Chapter 129 – 33. Murder Practice (2)
On a darkly lit stage, two men and women faced each other.
Nobles and commoners.
Narrative class and non-attribute.
Neat shirts and drab jumpsuits.
Executioner Minho slowly approached the death row inmate, who was in perfect opposition to him, holding a sword.
In the face of a death that was getting closer, the terrorist Kayna did not run away. Even so, she did not take the posture to attack Minho. She didn’t look desperate or resigned.
Keina was the first person I saw in this class.
So far, all the prisoners have been busy trying to find a way out as soon as the restraints are released, or sitting on the floor and crying.
None of her stood still in her place, as calm and upright as she was.
“This world is wrong!”
Keina’s will was also extraordinary.
All of the other guys insisted on their innocence and resentment, or prayed that they would never commit crimes in the future if they were spared.
How dare you insult this world in the first place.
Do you want to say that I am not wrong, that it is this society that is wrong?
“I’m a powerless and poor commoner. I’m a commoner who couldn’t play comfortably since I was young and had to work to make ends meet. But! I’m a person just like you!”
Instead of begging for her life, the terrorist began a long speech.
She spoke fast She shouted out the words clearly, like a rapid-fire rap, knowing that she could shut up at any time, depending on the sword-bearer’s heart.
I turned my head to see Minho, who stopped walking and stood frozen in the middle of the stage.
“I want to eat delicious meals every day like you all! I want to study attributes, magic, and swords like you all! Me too… I also want to sleep well every day!”
Her sentences burned hotly as if she knew that this was the last moment of her life. I felt an indescribable sense of urgency in her breathy voice, Kina.
The execution ground, where the heart of a condemned prisoner was pierced, suddenly turned into a stage for preaching the thoughts of the ideological criminal.
‘Isn’t this dangerous?’
The professor didn’t seem to have any intention of breaking in to block her pierced mouth.
It was very fortunate for Kayna.
From her point of view, this scene was an opportunity for genius, where various conditions were just right.
The place of execution was accidentally designated as the academy, a space only for the awakened and wealthy.
Unfortunately, today was an open class day, so there were more spectators than usual watching the stage.
Fortunately, the enforcer was the idealist Minho.
Keina would soon lose her life, but if she could make even one person in this position on the same side, her wish would become clearer.
Of course, this would require some persuasion.
“I think the same as you, feel the same emotions, and have the same desires! But why can’t I and you! Why can’t I live and you live well! It’s unequal!”
Two streams of tears flowed down Kayna’s face, as if a sad feeling had risen.
However, the audience, including me, was indifferent. Not particularly agitated, he waited with bored eyes for the scene where blood would spurt from the condemned prisoner’s body.
The vast majority of nobles from birth cannot sympathize with the joys and sorrows of the common people. Because I was raised and educated that way.
Even more so, for the noble bodies chosen by the gods by acquiring attributes, the cry of shamanism was only a last resort.
Compared to the aristocratic family, I come from an ordinary family, but from the beginning, I had the mindset that only I and the people around me could do well.
The notion of “Good” Here is relative. I need a human mountain to climb. If the common people did not live well, conversely, it meant that I would live well, so her feelings did not shake my heart.
“That’s because you’re weak.”
Minho finally broke his silence and started moving to fulfill his duty. And the guy who kindly answers Keina’s questions. Before killing her, the idea of relieving the woman’s resentment as much as possible was glimpsed.
“Weak…? Who wanted to be weak? We want to be strong too! But, isn’t the starting line different between you and us?!”
“Because you’re weak… You need strength to achieve something. You’re weak, so you can’t achieve your will.”
“What is that…!”
Minho’s reaction was unexpected.
I like his inflexible personality
“Whatever you want, kidnapping and terrorism are wrong!”
In the same way, I thought I would point out the facts of her crime.
The point that it was weak was very different from what I expected.
‘Has it changed?’
“Kuhhuck… Cool…”
The sharp blade pierced Kayna’s torso. Her pupils lost focus, and her prison uniform turned bloody. She was a one-hit killer. I could feel the good intentions of minimizing the suffering of the death row inmates.
“Student Minho Park has completely passed her class with this. Congratulations.”
Minho came off the stage to a quiet applause from the audience. His face, far from being happy that he had passed the test, looked like he was chewing shit.
“Next, after stopping, students. Please come up on stage.”
I crossed with Minho in front of the stairs. His eyes followed my back. There was no talk in my gait.
I could feel many eyes on the stage.
I was acquainted with some of them.
Senior Adele, vice-president of the academy’s security department, and Senior Ian, president of the commoners’ dormitory. These were not students. That meant that I had purposely come all the way to this corner building to see today’s open class.
