Kim Sa-je, the gold stacker -1-
Kim Sa-je, the gold stacker
A villa village on the outskirts of Sillim-dong.
A place built along a steep hill.
‘It’s a mess.’
Coming here reminds me of the back alley of the goshiwon where I used to live.
The road is completely unmaintained and the pavement is cracked and peeling.
Sanitation is also the worst, with black trash bags carelessly thrown away, flies feasting on them, and rats squeaking.
I climbed the hill, almost holding my breath.
As luck would have it, my destination, Dong-A Ville, where Kim Sa-je lived, was at the end of a hill.
Fortunately, the stench has gone away a bit thanks to the refreshing breeze blowing from the foot of Geonwoobong Peak.
‘Even though it’s the same mountainside, it’s so different.’
Whether there is a government office or not.
Whether there are middle class people living in the area or not.
That decided the fate of the neighborhood.
A shabby three-story villa building.
When I went to room 205 as written on the business card, I saw that the door was roughly painted.
[Gi Park]
Was this the feeling of the illegal, unlicensed hospital that the goshiwon owner introduced me to in the past?
I rang the doorbell.
There was no response.
I waited a moment and then knocked on the door.
Knock knock knock!
“Are you there?”
Is there anyone?
I activated my sensitive trait and listened, but I heard nothing.
I knocked on the door again.
Boom, bang, bang!
“Is there anyone here?”
Only then did I feel the presence of people.
There was a rustling sound from inside for a long time, and after almost ten minutes the door finally opened.
“What are you doing so early in the morning?”
A man looks at me with an annoyed expression.
No, boy.
Maybe in his late teens? He looks like he’s in his second or third year of high school.
Eyes drooping as docilely as a puppy.
A particularly pale face.
Bleached white hair with a strange metallic sheen.
right.
It was clear that it was Father Kim.
It was clearly the same face I had seen on my smartphone, except that the forehead was smooth without an X-shaped scar.
I even felt a little bit happy.
“It’s past midnight, is it morning?”
“It’s morning for me. It was a good day… What’s really going on? It’s not time to pay the security deposit yet.”
“I was introduced to you.”
I took out the business card I had prepared in advance and showed it to him.
Father Kim blinked, looked at the business card, and then smiled brightly.
“What, you’re a guest? I thought it was another Iron Fist gangster! Come in, come in.”
The inside of the villa was narrow.
The commonly referred to 1.5 room structure.
The living room was decorated as a business space, and the bedroom was Kim Sa-je’s living space.
The salon contained a beauty bed, an unidentifiable statue, and a strangely shaped incense burner.
Father Kim pointed to the beauty bed.
“Lie down. What hurts you?”
“I didn’t come here for Qigong treatment.”
“Huh? If you’re not going to get treatment at the park, then why are you here?”
“Because of this.”
He opened his golf bag and took out a horn.
A horn that looks like it has something going for it at first glance.
Kim Saje’s eyes briefly shook as he saw the magical waves emitted by the horn and the sacred text densely written on the tape.
But that shaking was nothing.
When I put down the twenty bundles of Shinsaimdang I had prepared in advance, or 100 million won, it shook violently like a fallen leaf swept by a typhoon.
“What, what, what is it?”
“I came here to ask you to unseal this.”
“Unsealing? Did you get the wrong address? This is Gi Gong Won. From what I can see, it’s a sacred text. You should go to a large temple and ask them to do it for you. Go to the Old Father’s Grand Shrine in Jongno or the Gaia Grand Shrine in Gangnam.”
“It’s too expensive there.”
It’s fortunate if it’s expensive.
If the result looks good, they may take it by force.
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A faithful, humble, and loving priest?
This is a human image that cannot be found even in novels or comics in this world.
“Ha, but this is a ki park.”
I can’t lie, for sure.
I stared blankly at Father Kim.
“Mr. Kim Sa-je.”
“Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?”
“I know everything. Mr. Kim Sa-je is not a civil engineer, but a superhuman of the priest type. I also know which god he serves.”
“That’s a lie! How would you know that!”
