Kim Giryeo's casual remark beca the seed of new confusion. However, the opportunity to correct it never cos.
As ntioned again, Esther was a highly social person for a curse sorcerer, so she had the ability to adapt to the other party's intentions, knowing when to start and end conversations. Esther tactfully kept quiet. After a long pause, she pushed the empty teacup aside and spoke, 'I have an appointnt in the afternoon, so I should be going now. I hope you have a pleasant rest of the day.' Giryeo nodded graciously, seeing the guest with purple hair off with sincerity.
Now that the visitor had left, it was ti to return to the usual routine. No more distractions, just the peaceful flow of a veryday life.
"Hmm."
Beep.
Giryeo listened to the sound of the door lock clicking shut, lost in thought.
Cadavers donated for dissection by scholars. Or, the corpse of the awakened person after being embald according to the wishes of the bereaved family.
As briefly ntioned in the previous conversation, these were the only potential sources of bodies that ca to mind. However, how could an outsider like himself manage to steal them? Honestly, it's true that in this world, if you have money, nothing is impossible.
'Buying and using a body where the death is clearly known is also really not ideal.'
There were still mountains of issues left to address.
① Attach flesh to the corpse and modify the face and fingerprints.
Using an old corpse and altering its appearance to pretend it's soone else was sothing he disliked from the start. Because borrowing soone else's body and then carelessly altering its exterior just because the appearance didn't suit him felt like an act of shalessness.
'I don't feel like it.'
Just as he couldn't understand many of Earth's cultures, the customs of the Alphaut were also confusing by the standards of this place.
A typical example would be the change in appearance of the corpse ntioned earlier.
The planet in the binary star system has long viewed the form of the body as a significant part of the ego. Given the nature of aging and its changes over ti, on the other hand, the wrinkles and growth of the flesh can also be respected as evidence of the life that the deceased has lived.
'Right. Well, since there's genetic identification technology here anyway, just changing the appearance won't be safe. Let's save that trick for the very end.'
The one who claid Giryeo's body was a sowhat old-fashioned scholar. In modern Alphaut, many young people had their organs and even skin altered just to follow the latest trends, so naturally, the custom of avoiding significant changes to a body without prior consent had gradually disappeared. However, this archmage still adhered to the ancient unwritten rule.
Of course, it wasn't just for sentintal reasons. If any part of the body taken through body exchange was replaced with materials of a different substance or organic matter with incompatible genetic information, it would inevitably result in a decrease in overall magical power. Furthermore, just like organ transplants on Earth, there was the risk of a destructive rejection response from the body.
There's no denying the old saying. Perhaps the abstract views on death, passed down through the ages, were the wisdom of ancestors, cautioning against the decline in efficiency that such changes could bring.
"Hmm."
Thump.
For the sa reason, the alien wizard, who had maintained a sowhat similar appearance from the ti of their rebirth to the present, briefly touched his lips in contemplation.
"Then."
Now, the remaining options are Option 2 and Option 3.
② Find the body of an unclaid person who has no family to conduct a funeral.
③ Take the body of soone who has just died, without anyone knowing about their death (and was alone). Then, pretend to be the person who has co back to life.
"Hmm..."
This would require a disaster where a large number of awakened individuals die, and you'd have to pray while offering water just to make it happen.
'Do I, as an archmage, really have to resort to such degrading acts?'
Giryeo walked with heavy steps, lost in deep thought. Since Esther had left, he returned the [Sacred Tree Seedling], which he had hidden in the bathroom, to its original spot on the balcony.
Above all, he had to finish the bath he had been taken. Since he had hastily disposed of the diluted blood to prevent the Earthling from possibly discovering its use, he now had to prepare everything from the beginning again.
'Oh my, my God.'
Either way, even if he had left the bathtub as it was, the item would have already lost its effectiveness the mont the water turned lukewarm. But now that things had co to this, it was nothing short of a nuisance.
'I do like water, but I never wanted to soak in it this often!'
Whoosh.
