Wolf Barrel 5.56

Claudia Cannibal.

That's her name.

The person Saito was referring to was her.

Even I don't remember a lot of place names or anything, but I know this country is just "Cannibal". I mean, she's a royal ruler of this whole country.

The fourth floor was rugged, which also explained it.

By the way, I heard you were trying to test my strength earlier. I see the same scene in a movie or something, but when I can actually do it, it comes to an awesome head that looks like I've been set up with a dodgy of a bad nature. If this was Mr. Lucca, I'd just keep saying bad things for about half a day.

Mr. Claudia said, "I'm sorry," but she's turned a fascinating grin that won't shoot me in the heart, so, well, I forgave her in an instant.

So.

When I asked him why such a great man had come to see me, he came to warn me.

"Is that a warning?

"Oh."

He consented, and pointed his eyes straight at me, which were filled with unknowable force.

"I say straight to the point. If you don't want to be unhappy, hide the fact that it's ticuzine."

…

……

..................... Huh?

"Eh, be."

"Don't panic. I'll talk to you properly."

That said, Mr. Claudia can put together long legs.

I didn't miss it when I was upset that my chest rippled. [M]

I waited for the next word as I burned my skin tone Peach Township into my brain peeking through the gaps in that shirt.

"You chickens are the same chickens laying golden eggs for us. If its existence is known, an instantly blinded human being pushes it like crazy. Do you know why I'm worth so much?

"Come on, I have no idea."

"I guess," Claudia knocked her temples with her fingers. "What's worth it is yours."

"Head...... knowledge?

"That's right. Naturally for you, Chicuzine, there is no such thing as an 'idea', but for us it is worth equal to the creation of God."

"... ha," they say, but they don't come pin.

Seeing me like that, Mr. Claudia had a meaningful grin on the edge of her lips.

"The southwestern part of the Cannibal country was affected by weather fluctuations, which caused precipitation to decrease each summer and plague water shortages. While the fields wither and pasture areas decrease. If you are the lord who governs this region, how will you solve this problem?

Erm.

I don't know why they're asking me that all of a sudden, but I decided to answer once and for all.

Think hard and then say 'very common' answers.

"Why don't we build multiple dams or storage ponds and manage them?

"Chicuzine will be able to come up with an answer without any worries. But we couldn't come up with that answer on our own. Pulling waterways from nearby rivers in the summer was the mountain of Sekiya. It didn't work either."

"That's going to cause problems or something," I nod, yeah.

Mr. Claudia's brow quivered.

"You know what I mean?

"Yeah well. Because every year, if they pull water elsewhere when they need it the most, the reduced side will be angry. Even though the precipitation is decreasing. If a farmer dies out of the fields because of it, his grievances will explode all at once and he will destroy the waterways."

A little different story, but there was a similar story in middle school.

One of the cold water machines installed on each floor broke down and three years began to occupy the one year cold water machine. It's not hard to imagine what happened after that. When food and water are involved, humans take bold actions besides thoughts.

"Ogami. Are you bright for agriculture?

"Oh, no, it's just a prediction. Different?

"No, it actually happened just like you said."

"I knew it."

"Where I was having trouble doing so, it seems that the ticuzine I was protecting was familiar with the construction industry, he left it to me to try. The ticuzine planned the original" dam construction, "with five senior wizards and about 300 manpower, and in just two years a massive water storage lake emerged between the mountains, while the built irrigation system worked well, and in the following year the water shortage was resolved lightly"

That's not all.

He then built dams and irrigation installations all over the country, which made water management easier throughout the country. Farmland and pasture land expand year after year due to further water-healing effects (preventing flooding). Domestic harvests grew with moderate momentum.

The treasury swells up at once, and is still growing.

That and this.

By the proposal of only one Earthlings.

He didn't create a dam from scratch.

We already had an example, and we applied it to technology in this world.

But from the people of this world, the Creator is the same.

I see.

Is that what "idea" means? I can also snort the word eggs that lay gold.

And when it comes to beings who want it...

"Did you generally understand what price tag was hanging on the neck of the ticuzine?

"Yes."

"Satisfactory you would have already come to a conclusion. The identity of the things that make you unhappy."

"On a national scale, is it an Earthlings contest?

