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Getting up
before 5:00 am the next morning, the class attendant left the room and headed for the living room, taking care not to wake Lucille, who was sleeping peacefully in her bed
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Perhaps everyone was sleeping, or if Ban Yu-mi was practicing in the garden outside in the quiet of the house, the sound of wind cutting and weak spirits could be heard steadily.
‘Now I feel like I’m back.’
Even if you become a student at Union Academy, even if monsters appear on Earth, even if secret circumstances arise in your family.
His older sister was still up early in the morning brandishing a wooden sword in the garden.
That provided some comfort to Ban Yu-won’s anxious mind.
“Now then…”
He quickly washed his face and boiled the water.
I brewed black tea, poured it into a stylish mug, and added thirteen sugar cubes.
Rather than black tea, I sat down on the couch holding a glass of hot liquid that should be called black tea-flavored syrup in my hand.
Instead of a mirror, I turned on the smartphone I was holding for the first time in a few months and connected to the Internet.
What I want to find out is the story about the myths and scriptures I heard from my grandfather yesterday.
‘It’s hard to understand that all myths have disappeared. Moreover, there should be no way to do something about the contents that have already entered people’s heads…’
Moreover, religion has had a profound impact on the development of the earth’s culture.
Human history is the history of religion.
Aren’t there a lot of games that were influenced by Greek mythology or Norse mythology, not to mention naming people?
Are they all broken? Controlling everyone who has already come into contact with it?
No way–.
“Yes.”
An hour later, Ban Yu-won sighed as he put down the empty teacup.
Almost all religious scriptures and books related to various myths that are popularly recognized have been converted into unreadable characters, as learned through Ban Ji-won’s Bible.
Videos don’t play, games don’t work, and cartoons are distorted like paint.
Fortunately, the area of names of traditional customs influenced by religion remained the same—but there was no way to explain how they were related to religion.
People’s memories were not interfered with, but they were unable to convey what they knew to others.
Even if he tried to speak or write it, it was changed to a language he did not even know.
‘It’s clear that the Tower of Babel is involved.’
Ban Yu-won, who came to such a conclusion without difficulty, finally confirmed the reaction of each religious community.
Since the scriptures have become tasteless and it is impossible to speak the doctrine, evangelism has become impossible, and even worship is not conducted properly.
It was never an official opinion, but many of those who were obsessed with religion concluded that dimensional evolution was caused by the devil, and they cursed those who stood out thanks to dimensional evolution, including the Ban family.
On the other hand, in this terrible disaster that appeared along with the change of the earth, even the extremes appeared, claiming that the fakes were only being oppressed by the ‘true god’ that appeared only with the dimensional evolution.
“Haa…”
It’s only been three months since the dimensional evolution took place.
It was too short a period for believers in a religion with thousands of years of history to accept the reality.
Even Yuwen Ban, the new owner of the Tower of Babel, who is the only one unaffected by this, cannot understand why this happened.
If you conquer the tower, will you know then?
Until then—if possible, it would be best to keep your mouth shut about the connection between this tragedy on Earth and the Tower of Babel.
“Half-yuwon.”
“why.”
Then, Ban Yu-mi suddenly appeared behind him and started talking to him.
Ban Yu-Won, who was reading her movements with the operation of the prayer sword, responded naturally, but Ban Yu-Mi’s eyes narrowed at his reaction.
“Since when have you been so good?”
“Did you see all the videos I am in? I learned martial arts from a girl who came out of Moorim. It’s dope.”
“That’s right, I’m just talking about him.”
Seuk Yumi Ban said while sticking her face in front of his nose.
“Didn’t he ask for something in return for teaching you martial arts?”
“what?”
“…the body.”
Ban Yu-won cleaned his ears, but because Ruchel cleaned them last night, they were clearly open without any stains.
he said, squinting at his sister.
“Ban Yu-mi, are you reading nonsense these days?”
“No kid! It’s strange, no matter how you look at it, it’s an advanced technology! It’s just a skill that can’t be taught as motivation!”
“What are you talking about? Didn’t you see the video? He also taught martial arts to other classmates.”
For Ruchel, the heretics of Murim, those with the blood of beasts–probably the martial arts that shared the roots with Goeyeonggong that Ban Yu-Won learned.
For Light, not only military spearmanship, but also antipersonnel spearmanship later.
It was a semi-yuwon who kindly explained about it, but my sister’s reaction did not change.
“It feels different. I didn’t learn what I taught them, but what I taught you… Yes, I feel like a disciple!”
“Your eyes are good too.”
It is an undeniable fact that Hyeonsingong is the basis of Dokgoyeon’s martial arts.
It’s not just Hyeonshin Gong.
Dok-go-yeon not only firmly planted the fundamentals of the sword in him, but also used all kinds of sword techniques she had learned by teaching under the guise of sparring every day, striking Ban Yu-won’s body.
All of those movements were conceptualized one by one and now all melted into the prayer sword of Banyuwon.
