“To be precise, I know a fragmented piece of the future.”
It was just as Baek Dohyun had anticipated.
The air changes suddenly. The atmosphere that felt like a comfortable forest is now nowhere to be found.
A somber energy touches the back of Baek Dohyun’s neck.
It feels as if he’s trapped in the middle of thickets of thorns.
“…”
“…”
Gyeon Jirok’s swept his hair in annoyance.
“Ugh, damn it. I thought I finally found someone decent.”
“I understand. You might find it hard to believe.”
“I hate web novels. Do you know why?”
First, our house parasite got addicted to it, spending tens of thousands of won on her phone regularly.
And second.
“People who can’t distinguish between fiction and reality periodically babble on things like this. They don’t even know what the [World’s Law] is. Well, did you pick up the prophet’s trait during the tutorial?”
“From the perspective of someone bound by a covenant, there’s nothing as dreadful as the penalty of [World Law’s]. I am aware of that.”
“…”
“And it’s not like a leech characteristic that only consumes money without any output, like the prophet’s trait.”
Slowly, Gyeon Jirok straightened his back.
Just the fact that his energy had subsided made speaking much easier. Baek Dohyun spoke calmly.
“There were three siblings who shared a cherished doll. One of the siblings lost it, then they lied to their sister that they gave it to a friend.”
“…Damn.”
“That doll is under a drawer in your attic.”
“…”
Staring at him, Gyeon Jirok slowly took out his mobile phone.
In the confined space, the beeping sound and conversation voices echoed.
“Where are you, are you home?”
[Yeah, why?]
“Sorry, but go check the attic. Right now.”
[Ah, darn. Why? That place is dirty!]
“Hurry. And, go to the old drawer that Mom moved. Under there……”
“You’ll have to reach deep into it. It should be wedged between the wardrobe and the drawer.”
“…Reach deep into the drawer below.”
[Ah, really, what a nuisance. Making me do this. (Damn, Bambi).]
“I can hear everything……”
[What do you want… hey! What’s this? Hey! Gyeon Jirok! Oppa, did you stash this doll, saying you gave it to a friend?]
“…I’ll hang up. I’ll call again later.”
[Hey, hey!]
Gyeon Jirok ended the call and covered his mouth. With a somewhat pale complexion, he mumbled. “I haven’t even told anyone……”
The psychological impact was so significant that he seemed unaware of the fact that he was speaking verbally.
Baek Dohyun gently smiled.
“You were very happy when the doll was found out later and talked about it everywhere. The guild members remembered the place to the extent of memorizing that location.”
After a few more minor verifications, there was silence.
Gyeon Jirok, who touched his forehead, remained silent. It was the moment when the shock was somewhat alleviated.
“I don’t know everything. As I mentioned earlier, knowing future events ‘fragmentarily’ is just that. It’s scattered.”
Of course, it was a lie.
Because he had no intention of telling Gyeon Jirok all about the regression or what would happen in the future.
After a moment of silence, Gyeon Jirok asked softly, “Why did you tell me this?”
Baek Dohyun responded promptly. “Because you are the ‘leader’ of Babylon.” “……”
“Whether you accept me or not, aside from that, I judged that it is right to tell you in advance. And if you do accept, even when everyone else says ‘YES’ in a situation, I alone shout ‘NO’, the leader should know the reason.”
Baek Dohyun absolutely needed the trust of Gyeon Jirok, not anyone else.
Gyeon Jirok sighed lightly, wetting his throat.
A necklace sparkled between the folds of his clothes.
Yes, that necklace.
Baek Dohyun forcibly diverted his gaze, trying not to linger. ‘Gyeon Jirok, Gyeon Geumhee, and….’
Gyeon Jioh.
The exact reason why Zio turned away from humanity is not precisely known.
However, Baek Dohyun could vaguely guess, as much as he knew who the siblings of the Magician King were.
‘One of the siblings died.’
