Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 18



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Episode 18

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“Are you okay?”

Ishanka flinched at the hand supporting him from the side. He turned his head to see a pale

Amuta with a pale complexion appeared.

“Yeah, I’m fine… Wait, what about you?”

“I’m okay too.”

“Don’t lie. I know you’re not the type of person who would blush out of worry about me.”

As she said this, she put her hand on Amu’s chest armor. Then, a sound came out of his mouth.

A groan escaped, clearly coming out of the pressure.

“Ishanka, sir···”

“That’s foolish. Looks like you’ve got a broken rib. I’ll have to call the ship’s medical officer.”

“Ishanka, more than that···”

Amuta’s serious face – a face that seemed to protest that it was not an expression of pain

It was an oyster – he looked ahead. What his gaze said was clear.

Like the legendary superman who defeated the ancient beast, standing before the corpse of the steel monster.

It was to look at Jincheol, who was standing tall and gasping for breath.

The battle on the deck was coming to an end. The winners were the warriors of Antera, and the pirates

Most of them were already dead, cooling down, or bleeding to death.

And the warriors of Antera who became the winners of that fight all looked at Jincheol with speechless eyes.

I was looking at it.

“···What about the damage?”

“There are two. One will die before the end of the night, and one needs treatment.

“It is.”

“You’re the one who needs treatment. What about the guy whose life is at stake?”

“This is Ferran.”

Ishankar’s face hardened.

“···Is everything else okay?”

“There are no serious injuries.”

“Okay, then let’s clear the deck.”

“yes.”

Ishanka said that, straightened his clothes, and approached Jincheol. Amutha

He looked at Ishanka and Jincheol like that, then turned to the other warriors.

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“Fuck, this is so fucking bitter.”

Jincheol lifted his arm, which had been scratched by a mechanical beast, and made a “s …

Blood flowed from the split skin. But what was more worrisome was the rupture.

It was windy. Among the beast’s claws, there was definitely a blade covered in rust.

“Are you okay?”

Tears welled up in my eyes from the bitterness, and I was trying to calm my pain for a moment when Mr. Parum came over.

Here we go. Oh, teacher. Are you ready to talk comfortably now?

“I’m okay. It just hurts like hell.”

“Oh. Let’s see.”

Mr. Parm quickly came over and examined his wounds. But he soon tilted his head.

It was done.

“···It’s not in bad condition. The skin is a bit cracked, but it doesn’t look like any major blood vessels are damaged.

Army. The bleeding has already stopped. I’ll go to the infirmary later and get some disinfection and bandages.

“I guess I’ll just close it.”

“I think I need to tie it.”

“Stitching. Can’t you see that the wound is already starting to close? If you stitch it up for no reason,

“The wound will heal.”

“Then, what is it? Is there any medicine that will make it less painful? It really stings.”

I didn’t know what to say for painkiller in Baika, so I said that, and Mr. Parm’s eyes widened.

I drew my own line.

“Are you talking about ‘painkillers’? I don’t need that. I said just disinfect it.”

“No, the patient is sick···”

“I told you, you’re okay.”

This gentleman. Do you want to get hit by the Mecha tiger claws on both arms? Jincheol and Mr. Parum

While they were talking, someone approached them and made a noise. The two people’s eyes turned around.

The sound was from Esai, Ishankara. She held her hands together in front of her face.

He said, lifting it up.

“I am Ishanka of Antera. What is your name?”

“···Kang Jin-cheol.”

You probably already know this. Jincheol looked at her with his eyes narrowed. Jo

The situation was urgent, and something I had been wondering about suddenly came to mind and I immediately thought, “What the hell is this?”

What the hell did he scream? Fortunately, he didn’t say it in Esai language.

If you understood, you would have told those knife wielders to make this kid kneel right now.

“Kang Jin-cheol. I appreciate your help. I will definitely repay you in the name of Antera.

would.”

