Possessor #2 Just Wants to Fangirl Chapter 170

‘She’s excited.’

Gyeon Junhwi chuckled at Yeon Sora bouncing away.

She knows exactly when she should step forward and when she shouldn’t. It’s not from thinking or logical reasoning either.

Rather, it’s closer to animal instinct.

“……”

When he turned his head, Ki Hyeonmin was sending a gaze full of doubt. Silently asking ‘is it really okay to have this conversation without Yeon Sora?’, but—

“Shall we go?”

Gyeon Junhwi crushed that doubt with a smile and started walking.

They arrived at the student council room like that.

Creak—.

At the sound of the door opening, student council president Yoo Seoha, who’d been reading, raised her gaze. However, she wasn’t alone.

“Yo!”

Vice president Min Dorim was waving his hand cheerfully. Gyeon Junhwi hid his reluctant expression and bowed at the waist.

“I apologize for calling you out when you’re busy.”

“Right, why didn’t you call the idle vice president instead of the busy president?”

“The vice president is too popular. You’re busier than the president, haha.”

After lightly laughing off Min Dorim’s sarcasm, Gyeon Junhwi turned his gaze to Yoo Seoha.

“Since it’s late, I’ll get straight to the point. I’d like to request an emergency safety protocol.”

The emergency safety protocol is a type of class intervention authority.

All academy classes are the domain of the professor in charge, which no one can interfere with. However, exceptionally, the student council can request class corrections.

If there’s a threat to student safety or student rights are being violated, they can request measures like halting classes or adjusting participant numbers.

‘Better to get this now.’

Through today’s practicals, he’d confirmed several unstable elements. Since the mastermind appears on the 10th floor, it seemed better to drop them off, so he’d urgently requested this meeting.

Even Ki Hyeonmin seemed to have noticed, as he was suppressing his complaints.

“Terrorist incidents have been an issue recently. Seeing security reinforced even at practical sites has significantly unsettled classmates. I think they’d be reassured to know the emergency protocol can be implemented anytime.”

To request the emergency protocol requires documents with the student council president’s signature. Yoo Seoha rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. Her eyes are cautious.

‘She must be interested though….’

All past student council presidents never used this authority. Because getting on a professor’s bad side has no benefits.

However, since the start of the semester, Yoo Seoha has been using the terrorist incident as an excuse to thoroughly revise the academy’s emergency response manual and school regulations.

Watching her excessively proactive behavior, Gyeon Junhwi formed a hypothesis. Yoo Seoha is conducting some kind of experiment in the student council.

She’s researching methods to revise laws established by the establishment. Perhaps it’s practice for when she inherits the guild later.

“Intervening in classes with just this much circumstantial evidence will bring backlash from the faculty.”

“That’s why I want to attach conditions. In a format that only takes effect if a situation occurs in real-time during practicals.”

“Hahaha! Look at this guy?”

Min Dorim laughed like he’d flip over and banged the desk.

This is why I didn’t call him. Because he tends to nitpick or complicate situations.

“You’re asking for a blank check right now, aren’t you? Holding paper with the president’s signature to use however you want.”

As expected. He’s quick on the uptake.

“Of course not. I’ll write in detail what situations I’ll use it for and send it. You can confirm and sign.”

“When do you need it by?”

“We depart at 7 AM tomorrow morning, so I’ll give it to you before then.”

Gyeon Junhwi’s original goal was indeed a blank check, but he could only obtain a check with numerous restrictions.

This isn’t bad either, but….

“Haha! This is interesting too. Call me more often from now on.”

When Min Dorim patted his shoulder, antipathy naturally arose.

‘Why is he suddenly being so proactive?’

In the novel, Min Dorim never got involved in such bothersome administrative work. When someone with no ambition for power, grades, or money suddenly butts in everywhere, it becomes a headache.

But that’s a matter for later.

Creak—

When the door closed and they were left alone, Ki Hyeonmin opened his mouth.

“The emergency protocol is meaningless.”

“Still better than nothing.”

The authority just obtained only takes effect after an incident occurs. Using it after the mastermind has done something is too late.

However, there was a fact Ki Hyeonmin didn’t know.

‘Because the terrorist group isn’t the mastermind.’

The terrorist organization publicly called Antithesis is a fake run by Ha Seonwoo.

If he contacts Ha Seonwoo and asks him to stage one fake terrorist incident, this authority can be used immediately.

Not for free though….

“Shall we draft the documents first?”

Ki Hyeonmin’s eyebrows twitched, but Gyeon Junhwi focused only on drafting documents for a while.

From beside him came Ki Hyeonmin’s silent complaints. Since he’d called him out saying they’d talk about the goddess and labyrinth but keeps doing other things, feeling frustrated is natural.

However, to hear what he wants, he’ll have to suffer considerably.

‘At minimum, you need to ask the question first.’

When exchanging information, the process is more important than the content.

