episode_0009

“…Wow. Unbelievable.”

Park Cheol muttered as he slumped onto the grass.

The video was short. Of course, it was. It was just a brief clip taken by a fleeing civilian, and it didn’t show a proper fight.

However, it contained the minimum information needed to satisfy curiosity.

“…Was that a mage?”

Mage.

If they were superhumans, everyone could handle basic magic, but mages were a little different.

While other superhumans considered magic as a tool to assist in combat, mages presented magic as their most powerful weapon.

Among superhumans, there were differences in physical abilities, and each had their own specialties.

Those with low physical abilities but exceptional magical abilities, when honing only their magic, became known as mages.

And naturally, the cat-eyed one, whom Park Cheol thought was a physical type of superhuman, was casting spells in the video that could only be attributed to a mage.

Military magic techniques that drastically shortened casting time while reducing power.

With just one gesture from the cat-eyed one, countless magic techniques were cast.

As Park Cheol stood there dumbfounded, the chat window started their discussion.

– Still, even if it’s military magic, isn’t that level achievable by someone who’s not a mage?

– Seriously

– Does that look like military magic to you?

– Why is Nuna so amazing…?

– Farm… farm ㅋㅋ Nuooong ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

– Even if it’s military magic, it would be difficult for an average mage to do that level

– If they’re at the S-rank superhuman level, wouldn’t they be able to do it even without being a mage?

– Cat-eyed Nuna is cute

– Where did the tail go?

Quietly, Park Cheol banned the person who said [Farm… farm ㅋㅋ Nuooong ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ] for 10 minutes and then rose from his seat.

He manipulated the interface and summoned a building about 10 meters high beneath his feet.

He began casting magic on himself.

The most challenging magic that Park Cheol, who hadn’t deeply studied magic, could perform.

‘Lightening… no, if I want to fall quickly, it would be weight enhancement.’

‘Could it be that they silently land by releasing weight enhancement just before landing and using lightening?’

“It might not be levitation, but rather gravity-based magic… Let’s try it for now.”

Subconsciously assuming that the cat-eyed individual was a physical-type superhuman, they were experimenting solely with physical abilities.

But what if they were a mage?

When they fell to catch the wanted criminal, what if it wasn’t just a fall, but the use of magic?

“It’s quite possible.”

Park Cheol checked the spells inscribed on his body.

Body reinforcement, weight manipulation, acceleration spells.

He repeatedly reminded himself internally to release the weight manipulation just before landing and utilize levitation.

-?

-What’s up?

-What?

-?

-?

-Your expression looks perverted, Mr. Cheonbak.

-Cheonbak is obsessed.

-?

Viewers bombarded Park Cheol with countless question marks due to his sudden behavior, but his mind was already elsewhere.

Summoning a goblin beneath the building, he slowly walked in its direction… and descended.

Thud!

He didn’t forget to give himself a burst of acceleration against the building wall.

“Insane!”

The descent speed was much faster than expected. Despite falling from a mere 10 meters, there was a slight sense of dread, unable to deliver a significant blow to the physical-type superhuman.

Normally, he would have fallen backward and struck the goblin with his fist, but he was not in the right state of mind to do so.

Urgently, he lifted one foot and stomped on the goblin’s head as it descended.

Thud. The sensation of the creature’s skull slowly shattering was vivid.

“Levitation! Levitation magic! No, first, release the weight manipulation spell!”

However, the goblin’s height was only about 130cm.

At that height, it was impossible for a non-mage to quickly release and re-cast a spell.

Thud!

He barely managed to release the weight manipulation spell and crashed into the ground.

As a result, Park Cheol had to absorb the momentum stuck to him by the weight manipulation spell, landing as if he had knelt down.

-?

-Oh

-What just happened?

-??

-That was fast.

-Why are you kneeling, Mr. Cheonbak?

-Mr. Cheonbak’s moves are intense.

-Were you doing this during the break?

Excitedly.

Park Cheol realized several things through the recent experiment.

There are numerous possibilities hidden within the magic he had previously neglected.

Up until now, I’ve only used martial arts to enhance my physical abilities… But look at what just happened.

Wasn’t it possible to surpass one’s own limits with such a simple martial art?

And another thing I realized is that the martial art Nuna used might be slightly different from what I used.

“Perhaps it wasn’t lightweight, but rather gravity-based magic. Even if I use lightweight magic, I can’t completely negate the acceleration I’ve built up so far.”

