I, the Lord of the Fifth Heavenly Throne, flow out of all things!

To put it simply, this is...

“Here’s the deal.”

Reinhardt was casually stating a boring fact. He looked at Calcraft in front of him and said calmly, "Whether you die here or live as a puppet... no matter which side you choose, the result will be the same."

In his opinion, if he accepted it, he would lose his freedom and his own will.

From now on, everything you do will be determined by the will of others.

"Is this... the Propaganda Department?"

Calcraft picked up the document in front of him and took a look. Then he burst into laughter and said, "So-called intelligence operation?"

Today, Germany can have a leader with outstanding abilities, which is inseparable from the assistance of the Minister of Propaganda.

Paul Joseph Goebbels.

Today's German politician and orator.

The other party is now the Minister of National Education and Propaganda of the German Empire. He is good at speaking and is known as the "propaganda genius" and the "Nazi mouthpiece". He defends the regime and maintains the system of the Third Reich with an iron fist and is considered to be the "man who created Hitler."

With Calcraft's eloquent speech, he is perfectly suited for the work in the Propaganda Department.

"Your Excellency the President is flawless in this regard. Rather than identifying one or two of the numerous enemies, it is better to take advantage of the fact that you have been targeted so far and have survived this time. In other words, use your divination skills to predict the future."

Reinhardt's words were filled with contempt, because this was something he could not understand.

"Centuries, Nostradamus, it seems that the ladies of Berlin are now interested in these things, and the public opinion is ultimately just the opinions of women and children - we will win, and Your Excellency the Prime Minister will definitely lead the country to prosperity. In order to erase the defeat in the previous war and boost morale, Nostradamus is necessary... That's what the group of people above think."

This is what the German leader thinks today. Even if he narrowly escapes death, the best thing he should do is to maximize his benefits.

Since Calkraft is so good at predicting, whether it is true or not, let's use his existence to boost the morale of Germany today.

Of course, it would be even better if Calcraft really had the ability.

The benefits will be greater.

However, there is one thing that Reinhardt and even the top leaders may not have thought of.

The person they are talking about, "Nostradamus", is exactly the other identity of the man named Calcraft in the past.

Nostradamus was a French doctor who lived in medieval Europe and a French "prophet" famous for his talent in astrology.

The French were so convinced and admired him that even King Henry II of France summoned him to the palace so that he could predict good and bad fortune for the country.

Five years later, he left the French court and came to Chalons, where he spent four years completing a strange book.

This book is the famous work "Chronicles of the World".

As for why the Mercury Snake took on that identity, just think about what country Margaret Bruyne was from when she was alive.

Those who understand pure love and pure affection will understand the things about dogs.

click -

After Reinhardt finished speaking, he opened the cell door without waiting for Calcraft in the prison to answer whether he accepted it or not.

Then, he casually threw the key to open the handcuffs onto the other person's thigh.

Dead or Alive.

No matter what choice the man in front of him makes, he must first get out of here.

Calcraft's posture also proved that he was 'not good at fighting'. Even if he didn't look like that, it was impossible for him to escape in this situation.

Reinhardt thought he could easily bring him to his knees.

After all, no one has been able to escape from him so far.

"So, what should we do, Master Magician?"

Reinhardt looked at Calcraft, who was sitting indifferent in the cell, and told him simply and shockingly that he now had only two choices.

"The cell door is already open. It's up to you to open the shackles that bind you. If you come out, you can avoid death, but it also means that your free will will be taken away and you will become a lackey of the army. As I said just now, it doesn't matter to me. Perhaps killing you here can be considered merciful in a sense, so for the sake of justice, I will give you the opportunity to choose."

Although this statement was not fair in its original meaning, Reinhardt did not care.

After all, no matter what, the final result is to make the man in front of you surrender.

If you do not accept it, you will die physically.

To accept it would be spiritual death.

Either side can be said to be the devil's choice, and Reinhardt will only execute it indifferently.

He was a person whose depression was ruined because he had let go of everything.

And when he had no enthusiasm in his heart and was just waiting for the other party to make a choice like an assembly line...

"you……"

Calcraft responded not to the choice but to further questioning.

"Why do you look so unsatisfied?"

Just like a pure child, the trickster asked such a strange question.

【****You attach too much importance to death in your **** eyes, so you lack the ****value of living***. 】

"What……?"

When Reinhardt heard Calcraft's question, a chaotic noise suddenly appeared in his head, or he recalled the words he had heard in the past.

who is it?

Who has ever said such a thing to himself?

A strong sense of emptiness spread in Reinhardt's mind, causing him to have strong doubts.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

And at this moment, something seemed to be grasped in Reinhardt's heart.

