24-Hour Friendly Market, Specializing in Dimensional Items - Chapter 52

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Dimensional Item Specialty 24-Hour Friendly Market Episode 52

Episode 52. The Arrow That Left the Bowstring (11)

Just because I obtained unexpected information doesn’t mean I forgot about searching the market.

[Fallen Agemor’s Sixth Feather (A)

It had no special effects or hidden abilities, but perhaps because it was A-grade, the description was quite detailed.

It was a well-organized explanation, as if someone wanted whoever saw this item to understand the situation of the Ganashia continent.

I stroked my chin and muttered like an old man who had seen everything in the world.

“I see…”

His teenage rebellion went too far and he got grounded by his mom.

Now that I knew Agemor was actually a person’s name and a slave of freedom, I could roughly understand the scenario’s background.

This disaster that was dyeing the entire world black was the doing of Oerisa’s child, Agemor.

And because Agemor’s existence had been erased from this continent, it seemed his anger had grown even greater.

It was truly a case of innocent bystanders getting hurt in a family feud.

However, what I couldn’t understand was that this was a world that had been destroyed.

The fact that dimensions would be destroyed if one failed to climb the Tower within Babel’s set time was something I learned through Alessandro.

I had been thinking that Babel would deliver some external shock when destroying dimensions.

But the factor that destroyed this dimension was none other than Agemor’s erosion.

‘Did they outsource it?’

I’ll have to go ask Alessandro about this again.

Perhaps the Dark Mages were also commissioned by the Tower of Babel to destroy the 49th Floor’s dimension.

‘I’m getting the illusion that my shoulders are becoming heavier and heavier.’

Meanwhile, the golden aura disappeared from Paroxia.

This was the signal that the repair was complete!

[Paroxia (???)

“Well, there’s no particular description.”

Of course, just because I repaired this doesn’t mean all problems are solved.

Since it was said to be completed with the blessing of the goddess Oerisa, Paroxia, which is currently just an antique, probably has no power.

‘Then finding a way to enter Prorobel should be the priority.’

If I find a path that avoids Reikam, I won’t run into the raid team either.

I checked my remaining gold while deciding on my next destination.

[Gold in possession: 681G]

The money I had barely earned was all spent on the cost of breathing.

Does this make any sense?

I still haven’t found research materials about the Tower of Babel, but now I have the condition that I must leave within at least 5 minutes or die from suffocation.

In times like this, individual combat is necessary.

I looked at the Discoverer’s Eye and commanded.

“You go find the word ‘Babel.'”

Meanwhile, I’ll search through the Magic Tower Master’s room where Paroxia was stored.

The Magic Tower Master’s bookshelf, left in the aftermath of chaos, was filled with all sorts of incomprehensible documents.

Since he was someone so obsessed with materials, wouldn’t there be at least one story about Agemor here?

Even if the entire continent forgot about Agemor, records would remain as the turtle beastkin said.

I rummaged through documents with a mix of plausible and strange titles, searching for anything related to Agemor.

‘Research on fatigue according to shoe sole thickness… why does he have this?’

As I thought, all mages are crazy.

I was shaking my head and rummaging through documents for a while when.

“…Huh?”

I discovered a certain material and stopped.

I could hear beeping alarm sounds from far away, but I stood there holding that bundle of papers.

[Study of Ancient Ganashia Creation Mythology – Focusing on Oerisa’s Descendants

Agemor’s name wasn’t written there, but the phrase ‘Oerisa’s descendants’ itself was very attractive.

I quickly turned to the front page.

[…In infinite time, Oerisa felt fatigue and realized the necessity of divine beings like herself. According to records commonly found in the “Northern Chronicles” and “Book of Light,” Oerisa headed to the cliff shores of ‘Probi’ in the north of the Ganashia continent, the world’s most distant land. This was a boundary where the cold sea met the hot earth, and a place where light and darkness coexisted. According to legend, Oerisa meditated on this cliff for seven days and seven nights. Oerisa’s pure light met the cold sea, creating a mysterious energy, and finally at dawn on the eighth day, new life was conceived in Oerisa’s body…]

As expected, bingo.

The place where Oerisa conceived Agemor was called Probi.

It seems to be a cliff shore at the northern end of the Ganashia continent.

There were so many place names I learned after coming here that it was confusing, but ‘Probi’ seemed meaningful.

Probi would be where Agemor was born, and if so.

‘Could it be that Agemor’s erosion also started there?’

I urgently typed a message.

[Is Probi where the Black Mist started?]

The reply arrived quickly.

[> New Message

As expected, I knew it from when you changed your attitude after receiving the potion.

Being able to send messages only to those I’ve traded with is a fatal weakness, but thanks to the kind and innocent wolf beastkin from Kona answering quickly, I didn’t need to grovel.

Okay, everything’s sorted out!

If I defeat Agemor at the Probi cliff shore and bring Paroxia to Prorobel for restoration.

‘This scenario will be cleared.’

Of course, with my frail body that would die from a light touch, I can’t defeat Agemor.

He’s the child of a god, how could I fight something like that?

That’s something I can’t do.

But if there’s something probably only I can do, it would be repairing Paroxia.

Of course, there’s probably another normal route that Babel set up…

‘Then they should have blocked me from using the Repair skill.’

