126 (8) Poisoning teeth (lower)

"... Yamir, I brought my son-in-law. Huh?

Diga-Sung calls low as he slams the doorboard of the house.

Even in Sung's settlement, that's how it was a house out there.

I don't know the exact location because only the candlestick raised by Diga-Sung relies on his eyes, but considering the journey from the sacrificial hall, it's at the north end, around the west.

It will have become increasingly remote from Donda-Lou's sleeping home that it is on the south side, but the body has yet to recover.

There's power back there in the hands and feet, but the sense of equilibrium is obscure.

Now I'm not even going to be able to run straight.

Plus, Dodd-Sung is holding my collar neck and right arm tight.

It was about to crush my heart when I think of Ai-Fa, but for short notice, it's forbidden.

If I screw up here, I guess we'll have nothing left but a path of ruin.

"Oh... oh yeah... I'm fine, I'll do fine. Come on..."

Diga-Sung is whispering abruptly toward the door that remains closed.

Those eyes eventually looked at us better.

"All right, then I'll meet your son-in-law. Ah... I hope you're adorable at best, kid?

Dressed to be dragged by Dodd-Sung, it stands in front of the doorboard.

You want me and Yamir-Sung to hang out alone?

Then there might be a winning chance there.

Yamil-Sung should have lowered his skinny knife to the waist, too, so let me take it, take it hostage - and engage in some rough stuff that I don't deserve.

While I was cementing such readiness, the doorboard was pulled open by Diga-Sung's hand and thrust by Dodd-Sung, with relentless force.

I roll around the house, behind it, and the doorboard closes.

That moment.

I was about to scream.

"I've been waiting, Asta... I'm sorry I imitated you so rudely..."

Yamil-Sung's voice sounds dim.

But I couldn't even raise my voice while I was stuck on the cold wood floor.

Blood.

The smell of blood fills the house.

The smell almost punctured my nasal cavity under physical pressure.

A smell is a particulate.

By stimulating the mucous membrane of the nasal cavity, atmospheric molecules are perceived as smells.

Such a dense blood odor was just as uncomfortable and disgusting to me as it was already spilling rotten blood in the back of my nose.

The feeling of vomiting comes up under my throat.

"What's going on?... Are you angry because this is what has separated you from your beloved mistress by such means?

The words wedged me to my consciousness, which I was about to lose.

There are no hippos here.

I have to save Ai-Fa.

I'll slowly raise my face.

A bloody leg, in sight.

Bloody hips.

Bloody belly.

Bloody arms.

Bloody chest.

Bloody neck.

Bloody face.

Yamil-Sung, bloody with a thread of unbridled nakedness, stood there.

"Nah..."

A blurred voice leaks through your throat.

"What are you doing, are you...?

"Ugh... what are you doing?... I'm just savoring the grace of the forest...?

Yamil-Sung was laughing across her long, bloody hair.

With a bloody face, he was laughing.

Usually cold black brown eyes shine like wet.

"We need strength. Just Giva's meat. Then there's not enough at all... so this is how you're bathing the power of the woods all over your body...?

"That's Giva's blood...?

Gradually, I'm losing my eye.

There was a fine, but candlestick fire in the room.

Thanks to you - something I don't even want to see, I see it.

The shadow of a black animal, suspended behind Yamil-Sung.

A giant giva wreck, suspended in chains from the beam of the ceiling.

Later today, Mida-Sun must be the giva he hunted.

"Thus did our fathers take the power of the forest into their bodies. So I was able to gain strength as a hunter beyond the vicious Giva as well...?

Pepper, and a creepy sound sounded.

Yamir-Sung has stepped up to me.

Giva's blood is on the floor, too.

Perhaps even Giva's throat was ripped open and her blood bathed from her head.

In darkness, lit by an orange fire, wet her whole body in red and black blood, a naked woman - wary of such a nightmarish scene, she said, "What do you do, you!," I exclaimed.

"Is Gibba's raw food forbidden even by the woods? Then even Giva's blood should be equally dangerous! Giva's blood that doesn't go through the fire is poisonous to humans!?

"It doesn't matter... this is a ritual I need..."

"I've never even heard of such a ritual! Even if such rituals existed a long time ago, they must be dangerous, so they can be forbidden! That stuff should be washed away now!

Yamil-Sung's tranced eyes look at me.

"You tell the Sung family to destroy them? The Sung family needs strength.... So, your power, too...?

