I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 138

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 138

Lowly Thing

Se-yeon, who had entered her house, pressed her forehead.

A strange headache that seemed painful yet not painful at the same time.

It was a mysteriously more unpleasant pain than a sharp ache.

“Why won’t this charge again?”

What kind of day is this really?

Nothing’s working except for meeting that little fan earlier.

“Haaaaah!”

She threw herself onto the sofa and let out a deep sigh.

It had already been a week since she started attempting the 90th floor.

She should be seeing some progress by now, but it still wasn’t easy.

Se-yeon bolted upright and checked her phone.

Still no sign of it turning on.

‘Should I just quickly do a trial run of the 90th floor?’

There wasn’t much information on Tower Site about floors above the 80th.

Since climbing levels had become competitiveness in this world, each country controlled information.

Of course, even without such control, individuals wouldn’t easily share clearing tips either.

Anyway, it meant that for tower climbing, you ultimately had to gather information by facing it directly.

‘You better be turned on when I come back. If you don’t want to become powder.’

She delivered an ultimatum to her phone.

If it still wasn’t on when she returned, it would be replaced immediately.

She stretched and walked toward the climbing-only room.

Just need to get a quick taste of the monster placement structure and come out… Crash!!!

Se-yeon froze with her hand on the door handle.

She stared at the completely destroyed balcony.

Did a bird crash into it? No, it’s too big to be a bird?

Something curled up in a ball among the shattered glass pieces.

She clenched her fists and approached it.

“Huh?”

Se-yeon’s mouth fell open.

After confirming the identity, it felt even more surreal.

“Jinhyeok?”

“Oh?”

Jinhyeok got up from his spot and dusted off his clothes.

Then he looked around the living room that had become a mess.

‘Hmm, I crashed too hard.’

He could have used force to tear off the door.

But in a situation where he didn’t know when Se-yeon would enter the Tower.

His impatience got the better of him, so he just crashed right through.

Looking at Se-yeon who was completely frozen, he recalled what Camilla had said.

-Just knock her out first.

He had been lost in thought at first due to her straightforward request.

It wasn’t about whether he should really knock out Se-yeon in her own house.

Camilla must have had her reasons for telling him to do so.

He was just wondering how to knock her out.

Normally, he would have caught her off guard and delivered a palm strike.

If only his confident palm strike in the United Kingdom hadn’t failed.

-How to knock her out? That’s too simple.

Camilla had solved Jinhyeok’s dilemma in one go.

Jinhyeok smiled and approached Se-yeon.

“Se-yeon. Listen carefully to what I’m about to say. It’s extremely important, really.”

“Uh… Yes, yes. But why did you come through the balcony instead of the perfectly fine door…?”

She asked what she was most curious about while still in a dazed state.

Even when he lived here, he used to go over the balcony, but he had never crashed through it like this.

“Well, because you weren’t responding. Your phone was off, I contacted you from the lobby but you didn’t answer, and you didn’t respond to the doorbell either.”

“That can’t be.”

She had been sprawled on the sofa.

But she hadn’t fallen asleep.

There’s no way she wouldn’t have heard that.

“Come closer for a moment. It’s really, really urgent and confidential.”

“Yes, yes.”

She didn’t know what this situation was about, but since he asked her to come closer, she brought her face near.

Perfect, Jinhyeok naturally approached near her ear.

Jinhyeok placed his hand on Se-yeon’s neck.

Snap!

Talisman attachment complete.

He supported Se-yeon as her strength left her and laid her on the sofa.

Se-yeon fell into a peaceful sleep.

This was much cleaner and more peaceful than a palm strike, so he was quite satisfied.

Kancheo, who had been running around in stealth mode, came over.

“Yodel Ranger Vice-Captain Kancheo! Returning after completing reconnaissance mission! No cameras! No recording devices! Nothing at all!”

“Good. Camilla, you can manifest now.”

Rustle.

Camilla manifested in yukata attire and swept her floor-length hair back.

Then she quietly lowered her gaze to look at the sleeping Se-yeon.

“This is a curse.”

“A curse? The kind shamans cast on each other?”

“It’s a word that encompasses various things, but you can roughly call it a curse. She’s been afflicted with something nasty.”

Jinhyeok frowned.

Se-yeon had been cursed.

Given her personality, there was no one she would have earned resentment from.

One possibility immediately came to mind.

Those guys who had intentionally interfered with Se-yeon’s tower climbing last time.

He clicked his tongue and lowered his body.

“How nasty is it? What’s the curse for?”

“It’s not something you’d use on a person. It’s the kind you’d use on a mortal enemy. In other words, they were trying to kill this girl.”

Camilla gently caressed Se-yeon’s cheek.

“Normally, she would have died long ago. If not for the divine power dwelling in this girl’s body. By the way, it’s an enormous amount. Did she receive a goddess’s blessing or something?”

“I heard she has a holy-type hidden class.”

“Hidden class? I don’t know what that is, but it’s impressive.”

“Camilla. Can you remove this curse? In movies and dramas, it looks extremely difficult to remove. There are many required conditions too.”

“Usually, yes. But you don’t need to worry. This one’s fine.”

When Jinhyeok looked puzzled, Camilla smiled as if it was nothing.

