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ããããšãããããŸãã | And so, as a cancer doctor, you look at this, and you get a little bit downhearted. But when you start to read the article by Cliff, who himself is a cancer survivor, who was saved by a clinical trial where his parents drove him from New York City to upstate New York to get an experimental therapy for -- at the time -- Hodgkin's disease, which saved his life, he makes remarkable points here. And the point of the article was that we have gotten
reductionist in our view of biology, in our view of cancer.
For the last 50 years, we have focused on treating the individual gene in understanding cancer, not in controlling cancer.
So, this is an astounding table.
And this is something that sobers us in our field everyday in that, obviously, we've made remarkable impacts on cardiovascular disease, but look at cancer. The death rate in cancer in over 50 years hasn't changed.
We've made small wins in diseases like chronic myelogenous leukemia, where we have a pill that can put 100 percent of people in remission, but in general, we haven't made an impact at all in the war on cancer.
So, what I'm going to tell you today, is a little bit of why I think that's the case, and then go out of my comfort zone and tell you where I think it's going, where a new approach -- that we hope to push forward in terms of treating cancer.
Because this is wrong.
So, what is cancer, first of all?
Well, if one has a mass or an abnormal blood value, you go to a doctor, they stick a needle in.
They way we make the diagnosis today is by pattern recognition: Does it look normal? Does it look abnormal?
So, that pathologist is just like looking at this plastic bottle.
This is a normal cell. This is a cancer cell.
That is the state-of-the-art today in diagnosing cancer.
There's no molecular test, there's no sequencing of genes that was referred to yesterday, there's no fancy looking at the chromosomes.
This is the state-of-the-art and how we do it.
You know, I know very well, as a cancer doctor, I can't treat advanced cancer.
So, as an aside, I firmly believe in the field of trying to identify cancer early.
It is the only way you can start to fight cancer, is by catching it early.
We can prevent most cancers.
You know, the previous talk alluded to preventing heart disease.
We could do the same in cancer.
I co-founded a company called Navigenics, where, if you spit into a tube -- and we can look look at 35 or 40 genetic markers for disease, all of which are delayable in many of the cancers -- you start to identify what you could get, and then we can start to work to prevent them.
Because the problem is, when you have advanced cancer, we can't do that much today about it, as the statistics allude to.
So, the thing about cancer is that it's a disease of the aged.
Why is it a disease of the aged?
Because evolution doesn't care about us after we've had our children.
See, evolution protected us during our childbearing years and then, after age 35 or 40 or 45, it said "It doesn't matter anymore, because they've had their progeny."
So if you look at cancers, it is very rare -- extremely rare -- to have cancer in a child, on the order of thousands of cases a year.
As one gets older? Very, very common.
Why is it hard to treat?
Because it's heterogeneous, and that's the perfect substrate for evolution within the cancer.
It starts to select out for those bad, aggressive cells, what we call clonal selection.
But, if we start to understand that cancer isn't just a molecular defect, it's something more, then we'll get to new ways of treating it, as I'll show you.
So, one of the fundamental problems we have in cancer is that, right now, we describe it by a number of adjectives, symptoms: "I'm tired, I'm bloated, I have pain, etc."
You then have some anatomic descriptions, you get that CT scan: "There's a three centimeter mass in the liver."
You then have some body part descriptions: "It's in the liver, in the breast, in the prostate."
And that's about it.
So, our dictionary for describing cancer is very, very poor.
It's basically symptoms.
It's manifestations of a disease.
What's exciting is that over the last two or three years, the government has spent 400 million dollars, and they've allocated another billion dollars, to what we call the Cancer Genome Atlas Project.
So, it is the idea of sequencing all of the genes in the cancer, and giving us a new lexicon, a new dictionary to describe it.
You know, in the mid-1850's in France, they started to describe cancer by body part.
That hasn't changed in over 150 years.
It is absolutely archaic that we call cancer by prostate, by breast, by muscle.
It makes no sense, if you think about it.
So, obviously, the technology is here today, and, over the next several years, that will change.
You will no longer go to a breast cancer clinic.
You will go to a HER2 amplified clinic, or an EGFR activated clinic, and they will go to some of the pathogenic lesions that were involved in causing this individual cancer.
So, hopefully, we will go from being the art of medicine more to the science of medicine, and be able to do what they do in infectious disease, which is look at that organism, that bacteria, and then say, "This antibiotic makes sense, because you have a particular bacteria that will respond to it."
When one is exposed to H1N1, you take Tamiflu, and you can remarkably decrease the severity of symptoms and prevent many of the manifestations of the disease.
Why? Because we know what you have, and we know how to treat it -- although we can't make vaccine in this country, but that's a different story.
The Cancer Genome Atlas is coming out now.
The first cancer was done, which was brain cancer.
In the next month, the end of December, you'll see ovarian cancer, and then lung cancer will come several months after.
There's also a field of proteomics that I'll talk about in a few minutes, which I think is going to be the next level in terms of understanding and classifying disease.
But remember, I'm not pushing genomics, proteomics, to be a reductionist.
I'm doing it so we can identify what we're up against.
And there's a very important distinction there that we'll get to.
In health care today, we spend most of the dollars -- in terms of treating disease -- most of the dollars in the last two years of a person's life.
We spend very little, if any, dollars in terms of identifying what we're up against.
If you could start to move that, to identify what you're up against, you're going to do things a hell of a lot better.
If we could even take it one step further and prevent disease, we can take it enormously the other direction, and obviously, that's where we need to go, going forward.
So, this is the website of the National Cancer Institute.
And I'm here to tell you, it's wrong.
So, the website of the National Cancer Institute says that cancer is a genetic disease.
The website says, "If you look, there's an individual mutation, and maybe a second, and maybe a third, and that is cancer."
But, as a cancer doc, this is what I see.
This isn't a genetic disease.
So, there you see, it's a liver with colon cancer in it, and you see into the microscope a lymph node where cancer has invaded.
You see a CT scan where cancer is in the liver.
Cancer is an interaction of a cell that no longer is under growth control with the environment.
It's not in the abstract; it's the interaction with the environment.
It's what we call a system.
The goal of me as a cancer doctor is not to understand cancer.
And I think that's been the fundamental problem over the last five decades, is that we have strived to understand cancer.
The goal is to control cancer.
And that is a very different optimization scheme, a very different strategy for all of us.
I got up at the American Association of Cancer Research, one of the big cancer research meetings, with 20,000 people there, and I said, "We've made a mistake.
We've all made a mistake, myself included, by focusing down, by being a reductionist.
We need to take a step back."
And, believe it or not, there were hisses in the audience.
People got upset, but this is the only way we're going to go forward.
You know, I was very fortunate to meet Danny Hillis a few years ago.
We were pushed together, and neither one of us really wanted to meet the other.
I said, "Do I really want to meet a guy from Disney, who designed computers?"
And he was saying: Does he really want to meet another doctor?
But people prevailed on us, and we got together, and it's been transformative in what I do, absolutely transformative.
We have designed, and we have worked on the modeling -- and much of these ideas came from Danny and from his team -- the modeling of cancer in the body as complex system.
And I'll show you some data there where I really think it can make a difference and a new way to approach it.
The key is, when you look at these variables and you look at this data, you have to understand the data inputs.
You know, if I measured your temperature over 30 days, and I asked, "What was the average temperature?"
and it came back at 98.7, I would say, "Great."
But if during one of those days your temperature spiked to 102 for six hours, and you took Tylenol and got better, etc., I would totally miss it.
So, one of the problems, the fundamental problems in medicine is that you and I, and all of us, we go to our doctor once a year.
We have discrete data elements; we don't have a time function on them.
Earlier it was referred to this direct life device.
You know, I've been using it for two and a half months.
It's a staggering device, not because it tells me how many kilocalories I do every day, but because it looks, over 24 hours, what I've done in a day.
And I didn't realize that for three hours I'm sitting at my desk, and I'm not moving at all.
And a lot of the functions in the data that we have as input systems here are really different than we understand them, because we're not measuring them dynamically.
And so, if you think of cancer as a system, there's an input and an output and a state in the middle.
So, the states, are equivalent classes of history, the diet, the treatment, the genetic mutations.
The output are our symptoms: Do we have pain? Is the cancer growing? Do we feel bloated, etc.?
Most of that state is hidden.
So what we do in our field is we change and input, we give aggressive chemotherapy, and we say, "Did that output get better? Did that pain improve, etc.?"
And so, the problem is that it's not just one system, it's multiple systems on multiple scales.
It's a system of systems.
And so, when you start to look at emergent systems, you can look at a neuron under a microscope.
A neuron under the microscope is very elegant with little things sticking out and little things over here, but when you start to put them together in a complex system, and you start to see that it becomes a brain, and that brain can create intelligence, and cancer is starting to model it like a complex system.
Well, the bad news is that these robust -- and robust is a key word -- emergent systems are very hard to understand in detail.
The good news is you can manipulate them. You can try to control them without that fundamental understanding of every component.
One of the most fundamental clinical trials in cancer came out in February in the New England Journal of Medicine, where they took women who were pre-menopausal with breast cancer.
So, about the worst kind of breast cancer you can get.
They had gotten their chemotherapy, and then they randomized them, where half got placebo, and half got a drug called Zoledronic acid that builds bone.
It's used to treat osteoporosis, and they got that twice a year.
They looked and, in these 1,800 women, given twice a year a drug that builds bone, you reduce the recurrence of cancer by 35 percent.
Reduce occurrence of cancer by a drug that doesn't even touch the cancer.
So the notion, you change the soil, the seed doesn't grow as well.
You change that system, and you could have a marked effect on the cancer.
Nobody has ever shown -- and this will be shocking -- nobody has ever shown that most chemotherapy actually touches a cancer cell.
It's never been shown.
There's all these elegant work in the tissue culture dishes, that if you give this cancer drug, you can do this effect to the cell, but the doses in those dishes are nowhere near the doses that happen in the body.
If I give a woman with breast cancer a drug called Taxol every three weeks, which is the standard, about 40 percent of women with metastatic cancer have a great response to that drug.
And a response is 50 percent shrinkage.
Well, remember that's not even an order of magnitude, but that's a different story.
They then recur, I give them that same drug every week.
Another 30 percent will respond.
They then recur, I give them that same drug over 96 hours by continuous infusion, another 20 or 30 percent will respond.
So, you can't tell me it's working by the same mechanism in all three size.
It's not. We have no idea the mechanism.
So the idea that chemotherapy may just be disrupting that complex system, just like building bone disrupted that system and reduced recurrence, chemotherapy may work by that same exact way.
The wild thing about that trial also, was that it reduced new primaries, so new cancers, by 30 percent also.
So, the problem is, yours and mine, all of our systems are changing.
They're dynamic.
I mean, this is a scary slide, not to take an aside, but it looks at obesity in the world.
And I'm sorry if you can't read the numbers, they're kind of small.
But, if you start to look at it, that red, that dark color there, more than 75 percent of the population of those countries are obese.
Look a decade ago, look two decades ago: markedly different.
So, our systems today are dramatically different than our systems a decade or two ago.
So the diseases we have today, which reflect patterns in the system over the last several decades, are going to change dramatically over the next decade or so based on things like this.
So, this picture, although it is beautiful, is a 40-gigabyte picture of the whole proteome.
So this is a drop of blood that has gone through a superconducting magnet, and we're able to get resolution where we can start to see all of the proteins in the body.
We can start to see that system.
Each of the red dots are where a protein has actually been identified.
The power of these magnets, the power of what we can do here, is that we can see an individual neutron with this technology.
So, again, this is stuff we're doing with Danny Hillis and a group called Applied Proteomics, where we can start to see individual neutron differences, and we can start to look at that system like we never have before.
So, instead of a reductionist view, we're taking a step back.
So this is a woman, 46 years old, who had recurrent lung cancer.
It was in her brain, in her lungs, in her liver.
She had gotten Carboplatin Taxol, Carboplatin Taxotere, Gemcitabine, Navelbine: Every drug we have she had gotten, and that disease continued to grow.
She had three kids under the age of 12, and this is her CT scan.
And so what this is, is we're taking a cross-section of her body here, and you can see in the middle there is her heart, and to the side of her heart on the left there is this large tumor that will invade and will kill her, untreated, in a matter of weeks.
She goes on a pill a day that targets a pathway, and again, I'm not sure if this pathway was in the system, in the cancer, but it targeted a pathway, and a month later, pow, that cancer's gone.
Six months later it's still gone.
That cancer recurred, and she passed away three years later from lung cancer, but she got three years from a drug whose symptoms predominately were acne.
That's about it.
So, the problem is that the clinical trial was done, and in the fundamental clinical trial -- the pivotal clinical trial we call the Phase Three, we refused to use a placebo.
Would you want your mother, your brother, your sister to get a placebo if they had advanced lung cancer and had weeks to live?
And the answer, obviously, is not.
So, it was done on this group of patients.
Ten percent of people in the trial had this dramatic response that was shown here, and the drug went to the FDA, and the FDA said, "Without a placebo, how do I know patients actually benefited from the drug?"
So the morning the FDA was going to meet, this was the editorial in the Wall Street Journal.
And so, what do you know, that drug was approved.
The amazing thing is another company did the right scientific trial, where they gave half placebo and half the drug.
And we learned something important there.
What's interesting is they did it in South America and Canada, where it's "more ethical to give placebos."
They had to give it also in the U.S. to get approval, so I think there were three U.S. patients in upstate New York who were part of the trial.
But they did that, and what they found is that 70 percent of the non-responders lived much longer and did better than people who got placebo.
So it challenged everything we knew in cancer, is that you don't need to get a response.
You don't need to shrink the disease.
If we slow the disease, we may have more of a benefit on patient survival, patient outcome, how they feel, than if we shrink the disease.
The problem is that, if I'm this doc, and I get your CT scan today and you've got a two centimeter mass in your liver, and you come back to me in three months and it's three centimeters, did that drug help you or not?
How do I know?
Would it have been 10 centimeters, or am I giving you a drug with no benefit and significant cost?
So, it's a fundamental problem.
And, again, that's where these new technologies can come in.
And so, the goal obviously is that you go into your doctor's office -- well, the ultimate goal is that you prevent disease, right?
The ultimate goal is that you prevent any of these things from happening.
That is the most effective, cost-effective, best way we can do things today.
But if one is unfortunate to get a disease, you'll go into your doctor's office, he or she will take a drop of blood, and we will start to know how to treat your disease.
The way we've approached it is the field of proteomics, again, this looking at the system.
It's taking a big picture.
The problem with technologies like this is that if one looks at proteins in the body, there are 11 orders of magnitude difference between the high-abundant and the low-abundant proteins.
So, there's no technology in the world that can span 11 orders of magnitude.
And so, a lot of what has been done with people like Danny Hillis and others We can start to look at different components along this spectrum.
And so, earlier was talked about cross-discipline, about collaboration.
And I think one of the exciting things that is starting to happen now is that people from those fields are coming in.
Yesterday, the National Cancer Institute announced a new program called the Physical Sciences and Oncology, where physicists, mathematicians, are brought in to think about cancer, people who never approached it before.
Danny and I got 16 million dollars, they announced yesterday, to try to attach this problem.
A whole new approach, instead of giving high doses of chemotherapy by different mechanisms, to try to bring technology to get a picture of what's actually happening in the body.
So, just for two seconds, how these technologies work -- because I think it's important to understand it.
What happens is every protein in your body is charged, so the proteins are sprayed in, the magnet spins them around, and then there's a detector at the end.
When it hit that detector is dependent on the mass and the charge.
And so we can accurately -- if the magnet is big enough, and your resolution is high enough -- you can actually detect all of the proteins in the body and start to get an understanding of the individual system.
And so, as a cancer doctor, instead of having paper in my chart, in your chart, and it being this thick, this is what data flow is starting to look like in our offices, where that drop of blood is creating gigabytes of data.
Electronic data elements are describing every aspect of the disease.
And certainly the goal is we can start to learn from every encounter and actually move forward, instead of just having encounter and encounter, without fundamental learning.
So, to conclude, we need to get away from reductionist thinking.
We need to start to think differently and radically.
And so, I implore everyone here: Think differently. Come up with new ideas.
Tell them to me or anyone else in our field, because over the last 59 years, nothing has changed.
We need a radically different approach.
You know, Andy Grove stepped down as chairman of the board at Intel -- and Andy was one of my mentors, tough individual.
When Andy stepped down, he said, "No technology will win. Technology itself will win."
And I'm a firm believer, in the field of medicine and especially cancer, that it's going to be a broad platform of technologies that will help us move forward and hopefully help patients in the near-term.
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It seemed like my basic assumptions just stopped working.
I felt like a pilot flying through the mist, and I lost all sense of direction.
I stopped shaving.
I couldn't get out of bed in the morning.
I felt unworthy of stepping across the gates of the university, because I wasn't like Einstein or Newton or any other scientist whose results I had learned about, because in science, we just learn about the results, not the process.
And so obviously, I couldn't be a scientist.
But I had enough support and I made it through and discovered something new about nature.
This is an amazing feeling of calmness, being the only person in the world who knows a new law of nature.
And I started the second project in my Ph.D, and it happened again.
I got stuck and I made it through.
And I started thinking, maybe there's a pattern here.
I asked the other graduate students, and they said, "Yeah, that's exactly what happened to us, except nobody told us about it."
We'd all studied science as if it's a series of logical steps between question and answer, but doing research is nothing like that.
At the same time, I was also studying to be an improvisation theater actor.
So physics by day, and by night, laughing, jumping, singing, playing my guitar.
Improvisation theater, just like science, goes into the unknown, without a director, without a script, without having any idea what you'll portray or what the other characters will do.
But unlike science, in improvisation theater, they tell you from day one what's going to happen to you when you get onstage.
You're going to fail miserably.
You're going to get stuck.
And we would practice staying creative inside that stuck place.
For example, we had an exercise and each person had to do the world's worst tap dance, and everybody else applauded and cheered you on, supporting you onstage.
When I became a professor and had to guide my own students through their research projects, I realized again, I don't know what to do.
biology, chemistry, but not one hour, not one concept on how to mentor, how to guide someone to go together into the unknown, about motivation.
So I turned to improvisation theater, and I told my students from day one what's going to happen when you start research, and this has to do with our mental schema Because you see, whenever people do anything, for example if I want to touch this blackboard, my brain first builds up a schema, a prediction of exactly what my muscles will do and if I get blocked, if my schema doesn't match reality,
that causes extra stress called cognitive dissonance.
That's why your schemas had better match reality.
But if you believe the way science is taught, and if you believe textbooks, you're liable to have the following schema of research.
If A is the question, and B is the answer, then research is a direct path.
The problem is that if an experiment doesn't work, or a student gets depressed, it's perceived as something utterly wrong and causes tremendous stress.
And that's why I teach my students a more realistic schema.
Here's an example where things don't match your schema.
So I teach my students a different schema.
If A is the question, B is the answer, stay creative in the cloud, and you start going, and experiments don't work, experiments don't work, experiments don't work, experiments don't work, until you reach a place linked with negative emotions where it seems like your basic assumptions have stopped making sense, like somebody yanked the carpet beneath your feet.
And I call this place the cloud.
Now you can be lost in the cloud for a day, a week, a month, a year, a whole career, but sometimes, if you're lucky enough and you have enough support, you can see in the materials at hand, or perhaps meditating on the shape of the cloud, a new answer, C, and you decide to go for it.
And experiments don't work, experiments don't work, but you get there, and then you tell everyone about it by publishing a paper that reads A arrow C, which is a great way to communicate, but as long as you don't forget the path that brought you there.
Now this cloud is an inherent part of research, an inherent part of our craft, because the cloud stands guard at the boundary.
It stands guard at the boundary between the known and the unknown, because in order to discover something truly new, at least one of your basic assumptions has to change, and that means that in science, we do something quite heroic.
Every day, we try to bring ourselves to the boundary between the known and the unknown and face the cloud.
Now notice that I put B in the land of the known, because we knew about it in the beginning, but C is always more interesting and more important than B.
So B is essential in order to get going, but C is much more profound, and that's the amazing thing about resesarch.
Now just knowing that word, the cloud, has been transformational in my research group, because students come to me and say, "Uri, I'm in the cloud," and I say, "Great, you must be feeling miserable."
But I'm kind of happy, because we might be close to the boundary between the known and the unknown, and we stand a chance of discovering something truly new, since the way our mind works, it's just knowing that the cloud is normal, it's essential, and in fact beautiful, we can join the Cloud Appreciation Society, and it detoxifies the feeling that something is deeply wrong with me.
And as a mentor, I know what to do, which is to step up my support for the student, because research in psychology shows that if you're feeling fear and despair, your mind narrows down to very safe and conservative ways of thinking. If you'd like to explore the risky paths needed to get out of the cloud, you need other emotions -- solidarity, support, hope â that come with your connection from somebody else,
so like in improvisation theater, in science, it's best to walk into the unknown together.
So knowing about the cloud, you also learn from improvisation theater a very effective way to have conversations inside the cloud.
It's based on the central principle so here improvisation theater came to my help again.
It's called saying "Yes, and" to the offers made by other actors.
That means accepting the offers and building on them, saying, "Yes, and."
For example, if one actor says, "Here is a pool of water," and the other actor says, "No, that's just a stage," the improvisation is over.
It's dead, and everybody feels frustrated.
That's called blocking.
If you're not mindful of communications, scientific conversations can have a lot of blocking.
Saying "Yes, and" sounds like this.
"Here is a pool of water." "Yeah, let's jump in."
"Look, there's a whale! Let's grab it by its tail.
It's pulling us to the moon!"
So saying "Yes, and" bypasses our inner critic.
We all have an inner critic that kind of guards what we say, so people don't think that we're obscene or crazy or unoriginal, and science is full of the fear of appearing unoriginal.
Saying "Yes, and" bypasses the critic and unlocks hidden voices of creativity you didn't even know that you had, and they often carry the answer about the cloud.
So you see, knowing about the cloud and about saying "Yes, and" made my lab very creative.
Students started playing off of each others' ideas, and we made surprising discoveries For example, we were stuck for a year trying to understand the intricate biochemical networks inside our cells, and we said, "We are deeply in the cloud," and we had a playful conversation where my student Shai Shen Orr said, "Let's just draw this on a piece of paper, this network," and instead of saying, "But we've done that so many times
and it doesn't work," I said, "Yes, and let's use a very big piece of paper," and then Ron Milo said, "Let's use a gigantic architect's blueprint kind of paper, and I know where to print it," and we printed out the network and looked at it, and that's where we made our most important discovery, that this complicated network is just made of a handful of simple, repeating interaction patterns
like motifs in a stained glass window.
We call them network motifs, and they're the elementary circuits that help us understand the logic of the way cells make decisions in all organisms, including our body.
Soon enough, after this, I started being invited to give talks to thousands of scientists across the world, but the knowledge about the cloud and saying "Yes, and" just stayed within my own lab, because you see, in science, we don't talk about the process, anything subjective or emotional.
We talk about the results.
So there was no way to talk about it in conferences.
That was unthinkable.
And I saw scientists in other groups get stuck without even having a word to describe what they're seeing, and their ways of thinking narrowed down to very safe paths, their science didn't reach its full potential, and they were miserable.
I thought, that's the way it is.
I'll try to make my lab as creative as possible, and if everybody else does the same, science will eventually become more and more better and better.
That way of thinking got turned on its head when by chance I went to hear Evelyn Fox Keller give a talk about her experiences as a woman in science.
And she asked, "Why is it that we don't talk about the subjective and emotional aspects of doing science?
It's not by chance. It's a matter of values."
You see, science seeks knowledge that's objective and rational.
That's the beautiful thing about science.
But we also have a cultural myth that the doing of science, what we do every day to get that knowledge, is also only objective and rational, like Mr. Spock.
And when you label something as objective and rational, automatically, the other side, the subjective and emotional, become labeled as non-science or anti-science or threatening to science, and we just don't talk about it.
And when I heard that, that science has a culture, everything clicked into place for me, because if science has a culture, culture can be changed, and I can be a change agent working to change the culture of science wherever I could.
And so the very next lecture I gave in a conference, I talked about my science, and then I talked about the importance of the subjective and emotional aspects of doing science and how we should talk about them, and I looked at the audience, and they were cold.
They couldn't hear what I was saying in the context of a 10 back-to-back PowerPoint presentation conference.
And I tried again and again, conference after conference, but I wasn't getting through.
I was in the cloud.
And eventually I managed to get out the cloud using improvisation and music.
Since then, every conference I go to, I give a science talk and a second, special talk called "Love and fear in the lab," and I start it off by doing a song about scientists' greatest fear, which is that we work hard, we discover something new, and somebody else publishes it before we do.
We call it being scooped, and being scooped feels horrible.
It makes us afraid to talk to each other, which is no fun, because we came to science to share our ideas and to learn from each other, and so I do a blues song, which â â called "Scooped Again," and I ask the audience to be my backup singers, and I tell them, "Your text is 'Scoop, Scoop.'" It sounds like this: "Scoop, scoop!"
Sounds like this.
⪠I've been scooped again ⪠⪠Scoop! Scoop! ⪠And then we go for it.
⪠I've been scooped again ⪠⪠Scoop! Scoop! ⪠⪠I've been scooped again ⪠⪠Scoop! Scoop! ⪠⪠I've been scooped again ⪠⪠Scoop! Scoop! ⪠⪠I've been scooped again ⪠⪠Scoop! Scoop! ⪠⪠Oh mama, can't you feel my pain ⪠⪠Heavens help me, I've been scooped again ⪠Thank you.
Thank you for your backup singing.
So everybody starts laughing, starts breathing, notices that there's other scientists around them with shared issues, and we start talking about the emotional and subjective things that go on in research.
It feels like a huge taboo has been lifted.
Finally, we can talk about this in a scientific conference.
And scientists have gone on to form peer groups where they meet regularly and create a space to talk about the emotional and subjective things that happen as they're mentoring, as they're going into the unknown, about the process of doing science, about going into the unknown together, and many other things.
So my vision is that, just like every scientist knows the word "atom," that matter is made out of atoms, every scientist would know the words like "the cloud," saying "Yes, and," and science will become much more creative, make many, many more unexpected discoveries for the benefit of us all, and would also be much more playful.
And what I might ask you to remember from this talk is that next time you face a problem you can't solve in work or in life, there's a word for what you're going to see: the cloud.
And you can go through the cloud not alone but together with someone who is your source of support to say "Yes, and" to your ideas, to help you say "Yes, and" to your own ideas, through the wisps of the cloud, you'll find that moment of calmness where you get your first glimpse of your unexpected discovery, your C.
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ãYes! I am declining the heroine role!ã
ãEEeehh?!! H-, hold on, what are you saying, Glis?! What about our meal......!ã
Rafinha stuttered in her question. Of course, it was only natural that she would be so concerned.
ãI know that, Rani. Count Weissmall, please give the role you were going to give to Senior Silva to me instead!ã
ãHoho?!! Th-, then, who will fill the heroine role?ã
ãPlease give it to one of the men!ã
ãMen......?!ã
ãYes. In other words, Mariabelle the heroine will be a man. Conversely speaking, the two main characters who were supposed to fight over her will be women!ã
ãSo youâre saying......you want to reverse the gender of the cast?ã
ãYes. That way, you donât need to revise the plot! You said it yourself, Count Weissmall, the highlight of this play is the gaudy battle scene between two suitors! If so, we just need to focus on that highlight. Iâm sorry if I sound rude, but in terms of combat sequences and piloting Flygears, I am more proficient than the actors of the troupe! Let us show the audience something that will satisfy them!ã
ãHmm, I see the logic. The sight of you fighting, Miss Inglis, is truly beautiful and dignifying... it would be a spectacle for the audience.ã
Redas nodded at Inglisâ statement.
ãIndeed, you really look majestic when youâre fighting! Come to think of it, I discovered you because I saw you fought, did I not.ã
ãThis is an age where women have to be strong too! Itâs old-fashioned to think that women are mere flowers who can only be wanted and loved by men! We must show that we possess the strength and will to grasp what we want in our hands! Thatâs what I want to convey to the audience!ããHou ho ho......! Ho Ho!ã
ãDonât decide just yet who will win the duel, the rival or I! As the winner will be rewarded with the kissing scene! By purposely letting the plot open, we should be able to create the intensity of an actual battle!ã
ãOoh!! What an unprecedented idea! This is fresh, really fresh!! I am excited!ã
ãNo, rather than a stage play, wouldnât that be more like an exhibition match then?ã
ãIf Inglis were to have a serious fight on the stage, though, the entire theatre would be leveled......ã
ãForget that, a single stray bullet from her will kill anyone!ã
ãSsh!! Everyone, be quiet! This is a new stage production in the process! Itâs art!ã
ãIndeed it is! What is it if not the most fascinating experiment! There is no progress without challenge! And so, the one to play the role of your rival will be Rafinha, is that how it is?ã
ãM-, me? If anything, I would rather play the role of the cute heroine......ã
ãNo! Not Rani!ã
If it was her, that meant either Inglis or Rafinha would have to perform the kissing scene at the end of the show. Both of them mustnât do that, absolutely. Inglisâ goal was to avoid the kissing scene while still being able to be on stage and eat as much of the bribed cater as she wanted, but that would be putting the cart before the horse. Although she was also thinking of fulfilling another goal in mind with this agenda she tried to push through...
ãWho is it, then?ã
ãYes. Iâm thinking of asking senior Yua to play the role of my rival!ã
In a snap, Inglis pointed her finger to Yua.
ã......Howeeh?ã
Inglis quickly waltzed towards the still puzzled Yua then whispered to her ear.
ãSenior Yua, this is a huge chance to kiss the man of your choice! After all, they will listen to our opinions about the casting!ã
ãOoh!! I can choose freely? All to my heartâs content? Iâm the one who picks the handsome guy?ã
ãYes! However, for the sake of the production, you will have to fight with me in earnest, but... please defeat me if you want the kiss.ã
ã......Deal. Iâm in. Itâll be fun, after a while. Fufufufuââã
Yua showed a light curve to her lips, smiling. Seeing how the poker-faced Yua showed an expression like this, she must have been quite enthusiastic with this idea.
ãYaay! Thank you so very much!ã
As for Inglis personally, she would be having the perfect opportunity to duel with Yua as much as she wanted. She would be fighting on the stage until she was satisfied, and when the time was right, she would concede the victory as well as the kissing scene.
This was the surefire method of killing three birds with one stone; she evaded the kissing scene, she could go on the stage and had her fill, while also realizing her long-awaited wish to duel with Yua. A wonderful idea, even if she said so herself.
ãAnd so, Count Weissmall... weâll be asking for a change of cast and personnel!ã
ãYes, yess! We will do just that! This is getting more exciting by the minute!ã
Seeing the excitement between them, Rafinha blurted out her thoughts.
ãGlis really is unfair~......In the end, everything just falls right to her lap.ã
ãAhahaha! Well, rather than playing a cute and docile heroine, playing a heroine that trashes around the stage befits Inglis more......ã
ãAnd she is very quick-witted too, to boot! Although, her wit is not where the right is.ã
ãThat has nothing to do with her being smart. Glis is Glis, thatâs all.ã
ãWhen you said it, Rafinha, it somehow carries more weight...ã
ãBe that as it may, we better give our best aid too!ã
ãYeah. Like teaching the actors how to handle a Flygear, right?ã
ãNo. As Leone had said, the theatre itself could be destroyed by Miss Inglis, and so it is our role to ensure the safety of the audience by creating an enclosure with our Artifacts.ã
ãTh-, that might be really essential, yeah...ã
While Rafinha, Leone, and Liselotte were whispering to each other, Count Weissmall gave out his final word.
ãWell then, I would like to take a look at your skills, Yua! We canât be wrong with Inglisâ recommendation, but just for cautionâs sake!ã
ãThat sounds great! Itâs natural that you want to see her in action by yourself, too!ã
ãNn......Got that.ã
Yua didnât hate the notion either.
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It had been that way with all of the high-ranking vampires I had faced up until now.
âI wonât let you get away!â
I cut through the mist with the Devil King Sword, and then used Drain Touch to suck up all of the magic energy.
I had wanted to keep it alive for questioning, but if it was going to escape, then it would be better off dead.
The Devil King Sword sucked in the mana as I swung it.
At the same time, I used Drain Touch to absorb anything that had leaked out.
In the end, the True Ancestorâs head turned into ash.
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âSurely that was a good enough reward for your victory? You should look forward to meeting me again.
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The whole room, no, the entire building seemed to shake.
âWhere is it? Where is it coming from?â
Eric looked around with a grim expression.
I also used Magic Detection and Magic Exploration to the fullest, but I couldnât catch the True Ancestor at all.
However, his presence seemed to be all around us.
âOf course, a reunion with me would mean your death.
âYouâre the one who will die next time. Donât expect to be able to run away again.â
âRuck... I know your magic now....
And with those final words, the voice faded away. And the presence around us also vanished.
âHe got away...â
âGrrr. What happened! How did he do that?â
âI donât know.â
âSo even Ruck doesnât know...â
Maybe the wolf beastkin would know. I also wanted to ask the water dragons and Dorgo.
These True Ancestors were incredibly rare. Eric and I had never encountered one before.
As Kathe and I thought about this, Eric turned to us.
âIn any case, we should reunite with Goran, Serulis and the others.â
âYes, we should do that first.â
Just as I was about to start running, Kathe shouted at my back.
âDo not look this way.â
âAh, thatâs right. You donât have any clothes.â
Kathe had hurriedly turned into a dragon during the battle. And so her clothes had been ripped.
âDo you have any spare clothes?â
âYes, I prepared some.â
I looked at the door that Goran and the others had gone through. Indeed, it would be difficult for Kathe to go through it.
And even if she forced her way in, she would not be able to move much in the hallway.
Considering we might need to fight, it was better for her to be in a smaller form.
âAlright, come after us when youâre ready.â
And so Eric and I rushed ahead.
As I was using Magic Exploration, I knew that there were no more enemies around us.
Kathe would be fine even if she was alone. Besides, she was very strong.
After Eric and I had run for a short while, we saw Goran, Serulis, Shia and Grulf up ahead.
They seemed to have just finished fighting. I called out to Goran.
âHow are things here?â
âAye, weâre fine for now. But there were quite a lot of Lords.â
Goran said as he cut off the last Vampire Lordâs head off with his sword.
âGroof!â
Grulf also looked very happy as he jumped onto me.
There was blood on his fangs and claws. It must be vampire blood. I would have to wash it off later.
But as he seemed to have done very well, I gave him plenty of praise and pats.
âGrulf, you fought well, didnât you?â
âGroof! Groof!â
Grulfâs tail wagged happily.
Serulis and Shia were wiping the blood off of their blades and adjusting their armor.
They were probably preparing for the next battle.
Goran said,
âWhat about you? Huh? Whereâs Kathe?â
âKathe should be coming soon, after she returns to her human form. But the enemy managed to escape.â
â...What! Itâs unusual for an enemy to escape when both you and Eric are there.â
But Goran wasnât blaming us. He was just genuinely surprised.
However, Eric opened his mouth apologetically.
âIâm sorry.â
âNo, you donât need to apologize. But what happened?â
âAbout that...â
Just as I was about to explain, we heard the sounds of stomping feet.
âSorry to keep you waiting!â
After seeing this, Eric said,
âWell, Kathe is back. We can explain everything later. Letâs go and save these people.â
âYes, letâs do that.â
I agreed. Goran, Shia, and Serulis also nodded in agreement.
As I started to run in the lead, Serulis said,
âWe wanted to save the people first, but there were more Lords than we were expecting.â
âYes, that seems to be the case. But Iâm glad that youâre all fine. Were you affected by the Protection of the Evil God?â
âWe were mostly fine. I just felt a slight headache.â
So the range of Evil God Protection used by the True Ancestor, who are the highest-ranking vampires, was rather small.
We could then assume that at the very least, the other Dark Ones would be no different when using it.
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The street was lined with reasonably priced inns. Lanterns hung in front of the shop, casting a faint light. There was no brightness or noisy voices, just a quiet night settling in.
Mitrof said.
âComing to the inn, or bringing a porter applicant?â
âBoth.â
âNo need to worryâIâm not concerned about either.â
Grace said while leisurely crossing her arms.
âI was a bit surprised... but thatâs just fate, right?â
âThatâs a strange way of putting itâwell, elves are known for their stargazing (star-reading) abilities.â
âYou think Iâm old-fashioned, donât you?â
Grace laughed and brushed a strand of silver hair away from her cheek.
âNowadays, they say that the movements of the stars in the night sky are already determinedâeverything has a reason and is nothing but a combination of movementsâthereâs no future or destiny there.â
âWhat does Grace think?âDo you believe in that celestial science(astronomy) thing?â
âWell, itâs difficult for me to understand what smart people sayâthey say that even the ground beneath our feet is rotating.â
âThe talk of elf stargazers is also difficult for me.â
âThatâs rightâeven the words of the elderly elf stargazers are difficult for me.â
Grace laughed brightly. It was a rare sight for her.
âBut, as an elf born and living in an elf village, we must follow the destiny set by the starsâit is our mission and the norm for living a good life.â
Grace looked up at Mitrof from the corner of her eye.
Mitrof noticed her gaze and looked back.
The blue brilliance of Graceâ eyes, deeper than the darkness of the night, could be clearly seen because of the soft light of the moon and stars.
âSometimes people express what they want to say in a roundabout way,â Mitrof thought.
His father told him to go to the labyrinth. It was his way of saying to go die in an unknown place; Mitrof understood it correctly.
Implying his true intention and being able to read between the lines, this was the strong suit of the nobility. For nobles, conveying things in a straightforward manner was not something they would do for everyone to understand.
They mistakenly believe that it is because they are modestâmodest really means what Grace is now. There is no greed there.
âDid you come to the labyrinth because you read the stars?â
Grace widened her eyes in surprise. She did not expect her true intentions, which she had hidden in their conversation, to be revealed so quickly.
After that, her eyes softened, and she let out a soft breath from her lips.
âTruly, you are astuteâperhaps a word has a different weight with you than it does with me.â
âCreatures like nobles just love to play with wordsâthey have nothing else to do.â
Mitrof shrugged his shoulders.
âGrace, what did you come to the labyrinth for?â
â...Do you remember when we first met and I said I wanted to go to the fifth floor?â (TL:CH)
âI havenât forgottenâyou were insistent on going no matter what.â
Grace nodded in response and looked across the street to the inn. Just as she did, the door opened, and an elderly woman added oil to a lantern.
âThereâs an epidemic in the village nowâI came to find medicine for it.â
âAn epidemic? Then you should go to the clinic. â
Mitrof stopped mid-sentence.
Of course, medicine can be obtained at the clinic. It was straightforward. If so, Grace wouldnât need to dive into the labyrinth.
Grace looked at Mitrof again and nodded slightly, acknowledging that her guess was correct.
âItâs not for peopleâitâs a disease that affects trees.â
âWhat?â
Mitrof furrowed his brows involuntarily.
âDo trees and plants get sick too?â
âOf course. Like humans and animals, trees and flowers can also get sick, which usually leads to their wilting.â
â...Is there such a medicine?â
âYes.â
âIs it medicine made for trees?â Mitrof groaned. âThere are also some strange medicines.â
âNature goes in circlesâtrees wither, flowers fall, and animal corpses rot and return to the soilâonly we create medicine and try to overcome illness because we donât want to die.â
Grace looked away and stared blankly at the street.
âFor the elves, the forest is home, a blessing, a friend, and a designated landâwe have an agreement with the royal family.â
âWhat does that have to do with trees?â
âThere is something called a sacred tree in our forest. It is said to have received blessings from the Great Spirit; it is necessary to offer its leaves to the royal family at the beginning of the year.â
Mitrof had heard that story before, the current king favored intangible items such as divination and blessings.
That is why he has a poor relationship with scholars, led by astronomers. But he has remarkable political abilities and governs the country well.
Mitrofâs aristocratic calculations led him to believe that the king would be especially fond of the leaves of the sacred tree of the elves, blessed by the Great Spirit. And if it were not available, how would the king react?
âIf you cannot manage the forest...â
âThatâs rightâwe may be driven out of the forestâbut we are the only ones who can manage the sacred tree properly, which is why we have not lost that sanctuary.â
âSo, is the sacred tree infected with a disease after all?â
â...The tips of the leaves are starting to wither.â
Grace looked around the street.
Mitrof finally noticed. She had been checking to make sure no one else was around and listening in on their conversation. If anyone else knew, what would happen? It was that important of a matter.
â...Do you trust me?â
âYouâre the first person Iâve ever confided inâbe grateful.â
Grace joked and laughed. However, the importance of the situation did not change, and Mitrof was struck with a strange feeling. His stomach suddenly grew hot.
It was a feeling he had only experienced before when he ate something so delicious that he could not help but cheer. It was the heat of lifeâthe only moment he could feel that he was alive.
Now, a heat that exceeded that was harbored within Mitrof.
He was trusted.
Grace entrusted Mitrof with her thoughts on his existence, his personality, and his life. She trusted his way of being, âMitrof,â and revealed it to him.
âBoo...hiii,â Mitrof breathed heavily and tried to calm himself down.
âW-Whatâs the matter, Mitrof?â
Taking a deep breath, Mitrof regulated his breathing. He tried to regulate his breathing. No, it seemed like it was not working. His head was floating.
âGrace, can we continue this conversation tomorrow?â
âUh-huh? Thatâs all right, of course... I apologize, I shouldnât have bothered you with all this.â
âThatâs not it!â
âIâm extremely happy right now. Iâm also grateful that you trusted me enough to reveal how important this matter is to Grace. It makes me happy to be someone you consider trustworthy enough to confide in, to have that value. Itâs my first time in life.â
Mitrofâs cheeks were flushed to the point where it was noticeable even in the moonlight as he spoke quickly.
âTo be honest, Iâm getting carried awayâI might not be able to concentrate on your story or respond constructively like thisâlet me cool down and listen again properlyâgoodnight for nowâsee you tomorrow.â
Even with his protruding belly, Mitrof bowed with refined elegance, then walked away with heavy steps.
Grace repressed a laugh and said, âWell, that was good,â as she was surprised by his urgency.
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You, donât point such menacing weapons at people when you donât really understand the situation!?
I was quite surprised by Michelle-chanâs ruthless behavior and secretly shiver upon discovering it.
ãF- for the time being, because of the current situation, I would be glad if you could contact someone to ask for help ã
ãUn, Iâll go tell the guards, and then Finia Nee-chan......and Cortina-sama too!ã
ãEh, wa- wait......!?ã
Wait, if you inform Finia that I have been injured again, she will definitely cry and blame herself again.
I wanted to stop Michelle-chan and tried to stand up, but my legs wonât listen to what I wanted it to do.
She ran away so fast that it only took a blink of an eye before she disappeared from my field of view.
Iâm jealous of that energetic spirit......
A bit later, the city guards came along with Maxwell, and he covered for us.
I fell asleep from exhaustion after explaining everything that happened, and by the time I woke up, I was already in Cortinaâs house.
Apparently, after knowing that I am in the care of Maxwell and also Lyellâs daughter, I was exempted from the investigations.
Iâve also heard indirectly from Maxwell that there were kidnapping incidents happening in this town before, and it seems like the two of them were tasked to investigate.
Because of Finia, I was given the opportunity to detect a strange incident, but I didnât know what I would be driven into.
Fortunately, I was safe, but that situation was indeed quite dangerous.
Well, thereâs currently a much more annoying problem than that.
ãSeriously! As soon as I look away, Nicole-sama would always find herself in dangerous situations!ã
ãWell, um, Iâm sorry. I didnât expect that situation to actually end up becoming that dangerousã
ãWhy did you fight them head-on in the first place? You could have just escapedã
ãNo, you see, there were hostages taken, so I couldnât just leave them behindã
ãCompared to all those people, Nicole-sama is more important!ã
ãNonono, Finia-chan? Didnât you hear about the daughter of a very powerful aristocrat included in those kidnapped people? ã
While I was being angrily preached by Finia, Cortina takes over.
I am thankful for the help, but when she stared at me, it felt like cold sweat came rolling down my spine.
ãEven so, facing those kidnappers on your own is also no good Nicole-chan, but donât you think itâs quite a splendid result despite the mess she ended up with?ã
ãBut thatâs just. If I take my eyes away from her again, she might end up disappearing somewhere againã
ãThatâs because I am free spiritedã
I stood upright, then puffs my chest forward as I declared that, but well, itâs not really a dignified image.
Itâs definitely a bad habit that remained from my previous life where I try to solve things in the fastest way possible.
If I continue this streak of resolving things with the fastest method, Iâll just probably end up becoming an assassin once again.
ãThere might have been other ways to do it, you know. So for now, reflect on your actionsã
ãPlease do consider how dangerous the situation is......Please donât do something so reckless again, okay?ã
ãUn, I will do my best in having a more positive result as possibleã
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ãAhaha, this child has a few screws loose in her head. Is she trying to imitate Maria? ã
Cortina smacks my back while laughing out loud.
She still possessed the inherent ability of cat people to ease up the situation, so I didnât think much about what she did.
ãAlright, letâs all take a bath together, then letâs hear about Nicole-chanâs epic sagaã
ãCortina-sama, I donât think itâs the right time for that though......ã
ãThen, should we talk about her past misadventures?ã
ãAbout that, there was a time when Nicole-sama broke Mariaâs favorite cup, she then secretly sneaked out and buried it in the gardenââã
ãWhy, why do you know about that!?ã
At that time, I was really afraid of Mariaâs punishment, and should really have acted more cautiously than I should.
How did an amateur like Finia be able to follow my traces though?
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Cat people are also very cheerful individuals, and the place becoming livelier is also a big welcome.
For me though, I have always wanted to concentrate on training quietly since my early childhood.
I was caught by Cortina and was dragged into the bathroom.
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Some people improve when they are compared to others, while others deteriorate. So just because they were twins didnât mean they had the same disposition.
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âHenry doesnât like me, does he?â
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Oh, well, Henry said something like that a long time ago. I think he expected me to realize such things on my own... Well, it was none of my business.
âOh. That was all she said. It was like everything Iâd been holding on to was gone. Her words and the look she gave me were all so special. So, I would do anything to protect Liz.â
Alan uttered in a strong voice.
If she had only saved his heart, I could just say âWell doneâ, but she brought harm to us....
âAs a brother, I have to protect my sister.â
âAlicia has gone too far!â
Alanâs voice mingled with Henryâs this time. His raspy voice could be clearly heard echoing down the corridor.
Wow, Alanâs brain could only think of Liz....
âIâve always tried to protect Ali too. Sheâs a sweet little sister. And yet, she acts like that towards Liz...â
âWell, it canât be helped that you would want to protect the woman you have fallen in love with. But I once asked Ali if she hated Alan. She replied with a smile, âNo, I donât.â Even if you hated her to the point of wanting to kill her, she wouldnât hate you. It wasnât sarcastic or anything; she meant it.â
Alan froze at Henryâs words.
âHey, so. Did I do something terrible to Ali...â
I could tell by the tremor in Alanâs voice that he was upset.
I wondered if we could get him out of his brainwashing before we put him in jail.
No, no, no, it was Henry who said they were going to experiment on people. He wouldnât do something stupid like releasing the brainwashing now.
I decided to watch them a little longer.
âAlan, answer this question for me. Did Alicia ever ask for your help?â
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There were other players there who were enjoying themselves fishing.
Their fishing lines were in the water, and they waited quietly for something to bite.
Yes, the fishing in this game wasnât some kind of simplified minigame.
There wouldnât be a reaction within a few seconds, and then all you had to do was press a button to catch a great fish.
There would be a lot of waiting. And there was no assurance that you would catch anything.
But it wasnât too bad.
Of course, some might ask what value there was in having realistic fishing in a game. But there was a market for games that had greater realism.
Besides, fishing in the real world had even more hurdles.
You might have to travel, buy fishing gear, and there was the issue of what to do afterward.
I wouldnât be chopping them up and eating the fish. I suppose you could just release them...
But I had memories of going fishing with my father, and it was fun even if we didnât catch anything.
As an adult, you thought about too many other things, and it sapped all the fun out of it.
However, I am different now.
And I had all the time in the world.
I am ready to stare vacantly into space for the whole day...!
And so I threw the fishing rod so that the hook flew far out.
...It went a little farther than I had intended.
Could it be that my status was affecting it?
Well, perhaps I would be able to catch something bigger farther out. So it wasnât a bad thing.
I just needed to catch something that was over a meter long, and then I would complete the trial.
âStill, this fishing rod...is kind of weird.â
The rod, line, and reel were all very modern. It didnât really fit into a fantasy world.
Furthermore, there was a rope attached to it that went around my waist...
âExcuse me. You wouldnât happen to be...Mister Kyuji?â
âUh, yeah.â
The player next to me asked me hesitantly.
He had a character that was older, just like me.
âIâve heard all about you.â
âThanks. Did you want to take a photo?â
âNo, not really...â
âSorry, itâs just that people are always asking me... Itâs getting to my head.â
âNo, no. Iâm sorry that I gave you that impression!â
The trouble with talking to other older men was that we were too polite.
âSo, uh, what did you want?â
âAh, thatâs right. I saw that you threw the line so very far away. But from what I heard, doing that will result in catching something too big to reel in. And you will get dragged into the...â
âAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!â
âAh...â
It really was important to get to the point immediately.
I was already dragged into the sea.
C-calm down...!
To be honest, I had predicted that this would happen the moment I tied the rope around my waist.
And now it had happened, so calm down...!
I could breathe underwater, so there was no need to panic.
Itâs not like I would encounter the Blue Sea Dragon here.
Apparently, that dragon usually swam far out in the sea, and rarely came this close to the shore.
In other words, I was incredibly lucky or unlucky to have met it...
In any case, I gripped the fishing rod again and started to reel myself in.
I would pull myself towards whatever it was that had taken the bait.
âWoah, itâs huge...â
It was a sunfish.
But much larger than the normal ones.
I remember being so impressed when I saw them swimming at an aquarium once.
It was very different seeing such living creatures in person.
But seeing them close up also made me feel a little scared.
Why did they look like this...?
They did not look like something from planet earth.
...Hmm, I seem to be basking in old memories a little too much lately.
And I wasnât even the type to become sentimental when visiting the sea.
âItâs time to use my Sea Bow Art...!â
It wasnât like I couldnât use the Zero form at all.
It was a special form and an exception.
âSea Bow Art â Zero form...Harpoon!â
The arrow transformed into a harpoon.
That was the primary weapon in games when you were underwater.
Usually, it would be a gun of some sort, but since I used a bow, the arrow just turned into the harpoon.
This way, I could avoid the decrease in range and power that affected my other skills underwater.
âIâll weaken the sunfish with this.â
And so I shot three harpoons at it.
Itâs quite weak...this sunfish.
Then I just left the hook in its mouth and pulled it back to the surface.
And since I couldnât drag it all the way to the shore, I deactivated Harpoon and then shot a Warp Arrow at the beach.
Like that, I could appear on the sand with my sunfish in the blink of an eye.
There was quite a stir around me, but I ignored them and went to the sage to make a report.
âI caught it.â
âIndeed! I can already tell that it is several meters long. What a wonderful sunfish! You have passed the first trial!â
To be honest, it didnât really feel like fishing. But if he was satisfied, then that was fine.
âNow, will you accept the second trial? Of course, itâs still early, and so it is not very difficult!â
âIâll do it.â
If itâs an easy one, better to finish it off quickly.
â â â
The second trial was âTurtle Jet.â
This was also a type of common mini game.
You rode on top of a big turtle and moved forward by shifting your center of gravity.
And if you gathered enough rings of light that floated above the water, you would clear the stage.
While it wasnât particularly hard, it was all about getting the best time.
The sageâs requirement was that I complete Turtle Jet on normal difficulty in under a minute.
There were players who had already done it in seconds.
So it should be easy... Thatâs what I thought.
âWoooaahh!?â
My feet slipped and I fell into the sea.
Just standing on top of the turtle was difficult...
The shell was so slippery, and Turtle Jet wasnât about riding waves like a surfer. A living turtle was using its flippers to propel itself forward like a jet ski.
And there was a lot of vibration...
Still, the other players seemed to be doing well, and having fun.
Turtle Jet...it really was something.
Ultimately, while I had started in the afternoon, I didnât clear it until the evening.
The sunset beach looked quite romantic, but I was too exhausted to enjoy it at all.
Well, I did feel that I had improved. And that was a good feeling.
âNow you have cleared the second trial! Well done! It will be getting dark soon. So you should do the third trial on a different day.â
âBut, what is...the next trial?â
âHitting targets underwater. You will be using the Zero form to shoot at targets that are set under the water.â
âAh, in that case, I think that I can finish it now.â
This was a mini game where you tried to hit as many targets within a limited time, and rack up the highest score.
There were moving targets, vanishing targets, and targets that would deduct points if you hit them.
However, they were not nearly as fast as actual enemies you fought.
And so I just shot at them like I always did, and was able to get the necessary score with ease.
However, I also hit a few of the targets that I wasnât supposed to.
I had developed a habit of just hitting everything that entered my vision.
It was the result of being in so many fights where letting your guard down for a second could result in your death, and so it couldnât be helped.
âNow Iâve passed the third trial.â
âAye...indeed. I thought you were a clumsy man, but it seems that you are not. Humans are rather mysterious, arenât they? Well, that is all for today.â
The sea was starting to get dark.
There was something scary about the sea at night. It looked like it would swallow you up, and you would never return.
I didnât want to go into it either.
âFrom the th trial on, combat will always be involved. So be ready.â
âI understand.â
And then the sage left.
I stared at the dark sea for a while.
Yes, it was frightful how it seemed to pull you in. But there was also a beauty that made it hard to look away.
There were fires on the beach, and I could see people enjoying some night fishing.
As for me, I would log out and get some sleep...
â...Huh?â
Just as I was about to look away, I saw something like a red shooting star pass through the water.
Was it the reflection of a shooting star in the night sky?
No, it had been too bright a light for that.
âI-is there a monster in the sea...?â
It felt as if something was looking at me from the water, and so I quickly moved away from the beach. | {
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ãA subspace created by an Artifact.ã
ãYes, itâs very valuable. I call the subspace the ãMaze of Trialsã where your strength and willpower will be tested. Depending on the situation, you may even face traumatic experiences. Will you still take it?ã
Principal Miliera strained her usually gentle expression.
However, the three didnât waver. They all answered with a solid yes.
ãVery well. Thenââã
ãHold on a minute!ã
A voice raised from another direction.
When they looked over, it was the daughter of Prime Minister Althea, Liselotte from the Knight division.
Besides her were her envoy, the twin with red and blue hair from the Squire division.
The red-haired one was Van, the blue-haired one was Ray.
ãWhatâs the matter, Miss Liselotte?ã
ãThe special extracurricular studyâs permit was proof of the studentâs excellence. Procuring that permit in the first year is proof of honor! Itâs unfair that you only give that chance to those three! I wish to take the test as well!ã
There was a point to what she said.
The chance must be given equally.
As the Principal also thought the same, she nodded at Liselotteâs claim.
ãYou are right, Miss Liselotte. Then I permit your participation. If there is anyone who wishes to take part, you may come forward. However, not everyone can take it, danger to a certain degree is to be taken into account.ã
After being called by the Principal, several students applied to take the test.
Amongst them was Pullumââ
ãStop it, Pullum......! Youâre a klutz, youâll get injured if you participate by yourself!ã
ãNo, Iâm taking it......!ã
ãPrincipal, stop her!ã
ãIn terms of criteria, I must permit Miss Pullumâs participation.ã
ãEEeeh......! Then, me too......! What about meââ!?ã
ãHmm...... Forgive me.ã
ãGuess as much... Haah......ã
ãAre you okay?ã
Out of worry, Inglis reached out to Pullum.
ãIâm fine. I wonât lose to you, after allââã
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Sheâs giving me a burning sense of rivalryââ?
Lahti mustâve said something weird to her back then.
If only he had said his feelings properly, Pullum wouldnât have considered pushing herself like this.
Although, Inglis had no right to stop her, and she didnât really mind it either.
ãWell then, the test will start. Everyone, please gather around.ã
As the Principal knocked her staff Artifact right in front of everyone, countless doors appeared before them.
That sight invited exclamation from the students.
ãAmazingââã
The movement of mana was too complex, it was a territory of expertise completely outside of Inglisâ comprehension.
She felt that the staff Artifact held too much variable power in its arsenal, butââwas it actually a different item than the last, only looked similar?
ãNow, everyone, please enter any door you want. Beyond that door is a trial fitting for each of you.ã
Inglis stood at the nearest door to her.
ãRani, Leone, be careful.ã
ãYup. Letâs do our best!ã
ãSurely. Iâll absolutely overcome itã
The three went inside their respective doors.
Once Inglis stepped in, the door behind her closed and vanished into blacknessââ
And then, within the pitch-black space, Inglis was left all alone.
ãIs this.....?ã
So this is the ãMaze of Trialsã subspaceââWhat kind of opponent will I face?
With her heart thumping from anticipation, Inglis strode forward.
While it was a space she couldnât understand, she could see a speck of white light in the distance.
Should I just walk over there?
As Inglis walked, there was suddenly a silhouette of a man appearing in front of her.
It was the mysterious man she fought the other day; the slasher known as Rune Eater.
ãOoh. This one looks promising.ã
I wonder if this space reads its targetâs mind and resurfaces an opponent based on memory?
Being able to fight tough opponents, again and again, is surely an amazing thing, is it not?
However, as Inglis put on a fighting stance, the manâs figure distorted and vanished away.
This time, the black-masked man, the leader of the Ironblood Chain Brigade, showed himself.
Inglis once again assumed a fighting stance, butââhe soon vanished.
After that, various individuals showed themselves before Inglis.
The Hyrule Menace affiliated with the Ironblood Chain Brigade, Cystia.
Cylene who had transformed into a Magic Stone Beast.
Rahal transformed into a Magic Stone Beast as well.
Former Holy Knight Leon.
The Hyrule Menace affiliated with this Kingdom, Eris.
However, every one of them vanished before the fight even beganââ
ãAh, Rani.ã
There was also Rafinha in her childhood.
She was cute now, but childrenâs adorableness was something exceptional.
Inglis squinted her eyes at that sight.
There was also Raphael, a child much like his sister.
Her father Ryuk and her mother Selena.
Being shown the sight of her parents, Inglis couldnât help but feel nostalgic.
She was happy that she could see them after a while.
However, so far Inglis had only been shown her memory, with no opponent showing up,
Even her memory during her infanthood surfaced.
However, the subspace hadnât reached its end yet.
As Inglis kept walking deeperââ
She saw the sight of adults with anxiety painted on their faces as though they were children losing their father.
ãThis is......!ã
The memory of her past life, the memory of King Inglis.
The people assembling there were his retainers, watching over the death of their king.
ãThe memory of my previous life......ã
Their faces were nostalgic, but there was a question that Inglis had to ask them.
ãYou peopleââWhat happened to Sylvair Kingdom after I was gone? I told none of you to make a world where people look down on other people from above the sky. ã
This dangerous world is convenient for me to pursue martial arts, howeverââ
That doesnât mean Iâve ever ordered them to make it so.
Itâs hard to say that this world has taken a step forward. Just why has this happened?
However, this subspace only produced illusion.
Those people wouldnât have the answer to Inglisâ question.
ãKukuku...... Your era has changed.ã
ãIndeed. There is no need for a King who is left by the current age.ã
ãWe shall make you sleep once againââã
Dozens of them suddenly encircled Inglis, weapons held by their arms.
As Inglis readied a stance, a smile found its way to allure them.
ãInterestingââYou lot must have had your bodies dulled for indulging yourselves in paperwork. Let me be the one to drill practice in you. Come at me.ã
As Inglis beckoned, all the retainers charged in from every direction.
ãHAAaat!!ã
Inglis leaped high backward.
As Inglis somersaulted in a beautiful gesture, she drove a kick towards the retainer that came from behind.
ãGuooooh!?ã
ãUoah!?ã
The opponent that was blown by the kick collided with another of his peers to his leftââand, at the moment of collision, Inglis had already moved at high speed and slipped in front of them.
ãOne more!ã
There, Inglis followed up with a middle roundhouse kick.
The kicked two hit yet another two of their group on their trajectory, making all four spin in the air and collapsed right after.
ãOOoh.....!?ã
Inglisâ figure appeared in front of another retainer.
A palm strike driven into his gut.
ãS-, so fastââ!ã
Inglis moved to yet another man.
ãto spew onââ!ã
Elbow strike!
ãC-, canât see.....!ã
ãsuch nonsenseââ!ã
He crashed into the wall of the subspace, distorted, and vanished in a poof.
In less than a minute, Inglis had eradicated the shadows of the retainers of her previous life.
That was good and all, butââ
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ãªãã»ã©ãããã¯ãªããªãã®åæšçã®æ°ããããã©ã©ãã ããã | After we got rid of those two spider monsters and recovered the spider web, we started to investigate the room and discovered the bones and baggage probably belonging to adventurers in the back of it.
As I thought, they were the ones who became prey to those things, how pitiful.
âMy, those are in a good state. , , ......I suppose there are bodies.â
âOh, arenât these weapons rather good as well? Those might fetch a high price if I sell them.â
Hmm, so you wonât even let the dead rest in peace?
But, well, as they might retort to that I kept it to myself.
âHey, could you please pick up those bones and carry them back?â
âYeah, this equipment, too, please. Be careful with it because those are my merchandises.â
Kitora and Crescent Moon were instructing my seniors as if it was nothing.
As those two heard that their expressions changed and they started to complain.
âEeeeh, we should carry that?â
âMore importantly, is this some kind of payback for you to make us carry back those bones?â
âIsnât that natural? Who else but you should carry them? Thatâs the reason why we took you with us.â
âPayback, you say? Who do you think youâre talking to? Iâm a priestessâ
Those two peopleâs protest got instantly repelled.
They were made to reluctantly collect the bones and equipment and carry it back after all.
The baggage they carried on their back which was a lot consisted out of equipment and the bones of the dead and in their hands, they held swords turned spool cars.
Really, my condolences.
âWe canât go beyond that hole, I guess we have to return like this.â
âThere donât seem to be any hidden passages either.â
As she heard Crescent Moonâs and Pickâs statements Kitora asked in wonder.
âWhat are you saying? There are still places we havenât visited yet.â
âEh, where?â
âHavenât you noticed already? Inside of that hole, of course.â
Kitora answered Knopf while she wore an expression as if itâs natural.
Honestly, I donât think we should go inside that hole.
I have a feeling that this wonât turn out well.
âAre you telling us to go down that hole like this?â
âThatâs impossible, Head Akatsuki, big sis Crescent Moon, please do somethingâ
Even if you look at me with a face like that I donât know what to say.
Talk to Crescent Moon and Kitora.
Oh well, should I interfere a little because I feel kind of sorry for them?
âEven if you come youâd just drag us down so youâll wait at the entrance.â
âWell, that seems to be the case, our work would increase rather than decrease. I think so, tooâ
Crescent Moon agreed with my suggestion as well.
âNo, but telling us to just wait is......â
âIsnât it fine, Drum? Head and big sis said itâs fine. Iâll do as they said.â
Like this, we decided to leave my two seniors with the baggage behind and fall down to the bottom of the hole.
First, the female hobbit thief jumps down the hole with ease a rope in hand as reconnaissance.
Knopf chanted the aria for a light spell so we could see our surroundings.
âItâs alright! There are no signs of there being anything specialâ
After we received Pickâs report we dropped down the hole along the rope one after another as well.
âAlright, Crescent Moon you drop down first. Then itâs Knopf followed by me and lastly, itâs Kitoraâs turnâ
âIâm fine with it but donât look upâ
âYeah, be careful. That mister is quite skilled with girlsâ
You donât have to say that to Kitora, Crescent Moon.
Looks like itâs still because of the matter with Elsa.
I didnât want to particularly peek up her skirt anyway.
I only intended to help her if Kitora might fall.
Well, it would be something like accidentally seeing it then.
âStop saying such things. Crescent Moon, hurry up.â
âYeah, yeah, Iâll goâ
Crescent Moon and Knopf dropped down first followed by me as well.
âKitora, be careful not to fall down.â
âI know even if you donât tell meâ
Aah, this priestess of darkness isnât cute at all even though sheâs so pretty.
The hole was deeper than I thought, we were metres below the floor.
Itâs all stone here as wellââ
Dosu!
The moment I thought that the buttocks covered in black Goth loli clothes fell on top of me.
I received a direct hit and was staggering but I managed to somehow catch her in my arms.
âOuch, didnât I tell you to be careful?â
âIsnât it your fault for absentmindedly standing there? More importantly how long do you intend to touch me?â
Then I noticed I was carrying a beautiful girl in my arms.
She glared at me with a strong-willed expression.
I silently put Kitora down on the floor.
She sure was soft but I didnât fall in love.
Ah, thatâs wrong.
I didnât do it intentionally.
âWell, fine, letâs move on.â
Itâs not fine at all!
While one-sided false suspicion was placed on me we started our underground exploration.
This dungeon seems to be pretty big.
Unlike the first floor which had a simple structure, this floor was structured like a maze.
Anyway, I have to continue mapping diligently so that we wonât get lost.
There were curved passages as well which confused oneâs sense of direction.
âHere they come again!â
As she shouted Crescent Moon cut down a Goblin coming from one of the small side rooms.
Although itâs just rudimentary monsters like vampire bats and Goblins who appear there are a lot of them.
Especially the Goblins steadily appear in one to five groups.
âIs there a Goblin nest around here somewhere?â
âThinking about it, with that many thereâs no doubt about that, right? I wonder if Goblins will be our only problem.â
Crescent Moon answered Knopfâs question.
There are reports that Goblins do not always build a nest alone but there is the possibility of them getting ruled by the higher ranked Hobgoblins or Orcs.
âPlease wait a minuteâ
Pick sent a gesture to everyone to keep silent then she carefully looked around the corner.
â......Looks like there is some kind of nest over thereâ
After she was looking around quietly for a while she slowly came back without making a sound and gave us her report.
âThe passage is blocked by a wooden fence and there are several guards protecting it.â
âWas there anything else but Goblins?â
âAs far as I could see there wasnât anything else.â
Crescent Moon who heard Pickâs words looked at me.
Mmm, what should we do?
âWeâll be found sooner or later if we stay here. Letâs return for a bit and think about this.â
We returned to the passage we came from and entered a small side room to work out a strategy.
âWe donât know the exact number of our opponents nor do we know if thereâs anything else but Goblins in there.â
Crescent Moon complained.
If there was really someone among our opponents who was dominating the Goblins then their movements would be completely different from their usual ones.
Although if itâs just Goblins they just have huge numbers but if a guy with higher intelligence is among them the risk drastically increases.
âThatâs right, huh? I wish we could somehow find out if itâs just Goblinsâ
âI suppose it should be fine. Though itâs nothing more than my simple guess â -â
As Kitora started to speak with a thoughtful expression Knopf urged her on to talk.
âItâs fine so please tell usâ
âI think this dungeon was made by someone with the intention to draw in adventurers.â
As she said that Kitora looked into each of our faces.
âPerhaps the centipedesâ and spidersâ purpose was to examine the invading adventurers?â
âBy examining you mean their strength?â
âRight, our competency. So, the ones who cleaned up everything up there either fall down here or come down her intentionally.â
âThen are the Goblins part of this trap?â
This time Kitora didnât make fun of Crescent Moon and answered her question seriously.
That would be the only time when I think about it.
âOf course thereâs that possibility. But arenât Goblins too weak for that? No matter what you say the spiders just now were a lot stronger.â
âWell, if you put it that way, youâre right. Then do the Goblins have another purpose?â
âYeah, I think so. Well, I thought about it, but- â arenât they just baits?â
âBaits, you say?! The Goblins?â
Pick raised a crazy voice.
Kitora nodded.
âThatâs right, bait. Didnât we go down the pit a while ago? In other word, this space from that floor to the bottom is completely artificially made and one canât freely come or go. So the creatures in this basement need food to live. If it isnât Undead that is. Thatâs the purpose of the bait.â
âIn other words, there are stronger monsters down there who eat the goblins to live?â
Knopf seemed to be able to understand her thoughts.
But isnât that strange?
Even Goblins have to eat to increase their numbers to complete the food chain.
If they donât do that the Goblins would immediately become extinct.
âBut what do the Goblins eat? If the Goblinâs number doesnât increase the balance would immediately collapse.â
As I posed that question Kitora laughed before answering my question.
âDo you think so? But itâs not like thatâ
âThen what is it?â
âGoblins are thought to have a generally strong propagative power. Thatâs true but they canât breed among themselves. As there arenât any females among them. Therefore they can only increase their numbers through impregnating females of us **** sapiens and our sub-races.â
A group only consisting out of males with now females in them.
That sounds miserable but Iâm a little relieved.
But therefore I canât forgive them attacking females of other races.
âAbout that, those guys in here werenât born naturally. Those tribes were created with dark magic. Goblins created with dark magic can only live if they are given dark magical power. Ah, just for your information I didnât make them!â
âEhm, well, I donât really get what you want to say.â
Crescent Moon was rushing her to get to the point.
âWhat I want to say is that this dungeon might be made by someone using dark magic. If those Goblins were produced by that guyâs magical power they might keep them as bait for some strong monster down here or something like that.â
âSo what you want to say is there isnât anything else but Goblins there?â
âWell, if I guessed right, that is.â
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But the pace of exponential growth is really what describes information technologies.
And it's not just computation.
There is a big difference between linear and exponential growth.
If I take 30 steps linearly -- one, two, three, four, five -- I get to 30.
If I take 30 steps exponentially -- two, four, eight, 16 -- I get to a billion.
It makes a huge difference.
And that really describes information technology.
When I was a student at MIT, we all shared one computer that took up a whole building.
The computer in your cellphone today is a million times cheaper, a million times smaller, a thousand times more powerful.
That's a billion-fold increase in capability per dollar that we've actually experienced since I was a student.
And we're going to do it again in the next 25 years.
Information technology progresses through a series of S-curves where each one is a different paradigm.
So people say, "What's going to happen when Moore's Law comes to an end?"
Which will happen around 2020.
We'll then go to the next paradigm.
And Moore's Law was not the first paradigm to bring exponential growth to computing.
The exponential growth of computing started decades before Gordon Moore was even born.
And it doesn't just apply to computation.
It's really any technology where we can measure the underlying information properties.
Here we have 49 famous computers. I put them in a logarithmic graph.
The logarithmic scale hides the scale of the increase, because this represents trillions-fold increase since the 1890 census.
In 1950s they were shrinking vacuum tubes, making them smaller and smaller. They finally hit a wall; they couldn't shrink the vacuum tube any more and keep the vacuum.
And that was the end of the shrinking of vacuum tubes, but it was not the end of the exponential growth of computing.
We went to the fourth paradigm, transistors, and finally integrated circuits.
When that comes to an end we'll go to the sixth paradigm; three-dimensional self-organizing molecular circuits.
But what's even more amazing, really, than this fantastic scale of progress, is that -- look at how predictable this is.
I mean this went through thick and thin, through war and peace, through boom times and recessions.
The Great Depression made not a dent in this exponential progression.
We'll see the same thing in the economic recession we're having now.
At least the exponential growth of information technology capability will continue unabated.
And I just updated these graphs.
Because I had them through 2002 in my book, "The Singularity is Near."
So we updated them, so I could present it here, to 2007.
And I was asked, "Well aren't you nervous?
Maybe it kind of didn't stay on this exponential progression."
I was a little nervous because maybe the data wouldn't be right, but I've done this now for 30 years, and it has stayed on this exponential progression.
Look at this graph here.You could buy one transistor for a dollar in 1968.
You can buy half a billion today, and they are actually better, because they are faster.
But look at how predictable this is.
And I'd say this knowledge is over-fitting to past data.
I've been making these forward-looking predictions for about 30 years.
And the cost of a transistor cycle, which is a measure of the price performance of electronics, comes down about every year.
That's a 50 percent deflation rate.
And it's also true of other examples, like DNA data or brain data.
But we more than make up for that.
We actually ship more than twice as much of every form of information technology.
We've had 18 percent growth in constant dollars in every form of information technology for the last half-century, despite the fact that you can get twice as much of it each year.
This is a completely different example.
This is not Moore's Law.
The amount of DNA data we've sequenced has doubled every year.
The cost has come down by half every year.
since the beginning of the genome project.
And halfway through the project, skeptics said, "Well, this is not working out. You're halfway through the genome project and you've finished one percent of the project."
But that was really right on schedule.
Because if you double one percent seven more times, which is exactly what happened, you get 100 percent. And the project was finished on time.
Communication technologies: 50 different ways to measure this, the number of bits being moved around, the size of the Internet.
But this has progressed at an exponential pace.
This is deeply democratizing.
I wrote, over 20 years ago in "The Age of Intelligent Machines," when the Soviet Union was going strong, that it would be swept away by this growth of decentralized communication.
And we will have plenty of computation as we go through the 21st century to do things like simulate regions of the human brain.
But where will we get the software?
Some critics say, "Oh, well software is stuck in the mud."
But we are learning more and more about the human brain.
Spatial resolution of brain scanning is doubling every year.
The amount of data we're getting about the brain is doubling every year.
And we're showing that we can actually turn this data into working models and simulations of brain regions.
There is about 20 regions of the brain that have been modeled, the auditory cortex, regions of the visual cortex; cerebellum, where we do our skill formation; slices of the cerebral cortex, where we do our rational thinking.
And all of this has fueled an increase, very smooth and predictable, of productivity.
We've gone from 30 dollars to 130 dollars fueled by this information technology.
And we're all concerned about energy and the environment.
Well this is a logarithmic graph.
This represents a smooth doubling, every two years, of the amount of solar energy we're creating, particularly as we're now applying nanotechnology, a form of information technology, to solar panels.
And we're only eight doublings away from it meeting 100 percent of our energy needs.
And there is 10 thousand times more sunlight than we need.
We ultimately will merge with this technology. It's already very close to us.
When I was a student it was across campus, now it's in our pockets.
What used to take up a building now fits in our pockets.
What now fits in our pockets would fit in a blood cell in 25 years.
And we will begin to actually deeply influence our health and our intelligence, as we get closer and closer to this technology.
Based on that we are announcing, here at TED, in true TED tradition, Singularity University.
It's a new university that's founded by Peter Diamandis, who is here in the audience, and myself.
It's backed by NASA and Google, and other leaders in the high-tech and science community.
And our goal was to assemble the leaders, both teachers and students, in these exponentially growing information technologies, and their application.
But Larry Page made an impassioned speech at our organizing meeting, saying we should devote this study to actually addressing some of the major challenges facing humanity.
And if we did that, then Google would back this.
And so that's what we've done.
The last third of the nine-week intensive summer session will be devoted to a group project to address some major challenge of humanity.
Like for example, applying the Internet, which is now ubiquitous, in the rural areas of China or in Africa, to bringing health information to developing areas of the world.
And these projects will continue past these sessions, using collaborative interactive communication.
All the intellectual property that is created and taught will be online and available, and developed online in a collaborative fashion.
Here is our founding meeting.
But this is being announced today.
It will be permanently headquartered in Silicon Valley, at the NASA Ames research center.
There are different programs for graduate students, for executives at different companies.
The first six tracks here -- artificial intelligence, advanced computing technologies, biotechnology, nanotechnology -- are the different core areas of information technology.
Then we are going to apply them to the other areas, like energy, ecology, policy law and ethics, entrepreneurship, so that people can bring these new technologies to the world.
So we're very appreciative of the support we've gotten from both the intellectual leaders, the high-tech leaders, particularly Google and NASA.
This is an exciting new venture.
And we invite you to participate. Thank you very much. | {
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And because of this, they have a lot of difficulty with language.
Let me tell you a little bit about why this is.
You see that this is a picture of a bowl of soup.
All of us can see it. All of us understand this.
These are two other pictures of soup, but you can see that these are more abstract These are not quite as concrete.
And when you get to language, you see that it becomes a word whose look, the way it looks and the way it sounds, has absolutely nothing to do with what it started with, or what it represents, which is the bowl of soup.
So it's essentially a completely abstract, a completely arbitrary representation of something which is in the real world, and this is something that children with autism have an incredible amount of difficulty with.
Now that's why most of the people that work with children with autism -- speech therapists, educators -- what they do is, they try to help children with autism communicate not with words, but with pictures.
So if a child with autism wanted to say, "I want soup," that child would pick three different pictures, "I," "want," and "soup," and they would put these together, and then the therapist or the parent would understand that this is what the kid wants to say.
And this has been incredibly effective; for the last 30, 40 years people have been doing this.
In fact, a few years back, I developed an app for the iPad which does exactly this. It's called Avaz, and the way it works is that kids select different pictures.
These pictures are sequenced together to form sentences, and these sentences are spoken out.
So Avaz is essentially converting pictures, it's a translator, it converts pictures into speech.
Now, this was very effective.
There are thousands of children using this, you know, all over the world, and I started thinking about what it does and what it doesn't do.
And I realized something interesting: Avaz helps children with autism learn words.
What it doesn't help them do is to learn word patterns.
Let me explain this in a little more detail.
Take this sentence: "I want soup tonight."
Now it's not just the words here that convey the meaning.
It's also the way in which these words are arranged, the way these words are modified and arranged.
And that's why a sentence like "I want soup tonight" is different from a sentence like "Soup want I tonight," which is completely meaningless.
So there is another hidden abstraction here which children with autism find a lot of difficulty coping with, and that's the fact that you can modify words and you can arrange them to have different meanings, to convey different ideas.
Now, this is what we call grammar.
And grammar is incredibly powerful, because grammar is this one component of language which takes this finite vocabulary that all of us have and allows us to convey an infinite amount of information, an infinite amount of ideas.
It's the way in which you can put things together in order to convey anything you want to.
And so after I developed Avaz, I worried for a very long time about how I could give grammar to children with autism.
The solution came to me from a very interesting perspective.
I happened to chance upon a child with autism conversing with her mom, and this is what happened.
Completely out of the blue, very spontaneously, the child got up and said, "Eat."
Now what was interesting was the way in which the mom was trying to tease out the meaning of what the child wanted to say by talking to her in questions.
So she asked, "Eat what? Do you want to eat ice cream?
You want to eat? Somebody else wants to eat?
You want to eat cream now? You want to eat ice cream in the evening?"
And then it struck me that what the mother had done was something incredible.
She had been able to get that child to communicate And it struck me that maybe this is what I was looking for.
Instead of arranging words in an order, in sequence, as a sentence, you arrange them in this map, where they're all linked together not by placing them one after the other but in questions, in question-answer pairs.
And so if you do this, then what you're conveying is not a sentence in English, but what you're conveying is really a meaning, the meaning of a sentence in English.
Now, meaning is really the underbelly, in some sense, of language.
It's what comes after thought but before language.
And the idea was that this particular representation might convey meaning in its raw form.
So I was very excited by this, you know, hopping around all over the place, trying to figure out if I can convert all possible sentences that I hear into this.
And I found that this is not enough.
Why is this not enough?
This is not enough because if you wanted to convey something like negation, you want to say, "I don't want soup," then you can't do that by asking a question.
You do that by changing the word "want."
"I wanted soup yesterday," you do that by converting the word "want" into "wanted."
It's a past tense.
So this is a flourish which I added to make the system complete.
This is a map of words joined together as questions and answers, and with these filters applied on top of them in order to modify them to represent certain nuances.
Let me show you this with a different example.
Let's take this sentence: "I told the carpenter I could not pay him."
It's a fairly complicated sentence.
The way that this particular system works, you can start with any part of this sentence.
I'm going to start with the word "tell."
So this is the word "tell."
Now this happened in the past, so I'm going to make that "told."
Now, what I'm going to do is, I'm going to ask questions.
So, who told? I told.
I told whom? I told the carpenter.
Now we start with a different part of the sentence.
We start with the word "pay," and we add the ability filter to it to make it "can pay."
Then we make it "can't pay," and we can make it "couldn't pay" by making it the past tense.
So who couldn't pay? I couldn't pay.
Couldn't pay whom? I couldn't pay the carpenter.
And then you join these two together by asking this question: What did I tell the carpenter?
I told the carpenter I could not pay him.
Now think about this. This is ââ this is a representation of this sentence without language.
And there are two or three interesting things about this.
First of all, I could have started anywhere.
I didn't have to start with the word "tell."
I could have started anywhere in the sentence, and I could have made this entire thing.
The second thing is, if I wasn't an English speaker, if I was speaking in some other language, this map would actually hold true in any language.
So long as the questions are standardized, the map is actually independent of language.
So I call this FreeSpeech, and I was playing with this for many, many months.
I was trying out so many different combinations of this.
And then I noticed something very interesting about FreeSpeech.
I was trying to convert language, convert sentences in English into sentences in FreeSpeech, and vice versa, and back and forth.
And I realized that this particular configuration, this particular way of representing language, it allowed me to actually create very concise rules that go between FreeSpeech on one side and English on the other.
So I could actually write this set of rules that translates from this particular representation into English.
And so I developed this thing.
I developed this thing called the FreeSpeech Engine which takes any FreeSpeech sentence as the input and gives out perfectly grammatical English text.
And by putting these two pieces together, I was able to create an app, a technology for children with autism, that not only gives them words but also gives them grammar.
So I tried this out with kids with autism, and I found that there was an incredible amount of identification.
They were able to create sentences in FreeSpeech which were much more complicated but much more effective than equivalent sentences in English, and I started thinking about why that might be the case.
And I had an idea, and I want to talk to you about this idea next.
In about 1997, about 15 years back, there were a group of scientists that were trying to understand how the brain processes language, and they found something very interesting.
They found that when you learn a language as a child, as a two-year-old, you learn it with a certain part of your brain, and when you learn a language as an adult -- for example, if I wanted to learn Japanese right now â a completely different part of my brain is used.
Now I don't know why that's the case, but my guess is that that's because when you learn a language as an adult, you almost invariably learn it through your native language, or through your first language.
So what's interesting about FreeSpeech is that when you create a sentence or when you create language, a child with autism creates language with FreeSpeech, they're not using this support language, they're not using this bridge language.
They're directly constructing the sentence.
And so this gave me this idea.
Is it possible to use FreeSpeech not for children with autism but to teach language to people without disabilities?
And so I tried a number of experiments.
The first thing I did was I built a jigsaw puzzle in which these questions and answers are coded in the form of shapes, in the form of colors, and you have people putting these together and trying to understand how this works.
And I built an app out of it, a game out of it, in which children can play with words and with a reinforcement, a sound reinforcement of visual structures, they're able to learn language.
And this, this has a lot of potential, a lot of promise, and the government of India recently licensed this technology from us, and they're going to try it out with millions of different children trying to teach them English.
And the dream, the hope, the vision, really, is that when they learn English this way, they learn it with the same proficiency as their mother tongue.
All right, let's talk about something else.
Let's talk about speech.
This is speech.
So speech is the primary mode of communication delivered between all of us.
Now what's interesting about speech is that speech is one-dimensional.
Why is it one-dimensional?
It's one-dimensional because it's sound.
It's also one-dimensional because our mouths are built that way.
Our mouths are built to create one-dimensional sound.
But if you think about the brain, the thoughts that we have in our heads are not one-dimensional.
I mean, we have these rich, complicated, multi-dimensional ideas.
Now, it seems to me that language is really the brain's invention to convert this rich, multi-dimensional thought on one hand into speech on the other hand.
Now what's interesting is that we do a lot of work in information nowadays, and almost all of that is done in the language domain.
Take Google, for example.
Google trawls all these countless billions of websites, all of which are in English, and when you want to use Google, you go into Google search, and you type in English, and it matches the English with the English.
What if we could do this in FreeSpeech instead?
I have a suspicion that if we did this, we'd find that algorithms like searching, like retrieval, all of these things, are much simpler and also more effective, because they don't process the data structure of speech.
Instead they're processing the data structure of thought.
The data structure of thought.
That's a provocative idea.
But let's look at this in a little more detail.
So this is the FreeSpeech ecosystem.
We have the Free Speech representation on one side, and we have the FreeSpeech Engine, which generates English.
Now if you think about it, FreeSpeech, I told you, is completely language-independent.
It doesn't have any specific information in it which is about English.
So everything that this system knows about English is actually encoded into the engine.
That's a pretty interesting concept in itself.
You've encoded an entire human language into a software program.
But if you look at what's inside the engine, it's actually not very complicated.
It's not very complicated code.
And what's more interesting is the fact that the vast majority of the code in that engine is not really English-specific.
And that gives this interesting idea.
It might be very easy for us to actually create these engines in many, many different languages, in Hindi, in French, in German, in Swahili.
And that gives another interesting idea.
For example, supposing I was a writer, say, for a newspaper or for a magazine.
I could create content in one language, FreeSpeech, and the person who's consuming that content, the person who's reading that particular information could choose any engine, and they could read it in their own mother tongue, in their native language.
I mean, this is an incredibly attractive idea, especially for India.
We have so many different languages.
There's a song about India, and there's a description of the country as, it says, .
That means "ever-smiling speaker of beautiful languages."
Language is beautiful.
I think it's the most beautiful of human creations.
I think it's the loveliest thing that our brains have invented.
It entertains, it educates, it enlightens, but what I like the most about language is that it empowers.
I want to leave you with this.
This is a photograph of my collaborators, my earliest collaborators when I started working on language and autism and various other things.
The girl's name is Pavna, and that's her mother, Kalpana.
And Pavna's an entrepreneur, but her story is much more remarkable than mine, because Pavna is about 23. She has quadriplegic cerebral palsy, so ever since she was born, she could neither move nor talk.
And everything that she's accomplished so far, finishing school, going to college, starting a company, collaborating with me to develop Avaz, all of these things she's done with nothing more than moving her eyes.
Daniel Webster said this: He said, "If all of my possessions were taken from me with one exception, I would choose to keep the power of communication, for with it, I would regain all the rest."
And that's why, of all of these incredible applications of FreeSpeech, the one that's closest to my heart still remains the ability for this to empower children with disabilities to be able to communicate, the power of communication, to get back all the rest.
Thank you.
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So the first question is, "Do we really have to change?"
And of course, the Apollo Mission, among other things changed the environmental movement, really launched the modern environmental movement.
18 months after this Earthrise picture was first seen on earth, the first Earth Day was organized.
looking back at our planet from space.
And one of the things that we learned confirmed what the scientists have long told us.
One of the most essential facts about the climate crisis has to do with the sky.
As this picture illustrates, the sky is not the vast and limitless expanse that appears when we look up from the ground.
It is a very thin shell of atmosphere surrounding the planet.
That right now is the open sewer for our industrial civilization as it's currently organized. We are spewing 110 million tons of heat-trapping global warming pollution into it every 24 hours, free of charge, go ahead.
And there are many sources of the greenhouse gases, I'm certainly not going to go through them all.
