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507 In a Dream (2) “What did you say?” “Let’s set a fire.” Father offered no further explanation. With those words, he truly began preparing to set the place ablaze. No… Wait, what? I saw Han Taekyung dash beneath the bookshelf at Father’s command, heading toward Kim Chaemin. “……” I followed after Father, sword in hand, with a dumbfounded look on my face. Soon, a signal came from Kim Chaemin through the vines, perhaps after Han Taekyung had spoken to him. Kim…
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508 In a Dream (3) “Let’s look on the bright side.” We walked along the roses. Aside from his hair being a bit tousled, Kim Chaemin looked perfectly fine as he and Han Taekyung greeted us. Kim Chaemin, still maintaining his magic, looked a little tired, but he grinned confidently, insisting he was fine. He said this was the best way to minimize Michel’s interference. With that kind of conviction, there was no room to argue. I told him to speak up if it got to be too much, and Kim…
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509 In a Dream (4) No matter how many flights of stairs we climbed, or how many times we descended twice as many, the same maze appeared before us each time. For a moment, I wondered if Michel had built the maze across multiple levels, but that notion was quickly dismissed. Even if Michel could reshape this dungeon however he wished, it was impossible to replicate an archmage’s unique magic. “It’s my magic,” Kim Chaemin said, his face set and hard, as he looked at the grass underfoot and…
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510 In a Dream (5) Book. Before I could even process what Hope had said, the dungeon shifted its shape. This time, it was darkness. Pitch-black, not a single star in sight. It reminded me of that time when Park Seohyun briefly lost control of her mana. If it were Park Seohyun or Choi Jinwoo, maybe they would have adapted more easily to this place. Maybe they would have found the way out with less trouble. But what good does it do to think about kids who haven’t even graduated yet? And if I…
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511 The Magician’s Child (1) At some point, Hong Seok-young found himself in a position of responsibility. He was good at fighting, but he was no leader. Hong Seok-young disliked taking orders, but he hated giving them even more. Unfortunately, Hong Seok-young was very good at fighting. Not just good—he survived while others died. And when everyone else was dead and he was the only one left standing, he realized that, like it or not, he would be the one who had to explain what had…
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512 The Magician’s Child (2) Noah Michel was young. Alex had always insisted on describing Noah Michel that way: capricious, prone to tantrums, fond of fairy tales, and so on and so forth. To be honest, most of this information was hardly appropriate for understanding a magician like Noah Michel. Hong Seok-young never told Alex, but he suspected that most of those judgments came from the fact that “Alex Hope’s” view of Noah Michel was colored by seeing himself in her. The Noah Michel that…
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513 The Magician’s Child (3) It would be a lie to say he hadn’t expected the word “revenge.” If anything, wasn’t that the most primal motive that could move a person’s heart? It was better than some mad rambling dressed up to sound profound. At the very least, there was room to try to understand this. Empathy was another matter. “Is that so?” Hong Seok-young looked at the broken doll, unmistakably cradling a child. There was no sign of the child itself… Michel…
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514 The Magician’s Child (4) The sensation is glass. Very thin glass. Yet the force required to shatter that delicate glass is far from normal. On his third attempt, Hong Seok-young succeeded in breaking Michelle’s magic—not because he lacked strength, but because he wanted to measure and provoke the desired reaction. Michelle’s miniature suns would burst on their own whenever they neared Hong Seok-young. There was a small explosion, but that wasn’t really the main point. Inside the…
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515 The Magician’s Child (5) Even now, and in the future, Hong Seok-young would never admit it. Some might say that the horrific experiences at Mont-Saint-Michel in the past must have left their mark on Noah Michelle. Hong Seok-young did not deny that point. But that alone did not make him understand Michelle. What was pitiable remained pitiable, and what was different, remained different. Perhaps, someday, Hong Seok-young would look back on this day, on what happened in this dungeon, with a…
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516 The Magician’s Child (6) It was as if fireflies were dancing in the darkness. The light was so faint it was almost invisible, but if one focused, it was not so weak as to be missed. He could not count them all, but there were hundreds of people. Hong Seok-young knew the exact number. He had read the report on the Mont-Saint-Michel library. The number of people caught up in the first dungeon incident. He was certain, without needing to count, that the number of people here matched that figure…
