Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

“Major Historia. Do you see how troubled I was now? You and I had no reason to argue. I would have ignored you if you hadn’t tried to engage me in guerrilla warfare.”

“…How did that happen?”

a surprised face It deserves it.

Is the head of the weapons development bureau of the military actually my ally? I didn’t know this at all until I met myself and read my thoughts.

“This is also to blame, Mr. Maximilien. If we had come a little sooner, we wouldn’t have cut down on unnecessary fights.”

In fact, even as an ally, it didn’t help much. I expected a good response, but the one who fought against it was Historia. Are you like this?

When I blamed it, Maximilien made an excuse.

“I am late because of my stomachache. By the time I finished my urgent errands, it was already after the control of heavenly pain had begun. The signalman did not respond to my call and went away for a while, while my faithful servants were assigned elsewhere. It was left unattended without receiving any reports, and only moved after hearing gunshots, so we have no choice but to arrive now.”

“Are you blaming others?”

“I was just telling the truth! If Chun Tong hadn’t been careful to keep me alert. How could you have reached the center so easily!”

That too. Yuel, the saint of far-sightedness, is Aimeder of Heaven. A clairvoyant who sees the world from a sitting position.

Yuel noticed our approach and sent an angel to secretly guide us. I tried to solve it quietly, even revealing the identity of the signal soldier. It’s partly because our strength isn’t exceptional, but Maximilien’s existence was definitely one of the reasons…

But thinking about it makes me angry. Wouldn’t it have been much more advantageous if you had come earlier? Why doesn’t the world go as I planned? Does it only become so dangerous when you put your life on the stake!

“It wasn’t much help, was it? In the end, Leah did all the big things. You were too late to attack Historia who was weak!”

I can’t get past this. Incompetence is a sin beyond a certain level. I need to get something for my sins!

Maximilien responded calmly to my questioning.

“You keep trying to shift the blame, but isn’t it your fault? Wouldn’t there have been unnecessary conflict if you had given the warden a word in advance?”

“Whatever has passed will be passed on as it is, and now we have to think about the next thing.”

“It’s what I wished for. Now we can talk.”

“Now that we’ve confirmed each other’s positions, let Lia go first.”

If it was an ally, there would be no reason to tie up Historia. It was a legitimate request, but Maximilien did not respond.

“Shouldn’t we solve the warden’s curiosity before solving it? It is not acceptable to release and then be attacked again.”

Being attacked is a specification. In other words, when Historia is freed, there is a possibility of attacking herself again.

In other words, it means that you don’t completely trust me. Historia attacked her because I didn’t say anything.

“You are meticulous in your work.”

“Isn’t it an occupational disease? Don’t worry. I also need to be sure of myself. Gunguk is the toy I made with the most effort, but isn’t it regrettable to bet on a non-100% possibility?”

The answer is also logical, so there is no gap to dig into.

While informing Historia, he must also convince Maximilien. Chet, even in this situation, I’m not going to let go of the initiative. A person who uses an advantageous position properly is so tricky…

At that time, Historia raised her head and looked at Maximilien.

“director. What are the odds of that? Why do you think the director is Huey’s ally?”

“You lack patience. wait a little bit He will tell you.”

“Please tell me, Director. Huey’s words… are hard to take.”

There was disbelief in Historia’s glare at me.

Hey, if I cheated on you, how much did I cheat? It’s not unfair when people who have been deceived by me say that. Shall I hit you when I’m tied up?

He fired with fierce intent to kill, but Historia did not budge.

“The Commissioner is kind to Huey. On the other hand, Chen Tong tried to kill Huey with all his might. What’s with Huey that makes everyone do that? Why did Chief of Public Security Yongge Sieghrund change his attitude and show his favor after trying to kill him?”

“Director Sieghrund? Did that too! Haha I’m getting more and more convinced of this!”

Maximilien was not the only person who welcomed this place. Even Historia took advantage of this moment to try to solve her own curiosity. I couldn’t stop this flow of conversation between the two generals.

“I will tell you one thing. Me and Sieghrund aren’t really subordinates of Heaven. Tian Tong brought us to the military state, but there is no clear hierarchical relationship like the military command system. It is more like an employer-employee relationship.”

