The Soul-Harvesting Puppeteer - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60
Han Eol opened his backpack.
Ju Hyeong-seon, living up to his reputation as Midland Seoul’s number-one Forerunner, had stocked multiple A-Grade Recovery Potions inside.
Han Eol confirmed that fortunately all the potions remained in perfect condition.
‘Thank goodness they didn’t break.’
By rights, the moment Han Eol moved at light speed, his clothing, shoes, backpack—everything should have ignited from friction heat and burned away completely.
Yet in reality, only char marks scarred the backpack’s surface; the contents inside remained unharmed.
It was thanks to Han Eol having deliberately wrapped an Energy Barrier around his body.
‘If I cut loose with pure speed and my clothes burn to ash, what then? I can’t just wander around naked like some pervert.’
This was precisely the concern that had nagged at him.
But the Energy Barrier’s protection had saved both the backpack and its contents.
Han Eol withdrew two A-Grade Recovery Potions and poured them evenly across Sasaki’s severed shoulder. Then he pressed both of Sasaki’s arms firmly against the stump.
The method was crude and somewhat absurd, but the results were undeniable.
Sizzzzle!
White vapor rose from Sasaki’s shoulder.
“Nngh—!”
The unconscious Sasaki jolted awake from the tremendous pain.
Scarcely conscious, Sasaki instinctively thrashed when someone held him down and applied fresh agony.
“Don’t move. Your arms might reattach wrong.”
Han Eol warned him in Korean.
Normally, when Ability Users from different nations formed teams, they wore Auto-Translators in their ears for smooth communication.
But Sasaki’s translator had shattered during the battle with Chiritae, so he couldn’t understand a word Han Eol was saying.
“Nngh, nngh, ngh—!”
Sasaki thrashed all the harder.
“Ugh, come on. I said don’t move.”
Han Eol pressed down hard with both knees on Sasaki’s torso.
“Hrk.”
Pinned by Han Eol’s crushing force, Sasaki couldn’t budge an inch.
‘What kind of inhuman strength is this?’
Sasaki was first struck by the sheer brute power in those limbs. Then it dawned on him that this person was actually healing him.
After that realization, Sasaki gritted his teeth and submitted to Han Eol’s ministrations.
The recovery power of the A-Grade Potion was truly remarkable.
Cells multiplied across the cleanly severed surface, and bone knitted first. Then muscle fibers, tendons, and blood vessels reconnected in succession.
Of course, if Sasaki wanted to regain his former Swordsmanship skill, he’d need several months of careful recuperation ahead.
But thanks to Han Eol’s swift action, Sasaki had been spared forced retirement.
Had he missed the window for treatment and the wound begun to necrotize?
Then he might have lost both arms forever.
But at this rate, if Sasaki rested properly, there was a strong chance he’d make a full recovery.
“Much obliged.”
As the reattachment neared completion, Sasaki offered his thanks to Han Eol.
Though Han Eol had also left his Auto-Translator behind, he at least understood a simple “arigatou” or two in Japanese.
After finishing emergency treatment on Sasaki, Han Eol distributed one A-Grade Potion each to Doctor Chad and Ursina.
Fortunately, these two could drink on their own.
And since their injuries weren’t severe, they recovered immediately upon downing the potion.
Doctor Chad recognized Ju Hyeong-seon’s backpack.
Meanwhile, Ursina’s eyes lit up when she spotted the Watch on Han Eol’s wrist.
That timepiece was unmistakably from Ju Hyeong-seon’s collection. Such a luxury item bore the hallmark of fine craftsmanship, matching the style of pieces produced by Ursina’s family house based in Zurich, Switzerland—she would have had to be blind not to recognize it.
“That… that looks like one of Ju Hyeong-seon’s watches.”
Ursina passed this observation to Doctor Chad.
“Oh?”
Doctor Chad’s expression brightened as he looked at Han Eol.
“Could you be an Ability User from Seoul? Then you’re his successor?”
What spilled from Doctor Chad’s mouth was naturally English.
‘What is this old man going on about?’
Unfortunately, Han Eol was terrible with English.
Then again, demanding foreign language proficiency from someone who’d grown up as an orphan in Old Earth was unreasonable.
Moreover, at this moment, Doctor Chad’s Auto-Translator—like those of Han Eol and Sasaki—had been destroyed in the fierce combat.
“Ju Hyeong-seon had a successor like this? I’ve never heard a word about it. Are you really his successor? And before that—what kind of Ability do you possess anyway? Don’t tell me you’ve got some kind of nuclear explosion power? Wow, incredible.”
