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    Just as a wooden wall was hastily rebuilt on the empty space of a completely collapsed castle wall, Kanna built a wall of her heart.

    But Kanna hides it as best she can and tells the story she originally wanted to tell.

    That was appreciated.

    I am grateful that so much has changed since harvest time.

    I will explain my life and how it has changed, telling you one thing at a time that I already know.

    He says that he is so happy that his family’s view of him has changed, that he can do a lot more things, and that he is back to normal.

    “Yes, I see.”

    “You’re really unresponsive. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

    Oh, so that’s what you said?

    I guess I think I’m making a harvester to feel some sense of accomplishment.

    I’m going to live my life pretending to be a good person, so let’s say something appropriate.

    “More.”

    “More?”

    “I hope you go further. Kanna.”

    The happiest future a harvester can have.

    This world is zero-sum. In order for one person to be happy, many people must become unhappy. If they die in such misery, I can take their warmth with me.

    If this is causally the cause, then you can harvest warmth. Of course, it doesn’t seem to be from the beginning to the end, and there seems to be some limit, but that’s where it is.

    I learned a lot during my time at Tish.

    For example, when Tisha gave the order to eliminate bandits in the castle, no matter how far away they were, they would gain the warmth that the bandits had.

    Kanna is also in that position.

    So, like Tisha.

    “At the very least, you should sleep comfortably with your grandchildren by your side.”

    If possible, it would be even better if I could have great-grandchildren.

    Kanna blinked her eyes as she listened to what I said, trying to understand. Then she smiled slightly.

    “What is that? Isn’t that looking too far ahead?”

    “It’ll be quick for me. Kanna. You may not know it because of this appearance, but am I a monster? I’ll live a very, very long time.”

    I say this knowing that it will sound like I’m a good person.

    In the first place, you don’t even know if you can die from old age. It’s impossible to die from injury, let alone from aging. No matter what you do, you can’t take your own life.

    “Yeah, even if you’re a monster… … . Are you really a monster in the first place? Aren’t you like a god? Really? Up until now, you’ve saved people? ”

    “I am neither omniscient nor omnipotent. I often get things wrong when it comes to complex things, and there are times when I thought I was doing well but later realized I was crossing a dangerous bridge. I just live longer than other people.”

    It’s an evil monster that lives for a long time and survives by stealing the warmth of living things. But I don’t intend to talk about it that far. I’ll just cut it short here.

    He seems like a good superman, but he makes sentences that make it feel like he’s putting himself down.

    So, it’s perfect when you think that you’re actually a great person but you don’t want to be called one.

    Don’t you think that good people are easy to use and are just suckers who benefit themselves in some way?

    And I live a long life. People will look at me with anger and envy as they see me living a long life, and they will try to get some of the byproducts from it.

    In pseudo-religions, they lead by shaking with non-existent by-products, so compared to them, I can say that I am refreshing.

    Of course, there are harsh penalties that cannot be compared to those of cults, but sometimes people want to change the reality even if it means receiving it.

    Or, like the humans at the gambling table, they don’t think like that.

    “Every time I talk to you, I feel like you’re not human.”

    I’m doing it on purpose.

    Instead of saying that, I respond with a smile. Then Kanna lets out a small sigh.

    “Actually, I wonder if it’s okay to treat you like this.”

    “Use it with your toes. Use it as you wish. I hand myself over indiscriminately. If you haven’t died, I’ll make your body better once.”

    “Actually, it seems like you’re taking the most precious thing in return.”

    I didn’t say anything.

    Even though she didn’t touch the truth, Kanna’s expression hardened slightly as if she had touched something close to it.

    Since it seems too troubling, let’s turn our gaze to something easier to understand.

    “If this is too burdensome… …. I have a favor to ask.”

    “What is it?”

    Several days have passed, and there has been no news from the royal palace. The situation in Bern City is still worsening.

    It’s possible that my request was lost. Or that many people died in Bern City, but it was passed over as nothing serious.

    “Victoria sent a letter to her parents in Bern City, but strangely there was no reply. I would like you to look into it.”

    The powers that be in the North project their influence into the South.

    Now, what will the royal family think? If they were a group of powerful people who were on good terms, it would probably work out somehow, but Kanna feels like she owes me something.

    Any answer must be brought to me.

    The very fact that we are approaching the subject of the city of Bern remains.

    And then there’s the excuse.

    I told King Hypion that people were dying in the south.

    Kanna told Victoria that she couldn’t contact her family.

