Reincarnated User Manual

72 – Voice

Malleus Garibaldi, a man wearing a white habit, stared at the guests who had made an untimely visit.

Doubts, embarrassment, responsibility, lamentation, and complicated emotions are put aside for now.

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It is common courtesy to not turn away guests who come. If they are young children who have been attacked by a witch, they should especially not be left standing.

…Maleus decided to think like that for now.

“hmm.”

Malleus Garibaldi spoke with a slightly tired face.

“Coffee and tea. “Which one is better?”

“Well, I don’t have anything special to say, but it’s almost time to go to bed, so please take the car. “It’s still time to grow up.”

Shiron smiled brightly like a child.

“Lucia. Are you okay with the car too?”

“I would like to ask you to do the same.”

“Do you need anything else, Mr. John?”

“Don’t talk to me. “Can’t you see me working?”

John glared at Malleus with a goblin-like face.

When Siron heard the news that he had been attacked by a witch, he had been in an immobile posture for a while. Malleus felt very tired at the sight of the old knight clinging to the children and rolling his eyes.

Where is that?

Originally, this place was planned to be used as a secret and private space for Malleus, the leader of the Holy Mace Division 2, but there were too many people inside the tent.

Holy Mace Knights 10. Changcheon Knights 22.

Malleus’ tent, where the captain’s flag was hung, was now almost occupied by outsiders.

However, Malleus could do nothing.

Even though he was a suspect, this is even more so because the person who brought the head of the presumed witch was claiming to be a victim.

‘The lives of the master and the young lady were almost in danger due to the lukewarm response from Malleus and the Holy Mace Knights.’

Johann Urheim was yelling with bloodshot eyes, crying out for what-if possibilities. Despite his old age, he made everyone, including Malleus, shrink.

“…”

Malleus, who manually moved the teacup to the table, sighed.

“I hope it hits you in the mouth.”

“thank you.”

While slightly bowing his head, Siron put two sugar cubes into Lucia’s teacup. The boy, who had taken a few sips of tea out of courtesy, placed the teacup on the table to avoid making any noise.

“Can I bring up the story soon? “I think you’ve calmed down enough.”

“Hmm… thank you for your consideration.”

Malleus swept his forehead with his handkerchief.

Even though it was still winter and the cold wind was blowing, the handkerchief was soaked with cold sweat.

“The suspect presumed to be the witch…”

“Maleus Garibaldi!!”

John shouted with a scary face.

“Master! I almost died! You did it! I told you! uh! And yet, you are sitting around making excuses for my own safety?!”

The voice was so loud that Siron frowned a little.

‘John. At least I believed he was a normal human being. ‘I need to revise my evaluation a bit.’

Siron clicked his tongue at the betrayal of someone he trusted.

He lowered John, who became emotional, to the same level as Lucia.

“…Knight John. “I’m fine, just calm down.”

“John the Buddha. I don’t have the courage to meet you and the young lady. “This old man shouldn’t have left…”

“are you okay. Sir. Again, it’s all the witch’s fault. How can I hold the driver responsible? Anyone can make a ‘mistake.’”

“young master…”

John felt his nose turn cold at Shiron’s embarrassed face.

What a proud person this is. A platoon of knights found a witch they had been chasing for years, all alone, in the body of a young boy, a body that was no better than a cripple, unable to even use sword skills…! He took on the supply and demand of witches.

Yohan pursed his lips and held his stinging nose.

‘Great Prien. ‘It’s extraordinary from the very beginning.’

The first chapter of the heroic narrative about poetry was already being written in him.

“Let’s continue the story.”

“Hmm. therefore. Your life was threatened by a witch… Did I tell you that?”

“yes. That witch almost killed me.”

“?”

“No, I almost died. It was really scary. I’ve been through a lot of life-changing things, so I’m speechless. Great.”

Chiron took a handkerchief out of his pocket and patted his eyes.

“…I understand.”

Malleus nodded and pressed his brow tightly. He gestured to his subordinates and lightly put his palms together to create magic.

Then the sound that roamed the tent disappeared.

From the sound of John breathing heavily to the sound of Lucia’s heart beating a little fast,

However, the sound of the air created by Malleus was transmitted entirely to Siron. Siron opened his eyes wide and stared at Malleus.

“This?”

