Chapter 129 – Fake Emperor Kim Songcheol (One)

Chapter 129 – Fake Emperor Kim Songcheol (1)

“My Source itself as a domain? You mean I can get such Magic from the Pioneers?”

Common first-tier Magic is Magic that creates and uses Magic by utilizing the Source.

There was no mention of making the Source itself into a domain.

“Yes. I have seen something similar. I am confident that I am more of an expert than anyone when it comes to the Source. I am probably right.”

There was weight in his words.

He was a craftsman capable of creating Magic from another person’s Source.

It would have been impossible without an understanding of the Source.

Devilrak’s use of phrases like ‘seen something similar’ or ‘probably right’ was not because it wasn’t 100% certain, but at least 99.9%.

He continued, with a slightly bitter smile.

“It wounds my pride to recommend another place, but I believe it is a craftsman’s duty to acknowledge their shortcomings and suggest a better path, which is why I told you.”

He spoke appropriately, but he was actually feeling a lot of regret.

Since a truly proper ‘part and customer’ had arrived, he wanted to pour all his effort into creating a masterpiece.

But surprisingly, this ‘part and customer’ was beyond even Devilrak’s ability to properly handle.

Even Kim Songcheol had his hands and feet severed when he carelessly handled ‘nothingness’.

It was natural that Devilrak couldn’t even touch ‘nothingness’, and he deserved praise for at least finishing the creation with a temporary solution.

In the first place, creating Magic using the target’s Source and imbuing it into an object is an incredible ability.

This is because even craftsmen who can imbue first-tier Magic are very few.

“But how can I get to the Pioneers? I heard it’s not easy to even meet a Pioneer Mage. Do you know anything about it?”

“I understand that access is possible only with a letter of recommendation. I don’t know anything beyond that.”

“A letter of recommendation… Anyway, I’ll need to meet a Pioneer Mage to proceed.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Kim Songcheol slowly nodded his head.

He had a feeling it wouldn’t be easy to find them.

The Pioneers wouldn’t be the A-rank Dungeon’s top Magic group for nothing.

Moreover, since they focused on research, they didn’t have many external activities.

Still, I should look into it. It seems I can’t handle my The Source in an ordinary way…

Kim Songcheol lowered his head.

There was a new right hand.

As soon as he thought of clenching his fist, it moved immediately. His fist clenched.

It’s just my hand…?

It really felt like his original hand. He couldn’t find any foreign sensation in its feel, movement, or anything else.

When he stroked the back of his right hand with his left, he felt the sensation perfectly.

Even rubbing his right fingers, he felt nothing unusual. His sensitive fingertips were still alive.

Is this a basic feature, then?

Compared to the Prosthetic Arm he had dismissed as cheap and been lectured about, no, it was embarrassing to even compare them.

Although it connected to the nervous system, the sensation wasn’t this acutely alive.

It was merely capable of moving his hand as he wished.

For items above a certain level, it’s a basic function that they are no different from the original hand.

Grades were divided based on what additional features were included.

The Celestial Spirit Maiden also knew that and recommended it to Kim Songcheol. After all, there was no difference from his original hand, and it even gained additional functions.

Ah, I’ll give you the manual. Please wait a moment.

Devilrak watched his work function with satisfaction, then snapped his fingers with a click.

Then, the drawer behind him and the drawer on the floor opened simultaneously, and a pen and paper flew out.

The paper flew to a blackboard placed on one side and stuck to it with a series of thuds, and the pen wrote on it.

Almost 20 pages began to print simultaneously and quickly.

20 pages, 40 pages, 60 pages, 80 pages.

As it exceeded 100 pages, Kim Songcheol couldn’t hold back and spoke.

It’s a manual, right? Not a Magic book.

Yes, when the level rises to 1st-tier, the difficulty of use inevitably follows. Among them, my work is undoubtedly the best… This was also why I requested proof of your abilities.

You can’t even use it if you don’t have the abilities to back it up anyway.

Of course, that didn’t apply to Kim Songcheol.

And there’s no need for you to be humble. It won’t be that difficult for a guest. Furthermore, it’s a work that I couldn’t push to its limits, so the difficulty has been reduced by about 34 percent compared to the maximum.

As Devilrak extended his hand, the 136-page manual flew and landed in his hand.

He personally punched holes in the manual and bound it with a luxurious string.

Only after meticulously checking if the pages were straight, if the corners aligned perfectly, and if the knot of the string was tied correctly, could he receive the manual.

It’s heavy.

That was the first thought he had upon receiving the manual.

The paper was also of good quality, so it had a high density.

The better something is, the heavier it is.

Devilrak responded with a laugh.

Kim Songcheol quickly scanned the manual.

Hmm… it really is just difficult to operate.

It wasn’t a theory or a magic formula that was needed, but a very detailed description of how to actually operate it.

However, the problem was that the operating method far exceeded common sense in its detail and required high precision.

‘I think I can use it myself.’

Kim Songcheol read the manual with his speed-reading magic, devouring it on the spot.

Since his memory wasn’t exceptionally good, he couldn’t memorize the entire operation process. However, he understood the flow, and it was enough to push through using his will.

As Kim Songcheol infused mana according to the operating method,

the ‘Nothingness’ extended to his prosthetic arm.

“Oh…? Not here…!”

Devilrak cried out in surprise. It was quite astonishing that he activated it after reading the manual only once, but he was too urgent to pay attention to that.

