Chapter 371
– Kwareung!
A blinding flash of light exploded beyond burning the wood block.
-Rumble!
Then, as he heard the expanded air spread out with a sharp sound of thunder, Mr. Epinhauser nodded quietly.
“Lightning… … .”
Liana calmly watched as the block of wood was smashed.
It is an outdoor training ground used when experimenting with large-scale destructive magic.
Although it was vacation, Mr. Epinhauser was in the middle of consulting Liana de Granz’s condition and checking her abilities.
Riana de Granz’s ability was to manipulate electricity.
However, that has now changed to the ability to drop lightning from the sky.
It wasn’t nearly instant like usual, and it took some time to concentrate, but obviously Liana dropped a lightning bolt.
“There is a possibility that your ability has evolved into a psychic power related to weather. I still need to figure it out a bit more.”
Liana was still able to handle the electric shock. However, after the death of Duke Grantz, her Liana’s ability has undergone some changes.
“Don’t worry about me, and try to fully develop your existing abilities.”
“yes.”
Mr. Epinhauser stood back and watched Liana practice her skills.
As an electric field formed around Liana’s body, it exploded around her.
-Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
As if trying to burn everything around her, maddening currents raged around her and began to radiate in all directions, as if they were alive.
At the same time as being able to summon lightning, the existing ability was maximized.
“Enough, this is enough.”
“Control… … . It’s hard.”
“It will gradually get better.”
The output of the ability itself was greatly amplified, but as a result, Liana, who was strong in controlling the ability itself, rather lost the delicate handling of the ability itself.
Sensei Epinhauser had no choice but to stop the experiment because it seemed that the entire ecliptic as well as the temple would be disturbed by the sound of thunder and lightning.
– Pajik! Paperweight!
In the middle of the training ground, where white smoke billowed, Mr. Epinhauser watched Riana blankly, her right hand raised, as she fired lightning from within.
Liana slowly walked out of the training ground and stood in front of Epinhauser.
“Wouldn’t this be enough?”
I didn’t ask what it lacked, but Epinhauser doesn’t know what that means.
plural.
Also, there is no need to ask who the revenge is for.
Talk about enough.
This is more than enough.
Because the current demon lord is only regarded as an absolute being in people’s excessive fantasies.
“I guess so.”
However, Epinhauser was in no position to tell the truth.
“But it’s already a threatening enough ability. Use with caution.”
“yes.”
At Epinhauser’s words, Liana quietly generated an electric current from her fingertips.
“teacher.”
“Tell me.”
Liana hadn’t given much thought to her psychic powers until now. Because she never thought that fighting would make her live.
“This is the first time I’ve felt fortunate to have my abilities like this.”
Blitz.
A superpower that specializes in attacks more than any other superpower.
The speed, destructive power, and killing range are unmatched.
For the first time, Liana was grateful that her ability was like this.
Epinhauser watched Liana’s figure as if bewitched by the blue light.
Liana’s abilities have grown by leaps and bounds.
However, Liana, who is trying to stand up to the huge name of the Demon King, cannot be satisfied with this.
more.
more.
You must become stronger.
“Can I also enhance my magical power?”
I don’t just believe in my ability.
He wants to make the strength of his pure body his own.
“You’d be better off specializing in your organ. If you care about strengthening your magic power, neither of these things will work.”
“Reinhardt did it.”
There is a precedent called Reinhardt, who was a psychic but did not settle for his abilities and even strengthened his magical powers. Reinhardt is a special case in many ways, but that doesn’t come into Liana’s eyes.
Be strong.
If so, you should get all the strength you can have.
In order not to be weighed down by the name of the Demon King, Liana was feeling the compulsion to be blind to strength.
The departure was late.
It just has a different starting line: psychic powers. While others struggle, Liana settles into her reality and spends her time without worrying about the future.
Now, if you’re going to try, you have to work harder than anyone else.
Epinhauser looked at Liana and spoke briefly.
“I can’t say it’s impossible.”
Liana nodded her head as if that answer was sufficient.
* * *
“What would you like to do?”
I was talking to Sarkegar in my room in the dorm.
Was used by Bertus. He was also used by Owen de Getmora. But Berthus said, as we had talked about long ago, that the Empire needs enemies.
The remnants of the demon lord’s forces that are secretly moving somewhere.
