296. Potential exists in everyone.
Hyemin plays with both hands in a complicated way. Her fingers seemed to be drawing afterimages.
An afterimage of light also appeared along the finger. It was the hand gesture of a wizard creating a spell called a beastman.
I bend my fingers around in the air and make shapes.
Seeing that, I kicked the ground and moved forward.
When Hyemin saw me like that, her big eyes blinked and her hands stopped.
There was no noise or presence, but I knew I was avoiding something.
I also noticed Hyemin’s trick.
Although she pretended to keep wiggling her fingers, the spell Hyemin cast actually started right away.
That’s what I felt.
“What was it?”
I asked, wiping my nose.
“Something like a curse.”
Hyemin answered.
Then he slowly lowered his hand and wiggled his fingers behind his back.
Still not visible.
But I felt something flying towards my nose.
I ducked my head and avoided it.
If what had come flying was a knife or blade, it could have been avoided by just a few sheets of paper.
Of course, what came was not a blade, but an order.
There is no sign of it and it cannot be distinguished with the naked eye. I’m just caught in the net of my sixth sense.
“What are you?”
Hyemin must have been quite surprised.
Instead of the West, it is you. It’s not your brother, it’s you.
“Not you, CEO.”
I said, turning my head back to its original position.
“see?”
“Just a general feeling?”
“It’s not the outline.”
Hyemin wiggled her fingers behind her again. She aims for her nose again and something flies out.
I lowered my head and avoided it.
“What is the spell you are casting now?”
I asked out of curiosity.
“Curse of stuffy nose.”
Is there such a spell?
When I looked at Hyemin with my head tilted up, she proudly puffed out her chest and spoke.
“You don’t have rhinitis, right? You’ll know when you see it. “The curse I’m about to throw now is the worst curse ever.”
okay. A stuffy nose would be more painful than bugs popping out of your flesh, right?
Well, since you can’t cast the worst curse during training, it was an appropriate level.
“You can see the order path.”
Hyemin said clearly.
I also received a general explanation of what the order length was.
It’s like looking at the timing of orders or something like that.
I called her early in the morning, and Hyemin asked me if it was a date. She asked me with an extremely serious expression.
“How does that happen?”
I answered honestly.
“I don’t know.”
What do you need to know about principles?
I just feel it. You can see it with your eyes and hear it with your ears.
My sixth sense reads the signs of orders at will.
Is this going to be Ginam too?
He’s also an elite immortal from a pureblood family, so why not become one?
If that doesn’t work, does that mean he won’t even be able to use his favor in front of the orderer?
In the midst of my thoughts, I kept hearing Hyemin’s voice.
Hyemin also said that this was her first time seeing a special species with visible spells.
It was also said that the reason the spellcaster attacked with ease was because he knew that the other person had no knowledge of magic at all.
“It’s a station tour.”
Hyemin finished speaking.
“Are there any other curses other than the stuffy nose curse?”
I took out an energy bar from my pocket, broke it, and put half of it in my mouth.
“There are three things I made with scrolls: rhinitis curse, erectile dysfunction, and lacquer poison.”
After chewing and swallowing half of the energy bar in one go, I asked.
“Who made that?”
“mom.”
Hyemin’s mother, you’re a crueler person than I thought.
Erectile dysfunction is a curse.
Why do you make something like that?
Hyemin must have read my expression and said calmly.
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“Sometimes it’s good to bet on those who sexually harass you. The deadline is about a week at best. “I have one month to read it.”
It is a curse that makes you a eunuch for a week. If you’re unlucky, it’ll be a month.
I hate it just thinking about it.
I’m talking to Hyemin.
An immortal rushed from behind, killing everyone in sight.
It’s outstanding skill.
So much so that you can’t read it properly until you get close.
It occurred to me that the eyes that see the spell and the sense of the presence are two different things.
I slowly turned around. The knife blade aimed at me pierced the air.
I took the picture by turning my body and swinging my elbow sideways.
Sigh.
The attacker raised his left arm close to my face and guarded me.
