The Celestial Maiden’s Young Master in Another World - Chapter 14

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Episode 14. Dark Magic
“You’ve been through a lot. Are you feeling a bit better now?”
“Yes. I’m fine.”
Seongjaa entered the room naturally and settled onto the sofa.
‘Eli, what’s going on here?’
-How should I know? But Seongjaa is a real gem, I’m telling you. Not rough ore—a polished gem! Do you get it?! He’s on another level. Wow~
Ah, praise mode cooldown just kicked in.
Still, I’d been meaning to meet Seongjaa anyway, so this was fortunate.
‘But why did he come?’
I had no idea.
It was clear that he had a reason—and a strong one at that. Had Seongjaa received some kind of Divine Mission too?
‘Wait, I’m under the Divine Seal right now. I can’t hear anything from Eli about this.’
What does this mean?
Could it be that Eli warned me about this in a dream before I came here?
‘Haha, surely not.’
Well, I’d find out eventually. But there was something else that bothered me.
‘That’s Dark Aura, isn’t it?’
-Yeah, it is.
‘Why does Seongjaa have Dark Aura?’
From somewhere in Seongjaa’s body, black tendrils of Dark Aura were seeping out gradually.
With my newly acquired left eye, it was unmistakably clear.
“You seem very curious. I wonder what I came to find Lian for.”
“Ah, well… yes. Haha.”
Great. Looks like I’ve been talking to Eli too much.
But there was something odd in Seongjaa’s eyes. A strange warmth, almost fond?
“I’ve actually known about you since before you were even born.”
“What?”
Seongjaa smiled at my vacant expression.
“I was born as a Saint. A Saint’s duty is to protect people in the place of God.”
Saint Dein Clenor received revelations from Eli through indirect means for this very purpose. In his case, those revelations came through dreams.
“I’ve had many dreams since I was very young. Dreams I couldn’t always understand.”
Dein dreamed every day until God withdrew his presence. Endlessly.
Among those dreams, one repeated so often that it remained carved into his memory.
“At first, I thought I kept having the same dream because I failed to grasp God’s intention.”
Dein’s hand wavered uncertainly through the air.
“…But today. After seeing you, I finally understood it wasn’t that.”
“Did I appear in that dream?”
“I can’t be certain. Your face was obscured. But.”
This time Seongjaa’s gaze fixed clearly on where Eli was.
“You’re the only person accompanied by a mysterious being. The small entities that were present at the baptism are no longer visible, but…”
-What?! You can see me?
Eli suddenly darted around Seongjaa in excited circles.
‘Small entities probably means spirits.’
The fact that Seongjaa’s Spiritual Eyes are open is remarkable enough—but this man saw me beforehand in a dream.
‘What does this mean?’
Eli. Just how far ahead did you see?
‘Seongjaa’s Spiritual Eyes probably opened because of the Divine Power embedded in his body.’
It happened rarely—when someone touched the divine and their Spiritual Eyes awakened. But things worked differently in this world.
‘Even here, it’s nearly impossible.’
This world’s very structure made Spiritual Eyes difficult to open.
Seongjaa had pierced through an incredibly slim possibility to awaken his Spiritual Eyes!
But right now, the origin didn’t matter.
“I’m still not sure why God guided you to me. But I felt I had to meet you.”
I nodded in agreement. It was an excellent choice.
After all, I needed to meet him to lift the Divine Seal.
But before that.
“Saint, have you encountered a demon recently?”
“What?”
I needed to confirm something.
“I sense Dark Aura emanating from your body.”
“No, that’s… that can’t be right.”
Seongjaa’s visible panic flickered across his face.
“I haven’t left the Holy Palace of the Main Temple for the past three years.”
Pardon?
“You attended the ceremony with Cardinal Sabelio, didn’t you? He didn’t mention anything to you?”
“Since Lian returned from the Labyrinth, I’ve been working alone. The Cardinal’s been buried in cleanup work.”
So the dark aura clung to him just recently, then.
‘Even so, this is the Main Temple of the Religious Order…?’
Laelrum, the capital of the Elion Holy Empire where the baptism ceremony was held, was sacred ground.
That meant the concentration of Divine Power here was incomparably higher than anywhere else.
Yet someone capable of wielding dark aura was moving about?
Who? Where?
-Could there be collaborators inside?
Hell… if there were collaborators in the Main Temple, that would be the worst scenario.
“For now, let’s cleanse the dark aura.”
The moment I moved to summon Divine Power—
[-That isn’t merely dark aura.]
