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    LXXXIV.

    Evergreen has literally become Yongdamhohyeol (a deep pond where dragons live and a cave where tigers live, a very dangerous place).

    The Pope and Caligo’s sword, two superhumans from the Unmanned Cradle, the later dean, and three new female superhumans.

    This is because as many as eight superhumans settled in Evergreen. It’s hard to see even semi-superhumans gathered together like this, but there are eight superhumans!

    Moreover, judging by the fact that Vice Dean Fletcher’s energy is barely noticeable within Evergreen Academy, it seems that he is almost at the end of his ascension to superhuman status.

    If that happens, there will be nine superhumans. To a city-state called Evergreen.

    And although it is not known, all four Arcana are superhumans, and there is also a Dragon Lord.

    Isn’t this more like hell than dragon blood? If any demons are summoned here, they will definitely say that. This place is hell.

    So what are these superhumans doing together?

    “So, let’s kill them halfway? what is it? that. Something that makes me uncomfortable.”

    Kanviel, a female superhuman who used lightning magic, kept repeating ‘that’ as if she couldn’t think of a word right away, giving the listener a feeling of frustration as if they were eating sweet potatoes with their ears.

    “Curse?”

    “Yes! Curse!”

    “Inconvenient transactions. Crazy bitch.”

    Everyone nods their heads at the same time at the Pope’s words, unsure whether they are exclamation or lamentation. Me too.

    “Anyway, how about casting a curse? There is something like a curse that runs through blood.”

    “You crazy bitch! Do you think that curse is that easy?!”

    Uneasy.

    never.

    I was nodding my head and strongly agreeing with what the Pope said. however,

    “It is possible.”

    I hear a calm voice next to me telling me that it is possible for a curse to be passed down through blood.

    “Oh?”

    And the moment I identify the owner of the voice, I realize that it is not a lie that something difficult is possible.

    because,

    “If you are a witch.”

    This is because its owner is the Witch of Walpurgis, a being that came down like a legend during the mythological era.

    “Really?”

    On the contrary, the witch’s answer was so confident that Kanviel, who had proposed this opinion in the first place, was so surprised that he stuttered.

    “Yes. If you have enough time and budget.”

    A witch who speaks affirmations like a doctor who failed a mission somewhere would say.

    “What is that? For some reason, this is a condition that makes me want to scold them and say, ‘Don’t you know that making excuses is a sin?’”

    In response to Kanviel’s mumbling, only I could hear the witch’s muttering to herself, ‘Be quick to notice.’

    “Clear boundaries must be set for the curse. I just want to harass you. Of course, such vague conditions are not acceptable.”

    “Can you give me an example?”

    The story that Canviel thoughtlessly brought up is getting to the point where the Pope is showing interest as it leans toward being made feasible by witches.

    “The most common is the rejection of physical force.”

    “… Is that possible with a curse?”

    “Yes. It is a curse that places a curse on blood with a specific gene and causes a rejection reaction to divine power. It is possible if sufficient resources are prepared.”

    Silence fell in the large conference room as everyone was lost in their own thoughts at the witch’s calm remarks.

    “Is there a curse that matches?”

    I broke the silence and asked the witch.

    She was the one dealing with the curse, and since she was Walpurgis, she was an expert on curses, and she was also the person who objectively understood the current situation, so I thought that the witch would probably know the most appropriate curse.

    And the witch,

    “Yes.”

    I proved that my prediction was right by answering in a confident tone.

    “Can I ask you to introduce yourself?”

    “Of course.”

    Then he stood up and drew three colored patterns in the air with light particles.

    Pointing with a pure white finger at a broken pattern of the human upper body,

    “It is an innate immune system-disrupting curse transmitted through blood. The downside is that because it involves the immune system, the subject may die during the process of manifesting the curse. The advantage is that the curse becomes stronger as the generations pass. The body becomes weak and the way of thinking becomes soft. Then, in the past.”

    Pachang!

    With the sound of a light bulb breaking, the ominous red blinking pattern explodes and disappears like flying sand.

    “The stem is broken.”

    “You will be usurped. The status of emperor.”

    “Yes.”

    Even though the dean interrupted her in a tone that made her spit out a bug that had entered her mouth, the witch calmly nodded and agreed with him.

    He then pointed to the character [禁] drawn in ominous black light.

    “In this world, there are invisible forces at work in addition to divine power. Sometimes it is called ‘causation’, and sometimes it is called ‘order’. And to express it with a word we are all familiar with, it can be described as ‘luck’.”

    “Hmm.”

