Underground city exterior
You have to give up a lot of freedom to live in an underground city.
Apart from being free to walk outside the city, there was little freedom to marry, and the person to marry was decided by their parents and the community to which they belonged.
There were also limited meals, drinkable drinks, and entertainment available to the mouth.
The breadth of education is also narrow.
There are even a number of implicit rules that must be followed.
—— I want to smash it.
That was the sentiment and desire the marshal had.
That he is a clan of city council members who move this city, and that he will be entrusted with the head of the army - a handful of happiness within this city, yet he wanted to break the rules here.
—— It's the limit.
The ancestors, who lived hidden underground to escape the dreaded monsters, also survived the inter-ethnic fighting that had been going on for hundreds of years.
Underground people do not know how many other races have died as a result of the war. Shouldn't we be joining forces against monsters if we were supposed to? And the marshal thought, when he was born, "There are only three races in the world, just us underground, dark elves and dragon men," he taught.
And another important teaching--that "there is a God in this world, and the voice of God can only be heard by the Ulme General Headquarters".
What do you mean that no one else will listen, but only the Ulme General Headquarters will know? Besides, they never say anything else about it. The fear ran when I saw that nasty salme was so great at shielding such mystery. The young men who would accept it with all due respect and even sell their bodies to her as funny couldn't help but be creepy.
Only three races in the world.
Besides, one of those species, our underground top, is out of his mind. No, aren't we already going crazy around that too...
If you think so —— you think it's the limit.
But we need power to destroy this city, to destroy society. If you can break it, regenerate it, and work with other races, there's only one way to survive.
The Marshal had found that "power" in the genius pearl --.
(Who is that boy!? No, I pulled out more genius pearls than that!?)
The star 6 genius pearl given to Sumeria was exactly the "power" the Marshal wanted. But tonight's intruder beat Sumeria and even plucked the genius pearl (...).
The genius pearl, which even looks disastrous, shines light in this dark underground city.
"Who are you!? That's ours!
The battle was over, and the marshal raised his voice while many were taken lightly and unable to move.
The storm has stripped the intruder's hood. The face that showed up there belonged to the boy, about mid teens.
"... what kind of ownership do you claim when you unilaterally catch the refs who were on the crashed airship?
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Really? Is this the boy that the police raided and got paid back?
"Are you... one of the dragon men"
"They are refs. No sayings will be unduly bound to you."
But this is how you're trespassing in our city.
"... If it's a city and you're saying it's illegal to break in, why don't you put it at the gatekeeper?"
He's the one with the mouth around, and the marshal grunts abominably.
It was no other marshal who suggested 10 years ago that a lookout should be set up on several routes into the underground city. But when I put the watch down, it didn't show up that anyone was trying to break in, and they started saying, "The watch is a punishment game," etc., and the person in charge of the watch only wrote the report, "No anomalies today," and stopped taking the watch.
As a result, the Marshal had to withdraw his policy.
(He said he should be happy that there are no anomalies with watching...!
That's what I said, but there were few endorsers. Even the centenarian of the belly said, "Well, this isn't the place to be broken in," like the rest of the underground, showing up to an unusual level of trust in the secrecy of the underground city.
"The refs, whatever race they may be, the crash site of the airship is our territory. It's our job to figure out what happened there."
"... that might be so. Well, at a time when we're locking up the refs in solitary confinement, it's superstitious."
"Oh and here's what I'll say! Aren't you the manipulative hunk!
Marshal said, the boy just shrugged his shoulders small.
I'm also frustrated with the trick —— the staff member whispers beside me.
"... Marshal, buy us some more time. We'll seal all exits in that gap."
I had that hand.
All right, go —— when I'm going to say it.
"Oh, you better move your gestures now and stop thinking about blocking the exit. By and large, is there anyone stronger than this... Mr. Sumeria?
"Ugh..."
Sure, yeah. There is only one way for the damage to expand if we fight here, than if Sumeria were defeated and not even won by the raids of the police.
"... may be so"
If so, what do you do? The staff member asks sideways. I was wondering if I would block the exit and what I would do.
The calculation begins dizzily in the Marshal's brain.
Destroyed as good as this (even if it was mostly Sumeria who broke it), the captives were freed and deprived of even 6 star genius pearls —— no doubt dismissing their own marshals. No, that would still be better. Even my father's council seat would try to take that salme away.
"Then stay there. I 'm--"
"But"
Now, at this moment, what can you do?