A voice rang out in my mind.
‘Who are you?’
[-You don’t remember the voice of the one who granted you the Mark of Prophet just moments ago?]
It was the Winged Angel.
[-From now on, I will convey Divine Missions through the Mark of Prophet.]
‘So that’s what that meant.’
To declare remote control in such a manner—my expression naturally twisted. Of course it did.
[-Hmm. What’s attached to Seongjaa isn’t mere dark aura, but the residue of Dark Magic.]
‘So it wasn’t something picked up just now?’
[-Correct. That is a trace of Dark Magic layered upon itself over a very long time.]
That changed things considerably.
‘Does that mean it won’t disappear easily?’
[-Not quite. The Dark Magic used on Seongjaa isn’t a particularly complex curse. The process is simply… tedious.]
Ah.
[-Dark Magic was used to brainwash Seongjaa, so I neutralized it with a Divine Seal using Divine Power. However….]
The reason for Seongjaa’s Divine Seal became clear at last. It truly had been a protective seal.
‘I can’t simply lift the seal without properly dispelling the Dark Magic.’
Merely wiping away the dark aura clinging to Seongjaa’s body wouldn’t completely erase the Dark Magic’s curse.
I understood now why the angel had emerged so urgently.
The work just multiplied. What was I supposed to do now?
Seongjaa stared blankly at me as I conversed with the angel.
“Hold on a moment, Seongjaa.”
“Of course.”
Meanwhile, Eli moved to Seongjaa’s side and began fussing over him eagerly. Seongjaa, unable to hear the voice, could only look bewildered.
‘What should I do, then?’
[-Dark Magic requires a medium. For a lower-grade curse like this to take proper effect, the victim must continuously keep it on their body. Once the medium is completely purified, the Dark Magic is dispelled.]
Finding the Dark Magic medium. Understood.
[-Next, you must completely conceal Seongjaa’s Divine Power once the Dark Magic is lifted. The one behind all this will surely continue to linger near Seongjaa.]
Conceal Seongjaa’s Divine Power…? All of that vast amount?
[-Don’t worry. There happens to be a Sacred Relic perfectly suited for this purpose.]
Surely not.
‘Do I need to go retrieve it?’
[-Yes. It’s a holy relic that’s been forgotten and buried for quite some time now.]
Damn. Of course.
[-Ahem. Though it’s not in a completely unexpected location. It’s buried in the very heart of the sacred ground—where Divine Power is most abundant.]
The place with the most Divine Power? Isn’t that here?
[-The Academy among all places, where the children gather. Search there. I wish you fortune.]
‘Wait, hold on just a—!’
The angel finished what it had to say and vanished without ceremony.
‘Fortune? Damn it all! I can’t just go to the Academy right now!’
I still had a year before enrollment!
I caught a glimpse of Seongjaa, unsettled by Eli’s fussing, still looking precarious.
For now, I’d do what I could.
“Master Seongjaa, I’ve spoken with the Winged Angel about your condition. They say the dark aura clinging to you bears the marks of Dark Magic.”
“How did you manage to converse with the angel? And Dark Magic, you say?”
He was startled. So was I.
“They say someone attempted to brainwash you using Dark Magic. The reason you suddenly lost access to your Divine Power—that was your own power suppressing the Dark Magic to protect yourself.”
Seongjaa’s expression grew complicated as the truth of the Divine Seal became clear.
Small wonder. He’d endured so much anguish because of that seal, only to learn it had been protecting him all along.
‘He’s still so young. How cruel.’
“Is there any object you carry with you at all times?”
“Ah… yes, there is.”
Good—it seemed we’d find the Dark Magic conduit quickly.
“That’s likely the focal point channeling the Dark Magic. I’ll need to purify it. Would you show it to me?”
“…….”
Seongjaa fell silent. Beneath that silence, I glimpsed something like anger.
‘What—did I misspeak?’
-I don’t know!
“…The only thing I carry with me always is my mother’s keepsake.”
Ah. I see.
Click—
A small Pendant emerged from within Seongjaa’s robes.
-Wow.
‘Wow.’
The moment I saw it, we both gasped in unison.
-Whoever embedded this Dark Aura did it with incredible subtlety. This person—are they even human? I don’t think so.
‘I couldn’t say who planted it. Could be human, could be demon.’
-Either way, ordinary humans would never detect something this fine.
‘Even the Cardinals?’
-What, did they breed with angels or something?
‘Ah.’
