Chapter 117 – What a Fucking Stupid Idea Lol Let’s Do It Right Now (2)
A new stage on which I will play, its name is Atipia. A world with the highest degree of perfection in existence, made from many abandoned worlds by many gods.
And what Nia-san asked me to do was to destroy the balance of Atipia and bring about chaos.
“First of all, as soon as you arrive in Atipia, you will receive the attention of many gods.”
“Why?”
“Yes, your seniors are quite famous in Atipia.”
Senior? What is this again?
“There are two people I sent to Atipia before, and they caused a lot of trouble in Atipia. Will be wary and suspicious, like, ‘Isn’t that human going to blow up an entire city if he suddenly gets into trouble?'”
So my senior is a madman who blew up a city just because he was in a bad mood in that place called Atipia, and even that madness didn’t satisfy Nia-san. Very fantastic, yes.
“Because I’m a person of interest in Atipia, I can’t give you much support. Instead, I can give you a new power to use before entering Atipia.”
This is fortunately out of misfortune. The means of combat such as infinite magical power and continuous bombing magic that I used before were all powers that were only applicable to the rules of the Luminous world, so I couldn’t use them in other worlds, so I left the Luminous world and returned them all, so the current me Because there is nothing different from before starting with Ragnar Armageddon in the world of Luminous.
“First of all, it upgrades the ‘Whisper of Corruption’ that was originally used, and also gives it a new power… But if you put in too much, that balance-full bitch will definitely add a demerit, so if you calculate that you give only the minimum necessary amount… “Yes, this should be enough.”
After a while, Ms. Nia handed me a piece of what looked like an information booklet.
“It’s the optimal result considering your aptitude and fighting style. It contains a description of the power you will use in Atipia in the future.”
“Everything else is fine, but could you please refrain from suddenly changing your tone and voice while you’re talking?”
“Consider it. Anyway, it would be faster to go in and check with your own eyes and ears about the situation inside Atipia than to hear from me. . This would be the most suitable place. Just in case, do you have a good stomach?”
“If it means that you won’t vomit when you rip out the intestines from inside a person’s body with your bare hands, that’s a good thing, right?”
“That’s enough. Alright, the preparations are complete. Then… Alright, here’s the contract.”
Where, B (I) is confused by ‘Atipia’, the request of A (foreign media), blah blah blah… It’s very long, but fortunately there are no clauses or puns that are unfavorable to me. After signing the name blank at the end of the contract, I read the guidebook to understand the new power I was going to use, and met the woman Nia brought along as her helper. On the outside, she is a woman with a lewd body full of all the lusts of real men.
“This body is my little gift to you. If you find an appropriately disembodied female soul and put it inside, you will have a beautiful female slave who will do anything you ask.”
“It seems like they give only good things, so I doubt their intentions.”
“There’s no doubt about it.”
And Nia, far from being upset that her good intentions were questioned, she smiled rather contentedly.
“Anyway, when you arrive in Atipia, you’ll realize that the support I’ve given you is sorely lacking.”
After taking a break for about three days, I crossed the passage opened by the ancient foreign press and finally arrived at the new stage, Atipia. My new story begins on such a new stage…
“Captain, I found a suspicious stranger.”
“First of all, arrest them all. After catching them all, we can check which one is the one in question.”
…It can’t be. Yeah, that’s how life is supposed to be, isn’t it?
Shortly after coming to Attifia, I was immediately caught by some soldiers-like guys, and with a few criminals, I left Landfill, an underground city full of polluted gas and criminals, and went to Skylon, a floating city floating in the sky. He was imprisoned without even going through a trial in a prison that confines death row inmates.
This sitpal.
*
The floating city of Skylon.
This aerial city, flying in the sky and coming and going between various cities, is the only aerial city in Atipia, and is also known to have a ‘cage’, an impenetrable prison with a 0% breakout success rate.
“…As instructed, we searched Landfill and caught all the suspicious ones.”
[Yes, good job.]
“But, is this really the right thing to do? Arresting all of them without properly checking whether they are guilty or not… Besides, even if there is someone among them who really has impure thoughts, even innocent people who will arrest that one person are involved in this. What attracts…”
[Therefore?]
In response to the cold and emotionless question that gave rise to goosebumps, Break Wing, the prison director of the ‘Bird Cage’, swallowed dry saliva and lowered his head. I already knew that the thing that offends the goddess of justice the most is to test her justice head-on, but because of the incident that happened in the ‘cage’ just a few days ago, I couldn’t sleep so I made a mistake without even realizing it.
“I’m sorry. I made a mistake… Please forgive me.”
[…Rather than that, did you find the person I was talking about?}
“Yes. As a result of our search, we found a human that matched the characteristics Justia-sama mentioned, and we are currently imprisoning it on the lowest floor of the ‘cage’. Will.”
[My concern is not that the human will break out of the ‘cage’ on his own.]
Justia, the goddess of justice, tapped her palms with her golden hammer and muttered annoyedly:
She [She is the human chosen by the chaos god. No one can predict what means will be used to get out of the ‘cage’. So pay attention as much as possible. That person must be a person sent by the Chaos God to bring chaos to this world.]