Pepe, Pepe, and Yamil-Sung approach.

I trembled all over my body at an emotion that was neither anger nor fear, yet I woke up and was relative to Yamil-Sung.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Why is the Sung family - why is the Sung family the only one like this? The folks by the woods are all so clean and proud to live - how could only the Sung family of the chieftaincy be like this!?

"I'm sure that's because... the Sung family alone has taken on all the poisons...?

In the eyes of Yamil-Sung, who almost seems to be losing his sanity, lies the light of incomprehensibility.

"The more the Sung family falls into darkness, the cleaner and more glorious the people who know nothing can live... that's how the Sung family has protected the people by the woods, I'm sure..."

"I don't know! Why don't you guys, like everyone else, just live in dignity with your chests up!?

"... that's impossible..." and another different light dwells in Yamil-Sung's eyes.

"We can no longer turn back… the Day of Doom is approaching… We can no longer bruise the eyes of our families…"

"Bruise the families?

"Aren't you aware of that already, too?... or were you such a dumb person that you didn't notice it while keeping Sung's kame...?

I was speechless.

Well, then, after all - is it?

Was my imagination misguided?

"Enough is enough... I thought if I were to perish, I'd try to take my last hope... If you were here, the Sung family would be saved. If I could get you to produce that much copper coin a day, the Sung family wouldn't have to perish..."

"No... no, that's crazy! Don't you just normally have to hunt Giva for not relying on me for something! So you can live normally! That's how everyone else lives, so there's no reason you guys can't do it alone!

"... If I were Sung's parent, I might have chosen that path..."

Yamil-Sung's lips hung to the half-moon shape.

But.

The face looked like she was crying.

"But I can't... Zazz, the previous parent, is a foolish man, Zulo, the current parent, is more foolish... Diga, the eldest brother who succeeds the parent, is more foolish... there is no more salvation left in Sung's house..."

"But..."

"Only you can save Sung"

Yamir-Sung is closing in.

The unbearable smell of blood and a smile that distorted me into despair that I couldn't even see froze my mind.

"... be my son-in-law, save Sung...?... If you don't like that, perish with it...?

Bloody fingertips stretch loose.

"I don't like it," I shook my head on the verge of that tip touching my cheek.

"Neither, I don't like it. If you want to be saved, I will help you as a fa person. But you can't be Sung's person."

"... yes..."

Yamil-Sung's fingertips passed past me and were punctuated by doorboards.

"... you will not save us..."

"No, so if you really want to be saved, in a more decent way -"

"Too bad."

Yamir-Sung's hand pulled open the door slab.

At the same time, they grab my collar neck from behind and pull me down to the ground.

"... I'm so sorry..."

The figure of Yamil-Sung is hidden beyond the doorboard.

The last I saw, that bloody face - looked like a little child's crying face.

"I've been waiting for you. Looks like you picked the right path to feed Mundt, doesn't it?

Dodd-Sung's, cracked voice with crazy joy.

I got up quick.

but - let it go, I'll get my hands on the doorboard.

Still a little bit, the leaves of Meremele and the potency of the yaw seem to remain in the body.

"If you chose that path, the Huntress of Fa is also a lottery student. If you're ready, I'll drop you at the bottom of the valley with me."

I glanced stunned.

Instead of Dodd-Sung, it was Tay-Sung, not Digga-Sung.

"... Diga-Sun, where have you been!

Unconsciously, anger erupts.

Dodd-Sung laughed, distorting his mouth.

"You'll be in the middle of having fun by now. What's so good about a woman with the eyes of such a beast?"

"You guys..."

With anger, my vision stains bright red.

My body was about to explode.

"... how far are you sexually rotten...?

Those words spilled out of my mouth at will.

A grin dissipates from Dodd-Sung's face and his hand is stretched to the knife of his hips.

"What, those eyes... you want to be slashed on this spot?

"If you can do it, do it!

I took my hand off the doorboard.

My heart is beating my chest like an early bell.

The blood vessels in my head were about to get smashed out.

So much - I've never thought I hated anyone else before.

If Diga-Sung had really put his hand on I-Fa...

Maybe I'll dye this hand for any sin.

"Get out of my way... get out of my way!

Dodd-Sung lagged behind.

The hand grips the barbarian knife pattern - pulling it out of the leather sheath at once.

That moment.

From beyond the darkness, a black figure popped up.

I don't know what happened.

