The Magical Hunter Girl Decorates the Dungeon! - Chapter 72

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The Magic Hunter Girl Decorates a Dungeon! Episode 72
Clovis left the room in haste. Lee Ji followed close behind.
On the 2nd Floor Reception Room, the Stepbrother—loud-voiced as ever—had piled flowers onto the desk.
“Did you visit the Greenhouse, sir?”
“Yes. I thought Father’s most beautiful flowers would surely be there.”
Lee Ji sighed at the heap of flowers. They’d been handled so carelessly that handprints marred the petals and stems everywhere. In half a day, they’d all be drooping and wilted.
Worse still, smoke drifted faintly from the blooms—he’d even been smoking in the Greenhouse.
‘What a waste!’
The thoughtless destroyer of flowers began showing off to his younger brother.
“There’s a gathering tonight, you see. I mean to give a certain lady flowers and a love letter. The flowers are ready, but where did the letter go?”
“I haven’t written it yet.”
“What? I asked you last night!”
“Yesterday at midday you had me organize the account books, so…”
“Ugh.”
He started to grumble, but catching sight of Lee Ji beside him, he forced his mouth into a smile.
“We get along wonderfully most days. When Mother and Father ask where you’ve been, tell them you saw two brothers who love each other dearly.”
“…”
“Clovis. You finish that letter by the time tea is over.”
“Understood.”
The two left the 2nd Floor Reception Room, and only once they’d reached the 4th Floor did Lee Ji pour out her anger in urgent whispers to Clovis.
“Your brother is absolutely dreadful! Are you really all right? No matter how much you try to remember stepping in filth kindly, it never becomes a pleasant memory!”
“Ahahaha! That’s a funny way to put it.”
“Reality isn’t funny. Are you sure you’re all right?”
Clovis soon stopped laughing and answered seriously.
“Honestly, when I relived my past as a Dungeon, I did think about getting revenge here. I considered dumping ink all over that face.”
“Good.”
But Dungeons keep regenerating unless you destroy the Core, and my revenge just slips away like a speck of dust. Rather than stay tethered to the Dungeon forever, accepting reality was the better answer.”
“Reality?”
“Seeing myself triumphant over all this past, and happy.”
“…”
“You said you trust me, didn’t you? If you trust me completely, I’ll tell you how this all ends.”
He’d given an earnest answer already. This time, a simple nod was enough.
Clovis spoke evenly, as though recounting someone else’s story.
“Around 3 p.m., Clovis will go to the Greenhouse on his father’s orders to tidy up the potted plants.”
Lee Ji gazed out through the hallway window. The beautiful white Greenhouse came into view.
“And at 3:40 p.m., right when Father finishes his first drink, the Greenhouse catches fire.”
“What?”
“I’ll escape, but I’ll be blamed for the fire. The real cause was my brother carelessly dropping a burning cigarette and leaving—but no one will know that.”
“…”
“Father readily gives away his possessions, but losing them through negligence is a different matter entirely. Afterward, I face all manner of hardship, and I flee the house. And I become something that transcends the flesh.”
“Clovis…”
“That fire is a false accusation, but it’s also the beginning of my freedom. Without it, I’d have been content to live as a servant in this house forever.”
Clovis smiled dryly. It was an honest smile, yet somehow not one a boy would wear.
“The Dungeon will be cleared before the fire spreads far. Don’t worry even if you see smoke—just leave.”
“Couldn’t you put out the spark beforehand?”
“Should I? The fire will burn eternally from this point on, and I’m freed because of it.”
“…”
“Don’t even think of going to put it out. If Father hears an outsider rushing toward the Greenhouse, he’ll have the servants stop you before you even arrive.”
Just then, a servant’s voice echoed from downstairs.
“The flowers have arrived!”
“Go down. Your third flower has come.”
Clovis remained seated at the desk without lifting his head. Lee Ji descended to the first floor without managing to give him any answer.
Clovis.
The boy who was now Grimoire fought to suppress the urge to stare at the back of his Contractor’s head.
‘What do I do? Being like this with Lee Ji is actually really fun…!’
Strolling through the Garden together was naturally enjoyable.
Even climbing and descending the manor stairs had been pleasant.