“There is a method that everyone knows. Aren’t Qigong treatment and acupuncture treatment completely different? But in a qigong park, they call it Qigong treatment but do acupuncture treatment? That’s obvious, obvious.”
“Tch!”
Kim Sa-je took one look at the statue placed in the corner and let out a hiss.
“That’s why I didn’t want to stay in one place for too long······”
“I’m the only one who knows this. I’ll keep it a secret.”
“Ha, please keep it a secret. I’m telling you this because it seems like you already know, but our god is not mentioned in the Peace of Westphalia, so if it becomes known, the Inquisitors will come after us in droves, calling us a cult.”
“Don’t worry, my mouth is heavy.”
I also saw the statue once.
A sculpture that looks like a bull, a lion, and a dragon roughly put together.
No, a statue.
I know that identity.
In the game’s settings, he is a fallen god who has lost his divinity and even his name has been forgotten, but he is resurrected through the personal quest of Priest Kim.
Even though it is only a power on the level of a minor devil, let alone a god.
“Then please do so.”
I gave the hornpipe and 100 million won to Kim Sa-je.
Father Kim sighed briefly.
“Oh, this looks difficult······”
Still, it’s 100 million won.
It’s a level of money that’s hard to earn even after working for several months to treat the poor or just barely make ends meet.
Kim Sa-je placed 100 million won in front of the statue and sat down on the beauty bed.
He holds the horn carefully and closes his eyes.
The head swished once and had a metallic sheen.
A halo and a magical light.
Or a manifestation of divine power.
The light flickered and slid down my arm.
This is a projection of divine power on a completely different level from the usual qigong treatment and light acupuncture treatment.
Sweat formed on Kim Sa-je’s forehead and his pale face became even whiter.
whiz······
There has been a change.
The sacred text on the tape turns red.
Then, the very first letter began to blur and disappear.
Kim Sa-je stares at the sacred text without blinking.
That moment when the whites of your eyes turn red and the corners of your eyes tear and you shed bloody tears.
Phew!
The sacred texts were erased in one fell swoop.
The yellow tape is released with a small explosion.
Magical letters that emerge from it.
No, notes.
Ancient letters, lined up like musical scores or books, dance in the air.
Then he drew a shape, which looked very much like a diagram of the human body.
“uh?”
Father Kim opened his mouth slightly.
“Wow, this is awesome!”
“Right?”
“I don’t know exactly what it is, but it’s probably some kind of a training method? A magical training method!”
Kim Sa-je looks at me again.
“I don’t know what’s inside, but you just handed me that big sum of money… I guess you know what’s inside.”
“I guessed it.”
I wasn’t guessing, I was sure.
I reached out for the horn.
Kim Sa-je carefully hands over the hornpipe, lest he drop it.
As soon as I received the horn, the magic letters dancing around the horn rushed towards me.
It licks my body as if whining, seeps into my magical circuits and then comes back out, tickles my nervous system, and sings as if it wants to enter my heart filled with magical power.
Priest Kim swallowed hard.
“Where are you going to absorb it? You’re going to use it yourself, right? That won’t be hidden in a bag. If you take it outside, it’ll be immediately noticeable!”
“If it’s okay with you, let’s do it here.”
“I’m fine! I’ll guard you too!”
Is it because I’m young?
Or is it just his natural personality?
Even in games, he had an innocent side.
If he were any other worn-out superhuman, he would have tried to get around 10 million won for an escort fee.
I lay down comfortably and held the hornpipe to my lips.
The magic letters jump for joy as if they sensed what was about to happen.
I closed my eyes, changed my traits, and took a deep breath.
And it blew.
The horn. The magic training method.
Guaaaaaaang-
A majestic cry rings out.
A cry that shakes the bones, the building materials, and even the earth.
The sound waves overlapped and overlapped until they entered a region that was beyond the range of audible sound to human eardrums.
“Woof, woof, woof!”
“Whoosh, woof woof!”
“Woof! Woof! Woof woof!”
Dog barking coming from all directions.
“Yaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“Squeak! Squeak!”
A chorus of cats and rats.
“Tweet, tweet, tweet!”
“Caw! Caw!”
Birds also cry out in fits and starts.