His excitement mounting as he spoke, Doctor Chad’s voice grew steadily louder.
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Han Eol noticed that the name “Hyeong-seon” kept repeating in Doctor Chad’s words, and he responded in Korean, asking for clarification.
“Did you just say Hyeong-seon? Yes, that’s right. I came to retrieve the corpse of Ju Hyeong-seon, sir.”
Then Han Eol gestured toward Ursina.
“You took part of his body, didn’t you? Give it back. I need to deliver it to the director’s wife — his daughter, that is.”
“Pardon?”
At first, Ursina didn’t understand Han Eol’s request and merely shrugged.
Growing frustrated, Han Eol spread both hands wide like a crocodile’s jaws and mimicked the motion of something being swallowed.
Before he’d leapt into Chiritae Nest, Han Eol had watched clearly as Ursina’s shadow swallowed Ju Hyeong-seon’s torso.
His colorless hands bore the Eyes of Akin, and they had allowed him to see deep into the cave and observe that grotesque scene.
“Ah!”
Ursina understood what he wanted after watching his gestures and movements.
“You saw that? Then that means you were already infiltrating Chiritae Nest back then, doesn’t it?”
Ursina spoke rapid English, words tumbling out in a flood.
Han Eol wagged his finger side to side. No matter how fast you chatter, I don’t understand you.
Ursina turned to Doctor Chad.
The two whispered to each other in English, and then Doctor Chad tapped his left wrist with his index finger.
“Watch. Watch.”
Doctor Chad emphasized the word repeatedly.
‘What’s a watch? Does it mean “to see”?’
Unfortunately, the word didn’t come readily to Han Eol’s mind.
Han Eol glanced down at his left wrist.
“What are you saying? My wrist? Oh! A watch — a wristwatch.”
Only then did Han Eol grasp what the other man meant. He unfastened his watch and showed its back to Doctor Chad and Ursina.
There, engraved with meticulous detail, was a signature representing Ju Hyeong-seon.
“So you are Hyeong-seon’s successor after all. Hehehehe.”
Doctor Chad laughed in his distinctive deep voice.
“Hahaha.”
Han Eol joined in, matching the mood.
Ursina smiled broadly and then handed over Ju Hyeong-seon’s corpse to Han Eol.
Ursina’s shadow opened its mouth grotesquely wide and disgorged Ju Hyeong-seon’s head and upper body in sequence.
‘Ugh. Disgusting.’
Han Eol felt a mixture of curiosity and revulsion at the other’s unique ability.
‘It’s a bit nasty, I’ll admit, but what can you do?’
Honestly, curiosity won out over his disgust.
“Well, thank you anyway.”
Han Eol bowed respectfully to Ursina, then withdrew three Space Compression Vacuum Packs from his backpack. He placed Ju Hyeong-seon’s head, upper body, and lower body into each packet respectively, wrapped them neatly, and stacked them carefully inside his backpack.
“Are you heading straight back to Midland Seoul?”
Doctor Chad asked.
Han Eol caught only the word “Midland Seoul.”
“Midland Seoul? Yes, that’s right. I’m going to Midland Seoul to deliver the director’s remains to his wife.”
“Of course you are. Still, it’s a shame to part with Hyeong-seon’s successor just like this. Once you’ve finished your business, could you possibly visit New York? Or I could come to Midland Seoul. No, actually, New York would be better. New York.”
Doctor Chad placed particular emphasis on the name of the city.
“New York?”
“Yes, New York. I’d really like for you to visit sometime. Would that be possible?”
Doctor Chad and Han Eol each rambled on in English and Korean respectively.
Yet somehow, miraculously, the conversation proceeded back and forth.
‘What’s with this old black gentleman and his insistence on New York, New York? Is he inviting me over for a visit?’
Han Eol murmured this to himself, then suddenly slapped his knee.
‘That’s it! I’m this old man’s lifesaver, after all. So he must be inviting me to his home.’
Making this assumption, Han Eol answered casually.
“If I get the chance, sure, I’ll swing by.”
“What did you say? Are you coming to New York or not?”
“You want to repay the debt of your lifesaver? Ahahaha. Sir, you can pay that back slowly. I mean, not repaying at all would be a bit much, but there’s no need to rush. I did what I did for myself anyway.”
As Han Eol rattled on in Korean, he felt an inexplicable surge of confidence.
