By Zephyria Come to think of it, that was right.
Ki Jae-eon’s memories were from a ‘first-person, protagonist’ perspective.
Because it showed the situation experienced by [me], the appearance could not be seen.
He hadn’t even seen the ‘scepter’ in those memories. Or, had he seen it but forgotten? Honestly, he didn’t know. It wasn’t a very important part at the time.
The sight of people dying, the world falling apart.
Broken by a life of repetition… the screams of a Genius.
He had only been preoccupied with those things.
But now, the truth he had newly realized.
The twist that the being called [Evil God] who attacked the main office was actually [Ki Jae-eon]!
Come to think of it, the wish he made to the ‘Wish Eater.’
He had asked for the ‘strongest opponent’ to tame the Mystical Instrument.
‘……The strongest, opponent.’
The Evil God who was not recorded in any records.
Ah, he had really summoned the worst specter.
He had just brushed it off like that. Now that he looked back, there were a lot of strange things.
“……!!”
Kim Ju-won covered his mouth with his hand.
Goosebumps spread all over his body.
The regret he had felt after first encountering Ki Jae-eon’s ‘memories’… was simply remorse for being jealous of someone who was more virtuous than anyone else, for making a twisted wish to the Wish Eater and hurting him. Remorse for spouting harsh words at someone who had sacrificed himself for others all his life, and for arbitrarily disparaging him.
But that was not the end of the regret.
‘What have I, what have I done…….’
His shocked gaze was fixed on Ki Jae-eon, who was surrounded by people and receiving their thanks.
‘You knew all along.’
Why were you silent?
How could you forgive me?
The image of himself laughing and joking in the sauna flashed through his mind. You crazy bastard. What are you laughing about? Do you know what you’ve done? A sense of guilt of a different dimension struck his heart.
He even felt like throwing up.
“Hy, hyung?”
Kim Ju-won flinched at the sound of someone calling him. He gasped for air, and Ki Jae-eon asked him if he was okay. Ahn Seo-myeong also came closer and asked, “What’s wrong?” He was that pale.
“Uh, ah, no, no. I’m okay.”
“……?”
“Really, I’m really okay.”
With a face that didn’t look okay at all, he vehemently waved his hand, saying he was okay.
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“”
Ibarashi bowed with his thick hands on his knees. Otsu-. His tanned skin and closely cropped blond buzz cut were particularly striking. He was over fifty years old, but he looked only in his mid-forties. Anyway, true to his masculine appearance, his expression of gratitude was also very macho. Suzuki, who was bringing out tea, quickly sat down and chimed in, “
Currently, they had moved their lodging to Ibarashi’s temple.
For the record, Otsuka and his gang were dragged somewhere under Ibarashi’s leadership. From what he had heard, they were going to be detained for a few days and then punished… Recalling the way they had struggled until the end, it didn’t seem like they would meet a very good end.
“
Ki Jae-eon snapped out of it at Ibarashi’s call.
Then, he rolled his eyes and began, “
He wanted only two things from Japan.
First, to send support troops when a major crisis struck Korea.
Second, to pass on the Art of Magic regarding Shikigami.
Of course, the fact that Okrye’s Trace was the cause of all the incidents was to be kept a secret. If he said any more, the other side might claim ownership of Okrye’s Trace, and only they would have a headache.
Fortunately, Ibarashi neatly agreed to everything.
“
With this, they would be able to obtain more support troops than before when ‘it’ appeared.
“
Ibarashi hummed and looked around at the Korean Exorcists. His eyes gradually narrowed as if he were gauging something. Then, he shrugged his shoulders, breaking the sharp air.
“
The finger that turned this way- pointed to Ahn Seo-myeong.
“
He added that he seemed to have a natural talent.
“
Ibarashi quietly whispered something to Suzuki. Suzuki flinched as if surprised by what he heard, but soon nodded in agreement and got up from his seat.
“
Suzuki politely asked for their understanding and quickly left the room. Creak- Creak- The sound of footsteps came from the ceiling. He guessed that he had gone up to the attic.
After a not-so-short time, Suzuki reappeared with a small box. Ibarashi received it. He placed the box in front of the guests.
“
Click, when the box was opened, a piece of porcelain with a yin-yang pattern was visible.
“You can use this when you meet a Spirituality that you want to make your Shikigami in the future.” I’ll tell you how to use it separately, but there are a few things to keep in mind. First of all, the Cursed Womb Cave can only be used once… It has the power to make any being your Shikigami, provided that the caster has enough spiritual power. If Seo-myeong tries to subdue a being he can’t handle, it means the Cursed Womb Cave will break, or he’ll have to pay a price. Do you understand?>”
Ibarashi gave a sharp warning with a scary face, then smiled brightly as if looking at a young grandson.
“
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Ki Jae-eon bowed his head on behalf of those who didn’t understand.
Cursed Womb Cave, an unexpected gain.
Moreover, Ibarashi went so far as to offer to personally inspect the Jade Relic Traces. He was a little worried because it had been submerged under the river for a long time, so he was lucky.
“
Honestly, if he had come alone, he would have declined the offer. But thinking of Kim Ju-won and Ahn Seo-myeong, who were on their first overseas trip, he got up. Yeah, it would be a shame for them to just work and go back.
“What did he say?”
“Um, he recommended a Ferris wheel…”
“Ferris wheel? Let’s go, let’s go.”
“Sh, should we?”
“Let’s eat takoyaki down there too.”
“Okay.”
“But I’m scared because it’s my first time on a Ferris wheel, so hyung has to sit next to me?”
“Y, I will.”
Wow-. Ahn Seo-myeong’s eyes sparkled, unlike his usual self. Seeing him so excited made him feel good too. Ki Jae-eon raised the corners of his lips and nodded. Then he turned to Kim Ju-won, who was standing next to him. Hyung, let’s go ride the Ferris wheel. He quietly conveyed the words, but strangely, there was no response.
“Hyung?”
“……”
“Hyung.”
“……”
“J, Ju-won hyung!”
“……Ah, huh? What did you say?”
Kim Ju-won asked back, startled.
“L, let’s go ride the Ferris wheel…”
“Huh? Ferris wheel? Ah, uh… Okay, let’s do that.”
A strange air flowed between the two of them for a moment.