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

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24-Hour Friendly Market Specializing in Dimensional Items Episode 52

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

If you think I forgot about searching the market just because I obtained some unexpected information, you’re gravely mistaken.

[Corrupted Sixth Feather of Agemore (A)

The last feather dropped by Agemore, child of the light goddess Oerisa, before his fall. Once it emitted pure white sacred light, but now it has been consumed by darkness and bears a dark red color.

Agemore received a sacred mission from the goddess Oerisa to watch over dimensions, but became fascinated by human greed and gradually walked the path of corruption. Later, yearning for freedom, he rebelled against Oerisa and was ultimately sealed.

Imbued with Agemore’s resentment and longing for freedom, it constantly whispers nightmares to those who touch it.]

It had no special effects or Hidden Ability, but being A-grade, the description was quite detailed.

It was such a clear explanation, as if someone wanted viewers of this item to understand the situation on the Ganashia continent.

I stroked my chin and muttered like an old man who had seen it all.

“I see…”

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

Learning that Agemore was actually a person’s name and a slave to freedom, I began to understand the scenario’s background.

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

And because Agemore’s existence has been erased from this continent, his anger seems to have grown even greater.

It was truly a case of the shrimp’s back bursting in a whale fight.

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

The fact that dimensions perish if you fail to climb the Tower within Babel’s set time was something I learned through Alessandro.

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

But the factor that destroyed this dimension was none other than Agemore’s corruption.

‘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.

‘Why do I feel like my shoulders are getting heavier and heavier?’

Meanwhile, the golden aura disappeared from Paroxia.

This was the signal that repairs were complete!

[Paroxia (???)

A sacred relic symbolizing peace between humans and beastkin

– Status: Perfect]

“Well, not much of a description.”

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

Since it was said to be completed with goddess Oerisa’s blessing, 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 barely earned all went to the cost of breathing.

Does this make any sense?

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

At times like this, individual combat is necessary.

I looked at the Explorer’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.

Such a person obsessed with materials – wouldn’t there be at least one story about Agemore here?

Even if the entire continent forgot about Agemore, records should remain as the turtle beastkin said.

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

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

As expected, mages are all 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 a beeping alarm sound from far away, but I stood there holding that bundle of papers.

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

Ganashia Ancient History Research Institute / Written by Grand Scholar Elarion]

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

I quickly flipped to the front page.

[…In infinite time, Oerisa felt fatigue and realized the necessity of sacred 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 Ganashia continent, the world’s most distant land. This was a boundary where cold sea met 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 mystical 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 Agemore was called Probi.

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

There are so many place names I’ve learned since coming here that it’s confusing, but ‘Probi’ seemed meaningful.

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

‘Could it be that Agemore’s corruption also started there?’

I urgently typed a message.

[Is Probi where the Black Mist started by any chance?]

The reply arrived quickly.

[> New Message

– That’s right, but who are you? Ι Wanda (Dimension-Earth Ι Zone-South Korea Ι Floor 51 Performer)]

As expected, I knew it from when she changed her 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 Agemore at Probi cliff shore and bring Paroxia to Prorobel to restore it.

‘This scenario is cleared.’

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

He’s a god’s child – 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’s 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 possessed the rebellious spirit of Agemore and shrugged my shoulders.

However, the fact that I can’t enter the sanctuary would also apply to me… How should I solve that problem?

Beep- Beep- Beep-

“Ah, right.”

Lost in deep thought, I startled and looked up.

Perhaps feeling disappointed 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 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 bad.”

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 like 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 terrain reconnaissance and securing a map.

Well, I would have known if I had experience with scenario raids.

‘Next time, I’ll get a map first.’

“No, what am I saying?!”

There shouldn’t be a next time, Lee Hae-won!

Participating in another scenario – what a ridiculous assumption to make.

I quickly shook my head to dismiss such wicked thoughts.

Still, one fortunate thing is that I know the beastkin territory of Kona and the human territory of Casabl are adjacent to each other.

I can’t go directly to Kona, but I can 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 presence anywhere, but the screaming continued without stopping.

I’m in a hurry right now, so I can’t stop my journey for some 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 out the window, and the Nokgacheon was faithfully running toward the screaming.

Deep in the forest.

Tree branches carelessly scratching my cheeks stung.

Even so, the screaming grew louder.

Finally, when 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 devoid of reason.

The only thing that stood out from the emotionless expression was the mouth glowing dark red.

Every time it opened its mouth, ominous-colored breath poured out.

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 the scene.

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

It was truly an instant.

‘Damn it, why does it have to be about a child again.’

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

‘Wait, wait. What am I doing?!’

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

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.

Black person, black skin that seemed tainted by Black Mist.

Could that be what someone 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.

Black particles peeled off and disappeared into the sky.

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

The black figure disappeared like that, leaving only me and the unknown man.

As the surroundings became quiet, the man let out 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…!’

Wait, am I really not a Babel Kid?

The Repair skill must be Babel’s consideration for me, given my weak body.

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

Meanwhile, the man who had regained 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 stand 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 exactly was he being chased by a black person in the middle of such a forest?

Do humans transform like that when tainted by Black Mist?

The man before me would be able to answer those questions.

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

“Thank you for saving me.”

“Oh, don’t mention it.”

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

“Huh?!”

I looked up in shock.

The man also flinched in surprise, but I asked without hesitation.

“Clara’s man?!”

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