The Royal Academy is really royal.
It means it's a place where the country is investing that much.
There's a window for sending letters right inside the school building. However, it's not in the dormitory but in the building where classes are held, so we had to go there.
At first I thought it was strange, but digging through memories, the school needs to send news about children to various parents.
Originally, there's bound to be a lot of mail volume. Rather, it's strange that there's no post office inside the school building.
So I headed to the main building where the post office is with Victoria.
The first floor there.
If you go to the left, you come to the classrooms where we usually study, and if you go to the right, you come to the administrative office.
Go inside and there's a post office. There's a dedicated window that performs exactly the same role.
This is information Victoria doesn't know. And it's information that's hard to know, but fortunately Kanna knew this.
So when we came to the front of the administrative office and Victoria hesitated without going in, I patted her back.
Why are you nervous about something like this? Where did the Victoria who slaughtered fishmen go?
I grabbed her hand and took her inside, heading straight to the place where you can send letters.
After that, I call Victoria to write the home address.
Looking at the address, I realized her mistake and grabbed her hand. Then after advising that she forgot her parents moved, I write the address that was written on the envelope of the letter she received.
And after handing the letter to a clerk with darkened eyes as if he hadn't been able to sleep well for a few days for some reason, we left that place.
"Will they receive the letter properly?"
"They should if nothing happens."
Before, I often saw their faces through harvesters. Considering their location, they're living in an area quite far from the center of Bern City.
Now, most of the harvesters in Bern City are occupying the center of Bern City. Only a very small number have left Bern City entirely and moved to other nearby cities.
Maybe the Bete family has also left Bern City and gone outside completely.
Since Morris and Beatrice aren't harvesters, I can't know for sure, but at least I haven't seen them among the people resisting in the city center.
I've memorized all the faces of people resisting inside through harvesters.
Therefore, the letter should be able to reach Victoria's family in most cases.
I've also hinted to the king that special events are happening in Bern City, or created an event where Victoria communicates with her parents.
I've done everything I can do. Now I quietly organize the situation that's currently flowing.
Currently, warmth is coming in sporadically.
The groups of harvesters sending warmth are largely three.
One is the harvesters of Bern City.
Most belong to the Purple Twilight Society and are trying to cause something like the Yellow Turban Rebellion. I'm expecting it because it's certain to cause numerous casualties.
Another is the harvesters of the Brightshin slums.
More of these died than expected.
Where would poor people whose strength and physical abilities increased work?
The answer is jobs that use strength.
They engage in basic jobs like delivering things, or lifting and lowering heavy things. And most of that isn't done inside buildings, but outside buildings.
And outside, black thorn trees spread fiercely.
If they were inside buildings, they collapsed after being pierced by thorns creeping in slowly, but most people outside buildings were hit by black thorn trees rushing on the roads.
People who died instantly in the middle of the road died happily. Most fell asleep in pain while bleeding profusely with parts of their bodies torn off by thorns.
And they died slowly.
Even people who could live if they stopped the bleeding can't stop the blood if they lose consciousness. In addition, considering the senses that can be perceived even while asleep, there were also thorn trees digging into people collapsed on the ground.
Even if they didn't receive wounds that would make them lose their lives until falling asleep, they might have died from being stabbed afterwards.
By the way, Maleficent didn't care about people dying like that. She just cast a curse to put them all to sleep, and was planning to present humiliation to the royal family by taking them hostage.
After being beaten dozens of times by harvesters, she was thinking they would apologise while crying and wailing, then transformed into a dragon and breathed fire to burn down the capital.
The harvesters who fought her...
There aren't many people with superpowers in the capital, so even if they all die, it's not much of a loss, so I don't care either way.
But overall, it's a bit regrettable that too many harvesters died.
Still, it's not too bad.
It's still a time just coming out of hardship, and a lot of labor will be needed to repair the damaged city, so it will be a good time for the surviving harvesters in the capital.
So when life blooms, the descendants of harvesters will increase.
Hehe.
Lastly, harvesters from other worlds.
These move to overcome the reality they're in with their newly gained powers.
Particularly uncivilized worlds don't produce much warmth, and advanced ones don't produce little warmth.
Just, they give warmth depending on how that person acts.
The production of warmth is creaking but still giving a little warmth like dividends of safe stocks.
This is going well, at least from my perspective. I don't think I can get much on the first spoonful.
I can be patient.
What I'm pondering now is another part.
When I gave the knowledge of the Great Kraken and Primordial Heavenly Lord, which one would develop the world more excellently.
Not everyone gains knowledge just because knowledge is given, and no one used it right away even after gaining it.
Therefore, many test subjects are needed to test by giving knowledge.
