Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 236

EP.236 I saw that,

at first, the resistance was a kingdom revival army led by local lords. At that time, they had the energy, courage, and spirit. He also had the ambition to become the kingdom’s savior, so he didn’t even need blood relatives from the royal family to fight back.

But too much time has passed. The military has consolidated its power based on a systematic system. In the civil war that followed, he won a series of victories. The resistance, whose mindset did not deviate from the level of the old kingdom, was gradually pushed back and was completely defeated and hid in a corner.

It was around that time that the Resistance brought the princess. Without a central point, they would collapse on their own, so they tried to unite around the princess.

The princess accepted that fate, but as much as they did not respect her, the princess did not believe in the Resistance. The princess couldn’t coexist with the military anyway, so the only way was to follow her duties.

However, the Resistance did not just collapse. There were also positive factors.

In the wake of the Hameln incident, a large number of young people who were abandoned by the military joined the resistance. Thanks to that, a new wind was blowing in the resistance… but that was the life of a terminally ill person who forcibly sewed up his limbs that didn’t fit.

Knights, who were the power of the old era, and young men who resisted unjust power couldn’t get along well.

The knights regard the young as their own squire or enlisted men. If this country is toppled, he will take it under his command, thinking that even that alone will be a reward.

In contrast, young people never dreamed of restoring the monarchy. Their goal is the realization of a better ideal or endless revenge and struggle. Either improve it or completely destroy it. I’m aiming for one of the two.

do not understand each other Right now, they are just gathering under the goal of overthrowing the military. Being born, being born, and seeing are opposites.

Amidst the chaos, the princess, nominally the representative of the resistance… did not hate the military.

Shiati happily watched the conversation between the princess and the regressor. She was genuinely enjoying herself, but the first reason was that it was admirable that the princess she was close to spoke courageously. The second reason was that I got important information thanks to him.

Shiati quietly listened to the story and gathered the necessary information.

command center. A corner of the headquarters. Twenty-six communications soldiers.

‘If you’re a communications soldier, you’ll definitely be with that damn surveillance golem. If you’re a communications soldier who delivers commands from the headquarters, you won’t be exposed to the outside world often. Because going through the golem is efficient. So it’s more reasonable to think that it’s in a remote area rather than the central part.’

Shiati’s thought circuit, which was full of hatred, was in a state of abnormal development in the field related to military hunting. Like a predator that smells blood and reads the state of its prey, it pinpoints weaknesses almost accurately with a handful of information.

‘Since they use golems, there shouldn’t be anything special in terms of power. There are many golems, but each person can handle dozens of golems. The total number of signalmen will be quite small. Twenty-six must be a number that can never be ignored… If they are all killed, will the damage to the military be covered?’

And he exuded a vicious murderous intent.

Historia, who read the murder intent up close, hardened her face.

“…Siaty. stop.”

“stop? what?”

“Don’t increase the number of innocent victims. If the communications soldier was pitiful, he was pitiful, not better children.”

Shiati narrowed her eyes. Shiati, who couldn’t believe that such a sound came out of General Yuk’s mouth, immediately grabbed the boat and burst into laughter.

“Aha! Ahaha! You are a great saint! No way no way! I never thought you would say such a thing!”

Even in front of that maddening smile, Historia did not avert her gaze. Shiati smiled and shook her head.

“No, Historia. It doesn’t matter if the signalmen are pitiful or not. none at all. I mean, it doesn’t matter! It doesn’t matter how important they are to the military, how big a blow it will be, and whether I can do it!”

“The princess seems to be thinking of talking to them. Are you going to disregard your master’s wishes?”

“Princess Yerien is not my lord. friend. A friend with a lot of difference in rank, just like you and me!”

Shiati sat down beside Historia and pointed at the princess. A girl with light pink hair that warms your heart just by looking at it.

However, unlike her fragile appearance, the princess’s eyes contained an unwavering determination. Shiati looked at her enviously.

“Isn’t our princess quite right? I grew up very strong. It’s not a flower in the greenhouse, but it’s not a weed like me. kick kick. Sometimes I realize that the seeds are really different!”

