Civilization Game

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Name: Martin Walker

Affiliation: The Abyss Mafia

Title: Mafia Boss

Race: Humans

Power Rating: (B +) *

Tonsil Grade: (B)

& Outline Grade:

Political grade: (C)

A Class B + helpless.

High Ability: Loan

His absolute charisma and intimidation, which for a long time, as the head of a criminal organization, has actually leapt beyond the realm of talent into the realm of talent. Gives a temporary Stat Down debuff to all enemies against Martin. If you're more than a mile away from Martin, it won't work.

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What, what, what? This crazy stat! And you're a B + powerless hero? '

It was even higher than Beatrice, the same helpless class. Class B + is the top hero that rarely appears in the beginning of the entire continent. I can't believe there's such a thing as monsters in a small country like Abyss!

But Lord could never think of himself as a favored man. The whereabouts in the National Intelligence window do not include the name Martin Walker.

The status of the deceased shows heroes who are either the king's forces or controlled by the king. The name of Harbert, the head of the lab, was not there at first, but it was only after Lord had recruited him as a technical advisor that he was added to the disappearance.

In other words, Martin Walker is not a hero that Lord can control. It appears to be one of Abyss' most powerful indigenous forces.

Jubbuck, Jubbuck, Jubbuck.

His gait is getting closer. Rod swallowed his saliva with a fierce tingling sensation. There is no Beatrice now. Here, I was distracted by the thought that he might be the end of the line.

"Your Majesty."

Martin's funeral. It feels as if a giant bear is leaning in front of you.

"Oh, it's been a long time. Th……."

Lord's gaze lingers on Eve for a moment. Eve is in a hurry to shape her mouth. 'Sook. Boo.? "

"... Don't, Uncle Martin."

"I see. Just one month? It's been a long time."

Whew. Lord sighs in relief. For now, it seemed to have passed safely.

"...... But what are you doing here?"

"Phew. Just passing through."

That can't be right.

From that low laugh, it sounds as if there is a sinister intent. Martin glances out the window for a moment and asks.

"Your Majesty, I heard you went to the Terra Mine in secret this afternoon."

It was a gentle tone, but the rod was under pressure as if he was stabbing himself with a needle.

"…… Haha. It just hit me. I've been to a ventriloquist."

"Hmm, wouldn't you say it's gross to go near a cave?"

"I'm in a bit of a mood."

He puts a cigar in his mouth and lights it on fire. The slow but understated series of movements were as natural as watching a scene from a movie.

"… and that, and you're bringing the Principal of Harvard to the Royal Court this time?"

And I said, "Yeah, I think you're a pretty good friend."

"I see. I'm a little surprised that someone who doesn't like to talk to Abyss scientists suddenly sits next to them."

Phew. Martin casts a slow stream of cigar smoke.

Lord didn't know how to react. What the hell is this guy doing waltzing around in royal business?

"You've changed."

Martin suddenly said.

"As if you were someone else."

"……!"

Lord felt his heart throbbing. At last, the smoke almost collapsed.

"Hahaha! Is that so? I'm not sure."

Martin takes in cigar smoke without saying a word. Then, he throws the cigar out the window, smoking through his nose. At the same time, a dagger appears beneath your sleeve, and your arm swings heavily. Huff! The dagger flies towards the road at a shooting speed.

'... Huff!'

Rod is so shocked that his sitting posture solidifies.

As soon as the Dagger flew in front of his nose, he suddenly felt like he was slowing down like slow motion and his body fluttered! I felt a sense of stimulus.

The body of the road was thrown out of an open office door, and Beatrice sat on the spot where it was. She pulls out her dagger and throws it away from Martin.

Martin's dagger flies and hits the wall.

"... Huff!"

Rod lets out a trembling breath and sits flat on the floor. I thought I was really going to die.

Martin makes a good laugh.

"I didn't mean to guess, but you're overreacting. You're embarrassing me, kid."

Beatrice scowls at Martin with a ferocious look.

"…… I am your shadow. I have a mission to protect my master."

"Phew! Are you looking me in the eye now? You've grown a lot. Don't be so sensitive, I was just playing around to see the reaction."

That said, Martin turns his back and heads down toward the road.

"I apologize for your rudeness, Your Majesty. I thought you were someone else for a moment, but I think you're right."

'Son of a bitch……!'

Woodpeck! Lord gritted his teeth without my knowledge. I was suddenly furious with the smoke.

"…… Actually, I don't care who you are."

Jubbuck, Jubbuck. Martin walks out of the office with a slow gait, passing by the road.

"Please don't do anything but eye work."

Martin walks out of the corridor with just one word. None of the royal guards in the hallway could stop him.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay?"

Eve leans forward and asks.

"I'm fine."

He looks away at Martin's back. I've just solved the last piece of the puzzle.

Eve criticized Harper for not liking Lord Harper. An unusually small number of Underhaim troops and royal guards. In the commercial district, a red-headed girl called the Scarecrow Kingdom. The financial situation is not improving at all even though the continent's finest mineral terraces can be mined. Every needle in the compass was pointing to a single truth.

Rod Polentia was not just a king, but a true ruler of the Abyss. The real ruler of this country was that Martin, and Lord was just sitting there as a puppet.

