Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 204

EP.204 The Land Flowing Like a River – 6

Throwing weapons are garbage weapons that don’t even look like weapons. This has been widely known and common knowledge since ancient times.

The air that floats with magical power basically resists everything it encounters. Even the arrow trying to pass through the gap was noisy compared to its slow speed. Those with a good sense of humor simply sense it and can easily bounce it off if they react in time.

Same goes for bullets. The weapon, which is second to none when it comes to noise, has always been criticized for its poor killing power. It’s nothing more than a swarm of annoying buzzing flies that even ordinary people can’t get rid of unless fired at close range.

However, the military came up with a slightly different idea.

I wondered if it would be a huge advantage if only ordinary soldiers could whimper around the absolute strong.

While the military was having a lot of fun, the presence that appeared like a comet was the musketeer Historia.

Tang Tang.

Since this side was hiding in the container, the bullets flew intermittently, as if reminding me of a memory when I was about to forget.

Of course, bullets can’t even penetrate the outer wall of the container. But you can’t be safe. Just when the mind is relieved, the container dents with an incredibly loud explosion. It’s Historia’s bullet.

“A swarm of troublesome flies. There was a wasp hiding inside… I said. Hmm. It deserves to be called that.”

As Tyr grabbed his hand, the darkness flowing through the floor came into the container with the dented bullet. Tyr praised the flying bullets in a relaxed tone.

“Even though the sun is shining, it distorts the steel around my brand. On that street too.”

“okay. It is the complete version of military tactics. It’s not called the daughter of the military for nothing.”

The regressor grumbled and glared at me at the same time.

“At this point, I wonder what strange things have happened in Hameln. What the hell are you fighting against? A few days ago, he just let me go and got out of the way, but now General Yuk risked his life to hold on to me?”

“It is a personal matter. The one who wants to catch me must be Historia.”

“What did you do?”

“Oh that. It’s long to explain. I am about sixteen years old. In the secondary military academy of the military state, where the young people of this age are trying to cut down their youth and turn it into a weapon, we…”

I settled down and recalled my old memories. Tyr listened to me and prepared to listen.

My bright memories from my school days. Hameln on a low hill and a babbling river below it. Memories and dreams of staying there…

“Just a simple conclusion.”

“Sheesh. no fun.”

“Is fun a problem? The enemy is right in front of you!”

“Okay, okay.”

I shrugged and explained.

“Because in Hameln they tried to use the student as a bit of a bullet? Because of that, the students used the tactics and combat skills they learned in the military country, which was full of anger, against the military country. They systematically raided, burned the base, and occupied the practice camp. They tried to execute the first class in the school as an example.”

The regressor, who had been listening quietly, flinched when he realized that it was my story.

‘for a moment. If you’re the first in the school, isn’t that him? Do you have a past where you were almost executed by a friend?’

okay. Because it’s not something to say simply.

The regressor asked with a more cautious expression.

“… did you?”

“Come to think of it, killing the same student doesn’t look good. The fight against the military is a struggle, but the attack against the first place in the school is just anger with an inferiority complex, right? That means the message doesn’t live. message. Realizing that at the last moment, my classmates chose to commit suicide instead of fighting back.”

“….”

“In the meantime, you told me to join the suicide? A crisis of desperation. Wow, but I got my wits at the last moment and pretended to be dead and got out.”

‘I’ve been a crazy kid since I was a student. Well, the other side looks like that, but this guy isn’t the only one who’s normal.’

what a sad sound Aren’t you embarrassed? The 2nd and 3rd place in Hameln’s entire school were so strong that he didn’t even dare to touch them. It’s just that I was easygoing, being number one, and being weak.

Am I not a victim at this point? Is it a sin to be weak?

“I’m barely surviving and trying to go back, but the military government, which didn’t want to take this responsibility, points to me as the culprit. That’s downright embarrassing. Instead of a gag, I was just holding a whistle, but it ended up as if I was leading everyone with the whistle.”

“I get it roughly. Anyway, the bad thing is the military.”

