A day has passed since Yena transformed into a perfectly grilled Yena skewer.
Many could not hide their grief over her sudden death, and especially Hayoung, who taught her, could only shed tears.
Hayoung muttered with her head down.
“Huh… Miss Yena…”
“She must have gone to a good place.”
“It was a short time, but she was an extraordinary person. She wouldn’t just leave so easily…”
“……”
I built an altar for her.
An altar filled with treasures as high as the sky.
That she once existed on this land, lived and breathed here, and ultimately lost her life while challenging the lofty heavens.
I hoped many would recognize it.
[ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Yena!!!]
[So sad…]
[Yena. I miss you.]
[Rest in peace…]
[Waaa…]
[Yena. She was a good person.]
[Yena, I will miss you.]
[Huhuhuhuhuhuhuh…]
[ㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Lily, please put up the skewers Yena liked.]
“Since it was her favorite… I guess I should.”
I placed the celestial skewers I had worked hard to make in front of the altar filled with white flowers.
Although it was pitiful compared to the real deal, Yena would surely enjoy it if she were alive.
Many practitioners bowed their heads around the altar.
I too bowed my head.
“Be happy over there. Eat skewers to your heart’s content…”
“…Is this right? Is this really happening?”
“Quickly mourn.”
“No, I’m perfectly alive, you know.”
And all of this was being directly witnessed by ‘Yena.’
More precisely, ‘Resurrected’ Yena, who was looking around me and the surrounding people with a face full of questions.
Whether Yena was here or not, everyone was expressing their sorrow.
“No, I arrived late because of the resurrection cooldown, and what is happening here?”
“You’ve done the biggest no-no you could possibly do at a funeral, Miss Yena.”
“Huh?”
The biggest no-no at a funeral is neither causing a ruckus nor showing up in inappropriate clothing.
It is none other than ‘Resurrection.’
“If the star of the funeral suddenly resurrects, just imagine how awkward it’ll be for everyone.”
???
[LOL]
[For real, LOL]
[No way, she’s resurrecting]
[Quick, get back in the casket, let’s go]
[Lily is hilarious, LOL]
[Yena skewers, ㅠㅠㅠㅠ]
[Resurrected Yena, LOL]
[Resurrection is a bit much, okay]
“Isn’t it Eva?”
“Why the sudden drama? LOL?”
Yena made a face of disbelief.
“Hayoung, why are you crying? It’s not like we were just hanging out for a few hours.”
“Boohoo, Yena…”
“No.”
“Hey! Don’t disturb my sadness!”
[LMAO]
[What a crazy girl LOL]
[LMAO LMFAO]
[For real though]
“Hey, can you tone it down? LOL”
[Wow, so disrespectful at a funeral]
“Come on, just sit still.”
Yena, still watching the crying Hayoung, walked straight to the altar and started munching on some skewers.
She looked baffled, but she seemed to be enjoying it, her face showing relative happiness.
I sighed and bowed my head again.
“My condolences…”
“…So how does me becoming a lightning-roasted figured chicken relate to the funeral?”
“Condolences…”
“Ugh!!”
Yena lunged at me in a rage.
Of course, I easily dodged Yena’s scratching and finished my condolences.
“Well, that should be enough…”
“……”
“So, no penalties today?”
“After dying once, I feel a bit more sane.”
Although Yena had acted like a cat at every chance, now that she had been revived, she seemed quite composed.
At that time, the lightning that struck from the sky was strong enough to burn the Ascetic’s spirit and flesh entirely.
It was so powerful that it broke through the Infinite Completion protection I had provided.
If she were an ordinary Avatar or Record Phase Ascetic, she would have died right away, but Yena was a User.
Users are beings close to immortality, so even if the sky attacked, it couldn’t completely kill her.
“I thought about it after Yena turned into Yena the grilled chicken.”
“……”
“It was surprisingly well-roasted. I didn’t think there would be any leftovers. Being a User is truly impressive—”
“Hey, why the description?”
“Anyway, I thought it over. Yena, have you leveled up?”
“Oh. Yup.”
Through the proposal, Yena’s phase upgrade to Avatar Level 1 was complete.
Although she had died and hadn’t personally endured the Infinite Completion, she had succeeded in turning the Infinite Completion to nothing.
The last attack was more of a ‘warning’ than an actual Infinite Completion.
