Chapters Chapter 300: Kwak Jung’s Prediction (1/2)

“Y-Your Majesty!”

A servant came looking for Kang Chul-In. It was after Kang Chul-In had just heard the shocking statement.

“I’m experiencing all kinds of things today.”

He was half out of it. It just wasn’t fair. What kinds of sins had he made in his past life for this to happen? He wanted to stomp his feet in frustration because a lizard that was seven thousand years old just brought up marriage.

“Are you telling me to...”

That was as far as Kang Chul-In got.

“Your Majesty!”

“...!”

“Something bad has happened!”

The servant shouted again.

“Something bad?”

Kang Chul-In’s gaze moved from Desdemona to the servant.

“What thing? What this time?”

“I-It’s...”

The messenger caught his breath and reported that something bad had happened.

“Tactician Kwak’s condition isn’t normal!”

“What?”

Kang Chul-In was very surprised because Kwak Jung was very crucial to the kingdom. In fact, Kang Chul-In probably liked him most out of all his subordinates, although he beat him up from time to time.

“Why? Did someone send an assassin or…”

“That’s not it!”

“Then what is it?”

“I-I think you’ll have to come and see for yourself!”

“Where is Kwak Jung? Let’s go! Now!”

Kang Chul-In quickly began to move.

“Hey!”

Desdemona screamed, but he ignored it.

“Where are you going!? I’m not done, you bad bastard!”

Of course he would go. Right now, Kwak Jung’s condition was more important than the proposal of a lizard.

***

“Why is he like this?”

Kang Chul-In’s reaction wasn’t too far off from Timothy’s after he saw Kwak Jung.

“I-I don’t know the reason either…”

Timothy looked at Kwak Jung with concerned eyes.

“Uhh... uhhhhhbuhbuh…”

Kwak Jung was still acting strange.

“Vilhelm… he… and Aoxin… uhhh… uhh…”

A few familiar names came out, but it was impossible to understand what he was saying.

Drip, drip.

He was even drooling, so they were concerned that Kwak Jung had actually gone crazy.

“We can’t even call a doctor…”

Kang Chul-In muttered, not knowing what to do. Kwak Jung probably wouldn’t get better even if they summoned a doctor. No, he definitely wouldn’t. The purple light coming from his eyes showed that it wasn’t a medical disease.

Is that the problem?

Kang Chul-In looked at the White Fan on the table. He thought it could be the thing that caused Kwak Jung to become like this. After all, Superior Epic items like the White Fan chose their owner. Kwak Jung might be suffering from the side effects of forcing the White Fan to become his.

“Nilus, call Nilus!”

He judged it to be a magical side effect and called for Nilus.

“Your Majesty, why did you ask for me?”

Nilus bowed. He always faithfully came as soon as Kang Chul-In summoned him.

“Kwak Jung’s condition is strange.”

Kang Chul-In pointed at Kwak Jung.

“I think it’s a side effect of using the White Fan.”

“Hmm…”

Nilus narrowed his eyes and observed Kwak Jung slowly.

“I’m not sure, but I don’t think this is a health issue either. However, magical aftereffects based on artifacts have slightly different symptoms.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Normally, it’s painful because the path of mana is twisted. Of course, there are cases when experienced magicians touch dark magic and become crazy, but…”

“Not like this?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. It’s true that I don’t understand tactician Kwak’s condition exactly, as I focus more on attack magic rather than internal magic. Moreover, magic is split under so many fields.”

In other words, he was saying that it was hard for him to diagnose Kwak Jung because he was a war mage.

“How about asking Her Majesty Skadi?”

“Skadi? But her magic ability is…”

“Wouldn’t the knowledge be left behind? The greatest professor of the magic academy in the kingdom is actually not me, but Her Majesty Skadi.”

“...!”

“Also, I remember hearing that Her Majesty Skadi was skilled in both fortune-telling and magic.”

“Ah...!”

Only then did he remember where Skadi was from. Skadi was a gypsy of eastern Europe, so she had grown up experienced with occult-related things.

“Someone, call for…”

Just when Kang Chul-In was about to order his servant to bring Skadi, she was entering Kwak Jung’s office with rushed steps.

“T-That’s...!”

Skadi pointed at Kwak Jung, shocked.

“I never would’ve imagined… that tactician Kwak was a prophet...”

“Prophet?”

Kang Chul-In was fl.u.s.tered.

“Skadi, what are you talking about?”

“Your Majesty, it’s most likely that tactician Kwak is experiencing a kind of ‘unconscious observation’ right now.”

It was hard for Kang Chul-In to understand.

“So…”

Skadi began to explain.

“I’m a gypsy.”

“I know.”

“Sometimes, outstanding prophets come from gypsies like this.”

It was hard to believe, but it was also hard to guarantee that there weren’t any supernatural phenomenons on Earth, so Kang Chul-In decided to focus on what she was saying.

“I was also one of these prophets. Actually, when I was a normal human, my foresight was horrible, but after becoming a Lord, my ability began to flourish. Do you remember? The reason why I left myself to you was…”

“It was because you predicted your own death. You also said you could smell the scent of a prophet next to me.”

Kang Chul-In remembered when he first met Skadi clearly.

“That’s correct.”

Skadi nodded.

“But after I lost my position as a Lord and lost my abilities, I wasn’t able to sense the smell again.”