However, Dodd-Sung rolled over the ground after blowing up all the meters, and Tay-Sung covered the knife with every sheath of leather.

"Stop it. You're the guy, and I can't help you, either, can I?

I miss it in my ears, boy voice.

A shadow smaller than me holds a long stick, relative to Tay-Sung.

"Hopefully, I don't want the dead out. My dad says it's tough."

"Le-lud-lou!?

Even in hindsight, I couldn't have seen it wrong.

A boy with yellowbrown hair shrugs his shoulders a little while with a grigi stick covered.

"I'm sorry, Asta. Until the Sung family made an unmistakable contraindication, they said never to lay a hand on it. Thanks to the blubber who pulled the knife out, he finally came out."

"Why... why is Rudd-Lou here?

"It's my father's orders. Don't go to sleep. Keep an eye on Sung's settlement for the night. If nothing happened like this, I'd be too bored to death."

"Rudd-Lou. Waste of mouth should come later," and yet another new figure advances behind Tay-Sung.

A boy with black and brown hair, as small and sneaky as Rud-Lu - the head of the branch, Sin-Lu.

"Sung's men, don't waste your resistance. You can't leave us alone."

Sin-Lu also covered a long stick.

Probably a grigi stick. They both have a knife down their hips, but they don't show the bare gesture of pulling it out.

"Nah... what are you doing, Tay-Sung! Kill them all!

And Dodd-Sung crawling to the ground gives a confused whisper.

Tay-Sung glanced at you with a missing eye of emotion.

"Is that an order to be human in the main house, Dodd-Sun?

"Ugh! Kill him!"

Tay-Sung gently placed the candlestick at his feet.

Seeing that hand be put on the sheath of a knife, Rudd-Lou shouts "Hey".

"Don't. You seem unscrupulously strong. I'm not sure I can hold you back without killing you."

"... then kill me"

With a cloudy eye, Tae-Sung puts his razor blade in front of him.

"Huh. Don't let your father get mad at you, this guy."

Snuffed with a voice with no shards of urgency, Rudd-Lou threw away Grigi's stick.

The hand takes the hips.

Um, I bought it in Accommodation Town, it's a crumb.

Hang him on his right arm while keeping him in the leather sheath.

"You fools... I'll feed you all Mundt!

And, Dodd-Sung whispered out loud and began to rush to Rudd-Lou with every sword.

At the same time, Tay-Sung also wields a sword.

Bad - and almost unconsciously, I was stepping out.

With his full strength, he punches a shoulder tackle on Dodd-Sung's back.

If it were a normal man, I'm sure he wouldn't have even loosened up a little.

But Dodd-Sung was intoxicated.

Maybe Rudd-Lou's blow was also causing considerable damage.

Whatever it was, Dod-Sung broke the balance between us and fell to the ground while we were together.

"Damn it!," Dodd-Sun tries to wake herself up.

Well, I grabbed the knife on the back of Dodd-Sung's right hand, and I grabbed it with all my strength.

Dod-Sung kicks me in the stomach with a roar like "Giggle!".

They kicked me right through the stomach, and I fell behind.

"Damn it! I'll kill you! I'll kill you, you exotic bastard!

Hold your right hand wet in blood and Dodd-Sung jumps up.

Behind it stood a black shadow like a mountain.

"What are you doing, you...?

Shivering in anger, a wild voice.

Dodd-Sung looks back stunned.

The face, huge flat hands, was stretched out.

So, that's it.

Dodd-Sung blew up more than twice as far away as he had just been, rolled over the ground at the grass and eventually crashed into the wall of Yamil-Sung's house and stopped.

"Asta! Are you okay!?

The shadow grabs me with agility that doesn't suit a giant.

The candlestick light was also far away, but you can't possibly mistake this characteristic silhouette.

The person who has lightly caused my body and hastily flashed his face about to cry - whoever it is, Dan-Rutim, was that person.

"Dan-Rutim...... how did you get all the way up here...?

As he held his groaning, painful belly, squeezing all that voice, Dan-Rutim lowered his face as relieved.

"That's our dialogue. Wow! Don't worry too much, it's Asta! What the hell are you doing here, you?

"No... more than that, the Rudd-Lou's..."

"Yeah?" said Dan-Rutim, circling his gaze, now ending up in the shape of an angry demon god.

"Have you got another big fool! Son of a bitch, if you're going to put a knife on Lew's family, I'll take care of you!