“Oh, okay… but I’m curious about something about you…”

“Sorry, but we’ll talk later.”

This rascal only talks about what he wants to say. Ishan has no idea what Jincheol is thinking.

As he said that, Carr turned around and went to face the pirate wizard who was lying on the floor.

He went. A sword was sticking out from the chest of the corpse, as if it were a white tombstone.

Oh, there it was. What are you going to do with the body?

At that moment, there was a sound of a rope falling. Jincheol looked up and saw the rope

The pirate airship, which had cut off all the rope ladders, was rising high.

“Huh? Those guys are running away?”

“I see.”

Jincheol looked dumbfounded at the indifferent response from Mr. Parum, who was standing next to him.

“···Is that all? Shouldn’t we catch the remaining pirates on that airship?”

“Us? Now? How?”

“uh···”

“What we have to do now is go to Shiol and report to the patrol. Then Shiol

“The patrol will strengthen patrols along the Sedalia River and search for that airship.”

“Then will you catch it right away?”

“Well? Those guys are stupid, so if they come to Sioux, they’ll be caught right away. But if they’re far away,

“What if I run away to the area? It might take years.”

What is that? Jincheol laughed in vain because he was so dumbfounded. There is special security on this ship.

I thought it was unusual because there were no troops, but if public order is that bad, anyone can do it.

I thought they might try to rob the cargo ship.

Mr. Parm said as if he had read the thought.

“Look at the size and armor of this cargo ship. We didn’t stop it on purpose and lower the ladder.

Unless you are a man who dares to take a boat on the Sedalia River, you will not be able to board this boat.

The barrel is pushed from this side. A wooden boat of any size would be destroyed by that and fall to the bottom of the river.

“It’s bound to get boring.”

“Those guys were airships, right?”

“Pirates on airships are rare. And pirates who rob cargo ships that mostly contain food?

It would be even rarer. To hire armed forces for such an extremely rare event.

Well, it’s something that Captain Romuto would never do, even if it were someone else.”

Oh, right. It’s a world where you don’t know even if you know it. Jincheol thought that and turned around.

En, Ishankara was seen kneeling before the pirate sorcerer. She

He placed his right hand on the corpse’s face and whispered something with his eyes closed.

There was.

However, Mr. Parum’s expression slightly distorted as he saw the same sight. Jincheol said

I looked at it and asked cautiously.

“···What are you doing? Are you praying for the soul of the deceased?”

“No, that is… such a reckless act…”

“Is this an outrageous act?”

At that moment, a light shone from Ishanka’s forehead jewel and covered the face of the corpse.

Something began to flow, as if sweat was running down her palms.

It was a very thick silvery liquid, and it had a will of its own.

It flowed smoothly and seeped into the corpse’s facial features.

“What is that?”

“Commandment···!”

Necromancy? Is this Esai magic again? Jincheol was thinking that, when a silver liquid appeared.

The face of the corpse that had been soaked through suddenly began to tremble as if it had come back to life.

Jincheol looked dumbfounded when he saw that.

“···You’re not dead?”

“That’s not it. That pirate is already dead. That’s only for someone who’s just died.

“It’s a magic that can be done···”

The next moment, Ishanka opened his eyes with a start as he looked at the face of the corpse that was trembling.

Opened his mouth.

“name.”

“···Nanami. Saukai Nanami.”

The corpse’s mouth stammered like a broken machine, but it managed to form clear words.

As Jincheol stared blankly with a bewildered expression, Ishanka responded to his question calmly.

It continued like this.

“You were a survivor of the Saukai. How did you know I was on this ship?”

“···Request, In. Information on the Antera delegation of the Baika merchant ship. He··· I cannot refuse.

I knew you would do it···”

“What is the client’s purpose?”

“···The artifact you have.”

“Artifact? Let’s say it’s the artifact I have now… Then what about the other one?

