(EP-230.1) Revelation #1
230 – Demon Monk’s Revelation #1
When I came to my senses,
The bonfire and dilapidated house had vanished, and we found ourselves greeted by a forest under a large moon.
What was this forest?
As I wondered about this sudden change of scenery, Balan explained in detail.
“This is a mental manifestation... Where the landscape and objects in one’s heart materialize into something tangible. It’s a skill often seen among high ranking priests of the Gwangyeom Church or ascetics who have undergone penance for a long time....”
She was saying unfamiliar words that sounded difficult to understand.
I rephrased it as much as I could comprehend and asked again.
“If this is a mental manifestation, does it mean that the forest in the Guide’s mind has been brought out?
“Y-Yes. That’s the nature of this barrier. I didn’t expect that guy to possess such a skill. I, Balan de Sabrnak, was careless... It’s my mistake!”
“Now is not the time for self-reproach. We need to figure out how to escape from here or how to find him.”
I touched the nearby trees.
They were very much real.
The grass was also real, and the stones and soil felt real too. But, this was nothing more than a manifested image.
Having had a similar experience recently, I was able to remain relatively calm. It felt like when I entered Aira’s dream.
However, it would be more accurate to say that the dream came out instead of me entering it.
“Theo-nim, to maintain your composure even in this situation... Truly the mark of a ruler. I, Balan, am deeply impressed!”
Did I appear composed?
Though not intentional, my experience navigating Aira’s dream seemed to have been quite helpful. It was the nature of someone having experienced and seen similar things.
I asked.
“So, Balan, how do we break this manifestation? If it’s a spell created by a human, there must be a way to undo it.”
“The caster will be somewhere in this place. If we find and defeat him, this bizzare barrier will end. We should hurry, as ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) we don’t know how this space might change over time—.”
Phishung-.
At that moment, something flew at Balan’s shoulder. With a sharp sound cutting through the wind, it embedded itself into the ground.
“Ugh-!”
A short scream escaped Balan’s lips, and blood began to seep from her shoulder. My heart raised seeing her white arm stained with blood.
“Balan-!”
“It’s, it’s okay...! It’s just a graze.”
Seureureuk-.
As Balan rubbed her left arm, the blood stopped flowing, revealing her white, smooth forearm once more.
I was curious and amazed at how she managed it, but there were more pressing matters at hand. Quickly, I picked up the object embedded in the ground.
It was an arrow.
“It’s a misteltein arrow. Misteltein wood is soft and weak, but when magically processed by a skilled craftsman, it becomes the finest of all arrows....”
Sparkle-.
As Balan continued her long explanation, I saw a flash in the forest and quickly chanted.
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