Return of the 10th Circle Archmage

“Please go to the 2nd Jugong Apartment in Geumjeong-dong.”

"Yes~"

Me and my father left Etro Hospital and took a taxi.

He was a father who had been in the hospital for a year, but he was surprisingly short. He lived almost in patient clothes, so he had only two clothes, and other than that, he had nothing but toiletries, writing tools, and daily necessities.

“Hmm, hmm~”

Dad rolled down the taxi window, looked out his window, and hummed his tune. He seemed in a good mood.

‘I’m so happy.’

Mom, Dad, and Hye-eun.

Everyone is precious to me.

Their pain was my pain.

So, when Mom, Hye-eun, and Dad regained their smiles, I felt better too.

'It's rewarding to come back...'

This was enough to make it worthwhile to cross the dead line of the Demos planet infested with demons and return to Earth.

‘Now there is only one thing left to do is to make the whole family happy.’

He has already made 500 million won with the money he sold one gold bar. In addition, Park Tae-jin's motherfucker paid the hospital bills for me, so I got free money.

‘Are there going to be a lot of use of parasites in the future?’

To be honest, I'm fine, but the person being hurt suffers a lot, so I wanted to refrain from using it if possible.

As before, it was right not to use it unless it was a very trashy person.

“Because with great power comes great responsibility…”

Just because you have power, you shouldn't wield it at will. I am a person who has entered the realm of God. So I felt it more acutely than others.

Just as no one can have great power, it takes a lot of realization to get it, and conversely, that realization limits the use of power more.

It was similar to feeling uncomfortable when a child became an adult, learned the laws and rules of society and deviated from them.

So, my biggest goal was to refrain from using magic whenever possible and simply to permeate as a member of society.

‘It is not impossible if the financial problems and the health problems of the family are solved.’

There is nothing more painful than having power and not using it. Because I also came to Earth and broke a lot of those prohibitions.

However, they all used power for a reason, and only used it when necessary.

It was not used indiscriminately. Then the world will be out of balance, and when the balance is broken, the consequences after that, even I couldn't predict.

squeaky.

"Im here."

“Yes, here.”

I took out a 50,000 won bill from my pocket and handed it to the driver. It was very convenient for people to live as long as they had the Demos planet, Earth, and money.

However, just as there is a shade when there is a sunny place, that taxi driver sits and drives all day to meet the daily fixed income, sacrificing his free time.

All in order to earn money, which is a medium of exchange.

And, it is easy to purchase what others have produced by giving up their freedom by paying money. They sacrifice each other's free time and act as cogs for each member of society.

However, among the dogs, the ones who benefited the most were not the gears of the cogs, but those who benefited in an unattended manner while controlling them from behind.

In order to oppress the ignorant commoners, they made their own rules and laws and oppressed the common people.

It is to effectively control the things that the common people would not dare to do if they all rise up, tearing the ignorant commoners into various forces.

Anyway, now I am no longer a cogwheel, but a person who simplifies their negligence behind the scenes.

‘However, it was never achieved for free.’

It wasn't because I won the lottery or Powerball, or the land I inherited soared hundreds of times, but it was the fruit of my hard work and sweat.

So I was brave.

He made money by saving the world, not by squeezing out the common people like the established elite in Korea.

So, from now on, no one will dare to throw a stone at me because I am playing tantrums while being inactive.squeaky.

“Is Daddy here?”

When she arrived at her house with her father, Hye-eun came out and carried her luggage.

"I don't know how long it's been since I've been home..."

Dad looked around the house with an awkward expression. The interior did not change, but she was used to the environment since she had lived in the hospital.

Ringers that are changed every day, lox-smelling hospital gowns, patient bedrooms, parks in hospitals, and more.

In the meantime, only a small area within a very small building was allowed to his father.

But now it was different.

‘You are free to go anywhere.’

After two days of hardship after returning, it wasn't hard at all because it was for her family. Rather, his heart swelled. If it had been before, I would have lived a life of regret, lamenting about the world and letting go of my hand helplessly.

He couldn't even hear a garbage doctor like Park Tae-jin, and his father must have died of cancer.

