[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

In her previous lives before she became Garcia, she seemed to have had the huge power to turn the clouds into clouds and rain, and the whole world into her sleeves.

But after several reincarnations, it seems that he has long forgotten how to do it.

Without that growth environment, even if she wanted to try to usurp the throne again, she would be powerless.

Now she is Garcia, a poor little girl who worked desperately for the daily food of her family of three. Because of her kindness, she saved someone and got a qualitative change.

At the very least, I can get rid of all kinds of messy shit.

The first time she ate deliciously toasted white bread, she took a bite and was stunned for a while, then swallowed the bread desperately, then broke it into pieces, soaked it in milk, and gave herself three-year-old bread. Brother feed it down.

She was assigned to a department in this small town that seemed to be in charge of logistics.

Washing, cooking, cleaning...all the trivial things are done by these strong and healthy women.

She doesn't want to live a life like this.

After handing over her younger brother to those who are responsible for raising young children, she doesn't have to worry about what her mother can do. Naturally, someone will make arrangements for her properly.

Do you want to play with the children? Anyway, she was a child in the first place.

The worst thing was that those who learned that this acquired mentally handicapped woman was her mother looked at Garcia.

Garcia hated the look of sympathy and pity and all that.

What surged in her heart was a fire of hatred that she didn't know the cause, and even she herself loathed it.

"What's wrong?"

If she asked this question to the leader of the small town—the blond young man named Giotto, he would probably just use his gentle smile and obviously deceitful words to make her leave in peace.

But she is definitely not someone who can be easily deceived by such words.

So, she went to find the young man who brought her to this harmonious and peaceful town——

The black-haired young man named Sivnora stared at the little girl who dared to run over to ask him this question with inorganic eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, told her: "It's this world."

"Then why no one is going to change the world."

"We're working on it."

"too slow."

She looked up at this man who still looked extremely cold under the sunlight.

"I also want to help."

"So, what will you do?"

He didn't feel that children were in the way, and he didn't say "children don't need to go to the battlefield." He just asked her this question like Giotto.

"As long as I aim at the target, I will not hesitate to shoot."

"That's not enough."

Sivnora shook her head, but saw the little girl in front of her who didn't take a step back.

Decided to give her a chance.

"Since you want to fight, then this answer is considered qualified."

Half a year after Garcia arrived in this small town, he finally showed a sincere smile.

She was fed up with sewing and mending, and she was fed up with washing and cooking.

No matter which life she was in, she had never done such a worthless thing.

She never depends on others for her destiny.

Even if she had to die, she would die by her own choice, and she would never be forced to die because of someone else's choice.

Of course Giotto didn't know that his brother Sivnora brought a 12-year-old girl with him just to teach her how to kill.

He was just very relieved that after his brother disappeared for half a month that time, he finally met a child who would not be afraid of him.

Saving grace is such a wonderful thing.

"Sivnora is not a villain." Giotto said to Garcia, who was holding a stack of documents in his hands, "he just can't express his feelings. So, people who meet Sivnora for the first time now think he is very scary. Thank you And you are not afraid of him."

Garcia simply replied to Giotto: "One cannot step into the same river twice in one's life."

After speaking, she hugged the document and ran all the way in the corridor, just to win back the time wasted by Giotto.

Priests, sons of nobles, leaders of intelligence organizations from other countries, warriors from foreign countries, nobles from their own country, daughters of nobles, ordinary civilians, hostile forces...

From children to adults, Giotto has a natural aura that can bring everyone together around him.

Benevolent, kind, firm, and powerful—in the eyes of the civilians he protects under his rule, his whole person is a radiant image.

—He was probably the kind of natural leader.

For Garcia, who can assemble the parts into a fully usable firearm in one minute, 1 ways to kill him quietly crossed his mind vaguely.

It's a pity that these methods have been reincarnated for too many lives, and I have long forgotten how to make changes according to the actual situation.

Fortunately, the Sivnora she decided to follow wasn't the kind of legend who would turn enemies into allies.

This kind of legend will only appear once every 100 years, but the reality is that completely destroying the enemy is the most correct approach.

Walking through the dark and low corridor, and came to the torture room where the wailing sound was endless, Garcia took out one of the two guns, pointed the muzzle of the gun at the prisoner who refused to speak, and did not speak, just shot one after another , Aim at his joints and pull the trigger.

Ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, shoulders.Fire every 25 seconds -- enough time for the pain to kick in.

If you don’t say it again, then aim at the original wound and do it again.

Usually the confession can be obtained before the end of the first round, and the information not obtained in the first round can be obtained not long after the second round begins.

After the second round, before he can speak, he shoots the lungs, and waits for the lung lobes to be pierced and die slowly and painfully.

Usually, when a person dies like this, the second person watching will be so frightened that he even tells about how old he was when he peeped at a woman in the shower.

"If you don't say it, you will die. And how can you die so cheaply? Bullets also cost money."

Garcia originally thought of using ice picks instead of bullets, and the effect of large torn wounds might be better.

But after Sivnora gave her the two pistols for the first time and told her what she must remember when using guns, she has declined close contact with the enemy since then.

She is a woman, born with a physical disadvantage in her sex.

Thank humans for inventing guns, as long as you can pull the trigger, you can easily kill people.

When Giotto saw Garcia's thin figure in Sivnora's combat unit, he probably regretted letting this little girl get along with Sivnora.

Originally, it was impossible for Sivnora to have ordinary clerks who were purely doing odd jobs.

Sivnora's subordinates are pure, elite combat squads with the goal of complete destruction.

Garcia is the youngest employee in it, and after a few years, he will be the oldest one besides Sivnora.

Her younger brother—Antony—named by the woman who raised him—was a Giotto disciple through and through.

He believes that only Giotto's ideas can change this crazy and sick war world.

In Anthony's eyes, Giotto is not only the leader of the self-defense force in the town, but also the holy son sent by God to save mankind.What's worse, his idea of ​​using Giotto as a religion has become a popular idea in the town protected by Giotto.

However, the continuous domestic wars in various places have proved that the fastest and best way in this world is to have powerful force.

Whoever has stronger force will have more right to speak.

With the most powerful force, one can have a dictatorial voice.

Garcia had once seen Sivnora use that power of fire.It was the time when he incinerated the bullets fired at him with flames.

It was only later that she discovered that the seemingly miraculous invincible power that time was just a miracle made by various coincidences.

At the very least, from time to time, she needs to play a guest role as a nurse, and when she is in charge of bandaging the wounds of the wounded, Sivnora will always appear in the category of the wounded.

It cannot be used for a long time, and it is not stable.

God knows if using this kind of flame is overdrafting future life.

Anyway, Garcia thinks it's a good thing that Sivnora doesn't use this kind of flame much.

But Giotto put on strange rings with his other six companions one day.

The flames burning on those rings, although different in color, seemed to Garcia to be the same type of power as the flames used by Sivnora.

Why no copy of Sivnora?

Garcia thinks this is not just a problem of the limited number of rings, but a deeper reason.

Even if she has completely forgotten the specific implementation method of seeking to usurp the throne, she still retains an intuitive sense of smell.She sensed that something was about to happen.