Infinite Mage - Chapter 1268

Cheolgeuk (1)

Will I live or will I survive?

-Can humans truly change the future?

Sirone opened his eyes.

All that remains in the broken consciousness is perhaps the auditory hallucination that I desperately wanted.

‘Is he alive?’

My senses came back little by little.

I thought it was a very noisy and noisy place, but even the sound was faint.

“Sirone.”

The door opened and Nade came in.

“Hey??????

Sirone, who was gaping, realized that his voice was hoarse and frowned.

How much did you yell?

“You’re awake. You’ve been unconscious for three days. Here, drink some water. Mr. Miro said he had no choice but to watch, but he was too busy to take care of it well. sorry.”

Nade was talkative.

As I took a sip of the water he gave me, I felt like my dry throat had become slightly moist.

“Yes, id.”

Sirone asked with his still sore throat.

“What about Amy?” There was no answer and Sirone, realizing it was not a dream, closed his eyes again.

“Sirone.”

” no.”

I didn’t even know what it was.

However, if I don’t say that, I feel like the anger that has subsided for a while will explode again.

“Where am I?”

Sirone changed the topic.

“Kingdom of Iron.”

“Iron?”

It was an unexpected area.

“A while ago, I, Ankhera, built an altar to open the psychic realm. By giving instructions to the Ten Road Association. “There are over 200 places like that.”

“…however?”

“There is a shelter built in the basement just in case. No, it’s a bit hard to say if it’s just that. Anyway, it’s safe here. “Don’t be nervous and just relax.”

I was relieved that there was no need to fight right away, but I was still full of doubts.

“Who on earth? “Who created this place?”

“that is??????

He came in through the open door.

“Are you out of your mind?”

It was Fermi.

Sirone, who was making eye contact with him while lying down, couldn’t hold back and asked first.

“Amy…

“I knew.”

After taking a moment to catch his breath, Sirone opened his mouth again.

“The memories…

“I erased them.”

Again, Fermi interrupted.

“With your consent, of course. “You could have guessed the shock you would receive and how you look now.”

It must have been so.

“why?”

But what is clear is that there is no way he would sacrifice Amy under any circumstances.

“Why did you allow it? “What did you tell me that you said you would make a deal?”

Fermi asked after some thought.

“Can you move?”

Sirone nodded, but Nade stopped him.

“I’m still mentally and physically weak. “If you get excited already, it could get worse.”

“I do not have time. “You know.”

Nade, who had a snowball fight with Fermi, sighed and supported Sirone.

“good. “I’ll take you.”

Sirone couldn’t understand the conversation, but there was no need to argue now.

It was also true that my physical strength had declined.

When I was helped out of the room, Liz, who had come with Nade, was waiting for me.

“ah??????

When she made eye contact with Sirone and awkwardly bowed, Sirone also bowed his head and passed by.

I sensed emotions that were difficult to deal with, and most of the people who passed by him felt the same way.

As we passed through the passage and entered the square, medical staff walked among the injured.

In the hectic scenery, Sirone found Lian sitting in a corner.

As Nade showed the way, Lian, who had been talking with Tess, raised the corners of his mouth bitterly.

“Howdy.”

Sirone’s gaze turned to Lian’s right arm.

“Oh this?”

Although it was clumsy, it was equipped with something made of mechanical steel structure.

“It’s useful in some way. I don’t know how he did it, but Mr. Ellis took care of it. “I heard you’re Teacher Kuan’s friend.”

That didn’t matter.

Tess spoke because you might be wondering

why Lian’s right arm got to this point and why it couldn’t recover .

“Lian brought you here. “If it wasn’t for this level, I wouldn’t have been able to do it.”

I couldn’t hide all my resentment, though.

“Ryan feels fortunate that he was able to save you. So…

it’s okay.”

Tess smiled brightly.

” ah.”

Sirone wanted to say something, but he couldn’t think of anything to say.

“Go see. “I’m sure there’s a lot you want to hear.”

I sensed sincerity in his friendly tone, but somehow I felt like a stranger.

As we left the plaza, there was another long passageway and rooms were installed on each wall.

“shit! How long are you going to stay in this dirty place? Are you asking me to eat a dish that doesn’t even come with an appetizer? Is it my dog? “I’m the Home Minister!”

Sirone stopped for a moment and looked back.

Of course, he would not have tried to save people in an urgent situation, but his close associates would have thought differently.

“sorry! Now that I am making a request to the superiors…

“I am the superiors! “Who on earth is higher than me here?”

As Sirone watched with indifferent eyes, an angry sound was heard from the end of the hallway.

“What’s so loud?”

It was the upper part.

‘Mr. Cyrano.’

Mito Cyrano, president of the International Tribunal, and Bebeto Socrates walked side by side.

She paused for a moment when she saw Sirone, but soon lost her attention and went into the room.

“Please be quiet. “Don’t you know there are people injured?”

“you! How could you do this to me! Don’t you know who I am? “Shouldn’t we at least give them a big room!”

Cyrano burst out laughing.

“Crazy guy.”

“What is it?”

“You are greatly mistaken, but you are no longer a minister. Because your country is gone. forever.” “And he’s not a nobleman. Because 99% of humanity is dead. The people left here mean everything to the world. “There are no more policies for you to make or documents to approve.”

