Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

EP.275 The Country of Steel and Faceless People – 16

Captain Abbey, whom I met after a long time, looked worse than before. The way he looked at me with a hard face without any humanity was not as lively as the golems I had seen.

Captain Abbey answered dryly.

『The main building is Captain Ivy, a military communications officer.』

‘Yes. me too. I’m really… glad to see you again.’

Her words were hard, but the words that came from her thoughts were different. I guess it’s because of the unique magic.

Of course, it wasn’t a serious problem for me, who reads thoughts, so I continued the conversation while moderately letting go of the words that came out of my mouth.

“Ivy? What happened to make it like this?”

『I was called to the Inner Circle Command to check for mental contamination. On the way, your terror called Hughes Hameln’s Pied Piper occurred, and in the process, you interfered with the judgment of the signalman, your name was taken away, and you were temporarily assigned to the Inner Circle Communications Headquarters.” ‘I want to ask you

. The head office has already made up its mind, but what are your thoughts on how you came here? Even though he was the one who caused the Hameln Incident, did he come back to the Inner Circle without running away? Didn’t you get hurt while running away?’

“It was eventful while I was away for a while. He was more powerful than I thought. Captain Abbey… Wasn’t it Captain Ivy? Wasn’t it the captain who spoke then?”

『Yes.』

“It was somewhat similar. Why did you change your name?”

‘I didn’t want to change. I didn’t want to lose Abbie. Because you remember me as Ab.’

The captain’s thoughts came first, followed later by sounds like an echo.

『As you may have guessed, the title of the signalman is an identification name. There is no significance other than distinction in the name of the main building.]

‘I will be remembered as AB by you. If I’m talking to you through a golem, then I must be Abby. Otherwise, you won’t know who I am.’

“But you don’t mind me calling you Captain Peep, do you? Because that’s what I call it.”

『…!』

The military is trying to control all humans. Not everyone will be happy if they just follow the orders of the military, but they can live without any guilt or responsibility.

However, there are still criminals in the military. It’s only cute compared to other countries, but compared to the harshness of the military country, it’s a lot. Even the majority of them are petty criminals. They take pleasure in flying together and commit unnecessary crimes despite knowing the fears of the military.

In a word, the military is not perfect either.

Of course. The people who created this army must also be human.

Captain Abbey, whom this signalman in front of me has grown attached to his name, proves it.

“Captain Pip.”

[The main building is…]

Captain Abbey stumbled as if it was broken. I reached out.

I can’t see it in the eyes of others, but I can see it in my own eyes. Pretending that I couldn’t see the vine, I affectionately put my hand on the captain’s shoulder.

“Look at that stiff shoulder. Didn’t you exercise?”

When I touched the morning glory vine that was wrapping around my shoulder, it began to crumble like leaves that had dried up over decades. Captain Abbey stuttered.

『That affirmation.』

“How long are you going to live like that? If you are going to work in the corner of your room, you should at least take care of yourself properly.”

『The head office works through the golem. There is no reason to do such maintenance.

” Body maintenance is golem maintenance. The more flexible Captain Pip’s body becomes, the more things he can do with the golem, right?”

『…I have no reason to listen to you, and I have no obligation to follow you!

』 In other words, if you get the difference, the alignment is broken. During the few days I spent with Captain Abbey, I had prepared all sorts of stimuli to feel life.

If the military is a single body, the communications soldier is the nerve.

And it is the neurotoxin that causes the most lethal damage in the smallest amount.

“It is a futile attempt. She is a signalman and a soldier loyal to the military. Also, she is under the control of the current module. Our communication with you is limited.”

IA intervened.

Even as I say that, I feel uneasy for no reason. Do I instinctively know that I am pouring poison?

I said with a snort.

“Don’t interfere. I’m going to destroy the communicator in my own way.”

“Revenge against the military? However, as you have stated yourself, attacking the signalman is pointless. She was commissioned after the incident in Hameln, and in the first place, the signalman had nothing to do with Hamelin’s case other than intelligence control!”

I ignored IA’s words and ran a hand through Captain Abbey’s hair. The vines that adorned her blonde hair caught on her fingers. Of course my fingers passed through the vines like mist. Because the material could not be involved in the imagery.

