episode_0143

As I was walking around the city holding Victoria’s hand, I saw a large restaurant and went in.

I sat him down in a pretty corner and fed him meat and sweets, and he seemed to have calmed down a bit and regained his energy.

“What should I do with my dad… … .”

“At least he’s a good father. He may have lost his temper after being kicked out of the company for a few days, but at least he didn’t cross the line and try to succeed.”

I went home and didn’t come back for a week, I was under pressure to perform, and I was fired right away for going home and sleeping for a day.

I know it.

Yum.

Unlike the sweet and oily cake I had on the boat last time, this cake is clean. It has fruits and whipped cream in it, but the amount is just right, so it’s delicious.

This kind of thing tastes good.

“A little while ago, we talked about something that only the two of us knew.”

Victoria opened her mouth and stared at me, as if her mind was now clear and she could think.

“Are you saying that if Dad crossed the line, he could have succeeded? What the hell is that?”

The question is, “Don’t tell a story that only you know, but explain it properly.”

“At least there were 2 at that moment.”

So I decided to talk about both possibilities.

“Two?”

“One. Putting your abilities to the test. Special abilities are good to study. Especially if they are quite powerful. While you’re at it, I might as well sell them.”

After hearing my words, Victoria quietly lowered her head.

I realized right away that if I just gave up on one child, I could have done so many things in the future.

Besides, Victoria is Maurice’s daughter. If her father wants to experiment with his daughter, it’s easy to take priority.

“I knew there was that way. Then what’s the other one?”

“Do you remember the technology that Mr. Morris explained that sucks horsepower from the air and converts it into angular motion?”

“You’re saying it’s not usable because it’s inefficient? Why is that?”

I lifted my fork and pointed to the last piece of cake.

“This is a person. This fork is just a slight change in the order of the machine.”

Sigh.

I took a picture of the cake and lifted it up.

“While this cake is here, at least create a force efficient enough to satisfy them.”

It’s not a bad way to generate electricity, except that it grinds people up to use them as fuel.

It is said that this technology existed in Daegon’s world as well. However, it was too inefficient compared to the method of grinding out the soul, so it disappeared in a flash.

“You’re a monster.”

Victoria looks at him with a deadpan expression.

As I was eating, my stomach got full so I put down my fork. Then, as I was watching Victoria eat, suddenly I heard a loud bang outside.

I look back and see that there are several cars tangled up in the intersection far away beyond the store window. And looking at the smoke rising above them, I think there must have been a traffic accident.

“Huh? What? An accident?”

Not only Victoria, but everyone else who was eating in the restaurant stood up and walked towards the window, making a fuss.

Sightseeing is fun.

Victoria wants to see it too, but she feels bad about wasting the cake in front of her, so she sits down and quickly shoves it into her mouth.

If that’s the case, take it and eat it.

That was the moment I thought that way.

Clang!

Kwakwagagagagagak!

A large object crashed through the window and crashed into the people who were gathered at the window. Since the only side of the building facing out was occupied by people, it was only natural that people would die from the object coming in from outside.

Pieces of meat were flying everywhere along with the debris, and the store was quickly drenched in debris and chunks of meat.

Something that hits a person.

It was a taxi. An unmanned machine with centaur legs replaced with wheels. The front was completely destroyed, and a thick red liquid was leaking out through the cracks in the door, indicating that someone had been inside.

The funny thing is, the wheels of the broken machine are still turning at a furious pace.

Then I heard some swearing behind me.

It’s a familiar voice.

Victoria went to where people were hit, spitting out thick curses, checking for survivors, then after confirming there were no survivors, she came over here.

“What the heck. How is it still working when it’s like this? The interpreting engine seems to have already stopped.”

Suddenly, Victoria stopped talking and threw a bottle of water from a nearby table. Crunch! The bottle broke and a sliver of water was sucked into the middle of the mechanism.

And after a while.

Cheeek.

A red glowing mass burst out along with the water. According to Victoria’s memory, it was a device that converted atmospheric magic into power.

However, it is not Morris’ invention. The input and output are similar to Morris’ invention, but it is a machine that uses a different principle.

If I had to point out a difference, it’s like the difference between a steam locomotive and a diesel train. Morris’s invention was on the diesel side.

Anyway, that thing immediately evaporated all the water it was wrapped in.

Bam.

It was so hot that as soon as it was thrown onto the wooden floor, the wood caught fire.

So Victoria asked the store owner, who was still unconscious from the tragedy before his eyes, to turn on all the faucets and control the water to pour out for a long time.

It was only when the surroundings were soaked to the point where the surrounding corpses were being pushed out that they finally lost their heat and became a mass of machinery.

By the way, the wheel that was spinning around even though it was stuck in the wall started losing power the moment the device was removed and is now on the verge of stopping.

