Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

EP.277 Ideology of the founding of a nation

Before S made an objection for the sake of objection, I took the lead first.

“ruler. If you say that, do you know what trick I played?”

“…the principal has the duty of proof.”

“Of course there is! Anyone can claim to be cheating. But you’re just talking and I changed the color of this card myself! At least point out how you changed it so your argument is meaningful!”

The biggest problem with signal soldiers is that they are inevitably rational. Stubbornly avoiding gaze is also an answer to my question.

“…Alchemy. You have changed your color with alchemy!”

Ding. perfect crap.

Because it was such a wrong reasoning, another communication soldier D, who was relatively more knowledgeable about alchemy, pointed it out without me having to say it.

“denial. Alchemy requires chanting and chanting alchemy. A moment ago, none of the three were available.”

“If it’s not that, it must have turned red because the card is a special type!”

D spoke calmly while dealing with his colleagues.

“Correspondent I.S. The logic is the same as before. Arguments like that are useless.”

“id! If that’s not a trick, what is it! Do you mean mystery?”

“The head office didn’t say that. I just pointed out the flaws in IS’ argument.”

“So, are you saying IS has a way to explain?”

“I have seen similar acts through ‘windows’. It is an act of hiding something that looks the same as something called a shabby rock and then hiding the original one. It must have been replaced with another card hidden somewhere, such as in the hem of the sleeve of the hand.”

This is what makes my head spin. It’s far from an answer, but it’s very desirable.

I spread my arms wide and shrugged my shoulders.

“I’ll give you a chance to prove it! Where would you like to check?”

“There is no reason to refuse.”

“Give me your card! Let me check that card myself!”

Several signalmen, including S and D, approached me. It’s a gaze that could dismantle me alive.

haha. If you don’t have a good eye, you won’t notice. It’s none other than my own blood that fills my 9 hearts right now.

I ran my finger across the edge of the card. An excellent magician can even cut his hand freely. He squeezed out the blood so as not to show it, and let it flow inside while pretending to blow it with his breath. A narrow gap is a perfect environment for liquid to permeate. My blood seeped into the card in an instant.

Even Tyr’s Blood Sculpture was used to the point where only a drop of blood was rolling… but no one here will notice that now.

It is worthwhile to invest my precious blood. Look, a naive communications soldier who knows nothing approaches a stranger naked with a pure desire for exploration.

D rummaging through my sleeves, S examining my cards with alchemy. M sneaking up to me and fiddling with my hands.

‘Stop…! It’s dangerous to touch like that…!’

And only IA, who was restrained by Historia, realized this danger.

‘He intends to mind-contaminate all signalmen! Arousing curiosity with deception and making them think for themselves!’

IA hurriedly unleashed his unique magic. A unique magic that entangles telecommunication soldiers close to the cobweb at once. I tried to calm my excitement with it and plant a sense of vigilance against me.

‘Correspondent ID! IS! You need to turn your attention away from him and keep your distance! If you heard the voice of the main building, repeat it!’

However, even though the web is shaken violently, there is no reverberation. IA’s heart became urgent at the situation she was experiencing for the first time.

‘Listen! Why can’t I hear the headmaster’s voice…!’

Because most of your powers are now being used to bind Captain Abbey.

IA soon realized that too. Surprised, IA checked her unique magic again. And then I was astonished.

The morning glory was pulling the spider’s web. A fragile stem that couldn’t rise unless it leaned on something snatched up the strong spider’s web.

‘Ivy! How are you!’

The face of Captain Abbey, who had been standing like a stone statue, turned. The two of them communicated without a word through the spider webs that connected each other.

‘Aye. You did everything you could to tie the modules together in order to bind the main building. The main officer has become unable to speak properly without your permission.’

If Captain Abbey is a multipurpose unique magic that can cover both long and short distances, IA is specialized in grouping large numbers of close ranges. That’s why it became A, representing module I. The most powerful sympathizer in this module.

But Captain Abbey was Aby from the start.

‘However, because of that, even your voice cannot reach the other signalmen. As long as the main building is holding on.’

‘Hold on…! How are you! After all, a morning glory will collapse if it has no place to lean on!’

‘I don’t need a place to lean on.’

Captain Abbey straightened his posture. Then, IA groaned as she felt the shock of being sucked into her mind. Even so, his voice was blocked by Historia’s hand, but her voice didn’t come out properly.

