Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 222

EP.222 The Story of the Past, The Pied Piper of Hameln – Conclusion

“I killed the commander… the officer… the colonel. How to?”

“That bastard fights even if he dies! Both Rick and Kantana are dead! If you kill it, it’s natural for you to die!”

“What are you going to say to Hameln or the military? Will the rescue team come? Are we abandoned here…?”

“How can I solve this if I explain it well?”

“What’s more taboo than that? What the heck is the taboo, why did the commander-in-chief want to kill us?”

“You idiot, did you fight without knowing that! Hughie explained it earlier. It’s a vampire magic circle!”

Seventeen died in the attack of the beast, and fifteen died in the battle with Nicholas. The damage was great, but to be honest, it was an unbelievable feat.

Even experienced hunters back away from frenzied deer and roaming wolves.

And if it’s a colonel, it’s right below the Great Wall. The strength varies widely, but he is still a soldier with thick bones. It is a difficult opponent for an ordinary military school graduate, not to mention a cadet whose talent has been recognized.

But they lost too much to rejoice.

“…everybody shut up.”

After stopping the bleeding, Shiati grabbed the cloth-wrapped cut and looked up. Everyone shut up. The man who had lost the most in this fight among the living staggered towards me.

“day off. I don’t trust you… You are the one who brought us to this point.”

I heard a murmur, but I nodded my head in understanding. Shiati continued with a pale face.

“But your instructions were not wrong. I got this far thanks to your instructions. So… let me know. What should we do?”

Shiati asked grimly. In his empty eyes, there was no hope for the future.

All she needed now was an arrow to point her in the right direction.

But I am a person who cannot move without wind. I asked her empty heart.

“What would you like me to do?”

“Somehow.”

“Still, it will be a little easier to judge if you know what you want. Would you run for your life? Or would he risk his life to expose Nicholas’ infidelity? Which way do you want?”

A moment later when I asked, Shiati regained her focus. His empty eyes were filled with burning hatred.

“Can you tell me what you want?”

“As much as you can.”

“I wish the military would perish.”

Shiati responded immediately.

“I’ve been doing just what I was told to do all my life! Work, learn, get scolded, study, take exams, get evaluated. In order to be a little more useful to the military, I endured when my parents died, endured pain, cried secretly even when it was difficult, and tried to do something by receiving better evaluations! however!”

The emotionally biased cry came unfiltered to over a hundred children and to myself who read the wind through them. Shiati screamed as she grabbed her missing right arm even tighter.

“This is not it! It’s not meant to be used as a material…! No matter how much we don’t need it, even if it’s a common 2nd level…!”

Those who can be substituted at any time for those who are below level 2 to the military. It is an existence that has nothing to regret even if it exists or does not exist.

so i threw it away

The students who were promoted to the military academy were left alone and brought only the rest that were desperately needed. It was for use as a material.

So, they were truly abandoned by the country. The military government stepped up and proved that there was no need for you.

“…but no matter how much we howl. You won’t hear it in this country. Instead of rewarding them, they will kill us and try to silence us. As Nicholas said, we are useless to anyone in the military.”

When Shiati finished speaking, the children who were listening also lowered their heads. Thanks to her exasperated cry, I was reminded of the reality I had been trying to deny.

In the end… the military will bury the Hameln incident. So everyone dies. can’t survive

Such a simple and inexorable fact.

“Do you want to be useful?”

at that time. Someone appeared among the children. The children were startled by the sudden appearance. The red-haired boy approached me leisurely, as if he had been in it from the beginning.

Some children recognized him.

“Ran…Carte?”

Lancart did not answer the question or turn his head. He only walked in a straight line with his eyes fixed on me. Without even checking under your feet in this forest.

That’s all, a whirlpool spontaneously formed in front of him half a step away, breaking through the bush and blowing away dust. It was as if the world was cleaning the front for him.

The first mystery of the military. A boy with a strategic-class unique magic. Mage’s lumber.

Lancart Spendry.

Lancart, standing alone in a neatly dressed forest in a forest full of twigs, started clapping his hands out of nowhere.

