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    LXVIII.

    Pachik-chichit! Pachick!

    This time it’s not light. However, it is not moonlight like it was during May.

    It is a thunderbolt of 100% purity. A thunderbolt so vivid that it threatens to take away your eyesight.

    As soon as the spell ends, the bundle of lightning that spreads around the card, scatters in all directions, and then discharges again is a terrifying sight, enough to remind me of the ‘safety first’ that May insisted on.

    However, I don’t know if it was because the subject of this thunderbolt was Arcana or because of Mei’s protective barrier, but none of the thunderbolts reaching out in all directions in a threatening manner reached me.

    A feast of pure white lightning. I can feel the elemental power, Thunderbolt, and the divine power, Spirit, rushing in like a flood.

    The thunderbolt, which had been discharging in pure white color for a while, now poured out all at once like water from a reservoir whose embankment had collapsed, disappearing into thin air, and in the space where the lightning flashed, a swordsman with his back straight took its place.

    “Ah, Master.”

    Of all the Arcana I have ever met, this woman calls me in the calmest tone of voice.

    The hair is cut neatly around the ears, making the woman’s impression reminiscent of a sharp sword, a hairstyle that plays a significant role.

    The old-fashioned, tight-fitting clothes made of white silk embroidered with silver embroidered with flowing river water proudly show off her voluptuous body even more prominently and luxuriously.

    Although it is difficult to compare it to that of a clown, her breasts, which certainly give an intense and violent pressure, are also probably one of the things that makes it difficult to take one’s eyes off her.

    The fact that she does not wear a sword at her waist or hold a sword like other knights gives the impression that she is a well-educated member of a powerful family rather than a swordsman.

    However, hidden inside the blue belt on her waist is a sharp yet sharp soft sword. In other words, her belt is a sword sheath.

    “Card number Twenty. Arcana name JUDGEMENT greets the great Card Master.”

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    Major card number. Card No. Twenty.

    Arcana name. [JUDGEMENT]

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    His posture was disciplined, as if he had practiced his posture for years, and his actions were natural yet elegant enough to be angular.

    Let me first assume that I am by no means a person who discriminates, and that I am definitely not trying to criticize our cute May.

    If May’s greeting to the Card Master is like the oath given by a graduate representative at a high school graduation ceremony, then the newly summoned Judgment and Punishment greeting feels like the oath of a soldier who has undergone formal training for several months.

    “Hing… … . Punishment is also merciless. Compared to May, this is a very cool greeting! Above all, breasts! Ruthless!”

    just as expected.

    May’s truly despondent voice is heard from behind.

    It’s so sad that I want to go up to him and hug him right now. And a strange obsession with certain body parts.

    “Nice to meet you. It’s called gray.”

    “I, too, am glad and honored to meet you, Master.”

    The way a knight or soldier speaks, combined with a slim waist and voluptuous chest, strangely incites a bad desire to conquer something.

    Before I could unconsciously get into the habit of imagining again, I shook my head and displayed my power for concentration.

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    〈 Arcana Information 〉

    1. Name: Punishment

    2. Number: 20 (Twenty)

    3. Race: Spirit – Thunderbolt

    [170cm] [B 90] [W 63] [H 91]

    4. Body

    [Strength 169] [Agility 201] [Stamina 169] [Thinking Power 169]

    5. Divine power

    Brain power [201]

    6. Talent

    〈Arcana〉

    7. Intimacy

    [trust]

    8. Power

    ―Swordsmanship―Seom(閃)

    ―Thunderclouds

    ―Phasa (破邪)

    ―The Thunder God

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    Punishment, like Mei, has great stats and is also great.

    Certainly, the overall stats are high, perhaps because the race itself is a lightning spirit.

    In addition, the spirit of lightning is different from the other four major spirits and exerts unique power.

    Although it has stronger attack power than a fire spirit of the same level, it cannot do things useful in life that a fire spirit can, such as starting a fire or keeping warm in the cold winter.

