My Death Flags Show No Sign of Ending

Instantly kill two ice dragons. With such a distant sight, El and Reefa had no choice but to lose their voices anymore.

But the way Harold felt tired, scared, and excited about the current battle was not the same. Ask Reefa, who was hanging around with the same chilled expression as before.

"What are you doing?

"To?"

"Weren't you supposed to take a biological sample of the ice dragon? I think that carcass is perfect."

"- So is that!

Pocan only for a moment in the wake of Harold's words, Reefa bravely approaches the body of the icedragon as he wraps his arms around him when he stands up well in the next moment.

It's called fast recovery, it's called unafraid audacity, she's probably a big shot at her too.

A short distance from those two, Elle had managed to cure the tremors in her body. Fear like being tapped into instincts before understanding with your head.

It was hard inside to contain it.

"Rumor has it you've heard, but you must have the strength to do it. I'm afraid so."

Speak so in the guise of calm.

Harold, who received Elle's words, distorted that look to make a fool of himself.

"Which mouth says. I'm sure what you're grasping at isn't something less certain than rumors."

"What are you talking about?

Elle falls in love in white. I was just interested.

It is clear from previous information that Elle is familiar with Harold's circumstances. You wouldn't consider Elle a stubborn traveler. On top of that, I dared to make it easy to understand how Harold recognized himself.

And what came back was enough words to surprise Elle.

"Stop running low, Giffelt"

Harold spoke of Elle's identity lightly, as if it were nothing.

I don't have a name. I haven't given you any information that I can assure you of.

I also thought you were sickling, but Harold seemed convinced.

"... Giffelt is that? Does a kid like me look like such a big guy?

"Giffelt is the ethnic name you use. If you belong to a family, you deserve to be named. Didn't I?"

An even bigger shock strikes Elle than earlier. Harold was right about what he said.

Giffelt's name is not an individual's name, but a clan's ethnic name. Men and women, adults, children and old men, if they are of the clan, can speak their names.

They trade information to each and share them with the clan. An idol of fiction, but surely present, created by doing so is the informant Giffelt.

A code that has been passed down in order not to identify the existence of a clan. It is also a secret that can be said to be of utmost importance to them.

How does he know that? I don't think I would have disclosed the information so far, even if I had known other Giffelt.

But Elle also understands that there will never be. Harold knows the truth, so he leaked it from somewhere.

"Well, I don't care about that. So how far did you know me?

Harold keeps talking as if he only thinks about Giffelt's secrets and other aspects of the conversation, but if it comes from Elle, it's not a hoard. They hold the secret of the clan, and how they treat it remains Harold's will.

It is a nasty way to threaten inside. I lie in this situation, and my worst predictions creep into my head to see what happens if it is exposed.

"If I told Reefa everything, would you believe me?

"Impossible."

Harold ran out of words immediately.

That would be so. What blew into Reefa was the false truth that was then created on the basis of the facts, prepared to be grasped by a man who was suspicious of the Council's verdict and put into exploration. In a tangible way, lying.

The council of Wang Capital is at the top of the state apparatus. Think normally, there's no way the verdict handed down where the prestigious aristocrats raised their voices will be overturned.

And I can see how different that verdict is at a time when I'm prepared to be explored in advance.

But if I had only kept it that way, perhaps it would not have been pursued so far. It was definitely the word "subject” that became its biggest factor.

On the face of Cover Story, Harold was exempt from execution by collaborating in a study.

Harold's ability to play an important role in the Kingdom's livery project only earned him a position as a "service" to atone for his sins.

(You might have stepped in a little too cheap...)

I thought using the term subject would rock Harold and bring him closer to the hidden truth. That's why I wanted to use Reefer.

As a result, it was a counter attack that I didn't expect.

But Elle rethinks. Sure, it's a threat that they knew about the clan's secrets, but they got the information that Harold knew about it. If you hadn't noticed, you might have been in an irrevocable situation one day.

From now on, we can also stand around to avoid that future.

"I'll ask you again. Answer me now."

Asked again, Elle decided to be ready.

How far do you know about Harold? It's not a question of specificity, but the answer he was looking for had a point.

Perhaps you know why Harold is called a subject or not.

And Elle knows.

It was incredible information, but I could see Harold's strength and convince him that it was something close to the truth or the truth.

Will Harold kill Elle when he finds out? Even if I did, it wouldn't be anything strange.

But I also thought he wouldn't be such an understatement if he understood how a group called Giffelt works.

Even if it's so much information that you have to seal the human mouth you know, it's Giffelt who has it, El. Once it spreads inside, there is no way to prevent its spread.

It's like we're holding each other's bombs. And they could be done in peace if they weren't even on the surface.

"... apparently you can't hide it. As I am concerned, I am grasping facts that are inconvenient to you. Finally, I'm lost in dealing with it."

Think about it, Elle says. You just have to assume that there's no point in killing El here. I hope they feel at risk.

"Whatever you do, you are gaining that mighty power by cutting lives. We're in danger if we mishandle information and inhumane weapons like that."

