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    • by Cristae — 492 Aerial Aquarium (4) Two pairs of eyes hardly blinked. Unlike their usual boisterous selves, they were excessively still. Perhaps that was why they stood out even more. Their gazes were fixed, faces serious, as if determined not to miss a single detail of the scene before them. Hong Seok-young suddenly found himself wondering what those kids were seeing. His son, Woo Hee-jae, also saw things others could not. Still, “mana” was something Hong Seok-young could easily understand. Just…
    • by Cristae — 491 Aerial Aquarium (3) A black SUV sped down the road stretching from Los Angeles to Las Vegas. Let us turn our attention to the city in question—Las Vegas. Of course, with a gigantic fish floating above the city, the mood could hardly be described as pleasant. The moment the monster appeared, evacuation efforts began swiftly, but with a population numbering in the hundreds of thousands, it was impossible for everyone to leave the city at once. Moreover, Las Vegas was teeming with tourists. In…
    • by Cristae — 490 Aerial Aquarium (2) Of course, Los Angeles was anything but calm. “Move!!” “E-everyone, please stay calm!” “Are there any planes? Is anything flying right now?!” The airport was in utter chaos. Thanks to emergency landings by nearby aircraft, the air was filled with a jumble of languages. The place was packed so tightly there was barely room to move, with shouts, curses, and screams all blending together. Whether it was because of the crowds or the monster that had…
    • by Cristae — 489 Aerial Aquarium (1) “What do you think they’re doing right now?” “Sorry?” We were still flying over the Pacific. There’s only so much endurance one can muster for a long flight. In fact, the closer we got to landing, the more the boredom seemed to grow. Perhaps unable to bear the monotony any longer, Kim Chaemin suddenly spoke up. “Our friends, I mean.” “…You mean real friends? Or fake friends?” “Come on.” Kim Chaemin shot me a cold look, as if he’d…
    • by Cristae — 488 Sinking Swamp (4) A few days before returning to Korea. ‘Thinking about it again—’ It was during an in-depth discussion about the title of Savior. When I suggested that it might be a term of derision, everyone fell silent. But that silence was broken by my father, the one most directly involved. ‘Honestly, I don’t think it’s all that important.’ It was hard to believe such words from someone who, just moments before, had looked so utterly exhausted. When our eyes met,…
    • by Cristae — 487 Sinking Swamp (3) An innate magic is the act of interpreting the mana that runs in a mage’s own blood. In a way, it is even more instinctive than other forms of magic. That’s why Kim Chaemin used to joke that this was the most intuitive way to get to know oneself. After all, a hunter can’t simply swap out their mana the way they change weapons. So Park Seohyun’s mana, and her innate magic, should have remained the same. “Seohyun, this side’s ready!” “Remember what we…
    • by Cristae — 486 Sinking Swamp (2) The so-called safe and promising method that Gamble presented with such gravity was— “Teacher!” —astonishingly, a living being. A human, standing on two feet, speaking, thinking, and even using magic. “Teacher, are you going to stay at school now?” Not just one, but two. Park Seohyun and Choi Jinwoo rushed over, brimming with excitement. It didn’t feel like I’d been away from school for long, yet they seemed to have grown so much in the…
    • 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 — 484 Savior (2) There was a certain emotion in my father’s explanation. At times, he grew heated; at times, weary; at times, he burst out laughing as if telling some absurd story. Yet his point was always clear, and he never strayed from the subject. “I simply can’t believe it.” Was Han Taekyung saying he couldn’t believe my father’s words now? I glanced at him with suspicion. If that were the case, instead of grumbling about work assignments earlier, he should’ve stormed out of…
    • by Cristae — 483 Savior (1) “At least once, there’s a future where I kill every last member of Ark.” My father spoke with utter nonchalance, yet with a certainty I had never seen before. Seeing his face, I reflexively wanted to scold him for saying something so absurd, but the words wouldn’t come. I was at a loss. No matter how flippant he could be, my father never joked about things like this. And was it really… such an absurd thing to say? Was it, truly? “What made you think…