Historia also sympathized with those words. Even though they haven’t experienced each other’s kingdom, if grace and booties are leaking out, it means that that atmosphere is innate.

The complete opposite of her wild and violent nature.

Even if you think about the resistance of the resistance while being the representative of the resistance, how contrary to Historia, who is suspicious of the military as a general.

If there is an existence that is the opposite of the world, it would be the princess and Historia….

“They are very similar. We were born with something and had a chance to shake off each other, but we couldn’t be swept away by recognition… How ironic is that?”

“what?”

Shiati didn’t explain further. He just looked at the princess with slightly sunken eyes.

“But the princess is the princess and I am me. We walk towards the same place, but the goals we want to achieve are different. Maybe we won’t interfere with each other. You just have to kill them all after talking through the signalman, right? I can wait that long!”

“Don’t repeat the tragedy. A tragedy like that of Hameln is enough once.”

“once? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Historia.”

Shiati twisted her lips and smiled. At the same time, the prosthetic arm that came out of nowhere grabbed Historia’s chin and twisted it. The two glared at each other from a close distance, almost touching the tips of their noses.

“The tragedy is not over yet. So it’s still number one for me. It is in full swing.”

“…It’s time to give up. How many times have I closed my eyes to you? If you did that much.”

“Didn’t you kill me then? It’s like this because I didn’t kill him.”

kick kick. Shiati, who let out a dry laugh like a cough, said with a faint smile.

“I won’t die until I destroy the military, but if you kill me, I’ll be satisfied. If you leave the biggest scar on your heart, that will also destroy the military.”

“Do you think I will listen to you?”

“Aren’t you going to kill me? Kick Then come to the resistance! Yukjangseong was actually a resistance. Best case scenario!”

“I have no intention of becoming a terrorist like you.”

“Who wants to follow me? Not weeds, but only ideals, follow the lofty princess! Wouldn’t it be best for an idealist to be around the same idealist? You’re not loyal to the military anyway…!”

“shut up!”

Historia shouted, but Shiati still smiled. Historia, who had been glaring at her as if she were going to pierce her, jumped up and shook off Shiati even while tied up. She strode toward me with her sharp eyes.

“day off. take me too Even the place where the princess meets alone with the headquarters.”

Embarrassed by the sudden request, I blinked my eyes.

Historia is carnivorous. He is one of the few hostages of value to the military. Originally, the plan was to pretend to be a hostage and throw it in a corner, but the plan was postponed and postponed, eventually putting it in danger of being scrapped.

That’s why I should have used the plan I made at that time.

“Until there, I will follow you. I will swear not to resist, so it’s okay to untie it or leave it tied, so take me with you.”

I asked carefully.

“why? Face the headquarters directly and betray if you don’t want to?”

“It is not a betrayal. will act This time, with my own will.”

Shiati’s sneer was heard from behind. The result of the tragedy that was once late was still catching up with Historia.

To get rid of that, Historia begged me with firm determination.

“I don’t regret it like I did back then. It’s not too late. I will see everything with my own two eyes and judge for myself.”

[…they seem to be adding more and more. Hey, what should I do with this?]

Tyr, who went into the coffin to conserve his strength, murmured as he let out a sigh. I answered with a shrug.

“I agree with that, but the more power, the better. It won’t be much of a problem.”

[How come only girls are increasing? The space is also small, so I’m worried that we might just be shoulder to shoulder with

each other .]

In the midst of worrying about public morals, you don’t even care about fighting the country. Is this the mindset of a vampire who has been in conflict with Seonghwangcheong for over a thousand years? Conflict with the country is a daily occurrence. It’s amazing.

Tyr showed no signs of nervousness in the battle that was about to take place. The other side seemed more concerned.

[Look at that. Isn’t honey dripping from the eyes of the princess looking at Shay? On the other hand, Shay’s eyes are very plain.]

At the place where Tyr clicked his tongue and pointed, the princess glanced at the regressor and kept talking about something.