“It’s a curse cast by some lowly thing with no pedigree. I can remove it with just a flick of my finger.”

“Ooooh…!”

Jinhyeok’s eyes sparkled.

Truly a being called Manshin.

“She’s a fraud but somehow cool.”

This time Kancheo also acknowledged her with a thumbs up.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Camilla, who had been tapping her fingers, opened her mouth.

“But it’s better to leave it alone for now. If I remove the curse, the one who cast it will notice immediately. Let me see.”

Camilla got up and looked around.

“To cast a curse of this level, that wretch would have needed a medium.”

Her eyes glowed blue as she activated her spiritual sight.

How many seconds had passed?

Camilla’s lips curved upward.

“That’s it.”

Camilla went to the table and picked up the bracelet.

Jinhyeok, who had moved beside her, clicked his tongue.

It looked like such a cute and adorable bead bracelet on the outside, yet it was used as a medium for a curse.

“Shall I take a look at what kind of wretch this is?”

Camilla lifted the bracelet and closed her eyes.

Then she opened the second eyelid that only those with spiritual sight possessed.

Threads of traces flowing out from the bracelet and extending somewhere.

Camilla’s eyes began moving rapidly, following the threads.

‘As expected, it’s a wretch.’

The weaker one’s divine power, the closer they need to be.

As expected, they were not far away.

Gulp!

Jinhyeok swallowed dry saliva as he watched.

He kept his mouth tightly shut, worried he might interfere.

Before long, Camilla opened her eyes.

“Not far. 4 kilometers to the east. It says ‘Yuweonsangga’ there.”

He quickly pulled out the Yodel Compass.

Just as Camilla said, it showed exactly 4,000.

“An old woman in her 80s. Wearing blood-soaked shaman robes. The stench will be overwhelming, so you’ll recognize her immediately.”

“Okay. Camilla, please look after Se-yeon. I’ll be back.”

Jinhyeok, who had been heading for the door, changed direction and ran to the balcony.

Since he had already broken it open so refreshingly, he might as well use it once more.

He put strength into his foot as he stepped onto the balcony.

Then he kicked off hard and leaped into the air.

Just wait a little longer.

You wretch.

In the basement of Yuweonsangga located nearby.

Kurone, having finished her work, got up.

“Tsk tsk… You sure found a place full of negative energy.”

She had only thought of her as a child.

But seeing her clean work, she could understand why they had hired Minako.

“Mmph…! Mmph!”

Tearful moans came from the corner.

Children tied with ropes made of talismans and trapped in cages.

Kurone approached and smiled.

“Don’t look at me with those eyes. It brings bad luck. Curses can be born from even the smallest resentment. And be proud. This is work that will bring down South Korea’s pillar. You’re sacrificing yourselves for the country.”

Casting curses requires a price.

The more terrible the curse to be cast, the stronger the target, the higher the price.

If this price is insufficient, the curse bounces back and returns to its source.

That’s the backlash curse where the shaman who cast it suffers instead.

‘There won’t be any shortage.’

More than twenty children with the most abundant life force had been prepared.

No matter how much of a South Korean ranker the target was, they wouldn’t exceed this price.

Ring ring ring.

“So impatient. So impatient.”

Kurone clicked her tongue and answered the phone.

# How did it go?

“Please wait just a little longer. It seems they haven’t entered the Tower yet.”

# How do you know when they’ll enter?

“What does it matter when they enter? They just need to die in the end. If they’re going to climb anyway, eventually…”

Crash!!

Her body shook with tremendous vibration.

Kurone barely managed to support her staggering body by grabbing the wall.

# What was that just now? What was that sound?

Kurone frowned.

Someone had burst through the underground wall.

A youthful face that looked barely twenty.

“A brat. What are you doing here?”

Jinhyeok dusted off his clothes and turned his head.

“Are you the grandmother? The one who cast a curse on Se-yeon.”

Kurone’s eyebrows twitched.

This was logically impossible.

Not only had he detected her curse, but he had followed it all the way here.

# Kurone! What’s going on right now!

“I’ll call back in a moment. A guest has arrived.”

# Don’t hang up and explain the situation! Kuro…

Click.

Kurone ended the call and put down her phone.

“You must be Japanese.”

“Who are you, kid? How did you follow my curse? I know you didn’t do it yourself.”

Jinhyeok didn’t answer.

Instead, he covered his nose.

“The stench is incredible.”

“You have no manners. Do you know who I am?”

“A wretch.”

Kurone’s face instantly contorted.

“What?”

She had to doubt her ears.

It was a word so far removed from herself.

“The one who cast this curse is a completely worthless wretch. That’s what my friend who figured out your curse and helped me follow it here said.”

“Hah.”

Kurone clicked her tongue.

“Child, you should have brought that friend along. But it’s fortunate. Your friend knows this address, right? At least they can clean up the corpse.”

She pulled out a reddish bell from her bosom.

A weapon forged for over 20 years with infant blood.

It was already a weapon specialized for casting curses.

What if Kurone’s awakened class abilities were added to this?

A curse that could instantly kill even the healthiest human would be created.

“I have many questions, but I’ll ask them later to the friend who’ll come here. Well then, farewell.”

Jingle.

A chilling bell sound rang out.

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