Editing Amaryllis in the Ice Country:Chapter 6 (section)

===Part 5===

“…Huh?”

At first, we’re unable to understand his words.

“Wipe out…humans?”

“Yes.”

Chief nods again.

“I shall say it again. I do think humans should be wiped out.”

“Erm, Chief.”

“What?”

“Please stop with the lousy joke. ‘Humans’ here refer to ‘masters’, right? This is an unpleasant one.”

I chide, “Yeah, this isn’t funny at all.” Viscaria too adds in. Götz nods away in approval. Eisbahn alone doesn’t say anything, merely giving Chief a sidelong look.

“Not a joke…this is the proof.”

Chief opens his mouth, and with a pop, spits out something. It’s about the size of a little gemstone, with a round button at the top.

“If this is pressed, the Snow White will be destroyed—thus, humans will be wiped out.”



“…Eh?”

We’re looking at the ‘button’ before the Chief in unison. There is a clear case at the top, covering it.

“This switch will stop all energy supply to the Snow White. Once twelve hours pass, it will be wrecked, unsalvageable.”

“Chief!”

I cry out,

“What nonsense are you saying!? Wearing out humans? Destroy the Snow White? Enough already! Our mission is to protect the Snow White, isn’t it? And now you want to destroy it!? Are you crazy!?”

“Am not. Over the past hundred years, I’ve been thinking, wondering. Are humans worth keeping alive? Is there really purpose is sacrificing the innocent, hardworking villagers to protect the humans?”

“Wh-what are you saying…?”

I’m rattled. I have a feeling that my existence is completely denied. I really couldn’t believe that the most elderly in the village, Chief Chamomile said these words.

“U-us robots…work for masters, live for masters. This is why we live for, right?”

“That has been the case till now. But from now, there’s no need for it.”

“How…”

“You saw it, didn’t you? The ‘footage’ of humans killing each other.”

“Th-that is…”

For a moment, I’m speechless. The reviling memory appears in my mind. The two groups of people growling, buzzing, facing off, shooting, the whirlwind of blood blobs—massacres—the Snow White that went underground—the people who were abandoned—the cold wave that struck.”

“Wait, Chief.”

Viscaria interrupts,

“Please explain by going through the points. Either way, destroying or wiping out is too serious a topic here.”

“Hm, certainly…now then.”

And so, Chief sits back on the sofa, seemingly ready to get on point.

“Let me tell you <i>the truth to this world.</i>”