The Returnee Is Having a Hard Time With His Younger Sister

22 – Returning with a Younger Sister is Difficult (4)

Such a mess.

That was Yeoul’s impression as soon as she entered the abandoned factory.

Old machines covered in dust. A complex structure that is difficult to comprehend even what is where.

Did she really need to go through the trouble of searching? That’s what Yeoul thought.

She used “jeolchit” only targeting inanimate objects.

Then, everything was stripped down to dust, based on the ground.

The abandoned factory, which was standing stylishly, soon disappeared, leaving only dust behind.

Clear vision. With the collapse of the factory, a few hidden elves ran away in a panic. Yeoul didn’t bother to kill those who tried to escape.

Soon, the chilly winter night wind blew, and the dust that was originally in the factory scattered around in a hazy smoke.

What remained in that place was only flat ground.

However, she still couldn’t find Lyeoun’s figure.

They had clearly said they hid Lyeoun here.

When she was thinking that if it was a lie, she should catch one of the escapees and interrogate them, at that time.

Clearly, in a place that was flat ground, a golden-haired cylinder emerged from the ground.

Thud, thud.

A man who was coming up making a sound like climbing stairs.

He emitted an unusual atmosphere.

He seemed stronger than any other existence Yeoul had encountered after returning to Earth.

Yeoul had a hunch that he was the last stronghold of this unknown Lyeoun kidnapping plot.

On the other hand, the elf magician, Klaus, who revealed his appearance, was also feeling quite bewildered.

The prepared power was enough to threaten even a 1st-class hunter, who ranks second among the hunter class in Korea. He thought that even for him, this level of power against Yeoul was not excessive.

Especially when he was waiting here himself. Coincidentally, because he ended up becoming the secretary of the mischievous young lady, he thought this was a terrible fate.

But.

No matter how unpredictable the strength of the opponent who returned, there is no way that they would not have been completely annihilated without even having the power to touch a single fingertip.

Not even leaving a trace, the intact factory had been completely destroyed.

Clearly, there was no trace of magic power. Although an abnormal charisma could be felt, even any extraordinary person would perceive the man in front of them as an ordinary person.

Klaus thought that this could possibly be the most difficult fight among the years he had lived.

“Where is my sister?”

Yeoul asked expressionlessly.

Klaus cast a spell behind him and answered.

“Your sister is…”

Elf Vision Magic

Psychokinesis – Transformation

Gravity Manipulation

“At my feet.”

They would go straight to using full power from the beginning.

Due to excessive magic power being used, the concentration of magic power around Klaus significantly weakened, and then the ground on which Yeoul stood shook as if it would collapse—

In a small circular shape centered around Yeoul, it extinguished towards the center of the earth.

With a dull sound, the ground compressed.

The piece of land that was only flat started to be sucked toward the center of the earth at an astonishing speed.

Increasing density and pressure. As a result, the ground where gravity manipulation was being applied melted into lava exactly as it was.

Even that was repeatedly compressed by compression. The gravity that had become abnormally strong created a hole in front of Klaus that could not even be estimated in depth with the naked eye.

Gravity that could turn even a Class 1 Superhuman’s body into blood in a matter of moments.

Although it seemed like the end, Klaus did not let his guard down. Because lifesigns were still clearly detected.

And just as he expected.

Suddenly, the empty space in front of him tore apart, and Yeoul, holding a sword, walked out unharmed.

They appeared completely unaffected by the tremendous gravity.

No, even more than that.

Did they even tear through space?

Without any magic power, only with a mere piece of metal?

Although there was a moment of confusion from witnessing a phenomenon that he had never seen or even imagined during the thousand years he had lived, that was it.

By his standards, this place was another world.

A place where anything beyond common sense could happen.

It was even a waste of time to be surprised.

It seemed like there was no time to rest.

Elven vision magic–

At that moment, when he was about to cast the next spell.

Snap.

One of his ears was cut off.

“……!”

The ‘pain’ he had never felt for centuries since becoming a master mage.

He never imagined that the spatial distortion magic he was casting could harm his own body.

Furthermore, he felt something strange about Yeoul.

He clearly tried to take his life, but only his deformed ear was cut off.

