Chapter 183 (1/2)

“It’s not this, pretty bird! Try this. Hoo~”

“Guhooo?”

“Noo~ like this. Hooo.”

Solar’s small fireball floated through the air. Chunza screamed as she opened her mouth to follow Solar’s actions, looking like she was going to breathe out fire.

“Huhaaa- keeok!”

However, the only thing that came out was burps. The smell of the raw chicken she ate earlier pierced my nose. Sigh, this smell. I would have to brush her mouth. It wasn’t a joke.

“Gruruk!” Nevertheless, Chunza didn’t give up. She continued to try while flapping her wings. It seemed she had some clues. It was because I had been receiving this message from the beginning.

[An unknown magic power is starting to wrap around the body of ‘Chunza.’]

[The owl ‘Chunza’ is gaining awareness of ‘Fireball’.]

[Gained 4% enlightenment in the acquisition of ‘Fireball.’]

[If it becomes 100% then ‘Chunza’ can learn ‘Fireball’.]

“She is definitely a Lechuza.”

These messages wouldn’t have appeared if Chunza was a normal owl. The unidentified magic power was ‘moon energy,’ one of the characteristics of the Lechuza. It didn’t make sense for an average owl to learn Fireball. Still, it was a shame that she could only learn Fireball, not Sunball.

“Well, Chunza isn’t the sun so it can’t be helped.”

Perhaps the only one who could use Sunball in the future was Solar. The sun energy it emitted was something that no god except for Prometheus could control. This was a matter of innate birth. Even the supreme god, Jupiter, couldn’t handle the flames of the sun.

“Solar, keep teaching Chunza, got it?”

“Understood, Master~”

“Guruk~”

Solar and Chunza both nodded.

I brought the two people to the bathroom because previously I taught them in the room and the furniture became slightly singed. I was afraid the owner of this place would ask me for compensation so I brought the two of them to the bathroom to prevent this.

“Solar, you know what to do if there is a fire, right? Just like I taught you, the faucet there...”

“That’s not it! Pretty bird! Look carefully. Hooo. This.is.it! Try it!”

They couldn’t seem to hear me. Chunza met a teacher who was stricter than I thought. I smiled happily and left the bathroom and then the room. As I headed down the stairs to the first floor, a whisper arrived.

-Park Muyeol: Chuntaek, when did you log in?

-Jackson: I logged in earlier.

-Park Muyeol: Hey, are the reporters here originally like this? I left the building to hunt with the kids but the reporters are surrounding me and I can’t get out. Those damn bastards.

I couldn’t help laughing. This was why I hated being caught.

-Jackson: This is your blessing. Why did you make such a mess? That’s why I hid my identity.

-Park Muyeol: Tsk. A man should live a life of ease.

-Jackson: What are you going to do?

At the same time, the entrance of the first floor appeared. I could see a group of people gathered in the distance. I didn’t have to look closely to know who they were. The one with white hair was Park Muyeol and the ones with black hair were all reporters. They were pouring out a relentless bombardment of questions at him.

“How do you feel about entering the Colosseum’s round of 8?”

“Are you a Star Fruit user?”

“What is your age this year?”

“There is a surge in access by the elderly. Can I ask you how you feel?”

“No, please get out of the way...”

Park Muyeol was hesitating without doing anything. He moved to the left and the reporters followed him to the left. He moved to the right and they followed him to the right. Tsk tsk, this was why he couldn’t go hunting. I passed by him and made eye contact with him. The reporters took no notice at all when I passed. It was said that there was blessing in misfortune. I immediately waved to Muyeol.

Park Muyeol’s face turned red like he was quite annoyed. The fierce impression he gave off became even worse.

“H-Hik!”

“Cough! Cough!”

“Cough cough.”

The reporters looked at each other and coughed. However, it was already too late. Muyeol was already angry. “Don’t be annoying and get out of the way.”

The Magic Power Hair Clipper in his hand moved at high speed. In an instant, a highway was formed on the heads of the reporters. I saw it and couldn’t help laughing. “Puhahaha!”

According to him, it would take the same amount of time as in reality for the hair to grow back. He had tried it at the training camp. In this case, the reporters wouldn’t appear for a while. It was really cool. I wanted to borrow one too.