Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

Schleivich's work was done sooner than I expected.

Purple spirits rose and proclaimed the name to all the forces of the Old Tower on a statue set in Ashley, where massive rocks were floating, and they took complete control of the facility.

Strictly speaking, the Crisis Control Commission has betrayed the Horse Tower and attached it to its enemies. However, few wizards had the courage to stand up to the captain who showed the difference in overwhelming power.

He gently pointed out that the magical materials were growing throughout the current continent, and declared the message, "Those who did not come and register will be considered treason," as commanded by the captain.

There's been an attack on a diplomatic android from the captain. That's why you won't open the door, but the first clan to strike is retaliated against. A druid clan in an island nation of savage tribes.

These barbaric wizards, without any weaknesses, were the ones living with plunder and destruction, and they were the worst kind of slaves sold to the people of nearby countries along with the pirates. They shout out to the dead, shooting arrows at the android. And after exactly a minute and a half, the whole area melted down with neutrons.

“His Majesty punished those who destroyed, lured, kidnapped and enslaved nearby nations with their usual wickedness and unprecedented violence. Never treat his envoys this way again. We need to learn from Ashley's destruction. ”

Schleivich spoke to the crystal sphere and revealed the scene of the neutron bombs' fall. A neutral grenade drops from one of Colbat's missiles circling the atmosphere as if a star had fallen silently.

However, the explosion that was triggered when it went into turbulence swept the area with overwhelming flames and completely disinfected the area with horrific radioactivity, along with an off-white mushroom cloud. After all the explosions stopped, the Druid Clan's location was vitrified, leaving only empty red craters.

“This foolish choice is enough. No more plotting treason. ”

He denounced the leaders who made such choices in a sad tone, strongly urging them not to make foolish choices in front of this overwhelming gap. All the wizards' networks were silent with fear.

When Schleivich declared again that any wizard who could see the crystal ball would have to come here, he finally made his way to Illuvelas with a fleet and a procession of wizards.

The Druid Clan was a remote island in the southern hemisphere of the continent. It was based on their judgment that there was no safe place on this star if such an attack could be carried out.

[Captain, the Wizards' procession is being observed. Wizards are coming to Illuvelas in every city, every state. The embarrassment of each country is being tapped.]

It's not a crisis, and the wizards are “asking for a road” all over the continent, so the countries are baffled. The states, however, had no idea what was going on inside the tower, so they took a look at the contract and agreed to go along with it.

A procession of wizards with lamps was observed. The captain has taken control of all the Magic Grids, so they were not able to use the Alpha Zeta's Teleport Gate until they made a pledge of allegiance, so they came aboard ships, wagons, horses, or magic carts. Perhaps the first one to reach was those who rode a flying cart.

Tyrant rushes to get ready for them.

[BN009445SSID Asteroid Squad has been powered down. Captain.]

The BN009445SSID asteroid fleet consisted of six asteroids. It was the asteroid belt predicted to be the most resourceful of asteroids located between the gas planet in the Alpha Triul system and the last rocky planet.

He dug his insides clean and scraped off all usable resources, and applied concrete to the remaining surfaces to make them white and firm. From the atmosphere, you air shot out the space radiation and dust and descended to the center of the ruined Illuvelas Castle, lifting it into the air.

Although it was a small asteroid, it was as if the moon was strong as six large asteroids, each of which had a diameter of one kilometer, were floating in the sky of the Castle of Illuvelas.

[I haven't found any high quality minerals like Annex or Whydrethan, but luckily I was able to gather a lot of ore. It's not much use, but we've also found lots of gold and diamonds.]

“I remember watermelon when I dug it all up and ate it when I was a kid. ”

In fact, we used a lot of asteroid belt in the process of making metropolis. Although the best materials were used in Metropolis first, the asteroid used for wizards' towers was a military resource, this was not a fortress to be treated as a complete waste.

Six giant asteroids, unmatched by the previous archipelago, floated above one of the ancient cities of Illuvelas. I looked at the people with a different view that the wizards are coming. Many drones took nanotube steel and twisted it into layers to connect the asteroid and the Illuvelas surface.

