Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 55: Aswad 2 of 15 “To Be Hire” (Part 02)

The flames licked high on one of the cities that had become the stage of the civil war. The scorched smell was so pungent, the blood evaporated and the crushed flesh burned in the rubble. The sound of gunfire is heard every second, his life drifting as if it were meaningless in a war in the name of the truth each to kill each other between brothers

Wood and brick buildings were burned along the road, collapsed buildings were hit by explosions, civilians were shot along with soldiers running among them. At that moment, the essence of the war had been lost and literally turned into a massacre carried out by their own brothers.

In an orphanage located in the suburbs, still stands intact an orphanage where orphans who lost their parents due to war. The building looks so dull, unkempt but becomes one of the places that is not the target of the brutality of the civil war that is raging fiercely.

Inside the dark hall of the building with its classic architectural design, a nun looked out the main door and saw how crazy the war was. A priest who had just run outside was immediately shot, who tried to fight was brutally finished and who surrendered was captured inhumanely. The sound of the moans of death was clear, so imprinting and slicing of hearts.

Right near the nun, the orphanage children curled up in fear of closing their ears and closing their eyes tightly on the floor. One of the orphanages in the city had more than 21 foster children, although the existing place was not too large and the cost to care for them was not too adequate due to the outbreak of war.

The nun wearing a uniform consisting of a black dress and a black veil trembled at a glance, looking towards her foster children fearfully and anxiously. Inside the hall used for mass that weekend, they gathered close to each other and held a deadening sound. Some were curled up near a bench, some were trying to calm a baby child in the lap, some were crying sobbing, and some looked desperate.

Locking tightly against the main door, the nun tried to throw what she saw out of her mind and immediately walked towards them. Kneeling and hugging several children at once, he shakily said, “Quiet .... Brother is here, everything will be fine ...” The words that came out made each child approach, embrace the figure of the woman they already consider the mother.

Among them, Di’in who was 6 years old at the time approached and entered in a warmth that seemed to erase his fear. The name Cornelisa owned by the brunette girl is not a surname, but a name given to children who are cared for by the Cornelisa orphanage.

In the midst of the anxiety and fear that struck the nun, the thing she feared the most actually happened and the door of the orphanage was broken by a group of soldiers with their rifles whose axes were still burning. They were troops from the military faction, instantly giving random warning shots to the ceiling and leaving the children terrified to tears.

“All of you!! Be quiet! We will use this place for impromptu attacks!”

The soldier, with the Corporal's mark on his uniform, advanced forward, took the revolver from his belt and pointed it at the nun. After closing the main door tightly, his five-man subordinates immediately prepared with their respective rifles.

“Are you in charge of this place?” ask Corporal with Sangar's face full of scars incision.

The nun who hugged one of her foster children turned her head trembling, staring intently with pure intention of wanting to protect and replied, “I-Iman this place you have killed! The person ... who ran out earlier was the person in charge of this place!!”

The words made the Corporal stop poking, turn from him and say, “We did a cruel thing. Didn't think anyone ran like that in the middle of the battlefield ...”

Tears began to rub against the nun's cheeks. With a trembling body and still sitting limp as he hugged his foster children, he hysterically asked, “Why did you guys make this place a battlefield?! Aren't you soldiers in charge of protecting civilians?! It is your duty to bring peace! Why even conduct a heinous war against fellow Moloias like this?!”

One of the soldiers whose rank was lower than Corporal snapped, “Know what you are who did not join the war!?”

“I don't know anything! However, you also know what about us weak people who are forced into the military! Do you understand this pain?! Take the kids off to the battlefield! Do you understand it?! The feeling of loss we always feel?!”

The nun's words really stunned the soldiers, losing focus at a glance due to guilt. Due to the prevailing conscription, young men who have entered adulthood are required to participate in military training for several months and ultimately have to plunge into battle. For orphans who have no back protection like them, it is very inevitable.

“Sir! Enemy's coming! Four people in the direction of 12..”

Hearing a report from one of his subordinates peeking out from between the main door, Corporal immediately gave a hand-coded cue to stand by. Taking a peek out, the Corporal was immediately shocked because the people outside were the four Fairy Soldiers who had just landed.

“Ke-Why of everyone should they ...? Damn ...”

The Corporal and his men stared at each other, nodding and steadying the decision of risking their lives to fight the Fairy Soldiers. Taking a deep breath and calming the mind, instantly the minds of the soldiers became flat and their disordered breaths calmed down quickly.

