I clicked my tongue and turned the page. After that, there was a lot of information about how to distinguish fake gold in the Golden Sutra, the limitations of alchemy, and techniques to be careful about.
– Does he even make food? Even the blessings of the Celestial Gods and the Earth Mother?
In particular, from a certain point on, he was concentrating on the crops produced by the golden mirror. Below the hurriedly written astonishment, the contents of the investigation were described in a somewhat calm handwriting.
-The crops produced by the golden mirror are unnatural. If humans eat it, it will cause big problems. The degree is greater for children whose bodies have not yet grown.
-It’s fortunate. no it’s normal Crops that are roughly imitated by alchemy cannot be healthy.
After that, I wrote this and that with excitement, and gradually the writing became shorter, and at the end, a small word was added.
-According to Fran’s research, it is said that the more fermented or denatured the crops of the golden circle, the less the side effects. If you don’t think you’ll be hungry… I don’t recommend it, but you should process it as much as possible and consume it.
-Beware of the homunculus. This land shouldn’t be similar to the principality beyond the mountains.
And there were detailed discussions on how to process food and how to collect and dispose of Hwanggeumgyeong’s food. An existence that follows the golden mirror and harvests and processes the crops at once. Anyone can see that he is a model of oppressive society. There was not much talk about crops back then, perhaps because he was a bit offended by the compromise with reality. Instead, it seemed that he had turned his attention to other parts.
-Alchemy is obviously dangerous, but effective when used properly. The power to freely process steel drastically reduced the facilities and resources required for metallurgy. In particular, the burden on the wise men was reduced thanks to the reduction of the time required for trial and error.
-Sage Frank insisted on actively using alchemy. After all, it cannot be hidden as long as it is revealed to the world. I agree, but you should always be careful in the use of force.
-If it is alchemy that turns imagination into reality, our ideals can also be turned into reality.
Seonghwangcheong doesn’t just reject demons. They are afraid of irreversible changes that destroy the existing order, but they are ahead of anyone else in using the power of demons. It’s because they’ve gathered the most demonic power in the world and are the group that makes the best use of it.
Those who received the blessing of fate like that steadily developed Claudia. Claudia’s brilliant leap continues under the protection of the Holy Spirit, who blesses the future.
-franc. I told you to be so careful. why are you
I saw a sentence filled with dark despair. Sage Franc. The person most often mentioned in this note, the engineer who built Claudia’s foundation. Perhaps it was the wise man who was dispatched to assist the owner of this note…. Why is this writing still there?
– I’d rather be glad. The thunderbolt belonged to the heavenly gods. If only it would appear someday.
-There is only one more thing to protect. I will become a thunderstorm and protect the thunderbolt. And after this, the notebook has turned into a thick manual. It was a guidebook explaining how to use the wheel to move the city. Unlike before, there is no written background. I just calmly continue to explain.
As if the narrator had changed in the middle, I intentionally killed the emotions and only filled in the information. There are even traces of it written once and then erased everywhere. I will read it again and delete the inappropriate content.
Chet. If I was a human, I would have read it easily, but I’m not the king of notes. Anyway, one thing is certain.
Like many other gods, the Thunder God became part of the Celestial God. It may not have been originally, but now it is part of the celestial body. Like the old beliefs that were dismissed as myths or folktales, it will melt into the sky and be used as a servant to brighten the heavenly gods. Thanks to Seonghwangcheong for stealing the thunderbolt.
As I flipped through the pages, I came to the last chapter before I knew it. No other information is visible. At the bottom of the note were these words.
-…We need a successor. A powerful and special being who will protect all these secrets from generation to generation.
As I pondered the words for a moment, the basement door burst open. The guardian of the city, who opened the iron gate with a thunderbolt, glared at me with subtle anger.
“I don’t remember giving permission to come here. What happened?”
Chet. Also, the response is fast. I hurriedly turned around and said.