I changed all that grim future.

To others, it may have been a fixed future that became a reality, but to me, it was a future that could be easily changed.

“Jun’s father. Are you already discharged?”

Her mother took a long nap after taking a long break from work, and now she just woke up.

“Yes, Mom. My father's cancer was actually cured, but a quack doctor misdiagnosed him and he was still in the hospital."

“Yeah, yes…?”

Her mother, with a puzzled expression on her face, as she hadn't slept yet, went out into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

“Chi, lie~”

Hye-eun opened her eyes and poked her in my side, but I lightly ignored it.

“Now that my father is discharged from the hospital, I must prepare to move in earnest.”

"really? Are we moving?”

Hye-eun let go of her playful expression, and opened her eyes wide and ran.

“How many pyeong are you moving to?”

“We must have one room for each, so 32 pyeong? Or 40 pyeong?”

“32 pyeong is good. I can’t live in a 16-pyeong room like now because it’s too small.”

“Heh heh heh.”

When my father heard that he was moving, he just smiled and sat down on the chair at the table. Although I explained what I was doing, it still seemed to be taken as a joke.

Well, if you start moving things in two weeks, then you'll definitely believe it.

After two weeks of crouching for the rest of my identity, I decided to roam the world again.

*

“Ugh. I heard they don't make good bankbooks for the fortress..."

Hyeeun and I went to the police station and district office to apply for identity recovery and issuance of resident registration cards.

And I went to the bank with Hye-eun for the check card I will use right away.

“Kookin Bank is more popular these days than Yonghyup, so let’s go there.”

“Okay, all you need is a check card. The bank doesn't care."

My brother and I went to downtown Gunpo and visited a branch of KV Kookin Bank. Hye-eun wanted to make another bankbook, so she really asked her why.

“Uh, um... I got a job. So Kookmin Bank is going to open a youth employment support account.”

“Aha, that’s right. But do you know where the company is?”

"Yes?"

Hye-eun was about to look around, but she bit her mouth as if she was embarrassed. Then he looked at my face.

“·················ogue.”

What do you get when you look at my face?

In the end, Hye-eun was obsessed with her, and then

"uh······. Matop Co., Ltd.”

“A horse tower?”

"Yes. It’s a secret company with wizards.”

“Ho ho fae…..”

The female bank employee roughly recognized it as a multi-level company, so she smiled chicly and issued a passbook. She even got her check card issued on the spot and deposited 10 million won as soon as possible.

‘For deposits and withdrawals of 20 million won or more at domestic banks, the data is transferred to the National Tax Service, so I have to put in and subtract up to 1999 million won.’

After two weeks, money laundering will begin in earnest. The intention was to dig up overseas Swiss bank accounts, set up a bunch of tax evasion companies in underdeveloped countries, set up a boss, and own 100% of the company’s stock in my name.

Then you don't have to worry about taxes, and you don't have to disclose the source of the money. All you have to do is pay for the things you want to eat and buy with the MasterCard issued abroad.

Hyeeun and I went to the bank right away, bought a bunch of food at the mart, and returned home.

When I came, I stopped by Tour d'ure and bought a cake to commemorate her father's discharge from the hospital.

*

“Aww, why aren’t they contacting me?”

Jewelery President in Korea Handwritten Dal did not leave work even after 8:00 p.m. and wandered around his store.

“Is it possible that I failed…?”

During the day, he handed over one piece of information to Yang Jin-cheol, the leader of the Baekseok faction. Stupid siblings with gold bars are wandering around downtown Gunpo, so hurry up and catch them.

Since he himself gave the information, he agreed to receive 10% of the amount in return. However, these guys have never been contacted.

“If you succeed, you succeed, if you fail, you fail! Why can't you speak?"

Sixteen was so angry that he couldn't stand it. He clasped his arms and pressed them gently, arguing at his temper.

If he wasn't just that tall bald guy, he could have gulped a gold bar for 200,000 won.

He suddenly turned things upside down because of him. I don't know for some reason, but as he asked, my heart flew out spontaneously, and his brother and sister recorded it and ran away.

