The Outer God Needs Warmth

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The region where Jeber is located is currently in the rainy season.

At least if it has a climate similar to what I know, it’s the time when we can call it a tropical storm.

In short, a typhoon or hurricane is sweeping over the capital.

The sky is darkening, and tremendous winds and rain are raging.

And taking advantage of the obscured vision, almost all the royal family members have fled the capital.

Of course, no matter how severe the tropical storm is, the artificial humans don’t stop, so I watched them escape.

The artificial humans rush to stop them only to be effortlessly killed.

Mass-produced artificial humans are almost devoid of warmth, so if they’re going to die, they might as well bring one person along as company, but they just die.

As they fled the capital, they split into two groups.

One group headed towards the city where Jeber is located, while the other went in a completely different direction.

Rather than soldiers, the artificial humans charge at them like zombies, but in terms of sheer strength, the royal family is stronger.

If one defends in one spot, they have to deal with a barrage of artificial humans, but if they attack, they can just break through the flimsy walls.

Even if they momentarily stop, the artificial humans will swarm again, but the wizards are not so weak as to stop in front of a few artificial humans.

In other words, it means that a few harvesting machines are blocking the way.

So, I understood how they were moving.

From the moment they started fleeing the capital as one group, I realized they split into two groups at some point while running.

First, all the strong wizards from the royal family are in the group heading to the city where Jeber is located.

On the contrary, those who have some degree of skill or can’t use magic properly are in the group moving away from the city.

You could expect one side to be special forces and the other side to be running away.

This fight will only stop if Jeber is dead. Therefore, it makes sense to go for assassination like this. If it were a battle between nations or clans, even if one head falls, another could take its place.

But not with Jeber.

He has a clan, but he is alone.

Moreover, he is not just a mere subordinate; he is an artificial human. If the commander dies, the artificial humans will be immediately incapacitated.

So, it seems they decided to ignore the multitude of artificial humans pouring out and go for the head instead.

However, there is one thing they don’t know.

Since the incident where his assistant died, Jeber has acquired abilities similar to what I see in the harvesting machines.

I witnessed the entire process, but I can’t tell how Jeber perceives it.

So, I can only understand what Jeber is thinking by listening to his mumbling.

Originally, Jeber wasn’t someone who talked a lot, but after Cyclami died, he began to mutter to himself more often.

I’m lucky.

That’s how I came to know what Jeber is thinking.

Jeber realized that the royal family had escaped from the capital, some were ambushed, and others were fleeing the moment they took off.

So, Jeber ordered most of the artificial humans in the capital to chase down the fleeing ones, not to protect himself but to pursue the opponent.

Then he went out of his mansion.

Outside the mansion, the storms were raging just like in the capital. Geographically, it’s not that far from the capital.

Even in the daytime, a massive pillar of dark clouds is visible between the black sky. This is a sight familiar to Jeber and the people living nearby.

Every year, at least a couple of them are encountered when the rainy season passes.

So on such days, people lock their windows and stay inside quietly. There are hardly any people outside, and most buildings are locked up.

In such a place, Jeber crossed the city with freshly created artificial humans.

From looking at the map before leaving, Jeber clearly understands where they are going to come from.

Without hesitation, Jeber headed towards the outskirts of the city and suddenly used magic.

It wasn’t an offensive spell. It was magic that projected a massive illusion reflecting Jeber’s appearance.

At first, I wondered why Jeber was using a spell to reveal his position.

And I realized the reason after seeing the event that happened immediately after Jeber condemned the royal family through the illusion.

The moment he criticized them, a huge beam of light pierced through the illusion, cutting through the raging winds.

An illusion is just an illusion.

It shook like a shadow reflected on water and then returned to its original form. And through the illusion, Jeber said this.

“Why do you filthy creatures, who abandoned even your own clan, crawl into a place like this?”

It’s a petty provocation.

However, it was not him who was scratched by such a petty taunt.

Those, clad in full-face helmets, walked through the storm.

They declared that the evil wizard was Jeber, and even if they turned out to be the fools who cowardly ambushed others here, they would defeat Jeber.

What a ridiculous sight.

Jeber himself was grinning widely.

Jeber threw out the bait, and the other side took it.

He laughed openly at how those talking about changing the world to a new order are still trapped in the old one.

That’s right.

To confront Jeber, they should have sniped him from a place he could not perceive.

Jeber’s most potent weapon is not the artificial humans being churned out from the factory even now.

It’s the ability gained after becoming a harvesting machine.

It’s dangerous to retort immediately after being provoked out in the open.

