Luna was really shocked.
“So, you’re going to go on your own now?”
"Then, should I just let you go? You're a suspicious person, after all. What if you do something like this again later?"
Vania thrust her gun deeply.
"I'm cooperating, so listen. If I had wanted to tell Dad, I would have yelled at him a dozen times, and you know that."
...That's right. If this kid screams right here, Ryan Wassenberg will come out.
If that happens, at least she will die for sure.
Luna didn't know what scheme this unknown kid was up to, but she had no choice but to follow her.
“...”
Kuk kuk. Luna started walking as Vania nudged her waist to urge her on.
And then she thought.
What is this? Did she suspect me from the beginning? It seems so. But if that's the case, why didn't she call her father and follow me obediently? She's holding a slingshot with no lethal power. If she keeps going like this, who else will be there besides me?
“Oh, right.”
Then Vania asked.
"Of course, you left a trace for my Dad. If you ever want to see your daughter again, I'll tell you where to find her. Something like that."
...A twelve-year-old who even checks if the kidnapping preparations are properly done.
Luna really doesn't know anymore.
“Yeah. I left it.”
“Yes. Let’s keep going.”
Luna walked to the agreed-upon location. After turning a few alleys and exiting onto the main road, she saw a carriage.
“Now put your hands down.”
At Vania's command, Luna lowered the arm she was holding.
Luna's father, Gustav Lettmann, was waiting in front of the carriage with an anxious look on his face.
“Luna...?”
Gustav was shocked to see his daughter brought in as if she had been kidnapped, even though she had said she would kidnap the girl.
“Sir? Open the carriage.”
An equally bewildered Vania ordered Gustav.
"What..."
“Hurry up.”
Gustav saw Vania aiming the gun at Luna's waist and did as she was told.
There was no one in the carriage.
“Surely... It’s just you and the coachman? Aren’t there any more mercenaries?”
"Would you like to be there?" Luna said, trying to hold back her anger.
"Oh my goodness. How could you be so careless? I took her too lightly, just because she was twelve years old."
Vania clicked her tongue and nodded to Gustav.
“Get in, sir.”
“Lu, Luna? What is this...?”
“Father, let’s get on first.”
Gustav jumped into the carriage in a panic. Luna and Vania followed.
And, tak.
Vania walked to the carriage door and locked it with her own hands.
'What kind of kid is this?'
Luna burst out laughing.
Only after the carriage had set off and gone some distance did Luna speak with relief.
“Are you an idiot? You came here on your own two feet, barely holding a gun, just to find out who your father is?”
“...”
"You've been kidnapped. When we get there, there will be plenty of adults who can easily subdue a child like you."
Luna was trying to scare her, but Vania just laughed.
"Of course, there would be something like that. If you weren't prepared for that, how could you threaten my dad when he comes looking for me tomorrow?"
“...”
Luna was speechless.
Does the child have any faith? No, even if she does, it all becomes meaningless the moment she steps onto this carriage.
Once at base, a twelve-year-old girl armed with a slingshot will be easily subdued.
'Are you smart or dumb?'
Luna stuck out her tongue as she looked at the child, who was now comfortably leaning back against the backrest with her arms crossed.
I didn't sleep; I was waiting with my gun loaded.
As expected, Amy sneaked into my room at dawn.
She must have underestimated me because I was twelve years old, so she dragged me out with a flimsy lie...
Amy's father, who was waiting as expected.
The carriage departs as expected.
If my guess is correct, this carriage is definitely headed to...
'Experimental base.'
And based on the information I heard from Revan...
The man riding in the carriage right now is Gustav Lettmann. Amy is his daughter, whose real name is Luna Lettmann.
Even if not, we must figure out the forces targeting Ryan anyway.
Whoever it is.
“How much further do we have to go?”
“We’ll be there soon.”
“Oh, really? That’s a relief that it’s not far. I guess it’s in Koenig.”
“...”
Amy glared at me.
Why was I kidnapped on my own two feet?
Of course there is.
What if, as I suspect, they're planning to resume the failed "power transplant experiment" discovered by our family twelve years ago?
Because we absolutely must find that base.
Where was the experimental base built, who were the involved forces, how large was its scale, and...
"To conduct experiments, you don't just need people with special abilities. You must have prepared test subjects who will receive these abilities."
Even in the past, test subjects were children with a high transplant rate. So, there must be children there who don't know anything.
If you want to go rescue those children, it's essential to count the number of people.
Since the goal is to get Ryan's cooperation anyway, I won't do anything to hurt him and make him angry...
Then, I'll pretend to be kidnapped and go into the base myself to determine the size and condition of the experimental base.
'If you turn back time, it's over.'
All I have to do is input all the information into my head and then go back in time to before I was kidnapped.
“Get down.”
The carriage stopped.
Residential area of Koenig.
There was a cluster of houses, and Amy led me to one of them.
"Mister."
I asked a question I had been holding back for fear that they might get scared and leave me in the middle.
So, to Amy's father.
“Is this Professor Gustav Lettman?”
