episode_0182

huh.

it’s hard.

No, really, there’s a path that goes up at an ambiguous angle on top of a steep cliff, and unless you have a special magic key, you have to go around the mountain and fight various monsters to get to the end.

I know that special magic, but the problem is that it’s just a pie in the sky for me since I can’t use magic.

No, there is a reasonable reason why it was made like a game.

First of all, Maleficent.

I don’t have any friends.

Their personalities are so bad that they were born with a bad personality. The race itself was set up that way from the beginning.

In addition, since I never had a chance to develop a rounded social side by getting scolded by someone and getting beat up, I just stayed as it was.

However, it is not the loneliness of the weak, but the nobility of the strong, so it is the complete opposite for me.

Me?

A monster that has no choice but to surrender after being tortured and find comfort? Surprisingly, it still has intelligence, and it knows that if it continues to act recklessly, it will really get stuck, so it desperately holds on to its patience.

If eating is an act of obtaining what is necessary for living, then eating is also an act of obtaining warmth.

Assuming that is the case, I am eating a moderate diet at the Buddhist standard level.

Although it’s healthy, sometimes I want to indulge in violent calories, like eating a hamburger wrapped in pizza.

So, we are slowly making the harvester.

anyway.

This is a neighborhood where monsters live, drawing a line that they call their territory, thinking that the occasional horde of monsters that comes like a flood is like a special party that comes once every few years.

Add to that the fact that Maleficent has no friends.

Even if you say that someone is coming, they are basically enemies, so you will lure them to the monster’s nest, weaken their strength, and then deal with them at the end.

Since there is no reason to care about others in the first place, there is no easy way up, like a shortcut for someone. For yourself and others.

There are only two.

What I mean is, I felt like I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night, so I just crushed reality a little bit.

Since I know the frame of Maleficent’s memories, I tried to see if I could fit in the reality itself that opens without magic power, and it worked.

What was most interesting was that in the magical realm, there were no cracks.

The security spell Maleficent cast wasn’t that simple, but it took no more effort than turning a stone rolling on the street into gold.

I’m glad I don’t have to worry about the world falling apart over something like this.

I climbed up the steep cliff, thinking that perhaps I could easily break the magic of the thorn tree of the damselfly.

It was really hard because Maleficent was supposed to fly and didn’t show any consideration for hikers.

So we entered Maleficent’s castle.

This is a place that was originally an abandoned castle that was renovated. It is a nest that is physically impossible to manage alone.

But Maleficent could use magic, and she used it to run the castle on her own.

So what about now that Maleficent is gone?

Whew.

The tattered pieces of stone cling together and shake, and the cold wind passes through them, making a sound.

It’s on the verge of collapse.

The good news is that since I have Maleficent’s memories, I don’t have to go looking for where things are.

First of all, ignore the gold and silver treasures in the castle. I took the more valuable ones. The magical items and special tools that Maleficent possesses. I mainly took the ones with the highest value.

Standard of value?

The standard is whether the murderous intent is deeply ingrained.

And finally, I take my diary with me to harass Maleficent who has given me trouble. Even though it is a diary, it is not written in every day, but rather, it is a diary with years passing between each chapter.

It’s a diary where I write down my true feelings.

If that remains as a relic, I will cry.

Aren’t you embarrassing me by restoring even the erased scribbles from Anne’s diary in my faded memories?

I keep a journal, believing it will have a similar effect.

Then suddenly I look at an open birdcage near the desk. On the floor of the cage are dried, twisted bird bones.

I didn’t have any friends, but I had subordinates.

Maybe we were friends.

I couldn’t find any warmth in it, so I lost interest and left the castle right away.

This castle will fall in no time.

The castle walls are creaking in places to a serious degree. It would be safer to tear them down and rebuild them than to do reinforcement work.

We carry our luggage and work hard to get down the cliff.

My clothes are a total mess. The clothes I’m wearing aren’t really appropriate for a place like this. They’re more like clothes a girl would wear on a picnic.

But I don’t have any outdoor clothes, so I just wore what I had.

I almost rolled down the steep cliff and reached the bottom.

hmm.

There’s more luggage than I thought.

A girl with clothes clinging to dirt and dust, holding strange objects.

That’s who I am now.

Once I’ve crossed the monster territory that Maleficent was aware of, I run back the way I came.

It’s very heavy because of the luggage, but this body won’t be damaged by that.