This workshop was built using first-tier magic.

He couldn’t know what would happen if he carelessly swung that hand.

“Ah, I apologize.”

Kim Songcheol withdrew his mana for now. There was no effect indicating the prosthetic arm was activated, so it looked the same whether it was off or on.

“Really… I think it’s been about ten years since I raised my voice.”

Devilrak sighed in relief and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, the mansion split in half, revealing a downward slope leading to the official position.

It was a very roundabout way of telling them to leave without touching anything.

Not only the guests who were waiting below, but also Setsu and the Celestial Spirit Maiden were visible.

They also looked up with puzzled expressions.

Since the house suddenly split open, they must have wondered what was going on.

“If there’s ever a problem with the prosthetic arm, I’ll repair it anytime. Though I doubt that will happen.”

He was telling them to go back since their business was done.

At that, Kim Songcheol floated up from his seat.

“Thank you anyway. I’ll use it well.”

“That’s enough for me too.”

Kim Songcheol bowed and then descended the slope. As soon as he left, the mansion closed up again as if nothing had happened.

“Wow, is that the prosthetic arm?”

Setsu’s eyes widened as she looked at Kim Songcheol’s right hand.

It was completely indistinguishable from his original right hand.

“It’s exactly the same. Even if it gets damaged, it regenerates immediately if you just supply mana.”

“Whoa.”

“Look at this. My fingers just move. Since there are no tendons or muscles, it just goes as I think.”

Kim Songcheol made all sorts of strange shapes with his fingers. It was an almost impossible movement for human fingers.

While the two men discussed the functions and operation of the prosthetic arm, the Celestial Spirit Maiden was thinking about their next destination.

“Let’s talk about trivial things on the way. Don’t you need to regenerate your foot?”

Kim Songcheol and Setsu were practically dragged out of the workshop by the scruff of their necks.

They headed to the outer section of a certain base.

This is because a first-tier mage capable of regeneration lives there.

Normal healing or regeneration is the job of priests. However, they can barely exert any power inside the dungeon. Even if healing is possible through alchemy, regeneration had no choice but to rely on magic.

However, mages who could regenerate others were not that common either.

First-tier magic creates different magic depending on the source.

From the beginning, the structure made it rare for “first-tier magic that produces specific effects” to exist.

Kim Songcheol left the base and flew across the field.

After crossing a hill, a white building appeared. It was a single-story building that looked like a health center.

In a normal A-rank dungeon, buildings are not usually built outside the base.

This is because the safety issues are much greater than in a B-rank dungeon.

Whether it’s hunters or monsters.

Only truly powerful hunters would even dare to attempt it.

However, it seemed that it wouldn’t matter even if the owner of that building was a weak hunter.

This was because many hunters were already surrounding the area.

“They’re all people like me.”

Kim Songcheol muttered. All the hunters had either lost an arm or a leg.

Something was missing from each of them.

And if there was another characteristic, there were mainly martial artists. This is because even good prosthetic arms and prosthetic legs have various problems for martial artists to use.

Because they are made based on magic engineering, it was almost impossible to create prosthetic arms and legs that suited martial arts.

“How much does it cost to regenerate here?”

“The market price is roughly between 50 million and 100 million. Since it’s below your ankle, it will probably be around 65 million.”

Kim Songcheol gulped.

“Isn’t there any proof or something here? I feel like I can prove anything…”

If it’s that expensive, it’s simply unaffordable. It would be better to go back to Hephaestus and get a cheap prosthetic leg.

“Don’t worry. I’ll pay for this.”

The Celestial Spirit Maiden casually said.

“Is that really okay?”

Kim Songcheol, even with his gloves on, snatched at the words.

“I’m rich. Compared to you guys, that is.”

The Celestial Spirit Maiden put her hand in her training clothes pocket and looked back and forth between Kim Songcheol and Setsu.

From the beginning, there’s a big difference between hunters who have to spend all the points they earn on their own world and those who don’t.

Furthermore, the Celestial Spirit Maiden’s balance grew quite a bit after she became a demon lord. This is because her subordinate forces collect and offer support funds.

Since Ilwol is so large, even collecting just 10,000 from each would quickly amount to tens of millions.

The gap in wealth had widened even further.

With the Celestial Spirit Maiden’s sponsorship, Kim Songcheol quickly regenerated his left foot.

A very tired-looking mage performed the regeneration, and the time it took was only 10 minutes.

Having spent nearly 3 hours waiting for his turn, it felt a little anticlimactic.

Only then could Kim Songcheol stand on both feet on the ground.

Both feet landed firmly on the field.

One bare, one shod.

“Ah, I didn’t bring my shoes.”

She should have brought one shoe in preparation for Regeneration.

She had gotten used to wearing only one shoe, so she had just gone out with only one again today.

“Do they sell shoes at the nearby Base?”

“They sell most things, don’t they?”

“Shall we go check?”

It was just as they were about to leave.

“That, that Foe is the Emperor! The Emperor has definitely disguised himself!”

A Mage pointed at Kim Songcheol and shouted.

At the same time, a Martial Artist passing by immediately drew his sword, and a Sword Aura was overlaid as he swung it at Kim Songcheol.

However.

Clang!

Kim Songcheol simply grabbed the Sword Aura with his right hand.

Surprisingly, the Sword Aura vanished just before touching his right hand.

The Martial Artist who swung the sword stared, his eyes wide as if they would tear.

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