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375 Playing with Fire (1) Kim Chaemin knew exactly what I was doing with these kids. So the archmage’s kind explanations were supplemented accordingly. “This is why you shouldn’t be fooled by initial dungeon reports!” The young Hunters of Dantes, perhaps amazed that an archmage was treating them so gently despite being mages, flocked around Kim Chaemin like a brood of ducklings. “You always have to remember. It’s not about ignoring the survey team—it’s about how dangerous…
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374 Group Project (3) Our questions about the guild Dantes were answered by the police officer who guided us. “There are a lot of large guilds in this area.” He didn’t bother to lower his voice, even though Hunters from Dantes could easily hear him. What a mess. It’s not that the police should be afraid of Hunters, but the fact that the police knew the internal workings of the guild and the guild didn’t even bother to deny it. Is this the European average? Or is it just…
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373 Group Project (2) People have many sides. Just look at Noah Michel. The so-called Jewel of Nantes, praised by all, yet what is she trying to do with monsters, humanity, and the fate of the earth? ...Well, I still don’t really know what Noah Michel wants, but let’s set that aside. Someone who seems like a villain to the world might be the best person in the world to their family. No matter how good someone is, they could be the worst parent to their own child. That’s an extreme…
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372 Group Project (1) “It was a C-rank dungeon.” Fortunately, Alain Richard only panicked at first—he calmed down quickly. Maybe it was because Kim Chaemin was there. Not just anyone, but an archmage. There must have been a certain faith that, at the very least, his life would be safe... Well, it wasn’t just Richard. Other mages began to gather quietly around Kim Chaemin. “It wasn’t a particularly dangerous dungeon, but still...” The sirens were blaring, and something…
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371 The Mages of Marseille (3) Alain Richard turned out to be a better person than I expected. Kim Chaemin, beside me, looked exasperated. “Isn’t your opinion changing a little too easily?” “There are no bad people among those who love the arts…” Except there were plenty of rotten people, including the one who once stiffed me on payment. “Not that there aren’t any, but he doesn’t seem like someone with ill intentions.” “Did you enjoy the show?” I hesitated…
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370 The Mages of Marseille (2) Charlotte Mallet did not consider herself a particularly great mage. Well, yes, she was an archmage, but that didn’t sum up the worth of a mage. Some might think so, but at least Mallet believed there were many ways to earn respect even without a unique magic. She was living proof. For Mallet, being recognized as a mage had nothing to do with her unique magic. She only became an archmage in her sixties. By then, she was already acknowledged in several small…
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369 The Mages of Marseille (1) Alain Richard was a mage. And like most mages, he took pride in being one. Whenever he mentioned this, Richard’s master would shake her head and lament the state of things. ‘This is why people have such a poor opinion of mages. All the young ones are missing something.’ He had plenty he wanted to say, but Richard swallowed every word that rose to the tip of his tongue. After all, his master was a far greater mage than he could ever hope to be, someone…
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368 The Anchor of Toulon (2) Anchor of Toulon is a ten-person guild. For a guild named after its city, it’s small, but ten years ago, it had over fifty members and was the city’s representative guild. Funès didn’t want to share all the details with an outsider. Fortunately, Woo Heejae didn’t pry into guild affairs, even after noticing the old group photo hanging by the office entrance. “So, how many people are participating in the raid?” “With you, twelve.” “Twelve?…
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367 The Anchor of Toulon (1) “They replied?” Toulon, a port city in southeastern France. “From where? Who sent it? Are they going to help with the raid? When?” “Calm down and come over here.” “I thought everyone was ignoring us, but I guess they did check. That’s a relief. At least they can read.” The guild Anchor of Toulon, based in this city on the Mediterranean coast. A young man burst into the guild office, making a fuss. “It’s been almost a year, right?…
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366 Invitation (2) “What did you say?” Im Miseon, summoned to Yangseong High on urgent business, frowned the moment she arrived. I sympathized with her. Where else would Im Miseon have ever had to play the role of errand-runner, coming whenever she was called and doing whatever was asked? Wherever she went, she was treated with respect—and deservedly so. She wasn’t exactly “ordinary,” but if the youngest daughter of one of the world’s leading conglomerates had wanted to live a…