I'm going to focus on the main one, but agriculture is involved, diet is involved, population is involved.
Management of forests, transportation, the oceans, the melting of the permafrost.
But I'm going to focus on the heart of the problem, which is the fact that we still rely on dirty, carbon-based fuels for 85 percent of all the energy that our world burns every year.
And you can see from this image that after World War II, the emission rates started really accelerating.
And the accumulated amount of man-made, global warming pollution that is up in the atmosphere now traps as much extra heat energy as would be released by 400,000 Hiroshima-class atomic bombs exploding every 24 hours, 365 days a year.
Fact-checked over and over again, conservative, it's the truth.
Now it's a big planet, but -- that is a lot of energy, particularly when you multiply it 400,000 times per day.
And all that extra heat energy is heating up the atmosphere, the whole earth system.
Let's look at the atmosphere.
This is a depiction of what we used to think of as the normal distribution of temperatures.
The white represents normal temperature days; 1951-1980 are arbitrarily chosen.
The blue are cooler than average days, the red are warmer than average days.
But the entire curve has moved to the right in the 1980s.
And you'll see in the lower right-hand corner the appearance of statistically significant numbers of extremely hot days.
In the 90s, the curve shifted further.
And in the last 10 years, you see the extremely hot days are now more numerous than the cooler than average days.
In fact, they are 150 times more common on the surface of the earth than they were just 30 years ago.
So we're having record-breaking temperatures.
Fourteen of the 15 of the hottest years ever measured with instruments have been in this young century.
The hottest of all was last year.
Last month was the 371st month in a row warmer than the 20th-century average.
And for the first time, not only the warmest January, but for the first time, it was more than two degrees Fahrenheit warmer than the average.
These higher temperatures are having an effect on animals, plants, people, ecosystems.
But on a global basis, 93 percent of all the extra heat energy is trapped in the oceans.
And the scientists can measure the heat buildup much more precisely now at all depths: deep, mid-ocean, the first few hundred meters.
And this, too, is accelerating.
It goes back more than a century.
And more than half of the increase has been in the last 19 years.
This has consequences.
The first order of consequence: the ocean-based storms get stronger.
Super Typhoon Haiyan went over areas of the Pacific five and a half degrees Fahrenheit warmer than normal before it slammed into Tacloban, as the most destructive storm ever to make landfall.
Pope Francis, who has made such a difference to this whole issue, visited Tacloban right after that.
Superstorm Sandy went over areas of the Atlantic nine degrees warmer than normal before slamming into New York and New Jersey.
The second order of consequences are affecting all of us right now.
The warmer oceans are evaporating much more water vapor into the skies.
Average humidity worldwide has gone up four percent.
And it creates these atmospheric rivers.
The Brazilian scientists call them "flying rivers."
And they funnel all of that extra water vapor over the land where storm conditions trigger these massive record-breaking downpours.
This is from Montana.
Take a look at this storm last August.
As it moves over Tucson, Arizona.
It literally splashes off the city.
These downpours are really unusual.
Last July in Houston, Texas, it rained for two days, 162 billion gallons.
That represents more than two days of the full flow of Niagara Falls in the middle of the city, which was, of course, paralyzed.
These record downpours are creating historic floods and mudslides.
This one is from Chile last year.
And you'll see that warehouse going by.
There are oil tankers cars going by.
This is from Spain last September, you could call this the running of the cars and trucks, I guess.
Every night on the TV news now is like a nature hike through the Book of Revelation.
I mean, really.
The insurance industry has certainly noticed, the losses have been mounting up.
They're not under any illusions about what's happening.
And the causality requires a moment of discussion.
We're used to thinking of linear cause and linear effect -- one cause, one effect.
This is systemic causation.
As the great Kevin Trenberth says, "All storms are different now.
There's so much extra energy in the atmosphere, there's so much extra water vapor.
Every storm is different now."
So, the same extra heat pulls the soil moisture out of the ground and causes these deeper, longer, more pervasive droughts and many of them are underway right now.
It dries out the vegetation and causes more fires in the western part of North America.
There's certainly been evidence of that, a lot of them.
More lightning, as the heat energy builds up, there's a considerable amount of additional lightning also.
These climate-related disasters also have geopolitical consequences and create instability.
The climate-related historic drought that started in Syria in 2006 destroyed 60 percent of the farms in Syria, killed 80 percent of the livestock, and drove 1.5 million climate refugees into the cities of Syria, where they collided with another 1.5 million refugees from the Iraq War.
And along with other factors, that opened the gates of Hell that people are trying to close now.
The US Defense Department has long warned including refugees, food and water shortages and pandemic disease.
Right now we're seeing microbial diseases from the tropics spread to the higher latitudes; the transportation revolution has had a lot to do with this.
But the changing conditions change the latitudes and the areas where these microbial diseases can become endemic and change the range of the vectors, like mosquitoes and ticks that carry them.
The Zika epidemic now -- we're better positioned in North America because it's still a little too cool and we have a better public health system.
But when women in some regions of South and Central America are advised not to get pregnant for two years -- that's something new, that ought to get our attention.
The Lancet, one of the two greatest medical journals in the world, last summer labeled this a medical emergency now.
And there are many factors because of it.
This is also connected to the extinction crisis.
We're in danger of losing 50 percent of all the living species on earth by the end of this century.
And already, land-based plants and animals are now moving towards the poles at an average rate of 15 feet per day.
Speaking of the North Pole, last December 29, the same storm that caused historic flooding in the American Midwest, raised temperatures at the North Pole 50 degrees Fahrenheit warmer than normal, causing the thawing of the North Pole in the middle of the long, dark, winter, polar night.
And when the land-based ice of the Arctic melts, it raises sea level.
Paul Nicklen's beautiful photograph from Svalbard illustrates this.
It's more dangerous coming off Greenland and particularly, Antarctica.
The 10 largest risk cities for sea-level rise by population are mostly in South and Southeast Asia.
When you measure it by assets at risk, number one is Miami: three and a half trillion dollars at risk.
Number three: New York and Newark.
I was in Miami last fall during the supermoon, one of the highest high-tide days.
And there were fish from the ocean swimming in some of the streets of Miami Beach and Fort Lauderdale and Del Rey.
And this happens regularly during the highest-tide tides now.
Not with rain -- they call it "sunny-day flooding."
It comes up through the storm sewers.
And the Mayor of Miami speaks for many when he says it is long past time this can be viewed through a partisan lens.
This is a crisis that's getting worse day by day.
We have to move beyond partisanship.
And I want to take a moment to honor these House Republicans -- who had the courage last fall to step out and take a political risk, by telling the truth about the climate crisis.
So the cost of the climate crisis is mounting up, there are many of these aspects I haven't even mentioned.
It's an enormous burden.
I'll mention just one more, because the World Economic Forum last month in Davos, after their annual survey of 750 economists, said the climate crisis is now the number one risk to the global economy.
So you get central bankers like Mark Carney, the head of the UK Central Bank, saying the vast majority of the carbon reserves are unburnable.
Subprime carbon.
I'm not going to remind you what happened with subprime mortgages, but it's the same thing.
since the beginning of the industrial revolution, this is the quantity burned in the last 16 years.
Here are all the ones that are proven and left on the books, 28 trillion dollars.
The International Energy Agency says only this amount can be burned.
So the rest, 22 trillion dollars -- unburnable.
Risk to the global economy.
That's why divestment movement makes practical sense and is not just a moral imperative.
So the answer to the first question, "Must we change?"
is yes, we have to change.
Second question, "Can we change?"
This is the exciting news!
The best projections in the world 16 years ago were that by 2010, the world would be able to install 30 gigawatts of wind capacity.
We beat that mark by 14 and a half times over.
We see an exponential curve for wind installations now.
We see the cost coming down dramatically.
Some countries -- take Germany, an industrial powerhouse with a climate not that different from Vancouver's, by the way -- one day last December, got 81 percent of all its energy from renewable resources, mainly solar and wind.
A lot of countries are getting more than half on an average basis.
More good news: energy storage, from batteries particularly, is now beginning to take off because the cost has been coming down very dramatically to solve the intermittency problem.
With solar, the news is even more exciting!
The best projections 14 years ago were that we would install one gigawatt per year by 2010.
When 2010 came around, we beat that mark by 17 times over.
Last year, we beat it by 58 times over.
This year, we're on track to beat it 68 times over.
We're going to win this.
We are going to prevail.
The exponential curve on solar is even steeper and more dramatic.
When I came to this stage 10 years ago, this is where it was.
We have seen a revolutionary breakthrough in the emergence of these exponential curves.
And the cost has come down 10 percent per year for 30 years.
And it's continuing to come down.
Now, the business community has certainly noticed this, because it's crossing the grid parity point.
Cheaper solar penetration rates are beginning to rise.
Grid parity is understood as that line, that threshold, below which renewable electricity is cheaper than electricity from burning fossil fuels.
That threshold is a little bit like the difference between 32 degrees Fahrenheit and 33 degrees Fahrenheit, or zero and one Celsius.
It's a difference of more than one degree, it's the difference between ice and water.
And it's the difference between markets that are frozen up, and liquid flows of capital into new opportunities for investment.
This is the biggest new business opportunity and two-thirds of it is in the private sector.
We are seeing an explosion of new investment.
Starting in 2010, investments globally in renewable electricity generation surpassed fossils.
The gap has been growing ever since.
The projections for the future are even more dramatic, even though fossil energy is now still subsidized at a rate 40 times larger than renewables.
And by the way, if you add the projections for nuclear on here, to try to break through to safer and more acceptable, more affordable forms of nuclear, this could change even more dramatically.
So is there any precedent for such a rapid adoption of a new technology?
Well, there are many, but let's look at cell phones.
In 1980, AT&T, then Ma Bell, commissioned McKinsey to do a global market survey "How many can we sell by the year 2000?" they asked.
McKinsey came back and said, "900,000."
And sure enough, when the year 2000 arrived, they did sell 900,000 -- in the first three days.
And for the balance of the year, they sold 120 times more.
And now there are more cell connections than there are people in the world.
So, why were they not only wrong, but way wrong?
I've asked that question myself, "Why?"
And I think the answer is in three parts.
First, the cost came down much faster than anybody expected, even as the quality went up.
And low-income countries, places that did not have a landline grid -- they leap-frogged to the new technology.
The big expansion has been in the developing counties.
So what about the electricity grids in the developing world?
Well, not so hot.
And in many areas, they don't exist.
There are more people without any electricity at all in India than the entire population of the United States of America.
So now we're getting this: solar panels on grass huts and new business models that make it affordable.
Muhammad Yunus financed this one in Bangladesh with micro-credit.
This is a village market.
Bangladesh is now the fastest-deploying country in the world: two systems per minute on average, night and day.
And we have all we need: enough energy from the Sun comes to the earth every hour to supply the full world's energy needs for an entire year.
It's actually a little bit less than an hour.
So the answer to the second question, "Can we change?"
is clearly "Yes."
And it's an ever-firmer "yes."
Last question, "Will we change?"
Paris really was a breakthrough, some of the provisions are binding and the regular reviews will matter a lot.
But nations aren't waiting, they're going ahead.
China has already announced that starting next year, they're adopting a nationwide cap and trade system.
They will likely link up with the European Union.
The United States has already been changing.
All of these coal plants were proposed in the next 10 years and canceled.
All of these existing coal plants were retired.
All of these coal plants have had their retirement announced.
All of them -- canceled.
We are moving forward.
Last year -- if you look at all of the investment in new electricity generation in the United States, almost three-quarters was from renewable energy, mostly wind and solar.
We are solving this crisis.
The only question is: how long will it take to get there?
So, it matters that a lot of people are organizing to insist on this change.
Almost 400,000 people marched in New York City before the UN special session on this.
Many thousands, tens of thousands, marched in cities around the world.
And so, I am extremely optimistic.
As I said before, we are going to win this.
I'll finish with this story.
When I was 13 years old, I heard that proposal by President Kennedy to land a person on the Moon and bring him back safely in 10 years.
And I heard adults of that day and time say, "That's reckless, expensive, may well fail."
But eight years and two months later, in the moment that Neil Armstrong set foot on the Moon, there was great cheer that went up in NASA's mission control in Houston.
Here's a little-known fact about that: the average age of the systems engineers, the controllers in the room that day, was 26, which means, among other things, their age, when they heard that challenge, was 18.
We now have a moral challenge that is in the tradition of others that we have faced.
One of the greatest poets of the last century in the US, Wallace Stevens, wrote a line that has stayed with me: "After the final 'no,' there comes a 'yes,' and on that 'yes', the future world depends."
When the abolitionists started their movement, they met with no after no after no.
And then came a yes.
The Women's Suffrage and Women's Rights Movement met endless no's, until finally, there was a yes.
The Civil Rights Movement, the movement against apartheid, and more recently, the movement for gay and lesbian rights here in the United States and elsewhere.
After the final "no" comes a "yes."
When any great moral challenge is ultimately resolved into a binary choice between what is right and what is wrong, the outcome is fore-ordained because of who we are as human beings.
Ninety-nine percent of us, that is where we are now and it is why we're going to win this.
We have everything we need.
Some still doubt that we have the will to act, but I say the will to act is itself a renewable resource.
Thank you very much.
Chris Anderson: You've got this incredible combination of skills.
You've got this scientist mind that can understand the full range of issues, and the ability to turn it into the most vivid language.
No one else can do that, that's why you led this thing.
It was amazing to see it 10 years ago, it was amazing to see it now.
Al Gore: Well, you're nice to say that, Chris.
But honestly, I have a lot of really good friends in the scientific community who are incredibly patient and who will sit there and explain this stuff to me over and over and over again until I can get it into simple enough language that I can understand it.
And that's the key to trying to communicate.
CA: So, your talk. First part: terrifying, second part: incredibly hopeful.
How do we know that all those graphs, all that progress, is enough to solve what you showed in the first part?
AG: I think that the crossing -- you know, I've only been in the business world for 15 years.
But one of the things I've learned is that apparently it matters if a new product or service is more expensive than the incumbent, or cheaper than.
Turns out, it makes a difference if it's cheaper than.
And when it crosses that line, then a lot of things really change.
We are regularly surprised by these developments.
The late Rudi Dornbusch, the great economist said, "Things take longer to happen then you think they will, and then they happen much faster than you thought they could."
I really think that's where we are.
Some people are using the phrase "The Solar Singularity" now, meaning when it gets below the grid parity, unsubsidized in most places, then it's the default choice.
Now, in one of the presentations yesterday, the jitney thing, there is an effort to use regulations to slow this down.
And I just don't think it's going to work.
There's a woman in Atlanta, Debbie Dooley, who's the Chairman of the Atlanta Tea Party.
They enlisted her in this effort to put a tax on solar panels and regulations.
And she had just put solar panels on her roof and she didn't understand the request.
And so she went and formed an alliance with the Sierra Club and they formed a new organization called the Green Tea Party.
And they defeated the proposal.
So, finally, the answer to your question is, this sounds a little corny and maybe it's a cliché, but 10 years ago -- and Christiana referred to this -- there are people in this audience who played an incredibly significant role in generating those exponential curves.
And it didn't work out economically for some of them, but it kick-started this global revolution.
And what people in this audience do now with the knowledge that we are going to win this.
But it matters a lot how fast we win it.
CA: Al Gore, that was incredibly powerful.
If this turns out to be the year, that the partisan thing changes, as you said, it's no longer a partisan issue, but you bring along people from the other side together, backed by science, backed by these kinds of investment opportunities, backed by reason that you win the day -- boy, that's really exciting.
Thank you so much.
AG: Thank you so much for bringing me back to TED.
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Nicole was out to meet them today. Den also followed her as a guard. As expected, instead of a girl walking alone, it would lead to less trouble if she was accompanied by a man, even if that man looked like a young boy. She was reluctant, but couldnât help but recognize the truth of it.
Once Finia saw them off, she went to visit the kitchen.
âNow, what should I do for todayâs dinner?â
The sun was still up, but it would be dinnertime by the time Nicole came back. She had to prepare food for that time. The head chef of this dormitory was a man she could trust, but not every kitchen staff could be trusted.
It would be a catastrophe if someone mixed something in Nicoleâs food. Naturally, she also had to procure safe food for her current master, Letina.
âFinia, are you here?â
âAh, yes.â
As she was doing that, Letina showed her face. She showed up quite frequently in the kitchen, so that was not a strange scene. Being very friendly and a big eater despite being a noble, she was quite popular in this kitchen too.
âI canât seem to find Nicole.â
âShe went to check Michelle and Cloud today.â
âAh, indeed, they were supposed to be returning today.â
âShe headed out looking quite excited. Sheâs been all over Michelle since childhood.â
âWell, I do understand where that adoration comes from. She is like a puppy.â
âIf the Carbuncle heard that, it would get jealous.â
Nicole considered her friends and family more important than her own self. For that reason, she entrusted the Carbuncle that the God of Destruction left in her care, making it act as a guard and babysitter.
However, the fact remained that the Carbuncle was an important mascot for her too. It was important enough that if that fluffy Carbuncle and puppy-like Michelle had a face-off, she would have a hard time choosing the winner.
Then a student showed up and addressed Letina.
âMiss Letina, the alchemy departmentâs teacher Mayer has called for you.â
âHuh? Nothing comes to mind that would warrant that...â
âI was simply told to convey that, so I am not aware of the details either.â
âI see. Okay then, I shall make haste. Finia, take care of the rest.â
âYes. I will finish the preparations by the time you are done talking.â
âYou should come and eat at the cafeteria too sometimes!â
The head chef butted in their conversation. Ever since Nicole transferred, they started eating in their own rooms more frequently. The head chief felt sad about that, since the cafeteria was already deserted as it was.
âAlright. I will come with Nicole next time.â
âOkay, I will be waiting!â
The head chief smiled with a thumbs up. That action was so unpolished it didnât suit the staff of an academy that nobles attended. Letina also responded with a thumbs up. Once he saw Letina off, the head chief returned to his work. Finia overlooked that amiably and also returned to her work.
She prepared the food until they were almost done, and then headed to take appetizers and such to Letina and Nicoleâs rooms in advance. Since she was in charge of four peopleâs meals, her work amount was more than an average servant.
She put food on the wagon and went to carry it off to the third floor using the corridor outside the dormitory. It was made as a spiral hill road instead of a ladder so that you could transport wagons, so it was made for the servants.
Since she had two roomâs worth of food on it, the wagon was quite heavy, so she was doing heavy labor that Nicole could not see.
When she arrived at the interval between the second and third floors, a man appeared before her eyes.
âHey, young lady. We meet again.â
â...Lord Lamech, it has been some time.â
âIt hasnât been that long, though.â
It was Cain Methuselah Lamech. Since he stood in the center of the narrow, spiral passage, she couldnât walk past him. That also suggested that he had no plans of letting her pass.
âMy apologies, but I am carrying a meal for Lady Letina. Could you let me pass?â
He wasnât a good person, but he was still the son of a Duke, so Finia asked politely. But Cain didnât seem to have any intention of accepting that appeal. Far from that, some students even showed up from the second floorâs entrance.
They were all armed and gave off a dangerous aura. Seeing that, Finia also reached out for the dagger under her apron.
âI wish to ask you a few things.â
âWhat could it be? I would ask that you make it quick.â
âDid you do it?â
âHuh...?â
Cain was asking Finia if
But she couldnât understand that. Of course, Nicole told her that she did it, but she wasnât keen enough to realize what it meant with just that single sentence from Cain.
âAre you feigning ignorance? Oh well. If we restrain you, Letina should stop making needless movements.â
With that, Cain raised his hand up to his head and snapped his fingers in a haughty manner. In response, the students charged at her from behind.
Finia quickly guessed the situation and kicked the wagon down the road to keep them in check. The wagon had soup and such on it too, so they scattered over them, sealing their movements.
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I cleaved several monsters with one spell, then ran towards the villagers without being spotted.
I couldnât use wide ranged magic attacks on the group of monsters due to villagers being scattered here and there. Instead, I used body strengthening, distinguished the villagers apart from the monsters, and, once the villagers took some distance, I crushed the approaching monsters.
[Uwaaa]
A leopard-like monster bared its fangs towards a villager. Although he held a sword in hand, I who watched from afar, understood that he was trembling in fear.
It is a distance that I will not be able to cover in time even if I strengthen my body and use ãAccelerationã.
However, there is still no problem.
For these past few days, I have understood from experience, as long as the incantation is in the Japanese language, the spell can be quite flexible depending on the given instruction.
For example.
[ ãTeleportã ]
The moment I casted it, my view changed immediately; I stood between the villager and the monster thanks to [Teleportation].
[Guru ouuuuu....]
The monster flinched momentarily because of the sudden turnaround, but it kept attacking.
I turn my palm towards the monster.
[ ãFlames, turn it into cindersã ]
After I chanted the spell, the entire body of the monster was wrapped in flames. The monster didnât even have a chance to scream as it was turned into ash, blown away by the wind and disappearing.
[Gerald!? You, are you a magician...?][We can talk later! More importantly, you need to hide from the monsters!][...I am indebted to you. Also, Russel is that way. Please go, and take this with you. I wonât be able to use it anyway]
Although the villager that I helped couldnât conceal his suspicious expression, he still gave me his sword and pointed at the direction where my father went.
That was where most of the monsters had gathered.
Thanks to my effort, most of the dangerous monsters had been cleared, although some of the smaller ones slipped away. Because of that, they started to gather in one place in search of prey that was weak and easy to win against rather than a strong opponent.
And, my father was over there.
[Wait for me, father. ãTeleportã ]
I muttered and moved towards the whirlpool of monsters immediately.
The scenery changed again. When they noticed my presence, a Centipede-like monster opened its big mouth and approached me.
[ãBecome a blade that can tear through spaceã ]
I strengthened the sword with magic. The strengthened sword could literally cut through ãspaceã.
Naturally, the hard shell of the centipede monster was unable to endure it, and all that remained was two cleanly cut halves...
I cut down the other monsters with my sword and turned them into cinders. Occasionally, I usedãTeleportã to get behind their back and behead them. Before my power, the monsters that were densely packed were unable to do anything and lost their lives on the spot.
[Father, are you alright!?]
After I managed to rout the monsters with a swift attack, I turned towards my rear. I saw my father bleeding from his abdomen, that father who fought bravely with his own power and took up a weapon to defend the village.
Everyone was injured and shedding blood. They all looked painfully exhausted and was panting heavily.
[Ge... Gerald, are you safe?][There is no way I would get hurt, right? Father! More importantly, your injury]
I rushed over and touched the wound. Father was groaning ãUuã in pain.
[Please endure it. ãHealing force, please assembleã ]
It seemed like the wound was not serious. Even though the bleeding was terrible, itâs not a fatal wound.
I felt relieved for a moment after casting the spell, but his face complexion was still bad.
[Father?][What, donât worry. As long as the wound is closed up, ugh][Donât move yet, Russel-san. Werenât you poisoned by the monster?]
When father tried to get up, One of the people who guarded father grabbed his shoulder and made him sit. He was called Reid, the boss of the warriors in the village.
[Poison!?][Yeah, that centipede-like monster sprayed poison while attacking us...][If thatâs the case, we must detoxicate it!]
I turned to fatherâs body again and raised my palm. I imagined the flush of poison flowing in the whole body in my head.
And then, I uttered an incantation.
[ ãThe poison flowing in this personâs body, eliminate it and recover the body to itâs normal stateã ]
When I finished chanting, fatherâs body shone for a moment. After the light disappeared, fatherâs complexion seemed better compared to a moment ago.
Itâs clearly becoming better than earlier.
[Ku, how pitiful I am, showing such a shameful side to my son][Th-thatâs okay! Father was fighting for the sake of the people in the village, right!? Thereâs no way that kind of father would look shameful!][Fu.. Thatâs right, my son][Of course!]
Although still staggering a little, father managed to stand up. I stood at fatherâs side and supported him.
However, my body was also staggering a little. I used a considerable amount of aether, Iâm exhausted.
[With this everything is settled. You can be relieved]
Reid himself showed a relieved expression.
In the village, monster corpses were stacked up everywhere. Centipede, leopard, bear, wild boar...... It was an ugly sight to behold. But still, sighs of relief could be heard as the safety of the village had been assured.
[Nevertheless, Gerald. You...]
Reid was looking down at me. When I took a glance, my body started to shake a little.
When my identity as a magician was revealed, what kind of eyes would they use to look at me? Was it fear? Would I get persecuted and get kicked out of the village?
Such anxiety was sprouting in my mind. When the monster raid is over, everyone will start pressuring me about this matter.
Whether fortunately â or unfortunate â Reid-san didnât continue his questioning.
Itâs because there was a sudden explosion in the village.
[What!? What is that sound!?]
Reid-san prepared his weapon again after hearing the sound.
That soundâ Mother and Sierra, I heard the sound from the direction of our house.
[Mother! Sierra!]
I began to shout and run. It didnât even matter if my aether was exhausted.
I repeatedly used ãTeleportã, and reached our house in a few second.
At that place, I encountered someone who made me determined to be a Royal Court Magician. | {
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After being completely entrusted with the mission, I received the pieces of equipment from Elsa-sama. Although, one was given while two were lent.
The heirloom of the Versam family was amongst the lent ones. The so-calledãInfinite storageã. Another one wasãFarseeing mirrorã. This thing is like a telescope, if you put your mana into it, you will be able to see the scenery far ahead, depending on the amount of mana used. With my amount of mana, I might even see a thousand miles ahead.
And the thing that was given to me was the black robe with a hood. It seems to be made from the skin of the Curse Charole that I hunted before. It might be thin, but itâs magical and physical resistance is quite formidable. It seems that Elsa-sama made it to specifically suit the -year-old me. Although I probably wonât need that due to the barrier, Iâm grateful for her concern about the lowly slave. Itâs a rare article given to me by Elsa-sama, I will treasure it.
By the way, as a test, I tried peeking through the farseeing mirror. When I aimed at the house on the other side of the lake, I managed to find a pair of servants doing the deed. Great chance! I channeled more mana and overdid things. One pink caterpillar-like body was slamming into the other. Letâs keep the fact that I screamed âGyaa!â and fell to the ground a secret.
Letâs not return until I hunted the golden birds. The teacher advised me to save some MP for the duration of the hunt so I ended up lifting the barrier from the mansion, Elsa-sama, marquis Versam and the prince. This arrangement might bring the danger, so Elsa-sama, together with the teacher, relocated into the royal palace into the residence of the marquis Versam until I return. Eril was left to guard the mansion.
I left the mansion and headed to the north gate to climb on the wall, soldiers standing on the wall could see the Runo forest very clearly from there.
I carefully used the mana detection towards the forest. The golden birds have low mana but they tend to move with the flock, so you need to pay attention to the dense clusters of weak responses. I thought of that and tried to implement it, and it worked. Itâs about km northeast from the river close to the city wall. There is a cluster of mana near the foot of the Runo mountain range. I thought that was a goblin camp at first, but the mana quality is different. Maybe I can find them there, I thought. I got off the wall and entered the forest.
After I entered the forest, I sensed the presence of a person. Itâs Eril. So she chased after me.
I thought of avoiding her, but it will be troublesome later, so I decided to wait for her.
ãIs it fine to leave the mansion unprotected?ã
ãItâs all right. Our maids are excellent, you know? In the first place, there is no way something will happen in the mansionã
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ãAra, before you came, maids were donning the armor and guarding aunt, you know? Thatâs why itâs fine. More importantly, golden birds! Letâs hunt a lot and eat them!ã
As expected, itâs food......Since I donât have any choice, letâs take Eril with me.
Bringing Eril with me was a great decision in the end. After all, she cuts every monster coming our way and scares the others. This girl became considerably stronger.
Since I needed to save my MP, the usage of the barriers was limited. There was no opportunity for them to shine after all.
The night has passed, so as the several hours of walking in the forest. We finally reached the (supposedly) golden birds, the place where multiple small reactions gathered.
They are very perceptive so we stopped some distance away to observe. I climbed on the three together with Eril and used the farseeing mirror.
....There they are! The birds with golden beaks and feathers are spread between the trees. Still, the range is too wide. If I try to enclose them in the barrier, I might catch some other monsters by chance. Well then, what should I do....
When I was mulling over that, a single golden bird flew our way. Apparently, it was searching for food. It was vigilantly looking around.
ãGolden bird! Hurry, letâs catch it! Hit it with the wind magic and I will finish itã
ãPlease be quiet. If you scream like that, the flock will notice youã
Mu, Eril puffed her cheeks. Oh, that was kind of cute.
The golden bird approaches without noticing us. Before she became distracted by the food, I swiftly erected the barrier around it. I would have been troubled if it tried to run away only to collide with the barrier and die, so I created the barrier in the shape of a bird.I made the barrier quite thick to isolate the screams. Just like that, we got off from the tree and I lowered the bird into my hand.
The bird desperately struggled to escape. However, with its body unable to move it led to nowhere. I gradually made the barrier thinner, until I was able to hear its cry.
ãKye!! Kieeeee! Kikike!ã[]
It seems it wanted to alert the rest of the flock. If the flock hears it, it will be bad. I climbed on the tree again and observed the birds. There was no change in the flock. They didnât notice their comradeâs disappearance yet.
ãNe~e, what do you want to do with this bird? Can I eat it ahead of you? Or did you want it to lead you to the rest of the flock?ã
ãNo, once they run away, I wonât be able to chase them. I have an ideaã
I investigate the mana of the golden bird. Itâs different from the time it was flying. Apparently, it can convey a signal to the rest of the flock by changing the quality of mana. It thatâs true, then if can tell the rest that it is a good place, it is a wonderful place, they should all gather here, right? I thought so and changed the insides of the barrier to be more warm and comfortable place.
Temperature, smell, brightness, sounds, I was changing the different aspects of environment for hours. Finally, the golden bird sang a different tune.
ãPiorororororo. Pipirorororororo. Piririririã
Alright, it relaxed quite a bit. No, isnât it too relaxed? Anyway, I understood the golden birdâs ãpreferenceã. All that is left is to let the other birds hear itâs cry.
ãLade, I will summon the flock of the golden birds. Please repel the other monsters until I say otherwise. Can I ask you?ã
Eril stares at the golden bird in a daze. She seemed to be surprised to see the drooling golden bird with rolled eyes inside my barrier. Eril, who noticed my gaze after a while, put a hand on the sword and got ready. And I adjusted the barrier to let the sound reach the flock.
This situation continued for a few minutes, and finally, a part of the flock moved. Itâs probably a scout group, a number of them come our way. They landed near the still-crying bird. At that moment, I confined them in the barrier and adjusted the environment inside to more comfortable one. After a while
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they began to sing the same tune. Their numbers were great and the cry was louder. I felt that the majority was heading our way after a while. Itâs time for me to work. I repeat the work of capturing them inside the barrier and adjusting the environment. If you know what kind of barrier you want to make, it becomes easy. The work goes easily. Without thinking of a trap, the golden birds approach the relaxed ones, and before they notice, they are already captured. In that way, I captured hundreds of golden birds before I even noticed.
Still, if I destroy the whole flock, their species will be in danger, so I let about 00 of them go. The golden birds, once awakened from the dream, disappeared in a moment. Disappeared with a sparkle. Splendid escape.
And Eril began tasting the golden birds soon after. Cut the neck, drain the blood, pluck the feathers. She finished in a matter of minutes and made me create a barbecue. As I was told, I roasted them properly. There was no seasoning, but it was tasty on its own. Juicy, melting in your mouth, I can eat it again and again. I as well as Eril blissfully devoured a dozen of them. Furthermore, there were some with gold in their beaks. Letâs gratefully accept that gold.
There were plenty of birds inside the barrier, but you canât put the living beings inside the ãinfinite storageã, so I couldnât use it this time. Thanks to that, I ended up carrying hundreds of golden birds by myself. Their constant crying was annoying, so I made them sleep. While I was doing that Eril made a trip back to procure a wagon, thanks to the wagon I was able to safely bring them back. Although we moved on the scouted road, the round trip through the forest with the rough terrain took us just 8 hours. I admired Eril from the bottom of my heart.
There was a commotion inside the royal palace when I brought a few hundred of the elusive birds back and I was made responsible for safeguarding them until the celebration.
Of course, the party was a huge success, the prince and the marquis boosted they influence greatly.
By the way, half of the gold found in their beaks was given to the Versam family. And Elsa-sama passed it to me without any hesitation. There were 112 pieces. Itâs about 100 million in the Japanese yen. Despite being 12 years old slave, I became a millionaire. | {
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Adventurers were camping outside of the lodging houses in order to save the expenses. Able merchants or high-ranked Adventurers like us on the other hand just rented a room and spent the night there.
The rooms were extremely limited because of that, but we somehow managed to secure one.
âThough we only managed to get one room, so all four of us will be sleeping together.â
âCloud, make sure you donât do anything weird.â
âI woooont!!!â
âOhh, for Michelle to actually be vigilant towards a man... How youâve grown!â
âThere were many people wanting your belongings and even approached me for it, so of course, Iâd start getting vigilant.â
âTell me their names. Iâll assassinate them right away.â
âHere is the list.â
Michelleâs bombshell announcement was smoothly followed up by Finia. Taking a look at the memo she presented, I saw a few familiar names.
âOh, Markâs name is there. Tonyâs too.â
âThey are frequenters. Please donât approach them defenselessly, Lady Nicole.â
âO-Okay... Hmm, Lyell?â
âIt seems that he found out about this network recently, and told me to prioritize him if I obtained anything.â
It must be just that he was trying to protect his daughter by infiltrating the network. It must be, it must.
Otherwise, Mariaâs punishment magic would have exploded on him. Though that black-hearted Saint has a careless side too, so she might have overlooked it... And it would be hard to assassinate Lyell anyway. Heâs just too tough.
Then suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted our chat.
It was a reserved, weak knock that felt quite disturbing.
âUmm, dear guests... I am a staff member...â
I sent a gaze at my comrades and approached the door. There were cases like this where thieves pretended to be inn staff. It was already quite late, and many people were out of their rooms having dinner at the cafeteria.
In other words, this inn full of accommodated rooms temporarily had a low number of people in it.
Responding to my vigilance, Cloud brought his shield and stood near me. This was done in preparation for receiving an attack. Michelle and Fina also became alert with their specialized weapons in their hands.
We were aware that a party full of girls like ours was quite prone to get targeted.
I slightly opened the door and peeked outside from the gap. Even in the case that there was a robber outside, Cloud would be able to follow up even if I was kicked back along with the door. And as long as he managed to stop them even for a moment, Michelle and Finia would barrage them with merciless attacks.
However, outside instead stood an elderly female and an elven man and woman. It was the proprietress of the inn and two familiar Adventurers.
âMy apologies, but would you be willing to share a room? These people are elves as you can see, and with that reason...â
â......Sure, we donât mind.â
âAh, oh, itâs the elves we met before!â
Michelle raised a cheer, but as she said, these two that the staff person brought to us were people I remembered. Or rather, they were people I was quite indebted to.
It was Haumea and Cole, standing before my eyes.
âIt has been a while, Miss Haumea.â
âOh, Nicole and Michelle. I see you remember us! But I see Michelle doesnât remember our names...â
âAhah, sorry.â
Michelle said while pulling a tongue and scratching her head. We certainly werenât very involved with the two, but her name had helped me a lot.
Plus I caused her some trouble during the Elliot matter too. Hope she is no longer suspected of being my disguised form from back then.
âLast we met was in the Guildâs training area, huh.â
âOh my, are you all acquainted?â
âYeah, a bit in the past.â
âCole, thatâs an understatement. Weâve seen each several times at Raumâs Guild.â
âThen about sharing this room...â
âAh, we are fine with that. We can trust them.â
Weâve actually only met twice. But it would be strange to doubt someone kind enough to stop a carriage just to help a passing-by child.
Besides, meeting her now could even be called a divine grace in a way.
âPlease enter. It will probably be quite cramped with six of us here though.â
âThatâs no problem. Itâs far better than camping out.â
âThank you.â
The two bowed to us as we invited them in. The room was wide enough to fit six people. That just left the problem of the number of beds.
âOkay, Cloudâs on the floor.â
âWhyyyy?!â
âOh no, that wonât do. We arrived last so weâll do that.â
âBut Cloud, do you plan to make a girl sleep on the floor?â
âUgh, well...â
âNicole, Iâm really fine with sleeping on the floor!â
After teasing Cloud for a while, I just shrugged and called it a joke. With the condition of this room, the number of beds was irrelevant. You could just use blankets and make hammocks.
âJust kidding. Iâll make some makeshift beds, so the rest of you help me too.â
âMakeshift beds?â
âYeah. Iâll just stretch ropes from that place on the wall to a pole or something and just cover them with sleeping bags and be done.â
The room had metal fittings on all four sides to hang a lamp on. If I used them as the bed supports as is, they could break or get damaged, so I would strengthen them with the Toughness spell of the interference system.
If I poured in a large amount of magic power and extended its duration, it should last until morning.
âOf course, the one sleeping there should be someone light... Wait, isnât that me?â
I was obviously the lightest among us six. Next would be Finia. Michelle was clearly bottlenecked by her chest. I never expected my proposal would end up driving me out of my bed.
âOh well. Finia and I are the lightest ones here, so weâll go with the hammock method.â
âAlright.â
âThat aside, I have something to discuss with you...â
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And finally I ended up encountering psychology by chance.
I was at a ski resort in Switzerland without any money to actually enjoy myself, because the snow had melted and I didn't have money to go to a movie. But I found that on the -- I read in the newspapers that there was to be a presentation and it was about flying saucers [that] he was going to talk.
And I thought, well, since I can't go to the movies, at least I will go for free to listen to flying saucers.
And the man who talked at that evening lecture was very interesting.
Instead of talking about little green men, he talked about how the psyche of the Europeans had been traumatized by the war, and now they're projecting flying saucers into the sky.
He talked about how the mandalas of ancient Hindu religion were kind of projected into the sky as an attempt to regain some sense of order after the chaos of war.
And this seemed very interesting to me.
And I started reading his books after that lecture.
And that was Carl Jung, whose name or work I had no idea about.
Then I came to this country to study psychology and I started trying to understand the roots of happiness.
This is a typical result that many people have presented, and there are many variations on it.
surveyed in the United States since 1956 say that their life is very happy.
And that hasn't changed at all.
Whereas the personal income, on a scale that has been held constant to accommodate for inflation, has more than doubled, almost tripled, in that period.
But you find essentially the same results, namely, that after a certain basic point -- which corresponds more or less to just a few 1,000 dollars above the minimum poverty level -- increases in material well-being don't seem to affect how happy people are.
In fact, you can find that the lack of basic resources, material resources, contributes to unhappiness, but the increase in material resources does not increase happiness.
So my research has been focused more on -- after finding out these things that actually corresponded to my own experience, I tried to understand: where -- in everyday life, in our normal experience -- do we feel really happy?
And to start those studies about 40 years ago, I began to look at creative people -- first artists and scientists, and so forth -- trying to understand what made them feel that it was worth essentially spending their life doing things for which many of them didn't expect either fame or fortune, but which made their life meaningful and worth doing.
This was one of the leading composers of American music back in the '70s.
And the interview was 40 pages long.
But this little excerpt is a very good summary of what he was saying during the interview.
And it describes how he feels when composing is going well.
And he says by describing it as an ecstatic state.
Now, "ecstasy" in Greek meant simply to stand to the side of something.
And then it became essentially an analogy for a mental state where you feel that you are not doing your ordinary everyday routines.
So ecstasy is essentially a stepping into an alternative reality.
And it's interesting, if you think about it, how, when we think about the civilizations that we look up to as having been pinnacles of human achievement -- whether it's China, Greece, the Hindu civilization, or the Mayas, or Egyptians -- what we know about them is really about their ecstasies, not about their everyday life.
We know the temples they built, where people could come to experience a different reality.
We know about the circuses, the arenas, the theaters.
These are the remains of civilizations and they are the places that people went to experience life in a more concentrated, more ordered form.
Now, this man doesn't need to go to a place like this, which is also -- this place, this arena, which is built like a Greek amphitheatre, is a place for ecstasy also.
We are participating in a reality that is different But this man doesn't need to go there.
He needs just a piece of paper where he can put down little marks, and as he does that, he can imagine sounds that had not existed before in that particular combination.
So once he gets to that point of beginning to create, like Jennifer did in her improvisation, a new reality -- that is, a moment of ecstasy -- he enters that different reality.
Now he says also that this is so intense an experience that it feels almost as if he didn't exist.
And that sounds like a kind of a romantic exaggeration.
But actually, our nervous system is incapable of processing more than about 110 bits of information per second.
And in order to hear me and understand what I'm saying, you need to process about 60 bits per second.
That's why you can't hear more than two people.
You can't understand more than two people talking to you.
Well, when you are really involved in this completely engaging process of creating something new, as this man is, how his body feels, or his problems at home.
He can't feel even that he's hungry or tired.
His body disappears, his identity disappears from his consciousness, because he doesn't have enough attention, like none of us do, to really do well something that requires a lot of concentration, and at the same time to feel that he exists.
So existence is temporarily suspended.
And he says that his hand seems to be moving by itself.
Now, I could look at my hand for two weeks, and I wouldn't feel any awe or wonder, because I can't compose. So what it's telling you here is that obviously this automatic, spontaneous process that he's describing can only happen to someone who is very well trained and who has developed technique.
And it has become a kind of a truism in the study of creativity that you can't be creating anything with less than 10 years of technical-knowledge immersion in a particular field.
Whether it's mathematics or music, it takes that long to be able to begin to change something in a way that it's better than what was there before.
Now, when that happens, he says the music just flows out.
And because all of these people I started interviewing -- this was an interview which is over 30 years old -- so many of the people described this as a spontaneous flow that I called this type of experience the "flow experience."
And it happens in different realms.
For instance, a poet describes it in this form.
This is by a student of mine who interviewed some of the leading writers and poets in the United States.
And it describes the same effortless, spontaneous feeling that you get when you enter into this ecstatic state.
This poet describes it as opening a door that floats in the sky -- a very similar description to what Albert Einstein gave as to how he imagined the forces of relativity, when he was struggling with trying to understand how it worked.
But it happens in other activities.
For instance, this is another student of mine, Susan Jackson from Australia, who did work with some of the leading athletes in the world.
And you see here in this description of an Olympic skater, of the inner state of the person.
You don't think; it goes automatically, if you merge yourself with the music, and so forth.
It happens also, actually, in the most recent book I wrote, called "Good Business," where I interviewed some of the CEOs who had been nominated by their peers as being both very successful and very ethical, very socially responsible.
You see that these people define success as something that helps others and at the same time makes you feel happy as you are working at it.
And like all of these successful and responsible CEOs say, you can't have just one of these things be successful if you want a meaningful and successful job.
Anita Roddick is another one of these CEOs we interviewed.
She is the founder of Body Shop, the natural cosmetics king.
It's kind of a passion that comes from doing the best and having flow while you're working.
This is an interesting little quote from Masaru Ibuka, who was at that time starting out Sony without any money, without a product -- they didn't have a product, they didn't have anything, but they had an idea.
And the idea he had was to establish a place of work where engineers can feel the joy of technological innovation, be aware of their mission to society and work to their heart's content.
I couldn't improve on this as a good example of how flow enters the workplace.
Now, when we do studies -- we have, with other colleagues around the world, done over 8,000 interviews of people -- from Dominican monks, to blind nuns, to Himalayan climbers, to Navajo shepherds -- who enjoy their work.
And regardless of the culture, regardless of education or whatever, there are these seven conditions that seem to be there when a person is in flow.
There's this focus that, once it becomes intense, leads to a sense of ecstasy, a sense of clarity: you know exactly what you want to do from one moment to the other; you get immediate feedback.
You know that what you need to do is possible to do, even though difficult, and sense of time disappears, you forget yourself, you feel part of something larger.
And once the conditions are present, what you are doing becomes worth doing for its own sake.
In our studies, we represent the everyday life of people in this simple scheme.
And we can measure this very precisely, actually, because we give people electronic pagers that go off 10 times a day, and whenever they go off you say what you're doing, how you feel, where you are, what you're thinking about.
And two things that we measure is the amount of challenge people experience at that moment and the amount of skill that they feel they have at that moment.
So for each person we can establish an average, which is the center of the diagram.
That would be your mean level of challenge and skill, which will be different from that of anybody else.
But you have a kind of a set point there, which would be in the middle.
If we know what that set point is, we can predict fairly accurately when you will be in flow, and it will be when your challenges are higher than average and skills are higher than average.
And you may be doing things very differently from other people, but for everyone that flow channel, that area there, will be when you are doing what you really like to do -- play the piano, be with your best friend, perhaps work, if work is what provides flow for you.
And then the other areas become less and less positive.
Arousal is still good because you are over-challenged there.
Your skills are not quite as high as they should be, but you can move into flow fairly easily by just developing a little more skill.
So, arousal is the area where most people learn from, because that's where they're pushed beyond their comfort zone and to enter that -- going back to flow -- then they develop higher skills.
Control is also a good place to be, because there you feel comfortable, but not very excited.
It's not very challenging any more.
And if you want to enter flow from control, you have to increase the challenges.
So those two are ideal and complementary areas from which flow is easy to go into.
The other combinations of challenge and skill become progressively less optimal.
Relaxation is fine -- you still feel OK.
Boredom begins to be very aversive and apathy becomes very negative: you don't feel that you're doing anything, you don't use your skills, there's no challenge.
Unfortunately, a lot of people's experience is in apathy.
The largest single contributor to that experience is watching television; the next one is being in the bathroom, sitting.
Even though sometimes watching television about seven to eight percent of the time is in flow, but that's when you choose a program you really want to watch and you get feedback from it.
So the question we are trying to address -- and I'm way over time -- is how to put more and more of everyday life in that flow channel.
And that is the kind of challenge that we're trying to understand.
And some of you obviously know how to do that spontaneously without any advice, but unfortunately a lot of people don't.
And that's what our mandate is, in a way, to do.
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The class starts today. That being said, Iâm still eating my breakfast at seven in the morning. I donât have to hurry, do I? Glomp glomp.
Aside from that, I was surprised with the savings I earned yesterday. It was a bit too much.
However, since the process of rank up and withdrawal of the deposit was carried out in a private room, I didnât have to worry about leaking my personal information... Hopefully? The Commercial Guild seemed to protect the privacy of others. But I wasnât really sure how much I could trust them...
That being said, the carry cart I brought there should be able to make a considerable amount of sales. Thatâs what the staff in charge at that time said to me.
Adventurers could use it to carry their prey when they managed to catch a lot. Merchants could use a big carry cart to transport their goods. This invention was better than the previous pasta machine and meat chopper, so I should get a lot more patent fees. Umm, Iâm kind of scared, though?
They even asked me persistently if I have more ideas. I wouldnât tell them, please stop that! Iâm crying, okay!
I drew several variants of the blueprints, such as a large carry cart and wheelbarrow. Please be satisfied with that.
Yesterday, after returning from the Commercial Guild, I asked my master to sell me his mithril. I asked him if he had stocks on any fantasy-ish metal other than mithril, but he told me that metal materials above mithril were so rare that he had never seen them before.
There was metal with lower quality than mithril and higher quality than iron, which was called magic iron or magic steel. Even so, that material was iron produced from a mine in a land with high magic power. A subcategory of iron with a high affinity for magic power.
Refined magic iron was called magic steel. Using that was more convenient since the blacksmith didnât have to do various initial preparations when forging a magic sword. Not to mention, forging an ordinary sword using this extraordinary material would automatically make a low-ranking magic sword.
After that was a metal called âBlue Silver Steelâ which was also known as blue metal.
This material was a bit complicated. Its magic resistance and magic effect would increase by alloying it with other metals. Due to these characteristics, most people wouldnât use it on its own.
By alloying it with mithril or the likes, it could also be used in bulk with mithril even if just a little. Thatâs why this was mostly used to make armor or protective accessories. If we wanted to emphasize the magic defense and effect, armor made of mithril alloyed with blue metal had a higher effect than the one made of pure mithril.
Also, the nobles liked to wear accessories made of this material combined with precious metals, such as gold and silver.
Next was Mithril. People also called this âSpiritâs Silverâ, a whitish and shiny metal.
Not only that this metal had a very high affinity with magic, but it was also harder and lighter than iron. When someone wanted to try making a magic sword for the first time, mithril would be recommended more often than not.
The output was a lot less than iron, but most of the time people could obtain this thanks to the frequent distribution.
Adamantite was rarer than mithril. It was black magic steel. From what the master has told me, itâs a black metal with faint dark green color.
It was harder than mithril but heavier than iron. Its magic affinity was around the same as magic iron. Using adamantine to forge a magic sword was a little difficult. It seemed like the master also hadnât used it that much.
By the way, the powerful magic swords found in the dungeon were often said to be made of Adamantite.
The last item was the classic Orichalcum. Revered as âGodâs steelâ, it was very expensive.
It was the best material to make armor since it was as light as mithril with higher magic affinity, and was harder than Adamantite. However, it was extremely rare. The average Orichalcum vein would only hold around a fingertip worth of material.
There were a very few legendary holy swords made by Orichalcum. I wanted to try using one someday...
It seemed like there were other various metals, but those were the ones most typically used. I see...
Leaving that aside.
If I took too much time here, I might end up late. It was also a bit too early, but letâs leave now. I departed while taking Norn and Bell with me. I moved in the main street while pulling the carry cart around. Yeah, not only Norn, but the cart also stood out now.
The number of adventurers passing around the area in front of the branch office of the guild increased, and at the same time, the gaze aimed at my cart also increased. Maybe this was a little bad? But I couldnât do anything after coming this far, so what should I do?
Ugh! But since no one dares to call me out thanks to Norn, I was also lucky?
Troubles filling my mind, I walked until I found Triela and the others nearby the gate! Letâs meet up with them.
âTriela.â
âAh, Ren? Whatâs wrong? Youâre early.â
âNo, I just thought it will be nice to go out early... But if youâre saying that, Triela is also here early, right?â
âWell, I made an unreasonable request to you, so I wondered if it would be better for us to arrive first... Itâs useless, though.â
Itâs not useless. Thanks to you, I was saved.
âNo, itâs not. I was a bit uncomfortable with everyone staring at me...â
âAh, Renâs followers stand out, right?â
âYes, but well...â
Their focus wasnât only on Norn, I think. Well, Iâm not going to clarify everything.
By the way, only the girls were with Triela. The other four boys would come here later. It seemed like they would come after buying everyoneâs bread.
Ah, Kuro looked sleepy. Rather, she was half-asleep, wasnât she? Rico was pulling her hand, but was this okay?
âGood morning, Ren! What are you pulling?â
âGood morning, Arle. This is what weâre going to use for studying today.â
âHee... By the way, Ren is pulling a stand? It looks amazing! Isnât it convenient?â
âYeah. I think itâs convenient when there are a lot of things I have to carry when harvesting or hunting.â
...Once I answered her casually, the atmosphere around me changed. The adventurers looked at us with eyes full of surprise. I also heard, âI see,â or âIf we have that, we can take the orcs back with us.â Ugh, I did it now!
âIâm sorry, but Iâm a bit worried about the way theyâre looking at me. Letâs go quickly.â
âAh, yeah. Got it.â
They seemed to have read between my lines. Thankfully.
I was finally released from their stares once we got out of the gate. Or so I believed, but a stranger suddenly greeted me. He was short, bearded, muscular, and holding a large and rough axe... a dwarf?
âAh, sorry for interrupting you, young lady. Iâd like to ask something. Where did you buy that? Can you tell me if possible?â
âUmm...?â
âAhh, well, I just thought that it looks convenient to carry items around. The magic bag is too expensive and I canât afford to buy it. But this thing looks possible to make, and itâs convenient since I can carry things around easily. I want to have it... Can you tell me?â
âI see, so thatâs what you mean. I commissioned a place and made this myself. You can go to the commercial guild to see the blueprints.â
The way I said that could be interpreted in a lot of ways, so he probably didnât think I personally drew the blueprint... I think.
âThis is already patented? Itâs amazing that you noticed this practical item. Itâs important for an adventurer to be tactful, so do your best, young lady! Iâll also take a look on my way home!â
âNo. Please do your best too.â
Oh, I managed to deceive him? It seemed like the conversation ended without anything troublesome. The dwarf-like man who called me out left and several other adventurers who gathered around this place looked like they were listening to us. Yeah, itâs better if they didnât approach me. Please do your best.
â...Ren, it looks like you can make friends no matter where you go.â
âThatâs not true. I was nervous even now.â
âYou donât look like that at all, you know?â
No, really. Iâm scared of strangers.
Just like that, we arrived at our destination after walking in groups for a while. It was the foot of a large tree.
It was late August, and the sunlight was still strong. The shade of this tree should make the air cooler, right?
Now then, letâs start preparing for now. I created chairs and desks according to the number of people using earth magic. Next, I made a teaching table and a stand for the blackboard. I unpacked and assembled the blackboard, put the mini blackboard, chalk, and rag on each desk. With this, everything was done. All we had to do was to wait for Maricle and the three fools to come.
I wouldnât forgive them for being late on the first day, okay? Itâs not the time to start the lesson yet though. But then, they didnât really know what time it was now, right? Hmm.
âTriela, Iâll give you this, so please make sure you wonât be late.â
âEh? This is... a clock!? I canât accept such an expensive item!â
âI personally made this, so itâs not particularly expensive. But since youâre going to be uncomfortable even if I tell you itâs okay... Just pay for the material. Itâs three small silver coins.â
What I took out was the pocket watch I made before, with the same design as the one hanging around my waist right now. By the way, it was incorporated with a triple-axis tourbillon. Ah, I also attached a chain on it. I made around ten in a batch, so giving one or two of them didnât really matter.
But now that she said it, pocket watches were luxury items. Probably, the price of this item at a store would be a couple of small gold coins. The broken ones would even cost three small coins.
âThree small silver coins... No, that is still quite tough for us.â
âYou can pay it once you have settled.â
âUhhh...! I will definitely pay you! Wait for me, okay!?â
âYes.â
â...How nice. Itâs unfair that only Triela got it.â
âArle, if you want it, I will sell it at the same price. I made a lot, so you can take it.â
âIs that okay!? Ah, you donât have to give it to me now! Iâll save up the money, so just wait!â
âAre you fine with that?â
âYeah. Since Triela has it, it wonât hurt if I donât have it.â
Arle also started to think about various things. Was it because everyone was supporting each other? Thatâs cute, now that sheâs no longer acting aloof, sheâs pretty clingy.
âUu, I also want it... Uhmm.â
âMe too.â
âKuro, letâs do our best to save money!â
âWork hard!â
Rico and Kuro too... Did they want three more clocks? What a greedy team! ...No, I was just joking, I just wanted to try saying that for once. Well, work hard, everyone~ | {
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These were originally brilliant warriors, and they had become even stronger after being turned into thralls.
But in spite of having inferior numbers, Shia, Serulis and Grulf continued to take them down, one after another.
After seeing three of them turn into ash, the mercenaries, excluding the leader, finally understood what was happening.
âDamn you! Kill him now!â
However, the leader shouted angrily and then started to attack me.
He moved rather well. However, he was no Goran. Or even Shia and Serulis.
âEven Nia is a better fighter.â
âWhat...â
I did not use magic. I grabbed his sword hand and then twisted it so that he fell to the ground.
âIf you wonât surrender, then you will be arrested. Though, it is quite troublesome to do.â âBastard! Let me go! The rest of you...â
I bound him with magic ropes, but the leader began to shout angrily.
And then I turned towards Shia, Serulis and Grulf.
It was just as the last two thralls had turned into ash.
âGood work.â
âThank you. What should we do about the others?â
Shia said as she looked at the six bound up charmed and the leader.
âWhile itâs extra work, weâll lock them up in some room.â
âWill you lend us a hand?â
âUh, aye.â
âIs there an empty room nearby?â
âWell...â
And so the mercenaries told us.
âWeâll carry them. Shia and Serulis, you guard the surrounding area.â
And then I cast Sleep Cloud on the six charmed and the leader.
While the leader and the charmed tried to resist, they fell asleep in an instant.
âThat should do it.â
The seven stopped moving.
One of the mercenaries looked worried.
âDi-did they die?â
âNo, they are alive. They are just sleeping. Canât you see that they are breathing? And their hearts are also beating.â
Upon hearing this, the mercenaries put their hands over the mouths of the prisoners and checked their pulse.
âIndeed, they are alive. But they truly do look dead.â
âThatâs how deep a sleep they are in. They will not wake up for some time.â âFor how long?â
One of the mercenaries asked.
Indeed, their breathing was shallow and because they were so still, it might look like they were dead at a glance.
So they became worried.
âDonât worry. They will wake up tomorrow even if they are left like this.â
And so the three mercenaries helped me carry the seven into another room.
Each of them carried one person, while I carried four.
Obviously, such a thing would be very difficult without magic.
And so I used magic to make them levitate.
âWhat are you?â
âJust a F-Rank Adventurer.â
I told them the truth, but...
â...I see. So you cannot tell us.â
âIt must be top secret then? And weâre just mercenaries. I understand.â
âAye. We will not pry. Thatâs the trick to living a long life.â
And so we entered the room and laid the seven down on the floor.
And then I cast magic over the whole room in order to protect it. After that, I used magic to lock the door and all of the windows from outside intrusion.
âNow, even if the vampires come to kill them, they will find it difficult to get inside.â
I made the defenses so tight that it was safer here than the mansion outside of the embassy.
If they were killed, then we would not be able to acquire information, which would be bad for Eric and Marguerite later on.
After this was done, I turned to the three mercenaries
âNow, we have to talk.â
âAye, ask anything you want. However, we know nothing about the vampires, alright?â
âI know. So who hired you?â
âThere was an opening for embassy security guards, and we applied.â
âWere you originally a party of four?â
âNo, we werenât. We were all drifters who were working solo.â
âAll three of you? And the leader?â
âHe was already in charge of the guards here at the embassy when we were hired.â âI see.â
Perhaps this leader was already on the side of the dark ones then.
âWhat about the ones who turned to ash? Did you first meet them here?â âWe knew all of them from before.â âTell me the details.â
Ericâs Mendilibar Kingdom and the neighboring Ringain Kingdom had not had any big wars recently.
Because of this, there was little demand for mercenaries, and so many of them made a living as guards and escorts.
âThough, there are not that many mercenaries to begin with. Most youngsters became Adventurers.â âAye, if anything, all the mercenaries are like old friends.â
The people who were mercenaries now were all people who had been working since the time when wars and battles were more common.
Anyone who had other skills would have quit and chosen other work.
And so the people who were still mercenaries were people who were too poor or uneducated to be knights, but disliked gathering herbs and hunting rats.
âAnd so all of us mercenaries seem to know each other.â
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It was too much hardship for someone so young.
It was clear that Ericâs governing was doing well.
However, there would always be people who spilled between the cracks and didnât benefit from his welfare policies.
And Milka was one of them.
âEric. I have a favor to ask.â
âWhat is it?â
âMilka here. Her guardian has died, and her house was taken away.â
â...What.â
âShe was sleeping in this passage. And so she wonât have anywhere to sleep once it is close up.â
After saying this, Milka grabbed Ericâs hands.
âUncle Eric! Please! Please donât block the entrance.â
âWell, wait there, Milka. Leave this to me.â
âFine.â
Milka meekly pulled back.
âThis is what Iâve been thinking...Eric?â
âU-uncle...â
I was trying to move the conversation forward, but Eric was in a bit of a shock.
No one had ever called him uncle before.
Well, I couldnât imagine many people addressing the king like that, so it was no wonder.
âEric, are you alright?â
âAh, yes. What?â
âAbout Milka. Could you make her an apprentice?â
Eric had , apprentices training in the palace.
They were second and third sons of poor nobles, children of knights who died in battle, and children who had been orphaned.
As Milka had been orphaned as well, she had the qualifications to become an apprentice.
âI do not mind at all.â
âBut, Locke.â
âHm?â
âWhy donât you make her your apprentice? Most nobles have several apprentices under their roof.â
âWhat about Goran?â âGoran has three of them. But they are currently traveling with his wife.â
I didnât know that. I guess I would be able to meet them once Goranâs wife returned.
âBy the way, officially, Luchila is your apprentice.â
âYes. In the documents. There were a lot of procedures when passing on the house. Thatâs when it was written.â
âI didnât know that.â
Luchila and Gerberga were unaware.
âAre you okay with being my apprentice, Luchila?â
âIt is an honor!â
âThatâs fine then...â
Eric continued to explain.
âYou donât seem to understand the system of apprenticeship for nobles, Locke. Apprentices are like your own children, only they have no right to the inheritance.â
âIs that so...â
I thought of apprentices as people who live, study and work under a master of a certain craft.
But I guess they were kind of like children of that master as well.
I decided to ask Milka directly.
That would probably be the best.
âMilka. Who would you rather apprentice under, Eric or me?â
âI wouldnât advise it, but you are, of course, free to choose neither and live on the streets... But the passage must be closed.â
âWhat happens if I become an apprentice?â
âYou will help with work around the house. Whether you choose Eric or me, you will live in a house and have food to eat.â
âThat would be nice...but what kind of work is it?â
Eric answered this question. He spoke very kindly.
âAll kinds of work. Most train to be chamberlains or knights.â
âAs for me... Cleaning, I guess.â
I said, and Milkaâs eyes lit up.
âI donât know what a chamberlain is, but I can clean!â
âWhen my grandfather was still alive, I cleaned the house and chimneys for our neighbors!â
âThatâs good to know. Alright. You can come to my house.â
I said, and Milka laughed happily.
But then she quickly looked uncertain.
âBut, are you sure?â
âI donât mind. But your first job wonât be cleaning, but helping me reinforce this passage.â
âLeave it to me!â
When we finished talking about this, a voice came from the bedroom.
âHusband, what are you doing over there?â
It was Refi, Ericâs wife.
Our voices must have woken her up.
âD-damn it. Locke, hide.â
âHuh? Why? Iâd like to meet her again.â
âNo, right now... She is almost naked.â
In that case, it wouldnât be much of a greeting.
And so we quickly retreated into the passage.
âWell then, Eric. Itâs late. Iâll just seal up the hole here and return home. Iâll come again tomorrow.â
After that, I quickly sealed the hole with rocks and created a wall.
At the same time, I could hear Ericâs voice.
âRefi, why have you dressed like that again? You were sick recently. You will catch a cold.â
âI should be asking you questions. What happened all of a sudden? You were away for so long...â
âOh, itâs nothing. Just, uh...â
âI thought I heard voices talking...â
âI donât think I was hearing things. Are they guests? I would like to meet them.â
âEven if there were guests, you canât greet them like that.â
â...But why?â
âWhy...â
Now that I think about it, Refi was always a little oblivious about the way she dressed.
It was often said that people of great virtue are not ashamed of being naked.
Perhaps Refi was like that as well.
In any case, Luchila must have been visualizing the scene behind the wall, because his face was bright red.
It was not a very good thing to be listening to Eric and Refiâs conversation here.
And so I cast a spell of protection on the wall and began to walk away.
âIâm going to go and block the sewers now.â
âAh, yes.â
âLeave it me.â
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My body...doesnât move like I thought it would!
Was I always this slow?!
The girls were chasing after the monster on light feet. And they cut through them like it was nothing!
Was it youth? Was that it!?
In the first place, how were your actual physical abilities related to the game?
Were my reflexes so bad now that I was incapable of controlling my body well?
If I wasnât wrong, there were some VR games that were supposed to be able to measure your physical fitness through neurotransmission, and players whose results were bad might experience slower movement or shortness of breath in the game...
I wasnât sure what system this game used, but it apparently wasnât pleased with the way I was controlling my character.
Well, I havenât exercised in quite a long time...
Luckily, the company I used to work at was very old fashioned, and I had to walk to work every day.
Had I worked from home, I might have found walking alone to be quite hard.
No, that was an exaggeration. My apologies to all those who work from home.
âMister Kyuji. The enemy is going towards you!â
âHah...ha... Theyâre leaving it to me!â
Well, it was very kind of that monster to come this way.
But as it was a rabbit monster, it was quite fast.
It had horrible front teeth and looked terrifying, which meant I would feel no guilt when killing it.
âHaayaaa!â
I swung my one-handed sword.
It missed its target and cut through the air instead.
Then the rabbitâs teeth sunk into my neck.
Th-the pain!
Well, Iâm sure it didnât hurt nearly as much as a real bite!
But pain is pain!
I donât care how much realism people want in this day and age. This was going too far!
âFireball!â
A fireball then slammed into my neck.
But this one...didnât hurt!
Apparently, there was no friendly fire in this game.
So someone in my party had saved me.
âTh-thanks...â
âMister Kyuji, did you forget to turn off the sensation of pain in the settings? It will hurt quite a bit if you leave it on default.â
âPa-pain settings? I didnât know...â
I immediately opened the window and went to settings.
Currently, the pain gauge was at seven.
Who the hell would want to raise it above that...
Maybe I should ask.
âThese pain settings. Are there any merits to keeping it high?â
âHmm. I heard some veteran players say that it raises your other senses too. And that allows them to move with more precision. But I donât know much about that. Still, they say that all the best players have it on the highest. Thatâs why event rankers are always screaming.â
How barbaric...
To think that the latest technology was being used to make humanity revert to a state of barbarism...
âWell, fighting and screaming at the same time might make you feel like youâre in some kind of battle manga world. I suppose I can see the appeal. Not that Iâm going to do it.â
âHehe. Thatâs true. The best players really are fantastic and cool. But yes, I wouldnât do it either.â
âSo, Iâll adjust it and fight again...â
âNo, Mister Kyuji. Weâve bothered you enough already. We wonât ask for your help anymore.â
âUh, but weâve only just started...â
âThank you so much! See you later!â
They cast some kind of recovery magic on me before leaving.
And while my neck no longer hurt, my pride still did.
So I was useless even in this world...
No, it was just the first battle.
Occasional failure was unavoidable.
I would lower the pain setting and become numb.
Sometimes it was better to go through life being numb and oblivious.
Then I could return to the town and try joining a party.
â â â
What I found waiting for me upon my return, was hell.
As I was wondering if maybe being in the advance guard was too difficult, I decided to switch over to âSorcerer.â And immediately, I was invited into a new party.
Sorcerers were able to learn healing magic quite early after leveling up, and so they were an important part of newcomer parties.
It felt good to be needed.
But that didnât last long...
âUm... If you start chanting from that position, youâll just get attacked and... Do you not understand?â
âYouâre so slow. Please heal us more quickly.â
âDo you even remember what I told you...?â
The leader, who looked like a little boy, was quite ruthless in his lecturing of me.
It felt like I was being rebuked by a younger superior.
And while it was my lack of ability that was to blame, it was quite humiliating nonetheless...
And so I left the party on my own.
Yes, being in the advance guard was how you could become the star of the game. And so once again, I returned to âWarrior.â
Perhaps the appearance of my character helped me again, because it did not take long to be invited into a different party.
However...
âWhy are you so slow!? Are you like some kind of old man in real life!?â
âYou keep missing!! Where are you looking!?â
âI think youâd be better off in the back! Why donât you quit?â
The moment a battle began, I was assaulted by insults from players that suddenly talked like delinquents.
Not only that, even the system was against me.
In this game, you could acquire skills through not only leveling up and killing monsters, but through your playstyle.
And so while I was fighting with the delinquents, I learned a skill called âEmpty Wave Slash.â
It was a decent enough skill that created a wind blade when you swing your sword, but the reason for acquiring it made even me laugh.
â Acquisition Reason
âDesperate Swingingâ
You kept doing practice swings even when in combat.
So the game hadnât recognised my very serious attacks as attacks.
After they held their stomachs and burst into laughter, one of them said,
âWell, I probably wouldnât have acquired that skill even if I played for the rest of my life. Not bad, old man.â
I wasnât sure if that was supposed to be a compliment...
But he was probably mocking me.
And so when we returned to town, I left that party as well.
Online games...were scary...
âHey, old man!â
âYe-yes?â
âWhile I did tell you to quit the advance guard, I wouldnât be a Sorcerer either! Thatâs no fun at all. People treat healers like slaves.â
âHuh...â
âYou should be an Archer! Itâs not very popular, but thereâs a lot of potential in it. Of course, Iâm not making any promises! Later then! Donât give up on the game! But donât come back to my party either!â
He said what he had to and left.
I supposed he wasnât a terrible person, he just didnât always pick the right words.
Well, perhaps that kind of honesty was better with an online game.
Still, an Archer...
He said they werenât popular, but it would be a waste to not try it out at least.
Maybe he was right, and it would be perfect for me. Perhaps I could be one of the few who could really do something with it.
The idea of accomplishing great things with an unpopular job was quite appealing to me.
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If possible, sheâd love to use a larger mirror so that she could take her time enjoying her reflection all by herself.
ãItâs true...Her skin is so beautiful and smooth, and her bust is so big......I envy you. How nice.ã
Said Pullum who had the same dark circles under her gleaming eyes.
ãWell, why donât you go and touch them while at it? Theyâre so squishy and nice to touch, you know?ã
ãH-, Hey Rani! Donât touch peopleâs breasts so casually!ã
ãWhy not? I made you the costume, you pay me with your body, okay?ã
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ãTh-, then, I guess I will...... Woow, so this is how they feel like! Theyâre really bouncy, huh......ã
ãUu......Th-, thatâs enough, okay? Itâs embarrassing, so stop it!ã
ãHow about you, Liselotte? Weâre doing it anyway, you can touch them all you want.ã
They were in an encampment tent that they pitched on the deck of the Flygear Carrier. One tent shared not only for the three of Inglis, Rafinha, and Pullum, but Leone and Liselotte were in there as well.
Lahti, Luwin, the other Alucardian Knights under him, as well as the rest of the survivors of Lekrea, were all resting in their own tents.
The circular, wide hull and deck of the Flygear Port were designed to allow a large number of people to rest safely even up in the air. Accommodating movements of several dozens of troops is the very purpose of such a mobile base.
Putting that aside, Liselotte coughed when Rafinha invited her to join their fun.
ãH-, how very vulgar. I cannot commend such an act.ã
As expected of the earnest and well-behaved young lady that Liselotte is. Well, to be fair, the most mischievous hands here belong to a young lady of the esteemed Marquiss Wilford too. Either way, that was a huge help. Inglis should be able to steer the course of the conversation...
ãBut, well, if you must...... Learning of what you donât have is also good, time to time.ã
ãNot you too, Liselotte......!ã
Rafinha and Pullum were on the slender side, and their chest departments werenât really well-developed. Liselotteâs, however, was not at all lacking, as she was in fact average in that front. And yet, apparently she actually was interested in them.
ãUwaah...These are pretty hefty. Amazing...ã
If so, there is only one last person Inglis could depend on.
ãLeone, itâs about time you save me!ã
ãAhaha......H-, hang in there!!ã
Leone had taken refuge in the corner of the tent and was in a defensive stance, covering her own breasts with her arms to prevent the damage from spreading to her. She instantly sensed that she would be the next to fall victim.
ãLeone! How cruel!ã
ãL-, look, Iâll take over Rene for you, so......sorry?ã
True, Rene was stationed at Leoneâs chest, so in a sense, she had taken over the role of watching over Rene. After all, the little Magic Stone Beast would gladly jump into the fray otherwise.
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ãMn, youâre right. I guess thatâs that? Iâve had my fill of Glisâ springiness too......ã
ãYes. It was amazing. So enviable.ã
ãI learned a lot......ã
After Rafinha said so, Inglis was finally freed from the assaults from the three girls.
ãPhew...Finally......So, thatâs the end of playing around, weâre going to the dragon now, okay? Rani, Pullum, Iâm sure you two are exhausted. You can sit this one out.ã
ãNo, Iâm going too. Weâre about to secure and eat a really tasty dragon meat, right? Iâd hate to oversleep and miss it!ã
ãMe too, I want to be of help as much as possible! If I can help the people suffering from my brother stealing their food, Iâll do anything!ã
ãYup, letâs fight together! Itâs okay, right Glis?!ã
ãYouâre right. I have something I want you two to do, too...ã
ãOf course, we will help.ã
ãIndeed. Let us all go together.ã
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However, the Trent emerged unscathed from the dust.
âImpossible.....â
Kouki was unable to move because of that fact. Shizuku realized something and raises her voice.
âKouki! Look at that! It wasnât a direct hit!â
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When Kouki looked into the same direction as Shizuku, he saw a large amount of trees scattered around, broken into small fragments. Apparently, Koukiâs âSupreme Destructionâ did not hit the Trent directly. It was prevented by a large amount of trees in the front.
Though there shouldnât be any trees there? Where on earth did such a great amount appear from? The questions from Koukiâs group were answered by the Trent.
At that time, the Pseudo-Trent gave out a pale light. A large number of trees spread out from the base and grew in a very great force.
â...... Unique Magic.â
Suzu muttered. That opinion was right. It was the unique magic of the Trent of the âSea of Treesâ. It was freely able to create a large amount of trees and manipulate them freely.
âThis, this is bad! This is sacred ground, the enemy of god will not be allowed to pass! âAbsolute Virtue!ââ
Suzu was momentarily dumbfounded, but was able to invoke âAbsolute Virtueâ immediately. Attacks poured in from all directions, while a shining barrier was deployed with Suzuâs group inside.
The branches which had a sharpened point like a spear gave an intense shock to the barrier one after another.
Not only the Trent, but also the surrounding trees also produced a similar attack. It seemed they wold get crushed to death by the almost oppressive amount of resources.
The âAbsolute Virtueâ wonât be able to hold out without a chant. It already cracked here and there, it did not seem to hold out for another several seconds. And, when Suzuâs barrier gets broken, will the others hold out till she deploys it again?.....Only an optimist would judge it doable.
âNo good....anymore....â
Suzu realizes by the magic consumption, that the barrier will soon break and informs the others.
Kouki looks at Suzu. âThen i have to use âLimit Breakâ to survive!â He made his resolve. There is no choice but to accept that they need to use two of their trump cards directly at the first stage after entering a great labyrinth.
However, after guessing Koukiâs intentions, assistance came from the rear.
ââForever Engravedââ
The reproduction magic âForever Engravedâ, which Kaori used â regardless of the substance of the object â can regenerate everything to the state one second ago every one second it is used.
Suzuâs âAbsolute Virtueâ which seemed to break at any moment, gets surrounded by a silver light. After one beat, the barrier recovered to its dignified appearance af if nothing happened. Even after the attacks of the Trents , it returns to its original state. âAbsolute Virtueâ is repaired every second.
âWow, Kao-rin! Thank you!â
Suzu, while maintaining the barrier, looks back and thanks Kaori. Kouki and the others slighty relax their bodies because they got of the predicament and look to the back.
Four âCross Bittsâ were arranged by Hajime in the surroundings and a triangular pyramid was spread as a barrier. (TL: Like this: http://www.math-salamanders.com/images/lgs-d-shape-triangular-based-pyramid.gif) The space interception type produce a spatial magic âFour-Point Barrierâ.
âReproduction Magicâ isnât even used and still there are no signs that the barrier gets shaken. It seems to be a totally impregnable castle wall, without allowing any attack to come near.
âThat seems to be the limit. I thought they would hold out longer.....â
Hajime murmured while looking down at Kouku who had a complicated look.
âU~n, Wouldnât they be fine if the hero-san uses his âLimit Breakâ?â
âI wonder. Well, if he goes over his limit maybe...... However, what will happen after he weakens after that? It is unlikely that he can recover from the fatigue of his âLimit Breakâ with healing magic.â
â.....It may be possible with Reproduction Magic.â
âI donât want to use it as the magic consumption is big. Itâs still too early for that.â
âFumu. Well then, we should clear up here before the hero-boy uses it.â
Hajime was wondering if Kouki and the others would be acknowledged to have cleared the great labyrinth. Kouki and the others should obtain the age of gods magic , because âIf Nointos appear in a great amount we could use the âthrow the heroes at themâ-strategy.â
So, they should raise their military strength in the great labyrinth âAppeal with: âWe should fight hard!â â Or so he wished.......
Because it is unknown what may happen beyond this point, itâs not preferable to use age of gods magic in succession because of its magic consumption. Even though they have magic stones stocked up, they donât know when Yue and Tio can turn back and are able to fight.
âMaster, this one thinks you should not worry too much about the outcome of the battle.â
âYes? What do you mean? Is it about the concept of the great labyrinth?â
The goblin (Tio) advises Hajime who thinks deeply about the current situation. Despite her being a pervert, her words and knowledge are very thoughtful. Though, she is still a helpless pervert.
âYes. The concept is probably âtesting the bondsâ.â
âBond..... Speaking of it, the word was also on the stone tablet at the entrance.â
âThatâs right. Not only to test the bonds with the sub-humans, but also to test the bonds when capturing the labyrinth. Is it not so? See through the imitations, accept the companions which changed. It is truly testing the âdeep woven bondsâ.â
âI see..... If there is a goal after clearing this trial you could call this a âguidepostâ. If itâs that way, then there might be no problem if I clean up the battle. Amanokawa and the others only need to get over the âtesting the bonds somethingâ what comes after this.â
âThatâs right. Well, it is only a guess in the end.â
It is still a very reliable guess.
With understanding that, Hajime makes his decision and lets out a sigh. Even though he strengthened Kouki and other with the artifacts greatly, the great labyrinth reads the memory after the capture and there is a possibility it wonât accept them if he makes them too strong and so he waited.
Hajime glanced at the Goblin (Tio) and lets out another sigh. Tio occasionally gives sharp consideration and makes suggestive advice because she lived far longer than him. Heâs reminiscent that the race is supposed to be noble and respectful.
Originally she is thoughtful and considerate and has the perfect nature of the Dragon-Race which Yue longed for. Every man would be captured by her beauty as sheâs a very attractive lady.
Even though sheâs already a pervert.....
âReally, is it my fault?â Hajime worried in his mind. And he looks at the Goblin (Tio) and regretted it.
âMu? Masterâs look of pity at this one....haa, haa, this is in itself..... already...Mistress is no good without Master.â
âHaa~â
Tios wriggling with her Goblin body gave out unpleasant feelings.
Hajime looks at the Trent which attacks without restraint but still canât tear Suzuâs âAbsolute Virtueâ and Hajimeâs â-Point-Barrierâ. In addition it still generates more trees. The surrounding view was already filled with trees.
âTaniguchi. Iâll burn everything now. Donât undo the barrier if you donât want to die.â
Hajime warns Suzu before unleashing an attack while she is defending from attacks from all directions.
Suzu suddenly answers dumbfounded with a great voice. Kouki and the other turn dubious expressions towards Suzu. The expressions will soon turn into dumbfounded ones.
Outside of the barrier, Hajime throws a moonlike-ring (Getsurin) into the air and takes out a remote control with an induction stone out of the âTreasure Boxâ. With the power of âWind Clawâ and âSign Perceptionâ the surrounding trees were easily dissected and thrown into the air. (TL: Actually the author has written âskyâ, but i choose to change it to âairâ. Makes somehow more sense. Iâll use âGetsurinâ from now on, just needed to explain what it is.)
The numbers exceeded . Itâs impossible to make them get battle mobility, but itâs easy to change the tide.
And in the next moment, black liquid scatters around the Trent like raid because of the Getsurin. The black liquid scattered around is a tar that burns at .°C which even melts Fullum ore.
Hajime transfers a large amount of tar stored in the âTreasure Boxâ by using the gate function of Getsurin.
While trying to figure out what Hajime was doing, Shia and the other let out a âUwaa~â and their eyes turned towards Hajime.
Certainly, it was effective to deal with the Trent and all the trees it quickly generated........
While the girls gazed at Hajime, he threw a small live coal towards Getsurin.
In that moment,
Gooooooooo !! (TL: Not sure how to translate sound effects ãŽã©ãªãªãªãªãªãª!!)
Everything in sight was dyed instantly in flaming red.
The Trents, which didnât even worry when the tar was released, are now surrounded by a prison of flames of 3,000°C and instantaneously burned by it. Though they donât have vocal cords, it seems they are screaming in agony.
The spectacle may be mistaken for hell which has manifested on this world. Now, every object outside of the barrier is certainly carbonized......No, even cinders might not remain.
The tar does not burn for long, but the heat is terrific. The hellfire produced by Hajime extinguished naturally after 15 minutes. However, because the Trents ran wild, it even spread to normal trees, so Kaori managed somehow to extinguish the flames with water magic.
âWe joined up with Yue and the other already, so i had no problems burning everything down....â
âHajime-kun.... Do you even think before destroying everything?â
âWhere Hajime-san is, there is also destruction.... Father and the others might think of two new names if they see it.â
â......Hajime not restraining himself....Wonderful.â
âThis one agrees, Yue. Merciless Master.... This one gets wet.â
Hajime releases the â4-Point-Barrierâ and walks toward Kouki and the others who have somewhat tired expressions, while Kaori turns to Hajime looking troubled. The members other than Kaori are saying âThatâs very Hajime-like.â and âAs expected from Hajime.â. With satisfaction on her face she nods in agreement.
âNagumo-kun....A little while ago.... No, itâs nothing. A rocket launcher has already been fired at random and cluster bombs were scattered around. This much is already normal for him. Therefore, get a grip, myself......â
Kouki and the others made a complicated look, as if they are really safe. At the same time, Kouki glanced towards Hajime and bits his lips tightly.
Kouki wasnât able to knock it down even with his last resort and Hajime did it as if it was a side-job. Even if he was persuaded to come here to obtain the age of gods magic, will he really obtain it while being helped......? Such uneasiness was welling up in his mind.
Kouki averts his glance from Hajime and tries to shake off his negative thoughts and looked back in panic as he heard âMekimekiâ-sounds from behind.
âDid it regenerate?â
Like Kouki said, a big tree grew rapidly from the carbonized ground while rumbling the earth.The Trent grew in no time. Exactly how a âRegenerationâ would feel like.
Kouki and the others took a stance, however the regenerated Trent showed no signs of attacking. After standing for a while it started to make a cave. The trunk tears open, the left and right side crack and an open space in the middle is created.
âI thought it was a middle-boss, but it was also the door which goes to the next stage.â
Hajime advanced towards the cave without nodding or hesitating as he was convinced. Yue and the others follow him. Kouki and the others who assumed a stance, followed him in a hurry.
The inside of the cave was without any special characteristics. However, after everybody entered it, the entrance in the cave shut them in and their feet began to shine at the same time.
âAnother teleportation.....â
It was the same magic as the one at the entrance of the great Tree. Hajime strongly drew the Goblin (Yue) and the Goblin (Tio) towards him while muttering.
Because those two canât fight right now, even a trivial thing would be fatal. He wants to do something, even if itâs a trifle thing. After coming this far, itâs impossible to lose these two.
â.....Hajime.â
âMa, Master.... Uu, this one is troubled by your gentleness.â
Were Hajimeâs worries transmitted to them? It looked more like the two goblins were really happy, rather than being scared of the transportation. Tio showed a very uncommon embarrassed (dere) side.
Shia and Kaori jumped towards Hajime with the words âAh, me too~â and wanted to hug him........
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Since they became Cloudâs disciples, it was probably something to celebrate a little.
However, the case wasnât closed just yet. Rather, there was another force that would not allow it to be settled.
âNow then, newbies, have you said your prayers? Are you resolved?â
âHuh? Whatâs going on?â
âPlease wait, we turned a new leafâ!â
âWhere am I? Daddy save me!â
It happened the day after we returned to Stollar. Sebastian and co. were called to the underground training grounds of the Guild.
There, a bunch of male Adventurers and a few females awaited them there.
They werenât filled with bloodlust but still clearly seething in silent anger. The trio seemed to have sensed that and were looking around in dismay.
Cloud and I guessed the situation and came to observe from the inspection seats.
âCloud, are you sure you donât wanna stop them?â
âWhen theyâve become like that itâs impossible to stop them, and wonât stop. Iâve learned that with my body.â
They were probably giving them retribution for their rude attitudes towards us from before, but I guess itâs fine as long as they donât overdo it.
If we cover them too much, they might get their punishment and malicious bullying somewhere we couldnât see.
Plus, it would be good for them to get to know the local Adventurers.
âLet us welcome you first. For coming to Stollar.â
âWe will have you accept the Stollar-style welcoming party.â
âI ainât forgiving you. You touched the one thing you shouldnât have.â
âW-Wait a minute! I donât know what youâre even talking about?!â
Well, even someone as dull as me has realized that weâre treated as idols here. They had those attitudes towards us, so it naturally incurred the localsâ wrath.
âYeah, youâve touched something important that we pray to, something you shouldnât have done. Yes... with Michelleâs boobs!â
âWhat the heck?!â
As the three screamed, I also ended up retorting.
Now that I think about it, when we had a mock battle with them, Michelle pushed her breasts on Sebastian when she was strangling him from behind.
These guys were apparently jealous of that and it led to the current outrage.
âAh, Nicole! Please watch, weâll discipline them properly.â
âWait wait, you donât have to do that! I mean, I agree that touching Michelleâs boobs is a problem, but still.â
âYouâre being compassionate to these bunch too? As expected of you!â
These guys are no good. They donât listen to me at all. I protested with a pumped fist, but they took it as something coming out of compassion. I of course had no such intention.
Cloud next to me was shaking his head with a resigned expression.
âI told you itâs impossible. If that was enough to stop them, the grueling training back in my time wouldâve never happened.â
âItâs you were talking about, Cloud, so thatâs fine.â
âArenât you a bit cruel there?â
âS̲h̲i̲t̲, look at that Cloud b̲a̲s̲t̲a̲r̲d̲! Not just Michelle, heâs even flirting with Nicole!â
special training
too.â
âHow did it come to that?!â
Cloud raised a shriek similar to mine, but the tragedy before me was more important now.
It seemed like three Adventurers grouped up to face the trio and were getting ready for a small-scale group battle.
Naturally, Sebastianâs group had no chance of victory.
At first, I thought they were trying to use this training as a way to punish them for their conduct towards us, but with jealousy involved they could take it a bit too far.
âUh, please donât go overboard...â
âGuys, Nicole gave us her merciful order. Donât go overboard but... get them!â
âYeaaaaaah!!â
The three Adventurers charged at Sebastianâs group without even giving them a warning.
The trio were in dismay as they took on their half-surprise attack.
Being newbies with shallow experience, they had no way of recovering from their disadvantage.
âTry not to die...and dieeeee!â
âH-Higyaaaaaaaa?!â
âHow dare you touch Michelleâs boobs. I was aiming for that!â
They sieged the trio without even spreading out. Then they got pushed back with power in the blink of an eye. After a while, the siege got lifted, leaving behind the three in tatters.
The three Adventurers seemed really refreshed after that.
âHealers, heal them.â
An Adventurer with a sharp expression that would put the trioâs to shame healed them while revealing a malicious smile.
With the effect of the spell, their wounds healed and they were roused from the fainted states.
