#Episode 151
Chapter 1
I slowly got up from my seat.
“Let’s take a quick look. Where is the moving stone that goes to star #12?”
“… … I can’t tell you.”
I let out a sigh. I didn’t think it would be easy, but I still wanted it to be easy.
He shook his head.
Then he gestured behind him.
“Hey, you two, come here.”
Joo Sung-chul and Ishmael approached me. I asked them both.
“Who wants to do it?”
It was before Joo Sung-cheol could even speak.
“I will do it!”
It was Ishmael.
“you?”
“yes.”
“Can you do it?”
“Leave it to me. I will prove my worth to my new master.”
Suddenly, my eyebrows furrow.
“Why am I your master?”
“… … Wasn’t it?”
“I don’t think so.”
It’s been so long since we last met, but you’re already calling me ‘lord’.
It’s barely been ten minutes now. Ishmael is still just a wizard who might be of some help to me, that’s all.
Ishmael looks sullen.
“I feel sorry. You saved me, but I want to treat you like my master.”
It was so absurd that I ended up laughing.
“Okay, find out the whereabouts of the moving stone that goes to star #12.”
“Yes, five minutes will do.”
“Okay.”
“I will prove my worth!”
“It’s starting to feel burdensome.”
“Thank you for your trust. I’ll be there in 5 minutes!”
I briefly watched the back of Ishmael as he approached Ifcalypto with a smile.
Should I call it an experience?
From what I’ve seen, there’s a high chance that a guy like that is hiding something.
I turned my head away from staring blankly at Ishmael. Joo Sung-cheol was also looking at Ishmael, just like me.
But that gaze is a little strange.
“Why are you like that again?”
Joo Sung-cheol, who was scratching his head, spoke to me in a small voice.
“I trust you will make a good decision, but I still think I am more of an expert when it comes to stories about constellations and stars.”
“so?”
“So what I’m saying is, I think it’s a bit premature to entrust this job to Ishmael.”
I tilted my head. Is it too early?
“So. Why?”
“From the bottom to the moment I came up here, I heard the words ‘new lord’ exactly three times from the mouth of that man, Ishmael.”
“You must have been disappointed.”
“… … Me?”
“no?”
“I’m not a kid or anything like that.”
He chuckled.
Well, if you think about it, Joo Sung-chul had a very deep conversation with me before he even came to Star #875, and he knelt down and said he would give his life for me.
It was definitely a different case with Ishmael. It was understandable to feel disappointed.
When I looked at him with a knowing expression, Joo Sung-cheol furrowed his brows.
“… … That’s not it. Really.”
“Let’s say that’s true, and continue.”
“In the world of constellations, to serve someone as your ‘lord’ is to lower your own status.”
“Is that how it is?”
“Yes. The constellations are people who have heard all the words of respect that can be attached to them in their respective worlds, such as monsters, kings, emperors, gods, etc. That is why most of the constellations move ‘independently.’”
I roughly understood the context, so I just listened silently.
“But using the words ‘new lord’ means that someone has already been served before, and the person who is the manager of star #122 and has the great nickname of the one who brought down the star is very limited in the number of beings that can be served. Roughly speaking, it’s about ‘nine’ fingers.”
“You say that serving someone lowers your own status?”
“There are exceptions. The nine I mentioned earlier, the rulers of the nine heavens and the beings who ascended from the constellations and are above the stars, beings who are far above the nebula, the gathering of constellations that formed the union, being a subordinate of such ascenders means that you have been fully recognized as a constellation, and in the world of constellations, it is not a disgrace, but rather a medal. To be honest.”
This time I listened silently too.
“Even the constellations that belong to the nebula do not refer to themselves as someone’s ‘subordinates’. They refer to themselves as ‘comrades’ or ‘ally’ who are together. They proudly claim to be someone’s subordinates, and serve someone. It’s too obvious.”
I don’t lack vocabulary or reading comprehension.
When I was in school, I was always first or second in my class in Korean, and I even got a grade 1 on mock exams several times.
So, what Joo Sung-chul said is:
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“He was one of the ascendants?”
“Yes. It is certain that Ishmael was the one who accompanied the Ascended One.”
“hmm…….”
“I don’t know how strong he is, but you know.”
“I know the general idea. It’s similar to you.”
“… … I don’t know why a being of that magnitude would be trapped in star #875, but to sum it up, it’s very suspicious.”
He chuckled.
“I see. You’re pretty good.”
“I appreciate the compliment, but I don’t have time to waste in a place like this.”
I didn’t really want to waste time either.
I turned my head.
Ishmael was doing something with his hand on Ifcalypto’s head.
I don’t know what it is, but I know what it’s doing. It’s probably swirling around in my head.
I have seen a few people use mental magic like that among magic, so I have a rough idea.
As soon as my gaze fell on it, it seemed to have noticed something.
Ishmael stands up from his seat.
Then he raised his right hand and waved it in the air, as if he was painting with a brush.
Then space becomes distorted. It is subspace.
He put his hand in there and pulled something out.
