He awoke in a shabby interior with grayish wallpaper. Kang Min-hyuk had been in this room before; he tried to get up, but immense pain flashed through his whole bodythis phenomenon hadnt been an issue before. Previously, he experienced blurred vision during his possession of Klinssmans body, but there had never been any physical pain. Could it have been a side-effect of the journey between worlds? He didnt think so; it was a very familiar form of pain.

I think its a bruise, he thought, his mind hidden within Klinssmans body.

Kang Min-hyuks physical awareness informed him that there was no significant damage to the internal organs a bruise suggested an injury to the external body. This same body screamed in pain as he rose to view a mirror in the bathroom. As his reflection gazed back at him, he realized that this was the first time hed seen the face of the man he was inhabiting.

It was a humble face. Beneath brown hair was a dark, thoughtful expression. Hello, Klinssman, he muttered. He rolled up his shirt to find bruises, as he expected pain swelled through him with each breath he took. There were bruises all over his body only a serious beating could have caused such damage. Kang Min-hyuk inspected Klinssmans hand. Smooth knuckles, no sign of a fight. The level of injury inflicted suggested that Klinssman hadnt retaliated. What the hell happened here?

He didnt understandKlinssman wasnt an ordinary person; even within a world where a magical civilization of 2000+ blossomed, Klinssmans knowledge was of great value. He could enjoy great riches if he chose; there should be no need for him to dwell in such a shabby room. But Klinssman didnt choose that pathhe kept his knowledge secret, preferring not to disclose it to the world, and his peers at the academy ignored him. Kang Min-hyuk didnt know who had beaten Klinssman like this, but he guessed there was a deeper meaning behind the bruising. Klinssman seemed to disregard his own wellbeing completely

Klinssmanwhat are you thinking? He left the bathroom, seeking a message from Klinssman. He checked all over the room but found nothing. In the minimalist interior, the search didnt last long. Everything was already visible a futon, a desk, and a book on top of the desk. He was able to read the title of the book without getting closer.

[3rd Circle Spell-book]

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