“...!”
He's surprised. That's right.
Well, now it's certain.
“Raise your hand!”
Amy, or rather Luna, poked my waist as if seeking revenge.
I obediently raised both hands and followed Luna's lead.
In front is Professor Gustav.
Behind him is his daughter Luna.
In that state, he headed underground.
'They've really created such a space in an ordinary home.'
The stairs leading down to the basement were lined with candlesticks hanging from every wall. It felt like I'd descended three floors.
And as we got closer, the smell of blood stung my nose...
'Wait. The smell of blood?'
Why? Are the test subjects already injured?
I was flustered. It seemed I wasn't the only one flustered. Professor Gustav was also startled when he saw the bloodstains scattered at the entrance.
And then suddenly.
What I saw when I opened the door.
“What, what is going on!”
Five corpses of mercenaries were lying around with wounds around their necks, as if they had been cleanly decapitated.
“Ugh! Ububububub!”
“Whoohoo!”
And six researchers in white coats, bound with ropes and forced to kneel, their mouths gagged.
“What? Why is everyone like this!”
Luna pushed me from behind and jumped out. The woman began to remove the gags from the researchers' mouths.
'Does something seem wrong?'
I looked around the basement nervously.
It was a total mess. The cupboards were empty, as if someone had swept them clean. Broken bottles and flasks were scattered on the floor...
The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly. I could see a few wads of paper, as if something had just been burned. What could it be? Research materials, perhaps?
This, I have a feeling that something big is going on...
'I think it's from my father?'
Anyone can see that the forces trying to conceal this experimental base are the ones who have taken the initiative. In that case, Wassenberg is the most likely candidate.
“Back, back!”
Then one of the researchers, whose gag had finally been released, shouted.
Back?
"Dad!"
Luna shouted.
At the same time, a masked man hiding behind the door jumped out and held a sword to Gustav's neck.
“What are you, what are you, what are you!”
“Kneel down.”
Instead of answering, the man gave a soft command.
'Huh? What is it?'
For some reason, his voice felt familiar, and I froze for a moment.
Gustav and Luna knelt down, trembling as the man said.
I'm also joining in on the blunder.
I couldn't take my eyes off the man whose eyes I could only see.
Sharp eyes.
And blue eyes.
‘...That’s ridiculous.’
It's something I can never forget, something I can not know.
"Professor Gustav Lettmnan. From now on, answer my questions honestly."
The moment he opened his mouth, he clearly proved it with his voice.
I ended up hanging my head.
That guy...
My love, Nike.
“So, you’re going to go on your own now?”
"Then, should I just let you go? You're a suspicious person, after all. What if you do something like this again later?"
Vania thrust her gun deeply.
"I'm cooperating, so listen. If I had wanted to tell Dad, I would have yelled at him a dozen times, and you know that."
...That's right. If this kid screams right here, Ryan Wassenberg will come out.
If that happens, at least she will die for sure.
Luna didn't know what scheme this unknown kid was up to, but she had no choice but to follow her.
“...”
Kuk kuk. Luna started walking as Vania nudged her waist to urge her on.
And then she thought.
What is this? Did she suspect me from the beginning? It seems so. But if that's the case, why didn't she call her father and follow me obediently? She's holding a slingshot with no lethal power. If she keeps going like this, who else will be there besides me?
“Oh, right.”
Then Vania asked.
"Of course, you left a trace for my Dad. If you ever want to see your daughter again, I'll tell you where to find her. Something like that."
...A twelve-year-old who even checks if the kidnapping preparations are properly done.
Luna really doesn't know anymore.
“Yeah. I left it.”
“Yes. Let’s keep going.”
Luna walked to the agreed-upon location. After turning a few alleys and exiting onto the main road, she saw a carriage.
“Now put your hands down.”
At Vania's command, Luna lowered the arm she was holding.
Luna's father, Gustav Lettmann, was waiting in front of the carriage with an anxious look on his face.
“Luna...?”
Gustav was shocked to see his daughter brought in as if she had been kidnapped, even though she had said she would kidnap the girl.
“Sir? Open the carriage.”
An equally bewildered Vania ordered Gustav.
"What..."
“Hurry up.”
Gustav saw Vania aiming the gun at Luna's waist and did as she was told.
There was no one in the carriage.
“Surely... It’s just you and the coachman? Aren’t there any more mercenaries?”
"Would you like to be there?" Luna said, trying to hold back her anger.
"Oh my goodness. How could you be so careless? I took her too lightly, just because she was twelve years old."
Vania clicked her tongue and nodded to Gustav.
“Get in, sir.”
“Lu, Luna? What is this...?”
“Father, let’s get on first.”
Gustav jumped into the carriage in a panic. Luna and Vania followed.
And, tak.
Vania walked to the carriage door and locked it with her own hands.
'What kind of kid is this?'
Luna burst out laughing.
Only after the carriage had set off and gone some distance did Luna speak with relief.
“Are you an idiot? You came here on your own two feet, barely holding a gun, just to find out who your father is?”
“...”
