episode_0355

“I ate well~”

That evening.

After finishing her meal, Erasajeo quickly went down to the basement instead of her own room.

The destination is a training center set up in the basement of a mansion, which is a recent recurring schedule for the private residence.

-Crackle…!

A practice of sitting on the floor with your buttocks down, quietly closing your eyes and controlling your brain energy.

‘It must be difficult.’

After eating dinner separately, I followed the private guide down the road.

I nodded while observing the Daerasajeo, who was stuck on the wall next to the entrance.

A flash of lightning at her side.

It happens fairly regularly, but there are quite a few mishaps and brain storms are flying around.

Brain power is a magical power that is particularly difficult to manipulate. To put it a bit harshly, it has a reputation of being a mess.

‘If you think about the unique abilities of the Dadaera Sajeo…’

The unique ability of Daerasajeo is the thunderbolt.

It’s a familiar name.

To be exact, it matches the unique ability and name of the 8th time used in the original work.

‘I was really surprised when I first heard the name.’

A lightning bolt with an output far exceeding the average. That alone felt strange, but hearing the name ‘thunderbolt’ made my head spin.

Of course, only the name may be the same. Because you can find unique abilities with the same realized name.

‘But considering the output and quality, it seems right…’

Daerasajeo’s Heavenly Thunder and the 8th Heavenly Thunder.

The more I compared the output and properties, the more I thought that they were essentially the same unique abilities.

‘Thunderbolt…’

The 8th thunderbolt was strong.

Even without using archery, you could defeat 3rd tier monsters with just Thunderbolt.

Considering long-range attacks using archery? It was the 8th time that I was able to seize the opportunity to win even when fighting a 2nd-tier monster alone.

If Baek A-rin, who I trusted and loved behind my back, hadn’t betrayed me, it wouldn’t have ended so meaninglessly.

‘It must have taken a lot of effort to control the thunder like that.’

It’s a similar case to a panic attack.

The manipulation is just as absurd as the output.

I remember that even the thunderbolt had psychological side effects. That was the reason why I was being considerate to Daerasajeo.

‘… … ‘

I couldn’t show that consideration today.

I was so foolishly jealous that I threw a tantrum for no reason.

Fortunately, Daerasajeo took my actions lightly, but in the end, it didn’t change the fact that I was causing trouble.

That’s why I came down to apologize…

-Sign!

Without even having time to hand over the apple, he sat down on his butt and started practicing.

If touching that for no reason and breaking concentration was a nuisance, then it was a nuisance.

‘Should I go over and apologize now? Or should I borrow some time when I come up after finishing…’

-Support…

At that moment, the brain that the private had been manipulating stopped. My worries and breathing also stopped.

The man, who had been blinking for a moment, got up from his seat and walked straight towards the entrance.

“Priest, what are you doing here?”

[Hehehe]

After a while, he stuck his head out through the entrance, looked straight at me, and asked.

Blue eyes staring down intently. Even though his body is still, he is sweating a little, perhaps because he is using up his magical power and stamina.

He slowly lowered the hands that were covering his mouth.

[… How did you know I was here?]

The sound of my presence is originally faint and difficult to detect. Although it is said to be a mansion, it is difficult to find it because it does not reveal itself.

At my question, Daerasajeogago tilted his head.

“Um… Well? Intuition?”

[okay…]

Intuition. It may seem like a vague answer, but I nodded obediently.

The 8th Heavenly Thunder has amplified senses and reflexes, and opens up the sixth sense.

If Daerasajeo’s Thunder has the same ability as the 8th time, then it is understandable that this kind of intuition would develop.

‘Is this really the same ability?’

The 8th thunderbolt was manifested as an artifact. Although it originally had a thunder attribute, its unique nature as thunderbolt was achieved through an artifact.

-[Sir, how did you develop that unique ability? Did you pick up a strange artifact by any chance?]

-Artifact? No? I don’t know either.

-[?]

But Daera Sajeo said he didn’t know either. I heard that it suddenly appeared one day…

“So? What’s going on, Priest?”

[ah]

The worries that were about to deepen were cut off. My shoulders trembled at the gaze that looked down at me as he tilted his head.

[Uh… That…]

“That?”

[Ugh…]

The moment of apology came as I had hoped. But the words just didn’t come out well.

The content of the apology is embarrassing and shameful.

[I’m sorry for throwing a tantrum this morning. I was not good at controlling my emotions.]

I swallowed hard and thought about it for a moment, but there was no option to run away from here.

Finally, he bowed his flushed face.

“… Priest, was that why you were hanging around here to apologize?”

The expression on Erasasa’s face was that of someone who had not expected an apology. I looked up, embarrassed.

[yes…]

“… Huh, ahaha! No, sir! Why are you apologizing for something like this!”