But when the Corporal again peeked out of the door to see the situation, he was immediately shocked because one of the Fairy Soldiers outside was preparing magic on their rifle. A layered magic circle appeared on the tip of the rifle directed by one of the High Elves outside, Mana began to gather into the shell and form a dense energy ready to fire.

Seeing this, Corporal immediately opened the main door of the orphanage and ran out in panic. Stretching both his hands quickly, he shouted, “Wait!! We surrender!! Inside there are unsalted children—!!!”

Dor!!

It was too late, the trigger was already pulled and a high density Mana lump the size of a ball of casti darted quickly through the Corporal's stomach. Continuously darting and entering the orphanage hall, the magic was active and the Mana ball exploded like a splinter grenade in a vast amount.

The sharp shards of sharp Mana instantly scattered and hollowed out the people inside the hall indiscriminately, whether it was soldiers or children and nuns. Chest pierced to penetrate to the back, eyes pierced into the brain, the body cut into pieces, dozens of sharp fragments stuck in vital parts.

Growing fragile children until no longer exposed to the form of sharp fragments. As the Mana shattered into particles of light, what remained was a terrifying sight of the corpses chopping up. The soldiers inside did not escape the attack, the debris that hit vital points such as the heart and head made them lying dying on the floor.

In one strike within such medium range, almost everyone within the hall completely perished.

The corporal lying in front of the building, immediately sat down while maintaining his consciousness despite his hollow stomach. He slowly looked back, gaping in disbelief at the corpses of the children and subordinates within the aura. Blood splattered on the floor and benches, corpses in the nun's arms, mutilated body parts. Gritting his teeth furiously, the man directly pointed the revolver gun towards the Fairy Soldier.

However, without being able to pull the trigger, the hot lead from the rifle of one of the Fairy Soldiers blew the Corporal's head off. Blood and flesh splattered, splashing onto the door and the headless body fell backwards due to the momentum of being shot.

Knowing the reason the Corporal was seen pointing his weapon with great wrath, the four Fairy Soldiers were stunned staring into the wide-open orphanage hall. The bodies of the children were sprawled with their eyes wide open, blood flowing from the floor to the door, and flesh splattered with neat cuts.

“A— In-In there ...”

One of the Fairy Soldiers gaped in fear as he looked inside the hall. He who had launched his magic attack into the aura instantly vomited, trembled guiltily and knelt limp. He dropped his weapon, a terrifying picture of his actions clearly etched into his mind.

“Do not see! Calm yourself!!” said one of the fellow Fairy Soldiers. He immediately knelt down in front of his partner, put his hand on his forehead and used the consciousness-disrupting magic to make the fellow faint.

“Wait, Sergeant! Could still be—!”

The words of one of the Fairy Soldiers came to a halt, he knew that his superior was running not to find a living opponent but to help people in the hall who might have survived. The two Fairy Soldiers who were still standing were staring at each other, nodding and agreeing to split the task.

Leaving his partner to guard the unconscious, the blonde-haired Elf immediately ran after his superior into the gothic architecture orphanage building. Arriving at the entrance and seeing what was inside, instantly the two women of the Elf race felt nauseous and were overcome with guilt for what they had done.

“This ... very cruel. Almost everything ... children ...”

“Sergeant, if Ul’ma knew what he had done this, he ..”.

“Yes, most likely he will no longer dare to raise his weapon or even plunge into the battlefield. Goddamnit! Why is something like this ..” Putting his right hand to his forehead and putting on a frustrated expression, the pale green-haired Sergeant glimmered at himself and muttered, “This is worse than the war against the empire. Why do they not understand that this war is no longer productive? What do they keep fighting for ...”

Amidst the frustration, the sergeant saw movement from behind a pile of children's corpses being hugged by a nun who had several parts of her body dismembered. In the mind of fear began to take hold, trembling undeterred and cold sweat poured down from his pale complexion.

Holding the corpse and starting to get rid of it one by one, the Sergeant finds a brunette girl cowering chaotically. Blood from the corpses soaked the girl's body and face, several scratches visible on her shoulder and right hand. Aware of the child's hateful gaze, the Sergeant shakily stepped back.

It was a very deep hatred, obviously the boy harbored a great grudge. Guiltfully the Sergeant reached out and wanted to explain, wanting to say an apology from the bottom of his heart.

