Chapter 38 – 38. Conversion Ratio (2)

And I am looking at the list of past lives that decorate the first step.

The reason I recognized these people was because I had a premonition, or rather, an inevitable situation, that I would encounter these bastards often in the future.

First of all, I said to a passing Uruk woman, “You, be my sex partner.” Or, use strange magic to manipulate them and hypnotize them.

Then, the story goes that he was caught by the guards and was severely punished and given a proper education.

They tried to use ‘cheats’, which they called ‘blessings’ that only they had, but in the end, it was a true education for all of them.

When he tried to rob the bank of Uruk with the ‘gun’ that Dick had mentioned, he was robbed by powerful bank guards, and his hands were cut off, his eyes were pulled out one by one, his ears were cut off, his nose was cut off, and the tendons in his legs were severed and he was forced into hard labor for the rest of his life.

The only big story was that a reporter died while investigating the suspicious circumstances of the goddess of Uruk, and when the rest of the reporters visited there, the place was full of ‘explosives’ that would kill Gilgamesh, the emperor of Uruk.

The only ones who get caught by doing what the Elder Gods say without thinking are the low-level third-rate people, and the real ones are just listening to the Elder Gods’ orders and are hiding or looking for an opportunity.

Those who came out of Magia and attacked my sister were also of the same type.

No such large abnormalities have emerged yet.

The only ones that appear so far are gunfighters or those who use strange abilities, and just looking at the battle records of the reincarnated people in the Uruk Empire, it seems that most of the small children act like this without thinking.

No matter how much Gilgamesh hunts them down and kills them in advance, the strange occurrences of reincarnated people who begin to appear at an exponential rate are causing confusion in many ways even within Uruk…

…

I was the first to be harmed by the reincarnated person.

And, I was the one who killed the first reincarnated person.

…

This feels so ironic.

And if it becomes clear that these reincarnated people will continue to target me, I will judge them all as needing to be killed and kill them on sight.

But before that, there’s something I’d like to ask Dick.

“They’re reincarnated people. Are they here because they want to?

“There is no paradise where you run away.”

“…”

That’s what my father said. Naturally, these words were filled with my father’s understanding. He said that he had to do what he had to do, somehow, and that he had to face reality confidently.

“That’s what your father said. Most of them are like that. They are all people who ran away because they didn’t like the world they lived in or couldn’t stand it.”

Most of the time.

By adding that.

Of course, if you ran away…

…

Was life difficult?

Well, I’m now half-fifty years old, and my life is so crazy that it’s driving me crazy.

I guess that’s what life is all about.

“How do you know he ran away?”

And at that, Dick looked ahead, turned his eyes slightly to the side, and said with a grin.

And in the meantime, judging from the slight glow in Dick’s purple eyes, it seems like this guy can sense that.

Whether it’s those eyes, or, as the name suggests, the hunting dog’s sense of smell.

“I am a hunting dog. And most of them, the smell of people with supernatural abilities, magicians, and wizards who have run away from their original places is very suitable. They are monsters that eat up their unfulfilled wishes and ambitions. Most of them are. It’s all like that. They’ve run away and will try to achieve what they want by any means possible. That’s why I know it well. I’m the one who eats up their ugly desires and/or their earnest wishes. And my body was made to ‘crave’ them.”

Naturally, it seems that Dick doesn’t have the option of enduring it, even to the extent of using the word ‘longing’. He asks just in case, but the answer he gets is as expected.

“…Can’t you control it?”

“How much do you think you can endure from wanting to poop? How much do you think you can tolerate from being hungry and starving? Do you think you can stop the sun from setting and the moon from rising? Even if you had the power, how much would you be able to stop it? Do you think you can? In the end, you may be able to hold back the need to pee, but you can’t do that forever.”

Fuck you, you bastard.

I’m usually that kind of guy, but thanks to you, I’ve been able to understand things better.

“Is that so?”

“That’s it.”

“Well, there’s nothing to say about eating things that come to kill you, no matter what. But did you really have to make the metaphor something so dirty?”

