Possessed in a Thousand Novels

11. Pink Saint (7)

Just as Cheolsu realized, Siwoo also soon realized the change in Magic Missile.

Dispel. It is also an indiscriminate destroyer that does not discriminate against magic at all.

It had value that even Si-woo, who still had little experience and knowledge about this world, could have known.

“…”

“…”

Two people who are silent. Elia was lost in profound thoughts in that silence, but Siwoo came to his senses relatively quickly.

No matter how great Dispel was, it was just one of the magic spells Siwoo had already seen in novels. In the first place, because dispel was such a balance-destroying thing, there were few novels where it was utilized properly.

From that perspective, Dispel is just an auxiliary function. Rather, it was more like a pitiful complex that uselessly broke the academy’s magic tools since it could not be controlled other than putting the ring on and taking it off.

So the conclusion Siwoo came to was simple.

“It’s just that we’ve added a slightly unique feature.”

“Is it going to end like that…”

Elia couldn’t hide her smile.

Siwoo’s indiscriminate dispel was especially useful in this world where magical civilization had developed greatly. Isn’t this the master key that immediately neutralizes all magical security?

The magic that a company hides without even registering a patent or the confidentiality that requires strict security are all of no use in front of Siwoo. There are cases where separate mechanical security exists, but mechanical security is not often used because it is too easily broken by magic.

Moreover, the thoughts of Elia, who had lived under heavy security for more than half of her life, did not stop there.

In this world where magic exists, everyone carries a gun, so the defense of important factors is as thorough as that. And of course, that defense consisted of magical artifacts and magic-using bodyguards.

But what if there was a magic missile that could pierce all magic here? Moreover, what if that magic missile is magic that has a range of several kilometers, an impact force comparable to that of an anti-materiel sniper rifle, and an impact force that does not exceed a radius of 3cm from the zero point due to a special circle just for magic missiles?

In fact, it is an ultra-long-distance instant kill.

Especially if you are a politician, you can never escape Siwoo’s gaze. Maybe it’s the Chinese president who monitors and controls magical and non-magical areas for dozens of kilometers for every event, or the Russian president who doesn’t speak loudly after an attempted coup.

Even so, there was a way to dig in if they decided, so at this moment, Siwoo became like the gun of Sarajevo. He is the one who holds the trigger that can plunge the world into disaster with just one shot.

But Siwoo didn’t know that.

“Know. “But I’m just a student.”

“Just… “Are you a student?”

“Okay. You also. And me too. “I’m just a student.”

Elia’s eyes shook greatly. Lips that are about to say something are then closed straight again. She was so confused herself.

Why? Why is my heart so agitated?

Siwoo caught it in his eyes, but he looked further away without making it noticeable.

Beyond the universe, a world beyond where humans will never reach.

“No matter how special your status or destructive power is… CopyQuality doesn’t change. We are just equal, ordinary, indifferent individuals. There is no difference between a warrior who became a beacon of humanity, an emperor who leads an empire, and even a god of a world. Always ‘Siwoo’. “It’s nothing else.”

This was Siwoo’s conclusion after listening to and synthesizing stories from countless worlds.

From people that no one cares about to people that the whole world praises. This is the destination that Siwoo has reached after being possessed by it all, taking on his role, performing his duties, and thinking about it all.

Among them, Cho Yong-si-woo, who was possessed by Ensis Anima, had a particularly large role.

“But… ! There are people in this world who need to be special. Something like that responsibility… Duty or something…”

Even as Elia said that, she didn’t know what she was contradicting.

Just a vague feeling of rejection. And fear? She was able to observe herself more clearly than anyone else, but the noise in her mind at this moment was very embarrassing.

Siwoo, the one with the eyes to filter out that noise, answered calmly.

“No one has become special. There are just people who have to pretend to be special.

High status, great responsibility, brilliant mind, famous wisdom, mighty arms, courage and charity. Okay. There are people who have that.

But does that make them ‘different’ humans? Can it be said that something extraordinary is a first-time crime? “Is it truly infinite?”

Siu’s questions and answers penetrated through the three ages of Elias. Past. Today. Future. All of Elia’s thoughts and intentions, the path she has taken, the path she has passed, and the path she will pass.

This was a very heavy topic, different from the light and interesting conversations so far. So much so that it is difficult for even Elia to answer easily.

Shoulders shaking. Breasts that swell and then shrink. After several breaths that became as rough as the intense emotions, Elia evaded her answer with a strained voice.

“… Hour. Give me some time.”

“Yes, as much as you want.”

Siwoo smiled.

He was confident that he was on the right path.

*

Elia hid her own anxiety with her divine powers and acting.

It might not have been the case when she was openly looking forward to a conversation with Si-woo like the last time, but her complicated thoughts due to her agony and contemplation were not something that was worth revealing to others. She thought it was something she would have to deal with alone anyway, and that she was just worrying others for no reason.

Everyone was fooled by the smile that was like glass that never breaks. In the first place, this wasn’t the first time. Whenever she had a difficult or difficult problem, she would pretend to be flawless like this to buy time until the problem was resolved.

