Reincarnator

Envy Arryn.

A practical leader in charge of and managing troops on behalf of the indestructible.

'He runs around busy by himself · · ·. I have to change it.'

Organizations don't just roll by themselves.

Organic mass, more complex than a complex machine.

It is meaningful to create an organization that constantly manages, eliminates conflict, and brings together people only by providing each other with something they need.

Especially if that organization is built to fight and survive.

In that sense, Envy Arryn plays a more important role than one, perhaps even one.

We've been controlling and maintaining the organization, trying to stir up trouble.

Like now.

"What are you going to do?"

"... We have no reason to fight them, do we?"

Envy Arryn picks up her head, looking at the commanders staring at her displeasedly.

'Ah shit · · ·. Hansoo doesn't even know where he's going. The others aren't cut out for this.'

There are many faithful, strong, and reliable comrades when fighting.

But maintaining such a large organization is not just about power.

Sofia or Karjal, who snorted in the red, was not fit to lead, and Enkidou had experience ruling villages, but had never ruled a larger organization.

And that's true for most people, too.

It's all the difference between a great individual's ability to fight, to run a large organization without swarms, and to run that organization and use it for war.

At least right now, there are a handful of people other than Envy Arryn who can do that.

Envy Arryn herself has done wonders for many years in the supermassive clan that ruled the Orange Territory, the Lord of the Cross.

Without the administrators of the giant clan, including Envy Arryn, this giant organization would have collapsed in no time.

Moreover, the individual's strength is also high, so it is worth it.

It was uncommon for anyone to endure the physical reinforcement procedure and the magical narrative before it was mounted, but it became stronger with two treatments in one body, crossing orange and yellow.

Now, however, Envy Arryn is eager to use that force to knock the enemies down, not to use it against them.

I can see the anger.

Kuoooo.

However, the attitude of those standing in front of me was reasonable.

"It's not something to be angry about. Convince us. Why we have to fight them."

Bang, bang. Bang, bang.

Seeing the kingdoms and empires slowly swarming from afar, one of the commanders muttered in frustration.

A person with the rank of commander, the highest rank in the provisionally created control system.

Chief, Samuel Kinyars.

Formerly, he was a mid-level manager of the Orange Giant Clan and the Lorele Clan, and his character, manageability, and strength were great enough to lead the charge.

I used to be quite reliable because I always kept what I said out of my mouth, but I didn't hate what I said now.

Envy Arryn once again recites the monologue, as Samuel Kinnar once again stands at the forefront of the other commanders, representing their opinions.

"So... we just leave the Demihumans and go up?"

There was only one opinion of the other travelers.

Leaving all the Demihumans behind and going somewhere else.

Avoiding faraway kingdoms and armies of empires.

Samuel nods.

"That's right."

Quadruck.

At that, a golden sword in Envy Arryn's hand groans.

Although it was an artifact created by the engineers downstairs, Jinn could not overcome Envy Arryn's grip strength, which was enhanced by its traits, agility and strength.

"You know what you mean, don't you?"

It's not just abandoning Demihumans.

Without Demihumans, there is no future for Humans who will come after us.

If they're not protected, they'll freeze to death before they come up and level up.

At Envy Arryn's statement, Samuel flinches for a moment, but then confidently gives his opinion.

"There are more people down there, to be honest. But I value my own life more than they do. If you crash now · · · ·. How many of them might die?"

They both saw it with their own eyes.

General Cyrus.

And how strong his elite troops are.

Level 400 is not a figure they can afford, even if they haven't taken 250 yet.

Even if you win, you will have to see huge damage.

If there is no choice, they have a way to ensure a higher survival.

Throwing Demihumans as bait and leveling up from far away, deep in the land of the spirits.

In situations where the Imperial Army or Imperial Army has no reason to pursue them, there is no reason for them to fight for the Demihumans who have already been blessed.

"What the fuck..."

Envy Arryn looks troubled at Samuel's firm expression.

It's more difficult for him to stand up for the people he leads if he wants to save his own life.

'Rather · · · · ·. It was a lot easier when there was Spirit Earth. God damn it. Help me. Son of a bitch.'

Envy Arryn mutters, longing for a clue as to where the hell she is.

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

"Do you see them? How does it look?"

Enkidou, who slowly walked on the call of Medusala, narrows his gaze to those who were wandering far and wide.

"Phew... This is embarrassing. '

And so was Karjal, who was walking next to him.

Karhal and Enkidou's face, which they were keeping back and watching in case Methuselah acted strangely.

They can't be seen in their own eyes and ears by Demihumans.

'Those bastards. If you want to be quiet in the first place, be quiet.'

Maybe they're protesting.

"Hansoo must be very worried. I'm thinking of taking all those people with me. Not a nanny."

The moment I heard Methuselah say that.

Karjal exclaims.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Hansoo isn't raising them like this because they're helpful."

Karjal exclaims with a disdainful expression.