“Are you… an employee? It’s an insincere director. I’d say that’s true, but the director of public security…”

“I’ve worked diligently, too… but compared to the director of public security, it’s inferior. ‘That’ is probably a member of the Holy Sword Corps.”

The words passed as if flowing from Maximilien’s mouth. Historia reacted to the name of one of the world’s most powerful military groups.

“…Sacred sword belt…? Are you talking about the elite of the Seonghwangcheong…?”

“Elite? No, I would be a slave.”

Maximilien, with a brief sneer, boasted of all he knew.

“The strong who were abandoned by fate, but were taken in by the gods whom they regarded with admiration. They have no life of their own. All that remains is faith, and they do not spare their lives. Sieghrund would have done so. Therefore, Cheon Tong must have trusted that as well.”

“…That means it’s true…”

“I can’t be sure because I’ve never encountered it myself. However, who else besides the saintess could use angels as if they were limbs? Don’t be too surprised to hear the obvious.”

Maximilien narrowed his eyes and spoke softly as if explaining to an idiot. That’s actually true. At the point where the guardian angel of the military country exists, there is no choice but to be related to the Seonghwangcheong, no matter how big or small.

Well, it doesn’t matter much since UL has turned its back on the Seonghwangcheong both personally and nationally.

“The chief of public security is a thousand limbs. But faith is bound to be broken in front of a firmer faith. Even if you insist on believing that you are a god, you cannot give more faith to something that does not exist than to openly exist in front of your eyes. So the first saintess had to get rid of the king in order to create a god.”

“…king.”

If I had turned my back on him, I would have turned my back on him until the end, because I was holding onto the remaining handful of my faith.

“okay. I guess he’s the King of Men.”

———-

“…The King of Humans?”

Silence came to the secret space that existed under the ground.

The same silence is of a different quality from the silence that arises from the absence of humans. I’m afraid that if I speak out hastily, the facts I heard earlier might change. It was a story that could not be laughed off as a joke, but could not be taken lightly.

The first to break the silence was Jerien Grandiomor. Is it because it is directly related to the king or is it just a personality problem? she asked, impatient with the silence.

“Uh uh how? How do you know?”

“I don’t know.”

“yes?”

And Yuel, who revealed all these secrets, answered irresponsibly.

“I don’t know. No one knows whether it is the king of men or not.”

“But Yuel-sama said he was the king of humans!”

“Because wolves smell the blood of sheep the best. If those who pursue the king of men judged that way, there must be a reason I haven’t seen.”

Acting aloof and irresponsible as if it was none of his business. Looking at Yuel resentfully, Jerien held her head with both hands and trembled.

“Uh uh what? What disrespect have we done…”

“The disrespect is Hughie’s bastard. Princess, do you really believe that?”

Shiati still glared at Yuel with eyes full of disbelief.

“He is a guy who has no outstanding abilities, but is full of bravado. That can’t be a human king.”

“But it’s something extraordinary to dismiss as mere bravado!”

“I went to school with Huey. If he was a real human king, something should have been different from then on. I don’t even need a king who just sits by on the tragedy!”

“…though I’m not defending the King of Men.”

Yuel, who couldn’t hear Siati’s words, replied.

“The human king has no special powers. The saintess of the beginning rejected the human king throughout the future with her own strength. An ordinary human without any power even for the human king. Therefore, the world, without a king, is exclusively human…. Sin, punishment, goodness, and morality are all completely human.”

Yuel’s words gradually turned into a chant that resembled a prayer. The soft voice rather stimulated Shiati.

“Human things? That’s what you did!”

“…okay. The sin is mine.”

“What’s the use if you say it’s yours!”

Shiati, who was very angry, asked Yuel something. Did you create this kind of hell just because you were a saint? Don’t talk about your own sins after you’ve committed them. Each one was a cry that sharply pierced Yuel’s chest.

However, Yuel felt the pain in a slightly different part.

“If he really is the king of men… not the king of men, but a man… this country…” He

did not tolerate it.

Yuel clutched his pounding chest and leaned over Gunung’s corpse. To comfort him or herself who will be sad even after death.