“Why did excessive heat occur? Isn’t this a phenomenon that only occurs when you’re suffocated by magic power?”

Victoria comes from the shop with a poker-like object and mutters as she dismantles the machine. Every time she splits it, a puff of white smoke rises, but the water barrier in front of her blocks it all.

Handle it freely like your body.

While Victoria was disassembling the machine, I went outside.

The city is in chaos. Black smoke is rising everywhere you look, including the intersection I saw in the distance earlier.

I’m not aiming for any particular place.

The accident happened mostly in the city of Bern.

It’s not just Cogni Transport’s taxis that are having problems. Most of the vehicles are either accelerating or crashing into buildings or other vehicles as far as the eye can see.

It is likely that not only the vehicle, but also the equipment that uses the same device is damaged.

Looking around through the eyes of five people working in the suburbs of Bern City, nothing like an accident is noticeable.

They are just working on a construction site. There are no tall buildings around there, so the workers on scaffolding can see far into the distance, but all they can see is a faint smoke rising from the center of Bern City.

In other words, this is a phenomenon that only occurs in this city.

“What is this.”

Victoria, who had taken apart the machine and was looking through it, came over to me and opened her mouth. I don’t think she was expecting any questions in return.

“Dad… … . Let’s go see Dad. Bell.”

It’s a reaction of Aida. That day. Where on earth did the sight of Sahajin being slaughtered go?

Victoria gritted her teeth and walked toward the office she had left for earlier that morning. But she stopped before she even saw the office building.

Because I met Maurice, who was running towards me.

“Victoria!”

“Dad!”

The couple hugged each other. It was a touching reunion.

“Hey. Let’s go to Rain first.”

Rain is Beatrice’s nickname. He is a great husband, as he takes care of his wife right away.

With that thought in mind, I follow the two people crossing the street.

You walk through a city in the midst of a disaster, with the sounds of explosions, something burning, people screaming, and crying all mixed together.

Among the cries of the city’s confused people, there are those who cry out that magic is not working.

If you look up just a little from the ground, you can see buildings that are now on fire. And not just one or two, but many buildings are on fire.

It’s hard to say that the fire was simply rising from the vehicle, as the fire only appears to be burning on the upper floors.

The device Victoria took out earlier is used not only in vehicles but also in buildings. If this is an environmental issue, fires will break out everywhere.

Given the personalities of the two people in front, it would be natural for them to be talking about what’s happening now, but they just hold each other’s hands tightly and walk forward in silence.

I guess that means he’s that nervous.

And their earnestness eventually paid off.

There was Beatrice, shouting loudly to her subordinates in the middle of a burning building, telling them to get people out first.

Victoria immediately ran over and hugged Beatrice.

Beatrice looks surprised at Victoria, then smiles at Maurice behind her. She seems happy to see him safe.

“I’m glad you’re safe too.”

Beatrice comes up to me and examines my body from all angles. This body is incomparably tougher than my previous body, so there’s no need to look at it like that.

Beatrice looked around and asked me.

“Do you know what this is?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know either. What the hell is going on… … .”

Beatrice sighed.

Surprisingly, he doesn’t suspect me. Is he letting his guard down after only living with me for a week? This guy. I was extremely wary at first, but he let his guard down strangely quickly.

I liked it because it was comfortable.

Beatrice took me to where Maurice and Victoria were, then looked at Maurice and said:

“Morris. Take Tory and go home right now.”

“No. Rain. Not that way. We have to get out of the city.”

But Maurice shook his head from side to side, looked around, and opened his mouth.

“Morris?”

“The vacuum pump is currently malfunctioning due to residual magic power, so. Technical terms aside, the city is full of bombs on the verge of exploding, and the available magic power has been drastically reduced. It’s safer to go outside where you can use magic.”

The technician explained with a cool expression, as if he was a technician or at least figured out what was going on here. It was funny how Maurice changed his explanation to something easier to understand when he saw Beatrice’s expression as if she was wondering what he was talking about.

anyway.

Beatrice nods and immediately goes into the crowd, shouting for someone to be taken to a certain area immediately.

Meanwhile, Victoria was looking up.

stomach.

High up in the building. A child is hanging on the railing outside the window, trying to escape the fire. But the fire is already heating up the railing.

Victoria’s eyes were on the child falling. Then she waved her hand. A mass of water appeared as the air dried up, and safely caught the child as he fell to the ground.

Victoria looked down at her hands and took a step forward.

“Tori?”

Before Morris could grab Victoria, she escaped his grasp and ran to where the fire was, and a stream of water gushing from the drain carried her ahead of him, putting out the fire.

As always, someone who helps someone.

Since I can, I do what I can.

It’s not like I’m particularly brave, or prepared to die, or have any noble intentions like doing good deeds in my head.

In a space where there were no special powers left, a person who could use special powers moved without thinking to save people.