When I returned to the dorm, the commander and the dorm people greeted me with great joy.
They said they thought I was dead.
I heard that it was true.
Since the sight I saw right before I fell asleep was a thornbush digging into the house, if I opened my eyes and didn’t see even one person, it wouldn’t be strange to think I was dead.
“I’m fine.”
“I’m glad you’re safe.”
The commander who said that hesitated for a while and then carefully opened his mouth.
“What happened to the witch?”
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Judging from the fact that he asked like this, he wasn’t asking knowingly. He was just asking because I was the only one who disappeared from this place and the witch was gone.
I picked up Maleficent.
“This is it.”
“Yes?”
The commander and the guards there looked very surprised and looked at the black and white crown in my hand.
I handed it over to the commander. Honestly, I don’t need this.
“Be careful, Maleficent can use magic.”
It means that the tool can use magic, so be careful using it, but it can also be heard as if there is a witch sealed inside.
In other words, it is a deception.
I put this in the commander’s hand.
“You’d better keep it safe.”
The guard commander looked at the crown on his hard gloves and me, who was putting it in his hand, in confusion.
“Uh, yes. I understand.”
I stretched. Maybe it was because I had been carrying Victoria around for a while, or maybe it was the aftereffects of my neck turning around, but it felt a little stiff.
Now that I think about it, Merryweather is already dead and you were Maleficent all this time?
I had been under the illusion that the royal family sent Merryweather to use me.
Now that I think about it, I think the royal family actually treats me as someone who simply helped Aurora. The escort knights were really sent as escorts.
Yeah. When thinking about someone's back in the future, I shouldn't be sure. If I'm not careful, I might have made a fatal mistake.
I learned one thing. I'll be careful in the future.
Anyway, when I looked around, there were quite a few people injured. But no one was seriously injured enough to scream.
Many people got scratched by thorns when they fell, but that will heal soon.
The harvesters were physically strong, so many worked outside in the afternoon. That's why many of the harvesters in Brightshin died.
I need to increase the number of harvesters.
I need a way to control the number of harvesters while maintaining my concept.
The royal family is likely to see me as someone who helped Aurora.
It would be easier to put on the mask of a good person.
If you give out goodness indiscriminately, its value decreases.
"When you go back, if there's anyone who's seriously injured beyond repair, call me. I'll put me in whenever I want."
I saw the guards’ eyes mixed with favor, and I saw them off until they left. Then we cleaned up the mess together.
We cleaned up the scattered debris, broke down the ones that had weakened due to thorns, and dismantled the equipment installed to block the outside, and memorized the structure.
“Did you know how to do this?”
I was cleaning up the accommodation with the manager when the butler of this mansion approached me and spoke quietly.
“It’s difficult if the person staying is picky, right?”
While wiping the dust off the window frame, I could act like a picky person who didn’t clean properly, but I acted as if I didn’t, and acted as if I was acting with good intentions.
Of course, I can point it out.
Among the memories I gained when the first world collapsed, there are many memories of people working in places like this. If the world is different, the materials change, so some specialized knowledge needs to be changed to fit this world, but most things are similar.
“If there’s anything that’s uncomfortable, please let me know. Our children need a chance to grow too.”
They’re raising me very strictly.
But instead of nodding, I worked hard. It’s easy to accumulate evil, but it’s hard to accumulate good.
I’m going to pretend to be a good person and increase my harvester in the future, so I’ll manage my image.
If I change too suddenly, they might find out that I have an ulterior motive, so I’ll help someone little by little.
But does the royal family know that I’ve been making harvesters while wandering around the slums?
I made it after Merryweather became my bodyguard, so it’s likely that Merryweather didn’t explain it to the royal family.
The key is how to make this part smooth.
For the time being, I’ll just have to watch what others think and live as I always have.
***
That’s what I thought.
That night.
The royal family invited me. They said it was an invitation, but in reality, they were taking me, the person involved, with them... ... .
Right now, I’m not in the office where I met the king last time, but in a space like a reception room where I’m supposed to meet with a high-ranking official.
King Hypion is sitting in front of me, unable to hide his joyful smile on his face.
“Thank you so much for sealing Maleficent.”
Sealing?
Oh. Yes. That’s right. If a witch becomes a crown and hears that it can use magic, I doubt the seal. I don’t think the witch was turned into an object entirely.