“Did he think of a name for this tower? ”

[I've decided to name it the Six Star Tower.]

"Six Star Tower? SST."

[I don't think it's abbreviated like us. Old-fashioned. I'll call it the six-star tower every time.]

The captain nods.

Many people were looking up at the sky while eating meat. Carbon nanotube construction from the ground to the stars, even though it was as hollowed out as a sunrise, seemed to create a trajectory elevator.

Once completed, the central building, such as the chunky Obelisk, will connect with the floating asteroid belt in the sky with anti-gravity engines, creating a truly magical tower atmosphere.

When the promised date came, there would be a lot of wizards, so we needed to clear the way before that.

“I'm glad the festival is lively. Though many have lost their families, sadness must be covered with joy. ”

Former Roman emperors should not have starved any in Rome. If a ship carrying food across the Mediterranean sinks, it is because of the virtue of the Roman Emperor. The Roman emperors were worshipped as gods and fed all the Roman citizens and even beggars in addition.

That's what the captain did in Illuvelas, except to be worshipped. Tyrant's nanoreplicators were unable to produce food for the sophisticated design and production of the Battleship Engine Department, so he had AGC143 buy pigs, vegetables, fruits, liquor, and even relatively clean new clothes while he was buying magic reagents. And I solved all this for free in the whole city.

"Ah, that's a good grill!"

A lower class man in Illuvelas asked me to cut off a large piece of pork belly that I had not often eaten. Pigs roasted on sticks instead of synthetic meat all over the city.

Immediately, the whole of Illuvelas was filled with acrid smoke, but the smell of roasting meat warmed the hearts of those hungry for trouble before the meat entered their mouths.

"So! Hans fell in a dumpster!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Lina! Where are you going?"

"Mom! I'm going to hang out with my friends!"

Yesterday I lost my home, but today I have clothes to wear, a place to sit, liquor and pork. A large bowl of salad stuffed with various vegetables was presented to each individual with disposable dishes, forks and spoons.

The children were sad because of their lost friends, but soon they were revitalized by the smell of meat and food, and their parents mourned for them. Instead, they spoke loudly.

In the cold polar regions, it was luxurious to mourn for a long time.

Smoke flows from the porcine vents throughout the surviving Illuvelas camp, and the pig skin creaks and ripens beautifully over the hot firewood.

Inside the cauldron were vegetables and meat boiled in hot water, and the meat of a beef, pork, or mysterious monster was sliced and boiled. It smells hot and sweet. It was a meat trough that would be popular in the cold winter.

An android soldier stands between a hundred people, dipping his meat into a boiling pot with a sharply edged skewer instead of an electromagnetic rifle. He dipped the meat on the cutting board and sliced the soft fat with a knife (pulsing). And I put it in a disposable bowl well.

"Enjoy as much meat as you want!"

This time, the android tore off a pair of swirling pig legs and slapped them again. I was cut with bone and joints. Every time the meat was chopped, people clapped and cheered.

It was pork that the peasants thought to try once a year. Especially since it was so poor. Occasionally, it was their diet to eat and drink a little pig's tail if they were caught by necessity. So it was pleasant just to see a huge lump of meat splattered with a knife.

"Long live the Captain!"

"Hail! Hail!"

The people who survived everywhere gathered their families and shared liquor and meat. A rich fruit basket and meat reminded me of a sumptuous rural feast.

"This is the right amount."

The captain takes off his Watchdogs and walks among the people. No one recognized the captain because he was wearing a special nanogram mask. Taking off more than two meters of washcloth, and standing in the distance with the smell of meat and human flesh, it was different for the captain.

"This soil. This is the first time I've actually stepped on it."

It was Luna who first came into this world and took off her washcloth. He bends his knees for a moment, tramples people, buries the dirt in the city, takes off the dirt that smells of meat and sweat, and grabs it with his bare hands.

I've been fighting on the Alphazeta for so long, but this was the first time I've touched the dirt with my bare hands.

