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    • by Cristae The Aser Family's Dinner (1) The source of the irritating sound was revealed. The sword had broken inside its scabbard. The practice sword could not withstand the load of ether. Blood was dried onto the scabbard and hilt, as well as the cuffs and collar of the dress uniform. The stains were so dark, Cleio was surprised he hadn’t noticed immediately. read that Arthur was tired and worn out. His breath was irregular, and there was no strength in the back leaning against the chair. “Hey.…
    • by Cristae The Tristain Knight Order (2) The Tristain duke’s manor was a fortress built atop a mountain cliff. The base and walls of the castle were carved directly out of solid rock. Turrets stood at each corner of the walls, and above them rose spires and watchtowers. Among them, the main keep’s tower, towering as if looking down from above, was particularly imposing. ‘Truly, a natural fortress. They say it held off a horde of monsters a thousand years ago… It’s no wonder such legends exist. To…
    • by Cristae Field Trip (2) As soon as the banquet ended, Cleio hurried back to his room. Fran was already fast asleep under the covers. Cleio, too, lay down on his bed early in the evening. He felt at a loss as to how he could persuade Fran the next day to devise the Tiflaum activation formula and catalyst. His mind spun with all the information he’d learned about mana stones and Tiflaum in class since coming here. Mana stones and Tiflaum shared the trait of being able to retain ether even outside…
    • by Cristae ‘The function of the bound item was always amazing, but now that the narrative intervention is rising, it’s even more wondrous.’ Cleio felt both pleased and strangely resentful. Like most Koreans, he had suffered because of English all his life as “Kim Jeongjin.” ‘In college, I thought my eyes would fall out reading papers, and at work, reviewing original texts… How can this be.’ Engulfed in a sense of futility, Cleio stroked his left index finger, which rested on the table,…
    • by Cristae After Hardship Comes Settlement (1) Splash, splash. It was the hot bath he had so desperately wished for inside the dungeon. It took a week for his body to recover enough to bathe, but in the end, as long as you get to Seoul, the route doesn’t matter. “Ah, this feels so good….” Cleio, sitting in the tub, poured fresh water over Behemoth’s back as the cat pawed at the water in front. Behemoth was in many ways not a typical cat, but it was stranger that he liked bathing more than…
    • by Cristae 1891 (2) When Kleio returned to the Asser mansion, completely exhausted, it was already late into the dawn, the sky beginning to brighten. ‘Wow, seriously. There were a lot of old folks there, but everyone’s stamina is insane. They’re not even college freshmen who just turned twenty, but if this was Seoul, they’d have drunk and danced until the first subway. Is that upper-class swag? I must have peasants for ancestors. I couldn’t do that even if I was told to.’ Kleio, shedding his…
    • by Cristae Wizards (1) “That’s enough, Leogunan. Get up.” Fran’s tone had softened considerably. While the two achieved a grand compromise of emotion, Cleio quickly worked his mind. ‘Dione’s words were true.’ Dione, who got along with all the weavers, was also well-informed about the news of working commoners. She had said that since the failed assassination of Melchior, the ‘Flag of the People’ had almost collapsed, but instead, as Robert originally intended, it was transforming…
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      by Cristae Episode 164 It was Amur, who had grown up in the Empire’s roughest lands. He quickly recovered and stood up. “I showed such an embarrassing side… To be startled by a horse’s name.” Amur spoke as he brushed off the dust and straw from his clothes. Come to think of it, even if it was Einrogard, there was no way they had obtained a griffon. It was probably just that the horse’s name was Griffin. It was quite common to name horses after fearsome monsters… “No. It’s a real…
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    • by Cristae The Steadfast Gardener (1) Kleio just smiled. After giving Behemoth, who was grooming his fur with a shameless face, a tight hug, he checked how much wine was left in the suitcase he had brought from home. There happened to be something good. “Luhra Noble Rot wine goes well with foie gras drizzled with a sauce made from the same wine and honey, doesn’t it, Mr. Mot?” “You naively assume that an enlightened being like this cat would always fall for the same trick!” “What if I…
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      by Cristae Episode 786 of Superstar from Birth —What? The news? At Lee Jiseok’s sudden, “I might be on the news,” Yoon Seong-oh’s surprised voice came through the phone. Sitting in the driver’s seat, Seojun held back his laughter. “Yes. The news.” The way Jiseok hyung playfully emphasized the word made it clear he’d said “news” on purpose. —Uh, hold on, hold on a sec. It was obvious even over the phone that Manager Yoon Seong-oh’s mind was spinning at full speed after…