“It is good to remember. If there’s something bizarrely bad, it’s usually made by the military.”

Fortunately, the regressor didn’t seem very interested in this. He had a history of destroying the military in the previous episode, so he seems to be ignoring trivial incidents.

‘It’s a pretty tragic past… there’s probably no one without a story. It’s better than Musketeer or Lancart. It doesn’t do much damage.’

There is also a little bit of consideration for me.

“Anyway, the intention is obvious.”

“It’s not shooting, it’s not approaching. You seem to have a lot of intentions to wait until you join the main unit.”

“Break through or wait. It is one of them.”

The doctrine of car war, which the two modern people had been thinking about for a while, had been stopped centuries ago, and the vampire proudly proposed it.

“Let’s break through. In war, the first is strength, and the second is momentum. If you just step back, you will be put on the defensive.”

A good way. Breaking and crushing is always right if you have the strength to do so.

“It’s not a bad way, though. Would you like to try it?”

“Wait a little. I will be back before the tea cools down.”

oh confidence. As I looked up, Tyr shrugged leisurely.

‘A bullet or whatever. That alone can’t stop me. Shoot wherever you want.’

Without the slightest hesitation, Tyr reached out. On the flat land like a river, she was exposed alone. At that moment, Tyr covered his face with his palm and frowned.

Bullets rained down on him. Even though Tyr was not very tall, the volley hit the vampire’s body. Tyr, unable to react because he was blindfolded, suffered from a torrent of bullets.

Of course bullets can’t hurt her.

But it wasn’t bullets that stopped Tyr.

“…It’s like the cursed sun.”

It wasn’t even a few minutes. Tyr, who tried to advance with a parasol, could not stand it and turned back.

I handed over the still warm tea to the depressed Tyr.

“Certainly, the tea is still warm. Would you like a bite?”

Several dented bullets were lodged in her body. To be precise, she was stuck in the darkness that enveloped her body, but anyway.

Tyr muttered in a mixed tone as he removed the bullets one by one from his blind-eyed body.

“…Why, the sunlight is strong because it’s east. Like the cursed sun.”

“Isn’t it too much of a curse for someone who diligently goes to work from the east every day?”

“Do you dare to side with the sun in front of me?”

‘If it wasn’t for the sun, I would have already taken you to where you want to go. I mean, I was able to get away with all these interruptions!’

I know? Thinking that way makes the sun a bit irritating? hey uncle Could you miss work for a day? let me sleep for a while

Calm down for a second. die without the sun It means that it is the light of the sun that takes care of this land as well as humans.

Phew. I almost got a vampire overwrite. Let’s calm down.

“If it weren’t for the sunlight penetrating through the darkness, I wouldn’t have been itchy like that.”

“yes? So, are you itchy now?”

Tyr, who was indignant at the discomfort, realized what sensations he felt all over his body. A stimuli that is infinitely small and weak to be a pain, but a subtle sensation that cannot be helped because it exists.

oh that’s itchy Tyr murmured at an unfamiliar feeling.

“…Come to think of it, it’s oddly itchy. It’s weird. If such a sensation does not exist for me.”

“For Tyr, being itchy means that he is affecting his powers. Isn’t that an ordinary shot? Wait.”

I carefully inspected the bullet removed from Tyr’s body. In the dented warhead, pure white crystals were shining like stars in the dim light, and I could identify the friendly white powder without even tasting it.

Better to taste it though. I put my tongue to the bullet in my mouth. The undiluted, salty taste was immediately palpable.

asked Tyr, frightened.

“phew?! What did you do out of spite?”

“Ehhhh. It was also a salt shot…. Yes? Rather than checking the bullets, what kind of manliness is there?”

“No, no.”

‘To speak without hesitation about what someone else’s body touched… Humans are bold these days.’

Even if I had mind reading, I wouldn’t be able to understand the vampire’s mindset very well. Maybe it’s because people whose only pleasure in life is vampirism is that they care more about touching their mouths than about slicing their breasts (bones).