“Is this a question···”

Ishanka’s complexion darkened. He expected that the fight ahead would not be easy.

It was the fatigue that had flowed out. But then the corpse’s mouth moved on its own.

“Heh, heh. No. He wasn’t one of the Seven Clans. He was the one who repaired the Temple of the Sun.

He didn’t care at all. What he wanted was something that was stuck between those parts like trash.

It was an object. An artifact whose value neither you nor I nor anyone else knew···”

Ishanka’s eyes became sharp at the corpse’s words. The originally somewhat eerie impression became sharp like a blade.

It became sharp.

“Let me be more specific.”

“Hehe, hehehe… He pretended it didn’t matter, but I know. He

I wanted something else to be between the parts. It was so important that I bought gold.

“He hugged me like a dummy···”

“Tell me what that part is. No, tell me who the client is.”

Ishankar’s jewel box glowed brighter and the corpse’s face seemed to be receiving strong electric shocks.

It was as if it was moving and distorting on its own.

Then, for a moment, a single eye opened and glared at Ishanka.

“I won’t tell you, bitch.”

Soon the inside of the eye burst and turned blood red. The corpse that was shaking violently

His face relaxed. Some of his muscles twitched, but he moved normally like before.

It didn’t seem likely.

“···You rebel even in death. You are a Sauka. Of course, your work failed because of that hatred.

That’s right, pirate. You should have been more calm and collected, instead of trying to kill me and get revenge on the lord.

ji···”

As Ishankar muttered, the silvery liquid that had seeped into the corpse’s face began to flow out again.

Oh, I started getting sucked into her palm. Jincheol was already excited.

He looked at the scene with a puzzled expression.

“What the heck is that?”

“Silver blood… the blood of a sorcerer. A mystery that even the intelligence of the Byka has not yet figured out. Ha

But it’s not common to find a sorcerer who can use that to cast spells···”

“Do all authors who are wizards have that kind of blood in their veins?”

Mr. Parm whispered quietly.

“Of course, the sorcerer also has red blood flowing through him. Find the silver blood scattered faintly in it and

“The magic they call manipulating things as they wish···”

It’s so amazing. Jincheol couldn’t hide his admiration as he stroked his chin. With a dead person.

Magic that allows you to talk. How is that possible? Jincheol quickly

I gave 1 point to the ‘otherworld trip theory’ in the sound note. It’s about necromancy and such.

It couldn’t help but be a fantasy.

While Jincheol was lost in thought, Ishanka was standing like a gravestone for a corpse.

She pulled out her sword. She examined it for a moment, then held it with both hands and struck Jincheol.

The crab stuck out.

“Is that your sword?”

“Huh? Huh huh···”

Jincheol took the knife in a panic. Then Ishanka lifted his chin slightly and spoke.

“It’s a good knife. It’s a beautiful blade.”

“···Okay, thank you.”

No, no. I had something to ask. But when she was right in front of me, Jincheol

I was speechless.

What should I say? How did you come into my dream, you little bitch? No, you were in my dream.

I came out. But since we met today… Is this the destined partner I saw in my dream?

I couldn’t say that because we hadn’t even met. Or I had a nightmare.

Did you see the face? That was also strange. What can I do if it appears in my dream?

Is it?

But just a moment ago, that noble woman woke up the dead man for a moment and even had a conversation with him.

Isn’t it a bit much to invade someone’s dream? I’m sure that woman is in that nightmare.

The tentacles of the self were talking nonsense about telling me my identity or something.

In the end, Jincheol followed his instincts.

“We’re old friends, right?”

“···What?”

A look of bewilderment appeared on Ishanka’s face, as if he was saying, “What nonsense are you talking about?”

But Jincheol read the momentary embarrassment that flashed across his face. It was basically a human being.

I was able to read it because it was a race with facial features like a liver.

Of course, I am sure that it has the same eyes, nose, and mouth as humans and has the same emotions.