“amazing. It was truly unexpected. Just in case, I never thought I would kill Nicholas and eat him.”

While everyone was speechless at the sudden appearance, Lancart stopped clapping his hands vigorously and made a false impression.

“But, you know, hey? Nicholas is so different from you. He is old and worn out, and his stamina properties and stamina are different from yours. Extremely horribly inefficient. Eating him with gluttony doesn’t change your prowess dramatically.”

“Lancart. How long are you going to tell the story that everyone knows?”

When I spit it out in an annoyed manner, Lancart flinched in silence. I crossed my arms and hugged him.

“We need to have an efficient conversation that you like, Lancart. I bet you doubted my intellectual level and taught me from the beginning.”

“Ah uh uh um.”

“Just tell me. Because I am tired.”

“Oh okay, sorry.”

Lancart, who apologized for being intimidated, quickly brought up the matter. without a moment’s hesitation.

“Eat the rest of them.”

A conclusion drawn after several leaps and bounds. However, as a mind reader, I understood Lancart’s words at once.

I’m about to die anyway Even if I don’t kill it, the military will kill it. So, rather than killing meaninglessly, it is more efficient to kill on top of taboo development and make it my own.

In addition, these are the best materials that are biologically aligned with me. Unlike Nicholas, ‘Gourmet’ is a little smoother. If it’s not a chance now, there’s no point in eating it, so eat it now… something like that.

Naturally, Shiati, who had just lost his grip, reacted violently.

“Lancart! I thought I was just an unlucky child. Are you also Nicholas’ minion…!”

“Shut up the ignorant idiot. You think I’m a minion of that loser?”

Displeased Lancart turned his head away. In an instant, an immense pressure pressed down on Shiati. Shiati’s expression contorted in pain. It was because Lancart’s unique magic reached where she stood.

twisted

Faster near Lancart, slower farther away. Everything in the world, including the air, swirls to the right at different speeds. In the flow that changed depending on the distance, Shiati felt a sharp pain as if someone was grabbing her body and tearing it apart.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Shiati screamed. But even the sound sounds strangely distant. It is because even the sound gets lost and wanders in the unique magic where the space is twisted.

Lancart, who subdued Shiati without using his hands, turned his gaze back to me.

“If you don’t want to get your hands dirty, I will.”

“It must be annoying.”

“what. It’s for a friend. I will accept this much of an annoyance.”

Of course, the existence of ‘friend’ that Lancarte spoke of only pointed to me.

The children screamed and tried to save Shiati, but instead of approaching, they felt pain that even their outstretched arms would tear.

You cannot cross a storm in a teacup in a straight line. You have to go at an angle. But who knows how. Can you see through the swirling labyrinth of space at once and overcome it?

It’s impossible. No one can approach or withdraw without his permission. even me.

Right-handed world.

To him the world is like water swirling to the right. ichi of the world. that flow. If you don’t follow it, you will collide and get involved. It causes blisters and sinks.

Lancart, the owner of that world, grabbed Shiati at any moment and gave her strength as if to twist it.

“ah. Note that. As you said, even if you interfere with me, I can overcome your interference and kill them all. I’m not like Nicholas. Huey, you may have hidden secrets… but you can’t reach me.”

Lancart bluffed that he would not be able to convince him like Nicholas. Its eyes were shining with interest and curiosity. Like someone wondering how I would respond.

but.

“Lancart. Don’t be a little boring.”

I was annoyed and spit it out. Lancart is puzzled.

Although I do listen to other people’s wishes, I don’t listen to every child’s tantrums asking for fun. it’s annoying

“I just took the test between you and Nicholas and told you the answer, right? Are you going to give me the same answer again? Where is Lancart Spendrai, who grumbled about giving the same problem with only the constants changed?”

“no no. I am.”

“I deliberately control my strength so that I am sick but do not die…. It’s a threat. Knowing that it doesn’t work, but wasting mana? Don’t annoy me and reap the magic.”

