The story of justice as a Tucao servant

46. ​​Inherit this fairy tale of justice without embellishment

This ornately decorated building used to be the Congress known as "the most democratic place in the Federation".

But that's all in the past tense. The owner here is a dictator.

A dictator in the name of equality.

"How's the plan going?"

The boy crossed his legs lazily, and asked his trusted secretary in a brisk tone.

"Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. In addition, Mr. Kerrett is about to produce results."

"Ah, please bring him my regards, Lloyd. Thank you!"

The secretary called Lloyd by the boy, no matter his facial features or skin color, did not look like a person from any country in Averrod.With tan skin, he is often amazed by people who have never seen much of the world.

"This is my duty." After bowing and saluting, the man left with a pile of documents.

The whole room returned to silence, and even the "click" sound of the hands of the wall clock could be heard clearly.

The young man was lying on the desk, staring in a daze at the pile of white papers on the desk.His short red hair was scrunched up by himself in irritation.

"Bermanit! Bermanit! Tell us a story!"

Before the door was pushed open, the boy's lively voice reached the teenager's ears.

The poor door was roughly pushed open by the blue-haired boy, holding the blond boy who was turning mosquito coils with one hand.

The boy hurriedly made a gesture of desperately reviewing the documents, and said:

"I'm busy now, I don't have time. Go find other children to play. Let's tell stories in the evening."

The blue-haired boy crashed into the boy's arms like a cannonball, and yelled relentlessly, "Speak! Tell me! I'm so bored now!"

The blond boy on the side couldn't stand it anymore, but he still joined the camp of his friends.

"The dust concentration outside today is the worst in history, and the other children are staying at home! Anyway—" pointing to the documents that have no trace of approval.

"Didn't you get busy too?"

(People are tough, Alan! Am I easy?) The boy was already in tears from the bottom of his heart.

"Forget it, I lost to you." Holding his forehead, the boy took the two children and sat down on the sofa beside him.

"Just two! I'm really busy."

"No problem!" They replied in unison.

Seeing the expectant eyes of the boys, the boy stopped talking.

"So this time, let's tell the story of how the brave Fei Aiwei helped others?"

(Do you want to recall those unpleasant memories again........)

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There are not many people in the square, which is abnormal for a big city like Pori.

Some of the sparse crowd are walking under the shade of the trees, but more people are just hurrying on their way.

Only homeless and homeless people lying and sleeping on public seats can spend this time filled with unknown and panic in peace, right?

"You are the Brave One, right? It's because we didn't treat guests well and kept you waiting, please—"

The man dressed as a servant interrupted the wandering thoughts of the red-haired boy.

"Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you." The boy nodded obediently and politely, and followed.

The Gilman Federation is composed of large and small kingdoms.As old as this building, it has a history of more than 100 years.

Although it is a parliament where everyone can stand for election to the Senate, the decision-making power on major issues is still only in the hands of a few nobles.

After the attendant brought the boy to the door where the chairman of the council was working, he saluted and bowed to leave.

"Dong dong dong." Out of respect, the young man didn't push the door directly to enter.

"Please come in." A thick male voice came from behind the door.

Grabbing the golden blue mini dragon lying on his head and holding it in his arms, the red-haired brave man walked into the place where the power center is located with a mercenary attitude and courtesy: "Excuse me."

The man with wavy hair seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and handed the brewed black tea to the boy.

"Your Excellency is the brave man favored by the God of Creation, right? Next is Volter von Wilhelm. First of all, as the speaker of the Gilman Federation, please accept this belated thanks for your help to Luo Lin."

Saying so, the man bowed deeply to the boy.

(Ah, Luo Lin...) Even though he felt guilty about it, the young man couldn't say anything modest and polite at the moment, he could only accept it completely.Both out of respect and courtesy.

"May I ask you about this mission...?" However, it is permissible to temporarily divert the topic lamely.

"Since that's the case, let's get to the point. Please sit down. This is the black tea produced in Lude Heights. Although it is definitely not as good as Weisto's, it is still acceptable."

It can be seen that the boy no longer wants to continue that topic, and he no longer pursues it deeply.Restored the image of the smiling politician, said Gilman's Speaker.