It maintains the solidarity of mankind. Previously, the Dark Land was defined as an enemy, but now it seeks to unite the empire with a new concept of terrorism.
This may not be the last time he disguises himself as the Devil and takes care of troublesome things.
Naturally, I had no intention of touching Bertus.
Just a Merchant Guild Master.
A traitor to the revolutionary forces and the one who will devour them.
I had to decide what to do with him.
“I don’t like it, but the imperial family seems to define us as a necessary evil. It must be that our forces will never be completely rebuilt. Truly arrogant.”
Sarkegar’s tone was tinged with anger.
It is a fallen enemy country, and the imperial family treats it as a mask that can be used arbitrarily without being treated as an enemy country. Sarkegar seemed resentful of it.
Owen de Getmora.
He must have known at least that his life was in danger. Even if he couldn’t touch the prince, it wouldn’t be difficult for us to get rid of him.
The moment he decided to take advantage of us, Owen gave up on himself.
If you kill Owen de Getmora, you can stop the imperial family from engulfing the revolutionaries.
However, if the revolutionary forces in chaos begin to riot after that, that is not what I want.
Sarkegar might prefer chaos.
Eliminating the leadership of the revolutionary forces and putting them under control is not Bertus’ strategy.
I had a strong conviction that my post-mortem response was also within the scope of Bertus’ strategy.
Kill or save Owen de Getmora.
Through which of the two decisions he chooses, it is clear that Bertus is trying to figure out the disposition of the remnants of the Pandemonium.
In the case of Lebarrier Ranche, the imperial family would still not be sure what my intentions were in killing LeBeria Ranche.
The imperial family would still be confused as they did not know what the intention was to cause the incident that had brought too good results to the empire.
If I kill Owen de Getmora and get in the way of the revolutionary power order, the imperial family will pass judgment on the remnants of the Demon Realm. In the case of Lebarrier Ranche, it was just a coincidence, and the Pandemonium’s purpose was to overthrow the Empire.
Unless Owen de Getmora is killed, the Imperial family will refrain from drawing conclusions.
Leaving the revolutionary forces with no possibility of joining hands with them forever would not be helpful when it is assumed that the Pandemonium’s intention was to rebuild the Pandemonium.
Leaving Owen alive could suggest that the group has other ulterior motives lurking, rather than a group focused on wreaking havoc on the Empire. However, if so, it can also make you feel doubts about why the hell you tried to join hands with the revolutionary forces in the first place.
“We cannot convince our enemies of who we are.”
There is no reason for the imperial family to know what we are pursuing. The moment we decide to take Owen’s life, the attitude of the imperial family towards us is fixed.
Bertus wants to use us. There is no reason to convince them that we are the enemy when the beings who should be enemies say they will acknowledge our existence.
“It’s disgusting, but Owen de Getmora lets it live. There would be nothing wrong with having a connection with the imperial family that can be approached from the perspective of the Demon World forces in some way.”
“Yes, lower.”
Sarkegar nodded in agreement.
You can’t be obsessed with saving or killing someone based on personal feelings.
The moment I thought about it, the thought of acknowledging that I had already become a person who carelessly weighed someone’s life on the scales suddenly came to my mind.
* * *
“What was your reaction?”
“There was an expression of anger at the mention of borrowing the name once, but he did not lay a hand on me.”
Bertus sat on the sofa in his office, watching Owen de Getmora sip tea.
“I didn’t expect you to come back alive, but surprisingly.”
“I thought so too, Your Highness.”
Owen de Getmora.
One of the leaders of the revolutionary forces and a traitor. He would now devour the revolutionary forces that had lost their heads. And slowly, it will swing the group wearing the mask of revolution here and there and sink it.
Although he was a traitor, in the end he also returned alive from a place where his life was in danger.
The chief contributor to this operation was Owen de Getmora.
It was said that there was Bertus’s instructions, but he made a plan, fabricated the correspondence, and skillfully manipulated the words that moved in between to bring everyone together.
actually.
There were more opposing opinions from the leadership of the revolutionary forces to the opinion of joining hands with the Demon World forces.
However, as Owen moved his letters and words, he misunderstood everyone that the majority of the leadership had already agreed to cooperate with the Demon Realm.
Bertus had many thoughts.
What the hell do they want?
When I heard that I had heard that he wanted to contact Owen and hold hands, I wondered if the purpose was to overthrow the Empire.
