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Lanista, who chopped off my finger as a practical joke, was a crazy person, but Ushas, who stuck my middle finger in a place other than the ‘wounded area’ as a joke, was also a vicious bitch. As a result of my recovery, I had the bizarre experience of having my middle finger attached to six different body parts.
For the first time, I felt sympathy for the finger, which I had mainly used for flinging taffy, as I watched it stick to my belly button and then to my forehead. ‘Stop killing me… … .’ It seems like he’s talking.
“Why are you doing this?”
When I asked my sister, she answered with a grin.
The smile Ushas smiled was like a horror movie poster.
“You seem to be particularly receptive to the power of blessings. Interesting. “If you do this, there are likely to be side effects.”
“Do blessings also discriminate against people? “What are the side effects?”
“Miracles are very fickle. “Even if you hope for recovery, your fingers may rot again.”
“Haha, this is too much of a joke.”
Anyway, the severed finger was attached cleanly without a scar.
It was only after I left Sister Ushas’ office and returned to my room that I was able to take a deep breath. f*ck, could this be a joke? Maybe if I had played with my fingers one more time, I might have lost my middle finger forever.
“It rots… … .”
Suddenly, I remembered Ushasu’s terrifying face. They say miracles are very fickle. Is my sister’s body like a bounced corpse related to the power she possesses? I might have suffered a serious burn while believing in miraculous powers.
* * *
If we were to find one thing that the twins have in common, it would be surprisingly ‘filial piety.’ On my way to her mother’s to listen to her lessons, I ran into my older sister, Melissa, who had just come out of the recovery room. Often, I would see the twins meeting her mother. Strangely enough, the villains of my previous life knew about the feeling of filial piety.
“Mom, are you okay?”
Sister Melissa looked at me with frowning eyes.
“Do you want to know?”
“huh?”
“When you’re done, come to the garden.”
My sister’s expression was different from usual. Sister Melissa is a person with taste. As she heads to the abyss to kill the Archdemon, her expectant expression appears as if she is going on a picnic. She is a fool. I’ve never seen Melissa look that serious like that before. What’s going on? Has the sign of world destruction finally appeared?
“mother.”
Mom was still not in good condition. Her skin was so pale that her veins were visible, her eyes had lost their weapons, and her body was in a precarious state where she would have collapsed any moment if it weren’t for the recovery room where Youngsoo’s power was rampant. I smiled and sat down next to him.
“What did Melissa say?”
“It’s cute too. “He said he would pick flowers for me.”
Is picking flowers that serious?
You’ll find out when you go.
Mom couldn’t see Youngsu, but Youngsu liked her.
Dalbi jumps up and sits on my lap. Her mother said with a gentle smile.
“It’s a caring, warm energy. Polestar.”
Upon receiving the compliment, Dalbi snuggles into his arms. Her mother felt her energy and stretched out her trembling hands. Unable to look at her mother, who was stroking her in the air, her mother stood up and rubbed her head. The startled mother let out a short scream.
“Oh my god.”
Soon he was happy and stroked Dalbi.
“pretty… “It’s a pretty deer.”
“uh? Can you see it?”
“You can see it now. Interesting. “I haven’t been able to see Mac for decades, but I can see this cute kid.”
There is no way that the talent of a spiritualist could have suddenly blossomed. I looked at Dalby. Dalbi looked at me, twitched her tail, and cried briefly. She is an extraordinary person after all. There is no Yeongsoo who can reveal her true self. Except for our Dalby. It’s so f*cking cool.
* * *
“Do you know why I ‘care’ for ‘her’?”
To tell a mother that she is a child, that a child is cherished by his parents.
Sister Melissa was waiting at the entrance to the garden.
Before I could even ask what was going on, my sister suddenly said that.
I noticed that my sister wasn’t just deeply filial.
“For giving birth?”
“I’m returning the favor.”
Sister Melissa spoke calmly.
“She won’t live more than a few months.”
Damn, if anyone else had said that, I would have screamed nonsense.
“If I borrow the power of Sister Ushas… … .”
“Ushas told me. “It’s not a disease that can be cured.”
“why?”
“Your life force is depleted. “Even if you water a flower with rotten roots, the withered leaves will only wither.”
Sister Melissa continued speaking with a stern expression. The ‘grace’ she spoke of was not the natural relationship between parents and children. Her mom said her body was failing after giving birth to us. According to older sister Melissa, it’s not just because she had a baby, she says.