The boy's identity this time is just a lone mercenary with the name of a brave man.

"Well, thank you." Holding the mentality of 'let's try it anyway', the boy took a sip of the black tea.

(Hey, did you add honey? It’s not bad, but it’s a strange taste.) I thought.

"The first case was found in a slum last Sunday. The patient was a street gangster. The cause was that the whole person began to age rapidly until he died three days later."

"Because it happened in a slum with a lot of fish and dragons, when we found out that the disease was a contagious plague, basically the whole slum was infected."

After taking a sip of tea and moistening his throat, the speaker continued:

"For the time being, we can only use isolation to prevent the spread of the epidemic, but the effect is minimal. Although some people don't want to admit it, it is hard for the people to trust the government now.... The only comforting thing is that this This disease has no effect on combatants with strong abilities. Although it cannot be solved, our mage consultants have also concluded that it is caused by human beings...so—”

"So it needs brave men with stronger abilities and more prestige among ordinary people to do it, right? I understand." The young man completed the unfinished words of the silver-haired man.

"...Phew—as expected of you, Lord Brave, then please, on behalf of Polly and Gilman, thank you for your generosity."

"Well, helping the people and doing justice is also my pleasing duty! Besides, as a mercenary, I will also be paid." Scratching his head embarrassingly, the red-haired boy burst into a healthy smile.

"Please take me to meet the infected people."

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Every city has its own dark side, even Pori, a city known as the capital of order, is no exception. It would be better to say that big cities have more dark sides.

Dirty, messy, senseless fights and pillaging, a haven for rats and worms - this is the slums of Pori.

(It's really a place I dare not even think about.) Facing the little dragon jumping up to the top of his head again, the boy sighed inwardly while looking at this scene.

People put down the meaningless things they were doing, and after looking at the boy for a while, they stopped giving him even a single look of attention.

Can't get anything.Everything about the red-haired boy was out of place here.

At the corner of the deep alley, several mages in robes were guarding the place strictly, even using a trigger barrier, so there was no doubt that there was a plague quarantine area behind.

"Please, Mr. Brave. I really can't get involved in the future." The chairman wiped his forehead wet with cold sweat. It seems that this step is his limit. After all, the whole city has been infected. danger, not to mention densely populated slums.

"give it to me."

Saying that, the red-haired boy stepped into the barrier.

"It stinks!!" I couldn't help blurting out my feelings.

The stench of rotting corpses, blood, moldy water and food, human sweat, and—the stench of magic residue.

The people who fell on the ground watched in astonishment that such a young boy entered.

Some of them are members of the slums, some of different middle classes, and workers, but their common characteristic is that they were once young.

But now the only ones who are paralyzed on the ground waiting to die are those who appear to be middle-aged and elderly.

As if grabbing the last straw, he threw himself at the boy.

"Please, I don't want to die!"

"I was so young yesterday, why! It's not fair! Why do you still look like nothing happened?"

It's just that before their hands grabbed the boy, they were burned by a layer of scorching flames.

"Everyone, I'm here to help you brave, Fei Aiwei Andinis. If you still have the belief in survival, please cooperate." The red-haired brave man wrapped in flames said.

"...Brave, are you really a brave?"

"Help me! I'm different from those lowly poor people. If you can save me, my parents will definitely give you a lot of money!"

"Bastard, who do you call a poor man!"

A group of old people who are dying of old age staged this ridiculous scene.

(Human beings still yearn for youth and life, right?)

[It's just a sudden loss.So what a delightful creature man is! 】

The boy and the dragon communicate in their hearts.

After passing the patients who surrounded him for help, the young man walked to the end of the alley and stopped in front of a wall.

"What do you think?" The object of the question was obviously only the dragon lying on the boy's head.

"For humans, this level of necromancer magic is pretty good, right?" The answer seemed to be in a riddle.

"But, don't you look down on me too much?"

The boy pressed his hand against the wall and disappeared in the next second.The infected, who were left in amazement, complained about their fate.

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In the silent darkness, a dancing flame ignited.

Light banishes shadows.