’99 percent.’

Sirone was dizzy.

‘What have I done?’ It was a too disastrous result to be said to be the price paid for losing one’s reason and charging at Buddha.

The Home Minister shed tears.

“But still… it’s too cold. Could you please give me one more blanket? huh?”

Cyrano sighed and turned around.

“Give me one more.”

“yes!”

As she left the aide’s greeting and headed toward the square, Socrates asked:

“Aren’t we supposed to make exceptions?”

“What do you know? The world is ruined, so whining about how cold it is means you don’t deserve to live. “Rather than crying all night, it is better for others to be moderately comforted.”

“Hmm, are you saying we need someone who knows how to fight?”

“Now that Yahweh has woken up, we must move here too. The world leader will be decided tonight. Rom Garto Temica. “The rules remain the same.”

“It may seem easy, but it won’t be easy. Even if there are only two people, one person will try to dominate the other. Even if the world is ruined, politicians do not give up their vested interests. “I guess it’s instinct.”

“are you okay.”

Cyrano didn’t care.

“Because now the power is the gangster.”

When we arrived at the square, the heads of the magic associations from each country she mentioned were in a meeting.

“everyone.”

Everyone was polite to Cyrano’s appearance.

“Thank you for taking the difficult step. There is no time. To save our last chance, we must gather all our remaining strength. For that, we need representation.”

Lupist came forward.

“We were just talking about that. “We have already taken the lead in Tormia.”

It was a country with a strong focus based on the standard of ‘a guy who knows how to fight’.

“great. Voting will take place tonight. “Everyone, please go back and persuade the representatives of each country.”

Fleur intervened.

“I dare say something, is it okay? “If you say no, things get more complicated.”

Cyrano’s solution was simple.

“Kill me then. All you have to do is create a new king to vote for in Tormia.”

Plu, convinced, shrugged his shoulders.

‘Really?…’

It was ridiculous to present a counterargument when there was already a record of sending Geese away.

Albino said.

“The voting results don’t matter. What is important is the fact that you voted. For example, it creates the illusion that we are still civilization experts.”

This was a bit harsh.

“Mr. Albino, you are safe.”

“Giggles! I feel sorry. “I’m at an age where I would die if I were to fall on a rock, but the world will end before me.”

“No, I’m serious. Currently, there is a shortage of military personnel. “I ask for good strategies in the future.”

“What am I… I also have a son.” Currently, Iruki is the leader of the Valkyries and

is investigating the military situation of each country. At that time, Socrates

pointed to the square with his chin.

“Hey look over there.”

Cyrano was disgusted.

“Ugh.”

A Gaold with his hair down like a ronin was walking along, lost in thought.

Someone among the association presidents muttered.

“…Mikea Gaold.”

I attended a few meetings when I was president of the association, but I was always treated like a madman.

Of course, it is no different now, but the achievements he achieved could never be disparaged.

“Move. “It’s my place.”

Cyrano was standing in the place where the intimidated association presidents opened the way.

‘Oh, that idiot.’

During my time as president of the association, we constantly clashed.

‘But your skills are clear.’

As the current situation is critical, we must shake off the past and maintain good relationships.

Gaold stopped in front of Cyrano, who blocked the road.

After a long period of time that made people feel awkward, Gaold finally opened his mouth.

“what?”

“??????what?”

“What?”

Good relationships are shit.

When Cyrano, who was irritated, stepped aside, Gaold passed by and headed toward the wall.

Lupist asked.

“What are you going to do?”

There was no answer.

“Make sure you decide. “I have to decide whether to bring you in or take you out.”

“Take it out.”

He let out a short sigh and suddenly turned around.

“I’ll tell you this.”

A moment of madness flashed in his eyes as he reached the end of philosophy.

“Never stay next to me when I fight

.”

The association presidents, who knew the true meaning of those words, swallowed their saliva and Gaold sat down in the corner.

Fleur, who had once followed him, looked sad.

‘I still respect him. But

…

he seemed so broken that he couldn’t do anything for him anymore.

Meanwhile, Sirone entered the large room, relying on Nade for his steps.

The importance of this room seemed evident from the way it was decorated in the most neat manner with limited materials.

“Sirone.”

Seriel stood up first, and Jin Seong-eum, who was lying on the bed, lifted her eyelids.

“…Are you here?”

Shirone was shocked to see that he was much thinner than when he returned from hell.

Fermi explained.

“There are approximately 200 altars built in Iron. King Basak built 147 shelters under him, called Shura to be exact. We took refuge there, every last human being. With ether waves.”

It was a huge task just by imagining it.

“Currently, we cannot leave the surface. Everything burned down and the building turned to dust. We had to bring together the commanders scattered in each refuge. Here, Jin Seong-eum tried again. Simple matters of agreement can be conveyed through Chong-i’s communication magic, but…

“Wait a minute.”

Sirone asked.

“You want to fight again?”

“okay.”

“why?”

Seriel and Jin Seong-eum’s eyes became pitiful.

“We’re not fighting.”

“then?”

“you.”

Sirone.

“This is a fight just for you.”

It was the only thing Fermi could do for Yahweh, who gave everything for the world.