Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint Chapter 199

EP.199 A land that flows like a river – 1

The regressor showed interest in me as much as Aji showed interest in me. The regressor pointed to himself and asked quietly.

“Azi. How am I?”

“bruise? You little!”

Aji’s gaze strangely stayed on the regressor’s head. The regressor wandered over his head and thought.

‘It’s an influence story, right? I guess that’s it?’

“What if I lend him my strength?”

“Then I’m glad! bruise! It’s more and more!”

I couldn’t come to my senses when investment and even a lion idiom came out. That dog reciting the wind. Did you go to school while I was gone?

“The bruise is still small. Small plus small is small.”

As far as math concepts? What was I doing wrong with the dog? Is it possible because he is the king of dogs?

While his mouth was wide open, the regressor nodded as if he understood.

“I see. I get it roughly.”

‘Qualifications demanded by the king of beasts That’s the influence an individual can have. Until now, I thought it was power, but hearing Aji’s words, influence doesn’t necessarily have to be power.’

Deep in thought, the regressor sighed and gritted his teeth.

‘This kind of influence is a problem. Every time I return, all relationships are initialized. I can’t get it easily…. It’s power. It’s because power is too heavy in a position where you have to try many things.’

Then, glancing at me, the regressor made eyes similar to Aji’s. As if looking at prey, they looked at me with twinkling eyes.

‘Then what if I use this guy? How can I increase this guy’s influence…!’

Thoughts are over.

The regressor, hiding his black feelings inside, proposed with an uncharacteristically soft smile.

“how is it. Like you said, do you want power? I can give it to you if you want.”

“No, I don’t think it’s a joke because this person said it. You talk like you have power in your pocket.”

“It’s not to that extent, but I can introduce you to a suitable seat.”

The friendly proposal of the regressor was quite unfamiliar. If I keep going like this, I’m going to suffer from this episode and the next episode as well.

The me of the next episode will be a different person from me, but wouldn’t it be a bit embarrassing to be tormented by regressors throughout the future? It would have been a perfect breakup if we separated after saving each other’s lives in Tantalus.

What should we really do together?

I muttered dumbfounded, but then a good idea came to my mind. I arrogantly crossed my arms and looked down at the regressor.

“Hoo. You said you would help me a moment ago, right? So, does Shay-san become my subordinate?”

“what?”

In an instant, my anger swelled up, and I flinched involuntarily. what are you a thug? Are you angry if you make a mistake?

The regressor who had calmed down for a moment thought.

‘If I get the qualifications, I’ll have to leave all the negotiations related to the king of beasts… Well, at least a subordinate can do it for me.’

“It’s more like a collaborator… but I’ll call you a subordinate for now.”

haha. where. Will that sound come out even after seeing my attitude?

He groaned and patted his feet erratically. Understand the advantage of the position and use it immediately. I said it sternly.

“Then, starting today, let’s cook and clean up. Are you tired of single-parenting or single-breasted dogs?”

“…what? poison?”

Oh, look at your eyes wide open. If it’s good, I’ll immerse one person.

However, I have already received Aji’s investment money.

“If I’m poisonous, then I’m poisonous, do you dare to talk back? Hey, I can’t eat this. Find another place to invest.”

“Mumong?! no! bruise!”

Then, Aji jumped up and clung to the regressor with big eyes. The regressor, who was glaring at me, blurted out his words with a look of great embarrassment at Aji’s earnest attitude.

“Mung, wait a minute! If you just go out, you’re a government official!”

“Kuk.”

‘On the contrary, if you try to improve even a little bit, you’ll do a lot of weird things. are you waning? Do I really have to take care of myself from the beginning for the next episode?’

It was around the time that I was about to successfully complete my liking management.

Huge hostility swells. It was being felt outside the container, not the regressor. As soon as I sensed it, Aji moved.

Aji turned his head. My ears twitched quickly. The hair that couldn’t keep up with the speed continued belatedly and mercilessly slapped Aji on the cheek, but either way, Aji threw herself straight at me.

“bruise! danger!”

Aji grabbed me by the collar and pulled me. At the same time, sensing hostility, I immediately followed Aji and threw myself without resisting the force. I couldn’t even resist because of the difference in power anyway.

Anyway, thanks to that, I was a little safe from countless gunshots.

tu-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t.

Countless gunshots were heard. The sound of pouring downpour filled my ears with noise.

Bullets pouring down like rain hit the container wall. A noise incomparable to the pounding of percussion instruments plagued us.

Sensing the attack, the regressor took out the cherry tree and Jizan and stood up.

“attack? You weren’t there when you went before?”

“It is not ahead. side!”

“Was it an ambush? Chit. I neglected my side while looking at the stopover ahead.”

Tyr’s voice came through the tongue-tied regressor’s ears. A dull reverberation through the coffin, as if the darkness itself was quivering, filled the container.

[It’s noisy outside. Should I step in?]

“No, it’s okay. Their purpose will be to wake you up.”

[Then I’ll stay awhile. Call me when you need it.]

