episode_0164

It is the annihilation of different races that are hostile to humanity… .

… Didn’t the mustachioed guy who committed suicide after failing at art school do something similar?

No, it’s probably a little better than that.

What that man did was a crime committed based on personal hatred and discrimination without any proper justification, but Adolf, the transsexual in front of us, seemed to have at least a justification for protecting humanity.

“In the end, does this mean that it is an organization dedicated to prisoners? Assuming they are a sub-race that shows hostility toward humanity, the only ones left are beastmen.”

It was an obvious fact.

As long as the empire is alive and well, fairies, dragons, demi-humans, etc. will not make a preemptive attack on humanity.

It is also a time when they are busy with problems within their own country.

“Okay. I guess so now.”

… now?

“The reason there is no friction between humanity and other races today is only because the empire is stronger than them. So, we must not let down our guard even for a moment. Those abominable races are waiting like hungry dogs for the empire to weaken.”

“Different races’? Who are you talking about?”

Besides the beastmen, what other race are you planning to exterminate?

“Arrogant and disgusting fairies, greedy and self-righteous demigods, and hypocritical dragons. They are all heretics who reject Elfinel’s mercy and believe in heretical gods, and are evil servants who miss their ugly past. Until they are all eradicated, we cannot say that we have achieved the task given to us by Elfinel – securing humanity’s right to survive.”

Lacey calmly sipped holy water.

The tone was as calm as a normal conversation, but what he actually said was crazy, at the level of threatening to start a world war.

It’s a little bit better.

This woman was even more radical than the mustachioed man.

Beastmen, fairies, half-humans, and dragons are all intelligent races excluding humans.

It’s not that we’re going to exterminate other races that are hostile to humanity, but we’re just saying we’re going to exterminate them first.

The only thing that doesn’t include Ka’har is… I guess it’s because the woman sitting in front of him is a Ka’har mixed race.

“This is not about securing humanity’s right to survive, but about annihilating all races other than humanity. Is that even possible?”

“In reality, it would be difficult. This is just my hope, and I am not sure that I can actually achieve that task. Different races are like insects, so even if you get rid of them, they will hide somewhere and reappear.”

The saint smiled.

It was the same facial expression as when treating the injured with compassion, but the emotions conveyed were as different as heaven and earth.

“What I want to do is just… All we need to do is destroy their bases and reduce their numbers so that these races can never become a threat to humanity again. That leaves only about 100% of what it is now. If that number were to be accommodated in a protected area, it would be easy to manage them to prevent any unrest.”

At the entrance to the camp, they put something like ‘Work will set you free’?

No matter how close this world is to the medieval era rather than modern times, isn’t this an idea that can be criticized here as well?

“They can also preserve the species, so they will be thrilled by Elfinel’s mercy.”

“I hope so… .”

The thoughts of Lacey Stadolph, who revealed her true feelings, were truly extreme.

To the point where I thought that preventing this woman from becoming a saint might be the way to world peace.

… If I lose the sainthood vote, it might get worse from here. Like that guy who failed at art school.

“So, what do you think about my suggestion? It would be a proposal that would be welcomed by the Lord. The imperial family is secretly reluctant to accept the descendants of the Twelve Knights, but the Holy Kingdom will actually welcome them with utmost hospitality. Anyway, if the 1st Prince loses in the conflict for succession rights, don’t you have anywhere else to go?”

“… I need some time to think.”

At first, I was speechless.

From the beginning, I was planning on making Leopold win, so I don’t plan on turning into a castle, but it wouldn’t hurt to have at least some insurance, right?

What is the policy of annihilating an entire race? I’ll have to try to convince him somehow.

As long as you maintain that belief, it will be difficult to be elected as a saint.

It may be difficult now, but as we build more trust between each other, my words will work. maybe.

I don’t think she was like this in the original… .

… No, maybe?

—-

“You are careful. That would also be a virtue of a knight. There is still at least a month left, so I will wait and hope for a positive response.”

Although I was quite hesitant, Lacey was willing to understand.

As if he didn’t expect me to agree right away from the beginning.

“It’s quite late, so let’s end the story here, Lord Median. Or do you have anything else to say?”

I have something to say… There is one though.

I guess there would be no problem if I asked Lacey.

“There is one. Look at this. It’s a phrase I found in an ancient ruin I explored before… Do you know what this means?”

“Ruins? Then, the ancient language of the empire… It must be the language of different races. Please show me.”

I showed Lacey the words written in blood on the stained bandage.

‘背信. God. 排God.’

