episode_0287

Baek Seol-hee’s alter ego has awakened.

And after a brief conversation, he immediately disappeared.

“…be surprised. You just showed up, right?”

“You seemed quite calm despite being surprised?”

“That’s because you’re surprised and nervous.”

I was calm, but Ymir’s whole body tensed, like a woman who was caught having an affair.

“No matter how platinum Taeyang you are, are you nervous about being caught hanging out with a man who owns you? A child who wasn’t nervous even when learning Gwangikkong’s fighting methods.”

“It’s okay if I can’t do that, but I could hurt Seolhee. I don’t like hurting other people’s feelings. Rather, you probably heard the story about King Taejo, right?”

“That will happen.”

While Ymir and I were talking about Taejo, Gwangikkong, and the land of old North Korea, Baek Seol-hee suddenly came to visit.

We stopped mid-conversation, and it seemed like it made Baek Seol-hee uncomfortable for no reason.

“It looked like he had something to complain about to me, but he seemed more upset because you were there. Also, we stopped talking while talking well.”

“But when the teacher tells you to be patriotic, you immediately feel better.”

It was like that.

No matter how angry Baek Seol-hee gets, she can now calm down her anger with just one patriotic injection.

Patriotism is the answer, and with patriotism, any anger will subside.

Of course, it is impossible to answer openly whether that patriotism is true patriotism.

“You’ve completely tamed it. With patriotism.”

“…that’s the world of beauty.”

Most problems related to Baek Seol-hee can be solved through patriotism.

Although she spent about a month in Jeju Island at a summer camp similar to a seasonal semester, I was able to calm her complaints by saying that I would go to Jeju Island myself.

And after a moment of pious patriotic time, tomorrow her anger will completely disappear and she will have a lively morning.

“Anyway, it’s a seasonal semester. That’s also special training for a small group of elites. When asked to participate as a training instructor, it would be difficult to refuse.”

“Sister too. You could just say you don’t do that.”

“There’s nothing you can do about it.”

It’s like the way of the world and the flow of light novels.

‘Umida can’t stand it.’

It’s beautiful.

It’s Japanese.

Translated, it means ‘the sea’.

‘The summer sea event cannot be left out at the Academy Modern Light Novel.’

This is a story that also happened in the original work.

No, summer camp should not be included in the Academy Character Light Novel in the first place.

To be precise, the ‘swimsuit service scene’ should not be left out.

A serious story unfolds in the main story where people die?

Then, the protagonist and heroines go to the swimming pool to forget about the fight and have some fun.

Isn’t there some big episode?

Then, a new main episode will occur at sea.

Is there a need for conflict between the protagonist and heroine?

In that case, a scene is prepared where the protagonist and heroine walk alone on the beach at night and have a conversation.

This plot is mainly used in light novels, animations, and comics that contain illustrations rather than novels, but this Gukbbong light novel also follows the same pattern.

Even if they give ridiculous reasons, the world makes people go to summer camps.

Whether it’s a trip to Jeju Island or a cruise, the world creates episodes for any reason for the heroines’ swimsuit service scene.

It’s reality, but since it’s a fictional world, the rules seem unavoidable.

“Teacher. President, isn’t it a little strange?”

“It’s strange.”

“Isn’t that enough to warrant execution?”

“It feels very awkward when you say that.”

“But, it does affect Seolhee’s mentality. For the ridiculous reason that it is summer semester. It’s not enough to kill him, but he just touches the back of his head and knocks him out…”

Crack.

Ymir moved his hand in a position as if he was squeezing something.

“Let’s rip it out. Or burn it.”

“……I think it would be better to kill him.”

“Shall I go do it?”

“That’s it. It’s not even a day or two that the president does something strange. They’re doing strange things for the sake of patriotic education, so you don’t have to worry too much. And…we need a president. To bring out the devil of Pandemonium.”

“Aha. Are you trying to use the president as bait?”

“Yes.”

Ymir immediately understood what I meant.

“Those around us who are trying to take advantage of the president are narrowing down the pool of candidates. We haven’t hit the cake yet, but the Sejong Island crime-fighting agents, including Joo-mo, are still collecting information. Then, as in the case of Laplace, if a devil approaches the president…”

Sigh.

I split the middle of the smartphone with my finger.

“You’re blowing it away.”

“I received it. The president is a scarecrow. Let’s leave the president alone for the time being. Then…”

Ymir slowly stood up.

“For your mental care, shall we do something very special?”

Is it because the story has been somewhat organized, or is it because of a hunch that Baek Seol-hee will soon appear?

“Teacher, will you sacrifice yourself today for Seolhee?”

“Is it a sacrifice?”

“It means willingly giving yourself. To Seolhee unnie.”

Ymir started manipulating mana to create things with an excited voice.