“The closest thing in life is something you can understand. It’s dirty, but it’s easy to understand, right? It’s basically just a story as long as you can understand it even if you say it in a nonsensical way. I think this is better than people who talk around and try to show off.”

That too.

No matter how well you explain something, if the listener doesn’t understand it, it’s ultimately meaningless.

It’s an incredibly easy explanation, but why do you really need it?

I can’t help but wonder such questions.

After saying that and hearing what Dick had to say, I continue reading the article.

While searching for every single article about reincarnated people.

Maybe there is more I can know depending on their characteristics and behavior.

There is a high probability that they will block me anyway, and if it is an established fact that they are trying to be hostile to me.

Or, if there is a possibility that he was forcibly taken…

“…I hope you don’t think it would have been different if you had been forcibly brought here.”

I’ve thought about that, but as Dick said, I can take it into account, but if they try to kill me, the only thing I can do is exclude them. That’s right.

If you ask me to die because you have been dragged into another world that is not where I was due to unfortunate circumstances and that you have to kill me to return to the original world, I will gladly die.

It’s just bullshit that isn’t even worth half a penny and isn’t worth considering.

“Even if I wanted to go back and could go back by killing someone, there is no reason for me to die there.”

“Baby, you know better.”

“Have I seen you once or twice?”

As you continue to read the article, you learn about big and small incidents about reincarnated people. Among them, it talks about the events that occurred in Frisia.

Or, I focus on looking for stories of events that occur in Gehenna…

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much that stood out.

Is it because it was Uruk that they were able to capture it like a dog? Is it because the situation is a little different in other countries?

First of all, regarding Gehenna, it is said that witches do not come and go in Gehenna much these days.

In addition, if you look at the fact that they purchase a lot of slaves…

Hmm.

Could this be a means to restore the injured Great Devil?

Naturally, my older sister said that if I hit him with one more hit, he would die, so of course his injuries were not light.

Slavery is legal in Elcadia.

Of course, this is a story about criminal slaves who committed crimes. Rather than putting them in prison and giving them food, they turn them into slaves and make them pay for their sins.

Well, there may be a lot of conflicting opinions about this, but to be honest, if you were to imprison those who should be scavenged and have them live comfortably in prison with the taxes I earned and paid, I honestly think I would go crazy.

Of course, if you attack me with a knife, I might kill you.

What I didn’t understand from what Dick said before was that I beat up a guy who attacked me with a knife and subdued him, but then a ridiculous situation arose where I was the assailant.

The only ‘legitimate defense’ recognized by the law is to make the person drop the knife.

…

What kind of crazy laws are there? It’s not the first time I’ve had that thought.

Isn’t it true that life is such that if you try to stab others, you have to be prepared to stab yourself as well?

It’s a place you don’t even know about.

Anyway, there is no information about Gehenna other than this.

Next is Freesia.

To find out what Elizabeth is up to.

Was her full name Elizabeth Pantalone?

A story about the Duke of Pantalone.

…

Come to think of it, she said she had a brother like her.

The name is… Edward Pantalone?

Well, that’s probably good.

I saw an article with that name on it.

What is it.

…

To put it clearly, he was a self-absorbed, greedy, greedy man who was said to be a crazy bastard who was trying to exercise ‘ultra-opposition rights’ over the people of the territory despite not being a lord.

That’s why his father tried to have him succeed to the dukedom, and Edward was virtually imprisoned, almost like a ruin.

And he doesn’t trust anyone, so he can’t let anyone be around him.

…Hmm.

Well.

“Do you think people can change in an instant, Dick?”

“No.”

And Dick answered sharply.

“That can’t be possible, and if you try to do that… A person must die once and come back to life.”

“…”

“As I said, you have to experience a shock so big that it breaks you. And it’s not easy, and if you do it wrong, you could really die or become an asshole. So, if you’re a bastard who wants to change you, stop him. That’s stupid. “Because even medicine can’t cure it.”

“Is there anyone who would do that?”

“…Do you think there won’t be one?”

“…”

I can’t deny this, fuck.

Of course, having already seen so many idiots, I can’t deny that Dick’s words are completely unrealistic.

