I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 129

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 129

About the Manshin

“Go!!!”

Jinhyeok closed his eyes.

The Old Man shouting loud enough to make the thatched cottage shake.

The startled friends also stared at the Old Man with wide eyes.

Thud thud!

“Where are you shouting to go!!”

“Momo’s ears hurt!!”

The beating resumed once again.

This time with aggravated charges, they let him get pummeled a bit more.

“Listen while getting hit. Who is the Manshin?”

“Do you want to receive divine punishment! Not even knowing who that is…”

“Where do you think you’re going! Where! Still playing around!”

Kancheo grabbed his hair and threw soft punches.

“Stop, stop! Stop hitting me! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you!”

The Old Man who had been getting beaten for a while expressed his surrender.

It wasn’t because the little ones’ soft punches hurt.

It was just too painful because Yodel fur kept getting into his nose and mouth.

“Huff! Huff! The Manshin is one who reads the heavenly signs! Someone who has lived for a tremendous span of a thousand years!”

“What a youngster.”

“You foreign bastard!”

“Watch your words! I’m 3,271 years old, an old lady living day by day!”

Ellia frowned.

Was she taking a jab? Or taking his side?

“Where is this Manshin?”

He still hadn’t seen the memory of his new friend.

Meaning the Grandfather in front wasn’t it.

The being called Manshin was likely the new friend.

“At the end of this space. But you won’t be able to meet them.”

“Why not?”

“That path is far too treacherous and dangerous. The moment you set foot there, your life will be taken.”

“If I go without getting my life taken, I can meet them, right?”

“Impossible! The Manshin is this era’s hero chosen by heaven. Even now, the Manshin is carrying out a mission that only they can perform. The moment you interfere, an unimaginable disaster will occur.”

Rustle.

As the Old Man finished speaking, a familiar hologram appeared.

A woman wearing pure white robes was praying at a gravestone.

“Is she Korean?”

“Korea? What’s that?”

The Old Man tilted his head as if hearing it for the first time.

Not knowing what era he was from, Jinhyeok tried reciting country names that came to mind.

“Joseon, Korea, Goryeo, Gojoseon, Silla, Goguryeo, Baekje. Is it one of these?”

“You’re just spouting incomprehensible words.”

Jinhyeok shrugged his shoulders.

The word Manshin is usually used for shamans.

That’s why he guessed, but apparently not.

He focused on the flowing memory again.

The memory’s owner hadn’t moved even slightly despite several seasons changing.

It was worrying enough to wonder if she’d become a waiting stone.

Twitch!

Jinhyeok brought his eyes closer.

Just for an instant, but something definitely moved.

And the woman who was praying seemed to sense this too.

“Stay still. It’s hard for both of us, so don’t struggle needlessly.”

A smile formed on the woman’s lips.

“You can never leave this place. So, go to sleep.”

Jinhyeok’s eyes widened.

As the quiet murmur ended, things that hadn’t been visible until now began to reveal themselves.

Beneath the gravestone was something very huge and pitch black.

A giant palm was placed on top of it.

Presumably, it seemed like a force created by the woman’s prayer.

From the outside, it might look like a peaceful scene, but it wasn’t.

It was continuing endlessly.

The struggle between what wouldn’t sleep and the being trying to make it sleep.

All the vibrations and writhing felt in the memory were byproducts of this collision.

Rustle.

The gradually fading hologram completely disappeared.

One close to heaven.

The woman who had been pressing down on the gravestone for ages seemed to be the friend he needed to meet from now on.

“But what do you do, Grandfather?”

“Me? I’m the Manshin’s Attendant.”

“Attendant? That dwarf who follows secret inspectors around? A lackey.”

“Lackey?”

Grandfather blinked, not knowing what the word meant.

Fortunately.

Because he didn’t understand Kancheo’s colorful vocabulary.

“So the path to the Manshin is over there.”

When Jinhyeok pointed in one direction, the Old Man frowned.

“What did you hear my words as! You’ll die the moment you step foot there! If you’re talking about going to that place…”

It was a tremendously long story, but to summarize in one line, the maze was very complicated.

“Is it more complicated than the maze Grandfather made?”

“Huh?”

Grandfather suddenly became speechless.

Breaking out in cold sweat, Grandfather barely managed to open his mouth.

“Th-that’s not it! My maze is the ultimate path that can never be escaped!”

This side had the Yodel Compass with them.

One hundred percent chance of passing through smoothly.

“Then it should be fine. I’ll go check it out.”

Jinhyeok smiled and turned around.

“Be careful, old man! If you say ‘go!’ again, I’ll really send you away!”

After making one last threat, Kancheo followed along.

They walked toward where Grandfather had pointed.

Certainly, the closer they got, the thicker the ominous atmosphere became.

“Another torongi.”

“Torii.”

Jinhyeok corrected the name and looked up.

A torii with talismans stuck on even more intensely than before.

He wondered if the word “eerie” was made for this very thing.

“Let’s go.”

Without further hesitation, he stepped forward.

Whether it’s a tiger or a dragon on the ground doesn’t matter.

If the Manshin says this is the next hero to take along, then I’ll help her and beat them up with gusto.

Ding!

[You have cleared the path to the separated chamber on the 10th Floor of the Mythic Tower!]

It has a similar structure to the ice prison where I met Dark.

A structure where you need to climb to the next floor to reach the subsequent chamber.