âI-I thought I was a goner...â
The three finally recovered from their fainted states and stood up while faltering. Then they heard a followup line.
âOkay, next group. Get ready.â
Ignoring the trio who screamed, another three Adventurers stepped towards them. They all had sadistic expressions.
Though their wounds were healed, their equipment was already in tatters. But their senior Adventurers didnât seem satisfied with just that.
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We were hungry.
And that's when the girl in the blue uniform came to my village with the United Nations to feed the children.
As she handed me my porridge, I asked her why she was there, and without hesitation, she said, "As Africans, we must uplift all the people of Africa."
I had absolutely no idea what she meant.
But her words stuck with me.
Two years later, famine hit my country for the second time.
My grandmother had no choice but to send me to the city to live with an aunt I had never met before.
So at the age of 10, I found myself in school for the very first time.
And there, at the city school, I would experience what it was to be unequal.
You see, in the village, we were all equal.
But in the eyes and the minds of the other kids, I was not their equal.
I couldn't speak English, and I was way behind in terms of reading and writing.
But this feeling of inequality would get even more complex.
Every school holiday spent back in the village with my grandmother made me consciously aware of the inequalities this incredible opportunity had created within my own family.
Suddenly, I had much more than the rest of my village.
And in their eyes, I was no longer their equal.
I felt guilty.
But I thought about the girl in the blue uniform, and I remember thinking, "That's who I want to be -- someone like her, someone who uplifts other people."
This childhood experience led me to the United Nations, and to my current role with UN Women, where we are addressing one of the greatest inequalities that affects more than half of the world's population -- women and girls.
Today, I want to share with you a simple idea that seeks to uplift all of us together.
Eight months ago, under the visionary leadership of Phumzile Mlambo-Ngcuka, head of UN Women, we launched a groundbreaking initiative called HeForShe, inviting men and boys from around the world to stand in solidarity with each other and with women, to create a shared vision for gender equality.
This is an invitation for those who believe in equality for women and men, and those who don't yet know that they believe.
The initiative is based on a simple idea: that what we share is much more powerful than what divides us.
We all feel the same things.
We all want the same things, even when those things sometimes remain unspoken.
HeForShe is about uplifting all of us, women and men together.
It's moving us towards an inflection point for gender equality.
Imagine a blank page with one horizontal line splitting it in half.
Now imagine that women are represented here, and men are represented here.
In our current population, HeForShe is about moving the 3.2 billion men, one man at a time, across that line, so that ultimately, men can stand alongside women and be on the right side of history, making gender equality a reality in the 21st century.
However, engaging men in the movement would prove quite controversial.
Why invite men? They are the problem.
In fact, men don't care, we were told.
But something incredible happened when we launched HeForShe.
In just three days, more than 100,000 men had signed up and committed to be agents of change for equality.
Within that first week, at least one man in every single country in the world stood up to be counted, and within that same week, HeForShe created more than 1.2 billion conversations on social media.
And that's when the emails started pouring in, sometimes as many as a thousand a day.
We heard from a man out of Zimbabwe, who, after hearing about HeForShe, created a "husband school."
He literally went around his village, hand-picking all of the men that were abusive to their partners, and committed to turn them into better husbands and fathers.
In Pune, India, a youth advocate organized an innovative bicycle rally, mobilizing 700 cyclists to share the HeForShe messages within their own community.
In another impact story, a man sent a very personal note of something that had happened in his own community.
He wrote, "Dear Madam, I have lived all of my life next door to a man who continuously beats up his wife.
Two weeks ago, I was listening to my radio, and your voice came on, and you spoke about something called the HeForShe, and the need for men to play their role.
Within a few hours, I heard the woman cry again next door, but for the first time, I didn't just sit there.
I felt compelled to do something, so I went over and I confronted the husband.
Madam, it has been two weeks, and the woman has not cried since.
Thank you for giving me a voice."
Personal impact stories such as these show that we are tapping into something within men, but getting to a world where women and men are equal is not just a matter of bringing men to the cause.
We want concrete, systematic, structural change that can equalize the political, economic and social realities for women and men.
We are asking men to make concrete actions, calling them to intervene at a personal level, to change their behavior.
We are calling upon governments, businesses, universities, to change their policies.
We want male leaders to become role models and change agents within their own institutions.
Already, a number of prominent men and leaders have stepped up and made some concrete HeForShe commitments.
In a few early success stories, a leading French hospitality company, Accor, has committed to eliminate the pay gap for all of its 180,000 employees by 2020.
The government of Sweden, under its current feminist government, has committed to close both the employment and the pay gap for all of its citizens within the current electoral term.
In Japan, the University of Nagoya is building, as part of their HeForShe commitments, what will become one of Japan's leading gender-research centers.
Now, eight months later, a movement is building.
We are seeing men sign up from every single walk of life, and from every single corner in the world, from the United Nations' own Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon to the Secretary-Generals of NATO and the EU Council, from the prime minister of Bhutan to the president of Sierra Leone.
In Europe alone, all the male EU Commissioners and the members of Parliament of the Swedish and Iceland governments have signed up to be HeForShe.
In fact, one in 20 men in Iceland has joined the movement.
The rallying call of our passionate goodwill ambassador, Emma Watson, has garnered more than five billion media impressions, mobilizing hundreds and thousands of students around the world to create more than a hundred HeForShe student associations.
Now this is the beginning of the vision that HeForShe has for the world that we want to see.
Einstein once said, "A human being is part of the whole ...
but he experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings, as something separate from the rest ...
This delusion is a kind of prison for us ...
Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion."
If women and men are part of a greater whole, as Einstein suggests, it is my hope that HeForShe can help free us to realize that it is not our gender that defines us, but ultimately, our shared humanity.
HeForShe is tapping into women's and men's dreams, the dreams that we have for ourselves, and the dreams that we have for our families, our children, friends, communities.
So that's what it is about.
HeForShe is about uplifting all of us together.
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No, of course, there are words that mean âidolâ or âsomething to be worshipedâ, but I used the word as itâs used in modern Japan, meaning âyoung popular celebrityâ, so I said âidolâ because thereâs no corresponding word for it...
âWell, in my country, itâs called that when a young singer, generally in his or her teens, become very popular because of his or her enthusiasm. It means idolatry or worship or something like that.â (Mitsuha)
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...Oh no, I splashed additional fuel on it.
âWeâre like a diva, arenât we?! And itâs not something like singing at a bar, but like singing at the National Concert Hall...â
âYou know, like our countryâs angel, the âsister of a millionâ, Lin-Mei-sama?â
âââââOhhhhhhh!!âââââ
...No good, I canât seem to stop it anymore...
If I object here, a riot will ensue......
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âYou got what you deserved, Oneesama...â (Sabine)
When I explained the situation, Sabine-chan and Colette-chan were amazed.
...No, I just wanted the children to have fun and give everyone a chance to get along, really...
â...And so, thatâs what âOperation
! Itâs âOperation Idolâ!â (Mitsuha) (ãã¢ã€ãã«å€§äœæŠã)
âSomeone whoâs so beautiful, or whoâs astonishingly good looking...â (Colette)
â!... I mean, did we have a DVD like that?â (Mitsuha) (ãã¢ã€ãã«å€§äœæŠã)
â...So, are you going to sell units? Or are you selling pins?â (Sabine)
âSabine-chan, how did you know all those words!â (Mitsuha)
âIf you sell it as a group, the individuality of each person will be buried and they will only be recognized as a group. That would be no different than being a âmember of a societyâ today, wouldnât it?â (Sabine)
No, as I was saying, how did you know that stuff...
âAh! That was when Colette-chan was in the hospital and we were immersed in the Japanese-style mansion! Thatâs when I watched TV without permission and watched Oniichanâs DVD and Blu-ray collection!â (Sabine)
...The naughty things were hidden properly, right? Onii-chan?...
âWouldnât it be difficult to practice if everyone were put into one group? They are all noble ladies, arenât they?â (Colette)
Oh, an astute point from Colette-chan.
No, Colette-chanâs not as good as Sabine-chan, but sheâs really smart...
I knew that when she studied English, Japanese, and New Continental languages concurrently and could speak all of them reasonably well...
She also showed glimpses of her talent in many other areas, such as her idea for the Reversi sales plan...
âCertainly... I hear itâs pretty tough for everyone, with all the aristocratic education and bride training and stuff...â (Mitsuha)
âBesides, there would be no place for my miserable Oneesama if everyone formed a group whoâs singing and dancing, and since youâre terrible you would be left out.â (Sabine)
Sabine-chan, thatâs a nasty blow!
Letâs get back on track...
âThen, we should only do the whole group when we act as a society, and as âOperation Idolâ, we should make it a unit of two to five or six members... Then, if someone comes up whoâs outstandingly popular and talented, we can put her on a pin if she so wishes...â (Colette)
âYeah, I guess so.â (Sabine)
âAgreed!â (Mitsuha)
Okay, letâs go with that...
âMitsuha, there is a petition from the orphanage.â (Michelle)
âEh?â (Mitsuha)
Micchan calls me âMitsuha-sanâ when weâre with other people, like at a society tea party, but when itâs just the two of us, sheâs calling me âMitsuhaâ instead. I wonder if thatâs much all sheâs yielding to me.
...Well, I guess itâs partly because she thinks Iâm younger than her.
The other members of the society call me âsamaâ, so even though Iâm âMitsuha-sanâ to her, I guess it shows my closeness to her as Mitsuha-san.
...Maybe Micchan was unconsciously calling me that, but...
âA petition? Then again, itâs probably an exaggeration...â (Mitsuha)
It seems that sometimes letters come from the orphanage to the nobles. Asking for donations or sponsoring an event to raise funds...
...But when it comes to a âpetitionâ, itâs stronger than just a ârequestâ. At least I think thatâs the image I have of them...
â...So, whatâs the content?â (Mitsuha)
âWhat the Juvenile Group did at the concert. Theyâd like your permission to let the kids from the orphanage do it and teach them how to practice that...â (Michelle)
What in the world does that mean? What are they thinking?...
...No, wait!
Orphanage.
Lots of young children are there.
They are all in the same place all the time, and they all have plenty of time. And all of them will work hard for their lives if it means living and eating a full meal.
And now, if they perform what is known in the world as the âDance of Angels,â with a level of perfection that is an order of magnitude higher. Clean themselves up and dress them in cute matching outfits.
I wonder if they will be asked to perform not only at big store events but also at parties of aristocratic families.
And of course, in the big stores and the nobilityâs honor, a donation must be made in sufficient amounts to thank them. The donation which is necessary for the orphans to have enough food to eat.
Perhaps they could be a separate group from the juvenile group.
The children of the Juvenile Group are daughters of noble families, and they are potential fiancées of the nobleâs sons or pawns that can strengthen their connections with other families.
And the children of the orphanage group are just living for the moment, appreciating wonderful things, gaining eye-pleasing memories, and enjoying momentary bliss.
...If they really like her, the possibility of adopting her as an adopted daughter may not be zero.
Well, even if they donât go that far, there may be nobles other than the organizers whoâd donate to the orphanage in lieu of a congratulatory gift. In the event of a crisis at the orphanage, they may be willing to help a little...
And it will reduce the burden on the juvenile group, which is inundated with requests to perform.
As one would expect, the screening of Blu-rays in an orphanage would be a no-no from the standpoint of preventing information leaks.
In that case, should I let the Juvenile Group visit the orphanage, show them an example, and practice together?
Interaction between noble children and orphans?
â......Approved!!!!â (Mitsuha)
Micchanâs eyes were wide open, probably because she didnât expect me to agree on the spot.
No, we will take this.
......Delicious. Too delicious!!!
As a place for emotional education for the Juvenile Group and for interaction with the commoners.
And, as a matter of beauty... | {
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And the best weapon for that is a bow...
And so I followed my instincts and unleashed an arrow at the eyeball that was on the other side of the glass window.
âGatling Burning Arrow!â
The exploding arrows broke through the glass and shot towards the eyeball.
After taking damage, the eyelids closed over it.
And then...the attacks began.
The glass windows all over the hospital shattered, and writhing, rotting tentacles invaded the building...!
âRise Rock Wall!â
Gray slammed his weapon, which was a pickaxe, onto the ground, creating walls of rock that would cover the shattered windows.
However, the walls were not enough to stop the momentum of the tentacles.
âMr. Kyuji. What should we do!?â
âIt seems like there is no way to stop the tentacles from getting in. And we canât destroy them either! We have no choice but to crush the eyeballs!â
There were fewer normal zombies now... Because the tentacles were blowing away the zombies with their attacks.
They werenât so much monsters as a stage gimmick...!
And so everyone began to run around in search of the eyeballs.
My guess was that they would be somewhere between the first floor and tenth floor of the central ward.
While there were fewer of them, fighting the zombies while running up and down was not easy.
You could not break the walls and floors of this hospital, so I couldnât use Iâm Arrow to go through it speedily.
I just had to run on foot...!
The number of tentacles kept increasing, which meant less space for us to move in.
However, the eyeball only appeared in places that we could go.
In other words, it was both harder and easier for us now.
I jumped over a tentacle that lashed out like a whip.
Well, the more tentacles there were, the more severe the attacks. I was starting to feel that things werenât getting easier after all.
But the worst thing of all, was that I lost contact with the others.
Once the battle line had retracted all of the way to the seventh floor, we had finished gathering most of the items, and everyone had an earpiece.
So I had gotten used to talking to them even when separated. And so I felt even more alone now.
âGar! Gar!â
Only Garbow was nearby.
As these rotting monsters had to be defeated in a special way, it was likely that Garbowâs AI would not be able to deal with them. And so I brought him with me.
Juru...gujuru...ju...
I heard sounds that were difficult to describe.
It signaled that the tentacles were going to attack...!
âWoah...!â
A thick tentacle shot out from the floor and into the ceiling. And while it scratched my back, I was somehow able to dodge it!
I had to continue to make my way down and find the remaining eyeballs...!
âAh! Damn it! Garbow!â
If it had scratched my back, that meant that it might have hit Garbow, who was right behind me!
Even if it didnât, the thick tentacle had separated us...
I didnât know if it would retract or not.
However, I knew that attacking it wouldnât do anything.
â...You can do it! Garbow!â
I looked ahead and continued on my way.
It was fine. Garbow would surely be able to fight on his own.
I learned about it later, but Garbow didnât react to enemies like the tentacles where there was no point in attacking them.
In other words, he knew where to attack.
So he would be fine...!
I rushed down the staircase all at once.
We had roughly assigned different floors to each person, but players who had crushed all the eyeballs on their floors were told to go to the other floors, just in case.
I had already checked all of the windows of floor six and seven.
And if everyone else had done the same...
However, the tentacle attacks did not end.
And the area that we could move in kept getting smaller.
However, the paths werenât blocked off completely yet.
In any case, I had to check the windows for the eyeballs. And if they werenât there, continue to go down. I repeated this until I returned to the first floor...!
âI didnât see anyone...could it be...â
No, this was no time to be thinking about such things.
I just had to crush the eyeballs, defeat the monster, and survive...!
âEyeball...eyeball...itâs not here!â
There were no eyeballs left in the areas we could move in!
There must be something... Somewhere I can still go...
Vvvuu...voooaarr...!
Tsk. Even now, the normal zombies were coming in from the entrances...
While the tentacles killed them instantly, they kept coming until the end...
â...Ah, the entrance is open.â
Yes. The entrance had been open from the beginning, and even now it was connected to the outside without being covered.
The sun was still up and light was shining down on the entrance.
It was so obvious. Why hadnât I noticed it before...!
âThe entrance is the exit!â
Ever since the battle started, strong zombies flooded in, and so it was a place of danger.
I didnât even think about going out from there. And even if I did, I would have just been surrounded and killed.
Besides, we started in the nurse station on the tenth floor, which was the farthest place from the entrance.
We found out that there were items on the tenth floor, and so thought of the strategy of retreating while fighting.
Of course, that was correct.
Though, it had taken away the option of escaping through the place that used to be the most dangerous in the end.
I had seen that the flow of zombies had weakened once the rotten monsters started to appear.
And we couldnât think flexibly enough to come to the conclusion that we should escape from the entrance...!
The requirement for victory was to survive for two hours. But we had thought of it as surviving for two hours âinsideâ the hospital.
I had forgotten while I was fighting!
âBut there is no need for regret...!â
As long as one of us survived until the end, everyone who participated would be able to use the stamp.
And so all I needed to do was escape from the entrance now and survive!
I shot the weak zombies down and dashed out of the entrance.
After running for some time, I was far enough to see the entire hospital.
And so...I turned around.
âI see...so thatâs where the last eyeball is!â
The last eyeball was outside...!
An extra large and evil-looking eye was stuck to the outer wall of the hospital!
I would shoot it down immediately with a ballista...
âNo, with this! The rocket launcher!â
The final and strongest trump card against zombies that Kyuka had given me.
Even though some people called me an old bowman, I would use this for the finale of this zombie survival!
It was just like the submachine gun that Canaria was using, and so anyone could fuse it with their weapon and use it.
I fused the rocket launcher with my Blackwind Dark Cloud Bow. It turned black and was now many times more dangerous.
And then I held it up like they did in games and movies...!
âGoodbye, rotten bastard!â
And I pulled the trigger.
With a strong recoil, the rocket shot out and flew towards the eyeball as if being sucked.
Explosions, flames, sounds, smoke...and the final scream of the monster...
As the particles of light appeared, signaling the death of the monster, the bell also rang to tell us that two hours had passed.
So...this battle of survival had ended with our victory! | {
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âDamn it! What the hell is going on!â
The Hanryojin man cursed in the forest while keeping his own troops behind him.
The man had been assigned by the âCrawling Octopus King of Chaosâ to accomplish two tasks. The first was to gain experience by slaughtering humans for the Octopus King. The other was to penetrate the defenses of the Demon Kings in this country and establish a base for themselves.
Without any rhyme or reason, the man had a feeling that both of these orders would be a piece of cake.
Nonetheless, as it turned out, the man could not fulfill any of the orders of the Octopus King. In comparison to the customary cutthroat relationships that exist between other countries, the bond between the Demon Kings and humans in this country was stronger than the man imagined, and the cooperation between the two sides was unbelievable.
The strength of this cooperation was evident in the fact that those who marauded the port city were literally exterminated, and those who landed from other places were also disposed of as soon as they were discovered by local residents or monsters dispatched by the Demon Kings.
âBut we canât give up... The Octopus Kingâs orders are absolute... Weâll find a hiding place somewhere...â
Even so, as a monster created by the Demon King, the man was left with no other choice but to carry out the Octopus Kingâs commands.
The man slowly made his way through the thicket and into the forest.
âRight. Thanks to the fact that the other members of the group served as decoys, we successfully made it this far into the interior. So as long as we donât get spotted by that monster who eliminated all the giant octopuses, things should be fine...â
Interpreting the situation in a positive light, the man pondered how he can execute the missions he had been allotted.
Of course, the monster that was referred to was Ichiko, the one that got rid of the giant octopus.
âAlright, you guys. There should be a river ahead. We can set up a base there...â
The man, seemingly having reached a conclusion, turned around to direct the monsters he was leading. However, no words are forthcoming.
âOh, you have finally realized. Iâm getting tired of waiting.â
There they were: his own dismembered subordinates, as well as the perpetrators of the murder who dismembered them. And the perpetratorâs group commander, a woman in camouflage uniform with gray hair and red eyes, stood there.
In âWhite Mist and Black Swamp Forestâ when Izumi was fighting strenuously in the port city and Ichiko was defeating giant octopuses in various places.
âHah, what did you summon me back to do, commanding the slaves?â
âDonât be so critical, under the circumstances, it is a certainty that someone will sneak inland from the Sea of Japan, and capturing that person in a clandestine manner will be easier with an experienced field commander.â
Before I had time to treat the wounded or command the front line, I was called back to Kurokiri and received tedious orders while clad in camouflage.
âAlthough I admit that I am experienced, do these women obey my instructions?â
While uttering these words, I observed the women who will be under my command this time... the members of âShadows of the Mistâ.
There were mainly three sorts of expressions on the faces of the girls who were part of the âShadows of the Mistâ.
An expression of jealousy towards me, the unwilling recipient of Kurokiriâs affections.
An expression of ecstasy caused by the joy of working for the sake of Kurokiri, even at the expense of their own lives.
An expression of apathy due to the fact that their hearts had been totally shattered by Kurokiri.
As for the ecstatic and the apathetic, it was likely that they will still abide by my orders, but it was possible that the envy group will try to pull me down by my legs and defy my orders.
Incidentally, the majority of them were ecstatic > expressionless > jealous, but even before this, I had to admit that Kurokiriâs infatuation with such a wide number of individuals didnât shock me.
âThatâs not a problem. If I use the Demon Kingâs authority, the chain of command can be handed over, and anyone who doesnât have a clue about what they need to do to please me will be disposed of.â
It seems it would be fine if the Demon Kingâs authority is exercised. But still, by disposing of them, you mean killing them, right? Do you mean to send them on a suicide attack to the Fox Princessâ dungeon?
âYeah, something like that.â
â!?â
You read my mind!?
âWell, anyway, Iâm counting on you. Preferably, donât let any of the other Demon Kingâs subordinates find outãŒâ
âI understand...â
And so we flew to the place where the sighting report came from, with the use of the Long-distance Transportation Formation.
After a flight to the site, we first sought and detected the enemy forces discreetly based on the intelligence supplied to us beforehand, and then encircled the perimeter.
That reminded me that I hadnât heard from Kurokiri as to the reason behind taking the trouble and risk to capture the hostiles. So far as I could tell, the objective was to extract various information about the Octopus Kingâs dungeon, but there was no possibility that the monsters would betray the Demon King, so what in the world was he planning to achieve?
âWell, that doesnât really matter right now, I suppose.â
â?â âRyo-sama?â
To my murmurings, the closest sister answered with a tilt of her head.
The Hanryojin who seemed to be the leader of the group paused and began to ponder.
An opponent with a particular degree of intellectual capacity would be preferable for Kurokiriâs aims, and in that perspective, that Hanryojin, who was equivalent to Mystic in this dungeon, would be an appropriate target for capture. If such was the case, the current circumstance, in which their leader was pensive, was ideal.
Now then...
ââHereâs my message to all of you. Dispose of everyone except that Hanryojin without making a sound.â
[[Understood.]]
Under my âªCommandâ«, the âShadows of the Mistâ began to operate, and those in the rear of the line were penetrated with a single stroke to the vital spot and lay to rest without a sound.
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Goal!
Okay, religious mania: there's rapture, there's weeping, there's visions. Manias can be good.
Manias can be alarming.
Or manias can be deadly.
The world has a new mania.
A mania for learning English.
Listen as Chinese students practice their English, by screaming it: Teacher: ... change my life!
Students: I want to change my life!
T: I don't want to let my parents down!
S: I don't want to let my parents down!
T: I don't ever want to let my country down!
S: I don't ever want to let my country down!
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S: I don't want to let myself down!
How many people are trying to learn English worldwide?
Two billion of them.
Students: A t-shirt. A dress.
Jay Walker: In Latin America, in India, in Southeast Asia, and most of all, in China.
If you're a Chinese student, you start learning English in the third grade, by law.
That's why this year, China will become the world's largest English-speaking country.
Why English? In a single word: opportunity.
Opportunity for a better life, a job, to be able to pay for school, or put better food on the table.
Imagine a student taking a giant test for three full days.
Her score on this one test literally determines her future.
She studies 12 hours a day for three years to prepare.
Twenty-five percent of her grade is based on English.
It's called the gaokao, and 80 million high school Chinese students have already taken this grueling test.
The intensity to learn English is almost unimaginable, unless you witness it.
Teacher: Perfect! Students: Perfect!
T: Perfect! S: Perfect!
T: I want to speak perfect English!
S: I want to speak perfect English!
T: I want to speak ... S: I want to speak ...
T: ... perfect English! S: ... perfect English!
T : I want to change my life!
S : I want to change my life!
JW: So is English mania good or bad?
Is English a tsunami, washing away other languages?
Not likely.
English is the world's second language.
Your native language is your life.
But with English you can become part of a wider conversation -- a global conversation about global problems, like climate change or poverty, or hunger or disease.
The world has other universal languages.
Mathematics is the language of science.
Music is the language of emotions.
And now English is becoming the language of problem-solving.
Not because America is pushing it, but because the world is pulling it.
So English mania is a turning point.
Like the harnessing of electricity in our cities, or the fall of the Berlin Wall, English represents hope for a better future -- a future where the world has a common language to solve its common problems.
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So I think it's safe to say I know a little bit about the process of pitching.
So, the very first question you've got to figure out is: What is the single most important thing that a VC is looking for when you come to them pitching your new business idea?
There are obviously all kinds of things -- business models and financials and markets and this and that.
Overall, of all the things that you have to do, what is the single most important thing the VC is going to be investing in?
Somebody? What?
Audience: People!
David Rose: People! You! That's it -- you are the person.
Therefore, the entire purpose of a VC pitch is to convince them that you are the entrepreneur in whom they are going to invest their money and make a lot of money in return.
Now, how do you do this?
You can't just walk up and say, "Hi, I'm a really good guy, good girl, and you should invest in me." Right?
So in the course of your VC pitch -- you have a very few minutes; most VC pitches, angel pitches, are about 15 minutes, most should be less than half an hour -- people's attention span, after 18 minutes, begins to drop off.
Tests have shown.
So in that 18 or 10 or five minutes, you have to convey a whole bunch of different characteristics, about 10 different characteristics, while you're standing up there.
What's the single most important thing you've got to convey? What?
Audience: Integrity.
DR: Boy, oh boy, oh boy!
And I didn't even prompt him.
Right, integrity. The key thing.
I would much rather invest in, take a chance on, somebody who I know is straight than where there's any possible question of who are they looking out for, and what's going on.
So the most important thing is integrity.
What's the second most important thing?
Let's see if you can get this one.
Audience: Self-confidence.
DR: Close enough. Passion.
Right? Entrepreneurs, by definition, are people who are leaving something else, starting a new world, creating and putting their lifeblood into this thing.
You've got to convey passion.
If you're not passionate, why should anyone else be, or put money into your company if you're not passionate about it?
Integrity, passion: the most important things.
Then there's a whole panoply of other things you've got to wrap up in this package you're presenting to a VC.
Experience: you've got to be able to say, "Hey, you know, I've done this before."
"Done this before" is starting an enterprise, creating value, and taking something from beginning to end.
That's why VCs love to fund serial entrepreneurs -- even if you didn't do it right the first time, you've learned the lessons, which puts you in good stead the next time.
Along with the experience of starting an enterprise or running something -- doesn't have to be a business, it can be an organization in a school, a not-for-profit.
But experience in creating an organization.
Next: knowledge.
you're going to be the developer of the map of the human genome, you better know what a human genome is; I want you to have expertise.
I don't want somebody who says, "I've got a great idea in a business I know nothing about.
I don't know who the players are, what the market is like."
You've got to know your market, your area.
And you have to have the skills that it takes to get a company going.
Those skills include everything from technical skills if it's a technology business, to marketing and sales and management and so on.
But, you know, not everybody has all these skills.
Very few people have the full set of skills it takes to run a company.
What else do you require? Well, leadership.
You've got to be able to convince us that you either have developed a team that has all those factors in it, or else you can.
And you have the charisma and the management style and the ability to get people to follow your lead, to inspire them, to motivate them to be part of your team.
Having done all that, what else do I want to know as a VC?
I want to know that you have commitment.
That you are going to be here to the end.
I want you to say -- or I want you to convey -- that you are going to die if you have to, with your very last breath, your fingernails scratching as they draw you out.
You'll keep my money alive and make more from it.
I don't want someone who'll cut and run at the first opportunity.
Bad things happen.
There's never been a venture-funded company where bad things didn't happen.
So know that you're committed to the very end.
You've got to have vision to see where this is going.
I don't want another "me too" product.
I want somebody who can change the world out there.
But on top of that, I need realism, Because while changing the world is great, it doesn't always happen.
And before you get to change the world, bad things are going to take place; you have to deal with that.
And you have to have rational projections.
Finally, you're asking for my money -- not just because it's my money, but because it's me.
You need to be coachable.
I need to know you have the ability to listen.
We've had a lot of experience.
People who are VCs or angels investing in you have had experience, and they'd like to know that you want to hear that experience.
So how do you convey these 10 things in 10 minutes without saying them?
You can't say, "I've got integrity, invest in me!"
You've got to do a whole pitch that conveys this without conveying it.
Think about your pitch as a timeline.
It starts off, you walk in the door.
They know nothing whatsoever about you.
You can take them on an emotional -- all pitches, all sales presentations, are emotional at some level.
You can go up, you can go down, right?
And it goes from beginning to end.
You walk in, the first thing you've got to do, the overall arc of your presentation, it's got to start like a rocket.
You've got maybe 10 seconds -- between 10 and 30 seconds, depending on how long the pitch is -- to get their attention.
In my case, I've invested.
I've gotten millions of dollars from PowerPoint pitches.
"I've invested millions." That should get you right there.
This can be a fact or something counterintuitive.
It can be a story or an experience.
But you've got to grab their emotional attention, focused on you, within that first few seconds.
And then from there, you've got to take them on a very solid, steady, upward path, right from beginning to end.
Everything has to reinforce this.
And you've got to get better and better and better, revving up to the very end, then you've got to -- boom! -- knock them out of the park.
You want to get them to such an emotional high they're ready to write you a check, throw money at you, before you leave.
How do you do that?
First of all, logical progression.
Any time you go backwards, any time you skip a step -- imagine walking up a staircase where some of the treads are missing, or the heights are different.
You stop, you need to figure out a nice, logical progression.
Start with what the market is: Why are you going to do X, Y or Z?
And then you've got to tell me how you're going to do it, and what you're going to do.
And it's got to flow from beginning to end.
You've got to let me know there are touchstones, to tie in to the rest of the world out there.
For example, reference companies I've heard of, or basic items in your business.
I want to know about things that I can relate to: validators, or anything that tells me somebody else has approved this, or there's outside validation.
It can be sales; it can be you got an award for something; it can be people have done it before; it can be your beta tests are going great, whatever.
I want to know validation -- not just what you're telling me, but that somebody or something else out there says this makes sense.
And then, I'm looking for the upside; I need a believable upside.
That's two parts; it's got to be upside and believable.
The upside means if you tell me that five years out, you're making a million dollars a year, that's not really upside.
Telling me you'll be making a billion dollars a year -- that's not believable.
So it's got to be both.
On the other hand are things that take the emotional level down.
You have to recover from those.
For example, anything that I know is not true.
"We have no competition. Nobody makes a widget like this."
Odds are I know somebody who's made a widget, and the minute you tell me that, I discount half of what you're saying from then on.
Anything I don't understand, where I have to make the leap myself, in my own head, will stop the flow of the presentation.
So you've got to take me through like a sixth-grader -- dub, dub, dub -- but without patronizing me.
And it's a very tricky path.
But if you can do it, it works really well.
Anything that's inconsistent within your concept -- if you tell me sales of X, Y or Z are 10 million dollars, five slides later, they're five million dollars ...
One may have been gross sales, one may have been net sales, but I want to know that all the numbers make sense together.
And then, finally: anything that's an error or a typo, or a stupid mistake or a line that's in the wrong place -- that shows me that if you can't do a presentation, how can you run a company?
So this all feeds in together.
The best way to do this is to look at our betters, people who have done this before.
Let's look at the most successful technology executive in the business, and see how a presentation goes.
Bill Gates's PowerPoint presentation over here.
Here's Gates doing a thing for Windows.
Is this how to do a PowerPoint presentation? What do you think?
No. Who do you think we should look at as our role model?
Oh, isn't that funny! There's another great one over here.
OK, Steve Jobs.
You want absolute -- this is the Zen of presentation, right?
Here he is, one little guy, black jeans and stuff, on a totally empty stage.
What are you focusing on?
You're focusing on him! This is Steve Jobs.
So are these wonderful long bullet points, whole list of things good?
No, they're not. The long bullet points are bad.
What's good? Short. Short bullet points.
But you know what? Even better than short bullet points are no bullet points.
Just give me the headline.
And you know what?
How many bullet points does Steve Jobs use?
Basically, none.
What do you do?
Best of all, images. Just a simple image.
I look at the image; a picture's worth a thousand words.
You look at the image and you've got the whole thing.
Then you come back to me; you're focused on me, why I'm such a great guy, why you want to invest, why this all makes sense.
That said, we only have a very short time, so let's run through the things to include in your presentation.
First of all, none of these big, long-titled slides with blah, blah, I'm presenting to so-and-so on X date.
I know the day, I know who I am -- I don't need all that.
Just give me your company logo.
I look at the logo, and it ties it to my brain.
Then I come back to you. I'm focused on you, OK?
You give me your quick, 15-second or 30-second intro, grab my attention.
Then you give me a quick business overview.
This is not a five-minute pitch. This is, you know, two sentences.
"We build widgets for the X, Y, Z market."
Or, "We sell services to help do X." You know, whatever.
And that is like the picture on the outside of a jigsaw puzzle box.
That lets me know the context.
It gives me the armature for the whole thing you'll be going through; it lets me put everything in relation to what you've told me.
Then you've got to walk me through, show me who your management team is.
I want to know the size of the market. Why is this market worth getting at?
I want to know your product, that's very important.
Now, this is not a product pitch or sales pitch.
I don't want to know all the ins and outs, just what the heck is it?
If it's a website, show me a screenshot of your website.
Don't do a live demo. Never do a live demo.
Do a canned demo, or something that lets me know why people are going to buy whatever it is.
Now that I know what you're selling, tell me how you make money on it.
For every X you sell, you get Y, or services of Z.
I want to know what the business model is on a per-unit basis, or for the actual product you're selling.
I want to know who you're selling to in terms of customers and if you have any special relationships that will help you, whether it's a distribution relationship or a producing partner.
Again, validation.
This helps to say you're bigger than just one little thing over here.
But everybody has competition.
There's never been a company with no competition, even if the competition is the old way of doing something.
I want to know exactly what your competition is, and that will help me judge how you fit into the whole operation.
I want to know how you're special.
I know what your competition does -- how are you going to prevent them from eating your lunch?
All this ties into the financial overview.
And you can't do a VC pitch without giving me your financials.
I want to know a year or two back, or as long as you've been in existence.
And I want to know four or five years forward.
Five is a bit much. Probably four.
And I want to know how that business model, on a product basis, will translate into a company model: How many widgets will you sell?
You make X amount per widget. I want to know what the driver is.
We'll have 1,000 customers this year and 10,000 the next, our revenues will do this and that.
That gives me the whole picture for the next several years into which I'm investing.
And I want to know how the money from me will help you get there.
You're going to open an offshore plant in China, you're going to spend it all on sales and marketing, you're going to go to Tahiti, whatever.
But then comes the ask, where you tell me how much you want.
You're looking for 5 million -- at what valuation?
Two million? 100,000?
What's the money in so far? Who invested?
I hope you invested -- if you can't invest in your own thing, why should I?
So I like to know if you have friends and family, or angel investors, or more VCs before.
What's the capital structure up until this point?
Finally, having done all that, you've now told me the whole thing, so now you bring it back to that conclusion.
This is that rocket going up.
Hopefully everything has been positive.
And everything you say clicks, it all makes sense.
And I'm thinking, "This is really great!"
Then you take me back to just your logo on the screen.
And I look at the logo -- OK, good.
Now I come back to you. Nothing else to look at, right?
Now you've got to wrap it up to give me the final -- boom! -- the final pitch that's going to send me into space.
Now, in the process of doing this, how do you remember the sequences and do it?
You've noticed I'm not looking at the screen, right?
The screen is in front of me, so I couldn't even see if I wanted to.
So how do I know what's going on?
Well, I have a laptop in front of me.
You're looking at me and at this.
What am I looking at?
You think that I'm looking at that?
No, I'm looking, actually, at a special version of PowerPoint over here, which shows me the slides ahead and behind, my notes, so I can see what's going on.
PowerPoint has this built into every copy of it that's shipped.
If you use Apple's Keynote, it's got an even better version.
There's another program called Ovation you can get from Adobe that they bought last summer, which helps you run the timers and lets you figure out what's going on.
So, here's my wrap-up to take you to the moon, right?
I usually do a Top 10, but we don't have time, so: David's Top Five Presentation Tips.
Number five: always use presenter mode, or Ovation, or presenter tools.
It lets you know exactly where you're going, helps you pace yourself, gives you a timer, the whole bit.
Number four: always use remote control.
Have you seen me touch the computer? No. Why not?
Because I'm using remote control. Always use remote control.
Number three: the handouts you give are not your presentation.
If you follow my suggestions, you'll have a very spare, Zen-like presentation, which is great to convey who you are and get people emotionally involved, but not good as a handout.
You want a handout that gives more information; it has to stand without you.
Number two: don't read your speech. Can you imagine?
"You should invest in my company ... " It doesn't work.
And the number one presentation tip: never, ever look at the screen.
You're making a connection with your audience, and you always want a one-on-one connection.
The screen should come up behind you and supplement what you're doing, instead of replace you.
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(Hm? Did they increase somehow... ah, it must be because of what Mariana washed the other day.)
She was starting to run out of underwear sets she liked, so she mentally thanked Mariana as she took out a pair of panties and returned the basket to her Item Box.
Wearing only that, Mira began untying her hair when she recalled the Concept Magic White had taught her.
(...Yeah, letâs try drying it.)
White had taught her many more things that time, including how to do her hair, all of which began to resurface in her mind, but she pushed everything to a corner of her memory while focusing only on the Concept Magic.
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As she combed her hair while applying the skill with her hand, individual strands of beautiful glossy hair came loose. She then tried it on the pure rabbit as well, who quickly looked like a soft cloud in the blue sky.
It was a skill solely focused on making life easier, a skill that felt very human. As Mira used it, she felt like she was watching an epic movie unfold in the magic academy. The realization of a fantasy, and the discoveries brought forth by research into skills that were not devoted to war. Thinking of all that, Mira was impressed all over again.
Mira wore the robe left for her there, and together with the pure rabbit left the changing room.
The living room was filled with the particular scent of spices, dinner was already cooked, and it just needed to be served. Mariana was just placing everything on the table when Mira came out.
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Thanking Mariana, Mira walked closer to her, examining her hair. Marianaâs hair was of a glistening blue, just like a sapphire, and with every movement it would flutter around. After checking what she wanted, Mira walked away looking a bit disappointed and sat on a couch. The pure rabbit followed her and jumped on her lap, curling up.
Mariana tilted her head while asking that, Miraâs actions looked somewhat odd. Her hands kept moving though, pouring black tea onto a cup with a completely natural motion, showing just how used she was to that action.
ãOh itâs nothing, I just learned this skill to dry hair. So I thought that maybe I could do that for you if yours was still wet. But it looks like you already dried it yourself.ã
Mira replied and brought the cup to her lips, while Mariana took her apron off and quickly ran to the changing room like it was the obvious thing to do.
ãHuh, what happened?ã
Mira called for her from behind, Mariana replied while turning around.
ãIâll wash my hair again.ã
Saying that, she opened the changing roomâs door. ãWait wait waitã Mira tried to hurriedly stop her, picking up the apron and handing it to her.
ãIâm sorry. I guess dinner takes priority.ã
ãThatâs not what I mean at all.ã
Mariana took the apron, fastened it on her and resumed getting things ready for dinner. Mira could only force a smile watching her.
ãBut you never touch me except for things like that. I want to feel you more, I want you to touch me more.ã
Mariana spoke with a low and lonely voice, looking away as she exposed her true feelings.
She wanted Mira to have more direct contact with her. Her heart still recalled the warmth of her hand when she wiped away the tears Mariana shed. But after that, she never felt that touch again, and then Mira offered to touch her hair without any suggestions from Mariana. She was fully aware that talking in such a way to her master was very disrespectful, but her desire was too large to keep quiet. After all, thirty years was such a long time that mental restraints could easily fade away.
Hearing that, Mira also realized something. She had felt Marianaâs touch in the bath or in bed many times already, but all of those times it was only Mariana doing it. Still, thinking about touching a girl like that made Mira awfully conscious about certain things, and even she was surprised she had wanted to dry Marianaâs hair. Even more considering how aware she was of her existence.
Mira followed Mariana with her gaze. Watching a girl so devoted to her brought forth an impulse to hug her lovingly, while also increasing the desire to protect Mariana with all her might.
ãLady Mira?ã
Noticing Miraâs gaze, Mariana looked straight back into her eyes.
ãAh, no, itâs just...ã
Mira felt lost for a bit, her gaze wandering around before she reaffirmed her thoughts and focused on Mariana again. All the emotions welling inside Mira were condensed into a single feeling. It was not the most resolute of thoughts, but Mira was aware it existed inside her, and filled her chest with warmth.
ãI know... I might have been a bit distant.ã
Saying that, Mira slowly reached for Marianaâs cheek, feeling her warmth spread through her palm. Mariana also slowly closed her eyes, cherishing that touch.
ãThis is the second time.ã
A bright smile sprouted on Marianaâs lips as she muttered.
Miraâs hand was touching the cheek of the girl in front of her. When she moved her fingers slightly, Mariana reacted like it tickled her and both looked each other in the eyes.
(...Why do I feel like Iâm crossing too many barriers?!)
As Mira looked at Mariana, she realized she had leaped through many steps leading to a moment like that. Usually, the first step would be holding her hand or patting her head, and she realized that was where she should have started. But the first time Mira had touched her was to wipe her tears, so she instinctively touched her the same way again.
Still, gently caressing a girlâs cheek like that was a pretty bold act.
ãAnyway, letâs eat before it gets cold!ã
Trying to mask her internal struggle, Mira quickly put her hand away and sat on the couch again.
ãYes, of course.ã
Mariana bashfully brought her own hand to cover the spot where Miraâs palm was, dearly keeping the lingering heat for as long as possible, then resumed getting things ready in higher spirits than before.
The food Mariana prepared and brought to the table looked extremely exquisite, making Mira feel like she had just walked into an expensive restaurant.
ãThis looks amazing.ã
ãI just had really good ingredients.ã
They spoke while Mariana cut a beautifully seared steak. As she had explained, everything used to make that dinner was of high quality as well.
Even with her limited cooking knowledge, Mira could tell from the steakâs cross-section that it was good, her mouth watering just from looking at it.
Other than the steak, there was also a colorful salad, an amber-colored soup, small pieces of bread and large cuts of steak. There were also some vegetable sticks for the pure rabbit.
ãPlease enjoy.ã
When everything was laid out, Mariana bowed indicating Mira could eat, who promptly stabbed a piece of meat with her fork and carried it to her mouth.
(So tasty! I never understood what people meant when they said the food melted on their tongues, but I guess this is it!)
ãMm, itâs delicious.ã
Mira stopped herself from blurting out her true feelings of delight, pretending to stay composed. But all she could control were her words, since a really wide smile adorned her cute face showing just how much she enjoyed it.
Hearing and seeing Mira like that, made Mariana smile as well as she nodded slightly before grabbing a napkin and cleaning Miraâs lips. Mira said that was something she could do herself, but Mariana shook her head and insisted on doing it for her.
ãAnd so, arenât you eating as well? Letâs eat together.ã
ãIâve already eaten.ã
Miraâs suggestion was shut down instantly, but Mariana was still in a very good mood throughout the meal, constantly spoiling Mira with any little thing she could. Marianaâs care, or maybe her very nature, made her care about every single thing, which included the pure rabbit who remained in Miraâs arms enjoying a good time with them.
After Mira filled her stomach, the sound of silverware being washed filled the living room, while Mira lay down on the couch staring at her map.
(I never thought traveling could take this long without a floating island. I canât go too far or itâll be too late in the night before I arrive at a good city. Or maybe Iâll even have to camp out in the open.)
Mira compared the distance to the Forest of Praying Children and how long it took her to get there to calculate how long it would take to travel to the Forest of Four Seasons where the Fifty Bellsâ headquarters was located. Taking into account rest and sleep breaks, it would take around three days to finish the trip. Thinking about that made Mira lay limp and lifeless on the couch.
(I feel like my body wonât last if I have to ride for three days straight.)
That was something Mira had also noticed on her return trip from the Forest of Praying Children. While flying on Pegasus was fast, traveling for even half a day like that placed a heavy toll on her body. She had no confidence at all that just a few days later she would be able to travel like that for three days without rest.
(Well, I guess Iâll have to postpone that visit. Iâll go once my wagon is made.)
If the wagon was made the way Mira wanted, she was completely sure she could stay inside it for an entire day without problems. Thinking of her plans after she got her wagon, Mira started daydreaming about her travels through the sky, staring at the ceiling as she hugged the pure rabbit on top of her.
ãYou think that would be great as well, donât you?ã
She spoke to the blue rabbit happily squeaking in her arms. At the same time, Mariana had just finished washing the dishes and her face peeked from beside the pure rabbit. That caught Mira off-guard, whose relaxed expression quickly stiffened up.
ãBy the way, Lady Mira.ã
Mira sprung up hearing Marianaâs voice, sitting upright with the pure rabbit on her lap as she gently petted its back. She desperately tried to figure out how to pretend she was not acting like a little child spoiling their pet, but there was no way of erasing the past. Either way, Mariana did not seem to care.
ãWhatâs the rabbitâs name?ã
She asked something completely unrelated to Mira herself. But that also made Mira think, she had never given the rabbit a name.
ãOh right, I havenât thought about that yet... hey, do you have a name?ã
ãOhh, did you see that? It just told us it doesnât have one!ã
Excited by that smart reaction, Mira held the pure rabbit up and showed it to Mariana. When Mira tried asking the same thing, the rabbit once again replied by shaking its head.
ãYes, itâs really smart.ã
She placed the pure rabbit on her lap again, clearly amused by the current situation. Mariana watched her act like that with a gentle gaze and a kind smile. Mira had entirely forgotten to maintain her persona.
She stared at the blue rabbit on her lap, who also looked back at her and squeaked happily. A moment later it turned its head and began licking Miraâs fingers that were wrapped around it.
(Ahhh, why do you have to be so cute!)
Mira had returned to her usual self for a second when she had to struggle again to maintain a serious face, when she shouted out the name that popped up in her head.
ãHow about Pyonsaemon!ã
Hearing that, Mariana looked at her with the most emotionless eyes she ever had for Mira, and even the pure rabbit looked away realizing that was the name she thought for it.
ãForget about that, I was just a bit distracted.ã
Maybe because she had spent some time with Blue, an onmyoji master, Kaguraâs personality had leaked into Miraâs thoughts. Mira grimaced at herself for getting influenced by Kaguraâs naming sense, even though she was nowhere near her, and thought about a different name.
ãWhat name would be good though. Pyonnoshin...no, Iâm just kiddingg... hmm... pyon... rabbit... blue...ã
Miraâs gaze focused more on the blue rabbit while constantly groaning at herself. Meanwhile, the pure rabbit looked at her with eyes full of expectation. Then at one point, Mariana interrupted again with another question.
ãAlso, is it a boy or a girl?ã
Since Miraâs first suggestion ãPyonsaemonã sounded masculine, she assumed the rabbit was a male, but it looked more round and with shorter ears than the usual description of pure rabbits she had heard.
ã...I wonder which?ã
Even the thought of finding that out had never crossed Miraâs mind, her head slowly tilting to one side as she stared at the pure rabbit. Marianaâs head also started tipping along with Mira.
ãWell, I guess itâs faster if we check it out.ã
Saying that, Mira turned the pure rabbit upside down on her lap before grabbing its legs and spreading them apart. But everything was covered in fluffy tufts of fur, so it was impossible to tell. That was when Mariana leaned forward and began checking from closer.
ãCan you try being a little more gentle?ã
Mariana said that while calming down the pure rabbit that had been suddenly turned around, gently checking if it was a male or female.
ãItâs a girl.ã
When they freed the pure rabbit, she stood up on her hind legs and placed the front ones on Miraâs stomach to support herself, looking up at Mira.
ãIs that so... then, maybe Pyonko- No Iâm kidding okay?ã
The pure rabbit had turned around in dejection again. Mariana also stared coldly at her, so Mira quickly forgot about that and began thinking of a better name.
ãWhat would be a good name though. Pyo-... hmm. Blue Rabbit, Footsteps of Luck, Blue Thunder, Blue Trail, Noriko, Aomarimo, Alive or Alive...ã
As Mira thought of a new name, she enumerated the other names given to the pure rabbit by players years before. The pure rabbit remained looking at Mira with her rotund and cute eyes, her ears shaking a bit every so often when she squeaked. Seeing that cute creature in front of her robbed Mira of her ability to focus, making her pet the head, ears, back and legs of the pure rabbit.
That low whispering voice made Mira snap back to reality.
ãI swear Iâm actually thinking of a name. I just need to research things like this a bit to figure out her true name.ã
She quickly made up an excuse and looked up. When she saw Marianaâs face, Mira realized she looked like she was trying really hard to hold something back. Mira had thought maybe Mariana was looking at her with cold eyes again, but seeing that was not the case she sighed in relief before checking what Mariana was looking at.
ã...You can touch her too if you want, no need to hold back.ã
ãBy the way, have you decided on a name already?ã
Since Mariana had leaned down to the same height as the pure rabbit, her eyes were turned up when she looked at Mira and asked. That alluring position made Miraâs brain freeze for a few seconds, until she deviated her gaze and replied ãnot yet...ã with a wavering voice.
ãCalling her without a name will be a bit tricky for a while, but you donât have to think of one right away. A name received from an important person is a very prized treasure after all. Iâm sure sheâll be happy with any name you give her, as long as you think of it with all your heart.ã
Marianaâs fingers traveled through the blue fur like a comb as she spoke. Her face looked very gentle, like a mother taking care of her child. The pure rabbit seemed to enjoy that a lot as she closed her eyes, squeaking for slightly longer as if agreeing with Marianaâs words.
ãHmm... thatâs still a heavy responsibility.ã
A name is like a treasure. Mira had never thought of it that way, and Mariana seemed to have one hidden emotion throbbing in her heart when she said that as well. Mira pulled her thoughts together and looked at the pure rabbit again.
Mariana muttered as she picked all the fur that stuck to her hands and piled it up on her palm. It was of a very vivid blue color, and even one single strand stood out on Marianaâs hand.
ãHmm, I guess it got stuck on you while you were petting her. You can keep it, they say it brings good luck.ã
ãCan I really keep it?ã
ãOf course.ã
ãThank you very much, Iâll make sure to treasure it.ã
In a way, Mira would end up having more fur than she knew what to do with, so she had no problems giving it away. She watched how Mariana happily stored the blue fur inside a handkerchief while her mind still thought about a name for the pure rabbit. When Mariana looked at Mira again, she noticed something else.
ãAh, thereâs a lot of it all over your clothes too.ã
Mariana said while pointing at Miraâs robe, it was covered by many blue strands. They had probably gotten stuck there from how long Mira held the pure rabbit on her lap.
ãI wonder if cleaning will get harder in the future...ã
Whether Mira was home or not, Mariana would be the one in charge of cleaning everything. That was part of an aideâs work. Mira was slightly hesitant to look at Mariana thinking about that, but she gently picked up all the blue strands.
ãI guess this place will be blessed with a lot of good luck in the future then.ã
She smiled saying that. Mira was captured by her attitude for a bit, before snapping back to reality and nodding quickly saying ãThatâs true!ã. Mira gently patted the blue rabbitâs head, when a certain name floated in her head. The pure rabbit was a blue rabbit that brought good luck.
ãI got it! Your name will be Fortuna! And your nickname will be Luna!ã
The name of a goddess of good luck popped up in a corner of Miraâs mind. After announcing the name, she turned to look at Mariana.
ãFortuna. Thatâs the name of a goddess known amongst fairies. It fits perfectly for her.ã
Hearing her decision praised, Mira exclaimed ãI know!ã as she happily picked up the pure rabbit and held her high. The rabbit also understood what Mira said, showing a completely different reaction to the rejection she showed hearing Pyonsaemon, instead squeaking happily receiving that valuable treasure from Mira.
(Somehow that was really tiring.)
Finally relieved from that stressful task, Mira yawned and let her body lie limp on the comfortable couch as her eyes closed, but soon after she felt a hand shaking her shoulder.
ãLady Mira. If you want to sleep, go to bed. You could catch a cold if you sleep here.ã
ãMm... ah, right. Youâre right.ã
Mira had already started falling into her dream world, so she put Luna to the side on the couch and stood up with unsteady movements. Then Mariana carefully guided her through the preparations for bed. Luna followed them the entire time. Once she was ready for bed, Mira hugged Luna to sleep with her and went to the bedroom.
ã...You want to do that tonight as well?ã
ãIf you hate it then Iâll sleep elsewhere...ã
Marianaâs voice turned lower really quickly.
ãMm... itâs okay, I donât mind.ã
ãThank you.ã
There was only one bed, with a cushion and two pillows on it, one of which was the same Mariana had used the other night. Behind Mira, Mariana had also started getting ready for bed herself. Mira did not hate sleeping with her, she actually enjoyed it. She was simply not used to sleeping together with someone else.
ãI have to go to the castle tomorrow in the morning, so letâs sleep soon.ã
Saying that, Mira placed Luna on the cushion, switched the places of the two pillows and lay down on them. Mariana did not think much of that, laying down as well. Seen from above, Mira was on the right side of the bed, and Mariana on the left.
ãAh... Lady Mira...ã
ãMm, you know, we didnât renew it again. So...ã
Miraâs cheeks flushed red and her gaze wavered around, though the lights were turned off and the moonlight filtering through the window was not powerful enough to show it. Below the blanket, Mira had stretched her right hand out and held Marianaâs left hand. Marianaâs Divine Protection could only be renewed by Mira holding Marianaâs left hand with her right, so Mira had changed the location of their pillows so they could do it while lying looking up.
It was hard to see from the lack of light, but the warmth of Miraâs hand was all Mariana needed to know what was happening. Mariana was not ignorant to relationships between men and women, she even was aware of certain behaviors Mira showed from time to time. But it was hard to say she fully understood them, but she firmly believed that her body and mind belonged to Mira. And that was a feeling that superseded gender.
She was happy Mira treated her like a lady, but she also wanted to be pursued.
A soft light shone between the blankets. Feeling the warmth of Miraâs hand, Mariana closed her eyes, praying that that warmth would never go far away again. | {
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That's an in-joke, by the way.
But these four questions, actually, are ones that people who even know quite a lot about science find quite hard.
And they're questions that I've asked of science television producers, of audiences of science educators -- so that's science teachers -- and also of seven-year-olds, and I find that the seven-year-olds do marginally better than the other audiences, which is somewhat surprising.
So the first question, and you might want to write this down, either on a bit of paper, physically, or a virtual piece of paper in your head. And, for viewers at home, you can try this as well.
A little seed weighs next to nothing and a tree weighs a lot, right?
I think we agree on that. Where does the tree get the stuff that makes up this chair, right? Where does all this stuff come from?
And your next question is, can you light a little torch-bulb with a battery, a bulb and one piece of wire?
And would you be able to, kind of, draw a -- you don't have to draw the diagram, but would you be able to draw the diagram, if you had to do it? Or would you just say, that's actually not possible?
The third question is, why is it hotter in summer than in winter?
I think we can probably agree that it is hotter in summer than in winter, but why? And finally, would you be able to -- and you can sort of scribble it, if you like -- scribble a plan diagram of the solar system, showing the shape of the planets' orbits?
Would you be able to do that?
And if you can, just scribble a pattern.
OK. Now, children get their ideas not from teachers, as teachers often think, but actually from common sense, from experience of the world around them, from all the things that go on between them and their peers, and their carers, and their parents, and all of that. Experience.
And one of the great experts in this field, of course, was, bless him, Cardinal Wolsey. Be very careful what you get into people's heads because it's virtually impossible to shift it afterwards, right?
I'm not quite sure how he died, actually.
Was he beheaded in the end, or hung?
Now, those questions, which, of course, you've got right, and you haven't been conferring, and so on.
And I -- you know, normally, I would pick people out and humiliate, but maybe not in this instance.
A little seed weighs a lot and, basically, all this stuff, 99 percent of this stuff, came out of the air.
Now, I guarantee that about 85 percent of you, or maybe it's fewer at TED, will have said it comes out of the ground. And some people, probably two of you, will come up and argue with me afterwards, and say that actually, it comes out of the ground.
Now, if that was true, we'd have trucks going round the country, filling people's gardens in with soil, it'd be a fantastic business.
But, actually, we don't do that.
The mass of this comes out of the air.
Now, I passed all my biology exams in Britain.
I passed them really well, but I still came out of school thinking that that stuff came out of the ground.
Second one: can you light a little torch-bulb with a battery bulb and one piece of wire?
Yes, you can, and I'll show you in a second how to do that.
Now, I have some rather bad news, which is that I had a piece of video that I was about to show you, which unfortunately -- the sound doesn't work in this room, so I'm going to describe to you, in true "Monty Python" fashion, what happens in the video. And in the video, a group of researchers go to MIT on graduation day.
We chose MIT because, obviously, that's a very long way away from here, and you wouldn't mind too much, but it sort of works the same way in Britain and in the West Coast of the USA.
And we asked them these questions, and we asked those questions of science graduates, and they couldn't answer them.
And so, there's a whole lot of people saying, "I'd be very surprised if you told me that this came out of the air.
That's very surprising to me." And those are science graduates.
And we intercut it with, "We are the premier science university in the world," because of British-like hubris.
And when we gave graduate engineers that question, they said it couldn't be done.
And when we gave them a battery, and a piece of wire, and a bulb, and said, "Can you do it?" They couldn't do it. Right?
And that's no different from Imperial College in London, by the way, it's not some sort of anti-American thing going on.
As if. Now, the reason this matters is we pay lots and lots of money for teaching people -- we might as well get it right.
And there are also some societal reasons why we might want people to understand what it is that's happening in photosynthesis. For example, one half of the carbon equation is how much we emit, and the other half of the carbon equation, as I'm very conscious as a trustee of Kew, is how much things soak up, and they soak up carbon dioxide out of the atmosphere.
That's what plants actually do for a living.
And, for any Finnish people in the audience, this is a Finnish pun: we are, both literally and metaphorically, skating on thin ice if we don't understand that kind of thing.
Now, here's how you do the battery and the bulb.
It's so easy, isn't it? Of course, you all knew that.
But if you haven't played with a battery and a bulb, if you've only seen a circuit diagram, you might not be able to do that, and that's one of the problems.
So, why is it hotter in summer than in winter?
We learn, as children, that you get closer to something that's hot, and it burns you. It's a very powerful bit of learning, and it happens pretty early on.
By extension, we think to ourselves, "Why it's hotter in summer than in winter must be because we're closer to the Sun."
I promise you that most of you will have got that.
Oh, you're all shaking your heads, but only a few of you are shaking your heads very firmly.
Other ones are kind of going like this. All right.
It's hotter in summer than in winter because the rays from the Sun are spread out more, right, because of the tilt of the Earth.
And if you think the tilt is tilting us closer, no, it isn't.
The Sun is 93 million miles away, and we're tilting like this, right?
It makes no odds. In fact, in the Northern Hemisphere, we're further from the Sun in summer, as it happens, but it makes no odds, the difference.
OK, now, the scribble of the diagram of the solar system.
If you believe, as most of you probably do, that it's hotter in summer than in winter because we're closer to the Sun, you must have drawn an ellipse.
Right? That would explain it, right?
Except, in your -- you're nodding -- now, in your ellipse, have you thought, "Well, what happens during the night?"
Between Australia and here, right, they've got summer and we've got winter, and what -- does the Earth kind of rush towards the Sun at night, and then rush back again? I mean, it's a very strange thing going on, and we hold these two models in our head, of what's right and what isn't right, and we do that, as human beings, in all sorts of fields.
So, here's Copernicus' view of what the solar system looked like as a plan.
That's pretty much what you should have on your piece of paper. Right?
And this is NASA's view. They're stunningly similar.
I hope you notice the coincidence here.
What would you do if you knew that people had this misconception, right, in their heads, of elliptical orbits caused by our experiences as children?
What sort of diagram would you show them of the solar system, to show that it's not really like that?
You'd show them something like this, wouldn't you?
It's a plan, looking down from above.
But, no, look what I found in the textbooks.
That's what you show people, right? These are from textbooks, from websites, educational websites -- and almost anything you pick up is like that.
And the reason it's like that is because it's dead boring to have a load of concentric circles, whereas that's much more exciting, to look at something at that angle, isn't it? Right? And by doing it at that angle, if you've got that misconception in your head, then that two-dimensional representation of a three-dimensional thing will be ellipses.
So you've -- it's crap, isn't it really? As we say.
So, these mental models -- we look for evidence that reinforces our models.
We do this, of course, with matters of race, and politics, and everything else, and we do it in science as well. So we look, just look -- and scientists do it, constantly -- we look for evidence that reinforces our models, and some folks are just all too able and willing to provide the evidence that reinforces the models.
So, being I'm in the United States, I'll have a dig at the Europeans.
These are examples of what I would say is bad practice in science teaching centers. These pictures are from La Villette in France and the welcome wing of the Science Museum in London.
And, if you look at the, kind of the way these things are constructed, there's a lot of mediation by glass, and it's very blue, and kind of professional -- in that way that, you know, Woody Allen comes up from under the sheets in that scene in "Annie Hall," and said, "God, that's so professional." And that you don't -- there's no passion in it, and it's not hands on, right,
and, you know, pun intended. Whereas good interpretation -- I'll use an example from nearby -- is San Francisco Exploratorium, where all the things that -- the demonstrations, and so on, are made out of everyday objects that children can understand, it's very hands-on, and they can engage with, and experiment with.
And I know that if the graduates at MIT and in the Imperial College in London had had the battery and the wire and the bit of stuff, and you know, been able to do it, they would have learned how it actually works, rather than thinking that they follow circuit diagrams and can't do it.
So good interpretation is more about things that are bodged and stuffed and of my world, right?
And things that -- where there isn't an extra barrier of a piece of glass or machined titanium, and it all looks fantastic, OK?
And the Exploratorium does that really, really well.
And it's amateur, but amateur in the best sense, in other words, the root of the word being of love and passion.
So, children are not empty vessels, OK?
So, as "Monty Python" would have it, this is a bit Lord Privy Seal to say so, but this is -- children are not empty vessels.
They come with their own ideas and their own theories, and unless you work with those, then you won't be able to shift them, right? And I probably haven't shifted your ideas of how the world and universe operates, either.
But this applies, equally, to matters of trying to sell new technology.
For example, we are, in Britain, we're trying to do a digital switchover of the whole population into digital technology [for television].
And it's one of the difficult things is that when people have preconceptions of how it all works, it's quite difficult to shift those.
So we're not empty vessels; the mental models that we have as children persist into adulthood.
Poor teaching actually does more harm than good.
In this country and in Britain, magnetism is understood better by children before they've been to school than afterwards, OK?
Same for gravity, two concepts, so it's -- which is quite humbling, as a, you know, if you're a teacher, and you look before and after, that's quite worrying. They do worse in tests afterwards, after the teaching.
And we collude. We design tests, or at least in Britain, so that people pass them. Right?
And governments do very well. They pat themselves on the back.
OK? We collude, and actually if you -- if someone had designed a test for me when I was doing my biology exams, to really understand, to see whether I'd understood more than just kind of putting starch and iodine together and seeing it go blue, and really understood that plants took their mass out of the air, then I might have done better at science.
So the most important thing is to get people to articulate their models.
Your homework is -- you know, how does an aircraft's wing create lift?
An obvious question, and you'll have an answer now in your heads.
And the second question to that then is, ensure you've explained how it is that planes can fly upside down.
Ah ha, right. Second question is, why is the sea blue? All right?
And you've all got an idea in your head of the answer.
So, why is it blue on cloudy days? Ah, see.
I've always wanted to say that in this country.
Finally, my plea to you is to allow yourselves, and your children, and anyone you know, to kind of fiddle with stuff, because it's by fiddling with things that you, you know, you complement your other learning. It's not a replacement, it's just part of learning that's important.
Thank you very much.
Now -- oh, oh yeah, go on then, go on. | {
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My reaction time is also affected. And because my left hand canât be used anymore, it became a hindrance in achieving our objective.
I also wonât be able to parry while being attacked by the enemy because I wonât have enough strength to support the weight of the attacks. Even if I was able to parry, the L shaped tip of the billhook could be used by my enemy to disarm me if I am not careful. As a result, I could now only focus on dodging the attacks.
These movements consume a great amount of energy and need an extra amount of physical strength, and before long I fell down on my knees.
Falling down on my knees in front of my enemy would be equivalent to suicide. And worst of all, my physical strength has already reached its limits.
Understanding the situation, the man shows a disgusting grin and raised a jeering speech.
ãWhatâs wrong, already reached your limit? Well, you donât have to worry brat, you will still be treated as a valuable goods after this, you know?ã
ãDonât worry, there are healers employed by slave traders. Iâm only breaking one or two of your limbs so that you wonât be able to run away. Oh and donât worry about that as well, Iâm sure they will be able to perfectly fix you upã
I clenched my teeth from the humiliation, trying to grip my sword with my trembling hands. Then at that time, no I have noticed it little earlier, but an intense surge of fighting spirit could be felt behind me.
This is probably because of the difference in our fighting experience. Finally, the man notices that and reacted without a momentâs delay. The manâs eyes opened wide in surprise as he sensed the incoming threat, he moved accordingly without looking back to the source.
I also stepped aside and immediately hold myself down, while the man dropped his stance and immediately prepared his shield. You could also say that the difference between our actions decided our life and death.
No, in the first place, the trajectory of that attack was not aimed at me, so I would have been safe even without doing so.
However, the man was in a different situation. A steel arrow howls as it creates drag like a gust of wind. The pressure from that gust of wind easily blows me away ending with me rolling on the ground. It was good that I was barely able to protect the fainted girl.
But the results with the man ended differently. He had a fighting style that would block any incoming attacks from the front. That defensive style, which probably permeated to his body after using it for years, also led him to the end of his life.
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The man who had a large hole in both his shield and stomach probably couldnât understand what happened and reacted in a surprised voice. Then finally unable to support his own weight, he split in two and collapses.
After confirming that the girl I secured was safe, I looked back at Michelle-chan. She was standing there stunned by the storm of destruction her attack had caused. I was also barely able to see a white silhouette behind her which was probably the cause of this.
But more than that, I was concerned about something else. It was the white silver bow that is held by Michelle-chan. It was a huge bow that is clearly enchanted. If that piece of equipment enters the market, you will probably have to pile up gold coins enough to buy a castle to be able to purchase it. It was that kind of expensive item that she is currently holding on her hands.
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ãEh......ah, un. Are you alright, Nicole-chan?ã
ãU, un. I only have a bit of an arm injury, and a bit exhausted. What is that bow?ã
After I pointed it out, she finally seemed to remember about the big bow she held in her hand.
The bow had an elaborate design and magical characters were engraved in various places, and the more I look at it the more amazed I am by its design.
ãThis? A lady in white told me to use itã
ãLady in white? Where?ã
When I asked her about it, Michelle-chan immediately looked around to check.
However, she only found us two girls standing and one fainted. The others are corpses and fainted men, and horses that were still struggling while connected to the carriage.
ãShe disappearedã
ãIs that so......ã
That white figure that Iâve noticed earlier, perhaps that was the person who offered help to Michelle-chan. Itâs a bit suspicious for her to give such an expensive item without any hesitation.
ãWhat should I do. I have to return thisã
Michelle-chan was in panic the moment I look at her, because the woman disappeared before being clear about returning the item, or not wanting it back.
While I was thinking about it, I found a piece of paper stuck under my feet. Was it perhaps something that blown away by the wind. I immediately picked it up and casually looked at the text that was written in it.
What was written is something like this.
ãIâll give you that bow. I hope that you would help her with that power. And also, you are still unable to handle your gift, right? If you properly use that power, you can become the strongest, thatâs why you should work harder from now on. From the kind and benevolent Goddessã
Goddess...... could that person be the one who reincarnated me into a little girl.
Although it was unforgivable that she turned me into a woman, she was surprisingly helpful, like giving me a path towards reincarnation, or giving this gift and helping out Michelle-chan.
This time was seriously dangerous, I couldnât help but thank her for the help.
ãIt says here that sheâs giving it to you. Are you hesitant in receiving that?ã
ãEh, Nicole-chan, you can read?ã
ãOops......ã
Thinking about it now, it was unusual for me to be able to read letters without going to school to learn. Of course, I know how to read because of my inherited knowledge, but it should be very rare for a child my age to be able to read and write.
ãWell, LyeââPapa and Mama taught meã
ãAh, thatâs right. Lyell-sama and Maria-sama would be able to teach you, right?ã
Itâs also a fact that if you are an aristocrat child, they would often hire tutors or teachers before entering an academy.
Especially if we are talking about Maria, she has insight known to even surpass sages. Itâs times like these that I would be able to use their reputation as an excuse.
ãBut you know, that bow looks really amazingã
ãUn. The lady in white also told me to be careful in using it because itâs too powerfulã
ãI think so tooã
A bow that can shoot arrows that are able to release that amount of shockwave is no joke. If you accidentally get caught in its trajectory, you would end up becoming minced meat. Perhaps only Michelle-chan who has a gift for shooting would be able to use it. However, that assumption of mine also collapsed in the next moment.
ãAh, I canât use it anymoreã
ãEh?ã
ãYou see, with my power alone, I wouldnât be able to draw this bow. Thatâs why the lady in white put strengthening enchantments on me, before I could finally use itã
Now that I think about it, for such a powerful bow, a normal arrow would be impossible to use, and a childâs strength wouldnât be enough to draw it.
ãCrimson One, Ultramarine One, Gold Three. Grant her powerââ How about now? Try drawing it?ã
ãNn, gugugugu......no good, I canât. Sorryã
ãHmmm, you donât really have to apologizeã
God giving her an unusable bow is just bad. I tried giving Michelle-chan enchantments but it was no good, my strengthening just wasnât enough to allow her to use the bow.
I donât really know how much I have strengthened her though, and all I could say is ãAs expected of Godã.
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The highest of them all is the Creator of the world.
The Creator made the land and sowed the seeds of life.
Then he created Heaven for himself to live in and watched as all kind of creatures were being born in the world below.
The Guardian Gods of various lands are the most familiar to humans.
Humans worship them in the churches and, by changing peopleâs belief into power, they bestow their grace upon the land.
A Guardian God, who, for some reason, lost all of his believers, loses his power.
On the other hand, those, who managed to gather peopleâs faith on themselves while not being a god, wonât become one.
Itâs easier for a tree, rock, or a king of the forest to become an object of worship.
There are also times when an immaterial phenomenon or a creature of fantasies materializes as a god through the means of faith.
The previous Goddess of the Silverlight territory was an example of that.
She was loved by the citizens and worked to create the best environment in return.
However, on a certain day, she suddenly lost her godly powers.
It wasnât like the believers lost their faith.
Despite that, she couldnât summon the rain and couldnât protect the land from gradually drying out.
Shortly, the Silverlight Barony became uninhabitable and the people went away.
Without people, there was no faith.
In the end, she couldnât even materialize herself anymore and her consciousness dimmed.
The Silverlight Barony became just a name on the map.
However, two hundred years later.
A single juvenile demon settled in the church and made the time flow again â.
The midnight church didnât have much light except for the moonlight seeping through the stained glass.
However, only one place illuminated by the moonlight showed signs of activity.
The place where there was the altar once.
A big bed with a canopy occupied its place instead.
ãSupi......supi.......ã
ãFunyu.......funyu........ã
On that bad, there were two cute little girls calmly sleeping as they used a big slime as their hugging pillow.
Both of them had long silver hair and white skin.
Their beautiful bodies reflected the moonlight as they shined brightly in the dark.
The two resembled each other greatly but thatâs how it was supposed to be.
After all, they were sisters.
Biological weapons created from the Great Demon Kingâs genes.
They were called Iris and Eclipse.
Despite their lovely appearance, they had almost inexhaustible amounts of magical power and, if they wished to do so, could easily destroy humanity.
That being said, they wonât get anything from doing that and itâs not as if they had a violent personality.
Instead of that, they were devoted to sleeping and filling their stomachs with tasty things.
However, there was something in that place that frequently interfered with their peaceful sleep.
An earthquake.
ãFunyu.......itâs another earthquake, Big Sister Irisã
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ã......Just what is it everyday and everyday?.........No matter how good Iâm at sleeping even I will wake up when the ground shakes beneath meã
Iris rose her body, pursed her lips, and complained towards the ground.
Eclipse languidly rubbed her eyes saying toãShaking, badã the ground.
Then, the big slimeãPunigamiãwobbled in discontent.
Most likely not because of them, the earthquake immediately stopped. That being said, it was an everyday occurrence.
When they sleep at night, it shakes hard enough to blow the bed away then quickly stops.
Mysteriously, the shaking didnât spread beyond this church.
When it was brought up with Sheryl and the rest, they said there was no such thing.
Even more, ãYou were probably dreamingãMarion made fun of her.
Not only she couldnât sleep but also was made fun of, she reached the limit of her tolerance.
Iris decided that it was about time to unravel the reason for all the earthquakes.
ãThe ground shakes, which means there is something beneath. Magical power search! ã
Iris released her magical power towards the ground. It was detection magic. In the past, when Iris just arrived at the hill, she discovered an underground water source.
Detection magic should quickly reveal the reason.
Or so she thought.......
ãUn......there is nothing abnormal........ã
ãIâve used detection magic too but found nothingã
Eclipse muttered in puzzlement.
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ãEh? What if the source isnât in the ground but above it? It canât beã
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Punigami bellowed in anger.
It seems he couldnât bear his idea being rejected without even trying.
ã...........But isnât it weird for the cause to be above ground? ã
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ãBig Sister Iris. We should at least try examining it. After all, there was nothing undergroundã
ãIf even Eclipse says so.......ã
She had no reason to reject Punigami and Eclipse, so she expanded the scope of her detection magic above the ground.
It wonât be of use anyway, she thought.
However, Irisâ intuition was off the mark.
ãThere is someone inside the church!ã
The villagers are strictly prohibited from approaching this church.
In the first place, it was in the middle of the night.
Even Sheryl and the rest had no reason to come here.
Despite that, besides Punigami, Iris, and Eclipse, there was an aura of ãsomeoneãelse.
ãAh, itâs true. There is someoneã
Eclipse, who did the same thing, said in an easygoing voice.
However, Iris wasnât so carefree.
After all, she was a NEET. Shut-in. With a social phobia.
Is there were someone else in the church, she would hide behind Eclipse and Punigami and tremble.
ãItâs alright, Big Sister Iris. Itâs not a humanã
ãI-It seems so......not only that, it doesnât even have substance. A being of conscience? Itâs here, this much I can understand but I can neither see it nor talk to it.......ã
ãHeey. Why does it seem so weak? It can disappear anytime. Wonât it be possible to see it if we share some magical power? ã
ãUn.....it does have such an aura. Letâs try itã
Iris headed the aura and poured some magical power into it.
Then, its silhouette really appeared.
It had an appearance of a person.
It wasnât that big.
Of course, it was bigger than Iris and Eclipse but not big enough to be an adult.-year-old girl by human standards.
Before long, the blurry silhouette became clear and even colored.
In that way, the girl completely materialized.
Long pink hair. Long water-colored dress. A well-built figure.
Seeing the girl suddenly appearing in the moonlight, Iris and Eclipse had their gazes stolen.
The scene was straight out of fantasy.
However, as the girl lifted her eyelids and spoke, the fantastical atmosphere was immediately blown away.
ãHey, you lot! Who do you think you are to replace my altar with a bed! You even deceived the villagers.......the Guardian Deity of the Silverlight Barony is me, Muriel! ã[]
The girl, who introduced herself as the Guardian Deity, shouted so and pounced on the bed.
When Iris and Eclipse casually dodged sideways, Muriel dived headfirst into Punigami.
ãNowa, what is this slime? It feels goodã
ãPuni?ã
Muriel clung to Punigami as shed swung her legs around on top of the bed.
Her identity was unknown.
She probably had some circumstances since she lost her substance.
However, whoever she is, she doesnât look particularly smart â such was Irisâ first impression of Muriel. | {
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Incidentally, Hajime originally wanted to use this sealed room as their base, but the idea was discarded after Yue adamantly refused. It was no wonder. She had been imprisoned there for who knows how many years, it was only natural that she didnât want to stay there much longer. In order replenish their supplies, they must stay there for a period of time. Hence, it would be better for her mental health if they left this sealed room as soon as possible. Just like this, they were currently chatting with each other while Hajime was replenishing his supplies.
âIn that case... doesnât that mean Yue is at least years old?â
â...Breach of etiquette.â
Yue stared at Hajime with reproachful eyes full of criticism. Talking about a femaleâs age seems to be a taboo no matter of whichever world it was.
From his memories, Hajime recalled that the vampire race perished after a large scale war three hundred years ago. Yue had probably lost her sense of time after being sealed in that dark room for such a long time. It wouldnât be surprising if anyone said that she had been sealed for a much longer time than that. She was sealed when she was twenty, to be called over three hundred years old after she was released, how could she accept.
âDo all vampires live for so long?â
â...Iâm special. ãRegenerationã, prevents aging...â
According to her, after her inherent magic â direct magic manipulation and ãAuto-Regenerationã â awakened at the age of twelve, she seemed to have stopped aging. Ordinary vampires also appears to live much longer than other races since they sucked blood. Even so, about two hundred years was the limit.
By the way, the humanâs average lifespan was years, demonkin around years, while demi-humanâs lifespan was dependant on the race. There are elves who lived for hundreds of years.
Yue was considered one of the strongest of her time in only a few years after she awakened to her atavistic powers. At the age of seventeen, she took the throne as the Queen of Vampires.
Indeed, her magic that melted the scorpionâs shell was an attack that had little to no time delay. Moreover, she also had an almost immortal body. To the point that she would be called either a ãGodã or a ãMonsterã. Yue was without a doubt, the latter.
Her uncle who was blinded by greed, started spreading rumors that Yue was a monster. He tried to kill her in the name of righteousness, but because of her ãAuto-Regenerationã, he failed and hence, could only seal her in the underground instead. Yue was so shocked by the sudden betrayal that she did not put up much resistance and was put under some sort of sealing spell amidst the confusion. By the time she regained her self, she was already in the sealed room.
Therefore, that scorpion, the sealing method, and how she ended up in the abyss, she was completely clueless. Maybe thereâs a way out! Hajime, who held that kind of expectation, drooped his head in disappointment.
He also heard something pertaining to Yueâs powers. According to her, Yue seems to have an aptitude for all attributes. When Hajime became aware of this, he muttered to himself with a blank expression, âWhat, this cheat...â However, Yue was weak in close combat. All she could do was run around with her strengthened body as she rapidly fired off spells. Despite that, in the face of her powerful magic, it wasnât really that big of a handicap.
By the way, Yue was able to cast magic without any incantation, but she would mutter the names of the spell out of habit. Many people used unique activation words or actions to supplement their magic and get a clearer image. Yue was no exception.
As for her ãAuto-Regenerationã, it was classified as a Unique Magic. As long as she had any remaining magic power, she wouldnât die unless she was turned into ashes in an instant. Conversely, self-regeneration wouldnât work if she sustained any injuries in the state of magic depletion. In other words, because her magic power had been drained after being sealed for all those years, Yue would have died if the scorpion had hit her.
âNext... the key point, do you know anything about this place? Or any escape routes to the surface.â
â...I donât know. But...â
She also seemed to not have any knowledge about this labyrinth. While feeling apologetic, she continued her story with what she knew.
â...It was said that one of the liberators made this labyrinth.â
âLiberators?â
Hearing an unfamiliar term, Hajime stopped with his transmutation work, so as to not make any disturbing sound as he turned his line of sight towards Yue. She, who had been watching Hajime work, also shifted her line of sight. After nodding her head, she continued her story.
âLiberators... they are the followers of God that challenged him during the Age of God... Legend says they intend to destroy the world.â
Since Yue was an expressionless girl who didnât talk much, her explanations took a bit of time. On the other hand, Hajime still needed more time to resupply. He realized his firepower was insufficient due to the fight with the scorpion. As a result, he was currently developing a new weapon. While working carefully, he was poised to listen to her.
According to Yue, during the Age of God, seven followers betrayed the god and plotted to destroy the world. However, when their plan failed, they each fled to the ends of the world. Those âends of the worldâ were reportedly the current Seven Great Dungeons. This ãOrcus Great Dungeonã was one of them. It is said that in the deepest part of the abyss was where the liberator lived.
â...If it is there, there might be a way out...â
âI see. There is no need to expend so much effort to climb up the abyss. If it is a magician from the age of gods, it wouldnât be weird if they had some sort of teleportation magic to take them to the surface.â
Hajime loosened up his cheeks when the possibility was presented before him. He then returned his eyes back to the work in his hands. Yue also turned her eyes back to his hand.
â...Is it that interesting?â
Yue did not say anything, she just nodded her head strongly to express herself. The image of her wearing that oversized coat and the way her small hands were holding onto her knees was very charming. In addition, her unbelievably well-featured appearance made her look very cuddable.
(But, three hundred years old. As expected of fantasy world. Loli-granny really exist...)
Even if his personality changed, Hajime hadnât forgotten his Otaku knowledge. As he unintentionally thought of something like that, Yue reacted to it.
â...Hajime, thinking about something strange?â
âNope, whatâs up?â
Hajime deceived her, but he felt that Yueâs â or more precisely the womanâs â sharp intuition was something to be afraid of. His inner self broke out in cold sweat as he continued to work in silence. Yue left it off at that and asked a different question.
â...Hajime, why are you here?â
It was a natural question. This abyss was a genuine land of demons. Other than magic beasts, there was nothing else.
Yue had mountains of question for him. Why can he manipulate magic directly? Why can he use so many types of Unique Magic? How can he eat the flesh of magic beasts and still be okay? What happened to his left arm? Is he really a human? What is the weapon he is using?
Bit by bit, Hajime answered all the questions patiently. Perhaps Hajime might be longing for a conversation himself, he did not seem annoyed at her questions. Looking from certain aspects, Hajime seems to be very fond of Yue. Maybe she was the last resort to prevent him from falling into complete darkness. Perhaps Hajime had already realized this unconsciously.
Hajime started with when his class was summoned to this world. How he was called incompetent by everyone, and how he fell into this abyss after he was betrayed by an unknown classmate during the battle against the Behemoth. The transformation after eating magic beasts. The desire to fight the Talon Bear. About the potion (This is what Hajime called the Sacred Water). About how he developed the modern weapons by basing them on the weapons he had seen in his homeland. As Hajime recounted the events one by one, sniffles could be heard from Yue unwittingly. What happened? When Hajime lifted his head to look at Yue, she was weeping. Startled, Hajime instinctively reached out and wiped off her tears.
âWhat happened all of a sudden?â
â...Sniffs... Hajime... in pain... I also feel painful...â
Apparently, she was crying for Hajime. He started to stroke her head with a bitter smile after he got over his shock.
âJust forget about it. The business with my classmate is inconsequential. Donât worry about the small stuff. After getting my revenge, then what? Rather than that, I want to put all my energy in surviving and finding a way home.â
Yue produced a nasal sound. She seemed to be feeling very comfortable with Hajimeâs caressing and narrowed her eyes like a cat. However, after she heard Hajime said he wanted to go back to his homeland, she jolted momentarily.
â...Going home?â
âHm? To my original world? Of course. I want to return... I changed a lot but still... home... I want to return home.â
Yue looked down with a sunken expression. Then muttered to herself.
â...I donât have a place... to return...â
â......â
Seeing Yue like this, Hajime stopped brushing Yueâs head and started to scratch his head. He wasnât that dense. He had more or less felt that Yue was viewing him as a new place to return to. That was the whole reason why she asked him of a new name. Because of this, if Hajime left this world, Yue would be alone again.
Hajime thought to himself: âEven though I have already decided, that I will do anything to reach my goals, but it looks like Iâm still too naive,â while he stroked Yueâs head.
âAh~ If thatâs so, want to come with me?â
âEh?â
Yue opened her eyes wide in surprise at Hajimeâs words. She was gazing at Hajime with her moistened red eyes that looked restless. Hajime got flustered and started to speak rapidly.
âNo, I mean, to my homeland. Well, thatâs a world with only average humans. It might be inconvenient for races other than human, with the family registration and whatnot... also, with my current state, Iâm not really sure what will happen... but in the end of the day, what is it that Yue want to do?â
Yue was stunned for a while, but when her mind eventually caught up. She timidly asked, âIs that okay?â However, she couldnât hide the expectations dwelling in her eyes. Her eyes were literally sparkling, Hajime could only nod his head with a forced smile. As if her expressionless face until now was a lie, a smile bloomed on her face. Hajime was mesmerized. When he noticed he was lovestruck, he shook his head in a flurry.
Unable to look at Yue, Hajime devoted himself to his work. Yue took great interest in his work. However, the distance between them had shortened, almost to the point of sticking close together...
Hajime told himself not to mind about it.
â...What, is this?â
Little by little Hajime was finishing up different parts with the transmutation. On the side there was a one meter long cylindrical pipe, a red bullet about twelve centimeters in length, and others parts scattered around.
âThis is... an Anti-matter Rifle: Railgun version. You saw my gun, right? This is an even more powerful version. The bullet is specially made.â
Just as Hajime said, when all the parts were assembled together, a 1.5 meter long rifle was created. Hajime was considering what he could do to increase the firepower of his guns. Electromagnetic acceleration and combustion charge was the limit for the Donner. The final verdict was that, Donner couldnât be improved much further anymore. So he had to create a new gun.
Naturally the answer to increase the power was a larger caliber, and the length of the barrel. And the result, was an Anti-matter rifle. It could only load up to one shot but its theoretical power is enormous. In brief, its maximum output was ten times the destructive power of Donner. When an ordinary person fired with Donner, the repulsive force was enough to crush half of their body. Donner was that kind of monster gun.
The gunâs name: Schlagen. In theory, it was about ten times more powerful than Donner... roughly. It was made with the scorpion shell. When he analyzed the shell with ãMineral Appraisalã, this was the result:
Apparently, that scorpionâs hardness was due to Shtar Oreâs property. It probably had a massive amount of magic reservoir to fuel that armor.
Hajime was thinking, âIf this is an ore, will I be able to process it?â He gave it a try and was able to accomplish it effortlessly. If thatâs the case, he could easily break through the shell with his transmutation! Recalling the hard fought battle before, Hajime felt weak in the knees. This had turned into one of his bitter memories.
Hajime had gotten his hands on a lot of excellent materials to work with, so the result was still all right. He could use these materials to make a sturdier barrel. While Hajime was consoling himself with this, he fired Schlagen. Since he now had more experience compared to the time when he made the Donner, the work progressed more smoothly.
