Episode 428
Observation
It was boring to say the dictionary terms of this word. However, how the hunter world uses the word observation was quite an interesting story.
“…I’m so exhausted. The moment we recognized each other, the other recognized us too.”
The moment Yura interpreted the writings on the wall, purple waves rolled across the Delta Tower and Yura despaired.
“What do you mean you noticed?”
“Among the bosses, there are those who hide themselves. When the Secretariat finds him, they say [Observation succeeded].”
Yura opened a barrier and trapped Shin Yoo-seong. I tried to send them to the base camp like the survivors I saved earlier, but Shin Yoo-seong did not move.
“My abilities just stopped working. I couldn’t read the coordinates after the purple wave happened.”
“It is not a simple barrier.”
Yura nodded her head with difficulty at Shin Yoo-seong’s words. The warp that Yura uses is space movement, not dimension movement.
If you climb the tower and move to a dimension, you can move in the same dimension of the floor, but it is impossible to move directly to the earth.
“…Look Carefully. Doesn’t this floor look different from before?”
Shin Yoo-seong looked around at Yura’s words. The situation was sudden and I didn’t recognize it, but the patterns engraved on the wall were gone, and there were no bizarre mannequins.
Rather, this place looked more like an art gallery than a department store.
“We were on the 4th floor. The museum is on the 5th floor of the Delta Tower. It means that you won’t be sent back gracefully once your true identity is discovered.”
“Then, senior. What is that shimmering light? It wasn’t mana.”
Moving a person to a desired place without mana was too absurd for the common sense that Hunters had learned so far.
“That’s like… How do I explain this. okay. Because I made a mistake that can’t be forgiven by you.”
‘An unforgivable mistake?’
“I will explain everything.”
But Yura was different.
Yura was a genius who never missed the top of the writing class at the academy. Of course, out of the more than 10 written subjects, my favorite is studying ‘ancient languages’ and ‘legends’ of each dimension.
“…You said you were a freshman, so it’s only natural that you don’t know. I’ve never seen a pervert like me crazy about this field, even in my senior year.”
Yura pulled out a piece of chalk from somewhere. Like an analog walkie-talkie, it was a rare thing in this era.
“Look Carefully.”
However, as if this was not the first time Yura had taught her colleague, she began to draw proficiently on art objects made of rocks.
“The concept of mana we know is an explanation that is valid from the hunter’s point of view.”
Yura drew lines on the rock and drew a figure of a hunter using mana.
“Most of the hunters use the mana in their bodies. Thanks to that, even without a catalyst to bind it, the release of power is made by one’s own will.”
A hunter with a cute drawing drawn by Yura was shooting a water gun with [Mana] written on it at the monster.
“But what if you want to use the power outside of the mana you have?”
This time, the hunter Yura drew was looking at the leisurely flowing river with [Mana] written on it.
It was like a leader who had just created a civilization and was thinking about how to use the river to benefit humans.
“Creating a catalyst that will guide mana in the desired direction… or something like that?”
It wasn’t the answer Yura wanted, but Shin Yoo-seong’s answer was quite plausible.
“Yes, if there is a conversion organ like Dragon Heart or a similar artifact, that would be the answer.”
Yura drew a normal human without a water gun on a rock. What made up the world was actually the majority of ordinary people who could not use mana.
“…But, by the way. Usually the person who does such a nuisance has an artifact or is not a dragon. He is an ordinary person without a drop of mana in his body.”
Yura drew again with chalk. Ordinary people built artificial fences and made rivers flow through desired paths.
“At that time, what was needed was a ceremony. By creating rules and structures, the mana that floats freely flows in the desired direction.”
“Consciousness…”
“The problem is that we don’t just use that power for good.”
Yura’s paintings, which grew longer and longer, continued beyond the artwork. A huge flood engulfed the village. It was a cute picture, but if it were real, it would be a terrible result.
“Actually, our world is the same, isn’t it? There are many places where evil spirits are worshiped. Until the first evil of Asterism, the god of disaster, the ogre, the god of the underworld, the ritual using evil has never ceased.”
“So you’re saying that such a consciousness also existed in another dimension?”
“huh. Consciousness is more powerful in the world of magic than in the world of science.”
Yura drew a picture.
Then, sacrifices, curses, and rituals were grouped in a circle and placed on a common line.
“That dimension is not a world with city guards like ours, nor is it a chaotic world with no security. …a world full of magic and power.”
