Chapter 12 – 1. The Man Who Comes Back to Life Even After Dying (2)
Bernhard Brullin.
Various figures were standing in the wide space leading from the Grand Staircase to the entrance of the Führer’s residence. Grasping the wooden doorknob one level up and far away, I glanced down at the portrait of Beatrix hanging in the hallway.
A marble floor with a pattern that looks like black mist rising against a pure white background. A Persian-style embroidered carpet embroidered on top of it.
She doesn’t enjoy luxury, but the queen’s hand-decorated space, which excelled in aesthetics, made me stand out when she showed up in a jet-black suit.
“…… Jungwoo Ball.”
I moved forward while receiving everyone’s complicated gazes and looked around.
“Miss Schneider.”
“I heard you called me.”
The first thing that caught my eye was Adele, a dark-haired elf with glossy hair. I met her calm eyes for a moment under her long eyelashes, checked her belongings in her bosom, and answered her.
“I need you. Could you help me?”
“May I ask what happened?”
“I cannot answer. But I won’t force it. I swear that refusing this request will not cause any disadvantages in future personnel affairs or work.”
Then Adele stared into my eyes and then leaned down. He probably meant to help. I reciprocated her greeting with her thanks and sorry. I couldn’t look down on them in front of those gathered here, so I was at the level of nodding my head lightly.
“Jeongwoo ball? Excuse me for a moment in the middle of our conversation.”
“Ah, Secretary Renner.”
“Thank you for recognizing me, but since I’m a full-time employee, that title is quite burdensome.”
“Is your son doing well?”
I asked him with a grin on his face. Rolfe, his gray hair well-groomed and the wrinkles between his brows slightly narrowed, snapped his chin. Feeling dissatisfied, he expressed it, albeit weakly. Even if you are not afraid of the prince of the East, you are afraid of the Führer behind him.
“The main officer is here at Your Excellency’s call, but he’s not seen here. May I know where you are?”
“Oh no, Beatrix went out for a while.”
“…… When will you be back?”
Rolfe was constantly trying to see through the situation with his hollow eyes. Unfortunately, however, I had no intention of answering his curiosity, nor did I intend to let him see through the phenomenon.
“You will find out soon.”
Next was the Moritz couple. Among them, especially Otto. He, who was the only one among those gathered at the entrance, boasted of his massive physique, and faced my eyes squarely, revealing his warrior temperament without hesitation.
“General Moritz.”
“Jeongwoo ball.”
“Neither do you. Were you invited to luncheon with your wife there?”
“…… Exactly.”
“Beatrix has completely entrusted me with the hospitality of the two of you.”
Ferocious fangs protruding from the mouth. A muscular body that stood out even over the military uniform. A general orc with his hair cut short stroked my grey-white chin. On the one hand, it was clear what he was thinking when he glanced at Rolfe, who was eagerly rolling his head.
Black Orchestra.
Since Rolf Renner hadn’t appeared in public since he stepped down as Secretary of Defense, the two must have been uncomfortable with the fact that they, the orchestra’s maestro and soloist, were gathered together.
Surely, somewhere in the corner of your heart, you must be afraid. I don’t think that the queen was able to see through the secret she was trying to hide so much.
“It sounds like you are saying that the will of the public is the will of your Excellency.”
“You understand quickly.”
“If you do, may I ask you a favor without rudeness?”
“It’s nice to have a quick conversation. Please tell me.”
“On the way back, her wife kept feeling unwell. It’s because of her original, sickly constitution. She said that, but she dared not refuse the favor of His Excellency. I was going to give her a brief greeting, but unfortunately, she is absent right now, so I want to ask her at the risk of rudeness.”
Frieda, who had been listening to Otto’s words, was taken aback. Before long, she began to act as weak as he had said, and looked at me with helpless eyes. Her acting skills were considerably better than her husband’s, but she was not fooled.
At the luncheon of her last life, there was no sign of her body being ill.
“If it’s okay, can Frida leave early today?”
Gaya, my dear darling, as soon as I noticed her, I tried to take her away from her wife to her safe place. Even more so, her improvisation is as natural and splendid as she felt when she received help herself. The only flaw is that her acting skills are a bit flimsy.
“You are extremely sincere. Unfortunately, it will be difficult.”
“…… Please repeat.”