There was no way. Jincheol was still unfamiliar with Esai. He couldn’t be sure that he had read his emotions.

It was.

“···No, I think I’ve seen it somewhere.”

“This is the first time I’ve seen you on this deck. I think I mistook you for someone else.”

Oh, I have a feeling about this, but I don’t have any evidence. But I’m still getting excited like I did during the day.

I can’t just slap him in the face. Jincheol was getting angry for no reason. Shit, just

Should I just hit him without thinking about it?

At that moment, Amuta approached.

“We will clear the deck now. Please go down.”

“Hmm. What about Ferran?”

“We are preparing to transport him inside now. He is already conscious…”

Amutha’s expression remained stern, but Ishanka’s face was covered with deep depression.

There was. Jincheol turned his head towards the Antera Musas and was able to see the situation.

An Antera Musa was lying on the floor, and the other Musa were examining her.

It was thrown.

But when Mr. Parum saw that, he shouted.

“Oh, you idiots! There’s a dangerous patient here, so why aren’t you calling me?

“That’s what I threw!”

Then, Anthera Mu threw away his upright and relaxed attitude and fell down.

He ran towards the warrior. He checked the warrior’s condition and shouted again.

“You suffocating people! You need immediate treatment. What nonsense are you doing? Get to the infirmary right away.

“Move!”

“Wait. We are also warriors living on the edge of a sword, with fatal injuries and healing.

“I can tell the extent of the injuries. It would be better to hear a will-”

“Shut up! All the patients on this ship are under my jurisdiction, and I have not yet pronounced them dead.

“I’ve never gotten off! Jincheol!”

“yes?”

Despite Jincheol’s dumbfounded answer, Mr. Parum held the unconscious Antera Musa in his arms.

Said.

“Check if there are any other patients and bring them to the infirmary!”

“I’m a patient too?”

“If you bring the patients in, I’ll apply disinfectant on them!”

Jincheol shrugged. This gentleman is so comfortable with words that he can use me right away.

“What about the pirates?”

“···Bring me anyone who is still alive.”

He said this and ran into the cabin. Antera Musa Duot followed him.

But before they could enter the cabin, they encountered another bikan. The bikan

It was Captain Romuto. He was supposed to be hiding in the safe room, but when it became quiet outside, he quickly ran away.

It looked like it came out.

“···”

“···”

The two men looked at each other with their wet eyes for a moment. Captain Romuto looked thin.

I looked at Antera Musa in the arms of Mr. Parum with wide eyes, then quickly stepped aside.

The teacher ran down the side road without saying a word.

Captain Romuto’s eyes sparkled as he looked at the deck. He turned straight to Ishanka.

It came.

“Mr. Ishankar.”

“Captain Romuto.”

After a brief exchange of greetings, Captain Romuto’s eyes narrowed.

“The ship is badly damaged. This is a huge loss.”

“···I know what you’re trying to say. But even so, only we who have injured blood vessels

“Will you?”

There was a strange war of nerves between the two. Jincheol, who saw it, slipped away. Here

It didn’t seem like a situation where I could throw a tantrum and demand an explanation for my dream right away like a child.

And anyway, if Esai is really the woman in my dream, I have no choice but to find Jincheol again.

It wasn’t there. It was that woman who was trying to find out something, not him. She was just looking for evidence.

If that’s the case, then I really should blow your cheek.

While the two leaders were talking about how much compensation they should give and receive, Jincheol was one of the workers.

I found some injured people. There were some people who were hit by blind bullets, and I got them from Olog.

There was also a black foot camponi that was hit. Among the pirates, there was one that was really stabbed and still alive.

There was this.

As I was trying to help the trembling man down to the cabin after seeing the approaching Jincheol, someone

He raised one hand. It was Olog Udim. Jincheol just smiled and moved without saying a word.

The midnight pirate raid was over. Now it was time for the night in the infirmary to begin.