Surviving in the 121st Century - Chapter 20



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Episode 20

Morel swallowed hard and began to speak cautiously.

“I··· don’t have the talent of a sorcerer. So, I··· don’t know much about sorcery. Usually

“Beyond the known facts···”

“Anyway, you know? I don’t know anything. So, ‘What is commonly known about magic?

Morel, who only knows the truth. It seems to me that there is also a magic that invades other people’s dreams.

what?”

In response to Jincheol’s continued questions, Morel blinked and looked back and forth between the bed and Jincheol.

Then he said with a sigh.

“···I am a warrior of Antera. I cannot answer.”

“I can’t answer. It’s not like I don’t know.”

Morel’s gaze was directed to the floor.

“Witchcraft is a very mysterious and complex power. Those who are not immersed in its knowledge

I can’t even understand a single bit of alcohol. What is possible and what is impossible, where is it?

Is it magic and how much of the power is an artifact? What is the meaning of a person who has surfaced to the world?

This is magic, and what is the will… So what I can tell you is…

What is Imma saying? Jincheol is looking at him with his arms crossed, and she is looking at the floor.

Morel’s gaze shifted and he met her head on.

“···The will you met may not necessarily have been intended to harm you.”

“···”

Jincheol looked at her eyes quietly. He saw the vertically slit pupils and the two

I saw the complex and subtle colors of the iris. The iris was not of one color.

The reddish colors, orange, and yellow were all mixed together and looked mysterious.

What emotion is mixed in that color? Anxiety? Or hostility? Jincheol chuckled.

How can you read emotions just by looking at the eyes? You have to look at the facial expression.

“What are you talking about? Who would hunt down and eat all the wizards in the world? Just today

I asked because I was curious to see if that was possible. Why is it so long?

“Are you good?”

Jincheol said that with a smile, but Morel’s hardened expression did not soften. He was embarrassed.

Jincheol also whetted his appetite. The air in the infirmary, which had just eased a little, became heavy again. Jin

Iron and Morel sat silently on the chair, watching the patients lying unconscious on the bed.

I was just looking at it.

“If I were to answer that question as a magician, I would say it is possible.”

At that moment, a voice was heard from the entrance of the infirmary. Jincheol turned his head and heard a voice

The Esai woman was standing there, and when Morel saw her, he jumped up and the chair fell over.

Lost.

“Ishanka! What is happening here…”

“Can’t I come to comfort the injured warrior?”

“Huh? No, that’s not it. Sorry.”

“What is Ferran’s condition?”

Morel quickly picked up the chair he had knocked down, set it up neatly, and stood up straight to answer.

Did.

“According to the Parm medical officer, everything that could be done on this ship has been done.

Now all that remains is her will···”

Ishanka walked towards Ferran, leaning over and looking at the unconscious man.

She checked Musa’s face. Her hand neatly brushed back Ferran’s hair.

“Your complexion is pale.”

“Yes. Because I lost a lot of blood···”

Ishankar, who was looking at Peran’s face, closed his eyes and placed his finger on her forehead.

went. At the same time, the jewel crown on her forehead also began to glow faintly. That

She stroked the face of her blood relative as a nun would look down on a sick person.

“She didn’t give up. She’ll get up.”

As he said that, Ishanka opened his eyes and slowly straightened up. Her forehead

The light of the jewel shop that had been shining in the room also faded. Her story was a comfort.

Morel’s expression brightened even more, perhaps with recognition or some kind of assurance.

Did he read the consciousness of the unconscious warrior with that light gesture just now?

Cheol was still sitting on the chair with his arms crossed and staring blankly at Ishanka.

It was.

“···There is an old prophecy in Shiol called ‘The Curse of the White Winter.’”

It was a story that started out of nowhere. Jincheol was looking at Ishanka without saying a word.

He tilted his head.

“Long ago, when those beings that are now said to have intelligence were still nothing more than beasts.

The world is full of snow and cold, and all living things are barely able to survive by hiding in deep caves.

They say he continued his life. I feel sorry for the sun that was shining alone in that pale sky.

The sun sent a part of itself down to the earth, and the place where the light fell became the heart of Shiol.

“It drove away snow and cold and became the beginning of intelligence and civilization.”

Oh, is that the Sun Temple of Shiol that Mr. Parm was talking about? But

Why all of a sudden?

“···But one day the curse of winter, driven away by the sun, will return. It is the heart

Born in the center of the pale cloth, extinguishing the flames of Shiol and the banner of the eye

“I will raise it high and end the era of the sun···”

Ishanka’s eyes looked at Jincheol.