Humans doubt things obtained too easily. However, they try to believe things obtained through hardship because the invested time and effort are precious.

This is human instinct.

“What you said during practicals….”

Finally Ki Hyeonmin spoke first, and Gyeon Junhwi raised his gaze and tilted his head.

“You mentioned a labyrinth earlier.”

“Ah, that? It’s nothing much. Just something that came up while studying history with Go Daesik.”

Gyeon Junhwi waved his hands and laughed, then turned his gaze back to the documents. This action isn’t simply to torment him.

‘Excessive interest is forbidden.’

In this worldview, people who know the meaning of ‘labyrinth’ can be counted on one hand.

Showing overly eager behavior here would be a setting conflict. The regressor will feel dissonance later and become suspicious.

“I want to hear it.”

“Now? I need to draft documents….”

“……”

After fully receiving Ki Hyeonmin’s cold gaze, Gyeon Junhwi reluctantly opened his mouth.

“It’s nothing much, but I’ve been studying ancient history with Go Daesik recently. Since there’s apparently a goddess that Neolithic people worshipped, I was investigating.”

Before humanity invented writing, people living throughout the Mediterranean worshipped a goddess.

A goddess who dominated the world before ‘language’ divided.

Definitely the Tower Goddess.

“There’s a religious ritual those people performed back then, and a labyrinth appears. This is still being interpreted… I don’t know what it is, but apparently it was a ritual for passing through a labyrinth with the goddess’s help.”

Ki Hyeonmin’s eyes changed.

A ritual that ancient people who worshipped the Tower Goddess performed to pass through a labyrinth. Even in Gyeon Junhwi’s thinking, this was essential information for conquering the Tower.

“What’s Medusa’s connection?”

“This is still a hypothesis, but there was a force in the Mediterranean that served the goddess until the very end. The last queen of that force was named Medusa.”

This is content that appears in actual historical records.

It’s described in a book left by a Greek historian named Diodorus.

“Medusa probably also played the role of a priestess. In that era, the king was the being who connected gods and humans.”

Along with those words, Gyeon Junhwi opened his inventory and took out a golden object.

The treasure Yeon Sora discovered today.

Gyeon Junhwi had seen this shape before. Because it frequently appears as an illustration in textbooks too.

“This is a votive tripod. An object ancient people used when offering sacrifices.”

Various relics from mythology appear in the Tower.

However, several objects appearing in Medusa’s myth were never discovered to the end, and Hunters call them Lost Treasure.

Gyeon Junhwi looked straight at Ki Hyeonmin and made his final statement.

“Lost Treasure is the tool Medusa used in rituals to summon the goddess.”

* * *

The same time.

A dormitory room across campus.

“Shiiivers!”

Yeon Sora, who’d been watching all this in real-time, let out an involuntary scream.

Because she didn’t know what a votive tripod was and searched for it, finding image results identical to the gold plate.

However, there was also a difference.

“There are no legs!”

A votive tripod needs a tripod.

The vessel made of gold needed three legs. You have to find them and assemble it to use it.

That wasn’t all.

‘I’ve seen this somewhere before….’

She saw something important in the homework Gyeon Junhwi assigned too… but thinking about that comes later.

Yeon Sora quickly swallowed a potion and activated her skill again.

‘I can’t miss the plot bait!’

Not satisfied with witnessing Min Dorim and Yoo Seoha’s relationship progress, numerous famous scenes were unfolding.

Homework can be done later.

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And at the same time,

A hotel across from Yeouido.

“Cough! Cough!”

“L-Lord Python!!!!”

There was someone vomiting blood and fainting.

The prescient who’d been detecting Yeon Sora’s influence by overusing his ability.

“Can you wake him?”

“A-any more than this is truly dangerous. If you use excessive ability… sleep is necessary.”

“Hasn’t the answer come yet?”

Astaroth frowned and returned to the sofa. On the way, he had to be careful not to step on the numerous corpses piled on the floor.

He’d heard the prescient’s tracking ability has a three-day limit. They’d borrowed and infused numerous lives to extend it until now, but any more was impossible.

“How ambiguous.”

Astaroth stared at the prescient’s crystal ball, lost in thought.

This object is said to show Yeon Sora’s influence.

If the ruins contained within are restored, it means the mastermind’s plans are thwarted.

However…

‘Is this actually restored?’

No building had completely regained its form.

Numerous fragments scattered on the floor had combined, but were lying around half-restored.

Yeon Sora did influence the world, but does this mean her influence is only this much….

‘I don’t know.’

An even bigger problem than that was timing.

While Yeon Sora’s group conducted practicals, there was no change, but numerous pieces connected just moments ago. When they didn’t enter the Tower, no change occurred at all.

Yeon Sora’s group spent a full day passing through the ridiculously easy 3rd floor, but the crystal ball said that had no influence on the world.

“Haa….”

He can’t predict.

Yet the only person he can consult with is sleeping soundly.