It was always a strained streak, so taking off your washcloths wasn't easy. Of course, we still should not be completely relaxed, and advanced stealth mode combat androids in case of a crisis have already checked the risks of the Captain's location as they plummeted onto the rooftops of the sixty combat android squadrons.

Of course, the captain was wearing a uniform equipped with Force Field Generators, not just bare bodies, but even bare bodies, unlike ordinary humans. In the event of a crisis, a drone carrying a Washts will ’fire’ at the captain.

"Captain, what a hot feast."

Francesco is walking with the captain.

Yesterday the captain came to Iksa and looked through the system. The captain and Francesco had a brief conversation about Arden's treatment.

There was some tension between the two. Dr. Francesco was feeling anxious about the condition of the captain's psychology. Turning an isolated adult into a military bee alone is something every civilian government is afraid of.

The day after a slightly tense conversation, the captain takes Francesco out into the middle of a town where people dance, sing and bake meat. Taking off the washers, exposing yourself in the middle of danger.

"Dr. Francesco. I had to show you this."

The captain rises up, grabbing the dirt from his hands and looks around.

"Mr. Francesco, take a look. These people. What do you see and what do you feel?"

"I see a great festival that sublimates their fears and grief. Homo Ludens. Even though it's far from Earth, humans here are just as amused. It's like a flood of flames of life rising into the sky, mingling in sorrow and pain, and alcohol and meat and dancing and singing."

The captain nods. It looked the same in his eyes. The same is true of the high-altitude autonomous drones that are connected to his optic nerve. The flames spill over every few meters, boiling meat and baked meat sprinkle hot heat on this cold ground.

A kind of heat island phenomenon was created thanks to the cooking that was baked and boiled to feed only a few people who were not even in the metropolitan area. Warm smoking blows out of the city.

"Tyrant stopped me. I took off my robe and told them not to mix it up. But for me, even if I took the risk, I had to take the same breath in the same place. because we needed to know more clearly what it was to protect them."

[Captain, I still disagree with you walking this land without the Waschutes.]

“Did you hear that?”

The captain laughs and seriously looks around.

"These are people."

In the heat of the festival, the air surrounded the two of them as if it were surrounded by other worlds. But what they were looking at was the same. People. Dancing, singing, holding my baby in their arms, eating.

"Yes, sir. And all the people who died like bugs in the nuclear weapons you used."

Dr. Francesco told the captain with a sinister, inappropriate name.

The captain nods. Francesco must have used the word 'worm’ very carefully.

The captain was clearly a man who pushed hard to achieve anything. I have the means and means to devise strategies and schemes and achieve my goals in any way.

He was such a tyrant.

But as he said to himself, protecting them was also his important purpose and honor. To what extent is it ethical to freely deal with forces like nuclear weapons?

You feel a scratch on the captain's insides like an awl. It seems Francesco is planning a healing session outdoors. The captain shakes his head.

"Forgive me, Francesco. I'm a little tired from the outdoor counseling sessions. Although the enhanced brain is holding on to more guilt than most people do, I am also a very sensitive person. Later on, we will conduct a consultation session in a safe place."

"I understand, Captain. So what did you come here to see today? Are you here to see those dancing people?"

People singing the cheerful Illuvelas folk are eating pork so drunk that they dance on their shoulders and become greasy on their faces. It looks barbaric, but the captain looks at it with warm eyes. And the captain looks back at Francesco and says,

"Yes, with air and skin. I've come to think about how far I have to go to be a demon for those I have to protect. I've killed over 10,000 people in the last two days."

“Though it was an order. ”

“In a word. So I can't give everyone the same affection. Someone's killed by the mob, someone's providing free food. ”

“There's nothing we can do about it strategically. ”

The captain nods. Francesco was a horse.

“Captain, have you seen enough? They seem to be satisfied. Well, I've never experienced anything other than this life, so the horizon of perception is limited. ”

The captain nods.

“I've made my decision again. Some say that all things are harmonious, but living as a life is a distinction. I should do the same. Let's move on. Let's share the land where we stand with those who will kill and those who will live. ”

< 27. Illuvelas Reconstruction 2: Six Stars and Festivals > End

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