Only I Am Immune to Magic

Episode 002. Rune

Verfect aims for change and every character has a different story, but there are a few things that don’t change.

That’s the ancient heritage hidden all over the world.

Lost in the course of the war with the demons a thousand years ago, these heritages remain in the same place every time in the real-time changing world, waiting for their owners.

‘The place I fell was Tmolin Mine. I was lucky.’

A useful legacy lies dormant in the great underground lake that exists beneath this mine.

If he succeeded in obtaining it, he would be able to escape this tomb-like mine.

‘But how do I get down?’

Aaron looked down at his feet and was lost in thought.

When I got the legacy while playing the past game, it was relatively easy because I had already grown a lot, but I had to risk my life to enter the jet-black underground lake with the body of a wounded slave like this.

‘I need oxygen, where can I get it… … ah!’

While I was thinking about it, something flashed in my mind.

Among the items the Overseer has is a Dwarf-made mechanical device called Mermaid’s Breath.

It is a kind of relief product that releases compressed air to create air bubbles when used, and was only given to supervisors to survive in the event of a burial accident.

It wasn’t magic that worked directly on the body, so Aaron could use it.

‘good. Let’s do it.’

After completing the calculation, Aaron confirmed that the supervisor had completely disappeared and approached the corner seat he had reserved in advance.

It was a place where the ore was relatively sparsely embedded, so mining efficiency was not very good.

‘Why is that guy doing that over there?’

‘I don’t know. I must have been crazy because I wanted to die.’

The other slaves who saw Aaron clicked their tongues.

Every slave had his own quota, and if he failed to fill it, he was severely tortured or starved.

To think he was snooping around a place like that after seeing a slave roasted whole a while ago. It must have been crazy.

kang! kang! kang!

Aaron ignored the voice in his ears and silently swung his pickaxe.

After removing all the few raw mana stones, black rocks that were classified as garbage appeared underneath.

Aaron even started digging out the rock.

‘Did you go crazy after being whipped yesterday?’

‘There’s not one or two crazy guys here, just don’t care.’

The slaves even retracted the glances they sometimes cast.

It’s a luxury to mess around here. I look like I’m going to die right now, so who am I to give advice and help?

“Emergency roll call!”

For hours, only the sighs of the slaves’ power and the sound of heavy pickaxes echoed.

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the mine.

“Emergency roll call!”

“Emergency roll call!”

The slaves hurriedly grabbed their sacks of minerals and ran towards the voice.

The emergency roll call is a kind of intermediate inspection time in which the supervisor summons the slaves unexpectedly to check the work status.

Those who are late for the gathering or who behave sluggishly will be starved as usual.

“One guy is empty? Who are you! The one who hasn’t arrived yet!”

The overseer counting the slaves shouted with a distorted face.

Among the slaves who were watching with a lot of cringe, someone said hesitantly.

“No. 101. 101 didn’t come.”

“No. 101? Are you that kid again? Has anyone seen that bastard?”

“It was over there the last time I saw you.”

Someone pointed to the corner of the mine.

“Damn you bastard. You know what I mean as sh*t? I will make you regret it.”

The supervisor approached it, clutching the artifact that activates the restraining sphere.

This time, I was thinking of roasting his head.

“this… … sh*t.”

After a while. Upon reaching the corner of the mine, the overseer’s face twisted violently.

There was a huge hole in the place where number 101 had been.

It must have been that the idiot got mad when he came to a corner to smoke a trick.

shoot ah-

Beneath the hole was an underground lake with no end in sight.

The cold water was so cold that just getting close to it made me feel cold.

If I had landed in a place like this, I would have died of hypothermia or a heart attack.

“A hole! There’s a hole in it!”

“Is number 101 missing?”

“Can you hear the sound of water?”

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The slaves who noticed the situation murmured.

The overseer pulled out a whip and brandished it, intimidating them.

“Don’t you shut up? Shall we put you guys in here too?”

“… … .”

The slaves closed their mouths, avoiding his eyes.

It was then.

A pale hand came out of the hole and grabbed the supervisor’s foot.

“Uh, uh!”

with a splash!

Embarrassed by the unexpected surprise, the overseer lost his balance and fell into the hole while struggling.

“Ugh!”

He screamed, fed up with the chill of the groundwater that penetrated to his very bones.

“hey.”

As I was desperately splashing around in the water, I heard an eerie voice from behind.

The supervisor looked back in amazement.

“101… … Number 101?”

The slave who was thought to have already been drowned was there.

Her face turned pale from the cold of the underground water and her lips turned blue, but her blue eyes were alive and well.

‘done.’

Aaron smiled at this.

He decided that it would be difficult to defeat the supervisor with such a feeble body, and decided to dig a trap.

The overseer, who also likes to ride people, approached the hole without question and was nicely pulled into the water.

It was worth the long, trembling wait.

“My name is Aaron. Not number 101.”

Aaron murmured grimly, gripping the overseer’s collar with one hand and the restraints hanging around his neck with the other.

“Wait a minute! you can’t… … !”

Jigsaw Jigsaw!

An intense blue light burst from the pitch-black underground lake.

“Rurrukreuk… … .”

Unable to withstand the strong current of the arresting device, the supervisor rolled his eyes and bit the foam.

[Your level has risen. (1 → 2)]

‘… … what?’

Immediately after the overseer’s breath stopped, a white print appeared in front of Aaron’s eyes, and something hot spread from the vicinity of his heart.