“Keep it carefully.”
I said that hoping that one day the harvester would use it to commit mass slaughter. Hypion nodded with a serious expression.
“I’ll keep it carefully so that nothing dangerous happens.”
I thought that the sealed witch would burst out if I did something wrong, but that won’t actually happen. All the warmth has been taken away, and the black, pressed-down light will turn to dust and disappear when it becomes an object.
When the story about Maleficent was over, King Hypion gave a long thank you speech full of royal speech.
Then he glanced out the window.
Outside the window. The palace is far away. There should be a tall spire rising up, but it is missing.
Now that I think about it, when the thornbush surrounded the capital, a ray of light flew from the palace toward the witch. And after the ray returned to where it came from, it never flew again.
It must have been shattered then.
“If there is anyone who has been irreparably wounded, please call me.”
“Thank you for your concern. If necessary, I will definitely call you.”
Then, the king suddenly changed the mood.
The bright and joyful atmosphere quickly became heavy. He was expressing that what he was going to talk about was serious.
So I pretended to straighten up and encouraged him to say something if he wanted to.
“You, you freed my daughter Aurora from the witch’s curse, and even sealed that witch.”
Witch Maleficent.
When you gain warmth, if you look at the memories you gain together, you are not a person. It means that a person did not acquire the profession of a witch.
She was not a person. She was the queen of hell, so it wasn’t just words. She was truly a fairy-like being born in the dark part of this world.
It means that she was something born on the border between the living and the dead.
She was born with great power and wielded it, and she lived as her desires led her, doing whatever she wanted.
She even became cunning as she got older.
But the witch was too strong.
I said that she was easily provoked by provocations that even Hyukkeshuni wouldn’t be able to resist, but she had no resistance to provocations because she had never had to endure provocations until now.
Simply her power as a witch. Or, if you compare the levels, Maleficent is overwhelmingly stronger. It's really as different as an ant and an elephant.
Maleficent rarely ran away after being defeated by someone. At least according to her memory, there was no single object in this world that could kill her.
If Daegon had been summoned, it would be easy to understand if he were strong enough to put up a pretty good fight.
The memory of the Primordial Heavenly Lord flashes, especially pointing to the part where the magic stopped, and Daegon's memory flashes saying that I won anyway.
It's true that he's quite strong. That's why he was surprisingly easy to defeat. But Hypion doesn't know that. There's something in front of him that dealt with that witch.
"Do you have any wishes for this country?"
That's right. The person in front of you is the king. He's a creature that constantly has to be suspicious. If you forget your suspicions, you'll get stabbed in the back and die.
It's karma.
They're doubting me.
It's great, except that it's already too late.
I could shake my head here and make myself look good, but then Hypion would be even more suspicious.
I need a level of desire that people can understand.
Warmth?
That's too fatal a weakness.
So something easy to understand. No, let's change direction here.
If I get too caught up in what I need, they might pick up on parts that I don't know and understand me.
So let's change direction.
"South from here. I can hear screams."
I pointed to Bern City. They're already fighting at a level that could be called a civil war. There are corpses and °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° wounded, and hope has disappeared from people's faces.
So I tried to say that those who gave me are disappearing, but I swallowed my words.
No. I shouldn't say this.
If I'm not careful, they might find out that I can see the world through the harvester. In order to become an incomprehensible object, you can't be a creature that I don't know at all.
You have to become a creature that already understands, so you can hide in the shadow of truth.
“Hypion. Why do you hear people screaming in the south?”
So I ask.
I always wear the mask of a good person.
That’s how I take the initiative.
Right now, I’m saying this.
I have no special intentions, I’m just saving people.
Rather, aren’t you the one who’s abandoning your job?
That’s the question a good person should ask.
Whether the royal family is involved or not.
Actually, I don’t care either way.
The important thing is that you can avoid Hypion’s questioning. Hypion answered my question like this.
“You’re really an unknown person. The south. Okay, I see. Let me check it out. I hope you don’t become an enemy of this country.”
I neither confirmed nor denied.
Then, instead of asking further, the king moved on to the next topic.
It said to prepare for the memorial service for the disaster that occurred in the capital city starting tomorrow.
And that was the end of it.
The king notified me of what to do tomorrow and instead of sending me back to my quarters, he had me rest in the guest room in the palace.
I won't be able to attend class tomorrow.