Chapter 280 – Final Battle – 4 (Complete)
Shoot!
Like drawing paper, the world is colored.
When we return to reality, we see the surroundings in disarray due to the effects of creation. Of course. Creation is not about creating a space that did not exist.
Because it is eroding the world and removing a certain part of it.
“It’s a mess.”
King Bastian looked around with his one eye, which was in good condition, and said.
“It’s a dangerous technique. I can’t believe you spend so much on that. “Are you okay?”
“I wouldn’t have written it if it weren’t for the king.”
“Is that also true?”
He chuckled at my words and nodded.
“I thought it was strange.”
“What do you mean?”
“Your skills.”
King Bastian looked at the sky with unfocused eyes.
“Did you say Little Boy and Fat Man? It looks strange. “The power of the sun contained in a material like steel.”
A huge missile. No, bomb. Its shape is foreign to this world. Of course. Because it was created by American scientists in a past life.
But King Bastian said something unexpected.
“I’ve seen something similar to that before.”
This is the first time.
“Of course, they are not the same, and the shapes are very different. “Because it was thin and long.”
“Hmm.”
“The red blood created it. They say it’s a technique to fight against nobles. Gunpowder was used, and it was intended to be blown far away by impact.”
Something suddenly occurred to me when I heard those words. It’s probably like a cannon made with the invention of gunpowder. I think there was one in Joseon as well. What guns? President… ? Oh, I don’t remember.
“It was just too weak compared to the power of the nobles. Let alone nobles, we were able to sufficiently defend ourselves with the power of mercenaries. “It was too slow to fire each shot, and since it was gunpowder, it was weak to water.”
“This is my first time hearing it.”
“Of course. Even the red bloods won’t know that they created such a weapon. It’s such an old story. “What I said was written down in the palace library, and the weapon is probably in the corner of the warehouse.”
It’s an old story.
This means that the gunpowder weapon itself was created quite a long time ago.
… As expected, scientific development is slow in this world.
Even though a gunpowder weapon is created, it disappears in vain before magical power. There is no possibility of development. In the first place, sharing knowledge is difficult. That’s not to say it’s bad, but it’s a shame that there are no conveniences that can be gained as science develops.
King Bastian’s eyes moved and looked at me.
“And I only realized it now that I saw it.”
The dying king’s eyes were still shining.
“Leoric Hyperion. To you, magical power is just a tool, right?”
“…”
I closed my mouth at those words.
“I don’t sense any faith in magic from you.”
“Is it faith?”
It’s just a tool. That was true. To me, this power was like a weapon.
I understand that having faith increases the level of magical power, but to me, it was just a tool.
“For a noble family, magical power is everything to the family. All nobles born into the family are educated that way. That’s not strange. From birth to growth, from old age until death, all nobles are imbued with the power of the blue blood that sleeps within their bodies.”
That’s why I become absorbed in the power of blood and the magical power contained within it.
“Those who are possessed by magic, like the mole of the Duke’s family and the Shark Duke of Bahon, have faith in the power itself. Therefore, it has a shape according to its characteristics… “You are different.”
By realizing the magic of the sun and manipulating the power of the sun, we can create the sun, manipulate light, or manipulate flame, gravity, and temperature.
However, the power used when it really matters is destructive power. And that appearance could not have been derived from nature.
“It would be different if the magical power derived from the tools created by humans in the first place, for example, wielded swords and shields like Aslan or Müller’s humans, but as they mastered the power that everyone fears called the sun, the final form that took shape was like… It is a weapon created by humans…”
King Bastian muttered quietly and then laughed.
“Do you not like the idea of noble families monopolizing power?”
As science develops and research on magical power progresses, what will happen if more people have magical powers?
Magical power is not a mysterious and mystical force that appears infinitely somewhere.
Magic power is also a power that belongs to the physical laws of this world and is bound by certain laws. If we study and research it, eventually, one day, humans will obtain that power.
This is what King Bastian meant.
The power that can make you a god if you monopolize it. That power…
“Do you plan to pass it on to humans equally?”
