Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 239

EP.239 How to become a black magician until you reach the age of 30…

The regressor observed Shiati closely and said.

“It’s black magic.”

The regressor’s assessment was correct.

Synchronize the gun barrel with your fingers. and break your fingers Then the gun barrel is also broken.

It’s similar to the voodoo doll’s curse, but different.

Voodoo dolls sympathize with dolls that are sacrificed to inflict harm on the other person’s body, but in the case of shiati, on the contrary, they sacrifice their own bodies and use them to destroy enemy weapons or equipment.

Since it’s once per finger, there is a fatal flaw that you can only use it ten times in total, but…

Oh my God. I just realized Since Shiati is one-armed, he can only use it five times! Black magic also discriminates against the handicapped. It’s so unfair!

‘I know that some of the Resistance have mastered black magic… but suddenly this is what makes me suspicious again. This is a useless suspicion.’

The regressor looked at me suspiciously.

“Hey, your friend seems to have mastered black magic. did you tell me?”

“What nonsense is this? Do you have a chin that I can tell you about? That’s what Ji learned.”

“where?”

“I don’t know where. But there’s nothing strange about it, right?”

I mumbled as I continued driving carefree.

“That’s the kind of magic that the military uses most of the time.”

“…that’s right.”

I’m glad I didn’t have to explain. Because he is a regressor who has experienced all kinds of things, he easily accepted my words.

The white horse carrying Shiati and the princess came back proudly. It was the appearance of an improvement general.

Unlike the princess who couldn’t smile because she was worried about her friend’s wounds, Shiati was smiling. It seemed that the pleasure from breaking the enemy’s gun barrel was several times greater than the pain of a broken finger. How did the scales in my heart become?

Well, since the balance weight is broken, you can use black magic, and you must be using black magic.

However, Historia’s expression, which was still tied up, was not good. As soon as the white horse returned, she jumped out of the luggage compartment and strode over the wagon.

These people walk on bare ground in a galloping carriage. Especially Historia you. A man tied to a rope doesn’t walk around like that. The rope is sad.

In any case, Historia frowned and glared at the glove of Shiati’s left hand and the little finger that must have been swollen hideously inside it.

“Siaty. four fingers.”

“Oh, you noticed!”

With a smile on her face, Shiati held out her gloved left hand and proudly replied.

“how is it. Historia? Am I of any use now? I’m not what I used to be. Even with this miserable body, if you use it like this, you can inflict even a small blow on the enemy. I am not as helpless as I was back then.”

“It’s black magic. stop. It will hurt you.”

At Historia’s appropriate advice, Shiati laughed and tilted her head.

“Is it okay for those words to come out of your mouth? Are you the one who is the sixth general of the military country?”

“…it doesn’t matter if I’m a succulent or not.”

“There is no relationship. Isn’t the military government in a position to swear at black magic? The magic ritual magic taught by the military is a type of black magic, right?”

Looking at Historia who kept her mouth shut, Shiati narrowed her eyes.

“Are you going to say you didn’t know, Historia?”

A magic formula magic created by Majang.

However, there are some doubts about this. Even before the appearance of the army, the magician was a sorcerer with no savvy enough to be unable to handle even one of his own magic.

How could such a magician create ritual magic?

An explanation about him flowed from Shiati’s mouth.

“If you use ritual magic, your body takes the price. It burns with fire magic and freezes or blows up with water magic. At least, even light magic has a problem with tanning the skin. In order to prevent this, we have no choice but to use magic weakly enough to bear the cost… or pass the cost on to a sacrifice worth it.”

The Majang, who had been searching for all kinds of knowledge to overcome the limits, found the answer in black magic. To be precise, he linked the black magic trick of paying the price for magic with his own magic.

What came out of that process was the ritual magic.

make the extraordinary ordinary. One of the seven inventions that laid the foundation for this country.

“I use my body as a price for magic. Ceremonial magic created by the military is… Ceremonial magic that is used by sacrificing one’s own body prepared for those without talent. It was processed in a way that greatly reduced the power and cost, but anyway, it is a kind of black magic that allows miracles that would be impossible for ordinary people in exchange for damage to the body.”

