The bowstring was pulled.
Diana and Gabriel would have been detained, and their father would have been aware of the current situation.
They must be bewildered...
No matter how bad the two people's deeds were, ordinary people should not judge them.
Because the power possessed by those with supernatural abilities is their indulgence.
Therefore, at this point, the father's moves are predicted to fall into three categories.
[1. Storm the Imperial Palace, destroy everything, and bring out Diana and Gabriel. Probability of execution is less than 3%.]
There is almost no chance that Father would do such a thing. This is because it is a blatant violation of the law and an act of treason against the Imperial Family.
Unless he intends to live as a traitor, Father would have to slit the Emperor's throat and seize the empire... but that will never happen.
In fact, my father, who could have become Emperor at any time but did not.
This is because the life my father wants is not that of a leader of a dictatorship reigning over the heads of ants.
[2. Go to the Imperial Palace. Calmly ask about their intentions by saying, "With what audacity did you mess with a superpower user?" → Probability of execution over 90%]
It is a natural flow and the most likely move.
Because right now, Father is likely more puzzled than angry about why the ants suddenly attacked humans.
Whether he did this crazy thing because he wanted to die, or if he had something up his sleeve. I will ask him directly and decide my next move based on his answer.
Our plan to exterminate the Wassenberg can only be implemented if Father chooses number 2 without any surprises.
But.
Just in case. If he chooses case [3]...
"Dad! What are you doing?"
"Incarceration."
“You must be crazy!”
Ryan was rattling my room door, as if he were locking it. I hurriedly ran over and stopped him.
"Don't even think about crawling out."
"How are you going to solve this without me?"
"It'll work out somehow."
"What is that reckless remark?"
[ 3. Beat Ryan. Trial probability unpredictable.]
This is a case where someone comes to Belzer to ask Ryan the question that should be asked at the Imperial Palace: 'With what audacity did you mess with a superpower user?'
This case is very dangerous.
Unlike the situation where we are negotiating with the Imperial Palace, I won't show any mercy.
"If he comes, I'll just kill him."
"Are you crazy?"
Ryan will be interrogated.
However, no matter what happens, he must not be discovered to be the possessor of <Instant Death>.
Because then, all the effort we have built up will go down the drain right before success is within our grasp.
Well, if the superpowered individuals we need to eliminate, including my father, were to swarm in all at once, we could just kill them all instantly on the spot, but...
'He's not a fool, so there's no way.'
Father will send one interrogator.
It is highly likely to be the first.
That situation cannot be resolved by regression either.
If he is absolutely determined to rob Ryan, he will attack you a hundred times anyway, no matter how many times you turn back time.
So I kept thinking about how to respond, but no matter how much I thought about it, there was only one way.
I am stepping forward.
I had to use my ability to escape the situation.
A supernatural ability that has been possessed for a long time but has never been used even once.
I might end up using that this time.
"That is an offensive special ability."
“Huh?”
Ryan said something random.
A superpower that attacks my mental state.
"Aha!"
...That's definitely true.
"Don't worry too much. They won't come here. Of course, they'll go to the Imperial Palace."
"It's past the time if they were going to leave, so why haven't you heard from them yet?"
"...I know."
Ryan was scheduled to leave for the capital for the 'execution' once he received word that everything had gone according to plan.
But so far...
There is no news.
"Dad."
I held Ryan's hand tightly.
"Think of this as the final obstacle. If they come to take us down, let's close our eyes tightly and hold on just this once. Then, good days will come."
"Hey."
"Yes."
"Even if good days come... life without you has no meaning to me."
"Oh?"
I choked up for a moment. So touching....
"Brother, me too! I love you!"
"So, absolutely do not come out."
“Ay!”
Ryan tried to put a lock on my room again.
I stopped him and said.
"Dad."
"..."
"I love you."
“...Uh, me too.”
"Let's finish this quickly and live happily."
"..."
Ryan looked at me silently.
I hugged him quietly.
And I prayed.
May the great undertaking succeed easily.
Father, go to the Imperial Palace quietly as planned. I hope you negotiate peacefully with them.
I hope my father’s gun has run out.
I hope you're incredibly clueless...
Please don't come here...
***
The power to summon lightning, <Divine Punishment>.
Top-tier attack type Bless.
It was the power of the first Duke of Wassenberg, the first person with supernatural abilities to appear.
It is an ability that is no exaggeration to say is the symbol of Wassenberg, and it is also the reason why the family crest is a lightning-struck eagle.
“Aaaahhh!”
"Ahh!”
A power of a different caliber that first revealed the power of [superpowered individuals] to everyone and began to instill awe.
"S-Save me... Aaaah!"
"Please, Aaaargh!"
David Wassenberg, the eldest son of the family who will become the next owner of Wassenberg barring any unforeseen circumstances and the holder of the <Divine Punishment> of this generation, is currently in Belzer.
Although he was an uninvited guest, it was not difficult to step onto someone else's land.
He was granted permission to use his supernatural ability, which he had strictly restrained in accordance with his father's wishes.
“Aaaahhh!”
"Aaaargh! Argh!!!"
He walked confidently into the entrance of the estate and burned to death everyone he encountered or blocked.
'Now I finally understand what Father said.'
David did not understand his father when he was young.
Why do superpowered beings, who possess abilities comparable to gods, live by annoying norms just like humans?
Why doesn't Father try to swallow this world?
Why does he not reign at the pinnacle of power?
