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    • by Cristae — 432 The Mist of Mont Saint-Michel (5) The past of Nicolas de Funès. Mont Saint-Michel Dungeon, also known as “the Library.” Fifth floor. No one knows how many died. No one knows how many survived. All you can do is run through the darkness, not even knowing what you’re doing—like a moth drawn to a flame. His breath caught at his chin. It felt as if his heart would burst from his throat. Since his Awakening, since he could proudly call himself a Hunter, he had never been…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 550 (Hunter Academy Side Story 17) Human and Monster_1 “Aaaugh…” Alex twisted his stiff body. Even after stretching as usual, the heavy gear made it impossible to feel refreshed. All black clothing, a bulletproof vest, heavy boots, thick gloves—there was more, too. They’d explained what all the equipment was for when they issued it, but honestly, he couldn’t remember half of it. In any case, there were legal and identity issues, so he’d been told to always wear the gear during…
    • by Cristae — 485 Sinking Swamp (1) November 30th. Hailey Lawton was dead. There was still debate over whether it was truly Hailey Lawton or Luise Kruger, since Hailey Lawton had been a real person as well. But this was easily resolved. Hailey Lawton had family. A DNA test conclusively proved that the Hailey Lawton of Cactus Mirage was, in fact, Luise Kruger. Lawton’s family raised a huge commotion, demanding to know what had happened to their Hailey, but that was another matter—one for the American…
    • by Cristae — 333 Report Smuggling to 125 (1) May 30, 2022. Busan Port. 2:49 a.m. Countless containers were stacked high, forming walls like a fortress. There were lights, but they couldn’t fully illuminate the spaces between the containers. There were people working late—security guards and others—but compared to broad daylight, blind spots were inevitable. It was the perfect time for anyone who wanted to avoid being seen. Two shadows moved through the darkness. The many CCTV cameras were…
    • by Cristae — 564 (Extra Story 31) Stars That Shine Together_3 Park Seohyun will become a great mage. Woo Huijae had declared it—not as a hope based on her potential, but with certainty. ‘She will become a great mage.’ Woo Huijae was not a mage. Sandra had once wondered how he could be so sure, especially since Kim Chaemin was standing beside him when he said it. Sandra had glanced at her suspiciously, but Chaemin had only smiled. Sandra herself was not a mage, so she’d thought it was something…
    • by Cristae — 378 Girl of Dreams (1) ‘Her? She’s just annoying and a pain to deal with.’ Alex Hope never hesitated to offer his testimony about Noah Michel. It was less testimony and more like a coworker’s complaint—in fact, to be blunt, it was just gossip. And the content, well... it was childish whining, perfectly in line with Hope’s mental age. She annoyed him, she bothered him, that sort of thing. There was some subjectivity mixed in, but Hope was the only one who personally knew Noah…
    • by Cristae — 327 Return Home (1) After that, Kang Taewoo didn’t say another word. I can’t say I wasn’t curious what he was thinking, but for now, I left him alone. Let’s focus on the bright side. At least he hadn’t tried sneaking into the infirmary, nor had he gone looking for the old lab. Of course, at this strange school where there were more teachers than students, sneaking into the isolated infirmary would be a challenge for kids with their current abilities. The lab in the abandoned…
    • by Cristae — 566 (Extra Story 33) The Wicked Lamb_1 A small chandelier with bulbs glowed softly overhead. In its gentle light, the pale yellow wallpaper shimmered warmly. The cupboards, refrigerator, and oven filling the kitchen were all a pretty yellow, matching the wallpaper as if part of a set. Though the years and the touch of their owners had left their marks, everything was so well cared for that it was easy to imagine how it must have looked when new. The woman who had tended to this home pulled a…
    • by Cristae — 571 (Extra Story 38) Summoning_2 The trees were so densely packed it was almost impossible to see the sky. At first glance, it looked like a coniferous forest, but anyone with a sharp eye would quickly notice these weren’t trees they’d ever seen before. There was something oddly off about the shapes of the trees, and the sky overhead was filled with stars like a night sky. Yet the forest cast not a single shadow, which made it clear what this place was. A dungeon. Blue light shimmered…