‘Alföðrhlýtur að vera bölvað.’

It was a phrase engraved on the wall of the temple where the ghost knight appeared.

“Um… I have no idea about the first sentence. In the back… It seems similar to the archaic language of Dane culture. Would you like to find out?”

“Okay, please do me a favor.”

I left the bandages with Lacey and got up.

“I will be at the aid station for a while starting the day after tomorrow, so if you have anything to say about my proposal, please come by anytime. Sir Median.”

“… Is it because I am the master of this sword that I am called that now, instead of before? Is it because I am the master of this sword?

Lacey glanced at Durandal and nodded.

“Yes. The only people qualified to become the master of the Sword of Oath are the descendants of the Twelve Knights. None of them had Cahar’s bloodline, so Median must have been the family of the twelve knights.”

Is it a compromise of her own to call her by her middle name rather than her last name, Aishangior, or Hashall?

It can be seen as a title chosen by her, who has a ideology that denies other races, in order to tolerate me, who is half of Ka’har’s blood.

Denying Ka’har’s lineage, denying the title of the Empire.

I don’t know how I should accept the attitude of only acknowledging the remaining Medians after that.

“Okay. It’s not wrong… . Anyway, see you later. Maybe right tomorrow ”

“May you rest in peace until we meet again.”

I left Lacey’s room, leaving behind her as she made the sign of the cross and saw me off.

—-

I walk quietly down the hallway of the special building, pondering Lacey’s suggestion.

Beyond the hallway window, the full moon was shining brightly above the pitch-black night sky.

It’s a special mission.

The fact that they wanted to appoint me as the leader… This means that the specific plan itself has already been completed.

Most of the members have probably been saved.

In other words, regardless of whether I agree or decline, the launch of an organization called the Special Forces Group is already a confirmed matter.

Such a crazy organization has never appeared in a game.

Is this like the butterfly effect caused by me?

Shit. I’m working so hard, but what kind of butterfly effect is this that doesn’t produce a single positive result?

Should we at least regard this as a good thing since it is a proper organization from El Finel Church’s point of view?

No, it’s not that I like these races, and I know that if there is no empire, they will show their teeth… .

However, it is not right to exterminate them all. We have to find a compromise somehow.

I looked up at the night sky with resentful eyes.

Elfinel, if you are watching, please answer me.

Is this really what you want to do?

Is there a future in which countless people will die in war to destroy countless different races?

The sky said nothing.

Even Durandal, which usually reveals its presence very actively by emitting light or vibrating, remained silent.

A bitter laugh came out.

Well, the world isn’t that different.

A world where the existence of God has been proven, or a world where it has not been proven.

The communists were right about one thing.

Faith is no different from opium.

If used appropriately, it is a medicine, but if taken in excess, it can lead to ruin.

—-

I returned to my room.

Because it was late at night, even the magic light on the ceiling had already turned into a dark nightlight.

Lana had changed into her pajamas and was rolling around on her bed, hugging a pillow.

Although he jumped up when I came in.

“Hashal, what happened? The expression is a bit… .”

Lana saw my expression and asked carefully.

… While I was worrying alone, did I forget to manage my facial expressions?

I forced a smile and comforted her. It’s a bit too much to worry about the child.

“It’s nothing. I’m just a little tired. Lana, you should go to sleep soon too. If you sleep late, you won’t grow taller.”

“You’re not tall… That’s a unique horse for a horse trying to put kids to sleep. Kahar says, but see? We usually teach that if you sleep late, you will be scolded by the gods.”

Lana laughed bitterly.

I don’t know what Ka’har does.

In my experience, the guys who talk loudly until late at night… Even though I fell asleep forever.

… Is it just Hershela’s troops?

” These are not empty words to teach children, but facts derived from long experience. Among those who stayed up all night at a young age, none of them grew up properly later on.”

“… Is it true?”

When I nodded my head loudly, Lana got into the blanket and quickly got ready to sleep.

“I was going to sleep now anyway. I was just waiting for my sister to come back.”

I looked at Lana with a smile, took out a cigarette, took a cigarette, and sat down by the window.

“Unni, please go to bed early too. You must be very tired.”

“Okay. I’ll just smoke this and sleep.”

Lana pouted as if my answer was unexpected.

I must have fallen asleep right away, but after a while, all I could hear was wheezing.

“… sleep well Lana.”

Quiet self-talk. No answer came back.

I spent the night blowing smoke out the window for a while.

Even if I burned the magic candle, my mind was still as complicated as a tangled skein of thread.