“It will be difficult, though.”
Otto finally backed down at my determined attitude. Unlike a little while ago, except for the fact that he was wary of his surroundings and was very nervous, he didn’t look much different.
“It’s not a substitute, but if you’re feeling that uncomfortable, you’d better wait here for a while, Mrs.”
“May I ask where you are going?”
Frieda, an elf with flat ears, braided hair, and an elegant look asked. Holding on to Otto’s collar and trying hard to hide his fearful expression, it seemed that he was very uneasy.
However, I did not answer their questions properly this time, but only opened my mouth looking at the faces gathered at the seat.
“Miss Schmidt.”
“Yes, Jungwoo-kun.”
“Have you canceled luncheon cooking?”
“For now. But are you really okay?”
It was fine. I looked at her face and said. Helga, who was looking at her with a worried expression, asked for a special spell.
“Don’t worry, give Mrs. Frieda some refreshments here. Until I return, you must treat her well.”
“Ah yes…….”
With this, all preparations are complete.
“Okay then everyone.
The expressionless Adele Schneider, the spleen Otto Moritz, and the nervous Rolf Renner.
“You waited a long time. Let’s just move on.”
I added softly as I looked at the three people standing on the porch.
“Follow me.”
The unknown anxiety was a very small price to pay for them.
* * *
The annex of the official residence was literally an independent building from the main building. The building, located deep in the site past the garden, was also the furthest away from the gate.
It was not long before March 13, 1942, that I first visited that place, which was used as one of Beatrix’s offices. And, if I may add a little exaggeration, I could say that my hatred and our feud began right here.
“Jeongwoo-gong, this is…….”
Sensitive Adele opened her mouth. If it was natural, it was natural. Of the people who followed me, the only person working in the mansion was this one taciturn elf.
“Everyone.”
I opened the door to the detached building with the oxidized bronze key. This place, which was rarely cleaned by Adele and only a handful of maids, was called the guillotine. Each floor had strong security magic, so it was impossible to enter or leave without a designated key.
“Welcome to Byeoldong.”
A total of 2 keys I got from Beatrix today. It was a bronze key that allowed access to the annex itself and a steel key that opened the way to the basement. Other spaces on the second floor or higher could not be entered without permission, and there was nothing good to enter.
It was highly probable that it would be a more terrible place than the basement.
“Please forgive me if it is a bit dark.”
As the saying goes, the annex was very dark. Of course, it wasn’t a building as big as the main building, so it was enough to move along the walls. We went down the stairs leading from the front door, and soon, when the darkness became familiar, we distinguished our surroundings.
The clean wallpaper and flooring have been replaced by bumpy stones. The door where the key had to be put in also changed from a stylish thing to a bloody barbed wire.
“Okay, here it is.”
Finally we arrived at the basement of the annex building. It was a complete abyss with not a single ray of light leaking out. I chanted a simple incantation and colored the air with light. Then Otto and Rolfe looked at me anxiously.
It was because he dictated the order in English, similar to the language of the United States.
“…… This place?”
The name Guillotine was given to the basement of the annex building because it was a torture chamber prepared by Beatrix Adler herself. Occasionally, when the Waffen SS led by Heinrich imprisoned a certain person here, she would sit on a metal chair over there and admire her torture and conduct interrogations.
“It is a space for those who have infiltrated the official residence or committed blasphemous sins.”
Where was it just impressions and questions? Sometimes they would call me and teach me how to make someone open their mouth.
“Why did you bring us to such a hideous place?”
I asked with a grin.
“Are you familiar with magic, General?”
“I know enough to command the front, though not enough.”
Too much modesty Although the Guardians of the Eastern Front are brave, they do not walk alone like Beatrix. If so, he would have become a martyr before being a hero. In a battlefield where human life is treated as a minor thing, he cannot survive with only mediocre strength.
Getting out is even more so.
“Then a question.”
In other words, in addition to dragon power, the grey-white orc here has a head worthy of the rank of general.
“Give a comprehensive answer on the characteristics of magic that uses memory as its medium.”
And that head is used to equip resourcefulness and the necessary background knowledge.
“Most of them are for non-combat purposes.”
“And?”
Otto was reluctant to answer in a situation where he could not understand the English. Even so, I pressed him with a silent look, picked up a scroll scattered on the table in the basement, and finally listened to the answer.
