Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

"Ugh, it's cold..."

Yusun County, Hoeryong City, the northernmost point in North Korea.

Yuseon-gun was a deserted and underdeveloped village, spanning a tributary of the Yalu River.

Ri Hanbong was an ordinary 16-year-old boy with parents growing corn there.

“Eminai, Sensei Kasuna, why do you always bring me more coal?”

Hanbong Lee, who was trembling with his backpack on, twitched his lips in such a dissatisfaction.

In spring and summer, it was so hard to sow corn seeds, to dig greens, to dig up the fields, and to harvest them again in the fall.

And in the winter, he followed his father to the coal burrows in Hoeryong to mine coal, and he had to pull the cloud village.

“My house is a coal mine, so you seem to know that there is a lot of coal left?”

The more I thought about it, the more angry I got, but I couldn't complain. If the teacher brought it, I had to bring it, and if the teacher asked me to do it, I had to do it. Otherwise, I was beaten with iron skewers used in the stove.

‘How is Omani living now?’

Ri Hanbong's mother fled North Korea three years ago via China, crossing the Tuman River.

Her others thought her mother had died in China, but she wasn't.

Ri Hanbong was able to speak to his mother through a broker in North Korea from a year ago.

- Han Bong-ah, how are you? How are you? Wait a minute. Because her mother will save her money by saving her money. Got it?

Her mother looked like she wanted to get Lee Hanbong out of North Korea just as she had escaped.

‘What kind of place is South Korea that Eminai is talking about?’

She only briefly heard her mother say, 'It's a good place to live.'

‘My compatriots in South Korea said they couldn’t even eat properly because of the oppression of the two men, but it was just a lie…’

These days, a drama aired in South Korea came in through the Jangmadang, and all of the North Korean comrades were watching it.

You and I used to whisper amongst ourselves about who was handsome in the one-man drama 'Descendants of the Moon' and who was pretty in 'Chain'.

'You have to be careful about all that...'

Not long ago, in the village of Chongjin-gun, where Ri Han-bong lives, eight families were arrested by agents of the National Security Agency.

The National Security Agency was a group that carried out ideological police activities for the North Korean leadership. He was mainly responsible for monitoring and inspecting people who were abnormal in political and ideological trends in North Korea.

‘Even if you escape to South Korea, you will be in trouble if you are not careful like a mouse.’

Ri Han-bong also wanted to escape from this damn North Korea to South Korea.

In North Korea, from an early age, elementary school instilled only the Juche idea, a praise for the Kim family, and did not teach any skills necessary for society.

Just trying to get the people to praise Kim Jong-un and remain ignorant.

That was the basic policy of the North Korean leadership. If he studied anything other than the Juche ideology, he was caught as a reactionary by a security guard and taken to a political prison camp.

There are 154,000 political prisoners detained in six places, including Gaecheon, South Pyongan Province, which are called terror among North Koreans.

If taken there, they were taken without due process and without word of mouth and were subjected to horrendous public executions, torture, severe malnutrition, and forced labor for more than 12 hours a day.

‘In the past, my maternal uncle watched a South Korean drama and was drawn to it…’

Just listening to a South Korean broadcast was a felony, and my uncle had been toiling in a political prison camp in Chongjin for over 10 years.

Only 200g of rotten corn kernels a day were distributed as a diet, and there were many cases where they were forcibly mobilized for various kinds of labor and came out as skeletons.

It was said that he was so hungry that he ate rats, and if he was even a little lazy, he would smash all the joints with a hammer.

In North Korea, even when such a thing was done, no one protested or stood up.

As the past 6th Corps rebellion and Purunje rebellion all went to nothing, the spark of rebellion in North Korea was completely extinguished.

“Ugh… that’s heavy.”

Before entering the classroom, I put the pack of coal I had been carrying on my forklift into the school warehouse and headed to class.

Ri Hanbong attended Yuseon High School. The North Korean education system consisted of one year of kindergarten, four years of elementary school (elementary school), and six years of high school (middle school + high school).

Most of the North Korean children did not finish elementary school, devoted themselves to labor, or died before that.

“The teacher hasn’t come yet???”As Ri Hanbong entered the classroom, he slammed the door open and shouted that.

“Hey Ganna, why are you so late?”