Naturally, windows opened here and there and people stuck their heads out.
“what?”
“Earthquake? Is there an earthquake?”
“What’s going on! What’s going on!”
Either way, I was in a state of ecstasy.
Sound waves that were beyond the range of human hearing soon evaporated and became intangible text.
Magical texts and intangible phrases combine.
What is created as a result is a memory and a collection of information.
Magical knowledge is etched into the folds of my brain.
Concepts, experiences, and proverbs pouring in like a bombardment from all directions.
If we were to sum it all up under one name, it would be this:
[Einherjar Method of Training]
A magical training method originating from Northern Europe.
It is rough and violent, yet intense and heavy, like warriors who fight forever.
Along with the bankruptcy prosecution, it is more than enough to use up to levels 3 and 4.
“Hoooo.”
I can already feel my magic power stabilizing quickly.
The North Sea is supposed to be calm and stable in the depths, even though it may seem violent on the surface.
As I combined the magic power stabilization trait, the magic power flow was naturally corrected.
At this rate, I should be able to completely absorb the magic power in just two weeks.
Yeah, full moon.
At that time, I become a perfect level 3 superhuman.
“Wow.”
Father Kim’s eyes were sparkling.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen a warrior-type superhuman absorb magical power training method!”
“It’s not an easy sight to see.”
It would be hard to see it unless it was a vision passed down from generation to generation.
I stretched my body slightly.
My body felt a little awkward in many ways.
It’s so light and lively, and a huge amount of information pours in through your heightened senses.
Father Kim made a knowing expression.
“Would you like some tea? It’s the tea that our association… no, the church uses when making burnt offerings. It clears your mind and spirit.”
“Okay. Let me have a drink.”
Father Kim brewed the tea with a reverent attitude and offered me a cup.
I am a person who does not know the taste of tea or coffee, but I definitely felt my mind clearer.
Also, the speed of stabilizing the flow of magic power has increased as the effects of the Einherjar training method and magic power stabilization trait have exploded.
‘This is good.’
While I was drinking tea, Father Kim was moving around busily.
It looks like they’re going to offer a burnt offering while drinking tea.
“Can I stay?”
“Yes, it doesn’t matter. You already know everything. You gave me a lot of money, so rest as much as you want.”
“Thank you. If I get hurt later, please take good care of me then too.”
“Hehehe. Rich customers are always welcome!”
Kim Sa-je was the first to place the teacup in Shin Sang’s hand.
Then, bow once and fill the teacup with tea.
He picked up the teacup, recited a prayer, placed the teacup down in front of the statue, and placed a bundle of Shin Saimdang in his hand.
That’s how it goes.
The god that Kim Sa-je worships is the god of wealth.
It is natural to offer money as a sacrifice······
wait for a sec.
weird?
It wasn’t like this in the game.
It was around the time when I was tilting my head.
Father Kim took out a small plastic container from one side.
When I opened the cap, there was a strong smell of gasoline.
After looking at Shin Saimdang’s bundle with a pitying look, Kim Sa-je shook his head.
As if trying to shake off the foolishness.
Then, pour gasoline into the Shin Saimdang bundle.
“Huh?”
Brain freeze has set in.
What are you doing now?
No way, no way, are you trying to burn money?
That precious money? Money more important than life?
Kim Sa-je took a cheap lighter out of his pocket.
“Forgotten God, accept my sacrifice and rise again at last, regaining your power and glory forever.”
Wow!
Pull the flint.
Sparks fly.
And just as the flames were about to engulf the stack of money.
I barely managed to throw myself.
“Hey, you crazy bastard!”
He wraps himself around Kim Sa-je and rolls around on the floor.
“Kekeke!”
As the two became one and rolled around a few times, Kim Sa-je screamed.
I’m fine, but Kim Sa-je is a priest-type superhuman.
It seems like he was a little sore because his body was relatively weak.
Priest Kim shouted in protest.
“Why, why are you doing this! You say we have to offer sacrifices to our god! Our god only accepts money! You say we have to burn money for the god to grant us divine power!”
“Wrong! You idiot!”
I screamed at the top of my lungs.
“You should burn gold, not money!”
