Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

I think things will work out better than I thought. Even if a regressor recklessly puts it in, the conversation flows well with a normal person like that. Or maybe it’s because he’s a person of that level, so he’s tailored to the regressor.

‘Even though he treated me fiercely, he wasn’t hostile. I’d better remember.’

The regressor, who had prepared for battle by any means, put in the cherry blossoms. I thought for a moment as I watched Hekto walk with a limp on his piston leg.

‘Heat-poisoned liquor, Jannok-hoeju, and suppressed hoeju. No matter how fast the generation change in the nations is, I have never heard of the names of these lords. All I know is Claudia’s Thunderstorm.’

Hector’s appearance was very characteristic. I made a bridge out of pistons, and as I walked, I could hear the rhythmic sound of air escaping and creaking. Visually or aurally, it is hard to forget once you see it.

It’s not necessarily limited to Hector. The same goes for Roquette, a heat blast spell. Peru, which has no choice but to ride on a horse unless it is a juggernaut because it disintegrates steel, belongs to the mediocre axis.

However, the regressor did not recognize any of them. I don’t know because I can’t read the memory of the past episode, but it’s probably because I haven’t seen it in the previous episode.

‘Did they all die because of the war? Or… before the war?’

It is still midday. Tyr hated sunlight, and Aji only makes bullshit when he hears complex stories. It’s not a disparagement, it’s the truth. There was no reason to stay in the city with a good Juggernaut, so I decided to visit Hilde and the Regression Show for a while.

Actually, there are two practitioners, so I didn’t have to go all the way to me, but it’s nice to read their thoughts.

A few of his men came running, but dispersed in an instant as Hekto gave a simple command. They were quite inconsistent. It’s less than the military, but everything is a relative law. His ability to command Seungnyang shows his leadership.

Hector walked down the boulevard and led us into the middle of the plaza. In the white-stone plaza, there were several benches without backrests around the stone statue in the middle. Hecto sat there wearily and adjusted the length with the piston.

The regressor looked around and said.

“Doesn’t this look like a good place to share political opinions?”

“Of course it can’t end with this. Stay still and see.”

Hector raised his finger and pointed at the stone statue.

It was a middle-aged stone statue with a solemn face. The description was very realistic, but wearing a round steel cover for food instead of a hat on the head deprived it of reality. Seeing that the materials were different by themselves, it seemed that they were placed after the statue was made.

Hector directed his unique magic at the cover.

To make steel, a process of beating and flattening is required. Even after the birth of alchemy, the process of striking iron to shape has been common.

The unique magic of oppressive society appeared along with the image of beating steel.

The unique magic of oppressionism puts pressure on steel. The form or appearance is irrelevant. If it’s steel, you can apply pressure unconditionally. If the direction of applying pressure is twisted, it will be difficult to move, but if you make it in the same shape as a piston, you can control the enormous force from unique magic in one direction.

So his pistons work independently of heat or wind. It was also thanks to him that he lifted the Juggernaut.

Hector applied that ability to the steel shroud. from the inside out.

The cover gradually grew. Alchemy steel, which had excellent ductility and malleability, was inflated like a balloon by Hecto’s ability. Usually, even metal will tear when it grows to a certain extent, but the other party is the lord of the nations where alchemists and unique magic are united. Alchemy steel, which was exquisitely controlled, gradually grew in size without being torn or broken.

At some point, the cover touched the floor. It’s because it’s bigger than a stone statue. Even then, the steel cover, which had grown bigger and bigger, covered the plaza.

Alchemy can also transform matter, but creating elaborate forms is difficult. In particular, spreading the steel thinly and evenly depends on the caster’s sense rather than alchemy. However, the suppressor, who can perform the rolling process with his unique magic, can make an iron plate thinner than paper with his bare hands.

The regressor observed his ability and thought.

‘Sophisticated. If you can inflate it, you can compress it. Are they going to warn us that they will attack us if the situation arises…’

“Hahaha! how about it! Aren’t you a bit secretive now?”

No, I think I just wanted to show you.

Hecto, who giggled and adjusted the length of his legs, erased his laughter and brought up a business.

“ruler. first. I’ll tell you first. I don’t really want a war either.”

The Regressor nodded contentedly, but not for the same reason as the Regressor thinks.

“I harvest and sell the food of the nations. Isn’t it the same as if a lot of people die in a war, my potential customers decrease? “

Is it because of that?”

A sober profit and loss account. These are ten countries. Even if they are different, the roots do not change.

“I have an idea to help you. Jannok would know, but the golden mirror is not far from here. I know his exact location.”

“Then why did you call me here?”

“One is too much right now. I want you to wait another day.”

There is still a deadline. However, there was nothing good about dragging the time, so the regressor was reluctant and asked back.

“why?”

“I don’t have any particular reason to tell you the circumstances, but I will give you an answer in return for your frankness. He is plowing a field not far away.”

“field? If it’s a field, it’s here.”

“Tell me more. Because this is not enough.”

The cornfield we saw now is also on a formidable scale. But do you make more than this? Are you going to feed all the nations and leave them behind?

The regressor’s thoughts were similar to mine.

“The homunculus field isn’t even that important, right? Isn’t Claudia’s real food important to you anyway? This corn would already be enough. Why?”

…The expression was a bit overly sharp.

As the secret of the nations called the homunculus came out, Hector’s body trembled. He glared at Peru in amazement.

“Zannok! Did you say it!”

“…I knew.”

“what? Did you already know?”

