Chapter 921 – #200_Cyberpunk and Witches (5)
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One.
Even propositions that were once considered immutable truths change with the passage of time.
The standard for distinguishing between good and evil is also the same.
Materials and remarks that were openly featured in entertainment just 10 years ago are now on the air, as if they are on a hot grill.
Just as if a labor law from 100 years ago was brought into modern times, a revolution would occur.
Just as most countries no longer buy and sell humans.
Just as Gehenna, which treated humans as materials for magical research hundreds of years ago, came to treat humans through a humanitarian agreement.
The standard of good and evil changes, and the way we treat the world changes according to that standard.
It is meaningless to discuss whether it is humane or inhumane simply over the results, escaping from the mandalites of that era.
Eloa has been fighting for humans for a very long time.
Being close means looking closely.
Therefore, she was an observer of history.
I have also watched good and evil change according to the flow of the times.
Are humans good?
Not like that.
In their selfishness, in their self-excuses to rationalize their absurdly exploited gains, and in their shameless desires that they sometimes do not even do.
Eloa felt skeptical several times.
Are humans evil?
This is also not the case.
For their altruism, for their noble agape apart from personal desires and interests, for their dedication and service to others.
Elroa made up her mind to turn around.
With pity for the humans who would die without knowing why, she continued Raffi’s will, established a location point, and dedicated her life to subjugating feats and homunculus.
Witches firmly believe that they are special beings different from humans.
However, Eloa knows that witches are not very different from humans in this respect.
In order to satisfy their desires, there are witches, apprentice witches, and exploits and exiles who change humans.
Even at this moment, there are witches struggling at location points around the world to minimize the damage caused by flooding.
The division itself, which tries to divide the whole group into good and evil, is wrong.
“Master, are you okay?”
“It’s okay Siu. Don’t worry about me.”
Siwoo and the others leave Witch Road and head to the central tower again.
I destroyed the guard robot, but there was no further disturbance.
The three of them were moving smoothly toward the tower without any hindrance.
As Rinne said, the first goal to be achieved now was to obtain the lock gate.
After obtaining the lock gate, you can control the level of flooding.
In other words, it can prevent humans from being killed by the simultaneous attacks of the homunculus.
Suddenly, Eloa felt an impulsive question.
Do I really need to do that?
This world is a world ruled by humans over witches.
And she saw some of the results with her own eyes.
Should we protect them now just because they are weaker than witches?
Is there a need to save a sprout that might one day mold these sins with its own hands?
If humans persecute witches because they have great power, why should they serve humans?
“I think I know a little bit about the Witch of Creation.”
“Me too.”
The witch of creation was wary of the possibility that humans might become a threat to the witches.
Thus, when man realized the mystery, he programmed it to cause a ‘flood’ and cause mankind’s civilization to degenerate.
However, it left a control device that could stop the flooding by creating a ‘lock gate’.
And I left the lock gates to cyberpunk battles, not ordinary pocket spaces.
Then, why did you choose this space as the location for the lock?
The answer was clear.
Will flooding be prevented through locks?
Will it cause more powerful flooding through the floodgates?
The Witch of Creation, who had arranged everything, was speaking through the space she had sculpted.
“You choose,” She said.
Even Eloah herself could not be certain what choice she would make.
Siwoo and his friends escaped from the entertainment district and entered a street lined with high-rise buildings and offices.
Even though it was only a few kilometers apart, the atmosphere was distinctly different.
If Casino Street and Night Street were Las Vegas, this place feels like futuristic Gwanghwamun.
The tall office building, the neat atmosphere of the street, and the street with cultural living spaces such as a large stadium seemed to be formidable at a glance.
As if attention was paid not only to functionality, but also to street modeling, even wide squares and parks stand out sparsely.
“Master, how about over there?”
Eloa blankly looked at the direction Siu’s fingertips were pointing.
“Witch History Museum?”
Surprisingly, the identity of the domed building beyond the scramble intersection was a museum, much lower than the surrounding buildings.
Anyway, the party doesn’t know where the lock is located in this space.
I’m just inferring that it’s vaguely in the huge central tower.
She continues to walk around the streets with a feeling of detecting her magical powers, but Daejeon Metropolitan City is not a rural area, and it is a famous city.
If you go around looking for it, you might find the lock gate first on Qliphort’s side.
It is clear that the witch of creation left clues about this as well as not looking for a place to furnish the Heturu locks.
It is first to understand what kind of world this world is.
2.
“What kind of theme park have you built?”
“All, all, all crumbling ruins, what a theme park…”
At that time, the grave robbers stepped in anew.
Unlike Siwoo and his party who entered through the south gate, the two exploits entered through the north gate.
The 22nd Rank of the Hexennacht Hardliners, who performed an excellent performance of sinking the US fleet not long ago.
Urshira von Himmelslauf, the ‘witch of reverse’.
Priscilla Amaimon, the ‘Witch of Gluttony’, was in reserve in case of emergency.