He wore protective gear on his left arm. It is a hard metal type that covers the back of the hand and the approximation of the elbow.
The protective equipment initially absorbs the force, and the opponent, who has lost a fair amount of energy, corrects the knife and stabs the chest.
As I watched, I kicked the opponent’s ankle and hit the side of the flying knife with my palm.
It’s a move that’s close to a stunt, but it doesn’t even fall into the category of stunts anymore.
Especially since it is a body of a shapeshifter with added training, this is it.
It was Ki-nam who attacked me.
My ankle got stuck on my toe.
That was the end.
Tick.
The difference in physical strength is evident. The monster power of the shapeshifters hurts just by brushing against it.
Ki-Nam’s body’s balance was shaken.
I immediately went behind Ki-nam and wrapped my forearms around his neck.
It’s been a while since I’ve been in neck-gwang-ik mode. He was holding half an energy bar in one hand.
“Why are you attacking me today?”
As soon as this bastard sees me, he pounces on me like he eats three meals a day. Once during morning training, once during lunch training, and once before work.
“Because I developed an unfortunate problem in the back of my head.”
And every time, they come up with a reason like this.
That was even more absurd.
Was this how the team leader felt when dealing with me?
There was a time when I was at Hwarim and would fight with the team leader every morning.
This happens even though every time Ki-nam attacks me, I repay him in return.
After knocking them out, they leave them lying in the front entrance of the company.
They’ll turn both eyes into nightgowns and make you a panda’s little brother.
Just break the two front teeth.
Even so, this bastard continued to attack.
Ki-nam was a ma****ist.
There was a time when I stripped him naked and left him in the information center, but he didn’t care.
After listening to Inpo’s sister, it was said that rather than pretending to be embarrassed, she left leisurely without even changing her facial expression.
What is this kid thinking?
Still, I gave it a go because I wanted to see if he could see the path to the spell and experiment.
“Hye-min, I ask that the second curse last for a week.”
“Why?”
Hyemin asked back.
“Why not?”
“This is only for perverts.”
That pervert is this bastard. Even if you get hit, you keep attacking me.
Hyemin tears up the post-it note and makes a sign towards Ki-nam, who was caught by me.
I left Ki-Nam in that gap and fell into it.
You can see the flow of orders. An invisible curse descends.
Ki-nam seemed to be okay even though he had failed again today, and his shoulders shook as he stroked his neck.
“what?”
Ki-nam asks with cold eyes.
Those eyes turned to me and then back to Hyemin.
“The curse of impotence.”
Whether she glared coldly or not, Hyemin said what she had to say.
In the first place, he is not a kid who is pushed around by anyone.
At those words, Ki-nam frowned.
Then he turns his gaze towards me and opens his mouth again.
“I don’t need it anyway.”
“… … “You crazy guy.”
Don’t you need that? I’m not completely crazy.
“What I need now is you.”
“Don’t say anything to misunderstand. “You crazy forsythia.”
Ki-nam frowned and said.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Are you my rival? “Isn’t it?”
Hyemin is next to me and drinks a little more.
“no. Neither. Hey, Ssamdak Ginam, didn’t you feel something? Before that eunuch gets cursed?”
“What are you talking about?”
I’m concentrating on my training.
However, this thought occurred to me.
I wonder if I’m the only one who can see the order path.
Looking at my father’s Phoenix teammates, it doesn’t seem like that is necessarily the case.
“Possibility exists in everyone.”
I remembered what my father said.
So wouldn’t it be possible for Ki-Nam too?
“Jeong Ki-nam is banned from sparring for the time being.”
Wiggle.
The corners of Ki-nam’s lips trembled slightly at those words.
“Look at the main road and come back.”
Notified.
“Representative of the West, it is not as easy as you think.”
Hyemin shook her head and intervened.
“You should also focus on training for the time being.”
“huh?”
“Learn how to control your body to the same level as Majo Ginam and Dongsu.”
When I think about it, that’s true. The CEO of the company goes through such growing pains and focuses on training, but what do the employees do?
It’s something I can’t just ignore.
“What are you talking about?”