‘The determination that no more tricks will be tolerated.’
“The statement ‘There won’t be a second time’ means that if Yena goes through a level-up proposal again, a similar attack will be launched. And that won’t be at the level of the Infinite Completion.”
“It means that it will be applied. That wasn’t at the level of Infinite Completion.”
“It hurt a bit.”
“Really?”
The User wouldn’t feel pain at 100%.
Unless the System’s protection was broken, it would mostly just end with a slight sting.
Yena said with great resonance, “The experience points flew away more than expected.”
“Ah.”
That pain was indeed very painful.
“Anyway, I can’t do it twice. It was originally meant to be done once.”
I never thought I could use such a ‘trick’ more than once.
As long as the sky wasn’t a non-living being, it was expected to be blocked, and I actually took action.
Though I planned to pack as much Infinite Completion as possible into that one time, Mokmujin’s intervention turned a lot upside down.
“Actually, the promotion proposal isn’t a big deal. The important thing is Mokmujin.”
“That’s true… meow?”
[Yena, lololol]
[Yena dying isn’t a big deal after all]
[For real, lol]
[Huh?]
[Ah lol, if you die, you just get resurrected]
[If it’s no big deal, then why the funeral…]
[Hahahahaha]
“I don’t know why he intervened. Maybe he just happened to be nearby and our ‘gaze’ met, or perhaps he came for revenge on what I destroyed.”
“Hmm… revenge.”
“So I expanded the scale a bit. Since they’ve revealed themselves on the water surface, it’s only polite for us not to just sit still.”
Jangmugye’s master, Gyeoryu, didn’t know Mokmujin’s identity.
It’s a bit hard to believe that he didn’t know, even after more than 300 years since Mokmujin had started acting. But thinking about it, Gyeoryu was a being like a celestial or a demon.
No limitations on lifespan and living an endlessly long life.
For her, 300 years might just pass in the blink of an eye.
She wouldn’t really have a reason to feel tense since she was the god of Jangmugye.
But now that she became aware of that existence, Gyeoryu wouldn’t just stay still.
“If we openly announce a raid here, Mokmujin won’t be able to rampage freely at least as ‘Lord Jeokmu-hyang’. He’s been hiding in the shadows all this time to be wary of you, Gyeoryu.”
“So that’s why you held my funeral, meow?”
“That’s the most effective, right?”
In fact, Yena died because she tried a trick and was ‘this guy’-ed by the sky.
It’s because Miss Yena was caught off guard by ‘this guy’ in the sky when she tried to pull a trick and ended up dead.
It’s like tripping over my own feet.
But if we hold this grand funeral, it can basically serve as an advertisement that Yena was ‘murdered’ by someone.
Gyeoryu is probably watching this scene, so he can’t just jump in recklessly.
“But she’s alive, does that even matter?”
“It does.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s actually true that Miss Yena is dead.”
Yena is definitely dead.
A powerful lightning turned Yena into grilled squid, with enough force that anyone would think she’s truly dead.
Although she came back to life because she’s a user, that’s not important.
“It’s a fact that Miss Yena was ‘attacked’ and died. Whether she later burst out of a casket or this version of her is actually ‘the twin sister from the Myojok clan who rushed over after hearing the news of her earlier ascension’…”
“???”
“As long as we draw attention, anything works.”
[???]
[?]
[ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ?]
[Oh, is that the setup?]
[So did Yena die already?]
[Yena Yena, is that the sister?]
[There was a plan all along.]
No matter how much the user tries to fly and crawl, they can’t do anything against Mokmujin.
Mokmujin is a being beyond the Marriage Device, and there’s no way for the user to reach the Marriage Device no matter how much they try.
But you don’t need the same might as a tiger to catch a tiger.
“Let the immortals fight among themselves, and we’ll just do our own thing. The important thing for now is to level up.”
“…Is that so?”
“Of course, we will need to deal with that immortal later. By then, we should have some tricks up our sleeves.”
Yena seemed doubtful, but eventually nodded as if she understood to some extent.
“…But can’t you just move that statue on the altar?”
“Nope.”
That statue is the most important part.
I smiled warmly while looking at the 30-meter statue of Yena battling the blue lightning.
“That’s something else.”
Miss Yena’s funeral lasted for three days.
The date for the meeting was set for the next day.
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