Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 277

EP.278 A blessed country, a cursed human – 1

The appearance of an angel was too noisy.

It appeared with a dazzling light and threw a person lightly. Not even an ordinary person. Historia is the strongest general who can change the situation of the war with her single body.

However, Historia’s body is no different from a leather ball in the face of far-off strength. Historia’s body created strong winds even inside the windowless module. The standing golems collapsed all at once, and Historia rolled over and crashed into a wall while wads of paper fluttered.

Aimeder, who showed overwhelming majesty, landed softly like a feather in front of the communications soldiers.

Signal soldiers belatedly tried to grasp the situation. After unleashing unique magic with each other, they quickly exchanged opinions.

‘Eimeder? Aimeder wasn’t summoned in Hana Module Eye…?’

‘Are you Aimeder from another module?’

‘I object. There is no module that can control and observe Aimeder at the coordinates of the center of the inner circle. It is outside the effective range.’

‘Be careful. That look doesn’t fit Aimeder’s standards. Possibility of defectiveness…’

『To dare to judge right from wrong. It is disrespectful.』

A remark that apparently read their communication. The communication soldiers who realized this all shut their mouths and stopped communication.

In the meantime, Aimeder folded his wings that emitted starlight one by one and looked down at them.

『As expected, things made by humans are imperfect. Even if you put it in a box and pamper it, it will eventually reach out. No matter how similar they are, they don’t become the same.”

Aimeder, who had appeared so far, had a monotonous conversation like a telecommunicationsman. He conveyed the information and completed the given mission, but showed no other intentions. It was more like an object or system than an angel.

But the winged angel in front of us now was different. “The real Eimeder,” he lamented in a solemn and overbearing tone, like a lion descending from the lofty heavens.

『It’s a pity, it’s a pity…』

“Communication disease? No different!”

“The voice of the military…?”

Hearing the lamentation, the signal soldiers hesitantly withdrew, looking at each other like children caught doing bad things. As we tried to get away from Aimeder all at once, it was natural that I and Aimeder were alone in a fence made of crowds.

no, there was one more.

Captain Abbey, who had just been released from IA’s bondage and found freedom, stumbled like a newborn. He looked like he was about to collapse at any moment, but Captain Abbey finally stood alone and murmured while exhaling.

“Uel…?”

Life returned to Captain Abbey’s eyes. Now, he moves and speaks entirely of his own will. But the timing is bad.

The angel of judgment descended at the point of finding freedom. How can fate be so cruel?

『The work that was the closest to success… the only result I was closely watching by the military has now been mercilessly polluted.』

“Communication soldier Yuel. Is that correct? Why are you…?”

『If there were no problems with you, the main officer would have existed as a mere communications soldier. As a resident of a solitary room, I would have lived with you. One.”

Aimeder lamented over and over again.

It’s just that, and each of the downy hairs stand on bristle. A rising fear engulfs the whole body. My life and death depend solely on the will of the other side. Like an ant in front of an elephant, I just want that other side to be indifferent to me.

『The invasion of this country by the rejected barbarians is a great setback in human history. This can never be left unattended.』

But it can’t be that bad. I’ll bump into you somehow

“I will personally set everything straight.”

My body feels heavy. Breathing is also difficult. The light must have no weight, but the part touched by the light seems to be submerged in water. I felt this level of momentum only when I met Tyr alone in the bottomless pit.

What’s more problematic here. Unlike Tyr, who was indifferent to me, that angel… is 100% my enemy.

“I thought there might be something hidden, but… Hey. He hid a real angel in a steel box.”

It wasn’t until after I spoke that I noticed that my voice was shaking. A visceral fear gripped my body and shook me.

never to fight The angel in front of you is a being that can take your life. Instinct guarantees what you have noticed with your head. A dramatic agreement of instinct and reason was reached.

The real ‘Eimeder’ is stronger and more dangerous than any opponent I’ve ever met.

Especially in terms of not being able to read thoughts.

That angel borrowed IA’s body, but it only spoke and acted using IA’s body as a tool, not its main body. To put it bluntly, he manifested using a human body as a golem. I can’t fathom what he was thinking and what his intentions were.

“ha. It’s a mountain beyond a mountain. I thought it would be okay if I left most of the six generals, but why are more and more difficult opponents appearing…” I

had a bad impression from the first time I met this goddamn country.

A soldier is like a machine that follows orders. Schools are also cut like a knife according to the set curriculum and evaluation standards. The authority granted to each individual was small and the scope was narrow, so there was no room for mind readers to penetrate. Mind readers can’t even read the heart of a country.

