Reincarnator

"... I think this is getting more frustrating."

Hearing the sounds coming from everywhere, Karhal, Enkidu and Mi-hee narrow their eyes.

'Damn it. I see why you care so much not to use the Old Testament when maintaining the town.'

Discussion and unity makes ruling much more difficult.

To rule, you must tear, divide, and divide the object you wish to rule.

But I thought it would make me look like the Black Monarch, and they didn't have much intention of ruling them, so I left them alone, and they called me this.

No horsepower, no horsepower, but no word of mouth can stop it.

'Course not. Stopping it wouldn't have been much use.'

Karjal shakes his head.

If we had stopped them from communicating in this situation, their anger toward the upper races would have remained with them.

You have to be quiet so you don't even notice it.

"Damn it! What the hell?!"

"This is so annoying!"

You hear their ears full of anger down there.

If the rookies brought Mi-hee and Enby Arryn, etc., hadn't held their ground so tightly, the accident would have blown up long ago.

Karhal looks anxious.

Even if you are holding a bomb with a wick on it, you will feel more comfortable.

Man's first real victory in the Yellow Zone.

The psychology of the people was almost changing as the suppressed upper-class people grew restless, overwhelmed with uncontrollable anger, and uncertainty about when the situation would reverse.

'Damn it. Does it make sense? It's too soon.'

Karhal looks suspicious.

One of the reasons Karjal decided he was going to be okay for a while was not much.

Fear.

Because I thought fear of the upper races would still dominate their minds.

It is the same with fear that anger is one of the fundamental human emotions.

But the situation was flowing much, much more rapidly.

Anger feeds on fear too quickly.

Even if it crashes, both sides will suffer great damage.

"Dammit... I don't look familiar."

Karhal smiles bitterly at Mi-hee's back.

Then.

Mi Hee also opened her mouth with a cold expression.

"Even if it's us · · · · ·. I don't think it's quite that different."

"What?"

Awakened by Mi-hee's frostbitten expression, Karhal looked at where Mi-hee's gaze remained.

Dozens of people were surrounded by one man and walking towards where Mi Hee's back was.

Definitely not the people in the traditional yellow zone.

Not just one or two, but dozens of them can't all have muscles that bent and huge.

A group of walkers boast that they had undergone physical reinforcement, putting all the weapons in the knife bayonets to make sure there were no hostile doctors, but the tension between Mi Hee's group and them increases.

Phew.

The man standing in front of her stopped walking and smiled at Mi-hee.

Cold expression.

But I definitely read the tension on that face.

That one face explains everything.

The man looks at Mi-hee and opens his mouth.

"Things seem to have changed a lot since we changed the terrain."

Caltus smiles faintly, looking at the noisy back.

Mi-hee narrowed her eyes, looking at him like that.

'Caltus.'

A man who has been complaining about having to follow the rules publicly since he was downstairs.

Of course, there could not be only one Caltus with that opinion, and those with similar opinions gathered around Caltus and publicly vomited towards people, including Micah and Envy Arryn.

It's not a dictatorship. What the hell is this?

There was a control with a crown of thorns, so they mumbled and ended their complaints at the bottom, and of course, they couldn't carry out massacres or public executions with them, so Mi Hee's group left their hands untouched.

But it's different.

As they climb up, those who concealed their teeth realize the necklace is gone and are slowly spewing their complaints.

'I came up in a hurry. Whew... I thought you'd be quiet for a while.'

Mi-hee narrows her eyes.

I can see why Hansoo called him so urgently.

Without them, the upper races and Humans would have been at war two by now.

But they weren't a perfect team.

It was less than half a year before they joined together in the name of this supermassive clan, Member.

Too short a time to impress someone and truly be together.

And the fire that had been suppressed was slowly hitting my head.

Caltus opens his mouth to see that look.

"I'm always grateful to you guys. And admittedly great. But how long are you planning on keeping us here? Actually, I don't think there's a reason we're in this together."

Envy Arryn clenches her fists to see if she didn't like Caltus.

"... I think it explains why we have to wait a little longer. It's too soon, isn't it?"

They revealed all the information they had.

Top of the line.

And the procedure they have,

He told me that he needed an alliance with the Jinns and suppressed his complaint.

Others have been using skills for many years, but there's no way that people who are so keenly aware of their importance don't know the importance of magic.

As soon as they receive the procedure, they gain the power to move through the rest of the backward world more easily.

Caltus smiled and said.

"No. I have no complaints about that. Oh, my God. I can't believe you have that. I really appreciate you trying to share that with us. We look like angels?"

So far, I was serious.

They didn't really want to antagonize Mi-hee in front of them.

I thought we were supposed to be friends on the same boat.