But without being able to say it, one of his colleagues who was outside loudly shouted, “Ma’am!! Parva Nuclear is coming!!”

“A—?! Does Lieutenant want to destroy this city?!”

“From the clock direction 09 very high magic energy detected!! It really belongs to Lieutenant!”

Putting aside the feelings in mind, the Sergeant immediately carried the girl even though he thrashed and refused. The elbow landed onto his face, making the Elf's nose bleed. Even so, he still took the brown-haired girl with him and went out of the orphanage building.

Being outside and seeing the bright light hovering high above the city, they were wide-eyed as the magic active in the sky was truly a wide range explosive magic that could destroy the surface of the city. While bringing along his unconscious companion and the surviving daughter, the three Fairy Soldiers activated their wings.

Ether particles gathered together, forming Mana compaction and creating anti-gravity wings that made them float. Immediately they flew towards their Lieutenant who was the safe point from the range of the magic explosion that was about to be activated.

Looking at the Fairy Soldiers who had gathered around Lieutenant Laura, one of the Fairy Soldiers who had just come asked, “Why did the Lieutenant activate magic in particular?! Isn't it that our colleagues are still a lot down there?”

“Title King has come down .... This city ... will be removed from the map .... They are in the process of retreating.”

Every Fairy Soldier who heard that understood, that the Decree that came down from the King was the absolute thing that was the decision of the senates in charge under the ruler. Carrying the girl he was carrying, the pale green-haired Elf caught a glimpse of the dismay of those who were still running around inside the burning city.

“Le-Release! Release ...!”

The girl he was carrying was thrashing, so angry and banging the green hair Elf. However, the moment the magic aura suddenly emanated grew stronger from the Fairy Warrior Lieutenant who was hovering at a height of over 3,000 meters, instantly the girl lost consciousness because the air pressure changed drastically and the oxygen depleted.

The breathing of every Fairy Soldier was interrupted, they immediately raised the altitude to fly higher than their Lieutenant. As they turned towards the figure of the strongest explosive magic user in Moloia kingdom, the magic on the High Elf rifle was ready to be fired.

The gas from the burning city actually moved centered at one point at the end of the shotgun that Laura was aiming at, starting to agglomerate and solidify into a black sphere no bigger than a fist.  The gravitational manipulation used to collect the gas began to distort the space around the Lieutenant, heat was created and the solid gas was instantly ignited into a small sun.

The gas that is still interested also glows red, burning in a red blaze full of radiation. Taking a magic bullet of .30-60 caliber from her chest pocket, Laura loaded it onto the rifle and pulled the lever to fill the sleeve with magic array-coated bullets.

Taking a deep breath and clearing his mind, he pulled the trigger and the bullet on the sleeve directly hit the small sun at the end of his rifle. It made no sound, the flaming energy blob instantly fell down and as it touched the surface of—

The dezzt!!!!

A hissing sound rang out loud as the ball of radiant energy that was burning red began to explode. The radiance of energy spread horizontally, like the waves of fire coming out from the burning solid gas and directly crashing into the people inside the city. It spread all over the city and was completely within a very wide range, then quickly disappeared within seconds.

The people who were exposed to the fire like the wind were silent confused for a moment because nothing happened. But less than ten seconds after the fiery red blaze hit them, their skin and flesh blistered, and they were finally burned by radiation that could not be seen with the naked eye. People, buildings, plants, animals, all burned to ashes due to exposure to strong radiation that spread horizontally across the surface.

In a matter of less than a minute, all the buildings and people in the city were smashed to ashes which easily disappeared in the wind. The liquid element completely evaporated from the surface, what was still standing was some debris and dead trees whose exterior was blackened.

Witnessing what happened to the city from the air, the Fairy Soldiers were stunned by the magic power. It was a weapon of mass destruction, the accurate manipulation of radiation to snatch all the elements of life from a place.

“Akh ..”

Laura dropped her weapon which slowly shattered into dust due to the effects of radiation and heat. The glove worn by the pale-skinned woman could not withstand the radiation completely, she immediately bit both ends to release and remove the glove that released the smoke. The skin of both palms blistered, emitting smoke and on the fingers of the left hand burns to the point of making the bones slightly visible.

That was quite the para effect of the controlled use of radiation blast magic. But when looking at what is below, it feels unequal. With just a single pull of the trigger, all life forms within a range of over 500 kilometers below were perished by his hands.

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