The energy was so warm that even the coldness of the underground lake was forgotten for a moment.

As the energy that circulated through the blood vessels of the whole body disappeared, the body, which had been cold and frozen, returned to life, even if it was small.

‘It was also a level.’

The number floating in the heads of the supervisors and slaves was none other than the level.

The supervisor’s number was shown in red because his level was higher than Aaron’s.

‘I’ll have to catch some monsters when I go out later.’

Aaron, who had been clasping both hands for a moment, removed an object that looked like a fish tail fin from the waist of the supervisor who had floated above the water.

“good.”

Two mermaids’ breaths were stolen.

Each one lasts about 10 minutes, so you can stay in the water for about 20 minutes in total.

“It must be tight.”

Aaron muttered quietly and looked around the dark underground lake.

As soon as he entered the hole, he roughly grasped the size and depth of the lake and its structure.

It takes about 30 minutes to go to the heritage site and return safely.

A couple of these crude first-aid kits could be a little dangerous.

“I’ll just have to move a little faster.”

After thinking for a while, Aaron prepared to go down.

It would have been nice if there were more mermaid’s breath, but I knew the approximate location of the legacy, so this was good enough.

“It’s a ghost! The ghost dragged the overseer away!”

“Climb! What kind of ghost is a ghost!”

“Your hand just came out! Did I see it?”

The voices of the slaves could be heard from above the hole.

Aaron stuck a pickaxe into the overseer’s trousers, sank him into the water, and tore the mermaid’s breath close to his face.

Soon, large and small air bubbles protruded from the fragmented fins, merged, and wrapped around the head.

“Whoa.”

Aaron confirmed that the device was working properly and took a deep breath.

‘Then let’s go.’

* * *

‘It’s harder than I thought.’

In the middle of an underground lake where not even a ray of light shines through.

Aaron clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide.

In the game, the character’s status is displayed as a number, but this was reality.

I shouted out words like status window or inventory to see if there was a system that could inform me of my physical condition, but there was no such thing either.

It seemed that the type only came to mind in special situations, such as when the level went up.

Aaron stopped doing meaningless things and moved his limbs vigorously.

My limbs were hardened by the ice-cold water, and my senses gradually disappeared from my frozen skin.

All I could see was a faint light coming from a hole in the ceiling.

Only this light showed that he was still alive.

‘It’s the bottom.’

how far down

My feet finally touched the bottom of the seemingly endless lake.

As I approached it as if I was prostrate on the floor, a complicated pattern that I couldn’t tell when it was engraved came into my eyes.

‘Traces of an ancient wizard.’

Tmoline Mine was used as a hideout for many wizards during the Great War a thousand years ago.

It was for this reason that a large amount of mana stones were found here.

The magician’s objects that had been dormant in the ground disintegrated over a long period of time and combined with minerals to become dense mana stones.

Now, all exploration is over and it is just used as a mine, but beneath this deep lake, the legacy of the essence of the world is still dormant.

‘If you go this way from here… … .’

Aaron moved quickly across the lake bed, relying on the dim light from the ceiling.

‘Fifty steps to the left. Twenty steps forward.’

The bizarre patterns engraved on the floor were a kind of sign.

Even though it was obviously the first time he had seen it, Aaron skillfully interpreted the pattern and moved forward.

‘what. Has it already been like this?’

Aaron, who was moving frantically, realized at some point that the air bubbles had become noticeably smaller.

I thought that I had been controlling my breathing, but I was already so small.

It was a moment when I felt the limits of a slave who could not eat properly and was overworked.

bugle-

As I tore another mermaid’s breath, the air bubbles that were on the verge of extinction swelled again.

‘A little faster.’

Aaron’s movements became a little faster.

Slowly, all sensations in my body began to numb, but there was no time to delay.

‘It must be around here… … . oh!’

By the time the newly created air bubbles had almost shrunk.

In the pitch-black water, on the other side, something faintly glowing caught my eye.

Metaphysical text engraved on a stone slab slightly raised from the floor.

It was undoubtedly the legacy he was looking for.

This unique pattern, called rune language, is an ancient power that has been shaped over a long period of time, and once absorbed, it is possible to easily implement magic just by spitting out the language.

Thurisaz.

This red letter symbolizing power is a rather primitive rune that increases the owner’s physical power.

The most useful rune in this world where the logic of power plays a large part.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the reason why Dellore was chosen as the starting area was all because of this rune.

Aaron placed his hand on the dimly lit stone slab.

Then, the rune engraved on the stone tablet wriggled like a snake and at one point was sucked into Aaron’s hand.

“Ugh!”

Aaron moaned at the excruciating pain his hand was being torn off.

The red rune transferred to the back of her hand was shining brightly as if burning.

[He who has found the power of the beginning. Prove your qualifications.]

Red letters appeared on the slate on which the runes had been engraved.

‘what? Was there anything like this?’

Aaron looked at the typeface with a puzzled face.

I’ve received numerous legacies while doing Beaufect, but I’ve never experienced such pain or directing.

This time, of course, I thought it would end after absorbing only the runes, but to prove my qualities.

This was something that even the last 100 characters hadn’t experienced, so I didn’t even have a sense of déjà vu.

Kurrr!

In the next moment, the stone slab suddenly collapsed, and hands made of rocks protruded from under my feet.

Only I am immune to magic

Author : Sileng

Publisher: Son Byeong-tae

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