“…If only, if it was.”
It might be better to be a part of him than to suffer as a mere king.
existence dissolves. the devil takes her The King of Steel, who once mastered all the skills, changed his existence into an alchemical substance… and became the material that made up the Golden Mirror.
While I lost my mind for a while, another strange memory permeates like a dream. What is this memory again? King Elric? Do you still have the thoughts of someone who died hundreds of years ago?
I thought something was strange. Elric, Lord of Gold. Taking the form of a king of the old Golden Kingdom, she speaks and acts like a king, and has reigned as the guardian of the Golden Palace for a long time. Reading Hekto’s thoughts, he seems to have been the same as Hekto was when he was young. She was a part of the Golden Circle, but she was strangely strong and independent to be called a puppet controlled by the Golden Circle. Even he, who arbitrarily gave orders to Hector and was the most senior among the nations, bowed down with respect to the Golden Lord.
Among the unburied corpses, there are cases in which the original form is maintained in some way. In such cases, they remain for a long time after death and exert a great influence on the world. Just like the incorruptible corpses inside the bottomless pit, King Elric seems to have some thoughts left because he maintained his original form under the power of the golden mirror. It was strangely lively. The shady delusion of the golden mirror has not reached its peak. I’m sorry I misunderstood, golden gyeong. Well, you who can’t even bring variety to urban design can’t portray a woman very well.
Maybe the golden mirror was more perfect because of the two of them.
what. This is all in the past. The charnel house only needs one seat. They both wanted to be buried together.
In the wavering subconscious, I said my last goodbye and returned to the reality that was pulling me back.
“Woogh, woong, woong.”
Papapak. There was a sound of scratching the ground. corner of the field of view. The cracks in the pitch-black darkness shake. Wanting something, I opened my eyes and looked at it, but the crack widened and light poured in.
Aji raised his head and howled when he found me crouched among the rubble.
“Aww! nice to meet you!”
“It’s nice to see you, but I’m not happy to use it here.”
A human king nearly died under rubble. I can’t even be called a king anywhere. I grumbled and ran out with a whimper.
A moment ago, the Golden Palace was running over the wilderness in the form of a huge fortress. But now the fortress has disappeared without a trace. Instead, the cube blocks that made up the fortress were disassembled and scattered countless times. It seems that the blocks lost their coherence and collapsed while the golden mirror was doing something. I was buried in it and was dramatically rescued by Aji.
The blocks that were once a fortress and a golden palace are rolling around miserably. It is said that it is said that even the hard bricks are more colorless than the flower petals in front of the golden mirror. I stepped on my feet to keep them from slipping and petted Aji.
“Good work, Aji. You managed to find it.”
“bruise! It was easy! I used to hide my bones!”
“There is no point in hiding it. We move every day.”
“Invest for the future!”
“Investment should be done when you can get it back, just throw it on the ground.”
“Woof woof! you’ll get it back! Someday!”
“…why are you saying that while looking at me?”
It’s a bit scary to look at it with sparkling eyes as if you’re going to accept it somehow. No, I have no intention of taking it off. However, there are limits to its abilities. I won’t forget my promise, but I can’t help it if I can’t follow through. That was then. A regressor hopped over the blocks and came towards me.
After overcoming the danger of dying, I’m glad to see you as a regressor. I waved and greeted the regressor…
“Hughes! What happened to the golden mirror?”
…was going to I replied with a cold face.
“Please start worrying about me. It was down there just a moment ago.”
“It’s not that anyone attacked it, it’s just that the rubble collapsed a little.”
“Normal people die when they are crushed by the collapsing rubble. Do you know how scary and dangerous it was?”
A normal person like me doesn’t have a lot of energy like you, nor do you have great treasures. Living is a miracle. While he was grumbling a lot, the regressor snorted and changed the color of his eyes. A penetrating green eye, a seven-color eye that sees through matter except metal.
“Don’t speak weakly. It wasn’t too dangerous.”
The regressor opened the rift through which I had just escaped. Then, a space where I could barely lie down, buried in the block, and a card structure surrounding it appeared.
Chit. fraud. I can’t do anything about it because of that fraudulent ability. The regressor looked at the card structure with a curious face.
“Even while it was collapsing, I made a hiding place. What’s more than that? steel card? Is it alchemy?”
Shall we call it alchemy? It’s hard to explain.
It’s more like a demon than a skill, right?
Alchemy is already a human skill. Like all alchemists, I can alchemize anything I want with alchemy and extra magic. That’s how my card equipment was made. Of course, just as the same materials don’t all produce the same results, the items made by excellent alchemists are more sophisticated and functional than mine. Magic is power, and it is difficult to make a rough form with my pitiful magic, but an alchemist can add something special to it.