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Harold has an overwhelming advantage in this world: original knowledge. It would most likely stand in your favor if you had it.

It is the gift of original knowledge that we have been hit by unexpected events on several occasions, but have nevertheless managed to break the flag that could lead to death until now.

But there were two humans who feared that even with such a defiant move, they would go up there.

One makes him a mad genius scientist and is also the lass boss of 'Brave Hearts', Justus Freund.

And the other is Giffelt, an informer who had system and meta knowledge in the game.

It was unknown, especially with regard to Giffelt. Will Giffelt's information remain within the realm of this world, or will it overlook the world from a single dimension as originally written?

I don't even know if I'm an enemy or an ally, and then I risk being exposed to Harold's myriad secrets.

I would be comfortable if I could be one of them, but I thought that contact had to be discreet.

The sudden development that it meets in the midst of a task entrusted to it by Justus as to what cause it is, and somehow is offered to accompany it.

Honestly, Giffelt and I might have turned it down if it was just the two of us, but some of us were going to be buffers called Reefers, and I wanted to know what she was capable of at the moment.

It was Harold's soul guts that if he could see a gap on it and identify Giffelt,

And now Giffelt has spoken a decisive word.

An embedded sword of crystals held by Harold. It was developed by Justus, and he said it was "a weapon that acquires a powerful force in consideration for life."

Harold was more impressed than that while he was heartily stunned by the fact.

(Giffelt's name isn't Dade...... Did you get there?)

That's the last line of defense that Justus put up saying, "You don't have to, but just in case." False information that is deceiving the upper echelons of the country because Justus makes Harold a pawn to move freely.

By paying in the form of Harold collaborating in research while cutting lives, I was able to physically withdraw the execution.

But even though they are criminals, they can't possibly publish deals that will kill people's lives, and they are told as truth only among a very limited number of people.

Even though Giffelt is a special group of intellectuals, its power to reach even state secret class information, including the development of weapons, would rightly be the highest in the world.

And it is Yustus who is so desperate to pursue them. It is quite difficult to be embraced by such a human being while not being enlightened about the conspiracy of times of need.

But that's what I assumed from the beginning. And Harold's confidence is not excessive enough to think of doing that on his own.

As things stand, it is difficult for Harold individuals to move freely outside of the Justus directive.

That's why we have collaborators. With Giffelt's information network, it will also be possible to move them efficiently. I'd like to draw you to this side.

"... well. Were you that deep?"

Even spill words as heavily as if they were serious. I felt like Giffelt - Elle's face was slightly bluer because of the atmosphere.

He wasn't the type to look that good in the game, but it would be more convenient for Harold to take care of him at all.

"The information you have is a substitute that only a handful of people in this country are allowed to know. You can't keep your mouth shut when they bring it up."

"... would you kill me?

"Oh, that's the quickest way"

Elle takes a breath. The blues on my face increased even more.

"But foolishly, that's a bad idea. Not worth a thought."

"Huh?"

"Your abilities are worth using. Join me under my umbrella and wield that power."

"... maybe you're soliciting me?

"If that's not what you sound like, your ears are unusual."

"To you, or to say no and die..."

Elle groaned a line she couldn't listen to. Even if they refuse, Harold has absolutely no intention of killing Elle.

Well, I'm sure that rhetoric doesn't make excuses for being taken that way, but I don't want to make such an ultimate compression interview to make Elle's heart test worse.

"I myself have no interest in your life or death. If you say no, do as you please."

"... heh. If that's true, it's not as if I risk turning down the invitation, but is it true?

"No, that's not true. Turning down my invitation is a risk that you can't afford to see."

I can't see the story.

"Then I'll tell you so you know. You don't want The Memory of the Stars?

Elle's expression breaks down like never before.

Surprise or suspicion. It turned into something that was difficult to describe, with all kinds of emotions mixed.

"Duh, how did you know about that... and not even where...?

"I'm not gonna tell you that right now."

I can't say it's original knowledge, etc. But to see this reaction, even Giffelt doesn't seem to be a cheesy being able to metacognize the world.

Then it is not easy to make some contact even as Harold.

"So, what do we do? Step closer to Giffelt's grief or miss the opportunity."

"... there are too many things I don't know, too many suspicions. Believe this story, it's impossible... but it's certain that we want it at all costs."

"Then see for yourself if my words are true. I don't need credit or trust in the process."

If you proceed as you originally did in the first place, Elle can get eighty-nine Star Memories. I'm just saying that in gratitude.

I don't even know that. Elle sandwiched a slight silence before accepting Harold's negotiations. Lie on one knee on the spot and drool your head.

"My... no, I leave my power as Giffelt to you. Please use as you wish, Master Harold."

"Show more results than a special attitude. That's all I'm asking."

Harold said so with his usual arrogance as he looked down at Elle, who respectfully takes a gesture of gratitude. In my heart, I am happy that this is still the case.

Giffelt joined his camp. Combined with Harold's original knowledge, it might also be possible to put that Justus behind him.

We have a few months before the original begins. The foundations for a steady counterattack had been laid.