episode_0595

Devils are a group of people who know the human mind very well.

These are people who know better than anyone else what humans want, what they wish for, and what they hope for even after their wishes come true.

So, do these devils purely grant human wishes?

at all.

Because we know humans well, those who play with humans are devils.

They are a people who prefer to watch ‘when something goes wrong’ the moment a wish comes true, rather than watching them despair when their wish does not come true.

The devil mentioned here does not mean a being with corrupted superpowers.

Refers to the devil in the Bible or as we generally think of it.

And such characteristics of the devil were clearly revealed in turning Chairman Choi Ho-jeong into an ‘immutable golden statue.’

This power was granted to Choi Ho-jeong, who wanted this ability to achieve immortality.

As ‘gold’ that neither ages nor dies and exists forever.

Wow!

[It’s no use.]

Even if you lightly swing the goblin bat and hit it, there is no movement.

I smashed it with a bat, made a saw and sharpened the outside, and took sandpaper and scrubbed my face.

However, Choi Ho-jeong, who scored the goal, did not move even a little.

Hojeong Choi froze as a mannequin made of managold, and there was no movement.

Just the metal itself.

Like the statues of children and adults standing in the park of any old elementary school, Golden Choi Ho-jeong turned to gold in the special suite room, kneeling and raising his arms toward the sky.

‘Is it Midas?’

King Midas, who had hands that could turn anything he touched into gold, started with his daughter and eventually turned himself into gold.

The case is a little different, but I think Choi Ho-jeong is similar.

The difference is that Midas could have been reborn as a gold ingot or gold bead if someone had the power to cut gold or melt gold.

Choi Ho-jeong, who scored a goal, is different.

“Brother, I don’t think I can either.”

Even Gwangikong gave up.

He tried his best to change Choi Ho-jeong’s posture, but even though he used a lot of mana, he could not change Choi Ho-jeong’s posture.

“Isn’t this going to stay like this forever?”

[That will happen.]

“Even after humanity is destroyed?”

[Even if the sun explodes and the universe is reset, I think this Golden Choi Ho-jeong will remain and become the object of worship by the new humanity.]

Neither the goblin nor the Gwang-ikgong can manipulate the golden Choi Ho-jeong.

[Two people try it, and if they can’t do it, the gold statue will stay like this forever.]

“Who are the two people?”

[Gunggi Yoon Hye-ra, Armored Taejo.]

Either melt it with overwhelming firepower.

Or, since it is Managold, you can control it with the power of this ability.

[If neither of these work, I will have to live like this forever.]

“Are you living….”

[It’s immortal. Choi Ho-jeong is probably alive inside right now?]

I lightly flicked my finger at the statue’s face.

[The body has become immutable gold, but the soul has not gone anywhere. Rather, it is sealed inside. I don’t think I’ll be able to escape from this Managold for the rest of my life. Can you see it? The flow of mana.]

“…The mana in the air and the mana flowing from the ground are just passing by this golden Choi Ho-jeong?”

[okay.]

Mana used by the person with this ability and discharged from the body.

Mana flowing from nature.

The mana created by the ‘Will of Hwan’, which fills the underground of this land called the Korean Peninsula, flows around the Golden Choi Ho-jeong Golden Statue, but does not get close to it.

I don’t know if this expression is appropriate, but it seems as if someone has vomited in the middle of the street and people are trying to avoid getting close to the vomit.

Does it mean that he has become a man who ignores Hwan’s will?

I’ll have to research it in detail, but I don’t really feel like doing it.

I still think Choi Ho-jeong is inside, so I just think it would be good to use it in a different direction.

“Brother, what are you thinking? You’re not planning on selling this in the US or anything, are you? Huh?”

[I have no intention of selling it for money. I don’t know if it’s for the purpose of turning off aggro.]

“Aggro?”

[Well, we’ll talk about the details later.]

I pounded the floor.

[Are you feeling okay? After a long time, I was resurrected as a human.]

“…I finished talking with the owner of the body. It’s an honor.”

[huh?]

“Should I say it is something like residual thoughts? I met and talked to the traces of the soul that remained in my body. Instead of using his body to his fullest, he asks to be sure to erase the sun’s shadow.”

[…indeed.]

Although he lived his entire life as a tool of the sun’s shadow, and even until his last moment, he lived for Choi Ho-jeong, in the end, it seems that there was another feeling in a corner of his heart.

Conscience, or hostility towards the shade of the sun.

That may be the last trace of him being able to awaken because the being in that body is none other than humanity’s strongest hero, ‘Gwangikgong’.