To compare it to building a house, it feels like when I whimper and pile up logs to build a house, the alchemist processes the logs into boards to build a house and then prepares extra furniture.
However, no matter how brilliant an alchemist is, he cannot create value that does not exist. If the only material is clay, all you have to do is make low quality alchemy steel that will break more easily than ceramics no matter how much magic you put into it. Hoeju says that even such worthless alchemy steel has a unique magic that can be used usefully, so it deceives the scales. It’s ‘cheating’ to the end, not ‘creating’.
…but the true realization of the elixir is a little different from that.
The way humans use earth magic is nothing more than digging a hole and leveling the ground. But the real realization of the Gaia ego was the understanding of this land on which we stood.
Likewise, alchemy, which changes the structure and form of matter, is more complete as a technology… but it is a technology processed for human use. The essence of elixir is not that.
All matter has the same origin. Gold, steel, or coarse sand that seems completely useless. Even a human body is nothing special about what it is made of. How they are stacked determines their form and function.
The golden mirror is enlightenment.
That everything is made up of infinitely small blocks. My spade card is the devil’s idol. It is a medium to honor the great enlightenment that the demons have glimpsed and come into contact with the great truth. If I observe that the Demon God was also a human, I, the king of humans, can use that power. It transforms matter itself into something else, regardless of its type. The problem is…
“Why is it a card!”
“what?”
Now that I am ordinary, I can only summon limited power through idols. My 8 of Spades has the ability to turn anything it touches into a steel card. Regardless of the material or type, you can only make the 8 of spades with the same shape as the idol!
it could be. Even if you gave me the ability to create anything, now I can’t use it because I don’t have strength, magical power, or technique. Just because you use earth magic doesn’t make you a great master, and you can’t follow Nevida’s feet just because you’ve learned Druism. You can’t alchemize all things in the world like the Golden Goblet just because you’ve glimpsed the extremes of alchemy.
At least the card I made the most sticks well in my hand, but still…! There’s no reason it has to be a card! Anything more useful!
A fire burns inside, but where is it? Let’s live with gratitude. I calmed down and said.
“I didn’t do it. I think the golden mirror saved it.”
“The golden mirror is you?”
“yes. Because Peru has succeeded until it reaches the golden circle.”
The golden palace collapsed. Golden Kyung, who made a choice at the last moment, did something while saving Peru. I don’t know what he did because he couldn’t read thoughts, but looking at the current situation, one thing seemed clear.
Hwang Keum-gyeong is dead. It’s not a good explanation because he’s dead in the first place, but at least he’s abandoned the obsession he’s shown so far. Instead… a
jingle. And in a place not far away, the blocks were moving. It seems that someone invisible is building a building by stacking blocks one by one. The blocks that collapsed like a mountain built up a structure by themselves. A person walked out from there, where a small stairway could be seen through the darkness like a door leading to a basement.
It was Peru. The injured area is still there. The scars and bloodstains here and there tell us what kind of adventure she had. Even the complexion that was originally bad is getting worse, so I think I’ll die right away.
But if there’s one thing that’s different, it’s the little golden bell that hangs from Peru’s waist. Every time it rings, a structure made of blocks appears on the road in front of Peru. As if blessing the future of Peru.
The Golden Goblet entrusted its will to Peru. Like a keepsake, without any other will, leaving only strength. Peru will now be the one to use the formidable power of the Golden Journey for the sake of the country.
The regressor made a scaffolding and talked to Peru, who was walking.
“Jannok Hoeju. Does the plan seem to work?”
“…eww.”
“I would have thought that even a good match would be able to block the real golden mirror. I’m alive thanks Is the armistice going ahead as planned?”
“…Ugh.”
Leaving a final word, Peru fell forward. The regressor opened his eyes wide at the unexpected situation.
“Huh? Jannok Hoeju?”
“Mr Shay. I told you. Not all of them are like Mr. Shay. There are people who feel threatened for their lives just by being down there.”
“This is not the time to speak casually! My energy is unstable!”
“So far, Mr. Shay has been the most calm? I said You want us to start worrying?”
Well, Peru wasn’t particularly hurt by the rubble. In the first place, it wasn’t that the golden circle was destroyed with the intention of killing us, so it wasn’t as threatening as we thought.
The reason why Peru is groaning is probably because it was injured and restored. Unlike the homunculus, Peru was fixed alive. I guess I haven’t received my new body yet.
The regressor, who did not know that, strode over the block and approached Peru. At that time, Hilde suddenly appeared after breaking through the blocks one step ahead. Hilde was covered by more blocks than I was, but no matter how much it poured, it wasn’t enough to hurt Hilde, who was a sex worker. Hilde, who naturally supported Peru, calmly covered her mouth and said dubiously.