He paid particular attention to the bullets. The bullet was made out of Taur Stone coated with Shtar ore. It could be considered a full metal cover... or something like that. In each cartridge, combustion powder was installed with a suitable ratio of compression. After one bullet was completed, as long as he had enough materials, he could use Transmutation Subskill, [+Replicate Transmutation], to mass-produce the bullets effortlessly.
While Hajime talked with Yue endlessly without getting to the point, Schlagen was completed. The gun had a very powerful and brutal form. He finished his work as he indulged with self-satisfaction. After he finished the gun, Hajime started to feel hungry, so he began preparing the meal by grilling the scorpion and cyclops meat.
âYue, the meal is almost ready... Would it upset your stomach by eating this? That pain is not to be made fun of... no, vampires should be fine with it, right?â
Since his daily meal consisted of magic beast meat, Hajime thoughtlessly invited Yue to eat with him. However, what if something happened to her after she ate it. While thinking like this, Hajime cast a glance at Yue.
Yue stopped playing with Hajimeâs invention and shook her head to say, âI donât need the meal,â to Hajime.
âWell, since you survived for 300 years without eating, I guess thereâs no problem... Wonât you feel hungry though?â
âDoesnât matter anymore? Did you already eat something?â
Her empty stomach had already been satisfied? Hajime looked at Yue with an astonished gaze. Yue pointed at Hajime.
âHajimeâs blood.â
âAh, my blood. Does that mean a vampire donât need a meal other than blood?â
â...Food can also provide nourishment... but drinking blood is more effective.â
Seems like vampires could survive with just blood. She had sucked Hajimeâs blood earlier and was satisfied with it. Yue stared at Hajime who looked convinced. For some reason, she was licking her lips.
â...Why are you licking your lips?â
â...Hajime... delicious...â
âD-Delicious you say. I thought that I would taste terrible considering Iâve eaten so much magic beast flesh...â
â...Mature taste...â
â......â
From Yueâs description, his blood had a heavy, deep taste similar to a bowl of soup made with all kinds of herb and meat. The first time she had sucked his blood, she fell into a trance. This wasnât his imagination. Having such a fine meal after starving for so long, getting infatuated was within reasons.
However, Hajime wanted to stop her bewitching lip licking. He realized Yue was past her prime. However, that childish figure coupled with the lewd act, it made Hajime unable to calm down in a certain sense.
â...Delicious.â
â...Please spare me from this.â
In all sorts of meaning, she might might be the most dangerous partner. Hajime broke out in a cold sweat.
~~~~~~~~
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Shizuka: âK-Kaori? You just clicked your tongue...â
Kaori: âEh? Whatâs the matter Shizuku-chan?â
Shizuka: âN-No. Itâs nothing...â
Kaori: â...Thieving Cat.â
Shizuka: âKaori?!â
Kaori: âFufu, itâs nothing, Shizuku-chan. I just felt like someone was threatening my position.â
Shizuka: âI donât think this can be considered nothing...â | {
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All these things happen to me.
But when we think about games, a lot of times we think about stuff like this: first-person shooters, or the big, what we would call AAA games, or maybe you're a Facebook game player.
This is one my partner and I worked on.
Maybe you play Facebook games, and that's what we're making right now. This is a lighter form of game.
Maybe you think about the tragically boring board games that hold us hostage in Thanksgiving situations.
This would be one of those tragically boring board games that you can figure out.
Or maybe you're in your living room, you know, playing with the Wii with the kids, or something like that, and, you know, there's this whole range of games, and that's very much what I think about.
I make my living from games. I've been lucky enough to do this since I was 15, which also qualifies as I've never really had a real job.
But we think about games as fun, and that's completely reasonable, but let's just think about this.
So this one here, this is the 1980 Olympics.
Now I don't know where you guys were, but I was in my living room. It was practically a religious event.
And this is when the Americans beat the Russians, and this was -- yes, it was technically a game.
Hockey is a game. But really, was this a game?
I mean, people cried. I've never seen my mother cry like that at the end of Monopoly.
And so this was just an amazing experience.
Or, you know, if anybody here is from Boston -- So when the Boston Red Sox won the World Series after, I believe, 351 years, when they won the World Series, it was amazing.
I happened to be living in Springfield at the time, and the best part of it was -- is that -- you would close the women's door in the bathroom, and I remember seeing "Go Sox," and I thought, really?
Or the houses, you'd come out, because every game, well, I think almost every game, went into overtime, right?
So we'd be outside, and all the other lights are on on the whole block, and kids, like, the attendance was down in school, and kids weren't going to school.
But it's okay, it's the Red Sox, right?
I mean, there's education, and then there's the Red Sox, and we know where they're stacked.
So this was an amazing experience, and again, yes, it was a game, but they didn't write newspaper articles, people didn't say -- you know, really, "I can die now because the Red Sox won." And many people did.
So games, it means something more to us.
It absolutely means something more.
So now, just, this is an abrupt transition here.
There was three years where I actually did have a real job, sort of.
I was the head of a college department teaching games, so, again, it was sort of a real job, and now I just got to talk about making as opposed to making them.
And I was at a dinner. Part of the job of it, when you're a chair of a department, is to eat, and I did that very well, and so I'm out at a dinner with this guy called Zig Jackson.
So this is Zig in this photograph. This is also one of Zig's photographs. He's a photographer.
And he goes all around the country taking pictures of himself, and you can see here he's got Zig's Indian Reservation. And this particular shot, this is one of the more traditional shots. This is a rain dancer.
And this is one of my favorite shots here.
So you can look at this, and maybe you've even seen things like this. This is an expression of culture, right?
And this is actually from his Degradation series.
And what was most fascinating to me about this series is just, look at that little boy there.
Can you imagine? Now let's, we can see that's a traditional Native American. Now I just want to change that guy's race.
Just imagine if that's a black guy.
So, "Honey, come here, let's get your picture with the black guy."
Right? Like, seriously, nobody would do this.
It baffles the mind. And so Zig, being Indian, likewise it baffles his mind. His favorite photograph -- my favorite photograph of his, which I don't have in here is Indian taking picture of white people taking pictures of Indians. So I happen to be at dinner with this photographer, and he was talking with another photographer about a shooting that had occurred, and it was on an Indian reservation. He'd taken his camera
up there to photograph it, but when he got there, he discovered he couldn't do it. He just couldn't capture the picture. And so they were talking back and forth about this question. Do you take the picture or not?
And that was fascinating to me as a game designer, because it never occurs to me, like, should I make the game about this difficult topic or not?
Because we just make things that are fun or, you know, will make you feel fear, you know, that visceral excitement.
But every other medium does it.
So this is my kid. This is Maezza, and when she was seven years old, she came home from school one day, and like I do every single day, I asked her, "What'd you do today?"
So she said, "We talked about the Middle Passage."
Now, this was a big moment. Maezza's dad is black, and I knew this day was coming. I wasn't expecting it at seven. I don't know why, but I wasn't.
Anyways, so I asked her, "How do you feel about that?"
So she proceeded to tell me, and so any of you who are parents will recognize the bingo buzzwords here.
So the ships start in England, they come down from England, they go to Africa, they go across the ocean -- that's the Middle Passage part â they come to America where the slaves are sold, she's telling me.
But Abraham Lincoln was elected president, and then he passed the Emancipation Proclamation, and now they're free.
Pause for about 10 seconds.
"Can I play a game, Mommy?"
And I thought, that's it? And so, you know, this is the Middle Passage, this is an incredibly significant event, and she's treating it like, basically some black people went on a cruise, is more or less how it sounds to her. And so, to me, I wanted more value in this, so when she asked if she could play a game, I said, "Yes." And so I happened to have all of these little pieces.
I'm a game designer, so I have this stuff sitting around my house.
So I said, "Yeah, you can play a game," and I give her a bunch of these, and I tell her to paint them in different families. These are pictures of Maezza when she was â God, it still chokes me up seeing these.
So she's painting her little families.
So then I grab a bunch of them and I put them on a boat.
This was the boat. It was made quickly obviously. And so the basic gist of it is, I grabbed a bunch of families, and she's like, "Mommy, but you forgot the pink baby and you forgot the blue daddy and you forgot all these other things."
And she says, "They want to go." And I said, "Honey, no they don't want to go. This is the Middle Passage.
Nobody wants to go on the Middle Passage."
So she gave me a look that only a daughter of a game designer would give a mother, and as we're going across the ocean, following these rules, she realizes that she's rolling pretty high, and she says to me, "We're not going to make it."
And she realizes, you know, we don't have enough food, and so she asks what to do, and I say, "Well, we can either" -- Remember, she's seven -- "We can either put some people in the water or we can hope that they don't get sick and we make it to the other side."
And she -- just the look on her face came over and she said -- now mind you this is after a month of -- this is Black History Month, right?
After a month she says to me, "Did this really happen?"
And I said, "Yes." And so she said, "So, if I came out of the woods" â this is her brother and sister â "If I came out of the woods, Avalon and Donovan might be gone." "Yes."
"But I'd get to see them in America." "No."
"But what if I saw them? You know, couldn't we stay together?" "No."
"So Daddy could be gone." "Yes."
And she was fascinated by this, and she started to cry, and I started to cry, and her father started to cry, and now we're all crying. He didn't expect to come home from work to the Middle Passage, but there it goes. And so, we made this game, and she got it.
She got it because she spent time with these people.
It wasn't abstract stuff in a brochure or in a movie.
And so it was just an incredibly powerful experience.
This is the game, which I've ended up calling The New World, because I like the phrase.
to the people who were brought over on slave ships.
But when this happened, I saw the whole planet.
I was so excited. It was like, I'd been making games for 20-some years, and then I decided to do it again.
My history is Irish.
So this is a game called SÃochán Leat. It's "peace be with you."
It's the entire history of my family in a single game.
I made another game called Train.
I was making a series of six games that covered difficult topics, and if you're going to cover a difficult topic, this is one you need to cover, and I'll let you figure out what that's about on your own.
And I also made a game about the Trail of Tears.
This is a game with 50,000 individual pieces.
I was crazy when I decided to start it, but I'm in the middle of it now.
It's the same thing.
I'm hoping that I'll teach culture through these games.
And the one I'm working on right now, which is -- because I'm right in the middle of it, and these for some reason choke me up like crazy -- is a game called Mexican Kitchen Workers.
And originally it was a math problem more or less.
Like, here's the economics of illegal immigration.
And the more I learned about the Mexican culture -- my partner is Mexican â the more I learned that, you know, for all of us, food is a basic need, but, and it is obviously with Mexicans too, but it's much more than that.
It's an expression of love. It's an expression of â God, I'm totally choking up way more than I thought.
I'll look away from the picture.
It's an expression of beauty. It's how they say they love you.
It's how they say they care, and you can't hear somebody talk about their Mexican grandmother without saying "food" in the first sentence.
And so to me, this beautiful culture, this beautiful expression is something that I want to capture through games.
And so games, for a change, it changes how we see topics, it changes how our perceptions about those people in topics, and it changes ourselves.
We change as people through games, because we're involved, and we're playing, and we're learning as we do so. Thank you. | {
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Accompanied by Solomon, the main members including Suleyman and the engineers spread out the blueprint of the Accord Cannon on the desk of the development room. Thereafter began the discussion about its usage and mass production.
Quickly withdrawing herself from the tortuous discussion about state affairs, Mira started to look through various things lined up on some shelves. She couldnât recognize a single thing there, however.
ãNow, Thomas. Since we were able to safely activate the first stage, I hope there were no problems?ã
ãYes. We are capable of controlling the recoil now. I believe it will be able to deliver the minimal expected war results.ã
Solomon nodded with satisfaction at that confident answer of the lead engineer, Thomas.
ãBy the way, what are the plans in regard to mass production? With this much power, my Wesley family is more than willing to provide the investment.ã
Following him, the rest of the nobles expressed agreement.
With those words, Thomas presented one document on the table with a discouraged face. This document had detailed information about the ammunition and power source of the Accord Cannon.
ãJust as we have written here, one shot requires a single Refined Gem and two Magic Sealing Stones.ã
Following that, Thomas explained the principles of the Accord Cannon design.
In summary, the Refined Gem would serve as the ammunition and the Magic Sealing Stones as the power source of the ammunition.
The Refined Gem was an artificial material created through energy refining. It had the properties of gathering energy with extreme ease.
On the other hand, the Magic Sealing Stone was a generic term used for materials that contained a specific amount of magic power inside.
The Accord Cannon extracted power from these Magic Sealing Stones, amplified it and fired. The Refined Gem served to grant directionality for the power which was amplified to the limit. In other words, it was used as a lightning rod to gather all the power into a single point.
The Refined Gem pulled these raging energy towards itself until it reached the bursting point. At that point, all the energy stored within would be released all at once and soared forward. The bigger the Refined Gem was, the longer it took until it was destroyed, which consequently increased the shooting range.
And one more thing, to activate the Accord Cannon, another lightning-elemental Magic Sealing Stone was required. Basically, this cannon runs on electricity.
ãAnd thus, there is no problem in regards to mass production of the device if we have everyoneâs support, but these Refined Gems and Magic Sealing Stones are a problem.ã
After saying so, Thomas heaved a large sigh. The problem Thomas presented was the supply of Refined Gems and lightning-element Magic Sealing Stones.
There were several people with the required skills to produce Refined Gems in the Arkite Kingdom. Still, they were only capable of crafting middle-grade ones. The supply of Magic Sealing Stones was barely enough to operate the cannon too. However, even with such limits, the Accord Cannon was powerful enough to show such a great performance.
There would be no issues with mass production, however, as they could somehow manage the ammo supply. But it would only be enough to display the minimum capability of the Accord Cannon. Thomas, who devoted long years of his life to the development of the cannon, glared at the document with the frustration of being unable to allow his child to display its full potential.
ãThat can be resolved with this.ã
While Thomas made a clouded expression, Solomon joyfully placed some gems on the table, some of which were shining with a faint light.
ãThese are... Turquoise and Moonstone, I believe. And are those... Magic Sealing Stones? But, Your Majesty, I believe these arenât of too good quality, so how would they resolve the problem?ã
Turquoise and Moonstone. They were one of many gems born in nature that had the characteristics of easily gathering energy so they were used not only for decoration but also for many other things. As for the several faintly shining stones, they were gems that already had power dwelling inside them â Magic Sealing Stones.
The gems lined up by Solomon werenât that special â just common gems. Therefore, multiple people in this place were puzzled by Solomonâs words. However, everyone gathered had already had a chance to see him act suggestively like this multiple times, so they quietly waited for the explanation.
ãOkay, come this way~ã
ãWhat? What this time!?ã
A confused girlâs voice rang from a corner of the room. Everyone turned their eyes to her.
At that sight, Solomon quietly burst into laughter. The reason was that Mira was carried by Luminaria in her arms and struggled like a child to get free.
After she was placed down in front of the table, she pursed her lips and glared at Luminaria, but more importantly, she noticed everyoneâs gazes were concentrated on her.
ãSo, what is it this time?ã
ãSorry, but I have a request.ã
With a smile that didnât make him look sorry at all, Solomon took several gems from the table into his hands.
ãMira, can you turn these into Refined Gems?ã
On the hand he extended to Mira, there were two Turquoises and one Moonstone. Everyone in the surroundings poured their gaze at the hand.
Mira extended her hand to receive the gems, but her hands were already holding the awkward-looking model robots she picked up from the shelves. A blue robot in the right, a red one in the left. They were labeled as ãcombining robotsã and Luminaria grabbed her right in the midst of her attempts to combine them.
ã....ã
ãUmm... Iâll take this for now.ã
ã...Mm, please do so.ã
In the middle of unspeakable silence, Suleyman humbly offered a hand. Mira quietly answered and passed the awkward robots to him along with a clunky sound.
Once Mira received the gems with her now-free hands, Luminaria carried a large board over. She placed it on top of the table with the aid of some robed magicians.
ãA Refining Board huh?ã
After looking at the board with countless shapes and symbols drawn on it, Thomas said the boardâs name.
Refining Board was a magic tool used to refine items. Drawn on it were shapes signifying disassembly, combining, alteration, conversion, and compression, which together formed a circle.
ãAre you going to start refining now? Doesnât it take a while?ã Edward posed a question.
When one gets more experience in refining, they could make use of that experience and understanding to reduce the crafting time. However, even the best refiner in the Arkite Kingdom required minutes to make a single Refined Gem.
Other nobles and experts with the know-how of refining nodded to express their agreement with Edward.
ãWell, you will understand once you see it. All right, Mira. Do it please.ã
ãGood grief, and I was so close to find out how it worked.ã
Mira groaned a complaint and stood in front of the Refining Board. Reflected in the corner of her vision was Suleyman holding the two robots she passed to him. She was interested to find out how they combined, which was why she wanted to finish this quickly. Putting the gems on top of the Refining Board, she placed both hands in the designated locations.
After a moment, the circle started to glow. Precisely manipulating the way she poured magic power into the circle and the multiple shapes on the board, she disassembled the stones. Thereafter, she extracted just the main characteristic of these gems and compressed it to form a different material altogether.
Shortly after beginning, Mira removed her hands from the Refining Board.
ãAH! You shouldnât let go during...!ã
Thomas spoke in panic, but at the sight of a whirl of light flowing from the Refining Board, he stopped moving and gasped.
ãT- this is...ã
Once the light died down, a large transparent stone had replaced the multiple gems that were once on top of the Refining Board. Making an expression as if he saw something unbelievable, Thomas moved his head so close to the transparent stone that it nearly made contact.
ãA Refined Gem... Impossible... for one of such quality to be made that in such a short time...ã
It was no wonder Thomas was surprised. Mira made this Refined Gem in less than a minute.
ãI said sheâs Danbulfâs pupil, have I not. Mira has succeeded all of his abilities.ã
Solomon said while puffing up his chest as if it was his own accomplishment. Rather than succeeding it, Mira was Danbulf himself so it was natural that she could do it. However, since that was a secret, this was a good way to explain, as such Mira affirmed it instead of denying.
The ãRefiningã skill was personally developed by Danbulf. This skill was all about extracting, fusing, and affixing power. The skill made it possible to extract elemental power or stat boost from the gems and attach it to a piece of equipment to reinforce it or vice versa.
Each gem had its set capacity, but by combining several of them together, it was possible to make a Refined Gem like this. These Refined Gems were more valuable and useful due to the higher capacity of power they could hold. Mira could be called the pioneer of this technique despite her changed appearance. She had more experience and understanding of the process than anyone and it led to higher efficiency, proportionally reducing the required time.
ãI did hear that the Refining techniques were created by Lord Danbulf, but I did not think that even his pupil would be this skilled.ã
Thomas moved his gaze from the Refined Gem to Mira. The girl within his sight might have been the person capable of allowing the Accord Cannon to utilize its full potential. When Thomas realized that, a feeling similar to excitement arose from the bottom of his heart and filled his body.
ãThen Mira, while youâre still at it, can you fuse these with the Refined Gem?ã
Solomon gave three Magic Sealing Stones to Mira, at which she answered with ãMm-hmã and placed those stones at the designated spot before she started to refine again.
This time as well, it did not take even a minute for the power of the three Magic Sealing Stones to be extracted and poured into a newly-made Magic Sealing Stone. Refining was capable of affixing power like this into the Refined Stone to create an even bigger Magic Sealing Stone.
ãYes, thank you.ã
Solomon delightfully nodded, taking the newly created Magic Sealing Stone. After the refining, the stone was shining with new strength and clearly contained considerable power.
ãI believe she should be able to solve all our issues with the the Refined Gems and Magic Sealing Stones.ã
With those words, Solomon gave the Magic Sealing Stone to Thomas.
ãYes, of course, this should be enough.ã
Thomas answered with a smile, cautiously holding the gem on his palm.
While everybody started to discuss about the military use of the Accord Cannon, Mira grabbed the robots from the table and began to play with them at the corner of the room. Seeing that, a man in a robe came to her.
ãLittle Mira, canât you please make some time for me?ã
ãIâm busy now so come later.ã
Mira answered while gazing at the joints of the robots with passion. The man in the robe, with a slightly troubled face, leaned over her and pleaded ãCan you please work something out?ã
After a sigh Mira turned to this man. He was a handsome young man in a black and blue robe. He had shiny gold hair dropping to his shoulders and a good-looking face. Moreover, Mira recognized that face.
ãCreos?ã
ãOh, you know me?ã
Of course, that was his first meeting with Mira.
Creos was a half-light spirit and half-elf attendant of the Tower of Summoning. Due to a special ability of the light spirits, he eliminated the need to think about light even in dark dungeons. For that reason, he was often dragged along by Danbulf.
ãThatâs right. I happened to hear about you from my teacher.ã
She knew him by face but because she let it slip without any consideration, Mira chose a simple excuse. Creos answered with a pleased face,ãSo that is why you know me.ã
ãThen, once again. I am Creos, the vice-elder of the Tower of Summoning.ã
ãIâm Mira.ã
They exchanged simple greetings. Right after that, Mira recalled one word Creos had said.
ãSpeaking about that, I heard from Graia that after the Elders disappeared, the vice-elders took over the work instead. Looks like you were one of them.ã
ãWell, it was almost forced on me. I was recommended because I was with Danbulf for the longest of time. Honestly, the rest of the vice-elders were in a similar situation.ã
ãSo thatâs how it went.ã
Mira remembered that she dragged Creos along due to his utility. But she also understood that it was a good decision to choose him. Even if they were judging by strength, Creos, who constantly accompanied her in all those dangerous fields, was probably the strongest attendant in the Tower of Summoning.
It should be the same for the rest of the vice-elders. If one kept getting dragged through the highest level fields, they would become stronger no matter whether they like it or not.
ãBy the way, is it fine for you to not take part in this discussion? It should be an important weapon, right?ã
Saying that, Mira pointed with her eyes at Solomonâs group having a discussion at the table.
ãIt should be fine. After all, as vice-elders, we came here just to look at the performance.ã
ãBy âweâ, do you mean that all the others are vice-elders too?ã
Mira looked again at the figures of the magicians near the wall. Just like Creos, they were without any particular interest and were busy with their own things.
ãThe important discussion has already concluded and they are already discussing the mass production of the weapon. That is the domain of King Solomon and the nobles.ã
ãThatâs why you came to talk with me?ã
Saying that, Mira returned her eyes to the robots in her hands and resumed trying to rotate and bend the parts to find the place to combine them.
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Unlike Nicole, who had some of the boyish crudeness still remaining, Haumea was giving off a refined aura. And at the same time, she still had a playful side to her.
He also discovered her childish side during their meal, and she also showed him a defenseless side, as if she was a male friend.
She was a mysterious woman, he couldnât grasp her personality at all. And before he knew it, he was completely head over heels for her.
And when he received a letter of appointment from her through Maxwell, he accepted it without hesitation. He was so happy that she contacted him that it surprised even himself.
After he had returned to his lodging house, he started talking about her to his only roommate that was Priscilla, which got him fed up look from her.
Of course, Elliot knew full well that he wouldnât have been allowed to live on his own. As the minimum compromise, he was allowed to live here along with her, while his other guards settled in the neighboring houses.
So he was making merry so much that it was irritating to even look at, and when the day of the appointment finally came, he planned to rush out of the house a few hours before the designated time.
Naturally, Priscilla restrained him until there was only one hour left, then he was eventually let go of.
Being extremely happy, he decided to get to the appointed location as fast as possible, and chose the back alley that was the best shortcut.
Priscilla had made it clear that it was a dangerous road to take, but at that moment, he had abandoned all his sense of crisis.
Then, just before he reached the main street, he was met with the enemy assault.
They looked like Adventurers, but they had no ID cards on their necks, so they were clearly not a normal bunch.
There were five of them in total. And they suddenly surrounded him. Priscilla immediately got in front of him and tried to intercept them. Without a single word, the curtains opened to the battle.
Priscilla fought hard. You could even say she did her best trying to fend off five enemies on her own. But alas, fighting five against one while guarding Elliot was a hopeless battle.
Elliot, of course, tried his best to resist, but he was far too outnumbered. He was punched in the face, and his consciousness drifted off into the dark.
In his darkening view, he saw Priscilla slowly crawling toward the main street. Was it to call help, or was it to save herself? He did not know, but he prayed for her safety until finally, his consciousness was cut.
The next time he woke up, the carriage had already stopped. All the jolting had woken him up, and he finally understood the circumstances he was in.
As the men dragged him into the unfamiliar mansion, he proceeded to rub his face on the wall to leave the blood marks behind. He hoped that it would help the rescue find him faster.
Since he was shouldered and carried off, his head ended up at a relatively lower height, so the bloodstains were left on the lower part of the wall. But that was a blessing in disguise, as it allowed him to leave the stains without them catching sight of it.
He was carried off into the basement... and now, there was a man sitting in front of him. Two adventurers stood nearby. Other than them, there was also a noble-looking man in luxurious clothes. Four people, in total.
The man in front was wearing a mask and hiding his identity.
âIt is my honor to meet you, Your Highness Elliot. I am Metos Suria Tarkashire. The lord of the Suria domain of the former Gritnir Kingdom.â
â...Yeah, I know you.â
Elliot had an inkling of that name. Suria domain was adjacent to the Stolla domain of Raum. Count Tarkashire who governed it was a distant relative of the former Gritnir royal family. One of the nobles that were against enthroning Elliot.
âDo you plan to kill me and ascend to the throne?â
âI would never! I am fully aware of my own unifying power.â
He spread his hands and sighed theatrically in disappointment.
âIf I cause a civil war, I have no chance of overturning you.â
âThen how about you let me go? If you do it now, Iâll at least give you a light sentence.â
âOh, no no, we canât have that. Even if itâs impossible for me, my son is quite something. It makes me want to entrust the future of the United Kingdom to him.â
âAnd how is that connected to this violence?â
At Elliotâs question, Tarkashire leaned forward on the desk. Elliotâs hands were free, but his legs were in fetters. It was impossible to escape the way he was.
Even if he were to attempt taking Tarkashire hostage, there was nothing he could use as a weapon nearby.
âIt is a saddening fact, but your highness has no heir now. That means the next ruler is yet to be decided. If possible, I would like for my son to take that place.â
Elliot spat out the words of denial at him. The royal palace had the right to designate a successor to the throne. But there also existed Heroes that held enough reputation to step over those very rights.
If you asked whether Elliot could decide on his successor, the answer would be a no.
âHere are the testament documents. Of course, they are official documents, so no one would doubt them.â
âA testament...?â
In other words, Tarkashire planned to have Elliot write his testament to have his son succeed him, and then kill him. A testament held the biggest wishes of the deceased, as such they held strong compelling force in them.
Even Lyell and others would find it difficult to disregard it.
âMy friend Count Serwaâs son also goes to that academy. It wouldnât be strange if you became acquainted with my son through him, would it? All you have to do is sign here.â
âAnd you think I will?â
âAh, thatâs right. The guard that was protecting you could still be saved, you see.â
Tarkashire suddenly changed the topic. He was saying, if you wish to save Priscilla, then sign this document.
Priscilla was like a little sister to Elliot. They were childhood friends, and she stuck with him everywhere and protected him all the time since their youth.
That fact was known to many in the United Kingdom.
For Tarkashireâs son to take the throne, he needed two things â the testament and confirmation of Elliotâs death. As long as he did not sign the document, his life was guaranteed.
Putting it differently, only his life was guaranteed. Once he signed, he would be killed too, and it would be publicly announced.
He had to buy time or he would die. But if he did that, Priscilla would die too. Those choices were at odds in his mind.
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I wouldnât say that capital punishment was the best way to go.
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I once read in a book that there were no terrorists in Duelkis, but they were said to exist in other countries. I wasnât sure if that was true or not.
âWe were dealing with just a few students, but this is about to turn into a ridiculous incident, isnât it?â
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âBeing âJust a studentâ is the scariest part. Theyâre so weirdly motivated.â
That may indeed be the case. It was a time when they were learning a lot of new things.
Curtis looked at Duke with concern.
âIs it possible to add new laws?â
âItâs not impossible, but it would be difficult from a studentâs point of view.â
âLetâs take advantage of the princeâs position!â
Mel seemed to be enjoying herself, as if she thought it was someone elseâs business. Rummaging around, she pulled a candy stick out of her pocket and started licking it. The sweet smell of strawberries wafted through the air.
...Youâre a free-spirited person, arenât you?
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Duke stared at Mel as if putting pressure on her.
âIâm serious. I hope Liz will make a speech and stop the commotion, but we canât balance the situation without Aliali here. What happened in this classroom this time is truly revolting.â
Mel rolled a candy ball in her mouth gently. She had been cheerfully talking the whole time, but for the first time, she revealed her anger.
A student was almost killed. Mel would understand the seriousness of this incident with the stones.
â...I think we should give Emma a break, for now, right?â
Curtis firmly supported Emmaâs back and the backs of her legs, which were lying on the teaching table, and held her up with both hands.
I could see why Curtis was so popular with the girls, as he said, âIâll take care of the rest,â and walked out of the classroom.
âI think I agree with Mel...â
Liz muttered quietly. And then said in a firm voice that a new law should be created.
I was still not completely convinced by Melâs suggestion, but I couldnât really say anything.
This should have solved the problem, but I felt like I was missing something...
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Ramallah â 18 August 2004
In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.
Verily We have granted
That God may forgive thee
Fulfil His favour to thee;
And guide thee
And that God may help
Sadaga Allahu Al â Azim
Brother Speaker of the PLC,
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Dear guests,
Excellencies, ambassadors and consul generals,
At the start of our session today, allow me to convey my greetings,
westeem and love to all our heroic prisoners and detainees in the Israeli prisons and detection centers, whether they be Palestinian or Arab cadres, militants or leaders.
I would like to say to the noble knights of our brave people, in whose patience and steadfastness we are proud,
The prisons of Abu Gareib are an example for that, as if they have moved from there to here.
I would like to say to these prisoners going on a hunger-strike:
your people and your Arab nation are with you.
All honorable and freedom-loving people around the world are with you.
Your liberation stands at the top of our priorities and duties.
The Palestinian leadership and all the national factions and forces have decided to participate today with you in the hunger strike and in the mass-popular actions taking place at home and in the diaspora.
The leadership has also decided to act on the Arab and international levels to confront and deal with the sufferings you are subjected to in your jails and prisons in order to set you free, God be willing.
The action on the Arab and international levels has already started on your behalf.
We have formed a leadership sub-committee for this purpose.
With Godâs help, we will be together side by side, in Holy Jerusalem, Al-Quds Ash-Sharif.
Here, I would like to ask for your collective agreement to deduct one dayâs work from all working-people to our beloved ones in their prisons and detention camps.
This stand requires us to draw lessons so that we would be able to apply them in the best Palestinian national interest.
The vitality of our great Palestinian people and the tradition of our long national march, [including a long list of victories that we have achieved], are a great source of experience and determination for us to continue the march in a strong, resolute, determined and faithful manner in every stage and in front of every challenge.
Ours is a besieged people.
Its leadership is besieged.
But we hold firmly to our national rights and aims.
It is a wounded people, full of confidence, hope and belief in their cause.
It is a people that are subjected to this ongoing racist and brutal aggression.
But, it is a people that continues to carve the miracle of survival, steadfastness, heroism and creatively because âIn this land are a people of exceeding strength,â and âthey are steadfast until the Day of Judgment.â
Sisters and brothers,
Since the first day of the establishment of the PNA, we have affirmed and propagated during the presidentional and legislative election campaign that,
ahead of us, lays the achievement of a national working programme
that has two national tasks.
The first historic task was to put an end to the oppressive occupation of our land and Christian and Islamic holy places, and the establishment of the independent State of Palestine, with Holy Jerusalem as its capital.
The second was the establishment of the PNA as a basis and foundation stone for building our esteemed independent state.
As to the first task, we had all the time affirmed the following important and basic points:-
1- The aims of the Palestinian people, as defined by the institutions of the Palestine Liberation Organization (PLO), are determined by putting an end to the Israeli occupation;
the establishment of the independent state of Palestine, with Holy Jerusalem as its capital, on all the territories occupied in 1967;
[we have made these decisions in 1988, at the PNC session held in Algiers, and in 1973 at the PNC session held in Cairo];
the protection of our Christian and Islamic holy places on this sacred and blessed land, especially confronting the threats directed against the Holy Al Aqsa Mosque by the Zionist extremists;
and by solving the issue of the Palestinian refugees in accordance with the UN resolutions.
[At Camp David we have agreed to start with my brothers and sisters, the refugees in Lebanon.
The issue of the displaced persons, as you know, is being dealt with by an Egyptian, Jordanian, Israeli and Palestinian quadruple committee.
A large number of them came back.
2- The road to peace represents to our people a strategic choice, since we have adopted the political programme of the PLO at the Palestine National Council session in Algiers in 1988.
We are committed to the choice of negotiations to solve the conflict, as was determined by the peace agreements that started in Madrid, Washington and Oslo, which we have signed with the Government of Israel in 1993 at the White House, under the auspices of President Clinton, and with our late partner, Yitzhak Rabin, and which we have followed up in Cairo and, here, at home.
3- At the time in which we have made courageously the choice of historic reconciliation in the interest of peace we have affirmed that we are struggling to establish the independent state of Palestine, side by side with Israel,
and we have warned, from day one, against the consequences of any Israeli practices,
especially in the field of settlement, to undermine the possibility of establishing our state.
I would like to remind you of one of the agreements I made with my late partner Yitzhak Rabin
in which he said
no new settlements,
no new house to be added to any settlement,
the fence of any settlement will be 50 meters far from the last house.
These settlements were supposed to be removed around 1998.
Yet yesterday they announced that they are building 1115 new housing units.
We have entered, over the last years, the marathon of unending negotiations, with the Israeli side, especially with its peace force.
We had to bear the ramifications of changes in the (Israeli) governments and ideologies.
But, while we have clung, over the years, strongly to our rights, we were careful to support the choice of negotiations, and the peace of the brave.
We raised the motto of demanding the implementation of the signed agreements and dues due on each party.
This we have done even in the darkest and most difficult circumstances, we have underlined, constantly, the role of the international community and the sponsors of the peace process.
We have always affirmed that peace is not only in the Palestinian and Israeli interests but also it is in the interest of the whole region and of all countries the world over.
During all these years we have knocked at all doors.
We have sought every possible glimpse of hope.
We have studied and considered every possible proposal or initiative or project or plan.
We have dealt with them with open mind taking as our guide the highest national interest of our people and the pan-Arab interest of our nation.
Testimonies have been made, over the last years, by international, US and Israeli previous and incumbent officials
that testify that we did not squander any real opportunity that came in sight to us to make peace and to realize the hopes of our people in establishing just permanent and comprehensive peace in the whole region.
Yet, on the other side, the basic slogan of the Government of Israel, especially the incumbent one was:
there are no sacred dates
and priority goes to Israeli security.
The assassination, at the hands of extremist Jewish elements, of our partner, Yitzhak Rabin, was the beginning of a fundamental upheaval, a coup dâetate, at the Israeli political theater.
The Government of Israel started to disavow the essence of the peace process and the partnership between us to make peace,
the peace of the brave, the peace whose aim was to establish the state of Palestine, side by side, with Israel in order to make a new future for us, for them and for all the peoples of the region and the world over.
The most explicit embodiment of the attempts to destroy the peace process is the ongoing campaign of settlement of our land.
This reached its apex with the project of building the wall of racial discrimination, called also the Berlin Wall,
which confiscates 58% of our lands, including Holy Jerusalem, and annexes them to Israel.
This aims at fragmenting the Palestinian geographic and demographic unity,
turning our people into refugees, and putting the remaining Palestinians under siege and in cantons and prisons surrounded by settlements and walls that destroy any opportunity to establish the state of Palestine.
As our people rose up against the campaign of colonial settlement, the confiscation of land and against the aggression on the Holy Al Aqsa Mosque and against the current grave threats that it is exposed to, [as has been declared by the Israeli minister of internal security and not by me], Israel continued its plan of total war against our Palestinian people, their Authority, land and Christian and Islamic holy places.
The reoccupation of the West Bank and parts of the Gaza Strip was the climax of this war, aimed at the destruction of our PNA, in the hope of liquidating the national aims and rights of our people.
Israel rejected all Arab and international solutions and efforts at Camp David, Sharm Esh-Sheikh, Paris, Taba, the George Tenet-Understandings, the Mitchell Report, the efforts of the Quartet and the Road Map,
which we accepted and which the Arab countries accepted at the Arab summit meetings, and on which Israel put more reservations than the text of the Road Map itself.
Israel continued its shelling, incursions, penetrations, assassinations and detentions;
it continued to tighten the siege and check-points and continued to destroy the infra-structures that we have built.
Israel targeted our fields, farms and our factories by waging a black campaign to destroy the achievements of our Palestinian people and to drive them into poverty and hunger.
Israel continued to destroy our towns, cities, refugee-camps and villages,
like Jenin, Nablus and its old city;
Beit Hanoun, Rafah, Qalquilia and Tulkarem;
and like Hebron especially what happened at the Holy Al Ibrahimi Mosque and the destruction of the historic and ancient houses of the cityâs âChristian Valley,â in order to make the settlement of Kreat Arba' part of the Ibrahimi Mosque, and as also happened at our refugee camps in the West Bank and the Gaza Strip and other towns and villages.
By so doing, Israel hopes to undermine our eternal bond with our sacred land.
It, furthermore, targeted, in a black campaign, our Christian and Islamic holy places.
It was bent on causing harm to our old cities, with all the meaning these carry in terms of their genuine history, features of civilization, and human creativity, as we can see that in Nablus, Hebron and Bethlehem.
It closed the religious road that connects the Church of the Nativity (in Bethlehem) and the Church of the Holy Sepulcher in Jerusalem with this wall of racism.
It used internationally prohibited weapons,
like depleted uranium as was testified by an American and a Dutch report, thus increasing the level of cancerous deceases and the infertility rates,
and like using the internationally prohibited dumdum with which they shot Nabil Amre.
All this happens daily, indeed every minute.
Our people pay the price in thousands of martyrs and injured people who fall on the streets, inside their safe homes and at Israeli check-points.
This is a reality that the whole world follows and sees on TV screens and through the delegations of the peace forces the world over, and the other official delegations.
The Israeli aggressive campaign concentrated on destroying the centers and headquarters of our security forces and apparatus, as well as our ministries and institutions and on tightening the strangulating siege to stop work at all our executive, legislative and judicial institutions.
The aim of the Israeli occupation was, and still is, to undermine, indeed, destroy, the PNA and to create a state of vacuum
in order to claim âthere is no Palestinian partner,â and to attempt to make the Zionist schemes pass which aim at undermining our peopleâs firm rights in their sacred land.
They claim there is no Palestinian partner.
But who signed the Wye River agreement with us?
It is Netenyahu and Sharon themselves.
Who signed the Paris,
Washington
and Oslo agreements?
Cannot they see a partner?
Or do they only see phantoms?
All this was accompanied by an outrageous campaign to defame our national struggle, to harm its guiding principles and humanist aims, in an attempt to link it to terrorism.
We were the first to condemn the barbaric attacks that were carried out in New York and Washington in 2001.
We have clearly warned any party, against any attempt to take the Palestinian cause as a pretext, or to hide behind the generous Islamic religion in carrying out these deeds which we strongly reject and vehemently condemn.
This we do, on the basis of our heritage, principles and values, because we are the victims of the Israeli state terror and the terror of the Zionist extremists their in.
we have continuously affirmed the organic bond between our peopleâs struggle and their aspiration to freedom and peace.
Surly, the ruling of the International Court of Justice, at the Hague, on the issue of the wall of racial discrimination, as well as the sweeping vote at the UN General Assembly in support of the ruling of the ICJ have confirmed, in an unswerving manner, that the world was not deceived by the Israeli campaign.
The highest international judicial court, and the highest international forum have unmasked the true picture which the Israeli governments attempted to cover, namely that there is an expansionist Israeli occupation which has to be ended, so that the Palestinian people recover their legitimates rights, their freedom and establish their independent state, like all other peoples the world over.
We are now the only people under occupation in the world.
Sisters and brothers,
Despite all that happened, and is still happening, despite the ongoing aggression, despite the siege that our people, and we, are living through and feel in this Muqataâah, which has been destroyed more than once, despite all that, I would like to assure you once again,
that our adherence to our rights will be unswerving, that our belief in the choice of peace with Israel exists and is still strong as well as with the Israeli peace forces.
In this regard, and in front of you, dear sisters and brothers, members of the PLC, and before the whole world, I would like to reiterate, once again,
that the Palestinian people, who are waging a struggle to get rid of the last remnants of occupation the world over, are determined to march on the road of peace in order to get their freedom, to end occupation and to build the independent state of Palestine, with Holy Jerusalem as its capital.
On behalf of the Palestinian leadership and people, I would like to confirm, once more, our holding tight to the choice of peace.
I would like to confirm our call for the implementation of the signed agreements, the last of which was the Road Map,
I would like to confirm as well our holding to the vision of US Preside George W. Bush and to the Arab peace initiative which was adopted at the Beirut Summit and reaffirmed at the Tunis Summit on realizing a negotiated settlement to the conflict that implements the decisions and resolutions of international legality.
I would like to confirm here, once again,
the firm Palestinian position of condemning and rejecting all operations that target civilians, Palestinians and Israelis.
It is a rejection that stems from our convictions, values, principles, heritage and the highest interests of our people.
We have repeatedly warned that these operations present Israel with a pretext to escalate its aggression against our people and provide it with weapons to be used politically and on the information level in its attempt to defame our national struggle and our aim of establishing our independent state.
In confronting the construction of the wall of racial discrimination, our people have made a model for the courageous peopleâs resistance which gained the support and sympathy of the world.
It is a model that has to be consolidated in order to melt all the energies of our people in the melting pot of national struggle.
From here, I send an appeal to the government of Israel and say:
It is enough.
Let us give peace a chance.
Let us return, forthwith, to the negotiating table,
to implement the agreements and arrive at a final settlement.
I say to our Israeli neighbors:
the Palestinian people, who hold firmly to their right, hold firmly, as well, to peace.
Let us immediately stop the flow of blood and destruction.
Let us work together for a peace that provides security, stability and prosperity for our future generations and for the whole region.
From here, I appeal, as well, to the parties of the Quartet, to act in order to stop the Israeli aggression and occupation against our people and to begin the implementation of the Road Map in order to make available the appropriate climate for the immediate resumption of the peace negotiations in the region.
I would like here to point out the reports on the plans of the Israeli government to withdraw from the Gaza Strip.
We see that Israel is practicing on the ground a comprehensive campaign of destruction that is in contradiction to its purported intents.
Yet, we would like to confirm the readiness of the PNA to extend Palestinian national sovereignty, and to bear full responsibilities on any piece of land from which the Israeli occupation withdraws.
We believe that any withdrawal from the Gaza Strip has to be parallel to other withdrawals in the West Bank in a way that maintains the geographic contiguity and the demographic and political unity of the two wings of our homeland.
This withdrawal should also be total and comprehensive in the Gaza Strip and be a part of the implementation of the Road Map, so as to realize the withdrawal from all the Palestinian Territory occupied in 1967 and to establish the state of Palestine to the side of Israel.
In this regard, I would like to express our appreciation of the position and efforts made by the blessed President, Husni Mubarak, and our other brothers in the Arab Republic of Egypt,
who did not stop making for one moment, true efforts in support of our people and the revival of the peace process.
We have responded positively to all their opinions and efforts.
I would like here, as well, to make note of the positions of the Arab counties, especially our brothers in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia,
who persevered in their support of our cause and in providing our people with financial support, our people who are living through very difficult times.
I would like, as well, to appreciate the positions of the brothers in Tunisia, Jordan, Syria and the other Arab brothers from Yemen and the Sudan in the south to Oman and the Iraq to the east.
I would like, also, to take note of the positions of Latin America, Japan, China, the Islamic, African and Nor-Aligned Movement summits.
We also appreciate the positions of Europe, Russia and the UN, as well as, the determination of President Bush to establish the State of Palestine, side by side with Israel.
Sisters and brothers,
Let us move to talk about the other part of the National Working Program which our people and institutions have taken upon themselves to realize since the establishment of the PNA, ten years ago.
We would say that the target was, and still is, to put the appropriate structure for building a state that can provide a progressive model
that befits the capabilities of our people and their abilities, aspirations, hopes and sacrifices.
Our target was, and still is, to realize the dreams that we were building upon, when we were in the diaspora and in the homeland, during the years of revolution and national resistance to occupation.
It is the dream of resurrecting Palestine into a state that can take pride in its progress, the creativity of its people, and its democracy so as to be a minerate that makes sure that our people and Arab Nation will continue their civilizational contributions in the march of the region and the whole world.
This task was intervening with and affecting the first i.e the previous, task.
The policies of the Israeli occupation, the siege and destruction reflected negatively, and in a destructive manner, on all our efforts.
Despite the hindrances, obstacles and pre-conditions, we started, upon the establishment of the PNA, from zero a comprehensive process of onstruction of a homeland ravaged by the occupation into waste, destruction, confiscation and building of colonial settlements and with all kinds of racism.
Over the last years, we started construction, and we started to remove the rubble.
We started re-construction.
The achievements made on the level of building schools and developing education;
and on the health level in terms of building new hospitals, developing the old ones, modernizing their equipment and opening dozens of new clinics in the various regions;
and on the level of infrastructure in terms of opening and asphalting roads, building networks of water and waste water, the housing projects, and the industrial zones
are examples on the capability of our people and institutions and the work they have achieved.
We adopted the open-doors-policy vis-à-vis the role of the private sector.
We used to start from the point where the others ended.
This has strengthened the role of the private sector, the greatest generator of our economy.
[Our people come from as far as Chile, Australia and from other places to participate in the construction process].
The private sector is the basic partner in the largest economic sectors such as communications and electricity.
It is the one that put the nucleus for the big projects such as the Gaza sea-port and air-port, which started to function, as you might remember, years ago.
We provided all the conditions for the development and growth of the national industries.
We witnessed great leaps in the sectors of construction and tourism especially during our celebrations in Bethlehem in 2000 of the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ, peace upon him.
[In these celebrations 28 heads of state and government participated.
We were able to bring together for the first time the 13 churches.
This was a historic achievement.]
Our economy made new indexes of growth.
Many of these achievements have become, since many years, targets for Israeli cannons and Israeli air planes rockets, thus inflicting upon most of them total destruction.
Sisters and brothers,
The chain of Israeli aggressions targeted the destruction of the PNA by laying siege to and by destroying the headquarters.
The re-occupation of the West Bank and the continued incursions into the Gaza Strip have generated a security vacuum in many areas as a result of forbidding our forces and apparatus from carrying out their duties and as a result of the havoc caused to these forces and apparatus by destroying their headquarters, facilities and vehicles.
This vacuum that the occupiers wanted to create in order to implement their schemes, contributed to the creation of a state of security chaos which jeopardized the security of the Palestinian citizen, as well as to the absence of the rule of law.
The big and fundamental responsibility that the occupation bears for creating this situation, should not make us forget to do what is possible and available in order to put an end to this situation and to stop any transgressions that affect the citizen and the institutions.
All lawless practices have to stop
because they give the Israeli government the pretext to expand the scope of its aggression and to cause more harm and destruction to the property of the Palestinian citizens.
All have to abide by the national decision and by the highest national interest, as defined by the bodies and institutions of the PLO and the PNA.
Sisters and brothers,
Sons and daughters of our heroic and steadfast people,
When we point out to the achievements made during the march of the PNA;
when we underline the obstructionist and destructive role played by the Israeli occupation;
when we point out the mistakes that usually accompany the initial phases and the beginnings of construction;
we have to talk frankly to our people and have to be faithful with ourselves when we point out to the sources of mistakes and shortcomings in our performance especially in the wake of the programmed Israeli occupation, building colonial settlements and destruction, including sequestering revenues from our taxes for more than 40 months.
[We are talking here of billions of dollars.
Average monthly income of the frozen revenues from taxes by Israel is US$ 70 million.
The agreement stipulates that the Israelis take 3% service tax and transfer to us 97%.
So you can calculate the result now].
Despite all of that we have to hurry to rectify, straighten out and correct these failings and shortcomings.
Yes, these were wrong and detested practices made by some institutions.
Some people have misused their positions and were unfaithful in their jobs.
The process of building up the institutions was not followed up as should be.
Not enough effort was exerted into furthering the rule of law and the activation of the judicial system and into consecrating the principle of accountability.
We started now to deal with all these shortcomings.
You remember that I talked to you in June 2002 when we launched our programme of reforms as a Palestinian national task originating out of the needs of our people.
In your august PLC, you adopted a detailed document detailing the aspired reforms
for which the consecutive governments worked and implemented many of its points.
When we review the steps made over the last two years, we are content to mention the testimonies of the World Bank, the International Monetary Fund (IMF) and the Donor Community.
All of them praised the achievements on the financial reform.
They considered the administration of finance and the management of the budget and public funds in our country to be among the best in the region.
These steps, made by my brother Dr. Salam Fayyad, to rectify many issues and to consolidate sound rules make us proud in our transparency and the efficiency in the management of public funds in our country.
Here, I would like to point out to the magnificent work done, on the level of learning and education, under Dr. Naâem Abu Humus and his brothers in the Ministry,
in the schools and universities of which we can pride ourselves in the whole region, as well as in other fields despite our difficult circumstances and the challenges that we face, especially from this racist and oppressive occupation.
On another level, the creation of the post of prime minister, when I asked my brother and comrade-in-arms Abu Mazen
-- [those who meet him can bring him my greetings]
-- to form the government last year, was a sign of the natural growth of our nascent democratic system that is targeted and under siege.
It is a sign that underlines the separation of powers and strengthens the dynamism of institutional action.
Yet, what has been achieved is not enough.
Ahead of us there is a lot of work to do.
Therefore, I would like, officially, to call upon you to launch together today a workshop for comprehensive reforms, a workshop that engulfs all aspects of work of our Authority, a workshop that seeks, through a thorough programme of action, to achieve all that can be achieved under continued occupation, siege and aggression.
The comprehensive workshop of reform is based on the following three axes:
First: On the political level
During the march of the Palestinian revolution in the diaspora we raised the slogan of âdemocracy in the jungle of guns.â
We built representative institutions, in which the Palestinian national decision-making was made with the participation of all factions and currents under the umbrella of the PLO.
When we established the PNA, we were not content with revolutionary legality, given to us by the institutions of the PLO.
We were determined to achieve popular legality by going to the election boxes in order to consecrate the principles of elections, democracy and the alteration of authority.
We are proud of that.
Over the territory of our national homeland, as we are building our national entity, we have to renew our political system on the basis of democracy that ensures political pluralism in all our Palestinian organizations, freedom of expression and freedom of political activity within the bounds of law.
This makes it essential for us to legislate some necessary laws in this regard, and to monitor the performance in order to ensure democratic development in our country.
The pillar in all this is to consecrate the principle of elections.
The PNA has acted to provide the requirements for holding the presidential, legislative and local elections
(which were supposed to take place on 20 January 2003.
They were supposed to have taken place already in 1999 under the state of Palestine as I have agreed with my late partner Yitzhak Rabin).
It is very clear that the Israeli occupation wants, by its incursions, aggressions and penetrations, to put obstacles in the face of carrying out these elections.
All this should not frustrate our determination.
On the contrary, we have to continue doing what should be done to hold these elections on all the presidential, legislative, administrative and organizational levels.
We have to increase our contacts with the effective international parties so as to force Israel, to make space for our people to make their say as was done in the previous elections.
We have to start with the local elections (Mr. Jamal Shobaki, minister of local government) whose requirements have been made.
All federations, societies and civil unions should activate themselves and hold their elections.
Do not persecute the Palestinian woman.
Don't give here a quota.
Give women their rights.
Women form 54% of the population.
Women have their place at the PNC.
They have to be well placed in all our institutions.
We are struggling to hold elections on all levels
in order to deepen democratic practices and to open the space for our people to raise their voice, to elect their representatives, to give their vote of confidence to the programs they support and to open the doors wide for the young generations to seize the opportunity to serve our people.
In this regard, I appeal to all forces, factions and currents, to engage themselves in this process.
The doors are open for them for political, popular and organizational work without any conditions except those put by law,
and made within the framework of the oneness of authority and of respecting the PNA and its commitments and out of the concern to formulate a national consensus that protects the highest national interests of our people as defined by the institutions of the PLO and the PNA.
As all know, we have made a good start with all the national forces and factions and with those in the diaspora.
We have all to be careful not to provide the Israelis with any pretexts to continue their aggression.
We have to care to present a positive human image of our peoplesâ struggle and resistance to achieve their rights.
In this regard we have to effectively continue this march with all the Palestinian factions in order to strengthen national unity to face the challenges.
We thank all the Arab efforts that are with us in this field.
Second: On the level of security and the rule of law
We all understand that it is impossible to realize total security in the wake of the ongoing Israeli occupation and aggression, especially that the Israelis continue to put obstacles of various forms and shapes to forbid us to achieve that security.
This, however, should not deter as from exerting our energies and efforts to provide our people with the highest level of security.
The national security council and the council of ministers adopted recently a security plan that started to establish these security apparatus, especially in the police force.
We are seeking to provide them with all the requirements for success.
We have made some contacts in this regard under the auspices of the Quartet.
The Minister of the Interior has made a series of transfers and appointments in the leadership of the police force.
I call upon you to legislate all the necessary laws to ensure an effective and a disciplined performance in the work of the security apparatus,
so that these can carry out their role in reinstating the prestige of the PNA, in implementing the law and in protecting the security of the citizen from all parties.
The decision to unify the security apparatus, their reorganization and retraining aims at preparing them to carry out their duties in putting an end to the security chaos and in providing security to the citizens in their daily life.
We have all to move together to correct and rectify any wrong doing.
There can be no overlooking in matters that jeopardize the security of the citizen and his basic rights, or in the exploitation of position.
There will be no leniency with breaking the law, or with threatening the security of citizens or with any attack at their property or at state property and with all armed manifestations and other practices that break the law.
In this regard, all recommendations made by the Legislative Council should be taken into consideration.
In this respect also, we have always to concentrate on strengthening the rule of law.
It is the fundamental pillar for work in this regard.
Over the last two years, we have made steps to reform the judicial apparatus and the courts with the aim of strengthening their independence and capabilities.
Ahead of us lie many steps to be taken that need to be consolidated and carried out so as to make the citizen feel the existence of a security umbrella provided by law that is applicable to all, starting with the President of the PNA and down to any citizen.
No one is above the law which should be carried out and protected by our security apparatus only.
Dear brother Abu Alaâa, I assure you of my total support,
and that of our people and of all of our official institutions, for the work of your government in this regard.
Third: On the level of Administrative and Financial Reform
The achievements made on this level, over the last years, provide a firm base to achieve more in order to realize the highest degrees of transparency, control and accountability as well as the reevaluation of the cadres in our ministries and institutions with the aim of development and the achievement of the principle of equal opportunities and justice.
In this regard, I urge your esteemed Council, to complete all the laws necessary for financial and administrative control, unlawful profitâmaking, retirement law and any other laws that, you feel, will provide legal frameworks necessary in that regard.
I assure you of total cooperation with your Council.
Any one who wants to hold me accountable and discuss this on a bilateral level, or in a commission or in such a meeting like this will find me ready for that.
I would like, as well, to reaffirm the necessity to follow up any issues pertaining to administrative or financial practices of wrong doing.
These should be immediately transferred to the attorney
â general as he is directed to follow up.
We will not be forgiving or lenient in this regard.
Sisters and brothers,
When we talk about this basket of reform we are not making any favors to our people.
Providing them with security, strengthening the rule of law, sound performance in the management of public funds are rights to be fulfilled.
We do not make any favors.
These are dues to be paid and commitments to be carried out,
because we were elected to achieve them.
The consecutive governments won your and our peoples vote of confidence on the basis of programs prepared for their implementation.
We have to put the task of alleviating the sufferings of our people at the top of our program of action.
We have to mobilize all our energies and contacts with the countries of the world to provide us with every possible support in order to ease the fierce economic crisis that we are living through.
I call upon my Arab brothers to continue implementing the decisions and resolutions of the Arab summits on supporting the Palestinian people.
I thank the fraternal and friendly states which support us continuously, especially the EU, Japan and China as well as the other brothers and friends the world over for their ongoing support, whether on the level of training our security and civilian cadres, or for giving advice, or for receiving our delegations which go to these countries to learn and gain experience.
Sisters and brothers,
While we call for the launching of a workshop for comprehensive reform, we have to strengthen cooperation among our institutions.
I reaffirm here, and once more, my confidence in my brother and comradeâinâarms Abu Alaâa and my total support for the work of his government in all these fields.
I convey, as well, greetings and appreciation of your efforts at the PLC, and for your monitoring and control and legislative roles which we consider a corner stone in our political life, experience and democracy.
Finally, while we remember the heroic martyrs who have laid their lives so that their people would rise up and a free Palestine would be resurrected, while we pay, once again, respectful greeting to our heroes, the prisoners and detainees, who are making these days a new epic in the annals of the imprisoned movement,
I would like to say to our people,
to our resistant people, to this people, the people of exceeding strength, to the steadfast people till the day of judgment, to the people who hold firmly to their rights and dreams, to the people who own a penetrating vision to confront the conspiracies, the first and the second SykesâPicot conspiracy,
I say to our people, let us continue the march on our road, in confidence, as we are accustomed to.
Dawn will surely come.
The day of freedom will undoubtedly come.
Together, and side by side, we will march until a young boy (a cub) and a young girl (a flower) raise the banner of Palestine high at the top of the minarets of Jerusalem and the churches of Jerusalem.
They see it a farfetched goal.
We see it a close one.
We will, without doubt,
And We wished to be
And to enter your Temple
(It is) the promise of God.
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They gave off loud clatters, but the violent battle sounds from the lower floor overwhelmed it. Considering that I could hear cracking sounds mixed in it, it looked like Den was going wild breaking the finished drugs too.
I should praise him for doing good work later.
From under the plates, the tattered wooden roof showed its face. Even with the plates on them, after years of weathering, they had gotten quite brittle. They couldnât endure an attack from me who was using Enchant, so it easily opened up a hole in the ceiling.
I quickly widened it and then jumped right in and landed next to Michelle.
The three seemed surprised at my sudden landing. Their reactions were natural, as the person who Cloud depended on to save them turned out to be a girl like me. But that was beside the point now. I cut the ropes binding with my katana, setting Michelle, Cloud, and another man with a scar on his cheek, free.
Michelle was unconscious since she was made to drink the drug they made. I brought the antidote I got from Maxwell to her mouth but she didnât swallow it down.
âWhatâs that?â
âAn antidote. At this rate, Michelle will turn into a Fungus.â
âFungus?!â
It seemed that they werenât aware of the ingredients, so the fact shocked them.
âIf you intake too much of it, it will progress your Fungus mutation and you will turn into a monster. Iâm having them drink the antidote just in case.â
âW-What about us...?â
âDid you drink the drug?â
âThen, it would be better if you take it too. You would need a high-grade antidote, though.â
âWe donât have that kind of money!â
They werenât enemies, but it was hard to call them allies either. I had no plans to share a valuable high-grade antidote to people like them.
I needed to share it with Cloud on top of Michelle. And there was another hostage too. He was most likely a victim too, so I had to detoxify him as well.
âPlease donât say that...â
âIf youâre fine now, it means itâs still within the tolerance level. Not sure what would happen if you leave it be, though.â
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âI donât plan to look after you to that point. You reap what you sow.â
The men swallowed their words at my declaration. They should be grateful I let them live after they messed with Michelle.
âW-Weâre sorry. So please, we beg you...â
They contemplated on what excuse to make for a few seconds, but then they decided to honestly apologize. It was a simple entreaty, their expressions warped in despair, on the verge of tears. Those were the expressions of people who were really regretting their choices.
Well, I guess Michelleâs chastity was saved thanks to them, so it wouldnât be good to corner them any further.
âWell, I will put a word in with Maxwell for you. But donât expect too much. Be ready to blow out double the market price on them.â
âReally?! Thank you!â
High-grade antidotes werenât easily found at Guilds or medicine stores either. If people like them went to insist they sold it to them, they would just get turned back at the door.
They would be able to get it through Maxwell, so they should thank me for it.
Having lost consciousness, Michelle couldnât swallow the medicine held in her mouth and spilled it out.
âCanât be helped, Iâll just use my mouth toââ
As I was talking, I felt a fierce bloodlust from behind, so I jumped to the side along with Michelle, making an evasion maneuver while being entangled with her.
Then, a pole suddenly flew at my feet with terrific force. It was just a wooden pole, but if it had hit me with that force, I wouldâve been easily rendered powerless.
âI heard some idiot came punching his way in, so I suspected something and came to check, but it looks like it was as I expected.â
âCain, huh. Youâre as careful as always.â
Then came his sticky voice. I never wanted to get used to it, but Iâve heard it over and over for the past few months whether I wanted to or not. He pulled out a sword from his waist and slowly walked toward me.
âI donât think there were any stairs here, though?â
They could only move between the floors using the installed crane and the sliding pole to go down.
âHmph, you canât even understand that much? Six Heroesâ daughter or not, youâre still a commoner, huh. Didnât my subordinates go down with the crane? That crane remained lowered.â
âAh, so thatâs what it is.â
If the crane was lowered, the rope that it was hanging on was also lowered.
It would be quite difficult to climb up such an unstable rope, but it wouldnât give off any sounds as you moved up. Moreover, he received education at the senior academy, so he should easily be able to climb up.
After he realized the frontal attack was a diversion, he suspected an intruder like me, so he chose to avoid the loud crane to come up.
âSo you have a surprisingly good sense huh? Oh well. You acted too hastily there, Nicole. The people below all have the drug with them. It dulls their pain and increases their strength. They are far stronger than an average person. Moreover, they are using the drug that I personally improved, so the strengthening effect is beyond what it has been so far.â
âUnfortunately for them, our Den isnât normal either.â
âYouâre too naive. How far can he endure fighting people who can even rival Ogres?â
Hearing his example, it took my all not to burst into laughter.
Den was one of those very Ogres that had undergone an evolution. If they were barely on the Ogre levels, there was no need to even worry. I had no reason to tell him that, so I just kept quiet. In that case, my problem was Cain who was in front of me now.
âYou guys, fall back. Protect Michelle and Cloud.â
âHuh, butââ
âYou should know that he is no normal fellow, right? Listen to what I say.â
Cain in front of me was giving off a bad aura. The strength he used earlier to throw a pole at me was quite extreme. That turned into chills towards the unknown, stirring my sense of crisis. Now that he was laying bare his hostility, I could tell it. This guy...
âYou have given up on your humanity, huh?â
âI would prefer you say I surpassed it. Still, it was wise to tell those fellows to stand back. I will properly
deal
âGuy? I see, so thatâs your true self. I guess that makes it more amusing.â
âLeave it. Besides, youâre already done for. Iâve already explained the situation to Maxwell. If you obediently take your leave, youâll at least die like a noble, you know?â
âNow that would be bad. It canât be helped. Then I will break you and escape this kingdom.â
This b̲a̲s̲t̲a̲r̲d̲ had no plans to stay secretive anymore. Still, I felt a strange sense of discomfort from his reaction. He wouldnât be able to escape the Six Heroes even if he fled the kingdom.
Be it messing with Michelle or his recent actions, they were too incoherent, or rather, he wasnât thinking about consequences at all.
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äœæŠãå®è¡ãããã | âWhere are you Timu? Where did you go?â
I went around searching for her in a daze. Along the way some vampires attacked, so I indiscriminately beat them.
âGAHHHH!â
With the cross in my fist like a knuckle duster, I walloped it. The vampire was sent flying before bursting into minced meat.
âHahh, hahh, I canât find her. This is bad. This is so bad.â
The longer I take to find her, the lower her chances of survival. Iâm just filled with anxiety and impatience. Iâve been searching and searching but all I found were vampires or escaping civilians. Thankfully, so far I hadnât counted Timu amongst the vampires yet. Sheâs probably still running around at this moment.
But even if Timu can use magic, sheâs helpless against these numbers. They seem countless. Itâs only a matter of time until sheâs attacked by a vampire.
Aahh, what do I do...?
Because of my panic, my mind isnât working properly.
This is no good. Itâs at times like these that you need a break to calm down.
Suu~ Hahhh~
Calm down, calm down. Think clearly for a moment.
Wiping off my tears, I cooled my head a little.
I had searched a few kilometers around the front gate, but I didnât catch sight of her anywhere.
In other words, she ran away somewhere even further?
No, no matter how fast she might be, I was still faster. It was hard to imagine that she had run even further out.
Then did that mean she was hiding somewhere?
But where?
There are too many buildings in the capital, and there are even more houses destroyed from this mess. Even if I go through them one by one, itâll take too much time.
Ahhhh, s̲h̲i̲t̲!
While I was feeling cornered,
âSo this is where you were, Lady Tilea.â
I-, Iâm saved. Right now even one more person out there searching would help.
âMyuu, Niel, youâre back. Thank goodness.â
âMilady. Though it took a while, we managed to meet with Ortissioâs unit.â
âI see, Myuu. More importantly, searching for Timu comesâ!â
âLady Camilla is together with the other humans.â
Pervert (Nielsen) said something that I couldnât overlook.
He said something about Timu somewhere? Could it be that she took shelter with the Capitalâs Public Safety Force?
âDoes that mean that Timu is with the people of the Public Safety Force?â
âAs you say. This one had called out to her, but she instructed that we join up with you, Lady Tileaâ
T-, Thank goodnesss~
It looks like Timu took shelter. Wow, that really shortened my lifespan. If Pervert (Nielsen) was the only one then I wouldnât be able to really trust it, but if Myuu is saying it too, then it must be true.
Remilia should be with the Public Safety Force. Sheâs the strongest person in the Capital, you know. Timu will be much safer with her than with somebody like me.
I let out a sigh of relief now that I knew Timu was safe.
âLady Tilea, Ortissio has a report.â
âMn?â
âIt is an honor to meet you. I am Captain of the Royal Capital Concealment Unit, Ortissio Bo Bach.â
Who the heck is this guy?
He just looks like a slightly lanky, average guy.
...But the Captain of the Concealment Unit, he says?
Honestly, even in a crisis like this... You were a chuunibyou too, werenât you. Though itâs not like Iâm surprised anymore.
âAnd so, Orty, what is it that you wanted to report?â
âMilady. First, in regards to being unable to meet at the rendezvous point, I offer my most sincere apologies.â
Mn!? Thatâs right. If you trace it all back, itâs because you guys didnât meet us where you were meant to. Although I had actually thought it was Pervert (Nielsen)âs fault though.
âAnd so, why didnât you come to the meeting point?â
âMilady. The truth is, yesterday we were being pursued by the Public Safety Force, led by Remilia. The orders were to avoid fighting as much as possible, so there was no choice but to retreat as far as Canoda Town.â
Ortyâs companions nodded in confirmation.
Haha, what a chuunibyou excuse. These guys are even worse than Pervert (Nielsen). I bet they actually just forgot about the meeting.
Huuu~ Blaming your own mistakes on other people...
And of all things, to blame it on the selfless and hard-working Public Safety Force. Itâs just too rude towards these people who risk their lives for us. Iâm actually doubting if this guy has any humanity.
To begin with, itâs because you guys didnât meet us that Myuu and the others were stuck looking for you. And thanks to that, Timu was separated from her strong bodyguard, and I went through a terrifying time too. But despite that these guys...
âYouâll go that far to make excuses? How unsightly.â
âM-, My deepest apologies.â
âYou have an entire thirty people, and this is the best you could do?â
Honestly, you had thirty people, and not a single person remembered? Or did you all just assume somebody else would go, and slacked off? Every single one of them just pushes jobs onto others. It happens quite a lot in society.
âW-, Well, certainly the Public Safety Force itself was no big deal, but the Captain, Remilia, had doggedly pursued us. As you would expect, she was an S-ranked adventurer after all, so it took time to shake her off.â
Orty and his companions huddled together as they gave their excuses.
âSeriously, if you forgot, then you can just say you forgot. If they didnât go because it was too bothersome, then I can accept that too. Everybody has times like that. As long as they apologized properly, Iâd forgive them.
But they push the blame onto others... Just what kind of nerves do these guys have? Theyâre acting this pathetically just because theyâre afraid of being scolded?
âHahh~ You guys... There should be a limit to how pathetic you can get!â
âIt is just as Lady Tilea says. Ortissio, just because of a mere human or elf, you arrived late? You shame the entire demon race. End yourself!â
Even though Pervert (Nielsen) is lax on himself, heâs strict on others. And whatâs more, he even made sure the whole thing was in chuunibyou. Honestly, I canât even comment anymore.
âH-, However, it was not only the Public Safety Force led by Remilia. An even more dangerous organization named Decarabia was moving in the background...â
This Orty guy made another weird excuse.
Decarabia? The heck is that supposed to be. Some sort of secret society!?
And heâs saying stuff like this in a crisis like now? The only praiseworthy thing about him are his guts.
âOrtissio, do not drone on with your excuses. You have brought shame to Lady Tilea. All members, end yourselves!â
âT-, Thatâs too much... Captain Nielsen, at least let my subordinatesââ
âENOUGH! If you take too long, then I, Nielsen, shall personallyââ
âAahh, whatever. Enough. For now, letâs discuss our situation.â
I donât have the time to be watching your little play. Look around you. The place is crawling with vampires. This isnât the time to be playing around.
âUnderstood. If Lady Tilea is willing to forgive you, then I shall say nothing further. Ortissio, you had best feel grateful.â
âY-, Yes. I am truly thankful, and shall redeem my sullied name.â
âOkay, okay. And so, what should we do from now on?â
âLetâs see. I doubt the Capital holds strategic importance at this point. Lady Tilea, would turning this place into a cinder field not be an option to consider?â
âOkay, veto.â
Because of Ortyâs influence, Pervert (Nielsen) started going crazy with this chuuni speak.
God, just stop it please! Seriously!
Still saying things like this even though weâre fighting with actual demons! These guys are so carefree. The only respectable thing about them is that boldness even in this pandemonium.
âAlso, there is one more report, but...â
âWhat is it, Orty?â
âMilady. We slipped off Remilia and the Public Safety Force, but ever since we returned to the capital, we have been under surveillance by a number of people.â
âEh? What do you mean?â
âI believe it is likely they are encircling us to stop our escape.â
To stop our escapeâ HAH-!? Is that how it is!?
Itâs that measure that the government likes to use in the Resident Evil series; the quarantine. Theyâll blockade off the whole area to stop more victims emerging. And then the people inside the quarantine become the noble sacrifices for the nation.
Kuh! Do the people up top only care about themselves!?
Theyâre too useless. Too little capacity as leaders. Theyâre encircling us, but rather than stopping Ortissio, I bet itâs to monitor all citizens in general.
T-, This is bad. This is so bad. Even though I thought I could quickly bring Timu away from all this craziness. If we try to escape from the Capital, weâll be killed by them. At this point, we canât just run.
What do we do? What do we do to save ourselves?
I canât tell. But for now I need information, and...
âWhat are they like? The ones observing us.â
âThey are not the main combatants of their force. Their mana is roughly . Likely an intelligence unit.â
...Chuuni talk again, huh?
Well, whatever. Even if they took it seriously and started panicking, it wouldnât help much either. And Iâm floundering here too. Unlike in games and movies, the real thing is really graphic. But although I thought I would vomit and faint in situations like this, it never got that far.
Why, I wonder? Is it because I gained resistance from all the horror games I played? Or could it be that without knowing, I got Mental Debuff Resistance as a special bonus when I reincarnated...?
For now, letâs think about who that intelligence unit is with. They wouldnât be with the Public Safety Force. Their captain, Remilia, would never allow that to happen to the citizens.
In that case, some special organization within the government? Like some kind of special unit that directly answers to the King, and has the authority to take heartless actions in a crisis?
Oh crap. That sounds really possible. In that case, we canât just carelessly attack them.
But leaving Myuu aside, if I told these guys about this, theyâd just get scared, right? Right now theyâre acting tough with their chuunibyou, but you never know when that mask will come off. I have to at least avoid a scared panic.
Okay. For now, Iâll act like the spies arenât a big deal. But that it would be better not to attack them. Or something like that?
âHahh, only ? We could just leave guys like that alone, but their attitude is a problem, isnât it? Myuu, if you see them next time, erase them.â
While emphasizing that everybody could just leave the spies alone, I casually signaled Myuu to attack. When we escape the Capital, we need Myuu to defeat those guys or else.
âAnd so, Lady Tilea, roughly what plan will we be following from now on?â
âLetâs see. Letâs find Timu, and then withdraw from the Capital.â
âIs it all right not to bring judgment upon the Fake Demons that stole our Evil God Armyâs territory?â
YOU GUYS ARE THE FAKE DEMONS! Honestly, the enemies are real demons, you know? No matter how many weaknesses they might have, thereâs still no need to do something as dangerous as attacking them. Itâs different from the fights with the delinquents so far. This isnât a game. Itâs life and death, you know?
There really isnât much we can do. Letâs leave the demons to the members of the Public Safety Force. What we need to focus on is how to escape from the Capital.
Yeah, I donât have any attachments to this place anymore. Now that itâs come to this, Timu probably canât enjoy school life here, and even Jessica who Iâ
Mn!? Jessica?
The blood drained from my face.
I left her behind...
Oh god, oh god. Jessica said that she couldnât run, didnât she? And in a state like that, I went and left her in the middle of a vampire horde. Only a fiend would do something like that! No matter how panicked I might have been about Timu, how could I just abandon a girl young enough to be a middle schooler!?
I have to hurry up and find her!
Just as I was about to go runningâ
Waitwait. Although Myuu is here, I canât just leave this lot behind either. After all, if my luck is bad, thereâs a good chance theyâd run off to fight the vampires bare-handed. If I leave them alone and they die because of that, I wonât be able to sleep peacefully anymore.
I guess Iâll teach them about vampire weaknesses for now. Whether fighting the vampires or running from the vampires, telling them this information could save their lives.
Canât be helped. I guess this is the only thing left I can do.
âEveryone, listen! A small errand just popped up, so you guys will be heading to Timu first. Myuu, youâre taking command of everyone, okay?â
âWha-!? Then what about Captain Nielsen?â
âUm, this isnât a game, you know. I wonât let you complain.â
Pervert (Nielsen) replied too, but he seemed kind of dissatisfied. I bet itâs because heâs always playing the Captain when theyâre playing Demon King Army. Seriously, what was with that dissatisfied expression! This isnât a game like before. Itâs a matter of life and death.
âAlso, and this is important, when vampires attack, stab them in the heart with a wooden stake.â
âWe shall abide by your orders, Lady Tilea, but just what meaning does that have?â
Huhu, itâs natural that heâs confused. I bet everyoneâs wondering, âWhy a stake all of a sudden?â Of course. After all, Iâm the only one who knows about a vampireâs weaknesses. Guess itâll be easier to show them?
âShowing is better than explaining. Watch carefully!â
Pervert (Nielsen) as well as the rest of the Praetorian Guard all paid attention. I walked around a bit to look for a pointed stick.
Mn!? This might be good.
From inside a destroyed house, I picked up a piece of wood that matched my imagination.
Alright, weâll go with that one. I spotted a tottering vampire about three hundred meters ahead of me. It was moving slowly, and was perfect as a target.
âEveryone, watch closely.â
I set out to stab it with the stake.
âFuahhh, Pierce the Evil at Once!
âKISHAAAAAAAAA!â
The stake that I thrust pierced it right through the heart. After letting out a cry, it disappeared like fog.
...Haha, as expected.
âWell? Understand?â
âAs usual, it was a splendid display of ability. And so, why must we use a wooden stake, in place of a sword or fist?â
T-, This guy doesnât get it at alllll! That whole thing worked because of the stake. Vampires have bodies like steel. Thereâs no way your swords or fists would even hurt them.
âSwords or fists...? You must think youâre really amazing now, huh? Enough with the overconfidence.â
I sharply complained to Pervert (Nielsen). It wouldnât do if I didnât give him a proper warning at least once, right?
âI-, I see. I have finally understood your intentions, Lady Tilea.â
âIt looks like you finally get it.â
âYes, Milady. Purposefully using a wooden stake to limit your might with a specific target in mind. In other words, a training method for both power and accuracy, yes?â
Should I explain once more? No, thatâs enough. Thinking about it, I donât have time to waste here. Jessica is in danger, and Iâm racing against the clock here.
âYes, yes, thatâs exactly right. Iâm going now, so Myuu, Iâm leaving the rest to you, okay?â
Myuu gave me a reassuring and reliable reply. And then he led the Praetorian Guard off in Timuâs direction.
Now then, Iâd better hurry to Jessica as well.
Here in the midst of the humans, the Malferands, and Decarabia, a Vampire Annihilation Operation was executed at the hands of the Evil God Army. | {
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He was sitting at the same table, doing his math homework.
And during a pause in my conversation with Katya, I looked over at Lincoln and I was suddenly thunderstruck by a recollection of a client of mine.
My client was a guy named Will.
He was from North Texas.
He never knew his father very well, because his father left his mom while she was pregnant with him.
And so, he was destined to be raised by a single mom, which might have been all right except that this particular single mom was a paranoid schizophrenic, and when Will was five years old, she tried to kill him with a butcher knife.
She was taken away by authorities and placed in a psychiatric hospital, and so for the next several years Will lived with his older brother, until he committed suicide by shooting himself through the heart.
And after that Will bounced around from one family member to another, until, by the time he was nine years old, he was essentially living on his own.
That morning that I was sitting with Katya and Lincoln, I looked at my son, and I realized that when my client, Will, was his age, he'd been living by himself for two years.
Will eventually joined a gang and committed a number of very serious crimes, including, most seriously of all, a horrible, tragic murder.
And Will was ultimately executed as punishment for that crime.
But I don't want to talk today about the morality of capital punishment.
I certainly think that my client shouldn't have been executed, but what I would like to do today instead is talk about the death penalty in a way I've never done before, in a way that is entirely noncontroversial.
I think that's possible, because there is a corner of the death penalty debate -- maybe the most important corner -- where everybody agrees, where the most ardent death penalty supporters and the most vociferous abolitionists are on exactly the same page.
That's the corner I want to explore.
Before I do that, though, I want to spend a couple of minutes telling you how a death penalty case unfolds, and then I want to tell you two lessons that I have learned over the last 20 years as a death penalty lawyer from watching well more than a hundred cases unfold in this way.
You can think of a death penalty case as a story that has four chapters.
The first chapter of every case is exactly the same, and it is tragic.
It begins with the murder of an innocent human being, and it's followed by a trial where the murderer is convicted and sent to death row, and that death sentence is ultimately upheld by the state appellate court.
The second chapter consists of a complicated legal proceeding known as a state habeas corpus appeal.
The third chapter is an even more complicated legal proceeding known as a federal habeas corpus proceeding.
And the fourth chapter is one where a variety of things can happen.
The lawyers might file a clemency petition, they might initiate even more complex litigation, or they might not do anything at all.
But that fourth chapter always ends with an execution.
When I started representing death row inmates more than 20 years ago, people on death row did not have a right to a lawyer in either the second or the fourth chapter of this story.
They were on their own.
In fact, it wasn't until the late 1980s that they acquired a right to a lawyer during the third chapter of the story.
So what all of these death row inmates had to do was rely on volunteer lawyers to handle their legal proceedings.
The problem is that there were way more guys on death row than there were lawyers who had both the interest and the expertise to work on these cases.
And so inevitably, lawyers drifted to cases that were already in chapter four -- that makes sense, of course.
Those are the cases that are most urgent; those are the guys who are closest to being executed.
Some of these lawyers were successful; they managed to get new trials for their clients.
Others of them managed to extend the lives of their clients, sometimes by years, sometimes by months.
But the one thing that didn't happen was that there was never a serious and sustained decline in the number of annual executions in Texas.
In fact, as you can see from this graph, from the time that the Texas execution apparatus got efficient in the mid- to late 1990s, there have only been a couple of years where the number of annual executions dipped below 20.
In a typical year in Texas, we're averaging about two people a month.
In some years in Texas, we've executed close to 40 people, and this number has never significantly declined over the last 15 years.
And yet, at the same time that we continue to execute about the same number of people every year, the number of people who we're sentencing to death on an annual basis has dropped rather steeply.
So we have this paradox, which is that the number of annual executions has remained high but the number of new death sentences has gone down.
Why is that?
It can't be attributed to a decline in the murder rate, because the murder rate has not declined nearly so steeply as the red line on that graph has gone down.
What has happened instead is that juries have started to sentence more and more people to prison for the rest of their lives without the possibility of parole, rather than sending them to the execution chamber.
Why has that happened?
It hasn't happened because of a dissolution of popular support for the death penalty.
Death penalty opponents take great solace in the fact Do you know what all-time low in Texas means?
It means that it's in the low 60 percent.
when it was in excess of 80 percent, but we can't explain the decline in death sentences and the affinity for life without the possibility of parole by an erosion of support for the death penalty, because people still support the death penalty.
What's happened to cause this phenomenon?
What's happened is that lawyers who represent death row inmates have shifted their focus to earlier and earlier chapters of the death penalty story.
So 25 years ago, they focused on chapter four.
And they went from chapter four 25 years ago to chapter three in the late 1980s.
And they went from chapter three in the late 1980s to chapter two in the mid-1990s.
And beginning in the mid- to late 1990s, they began to focus on chapter one of the story.
Now, you might think that this decline in death sentences and the increase in the number of life sentences is a good thing or a bad thing.
I don't want to have a conversation about that today.
All that I want to tell you is that the reason that this has happened is because death penalty lawyers have understood that the earlier you intervene in a case, the greater the likelihood that you're going to save your client's life.
That's the first thing I've learned.
Here's the second thing I learned: My client Will was not the exception to the rule; he was the rule.
I sometimes say, if you tell me the name of a death row inmate -- doesn't matter what state he's in, doesn't matter if I've ever met him before -- I'll write his biography for you.
And eight out of 10 times, the details of that biography will be more or less accurate.
And the reason for that is that 80 percent of the people on death row are people who came from the same sort of dysfunctional family that Will did.
Eighty percent of the people on death row are people who had exposure to the juvenile justice system.
That's the second lesson that I've learned.
Now we're right on the cusp of that corner where everybody's going to agree.
People in this room might disagree about whether Will should have been executed, but I think everybody would agree that the best possible version of his story would be a story where no murder ever occurs.
How do we do that?
When our son Lincoln was working on that math problem two weeks ago, it was a big, gnarly problem.
And he was learning how, when you have a big old gnarly problem, sometimes the solution is to slice it into smaller problems.
That's what we do for most problems -- in math, in physics, even in social policy -- we slice them into smaller, more manageable problems.
But every once in a while, as Dwight Eisenhower said, the way you solve a problem is to make it bigger.
The way we solve this problem is to make the issue of the death penalty bigger.
We have to say, all right.
We have these four chapters of a death penalty story, but what happens before that story begins?
How can we intervene in the life of a murderer before he's a murderer?
What options do we have to nudge that person off of the path that is going to lead to a result that everybody -- death penalty supporters and death penalty opponents -- still think is a bad result: the murder of an innocent human being?
You know, sometimes people say that something isn't rocket science.
And by that, what they mean is rocket science is really complicated and this problem that we're talking about now is really simple.
Well that's rocket science; that's the mathematical expression for the thrust created by a rocket.
What we're talking about today is just as complicated.
What we're talking about today is also rocket science.
My client Will and 80 percent of the people on death row had five chapters in their lives that came before the four chapters of the death penalty story.
I think of these five chapters as points of intervention, when our society could've intervened in their lives and nudged them off of the path that they were on death penalty supporters or death penalty opponents -- say was a bad result.
Now, during each of these five chapters: when his mother was pregnant with him; in his early childhood years; when he was in elementary school; when he was in middle school and then high school; and when he was in the juvenile justice system -- during each of those five chapters, there were a wide variety of things that society could have done.
In fact, if we just imagine that there are five different modes of intervention, the way that society could intervene in each of those five chapters, and we could mix and match them any way we want, there are 3,000 -- more than 3,000 -- possible strategies that we could embrace in order to nudge kids like Will off of the path that they're on.
So I'm not standing here today with the solution.
But the fact that we still have a lot to learn, that doesn't mean that we don't know a lot already.
We know from experience in other states that there are a wide variety of modes of intervention that we could be using in Texas, in order to prevent a consequence that we all agree is bad.
I'll just mention a few.
I won't talk today about reforming the legal system.
That's probably a topic that is best reserved for a room full of lawyers and judges.
Instead, let me talk about a couple of modes of intervention that we can all help accomplish, because they are modes of intervention that will come about when legislators and policymakers, when taxpayers and citizens, agree that that's what we ought to be doing and that's how we ought to be spending our money.
We could be providing early childhood care for economically disadvantaged and otherwise troubled kids, and we could be doing it for free.
And we could be nudging kids like Will off of the path that we're on.
There are other states that do that, but we don't.
We could be providing special schools, at both the high school level and the middle school level, but even in K-5, that target economically and otherwise disadvantaged kids, and particularly kids who have had exposure to the juvenile justice system.
There are a handful of states that do that; Texas doesn't.
There's one other thing we can be doing -- well, there are a bunch of other things -- there's one other thing that I'm going to mention, and this is going to be the only controversial thing that I say today.
We could be intervening much more aggressively into dangerously dysfunctional homes, and getting kids out of them before their moms pick up butcher knives and threaten to kill them.
If we're going to do that, we need a place to put them.
Even if we do all of those things, some kids are going to fall through the cracks and they're going to end up in that last chapter before the murder story begins, they're going to end up in the juvenile justice system.
And even if that happens, it's not yet too late.
There's still time to nudge them, if we think about nudging them rather than just punishing them.
There are two professors in the Northeast -- one at Yale and one at Maryland -- they set up a school that is attached to a juvenile prison.
And the kids are in prison, but they go to school from eight in the morning until four in the afternoon.
Now, it was logistically difficult.
They had to recruit teachers who wanted to teach inside a prison, between the people who work at the school and the prison authorities, and most dauntingly of all, they needed to invent a new curriculum because you know what?
People don't come into and out of prison on a semester basis.
But they did all those things.
Now, what do all of these things have in common?
What all of these things have in common is that they cost money.
Some of the people in the room might be old enough to remember the guy on the old oil filter commercial.
He used to say, "Well, you can pay me now or you can pay me later."
What we're doing in the death penalty system is we're paying later.
But the thing is that for every 15,000 dollars that we spend intervening in the lives of economically and otherwise disadvantaged kids in those earlier chapters, we save 80,000 dollars in crime-related costs down the road.
Even if you don't agree that there's a moral imperative that we do it, it just makes economic sense.
I want to tell you about the last conversation that I had with Will.
It was the day that he was going to be executed, and we were just talking.
There was nothing left to do in his case.
And we were talking about his life.
And he was talking first about his dad, who he hardly knew, who had died, and then about his mom, who he did know, who was still alive.