The marshal went to the bet.
"I can't just miss you like this. All of us will risk our lives to keep you out. I don't care how many people die. Worst of all, destroy all exits and bury them alive"
A staff officer peeled at the marshal's words.
The soldiers in the rear said, "Whoa, are you serious?" "I can't. I'll get out of here first," he said, "but I don't mind.
"... Are you insane? You think you're gonna kill one of me with the lives of all the citizens of the city?
The boy said as if he was frightened, but if he leaves here, the Marshal's bet is a failure.
"That's right. Go, Staff. Did you hear what I said?
"Ha, yes...... you're very kind"
"I don't mind. Go now —— the others, surround him!
On the Marshal's decree, cursory moving military men surround the boy in far-flung windows.
"Ha...... ok. There are innocent citizens here, but if they're sacrificed for me, they're not sleeping well. What would you like? Oh, it's nashi to give the refs back."
I won, I thought.
I didn't mean it seriously. I wasn't going to let the marshal go in there ready to smash balls. Instead of ordering, most of my men will not move —— by that point the army of the Underground is rotten.
"I don't mind doing it with the refs. What I claim is that we take over the crashed airship because it's on our territory."
"... um, I don't mind"
"And give me back my gifted pearl."
This was the absolute condition.
Even the genius pearl will recover from the loss of ground if you return.
When it comes to damage, it's about the damage to the city's exterior, and it didn't cause human damage.
"Oh, is that so? I was going to give it back."
"-- what?
"Please don't drop it"
Like nothing, the boy unleashed a gifted pearl. It drew a parabola and fell at the Marshal's disposal.
This is —— 6 star genius pearls......
"I'll just say one thing,"
To the frightened marshal, the boy's voice sounded.
"I would never recommend using that [Frenzy King Ken Dance (Insein Blade)]. Because the use of a gift causes a lack of memory. As this progresses, it will eventually interfere with everyday life, and I think it will die…"
"Hey, what...?
"Don't you have fussies that come to mind when you look at her?
It was Sumeria lying at the boy's feet.
Sumeria said she was a bright girl —— and people have certainly changed since she got this gift.
What if that's the price you pay for using your gifts?
"... No way, that's true"
Gosh, my spine got cold.
No, but I reconsider. Isn't that why this is strong? Isn't that all powerful "power"? Wasn't this exactly what I wanted?
"That's all the terms, isn't it? Well, I'll be there."
The boy walks toward the wall once again. The entrance and exit there should have been blocked, but are you going to do something with more magic than just go ahead without caring?
A soldier surrounded only by an enclosure, frightened, paves the way for the boy.
That's it, that's it. This was the big disturbance tonight —— and when the marshal was caught off guard.
"Stand up for me!? If I let that intruder get away, I can't live in this city and then I'm ready!
I didn't want to hear the most, but I heard it.
Salme, accompanied by a large number of his entourage, walked by his hand.
Cold sweat erupts from all over your body.
Only this woman, this one, her physiological aversion will stand first and keep her calm thoughts.
"Marshal! Order me now! He told me to stop that bastard!
"And, but... they did, and so did Sumeria"
"Ahhh!?"
Seeing Sumeria fall away, Salme spits a pep —— take it, some clerks offer a golden sputum kettle, so it's a sight that makes her head crunch.
"So... does he mean he's at least 6 stars strong?
"... Ha. I was wondering if he was a man of great strength."
…………
The nagging marshal, he can't look up. You can hear the puffy, nasty noise coming from Salme's face. Something sounded like a bee out.
"What do you hate about Atashi?" I hate losing so much. Wow! Didn't you know, Marshal, this bokenas is awesome!
"I'm sorry"
I'm driven by crawling and wanting to apologize, but I stomped at the gibberish because he had a slight last remaining hold.
"I didn't expect anything from you from the beginning, but wow! If you can't, just report it. Yah!
"I'm sorry --"
"Get out of the way!!"
The marshal let himself lie down with his shoulder thrust. Salme and Salme's entourage go all the way. Ahead is the boy standing with a pompous face.
I guess I don't know what's going on here right now.
"This bastard... is a thank you to the city of Atashi for taking the liberty he wants. Buh, kill him!
Salme raised his right hand.
"Come out, wow! Mediator (...)!! Your enemies are here. Wow!
At that moment —— even the light sources that were snuggling at the underground city disappeared, and the surroundings became a dark world as anointed with ink.