“Very effective in interrogating prisoners or conveying information. It’s not for nothing that my legion’s skirmishers and snipers are properly equipped with expensive memory magic tools.”
“General, what kind of magic does this scroll in my hand seem to contain?”
“It’s memory overflow magic. Used to interrogate prisoners…….”
“It was right.”
This is the most popular memory-related magic in this world. Even this overflow, which is the lowest in class, has tremendous utility.
As much as its power to share one’s memories within the area designated by the caster as if overflowing.
“Would you like to talk about the magic overload phenomenon?”
“It’s an occupational disease that wizards often suffer from.”
“Specifically.”
“…… The space inside the body that accommodates magic is called a container for convenience, but in reality it is like an organ that repeatedly contracts and expands like the heart. So, if a large amount enters the body at once, the bowl expands the space to accommodate me.”
Yes. Magic is both a talent and a fruit of hard work.
“It is called Zaufen in our Bernhard language, and it is called Overdrive in Atlantic linguistics, but when you do intense exercise, you experience a phenomenon that temporarily improves your ability, just like your heart beats faster. If it’s a low-class wizard, it’s enough to raise the level by one or two steps.”
“But why would such a good phenomenon be called an occupational disease?”
“Because the price is high.”
“Yes, just like the word overload, the body is damaged in exchange for that momentary amplification.”
“I’m curious about what I’m asking even though I know it.”
Otto spat out in a scolding way. He was holding his breath with his brow furrowed, and he was acting as if his identity had already been exposed. He probably resigned himself to guessing what was about to happen.
“I think the same, Jungwoo-gong.”
Even Rolfe, who had always taken a step back and maintained the situation, helped him.
“What on earth was my intention to bring us to a place like this?”
“My?”
“For what reason are you threatening us like this?”
I laughed and tore the scroll in his hand. After going through the numerous weapons and instruments of torture hanging on the walls of the detached basement, he took out something familiar and held it with both hands.
“Okay, let me know.”
It was a shotgun.
“Hey, what are we going to do now…… !”
Around that time, the effect of the torn scroll was manifesting in my body. I looked around at the audience, emitting a blue light from my whole body. He stared intensely at Otto and Rolf, who looked surprised, and at Adele, who maintained a poker face even in this situation.
“Rolf Renner.”
“…… ?”
The scroll I ripped was a scroll containing memory overflow magic. This tool used for interrogation by torture technicians in the annexed basement is not compulsory, but on the contrary, it is an excellent means to express one’s intentions.
“Look smart.”
This magical scroll, also called a scroll, is consumed by tearing or burning. The light that flowed from my body eventually brightened up the dark underground and transmitted all my memories to those gathered.
Pod!
The beginning was the shameful school days against the background of the hometown Earth where he was born. Next was the memory of enlisting as soon as he became an adult and his days as a soldier dispatched to conflict areas three times over seven years.
“This was me.”
Killed people and fought against enemies. With the money he saved, he went to a music school that he had always dreamed of, and left behind impressive results in countless competitions. In the end, despite all his passion, he faced a huge ordeal and became a drug-soaked trash.
“This was me.”
I exposed all of myself nakedly and without adding or subtracting. With the most painful determination, he revealed the mistakes of his life and told the story up to now. From coming here after taking his own life to the Japanese uprising of the Black Orchestra after twists and turns.
– What does it mean.
―Just as you tried to help me, I meant to help you.
After that, it was a breeze. Everything from my contact with Otto as an eagle owl to the memorable conversation I had with Adele Schneider passed by.
– It’s not Beatrix, it’s not her!
– What are you talking about! Who would do this other than that crazy bitch!
― The Black Orchestra, Chief Conductor…… !
I saw the back of Otto, who met a tragic end after showing off his bravery.
― Hey, eagle owl.
―The Führer’s male prostitute was your real identity. Otto If this bastard hadn’t tipped off, I wouldn’t have been able to follow him all my life.
My wrath to end.
―It must have been you, Rolf Renner…… !
And Rolf Renner’s ridicule and contempt.
―What are you looking at with those eyes? You tried to kill me first.
It all wrapped around the four of us. My emotions and memories flooded like wild waves, shaking the heads of the three people in front of me.
―I will definitely avenge myself, I will avenge myself even in death!
