I Alone Going To The Tower

I squeal loudly and people stare at me wondering what's going on.

I quickly wiped my mouth and floor with a tissue and fixed my gaze on the TV.

'Is the next horseman Dae-yong Na?'

Personally, I expected Jeong Seo-jin to become a matopper, but it wasn't.

After all, that guy is in charge of all the business parts of the second floor manager and the tower. If you become the master of the mage, there is no one to replace Jeong Jeong-jin.

Even Jinbo doesn't seem to have much interest in being a direct horseman by nature.

On the other hand, Na Dae-yong was the most talented in the 4th floor team, as well as a person with leadership and respect, and a strong will to excel.

Above all, there were many stories of him being my successor because he possessed the trait of 'over-immersion'.

'But Doyeon and Daeyong don't seem to get along very well... … '

I put the sikhye straw in my mouth again. It felt unfamiliar to see people who said they would stay on the 4th floor have a press war with each other, even if they were given the managerial qualifications because they got along so well.

Is it the position of the Minister of Magic and the position of Ma Thap-ju? Or what happened?

Either way, 5 years seems like a long time.

'What are you all doing? … .'

Everyone was curious about the news. Even if I feel like it, I want to visit the tower right away and see his face and hear his voice. However, the point is that there is a 'Main' among them. I am the only one who knows this fact, and I must refrain from revealing my identity until I find out who the demon is.

'Of course, I like the freedom I am enjoying now.'

I lay flat on the floor.

It is also true that when I think of the arduous schedule of the days of Matapju, my mind becomes dizzy.

But I have no intention of avoiding it. With power comes responsibility, and I know what role I have to play in the future.

But for the time being, I want to do what I want to do while enjoying this short freedom given to me for a few days.

'Originally, EA's nagging should be heard at this time.'

As she came here, she kept trying to contact her, but she refused to answer.

Just in case, she opened the window of her estate and checked it, and it was clear that she was safe. She must also find a way to connect with her.

'Let's not be hasty and work through it one step at a time.'

I looked at the Minister of Magic, Cha Do-yeon, who was exclaiming on the TV and explaining to reporters.

does she know The fact that I was lying in the corner of the jjimjilbang watching myself.

* * *

"Hello!"

"Good morning!"

There was a woman who went up the stairs with a warm greeting from the people.

With her purple hair down to her waist, and a light dress, she held a wet towel and a basket of various perfumes in one hand.

She is the first floor manager of the Magic Tower that moves the world. She was Jinbora, also called the origin of the potion.

"Are you here! Manager!"

The guards raised their salutes in unison. The place she headed was the sealed study on the second floor. It was a space with stricter security than any other place in the tower, where only the owner and the manager were allowed to enter.

She nodded her head as she walked over and placed her palms against the magic circle on the face of her door.

Whoa!

The security magic circle confirms the identity of the person entering and is released by itself. She went into the study and closed the door.

"Senior, I'm here."

she said as she rummaged through her basket.

"Shall we use this today? It smells like cherry, but now the skin is good for moisturizing. I think my skin got dry last week."

She mumbled, sat in her seat and spread her towel.

"Senior-nim also told me to use a strange herbal body wash?

As she was about to wash Yoo-shin, her arms stopped.

For the past five years, Yoo-shin's body, which had always been there, had disappeared.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The guards were startled by Jin Jin-ra's horrifying scream and entered the study room.

"Administrator!"

"What's going on...! Heh Uk!"

Jin-Ra was weeping with an expression that looked like it was about to collapse at any moment.

"Where are you?"

She said, trembling her voice.

"Where are you, senior?"

The guards hurriedly searched the inside of the study, but no matter how much they searched, there was no trace of Yoo-shin's body.

It was appropriate to say that she literally disappeared from the secret room.

The security guard stuttered.

"Boo, obviously we've been guarding outside all the time! The only one who's been in the past month has been the dispensary! No one has been able to get in...!"

"shut up!"

The guards stiffened as she shouted in a bloody voice.

"How do you work like this and get paid? You're all fired!"

Tears began to trickle down her eyes. The makeup and mascara I had prepared to go see Yoo-shin spread all over the place.

"Find it! Find it right now! Find your senior even if you have to search all over the world, in Mt. Tower, Seoul!"

"Yes, old!"

The security guards hurriedly spread the news of Kim Yoo-shin's disappearance over the radio.

Jinbora staggered into her empty face and then flopped to the floor of her.

"Seniors……."

* * *

After exploring the jjimjilbang, I came to an interesting place.

This is the 'Kim Yoo-shin Museum'.

Just in case I say it in advance, it is not a museum that records the achievements of General Kim Yoo-shin during the Shilla period.

It really is my Kim Yoo-shin's museum.

'… … It's crazy, really.'

I, who died after the battle with the Heavenly Castle, became a hero and a legend who saved the world and died with honor.

The 'Kim Yoo-shin Museum' on the signboard of a neatly arranged garden and a modern design building standing tall in Seoul's golden land. I can't believe it.

If I go in here with this face now, I'm afraid I'll be caught off guard, so I changed my face to a water curtain and went inside.