How arduous a struggle was waged in this meagre amount of time. Rud-Luu and Tay-Sung were bleeding from their heads together, and Sin-Luu, who had been snapped a stick of grigi, was kneeling on the ground even around his chest.

"... Rutim's parents. I didn't ask you to kill me."

and Tay-Sung lowers the knife of that hand.

And those rotten fish-like eyes looked apathetically at Rudd-Lou.

"But you stay away from me. If we get close, we have to kill him."

"What is it, then? I don't know. He's an old man."

Rudd-Lou backs off just a little while muddling the blood dripping down to his face.

"Dan-Rutim! Then you do something about it! Keep it up. Then I'll be the wingman to pull the knife out too!

"Hmm?," he said, raising a strange voice, while Dan-Rutim tried to strain me and approached Rudd-Roo first.

That's how I entrust my figure to Rudd-Lou, and then I stand in front of Tay-Sung.

"What the hell are you talking about? If you're willing to put the knife away, put it away."

"I cannot exchange it of my own free will. I am ordered to defeat these two young men."

"Well," Dan-Rutim said, kicking Tay-Sung's belly.

Tay-Sung removes the knife and collapses silently to the ground.

"You really don't know why. Are there any decent people in the Sung family?

I grabbed Rudd-Lou with Dan-Loutim on my ass crushing.

"Rudd-Lou! What about i-fa?!? Is there someone else following me, even on the i-fa!?

"Huh? No, it's just me and Sin-Lu I've been watching. You couldn't get around to Ai-Fa."

"Oh no! Why not!

"Because you said Asta was more dangerous. I can't get a knife out of this one, so it's tough to deal with both of us alone."

and Rudd-Lou makes his mouth a letter to dissatisfied.

"Right. Sorry. Thanks for the help.... Now, help me find Ai-Fa!

There, Dan-Rutim cracked.

"What are you fussing about? What's wrong with i-fa?

"I-Fa has been taken away by Diga-Sun's house! If we don't find it soon, the one from Ai-Fa..."

My chest is more painful than my kicked belly.

I'm so tired, I think I'm gonna stop breathing.

Rud-Lew peeks at my face like that from across the side.

"If it was I-Fa, you'd be fine, wouldn't you? Looks like he was doing something, but he's the eldest brother of the Sung family."

"No, the Sung family burned some strange vanilla and put everyone in the sacrifice hall to sleep. While it's still working, it's dangerous!

I don't even have time to explain this.

But Rudd-Lou still looked like he was about to fall for it.

"Oh, if I thought you were pulling over with some kind of candlestick, was that what happened?... but this is how Asta and Dan-Rutim pimp? Then I'll be all right with Ey-Fa."

"Hmm. But I rushed out of the sacrifice hall because I smelled strange in my sleep. That's when I was supposed to crush a bunch of people, but nobody was going to wake up."

Did Dan-Rutim also escape difficulty by his acute sense of smell?

That was just as lucky - but now, anyway, it's I-Fa.

"Help me! I'm definitely supposed to be somewhere in this settlement!

"Mm-hmm. Then smash the door of the house from one end..."

And so Dan-Rutim's eyes glistened.

"Who's there!

In the distance, "Hiya," a fine voice lifts up.

"Wait! Let him go!"

Dan-Rutim disappeared.

In the opposite direction of Yamil-Sung's house, he said, "Nooo!" and is starting to run.

Unteachable, fast feet. It's a giant that weighs a hundred kilos, but it's a beautiful form, like a top notch sprinter.

Its dependable and humorous appearance disappeared across the darkness, eventually, "Uh-huh!" The scream sounded.

"Let go, yo! Atashi didn't do anything to you, yo! Something's going on, so I just came by to see how it went sa!

Pippy and tall, hysterical girl voice.

Sung, this is Zwei-Sung, the youngest sister of the main house.

A small little figure of it appears held beside Dan-Lutim.

"Zwei-Sung! Where is Diga-Sung's house!?

Zwei-Sung has been grumpy at me.

Then, I can circle my gaze at Dodd-Sung, who doesn't even move, and Tay-Sung, who is apathetic.

"I'm not sure what it is... but maybe the Sung family can't do it anymore, sir"

"Hey, Zwei-Sung -!"

"Don't look at me like that, yo. Because Atashi is really irrelevant," Zwei-Sung stuck his lower lip out.

"Diga's house is next door, opposite the main house, yo"

"All right! Let's go, Asta!

