Yoo Ha-on was the protagonist.
A ray of hope that would help save the world in the midst of an approaching crisis.
She was not someone who deserved to be used for such a trivial hostage drama.
「 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. . . . . .」
Before I knew it, there were only 30 minutes left until the time demanded by the other party.
I, who had been waiting for the situation to unfold, eventually couldn’t stand it and decided to take action.
「 𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣’𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢? 」
No matter how much they erased their traces through a special barrier, the teachers and the royal family’s strongmen are not fools either.
The fact that they still haven’t been found means that they used a really extraordinary method.
As I pondered over and over again, one possibility flashed through my mind like lightning.
「. . . 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙞𝙩. 」
The colorful cursed items in the exhibition hall. I definitely remember seeing it in passing.
A cursed painting that traps nearby people in a special space when special conditions are met.
「 𝙒𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙙. 」
If the kidnappers and those who raided the exhibition are the same force, and they knew about the existence of the cursed item, there is a high possibility that they are using it to hide the hostages.
「 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣. 」
And the sorcery used in the Wailing of the Dead is a forbidden technique. Of course, it must be full of negative energy.
In that case, definitely,
「 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙔𝙞𝙣’𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙮. 」
After finishing my thoughts, I summoned Black Yin in the shadows as it was.
Sreureuk.
Puhwaak!
『 Kiiik. 』
“Can you find it?”
『 Kiiik. . . . . . 』
It seemed that he was struggling to keep up with the current situation, as there was quite a distance between them.
However, I have something that I have prepared to use in this situation.
I held the Lantern of the Glowing Night in my arms and started to pour spiritual power into the ring.
「 𝙄𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙩. 」
In fact, the Lantern of the Glowing Night has another form inside it.
Beatrice, the vampire princess, was also able to exert such power only after she had strengthened her own servants by using the second form of the Lantern of the Glowing Night, not the Lantern of the Glowing Night itself.
It is a reversal form that appears when a user with the qualities of a monarch has a certain level of karma value.
Sreureuk.
「 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 」
Tiling!
【 Gloom of Darkness 】
▶ The silent hand that collects the day. Only those with the qualities of a monarch can put light into the ring.
Maximum number of servants that can be bound: 2
Without hesitation, I used the effect of the ring to strengthen the ability of Black Yin in front of me.
The black fog flowing from the ring covered Black Yin, and soon Black Yin began to search for the negative energy emanating from the Wailing of the Dead according to my orders.
About 5 minutes passed like that, and finally there was a response.
「. . . 𝙄 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩. 𝙄𝙩’𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩. 」
The problem is that there is no time. The main force had already gone far away from here to search, so it would be too late even if I called them in a hurry.
I opened my mouth without hesitation and spoke.
“I found the location of the hostages.”
“. . . What? What are you talking about?”
“I’m 100 percent sure. I’ll send the information to the terminal, so please request support right away.”
Then I glanced at Hwang Ji-hak next to me.
「 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙃𝙖𝙣 𝙆𝙖𝙣𝙜-𝙮𝙤𝙤𝙣. 」
If there are many enemies on the other side who are at the same level as Harvey Martinez, I can’t do it alone.
So I believed in that promise and quickly called Hwang Ji-hak and told him what I needed to do.
“I need combatants. Can you help?”
Fortunately, Hwang Ji-hak seemed to have read my mind and nodded his head and approached me.
“. . . Yes. I don’t know what’s going on, but if you need my help, I’ll help.”
Just like that, we left the place without anyone being able to stop us and headed to our destination.
However, we weren’t the only ones moving.
“. . . Why are you following me, senior? And Sophia too.”
“I told you. Grandma told me to stick with you.”
“Hmmm. I just ran out because everyone else was running with serious faces?”
Arietta and Sophia.
Just thinking about it, it was a solid addition of the top students of the 2nd and 3rd year.
I nodded my head at the unexpected support for a moment, and then I had a question and asked Sophia right away.
“From now on, we’re going to the kidnappers’ hideout. It’s dangerous, are you really okay?”
“Yeah. No problem.”
“What if my guess was wrong?”
“Hmm. Well? If Kang-yoon is sure, it’s probably right?”
I felt it before, but the trust that Sophia and Hwang Ji-hak have in me is strange.
What kind of person was the previous Han Kang-yoon to have earned the recognition of these two people? I was slightly impressed and called Sori-soe to carry everyone on his back.
Sreureuk.
Puhwaak!
“If you can solve it, good, and if not, just buy some time until the support arrives.”
“I’ll protect the hostages.”
“. . . Sophie and I will take care of the stronger ones.”
We each set a minimum role, and in the meantime, the destination was just around the corner.
Kwaang!
“Sori-soe, you go in.”
Sreureuk.
The place we arrived at was an old, abandoned warehouse in an old shopping district.
There is no sense of feeling. Perhaps they deliberately did not post a guard, judging that it would be unnecessary to catch their tails.
Kwaang!
Clang!
Inside the abandoned warehouse, where the lock and chain were broken, there was an ominous painting along with old junk.
「 𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 」
Tiling!
【 Wailing of the Dead 】
▶ A painting of death born from a vicious forbidden technique. Under certain conditions, it can trap nearby targets in the painting.
“. . . Junior. Is the other party inside?”
“Yes. It’s an item I’ve seen before. They must be hiding here.”
“Do you know how to get in?”
Of course I know.
Put your hand in the mouth of the ghost in the upper right corner of the painting, call its name, and infuse it with spiritual power.
“Paul Halls. Open the gate of lamentation.”
Kiiieek─!
Teo-eup!
Just like that, the giant ghost’s mouth swallowed us in an instant.
Leave a Reply