Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

It hurts my pride, but let’s admit it. No matter what card I use, I can’t give Maximilien a meaningful blow. Wouldn’t it be possible to kill him by putting the whole deck of cards into his stomach and blowing it up? In fact, if I had reached that point, I would have already won.

ruler. Let’s change the goal. I want him to have a moment’s gap. Even if it’s very thin, there’s a definite gap.

fire? no chin wind? If I make a fan out of cogs and shoot it, I’ll lose. Alchemy magic and decomposition magic? My opponent is an alchemist several times superior to me. Even if I explode the magical power contained in the card, it won’t work. For majors, it is not a matter of digging into that field.

Then there is only one thing left. decision.

I pushed it with my finger and pulled out another one. At the same time, he untied the cloak from his shoulders and wrapped it around his hand to hide the card. To be a little less vigilant…

‘was it a card? It must have contained magic. Magic isn’t that dangerous, but I have to block access anyway.’

Humans are creatures of learning. Maximilien did not let down his guard one bit.

Maximilien no longer insisted on cogs. Even if it was a little crude, I chose a certain method.

Squeeze a handful of cogs and flatten them thinly. Abbreviated alchemy done in the palm of your hand. Small gears were sharpened and turned into commendations.

The other prosthetic arm stretched out a finger and scratched the steel beetle’s back. Five fingers split the steel cover lengthwise like bamboo. Maximilien processed the resulting long strand of steel into a spear.

‘Until now, I intentionally avoided the blade, fearing that you would die… but now I will do everything I can.’

The director of the military weapons development bureau made all the weapons he could reach. Shuriken Blades Spears Leftover Gears, etc. And he shot at me with all his might.

Throws a spear using a javelin made of gear wheels, and flicks your finger to shoot stars. Each one contained power.

‘A human king would not die here. No, I can’t help it even if I die. Or I’ll die!’

Blades flying after me. Sharp glints cover my vision. It’s not something to block or avoid.

Historia came running to help me. The intention was to snatch the cloak and throw it away. At least that’s a reasonable way.

but it’s not enough Just before Historia’s fingers touched mine, I directed her.

“No.2.”

The action of passing each other and changing positions as before.

Historia acted reflexively. I put my thoughts behind me and ran towards my back as I had decided beforehand. I, too, twisted to clear the way for her to pass. My and Historia’s positions were flipped like flipped palms.

In an instant, a road opened between Historia and Maximilien. At the same time, steel weapons rain down on Historia.

Historia’s thoughts follow later.

‘If I change my position like this, I’ll have to take all of them with my body to save Huey. If I use anti-tank air, I should be able to block it somehow, but then…’

Not only did I lose the momentum I was running towards, but the energy to use the bayonet was consumed. The remaining odds, albeit weakly, reached zero.

There is only one way to win.

Historia gathered strength in the hand holding the gun. energy is in the gun Explosive mirrors swirled and gathered behind the improvised bullets.

Disregarding defense, gather all the energy that has spread throughout the body and put it into the gun. The extremely condensed energy swells strangely… and reaches beyond reason. The unrealizable image of bullet slashing is dragged into reality.

Coincidentally, after turning the gear into a weapon and pouring it out, Maximilien’s defense is thinner than ever. Historia, a born warrior, found that gap.

And I also noticed why I ordered the second move.

‘Are you aiming for this, Huey? It’s really too much.’

Without qigong, Historia’s body is just that of a slightly strong woman. A red-hot shuriken, which looks even more menacing because it was improvised, such as a blade made by cutting an iron bar. If it’s right, there’s no way you’ll be fine. no, definitely die.

However, I suggested the use of bayonet muskets. You said you would use me as bait.

Historia doesn’t think deeply, but she’s not stupid either. Historia whispered with a thin smile.

“I’ll do it, hey. Instead, is this the last time?”

‘…Because there probably won’t be another one.’

no. I have the next one.

what the hell are you looking at me for? I do not choose the means and methods, but I have humanity. There’s no reason to let you die here.

You have to keep me alive, you won’t help me forever.

One card drawn was a 6 of clover. It was a simple compass magic. In the military training season, children were gathered together and taught compass magic. This is because to read a map, you need to at least know where the north, south, east, and west are.

And as a fairly well-known fact, compasses are actually magnets.

thanks it was done The apostle’s magic, which was very different from the original purpose of remodeling by pouring all the mana into it.

“Compass Gausus!”

Released the stored magic power.

The magical power that emerged from Clover 6 reminded me of a whirlpool, but it was different. It’s hard to compare, but the shape where the beginning and the end interlocked was similar to a whirlpool anyway. The magical energy that swirled around and spread reached the Queen of Heaven, amplified and spread even more violently, reaching the steel.

‘Did you think that the magic that only increased the scale would really work for me? What kind of thing is that?’

Maximilien thought.