I shook my head at those words.
“I have no intention of doing so.”
Of course, I don’t think it’s a bad thing if it ends up that way.
I am satisfied with my position as a member of a noble family. Of course, he happened to be king now, but to be honest, as the second son of the earl’s family, he didn’t mind spending his whole life playing around.
As someone who came from an equal world, a movement against inequality between nobles, commoners, and a class-discriminatory society?
I’m not interested in that.
Even if I research anyway, it will be difficult to achieve such results not only in my generation but also in the generations of my children and grandchildren.
After that? Even if you are a descendant of 100 years in the future, it is not very impressive. If you become that level of master, wouldn’t it be difficult to say that it’s actually in your blood?
I have to say that incest is absolutely not allowed.
And the reason I continued my research was simple.
“But it is difficult to give up science that has not developed because of the monopoly on magical power. “I have experienced that ‘convenience’ firsthand.”
King Bastian’s eyes widened at my words.
“Is it. I thought something was strange, but… “There is something like that.”
Did he feel something from what I said? But even so, King Bastian seemed to be wondering if he was very impressed.
“I guess such a world wouldn’t be bad…”
The light in King Bastian’s eyes is slowly fading out.
“As the power bound by blood is slowly released, strength will ultimately be determined by individual talent. And that strength is bound to the individual… Unless it’s a mutant like you, the scale of the fight will be less…”
Those with the mythical strength to collapse mountains, change the terrain, and flood the sea with a single gesture will become rare, but the number of people with magical powers will increase.
Of course, sometimes mutant-like beings appear, but such people rarely appear even in history.
The bloodline of the nobles is nothing more than bloodline, and the commoners have the opportunity to have power. It’s like a fantasy novel.
“That world isn’t bad either. I feel like I can fight as much as I want, free from responsibility and obligation…”
“No. Because countries and laws exist even in such a world. “If you fight, you become a criminal.”
At my words, King Bastian cleared his throat and the corners of his mouth rose.
“Flaw. … That’s really… Disappointing… I see…”
King Bastien, who was smiling until the end, soon stopped breathing. The bleeding from my body had already stopped. It was the king’s magical power that forced the heart and lungs to move.
“…”
Kingdom of Brahms, the last mad king. The head of the Brineer clan. That’s how Bastien died.
* * *
“Oh my.”
My nerves are aching. I also felt like my internal organs were messed up. I guess I’ll have to rest for a while for this.
When the fight was over and I was looking up at the sky blankly, they appeared from afar.
“Wow!”
“Hmph! “I was worried!”
He smiled bitterly at the sight of Irina jumping into her chest and patted her on the back. Meanwhile, Alina and Amelia also came closer.
“It looks painful.”
When Amelia poked her cheek, she felt pain. Although she couldn’t feel it, she must have already had a blue bruise.
“I think I’m going to die.”
“Ha. “I’m saying it’s too much.”
Alina smiled bitterly at my words. Anyway, I agreed with Alina. I don’t want to push myself anymore.
“Ah! No! “I don’t want to work anymore anyway!”
How did this happen! As the second son of a count’s family, I aimed to live a leisurely life of playing and eating!
“Hmm.”
Alina looked at me with a strange expression.
“What? “Uneasy.”
“No… Just…”
“Ahahaha…”
“It’s a leisurely life…”
It’s not just Alina. Irina and Amelia both made eye contact and were shaking their heads.
“Why? Why? There’s nothing more to do, right? “If we just let Zeke and her underlings clean up the country, that’s the end, right?”
Amelia opened her mouth at my words.
“… A big thing happened that changed the king of the country. The Baheun Kingdom will also send diplomats, and the Serot Church will do the same. “The Eastern Empire would have sent someone there again by now.”
“I guess that’s all. The chaos in the northern region needs to be resolved again, and other countries beyond the northern region are also watching this area carefully, so the cult…”
I frowned at Alina’s words.
The work isn’t over yet?
“Ah.”
Hate. Really.
Where has my golden spoon life gone? Shit.
“I’d rather play and eat like a motherfucker.”
