Vol 3 Chapter 5 (1/2)

CHAPTER 5: QUEEN’S MOVE – PART 1

June 17, 2016Tgurneu

Mokkania carried Renas on his back as he headed for battle Winkeny saw hie The only pieces left were the white and black queen He couldn’t believe in Mokkania’s victory even when he was the one to control him

Their chances for success were sli a e over her was the fact she couldn’t protect against the as a miracle doesn’t occur, Mokkania will lose

But still, he couldn’t give up Winkeny bet his life on this plan No, not just his life Winkeny hi for this plan He only existed so he could manipulate Mokkania

Winkenny thought to himself – please, Mokkania Defeat her Prove that my life wasn’t in vain

Winkeny Bize – a child born to an extremely normal household in the Isineer and his est of three siblings, with his brother and sister far ree

The young Winkeny never found out what happened One day, when he returned home his mother simply told him that his father, brother and sister will not return anymore

She alsoGod Cult She said that his father and the rest opposed joining that Cult

Hiswith her Winkeny nodded

He didn’t know anything about the organization known as the Indulging God Cult He just thought that his ether with her that he would dedicate his entire life to the Cult

“Welco God Cult, Winkeny Bize The Cult sincerely welcomes you”

In front of his eyes was the leader of the Cult His title was the Overseer of Paradise

This was the ed the False Men, and employed the Meats – he was the Cult’s leader in every sense of the word While sitting inside a small hotel room in Ismo Republic, he calmly played with chess pieces with his hands

No-one was allowed to see his face No-one was allowed to know his name

“Being able to greet young people like you into the Cult is fortunate for us We at the Cult wish to raise good people”

Winkeny was able to see his face right in front of his eyes However, by the effect of soic, as soon as he diverted his eyes he couldn’t recall the erNo matter how many times he had seen him, he couldn’t remember his features

From his voice he could understand it was a

“Unfortunately, you do not seem to possess “the entirety” People who do not have “the entirety” do not have the qualifications to become True Men Froame piece that will accompany their very lives”

The voice of the Overseer of Paradise was calentle Winkeny felt as if he rapped in heat

“As a piece, when you make any achievement, Lascall Othello will come and carry your Book to Heaven Until that day comes, dedicate yourself to the Cult”

Lascall Othello Winkeny did not know theof that nas in the Cult that mustn’t be questioned

“Be not afraid of death Do not avoid hardshi+ps Your life is transient Your only happiness is the happiness of True Men”

Winkeny nodded The Overseer of Paradise seemed to like his attitude

He gave Winkeny a single photograph

“His na an Armed Librarian school He’s not even a trainee yet”

Winkeny took the photo He stared at the boy’s face Nothing came to his mind

“And what about him?”

“A Magician who infiltrated the Predictive Magic Committee made a prediction about hiest”

“…”

“We cannot avoid our battle against the Armed Librarians Within ten years, the Armed Librarians will certainly sniff us out and atte this, we must take some measures”

“Right”

“We cannot surpass the Armed Librarians in our military capabilities We are vastly outnumbered But ill also not be easily annihilated”

While saying so, the Overseer of Paradise began to nily the black side was dominant

“In the case of a staleest piece, Mokkania Fleur”

The Overseer of Paradise e in chess, but he understood that the queen is used to determine the victor

“When that happens, the piece that will decide the outcome would be the natural enemy of this one A piece that will kill the queen without paying any heed to the pawns or knights”

“…”

“You will become that piece”

Winkeny nodded

The Overseer of Paradise tipped over the black queen with his fingers and it rolled away It fell from the board into Winkeny’s hands

As soon as he was brought in, Winkeny was separated from his mother In this secretive cult, there were almost no relationshi+ps between fellow believers They were forbidden to es of any kind were not allowed

Days of tough training aiting for Winkeny He did nothing but work on his Magic Deliberation frouises, infiltration and even ways to lie; he was trained as a spy

He looked for ways to oppose Mokkania based on the ability he was taught He iined an ability that will allow hiic Deliberation again and again He didn’t have any battle training whatsoever He even ignored bodily reinforce but acquire the ability needed to counteract Mokkania

Gaining a Magic Right was only possible at the stage when a person’s spirit was still immature – no earlier than the teens and no later than the early twenties Past this, the coreithin one’s ic

Winkeny’s groas slow He didn’t have anything called a talent

When he approached his twenties, the only thing he was able to get was the ability to change his body to petroleum

“…This would certainly avoid attacks by Mokkania”

His Magic teacher said

“However, how are you going to attack?”