“The roots of her life are rotten because of us.”
It’s not just about recalling memories from a past life. I developed the Cheonan Tong, Lanista acquired internal energy like a martial artist, and Melissa and Ushas each inherited the power of their previous lives. From birth, we are different from other ordinary people. It wasn’t just that he had outstanding talent. Literally, born ‘different’.
“If it weren’t for them, the people who gave birth to us wouldn’t have existed in this world.”
It is said that she must have been in pain since she became pregnant. She said that it must have been an unimaginable pain that even crushed her motherly love. But her mother gave birth to us. She didn’t give up. It was like a miracle that she gave birth to four twins safely. And her father was of great help. If it weren’t for the power of the Spiritual Beast, we would not have seen the light of day in this world. The reason her mother is still alive today is thanks to the recovery room her father created.
“A person whose life has run out feels more pain than if he or she is sick.”
“You feel pain? Even now?”
“Up until now, the sunlight and the power of the waves supported us. We have now reached our limit. “Until her life ends, she must await her death, enduring days of terrible pain.”
“… “There is a way.”
Mom said Melissa was picking flowers. What kind of person is Melissa? She has no plan, but she never talks to me like this or brings flowers to her mother. As expected, older sister Melissa nodded her head and answered.
“I heard there’s something interesting in the Grand Canyon. The ‘wind flower’ is said to have been picked by King Kunkan long ago and brought to his dying queen. It is said that even if you break the stem, it will not wither, just looking at it makes you happy, and holding it will take away pain. “It’s considered a legend, but you won’t know until you look for it.”
“I’m thinking of finding it.”
Grand Canyon.
I’ve been there once before for twins to get a birthday present.
It’s a crazy place. A vast cliff of unknown depth infested with monster birds that spew fire and lightning, a prohibition of prohibitions that not only the Kunkan Empire and the Sternil Kingdom, but even the demi-humans dare approach. Since they were twins, it was as if they were going in and out of the house next door, and it is a place that even a master-level prosecutor cannot enter alone.
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“I don’t need you to follow me.”
“Does the wind really bring flowers?”
“Can you get me one?”
“No, let’s go together.”
Flowers for someone.
It’s meaningless if you don’t ask for it yourself.
I followed my sister Melissa to the cabin. Before I opened the wooden door, I already knew.
Beyond that door is not a hut, but a nest of strange birds, a grand canyon. For the first time, I feel like I’m going through Melissa’s ‘Anywhere Door’ without hesitation.
* * *
I briefly looked down at the cliffs of the Grand Canyon. How on earth did this deep canyon come about? It was too damn deep to be considered erosion, and there was insufficient evidence to say it was a tectonic shift. Did the continent split in half? No, it looks like someone dug a canyon. It looked like it had been dug thousands of times by a giant big enough to lift the shovel, roughly as big as Mount Everest. It gives a sense of wonder and at the same time a foreign feeling. Rather than saying it was created by nature, it seems more like it was created by a transcendent being like ‘God’.
I strained my eyes to see the end of the Grand Canyon, but all I saw were strange birds flying far below. The fact that Cheonan Tong, a canyon with no end in sight, cannot distinguish depth means that it is deeper than the bottomless pit.
“The demi-humans call the Grand Canyon a trace.”
As I was admiring my sister, Melissa gently pushed me onto my back. It was a heinous act she committed while calmly talking to her. Fortunately, I had not neglected my martial arts training, so I stayed calm and maintained my balance without falling.
“It is said to be a trace of the Ajibika religion’s creator god fighting a common evil god.”
My sister must have found my struggling to be very funny and said with a chuckle.
“Haha, that’s ridiculous. Even if he is a god, he is only a reasonable person. How can he do something like this? Hi-Hi.”
“sister.”
I asked seriously.
“If I fall into the Grand Canyon, will my sister go after me too?”
Tails can’t hide their emotions. At that moment, I saw my sister’s tail reflexively twitching. what? Were you scared? really? Unlike Tails, my older sister had a calm voice and expression.
“Sometimes I envy your poor imagination.”
My sister’s tail did not straighten easily.
“I’m not scared of falling. but… Ugh, things with wings.”
The only birds with wings in the Grand Canyon are birds.
It was unexpected. Melissa, there’s something she’s afraid of too.
I was really surprised by my sister who was afraid of the ‘monster birds’ down there.