Giryeo sat on the high threshold between the bathroom and the living room, casting water magic as naturally as breathing. As he watched the water fill the foldable bathtub, he pondered the tasks he needed to accomplish.
Fortunately, unlike these botherso worries, his final wish was fulfilled much sooner than expected.
Currently, it is the era of Dungeon Shock. The gates are like wells thirsting for humanity's demise, and their pulley constantly carries and spreads misfortune.
***
Scenes like this often appear in movies.
Whew-
It's a scene where the character falls into deep thought for a while, then walks to their study and pulls a book from the shelf. However, since the character is the protagonist of a spy thriller, they don't have the luxury of enjoying reading during the 2-hour runti. So why did the protagonist pull the green hardcover book?
Rattle!Kneek!
This was because the thick philosophy book acted as a lever that connected to a hidden room behind the bookshelf. It feels like a bulletproof umbrella for agents or a pen with a hidden poison needle are typically stored in such secret places.
A space of my own, known only to . A secret hideout.
The sense of romance in such a concept isn't limited to just children of 7 or 8 years old. But what if this secret room were truly a space that no one knew about? If an unnad character, having forgotten to explain the bookshelf to an elderly retired couple, went ahead and completed the sale of the mansion, would that sa hidden space still feel aningful in a positive light?
Especially if we add the twist that a burglar has begun hiding and living in that secret room, it would no longer be viewed positively. For us—intelligent beings—ignorance often symbolizes fear.
...
...
"Hello?"
I said to the connected phone.
"Ah, yes. Hello. I saw on the app that it says you're only accepting phone orders right now. Yes. Yes."
At this mont, what flows is the dry sound produced by the respiratory system of a deceased body. Now that the lung issue was resolved, the vocal cords, however, still retained the changes caused by smoking and genetic factors.
"Please deliver one set of cheese donkatsu for one person. I'll pay in cash. It's 50,000 won bill."
As long as communication is possible, it doesn't really matter.
"Take your ti, but make sure the delivery is safe. Yes. I'll hang up now."
Tuk.
I finished the call, put my phone with the screen turned off into my pocket, and stretched.
It was another Monday, the number of which I no longer knew. To be more precise, it had been about 48 hours since Esther's visit. However, regardless of the passage of ti, one scholar was still stuck in the sa position. To be secretly searching for a corpse in such an advanced society...
'If I use Blueshell, I could sohow manage to use invisibility magic, but I wonder if my kidneys will give out before I even get to dig up the corpse...'
It's complicated. Maybe I should fill my empty stomach first and think about it later.
'Since I have ti until the food arrives, I might as well clean up while I rest.'
Giryeo's studio apartnt. Perhaps because he had lived in this small space for so long, he was starting to feel a sense of attachnt.
I raised a finger instead of using my tentacles, casting a simple gesture to activate a living spell. It was a telekinetic technique that gathered light debris from around into a single point in the air.
"No!"
However, the cleaning magic I used without thinking consud more magic power than expected, and I felt dizzy for a mont.
"This is crazy."
Until the last ti, it had been a habit to clean with both arms, so when the ti ca to clear dust again, I had promised myself I would definitely use the magic I had prepared!
"This damn body..."
Keugh.
I paused in the living room with my hand pressed to my forehead. And then, without stopping complaining, I headed towards the veranda to guide the cleaning vows. It was so absurd that I couldn't help but laugh. If it had been like before, that recent drain of mana would have left in a temporary mana burnout state, and I would have experienced suffocation again. Well...
"Is this enough for ?"
I used the duster that the owner of the body bought before he died to dust off the various foreign substances on the shelves that I couldn't rember with magic. It took about five minutes.
Next, I cleaned the floor with a vacuum cleaner and a wet mop. It took about 10 minutes.
Since I still had ti, I cleaned the bathroom thoroughly with a brush, spending an additional 11 minutes on that.
This morning, I carefully hung up the contents of another clothing delivery that arrived under the na Seo Yohan.
"_"
Before I knew it, an hour had passed. It wasn't until later that I realized, for so reason, the food delivery was taking much longer today. Of course, I had told them it was fine to take their ti, but...
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