Main Character Hides His Strength

Marrakia soon learned of her reality.

“Huh? You...?! Aaaahhh!!"

When Kim Sung-cheol's eyes met, Marakir panicked and hid into his egg again.

But the already broken shell no longer perfectly conceals him.

“What's going on here? ”

Marrakia cautiously asks as she covers her head with a shell.

“You're fine.”

Kim Sung-cheol looked at Marrakia and said briefly.

The figure of the book next to him, Bertelgia, also said in a very clever manner.

“Yes, you look fine. ”

Over time, Marrakia regained her composure.

He raises his shell slowly and utters in an unnecessarily good voice.

“Where am I? I see an unknown ceiling for a while. How many years of vitality? ”

“I've never heard of such a sign. Marrakia.”

Kim Sung-cheol replied with a grave tone.

“This is the eastern city. And it's only been a year since I met you. ”

“A year..? That's all you got? ”

Marrakia quickly bows her head and gazes at her body and feathers. I see nothing but black feathers.

Marrakia quickly raises her head and opens her beak.

“This body. You're fine. You can't feel the cursed spot or the terrible pain that symbolizes the banishment curse. Does that mean you solved the disaster? ”

Kim Sung-cheol shook his head.

“We have only solved the first disaster. The disaster is still ongoing. ”

“Hmmm. I guess. ”

Marrakia was aware of Shui's acceptance.

Even though it was okay to move on, Kim Sung-cheol looked at Marakia's attitude to take this matter lightly and thought to himself.

‘You naturally think you are not cursed with extinction even though disaster is ongoing. As expected, the Joynes knew how to escape the curse of extinction. Like Vestiares.'

Marrakia comes out of the egg and spreads her base.

The black wings of the crooked socks are quite cute.

“You're not surprised, are you? What's happening now?”

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth while staring at Marrakia.

“Weren't you surprised? I'm surprised you woke me up so early. ”

“Other than that, you're not under the curse of extinction. ”

“Maybe it's inside the safe zone. Watching as this body doesn't fall under the curse of extinction. ”

“Safe zone?”

“A land without the curse of extinction. This looks like a safe zone, too. I have to think about how we built this territory. ”

Marakia spoke so naturally about areas Kim Sung-cheol doesn't know.

“And there's no guarantee that the status quo is permanently blocked. I just woke up from an egg. You'd better watch the details over time. ”

Marrakia says that and looks around.

“I have so much to say, but I can't handle the horseback riding dragging me into the world of dreams. The young body demands a lot. I want to sleep.”

Kim Sung-cheol mixed the blanket and pillow appropriately to create a liver cradle that Marrakia could sleep in.

Marrakia yawns, goes inside the cradle and closes her eyes.

“Hmm. I think we're good for now. ”

While Marakir was awake, Bertelkia, who had not said a word in Kim Sung-cheol's pocket, suddenly popped out of his pocket.

“Marrakia is right. At this stage, it's probably best to just wait and see. ”

As long as we have a good sample of Marrakia, all we have left is time to solve it.

And if it is confirmed that the curse of extinction can be lifted, Kim Sung-cheol will long be well versed.

The image of a bishop sleeping in the spirit system passes before his eyes.

‘Wait a little longer. Kid.'

*

The next day, Kim Sung-cheol put Bertelkia in his pocket and left Shinrook's greenhouse.

I was worried about Marrakia leaving her alone in the room, but she prepared a lot of fresh raw meat and nuts for Marrakia.

Marrakia complained that the meat was bad, but promised to stay in the room quietly.

“Hmm. Him. The more I look at him, the less I like him. We'll just eat the worms on the new topic. ”

Bertelkia didn't like Marrakia very much.

“Not all birds eat insects. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said so, covering his face with a hood.

Unlike Lagrein 8, Kim Sung-cheol is a celebrity in Ixion.

His previous expedition to the streets was heavily influenced by Markorade.

She claimed to be the perfect city for the newly created ixion.

Kim Sung-cheol was about to check if he was right.

