At Su-ho’s demand, Grid’s eyes narrowed.
Then he stared at Su-ho for a while before opening his mouth.
“Take it as a compliment?”
“I did take it exactly as I heard it. So, can you or can’t you?”
“How’d it go?”
“Yeah?”
At the words that authorization had been granted, the corners of Su-ho’s mouth lifted.
Of course.
As long as you match the conditions it set, the system will permit anything within those bounds.
When Su-ho smiled, Grid clucked his tongue as if fed up.
“Was that a question? Then is that perhaps a trade?”
“Suit yourself. So, what’s the method?”
“Ilwol Jiche?”
At the words Ilwol Jiche, Su-ho began rifling through the Library of Memory.
But even after searching the entire Library of Memory, Ilwol Jiche was a term he was hearing for the first time.
“First I’ve heard of it. What is it?”
“Aha?”
So that’s why it’s Ilwol Jiche, huh?
A constitution where both the power of the sun and the moon coexist, of all things.
Hearing that, the corners of Su-ho’s mouth couldn’t help but rise.
Ilwol Jiche was, to anyone’s eyes, the perfect answer Su-ho was seeking.
“Plenty. Then how can one obtain Ilwol Jiche?”

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