“Mix vinegar and salt in a 2:1 ratio and add it to the bean juice. But don’t stir it too much, or the tofu won’t coagulate… Huh?! Sejun?!”

Kim Mi-ran was explaining how to make tofu to Sejun when their conversation was abruptly cut off as Sejun and Cuengi disappeared from the mirror.

“I still had more to say…”

Kim Mi-ran said with a look of disappointment.

Then,

“Ah!”

Remembering something, she hurriedly opened the front door and went outside.

And,

“Flamie!”

She called out to the apple tree in the middle of the garden, which had been planted there since they moved in.

And,

-Yes. Master’s mother, did you call for me?

The apple tree replied.

Initially Flamie, who had taken root in the house’s basement to protect Sejun’s family,

“Sigh… Sejun only sends messages that he’s doing well through Hunter Han Tae-jun, but why doesn’t he come out of the tower? Is he eating properly?”

overheard Kim Mi-ran’s worries while she was watering the garden and worrying about Sejun.

‘Master’s mother is worried about the master. I must do something!’

So, Flamie connected its roots with those of the apple tree in the garden to ease Kim Mi-ran’s worries and,

-Excuse me… Hello, master’s mother, I am Flamie.

started to communicate with Kim Mi-ran through the apple tree, occasionally updating her about Sejun and reassuring his worried family.

However,

“Hohoho. Sejun has a girlfriend? And she’s incredibly beautiful?!”

“Really?! With Sejun’s one word the monsters in the tower die?”

“He even ate ramen recently? The tower has everything, doesn’t it?”

Flamie ended up alleviating their worries too much by only sharing the good news about Sejun, making his family worry less about him.

As a result, Kim Mi-ran was not overly worried when she saw Sejun after almost a year.

Moreover, the environment visible through the mirror, with its fully cultivated wasteland now filled with crops like corn and cherry tomatoes, made Sejun’s location seem like an ordinary peaceful countryside.

Back to the present.

“Flamie, I was talking to Sejun and got cut off. Can I ask you something?”

Kim Mi-ran, unable to satisfy her curiosity due to the interrupted conversation with Sejun, asked Flamie.

-Yes! Ask me anything!

“How does Sejun take care of his skin?”

-Huh?! Skin care?

“Yes. Sejun’s skin looked so good!”

Kim Mi-ran was curious about Sejun’s skin care routine, which had improved significantly since entering the tower. His skin tone brightened, blemishes disappeared, and there was a faint glow.

His features also seemed more defined. While Sejun, seeing his face every day, didn’t notice the changes, his face was really getting more handsome due to Theo’s massages.

-Ah! That’s because of Master’s right-hand man, Theo…

Flamie explained to Kim Mi-ran why Sejun’s skin had improved.

“So you’re saying Sejun’s skin got better because of the kneading from Theo, the cat he’s raising?!”

-Yes!

“Sejun is so lucky, getting massages and improving his skin… I’m so jealous.”

Kim Mi-ran was enviously happy for her son, whose skin even got better while getting massages by the cat’s kneading.

“Speaking of which, I didn’t see Theo. I should ask Sejun to show me Theo later.”

Kim Mi-ran, feeling a bit disappointed about not seeing Theo.

my! Look at

paste stew on the stove, she hurried back to

Master’s mother didn’t mention

felt relieved that Sejun hadn’t discovered its roots extending all the way

***

“Grandpa, I’m here!”

arrived at the territory of the Black Dragon through

granddaughter is

“Grandpa, where’s the stuff?”

purpose, despite Kaiser’s warm

Samyangju she gave was not for free, and handed over the liquor. In

for each cup of Samyangju, I got three scales engraved

huge pile of black dragon scales obtained as

jars of Samyangju that Sejun had brewed a week ago were ready, 3333 bottles were distributed to each dragon clan, and

the good taste of Samyangju and its effect in clearing the mind,

dragons, following Kaiser’s demand for a payment, willingly gave up their scales engraved with dragon skin magic. In fact, they were

you. I’ll be

piled scales and

“What? Leaving already?”

a lot of work

behind, Aileen hurried

And,

will be happy,

delivered the black dragon scales

***

Sip.

these are in exchange for

spoke to Sejun, who was having his morning

Then,

Thud!

80,000 black dragon scales appeared in

“Aileen, thank you.”

was more than needed, having

the black dragon

Krueng!

Cuengi will go and check

towards the

you should take some snacks with

that Cuengi’s snack

Krueng! Krueng!

[No need! It’s okay!]

Cuengi refused food and quickly

“Something’s fishy about Cuengi.”

“What’s fishy, meow?”

into the distance, Sejun commented, and Theo,

days, he doesn’t fill his snack pouch and comes back

asking Sejun for food. And even when he returned in the evening, he didn’t eat but

‘Could he be sick?’

was unwell, but Cuengi seemed too energetic to

there’s only one

“What is it, meow?”

don’t know? Then how can you be called Theo-son, assistant to the great detective Sherlock Sejun?” (TL: Theo-son as in Watson

“Meow?! What’s Theo-son, meow?”

didn’t understand what was going on

a thing. So, are you going to

right

unclear about the specifics, Theo, always wanting to be

Seeing Theo-son’s enthusiasm, I’ll let

meow! I’ll work

the spirit,

with Theo’s

And,

Considering the amount Cuengi eats, it doesn’t make sense

Sejun continued his deduction.

meow! It doesn’t make sense for

agreed with Sejun’s

“That means…”

meow? I’m so curious, meow! Tell me quickly,

How’s that for a deduction by the great detective Sherlock

responded to Theo’s curious and eager

And,

Bat! Go get

summoned the Golden Bat to bring Iona from the

was time to confront Cuengi, who had only been suspected

been eating delicious things alone and giving

catch him in the

Iona because he needed her wind magic to approach Cuengi without being

underground, Cuengi had learned to detect enemies moving underground during their previous battle with

Krueng! Krueng!

something in the ground! Let’s hit it and

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