“Hanbong Haksang, I’m late again. Don't talk and sit cheaply. Got it?”

His friends joked with him and flirted with him. Hanbong Lee, who has a lively personality, was an ordinary student who spent his school days playing pranks with his friends.

“Huh”

Everyone was joking around and joking around, but there was a girl in a corner of the classroom snoring proudly with her arms crossed.

‘Kim Nuri……..’

She was a girl with white skin and a pretty face like a celebrity in a South Korean drama.

Nuri-ne was a family member of the family when her mother played an orchestra in Pyongyang, and she saw the line with her northern security guard husband.

“Aren’t you working with me?”

Because Hanbong Lee was good at fighting in her school, she deliberately took the seat next to Nuri Kim every time she sat down.

Originally, the teacher Kasuna had set him as a strange guy, but it didn't matter.

When she offered herself to sit here, she never refused.

“What is the job?”

Big eyes like a half moon, a straight nose. Her red lips twitched slightly and asked.

She looked unusually different from the other girls, and she stared blankly with her smirk on the face.

“What did you put on my face? Stop staring.”

Huh, she snorted, and Kim Nuri turned her head to the opposite side of her.

“Didn’t you go to my house to play later? She caught a bunch of oily frogs in her belly. Ooh.”

“You can eat like that!”

She pouts, but she was so cute that she wanted to tease her even more.

But when her teacher came in and started her class, Hanbong Lee was forced to stop playing with her.

“The working class and the people will learn from the lessons and lessons of the great leader, Comrade Kim Jong-un, who is now in the form of eternal life.”

The teacher recited the year-end joint editorial delivered in the morning, and said that if I don't memorize all of them within today, I won't send them home.

“Let’s memorize it quickly.”

Hanbong Lee pecked like that at Nuri Kim, who was sitting next to her.

“You or me. I memorized everything Comrade Hanbong, stay here today and work hard!”

“Quick……….”

When Kim Nuri, who was always teased, cutely accepted, Han Bong was willing to laugh.

“Hey Hanbong Ri, Nuri Kim, you bastards...!”

At the teacher's sudden remark, Ri Han-bong was terrified, and Kim Nuri was perplexed as she did not know what to do.

“I’m sorry, sir.”

At that time, Hanbong Ri jumped up from his seat and apologized to the teacher first. Ri Han-bong tried to wear it alone so that Nouri would not suffer because of him.

“Get up now. Stand up and memorize what you just said. Do you know?”

“·················ogue.”

In the end, Ri Han-bong was joking with Kim Nuri, and suddenly got beaten by the teacher before the other students.

*

“Are you sick? It looks sick.”

Ri Han-bong, who was caught by the teacher until late in the afternoon and was furious about learning a joint editorial with a beating.

At the entrance of the school, there was a girl waiting for Ri Han-bong.

“Kim Nuri, what happened? It's cold, but you've been waiting for me all this time?"

“Don’t be silly!”

Nuri Kim's face was red and she wrapped her arms around her and ran to the other side of her.

“Hey, wait!”

Ri Hanbong hurriedly ran and took Kim Nuri's hand.

“It’s choppy.”

“·················ogue.”

When I held Nuri Kim’s white and immaculate hand, it felt like I was holding something soft.

Ri Han-bong was so happy that he laughed softly.

“Are you out of your mind? Baby, why are you laughing like an idiot?”

“Because it’s pretty.”

"Huh?"

Lee Hanbong suddenly stopped Kim Nuri and grabbed both of his shoulders.

“Can I like you?”

“What?”

“I’ll make sure I don’t suffer, marry me.”

“Baby, I’m sorry, but I’m sorry. Put this hand away.”

Ri Hanbong followed Kim Nuri throughout the freshman year. However, Kim Nuri's father was a high-ranking security agent, and his mother was from a band. Compared to Ri Hanbong's house, there is a difference between heaven and earth.

Hanbong Lee's father was a corn peasant who earns a day's income, and his mother has already fled to Korea.

So, the Ri Han-bong's family was marked as a reactionary molecule around the security guard.

In such a state, it was a far cry for Ri Han-bong and Kim Nuri to get closer.

However, the two of them quarreled with each other throughout the year, holding hands secretly like lovers, and feeling a subtle air current as if they were dating.