He referred to them by name other than his own, but he knew he was going in there, too.

'Honestly, it wasn't that great that he and I first met.'

If you were like your personality, you would have an answer.

The one who kills the hand is the one who kills.

Just take the guy with you.

Focus on power and resources.

In a way, Karhal's opinion is no different than Clementine's.

Yet there is only one reason for Karhals to take an opinion.

In the long run, I agree that there are no more ways to achieve complete control.

And it's actually been well controlled up until now.

"As far as I can go. '

And in his view, Hansoo is still qualified and capable enough to push this way out.

Karjal, looking at the distant golden army, cries out to Methuselah.

"Look. That General over there is strong like that, but he's leading an army around. I don't want to live alone in the world..."

Even that mighty commander carries tens of thousands of troops down there, along with the elite Knights and the Mado Army.

Common sense is that the more united we become, the stronger we become.

The conflict that originated there is the same as the cost accordingly.

'There are no organizations that never impress each other. It's not a robot.'

That made Medusala's smile darker.

"Is that so?"

"... What are you trying to say?"

Then Methuselah smiled and said,

"So what did you use it for?"

"... what?"

"Have you ever needed anything? That's what I mean."

"..."

That's what Medusala said, and Karhar's words got stuck.

'... I see. What are you going to use it for?'

If you have a vague organization, what you want to use is your heart.

Even if you do it yourself, it's natural to be safe when you move in together.

However, when we see Hansoo move so far, it is more like the opposite.

'Looks like a real babysitter.'

Methuselah smiles faintly as she looks at Karjal pausing and continues to open her mouth.

"I heard that he saved all the things that were worn around his body · ·. You have to feed them hard to keep them alive. If you think about maintenance, you should spend it, but it doesn't look like you have much use for it right now. It would be so much more advantageous to be alone if you survived. But it doesn't mean you're listening very well. But that doesn't mean you're anything to him, does it? It doesn't seem very lovely."

"..."

Every time a bony flute protruded from Methuselah's mouth that was completely different from Hansoo's, Karhal and Enkidu's expression distorted.

I wanted to argue, but the moment I saw my group roaming behind me, I was in a jam.

Methuselah continues to open her mouth.

"People are supposed to have fun, basically. Have you ever seen him go looking for something like that?"

"..."

Enkidou and Karhal shake their heads.

That's because I've said it before.

< What kind of joy is he living in? >

Human beings are no machines, and if they are returned restlessly 24 hours a day, they will break.

But Hansoo is doing so.

But I don't think he's looking for anything that feels good.

With that level of skill, you could literally live like a king.

Ruling over the Travelers.

Capturing beauty and coveting everything.

You don't have to risk your life to survive, and you don't have to deal with powerful enemies right now.

If you look at Hansoo now · · ·.

"Isn't it like a worker ant? So I was curious."

If someone works blindly while preserving their body, it's one of two reasons.

There's an incredible reward you can't refuse.

Or...

'Someone forced him to.'

Karhal immediately disagreed with Methuselah's opinion.

"That's ridiculous! Who can force him to do that?"

Who can force a strong man to do something like that?

No, even if someone forced me to do it in the first place, there were plenty of chances of getting out.

I spend most of my time alone.

Methuselah smiles coldly.

"I wonder about that, too. So. I'm here to help."

"What?"

"You should be close by now."

Moment.

Kuoooooo.

Far away.

Something began to emerge from the direction of the distant Heavenly Mountains.

'... that?'

A steel ship emitting a brilliant light.

Karjal and Enkidou narrow their glances as they see a massive starship rising slowly.

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

Blah!

Blah!

'... Is this all you have to do?'

It's ASTRO-1. It's the only thing it's going to do. It's going to go for Medusala anyway.

However, I'm not impressed because I'm going to beat the guy who hasn't recovered all by myself.

TMT-1, who grabbed the white light and smacked his hand without hesitation, looked bored.

"Well, there's nothing you can do about it. '

There was no word to treat it gently.

I just heard that I was going to be pushed to death.

Even in the age of 13, it was pretty good to survive, but that's it.

Now you must concentrate on your first mission.

Kiiiiiiing!

The moment TMT-1 was about to raise and lower his hand, collecting light like it was about to burst on his fingertips to make the final blow.

Pow.

Wood Duck.

"...?"

Far away.

TMT-1 stopped when it heard a peculiar sound that was echoing across the body while kneeling on the ground.

Unexpected, sudden change.

At the same time.

Hansoo who was kneeling slowly got up from his seat.

With a completely different face than I've always had before.

A small murmur leaks out of your twisted tail.

"... Eres. Keldian."

< Take good care of me. Humanity. >

The broken memories were bursting.

Closing up the rare gaps.

"Please · · · ·. You should have said so."

Wood Duck.

Powder.

In the middle of the creepy sound of the whole body.

Hansoo smiled strangely.

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