“So you sneaked in, how did you find out? Outside, the thunder god hunt is in full swing. Can’t you find out structurally?”
“It felt like bugs were gnawing at me. I kept feeling very itchy and intrusive, so I tried to visit… I never thought a thief would hide in this gap.”
No, the thunder god hunt is in full swing outside! Are you leaving aside all the bugs crawling inside your body? You should have endured with evil and dealt with it later!
It’s useless to appeal. Because this proves a certain fact. Thunderstorm can’t find me objectively or subjectively. A bout between a thunder god and a regressor unfolds right up there, so how can we pay attention to this? There is no time to pay attention. I couldn’t even imagine that anyone would.
However, Thunderstorm came very quickly even in an impossible situation.
mere coincidence? animal intuition?
That doesn’t happen in a good way. Both me and my opponent. If I pick up the strongest hand and just shout, but the opponent throws out a joker, that’s not bad luck that will never happen again in my life, it’s work. It’s good to believe because it’s the words of an experienced person. This isn’t intuition, it’s revelation.
Just like a priest received a call from a saint or a communications soldier received a message. I came because someone informed me. Or the discontinuity of that accident cannot be explained! Anyway, I’m red-handed. There is no way to get rid of it since it has already been caught. I said.
“Lord Woorehoe. There is one truth I have come to know.”
Uraehoeju dismissed it at once.
“There is no justification for the truth obtained through dishonest means.”
“Is it still true? Shouldn’t we listen and see?”
I tried to shake my mouth, but the murderous thunderstorm didn’t seem to listen to me. It is clearly approaching step by step with obvious hostility. But before reaching me, the Thunderstorm ran into a small obstacle.
“Woorehoeju niim…”
Jerry, who had collapsed, wept as he grabbed the hem of Rainhoeju’s clothes.
“That person is saying bad things. They say Lord Uraehoe hurts the children.”
The footsteps of Woorehoeju stopped. Unable to shake off the small hand that grabbed the hem of her dress, she turned and comforted Jerry.
“Jerry. don’t listen to him We are not wrong.”
“Yes? Did that person lie?”
“That’s…”
“Isn’t it? Mr. Woorehoe. You could have saved these children, right?”
Using the gap Jerry created, he stabs her with the sharpest words. It created a crack in the face of Uraehoeju, which seemed so perfect that it would not even be scratched.
“The obstacles that occur in the nations are because the food created by the golden sutra is mixed with the body. As the body grows, it becomes twisted and broken. You know that, so you grow food in lightning towers, right?”
If you can distinguish between a good man and a bad man, he must be a good man. Her sense of duty and her actions were all for the city. There must have been no malice there. Taking care of these children is, after all, based on good intentions.
“But you know. If mixing is a problem, don’t mix.”
However, while he had good intentions in his heart, something was greatly twisted when he followed the notes exactly as they were written.
“Someone even bothered to bring the newlyweds and children of the nations together and provide them with food, so that there was no end to disability in the nations.” Others may not know. However, only one Claudia’s thunderstorm knows that fact. Because she is the beneficiary and the culprit at the same time.
Mixing the two creates a disorder. If so, time is bound to separate into two things that do not naturally mix. that’s the right thing to do
However, the dark shadow cast over the nations due to someone artificially mixing the two is still ongoing even after hundreds of years have passed.
“Humans can do anything. But was that really the result you wanted? To continue to bring the curse that hovers over the nations to future generations?”
“Shut up.”
“Isn’t it? If that were the case, there would be no reason for you to take care of these children.”
The children’s cries grow louder and louder. A shadow of misfortune spread across the nations. The Lord of Thunder, who neglected it and protected it, is glaring at me as if looking at an enemy. Receiving a resentful look, I asked her a question.
“Don’t get me wrong. I’m not specifically blaming or blaming you. I just want to ask the heart of Lord Urae. Do you think you like what is written in this note?”
“We are not wrong. This note belongs to the first urea master who created Claudia’s order. Thanks to their efforts, Claudia enjoyed prosperity.”
