[19] (EP-321.2) Three And Two Finally One #1
321 – Three And Two Finally One #1
“That was amazing, Theo-kun. Let’s take a shower together.”
“Yes.”
After a few rounds, I finished the shower with a much clearer head.
“Theo-kun, blow your nose too. Go on, like this—huff!”
“Stella-nim, I can handle that myself.”
After we were done, Stella and I naturally returned to our usual roles. The excited us and the ordinary us. Maintaining this wall and gap was key to keeping our relationship healthy.
Sometimes, the gap would be too wide that it left me feeling uneasy—at the same time, it made things more thrilling.
“Theo-kun, did you wash behind your ears and around your neck properly?”
Once her desires were satisfied, Stella always liked to take care of me like a kind older sister or mother. I guess she found me unreliable, like a child who needed constant attention.
As she dried herself with a towel, her skin seemed to glow even more than before.
Then, I slowly opened my mouth.
“Um, Stella-nim.”
“Hm? What is it?”
“No, it’s just... I was wondering if you knew any local legends or folktales?”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om
“Oh? So, you’re interested in that sort of thing too, Theo-kun? If it’s something like that, I saw a library next to this building. They might have some books on the topic. It’s late, but I think there’s a librarian on duty.”
“I see. Thank you.”
“Anything else you wanted to say?”
“Uh... Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
There was so much I wanted to say to Stella, but when it came down to it, the words never seemed to come out. So I often missed opportunities like this.
If I tell Stella that I see her as something like a friend’s aunt...
It’s hard to predict how our current dynamic, which I find quite enjoyable, might change. Let’s deepen our relationship first and take things slow.
I see.
The narratives between the two texts had differing perspectives.
The church branded the lamp fairy as heretical, while the local author, Dexte, portrayed her in a much friendlier light.
While it’s impossible to determine which account was true, considering that history was often written from the victor’s perspective, the latter might hold some merit.
“A clash between the expanding Gwangyeom Church and the existing native beliefs...”
I borrowed more books and continued reading.
Delving into older records, I discovered that the Gwangyeom God was initially rejected as a false god. It was also noted that he was the patron god of David Angmar, the continent’s first mage.
The God of Magic.
“... A demon god.”
A far more ominous name than I had anticipated.
It must have been given with fear.
The primordial era when spirits, fairies, and colossal beasts roamed. The belief in one god must have seemed utterly alien and terrifying.
Even the ancient angels’ statues were fearsome...
Then, it suddenly struck me—a vague memory of having seen that dreadful form somewhere before. Where was it? It felt as elusive as trying to remember a dream after waking up.
“Was it... beyond the door?”
The door of truth, leading to the pinnacle of great magic. A powerful and enigmatic presence that lay beyond it was beginning to surface in my mind.
Ttuk, ttuk.
Someone knocked on my door.
━Sir Theo, are you awake?
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[T/N: There’s some wordplay used in God of Magic (마법의 신) and demon god (마신). *just remove 법의 from the former]