But what troubled him more than the joy was that his heart had been perfectly calm when the two of them stood before his brother.
Which meant, in turn, that he had felt anxiety upon meeting his brother again after so long.
‘I thought I’d stopped feeling anxious by now…’
Winter of 1800. An orphan boy named Clovis was adopted into a Baron’s family.
Despite being only seven years old, he possessed an intellect as sharp as an adult’s.
The Baron made a request of him then.
‘My heir lacks some in judgment. I hope you will become his second mind from now on.’
The Baron’s assessment was wrong.
His eldest son lacked not only judgment, but also sense and conscience.
The eldest son used Clovis—who tried hard to support him—like a mere servant.
And in early summer of 1803.
The eldest son carelessly dropped a lit cigarette in the Greenhouse.
The fire erupted precisely when Clovis happened to be there.
Clovis survived, but bore the full weight of his adoptive father’s unreasonable rage—fueled by the eldest son, who sought to hide his own negligence.
That night, Clovis fled the house.
…It was not a happy ending.
Freedom never reached the injured boy; sepsis found him first.
Summer of 1803. Shivering in the cold, the boy thought:
If given a second chance, he would dedicate his wisdom to someone far more worthy.
When consciousness slipped away like sleep and his eyes opened once more,
A woman with earthen skin looked down at Clovis and spoke.
[What a rare talent I encounter. Shall I grant your wish?]
[If you accept my proposal, you will be reborn as a “Book”—humanity’s eternal teacher.]
[But to become a Book, you must first become blank. Are you prepared to endure the pain of emptying your mind?]
Clovis nodded.
His soul was cast into a void of nothingness—a trial to expunge his memories and emotions from his time as human.
Because Clovis had still been a child, two centuries of training sufficed for his rebirth.
With hair transformed from black to sky blue, he stood in the World Library as Grimoire 1803, and began earnestly learning the world.
He sought out records of his time as “Clovis.” To one who had tasted the void of the cosmos, old memories brought no pain.
Later, when he discovered his past had become a Dungeon and went to experience it firsthand, his heart felt strangely detached.
Rather, the many flora and fauna gathered by the Baron, who had become the Dungeon’s boss, merely stirred his curiosity.
So when his first Contractor desired flowers, he thought of this place.
Lee Ji.
He had wanted to share this beautiful place with her proudly.
‘…Was that a miscalculation?’
Lee Ji seemed somewhat uncomfortable.
‘The Dungeon will be resolved before the fire spreads anyway, though…’
The restless Clovis eventually rose from his seat without finishing the love letter.
That fool wouldn’t even manage to start a romance before getting dumped.
Meanwhile, on the 1st Floor of the Baron’s Estate.
The Baron exclaimed in admiration at the Forsythia sapling in the servant’s hands.
“Ho! Splendid and fresh indeed! You paid the merchant well, I trust?”
“Of course, sir. The whole world should know of your magnificent generosity!”
“Well done. Now then…”
The Baron found himself facing the girl beside him, Lee Ji, whose eyes sparkled with expectation.
“Young lady. Did you say you wanted this?”
“Yes! If you give it to me, I’ll proclaim every day that you’re a wonderful person!”
“There’s no need for all that! Well… ordering two was the right choice. I’ll give you one.”
“Thank you!”
The servant carried the Forsythia sapling to the front of the Baron’s Estate, then withdrew. Lee Ji immediately used her skill.
‘Gardener’s Song!’
[Garden Decoration Element]
: Sunflower (1/1)
: Pink Tulip (1/1)
: Forsythia (1/1) (new!)
One Point remained for decoration.
She’d decided to save it for moments like helping someone—the way she had with Geum Grandmother or Siheon.
But…
Lee Ji returned to the Baron’s Estate and knocked on the 4th Floor office door. The Baron, who had been examining the Forsythia branch, looked up.
“What is it, young lady?”
“Baron, I’m so grateful for the Forsythia!”
“Feel free to thank me for my generous life of giving.”
“Actually, I also took one tulip and one sunflower from the Garden earlier. They were so beautiful. Is that all right?”
“Ha! Of course. I’m generous with people who appreciate true value.”
To the Baron, still playing at open-heartedness,
Lee Ji posed a question that made him uneasy.
“Will you really give me anything if I ask?”

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