The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 88

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#Episode 88
[Warning]
Cards cannot be restored once enhanced.
This was my first time enhancing a card with a spirit dwelling within it, so the caution weighed heavily on my mind.
I didn’t even know her name, but the Goddess of Fortune had aided me more than once or twice.
– I am fine with this, Master.
The Goddess of Fortune’s voice reached me.
‘Are you truly certain?’
– You are the master of infinite power, my lord. It brings me only joy to see your authority grow ever greater.
‘Thank you. But….’
– Please, speak freely.
‘If I enhance the card, will you disappear…?’
– You need not harbor such concerns. I shall remain at your side for all eternity.
‘Is that so?’
– So proceed without worry and enhance it. Misfortune shall come, but….
‘What do you mean? Misfortune will come?’
Eun-sung was bewildered.
Moments ago she had said it was fine….
That she was even pleased….
That I should proceed without concern….
‘Will misfortune befall me? Or you?’
But no answer came.
“…What am I supposed to do?”
My deliberation was brief.
‘She said she was fine with it.’
I resolved to proceed with the enhancement regardless.
“What are you doing, brother?”
“I’m not sure myself.”
“You must be enhancing an ability. With Etherium.”
“As expected of you, hyung.”
The novices held their breath and whispered at the wondrous sight.
“Fortune… enhance.”
Whiiiiiish―!
The moment I made my decision, the Gold Etherium and Violet Etherium swirled ferociously around the [Fortune] card before being gradually absorbed into it.
Flash!
“Ugh.”
A blinding radiance erupted from the enhanced card.
Soon a card emerged, its surface a deep violet tinged with golden and azure hues.
[Fortune & Misfortune]
★★★★
Fortune and misfortune.
⚅⚅⚅ × 3
On the left side of the [Fortune & Misfortune] card, against a golden background, was inscribed the Goddess of Fortune,
and on the right side, against a deep purple background, was the goddess of misfortune.
A total of three dice could be rolled.
It seemed the fortune and misfortune values obtainable from the card ranged from a minimum of 3 to a maximum of 18.
Comparing it to the existing [Fortune] card, which had two dice with a minimum of 2 and maximum of 12, this was definitely an enhancement.
Whoooosh!
Soon, the spirits bound to the [Fortune & Misfortune] card revealed themselves.
“It’s been a while, Master.”
The fortune card spirit smiled toward Eun-sung.
‘Seria.’
For some reason, I knew the name of the fortune card’s spirit.
No one had taught me.
Nor had I named her myself.
I simply knew.
“I greet you, Master. O possessor of infinite power.”
Unlike the Goddess of Fortune, Seria, a goddess clad in black leather garments knelt on one knee before Eun-sung.
“Ah.”
Only then did I understand what Seria had meant.
That warning about misfortune coming—it had truly been a prophecy of misfortune to come.
* * *
The goddess of misfortune, Serka, was a being quite different from the Goddess of Fortune, Seria, in many ways.
“As a faithful servant, I shall pour curses upon those who dare oppose my Master, shrouding their lives in misfortune.”
Serka declared quite radical ambitions from the very first meeting.
Her fierce determination made me think I absolutely should not activate her.
But apart from that, I could not bring myself to even look at Serka directly.
‘Ugh.’
Her attire was far too daring, and I simply could not find anywhere safe to direct my gaze.
In truth, Seria, the Goddess of Fortune, was no different, making it equally difficult to look at her properly.
“Ahem.”
“Cough.”
Kim Doo-hyun and Oh Tae-kwon both cleared their throats awkwardly and turned their heads away.
“Nice to meet you. I’m looking forward to working with you, Serka. But, that term ‘Master’—it’s a bit much. Could you call me something else? Like, young master, perhaps…?”
“I am your servant, Master. How could I possibly address you differently?”
“Still, it’s hard on the ears…”
“A master must be master-like, and a servant must be servant-like. As a servant, I could never presume to use such an improper form of address.”
“Ugh.”