* * *

It is difficult to use swordsmanship.

It was something Yeoul felt just a week ago when he returned to Earth.

In this world, he was truly on the level of a sage. He could perceive the location of his target just by thinking, and he could easily cut their throat.

But why is it different on Earth? He had understood this phenomenon in this way.

Earth has a high ‘precision’ of the world.

He had obtained enlightenment about space and dimensions and could simply think it and know the coordinates of a place and move there casually.

He could cut through living beings, inanimate objects, concepts, or even worlds without even holding a sword.

However, it was impossible on Earth.

Whenever he tried to use that power, he felt as if there was a massive wall blocking him.

A mysterious force that seemed to suppress the distortion of the world.

And everyone who had been to this world felt that power.

The magic that could be used as easily as breathing in this world is not used well. They cannot use magical power well. Or the mystery they possessed is weakened.

No one could understand the reason.

They could only make guesses.

The numerous worlds with a quite authoritarian and uniform background.

The differences of the one and only Earth, which has developed in a particularly unique way.

* * *

If it were my original world, could I have refused this wound?

Looking at Yeoul, who had cut through the seemingly untouchable and mere phenomenon of magic, Klaus thought.

And.

Yeoul could observe the distortion of space around the elf in front of him.

Indeed. Is it only because of that that he lost his life, with just one ear left?

“This time, I won’t miss.”

As Yeoul declared, the sword swung.

Death approached within the blink of an eye.

This time is different.

If he just stands still, it won’t only end with one ear lost.

With a wicked smile, Klaus focused gravity on the ground beneath his feet.

With a thud, his body plummeted as soon as the ground disappeared.

Fortunately, this time it ended with only the opposite ear lost.

If there were no spatial distortion magic, his head would have been crushed like a can.

Yeoul relentlessly swung the sword without giving him a moment to rest.

Swish, swish. Each and every strike was aiming for his life.

Using his agility, Klaus barely evaded, but his limbs were being cut off one by one.

There was no opportunity to cast magic and attack him.

If things continued like this, he wouldn’t be able to escape death.

Klaus gradually felt the end of life tightening around his neck.

His shrinking body.

The searing pain felt throughout his entire being.

The dizziness caused by the lack of blood.

I, who had reached a great realm.

I, who was considered outstanding in my original world.

Dying to a man I didn’t even know in this dark and gloomy place that wasn’t even my hometown–

I should have just ignored her and let it go.

I should have just said let’s move on.

If Reyun had not been kidnapped at all.

In the first place.

If he had not been an elf.

If he could have escaped from the absurd elf society.

If he had confronted it head-on.

With the approaching hand of the Reaper, he recalled the remaining regrets.

But….

In this way.

It couldn’t end futilely.

After enduring this life that had dragged on for a thousand years and not even having properly rebelled against it, he couldn’t bring it to a proper conclusion.

A single notion brushes through his hazy mind.

Magic.

The magic that can finally be used now, when life is not worth cherishing and death is so close.

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Elf forbidden magic禁忌魔法

Pyre Sacrifice燔祭 – Collapse崩壞

The time of a thousand years and his own value as an archmage incarnate, his body crumbles from the extremities to ashes.

The world responds to his sacrificed body.

Reyl realizes that something abnormal is happening to him, who is disconnected from the world.

The wall that separates the world and Reyl began to shake.

The start of change was the clothes.

Starting from the end, slowly rotting and decayed.

The fringes of the clothes fluttered as if they had turned into blackened ashes.

It connected─!

Klaus laughs heartily as his magic finally connects to that monstrous man.

He sees his lifelong magic, which he had only imagined experimenting with due to the condition of sacrificing his own body, succeed properly.

“It is an honor to have such a strong person as my comrade─!”

But it won’t be lonely on the way.

As Klaus gradually shrinks, he thought.

Seeing that sight, Reyl muttered softly.

It’s bothersome.

Yeo-ul, who had finished understanding the distortion magic of that extent, used the “sever” incantation.

As Klaus’s life was cut off, the magic that had lost its caster soon ceased to function.

Without even leaving behind a feeling of dying so miserably.

Klaus was reduced to ashes, leaving only the clothes he was wearing in the world.