“You really think so? Even though the tragedy of the nations continued to arise in the order created by this note?”
“That is a problem caused by the existence of the golden mirror. It’s not the responsibility of the previous generation, it’s not Claudia’s responsibility. ”
“Let’s say that. I have no intention of shifting responsibility childishly biting tail after tail. To be honest, it is true that all the problems arose because of the existence of the golden mirror. But why are you still not proud? Why do you keep the children crying out in pain in the basement?”
To avoid prying eyes? There is no reason for that. It is a well-known fact that one-third of children born in different countries die, one-third are born with disabilities, and only one-third are born seemingly normal. Having a child in many countries is like taking part in a very risky gamble.
In Claudia, where such mothers and children flock, there are bound to be many children who die or suffer because of disabilities. Rather, they will cheer and praise the urehhoeju who takes care of them. no matter what you do
“Isn’t it because you just want Lord Uraehoe to turn away from you? So, can I say that I am confident?”
but only one. Urehoeju, in contact with the truth, would want to bury the guilt of contributing to such a nation underground. Because I can’t be proud of it at all. Jerry jumped up and shouted out loud, as if he couldn’t see the respectable Woorehoeju being bullied.
“Don’t say bad things to Lord Uraehoe! Lord of Thunder protects us… Lord of Thunder?”
Uraehoeju silently let go of Jerry’s hand. A thunder practitioner who was once similar to Thunderstorm, but changed because he was not chosen. Uraehoeju looked at the child and was immersed in a short thought.
‘I am the chosen one. So far, as written in the note, I have used my abilities to protect Claudia. But it’s clear… It’s also true that Claudia has children’s pain. As he said, it would be a lie if he didn’t feel uncomfortable.’
There is clearly an idea that … I read that thought with mind-reading. As a human being, he sympathized with the suffering children and tried to protect them. It’s arrogant, but it’s definitely the mindset of a good person.
‘But the world can’t live as it wants.’
However, another thought overflowed from a corner of the mind of Uraehoeju.
There is no human anguish in the flood of thoughts. Claudia’s leader and guardian of the nations. And the one who receives the revelation of the Seonghwangcheong. The work to be done is innumerable, and the duty to be shouldered is too great. Claudia is shaken by her every word and action. The responsibility that a mere human could not endure made her an iron man.
“In order to preserve today, which is no different from yesterday, we must maintain that order. If that is pain, it is the original sin that those born on this earth must endure.”
Woorehoeju, who was freed from the agony, spoke with a firm attitude.
“sophistry. It would be disappointing if it was just sophistry that came all the way here.”
I was reading my mind, but I doubted my ears. It is the thunderstorm that had been harboring human anguish until a while ago. However, something flashed like a thunderbolt, throwing all the agony beyond recognition and transforming into a thunderstorm. As if the thunderstorm was not human.
“Replacing the body with something else human-made. That is the mortal sin of grafting a second-class taboo. It’s a homunculus dilemma that even ungodly wizards are wary of, but to stand by? To drop all human beings in the nations under the grip of the Golden Goblet? To let a man abandon the dignity that makes him human?”
her head is spinning The power of thunder, which spread throughout the whole body, gathers again. However, the direction of gathering is a little strange. A bright yellow ring floats above the head of the thunderstorm. The ring of current that seems unstable to be an angel’s is causing an unpleasant noise.
“It is better to live with pain for the rest of your life than to lower your dignity.”
With both strength and arrogance, that figure is no different from an angel. If I had to forcibly find another point, it would be that he is using his body like an angel through the medium of thunder instead of calling the image of an angel. No matter how you look at it, you’re the weirdest!
“Actually, your whole body is made up of the crops of the golden mirror, right? You can’t use that power to your heart’s content, while others shouldn’t. It’s like kicking a ladder!”