An inhuman country and military power where there is no room for mind readers to play an active role.

In the meantime, I broke through all the six castles and infiltrated, and the last one is an angel? It’s terrible. As if it was made to snipe me…

Ah. maybe that’s it

“no. Should I think the other way around?”

This country itself was created to snip me…! I wasn’t narcissistic enough to say that. I just realized the essential question.

Finally, there was someone who could solve the question in front of me.

“This country is thoroughly rejecting humans. tuberculosis. Did you deliberately exclude humans from the time you created this country?”

Aimeder looked at me for a moment without speaking. It’s clear he’s thinking something, but unfortunately he can’t read his thoughts right now.

No, not ‘now’. From the beginning I couldn’t read the mind of this country.

Because the military is not human.

『The military is not a human being.』

Are you a mind reader? What if I just say what I think?

“If the military is not human, then you are not the military.”

Aimeder was not swayed by my pace. Just like a drug dealer who annoys the audience, Aimeder sighed and said, amidst the suffocating tension.

“The country is more important than the people. The law takes precedence over life. Justice is more honorable than arbitrariness. The ideal precedes the phenomenon.”

“Is it the age-old monarchy? These days, angels seem to give lectures for free.”

Despite my sarcasm, Aimeder didn’t care and continued talking.

“Gods are greater than humans. Even if it is a king

. ” Can you explain it in a way that even an atheist can understand?”

No answer. Instead, the feeling of heaviness that weighs down the body is added.

Awesome. This is not a match for words. It seems fanaticism is more than that. I should prepare slowly.

Fortunately, I can read IA’s thoughts.

Isn’t the IA being manipulated? right. She is now no different from a golem. He is giving his body to Aimeder while unleashing his unique magic.

However, unlike golems, IAs are human. Just like a golem expert who glanced at it and guessed what was broken like a ghost, I could read it if it was a human body.

in short.

Although you won’t notice it until right before the attack.

If you start an attack and your body moves. read the moment

『…Go away, Yaman! Just like when I was kicked out in the first year!]

Just like now!

Along with Ilgal, Aimeder was shot like a ray of light. At about the same time, I read and shouted.

“Captain Pip! Get out of the way!”

Pushing Captain Abbey with my feet violently, I pulled a wide cloth from the deck of cards like a sword from a scabbard.

Diamond Queen, Queen of Cloth. A thick cloth that protected Tyr from countless lights.

If you unfold it with the back facing out, it’s a blackout… but if you turn it inside out!

“Reflection of the rainbow!”

A thick cloth suddenly stretched between me and Aimeder. It is a mirror to Aimeder and a blackout to me. It is a cloth that is different inside and outside. My vision was blocked, and the sword made of light collided with the mirror. The periphery of the field of vision covered by the blackout screen flashed like lightning.

haha. I would have died long ago if it hadn’t been a shame because I secretly converted my pension in advance.

Well…

even now, I haven’t really blocked it yet.

[It’s insignificant.]

With a cool voice, the blackout curtain hollowed out. From my side, it looked like the Queen of Heaven was coming to strike me.

Any fabric as strong as the queen of cloth has its own stopping power. Seriously, he prides himself on being able to deflect arrows and bullets. In fact, Ahji bit it in her mouth and threw it all out.

But the strength of an angel goes beyond arrows and bullets. It was the kind that I was sorry to dare to compare.

A hand that had pierced through the blackout screen and came out of nowhere hit my stomach.

The first thing I felt pain was my head. I felt a tingling sensation in my head that I couldn’t keep up with because my torso was suddenly pushed back.

oh it’s messed up

If this is already enough… How much does your stomach hurt?

My head is dizzy from spinning round and round. It feels like I’m falling backwards rather than flying. If you hit it like this, even your bones won’t be healthy.

However, there was no shock as expected. Instead of a hard wall, something soft wrapped around my back, and I felt a shock as if it had been filtered through a few papers. Historia picked me up and hit the wall instead.

“day off! are you okay?”

Whoa. I lived thanks Human attacks can roughly predict where they will hit, so they can dodge or dodge them, but it’s difficult to fall or hit a wall because you don’t know what will happen.

I groaned in the sense that it was okay.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh … I haven’t been able to fit my mother’s mother ….”

“It’s okay.”

It was well communicated to Historia. Historia recklessly pushed me back. Still unable to recover from the shock, I rolled backwards.

However, it was difficult to argue, because an angel with spread wings was trudging forward.

If I were to pursue it, the time when Historia caught me would have been an opportunity, but Aimeder didn’t. Instead of spreading her wings and chasing her, she lamented once more, keeping Historia in her eyes.