Episode #85. origins and habits.
After playing the dark violin.
The reason why I was willing to accept this abomination.
It wasn’t just because the performance helped melt the Constellation’s power.
It was because, from the first time I played it, I felt something strange and strange.
[…So, the identity of the presence the team leader felt so far is the ghost I saw?]
“It’s a possibility, though.”
A sword master is not a priest.
So even if a ghost is attached to you, you can feel it, but you can’t see it.
To Limon, who spoke calmly, Yuna-gyeong exclaimed.
[That is, after all, an instrument possessed by a ghost!]
“What are you so surprised about? Whether it’s a cursed instrument or a haunted instrument, it’s there anyway.”
[Because it’s completely different?! It’s very creepy, especially from my point of view when I see ghosts!
]
[That’s why I’m not a ghost!!!]
Limon didn’t care what Yuna-kyung was talking about.
A cursed instrument.
A ghostly instrument.
As long as I could use it to melt the Constellation’s power, it didn’t matter.
Instead, there was something to worry about.
‘It’s the ghost of a little girl…’
No matter how cursed an instrument is, it can’t be a normal ghost if it clings to this level of magical instrument, even an instrument made by a muse priest.
Whether you have a deep connection with musical instruments or a special ghost, this is possible.
However, the fact that the ghost was only a young girl made me curious about its identity in many ways.
‘Could it be that the power to melt the starlight itself has something to do with that ghost… No, is this too much of a jump?’
Limon shook his head.
It is not confirmed whether the girl Yuna-kyung saw is really a ghost attached to a violin.
It was the work of a detective or a paranoid patient to go that far without any basis.
[Mr. Lee! If you’re just going to keep teasing me like this, then just leave. You’re busy these days anyway, aren’t you?]
I wonder if I got mad because I was ignored by Limon.
In the end, Yuna-kyung snorts and turns her head.
After hearing that, Limon, who had escaped from his thoughts, responded lightly.
“Ah, that’s fine.”
[Are you okay?]
“I’ve already drawn up a month’s worth of anticipation lists.”
[…What did you do?]
“It means I have nothing to do for the next month.”
[Team leader, it’s annoying to work every day, so he only roughly selected the list…]
Awesome!
[Awook!]
“What is that suspicious look at the team leader who is like the sky?”
[Then I’m not suspicious?! No, does it make sense that criminals who don’t even know their faces predicted all the places they would raid for a month!]
It was so absurd.
Yuna-gyeong, who fell asleep with a honey chestnut hit on her forehead, jumps up like a tumbler and refutes it.
Limon’s answer to that was clear.
“Then it makes sense for a day’s worth instead of a month’s worth?”
[That’s right…]
Yuna-kyung was at a loss for words.
It didn’t make sense to point out the next target of the beasts with swordsmanship.
Limon snorted.
“If you predict only the next thing, you predict a month’s worth, but it’s the same anyway. What matters is habit and originality.”
[What kind of government and what surname?]
“In short, humans do what they do.”
Even if you learn the same swordsmanship, the left-handed and right-handed people will inevitably be different from each other.
There is no choice but to be different for each sword used by this temperamental, prudent, cunning, honest, clever, and capricious person.
It is an innate originality.
Habits created at the same time.
It is a pattern that is engraved at the bottom of the unconscious that cannot be changed even if you want to change it yourself.
And that was exactly what Limon was trying to find out by meticulously examining the body during the disaster at the Black Dragon Construction.
[…So, if you know their desires and habits, you can know when and what your opponent will do?]
“No, that’s impossible. No matter how much you know a pattern, you need enough experience and knowledge to apply it properly.”
[Summarizing?]
“Even a Go master who can read the final phase with just the first 10 moves cannot read chess.”
[And the team leader is a master of investigation who knows where the criminals will land next?] “
So what I’ve been doing all my life is practicing swordsmanship and beating bad guys.”
Yuna-kyung understood.
It is a feat that is not easy even for Limon.
As a sword master, it was possible because he had solved various crimes and villains for hundreds of years.
[If you have that kind of talent, why not use it for PAB as well? Then it would have been much easier to catch criminals.]
“At that time, there was no need to use it. It’s not a great talent anyway.”
[Ah, he said that, but in the end it was just annoying
. Nakyung, do you have no learning ability or do you really like being fit?”
Limon clicked his tongue as he watched Yuna-gyeong sink after being hit by the tanji new ball, which she flicked her second finger in succession after avoiding the night.
[Ah! Anyway, it’s true that the team leader was lazy!]
“It wasn’t laziness, it was efficient work. In PAB, there are a lot of kids with prophecy or intelligence skills, so what are they going to use for their leftovers?”
[That trick is helping a lot right now?]
“It’s because the situation is unusual.”
Limon judged soberly.
This time, it’s only because Tracers aren’t getting much information.
