The Artist Who Paints Dungeon - Chapter 110



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Episode 110

Geo’s cabin was designed to be a comfortable environment for anyone.

“The air is very mild.”

“I think it’s because it’s always spring weather.”

“That may be true, but….”

There was a sense of security, as if I was being held in my parents’ arms.

“… I think I’ll sleep well if I sleep here.”

“That’s true, actually.”

Geo nodded and then asked.

“Is there a meal you would like?”

“…Oh, you want to treat me to a meal?”

“That’s why I invited Mr. Yoo Seong-un.”

“Was that the purpose?”

It was a bit embarrassing for Yoo Seong-un, who had accepted the invitation to analyze Geo’s identity.

‘There’s no way a guy like this old lady would treat a guest carelessly.’

Whatever the purpose, Geo welcomed Yoo Seong-un here as a guest. Geo, who already showers everyone he meets with gifts, couldn’t possibly leave Yoo Seong-un untreated.

“Anything is fine, but if I say it like that, you’ll hate it.”

“There is no food in the world called ‘anything’.”

“But I really don’t have a preference. I don’t have a preference.”

“Then I will prepare it as I wish. Is there any food that you cannot eat?”

“No, I don’t have any allergies or anything, so it’s okay.”

“All right.”

As Geo nodded, something came from the kitchen making a thumping sound.

What is that? Yoo Seong-un was captivated by the white cotton ball.

“Thank you for helping us greet our guests, Father.”

“dream.”

A teddy bear holding a teacup…?

“… … .”

No, a teddy bear?

‘…Did the teddy bear bring a welcome drink?’

Yoo Seong-un was confused.

Yoo Seong-un, who frequently encounters the existence of the source, was particularly sensitive to the energy of non-humans.

To that extent, he could figure out what kind of being the other person was, and in his opinion, the teddy bear in front of him had an aura close to divinity.

‘… Wait a minute, if this is a divine power that resembles the sun… .’

After making his decision, Yoo Seong-un looked back at Geo.

“…Your father?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Then are you the previous sun god?”

“you’re right.”

“Thanks, I understood.”

There is no divinity itself, but there is an energy similar to it, and the tingling warmth unique to the sun that I have felt from Geo many times.

Perhaps this teddy bear was the sun god who had passed on his divinity to Geo and was holding onto the remaining power.

“No matter what, it usually goes into a teddy bear…?”

“I couldn’t change it because I was used to this body.”

“I don’t understand that one bit. How could God be used to a doll’s body?”

“I got used to eating with this body… .”

“You are the cause after all.”

“you’re right.”

“… … .”

Yoo Seong-un awkwardly accepted the teacup offered by the sun god.

“…thank you.”

“Kukuku.”

Did you just laugh?

‘As I live, I get to see God smile.’

Of course, it was surprising that the sun god was inside an old teddy bear.

“That’s strange. Usually, the previous and next generation gods don’t get along well.”

“Is there a reason why you don’t get along with your father? We’re family.”

“hmm….”

There are many reasons.

“… I am guessing that it is because of the difference in their way of thinking. Even though the gods who have to govern the life, death, and dimensions of living things have inherited the same divinity, their scope of thinking is different.”

It takes a very long time for one era to end, similar to how it is difficult for primitive people and modern people to get along.

“This is especially true for those who were once human and then became gods.”

“… … .”

Geo asked.

“Then am I a god?”

“… Oh… That… Hmm…”

“There are gods who don’t do things like this. There are not many gods, not as many as you might think.”

“… I think you can think whatever you want.”

“I guess I’m still human. Nothing much has changed.”

“Then that must be it.”

It seems that Geo thinks of himself as a ‘human who has inherited the qualification of divinity’.

If that isn’t God, then what is? But since he is himself, Yoo Seong-un kept his mouth shut.

‘It is true that Geo’s ego was not consumed by the divine.’

Becoming a god meant giving up one’s status as nature and destiny, and giving up thinking as a living being.