Anyway. White salt has been used since ancient times to drive away bad things. It is no wonder that there is a folk remedy that says that when you throw salt at a vampire, the vampire hates it.

In fact, not only vampires but also humans would hate being hit with salt, but what?

“To make and distribute special bullets like salt bullets in such a short amount of time. Is it really supposed to be an army?”

“…Okay. If the sun rises a little higher, there will be no great difficulty in dealing with them.”

“The other side must have aimed for that too. Even they go back in front of us and stand with their backs to the wind and sun. Even if you throw a bullet by hand, it seems like it will reach this way, but I want to shoot it at all.”

The speed of Tyr’s advance without the darkness was, at best, that of an infantryman. From the point of view of the military musketeers, it is just a good target.

It is a scarecrow for actual combat that never breaks, yet the psychological pressure is enormous.

For the next two or three hours, I can’t use the fraudulent tactic of breaking through one point with Tyr.

“Then is it my turn?”

A voice filled with cool anticipation was heard, as if a blade had been planted on the skin. The regressor was staring out over there with his whole body tensed.

“I have to warn them. If I can defeat the musketeer, I’ll take it down, and if I can’t, I’ll deal damage. That way, in the pursuit in the future, they won’t do anything stupid like a detached unit or a scout.”

It was understandable that the regressor was offended. Detached troops and scouts are troops that can be operated only when they are confident that they will not be defeated individually even if they share their strength.

I understood, but I immediately shook my head.

“Why?”

“What’s the point?”

“No, there is no reason to forcibly break through them in an unfavorable situation, right? There is no tactical advantage, and the other side has even prepared salt bullets to pass the time.”

“Then why are we just being greeted here? Until the other main force joins?”

“no.”

No way. I smiled.

“It should fit well.”

The other side is going to gnaw on your nerves with a volley across the street. For the time being, if so, use the reverse.

If someone sticks out their head, they shoot? yes shoot it

If you can find something worthwhile!

“Come out. Fat!”

“bruise!”

Our team’s secret weapon, the cloth armor that was revealed at the time, chubby-looking Ahji howled. When I swung my arm wide, Aji turned her body around in response.

Rather than a graceful turn, it looked more like a dog’s roll, but thanks to the layered cloth armor, it had a great presence. It might be said that short-haired species have become long-haired species and have puffed up their fur. If you roll it like this, it will roll to the ends of the earth.

“These days, even dogs wear clothes. Then there is nothing strange about having pauldrons!”

“bruise! stuffy!”

“Be patient. You need this to make the other side of the mess less painful!”

“I’ll stop bruising! For a stake!”

“share? What stake?”

Aji tilted her head with bright eyes, unable to read her thoughts with either mind reading or movement.

“Anyway, did you get it? It’s time to let the whole world know about your turmoil!”

“Awww!”

Aji jumped like a bullet. Immediately after that, bullets began to be fired in that direction. There was a sound like the sound of rain and something passed behind me.

However, even if he is naked, he is a child who avoids or endures bullets. Bullets can’t even hit Aji’s footprints. Occasionally, what gets hit just bounces off the armor. Aji jumped up and down and ran towards it.

Screams and shouts rang out. I managed to make a fuss once.

“It’s noisy. It’s certainly incomparable to bullying, but… Whew, the dog king can’t harm humans.”

“Yes. We will stop shooting soon.”

As soon as I finished my words, the gunfire died down. A subtle stillness was felt. Aji seems to have nothing to do, and the other side is also forcibly ignoring Aji. Two groups with no intention of attacking each other confronted each other in a strange way.

“…Then isn’t it useless to anyone?”

“Yes. Aji can’t attack…. Aji.”

Is it because I felt ominous in my words? The regressor startled and looked around. Then he felt something ominous and grabbed me by the collar.

“…Wait a minute. Didn’t you ask me for something like a bomb yesterday?”

“yes.”

“Where is it?”

“Behind Aji’s back.”

The other side, as if realizing something, poured bullets as if to drive them away. But it’s too late. Aji is already a long way away.

wooow.

A roar echoed from the ground ahead.