Admission is 2,000 won. On the ticket, I was posing with a solemn expression. My face was all hot.

"Take it Black Kick!"

From the front of the entrance, the kids in my cosplay were running rampant. A navy blue robe was draped over a T-shirt, and a sword was attached to the back.

"Then I'm Volcano Ground!"

"Black Kick is faster than Volcano!"

"No! I can't use Black Kick because of the fire from the Volcano!"

suddenly my head hurts Even if it's the second one, are you still calling it a black kick?

"You guys! If we keep fighting, won't half of us go to the museum?"

"No!"

The teacher appeared and took the two children by the hand. I sighed and moved on.

'What does it feel like to visit my museum?'

It will be an experience that no one else can do. We passed through the well-manicured garden and entered the building.

There were many children. It seems to be a popular picnic course for elementary school and kindergarten students because it is located in a good location in Seoul.

Each theater is showing my records. What I'm watching is a battle scene with Blackjack.

"Ah, this one."

"I've played it 500 times."

The T-shirts of men in their early 20s who said so had my face drawn on them.

After searching the internet, it seems that adults often come and go here to purchase Kim Yoo-shin limited edition goods that change every month.

I'm being consumed with virtuous content... … It really is the end of the century.

I took care of my facial expressions as much as possible and walked around the museum. There was an unexpectedly hollow wall on display, with a clear skull mark on it.

There is a description attached that Kim Yoo-shin actually used Daevastar to be a cold wall.

On the other side, the reference books I had studied were lined up in a glass display case. These are the things I left behind when I left the dorm.

'No, what are you displaying like this... … '

Maybe this disparity is good. I'm still alive and well, but this museum unfolds my life like a great heroic story.

I couldn't stand the resistance any longer, so I decided to just look at the business and get out.

I looked at the map of the museum and found my destination.

'It's at the right end of pipe D.'

As it has become one of the top places to visit in Seoul, the museum is quite large. And Hall D, the highlight of this museum, was definitely more crowded than the other places.

I lifted my head and looked at the exhibition hall bayonet against the glass wall at the top of the two-story tombstone.

[ The magic sword used by Kim Yoo-shin, SS-class relics. No one but Kim Yoo-shin can handle it.]

There is also a 'photo zone' where you can take pictures at a place where you can look up at Specter.

People were taking pictures in front of my sword, and there was a long line of students in school uniforms.

'How have you been?'

I slowly reached out towards the Specter. I was thinking of getting it back like this, but I slowly lowered my hand.

More people than you think In order to recover the Specter without any problems, it seemed like we would have to wait for more people to fall in.

I decided to take a break and walked to the vending machine.

'Alas, there are also pine needles' eyes!'

Is it a proven method? I think you can love the Kim Yoo-shin museum just a little bit.

I pulled out a can of pine needles and sat down on a nearby bench and took a sip. I terribly longed for this refreshing taste of nature.

“……”

The girl sitting next to her glances over at her, and then she shifts her gaze back to her own cell phone.

After emptying one can, I got up and went to the vending machine. And I came back with an extra can.

The girl glances at me as I drink the second can of pine needles.

'Have you ever seen anyone eating this?'

She raises her gaze with an expressionless face and looks at students in the same uniform taking pictures in front of Specter.

Then he sighed deeply as if he was pathetic.

Suddenly, I wanted to talk.

"Aren't you going to take a picture?"

She turned her head and looked at me.

Then, without answering, she just nodded her head.

"Why?"

"I hate Kim Yoo-shin."

“……”

Ugh, my heart hurts all of a sudden.

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Suddenly I wondered why.

immersed in

'Why do you hate me?' So if you ask me.

"Me too."

First, I agreed to agree. Then she turns to me with curious eyes.

"why?"

"He doesn't look cheap."

She squints her eyes and pouts her lips. It's a 'what, that' expression.

"Then why do you hate it?"

"……I do not know."

She looked out her window with a curious expression. His eyes were deep for his age.

"It doesn't seem like a story to tell to a man I've never seen for the first time."

… … I've been hurt twice today alone.

For the first time in my life, I hear you at my museum.

"Do I look that old?"

“No, more than that…”

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the can of pine needles in my hand.

"If that's the taste, you're right."

… … How about the eyes of pine needles! You'd be better off cursing me!

"Everything in the world comes back to karma. Will you one day hear the voices of aunties from your children?"

she laughed out loud.

I'm not old enough to worry about that yet.

I also let out a bitter smile and took a sip of the pine needle's eyes. She continued to stare, so she asked playfully.

"I'll give you a can, so would you like to try a new taste?"

"Shall we tell the teacher that some strange man keeps talking and trying to feed him some suspicious liquid?"

"……Hey."

"Ahaha! I'm joking!"

As soon as I come back after 5 years, I hate being arrested by the police for harassing minors, even if I die.

I drank two cans in a row and wanted to urinate. She goes to the bathroom and comes back to do chores.

Cuckoo!

The building shook in shock. Feeling the aftermath of magic, I sighed and scratched my eyebrows.

'Even now, it still pops out without a root.'

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