Tyr lowered his voice and fell asleep. It was an act such as accumulation of energy or preservation of active time rather than sleep, but it would be difficult to find a similar concept for humans other than sleep.

Anyway, instead of the sleeping Tyr, the regressor listened over the container. The barrage of bullets continued as if testing the durability of the container.

I shook my head and shouted at the still relaxed regressor.

“what are you doing! Hurry up and take care of it!”

“He said he doesn’t like poisonous dogs. If that’s the case, I’ll share roles, so I’ll have to do the same for outside work. wouldn’t it?”

“Is it time to argue like that? Okay, because I was wrong!”

Perhaps he liked my apology. The regressor tapped the container wall with a smile on his lips.

“Relax. This container was reinforced by Tyrkanjaka with the brand of blood and I reinforced with barrier magic. It cannot be penetrated by bullets.”

“That line is a bit ominous.”

“It’s not bad. You’ve been pouring bullets all along, but you’re not getting on. Using a gun is an ordinary soldier, not an officer. The reason why they put regular soldiers ahead of them that they don’t care if they’re consumed is to gnaw on their nerves. All you care about is losing.”

The regressor was not wrong.

You can’t use high-level alchemy steel for bullets that are no different from disposable ones. Not only does it not pay off, but the opponent captures it and uses it, because that alone is a loss.

On the other hand, the armor that protects one’s life often pours legendary metals or high-level alchemy steel to its heart’s content. There is no need to explain why.

Even if it is not necessarily the existence of anti-tank qi-gong, because of the imbalance of the value of metal, historically, projectile weapons had clear limits.

At best, a check or a throwaway.

The military is quite an eccentric country, so it goes crazy for war by giving ordinary soldiers guns that are difficult to make. Still, the combat manual was more reasonable than anyone else…

But.

‘I hear a sound. The interior is reconstructed by retracing the sound of bullets striking iron.’

My mind-reading had a slightly different idea.

‘The walls have been reinforced, and the inside is quite empty. It’s probably for residential purposes. If you look at the uneven reflection, it looks like you put a structure on the wall. Then, the strange part here is the sound.’

It’s one of the few places next to the meta conveyor belt. On it were three military automatic wagons running side by side.

The wheels roared over the hard-packed ground with a thunderous sound. Military cars that exceed the speed of the meta-conveyor belt race against the flowing ground, screaming fiercely.

The generals mounted on it fired their guns at the command of the officer. Do-do-do-do. The officer’s shouts are buried in the explosion. It is said that even water droplets can pierce rocks if they continue, but the container with the faintly glowing red mark was not intact even after being bombarded with bullets.

An action that seems meaningless to not even make a single hole even if the magazine is changed twice. However, the generals simply obeyed orders in silence.

all for one existence.

Jumping up, I grabbed the regressor’s shoulders and shouted.

“There’s a Historia over there!”

Historia was riding on top of the moving wagon that was running in the front, aiming a long gun that could have been as tall as a person. The wind blowing wildly sways her braided hair. The loose-fitting uniform fluttered mercilessly.

She looks like she’s suffering from the wind, but in fact, it’s her own way to read the wind.

Even the weight of her hair and the flapping of her sleeves are sense organs for Historia to feel the wind. Calculating the wind direction and speed with her whole body, Historia aimed her sights at a part of the container.

He pulls his arm and loads a large bullet. At the same time, a fresh blue aura formed on the barrel and bullets.

‘there.’

I’m not sure exactly where Historia is aiming, inside this container. However, the height could be roughly guessed.

‘day off. Don’t get hit and die.’

Aiming at the height of my thighs if I were standing. If you get hit for sure, you won’t die no matter where you fly….

If you don’t die, then what? You bad boy!!

At this height, it is toward the pelvis for the regressor. It’s likely to miss, but it’s not certain.

I immediately hugged the regressor and led her to roll on the ground.

Ta-ang!

A long, long gunshot rang out. Among the numerous noises like crashing waves, a huge sound stood out, and at the same time something huge hit the container.

The container that was hit directly on the side cried for a long time.

I’m sorry. The shock was so great that the container shook slightly, albeit only briefly. The world remains the same, but gravity has been slightly shaken, and I felt like I regained my original intention.

In that state, he rolled over with the regressor. The regressor shook me off and said.

“hey! What are you doing…!”

“Look at Wena and talk!”

When I looked up, the outer wall of the container was terribly crumpled just above my head. The stigma of the fresh blood that had been shining inside the container had lost quite a bit of its light and left only red traces.

Light leaked from the tip. Even the barrier that completely separates the outside from the inside was partially damaged.

Historia’s bullets pierced the barrier, threatening even the steel reinforced with the brand of blood!

“Musketeer? Have you caught up with us already?”

“Probably ran over the belt! There’s no law telling you to stay still while mounted!”

He shouted and threw the furniture that had fallen on the ground in all directions. The clashing steel made a loud noise. Historia, who was reloading, also frowned when he heard the sound reflected from the dented container.

‘…the sound has become messy. Is it because the wall is dented? Or have you already taken measures?’

But the time earned with this is not long. If there is no reaction from the inside, the same wall may be exposed at all.

It’s time to take action.