Gold bars aside, the two kites always wanted to be George.

‘Once you taste spicy, you know the world is scary.’

He smiled broadly as he imagined his siblings being beaten by the Baek Seok faction gangsters.

Yoo Yoo-woong.

It was still August and the weather was muggy.

However, a strange airflow began to form in front of the door of the Korean release. It gradually took shape and continued to grow in size.

“Wheeyu. I have to force the brother and sister in any way... I'll have to ask them to hand over the gold bars as well. We should sell it to a human trafficking group.”

Yook Pil-dal remained in the store alone, imagining cruelty and smiling a hideous smile. He struggled with his elongated delusions, unaware that strange air currents were being created in front of his burial.

Clink!

“Uh, what is it……!?”

👌👌👌👌👌👌!!!

A typhoon suddenly struck on a summer night. A very small typhoon swept into the South Korean jewelry room measuring about 50 pyeong, smashing all the shelves in the store and swept away the jewelry.

“What the fuck!”

Why do typhoons occur in midsummer?

Why did you even come into the store?

In an unrealistic situation, he was mentally disturbed and had a brain power outage, so he couldn't move.

The typhoon is heading towards such a six-and-a-half moon.

Fish sh sh sh sh sh sh!

“Ahhhhhh!”

He rushed forward and ripped his body to pieces.

The strong wind mixed with soil and stone easily tore apart the body of Yuk Pil-dal.

👌👌👌👌👌

The body of Yuk Pil-dal was cut into pieces and scattered like hail throughout the burial.

The typhoon moved back and forth like a living creature with a self, and smashed the cameras and computers in the store and even smashed the safe.Pew pew pew pews!

Shin Saimdang, worth 50,000 won, poured out of the shattered safe. After the typhoon swept it all up, it went out of the store and disappeared somewhere.

*

"God. Please help me so that my mother can get better.”

A little girl with short hair, who looked like an elementary school student, muttered as she sat on her shabby, leaky plank floor.

The shabby-dressed girl's house was a shack with a low roof and a narrow interior.

Her mother was moaning inside her, covered with a damp blanket.

“Please help me cure her mom's illness . . .”

The girl shed tears.

She said her mother was sick and she couldn't do anything on her own. So she was even more sad. She had no one to ask.

Neighbors and relatives were all 'men' in front of money.

The moment she prayed earnestly, clasping her hands tightly with her swarm riding on her.

Whoo Yoo Woo Woong.

A cool breeze tickled the girl's cheeks.

"Huh?"

A girl who stopped her prayers and opened her eyes.

In front of her was a pile of yellow money.

“Is this... this?”

A small note was placed on top of the 50,000 won bill.

The girl went out with a note and looked in the light of the street lamp, and then she returned to the shack.

“Mom, Santa Claus is going to be a little busy at the end of the year, so I left some presents in advance.”

At the words of her daughter, the mother who had been moaning in the blanket opened her eyes.

"what?"

The mother did not believe the girl, and she only gave a faint smile.

poor daughter.

The mother lost all her hopes because she had no money or a home, and her body was ill. She might get better if she goes to the hospital, but she didn't even benefit from her health insurance because she was a homeless wanderer. So, even though it hurts, I had to endure the pain like this.

Well.

“Look at this.”

Where she was born, her daughter was coming into her house with a beautiful pack of thick wads of fifty thousand won bills. The money was not organized, and it was cluttered up.

“What is this?”

“Please read this note.”

"Well······."

The mother opened her gloomy eyes with her ill face, and read her letters one by one.

and.

"Sobbing······."

She suddenly burst into tears.

A savior came down to her mother and daughter in a situation in which it would not be strange if she died any time soon.

Her mother and daughter lost her husband and her head of the family 10 years ago, and she wandered about where she could not settle.

She said last year she injured her ankle, and she had nowhere to write, so she was forced to limp in search of a food court to feed her.

"mom."

"Huh?"

Her daughter grinned and she added a word.

“On a note, don’t pray to God anymore, but pray to Santa Claus.”

The note that her girl brought her included an early Christmas present and a message not to lose her courage.

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