How the Reincarnation Seat Destroys the Original - Chapter 126



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Episode 126. The Second Calamity (1).

Eden stared at the order written on the paper like a doodle. The name of the person who gave the order was not written, but if the order was held by the monster that had turned to dust and disappeared without a trace, it was easy to guess who had written it.

A directive written by an Idea or someone close to the Idea who can receive orders directly from it.

However, I had one question.

His magical skills, which were shown in the capital, were extremely outstanding. With such skills, why did he convey his orders in such a classic way?

He shook his head.

My question was not important now. His Majesty the Emperor would make the decision.

“Return to the palace!”

Eden gathered the Knights of the Imperial Order and returned to the palace, where he immediately delivered the orders he had received to Emperor Bastian.

Bastian, who received the directive, ordered the Idea response team to assemble, and a few hours later, people gathered in the empty noble council hall.

The only difference from before was that the High Priest Matthias was absent, and Tariq took his place.

“It looks like the handwriting on the flag I saw in the Black Forest.”

Cloris said, checking the handwriting on the order Bastian had shown her. Bastian let out a short sigh as she assured him that it was Idea’s handwriting.

“But why did you choose such a cumbersome method? Could you tell me what you think?”

Soon Bastian expressed the same doubt as Eden who had seen the order, and at his words, Lars’ gaze fell on Kael who was standing there expressionlessly.

Kael’s eyebrow rose slightly as he met his gaze, which clearly showed that he still doubted himself.

“He seems to have a tendency to show off the power he possesses, so I wonder if it will be the same this time… but I wonder how I can know what that crazy guy is thinking.”

Although it was a somewhat rough answer, Bastian nodded as if he agreed with what he said.

“If, as Count Damier said, he is someone who flaunts his power, then Idea might have wanted us to find this order.”

A monster attack that comes at the same time as the disaster.

It was as if Idea was saying, “I have great power, so I’ll tell you this much, so try to stop me.”

“How they look down on us and mock us.”

Bastian’s voice lowered, mixing in anger.

Kael, who had chosen the method of using the order to announce the second disaster, clicked his tongue inwardly at his voice.

It’s a good thing that you misunderstood rather than continued to question it.

“More than that, the part about the great earthquake in the directive. Has there ever been a great earthquake in the empire?”

At Kael’s question, Bastian seemed to think that he had made the atmosphere too heavy and laughed as if he had never expressed anger before.

“I looked into past records before you came. There are records of earthquakes, but they weren’t large and the ground shook slightly.”

The calm voice of Cloris followed Bastian’s words.

“Your Majesty, in the Idea’s directive that you showed me, it clearly stated that it was a great earthquake. I once read a book that contained various cases related to disasters.”

“Was there anything about a major earthquake?”

“Yes. They say that the ground shakes so much that people can feel it, buildings can collapse, and in severe cases, the ground can crack.”

An earthquake that could strike at any time.

If an earthquake had occurred at night or in the early morning when people were deeply asleep, there would have been considerable casualties.

The key is to prepare in advance and secure a space where they can evacuate. Since we don’t know how big it will be, we need to quickly spread this information to other areas, not just the capital.

“But is it really certain that an earthquake is coming? I’m worried that it might be moving just as Idea wants, rather than judging from the words written on the seemingly random order.”

Adrina, who had been silent, questioned Bastian, whose thoughts were quickly spreading out, and Kael looked at Bastian.

Her doubts were valid, but Bastian was still confident that they would take action in case of an earthquake.

“Sir Adrina, I do not disagree with what you say, but I am not sure that the opposite is true either.”

“that….”

“I understand your concerns that it might be moving according to Idea’s will, or that it might be creating unnecessary anxiety among the people of the empire.”

Bastian took a deep breath and continued speaking.

“However, the difference between preparing and not preparing is very clear. If nothing happens because you prepared, it would be fortunate, but if a major earthquake really does occur, we would lose countless people in vain.”

As expected, Bastian chose to move in preparation for the earthquake, as expected by Kael.

Because he was the Emperor who carried the lives of countless citizens on his back, he had only one choice.

“I was short-sighted. I apologize, Your Majesty.”

As Adrina bowed her head and spoke, Bastian shook his head and smiled bitterly.

“No. Then, let’s discuss earthquake preparedness measures.”

Their story became quite long.

The first solution that came to mind was to create a space where the imperial people could evacuate.

“Since the space where the central fountain used to be is still empty thanks to this shelter, why don’t we set up a shelter there?”

“That’s a good idea, Lady Flora. However, it seems that it won’t be enough to accommodate everyone in the capital, so we should consider opening the palace gates.”

