Kidnapped Dragons

In-screen.

When the gray space covers the boreal forest of the South Mazone.

Off-screen.

The situation in the Federation's Central Command and Control Office has also changed dramatically.

The face of the chainsaw was half shattered and the table was soaked. There was no less bleeding. He's also a rookie, so he's not going to die right now, but this was a federation. It was also the most important command and control room in the Federation.

That's it. There was Christophe. It was the place where the Chairman of the Committee on Conflict Prevention and Criminal Justice was. Maintenance's behavior went beyond tolerable disrespect.

As a result, some powerful supermen frowned and shouted among the staff members who were busy making contact.

“Is that really crazy! ”

“What are you doing! Can't you let go of the chalice? ”

“What are you guys doing there? Come on, don't drag him out! ”

At the next moment, the vasectomy flies to the anterior, posterior, and posterior sides of the retention.

Swords and spears for suppression.

Two from the front. Three from the back. A senior ranker of three. There were more eyes on his forehead and heart. A sniper system that hasn't unlocked its cover. Three people. But the number of weapons is thirty-one.

A total of dozens of weapons are now being pointed at the peacekeeping force.

In front of the day that came to the front of my nose. Rather, he presses his head a little more.

“Argh, Argh...! ”

Even if he heard a groan of pain, the guards couldn't attack him.

Then some of the more senior staff members raised their voices. One of them was Christoph, the "mercenary king."

In the first place, it is part of the Fifth Command Room and is far from the Central Command. It was because of the retention that he was present.

“I warn you. Season. Let go of that hand. ”

Then when they are determined and raised, there is a subtle tension in the dungeon.

At that time I heard an indifferent voice.

“Hey, I know you want to get angry. You got a little bit, don't you? ”

On the other side of the control room, there were 32 holographic displays.

Head of the Federation Command Strategy Office, the second in line.

Maintenance was not consistent.

He was waiting for the right time.

“Huh? Can't you see what's going on? Even if I don't, I'll die. Or they can go out and get fried. ”

“ ……. ”

“Not even some of his kids... Huh? ”

The gaze of the person who grumbled without tension is placed on one screen.

It's like a giant gray balloon.

A subspace of gray was spread throughout the Southern Mazon boreal forest.

“That... Why is that... Huh?”

As I realized something, I narrowed my eyebrows.

The glances of the superheroes who looked at the moments of retention are directed to the hologram.

In-screen.

There is only one superhero.

Scary SS + Boss Monster. It was also overwhelming the non-engineered species classified as macrotypes.

“What is that? ”

“Huh? Who's the author? ”

“No.. ”

Everyone in that position takes note of the situation with an impression.

It is caused by the wavelength of the Mana that occurs in the eye. With the attributes of Mana in it. On the line that gathers all that information, it is an output that is not pushed to the top five transcendents.

That bizarre black artifact, maybe it outputs more than that.

The weapon was different from the user, so the form of the 'dream’ revealed was completely different. No one recognizes it as a dream-eating sword.

Who the hell is that?

Rare faces are caught in the gray subspace. However, it is faint and unrecognizable.

It was time for the question to rise up like a heap of mountains.

― One! That third-class operative who joined as a freelance mercenary!

Reports have arrived.

The gaze of those who remember the name comes back.

Half the retainer is plugged in. The rest has been plugged into Antonio Jefferson, who has been looking at this as absurd ever since.

“… the end of the situation. ”

The situation was still ongoing, but the words came out of the mouth of the second year after finishing the calculation.

It was seen as a signal. Hoo, with a sigh. Ugh. There's a sigh coming out. Some stretched their waists. However, there was no one to ease the tension.

The outbreak is over.

The situation inside was still ongoing.

“Grrh, season. Let go of that...” Hey “―”

It was time for someone to break the silence of the Command and Control Office and try to keep it dry.

Christophe hung up on him.

“Don't you let that go. ”

“Then I'll kill him. ”

“No, you don't have to kill him. You should keep holding it. That's your life line. ”

“You old man. How could this cost me my life? ”

“Huh, why? If you let go, you'll die. If you're cut off, you'll die. If you don't call it a lifeline, what do you call it? ”

Christophe pulls the sword out of the subspace.

A long sword with teeth all over it.

Level 3 artifact. Among other things, it is an Ancient Relic weapon that tops the ninth grade.

"Starving Father Wolf Molar"

A longsword that does not dig through the piercing.

“I've seen someone like you a few times. ”

The old man reveals his molars. A slightly lower voice was threatening.