    “This curse is a curse placed on the target’s blood relatives, and is a curse that causes them to waste all their luck in life on being born into the ‘royal family’. It is a curse that will inevitably break your nose even if you fall backwards due to being rejected by cause and effect.”

    oh my god!

    Isn’t this a curse that perfectly suits the name ‘curse’?

    A curse that uses all your luck to the limit to become royal!

    “Is that even possible? With a curse?”

    just as expected.

    Another superhuman who reached the peak as a wizard, Light Thunder Kanviel, asked back with an astonished look on his face.

    “That question is the strength. Because it is a curse that no one has ever thought of, they cannot even think of solving it. The downside is that it requires a lot of catalyst. To put it simply, catalysts that make billions of dollars are needed. Also, it applies not to the current generation, but to future generations. In other words, the curse does not take effect immediately.”

    It will cost a lot of precious catalysts, so much so that the witch mentions to the superhumans that it costs ‘a lot’ of catalysts.

    “The most representative catalyst is… … ?”

    “Dragon Heart.”

    When I asked the question, the witch’s gaze turned to someone, who answered as if she had been waiting for the question.

    With the power to pierce the face of the person whose gaze lands on it.

    “Why, why?”

    Did you say he was a swordsman? It was a woman who won a dragon heart on the dragon heart ladder.

    “No.”

    It’s not like I look like it. The witch looked at Frey with a look in her eyes that seemed to say, ‘I know you have a dragon heart!’

    Maybe it’s a kind of repulsion that comes from the fact that the clown got the dragon heart and she didn’t.

    Anyway, even though everyone was thinking the same thing as me, the person concerned pretended nothing was wrong and continued explaining the next pattern.

    The pattern, colored in a gloomy purple color, had the ancient word [Repudiátĭo] engraved on a person’s torso.

    An ancient word meaning ostracism.

    “This curse is a curse that causes the aforementioned phenomenon of divine power rejection. The disadvantage and advantage of this curse is that, unlike the previous two curses, there are no major disadvantages or advantages.”

    “ Poetry, is there a curse that prevents you from accumulating divine power?”

    As an expression of absurdity appeared on everyone’s faces, Kanviel couldn’t hold back and asked again.

    “Of course. The condition of military force is not essential for the emperor.”

    “Ah!”

    In a way, it was a sound that shattered the stereotypes that had been attached to the people gathered here because they were superhumans or equally strong.

    “Nevertheless, not being able to build up any spiritual power in the imperial family is clearly a disadvantage. In this case, the imperial family’s power would naturally be reduced. Then, naturally, the nobles below will think differently.”

    “Since the body cannot accumulate spiritual power itself, black magic will be useless.”

    “Yes. You will stay away from martial arts. Or.”

    “Is it the divine right of kings?”

    While the witch continued her explanation, I was lost in my own thoughts, and without even realizing it, I said my thoughts out loud.

    This is true even if you look at the history of the country where Go Gon-seong lived.

    Those who were called kings or emperors did not rise to that position because they were powerful. A history of giving uniqueness to the position of emperor by saying that one’s ‘blood’ is different or that one is the son of God.

    “Similar. Perhaps the emperors are trying to be given legitimacy for their positions.”

    “The emperor? how? No, who in the world gives legitimacy to the pinnacle of power called the emperor?”

    Kanviel’s doubts were natural. Even if he is close to the being who can give it justification.

    Where the witch’s gaze rests.

    Most superhumans understood this when they looked at Pope Judas, the head of the Caligo denomination who boasts the greatest sainthood on the continent and who has no compromises when it comes to religion.

    “En? Yuda oppa?”

    Except for Kanviel, who was still surprised as he looked at the clown and his own breasts alternately and looked regretful.

    “I understand. Hero. But I have one question. Will they really do that? If we are not careful, we could end up being subordinate to the Caligo denomination, right?”

    “That’s the benefit of this curse. Just as people’s desperation for power causes their clothes to get wet in the fog, the royal families of the two empires depend on the tangible and intangible power of the Caligo Church.”

    “Hmm.”

    All eyes could not help but focus on Pope Judas and the sword of Caligo. However, the parties involved were so engrossed in their thoughts that they did not feel their gaze.

    at that time,

    “Of course!”

    The witch’s words fell like a spear cutting through the silence.

    “In order for this curse to function properly, an essential prerequisite is needed.”

    “Ah! I see.”

    The Pope answered with a sigh as if he had guessed, then shook his head.

    “Yes. Transparency of the denomination. Same as now.”

    Even after the explanation of the curse was over, silence fell in the conference room for a long time. The silence was so deep and thick that even if someone was rustling and moving their body, they were startled and stopped.

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