Chapter 523 – Laughter of Martial Arts
“Come on! Sprinkle a drop of your blood here. I’ll tell you about your future.”
“Sperm blood? What is it?”
“…He’s a guy who doesn’t have any basics.”
The master glares at Seong-il with a bewildered expression and begins to explain about true blood.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry. I’m not originally from this world.”
“It’s done! Quickly spray the blood.”
“…”
As the guru explained, Seong-il begins to gather his inner energy extremely condensed. When his energy gathers to the point that his fingers are about to explode, he nicks his fingertips with the other hand that contains energy, causing him to bleed.
‘Oh…’
The appearance of a drop of blood full of power. When it lands in the middle of the fortune line, the bamboo in the barrel and the compass begin to oscillate like crazy.
“^#$&$@…”
A noh master who murmurs incomprehensible magic at high speed. Then, unusual power begins to condense in the Yin-Yang pattern of the eight trigrams below.
‘Something familiar…?’
Seong-il feels similar to the power to read one’s causality in the Taoist’s technique. However, compared to his own ability, he could feel that the guru’s fortune-telling moves with tremendous precision.
“Suck!!”
The guru who closed his eyes and concentrated for a long time. Then, with his shriek, he tosses the barrel into the air.
‘This…’
Small but innumerable incantations written on pieces of bamboo. They respond to a certain force and light up the surroundings by glowing golden.
“… Go to the world you have already been to. There is a road there.”
“The world I’ve been to? Where exactly are you talking about?”
“Where the book was.”
In response to Seongil’s question, the guru raised his hand with a troubled expression and pointed to the magic book of wonder.
“An immeasurable, ineffable being is there. He will give you an ordeal. If you solve it, you will receive something auspicious.”
“But there…”
A situation where there is an evil mage, Demilich Argent, who is close to a demigod who wants to use himself. Seong-il is speechless after being told by the guru to go to such a place again.
“Shh!! I’ll answer that later.”
After saying that, the Tosa once again collects the bamboo scattered in the bamboo tube and starts the ceremony again.
“The second one… Oh! It’s related to the original Jinin. I think it’ll be of great help to you if you use the oil I’m leaving for you. I’ll just have to explain this, so let’s move on…”
Perhaps the second form of fortune-telling is related to the tradition of Nodosa. Maybe it’s related to himself, but he seems to be under less pressure than in the first prophecy.
“…This is the last one.”
A guru who really struggles to lift a bamboo tube and collect bamboo. For some reason, Seong-il feels that his body is gradually fading.
“Do not try to solve the problems of your hometown by yourself. In addition, there is an answer even if you do not reveal the truth to those around you.”
“…?”
The words of an obscure guru. He had a puzzled look on his face because Seong-il didn’t understand him, but the master continued the conversation with a concentrated expression.
“Fighting against a mighty enemy is not the only solution. Of course, this is also a very difficult road, but the odds are high. Think about the cause of the fight! Think about cause and effect. Always think that there is a way to win without fighting. . Do you understand?”
After saying that, the guru staggered and fell half-prostrate on the floor.
“Kuluk… Cool…!!”
Perhaps the consumption was enormous, but the old master is vomiting blood and struggling very much.
‘My body…Is getting more and more translucent…?’
A little while ago, the guru’s body became slightly transparent, so he wondered if he was mistaken. However, as the situation progresses, Seong-il realizes that his body is really disappearing like an illusion.
“Keuk… It’s quite a terrifying and secretive heavenly craft! To think that half of my training was blown away…”
A very tired old master staggering and muttering. Seong-il realizes that he is naturally disappearing and is troubled.
‘I think the investigator will disappear before I even hear the interpretation of the second divination…!!’
Seong-il feels that emotion is sending a strong warning to him. At the same time, he realizes that there are items around him that can help him, albeit slightly.
“Elixir…!!!”
Seong-il realized what that sense meant. He reached out without hesitation, opened the elixir bottle, and quickly handed it to the guru.
“…Isn’t that the elixir of the reverse? You should use it! It’s not something for someone like me who will soon disappear from the top ranks.”
“This one? This one automatically regenerates three times a month with just a bottle? It’s practically free.”