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
[Yes, that’s how it should be… Never forget who you are now thanks to.]
With a cold word of warning, the goddess Justia disappeared from the office of the director of Break Wing. Eventually, the prison warden, who was left alone, gritted his teeth and sat down at his desk again, reading the documents on her desk. The document contained information about the recently captured impure element, the prisoner who introduced himself as ‘Ragna Armageddon’.
“Name, Ragnar Armageddon. Gender, male. Age estimated to be in the mid-20s. Faction is an ancient god, alignment is chaos. It has been confirmed that there is almost no direct combat ability, and in the case of special abilities… Damn it.”
Atipia, befitting the playground of the gods, all creatures living in it are the gods’ chess pieces. Those who have received the power of the gods, what kind of abilities they have according to the power of the gods and how far they are limited, all information is revealed in numerical form. And information about the prisoner in question, Ragnar Armageddon… Surprisingly, was mostly censored beyond recognition.
“Trait… Blurred. In order to use the owner’s traits and abilities, the following skills are required. And the required skills are… Ancient knowledge level 5? Are you crazy?”
Ancient knowledge. This ability is mainly possessed by the faction of the Old Gods, and only those with this ability can read the text written by the Old Gods. However, it requires a very high level of intelligence to learn, and since the process of simply acquiring it permanently reduces mental power, it is a dangerous skill that can lose all mental power in an instant and cause complete madness if touched incorrectly. However, what surprised the prison warden was not simply the type of skill required, but its level.
“At least level 5 of ancient knowledge is all you need to check your own characteristics and abilities? Isn’t that enough to read the Necronomicon, a sorcery book, from beginning to end? Now, where in the world is that possible? ..!”
In order to discover the abilities and powers of Rag or Armageddon, you must acquire dangerous ancient knowledge. And considering that the success rate at each stage of acquiring ancient knowledge was less than half, it meant that he had absolutely no intention of telling it. That’s why the director of Break Wing couldn’t relax. Even the messengers of the ancient gods who had come before were not favored like this. But to put so much effort into such a gloomy and ordinary human with no fighting skills and nothing special on the outside. Perhaps Justia’s warning about the ‘disaster that will destroy Attopia’ is not an exaggeration.
And if such a catastrophe really breaks out of this ‘cage’, if great chaos comes to Atipia, blame and rebuke will pour down on him for failing to prevent it in advance even though God himself came to warn him.
“I can never do that…!”
How did you get up there?
Hearing the insult of being a ‘single-winged idiot’ because of his physical defect acquired from birth, he has lived a hard life, crawling and rolling on the dirty ground alone while others of his age roam the blue sky. In order to succeed, he licked the feet of the mad goddess of justice and took on all sorts of dirty work as her limbs. Could climb
Now, how much trouble he had to go up to this high place where he could look down on his own people who laughed at his single wing, but he couldn’t make all his hard work and effort go to waste because he couldn’t hold on to just one human being.
“I will never let you get out of this prison. No matter what the circumstances, I will never let you escape.”
Prison warden Breakwing has a plan.
He might be able to prepare for a prison break while taking his eyes off him for a moment, and since he can’t check what characteristics he has, he might have a way to make surveillance cameras, crystal ball-like machines, and magic tools useless. Therefore, surveillance is visually and at least 2 people are placed. The off-duty guards are organized in groups of two, and they are monitored 24 hours a day by three groups of 8 hours. Of course, considering that the guards would complain about the extra work, they did not forget to give them a special allowance. But…
“Ha. Of course, that year is a problem…!”
The culprit that made the warden sleepless, and the trouble of this ‘cage’ that he did not report to Justia. What a catastrophe would happen if that woman even turned her attention to the prisoner in question, Ragnar Armageddon… As of now, none of them except the director of Break Wing prison can stop her and dispose of her. There was no room in the budget to distribute it to her. Above all, it is unimaginable that she could not even report it to her goddess, Justia, whom she serves, but to borrow her external power.
In a situation where he couldn’t deal with the woman, a prisoner like a bomb who didn’t know if the whole world would blow up if he touched her wrongly, the prison director of Break Wing couldn’t help but feel his throat dry up with tension.
“What about this, what about this, what about this…! Shit, this is why blood ties…!”
The prison warden, who had nervously hit the desk a few times, sighed and threw his head back.
“Damn it, we absolutely have to stop that bitch from ever contacting the prisoner in question. Then… I should probably bait it too. But… I’m short on budget. I’ll have to break my retirement savings to make up for that…! Oh, damn it!”
The director of Break Wing, who was agonizing enough to wonder if hair loss would come early in the face of a series of troublesome problems, finally made a decision.
“Damn, yes. It was a bitch that I should have caught anyway. And because of that bitch, if the prisoner Justia-sama said escaped, it would be obvious that he would lose his old age funds and everything…”
In this way, the prison warden of Breakwing turned the ‘cage’ upside down and selected those who would be used as bait to capture the source of trouble for him, the half-breed succubus ‘Monolilith’, the worst nuisance created by his brothers from the same boat. Not only the guards, but also the inmates who are young, have good stamina, and have little experience with women.
