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Hiding the Logistics Center in the Apocalypse Episode 198
Counterattack (2)
“Oh, you mean the transport ship?”
My brother, who was momentarily confused, nodded as if he understood.
The situation was like this.
Transport ships orbiting Gradiva.
Even though it passed its scheduled orbit a few days ago, there was still no news from the dimensional account.
In my anxious state, I tried to encourage my brother who was using his clone.
“I had to change my course. The dimensional wind was blowing quite strongly a while ago.”
It was said that the dimensional headquarters also changed course because the orbits of the magic stone transport ships were shaken.
Accordingly, the overall timetable for piracy has also changed.
It wasn't my intention, but······.
“I think the amount will increase in the long run. And right now······.”
“Right now?”
“There are two of them coming at you. It’s a little late, but the profits will double. Maybe sometime in the afternoon?”
"oh······."
The results weren't too bad.
Because the money doubled just when it was needed.
And then,
Kwaaaaang!
A loud noise was heard from outside.
A sound that feels a little different from usual.
As expected, a scout brought news.
“Main gate, two electromagnetic cannons! They have stopped working for unknown reasons!”
Allied catapults began hurling anti-magic bullets.
***
Flutter flutter.
A few hours later.
I was slowly flying through the sky, held in Count Bereshti's hand.
“Can I go straight this way?”
“Yes, yes, diagonally like that······. To where the catapult is visible to the side.”
The goal, of course, was to get their hands on the Allied catapults.
Aurel and the prisoners successfully plundered two transport ships, and his brother's clone provided them with the magic stones on two occasions.
A whopping 1.7 million magic stones.
I was taken shopping by Count Bereshti, holding a thick wallet.
“If I had been just a little bit later, I would have been in big trouble······.”
The count broke out in cold sweat.
We've had some pretty intense times over the past few hours.
Is it because the central headquarters is still under construction?
Fortunately, the Allied forces did not launch a full-scale attack despite sending anti-magic bombs.
I just sent the meat shields flying like before to check if the electromagnetic bubbles were working or not.
But because the electromagnetic bubble was destroyed, the main gate was in danger several times just from that.
'But not anymore.'
All I had to do was eat their catapults.
That brilliant anti-magic bullet will also become an important ingredient in my plan.
After flying for a while with the Count······.
“······Is that it?”
“Yes, that’s right. There are three units deployed.”
The Count confirmed the objective.
Because the Count, a vampire, had eyesight several times better than mine.
Soon enough, I noticed the catapults anchored to the floor.
The catapults stood in the middle of the Allied lines.
By taking advantage of the long range, they are placed at the safest possible distance.
<Shopaholic> had flown in via the wilderness on the side, which was less guarded as it was not even visible to the eye, let alone within its range.
“Let’s see how much it costs first.”
Before I knew it, the catapult had come into my firing range.
I immediately reached out my hand······.
Tiring!
[The price of the Rodolfo's Roundhouse Catapult is 310,500.]
[The price of an intermediate anti-magic bullet is 906,750.]
Pax gave me the price of the item.
'They're expensive. Especially the bullets.'
As expected, the price was not cheap.
One unique thing is that the price of the anti-magic bullet is three times that of the catapult.
It was the exact opposite of the electromagnetic gun that fired 200,000-round wedge shells.
Still, there was no reason to hesitate.
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“Pax, buy it.”
Tiring!
[All right.]
[Acceptance completed.]
[There are 579,292 magic stones remaining]
Whirl!
In the blink of an eye, the catapult disappeared.
Also, the blue anti-magic bullets that were loaded behind it.
As befitting an expensive item, the Allied troops guarding the catapult were quickly thrown into confusion.
CLANG!
Swoosh!
But there were still two catapults left.
Those who noticed the change quickly began loading bullets into the remaining catapults.
'What should I do······.'
To accommodate two more units, you must pay an additional 600,000 magic stones.
Unlike objects replicated in subspace, external objects are recognized as different objects even if they have the same name.
It may be possible to accept them by grouping them under the same <category>, but even so, there is no difference in that you have to pay a price.
at that time······.
Tiring!
[Currently, 'Category Acceptance' is not available.]
[Upon entering subspace level 12, ‘Category Acceptance’ has been replaced with ‘Category Discount’.]
"······what?"
My heart sank for a moment when Pax told me it couldn't be used.
But after thinking about it carefully, I remembered that <Category Acceptance> is now a completely useless ability.
<Category acceptance> is the ability to pay for and place items that fit the logistics center's category.
But <Shopaholic> could accept anything as long as it paid for it, regardless of category.
“It’s become a meaningless ability… Are you going to renew it?”
Tiring!
[Yes.]
“A discount means… a reduction in cost, right?”
[Yes.]
[Cost discounts apply to items that fit the category.]
[The discount rate is 90%, and decimal costs are rounded up.]
"······wow."
It was said that you could buy it for a whole tenth of the cost.
I have already accommodated the Allied Forces' catapult into subspace once.
If that's the case, then of course······.
“Then those too?”
Tiring!
[Each can accommodate 31,050 magic stones.]
'······Good.'
I clenched my fist.
In fact, it wouldn't be efficient to just sweep up the enemies' equipment.
Anything that enters subspace can be infinitely replicated.
If I were to buy something like that again, I would honestly feel like it was a waste of money.
But with a 90% discount, it was definitely worth taking advantage of.
“Buy it.”
[All right.]
[There are 517,192 magic stones remaining]
For purely robbery purposes, to take away the weapons of the enemies.
