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After Daum guided me back to the Oval Office, he was left alone in the Oval Office. The landscape of the Oval Office was not so different from that of Blaze. The difference was that it was only smaller and the view outside the window became much more beautiful.

“Hmm.”

Saehan sat in a chair in the Oval Office and thought about the magic he would learn. Now I have a lot of money and a lot of experience. It didn't take much. Sahan turns on his portrait information window.

Name-Luminin * Nickname-Sorry * 19 Years Old EXP 119535

[Fitness 154/154] [Mana 5823/5823] [Steamina 151/151] [Hunger 6/100] [Thirst 2/100] [Sleep 1/100]

Talent - Strength 1/10 Durability 2/10 Agility 2/10 Intelligence 7/10 Cognition 10/10 Magic Strength 10/10 Endurance 7/10 Charm 3.5/10

Characteristics (2/4) - 1. Atmosphere (Grade C) [Growth-66.01%] Passive

- 2.5 Charm.

- Your strange atmosphere affects the people around you.

- 2. Seed of World Water (Class D) [Growth-28.09%] Passive

- The seeds of world water, which embrace everything in the world, are hidden in the body.

- Increases Mana Operating Power and Magic Skill Speed by 15%.

- Mana has some black color. Magic becomes faint black.

The wagon's health has subsided during its journey here, and its EXP is now overflowing. Sahan took out the Joint Enchantment Scroll. You have now learned all the magic that could be effective during the B rank magic. All that remains are a myriad of A-rank enchantments and their combination.

[30000Exp is required to combine Grade B Magic ‘Firefly’ and Grade B Magic 'Feather Veil’ to create Grade A Magic 'Dance of Flame’. Do you want to combine? (Yes/No)]

“Town...”

I anticipated it, but it takes a lot. However, since it is a growing place for monsters everywhere, investing in destructive magic is essential. Zahan closes his eyes and presses on the example, pausing for a moment and trying another magic combination.

[Combine Grade A Magic 'Frozen Holy’ and Grade B Magic ’Firefly’ to create a Grade A + Magic 'Divine Ferocity' that requires 100,000 Exp. Do you want to combine? (Yes/No)]

“ … ”

Zahan quickly resigned and pressed no. With that level of experience, you can learn three decent enchantments.

Finally, after combining the 'Golem of Chloride’ and the ‘Dance of Flame', Zahan sighed. 90,000 EXPs quickly escaped.

‘Still... This should be an easy hunt. ’

Out of the other 30,000 EXP, Sakhan invested in Mana, which would support magic, and woke up.

Since we've decided to write a paper on hunting during the relatively less dangerous days and raising our reputation at night, we should be busy starting today.

* * *

“... White Orcs...”

Why do Orcs of this world exist in so many different colors? The ‘dungeon’, which was still considered to be a burden, headed east towards the ‘Arhan Forest’ to hunt for growth. He walks for about 10 minutes, and the blizzard starts to kick in. Every step I took barely survived the blizzard, my feet recessed into the snow that was piled up. Stamina evaporates rapidly.

Zahan was headed there so hard, he met white Orcs like this snow.

The white Orcs, with all their skin, wore fur threaded armor, had steel tools like iron maces and swords in one hand and a shield in the other.

Unlike the crude armor on one side, this Orc is well-armed.

In terms of rank, a monster between C and B + ranks directly below the Black Orc.

“Grrrgh!”

The leader of the once monstrous Orc horde confronts the Forgiveness on the front. We're going to charge soon. Sahan watches it quietly and opens a magic window.

Grade A - Dance of Flame [Skill Grade/Skill: Grade D/11.1%]

Two fireflies floating in the air shoot through the stronger "Veil of Fire." If you look from a distance, it's like the flames are dancing.

- Summons fireflies that consume 500 Mana and turn enemies within a 700m radius into a sea of fire. Fireflies are held for 2 seconds and can be held by consuming 100 Mana per second.

It is a ‘Dance of Flame’ magic that is inherited by the skill grade by combining the ‘Veil of Fire’ and ‘Firefly'.

“Khhh!!! ”

The Orcs charge with their leader's roar as a signal. They can't behave in a blizzard like this. They charge slowly. Sahan glances at them relaxing and quickly finishes his memory and casts a spell.

Two dark red fireflies protrude out and shoot between them. The tabernacle of fire is spread all around, and the earth is flooded with pink flames. All the falling blizzards melted before they even reached the earth, and the six Orcs in the area were painfully burned and eventually turned to black ash.

Zahan approaches their corpses and takes out the stables.

‘.. we should go back. ’

It is hard to work in this blizzard. He sighs in a continuous blizzard and slowly starts to turn back the way he came.

* * *

Time passes. Slow as snow, but steady. December came to an end, and the New Year was coming. It should be full of festivals and celebrations at this time, celebrating New Year's Eve, whether on earth or in cities on the continent, except for the sparse Antarctic Tower. This place was so quiet that even its very existence doubtlessly passed away.

“Forgiveness!”