‘Thanks to that, it was easy to learn this black magic. The Kick Army did give me something.’

Magic is the manifestation of one’s own world. There is no concept of paying a price for the act of covering the world. At first, it consumes a resource called mana when it is released into the world, but once it is done, it is maintained by itself.

On the other hand, ritual magic that requires a price each time… It resembles black magic if you put it in detail.

What is that? Why did the Chimera Bean, which was created in the southern flood sea, have Chimera added to its name? The military state is a country built on taboos.

Historia passively defended the ritual magic.

“…different. Unlike ritual magic, black magic only hurts you and the other person. There must be strong grudge and hatred, so it gnaws at the user’s mind.”

“Whoa! Historia. are you worried about me The one who is a six-year-old is me, a resistance soldier? Then what do you say to me? Would you like to break the cannon instead?”

Shiati was trying to be sarcastic, but Historia nodded her head coldly. Thanks to that, Shiati was at a loss for words for a moment.

“General Yuk, the weapon of the military? Are you kidding me?”

“…If you take off your uniform anyway, no one will know. Not many people have met me face to face.”

“Well, just by looking at it, you would understand that some pervert who likes to be tied up is doing some eccentricity. That’s nonsense…”

Shiati was about to say no. The princess, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, hesitated, then closed her eyes and said.

“That Shiati! I’ll go with him next time! Shiati is resting in the back!”

‘It doesn’t matter if it’s black magic or whatever, but I’ll have to break my finger every time to get scarred…! If there’s a way to not get hurt, I’ll do it!’

Indeed, Historia’s words persuaded the princess. When she was betrayed by the princess she trusted, Shiati stunned and pressed her.

“princess? That’s sexism. It’s the middle of the military. A monster that can subdue the princess with its big toe even when tied up like that and slowly approach the enemy camp, what do you believe in?”

“Faith must be reciprocated with faith! I believe in his heart!”

“I told you. Unlike the princess, that one has no interest in the weak. Why don’t you rather trust the military? no. We cannot leave it to the enemy.”

Shiati stubbornly refused, but even the princess was not easy with her stubbornness. The princess leaned forward and pretended to listen to the white horse.

“yes? what did you say selfie? You don’t want to carry Shiati on your back anymore?”

The clever white horse, recognizing the master’s will, cried in response. The princess nodded with a groan and shouted at Shiati.

“They say they want to stop taking selfies and Siati! Right, selfie?”

hee hee!

The loyal horse accurately pointed out the intentions of its beautiful owner. Siati was dumbfounded at the third-rate play with the man-ma.

“for a moment. Princess…”

“I can’t hear you! Anyway, the next order is Historia Musketeer! You are going!”

Historia nodded firmly.

Does the ability to evade hostility make stubbornness work? Shiati had no choice against the stubborn princess. It was decided that Historia would go out next time.

“It’s an ambush on the other side of that hill!”

Just in time, a regressor who went out on a reconnaissance found an ambush unit. He said that an even bigger force and more cannons were targeting our automatic wagons from the high ground.

The scale was unusual, so a regressor tried to step out, but she is a multi-purpose final line of defense that can respond to any attack. It is better to run a detached unit than her.

It’s not because I’m dangerous. cancer.

After some scuffle, Historia and the princess decided to mobilize. The princess smiled vaguely as she glanced sideways at Historia, who was sitting cross-legged behind her.

‘Ahhh. Who was really concerned about Shiati’s body? It won’t do any harm…! Eight, don’t worry for nothing, Yerien! Originally, this kind of trust must be reciprocated with faith!’

The princess, who was firmly determined, greeted Historia softly.

“Ah ha ha. Please take good care of me, Chief…?”

“…just take me to the front.”

“yes! Sure! But wouldn’t it be dangerous to be tied up there? He’s a calm and calm kid who takes selfies, but if he runs with all his might…”

“Don’t worry, he can stand on his own two feet even when tied up.”

“It’s uphill, but if it shakes…”

“I’m very worried. Resistance leader. The person who was so worried was watching Shiati’s finger break every time?”

The princess, who was stabbed in the painful part, jumped up and down as if she had been hit by a whip.

