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    • by Cristae — 276 Coin (3) I had no way of knowing what Noah Michel really thought about this so-called new era, but the students at the Hunter Training High School certainly had strong opinions of their own. “Aaaaah!!” A scream echoed from the classroom. It was a sound I’d heard often enough these past few days to ignore it. “Waaaah!!!” This time, someone else screamed—a girl’s voice, different from before. I ignored it just the same. “I can’t live like…
    • by Cristae — 277 Betting (1) Noah Michel had posted exactly twenty-four runes. Fortunately, none of the runes I’d set aside for future release were among them. At the very least, that meant those runes had nothing to do with Noah Michel—or so I wanted to believe. I checked to see who had originally revealed Noah Michel’s runes. There were some mages I’d already marked as his followers from the start, and others who weren’t, though most were European mages, so there might have been some connection to…
    • by Cristae — 278 Betting (2) “Hmm…” I nodded. “Is it because Hope said that even among humans, it’s about time for a Prophet to appear—someone to cross over to the past?” “……” Gamble narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing my face. Did she really think something like this would shake me? If I were the sort to be rattled by a single question, I never could have worked with my father, my sister, Park Seo-hyun, or Oh Hyun-wook. Cracks began to show in Gamble’s determined expression.…
    • by Cristae — 279 Betting (3) The world is noisy right now. Among the runes that had been revealed one after another through Dayeon were some developed by Noah Michel but never made public, as well as runes released by magicians associated with Noah Michel. With such a blatant provocation, I wondered how they would respond now. “Ah, I can’t believe the new semester is already here! I’m so nervous!” Kim Chaemin deliberately came to my side, where I was working, and chattered away. This person was…
    • by Cristae — 280 Betting (4) Sandra Gamble’s day always began late. After all, she didn’t work anywhere that required her to clock in on time, and it took less than five minutes to walk from her dormitory to the lab. If it were up to her, she would have liked to wake up even later, but ever since moving from that luxurious pension to the school, there had been restrictions on when the cafeteria was open. Considering the small number of faculty and students, it was understandable. There was a kitchen in the…
    • by Cristae — 281 Retaliation (1) “Noah Michel asked you to do what?” When Sandra Gamble heard from Alex about the errand Noah Michel had assigned him, she knew at once it was a poison she must never swallow. Judging by the way Alex kept stealing glances at her, he understood it too. He might not always think things through, but he wasn’t stupid. All those years of diligent education had paid off. “So?” “So…” Alex clamped his mouth shut. Well, at least he hadn’t gone off on his own,…
    • by Cristae — 282 Retaliation (2) Museion. It was the foundation Sandra Gamble had established. Even in the original timeline, Sandra Gamble had run Museion separately from Pharos. Was there really a reason to go through all that trouble? If the whole point of Museion’s inception had been the safety of the children, then it made sense. There were a few children from Museion even among the regulatory authorities. Perhaps Hong Seok-young had had a hand in that. But the Museion alumni I remembered from my…
    • by Cristae — 283 Retaliation (3) “In the dramas Sandra watches, everyone does this.” Alex mimicked taking out a wallet as he spoke. No matter how much he tried to lower his voice, it just sounded like a child pretending to be an adult. “FBI. We request your cooperation… Was that it?” The three hunters, all wearing identical FBI jackets, let out a sigh in unison. “We’ll handle that, so please… just behave yourself, okay?” “Can’t I do something fun too?” “This isn’t…
    • by Cristae — 284 Retaliation (4) Alex Hope gently stroked the little girl’s hair. What was her original name again? Sohee? Sophia? Remembering people’s names was still a difficult task. Was it really necessary to memorize them all? Sandra would probably get annoyed if she heard him say that. “How long do you expect me to clean up after you?” she’d say. Even so, compared to his childhood, his understanding of humans had improved greatly. He knew he had to make an effort, since he’d decided to…