Zahan writes a piece of paper - and says, "Write and copy." The door of his office opens wide, and a little boy walks in. A cute but sharp-looking girl with blonde hair, sharp eyes, and big eyes. She was half the mascot of our tower, the daughter of the wizard who works in this tower.

“Yes, Sharan. Why?”

Her sobbing cry shocked her, but she responded with a grimoire hidden away because she knew a woman - much older - who was similar to her.

“Write to me! ”

Sharan, who is unable to pronounce correctly, comes up to his desk with a shotgun and leaps forward, placing a letter on his desk.

“Thank you all the time. ”

Sahan smiled and shook his father's smile and stroked her cute head, while Sharan, who enjoyed his momentary touch, nodded softly and went out of the office.

He looked at the letter. Dehan's Sergin de Esteban to the Sahan at the Antarctic Horse Tower. The letter was written. This is the first letter I've received since I came here. Forgiveness tried to tear the letter while calming his mind. He reads the letter gradually, checking the envelope again for anything unusual.

It's definitely a letter from Ser Jean. But the letter she sent was strangely different from her tone. Unlike her inspirational tone for some reason, it is a handwriting that feels like a girl.

‘Dear Sahan.

Hello, Forgiveness. How are you? This letter is written exactly on January 13th. But I'm not sure when this letter will arrive. My father told me that the letter to the Antarctic Horse Tower would take between a week and two weeks, no matter how fast I got there. So I think the time for you to get this letter is probably around January, when you'll have plenty of it.

It's gotten colder since you left. But there's nothing to compare it to, is there? So I'm not gonna talk about this.

First things first, carefully, but first I want to talk to you about something you're gonna be worried about.

Cullen's fine. It was pretty bad at first, of course. For the first week, this horrible thing has been repeated, like a madman, trying to talk to himself, trying to find you, confuse you when he realizes you're gone. I'm telling you this without hiding it, because it's also your fault. I don't think there should be any evasion. I want you to accept it humbly and reflect.

And a week later, I started accepting the reality of the car. I started eating, communicating normally with people. I smiled and said, But I felt something dangerous there. It was like she was trying to speak up and get rid of the people around her. So I watched her carefully with her friends.

And the day you left, exactly. Something worries me. She's suicidal. The family knights found her hanging by her neck just before it was too late. No matter how late you are, we'll never see her again.

She blamed us when she woke up. She wished she'd just let herself die. But I couldn't. I have a favor to ask of you, and you told me your friend was my friend. Cullen, who was like a deep friend to you, she was also my friend, so I couldn't let her die.

There were two more suicides a week later. So I decided to move in with Cullen because I couldn't. It was too big for me to live alone, so there was plenty of room for her. I've been living with her, trying to connect with her as much as I can, trying to talk to her. But she only blamed me. Wailing for you to leave because of me. Heard you tried to kill me a few times a day. There was a time when it was too dangerous to get killed. It's been a long day, but time has passed, and a week has passed.

She got used to the life with me. My grumbling fades, and smiling at me becomes more frequent. But the more I did, the more I resented you. You're right to say it's a sympathy, right? I'm really sorry, but I had no choice. I hope you understand.

One day, she came to me wanting to sleep with me sometimes. I cried and asked him not to tolerate it. But I sent him back. She doesn't rely on anyone to get up, but she needs to get up on her own.

And after two more weeks, finally, today, Cullen's condition has improved a lot. Right now, she and I are pretty close. We were together every day, so we had to. I find that quite satisfying, having a sister. And I don't know if it's a lie or a truth, but she admitted her mistake and apologized to me. At least I think the apology's real. I saw Cullen's true bright smile.

Cullen was not as cheerful as she was when I first saw her, but somewhat cheerful again. I don't know if it's your fault, but I treat men particularly cold and cold.

And this weekend in the mail, Cullen went out to apologize to Ian for what he'd done. I posted a family article just in case... But I don't think anything bad will happen to Curlin now.

This is all that's happened since you left. The things you were so worried about, the things you longed for. Both of them happened. So pardon me. You must rest assured, but also reflect deeply. This is your fault, too. Of course, I don't want to unilaterally heal you after you've left. But I want you to come back one day and meet her, and I want you to come back to a more mature compassion.

So she can heal from the very nature of her wounds.

You're the only one who can heal her like you did, no matter how much you think about it.

I'll cut to the chase. Please reply. I'm not curious about your life there.

P.S. Late replies were due to a lot of serious things, as I said before. I want you to understand that. ’

Saehan read the letter. I read it and read it again. Tears welled up on the letter I was reading again. He wipes the teardrop and reads it again. Peace and regret, gratitude and apology, remorse and compassion. All that complicated emotion happened.

Since then, I've read the letter four or five more times. His body trembles, and I don't think I can stop the tears from falling from his eyes.

Serzin, who is more mature than he is, takes care of her. The clumsy Cullen is doing her best to take care of her broken self. So you can rest easy for a while. But like she said, deep insights don't stop.

She falls down on her desk and quietly blushes. The moonlight comes through the window and gently touches him, trembling.

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