The nobles who owned large mansions were ordered to prepare shelters in the gardens, and as the order stated, monster attacks could not be completely ruled out, so the palace gates were to be opened briefly to the elderly, children, and women in that order, with the exception of the number of people who could be accommodated at the central fountain. As such, the framework of the countermeasures gradually took shape and gained substance.

“I will speak to the High Priest and ask if the temple gates can be opened as they were on the first day.”

“Ah, if you, the chosen one, were to make a request, the Archangel would not be able to refuse easily. I will also send a letter to the Archangel.”

Their conversation continued with the idea of ??opening the temple following the palace.

“I will instruct the branch office at the top of Damie to prepare enough tents, relief supplies, and food for use in case of evacuation.”

“I will inform the nearby villages of the current situation and try to find a place that could be used as a shelter.”

The necessary supplies were to be taken care of by Damie Sanga, and Adrina, who could ride the fastest horse, was to be in charge of reporting the situation to the nearby villages.

“Then, let’s announce the official document in the capital for the people of the empire to check tomorrow morning, and have Sir Adrina move with Sir Tariq and Sir Eden.”

Bastian quickly wrote down a letter for Lars to deliver to the Archon and a public notice for Adrina to post in the nearby villages, and delivered them to them.

“Now let’s get moving.”

Outside the window, darkness had already fallen.

From now on, those who have more than one or two tasks have risen from their seats.

“Ah, Viscount Damier will stay for a while.”

Everyone except Kael left the noble council hall. Even though they were the only two left, Bastian did not open his mouth easily.

How long did the rather long silence last? Bastian opened his mouth and a heavy sigh came out in place of his voice.

“As you might expect, even if Jim announces it in the capital, and Lord Adrina, Lord Tariq, and Lord Eden in the nearby villages, it will be difficult to inform the entire empire.”

“You are speaking unusually well.”

Bastian’s bitter smile spread across his lips again at Kael’s words, telling him to stop talking so uncharacteristically and get to the point.

“You must be tired, but you need to get moving.”

“Yeah.”

“…Starting tomorrow, the anxiety of the imperial people will increase day by day.”

“I know.”

Bastian leaned back in his chair, feeling a strange sense of stability as the voice flowed out indifferently.

Kael stared at him blankly, as if he were carrying an unbearable, heavy load, looking extremely tired.

In the original, Bastian’s actions were not prominent. He was not the main character, but merely the main character’s assistant, nothing more, nothing less.

“Sometimes I wonder if this place is too big for me.”

Kael remained silent at those words, which came out like a soliloquy, like a grumble.

“It’s hard, and sometimes I worry that I might put someone in danger because of my poor judgment. I might even take someone’s life.”

Bastian continued talking, as if he wasn’t really expecting an answer.

To his close friend Cael, not as Count Cael du Damier, but as Bastian, not as Emperor Bastian von Wincentius.

Kael felt a small thorn in his throat at the sight of him and his words, something he had felt before.

It was a thorn called guilt that I felt when I decided to deceive and use Mabel.

He did not accept this world as reality. Because the world that was real to him, the world he had to return to, was not this place.

But the fact that everything that happens in this world happens because I wrote it down came across particularly clearly to me.

What difference would it make if I now felt guilty about the novel I wrote, the disaster of this world, and the countless lives that would be lost because of it?

“But we still have to move.”

Bastian slowly closed his eyes and opened them to face Kael, who was looking at him.

“I may not be able to save everyone, but I’ll try to save at least one more person. Saving everyone would be difficult, even if it were a god. Isn’t that right?”

“… Even if that god is the one who wrote this disaster, this whole fate? If he hadn’t written this fate, wouldn’t the world have been a little more peaceful?”

Bastian, who had expected a simple ‘I guess so’ answer, seemed surprised by Kael’s unexpected answer, but soon answered with a much more relaxed smile.

“I don’t think that even though I am a god, I can decide all fates. Even a single person’s life cannot be free of trials, so what about this world?”

“… … .”

“If there were such a world, it would certainly be peaceful, but it would not exist. I am not denying God. However, even if there were God, he would not be able to control everything, right?”

Bastian got up, walked over to Kael, and tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

“So let’s do what we can now, to save more people, even if it’s just one person.”

“Please write an official document and give it to me.”

Bastian asked with a trembling voice at Kael’s words, which he spat out with difficulty, his lips not easily parting.

“Can’t you copy it with magic?”

At his words that seemed like a joke but were serious, Kael also let out a weak, hollow laugh.