The S-Classes That I Raised - Chapter 763: Black Butterfly (1)

“I’m sleeping?”

“You’re doing so well. What about the crescent moon? It’s not like it can spy on you or anything, is it?”

Park Ha-yool closed her eyes and nodded, then shook her head.

“I’m not involved in this world at all.”

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Yes. I’m the master of this world! I’ve become stronger and stronger, so I can’t help but notice. Even stronger people keep coming in.”

Stronger people? Surely they haven’t already reached the level of incarnation, not just a subordinate of the Transcendent One.

“How long has it been since I passed out? Do you know what’s happening outside?”

“Uh, maybe a couple of hours? I don’t know the details, but it looks like they’re fighting.”

A couple of hours? I quickly opened the status screen and checked the names with the keywords applied. Fortunately, everyone was safe…

“what.”

[Park Ha-yul(?)]

Park Ha-yul’s name was on the list of people who had been influenced. What the heck? I’d used the keyword before, but it had clearly been rejected. Ha-yul looked at him. His face was pale, and he smiled faintly. He looked unaware of anything.

‘I can’t ask.’

Perhaps the parenting skills that were first applied to Park Ha-yul were canceled, and my keywords were applied later? Did I say something like “I love you” in my sleep? I don’t know if this is a good thing or not.

“Ha-yul, have you ever felt like I was a nurturing parent, like a parent? Suddenly.”

“Yes! When my brother showed up to save me!”

“Is that so?”

Then there wouldn’t have been any emotional changes. I don’t think I saw it when I occasionally checked the status screen because of Noah. It’s possible I missed it because Noah’s name was right in front of me.

‘The rating is a question mark.’

S-class would be easy. Since he’d gotten stronger, maybe L-class? Unable to help, a nasty thought crossed my mind. Twice as strong as L-class. Park Ha-yool looked at me like a dog waiting for a throw.

“…you are real.”

“why?”

“What did I do wrong again?” A sigh escaped me at the natural, innocent voice. If he had threatened to kill Yuhyeon and the other S-ranks around me, I wouldn’t have had to worry about it.

“I didn’t want to feel through you that people are multifaceted and changeable.”

“I come from the entertainment industry. Of course.”

Park Ha-yul spoke proudly. “What are you talking about, really?” If I received the final repayment, I could resolve the piled-up problems. But that wasn’t possible. If Park Ha-yul disappeared before my conscience, the world itself could suffer… … . Oh, by the way, come to think of it.

“The breeding ground must have become a battlefield. Are you okay?”

“You’re asleep. This is my dream, after all. Who would dare disturb me if I’m already asleep? Even the crescent moon’s power doesn’t work on me when I’m asleep.”

Dreaming within a dream, does that mean I’m doubly protected? Anyway, it meant I was safe. It also meant killing Park Ha-yul was impossible. Thanks to that, I felt a sense of peace. But would this still apply if the last person I repaid my debt to died of natural causes? It’s unlikely, but I was just wondering if that was the case.

“Ha-yul, if your strength doubles now, will you become stronger than a Transcendent?”

“Well, that’s not it. I heard the Transcendent One was incredibly strong. I got a taste of it thanks to the Crescent Moon, but I thought it was impossible. Ten times stronger?”

“…Is that all?”

Still, it’s the seed of a transcendent being. Of course, the difference between a seed and a fully grown tree is enormous, but tenfold? Or is it just that the crescent moon is particularly strong? Perhaps it’s because it’s one of the few, very old transcendent beings.

“It felt like the world was bigger than me.”

“Well, there are those who swallow their own world and become transcendent.”

I put aside the Bo-eun skill for now. Honestly, even against Cho Hwa-un, not even against Park Ha-yul, it was a skill I’d be hesitant to use. Regardless of who the opponent was, there’s no benefit to receiving the power and memories of a dead person.

“Ha-Yul, are you saying that you can’t influence the outside world at all while you’re asleep?”

“I don’t think it will work, I don’t know my abilities very well so I don’t know.”

“You speak confidently. But it’s a world you created. You can look into it even while you sleep, can’t you? Just feel it.”

“Um… umm… umm!”

Park Ha-yool raised both arms high into the air and exerted strength. He could feel the awkward flow of mana. Compared to S-rankers, he was barely able to walk.

