The Skill Maker

an ice-cold atmosphere

An uncomfortable and heavy stream in which only silence continues.

But nevertheless, Croud vented the truth out of his mouth without compunction. Because even though we lose, a war of useless hope is the worst. Rather, it is much better for everyone here to recognize the fact that they will lose if they stay like this. It is much better to assume the worst and fight.

Crowd continued to open his mouth.

"To be truly honest. If I were to be honest about everything without a single touch... I still don't understand how the competent people were able to win a great victory in . I don't know how we ended the war with the damage of tens of millions."

Boom!

a rather shocking remark

A story that can be interpreted badly according to one's hearing.

And it wasn't just me and the other bookkeepers who were surprised.

Other top-notch talents also raised their eyes wide.

What are you talking about?

I don't know why I won the war.

"...Mr. Crowd? What are you talking about all of a sudden?"

[What... what? You don't know why you won?]

[...what the hell do you mean, Crowd?]

"That's why we're all working together to survive."

Crowd shook his head from side to side.

He now had a look on his face that he truly couldn't understand everything. No matter how hard I think about it, there was something strange about the war between the Armudor side and the capable. It was rather on the side of the capable who won the great victory in the First Great War, despite the lack of balance between the two sides, or the stronger opponents.

I wonder if it's... Is it a coincidence?

What if it's not a coincidence?

What's going on here?

"I fully understand how hard you fought. I also feel keenly how desperate I have been to fight. Your expressions, your voices, your resolutions, there's no doubt. It's true that I still think I can win this war. But nevertheless, to be honest with you... ...this war is obviously strange. Maybe I'm not the only one who feels this. Isn't that right, Mr. You don't think so, do you?"

"......!"

The first World War was led to victory by the people with abilities. The moment I heard what Eun said, I was surprised and showed an exclamation point. For a moment, I felt my heart really fluttered down.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I don't think Kraud, who didn't even go through the First World War... I can't believe he said the exact same thing. To bring up the exact same story as one's own friend. Oh, my God. Now Kraud's story was drawing a picture that was very much like the situation of the conversation he had with Cainbarzen that day. What the hell is this? What are you talking about?

"Mr. Warden?"

My heart beats for some reason.

This middle-aged man is really amazing. I think this man can talk about everything he had with that night. I think I can solve my own curiosity by telling all the stories of the day. I have a hunch that I can unravel the story that I've never told anyone before.

Warden, or the old man, recalled.

The conversation we had with Cainbarzen that night.

at the end of the First War as a triumph of the able men.

Cainvargen had clearly told himself this.

Isn't something strange?"

The old man brought back memories of that time in his head.

Then he immediately snapped Kraud's arm and grabbed him.

Now I had to solve this crazy question somehow.

I'd like to have a heart-to-heart talk with Crowd about this.

Warden opened his mouth.

"Mr. Crowd, and Mr. Lena. I'm terribly sorry about the meeting, but could you take a moment to talk to me? There's something I really want to talk to you about. It's a very important issue. And leaders...! I'm sorry, but the meeting will resume in an hour. Please take a rest until then."

The able men nodded their heads.

From Warden's reaction, I'm sure there's something.

For now, they might as well keep their eyes open and organize their thoughts.

[In an hour or so.]

[Okay.]

"Then Mr. Crowd. Lena, please come this way."

So the leadership meeting was abruptly closed.

As soon as Warden took Lena and Crowd and disappeared.

"Whoa... this war is almost over. Estvaldo is relatively stable. Although I had a hard time after all of all. It's our victory."

The old man gulped down his liquor through his throat. It's a little different from the taste of alcohol back home, but the alcohol in the planetary system here is not bad either. Alcohol is originally intended to blur the spirit of the object and prevent the body from being kept in place. You can be satisfied as long as it contains only alcohol. Alcohol was, after all, a kind of relaxation device that would reduce so much thought.

But then.

"Ha."