'…… That's right.'

Lord's eyes gleam brightly.

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"Hmph."

As Unibelle watches these images to the end, she casts a cold glance at the fallen road.

"Excellent. Suddenly you don't do anything."

"……."

"Unibell, stop."

Eve said as if she was tying. But looking at Lord, she doesn't seem to have the slightest intention of getting his attention.

"That's exactly what Martin said. Now, don't pretend you're doing us a favor, pretend you're making amends. You have no reason to, no power."

Unibell's crimson eyes blaze as if to say so.

Lord feels overwhelmed by sin, not angry. Lord was not so delicate in the first place. If it were normal, 'cause I didn't do it.' Strangely, it didn't work out so well now.

Lord keeps quiet, and she turns her back.

"A word of advice? If you want to live, just stick to the palace and die like rats. Because it's for you, or for this country."

"…… Uni."

Unibell stops to walk out and looks back. Beatrice scatters her dark energy and stares at her.

"…… apologize."

"What?"

"... apologize to the master."

"I don't want to."

Unibell grins.

"Oh? I'm just saying, are you still stuck in front of Mr. Martin?"

Beatrice's blue-eyed eyes light up slowly.

"Then die."

Shhhh! Beatrice whips her dagger with no one to stop her. As her lightning-ridden dagger was about to be plunged into Unibell's throat, a red stick appeared in Unibell's hand in a sudden car. Kaga! The dagger scratches at the stick, making a loud noise.

"That's funny."

Unibell smiles.

"……!"

Beatrice's eyes widen. Unibell's feet had just flown in front of him.

Whoo-hoo!

Beatrice lets her head down in a hurry. Unibell's legs creak across her eyes.

Unibell uses the kick's recoil to rotate his body and move his left hand. The red glow flashes once and through her fingers emerges chalk-shaped red bars.

The eyes of Lord who captured his appearance flashed.

'…… Magic?'

Shotgun! A red flash comes in a straight line and Beatrice, who quickly rises her torso, grabs the dagger in reverse and draws it up and down.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. The red bars are splitting in exactly half. Before the debris even reached the ground, the two girls ran at the same time and kicked each other in the head.

Tuquaak!

Fierce shock waves erupted as each other's legs collided with X-rays. Lord grunts and raises his arm overhead. The documents scatter into the air and the books of the bookshelf tumble down in shock.

"Stop it, both of you!"

Eve shouts, but she doesn't seem to hear if she's already completely immersed in the battle.

Get it, get it! Chang! Kuang!

The red tail that reminds me of the comet and the sharp silver trail of the dagger collided fiercely in the air. It was a hand-to-hand combat with little concession. The pupils of the road that watch the fight grow in surprise.

'What the hell. What do you mean, "collide with Beatrice"?'

Unibell swings his left arm with a short jump to the rear. Papa Papa Pot! Four pastels blush the air and swarm Beatrice.

Beatrice's reaction was also rapid. The right hand holding the dagger moves quickly enough to make it invisible for an instant. The rod's eyes appear to have just drawn the dagger upward, but the movement splits all the rods flying from different directions in half and rolls to the ground.

"What were you thinking during the fight!"

Unibell shouts.

That attack wasn't all of it. Red bars fly out of Unibell's other hand in a time gap into Beatrice's shoulders, abdomen and legs.

Her body flew backwards at an incredible speed and hit the wall.

Kuku Kung!

The bookshelf collapses and the teacups fall to the ground. Beatrice vomits blood. She appears to have taken some damage, but her right foot is already preparing for the next jump.

"That?"

At the same time, Unibell and Beatrice mutter in a high-powered cry. Eve screams with fierce eyes.

"Both of you are out of line! It's not safe here!"

"…… * *."

Unibell's arms tremble and begin to sag. Beatrice, who was about to charge again, also slowly lowers her arm, holding the dagger.

Unibell clenches his tongue once, then turns his head to look at Beatrice.

"I'm disappointed. It sucks to be an emotional assassin."

"……."

"And I don't understand why you're covering for that pervert."

Unibell's gaze turns away and stays on Lord for a moment.

"You're the one who has to hate this guy the most. Idiot."

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Name: Universal Full House

Affiliation: Abyss Black Wing

Title: Black Wing Merchant Guild

Race: Humans

Power Rating: (B) *

& Channel Grade:

& Outline Rating:

Political Grade: (C +)

A Class B helpless class.

Unique Ability: Trigger - Red Thread Covenant

She can control the unique frequency of her magic and turn Mana itself into a bomb. But from the moment I opened my eyes to these same powers, I lost all my potential as a wizard.

Controls the power and trigger time of an explosion, and she only takes one-quarter of the damage from the explosion she's caused.

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That brings out all the three heroes of Abyss.

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Kujo Jotaro/Unibell's power is still too strong to kill for blasphemy Heh heh heh/Yep, no matter how powerful the king dies, it's game over!/I can use assassins, but I can't specialize in characteristic research. System assists are in!/

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gzmf/Correct. In fact, the difficulty of information playing is the hardest!

It's a game of Helcrab/Kings? This is my masterpiece.