Moreover, while Jeber uses illusions to expose the opponent, he simultaneously surrounds the area with the artificial humans that are being replenished at regular intervals.

And without attacking, he gradually walked forward, closing the encirclement.

Thus, he herded the special forces that came to assassinate him into one location.

While doing so, Jeber rambled on about how he did nothing wrong. But I know his expression isn’t one of someone denying their faults.

And neither is it the expression of someone who believes they’re right.

It’s the face of a person filled with hatred wanting to thoroughly corner the opponent for revenge.

Those who came from the royal family, as foolishly pure as they are, banded together as if they were heroes preparing to face an evil demon king.

And they attempted to challenge him.

And the result?

“Submit.”

In an instant, they became puppets who lost all reason. The duration isn’t long. They can’t comprehend complex commands.

So what now?

After ordering them to come forward, Jeber can incapacitate them using artificial humans.

They instantly fell into a state where they were unable to fight.

In other words, it means that Jeber’s collection for vengeance has grown.

But Jeber didn’t stop there. His revenge was even more tenacious.

I mentioned earlier that there was a group that fled, right?

It wasn’t enough to fend off a mixed group containing not just mass-produced artificial humans but also those that can fight.

Because all the artificial humans attacking the capital rushed to capture them.

If they had fled as one group, they might have adequately defended themselves. But most of the combat-capable ones set out to kill Jeber.

The one who was fighting hardest for the fleeing ones eventually ran out of magic and had their limbs torn apart by the artificial humans.

Then the elderly man who stood in their way got beaten down so badly that he couldn’t hold onto anything and was incapacitated, unable to use magic anymore.

Those without strength were all caught, and the child presumed to be the heir barely fought before being incapacitated, with some of their innards exposed.

In that state, clinging to life, they were all dragged back to Jeber’s mansion.

During the time they were brought in, Jeber tortured the royal wizard he had obtained differently.

He took the upper part of the skull and the spine. And detached vital organs from the body. Then he attached them to a cubical chunk of flesh.

Unlike before, he didn’t use it as material to create new artificial humans.

He did it purely for torment.

And he decorated it in his mansion as if it were construction material.

On the surface, it looks like a wall adorned with a human face. Since only the top part of the head is stuck to the wall without a jaw, it appears from a distance as a pattern in the shape of a human head.

But if one gets closer, they can see it’s alive. The eyes move properly, and the remaining facial muscles indeed react. They can hear sounds with ears and smell with a nose.

But they can’t make a sound. Since there’s no mouth. The body behind it has its innards well-packaged, with a system that supplies nutrients and expels waste properly.

He did that to purely ensure the person suffers.

Of course, Dagon, along with some wicked humans, gleams with the recollection that they made something similar.

Seeing this feels oddly like a common human habit.

If you keep them alive, the warmth diminishes, so a swift death would have sufficed…

That’s a bit disappointing.

Anyway, having completed all the decorations before the fleeing group arrived, Jeber welcomed the royal party brought in by the artificial humans in the room embellished with the royal family.

Then he did what a powerful ruler always does when they capture a previous ruler.

But with magic intervening, it turned into a far more brutal scene.

He chose the child with the noblest attributes and thoroughly modified them.

Jeber possesses the technology to touch the soul. He twisted a girl who could have been a princess in a well-ordered world into one who can only curry favor with him.

Jeber often used artificial humans due to his inherent sexual desires. There’s a reason all his artificial humans are female.

When I was summoned, a toxic spell mutated me, causing my reproductive organs not to function, but transforming into a harvesting machine restored my health.

So what now?

It’s obvious.

It’s the kind of life you’d see in some thin books.

And all of that is done in front of her family.

Of course, she’s merely a shadow of furniture, but some functions of the five senses and some thinking ability remain.

It shows a princess-turned-girl whining and moaning for Jeber.

If that’s perverse, it’s perverse.

And if it’s revenge, it’s quite delicious revenge.

Brutality ultimately prevailed.

In this world, it’s common for the value of life to be trampled, humanity to be discarded, and for the person who committed the most wicked acts to win.

Of course, I still don’t know how things will go after this. But for now, I’ll summarize it like this.

The evil wizard won.

And I lost. There weren’t enough deaths. There is a lack of warmth.

Please, if it’s a war, I wish for more deaths to occur. Don’t spare them like this; wipe them all out with collective punishment, massacre the citizens while they live in their villages and so on.

Is that how a so-called evil wizard should act?

Yet, I continue to supply stabilized harvesting machines and send warmth bit by bit as the master of a vast territory.

Next time, I hope to receive a generous share of warmth. Jeber ibn Haideka.