However, Geo still enjoyed eating, was good at cooking, and found joy in sharing with others, so he was clearly problematic for a god.

No matter what happened, the existence of ‘Geo’ would not change.

“… … .”

Because he is the source?

‘…How can such a being exist?’

Yoo Seong-un saw Geo going into the kitchen to prepare a meal.

‘I don’t think it’s not the original. I’m a gardener, so there’s no way I could be confused. This portrait is the original in a form that humans can recognize, and a form that’s close to a person.’

But I couldn’t understand the process.

‘It’s not simply living on top of the source. If that were the case, then this space and Geo should have been separate entities. But instead, they’re connected like flesh and bone… .’

As Yoo Seong-un was thinking, a teddy bear approached him with soft footsteps.

“huh?”

“Huh?”

“…I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Kuu, kukukukuku. Kuk.”

“… … .”

Yoo Seong-un felt embarrassed at the sight of the teddy bear swinging its cotton ball in front of him.

‘Is it blasphemous to find God cute? Religion is not my specialty.’

Even though he was in a state where he lacked the divinity that could be called the heart of a god, it was true that he was still a being close to a god.

Yoo Seong-un watched him closely, worried that he might make a mistake with the stuffed teddy bear.

“…ah.”

Soon, Yoo Seong-un picked up his teacup.

“You want to drink it?”

“dream.”

“thank you.”

Yoo Seong-un was momentarily surprised by the teacup that fit comfortably in his hand.

“…oh….”

This feels good.

‘Smooth yet soft.’

Should I say it feels like touching silky fur?

It was clearly a solid teacup, but it was soft enough to make your hand feel like it was soaking wet, and it was quite light compared to its stable thickness, making it easy to hold.

‘The grip is also good.’

It was shaped to be easy to hold, even though it wasn’t made for Yoo Seong-un’s own hand.

“It feels kind of fluffy….”

It looked like a teacup made of clouds or whipped cream.

“As expected, Geo doesn’t waste even a single cup of tea.”

“Kuukku.”

“I’m sorry, but I really don’t know. What did you say?”

A white teddy bear with a golden color like lightly toasted rice was about to point out something.

“…ah.”

It was honey.

“Gurr?”

“… We saw each other earlier, right? I was invited? I’m a guest?”

“Kung-wook.”

“I feel like I’m being watched over.”

I wondered why the teddy bear was pointing at Honey, but perhaps it was trying to tell us that this teacup was also drawn and created by Geo.

Yoo Seong-un understood without realizing it.

“Somehow it felt different.”

The pink tea inside also smelled good.

“… This is… .”

A refreshing sweetness similar to vanilla bean, yet completely different. There is a tangy part somewhere, and a rich side like milk mixed with honey, but the lightness unique to plants adds to it, so it is not a burdensome scent.

Yoo Seong-un narrowed his eyes.

‘Is this tea suitable for people to drink?’

He used his emotional skills without knowing it.

[Tear-blooming silk]

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A flower tea made by maturing the weeping buds that grow in the veins of destiny. The unique pungent aroma of unripe weeping buds remains faintly, adding variation to the sweetness. It is processed by Geo, the master of the forest, so even the human body can accept it. The moment you drink it, heat gathers in your eyes and your optic nerves recover. It is effective in nullifying mental skills.

“… … .”

I don’t know.

‘It’s edible, you know.’

Yoo Seong-un poured the small amount of tea into his mouth.

“… Run.”

Usually, tea is just about sweet flavors, but this tea, which didn’t seem to have any sugar in it, was sweet enough to make me dizzy for a moment. It seemed to have just filled the sweetness threshold that was just right.

‘It also has a pungent scent like pepper.’

Sweetness and pepper, it sounds strange, but when I tasted it myself, I could feel that the two flavors were well-blended and not separate. My head felt full of the clear sweetness and the tingling flavor that stabbed my brain.