Eun-sung shuddered at the difficulty of the situation.
“But that’s what the young master desires, is it not?”
Seria slipped in smoothly and tried to persuade Serka.
“The young master is in a difficult position, so you should….”
“What are you talking about? You with your head in the clouds.”
Serka snorted derisively.
“Huh.”
“W-wait, what did that woman just say?”
Eun-sung and his companions froze.
“Serka, you really haven’t changed one bit from before.”
Seria forced a gentle smile as she tried to soothe Serka.
“You can’t keep being so stubborn, can you? By your own logic, we are the young master’s servants. So….”
“You still seem to lack any real understanding, sister.”
Serka cut off Seria’s words.
“How dare you call the master of infinite power ‘young master’?”
“Serka, that’s going too far.”
“Too far? What’s too far about it?”
Serka crossed her arms with a rotten smile.
“Since you’re not serving the master properly, I’m stepping up right now.”
“…Are you finished speaking?”
“I’m not done yet.”
“What else?”
“You’re a source of false hope, sister. You make it seem like you’ll come, but you never show your face. How is that any different from torture?”
“And what about you?”
Seria didn’t back down and countered.
“Everyone hates you. Do you have any idea how much people suffer every time you show up without warning?”
“At least I don’t make people hold false expectations like you do. People get hurt in proportion to their hopes. You don’t even understand that. No wonder people say your head is in the clouds when you live so thoughtlessly.”
“Ah. So that’s why you have no friends.”
“What?”
“You’re always alone, aren’t you? Who would like someone who only brings pain to others?”
“Just die.”
Whoooosh!
Serka gathered ether in both hands and fired it toward Seria.
“You’re the one who should disappear.”
Seria didn’t yield either, releasing ether to block Serka’s attack head-on.
Boom!
Crash!
Kaboom!
Fortune and misfortune.
The surroundings began to be devastated by the clash between Seria and Serka.
“H-hyung? Why are those ladies suddenly fighting?”
“Seems like they don’t get along.”
Eun-sung shrugged with an expression of uncertainty at Kim Doo-hyun’s question.
“Shouldn’t we stop them?”
“If I get involved, I feel like I’m going to die?”
“Huh?”
“Just kidding.”
Eun-sung stepped forward briskly.
Had this been anywhere else, I would have let them continue fighting, but we were inside a Gate.
If the Broadcast Spirits swarmed us in numbers, things would become problematic, so stopping the fight was the best course of action.
“Stop.”
Eun-sung pondered for a moment on how to intervene, then opened his mouth.
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Yes, Master.”
Seria and Serka immediately ceased their fighting and turned to face Eun-sung.
* * *
“Let’s go.”
After distributing the remaining Etherium equally, Eun-sung led the novices back out to hunt.
Thanks to Eun-sung’s guidance, the next battle unfolded far more smoothly.
“I’ll block them!”
Kim Seung-hye released Ether and yanked the Broadcast Spirits toward her with a whoosh!
“Here I go!”
Oh Tae-kwon hurled himself forward.
His broken blade gleamed brilliantly.
“Ugh!”
One of the charging Broadcast Spirits was cleaved in two.
Boom! Crash!
Kim Doo-hyun circled around Ra Si-hyun with his shotgun, unleashing blasts at the Broadcast Spirits that lunged toward her.
Though he couldn’t kill the Broadcast Spirits or deal meaningful damage, the shotgun’s inherent knockback was more than sufficient to protect Ra Si-hyun.
Whoosh!
Finally completing her incantation, Ra Si-hyun extended her staff forward.
“Heavenly Judgment.”
Flash!
Crack!
A brilliant flash erupted, and lightning descended upon the Broadcast Spirit’s head.
“Gasp!”
The Broadcast Spirit let out a single cry and collapsed.
Crackle, crackle…
Boom!
Black and white static flickered across the screen before the smartphone exploded entirely.
Overwhelming firepower.
There was a reason mages were treated with such nobility.
