Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

EP.298 A world made of cogwheels – 5

Historia, who blew deep smoke, said with a momentary hazy face.

“I like this…. My arm doesn’t hurt and my head is cool. It feels like my energy is filling up again…”

“Nya-. It’s good nya-.”

The butterfly’s satisfied cries were heard as if responding to her. Maximilien narrowed his brows when he noticed a butterfly lying around after stacking magical herbs in a narrow space behind him.

How to stop taking drugs. take medicine in advance I did succeed.

Although it bothers me that Historia smoked a little too much. How long have you been smoking so your eyes are out of focus?

“That is an illusion. The reason your arm doesn’t hurt is just that you don’t feel the pain, and the reason why your head feels cool is because you’re addicted to magical weed.”

Despite my point, Historia smiled and waved her magic candle.

“Because it’s true. Much better than when I first smoked it. Why?”

“The magic candle is just a girl’s match that reminds me of the best moments. If you’re happy when you light it, it means that your condition is so miserable, so don’t worry.”

“It’s because of you. The fact that I smoke magic weed and the fact that I am in a miserable state right now. It all happened because I got caught up in you.”

“uh?”

It’s strange. Am I reading your thoughts now? The words that I had only spoken in my heart until now are coming out of my mouth.

It seems that I quite liked the expression of my absurdity. Historia smiled and brought the magical herb to her mouth. He breathed the immoral smoke into his body, then exhaled it deeply and let out a sweet sigh.

“Haa… Do you want to smoke one too?”

“Don’t patronize yourself with what I gave you. Give me back the rest quickly.”

“pooh. that’s too much Where are mine and yours in Magical Cho? We smoke together.”

It’s very uncomfortable to see you smile. How many bolts in your heart have been blown off? It’s scary how much medicine can change a person.

While I was speechless, Maximilien took a close look at Historia’s magic candle and was shocked.

“…Is that a World Tree leaf? how do you have it No, who gave it to you?”

Historia replied with a silly laugh like an idiot.

“I don’t know… why would someone who smokes care? It just smokes.”

“No way! Among the kings of grass and trees, there is none that the lord of all things does not possess! If so, how did the leaves of the World Tree fall through? Impossible!”

“Then the warrant of creation must have been handed over. Hey, did Huey give it to you? kick. Huey, are you the lord of all things?”

Still missing a screw in the head is the answer. Even Maximilien gave up listening to the answer and shook his head.

“In the end, it means that even the answer is up to the human king. One more reason to secure him.”

“That doesn’t work.”

Historia, who was happily smoking magic grass, suddenly smiled at the corner of her mouth. Historia only changed her expression, and the air seemed to drop several degrees.

Every time she murmured, the magic candle in her mouth moved up and down.

“That bastard is a damn bastard who ran away irresponsibly after doing his own thing… but that was the best time for me.”

Immediately after saying that, Historia immediately kicked the ground. No help was needed. Historia, who landed lightly on top of a steel beetle over 6m in height, took a deep breath and stood up.

said Maximilien.

“It’s a feeling that can’t be reciprocated. he is the king of men It doesn’t stick to one individual.”

“The human king or whatever, it doesn’t matter at all. Because it’s my memory. I won’t let the director ruin it on his own!”

…This is why people always have to look good. look. Because I live faithfully, the past ties help me like now.

I feel like I’m getting a little too much help for what I’ve done. Should I respond to that too? humanly.

I stopped what I was doing, got up, and climbed back onto the steel beetle. I walked slowly and stood behind Historia as if supporting her. Aji, who was chasing after the cogs, saw me and thought for a while, then sat down next to me with his shoulders full of strength.

The situation is markedly different from before. At the newly changed composition, Maximilien folded his fingers in embarrassment.

“Three of them. This side… it won’t be easy even without the king.”

Historia’s condition isn’t perfect yet, and I’m only half full. It’s a level where the two are barely enough to become one.

But the odds are higher than at any other moment so far. I stiffly raised my head and said.

“You know that. It’s your last chance. I’ll see if you run away.”

Maximilien pondered seriously. He was a man who resembled a cogwheel and moved with logic and reason. He seriously contemplated whether to choose between fighting a dangerous battle here and safely retreating.

‘The human king can break my body with just a touch. It should never be allowed to approach, but the problem is a musketeer who is good at fighting. Hard to get an edge now without the Steel Beetles. There are too many variables. It’s reasonable to step back now…’

The judgment was clear. However, one last lingering attachment caught him. Maximilien opened his mouth.