And I said to him, "I know the story.
I've read the records.
I know that she tried to kill you."
I said, "But I've always wondered whether you really actually remember that."
I said, "I don't remember anything from when I was five years old.
Maybe you just remember somebody telling you."
And he looked at me and he leaned forward, and he said, "Professor," -- he'd known me for 12 years, he still called me Professor.
He said, "Professor, I don't mean any disrespect by this, but when your mama picks up a butcher knife and chases you through the house screaming she's going to kill you, and you have to lock yourself in the bathroom and holler for help until the police get there," he looked at me and he said, "that's something you don't forget."
I hope there's one thing you all won't forget: In between the time you arrived here this morning and the time we break for lunch, there are going to be four homicides in the United States.
We're going to devote enormous social resources to punishing the people who commit those crimes, and that's appropriate because we should punish people who do bad things.
But three of those crimes are preventable.
If we make the picture bigger and devote our attention to the earlier chapters, then we're never going to write the first sentence that begins the death penalty story.
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IT is a question whether the idea of the balance of power be owing entirely to modern policy, or whether the phrase only has been invented in these later ages?
It is certain, that XENOPHON,*67 in his Institution of CYRUS, represents the combination of the ASIATIC powers to have arisen from a jealousy of the encreasing force of the MEDES and PERSIANS;
and though that elegant composition should be supposed altogether a romance,° this sentiment, ascribed by the author to the eastern princes, is at least a proof of the prevailing notion of ancient times.
In all the politics of GREECE, the anxiety, with regard to the balance of power, is apparent, and is expressly pointed out to us, even by the ancient historians.
THUCYDIDES*68 represents the league, which was formed against ATHENS, and which produced the PELOPONNESIAN war, as entirely owing to this principle.
And after the decline of ATHENS, when the THEBANS and LACEDEMONIANS disputed for sovereignty, we find, that the ATHENIANS (as well as many other republics) always threw themselves into the lighter scale, and endeavoured to preserve the balance.
They supported THEBES against SPARTA, till the great victory gained by EPAMINONDAS at LEUCTRA;
after which they immediately went over to the conquered,
from generosity, as they pretended, but in reality from their jealousy of the conquerors.*69
Whoever will read DEMOSTHENES'S oration for the MEGALOPOLITANS, may see the utmost refinements on this principle,
that ever entered into the head of a VENETIAN or ENGLISH speculatist.*70
And upon the first rise of the MACEDONIAN power, this orator immediately discovered the danger, sounded the alarm throughout all GREECE, and at last assembled that confederacy under the banners of ATHENS, which fought the great and decisive battle of CHAERONEA.
It is true, the GRECIAN wars are regarded by historians as wars of emulation rather than of politics;
and each state seems to have had more in view the honour of leading the rest, than any well-grounded hopes of authority and dominion.
If we consider, indeed, the small number of inhabitants in any one republic, compared to the whole, the great difficulty of forming sieges in those times, and the extraordinary bravery and discipline of every freeman among that noble people;
we shall conclude, that the balance of power was, of itself, sufficiently secured in GREECE, and needed not to have been guarded with that caution which may be requisite in other ages.
But whether we ascribe the shifting of sides in all the GRECIAN republics to jealous emulation or cautious politics, the effects were alike, and every prevailing power was sure to meet with a confederacy against it, and that often composed of its former friends and allies.
The same principle, call it envy or prudence, which produced the Ostracism of ATHENS, and Petalism of SYRACUSE,*71 and expelled every citizen whose fame or power overtopped the rest;
the same principle, I say, naturally discovered itself in foreign politics, and soon raised enemies to the leading state, however moderate in the exercise of its authority.
The PERSIAN monarch was really, in his force, a petty prince, compared to the GRECIAN republics;
and therefore it behoved him, from views of safety more than from emulation, to interest himself in their quarrels, and to support the weaker side in every contest.
This was the advice given by ALCIBIADES to TISSAPHERNES,*72
and it prolonged near a century the date of the PERSIAN empire;
till the neglect of it for a moment, after the first appearance of the aspiring genius of PHILIP, brought that lofty and frail edifice to the ground, with a rapidity of which there are few instances in the history of mankind.
The successors of ALEXANDER showed great jealousy of° the balance of power;
a jealousy founded on true politics and prudence, and which preserved distinct for several ages the partition made after the death of that famous conqueror.
The fortune and ambition of ANTIGONUS*73 threatened them anew with a universal monarchy;
but their combination, and their victory at IPSUS saved them.
And in subsequent times, we find, that, as the Eastern princes considered the GREEKS and MACEDONIANS as the only real military force, with whom they had any intercourse, they kept always a watchful eye over that part of the world.
The PTOLEMIES, in particular, supported first ARATUS and the ACHAEANS, and then CLEOMENES king of SPARTA, from no other view than as a counterbalance to the MACEDONIAN monarchs.
For this is the account which POLYBIUS gives of the EGYPTIAN politics.*74
The reason, why it is supposed, that the ancients were entirely ignorant of the balance of power, seems to be drawn from the ROMAN history more than the GRECIAN;
and as the transactions of the former are generally more familiar to us, we have thence formed all our conclusions.
It must be owned, that the ROMANS never met with any such general combination or confederacy against them, as might naturally have been expected from the rapid conquests and declared ambition;
but were allowed peaceably to subdue their neighbours, one after another, till they extended their dominion over the whole known world.
Not to mention the fabulous history of theira ITALIC wars;
there was, upon HANNIBAL'S invasion of the ROMAN state, a remarkable crisis, which ought to have called up the attention of all civilized nations.
It appeared afterwards (nor was it difficult to be observed at the time)*75 that this was a contest for universal empire;
yet no prince or state seems to have been in the least alarmed about the event or issue of the quarrel.
PHILIP of MACEDON remained neuter, till he saw the victories of HANNIBAL;
and then most imprudently formed an alliance with the conqueror, upon terms still more imprudent.
He stipulated, that he was to assist the CARTHAGINIAN state in their conquest of ITALY;
after which they engaged to send over forces into GREECE, to assist him in subduing the GRECIAN commonwealths.*76
The RHODIAN and ACHAEAN republics are much celebrated by ancient historians for their wisdom and sound policy;
yet both of them assisted the ROMANS in their wars against PHILIP and ANTIOCHUS.
And what may be esteemed still a stronger proof, that this maxim was not generally known in those ages;
no ancient author has remarked the imprudence of these measures, nor has even blamed that absurd treaty above-mentioned, made by PHILIP with the CARTHAGINIANS.
Princes and statesmen, in all ages, may, before-hand, be blinded in their reasonings with regard to events:
But it is somewhat extraordinary, that historians, afterwards, should not form a sounder judgment of them.
MASSINISSA, ATTALUS, PRUSIAS, in gratifying their private passions, were, all of them, the instruments of the ROMAN greatness;
and never seem to have suspected, that they were forging their own chains, while they advanced the conquests of their ally.*77
A simple treaty and agreement between MASSINISSA and the CARTHAGINIANS, so much required by mutual interest, barred° the ROMANS from all entrance into AFRICA, and preserved liberty to mankind.
The only prince we meet with in the ROMAN history, who seems to have understood the balance of power, is HIERO king of SYRACUSE.
Though the ally of ROME, he sent assistance to the CARTHAGINIANS, during the war of the auxiliaries;
"Esteeming it requisite,"
lest by its fall the remaining power should be able, without contrast or opposition, to execute every purpose and undertaking.
And here he acted with great wisdom and prudence.
For that is never, on any account, to be overlooked;
nor ought such a force ever to be thrown into one hand, as to incapacitate the neighbouring states from defending their rights against it."
Here is the aim of modern politics pointed out in express terms.
After the fall of the ROMAN empire, the form of government, established by the northern conquerors, incapacitated them, in a great measure, for farther conquests, and long maintained each state in its proper boundaries.
But when vassalage and the feudal militia were abolished, mankind were anew alarmed by the danger of universal monarchy, from the union of so many kingdoms and principalities in the person of the emperor CHARLES.*79
But the power of the house of AUSTRIA, founded on extensive but divided dominions, and their riches, derived chiefly from mines of gold and silver, were more likely to decay, of themselves, from internal defects, than to overthrow all the bulwarks raised against them.
In less than a century, the force of that violent and haughty race was shattered, their opulence dissipated, their splendor eclipsed.
A new power succeeded,*80 more formidable to the liberties of EUROPE, possessing all the advantages of the former, and labouring under none of its defects;
except a share of that spirit of bigotry and persecution, with which the house of AUSTRIA was so long, and still is so much infatuated.
In the general wars, maintained against this ambitious power, GREAT BRITAIN has stood foremost;
and she still maintains her station.
Beside her advantages of riches and situation, her people are animated with such a national spirit, and are so fully sensible of the blessings of their government, that we may hope their vigour never will languish in so necessary and so just a cause.
On the contrary, if we may judge by the past, their passionate ardour seems rather to require some moderation;
and they have oftener erred from a laudable excess than from a blameable deficiency.
In the first place, we seem to have been more possessed with the ancient GREEK spirit of jealous emulation, than actuated by the prudent views of modern politics.
Our wars with FRANCE have been begun with justice, and even, perhaps, from necessity;
but have always been too far pushed from obstinacy and passion.
The same peace, which was afterwards made at RYSWICK in 1697, was offered so early as the year ninety-two;
that concluded at UTRECHT in 1712 might have been finished on as good conditions at GERTRUYTENBERG in the year eight;
and we might have given at FRANKFORT, in 1743, the same terms, which we were glad to accept of at AIX-LA-CHAPELLE in the year forty-eight.
Here then we see, that above half of our wars with FRANCE, and all our public debts, are owing more to our own imprudent vehemence, than to the ambition of our neighbours.
In the second place, we are so declared in our opposition to FRENCH power, and so alert in defence of our allies, that they always reckon upon our force as upon their own;
and expecting to carry on war at our expence, refuse all reasonable terms of accommodation.
Habent subjectos, tanquam suos; viles, ut alienos.*81
All the world knows, that the factious vote of the House of Commons, in the beginning of the last parliament, with the professed humour of the nation, made the queen of HUNGARY inflexible in her terms, and prevented that agreement with PRUSSIA, which would immediately have restored the general tranquillity of EUROPE.*82
In the third place, we are such true combatants, that, when once engaged, we lose all concern for ourselves and our posterity, and consider only how we may best annoy the enemy.
To mortgage our revenues at so deep a rate, in wars, where we were only accessories, was surely the most fatal delusion, that a nation, which had any pretension to politics and prudence, has ever yet been guilty of.
That remedy of funding,° if it be a remedy, and not rather a poison, ought, in all reason, to be reserved to the last extremity;
and no evil, but the greatest and most urgent, should ever induce us to embrace so dangerous an expedient.
These excesses, to which we have been carried, are prejudicial;
and may, perhaps, in time, become still more prejudicial another way, by begetting, as is usual, the opposite extreme, and rendering us totally careless and supine° with regard to the fate of EUROPE.
The ATHENIANS, from the most bustling, intriguing, warlike people of GREECE, finding their error in thrusting themselves into every quarrel, abandoned all attention to foreign affairs;
and in no contest ever took part on either side, except by their flatteries and complaisance to the victor.
Enormous monarchiesc are, probably, destructive to human nature; in their progress, in their continuance,*83 and even in their downfal,° which never can be very distant from their establishment.
The military genius, which aggrandized the monarchy, soon leaves the court, the capital, and the center of such a government;
while the wars are carried on at a great distance, and interest so small a part of the state.
The ancient nobility, whose affections attach them to their sovereign, live all at court;
and never will accept of military employments, which would carry them to remote and barbarous frontiers, where they are distant both from their pleasures and their fortune.
The arms of the state, must, therefore, be entrusted to mercenary strangers, without zeal, without attachment, without honour;
ready on every occasion to turn them against the prince, and join each desperate malcontent, who offers pay and plunder.
This is the necessary progress of human affairs:
Thus human nature checks itself in its airy elevation:
Thus ambition blindly labours for the destruction of the conqueror, of his family, and of every thing near and dear to him.
The BOURBONS, trusting to the support of their brave, faithful, and affectionate nobility, would push their advantage, without reserve or limitation.*84
These, while fired with glory and emulation, can bear the fatigues and dangers of war;
but never would submit to languish in the garrisons of HUNGARY or LITHUANIA, forgot at court, and sacrificed to the intrigues of every minion or mistress, who approaches the prince.
The troops are filled with CRAVATES and TARTARS, HUSSARS and COSSACS;
intermingled, perhaps, with a few soldiers of fortune from the better provinces:
And the melancholy fate of the ROMAN emperors, from the same cause, is renewed over and over again, till the final dissolution of the monarchy. | {
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Not surprising, I suppose, considering the atmosphere that Iâm giving off is completely different from my usual one.
Iâm wearing a black lace dress with golden embroidery in the same shade as my eyes.... Iâm sure Iâm giving off a fantastically villainous aura with this amazing gown on. Particularly large and shining earrings accentuate the outfit, and with my hair pulled back smartly into a high ponytail, Iâm sure I look much more mature.
And finally my diamond necklace no longer seems so out of place. Iâve fully grown into it, so instead of making me look like a little girl playing dress-up, it now ties my whole look together. It gleams wickedly from its usual spot on my chest, flaunting my affluence and style.
â......Youâre so beautiful....â Gilles murmurs in awe, his eyes still wide and fixated on me.
He probably didnât even realize he had spoken aloud. The moment the words leave his mouth, his head jerks back a bit in surprise.
âI know,â I say lightly, smirking at him.
â.....I still donât think itâll be easy to conceal the fact that you canât use magic....â he says once his awe subsides.
âYup. I realize that.â
âWhy do you look so happy then?â
âItâs just one of the many hardships on my road to becoming a villainess.â
âExactly.â
âAlicia, you truly are incredible. In more ways than one,â Gilles says, both admiring and a bit exasperated at the same time.
Even if he doesnât % agree with my logic, it seems heâs still willing to follow me. As expected of my assistant.... No. My accomplice. My partner.
Itâs been so long since I last saw the magic academy, and somehow it appears even more extravagant than before.
âAlicia, a word of advice.... Go in there with the mindset of walking onto a battlefield.â
âWhy?â
âI think.... itâs going to be rough in there otherwise,â Gilles replies, being intentionally vague.
What could it be that even he is finding it difficult to say? Itâs so unlike him to beat around the bush like that.
âWhatever it is, just spit it out,â I say, giving him a small glare.
As if giving up, he lets out a little sigh.
âAlicia, youâre strong and you donât care what people say about you. I know youâll be fine with whatever badmouthing they do to you but.... Donât let yourself be tricked.â
âTricked? Who? ....Me? Who would even try it?â
This time, Gilles lets out a long, drawn out sigh.
Was my question that odd? As he said, badmouthing Iâm okay with. More than okay with! I welcome it as evidence of my wickedness. But, being tricked? What could he mean by that?
âWithin the academy, youâre going to be at a serious disadvantage. You didnât attend for a whole two years. The other students would have gotten used to you not being around. They probably rejoiced the day you left. But now that youâre back, they.....â
Right as heâs getting to the good part, he stops. If he was trying to draw my attention through suspense, then it worked. But without finishing that thought, I have no idea where he was going with it.
Speaking of rejoicing though.... I feel over-the-moon right now! Iâm nothing like the villainess that I was before. Over these last two years Iâve blossomed into a splendid flower of wickedness and pure evil!
And if during that time, the rest of the student body has recognized my tyranny, so much the better! After all, Iâm not aiming to only be a self-proclaimed villainess, but to become an evil villain whoâs recognized by the masses.
âI guess what Iâm trying to say is, no matter what they do, donât let them convince you to quit the academy.â
Despite my confidence, Gilles somehow doesnât seem convinced.
But thatâs fine. If he doesnât want to believe me, so be it. Iâll just let my actions speak for me!
And, for now, I think itâs time that I see just how terribly disadvantageous the situation at the academy is for me. Seeing is believing, after all. Iâm sure itâs nothing that I canât handle.
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âThatâs a good idea,â Gilles says thoughtfully, his eyes shining.
Well, there shouldnât be too many people who would object to such a development.
âHowever, Lukeâs mother was opposed to the plan.â
âWas it for money?â Gilles considers quietly, his gaze dagger-sharp.
âIf it was only for the money,â I say, âthen the other court officials should have been able to stop her.â
It seems that the more he learns about the past and the grim reality that currently grips our country, the more contemptuous Gilles becomes of the king.
And itâs not that I donât see where heâs coming from. I do! But at least in this matter the king wasnât really at fault. His mother was the one in the wrong.
Though, then again, as the king of this country itâs his responsibility to govern properly and not be swayed by familial ties.
âYouâre right. Luke cares very deeply for his mother. But who wouldnât when most of her time and energy was spent doting on him. In comparison, the treatment I received was like night and day. She seemed to hate even the sight of me,â Uncle Will says, grinning wryly.
It may sound like a cruel thing, but such is life. Family histories like this one are truly a dime a dozen. But what is rare is how easily Uncle Will can accept such ill-treatment. Compared to him, I can only feel ashamed for my own intolerance of otherâs petty slights against me.
âSo she plotted against you? And thatâs how you got thrown out?â
âExactly.... Her plan was ingenious. She framed me in such a way that could leave no doubt that I was the criminal. She had me banished from the Royal Palace on charges of planning to murder the king. And to ensure that I would never again attempt to seek an audience with him, she had my eyes gouged out.â
At Uncle Willâs dispassionate speech, Gillesâs face falls into a pale grimace. Next to him, huge, grain-sized tears stream down from Rebeccaâs eyes with an occasional sniffle croaking out from the surrounding onlookers.
.....For someone this capable of drawing in others, isnât it odd that no one tried to speak up for him?
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âThe only people who knew the truth of what happened were Lukeâs mother and her personal servants.â
âSo even the king didnât know?â
âYeah.â
âBut it should have been impossible for her to conceal such a serious matter.â
âShe was incredibly scrupulous when laying out her plans. And it was a rather simple matter to get rid of me without anyone else knowing. After all, I wasnât the king.â
âBut surely someone would have realized that those were false charges and objected?â As I speak, I notice that my voice quavers.
âThere certainly might have been a few people who wanted to stand up for me. However, if they succeeded, then they would undoubtedly be killed, so in the end, the smart ones stayed silent.â
âThen where are those people now.....?â
âYeah, it couldnât be any of those bumbling idiots that are currently running this country.â
âThey were banished from the kingdom.â
We all stiffen at Uncle Willâs words.
Just exactly who expelled who from this country?
No matter how much I think about it, only one person comes to mind, but even she shouldnât have the power to do whatever she wants like that.
âSo that woman had all of your supporters banished?â Gilles is the one who finally speaks up. Iâm sure everyone listening was likely thinking the same thing.
âPrecisely,â Uncle Will murmurs. His gaze no longer holds any lingering sadness or rage. Itâs become completely devoid of any emotion.
âI just canât believe that.â
âItâs true. She had everyone who was on good terms with me exiled from the country and deported to the Ravaal Kingdom.â
....The Ravaal Kingdom. No wonder itâs been prospering so much recently.
âHow many people was it?â
âIf I had to guess, it should only have been three people. But each one was extremely skilled in their respective field.â
âSo, in one fell swoop all of the brilliant minds guiding this country disappeared, leaving only an immature, inexperienced, incompetent king left to rule. That explains the quickly deteriorating state of affairs. This whole country is a sinking ship,â Gilles comments, his eyes narrowing in indignation and disgust.
On the surface, our country seems to be doing fine, but once you take a peek underneath, the living conditions and the livelihood of the lower classes is rapidly devolving into hell.
Gillesâs anger is understandable, since he had to grow up under those inhumanely impoverished conditions. It would be only natural for him to desire revenge for such injustice.
....And without knowing anything about the situation, Liz-san thoughtlessly declared that revenge in any capacity was pointless.
Being a saintess sure is an amazing thing. For her to know whatâs always best for everyone, she couldnât be short of omnipotent. If it were me, Iâd probably end up committing an insane faux pas by actually helping the person out in exacting their vengeance.
âGramps, wouldnât the king have noticed that something seemed odd when you suddenly disappeared?â
âNo. Luke resented me. He was probably relieved when I was gone.â
â.....Not in so many words, but around the time that I was quarreling with his mother over my division of power proposal, he said this to me: âYouâre not even the king, what gives you the right to act so high and mighty.ââ
Wow, the king has such a mother-complex.
âA -year-old certainly might have thought that way in the heat of the moment...â
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âThat king? No way,â Gilles scoffs.
âGilles, hush,â I say, shooting him a little glare.
âSince you said your relationship was ruined, I had assumed that something a bit more,â I pause to find the right word, âserious... had occurred between the two of you, Uncle Will.â
âThe topic they were arguing over that day was a pretty serious one.â
I pointedly ignore Gillesâs retort and continue speaking.
âDid you ever consider verifying the other personâs feelings by asking him directly?â
Uncle Willâs eye goes wide at my question. Gillesâs mouth also falls slack a bit as he stares at me. Even Rebecca has finally stopped crying and is just looking at me, amazed.
Was what I said really that odd?
âUncle Will, you told me some time ago that you didnât feel the need to leave this village. But that was a lie, wasnât it?â
âNo, I.....â
âDonât you wish to be able to see the world again?â I ask while slowly walking closer to him. For once, our roles seem to be reversed and Iâm suddenly acting as the voice of reason.
âIf you truly never wanted to leave, then why did you never give up? Why did you help revitalize this village? ....You canât hide that light in your eye. Even I was awed by your majesty and ended up kneeling down to you.â
Involuntarily, my heart flutters for a second when I see that smile. Even if heâs old enough to be my father, heâs still got it. The power of a handsome face really is unbelievable.
âYouâre absolutely right,â Uncle Will says. âI think Iâm ready now. Iâm ready to see the outside world again,â he smiles, and then just like always, he reaches out his hand and pats me affectionately on the head.
âGo back for today. Weâll continue this conversation tomorrow,â Uncle Will says after a moment, his tone gentle but commanding.
Obediently, I nod my head.
There are still so many things that Iâd like to ask about, but I should leave it at this for now. I donât want to keep bringing up such painful memories for Uncle Will.
Without another word, Gilles and I turn to head back towards the wall of fog.
Just as we reach the border, Gilles looks as if he just thought of something and turns to stare at me.
âWhat ended up happening to the kingâs mother?â
â......I donât know. Iâve never heard any mention of her in the first place.â
âThatâs what I thought.â
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[No, I mean, what do you want me to do?......] Mitsuha
Yes, thereâs nothing I can do about it.
The Empire is another country.
The Kingdom of Darrisson is also another country.
If this country gets invaded, I will do my duty as a nobleman of this country and to protect the people I care about, <as long as it does not endanger me>.
But there is no reason or need for us to meddle in the war between other countries without permission.
The Kingdom of Darrisson and this kingdom have a non-aggression treaty, but theyâre not exactly allies or anything. Therefore, we are not obligated to unconditionally enter into a war just because one side starts one.
And while I did make a personal promise to Her Highness Princess Remia that I would help her when she was in personal danger. I didnât mean it in the sense of taking her side in a war between countries. It was only meant to pressure and intimidate the dangerous people in her country.
Yes, I said, <No matter if itâs an invasion from another country or the Demon Kingâs army>, but that meant that I would protect only Her Highness Princess Remia from them, not the entire country or its people. Itâs a promise between me and Her Highness Princess Remia, not a promise to the country.
Also, the promise made by our previous mission when we visit her country was only to consider the priority deployment of the equipment they had developed. Not to cooperate militarily.
In the first place, unlike my personal <promise to protect Her Highness Princess Remia>, I am not allowed to get involved in a war with another country without the kingdomâs, or His Majestyâs, instructions.
Itâs okay to help individuals as an angel or as Hime-Miko, but itâs not a good idea to interfere in another countryâs war without permission. I am a nobleman of this country after all.......
So, the only thing I can do is to rescue Princess Remia herself from the enemy soldiers just before they break into the royal palace and take her to the asylum of her choice.
Oh, and of course, if she wishes, she can bring her brother with her, His Royal Highness the Prince, and his attendants.
Well, anyway, letâs meet the king and hear what he has to say......
[Thatâs why I came to talk to you.] Mitsuha
This is Sabine-chanâs house, which I entered without permission.
......In other words, the royal palace.
And Iâm talking to the King.
[Not that thereâs anything I can do about it, but I just wanted to make sure you were aware of the situation......] Mitsuha
The king seemed to have a complicated expression on his face at my words.
No, I didnât say anything crazy, did I......?
[Itâs a matter of other countries, but since Princess Gegegeâs country is a member of the Grand Alliance, isnât it bad for the Grand Alliance if it loses the war and is occupied and annexed by a hostile country? Besides, if they get that country, which country would be targeted next?] Mitsuha
Thatâs what I said. then, I was about to ask the king what he was going to do......
[Princess Gegege? What is that? Is it some kind of spectral transformation?] King
Oh right, that was a name only Sabine-chan and I could understand......
, I mean Her Highness, Princess Remia.] Mitsuha
, donât say that weird name anywhere. Never. Even if itâs fake!] King
[......Of course, I understand.......] Mitsuha
[Whatâs with that âpauseâ, huh? That âpauseâ!] King
Be quiet.......
[......Anyway, Mitsuha, you should not meddle without permission. However, if you decide to do something, always, ALWAYS consult with me beforehand! Are we clear?] King
[Yes, of course...
Oh, Iâll just take the liberty of rescuing Her Highness Princess Remia by using the Go...... <crossing> in an emergency.] Mitsuha
[Well, that canât be helped. You may also bring the Prince and the Ministers here.] King
Yeah, with that many people, we could probably set up a government in exile.
If His Royal Highness the Prince is captured, the other side will be able to seize the rightful heir to the throne, so thereâs helping it but to save the siblings as a set.
No, itâs not that thereâs no meaning in <saving Her Highness Princess Remia>, but itâs only in the context of the future of the country and the happiness of the people.
Originally, I couldnât just annihilate the enemy by myself.
No, I might be able to do it physically, thatâs true. And if I hire all the members of Wolf Fang again, or teleport a large rock over the enemyâs main camp, I can annihilate them.......
But I donât think I need to go out there and kill people if I donât have to. Itâs not like Iâm a homicidal maniac.
Itâs only for the moment when I have no choice but to protect myself and the people I love.
[Oneesama, Remia has contacted me! ] Sabine
While I was talking to the king, Sabine-chan came over.
Yeah, earlier, the topic was too sensitive, so it was just a <small talk>, between me, the King, and the Prime Minister. The Crown Prince, the First Princess, and Sabine-chan were not present.
However, Sabine-chan barged into the kingâs office without knocking.
If it was anyone other than Sabine-chan, even if it was another princess or prince, they would be reprimanded severely.
......But Sabine-chan is mostly an exception.
Although, I only think of her as a little too spoiled.
Well, I canât speak for others either......
And this time too, no one scolded her because she seemed to have brought information that was highly urgent.
[Itâs not time for regular contact, is it?] Mitsuha
Regular contact is once every three days. Today is a different day and a different time.
[Yes, while Oneesama is in the Royal Capital, I left the divine power switch on for a few days just in case. I thought Remia might contact me after hours......] Sabine
Here it is.
As expected of Sabine-chan. She thinks for herself and takes appropriate action without anyone telling her to do so.
Be as meticulous as the devil and as bold as an angel......
Oh yeah, compared to Sabine-chan, Princess Remia is much older and already reigning as the crown princess... Since sheâs been trained as a princess from birth, she has a lot of time to mature... and her succession rate to the throne was higher. Moreover, sheâs reigning in a big country. Even so, Sabine-chan and Princess Remia are <friends>, so Sabine-chan is calling her [Remia] and Princess Remia is calling her [Sabine-chan].
And no one can complain about it.
No brave man can say, <Mind your manners!>, even if he has enough influence to speak. Both Princess Remia and Sabine-chan will give him a rather cold gaze that might kill him (socially) if he offends them...
[And the contents? ] Mitsuha
[There are disturbing developments in the empire. And she would like to ask Mitsuha-chan to prepare to fulfill her promise......] Sabine
[What the hell is that~~? That was just lip service to protect Princess Remia and to silence the opposition in the country, you know!
No, wait, itâs a promise, so Iâll have to keep it......
But she didnât make that statement with the intention of running away on her own, did she?......] Mitsuha
[Of course, Oneesama. Sheâs deliberately expanding the scope of her request to escape.
...Or rather, in this case, I will also use that strategy. To reduce the damage to my own country as much as possible and gather support from other countries.
The strength can be obtained without the troublesome negotiations, subsequent rewards at a national level, and huge debts. You can also obtain <The banner of justice>, which means that the servant of the goddess is on your side. And the possibility that the divine soldiers who crushed the imperial army, the elder dragons, and the monsters last time will join the war.
Sabine-chan drops her shoulders as she says that.
Gaaa ~~ !
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Actually, truthfully, we moved to Los Angeles -- thinking we were moving to America, but anyway -- It's a short plane ride from Los Angeles to America.
I got here 12 years ago, and when I got here, I was told various things, like, "Americans don't get irony."
Have you come across this idea?
It's not true. I've traveled the whole length and breadth of this country.
I have found no evidence that Americans don't get irony.
It's one of those cultural myths, like, "The British are reserved." I don't know why people think this.
We've invaded every country we've encountered. But it's not true Americans don't get irony, but I just want you to know that that's what people are saying about you behind your back.
You know, so when you leave living rooms in Europe, people say, thankfully, nobody was ironic in your presence.
But I knew that Americans get irony when I came across that legislation, "No Child Left Behind."
Because whoever thought of that title gets irony.
Don't they?
Because it's leaving millions of children behind.
Now I can see that's not a very attractive name for legislation: "Millions of Children Left Behind." I can see that.
What's the plan?
We propose to leave millions of children behind, and here's how it's going to work.
And it's working beautifully.
In some parts of the country, 60 percent of kids drop out of high school.
In the Native American communities, it's 80 percent of kids.
If we halved that number, one estimate is it would create a net gain to the U.S. economy over 10 years, of nearly a trillion dollars.
From an economic point of view, this is good math, isn't it, that we should do this?
It actually costs an enormous amount to mop up the damage from the dropout crisis.
But the dropout crisis is just the tip of an iceberg.
What it doesn't count are all the kids who are in school but being disengaged from it, who don't enjoy it, who don't get any real benefit from it.
And the reason is not that we're not spending enough money.
America spends more money on education than most other countries.
Class sizes are smaller than in many countries.
And there are hundreds of initiatives every year to try and improve education.
The trouble is, it's all going in the wrong direction.
There are three principles on which human life flourishes, and they are contradicted by the culture of education under which most teachers have to labor and most students have to endure.
The first is this, that human beings are naturally different and diverse.
Can I ask you, how many of you have got children of your own?
Okay. Or grandchildren.
How about two children or more? Right.
And the rest of you have seen such children.
Small people wandering about. I will make you a bet, and I am confident that I will win the bet.
If you've got two children or more, I bet you they are completely different from each other.
Aren't they? You would never confuse them, would you?
Like, "Which one are you? Remind me."
"Your mother and I need some color-coding system so we don't get confused."
Education under "No Child Left Behind" is based on not diversity but conformity.
What schools are encouraged to do is to find out what kids can do across a very narrow spectrum of achievement.
One of the effects of "No Child Left Behind" has been to narrow the focus onto the so-called STEM disciplines.
They're very important.
I'm not here to argue against science and math.
On the contrary, they're necessary but they're not sufficient.
A real education has to give equal weight to the arts, the humanities, to physical education.
An awful lot of kids, sorry, thank you -- One estimate in America currently is that something like 10 percent of kids, getting on that way, under the broad title of attention deficit disorder.
I'm not saying there's no such thing.
I just don't believe it's an epidemic like this.
If you sit kids down, hour after hour, doing low-grade clerical work, don't be surprised if they start to fidget, you know?
Children are not, for the most part, suffering from a psychological condition.
They're suffering from childhood. And I know this because I spent my early life as a child.
I went through the whole thing.
Kids prosper best with a broad curriculum that celebrates their various talents, not just a small range of them.
And by the way, the arts aren't just important because they improve math scores.
They're important because they speak to parts of children's being The second, thank you -- The second principle that drives human life flourishing is curiosity.
If you can light the spark of curiosity in a child, they will learn without any further assistance, very often.
Children are natural learners.
It's a real achievement to put that particular ability out, or to stifle it.
Curiosity is the engine of achievement.
Now the reason I say this is because one of the effects of the current culture here, if I can say so, has been to de-professionalize teachers.
There is no system in the world or any school in the country that is better than its teachers.
Teachers are the lifeblood of the success of schools.
But teaching is a creative profession.
Teaching, properly conceived, is not a delivery system.
You know, you're not there just to pass on received information.
Great teachers do that, but what great teachers also do is mentor, stimulate, provoke, engage.
You see, in the end, education is about learning.
If there's no learning going on, there's no education going on.
And people can spend an awful lot of time discussing education without ever discussing learning.
The whole point of education is to get people to learn.
An old friend of mine -- actually very old, he's dead.
That's as old as it gets, I'm afraid.
But a wonderful guy he was, wonderful philosopher.
He used to talk about the difference between the task and achievement senses of verbs.
You can be engaged in the activity of something, but not really be achieving it, like dieting.
It's a very good example. There he is. He's dieting.
Is he losing any weight? Not really. Teaching is a word like that.
You can say, "There's Deborah, she's in room 34, she's teaching."
But if nobody's learning anything, she may be engaged in the task of teaching but not actually fulfilling it.
The role of a teacher is to facilitate learning. That's it.
And part of the problem is, I think, that the dominant culture of education has come to focus on not teaching and learning, but testing.
Now, testing is important.
Standardized tests have a place.
But they should not be the dominant culture of education.
They should be diagnostic. They should help.
If I go for a medical examination, I want some standardized tests.
I do.
I want to know what my cholesterol level is compared to everybody else's on a standard scale.
I don't want to be told on some scale my doctor invented in the car.
"Your cholesterol is what I call Level Orange."
"Is that good?" "We don't know."
But all that should support learning.
It shouldn't obstruct it, which of course it often does.
So in place of curiosity, what we have is a culture of compliance.
Our children and teachers are encouraged to follow routine algorithms rather than to excite that power of imagination and curiosity.
And the third principle is this: that human life is inherently creative.
It's why we all have different résumés.
We create our lives, and we can recreate them as we go through them.
It's the common currency of being a human being.
It's why human culture is so interesting and diverse and dynamic.
I mean, other animals may well have imaginations and creativity, but it's not so much in evidence, is it, as ours?
I mean, you may have a dog.
And your dog may get depressed.
You know, but it doesn't listen to Radiohead, does it?
And sit staring out the window with a bottle of Jack Daniels.
"Would you like to come for a walk?"
"No, I'm fine."
"You go. I'll wait. But take pictures."
We all create our own lives through this restless process of imagining alternatives and possibilities, and one of the roles of education is to awaken and develop these powers of creativity.
Instead, what we have is a culture of standardization.
Now, it doesn't have to be that way. It really doesn't.
Finland regularly comes out on top in math, science and reading.
Now, we only know that's what they do well at, because that's all that's being tested.
That's one of the problems of the test.
They don't look for other things that matter just as much.
The thing about work in Finland is this: they don't obsess about those disciplines.
They have a very broad approach to education, which includes humanities, physical education, the arts.
Second, there is no standardized testing in Finland.
I mean, there's a bit, but it's not what gets people up in the morning, what keeps them at their desks.
The third thing -- and I was at a meeting recently with some people from Finland, actual Finnish people, and somebody from the American system was saying to the people in Finland, "What do you do about the drop-out rate in Finland?"
And they all looked a bit bemused, and said, "Well, we don't have one.
Why would you drop out?
If people are in trouble, we get to them quite quickly and we help and support them."
Now people always say, "Well, you know, you can't compare Finland to America."
No. I think there's a population of around five million in Finland.
But you can compare it to a state in America.
Many states in America have fewer people in them than that.
I mean, I've been to some states in America and I was the only person there. Really. Really. I was asked to lock up when I left.
But what all the high-performing systems in the world do is currently what is not evident, sadly, across the systems in America -- I mean, as a whole.
One is this: they individualize teaching and learning.
They recognize that it's students who are learning and the system has to engage them, their curiosity, their individuality, and their creativity.
That's how you get them to learn.
The second is that they attribute a very high status to the teaching profession.
They recognize that you can't improve education if you don't pick great people to teach and keep giving them constant support and professional development.
Investing in professional development is not a cost.
It's an investment, and every other country that's succeeding well knows that, whether it's Australia, Canada, South Korea, Singapore, Hong Kong or Shanghai. They know that to be the case.
And the third is, they devolve responsibility to the school level between going into a mode of command and control in education -- That's what happens in some systems.
Central or state governments decide, they know best and they're going to tell you what to do.
The trouble is that education doesn't go on in the committee rooms of our legislative buildings.
It happens in classrooms and schools, and the people who do it are the teachers and the students, and if you remove their discretion, it stops working.
You have to put it back to the people.
There is wonderful work happening in this country.
But I have to say it's happening in spite of the dominant culture of education, not because of it.
It's like people are sailing into a headwind all the time.
And the reason I think is this: that many of the current policies are based on mechanistic conceptions of education.
It's like education is an industrial process that can be improved just by having better data, and somewhere in the back of the mind of some policy makers is this idea that if we fine-tune it well enough, if we just get it right, it will all hum along perfectly into the future.
It won't, and it never did.
The point is that education is not a mechanical system.
It's a human system. It's about people, people who either do want to learn or don't want to learn.
Every student who drops out of school has a reason for it which is rooted in their own biography.
They may find it boring.
They may find it irrelevant.
They may find that it's at odds with the life they're living outside of school.
There are trends, but the stories are always unique.
I was at a meeting recently in Los Angeles of -- they're called alternative education programs. These are programs designed to get kids back into education.
They have certain common features.
They're very personalized.
They have strong support for the teachers, close links with the community and a broad and diverse curriculum, and often programs which involve students outside school as well as inside school.
And they work.
What's interesting to me is, these are called "alternative education."
You know?
And all the evidence from around the world is, if we all did that, there'd be no need for the alternative.
So I think we have to embrace a different metaphor.
We have to recognize that it's a human system, and there are conditions under which people thrive, and conditions under which they don't.
We are after all organic creatures, and the culture of the school is absolutely essential.
Culture is an organic term, isn't it?
Not far from where I live is a place called Death Valley.
Death Valley is the hottest, driest place in America, and nothing grows there.
Nothing grows there because it doesn't rain.
Hence, Death Valley.
In the winter of 2004, it rained in Death Valley.
Seven inches of rain fell over a very short period.
And in the spring of 2005, there was a phenomenon.
The whole floor of Death Valley was carpeted in flowers for a while.
What it proved is this: that Death Valley isn't dead.
It's dormant.
Right beneath the surface are these seeds of possibility waiting for the right conditions to come about, and with organic systems, if the conditions are right, life is inevitable. It happens all the time.
You take an area, a school, a district, you change the conditions, give people a different sense of possibility, a different set of expectations, a broader range of opportunities, you cherish and value the relationships between teachers and learners, you offer people the discretion to be creative and to innovate in what they do, and schools that were once bereft spring to life.
Great leaders know that.
The real role of leadership in education -- and I think it's true at the national level, the state level, at the school level -- is not and should not be command and control.
The real role of leadership is climate control, creating a climate of possibility.
And if you do that, people will rise to it and achieve things that you completely did not anticipate and couldn't have expected.
There's a wonderful quote from Benjamin Franklin.
"There are three sorts of people in the world: Those who are immovable, people who don't get it, or don't want to do anything about it; there are people who are movable, people who see the need for change and are prepared to listen to it; and there are people who move, people who make things happen."
And if we can encourage more people, that will be a movement.
And if the movement is strong enough, that's, in the best sense of the word, a revolution.
And that's what we need.
Thank you very much.
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After parting with Haumea, ambassador Balto left the Adventurerâs Guild, and headed to the direction of the embassy.
However, on the way he turned from the path, sneaking into a back alley with few people. After confirming that there were no eye-witnesses around, he quickly chanted a spell.
âCrimson two, Blue one, Jade oneâDispel.â
The moment the spell activated, his elderly gentlemanly figure dissolved, replaced by a skinny face of a man.
He had not a trace of Baltoâs appearance left. Instead he had a small horn on his forehead.
In other words, he was a Half-Demon.
âPhew... Itâs not easy imitating the nobles.â
Heaving a big sigh, his straight back reverted to its original bent form. His speech didnât change that much, yet the air he gave off was completely different.
He was now looking so shady you would find him suspicious with one glance. It was clearly not the air of someone involved in the official duties.
He took something like a hat from his pocket, put it on, and spoke the keywords for a spell.
âAh, Kufar, did it connect?â
â...Yeah, I hear you.â
There was a few seconds of delay before the other party responded. For a moment, he worried that he made contact at an inconvenient time.
âWas this bad timing?â
âNo, itâs fine. Thereâs no one around. What about there?â
Having asked in turn, the man checked his surroundings once again. It was an alley with almost no people to begin with, so he couldnât find anyone looking his way.
âI see. So, how did it go?â
âIt turned out to be a dummy, after all. The one that showed up was a typical blond-haired and blue-eyed Elf.â
âSo she faked her identity, huh?â
âI used Disguise just in case since the other party was an Elf, but she didnât realize it at all. It was quite a let-down.â
âIt was because it happened inside the Guild. Even if she was nervous, she probably wasnât vigilant.â
The voice of the other party didnât seem particularly surprised and was instead calm.
This result most likely fell in Kufarâs expectations. He was knowledgeable beyond his age, held charisma, and managed to found an organisation in the blink of an eye.
This man was also one of the people who had joined Kufar from the start. It had already been five years since then.
However, Kufarâs outward age stayed at around -. This was a characteristic growth of Half-Demons.
Half-Demons grew to a fixed age, and then their growth stopped. When it stopped depended on the individual, but it was typically between mid-teens to latter thirties. In other words, Kufarâs age was... Not known by anyone.
âSo Haumeaâs tracks stop here, huh?â
âThereâs also the option of asking the âold foolâ directly.â
âI canât take that much risk. That aside...â
âHmm?â
âMaybe we should shake Raum a bit next? If we succeed, maybe she will show herself on her own.â
âHow?â
There was no answer to his question for some time. Instead, there was the sound of rummaging through papers coming from the magic item.
A few minutes were spent in that silence. And then, Kufar finally started speaking.
âFound it. There are descriptions of abnormal evolutions of monsters in one of the old documents. According to it, when they are exposed to high concentration of magic power for a long time, specimens that had undergone a unique mutation seem to appear.
âOh?â
âThere was a Ley Line north of Raum, wasnât there?â
âYeah, but the âold foolâ buried it.â
âItâs not like he sealed it with a spell. We can just dig it up. Tunnel spell should be more than enough to handle some digging.â
âWell, yeah.â
âWe could... Right, we could just throw goblins that have a fast rate of replaceability. If everything goes well, maybe weâll manage to get a General or a Lord to show up.â
âWill it really go that well?â
As the man reflexively objected, Kufar responded with a curt reply.
âIt doesnât have to go well. As long as they have a safe nest, goblins will multiply on their own. As they grow in number, they will attack nearby villages. That chaos alone might manage to lure our target.â
âIs that really the case?â
âBut if we do it while the âold foolâ is present in Raum, he could just wipe them out in one go. Canât we lure him somewhere else somehow?â
âHow about we spread false information there and lure him like that? But what about the âstrategistâ?â
âLeave that one alone. Our goal isnât to annihilate Raum, itâs to cause chaos. If we donât have the goblins be exterminated at a suitable timing, it would decrease our income of the âgoodsâ.â
âGot it. Letâs go with that then.â
âBe extremely careful. It would be bad if they notice our movements again.â
âYeah, I know.â
Kufar was a careful man. But at the same time, he was also bold. His current instructions could have been said to be bold too.
The earlier instructions were quite rough, too. It was true that if you threw goblins that quickly replaced their generations in a place with condensed ley lines, there was indeed a possibility of mutation.
Even so, there was no guarantee that it would happen for certain, and it was also unknown whether they would form together and attack Raum.
However, the man also understood that he wanted that to happen.
âIn that case, I have to lead them there somehow. Maybe I should make a bigger nest and throw a few of them there together. Maybe Iâll even throw in a woman thatâd serve as a seedbed...â
Then he suddenly remembered the Haumea woman that he met earlier. She seemed to be slightly aged, but she was still a beauty. He started using her as a fodder... but then he shook his head.
Haumea herself of course, even the man named Cole seemed to be skilled. Trying to get involved with them and risk getting exposed would be bad.
Kufar was temperate with his comrades, but if the need arose, he would mercilessly get rid of them.
âDangerous, dangerous. Our motto was âeverything steadilyâ wasnât it?â
The man muttered and returned to the form of the ambassador Balto. This was because he couldnât control two spells at the same time.
He took on the fake appearance to go and make the information consistent. At this rate, it would come out that there was an interview that ambassador Balto didnât remember ever holding.
If he delivered the information to the embassy fast, they would know that Haumea was not the one they were looking for.
If he did that, they should stop looking deeper into this situation.
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I walked very comfortably to this missionary school, that was run by an American missionary.
The first thing the American missionary gave me was a candy.
I had never in my life ever tasted candy.
So I said to myself, with all these hundred other boys, this is where I belong.
When everybody else was dropping out.
My family moved; we're nomads.
It was a boarding school, I was seven -- Every time it closed you had to travel to find them.
40-50 miles, it doesn't matter.
You slept in the bush, but you kept going.
And I stayed. I don't know why, but I did.
All of a sudden I passed the national examination, found myself in a very beautiful high school in Kenya.
And I finished high school. And just walking, I found a man who gave me a full scholarship to the United States.
My mother still lived in a cow-dung hut, none of my brothers were going to school, and this man told me, "Here, go."
I got a scholarship to St. Lawrence University, Upstate New York; finished that.
And after that I went to Harvard Graduate School; finished that. Then I worked in DC a little bit: I wrote a book for National Geographic and taught U.S. history.
And every time, I kept going back home, listening to their problems -- sick people, people with no water, all this stuff -- every time I go back to America, I kept thinking about them.
Then one day, an elder gave me a story that went like this: long time ago, there was a big war between tribes.
This specific tribe was really afraid of this other Luhya tribe.
Every time, they sent scouts to make sure no one attacked them.
So one day, the scouts came running and told the villagers, "The enemies are coming. Only half an hour away, they'll be here."
So people scrambled, took their things and ready to go, move out.
But there were two men: one man was blind, one man had no legs -- he was born like that.
The leader of the chiefs said, "No, sorry. We can't take you. You'll slow us down.
We have to flee our women and children, we have to run."
And they were left behind, waiting to die.
But these two people worked something out.
The blind man said, "Look, I'm a very strong man but I can't see."
The man with no legs says, "I can see as far as the end of the world, but I can't save myself from a cat, or whatever animals."
The blind man went down on his knees like this, and told the man with no legs to go over his back, and stood up.
The man on top can see, the blind man can walk.
These guys took off, followed the footsteps of the villagers until they found and passed them.
So, this was told to me in a setup of elders.
And it's a really poor area. I represent Northern Kenya: the most nomadic, remote areas you can even find.
And that man told me, "So, here you are.
You've got a good education from America, you have a good life in America; what are you going to do for us?
We want you to be our eyes, we'll give you the legs.
We'll walk you, you lead us."
The opportunity came. I was always thinking about that: "What can I do to help my people?
Every time you go to an area where for 43 years of independence, we still don't have basic health facilities.
A man has to be transported in a wheelbarrow 30 km for a hospital.
No clean drinking water.
So I said, "I'm going to dedicate myself. I'm leaving America.
Last June, I moved from America, ran in July election and won.
And I came for them, and that's my goal.
Right now I have in place, for the last nine months, a plan that in five years, every nomad will have clean drinking water.
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I'm asking my friends from America to help with bringing nurses or doctors to help us out.
I'm trying to improve infrastructure.
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I'm trying to develop homegrown solutions to our issues because people from outside can come and help us, but if we don't help ourselves, there's nothing to do.
My plan right now as I continue with introducing students to different fields -- some become doctors, some lawyers -- we want to produce a comprehensive group of people, students who can come back and help us see a community grow that is in the middle of a huge economic recession.
As I continue to be a Member of Parliament and as I continue listening to all of you talking about botany, health, democracy, new inventions, I'm hoping that one day in my own little community -- which is 26,000 square km, maybe five times Rhode Island -- with no roads, we'll be able to become a model to help others develop.
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And here's how news shapes what Americans see.
This map -- -- this map shows the number of seconds that American network and cable news organizations dedicated to news stories, by country, in February of 2007 -- just one year ago.
Now, this was a month when North Korea agreed to dismantle its nuclear facilities.
There was massive flooding in Indonesia.
And in Paris, the IPCC released its study confirming man's impact on global warming.
The U.S. accounted for 79 percent of total news coverage.
And when we take out the U.S. and look at the remaining 21 percent, we see a lot of Iraq -- that's that big green thing there -- and little else.
The combined coverage of Russia, China and India, for example, reached just one percent.
When we analyzed all the news stories and removed just one story, here's how the world looked.
What was that story? The death of Anna Nicole Smith.
This story eclipsed every country except Iraq, and received 10 times the coverage of the IPCC report.
And the cycle continues; as we all know, Britney has loomed pretty large lately.
So, why don't we hear more about the world?
One reason is that news networks have reduced the number of their foreign bureaus by half.
Aside from one-person ABC mini-bureaus in Nairobi, New Delhi and Mumbai, there are no network news bureaus in all of Africa, India or South America -- places that are home to more than two billion people.
The reality is that covering Britney is cheaper.
And this lack of global coverage is all the more disturbing when we see where people go for news.
Local TV news looms large, and unfortunately only dedicates 12 percent of its coverage to international news.
And what about the web?
The most popular news sites don't do much better.
Last year, Pew and the Colombia J-School analyzed the 14,000 stories that appeared on Google News' front page.
And they, in fact, covered the same 24 news events.
Similarly, a study in e-content showed that much of global news from U.S. news creators is recycled stories from the AP wire services and Reuters, and don't put things into a context that people can understand their connection to it.
So, if you put it all together, this could help explain why today's college graduates, as well as less educated Americans, know less about the world than their counterparts did 20 years ago.
And if you think it's simply because we are not interested, you would be wrong.
In recent years, Americans who say they closely follow global news most of the time grew to over 50 percent.
The real question: is this distorted worldview what we want for Americans in our increasingly interconnected world?
I know we can do better.
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as a political movement and then became a drug movement.
There are one billion children in the world, and 50 percent of them don't have electricity at home or at school.
And in some countries -- let me pick Afghanistan -- 75 percent of the little girls don't go to school.
And I don't mean that they drop out of school in the third or fourth grade -- they don't go.
So in the three years since I talked at TED and showed a prototype, it's gone from an idea to a real laptop.
We have half a million laptops today in the hands of children.
We have about a quarter of a million in transit to those and other children, and then there are another quarter of a million more that are being ordered at this moment.
So, in rough numbers, there are a million laptops.
That's smaller than I predicted -- I predicted three to 10 million -- but is still a very large number.
In Colombia, we have about 3,000 laptops.
It's the Minister of Defense with whom we're working, not the Minister of Education, because it is seen as a strategic defense issue in the sense of liberating these zones that had been completely closed off, in which the people who had been causing, if you will, 40 years' worth of bombings and kidnappings and assassinations lived.
And suddenly, the kids have connected laptops.
They've leapfrogged.
The change is absolutely monumental, because it's not just opening it up, but it's opening it up to the rest of the world.
So yes, they're building roads, yes, they're putting in telephone, yes, there will be television.
But the kids six to 12 years old are surfing the Internet in Spanish and in local languages, so the children grow up with access to information, with a window into the rest of the world.
Before, they were closed off.
Interestingly enough, in other countries, it will be the Minister of Finance who sees it as an engine of economic growth.
And that engine is going to see the results in 20 years.
It's not going to happen, you know, in one year, but it's an important, deeply economic and cultural change that happens through children.
Thirty-one countries in total are involved, and in the case of Uruguay, half the children already have them, and by the middle of 2009, every single child in Uruguay will have a laptop -- a little green laptop.
Now what are some of the results?
Some of the results that go across every single country include teachers saying they have never loved teaching so much, measured by third parties -- not by us -- skyrockets.
Probably the most important thing we see is children teaching parents.
They own the laptops. They take them home.
And so when I met with three children from the schools, who had traveled all day to come to Bogota, one of the three children brought her mother.
And the reason she brought her mother is that this six-year-old child had been teaching her mother how to read and write.
Her mother had not gone to primary school.
And this is such an inversion, and such a wonderful example of children being the agents of change.
So now, in closing, people say, now why laptops?
Laptops are a luxury; it's like giving them iPods. No.
The reason you want laptops is that the word is education, not laptop.
This is an education project, not a laptop project.
They need to learn learning. And then, just think -- they can have, let's say, 100 books.
In a village, you have 100 laptops, each with a different set of 100 books, and so that village suddenly has 10,000 books.
You and I didn't have 10,000 books when we went to primary school.
Sometimes school is under a tree, or in many cases, the teacher has only a fifth-grade education, so you need a collaborative model of learning, not just building more schools and training more teachers, which you have to do anyway.
So we're once again doing "Give One, Get One."
Last year, we ran a "Give One, Get One" program, and it generated over 100,000 laptops that we were then able to give free.
And by being a zero-dollar laptop, we can go to countries that can't afford it at all.
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Places that are not markets, seeding it with the principles of saturation, connectivity, low ages, etc.
And then we can actually roll out large numbers.
So think of it this way: think of it as inoculating children against ignorance.
And think of the laptop as a vaccine.
You don't vaccinate a few children.
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According to Father, some stupid nobles offered to take care of Mazellâs family while I was in Anheim, but Father had dealt with them. Perhaps fishing out these nobles was also the royal familyâs aim in appointing me as Anheimâs governor.
Now, I was in the middle of receiving a report regarding what happened to Count Bachem and Lestlatga after Lilyâs kidnapping. His Highness was busy today, so he didnât call me to receive the report but rather, an official came to my office.
âFirst of all, I have been entrusted with words of praise for Viscountâs hard work.â
âThank you for your kind words.â
â was just a formality, but apparently, it was not. What I did ended up making the Bain Kingdom gain the upper hand in diplomatic relations with other countries. Incidentally, even though he was an official, he was the kingdomâs messenger to me, so he spoke politely to me.
However, since our conversation was more about sharing information than an official report, our conversation was more relaxed.
âThe fact that the devils have infiltrated our country was a rather embarrassing incident for our country internationally but it turns out, the devils had also infiltrated Lestlatga.â
âOh, I see... Wait, demons also infiltrated Lestlatga!?â
The second half of the sentence surprised me. Now I understood the demons had also made moves against other countries.
âLestlatga was currently in the middle of a succession conflict between the First Prince and the Second Prince.â
âOh...â
Was the succession war so fierce that it was even known to the Bain Kingdom? Only the king of Lestlatga appeared in the game, but it seemed that the kingdom also had two princes. I wondered if the reason why these two princes didnât appear in the game was the same as why the other nobles of the Bain Kingdom didnât appear.
âFrom what I heard, the person who pulled the string behind this incident was a close aide of the Second Prince. Because of that, the First Princeâs faction have also extended gratitude to us, albeit unofficially.â
It seemed like Lestlatgaâs newly appointed ambassador was a member of the First Princeâs faction. The old ambassador was being held responsible for the kidnapping incident.
I wondered if demons tempted the Second Princeâs faction to kidnap Mazellâs family, so that the Second Princeâs faction could force Mazell to become their subordinate? Maybe they were backed into a corner by the First Princeâs faction, so they chose this path, hoping to turn the table.
However, because now it was proven that Lestlatga had also been infiltrated by the devils, the devils might have also infiltrated other countries. Ah, so that was why he said âit
âOur Bain Kingdom has already eliminated the devils who infiltrated our country. But what about your country?
âYes. All this time, other countries have been laughing at us behind our backs for allowing devils to infiltrate our capital, but now since it was known that the devils have also infiltrated Lestlatga, other countries have changed their attitude and now have been asking our ambassadors on how we can eliminate the devils and teach them to do the same.â
He might be speaking to me, a noble of his own country, even so, this personâs way of explaining was quite brazen. I wondered if he was an official who held a high position in the diplomatic field, or if he interacted daily with someone like that. Either way, he didnât seem to be just a normal official. He might be a high-ranking official or a perhaps close aide of a noble.
In any case, I didnât know his position, so I didnât want to show my hands too much. I decided to seamlessly divert the conversation.
âIs the merchant who called himself Rafed also a member of the Second Princeâs faction?â
âYes, he is. Well, he begged and cried when he was captured, saying that he did not know that it was a plan made by a devil.â
Hmm... The Second Princeâs faction wanted to take Mazellâs family as a hostage so that they could force Mazell to work for them. However, they were unknowingly used by Devils. Devilsâ original plan was probably to take Mazellâs family from Rafed before they entered Lestlatga, that was why demons were waiting for Rafed outside of the Lestlatgaâs walls.
Because of this incident, the Second Princeâs faction fell, giving the First Prince a chance to consolidate his position as the heir to Lestlatgaâs throne. On the other hand, our country was able to take advantage of the fact that the member of Lestlatgaâs royal family was being used by the devil to gain the upper hand in the diplomatic relationship with Lestlatga.
âHow about Count Bachem? Why did the Count of our country cooperate with a foreign country?â
The official smiled bitterly. Why was your expression mixed with pity?
âThen?â
âHe had a very good relationship with his first wife. Unfortunately, his first wife passed away because of illness. After that, Count Bachem remarried, but his relationship with his second wife was not very good.â
Then, the official continued to tell me that the current Count Bachemâs second wife was, in fact, the former Count Bachemâs younger sister! His wife was older than him. Whoah... your wife was your father-in-lawâs younger sister, who was older than you. I could imagine how weak the current Count Bachemâs position was in his own home.
âCount Bachemâs eldest son was the son of his first wife while his second son was the son of his current wife, but his current wife insisted that the Countâs second son was the rightful heir, and she had pressed the Count to officially acknowledge that daily.â
âWell, that is... a quite common story.â
So, Count Bachemâs motive was also a family dispute. In any case, was the second son even Count Bachemâs biological son? Well, since this world didnât have DNA tests, I guess no one would ever know.
âUnable to bear with his wife constantly pushing him, the Count finally left his estate and stayed in the capital with his eldest son. While constantly hoping that his wife would die in an
Rafed must have approached the Count because he needed someone to help him from inside. Rafed claimed to be a merchant, but also seemed to know a lot about poison. I remembered one of his men attempted to use a paralyzing poison back when Mazellâs family was kidnapped.
in exchange for the Count helping him to bring the Heroâs family to the capital.â
That was the reason!? What the hell? No wonder His Majesty was that angry. Ah, no, maybe the Count and his eldest son were constantly facing his wifeâs assassination attempt, and that was why he took a desperate measure. I mean, the noble families were often chaotic behind the screen.
Either way, Iâd like to tell him to not involve others in his own family affair.
âThe Count explained to His Majesty that the reason why he did so was because the Hero was capable of killing two demon generals. He was a threat to our country, so for the sake of this country, the count wanted to chase Hero off while also sowing the seeds of political strife in another country.â
âWhat did His Majesty say against that?â
I asked while keeping my poker face perfect and my voice calm. I had expected that someone would someday say something like that against Mazell.
Well, in Count Bachemâs case, it was used as a mere excuse and I was sure that His Majesty wouldnât accept that excuse since if he did, that would be like declaring to the kingdom that the royal family saw Mazell as a threat.
how could Sirâs personal opinion be an excuse for Sir to cooperate with another country to kidnap our people?
I felt sorry for him, even though I didnât want to sympathize with him.
, the image that commonly came to mind was a room with stone walls and iron bars filled with several people. Commonersâ prisons in this world were like that too.
On the other hand, the noblesâ prisons were different. A noble prison was more like a private room, although there was an iron bar in its window. Of course, there were also harsh prisons where the prisoners would be chained all day long....But the
was a prison for criminals with heavy crime. It was about one meter high, centimeters wide, and centimeters deep. It was literally a hole surrounded by stone walls with only a thick board acting as a door.
As anyone could imagine by the size of the hole, an adult couldnât stand up or even lie down inside of it. Count Bachem must sit while leaning on the wall, and he had to eat and sleep constantly in that position. There was no light inside, so it would be pitch black at night and there was no bathroom.
You would definitely get PTSD after you entered the rat hole. If a noble was thrown into a rat hole, I suspect that noble would bang their head to the wall and die an âaccidental deathâ
âThe Countâs eldest son was put into another prison. Soldiers have also been sent to arrest the countâs wife and second son. As for Bachem County, it was currently under the control of the royal family.â
âI see. I now understand the situation. Thank you for the information and the explanation.â
Although I understood the situation, I didnât want to get involved. I mean, trial and such was the kingdomâs responsibility, not mine, so I thanked him politely and after that, he said goodbye to me and left.
After he had left, I let out a breath. As expected, someone finally brought up the âMazell is dangerousâ card.
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Our democracies rely on elections.
We all understand why we have elections, and we all leave the house on the same day to go and vote.
We cherish the opportunity to have our say, to help decide the future of the country.
The fundamental idea is that politicians are given mandate to speak for us, to make decisions on our behalf that affect us all.
Without that mandate, they would be corrupt.
Well unfortunately, power corrupts, and so people will do lots of things to get power and to stay in power, including doing bad things to elections.
You see, even if the idea of the election is perfect, running a countrywide election is a big project, and big projects are messy.
Whenever there is an election, it seems like something always goes wrong, someone tries to cheat, or something goes accidentally awry -- a ballot box goes missing here, chads are left hanging over here.
To make sure as few things as possible go wrong, we have all these procedures around the election.
So for example, you come to the polling station, and a poll station worker asks for your ID before giving you a ballot form and asking you to go into a voting booth to fill out your vote.
When you come back out, you get to drop your vote into the ballot box where it mixes with all the other votes, so that no one knows how you voted.
Well, what I want us to think about for a moment after you drop your vote into the ballot box.
And most people would go home and feel sure that their vote has been counted, because they trust that the election system works.
They trust that election workers and election observers do their jobs and do their jobs correctly.
The ballot boxes go to counting places.
They're unsealed and the votes are poured out and laboriously counted.
Most of us have to trust that that happens correctly for our own vote, and we all have to trust that that happens correctly for all the votes in the election.
So we have to trust a lot of people.
We have to trust a lot of procedures.
And sometimes we even have to trust computers.
So imagine hundreds of millions of voters casting hundreds of millions of votes, all to be counted correctly and all the things that can possibly go wrong causing all these bad headlines, and you cannot help but feel exhausted at the idea of trying to make elections better.
Well in the face of all these bad headlines, researchers have taken a step back and thought about how we can do elections differently.
They've zoomed out and looked at the big picture.
And the big picture is this: elections should be verifiable.
Voters should be able to check that their votes are counted correctly, without breaking election secrecy, which is so very important.
And that's the tough part.
How do we make an election system completely verifiable while keeping the votes absolutely secret?
Well, the way we've come up with uses computers but doesn't depend on them.
And the secret is the ballot form.
And if you look closely at these ballot forms, you'll notice that the candidate list is in a different order on each one.
And that means, if you mark your choices on one of them and then remove the candidate list, I won't be able to tell from the bit remaining what your vote is for.
And on each ballot form there is this encrypted value in the form of this 2D barcode on the right.
And there's some complicated cryptography but what's not complicated is voting with one of these forms.
So we can let computers do all the complicated cryptography for us, and then we'll use the paper for verification.
So this is how you vote.
You get one of these ballot forms at random, and then you go into the voting booth, and you mark your choices, and you tear along a perforation.
And you shred the candidate list.
this is your encrypted vote.
So you let a poll station worker scan your encrypted vote.
And because it's encrypted, it can be submitted, stored and counted centrally and displayed on a website for anyone to see, including you.
So you take this encrypted vote home as your receipt.
And after the close of the election, you can check that your vote was counted by comparing your receipt to the vote on the website.
And remember, the vote is encrypted from the moment you leave the voting booth, so if an election official wants to find out how you voted, they will not be able to.
If the government wants to find out how you voted, they won't be able to.
No hacker can break in and find out how you voted.
No hacker can break in and change your vote, because then it won't match your receipt.
Votes can't go missing because then you won't find yours when you look for it.
But the election magic doesn't stop there.
Instead, we want to make the whole process so transparent that news media and international observers and anyone who wants to can download all the election data and do the count themselves.
They can check that all the votes were counted correctly.
They can check that the announced result of the election is the correct one.
And these are elections by the people, for the people.
So the next step for our democracies are transparent and verifiable elections.
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Voiceless people realized that they had a voice, and it was powerful and eloquent.
If a newspaper ran some racist or homophobic column, we realized we could do something about it.
We could get them.
We could hit them with a weapon that we understood but they didn't -- a social media shaming.
Advertisers would withdraw their advertising.
When powerful people misused their privilege, we were going to get them.
This was like the democratization of justice.
Hierarchies were being leveled out.
We were going to do things better.
Soon after that, a disgraced pop science writer called Jonah Lehrer -- he'd been caught plagiarizing and faking quotes, and he was drenched in shame and regret, he told me.
And he had the opportunity to publicly apologize at a foundation lunch.
This was going to be the most important speech of his life.
Maybe it would win him some salvation.
He knew before he arrived that the foundation was going to be live-streaming his event, but what he didn't know until he turned up, was that they'd erected a giant screen Twitter feed right next to his head.
Another one in a monitor screen in his eye line.
I don't think the foundation did this because they were monstrous.
I think they were clueless: I think this was a unique moment when the beautiful naivety of Twitter was hitting the increasingly horrific reality.
And here were some of the Tweets that were cascading into his eye line, as he was trying to apologize: "Jonah Lehrer, boring us into forgiving him."
And, "Jonah Lehrer has not proven that he is capable of feeling shame."
That one must have been written by the best psychiatrist ever, to know that about such a tiny figure behind a lectern.
And, "Jonah Lehrer is just a frigging sociopath."
That last word is a very human thing to do, to dehumanize the people we hurt.
It's because we want to destroy people but not feel bad about it.
Imagine if this was an actual court, and the accused was in the dark, begging for another chance, and the jury was yelling out, "Bored! Sociopath!"
You know, when we watch courtroom dramas, we tend to identify with the kindhearted defense attorney, but give us the power, and we become like hanging judges.
Power shifts fast.
We were getting Jonah because he was perceived to have misused his privilege, but Jonah was on the floor then, and we were still kicking, and congratulating ourselves for punching up.
And it began to feel weird and empty when there wasn't a powerful person who had misused their privilege that we could get.
A day without a shaming began to feel like a day picking fingernails and treading water.
Let me tell you a story.
It's about a woman called Justine Sacco.
She was a PR woman from New York with 170 Twitter followers, and she'd Tweet little acerbic jokes to them, like this one on a plane from New York to London: [Weird German Dude: You're in first class. It's 2014. Get some deodorant."
-Inner monologue as inhale BO. Thank god for pharmaceuticals.] So Justine chuckled to herself, and pressed send, and got no replies, and felt that sad feeling that we all feel when the Internet doesn't congratulate us for being funny.
Black silence when the Internet doesn't talk back.
And then she got to Heathrow, and she had a little time to spare before her final leg, so she thought up another funny little acerbic joke: [Going to Africa. Hope I don't get AIDS. Just kidding. I'm white!] And she chuckled to herself, pressed send, got on the plane, got no replies, turned off her phone, fell asleep, woke up 11 hours later, turned on her phone while the plane was taxiing on the runway,
and straightaway there was a message from somebody that she hadn't spoken to since high school, that said, "I am so sorry to see what's happening to you."
And then another message from a best friend, "You need to call me right now.
You are the worldwide number one trending topic on Twitter."
What had happened is that one of her 170 followers had sent the Tweet to a Gawker journalist, and he retweeted it to his 15,000 followers: [And now, a funny holiday joke from IAC's PR boss] And then it was like a bolt of lightning.
A few weeks later, I talked to the Gawker journalist.
I emailed him and asked him how it felt, and he said, "It felt delicious."
And then he said, "But I'm sure she's fine."
But she wasn't fine, because while she slept, Twitter took control of her life and dismantled it piece by piece.
First there were the philanthropists: [If @JustineSacco's unfortunate words ... bother you, join me in supporting @CARE's work in Africa.] [In light of ... disgusting, racist tweet, I'm donating to @care today] Then came the beyond horrified: [... no words for that horribly disgusting racist as fuck tweet from Justine Sacco.
I am beyond horrified.] Was anybody on Twitter that night? A few of you.
Did Justine's joke overwhelm your Twitter feed the way it did mine?
It did mine, and I thought what everybody thought that night, which was, "Wow, somebody's screwed!
Somebody's life is about to get terrible!"
And I sat up in my bed, and I put the pillow behind my head, and then I thought, I'm not entirely sure that joke was intended to be racist.
Maybe instead of gleefully flaunting her privilege, she was mocking the gleeful flaunting of privilege.
There's a comedy tradition of this, like South Park or Colbert or Randy Newman.
Maybe Justine Sacco's crime was not being as good at it as Randy Newman.
In fact, when I met Justine a couple of weeks later in a bar, she was just crushed, and I asked her to explain the joke, and she said, "Living in America puts us in a bit of a bubble when it comes to what is going on in the Third World.
I was making of fun of that bubble."
You know, another woman on Twitter that night, a New Statesman writer Helen Lewis, she reviewed my book on public shaming and wrote that she Tweeted that night, "I'm not sure that her joke was intended to be racist," and she said straightaway she got a fury of Tweets saying, "Well, you're just a privileged bitch, too."
And so to her shame, she wrote, she shut up and watched as Justine's life got torn apart.
It started to get darker: [Everyone go report this cunt @JustineSacco] Then came the calls for her to be fired.
[Good luck with the job hunt in the new year. #GettingFired] Thousands of people around the world decided it was their duty to get her fired.
[@JustineSacco last tweet of your career. #SorryNotSorry Corporations got involved, hoping to sell their products on the back of Justine's annihilation: [Next time you plan to tweet something stupid before you take off, make sure you are getting on a @Gogo flight!] A lot of companies were making good money that night.
You know, Justine's name was normally Googled 40 times a month.
That month, between December the 20th and the end of December, her name was Googled 1,220,000 times.
And one Internet economist told me that that meant that Google made somewhere between 120,000 dollars and 468,000 dollars from Justine's annihilation, whereas those of us doing the actual shaming -- we got nothing.
We were like unpaid shaming interns for Google.
And then came the trolls: [I'm actually kind of hoping Justine Sacco gets aids? lol] Somebody else on that wrote, "Somebody HIV-positive should rape this bitch and then we'll find out if her skin color protects her from AIDS."
And that person got a free pass.
Nobody went after that person.
We were all so excited about destroying Justine, and our shaming brains are so simple-minded, that we couldn't also handle destroying somebody who was inappropriately destroying Justine.
Justine was really uniting a lot of disparate groups that night, from philanthropists to "rape the bitch."
[@JustineSacco I hope you get fired! You demented bitch...
Just let the world know you're planning to ride bare back while in Africa.] Women always have it worse than men.
When a man gets shamed, it's, "I'm going to get you fired."
When a woman gets shamed, it's, "I'm going to get you fired and raped and cut out your uterus."
And then Justine's employers got involved: [IAC on @JustineSacco tweet: This is an outrageous, offensive comment.
Employee in question currently unreachable on an intl flight.] And that's when the anger turned to excitement: [All I want for Christmas is to see @JustineSacco's face when her plane lands and she checks her inbox/voicemail. #fired] [Oh man, @justinesacco is going to have the most painful phone-turning-on moment ever when her plane lands.] [We are about to watch this @JustineSacco bitch get fired. In REAL time.
Before she even KNOWS she's getting fired.] What we had was a delightful narrative arc.
We knew something that Justine didn't.
Can you think of anything less judicial than this?
Justine was asleep on a plane and unable to explain herself, and her inability was a huge part of the hilarity.
On Twitter that night, we were like toddlers crawling towards a gun.
Somebody worked out exactly which plane she was on, so they linked to a flight tracker website.
[British Airways Flight 43 On-time - arrives in 1 hour 34 minutes] A hashtag began trending worldwide: # hasJustineLandedYet?
[It is kinda wild to see someone self-destruct without them even being aware of it. #hasJustineLandedYet] [Seriously. I just want to go home to go to bed, but everyone at the bar is SO into #HasJustineLandedYet. Can't look away. Can't leave.] [#HasJustineLandedYet may be the best thing to happen to my Friday night.] [Is no one in Cape Town going to the airport to tweet her arrival?
Come on, twitter! I'd like pictures] And guess what? Yes there was.
[@JustineSacco HAS in fact landed at Cape Town international.
And if you want to know what it looks like to discover that you've just been torn to shreds because of a misconstrued liberal joke, not by trolls, but by nice people like us, this is what it looks like: [... She's decided to wear sunnies as a disguise.] So why did we do it?
I think some people were genuinely upset, but I think for other people, it's because Twitter is basically a mutual approval machine.
We surround ourselves with people who feel the same way we do, and we approve each other, and that's a really good feeling.
And if somebody gets in the way, we screen them out.
And do you know what that's the opposite of?
It's the opposite of democracy.
We wanted to show that we cared about people dying of AIDS in Africa.
Our desire to be seen to be compassionate is what led us to commit this profoundly un-compassionate act.
As Meghan O'Gieblyn wrote in the Boston Review, "This isn't social justice. It's a cathartic alternative."
For the past three years, I've been going around the world meeting people like Justine Sacco -- and believe me, there's a lot of people like Justine Sacco.
There's more every day.
And we want to think they're fine, but they're not fine.
The people I met were mangled.
They talked to me about depression, and anxiety and insomnia and suicidal thoughts.
One woman I talked to, who also told a joke that landed badly, she stayed home for a year and a half.
Before that, she worked with adults with learning difficulties, and was apparently really good at her job.
Justine was fired, of course, because social media demanded it.
But it was worse than that.
She was losing herself.
She was waking up in the middle of the night, forgetting who she was.
She was got because she was perceived to have misused her privilege.
And of course, that's a much better thing to get people for than the things we used to get people for, like having children out of wedlock.
But the phrase "misuse of privilege" is becoming a free pass to tear apart pretty much anybody we choose to.
It's becoming a devalued term, and it's making us lose our capacity for empathy and for distinguishing between serious and unserious transgressions.
Justine had 170 Twitter followers, and so to make it work, she had to be fictionalized.
Word got around that she was the daughter the mining billionaire Desmond Sacco.
[Let us not be fooled by #JustineSacco her father is a SA mining billionaire.
She's not sorry. And neither is her father.] I thought that was true about Justine, until I met her at a bar, and I asked her about her billionaire father, and she said, "My father sells carpets."
And I think back on the early days of Twitter, when people would admit shameful secrets about themselves, and other people would say, "Oh my God, I'm exactly the same."
These days, the hunt is on for people's shameful secrets.
You can lead a good, ethical life, but some bad phraseology in a Tweet can overwhelm it all, become a clue to your secret inner evil.
Maybe there's two types of people in the world: those people who favor humans over ideology, and those people who favor ideology over humans.
I favor humans over ideology, but right now, the ideologues are winning, and they're creating a stage for constant artificial high dramas where everybody's either a magnificent hero or a sickening villain, even though we know that's not true about our fellow humans.
What's true is that we are clever and stupid; what's true is that we're grey areas.
The great thing about social media was how it gave a voice to voiceless people, but we're now creating a surveillance society, where the smartest way to survive is to go back to being voiceless.
Let's not do that.
Thank you.
Bruno Giussani: Thank you, Jon.
Jon Ronson: Thanks, Bruno.
BG: Don't go away.
What strikes me about Justine's story is also the fact that if you Google her name today, this story covers the first 100 pages of Google results -- there is nothing else about her.
In your book, you mention another story of another victim who actually got taken on by a reputation management firm, and by creating blogs and posting nice, innocuous stories about her love for cats and holidays and stuff, managed to get the story off the first couple pages of Google results, but it didn't last long.
A couple of weeks later, they started creeping back up to the top result.
Is this a totally lost battle?
Jon Ronson: You know, I think the very best thing we can do, if you see a kind of unfair or an ambiguous shaming, is to speak up, because I think the worst thing that happened to Justine was that nobody supported her -- like, everyone was against her, and that is profoundly traumatizing, to be told by tens of thousands of people that you need to get out.
But if a shaming happens and there's a babble of voices, like in a democracy, where people are discussing it, I think that's much less damaging.
So I think that's the way forward, but it's hard, because if you do stand up for somebody, it's incredibly unpleasant.
BG: So let's talk about your experience, because you stood up by writing this book.
By the way, it's mandatory reading for everybody, okay?
You stood up because the book actually puts the spotlight on shamers.
And I assume you didn't only have friendly reactions on Twitter.
JR: It didn't go down that well with some people.
I mean, you don't want to just concentrate -- because lots of people understood, and were really nice about the book.
But yeah, for 30 years I've been writing stories about abuses of power, and when I say the powerful people over there in the military, or in the pharmaceutical industry, everybody applauds me.
As soon as I say, "We are the powerful people abusing our power now," I get people saying, "Well you must be a racist too."
BG: So the other night -- yesterday -- we were at dinner, and there were two discussions going on.
On one side you were talking with people around the table -- and that was a nice, constructive discussion.
On the other, every time you turned to your phone, there is this deluge of insults.
JR: Yeah. This happened last night. We had like a TED dinner last night.
We were chatting and it was lovely and nice, and I decided to check Twitter.
Somebody said, "You are a white supremacist."
And then I went back and had a nice conversation with somebody, and then I went back to Twitter, somebody said my very existence made the world a worse place.
My friend Adam Curtis says that maybe the Internet is like a John Carpenter movie from the 1980s, when eventually everyone will start screaming at each other and shooting each other, and then eventually everybody would flee to somewhere safer, and I'm starting to think of that as a really nice option.
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Not fighting clothes. I needed clothes that did not draw attention.
This district was full of mansions owned by noblemen, so metal armor and a gleaming Devil King Sword would stick out too much.
It would be one thing if I was just passing by, but I wanted to stop and observe.
âThen it should be something a servant would wear.â
But still, I wanted to bring the Devil King Sword with me as well.
So it needed to be loose clothing that I could hide things inside.
âAlright, this is good.â
I finished dressing in my room and went back to the drawing room.
âIâll be going then. Hold the fort until I get back.â
âPlease be careful.â
âDonât let your guard down.â
Shia and Serulis said encouragingly. But Milka scowled.
âWhat is with that sword?â
âItâs a good sword. I know that it might draw attention, but I want to bring it with me.â
âI think it draws way too much attention.â
âReally?â
âYes.â
I looked at Luchila.
âWhat do you think?â
âIt does stick out. You look like an Adventurer.â
âI see. Well, thatâs no good.â
Grulf looked worried as he walked up to me. I patted him on the head.
âWell, Iâll just hide it.â
âYou can hide it?â
I said. Then I decided to leave for Marquis Mastafonâs house.
Just as I left the mansion, Gerberga said,
âCock-a-doodle-dooo!â
Very loudly. It was like he was saying that he would pray for my victory.
Before leaving the gate, I cast a spell of concealment over the sword.
Of course, those with high resistance to magic, or who were very skilled with it, they might recognize the sword.
But most normal people wouldnât.
I pretended to be a normal passerby and inspected Marquis Mastafonâs house.
The house was surrounded by a wall that was as tall a man and a half.
(One main gate. One back door.)
I counted the number of entrances.
There were two gatekeepers by the main gate. And in the back, there was one gatekeeper.
(Itâs very suspicious.)
That was my first reaction.
Normally, you would not have guards stationed by the back door.
The city was a peaceful place. Gatekeepers were mainly stationed there to greet guests.
So there was no need to have anyone where guests did not come through.
I watched the gatekeepers closely as I walked in front of the mansion.
All three of them showed no expression and moved very little.
However, they seemed almost too lifeless.
(They werenât moving at all, but their eyes followed me.)
It was eerie.
I thought they looked like those people who had been charmed by vampires.
These were people who tried to summon an Evil God, after all.
It would not be surprising if the house was ruled by dark ones.
I thought as I continued to observe them.
(People are looking this way through the windows...one...two...three...)
But when I looked carefully, the people were also expressionless and motionless.
(Are they following me with their eyes only as well?)
Their security was too tight.
I didnât know if there were vampires inside or not. But it was clear that something was happening in there.
At first, I had meant to circle the building several times while trying to avoid drawing any attention. But seeing as how many eyes were now on me, I decided that it was not a good idea.
(I should stop before they get suspicious.)
And so I decided to enter Marquis Mastafonâs house after passing it only once.
I thought about the positions of the gatekeepers and watchers in my head.
There was hardly any place that was completely out of sight.
(That being said, it wasnât like there was none at all... Well, Iâm sure it will be fine.)
It would be difficult for most people, but not for me.
Normally, you would want to enter under cover of night, but there was a possibility that these people were dark ones.
The shadows of the night would just give them an advantage.
Of course, it would be better to gather more information first, but that would take too long.
The demon rats. The Evil God idol. The disappearances.
Something bad was clearly taking place.
Considering all of that, it would be better to hurry.
(There is a saying about how armies should act quickly... No, the more appropriate one would be about entering the wolfâs lair to catch the cub.)
Milkaâs words entered my head.
I moved away from Marquis Mastafonâs house for a moment.
Then I strengthened the presence block magic that I had cast on myself.
(Now, as long as I didnât make too much noise or move around too quickly, I should be fine.)
Carefully, I moved silently through the shadows.
Then I looked up at the high walls that surrounded the house.
(Itâs a bit high.)
I couldnât jump over it. It would be easy enough with magic, but there was also another way.
I tied a string around the Devil King Sword and leaned it against the wall.
Then I put my foot on the handguard and jumped up.
(Woah!)
I almost shouted out loud.
I hadnât been able to see it from the ground because of the angle, but there were spikes lining the top of the wall.
I quickly twisted my body and somehow managed to avoid them.
Now, I was finally within the mansion grounds.
With security this strong, it would be difficult for even a good scout to get in.
It was like a fortress.
(But that just means there is something here that they really donât want anyone to see.)
I thought with a renewed resolve. Just then, I heard a dog bark right next to me. | {
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And -- And it worked really well there.
And you know, it had a profound effect on me.
It sounds silly, but I thought, okay, the way the world works can be changed, and it can be changed by me in these small ways.
And my relationship to especially human-made objects which someone else said they work like this, well, I can say they work a different way, a little bit.
And so, about 20 years later, I didn't realize the full effect of this, but I went to Costa Rica and I stayed with these Guaymà natives there, and they could pull leaves off of trees and make shingles out of them, and they could make beds out of trees, and they could -- I watched this woman for three days.
I was there. She was peeling this palm frond apart, these little threads off of it, and she'd roll the threads together and make little thicker threads, like strings, and she would weave the strings together, and as the materiality of this exact very bag formed before my eyes over those three days, the materiality of the way the world works, of reality, kind of started to unravel in my mind,
because I realized that this bag and these clothes and the trampoline you have at home and the pencil sharpener, everything you have is made out of either a tree or a rock or something we dug out of the ground and did some process to, maybe a more complicated one, but still, everything was made that way.
And so I had to start studying, who is it that's making these decisions?
Who's making these things? How did they make them?
What stops us from making them?
Because this is how reality is created.
So I started right away. I was at MIT Media Lab, and I was studying the maker movement and makers and creativity.
And I started in nature, because I saw these GuaymÃs doing it in nature, and there just seems to be less barriers.
So I went to Vermont to Not Back to School Camp, where there's unschoolers who are just kind of hanging out and willing to try anything.
So I said, "Let's go into the woods near this stream and just put stuff together, you know, make something, I don't care, geometrical shapes, just grab some junk from around you.
We won't bring anything with us.
And, like, within minutes, this is very easy for adults and teens to do.
Here's a triangle that was being formed underneath a flowing stream, and the shape of an oak leaf being made by other small oak leaves being put together.
A leaf tied to a stick with a blade of grass.
The materiality and fleshiness and meat of the mushroom being explored by how it can hold up different objects being stuck into it.
And after about 45 minutes, you get really intricate projects like leaves sorted by hue, so you get a color fade and put in a circle like a wreath.
And the creator of this, he said, "This is fire. I call this fire."
And someone asked him, "How do you get those sticks to stay on that tree?"
And he's like, "I don't know, but I can show you."
And I'm like, "Wow, that's really amazing.
He doesn't know, but he can show you."
So his hands know and his intuition knows, but sometimes what we know gets in the way of what could be, especially when it comes to the human-made, human-built world.
We think we already know how something works, so we can't imagine how it could work.
We know how it's supposed to work, so we can't suppose all the things that could be possible.
So kids don't have as hard of a time with this, and I saw in my own son, I gave him this book.
I'm a good hippie dad, so I'm like, "Okay, you're going to learn to love the moon.
I'm going to give you some building blocks and they're nonrectilinear cactus building blocks, so it's totally legit."
But he doesn't really know what to do with these.
I didn't show him.
And so he's like, "Okay, I'll just mess around with this."
This is no different than the sticks are to the teens in the forest.
Just going to try to put them in shapes and push on them and stuff.
And before long, he's kind of got this mechanism where you can almost launch and catapult objects around, and he enlists us in helping him.
And at this point, I'm starting to wonder, what kind of tools can we give people, especially adults, who know too much, so that they can see the world as malleable, so they see themselves as agents of change in their everyday lives.
Because the most advanced scientists are really just kind of pushing the way the world itself works, pushing what matter can do, the most advanced artists are just pushing the medium, and any sufficiently complicated task, whether you're a cook or a carpenter or you're raising a child -- anything that's complicated -- comes up with problems that aren't solved in the middle of it, and you can't do a good job getting it done unless you can say,
"Okay, well we're just going to have to refigure this.
I don't care that pencils are supposed to be for writing.
I'm going to use them a different way."
So let me show you a little demo.
This is a little piano circuit right in here, and this is an ordinary paintbrush that I smashed it together with. And so, with some ketchup, â â and then I can kind of â â And that's awesome, right?
But this is not what's awesome.
What's awesome is what happens when you give the piano circuit to people.
A pencil is not just a pencil.
Look what it has in the middle of it.
That's a wire running down the middle, and not only is it a wire, if you take that piano circuit, you can thumbtack into the middle of a pencil, and you can lay out wire on the page, too, and get electrical current to run through it.
And so you can kind of hack a pencil, just by thumbtacking into it with a little piano electrical circuit.
And the electricity runs through your body too.
And then you can take the little piano circuit off the pencil.
You can make one of these brushes just on the fly.
