Published: September 10, 2025
※2016/4/13 Typo corrections made.
※2016/4/9 Partial revisions made.
Satou here. Terrorism is tragic and violent. In modern society, terrorism that targets civilians behind the military rather than the military itself is a major problem. And terrorism exists even in another world――.
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“Use of skills including unique skills is prohibited.”
Suppressing the troublesome sprouting of problems, I used my "Compulsion (Geass)" skill on the false apostle who looked up at me with a resentful gaze.
The decorative cape on their noble attire was too small to cover their body completely, and they had been fidgeting restlessly for a while now.
It seemed they hadn’t noticed that they had been affected by my "Compulsion (Geass)" skill.
‘...Pervert.’
I took a large shirt out of my storage bag and threw it over the protesting false apostle's head.
“Stay quiet for a while.”
‘Don’t look at me, you perv!’
Somehow, it reminded me of my rebellious younger sister during her puberty.
I averted my gaze from the false apostle struggling to put on the shirt to avoid exposing their skin and entrusted the following to Sera, whose subtle smile was somewhat frightening.
Maybe it’s just my imagination, but the false apostle’s choice of words in Japanese seemed childish.
I wondered if there was some reason they used masculine speech.
While pondering that, the prince and a muscular warrior approached us.
They seemed to have sensed that the situation had been resolved.
“Sir Pendragon, I know the human tribe is capable of mating year-round, but please be mindful of time and place.”
“Exactly. If you’re going to strip and violate prisoners, at least do it somewhere like the nearby bushes.”
Apparently, the guards at the checkpoint thought I had stripped the false apostle naked by force.
The soldiers turned their faces away awkwardly, and the refugee women and children looked scared.
Among the refugees, only one woman who looked like a prostitute was flashing her cleavage as a form of appeal. Quite cunning.
“It’s a misunderstanding. It seems her tool went out of control and even turned her own clothes into salt. I destroyed the tool, so there is no longer any danger.”
I showed the broken device I took out from my pocket.
Of course, it was an unrelated discarded item that only looked similar to the false apostle’s.
If I recall correctly, it was a failed “magical device that mutually converts magic power and electricity” commissioned from Dr. Jahad of the Echigoya Trading Company.
The eccentric doctor seemed fascinated by it and after working on the new aerodynamic engine, he was now absorbed in that challenge.
When I visited Echigoya Trading Company earlier, a Japanese boy named Aoi, who was Dr. Jahad’s assistant, complained that he had no time to do his own research.
Anyway――.
The prince glanced at the scrap and lost interest, then shifted his gaze to the operatives.
“I understand that captors have priority over prisoners of war, but I would like those men to be handed over to our country.”
“If you agree to entrust the custody of that woman to me, I have no objections.”
It’s easier to leave the troublesome cleanup of operatives to the relevant state.
Since the prince readily agreed to my terms, the false apostle Kei came under my custody.
Her dangerous unique skills are sealed, so I plan to place her somewhere safe and comfortable like the Zaikuon Temple or a convent in the city.
A soldier with appraisal skill and a Zaikuon Temple priest with the "Judgment Eyes" skill hurried over to the prince and whispered in his ear.
They reported that the operatives were not mere rioters.
“Incitement and brainwashing?”
“That’s a despicable skill... I wonder if there are people among them using mental magic on their comrades?”
“Don’t be stupid. If there’s anyone using such despicable magic, I’ll have the wyverns tear them apart.”
Mental magic seems to be more disliked than I thought.
I’ll keep it a secret that I’m a mental magic user here.