‘Let's take a look. What a perfect place for a wizard's city. ’

The first impression of the street was not bad.

Orderly buildings of ivory color were arranged in harmony around a single large road and were incredibly neat to find a piece of garbage on the street floor.

Soon, Kim Sung-cheol was able to learn the secret of cleanliness.

The masked snatchers that looked like homunculus were swarming the streets in the rain, picking up garbage. Unlike other homuncluses, those predecessors seemed to be well-educated were more quiet than anything else.

This is different from ordinary homuncluses shouting loudly.

Not bad there, but Kim Sung-cheol found that Homunchlus is playing in many areas of Ixion.

Housekeeping, of course, has been used in landscaping, maintenance and public service areas throughout public transportation.

‘It's the Wizard's City, too. That's a hell of a lot of homuncluses. ’

It was hard to find a crease on the faces of the citizens of the city because someone had to do what they didn't want everyone to do.

They were gathering in the square where the statue of Asin was erected called Sydney and enjoying a fresh winter morning, feeding the birds or drinking aromatic coffee.

Kim Sung-cheol went around the square and found that people were generally happy living here.

He went to a sidewalk cafe next to the square to soothe his morning hunger.

The young couple ran the cafe.

There was nothing on the menu other than crepes and coffee.

Of course, in a place like this, you have to customize the menu yourself.

Kim Sung-cheol ordered a crepe with raw cream and strawberries and coffee with ice.

It didn't taste bad. Coffee tasted good.

Kim Sung-cheol drank coffee and listened to the stories heard around him.

A daily story like no other.

Worrying about the future and fear of disasters were like the work of other worlds here.

‘It's like the world I was in. This city.’

Kim Sung-cheol naturally talked to the young couple while returning the cup.

“This looks like a good place to live. ”

“Of course. We don't know what it was like, but we won't find a place as big as the rest of the continent. ”

The cafe owner said something about his city with pride. I'm incredibly proud to be a resident of a city less than half a year old.

Kim Sung-cheol thought to himself, looking at the city landscape.

‘Well... according to this lore, this city has been set in motion from the very beginning, so it must be a pioneer's fantasy or a story of another world. These people are more like settlers than settlers. ’

Kim Sung-cheol decided to look somewhere else and continued to wander the city.

After about half a day's distance, Kim Sung-cheol was able to learn one important fact.

I couldn't find a beggar on the street.

I searched the back alley for a neighborhood that I couldn't deliberately live in, but I couldn't find any shadows of her.

A small town can't find one walking in a city of tens of thousands of people. At least it's very difficult to find one in this world.

“What a marvel. This city. ”

“I think so, too. ”

Even in Bertelgia's eyes, the new ixion was strangely enough to shine.

As Markorade has stated, Ixion is close to the perfect city.

Any city would have a shadow, but Ixion could not find a common shadow as if it were fixed at noon.

Everyone was satisfied with their current lives, and those with complaints were hard to find.

Kim Sung-cheol, who has suffered in a human basket for a long time, knows how absurd that is.

‘Something's not right. It may seem real, but it doesn't seem real. It's like looking at the residents of the Horse Tower. ’

Kim Sung-cheol returned to Shinroe's greenhouse filled with doubts.

Marrakia had eaten a pile of meat and nuts.

“I'm hungry. ”

I don't know if it's because of the mood, but Marrakia seems a little bigger than the first time I saw her.

“You eat a lot of shit. I don't think I'm the one who's getting paid. ”

Bertelkiah mutters, trembling.

Kim Sung-chul was somewhat surprised by Marrakia's macrophage temperament.

‘You eat a lot of shit. ’

But you can't put it back in the egg.

Kim Sung-cheol asked the serving maid for more meat and nuts.

However, Marker Raid knocked on Kim Sung-cheol's visit again to see if he had heard the story.

“What's going on? ”

“Heard you were out. ”

From a speaking attitude, it doesn't look like I'm here for more meat.

“I did a little sightseeing. ”

Kim Sung-cheol honestly said that there was no need to hide it anyway.

“How was your experience? ”

Marker Raid stared at Sung-cheol Kim with a gentle smile.