However, now that their plans went awry, so to speak, at the moment when they had to spit on the broken board, they quietly backed off.
Since the purpose was to overthrow the empire, he joined hands with the revolutionary forces.
Then I had to kill Owen. If the plan is ruined, it should at least cause chaos.
But Owen de Getmora returned safely. Did he know that in case Owen died, he already had plans to absorb the next revolution?
No, Bertus is sure that the probability of that is very low. If Owen knew she was a traitor, she wouldn’t have had any reason to contact her in the first place.
“I don’t know what they want.”
Is it chaos or stability? If it is stability, why the hell do you want the stability of the enemy country?
Bertus solved a big problem, but it felt like he had fallen into a bigger labyrinth.
“By the way, now tell me.”
“What do you mean?”
At Bertus’ words, Owen smiled.
“Why did you betray me?”
Owen wasn’t the spy Bertus had put in from the start. After the Rotary club business, he suddenly came and confessed everything.
Owen narrows his eyes and looks at the teacup.
“The merchant had a dream.”
“It’s a dream… … .”
“Yes, it took quite a long time before I realized that it was a dream that could not come true, but I knew it was a dream even late, so I tried to wake it up.”
“It seems that he was quite serious about the revolution.”
“Is it possible?”
I seriously dreamed of a revolution. In front of the most beneficiary of the caste system, Owen calmly states that he seriously denied it.
He is an old man who risked his life to meet the remnants of the demon world alone. So he had no choice but to be bold in his own way even in front of Bertus.
The old merchant dreamed of a world where everyone was equal. Earnestly.
“What can I say about something that has already disappeared, but rather than dreaming of the revolution itself, they seem to be living intoxicated with themselves debating what the revolution is. Also, even inside it, you can see that the ranks are divided and the way you treat them differently depending on whether you are from the Orbis class or not, and how much the internal logic of the revolution has become… … . I realized something different.”
“Other?”
“Yes, it is true that humans are like that.”
The essence of human beings, that is discrimination and distinction.
Owen realized that even those who dreamed of equality tried to classify them according to their origins from within.
“Even when that new world comes, people will be classified in that way, and they will try to differentiate, and among those separated, someone will be honored and treated as special, and someone else will be despised and despised. If that is human nature, if distinctions do not disappear, but only the indicators of distinction change, then why do we need a new world?”
“The old merchant realized too late that there was no reason to get rid of the stable divisions that already existed if we couldn’t get rid of divisions, and that there was no reason to go to the blood while replacing divisions with divisions.”
Bertus stared at Owen de Getmora, who was talking about it.
He dreamed of a revolution, but after experiencing the appearance of a revolutionary organization for a long time, he knew that this did not eliminate discrimination and division, but only created new ones.
That’s why he judged that such a revolution would not be good, and found Bertus.
Instead of replacing the pyramid, I met the person who is now at the top of the pyramid.
Bertus gave Owen de Getmora a fishy smile.
“The words are plausible, but in the end, isn’t it just an expression of resentment or betrayal caused by not being from the Orbis class and not being able to become the leader?”
He was loyal to the organization like a dog, but in the end, he couldn’t join the Orbis class graduate faction, so he couldn’t join the leadership.
It wasn’t because it was unfair that he had to be satisfied with being an executive. Owen de Guetmoira burst into laughter at Bertus’s malicious words.
“Heh heh, is that all? There was a reason because he was a lowly guy who rolled money, and there was a reason because he was not a noble. majesty.”
“ha ha ha! haha. under. Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Bertus laughed impatiently at Owen de Getmora’s gory joke.
The reason why Owen couldn’t become the head of an organization that dreamed of revolution in itself tells us how contradictory the revolutionary organization was.
Bertus laughed for a while, then wiped his eyes with a handkerchief and grinned.
“Okay, anyway, good job on this one. If I have work later, I will call you again.”
“Just call me anytime, Your Highness.”
Bertus watched silently as Owen bowed and left.
I had a dream, and I knew it was a false dream.
So, did Owen de Guetmo, who pushed all the dreamers together into the abyss of hell, betrayed or made a decision?
Owen de Getmora had a dangerous dream, but he abandoned it earlier than others and obtained indulgences for selling out those he once dreamed of.
Bertus is not interested in such things.
I was just watching that the old merchant’s back wasn’t that wide open.
