The Returnee Is Having a Hard Time With His Younger Sister

21 – It’s Difficult to Deal with a Younger Sister’s Homecoming (3)

Ha─ah….

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“When the hell is he coming….”

A man yawning while reinforcing his detection magic laid out.

He, and the others with him, were currently waiting for Yeo-ul at the abandoned factory where Ryoun had been kidnapped.

And they were diligently standing in a line.

Spreading missing person posters and waiting, huh.

Although it seemed plausible on the surface, the reality was endlessly waiting for someone who may or may not come. It’s like constantly injecting and maintaining magical power to be able to activate prepared magic at any time. Will they really come?

Come to think of it, if Yeoul didn’t care about his younger sister, he would be wasting money and effort for no reason. It might be more effective and feasible to wait at a place where he often appears and personally attack.

“Doesn’t make sense, does it?”

“That won’t be easy. That guy, Yeoul Song, seems really strong based on his records.”

The man next to him clapped his hands.

“Come on, he’s just a human. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? Moreover, that guy said he has no magical power.”

“It’s better not to underestimate humans. Overall, humans may be weak, but there are exceptionally strong people that appear from time to time.”

Just thinking about the humans he could immediately think of, there were more than twenty.

“That’s a special case.”

“There’s no guarantee that Yeoul Song isn’t special.”

He added a warning not to let his guard down.

“No matter how strong, isn’t this too much investment? It’s just that he broke a washing machine.”

That was also a valid point.

One elite unit of Elves, who had trained ritual magic every hundred years, taking advantage of the long lifespan of Elves. Considering the characteristics of ritual magic, which varies in power depending on the unity and proficiency between members, they were actually a pretty powerful force.

Even the exceptionally strong humans that the man could think of had the ability to compete with them after thorough preparation.

It didn’t seem like the best use of resources to use it against someone who simply destroyed a laundry company out of amusement.

“But that’s true, what can we do? That’s what we were ordered from above.”

“Sigh….”

In his sensory magic, he suddenly sensed a reaction.

It felt as if a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Though taken aback, he was still a veteran, so he calmly took out his binoculars and looked in the direction of the reaction.

There, a man was slowly walking towards them.

“Hey, give me the picture.”

“Yes.”

He compared the picture with the man.

“Hmm, it’s him. Wow… this is really him.”

The appearance that exactly matches the painting.

I never knew such a foolish plan would actually work….

“Get ready.”

At his words, the members of the squad infused magic power into the magic circle they were maintaining, preparing to activate it at any moment.

“But how can you be so confident?”

Yeoul walked as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.

Even though they should feel the tremendous magic power due to the prepared magic, seeing no reaction whatsoever made it seem like the claim that they couldn’t sense magic power was actually true.

“We might as well take advantage if they underestimate us. Let’s start by taking the first step.”

Would that arrogant brat even know that there is a magic circle placed ten steps ahead?

Thinking that way, the man watched Yeoul approach.

As Yeoul entered the range, the squadron leader immediately lowered his hand.

Ritual Magic – Twelve Stances

Hellfire

As the magic was cast, a millennium ice formed by magic power instantly surrounded Yeoul.

And then, he implemented a coordinated casting of fire magic at the predetermined coordinates.

The inside of the millennium ice, which had an empty circular shape, was immediately filled with flame magic of a temperature that far exceeded the limits of normal fire.

The interior, completely separated from the outside, quickly burned the air inside as fuel, filling it with hot steam that melted from the liquefied millennium ice.

A coordinated magic that burnt the body with flame magic and cooked the inside with steam of high temperature, truly like being in hell.

Even the millennium ice that was used as a barrier to separate the outside and inside was made with considerable strength.

If the person had even a moderate strength, by now, their body would have turned crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside.

At that moment, when he was thinking like that.

Nameless Sword – Solar Eclipse

True Slash

As a real line was drawn on the millennium ice, it cleanly cleaved along that line.

Not only the magic, but everything along the path of that line.

A radius of about 50m was neatly sliced away.

