Chapter 27 (1/2)
Twenty-one days of borrowed time left.
I didn't see anyone else on my way to the underground Magic Routing Control room that was supplying power to the hall.
I was prepared to eliminate anyone who saw me, but that didn't mean I would happily carry out an indiscriminate ma.s.s murder. Still… all the same, I felt like human countries really just weren't for me.
…I wondered if this distaste came from the discrimination of appearance that I'd been experiencing since forever. It was likely.
Nothing would change with just the words of one person. Every humans, down to their children, only ever saw demihumans as their livestock, as useful beasts. There was no scorn nor disdain to be had here. They were just animals, after all, not people.
The kindness the humans showed to demihumans slaves was no different from the care a cowboy showed to his horse.
To the humans here, killing 'cattles' was nothing to feel guilty about.
I had always wondered why things were this way. The reason for it all lay here.
”…the Magic Routing Control room.”
Mana overflowing from the World Tree's Saplings that were sustaining the world was gathered and sent everywhere. Including this place.
Magic powered the trains and lit up the nights. A resource so vast no one even bothered to turn off the lights. It was just as vital to human convenience as electricity to modern Earth.
No. 01… Hans… he had left the following words in his will.
The human race, individually weak yet with high reproductive ability, had managed to conquer the whole world by leeching on the Saplings.
Doubtlessly, the other races with power had seen their weakness, and so they had allowed the humans to cling to the Saplings in pity.
Yet the humans had discovered a way to utilize the mana. With their newfound power, they had driven all the other races away from the Saplings and took them as slaves.
And with the knowledge coming from another world – from modern Earth – their power had only grown.
This building was constructed with the premise that its magical lights would never be off. So I expected that once the auction hall plunged into darkness after losing its magic power supply, everyone inside would be bewildered.
Just candles alone wouldn't be enough light for the people here to fight in. It should be the moment right before No. 17's magic stone would be brought on stage. About fifteen minutes after the afternoon auction began.
After taking out the lights, I would head right toward the stage, kill only the people blocking my way, grab the stone, then make my getaway.
…this was the most harebrained scheme ever, even if I say so myself. However, I didn't have the time for careful planning, my clock was counting down, my lack of experience would just create a plan full of holes anyway, and most importantly, I'd never even done this sort of strategic thinking before.
I was playing this thing by ear. I couldn't afford any delays; it would just put me on the back foot.
Alright, let's roll.
I dispersed my arm to unlock the control room. With my claws and weapons, I began to turn everything inside into junk.
***
”Just what is that fool of a girl doing in the washroom?” Tiz muttered in incredulity.
The afternoon auction had begun for a while, yet Shedy still wasn't back. Tiz took a sip of spirits.
”Shall I search for her?”
”Nah, just leave her. She'll come back sooner or later.”
Tiz looked to be fond of the girl, yet he still showed no concern.
He thought the impudent att.i.tude was novel. She might still be a kid, but cute enough to have great prospects later on. Rarely was there someone as white as her, and combined with her red pupils, she looked just like a rabbit. That delighted him.
Yet in the end, to him, it was nothing more than a rarely-seen coloring. Discovering her was no different from discovering a surprisingly nice knife in a bazaar.
Tiz's attachment to her was only the possessiveness of a man who didn't want his thing to run away.
People in positions of power like Tiz weren't ones to have a partner out of love in the first place.
Appearance and ancestry decided the woman standing beside him, while bloodlines decided the woman who would carry his children. These women might be important people, but he wouldn't obsess over them.
Tiz only had two fixations: the magical blade he acquired as a child, and the position he achieved by defeating his father. An exotic-looking girl with an impudent att.i.tude and a bit of beauty wasn't enough to earn his infatuation.
”Hmm?”
Just as the first item of the afternoon auction, a piece of jewelry, found its owner and the Yellow Magic Stone was being brought on stage, the light s.h.i.+ning on the stage suddenly vanished.
”What happened?”
”Just a bit of theatrics… right?”
The auction originally began in a dark hall with only candle lights in the first place, so the attendees weren't thinking too much. Just a bit of chatter, at most. They were yet to aware that this was an incident.
***
The moment I destroyed the equipment, shutting off the light, I thought I heard a voice.
But this wasn't the time for hallucinations. I turned myself quasi-mist and rushed through the dark corridors at top speed.
Blobsy bounced at me as we regrouped, cheerfully diving into my satchel. Once she was secure, I dashed upstairs. There, I saw some staff members panicking from the sudden blackout.
The main doors and windows were letting in more light near the hall entrance, and naturally people gathered there. The staff members were frantically trying to stop the attendees' bodyguards from coming in, saying it was dangerous.
I promptly returned to the dark hallway leading further in. Those two guards standing watch were leaving the doors ajar, peeking inside to check on the situation.
Their eyes weren't used to the dark yet. I returned to [Humanoid Form] again, kicked the ground for a boost, and slipped through between the guards.
[Former Mercenary?] [Race: Human ♂] [Guardsman] [Magic Point (MP): 84/85] [Hit Points (HP): 150/150] [Total Combat Power: 306]
”Something just came in!”
”It's a person!”
Right at that moment, someone inside summoned a magical light, covering the room in a faint glow. See? My plan was so full of holes.
”Stop them!” The guard shouted. One of the staff charged at me with just his fists. I stepped on his head and flew over.
”What the h.e.l.l are you doing!?”
Another man right next to my side swung a crowbar. I blocked it with the dagger in my right hand, while the claws on my left hand sliced at him, crowbar and all. Whoa, my claws actually cut metal…
But I didn't even have the time to be surprising myself. I parried the spear stabbing toward me from the front with my dagger, and tore apart the guard's throat with my claws.
”Hahh!” A spear lunged at me from behind.
[Reroll]
I just barely dodged it and instantly responded with a kick. It broke his neck.
d.a.m.n it, why the h.e.l.l is this turning into a messy melee!?
Luckily, my opponents were still unused to the dark. Dodging their attacks wasn't all that difficult, and I managed to win.
I knew it, detailed plans just weren't my thing. Some of the staff members were running away. I should head to the stage before this mess got any bigger. But then, a voice called at me from the darkness.
”W-Wait!”
Eh? Was there still someone left? I turned toward the voice, holding up my dagger. There, I saw two kids being bound inside a cage.
They looked about the same age as the body I currently had. A boy and a girl. They looked like each other, both having light-blond hair and very fair features.
They were only wearing what amounted to sheets with holes cut in for heads, so thin the fabric looked nearly transparent. Their hands were bound in cuffs. Desperate blue eyes looked at me.
”…elves?”
”Yes! Please, let us out of here!” ”We hadn't done anything to humans!”
”Hold on, tell me what's going on first…”
I didn't have time, so I told them to just give me the cliff notes. Apparently, they used to live in a relatively large elven settlement. The settlement had been enjoying a comparatively peaceful relations.h.i.+p with this country by selling traditional handicrafts.
However, at some point, the king of this country began to demand a few slaves each year. The settlement could not comply, and diplomatic ties were cut. One day, they were suddenly attacked by soldiers. The men were killed, the treasures taken, the women and children captured.
”They said they were 'pacifying a revolution'.”
”Eh? But your village wasn't even a part of this country, right?”
”…yes.”