Mr. Claudia intensified her grin. Seemed right.

Seriously, I bite the umbilical.

In other words, if you are known to be Earthlings, you will immediately be involved in a battle between nations. It's like jumping into a giant mixer alive. Easily chew up the will and human rights of individuals.

It is abducted and used until its personality is broken.

A cold sweat told me on my back. Horrible futures come to mind as much as they want.

I found out why Mr. Saito desperately stopped talking.

"Fortunately, only a handful of people in a very limited number of countries are aware of the existence of ticuzine. As long as we are in this country, we are not at risk, as long as we do not even act prominently. But I don't know what will happen if I talk to you too much."

Thank you, and breathtaking.

"So, Ogami, now you have two paths."

"Road, is it?

"One goes under our protection. The other keeps his identity down and lives alone. Well, which one do you prefer?

……

I walked around looking at my desk. [M]

It's up to me to keep her protected. At least, she's credible enough. I set up this place on purpose to show respect for my human rights. [M]

There's just one thing that bothers me.

"Um, what happens to me if I get under protection?

"Behavior Restricted"

Oh, I knew it.

"How specific is that?

"Do you know how much Cytoe's range of action is?

"No."

"Only in this town of Salla can Saitou come and go alone"

"What!? ♪ I accidentally peeled my eyes off.

"Travel outside of town is only limited. And that's impossible unless you bring an escort."

Mr. Saitou was unlucky and had been made aware of his existence by humans from other countries.

So we have to strictly limit our movements and defend ourselves in a fixed position.

That seems to be the limit of protection.

"We currently have as many personnel in this Sarra as we can drive away even if 500 soldiers raid us. But this is not enough. Anyway, if it's for your own good, they're like relentlessly crushing every town."

"I see..."

I didn't need to think about it any more.

I said my conclusions. [M]

"Because of this, I will remain single."

"Are you sure? In exchange for that freedom, you lose your back shield? It should be easy to imagine what a country like Golden Priority would do to you."

"I'm ready."

"You want so much adventure?

"Yes."

"... pup," Mr. Claudia laughed with a strange throat when he heard my assertion. "Kuk, kuk, kuk"

"Um."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's so kick-ass, I laughed. Forgive me."

"Oh, no, because I don't care"

"But I agree with you. Even if I were you, I'd answer that."

Say, bend the edge of your mouth.

In that awesome grin, I somehow felt a mixture of soft objects.

"Ogami. This is where the story would have ended if it had been"

"But I liked you"

That's what Mr. Claudia said, and he rode himself out on the table.

Distance shrinks at once.

I had a vivid exhale on my cheek.

Sweet aromas pour in that paralyze the brain from the nasal cavity. It's like being sweetbitten in the neck by a female lion, but unable to move into an intense urge that caresses her neck muscles with her tongue.

There's a nice opium right in front of me.

Shit.

For a moment now, my vision shook.

He said he just got his face close, but he almost got it boned out.

"Kukukuku. Does the ogami prefer grown women?

"Or don't make fun of me!" I can see my cheeks getting cute and hot.

"I'm starting to think you're reacting."

Ms. Claudia looks at her white teeth, leaving her face and sitting back in her original position.

While I was just a little sorry for that, I listened to the next word.

"Ogamisingo. I'm going to tell you about the future of this world."

"The future of the world, is it?

"Oh, it's the worst fucking future ever. I only know this accurately enough to count with one hand in this country as well. Do you have the guts to ask this?

Interest attracts me.

But I can tell by the air that I'm not talking about the kind where you can stick your head in just out of curiosity.

You need to be prepared to listen to that.

"Is that something to do with me?

"There is no direct relationship. But it's about getting deeply involved in ticuzine."

After a few seconds of patrolling.

"... ok. Let me know."

"Nice eye. Fine, I'll talk to you. Wait a minute."

Mr. Claudia removed the purple crystal from his nostalgia. And beat the crystal to the table with a trick, as if even the egg shell were to be broken. Then a muscle of current runs in the hollow.

In one blink of time, walls and ceilings were stretched with purple translucent membranes.

I feel a little breathless.

And the moment the train enters the tunnel, I feel that tinnitus called Keane.

