Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

“I came from Hope Church.”

When I opened the front door, a woman in her 40s was standing in front of the door. She was about 150 feet tall and had short brown hair.

“I don’t go to that church. I won't be going any further.”

I vehemently refused from the very beginning. If you're not going anyway, it's the right thing to do.

If we did this and that without even thinking about going, we were tired of each other.

“Still, please attend the Sunday worship service only once. Surely God…”

She begged, raising her round glasses. It looked desperate as if it were selling something.

“I don’t believe in God. I am God.”

bang!

After decisively cutting off the conversation, I slammed the door shut. In fact, I could say it was good, but I didn't have a very good feeling about the church.

In the past, my mother went to church to build friendships, but people ignored her because her clothes were sloppy and poor.

The pastor also blatantly ignored her mother, who paid her less tithing. I've been watching such scenes since I was a child, and I've seen a lot of the atrocities of pastors through the news as they get older.

- Is it a church or a business house?

-“Investing stocks by revelation from God” Pastor Gangnam was arrested and charged with fraudulent tens of billions of dollars.

- Incumbent pastor habitually molested women in their 20s for many years.

These dirty articles and news made headlines every time. The church no longer trusted the people.

Of course there are good churches, but I didn't like the church.

No matter how much I prayed to God and made an offering, it was all just a waste of time and money.

Rather, it was more beneficial to have my spare time during that time. I read novels and exercise.

Anyway, the words I had just said to the evangelist as ‘God’ were not empty words.

In the future, you don't have to endure being hit by someone, or because something unfair has happened.

I don't have any money right now, but I need money to make money.

I didn't even think 1% about the future.

In fact, what I was worried about right now was my relationship with my family. Since we've been apart for a long time, I was worried about what to say at first.

Surely the family would be looking for this and that, but to be honest, you could have been sent to a psychiatric hospital as soon as you returned home.

'How should I explain...'

In fact, I had a few thoughts in mind before coming home.

1. Said to be on a boat.

- Convince the family after claiming that they have been on a boat for 15 years to earn a living for their family.

2. It is said that he was taken to China.

-Sometimes in the news there was an article about China kidnapping people, locking them somewhere and making them work as parrots. It refers to a case where it is abused in a game workshop or various workshops.

3. Tell the truth and hope that your family will believe you.

- This is practically excluded.

In the end, I pondered deeply between options 1 and 2. The workplace is realistic, but then you could ask why you didn't contact me.

It's the same as the first one, but if you stay in the sea for a long time, communication is almost impossible, so I was able to cry somehow.

‘Yeah, let’s go with number one.’

I decided to go on a boat, and thought of various excuses. If you said you did it to pay off the hundreds of millions of won in your house, you would understand.

In fact, my family wasn't even a gold spoon, but when I was very young, I was wealthy. I could eat anything I wanted to eat. However, as the IMF exploded, my father's business, who was running a semiconductor foundry manufacturing company, went bankrupt.

In the end, the father, who was sitting on a pile of debt, carried a piece of paper that had become a piece of tissue paper and went back and forth between closed companies.

Then he tightened his belt again and started working from the bottom of his head. From early in the morning to delivering newspapers, cleaning the restaurant, driving a school car, and driving at night...

My father was able to handle the work that five people couldn't do by himself.

'You've always been tired...'

Seeing my parents struggling with increased debt, I grew up early. But as a high school student, there was nothing I could do.

Just go to school and do housework for me...

That was the end. It did not help me financially, but rather gnawed at me metallurgical.

After moving to another world, the first thought that came to my mind was, 'I lost one tablespoon of my house...'.

‘Let’s go see my mother first.’

I was impatient to wait here. I thought we would meet when we came home, but it seems like you are still working as a couple.

The condition of the house is the same as it was 15 years ago.

‘It seems that our house still hasn’t gotten any better...’

walking on the spot.

Or it could have gone further.

It is because the success of the poorest class in Korean society was a blessing in the sky.

All knowledge that turned out to be money was held by the upper classes.

They shared that information among themselves and monopolized social wealth.

It reigned as a predator on the top floor of the pyramid, oppressing the poor with law and economic power.

There were various welfare policies, but all of them benefited only public officials and people with a line.

Common people like us repeatedly said, 'Not because of this, not because of that' and gave no benefit.

'It will be different now...'

I clenched my teeth and decided.

I don't want to live a lower life anymore.

*

My messy hair was arranged with magic.

I don't know much about styles these days, so I just did my sports hair the way I used to shave. And since I had no clothes to wear, I teleported in the plain jeans and short-sleeved T-shirt I wore in high school.

‘It would be better than a drab robe....’

It is an outfit that neither Jung Woo-sung nor Won Bin can digest. In modern society, if you wear such clothes, you would be treated as an otaku or a cosplay bug.

So it's not appropriate for my age, but I changed into plain clothes. It was a bit small, but it didn't bother me too much.

I teleported to the sparsely populated, forested Hanol Park.

and.

"after······."

I took a deep breath and started walking again.

It's a lie if you say you don't tremble.

Because I could already feel a familiar energy from far away.

'mom······.'

I wasn't sure if the energy I was feeling right now was really my mother's. But, somehow, my 'sense' was saying that.

After walking for about 20 minutes with an awkward gait, I came to the Culture and Arts Center intersection.

This was the busiest street in Gunpo.

In a corner of an alley lined with many shops and street vendors.

'There is...'

There was a woman in her mid 50s.

She used a high degree of magic to control the vision of her eyes.

The magical power that penetrated precisely into her eyes finely adjusted the focus of the lens. That way, even from thousands of meters away, she had clear vision as if she was looking straight ahead.

Through her dark-dyed hair, her gray hair looks pouting. Her face looked as thin as in her 60s, not her 50s. She could tell from her face that she had suffered a lot during that time.

'Is it because of me...?'

She just thought she'd be better off with a spoon. I guess it was my mistake.

-Tteokbokki, Sundae, Oden, Hotteok...

A banner hanging on a truck made in the form of a street stall by converting a 1.5-ton vehicle.

Even after 20 years, the menu didn't seem to have changed at all.

"Phew······."

The sound of her mother's sigh from afar echoed in her ears like thunder.

Many people came and went on the street, but no one stopped by to buy and eat.

Have prices gone up? Is the game difficult?

Many thoughts ran through my mind. Deep wrinkles on her mother's forehead pierced her chest.

I stepped forward and moved closer to the vendor truck. In addition to the menu banner hanging on the side, there was also a square banner hanging on the front.

- I'm looking for my son.

Name: Lee Joon-hyuk

Age: 33 years old

Gender: Male

Characteristics: Tall over 180, thick eyebrows...

It was a banner with my identity on it.

"Ah······."

Without realizing it, tears were flowing in my eyes. Startled, I wiped my tears with my sleeve.

I didn't want to see my mother like this...

She wanted to show an innocent and courageous figure.

It didn't come to mind.

I'm so hesitant

Wii yi ing.

- Parking enforcement starts. Go vehicle. Wii yi ing. Let me say it again. Go vehicle. Parking enforcement begins.

In the distance, a blue car with a camera mounted on the ceiling appeared. The vehicle rotated its camera and randomly took pictures of vehicles parked on the side of the road.

“It’s a big deal. I didn't earn much today, but if I get cracked..."

Her mother's expression grew even more frowned upon as she murmured anxiously. After she pays a fine of 80,000 won, she has no life left.

The life of a street vendor, who had to keep moving because there was no place to change, was pictured before my eyes.

bum bum.

I sprinted towards the truck being chased by the crackdown.

"Wait!"

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