Hiding A Logistics Center In The Apocalypse Chapter 195

Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 195

Talent (2)

“You’re holding up quite well, Count Bereshti.”

Ugh!

Archangel Hamiel of Florence bit his lip tightly.

The Bereshti campaign was in trouble.

He was one of the commanders of the Allied forces.

Following the news of the victory that the western fortress had fallen, I heard the news that it had been taken again.

News came quickly that reinforcements from the Duchy of Veronica had arrived, along with new electromagnetic cannons installed on the walls.

Unlike Bereshit, which became more and more solid over time, the Allied forces' cohesion was truly tenuous.

Even the higher-level leaders gathered at the headquarters here were arguing.

“Is that totem really helpful? If you have time to make it, you could build another temple or something······.”

“Who wants to see the good side of things? It’s better to utilize the documented magic circuits that have been proven to be effective······.”

“So that totem is in battle······.”

The sarcasm of Olympus and the journey of Faust.

Archangel Hamiel could only let out a heavy sigh.

'It's difficult to bring in more troops.'

The name Allied Forces was meaningless, and it was difficult to secure troops.

Because the upper dimensions had dozens or even hundreds of colonial dimensions.

Raising additional troops would have caused problems in colony administration, and pulling in resources from the home dimension would have risked a counterattack from Veronica.

“Barnaul, if only these Arcane bastards had added more······.”

Just thinking about it made me feel annoyed.

There were rumors that Barnaul had self-destructed due to the dimensional core being overturned, and Arcane had declined to join the Allied Forces under the pretext of something ridiculous.

Even that wasn't the only problem.

'I knew Buendia would show up.'

He appeared in Bereshit, and the Allied forces that were attacking the west gate were annihilated.

As the siege battle became increasingly sluggish, Hamiel felt that Buendia's appearance was even more burdensome.

and···

“Lord Hamiel.”

“What's going on?”

“Archangel Adriel has requested an interview. He came with a wizard named Franco.”

Hamiel wasn't the only one who reacted to that name.

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“I see the Archangel.”

Adriel and Franco bent their knees.

Archangel Adriel, who disappeared while being held accountable for his failed business on Earth.

But what surprised Hamiel even more was Franco's appearance.

'I heard you died?'

Franco, the blue wizard wearing a blue tie.

He was one of the successors to the Franco family that ruled Arcane.

It is widely known that he was murdered by Buendia in an economic prison camp.

Hamiel, who had been staring blankly at Franco, nodded as if he understood.

'Yes, it could be the Franco family.'

As the leader of the pursuit team, Franco undertook an unreasonable investigation.

If things had gone as planned, the camp would have been held responsible for the damage and deaths of the victims.

However, the family hid the existence of Franco, who survived, and naturally deflected the criticism by paying a generous compensation.

The Franco family took it upon themselves to protect him.

Franco raised his head, perhaps sensing Hamiel's gaze.

“I apologize for coming to you so suddenly. I am concerned that I may have caused trouble for the Archangel, as it is different from what is known to the public.”

“Don’t worry about it. That’s a matter for your family to take care of······. Well, there must be a reason why you showed up to see me, right?”

Franco nodded.

Then, as if he had prepared, he answered in a careful voice.

“I heard that Buendia has appeared. And as you know, I am moving to find Roberto’s body. As far as I know, Roberto’s body is······.”

“He must be Buendia’s right-hand man. He might be able to use it in battle.”

It was already widely known that Buendia had regained his place in the court.

It is also said that Roberto's corpse, the Bone Dragon, was used during the escape process.

“So what are you saying? Don’t harm the Bone Dragon?”

“I would be reluctant to say such a thing. However… If you permit me, I will deal with Buendia. I will retrieve Roberto’s body, end this war with the Allied Forces’ victory, and proudly return to my family.”

"her······."

Hamiel laughed in vain.

The young blue wizard is talking about a duel with Buendia.

It was just funny to Hamiel.

'It seems like they're trying to fool around with some kind of telekinesis or something······.'

It seemed that the rumors that they had broken through the stage cannon and entered the camp were true.

When I see them rushing in like this without regard for the consequences.

Nevertheless, Hamiel nodded willingly.

“Give me one battalion of troops. The location where he appeared is toward the west gate, so join the front line there.”