“There were such people. Skin peeling is the subject of sheer blood. The ones who wear white on the outside and pretend I'm not the devil. ”

“You don't know how to see people. ”

“It's loud. It's always like that. I'm capable. I know how to marvel at people. Make everyone think it's not. It's so elaborately misleading. Those parasitic bugs who try to put what I want to do on the shoulders of the Federation.. ”

“Is dementia here? I guess I forgot who insulted my best friend first. ”

“Is that your excuse? Huh? Season. ”

Keeping it steady, I put the head of the chainsaw in my hand. The unconscious chainsaw collapsed and fell to the ground.

However, no one went to save him.

Guardians are close to brainwashing to protect the executive of the Federation, even if their daughter dies.

However, despite the presence of so many men, no one was eager to obtain the throne.

There's a man standing still. I was pressing their ideas to kill them.

Yes. Just like the one who ran out in the forest, you are not usually like this..

The mercenary king felt his blood boil and ascend.

“Self. Central Command, all of you, take the Chairman out. I'm trying to build a wall with this guy! ”

“Oh, yes! ”

“Then... ”

No chairman, no other staff, no polish. It was time to avoid scratching and crumpling.

Busy atmosphere. The sound of the chair scratching the floor. Footsteps, coughing.

“No.”

When a dry voice flows like a sigh.

As if someone had muted the note, all the sounds in the control room disappear.

“You can't go out. ”

Someone's leg stops.

I thought after I stopped.

Why did I stop?

Most of them felt similar feelings.

Keeping his eyes open, he looked from left to right once. Then I thought I really wanted to kill everyone here.

Then something unspeakable began to tap the power there. Some of the people who looked in the eye felt like they had a hole in their breath.

Before entering the Federation. Maintenance came in with the "Hellfire Restraint" released in advance.

For this moment.

“No one here can move from now on. ”

It's like thousands of metres beneath a deep ocean. The tightening force from all sides seems to be trying to take a picture of the human being and put it together.

Lower officers who can't stand the presence of oil lose their minds.

However, the rigid body was not even allowed to fall. They lost their minds while sitting or standing still.

“I'm not forcing or intimidating you. ”

“But you must listen to me. ”

“You can judge for yourself. ”

The gaze of the strangled faces Christophe.

What do the five transcendents do?

However, they only realised that Christophe's face was twisted as eccentric as the flesh.

“You..... ”

It would have been the only difference to be able to speak.

“Are you a catastrophic Mine? Or a new warlord? ”

“No. I'm just a rookie. ”

“Yeah, it doesn't matter who you are. But, how dare you think you can be safe from such a brawl in the heart of the Federation? Uh! ―? ”

He moves with a loud voice.

To move the immobile body, the transcendent squeezes some of the muscles and ligaments and raises the body.

Toodleep...

Something was cut off in my body, but I didn't care.

“I am the five transcendents appointed by Caliovan. And this is the Federation! I don't know who you are. I don't know what you're doing...! ”

The horses didn't lead.

One day, when he reached out, he looked into his eyes.

“You're old. You're saying something really weird. ”

Kuwuwuwuwuung ― ―

He only adds to the pressure of life.

With a gasp, Christophe's mouth closed.

The one who was bitten by the force was closed and shattered.

The life of the untreated oil, which seemed to lie at the bottom of the deep seabed, now seemed almost like the universe was pressing on a human being.

Maintenance started pressuring him to live all his life.

The next moment, the old man's heart stopped.

“ ……! ”

When the life of an astronomical unit presses on its existence.

Blood bursts from the old man's mouth and nose.

Then a tear of blood poured down on both cheeks, and the wrinkled face fell to the ground.

The blood stem explodes late in the ear, too.

“You've been with me ever since I first saw you. This is the Federation... I am the transcendent of the Caliovan.... It's as if the authority stemming from that notion is real. ”

“Don't be silly. What does" Federation "mean to a rookie? ”

The regent asked the old man.

The old man couldn't dare answer.

Those who witnessed Christophe's abnormal symptoms in real time were frightened without you or me.

“After the war. After a lot of hard work in those days, I got here. You've felt a reward psychology. ”

“With the glory of the past as a trophy. It is now you who reflect only then every day. ”

“How dare you do that in front of the Federation. This place is the heart of the Federation.. You're being funny.”

Maintenance turns his head to the left and looks at the rookies.

“If I kill all of you who are there, and fill your places with those who know me. Is this the Federation then? Well, you could. ”

Ugh.. A blood stem bursts from someone's mouth.

Maintenance turns his head to stare at the superheroes opposite.

“Then kill all of you, and fill this place with my men. Is this the Federation then? Is that even possible then? ”

Someone's eyes explode. Nevertheless, I couldn't close my eyes with my hands up. They were being overwhelmed.

“Then all of you here are dying. Only if my people are here. Is this the Federation you know? ”

“On the contrary, if I had driven you out without killing you, would you have gathered in one place and claimed to me that it was a Federation? ”

“Then there will be two confederations under the sky. Isn't that right?”