-It disappeared again!
-Find it! No matter what, you have to find it!
As soon as the ability was activated, the Allied throwers screamed.
All that remained was an empty, bare patch of ground where the thrower had been.
No, there was one thing left.
Because the thrower was just loading bullets.
Because it disappeared just as I was about to swing my arm······.
-Hey, wait a minute! The anti-magic bullet······!
Kwaaaaang!
Two anti-magic bullets struck the ground.
Of course, since it was a special bullet for removing magic power, its killing power was not that great.
Only a few nearby throwers were caught in the explosion.
but······.
-Equipment! Check the equipment!
-The magic balls have been crushed! From number 4 to 19, all of them······!
It was in the middle of the Allied forces' main base.
Even near the projectile production base where the Rodolfo dimension lizards reside.
There was no need for me to necessarily accept expensive anti-magic bullets.
Even if we just took away the thrower, we could have stopped their attacks.
One way or another, anyway······.
“Ugh.”
“Are you okay?”
All I had to do was hear the count's news and return to the castle.
***
A week has passed.
In the meantime, another payment came in from Gradiva,
The Allied catapult that had popped out again was put back into subspace.
-What? Disappearing again?
-Damn······. Hold off on the catapult for now!
The Allied forces also did not sit still as they watched the catapults disappear one after another.
In the end, all the catapults produced were thrown into storage.
Thanks to that, Bereshti's electromagnetic cannon regained its power, and I was able to save my magic stones, so it was a good thing for me.
That wasn't all.
Because the Allied forces no longer expended troops pointlessly.
The front entered a temporary lull, and the earth-shaking rumblings and explosions subsided, leaving only the sound of the wind in the wilderness in Bereshtie.
Moreover, because of that······.
-Buendia! Come and fight me!
The voice of the blue wizard walking in front of the main gate rang out particularly loudly.
Franco, the Arcane wizard who had been defeated by Buendia in the concentration camp, had somehow survived and was now wandering outside the electromagnetic cannon's range, calling out to Buendia.
He was quite a troublemaker, having the Angel Corps of Florence at his side and using telekinesis on his electromagnetic cannons······.
“······Who is that?”
“There was that guy in the concentration camp. He just destroyed everything······.”
“Ah, that kid······.”
There was no time to deal with the boy's antics.
Because we were preoccupied with more important matters.
A week has passed already.
Buendia and I, Count Beresti and Princess Veronica.
We are all watching the sight of Hyeolgyeom in the Human Resources Development Center through the tracking mirror.
'······I really searched everything.'
During that time, Hyeolgyeom was really busy running around.
The developer was basically a controlled life, but thanks to the fact that he had curried Count Franco's favor, it was widely known that he was able to use that as an excuse to get out of his position.
-The vice president asked to see me······.
-The vice-principal will review the dissertations of our fellow students together······.
-The vice-president said he was going to do a magic countercurrent experiment······.
'Actually, the Count called me there too.'
It was all true.
Because the Count really had favor with Hyeolgyeom.
After finishing the second lecture, whenever something happened, he would openly look for Hyeolgyeom, and on the way back from meeting the Count, Hyeolgyeom would come back after exploring forbidden places with his 'hiding wings' on.
Like other vampires, Bloodsuckers were sensitive to the smell of blood.
If there is a blood clot nearby, you can probably tell where it is by smell.
However, despite searching everywhere, including the 2nd and 3rd floors of the annex, the 1st floor of the relatively unsecured research building, and even the underground facilities throughout the development center, the Holy Blood was nowhere to be found.
In the end, there was only one place left.
'······The Count's personal study.'
And finally.
A week later, it was time to leave the Human Resources Development Institute.
It was the last time the Count had called for the Bloodthirsty.
To none other than his personal laboratory.
That's why we're all paying attention to Hyeolgyeom.
“I appreciate you calling me, but······. Why did you call me?”
“It probably isn’t for a pure purpose. It might be related to the story we’ve been talking about recently······.”
Buendia guessed, stroking his beard.
Lately, whenever the Count sees Hyeol-gyeom, he starts bringing up a strange topic.
Stories about blood-related communities, the succession and upbringing of noble vampires, the emergence of independent vampire forces and blood alliances, etc.
He increasingly demanded a Bloodthirsty view of the vampire society.
Of course, we also had guesses.
Count Franco cherishes his bloodline not because of his ability, but because of his bloodline.
But in order to find the Holy Blood, I had no choice but to confront his intentions head on.
That's when I knocked on his lab door.
“Come in.”
Shudder.
For a moment, an unknown sense of uneasiness passed through Hyeolgyeom.
Even his brother, who was controlling him, flinched and flinched.
Kkiiii······.
Beyond the open door,
-Ugh! Ugh!
A human child lay stretched out on the floor, tightly bound.
He had a gag over his mouth and a blindfold over his eyes, but his top was half-torn, revealing his smooth neck.
At that moment, the Count, who had risen, spoke in a voice no different from usual.
“I heard you’re leaving soon, so I’m sad to see you go. So I prepared a special gift for you.”
“A gift······. Are you talking about that?”
“Yes, you’re a vampire, aren’t you? Even if you’re a vampire who can easily last a month if you put your mind to it······. You must have been very hungry while you were here. I hope you enjoyed the food.”
The count closed his eyes squintingly.
Are you suspicious of Hyeol-gyeom's true identity?
It was difficult to guess the intention······.
“Come on, come on.”
The time of choice has arrived.