“…I will use my skill on you, so don’t refuse and accept it.”

Even though the teacher’s skill target level had increased, I wondered if it would work on Park Ha-yul. Perhaps because it wasn’t real, it worked. Sharing their senses, they slowly guided Park Ha-yul’s clumsy magic.

“At your level, it’s possible to transcend the limitations of skill. You can do anything in your world.”

“Anything?”

“First, let’s look at your world. The flowing mana and the movements within it. Have you ever done something similar while awake? It’s the same when you’re asleep.”

Even without eye contact, I can perceive the world itself. Park Ha-yul nodded, saying she thought she could see it.

“Shall we make a screen?”

“Yes. From where I am.”

A window appeared. I saw myself lying on the sofa, with Peace lying face down beneath me, and the familiar living room. It was my old home.

‘Yoo Hyun-ah.’

My younger brother stood blankly in the middle of the living room. He held the ruler’s sword in one hand, ready to draw at any moment.

“Looking at it this way, you’re different from the brother I saw earlier. Your brother was different, too. It’s not the age, it’s the atmosphere.”

A shadow falls over the face, which is almost expressionless.

“Brother, should I wake you up? I think that’ll be enough.”

“…No. If I wake up now, Yuhyeon will knock me out again. Just leave the window open.”

Yerim wasn’t visible, but Peace was. If the subordinates approached the house, Yuhyeon would leave me in Peace’s care and go out to fight alone. It would be better to wake up then. Now, I’d be subdued without time to think of anything else. That’s the kind of expression he had.

“What about the others? What about Yerim?”

“wait a minute.”

A new window appeared. It was raining. The heavy raindrops were a relief. Water was a helpful attribute for both Ye-rim and Seong-hyeon-je.

Kwakwakwa-!

A large mass scraped the road, pushing forward. Its head, rising from a pile of asphalt, resembled a human’s. A spear flew in front of it. The subordinate’s sword deflected Moon Hyun-ah’s spear, and at the same time, the rainwater pooling beneath his feet froze. For a moment, the subordinate’s balance was slightly disturbed. The deflected spear spun around, its shaft striking his armored chest.

[Okay, I got it right this time!]

Hyuna shouted. Yerim, surrounded by razor-sharp ice shards, nodded and calmly looked around.

[It’s hard without you, sir.]

[Well done though!]

At Yerim’s muttering, Sanho clapped his hands. Yerim smiled faintly as she drew in the rainwater.

[Teacher, your skills were so convenient.]

Ice blades rained down along the retreating subordinate’s path. Moon Hyun-ah chased after him. The blades barely grazed Moon Hyun-ah’s arm. A furrow formed between Ye-rim’s eyebrows. It wasn’t as perfect as when she was receiving the help of her teacher’s skill. But she was doing well.

‘Because I’ve been through a lot.’

Even without skill, I gained experience recalling the feeling of that moment, anticipating and adapting to the opponent’s movements. It was fine without me. I felt proud, but also a little disappointed.

‘The fog and ice shards are also providing good defense. The range of the sigh has also expanded.’

Kwarung! A thunderclap was heard from afar. It was Seonghyeonje. The thought of him continuing to eat magic stones made me frown, but I couldn’t let my subordinates take over.

“Hayul-ah.”

Park Ha-yool quickly created another screen. It was about to get a little weird. Sung Hyun-je’s face was reflected on the screen. He didn’t look all that unusual.

“I guess the Sesung ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) Guild Leader is having a hard time too.”

Disheveled hair and torn clothing. He was fine now, but his arm was badly injured, as the bloodstains were still thick. With that much damage, it was almost as if his arm had been severed.

“The face is still fine though.”

His expression showed no sign of distress. Chains slowly circled around him. All around him were ruins. It was the heart of Seoul, a place that should have been familiar, yet it was difficult to even guess where he was. Director Song appeared a little way off. As expected, he wasn’t in good shape. A broken sword lay at his feet. Beside it lay a torn-off reptilian arm.

[As expected, it’s not easy.]

The newly appeared subordinate looked at Seonghyeonje and spoke. Without a response, golden eyes fixed on him. His gaze was dry, as if he were addressing a simple object, not a person. In reality, Seonghyeonje probably felt nothing more than a magic stone. As if sensing this, the subordinate opened his long, slitted mouth. The current surrounding the chain intensified. Then, a burst of light erupted.

