Turning-Chapter 784

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Chapter 784

Yuder greeted Alik with a warm smile, encountering him after a long separation. Alik, his face slightly worn, chuckled as he introduced his modest, temporary research space established in the southern branch.

"Who would have thought you'd offer me not just one, but two rooms? Therefore, one is for Mage Hellem, and the other for myself. Ah, a research lab of my own! Temporary it may be, but it feels like a dream!"

"Have you never had a lab of your own before?"

"Indeed, it's not because I lacked money or my master was stingy. It's due to the traditions among mages!"

According to Alik, mages under a master's tutelage rarely had the opportunity to have their own labs until they gained recognition or independence from their master. If the master was the root, the apprentice was like a branch extending from it, as Yuder attentively listened, picking up on a particular word in the lengthy explanation.

"The relationship between a direct master and apprentice among mages is considered special, different from just being part of the same alliance or organization. In the mages’ terms... um, like a 'Spiritual father,' so to speak."

'Spiritual father' – a term used to refer to the Archmage Luma in the diary of the First Duke Tain. It was surprising to hear it still in use, thinking it a phrase of the old times.

Seizing the moment, Yuder asked Alik if he knew anything relevant.

"Fascinating. Then, did the Archmage Luma also have disciples who called him 'Spiritual father'?"

"The Archmage Luma? Hmm, an interesting question indeed. In fact, the term 'Spiritual father' is believed to have originated from him."

"Is that so?"

"Since ancient times, mages called Archmages during the Empire's early days preferred to teach a broader audience rather than just a few close disciples. Their aim wasn't just to impart their magic knowledge, but to rescue those mages suffering and shunned due to their unrecognizable powers."

It was a familiar story, perhaps because of Yuder's previous visit to the graveyard where the secret diary of the First Duke Tain lay buried. However, this time the story resonated differently.

It felt like realizing that old tales, as recorded in ancient documents, shared considerable commonalities with the present.

Alik's story, while discussing the early days' mages, had striking parallels with the current activities of the Cavalry.

"However, the Archmage Luma was different. He was close not only to the First Emperor and Empress but also taught magic personally to their four children, stemming from the fact that the First Empress was a mage herself. This practice is considered the origin of the court mages who continue to teach the princes and princesses to this day. It was from this relationship that the term 'Spiritual father' for a master spread widely."

"I see."

"Yet, it's a pity that none of the four who received direct tutelage delved deeply into the magic world. The First Duke Tain was somewhat renowned for his research in those times, but alas, scarce records remain. Thus, the lineage of the Archmage Luma's direct disciples seems to have been lost."

Clearly, like Alik, modern mages were unaware of the First Duke Tain's research aims and achievements.

"I'm not sure if the Commander has already informed you, but Alik, you will be in charge of the continuous production and research of the ability suppression devices here. I heard you brought the quantity already produced in the capital. Have you delivered it yet?"

"No, I was about to, but I wasn't told whom to give it to, so I still have it."

"Then give it to me. I will take care of the delivery."

"Really? It's quite heavy... But with your wind ability, Yuder, it should be fine."

Alik's initial concern quickly turned into a relieved smile.

"You have no idea how hard it was for me to carry those along with Mage Hellem's monster. I thought I was going to die. Both are related to research, so I couldn't entrust them to others, and I couldn't let the elderly Mage Hellem carry them, so naturally..."

"Wait, Alik. What monster are you talking about?"

Yuder, interrupting him, raised his hand inquisitively. Alik blinked in surprise and then replied.

"Penpen, the long-tailed black monster. You caught it yourself, remember?"

"You brought it here with you?"

"I thought you knew. It's actively involved in the research, so Mage Hellem brought it along. The prototypes of my suppression devices are also placed with its enclosure. You should see for yourself."

"Why there... No, never mind. No need to answer."

Yuder recalled Mage Hellem, who seemed like a kindly old woman. As a former head of the court mages, she too had the characteristic mage-ly trait of prioritizing research above all else.

"Mage Hellem! Are you there? I'm coming in!"

Alik knocked on the door connecting to his lab and entered without waiting for a response.

"Is it alright to just walk in like that?"

"At this time, she's likely writing in her research journal. She wouldn't hear us knocking anyway, so it's better to just enter."

Alik's calm reply showed the depth of experience gained from his long apprenticeship under Master Thais Yulman.

As expected, Mage Hellem was engrossed in writing something, surrounded by several open books on her desk, unaware of their arrival.

"Mage Hellem. I'm here. Yuder is with me."

"Hmm? Ah. It's been a while."

Noticing Yuder, Mage Hellem adjusted her glasses, smiling warmly.

"I suppose you're not here to see me, so what brings you?"

"We've come to help move Alik's suppression devices."

"Ah, those wildly unpredictable toys."

"They're not toys, Mage Hellem. They're masterpieces of my research."

Alik protested meekly, but Mage Hellem seemed to pay no heed.

"They're over there. Take them. But you look thinner than a skewer since I last saw you. I wonder if you're eating well."

Though they had barely met since Yuder joined the Cavalry, she had always been surprisingly kind to him. The only issue was her constant remarks about him losing weight.

"I am eating well."

"You might not be as robust as our lord or Nathan, but you should at least put on some weight like Alik. I worry seeing you thinner each time."

