Chapter 236

Chapter 236 Shin

Ha-yoon was looking down at the stadium with Lee Hyuk in a private lounge where you can only sit down after paying a large fee.

– The long-awaited finals! To increase the honor of the country by winning the national competition! The last contestants are entering!

Students entering with the host’s powerful voice.

– The first runner is the representative of Korea! Gaon Academy! The head of the party is Shin Yoo-seong, a student of Kwon Wang-nim who has been receiving attention since participating!

Shin Yoo-seong comes in following the guidance. Eunah Kim. Sumire. Gaon’s party didn’t have a single S-class trait. The beings called the biggest disturbance in this national competition.

but.

Shin Ha-yoon knew.

Shin Yoo-seong and his party didn’t care about the rank of their attributes. Shin Yoo-seong, the disciple of King Kwon. Sumire who has a ‘penny’. One potential is Kim Eun-ah, who is rated S+.

“Hmm~”

It was difficult for Shin Ha-yoon to guess the potential of those three people.

“My brother’s party. Seemed pretty strong? Much more than I thought.”

“okay? Ha-yoon, to the extent that you would say such a thing...”

Lee Hyuk seemed to be deliberately surprised by Shin Ha-yoon’s words. There was nothing strange about Shin Yoo-seong, a disciple of King Kwon, receiving recognition from Shin Ha-yoon. It was rare for a freshman to be recognized for his skills by Shin Ha-yoon, who was known for being picky.

“Only Yooseong was interested. Whoops.”

Ha-yoon Shin looked down at Sumire with her chin on her chin. Sumire is an F-class anomaly with witch fragments.

“Thanks to you, I suffered a lot.”

Swoop.

Shin Ha-yoon said while scanning the table with her index finger with her eyes narrowed.

“Isn’t it hard to cut the knotted thread with scissors?”

Shin Ha-yoon knew it intuitively. It wasn’t luck that Sumire got the piece. Maybe this is the witch’s destiny.

If left alone, they will entangle each other like a mess of threads.

“If we don’t separate now. It’s going to get in trouble.”

Shin Ha-yoon raised her index and middle fingers like scissors and pointed them at Sumire’s body. Then, I pretended to cut it off.

“There is no need for you to fret. Anyway, now I’m in 1st grade. Hayoon, you already got 4 artifacts.”

At Lee Hyuk’s words, Shin Ha-yoon smiled. A laugh that feels the composure of a strong man like that of a predator.

“okay. You can’t be my opponent right now.”

okay. of course.

No matter what variables are added, Shin Yoo-seong’s party will not be able to reveal it to himself.

“I just hate being bothered.”

When that time comes, all preparations will have already been completed.

* * *

– The second runner is Japan’s representative! Choten Academy! Although they were defeated in Gaon, they are an indomitable team that came back with amazing results in the revival match! In particular, Seiji, the head of the party...

Except for Isshin, who was eliminated, Sakura and Seiji entered the stadium with the introduction of the Japanese team.

“Wow!”

“Sage!”

“Cherry Blossom! Look here!”

Fantastic popularity comparable to that of idols. In particular, when Sakura smiled brightly and waved her hand, one of the male students who came to see it passed out with a thumbs up with a satisfied face.

‘Is Siu really unable to come?’

Sakura looked around.

I’ve already heard that Siwoo Lee can’t come. Considering the strength of Sumire and Kim Eun-ah, it was a natural decision, and they said that there was something serious that prevented them from coming to the stadium.

‘...That guy. Even if I ask, they don’t answer.’

that’s a secret

It’s just a family thing.

I can’t tell you more.

In response to Sakura’s persistent question, Lee Si-woo spat out such a simple answer like a robot.

What the hell is going on?

Like the fire of a beacon that goes on forever without being quenched. Like the ship of Theseus, which, when broken, takes materials and repairs it. then after that. This fire continued to go on and on.

Swoop-

And now.

Dian accepted the baton, not knowing when this would end. But the terrible thing about this technique wasn’t the occasional pain.

The person who inherited this technique.

The final moments are recorded.

And it is passed on to the person who receives the next ember. It was terrible. How many endings are recorded in this spell? How many more will you record?

[No more... mana!]

Someone from the previous generation couldn’t control the power and was engulfed in flames.

[Go first. ...I’ll follow you soon.]

Someone stopped on the spot to protect someone precious.

The technique was like a living gene, recording all the deaths to the next generation without omission.

it’s like

The next end was like a kind of warning not to be like this.

ominous right hand.

flames of disaster.

Curse of Incarnation.

The magic formula passed down through constant name changes was being called this without realizing it.

The embers of Breed[bjɾjiːdj].

The eternal fire that appeared in mythology.

Before I knew it, I was being praised as a holy existence rather than an ominous one. From the moment when even the concept of a hunter had not yet been established. So far, how many times have the masters of this spell met their end?

How many sacrifices did it take for the name called disaster to mean nobility and sacredness?

Diane had nowhere to retreat.

‘I’m not alone.’

Even if the team members were eliminated and I was alone. Diane was not alone.

There was a extinguished ember in the flame that burned more and more intensely in the beacon he carried. There were many meanings in the fallen stars.

‘If I bear that burden... carrying that flame...’

Yes.

If you are defeated by those who bear the burden alone.

‘There is no meaning to this sacrifice.’

Dian and Sulshik.

And it was as if the sacrifices of all those who had passed so far would be denied.

This ember that came down everyone’s right arm in pain. If you lose your strength in the face of Adela’s cold shimmering genius. Dian no longer had to pass this pain on to others.

The sacrifice of oneself and one’s ancestors.

Even Hunter.

to mankind too.

It would be of no use to anyone.

‘but.’

so that.

Undefeated.

Because Dian risked his life and meaning every moment, he was able to burn every moment without a single defeat. That’s the result of throwing everything thinking that defeat is death.

‘so.’

With eyes that are hotter than the sun and intense. But with a colder heart than ice, Dian looked at Adela’s back.

‘If it’s to win...’

If it’s to be recognized for the meaning of himself and his ancestors. Diane didn’t care what the choice was.

‘Even if it’s a betrayal between the allies...

‘ Dian calmly walked into the portal, hiding his feelings.