***

I arrived at my accommodation.

Surprisingly, no one pointed out anything to me as I ran from the outskirts of the capital to my accommodation. When I got back to my accommodation, the people in my accommodation were screaming, probably because my clothes were in such a terrible state.

After being forced to change into my tattered clothes by the noisy maids, I called the butler.

“Bell, what’s going on?”

“Can I meet the King about something related to Maleficent?”

Surprisingly, instead of asking for a separate explanation for my words, the butler simply replied by asking me to wait a moment.

I expected him to ask for the minimum reason, but he gave me a puzzled look and didn’t say anything.

And that night.

I got into the car that stopped in front of the inn, carrying the items I had looted from Maleficent’s house.

Unlike last time, I went into a building a little further outside the castle walls. And King Hypion was waiting for me at the place we always met.

“You wanted to meet me about something related to witches.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

I came with a lot of luggage. The surprising thing is that no one pointed out my luggage. I thought the escort would search what I was carrying, but they passed me by with a free pass.

No, isn’t that too trusting?

What if you want to assassinate the king?

As I questioned the security of the royal family, I placed my belongings, one by one, on a table in front of a man whose face I now recognized.

“What is this?”

I was wondering how to explain it, and then I gave an answer that said it all at once.

“This is Maleficent’s diary.”

As I say this while pointing to a book, the king’s expression hardens. He then looks down at the object with a wary expression.

“Where on earth do you get something like this?”

“I found out where Maleficent was staying during her final moments.”

As far as I know, aside from Victoria, no one knows what I said at the end of Maleficent.

She didn’t say a word about the hiding place. But it’s not a lie. I know it because I got her memories.

“And I brought mostly dangerous items from there.”

I brought mainly really dangerous items. Magical tools for killing someone, cursing someone, or ruining someone.

Of course, I have no intention of telling you how to use it.

Wouldn’t it be weird if you knew that?

“Can you tell me the location?”

“Yes.”

In response to Hypion’s question, I told him where Maleficent’s fortress was.

And while I was at it, I added this:

“I left behind metals like gold and silver because they are heavy, so take them if you need them. However, I don’t recommend taking them because the castle is old and could collapse at any time.”

If you give them a time limit and tell them there’s a treasure, they’ll go find it.

The way to stimulate desire is not to order something, but to prohibit something. If it’s a level of risk that’s okay for you, then it’s easier.

“Have you been to such a dangerous area?”

“I’m not a human. And I’m Maleficent’s stuff, right?”

Just the facts.

But for the listener, it could be interpreted that I moved to deal with the hazardous material.

I left the gold and silver treasures there and brought only dangerous items and laid them out. I also brought a guidebook that would help you learn more about Maleficent.

No matter where or how you look at me, I look nice, right?

And it really will stay that way.

I will increase the harvest season like an impulse, but I have no intention of doing anything else. I will wait quietly, holding my breath, and sometimes acting like a good person.

Bern City is engulfed in a telephone fire, and in the Brightseen slums, technological inventions are on the rise.

This is, so to speak, a bribe.

Since you’re being nice, let’s do our best.

“You give me this much, but there’s nothing I can do for you.”

At that moment, Hypion said that with a bitter expression. Then he went over to the table and tried to touch the object.

That’s why I said it’s dangerous so you shouldn’t touch it carelessly.

Of course, just holding it and swinging it around won’t make the magical tool work, but if I tell you that, you’ll think I don’t know much about it either.

But if you give too much, you’ll only get suspicion. Let’s pretend to be a little good here and set Bern City on fire.

“The screams coming from the south won’t stop.”

It means that you know something terrible is happening. You know that what is happening in Bern City, whether it is the King’s doing or not, will have consequences.

And that would be the worst ending.

Because the Purple Twilight Society has completely lost trust in the country. Would anyone believe it now that the King is suppressing it?

Even if that somehow works out, the really important issues still lie beneath the surface.

A fundamental flaw in the powertrain of a clockwork machine.

Bern City, which was a cutting-edge city with a lot of clockwork machines, was probably the first city to pass the critical point. If we don’t fix it here, another accident will happen.

And where else, after Bern City, is there a place with more clockwork machines?

yes.

It’s the capital.

There is a time bomb in the capital with a slowly ticking clock.

Can you handle this? Or will it just explode?

I like either one.

I think that way and that helps things turn around quickly.

How will things go now?