The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Your consciousness rises from the deep swamps that you've all tasted. That feeling.

When the foggy consciousness clears up, it becomes even more terrible. A man with monoculars breathing on his shoulders in opposition to me.

The man with one pair of glasses was in such a state that he was not completely safe, but he was filled with innocent joy. I have a terrible burn all over my body, and my left arm is completely carbonized and it is not easy to move.

"Yes, yes. Fighting maniacs (Battle-junkies), when your reason returns, that's it!"

A young man in a suit with his right hand up and a brown hair mask broke in between us. The man with one pair of glasses also resolves his stance and disappears with his hand in his pocket at the top of the Buddha.

This brown-haired man is wearing a face, voice, and mask, but he is definitely the mastermind of the undead raid that struck the Empire. That makes him an enemy.

I tried to activate magic.

"Don't get me wrong. Only this time, we're on the same side as you."

"Same position?

He is the mastermind who brought in that many dead, the one who created the indirect death of Zem. You shouldn't have a conversation. I knew it in my head, but I couldn't have any bad feelings for him.

"Yes. Eight is a boxing teacher."

"Eight is your teacher? Are you kidding me?

The usual mockery tone has disappeared. But I can't believe he's an Eight Teacher!

"If you don't believe me, don't worry. But it's true. If my buddies get hurt, I'll give them back a thousand times, just like the bots do. That's why the bastards who killed Eight are the enemies of the boxes. Clean and tear apart."

I can read this man's intestinal rejuvenating rage from his voice tone and facial expressions beyond the mask.

But if you're still convinced, there's another problem.

"If you scatter so much death and your people get hurt, give it back a thousand times? It's selfish, isn't it?

"On your own? That's what you do, right? You have made others obey and kill with your own selfish reasoning. Isn't that right?"

No. After all, the world is weak and strong. The weak will only be driven away. If you want to push your claims and opinions, you have to be strong. That's what the world is like.

"So? What are the requirements? I don't even have to ask....."

"Yes, we will temporarily work together until we kill the mastermind of this incident."

In the end, I only let myself get angry this time, and I don't have much information about the mastermind. The only thing I have is the word "Solomon" that still comes to mind. I'm sure he was interrogated during the raid.

"Before that, do you know the name 'Solomon'?

As soon as I heard the name, I realized that the expression of the brown-haired man was strong over the mask.

"You know, don't you?

"It's the Duke of Geffelt's diner. If you look into it, you'll see soon enough."

The Duke of Geffeldt. You are now a faction nobleman's TOP. To join hands with those who demonize people, have they finally cut off even the path of men?

In the meantime, I am certain that one name has been added to my murder list.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not getting used to you guys."

This mastermind led to the deaths of Jill and Eight. I'm definitely the one who kills the mastermind. I'm not giving it to anyone else.

"It's the same with boxing. We will not disturb each other until we exchange the information we now know about each other and kill the masterminds. Just those two."

Would you like to interrupt? Given our priorities, we can't afford to be hostile to these guys right now. That's not a bad idea.

"Very well. But this is it."

"Of course."

Seeing him nod, I began to open my mouth.

Apparently, the Eights and former G-Class members asked Nero, the man in the brown mask, to teach them how to win Satella. And from his words and expressions, I think it's true that the Eights are quite obsessed with G-Class students.

"So, you've already received a message, and you should see that."

Yeah, I guess so.

It must be the result of a sober reflection on recent events. While talking to Nero, I was aware of it.

"This is the guide box, right?

"Yeah, from the situation, I think I saw what's in it, and the leader and I noticed the truth about the incident and they killed him."

If you think so, there is also a point of convergence in the instruction without the context of the teacher.

I remove the guidebox from the storage (item box) and place it on the floor to start scrutinizing it.

Inside the guide box was a piece of gold coin, disputed by the students. Maybe this is what Eight left behind.

When you touch a gold coin, the footage appears in front of you.

I see. I see. The series of unnaturalities and the existence of the mastermind all dissolved. But he can change. It would be troublesome to escape. So, how do we trap him into a one-on-one situation?

"Don't go any further."

At least tell me what you care about the Eights. That's why I can put my trust in that.

"I know."

With the evil look on his face, Nero threw up and closed his eyelids tightly.

Well, what do we do? Our enemies are not just masterminds. The same is true of the valet nobles who were involved in the killing of Eight. Moreover, if Nero's information is true, they are dying their hands of the taboo that they should not do as rulers.

(Perhaps it's coming to a point where you can't turn back anymore)

I have always had the policy of supporting this empire from behind. I am an ex-Earth person, in a sense, equal to a foreign body. The inhabitants of this world deserve to actually change history. Because that's what I thought.

No, let's not fix it anymore. In the end, I just didn't want to soil my hands any more. I have lived with Nukunuk until now, forcing others to carry the sin.

As a result, they overlook the disobedience of the faction nobles and drive the Eight to death.

Rebirth is a bit irregular, but I'm Grey. He is only a former Earthman and now a resident of this world. We have the right and the duty to participate in this world.

Above all, if Nero is right, his "Solomon" fool is like a former Earthman like me.

In other words, this world may have been painted with foreign matter a long time ago.

If so...

"Things have changed. Answer me if you want to get on with my plan or not."

We need a careful plan from here. Don't let Nero and the others move and hide behind the clouds. Then it would be more profitable to work together to kill him.

"That's a strategy to kill him, right?

Ah.

Of course, that's not all.

Increased strength due to inhumane experiments being carried out in the autonomous territories of the Empire's factions and nobles. My social and physical exclusion that makes the most of the Eight and the Teacher.

This clearly shows what they are about to do next.

That is, the establishment of control by the aristocracy of the factions. This time, it's easier to predict their next move than if I failed to eliminate them.

They pissed me off. I'll do it as thoroughly as you want.

(Be prepared. I will destroy all of you. That's why there's no penis left.)

"Of course I can help. But I only want him to stand up for the last time. That's the deal."

"I don't mind. Until we kill him. After that, I will return to my enemies."

When I put out my right hand, Nero takes it with a silent and aggravating expression.

At this time, we entered into a ceasefire and cooperative relationship.