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    “I am the best in the world of martial arts, the best in the past and present, and the best in the world. I have surpassed the gods of war who needed your help because I have no enemies in the world. I do not expect your insignificant power.”

    Cheonma answered.

    Even though he was a painted-on transvestite, his face was filled with pride. He was not a liar.

    Lying is surprisingly difficult. You have to understand reality, predict the future, and then create a fictional event to deceive.

    That’s why it’s difficult to tell a perfect lie.

    It’s much easier to just bury the difficult reality.

    It’s funny how many people choose to sink over apologizing.

    No, the important thing is not that what Cheonma is answering is not a lie.

    “Why did you call me?”

    He lived well for a harvester and died. This world is ruled by power, and unlike other worlds, he overcame his problems with strength alone.

    So I thought this world would never come back to life again until someone fell back to sleep.

    Then it’s highly unlikely that it’s connected to Eunjae. Looking around, it’s completely different from the Yasle skills I know.

    You called me in a completely different way.

    Maybe he called me to target me.

    Unlike that witch, do you have the skill to summon me this time?

    Hehehe.

    Well, it’s worth the effort. It’s definitely worth racking your brain for.

    I looked at Cheonma. Cheonma also stared at me. Then he slowly opened his mouth.

    “The transformation and power you gave to Musin. Can you give that to just anyone?”

    A complete transformation? That’s what Eunjae said when she looked down at her body right after she became a harvester. When I searched through the faded memories of the man, I found something like that in the martial arts genre.

    Getting a new body. The power of the body is to charge others with energy. He keeps going wild saying that he is not a faded man, but I don’t know.

    In short, those two words refer to the harvest season.

    “Yes, that’s right. I blessed 3 people in one day, as requested by the person who called me last time.”

    I don’t know if the contract is still usable or not. And if I use it carelessly and it spreads like last time, it would be a problem.

    This time we will increase it while controlling the number.

    So I said that in the last world, as if it was my ability. In fact, there is no limit to the number. I know because I read contracts in a large space and turned tens of thousands of people into harvesters at once.

    But limited goods, like random draws, are important because they create desire, right?

    And as my desire grows, I can also make demands.

    That’s how you brought me into this world.

    Hehehe.

    “I have one thing to say.”

    I held out both hands and made a harmless gesture, reciting the contract.

    “I’ll give myself to you, but later, when you’ve finished everything, I’ll take everything you have. How about that?”

    After hearing what I said, Cheonma looked at me for quite a long time.

    “Is there a price?”

    Oh, right. That’s a deal. You’re quick-witted, aren’t you?

    But I have no intention of receiving a separate sacrifice. It’s just a headache to increase the number of uncontrollable monsters.

    “I said it all.”

    It was already stated in the contract that I would receive it all later.

    Of course, I don’t need anything else, so I’m just receiving warmth.

    But I’m going to use the contract as is because I don’t know what will happen in the future.

    There is also a sense of anxiety that something might go wrong if I keep editing it for no reason.

    Of course, I might come up with a cleaner sentence, but I don’t have enough to take the risk yet.

    Go safely. Go safely.

    While I was thinking like that, Cheonma turned around after hearing my words.

    Behind him. There are many people standing in the direction he is looking. Judging from the variety of their clothes, they seem to be unfamiliar with the technique of calling me.

    Are you an ordinary subordinate?

    “Who would contract with this?”

    You could call it this, but it’s called this. Well, it’s not a human, so it’s not strange to express it like that.

    So let’s do that.

    After all, it is you who determine my attitude.

    Then a person who had been quite a distance away came running.

    If you look closely, you can clearly see it. The people around here are dressed differently. It feels more like a living space.

    The person who summoned me had the word individuality completely removed from his entire body. He was wearing black clothes and a hat with a cloth covering his face.

    “Is there only one law?”

    As Cheonma spoke, two more people ran out from behind him. It looked like the youngest one was running when someone taller called him.

    Cheonma looked down at the three and then pointed at me.

    “Make a contract.”

    The three of them stood in front of me after shouting out their names loudly. They were filled with anxiety and fear, but also faintly showed anticipation.

    Anticipation is a good sign.

    So I happily recited the contract, and they agreed.

    Now we don’t even need the purple fog.

    For example, imagine a person drawn on a two-dimensional surface. He can only see two dimensions: up, down, left, and right.

    If you then poke a person with a pencil from above, the person will suddenly feel as if he has been pierced.

    The principle is similar.

    If you approach a three-dimensional space from a four-dimensional perspective, there’s nothing you can see. That doesn’t mean you can go back in time. It’s just that there’s literally another axis.

    It seems like stopping or moving time is derived from this, but will it be possible to turn back time later on when you become stronger or learn how?

    First, let’s put it in a corner of our memory.

    I signed a contract with them.