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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…
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518 To Remain a Magician (2) Twenty-some years ago. A dungeon appeared at the Mont-Saint-Michel Abbey, a small island in France. Hundreds of tourists were caught up in it. Most were civilians, with only a handful of Awakened and magicians among them. Everything that happened inside was known solely through the testimony of the sole survivor, Noah Michelle. Given Michelle’s age at the time, her account was never fully trusted. In fact, it wasn’t until a year after the incident that Noah…
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519 To Remain a Magician (3) “So, in other words…” Han Tae-kyung’s explanation continued a bit longer, but in the end, it could be summed up simply. “It means the Mont-Saint-Michel fairy is holding a walkthrough for Noah Michelle.” It felt awkward to make such a judgment about a person—especially someone who clearly wasn’t enjoying any of this—but he had hit on the core of the matter. Of course, there were still unresolved issues. Thanks to Park Seo-hyun and Choi Jin-woo,…
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520 To Remain a Magician (4) “Ahahaha!” Kim Chae-min let out a hearty laugh. It was the happiest I’d ever seen him since I’d met him. Aside from laughing louder than usual, he didn’t seem hurt at all, and really, there’s nothing wrong with laughing, is there? I swear, I wanted to welcome Kim Chae-min back with no reservations. But when I saw the dead fish-eye floating behind him like a balloon, I couldn’t help but feel a little wary. …Why on earth is that thing…
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521 To Remain a Magician (5) I revised my assessment of Noah Michelle. In recent years, I couldn’t recall another person whose evaluation had changed so frequently. Nor had my understanding of magicians shifted so much. Even before working with Kim Chae-min, I had occasionally collaborated with archmages. There was Park Seo-hyun, once called a witch. Besides her, there were several other archmages in Korea; some of them disliked the Agency, but many never refused a request for…
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522 To Remain a Magician (6) A powerful wave radiated from Michelle. Mana spread out like mist. It didn’t feel threatening, but neither was it so beautiful that one could just stand there, entranced. And yet, astonishingly, nothing happened. “Don’t get any closer.” I grabbed my father’s arm. It wasn’t a landmine that would explode if touched, nor did there seem to be any sign of another spell being cast. But the mana, surprisingly, did not waver and simply stayed in place.…
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523 To Remain a Magician (7) Mana surged violently. The wind tossed Michelle’s long hair. At first, it brushed past softly, like a gentle breeze. But it didn’t take long for that delicate wind to become a fierce gale. The pages of the book fluttered and collided. As the wind grew stronger, the sound of paper striking paper became as harsh as the beating of insect wings. The wind pressed past the wall of mana and reached us. The mana that had been as solid as a wall was now caught up in…
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524 Words I Want to Convey (1) ‘Ha ha. What’s this? Another kid?’ It was a time when I couldn’t yet distinguish human faces properly. Looking back now, everything seems shrouded in fog, blurred at the edges. Perhaps it was because the “connection” hadn’t been completely severed, even though I wore a human body. Back then, Alex Hope was less human than… ‘Hey, kid, how old are you? Are you even ten yet? Not that I should talk, but if kids are doing this, isn’t that a sign the…
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525 Words I Want to Convey (2) Two days ago. -…That’s how it ended. On the small phone screen, Gamble wore an expression that was hard to describe. It was different from the usual look of exhaustion from overwork. I wasn’t the only one who noticed Gamble’s lukewarm reaction. My father raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong?” -Uh… No, it’s just, I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t this. “Then what were you expecting?” -I’m not sure, but, well. If…
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526 Words I Want to Convey (3) Not only his face, but even the hand holding his cup bore burn scars. The cane always within reach. A body held stiff with tension. There were far more wounds than met the eye. When I thought about what Gabriel Marceau had gone through before coming to America… I couldn’t bring myself to blame him for leaving his niece behind. I didn’t know every detail, but Marceau had already paid a steep price in that custody battle, even though he hadn’t won. Michelle…
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