“It’s a 9-star spell [Room of Truth], it’s one of my little tricks.”

“9-star magic is truly amazing. “You’ve almost reached the rank of archmage.”

“hahahaha. “If you keep doing this, it’s better to learn useful magic.”

Praise makes even whales dance. There were no exceptions. After hearing Siron’s flattery, Malleus took out a pen with a slightly calm expression.

*

Siron felt like he was alone with Malleus in the secret room, and put his hands together in his lap.

Malleus smiled slightly at the sight of the boy being ready.

“First of all, can you explain the process of the incident? Please note that from the moment you begin your testimony, all your actions and words will be recorded and passed down to future generations. “Once you enter this area, you cannot bear false testimony, so keep that in mind.”

“yes.”

Siron nodded and answered. He began to coherently explain to Malleus what had happened today.

Observation deck, oath, Ailee Suarez, hallucinations, the space that collapsed when she was killed… Malleus organized the listed information in the case log.

The reason why I had been tricked by the witch so far was clear.

When it was revealed that Ailee Suarez could use magic presumed to be a hidden barrier through double chanting, clues that had been unresolved for so long began to unravel.

However, even then, doubts appeared in his mind. Malleus looked at the boy in front of him, Shiron.

‘This child truly killed a witch by himself…’

Siron told Malleus, ‘With his strong mental power, he shook off the hallucinations, caught the witch off guard, and cut off her head.’ said.

However, Malleus fully accepted Siron’s words, even though they were unbelievable.

Since the [Room of Truth] guaranteed that the boy’s words were not a single lie, he believed in the phenomenon of magic, not in his own doubts.

‘Luckily I escaped dismissal.’

Malleus looked through the incident log again.

The document, which was reconstructed by comparing the information obtained from the boy with the diary he had kept and assembling it, declared without a doubt that Ailee Suarez was the culprit in the disappearance case.

Only then did Malleus feel a little at ease. In Malleus’ mind, Ailee Suarez was defined as a suspect, not a suspect.

“Are we done now?”

“okay. Good work.”

Malleus put his hands together again and canceled the magic.

*

The evening when the noisy and rude old man returned home.

At the Castle Mace Knights’ camp, Malleus lifted the tableware with a tired look. In a dark wooden bowl, there was a thin bowl of oat porridge without any garnish.

I could have rewarded you with a dinner for all your hard work today, but Malleus didn’t bother.

It is not, however, a meal prepared for penance. This is completely intentional.

Paradoxically, the tasteless Mieum calmed Malleus’ mind.

Ablation of auditory, visual, gustatory, olfactory and tactile senses.

That, Malleus believed, was the way to get close to God.

Malleus joined his hands.

Blocked out surrounding sounds.

Malleus closed his eyes.

I lost sight.

[Ahh. Lord Garibaldi. If you can hear me, please reply.]

yet,

A voice began to sound in the man’s head.

A beautiful voice filled with blatant curiosity. This was the gospel that Malleus heard at the same time as he was baptized when he was a baby.

“yes. “Please speak.”

Malleus shed tears of great joy.

When he heard God’s voice along with a warm light filling his head, he felt like he had become the happiest being in the world.

＜Loath and fear those who call themselves gods.＞

Although he had not forgotten the verse written on the first page of the Bible, Malleus believed that the voice he was hearing was the voice of God.

The person in my head never called himself God.

When Malleus cried out the name of God, his voice gave goosebumps and he told him to please shut up.

‘He clearly did not deny it.’

Malleus felt great gratitude for being a special being who could hear the voice of God.

It’s John’s secret and the witch’s clue that hasn’t been solved. It made everyone think that it was an ordeal given by God.

[What a trivial ordeal. I don’t take down things like that, right?]

In this way, God knows everything.

The sense of seeing into his heart without having to say anything made Malleus feel like a mere naked worm.

[It’s disgusting, so stop imagining that. Who wants to see a middle-aged man like you naked?]

“…I apologize.”

[Sorry, what are you apologizing for? It’s all my fault for filling it with weird guys.]

little groan. The woman has a headache because of her hipster temperament.

This gave Malleus a certain illusion. It made him immediately erase the blasphemous thoughts from his head.

[It’s okay. Talk about something that happened today.]

“I will.”

Malleus opened his mouth, wiping away his flowing tears with his sleeve.