Chapter 410 – Extension
The battle method of Labyrinth-Steampunk is carrying statues.
To be exact, the final victory was for the side that moved all five giant statues of Lumen and Steampunk, depicting the main gods of both sides standing with their backs to each other, into the enemy formation.
Except for the fact that five items had to be moved at the same time and a few other features, it was similar to cargo transport, one of the battle modes in Luxury Watch (OverX Value).
“Today will be the last time I see this scenery.”
It is the third day since Jun ordered the Republic of Verde to attack the labyrinth in the name of punishment.
As promised, the President entered the labyrinth-steampunk with all the human and material resources prepared for war and looked at the scene inside the labyrinth with dim eyes.
If he had heard those words before entering the labyrinth, he would have thought the Fuhrer was crazy, but now that he had entered the labyrinth and seen the scenery inside, he could empathize with his feelings a little.
“It was a nicer city than I thought. “If it wasn’t underground, it would definitely be famous as a beautiful city.”
Labyrinth-Steampunk was set in the capital cities on both sides where the entrance to the labyrinth was located.
To be precise, across a huge river, the western side was the capital of the Republic of Verde, Haken, and the eastern side was the world’s steampunk capital, New Terra.
Therefore, it could be said that the cityscape that Jun was seeing now was exactly the same as the cityscape he saw in the underground city of Harken.
However, there was just one thing: the background surrounding the city was different.
The background of the underground city of Haken is an underground area carved out of hard rock.
In contrast, the roof of the labyrinth city of Haken had the night sky sparkling with stars and the moon as the background.
Is that why?
The underground city of Haken was certainly beautiful, but it seemed somehow stuffy and desolate, but the labyrinth city of Haken had nothing like that.
As the city and the night sky blended well, the stuffiness and desolation disappeared and the beauty was further amplified.
The capital of the Britia Empire and the capital of the Elance Alliance were certainly beautiful, but they were not as beautiful as the labyrinth city of Haken that we are currently seeing.
That’s why it was so sad.
If the underground city of Haken had been able to use the night sky as its background like the labyrinth city of Haken, its beauty could have been made known to the world.
“Don’t feel so bad. “If you, the noble One, know, that is enough for us.”
“… Okay. As long as you guys are satisfied, that’s enough. By the way. Your city, perhaps…”
Jun was speechless and looked across the river to New-Terra, the capital of steampunk.
Modern and contemporary buildings soaring high into the sky.
A neatly organized road and the trees and streetlights that beautifully decorate the road.
And even the green parks located here and there, as if giving the city a breather.
The appearance of New-Terra, the capital of steampunk, was very similar to Haken, the capital of the Republic of Verde.
There were differences in that the background was the morning sky rather than the night sky and that very hot-looking steam was spewing out from all over the city, but other than those, it was safe to call them twins.
“You guessed right. Our Harken is a city created in imitation of New-Terra.”
“As expected… But I admit it easily. “He is very proud of his city, so I thought he would be angry if he heard that he copied someone else’s.”
“It is true that it was copied, but why would you be angry? If we had gotten angry over something like that, we would have fallen over 100 years ago.”
“Why? “What happened 100 years ago?”
“Hmm…”
In response to Jun’s question, the President made a groaning sound as if recalling a memory he did not want to remember.
Jun couldn’t help but be embarrassed because he never once lost his smile in front of him.
What on earth happened that made this guy react like this?
“It’s a shame, but our city wasn’t that developed until 100 years ago. Of course, there was no beauty like it is now, and it was so dirty that even the people living in the city were out of school. The only consolation was that it was underground and would not be seen by other peoples…”
The labyrinth conquered by the previous warriors – Steampunk used the capital as the background of the labyrinth, and the true face of the underground city was clearly revealed.
And that too, to the enemies with whom I will have to share the spear knife in the future.
“100 years ago, their city was as brilliant and beautiful as it is now. On the other hand, our city was worse than a pigsty. Of course, the enemies did not pretend to not know the difference.”
“They must have used all kinds of insults.”
“Yes. They insulted our city and us living in it to the point where we felt contempt for it, even though it was our city. “Many people left the city because of their contempt.”
The Fuhrer, who was at the height of his prominence as an adventurer, cursed those who abandoned the city after falling for the enemy’s words, calling them cowards and foolish fools.
But the truly cowardly and foolish man was himself.
“After a long time, those who had left returned to the city. And they developed our city rapidly. “I used the skills I learned while miserably bowing down to the people I hated so much, such as dwarves and elves.”
The Fuhrer, who found out about this only later, could not bear to face them due to the overwhelming shame.
So he focused even more on conquering the labyrinth.
Even though his limbs were blown off by the spears and swords of his enemies and he suffered from anemia due to lack of blood, he did not leave the labyrinth.
Fortunately, it didn’t mean anything.
Although you may have learned a technique, it is different to try the technique yourself.
As the city’s development was delayed due to lack of skills, the people decided to imitate New-Terra, which was both an object of hatred and admiration, and asked for help from the President, who knew New-Terra more closely than anyone else.
Only after receiving that request was the President able to raise his head and look directly at the people.
“So our city completely imitates theirs. Then they could no longer insult our city.”
“I guess so. Because insulting your city is the same as insulting their own city. Still, the insults may not have completely disappeared. “Didn’t they insult you for copying them?”
“I did. So we said this. You guys are crazy about the city!”
The Fuhrer smiled slyly and shouted.
After that, Jun didn’t bother to ask whether the insults continued.
This is because it was expected even without hearing it.
How would the ladies and gentlemen of steampunk react to that counterattack?
He must have been angry like a pathetic husband who had been robbed of the wife he thought was his.
“Mr. President, the movement of troops has been completed.”
While giggling with the President and imagining the reactions of the noble ladies and gentlemen, the Vice President wearing a full-body rider suit like Rebecca came to visit Jun and the President.
After hearing his report, the President went into the final inspection with a serious expression befitting the position, as if he had never laughed before.
“Are there any troops that haven’t entered the labyrinth yet?”
“I have checked it myself several times. “There is not a single one left behind.”
“What are the chances of being caught by enemy scouts while moving?”
“Doesn’t exist. It is thanks to the strength of a noble person.”
For a perfect surprise attack, Jun entered the labyrinth and erased the presence of himself and his troops.
It was faster and more efficient to use Dowonhyang than to erase its presence like that, but this attack had no choice due to the Verde Republic’s intention to carry out this attack with their own strength as much as possible.
“Has the Shadow Unit arrived at its assigned location?”
“Yes. Everyone is in their respective positions waiting for the President’s instructions.”
Everything is ready.
Now all that remains is to start the war.
A clock tower stands tall like a symbol in the center of the city.
From the top, the Fuhrer took one last look at the city across the river.
His god, who came after a long wait, said that he would be pasted into his world and that he could see it again whenever he wanted, but he was not going to visit that city again.
Of course, their own city with the night sky in the background.
Their true city, built with the blood and sweat of the people, is deep underground, and they are the president of that underground.
Soon his god standing next to him asked.
Are you prepared to destroy the city you hate but also admire with your own hands?
In response…
“Yes, I did it. “I was prepared from the moment I decided to imitate.”
Pop! Boom boom boom!
Wow!!!
The Fuhrer smiled and shook his hand lightly, shedding a tear.
A huge gunfire and shouts responded to the gesture.
After a while,
Bang! Kwa-bang!
Differences arose in the two cities that looked exactly like twins.
By destruction, not creation.