Whether that one was Bambi or the youngest, he doesn’t know. No one knew her whereabouts afterward. When Baek Dohyun returned hastily, the situation had already concluded.
“It’s uncomfortable and eerie. Very suspicious.”
“…”
“I like it. Strangely.”
Gyeon Jirok looked directly at Baek Dohyun.
“In the future you saw, we’re very close, right?”
“…Yes.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to believe it. It seems clear that you at least know of something.” Gyeon Jirok, who regained his composure, smirked.
“Your intention and purpose, you can gradually reveal them as we go along.”
“I will never harm you.”
“That will have to do then.”
The young boss’s finger touched the top of the contract. A deer horn and a golden laurel wreath depicting victory were drawn, the symbol of the guild of Babylon, and below which was written in runic letters…
“[The allies’ blood is warm, the enemies’ blood is cold.]”
“Good. You can read modified runes too.” Gyeon Jirok chuckled and nodded.
“Sign it then. Infuse it with your magic.” At that moment.
As Baek Dohyun was about to infuse magic into the fountain pen and sign it, his hand paused. ‘Wait a moment.’
In the past, he was B-rank, but he regressed, suffered a lot, and this time, he became S-rank.
His first entry is also in the top 10, a decent ranking. Isn’t it okay to ask for at least one condition? Hesitating, Baek Dohyun raised his head again.
“What is it?”
“…Upon reflection, I would like to add one condition.”
“What? Are you changing your mind?”
“It’s not money.”
“What is it?”
“….Informality.”
“Huh?”
“I want to use informal language too.” 1
“…”
“And if possible… it would be nice if you also called me Hyung.”
“…”
“I was born in ××, now I’m 25 years old. Excuse me for asking, but how old are you, boss?”
“H-hyung, please sign it.”
Gahhh. Now that we’re family, it’s more comfortable for family members to talk like this.
Gyeon Jirok, who had always been nagging informally to someone five years older, whistled for no reason.
*Knock Knock* “Boss, I brought the tea.”
That’s good, he was thirsty anyway.
After finishing signing, Baek Do-hyun raised his head with that thought in mind.
“?”
Gyeon Jirok seems strange.
Suddenly, the expression of his face changed. The languid eyes crumpled.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“…I told him to do it, but this Hyung’s informal language when he spoke to me is too natural to be just a friend. Could it be… no, no. No freaking way!”
*Knock, Knock*. The tea is here, Boss.
…Damn.
“Oh, come in then!”
The door gently opened. And then there was the extremely loud rattling sound that followed.
Baek Dohyun had never seen tea cups twisting so violently like that.
“(Ah, really… he have his own limb. Those born with intact limbs can handle things on their own, do they really have to exploit people in this era of democracy? Dirty capitalist pigs.)”
“I can hear you. I can hear everything. Stop ranting.”
It’s amazing how the tea doesn’t splash everywhere. Baek Dohyun raised his eyebrows in amazement, as if watching a circus. The cup of tea was placed in front of him with a smack.
‘This green tea… It’s so thick and murky, almost like moss green.’ Can you even drink this?
“Introduce yourself….”
“Oh.”
“…This is our… new recruit.”
“Hi.”
She wore a short-sleeved shirt that looked like it had been ironed thoroughly (by someone else). Short hair neatly pulled back with a headband. She wore a horn-rimmed glass which seems to be a statement of some kind.
But no matter how hard she tried to cosplay as an enthusiastic rookie employee, an aura of inherent laziness oozed from her bone.
“Ms. Gyeon Jioh…. starting today, Mr. Baek Dohyun will be active as a member of Babylon.”
“Yo! Welcome!”
“No, it’s not like that! You should say “If you need anything, just let me know”!”
“That’s what I say.”
“Freaking rookie!”
Baek Dohyun, who had alternately watched the sitcom-like siblings, awkwardly chuckled. Why is she here…?
“To be precise, I know a fragmented piece of the future.”
