My barrier technique began to lift the sealing technique placed by Othinus.

    [Barrier Art (EX) rewrites the Seal of Selection (S).]

    ‘do.’

    Now that the system’s message has come out, the lifting of the seal on the Shinchang is certain.

    I rewrite the numerous techniques engraved on the divine spear one by one, and overlap my barrier.

    Increases magical power. Write down your style of drinking. Overwrites the barrier. Analyze the seal. Shinchang… … .

    Jjiing-.

    “Ugh… ?!”

    Again. A headache that feels like dropping ink in water slowly comes on.

    There is no error in the method I chose. It’s perfect in theory, and it actually works.

    The problem was me. My body cannot withstand this method.

    Reads the magic of the divine spear. Recalculate the read spell. Find the barrier that corresponds to the analyzed technique.

    The discovered barrier is overwritten with the sealing technique’s barrier. Take control of the divine spear’s sealing technique.

    Repeat this series of processes. Squeeze out magical power and calculate the magic formula repeatedly.

    ‘My head will explode first…’ ?!’

    Cold sweat ran down my spine.

    The barrier technique I used definitely surpassed the seal placed by Othinus. This is certain.

    Even at this moment, the magic that held the replica Gungnir in place is being dismantled.

    However, my brain cannot withstand this ridiculous speed and amount of computation.

    I’m not using the skill, but my brain is being dragged around by the skill’s calculations.

    Struggle, tuk-.

    ‘Nosebleed… !’

    Before I knew it, my nose started bleeding. My body gradually becomes heavier and my breathing becomes more difficult.

    Should I cancel? Even though the computation was being repeated, I kept having that question.

    What if the rewriting of the spell gets blocked in the middle? The seal is being lifted smoothly, so it would be a waste to stop.

    ‘a little bit… little bit more… !’

    Let’s hold on just a little longer. When you really feel like you’re going to die, let go.

    I gritted my teeth and focused my mind on calculating the magic formula.

    I forgot what was going on around me and what I was doing right now and was only focused on using the spell.

    The sense of time becomes scattered, and the five senses become dull.

    My sense of time was ruined and I forgot the passage of time.

    How many seconds passed? No, it’s not seconds, it’s minutes?

    … Maybe the entrance ceremony has already ended.

    Gigigigigi-.

    An ominous sound rang through my body.

    It is not a sound heard through hearing. It is a danger signal that travels through the muscles and organs of the body and directly reaches the brain.

    ‘… This is the limit.’

    Am I being too greedy?

    I thought as I slowly slowed down the magic calculation. The dulled five senses and the blurred sense of time gradually returned.

    The moment I was about to let go.

    visor-!

    “… Huh?”

    The pure sound of metal clinking, as if a tightly pulled chain was cut cleanly, echoed throughout the square.

    I stopped moving due to the vibration of the sound that shook and passed through my body.

    A quiet silence came. It seems as if the world has stopped.

    I swallowed my saliva. I rolled my eyes in anticipation as I thought about what might happen.

    “Ah… !”

    A golden spear was pulled out. The imitation Gungnir, which was pulled out just as it was inserted, is held in my hand.

    Magical power, golden and shimmering like its body, leaked out from the handle held in the hand and the blade of the spear containing magical energy.

    [The seal on ‘Replica Gungnir’ has been lifted.]

    [I have lifted the Seal of Selection with my own ability.]

    [Ownership of Replica Gungnir is transferred and belongs to you.]

    [Your status will grow.]

    [The mystery you embrace grows.]

    When I came to my senses, many changes had occurred in addition to the magical energy that had leaked out.

    The first thing I noticed was the status window. In the corner of my eye, messages appeared in the status window.

    My body was shaking and shaking. I didn’t have the strength to raise my neck stiffly, so I lowered my head.

    The red floor was rippling slightly, reflecting my reflection dimly.

    My eyes met my reflection on the floor.

    ‘… ‘What is it, why is it red?’

    At that moment, I realized that I had lost more blood than I thought.

    The metal floor where the spear was stuck was soaked with blood that had flowed from the nose and one eye.

    At this level, it’s hard to believe that they scooped up red paint from a bucket and poured it in.

    The amount of accumulated blood was so great that it made you wonder how on earth he was still alive.

    ‘Fuck, was it anemia and not a headache that caused you to lose strength earlier?’

    My body is shaking. For some reason, it felt like I would actually cross the rainbow bridge if I closed my eyes here.

    “Ugh, no one… .”

    I tried to raise my voice with all my might, but even that didn’t work.

    Does this window have no recovery ability? I glared at the replica Gungnir in my hand, but nothing special happened.

    ‘I even skipped the tutorial to take the spear without anyone knowing… !’

    I could have come back to get this window later, but these hidden pieces all create a ton of troublesome work.

    The game ends with a slightly cumbersome side quest, but in reality, it’s an unfortunate day where you get hit here and there.

    Such things should be avoided. The pace of growth, which has accelerated at best, is being hindered.

    So even if people found me fallen, I had to hide Gungnir in a place where it couldn’t be seen as much as possible.