“…Really? Then you should have put it out right away!!”
Upon Seong-il’s explanation that the elixir is regenerating, the guru quickly grabs the elixir bottle and hurriedly pours the potion into his mouth.
“Gulp… Gulp…!!”
A guru who drinks the remaining two doses of elixir in an instant. Then, as if his energy had stabilized, his body began to take shape again.
“Huuuuu… I can endure it for a while. What the hell is this elixir? How can I reveal the heavenly secrets and restore my dying body for a while? Huh heh…”
‘… Even though I drank two servings of the elixir that revives the dead, it still says ‘for a while’?’
The guru grabs the elixir bottle and muttered in an astonishing tone. After taking a deep breath, he continues talking to Seong-il.
“I’ll answer your question now. Ask quickly. I borrowed the potion’s power, but it only delayed the top line for a while, and I don’t have much time left.”
The guru speaks to Seong-il with a very tired expression. The words were slow, but a strange tension was felt inside.
“The world where I got this book…”
Seong-il calmly begins to recite the demilich of the cursed throne world and the hidden setting about it.
‘It’s fortunate that I’m usually interested in the behind-the-scenes stories of games and Easter eggs…’
Seong-il is a person who was active a thousand years ago in the world of Game of Thrones, where the demilich agent was cursed, and is the emperor of the legendary magic empire that was destroyed by a magic plague. He recites to the guru that he is a mighty lich.
“What about… Is it difficult to enter that world because that demigod is aiming for you?”
“That’s right. His skills are no less than that of the investigator. Take a look at this book right away. Where is this ordinary item? He gave me this kind of thing casually.”
“Heh heh… You also have a knack for calling bad guys around you? If you listen to what you say, you shouldn’t even bump into him.”
“…”
At the teacher’s words, Seong-il put on a sullen expression and lowered his head. The guru giggled and took something out of the crack by swinging his fire gin.
“You’re stealing away the wealth of the true people you saw!! I got it! Take this too!”
The guru throws a talisman with strange characters written on it at Seong-il.
“This…?”
A talisman with a mixture of silver, gold and red. It looks slightly less powerful than the previous amulet, but Seong-il feels that this amulet is also a formidable treasure.
“It’s called the Samseon Puppet. It’s a deterioration of the Jema Orebu that I gave you earlier. Look at him from a distance of ten distances near the villain and throw it into the air. Then, the talisman will be I will instantly seal the causality of your enemy’s past, present, and future for an instant and immobilize him. It takes roughly half an hour…”
“…I don’t think I’ll be able to subdue him in that amount of time. According to legend, his body is harder than a single season in his ten thousand years. Unless it’s the strongest magic weapon or a weapon containing the power of a god, it can’t even be scratched. Story According to the legend, even the claws of dragons cannot scratch its body.”
Seong-il calmly explains the powerful body of the demilich based on the game setting. However, at Seong-il’s words, the master answers with a snort.
“Who told you to fight?”
“…Sure?”
“Don’t you have an evil orb you just got. The one that traps others in a terrible void.”
“Ah… Is this…?”
At the words of the guru, Seong-il opens his inventory and takes out a black ball and puts it in his face. The guru who saw this nodded his head and replied.
“That’s right. That’s right. According to what you said, as soon as you throw the marble, the villain will immediately evade or bounce the marble, but if he is attacked by the Three Lines Puppet Club, he will not be able to resist and will be easily caught by the marble.”
“Aha…”
Seong-il understood the guru’s words. In the meantime, he explains the characteristics of the black ball and asks questions.
“…So, if I subdue him by locking him in the orb, can I make him submit and use him as a minion?”
“Eki! A sound that makes no sense. If you listen to the fragments of your memories and stories, he is not a living being! The marble is an object that binds the life and energy of living beings, then inflicts pain and intimidates them into submission. Do you really think that method would work for that corpse, the ‘dead man’? He was still sane after enduring the seal a thousand years ago, so locking him up and threatening him wouldn’t work either. Wouldn’t it be better if he caught a dragon-like guy…”
“Ah…”
“Just seal him with a marble and hide him forever! It doesn’t seem like he’s going to have a good influence anyway. If you do good by dealing with him, your karma will change for the better.”