All you do is connect to the bristles, and the bristles are wet, so they conduct, and the person's body conducts, and leather is great to paint on, and then you can start hooking to everything, even the kitchen sink.
The metal in the sink is conductive.
Flowing water acts like a theremin or a violin.
And you can even hook to the trees.
Anything in the world is either conductive or not conductive, and you can use those together.
So â â I took this to those same teens, because those teens are really awesome, and they'll try things that I won't try.
I don't even have access to a facial piercing if I wanted to.
And this young woman, she made what she called a hula-looper, and as the hula hoop traveled around her body, she has a circuit taped to her shirt right there.
You can see her pointing to it in the picture.
And every time the hula hoop would smush against her body, it would connect two little pieces of copper tape, and it would make a sound, and the next sound, and it would loop the same sounds over and over again.
I ran these workshops everywhere.
In Taiwan, at an art museum, this 12-year-old girl made a mushroom organ out of some mushrooms that were from Taiwan and some electrical tape and hot glue.
And professional designers were making artifacts with this thing strapped onto it.
And big companies like Intel or smaller design firms like Ideo or startups like Bump, were inviting me to give workshops, just to practice this idea of smashing electronics and everyday objects together.
And then we came up with this idea to not just use electronics, but let's just smash computers with everyday objects and see how that goes over.
And so I just want to do a quick demo.
So this is the MaKey MaKey circuit, and I'm just going to set it up from the beginning in front of you.
So I'll just plug it in, and now it's on by USB.
And I'll just hook up the forward arrow.
You guys are facing that way, so I'll hook it to this one.
And I'll just hook up a little ground wire to it.
And now, if I touch this piece of pizza, the slides that I showed you before should go forward.
And now if I hook up this wire just by connecting it to the left arrow, I'm kind of programming it by where I hook it up, now I have a left arrow and a right arrow, so I should be able to go forwards and backwards and forwards and backwards. Awesome.
And so we're like, "We gotta put a video out about this."
Because no one really believed that this was important or meaningful except me and, like, one other guy.
So we made a video to prove that there's lots of stuff you can do.
You can kind of sketch with Play-Doh and just Google for game controllers.
Just ordinary Play-Doh, nothing special.
And you can literally draw joysticks and just find Pacman on your computer and then just hook it up. And you know the little plastic drawers you can get at Target?
Well, if you take those out, they hold water great, but you can totally cut your toes, so yeah, just be careful.
You know the Happiness Project, where the experts are setting up the piano stairs, and how cool that is?
Well, I think it's cool, but we should be doing that stuff ourselves.
It shouldn't be a set of experts engineering the way the world works.
We should all be participating in changing the way the world works together.
Aluminum foil. Everybody has a cat.
Get a bowl of water. This is just Photo Booth on your Mac OS.
Hover the mouse over the "take a photo" button, and you've got a little cat photo booth.
And so we needed hundreds of people to buy this.
If hundreds of people didn't buy this, we couldn't put it on the market.
And so we put it up on Kickstarter, and hundreds of people bought it in the first day.
And then 30 days later, 11,000 people had backed the project.
And then what the best part is, we started getting a flood of videos in of people doing crazy things with it.
So this is "The Star-Spangled Banner" by eating lunch, including drinking Listerine.
And we actually sent this guy materials.
We're like, "We're sponsoring you, man.
You're, like, a pro maker."
Okay, just wait for this one. This is good.
And these guys at the exploratorium are playing house plants as if they were drums.
And dads and daughters are completing circuits in special ways.
And then this brother -- look at this diagram.
See where it says "sister"?
I love when people put humans on the diagram.
I always add humans to any technical -- if you're drawing a technical diagram, put a human in it.
And this kid is so sweet. He made this trampoline slideshow advancer for his sister so that on her birthday, she could be the star of the show, jumping on the trampoline to advance the slides.
And this guy rounded up his dogs and he made a dog piano.
And this is fun, and what could be more useful than feeling alive and fun?
But it's also very serious because all this accessibility stuff started coming up, where people can't use computers, necessarily.
Like this dad who wrote us, his son has cerebral palsy and he can't use a normal keyboard.
And so his dad couldn't necessarily afford to buy all these custom controllers.
And so, with the MaKey MaKey, he planned to make these gloves to allow him to navigate the web.
And a huge eruption of discussion around accessibility came, and we're really excited about that.
We didn't plan for that at all.
And then all these professional musicians started using it, like at Coachella, just this weekend Jurassic 5 was using this onstage, and this D.J. is just from Brooklyn, right around here, and he put this up last month.
And I love the carrot on the turntable.
Most people cannot play them that way. And when this started to get serious, I thought, I'd better put a really serious warning label on the box that this comes in, because otherwise people are going to be getting this and they're going to be turning into agents of creative change, and governments will be crumbling, and I wouldn't have told people, so I thought I'd better warn them.
And I also put this little surprise. When you open the lid of the box, it says, "The world is a construction kit."
And as you start to mess around this way, I think that, in some small ways, you do start to see the landscape of your everyday life a little bit more like something you could express yourself with, and a little bit more like you could participate in designing the future of the way the world works.
And so next time you're on an escalator and you drop an M&M by accident, you know, maybe that's an M&M surfboard, not an escalator, so don't pick it up right away.
Maybe take some more stuff out of your pockets and throw it down, and maybe some chapstick, whatever.
I used to want to design a utopian society or a perfect world or something like that.
But as I'm kind of getting older and kind of messing with all this stuff, I'm realizing that my idea of a perfect world really can't be designed by one person or even by a million experts.
It's really going to be seven billion pairs of hands, each following their own passions, and each kind of like a mosaic coming up and creating this world in their backyards and in their kitchens.
And that's the world I really want to live in.
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ããã | âViscount Yamano! An accident occurred at the explosives factory!â (Soldier)
In the evening, as I sat leisurely at my office seat, a cup of tea in one hand and checking over documents in the other, one of Count Bozesâ territorial soldiers came rushing in.
......Surrounded by four of our guards, of course.
No matter how little strategic value this small territory was, I would indeed not bring someone who has not been identified to me without taking any action, you know.
Besides, it was right after the assassination attempt. Itâs not surprising that people around me would be on high alert even if I did not tell them to be.
......And, upon closer inspection, I recognized this soldier.
Right, he was one of the elite soldiers who escorted us during the âWolf Fang, monster subjugation event for those two who could not participate in the absolute defense of the royal capitalâ.
Itâs a waste to use elite people as mere messengers, but if âeliteâ means those who can travel fast on horseback, then it was a reasonable choice.
Or maybe to let my guard down, and heâs trying to lure me out with a fake messenger trick, or maybe, heâs just trying to eliminate the possibility of suspicion......
But the âlure me outâ strategy wonât succeed with this kind of approach. I can always escape by transfer......
No, thatâs not important. Now is not the time for this!
âThereâs an emergency! Iâm going to Bosesâ territory for a while. Please take care of the rest here!
Take me to the horse you rode on!â (Mitsuha)
âYe-, yes!...... Ah, no, Iâve pushed it too hard, so it canât leave now without a break......
Besides, if two people ride on it... â (Soldier)
I decided to leave immediately, going through the soldier who seemed to want his horse to rest.
Of course, we donât have a riding horse, and even if we did, I couldnât ride one.
Silver was only a horse to pull my carriage and was now left at a ranch in the royal capital.
Thatâs why.......
âThis is the horse you rode in on, right? Do you have any other luggage? Is that all the equipment you have on the horse?â (Mitsuha)
âYe-, yes...â (Soldier)
Alright then...
âTransfer!â (Mitsuha)
I took the horse and the soldier to the Bozesâ territory!!!
âThis is...â (Soldier)
The soldier was surprised to find that the scenery around him had suddenly changed and he was now on the familiar seaside of Count Bozesâ territory.
No, youâve been transitioned before when we were hunting orcs!
...... Well, itâs the âangelâs miraculous workâ, and except for Colette-chan and Sabine-chan, this person was the only one in the world who had experienced it twice. That must be very exciting.
An explosives factory, of course, was not something you build in the middle of a city.
It was built in a place where no one lives nearby, not so far from the shipyard and the artillery prototype factory, but far enough that it would not affect any of them in case of an accident.
......Yeah, in other words, the beach.
And the explosives factory was... still in the research and prototype stage, and mass production was still a long way off, but I am naturally involved in the construction and research... which was why I was able to transfer here with pinpoint accuracy...
âNot much has changed on the outside......â (Mitsuha)
âYe-, yes, it wasnât such a big explosion...
However, part of the research facility blew up and some people were injured......â (Soldier)
âAh!â (Mitsuha)
I was wrong!
It would have taken - hours for the messenger soldier to come, no matter how fast his horse was. Besides, there was an accident and it was dealt with. The time it took for the Count to get a complete picture and the time it took to be able to contact me.
After such a long time, there was no way that the injured should have been left lying around at the accident site.
âIâll be on my way! Thank you for your hard work!â (Mitsuha)
I know the location of the hospital in this city... or rather, the clinic.
Transfer!
âWhere are the wounded!â (Mitsuha)
......Ah, itâs Hime Miko-sama!â (Maid)
Yeah, my face and name were selling well even in this territory.
âInjured people!â (Mitsuha)
â...... Ye-, yes, right this way!â (Maid)
The galley maid, who seemed to have sensed that I did not need any unnecessary greetings or follow-up chit-chat, immediately showed me the way.
âRight here!â (Maid)
When she opened the door...
Ugh
...â
Of the eight beds, six were occupied.
There was no such thing as a private room here, no matter how severe the injury.
The only way to care for all the patients and monitor their condition with a small number of people was to bring them all together in one place.
If you donât want that, the only way would be to treat yourself at home.
And the six people lying on the bed were...
The four of them were, fine, thatâs good. There were injuries here and there, but they do not seem to be life-threatening or permanent injuries.
It may leave scars, but a manâs scar was his medal. In the future, when the full-scale production of gunpowder begins, he will be able to boast about it to his children and grandchildren. This scar became the cornerstone of a great invention to protect the country......
As for the other two.
One was missing his left arm from the elbow.
The other one had no blood on his face and was unconscious...... probably due to massive bleeding. If this continues, their lives would be in danger.
Time is running out!
Transfer!!!
âCaptain, two stretchers and four people to carry them, right now!â (Mitsuha)
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This is a mercenary company, they probably have at least stretchers on their transport trucks and personnel to carry the wounded.
The captain, who was in his office doing paperwork, quickly gathered stretchers and personnel.
â......Why are you in line with them, Captain?â (Mitsuha)
âNo, Iâm going. I canât let my men go to a dangerous place by themselves!â (Captain)
You say cool things, but you just want to go to another world, too, arenât you?...
Oh well. We donât have time for this right now.
âAlright, transfer!â (Mitsuha)
We appeared in the treatment room, in the clinic.
âGet the unconscious man over there and the one without his left arm on a stretcher. Weâll take them to a hospital on Earth.â (Mitsuha)
Under the command of the captain, the team members work quickly and efficiently.
The people at the clinic and other patients were aghast, but no one tried to stop us from doing what we do.
Well, thatâs how much credit I have.
âTell the Count that I have taken the seriously wounded to the place âwhere Alexis-sama was treatedâ.
Iâll be right back, shortly.
Then, Iâll leave the rest to you. And you guys, focus on healing. See you later.
......Transfer!â (Mitsuha)
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Alan had been freed from the rope that had bound him, and we had given him a decent place to live. So, he had a soft bed, sumptuous meals, and books to pass the time, so that he could be comfortable in his captivity.
When Alan asked for a sword to practice with, Duke simply gave it to him. âIsnât it dangerous?â I asked Duke, but he only smiled back at me.
I had forgotten that Duke was exceptionally strong.
As for Alan, he resisted at first, but he had gotten used to it and began to take the medicine without saying a word when we offered it to him.
The medicine itself had no negative effects on the human body, so no matter how much he took, there was no change in his physical condition or anything else.
...I guess his love for Liz was too much for him to go back to the way he was.
We were relaxing in the royal palace lounge when Mel walked in with a dazzling expression on her face.
Both Henry and Duke turned their gazes toward Mel.
âLetâs try this next!â
Mel said, offering us the pills in the palm of her hand.
Ugh, I couldnât help but grimace.
The medicine appeared to be so toxic that an eerie purple aura emanated from it. It made me think that I would probably die if I drank this stuff.
âEven if it was the prince who offered it to Alan, I doubt heâd drink it.â
Henryâs face twitched. Mel was a little offended by his words and clicked her tongue cutely.
âI donât know if the drugs would really help at this point.â
âThatâs what Iâve also thought for a while.â
I agreed with Duke.
âSo youâre saying Mel and her teamâs drug research was a failure?â
âIt appears so, so letâs think of another way.â
Duke said, and everyone was quiet for a while. Each of us racked our brains for a solution.
The easiest solution would be to ask Liz Cather to break the enchantment spell, but she was doing it unknowingly, and moreover, she would deny using any kind of enchantment spell in the first place.
...Or perhaps it would be better to bring her in once.
âWhy donât we bring Liz Cather in front of Alan?â
Everyone froze for a moment at my suggestion, but Mel soon opened her mouth with a slightly disgusted expression on her face.
âBut if she finds out that weâve kidnapped Alan, she might get all pissed off and let her magic run wild again.â
âItâs true, it would be troublesome if Liz gets really angry.â
âThen letâs change the target.â
Duke said calmly, in response to Mel and Henryâs words. Blue eyes turned toward us.
âWhat do you mean? We canât just leave Alan alone?â
Mel nodded her head.
âNo, weâll use Alan again later. If weâre going to use Liz Cather to break the spell, itâll be easier to do it with the students at the school.â
âWhat about Alan?â
Duke looked at Henry, who frowned as if he had guessed the answer.
âHenry will deal with him.â
Henry, unable to disobey Dukeâs order, reluctantly agreed.
If it wasnât the prince, this would be seen as a crime. ...Weâre accomplices, too, right?
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ãI canât really explain it. Itâs, like, real fresh and sweet and things...... Ahh, thatâs it. Itâs like when you pass by some fine woman, that kind of smell. You get it?ã
Ufufu, we did it, Nera-san. Weâre, like, fine women, he says.
... No! Not that! He said âa good smellâ, was this actually because of the lemon or the perfumed oil we use everyday!? Hasnât practically every ladylike thing Iâve done kept on being a problem!? NOooo!!
ãArenât you just so backed up that youâre starting to hallucinate about women? Go to some red-light district the next time youâre off.ã
Damnn, just turn around and accept that itâs just your imagination!
This is bad, if he comes any closer and touches us, weâll definitely be found out; on the other hand, if we try to run away right in front of this weirdly sharp guy, weâll probably get found out too.
Flying away might also be dangerous...... Uhhhh...... Huh? Could we go up a tree and wait it out for now?
ãNera-san, Nera-san. How about we sneak up a tree and just wait it out?ã
ãHmm...... Thatâs true. As long as he doesnât touch us, he might think that itâs simply his imagination and give up on us. Letâs go with that plan.ã
We sneakily tiptoe towards a nearby tree and climb up. With how we are right now, itâs hard to say whoâs the bandit here in this situation.
After climbing the tree and holding our breaths, the man came right below us. He repeatedly sniffs with his nose and tilts his head in confusion. Ugh, heâs surprisingly persistent. Just go and leave!
ãThatâs weird, this should be where the smell is the strongest, though.ã
ãAnd thereâs nothing there. In the first place, itâs not like youâre sure about that smell, right?ã
ãWell, yeah, but...... Fine, letâs go back to patrolling now.
Ah, give me a second, I need to piss for a bit.ã
ãSure, be quick~ã
He started rummaging around his crotch and suddenly faced our tree.
Uwah, itâs been a while since I saw one, this really takes me back. Itâs been quite some time since Iâve lost mine but did it really look like this? My memories about it have gotten pretty hazy too.
I feel like Iâve really gotten so far since then......
Huh? Before I noticed it, beside me, Nera-sanâs face got really red.
Is she okay? Sheâs surprisingly innocent. But sheâs still staring straight at it, though.
Or rather, I really donât want to get down this tree after this. What do we do?
After the men left to patrol, we still continued our observation. On top of the tree, obviously. I mean, I donât even want to step on that place after that guy did
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ãThatâs right. This magic doesnât simply make one invisible, it inhibits the recognition of their sounds and smells to make them unperceivable...... That man, he might cause us a bit of a problem.ã
ãWasnât that just because his nose was good by some chance?ã
ãIt would be nice if thatâs the case, but still......ã
And so, we continued observing the area and got a rough idea of how many there are.
There should be around - of them. It seems like this is considerably large-scale for a group of bandits that just appeared recently. After all, theyâre mostly just a gathering of ruffians and penniless people, so bandit groups normally canât hold together and collapse on itself before they get this big. This means that their leader might be really talented, or so.
The subjugation team would probably end up being big too, huh. I hope that the Order of Knights will do the subjugation instead of us, please.
ãWell then, it should be about time for us to retreat. We canât be sure that there arenât any other people with a nose as good as that man earlier after all.ã
Weâre finally done~ For some reason, it felt like an awfully long time. Or did it only feel that way since we were just observing them in the same spot?
After confirming that there arenât any people around, I immediately took flight. The sun had already set and the sky was completely dark. Still, the moon was there, glowing brightly. The air in this world is really clear, so I can clearly see the moonâs beauty. If Ruti was here, I wouldâve pulled out a pick-up line like ãThe moon is beautiful, isnât it?ã and stuff.
, but she wouldnât understand what it means, huh...... Sniffle.ãJust a bit more......Just, a, bit......ã
ãNatsuki-san, donât push yourself too much......ã
After the investigation, we returned to the inn back at the town and slept for another night, but as I expected, I couldnât sleep much again. Even then, I still wanted to go home as soon as possible, so I pushed myself to fly faster from early in the morning but I still couldnât get any speed which would mean more breaks. It ended up taking us much more time than when we were heading to the town.
And so we probably wonât reach the capital within a day...... Dammit.
ãIn the first place, the speed from before was abnormal. When I talked to the leader during our periodic report, he froze for a while, you know?ã
Nera-san said so while she poured some water during our break time. Oh yeah, she did some reports and such. She would talk to the leader using some small stone tablet-like magic item. If it had a screen, it wouldâve looked exactly like a smartphone.
While feeling really exhausted, we set up camp for a few times and after that, the capital is finally in sight.
ãIâll go report to the leader, so itâll be fine if you head home once we reach the capital, Natsuki-san.ã
ãEh, really? Honestly, I feel really tired, so Iâm grateful about that.ã
ãReally. Also, Iâll arrange it so that you can take a break from Order work for a while. Relax and rest well, alright?ã
Uwah, thanks a lot. Nera-san is a goddess. Iâm following you to the ends of the world.
As we landed in the capital, I thanked Nera-san and made a dash towards the cafe. They should still be working right now. Even though I might have tripped on the way, I compensated it with willpower.
ãIâm back!ã
The cafe is bustling today as usual but I ignore the crowd and look for Ruti.
There she is. Sheâs just about to start cleaning a table.
Exactly as I found her, she noticed me too. And at the next moment, she vanished and reappeared right before my eyes. Eh? Teleport?
ãNatsuki! Welcome home!ã
She immediately hugged me tight as she welcomed me.
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Leo barked energetically, and then she immediately started running towards the trolls.
They still hadnât noticed us... From here, I could see that there were...seven.
And Leo charged right into their center. And with a speed that my eyes could barely follow, she slashed with her front paws, and tore through them with her sharp fangs. In the blink of an eye, four of them turned into clumps of flesh.
âGyu-gyu?â
The remaining trolls finally understood what was happening, and they frantically began to swing their clubs. However, their movement was considerably slower than Leo.
Humans would have screamed in terror when facing the attacks of the trolls, but Leo just dodged them with ease.
She avoided their clubs and then lashed out with her claws once again.
The trolls were completely at her mercy, and could do nothing as she shredded through them.
...Leo seemed faster now than she was against the orc... Back then, I could at least follow her.
So this was what she was like when she went all out... This was why people feared Silver Fenrirs.
Well, Leo wouldnât attack people.
I patted Leo on the head and thanked her after she returned.
Leo wagged her tail happily and looked quite smug... She was proud at having been able to defeat them so quickly.
It was barely even a minute.
I muttered as I looked at the remains of the decapitated trolls.
Because we canât eat them... Leo seemed to say.
She had only split the orcs in two, because they were edible...
But she was much more thorough with the trolls, as they could not be eaten.
â...Defeating them is good, but...what now?â âWuff?â
I thought as I looked at the clumps of troll flesh.
Not only that, but there was blood all over the place.
I would have probably felt ill, if I had any less resistance to seeing such things.
While I didnât like horror movies, I was still fine...perhaps I had gotten used to it after seeing the orcs being defeated.
Well, it wasnât that it had no effect and that I was completely unmoved....
âWe canât just leave them here to rot...perhaps we should burn them?â âWuff?â
My turn again? Leo seemed to say as she opened her mouth.
The trolls were big. And so even if they were cut into smaller pieces...there was still a lot.
And since we were close to the forest, I was scared about the fire spreading.
â...No, thatâs too dangerous... An amateur shouldnât start burning corpses in a place like this.â âWuff...â
Leo looked quite disappointed, as she had wanted to use magic.
Still, what should we do with the trolls then...
If I left them to rot here, it could result in further spreading of diseases.
And the troll meat might attract other monsters as well.
While we were a short distance from the road, it would not be good to attract monsters to this area.
â...I guess we could bury them?â
â...Wuff...â
Leo sighed as if she thought it was too much trouble. But I couldnât think of anything else.
And carrying it to some other place in order to dispose of it was not very realistic... And so burying it would be the simplest way.
Besides, maybe they would be a good fertilizer.
âAh, but...I donât have a shovel...â
âWuff! Wuff-wuff.â
As I poked the ground with my foot, I felt that it was rather hard.
I would not be able to dig through it without a shovel or any tools.
As I was wondering what to do, Leo started to bark as if she had an idea.
Leo moved her feet around busily and told me what she had thought of.
Uhh, dig a hole with magic?
I didnât know if it was possible, but Leo nodded confidently.
âIn that case, Iâll leave it to you. ...Sorry to make you do everything.â âWuff!â
First she defeated the trolls, and now I was asking her to get rid of the bodies.
...If only there was something that I could do as well.
But Leo barked and told me to not worry about it. And then she walked over to the corpses.
âWooo...grau!â
âWoah.â
Once she was close to the trolls, Leo turned the other way and then seemed to charge up her energy before barking loudly.
In the next instant, a bang! And the ground in that direction fell away.
âExplosion...magic?â âWuff!â
I gazed dumbly as the dust from the explosion slowly settled. Leo then returned to me with the satisfied look of someone who had done their work well.
âI didnât know you could do such a thing... Amazing, Leo.â
âWuff. Wuff.â
I marveled over Leoâs magic as I petted her.
She wagged her tail happily.
After a moment, I went over to the hole and looked inside.
âThatâs quite big.â âWuff.â
I did my best! Leo seemed to say.
It was big enough for several people to fit inside, with plenty of room left.
That should be enough to bury the troll chunks.
...Thankfully, they were in a state that would make them easy to push inside.
âPhew. That was surprisingly hard... And now Iâm quite filthy too.â
After some time, I sighed after throwing all of the troll pieces into the hole.
As not a lot of time had passed since Leo shredded them, the pieces were still dripping with blood, which got all over my hands.
Besides, while they were cut up, they were from a giant body, so they were still quite heavy.
I had felt like this is one thing I should do myself instead of relying on Leo...but I probably should have asked for help.
âAll right, Iâm finally clean. Now...once again, Leo...can you do it?â âWuff! Wuff!â
I had used water from a flask to wash the blood off of my hands, and then I asked Leo to fill the hole up once again.
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That's the one we're not normally offered.
What if we could make energy do our work without working our undoing?
Could we have fuel without fear?
Could we reinvent fire?
You see, fire made us human; fossil fuels made us modern.
But now we need a new fire that makes us safe, secure, healthy and durable.
Let's see how.
Four-fifths of the world's energy still comes from burning each year four cubic miles of the rotted remains of primeval swamp goo.
Those fossil fuels have built our civilization.
They've created our wealth.
They've enriched the lives of billions.
But they also have rising costs to our security, economy, health and environment that are starting to erode, if not outweigh their benefits.
So we need a new fire.
And switching from the old fire to the new fire means changing two big stories about oil and electricity, each of which puts two-fifths of the fossil carbon in the air.
But they're really quite distinct.
Less than one percent of our electricity is made from oil -- although almost half is made from coal.
Their uses are quite concentrated.
Three-fourths of our oil fuel is transportation.
Three-fourths of our electricity powers buildings.
And the rest of both runs factories.
So very efficient vehicles, buildings and factories save oil and coal, and also natural gas that can displace both of them.
But today's energy system is not just inefficient, it is also disconnected, aging, dirty and insecure.
So it needs refurbishment.
By 2050 though, it could become efficient, connected and distributed with elegantly frugal autos, factories and buildings all relying on a modern, secure and resilient electricity system.
We can eliminate our addiction to oil and coal by 2050 and use one-third less natural gas while switching to efficient use and renewable supply.
This could cost, by 2050, five trillion dollars less in net present value, that is expressed as a lump sum today, than business as usual -- assuming that carbon emissions and all other hidden or external costs are worth zero -- a conservatively low estimate.
Yet this cheaper energy system could support 158 percent bigger U.S. economy all without needing oil or coal, or for that matter nuclear energy.
Moreover, this transition needs no new inventions and no acts of Congress and no new federal taxes, mandate subsidies or laws and running Washington gridlock.
Let me say that again.
I'm going to tell you how to get the United States completely off oil and coal, five trillion dollars cheaper with no act of Congress led by business for profit.
In other words, we're going to use our most effective institutions -- private enterprise co-evolving with civil society and sped by military innovation to go around our least effective institutions.
And whether you care most about profits and jobs and competitive advantage or national security, or environmental stewardship and climate protection and public health, reinventing fire makes sense and makes money.
General Eisenhower reputedly said that enlarging the boundaries of a tough problem makes it soluble by encompassing more options and more synergies.
So in reinventing fire, we integrated all four sectors that use energy -- transportation, buildings, industry and electricity -- and we integrated four kinds of innovation, not just technology and policy, but also design and business strategy.
Those combinations yield very much more than the sum of the parts, especially in creating deeply disruptive business opportunities.
Oil costs our economy two billion dollars a day, plus another four billion dollars a day in hidden economic and military costs, raising its total cost to over a sixth of GDP.
Our mobility fuel goes three-fifths to automobiles.
So let's start by making autos oil free.
Two-thirds of the energy it takes to move a typical car is caused by its weight.
And every unit of energy you save at the wheels, by taking out weight or drag, saves seven units in the tank, because you don't have to waste six units getting the energy to the wheels.
Unfortunately, over the past quarter century, epidemic obesity has made our two-ton steel cars gain weight twice as fast as we have.
But today, ultralight, ultrastrong materials, like carbon fiber composites, can make dramatic weight savings snowball and can make cars simpler and cheaper to build.
Lighter and more slippery autos need less force to move them, so their engines get smaller.
Indeed, that sort of vehicle fitness then makes electric propulsion affordable because the batteries or fuel cells also get smaller and lighter and cheaper.
So sticker prices will ultimately fall to about the same as today, while the driving cost, even from the start, is very much lower.
So these innovations together can transform automakers from wringing tiny savings out of Victorian engine and seal-stamping technologies to the steeply falling costs of three linked innovations that strongly reenforce each other -- namely ultralight materials, making them into structures and electric propulsion.
The sales can grow and the prices fall even faster with temporary feebates, that is rebates for efficient new autos paid for by fees on inefficient ones.
And just in the first two years the biggest of Europe's five feebate programs has tripled the speed of improving automotive efficiency.
The resulting shift to electric autos is going to be as game-changing as shifting from typewriters to the gains in computers.
Of course, computers and electronics are now America's biggest industry, while typewriter makers have vanished.
So vehicle fitness opens a new automotive competitive strategy that can double the oil savings over the next 40 years, but then also make electrification affordable, and that displaces the rest of the oil.
America could lead this next automotive revolution.
Currently the leader is Germany.
Last year, Volkswagen announced that by next year they'll be producing this carbon fiber plugin hybrid getting 230 miles a gallon.
Also last year, BMW announced this carbon fiber electric car, they said that its carbon fiber is paid for by needing fewer batteries.
And they said, "We do not intend to be a typewriter maker."
Audi claimed it's going to beat them both by a year.
Seven years ago, an even faster and cheaper American manufacturing technology was used to make this little carbon fiber test part, which doubles as a carbon cap.
In one minute -- and you can tell from the sound how immensely stiff and strong it is.
Don't worry about dropping it, it's tougher than titanium.
Tom Friedman actually whacked it as hard as he could with a sledgehammer without even scuffing it.
But such manufacturing techniques can scale to automotive speed and cost with aerospace performance.
They can save four-fifths of the capital needed to make autos.
They can save lives because this stuff can absorb up to 12 times as much crash energy per pound as steel.
If we made all of our autos this way, it would save oil equivalent to finding one and a half Saudi Arabias, or half an OPEC, by drilling in the Detroit formation, a very prospective play.
And all those mega-barrels under Detroit cost an average of 18 bucks a barrel.
They are all-American, carbon-free and inexhaustible.
The same physics and the same business logic also apply to big vehicles.
In the five years ending with 2010, Walmart saved 60 percent of the fuel per ton-mile in its giant fleet of heavy trucks through better logistics and design.
But just the technological savings in heavy trucks can get to two-thirds.
And combined with triple to quintuple efficiency airplanes, can save close to a trillion dollars.
Also today's military revolution in energy efficiency is going to speed up all of these civilian advances in much the same way that military R&D has given us the Internet, the Global Positioning System and the jet engine and microchip industries.
As we design and build vehicles better, we can also use them smarter by harnessing four powerful techniques for eliminating needless driving.
Instead of just seeing the travel grow, we can use innovative pricing, charging for road infrastructure by the mile, not by the gallon.
We can use some smart IT to enhance transit and enable car sharing and ride sharing.
We can allow smart and lucrative growth models that help people already be near where they want to be, so they don't need to go somewhere else.
And we can use smart IT to make traffic free-flowing.
Together, those things can give us the same or better access with 46 to 84 percent less driving, saving another 0.4 trillion dollars, plus 0.3 trillion dollars from using trucks more productively.
So 40 years hence, when you add it all up, a far more mobile U.S. economy can use no oil.
Saving or displacing barrels for 25 bucks rather than buying them for over a hundred, adds up to a $4 trillion net saving counting all the hidden costs at zero.
So to get mobility without oil, to phase out the oil, we can get efficient and then switch fuels.
Those 125 to 240 mile-per-gallon-equivalent autos can use any mixture of hydrogen fuel cells, electricity and advanced biofuels.
The trucks and planes can realistically use hydrogen or advanced biofuels.
The trucks could even use natural gas.
But no vehicles will need oil.
And the most biofuel we might need, just three million barrels a day, can be made two-thirds from waste without displacing any cropland and without harming soil or climate.
Our team speeds up these kinds of oil savings by what we call "institutional acupuncture."
We figure out where the business logic is congested and not flowing properly, we stick little needles in it to get it flowing, working with partners like Ford and Walmart and the Pentagon.
And the long transition is already well under way.
In fact, three years ago mainstream analysts were starting to see peak oil, not in supply, but in demand.
And Deutsche Bank even said world oil use could peak around 2016.
In other words, oil is getting uncompetitive even at low prices before it becomes unavailable even at high prices.
But the electrified vehicles don't need to burden the electricity grid.
Rather, when smart autos exchange electricity and information through smart buildings with smart grids, they're adding to the grid valuable flexibility and storage that help the grid integrate varying solar and wind power.
So the electrified autos make the auto and electricity problems easier to solve together than separately.
And they also converge the oil story with our second big story, saving electricity and then making it differently.
And those twin revolutions in electricity will bring to that sector more numerous and profound and diverse disruptions than any other sector, because we've got 21st century technology and speed colliding head-on with 20th and 19th century institutions, rules and cultures.
Changing how we make electricity gets easier if we need less of it.
Most of it now is wasted and the technologies for saving it keep improving faster than we're installing them.
So the unbought efficiency resource keeps getting ever bigger and cheaper.
But as efficiency in buildings and industry starts to grow faster than the economy, America's electricity use could actually shrink, even with the little extra use required for those efficient electrified autos.
And we can do this just by reasonably accelerating existing trends.
Over the next 40 years, buildings, which use three-quarters of the electricity, can triple or quadruple their energy productivity, saving 1.4 trillion dollars, net present value, with a 33 percent internal rate of return or in English, the savings are worth four times what they cost.
And industry can accelerate too, doubling its energy productivity with a 21 percent internal rate of return.
The key is a disruptive innovation that we call integrative design that often makes very big energy savings cost less than small or no savings.
That is, it can give you expanding returns, not diminishing returns.
That is how our 2010 retrofit is saving over two-fifths of the energy in the Empire State Building -- remanufacturing those six and a half thousand windows on site into super windows that pass light, but reflect heat.
plus better lights and office equipment and such cut the maximum cooling load by a third.
And then renovating smaller chillers instead of adding bigger ones saved 17 million dollars of capital cost, which helped pay for the other improvements and reduce the payback to just three years.
Integrative design can also increase energy savings in industry.
Dow's billion-dollar efficiency investment has already returned nine billion dollars.
But industry as a whole has another half-trillion dollars of energy still to save.
For example, three-fifths of the world's electricity runs motors.
Half of that runs pumps and fans.
And those can all be made more efficient, and the motors that turn them can have their system efficiency roughly doubled by integrating 35 improvements, paying back in about a year.
But first we ought to be capturing bigger, cheaper savings that are normally ignored and are not in the textbooks.
For example, pumps, the biggest use of motors, move liquid through pipes.
But a standard industrial pumping loop was redesigned to use at least 86 percent less energy, not by getting better pumps, but just by replacing long, thin, crooked pipes with fat, short, straight pipes.
This is not about new technology, it's just rearranging our metal furniture.
Of course, it also shrinks the pumping equipment and its capital costs.
So what do such savings mean for the electricity that is three-fifths used in motors?
Well, from the coal burned at the power plant through all these compounding losses, only a tenth of the fuel energy actually ends up coming out the pipe as flow.
But now let's turn those compounding losses around backwards, and every unit of flow or friction that we save in the pipe saves 10 units of fuel cost, pollution and what Hunter Lovins calls "global weirding" back at the power plant.
And of course, as you go back upstream, the components get smaller and therefore cheaper.
Our team has lately found such snowballing energy savings in more than 30 billion dollars worth of industrial redesigns -- everything from data centers and chip fabs to mines and refineries.
Typically our retrofit designs save about 30 to 60 percent of the energy and pay back in a few years, while the new facility designs save 40 to 90-odd percent with generally lower capital cost.
Now needing less electricity would ease and speed the shift to new sources of electricity, chiefly renewables.
China leads their explosive growth and their plummeting cost.
In fact, these solar power module costs have just fallen off the bottom of the chart.
And Germany now has more solar workers than America has steel workers.
Already in about 20 states put those cheap solar cells on your roof with no money down and beat your utility bill.
Such unregulated products could ultimately add up to a virtual utility that bypasses your electric company just as your cellphone bypassed your wireline phone company.
And this sort of thing gives utility executives the heebee-jeebees and it gives venture capitalists sweet dreams.
Renewables are no longer a fringe activity.
For each of the past four years half of the world's new generating capacity has been renewable, mainly lately in developing countries.
In 2010, renewables other than big hydro, particularly wind and solar cells, got 151 billion dollars of private investment, and they actually surpassed the total installed capacity of nuclear power in the world by adding 60 billion watts in that one year.
That happens to be the same amount of solar cell capacity that the world can now make every year -- a number that goes up 60 or 70 percent a year.
In contrast, the net additions of nuclear capacity and coal capacity and the orders behind those keep fading because they cost too much and they have too much financial risk.
In fact in this country, no new nuclear power plant has been able to raise any private construction capital, despite seven years of 100-plus percent subsidies.
So how else could we replace the coal-fired power plants?
Well efficiency and gas can displace them all at just below their operating cost and, combined with renewables, can displace them more than 23 times at less than their replacement cost.
But we only need to replace them once.
We're often told though that only coal and nuclear plants can keep the lights on, because they're 24/7, whereas wind and solar power are variable, and hence supposedly unreliable.
Actually no generator is 24/7. They all break.
And when a big plant goes down, you lose a thousand megawatts in milliseconds, often for weeks or months, often without warning.
That is exactly why we've designed the grid to back up failed plants with working plants.
And in exactly the same way, the grid can handle wind and solar power's forecastable variations.
Hourly simulations show that largely or wholly renewable grids can deliver highly reliable power when they're forecasted, integrated and diversified by both type and location.
And that's true both for continental areas like the U.S. or Europe and for smaller areas embedded within a larger grid.
That is how, for example, four German states in 2010 were 43 to 52 percent wind powered.
Portugal was 45 percent renewable powered, Denmark 36.
And it's how all of Europe can shift to renewable electricity.
In America, our aging, dirty and insecure power system has to be replaced anyway by 2050.
And whatever we replace it with is going to cost about the same, about six trillion dollars at present value -- whether we buy more of what we've got or new nuclear and so-called clean coal, or renewables that are more or less centralized.
But those four futures at the same cost differ profoundly in their risks, around national security, fuel, water, finance, technology, climate and health.
For example, our over-centralized grid is very vulnerable to cascading and potentially economy-shattering blackouts caused by bad space weather or other natural disasters or a terrorist attack.
But that blackout risk disappears, and all of the other risks are best managed, with distributed renewables organized into local micro-grids that normally interconnect, but can stand alone at need.
That is, they can disconnect fractally and then reconnect seamlessly.
That approach is exactly what the Pentagon is adopting for its own power supply.
They think they need that; how about the rest of us that they're defending?
We want our stuff to work too.
At about the same cost as business as usual, this would maximize national security, customer choice, entrepreneurial opportunity and innovation.
Together, efficient use and diverse dispersed renewable supply are starting to transform the whole electricity sector.
Traditionally utilities build a lot of giant coal and nuclear plants and a bunch of big gas plants and maybe a little bit of efficiency renewables. And those utilities were rewarded, as they still are in 34 states, for selling you more electricity.
However, especially where regulators are now instead rewarding cutting your bills, the investments are shifting radically toward efficiency, demand response, cogeneration, renewables and ways to knit them all together reliably with less transmission and little or no bulk electricity storage.
So our energy future is not fate, but choice, and that choice is very flexible.
In 1976, for example, government and industry insisted that the amount of energy needed to make a dollar of GDP could never go down.
And I heretically suggested it could go down several-fold.
Well that's what's actually happened so far.
It's fallen by half.
But with today's much better technologies, more mature delivery channels and integrative design, we can do far more and even cheaper.
So to solve the energy problem, we just needed to enlarge it.
And the results may at first seem incredible, but as Marshall McLuhan said, "Only puny secrets need protection.
Big discoveries are protected by public incredulity."
Now combine the electricity and oil revolutions, both driven by modern efficiency, and you get the really big story: reinventing fire, where business enabled and sped by smart policies in mindful markets can lead the United States completely off oil and coal by 2050, saving 5 trillion dollars, growing the economy 2.6-fold, strengthening out national security, oh, and by the way, by getting rid of the oil and coal, reducing the fossil carbon emissions by 82 to 86 percent.
Now if you like any of those outcomes, you can support reinventing fire without needing to like all of them and without needing to agree about which of them is most important.
So focusing on outcomes, not motives, can turn gridlock and conflict into a unifying solution to America's energy challenge. This also turns out to be the best way to cope with global challenges -- climate change, nuclear proliferation, energy insecurity, energy poverty -- all of which make us less safe.
Now our team at RMI helps smart companies to get unstuck and speed this journey via six sectoral initiatives, with some more hatching.
Of course there's still a lot of old thinking out there too.
Former oil man Maurice Strong said, "Not all the fossils are in the fuel."
But as Edgar Woolard, who used to chair Dupont, reminds us, "Companies hampered by old thinking won't be a problem because," he said," they simply won't be around long-term."
I've described not just a once-in-a-civilization business opportunity, but one of the most profound transitions in the history of our species.
We humans are inventing a new fire, not dug from below, but flowing from above; not scarce, but bountiful; not local, but everywhere; not transient, but permanent; not costly, but free.
And but for a little transitional tail of natural gas and a bit of biofuel grown in ways that sustain and endure, this new fire is flameless.
Efficiently used, it really can do our work without working our undoing.
Each of you owns a piece of that $5 trillion prize.
And our new book "Reinventing Fire" describes how you can capture it.
So with the conversation just begun at ReinventingFire.com, let me invite you each to engage with us and with each other, with everyone around you, to help make the world richer, fairer, cooler and safer by together reinventing fire.
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Ever notice how we tend to identify ourselves by our wounds?
And where I have seen this survivor identity have the most consequences is in the cancer community.
And I've been around this community for a long time, because I've been a hospice and a hospital chaplain for almost 30 years.
And in 2005, I was working at a big cancer center when I received the news that my mother had breast cancer.
And then five days later, I received the news that I had breast cancer.
My mother and I can be competitive â â but I was really not trying to compete with her on this one.
And in fact, I thought, well, if you have to have cancer, it's pretty convenient to be working at a place that treats it.
But this is what I heard from a lot of outraged people.
What?
You're the chaplain.
You should be immune.
Like, maybe I should have just gotten off with a warning instead of an actual ticket, because I'm on the force.
So I did get my treatment at the cancer center where I worked, which was amazingly convenient, and I had chemotherapy and a mastectomy, and a saline implant put in, and so before I say another word, let me just say right now, this is the fake one. I have found that I need to get that out of the way, because I'll see somebody go "Oh, I know it's this one."
And then I'll move or I'll gesture and they'll go, "No, it's that one."
So now you know.
I learned a lot being a patient, and one of the surprising things was that only a small part of the cancer experience is about medicine.
Most of it is about feelings and faith and losing and finding your identity and discovering strength and flexibility you never even knew you had.
the most important things in life are not things at all, but relationships, and it's about laughing in the face of uncertainty and learning that the way to get out of almost anything So the other thing I learned was that I don't have to take on "cancer survivor" as my identity, but, boy, are there powerful forces pushing me to do just that.
Now, don't, please, misunderstand me.
Cancer organizations and the drive for early screening and cancer awareness and cancer research have normalized cancer, and this is a wonderful thing.
We can now talk about cancer We can talk about cancer and we can support one another.
But sometimes, it feels like people go a little overboard and they start telling us how we're going to feel.
So about a week after my surgery, we had a houseguest.
That was probably our first mistake.
And keep in mind that at this point in my life I had been a chaplain for over 20 years, and issues like dying and death and the meaning of life, these are all things I'd been yakking about forever.
So at dinner that night, our houseguest proceeds to stretch his arms up over his head, and say, "You know, Deb, now you're really going to learn what's important.
Yes, you are going to make some big changes in your life, and now you're going to start thinking about your death.
Yep, this cancer is your wakeup call."
Now, these are golden words coming from someone who is speaking about but when someone is telling you how you are going to feel, it's instant crap.
The only reason I did not kill him with my bare hands was because I could not lift my right arm.
But I did say a really bad word to him, followed by a regular word, that â â made my husband say, "She's on narcotics."
And then after my treatment, it just felt like everyone was telling me what my experience was going to mean.
"Oh, this means you're going to be doing the walk."
"Oh, this means you're coming to the luncheon."
"This means you're going to be wearing the pink ribbon and the pink t-shirt and the headband and the earrings and the bracelet and the panties."
Panties. No, seriously, google it.
How is that raising awareness?
Only my husband should be seeing my panties.
He's pretty aware of cancer already.
It was at that point where I felt like, oh my God, this is just taking over my life.
And that's when I told myself, claim your experience.
Don't let it claim you. We all know that the way to cope with trauma, with loss, with any life-changing experience, is to find meaning.
But here's the thing: what our experience means.
We have to decide what it means.
And it doesn't have to be some gigantic, extroverted meaning.
We don't all have to start a foundation or an organization or write a book or make a documentary.
Meaning can be quiet and introverted.
Maybe we make one small decision about our lives that can bring about big change.
Many years ago, I had a patient, just a wonderful young man who was loved by the staff, and so it was something of a shock to us to realize that he had no friends.
He lived by himself, he would come in for chemotherapy by himself, he would receive his treatment, and then he'd walk home alone.
And I even asked him. I said, "Hey, how come you never bring a friend with you?"
And he said, "I don't really have any friends."
But he had tons of friends on the infusion floor.
We all loved him, and people were going in and out of his room all the time.
So at his last chemo, we sang him the song and we put the crown on his head and we blew the bubbles, and then I asked him, I said, "So what are you going to do now?"
And he answered, "Make friends."
And he did.
He started volunteering and he made friends there, and he began going to a church and he made friends there, and at Christmas he invited my husband and me to a party in his apartment, and the place was filled with his friends.
Claim your experience.
Don't let it claim you.
He decided that the meaning of his experience was to know the joy of friendship, and then learn to make friends.
So what about you?
How are you going to find meaning in your crappy experience?
It could be a recent one, or it could be one that you've been carrying around for a really long time.
It's never too late to change what it means, because meaning is dynamic.
What it means today or 10 years from now.
It's never too late to become someone other than simply a survivor.
Hear how static that word sounds?
Survivor.
No movement, no growth.
Claim your experience.
Don't let it claim you, because if you do, I believe you will become trapped, you will not grow, you will not evolve.
But of course, sometimes it's not outside pressures that cause us to take on that identity of survivor.
Sometimes we just like the perks.
Sometimes there's a payoff.
But then we get stuck.
Now, one of the first things I learned as a chaplain intern was the three C's of the chaplain's job: Comfort, clarify and, when necessary, confront or challenge.
Now, we all pretty much love the comforting and the clarifying.
The confronting, not so much.
One of the other things that I loved about being a chaplain was seeing patients a year, or even several years after their treatment, because it was just really cool to see how they had changed and how their lives had evolved and what had happened to them.
So I was thrilled one day to get a page down into the lobby of the clinic from a patient who I had seen the year before, and she was there with her two adult daughters, who I also knew, for her one year follow-up exam.
So I got down to the lobby, and they were ecstatic because she had just gotten all of her test results back and she was NED: No Evidence of Disease.
Which I used to think meant Not Entirely Dead.
So they were ecstatic, we sat down to visit, and it was so weird, because within two minutes, she started retelling me the story of her diagnosis and her surgery and her chemo, even though, as her chaplain, I saw her every week, and so I knew this story.
And she was using words like suffering, agony, struggle.
And she ended her story with, "I felt crucified."
And at that point, her two daughters got up and said, "We're going to go get coffee."
And they left.
Tell me three things about yourself before the next stop.
People were leaving the bus before she even got to number two or number three.
So I handed her a tissue, and I gave her a hug, and then, because I really cared for this woman, I said, "Get down off your cross."
And she said, "What?"
And I repeated, "Get down off your cross."
And to her credit, she could talk about her reasons for embracing and then clinging to this identity.
It got her a lot of attention.
People were taking care of her for a change.
But now, it was having the opposite effect.
It was pushing people away.
People kept leaving to get coffee.
She felt crucified by her experience, but she didn't want to let that crucified self die.
Now, perhaps you are thinking I was a little harsh with her, so I must tell you that I was speaking out of my own experience.
Many, many years before, I had been fired from a job that I loved, and I would not stop talking about my innocence and the injustice and the betrayal and the deceipt, until finally, just like this woman, people were walking away from me, until I finally realized I wasn't just processing my feelings, I was feeding them.
I didn't want to let that crucified self die.
But we all know that with any resurrection story, you have to die first.
The Christian story, Jesus was dead a whole day in the tomb before he was resurrected.
And I believe that for us, being in the tomb means doing our own deep inner work around our wounds and allowing ourselves to be healed.
We have to let that crucified self die so that a new self, a truer self, is born.
We have to let that old story go so that a new story, a truer story, can be told.
Claim your experience. Don't let it claim you.
What if there were no survivors, meaning, what if people decided to just claim their trauma as an experience instead of taking it on as an identity?
Maybe it would be the end of being trapped in our wounds and the beginning of amazing self-exploration and discovery and growth.
Maybe it would be the start of defining ourselves by who we have become and who we are becoming.
So perhaps survivor was not one of the three things that you would tell me.
No matter.
I just want you all to know that I am really glad that we are on this bus together, and this is my stop. | {
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In 2008, I was just about to graduate from architecture school after several years, and go out and get a job, and this happened.
The economy ran out of jobs.
And a couple of things struck me about this.
One, don't listen to career advisers.
And two, actually this is a fascinating paradox for architecture, which is that, as a society, we've never needed design thinking more, and yet architecture was literally becoming unemployed.
It strikes me that we talk very deeply about design, but actually there's an economics behind architecture And a good place to start is your own paycheck.
So, as a bottom-of-the-rung architecture graduate, I might expect to earn about 24,000 pounds.
That's about 36,000, 37,000 dollars.
Now in terms of the whole world's population, that already puts me in the top 1.95 richest people, which raises the question of, who is it I'm working for?
The uncomfortable fact is that actually almost everything that we call architecture today is actually the business of designing for about the richest one percent of the world's population, and it always has been.
The reason why we forgot that is because the times in history when architecture did the most to transform society were those times when, actually, the one percent would build on behalf of the 99 percent, for various different reasons, whether that was through philanthropy in the 19th century, communism in the early 20th, the welfare state, and most recently, of course, through this inflated real estate bubble.
And all of those booms, in their own various ways, have now kicked the bucket, and we're back in this situation where the smartest designers and architects in the world are only really able to work for one percent of the population.
Now it's not just that that's bad for democracy, though I think it probably is, it's actually not a very clever business strategy, actually.
I think the challenge facing the next generation of architects is, how are we going to turn our client from the one percent to the 100 percent?
And I want to offer three slightly counterintuitive ideas for how it might be done.
The first is, I think we need to question this idea that architecture is about making buildings.
Actually, a building is about the most expensive solution you can think of to almost any given problem.
And fundamentally, design should be much, much more interested So here's a story.
The office was working with a school, and they had an old Victorian school building.
And they said to the architects, "Look, our corridors are an absolute nightmare.
They're far too small. They get congested between classes.
There's bullying. We can't control them.
So what we want you to do is re-plan our entire building, and we know it's going to cost several million pounds, but we're reconciled to the fact."
And the team thought about this, and they went away, and they said, "Actually, don't do that.
Instead, get rid of the school bell.
And instead of having one school bell that goes off once, have several smaller school bells that go off in different places and different times, distribute the traffic through the corridors."
It solves the same problem, but instead of spending several million pounds, you spend several hundred pounds.
Now, it looks like you're doing yourself out of a job, but you're not. You're actually making yourself more useful.
Architects are actually really, really good at this kind of resourceful, strategic thinking.
And the problem is that, like a lot of design professions, we got fixated on the idea of providing a particular kind of consumer product, and I don't think that needs to be the case anymore.
The second idea worth questioning is this 20th-century thing that mass architecture is about big -- big buildings and big finance.
Actually, we've got ourselves locked into this Industrial Era mindset which says that the only people who can make cities are large organizations or corporations who build on our behalf, procuring whole neighborhoods in single, monolithic projects, and of course, form follows finance.
So what you end up with are single, monolithic neighborhoods based on this kind of one-size-fits-all model.
And a lot of people can't even afford them.
But what if, actually, it's possible now for cities to be made not just by the few with a lot but also by the many with a bit?
And when they do, they bring with them a completely different set of values about the place that they want to live.
And it raises really interesting questions about, how will we plan cities? How will finance development?
How will we sell design services?
What would it mean for democratic societies to offer their citizens a right to build?
And in a way it should be kind of obvious, right, that in the 21st century, maybe cities can be developed by citizens.
And thirdly, we need to remember that, from a strictly economic point of view, design shares a category with sex and care of the elderly -- mostly it's done by amateurs.
And that's a good thing.
Most of the work takes place outside of the monetary economy in what's called the social economy or the core economy, which is people doing it for themselves.
And the problem is that, up until now, it was the monetary economy which had all the infrastructure and all the tools.
So the challenge we face is, how are we going to build the tools, the infrastructure and the institutions for architecture's social economy?
And that began with open-source software.
And over the last few years, it's been moving into the physical world with open-source hardware, which are freely shared blueprints that anyone can download and make for themselves.
And that's where 3D printing gets really, really interesting.
Right? When suddenly you had a 3D printer that was open-source, the parts for which could be made on another 3D printer.
Or the same idea here, which is for a CNC machine, which is like a large printer that can cut sheets of plywood.
What these technologies are doing is radically lowering the thresholds of time and cost and skill.
They're challenging the idea that if you want something to be affordable it's got to be one-size-fits-all.
And they're distributing massively really complex manufacturing capabilities.
We're moving into this future where the factory is everywhere, and increasingly that means that the design team is everyone.
That really is an industrial revolution.
And when we think that the major ideological conflicts that we inherited were all based around this question of who should control the means of production, and these technologies are coming back with a solution: actually, maybe no one. All of us.
And we were fascinated by what that might mean for architecture.
So about a year and a half ago, we started working on a project called WikiHouse, and WikiHouse is an open-source construction system.
And the idea is to make it possible for anyone to go online, access a freely shared library of 3D models which they can download and adapt in, at the moment, SketchUp, because it's free, and it's easy to use, and almost at the click of a switch they can generate a set of cutting files which allow them, in effect, to print out the parts from a house using a CNC machine
and a standard sheet material like plywood.
And the parts are all numbered, and basically what you end up with is a really big IKEA kit.
And it goes together without any bolts.
It uses wedge and peg connections.
And even the mallets to make it can be provided on the cutting sheets as well.
And a team of about two or three people, working together, can build this.
They don't need any traditional construction skills.
They don't need a huge array of power tools or anything like that, and they can build a small house of about this size in about a day.
And what you end up with is just the basic chassis of a house onto which you can then apply systems like windows and cladding and insulation and services based on what's cheap and what's available.
Of course, the house is never finished.
We're shifting our heads here, so the house is not a finished product.
With the CNC machine, you can make new parts for it over its life or even use it to make the house next door.
So we can begin to see the seed of a completely open-source, citizen-led urban development model, potentially.
And we and others have built a few prototypes around the world now, and some really interesting lessons here.
One of them is that it's always incredibly sociable.
People get confused between construction work and having fun.
But the principles of openness go right down into the really mundane, physical details.
Like, never designing a piece that can't be lifted up.
Or, when you're designing a piece, make sure you either can't put it in the wrong way round, or, if you do, it doesn't matter, because it's symmetrical.
Probably the principal which runs deepest with us is the principal set out by Linus Torvalds, which was that idea of, "Be lazy like a fox."
Don't reinvent the wheel every time.
Take what already works, and adapt it for your own needs.
Contrary to almost everything that you might get taught at an architecture school, copying is good.
Which is appropriate, because actually, this approach is not innovative.
It's actually how we built buildings for hundreds of years before the Industrial Revolution in these sorts of community barn-raisings.
The only difference between traditional vernacular architecture and open-source architecture might be a web connection, but it's a really, really big difference.
We shared the whole of WikiHouse under a Creative Commons license, and now what's just beginning to happen is that groups around the world are beginning to take it and use it and hack it and tinker with it, and it's amazing.
There's a cool group over in Christchurch in New Zealand looking at post-earthquake development housing, and thanks to the TED city Prize, we're working with an awesome group in one of Rio's favelas to set up a kind of community factory and micro-university.
These are very, very small beginnings, and actually there's more people in the last week who have got in touch and they're not even on this map.
I hope next time you see it, you won't even be able to see the map.
We're aware that WikiHouse is a very, very small answer, but it's a small answer to a really, really big question, which is that globally, right now, the fastest-growing cities are not skyscraper cities.
They're self-made cities in one form or another.
If we're talking about the 21st-century city, these are the guys who are going to be making it.
You know, like it or not, welcome to the world's biggest design team.
So if we're serious about problems like climate change, urbanization and health, actually, our existing development models aren't going to do it.
As I think Robert Neuwirth said, there isn't a bank or a corporation or a government or an NGO if we treat citizens only as consumers.
How extraordinary would it be, though, if collectively we were to develop solutions not just to the problem of structure that we've been working on, but to infrastructure problems like solar-powered air conditioning, off-grid energy, off-grid sanitation -- low-cost, open-source, high-performance solutions that anyone can very, very easily make, and to put them all into a commons where they're owned by everyone and they're accessible by everyone?
A kind of Wikipedia for stuff?
And once something's in the commons, it will always be there.
How much would that change the rules?
And I think the technology's on our side.
If design's great project in the 20th century was the democratization of consumption -- that was Henry Ford, Levittown, Coca-Cola, IKEA â I think design's great project in the 21st century is the democratization of production.
And when it comes to architecture in cities, that really matters.
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DH: Now obviously, this is not something we do on our regular show; it's something we just kind of learned for this, so we're going to try. But can we have some inspirational music for the beanbag chairs?
BF: Nice show, Daniel, nice show. You are the man!
Nice show. Man, that was good!
DH: Thank you.
BF: You know, sometimes when people do those, they go all the way down.
You actually just did that. That's the kind of extra effort that's gotten us where we are today ...
DH: All right, let's show them something special.
BF: ... without a MacArthur grant.
Yeah, look at this. You know, all kinds of different ...
TED is about invention, let's be honest. Right? DH: Yeah, it is.
BF: Last night, Michael Moschen showed some juggling props he has invented and working on.
Right now, Dan's going to show something he actually invented.
DH: A type of juggling I actually invented, right after I saw another juggler do it.
BF: Shut up. DH: And this is a small excerpt from a longer piece.
Folks, this is shaker cup juggling. It's not a showstopper but it certainly slows it down.
BF: Oh yeah, it does. BF: Oh, Daniel.
DH: One more? Perfect. Perfect. BF: OK. DH: Oh! All right.
I'm now pushing my luck: I'm skipping right to six cups.
In order to do six cups, I must have perfect control over three with my right hand. BF: Also three with his left.
DH: Perfect.
And now, all six cups. Should I do it on the first try or should I miss once on purpose? BF: First try? Once on purpose?
DH: How about if I try first and then decide?
BF: Good idea. Let's leave that. We'll leave that door open.
DH: He's looking at me.
BF: That's all right, he does that. All right.
DH: Oh! It's time for Richard's help. Oh, good. All right.
BF: You know, over the years, every year at the conference, it's kind of become a tradition for us to do something dangerous with Richard. And we've always done something with the bullwhips in our act. It's funny, for years I did it with Daniel holding balloons.
And then we thought, "How stupid."
DH: Excuse me, could we work on the design of the microphone?
BF: I think that's the next session.
DH: Next session?
BF: Yeah. And so we've actually found a way to incorporate Richard in this.
He actually assumes more of the danger in this.
DH: Please stand up, Richard. Oh, sorry. DH: Now Richard, please ... BF: OK, sorry.
DH: Jesus Christ. Richard, please stand in front of me.
Richard Wurman: Can I say something?
BF: Sure.
RW: In all past years I've rehearsed with them, the things that have happened to me -- I have no idea what's going to happen and that's the truth.
DH: All right, please stand here in front ...
God, I hate that. Put your hands out like this, please.
BF: No, come stay up with him.
Dan used to actually hold them but now he's got you for protection.
It's kind of neat. OK.
DH: Wow, you've been working out.
BF: No, shut up!
Having a little bit of Richard time. That's nice, that's good.
OK, here we go.
Have him hold your wrist so I can ...
DH: Please hold my wrist, will you. BF: Yeah, hold this a minute.
There you go.
OK.
OK, hold on.
RW: Hmmm.
DH: First one.
BF: All those mid-year phone calls are coming back to me now, Richard.
DH: So Richard, what were we on the list? Like 1,020?
What happened there?
BF: I think we were just outside.
DH: I don't get it. DH: Sorry. BF: Having some bad flashbacks.
RW: Do you want me to hold you or not? DH: Don't hold me that hard.
BF: Here we go, I'm taking it. DH: One more, one more.
BF: We've got one more we're going to do.
RW: Do I get to hold them?
BF: You don't want to hold these, trust me.
DH: Could you spread your legs a little bit?
BF: Gloria, you want to do it? It's very cool.
One more try. Man, I don't want to get too close.
Could you just push that?
DH: Wow! Boy!
BF: That's cool. I always wanted to try that.
DH: Let's jump this way, though.
Now, we risked Richard's life, it's only fair we risk our own lives.
So to do that, I will juggle these three razor-sharp sickles.
And if that wasn't enough, and judging by your response, it's not ...
DH: Wow! BF: Hoping for a little more build.
DH: True. Barry ...
BF: I'm going to run up behind him.
DH: Leap over my shoulder.
BF: Up and over his shoulders.
DH: Grab the blades in mid-air, land right there in a pool of blood ...
Still juggling. Impossible, you say?
BF: Incredible, you say?
DH: Why bother, you say?
BF: Here we go.
DH: Just do it juggler boys, you say?
BF: This guy, this guy invented air.
DH: I think so, that's right.
Even the pencil.
BF: He invented the pencil.
DH: All right, we'll do this trick, but please remember it took us over 10 years to perfect.
BF: Ten years to perfect, which you're about to see.
DH: It's not that difficult, we just don't like to practice that much.
BF: No, it's a hassle. Traveling too much.
Actually, we will take a second to prove -- this could be fake -- that the blades are indeed razor-sharp.
DH: Will someone please throw a small farm animal up onto the stage?
Or a virgin for a sacrifice?
BF: Anything?
DH: Where's Gloria? BF: No, she's got ... farm animal.
DH: Do you have a small farm animal?
Just trying to play the odds. All right, here we go.
BF: Over the top, over the top.
DH: How you feeling, Barry? You feeling all right?
BF: Yeah, it's all right.
DH: Do you feel everything's OK? The atmosphere, the ...
BF: Yeah, a little sketchy.
DH: Everything up here's OK?
BF: Yeah.
DH: Then here we go.
BF: This one's a little ... Who's doing the lights? Could you point that a little more directly into my eyeballs? Is that possible? I can still see a little.
DH: And turn up the intensity; we're still pink in the middle.
We went too far. BF: Yeah, it's too far. It's too much of a visual.
The design of the body is a whole different thing.
DH: Ready, Barry? BF: Over the top.
DH: May we have our jumping music please? May we have it a bit louder?
BF: They're a good crew! Whoa!
DH: Whoa, sorry. All right.
BF: We're going on.
DH: All right, we'll try again.
BF: All right? Oh my gosh. Oh.
DH: All right, here we go. Sorry about that.
BF: I thought I had the hard part. OK.
DH: Whenever you're ready.
BF: There we go!
All right, get up! Come on and dance! DH: Dance, come on. BF: Come on and dance!
Somebody dance! Come on!
Wow, wow, OK, stop.
Weird, no one dances. We're two guys doing this. I think that's uncomfortable for everyone.
DH: The French judge ...
BF: One more quick thing.
DH: The French judge gives it a 5.2.
BF: Well, you know ...
DH: There you go ... BF: Oh, yeah. Another one coming in.
DH: Tell them about our bio and stuff.
BF: Yeah. In our bio, some of you may have read that we've won two world juggling championships.
And believe it or not, you don't win juggling champions for doing things with bullwhips or shaker cups.
We're going to show you right now an excerpt from a routine that we used to wipe out the other juggling team competition.
DH: That's right.
BF: Good.
DH: I know what you're thinking: other juggling teams must really suck.
BF: Juggling's got a bad rap.
DH: But wait, Barry, there's still one more club lying there by my foot.
And look, it has a twin!
BF: Shut up. DH: There's still one more by my foot.
What do you want me to do with it?
BF: Richard you tell him, it's your last year. DH: That's a pretty good setup, Richard.
BF: Yeah, it's a good setup. That's a big setup.
DH: You can't get any better than that. All right. What I will do: I will use my panther-like reflexes.
BF: Nice.
DH: I got that -- to reach down and grab that club in my grip of steel.
BF: Nice.
DH: I touched it, Barry. That should be enough.
BF: It's progress, that's the thing.
DH: How about that? I'll do it again.
Oh wait, it's on your side, Barry.
And it's awfully windy over there.
BF: It is, it's weird. You wouldn't think it would affect half the stage, but it is. It's weird.
Watch this: what I'm going to do is slide the seventh one onto my foot.
DH: Wow! What a great trick, Barry!
Oh, look how it lies there.
Oh, Barry, is there nothing you can't do?
You are my hero. You're my Jim Shea, Jr.
Too much Olympics.
BF: From my foot, I'll attempt to kick the seventh club. Here we go.
DH: Where, Barry? Where? Tell us, Barry.
[Unclear] eagerly awaits your next syllable. What will it be?
What gem of knowledge?
What pearl of wisdom?
Do you want to buy a vowel, Barry?
Is that your final answer?
BF: All right! You have to turn off the TV from time to time.
DH: I do, I do.
BF: From my foot, the kick up in the seven.
DH: We will juggle seven.
BF: From six to seven. DH: That's a world's record. BF: Really? DH: For us.
BF: Yes.
DH: Whenever you're ready there, big guy.
Put your tongue away, Barry.
BF: Oh, oh, whoa.
DH: Please, please stay seated. Stay seated. Thank you.
Because now, to make this twice as difficult, we'll juggle the seven clubs back ...
BF: Seven-club juggling.
DH: ... to back.
BF: Thank you, that's it.
BF: Thank you guys!
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After having eaten breakfast, I was waiting for the doctor in this room.
âGood morning. I brought the doctor.â
Melissa entered the room followed by a doctor.
After the doctor removed the gauze and disinfected the cut he cut the thread with a pair of scissors.
He pulled the thread out with tweezers but I still tensed up at that point.
I almost closed my eyes unintentionally, but I had to endure it as the villain Carlo and somehow was able to stay calm.
It didnât really hurt after all and just made a little shick sound.
âItâs such a big scar. What a shameâ
While I was looking in the mirror Melissa standing on my side seemed to feel sorry for me.
It certainly is quite a big scar.
But Iâm not particularly depressed because I wrote this setting of Carlo having a scar myself.
Rather, itâs kind of cool like a wanderer once feared by men.
At last, the gauze was removed and I felt relief above all.
I still have to continue to disinfect it for a while.
I decided to call F and train horseback riding afterward.
Even though Melissa is worried that I will fall again but I would be rather troubled if Iâm not able to ride a horse.
âIs this Carlo-samaâs favourite horse? Itâs excellentâ
F raised his voice in admiration.
Thatâs right, you canât find such a good horse anywhere else.
The firm tightened muscles were coated in snow-white fur.
It has smart-looking eyes and was twice as big as other horses.
This was Carloâs favourite horse, the white king.
White horses as the name suggests are said to originate from age-old legends.
To be honest I was a little scared but because I am Carlo I canât hesitate here.
First I tried to pet its nose slowly.
Followed by that the white king nestles its head against me and behaves like a baby.
Isnât that fellow rather cute?
I asked F to teach me the foundations so that I may never fall from the horse again.
Thanks to that I learned how to put on a saddle and how to affix the stirrups and harness carefully.
Thereupon I was able to get on smoothly like I thought this is author correction, right?!
Trot, gallop, anything that comes at me even battles on horseback seems to be possible now already.
Anyway, this white king is rather bright and is able to immediately read my intentions.
âAs expected of Carlo-sama, you are skillful. If you donât mind would you like to go on a long distance ride?â
âThen want to go hunt some kobolds?â
Itâs not a bad experience to take advantage of this to try exterminating some monsters.
F and I left the mansion on horseback with some weapons.
In one hand F held an iron shield with the crest of the Imperial Knight Order on it and in his other he held a long sword, I myself had a ******* Sword in one hand.
I stirred up white king a little to rush forward.
The surrounding scenery flows past me in no time and the autumn wind feels good.
What speed, what refreshment.
Is that the feeling of riding a large motorcycle?
Because they damage the fields koboldâs are disliked by the farmers.
Therefore the probability is high to encounter them in the fields, I, as the author, of course, know this.
âF, letâs go to the fields.â
I cross the poorly made bridge, a large tree lying across the Holmes river, and leave for the fields on the opposite bank.
I want to replace this bridge with a stone bridge later on.
Because that side of the river is close to the Reed forest I know that there was a setting in my novel where one encounters monsters frequently there.
I put a monster-filled forest near a town because it was convenient for my story but in reality, this kind of setting is rather annoying for the people living there.
They donât know when they might get attacked while doing field work.
I feel responsible as the author.
Iâm really sorry for troubling you because I thought the setting was convenient.
After we rode our horses for a while F discovered a small group of kobolds in a field of wheat.
âCarlo-sama, there. Their numbers are about five.â
âOkay, F, go around the right. Weâll do a pinch attack.â
I get on the white king and draw a semi-circular arc from the left and approach the group.
I pulled the ******* Sword out of its sheath and held it in my hand.
F approached from the right-hand side.
When we approached them several Kobolds noticed us and raised their voices.
A Koboldâs head resembles a dog or a hyena but its body was nearly like that of a humanâs.
They are able to wield weapons because their intelligence is closer to that of a humanâs rather than a monkeyâs and they seem to be able to hold simple conversations.
As an individual, they arenât very strong but their propagative power is high and they tend to form and act in groups.
When they mutate they become High Koboldâs and are able to use magic and long-distance weapons so one has to be cautious.
Most of the Koboldâs weapons are clubs and spears made by cutting trees.
But several of them have a sword.
They probably got them when they attacked a traveler or a farmer and took their weapons.
Kobolds are harmful to fields and humans because they also are quick to increase in numbers they were designated as a subjugation class species.
If itâs a single individual then their monster rank is D but if they are in a group itâs C.
By the way, Monster Ranks are divided into the six ranks E to A and S.
An S ranked monster is of the disaster class and has to be subjugated on a national level, to subjugate an A class monster the military force is needed.
For B class itâs appropriate for several parties to collaborate and defeat it and for C class a single party is usually enough to deal with it.
For D class a single powerful person or an amateur group is enough and it is said that even a common person can take care of E class types.
Those Koboldâs numbering are slightly below C class but itâs an easy victory for F and me.
Because we attacked at the same time the Kobolds who noticed us ran from right to left in utter confusion.
I aimed for the nearest one of them by letting white king run past it and wielded my sword.
Thump!
The Kobold fell down in response.
I immediately pulled white kings reins and slowly returned to the Kobold, sword in hand.
The Kobold brandished its sword and came straight at me, too.
This is the first time I am wielding a sword on top of a horse, the author correction is too strong here.
I calmly judged the Koboldâs sword strike, struck a gap and knocked it down with my sword.
You go, me.
While I knocked down two, F defeated three Kobolds.
âF, your abilities are just as I expected. With you being like this Iâd have to ask you to participate in the sword fighting tournament.â
âCarlo-sama said that you donât have any experience in fighting on top of a horse, but after seeing you fight like this itâs hard to believe.â
When I praised him, F praised me.
Itâs nice to be recognized by a strong person.
Though this isnât a power I worked hard for to acquire, even if I recently practiced for the sword fighting tournament.
Because Kobolds were a subjugation targets it would be profitable to cut off their ears and take them to the adventure guild, but I stopped myself from doing it this time.
Well, it wouldnât earn me a great amount of money and Iâm a feudal lord.
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ãRinos-dono, our prime minister Guremont-sama expressed his desire to meet with you directly. Although presumptuous, I would like to escort you to the imperial capitalã
I introduced myself as a butler, but seeing his courteous attitude even to someone like me, I feel inclined to accept his escort.
Accepting his proposal, I put Gon on my back, mounted Irimo and departed for the imperial capital. Seono performed his duties as an escort perfectly, he was well trained.
The imperial capital was day away from Kushana, if you have a horse. We took a break in the middle. One of the guards had the appraisal skill, but he saidãI heard that he was a barrier master, but I didnât see the barrier skillã. His colleagues blamed it on his lack of training since his appraisal was LV. For now, letâs make my barrier skill visible as LV.
We took several short breaks during the journey, but you could say that we were riding for the whole day. Even though Irimo was fine, I wasnât used to the long rides and was pretty tired.
We arrived to the imperial capital with the setting sun. It had no high walls and was situated on a mountain. We climbed a zigzag mountain road and saw the capital in all its grace. It looked as if someone flattened the mountain and built the capital here.
We entered the capital through the gate. After waiting for some time, I was led to a building. I was told to leave the horse here and go inside.
I had a design inspired by that of the Juka Kingdomâs royal palace. I thought it was a part of the actual castle, but, unexpectedly, it was a hotel. A man, who wore the same butler uniform as me, greeted me and guided me to my room. The room was very wide, VIP treatment indeed.
ãI will pick you up tomorrow morning. Until then, feel free to restã
Seono bowed to me and left the place. After that, I was provided with a meal from the hotel, it was a roasted beef. It reminded me of the Versam family. In addition, they had the bread and a soup, I really enjoyed those times.
ãThey seemed to be wary of usã
When I finished the meal and the dessert and was quietly relaxing, Gon muttered so in a loud voice.
As expected, they didnât poison the food, but we are under constant surveillance from their side. There are soldiers around the whole room. They even have two guards in the ceiling. Like the ninjas. They might be here for protection, but the empire is clearly cautious of us.
Since arriving in Hideta, I never dispelled the barrier. I still have no intentions to do it, letâs leave it as it is.
To my surprise, there is a shower in this room. I have no idea how they achieved that, but it is my first time seeing one in this world. The bed was fluffy and I was able to have a nice sleep.
At morning, Seono came to pick me up. Once outside I noticed the royal palace in the distance. Compared to the one in Juka it is rather small, but here, it is a place where only the royal family lives. All kinds of administration and food facilities are spread around it.
I thought that I would end up in one of those building, but they, surprisingly, guided me inside the palace. And I wondered why the road was so wide. The road was maintained so well, that you could never guess that it was on top of a mountain.
Once inside the royal palace, Seono told to wait here. As a substitute, a butler appeared to guide me. The insides of the royal palace were akin to a maze, without theãMapã, I have no confidence in being able to find the way outside.
I passed through a reception-like room and waited for a while. This room was under heavy surveillance too. Ceiling included. They think too much of me.
While I was thinking that, a bald aged man with a mustache appeared together with a wizard-like man in a robe who hid his face. Aged man stood in front of me and
ãSo you are Rinos-dono. Iâm the prime minister of this country, Guremont. It was a long journey for you, please do take a sitã
The magician behind Guremont whispered something in his ear.
ãHo, you have barrier LV at your age. Your education skill is also high. It seems you really are a person from the Versam-donoâs householdã
The magician person most likely appraised me. It seems he wasnât able to see through me.
ãIt is an honor to meet you. I perform as a butler for the Versam family, my name is Rinos. Your Excellency, you donât need to use the honorifics with someone like meã
ãNo, that wonât do. You are a boy that marquis Versam tried to adopt despite your status of a slave. I was in his care in the past. I canât make light of his intentionsã
He already knew that I was a slave. Thinking that his intelligence-gathering abilities canât be underestimated, I lowered my head.
ãWell then.....I heard the report about you. Was the capital truly destroyed? What about survivors?....I see, the capital is uninhabited right now. What about the king? Marquis-dono?.....I see, so they are no moreã
ãCorrect. The capital is completely empty.......Will the empire invade the kingdom? ã
ãNo, itâs not like that. The Great Demon King appeared and destroyed the capital. I think that finding his whereabouts is a priority right nowã
ãThen, does that mean that the empire wonât touch the kingdom?ã
ãVersam-dono and general Karugi are no more. The country will probably enter the civil war from now on. Didnât you come here to escape from it? Well. letâs close the matter. Still, a talented individual was lostã
ãAre you talking about my lord, marquis Versam?ã
ãNo, him and general Karugi. It is no exaggeration to say that they alone supported the kingdom. The empire was never able to defeat Karugiâs army. Marquis was restraining the general, thus creating an equilibrium. I donât have much hope to meet another politician or general like themã
ãI donât know the detail, but I heard that general Karugi was greatly trusted by the kingã
ãThat king didnât care about anything other than his desires. You donât need to hide it. It is an established fact. However, for that country it was rather convenient. If the fool of a king was to personally regulate the army and politics, the kingdom would have been destroyed long ago. Even if it didnât collapse, the neighboring countries would have done it. The two geniuses were enough to support the countryã
ãHowever, marquisâ death is regrettable. With that man alive, the country would have been able to rise again. After all, he was able to work for days without any rest. He seemed to be asking his employeesãCan you fight for hours? ãevery timeã
Laughed the prime minister. I see, thatâs why he wasnât around all the time. He was a monster from a certain perspective.
ãBut I must say, people like you are rare. While not a royalty or a full-fledged adult, you was able to reach the imperial capital, it is not happening every dayã
ãIâm 14 years old, Iâm already an adult......ã
ãOnly the Juka Kingdom considers 12-year-old as an adult. In our empire and the neighboring countries, you can be considered an adult only upon reaching the age of 15. In that kingdom, you canât bed a woman who is not yet an adult, or so proclaimed the first king. This law was established so that children wonât become hostages, but the king really wanted a young woman in his bedroom. For that, he sent his trusted subordinates in the court. There, he pushed through the law that stated the adulthood since 12 years old. It was fine during the next king, but he had a habit of whipping himself. Maybe because of that, he died rather quickly passing the throne to the last king...... The last king seemed to inherit his grandfatherâs bloodã
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The description read: "The suburban streets of Minto become the stage for performances created by international artists in collaboration with the people of Minto."
What was this place called Minto?
Sydney, as I would learn, is a city of suburbs, and Minto lies southwest, about an hour away.
I have to say, it wasn't exactly what I had in mind for my first day down under.
I mean, I'd thought about the Harbour Bridge or Bondi Beach, but Minto? But still, I'm a producer, and the lure of a site-specific theater project was more than I could resist. So, off I went into Friday afternoon traffic, and I'll never forget what I saw when I got there.
For the performance, the audience walked around the neighborhood from house to house, and the residents, who were the performers, they came out of their houses, and they performed these autobiographical dances on their lawns, on their driveways. The show is a collaboration with a U.K.-based performance company called Lone Twin.
Lone Twin had come to Minto and worked with the residents, and they had created these dances.
This Australian-Indian girl, she came out and started to dance on her front lawn, and her father peered out the window to see what all the noise and commotion was about, and he soon joined her.
And he was followed by her little sister.
And soon they were all dancing this joyous, exuberant dance right there on their lawn. And as I walked through the neighborhood, I was amazed and I was moved by the incredible sense of ownership this community clearly felt about this event.
"Minto: Live" brought Sydneysiders into dialogue with international artists, and really celebrated the diversity of Sydney on its own terms.
The Sydney Festival which produced "Minto: Live" I think represents a new kind of 21st-century arts festival.
These festivals are radically open.
They can transform cities and communities.
To understand this, I think it kind of makes sense to look where we've come from.
Modern arts festivals were born in the rubble of World War II.
Civic leaders created these annual events to celebrate culture as the highest expression of the human spirit.
In 1947, the Edinburgh Festival was born and Avignon was born and hundreds of others would follow in their wake.
The work they did was very, very high art, and stars came along like Laurie Anderson and Merce Cunningham and Robert Lepage who made work for this circuit, and you had these seminal shows like "The Mahabharata" and the monumental "Einstein on the Beach."
But as the decades passed, these festivals, they really became the establishment, and as the culture and capital accelerated, the Internet brought us all together, high and low kind of disappeared, a new kind of festival emerged.
The old festivals, they continued to thrive, but from Brighton to Rio to Perth, something new was emerging, and these festivals were really different.
They're open, these festivals, because, like in Minto, they understand that the dialogue between the local and the global is essential.
They're open because they ask the audience to be a player, a protagonist, a partner, rather than a passive spectator, and they're open because they know that imagination cannot be contained in buildings, and so much of the work they do is site-specific or outdoor work.
So, the new festival, it asks the audience to play an essential role in shaping the performance.
Companies like De La Guarda, which I produce, and Punchdrunk create these completely immersive experiences that put the audience at the center of the action, but the German performance company Rimini Protokoll takes this all to a whole new level.
In a series of shows that includes "100 Percent Vancouver," "100 Percent Berlin," Rimini Protokoll makes shows that actually reflect society.
Rimini Protokoll chooses 100 people that represent that city at that moment in terms of race and gender and class, through a careful process that begins three months before, and then those 100 people share stories about themselves and their lives, and the whole thing becomes a snapshot of that city at that moment.
LIFT has always been a pioneer in the use of venues.
They understand that theater and performance can happen anywhere.
You can do a show in a schoolroom, in an airport, â â in a department store window.
Artists are explorers. Who better to show us the city anew?
Artists can take us to a far-flung part of the city that we haven't explored, or they can take us into that building that we pass every day but we never went into.
An artist, I think, can really show us people that we might overlook in our lives.
Back to Back is an Australian company of people with intellectual disabilities. I saw their amazing show in New York at the Staten Island Ferry Terminal at rush hour.
We, the audience, were given headsets and seated on one side of the terminal.
The actors were right there in front of us, right there among the commuters, and we could hear them, but we might not have otherwise seen them.
So Back to Back takes site-specific theater and uses it to gently remind us about who and what we choose to edit out of our daily lives.
So, the dialogue with the local and the global, the audience as participant and player and protagonist, the innovative use of site, all of these things come to play in the amazing work of the fantastic French company Royal de Luxe.
Royal de Luxe's giant puppets come into a city and they live there for a few days.
For "The Sultan's Elephant," Royal de Luxe came to central London and brought it to a standstill with their story of a giant little girl and her friend, a time-traveling elephant.
For a few days, they transformed a massive city into a community where endless possibility reigned.
The Guardian wrote, "If art is about transformation, then there can be no more transformative experience.
What 'The Sultan's Elephant' represents is no less than an artistic occupation of the city and a reclamation of the streets for the people."
We can talk about the economic impacts of these festivals on their cities, but I'm much [more] interested in many more things, like how a festival helps a city to express itself, how it lets it come into its own.
Festivals promote diversity, they bring neighbors into dialogue, they increase creativity, they offer opportunities for civic pride, they improve our general psychological well-being.
In short, they make cities better places to live.
Case in point: When "The Sultan's Elephant" came to London just nine months after 7/7, a Londoner wrote, "For the first time since the London bombings, my daughter called up with that sparkle back in her voice.
She had gathered with others to watch 'The Sultan's Elephant,' and, you know, it just made all the difference."
Lyn Gardner in The Guardian has written that a great festival can show us a map of the world, a map of the city and a map of ourselves, but there is no one fixed festival model.
I think what's so brilliant about the festivals, the new festivals, is that they are really fully capturing the complexity and the excitement of the way we all live today.
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They drifted with the flowing water and grew while feeding on the accumulated nourishment within it.
Moreover, since they would run out of nourishment if they stayed in one place, they took on the ball shapes and rolled along with the flowing water, avoiding the nourishment crisis.
At my feet, nearly perfect spheres of Moria grass, true to their name, were scattered all around.
This place was close to the underground spring, so the water flowed constantly here despite it being a lake. As such, it was an ideal environment for these guys(?) to multiply.
âI see. Itâs much easier for them to settle here rather than the shores where water hardly flows.â
It was about as large as my head. As for the weight, it was actually quite light. It was quite soft too, to the point it might have served as quite a pleasant pillow.
âMoreover, since they are so full of underwater nourishment, they are quite healthy and would serve as great potion ingredients.â
While I was having fun squeezing the Moria grass, I felt a double tug on the rope at my waist. It must have been Finia trying to confirm my safety since I hadnât been responsive.
âRight, gotta signal back.â
I tugged on it twice to convey that everything was fine. It seemed to have reached her since the rope was no longer taught.
I could just bring them back, but they were the size of my head so I couldnât carry too many of them.
The footing was quite dangerous too so I could only carry two at most.â
âThen again, they havenât been told how many to bring so two should be enough.â
I picked up two green spheres with both hands and turned around. But then, I noticed how the two bulges held at my chest looked and focused on their shape.
âHmm, is this how it feels to have big boobs?â
It looked just like Mariaâs chest.
I suddenly felt the urge to put them inside my swimsuit, but realized that it would be in vain and reconsidered.
I mean, I didnât have some big reason that told me I had to hold back, but I felt like I would lose something important if I did it.
As I slowly headed up the slope and returned to Finia, she was delighted to see what I was holding.
âAh, Lady Nicole! Are those round things... Moria grass?â
âYeah, it must be.â
âThey are bigger than I expected. I was imagining them to be the size of mandarins.â
âAhaha, it wouldâve been easier to carry them if they were.â
I passed one of them to Finia. I could carry one of them with one hand.
Both of us had weapons we had to hold with one hand, so this way we would be able to maintain our combat power.
According to what I heard before, there were no dangerous organisms in this lake, but it wouldnât hurt to be careful.
There was always the time factor in play in what you heard and how it really was.
Even if the lake was harmless like we heard, there was always a possibility that something had settled in afterward.
It had passed around an hour since we dived down, so I had Finia recast the Breathing spell and we headed towards the surface.
As we separated from the bottom, the floating dust also cleared up and the water above us turned transparent.
I also saw some black dots there. It was most likely the raft that Mark and others had built.
While holding the Moria grass I forcefully pushed my head up the waterâs surface. Finia also followed suit.
âPwah! Michelle, we foâhyaah!?â
âKyaa!â
I raised the Moria grass above my head to show it clearly, but the moment I lifted it above water, an arrow pierced right through the center of it.
Looking closer, the one Finia held was in the same state with an arrow pierced through it.
The arrow hit two targets almost at the same time. There was only one person who could accomplish such a divine feat.
â...Michelle?â
âS-Sorry. I thought it was a monster! I mean, a green ball suddenly shot up.â
âI get you doing it the first time, but why did you shoot Finiaâs one too?â
âI shot the second arrow before the first one hit its target.â
âUhh, Michelle, youâre saying something incredible like itâs nothing...â
âGive up, Finia. Thatâs just how she is.â
The moment she confirmed the number of enemies, she pulled an equal number of arrows and shot them in succession.
Though she could only hold a limited number of arrows in hand, so two successive shots was her limit. Even so, it was an incredible speed.
âUmm, they have arrows in them, but do you think they will work?â
âS-Sure... I heard they are gonna be ground anyway.â
âThen it should be fine. That aside, get us up the raft already. Itâs cold after all.â
The raft was barely stitched together with logs and ropes, so it was quite unstable. If we forcefully climbed, it would sway around too much and make it hard to get on.
So we needed someone to pull us up.
Tony reached out to me first, but Michelle cut in and pulled me up instead. It turned out that she was obediently following my previous request to âprotect us from the guys.â
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Yet, the proportions of the size of the temple seemed out of place.
â(Enemy group detected at oâclock. Please hide behind the pillar here.)â
For example, the pillar we were hiding behind now had a diameter of about meters and stretched up to the ceiling, which was about ~ meters above us, and there were dozens of pillars of this size erected in an orderly fashion.