    Although he is a thunderbolt spirit, he is also skilled in swordsmanship, and the strongest thunderbolt spirit knight among the thunderbolt spirits is Punishment.

    In short, he is not very versatile, but he is biased towards powerful swordsmanship and force.

    This is punishment.

    “Up to glory… … . This is May, this is Punishment. You two know each other, right?”

    “Yes. brother. i know! hi! Nice to meet you.”

    “Nice to meet you too. Leader of the fox tribe. Uh, uh, un… … .”

    Seeing that Jongbeol, who had always been confident, stuttered, I couldn’t help but ask, ‘What?’ Then Punishment, whose face was red, spoke in a low voice,

    “Sister… … .”

    He said. Of course, my face became redder after I said that.

    May, who seemed to like being called ‘older sister’ of punishment, pricked up her silver ears,

    “Yes! Please take care! Little brother!”

    He said, “I shoulder a punishment that is one head bigger than me…” ? When he tries to knock, he realizes that nothing comes out, so he pats his back.

    From then on, Punishment and May chatted with each other. No, strictly speaking, when Mei spoke, Punishment blushed and nodded or gave a short answer.

    At first, I thought May was embarrassed to call me sister because of her appearance.

    But again, that doesn’t seem to be the case. Although it is faint, a smile can often be seen on Punishment’s lips.

    ‘ah! Come to think of it.’

    Suddenly, a scene from her past came to mind.

    I was endlessly watching a cute rabbit eating grass.

    Punishment, which has a weakness for cute things, is like a doll, and since she is a beast, May receives extra points for cuteness. She was so cute that she didn’t know what to do.

    I’m not angry or embarrassed.

    “That’s right. Brother. That dragon is a very nice dragon! You can’t become friends! Got it?”

    “… Yes.”

    May, who had been teaching me about dragons, I guess, for a while, suddenly turned her head towards me as if something occurred to her.

    “Oppa. You know. If you have a younger brother here, you can make natural wall wood! Isn’t it really amazing?”

    He says.

    “Oh, no… That’s it.”

    Byeokjomok (霹棗木).

    It refers to a jujube tree that was struck by lightning.

    In the philosophy of witchcraft and the Five Elements, the red jujube tree symbolizes yang (陽) or fire (fire).

    It was struck by lightning containing the energy of evil and became a polar yang. How much of a contrast would this be with the evil energy of ghosts, disasters, misfortune, etc.

    A lightning spirit that can create it naturally, not artificially.

    If you were a shaman, it would be a good thing to carry around on your back. Although Mei is said to be a shaman who has reached heaven, there is no need to give up on good equipment.

    “Really? That’s amazing.”

    “No… . Boo… .”

    Jongbeol, whose face turned as red as a jujube out of shame, lowered his head without being able to do anything, and his face grew even redder.

    “Hehe. Then shall we make it? first… … .”

    Saying that she wanted to make something right away, May pulled out a green hairpin that she had pulled out and thrown once before and drew a large circle on the floor of the training room with the hairpin.

    Of course, no marks are left on the hard training ground.

    However, like the saying passed down to the fox tribe, ‘Every action of a shaman has meaning,’ Mei smiles with satisfaction as she sees something invisible to our eyes. It’s also very wide.

    Then, he places a small seed on the floor and strides back.

    “Ar―zízĭphus!”

    Dude-!

    As soon as her spell is over, the floor of the gym vibrates and trembles slightly.

    The walls trembled, and although it wasn’t enough to cause the building to collapse, the vibrations transmitted through the soles of my feet suggested that the aftereffects of the spell were greater than those exerted just moments ago.

    Tuk! Patter-patter.

    A crack appeared on the hard, magically treated floor, and something like a tree root or trunk protruded from above, and instantly grew in size.

    Crump patter!

    And as the size gradually increased, a huge jujube tree with abundant fruits appeared in front of my eyes.

    If magic transforms something and brings out destructive power, witchcraft creates something from nature that is close to nothingness.

    Like now.

    “Hehe. Now it’s my little brother’s turn.”