Kim Nuri frowned and shook off Ri Han-bong's hand.

“Next time, if you’re in the mood to say something like that, don’t talk to me.”

Tuk!

Then, Kim Nuri threw a small box of medicine at Ri Han-bong, and then ran away.

“·················ogue.”

Ri Han-bong picked up the medicine Nuri gave her. On the surface of the box were three letters ‘Fucidin’.

Perhaps it is a medicine used in South Korea, and Lee Hanbong put it in his arms.

*

“Father, I’m Watsu.”

After breaking up with Ri Han-bong, Kim Nuri arrived home late in the evening.

However.

"uh?"

The whole house was a mess.

The furniture was all open, and the furniture on the desk was cluttered.

Besides, the drawers were all opened and dug, as if they had been hit by a thief.

“Father, Omani!”

No matter how many times I called, my parents did not come out.

“Heh heh heh…”

Instead, a security officer in a black suit came out of the bathroom door and let out a sinister laugh.

He was a pig-like man with a beard on his face.

“Are you Kim Nuri Imme?”

“Who is the old man?”

“Come here, you look cute.”

With that sound, the security guard moved his heavy body and attacked Kim Nuri.

“Aww!”

“Stay still. Otherwise, do your parents all want to send them to the Aoji coal mine?”“I’m I am Don’t do this.”

Buuk, North.

sizzle.

The agent moved his limbs like a toad and began to tear Kim Nuri's clothes to shreds.

The buttons on Nuri's white shirt were loosely unbuttoned and tossed on the ground.

“Sanganna, she looks like her mother, so her skin is white and strong, and it tastes good.”

When the agent drools around his mouth and tries to grab Kim Nuri's body.

Whoops!

"Ahh!"

A stone the size of the head suddenly fell from the back of his head.

Iron Punk!

“Han Bong-ah!”

He was Lee Han-bong.

On the way home, Han Bong heard unbelievable news.

While Nuri Kim's parents were preparing to defect to South Korea with Nuri, there was a rumor that the security forces were coming and dragging them to a political prison camp after being caught by a neighbor's report.

Whoops, whoops, whoops!

“Shut up!”

Agent Toad, who tried to force Kim Nuri, died while stretching his limbs.

Li Hanbong killed the Bo satellite agent with the strength of his strong grasp, and then threw the boulder he was holding out of the door in the distance.

“Han Bong-ah…. what do i do now My father... my mother..."

“Don't worry. I'll save you..."

“How did you get it out? Bowiseong... It's Bowiseong...".

Kim Nuri couldn't even tidy up her torn clothes, leaning on Kim Han-gil's chest and crying profusely.

‘I just… these bastards of mine.’

Lee Han-bong remembered Nuri's parents, who had always been kind to him, and he bit his teeth.

“If you go to Chongjin, your parents must be there. Let's move there quickly."

"······Huh."

From his father, who attends Nouri's National Security Agency, he heard a lot about the Chongjin political prison camp. He was subjected to various tortures, and he did not even give him the right amount of rice for a single meal.

The people there worked hard for more than 12 hours and eagerly waited for the day they would die of illness.

“Somehow, somehow, somehow.”

“I know….. Trust only me.”

Kim Nuri wiped his tear-stained face and immediately got up, changed his clothes, and brought emergency food.

Once they packed enough corn and rice to fit in their bag, the two headed towards Chongjin.

*

“Ummm… that’s tragic.”

Here, I gazed at various torture collections from the air, including 'Pigeon Torture', 'Pump Training Torture' (repetitive sit-and-stand), and 'Random Full Body Beating Torture', in which both wrists and feet are twisted backwards and hung from the ceiling. did.

Before stepping out in the middle, I decided to move after knowing just how terribly tortured they were.

‘No matter how much you say you have to strike the leadership first, you can’t delay the escape of the camp people as long as you open your eyes like this and check the actual situation here.’

First, I had to pay something right away by killing all the Labor Party officials here or putting them all to sleep.

Even at this moment, innocent people continued to die.

The time when I, having made up my mind, drew out my magical powers and tried to spread my magic.

"Huh?"

A pair of young men and women were traveling up the gloomy mountain towards the Chongjin camp.

“What the hell are they???”

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