“Is that article about someone you know?”

“It’s completely different from what my colleague said.”

“…A colleague.”

“Don’t get caught up in some strange nostalgia for no reason. Even if my colleague can express his personal ‘opinion’, can you believe that a crazy bastard who was willing to go to the extremes of opposition suddenly shows up with a reformed mind?”

Of course, Dick snorted, chuckled, and responded by looking at it.

“If I were that bastard’s mother, I would have broken that bastard’s head. It’s not my cub. You can smell it just by looking at it, right? I don’t believe in people changing in an instant. And… If it can change like that, it’s really true. “It’s a story about a person whose spirit was once shattered by something so difficult that he couldn’t bear it, but then changed again. It’s a pitiful and pitiful life.”

Dick’s words sounded heavy, as if he were telling his own story.

As they say, it is really difficult for people to change.

If you don’t pay attention, people will try to go back to the way they were before.

Because your body remembers and remembers that it’s comfortable.

“That’s not the case, why did people suddenly change? The way I see it, if I had been born into the duchy of Pantalone, I wouldn’t have had to go through any hardships, and even if it’s a humiliation, it’s just a matter of getting over it and moving on like always. The idea of ​​people changing is nonsense. . If a person changes to that extent, it is an insult to the people who have changed themselves.”

With that said, Dick gave his assessment of Edward.

“That son of a bitch is fake.”

“…”

Content of the article.

Prince Edward Pantalone.

No, Edward, this son of a bitch was picking on me.

-I got a mentor in my life. I realized how wrong I was, and I will act as regent on behalf of my unconscious heir, my sister, until she wakes up!

Mentor.

Mentor.

-The identity of the mentor is an ‘advisor’ from Elvenheim-

Elvenheim.

From here on, I felt something uneasy.

-Family, I don’t think he’s usually like this… However, if he reveals his will to reform, we’ll have to wait and see.

– Claimed that it was the work of ‘Clarke – Dawn Bringer’, a former warrior party member who rendered his sister unconscious.

-Princess Eliza Lotte Pantalone’s testimony, ‘Her sister is not the type of person to associate with the wrong people. Her sister was injured, and she used magic to put her into suspended animation to prevent the injury.

And the next article.

-Survivor of the Elvenheim Expedition, a member of the same warrior party. Alicia’s testimony. ‘He mortally wounded Elizabeth, who had performed feats greater than his own.’

-A truly despicable human being.

And finally, the name Alicia.

That damn Canf bitch from Elvenheim.

You can’t believe you’re using propaganda like this.

…

“Hey, take a break. I need to change the battery.”

And by the time I finally crumpled the newspaper, the magic stone battery I had filled was completely depleted.

It was already getting dark, and night in the forest comes quickly.

“I guess I should prepare for camping too.”

It’s nice to be able to travel a distance of about 100km with a single magic stone battery…

This damned Elcadia was so wide, and this fucking great forest was so wide.

The fact that we still had to go more than 10 times that distance was still too long, even though we had taken advantage of the new civilization.

In addition, I could sense the presence of people chasing me in this great forest, and they were clearly approaching me with murderous intent.

…

And there is only one type of person who will chase a vehicle moving at high speed in a forest like this.

Elven Forest Ranger.

These are Canf bastards.

Normal people wouldn’t be able to sense it, but in my case, because I instinctively know where the creatures in this world are, I realized that they were chasing me when they finally caught up with me.

…

In my heart, I want to rush straight to Elvenheim instead of Gehenna, but for the sake of my old colleagues.

And I could endure this stigma for the sake of my colleagues who sacrificed themselves for others.

Suddenly a thought occurred to me.

I think if my sister found out about this, she would follow me.

So I talked to Dick next to me, but-

“It’s a secret from my sister…”

“I already used the wizard’s eyes to see everything you were seeing?”

…Unfortunately, reality was cold.

“…”

“Tell me about it carefully. I don’t get involved in other people’s love affairs.”

And when I looked at the compartment behind me, there were golden sheep eyes looking at me, knowing everything.