I must have used other magic that I’m not aware of.

Although I failed to fall as fast as Nuna, it somehow feels like I landed on her cushion.

“Oh… What should I do, everyone? I want to become Nuna’s disciple.”

Surely, someone who rolls through battlefields must possess tremendous skill and technique. There’s much to learn.

– Hey, stop talking nonsense

– We don’t even know where she lives in the first place

– You just want to touch her tail, don’t you?

– For real lol

– Did Nuna really accept you as a disciple?

– I do want to touch her tail

“Oh, of course, it’s just a joke, just a joke. It’s just that I’ve come to realize how amazing Nuna is.”

While Park Cheol responded jokingly to the viewers, his desire to become her disciple was sincere.

If there was one thing Park Cheol didn’t know…

Go Yang-i Nun, Ha Ye-rin, is not a magician. She is, as he initially guessed, a physical powerhouse.

She simply learned several combat martial arts quite well in order to survive.

By the way, she never used any magic when apprehending wanted criminals.

* * *

“Ah, give it a try.”

“Ah.”

As I open my mouth, something flat and metallic slides in.

Using it to check the condition of my mouth.

It felt like my throat was blocked for no reason, and I coughed.

“Mrow.”

“Don’t act cute. It might really make me weak.”

“I didn’t act cute.”

“What you just did was acting cute, Meow.”

The name of the sister who called me Meow is Baek Si-hyun.

Literally, she’s the one who saved my life and attached cat ears and a tail to me.

And I’m the military doctor in charge of my regular physical examination.

“Hmm… Your height is the same, but you’ve gained a little weight, haven’t you?”

Gulp! Lately, I’ve been eating a bit… okay, a lot.

As I nervously looked away, Baek Sihyun chuckled.

“I’m not scolding you. If anything, you should gain more. You were always on the skinny side anyway.”

Phew.

As I relaxed, Baek Sihyun brought out a syringe.

“We’re done once we draw some blood.”

“Already?”

“Yeah. What else did you think we’d do?”

“It’s not much different from the tests I had as a civilian…”

“We’re just checking if you’re still ‘human.’”

“I see.”

Baek Sihyun tied a tourniquet around my arm and tapped the spot for blood collection with an alcohol swab.

Then, she slowly brought out a syringe made of special material.

I hate to admit it myself, but my body isn’t that of an ordinary human, so a regular syringe can’t penetrate my skin. Even a syringe made of special material bends when pressure is applied to the arm.

Ouch.

The needle slowly pierced the skin and entered. I could see my blood slowly filling the transparent glass tube connected to the needle.

It’s the same red blood as any ordinary human’s.

I felt uncomfortable as something seemed to be sucked out of my body, and I nervously tapped my foot. Tap, tap.

“Stay still.”

“…Okay.”

Being scolded was an added bonus.

After drawing several vials of blood, she removed the needle. I felt a strange dizziness for a moment, but it quickly passed.

“We’re done. You can go now.”

Even though it had been a while since I last saw her, I felt annoyed by how casually Baek Sihyun was sending me off.

As I stood there quietly, giving her a brief glare, Baek Sihyun casually asked,

“Do you have anything to say, Myaong?”

“Don’t call me Myaong.”

“Then what about Myaongie?”

I dislike that even more.

After making a grumpy expression, Baek Sihyun sighed deeply, rummaged through her pocket, and handed me something.

“Do you want this?”

It’s candy. Trying to soothe my feelings with mere candy, as if I were a child.

Since she offered it, I decided to take it and keep it in the inner pocket of my jacket. I’ll eat it later if I feel like it!

“…I also want a bit of Magic Grass.”

“Buy it yourself. There are many better ones than the standard version.”

“It’s expensive. And I prefer the low-cost magic potion.”

It has a strangely cheap taste that is addictive. As it is made for soldiers, the concentration of magic is strong.

“…Write down your address and I’ll send a box. It’s 900,000 won.”

“Can’t you give me a friend discount?”

“1 million won.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll send 900,000 won.”

“Yeah. Goodbye. Don’t forget to come next month.”

“Yes. See you next time.”

Having to come for a regular check-up once a month was quite annoying, but being able to buy a large quantity of low-cost magic potion seems really good.

Buying it outside costs much more even for a similar quality magic potion.