The enemy group that Deborah had sensed and whispered to us a moment ago was heading in the direction from which we came, i.e., towards the entrance. At this rate, they would encounter Ichiko and Izumi...
â(With those two, you have nothing to worry about. They are on a different level than us.)â
Worrying over them, as Yuu pointed out, was a waste of time.
â(But still, there are several holes in the wall. I wonder why all these holes are formed.)â
Une gestured to a series of square holes in the walls.
â(I suspect they are not holes, but passages because there are signs of something like that.)â
Chirito, with binoculars in hand, then answered Uneâs question through his observation of the hole.
â(Even if there is a passage in that place, it is impossible for us to get there, right? The effect of this ring prohibits us from floating too...)â
Hachi tapped the ring on her left wrist lightly before pointing out the problem.
â(No, Iâve installed a device that allows us to adjust the output of this ring so that we may adjust the membrane and swim if necessary.)â
Mugi fiddled with the ring a bit to change the size and shape of the membrane. Apparently, buoyancy may be achieved by sticking the membrane as close to the body as possible, while the recoil induced by the movement of hands and other parts of the body can be transmitted to the surrounding water, allowing swimming.
â(If we do that, would any complications arise?)â
This was something I had to ask thoroughly as the commander of the entire unit.
â(There are two drawbacks. The first is that the formulas are more complicated because the membrane is attached tightly to the body, and the battery runs out sooner. The other is the difference in sensation.)
The difference between battery drain and sensation? There would be no problem with the battery if we just used it where it was necessary and conserved it, but what do you mean by the difference in sensation...?
When I voiced my question, Mugi immediately answered, â(Our fighting style is primarily centered on ground combat. In our standard state of deployment, we can engage in combat with roughly the same sensation as if we were fighting on the ground, but in this state, the buoyancy and water-resistance are expected to change the sensation considerably, and I have just confirmed that this is in fact the case.)â
â(I see. Thatâs a problem.)â
For a few moments, I was distressed before reaching a conclusion.
â(Then, letâs use the swimming state only for moving to high places like that hole, and move on foot in other places. Also, first of all, we should move in the direction from which the enemy group just came. It is better than moving in the dark without any leads.)â
â(Understood. How do we let Ichiko and Izumi know where weâve gone?)â
â(Izumiâs wolves are around, so Iâm positive theyâll follow our scent.)â
â(I see. Then Iâll lead the way.)â
â(Please do.)â
We resumed our advance after settling on a line of action.
As for the formation, from the top, Deborah, Chirito, myself, Mugi and Hachi were in the same line, followed by Une and Yuu. If Ichiko and Izumi were present, Ichiko will be in the same line as Chirito and Izumi will be in the same line as Yuu.
â(Then, letâs go.)â
Now, we wanted to minimize consumption as much as possible.
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â(There is a presence of a mass of monsters in the back there.)â
Saying this, Deborah pointed out a hole about meters on a side, about 10 meters above the floor.
â(Do you know their number and the distance?)â
âThe distance is 50 meters behind the hole, and the number is about 10~20 probably...)â
â(It is all we need to know. Then letâs keep our voices down from here on out.)â
After saying this, I switched to hand-sign instructions.
Unless they were a member of the âMercenary of the Mistâ or a fellow Kirijin, this hand-signed instruction had been difficult to understand intuitively until now, but I had taught it to Yuu and the others over the past week, so there should be no problem even for a short period of battle.
First, I instructed Mugi, Une, and Deborah to switch the membraneâs state to swimming. After that, I directed them to the side of the entrance, which was a blind spot from the inside of the hole.
Subsequently, Chirito and I switched to the swimming state. While swimming directly in front of the hole, I asked Yuu and Hachi to remain in the shadow of the pillar as a backup.
Now, the operation will kick-off.
The first thing Chirito did was to check the status of the enemy through binoculars. If the enemy had perception ability at this point, our position will be revealed and the operation will be aborted.
Chirito gave me a hand sign that revealed âNo problemâ and another hand sign that was shaped like a fish.
Once I confirmed this, I sent Chirito to Yuu and his groupâs location and swam to the hole myself.
After entering the hole and advancing about 10 meters, I spotted something approaching from the other side.
The approaching figures resembled a marlin. However, unlike other marlin fish, its sharp tip of the nose was clearly metallic, and it appeared to be capable of piercing through ordinary sheet metal armor with ease.
The most crucial part was their number: 14, just as Deborah had sensed.
When I confirmed that they were coming towards me, I invoked âªMantle of Mistâ« and âªMist Cloakâ«. Originally, I could only manifest my physical strength and leg strength in the âWhite Mist and Black Swamp Forestâ but coupled with my skills and the ringâs effect, I was able to swim vigorously through the water and backtrack along the path I had just taken.
I alerted Mugi and the others who had been hiding by hand-signaling the number and the approximate number of seconds they would be arriving after moving to the hall where I had just been, and then I concealed myself in the shadow of a nearby pillar.
The marlins emerged spiritedly.
Mugi had already consolidated her power with the support of Une and was ready to cast âªFlame Javelinâ« at any time.
However, this was the âPalace of Abyss,â the home base of the Octopus King. It was a place where the monsters under the control of the Octopus King can fully exert their power.
Therefore, I instructed Chirito and Deborah not to relax their guard or be negligent, and the three of us made sure to put an end to the opponents who may still have a few breaths left in them.
After successfully eliminating them, we retrieved the tip of the nose, which may be utilized as a material, and hurried to the holeâs far end, keeping an eye out for reinforcements.
After all, we were still at the first level of the âPalace of Abyssâ. Although the level of the Octopus King was unknown, it seemed we had a long way to go. | {
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In the pretext of serving Rafinha who had received a Bow of Light High Grade Rune and preparing for her enrollment into the Knight School, Inglisâ days of training continued.
Since her father Ryuk had begun to allow her to attend the chivalryâs training and exterminate Magic Stone Beasts alongside Rafinha, those had been productive days to hone her skills.
However, she still hadnât met the infamous strongest Magic Stone Beast that was said to be capable of demolishing an entire nation.
It was said that only the ultimate Artifacts wielded by Special Grade Rune owners could defeat it but she wanted to see if that was really the case by trying her hand on it.
It seemed like its sighting within the country hadnât been reported in recent years, the latest dated back to at least or decades ago. Apparently, there were some reports of recent sightings in the neighboring country â what she wouldnât give to be able to travel there to fight one.
When Inglis made the suggestion to Rafinha, the younger girl had been scared and refused to consider it.
Inglis wanted to get stronger, way stronger than anyone and anything else, ever.
Living the life of a warrior is the way of Inglis Eux!
The mirror reflected back an image of a beautiful girl with long, silvery hair, glowing like the full moon in the dark of the night, and a pair of crimson eyes that glittered as bright as gemstones.
The smile that adorned her face could cause flowers to go into full blooms.
She had developed well for someone her age â she was taller and looked more mature than girls her own age.
From her looks alone, she could have been passed off as a or years old.
She was currently dressed in a brilliant red gown, she twirled around and watched as the hem of the gown fluttered and swayed gently.
Mhm~ Iâve grown into quite a looker, all right.
Looking at herself, Inglis was certain that she would eventually turn into a peerless beauty.
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Rafinha who entered the fitting room said so as soon as her eyes fell on Inglis.
As for Rafinha herself, she grew up into a lively girl, with her glossy black hair kept at shoulder length. Furthermore, her personality was also innocent, bright, and clever.
ãHeavens. You really are beautiful. Iâm sure that even the gown appreciates being worn by a lady as pretty as you, miss Inglis.ã
The middle-aged woman who was watching the scene along with Rafinha could only let out a sigh of content.
After all, she was the official dressmaker who lived near the castle and responsible for designing and creating most of the wardrobe for the Marquisâ household.
ãThank you very much. This is another good dress youâve introduced me.ã
The pair of young girls loved to pass their time by visiting the store occasionally and put on various dresses.
Or well... mainly, it was Inglis who modelled the dresses and Rafinha just liked to play dress-up on Inglis with the various clothes the store provided.
As for Inglis herself, she didnât really hate being dressed up like a doll.
This was, after all, the kind of guilty pleasure a female could enjoy. So, there was technically nothing wrong with her indulging in the activity as a female.
Moreover, it provided a good respite from all her days of training.
Although she had initially been embarrassed with the activity, she had grown accustomed and developed a liking for it after the numerous times of being dressed up by Rafinha.
Plus, even though it sounded impertinent coming from herself, Inglis was indeed very beautiful and literally anything would look good on her.
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And thus, with her silver hair tied up, her entire outlook did a three-sixty, making her look even more mature.
Inglis stood in front of the mirror with a pleased grin.
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ãHahaha. I understand. Letâs.ã
They then spent their day having fun dressing up Inglis until evening came.
As Inglis and Rafinha made their way back to the mansion, a massive shadow passed them by in the sky.
It was... a floating island.
It was so enormous that it was easily double the size of the fortified city of Ymir.
Even more miraculously, there were signs of people living on that floating island. | {
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You know me so well, big brother!
Yes, I could never be a good person. I should keep that in mind.
After a pause after saying âHoweverâ, Big Brother Albert added,
âMany of us may have failed to see the kindness in your harshness.â
Huh, what...
It was true that I was a pragmatist and that the King had assigned me to watch over Liz-san, but that didnât make me a kind person.
I was not acting out of kindness. It was something I did for myself.
Everything I have said and done has been for myself. It was to earn points for being a Villainess.
...I wondered now if Liz-sanâs watchdog role was still in place?
I was exiled from the country on my own accord, but...
I wondered if Liz-san was still in need of supervision. I think she would be fine without me.
âI am simply self-indulgent.â
I didnât want them to get the wrong idea.
It was only an arrogant heart awaiting after the harshness. It always was and always would be.
âA selfish Villainess wonât be loved that much by the inhabitants of the impoverished village.â
â...but I did not save the impoverished village.â
I should make this clear.
I was not a righteous Hero.
Without looking away from Big Brother Albert, I continued.
âIt was Uncle Will and Rebecca and the others who saved the impoverished village. And above all, Duke-sama is a hero for liberating that village. I just gave the people of that village a chance to âliveâ. It is meaningless if they do not want to reform the village themselves. I just gave them the opportunity and left the rest to them.â
If I was a saint, I would have lent a hand to make that village a better place.
But I did not do any of that. I just kept the village informed all the time.
I was going to take advantage of everything that was available. That idea still remained the same today.
The weak would be eaten by the strong.
â...Still, the villagers are grateful to Alicia.â
âWhy is that?â
I frowned.
âBecause Alicia gave them the most important âtriggerâ of all.â
âTrigger...?â
âThe most important factor that made that village change was Alicia. The trigger is the most important factor for change. It is no exaggeration to say that it is everything. Without Alicia, nothing would have changed; without Will-sama, Rebecca, Nate, and Duke, nothing would have happened.â
I listened to Big Brother Albert in silence.
I had nothing to refute. He was right. But what I did was nothing compared to the âliberation of the impoverished villageâ. That was also a fact.
âI am sure that Duke-sama will go down in history.â
I muttered vaguely, and my brother spoke in a voice that I could not hear.
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In the first place, although it was namedãKurifot continentãby the demon race, humans refer to it asãKurifot islandã.
In the end, it was only that big.
It was only named as a continent to retain demonâs pride.
Precisely because of its worthlessness, the existence of demons was allowed here.
As long as they donât leave the island, humans wonât eradicate them completely as a show of mercy.
For demons and their cult of power, it was a terrible humiliation.
Thatâs why demons spent the last millennium trying to come up with a way to eradicate humans.
On the other hand, it seems that humans nearly completely forgot about their existence.
A race that though against humans a long time ago, which now obediently lives on a faraway island â demons were remembered in such a way.
Which was, once again, irritating in its own way.
However, demons have finally completed their ultimate weapon, Iris Crisis.
She was ordered to eradicate humans and departed beyond the seas.
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ãâWhat on earth is happening? Itâs been about five months since we sent Irisâthere is no sign of her working at all. Two opposing armies destroyed by a mysterious force, cities disappearing overnight, are there any such good news? ã
The Great Demon King grumbled to his subordinates.
ãNo.....no such things.....ã
A subordinate reported as sweat dripped from his forehead.
ãStrange......If Iris were to work properly, something like humans would have been destroyed long ago. What happened......? ã
ãIf I might......apparently, the spies working undercover amongst humans managed to locate Iris-samaâs whereabouts but.......ã
Hearing the report, the Great Demon King became excited.
ãOh, good job! So, what sheâs been up to? Could it be, there are some especially strong beings amongst humans and she struggles to defeat them!?ã
ã......According to the spyâs report, she shut herself in an abandoned church where she eats and sleeps, eats and sleeps, every single day. Even more, it seems that she maintains a good relationship with humans living nearby......ã
ãHaaaaaaa!? What the hell is she thinking!?ã
ãNot only that, she made a human prepare her meals and clean the church.......to be honest, it doesnât seem like she has any intentions to destroy themã
ãThis must be a lie, hey!ã
The Great Demon King accidentally let out an undignified remark.
He cleared his throat and fixed his posture as if nothing happened.
At that time, an old demon shrugged his shoulders.
He was the director of Irisâ development project.
ãIris-sama, in the end, is just a prototype. Her specs might have been off the charts, however, you could also say that she didnât have anything but those specs. If she doesnât intend to destroy humans, she nothing more than a defective product. The decision to make ãsecond bodyãwas indeed a correct oneã
ãUmu.......but would the second one be fine? Please spare me from the strong but useless onesã
ãThere is no need to worry. The one in the capsule was thoroughly educatedã
ãHo, how exactly?ã
ãFirst, I let her eat sweets, which became her favorite foodã
ãU-Umu......ã
ãAfter that, she wasnât given any until the arrival of her withdrawal symptomsã
ãSo.....?ã
ãIn such a manner we imprinted the preciousness of sweets in her mind and continuously whisperedãif you kill lots of humans Iâll give you some sweetsã. Thanks to that, she canât wait to go out and kill. The perfect anti-human biological weapon is finished! ã[]
ãI-I see.........Well, the method doesnât matter, as long as she kills humans thatâs fineã
Although the Great Demon King said so, his face betrayed his doubts.
ãGreat Demon King-sama. Are you that unsettled? ã
ãAh, no, I mean. Did she turn out well in the face? ã
ãYes. Very much so. But that was to be expected. Let me show you the real deal. Eclipse-sama, please come here ã
Following the command of the development head, a girl appeared in the throne room.
She opened the door and walked inside.
However, even that little action carried with it a sense of incongruity.
Even though she stood right before him, her presence was exceptionally thin.
There was no sound of breathing, nor footsteps.
She had white skin and silver hair, like that of the Great Demon King and Iris.
In addition, her whole attire was white.
Face â expressionless.
Even dolls have a bigger presence than she does.
One can easily perceive her as a glass decoration.
ãSo this is Biological Weapon Mk-.......ã[]
ãYes. Same as Iris-samaâs, her creation was based on your genes. Her name is Eclipse-sama! ã
ãI understand......even still, sheâs quite the quiet fellow......completely different from Irisã
Iris too was calm while she was still inside the capsule but, the moment she came out,ãI want to eat thatããWhat is that?ããAnyway, Iâm sleepyãshe couldnât keep quiet at all.
ãKukuku......this is the result of my education. Eclipse-samaâs head is full of sweets and sweets only. Her sudden change when given sweets.......almost like she is a completely different personã
ãHo. Iâd like to see thatã
The development headâs words picked the Great Demon Kingâs interest.
The development head grinned and pulled out a lump of sugar.
ãEclipse-sama. Let me give you thisã
At that moment, the expressionless Eclipse opened her eyes wide and wrestled the lump of sugar from the hands of the development head.
She put it into her mouth and chewed with a loud crunching noise.
ãSweeet~~!ã
Indeed, it was a tremendous change of character.
Completely different from her expressionless self a second ago.
Eclipse revealed a smile of ultimate happiness, her cheeks turned red, and she said in a sweet voice.
ãMore, more! Give more! ã
ãNo, thatâs it for now. You have a duty to fulfillã
ãWhy!? Meanie! Gimme! ã
ãNot allowed. I wonât. Not giving anyã
As the development head shook his head in denial, the blush disappeared from Eclipseâs face, along with her smile.
ã.......Understood. Then I shall kill humans. Will I get sweets that way? ã
A voice sharp as ice.
As if her bright expression was never there.
Expression â bloodthirsty.
The eyes full of resolve to kill for sweets.
ãGreat Demon King-sama, what is your opinion? Should I order Eclipse-sama to eradicate humanity? ã
The development head sought approval.
Of course â almost answered the Great Demon King, but suddenly came up with a new idea.
ãWait. Before that, you should bring Iris back. As long as you re-educate Iris and attack together, you would finish much faster. If you donât do that, it might escalate into something bothersomeã
ãI see. Indeed, even if Iris-sama has zero motivation, her specs are supreme. If she were to stand against the demon race, she would be a great threat. However, be at ease. Eclipse-sama wonât lose to Iris-sama. Probablyã
ãMn? Did you just say probably.......? ã
ãAh, no. Itâs alright. Both their magical power amounts canât be measured by us, well, it should be around the sameã
ãWait, wait, wait. If their magical power is above measurable, does that mean that we have no idea about the exact amount? It might very well be that Iris is overwhelmingly more powerfulã
ãNo, no way. They shouldnât differ that much. Most likelyã
ãIt seems I have no choice but to trust your judgementã
The Great Demon King gazed at the development head.
And he looked away.
Apparently, he was fully aware.
ãThat being said, I canât win against Iris. I have to rely on Eclipse.........ã
ãYou words hold true! Eclipse-sama, itâs time to depart! As long as you bring Iris back and destroy humanity together, you can have as much sweets as you want!ã
ã.....Roger. Iâll bring Iris backã
Eclipseâs magical power burst out of her body.
It erased light and turned it into shadow.
Erasing the opponentâs magical power, Eclipse Wave.
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ãããã¬ããè¡ããã!ã | ãIâm not a pervert! Iâm Cindy the Slime Tamer! Iâve heard the rumors about a colorful slime and this village and came to take a look!ã
The girl introduced herself and explained the reason behind her arrival.
She looks ordinary. Perhaps all this pervert business is a giant misunderstanding.
ãBut this Slime-san is too gorgeous, so I couldnât restrain myself from hugging and licking him!ã
ãA pervert after all!ã
Iris and Punigami screamed from below the blanket.
ãIâm not a pervert! Just a slime enthusiast!ã
ãHave you no self-awareness? You shouldnât be like that~ã
ãIndeed. Being a pervert is fine, as long as you are self-aware and donât inconvenience those around you. One doesnât lick unfamiliar slimesã
ãUu.....for that I apologize......but Iâm not a pervert! Anyone wants to lick a slime one or twice in his life!ã
Cindy retorted with a serious expression.
Instead, the room was full of dumbfounded people trying to process her words.
ãYes....okay......I donât really understand but stay strong. There must be someone who can understand you somewhere in this worldã
Eclipse chose the route of encouragement.
What a nice girl.
She mustâve felt loneliness radiating from this pervert.
ãW-Why am I being encouraged!? There are plenty of people who share my school of thought! All slime tamers are this way!ã
Cindy screamed.
ãWhat is a slime tamer in the first place?ã
ãAn important question indeed! Slime tamers befriend the slimes, share their hearts, and live together! Right, Punyobaron?ã
The pink slime behind Cindy bounced with a pyon.
They do seem to be friends.
ãNo ja. So that pink oneâs name is Punyobaron? Back on topic, does that mean Iris is a slime tamer too?ã
ãYou must be on some very good terms to share one bed together! You must be licking him every night!ã
ãNo one does that!ã
And then their eyes met.
ãHiyaa, stranger!ã
Her fierce momentum caused by agitation didnât last long enough to have an actual conversation.
Especially since her opponent was a pervert.
ãIris is the same as always around strangersã
ãItâs alright, Big Sis. Muriel and I will escort the pervert outside our villageã
ãLeave it to us!ã
Muriel and Eclipse grabbed Cindy by the arms and tried to drag her away.
ãWait a second. Donât pull on me......I have an appointment with the blue slime........save me, Punyobaron!ã
The pink slime by the name of Punyobaron used a ramming attack again the two.
But slime is still a slime.
No matter the momentum behind it, itâs not very effective.
ãAhaha, it ticklesã
ãReminds me of Punigamiã
ãKuh, even Punyobaron canât stand against a human....!ã
Cindyâs face manifested deep frustration.
Meanwhile, Muriel and Eclipse gradually dragged her away despite constant tackles.
At that moment.
The Lord, Sheryl, and the dragon girl, Marion came to the church.
ãIris-sama. I saw a person with a pink slime.....ah, there she isã
ãWhy is it trying to hit Muriel and Eclipse......?ã
The two didnât seem too surprised by Cindy and Punyobaron.
It sounded like they knew about them beforehand.
ãNo ja? Are you two friends with this pervert?ã
ãI donât have any perverts as friends!ã
Marion screamed as she turned red.
ãIâm not a pervert!ã
ãWell, there are many weirdoes in this village. I donât know what kind of pervert you are, Cindy, but letâs get along. Everyone here is a comradeã
Sheryl spoke nonchalantly.
Iris wasnât particularly enthusiastic about befriending the slime licker, but she refrained from retorting for now.
ã.....It appears to me that you are acquainted with Cindyã
Iris spoke as she slightly poked her head out of the blanket and refused to look in Cindyâs direction.
ãWell, I saw her wandering around the hill a while back. She brought a slime with her and didnât look like one of ours, so I approached her. There, I coincidentally met Marion-san in the middle of her strollã
ãJust so you know it, I wasnât about to come here to play because I have too much free time!ã
Marion was desperate to deny.
ãShe told me about her quest for a colorful slime. My my, the rumors about Punigami-sama spread far and wide. In my delight, I told her where to find him before seeing her dashing up the hill as fast as she could. I became curious, so here I amã
ãWhat was it again? Slime Tamer? You seem like a good match. That said, Iris is scared of all strangers without exceptions. You can probably get along as you discuss slimes togetherã
Marion put her hands on her waist as she preached.
As if asking her to do something about her social skills.
However, one doesnât need to be Iris to try to make some distance from the pervert.
ãWe wonât get along! That Cindy over here licked Punigami on their first meeting.ã
ãPunii.....ã
ãEh......out of nowhere....!? We have a pervert here!ã
ã.....Is that so? There was a time when I licked Iris-sama beforeã
Sheryl fell deep in thought.
ãWhat!? When did you do something so envious.....I mean, horrible to Iris!?ã
ãWith some effort. You can do the same any time you want. Iris-sama will resist, but youâll still be able to get away with it!ã
ãR-Really.....?ã
Marion gazed at Iris as she gradually turned red.
ãNo, you wonât get away with it! Donât waver, Marion!ã
ãIâve almost fallen into Sherylâs trap!ã
ãWho cares about that. Since your goal in licking Punigami is complete, itâs about time you go back. Or do you want to lick him some more? Thatâs not allowed, Iâm afraidã
ãNo no, I do want to lick him......but thatâs not why Iâm here! Iâm here to challenge that blue slime to a match of slime sumo!ã
ãSlime sumo......what it even is?ã
Muriel tilted her head.
The resident of the capital, Sheryl, and the dragon girl, Marion, didnât seem to know either.
As a matter of course, neither did Iris and Eclipse.
ãPunin?ã
ãHow could you not know about slime sumo!? Even though you are on such good terms with your slime! Itâs an essential part of the slime battles!ã
ãEven if you say that......what is the slime battle in the first place?ã
Curiosity trumped over sociophobia as she asked the question.
ãSlime Battle.....itâs a sports event that allows slime tamers to compete against each other! Wisdom and courage. Effort and spirit. Itâs a complex sport that requires a vast variety of skills. The slime sumo is the cornerstone of them all! The owner of the strongest slime gets great respect from all the slime tamers!ã
ãOh.....there are so many slime tamers.....ã
ãOf course! Our kind can be found in any corner of the world!ã
Having said that, Cindy puffed her chest in pride.
Then with a clap of her hands, Sheryl remembered something.
ãI saw some people bringing slimes to the capital from time to time. Apparently, there are plenty of slime users amongst monster tamers. Other monsters arenât even allowed in the cityã
ãThen why are the slimes okay?ã
Eclipse couldnât help but ask.
ãBecause they are weak.....thatâs whyã
ãI seeã
ãThatâs right, thatâs rightãagreed Punyobaron
Apparently, that statement their soft spot.
They are weak though.
ãYou shouldnât call them weak! They just donât wish to cause any harm! They are by no means weak! They are only soft from all the kindness stuffed inside of them!ã
ãHawawa......I apologize....slimes arenât weak. Slimes are great.....ã
Sheryl quickly conceded after being pressured by an enthusiastic slime tamer and two slimes.
ãAs long as you understand. Come, letâs have a match!ã
ãBothersome......do I have to?ã
Her initial plans of napping until noon had to be postponed.
ãYay! Iris is awake! Itâs only the morning. Amazing~ã
ãItâs a miracle!ã
ãExcellent, Iris-sama! Iâve always believed in you! Yahoo!ã
ãAre you okay, Iris? You arenât pushing yourself? To wake up so early......you are about to break through your limits!ã
A simple act of getting out of bed turned into a spectacle.
Especially Marion, she even seemed to be worried.
ãThere are times where even I can get up early! The time when Muriel first appeared I stayed active since the morning!ã
ãThat was an exceptional exceptionã
Sheryl said with a straight face.
Iris puffed her cheeks.
Yet no one objected.
Even though she volunteered to protect the slime.
Irisâ prestige is less than that of a slime.
Tough life.
ãThank you for participating! Letâs go outside first!ã
Cindy took Punyobaron and went outside.
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ã»ã»ã»ãªã©ãã¯ã¹ãã! | THE ABOLITION OF WORK
by Bob Black
No one should ever work.
Work is the source of nearly all the misery in the world.
Almost any evil you'd care to name comes from working or from living in a world designed for work.
In order to stop suffering, we have to stop working.
That doesn't mean we have to stop doing things.
It does mean creating a new way of life based on play;
ãéã³ããšããèšèã«ããç¥(festivity)ãåµé å(creativity)ãå奜ç宎äŒæ°å(conviviality)ãå
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in other words, a ludic conviviality, commensality, and maybe even art.
There is more to play than child's play, as worthy as that is.
I call for a collective adventure in generalized joy
and freely interdependent exuberance.
Play isn't passive.
Doubtless we all need a lot more time for sheer sloth and slack than we ever enjoy now, regardless of income or occupation,
but once recovered from employment-induced exhaustion nearly all of us want to act.
Oblomovism and Stakhanovism are two sides of the same debased coin.
The ludic life is totally incompatible with existing reality.
So much the worse for "reality,"
the gravity hole that sucks the vitality from the little in life that still distinguishes it from mere survival.
Curiously -- or maybe not -- all the old ideologies are conservative
because they believe in work.
Some of them, like Marxism and most brands of anarchism, believe in work all the more fiercely because they believe in so little else.
Liberals say we should end employment discrimination.
I say we should end employment.
Conservatives support right-to-work laws.
Following Karl Marx's wayward son-in-law Paul Lafargue I support the right to be lazy.
Leftists favor full employment.
Like the surrealists -- except that I'm not kidding -- I favor full unemployment.
Trotskyists agitate for permanent revolution.
I agitate for permanent revelry.
But if all the ideologues (as they do) advocate work -- and not only because they plan to make other people do theirs -- they are strangely reluctant to say so.
They will carry on endlessly about wages, hours, working conditions, exploitation, productivity, profitability.
They'll gladly talk about anything but work itself.
These experts who offer to do our thinking for us rarely share their conclusions about work, for all its saliency in the lives of all of us.
Among themselves they quibble over the details.
Unions and management agree that we ought to sell the time of our lives in exchange for survival,
although they haggle over the price.
Marxists think we should be bossed by bureaucrats.
Libertarians think we should be bossed by businessmen.
Feminists don't care which form bossing takes so long as the bosses are women.
Clearly these ideology-mongers have serious differences over how to divvy up the spoils of power.
Just as clearly, none of them have any objection to power as such and all of them want to keep us working.
You may be wondering if I'm joking or serious.
I'm joking and serious.
To be ludic is not to be ludicrous.
Play doesn't have to be frivolous,
although frivolity isn't triviality:
very often we ought to take frivolity seriously.
I'd like life to be a game
-- but a game with high stakes.
I want to play for keeps.
The alternative to work isn't just idleness.
To be ludic is not to be quaaludic.
As much as I treasure the pleasure of torpor, it's never more rewarding than when it punctuates other pleasures and pastimes.
Nor am I promoting the managed time-disciplined safety-valve called "leisure";
far from it.
Leisure is the time spent recovering from work and in the frenzied but hopeless attempt to forget about work.
Many people return from vacation so beat that they look forward to returning to work so they can rest up.
The main difference between work and leisure is that work at least you get paid for your alienation and enervation.
I am not playing definitional games with anybody.
When I say I want to abolish work, I mean just what I say,
but I want to say what I mean by defining my terms in non-idiosyncratic ways.
My minimum definition of work is forced labor, that is, compulsory production.
Both elements are essential.
Work is production enforced by economic or political means, by the carrot or the stick.
(The carrot is just the stick by other means.)
But not all creation is work.
Work is never done for its own sake,
it's done on account of some product or output that the worker (or, more often, somebody else) gets out of it.
This is what work necessarily is.
To define it is to despise it.
But work is usually even worse than its definition decrees.
The dynamic of domination intrinsic to work tends over time toward elaboration.
In advanced work-riddled societies, including all industrial societies whether capitalist of "Communist," work invariably acquires other attributes which accentuate its obnoxiousness.
Usually -- and this is even more true in "Communist" than capitalist countries, where the state is almost the only employer and everyone is an employee -- work is employment,
i. e., wage-labor, which means selling yourself on the installment plan.
In the USSR or Cuba or Yugoslavia or any other alternative model which might be adduced, the corresponding figure approaches 100%.
Only the embattled Third World peasant bastions -- Mexico, India, Brazil, Turkey -- temporarily shelter significant concentrations of agriculturists who perpetuate the traditional arrangement of most laborers in the last several millenia, the payment of taxes (= ransom) to the state or rent to parasitic landlords in return for being otherwise left alone.
Even this raw deal is beginning to look good.
All industrial (and office) workers are employees and under the sort of surveillance which ensures servility.
But modern work has worse implications.
People don't just work, they have "jobs."
One person does one productive task all the time on an or-else basis.
Even if the task has a quantum of intrinsic interest (as increasingly many jobs don't) the monotony of its obligatory exclusivity drains its ludic potential.
A "job" that might engage the energies of some people, for a reasonably limited time, for the fun of it, is just a burden on those who have to do it for forty hours a week with no say in how it should be done,
for the profit of owners who contribute nothing to the project,
and with no opportunity for sharing tasks or spreading the work among those who actually have to do it.
This is the real world of work:
a world of bureaucratic blundering, of sexual harassment and discrimination, of bonehead bosses exploiting
and scapegoating their subordinates who -- by any rational-technical criteria -- should be calling the shots.
But capitalism in the real world subordinates the rational maximization of productivity and profit to the exigencies of organizational control.
The degradation which most workers experience on the job is the sum of assorted indignities which can be denominated as "discipline."
Foucault has complexified this phenomenon but it is simple enough.
Discipline consists of the totality of totalitarian controls at the workplace --
surveillance, rotework, imposed work tempos, production quotas, punching -in and -out, etc.
iscipline is what the factory and the office and the store share with the prison and the school and the mental hospital.
It is something historically original and horrible.
It was beyond the capacities of such demonic dictators of yore as Nero and Genghis Khan and Ivan the Terrible.
For all their bad intentions they just didn't have the machinery to control their subjects as thoroughly as modern despots do.
Discipline is the distinctively diabolical modern mode of control,
it is an innovative intrusion which must be interdicted at the earliest opportunity.
Such is "work."
Play is just the opposite.
Play is always voluntary.
What might otherwise be play is work if it's forced.
This is axiomatic.
Bernie de Koven has defined play as the "suspension of consequences."
This is unacceptable if it implies that play is inconsequential.
The point is not that play is without consequences.
This is to demean play.
The point is that the consequences, if any, are gratuitous.
Playing and giving are closely related, they are the behavioral and transactional facets of the same impulse,
the play-instinct.
They share an aristocratic disdain for results.
The player gets something out of playing;
that's why he plays.
But the core reward is the experience of the activity itself (whatever it is).
Some otherwise attentive students of play, like Johan Huizinga (Homo Ludens), define it as game-playing or following rules.
I respect Huizinga's erudition but emphatically reject his constraints.
There are many good games
(chess, baseball, Monopoly, bridge)
which are rule-governed but there is much more to play than game-playing.
Conversation, sex, dancing, travel -- these practices aren't rule-governed but they are surely play if anything is.
And rules can be played with at least as readily as anything else.
Work makes a mockery of freedom.
The official line is that we all have rights and live in a democracy.
Other unfortunates who aren't free like we are have to live in police states.
These victims obey orders or-else, no matter how arbitrary.
The authorities keep them under regular surveillance.
State bureaucrats control even the smaller details of everyday life.
The officials who push them around are answerable only to higher-ups, public or private.
Either way, dissent and disobedience are punished.
Informers report regularly to the authorities.
All this is supposed to be a very bad thing.
And so it is, although it is nothing but a description of the modern workplace.
The liberals and conservatives and libertarians who lament totalitarianism are phonies and hypocrites.
There is more freedom in any moderately deStalinized dictatorship than there is in the ordinary American workplace.
You find the same sort of hierarchy and discipline in an office or factory as you do in a prison or monastery.
In fact, as Foucault and others have shown, prisons and factories came in at about the same time, and their operators consciously borrowed from each other's control techniques.
A worker is a par-time slave.
The boss says when to show up, when to leave, and what to do in the meantime.
He tells you how much work to do and how fast.
He is free to carry his control to humiliating extremes, regulating,
if he feels like it, the clothes you wear or how often you go to the bathroom.
With a few exceptions he can fire you for any reason, or no reason.
He has you spied on by snitches and supervisors, he amasses a dossier on every employee.
Talking back is called "insubordination," just as if a worker is a naughty child,
and it not only gets you fired, it disqualifies you for unemployment compensation.
Without necessarily endorsing it for them either, it is noteworthy that children at home and in school receive much the same treatment,
justified in their case by their supposed immaturity.
What does this say about their parents and teachers who work?
The demeaning system of domination I've described rules over half the waking hours of a majority of women and the vast majority of men for decades, for most of their lifespans.
For certain purposes it's not too misleading to call our system democracy or capitalism or -- better still -- industrialism,
but its real names are factory fascism and office oligarchy.
Anybody who says these people are "free" is lying or stupid.
You are what you do.
If you do boring, stupid monotonous work, chances are you'll end up boring, stupid and monotonous.
Work is a much better explanation for the creeping cretinization all around us than even such significant moronizing mechanisms as television and education.
People who are regimented all their lives, handed off to work from school
and bracketed by the family in the beginning and the nursing home at the end, are habituated to heirarchy and psychologically enslaved.
Their aptitude for autonomy is so atrophied that their fear of freedom is among their few rationally grounded phobias.
Their obedience training at work carries over into the families they start, thus reproducing the system in more ways than one, and into politics, culture and everything else.
Once you drain the vitality from people at work, they'll likely submit to heirarchy and expertise in everything.
They're used to it.
We are so close to the world of work that we can't see what it does to us.
We have to rely on outside observers from other times or other cultures to appreciate the extremity and the pathology of our present position.
There was a time in our own past when the "work ethic" would have been incomprehensible,
and perhaps Weber was on to something when he tied its appearance to a religion, Calvinism,
which if it emerged today instead of four centuries ago would immediately and appropriately be labeled a cult.
Be that as it may, we have only to draw upon the wisdom of antiquity to put work in perspective.
The ancients saw work for what it is,
and their view prevailed, the Calvinist cranks notwithstanding, until overthrown by industrialism
-- but not before receiving the endorsement of its prophets.
Let's pretend for a moment that work doesn't turn people into stultified submissives.
Let's pretend, in defiance of any plausible psychology and the ideology of its boosters, that it has no effect on the formation of character.
And let's pretend that work isn't as boring and tiring and humiliating as we all know it really is.
Even then, work would still make a mockery of all humanistic and democratic aspirations,
just because it usurps so much of our time.
Socrates said that manual laborers make bad friends and bad citizens
because they have no time to fulfill the responsibilities of friendship and citizenship.
He was right.
Because of work, no matter what we do we keep looking at out watches.
The only thing "free" about so-called free time is that it doesn't cost the boss anything.
Free time is mostly devoted to getting ready for work, going to work, returning from work, and recovering from work.
Free time is a euphemism for the peculiar way labor as a factor of production
not only transports itself at its own expense to and from the workplace but assumes primary responsibility for its own maintenance and repair.
Coal and steel don't do that.
Lathes and typewriters don't do that.
But workers do.
No wonder Edward G. Robinson in one of his gangster movies exclaimed, "Work is for saps!"
Both Plato and Xenophon attribute to Socrates and obviously share with him an awareness of the destructive effects of work on the worker as a citizen and a human being.
Herodotus identified contempt for work as an attribute of the classical Greeks at the zenith of their culture.
To take only one Roman example, Cicero said that "whoever gives his labor for money sells himself and puts himself in the rank of slaves."
His candor is now rare,
but contemporary primitive societies which we are wont to look down upon have provided spokesmen who have enlightened Western anthropologists.
The Kapauku of West Irian, according to Posposil, have a conception of balance in life and accordingly work only every other day,
the day of rest designed "to regain the lost power and health."
Our ancestors, even as late as the eighteenth century when they were far along the path to our present predicament, at least were aware of what we have forgotten, the underside of industrialization.
Their religious devotion to "St. Monday" -- thus establishing a de facto five-day week 150-200 years before its legal consecration -- was the despair of the earliest factory owners.
They took a long time in submitting to the tyranny of the bell, predecessor of the time clock.
In fact it was necessary for a generation or two to replace adult males with women accustomed to obedience and children who could be molded to fit industrial needs.
Even the exploited peasants of the ancient regime wrested substantial time back from their landlord's work.
According to Lafargue, a fourth of the French peasants' calendar was devoted to Sundays and holidays,
and Chayanov's figures from villages in Czarist Russia -- hardly a progressive society -- likewise show a fourth or fifth of peasants' days devoted to repose.
Controlling for productivity, we are obviously far behind these backward societies.
The exploited muzhiks would wonder why any of us are working at all.
So should we.
To grasp the full enormity of our deterioration, however, consider the earliest condition of humanity, without government or property, when we wandered as hunter-gatherers.
Hobbes surmised that life was then nasty, brutish and short.
Others assume that life was a desperate unremitting struggle for subsistence,
a war waged against a harsh Nature with death and disaster awaiting the unlucky or anyone who was unequal to the challenge of the struggle for existence.
Actually, that was all a projection of fears for the collapse of government authority over communities unaccustomed to doing without it, like the England of Hobbes during the Civil War.
Hobbes' compatriots had already encountered alternative forms of society which illustrated other ways of life -- in North America, particularly
-- but already these were too remote from their experience to be understandable.
(The lower orders, closer to the condition of the Indians, understood it better and often found it attractive.
Throughout the seventeenth century, English settlers defected to Indian tribes or, captured in war, refused to return.
But the Indians no more defected to white settlements than Germans climb the Berlin Wall from the west.)
The "survival of the fittest" version -- the Thomas Huxley version -- of Darwinism was a better account of economic conditions in Victorian England than it was of natural selection, as the anarchist Kropotkin showed in his book Mutual Aid, A Factor of Evolution.
(Kropotkin was a scientist -- a geographer --
who'd had ample involuntary opportunity for fieldwork whilst exiled in Siberia:
he knew what he was talking about.)
Like most social and political theory, the story Hobbes and his successors told was really unacknowledged autobiography.
The anthropologist Marshall Sahlins, surveying the data on contemporary hunter-gatherers, exploded the Hobbesian myth in an article entitled "The Original Affluent Society."
They work a lot less than we do, and their work is hard to distinguish from what we regard as play.
Sahlins concluded that
"hunters and gatherers work less than we do;
and rather than a continuous travail,
the food quest is intermittent, leisure abundant,
and there is a greater amount of sleep in the daytime per capita per year than in any other condition of society."
They worked an average of four hours a day,
assuming they were "working" at all.
Their "labor," as it appears to us, was skilled labor which exercised their physical and intellectual capacities;
unskilled labor on any large scale, as Sahlins says, is impossible except under industrialism.
Thus it satisfied Friedrich Schiller's definition of play,
the only occasion on which man realizes his complete humanity by giving full "play" to both sides of his twofold nature, thinking and feeling.
As he put it:
"The animal works when deprivation is the mainspring of its activity, and it plays when the fullness of its strength is this mainspring,
when superabundant life is its own stimulus to activity."
(A modern version -- dubiously developmental -- is Abraham Maslow's counterposition of "deficiency" and "growth" motivation.)
Play and freedom are, as regards production, coextensive.
Even Marx, who belongs (for all his good intentions) in the productivist pantheon, observed that
"the realm of freedom does not commence until the point is passed where labor under the compulsion of necessity and external utility is required."
He never could quite bring himself to identify this happy circumstance as what it is,
-- but we can.
The aspiration to go backwards or forwards to a life without work is evident in every serious social or cultural history of pre-industrial Europe,
among them M. Dorothy George's England In Transition and Peter Burke's Popular Culture in Early Modern Europe.
Also pertinent is Daniel Bell's essay, "Work and its Discontents,"
the first text, I believe, to refer to the "revolt against work" in so many words
and, had it been understood, an important correction to the complacency ordinarily associated with the volume in which it was collected, The End of Ideology.
Neither critics nor celebrants have noticed that Bell's end-of-ideology thesis signaled not the end of social unrest but the beginning of a new, uncharted phase unconstrained and uninformed by ideology.
It was Seymour Lipset (in Political Man), not Bell, who announced at the same time that "the fundamental problems of the Industrial Revolution have been solved," only a few years before the post- or meta-industrial discontents of college students drove Lipset from UC Berkeley to the relative (and temporary) tranquility of Harvard.
As Bell notes, Adam Smith in The Wealth of Nations, for all his enthusiasm for the market and the division of labor, was more alert to (and more honest about) the seamy side of work than Ayn Rand or the Chicago economists or any of Smith's modern epigones.
As Smith observed:
"The understandings of the greater part of men are necessarily formed by their ordinary employments.
The man whose life is spent in performing a few simple operations... has no occasion to exert his understanding...
He generally becomes as stupid and ignorant as it is possible for a human creature to become."
Here, in a few blunt words, is my critique of work.
Bell, writing in 1956, the Golden Age of Eisenhower imbecility and American self-satisfaction, identified the unorganized, unorganizable malaise of the 1970's and since,
the one no political tendency is able to harness, the one identified in HEW's report Work in America, the one which cannot be exploited and so is ignored.
That problem is the revolt against work.
It does not figure in any text by any laissez-faire economist -- Milton Friedman, Murray Rothbard, Richard Posner
-- because, in their terms, as they used to say on Star Trek, "it does not compute."
If these objections, informed by the love of liberty, fail to persuade humanists of a utilitarian or even paternalist turn, there are others which they cannot disregard.
Work is hazardous to your health, to borrow a book title.
In fact, work is mass murder or genocide.
Directly or indirectly, work will kill most of the people who read these words.
Between 14,000 and 25,000 workers are killed annually in this country on the job.
Over two million are disabled.
Twenty to twenty-five million are injured every year.
And these figures are based on a very conservative estimation of what constitutes a work-related injury.
Thus they don't count the half million cases of occupational disease every year.
I looked at one medical textbook on occupational diseases which was 1,200 pages long.
Even this barely scratches the surface.
The available statistics count the obvious cases
like the 100,000 miners who have black lung disease, of whom 4,000 die every year,
a much higher fatality rate than for AIDS, for instance, which gets so much media attention.
This reflects the unvoiced assumption that AIDS afflicts perverts who could control their depravity whereas coal-mining is a sacrosanct activity beyond question.
What the statistics don't show is that tens of millions of people have heir lifespans shortened by work
-- which is all that homicide means, after all.
Consider the doctors who work themselves to death in their 50's.
Consider all the other workaholics.
Even if you aren't killed or crippled while actually working, you very well might be while going to work, coming from work, looking for work, or trying to forget about work.
The vast majority of victims of the automobile are either doing one of these work-obligatory activities or else fall afoul of those who do them.
To this augmented body-count must be added the victims of auto-industrial pollution and work-induced alcoholism and drug addiction.
Both cancer and heart disease are modern afflictions normally traceable, directly, or indirectly, to work .
Work, then, institutionalizes homicide as a way of life.
People think the Cambodians were crazy for exterminating themselves, but are we any different?
The Pol Pot regime at least had a vision, however blurred, of an egalitarian society.
We kill people in the six-figure range (at least)
in order to sell Big Macs and Cadillacs to the survivors.
Our forty or fifty thousand annual highway fatalities are victims, not martyrs.
They died for nothing -- or rather, they died for work.
But work is nothing to die for.
Bad news for liberals:
regulatory tinkering is useless in this life-and-death context.
The federal Occupational Safety and Health Administration was designed to police the core part of the problem, workplace safety.
Even before Reagan and the Supreme Court stifled it, OSHA was a farce.
At previous and (by current standards) generous Carter-era funding levels, a workplace could expect a random visit from an OSHA inspector once every 46 years.
State control of the economy is no solution.
Work is, if anything, more dangerous in the state-socialist countries than it is here.
Thousands of Russian workers were killed or injured building the Moscow subway.
Stories reverberate about covered-up Soviet nuclear disasters which make Times Beach and Three-Mile Island look like elementary-school air-raid drills.
On the other hand, deregulation, currently fashionable, won't help and will probably hurt.
From a health and safety standpoint, among others, work was at its worst in the days when the economy most closely approximated laissez-faire.
Historians like Eugene Genovese have argued persuasively that
-- as antebellum slavery apologists insisted -- factory wage-workers in the Northern American states and in Europe were worse off than Southern plantation slaves.
No rearrangement of relations among bureaucrats and businessmen seems to make much difference at the point of production.
Serious enforcement of even the rather vague standards enforceable in theory by OSHA would probably bring the economy to a standstill.
The enforcers apparently appreciate this,
since they don't even try to crack down on most malefactors.
What I've said so far ought not to be controversial.
Many workers are fed up with work.
There are high and rising rates of absenteeism, turnover, employee theft and sabotage, wildcat strikes, and overall goldbricking on the job.
There may be some movement toward a conscious and not just visceral rejection of work.
And yet the prevalent feeling, universal among bosses and their agents and also widespread among workers themselves is that work itself is inevitable and necessary.
I disagree.
It is now possible to abolish work and replace it, insofar as it serves useful purposes, with a multitude of new kinds of free activities.
To abolish work requires going at it from two directions, quantitative and qualitative.
On the one hand, on the quantitative side,
we have to cut down massively on the amount of work being done.
At present most work is useless or worse and we should simply get rid of it.
On the other hand -- and I think this the crux of the matter and the revolutionary new departure -- we have to take what useful work remains and transform it into a pleasing variety of game-like and craft-like pastimes,
indistinguishable from other pleasurable pastimes, except that they happen to yield useful end-products.
Surely that shouldn't make them less enticing to do.
Then all the artificial barriers of power and property could come down.
Creation could become recreation.
And we could all stop being afraid of each other.
I don't suggest that most work is salvageable in this way.
But then most work isn't worth trying to save.
Only a small and diminishing fraction of work serves any useful purpose independent of the defense and reproduction of the work-system and its political and legal appendages.
Twenty years ago, Paul and Percival Goodman estimated that just five percent of the work then being done -- presumably the figure, if accurate, is lower now -- would satisfy our minimal needs for food, clothing, and shelter.
Theirs was only an educated guess but the main point is quite clear:
directly or indirectly, most work serves the unproductive purposes of commerce or social control.
Right off the bat we can liberate tens of millions of salesmen, soldiers, managers, cops, stockbrokers, clergymen, bankers, lawyers, teachers, landlords, security guards, ad-men and everyone who works for them.
There is a snowball effect since every time you idle some bigshot you liberate his flunkeys and underlings also.
Thus the economy implodes.
Forty percent of the workforce are white-collar workers, most of whom have some of the most tedious and idiotic jobs ever concocted.
Entire industries, insurance and banking and real estate for instance, consist of nothing but useless paper-shuffling.
It is no accident that the "tertiary sector," the service sector, is growing while the "secondary sector" (industry) stagnates and the "primary sector" (agriculture) nearly disappears.
Because work is unnecessary except to those whose power it secures, workers are shifted from relatively useful to relatively useless occupations as a measure to assure public order.
Anything is better than nothing.
That's why you can't go home just because you finish early.
They want your time,
enough of it to make you theirs,
even if they have no use for most of it.
Otherwise why hasn't the average work week gone down by more than a few minutes in the past fifty years?
Next we can take a meat-cleaver to production work itself.
No more war production, nuclear power, junk food, feminine hygiene deodorant
-- and above all, no more auto industry to speak of.
An occasional Stanley Steamer or Model-T might be all right, but the auto-eroticism on which such pestholes as Detroit and Los Angeles depend on is out of the question.
Already, without even trying, we've virtually solved the energy crisis, the environmental crisis and assorted other insoluble social problems.
Finally, we must do away with far and away the largest occupation, the one with the longest hours, the lowest pay and some of the most tedious tasks around.
I refer to housewives doing housework and child-rearing.
By abolishing wage-labor and achieving full unemployment we undermine the sexual division of labor.
The nuclear family as we know it is an inevitable adaptation to the division of labor imposed by modern wage-work.
Like it or not, as things have been for the last century or two it is economically rational for the man to bring home the bacon, for the woman to do the shitwork to provide him with a haven in a heartless world,
and for the children to be marched off to youth concentration camps called "schools,"
primarily to keep them out of Mom's hair but still under control, but incidentally to acquire the habits of obedience and punctuality so necessary for workers.
If you would be rid of patriarchy, get rid of the nuclear family
whose unpaid "shadow work," as Ivan Illich says, makes possible the work-system that makes it necessary.
Bound up with this no-nukes strategy is the abolition of childhood and the closing of the schools.
There are more full-time students than full-time workers in this country.
We need children as teachers, not students.
They have a lot to contribute to the ludic revolution because they're better at playing than grown-ups are.
Adults and children are not identical but they will become equal through interdependence.
Only play can bridge the generation gap.
I haven't as yet even mentioned the possibility of cutting way down on the little work that remains by automating and cybernizing it.
All the scientists and engineers and technicians freed from bothering with war research and planned obsolescence would have a good time devising means to eliminate fatigue and tedium and danger from activities like mining.
Undoubtedly they'll find other projects to amuse themselves with.
Perhaps they'll set up world-wide all-inclusive multi-media communications systems or found space colonies. Perhaps.
I myself am no gadget freak.
I wouldn't care to live in a pushbutton paradise.
I don't what robot slaves to do everything;
I want to do things myself.
There is, I think, a place for labor-saving technology,
but a modest place.
The historical and pre-historical record is not encouraging.
When productive technology went from hunting-gathering to agriculture and on to industry, work increased while skills and self-determination diminished.
The further evolution of industrialism has accentuated what Harry Braverman called the degradation of work.
Intelligent observers have always been aware of this.
John Stuart Mill wrote that all the labor-saving inventions ever devised haven't saved a moment's labor.
Karl Marx wrote that "it would be possible to write a history of the inventions, made since 1830, for the sole purpose of supplying capital with weapons against the revolts of the working class."
The enthusiastic technophiles -- Saint-Simon, Comte, Lenin, B. F. Skinner -- have always been unabashed authoritarians also;
which is to say, technocrats.
We should be more than sceptical about the promises of the computer mystics.
They work like dogs;
chances are, if they have their way, so will the rest of us.
But if they have any particularized contributions more readily subordinated to human purposes than the run of high tech, let's give them a hearing.
What I really want to see is work turned into play.
A first step is to discard the notions of a "job" and an "occupation."
Even activities that already have some ludic content lose most of it by being reduced to jobs which certain people,
and only those people are forced to do
to the exclusion of all else.
Is it not odd that farm workers toil painfully in the fields while their air-conditioned masters go home every weekend and putter about in their gardens?
Under a system of permanent revelry, we will witness the Golden Age of the dilettante which will put the Renaissance to shame.
There won't be any more jobs, just things to do and people to do them.
The secret of turning work into play, as Charles Fourier demonstrated, is to arrange useful activities to take advantage of whatever it is that various people at various times in fact enjoy doing.
To make it possible for some people to do the things they could enjoy it will be enough just to eradicate the irrationalities and distortions which afflict these activities when they are reduced to work.
I, for instance, would enjoy doing some (not too much) teaching,
but I don't want coerced students and I don't care to suck up to pathetic pedants for tenure.
Second, there are some things that people like to do from time to time,
but not for too long, and certainly not all the time.
You might enjoy baby-sitting for a few hours in order to share the company of kids,
but not as much as their parents do.
The parents meanwhile, profoundly appreciate the time to themselves that you free up for them,
although they'd get fretful if parted from their progeny for too long.
These differences among individuals are
what make a life of free play possible.
The same principle applies to many other areas of activity, especially the primal ones.
Thus many people enjoy cooking when they can practice it seriously at their leisure,
but not when they're just fueling up human bodies for work.
Third -- other things being equal -- some things that are unsatisfying if done by yourself or in unpleasant surroundings
or at the orders of an overlord are enjoyable, at least for a while, if these circumstances are changed.
This is probably true, to some extent, of all work.
People deploy their otherwise wasted ingenuity to make a game of the least inviting drudge-jobs as best they can.
Activities that appeal to some people don't always appeal to all others,
but everyone at least potentially has a variety of interests and an interest in variety.
As the saying goes, "anything once."
Fourier was the master at speculating how aberrant and perverse penchants could be put to use in post-civilized society, what he called Harmony.
He thought the Emperor Nero would have turned out all right if as a child he could have indulged his taste for bloodshed by working in a slaughterhouse.
Small children who notoriously relish wallowing in filth could be organized in "Little Hordes" to clean toilets and empty the garbage, with medals awarded to the outstanding.
I am not arguing for these precise examples
but for the underlying principle,
which I think makes perfect sense as one dimension of an overall revolutionary transformation.
Bear in mind that we don't have to take today's work
just as we find it and match it up with the proper people, some of whom would have to be perverse indeed.
If technology has a role in all this it is less to automate work out of existence than to open up new realms for re/creation.
To some extent we may want to return to handicrafts,
which William Morris considered a probable and desirable upshot of communist revolution.
Art would be taken back from the snobs and collectors, abolished as a specialized department catering to an elite audience,
and its qualities of beauty and creation restored to integral life from which they were stolen by work.
It's a sobering thought that the grecian urns we write odes about and showcase in museums were used in their own time to store olive oil.
I doubt our everyday artifacts will fare as well in the future,
if there is one.
The point is that there's no such thing as progress in the world of work;
if anything it's just the opposite.
We shouldn't hesitate to pilfer the past for what it has to offer,
the ancients lose nothing yet we are enriched.
The reinvention of daily life means marching off the edge of our maps.
There is, it is true, more suggestive speculation than most people suspect.
Besides Fourier and Morris -- and even a hint, here and there, in Marx -- there are the writings of Kropotkin, the syndicalists Pataud and Pouget, anarcho-communists old (Berkman) and new (Bookchin).
The Goodman brothers' Communitas is exemplary for illustrating what forms follow from given functions (purposes),
and there is something to be gleaned from the often hazy heralds of alternative/appropriate/intermediate/convivial technology,
like Schumacher and especially Illich, once you disconnect their fog machines.
The situationists -- as represented by Vaneigem's Revolution of Daily Life and in the Situationist International Anthology -- are so ruthlessly lucid as to be exhilarating, even if they never did quite square the endorsement of the rule of the worker's councils with the abolition of work.
Better their incongruity, though than any extant version of leftism, whose devotees look to be the last champions of work,
for if there were no work there would be no workers,
and without workers, who would the left have to organize?
So the abolitionists would be largely on their own.
No one can say what would result from unleashing the creative power stultified by work.
Anything can happen.
The tiresome debater's problem of freedom vs. necessity, with its theological overtones, resolves itself practically once the production of use-values is coextensive with the consumption of delightful play-activity.
Life will become a game, or rather many games, but not -- as it is now - -- a zero/sum game.
An optimal sexual encounter is the paradigm of productive play,
The participants potentiate each other's pleasures,
nobody keeps score, and everybody wins.
The more you give, the more you get.
In the ludic life, the best of sex will diffuse into the better part of daily life.
Generalized play leads to the libidinization of life.
Sex, in turn, can become less urgent and desperate, more playful.
If we play our cards right, we can all get more out of life than we put into it;
but only if we play for keeps.
No one should ever work.
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But when I became the attorney general, two things happened that changed the way I see criminal justice.
The first is that I asked what I thought were really basic questions.
I wanted to understand who we were arresting, who we were charging, and who we were putting in our nation's jails and prisons.
I also wanted to understand if we were making decisions in a way that made us safer.
And I couldn't get this information out.
It turned out that most big criminal justice agencies like my own didn't track the things that matter.
So after about a month of being incredibly frustrated, I walked down into a conference room that was filled with detectives and stacks and stacks of case files, and the detectives were sitting there with yellow legal pads taking notes.
They were trying to get the information I was looking for by going through case by case for the past five years.
And as you can imagine, when we finally got the results, they weren't good.
It turned out that we were doing a lot of low-level drug cases on the streets just around the corner from our office in Trenton.
The second thing that happened is that I spent the day in the Camden, New Jersey police department.
Now, at that time, Camden, New Jersey, was the most dangerous city in America.
I ran the Camden Police Department because of that.
I spent the day in the police department, and I was taken into a room with senior police officials, all of whom were working hard and trying very hard to reduce crime in Camden.
And what I saw in that room, as we talked about how to reduce crime, were a series of officers with a lot of little yellow sticky notes.
And they would take a yellow sticky and they would write something on it and they would put it up on a board.
And one of them said, "We had a robbery two weeks ago.
We have no suspects."
And another said, "We had a shooting in this neighborhood last week. We have no suspects."
We weren't using data-driven policing.
We were essentially trying to fight crime Now, both of these things made me realize fundamentally that we were failing.
We didn't even know who was in our criminal justice system, we didn't have any data about the things that mattered, and we didn't share data or use analytics or tools to help us make better decisions and to reduce crime.
And for the first time, I started to think about how we made decisions.
When I was an assistant D.A., and when I was a federal prosecutor, I looked at the cases in front of me, and I generally made decisions based on my instinct and my experience.
When I became attorney general, I could look at the system as a whole, and what surprised me is that I found that that was exactly how we were doing it across the entire system -- in police departments, in prosecutors's offices, in courts and in jails. And what I learned very quickly is that we weren't doing a good job.
So I wanted to do things differently.
I wanted to introduce data and analytics and rigorous statistical analysis into our work.
In short, I wanted to moneyball criminal justice.
Now, moneyball, as many of you know, is what the Oakland A's did, where they used smart data and statistics to figure out how to pick players that would help them win games, and they went from a system that was based on baseball scouts who used to go out and watch players and use their instinct and experience, the scouts' instincts and experience, to pick players, from one to use
smart data and rigorous statistical analysis to figure out how to pick players that would help them win games.
It worked for the Oakland A's, and it worked in the state of New Jersey.
We took Camden off the top of the list as the most dangerous city in America.
We reduced murders there by 41 percent, which actually means 37 lives were saved.
And we reduced all crime in the city by 26 percent.
We also changed the way we did criminal prosecutions.
So we went from doing low-level drug crimes that were outside our building to doing cases of statewide importance, on things like reducing violence with the most violent offenders, prosecuting street gangs, gun and drug trafficking, and political corruption.
And all of this matters greatly, because public safety to me is the most important function of government.
If we're not safe, we can't be educated, we can't be healthy, we can't do any of the other things we want to do in our lives.
And we live in a country today where we face serious criminal justice problems.
We have 12 million arrests every single year.
The vast majority of those arrests are for low-level crimes, like misdemeanors, 70 to 80 percent.
Less than five percent of all arrests are for violent crime.
Yet we spend 75 billion, that's b for billion, dollars a year on state and local corrections costs.
Right now, today, we have 2.3 million people in our jails and prisons.
And we face unbelievable public safety challenges because we have a situation in which two thirds of the people in our jails are there waiting for trial.
They haven't yet been convicted of a crime.
They're just waiting for their day in court.
And 67 percent of people come back.
Our recidivism rate is amongst the highest in the world.
Almost seven in 10 people who are released from prison will be rearrested in a constant cycle of crime and incarceration.
So when I started my job at the Arnold Foundation, I came back to looking at a lot of these questions, we had used data and analytics to transform the way we did criminal justice in New Jersey.
And when I look at the criminal justice system in the United States today, I feel the exact same way that I did about the state of New Jersey when I started there, which is that we absolutely have to do better, and I know that we can do better.
So I decided to focus on using data and analytics to help make the most critical decision in public safety, and that decision is the determination of whether, when someone has been arrested, whether they pose a risk to public safety and should be detained, or whether they don't pose a risk to public safety and should be released.
Everything that happens in criminal cases comes out of this one decision.
It impacts everything.
It impacts sentencing.
It impacts whether someone gets drug treatment.
It impacts crime and violence.
And when I talk to judges around the United States, which I do all the time now, they all say the same thing, which is that we put dangerous people in jail, and we let non-dangerous, nonviolent people out.
They mean it and they believe it.
But when you start to look at the data, which, by the way, the judges don't have, when we start to look at the data, what we find time and time again, is that this isn't the case.
We find low-risk offenders, which makes up 50 percent of our entire criminal justice population, we find that they're in jail.
Take Leslie Chew, who was a Texas man who stole four blankets on a cold winter night.
He was arrested, and he was kept in jail on 3,500 dollars bail, an amount that he could not afford to pay.
And he stayed in jail for eight months until his case came up for trial, at a cost to taxpayers of more than 9,000 dollars.
And at the other end of the spectrum, we're doing an equally terrible job.
The people who we find are the highest-risk offenders, the people who we think have the highest likelihood of committing a new crime if they're released, we see nationally that 50 percent of those people are being released.
The reason for this is the way we make decisions.
Judges have the best intentions when they make these decisions about risk, but they're making them subjectively.
They're like the baseball scouts 20 years ago who were using their instinct and their experience to try to decide what risk someone poses.
They're being subjective, and we know what happens with subjective decision making, which is that we are often wrong.
What we need in this space are strong data and analytics.
What I decided to look for was a strong data and analytic risk assessment tool, something that would let judges actually understand with a scientific and objective way by someone in front of them.
I looked all over the country, and I found that between five and 10 percent of all U.S. jurisdictions actually use any type of risk assessment tool, and when I looked at these tools, I quickly realized why.
They were unbelievably expensive to administer, they were time-consuming, they were limited to the local jurisdiction in which they'd been created.
So basically, they couldn't be scaled or transferred to other places.
So I went out and built a phenomenal team of data scientists and researchers and statisticians to build a universal risk assessment tool, so that every single judge in the United States of America can have an objective, scientific measure of risk.
In the tool that we've built, what we did was we collected 1.5 million cases from all around the United States, from cities, from counties, from every single state in the country, the federal districts.
And with those 1.5 million cases, which is the largest data set on pretrial in the United States today, we were able to basically find that there were 900-plus risk factors that we could look at to try to figure out what mattered most.
And we found that there were nine specific things that mattered all across the country and that were the most highly predictive of risk.
And so we built a universal risk assessment tool.
And it looks like this.
As you'll see, we put some information in, but most of it is incredibly simple, it's easy to use, it focuses on things like the defendant's prior convictions, whether they've been sentenced to incarceration, whether they've engaged in violence before, whether they've even failed to come back to court.
And with this tool, we can predict three things.
First, whether or not someone will commit a new crime if they're released.
Second, for the first time, and I think this is incredibly important, we can predict whether someone will commit an act of violence if they're released.
And that's the single most important thing that judges say when you talk to them.
And third, we can predict whether someone will come back to court.
And every single judge in the United States of America can use it, because it's been created on a universal data set.
What judges see if they run the risk assessment tool is this -- it's a dashboard.
At the top, you see the New Criminal Activity Score, six of course being the highest, and then in the middle you see, "Elevated risk of violence."
What that says is that this person is someone who has an elevated risk of violence that the judge should look twice at.
And then, towards the bottom, you see the Failure to Appear Score, which again is the likelihood that someone will come back to court.
Now I want to say something really important.
It's not that I think we should be eliminating the judge's instinct and experience from this process.
I don't.
I actually believe the problem that we see and the reason that we have these incredible system errors, where we're incarcerating low-level, nonviolent people and we're releasing high-risk, dangerous people, is that we don't have an objective measure of risk.
But what I believe should happen is that we should take that data-driven risk assessment and combine that with the judge's instinct and experience to lead us to better decision making.
The tool went statewide in Kentucky on July 1, and we're about to go up in a number of other U.S. jurisdictions.
Our goal, quite simply, is that every single judge in the United States will use a data-driven risk tool within the next five years.
We're now working on risk tools for prosecutors and for police officers as well, to try to take a system that runs today in America the same way it did 50 years ago, based on instinct and experience, and make it into one that runs on data and analytics.
Now, the great news about all this, and we have a ton of work left to do, and we have a lot of culture to change, but the great news about all of it is that we know it works.
It's why Google is Google, and it's why all these baseball teams use moneyball to win games.
The great news for us as well the American criminal justice system.
It's how we can make our streets safer, we can reduce our prison costs, and we can make our system much fairer and more just.
Some people call it data science.
I call it moneyballing criminal justice.
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And I can tell you, our agenda is full.
There is trade, there is disarmament, there is cross-border relations.
But the picture is changing, and we are seeing that there are new key players coming onto the scene.
We loosely call them "groups."
They may represent social, religious, political, economic, military realities.
And we struggle with how to deal with them.
The rules of engagement: how to talk, when to talk, and how to deal with them.
Let me show you a slide here which illustrates the character of conflicts since 1946 until today.
You see the green is a traditional interstate conflict, the ones we used to read about.
The red is modern conflict, conflicts within states.
These are quite different, and they are outside the grasp of modern diplomacy.
And the core of these key actors are groups who represent different interests inside countries.
And the way they deal with their conflicts rapidly spreads to other countries.
So in a way, it is everybody's business.
Another acknowledgment we've seen during these years, recent years, is that very few of these domestic interstate, intrastate conflicts can be solved militarily.
They may have to be dealt with with military means, but they cannot be solved by military means.
They need political solutions.
And we, therefore, have a problem, because they escape traditional diplomacy.
And we have among states a reluctance in dealing with them.
Plus, during the last decade, we've been in the mode where dealing with groups was conceptually and politically dangerous.
After 9/11, either you were with us or against us.
It was black or white.
And groups are very often immediately label terrorists.
And who would talk to terrorists?
The West, as I would see it, comes out of that decade weakened, because we didn't understand the group.
So we've spent more time on focusing on why we should not talk to others than finding out how we talk to others.
Now I'm not naive.
You cannot talk to everybody all the time.
And there are times you should walk.
And sometimes military intervention is necessary.
I happen to believe that Libya was necessary and that military intervention in Afghanistan was also necessary.
And my country relies on its security through military alliance, that's clear.
But still we have a large deficit in dealing with and understanding modern conflict.
Let us turn to Afghanistan.
10 years after that military intervention, that country is far from secure.
The situation, to be honest, is very serious.
Now again, the military is necessary, but the military is no problem-solver.
When I first came to Afghanistan in 2005 as a foreign minister, I met the commander of ISAF, the international troops.
And he told me that, "This can be won militarily, minister.
We just have to persevere."
Now four COM ISAF's later, we hear a different message: "This cannot be won militarily.
We need military presence, but we need to move to politics.
We can only solve this through a political solution.
And it is not us who will solve it; Afghans have to solve it."
But then they need a different political process than the one they were given in 2001, 2002.
They need an inclusive process where the real fabric of this very complicated society can deal with their issues.
Everybody seems to agree with that.
It was very controversial to say three, four, five years ago.
Now everybody agrees.
But now, as we prepare to talk, we understand how little we know.
Because we didn't talk.
We didn't grasp what was going on.
The International Committee of the Red Cross, the ICRC, and it is doing so because it is neutral.
And that's one reason why that organization probably is the best informed key player to understand modern conflict -- because they talk.
My point is that you don't have to be neutral to talk.
And you don't have to agree when you sit down with the other side.
And you can always walk.
But if you don't talk, you can't engage the other side.
And the other side which you're going to engage is the one with whom you profoundly disagree.
Prime Minister Rabin said when he engaged the Oslo process, "You don't make peace with your friends, you make peace with your enemies."
It's hard, but it is necessary.
Let me go one step further.
This is Tahrir Square.
There's a revolution going on.
The Arab Spring is heading into fall and is moving into winter.
It will last for a long, long time.
And who knows what it will be called in the end.
That's not the point.
The point is that we are probably seeing, for the first time in the history of the Arab world, a revolution bottom-up -- people's revolution.
Social groups are taking to the streets.
And we find out in the West that we know very little about what's happening.
Because we never talk to the people in these countries.
Most governments followed the dictate of the authoritarian leaders to stay away from these different groups, because they were terrorists.
So now that they are emerging in the street and we salute the democratic revolution, we find out how little we know.
Right now, the discussion goes, "Should we talk to the Muslim Brotherhood?
Should we talk to Hamas?
If we talk to them, we may legitimize them."
I think that is wrong.
If you talk in the right way, you make it very clear that talking is not agreeing.
And how can we tell the Muslim Brotherhood, as we should, that they must respect minority rights, if we don't accept majority rights?
Because they may turn out to be a majority.
How can we escape [having] a double-standard, if we at the same time preach democracy and at the same time don't want to deal with the groups that are representative?
How will we ever be interlocutors?
Now my diplomats are instructed to talk to all these groups.
But talking can be done in different ways.
We make a distinction between talking from a diplomatic level and talking at the political level.
Now talking can be accompanied with aid or not with aid.
Talking can be accompanied with inclusion or not inclusion. There's a big array of the ways of dealing with this.
So if we refuse to talk to these new groups that are going to be dominating the news in years to come, we will further radicalization, I believe.
We will make the road from violent activities into politics harder to travel.
And if we cannot demonstrate to these groups that if you move towards democracy, in civilized and normal standards among states, there are some rewards on the other side.
The paradox here is that the last decade probably was a lost decade for making progress on this.
And the paradox is that the decade before the last decade was so promising -- and for one reason primarily.
And the reason is what happened in South Africa: Nelson Mandela.
When Mandela came out of prison after 27 years of captivity, if he had told his people, "It's time to take up the arms, it's time to fight," he would have been followed.
And I think the international community would have said, "Fair enough.
It's their right to fight."
Now as you know, Mandela didn't do that.
In his memoirs, "Long Road to Freedom," he wrote that he survived during those years of captivity because he always decided to look upon his oppressor as also being a human being, also being a human being.
So he engaged a political process of dialogue, not as a strategy of the weak, but as a strategy of the strong.
And he engaged talking profoundly by settling some of the most tricky issues through a truth and reconciliation process where people came and talked.
Now South African friends will know that was very painful.
So what can we learn from all of this?
Dialogue is not easy -- not between individuals, not between groups, not between governments -- but it is very necessary.
If we're going to deal with political conflict-solving of conflicts, if we're going to understand these new groups which are coming from bottom-up, supported by technology, which is available to all, we diplomats cannot be sitting back in the banquets believing that we are doing interstate relations.
We have to connect with these profound changes.
And what is dialogue really about?
When I enter into dialogue, I really hope that the other side would pick up my points of view, that I would impress upon them I cannot do that unless I send the signals that I will be open to listen to the other side's signals.
We need a lot more training on how to do that and a lot more practice on how that can take problem-solving forward.
We know from our personal experiences that it's easy sometimes just to walk, and sometimes you may need to fight.
And I wouldn't say that is the wrong thing in all circumstances.
Sometimes you have to.
But that strategy seldom takes you very far.
The alternative is a strategy of engagement and principled dialogue.
And I believe we need to strengthen this approach in modern diplomacy, not only between states, but also within states.
We are seeing some new signs.
We could never have done the convention against anti-personnel landmines and the convention that is banning cluster munitions unless we had done diplomacy differently, by engaging with civil society.
All of a sudden, NGOs were not only standing in the streets, crying their slogans, but they were taking [them] into the negotiations, partly because they represented the victims of these weapons.
And they brought their knowledge.
And there was an interaction between diplomacy and the power coming bottom-up.
This is perhaps a first element of a change.
In the future, I believe, we should draw examples from these different illustrations, not to have diplomacy which is disconnected from people and civil society.
And we have to go also beyond traditional diplomacy to the survival issue of our times, climate change.
How are we going to solve climate change through negotiations, unless we are able to make civil society and people, not part of the problem, but part of the solution?
It is going to demand an inclusive process of diplomacy very different from the one we are practicing today as we are heading to new rounds of difficult climate negotiations, but when we move toward something which has to be much more along a broad mobilization.
It's crucial to understand, I believe, because of technology and because of globalization, societies from bottom-up.
We as diplomats need to know the social capital of communities.
What is it that makes people trust each other, not only between states, but also within states?
What is the legitimacy of diplomacy, of the the solution we devise as diplomats if they cannot be reflected and understood by also these broader forces of societies that we now very loosely call groups?
The good thing is that we are not powerless.
We have never had as many means of communication, means of being connected, means of reaching out, means of including.
The diplomatic toolbox is actually full of different tools we can use But the problem is that we are coming out of a decade where we had a fear of touching it.
Now, I hope, in the coming years, that we are able to demonstrate through some concrete examples that fear is receding and that we can take courage from that alliance with civil society in different countries to support their problem-solving, among the Afghans, inside the Palestinian population, between the peoples of Palestine and Israel.
And as we try to understand this broad movement across the Arab world, we are not powerless.
We need to improve the necessary skills, and we need the courage to use them.
In my country, I have seen how the council of Islamist groups and Christian groups came together, not as a government initiative, but they came together on their own initiative to establish contact and dialogue in times where things were pretty low-key tension.
And when tension increased, they already had that dialogue, and that was a strength to deal with different issues.
Our modern Western societies are more complex than before, in this time of migration.
How are we going to settle and build a bigger "We" to deal with our issues if we don't improve our skills of communication?
So there are many reasons, and for all of these reasons, this is time and this is why we must talk.
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Soon, we actually will be able to use stem cells to replace cells that are damaged or diseased.
But that's not what I want to talk to you about, extraordinary things that we are doing with stem cells that are completely changing the way we look and model disease, our ability to understand why we get sick, and even develop drugs.
I truly believe that stem cell research is going to allow our children to look at Alzheimer's and diabetes and other major diseases the way we view polio today, which is as a preventable disease.
So here we have this incredible field, which has enormous hope for humanity, but much like IVF over 35 years ago, until the birth of a healthy baby, Louise, this field has been under siege politically and financially.
Critical research is being challenged instead of supported, and we saw that it was really essential to have private safe haven laboratories where this work could be advanced without interference.
And so, in 2005, we started the New York Stem Cell Foundation Laboratory so that we would have a small organization that could do this work and support it.
What we saw very quickly is the world of both medical research, but also developing drugs and treatments, is dominated by, as you would expect, large organizations, but in a new field, sometimes large organizations really have trouble getting out of their own way, and sometimes they can't ask the right questions, and there is an enormous gap that's just gotten larger between academic research on the one hand and pharmaceutical companies and biotechs
that are responsible for delivering all of our drugs and many of our treatments, and so we knew that to really accelerate cures and therapies, we were going to have to address this with two things: new technologies and also a new research model.
Because if you don't close that gap, you really are exactly where we are today.
And that's what I want to focus on.
We've spent the last couple of years pondering this, making a list of the different things that we had to do, and so we developed a new technology, It's software and hardware, that actually can generate thousands and thousands of genetically diverse stem cell lines to create a global array, essentially avatars of ourselves.
And we did this because we think that it's actually going of all of the sequencing of the human genome, but it's going to allow us, in doing that, to actually do clinical trials in a dish with human cells, not animal cells, to generate drugs and treatments that are much more effective, much safer, much faster, and at a much lower cost.
So let me put that in perspective for you and give you some context.
This is an extremely new field.
In 1998, human embryonic stem cells were first identified, and just nine years later, a group of scientists in Japan were able to take skin cells and reprogram them with very powerful viruses to create a kind of pluripotent stem cell called an induced pluripotent stem cell, or what we refer to as an IPS cell.
This was really an extraordinary advance, because although these cells are not human embryonic stem cells, they are terrific to use for modeling disease and potentially for drug discovery.
So a few months later, in 2008, one of our scientists built on that research. He took skin biopsies, this time from people who had a disease, ALS, or as you call it in the U.K., motor neuron disease.
He turned them into the IPS cells that I've just told you about, and then he turned those IPS cells into the motor neurons that actually were dying in the disease.
So basically what he did was to take a healthy cell and turn it into a sick cell, and he recapitulated the disease over and over again in the dish, and this was extraordinary, because it was the first time that we had a model of a disease from a living patient in living human cells.
And as he watched the disease unfold, he was able to discover that actually the motor neurons were dying in the disease in a different way than the field had previously thought. There was another kind of cell that actually was sending out a toxin and contributing to the death of these motor neurons, and you simply couldn't see it until you had the human model.
So you could really say that researchers trying to understand the cause of disease without being able to have human stem cell models were much like investigators trying to figure out what had gone terribly wrong in a plane crash without having a black box, or a flight recorder.
They could hypothesize about what had gone wrong, but they really had no way of knowing what led to the terrible events.
And stem cells really have given us the black box for diseases, and it's an unprecedented window.
It really is extraordinary, because you can recapitulate many, many diseases in a dish, you can see what begins to go wrong in the cellular conversation well before you would ever see symptoms appear in a patient.
And this opens up the ability, which hopefully will become something that is routine in the near term, of using human cells to test for drugs.
Right now, the way we test for drugs is pretty problematic.
To bring a successful drug to market, it takes, on average, 13 years â that's one drug â with a sunk cost of 4 billion dollars, and only one percent of the drugs that start down that road are actually going to get there.
You can't imagine other businesses that you would think of going into that have these kind of numbers.
It's a terrible business model.
But it is really a worse social model because of what's involved and the cost to all of us.
So the way we develop drugs now is by testing promising compounds on -- We didn't have disease modeling with human cells, so we'd been testing them on cells of mice or other creatures or cells that we engineer, but they don't have the characteristics of the diseases that we're actually trying to cure.
You know, we're not mice, and you can't go into a living person with an illness and just pull out a few brain cells or cardiac cells and then start fooling around in a lab to test for, you know, a promising drug.
But what you can do with human stem cells, now, is actually create avatars, and you can create the cells, whether it's the live motor neurons or the beating cardiac cells or liver cells or other kinds of cells, and you can test for drugs, promising compounds, on the actual cells that you're trying to affect, and this is now, and it's absolutely extraordinary, and you're going to know at the beginning,
the very early stages of doing your assay development and your testing, you're not going to have to wait 13 years until you've brought a drug to market, only to find out that actually it doesn't work, or even worse, harms people.
But it isn't really enough just to look at We've got to look at the big picture.
Look around this room. We are all different, and a disease that I might have, if I had Alzheimer's disease or Parkinson's disease, it probably would affect me differently than if one of you had that disease, and if we both had Parkinson's disease, and we took the same medication, but we had different genetic makeup, we probably would have a different result, and it could well be that a drug that worked wonderfully
for me was actually ineffective for you, and similarly, it could be that a drug that is harmful for you is safe for me, and, you know, this seems totally obvious, but unfortunately it is not the way that the pharmaceutical industry has been developing drugs because, until now, it hasn't had the tools.
And so we need to move away from this one-size-fits-all model.
The way we've been developing drugs is essentially like going into a shoe store, no one asks you what size you are, or They just say, "Well, you have feet, here are your shoes."
It doesn't work with shoes, and our bodies are many times more complicated than just our feet.
So we really have to change this.
There was a very sad example of this in the last decade.
There's a wonderful drug, and a class of drugs actually, but the particular drug was Vioxx, and for people who were suffering from severe arthritis pain, the drug was an absolute lifesaver, but unfortunately, for another subset of those people, they suffered pretty severe heart side effects, and for a subset of those people, the side effects were so severe, the cardiac side effects, that they were fatal.
But imagine a different scenario, where we could have had an array, a genetically diverse array, of cardiac cells, and we could have actually tested that drug, Vioxx, in petri dishes, and figured out, well, okay, people with this genetic type are going to have or genetic shoes sizes, about 25,000 of them, are not going to have any problems.
The people for whom it was a lifesaver could have still taken their medicine.
The people for whom it was a disaster, or fatal, would never have been given it, and you can imagine a very different outcome for the company, who had to withdraw the drug. So that is terrific, and we thought, all right, as we're trying to solve this problem, clearly we have to think about genetics, we have to think about human testing, but there's a fundamental problem, because right now, stem cell lines,
as extraordinary as they are, and lines are just groups of cells, they are made by hand, one at a time, and it takes a couple of months.
This is not scalable, and also when you do things by hand, even in the best laboratories, you have variations in techniques, and you need to know, if you're making a drug, that the Aspirin you're going to take out of the bottle on Monday is the same as the Aspirin that's going to come out of the bottle on Wednesday.
So we looked at this, and we thought, okay, artisanal is wonderful in, you know, your clothing and your bread and crafts, but artisanal really isn't going to work in stem cells, so we have to deal with this.
But even with that, there still was another big hurdle, the mapping of the human genome, because we're all different.
We know from the sequencing of the human genome that it's shown us all of the A's, C's, G's and T's that make up our genetic code, but that code, by itself, our DNA, is like looking at the ones and zeroes of the computer code without having a computer that can read it.
It's like having an app without having a smartphone.
We needed to have a way of bringing the biology to that incredible data, and the way to do that was to find a stand-in, a biological stand-in, that could contain all of the genetic information, as it could be read together and actually create this incredible avatar.
We need to have stem cells from all the genetic sub-types that represent who we are.
So this is what we've built.
It's an automated robotic technology.
It has the capacity to produce thousands and thousands of stem cell lines. It's genetically arrayed.
It has massively parallel processing capability, and it's going to change the way drugs are discovered, we hope, and I think eventually what's going to happen is that we're going to want to re-screen drugs, on arrays like this, that already exist, all of the drugs that currently exist, and in the future, you're going to be taking drugs and treatments that have been tested for side effects on all of the relevant cells,
on brain cells and heart cells and liver cells.
It really has brought us to the threshold of personalized medicine.
It's here now, and in our family, my son has type 1 diabetes, which is still an incurable disease, and I lost my parents to heart disease and cancer, but I think that my story probably sounds familiar to you, because probably a version of it is your story.
At some point in our lives, all of us, or people we care about, become patients, and that's why I think that stem cell research is incredibly important for all of us.
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He had cast it on me during the turf war. Full Enhance!
While it enhanced all of your abilities, the effect only lasted for a short while.
On top of that, you could only use it once a day...!
I wasnât aware of just how much it boosted everything, given that the cool down was worse than even a combination charge attack...
While the enemy party was down to just Hatake now, we could not let our guard down.
He was...someone who could make miracles happen.
That being said, it was still true that we had a numerical advantage.
And so it was not necessary to employ some kind of surprise tactic.
We could just use brute force!
âBig Clear Arrow!â
While Clear Arrow had the demerit of weakening your arrow, Big Arrow was a charge attack.
Even if the power was reduced a little, it would be difficult to make them bounce with the reflect skill.
No, even getting the timing for reflecting them would be difficult because you couldnât even see them.
While hitting Hatake with one of them would not be enough to take him down, it could create an opening that Necoco and Anne would not miss.
And once they went in for the attack, the game would be over!
However, as the invisible arrows shot towards him, Hatake did something surprising.
He swiftly moved as soon as I fired, and launched a close-range attack against Ann!
âNo...!â
Hatake shouldnât have been able to tell the timing of my arrows...!
After all, I was very far away from him.
It would have been obvious had we been close enough for him to see me.
However, it shouldnât be possible unless you have an eyesight enhancing skill like Sniping Insight...
âAh! Eyesight...enhance!â
Indeed, since it was âFullâ it would be strange if it didnât enhance something that an ordinary skill could!
And more than anything, it meant that Hatake could monitor my movements at this distance...!
And that showed how calm he was...!
Right now, Big Clear Arrow had pierced into the ground where no one was standing.
...Huh? Was he surprised...?
Could it be that it had only looked like he was dodging it, but was in fact only thinking about attacking Anne...?
âTsk... Calm yourself! He is all alone. So it makes sense that he would try and destroy Anne first, as she is the closest...!â
I canât be distracted by his pace.
We just needed to make it past the minutes and the effect would wear off.
And there would be no doubt of our victory!
There was no need to take risks now. Just limit his movements and buy time...!
And so I held my bow ready and aimed at Hatake.
But I couldnât shoot.
âI see. Heâs moving in so that I might accidentally shoot her...â
With his increased speed, Hatake had moved close to Anne and started to attack with his flag.
At this range, her star sphere would be useless.
And so while Anne could do nothing but defend herself, Hatake pushed in and with vicious attacks, constantly changing position.
I really wanted to help her, but I couldnât hit him at this distance when he was moving so fast...!
One of the disadvantages of long range was that there was a brief lag before you hit your target.
And at nearly meters distance, it would take a few seconds for the arrow to land.
Up until now, there had always been a decent amount of space between enemy and ally, so I didnât have to worry about shooting the wrong person.
Anne would swing her weapon and keep the enemy away, while Necoco dragged enemies into holes, so I never really had to support them.
It would have been difficult to do that anyway, while worrying about Hatake, Petta and Cymba. And so I was grateful for that.
However, Anne and Hatake were much too close now.
Besides, he was so fast. And I could not predict where he would be a second later.
There was nothing that I could do...!
But Anneâs HP would not last much longer...!
âIn that case, I will sacrifice myself, just like a nun might!â
And then Anne threw her arms around Hatake as he attacked her!
âNecoco! Get us both...!â
âRaijin Zekku!â
For a second, Necoco disappeared, and then she reappeared in a different spot.
Raijin Zekku cut through the enemy at a speed that the eye couldnât follow...!
This charge attack was like a close-range version of my own Windgod Sky Tear, and it had cut into Hatakeâs neck.
âUhhh... To think that I lost due to inferior power....!â
Anne had been shaken off and their places had been reversed!
In spite of being a Flag Magician rear guard who mainly buffed others, with Full Enhance alone, he had more power than even an advance guard...!
And so it was Anne whose neck was cut. Her HP went down to as she died.