* * *
I walked for a long time with my eyes wide open to find the legendary flower that only grows near the Grand Canyon. My sister Melissa could fly, and unlike me, she found flowers using a very comfortable and easy method. Damn magic.
However, even after searching for hours, neither Melissa nor I could find ‘Wind Flower’. In the first place, I only knew what it looked like from an old drawing my older sister gave me, and there was no information at all about its other features.
It is a remote place among remote places. There seem to be thousands of species of flowers that I have seen so far. It’s easier to find a needle on a sandy beach. Well, when it comes to ‘my eyes’, it’s too easy.
“I have to go.”
“huh?”
It was lunchtime and the sun was setting.
“It’s a waste of time.”
“what?”
“The legend, maybe it was just a legend. “I can’t waste my precious time on uncertainty like this.”
“But mom…” … !”
“Okay, so don’t give up. “Little brother!”
Sometimes I forget. Melissa is also a tremendous double bitch.
Maybe the goal from the beginning was to use me as a searcher. They cleverly threw the bait by pretending it wasn’t happening.
“I’ll be back in three hours, so search hard until then.”
“Are you telling me to be alone in a place full of monsters, sister?”
“You said you’ve changed? “I think this is also training.”
“Tear off the tail… … .”
“what?”
“In three hours.”
Sister Melissa went.
… … .
Wow, he’s a man of great taste.
* * *
Darkness came quickly. There was no light, not even my hand was visible. However, it was not a big problem because the dog-eyed device was equipped with a night vision function, and above all, Dalby was a portable charger and flashlight.
After Dalby came to the Grand Canyon, his behavior became more passive.
It felt like something was displeasing, but I couldn’t figure out his true intentions.
It’s clearing! It’s clearing!
It got even worse as night fell. I spoke to Dalbi, soothing him.
“Why?”
It’s clearing!
“Let’s just go and look for flowers. “I’ll find it soon.”
It’s clearing, it’s clearing!
“No shit, were you looking for it?”
It was then.
Dalbi jumped and fell down the cliff of the Grand Canyon.
My heart almost stopped, but then I realized that Dal-bi was Yeong-su and I shook my head in shock.
I stretched out my head and looked down the cliff.
“What, ten?”
I took out an old painting that my sister Melissa had given me from my pocket. Because it was drawn on animal skin, it was hard to see, but because the wind blew the flowers so strangely, it was easy to distinguish their features. Three petals of different colors, each petal has a different appearance, a long stem, and a pistil that looks like a Rose of Sharon flower.
Dalbi was hanging on the cliff and the wind was pointing at the flowers.
I heard that specially raised pigs are used to obtain expensive truffles.
“Good job.”
It should have been like this a long time ago.
I steeled myself and calmed my tense body.
“Safety first, safety first.”
And then slowly went down the cliff. It is a trained body. Climbing is not difficult. There are many places to step. The only problem is that if you fall, death is certain. I went down the cliff nervously and cautiously. The flower was blooming alone in a place about 30 meters down. That’s why it’s treated like a legendary flower. Who could come all the way to the Grand Canyon and check out the flowers 30 meters below? I feel like the first person to discover that flower is truly amazing.
Finally, we arrived safely at the place where the wind bloomed.
It turned out to be an extraordinary flower. Although it was so dark, the petals themselves glowed softly as if they were filled with light, boasting three colors. I carefully picked the flowers. As soon as I touched the stem, a strange feeling swept over my body. This might help ease mom’s pain.
It was time to cherish it and try to climb up.
The wind blew.
It was a very strong wind.
The wind continued to blow.
Daa!
I saw a ‘thing with wings’ above my head.
I felt like I completely understood what Melissa was feeling.
“Wyvern.”
Wyvern, a dragon that eats cows.
When I appeared at the farmhouse, a monster appeared above my head, telling me that the lord would dispatch knights.
No matter how much I think about it, the ‘time’ is strange. Is the wind the curse of the flower, or is the wyvern the sentinel protecting the flower? Whatever it is, it’s a shitty situation.
The wyvern was definitely against me. Its favorite food is cows, but humans hanging from cliffs would also be quite attractive prey.
I calmly placed my hand on the Ramel Star I was wearing and waited for the right moment.
The difference between me and that guy is the wings.
You only get one chance.
If you miss it, the suffering is dozens of times greater.
The wyvern started preparing for the lesson by flapping its wings like it was snatching a cow.
I slowly transformed Ramelstar and waited for an opportunity.
fantasy,