The young man raised the golden blue giant sword cautiously, but put it down in disappointment.

It looks like it's inside a cave, but in fact, it's just the underground of a slum.

"There is no welcome ceremony as imagined..." The boy kicked the gravel in front of his feet with a little temper, and said.

The bones of humans and monsters are piled up here, and according to common sense, it should be activated by now.But now it is still lying there quietly.

There was a faint light of fire coming from a concealed door, and the defensive circle was not even set up.

Without further hesitation, the boy pushed open the old wooden door.

"Squeak."

"!!!"

"As expected, it is like this." Long Fu whispered in the young man's ear.

The room behind the door was brightly lit, and countless green light spots concentrated down from above like fireflies dancing all over the sky, and landed on the green magic circle in the center.

——That is the color of life.

"You're here." The old man dressed as a commoner said as if he had been waiting for a long time, sitting on a chair.

"You are the chief culprit of this plague!" Pointing the giant sword at the old man, the young man said with a righteous face.This is of course nonsense.

"That's right. Hey." The old man sighed helplessly.

"...Have you given up resistance?"

(Although it is very inhumane, but I feel very unfulfilling like this.) The boy complained.

"After all, it is a brave man who put down a battle with his own strength, and he also added a dragon. I am still very self-aware. Dying struggles are too ugly... But, the brave man of justice, can let go Have you ever lived this innocent child?"

The necromancer pointed to the direction where all life gathered - a young boy was lying in the center of the magic circle, and the majestic vitality was continuously poured into the boy's body.

"That boy is my grandson......Because I specialize in necromancer magic, I neglected to take care of him. As a result, I accidentally got mixed into a slum, was bullied by those damned poor people, and was beaten into a disability. I contracted tuberculosis because of this..."

"...they deserve to die, and so do I."

The boy was brought back to life by this forbidden and cruel magic.

"It's not enough, it's the last bit... Then, I don't need your ruling anymore, let's leave it alone." As the old man said so, his whole body was engulfed by the green light and gradually disintegrated. In the end, it turned into countless light spots and sank into the boy's chest.

And the magic circle that started stopped working.

"..." The red-haired boy couldn't accept so much for a while, and was speechless in a daze.

Now only the boy and his dragon are left here.The perpetrator has killed himself. "Then I should too..."

"No? It's not over yet, right?" The man who turned back into a human form moved closer to the boy, put his head on his shoulder and whispered:

"That child, if he dies, only those who have been robbed of their vitality by the plague can regain their youth."

"!!!"

(Are those poor people weak? Is this child, that old man, evil?)

"Is he... innocent?" The boy who unconsciously absorbed the lives of others.

The dagger shone coldly, reflecting the boy's troubled face.

"Big brother? Where is... where? Where's grandpa?" The boy opened his innocent eyes and asked.

"Hahahahahahaha! Farce!"

The dagger was thrown on the ground with a crisp sound.

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"Thank you very much for what you have done to Gilman and Polly! You will always be Gilman and a friend of the William family!" The man with silver curly hair shook hands with the boy and said excitedly.

Those who came to see off the red-haired boy were also the people of Pori and the poor people with gray hair who had been deprived of their vitality.

"Master Brave, thank you!"

"You really deserve to be Master Fei Aiwei!"

"I will never forget you, Mr. Brave!"

Faced with these thanks, this time, the boy has a clear conscience.

(That boy, should he be training in the church choir right now?) The boy thought.

(My justice cannot be played with or tarnished.)

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"Victory in the first battle!Ferrance defeated Vesto, and the new first knight made a remarkable contribution! "

— Gilman Federal

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"Ah, so the first story is finished, and the following story is the story of the brave at Lake Otter and White Bill, then..."

"Report to the head of state, the R&D department said that there are results, please go there immediately." Lloyd's voice interrupted this beautiful afternoon story.

"Ah, okay, I'm so sorry, you can play by yourself first, I have something to do." Kissing the foreheads of the two boys, the boy got up and went out.

"What's going on?" The boy asked while walking.

"About the embryo experiment, it has been successful!"

"!!! Ah, what an exciting day."

(It's time to come out, another me.)

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