Adele Schneider!
– See you in the afterlife, Renner…… !
Otto Moritz!
― Stupid, you fell asleep playing.
Rolf Renner!
―Where do you try it?
Everyone was astonished. Rolfe in particular was glaring at me, confused by his infused memories. Furthermore, he opened his mouth and shouted, denying the reality.
“This can’t be! How dare a lower race like you!”
I loaded the shotgun behind Otto and Adele, who were also confused.
“It was definitely a perfect plan and judgment! It was perfect until the moment I put it into practice!”
Clap.
“But a stranger from another world? The ability to bring death back?”
The target was his knee.
“This coward…… !”
Empty!
“Whoops! Aagh!”
The kneecap is a particularly nerve-dense area, so a sting can be fatal enough to cause immediate fainting. Besides, with this old dwarf’s body, dying from shock from blood loss wouldn’t be a joke, so we had to hurry.
“You asked what my intention was earlier?”
I aimed the gun at his belly again.
“This is my will!”
Empty! Dozens of bullets, as small as pebbles, pierced his body. A few ricocheted marbles brushed my cheeks, but I didn’t care. Because the bloody belly of the guy was very good to see!
“It hurts, hehe! It hurts!”
“Are you sick? Hurt?”
Knock, empty!
“Aaaaa!”
“Answer me.”
Knock, empty!
“Kuheuuuuu…… !”
“Come on, I answer, this dog -like deaf!”
It was very nice to see him wriggling and wriggling. However, it was annoying to keep trying to run away, so I trampled on the hairy branch in front of me and shouted passionately.
There was no place left to shoot any more on his stomach, which had been ragged like a worn-out threshold.
So this time he pointed the gun at his head.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa…… !”
“You want to go crazy and jump up and down? I know that feeling well.”
I’ve been experiencing it too, this chewy.
“But it’s not over yet.”
In fact, from now on is the real beginning.
“It is a summary judgment! From now on, Seo Jeong-woo, the eagle owl of the Black Orchestra, is prosecuting chief conductor Rolf Renner for treason and many other charges!”
Rolfe swam across the bottom like a fish washed ashore. I shouted louder and louder at the gasping, floundering fellow.
“Revision!”
Otto, who had come to his senses around that time, put on an angry expression, and Adele rubbed her forehead to brace herself from the shock of the last shot.
“Since Otto Moritz, a soloist, and Adele Schneider, an outsider, have been present in this trial as hostile witnesses and jurors for the accused, I will begin the trial!”
“Ugh, help me, uuuuu08uuuuu…… !”
The old, haggard elf cried and vomited blood all over her. But still not enough Aren’t the two hands still intact? I also trampled and crushed his fingernails with my shoe. Even then, the castle didn’t work out, so I moved the gun to the back of my hand for a while.
Knock, empty!
“You murdered Adele Schneider and Frieda Moritz, outsiders of the band! I took advantage of the mercy of soloist Otto Moritz! Even if it was a lie, he tried to usurp my place as an eagle owl!”
“Ouch…… !”
“Therefore, the owner of the theater sees Rolf Renner, the accused, you maestro, and his subordinate, concert master Julich Renner! All violinists under direct control, including your four sons, will be expelled!”
Growling at him, before I knew it, I saw the face of Adele Schneider standing behind me and shouted.
“First juror Adele Schneider seeks punishment!”
She glanced at me for a moment, then opened her mouth.
“…… Expulsion.”
Kind-hearted woman. Anyway, even against a guy who is about to die, she says don’t touch him anymore and leave him alone.
“Thank you for her mercy, Rolf Renner.”
But it can’t be. Otto’s turn still remains.
“Second juror Otto Moritz seeks punishment!”
When he saw Frieda’s death, his eyes were colored with fiery rage.
“…… Execution.”
After a while, the boy groaned lowly.
“Way?”
“As painfully as possible.”
Rolfe’s face was stained with despair.
“I will make the final judgment!”
It was the beginning of a stern sentence. I removed my finger from the trigger and grabbed the gun upside down.
“Maestro Rolf Renner!”
It was finally time to put an end to it.
“No no…… !”
“Execution!”
I slammed his face down with the butt as hard as I could.
“Bye!”
Puck, puck, puck, and puck!
Until his breath stops!
