The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

Red frowns.

“Tell me, who is it? About this scrap metal spaceship. Someone's legacy? Where did you steal it? It doesn't work properly, it explodes when it gets dull, it breaks down every time and it only hurts the sailors. ”

“Oh, no! No! Shit, I don't even know how to talk! ”

Why do I think the protagonist has the ability to break down a spaceship? It was not actually a capability, it was just a function.

“· · · So is there a problem with AI? I think we have a serious defect. Do you want us to upgrade? Very up-to-date?”

“Argh, I'm not getting any upgrades from your Space Alliance! Your skills, which only erase and control all memories while handling artificial intelligence parts, are: ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I don't know what the Space Coalition is doing, but I think it might be the ‘evil' position of this world view.

Perhaps, the protagonist must be AI.

The creatures that stand in the position of evil are trying to control AI, but the protagonist hunts the humans that flee them.

· · · Somewhat like that story is drawn.

And it is assumed that Red is the one who stands in the position of the protagonist's assistant, who probably knew him before he became artificial intelligence.

“Yes. My ‘she’ has committed a crime. But what are you gonna do? Chermelt 13 has its own protection system! You androids can be silent in no time! ”

That was one of the biggest problems facing me right now.

The combat power of the spaceship is such that it can defeat me in an instant. If Araceli is strong during his high season, it will be difficult to defeat him without damage.

So I was leading the conversation with Red as much as I could.

“I know. We'll be dead soon. But you know what? As soon as the coalition's android is cleared, its location is propagated to headquarters. And our memories are completely safe, so we can get a new body with new parts and get started right away. ”

I tried to squeeze the content I picked up from the SF novel.

“What, what? No matter how artificial you are, you can't save your memory! ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I guess SF novels are all lies.

But the lies that have already been committed cannot be recovered.

“No, it's possible. We're perfectly integrated with computers. It allowed me to stay active forever, without losing my memory. Do you understand? Even if I get erased from here, I will chase you to the end of the universe. And I will destroy your spaceship in the most horrible way. ”

“Argh! ”

“But!”

Here I briefly cut off the flow of conversation.

“The target of this arrest is AI. Maybe there are a lot of corners that resemble us. So we decided to take a slightly peaceful approach. ”

Of course it was gross. In fact, I don't even know how Android and AI have similar corners. Araceli did not understand at all, but said nothing about believing in me.

“Is it a peaceful way to do space detections without the extreme malice and emotion? ”

“There are always exceptions. Did you say" she "earlier? Let us talk to her. Maybe we should be tolerant and compassionate, right? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Red was silent, and he pondered within.

I'll be scaling.

That Red's combat power is quite considerable right now, and if he doesn't have to go out there, Chermelt 13 will kill us instantly.

But, I'm a space detective.

It's a lie.

Now that I know that there is no good in touching space detections, and that I am a relentless enemy who even kills and resurrects and pursues them, would it not be better to insist that the enemy is a better way to show mercy?

I would think so.

This has no choice. There's only one choice Red can choose from, after all.

“Good. I'll show you. For a part of my life or something, I love her. ”

*

It was expected, but AI was Bondi and Red's spouse.

One day she celebrated Red's death, and it seemed like she had succeeded in her metastasis as an artificial intelligence through a very special science technology that had not been made public in the last few years!

The human case of artificial intelligence has never happened in history, so Red was happy to run, but there was a problem.

That is, she must constantly consume the living human brain in order to think about her self, dignity, emotions and thoughts as a human being.

‘That's why there was no god on the victim's body. ’

Red led us to the General Control Room, which can also be called the heart of Chermelt 13. A supercomputer in charge of everything that happens on a spacecraft, including engines, orbits, warps, routes, scans, biomaintenance.

But in fact, there was AI, not a supercomputer.

Whether the spacecraft was that big or not, the General Control Room was not as big a space as expected.

Rather, I felt a nasty tendency to put a machine in a small attic and call it cyberpunk.

Wieing! Wieing!

At the center of that little space, there was a monitor. The screen did not display any characters, but as Red slowly approached and tapped, the figure of a woman made of dots appeared.

“It's me, Chermelt. · · · I brought space detections. ”

I was watching.

What a lovely sight.

A woman who became AI.

A man who still doesn't forget her.

At first glance, you might think of it as SF romance, but in fact, it was just a useless‘ backdrop ’to the story of the world view.

It's just roughly set and sloppy and messy, so if you think about it in detail, you're like, "Huh? It's a little weird? ’

It's just me, and I'm feeling very unpleasant.