-You and I have our souls bound together, so you sense things more acutely. The others aren’t so fortunate.
Of course. That explained why even Seongjaa, with his Spiritual Eyes opened, had failed to perceive it.
“May I examine it for a moment?”
“Of course.”
I turned the Pendant over in my hands, opening my Spiritual Eyes wide.
Before, I would have only seen where the Dark Aura was concentrated.
Now I could see clearly how the threads of Dark Aura tangled and wove into a circuit of terrible complexity.
‘That’s not a circuit—it’s a Magic Circle.’
Electricity, circuits—five years living here and my modern brain still hadn’t adjusted. Even now I caught myself thinking in the old terms.
The Magic Circle appeared, at first glance, as though its threads of Dark Aura had all been severed.
But as Eli had suggested, the threads weren’t broken at all—merely faint, held in delicate connection, perfectly complete.
The Circle’s power was weak in itself. Yet worn constantly against Seongjaa’s body, it must have exerted considerable influence.
“Master Seongjaa, there’s a Dark Magic Circle inscribed on your Pendant.”
“I see.”
Seongjaa’s expression had turned decidedly grim.
“Dismantling the Circle shouldn’t be too difficult. I think it’s best we do it right away.”
“…Yes. Please proceed.”
Seongjaa hesitated for a moment, then nodded his assent.
‘Don’t worry. I’ll remove it cleanly, without harming the Pendant at all.’
I’d never done this before, but I felt confident. Purification had always been one of my core strengths.
The Winged Angel had said that performing Purification was what I needed to do.
I gathered Divine Power to my fingertips. Since obtaining the Divine Power Crystal, my control had improved dramatically—it was far easier now.
‘Perhaps I won’t need the fountain pen anymore.’
I began inscribing Divine Power symbols across the Pendant with my fingers.
The moment the first stroke of Purification etched itself into the surface, Eli breathed her Divine Power into it. My writing became a vessel for her radiance.
“I’ve never encountered a Purification method like this.”
Of course not.
Strictly speaking, this was an application of Talisman Technique. I could never have conceived of it without Eli beside me.
Seongjaa watched the characters materialize with something like wonder in his eyes.
‘Is this a Magic Circle? No, it’s something else… what is it?’
It differed from the formations used by those who wielded Divine Magic.
‘I spoke with the Winged Angel earlier. Could this be an ancient Divine Magic Circle she taught me?’
Unaware of the misunderstanding taking shape in Seongjaa’s mind, Lian focused on the characters before him.
‘The efficiency is insane now that I have Divine Power Crystals.’
Before, even when he’d inscribed the characters, they didn’t really look like proper script.
The lines were uneven and trembling, creating light distortion every time they were used, and the clarity was terrible.
But the Purification characters he was inscribing now had unmistakable form and life to them.
‘Hmm, I’m quite pleased with this.’
If he could produce more Divine Power Crystals, he might restore his Talisman Technique to its former skill level.
He devoted his full concentration to completing the final character. The moment he drew the last stroke.
Sizzle—!
The character blazed with light, burning away the Dark Aura from the Dark Magic Circle. As the aura vanished completely, the Purification character faded and dissolved with it.
The Pendant showed no damage. Only the Magic Circle had been cleanly dispelled and purified.
“You should be fine now.”
He returned the Pendant and examined Seongjaa’s body. The Dark Aura still clung to him, but it wouldn’t worsen any further.
“The aura on your body will be difficult to remove right now.”
“Why is that?”
“I need to eliminate the aura before lifting the Divine Seal, but if I do, it’ll be obvious that the Seal has been broken.”
“You’re thinking of the spies in the Main Temple.”
“Yes.”
Seongjaa was sharp—he understood at once.
“Fortunately, the Winged Angel told me a way to conceal your condition.”
The drawback is that we have to wait a year.
After a brief explanation,
once Seongjaa seemed satisfied, Lian summoned the spirits.
-Yap!
-You called?
At the small beings bursting from thin air, Seongjaa’s eyes went wide.
“You’ve seen them before, haven’t you? These little ones. If you stay with them and anything happens, just ask them to tell me about it.”
“Yes, I will.”
-So I should follow the white one?
-There’s some dirty stuff stuck on him, but his aura’s so clean it’s fine!
The two spirits latched firmly onto Seongjaa’s head and settled in place. He looked uncomfortable,
“Then I’ll wait for your word.”
At last, he’d fulfilled roughly half of his Divine Mission regarding Seongjaa.
‘Only the Academy remains.’

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