Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 188

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 188

Twin Brothers (1)

"then······."

The situation at the court has been settled for now.

Now it's time to see the results.

We headed straight to Elvenheim, where the lawn was littered with piles of evidence that had been dumped from the storage facility.

Although they varied in size and type, the most notable ones were as follows:

“Thank you. It’s cheap compared to the stuff used by arcane magicians, but… strangely enough, it works well with me.”

First, Buendia's black magic staff.

It was an object carved from dark brown wood, and the fine holes carved here and there were impressive.

The golden veil Faust had placed was hovering around his staff in the form of a blue barrier, but according to Buendia, it could be easily removed in a day or two.

Leaving the cane in his hands, I picked up the next item.

“Um······Is it a mirror?”

A hand mirror the size of your palm.

I did take it, but it was something I had no use for.

As I was holding up a silver mirror and reflecting the sunlight, Buendia came up to me and told me the secret story contained in the mirror.

“Oh, this is really interesting stuff.”

“What is it?”

“It was about thirty years ago······ That’s what happened. The famous vampire duke’s young wife was in a relationship with the young count of Arcane, and the multidimensional world was in an uproar. There was a lot of talk about a wedding ceremony, but it never happened.”

“······??”

Buendia immediately began talking about the love stories of noblemen.

I didn't know what the news of the vampire's broken engagement had to do with the mirror, but for now I just listened in silence.

“There were rumors going around that the Count had an affair. He crawled out of the bedroom of the Matapju’s daughter or something… Anyway, the vampire princess didn’t stay still. In order to find out the truth behind the incident, she secretly searched for a craftsman and created this ‘tracking mirror’.”

“If it’s a tracking mirror······?”

“It’s a kind of surveillance device. It looks like just a mirror at first glance, but… it ends up reflecting the person’s face as they look at it.”

The vampire princess had already reflected the count's face in the mirror.

And then one day, news came that the Count had appeared again in front of the house of Matapju's daughter.

The princess hurriedly tried to check the mirror, but······.

“The mirror had disappeared without a trace. The Count had dragged Faust into it. The mirror was locked away in the evidence room as evidence in a case with no substance. It was only natural that Faust made excuses to postpone the trial. They also did not want the mirror containing the Count’s private life to see the light of day.”

That's why the 'tracking mirror' was kept as evidence.

The scandals caused by the nobles of the upper level were honestly none of my business, but the mirror's performance was certain.

“It will help me gather information.”

“I guess so.”

Although not often, there were times when we would come face to face with the leaders of our enemies.

Adriel, who arrived on the Dimensional Headquarters, the head librarian of the court, and even a senior official from the Chamber of Commerce.

If only we could shine a light on their faces, perhaps we could peer into the depths of the Chamber of Commerce through a mirror.

For now, I decided to keep it safe.

Now that Pyrene has left, there is no one on Earth who can gather information.

The next thing I picked up was······.

“This is······.”

It was a bundle of paper, half transparent yet stiff, half plastic.

This time too, Buendia's explanation continued.

“This isn’t exactly evidence. It’s an object that can contain evidence.”

The paper was crumpled up in layers like post-it notes.

Buendia took one of them and infused it with black magic.

The paper, which had turned purple in an instant, soon burst open, sending out tiny circuits into the air.

“It’s called the <Ability Test Paper>. Since it can infuse awakening abilities into paper······ it’s mainly used to submit evidence of what kind of abilities one has.”

“Then, by any chance······?”

“That’s right. If you have this paper, you can use other people’s abilities as if they were magic scrolls.”

“······!”

If that were true, it would be something huge.

This meant that by collecting the necessary awakening abilities, you could fire them like a magic scroll.

But as always, this too had its limitations.

“It’s almost useless in actual combat. It takes over ten minutes just to fully infuse it with its power… and even then, it evaporates in less than a minute.”

"ah······."

It was literally an excellent item for presenting evidence.

Canned food that takes 10 minutes to pack, but has a shelf life of only 1 minute.

There was no way such materials could be used in war.

“Those Chamber of Commerce guys. If you want to make a new test paper, you’re going to have to spend a lot of money. Hehe.”

However, the reason I kept bringing it with me was because this <Ability Test Paper> was an incredibly expensive item.

Buendia is satisfied with just causing damage to them.

But I figured out one way to use it.

“Daichi, just a moment.”

"yes?"

I brought Daichi, who had been crouching from a distance.

I asked Buendia to breathe black magic into the paper again, and placed Daichi's 'Bonjin' talisman on top of it.

in result······.

"oh!"

The rate at which the color of the test paper evaporates has noticeably slowed.

It is now possible to store abilities for much longer periods of time, not just one minute.

In fact, even after more than 10 minutes had passed, the test paper still contained the black magic without evaporating.

“This will make it much more versatile. It’s really no different from a magic scroll······.”

“Right?”

Of course, it was not yet known exactly how long the shelf life would be.

