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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 501

[501[Tuesday] Violence with a reason

A failed work made from the remnants of a dead evil spirit, commonly known as 'remnants', is a castaway of the devil's army..

That's because no matter who wears it, it not only turns into the same monster and attacks those around it, but also never returns to its original state. Since the Demon King's army is strong enough for even ordinary soldiers, the command did not want to use them like disposable expendable items..

However, it was a by-product that was too good to just throw away. So the military decided to focus on the fact that everyone becomes the ‘same’ monster..

The first idea was to make it a weapon..

Just by inflicting a wound, the remnants of the evil spirit contained in the weapon transfer to the target, causing mutation and necrosis. From a certain point of view, it is a disease-like weapon..

The weapon, which was started to be produced as soon as it was discovered that not only was there almost no way to turn it back, but it was effective immediately, and could quickly cause the body to collapse by dropping it instead of reinforcing safety, it was very useful for the devil's army's behind-the-scenes work. established as a tool.

However, mass production was difficult because it was not easy to manage. It was a natural result since the blade does not pierce the person..

At that time, it was the now deceased Khalesi, the tower builder, who suggested a new point of inspiration..

The idea is that if regular soldiers are a waste, we can abandon those who cannot even become soldiers..

The idea is to control their behavior because it is difficult to expect their spontaneous behavior..

It was an idea unique to her, whose ultimate goal was to deeply intervene and manipulate people's minds, and the military approved it..

Anyway, in the Demon Territory, there are prisoners all over the world whose value is only to be used once and thrown away. Traitors can also be used, and captured enemies can also be used..

Above all, if you do not care about the problem that the wearer has a high probability of dying or becoming paralyzed in the process of separating the magic tool, even the 'control' proposed by Kalesi was not difficult..

-beep!

The Demon King's army had no intention of giving the victim of the dregs a second chance, so it was truly a perfect condition..

"What, one of them suddenly died??"

This is how a crowd control magic tool was born that allows forcible control of the target wearing the magic tool with remnants..

Commonly known as ‘Workshop’'.

Of course, not all magic tools can be controlled. Among soldiers, only those who are oppressed by a special magic tool, more commonly called a dog collar, are controlled by the workshop..

In addition, you had to go through the cumbersome process of dragging each object one by one and connecting them with magical power, and there was a limit to only being able to manage a maximum of 20 objects, but considering the powerful power of the residue, that was enough..

It was a natural progression for castaways organized as prisoners to be recognized as troops, and for a separate magic class to manage them to be created..

"I heard that one died a few days ago. It's time to start struggling."

"At this dawn?"

Arce Deput, an illusion wizard belonging to the 'Puppet Master', which was launched with the completion of the workshop, was one of the illusion wizards sent to the front line as an attack pilot..

A few days ago, one of the corrosive bodies suddenly died, so the members of the group, who had to check the condition of the magic tools connected to the workshop day and night in three shifts in two-person teams, crumpled at the warning sound that rang just as they were about to become drowsy. I looked around the attack room without hiding my defeated expression..

One of the lights that signaled the life or death of an entity had indeed gone out, as if the fanatics of Epagasierra had suddenly gone crazy in the early morning..

"We usually only fight in the morning. I guess they came out because they thought they might be vulnerable at night.?"

"Fuck, it happens during my shift...."

They were also wearing magic tools used by Khalesi and her subordinates, but since they were relatively different in completeness, there was a difference in power and safety..

Even if he is already dead, he is clearly a god. The process of processing such a being into a magic tool cannot be smooth. Those who are not directly involved in the battle receive items of relatively low quality..

To the extent that it takes a lot of effort just to force the resisting prisoner's magic tool to reach the castle wall and disarm the magic tool's safety device there..

Although other soldiers and executives who did not know this fact laughed at them, perceiving them as helpless chores whose only job was to drag prisoners and release them on the grassland, if they made one mistake, the residue from the magic tools would flow back and even the magic-casting puppeteer would be caught up in it. It was a fact that every puppeteer knew that it was possible..

I just can't tell you about that information because it's confidential and shouldn't be leaked even to our allies. So the puppeteers were full of complaints today too..

"Let's think positively. Still, you have the best skills.."

"I should have just acted like a fool..."

-beep!

Until the movement of the three people in the tent stopped with an ear-piercing warning sound..

The colleague who was giggling and talking as if it was someone else's business, Arce, who gritted his teeth and tried to swear at him, and the other colleague who was half-asleep and watching the whole situation, looked at each other, doubting their own eyes and ears, and then looked at the workshop again. saw.

And I was embarrassed as I faced the unchanging reality..

