390 I'll tell you the truth (1)

"...what the hell is going on here?"

The sudden appearance of the processorphins

Leave.

And for the first time, I've seen Lee Reese, hiding her true self, and her taste.

to the bareness of

Cha Yeon-ju pointed out her forehead as if she was confused because of the hectic events in such a short time.

"No, it's not tentacles' taste." The rain patted her confused forehead.

"Ack!"

Cha Yeon-ju screamed, grabbing her forehead.

The rainfall ignored her and gazed slowly at the spot where the processorphins disappeared.

I don't know what confidence he had in him.

It was a good thing to say good luck.

"No matter how much the alter ego is, there must be a connection to the body to control it.'

It was like a kind of communication. The rainfall touched the place where the black tentacles melted.

The magma of the processorphins remained as faint as a reverberation.

The mouth of the rain has risen. 'This is enough.

To trace back the location of the processorphins,

It was a cold and overflowing sheep.

Of course, it would be nonsense by general standards.

Proserpin was specialized in non-combat magic, such as Liris, and its preparation for backtracking was complete.

But, 'I can do it.

Rainfall's magi control has already gone far beyond the common sense category.

No matter how thoroughly she was prepared to hide it, she could not avoid backtracking in the situation where she might not have shown up in the first place.

'It's better to be prepared this thoroughly.

Perhaps she wouldn't expect her magi to be traced back. The fact that he could have a one-sided advantage of information meant that he had the right to go first.

**

Do you think of the value of a good fighter in battle, and you think of the falsehood of a processrpin?

It is no better than a helping hand that cannot be converted into a value.

"...is it north?"

The rain squinted its eyes.

The magma that followed from the burning of the proximate pin was facing north of the continent.

It's not that different from Sant'Angelo's. 'Is it dark under the lamp?'

I didn't expect to be located near the angel's home.

The last flow, which had been continuing, was cut off from one boundary.

As if the space itself was cut off, the traces of magi suddenly disappeared.

"Chit"

Is it a fault?

Rain kicked his tongue lightly and took his hand off the floor.

They used a magical trail half the length of the continent, but there was no sign of exhaustion.

'This is a little difficult.’

Ignorance of the internal circumstances protected by fruition was a pain in the neck and neck.

The situation was different when faced with the constellation in Hwangseong.

If they were in a position to enter the enemy's camp, now they're in the middle of it.

I needed some more information. It would be hard to make a surprise attack if it could cut off the space.

It is said that there is the right to go first, but the surprise attack was hard to expect.

"Hmm."

The rain sank into thought with its arms crossed.

It is true that you want to run into limitations and feel thrilled.

Right now, my body was itching to eat the existence called the seat of despair.

'But.

Nevertheless, it is not possible to blindly run into enemy positions without accurate information.

It was a different matter to want to feel the thrill and to act like an idiot.

"I'm going to make a stage where I can fight him as much as I want.'

Anything else is rather a distraction.

'We need bait to figure out how much power they have.’

I needed a kind of scout. It was more difficult than I thought. Too weak to grasp the enemy's strength.

Kim Si-hoon came to mind as a suitable candidate, but I didn't want to use Kim Si-hoon as bait for a scout.

Bernac's Undeed Massacre was hard to write because the number had dropped sharply in the recent attack on the Imperial City. "...is the angel appropriate?"’

It was hard to find more candidates.

After roughly organizing his thoughts, Kangwoo turned around.

I could see Lee Risse, who was sullen again, and Cha Yeon-ju, who was still looking at herself with complicated eyes.

And, "Leader?"

"Oh, yes," Han Seol-ah, who was mumbling something with her head down, suddenly looked up.

She approached Kang Woo with her usual gentle smile.

"What a strange woman. There's no way Kang-woo will be tempted by another woman."

"Well, that's true."

Even more if she's a tentacle monster.

"Hehe. Right?"

Han Seol-ah smiled brightly and hugged Kang Woo's body.

Rain smiled and turned his head to Liris.

"Liris, we got their location."

"Are you tracking the tracks?"

asked Lee Reese with her eyes shining. The rain slowly nodded its head.

"What should I do? Should we turn the intelligence organization over there? Or should I go do the research myself?"

"No, it won't mean anything. We can't look inside because it's pretty strong."

It is such a strong fault that it isolates the space itself.

It was too dangerous to investigate the matter, however liris.

"Then..."

'I'll be right back at Sant'Angelo.' 'Oh.'

A short exclamation came from Lirice's mouth.

She nodded with a deep smile.

They must have grasped the intentions of the rain.

"Yes, then I'll have it delivered to Balok and the kids so they can move at any time."

"Make me a gate to the north of the continent first. They're over there."

"Yes."

Lerice nodded.

The rain briefly fell off Han Seol-ah, who was hugging her. "I'll be right back, man."

**

Han Seol-ah looked nervous for a moment, but soon nodded.

"Yes, Mr. Kangwoo. Promise me instead. This time, you won't go alone to deal with the Saints."

He held hands with a worried look. Rain smiled lightly and nodded.

I didn't intend to move alone from the beginning.

'There won't be only castles in the clique.'

They even summoned the ancient beasts and attacked Santan Zelo.

I don't think he's got any troops.

It didn't make sense in itself.

In order to create a stage with the seat of despair, we needed colleagues to handle other distractions.

"Okay."

The rain nodded and turned away.

He lightly stamped his foot and turned toward Sant'Angelo.

Bang!

The body of the rain was shot at high speed with the sound of a bomb exploding.