    Then, as always, their skin cracked open with a crack, revealing pure white skin, and their black or brown hair instantly turning purple.

    I touched the light and the light turned purple. At the same time, I gained their memories.

    First of all, the Dharma guardians are like soldiers.

    Their names, in order of highest rank, are Gapjae, Eunchun, and Byeongil.

    Cheonmasingyo is Cheonmasingyo. It doesn’t have a separate name like Ilwonsingyo or Myeongsingyo.

    Surprisingly, Eunjae is not the first Cheonma. She is the third generation Cheonma.

    There isn’t much information about the three of them. They were born in a village ruled by the Heavenly Demon Sect, and they worked hard to rise to high positions with their talent in martial arts.

    I also remember it being a bit strange.

    From being a simple believer to becoming a Dharma protector, they plant bugs in their bodies. But surprisingly, these people. They don’t care because everyone else is doing it. What kind of brainwashing did they do…?

    Is it the same as recording and numbering the fingerprints of adults in a country where there was a faded man and no one questions it?

    They lived their lives mindlessly accepting what the Cheonmasingyo gave them, and so they rose to the position of elders among the dharma protectors.

    Then, I followed him to summon a monster called Chaos that gave special powers to Musin, and now I am here.

    Warmth is very small compared to light.

    But when harvest time came, the temperature suddenly increased.

    How does this work?

    No, it was originally too small compared to the light, but it has grown to a certain size. Is it because all the bugs inside its body have disappeared?

    Light is almost certainly the soul.

    I guess warmth is humanity or desire. Something like that.

    So, a person who is desperate and resigned has little warmth. If I think about the light that has fallen on me, if that state continues for a long time, there is a high possibility that the light will diminish.

    If you have gained strength, you can do more things and your warmth has grown.

    It shows us the way forward and what to do.

    I need to think about it a little more, but it means that if you give a lot of freedom, the light increases.

    Hehehe. It’s getting warmer.

    I laughed while looking at the horse.

    “I did what humans wanted.”

    Then I looked at my body. There is a possibility that someone like Rebecca, who I use as a body, can come back to life.

    Well then, I guess we can afford to be a little more convenient.

    Let’s call her by her name so people don’t forget.

    “As you know, my name is Cho-seol. Please call me that.”

    The first snow is the name of the body I am in, like Rebecca Rolf.

    Although she was quite tall, her chest was flat and her body was round because she was young. Rebecca Rolfe was also using children.

    Is it because the child can hold a lot?

    But this child wasn’t someone who was living a normal life like Rebecca and was captured. She was raised with a certain role from the beginning.

    Most of life is very fleeting, and I remember often doing things like training in the space I was first dragged into.

    Even though it’s called training, it’s like taking a lot of drugs and thinking hard about the words you say outside while in a dazed state. At the last moment, they gouge out your eyes, cast some kind of spell, and tie you up in a cloth.

    And this time, instead of medicine, they found me with a wet cloth, my breathing hazy.

    It seems as if the first snow was raised for sacrificial purposes.

    If this much effort is put into it, it will be difficult to spread it widely.

    No, it might actually be the right method for me. This time too, I’ll take the opportunity to gain knowledge like I did last time.

    When I said my name, Cheonma stared at me as if trying to figure out what I was thinking.

    But my feelings are nothing special.

    Just give me some warmth.

    Let’s face each other and smile with that kind of heart, Cheonma pointed at me and shouted.

    “Seal this!”

    Oh my.

    Is that how it is?

    The people around them are shouting out orders. Gapjae, Eunchun, Byeongil, and Choseol. These four people don’t know the language.

    That means there’s a separate language for using this magic. You can lick the light of someone who knows how to do it later.

    While I was thinking that, the cloth that was hanging from the ceiling came down and wrapped around me.

    I don’t use the method of watching like Yasle, but I like this as it is. If you think of it as a blessing wrapper, I can endure it.

    And I still haven’t heard Cheonma’s true intentions.

    Hehehe.

    Cheonma tested my abilities.

    In other words, it means that a blessing is needed. It’s not just about sealing or cutting it off without asking or questioning so that the second god of war doesn’t come out.

    For later use.

    I say hello to the Heavenly Horse who is staring at me before the sky rolls up.

    “See you later, miss.”

    I wanted to see the expression, but before I could see it, the cloth completely covered the face.

    But I can see the world through the eyes of three men called Ho-beop.

    Aah!

    Since three people are bowing their heads, we cannot see what expression Cheonma is making.

    If I could see his expression, I could get a lot of clues about what he was thinking. What a pity.

    But there is plenty of time. And this seal will definitely be broken on the other side.

    I’m confident in waiting.

    Okay, then let’s wait and see what Cheonma wants.

    Obviously, he will show me his desires by experimenting with these three.

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