I Was a Small Fish When I Reincarnated, but It Seems That I Can Become a Dragon, so I Will Do My Best - Extra Chapter 146

So, I’ll use the suffix when it’s in conversation, and won’t use them if it’s not.

5-29. Convergence

The woman lay unmoving, still under our watchful gaze. She showed no signs of stirring, seemingly unconscious. Amariaz and I exchanged glances.

“Uh, so this is…”

“I think the person who was controlling her with magic was the one we just dealt with. I’d like to interrogate her if possible… but first, let’s check if she’s alive,” Amariaz responded.

Having gauged that it was safe, we approached the woman. Amariaz took her pulse and nodded toward me—she was alive. It seemed likely she had been controlled, and the magic used against us clearly possessed a skill-level potency.

If that magic was a pseudo-skill… then it’s plausible she was a test subject for some experiment. Almost certainly so.

She could be a valuable source of information. Though she’s unconscious now, if she’s broken free from her controller’s influence, we might be able to question her once things settle down. However, with the current chaos… Bombs were still falling, and even the angels had begun to move. The soldiers’ efforts seemed futile.

Considering it’s an angelic invasion, they’re using Thekil’s magical tools alongside their skills. Regular soldiers are outmatched. We don’t have the power to change the tide either, but this woman is important. We must talk to her later, no matter what.

“Amariaz, what should we do? Staying here might get us attacked.”

“Ugh, we have more things to handle now… Let’s take her with us! The angels have seen us, and something might have happened with Ouren-san. It’s better to regroup and share information!”

“Alright, let’s head to Ouren-san then!”

“You carry her!” Amariaz directed.

So it’s on me. Fine, I can handle it. I hoisted the unconscious woman over my shoulder. Given the situation, she’d have to endure a somewhat rough ride. Amariaz used ‘Spatial Awareness’ to locate Ouren, pointed, and then led the way.

The effect of Mom’s skill had worn off, so we moved normally. As we ran cautiously, I glimpsed flattened areas from bombings and saw several fleeing townsfolk. Though the explosions had ceased, there were numerous casualties.

While running, I called out to Amariaz, “What exactly are the angels trying to achieve by using people like this?”

“They’re adjusting pseudo-skills to implant in humans. The presence of a controller is concerning… it might not be perfected yet.”

“Do they have to destroy inhabited areas to do it?”

“The experiments are secondary. Their main goal is the collapse of the Potodera Dungeon. But that’s not going to happen now.”

Thanks to Ouren’s ‘Earth Spirit,’ the ground was solidified. No matter how many explosions occur, the Potodera Dungeon won’t collapse.

And amid this chaos, they’re conducting pseudo-skill experiments. But Amariaz suspected there’s more to it than just that. The situation seemed far more complex.

“For now, we need to share information to understand anything. Let’s hope Ouren-san and Karna-san have discovered something.”

“…”

I couldn’t suppress my anger toward the angels. Clenching my teeth, I compared this territory to the Oni village. No one could have foreseen this disaster.

Innocent people were suffering because of the angels’ schemes. The woman on my back was also a victim. If she was used for pseudo-skill experiments, she was as much a victim as anyone else. Though she attacked us, she was controlled—she bears no guilt.

Amariaz noticed my grim expression, glanced sideways at me, then refocused ahead.

“I get what you’re feeling. But remember, we’re up against angels. We don’t know their true objectives, their numbers, the extent of their influence, their base, or the level of their magical tools.”

What’s beyond the creation of pseudo-skills remains unknown. Any useful details might be in the documents we collected from the church, but it’s doubtful. The angels had kept their activities hidden for four centuries. Such top-secret information wouldn’t be left lying around.

At most, the documents might reveal how many people in this region are influenced by the angels.

“That’s why the information from the person you’re carrying is crucial. Don’t let her die.”

“…Got it.”

I pressed on, increasing my pace. I could finally sense Ouren’s presence, making it possible to navigate without Amariaz’s guidance. Running straight ahead, I noticed Mom approaching.

Next to her, I saw the bodies of two angels lying at Ouren’s feet.