Hermit Wizard

“True, type. When I stayed at Yoon Min-jun's house, you ate a lot of these unusual metals, didn't you? After returning, I found a strangely tempered mackerel () and pulsations (). Now I put it in a public warehouse in McGae, but I don't think it's right to give it back to him. Even though all the taboos are gone, it's a useless energy for humans anyway, and you'll find the usefulness of the substance itself. Why don't you hand it over together when you deliver the secondary support? ”

Yue nodded.

“Yeah, that would be right. Keep it safe. ”

“Oh, there, the great jugular vein. ”

The pearl house is covered in a dark complexion.

“Why don't you hand it over, just to the extent that it's a metal that's made out of the elasticity of the Mac? I don't think I need to explain how I made it. ”

“Let's do that. ”

“Oh, I think we're almost there. ”

Garam approached the window and said,

“I can see the river far away. ”

The pearl house also looked at her side and said together.

“Ah, you can see Yoon's house! ”

Strength gathers around her eyes, and her enhanced vision accurately captures one of the apartment complexes that looks smaller than a matchpack.

“So, you concluded that the elders were no longer aware of Yoon? ”

“I see.”

“Is it believable? ”

Yue shakes his head while thinking for a moment. A month ago, when there was a battle with xenophobia from another world, Parvash refused to accompany Garam and the pearl family. They were both a few hundred years old because they could be caught in the brains of a fake god.

Because of this, they didn't see any gaps in the open space in Yoon Min-jun's chest. Yoon Min-jun refused to give Yu a detailed explanation of it, and Yu also returned to the backgrounder and informed only a few of the town's elders.

“How can trust be built up in the morning? We believe in the force to be applied to each other as long as we have completed the wording of the agreement. But it would mean more than just that this relationship was built on the foundation of goodwill and coordination, not malice or hostility. ”

“Trust · · ·. ”

“But this is the position of the whole town, and it's my personal position, isn't it? Without him, I would have been snatched away by a demon. And even if that's not the case, I think I'm someone who can trust him. ”

The pearl house heard from Yooseong about what happened after returning to the backlog. That heterosexual power was of a kind she had never imagined. Ability to manipulate the mind by erasing the most trusted being and turning the object into himself.

What is the object if it is the seed of its dominance? Can trust in a doubtless typewriter exist in his heart? Even if diarrhea exists, what does it mean to be a mind if it collapses at one point in time?

The pearl house, which had a complicated idea, asked Yooseong.

“What about the report? ”

“That's it. There will be no more work to report on this, no more instruction. ”

The Pearl House nods.

She and Garam wrote a report of the inquiry a few weeks ago and submitted it to the elders. Everything that Yoon Min-jun saw and observed. In the case of Garam, Yoon Min-jun's dream was also analyzed.

As most dreams do, there is no real interpretation of the scene in the dream because of its unlikely connection and incomprehensible symbols. At least it was possible to determine to what extent he seemed to have come into contact with a powerful and fearsome being as a child.

As long as the contract was amended after the end of the event to prohibit the collection of dreams about each other (there was a strong protest by Yoon Min-jun in the process, and the size of the support was greatly increased in return), it would remain the only observation record of his dreams.

While seniors were not satisfied with the report produced through this process, it seems that once they dug up their identity, they stopped.

The pearl house consults quietly. In order for that trust to be created between the two groups in this situation, what alternative conditions should be more fulfilled? Even if it's not enough to be the seed of domination.

Feeling the altitude dropping, the pearl house awoke from a brief contemplation.

* * *

“Mm-hmm. Knock it off. ”

I'm sitting on the terrace of my house staring at my laptop.

White is a page to be filled out, black is a letter to be filled out, but the screen I'm looking at is too short of black plots.

“Ah, it's been a long time since I graduated from school, so I realized it again. I'm not really good at writing! ”

[· · · Is that so difficult? I don't think it's that easy to remember a seven-year-old.]

“No, there are more incidents than I thought. But I kept getting stuck because I was going to write it in detail and explain it. ”

I have to admit, it's harder than I thought!

“Well, so how old was I when I moved to Ulsan and came back to Seoul? ”

I am writing to the word file in chronological order while squeezing my memory. From the first memory I had left in my head to the year just before I met Parvasse. This amount was within the range set by Parvash and me. I don't know how the story rolls when I actually summon him to sign a contract.

I'm typing one person with the feeling of pooping blood, and Parvasse asks.

[Isn't that too bad? No matter how short of a memory.]

“Don't ask me that. ”

I struggle to keep my eyes off the monitor and not make a gloomy voice.

“I've already decided. I'll do everything I can. ”

[· · · · · ·.]

“And, it's okay. · · · Just write it down like this. I'm gonna read it, memorize it, and I'm gonna write it back in my memory. ”

[Chuckles] Yeah.]