âTarget him when it wears off! Itâs too difficult to damage him in this current state...!â
Anne was thinking about the battle even during her final moment before disappearing.
As she had said, it would be difficult to damage Hatake now...
It was hard enough hitting him when he was so fast, but even if I could, his defenses would have been boosted considerably.
Necoco followed Anneâs words and began to use her own speed to distract Hatake.
And while he was not fast enough to easily catch up with her, as she had put everything into speed, she was also not able to shake him off...!
And then he would read her movements and catch her. And then they would fight.
But in this state, Hatake had the firepower and would have an advantage...!
This was bad... But I thought of something. I just hope I can make it in time...!
âNecoco. I came to help you!â
âWhat!?â
Hatake turned around in surprise.
What he saw...was me jogging towards him!
I was jogging like an old man, but that was very âmeâ!
Unless you knew about the Grow Card âMirror Alice Reflection,â which had a skill that let you summon a decoy, you would be stunned for a few seconds.
On top of that, I was using Letter Arrow to send my voice. So it would not be strange for him to think that I was jogging towards him...!
Of course, Necoco was also shocked.
However, she was the only player here who knew about Mirror Alice Reflectionâs effect...!
After all, I had acquired it while adventuring with her. And she had witnessed me using it.
Furthermore, it was after acquiring this card that I first heard about the Ghost Guild.
Please remember...Necoco!
Necocoâs charge attack slammed into Hatake after he stopped moving.
The blue thunder...pierced his body! | {
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And meanwhile, besides all the spirituality, there was one mundane detail in the Kaaba that was pretty interesting for me.
There was no separation of sexes.
In other words, men and women were worshiping all together.
They were together while doing the tawaf, the circular walk around the Kaaba.
They were together while praying.
And if you wonder why this is interesting at all, you have to see the rest of Saudi Arabia because it's a country which is strictly divided between the sexes.
In other words, as men, you are not simply supposed to be in the same physical space with women.
And I noticed this in a very funny way.
I left the Kaaba to eat something in downtown Mecca.
I headed to the nearest Burger King restaurant.
And I went there -- I noticed that there was a male section, which was carefully separated from the female section.
And I had to pay, order and eat at the male section.
"It's funny," I said to myself, "You can mingle with the opposite sex at the holy Kaaba, but not at the Burger King."
Quite ironic.
Ironic, and it's also, I think, quite telling.
Because the Kaaba and the rituals around it are relics from the earliest phase of Islam, that of prophet Muhammad.
And if there was a big emphasis at the time to separate men from women, the rituals around the Kaaba could have been designed accordingly.
But apparently that was not an issue at the time.
So the rituals came that way.
This is also, I think, confirmed by the fact that the seclusion of women in creating a divided society is something that you also do not find in the Koran, the very core of Islam -- the divine core of Islam that all Muslims, and equally myself, believe.
And I think it's not an accident that you don't find this idea in the very origin of Islam.
Because many scholars who study the history of Islamic thought -- Muslim scholars or Westerners -- think that actually the practice of dividing men and women physically came as a later development in Islam, as Muslims adopted some preexisting cultures and traditions of the Middle East.
Seclusion of women was actually a Byzantine and Persian practice, and Muslims adopted that and made that a part of their religion.
And actually this is just one example of a much larger phenomenon.
What we call today Islamic Law, and especially Islamic culture -- and there are many Islamic cultures actually; the one in Saudi Arabia is much different from where I come from in Istanbul or Turkey.
But still, if you're going to speak about a Muslim culture, this has a core, the divine message, which began the religion, but then many traditions, perceptions, many practices were added on top of it.
And these were traditions of the Middle East -- medieval traditions.
And there are two important messages, or two lessons, to take from that reality.
First of all, Muslims -- pious, conservative, believing Muslims who want to be loyal to their religion -- should not cling onto everything in their culture, thinking that that's divinely mandated.
Maybe some things are bad traditions and they need to be changed.
On the other hand, the Westerners who look at Islamic culture and see some troubling aspects should not readily conclude that this is what Islam ordains.
Maybe it's a Middle Eastern culture that became confused with Islam.
There is a practice called female circumcision.
It's something terrible, horrible.
to deprive women of sexual pleasure.
And Westerners, Europeans or Americans, who didn't know about this before faced this practice within some of the Muslim communities who migrated from North Africa.
And they've thought, "Oh, what a horrible religion that is But actually when you look at female circumcision, you see that it has nothing to do with Islam, it's just a North African practice, which predates Islam.
It was there for thousands of years.
And quite tellingly, some Muslims do practice that.
The Muslims in North Africa, not in other places.
But also the non-Muslim communities of North Africa -- the Animists, even some Christians and even a Jewish tribe in North Africa is known to practice female circumcision.
So what might look like a problem within Islamic faith might turn out to be a tradition The same thing can be said for honor killings, which is a recurrent theme in the Western media -- and which is, of course, a horrible tradition.
And we see truly in some Muslim communities that tradition.
But in the non-Muslim communities of the Middle East, such as some Christian communities, Eastern communities, you see the same practice.
We had a tragic case of an honor killing within Turkey's Armenian community just a few months ago.
Now these are things about general culture, but I'm also very much interested in political culture and whether liberty and democracy is appreciated, or whether there's an authoritarian political culture in which the state is supposed to impose things on the citizens.
And it is no secret that many Islamic movements in the Middle East tend to be authoritarian, and some of the so-called "Islamic regimes" such as Saudi Arabia, Iran and the worst case was the Taliban in Afghanistan -- they are pretty authoritarian. No doubt about that.
For example, in Saudi Arabia there is a phenomenon called the religious police.
And the religious police imposes the supposed Islamic way of life on every citizen, by force -- like women are forced to cover their heads -- wear the hijab, the Islamic head cover.
Now that is pretty authoritarian, and that's something I'm very much critical of.
But when I realized that the non-Muslim, or the non-Islamic-minded actors in the same geography, sometimes behaved similarly, I realized that the problem maybe lies in the political culture of the whole region, not just Islam.
Let me give you an example: in Turkey where I come from, which is a very hyper-secular republic, until very recently we used to have what I call secularism police, which would guard the universities against veiled students.
In other words, they would force students to uncover their heads, and I think forcing people to uncover their head is as tyrannical as forcing them to cover it.
It should be the citizen's decision.
But when I saw that, I said, "Maybe the problem is just an authoritarian culture in the region, and some Muslims have been influenced by that.
But the secular-minded people can be influenced by that.
Maybe it's a problem of the political culture, and we have to think about how to change that political culture."
Now these are some of the questions I had in mind a few years ago when I sat down to write a book.
I said, "Well I will make a research about how Islam actually came to be what it is today, and what roads were taken and what roads could have been taken."
The name of the book is "Islam Without Extremes: A Muslim Case for Liberty."
And as the subtitle suggests, I looked at Islamic tradition and the history of Islamic thought from the perspective of individual liberty, and I tried to find what are the strengths with regard to individual liberty.
And there are strengths in Islamic tradition.
Islam actually, as a monotheistic religion, which defined man as a responsible agent by itself, created the idea of the individual in the Middle East and saved it from the communitarianism, the collectivism of the tribe.
You can derive many ideas from that.
But besides that, I also saw problems within Islamic tradition.
But one thing was curious: most of those problems turn out to be problems that emerged later, not from the very divine core of Islam, the Koran, but from, again, traditions and mentalities, or the interpretations of the Koran that Muslims made in the Middle Ages.
The Koran, for example, doesn't condone stoning.
There is no punishment on apostasy.
There is no punishment on personal things like drinking.
These things which make Islamic Law, the troubling aspects of Islamic Law, were later developed into later interpretations of Islam.
Which means that Muslims can, today, look at those things and say, "Well, the core of our religion It's our faith, and we will be loyal to it.
But we can change how it was interpreted, because it was interpreted according to the time and milieu in the Middle Ages.
Now we are living in a different world with different values and different political systems."
That interpretation is quite possible and feasible.
Now if I were the only person thinking that way, we would be in trouble.
But that's not the case at all.
Actually, from the 19th century on, there's a whole revisionist, reformist -- whatever you call it -- tradition, a trend in Islamic thinking.
And these were intellectuals or statesmen of the 19th century, and later, 20th century, which looked at Europe basically and saw that Europe has many things to admire, like science and technology.
But not just that; also democracy, parliament, the idea of representation, the idea of equal citizenship.
These Muslim thinkers and intellectuals and statesmen of the 19th century looked at Europe, saw these things.
They said, "Why don't we have these things?"
And they looked back at Islamic tradition, they saw that there are problematic aspects, but they're not the core of the religion, so maybe they can be re-understood, and the Koran can be reread in the modern world.
That trend is generally called Islamic modernism, and it was advanced by intellectuals and statesmen, not just as an intellectual idea though, but also as a political program.
And that's why actually in the 19th century the Ottoman Empire, which then covered the whole Middle East, made very important reforms -- reforms like giving Christians and Jews an equal citizenship status, accepting a constitution, accepting a representative parliament, advancing the idea of freedom of religion.
And that's why the Ottoman Empire in its last decades turned into a proto-democracy, a constitutional monarchy, and freedom was a very important political value at the time.
Similarly, in the Arab world, there was what the great Arab historian Albert Hourani defines as the Liberal Age.
He has a book, "Arabic Thought in the Liberal Age," and the Liberal Age, he defines as 19th century and early 20th century.
Quite notably, this was the dominant trend in the early 20th century among Islamic thinkers and statesmen and theologians.
But there is a very curious pattern in the rest of the 20th century, because we see a sharp decline in this Islamic modernist line.
And in place of that, what happens is that Islamism grows as an ideology which is authoritarian, which is quite strident, which is quite anti-Western, and which wants to shape society based on a utopian vision.
So Islamism is the problematic idea that really created a lot of problems in the 20th century Islamic world.
And even the very extreme forms of Islamism led to terrorism in the name of Islam -- which is actually a practice that I think is against Islam, but some, obviously, extremists did not think that way.
But there is a curious question: If Islamic modernism was so popular in the 19th and early 20th centuries, why did Islamism become so popular in the rest of the 20th century?
And this is a question, I think, which needs to be discussed carefully.
And in my book, I went into that question as well.
And actually you don't need to be a rocket scientist to understand that.
You just look at the political history of the 20th century, and you see things have changed a lot.
The context has changed.
In the 19th century, when Muslims were looking at Europe as an example, they were independent; they were more self-confident.
In the early 20th century, with the fall of the Ottoman Empire, the whole Middle East was colonized.
And when you have colonization what do you have?
You have anti-colonization.
So Europe is not just an example now to emulate; it's an enemy to fight and to resist.
So there's a very sharp decline in liberal ideas in the Muslim world, and what you see is more of a defensive, rigid, reactionary strain, which led to Arab socialism, Arab nationalism and ultimately to the Islamist ideology.
And when the colonial period ended, what you had in place of that was, generally, secular dictators, which say they're a country, but did not bring democracy to the country, and established their own dictatorship.
And I think the West, at least some powers in the West, particularly the United States, made the mistake of supporting those secular dictators, thinking that they were more helpful for their interests.
But the fact that those dictators suppressed democracy in their country and suppressed Islamic groups in their country actually made the Islamists much more strident.
So in the 20th century, you had this vicious cycle in the Arab world where you have a dictatorship suppressing its own people including the Islamic-pious, and they're reacting in reactionary ways.
There was one country, though, which was able to escape or stay away from that vicious cycle.
And that's the country where I come from; that's Turkey.
Turkey has never been colonized, so it remained as an independent nation after the fall of the Ottoman Empire.
That's one thing to remember.
that you can find in some other countries in the region.
Secondly, and most importantly, Turkey became a democracy earlier than any of the countries we are talking about.
In 1950, Turkey had the first free and fair elections, which ended the more autocratic secular regime, which was the beginning of Turkey.
And the pious Muslims in Turkey saw that they can change the political system by voting.
And they realize that democracy is something that is compatible with Islam, compatible with their values, and they've been supportive of democracy. That's an experience that not every other Muslim nation in the Middle East had until very recently.
Secondly, in the past two decades, thanks to globalization, thanks to the market economy, thanks to the rise of a middle-class, we in Turkey see what I define as a rebirth of Islamic modernism.
Now there's the more urban middle-class pious Muslims who, again, look at their tradition and see that there are some problems in the tradition, and they understand that they need to be changed and questioned and reformed.
And they look at Europe, and they see an example, again, to follow.
They see an example, at least, to take some inspiration from.
That's why the E.U. process, Turkey's effort to join the E.U., has been supported inside Turkey by the Islamic-pious, while some secular nations were against that.
Well that process has been a little bit blurred by the fact that not all Europeans are that welcoming -- but that's another discussion.
But the pro-E.U. sentiment in Turkey in the past decade has become almost an Islamic cause and supported by the Islamic liberals and the secular liberals as well, of course.
And thanks to that, Turkey has been able to reasonably create a success story in which Islam and the most pious understandings of Islam have become part of the democratic game, and even contributes to the democratic and economic advance of the country.
And this has been an inspiring example right now for some of the Islamic movements or some of the countries in the Arab world.
You must have all seen the Arab Spring, which began in Tunis and in Egypt.
And Arab masses just revolted against their dictators.
They were asking for democracy; they were asking for freedom.
that the dictators were always using to justify their regime.
They said that "we want freedom; we want democracy.
We are Muslim believers, but we want to be living as free people in free societies."
Of course, this is a long road.
Democracy is not an overnight achievement; it's a process.
But this is a promising era in the Muslim world.
And I believe that the Islamic modernism which began in the 19th century, but which had a setback in the 20th century because of the political troubles of the Muslim world, is having a rebirth.
despite some of the skeptics in the West, has the potential in itself to create its own way to democracy, create its own way to liberalism, create its own way to freedom.
They just should be allowed to work for that.
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On the other hand, there were no signs of people, Michelleâs parents were nowhere to be found.
âWhatâs wrong, NicoâWhat is this!?â
Michelle yelled in shock after seeing the room from behind me. And her reaction was natural. No one would even consider that their house would be in such a ravaged state while coming back from the academy.
âDad, mom! Where are you!?â
âWait, Michelle!â
As Michelle was about to rush inside, I pinned her hands from behind and stopped her. If the offender was so rough to have laid so much waste to the room, there must be some evidence left behind that would link to them.
If she went and stepped on it now, it would all come to nothing.
âDonât stop me... My mom...! And my dad...!â
âI know. But this might be beyond what we can handle. So you go and report it to Cortina and the guards.â
âB-But...â
âMy senses are sharper than yours, Michelle. They might still be nearby, so Iâll try looking around.â
â...Okay, please do.â
Suppressing her anxiety, she squeezed out those words. She shut her mouth tight, her expression dyed in mortification.
âDonât worry. Since they arenât here, they must have taken them away. If they planned on killing them, they would not have done that.â
âR-Really?â
âYeah. Moreover, your parents are under Maxwellâs patronage. No fool would try to kill them so brazenly.â
âBut they have kidnapped them...â
âThatâs probably because...â
Right, why would they kidnap auntie who was connected to Cortina and others? The answer was clear. There was âsomethingâ they wanted to get even if it meant taking the risk of turning the Six Heroes against them.
And what would that something be...? There was no need to even think â it was Michelle.
However, telling her that now would be too harsh. If she realizes that her parents got kidnapped because of her, she might very well hand herself over to the enemies right away.
âI donât know. But I promise Iâll find it out no matter what.â
âOkay... I leave it to you!â
After giving me a strong response, she ran straight back towards the academyâs direction.
Cortina was currently there, after all.
After observing her disappearing back, I switched to investigating the surroundings.
âLetâs start with the orthodox footprints method.â
After investigating the house vicinity, I discovered a pair of wheel tracks.
Michelleâs family were hunters so they owned a cart. It was to carry large amounts and big game.
âDid they use the cart to kidnap them?â
Moreover, there were traces of hobnailed boots. They were things warriors and guards preferred to wear, so it wasnât something that uncle would have worn.
Given that he was a hunter, he wouldnât have worn boots that would give off a noise when walking. It was the same for Adventurers, and people other than shielders that took on the enemies frontally preferred not to use them.
âThere are no other traces, huh... Does that mean they broke in with just heavily-armored warriors?â
Or perhaps they were something like mountain bandits... No, that canât be. People with such conspicuous getup would have gotten stopped at the gate.
Even if they were Adventurers, that would still leave many doubts. Them being only armored soldiers sounded too imbalanced for Adventurers.
If they were all like that, they would surely become a gossiped at the Guild. However, I havenât heard any such rumors.
âThen, another possibility that I can think is... That knights and guards were involved.â
It was the influential bunch that wanted to have Michelle. In that case, there was a high possibility that their underlings were regular soldiers. If itâs them, it wouldnât be strange to wear these kinds of boots.
âIf it were knights, things would turn pretty troublesome.â
The reputation of the knights didnât fall because they collaborated with Cortina. But if this matter got out, it would hit rock bottom in one go.
âAt any rate, time to check the interior...â
Next, I went to inspect the room.
The place was devastated, but only locations of a certain size were damaged. The size where a child could fit.
You could see this as them searching for places where Michelle could have hidden. As expected, she was their aim.
The bloodstains were half-dried, so it probably didnât happen just recently, but not a lot of time should have passed since.
âCould I manage to catch up if Iâm lucky?â
I was about to rush out, but I managed to hold myself back. Even if I did that, I didnât know which direction they headed to.
There were hobnail traces on the floor too, making it apparent that they came in with their shoes on.
âIt would have made things easier if they had a crest on their boots...â
When it came to famous nobleâs soldiers, they often used equipment with the nobleâs crest carved on it. However, they were apparently not so stupid to storm the house and kidnap people with such equipment on them.
Thus, I started thinking.
Maxwell should have been strictly monitoring what was happening inside Raum. And yet, they managed to kidnap people so brazenly. You could consider this as quite a reckless move.
Assuming thatâs the case, would they risk taking uncle and auntie to their own house?
âIf they did that, it would be basically advertising that they were the culprit. In that case...â
In the first place, you couldnât get into the noble district while carrying a cart. That meant that they either took them to the commoner district... Or outside the city.
They couldnât leave the two behind. And they also needed to keep them alive to negotiate with Michelle.
My assumption that they were taken outside was most likely correct. With that, which place would be suitable to confine and keep them alive...
âBeing along the highway with lots of traffic seems unlikely. Then... Thereâs a high chance they headed into the forest.â
There is a possibility that they headed towards the hot spring town, but that road had just as much traffic as the main road.
If they wanted to avoid public eyes, they would have gone inside the forest, after all. There were quite a few huntsmen huts spread around Raum as emergency shelters during thunderstorms. The climate was stable around here, but it still rained. And when it rained on you inside the forest, it was easy to lose your sense of direction.
In order to avoid that danger, there were many huts set up in the forest. And Michelleâs father was one of the people that used those huts the most.
They were probably ideal places to confine such people.
Judging that to be the case, I rushed out of the place.
My destination was the gate. As long as they had Michelleâs cart with them, following their tracks shouldnât prove to be hard. | {
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For me, this meant activating both Magic Search and Magic Exploration at the same time.
Magic Search was a wide-area magic that detected anything with magic energy within the area, and Magic Exploration told me what type of magic it was.
After all, when it came to things containing magic energy, it could be a magic tool, magic stone, human, monster, or the dark ones.
And the moment I had cast Magic Search around the embassy, I had discovered several hundreds of creatures with magic energy.
And then I cast Magic Exploration on each one.
âThere are vampires. At least ten Lords.â
That was what I knew after such light searching.
âAre there any charmed people or thralls?â
âThere are. A lot of them.â
Currently, the majority of workers within the embassy were either charmed or thralls.
Shia was able to tell who was a thrall by looking at them. But she could not do the same with charmed.
Serulis could not tell with either of them.
However, with Magic Exploration, I could tell who was charmed and who was not.
âIndeed. Leave the small fry to me. But if a Lord comes out, fight them.â âVery well.â
âUnderstood.â
âAnd be careful of the evil god protection. That being said, I donât really know what to do.â
âIt seems that recently, the Vampires have come up with a technique to bury the evil god protection core inside of their bodies.â
âThat really is terrible.â
âGrulf, if you can detect the device that is making the hole in the divine protection, tell me.â
âGrau!â
Grulf barked reassuringly. I was happy to hear it.
Previously, the Vampires who infiltrated the royal palace had a magic tool that weakened the effect of the divine protection.
My guess is that they had something like that, but evolved and strengthened within the embassy.
I took the lead as we headed to the building. And then, someone ran towards us from the gates.
There were five people in all. That was too much for gate keepers.
âThey must have thought we would come through the gates, and were prepared.â
âThey didnât think that we would come through the wall then.â
âMr. Locke. Are they people? Or thralls?â
What Serulis meant by this, was if they were charmed, and could be returned to being normal people.
âThere are people, and also thralls. And some who are neither.â
Were they bought with gold then? There must be some explanation.
Perhaps they had become believers of the evil god, even while they remained humans.
In any case, we could not kill them. We would have to hand them over to the privy council later, so that they could be questioned.
The more information we had, the easier Eric and Margueriteâs jobs would be.
âIn any case, leave this to me.â
âUnderstood!â
âVery well.â
Thralls could not go back. While it was sad, we had to kill them. That was the only way to save them.
The problem was people who were charmed, or unaffected at all to begin with.
We had to neutralize them without killing or injuring them too much.
Right now, out of the fifteen headed towards us, there were five thralls, six charmed, and four humans.
âWe will show you mercy if you surrender right now.â
I called to the ordinary humans.
And just like that, the four humans stopped in their tracks.
âWhat? You broke into the embassy! Donât think that youâll get away with this!â
The man who appeared to be the leader shouted in a rough voice.
Indeed, it was as he said. Or it would be, if this were any other situation.
But even as I and the leader talked, the thralls and charmed were jumping towards us.
I dodged them as I asked the human,
âDo you know what you are doing?â âI think it is you who is confused as to what youâre doing.â
The leader retorted, but...
âWhat do you mean?â
Asked one of the warriors.
âThis place is a vampire nest. Were you ignorant of that when you were hired? Or did you already know?â
Those who were charmed or who were thralls could pretend to be ordinary humans if given the order.
Most people would not notice the difference, and it would be possible to fool them.
âWhat rubbish! The royal capital is under the divine protection. Vampires could not...â
While the warrior was talking, I unleashed magic spears at the five vampires.
Thralls were below even lesser vampires.
One spear for one of them. In most cases, that was enough.
And yet the five dodged the attacks with skill. They had the movements of a first-rate warrior.
âVery impressive. You must have been great fighters when you were still alive.â
When you became a thrall, your combat ability improved.
So the better you were while a human, the stronger you were as a thrall.
âSo itâs only those five who are thralls!â âYes, thatâs right.â
âThen we can fight as well.â âWe will join you!â
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If I could erase Duke-samaâs memories, I could change the impression that he had of me, but I wonât go that far.
I thought about it as I sat on my bed.
Mel is going to tell me more about it tomorrow, so I should probably go to bed and not think about it anymore. Oh, but I canât sleep because Iâm so anxious.
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âAlicia, are you still awake?â
Father? What could he possibly want from me at this hour?
âYes, Iâm up.â
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â...You appear tired, Father. Shouldnât you be resting?â
âNo, Iâm fine. Itâs more of a situation that requires immediate attention.â
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...Although the princeâs amnesia is certainly a problem, there must be another reason for Fatherâs exhaustion. For example, if a family member was involved...
âThe alleged charge of causing Duke-samaâs memory loss, has been levied on Alicia.â
Father said, his voice low and weary.
...Me! And here I was thinking that Big Brother Henry would be involved in this case.
âWell, why am I a suspect?â
âI donât know either...But right now, His Majestyâs guards are waiting for you outside.â
âWill I be thrown in jail?â
Father went silent at my question.
He couldnât possibly tell his beloved daughter that she could be imprisoned, could he?
â...Do you want to run away?â
I was surprised at the unexpected suggestion. I didnât think my father would make such a suggestion. It is true that he is always trying to help me, but this time it was a completely different story. If I run away, the whole family will be in trouble. Besides, the last thing a bad girl should do is run away. Iâll fight fair and square...even though I still donât know who Iâm dealing with.
âNo, Iâll go with His Majestyâs guards.â
âYou never know what theyâll do to you. You will be treated as a criminal.â
âFather, I understand. But isnât fleeing such a shameful thing to do?â
Father relaxed his shoulders as if he had given up when I said that with a smile.
âI will definitely rescue you.â
...Oh, what a cool line. I can see why Mother fell in love with him...
âWell, Iâm off.â
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I and Gon were of the same opinion. I could understand his feelings, but considering his skills and circumstances, it was close to impossible.
The child dragon is groaning, somehow, I can understand him.
ãItâs dark already. Letâs think about this tomorrow. Letâs have dinner. Iâm Rinos, the barrier master. If it is okay with you, will you go with us? ã
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ãSorry for my previous behavior. My name is Lars, he saysã
I hugged Lars, put Gon on my back and left the headquarters. Then, I arrived at the Versam mansion.
I unlocked the barrier around the mansion and let Lars and Gon in. Irimo hesitated and didnât wish to enter. Having no other choice, I created a simple stable with earth magic right outside the gate. She was delighted when I brought her some water and carrots. Seeing her like that, I got relieved.
I returned inside and headed for the kitchen. It seems that Lars and Gon are talking about something. []
Well then, what should I make? There are plenty of potatoes inside my infinite storage. Letâs use them and make the croquettes.
I put the water and potatoes in the pot, then, and a pinch of salt. I also want to store some for the future, so letâs make a lot. For now, letâs chop the onions. I fried them and added the salt and pepper. With this, the inner part should be ready. []
The potatoes are about to be done. I increased the temperature with fire magic. With this temperature, they should be done rather nicely. I crushed them with a big fork and added the salt and pepper.
I used water and wind magic to cool them down. Meanwhile, I put the oil on fire, break the eggs and mold them into the oval shape. One after another. I created the breadcrumbs and bathed them in the eggs, adding the wheat into the mix.
Then, I put them in the oil. Very fragrant smell. While croquettes were frying, I brought up the vegetables intending to make a salad. []
After a while, a big amount of croquettes was finally ready. Together with the salad and bread, it should make for a nice dinner.
Gon and Lars were eating with a relish. Lars ate just a while ago, but he didnât hold back. Apparently, they found it quite delicious. I tried some myself, those are indeed some delicious croquettes. Together with bread, their taste was further amplified.
I used the zenzai as a dessert. With this, it was all gone. I need to make it again.
All right, now, letâs talk about our plans. Lars said that he definitely wants to return to his comrades. I and Gon are in support of his idea. We donât have anything urgent to do, there is also the boring empty capital. Such are our present circumstances. While hunting on the way, letâs escort Lars home. If it ends up being a bad idea, letâs think about it then. The capital is pretty much destroyed, but there are other cities in the Juka Kingdom. It should be fine going there. Depending on the circumstances, I can also cross the mountains and go to the Hideta Empire. Letâs think about it when we reach the Juka Mountain.
I shared my thoughts with Gon.
ãLetâs see. I agree with your proposal. I will tell Lars right awayã
Gugugugu and kyukyu, Gon talked with Lars. I wondered if those cries would work, but apparently, they did. Lars nodded. While shedding tears, Lars flapped in my direction. Such a crybaby.
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ãMake sweet stuff again, he saysã
All right, all right. I have a lot of things with me, letâs make something new next time. Wait, when did I become their personal cook?
Before I noticed, Lars was already sleeping. His sleeping face is rather cute. No wonder, he just escaped from the cage, it might be the first time he was able to sleep peacefully.
ãGagua~Gagua~ã
.....He is sleep talking. When I asked Gon
ã......Mama, mama, he saysã
I hugged Lars for a while. I wonder how my mother from the previous life is right now. It is nice to be you, you have a mother. I decided to definitely return this dragon home.
All rooms with proper beds are no more, so we have to sleep in the dining room. I put a sheet on the table and laid on it. I piled up multiple sheets for some comfort. Gon slept on the pillow on the sofa. This is an expensive thing, you know? Such a prodigious fellow.
I slept with Lars in my embrace. Because I didnât want to get hurt by the scales, I put a barrier around myself and entered the dreamland.
... That night I had a dream.
Versam family, my usual bed. Oh, it seems I overslept a little. I changed into my usual butler clothes.
I need to swiftly wash my face and greet the Master.
I left the room and a maid saidãHurry up, Rinosãwhile I was passing by. Yes, I understand, sorry. Then, I got downstairs.
When I entered the hall, Elsa-sama and Eril stood there side by side. Master, my lady, good morning. You are pretty early today, my lady. Did something happen?
Following that, the door to the hall opened and Falco showed up. My grumpy teacher was in a good mood for some reason. How rare. To my surprise, his highness and marquis Versam followed after him. Mm? Do we have some kind of party today?
ãRinosã
Suddenly, I heard Elsa-samaâs voice.
ãYes, Masterã
ãGood work. I thought of saying the words of gratitude. Truly, a good workã
Iâm not worthy. I thought that I didnât deserve it and lowered my head.
ãI never expected for you to become this strong. As expected of my discipleã
ãHe will be fine as he is right now. You have done enough. Iâm grateful, Rinos-donoã
ãAs the head of the Versam family, Iâm grateful from the depths of my heart. Thank youã
Whatâs wrong, everyone? If I remember correctly....Karugi, kingdomâs army, dragon.....? What?
ãRinos, you can live as you want from now onã
It canât be, Master.
I heard Erilâs voice.
ãThank you for putting up with my whims. Iâm glad I met youã
Eril stood there, full of smiles. Oi, Eril, donât make such a face. Narrow your eyes and talk to me like usual!
ãTime is up. It is about the time for us to departã
Everyone goes outside. Maids followed after them. Arenât you going to take me with you?
Suddenly, Eril turned back and
ãDo not forget about me. Because I will never forget about youã
Eril disappeared inside the light. When I looked outside, there was no one there. Where did they go? Master! Marquis! Teacher! Your highness! Lady!....Eril!!
I woke up. It was still dark outside.
I got up and wobbled to the kitchen. I prepared a large pot and started making the zenzai. With my whole heart.
Very soon, it was finished. Delicious. Truly delicious. A masterpiece.
As if hugging the whole pot, I went out with it. It seems that Irimo is still sleeping.
The steam rose into the sky. I looked towards it and put my hands together.
ãMy lady, this is the zenzai you wanted to taste. Please eat your fill. Master, marquis, teacher, your highness, please join. I wonât forget about you. Thank you for everything you did for me. And Eril, I will never forget about youã
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I got paged by the E.R. around 2 in the morning to come and see a woman with a diabetic ulcer on her foot.
I can still remember sort of that smell of rotting flesh as I pulled the curtain back to see her.
And everybody there agreed this woman was very sick and she needed to be in the hospital.
That wasn't being asked.
The question that was being asked of me was a different one, which was, did she also need an amputation?
Now, looking back on that night, I'd love so desperately to believe that I treated that woman on that night with the same empathy and compassion I'd shown the 27-year-old newlywed who came to the E.R. three nights earlier with lower back pain that turned out to be advanced pancreatic cancer.
In her case, I knew there was nothing I could do that was actually going to save her life.
The cancer was too advanced. But I was committed to making sure that I could do anything possible to make her stay more comfortable. I brought her a warm blanket and a cup of a coffee. I brought some for her parents.
But more importantly, see, I passed no judgment on her, because obviously she had done nothing to bring this on herself.
So why was it that, just a few nights later, as I stood in that same E.R. and determined that my diabetic patient did indeed need an amputation, why did I hold her in such bitter contempt?
You see, unlike the woman the night before, this woman had type 2 diabetes.
She was fat.
And we all know that's from eating too much and not exercising enough, right?
I mean, how hard can it be?
As I looked down at her in the bed, I thought to myself, if you just tried caring even a little bit, you wouldn't be in this situation at this moment with some doctor you've never met about to amputate your foot.
Why did I feel justified in judging her?
I'd like to say I don't know.
But I actually do.
You see, in the hubris of my youth, I thought I had her all figured out.
She ate too much. She got unlucky.
She got diabetes. Case closed.
Ironically, at that time in my life, I was also doing cancer research, immune-based therapies for melanoma, to be specific, and in that world I was actually taught to question everything, to challenge all assumptions and hold them to the highest possible scientific standards. Yet when it came to a disease like diabetes that kills Americans eight times more frequently than melanoma, I never once questioned the conventional wisdom.
I actually just assumed the pathologic sequence of events was settled science.
Three years later, I found out how wrong I was.
But this time, I was the patient.
Despite exercising three or four hours every single day, and following the food pyramid to the letter, I'd gained a lot of weight and developed something called metabolic syndrome.
Some of you may have heard of this.
I had become insulin-resistant.
You can think of insulin as this master hormone that controls what our body does with the foods we eat, whether we burn it or store it.
This is called fuel partitioning in the lingo.
Now failure to produce enough insulin is incompatible with life.
And insulin resistance, as its name suggests, is when your cells get increasingly resistant to the effect of insulin trying to do its job.
Once you're insulin-resistant, you're on your way to getting diabetes, which is what happens when your pancreas can't keep up with the resistance and make enough insulin.
Now your blood sugar levels start to rise, and an entire cascade of pathologic events sort of spirals out of control that can lead to heart disease, cancer, even Alzheimer's disease, and amputations, just like that woman a few years earlier.
With that scare, I got busy changing my diet radically, adding and subtracting things most of you would find almost assuredly shocking.
I did this and lost 40 pounds, weirdly while exercising less.
I, as you can see, I guess I'm not overweight anymore.
More importantly, I don't have insulin resistance.
But most important, I was left with these three burning questions that wouldn't go away: How did this happen to me if I was supposedly doing everything right?
If the conventional wisdom about nutrition had failed me, was it possible it was failing someone else?
And underlying these questions, I became almost maniacally obsessed in trying to understand the real relationship between obesity and insulin resistance.
Now, most researchers believe obesity is the cause of insulin resistance.
Logically, then, if you want to treat insulin resistance, you get people to lose weight, right?
You treat the obesity.
But what if we have it backwards?
What if obesity isn't the cause of insulin resistance at all?
In fact, what if it's a symptom of a much deeper problem, the tip of a proverbial iceberg?
of an obesity epidemic, but hear me out.
What if obesity is a coping mechanism for a far more sinister problem going on underneath the cell?
I'm not suggesting that obesity is benign, but what I am suggesting is it may be the lesser of two metabolic evils.
You can think of insulin resistance as the reduced capacity of our cells to partition fuel, as I alluded to a moment ago, taking those calories that we take in and burning some appropriately and storing some appropriately. When we become insulin-resistant, the homeostasis in that balance deviates from this state.
So now, when insulin says to a cell, I want you to burn more energy than the cell considers safe, the cell, in effect, says, "No thanks, I'd actually rather store this energy."
And because fat cells are actually missing most of the complex cellular machinery found in other cells, it's probably the safest place to store it.
So for many of us, about 75 million Americans, the appropriate response to insulin resistance may actually be to store it as fat, not the reverse, getting insulin resistance in response to getting fat.
This is a really subtle distinction, but the implication could be profound.
Consider the following analogy: Think of the bruise you get on your shin when you inadvertently bang your leg into the coffee table.
Sure, the bruise hurts like hell, and you almost certainly don't like the discolored look, but we all know the bruise per Se is not the problem.
In fact, it's the opposite. It's a healthy response to the trauma, all of those immune cells rushing to the site of the injury to salvage cellular debris and prevent the spread of infection to elsewhere in the body.
Now, imagine we thought bruises were the problem, and we evolved a giant medical establishment and a culture around treating bruises: masking creams, painkillers, you name it, all the while ignoring the fact that people are still banging their shins into coffee tables.
How much better would we be if we treated the cause -- telling people to pay attention when they walk through the living room -- rather than the effect?
Getting the cause and the effect right makes all the difference in the world.
Getting it wrong, and the pharmaceutical industry can still do very well for its shareholders but nothing improves for the people with bruised shins.
Cause and effect.
So what I'm suggesting is maybe we have the cause and effect wrong on obesity and insulin resistance.
Maybe we should be asking ourselves, is it possible that insulin resistance causes weight gain and the diseases associated with obesity, at least in most people?
What if being obese is just a metabolic response to something much more threatening, an underlying epidemic, the one we ought to be worried about?
Let's look at some suggestive facts.
We know that 30 million obese Americans in the United States don't have insulin resistance.
And by the way, they don't appear to be at any greater risk of disease than lean people.
Conversely, we know that six million lean people in the United States are insulin-resistant, and by the way, they appear to be at even greater risk for those metabolic diseases I mentioned a moment ago than their obese counterparts.
Now I don't know why, but it might be because, in their case, their cells haven't actually figured out the right thing to do with that excess energy.
So if you can be obese and not have insulin resistance, and you can be lean and have it, this suggests that obesity may just be a proxy for what's going on.
So what if we're fighting the wrong war, fighting obesity rather than insulin resistance?
Even worse, what if blaming the obese means we're blaming the victims?
What if some of our fundamental ideas about obesity are just wrong?
Personally, I can't afford the luxury of arrogance anymore, let alone the luxury of certainty.
I have my own ideas about what could be at the heart of this, but I'm wide open to others.
Now, my hypothesis, because everybody always asks me, is this.
If you ask yourself, what's a cell trying to protect itself from when it becomes insulin resistant, the answer probably isn't too much food.
It's more likely too much glucose: blood sugar.
Now, we know that refined grains and starches elevate your blood sugar in the short run, and there's even reason to believe that sugar may lead to insulin resistance directly.
So if you put these physiological processes to work, I'd hypothesize that it might be our increased intake of refined grains, sugars and starches that's driving this epidemic of obesity and diabetes, but through insulin resistance, you see, and not necessarily through just overeating and under-exercising.
When I lost my 40 pounds a few years ago, I did it simply by restricting those things, which admittedly suggests I have a bias based on my personal experience.
But that doesn't mean my bias is wrong, and most important, all of this can be tested scientifically.
But step one is accepting the possibility that our current beliefs about obesity, diabetes and insulin resistance could be wrong and therefore must be tested.
I'm betting my career on this.
Today, I devote all of my time to working on this problem, and I'll go wherever the science takes me.
I've decided that what I can't and won't do anymore is pretend I have the answers when I don't.
I've been humbled enough by all I don't know.
For the past year, I've been fortunate enough of diabetes and obesity researchers in the country, and the best part is, just like Abraham Lincoln surrounded himself with a team of rivals, we've done the same thing.
We've recruited a team of scientific rivals, the best and brightest who all have different hypotheses for what's at the heart of this epidemic.
Some think it's too many calories consumed.
Others think it's too much dietary fat.
Others think it's too many refined grains and starches.
But this team of multi-disciplinary, highly skeptical and exceedingly talented researchers do agree on two things.
First, this problem is just simply too important to continue ignoring because we think we know the answer.
And two, if we're willing to be wrong, if we're willing to challenge the conventional wisdom with the best experiments science can offer, we can solve this problem.
I know it's tempting to want an answer right now, some form of action or policy, some dietary prescription -- eat this, not that â but if we want to get it right, we're going to have to do much more rigorous science before we can write that prescription.
Briefly, to address this, our research program is focused around three meta-themes, or questions.
First, how do the various foods we consume impact our metabolism, hormones and enzymes, and through what nuanced molecular mechanisms?
Second, based on these insights, can people make the necessary changes in their diets in a way that's safe and practical to implement?
And finally, once we identify what safe and practical changes people can make to their diet, how can we move their behavior in that direction so that it becomes more the default rather than the exception?
Just because you know what to do doesn't mean you're always going to do it.
Sometimes we have to put cues around people to make it easier, and believe it or not, that can be studied scientifically.
I don't know how this journey is going to end, but this much seems clear to me, at least: We can't keep blaming our overweight and diabetic patients like I did.
Most of them actually want to do the right thing, but they have to know what that is, and it's got to work.
I dream of a day when our patients can shed their excess pounds and cure themselves of insulin resistance, because as medical professionals, we've shed our excess mental baggage and cured ourselves of new idea resistance sufficiently to go back to our original ideals: open minds, the courage to throw out yesterday's ideas when they don't appear to be working, and the understanding that scientific truth isn't final, but constantly evolving.
Staying true to that path will be better for our patients and better for science.
If obesity is nothing more than a proxy for metabolic illness, what good does it do us to punish those with the proxy?
Sometimes I think back to that night in the E.R.
seven years ago.
I wish I could speak with that woman again.
I'd like to tell her how sorry I am.
I'd say, as a doctor, I delivered the best clinical care I could, but as a human being, I let you down.
You didn't need my judgment and my contempt.
You needed my empathy and compassion, and above all else, you needed a doctor who was willing to consider maybe you didn't let the system down.
Maybe the system, of which I was a part, was letting you down.
If you're watching this now, I hope you can forgive me. | {
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Even after the previous event, he continued speaking with Aries, Libra and Aigokeros in a friendly manner whilst occasionally getting slashed at by Libra. Nevertheless, the place stayed in an uplifting atmosphere.
Unfortunately, only Virgo who had just recently joined the group was unable to get into the clique. She was left looking at the others from the outside.
She might have been considerate and putting effort into not interrupting the reunion, however, amongst these colourful personalities she seemed to be the only normal individual, thus she came off as being unable to blend in with them.
I left the rowdy bunch of Heavenly Stars to go and sit beside Virgo.
âCanât blend in?â
âAh, Ruphas-sama.â
Virgo was sort of forcibly ordered by Parthenos to accompany us.
In other words, unlike the others who had followed me out of their own wills, she was dragged away by us from what could potentially be her peaceful and serene life.
As such, I was a little worried about her.
I also did not wish for her to have a hard time on this journey.
âNo, I was just wondering if it was alright for me to be here... everyone... here is such amazing people. I was just thinking that I wouldnât be of any use to anyone with how low-leveled I was. And ability wise, Iâm like a downgraded version of Dina-san.â
Notwithstanding that Virgoâs and Dinaâs element affinities were different, just as Virgo stated, their positions in the group were overlapping with one another.
Both were backline support types, however, as opposed to Dina who could use both arcane magic and divine magic, Virgo could only use divine magic.
Furthermore, Dina had an affinity with both the Water and Metal elements and came with a superior spec associated with the maximum level of .
To top things off, she was able to use a cheat skill such as X-Gate and render enemy long distance attacks ineffective and create appropriate distance between herself and her enemies even though she was a rearguard, effectively allowing her to get by without the protection of the vanguard.
Now that I thought about it, what was with that cheat character....
Well anyways, depending on the way sheâs trained, Virgo had the potential to rival Dina.
Although flugels were unable to use arcane magic, they had superior base stats, thus they stood in a perfect position to become strong backline support.
Looking at things from that point of view, it could be said that Virgoâs potential was more than enough to rival Dinaâs.
âThereâs no need to jump to such conclusion. You are a successor personally chosen by that Parthenos. You will be able to stand side by side with those guys in the near future.â
âThatâs right, young girl. You shouldnât be making such a depressing face.â
While Virgo and I were having a conversation, a very refined and pleasant voice cut in.
At the very least, it was a voice I could not recognise.
To determine where it was coming from, I turned my face towards the voice. What I saw there was an ingredient for a dish â the barometz.
A plant was growing from a flower pot. Coming out from its unnaturally big bud was the head of a sheep which was speaking to us.
â....... The magical beast can speak, huh.â
âOi oi, the lady with the black wings, you say such a strange thing. Of course, magical beasts can also speak. Even the orcs are constantly talking.â
.......Ahh, yeah. Now that I thought about it orcs were indeed speaking non-stop.
Or more like, thinking about it properly, Aries and Aigokeros were also magical beasts.
The barometz which had a needlessly refined and dandy voice continued speaking as if it was completely normal.
âYoung girl, thereâs nothing to think too deeply about. Thereâs no one that canât be of use. Whoever you are, whatever you are, you will always have a role to fulfil. Thereâs a stage where you can shine. Even if thereâs no spotlight on you right now, thereâs a shine that only you possess. Stop undervaluing yourself. It doesnât match your cute face.â
For some reason, an ingredient was saying something excessively cool.......
I did not know why, but although the things that it was saying were correct, for some reason, it was irritating.
âEven Iâm the same. Iâm just a lame magical beast who canât even move on my own, but by being cooked and eaten, I can bring happiness to peopleâs face. When Iâm in a dish, I can shine.â
âBa, Barometz-san.â
âAre you even fine with that?â
What should I do? I did not even know where to begin retorting.
Whilst I was lost on what to say and was staring at the barometz, Karkinos who had finished speaking with Aries and the group came over and tightly gripped onto the barometzâs head.
âRuphas-sama, in preparation for the journey, meâs going to go turn the whole barometz into smoked meat. If you donât mind, please give me some time.â
After saying as such, Karkinos went to the back of the kitchen.
It seemed he went to create food which could be stored for our long journey.
The barometz kept saying, âYoung girl, believe in your own potential!â as it was being taken to the back and eventually stopped making noise.
In the future, it would most probably become smoked meat and help us out.
.... Well, it was a good guy. Yeah.
All that side, Dina was awfully quiet today for some reason.
It almost seemed as if... she was preparing herself so that she could move any time if anything were to happen.
As if she was waiting for something, no, as if she knew something was going to happen.
.... Or was that just my intuition going on overdrive?
A single woman was walking on the top of the wasteland.
She was a beautiful lady with an alluring body and looked to be in her early twenties.
She was wearing a black bondage clothing which exposed much of her skin. On top of that, she had a similarly black coat with furs equipped, nevertheless, she did not put her arms through that coat.
Her lips were dyed purple and on her left cheek was a tattoo with the shape of a crimson heart with black wings coming out of it.
Her hair which was tied on the top of her head flowed all the way to her foot and the end of it was shaped like a scorpionâs sting.
No, it was not âlike aâ. It was truly the sting of a scorpion.
The hair which should have been soft and smooth became harder as it neared the end, and by the end of it, completely became scorpionâs sting.
If one were to summarise it in a single phrase, she would be a poisonous woman. She would assault man using her seductive body whilst poisoning and eating him up. Let alone hiding that dangerous scent, she was going around and scattering them.
Her name was Scorpius. She was a specialist in poison as well as one of the pillars of the Tyrannical Way 12 Heavenly Stars.
Right now, in her line of sight was a steel capital created by Mizar, one of the despicable late [7 Heroes], who had betrayed her master in the past.
âHaa, that thing looks disgusting, what a senseless capital. Itâs lacking in grace and elegance. Right? Donât you guys think so too?â
She spoke as if she was drunk or clingy.
Hearing the words she spoke of were the army of thousands or tens of thousands of magical beasts.
They were not the weak fodders she had borrowed from the demon race. It was an army of scorpions which were personally subdued by her.
Emperor Berserk Scorpion. The title of an emperor which was within her name was not just for show.
She was without a doubt, the king amongst the scorpions. She was a pinnacle of all living things in the desert, the pinnacle of all magical beasts which had mutated out of scorpion.
As such, every magical beast originating from a scorpion was her child, her subordinate and her pawn.
In addition to the immense power she possessed herself, she had the army with both the quality and quantity at her beck and call.
Because she possessed all of that, she was able to singlehandedly destroy the country of [Hrotti] which was founded by the late [Adventure King].
Ruphas had misunderstood one thing.
She had believed there was nothing protecting Hrotti at the time.
She had mistakenly believed that there was no protective system around Hrotti to prevent the advancement of the demons. She had believed there was nothing like Levia protecting Svalinn, nothing like the defensive field protecting Laevateinn and nothing like the demon preventative system possessed by Blutgang. She was under such misunderstanding.
Wrong. She was wrong.
Hrotti had indeed had a defensive mechanism. It indeed had something that would not even lose to Levia.
If anything, it would have been most strange for Phecda who had the monster tamer skill to not leave anything behind once he passed away.
Before he passed away, he had gone through the magical beasts he tamed and left the four most powerful and excellent beasts as guardian deities.
But even then, they were all annihilated.
The army of scorpions trampled down the country into oblivion as it it ate away all the protections left by the late Adventure King.
âBut that thingâs such an ideal prey. If theyâre holing up in that tiny place, the poisons will circulate really quickly. Haa... haa... I canât wait... I wonder what kind of face the dwarves will make as they suffer and drop dead. To be bleeding from every hole you can imagine. Ohh, I can just imagine them trying to run away from that tight coffin, but dying with despair and misery... ohh so unbearable, Iâm going to wet myself.â
She stuck her red tongue out seductively and licked her lips.
She believed it was perfectly normal for the humanoids to be suffering.
If anything, she believed it was their duty to suffer and die.
Because if that was not so, there will be no retribution for her master.
After all, her master had given her all for the sake of the world and the humanoids, yet she was betrayed and taken down by them. Ahh, there was no way she could forgive them.
As such, Scorpius became crazed. By her own will, she abandoned her reasoning, ethics, morals, discipline and self-control to become a lunatic murdering machine.
To make them drown in the lake full of blood, to make them struggle and suffer. To make them scream from misery. To put them under utter despair.
To make people scream from the bottom of their lungs and to make them cry so that her beloved master could hear them.
Those were the only thoughts that were keeping her moving nowadays.
Her master was her everything. And to be next to her master meant the world for her.
Now that her master was taken away from her, she no longer had any meaning in continuing to live. As a consequence, to completely annihilate the people that took her master away became her only reason in life. It became the only way she could repay her late master.
That was why she had no hesitation and felt absolutely no remorse in what she was doing.
Women? Child? Infant? Elder? She could not care less about any of them.
As such, she became crazed of her own choice. She allowed herself to continually be enveloped in insanity and madness.
So that she could sink this world into despair, for that one and only reason.
Her advance was also detected by those in Blutgang.
If anything, there was not the slightest indication to hide it.
If anyone were to take bring tens of thousands of magical beasts which had mutated from scorpions, it would be natural that they were found out.
There, the marshal who was permitted to operate Blutgang was making a grim expression whilst looking at the outside view displayed on the monitors.
The Marshal... indicated the highest position within Blutgang, and had the power to command every individual in the 15th City. It was the highest position with tangible power.
Of course, position wise, the royalty sat higher.
However, he was entrusted with the complete power to command and control Blutgang in the time of war and as such, would not be wrong to call him the most powerful individual in the capital.
âSo youâve come... poisonous woman.â
The marshal who had a white beard could be said to possess one of the bigger bodies amongst the dwarves and was not much different in size as compared to a human.
He wore a blue military uniform and on his head was a hat with five ornamental stars.
There was a pipe in his mouth as he continued to sit on his chair without being agitated.
His name was Genell. Although just a little, he carried the blood of royalty and was a dwarven elder of such age to have lived side by side with late Mizar.
There was some nervousness. However, there was no agitation.
From the very day Hrotti was destroyed, he had expected that one day it would come to this.
In the 15th City, there were already Type 1 Battle Deployments on standby and all the subordinates were sitting in their respective position.
âEmergency transmission to all cities within Blutgang! Beginning now, Blutgang will be entering into battle against the Tyrannical Way 12 Heavenly Starsâ Scorpius of the [Scorpion]!â
âEmergency transmission received!â
After receiving Genellâs order, one of the subordinates put his hands on the microphone and repeatedly gave instructions out.
Subsequently, those instructions were simultaneously transmitted throughout the capital and heard by all citizens within.
In practice, even they themselves did not know the mechanics behind how such a thing was possible.
Blutgang was created by the hands of the great Smith King and the technology that was utilised was so advanced that even after 200 years of time, most features seemed like a black box that had yet to be made clear.
âWe will be the one to make the initial move! Prepare to fire!â
âPrepare to fire!â
âTarget acquired!â
âFirrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!â
With Genellâs order as the trigger, muzzles which were coming out from all over Blutgang all fired at the same time.
The shockwave shook the earth as the cannons fired in rapid succession, scattering the scorpions away.
Nevertheless, the important Scorpius herself was not perturbed in the slightest and started walking forward calmly and graciously.
It was not effective? No, even before the cannon could reach her, she used the sting on her hair to strike away at the cannonballs!
âItâs no use, itâs not working at all!â
âDoesnât matter, continue firing! We can reduce their number!â
âMarshal, the deployment of the golem squad is ready!â
âGood, send them out!â
Next moment, Blutgangâs gates opened and a bunch of golems came out in a squad and advanced forward whilst ringing a rigid sound.
The golems that were deployed were not lacking in the least as not only the recently created models but even the high-level golems made by Mizar 200 years to serve as the steel guardians were sent out.
The manned type golems were boarded by the dwarves who were wearing armours and advanced forward without fear.
As the dwarf who was leading the squad shouted, the golem squad all accelerated forward.
Steel guardians who did know what fear was all embarked right onto the wilderness with their bodies, and advanced onto the army of magical beasts.
âGive them a welcome.â
As if to match up with the advancing golems, the scorpion army of magical beasts also advanced forward and clashed with the golems in the middle.
The situation was approximately even.
Neither side had the emotion called fear, thus they neither ran nor flinched.
They only thought about annihilating the enemy leading them to wholeheartedly striking the enemy down.
At times they would use their alliesâ corpses or broken debris as a foothold as the magical beasts and golems continued to reduce the number of enemies.
âCharging completed!â
âTarget, set!â
âFiring location determined!â
âEnemy number 600! The number of allies 100! All allies are golems! There is only a single Mizar type!â
âAlright.... Artillery, fireeeeeeeeeee!!â
If they could erase more enemies, they did not even care about the allies becoming collateral damage.
Essentially, as long as there were no living dwarves, it was all fine.
It was fine to remake the golems.
Unfortunately, the Mizar models would not be subject to reproduction, however, they still could not hesitate because of that.
They could not miss the chance because they were unwilling to trade 1 for 600.
Just as they aimed, a lot of golems shattered into pieces, however, using that as the sacrifice, they were able to turn a lot of magical beasts into meat paste.
âOh dear, involving your own allies, quite a playful bunch, arenât cha?â
With this, the balance shifted towards Blutgang a little.
However strong they were, the enemies were a gathering of magical beasts which knew neither tactics nor strategy.
They believed if quality could be matched by quantity, the side which could utilise strategy would be in an advantageous position.
The way they thought was not wrong by any means. The wars were always foretold using strategy as the basis.
However, they could not underestimate the enemy. The one that they were fighting was a monster which could easily overturn those strategies in a flash.
That was why they were the Tyrannical Way. That was what they were the 12 Stars.
Exactly because there was that pride, Scorpius was not agitated in the slightest.
âIn that case, maybe Iâll try playing around a little too!â
Scorpiusâs form became painted in madness.
Her eyes were opened wide and her smile caused her mouth to open from one ear to another. Even her beautiful look turned ugly as she went in towards the bunch of golems.
By the time one thought her hair â no, her sting moved, all the golems in the area had already been cleared away.
Scorpiusâs true power might have been in relation to poison, however, it did not mean that her attack power was low.
Especially now that she had continuously been in this state of insanity, her norm had become madness.
By always been in this crazed state, her attack power had increased as a matter of fact.
Needless to mention the low-level golems, her attacks could not be withstood by even the level 300 or 400 golems.
Her sting was swung with a speed so fast one could not even follow and mowed down and turned one golem after another into a mere debris.
In order to try and stop her by any means possible, golems were rushed onto her, nevertheless, however many were thrown at her, the result stayed exactly the same.
And from this little battle, Blutgang which had lost many high-level golems was plunged into a position of inferiority.
As the balance was broken, the magical beasts started their attack like an avalanche, further decreasing the number of golems.
It did not matter who was looking at the fight, if this continued, the side which would win was as clear as black and white.
âMa, marshal! Now that itâs come to this, please give the order for Blutgang to enter battle form!â
âRejected! Donât forget, that thing possesses poison! If we get close to her, even if we win, the citizens will die! Think of that as a loss!â
âBut what should we do!â
âSend out the Scales Squad! Theyâre the only things that can hold their own against her!â
â......! Understood, sending out the Scales Squad!â
The greatest battle prowess of Blutgang was to have the Blutgang itself be on the offensive.
However, for this battle, that was not a viable option.
By going close to her, they would be subjected to her poison and lose the citizens within, which would signify their loss.
However, the cards in Blutgangâs hands were not limited to one.
They possessed another trump card â âThe Scales Squadâ.
Just as its name was mentioned, four shadowy figures charged out and took battle formation in mid-air.
âHmm?â
Scorpius looked up into the air as carefree as she could be. What she saw was the nostalgic appearance of her comrade.
Belonging to the same group; the Tyrannical Way 12 Heavenly Stars, and possessing the name of the [Scales], the murderous maid, Libra.
And for some reason, there were four of her in the air looking down at the magical beasts.
âWhat? What is that.... Isnât that Libra?â
âTarget acquired... commence destroying.â
If she looked at things properly, the colour was different.
Compared to Libra who had brown hair, these four possessed white hairs.
Besides that, however, they were no different from her comrade which existed in her memory. Furthermore, two of them expanded their weapons resembled the one in Scorpiusâs memory.
â! Tsk!â
Libraâs main long distance weapon [The Right Scale]. And its destructive power was well known by Scorpius.
Two rows of ray were fired in a flash as it continued to pierce the ground, scattering many magical beasts in the process.
Although Scorpius had avoided the attack instinctively, as if to strike while she was taking her time recovering, two fake Libras came out from the smoke.
âThe Left Scale (Zububeschamali).â
An attack by the left arm which had been turned into a blade that could even slice through steel. Again, it was an attack that Scorpius could recall.
Scorpius used her sting to intercept this as she withstood the attack.
However, the second Libra quickly moved around to the side and mowed towards Scorpius with the blade.
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Not everybody could earn an A or a B, and I didn't like that way of judging, and I did know how the alumni of various schools back in the '30s judged coaches and athletic teams.
If you won them all, you were considered to be reasonably successful -- not completely. Because I found out -- we had a number of years at UCLA where we didn't lose a game.
by the margin that some of our alumni had predicted -- And quite frequently I really felt that they had backed up their predictions in a more materialistic manner.
But that was true back in the 30s, so I understood that.
But I didn't like it, I didn't agree with it.
I wanted to come up with something I hoped could make me a better teacher, and give the youngsters under my supervision, be it in athletics or the English classroom, something to which to aspire, other than just a higher mark in the classroom, or more points in some athletic contest.
I thought about that for quite a spell, and I wanted to come up with my own definition.
And I knew how Mr. Webster defined it, as the accumulation of material possessions or the attainment of a position of power or prestige, or something of that sort, worthy accomplishments perhaps, but in my opinion, not necessarily indicative of success.
So I wanted to come up with something of my own.
I was raised on a small farm in Southern Indiana, and Dad tried to teach me and my brothers that you should never try to be better than someone else.
I'm sure at the time he did that, I didn't -- it didn't -- well, somewhere, I guess in the hidden recesses of the mind, it popped out years later.
Never try to be better than someone else, always learn from others.
Never cease trying to be the best you can be -- that's under your control.
If you get too engrossed and involved and concerned in regard to the things over which you have no control, it will adversely affect the things over which you have control.
Then I ran across this simple verse that said, 'I failed!' he cried.
The Master said, 'Thou didst thy best, that is success.'" From those things, and one other perhaps, I coined my own definition of success, which is: Peace of mind attained only through self-satisfaction in knowing you made the effort to do the best of which you're capable.
I believe that's true.
If you make the effort to do the best of which you're capable, trying to improve the situation that exists for you, I think that's success, and I don't think others can judge that; it's like character and reputation -- your reputation is what you're perceived to be; your character is what you really are.
And I think that character is much more important than what you are perceived to be.
You'd hope they'd both be good, but they won't necessarily be the same.
Well, that was my idea that I was going to try to get across to the youngsters.
I ran across other things.
I love to teach, and it was mentioned by the previous speaker that I enjoy poetry, and I dabble in it a bit, and love it.
There are some things that helped me, I think, be better than I would have been. I know I'm not what I ought to be, what I should be, but I think I'm better than I would have been if I hadn't run across certain things.
One was just a little verse that said, "No written word, no spoken plea can teach our youth what they should be; nor all the books on all the shelves -- it's what the teachers are themselves."
That made an impression on me in the 1930s.
And I tried to use that more or less in my teaching, whether it be in sports, or whether it be in the English classroom.
I love poetry and always had an interest in that somehow.
Maybe it's because Dad used to read to us at night, by coal oil lamp -- we didn't have electricity in our farm home.
And Dad would read poetry to us. So I always liked it.
And about the same time I ran across this one verse, I ran across another one.
Someone asked a lady teacher why she taught, and after some time, she said she wanted to think about that.
Then she came up and said, "They ask me why I teach, and I reply, 'Where could I find such splendid company?' There sits a statesman, strong, unbiased, wise; another Daniel Webster, silver-tongued.
A doctor sits beside him, whose quick, steady hand may mend a bone, or stem the life-blood's flow.
And there a builder; upward rise the arch of a church he builds, wherein that minister may speak the word of God, and lead a stumbling soul to touch the Christ.
And all about, a gathering of teachers, farmers, merchants, laborers -- those who work and vote and build and plan and pray into a great tomorrow.
And I may say, I may not see the church, or hear the word, or eat the food their hands may grow, but yet again I may; And later I may say, I knew him once, and he was weak, or strong, or bold or proud or gay.
I knew him once, but then he was a boy.
They ask me why I teach and I reply, 'Where could I find such splendid company?'" And I believe the teaching profession -- it's true, you have so many youngsters, and I've got to think of my youngsters at UCLA -- 30-some attorneys, 11 dentists and doctors, many, many teachers and other professions.
And that gives you a great deal of pleasure, to see them go on.
I always tried to make the youngsters feel that they're there to get an education, number one; basketball was second, because it was paying their way, and they do need a little time for social activities, but you let social activities take a little precedence over the other two, and you're not going to have any very long.
So that was the idea that I tried to get across to the youngsters under my supervision.
I had three rules, pretty much, I'd learned these prior to coming to UCLA, and I decided they were very important.
One was "Never be late."
Later on I said certain things -- the players, if we were leaving for somewhere, had to be neat and clean.
There was a time when I made them wear jackets and shirts and ties.
Then I saw our chancellor coming to school in denims and turtlenecks, and thought, it's not right for me to keep this other [rule] so I let them just -- they had to be neat and clean.
I had one of my greatest players that you probably heard of, Bill Walton.
He came to catch the bus; we were leaving for somewhere to play.
And he wasn't clean and neat, so I wouldn't let him go.
He couldn't get on the bus, he had to go home and get cleaned up to get to the airport.
So I was a stickler for that. I believed in that.
I believe in time; very important.
I believe you should be on time, but I felt at practice, for example -- we start on time, we close on time.
The youngsters didn't have to feel that we were going to keep them over.
When I speak at coaching clinics, I often tell young coaches -- and at coaching clinics, more or less, they'll be the younger coaches getting in the profession.
Most of them are young, you know, and probably newly-married.
And I tell them, "Don't run practices late, because you'll go home in a bad mood, and that's not good, for a young married man to go home in a bad mood.
When you get older, it doesn't make any difference, but --" So I did believe: on time.
I believe starting on time, and I believe closing on time.
And another one I had was, not one word of profanity.
One word of profanity, and you are out of here for the day.
If I see it in a game, you're going to come out and sit on the bench.
And the third one was, never criticize a teammate.
I didn't want that. I used to tell them I was paid to do that.
That's my job. I'm paid to do it. Pitifully poor, but I am paid to do it.
Not like the coaches today, for gracious sakes, no.
It's a little different than it was in my day.
Those were three things that I stuck with pretty closely all the time.
And those actually came from my dad.
That's what he tried to teach me and my brothers at one time.
I came up with a pyramid eventually, that I don't have the time to go on that.
But that helped me, I think, become a better teacher.
It's something like this: And I had blocks in the pyramid, and the cornerstones being industriousness and enthusiasm, working hard and enjoying what you're doing, coming up to the apex, according to my definition of success.
And right at the top, faith and patience.
And I say to you, in whatever you're doing, You have to have patience to -- we want things to happen.
We talk about our youth being impatient a lot, and they are.
They want to change everything. They think all change is progress.
And we get a little older -- we sort of let things go.
And we forget there is no progress without change.
So you must have patience, and I believe that we must have faith.
I believe that we must believe, truly believe.
Not just give it word service, believe that things will work out as they should, providing we do what we should.
I think our tendency is to hope things will turn out the way we want them to much of the time, but we don't do the things that are necessary to make those things become reality. I worked on this for some 14 years, and I think it helped me become a better teacher.
But it all revolved around that original definition of success.
there was a Major League Baseball umpire by the name of George Moriarty.
He spelled Moriarty with only one 'i'.
I'd never seen that before, but he did.
Big league baseball players -- they're very perceptive about those things, and they noticed he had only one 'i' in his name.
You'd be surprised how many also told him that that was one more than he had in his head at various times.
But he wrote something where I think he did what I tried to do in this pyramid.
He called it "The Road Ahead, or the Road Behind."
He said, "Sometimes I think the Fates must grin as we denounce them and insist the only reason we can't win, is the Fates themselves have missed.
Yet there lives on the ancient claim: we win or lose within ourselves.
The shining trophies on our shelves can never win tomorrow's game.
You and I know deeper down, there's always a chance to win the crown.
But when we fail to give our best, we simply haven't met the test, of giving all and saving none until the game is really won; of showing what is meant by grit; of playing through when others quit; of playing through, not letting up.
It's bearing down that wins the cup.
Of dreaming there's a goal ahead; of hoping when our dreams are dead; of praying when our hopes have fled; yet losing, not afraid to fall, if, bravely, we have given all.
For who can ask more of a man than giving all within his span.
Giving all, it seems to me, is not so far from victory.
And so the Fates are seldom wrong, no matter how they twist and wind.
It's you and I who make our fates -- we open up or close the gates on the road ahead or the road behind."
Reminds me of another set of threes that my dad tried to get across to us: Don't whine. Don't complain. Don't make excuses.
Just get out there, and whatever you're doing, do it to the best of your ability.
And no one can do more than that.
I tried to get across, too, that -- my opponents will tell you -- you never heard me mention winning.
Never mention winning.
My idea is that you can lose when you outscore somebody in a game, and you can win when you're outscored.
I've felt that way on certain occasions, at various times.
And I just wanted them to be able to hold their head up after a game.
I used to say that when a game is over, and you see somebody that didn't know the outcome, I hope they couldn't tell by your actions whether you outscored an opponent or the opponent outscored you.
That's what really matters: if you make an effort to do the best you can regularly, the results will be about what they should be.
Not necessarily what you'd want them to be but they'll be about what they should; only you will know whether you can do that.
And that's what I wanted from them more than anything else.
And as time went by, and I learned more about other things, as far as the results.
But I wanted the score of a game to be the byproduct of these other things, and not the end itself.
I believe it was one great philosopher who said -- no, no -- Cervantes.
Cervantes said, "The journey is better than the end."
And I like that.
Sometimes when you get there, there's almost a let down.
But it's the getting there that's the fun.
As a basketball coach at UCLA, I liked our practices to be the journey, and the game would be the end, the end result.
I liked to go up and sit in the stands and watch the players play, and see whether I'd done a decent job during the week.
There again, it's getting the players to get that self-satisfaction, in knowing that they'd made the effort to do the best of which they are capable.
Sometimes I'm asked who was the best player I had, or the best teams.
I can never answer that.
I was asked one time about that, and they said, "Suppose that you, in some way, could make the perfect player.
What would you want?"
And I said, "Well, I'd want one that knew why he was at UCLA: to get an education, he was a good student, really knew why he was there in the first place.
But I'd want one that could play, too.
I'd want one to realize that defense usually wins championships, and who would work hard on defense.
But I'd want one who would play offense, too.
I'd want him to be unselfish, and look for the pass first and not shoot all the time.
And I'd want one that could pass and would pass.
I've had some that could and wouldn't, and I've had some that would and could.
And I wanted them to be able to shoot from the outside.
I wanted them to be good inside too.
I'd want them to be able to rebound well at both ends, too.
Why not just take someone like Keith Wilkes and let it go at that.
Not the only one, but he was one that I used in that particular category, because I think he made the effort to become the best.
I mention in my book, "They Call Me Coach," two players that gave me great satisfaction, that came as close as I think anyone I ever had to reach their full potential: one was Conrad Burke, and one was Doug McIntosh.
When I saw them as freshmen, on our freshmen team -- freshmen couldn't play varsity when I taught.
I thought, "Oh gracious, if these two players, either one of them" -- they were different years, but I thought about each one at the time he was there -- "Oh, if he ever makes the varsity, our varsity must be pretty miserable, if he's good enough to make it."
And you know, one of them was a starting player for a season and a half.
The other one, his next year, played 32 minutes in a national championship game, Did a tremendous job for us.
The next year, he was a starting player on the national championship team, and here I thought he'd never play a minute, when he was -- so those are the things that give you great joy, and great satisfaction to see.
Neither one of those youngsters could shoot very well.
But they had outstanding shooting percentages, because they didn't force it.
And neither one could jump very well, but they kept good position, and so they did well rebounding.
They remembered that every shot that's taken, they assumed would be missed.
I've had too many stand around and wait to see if it's missed, then they go and it's too late, somebody else is in there ahead of them.
They weren't very quick, but they played good position, kept in good balance.
And so they played pretty good defense for us.
So they had qualities that -- they came close to -- as close to reaching possibly their full potential as any players I ever had.
So I consider them to be as successful as Lewis Alcindor or Bill Walton, or many of the others that we had; there were some outstanding players.
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In August 2007, Claron was awarded the Amsterdam Prize for the Arts, winning praise for her brilliance, her amazing and extensively wide repertoire and her vivid stage personality.
Please welcome Claron McFadden.
Claron McFadden: The human voice: mysterious, spontaneous, primal.
For me, the human voice is the vessel on which all emotions travel -- except, perhaps, jealousy.
And the breath, the breath is the captain of that vessel.
A child is born, takes its first breath -- And we behold the wondrous beauty of vocal expression -- mysterious, spontaneous and primal.
A few years ago, I did a meditation retreat in Thailand.
I wanted a place where I would have total silence and total solitude.
I spent two weeks at this retreat in my own little hut -- no music, no nothing -- sounds of nature, trying to find the essence of concentration, On my last day, the woman who looked after the place, she came and we spoke for a minute, and then she said to me, "Would you sing something for me?"
And I thought, but this is a place of total quiet and silence.
I can't make noise.
She said, "Please, sing for me."
So I closed my eyes, I took breath and the first thing that came up and out was "Summertime," Porgy and Bess.
Summertime and the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.
So hush little baby, And I opened my eyes, and I saw that she had her eyes closed.
And after a moment, she opened her eyes and she looked at me and she said, "It's like meditation."
And in that moment I understood that everything I had gone to Thailand to look for, to search for, I had it already in my singing -- the calm, but alertness, the focus, but awareness, and being totally in the moment.
When you're totally in the moment -- when I'm totally in the moment, the vessel of expression is open.
The emotions can flow from me to you and back.
It's an extremely profound experience.
There's a piece by a composer, an American composer called John Cage.
It's called "Aria."
It was written for an amazing singer called Cathy Berberian.
And the thing about this piece that's so special -- if you see it behind me -- it's not notated in any way.
No notes, no flats, no sharps.
But it's a kind of structure.
And the singer, within this structure, has total freedom to be creative, spontaneous.
For example, there are different colors and each color gets a different type of singing -- pop, country and western, opera, jazz -- and you just have to be consistent with that color.
You see there are different lines.
You choose in your own tempo in your own way to follow the line, but you must respect it, more or less.
And these little dots, these represent a sort of sound that's not a vocal, not a lyrical way of expressing the voice.
Using the body -- it could be sneezing, it could be coughing, animals -- Clapping, whatever.
And there's different text.
There's Armenian, Russian, French, English, Italian.
So within this structure, one is free.
To me, this piece is an ode to the voice, because it's mysterious, as we can see.
It's quite spontaneous.
And it's primal.
So I would like to share this piece with you, It's "Aria," of John Cage.
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Then, Seiya vigilantly proceeded up into the room. After discovering nothing dangerous, he gave the rest a sign and climbed the stairs.
Upon reaching the second floor, they were greeted with the same wide room as before with the addition of some human shadow. That being said, there werenât that many of them and they werenât particularly strong either.
When Seiya tried to castãDark Waveãin their direction, he was stopped by Selena.
ãLeave them to us. We will show you our resolveã
ãShall we do it? ã
ãLetâs goã
The student council moved to demonstrate their resolve to Seiya.
Selena pulled out her magic guns and run towards the center of the room. The enemy soldier that stood there was surprised at her sudden appearance but immediately pulled out his own gun and tried to pull the trigger.
However, no bullets left his barrel. The reason being, he wasnât able to pull the trigger.
Looking closely at the gun, its trigger part was frozen. Of course, it was Aishi who did that.
Selena released the red mana bullets towards the defenseless enemy soldiers decimating them one after another.
And Monaâs knives decimated those, lucky enough to survive.
ãThis is our resolveã
ãHow about this?ã
ãWe can do itã
Towards the student council members and their daring appearance, Seiya said with a smile.
ãYouâve passed. Your resolve is true, no doubtã
Hearing his approval, the student council rejoiced. However, Seiyaâs words didnât end with just that.
ãBut you took too much time. We wonât be able to maintain secrecy like thisã []ãUh........ã
Groaned Selena.
ãWhatever. This brings an end to our cover. From now on, we shall go with fanfareã
ãããããEh? ããããã
Seiya grinned and lifted his hands towards the ceiling. No one understood what was happening. However, Seiya didnât mind and activated the spell.
ãLetâs go.ãDark Cannonãã
ãAre you kidding me!?ã
Accompanying Selenaâs voice, the ceiling above them disappeared. Seiya spell, as its name suggests, was a simple spell that fired mana of the dark attribute forward.
By doing this, he made everything up to the th floor disappear. Of course, there were plenty of enemy soldiers on those floors but they disappeared without a trace.
ãHey, lolicon! It was an overkill however you look at itã
ãSeiya, you overdid things........ã
ãSeiya, it was amazing! ã
ãThis is.......I donât have any words to describe itã
ãAmazing.....ã
They complained about Seiyaâs rough approach but it was a fact that the number of enemy soldiers decreased considerably. However, at the same time, their team was discovered and the rest of the enemy soldiers started descending under the sounds of the alarm.
When Seiya tried to climb higher, he noticed a certain something.
ãCrap, there are no stairsã
The rest couldnât understand what he was saying. Looking in a direction of the stairway, they found nothing except for the now beautiful and smooth surface of the tower.
ãHey, what have you done?ã
ãRelax, We have Lily. If you donât mind, Lilyã
ãAll right! Come! Gedo-chan! ã
Once Lily said that, a big water sphere appeared and transformed into the water dragon. The team immediately climbed on the back of the dragon made out of water and flew towards the upper floors.
ãEliminate all the enemies as we fly upã
Saying that, Seiya released oneãDark Waveãafter another annihilating the enemy troops.
Yua created the Yurial and released the arrows of light destroying the enemies around them. Lily too pierced the enemies with the water laser.
Selena, with her magic guns, Mona, with her flying knives, and Aishi, with her ice projectiles. They kept robbing the enemies of their lives.
Only after reaching the th floor and getting off Gedo-chan did they proceed on foot.
A lot of enemies awaited them in that room. In a room that was much wider that before, about 0 soldiers of a greater than before strength waited for them with their weapons ready.
ãApparently, the enemies are prepared for our arrivalã
Said Seiya as he summoned his favorite swords, the Hollins. Yua took a stance with her rapier, Yuriel, instead of her bow, Yurial. Lily and the rest also assumed battle positions.
Right before everyone sprang into action, Seiya said.
ãThe one, who defeats the least amount of enemies, is going to buy everyoneâs lunch for a week when we return to the Leiria Kingdomã
As he said that, he activatedãMantle of Lightã, explosively accelerated, and went forward destroying the enemies in his way.
ãSeiya, unfair.......ã
Saying so, Yua activatedãSingle Lightãand went to destroy the enemies. The enemies stabbed by the Yuriel didnât die immediately. However, in a moment they burst from the inside in a gruesome manner.
It was just an act of Yua filling the enemies with mana of the light attribute and causing them to explode from the inside but the enemies, who werenât aware of the light attribute, were in terror.
ãLily wonât lose!ã
Lily released one water laser after another accurately piercing their hearts. The enemy soldiers could only see the appearance of Lily penetrating 10 people with one water laser as merciless.
Gazing at this spectacle, Mona suddenly said.
ãMona?ã
ãThis is a fight with our lives on the line. We resolved ourselves to come here. The same goes for our opponent. It seems that our resolve is still too weak.
Here, in this place, I shall demonstrate my resolve one again. I wonât hesitate any longer. Besides, I donât want to be the one to buy everyoneâs lunch for a weekã
Said Mona with a smile, pointed at the enemies with her cane, and cast her magic.
ãTempestã
Myriad of knives flew in the air destroying the enemies one after another. There was no hesitation in their movements, just the intent to defeat the enemy.
ãMona......ã
ãSelena-senpai. Letâs do itã
ãAishi? ã
ãThis is not the Leiria Kingdom. I think that we were too naive. Thatâs why Iâm going to do itã
ãAishiã
Aishi said as such and made an ice creation. Twin swords. With the twin swords in her hands, Aishi plunged in the midst of enemies.
She cut down the enemy soldiers one after another with her twin swords and, once someone got behind her back, she changed her swords into the katana and pierced him.
After that, she changed it into a spear, ax, knife and many other weapons destroying the enemies in the process.
Watching the two, Selena became aware of her own naivety. Regarding this plan, Selena thought that she had the biggest resolve of everyone present. However, in reality, she had the smallest one.
(I canât continue like that. My goal is to save my mother)
Selena made a decision. No more hesitation.
ãThe abyss of the fire maiden, manifestãAtosãã
SelenaâsãAtosã, as if to respond to her determination, fiercely branched towards the enemy.
The red laser and its twenty thousand branches hit the enemies burning their bodies. The enemies tried to avoid the laser but sineãAtosãwas of the tracking type, their efforts bore no fruit.
The red laser burned the enemies one after another.
In such a manner, the enemies were annihilated. Seiya and the rest, who were the main reason of their annihilation, climbed the stairs to the next floor. On the way, Seiya suddenly said.
ãAccording to my calculations, bird woman killed the least. Bird woman, once we return our lunches are on youã
ãWhy is that!?ã
ãWhy, she said. Because you defeated the least amount of enemiesã
ãSelena-senpai, youâve got itã
ãThanks.........ã
ãThanks, big sister Selena! ã
ãEh? Were you serious back then? ã
ãOf courseã
They arrived at the seventeenth floor as they had such a conversation. However, different from the previous floors, it wasnât wide and only had two doors.
ãApparently, we need to split up into two teams here
ãLooks like itã
For a moment, everyoneâs faces became serious. That was also a proof of the student councilâs newfound determination.
ãAll right then, how should we split....?ã
Thought Seiya as he stared at everyoneâs faces. Since they showed their intention to follow his arrangement, Seiya split the team in the most efficient and safe manner.
ãConsidering the possibility of encountering the dark element it is better for me and Yua to act separately. Also, Lily, who can transmit information without a telepathy stone, should join Yuaâs team.......ã
Until this point, the division happened easily. The problem comes after.
Who should join Yua and Lily? Normally he should have chosen Aishi with her weapon skills but considering her affinity with Lily it could become a problem.
On the other hand, choosing Selena is troublesome in its own way. Thus, Mona became the natural choice.
ãMona, join Yua and Lilyã
ãUnderstoodã
At that time, Seiya didnât know. He shouldnât have put Mona and Lily on the same team.
ãThat settles it. I donât think I need to remind you but our operationâs goal is to rescue Moka Fenix. As soon as you discover Moka Fenix, immediately report and retreat. Avoid needless fighting as much as possible. You arenât permitted to dieã
ãYeah, I understandã
Like that, everyone separated and entered their respective doors.
Right before opening the door, Yua hugged Seiya, whisperedãcheating is prohibitedãin his ear, and left after a deep kiss, as well as some other things occurred, however, Moka Fenix rescue operation finally entered its second stage.
Seiya, Selena, Aishi
Yua, Lily, Mona
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I don't live there.
But I did journey on a 27,000-mile trip for two years, to the fastest-growing and whitest counties in America.
What is a Whitopia?
I define Whitopia in three ways: First, a Whitopia has posted at least six percent population growth since 2000.
Secondly, the majority of that growth comes from white migrants.
And third, the Whitopia has an ineffable charm, a pleasant look and feel, a je Ne sais quoi.
To learn how and why Whitopias are ticking, I immersed myself for several months apiece in three of them: first, St. George, Utah; second, Coeur d'Alene, Idaho; and third, Forsyth County, Georgia.
First stop, St. George -- a beautiful town of red rock landscapes.
In the 1850s, Brigham Young dispatched families to St. George to grow cotton because of the hot, arid climate.
And so they called it Utah's Dixie, and the name sticks to this day.
I approached my time in each Whitopia like an anthropologist.
I made detailed spreadsheets of all the power brokers in the communities, who I needed to meet, where I needed to be, and I threw myself with gusto in these communities.
I went to zoning board meetings, I went to Democratic clubs and Republican clubs.
I went to poker nights.
In St. George, I rented a home at the Entrada, one of the town's premier gated communities.
There were no Motel 6's or Howard Johnsons for me.
I lived in Whitopia as a resident, and not like a visitor.
I rented myself this home by phone.
Golf is the perfect seductive symbol of Whitopia.
When I went on my journey, I had barely ever held a golf club.
By the time I left, I was golfing at least three times a week.
Golf helps people bond.
Some of the best interviews I ever scored during my trip were on the golf courses.
One venture capitalist, for example, invited me to golf in his private club that had no minority members.
I also went fishing.
Because I had never fished, this fellow had to teach me how to cast my line and what bait to use.
I also played poker every weekend.
It was Texas Hold 'em with a $10 buy-in.
My poker mates may have been bluffing about the hands that they drew, but they weren't bluffing about their social beliefs.
Some of the most raw, salty conversations I ever had during my journey were at the poker table.
I'm a gung ho entertainer.
I love to cook, I hosted many dinner parties, and in return, people invited me to their dinner parties, and to their barbecues, and to their pool parties, and to their birthday parties.
But it wasn't all fun.
Immigration turned out to be a big issue in this Whitopia.
The St. George's Citizens Council on Illegal Immigration held regular and active protests against immigration, and so what I gleaned from this Whitopia is what a hot debate this would become.
It was a real-time preview, and so it has become.
Next stop: Almost Heaven, a cabin I rented for myself in Coeur d'Alene, in the beautiful North Idaho panhandle.
I rented this place for myself, also by phone.
The book "A Thousand Places To See Before You Die" lists Coeur d'Alene -- it's a gorgeous paradise for huntsmen, boatmen and fishermen.
My growing golf skills came in handy in Coeur d'Alene.
I golfed with retired LAPD cops.
In 1993, around 11,000 families and cops fled Los Angeles after the L.A. racial unrest, for North Idaho, and they've built an expatriated community.
Given the conservatism of these cops, there's no surprise that North Idaho has a strong gun culture.
In fact, it is said, North Idaho has more gun dealers than gas stations.
So what's a resident to do to fit in?
I hit the gun club.
When I rented a gun, the gentleman behind the counter was perfectly pleasant and kind, until I showed him my New York City driver's license.
That's when he got nervous.
I'm not as bad a shot as I thought I might have been.
What I learned from North Idaho is the peculiar brand of paranoia that can permeate a community when so many cops and guns are around.
In North Idaho, in my red pickup truck, I kept a notepad.
And in that notepad I counted more Confederate flags than black people.
In North Idaho, I found Confederate flags on key chains, on cellphone paraphernalia, and on cars.
About a seven-minute drive from my hidden lake cabin was the compound of Aryan Nations, the white supremacist group.
America's Promise Ministries, the religious arm of Aryan Nations, happened to have a three-day retreat during my visit.
So I decided to crash it.
I'm the only non-Aryan journalist I'm aware of ever to have done so.
Among the many memorable episodes of that retreat...
...is when Abe, an Aryan, sidled up next to me.
He slapped my knee, and he said, "Hey Rich, I just want you to know one thing.
We are not white supremacists. We are white separatists.
We don't think we're better than you, we just want to be away from you."
Indeed, most white people in Whitopia are neither white supremacists or white separatists; in fact, they're not there for explicitly racial reasons at all.
Rather, they emigrate there for friendliness, comfort, security, safety -- reasons that they implicitly associate to whiteness in itself.
Next stop was Georgia.
In Georgia, I stayed in an exurb north of Atlanta.
In Utah, I found poker; in Idaho, I found guns; in Georgia, I found God.
The way that I immersed myself in this Whitopia was to become active at First Redeemer Church, a megachurch that's so huge that it has golf carts to escort the congregants around its many parking lots on campus.
I was active in the youth ministry.
And for me, personally, I was more comfortable in this Whitopia than say, in a Colorado, or an Idaho, or even a suburban Boston.
That is because [there], in Georgia, white people and black people are more historically familiar to one another.
I was less exotic in this Whitopia.
But what does it all mean?
Whitopian dreaming, Whitopia migration, is a push-pull phenomenon, full of alarming pushes and alluring pulls, and Whitopia operates at the level of conscious and unconscious bias.
It's possible for people to be in Whitopia not for racist reasons, though it has racist outcomes. Many Whitopians feel pushed by illegals, social welfare abuse, minorities, density, crowded schools.
Many Whitopians feel pulled by merit, freedom, the allure of privatism -- privatized places, privatized people, privatized things.
And I learned in Whitopia how a country can have racism without racists.
Many of my smug urban liberal friends couldn't believe I would go on such a venture.
The reality is that many white Americans are affable and kind.
Interpersonal race relations -- how we treat each other as human beings -- are vastly better than in my parents' generation.
Can you imagine me going to Whitopia 40 years ago?
What a journey that would have been.
And yet, some things haven't changed.
America is as residentially and educationally segregated today as it was in 1970.
As Americans, we often find ways to cook for each other, to dance with each other, to host with each other, but why can't that translate into how we treat each other as communities?
It's a devastating irony, how we have gone forward as individuals, and backwards as communities.
One of the Whitopian outlooks that really hit me was a proverbial saying: "One black man is a delightful dinner guest; 50 black men is a ghetto."
One of the big contexts animating my Whitopian journey was the year 2042.
By 2042, white people will no longer be the American majority.
As such, will there be more Whitopias?
In looking at this, the danger of Whitopia is that the more segregation we have, the less we can look at and confront conscious and unconscious bias.
I ventured on my two-year, 27,000 mile journey to learn where, why, and how white people are fleeing, but I didn't expect to have so much fun on my journey.
I didn't expect to learn so much about myself.
I don't expect I'll be living in a Whitopia -- or a Blacktopia, for that matter.
I do plan to continue golfing every chance I get.
And I'll just have to leave the guns and megachurches back in Whitopia.
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