Book

- You picked up a very thick book. -

- You opened the book and found out -

- that there were a small book hidden behind.-

- You picked up the small book. -

- The book owner must want to -

- keep it secret. -

- You started reading the 1st page of the book. -

Date: **month **day

I was told that Rekenber succeeded

in creating a type of machine called Guardian.

I have a bad feeling about that, so I decided to write a journal

starting from today and keep everything in record.

"Guardian" is an android

that was created based on the idea of "Giantes",

the giant tribe that was said to live in an ancient age.

It is memorized with various commands,

so it is said to handle difficult things for humans as protecting

important facilities and such.

However, those things are our job, the mercenary soldiers' job.

Mercenary soldier groups in many areas

are already agitated by the news of the Guardian creation.

I am worried what is going to happen to us.

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- You started reading the 2nd page of the book. -

Everybody in this place seems to be very confused and upset as well as me.

I made a stupid mistake to slip on one of the stairs

while absent-mindedly walking down. I really need to straighten myself out.

- You started reading the 3rd page of the book. -

Today, we, "Republic Garrison",

were introduced to 2 Guardians.

Those machines joined us for their test operation.

Everyone seemed to be intimidated by their big and heavy frames.

I thought that these machines were supposed to aid humans in doing

hard works. But it doesn't seem to be true.

To me, they are nothing but "weapons of mass destruction".

Perhaps, they might be intended to be that way from the beginning.

What is going to be next after we finish testing the machines?

No matter how bad other people criticize us for being greedy toward money,

we always take pride in what we are doing, and we always do our best.

We must try our best to do our job, otherwise we will be dead right away.

But, now, we are losing our place to the lifeless machines.

Many people have quit this job after the machines were introduced.

I must admit that I am also being shaken by the thought.

Bah, god damn you, Rekenber! You just have created the worst invention in history!

- You started reading the 4th page of the book. -

No one wouldn't know how boring it is to mount guard with a machine.

- You started reading the 5th page of the book. -

Damn it! Finally it happened today!

Today, our troops was in total disorder.

One of the guardians caused an error and brought havoc.

While we were terrified and didn't know what to do, that broken guardian

crushed the commander of 'Blade Canine Mercenary' to death.

I can't remember how we could regain control over the broken guardian.

My mind is still baffled for the fact that that machine actually killed an innocent guy as I was kind of worried about.

Many people were dispatched from Rekenber to investigate this matter, so hopefully they will figure out

what the hell was wrong with that machine.

But, it is not going to change the fact that one of our comrade was taken his life by that merciless machine,

and no once can replace his place for his family.

- You started reading the 6th page of the book. -

We received a message from upper management.

"Keep our mouth from spreading the story to outside.", that's the content of message.

Rekenber must have bribed the upper management of our troops with money.

Otherwise, why would they want us to keep our mouth sealed about a such shocking incident?

We, angry mercenary soldiers burst into rage right after the morning session was over.

We went ahead and spread the story about the shocking incident to every mercenary troops.

And then we destroyed every guardian which we found in hangars.

The sounds of hammering metal and sirens were echoing everywhere, everywhere you went.

...We took refuge in a safe place out of our unit because of what happened.

We are planning to assert our social security to the public and inform the public with

the danger of the guardians and the negligence of the government and Rekenber toward the incident.

Our leader told us that he has sent out letters to every mercenary troop

to encourage them to participate in what we are trying to do.

I feel like...that I have just turn into a no-way-out.

I am facing my future with a deep sense of gloom.

- You found a folded note between the pages that you were reading. -

.........................

...I am so sorry for hearing such devastating news and for your loss.

Every member of our troops are already aware of the shocking incident,

and all of us are uncontrollably enraged.

The government has been bribed

with Rekenber's filthy money and has become nothing but a puppet.

We must take control over our life once again. Our future depends on us.

We will join you, 'Blade Canine Mercenary' to fight for our rights.

- You started reading the 7th page.-

Our firm will was not enough.

Our desperate effort was not enough!

Many mercenary groups joined us to fight with the government and Rekenber.

But we were too weak to compete with their invincible guardians. We were literally swept away.

They were quicker than we expected in taking action, and lines and lines of guardians were coming after us.

There was nothing that we could do. We met with a disastrous defeat in the battle with guardians.

Everybody is still in shock, but we can't give up now.

I think that we are going to visit a house of a sage called "Varmunt" early in the morning.

I don't know why, but it seems that the sage is against the use of guardians.

People say that his mansion is rather like a fortress.

I also don't know why someone would want to build his house

as strong as a fortress. Regardless, I am pretty sure that his support will be a great help for us.

It was a really tiring day today. It was also a very chaotic day.

To be honest, I don't know what is going to happen now.

I am scared if I would die helplessly. I am scared and depressed.

Why must this happen to us, and what have we done to deserve such a horrible treatment?

- You started reading the 8th page. -

Our leader became desperate, so he sent a request to Schwarzwald Republic for a cease-fire agreement.

I guess that he was frightened by guardians around the Varmunt mansion.

Sadly, Schwarzwald Republic declined our request without hesitation.

They stated through their reponse that they would not tolerate this kind of unacceptable rebellion by any means,

and thus, they would take strong action against the rebellion this time..

I guess that the government is determined to eliminate us, the mercenary soldiers through this event.

People now started showing their resentment toward us, who brought disorder to their country.

This is not right. Something has went wrong. We just wanted the government to secure our lives, that was all.

Since we were declined for a cease-fire agreement, we are planning to hold the last fight tomorrow in this place.

- You started reading the 9th page. -

It has been a while since I wrote a journal last time.

I am in Hugel, a small town at the border of Schwarzwald Republic.

Because of the locational penalty, people of this town seldom see outsiders, and if they see one, they treate them warmheartedly.

Although I didn't have a time to write a journal that time, the last fight in the Varmunt mansion turned out to be our miserable defeat...as I was worried.

I was told that Sage Varmunt disappeared after the fight, and all of his documents were taken by Rekenber.

I am afraid that they might create a more powerful version of the existing guardian by using his documents.

I lost one arm during the last fight, and I barely escaped to Hugel.

I feel so lucky to be in Hugel, because when I arrived, I was a total mess with only one arm,

but the people in this town did not ask me anything but welcomed me.

I have nowhere to go any longer. I am planning to live my life here as long as nothing happens soon.

My arm is throbbing with pain again. The history of mercenary soldiers ended, and I need to rest.

I hope that this will be the last page of my journal.

- The journal was ended at the page. -

- You closed the book. -