‘I’m actually managing to converse with a native speaker. Do I have a talent for languages?’
This was Han Eol’s first real conversation with a native speaker. To his surprise, they seemed to be understanding each other, and he suddenly felt pleased with himself.
Was that why?
Han Eol chatted on in a way that wasn’t like him at all, and afterward felt a little embarrassed.
In fact, Doctor Chad and Ursina had gone blank-faced as Han Eol rattled on in Korean.
“Well, I should be going now.”
Han Eol hurried to hoist the backpack onto his shoulders, embarrassed.
Doctor Chad seized the moment to confirm, “Now, young man. We did promise, didn’t we? You swore you’d come to New York.”
Han Eol made a circle with his thumb and forefinger toward the Black elder who kept emphasizing the word New York.
“New York. Okay.”
“Aha-ha-ha. That’s right. Okay it is. Okay.”
Doctor Chad laughed heartily, then extended his hand to Han Eol for a handshake.
“Successor to Ju Hyeong-seon, return safely to Midland, and I’ll see you in New York before long.”
“New York. Okay.”
“That’s right. Okay.”
Next, Ursina offered her hand to Han Eol.
“See you next time.”
As Han Eol finished shaking hands with Ursina, Sasaki stepped forward.
“Unh.”
Sasaki supported his right arm with his left hand, barely managing to lift it.
Thanks to the A-Grade Recovery Potion that Han Eol had provided, bone and sinew had knitted back together, but Sasaki still struggled to move his arm freely.
Speaking caused him pain as well, so he and Han Eol had not exchanged a single word.
Regretful about this, Sasaki nevertheless forced himself to extend his hand.
Han Eol gently grasped the other man’s hand and shook it. Then he departed the Chiritae Nest, accompanied by the farewell of three Forerunners.
After that, Doctor Chad and Ursina helped Sasaki up and left the area as well.
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Chapter 1
After all the human intruders had vanished, an airship materialized within the Chiritae Nest.
The airship had been in stealth mode, invisible, before gradually revealing itself.
Atop the flat-leaf-shaped airship stood a Chiritae with nine long tails and one short tail, arms crossed, proud and imposing.
This Three-Eyed Ten-Tailed Chiritae examined the devastated nest carefully, then his eyes flashed with sharp intensity.
“No matter how I look at it, this seems like the work of the Dragon Race… Could it be that those seemingly primitive creatures from just moments ago are actually the Dragon Race from the 5th Continent?”
This Chiritae with ten tails was none other than Londis, who traveled between the Highland’s 5th and 6th Continents, leading an emancipation movement for the enslaved Chiritae.
Londis had detected a signal from the nerve clusters he’d planted in the Chiritae Nest moments earlier and immediately flew to the location.
It was then that Han Eol had rammed into the Chiritae at tremendous speed, and soon the entire nest exploded.
Londis, caught off guard, immediately switched to stealth mode.
Thanks to his experience on the 5th Continent, Londis could tell from the destruction marks left in the Chiritae Nest that this was indeed the work of the Dragon Race.
“With that level of destructive power, they’d be fairly high-ranking individuals among the Dragon Race. And to think that four such savages came down to the 6th Continent… just how many of my kinfolk are they planning to capture? Ugh.”
Londis cradled his own head, overwhelmed with despair.
Then something strange suddenly flashed through his mind.
“Wait… none of those creatures actually looked like the Dragon Race?”
The Dragon Race’s pride pierces the heavens.
Such proud beings would never don the appearance of another race—especially not the weak and primitive.
“That doesn’t fit the Dragon Race’s nature at all. Wearing another race’s skin is the trademark specialty of the Spirit Race, not the Dragon Race.”
If that was true, then those who had just bombed the Chiritae Nest were far more likely to be the Spirit Race than the Dragon Race.
“This is strange. The destruction marks left in the nest definitely look like the Dragon Race’s handiwork… How can this be?”
Londis was confused.
Then one hypothesis made him leap to his feet.
“Could it be that those Spirit Race creatures killed the Dragon Race and then took possession of their bodies? The Spirit Race can reshape their appearance at will, so they could easily mimic a primitive form even while inhabiting a Dragon Race body.”
No matter how hard Londis racked his brains, no other answer made sense.
“Huh. Would you look at that? So the Spirit Race has stolen the bodies of high-ranking Dragons? Hmm-hmm-hmm. If I play this right, I might just be able to turn those two cursed races against each other.”
Londis’s eyes glinted with cunning.
Soul-Harvesting Puppeteer
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