Yuder's weight, in fact, had not changed at all, but to the eyes of a mage accustomed to the stature of individuals like Kishiar and Nathan Zuckerman, he appeared otherwise. Yuder glanced at Alik, who looked slightly pale but still had chubby cheeks, and then fell silent.

Mage Hellem expressed concern that the lord would not neglect his assistant's meals, but thankfully, she did not dwell further on the topic after emphasizing the importance of eating well even amidst busyness.

"The south is so much warmer compared to the north and the capital, which I like. It's just a pity that I can't stay here forever. Earlier, I noticed some clueless fellows wandering outside, conducting some sort of investigation. Turns out they're from the Sapphire Mage Union."

It seemed Mage Hellem was curious about the Sapphire Mage Union. Yuder nodded and explained the task he had entrusted to them.

"Yes, I asked them to investigate any changes in the flow of magic energy in the area due to the recent monster appearance."

"From what I saw, I'm not sure if they can handle it properly... If it proves unsatisfactory, could you tell the lord I'll take over?"

Yuder would welcome Mage Hellem's assistance. She had already inspected the monster's carcass upon arrival and promised to report as soon as her investigation was complete. Yuder felt anew that it was a good decision to have summoned her here.

'Now, all that's left is to move the suppression devices.'

Yuder approached the area where a cage covered with a black cloth was located. The rustling sound inside indicated that Penpen was indeed there. Alik shuddered at the thought of touching the cage and gestured with his eyes.

"That one there, the black bag. Yes, that's it."

The bag looked too heavy for one man to carry, but for Yuder, it was not a problem. He used the power of wind to lift the bag effortlessly, sending it flying towards the door of Alik's lab, then turned to Mage Hellem to bid farewell.

"I'll come to visit again next time."

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In the autumn of his 18th year, after winning the high school kendo championship finals, an unexpected accident occurred.

Due to that incident, Kang Mu-heon lost one of his legs, his closest friend, and his promising future. He closed off his heart and shut himself away alone.

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"Why was someone like you born into this world to make me so miserable? Do you understand when I say it like this?! You were born with talent for the sword, a bright personality, everything - you must have been laughing at me always lagging behind! Did you even know how pathetic I felt because of your stupid hypocrisy? A genius? What does any of that matter!"

Seung-jo's cries stabbed at his heart, wailing as if he were crying even though he wasn't, but there was no time to think further. He quickly clutched my stomach, got up, and ran towards him.

He looked surprised for a moment, but he was desperate.

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Screech!

Bang! With an impact that felt like his whole body was being shattered, he flew through the air.

And in that brief yet long moment of floating in space, he remembered his reflection in Seung-jo's eyes for the last time.......

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[ Then in THE MIST, may you become the master of infinite possibilities. ]

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He looked down at himself, standing dazed and wearing clothes of unknown origin. When he touched the sleeve, he felt the texture of fabric as real as reality. His hair felt the same, and even when he touched the wall of a nearby house, he could clearly feel the solid, cold surface.

Is this... VT?

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'Can I really walk?'

He first stepped out with his left foot, then very slowly put strength into his heavy right foot. It felt like cold sweat was running down his spine.

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He lifted it,

Moved it,

And took another step to touch the ground again.

So easily. As if there had never been any problem with this leg from the beginning.

"Ah..."

At that moment, something that was neither joy nor emotion shot up his spine. Suddenly feeling a lump in his throat, he lowered his head and leaned against the wall. His right foot, bearing his weight, was doing its job perfectly.

"..."

Holding back the tightness in his throat, he took another step.

It didn't hurt. It wasn't heavy. His leg was no longer a useless piece of wood that ached.

Damn it, to be able to walk so easily like this.

To be able to run so easily like this.

He had wished even in his dreams for the day to come when he could walk and run like this again.

And so he walked again, kept walking, slowly getting faster, until finally he started running like a madman through the entire town.

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"Kap. ...There seems to be a misunderstanding. That's not what I meant."

Just as he was thinking he should throw a punch, Yu-wan sighed with a troubled look and said.

A misunderstanding? How could it be a misunderstanding when he said with his own mouth that he didn't think of me as a friend?

"I didn't expect to receive such a question suddenly, so my explanation was probably too brief. Let me rephrase."

Yu-wan reached out his hand, his face completely changed from before - intense yet resolute - as he stared at him. As he didn't reject the hand suddenly approaching his face and kept his gaze fixed, his cool large hand touched his cheek completely.

A shiver ran down his spine at that moment.

"I'm sorry to say this to you, but I don't see you only as a friend. ...This is the complete answer."

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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenomenon Management Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

"Do you know how it feels to play a game that's already messed up? ...Anyway, the next round will come, so this time, I'm just going to play it recklessly."

In fact, his true identity is someone who has regressed through three lives, trying to save the world from the Great Rift but failing each time. After repeating a life where he couldn't sleep peacefully even for a day, he became completely exhausted before this life even began.

"I know. You worked hard, Jin Soram."

And then there's Han Tae-un, the man who saved Soram and died in all three previous lives. As he did in every life, he comes to Soram's side once again. The Great Rift is approaching soon. It's impossible to resolve it in this life without any preparation. Soram vows to save Tae-un in this life and die himself. At least, he won't let Tae-un save a failure like himself again.

"For now, until then, let's sleep..."

As Soram sluggishly lives his life waiting for that moment, a gradual change occurs in his heart.

'I thought this was a messed-up round... but I want to live a little longer here.'