He didn’t have an answer In the end Winkeny couldn’t get the ability to kill a person His ability only allowed hih to become his natural enemy

“There is no need for disappointment”

The Overseer of Paradise said during their second

“Everyone has their own field You can work on so else that fits you”

He wasn’t trying to console Winkeny It was a verdict that he held no expectations of him

Winkeny kept carrying the black queen he received from the Overseer of Paradise close to hi half of his lifetime

He now clasped it tightly

Starting that day, Winkeny conducted an investigation independent of the Cult’s orders

Up till then, the only thing he knew about Mokkania was his ability He began to gather data on hier, Winkeny started investigating everything about Mokkania – his personality, his career, not to mention information about his fas such as his favorite color or food

Before long, his co hi any of his actions

Ignoring them, Winkeny examined the entirety of Mokkania

It happened a few years after Winkeny was released from his duties as a warrior

He went and visited Mokkania’s hometown

It was a sdoroves and forests of beech trees, and Winkeny walked along a road lined up with poplar trees It was a war spending time there pleasant

Mokkania was raised there from his birth until he was thirteen It was a place Winkeny simply had to visit

Winkeny stopped in the middle of the poplar tree-lined road He looked around him and muttered to himself

“…I am Mokkania Fleur I was born and raised in this town”

The quiet landscape of the town reflected in his eyes What did Mokkania think, see and feel here? Winkeny worked his iination

“This is a pleasant town A beautiful town that wouldn’t lose to Bantorra I think that I should keep living in this town

However, I haven’t returned to this town in over a decade”

His words were interrupted there

“Why…?”

Winkeny started walking again

First, he went to the house Mokkania grew up in It was the house of the feudal lord, located in the center of town In this kingdo to do with Democracy or Capitalism, the lord’s authority was absolute

“I welco for a newspaper in Ismo Republic…?”

Winkeny showed the identification from a certain newspaper, one of the several fake IDs he possessed

“Thank you for allowing me to interview you today”

The lord, while being confused because of Winkeny’s unusual appearance, led hi room

He conducted his interview there He inquired about the diploe the opinions of well-informed man The interview itself wasn’t fake In fact, after the article ritten it was published It was a newspaper under the patronage of the Cult

He asked the lord’s opinion on their diplo new, Winkeny kept patient

Concluding the conversation in a reasonable spot, Winkeny went to the real issue in hand under the guise of idle talk Naturally, it was about Mokkania

“By the way, I heard that Armed Librarian Mokkania Fleur was born here”

Hearing Mokkania’s naood ed

“That person is indeed my child”

The lord said without even atte his son “that person”These words let Winkeny knoas narrow-minded

“I don’t think of hi any connection to me

No, it’s not since he became an Armed Librarian That person was unworthy of my family since he was a child Even if he were to return, I will not let him inheritcommon like an Armed Librarian”

The lord repeated the word “co to the old-fashi+oned notion that noble children must not acquire professions such as an Armed Librarian

Prepared to offend him even more, Winkeny asked further

“What do you think of the Guinbex massacre done by Mokkania-shi+?”

“What does that have to do with me? How unpleasant Get out”

He answered as expected Winkeny stood up and thanked him

“I am Mokkania I don’t wish to return to this house This isn’t my house”

Winkeny ate

“I grew up in this house fro in this uncomfortable house probably leftout of toas undoubtedly in order to run away from this house… I am…”

Winkeny stopped speaking there There wasn’t anythose kinds of superficial emotions He must arrive at the very core and depth of Mokkania’s mind

What kind of child had Mokkania been as he lived in this town? Winkeny thought about hearing other people’s stories

Guided by hearsay, Winkeny walked through the town He was looking for the other house Mokkania lived in

The toas beautiful when viewed from outside, but he noticed it wasn’t so when you entered inside

Ten-year old children were helping with far as a matter of course Based on their social position, it was natural that only a lis like schools

Certainly, for people of this town, a her position would be only by becoin did notas they have the ability, they would also accept people with an unknown background

Why did Mokkania become an Armed Librarian? Was it the position he wanted? Or did he have another reason?