Erasajeo will burst out laughing soon. This is also an unexpected reaction.

As I was making a bewildered face, the priest wiped away the tears hanging from the corner of my eyes and patted my head.

“Uh-huh, oh my stomach hurts. I think I’m going to throw up what I ate… Priest, it’s okay~Honestly, is that a tantrum? If someone saw you, they’d think you punched me in the face! That’s just me being cute from the side.”

[… It wasn’t aegyo]

“Huh? So you really threw a tantrum? You just don’t like it? You want to get rid of it? “

Although I said something that hurt my pride, I had no choice but to bow my head.

Sajeo burst into laughter again at my appearance.

[Relief]

I lowered my head to hide my face, and a smile of relief appeared on my lips.

-Tiring!

‘huh?’

It was a while later that the alarm came.

[Contact: Master]

[▶Master: Disciple]

[▶Teacher: A little later… around this time]

[▶Teacher: Can you come up to my room?]

The next call was from the Master.

***

Lee Ha-yul → Daeraceleste

●●●●●●○○○○(61/100)

“The Master’s Disciple” “Lightning” “Empathy” “Compassion” “Pity” “Pity”

▼Change▼

●●●●●●○○○○(61▶67/100)

“Private” “Thunderbolt?” “Sympathy” “Pity”

***

The interview went on longer than I expected. The main topic was over quickly, but the conversation that followed was also beneficial.

‘As expected, a real spirit magician is different.’

On the way out of the lab, Lee Ha-sol nodded, recalling the conversation just now.

As someone who is just starting out in the world of spirit magic, I heard some really helpful advice.

The editorial that followed might have been more informative than the main conversation.

‘The conversation itself was enjoyable.’

Liana Bellus. She was a kind and gentle woman, just like the rumors said.

A voice that was soft but clear to the ears. Although the conversation was occasionally choppy, it felt like he was being considerate of the other person.

Good person. Those words just came to mind.

-Ah, hahaha! The spirits are playing a prank.

“… … ”

There were some parts that were questionable. Lee Ha-sol recalled Riana, who was startled and burst into laughter, and searched her memories.

Her unique ability is the wind attribute ability.

The ability to manipulate the wind, feel the wind, and transform magic into wind.

It’s a common ability.

-Phew…!

For a moment, a gentle breeze swayed. My hair swayed slightly in the swaying wind.

The feeling of the wind passing through my body. From there, the wind’s direction, path, and information were transmitted.

This is information that you can basically get if you want it, without using magic or causing any uniqueness.

You can’t get the top spot in the poetry cradle with just ordinary unique abilities.

Lee Ha-sol not only had great natural talent and skills, but her uniqueness was also very special.

… In that lab, I couldn’t really feel the wind. It seemed like there were separate measures in place to prevent detection.

Especially, there is something under the desk…

-Whew!

The wind gathered on the palm of his hand and a green halo appeared. It was the lower-level spirit of the wind that had made a contract with Ihasol.

“Hello?”

-Beep!

“Yeah, nice to meet you too.”

Ha Sol, who felt the message conveyed by the flickering spirit, smiled brightly and talked.

The lower spirits have a faint ego. It is no exaggeration to say that they are a mass of magical power that relies on instinct.

But a little communication is possible.

Communing with spirits is also important for the growth of the spirit. It is an essential process for developing the self.

“Was there anyone else in that room just now?”

-… …

The conversation that had been going on without a hitch suddenly came to a halt. It was a question that ended the conversation.

-Beep, beep…

The halo of light spun around halfway. It was like a person avoiding eye contact. In addition, the body was blinking, as if it was sweating coldly.

“Hmm… ”

The spirit and the shaman are connected by a contract. That is, if the contract does not come first, it cannot continue.

There are other cases.

They are a race commonly called fairies. They are said to live in coexistence with spirits without contracts.

Also, another rumor that has come up recently.

Special admission students from Shiyoram.

He says he deals with spirits that he hasn’t contracted with. He also says that even spirits that he has contracted with follow him…

Looking down at the awkward spirit on the palm of his hand, Ihasol tilted his head.

‘…Am I having strange thoughts?’

Lee Ha-sol blushed at the thought that came to her mind.

This is such a lewd imagination. That innocent-looking professor, putting Lee Ha-yool under the desk and doing things like that…?

I can’t believe it at all.

But considering that Professor Riana is also a woman living with Lee Ha-yool, and also considering the suspicion I just had…

‘Whew.’

Lately, I haven’t had a day where my hair was light.

When will the day come when I can rest in peace?

Ha Sol let out a deep sigh as fatigue suddenly came to mind.

‘Still, we’ll meet soon… so maybe I can ask her then.’

Lee Ha-sol smiled faintly as she recalled the recent text messages she had exchanged with Lee Ha-yul.