“Not bad. ”

“Not bad... not a very good assessment? Well, there's plenty of time. Take your time. The longer I stay, the more impressive I will be. ”

Markorade leaves with that word.

Kim Sung-cheol closed the door and locked himself in his thoughts.

‘Neither did Markorade, nor the young couple at the cafe. The people here are very proud of this city. ’

I didn't know anything else, but it was definitely a good place to live.

The advancement of the city was nothing compared to anything else.

A highly planned, tightly run city.

While Marakia was taking a nap, Kim Sung-cheol again left the greenhouse of Shinroe.

This time he found a tavern.

The taverns are everywhere, and there are poor people in the taverns.

However, I didn't see Kim Sung-cheol's tavern in the city even though I was selling all day.

It was strange.

Usually, there is a tavern in this small town because there is also a woman's inn, but there is not a single tavern in this large city.

A city with no hangers or taverns.

It's a strange place I've never imagined.

Kim Sung-cheol came back to the greenhouse of Sinrook and asked the servant girl. Is there a place around here worth a drink?

Surprisingly, this problem was easily solved.

The servant told me where to drink nearby liquor.

It was a rather unusual form of cultural theater, not a tavern, but it was definitely a place where people would gather for drinks late at night.

“The walnuts are a little off. I can feel the peck in my beak. without crunching.”

“Whatever.”

Kim Sung-cheol and Bertelkia went to the cultural theater, ignoring Marrakia's complaints thoroughly.

Indeed, the cultural theater was a tavern in another city.

Of course, instead of all the eclectic and dark atmosphere everyone boasted about, there was a bright and colorful atmosphere.

Above all, it was impressive that a small golem from Eckhart was in charge of serving it.

“No, I can't believe you used my father's golem for this...”

While Bertelkia was grumbling, Kim Sung-cheol was enjoying a drink.

Tastes neither good nor bad.

At least it appears to be more than a moderate product.

Above all, the noticeable structure of the theater. There was a stage beyond the tables where the guests drank and a play was being performed on top of it.

At the time Kim Sung-cheol stepped into the cultural theater, actors were performing a play with a loud voice.

It appeared to be a painting of the beginning of the seven heroes fighting against the Fisherman's King. The actor who played the role of Vestiaret was drumming and longing by himself, afraid it was a city of Vestiaret.

“Stop messing with the world and go back to the deep sea! You evil hybrid! ”

Kim Sung-cheol didn't know much about the story of the Seven Heroes, but at least one aspect of the testimony was right.

The weapon of the actor in charge of the Fisherman's King in Seaweed looked like the Umm Brook of Kim Sung-cheol.

‘I'm not in the mood to talk, by the way. ’

The purpose of coming to the tavern is to gather information. In this cultural theater, actors are shouting so loudly that it does not create an atmosphere to talk to the person next to them.

Luckily, the damn play was almost over.

While the clapping was thundering, the actors held hands and greeted the audience.

Kim Sung-cheol wanted them to leave quickly, but like theater, the curtain closed and opened several times, and he kept forcing them to clap.

‘That's disgusting. ’

Luckily, when Kim Sung-cheol's patience ran out, the actors left.

“What are you so pissed off about? You said you had your own culture. ”

Unlike Kim Sung-cheol who was angry, Bertella liked the atmosphere here.

Anyway, after the actors left, the cultural theater began to have a typical tavern atmosphere.

Kim Sung-cheol was about to buy a few drinks and listen to a story, looking for someone who seemed to have a lot of complaints.

Soon, I noticed a man who looked dissatisfied with Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

‘I'd like that one. ’

It was time to think that and go to the man.

Suddenly, the grumpy man opened his eyes.

“Wow... I'm back! ”

The boy was drunk.

Kim Sung-cheol felt something suspicious and looked around the stage.

On the stage, a young and beautiful woman was walking towards the center in a beautiful dress.

Kim Sung-cheol, who saw her face, doubted her eyes.

Clariss?

Wherever I went, an unlucky woman appeared in Ixion.