‘Why did you plan the terrorist attack?’

    The man thought about the question, which he could not understand, and then came up with an answer.

    But I hesitated to say it.

    Because the tyrant who opened Ziad’s head and read his memories could not have not known the reason.

    But why are you asking me why?

    You want to hear the reason directly from me?

    Why would that tyrant do this to me?

    ‘It doesn’t feel real at all.’

    Ugh.

    But no matter how unrealistic it may be, this is reality.

    That was the reality that my fingers and arms were on the verge of being ripped off.

    I don’t know how he managed to disable my regenerative powers and kill Ziad, but the tyrant doesn’t seem to have any intention of harming me mercilessly.

    ‘According to rumors from the incarnations, the tyrant said he would let it go three times, so I guess he will let it go twice more.’

    Ugh.

    So the man spoke to the tyrant before his arm was torn off.

    “The reason we planned the terror was, to prevent massacre!!”

    “Massacre?”

    A tyrant who tilts his head at the word massacre.

    It seemed like he didn’t understand what it meant.

    “Do you know what the main business of the Northern Continent is, Your Majesty?”

    “Of course it’s the military. The military power is much stronger than that of other continents.”

    “That’s right! The government of the Northern Continent mainly does business by sending its own troops to various groups as mercenaries and receiving money in return!”

    “But what’s wrong with that?”

    What the? I thought this would be a sufficient explanation?

    Military support. Doesn’t that alone explain why they tried to stop the massacre?

    By the way, should I explain in a little more detail?

    “Ah, tell me quickly. I might just rip your arm off.”

    I was astonished at the tyrant’s level of understanding.

    But what can I do? I have to tell you until the end so you’ll understand.

    “According to the information we have investigated, the mercenaries dispatched by the Northern Continent government are committing various atrocities. The first of these is murder and rape.”

    “… … .”

    What the heck? Why is your expression so rotten?

    What on earth is wrong with you that makes your expression so rotten?

    Did I say something wrong?

    I don’t know what mistake I made, but let’s keep trying.

    “In the western continent, the southern worms were burned to death and tortured. The mosquito-type worms, in particular, suffered greatly, and as a result, their blood transfusion business was shut down. Various worms and beasts who could only survive by sucking blood suffered damage because they did not receive food supplies.”

    “… … .”

    “In addition, by kidnapping men with excellent genes and forcing them to have sex in turns, each man ends up having at least four children. And the men are raising the children they had through forced sex ‘alone’!!”

    “Write it.”

    What the heck? Why are you still looking at me like that’s some kind of problem?

    Are you really saying that you don’t understand what the problem is?!?

    “The second is the last of the cities they visited. They spend so much money that they completely ruin the economy of the cities they visited. And that’s in a city covered in desert on all sides!”

    “What’s the problem with that?”

    “Don’t you get it yet? They don’t realize that the money they gave out of goodwill has completely destroyed the city’s economic system! That’s because when money comes in several times the amount of money that was circulating, the value of money naturally decreases, prices rise, and as a result, there are more homeless people! ”

    An increase in the number of homeless people means that public safety may deteriorate.

    And if by any chance the security situation becomes extremely bad, the area will be designated as an anarchic city and isolated as such.

    If there is a city surrounded by desert on all sides, where communication with other cities is impossible, and where public safety is poor, what will happen to that city?

    Of course, it will rot from the inside and self-destruct.

    And from this process to the result, all actions are taken by the soldiers of the Northern Continent under orders from their superiors!

    But the tyrant heard the whole story and then covered my mouth and said:

    “Okay. That’s it for now. After listening to you, I guess you don’t know anything about the world?”

    “ㅁ, what?”

    You think I don’t know anything about the world?

    You say that even though I’ve been explaining the world to you so diligently?

    What is this woman? Could it be that she has nothing in her head?

    “First of all, since when have murder and rape been banned in cities? Some cities regulate them and leave punishments for them, but they have never been banned. In the first place, there are so many people that the city can’t support them all, so killing them actually increases the number of people that can be supported, so it’s actually a good thing.”

    How can you have such a trashy thought?

    They say that when people die, there is less competition so it’s good!!

    “This, this piece of trash!”

    “Yeah, I’m trash. But there’s more I have to deal with here.”

    “What, what is it?”

    “You said that a lot of money came into the city, so the value of the currency fell and prices rose. But that can’t happen in reality. Because unlike the past, there is only one currency now.”

    “Ha, but there is evidence that that actually happened!!”

    “Yeah, yeah, I guess so. If you didn’t, how could you say something like that with common sense and confidence in front of people? It must be because you have something you believe in.”

    So what’s the problem?

    What I want to say is, what’s the main point?

    “To put it simply, the common sense you are thinking of is wrong.”

    What? Is it wrong? Is the common sense I know wrong?

    Lies. How dare you tell a homeless person like me that my common sense is wrong?

    Unlike you vagrants, I was educated and raised in the central city, or rather the capital!

    So the common sense I know is wrong? What the government taught me is wrong?!

    “Dog, don’t be a dog! Go, who the hell are you!!”

    Crack-!!

    also.

    also!

    also!!