Lancart obeyed my words for now. The force that had been tearing her body outward and inward was released, and Shiati’s body collapsed. Sobs mingled with pain escaped from the cracks in his face against the ground.

“Then what are you going to do? The rescue boat will come with the instructors. If you pick and interrogate just a few people here, you’ll quickly find out the whole story of this case. Once the report goes up to the headquarters, the ‘reasonable’ judgment that the military will make is sure…” “

We said let’s not talk about what we know each other.”

“Ah yes.”

On the subject of trying to test this and that because he himself does not believe in rationality. When will you find out that such a test itself is irrational.

Having silenced Lancart, I briefly summarized the story.

“In a word, this is it. There can be no other response to overcome this difficulty. No, maybe, but exactly Lancart you didn’t come up with. So, I’m curious about my response to how I’m trying to break through. Right?”

“Not really… wait a minute. Are you able to overcome this situation?”

“It’s a difficult situation. If you don’t know, shut up and watch. Why do you keep interfering and muddying the water?”

Having killed my nerves by harassing me once more, I quickly waved my hands.

“Go and clear the river. There is something to do downstream.”

“So anyway. At the end of the river is the sea. Primitive fear As long as the sea monster lives in the sea, it is impossible to escape anyway…”

“Another, well-known story.”

When I put on an annoyed expression, Lancart closed his mouth and hurriedly headed for the riverside.

My request is far-fetched. Other than listening, it only depends on Lancart’s will, and there is no problem even if you don’t listen.

However, as long as he agreed to watch and not disturb, he must listen to my request.

Because I wondered how I would cope, I fell into the trap of having to help with the preparation.

It wasn’t long after Lancart headed for the riverside that a rough crackling sound was heard. The flotsam that was blocking the river like a dam was broken at once. The task, which was difficult even with hundreds of people hanging on to it, ended so easily in front of Lancart’s own horse.

Magic. A mystery that overlaid the rules of the world. Flotsam, which is supported by mere structure and weight, will easily crumble to those who handle it at will.

“Siaty!”

“…Kuh yes. One… is better than a hundred.”

Shiati barely stood up with the support of her friends. She had a pale, resigned smile on her face.

“…still. It looks like a road…”

“Lancart…! Even if I don’t see them as friends, I thought they were at least collaborators!”

Carafald, once a follower of Lancart but more dearly attached, reacted furiously to Shiati’s rise. Carofald cried out, completely forgetting that he longed for and feared Lancart’s magic.

“Everyone help me! I can’t stand that son of a bitch unless I give him a shot!”

“Stay there. flaw. Compared to having your arm cut off, this is nothing.”

Siati, who was panting while holding on to Carafald, repeated in a voice that seemed to break.

“What I just went through is what we all will go through. It’s nice that everyone gets used to it. neither the military nor anyone else. They won’t even care, let alone… help us.”

The children bowed their heads pitifully.

There is no possibility that they can overcome the hardships that will come in the future, who cannot handle even one Lancart.

Even the colonel, who had been overcome just a moment ago, was barely repulsed after prepared traps and 15 brave sacrifices… if the military used its strength properly. The hundred and thirty students who are like lottery tickets will be uprooted like weeds and thrown away like garbage.

someone shouted

“Fuck…! What did I do wrong!”

The exhilaration subsides and only resentment remains. In the excitement of battle, the forgotten pain and sorrow returned, the momentary sparks extinguished, and darkness set in.

they’ve lost their way Even wasting time cannot be their escape. Because another enemy force with the name of a rescue ship is approaching every minute.

Everyone lost their way, lost their way, lost their hope and will. I just swallow my anger inside. In the meantime, I hope that someone will light the way.

If the prestige of the Celestial Church had been spread here, they would have prayed to God. Please save me from this ordeal and lead me to heaven.

But there is no heaven or hell in this world. Death is the simplest end imaginable.

Heaven or hell Faith processed to be easy to eat is artificial. If it is artificial, it is nothing more than a lie imitated. The best is nothing more than something that has been kept in the body and excreted only the bad.

“Fall into hell…”

But I have to respond to that wish.