It was just as Baek Dohyun had anticipated.
The air changes suddenly. The atmosphere that felt like a comfortable forest is now nowhere to be found.
A somber energy touches the back of Baek Dohyun’s neck.
It feels as if he’s trapped in the middle of thickets of thorns.
“…”
“…”
Gyeon Jirok’s swept his hair in annoyance.
“Ugh, damn it. I thought I finally found someone decent.”
“I understand. You might find it hard to believe.”
“I hate web novels. Do you know why?”
First, our house parasite got addicted to it, spending tens of thousands of won on her phone regularly.
And second.
“People who can’t distinguish between fiction and reality periodically babble on things like this. They don’t even know what the [World’s Law] is. Well, did you pick up the prophet’s trait during the tutorial?”
“From the perspective of someone bound by a covenant, there’s nothing as dreadful as the penalty of [World Law’s]. I am aware of that.”
“…”
“And it’s not like a leech characteristic that only consumes money without any output, like the prophet’s trait.”
Slowly, Gyeon Jirok straightened his back.
Just the fact that his energy had subsided made speaking much easier. Baek Dohyun spoke calmly.
“There were three siblings who shared a cherished doll. One of the siblings lost it, then they lied to their sister that they gave it to a friend.”
“…Damn.”
“That doll is under a drawer in your attic.”
“…”
Staring at him, Gyeon Jirok slowly took out his mobile phone.
In the confined space, the beeping sound and conversation voices echoed.
“Where are you, are you home?”
[Yeah, why?]
“Sorry, but go check the attic. Right now.”
[Ah, darn. Why? That place is dirty!]
“Hurry. And, go to the old drawer that Mom moved. Under there……”
“You’ll have to reach deep into it. It should be wedged between the wardrobe and the drawer.”
“…Reach deep into the drawer below.”
[Ah, really, what a nuisance. Making me do this. (Damn, Bambi).]
“I can hear everything……”
[What do you want… hey! What’s this? Hey! Gyeon Jirok! Oppa, did you stash this doll, saying you gave it to a friend?]
“…I’ll hang up. I’ll call again later.”
[Hey, hey!]
Gyeon Jirok ended the call and covered his mouth. With a somewhat pale complexion, he mumbled. “I haven’t even told anyone……”
The psychological impact was so significant that he seemed unaware of the fact that he was speaking verbally.
Baek Dohyun gently smiled.
“You were very happy when the doll was found out later and talked about it everywhere. The guild members remembered the place to the extent of memorizing that location.”
After a few more minor verifications, there was silence.
Gyeon Jirok, who touched his forehead, remained silent. It was the moment when the shock was somewhat alleviated.
“I don’t know everything. As I mentioned earlier, knowing future events ‘fragmentarily’ is just that. It’s scattered.”
Of course, it was a lie.
Because he had no intention of telling Gyeon Jirok all about the regression or what would happen in the future.
After a moment of silence, Gyeon Jirok asked softly, “Why did you tell me this?”
Baek Dohyun responded promptly. “Because you are the ‘leader’ of Babylon.” “……”
“Whether you accept me or not, aside from that, I judged that it is right to tell you in advance. And if you do accept, even when everyone else says ‘YES’ in a situation, I alone shout ‘NO’, the leader should know the reason.”
Baek Dohyun absolutely needed the trust of Gyeon Jirok, not anyone else.
Gyeon Jirok sighed lightly, wetting his throat.
A necklace sparkled between the folds of his clothes.
Yes, that necklace.
Baek Dohyun forcibly diverted his gaze, trying not to linger. ‘Gyeon Jirok, Gyeon Geumhee, and….’
Gyeon Jioh.
The exact reason why Zio turned away from humanity is not precisely known.
However, Baek Dohyun could vaguely guess, as much as he knew who the siblings of the Magician King were.
‘One of the siblings died.’
