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    • by Cristae — 535 (Hunter Academy Side Story 2) Cafeteria_1 Working at the Academy has its clear advantages and disadvantages. For the school nurse, Shin Min-seo, she was thoroughly satisfied with her working environment. “It gets a little lonely out here in the middle of nowhere, but honestly, those Hunters with their stubborn streaks… Oh, I don’t mean you, Hunter Ji.” Shin Min-seo covered her mouth and laughed awkwardly. “Honestly, I’d rather be bored than work at the Seoul office, where the…
    • by Cristae — 534 (Hunter Academy High School Side Story 1) Graduation Ceremony Hunter Academy High School. The day of the first graduation ceremony. There had been twists and turns, but Hunter Academy High School was, officially, a recognized institution. Yet if you were to ask whether this place was truly a “school,” you’d get a different answer from everyone you asked. The principal, for one, would roll his eyes and dodge the question, and the other teachers would hardly be any different. Still,…
    • by Cristae — 533 Foreword Two years later. A hand pushed through the dense, overgrown jungle. Branches snapped beneath its feet, but the sound was barely audible. The boots, military-issue, seemed to tread not on earth but on air, so light was their step. The screen shook. A hand clad in a black glove shot up and made a quick gesture. Then, catching the sound of voices between the trees, it swiftly climbed up into the branches. The perspective shifted. Cautiously, it moved among the thick leaves. The…
    • by Cristae — 532 The Human’s Child (6) I set down the documents that the Da-seon hunter had carefully delivered. Tati’s dungeon had closed. It wasn’t a surprise; if anything, it was surprising it had lasted this long. The last time I saw that dungeon, that fairy had been on the verge of death. The photo Tati gave me. Father said he’d keep helping. With the data Michelle left behind, if we combed through the remaining labs, we’d find some clue. I’d accepted my brother’s death long…
    • by Cristae — 531 The Human’s Child (5) “All done!!!” Gamble threw his arms up in triumph. But the moment our eyes met, his confidence faltered. “…Well, not a hundred percent, but close? At least the urgent parts? The kind of stuff where, if you don’t use the data right away, it loses its freshness… that kind of thing?” “So is it done, or isn’t it?” “If there’s anything missing, can I send it later?” “As long as you’re sure it’s not our information. I really want to…
    • 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…
    • by Cristae — 529 The Human’s Child (3) A backup. It would be a lie to say I’d never considered Gamble’s suggestion. Of course I’d thought about it. How tempting it is. The idea that, even if you fail, you can start over from the beginning. Strictly speaking, it’s not truly the “beginning.” I would… return to a burning Seoul. That’s unavoidable. Even if there’s a miraculous item that can turn back time, the unchanging truth is that what has happened, has happened. But after…
    • by Cristae — 528 The Human’s Child (2) The city was in turmoil. The news kept blaring on about how the greatest disasters of the century had struck one after another, how the paralysis of the American West had plunged the world economy into recession, how at last the end of humanity was upon us. Every time I watched, it just gave me a headache, so I gave up checking. In the end, people always manage to survive somehow. At least, right now, the end of humanity feels like the most distant possibility of…
    • by Cristae — 527 The Human’s Child (1) “Uuuuuugh…” Gamble sprawled across the conference room table, making a strange noise. The way he scratched at his short-cropped hair looked genuinely painful. I watched him with a rather cheerful heart. I thought I was hiding it, but unfortunately, Gamble quickly caught on to the mocking glint in my eyes. “Ugh…” His bloodshot eyes, red from lack of sleep, were plenty intimidating. I cleared my throat and looked away, then decided to meet Gamble’s…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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.…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • by Cristae — 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,…
    • by Cristae — 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…
    • 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 — 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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