‘To break the tune? Hana yummado is the embodiment of imagery. Influencing the image of others is impossible unless you have the same sympathy, and even that is just passing on memories or information…’

That’s right. Matter cannot be involved in imagery.

But my hand can reach Captain Abbey’s heart.

Vines break. The leaves dry out. flowers wither

The morning glory was crushed every time we talked or touched each other a little bit. The petals, which used to show off their pitiful purple color, wither, and the fragile stems, which can only rise if you lean on something with your head down, are severed.

‘A unique mage?!’

IA was startled.

‘According to my memories, Ivy only had contact with the Pied Piper for a week! In the meantime, you broke the unique magic?!’

The IA, realizing that my actions were unraveling Captain Abbey, exclaimed urgently.

“Is this your revenge? It makes no sense!”

“How are you? There are no meaningful things in the world anyway.”

The meaning of any action is only given by humans.

so you can do anything It’s up to you what meaning you attach to it.

So, did all the audience gather?

Almost all the communications soldiers locked in the room came out. Although their appearances were different, they had wide eyes, an awkward gait like someone who had been lying down for a long time, and white skin as if they had never seen sunlight.

They got their freedom, but they don’t appreciate it. On the contrary, the fact that he defiantly raised his eyes is a way of criticizing him for calling him out.

It’s natural that the communications soldier is locked up. Because you shouldn’t show your face to anyone. because it is a duty

While everyone was thinking the same thing, IA, who became more energetic in sympathy with him, shouted even more sharply.

“Correspondents, if you intend to mind-contaminate, give up. I warn you. In the case of being unable to work due to mental contamination or other reasons. That communicator is scrapped! Your actions only make her more dangerous…”

“I won’t listen to you any more!”

I strode over to IA and slapped him on the cheek. A refreshing sound rang out and IA’s face turned around.

Although it was extremely painful, the blow was inflicted by spreading the palm and widening the contact surface as much as possible so as not to damage the face. In addition, the effect was doubled because it was a surprise attack.

The easiest way to traumatize a person is to shock them physically.

“how…! Can you say something like trash?!”

yet again. Since I hit the left side earlier, I hit the left one more time.

Having knocked down IA with just a slap, I stood in front of her and shouted with a huff.

“Are you a colleague?! Even though it’s only been a few days, they’re colleagues of the same age, of the same rank, and in the same situation! You guys, don’t order the disposal!”

“…?! what is that?”

don’t let me think Over there, IA is speaking as a representative, but 25 people are together, and they are backed up by nearly 500 communication soldiers.

In contrast, I am alone.

To contaminate all of this…

“I hope Captain Abbey dies?! do you want that?”

IA staggered to her feet and replied.

“no. Her talent is extremely rare among communications soldiers. Destroying her is a significant loss for the military.”

“Is that all? colleague! In the end, you say you’re scrapping your teammates at will, but do you think that’s okay? Sadness Loss or Pity! Do you not have those feelings?”

“Such emotions are not allowed to a signalman.”

“It’s okay and go to sleep…!”

When I shout like I’m furious

Historia, who had just broken through the door of the last room, called me with a hard face.

“day off. Here…”

“Why?”

“A communication soldier…”

Historia can’t bear to say what she saw. I fixed my face and approached.

“What’s going on?”

“…The signalman is down.”

“what? Get me out of here at once!”

Historia nodded and pulled out the entire cot with one hand. The iron frame scratched against the wall and made a loud noise.

oh that wasn’t what i was thinking I thought that Historia would come out with the signal soldier in a cool way.

I got it out anyway. I approached the signalman who was lying on top of him and was breathing heavily. Communication soldier Z in the last room passed out without even being conscious.

Historia looked at the condition of the lying messenger and said.

“I have a fever and my breathing is rapid. Could it be a cold?”

“no. Judging by the symptoms, this is a fluke. I got sick because I became a sacrifice to summon the angels of the kingdom.”

“God down? sacrifice…?”

“okay. Aimeder. Guardian angel of the military. Isn’t it possible that a powerful being on the level of a sex leader can be summoned without any cost? Of course you will need a sacrifice.”