    ‘There is a built-in spell that will return to me anyway. You can get it back anytime.’

    Since ownership belongs to me, this spear will come to me wherever I call it.

    “Ha… ha… .”

    It was wrong. The body is limited.

    “Othinus, you bastard… talent… .”

    I uttered one last word with resentment and leaned forward.

    The power that had been going into the muscles of my entire body was dissipated in an instant. My consciousness disappeared faster than my five senses faded away.

    “I came to see what kind of funny guy had picked out the counterfeit Gungnir… .”

    At the last moment when my vision blinked, I heard a familiar voice.

    “Well, even though it’s annoying, I’ll help you out a little.”

    #

    “Umm… .”

    Somehow I feel tired. What happened? I don’t remember very well.

    I struggled to open my eyes by rubbing my eyes and lifting my closed eyelids.

    The ceiling I saw for the first time came into my field of vision.

    ‘… ‘It’s an unknown ceiling.’

    I never thought I would fall victim to a cliché that appears once in a while in reincarnation.

    Was it certain that it would come out at some point when you first possessed it as a game character?

    Maybe it’s because I’m tired, or because I’m less awake, but I have more random thoughts than usual.

    ‘Wait a minute, but why are you asleep?’

    Sleep fled in an instant. At the same time, my body became cold.

    It feels like I was walking while looking at my phone without thinking, and when I was supposed to go down the stairs, I slipped and ended up going down two.

    I quickly recalled what I had done as I remembered.

    ‘After the Eden entrance ceremony, go to the square and find a replica Gungnir… .’

    I remembered. I definitely broke the seal on Gungnir and pulled out the spear.

    When I recalled the incident where I collapsed because I used too much force to break the seal, a new question arose.

    Where am I, and who moved me here?

    “Oh, are you awake?”

    “Who, who are you?”

    I turned my head towards the direction the voice came from.

    I reflexively asked who it was, but my question was answered the moment I made eye contact with the owner of the voice.

    “I was surprised when the president sent me here with a note attached to my body.”

    Bella Neriel. A professor in charge of healing magic at Eden and a top healer who oversees the work of the health room.

    She, who had created countless Bella Pas in the game, was sitting in front of me with a benevolent smile on her face.

    “Anyway, it’s a face I’ve never seen before. Are you a new student?”

    “Ah, yes. My name is Seong Yu-jin, and I entered school this year.”

    “Really? You’re a freshman, but on your first day of school, you caused an accident that will go down in Eden’s history.”

    “Buy, buy?”

    My heart sank.

    Accident, what on earth… .

    “here. This is the note that was on my chest when I showed up in this health room covered in blood.”

    As my expression hardened, Professor Bella handed me a note.

    The note was folded in the shape of a scab that you might normally think of.

    “… Can I read it?”

    “This is a message sent to me, but I actually think it would be easier for you to understand the situation if you read it.”

    What on earth is written there that makes them look at me as if they are seeing something interesting?

    I swallowed my saliva and unfolded the note that was folded like a scab.

    The contents of the note were not as long as I thought.

    It wasn’t too short, but it wasn’t a long sentence either.

    I read the note slowly.

    ───to.Bella Neriel───

    I was going about my business as usual, but suddenly a signal came from the replica Gungnir that I had parked in Eden Square, so I paid a quick visit.

    It is the golden window that I left with the seal of selection on it in order to find the talent needed for my plan.

    It was just pulled out by this boy’s hand.

    What’s interesting is that the seal of selection that I had set in advance to select those who have ‘something’ has been broken.

    Like I said I solved it. He wasn’t chosen because he met ‘something’, but he was the one who literally dismantled and pulled out all the sealing spells I had put in place.

    ‘I will transfer ownership to anyone who picks this spear, regardless of reason, regardless of whether they are noble or not.’

    I have no intention of going back on what I said. Now the boy owns the replica Gungnir.

    I need to change my plan, but I don’t feel bad.

    As a bonus, it’s half dead, so I’m sending it to you first. I hope you take good care of it.

    ──────────────

    After reading the entire note, my mind was filled with question marks.

    What on earth is the ‘thing to do’ that Othinus spoke of? Is this one of the events of the main story?

    What’s the plan? The Seal of Selection was placed on replica Gungnir to find the necessary talent?

    What exactly are the ‘things’ that needed talent must have? .

    Questions follow one after another. I can’t figure out anything about what’s written in the note.

    ‘I have to ask.’

    The best way to resolve your curiosity is to ask questions.

    Professor Bella must know something.

    While thinking that, I raised my gaze. I don’t know why, but Professor Bella avoided my gaze.

    ‘Was the timing not right?’

    I looked at Professor Bella without saying a word. The professor cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

    “Well, didn’t you read the last part?”

    “Yes?”

    tailing? Wasn’t it the end when I asked you to treat me as I was slowly dying?

    I looked down again and removed my hand that was holding the bottom of the note.

    ─P.S.: I clearly heard you call me an asshole, so tell him to be prepared.

    ‘Oh shit.’

    I think I’m screwed.

    My face became so stiff that nothing could happen.

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