"...He died again?"

With the number of lights reduced from 9 just moments ago to 8, the first to speak was a colleague who was half asleep..

"Is this really a fight between them??"

"Don't be stupid. It has already been proven that those affected by evil spirits regard each other as kindred spirits...."

-beep!

This time, with a warning sound, the light goes off in front of everyone. The pupils of the three people looking at the seven lights shook violently..

"something is wrong with this..."

And in the tent warmed by the magic tool, Arce felt an intense chill and goosebumps all over her body..

-beep!

-beep!

-beep!

Something outside of common sense was happening..

"Fuck you, fuck you! Arce! run! It's an emergency! They're doing something! call the commander!"

Even while hearing the urgent cries of a colleague who had been very relaxed and teasing Arce just a moment ago, Arce could not immediately accept the situation. But it was unfair to criticize him for being slow to understand the situation just because of that..

It's natural to suffer from cognitive dissonance..

That's a light that shouldn't go out like that..

-Beep beep beep profit!

"Fuck Arce!!"

In the end, Arce was able to come to her senses only after seeing all three lights go out at the same time and her colleagues screaming at the same time..

"You, you, are waking up the others and connecting the prisoners! vigil! vigil!!"

Arce burst out of the tent without any time to struggle in a fear he had never experienced before..

-beep.

From behind Arce, a final warning sound, quieter than the sound of a pounding heart, was heard very clearly..

Ironically, that warning sound caused Arce's legs to lose strength and at the same time became the driving force that made him grit his teeth and run to the command center..

Although he didn't realize it, he ran while screaming that it was an emergency, so Yeong-ji, who had just begun to fall asleep, began to escape from the water horse much faster..

Most people were startled when they woke up to Arce screaming desperately as if the world was collapsing, and then they did not understand the situation and became irritated, but regardless, Arce hurriedly entered the command center, even bypassing the guards who tried to block him. Shut up.

"Oh, commander! It's an emergency! No matter what the enemy did, all the corrosive creatures died.!"

Even though it was a report that completely ignored all procedures, the commander, who was sitting alone reading a military law book, did not frown..

It was not because he was exceptionally patient, but because there were instructions from superiors to be careful about the treatment of the workshop and the puppeteer..

The young commander took a deep breath while cursing Arce, saying that he was no different from a half-pun soldier in his heart. He hid all his irritation and asked back, maintaining his calm demeanor as much as possible..

"Puppet master Arce. First of all, I have two questions to ask. Why didn't you report it while everyone was dying??"

"Choi, I reported it as quickly as possible, Commander! You may not believe it, but one bird started dying, and in less than a minute, all nine remaining birds died.!"

Arce spoke urgently, as if she was about to cry, but the commander thought it was nothing more than a ridiculous excuse..

He knew well what power the erosion body had. Even if he jumped in right away, he wouldn't be able to take them out so quickly..

No, maybe it was impossible to deal with all ten at the same time..

If it had that power, why would the Demon God Cult have been entrenched in the city and waging a defensive war? It was clear that he had fallen asleep without working properly and discovered it too late..

Still, there were instructions from above, so I had to endure it. Because he was a soldier.

"...Phew, good. Then the next question. Aren't the number of prisoners you brought back sufficient? If I remember correctly, there are thirty-four prisoners left.?"

Of course it was the correct number. He had no intention of leaving his name in history as a failed commander who failed to properly understand the situation of his allies on the battlefield he led, and to that end, he updated information by receiving reports on the supply situation and the condition of his soldiers every day..

"Well, their numbers aren't important right now, Commander! Even if all of our unit members got up and connected all the prisoners, it would take over an hour! They killed ten enemies in less than a minute.!"

He even presented clear numbers to emphasize his thoroughness, but in reality, Arce just blurted out words in a hasty response, as if the world was falling apart, as if such things were not important..

"...Let's go out together."

For a moment, I was so annoyed that I almost got angry, but it was true that I was too desperate to make excuses for not doing my duty, so the commander thought differently and closed the military law book..

If true, there will be changes in cities too. It was right to understand the current situation properly rather than nitpicking here and there..

The commander, leisurely putting on a fur coat and leaving behind the restless Arce, walked out of the command post with a dignified gait and did not forget to warn Arce..

"Do not forget that if there is even a single bit of falsehood in the report, it will be dealt with severely under military law...."

That was the commander's last will..

As an unidentifiable ray of light swept across the plain and swept over him and his surroundings..

"Ugh, ugh.!"

Chaos descended on the campground along with the screams of Arce, who suddenly watched the tent and people disappear right in front of him..