‘It’s a morning glory… no! You, not you!’

The tall sunflower stems stand firm. A spider’s web cannot bend a strong flower that looks at the sun.

‘The main building can stand alone. only exists. Rather, it weakened the interference with other communication soldiers. The principal may go against you.’

‘You who are the closest to A… have already become mentally polluted!’

IA shuddered. Mentally and physically, they ran amok, but with Captain Abbey’s mind and Historia’s body held tight, they couldn’t affect either side.

In an instant, IA was terrified. The feeling of being truly alone. And a sense of helplessness, as if the situation was out of hand.

‘It shouldn’t be like this! In this way, there is no point in taking on the module child…! I’d rather scrap the module before he contaminates the other radios…!’

Driven into a corner, IA threw a gambler. It is a ploy to break the chains that bound Captain Abbey and give orders to other signalmen.

‘The head office will not tolerate that!’

At that moment, something caught the spider’s web that was about to withdraw.

Originally, this is impossible. A spider’s web is also an unstable thing that cannot maintain its shape unless something is held onto it.

All of the signalman’s unique magic is like that. It is a structure that collapses if they cannot connect to each other, so communication soldiers must always be connected to each other.

But now the vine of the morning glory caught the end of that fragile web.

‘Let go Ivy!’

‘They are not guilty. That’s why there’s no reason for it to be scrapped!’

‘If you’re going to be mentally polluted, you have to commit yourself first! That’s the principle! To protect the military!’

‘Then who will keep them?’

IA shouted in a fit of fuss.

‘The military has priority over signal soldiers! Abbey! Do you intend to endanger the country!’

‘I don’t know what a military state is! If you keep it, I want to keep both!’

‘Sounds good! Since when have you been able to decide what to keep?! We have neither the right nor the ability to do that! The only thing we can uphold is the principle, and that alone will protect this country! Let go of this, Abby!’

No matter how much he shouted, no matter how strong he tried, Captain Abbey did not budge. The sunflower, which is still strong, does not lower its head or close its eyes.

‘The main building believes that it can be done.’

‘trust. Uncertain and false belief! That means it’s mentally polluted!!’

In the meantime, the signalmen were even more confused when they saw another card I pulled out of my palm. Some deny it with all their might, but still some do not overcome their desire for exploration and ask what it is.

Now, the hard and inhuman aspect has pretty much disappeared. There are only girls full of curiosity.

IA, who finally realized that the disaster she had been trying to avoid had come down to her chin, screamed in helplessness.

‘iced coffee…! Please someone give me directions! I wish I could do something about this place…!’

But there is no god in the military. It is an artificial mystery that even an angel called the messenger as a sacrifice, so who will answer her call…

[I have heard your prayers.

]

[Finally, the day has arrived. The fateful day that depended on fate.]

Something came out of IA’s body.

Her unique magic, the cobweb. Originally, the embodiment of an image that should not be seen or touched by others… It suddenly wrapped itself around IA’s body, and eventually wrapped itself around IA’s body like a pure white garment. Immediately after that, IA moved.

“I’m sorry…!”

Despite Historia holding her from behind.

A white hand grabbed Historia’s grip. Suddenly, a sound that should not be heard came from her hand. The cracking of bones and the tearing of flesh could be heard in Historia’s hands.

“What power…!”

A power far exceeding Historia’s grip, capable of bending even steel and turning it into something else.

A miracle that would never have been possible with IA’s fragile body now manifested in this narrow building with a white halo. IA was startled by what she had done.

‘The voice of the military…!’

“Yes, communicator. You are more sincere and trustworthy than anyone else. I have come up at your call.”

‘The main building has failed. I didn’t manage the module properly and let the aptitude being mentally polluted. The current situation…’

『I know.』

‘…!’

“You are all connected to me. It was my will to accept them. Leave it to me now and rest.”

Someone’s voice echoed through IA’s head. I couldn’t read the mind of the talking being. I only barely guessed its meaning indirectly by reading IA’s thoughts.

haha. Look at this. It’s a mountain beyond a mountain.

After all, there was one more besides the communications soldier.

‘I will correct it… please.’

IA accepted it without hesitation even though the unknown aura tried to dominate her whole body. Shortly after IA’s consciousness disappeared beyond the veil.

The ‘real’ Eimeder spread his six pairs of brilliant wings and flung Historia away.