“I feel strange. Actually, men are a bit difficult because I was strictly educated. But I just feel comfortable with you.”

“Ah, that’s… uh.”

‘Because I’m actually dressing up as a man. yes. ok I don’t want to change my impression again and warn you…’

That’s the original sin. From the moment you decided to dress up as a man from the beginning, you must have put the first button wrong. This episode, just live as a man.

Tyr murmured faintly.

[Whoa. Every time I see that, my heart gets stuffy and my throat chokes. Shay likes men, but how could a child called a princess harbor unrequited affection…]

…Definitely. It’s okay to like men, and it’s okay to feel unrequited.

Should be misunderstood, anyway, that misunderstanding is the regressor’s fault. It’s like a bad man or a bad woman.

“wait for a sec. Where do you feel like you’re framing me?”

Only by sharpening useless senses.

Surrounded by darkness so that the conversation would not be transmitted, Tyr spoke as if he had suddenly remembered.

[Anyway, that’s surprising. From what I’ve seen, I thought Shay would decline Princess Denis’ offer to avoid taking on troublesome tasks.]

“I agree, but… Mr. Shay. He’s oddly kind to a few specific people.”

The regressor has a formidable sociability that accepts anything crookedly and makes his words tick like flint, but he tends to be infinitely generous with those he became friends with in previous rounds.

In fact, in the bottomless pit, he approached Tyrkanjaka, the strongest vampire, from the beginning without any warning. He was also the first to come forward when something happened to her.

If the princess was added, it would be more, not less.

[Hugh, aren’t you overly suspicious of each and every one of your actions?]

“Perhaps it’s to meet the total amount of patience, but for some people, it’s even more coldhearted. I guess I was a few of them. it’s unfortunate it’s unfortunate How am I?”

[That’s right. Where do you say that you are so trustworthy?]

Huh? Didn’t Tyr say he was suspicious when he first saw me?

[It’s more capricious than a new lady. How does his attitude change so much?]

“If I knew, I would have used it first. I don’t know.”

Actually I know. I know, but I just can’t follow. In order to do that, you have to go back to the previous round and build a relationship of trust.

Well, I said this as if I was complaining, but from the point of view of a regressor, it must have been a natural action. It’s because I couldn’t read the memory of the previous episode. The regressor must have experienced all kinds of things while going through his own incident in the previous episode.

No matter how new the episode begins, the memories and experiences of that time are still the same, so the intimacy level is bound to be different.

“By the way, is it okay for Tyr to help us? The military is a country in conflict with Seonghwangcheong, but isn’t it losing an ally?”

[Since when did the human country become an ally of vampires? While I lived, I saw a country that fought against the Seonghwangcheong, but I did not see a country that was allied with us. At most, it was all about the non-aggression pact.]

“Isn’t it a bit burdensome to fight against the country alone?”

[She’s trying to save the world, aren’t you? Nothing bad will happen if I help with one hand.]

Tyr said kindly and opened the lid of the coffin slightly. Through the narrow gap, I met eyes with the vampire smiling softly.

[I support you. Even if the world abandons you, I will help you.]

Progenitor Tyrkanjaka’s sincere declaration. reliable. No doubt about it, I was mind-reading to better understand the emotion.

‘Then, if you are in a position to be pursued with a big chuckle with the country. Because each other is the only place to lean on. From then on, like it or not, we will continue to be together. Isn’t that romantic?’

huh? what else does that mean What is romance in the life of a fugitive? Only barbarism.

Oh wait. Is it possible that Tyr continues to support me or the regressor’s last step or help me do just what I want…

“Tir. Are you going to completely destroy it in this headquarters raid, or are you going to give it a good run?”

Tyr replied as if it were natural.

[What will destruction and chaos do to the world? Let’s just give a stern warning and run away. It is an irresponsible act to manipulate a country and its fate.]

“But aren’t the rest of us going to pursue me?”

[Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.]

‘Long enough.’

Sweat broke out on my back. Maybe I was the one who fell into a trap without anyone noticing.