    • by Cristae — 285 Death (1) A new semester had begun at the Hunter Training High School. All it took was changing the sign above the classroom door to “3-1,” and yet the students were buzzing with excitement. “Mood is everything, you know!” “Just wait ten years. You won’t even remember how old you are.” “Oh, come on.” “Teacher, you sound so old when you say things like that.” The kids burst into laughter, finding everything hilarious. They say children can laugh at a falling…
    • by Cristae — 286 Death (2) There is always a certain concentration of mana distributed in the atmosphere. No matter where you go in the world, the density of mana remains constant—whether you’re in the middle of the ocean, the heart of a desert, or the center of a city. The only times mana density changes are when there’s an artificial disturbance: when a magician draws mana from the air to use magic, when a hunter enters or exits a dungeon, or right before a dungeon break. And when a dungeon…
    • by Cristae — 287 Death (3) The Hunter Training High School is, after all, a school. It seems obvious, but it’s something that always had to be kept in mind. Because we used this place almost like an Ark Countermeasures Headquarters, there was equipment here far beyond what you’d expect at a high school. The lab that Gamble used was a prime example. Strictly speaking, the lab wasn’t a school facility. But it hardly made a difference. The auditorium, too, had been designed with input from Kim…
    • by Cristae — 288 To-Do (1) Smack! “…All right.” Kim Chaemin slapped her own cheek with a sharp, ringing sound. “We’ve done everything we can.” I nodded. Hope was in the infirmary under the nurse’s supervision. We’d done all the treatment possible. Once Boston closed the dungeon and the city returned to normal, the internet was restored as well. Soon, videos shot by citizens started flooding in. The most attention-grabbing, of course, was the hunter in the FBI jacket. There were…
    • 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 — 290 To-Do (3) “…So that’s how it is. Do you understand?” “……” Kang Tae-woo was silent for quite a while. I didn’t say anything further, letting him have time to gather his thoughts. Tae-woo blinked several times, then lowered his gaze. He stared at his hands resting on his knees for a long time, and finally, as if he’d sorted things out, he spoke. “Sohee is safe, right?” “Yes.” “Then where is Sohee staying now?” More than his own future, Tae-woo…
    • by Cristae — 291 To-Do (4) “I met a weird man today.” During dinner, Woo I-rok spoke up, as if suddenly remembering something. “A weird man?” “Yeah. You know the name I used back when I was at the orphanage, before you came to get me?” Park Jeongmin. A name I’d rather not remember. As I frowned, I-rok mimicked me, narrowing his brow as well. The kid’s already picking up on things. “He kept calling out that name.” “You didn’t answer, did you?” “What do you take me…
    • by Cristae — 292 Magic Lamp (1) “Wahahahaha!!!!!” Han Taekyung burst into laughter, bound tightly by Kim Chaemin’s magic. I had no idea what he found so amusing. My head was already starting to ache. “Huh? You want to know what that monster is?” Han Taekyung looked around at the vines Kim Chaemin had conjured, as if he found them entertaining. Compared to when she’d restrained Hope, this magic seemed almost playful, but the way he laughed made it all the more irritating. Kim Chaemin…
    • by Cristae — 293 Magic Lamp (2) “It feels like it should have a different name than ‘magic lamp.’” “Like what?” “I mean, it’s not so much granting wishes as it is healing people. And it seems to take payment very precisely.” “That’s the problem?” “People are more influenced by words than you’d think. You have to call things by their right name…” I gave Kim Chaemin a halfhearted reply, my mind drifting to the dungeon monster Sam Bloom had manipulated during 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 — 295 Will (1) Exactly ten days had passed since the Boston Dungeon Break. The world was still in an uproar over Alex Hope in his FBI jacket. Americans with a fondness for conspiracy theories were chattering away about secret agents and the like. Even in Korea, there were people who, after seeing those theories, would spout off without much thought. Truth be told, the circumstances were suspicious, and the secret agent theory wasn’t entirely off the mark. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is…
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