“Ah~. Is Peru dying? Even if you thankfully extinguish the golden mirror, do you collapse like this with all your strength? Then, are the nations Muju Gongsan? free? “Mine”?”
“Leave it there! I won’t let you go if you touch me carelessly!”
As the regressor approached furiously, Hilde pursed her lips and held out Peru as if entrusting it to the regressor.
“Something? Anyone who hears it will know that ‘me’ drove her to death~. Wasn’t it Shay who pushed for a fight?”
“Even Jannokhoeju agreed! Thanks to that, the runaway golden mirror also stopped. If it had stayed still, the military might not have been safe!”
“So ‘I’ said thank you too! Look there! No matter how you look at this golden bell here…”
It was when Hilde reached out for the golden bell on Peru’s waist. Instantly, a sharp force cut through the two like a blade. Hilde paused and took a step back, slightly raising both hands. The regressor warned with a sad expression.
“Hands off. It’s not yours.”
Even the momentum that seemed to cut her skin, Hilde calmly accepted and answered.
“So what? shage? be greedy too Do you want to keep the keepsake of the Golden Sutra?”
“If you need. But that’s for later. For now, don’t touch it until the jannokhoeju wakes up.”
‘I don’t know how the barely calmed situation will go. I’m going to give it to Jannokhoeju and see the situation. It won’t be a problem if I have it, but I think I’ll be able to talk relatively well… compared to the army.’
Although he is a regressor who lives a carefree life, the handling of the remains of the Demon God is strict. It must be because the Demon God is both the power to save the future and the disaster that will destroy it. No matter how much it is, isn’t it too blatant to have it if necessary? Hilde will remember that choice. be really careful
“I had no intention of touching it. Didn’t you forget that? Armistice deadline.”
“deadline?”
“We only blocked the Golden Sutra, but the truce hasn’t been finalized yet, has it? Could there be a war if there is no definite answer within the next two days?”
When heading to the nations for the first time, Hilde specified a period of one week. An army that moves once is like a rolling wheel, and if it doesn’t move somewhere, it will collapse on its own. Whether they return to the military or advance to the nations depends on the conclusion drawn here.
“By the way, there is no entity that can sign an armistice right now, right? No matter how many countries are countries of alchemy, even their heads cannot be alchemized. What should I do with this?”
However, now that the golden mirror has disappeared, there is no decision maker. Hilde pointed out that point and turned around. He was very happy that the peace he had longed for did not come.
The nations lost the greatest mystery, the Golden Sutra. No one knows what kind of butterfly effect it will cause, but at least it is clear that the nations have weakened. In addition, the Golden Goblet is the spiritual and economic ruler of the nations. If he disappears, the focal point that makes nations into nations disappears. As Hilde said, even if an armistice were to be reached, it would be difficult for either country or foreign country to accept it.
“…for a moment.”
Then Peru reacted. Peru, who stood by the regressor and let out a few dry coughs, wiped her mouth and spoke to Hilde.
“…a truce.”
“Are you in Peru? With what qualifications?”
“…with the status of a Golden Lord.”
Hilde made a surprised face when she heard the unexpected words. In the first place, we did not expect to have a proper conversation with Hwanggeumgyeong, so we had set the target of negotiations as the guardians of the Golden Palace from the beginning. In fact, as long as Elric was able to present his opinion directly to the golden gyeong, he was qualified if Peru was the Golden State. The problem was Peru’s qualifications.
“Peru is a green country, right? From jannok to gold? It’s kind of romantic.”
Hilde smiled and lowered her voice as she pointed out.
“In other words, it is unrealistic. Can’t you believe it? Why is Peru, where we went together, the golden hour?”
“…but it’s true.”
“Even if it is true. The Golden Goblet to guarantee that has disappeared? In the first place, if there is no golden gyeong, what is the meaning of the golden hoeju…”
Then the golden bell shook as if affirming the words of Peru. Of course, it is not proven just by the ringing of the bell, but the remains of the demon god did not simply sound the bell. Digging through the rubble of blocks, a golden ship rose up.
It is definitely a golden box that was ‘eaten’ by the Golden Palace and disassembled. Since the hull was changed to alchemy material and became a part of the Golden Palace, Peru also penetrated the inside of the Golden Palace only by removing it with a small rust. It must have been like that. The current golden ship jumped out as it was before being eaten and stood proudly on the ground.
Hilde was surprised to see her as if she had just vomited out the gold.
“What? Did you become the Golden State instead of the Golden Circle of Peru? If so, you should have said it a long time ago!”