“Sorry, I’ll be there soon!”

The princess spurred on. The white horse quickly reached top speed.

The white horse selfie was faster than an automatic carriage. The only thing to compare was our carriage, but with a bit of exaggeration, it seemed to be faster than the speed at dusk. Before we could get into the cannon’s line of fire, the white horse reached the vicinity of the enemy troops.

“Major General? How much further will we go?”

“that’s enough.”

As they approached, Historia, sitting with her legs crossed, slipped on her buttocks and fell to the ground. While running at full speed, Historia looked very unstable as she landed on the ground with both arms tied.

Kwadeuk.

Historia, with both feet planted on the ground, ran at the same speed she had been running from her horse. Even the selfie that had brought her was startling.

“What what!”

“A bound woman is attacking us…!”

“Were you not a prisoner? Stop it!”

However, even when tied up, it is flesh-growth. Historia stepped on the ground and ran out, stretching her long legs. She leaped over the tall rock and ran in a straight line toward the cannon.

Someone in an officer’s uniform drew a sword. It was a movement to block the approach of the enemy rather than attack. Historia kicked the handle with her tiptoe, twisted the trajectory in the air, and lightly touched her chin with her heel.

That’s all, the officer’s eyes became hazy, and soon he collapsed. Historia ran away before his head hit the ground.

“Don’t stop!”

Approaching the cannon in an instant, she turned around and kicked the cannon. Then something rather obvious happened. There was a roar, and the barrel of the cannon snapped to the side and rattled.

I looked at the scene calmly and said.

“Is it common sense to break the gun barrel with black magic or is it common sense to break the gun barrel with kicks?”

“It makes sense for drivers to look ahead! Stop watching and turn the steering wheel!”

The regressor’s answer was too common sense, so it wasn’t fun.

In the meantime, Historia neutralized the defending troops to a minimum, choosing only the cannons and destroying them. You don’t even have to lift a finger, you just break the cannon with your feet. The panicked soldiers turned their muzzles but could not keep up with her speed.

But is it because the goal was too obvious? Soldiers gathered to guard the last cannon. Among them, a skinny man in an officer’s uniform stood in front of Historia.

“That’s it!”

Historia hesitated for a moment as she blocked the movement with her body. The officer pointed the broad scimitar at Historia.

“What a skill…! From the outside, it looks like he’s only about the age of a musketeer in the military department!”

It was the most powerful attack Historia received today. As Historia staggered on her false legs, the officer saw her and exclaimed triumphantly.

“But no doubt! Compared to the incomparable genius, the director of Historia, your talent is nothing more than a thousand! The military is not formidable! Let Major Zeerant tell you that you can’t win with your arms tied!”

Major Zeerant stepped out with enthusiasm.

But it didn’t matter. Historia personally taught her body that if the opponent was the Great Wall, he could win even with his arms tied. The battle ended with the sword being slashed with the instep and kicked in the stomach of the major with that foot. It was a rather disappointing result.

“damn. I couldn’t protect it… I’m sorry…!”

The officer fainted at the end of those words. The soldiers with low morale took care of the officer and gnashed their teeth.

“The Major has been attacked!”

“Pervert child…! Are you showing off that you can win even while tied up!”

“Are you underestimating us…! Bad taste…!”

“Shit! If only we had sex growth!”

Historia seemed to have a lot to say, but couldn’t. After swallowing his words, he ran with his head bowed down, fearing that someone would recognize him, and kicked the cannon out of anger.

Yuk Jangseong’s anger was tremendous. The cannon, which the officer tried to protect, was mercilessly crushed, and the barrel fell off altogether.

The soldiers lost the will to resist at that tremendous majesty.

“…Hey, but doesn’t something resemble the warden? I think I’ve seen you from afar in the past.”

“What bottomless bullshit is that? The warden isn’t a pervert, and there’s no way he’ll attack us while tied up!”

“yes?”

And Historia lost the will to attack. Historia ran away, leaving the frightened soldiers alone. Not from enemies, but from shame and embarrassment.

Now, the legend of the mysterious high school girl who attacked them with a shirt tied with wind will come down in the military.