Episode 49
“I know the future.”
“……”
“To be precise, in fragments.”
It was just as Baek Do-hyun expected.
The air had changed. The space that had felt like the middle of a comfortable forest was nowhere to be found.
A sinister aura touched the back of my neck. It felt like I was trapped in the middle of a thorn forest.
“……”
“……”
Kyeonjirok irritably ran his hand through his hair. Ah, f*ck.
“I was just wondering if I could find a decent one after a long time.”
“I understand. You probably don’t believe me.”
“I really hate web novels. You know why?”
First, my family’s carnivore is addicted to it and makes phone payments of several hundred thousand won every month without fail.
And secondly.
“People who can’t tell the difference between fiction and reality regularly make a fuss like this. They don’t even know what the ‘world rate’ is. What, did you pick up the Prophet trait in the tutorial?”
“From the perspective of someone who has made a ‘covenant,’ there is nothing more terrifying than the penalty of the ‘world rate.’ I am aware of that.”
“……”
“It’s not like the ‘Prophet’ trait where you just eat money without any output.”
Slowly, Gyeonjirok raised his back.
Just by gathering energy, it became much easier to speak. Baek Do-hyun continued speaking calmly.
“There was a doll that we used to share among the three siblings. We lost it when we were little, and lied to our older sister and younger sister, saying we gave it to a friend.”
“……Fuck.”
“It’s under the attic drawer.”
“……”
Gyeon Ji-rok slowly takes out his cell phone while looking at it.
Since it was a space where there were only two people, the signal tone and voice on the phone rang out as it was.
“Where are you, home?”
[“Yeah, why?”]
“Excuse me, but go to the attic. Right now.”
[Oh my. Why didn’t you even clean the place!”]
“Quickly. And right now, go and look, there’s the drawer that Mom moved a long time ago? Right under there…”
“You’ll have to put your hand deep in. It’ll be stuck between the chest of drawers and the cabinet.”
“……Put your hand deep, deep down the drawer and look through it.”
[“Oh my god, what the hell is this? It’s annoying. Why are you making me do something like this? (Fucking Bambi).”]
“I can hear everything……”
[Huh? Huh? What the? Hey, Kyeonjirok! Oppa, you said you gave this to Kkotbambi’s friend and left it here!”]
“……Hang up. I’ll call you back.”
[“Hey, hey!”]
Kyeon Ji-rok, who had hung up the phone, covered his mouth. He muttered with a slightly pale face.
“That’s right. I don’t know anyone but you. I didn’t tell anyone……”
It was like he was talking to his own covenant.
It seemed like the psychological impact was so great that I forgot that I was speaking out loud and not in my head.
Baek Do-hyun smiled gently.
“Gilma was so happy when he found it later that he started talking about it everywhere. So much so that the guild members even memorized the location.”
A few minor verifications followed.
The room was filled with silence. Kyeonjirok, who was resting his hand on his forehead, was silent.
It was time to ease the shock to some extent.
“I don’t know everything. As I said before, I only know ‘fragments’ of what will happen in the future. It’s a bit vague.”
Of course this is a lie.
Instead of saying that these are things he has already experienced ‘once’, Baek Do-hyun explained that he can only see parts of the future.
I never intended to tell Gyeonjirok everything I knew about my regression or what was going to happen.
The world rate penalty is a penalty, but…
The one who chose to return was Baek Do-hyeon.
There was absolutely no reason for the current person, who had never experienced the ‘previous world’, to take on the burden that he had not chosen.
After a moment of silence, Kyeonjirok asked quietly.
“Why did you tell me this?”
Baek Do-hyeon answered immediately.
“Because you are the ‘leader’ of Babylon.”
“……”
“Whether you accept me or not, I thought it would be right to tell you in advance.”
“……”
“Also, if you accept, in the future, when everyone else is saying ‘YES’ and I am the only one saying ‘NO’, as the leader, I should know the reason.”
For Baek Do-hyeon, it was Gyeonjirok’s trust that was absolutely necessary, more than anyone else’s.
It was all his fault that he had revealed secrets mixed with lies.
A neck that is tilted with a light sigh.
A necklace gleamed between the collar. Yes, that necklace. Baek Do-hyun tried to tear his gaze away from the place where it was trying to linger.
‘Kyeon Ji-rok, Kyeon Geum-hee, and……’
Hold on.
The exact circumstances behind Joe’s turning away from humanity were unknown.
However, I could vaguely guess who Baek Do-hyeon, the Magic King’s brother, was.
‘One of my brothers died.’
The problem is that I don’t know which one is the most important, Bambi or the youngest.