At a glance, it’s Lee Dong-seok.
Ishmael smiles brightly. He turns his head.
“Your Majesty, I found out!”
The title changed. He approached Ishmael with a strange expression. To be exact, he tried to approach him. He spreads out his hand.
A wind blew around him. What could it be?
I don’t think it was intended to be offensive.
“The moving stone to Star #12 is in the possession of the 22CA captain.”
“okay?”
“Yes. His name is [Blue Sky Sword Emperor], and he is the last survivor of Star #888.”
“Are you sure?”
“This is information I found out while stirring the mind of Ifcalypto. It is certain.”
I glanced at Joo Sung-cheol. ‘Can I believe that?’, I asked with my eyes, and Joo Sung-cheol shook his head with an expression of uncertainty.
anyway.
“Thanks for the good information, but what do you have in your hand?”
“Oh, this is my personal matter. There is someone I must see.”
“Oh, really? Before that, come here for a moment.”
Ishmael laughed awkwardly.
“Well, thank you very much for saving me. And I overheard the conversation between the two of you, unintentionally… … I don’t think things will go well if I go there.”
“Don’t you know? Come quickly. Don’t get hit ten times instead of once.”
“… … Can I tell you just one thing?”
“Try it.”
“The Nine Heavens with Platy are connected to Star #12, but are also connected to Star #2.”
“okay?”
“Yes. I am truly grateful for the favor you saved me from, but I will say that I have repaid it to this extent.”
“Is it okay to do that? If you’re going to settle the account, shouldn’t I be the one to settle it?”
“… … To be honest, I’m really scared of Jin Shi-hoo right now.”
“Why? I told you not to hit me. Come here.”
“You said you’d hit me once.”
“Don’t hit me. Come and see.”
Ishmael was a great wizard. He was definitely a great wizard.
The reason was simple.
Because before I knew it, Ishmael’s body, which was about 10 meters in front of me, had become blurry.
It’s an afterimage.
I turned my head.
About 100m.
From a considerable distance, the moving stone that Ishmael was holding was destroyed. His body was engulfed in light.
I just looked at him without doing anything. Joo Sung-cheol tried to run out later, but I roughly stopped him with my hand.
He asked Ishmael.
“Hey, you won’t regret it, right?”
“… … I regret it so much, but my body is normal now. There is something I must do with this body. Don’t worry. A relationship that is meant to be is not something that can be easily broken. We will definitely meet again.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I will tell you clearly. At that time, I will apologize for this rudeness now. I was a subordinate of the ascendant [Prigozhin], a vile, stupid, and worthless bastard.”
“You told me a lot before you left. Why don’t you just come here?”
“… … Your Majesty Jin Shihou’s eyes are so scary. I’m not stupid, I’ve been beaten a lot, so I know, but if I go now, I’m sure I’ll get beaten until I die. That’s why I want to run away.”
This is my first time seeing that type.
He asked permission to run away. I couldn’t believe it.
Joo Sung-cheol, who was standing next to him, also looked dumbfounded.
“Are you sure about the information?”
“Yes, I am sure. 22CA, the [Changcheon Sword Master] there has a teleportation stone to star #12. If that is not true, Ifcalypto’s memory is faulty. But I am sure. [Changcheon Sword Master] must have it. He is one of the twelve constellations of [Platy].”
He scratched his chin. He said that, so I guess I should just let it go.
“Go and see.”
“… … Thank you. I will definitely repay this favor.”
The blond handsome man, Ishmael, pushed his body into the open space. Soon, Ishmael’s body disappeared.
Joo Sung-cheol, who was next to me, asked me.
“Why did you just send it away?”
Surely I could have stopped it midway, because I noticed everything he was doing, creating afterimages and moving around, before Ishmael could shatter the space.
Even after Ishmael broke the moving stone, he was able to stop it.
But I didn’t stop it. The reason was simple.
“It’s cute.”
“… … I don’t know about anything else, but it’s hard to agree with that.”
“Is that so? Why? He’s cute in my eyes. He’s refreshing. A guy who asks permission to run away.”
Let me emphasize this once more: Ishmael also knew for sure that he could not leave here without my permission.
That’s why he persuaded me and didn’t move right away even after breaking the moving stone.
If he had run away without saying a word as soon as I broke the moving stone, I would have grabbed Ishmael by the collar and thrown him to the ground right then and there.
I waved my arms roughly. Thud, my body loosened up.
“We’ll meet someday. So just assume it’s something like that.”
He squatted down in front of Ifcalypto’s head and hit his cheek with the palm of his hand.
Clink clink.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“… … Ugh… … .”
“I guess you’re okay. Well, I was just asking just in case.”
A smile appears on the lips.
“Should I save you?”
“……what?”
“Don’t you want to live?”
Ifcalypto’s expression suddenly crumples.
“… … What are you talking about?”
“It’s nothing special, but I just wanted to ask you to do a few things.”
“… … .”
“Why? You don’t like it?”
Ifcalypto shook his head, as if he didn’t hate it.
That will do.