“…I can’t tell you…”

‘That’s true too. There is no way that even Jannokhoeju would reveal it to an outsider without any reason and to a military leader. The military’s information network… I can’t ignore it.’

Hector calmed down and let out a deep sigh.

“But this food is not meaningless. It’s better to eat anything than to die of starvation. In the first place, humans also process and use that food in their own way, so just because they ate homunculus food doesn’t immediately resonate with him. There is a grace period of a few weeks. If you ferment it and make it into alcohol or feed and fatten the livestock and then eat it, the end will come dozens of times slower.”

Hector continued, tapping the ground with his staff.

“That’s the role of the drum shop I run. Processing homunculus food. As much as I worked, more food was released to the nations. Food that doesn’t matter much if you eat it! Doing it is my job, my mission, and my pride!”

He spoke with a sense of mission, but he added a small word.

“Of course, I get some financial gain in the process, but that is unavoidable.”

“Isn’t it because of money after all?”

“Money is money, but it is also for the sake of the nations. There aren’t many days where even homunculus food forms. If you miss this passage, the food of the nations will become scarce. That’s why I asked for a day’s grace. If you decide to go to the Golden Sutra without my help, I won’t stop you. If you wait one day, I will direct you to him.”

It was an understandable situation and not a bad suggestion. The regressor was lost in thought.

‘It takes time to find the golden mirror anyway. Let’s take the suggestion in case we can’t find it. Shouldn’t we just ignore it and go to the Golden Palace?’

This is the apostle of justice. Justice will cry It was a time when the regressor was about to accept the offer, hiding his darkest intentions.

“Wait. I have a question.”

We talked a lot, but I need to clear up some of my questions. I know the general outline because I can read your thoughts, but to get a more accurate picture, it’s better to recall it yourself.

Hector said.

“Tell me.”

“What happens to a human who resonates with the Golden Sutra?”

“I have already said enough. I don’t need to tell you more…”

“Are you going to be like that stone statue?”

A very realistic stone statue of a man placed on a pedestal with a monotonous pattern.

He pointed to the work of art that a person with no talent could carve and asked.

Hwang Keum-gyeong has no artistic aptitude. This is what Hilde himself understood. When I came closer, I saw that this city was clearly using a few patterns.

On the other hand, that stone statue was very elaborate. From the wrinkles around the mouth to the finely sculpted beard and hair. There’s even a face full of liveliness. It is not the work of a human who turns and blocks patterns.

As if hardening a living person as it is.

Hilde’s eyes twinkled and she nodded vigorously.

‘As expected, father! You have eyes for art! After all, art is human. There’s no way the human king doesn’t know!’

To be honest, there are a few things I learned from reading your thoughts.

it’s scary anyway To think that everyone else was looking at the stone statue alone when they thought about the meeting. What the hell are you like?

“… you guys. I can’t stand it any longer. I’ve been kind enough…”

Hekto’s body trembled with anger. Hot air spurted out violently from the piston. The pressure was converted to heat, heating the air.

No, all the important things were mentioned by the regressor, and I only finished it. Why are you staring at me like you’re going to kill me? Is it Jenga? Whoever dropped it last takes all the responsibility?

Literally feverish, Hector spread his hands. Dozens of pistons gushed out of his body and aimed at me all at once. If I put my mind to it, the pistons will shoot out in an instant and hit my entire body.

“Are you trying to blackmail me?! this me!”

A taboo is a taboo.

No matter how many people in the nations live like ephemera, they really do not wish to die tomorrow. However, what would happen if the fact that food from all over the world could cause deformities and even kill oneself spread widely?

They wouldn’t try to buy the food of oppressive society. And I will try to live in Claudia.

One or two is fine. A special being like Hui-ju can handle that demand. but.

If everyone tries to live in Claudia, society will collapse.

If everyone wants Claudia’s food, the economy is ruined.

This taboo must be hidden if the nations are to at least take shape. However, an outsider and an enemy country waging war found out the secret.

‘A life-and-death decision…! if it’s not in my power Even by using the power of the golden palace!’

Hekto said with determination to die. You really can’t be faithful.

“no. I’m just asking just in case. Because we can’t make a mistake while guessing. If we wanted to blackmail you with this, would you have said what we guessed to your face?”

“…”

But the people are so nice. A suspicious person with a bad personality would not have listened to me out of displeasure. However, he listened carefully to me and understood that the question was purely out of curiosity.

‘Are you afraid of becoming a stone statue when you face the Golden Sutra…? Kut. If you’ve guessed that far, it’s understandable to be afraid. I can’t just draw it together.’

Hector, who had been glaring at me without a word, took a deep breath and retracted the piston.

“…Resonating doesn’t turn it into gold or steel. I didn’t turn the stone statue into a living human being. It’s okay to be relieved.”

“sure?”

“Ask no more. I can never teach you But as outsiders, I guarantee you are safe.”

That’s enough. As long as I can mentally picture the answer more clearly, my mind-reader can read it perfectly.

Even Hekto doesn’t know the exact details. Only the golden mirror will know how ‘resonance’ proceeds. Instead, he, who has been assisting the Golden Sutra for a long time, knew what was going on even if he didn’t know the principle.

Humans who resonate with the golden mirror… are ‘collected’. so that it can be ‘recalled’ at any time.

nice I got one more clue. I nodded as if I was convinced.

“If you don’t want to talk, it doesn’t matter if you don’t. I just want to make sure I’m safe.”

“…Thank you for understanding.”

It’s not a very grateful expression. Well, that must be a political comment.