The knight king of the otherworldly moon

"Use large-scale magic to connect the dreams of everyone in this area, and then project the entire nightmare into reality, covering the original world.

On a magical level, you've done it perfectly.

What I'm curious about is not the magic itself, but what you want to do with it.

Using Salem as a node, the two worlds are forcibly twisted and linked together.

What do you want to bring into this world?"

Lucifer calmly said what happened in Salem.

Although it is still within the world, it is also outside the world.

Such contradictions make it a node connecting two worlds.

If something from the outside world wants to invade, it would be more appropriate to use this place as a base.

"As long as you can infer this step based on your own observations, as my Servant said, you are indeed a tough opponent."

After hearing a certain word, Lucifer subconsciously felt that the fact became: interesting.

[Servant], no wonder I felt a little strange about the first two.

It wasn't really alive.

However, if this is the case, then the other world he wants to contact now "You haven't answered my question yet."

Thinking of this, Lucifer continued to ask sternly.

"I call them Outer Gods."

"Outer God"

Alright! Strange things seem to have increased again.

When I heard this place name before, it felt like a coincidence, but now it seems that it is really the arrangement of fate, or the maliciousness of fate.

"Those... twisted monsters are... masterpieces under their influence.

Originally, my ritual was only to blood-suck the people in this city, and then absorb their blood in an instant.

But their arrival made me change my mind."

Cibia continued to speak calmly.

"You want to harness the power of these things"

At this time, Lucifer almost understood what this guy wanted to do.

I have to say, he really dared to think about it.

Harness the power of the Outer Gods.

This practice is not something that everyone dares to play, let alone dare to do it.

Even thinking about it makes me crazy.

After all, those things don't look like gods in this world, and it's not clear what they are.

"I need their power for the future of the world."

"Ah! The future of the world"

For some reason, Lucifer felt that these words sounded familiar.

When was the ancestor of the dead apostles also keen to save the world the illusion "Knight king, you shouldn't come to stop me.

The world is doomed, and the era in which you exist is doomed to come to an end.

I have calculated countless times over and over again, using the substances that exist in this world as the base, no matter how perfect the formula is, I can’t avoid this future.”

"It turns out that the calculation parameters in the world can't get the desired results, so you think of introducing variables outside the world.

As an alchemist, your thoughts are very speculative."

Hearing Lucifer's words, Zibia subconsciously thought that Lucifer understood his thoughts.

There was a hint of emotion on his icy expression.

"It's better if you can understand.

Now, we only need to sacrifice 5000 people here, and we will win the future for the world.

Great deal! There is no reason to fight between us.

Now as long as you go back and seal things up here as a plague, no one will know what happened here."

In his view, sacrificing 5000 people and 5000 will save the world.

This deal is a very good deal.

5000 people 5000 is nothing compared to the people of the whole world, not even the whole of Britain.

However, Lucifer's answer to this was.

"Unfortunately, I refuse!"

"Refuse"

"Let's not talk about whether it is true that the world is about to end in your mouth.

Even if the end of the world does come, it's up to me to stop it or not.

I have no intention of pinning my hopes on others.

Especially unreliable things like the Dead Apostles."

This was Lucifer's answer.

Even if the world is really going to be destroyed, I have my own way of coping.

Even if you do everything you can in the end, you can't stop it, and you won't regret what you have done.

If you listen to what he has to say as you do now, let it go in the face of unavoidable despair and entrust your hope to others.

Then even if you fail, you can protect your self-esteem, and it's not me who is wrong, it's that person or something.

If he really did this, what difference would he make from the believers who he thought were ridiculous before.

"..."

"Besides, did you do something wrong?

I am the King of Britain, and I have long shouldered the future of this country.

Sending your own people to the hands of dead disciples for sacrifice or something is not what a king does."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Lucifer's mouth.

Joan of Arc is below, still: fighting.

If she was still here, I could already imagine her expression at this time.

no.289 Murder is not a problem

Confronted with the statement that Lucifer is like a benevolent king who cherishes the lives of his subjects, Cibia scoffed.

"Stop joking, okay, King of the Knights.

You really care about the lives of ordinary people. Before you suppressed several rebellions, and earlier, in the war with France, the number of people who died at any one time has far exceeded the current number.

Now you say... tell me that you feel sympathy for them."

Zibia's expression turned into disgust, as if disgusted with Lucifer's hypocrisy.

Judging from a series of operations after Lucifer came to power, perhaps he was called the King of Knights in the eyes of most people.

But this does not mean that there is no blood in his hands, on the contrary, the price of building this new country is the blueprint drawn by Lucifer with blood.

To say that he was unwilling to attack the people here because he sympathized with their lives, in Tzbia's view, it was just a big joke.

"That's why I said, you don't know anything at all!"

Lucifer seemed to see through the other party's thoughts at this time, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

"I don't know what you mean"

"That's right! As you said, thousands of people have died at my hands, and I can't even count them myself.

Some of them were French and some were British.

It's just a joke to say that I care a lot about their lives.

Before I came here, I had already made a plan to wash the whole Salem bloody in the worst-case scenario."

"In that case..."

Just as Cibia was about to say something, Lucifer interrupted him.

He shook his head, helplessness turned into sympathy.

"But! That's my decision based on my own judgment, not influenced by anything else.

I am the one who makes the decision and I am the one who gives the order.

not you.

I act on my own will.

Do you understand what the end of the world..., then I'll tell you now.

Even if it were... the end of the world, I wouldn't be blackmailed by someone who wasn't even a dead apostle.

I will change the outcome in my own way, rather than being influenced to make decisions like you."

Lucifer firmly stated his decision.

joke.

Even if it is really facing the end of the world, it is up to you how to deal with it or not.

It's impossible for him to make such a decision by himself, who is pinning everything on unknown possibilities like him.

I believe in the future, but it is the future created by my hands and the future witnessed by my eyes.

"Influenced by someone..."

"Is not it.

What I just said is that, in the case of alchemists, variables outside the world are introduced when the parameters of the calculation in the world cannot calculate the result.

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the idea."

"My formula is flawless, and there is no possibility of this seeming ambiguity."

"But... the problem is that your idea was born, or rather, how can you be so sure that parameters outside the world can correct results that you can't calculate"

Lucifer asked the dead disciple in front of him.

Through the conversation just now, Lucifer had doubts.

The other party is very determined to believe that he can change the future.

But the problem is that this guy was an alchemist before, and he couldn't come to a firm conclusion without a definite experiment.

I have seen this in Hohenheim, who is also an alchemist.

Then the question is, why did he believe so strongly without testing it.

There is only one answer..."..."

"There are two things that give the whole of our lives to who we are now, experience and instinct.

Alchemy is the accumulation of knowledge, it belongs to the experience of reason, and it is disgusting in itself.

Instinct interference.

Even if there is an occasional flash of inspiration, it comes from the accumulation of knowledge itself, not instinct.

Not to mention, as a dead disciple incarnated by a magician, it is impossible for you to have the instinct of an outer god from the beginning."

"what do you want to say in the end"

"Then here comes the problem.

Why did you come up with the idea of ​​introducing external variables, and firmly believe that you can use them to solve the crisis in the world? There is only one answer.