“You said I was normal.”

I nodded my head willingly, but added a word to comfort him.

“Don’t be discouraged. Not only you, but all human beings are normal. Except for very, very few.”

“I know. In the first place, humans themselves were just ordinary beasts. Until they make themselves special…”

Maximilien looked down at his prosthetic arm and opened and closed his fingers. Although invisible, the gears inside the prosthetic arm interlocked intricately, mimicking human movements.

How many trials and errors did he have to go through until he moved so naturally? Certainly, the discovery is the result of a lot of effort in a suitable environment for outstanding talent. In short, it is a very good technique.

But it’s not ‘special’. It’s because it only implemented what already existed as a cogwheel.

It’s a good substitute. Maximilien knew better than anyone in the world that a cog wheel, no matter how elaborate, was only an extremely simplified version of the logic of the world.

“Maybe I already knew. I am an excellent person both objectively and subjectively, and I have reached a level different from that of criminals… but I lack something to reach the devil. To make up for that deficiency, I sought a human king.”

“Good find. You managed to find out that I am the king of men. Now, be content with your audience and go home. There will be no shortage of side dishes to accompany a glass of beer with the people of your hometown.”

“But if I give up here, won’t I end there?”

muttered Maximilien, placing both hands on the back of the steel beetle. The moment he put a lot of mana into it, the prosthetic hand resonated with the alchemy steel and shone white. The fingertips, where mana was concentrated, melted like lava.

He drew by moving his melted fingers. A circle, a triangle and a straight line. A symbol resembling a scale.

This is Seongjin Yeon, the beginning of alchemy.

Maximilien murmured as he breathed more mana into it.

“Humans can do anything. Whatever madness it is.”

And after a while, both of his hands sank into the steel. There is a ripple. It’s like putting your hand in the water and playing a joke.

alchemy. The human skill of manipulating matter and transforming it to the extent possible. It has numerous limitations and restrictions, and regardless of the alchemist’s level, the impossible is not treated as a mystery because it cannot be awakened from the dead. Compared to the complex and mysterious unique magic, it is at a modest level.

However, the essence of alchemy is not power. Alchemy is a fortune. Just like spending years saving pennies to buy something you wouldn’t normally dream of, you can channel the power you’ve gathered through alchemy for a single moment and accomplish feats that would otherwise be impossible.

Right now, I am performing beyond my ability through alchemy.

What if Maximilien did that?

I immediately called out to Aji.

“Aziya, run!”

“bruise? run? run!”

Aji tilted her head, but jumped in place as I said. I’m really grateful for being a good listener, but the problem is that it’s not the way I want it to be.

“No, don’t run in place!”

“bruise? Another run?”

While Aji expressed his doubts, Maximilien poured a tremendous amount of mana with both hands.

The steel beetle is the result of assembling the alchemy steel he smelted himself, stitch by stitch. It is a weapon in itself, but at the same time it is also an ingredient for alchemy. Like my card!

“Battle Pension. Mercury Dialke.”

Maximilien’s hand ‘ripped off’ the steel beetle.

It is not unique magic. Alchemy an entire steel beetle with just its magic. The components were disassembled and split apart.

alchemy. Because it is a universal technology, it is a human ability that I can use as much as I want, so it cannot be taken away.

The ground shakes. The steel beetle split open as if it were molting. The body floats. When I almost slipped, Historia quickly grabbed me by the collar and stopped me. I was out of breath.

Thanks to Historia’s response, I was safe, but Maximilien wasn’t aiming at me in the first place.

“bruise! Whoops, whoops, whoops!”

Aji jumped into the air and fell into the crack. Falling inside the steel beetle, Aji raised his claws and struggled to get free.

“We are the lords of all creation…”

Maximilien muttered and vigorously put his hands together again. There was a sound of metal clashing as the palms touched each other.

At his gesture, the cracked steel rushes into waves. Before Aji could escape, the steel beetle’s cracks were closed. Aji’s bark recedes as if it could be heard over the wall.

Maximilien, who immediately contained Aji, raised his arm. His prosthetic arm is clinging to his prosthetic arm.

Now, there is no such thing as functional beauty or sophistication. What is there is madness and aggression. shouted Maximilien, aiming a hideous-looking piece of metal at us.

“A beast that became special by killing the king with my own hands! There is nothing you cannot do!”