‘It doesn’t work. All the alchemy steels I own are high-cost alchemy materials of level 4 or higher. It basically has resistance to enchantments. magic doesn’t work Unless you’re a more powerful alchemist than me or it doesn’t make sense!’

know. Magic is not omnipotent. It is only a force that accelerates the changes that already exist in the world, and even that often faces fierce resistance. You can’t beat Maximilien with this alone.

So I pulled out one more.

10 of spades.

I stacked two cards.

***

The iron, which was one body with the earth in the beginning, recalled the longing of longing. It was a perfume that could be remembered only when it came suddenly like a dream I had as a child, and if forgotten, it was a futility with no promise of coming back.

The iron struggled to catch the vague longing. It was a struggle to find a perfect one, as if he had left his other half somewhere in the world.

Then, ‘it’ appeared like a gift to the world.

I finally found it. I finally found it. I finally found it.

Any iron that found ‘it’ changed its target. Instead of flying to tear the skin of a fragile beast, it twisted to quench a thirst that could never be quenched.

To become one with ‘it’.

***

The blades that were heading towards Historia begin to change direction all at once. The speed is faster, but it is not dangerous as long as it misses. Thanks to that, Historia’s eyes were opened.

‘…This won’t be the last time. It really touched people’s hearts.’

Historia couldn’t see what I was doing. Even if you saw it, you wouldn’t understand.

But ‘how’ doesn’t matter. The important thing is that I solved the problem. And now it’s Historia’s turn.

‘Huey gave me strength, so I should be strong too. A little… not enough.’

Historia was perplexed. I said it would work out somehow, but I didn’t have enough energy than I thought.

It is unavoidable. In extreme circumstances, it is impossible to accurately judge even when drunk with magical powers. Even if you read it with mind reading, it is useless if Historia’s ability to judge is broken.

‘How can I collect them… if I gather them all and concentrate them somehow.’

However, Historia’s new realization of Lee’s bayonet musket cannot be achieved with ordinary energy.

First lee zero. The fourth bullet hits the target. This is the reason that Historia, who uses a gun as her main weapon, reached the end of her endless efforts to meet her goal.

of the second Lee bayonet gun derived therefrom. The goal of ‘filling’ becomes a line from a point. This is the image that Historia came up with while delving into the differences between the cherry blossoms and guns during the battle against the regressor. However, in order to achieve that result, Historia had to swing her gun like a sword and use several times more energy.

Historia came up with inspiration here.

‘Does it really need to be good? I’d rather focus on one point.’

for a moment. Then it’s no different than a bullet. It’s nothing different from a zero point catcher, what’s the difference from just shooting a gun!

What a stupid idea to have a person become bait and clear all the obstacles!

‘Are humans awakening from the crisis of death? That’s a good idea… Let’s try it right now.’

Awakening must be the effect of some kind of stimulant! This is why I didn’t trust people who do drugs!

But I can’t move now. Countless blades were turning toward my 10 of spades. If you let go of the spade before it completely changes direction, Gaia’s ego will be released and Historia will be attacked.

I had no choice but to watch and found Maximilien, who was covering his eyes with a cloak.

what was that Was it the Infinity Mesh Cloak? It was the cloak that prevented the regressor from slashing.

It is a cloak that actively defends against attacks by turning numerous cogwheels in tight mesh with each other. Thanks to interlocking disturbances in space, it specializes in blocking space or wind attacks. Of course, it’s specialized there, but it will block other things well.

Can Historia, who has been weakened by taking drugs, break through that? This is also information that is difficult to obtain by mind reading. Even if you read your mind, you won’t know until you wake up.

but.

‘of the bayonet gun. sting.’

I mean, I guess I know.

Historia pulled the gun wide, then pulled the trigger and stuck it out. The posture of thrusting a sword or stabbing with a spear.

At the same time, the stretched gunshot characteristic of bayonet muskets is heard. A blurry afterimage linked the muzzle and cloak.

That’s right.

and blocked

Maximilien’s cloak dents, cracks, and several broken gears fly in all directions. Because of the presence of live ammunition, it seemed to inflict more damage than when fighting a regressor.

Even so, it could not penetrate the cloak. The kind that interferes with Historia’s lido space. Even if there were live ammunition, it was disadvantageous to the cloak that disturbed space with numerous interlocking.

Then it is. I was discouraged, but I discovered a strange fact.

The shooting never ends.

continuous, not continuous. A single shot followed in succession.

It’s not like the bullets got longer or fired dozens of rounds. The cloak continued to be crushed and the gears cracked until there was nothing more to break. The crack that started at the point gradually grows. The power that followed continued to add strength to the first shot that hit.

Now that it’s like this, it’s neither a gun nor a sword. I finally reached the window.

guns and spears. which of the two is better The answer to the long-standing question of Jeolchang was revealed here.

With a bit of a trite answer, saying,

Eventually, the cloak was pierced.

Kwajangchang.

Maximilien’s body was pierced by invisible gunfire and flew through the air. The gears that were his strength and life were scattered like blood.