By some magical membrane, the interior of the room seems completely sealed.

Curious, I try to get my face close to the membrane.

"Stop it," Mr. Claudia stopped.

"Special barriers to confidentiality are unfolding. The moment you touch the membrane, your brain will come out of your ear."

"No!?

I shook my chair rattling and evacuated to the middle of the room.

Ms. Claudia skewed the end of her mouth to the appearance, but eventually, she tightened her expression. So the next word that came out of her was too destructive to crush my liver.

"A future not far away -"

There could be a nuclear war in this world.

In an instant, I lost my mind about blood.

Nuclear war.

Nuclear weapons.

The only one who imagines anything bright in that word is a suicide volunteer.

I felt like I had been pounded with heavy oil by a beautiful landscape painting.

I'm trying to open my mouth, but the words aren't coming out.

I let my lips open and close again and again, like a fish with a face on the water in search of oxygen.

"I know your upset so I can take it. And that question too. But unfortunately, nuclear development is possible. That should be imaginable somehow, given what Saitou is doing. Science and technology in your world can be converted into magic technology in this world."

Science and Magic Conversion.

That's supposed to be nice.

It's supposed to be such a happy word that brightens the future of this world.

It sounded like the high laughter of Reaper to me.

"Chicuzine will create more turmoil in this world than it has developed.

Helicopter Sensha Missile.

Prototypes of these weapons have already been confirmed in other countries.

Well, it's just a lot of garbage that's far from practical.

But I can't be optimistic. Technology approaches completion after trial and error.

It is only a matter of time before we are put into war.

That would also make it possible for a small country to deal with a large country.

There comes a time when quality exceeds quantity. If that happens, the current equilibrium will collapse.

You know what happens to the rest?

"... Yes"

I snort with a sinking face.

Then, the rest, start over from one.

It's the dawn of the war.

Because of the Earthlings.

"... damn, what the hell. What the hell is that?"

I didn't know, I was holding my fist hard.

My eyeballs get hot with anger.

Maybe not my brother-in-law I could have told you.

But this is it! Not much of this!

Until you come to such a beautiful world, you want to keep generating thousands, tens of thousands of refugees, like the modern world, and sprinkle wars that even civilians can't possibly bear arms. Those damn earthlings! You want to see so many other people die! You want to moisturize your own nostrils with someone else's blood! Damn outdoors!

Besides nuclear weapons.

Shit!

Fuck off!

Green phosphorescence spills from your right hand.

"Ogami. I prefer your anger. But the gears are already turning. This is not what the individual is, but what this world wants and moves for."

"Hope, no, no!

"... Ogami, pure you won't understand. You don't have to understand."

I have a self-derisive grin and go on.

"The inhabitants of this world do not possess as advanced knowledge and personality as the world you were in.

To moisturize the dried fields, we pull water from elsewhere, and it's just a bunch of inferior monkeys that both wither away.

Such an idiot trying to gain power in disorder is already a natural dish.

Nobody thinks about the grey future ahead of us. They're just mindless monkeys. "

I can tell extra because there was a time when I wore the monkey's best balls, Mr. Claudia threw up.

And.

He taught me the history of magic in this world while exposing discomfort.

The magic was first discovered 200 years ago now. The 'possibility' of magic, however, was not used in the evolution of mankind.

It spawned a highly chronic race of wizards, and magic was only an instrument of their ambition. It was not the inhabitants of this world, but the Earthlings, who created the technology to improve the living environment, based on a medium called Magic Crystal.

In the meantime, residents of this world were desperate to develop fire magic to burn one or more enemy soldiers.

Instead of the stone that cracks a man's head, he could only use magic.

"You're gonna laugh, aren't you?" Mr. Claudia floats a mockery. "But that's the truth about this world"

And foolishly and sadly.

With the creation of the possibility of magic, this world was in turmoil. Swallow by the uncontrollable violence of magic, people lost their sanity and continued to fight.

I don't have to ask anymore.

The same thing that happened 200 years ago is about to happen.

"Can't you stop...?

"I can't. As I said earlier, weapons development is taking place in top secret in every country. There's nothing more we can do about it."

"Really..." Bite your lower lip.

"And that's the real deal from here. Listen to me."

"Yes."