Nature?

precipitation?

nothingness?

I don’t understand and it’s impossible to understand because I have never felt it before, so I can only repeat something with a frown.

"Oops..."

Seeing this situation, Calcraft sighed exaggeratedly, and he lowered his eyes in a very ostentatious manner, like a character in a drama.

It was as if he was saying, "How could this be?", and his actions were like acting.

It was a mocking gesture, but it seemed like he agreed with it from the bottom of his heart. His deep-sea eyes stared at Reinhardt in front of him and said:

"Even Goebbels' decision can be overturned depending on the situation. No, not only that, as the head of the Gestapo, if you have a further idea, you can force the Prime Minister into a desperate situation, right?"

"At such a young age, you have such status, power and talent, and you are the Black Prince who controls the Anbu of the Empire that dominates the world... As a man, there is no one who doesn't want to be someone like you."

"But why? You, the noble gentleman with the skeleton on your back, are as depressed as a toddler who is disappointed because the game is too boring?"

After saying this, it was like a dissection operation on Reinhard.

The words saw through him inside and out.

It would be a lie to say that Reinhardt was not at all shocked by what Calcraft said.

But this is not because my inner thoughts were guessed.

It was the feeling he had for others, a feeling that even he himself could not describe, but the man in front of him could make a judgment about it.

So, I was shocked...

"I am very interested and concerned. You are really intriguing."

As Calcraft spoke, he stood up and slowly walked out of the cell, but his voice did not stop.

His tone was clear, hesitant, and faint, full of some strange emotions, but unintentional and absolute, like a musician whose singing reached the heavenly world.

The trickster's voice sounded like singing, and it seemed as if he was slowly peeling off his human skin, turning into an incomprehensible monster. He continued to ask:

"Where does your hungry heart come from and where does it go? What are you pursuing and confused about?"

If you are someone who is confused about the world, these words are extremely misleading.

However, these words, which should have been discarded as nonsense by Reinhardt, became a poison like mercury that seeped into his body and even his mind.

But Reinhardt came to his senses and a cold curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

After all, whether from a personal or official standpoint, he had no need to answer this question.

“…I am the one asking the question, not to mention your life… eh—!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?”

【It doesn’t matter】

Calcraft would answer.

His eyes and ears seemed to see what was happening next and heard the answer from the person in front of him.

So Reinhardt's words were suddenly interrupted, and his brows were tightly frowned.

At this moment, his ears, no, it should be said that his head was filled with some strange noises.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

It was like boiling oil was poured into the brain. Although there was no such pain, a similar sound was boiling in the head.

Noise, noise, devilish sound... the chaotic sounds filled Reinhardt's mind, causing him to be corroded by some kind of virus-like [nothingness].

"……What's this!?"

When Reinhardt said this, the noise in his head became more intense, like a bomb that had exploded.

Because in my memory, I cannot say "what is this", and this is also something I have never said.

But now that I realized something was wrong and said it out loud, this resulted in the shattering of what I already knew.

The current conversation, as well as the previous one, made Reinhardt feel nauseous.

As long as you think about that kind of memories, they will burst out in your head and soul like a fountain.

Because those scenes have been repeated countless times and are already known.

In this situation, it is natural to go crazy the next moment.

But Reinhardt didn't. He frowned and looked at Calcraft in front of him.

At this moment, the other person was still smiling in his eyes, and the whole person was swaying in front of his eyes like an unreal shadow.

——I know you are laughing.

When I see the other person's smiling face, this sense of déjà vu arises in my heart at the same time.

Disgusting, abominable, contemptible.

Ah…ah…I want to destroy it!

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97

Chapter 97 [Throne of God] Fujii Ren: I am your death.

Chapter 97 [Throne of God] Fujii Ren: I am your death.

"Oh my, what's wrong with you, Lieutenant General?"

Looking at Reinhard's handsome face becoming more and more distorted, the fraudster Calcraft in the shadows still watched the discomfort of the man in front of him with an unchanging smile.

At this moment, Reinhardt's head was filled with a sickening sense of dread, and his heart was eroded by a maddening sense of emptiness.

The reason why he didn't go crazy immediately was because his own will was not something that belonged to ordinary mortals.

"You don't look very well. You need to lie down in the dormitory and have a good rest."

Calcraft was like a good friend and a doctor, comforting Reinhardt:

"Your beauty, which shines like gold, seems to be deformed and distorted. Women in the world will definitely sigh at your loss of beauty, right?"

"No need, just take care of yourself and stop saying such nonsense."

Reinhardt shook his head vigorously. Although his expression relaxed a little, his frown still showed no sign of relaxing.