“Okay…”
Seong-il thought that he might be able to capture Argent and treat him as a subordinate. However, when it seems impossible, he sighs and agrees.
‘I’m sorry about the black ball…But sooner or later I’ll be able to get a white ball as a reward, so it’ll be fine.’
After all, there are alternatives. Seong-il might take the guru’s advice, but he decides to use the black ball to be able to walk again in the Cursed Throne world.
“Take it.”
“…This?”
While trying to ask about other fortune-telling, Seong-il looks puzzled when the guru hands him something out of nowhere.
A doll the size of a fist made of wood. The doll, which had strange incantations written on it, had a strange power.
“Can’t you use a clone of yourself using a mask and a jeweled doll?”
“Ah, yes. That’s right. Quite useful. It’s saved me a few times.”
“Yes. It seemed so. The doll will enhance your abilities.”
“Is this…?”
At the words of the guru, Seong-il picks up the wooden doll and examines it closely.
“Yes. Do you know puppetry?”
“No…?”
A word you hear for the first time. Since it is an unfamiliar term that did not appear in Laughter of Martial Arts, Seong-il gives a look that he does not know at all when asked by the guru.
“Well… That could be the case. Puppetry is a kind of magic. You, who have focused on martial arts, may not know.”
With that, the master grabs the doll from Seong-il and throws it high in the air, muttering something.
“Mmmm…”
Nodosa muttering non-stop after making a strange hand decision. Then, surprisingly, his doll begins to inflate and transforms into the same figure as the guru.
“Did you see?”
“Oh…”
Seong-il looks interested in the effect similar to the spirit mask.
“As you can see, your jewel doll clone technique is good enough to use, but it seems that there is a limit to its ability?”
“Ah, that’s right. He’s just as strong as a strong man.”
“Yes. However, if you use this puppet technique, you will be able to copy and use up to three-tenths of your strength, albeit in a limited way. Well… There are other limitations… Ji.”
“Wow!!!”
The unconventional guru’s answer. In fact, Seong-il shows a very excited look because he can get a powerful subordinate that grows.
“Is it okay if I throw the doll and memorize the spell?”
“There’s no need to do that. The technique is extremely difficult, so it’s not something you can use if you don’t know the techniques.”
“…Then wouldn’t that be meaningless?”
Seong-il looks slightly disappointed. The guru gave a slight snort at the figure and then pointed to Seongil’s spirit mask.
“You bastard! You already know similar spells! What kind of dog shit…”
“Ah, could that be…?”
“Yes! Just like you did, you can put inner energy into a jewel and plant it on the neck puppet’s chest and use the clone technique as before. Originally, you used an ordinary jewel-studded doll to clone it, but replace it with that wooden puppet.”
“Ohh…”
The story of a guru who now understands. Seong-il looks at the wooden doll he is holding and asks him back.
“Then what about dolls…?”
“Take this.”
“!!”
A guru throws a small book to Seong-il. The book contained instructions for making wooden puppets, along with detailed incantation texts.
“You’ll just have to use the doll as written there. However, dolls can’t be made from any material. They can only be smelted with spiritual branches.”
“That means…”
“Yes. That’s right.”
Seong-il realizes that he is referring to Widgrasil at the guru’s answer.
‘…In addition, the bark of Weedgrassil’s sapling remains.’
Having heard that spirituality remains in the sapling of Widgrassil, which lacks the spirit of the world tree, Seong-il realizes that there are quite a few ingredients for puppetry.
“…The puppet maker is probably in a world you haven’t been to yet. However, I don’t know where it is.”
“Will it be difficult for my existing colleagues?”
“Yes. Judging from your memories, none of them have talent as a puppet. However, I wonder if there is a puppeteer among the ‘games’ you played. Otherwise, there would be no reason to feel a connection with you. That’s homework. Find out on your own.”
“Yes yes…”
Perhaps there is a colleague dedicated to creating puppets for the new game. Sooner or later, Seong-il decides to find a place where he can find a new colleague.
“Then… Shall we talk about the last thing?”
Seong-il looks at the guru with a nervous expression when an important story related to reality seems to come out.