    • by Cristae — 552 (Hunter Academy Side Story 19) Human and Monster_3 “No, no, no. But Lehmann isn’t some bizarre hedonist, is he? Just for that reason?” Who knew how each of them took Woo Hee-jae’s words. But everyone had plenty to say, and everyone took it differently. Kim Chae-min and Sandra were the first to jump in. “How are we supposed to know what goes on in a guy like that’s head?” “Sandra’s right. No decent human would even think of changing bodies! Look at Noah…
    • by Cristae — 415 Butterflies of Memory (5) Aside from his insistence on wearing sunglasses day and night, indoors or out, Han Taekyung was, for a hunter, a fairly reasonable person. Even twenty years later, when he sometimes got into disputes with civilians, Han Taekyung never did so without reason. Thanks to dungeon management laws, he usually won in court. It wasn’t because he was a public official with the Bureau—if anything, he got more flak and was even suspended from duty regardless of the…
    • by Cristae — 294 Magic Lamp (3) “So, that… monster. Magic lamp? People come up with the strangest nicknames. What did you do with it?” “Huh?” “If it’s useful, you wouldn’t clear the dungeon, you’d just leave it alone… There are plenty of dungeons like that. Actually, how many are there? Are there a lot?” “Uh…” “Were there other monsters in those dungeons?” “In most cases, yes, there were other monsters…” “What kind of monsters? New types you’d never seen…
    • by Cristae — 289 To-Do (2) In the end, I told Gamble what was needed after she’d stayed up several nights in a row. Gamble thought for a moment, then nodded. “It shouldn’t take too long. You already gave me everything I need, anyway.” “Is that so?” “Are you going to make this public?” “Eventually. Not right now.” “All right, then. No need to prepare it for public release.” Gamble waved her hand, shooing me out. “Whoever it is, tell them to stop giving things in dribs…
    • by Cristae — 244 Civil Complaints (3) “Mana pen?” “It’s just a provisional name. It’s intuitive, isn’t it?” Gamble raised her eyebrows. In front of her sat a thick wooden stick and a mana stone smaller than a pinky nail. “I don’t know about intuitive… You do something with mana? What does it do?” “It’s simple.” The mana pen was a device painstakingly developed by the mana engineering researchers at Dayeon. Shaped like a portable fountain pen, it included features like…
    • by Cristae — 447 Hong Seokyoung’s Detective Agency (2) It was exactly two days after that conversation that my father finally spoke up. San Francisco had stabilized to some extent. There were still monsters roaming the city, and some of those trapped in newly formed dungeons had yet to return. The number of casualties was still only an estimate, and no one knew how many people were missing. But even so, the end was in sight. This was only possible because it was America. Just as Isabella and Robert had…
    • by Cristae — 517 To Remain a Magician (1) “I was sure he’d be over here.” What had happened at Mont-Saint-Michel, all the worries about Noah Michelle’s unstable magic, her memories, her mind—these were all pushed aside by a single remark from Han Tae-kyung. More than anything, it was because Han Tae-kyung spoke with such certainty that Kim Chae-min would be with them. “Right. I thought he’d be here too…?” Even Hope said the same. “I haven’t seen Mr. Kim. I’ve been with Miss…
    • by Cristae — 556 (Hunter Academy Side Story 23) Lemon Candy_2 ‘Hi.’ There were many children who were afraid of the masked watchers in black animal masks. Usually, these were kids who hadn’t been in the lab long. The ones who trembled and cried at injections. The ones who wandered the halls at night, sniffling for their mom or dad. The ones who glared with venom, swearing their parents would tear this place apart if they ever found them. Those kids were terrified of the watchers, who were always bundled…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 530 The Human’s Child (4) The white fish drifted slowly along the mist. Under the deep blue sky, the mist scattered like clouds, looking like a daytime Milky Way. The mana was so concentrated and sparkling that even civilians could see it. The fish followed the clumps of mana like a goldfish chasing food. Each time its enormous mouth gulped down a ball of mana, a tense excitement spread below. Everyone watching must have felt the same thing. Magic and monsters often seemed like illusions that…
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