    May, who opened her already large and sparkling eyes even wider and sparkled, pricked up her ears, put her hands together, and looked at me with anticipation, was definitely cute.

    Seeing that, Jongbeol stroked May’s head without realizing it, but then took his hand away in surprise,

    “I’m sorry.”

    He was so embarrassed and didn’t know what to do. I know that feeling well. Because May often acts to charm people without even realizing it.

    “Hehe. If my younger brother does well, I will pat him on the back. Come on, come on!”

    When Mei pointed to the jujube tree and urged him to do it quickly, Jongbeol muttered a pat and raised his left arm, extending his palm toward the top of the jujube tree, i.e. towards the ceiling.

    “Thundercloud.”

    Rumbling-.

    “Wow, wow!”

    May’s exclamation of anticipation accompanied by an unusual thundering sound,

    Gurgling! Kwakwakwak!! Pachichichichik!!!

    The sound of lightning falling was drowned out.

    The lightning that rained down mercilessly into the narrow space struck the jujube tree that had been born through witchcraft, and burned the jujube tree black in less than five minutes.

    “Wow! wow! wow! Little brother is amazing~!”

    Because Mei is smaller than Jeongbeol, she stretches out her hand and barely manages to stroke Jeongbeol’s bangs, and approaches the jujube tree with a grunt.

    “Oppa! Help me!”

    Then, he calls to me while violently waving one arm up and down in front of him. Seeing that, I started laughing again, and as I approached May, she treated me like a woodcutter.

    “Cut it into pieces of this size. With my brother’s strength.”

    But I don’t feel bad at all.

    Why is this Mei of their tribe…? … .

    As soon as Mei forcibly disperses the incomprehensible memories and injects divine power into the spear as she wants to generate strength, she shouts ‘Pachichik!’ Along with the sound, a powerful black thunderbolt arises.

    When May cuts the jujube tree, which had been burned black by lightning, into the size she wants and lays it out on the floor for easy work, May claps her hands and says what is so exciting about it.

    “Hehe. Now little brother! Come quickly.”

    After that, he called Jongbeol, who was still standing there, and the two of them whispered for a while and did various things with the jujube tree and the wall tree that had been struck by lightning.

    “Completed! lol. brother! A gift!”

    He says and holds out something to me.

    Rings and bracelets were made from blackened pieces of wood. It was a crude ring and bracelet made of wood. The bracelet was even so big that I wondered if I should hang it on my shoulder.

    But worrying about size was a needless worry. As soon as I put the bracelet on my right wrist—I had an evergreen bracelet on my left—it shrunk to fit perfectly. Even the texture was not like that of wood, but felt like rough leather that was soft and a little rough.

    “Hehe. Oppa, this should be worn on the same finger.”

    After saying that, he came over, grabbed the ring finger of my right hand, and put a ring on it.

    Even before I could enjoy the mysterious sensation of a tingling sensation starting from my right finger and flowing through my bracelet, the information that came to my mind made me feel excited.

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    『Brickwood Ring』

    This ring is made from an unprecedented piece of wood created by infusing the jujube tree with the brain power containing the scent of spirits and a jujube tree created through the magic of a shaman who reached the level of a superhuman.

    The magical device engraved on the ring causes the wearer’s spiritual power to exhibit the attribute of shamanism.

    Set Effect (2/2)

    Resistance to curses, hallucinations, and diseases is maintained at the highest level.

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    『Brickwood Bracelet』

    This bracelet is made from an unprecedented piece of wood created by infusing the jujube tree with the brain power containing the scent of spirits and a jujube tree born through the magic of a shaman who reached the level of a superhuman.

    The shamanic device engraved on the bracelet maintains the German spell of ‘Matriarch’, , at all times, and is automatically activated in the event of harm.

    It is limited to once a day and is reset at 24 hours.

    Set Effect (2/2)

    Resistance to curses, hallucinations, and diseases is maintained at the highest level.

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    “A powerful tortoise shell… ? Set effect?”

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