“If you had asked me 19 years ago whether I believed that story, I would have said yes.

Yes. That way I won’t go against my father’s wishes. But ask me now.

If so, I absolutely do not believe that story.”

“···”

What are you talking about right now? Jincheol is beyond absurd and is in a state of mental anguish.

Even though he was suspicious of Tae, he kept his expression calm for a moment. I don’t know what it is, but she’s really real.

Because it looked like it was destroyed.

“My daughter suffered all kinds of persecution because she was born a little whiter than other Esai.

He was never able to appear before the public of Shiol and was called a cursed child.

It was said that he should be executed before he could actually turn off the sun.

“I’m here.”

“···Oh, is that kid your kid?”

Jincheol finally opened his mouth, but Ishanka’s expression remained deeply sunken.

It was.

“Eventually, the child left Shiol as soon as he became an adult. That was three years ago.”

That’s right. That woman gave birth to a child, and that child was a bad prophecy that came down to the city.

He was the perfect fit, so the story was that he was persecuted and left.

Jincheol nodded as if he understood and finally said what he had been holding back for a while.

I was able to take it out.

“What do you want me to do? Why are you telling me that?”

“···My child left Shiol, following the one with the ‘light skin’. That northern Esai

It was neither gray like the one in the picture nor red like the one in the picture. The stranger said it was all

“They had ‘bright skin’ that was different from that of any other race. Yes, just like you.”

Brightness is a disease, is your eye crooked? I’ve heard people say that my skin is bright even as a joke while I’m alive.

Jincheol felt like laughing out loud because he had never seen it before. But soon his face

Seriously hardened. ‘Like me’?

“For the past three years, I have used every power and magic available to me to find my child.

This journey was also ostensibly to exchange artifacts with the Arche family in the West.

But my personal goal was to find my child. Yes, Jincheol.

I guess you were just asking me on deck, and what you were just asking Morel.

“I am doing it.”

Isankya looked at Jincheol with sharp eyes as if trying to read his thoughts by piercing his expression.

I looked at him.

“It was I who invaded your dream last night.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Morel’s body, which had been standing, suddenly changed direction. Jincheol

It was towards him. He was probably worried that Jincheol would attack Ishanka. But

What really caught Jincheol’s ears and head at that moment was not that. It was something a little more than that.

What you said before, ‘a stranger with light skin.’ That shook Jincheol.

Jincheol tried hard to hide his embarrassment and barely managed to continue the conversation.

“···I see. Then, have you ever found another ‘bright skinned’ person besides me?”

“There were many people in the world with skin colors different from the usual ones. There were many in Shiol right now.

But none of them knew about my child.”

“Then why did you think I would be different?”

“···Because I’m seeing you for the first time as a stranger. You’re not Esai, Olog, or Baika, but they’re

“Because it had a little bit of each characteristic.”

Even while they were talking, her eyes were staring intently at Jincheol’s face.

Jincheol said it was to detect any emotional fluctuations on his face.

I felt that. So, that woman now has some idea of ​​Jincheol’s inner thoughts.

That’s why we’re having this conversation.

“I saw clearly the hell that burned in your mind. No tyrant, not even

Even the evil god Marx that those rabbis talk about wouldn’t have such thoughts.

“It was not a dream that a person could have···”

The jewel on her forehead began to glow faintly. If it were to happen, she would cast a spell.

It seemed as if she was threatening to do so. And only then did Jincheol realize that her sharp eyes were hidden.

I could read the emotions that were going on.

That was fear.

“···Who are you? Do you know anything about the stranger who took my daughter?”

The tyrant is a piece of shit. That woman thought what she saw in that dream was Jincheol’s usual head.

It was like that. But that was just Jincheol’s memory. It was probably during the war.

If anyone picks up a soldier rolling in a barrel, a panorama similar to Jincheol will unfold.

I could have done it.

Jincheol scratched his temples, thinking he was some crazy guy who dreamed of ethnic cleansing.

I thought about what to say, then finally let out a deep sigh. I want to hear that woman’s voice right now.

I guess slapping is a good idea.

“I already told you my name. It’s Kang Jin-cheol. And I heard that he took your daughter.

“I wish I could meet that person just once.”

“···”

Ishanka looked at Jincheol with eyes that seemed to be trying to determine the truth of his words.

Relman swallowed dry saliva as he observed the two men. Jincheol looked at him with deep-set eyes.

Then he met Ishanka’s gaze.

Once again, an air of silence enveloped the infirmary.