“But bro. I’m fine, but is that really okay?”

[huh?]

“Choi Ho-jeong, who scored a goal. If the devil granted our wish, wouldn’t that golden statue now have the power to defeat us?”

[Are you worried that you will die again or become a spirit after being resurrected? Uncharacteristically for a world-renowned expert, I have some concerns.]

“Ah, hahaha….”

Gwangikong scratched his cheek and smiled vaguely.

You’re probably a little embarrassed that you’ve hit the nail on the head.

[I don’t think you need to worry. If Choi Ho-jeong liked the devil, he would have made him a devil who spits out gold instead of making him a lump of gold. For example, Midas himself.]

Golden Demon, Asor.

[Let’s say I’m a devil with the ‘power to grant wishes’ like Monkey Hand, and I’m an evil person who wants someone like Choi Ho-jeong to rule the world. Then I would have made Choi Ho-jeong into a Korean Midas.]

“This ability turns everything it touches into gold…”

[Then the gold medal winners would not have been Choi Ho-jeong, but Goblin and Gwangikgong. And again, this golden statue itself does not have the power to defeat us.]

It’s the same just looking at mana.

[This man made a mistake. Because the situation was so urgent, and because my thinking ability suddenly increased dramatically as I became a person with a special ability, I was unable to respond calmly.]

“Calm?”

[It’s not like the devil introduced himself as a genie, so I have to break the wish and say it in multiples to use it.]

The monkey hand grants wishes.

Instead, it grants your wish with a twist.

Whether one wishes for the destruction of the object of the wish or enjoys the resulting chaos, wishes are not granted in the normal way humans wish.

[Logically speaking, it seems like he has the power to kill us, so I’m afraid.]

“What kind of power is it?”

[hour.]

I pointed outside the barrier.

[Now that we can enjoy the finite time given to all humans ‘infinitely’ alone, that also becomes the power to kill us. Until the moment we grow old and die, Choi Ho-jeong will live forever in this golden statue.]

“……If you just look.”

Gwangikkong shook his head as he watched the triple barrier slowly being lifted.

“You are probably the person who comes up with the most devilish ideas more than anyone else.”

[I don’t think it’s a compliment, but thank you for calling me human.]

I am not the devil.

I just know a lot of stories about writers who created a lot of such demonic beings.

and.

Most of the time, such devils feed the people of the world based on very trivial things.

Who said that?

-The devil is in the details.

Called.

The original phrase refers to God, not the devil, but everyone knows the usage.

[The devil is not the one who has devilish ideas. The devil is born from the constant malice and thoughts of humans.]

* * *

Hwiiing.

Above Namsan Tower.

The fog that had shimmered in a black shape slowly began to take shape.

Weeeeing.

The monkey’s hand, which was covered in black fur, gradually began to take on the appearance of a human, and soon turned into a human-like appearance.

The man in the black fur coat became an ordinary handsome man with a pale face and long hair.

“The wish came true. Congratulations.”

“…….”

Behind the devil.

Yang Darin, a woman with a somewhat venomous expression, glared at the devil while holding a sleeping child.

“Are you sure Choi Ho-jeong is dead?”

“He didn’t die.”

“What?! Wait, the ‘contract’ is different…!”

“Choi Ho-jeong prayed for immortality at the last moment, and I granted his wish. Immortality. The power that allowed him to kill the other two. And the primal wish latent in his deepest heart.”

“…What is that?”

“He said he wanted to become the richest person in the world. So…”

The devil pointed his finger at the sky.

“It has made us the most economically valuable being in the world.”

“…….”

“Why are you doing that?”

“Are you playing with Choi Ho-jeong…?”

“Not at all.”

The devil shook his head resolutely.

“I just grant people’s wishes.”

“Even if the way to grant that wish is wrong?”

“Then you should have said that when you prayed. Like you.”

“…….”

Yang Darin hugged the child and smiled meaningfully.

“Then what does the devil plan to do now? Are you planning to destroy the Earth?”

“No. There is only one thing for me to do. Granting wishes. Coincidentally, there is someone over there who desperately wants it.”

The devil pointed down.

There was a person praying earnestly with a small piece of paper.

“Please, please win first place in the lottery…! Please let me win six…!!”

“The wish is.”

The devil nodded, drawing numbers in the air with his finger.

“It was accomplished. There will be six winning numbers.”

“……Really?”

“Then.”

With a look on his face as if he was asking something obvious, the devil pointed to a lottery ticket where a man was praying with his hands together.

“No more, no less, just six.”