    “You hit me in the face again!!”

    Crack-!!

    “How dare you. Hit me in the face like that?! Oh, just say one word to my mom!”

    Crack-!!

    “Eeeeek!! You, you must be mine!!”

    Crack-!!

    “Absolutely! I will kill you painfully together with your little brother!!”

    Crack-!!

    Cool.

    The man vomited blood from his mouth and passed out.

    It’s surprising that he fainted so easily when I didn’t even hit him that hard on the cheek.

    Still, I got some rough information.

    I also had a rough idea of what this guy did.

    ‘A golden spoon born and raised in the capital.’

    Anyway, the noble kids who live in luxury do not understand the lives of untouchables like us.

    Besides, I don’t understand the trashy act of killing a fellow noble because he thinks he’s the best.

    The central city where the government headquarters is located, also known as the ‘capital’.

    The man, who was believed to have slept in the capital, collapsed, bleeding.

    And then, finally, the time came for the clone to collapse.

    “Well. I guess there won’t be any problem.”

    [Use the Holy Relic, ‘Repair Kit for Clone Body’.]

    Tick tock.

    I used a repair kit to slowly restore half of the durability of my clone, which was slowly falling apart, in order to delay the time it would take for it to disintegrate.

    And I looked around.

    Incarnations and buildings burning like garbage, with a pungent smell.

    A sandy beach that no longer feels like the old beach it once was, looking like a devastated battlefield.

    The corpses of the incarnations that came to attack me were burned black by the firewall I installed through sorcery.

    “This is so sad.”

    I looked absentmindedly at the beach of Quenek, a city in ruins due to the bombs fired by Ziad.

    I was speechless at the sight of the miserable city.

    And I couldn’t bring myself to say that this was all happening because I was here.

    [Recover the holy relic, ‘Clone Body’.]

    Let’s get that out of the way and wait at the destination.

    I’m looking forward to seeing what kind of expressions they’ll make when they arrive and see my face.

    Lisa ran away, leaving a town’s beach beyond repair.

    ***

    “Enoch! Now, we’ve arrived!!”

    Snap-!!

    “Sigh!”

    “Shut up and keep going, you punk!”

    Kung kung kung kung!

    Slurp!

    thud.

    Somehow we managed to reach our destination.

    Seirut shed small tears while patting her buttocks, which had turned red from being hit by me.

    I looked around, shaking my wet hair, realizing that I had finally escaped.

    “Huh? That’s.”

    It’s a makeshift shower room, right?

    As expected, she’s my older sister.

    I was already feeling uneasy, but you really have good sense, don’t you?

    “Hey. Seirut.”

    “Uh, yeah?”

    Seirut, who was wet and tired, got up and headed towards me.

    She thought for a moment, then turned her head away, probably angry that I had spanked her.

    But I just said what I wanted to say and left.

    “I’ll wash first.”

    I grabbed my clothes from my bag and went into the makeshift shower room.

    There were faucets and shower supplies such as soap, shampoo, conditioner, and body wash.

    I put the clothes on top to wash my body first, then put the wet towel and clothes on the bottom, and then turned on the faucet.

    Squeak.

    So tasty.

    Steam comes with warm water.

    My cold body warmed up.

    Then, I lathered my hair and body with shower products and then let it run under the water.

    Roughly, after I finished showering, I dried my body with a towel.

    Squeak.

    “It’s over, so go in now.”

    I changed my clothes and came out, and spoke to Seirut, who looked like a wet rat.

    “Oh, I got it.”

    Seirut quietly packed her clothes and went into the shower room.

    In the meantime, I dried my hair with a hair dryer.

    Inside the shower room, only the sound of water could be heard.

    *

    “Ah. There’s a mark.”

    Seirut looked back and saw a red handprint on her buttocks.

    And every time I thought about that feeling, I got a pounding feeling in my lower stomach.

    “Yeah. I’ve been holding back for a long time.”

    Considering Enoch and the submarine ride to get here and the day we spent here, it was about a week.

    During that migration, I held back the desires that were rising in me from Enoch because of the tyrant’s gaze.

    But I can’t stand it anymore.

    Cheeekㅡ.

    Because of the warm shower water and the splashing sound, it was clear that no sound would be heard.

    The work of covering the mouth and pouring out the bad water began.

    “Ugh… … ♥ Haa… … ♥ Sob… … ♥.”

    *

    … … Every time Seirut let out bad water from the shower, a groan could be heard.

    Lisa appeared next to Enoch and covered his ears for Seirut, who had been holding back her desires for a long time.

    Enoch filled his stomach by eating the whipped cream cake Lisa gave him.

    So forty minutes later, when Seirut came out, Lisa approached him and whispered in his ear:

    ‘You weren’t thinking of Enoch, were you?’

    Gulp.

    Seirut is speechless at the fact that he was caught.

    Lisa smiled at him and said,

    ‘I believe you said no? ^^.’

    “What are you doing? Come and sit down.”

    The two sat next to Enoch, who was eating a whipped cream cake with his arms around each other’s shoulders.

    And the three of them spent time together eating whipped cream cake.

    Seirut’s heart was pounding.

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