“So I have to be special. Otherwise, humans would covet my body and power instead of longing for it. Everyone will scramble to fill their bodies with excrement from the Golden Jing. If all humans gain the same power as mine, the world’s order will collapse like a toy!”
Thunderstorm’s hair rises as if coiled in a ring of electric current. It looks like an angel dealing with punishment, or a puppet controlled by a ring above its head. As I climbed, the hair spread to the side and swayed up and down like wings.
“Do you think it is okay for humans to lose their dignity, King of Humans?”
Really now, not only dogs and cows, but also rolling stones will recognize me and ask how I am. Why don’t you gossip at all?
Because the Mist Duchy is right next to it, Claudia doesn’t have a plausible temple. He has never seen a temple in his life, and may have studied theology. However, now that he received the revelation, he was a more devout believer than anyone else and was a comrade who shared his will. she became.
“It was the Holy Sword, Master of Thunder. Sheesh, I asked a stupid question.”
Destiny chooses the Holy Sword Corps, the military unit directly under the Holy Hwangcheong. No one orders them to become the Holy Sword Corps. They also do not apply to become the Holy Sword Corps. I just live a normal life among other humans, and at some point I suddenly realize that they are the Sacred Swords and have been chosen by fate. The only thing that will understand and affirm them is the celestials.
The strength I gained by chance, the teachings I believed in and followed, the values I worked hard to keep, and the things I desperately hoped for. Realizing that all of that already exists, you follow the revelation.
“To think that the human king, who should protect human dignity more than anyone else, betrayed it. You should have disappeared too.”
You’re talking really stupid. Who was born because they wanted to be born and disappeared because they wanted to disappear? I replied furiously.
“This is because all of you have given strange names, but the king of humans is not the king? The king who commands the people one by one to do this and that is a concept invented by humans.”
There’s nothing I can do for you, even if you’re looking forward to it. First of all, I am the king of beasts. When humans were beasts, I was the one who spoke for them all. After all, I am influenced by the entire human species. It is said that he is the king of words, but rather, he is a pants representative who has been promised unpaid labor since he was born, doing only dirty work. On the other hand, your king is really good. You can change people as you please.
Well, that’s why they drove out the human king.
“What should human beings be like? Should they keep their dignity? Where the hell is that kind of person you think? Doesn’t sound like the person I know. What is dignity and should we protect it? Is it an emergency food? Then I’d like to share some. Don’t keep it hidden.”
It was my pure intention without mixing a single lie, but after hearing this in a sarcastic way, Urehoeju responded with the same sarcasm.
“I don’t care how human beings become or how miserably they fall… The word barbarism suits me.”
“No matter what human beings become, no matter how miserable they fall. Wouldn’t he be human too? I’m not in denial like you.”
“And what if the city perishes? What if morality disappears? What if the order breaks down? If those things that protect humans disappear in an instant, what will become of the remaining humans?”
Thunderstorm scattered his arms. Now, naturally, the finger with the thunderbolt pointed at the nearby children. She pointed to the crying children and cried out as if vomiting blood.
“Golden mirror! Many tragedies have taken root in this land because that cursed demon destroyed the order of the golden kingdom! It’s not about accepting the power you can’t handle. If it is the power to destroy the world, it must disappear forever and not be revealed! To cause countless death chaos, horror wars and tragedies! Better to bury it in Sato and forget it altogether!”
That’s how order is maintained. After the painstakingly piling it up, getting rid of anything that could break it. This is the way Seonghwangcheong likes.
“Golden Ward was also human. An ordinary human being.”
Of course, it’s a way I would never accept.
“Because it is too powerful to lead change in the world. If you’re going to make it out of common sense as if you’re a demon god, stigmatize it, and stop even thinking about it as a taboo…”
Taboo taboo. Things that actually existed but now prevented me from even thinking about them. All of the names given to them as demons are for that reason… even if it is. I shrugged and continued.
“Well, it doesn’t matter. Because you are human too. I cherish your wishes too!”
A little anticipation appeared on the expression of Woorehoeju.