Hyemin resisted.
“If we win, we can go on a date and have dinner at a restaurant with a nice view.”
“You mean I just have to knock this chaff down?”
Hyemin said while fiddling with the scrolling post-it note pinned to her waist.
“There are only idiots around you.”
Ki-nam and Hye-min glare at each other.
It was a very cozy sight.
If there were a ranking, the two competing for first and second place would burn their murderous intent towards each other.
“Fight, win, the winning side is ours.”
I gave a round of cheers and left the place.
I didn’t trust their personalities, but I did trust their abilities.
Hyemin is a spell user who is so talented that she is called a curse.
What he needs is basic combat skills.
It’s like fighting and weapon handling skills.
Isn’t there a person like Ki-Nam in this entire company?
Even though he looks like that, he is an immortal who can even use optical weapons.
Optical weapons are several times more difficult to handle than regular gear.
If you stay together, you will naturally learn things.
So what will Ginam gain?
Jeong Ki-nam’s problem is that he doesn’t know his shortcomings.
That forsythia spends time on fighting skills, weapon skills, etc. and has no intention of further honing his senses.
If you can read the spell path.
If Ginam does that.
It gets better. Because the eye of sixth sense is not limited to simply reading spell paths, etc.
The possibility exists for everyone.
The words my father said float through my mind.
The people who belong to the company are my people.
I can’t let you get beaten up outside.
I am by no means trying to force others to train like hell.
I found my mother.
She was sitting neatly on one side of the training ground, knitting.
Marie was also there next to him.
My mother’s biceps and forearm muscles, exposed through her loose short-sleeved T-shirt, wriggled.
These muscles probably aren’t built for knitting.
“I guess you’re free.”
Sometimes my mother prefers to tell stories without any introduction and just spitting out a conclusion.
“You filled it with the blood of an immortal, but ordinary shapeshifters require subtlety.”
Therefore, knitting is training.
It actually seemed that way.
Marie was sweating and playing with her hands.
Was knitting originally such an intense hobby?
“It’s an adamantium needle. “Pureum made it.”
My mother said, playing with her knitting needles.
If you look closely, the needle is black.
It also seemed heavy.
Now I see that Marie is even wearing an Endure.
So this was training. It was knitting training.
“So what?”
My mother asked with her head down.
“yes?”
“Aren’t you here because you have something to say or something to order?”
Even though he is a shapeshifter, he has a devilish sense of humor.
Is it because she’s a mother?
It may be that a mother’s eyes can quickly read her son’s true intentions.
I think I should incorporate some poker face training into my training course.
“Lee Dong-hoon.”
“okay.”
Everything is contained in a short conversation.
The mother and son’s feelings were connected.
Since I didn’t have a log tutor, I hoped my mother’s rehabilitation witch would help me.
I hoped to upgrade the skills of all available combat personnel, including Donghoon Lee, Yohan, Gwitae, Jeongjeong, and Rose.
It was possible with my mother’s skills.
After competing with the Blue Knight, I was given the name Blue Knight Slayer.
nevertheless.
If you asked me who could win overwhelmingly in a fight with my mother, I would say I still don’t know.
In fact, if I had been badly pushed by the Blue Knight, my mother would have stepped forward.
So was my father.
As I met the new Phoenix team, I realized that my parents were really successful people in this industry.
“When I heard that I was going to be trained by the Phoenix team, Hoeung sent me a gift.”
My mother organized the needles. Her mother’s favorite proverb is that even an ox’s horn can be removed quickly.
It looked like he was going to grab the panda brother by the collar.
“A gift?”
As I watched my mother get up, I also took steps.
“Hwarangdan.”
I was struggling with the Phoenix team and working hard to improve my skills.
And my father and mother have no secrets.
My father would have said.
What happened around me recently.
My mother must have thought when she heard that.
I wonder if only his ability as an immortal is important.
Her experience as a rehabilitated witch must have led to the current situation.
The conclusion was this.
“nephew.”
The ace of the Hwarangdan came, led by his uncle Kang Ho-eung.
There were five people in total.
fantasy,