Daichi's seal couldn't completely stop time, and even then, its effectiveness was greatly weakened when placed separately as a talisman.

I decided to gradually research its exact performance and usefulness.

and······.

“······You brought that?”

"yes!"

Finally, really finally, there was one more left.

The three-headed dog that guarded the library.

Because Daichi caught the dog that was said to be tearing apart the hierarchy.

The whole story was like this.

As we were riding the dragon we saw and escaping, a three-headed dog immediately ran out from the library.

The guy who chased us to the evidence storage ended up being abandoned because he left the contract location, and Daichi took pity on him and put him in a cage.

As expected, Daichi's body was now covered in invincible seals.

“Would you like to see it? It’s nice!”

“No, I have it.”

"yes!"

Adopt one of three.

For now, I've finished checking the loot.

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.

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“Whew!”

“The tiger’s strength is welling up!”

This year's harvest wasn't just that.

By revising the hierarchy clauses in the library, Buendia and the other prisoners were restored to their ranks.

This is the new prisoner residence being built in Elvenheim.

They were sitting on the edge of their asteroid-version dimensional headquarters parked in the grass, chatting away.

“You! Be my partner!”

The hierarchy was restored, and now they were forming a pirate team.

The Chamber of Commerce's magic stone transport ships were still circling around Gradiva, and we planned to continue orbiting to collect magic stones.

So, as I was sitting on the grass and looking at them······.

“Jeong-gyeom-ah.”

“Oh, hyung, you’re here?”

The eldest of our Kim family.

My older brother, Kim Seong-gyeom, sat down next to me.

“The chief will take some time. He has something to do.”

“Didn’t you say they were repairing the Han River Bridge?”

“That ended last week.”

While I was holed up outside the Earth, my brother was moving with Operations Headquarters Chief Yoo Seong-cheol.

We are working on post-war reconstruction projects in the metropolitan area and major cities, as well as education and management of the Awakened.

The reason I called the two people was none other than hierarchy.

Just as the prisoners were restored to rank, I was thinking of giving the two of them ranks higher than 7.

Both of them were unawakened, but they could be promoted to the rank of magic stone if they submitted a modified application.

Meanwhile, perhaps because it had been a long time since we had seen each other like this, my brother was busy asking about my well-being.

“Aren’t you overdoing it these days? Your complexion is so bad.”

“Um······. Is that so?”

I definitely felt a bit tired.

Since we recently took over the dimensional headquarters installed on Earth,

There wasn't a single day that he wasn't busy: destroying Barnaul, destroying the concentration camps, and destroying the courts.

To be honest, I did want to rest, but······.

“Well, what can I do?”

There was still a lot of work to be done.

Collecting magic stones from Gradiva's magic stone transport ship with the prisoners.

Monitor and prepare for the Chamber of Commerce situation.

There is even a civil war between the Awakened that has recently broken out in North Africa.

Since these were issues that I had to personally handle, honestly, I desperately wished that there were more than one body.

'I wish I could at least leave the magic stone to you.'

In fact, it wasn't that difficult to take control of a transport ship anymore.

Since the hierarchy was restored, it was something that could be done with just the prisoners if they made full use of their abilities.

However, collecting the magic stones in the cargo hold required my subspace abilities, so I had no choice but to continue to participate in raiding transport ships one by one.

'Should I try this? <Ability Test>?'

Phalang.

I grabbed the test paper with Daichi's amulet overlapping it.

If I could put my subspace ability into the test paper, I could send someone else to get the magic stone for you, even if it wasn't me.

'but······.'

At the same time, worries also came to the fore.

Of course, it's my job to act as a collector, and I also have to use my subspace abilities for a little while.

Because it meant asking someone you could definitely trust, but at the same time, do something risky.

For now, everyone is just trying to fill their roles.

Kim Sol was brought in during her busy schedule in the first place, and Unyang and Minwoo were still struggling in North Africa.

I could have used the Knights of Camelot or Veron, but that would have meant having to cast someone else in their role.

'It might be better if I just do it······.'

No particularly good ideas came to mind.

Fatigue was creeping up on me, my head was pounding, and I rubbed my burning eyes for a long time.

After being like that for a while······.

“Jeong-gyeom, Jeong-gyeom?”

Shake shake!

My brother shook my shoulder.

“Uh, uh······.”

I guess I was too deep in thought.

But it seemed like he hadn't come to his senses yet.

'what?'

Because the number of brothers in front of me suddenly increased to three.

My brother reacted with concern to my dumbfounded expression.

“Look at this kid, he’s completely out of his mind. Are you okay?”

“You must be really tired. Why do I see three hyungs?”

“Why······.”

And what came back was······.

“That’s because I woke up.”

“······?”

The smiles of triplets with different smiles,

It was the unexpected news that my older brother, Kim Seong-gyeom, had awakened to the art of doppelganger a few days ago.