*

“Nothing happened?”

When Mr. Parum came into the infirmary, he asked Jincheol. He was sitting on the chair and thinking about something.

Jincheol, who was absorbed in his thoughts, took out the syringe he had kept in his belt and didn’t even turn his head.

And held it out to him.

“···What happened?”

Sensing something strange in his attitude, Mr. Parm quickly took the syringe.

I approached the patients. But both the warrior and the pirate were quietly sleeping.

The teacher tilted his head and looked at Jincheol.

“I don’t see the Antera warrior who was here.”

“Mr. Parm.”

“hmm?”

Jincheol looked up and met Mr. Parum’s eyes.

“Do you know anything about the Antera family?”

“Anthera? Why are they suddenly here?”

“The one who was doing magic on the deck. Antera Ishanka. I know about that woman.

“Do you have any?”

“Well, I am the third daughter of the current Antera family and I have been active in external affairs for the past three years.

“Just that you put in a lot of effort? Why are you suddenly asking that?”

Jincheol answered, leaning against the back of his chair.

“He said he would give me a reward. He said he was grateful for my help in this fight.”

“···But why is it so serious?”

“I told you, I’m looking for my kind.”

“That’s right.”

My back hurts for no reason. Jincheol continued talking while rubbing the back of his neck.

“I think I found some clues thanks to that woman named Ishanka, but it’s so frustrating.

Well, she herself had been hanging on for years but couldn’t find any trace of it.

as.”

Dr. Parum, who had been quietly watching Jincheol, began to slowly organize the medical tools.

“Has Antera Ishankar been here?”

“Yes. He said he came to check on that woman, but he actually came to have an interview with me.”

“I don’t think you had any of those ‘serious discussions’ with her on deck during the day.

ji?”

Jincheol chuckled.

“No, it’s not like that. We just had a real conversation.”

Antera Ishanka. She couldn’t erase the fear deep in her eyes, but she couldn’t anymore.

I didn’t ask Jincheol about the ‘stranger’. Instead, I asked him about the reckless magic.

I apologize, and as soon as I arrive in Shiol, I will prepare a compensation that will satisfy Jincheol.

He said that it was separate from the reward for fighting pirates.

So, what Jincheol is worried about now is that he is a ‘bright’ member of the upper class in the city called Siol.

Ishanka, who had been searching for ‘silver skin’ and had been stirring up many races, also killed a race like Jincheol.

Well, he said he saw it, but I wonder if he can really go to Shiol and find humans.

It was.

Is the person with the ‘bright skin’ she speaks of really the person Jincheol is looking for? That stranger

Why did he take Ishanka’s daughter? And Jincheol, who has no family power or anything

How and where should I start to find that stranger?

“Oh shit, my head···”

“When you have a headache, try sleeping.”

Jincheol laughed again at Mr. Parm’s words.

“Hey. Is this because sleep is the best medicine?”

“‘Elixir’? I don’t know what it is, but sleep is like water. If you take it away from life, it will be useless to others.

“There is only death.”

“···I guess so. Today was already too long. Then I’ll just lie down now.

“I guess I need to take a nap. Will you sleep well here, sir?”

Mr. Parm nodded, gathering up his pillow and blanket.

“I need to keep checking on those two tonight. Just in case.”

“I see. By the way, what did the captain say?”

The teacher shook his head gently as he spread out the blanket.

“He told me to prepare a bill so that he could ask the Antera family for medical expenses. I asked him to do as much as possible.

“At the cost of the release.”

“That guy must make a lot of money.”

“You are too short-sighted. If you are later found out that you have inflated the cost, the Antera clan

“Do you know how they’re going to come out?”

“I guess he’ll figure it out himself.”

Teacher Parum also laughed at Jincheol’s casual remark.

“I see. Then I guess I’ll just take another boat.”

“Okay. I told him to take full responsibility for the swearing. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Pa.

“Mr. Rum.”

“What does ‘go’ mean… Oh, okay. Sleep well.”

After exchanging greetings, Jincheol looked around the two sleeping patients and left the infirmary.

And then I returned to the room where I had rushed out in a hurry at the sound of the siren, wearing torn clothes.

I took off my clothes and wiped my body.

After cleaning up roughly and lying down on the bed, I heard the faint beating of my stomach again.

I heard that the stopped merchant ship was moving again.

“···It was a night that was truly amazing.”

Jincheol slowly fell asleep while lying face down on the bed and listening to the faint sound of his heart beating.

I fell into it. And I slept until noon the next day without waking up once.

It was a deep sleep without even dreams.