Was execution treated as a kind of spectacle in the Empire? Well, if you haven’t been to a battlefield, you’re unlikely to see a corpse or a murder scene. If I hadn’t taken this class, I might have attended an open class.
And, one more person who knows the face.
After taking the maiden of Amer, the [Heaven] Attribute, which had grown significantly, sensed the presence of a woman assimilated into the shade of the basement.
Dark mirror Leah.
The tool of the imperial family and the [Shadow] Transcendent was observing the class while hiding in the dark.
Her presence was so faint that she might not have noticed if it had been before she ate Amer.
“······.”
Leah’s purpose in hiding here and the implications of the sudden public class will be put aside for a while,
I looked at the withered man in front of me.
Like Keina, a non-attribute commoner terrorist from ‘Blue Bird’.
He opened his mouth wide for a new speech, the last of his departed comrades.
“We are that, kek…”
He could only open his mouth. He pushed forward, a sky-blue mana spear squeezed between his parted lips, shattering his fragile cervical vertebrae and puncturing his neck.
The corpse crumbling against the backdrop of soaring blood and spinal fluid, the audience welcomed it with louder applause than before.
“It was a simple and elegant execution. Thank you for the demonstration, student Jung Ji-hoo.”
Immediately after the professor’s praise and thanks, senior Adele Griff came up to me from the stands.
“Hello junior Jihoo. I came here to scout talented people, but I didn’t know you were here either.”
“Are you talking about the Security Department?”
“Yeah. An attitude that doesn’t hesitate to deal with criminals, and a murder experience. That’s exactly what we need.”
In fact, her recruitment offer was the second. The first one was received after the Curse Real incident, and I withheld an answer at that time.
“Am I getting more greedy after seeing you today? Make sure to choose us instead of the boring student council guys! Let’s work together from the second semester of this year.”
A slender beauty with flowing blue hair. Adele, the princess of the royal family of Griff, will be a senior in the next year and the president of the Security Department.
On the other hand, the current and future president of the student body is Dave Von Kairos, the 2nd Prince.
In fact, at this point, my choice was almost fixed.
“I will think positively.”
* * *
You must have the strength to achieve your dreams.
No matter how ambitious a dream and noble will you may have, it is of no use if you lack strength.
Park Min-ho only recently realized this obvious truth.
I thought anything would be possible if I had the mental strength to not give up and not give up.
He lost Eugene right in front of his eyes. He couldn’t save his precious classmate.
Because Park Min-ho is weak.
His skills were not enough to subdue the runaway Eugene,
There was no knowledge of getting her body back to normal.
Force. Wealth. Authority. Intellect.
Strength. Strength. Strength. Strength.
You need strength. A lot of that too.
His dream was so huge that it couldn’t be compared to saving a single person, so he had no choice with tolerable abilities.
‘It’s a religion…’
In Park Min-ho’s mind, who longed for strength, a conversation with the archbishop a few days ago came to mind.
The priest who held the memorial service for Yujin came with a proposal along with the will of the [Light] Church.
Park Min-ho was thinking about this positively. The power of the continent’s largest church could never be ignored. If only I could borrow it myself…
“It’s Minho.”
“Huh? Senior Ian?”
Senior Lee Ahn, a senior in the 3rd year representing the academy commoner dormitory, spoke to Minho Park.
“I thought you would take this class.”
Apparently, the senior was one of the people who came to watch the open class.
Park Min-ho could not understand their attitude. Death is a tragedy, and the death penalty is a necessary evil. I can’t sympathize with the people who come to see these sad events.
Of course, he didn’t ask such a question.
Park Min-ho returned to the commoner dormitory with senior Lee Ahn alone. Jihoo had a schedule later, so he headed elsewhere first. He was also busy and capable.
“By the way, today’s death row inmates are all a bit unusual. Members of the Blue Bird. Are they like this?”
“No. Until last week, they were all murderers or rapists.”
“Hmm…”
At the same time as the answer, a feeling of vomiting welled up inside.
Park Min-ho killed a pioneer who insisted on human rights and equality. Although she was a little harsh in her crime, it was plain wrong.
Kina just wanted to live like a human being. She is just like everyone else, fair and rich. Her last speech was very moving, and at that moment, Park Min-ho was moved to tears.
It was inevitable that she executed her, but…
The feeling of stabbing precious lives and correct thoughts was so terrible.
This, too, was due to her own weakness.
Because I did not yet have the power to change the world so that everyone is happy.
Park Min-ho planned to train hard to grow his strength today.
“Minho, do you have a minute?”
Until the senior handed over a favor.
“I have a lot of questions about the social structure of Earth… Can you explain it to me?”