“Uh, uh…?”

Several members of the squad, along with Yeoul, watched their bodies being separated without even realizing they were dying.

* * *

The level is quite high.

The man, Yeorul, who walked arrogantly, thought to himself.

In reality, he was in a quite dangerous situation.

It could have been a crisis as they had anticipated.

However.

If he hadn’t constantly severed his body from the world, that is.

Being a weak human without his swordsmanship, he always struggled to find a means to protect his body.

Finally, he had reached that point.

Any harm inflicted by the one belonging to the world’s system is ignored.

Practically invincible, a technique that is embarrassing to call swordsmanship.

There was a disadvantage in always having to pay attention to it because the world tries to restore that severance, but other than that, it was a perfect technique.

Without even the ends of his clothes being singed, Yeorul deflected the magic unscathed.

Watching Yeorul calmly walk away after proving his qualifications and strength, and seeing the fallen members killed in the aftermath of his severing, the other members felt their blood run cold.

Even though their words may have been arrogant, they were not at all complacent. Ceremonial magic was truly constructed with perfect completeness.

However, to appear with nothing happening.

No. Let’s calm down.

Strong is strong, and the plan was the plan.

If they deviate from the plan in panic, their chances of winning will only decrease.

The captain calmed his mind with a close call and used amplified magic.

“Sung Yeorul! Your younger sister is currently captured in our hands!”

In the night illuminated only by moonlight, a booming voice resonates.

Using projection magic, the captain projected the underground of the warehouse.

In the projected image, Lyowoon was tied to a chair with ropes.

“If you don’t come over here obediently, know that your sister won’t survive!”

There was a reason he spoke such third-rate villain lines.

Firstly, to lure Yeorul closer to where they had prepared the magic.

And secondly…

One, Yeorul was conserving his strength for the opponent’s detection.

And second…

With his entire body covered in blood.

With her silky hair disheveled.

With blood spurting and torn clothing.

Yeo-ul, who witnessed Ryeoun bowing her head.

It was the moment she decided to unleash all her power.

The Nameless Sword – Lee Shik II Style.

Decisive.

As his sword flashed.

The breath of every living creature visible in his eyes–

Was severed.

It was the realm of cutting what one desires. Yeo-ul, who reached that realm without hesitation, had even severed their lives.

As if their breath was truly cut off, they fell to the ground powerlessly like broken dolls.

Fortuitously, the soldiers who did not catch Yeo-ul’s eye could only tremble in terror as they witnessed a soldier beside them suddenly collapse.

Yeo-ul slowly walked towards the entrance of the abandoned factory.

Though several soldiers, who thought that their sloppy behavior did not give away their presence, aimed magic at him.

Before the magic could properly activate, they once again fell powerless.

If they draw attention, they die.

The soldiers, unable to comprehend this phenomenon that defies their common sense, were left with nothing but thoughts in their heads.

They could only tremble and watch Yeo-ul’s retreating figure as he entered the factory.

And after a short while of him entering the factory, when they saw that the entire building was reduced to dust.

Thankful that they were not noticed, and unable to even use 10% of the prepared magic, those soldiers with elongated ears ran away with their tails between their legs.

* * *

At that moment, in the basement of the factory.

“Open this! You bastard! Open this you son of a b*tch!!”

Bang bang bang. The door was forcefully pounded.

Watching this scene.

The elf magician, Klaus, who always closed his eyes due to losing his vision as the price of magic, let out a sigh.

As he had entrusted it, should I have really tied him up and trained him properly.

He felt uncomfortable having to treat a young, innocent child harshly, but he had been trying to accommodate him as much as possible since kidnapping him…

He felt that his patience was reaching its limit.

They were surely obedient at first.

Ever since I brought up Song Yeoul’s story, he has changed like this.

I guess I just scared him.

He, who had been thinking like that, sensed that someone who seemed to be Yeoul was approaching.

As he felt the soldiers dying one by one.

He put Yeoul in a room and put up an illusion, a camouflage magic.

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And then, he went out to meet Yeoul.