In the midst of losing even hope, no one can think of the way, and only earnest hope settles in the heart.

I put the cold whistle into my mouth.

The salvage boat lost its time in a pile of flotsam.

There are definitely traces of staying here, but the children were nowhere to be seen. However, judging from the traces, it seems that they were attacked by beasts and engaged in fierce battles. There were bloodstains all over the place, and there were traces of something heavy being dragged to the riverside.

In the meantime, someone who recognized the sword mark on the tree carefully pointed it out. There are traces of Bishop Nicholas wielding a knife. The opponent is an organized mass of regular soldiers, probably like students.

The instructors were confused, but soon became indignant and hurried the search.

Nicholas has no reason to attack children in the backcountry, but children have reasons to attack him.

The trainees who participated in the graduation practice were failures whose 2nd level was confirmed and eliminated from the competition. The instructors judged that they must have been threatening or attacking their senior officer, Huey or Instructor Nicholas, with resentment.

In any case, the need to hasten the search increased. The rescue team was divided into a camp search team and a downstream search team. A corner of the piled flotsam had collapsed, so the possibility that it had gone downriver was also considered.

That was when the rescue boat went down the river. Upon reaching the downstream garrison, we obtained sighting information. The story was that the children, divided into several rafts, passed the garrison and went downriver to the city.

I couldn’t complain about why I didn’t catch them. It wasn’t Instructor Nicholas, and the secondary school instructors were lower in rank than the garrison commanders. It was also something inside Hameln that had nothing to do with the garrison.

It was the time when the saluting instructors were about to go further downstream.

“But did you give any other strange orders? They were rowing and singing a school song…”

There was a great uproar on the lower side of the Hameln River.

Although the Hameln River is not a very large river, it was a good area for people to live. In particular, the narrower the river, the safer it was because there were fewer cases where the fearful sea monsters came up against the water.

A series of groups floated down that river. They were children divided into several large rafts.

– Hall of learning in a low garden. O Hameln’s bosom.

A song sung by hoarse children tearing their vocal cords to the sound of a whistle. It was a more terrible scream than any other desperate scream. Citizens frowned and turned their heads toward the riverside.

-Burning blood and sweat to defeat the enemies…

Onlookers flocked to the riverside with displeasure and curiosity. It was time they wondered if the instructor with a bad taste had given a strange order.

beep – beep.

A strange thing happened when the boy on the frontmost raft blew his whistle.

The children who were rowing got up. They looked at each other once, then held each other’s hands and headed for the edge of the raft. Still singing with my mouth.

-Dedicated to advancing for a brilliant country…

A raft is a raft no matter how big it is. It seems difficult to balance, let alone walk on top. Nonetheless, the children held each other and calmly took off their hard boots on top of the shaking raft. Bare feet landed on the rough log.

someone moaned. They weren’t children. Because they were still singing.

One of the spectators, who had a lot of bad imagination, let out a hearty laugh. Even so, that imagination was too unrealistic.

How could there be so many people…

The river with water mist rising was giving off a mysterious atmosphere. The cool sound of water flows out of the blurry vision. The wind hitting my face was cold.

-Forward… Forward….

While singing the chorus, the children held hands and moved forward. edge of the raft. If you take one more step, you will come to the place where you will step on soft water instead of a hard log.

Only then did the audience, realizing that something was ominous, hurriedly shouted something. However, it is not transmitted to children who are singing.

The sunlight filtering through the fog at dawn shines through the water of the river. Because the current is rough, there is no light directed towards them, so the children’s faces are not reflected on the surface of the water.

But it didn’t matter. If you turn your head right next to each other, there are similar faces.

So the children sing the last verse to each other.

-To the future of the military….

It sank down into the cold, deep river.

Then the song stopped.

-The headquarters informs the Hameln Secondary Military School. Find out the truth and report it as soon as possible. Search and interrogate survivors to uncover their intentions.

emergency. emergency. Get the full story as quickly as possible. The headquarters also conducted an independent investigation…

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-Correction.

From this point on, the 5th level information control is activated.

Control Hameln.

I repeat. Control Hameln.