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365 Invitation (1) Europe is home to many ancient and storied magical families and societies. There are hundreds officially registered, and if you count the secretive mages who carry on their traditions in the mountains as if they’re something special, the number easily climbs into the thousands. Whether all of them have the skill to confidently introduce themselves as mages is another matter entirely. In any case, to have history and tradition means to have stubbornness. And stubbornness means…
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364 Cleaning (2) “That’s not some mage’s toy, you know.” And so, we come back to the beginning. No matter how un-mage-like she might seem, in the end, a mage is a mage. After that conversation with Kim Chaemin, which left me with that realization, we focused on dismantling that damned mass of magic. Hunters might do all sorts of odd jobs, but I never imagined I’d be doing something like this in a school infirmary, not even in a dungeon. It was just a clump of magic, yet I…
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363 Cleaning (1) "...Ugh." A groan slipped out between tightly clenched lips. Beads of sweat formed on her brow and trickled down her face. One droplet clung to her long lashes before seeping into her eye. For a moment, her vision blurred, but she couldn't look away. She couldn't even blink, so focused was she. Every muscle in her body ached from the tension. But that alone wasn't enough to make her stop. Her hair stood on end. Goosebumps prickled her skin. This moment might be the clue she had…
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362 New Employee (4) Hope looked quite different now that he was human. It wasn’t as if he’d suddenly started walking around with “human” written across his forehead, but he had dyed his hair jet black. That alone changed his whole aura. The previously flashy, multicolored hair had given him a somewhat frivolous image, but with black hair, he looked unexpectedly cold. Maybe it was because he sat there quietly, without his usual smile. His hair, grown long while he slept, was now neatly…
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361 New Employee (3) The kids, fresh from their second successful dungeon raid, could barely contain their excitement. I wasn’t so strict as to immediately demand a review of their mistakes—there was no need to kill the mood. Luckily, they were so absorbed in the dungeon that they seemed to have forgotten whatever they’d been discussing right before entry. I hoped they wouldn’t get any more curious about what had happened at school. Of course, as someone who was once a teenager myself, I…
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360 New Employee (2) Dungeon training was a perfect excuse to avoid troublesome matters. Kim Chaemin seemed to resent that. But what could I do? Managing the mana grass required her. The batch we just collected, and the small, adorable ones to be transplanted—all of it. In a way, Kim Chaemin was even less able to leave the school than Hong Seok-young. With Hong Seok-young’s extended stay in the U.S., that was being proven in real time. And for all her grumbling, Kim Chaemin didn’t seem…
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359 New Employee (1) Kim Chaemin arrived at the school before noon that day. Unlike usual, her yellow sports car tore across the field and screeched to a halt right at the building’s entrance. That was as much as I could see from the infirmary window. There was no way Kim Chaemin hadn’t sensed the flow of magic that Park Seohyun and Choi Jinwoo had also felt. After the problematic mass of magic—after Hope’s wings were cut off, just as he’d said, the influx of magic stopped. The pulsing…
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358 Molting (5) How old was Hope again? I tried to recall what Im Miseon had told me about Alex Hope. All I could remember was that it hadn’t been long since he graduated high school. Was he twenty-one? Twenty-two? Even if another year had passed, it didn’t make much difference. Even though he was in his twenties, Alex Hope never struck me as particularly mature. At best, he seemed like a high schooler. Maybe even a bit like little Yoo Jieun. That was probably because, until he met Sandra…
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357 Molting (4) My father taught me nearly everything he knew. How to move my body, how to use my head. How to become a passable Hunter and clear dungeons, how to think strategically to become a decent Hunter. ...And so on. He didn’t just teach me how to become a Hunter. He taught me the things a parent should teach a child, the things a father should pass on to his son. He taught me, truly, everything necessary to live. Of course, that didn’t mean my father could prepare me for…
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356 Molting (3) What? Did she just ask if I made this on purpose? I almost retorted—why would I ever create something like this?—but stopped myself. Because I immediately understood the line of reasoning that led Park Seohyun to ask such an innocent question. I’d left most of the management of the mage students to Kim Chaemin, only teaching the occasional rune class. Still, Park Seohyun would sneak over to me during after-school study hours. That started after she found out I was...…
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