    • by Cristae Cleio Asser, who registered property at seventeen (1) “No, even without using magic you’re not going to run away….” “Ah, you’re messing up my magic formula, so stay still, will you. ” formula lit up the room, enveloping Cleio and Dione. Behemoth absently watched the magic circle, scratching his belly with his back leg. “Eooooong, nyaek (They’re making a scene as if they’re debating national affairs or something).” Within the magic barrier, Dione shouted with a big,…
    • by Cristae The Opera House Murder Case (1) Aslan was cold and cruel by nature, but he was by no means the type of pleasure killer. Even now, after meeting him in person, that impression hadn’t changed. ‘Judging by his actions during the war in the previous draft, he certainly regarded human life as trivial and didn’t hesitate to be brutal.’ But that was behavior stemming from twisted beliefs, and there was never a single line describing him as someone who derived pleasure from killing…
    • by Cristae Final Exam (3) Dione and Cleio were only able to meet after lunch. Having attended the banquet for distinguished guests, it seemed she had finished her own socializing. The whining Behemoth left a compliment to Cleio, saying, ‘That was quite a show, as far as shows go,’ and went off for the afternoon’s territory inspection. The two settled in the practice room at the very end of the third floor of the lecture building, where the radiator was broken. It was a practice room that few…
    • by Cristae Cleio, pinching his nose with the back of his hand, nodded desperately. Ssshhh― As if he had used a grand series of spells, the aether contained in his vessel drained all at once. Blood, more than he could handle with the back of his hand, soaked through the sleeve of his left hand. Giving up on stopping the bleeding, Cleio grabbed his pen again. Through “Appropriateness Judgment,” he looked over the dozens of sheets he had written and discarded up to now. Each meaningless segment,…
    • by Cristae Although it was only for a short time, the atmosphere of the Tristain Order of Knights was free, and the hierarchy also seemed quite relaxed. Being at Albion’s northernmost edge, far from the capital, most of the knights were locally trained. Those conditions fostered close bonds among the members, creating a unique spirit in the Tristain Order. ‘Of course, vague resentment from regular knights who don’t know the political situation well can be dispelled by spending time together, but a…
    • by Cristae Amphitheater (1) "You’re acting like you’re totally in love. Huh? Even a single word feels too precious to say, right?" "I let it slide last time because I was distracted, but where did you learn such baseless, wild accusations? You’re quite the expert." "Baseless? This is the result of careful observation, you know? I’ve suspected for a while, but I think you’re into older women. You might have a shot with Lady Dione since you’re five years apart, but with Archbishop Historia the age…
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      by Cristae Episode 788 of *Superstar from Birth After wrapping up his heartfelt scolding, Seojun asked, “What about the others?” He had expected at least one Team 1 staff member to be there, but the room was empty. Taewoo replied, “I told them I was fine. Also… the news just came out. They’re probably all at the office right now.” “Oh, it’s out?” Seojun’s eyes widened. Daho was already pulling out his phone with one hand and turning on the TV with the other to find a news…
    • by Cristae Place of Friendship (3) Feeling like he was the only one who didn’t understand what was going on, Cleio quietly asked Isiel, who was a seat away. "Gilad Eclipse?" "…Last year, he was the student who left that strange magical formula in a remote corner—the one I wrongly suspected was your doing, Cleio. I’m sorry for accusing you so abruptly back then." Isiel’s earlobes turned faintly red. He seemed to regret having pressured Cleio, thinking he was up to some scheme. Cleio also felt a…
    • by Cristae Opera Theater Murder Case (3) “Anyway, adolescence is a good thing. You’re taller now and clothes look better on you than before. I know you live thinking of nothing but money, but I also like how your eyes make you look sentimental. You’re looking more and more like Baron Asser, so it’s worth polishing you up.” “I know that you have a somewhat improper interest in my father, Lady, but do you really need to say that to his son?” “Improper? Improper? I simply love handsome men with…
    • by Cristae Amid the dizziness, Cleio, clinging to “Perception,” sensed the footsteps of dozens running down the corridor. The clatter of guns and swords, heavy footsteps. They weren’t knights. “The police are about to break in!” “Damn! Just when we were getting somewhere!” The red-eyed assassins, the crimson aether, their suspicious connection with Prince Aslan—none of this would be resolved if left to the police. Fran’s face twisted as he looked back and forth between the entrance to…
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