The more this happens, the more people cling to the power of consciousness to protect themselves or to take revenge.
“There must have been living sacrifices to protect the village, curses for revenge, and countless things we couldn’t assume.”
“Still, there’s no law saying that rituals are only used for curses, right?”
“Yes, but a good ceremony is at best a blessing. Cursed rituals are so diverse.”
Yura drew a brave mercenary brandishing a sword at an enemy general. But let’s get to the circle of curses. he fell down
“Among the curses, there is also the curse of senility that eventually kills even the strongest people.”
This time an ordinary person walked down the street. But he never went where he wanted. He was imprisoned by a terrible curse that repeated the same place infinitely.
“There are rituals of missing spirits that permanently banish the opponent to another dimension, and there are also rituals that require you to do so.”
Yura thought Shin Yoo-seong was naive. The boy in front of him didn’t know how ugly the human heart, stained with malice, was.
“Do you think this will be the end? How convenient is a ritual of curse? In that world, consciousness is a history and culture accumulated over thousands of years.”
Yura believed so.
I thought that human beings are more accustomed to bad words than good words even if they say a word, and are more vulnerable to bad influence than good.
“Human power is great. After all, he turned the goddess (Devi) into an evil god. At least in that dimension, he must be the strongest evil god. What great power you have… I know that best.”
Yooseong Shin felt something in Yura’s bittersweet smile. The emotion on Yura’s face was not despair.
Rather, it was a feeling closer to regret or remorse.
“It’s like… you’re talking like you’ve seen it yourself. Seniors?”
Yura stopped explaining and dropped the worn-out chalk. Then, he grabbed Shin Yoosung’s chin and pulled it close to his face. The focus has disappeared somewhere. Yura had long since lost her fascination.
“…then. I saw it.”
Yura’s vaguely smiling eyes looked like a completely different person.
“I apologize in advance. I’m really sorry for getting you involved.”
After apologizing to Shin Yoo-seong out of the blue, Yu-ra pulled out a cigarette from her arms.
“I thought I quit, but it was good that I continued to carry it.”
Then, after lighting a cigarette neatly with mana, he emphasized it by waving it in front of Shin Yoo-seong.
“You never smoke like this.”
Apparently, the reason why Yura explained all this to Shin Yoo-seong was not to attack the boss.
“…at first it was curiosity.”
“Are you talking about cigarettes?”
“Foot no, not that.”
The first was curiosity.
Yura was a student who liked ancient languages and legends, so she just wanted to follow the story she read in a book.
“Take a book from the library and go up the stairs. When you step on the 13th step, close your eyes and count 13 seconds in your mind…”
Yura traced her memory. The story Yura spits out is like a well-crafted school ghost story.
However, the source of this story was not Yura’s academy. It was an old book from a different dimension where no one knows who wrote it.
“If you have counted 13 seconds, make a wish in your heart and go down the 14 steps with your eyes still closed…”
Finishing the story, Yura put a cigarette in her mouth. Then he took a sip of smoke and coughed like crazy.
“Kek Coke-! Coke! Oh, it’s been a long time since I haven’t received it…”
“That story sounds like an ordinary ghost story. I heard a similar ghost story at Gaon.”
“yes. It’s a story that could happen anywhere.”
Yura threw the cigarette he was smoking on the ground and smiled shyly.
“I only climbed 13 steps that day, but I actually went down 14 steps. Can you believe it?”
Yura smiled at Shin Yoosung.
“And when you open your eyes.”
It didn’t matter whether Shin Yuseong believed his words or not. It was after Yura had already finished organizing her mind.
“I saw a woman wearing transparent lace. Half of her body is a skeleton and half of her body is so beautiful…”
Say your wish.
She said to Yura:
I didn’t even think about what I would accomplish or what I would wish for, so I simply answered.
[I want to become stronger.]
I woke up from my dream like that.
The place where Yura was lying was the bed in the infirmary. However, after that day, Yura’s body overflowed with unknown power. Among the classmates, he became a 6th grade hunter at the earliest age.
“…I always had a bad feeling. But I found out today that it’s time to pay for meeting her.”
Having already given up on everything, Yura sighed.
“Did you say you had a colleague?”
“yes.”
Shin Yuseong wondered what Yura was trying to say. I wondered what the veteran and active hunter senior would say to him.
“…you stay here. I’ll go upstairs by myself.”
However, what came out of Yura’s mouth was none other than a declaration of giving up.