    At first glance, it’s a completely different issue.

    It’s just a coincidence that they happen to be in the same place. So if you’re going to suspect that you didn’t trust the king, or more precisely that you were trying to drive a wedge between them, you have an excuse.

    I’m really worried that this won’t work, but my actions so far will give me some credibility.

    “Victoria Bett. What’s your relationship with her? You’re not family, are you?”

    Then Kanna looks at me with a really confused expression and asks.

    Huh? You?

    Oh, that’s right. I made that part of me that was humane, so I thought everyone who knew me would think I was part of Victoria’s family.

    It wasn’t really a relationship, and I guess he knew it.

    Here I’d like to reinforce that relationship a little more.

    “Victoria was the first person I contracted with when I came into this world, and the name Belle was given to me by Victoria.”

    It sounds like there’s a deep connection.

    Parents and children are also created by such coincidences. That’s why they seem similar at first glance. They seem to have a family-like relationship.

    Unlike a real family, there is no function to continue genes.

    Yeah, we’re not family. We’re really not related at all.

    The name Belle can be dropped at any time, and the first contractor is not special.

    You’ve got the facts right, but I’m going to go in the opposite direction and try to humanize them, like they’re my family.

    It’s an easy weakness to spot.

    I don’t know if it’s because time has progressed a bit further, but I think that even noble families that survive on the fittest generally have one side.

    And that’s the weak point.

    “So that’s why you two often hung out together.”

    Kanna looked surprised.

    Is that really surprising? Rather, if we look at the context so far, shouldn’t Victoria and I be considered close friends?

    Victoria is a harvester. That means she signed with me. And during the Bern City incident, we became famous together and entered the Royal Academy together.

    That doesn’t seem that surprising, does it?

    If you don’t know, you should ask.

    “Is it weird?”

    “Yeah. That’s weird. I don’t know about Victoria, but you seem so detached from the world. I didn’t know you’d ask me to take care of other people’s work while just letting your own go.”

    huh.

    You’re seeing it exactly. That’s why I was even more surprised.

    If you say it’s your own business, it’s the story of when you almost got bullied for meeting the prince.

    But that side was really good. If you attack, they will try to use it as an opportunity to make you a harvester.

    Your skin will get better and your body will have just the right amount of fat. This is generally considered to be pretty.

    There are many people who can do anything if they become beautiful.

    So, anyone who was jealous was a potential customer who could easily be turned into a harvester.

    anyway.

    You know me so well, it takes a shock to erase my understanding.

    In times like these, it’s much more shocking to say this than to explain in detail.

    “Can you compare it to Maleficent?”

    “No. Compared to that, it’s just the jealousy of girls. How can you compare it to a witch who’s lived for hundreds of years… … . As expected, you took care of it.”

    Oh. Now that you mention it, you said the royal family took care of it. But you didn’t tell me not to tell the truth, so I guess that’s okay.

    I took Maleficent’s things and handed them over as a bribe and a trap.

    “That killed a person so much that it was unacceptable.”

    They plowed up not only the harvesters, but also those who would be harvesters in the future. Thanks to that, the capital is still a mess.

    I’m currently aiming to spread the harvest season in the distant future.

    In that case, it would be better for people to live happily and continue to prosper.

    Why are you trying to blow up Bern City?

    ah.

    Because I could get some warmth. Hehe. Lots of warmth.

    Besides, if you’re in the middle of a fight, you’ll be gathering things that are there, and some of them will be useful in breaking through the situation.

    And you don’t necessarily need Morris to use it. The knowledge for that is already in the harvester’s head.

    Technology develops because it is needed.

    Unlike Brightshin, which was actually populated only by the poor, the harvesters made in Bern City are a mix of all walks of life.

    If these people are doing well, the information I sent them will likely disappear into thin air, because a person with a healthy mind has never taken out the information I sent them.

    But Bern City is now in extreme conditions during all harvest seasons.

    My knowledge is just perfect for penetrating your head.

    And actually, there are several people who are tinkering with wind-up machines.

    As soon as we entered Bern City, we also captured a number of war machines that were used as coffins to imprison people.

    Soon, a weapon will be released that will have powerful abilities while creating an area where magic cannot be used.

    By then, a lot will have changed.

    Thinking about the benefits of connecting Bern City and the Theodore family, Kanna chuckled, wondering what was funny about saying that he was killed because it was too dangerous.

    And after drinking tea quietly, we ended our conversation.

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