If it was a normal case, the investigations of tracers with various skills were usually faster and more accurate than Limon’s poor predictions.
“Besides, this tactic has a clear weakness.”
[Weakness?]
“Yes. It doesn’t matter if they don’t notice that weakness… but if they do, my predictions will be of no use.”
[…what the hell is that weakness?]
Yuna-kyung tilted her head.
What kind of weakness is there in that talent that is more like a skill than a skill, so that Limon is so humble?
Because I couldn’t guess at all.
To Yuna-kyung, Limon spoke calmly.
“That’s…”
* * *
“You mean it failed again?”
“The word “failure” is a bit harsh to hear, but wait. Rather, tell us that it was a tactical retreat to avoid prolonging the battle.”
“That’s what you call a failure, comrade idiot.”
The master who fired coldly.
The man with braided hair frowned and murmured.
“I don’t understand.”
“What do you mean?”
“How they know and prepare for our next raid.”
“Isn’t that a coincidence?”
“If you think that this three failed raids in a row after the first one is a coincidence, then grind your rotten brains out.”
It seemed that if he wanted to, he would cut off his head right away and perform brain washing surgery himself.
Looking at the man who lifted the knife that was cutting the steak, the young man with wide eyes stunned and objected.
“But there is no other way to explain it except by chance! There’s no way the information was leaked.”
“Hmm, that’s right”
“Otherwise, it could have been caught in a prophecy skill or
something.”
The man just cut it off.
And he said it with confident eyes.
“Did you forget? That we have a blessing that nullifies all prophecy and observation skills.”
“No, but isn’t 『The Holy Palace Tabernacle』 not perfect? There are many masters with bizarre skills in the Seven Dragons.”
“Anyway, it’s the remnant of a dragon that fell to an ignorant swordsman.”
It was absolutely impossible for the warriors of the Seven Dragons, who only dealt with psionics, to break through the [Holy Palace].
The young man did not hesitate to object to the man with braided hair who asserted without raising an eyebrow.
First of all, it was because I did not want to get into an argument with the man who corresponds to the boss, and deep down I sympathized with his words.
『The Holy Palace』 is a special skill.
It is classified as a rare skill, but its utility surpasses that of a unique skill.
It is also the key reason why their organization has not been caught even though they are active worldwide.
In that respect, it was more reasonable to assume that there were other factors, as the man said, rather than the fact that the Holy Palace had been pierced.
“Then how do you think they know our target and prepare for it?”
“Hmm…”
The man cut the steak into small pieces.
And after thoroughly chewing the steak in his mouth, he swallowed only the juice and spat it out lightly.
“If information was not leaked or foreseen by skill, wouldn’t there be only one answer?”
“What answer do you mean?”
“It was predicted.”
“…?”
The new-eyed young man, who blinked blankly, only understood the meaning of the words after a beat and made a sad expression.
“You mean you just rolled your head and found out? Without skill correction? Does that make sense?”
A young man who has lost his mind.
It was a natural reaction for him.
In this age of iron, even weather forecasting relies on prophecy skills, and criminal investigations are done with tracking and deduction skills.
Predicting the target by inferring the criminal’s psychology without skill correction sounded absurd, like flying into space without a spacecraft.
However, the man’s attitude was calm.
“You don’t know, comrades, but even in the early days of the Iron Age, there were old-fashioned investigators who caught criminals by relying on things like ‘feel’, ‘experience’ and ‘statistics’.”
“Waiting? Are you saying that the Seven Dragons will bring in such an old-fashioned investigator and use them?”
“It could be their clan in the first place.”
“Well… The Seven Dragons have few players due to the tradition of worshiping psionics.”
“They are more stupid and idiotic primitives than their stupid comrades. Being bound by such trivial powers and traditions, we are neglecting the truth that we really need to follow.”
A man with a smile.
The young man averted his eyes.
He looks cool and calm on the outside, but he is also their comrade and commander.
There was nothing good about meeting eyes like this with a lunatic who was more than he was in these matters and never less than himself.
“Hmm hmm. because it’s coming? Do you think it’s time to find the old man called the investigator and kill him?”
“Hey, that’s a great idea. If only I knew where the investigator was and how to find him.”
“How do I know that?”
“If you don’t know, just shut up half way.”
“…Then, comrade Commander, do you have any good ideas?”
“there is.”
Is it because the opinion I gave after a long time was rejected at once.
A young man asking questions.
The man who answered him promptly took an object out of his pocket and set it down on the table.
“…what is this?”
“He is an advisor who will tell us our next target.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Even when the young man looked at him with eyes that seemed like he was really crazy, he didn’t even raise an eyebrow.
He just smiled meaningfully as he rolled the item he had taken out in his hand.
“No matter how great an investigator is, in the end, all he can do is read people’s minds.”