But it's a completely different matter of who's in charge of that ship.

Bite when you get a chance.

Using this as a lifelong creed, Caltus, who had actually survived the world based on that idea, licked his tongue.

I feel it all over me.

The opportunity has come.

Now that their influence does not reach a new zone and their existing oppressive power disappears.

Now is the time to bite down and regain control.

Caltous laughs again.

"But I don't like the way it works. Why do we have to negotiate something like this when we're so much more dominant?"

Then Caltus looks at the Jinns' barracks from afar.

Human history has been the history of victory and conquest for generations.

Less others unite to trample on themselves and others more.

And divide what belongs to them.

From primitive times to modern societies where civilization blossomed, the essence has never changed.

But Caltus couldn't understand why he had to make peace with those distant, clearly heterogeneous people and get treated like they were begging for it.

I don't want to understand.

Let's say the Jinn are allied with those bastards and they get treated.

How can we be sure they're not messing with their bodies?

If they plant some weird time bomb in their bodies, that's the end of the game.

Of course, even if you take some damage, you have to crush them completely and put them under your feet and control them tightly.

Just like the guy at the bottom of the ground who targeted himself.

Caltus points behind him and says.

"Don't you hear the voices of those angry people over there trying to burst out of their clothes? Do you see how few of them there are? Almost half. If you raise your hand to us, I'm sure we'll be over half way there."

"..."

Mi-hee's fine glances narrowed down a little.

I was worried it would come true.

There are more of them than there are of the angry settlers.

However, the story changes if Caltus raises his hand in front of him.

'Like this · · · ·. It's out of control.'

Caltus smiles joyfully looking at Mi-hee, throwing one last word.

"Haven't we lived in our own democratic society for decades? I think we should do a lot of this. It's only dictators who ignore the sound of the public, right? Don't you? Listen to their voices."

"... you son of a bitch. So, what, we're gonna start a war?"

Karjal pops out of nowhere, and Caltus narrows his eyebrows, bursting his empty laugh and opening his mouth.

"Yes, that's it."

"What the..."

When those who lost their words to the violent talk stopped, Caltus said with a frighteningly cold expression.

"This damn world is a battlefield. What's wrong with going to war on a battlefield?"

"..."

"You must be having a hard time gathering weapons and skills in your body to play around. So we can split up the mountains and go along the river to get along?"

Caltus utters one last word, looking at the stumped people.

"Let's be honest. We've all been pushing our punches to survive. It's just a little bigger."

Caltus flinches at the sight of the Jinns' camp from afar.

.............................

Kel-durin narrows his gaze at the distant humans.

Then I opened my mouth.

"There's something I need to take care of before I can fix Garmea. What are they gonna do?"

You hear a shout in your ears, insisting that you must strike them relentlessly.

'I'm tired of hearing development. Stupid bastards.'

No, maybe they didn't develop hearing.

The atmosphere didn't seem that bad.

Kel-durin, who narrowed his eyes slightly, clears his mouth.

"You said there is no king in your tribe, right? But I think there should be a king in the tribe. A man who has complete control over his faction.A man who can act like an animal. Especially in the exhibition."

Kel-durin, who said so, opened his mouth, looking at Hansoo.

"Basically, to make alliances, you have to guarantee each other's safety. But this is why we can't trust your kind."

"So?"

Kel-durin replied with a cold expression.

"You need a bargain with us, don't you? But first, show me the terms of your alliance. Use your power to control them all. And come to us once you've completely eliminated the chaos."

Then Kel-durin crosses his arms and takes a step back.

Movement that implies you want to watch.

"You don't have to do it in the mud. '

Kel-durin mutters with a expressionless face.

As long as they take away the weak flesh from the wheel of life and acquire the strong flesh, the path they will go on is that higher up in the sky, a higher dream.

I don't want to get tangled up in this land.

Basically, civilizations don't care about barbarians.

Humans who only have the power to use their eyes and like to use violence were not barbarians, more or less.

I don't have to get involved, I don't want to get involved.

Kel-durin looks at Hansoo and opens his mouth.

"Show me what you've got. That's our condition. Wouldn't that be enough to make an alliance with us? The deadline is one week."

The opponent is in a hurry.

It can only be done by themselves.

Hansoo shakes his head at Kel-durin's words.

"What's the big deal? There's a much simpler way. You want me to take care of this right now?"

"What?"

When kel-durin ran aground.

Hansoo opens his mouth with a smile.

"Hand over half your satellite fortress to me. 'Cause then everything would be clear."

"What nonsense..."

Kel-durin frowns at the warlock impression, then clutches his jaw with a blemish.

After a while.

"Have you seen a thief like this?"

Kel-durin, who was trying to calculate things, vomited sighing.

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