However, Ra Si-hyun’s divine punishment was only just beginning.
Flash! Boom! Flash! Boom!
Lightning struck relentlessly, once every three seconds.
The problem was that the accuracy left much to be desired.
Out of every three strikes, perhaps only one would land at all.
Grrr!
Ra Si-hyun gritted her teeth, trying to hit the Broadcast Spirits, but it wasn’t easy.
It was only natural.
No matter how talented, Ra Si-hyun was merely a 2-Star Hunter.
Being able to use [Divine Punishment Calling] was already remarkable in itself.
– Master, please send me forth.
Serka whispered to Eun-sung.
‘Send you forth?’
– As your servant, I wish to bestow misfortune upon these lowly creatures.
‘Go ahead, give it a try.’
Serka slipped free from the [Fortune & Misfortune] card and swept across the battlefield.
Rattle, rattle, rattle!
The sound of dice rolling echoed.
[The die shows 4.]
[The die shows 5.]
[The die shows 6.]
[Serka inflicts 150% increased misfortune upon the enemies.]
Whoooosh!
A thick violet mist erupted from Serka’s hand, clinging to the Broadcast Spirits like spectral phantoms.
And the result was…
Thud!
“Huh?”
A Broadcast Spirit tripped over its own feet and crashed to the ground.
“What?”
Oh Tae-kwon moved with lightning speed, severing the creature’s neck with a strike before slamming his smartphone down vertically.
Screech!
Crash!
A perfectly intact signboard suddenly fell, crushing another Broadcast Spirit beneath it.
Flash!
Boom!
Lightning descended upon the head of the Broadcast Spirit pinned under the signboard.
“Ugh.”
Eun-sung, watching from the sidelines, shook his head in disbelief.
Pristine paving stones cracked and caused them to stumble, parked cars exploded and engulfed them in flames, fallen streetlights crushed them—all manner of bizarre misfortunes ensnared the Broadcast Spirits’ every step.
It felt like watching a highlight reel of the absurd deaths once famous from [Crisis Escape Number One] or the standout scenes from the horror film series [Final Destination].
“That might be an even more gruesome death.”
Eun-sung shuddered genuinely at the thought.
Even if I pushed myself to 200% of my capabilities, how infuriating would it be to die meaninglessly to unforeseen misfortune?
Yes, that’s what it meant to be struck down by a stray bullet…
– Young Master, please send me this time.
Seria made the request of Eun-sung.
She seemed to have felt a sense of crisis from Serka’s performance.
‘Understood. Go ahead.’
The moment Eun-sung’s permission fell, Seria manifested and glided toward the battlefield.
Rattle, rattle, rattle!
The sound of dice rolling echoed.
[The dice rolled a 5.]
[The dice rolled a 5.]
[The dice rolled a 3.]
[Seria grants Ra Si-hyun 130% increased fortune.]
“May fortune accompany you.”
Seria gently embraced Ra Si-hyun from behind.
Flash! Boom! Flash! Boom! Flash! Boom!
Lightning bolts crashed down upon the Broadcast Spirits’ heads.
Direct hit, direct hit, and another direct hit.
Unlike before, every single strike found its mark.
Yet Eun-sung could not smile.
“…Huh?”
Eun-sung staggered for a moment.
‘Why is my ether consumption so severe? Ugh.’
A sudden wave of dizziness washed over me, distorting my vision.
Serka and Seria.
Every time they used their powers, my ether drained away in massive chunks.
Gulp, gulp!
I downed ether replenishment vials, but it was futile.
The amount of ether being consumed was overwhelmingly vast.
Did they sense my condition?
“Master!”
“Young Master!”
Serka and Seria rushed over without hesitation and supported Eun-sung from both sides.
“Master! Are you alright? Lean on me!”
“No! Lean on me instead!”
It was then.
“What are you doing inside the Gate? Flirting?”
A young hunter who had emerged from the Fog Maze cast a disapproving look toward Eun-sung.
It was Lee Hyun.

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