‘It must be very mana-consuming.’

Even though I packed a lot of potions, it was raining so Yerim would be okay, but Seonghyeonje… Ah.

“Hayul-ah!”

“yes?”

“You mean, can’t you control the weather?”

“What’s the weather like? Hey, what kind of god is this… something similar.”

“You created this world. It’s overcast right now, and it’s a weather that’s naturally prone to lightning.”

“Brother, do you like lightning?”

“…I don’t hate it, but are you doing this because you want to see lightning strike right now?”

Just as Yerim’s mana consumption decreased in rain, rivers, and the sea, other attributes were similar. Strong winds were good for using related skills, and a large fire, of course, was good for using fire-attribute skills. And Seonghyeonje was an electric current. While artificial electricity could be used, it was unlikely the power lines would survive in that situation. Even though the output was industrial-grade, it wasn’t particularly powerful. But lightning was different. I’ve heard the current from a lightning strike is incredibly powerful.

“How could it not work? It’s just a sleepwalking.”

“I think it would be okay if you helped me… It’s already cloudy and raining. But how do you prevent lightning?”

“Try searching. You might be able to find some information.”

Information is also part of this world, received from our own. Park Ha-yool laid out a carpet on the floor and sat cross-legged, insisting he needed to concentrate. Thirty seconds later, he collapsed, complaining of discomfort.

“Just sit down. Right, good, good.”

He clapped his hands. Park Ha-yul was even more focused on my praise. His mana moved in a steady flow. The clouds filling the sky beyond the screen gradually darkened. Dark clouds gathered and gathered again.

Kwakwakwang!

It radiated light. Seonghyeonje looked up at the sky as lightning struck nearby. His golden eyes, soaked with rainwater, blinked.

“…That person really.”

He stared straight at the screen. Our eyes met. Could it be he really noticed? I thought it was just a coincidence, but the terribly quick-witted Sesung Guildmaster quickly planted a metal spear vertically into the floor. He signaled Director Song to step aside.

“Ha-yul, it’s over there.”

Towards that window. The subordinate who had been fighting Seonghyeonje fluffed his thorny hairs. The ground around him melted dark red. Seonghyeonje stood still. Park Ha-yul moved his mana. The black clouds stirred, and the subordinate kicked the damp ground.

Kwarrrrung!

A thunderous bolt of lightning struck. Lightning slammed into the window. At the same time, Seonghyeonje’s hand plunged into the current, and the entire screen was engulfed in light. A faint metallic clanging sound was heard, and the once-pure-white surroundings became discernible again.

“Wow, I’m completely blown away!”

The surroundings were swept clean, as if hundreds of bombs had exploded. The tattered bodies of his subjects, on the verge of death, were visible. Among them, Sung Hyun-je was the only one standing.

“Okay. Keep helping me like this. Even when I’m not around. Is Yuhyeon still the same?”

“But, bro. I was checking my world closely while I was trying to figure out a way to make it through the lightning strike. There was something like this.”

Park Ha-yul told me what he had discovered.

“that…….”

Yes, that’s right. This world. He grabbed Park Ha-yul’s hand.

“Ha-yul, let me ask you one more thing.”

Work hard, thinking of it as atonement for your sins. Then I’ll consider reducing your sentence or granting you a special pardon.

* * *

The sky roared. This time, it wasn’t the influence of the Transcendent. A low, beast-like growl echoed through the black clouds. Glimpses of light could be seen through the gaps.

“What happened?”

Song Tae-won, who had been avoiding the situation, approached Seong Hyeon-je and asked. He, too, seemed to have sensed that the lightning strike from earlier wasn’t natural. Brushing away his wet, clinging hair, Seong Hyeon-je looked up at the sky.

“Is there only one more?”

“…You’re definitely Han Yu-jin. But how can you do that?”

“Well, it’s Han Yu-jin.”

It was surprising, yet not surprising. His memories of Han Yu-jin were filled with such things. Song Tae-won’s face darkened at Seong Hyeon-je’s words. He wondered if he was overdoing it again.

“Thanks to you, I’ll feel better. You’re so kind.”

“It’s getting stronger.”

Even those who came in the rain felt a new path toward this world. Their gazes turned to one spot.

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