Likewise, the 22nd rank belonging to the hardliners.
The two exploits, who had been stunned at the splendor seen from outside the outer fortress, actually clicked their tongues at the scenery unfolding inside the outer fortress.
As Priscilla said, it was ruins.
It looked as if a huge monster had eaten it away, leaving only the skeleton of the building.
The bone-like steel frames and pillars have not been able to overcome time and are corroded.
Unlike the night castle that can be seen beyond the inner castle, there are no lights, and only desolate ruins are scattered on the road.
“The inside is worth seeing a little more.”
Urshira adjusted her eyepatch and lazily inhaled the opium fumes from her.
Her birth was not passionate and insensitive, so she was not particularly moved by the new scenery.
She is only thinking about how to get her hands on the lock and use it.
Priscilla doesn’t seem to care about her words or her stammering, as she always does.
It would be unreasonable for her to expect more than that, since she was just chasing after Urshira for letting her do her fun things in the first place.
“It is interesting. Is it a modern world that has developed and declined? Because it’s a space left by the Witch of Creation herself… Too future-oriented for something like that?”
“Cha, the Witch of Creation can turn back time too? It’s great, do it.”
“I will pay the charter. Let’s take a leisurely look around.”
“When it comes to dating, I prefer a cool guy. Ha, ha, of course, your escort partner is you…”
The two exploits walk leisurely down the street exchanging silly jokes and speculations.
Priscilla, Urshira’s only friend, was quite large.
However, the shaggy bangs that cover her entire face give us an impression that the witch’s beauty can be hidden this far.
“It is a convenience store. Uru, rest, let’s buy something to eat.”
“I wonder if I should have come alone.”
“What, what is it? Go because you’re anxious, to the person who came with you.”
Priscilla’s shortcomings do not end there.
Despite his public achievements, he looks innocent and innocent, but in reality, he has no social skills and is a bit less sociable.
Of course, the profit and loss calculation is not fast, and it is a severe stutter.
However, she was a person who was not lacking to be put in the category of achievement.
Also, she was not a witch to be laughed at.
Of course, the cruelty of burning hundreds of anti-witch demonstrators alive just because they offended them is combined.
The reason why she stuttered like that was because she had injured her head during the war between Qliphoth and Gehenna the other day.
Surviving as a retarded child in a public society that tries to rip you off if you see anything lacking.
To that extent, she proved that Priscilla is a powerful witch.
“Wow, wow, that’s great. I like things like this.”
“You’ll be fine. How can magic engineering develop to this extent?”
The two feats who crossed the ruins and entered the inner city were surprised to see a city that was too amazing to have been achieved by human power.
Doesn’t it mean that the human beings whom they look down on have built this kind of society anyway?
“Hey, is this a real space?”
“At least it doesn’t seem like fantasy. It’s realistic, and there’s no effect that interferes with the body’s magic power. It doesn’t feel like a forced setting.”
Afterwards, the two of them, who went into spectator mode, walked around the city more freely than Siwoo and the others.
They didn’t feel any reason to hurry, and they didn’t recognize that there was a competitor in the first place, so they came to the conclusion that they should go around the city slowly and search the lock gates as if they were taking a walk.
“Ooh, Urshira! Ooh, let’s ride this!”
“Yes, yes. Do whatever you want to do.”
Priscilla jumped around like a child and pointed at her monorail.
The rails connected like a spider’s web between tall buildings seem to have been accepted by Priscilla as a playground equipment.
Feeling somehow like a babysitter, Ursira obediently accompanies her on the monorail to the center of the city.
It is difficult to determine where the locks are located in this filthy wide space.
Wouldn’t a ridiculously large tower in the center of the city become a powerful landfill point?
Inside the monorail with only two people.
The night view looking dizzyingly down through the window where the raindrops are flowing was a unique experience even for Urshira, who has lived for a long time.
“Ooh, let’s get off!”
“Ah… What else?”
“Originally, this kind of travel is fun, isn’t it?”
Among them, the sparkling night street attracted Priscilla’s attention.
“This is the city! This is desire! I like humans Ha, you are always honest with your desires!”
Urshira chases after Priscilla, who is excited and wanders around, and arrives at Witch Road.
It didn’t take long for Priscilla’s tension, which had soared to the sky, to sink into the dark mud.
“What is this?”
“…”
Brothels with signs everywhere with the words witch or witch.
Priscilla’s eyes, which had been shining with an innocent smile, burned fiercely.
Ur Shira also frowned at her and puffed smoke from the sides of her lips.
A transcendentalist who threw off the bonds of humanity, a witch.
And a witch load mocking such witches on human subjects.
This distance itself was an affront to the witch’s sanctity.
Then, with a rattle, a solicitor drone approached Urshira.
[Oh, sister! Take a look around our store!]
[Our location is a place where you can experience augmented reality AV with the latest sex toys! It provides the best experience of actually eating a witch on the bed!]
“Haha.”
Urshira realized that if she wasn’t too ridiculous, she could burst out laughing.