“It's not funny. ”

Some of those who did not know these paradoxes did not understand what sustainment was saying.

But even those who know the paradox, when the object of this notion changed from an ancient Greek ship to their own organization, I had to feel like my beliefs were breaking.

As he said.....

“There is no Federation. It's an illusion.”

“The Federation does not exist. You're the only ones here who give meaning to useless notions and hang on to them. ”

“You have to look at the real thing. If the Federation's cheap shell is gone, what are you left with? ”

Maintenance turned his head and looked at the Chairman.

He sat quietly twisting his legs, but did not answer.

“A group of weak superstitious superstitious people, isn't it? ”

He looks back at Christophe.

The old man, who was bleeding from his entire body, tried to withstand the pressure of maintaining his body as if he were a lion.

“What about the transcendent? If the Caliovan calls you" transcendent. "Did you transcend something from that moment on? So that title changed your existence. Are you saying that you are different from someone because you transcend something and can lead people with extraordinary powers? ”

“Answer me. You old, clumsy one. Are you truly a transcendent? ”

Christophe realized that the momentum that was oppressing me disappeared.

The man in front of his eyes asked.

I was giving myself an opportunity to answer.

Christophe could only answer within the opportunity he was given.

At these moments he could not dare answer himself as a transcendent.

When the belief of the "transcendent" that I've been counting on all my life was broken.

The old soldier felt himself endlessly humiliated.

Those who watched the two also felt similar feelings to Christophe.

No one has ever admitted it.

It wasn't recognized by anyone.

There was a mere existence that proved transcendent.

The real "transcendent" was before their eyes.

“Yes. I heard the story. ”

At that time, there was only one person here who answered without being depressed by the feeling of retention.

Maintenance looked back at him.

He was named owner of the International Federation of Early Childhood Organizations (WOO).

It is the number one goddess who founded the Federation. He was once the master of witches.

The one who corrected the order of the world's feverish forces.

Chairman of the International Chopin Federation.

Chaliovan Greenrain asked him.

“You are truly a strong man. ”

Caliovan spoke with an expressionless face.

“Perhaps as much as our ruler... Or more than that. I don't know how this is gonna happen, but I feel like it. Even a catastrophic Mine will not be your opponent. I didn't even feel this way when I faced the Great East Asian War. ”

I didn't mean to put a taboo on Keeping's face.

If you're so strong. You can do anything you want. Nevertheless, what do you call these events here?

“There's something you can't even do alone. I can't even imagine. What the hell is going on? You are here to prove the dangers of the great things that will come to pass, right? ”

It is by itself suggested that this transcendental presence manifested itself in this time and place.

Chairman, Kaliovan stabbed the vote right in between.

“There's something going on in the future. ”

“What do you want with the Federation? ”

She remained silent for a while.

The next moment, the life that was pressing on the entire command and control room disappears.

Huff, huff... Breathing burst that stopped with the sound of you doing it. A depressed heart starts beating. However, the ancients did not take their eyes off the keeper.

“You must prepare for the future. ”

Kaliovan's eyes become thinner.

“You will go through war again. ”

The argument comes true.

“You will face an army that is incomparable with the Great East Asian War. ”

Breathing sounds are frequent.

“You will watch humanity drift into ruin in the face of its violent power. ”

He looked like a prophet.

“You will be laid at night. If you don't end it, it's a night that doesn't end. Like, at night, there's no precedent like today, and at some point the world will be in the dark. The low waitresses do not come. ”

His words sounded like revelation.

“You must stay awake and prepare for war. We must somehow knot the clumsy cease-fire with the Demons that was postponed for lack of money. ”

“As a transcendent, we are competing with satisfied superstitious people hiding under the imagination of the rankers to promote development. Sitting under the roof of the name of the Federation, we must filter out the useless soldiers in the era of destruction in advance. If you throw it out of your mind, aren't you the greatest force to defend humanity? ”

The 7th time, you have the power to duet the world of evil.

The regressor is always in a position to move around contemplating the worst.

To bring about the best future, he stands here now.

“So you must be able to defend the world. ”

It is impossible for an imagination to remain in its place.

But they were the strongest superstitious organizations.

The beginning of that organization is to save humanity. It stemmed from salvation.

They are federations and are 'soldiers’ before they are transcendents.

They were the ones who fought and defended humanity.

When the beliefs of those who believed were broken, there were soldiers of that time who sought to save innocent people.

Soldiers have become more complicated in their minds.

But all this was what he asked the Federation to do.

I haven't confirmed the truth yet. In his words, it is simply ‘what the Federation must do’ in the face of the coming age.

Narrowing his glans, Caliovan asked him.

“Then what do you intend to do? ”

The transcendent replied.

“I will be with you. ”