"The development of weapons can no longer be stopped. But only the emergence of the nucleus will stop it at any rate. For that I use a country called Cannibal. Use everything in this country and crush all the possibilities of producing that devil's weapon"

I'm not talking out loud.

But there was so much pressure on Mr. Claudia's voice that the walls of the room rippled.

Determined.

Every word contained an unusual determination.

"I will not tolerate the presence of ticuzine with nuclear knowledge. Whether the person is a personable person, puts forward the peaceful use of technology or is revamped, as soon as he finds it, he kills it without question. If there was an organization assisting this, it would be destroyed as well. If that's on a national scale, we'll crush that country by country."

"But that's not true"

Though royal, there is no way she can do that alone.

But before I put the word out, she answered.

"Already ready ready to be a bad dictator"

That's how she is.

I got a grin with all sorts of meanings.

……

I couldn't stop my chest trembling.

She is alone, trying to protect this world from the nuclear threat.

To that end, I intend to sacrifice everything I have.

I don't ask anyone else for anything in return.

- He's a hero.

The moment I realized that, my mouth moved alone.

"Can I help you, too?"

Then Mr. Claudia's eyebrows bounced aloft.

"You know what I'm talking about?

"Yes."

"Is that from profanity?

"I don't know. Just."

"Just?"

"Do you need a reason to help kill both of those motherfuckers?"

".................. Kuhah!" Mr. Claudia narrowed her eyes and shook her shoulders and laughed.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Her earrings make a beautiful noise as she moves.

"Oh yes, I suppose so. I don't need a reason for anything. I still feel good about you!

"Thank you," I laugh, too.

"But if you want my help, it's more about brushing your arms. At the very least, you should be able to make your own decision. [incomprehensible]

"Ugh!!

Suddenly I got stuck where it hurts.

I mean, that's Isaac's story, right? I knew it. That's royalty.

As I glanced at her, Mr. Claudia's watch rang "Pippi".

"Time."

The membrane, which covered the entire room, cleared in an instant, as if the word had been a signal.

It's time for this conversation to end.

It's starting to air like that.

"I'd like to ask you one thing, I hear you declined the bounty on the bandit buzz crusade. Why?"

"Uh, that's"

"You said no without money. There must have been some reason."

"Yeah well. Isaac - I made an agreement with my client for 1.5 million. So, what is it that you receive money from unexpected places without any hesitation?"

"I can feel it when you're being applied, can you?

Eh.

Zubari told me.

"Maybe it's a blue-smelling idea."

"No, I guess you have your own way of thinking about things. I'm not going to deny that without a headache. But let me tell you from an old man's heart, if that's how you make yourself nervous, you narrow your sight and make yourself invisible to what you need to see?

"It's..."

"You must know that you need money to do your adventures by smudging your bones. It's fine to pierce your faith, but it's a little too late to throw away your rights without having to throw them away because of it."

……

"Don't look so serious. It's some advice to 'keep it that way' before you get stubborn. Feel free to listen."

"Huh."

No, she might indeed be right.

The ten million Isaac brought, I knew I wasn't willing to take.

But what about the bandit buzz bounty? Same?

No.

That is a just reward for my work.

Right to receive it - no, don't you have an obligation?

"The reward for the bandit buzz, I knew I would take it"

"Keep it that way. If you don't like it, you can use it at the whorehouse."

"Hey, whorehouse," that's a little early.

"But what is it?"

Mr. Claudia laughs, Cook.

"You're a lot fucking serious, you're a troublesome character, you are"

"Shh, excuse me"

"Don't apologize. I praise you."

"..." Uh, where is it?

"But in that character there will be constant struggle with something. How about a little more mess and live off your shoulders?

"Big mess, is it?"

"Kukukuku, if you can do that, then no hard work. That's your face, Oi."

"What, hey, did I look like that!?

"Just kidding."

Laughing karakara, Mr. Claudia takes a seat and heads to the door.

And when I stood in front of the door, I sent my gaze over my shoulder.

"If you find it hard to live, come to me."

"I will prepare an extraordinary life for you."

The word, and left a wink, and she disappeared across the door.

All I could do was drop it off with my face red. [M]

It was like a spring storm woman passing through cherry blossoms.