“I am Mokkania I will become an Armed Librarian… do I want power? Do I want status?Do I love fighting? …I don’t know”

“Mokkania? I remember him”

An old wo notes in the back of a bakery in one corner of the town

“What kind of child was he?”

“He was very quiet… very kind and gentle, irl”

Right Winkeny had already found out that fundamentally, Mokkania was a very kind person Almost all of the people who knew Mokkania said so

Winkeny wanted to know the substance of that kindness Did he adjoin his weakness with kindness, or was it a strong sort of kindness? How did he form it?

Winkeny asked further questions

“Did he have any friends?”

“No specific children that corandson used to bully him”

“He was bullied?”

That was surprising to hear This child, who becaest, was once bullied

“Yeah, that’s right, it ful He did things like dropping hi his candy as a daily occurrence Isn’t that right, you foolish grandson?”

The voice of a youth came from the front of the bakery

“Grands”

“What is this brat even saying…”

Winkeny becaht have influenced Mokkania’s personality

“Whenever Mokkania would co at me Do you know her? Renas-san”

“His mother?”

Mokkania lived without his father since he was five years old After that, he was taken care of by his father

“What kind of person was Renas Fleur?”

“Although she was quiet, she had a strong heart We’ve lost a good person”

The old wohed

“Even so, this is unbelievable I’ve never seen Mokkania engage in any fights Did he really become an Armed Librarian?”

She was talking while still grinding flour

“I would never have i us all back then”

The old woo, the Ar army of Guinbex and destroyed it Many of the people in Rona Kingdorateful

The old woman called the youth as at the store’s front Winkeny asked him further questions

“Mokkania, huh? I remember him”

The young baker said

“It’s not like everyone especially bullied him It’s just that… I was a bully, and I bullied everyone It’s froh”

Talking with shame, the youth scratched his head He didn’t look like a bad person He was probably a typical neighborhood bully back then

“I would bully hiry You know her? She was Mokkania’s mother”

Of course he did

“She was kind And also pretty When I think about it, it was Renas who left a larger impression in my memories”

“What kind of person was she?”

“A good person She would round up the kids and tell them fairy tales

But she was scary when angry She would scold without giving the other party any chance to explain, asking us ere doing bad things, and then look at us with sad eyes I had to endure that”

Saying this, the youth smiled

“She really hated violence If she was still alive, she would have probably been extrery at Mokkania I think she wouldn’t have let him become an Armed Librarian in the first place”

The youth directed a distant look up to the sky

“Mokkania did protect Rona Kingdom, but I believe he would have pained Renas-san”

Winkeny went away

CHAPTER 5: QUEEN’S MOVE – PART 2

June 25, 2016Tgurneu

He heard about Mokkania from various people But he always heard more about his mother than about him

Renas Fleur was a norave birth to child of the feudal lord was nothing more than a whim of his one day

She probably faceda child by herself

Winkeny tried i the life of this woman as bound to the lord’s selfishness

She probably hated weak people being bullied because she herself eak That personality would have also affected Mokkania Mokkania’s kindness and hatred for oppression of the weak probably came from that

“Then why did Mokkania become an Armed Librarian?”

What was Mokkania’s mother to him? And what has her death meant to him?

Winkeny thought about it However, he didn’t know

He visited the house Mokkania was born in There were only ruins left He couldn’t feel any signs of the life mother and child used to have in there

“I aer my home”

Walking through the abandoned place, Winkeny thought about Mokkania’s feelings He stroked the floor and murmured

“As I coreet “I’m home” However, at that instant I notice that mom is on the floor, dead”

He touched the floor, thinking about the figure of the mother as there

“There’s no reply “I’ain But there is no reply”

Winkeny kept

“I’m home… I’m home… I’m home”

At that instant, Winkeny received a

‘What are you doing, Winkeny? Return at once”

Just when I got to the critical part? Winkeny gritted his teeth But he could not go against the instructions of his superior

Winkeny left Mokkania’s hometown, and went back to the Cult’s base

Upon return to the shi+p, Winkeny took out the black queen froave hi that day He clenched it in his hand

Winkeny was a failed piece, raised in order to kill the black queen However, the piece that had been discarded by the player was now going to move outside the player’s intentions

No, he wasn’t a piece any the black queen, he will become a player himself

Winkeny investigated Mokkania’s heart so that he could control the black queen

When he throws certain words at Mokkania, ill he think? When Mokkania faces certain circuoal in mind, hoill he act?