A four-dimensional, wall-to-wall romance? There's no way you can feel a heartwarming romance from AI that only works by eating a living human brain every day.

Does that mean you feel hate for her, and that's not it anymore?

Rather I am offended, because she and I are so alike.

Artificial Intelligence Chermelt is trying to save his insignificant life by killing others.

And I was also breathing like this by killing the protagonist.

So it's unpleasant.

It's so annoying that it looks like my situation.

For that reason, I had no intention of keeping her alive.

She was a protagonist.

Vital signs are close to human, are you sure it's Android?

“No.”

I shake my head.

“But it's something like you. ”

What does that mean?

“You've killed innocent people because you want to live, haven't you? ”

Then Chermelt remained silent for a while, and he was positive.

That's right.

“Neither do I. I killed him because I wanted to live. ”

· · · Yes?

I'm sorry for Red, but I didn't mean to save the cannibal artificial intelligence computer in the first place.

Slowly approaching the body of artificial intelligence, I pulled the EMCA1 bomb from my inventory and attached it. By encapsulating magic in bombs using ether energy, both ether and horsepower are undetectable bombs in this world's science and technology.

Beep! Beep!

Now, wait! What the hell!

Gigi! Unidentified energy detected in the General Control Room!

As it appears to be possible to inflict catastrophic harm on the hull, quickly locate and remove the source of energy!

Grumpy, grumpy!

However, the spacecraft, which sensed ether and magic, shook its hull violently to see if it could not hide its energy perfectly.

What, what are you doing!

“Wait! Space detective! What the hell! ”

Chermelt 13, who detected the danger, tried to activate his own defense system, but I would be faster than that. In the first place, there didn't seem to be a self-defense system in the General Control Room.

“You fooled me, space detective! ”

Later, Red rushes towards me, but Araceli stands in my way.

Fuck!!

Even in this world where science is extremely advanced and interstellar travel is possible, magic is still unfolding on the palms of the little girl's hands.

Red pulls out the beam sword and swings it, pulls out the beam gun and shoots it, but it gets in her way too easily.

In the meantime, I held the detonator button firmly in my hand.

Uh, why? You said you wouldn't kill me!

“Of course it's a lie. ”

It means you look like me! Why the hell did you do that? Why did you say that?

“You look alike. You must have committed murder because you wanted to live, right? Neither do I.”

I pressed the detonator, and said,

“I want to live, so I kill you. ”

Oh, no!

After a short silence, a small storm swept inside the control room. I was hardly damaged by the pollen and the barrier Araceli left behind, but Red didn't.

“Ugh, uhh! Woo, Ju-tam! ”

Red grumbled over space detections, not me, until the end, while being consumed by flames. Somehow I felt sorry for the space detectives, but there was nothing to do anyway.

Why, why!

Serious damage detected within the hull!

An artificial intelligence ‘How Color’ has been identified.

Check for damage to the SS protocol.

Check for damage to the space sailing system.

[Hunted 179 level protagonist.]

[Life expectancy will be paid 1790 days.]

[Your life expectancy: 11913 days 9 hours 31 minutes]

[Level up by 4.]

[Skill ‘How to understand the machine emotionally' absorbed.]

The central control protocol 'Beta System' has been logged in.

From now on, all systems on the hull are manually operated, so care must be taken.

When the artificial intelligence that Red had randomly inserted died, the existing controls were activated. The rest of the sailors will be safe until the rescue ship arrives.

“Professor. ”

“Why."

“You don't look so good. You've succeeded in hunting.”

“Yes.”

As he stepped out of the General Control Room and sat on the wall, Araceli sat next to him.

“Just a little. This hunt doesn't feel good. ”

“· · · Because of what you said earlier? ”

“Yes.”

I hunt protagonists for my own happiness, to live.

By the way, right now.

I had some thoughts.

‘What's the difference between what I'm doing and the protagonists? ’

I knew I had a selfish blessing that only the protagonists could receive. I was also blessed as a [protagonist hunter].

The fact that my behavior, after all, is nothing different from theirs.

Have you ever thought about living as a predator and being hunted by other predators until the moment you die?

I am the main hunter. The one and only protagonist hunter in the whole world, guaranteed by the client.

However, I kept thinking that if someone killed me, I would have no sense of disgrace at all.

‘· · · should be. ’

It's a useless thing.If you've been trying so hard to hunt down the main character, why have you come all this way, Moneyman?

“Professor. ”

Besides, there is a girl who looks at me and is chasing me across so many dimensions.

“No. This mission ends here, so let's move on. ”

My current level is 188.

There are only a few left to reach Target Level 200.

Ends