Actually, the word disciple is not wrong.
“Like my older sister said, I feel like a disciple. Actually, I don’t know why he’s been so nice to me…” ”
So he didn’t ask for your body in return!”
“What’s wrong with him!”
I couldn’t stand my sister who was talking nonsense in the morning and when Ban Yu-Won shouted, she pointed at her eyes and shouted as if Ban Yu-Won was frustrated because he couldn’t understand this.
“The eyes she sees you! Those weird cross eyes are so erotic!”
“I’m good at talking about subjects I’ve never been in a relationship with.”
“Ugh…!”
Ban Yu-mi, who was stabbed to the point, shut her mouth.
Ban Yu-won sighed deeply at the sight and stood up from his seat.
“Do sparring or something. Is that what you said because you wanted to anyway?”
“I’m only quick to notice…”
“That’s faster than you.”
How could he not know that he was approaching with a wooden sword in each hand?
Ban Yu-won took the wooden sword that his older sister gave him and went out to the garden together.
“Seriously, I’m going.”
“Has your sister ever played with a sword?”
“You never tried to kill me.”
You shouldn’t try to kill your family.
“But I think I can kill you now.”
“hey.”
“Goes!”
Ban Yu-mi, who really wants to kill herself, stretches out her wooden sword full of selfishness!
I’ve known her talents since winning the Olympic gold medal as an active high school student, but I can’t imagine that she has grown even faster after the global cataclysm…!
“huh?”
Ban Yu-Won blinked as he dodged her sword, which flew in a familiar trajectory.
“Is this Dokgoyeon swordsmanship?”
“I learned from the video you posted.”
“You’re kidding…?”
Yes, since it was a video filming the activities of the Rebellion members, the scene of Dokgo-yeon wielding a sword must have been included.
However, I didn’t film a video to use as a textbook, assuming that she would teach swordsmanship to others
.
If Dokgoyeon’s swordsmanship had been so easy to learn, Ban Yuwon wouldn’t have had anything to learn!
“No kidding. It went well because I worked hard with the determination to learn completely and beat it someday. Besides, unlike fencing or kendo, ‘It goes well with mana.’”
“――Hot!”
The familiar feeling of the sword flying again, but inside it, I felt a burning heat that seemed like it would explode at any time.
Ban Yu-Won finally realized why Ban Yu-Mi’s growth was so fast.
The ‘form’ of the perfect sword that Dokgo-yeon taught Ban Yu-won.
Ban Yu-mi succeeded in the absurd act of putting her own meaning into it after learning it only by watching the video.
Of course, it is not possible to build from the realm of nothingness, but the talent of Yumi Ban, who started from the form and completed it into a plausible martial art, was at a bizarre level.
‘It’s not just swordsmanship. In the first place, not only was he good at handling magical powers–that inherent power is too deceiving.’
In the process of cutting off her wooden sword, the heat that had transferred to him tried to burn his wooden sword as well as Banyuwon’s body.
Of course, the concept of ‘Geumgang (金剛)’ obtained while dealing with the descending body of the constellation this time was blocking it, but it is quite strange at the point of having to use his unique concept in sparring with wooden swords.
‘An unquenchable flame. To be honest, it wouldn’t be strange if my sister was chosen to join the Union.’
Ruchel’s unique concept, feral core, created by Banyuwon twisting the power of the constellation and adding countless wildness to it.
A power similar to or even greater than the concept of giving the owner immense strength, stamina and unlimited growth power was burning inside Ban Yu-mi’s body.
Literally, an unquenchable flame constantly produces energy, reinforcing anti-glamor at this very moment.
“The age at which you can enter Union is 20 years old, but it’s a shame.”
“I know what you’re thinking, but I have no intention of becoming your junior anyway?!”
“I thought it would be fun.”
“Benefit…!”
As I said it teasingly, Ban Yumi’s sword swung faster.
It is really only aiming at his fatal vital spot and swinging his sword!
“If you’re embarrassed, you can say you’re embarrassed.”
“Don’t dodge, stay still. I can’t kill you!”
“I am.”
Ban Yu-won met his sister’s sword and matched for about 30 minutes.
She had already accepted and developed Dokgoyeon’s swordsmanship in her own way and had reached an independent level of martial arts.
She would have to be judged just for continuing to swing her sword in search of a way out, persistently digging in without backing down against Ban Yu-Won, who is an absolute force.
[The depth of the prayer sword is increased by 2.]
“Hee hee hee hee…”
“It was a good match. After all, a genius is a genius.”
In the end, Ban Yu-Won couldn’t land a proper blow on him and threw his wooden sword on the floor, looking at Ban Yu-Mi who was breathing.
It wasn’t that he was particularly ridiculing, but while dealing with the swordsmanship with Ban Yu-mi’s innate sense, Ban Yu-won was able to collect the concept of quality swordsmanship for the first time in a long time.
As a result, the depth of the prayer sword was 2.
It was truly amazing to grow this much with just one sparring.