"Sigh, ha."

Rough breathing came out of Kim Si-hoon's mouth.

As a heavy stone weighs down, the body is heavy.

He looked up, swallowing the sweet smell that came out of his head was lifted his head.

"Hoot, hoot."

Balok was also breathing heavily in sweat all over his body.

The two were almost exhausted due to the fierce fighting that continued from dawn.

'Shall we stop here?' 'No, not yet."

Balok shook his head and took a step forward.

a reeling

Balock's lost balance staggered.

Kim Si-hoon shook his head slowly as he saw the posting.

"I can't do it anymore. You know that."

...."

Balok shut his mouth tightly.

He flopped down on his seat.

I slowly drew my breath.

I think he'll continue his training after a short break.

"Foot..."

Kim Si-hoon paused to say something to him, and soon closed his mouth.

He turned around, leaving the rest of the registration behind.

I wonder if he's back.'

I heard that he went to a quiet mountain to practice dealing with the divinity. Kim Si-hoon picked up a towel, wiped off his sweat, and gulped down the water.

"Crazy."

The sense of drinking cool water after the training session, which continued from dawn, gave an indescribable thrill.

...... "

But for a while, Kim Si-hoon's expression was dark.

He looked down at his hand.

"When can I catch up with him?"

No, catching up is not the problem, so I wanted to reach the tip of my toes.

I remembered the rain.

A sense of distance came in.

As if trying to reach out and hold the shining sun, it is vain.

"No, it's not.

Kim Si-hoon turned his head around.

Don't harbor weak thoughts. "I'll have to figure out how to relieve your burden."

The weight on his shoulder would have become even heavier after becoming the god of radiance.

Considering that, it is a full agony to be sullen just because it is difficult to catch up with him.

"How much have you done for me so far?’

He saved himself.

Tied by the yoke of hell, he grabbed his hand and pulled it up, which was sinking into a swamp that he could not get out.

I've received so much that it's hard to even count.

'And.'

Kim Si-hoon's entrance has gone up.

I remembered what Kang Woo once said.

Thank you for being my brother.

How, how overwhelming it was.

A short word that erased the terrible trauma that tied him down.

It could be nothing. It may not have much meaning.

But at least, for him, the words were like salvation.

"...let's go see my brother.Kim Si-hoon had a faint smile around his mouth.

Perhaps because I remembered the words, I missed Kang Woo's face very much.

It was then. "You are the vessel of the Emperor."

a sudden voice

Kim quickly turned around, summoning the sex prosecutor.

"What about you?"

a hideous sword across the face

A middle-aged man with a lethargic look, as if his emotions had disappeared.

And

Bam! The man's body is gone.

A sword shining with a dark blue light cut through the air.

"Laugh!"

Kim Si-hoon's body was pushed back.

The Taemu drama quickly caught up with the sword.

"Cherryon's Rebellion."

I don't intend to take long. If you delay, the monster comes here.

I'm going to steal it! Fireworks sprang up.

Kim Si-hoon corrected his collapsed posture and "hit" all the swords of the Taemu drama.

"Ma'am, the Sky Dragon... A sword?"

Kim Si-hoon looked at the play with a shocked look.

The trajectory drawn by a strange man's sword was definitely a martial art.

The Taemu drama opened its eyes wide as if it was surprising to see Kim Si-hoon, who was hit with all his swords. "...no, it's not just a bowl."

The Taemu drama gleamed his eyes as he looked up and down.

It was not just a vessel to capture the spirit of the Emperor.

"10 years... no, maybe in five years."

It is a phenomenal fact.

It took more than a hundred years for even the emperor, who had the talent given by heaven, to gain his prestige.

Even though he taught himself military service.

His body, which had lost its emotion, had a very small desire.

Not as a heavenly dragon, not as a seat of despair,

a desire as a pure warrior

'If only I could raise him.

Maybe

unable to reach, dared not reach

in a remote place

I thought I could reach it.

I cut off the thought. He is no longer a natural dragon.

Death by the power of Mahan Pauli.

It was the seat of despair that caused.

What's important now is to use Kim Si-hoon to hurt the spirit of the monster.

'I tried to cut my throat.

The Taemu drama squinted its eyes.

When I mixed the sword with Kim Si-hoon, I felt a very faint sense of dysentery mixed with his inner ball.

'There's maggie.

Inside him, there was a maggot he felt when he faced the monster.

'...never.'

The eyes of the Taemu drama sank deep.

While he was in agony, Kim Si-hoon held the sword with a nervous expression.

"...oh, shit."

It was a short skirmish in less than a second, but I could tell. 'I can't win.

He is a monster too far away to deal with.

'I have to call my brother.'

There is no one who can face the man in front of his eyes unless it's a rainfall.

Kim reached out to take out the communication device he had in his arms.

'I see,' then, the Taemu drama's mouth opened.

"It's not just a bowl, it's a monster's puppet."

".......?"

I couldn't understand what you meant.

And

"Gasp!"

A quick approach to Taemu-geuk grabbed his neck.

His hand touched Kim Si-hoon's heart.

"What, what..."

Kim Si-hoon looked at the Taemu drama with trembling eyes.

"I'll tell you the truth."

The Taemu drama spoke in a low voice.

And

Kim Si-hoon's eyes opened wide.

We'll be very good colleagues.

You can see a young man smiling broadly.

The familiar, so familiar face. "Oh, alas." The memory I had forgotten, hidden in the darkness, came to mind.