    • by Cristae — 482 Territorial Dispute (4) Sandra Gamble was not an educator. She was well aware of that fact herself, and not once had she ever wanted to teach anyone. Once, a fellow university student had said something to her. She couldn’t remember exactly when, but it was probably after she’d asked a question about a sticking point in an assignment. “You, too, can’t escape the fate of a genius.” “What? Are you insulting me right now?” “It’s not an insult.” She’d gone to the…
    • by Cristae — 481 Territorial Dispute (3) The incident involving Hailey Lawton and Henry Lehmann was officially announced as the work of mages who were under investigation for their connections to illegal dungeons. Blaming monsters would have been a clean solution, but there were concerns that telling the already on-edge citizens—ever since San Francisco—that monsters had appeared again in the heart of the city might spark riots. Not that blaming mages didn’t cause discontent… but it was still preferable…
    • by Cristae — 480 Territory War (2) The wide plaza, surrounded by hotels, was full of sights to see. Tall palm trees lined the walkways, symbols of the sweltering weather, and a broad fountain added a sense of coolness. At night, glowing lights and an artificial canal completed the scene. Even now, half-ruined as it was, there was plenty to catch the eye. If Gamble were here in Korea, she might have enjoyed watching this gaudy city get smashed for her own reasons. Didn’t she seem rather delighted when…
    • by Cristae — 479 Territory War (1) I still don’t understand Henry Lehmann. The information Daniel provided was about Henry Lehmann’s movements—his upbringing, education, work history, criminal record, social connections, residence, and family… A person’s entire life laid out in print before my eyes. But that only told me what he’d done with his life, not why he’d made those choices. The Henry Lehmann recorded in those documents was ordinary. Even after moving to a foreign country with his…
    • by Cristae — 478 Doll (4) “Leave her. Don’t kill her or anything.” Kim Chaemin’s voice was firm, his expression brooking no argument. You shouldn’t mess with a mage wearing that look—especially not when it’s Kim Chaemin. It seemed everyone else had the same thought, because no one objected. Instead, we all eased our stances, giving Kim Chaemin space to examine Lawton. What had he noticed about her? I studied Lawton more closely. Her staggering, as if she might collapse at any moment,…
    • by Cristae — 477 Doll (3) “Huh?” I couldn’t immediately accept what Kim Chaemin had said. It wasn’t that I disagreed—I simply didn’t understand. “Me?” What was I supposedly doing wrong? I looked at Kim Chaemin in disbelief. Was he saying I didn’t understand the kids’ abilities? What was that supposed to mean? Who could possibly know the kids better than I did? Fine, I’ll concede that maybe my understanding of the mage kids isn’t as thorough as with the others. That’s…
    • by Cristae — 476 Doll (2) “……” Surprisingly, Daniel didn’t seem particularly shocked by Hope’s hint that he had met Henry Lehmann in person. “Did you meet him back when Hunter Hong was working independently?” Hmm. I see. As far as Daniel knew, Hope had shown such promise that Father had scouted him personally. And the reason for bringing Hope over wasn’t simply for dungeon raids. It was to involve him in more secretive matters. If that was the case, it was only natural that these…
    • by Cristae — 475 Doll (1) At that moment. Korea. Gyeonggi Province. Pharos Research Institute. Was it a subsidiary of Guild Mimi, a lab funded by Guild Dasun and the Dayeon Group, or an affiliated facility of the Hunter Training High School? No one knew for sure, and even the institute’s sole researcher had long since given up trying to distinguish between them. “AAAHHH!!!” That sole researcher had half-fallen from her chair and was now sprawled on the floor, flailing her arms. Her hands,…
    • by Cristae — 474 A Working Man (3) ‘It’s times like these!’ The archmage from Korea gazed out at the lake, a look of regret on her face as she spoke. She hadn’t planned to enter a dungeon, so her attire was light—a dress with a flamboyant pattern that seemed both out of place and perfectly suited to the red desert. With the star-filled sky above, the scene felt almost unreal. ‘This is when we’d need Seohyun’s grandfather’s magic!’ ‘That would make things easier, for sure. Can’t…
    • by Cristae — 473 A Working Man (2) In movies and novels, “intelligence agencies” are sometimes depicted with a certain romanticism. Perhaps it’s the allure of organizations that can’t be easily seen into, stirring people’s imaginations. Daniel didn’t deny it. Back when he didn’t know any better, he’d thought the same way. Maybe some “agents” really did live those romanticized lives people imagined—undercover work, espionage, that sort of thing. Is that really romantic, though? He wasn’t…
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