Dan-Rutim runs away while holding Zwei-Sung.

I picked up the candlestick at my feet, and then I went after it with all my might.

"Sin-Lu! You tie these guys up! And don't let the women in that house get away with it, okay?," Rudd-Lou also comes side-by-side.

"It's okay, Asta. I'm a hunter. I forgot how proud I am to be a hunter, but I can't be late for the Sung family."

How happy I would have been if I could have believed Rudd-Lou's words from my head calling me that way.

(Ai-Fa...... please, stay safe......!

I think it's probably the first time in my life that I've had such a deep peek into the abyss of despair.

Even when I jumped into the fireworks in the world I was in, I didn't think I would have felt this way.

My heart hurts.

My knee is about to smash.

Ey-fa.

I don't care if it's God or the devil or whatever, just protect Ey-fa and do it.

A lifetime favor.

I don't know what happened to my life.

Without I-Fa, I can't.

I can't stand the fact that I-Fa fits such a terrible eye.

"... it's that house yo"

An irreplaceable wooden house rises in the darkness at night.

Dan-Rutim, who was running the lead, kicked the doorboard in the momentum as it stood.

It sounds so dull, the doorboard shakes.

"Hmm! You're sturdy!

Dan-Rutim abandoned Zwei-Sung's body and shook his leg up again.

With that blow, the doorboards bounce and fly.

"Ai-Fa!

I slipped through Dan-Rutim's giant, and I stepped indoors.

It is the Great Hall.

No one.

It's just - one of the doors set on the wall behind it was only half open, bringing just a tiny bit of light.

"Hey! Don't jump into the murmur!

I ran through the hall listening to Rudd-Lou's voice on my back.

Pull open the doorboard and step in.

And fall.

"Whew!"

There was something lying in the entrance to the room.

Stumble at him and fall to the floor.

The candlestick I had in my hand also fell on the floor and scorched when I busted the fur cloth.

"... ai-fa!

Ai-Fa was there.

Tie your arms and feet together.

Round your body like a fetus.

on bedding spread out in the back of the room.

Ai-Fa was lying there without power.

"Ai-Fa......"

Try to reach for that shoulder.

Really - a hand tied with leather strings grabbed my chest in tremendous momentum.

In the blue eyes, a flame of fierceness explodes - quickly sedating.

"Asta... Are you all right..."

"Whew!"

I fall over Ai-Fa when I'm drawn to my chest.

And they rubbed their slippery cheeks against their cheeks.

"I was worried... safe and above all..."

"That's our dialogue..."

I'm all spirited, I'm supposed to breathe relief.

I was saved.

I didn't have to lose Ai-Fa.

I didn't have to hate the fate of this world.

I didn't have to curse my own nagging.

I didn't have to lose people's minds.

While I sent my thanks to all of the divine Buddha in this world, I embraced the body of Ai-Fa.

"See, you were all right, right?," and Rudd-Lou's good voice approaches.

"This is the eldest brother of the Sung family, right? Feeling good, fainting. Ah."

I turned my gaze to you as I lifted Ai-Fa's body over her bedding.

It was Diga-Sung's body that stumbled on me.

The elder brother of the unforgivable Sung family was flipping in big letters at the entrance to the room.

"That was done by I-Fa, wasn't it? You used to be able to repel him with your hands and feet tied, didn't you?

"... no matter how incapacitated you are, what makes you lag behind the Sung family... I put my elbow in my face and kicked him down like that..."

And now I'm stuck around my forehead on my cheek, crushing with a voice that's still half sane.

When reason came back to me that I was just a little embarrassed - that nose had a sweet smell that was very familiar to smell.

It smells like fruit liquor, this.

And the scent was clearly drifting from the eye-fa.

"Hey, Ai-Fa, don't move, okay?," Rudd-Lou pulled out a knife on his hips to dimension the restraints on the hands and feet of Ai-Fa.

Really, the freed Ey-Fa arm sticks around my neck.

"Good... I'm so glad you're safe, Asta..."

"Ugh, yeah, I'm really glad.... Ai-Fa, you, you okay? Sounds like you're still a little sleepy, huh?

Rudd-Lou and Dan-Lutim, who stood around the entrance, are watching us with a very strange face.

Without even noticing that gaze, Ai-Fa finally took her head off my face and said, "What?" and tilted his neck.

Its eyes are as dull as Vina-Lou's.

The pink lips, slightly stretched, are slightly colorful.