“Oh, thank you······!”

Franco kept bowing his head.

Hamiel put the epaulettes of a commander on his clothes and gave the order to the guests, promising to give orders soon.

But Adriel was kept in the barracks here.

“······Archangel.”

“You seem like a loser.”

Adriel just nodded his head hesitantly.

He was a sinner who ruined a major business and escaped punishment.

“It is a serious crime to disobey orders and leave Florence, but······ I will not punish you for now. No, perhaps there will be no need for that.”

"yes?"

Adriel raised his head at the strange words.

Hamiel looks around carefully.

What he said next was truly shocking.

“He is the nephew of Count Franco. It is no exaggeration to say that Arcane is currently under the control of the Franco family······. If we can just lure the Count out, it may be possible to drag Arcane into the war.”

“I’m sorry, Archangel. I don’t quite understand what you are saying······.”

“Don’t think too much about it. Your role is simple. Make sure that my nephew Franco is killed here in Berensti.”

“······!”

“It doesn’t matter if you lose all the troops you’ve provided. Just focus on dealing with it as naturally as possible.”

Hamiel's purpose was to draw Arcane into this war.

By creating an excuse to participate in the war.

“If only Arcane could come in… Those fake vampires could be trampled overnight.”

***

"ah······."

“Ahem.”

The princess touched her nose with an awkward expression.

She pretended as if nothing had happened, but the tip of her nose was already turning scarlet.

I couldn't bear to watch their melodrama, so I brought my brother and his clone to the portal, and as I explained the clone's abilities, an unbearable sense of embarrassment began to settle in.

'Then why are you getting excited······.'

It was an incident caused by the Count's excessive loyalty, but it wasn't a bad situation after all.

Because a better way has been presented, without the need for anyone to sacrifice.

But the Count, who was feeling the clone, added that there was just one thing he was worried about.

“I’m sure there won’t be a problem until I’m selected······. But won’t it be difficult after that?”

All we knew was that Seonghyeol was in the Human Resources Development Institute.

As soon as we arrive at the developer, we need to investigate the place where the Holy Blood is hidden again.

However, as a clone with no special abilities, it was bound to be difficult to explore.

“So I was trying to use this ‘hiding leather’······.”

What the Count took out was a wing-shaped leather that was close to transparent vinyl.

It was an artifact with a kind of invisibility cloak effect, but it had the limitation that only vampires could use it.

The Count's decision to infiltrate was also with this hideout in mind.

If only I could hide my body, infiltrating the Human Resources Development Center building would be much easier.

The clone wasn't a vampire, so it was an unusable item······.

“Then, should I make him a vampire?”

"······yes?"

I took out one of the blood packs and shook it.

'True Blood' obtained by defeating Baron Bertolus.

Because I have been keeping that blood at Severance Hospital all along.

“Let’s give a blood transfusion.”

The plan was to strengthen the clone body and infiltrate it.

As a transparent vampire.

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Crap!

Brother, Seonggyeom's clone trembled.

Only when the pitch-black wings that had pierced through its back spread out did the clone straighten its back.

His skin became noticeably pale, his eyes turned bright red, and his fangs grew sharp.

Being reborn as a perfect vampire bloodline.

But his face was frozen like a mannequin, with a blank expression.

My brother added.

“That’s because I haven’t manipulated it yet. I can enter consciousness and move it myself… and if I set rules, I can make it move on its own. It may seem a bit mechanical, though.”

I decided not to do anything special for now.

The first condition for becoming an employee of the Chamber of Commerce was to become an 'empty being'.

The only remaining problem was to time the chamber of commerce's recruitment of new employees.

Fortunately, information on this matter was readily available to Jerga.

“Originally, you would have to wait a few more weeks······. Recently, rolling admissions have been held frequently. And the conditions have been relaxed.”

“Recruitment on a rolling basis?”

“Yes, it seems like we suddenly need more manpower.”

If you can guess, there were several.

The dimensional headquarters that was in perfect condition disappeared in the blink of an eye, or the economic criminal camp exploded out of nowhere, or the dimensional court's library and evidence storage were destroyed.

Jer added.

“These days, when job seekers gather, a developer’s shuttle comes flying in every few days to pick them up and leave. They are screened out in the first round, and the job seekers who are screened out in the second round come back and drop them off.”