Because she is a saint.

Even Si-woo, the one who caused her concern, thought for a moment that nothing had happened, so his acting skills were outstanding. The layer of mask she put on herself was so deep and good due to her saintly nature that no one dared to delve into its depths and uncover her mask.

She shouldn’t have been there.

However, because she was worried about the meaning of the mask and her super-normal nature, there were times when the mask broke.

And there was a person next to her saint.

At one time, she was proud that she knew Elia well in this world, and now that she has realized her own mistakes, she has developed even further, and her one eye for seeing Elia is truly the most outstanding person in the world.

Jo Yoo-young.

With difficulty, she read the face behind Elia’s mask, and quickly figured out the cause. After all, there was only one person in this academy who could cause trouble.

‘Who else would it be if not Cheon Si-woo? Even if not, he would know everything.’

Nevertheless, Yooyoung, who was not particularly angry, went to look for Siwoo without realizing that she unconsciously trusted Siwoo a lot.

And Siwoo was dumbfounded at the sight of him coming to visit at random times.

“What on earth do you think of me?”

“Well. So do you know something? No, looking at his expression, I guess he did it himself.”

Hot. Si-Woo internally evaluated Yoo-Young. At least it doesn’t seem like a lie.

Since a first impression is a first impression, her position in Siwoo’s heart was still that much.

“Hmm… It’s not that what I did was wrong. To say that I committed it is an exaggeration…”

“It’s a long story.”

Ha. Yooyoung sighs. Si-Woo was surprised that Yoo-Young’s reaction was so calm.

Wasn’t Elia her vice? The moment Yooyoung came to see her, she was on high alert as Siwoo was even prepared for an actual battle, but when she actually looked at him, she wondered if the sun would rise in the west.

Yooyoung smiled as if looking down at Siwoo.

“Why? “Do you want me to be angry?”

“No… But I wonder why you don’t get angry.”

“That’s right, because I know Elia well.”

Is this already the third time she’s said this? The words had a different meaning each time they were said, but this time they were stronger than before.

Si-woo, realizing the condensed meaning of those words, was inadvertently impressed. The fact that she wasn’t angry at Si-woo’s actions meant that she had reached the same conclusion as Si-woo.

If Yooyoung, who has no knowledge of the chat window or even read her ‘original history’, sees the exact same thing as Siwoo, then it would be safe to say that she really knows Elia best.

How much has he grown since I never saw him? As Siwoo’s eyes brightened, Yooyoung looked dissatisfied.

“What. Why do you look at me like that?”

“Because I thought it was amazing.”

Yooyoung turned her head to Siwoo’s honest answer as always. I can’t believe ‘that Siwoo’ said that. Her face turned red because she was thrilled, but also a little proud of herself for being happy with such a guy’s praise.

Yooyoung answered steadfastly, trying not to look at Siwoo who was tilting her head obnoxiously.

“In the first place, you who said that Elia would fall apart just because of me, didn’t you know Elia? Did she see Elia that much?”

“That… That’s right. Sorry. “It was harsh back then.”

“It’s okay. She didn’t come to hear an apology. It’s not entirely wrong. So, what are you going to do?”

“I see. What do we do.”

“Hey… !”

There really wasn’t any solution.

This time, Si-Woo hurriedly spoke out, ignoring Yoo-Young’s increasingly sinister gaze.

“It’s not like I didn’t have anything in mind. The problem is that Elia herself is trying to take on too much of a role, so she becomes someone that Elia can rely on, or at least allows her to feel that she is a normal girl. “For example, did she let Elia play a trick on you?”

“Stupid Elia… !”

“Why don’t you just sit him down and feed him some food?”

“Elia being nursed… !!”

“They forced me to lie down and do nothing all day.”

“Ellia lying down… !!!”

At that point, Siwoo narrowed her eyes and looked at Yooyoung. Either way, Yooyoung covered her mouth with both hands and squealed.

I said this to induce this reaction from the beginning. But anyway, isn’t this too harsh? The drooling and nosebleeds were clearly the hallmarks of Crazy Psycho Lez, so it was hard to watch right under her nose.

“Wake up a little. “I thought it was okay until just now.”

“Why. What. “I’m usually like this.”

“I know…”

The original novel without Si-woo. It was difficult to put into words all the insidious thoughts Eugene had in his mind. In the first place, the original work itself was a novel that felt like reading.

Compared to that, Yooyoung’s reaction right now was mild to mild, so Siwoo didn’t react any more.

“Anyway, I was thinking about such a solution… It seemed too temporary. “I doubt whether it will have a direct effect, and I don’t know if it can replace the events of the original game.”

“I guess so. Since the two of us are already involved like this, I guess the route has gone wrong long ago.”

“Okay. So I decided to just solve the fundamental problem right away.”

“That means… ?”

“Well, is there anything special?”

Siwoo smiled broadly.

“I have to go find it in person. To the Church of Eden.”