Whether that one was Bambi or the youngest, he doesn’t know. No one knew her whereabouts afterward. When Baek Dohyun returned hastily, the situation had already concluded.
“It’s uncomfortable and eerie. Very suspicious.”
“…”
“I like it. Strangely.”
Gyeon Jirok looked directly at Baek Dohyun.
“In the future you saw, we’re very close, right?”
“…Yes.”
“It wouldn’t hurt to believe it. It seems clear that you at least know of something.” Gyeon Jirok, who regained his composure, smirked.
“Your intention and purpose, you can gradually reveal them as we go along.”
“I will never harm you.”
“That will have to do then.”
The young boss’s finger touched the top of the contract. A deer horn and a golden laurel wreath depicting victory were drawn, the symbol of the guild of Babylon, and below which was written in runic letters…
“[The allies’ blood is warm, the enemies’ blood is cold.]”
“Good. You can read modified runes too.” Gyeon Jirok chuckled and nodded.
“Sign it then. Infuse it with your magic.” At that moment.
As Baek Dohyun was about to infuse magic into the fountain pen and sign it, his hand paused. ‘Wait a moment.’
In the past, he was B-rank, but he regressed, suffered a lot, and this time, he became S-rank.
His first entry is also in the top 10, a decent ranking. Isn’t it okay to ask for at least one condition? Hesitating, Baek Dohyun raised his head again.
“What is it?”
“…Upon reflection, I would like to add one condition.”
“What? Are you changing your mind?”
“It’s not money.”
“What is it?”
“….Informality.”
“Huh?”
“I want to use informal language too.” 1
“…”
“And if possible… it would be nice if you also called me Hyung.”
“…”
“I was born in ××, now I’m 25 years old. Excuse me for asking, but how old are you, boss?”
“H-hyung, please sign it.”
Gahhh. Now that we’re family, it’s more comfortable for family members to talk like this.
Gyeon Jirok, who had always been nagging informally to someone five years older, whistled for no reason.
*Knock Knock* “Boss, I brought the tea.”
That’s good, he was thirsty anyway.
After finishing signing, Baek Do-hyun raised his head with that thought in mind.
“?”
Gyeon Jirok seems strange.
Suddenly, the expression of his face changed. The languid eyes crumpled.
“What’s wrong? Is there a problem?”
“…I told him to do it, but this Hyung’s informal language when he spoke to me is too natural to be just a friend. Could it be… no, no. No freaking way!”
*Knock, Knock*. The tea is here, Boss.
…Damn.
“Oh, come in then!”
The door gently opened. And then there was the extremely loud rattling sound that followed.
Baek Dohyun had never seen tea cups twisting so violently like that.
“(Ah, really… he have his own limb. Those born with intact limbs can handle things on their own, do they really have to exploit people in this era of democracy? Dirty capitalist pigs.)”
“I can hear you. I can hear everything. Stop ranting.”
It’s amazing how the tea doesn’t splash everywhere. Baek Dohyun raised his eyebrows in amazement, as if watching a circus. The cup of tea was placed in front of him with a smack.
‘This green tea… It’s so thick and murky, almost like moss green.’ Can you even drink this?
“Introduce yourself….”
“Oh.”
“…This is our… new recruit.”
“Hi.”
She wore a short-sleeved shirt that looked like it had been ironed thoroughly (by someone else). Short hair neatly pulled back with a headband. She wore a horn-rimmed glass which seems to be a statement of some kind.
But no matter how hard she tried to cosplay as an enthusiastic rookie employee, an aura of inherent laziness oozed from her bone.
“Ms. Gyeon Jioh…. starting today, Mr. Baek Dohyun will be active as a member of Babylon.”
“Yo! Welcome!”
“No, it’s not like that! You should say “If you need anything, just let me know”!”
“That’s what I say.”
“Freaking rookie!”
Baek Dohyun, who had alternately watched the sitcom-like siblings, awkwardly chuckled. Why is she here…?