“When was the last time you came?”

“It was four days ago······ I guess it’s about time to come now.”

It was time to bring the clone to Gradiva.

I stared blankly at the face of my brother's foolish clone, who looked just like him.

'I······will I be able to pass?'

The feelings of mothers with students taking exams.

It was now that I could fully understand that feeling.

***

The next day after that.

We were checking the line of sight of the clone on the shuttle in real time through the tracking mirror.

'I expected it······but I didn't think it would stick right away.'

Yesterday, I sent a clone through the portal installed in Gradiva.

The clone joined the ranks of job seekers, and a day or so later, a shuttle from the Human Resources Development Center flew in.

The staff with a sullen expression selected the first round of successful applicants as if they were thinning out crops.

Especially when he finds a clone, he quickly picks it up with a short exclamation of “Oh.”

But it was still too early to feel relieved.

'There's a second round left······.'

There were about twenty job seekers on the shuttle.

As if it was time to arrive, the employee with a tired expression appeared again and began to guide us.

“Before arriving at the Human Resources Development Center, you will first be interviewed in the transit area. The three successful candidates will head straight to the Human Resources Development Center, but… the rest will return. In any case, I wish you success.”

Woohoo······.

As he said, the dimensional line soon anchored somewhere.

An unknown location whose exact location is unknown because the windows do not open.

The interview was conducted one by one, with each person going out under the guidance of the staff.

“It’s your turn. Follow me.”

So, it was finally the clone's turn.

I walked down the hallway for a while with my eyes covered, and entered a brightly lit secret room.

Only then were we able to face the interviewer.

The interviewer was none other than······.

'Why is this human here······?'

Count Franco.

The person who hid Veronica's Holy Blood in the Human Resources Development Institute was sitting right in front of me.

'I never thought it would happen, but I never thought he would actually hold a position at the Human Resources Development Institute.'

It was a little strange that the Count himself was conducting the interview, but perhaps that was why the Human Resources Development Center here was such an important core organization.

Although our heads were complicated, we refocused our minds.

Because no matter what the situation was, it was a situation where I absolutely had to pass.

I felt my blood run cold under the Count's gaze that seemed to pierce through us.

After a brief silence, the Count spoke first.

“Hoo······. Are you a vampire?”

Among the job seekers, there were many people of different races.

But vampires were particularly difficult to find.

It seems that this is what caught the Count's attention.

“That’s rare. They usually don’t come over here because they are serving the family······. Oh, are you by any chance an orphan?”

“Ah······. That’s right.”

My brother answered hesitantly.

If you're not an orphan, you'll have to reveal your family name, and then you'll get in trouble.

The count quickly agreed, finding a suitable excuse.

The count looked at the clone with gloomy eyes for a long time.

Then, he suddenly got up, strode towards me, and began to create a magic circle circuit in front of my eyes.

Jeeeeing!

“······!”

“No wonder. It’s a procedure to check how much enlightenment you have gained by watching Gradiva······. But it’s really strange. There are no shackles on your consciousness, but there is no enlightenment. How can this be?”

It seemed like the timing was the problem.

The time that the clone observed Gradiva was only about a day.

But despite that, Count Franco had a faint smile on his face.

Jiiing······.

The magic circle slowly subsided.

The count turned around and added in a low voice.

“Actually, I was born out of wedlock. My family didn’t even give me a last name. But I eventually proved myself worthy and became the head of the great Franco family. Do you know what I mean?”

The clone made no reply.

Because I couldn't understand why Count Franco was talking about his past.

Fortunately, the count did not wait for an answer and continued talking on his own.

“Bloodlines don’t lie. Having inherited the bloodline means you have the qualifications and potential to do so. And······ I believe you can do the same.”

"thank you."

The clone answered in a watery voice.

I don't know what the hell he was talking about, but it was a gesture that showed he was impressed.

Then, all of a sudden, Count Franco extended his hand.

“You’ve acquired an unexpected talent. What’s your name?”

name?

It was a question I hadn't even thought of.

After thinking about it for about 5 seconds, I told the name of the guy to my brother who was controlling the clone.

“······It’s blood.”

The third son of the Kim family, Hyeolgyeom, answered the illegitimate child.