I breathed this sudden deep sigh as I looked up at the moon in heaven without drinking. At the same time, a patting agent on his shoulder. Come to think of it, something seemed a little strange to him since yesterday. Despite winning the war after four years of hard work, he looked very unhappy. Despite winning the title of counter-measures side by side, they were showing signs of continuing to think about something. Stupid, I mean drink. This guy is always so serious.

"What's wrong with you, Cainbargen. Did you know that your face looks like you've been chewing shit since yesterday? You don't even see a mirror?"

"......Hey, old man. It's out of the blue, but can I ask you one thing?"

a wild question

The atmosphere is strange. What's wrong with him?

You really seem to have something serious to worry about.

After leading this worst war to victory.

What's wrong with you now?

"You look really bad. Hmm, I get it. I'll answer anything I can. Ask me something."

"Okay. Then I'll just ask you one thing. So, um... hmm... it may sound a little crazy, but you're... Don't you think this war is strange?"

The war is strange?

What are you talking about?

The old man tilted his head.

"Strange? What the hell?"

"...hm. I don't know. Yeah, I see. Hmm. What's going on? I don't think so. That's enough if you don't feel strange."

"No, what the hell is that nonsense? No, you've made people wonder, what the hell is going on?"

"Not a big deal. Mind your own business."

"Huh? This guy? Tell me right away."

"No, no. I'll forget about it and drink. Hey! Bring me more liquor...!"

"That's what happened."

Warden nodded at Lena's words.

Now that I think about it, it was a shameful past. The inferiority complex that comes from the man's failure to detect what he has detected. The feeling at the time when he could not admit that Cain Bargen was superior to himself. So I tried to bury my memory in my heart and forget it. After my friend died, this incident came to my mind several times and became an unforgettable memory.

Warden opened his mouth again.

Looking away at Crowd.

"I was convinced by what you just said. That's what Kainvargen was going to say. You are definitely a better bookkeeper than I am. The same was true of Cainvargen. So... please explain it to me. What was strange about the First War in the past?"

Crowd looked at Warden calmly.

I can't believe he saw the same thing as Cainbargen.

Warden didn't see it.

I had to answer his long question.

"It's not a big deal. This crowd isn't convinced of everything either. I'm just... I just thought that the fighting power of both sides was more disproportionate than I thought. Sadly, our talented camp is as weak as a lantern in front of the wind. Armudor's forces clearly have an upward advantage over this side. But nevertheless, the able men won a great victory in the First Great War."

"Inequality... you mean?"

Certainly Kraud is right.

I know that people with abilities are inferior.

But in what way is that strange?

Isn't it a token of overcoming the worst situation together?

Crowd opened his mouth again.

"Once again, I'm not convinced of everything either. But as I was investigating past wars, I felt an intuitively indescribable sense of wonder. The able men miraculously won several wars that they had to lose. On the contrary, the enemy has suffered a series of mysterious defeats in the wars that they have to win."

"......"

"I think of war as a huge chessboard. The words on the chessboard are obviously limited to the potential for each person to shoot out. I learned from you that it is military science to efficiently move horses to win wars. But the chessboard in the First World War has a strange flow that moves in an out-of-standard direction."

I get goose bumps.

Is this the sense of incompatibility?

the answer to a question he was about to ask himself

Is that what it is?

Warden gulped down his saliva.

"That's a strange flow. In what ways did you typically feel it?"

". This is a case in point in which the men of ability won the sudden retreat of their enemies. Enemies could have wiped out [defeated] breeders if they had only had a little more time. But he suddenly stepped back. Later, we found that you ordered the movement of the 1st Army Commander, Ga. It was a special measure to guard against the existence of the mythical item that appeared there."

I'm out of breathless.

Surely the fight was strange.

But enemies also benefited.

We've recovered the Gladon area.

"...what else?"

". The enemy was able to drive them to destroy the power camp. It's a simple strategy that even a three-year-old would use if he was cornered. The advantage in the topographical aspect was that of the commander of the corps. But rather, they moved to lower terrain under orders from above. The result was the worst."

Baek So-young (6) Done.

by world manners

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