“What are you doing that makes me feel bad…!”
“I am responding by reading all the situations and movements. I can’t help it because this is my style. Because my sword talent is declining, I had to adjust it elsewhere.”
“You bastard with no talent…!”
No matter what your ability is, you are the one who wields the sword in the end.
Just as Ban Yu-Won gained income from Ban Yu-Mi’s sword, Ban Yu-Mi was also able to gain a lot from Ban Yu-Won’s exquisite swordsmanship.
“You take a break and do one more game. At that time, I won’t lose like this.”
“That’s something I’m grateful for, but not right now.”
“why! …ah.”
“Brother Yoowon.”
Ruchel, who came out to the garden, handed out a cold wet towel to Ban Yu-won.
“It was cool, Yuwon.”
“thank you.”
“Brother too. The meal is ready, so just wipe your sweat and come in right away.”
“Ah, thank you.”
Ruchel handed a towel to Yumi Ban and smiled brightly before going inside.
As she wiped her sweat with the towel she received, she was overcome with a strange sense of defeat.
“Is he… is he really like that? You’re a complete Confucian girl…!”
“No, actually, I wasn’t tidy. Just enough to feed me…”
“Feed me?! You are a slave!”
That’s because slavery is right.
However, after defeating the Constellation in Jeddah, for several days when she was not attached to Banyuwon, she was training by her mother’s side.
Maybe that’s what I learned then…!
“Ban Yu-Won…”
Ban Yu-Mi was picking up the wooden sword again.
Her eyes contained 70% of anger and 30% of emotions like indescribable envy.
“Raise your sword.”
“I hate to eat.”
“Then it’s just one!”
“It’s so cheesy, really. How did you live because you were bored while I was gone?”
“With the intent to kill you!”
“If anyone hears it, they’ll think they’re enemies of their parents…”
* * *
7:30 a.m. The whole Ban family froze in front of the breakfast that Lucille had prepared to the fullest.
Of course it was because of Lucille.
“Yuwon Ah~.”
“Are you really going to do it? Lucille, think carefully. It’s two months. Are you going to do this with every meal for the next two months? Are you really going to do it while feeling these gazes pouring down on us mercilessly?”
“Hehehe ah~.”
“…Oh~.”
It seems to have been what I was hoping for.
In the end, Ban Yu-Won succumbed in front of Ruchel, who had a steel-like will that did not yield in front of anyone.
As she carefully fed him, Ruchel asked with a smile that seemed like she couldn’t be happier.
“it is delicious?”
“Yeah….”
“I will completely master Korean food in two months. Then, even if you go back to the academy, you will be able to cook a meal that suits Yoo-won’s taste, right?”
Watching the slave force his master’s actions, his family was slowly figuring out how the relationship between the two was formed.
So, that’s probably a play like that…
–
said Ban, who saw Ban Yu-mi’s chopsticks break.
“Daughter, your chopsticks are broken.”
“Be quiet, Dad.”
Ban Yu-mi replied, throwing the chopsticks into powder.
Chairman Ban looked back at his wife with tears in his eyes.
“Honey, isn’t my daughter a bit chilly with me since yesterday?”
“He’s doing this because he doesn’t even know why.”
“Really, everyone is so…”
Ban Ji-won, who was politely removing the oysters with chopsticks next to Ban’s sobbing, suddenly said.
“Didn’t you say there was a press conference today, Yumiya?”
“…That’s right, Grandpa. Grandpa will wear it too? We would be grateful if you hugged us.”
“It is not okay for an old man to keep showing his face to the affairs of young people. I can’t be in the place where our woni should shine.”
Hearing this, Ban Yu-won tilted his head and asked a question.
“Is your grandfather a member of the guild too?”
“First of all, it is an honorary advisor.”
Indeed, there is nothing to say if you push so openly and blatantly.
I was nodding my head in admiration for my grandfather’s gentle teaching, which showed me a model of how to use power, when a bell suddenly rang at the front door.
“What are you doing in the morning? Did you order delivery?”
“I don’t have anything to come… Is it the housekeeper’s day, honey?”
“no?”
“ah.”
Banging the second pair of chopsticks she had just received, Yumi Ban touched her forehead.
“This crazy bitch is in a hurry…”
“Who is it?”
“Don’t break it.”
Ban Yu-mi, who answered briefly, stood up from her seat and looked at Ruchel.
“Watch out for yourselves, Lucille.”
“Are you a woman?”
“Basically, I think they are all enemies.”
“It looks like there are only women in the guild.”
How can a conversation be established with just a few words?
While Ban Yu-Won thought it was strange, the front door finally opened and a guest came in.
“Wow, great. The real thing looks better…! Ah, this one is even prettier in real life… Damn it.”
“Good morning sister! Hey, is the family even here today?! I’m screwed what should I do! I’m sorry, and at mealtime!”
“Sorry for making a fuss early in the morning. Excuse me for a while about the guild.”
“Huh? Hey hey hey!”
three of them too.