Whenever the son had a question, the father said.
"You must live by fitting in appropriately within the laws and social norms created by humans. Otherwise, those with supernatural abilities will end up empty."
This ability, which he has rarely used indiscriminately except in special cases or on the battlefield, as he faithfully followed his father's orders.
However, while committing a senseless massacre today, David finally fully understood his father's words.
Humans who die and vanish with just a single wave of the hand.
They don't feel human.
Worm.
Little things.
A species completely different from oneself.
Most of the world is filled with these kinds of people.
But what would happen if humans could not feel equal?
What would happen if I keenly felt that I am a being who cannot be classified like them?
Clearly, the lives of those with supernatural abilities will be filled with emptiness.
If only those with supernatural abilities were to live as they pleased in a world filled entirely with insects...
Yes, of course.
It will probably be dull and boring.
"Who are you? Identify yourself."
"The gates of the castle cannot be opened to those who are not invited."
As he reached the front of the lord's castle, rows of soldiers, five on each side, stood in David's way.
He could tell at a glance that he wasn't a core talent Ryan was carefully grooming. That was a bit disappointing.
<God's Punishment>
As David lightly swung his raised hand downward, a streak of lightning fell from the clear sky.
"Aaaargh!!!"
"Ah! Aaaah!!"
One day, divine punishment descended upon the head of a human being like a worm.
The sounds of wrath in agony and the foul smell of burning flesh. Soon, ten pitch-black corpses collapsed helplessly and crumbled.
“Open.”
At the command, David's escorts, who had come with him, personally pushed open the castle gate.
David headed inside without hesitation.
The castle was quiet.
As he entered the castle, where everyone had hidden—perhaps to avoid innocent casualties— he saw a maid running away.
She lies face down in shock.
"Hey. The Lord will soon, my, come down..."
"What."
Hearing an angry voice, David raised his head.
Ryan was coming down the stairs from the second floor.
“What are you doing?”
David slowly scanned his younger brother's face.
He definitely felt uncomfortable.
Ryan, his very existence.
After being excommunicated and thrown into prison, he painstakingly served his sentence and came out, struggling to survive.
Hasn't a relationship that should have ended without knowing whether they were dead or alive continued quite tenaciously?
Just when I think I've forgotten about it, he does things that are a constant reminder of the troubles, and after finally snatching up the imperial family's connections and crawling his way up, at this very moment.
He dared to make me travel here in person.
There is... something. Definitely.
"Aren't you going to answer? You barged in out of nowhere, asking what you're doing. I never invited you."
"Do I have to say that out loud?"
David looked to the side.
A huge window overlooking the Mind Territory, which is lower in elevation than the castle, at a glance.
He drew his finger down toward the clear sky in the landscape inside the window.
Flash.
A streak of lightning struck.
"Hey, you bastard!!!"
Ryan shouted in shock.
"How am I supposed to know why you came! If you have something to say, just say it! I'll answer!"
"Brother."
“...Yes, brother.”
"What gives the Imperial Family the confidence to act so high and mighty?"
"Why... don't you go to the Imperial Palace to ask that? Why come here to ask?"
<God's Punishment>
Lightning strikes outside once again.
"Aargh! Damn it, bro! Stop it!!!"
It is impossible to know where or who has passed away.
"Say it! Huh? Say it out loud!!!"
Suffocating psychological torture unfolding over the hostage.
"Please..."
It was a fight where we were bound to lose our will to fight from the very beginning.
"What is the Imperial Family relying on?"
"I don't know. It must be the military."
"Are you a person with superpowers?"
...Ha.
Ryan let out a hollow laugh.
"That's bullshit..."
David tried to gesture toward the window again. Ryan screamed.
"What do you want me to do?! What kind of answer do you want?! Fine, I'm a superpowered person! Is that all I'm supposed to say?!"
<God's Punishment>
"Aaaargh! Damn it!!!"
"What are you hiding?"
"..."
The will to converse is lost. This meaningless question will be repeated endlessly until everyone is killed and eliminated.
This is the reason Ryan must hide his power until the very end and then hunt down the superpowered individuals all at once.
Because those with superpowers can take every human on this land hostage at any time.
"Ah."
At that moment, David's face lit up.
"Come here, you."
With his gaze fixed on Ryan's back, he flicked his finger at someone.
Ryan froze, unable to bring himself to look back.
Small footsteps coming down the stairs as David ordered.
The moment it passes by.
Ryan instinctively grabbed that arm.
...It's Vania.
He tightened his grip on the arm he was holding. Vania tried to shake it off. But Ryan couldn't let go.
"Brother, I really don't know anything. I don't even know why you're doing this to me. Please don't do this."
"..."
"What should I do? Should I kneel? Should I pat the top of my foot?"
David chuckled, satisfied with Ryan's desperate attitude. Vania was the perfect hostage.
"Right. Come to think of it, I’ve been arrogantly keeping up with you all this time."
Dump.
Ryan knelt down right where he had been standing without a moment's hesitation.
David walked closer with heavy steps.
Yank.
"Ah!"
He grabbed Vania by the hair and pulled her to his side.
"Brother!!!"
Ryan screamed with reddened eyes. That reaction convinced David. If it were Vania, Ryan would open his mouth.
If something is being 'missed' as Father feared, he can torture Vania to find out for sure.
David turned Vania around so she could be seen clearly by Ryan and began the interrogation while lightly gripping her neck.
"Answer carefully from now on."
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