I pondered the question as I flew in the snowstorm with my Slime Wing.
The battle between Maximilian and me was coming to an end. Concentration Camp was destroyed in the shock from the explosion of the atomic bomb – a thought suddenly struck me.
Was I right?
Was I expecting such powers in the shadows?
I recalled what powers in the shadows had done before. I was playing the role of the powers in the shadows I imagined. It should be like that. . .
But, why? I felt that I was not satisfied with something.
What was that on earth?
At the same time, there was something going off the rails.
No, was that because feeling dissatisfied had become my inertial thinking?
"Hmm…"
I didn't know why.
But what I only knew was that I had a strong sense of dissatisfaction
I wanted to be what kind of powers in the shadows before I reincarnated? My mind traveled back to the past, and then I knew the reason.
Whatever. If only I could be like powers in the shadows…
Therefore, there was no clear image of powers in the shadows in my mind.
Because the image of powers in the shadows I was expecting did not exist.
I just behaved like powers in the shadows to a limited extent.
Maybe that was why I felt dissatisfied.
"…Is it okay to keep it?"
Was this a sudden thought occurring to me, or a long-existing thought? I didn't even know that.
However, if I kept thinking about that, I couldn't enjoy being the powers in the shadows from the bottom of my heart.
"I have to do something…"
I organized my thoughts about what was the most important character of powers in the shadows. I took the simple, less complicated way to explore the nature of powers in the shadows. Then I could get an answer.
So I decided to become a passerby.
I thought it's lucky that the situation in Oriana was still unstable.
The thought came from a passerby who wasn't involved.
What does powers in the shadows mean for a stranger?
I had to do something to learn about it.
Then I thought about it and kept one posture unchanged.
Because I was thinking so I didn't find that something was flying toward me and stuck on my face.
"Heh! ?"
With a sound of "bita", something touched my face.
I shook my head to get if off my face.
"A piece of paper…maybe it was blown by snowstorm."
There was something written on it.
I used my fingers to describe the words,trying to read the words soaked by snow on the paper.
Young man!! Fight for your country! Royalists are recruiting new soldiers.
The Job is simple, all you need to do is to kill our enemies. Even though you have no experience, you will be promoted rapidly with the help of your predecessors.
You will get a valuable job and there was someone promoted to captain in only 3 days.
You can get a pay valuing to thousands of money. The dream of becoming a rich man will come true!? Your future and your status is inestimable there!! Join us, hero!!
*Your abilities will be tested, then we will assign you to the troops that will use your abilities to the greatest extent.
I gripped the paper tightly and made a Guts pose.
"This is what I need!!"