Winkeny wanted to understand Mokkania completely just as a as close to her husband knew everything about hiether

When Mokkania would act that way, he will beco under his oill, even that very ould be controlled by Winkeny

Each time a chess master moved his hand, he could envision and predict the actions of hundreds of pawns An outstanding warrior could predict a battle’s outcoan

Winkeny aile man known as Mokkania

“…You’re late What were you doing?”

Winkeny’s idoence of duty

Winkeny worked as a contact that would convey orders fro about the encrypted infor a job that only consisted of following the instructions of those above hi around the world No-one reainst Mokkania The fact that he secluded hier a useful warrior was already well-knoithin the Indulging God Cult A tru

“…I visited Mokkania’s hometown”

“What for?”

His superior asked Winkeny tried to explain, but his superior shook his hand as if telling hi

“Just go away”

The superior said

nobody could understand Winkeny’s actions Everyone told hihed at him He was accusto

He clutched the black queen inside his pocket

Winkeny returned to his hideout

On his desk and floor were piles of docuround; his evaluation from when he was a trainee, as well a report card from when he was a student; his interviews for newspapers; and the notes retaining to his personality that Winkeny heard about from people who knew him

There were also large quantities of Books belonging to people who’ve met Mokkania placed on his shelves

Many pictures of Mokkania were adhered to the walls One valuable photo of him as a boy; pictures of hi the war, and pictures of hi his ability

Furthering on the walls

“Dissension with Ha an Arht be considering suicide” “He parted with his lover Was he really good oo and meet with him? Or is that unreasonable?”

Everything he knew about Mokkania was collected there He even stole Mokkania’s psychological and psychiatric records froain until their seams were torn

But despite all this, there were still s he didn’t understand about Mokkania’s heart

He could understand his surface feelings, but that was far froh him, he had to become Mokkania himself If Winkeny wouldn’t be able to reach that domain, there’s no way he could manipulate Mokkania

“shi+t!”

Winkeny hit the desk with his fist

He didn’t want to ad was impossible If he will, it would be one and the saless He couldn’t stand it He feared that farto Heaven

Winkeny held his head and kept worrying

One day, the Overseer of Paradise called for him He hadn’tonly odd jobs for a long ti a God-like existence

He went to the same hotel he was in before That hotel wasn’t under the Cult’s control How and by which ine

He was reading a newspaper placed on the table by theIt seemed to be just an ordinary newspaper sold everywhere

“Winkeny Are you aware that just the other day there was an assault on the Meats’ shi+p at Allow bay?”

He said while folding the newspaper Winkeny nodded

“There seeence will have to ith ilance, but it is a pity Naturally, the more people we have, the more they will be harder to supervise”

It didn’t seem like he suspected Winkeny The Overseer of Paradise kept talking

“Winkeny Do you not think that we allowed just a little too many people inside?”

“I don’t really know”

“Fro to be a bit more selective Not only in terms of ability but also in loyalty”

Saying so, the Overseer of Paradise tossed the folded newspaper unto the rack Winkeny only then noticed it was the newspaper that he was officially employed for

“What does this mean?”

The Overseer of Paradise took a cup placed on the table to his hand He slid it towards Winkeny

“Winkeny If you drink this water, you will be able to live as a simple newspaper reporter from now on”

Without hi, he could understand The cup contained the water of Argax

“Overseer of Paradise, I’m…”

“The article you’ve written the other day – it was just an editorial about the contradictions between Rona’s diplo Why don’t you sit down and write a proper continuation?”

Winkeny took the cup with tre hands

He recalled everything until now – his everyday life where he was referred to as useless No ht about it, he wasn’t able to reach inside Mokkania’s mind

His heart was inclined to give up He brought the cup’s edge to his

However, he returned it to the table while spilling some water

“I’ to become a journalist”

“I see”

Without any hesitation, the Overseer of Paradise spilled the water out of the

Drinking the water or not was probably some kind of test Winkeny didn’t knoould happen if he drank it Would he have been sent to the Meats’ shi+p? Or would he really and unexpectedly become a normal journalist?

The Overseer of Paradise rose froe There was no longer the air of tension from before

“I have one question”

“Yes sir?”

“Why didn’t you drink it? …I was sure that you were going to drink”

Winkeny thought for a while When he wanted to give up, a nostalgic face surfaced in his memory

“I was reether with”