“The only thing we need to worry about right now is if he's not satisfied with this. Wouldn't you rather be happy if you succeeded at this rate? ”

[Roger that. I'm not taking this out now.]

That way, keep Parvash's mouth shut and start concentrating on what he was doing again.

How long has it been? I felt the 'miracle’ that I've been waiting for.

“Oh, here we go. ”

I woke up on my laptops.

His eyes were also dizzy. I'm going to have to do this today.

[There he comes.]

I nodded and looked at the night sky that spread beyond the veranda window.

The cool light emitted by the full moon burns the shadows of the clouds. But my gaze is not on the moon, but on something else flying through the night sky. I saw hundreds of meteors crossing the sky with their tails so bright, clear, and total natural color that the moonlight was colourless.

A magnificent sight not to be seen by ordinary humans. I chased a horde of light that descended in the direction of the river beyond my sight, leaving a beautiful remnant.

“Neighborhood life won't be long, but I have to go and get the bread myself. Now that the transfer is over safely, I should ask you to let go of the secondary support. ”

Then all that's left is to learn the magic of using dreams, which I'm holding back now. I've been studying the other side lately. Even if you know the dimensional coordinates, it is not difficult to use them to set up the first call to existence.

[In fact, isn't the street too far to call a neighbor now?]

“It's within the scope of the shepherd's shield, anyway. It's a shield to get rid of it as soon as it's ready. ”

As I said, the period between me and the Green Village will not be long.

The contract with them is important for the maintenance of the shield on the channel, because it doesn't matter if the shepherd shield is maintained. It was all about opening the way for a while when they started the big move.

“I'm not going to live here anymore, so you don't have to keep any more shepherd shields. ”

After identifying the possibility that a fake god's walk might have been exposed to at least two or more groups, I decided to move as far away from the Marpo Bridge as possible.

The country will have no evidence to reveal its identity to them, so it will not be a matter of great urgency, but it will be more focused on the area, so there is no need to stay put.

Although the shepherd's shield is a shame, I intend to create a new one in Migration this time by upgrading the properties and functionality of the shield further.

It's not going to happen in a few days. What I plan to do now is build a shield that strengthens the boundary function and selective response, not the kind that ignorantly blocks it as it is today. It's going to take a while to weave the spells.

The problem is to convince the mother and sister who live in another house in this shield area to move in. · · · How to solve this is the most troublesome now.

I was astonished to find myself thinking that I might be able to induce myself to do what I want by putting the implication that I would have to move to two people if I were a fake god. And I feel so bad that I'm consciously avoiding it now.

No matter how safe I and my family are, there are boroughs I shouldn't touch. I don't think I can find a way to convince or induce a director in any way.

It is not my family that I should abandon my humanity.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The object of thought changes, and I quietly observe the anger that fills my mind.

[· · · · Min Joon?]

When Parvasse saw that my eyes had changed, he called my name, and when he had no answer, he no longer spoke.

Have I ever, in my entire life, blown up a madness that seems to have lost me? Have you ever felt the flesh of your whole body boiling like blood?

I have felt the horror of battle and survival instincts and the anger and killing of those who have tried to harm me so far.

As for the Savior? It seems to me to be the object of a great natural disaster, so the fear was greater. Rather than be angry against the earthquake and typhoon, I would be frustrated and angry about my destiny to be swept away by it.

But right now, I'm feeling a new feeling I've never felt before.

Hundreds of portals have been opened in this world, but I think I can somehow survive. If we do this, we'll run to the dimension of the Del Giant. The Earth has become a mess, but it still feels safer for my individual than ever before.

The supernatural horror that threatens me, the earth where the transcendent presence has been erased.

By the way, we now know. The fact that there are those who think I have completely escaped, that there will be no longer any connection in my life, that there are those who are trying to recall that fear.

If the Savior rises, I may learn the Dimensional Leap magic again in preparation for it. Until you master the magic completely, you can avoid the ‘power of the echo' of the Savior and keep shielding the Earth, or you can live by shielding the other dimensions in case he takes the penalty and sprinkles the 'power of the pottery’ all over the Earth.

But what if I can stop it in the first place?

I do not know how the regeneration of the Old Testament is possible in the alternative. But at least it is certain that those who are planning and executing the process of regeneration will not be the dead saviors themselves.

I felt an indignation toward the earthly traffickers, who had only now become aware of their existence.

Squeeze your fist unconsciously until your blood is gone.

All possible means will be used. Even if you have to throw away something precious because of it.

And all available targets will be used. with or without trust.

Yes, as Parvasse said, I'm a coward asshole. But he knows the sweet taste of liberation.

If anyone tries to put that fear in my eyes again,

When the life-threatening object is within my eye level, the torturers will know how thoroughly and readily that asshole can be poisoned.

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