Seoul Object Story

In the space dominated by endless darkness, a heavy silence descended around the Round Table.

On the white marble Round Table, nine golden candles burned, but even their light seemed insufficient to push back the surrounding thick darkness.

The nine alchemists gathered around the Round Table were each engaged in their own actions.

One was endlessly observing a girl through shapes created by sand.@@novelbin@@

Another was gazing at the city of humans unfolding beyond the veil.

But what all the alchemists had in common was their concern for the intense battle unfolding beyond the veil.

Beyond the veil, the gray Reaper and the Mini Reapers were fighting the massive Black Giant, yet the situation was far from optimistic.

The Blue Girl wore a confident smile, almost like a painting, on her face.

But deep within her eyes, there was a faint trace of unease.

Her master, the alchemist, could vaguely see the anxiety hidden behind that smile.

Having watched his disciple for a long time, he could sense the unease.

He knew well the limits of the Blue Girl’s foresight.

Her foresight was like an incomplete map.

The starting and ending points were clear, but the journey in between was blurred.

It could show what actions would lead to what outcomes, but it couldn’t confirm if the actions were carried out correctly.