As I said that, I glanced at X and Y. Unlike the other signal soldiers, their complexions were particularly pale. Anyone could see that the color of the disease was obvious.

“wait for a sec. If it’s a sacrifice, you mean he killed himself…?”

“It’s usually like that, but the military seems to have developed a very efficient method again. There is no need to end your life.”

Mmm. Is it time to write this? It’s so precious that it would be a shame to write it to me, but I can’t help it.

He waved his hand and unfolded the card. The card to be drawn this time is a heart.

Unlike magical clovers and diamonds that turn into weapons, hearts are only for one use. It is a valuable item that should never be used unless it is an emergency.

But if you save it, will it be more than shit? now is the time to die I put the necessary heart card between my fingers.

“Looks like they dispersed the risk with synchronization magic. These are many and one. Even the cost of calling an angel was dispersed… But that’s just that ”

Hearts are things that act directly on the human body. A drug that temporarily alters the body.

Heart 1 is blood… but Z is not anemic, so it’s not necessary. hmm. rather now.

He took out a 9, held it by one end, and swung it from side to side. At first, it was shaken normally, but as I waved with patience, a response gradually came.

A red heart shaped like a heart. The red paint, which should have been drawn as a painting, gradually began to glide along with my hand. It looked more like a liquid in a small bottle than a painting.

what is that

Fold the heart 9 with a slight crease in the middle. A red liquid leaked from the split heart flows along that vertical line. I folded the tip slightly to collect the liquid and showed it in front of everyone.

“This medicine can save this person. how is it? Aren’t they tempting?”

Of course, no one would accept the medicine given by a suspicious person. Especially if he was the one who just announced that he would destroy the military.

Y, who was closest to Z, asked sharply.

“Correspondent Izzet is currently incapacitated. If she has any business, the head office will take it on her behalf.”

“I’m trying to cure this person, but how are you going to replace him?”

“You mean therapy? Is there any guarantee that the drug can cure Ijet?”

“There are no guarantees, but I guarantee this one. All the medicines here are my own. If it wasn’t for that, there’d be no way to make it and carry it around in such a cumbersome way, right?”

arm and arm. Y’s eyes move back and forth along the card. Unlike the other telecommunications soldiers observing me, Y can’t take his eyes off the medicine.

“ruler. Decide. Looking at it anyway, I don’t think it’s going to be hard to get past today if I don’t use medicine. Will you let me die like this or will you take a little risk and give me this medicine?”

The signalmen looked at each other and nodded. They, too, were aware that Z was in danger.

If you don’t take the medicine, you will die anyway. If so, there is no reason not to use medicine when thinking rationally. That is the common judgment of communication soldiers.

…but only two. Only X and Y wanted to save Z purely.

Because the two lowest ranking here were also ‘used’ sacrifices to summon Aimeder. Compared to Z, the damage was less, but as a victim who felt the same pain, he felt a sense of identity.

“It’s just fine. I needed one person. Could you put this medicine in your mouth and feed it to the patient?”

“…You mean the main building?”

“yes. Looking at it now, I’m completely unconscious, so I’m afraid I’ll go into the airway. It’s stickier than you think, so if you’re not careful, it’ll block your airway.”

The trouble was short-lived. If that’s the way, there’s no reason not to follow it.

Communicationsman Y nodded and picked up the card I was handing over. I watched her and said a word.

“ah. right. The number of times we met an angel is three times in total. Who were the other two sacrifices?”

After a moment of flinching, Y said hesitantly.

“…Main building and communications officer IX.”

“Is it a strange coincidence? To think that the three people at the back would be sacrificed side by side.”

Although I said it like it was flowing, I subtly pointed out their cracks.

There is also a hierarchy in communication soldiers. The higher the conformity, the closer it is to A, and if it is inferior to it, it is gradually given a lower identification number. More valuable carriers are consumed last.

Of course, there are rational reasons for that. This is because high-ranking signal soldiers have strong synchronicity, so they can bear the cost of lower-ranking signal soldiers.

But knowing and accepting are two different things. Especially if it involves pain.

“There’s a reasonable reason for that…”

The moment IA was about to intervene, I jerked my head away and interrupted her in a terrifying voice.

“There is a patient! Quiet!”