Chapter 23: Not S-Class?
[Class Upgrade: (F) > (S+)]
[New Class Type: Healer > Enchanter]
[All your skills will be related to your class type.]
[To view your new skills, please open the information panel.]
[You are currently not using any skills.]
As soon as Cheon Areum’s body vanished from sight, the abyss-like crack pulsed violently—and from its depths, a storm of black butterflies erupted. Thousands of them burst forth in a chaotic spiral, their wings shimmering with eerie iridescence that reflected no light. The fluttering swarm surged upward, filling the air with a haunting rustle as they climbed the staircase in a thick, twisting column.
Within moments, the entire staircase leading up to the ringleader’s ornate throne was cloaked in them. The butterflies covered every inch of stone, writhing and shifting as if alive with a single, hive-minded purpose. The ringleader, seated high upon the throne under the spotlight, leaned forward ever so slightly—his smile faltering for the first time.
The butterflies swarmed around the throne, a living veil of black wings that blotted out the world in their wake. They spun and twisted violently, obscuring the ringleader entirely in a cocoon of darkness. Then—like the stilling of a storm—they suddenly froze midair, folding inward in unison.
When the darkness dissolved, Cheon Areum appeared gracefully on the ringleader’s lap, knees folded beneath him. He tilted his head slightly, a serene yet creepy smile tugging on his lips as he met the ringleader’s wide, unblinking eyes. Gently, Cheon Areum reached up and caressed the ringleader’s cheek—his touch tender but chilling, like frost against fevered skin.
"You didn’t expect that, did you?" he whispered, voice sweet and laced with venom.
"Cheon Areum! Behind you!"