Like a cleric in classic games, I think I need to keep going to places where there are many injured people and making harvesters.
Because there are still many people left to transform.
"Whew, it's really a scary world."
Maybe because I don't usually talk much, by the time we finished walking the path to the main gate, Victoria opened her mouth muttering like that.
Is that so? Maybe.
"Let's go out and get some fresh air."
"Let's do that."
I nodded at Victoria's words. Originally, she has no resistance to being alone or sitting still in one place doing something.
But it seems the situation she's experiencing now is frustrating.
Is it normal to worry not knowing what happened to your parents?
Most memories say it's not, so it seems it's not natural. Then let's say Victoria grew up receiving love properly.
Such Victoria is trying to go outside to relieve the anxiety related to her parents that just arose.
As soon as I said I'd go together, Victoria smiled brightly and clung to my side. Then she pulled me out straight through the main gate.
But not long after going out, Victoria stopped thinking she could play.
Because the place where the witch clawed and passed still remains.
Deep wounds remain on roads and buildings, and in some places, bloodstains that haven't been erased yet remain.
The city was gloomy rather than bright, and people wandering the streets and abandoned debris show that what happened not long ago is reality.
"Let's go back."
Victoria finally said that and turned her steps back gloomily.
Victoria, who returned to the dormitory like that, chased me away saying she's tired and wants to rest.
I know she's sitting depressed alone in the room, but there are days like that too.
I left her and returned to my lodging.
* * *
The next day.
It's still a weekday, but this week is a day off from the Royal Academy.
So to effectively utilize the empty time, I left the lodging early in the morning. I'm not going out to make new harvesters as usual.
The location I'm going to isn't near Brightshin either. Brightshin itself is a place that fell into a slum as the city area became old and shabby and aged, so it's almost in the center of the capital.
But this time, the place I'm heading is outside the capital.
It would be nice if there was a means to go quickly, but I only have my body, so I ran hard.
Fortunately, memories of running in the first world remain, so running wasn't difficult. Rather, it was much more comfortable to balance and run without large breasts like then.
Still, it's only a little faster than an adult walking at a quick pace. The problem of being short is unavoidable.
So after running for a long time, around when the sun rose to the zenith.
I arrived at the boundary of the capital.
Surprisingly, there are no city walls. No, traces of city walls were passed long ago. Here too, as the city grew, the area where people live became wider than the range the walls could encompass long ago, so there are no walls controlling entry and exit.
So countless people come and go, but there are also many police patrolling accordingly.
Most of the capitals in the worlds I've been in so far were surrounded by city walls.
Realizing that the capital of this world is quite an old city compared to such places, I walked straight ahead.
And I arrived at a place where buildings disappear and nature comes closer. The boundary between city and nature.
Here, half-dried soil is scattered around as if an underground gas pipe burst. It's traces of thorn trees that popped out.
I crossed that pit and went to the opposite side.
Beyond here is wilderness. But it's not that people don't live here. Thinking it would be troublesome if people attached, I went a little away from the path where people come and go, then kept heading west.
I can see mountains in the distance. And beyond there, the sea spreads out. This country is shaped like a crescent moon with the left side empty. Geographically, the capital is at the pointed part above, and Bern City is at the pointed part below.
Of course, it's not completely symmetrical, and the side where the capital is has more plains.
Anyway, that's not the important thing. In the west, there's a mountain range that blocks the sea breeze coming from west to east.
Many scary monsters live there, but that's why there are many local guardians in that area. When monsters bounce around like pinballs, they even hunt monsters that come in while not moving from that spot.
So Kanna's memory says they're leaving it alone because it's more profitable than subjugating it.
And Maleficent was living in that place.
Yes.
That's right.
In short, I'm going to receive everything from the opponent I hunted.
This world is neither an environment where I can't have possessions because of my position like the first world, nor is it like the second world where there's nothing to possess because the times are bad.
Shouldn't I take what I can take?
As soon as I arrived at the foot of the mountain, nature immediately became denser. There are many more moving lights here and there, and sharp gazes are visible too.
But it's okay.
Although it's difficult to use often, crushing reality to turn living things into objects isn't impossible to use.
I just need to be careful not to break the world. If I catch one big one, the rest will bow their heads on their own.
Anyway, I don't make such detailed plans. I'm not smart enough to make them in the first place. Just, things should go well at this point. That's about it.
I'm just living as things turn out while working hard to keep the concept I set so that contradictions don't arise somewhere.
The fact that my body isn't a human one is also why I don't hesitate. There's no need to be sorry, right?
I walked up the mountain range where the witch's house is while thinking such thoughts.