[You escaped the hellish maze full of illusions without getting lost even once!]

[The Yodel Compass that played a major role in escaping the maze! A slot for enhancement has been created below the compass! Only a born craftsman can enhance the compass!]

“Oh? It says I can enhance the Yodel Compass.”

“Is that so? I should visit the Yodel Forest to do some fishing at the lake. I need to periodically tighten up Grandpa Toto’s loose discipline.”

Grandpa Toto, the compass expert, came to mind.

He must be resting comfortably in his cozy tree house.

An unwelcome guest is about to barge in once again.

[You have cleared the 10th Floor of the Mythic Tower!]

[You can now enter the 11th Floor of the Mythic Tower, a chamber where something slumbers!]

Jinhyeok narrowed his eyes.

Something is sleeping.

It’s a phrase that gives off an ominous nuance, but he decided not to care.

Just like how Kancheo and Momo beat up the grandfather earlier, he’ll just pound it into submission.

[Exiting the 10th Floor of the Mythic Tower!]

Jinhyeok’s group exited the Tower along with the message.

“A-are they really leaving?!”

The Old Man who came running out late looked toward the torii.

The scoundrels were nowhere to be seen, having already left.

The Old Man pressed his forehead.

“Manshin, I’m sorry.”

The task given to the Old Man was simple.

Guard the path so no one could enter.

Though he got a bit carried away with his role and overdid it, he ended up being broken through by unexpected guys.

Rub rub.

He shook his head while rubbing the spot where he got punched.

Looking at it positively, it could be seen as youthful vigor.

But in the Old Man’s view, this was clear arrogance.

Arrogance stemming from the complacent thought of “let’s just clash and see what happens.”

Therefore, it would soon come down upon them.

Divine punishment for disobeying heaven’s orders.

Incheon Airport, South Korea.

Japanese Innovation Party member Sato Tsubasa emerged from the departure gate.

“First time since the Korea-Japan summit. Korea, that is.”

He slowly looked around.

Despite being the closest country, it’s a place he never had reason to visit.

He never thought he’d be revisiting for something like this.

“Where would you like to go, sir?”

“Hey, I told you to stop calling me ‘sir.’ Do we need to advertise to people that I came looking for a Runner? I even dressed casually for this.”

“I apologize.”

“And where would I go? I need to stay here.”

Those who followed him looked puzzled.

Inside the airport where people were bustling about.

What exactly was he planning to do here?

“You guided the friends who came down with me well, right?”

“Yes. We sent them to the places you instructed. We stationed two each at the Seoul Central Hunter Bureau and the National Assembly.”

“Well done. Let’s pray those friends bring back useful information.”

He walked leisurely while surveying the surroundings.

“Find me an open space that isn’t blocked off. Somewhere I can close my eyes and concentrate. Pay money to occupy the entire area if you have to.”

“Understood.”

Tsubasa let out a quiet breath.

Incheon Airport is vast.

But it’s within Tsubasa’s detection range.

If the owner of the resonance that Hosaka Group had been tracking appears, if he sets foot in the departure area, he’ll notice immediately.

If the one who killed Chairman Hosaka is the Runner, it would be absolutely perfect.

‘Probably not though.’

Tsubasa chuckled and shook his head.

It was too convenient, a wish with realistically slim chances.

Wiping out the yakuza and killing Chairman Hosaka wasn’t enough, then going to the United Kingdom to save the future queen?

Even superhero movies don’t pack their schedules this tightly.

“By the way, there are quite a lot of competitors.”

Throughout the departure area, there were several groups that were clearly extraordinary.

Obviously waiting for something.

It meant she wasn’t the only one who thought the Runner would appear at Incheon.

But she wasn’t worried.

The advantage was on her side.

The Runner is someone that a specific agency in South Korea is desperately trying to hide.

Meaning those others likely had no clues whatsoever.

She at least had the resonance of someone who might be the Runner – low probability, but she secretly hoped so.

“We found a suitable place.”

“Let’s go.”

Tsubasa followed her attendants to arrive beside a fountain.

“This is good. Stand around without being too obvious.”

“Understood.”

After loosening up her body, Tsubasa sat down in the center of the fountain.

Then she closed her eyes and brought her hands together.

Whoooosh…!

Threads that only Tsubasa could see shot out from her hands.

Threads extending in all directions, setting up a web like a spider.

Tsubasa loaded the resonance she had been carrying onto them.

Having completed her web for capture, Tsubasa smiled.

The preparations were complete.

All that remained was waiting.

Hoping that prey would get caught in the trap.

Jinhyeok, who had gotten off the private jet, stretched.

His belly had grown as huge as Namsan Mountain.

Thanks to enthusiastically eating the food Charles had prepared.

‘Private jets really are nice.’

Before it got too far away, he approached the private jet and rubbed its side.

To think this is mine.

I still can’t believe it.

“Thank you for your hard work over the long journey.”

The pilot who got off the plane bowed his head.

“Hard work? You’re the one who worked hard flying!”

The pilot looked at this incredibly polite young man.

A customer chamber completely separated from the cockpit with perfect privacy guaranteed.

Throughout the flight, there were loud noises, so I’m curious about what he was doing alone, but I can’t ask.

No matter how young he is, he’s a super VIP after all.

“Then I’ll see you on the next flight.”

“Yes. See you next time!”

Jinhyeok turned around and stretched.

Arrival at Cheongju Airport complete.

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