And - I felt like those cheeks were just a little red.

"... you, maybe even drunk?

"Hmmm?... Speaking of which, don't feel like you got something pouring in your mouth while you were asleep... so I woke up..."

"I see. So I beat Diga-Sung to death."

I'm sure I even let him drink with cautious liquor because I = fa stayed asleep.

"No..." I shook my head sideways when I thought it was the end of the line that that foolish man deserved to be beaten up to give it away - etc.

"... the eldest brother of the Sung family came more later... while he was drinking something, waking up and wondering why he had his hands and feet tied up in a place like this... and the sniper came"

And I, Fa, once again, glued to my head.

"Anyway, I'm glad you're okay... I told you never to leave me, but it's Asta...?

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Anyway, thank God you're safe."

While I let the unusual Eye-Fa skinship follow my heart - I looked around quickly.

Indeed, the earthen bottles of fruit liquor and so forth have not rolled anywhere.

A third party, not Diga-Sung, saved Ai-Fa's life.

(Maybe Camua-Josh?

First of all, I thought of that dumb man's face.

But - just a little, it doesn't stick.

Would that man do such a half-way imitation?

If you're going to help me, help me, I think you're going to untie my hands and feet. Fortunately, Ai-Fa's hand was tied up on the front side, so he seemed to be able to repel the good. I don't even seem to have seen Ai-Fa awake, and if he's as lucky as this to help, why don't we just give bystanders a thorough...?

(Well then... maybe...)

Tay-Sung - is that it?

It should have been Tay-Sung who tied Ai-Fa up.

It was Tay-Sung who dared restrain Ai-Fa's hand on the front side of the freedom.

Those impassioned eyed men who put down their swords lightly in front of Dan-Rutim, saying they couldn't resist the people in the main house, etc. -

Was he the one who left me hope for Ai-Fa?

"... well. So it's time to go, Asta?

And Dan-Rutim called me that way, grinding my brown chin mustache.

"Are you leaving?... Where?

"Of course, under Donda-Lou. … and after that, under our chief."

Dan-Rutim laughs with a lot of fun.

"It took me only one night to break all these contraindications. No matter how the chief bows his head, he can't write off the sins of these indecent people. Maybe today is the last day of the Sung family."

"... it might be so"

The Sung family was defeated by the great beatings they tried in the leeward formation.

It's just - how did you end up setting up such a stupid beating, more so on a day like this?

Until you were so impotent, why did you try to take me and Ai-Fa to the Sung family?

Why did you dye your hands at such a reckless plot that you would be broke with just a little bit of a corn?

Whose will is this?

Is that Zulo-Sung's order?

Is that the Diga-Sung guys' rampage?

There are too many things I don't know.

But - anyway, I just had to get settled.

"... let's go," I tried to get up.

But Ai-Fa won't let me go.

"Hey, Ai-Fa, let's go? Can you walk on your own feet?

"Hmm?... no, don't leave me"

And that supple arm cuddles my body all the time.

"No, I'm not leaving. Let's get the Sung family on the loose, shall we?

"Hmmm...?," Ai-Fa rubs his cheeks against his cheeks again.

Rudd-Lou and Dan-Lutim had their eyes rounded properly.

"No, you know, it's not. Maybe they even drink fruit liquor to give you a smell of funny vanilla smoke, and you're just getting a little drunk, right?

I made a hasty statement, but I didn't change the look on your faces.

And Dan-Lutim looks back at Rudd-Lou.

"... Rudd-Lou, I have one suggestion to make"

"Hmm? What, all of a sudden?

"Fa's house is not the family of Lou, but he is a friend of Rutim's. When Asta and Ai-Fa have their wedding feast, can't they lend Luu's Square and celebrate with Luu's family?

"Uh, it's nothing, is it? If only we could get the ones we want to celebrate."

"No, so, no!

There are no shards of persuasion. But as far as I'm concerned, I had to turn around like that.

Blurring, I blur.

I was wondering if this would really settle everything.

Everything was too abrupt.

Will all these prepared schemes and suggestions be ruined, the path of mutual understanding be cut off, and the Sung family perish on its own?

In my head, a few words wrapped around the vortex that made it sound ominous.

(... If you don't like that, perish with it...?), and Yamil-Sun said.

(... then kill me), Tay-Sung said.

Maybe...

Isn't it some humans inside the Sung family who want the Sung family's doom the strongest?