"You've been kidnapped. When we get there, there will be plenty of adults who can easily subdue a child like you."
Luna was trying to scare her, but Vania just laughed.
"Of course, there would be something like that. If you weren't prepared for that, how could you threaten my dad when he comes looking for me tomorrow?"
“...”
Luna was speechless.
Does the child have any faith? No, even if she does, it all becomes meaningless the moment she steps onto this carriage.
Once at base, a twelve-year-old girl armed with a slingshot will be easily subdued.
'Are you smart or dumb?'
Luna stuck out her tongue as she looked at the child, who was now comfortably leaning back against the backrest with her arms crossed.
***
I didn't sleep; I was waiting with my gun loaded.
As expected, Amy sneaked into my room at dawn.
She must have underestimated me because I was twelve years old, so she dragged me out with a flimsy lie...
Amy's father, who was waiting as expected.
The carriage departs as expected.
If my guess is correct, this carriage is definitely headed to...
'Experimental base.'
And based on the information I heard from Revan...
The man riding in the carriage right now is Gustav Lettmann. Amy is his daughter, whose real name is Luna Lettmann.
Even if not, we must figure out the forces targeting Ryan anyway.
Whoever it is.
“How much further do we have to go?”
“We’ll be there soon.”
“Oh, really? That’s a relief that it’s not far. I guess it’s in Koenig.”
“...”
Amy glared at me.
Why was I kidnapped on my own two feet?
Of course there is.
What if, as I suspect, they're planning to resume the failed "power transplant experiment" discovered by our family twelve years ago?
Because we absolutely must find that base.
Where was the experimental base built, who were the involved forces, how large was its scale, and...
"To conduct experiments, you don't just need people with special abilities. You must have prepared test subjects who will receive these abilities."
Even in the past, test subjects were children with a high transplant rate. So, there must be children there who don't know anything.
If you want to go rescue those children, it's essential to count the number of people.
Since the goal is to get Ryan's cooperation anyway, I won't do anything to hurt him and make him angry...
Then, I'll pretend to be kidnapped and go into the base myself to determine the size and condition of the experimental base.
'If you turn back time, it's over.'
All I have to do is input all the information into my head and then go back in time to before I was kidnapped.
“Get down.”
The carriage stopped.
Residential area of Koenig.
There was a cluster of houses, and Amy led me to one of them.
"Mister."
I asked a question I had been holding back for fear that they might get scared and leave me in the middle.
So, to Amy's father.
“Is this Professor Gustav Lettman?”
“...!”
He's surprised. That's right.
Well, now it's certain.
“Raise your hand!”
Amy, or rather Luna, poked my waist as if seeking revenge.
I obediently raised both hands and followed Luna's lead.
In front is Professor Gustav.
Behind him is his daughter Luna.
In that state, he headed underground.
'They've really created such a space in an ordinary home.'
The stairs leading down to the basement were lined with candlesticks hanging from every wall. It felt like I'd descended three floors.
And as we got closer, the smell of blood stung my nose...
'Wait. The smell of blood?'
Why? Are the test subjects already injured?
I was flustered. It seemed I wasn't the only one flustered. Professor Gustav was also startled when he saw the bloodstains scattered at the entrance.
And then suddenly.
What I saw when I opened the door.
“What, what is going on!”
Five corpses of mercenaries were lying around with wounds around their necks, as if they had been cleanly decapitated.
“Ugh! Ububububub!”
“Whoohoo!”
And six researchers in white coats, bound with ropes and forced to kneel, their mouths gagged.
“What? Why is everyone like this!”
Luna pushed me from behind and jumped out. The woman began to remove the gags from the researchers' mouths.
'Does something seem wrong?'
I looked around the basement nervously.
It was a total mess. The cupboards were empty, as if someone had swept them clean. Broken bottles and flasks were scattered on the floor...
The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly. I could see a few wads of paper, as if something had just been burned. What could it be? Research materials, perhaps?
This, I have a feeling that something big is going on...
'I think it's from my father?'
Anyone can see that the forces trying to conceal this experimental base are the ones who have taken the initiative. In that case, Wassenberg is the most likely candidate.
“Back, back!”
Then one of the researchers, whose gag had finally been released, shouted.
Back?
"Dad!"
Luna shouted.
At the same time, a masked man hiding behind the door jumped out and held a sword to Gustav's neck.
“What are you, what are you, what are you!”
“Kneel down.”
Instead of answering, the man gave a soft command.
'Huh? What is it?'
For some reason, his voice felt familiar, and I froze for a moment.
Gustav and Luna knelt down, trembling as the man said.
I'm also joining in on the blunder.
I couldn't take my eyes off the man whose eyes I could only see.
Sharp eyes.
And blue eyes.
‘...That’s ridiculous.’
It's something I can never forget, something I can not know.
"Professor Gustav Lettmnan. From now on, answer my questions honestly."
The moment he opened his mouth, he clearly proved it with his voice.
I ended up hanging my head.
That guy...
My love, Nike.
Comments
Post a Comment