I’ve already fixed it perfectly, so what are they going to do about it?

I shrugged my shoulders, possessed by the rebellious spirit of Agemor.

However, the problem of not being able to enter the sanctuary would apply to me too… how should I solve that?

Beep- Beep- Beep-

“Ah, right.”

Lost in deep thought, I startled and looked up.

Perhaps feeling hurt that I hadn’t come, the Discoverer’s Eye was crying a bit louder.

I hurriedly got up and headed to where the Tower of Babel’s materials would be.

[Gold in possession: 548G]

‘This really makes me want to cry……’

Ugh, this damn Black Mist.

I need to hurry out and ask the raid team to help defeat Agemor.

Of course, without revealing my identity.

* * *

“Ah, this is screwed.”

I stopped the Nokgacheon and let out a big sigh.

The path that had been fine when I came from Kona earlier was now stained black.

With so little Gold left, I couldn’t use the Repair skill as naturally as breathing.

I muttered sadly.

“I guess I have to go back.”

It would have been nice if there was a map here.

Come to think of it, I think I saw an interview somewhere saying that the first thing to do when participating in a scenario is to understand the terrain and secure a map.

Well, I would have known if I had tried conquering scenarios before.

‘Next time I’ll get a map first.’

“No, what am I saying?!”

I should make sure this doesn’t happen again, Lee Hae-won!

Participating in scenarios again – what a ridiculous assumption I was making.

I quickly shook my head to dismiss the wicked thoughts.

Still, one fortunate thing was that I at least knew that Kona, the beastkin territory, and Casabl, the human territory, were adjacent to each other.

I couldn’t go directly to Kona, but I could go around the outskirts of Casabl and enter Kona that way.

I had been driving the Nokgacheon for about 10 minutes with that thought when.

“Aaahhh-!”

At the sound of screaming from somewhere, I hurriedly hit the brakes.

Around me were just tall trees.

I couldn’t sense any human presence anywhere, but the screaming continued without stopping.

I was in a hurry right now, so I couldn’t stop my journey for such screaming……

“Please save me!”

“Ah, seriously!”

How am I supposed to survive in this harsh world with such a soft heart?!

My grand plan to meet the raid team and tell them how to solve the scenario went nowhere, and the Nokgacheon was faithfully running toward the screaming.

Deep in the forest.

The tree branches carelessly scratching my cheeks stung.

Even during this, the screaming grew louder.

Finally, the moment I turned behind a huge rock, I spotted the back of a man.

‘Crazy, what is that……?’

What the man was looking at was a human.

No, was it human?

Like a living shadow with pitch-black skin and eyes that had lost all reason.

The only thing that stood out from the expressionless face that showed no emotion was the mouth emitting a dark red light.

Every time it opened its mouth, ominous-colored breath was exhaled.

It was a visual that made you swallow fear just by looking at it.

My legs froze in place.

I stood there as if nailed to the spot, just watching that scene.

“P-please save me. I have a child, I have a child……”

It was truly a split second.

‘Damn it, of all things, he has a kid again.’

Before I could find a solution, my body jumped forward first.

‘Wait, wait. What am I doing?!’

I didn’t even have time to scold myself for irresponsibly jumping forward.

Because the black figure had already spotted me.

For a moment, everything seemed like slow motion.

Every movement of the man’s facial muscles as he looked at me in surprise, the black figure getting excited and charging at me the moment it spotted me, even the way its bright red mouth gaped open.

‘Skills, what useful skills do I have?’

There was no time to run.

My head spun frantically.

The black person, black skin that seemed stained by the Black Mist.

Could that be what it looks like when corrupted by Agemor’s erosion?

‘Repair?!’

I desperately reached out my hand and blocked the man’s path.

At that moment.

[100G will be deducted.]

The moment my hand touched the black figure, the darkness covering it began to wash away.

Small black particles peeled off and disappeared into the sky.

As if everything had burned up and the ashes were blowing away.

The black figure disappeared like that, and all that remained were just me and the unknown man.

As the surroundings became quiet, the man exhaled the breath he had been holding with difficulty.

“……Whew!”

While the man barely shook off his fear of death, I became dazed and just blinked.

‘This…… works again……!’

No, am I really not a Babel Kid?

The Repair skill must definitely be an arrangement Babel left for me, who has a weak body.

The fear I felt just moments ago had long since disappeared, pushed away by amazement.

Meanwhile, the man who had come to his senses looked at me and was surprised again.

There was only one thing I could say here.

“Are you alright?”

The man who was trying to get up trembled and sat back down.

Seeing his arms and legs still shaking, he must have really thought he was going to die.

“My legs are shaking so much I can’t get up……”

The man with crude equipment had brown hair and brown eyes with an innocent impression.

Carrying only a bow that looked like it would break at any moment, he seemed far from being a knight or soldier.

Why on earth was he being chased by a black person in the middle of such a forest?

Do humans change like that when stained by the Black Mist?

The man before me would be able to answer that.

The man sat there pathetically and opened his mouth as if he had no choice.

“Thank you for saving me.”

“Ah, don’t mention it.”

“You’re my lifesaver. My name is Anton.”

“What?!”

I looked up in shock.

The man, startled as well, flinched, but I asked without hesitation.

“Clara’s man?!”

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