Because the Magic King took both the body of my dead brother and my surviving brother.
No one knew of his whereabouts after that. When Baek Do-hyun returned in a hurry, the situation had already ended.
“It’s creepy, it’s creepy, it’s really suspicious.”
“……”
“I like it. Strangely.”
Kyeon Ji-rok looked straight at Baek Do-hyeon.
“In the future you see, we are very close.”
“……yes.”
Not someone else, but another ‘me’ who has been verified…
“It seems clear that you know something. I guess it wouldn’t be bad to believe you and pretend to be fooled.”
He found some free time and smiled.
“We can put the intention and purpose aside and gradually reveal them.”
“It will never cause any harm.”
“Of course it should be like that. If you knew who is sitting in front of you and what this sentence means.”
The young leader’s fingers touched the top of the contract.
A symbol depicting deer antlers and a golden laurel wreath of victory. The guild mark of Babylon.
And the rune-written sentence below is…
“[The blood of a friend is hot, the blood of an enemy is cold.]”
“Good. You can read runes too.”
Gyeonjirok nodded, smiling.
“Sign it, then. Put in some magic.”
Baek Do-hyeon’s hand, which was about to breathe magic into the fountain pen and sign, stopped for a moment.
‘for a moment.’
It used to be B-class, but…
I rolled around as much as I could, and worked really hard to get an S-rank this time.
The first entry rank was 10th, which is pretty much the top ten. Isn’t it okay to make one request?
Baek Do-hyeon, who had been hesitating, raised his head again.
“why?”
“……Now that I think about it, I’d like to put forth one condition.”
“What? People who change their words are the worst.”
“It’s not material.”
“What is it?”
“……Informal speech.”
“ok?”
“I want to speak informally too.”
“……”
“And if possible… I wish the guild leader would call me hyung.”
“……”
“I was born in XX, I’m 25. Excuse me, Leader, but what year were you born?”
“……Hyun-i, sign it.”
Adventure. Now that we’re in the same family, we should talk comfortably among ourselves.
At that time, Gyeon Ji-rok, who had always spoken informally to a man five years his senior, was resting his chin on his hand and whistling for no reason.
– Knock knock, I brought the tea, boss.
This is a good thing, I was thirsty.
After finishing signing, Baek Do-hyeon raised his head with that thought.
“……?”
The condition of the person in front of me is not good at all.
Suddenly, he looked like he had downed about fifteen cups of gosamcha. His languid eyes suddenly became crumpled.
“What’s wrong? What’s the problem?”
“……I told you to do that, but this hyung’s words are quite natural, no, no. No.”
– Knock, knock, knock. I brought you the (dirty heavy) tea, boss.
……Shit.
“Oh, come in then!”
A rebuke that brought up all my inner frustration.
The door opens gently.
And then, the loud, rattling noise that followed.
It was the first time in Baek Do-hyun’s life that he had seen a teacup twist so violently.
“(Ahhh…… Are there no hands or feet? Those who were born with intact limbs should know how to eat and drink on their own. Do we really have to order people around in this democratic era? You dirty pigs and dogs of capitalism.)”
“I can hear you. I can hear you all. Damn it.”
It’s a magical realm where not a single drop of tea splashes out.
Baek Do-hyun’s jaw dropped like a circus audience member.
A set of cups were placed in front of me, making a loud sound.
‘The green tea… is so strong… it’s the color of moss.’
Is it safe to drink this?
In front of Baek Do-hyeon, who had become seriously serious, Young Boss Gyeon Ji-rok, whose face looked like his soul had been ripped out by a threshing machine in just a few seconds, opened his mouth.
“Hello……”
“oh.”
“……This is our……new egg, Baseng.”
“high.”
A short-sleeved shirt with a sharp edge that looks like it was ironed (by someone else).
Short hair with every strand of bangs tied back with a hairband. Horn-rimmed glasses that are clearly part of the concept, although I don’t know where they came from.
But no matter how hard I try to cosplay as a motivated new employee, the aura of innate laziness that seeps from deep within me can never be hidden…
“Mr. Kyeonji… This is Mr. Baek Do-hyeon, who will be working under Babylon from today.”
“Yo! Welcome!”
“No, no, that’s not it! Hey! If you need anything, just let me know. That’s how you should say it!”
“That’s right.”
“X haircut!”
Once, Gyeonjirok falls down while holding his back. Once, Gyeonjio calmly waves one hand.
Baek Do-hyun awkwardly smiled as he took turns watching the siblings filming a sitcom.
Brother, no, why is the Magic King here…?
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