“You, Gwangikkong, will be really sad when he sees that.”

“Isn’t this a light-wing technique? It’s just an application of magical power.”

” All you have to do is create a shape that is not a wing using the technology to form golden wings.”

“Heeheehee.”

The color of magical power is gold.

The forms are things I can’t put into words.

“With just this one thing, Seolhee will be able to take away all the stress she got from the president.”

Sigh.

“Everything for patriotism.”

“…….”

Ymir waved the magical object he had created towards me.

* * *

The conversation is over.

Baek Seol-hee immediately returned to the room and threw herself on the bed for a moment.

“The president treats people like that, so everyone is trying to leave this country.”

Baek Seol-hee covered her face with her hands.

I wanted to immediately erase the president’s face that was glimmering before my eyes.

“If you force them to take a course during vacation, who would want to take it?”

Although he only worked as a professor for about three months, Baek Seol-hee was also a student at one time.

And of course, as a student, I just want to enjoy my vacation.

But now she is in a position to deprive students of their free vacation.

“Taking advantage of the students’ eagerness to force them to participate in training…”

Baek Seol-hee looked through the printed material she was holding in her hand.

Despite the name recommender, the list of students who would participate in the training camp was already compiled, and every one of them classified as Class A was included.

“They say they will provide benefits to participants, but they say that skipping this will actually put them at a disadvantage. Who would not want to participate?”

For some, it is because of their home environment.

To some, under the pretext of a scholarship.

For some, it was under the pretext of having sparring experience with S-class people with special abilities.

“…If you open a camp with a letter of recommendation from an undergraduate student at the National Competition Academy, who wouldn’t want to do it? Really.”

And for others, an opportunity to challenge themselves to do something more honorable than anything else.

An opportunity to represent the country, wear the national flag on one’s chest, and compete in a position to determine the best in the world.

“…Even if you lose 0-6 against an S-class opponent in the preliminaries, it’s all an experience that becomes your blood and flesh.”

What if the national competition consists of a preliminary round of 64, and there are 50 S-level participants?

Then, rather than moving up the remaining 14 people through a bye, we want to fill those 14 positions with Class A.

Even if you are A-level or A+-level, you will have a chance to compete against S-level to qualify for the group stage.

In that opportunity, A+ class can awaken to S class.

You might not know.

Will it be like Yun Iseon or Firefox?

“Ah, it’s annoying.”

Baek Seol-hee pounded the paper with her fist.

“I don’t want to do anything like this, I just want to continue playing until the end of the year as soon as vacation starts.”

“Sister, that playing around is patriotic, right?”

Ymir came out of the space and entered Baek Seol-hee’s room with light steps.

“Hey. Do you think I’m a patriotic person who only plays patriotically?”

“Really?”

“I will be patriotic while watching the movie. Just like you did before.”

“I wasn’t patriotic while watching the movie.”

“Then what did you do?”

“Special ability consulting.”

“……Constructive.”

After releasing the Taegeuk watch, Baek Seol-hee held Ymir’s hand.

“Can I go? Ji-hwan, aren’t you coming this way?”

“Yes. Today we will do it in the teacher’s room. Taegeuk Watch….”

“I left my self behind, so there is no need for you to keep waiting here.”

“Wow, awesome.”

In Baek Seol-hee’s room, her alter ego dressed in a suit was sitting on a chair in an upright posture.

“If the Taegeuk Watch sounds an emergency alarm, will it react?”

“Yes. let’s go. You can do more, right?”

“I could do more, but I prepared a surprise gift for you.”

“…surprise?”

“Yes. First, shall we move on together?”

Following Ymir’s guidance, Baek Seol-hee carefully stretched out her hand beyond the golden portal.

Sreuk.

As soon as you cross the space, what you see is a dark room.

The familiar silhouette was Do Ji-hwan’s room, and soon the sound of breathing began to be heard.

Seup, seup.

“……Wow.”

Baek Seol-hee swallowed.

On the bed.

Do Ji-hwan, with his hands cuffed in shiny gold handcuffs, was lying on the bed wearing only a shirt and pants.

“You’re thinking of making handcuffs with magic power. You really…”

“Sister.”

Weeeeing.

“I’ll take a picture for you.”

“…….”

With those words, Baek Seol-hee let go of reason.

* * *

At that time, somewhere on Earth.

“…….”

The black-haired woman looked at the video that arrived on her smartphone with an expressionless face.

“Um.”

The woman’s golden eyes were shining, and she was watching the video closely with the face of a power analyst.

“…Still, these two might not be enough…”

In the video.

As soon as the white-haired woman fell, a goblin rushed towards the video.

The camera fell to the floor, and the blonde woman was instantly eaten by the goblin.

“I need more. more. A living woman, an S-class woman…”

Crackling.

“Otherwise, we will die….”