There was a pleasure that was hard to take time for, like a course meal that came out without stopping.

‘This is going to be hard to enjoy with a relaxed mind… .’

At that moment, Yoo Seong-un frowned.

“Ugh.”

I felt my eyes burning like my tongue had just eaten something spicy.

It was a strange sensation that was hard to call painful, but it felt like putting a mint-scented eye wash in my eyes.

After waiting for about 3 seconds, the sensation that had been burning my eyes disappeared in an instant.

“… So maybe that’s why it’s called ‘Tear-blooming Silk.’”

I shed a few tears, perhaps because my sensitive organs were heated up.

‘I definitely feel like my vision has become clearer.’

It would be difficult to enjoy it with an easy mind, Yoo Seong-un thought again.

How can you drink tea with peace of mind when it has such a rich flavor and aroma that it leaves your mouth swollen, and then makes your eyes water after drinking it, and on top of that, it has the effect of improving your eyesight?

“… … .”

So you get free eyesight with a cup of tea.

“I feel so excited….”

“Gurr?”

“… Have you tried this too?”

“Kung.”

“It was delicious.”

Yoo Seong-un whetted his appetite.

‘I feel like I’ve come to a place where I shouldn’t be.’

The favor from the source was too much.

On Earth, too, stories of people who ‘set foot on the world of the gods and had their human identity threatened’ were common.

‘In the East, there is a representative story of the Peach Blossom Spring.’

It would be difficult to say that it was exactly the same situation, but I couldn’t help but feel a sense of crisis.

‘It’s burdensome… .’

I felt like if I stayed here for three days, I would become immortal.

* * *

Meanwhile, the landlord is completely unaware of Yoo Seong-un’s feelings.

“Hmm.”

Geo was planning a meal to treat Yoo Seong-un to.

‘Koreans are rice-loving people.’

That’s right.

“All I need is rice, side dishes, and soup.”

There was rice freshly cooked at dawn, and the rice had a very good flavor because it was cooked in water boiled with various vegetables and herbs. The rice grains, which had a faint light green color, were especially sweet and savory.

‘Next is the side dish… .’

There was a salmon caught from the ‘breathing sea’, there was ham and sausage stored in the cellar, and various vegetables were growing well in the garden behind the cabin.

“I guess I can grill the fish, steam the meat, and stir-fry the vegetables.”

Yoo Seong-un came into the living room and spoke to him, as if he had heard his mutterings filled with a strange determination.

“Geoya, can I walk out as a human?”

“You will walk out on your own two feet in good health.”

You have to be prepared to become a pig, though.

‘I’ll send that skinny office worker away after eating his fill.’

Geo decided to stake his reputation on his grandmother, who was the village’s leading figure.

The country prepared the bone soup that had been left over from a long time ago. The soup made by boiling the bones of a deer was incredibly savory, and simply adding chopped green onions to it would be enough to serve as a soup.

‘It’s not like those dishes take that long to cook…’

Geo called Dana, who was lying in the kitchen.

“daughter.”

“meow.”

“Are you just crying because it’s annoying?”

“Mwah.”

“It’s back to normal.”

Geo passed a basket to Dana.

“Can you go to the garden and pick some eggplants and green onions for me?”

“Muuuuuuuuuuuu… .”

Fortunately, Dana did not refuse the errand.

“What a wonderful thing.”

Dana, who had recently grown to the size of an average cat, stretched out her legs like arched legs and walked out the back door with a basket in her mouth. Honey, who had seen her, followed her sister on her errand.

‘You’ve come all the way to Honey, so you’ll take care of it.’

Geo ate rice with relief. It was a rice bowl filled with the generosity of a country grandmother. The light and deep flavor of vegetables stimulated the taste buds from a thousand miles away.

And it would also stimulate the taste buds of the meteor shower.

‘Become a pig, yap… .’

Growing up in the arms of his grandmothers, Geo learned to share his food as much as possible.