9th Circle Lord

Luther's work is on fire.

When I returned from the disappearance of space, there were more babies.

It was Chiara and her group that got busy thanks to her. Babies with distinct personalities needed attention.

When I looked after the babies, one day passed.

The group thought that he was not going to babysit for the rest of his life, but he was also for a while.

Babies did not grow as rapidly as Chiara, but much faster than human babies.

Being an adult in infancy was different from race to race, but a month was enough.

Over time, each race became characteristic.

Once renal differences were evident.

Goblins grow between 1 and 50 centimetres long, but trolls grow up to 70 centimetres long.

The ogre is less big, and the oak is a little over two meters tall.

The body characteristics were different, as were the kidneys.

Ogres are strong and Trolls are resilient. Orcs are passionate, goblins have good heads.

One day, the growing xenophobia grew. And they began to think about their own existence.

Luther hoped to give free will to the Gentiles and enjoy the joys of life, but that was his wish everywhere.

Free will is your own choice.

And these were Luther's.

There was always a router at the point of arrival of the question mark in front of them.

And the idea was being expressed one by one.

It was one day.

Grown xenophobians gathered themselves together, even though no one had ordered them.

As they matured, they expressed their will and expressed their emotions.

Among them, who sat round like a circle, stood Chiara.

It was the same ogre clan, but she was relatively small.

There was a reason.

Chiara was different from them at birth. Her power was stronger in spirit than in flesh.

So she had deep thoughts and had been the leader of the xenophobia from a certain moment on.

Parfa looks down at her.

The gaze was very complicated.

“Chiara. What should we do next? ”

No one gave them orders. It has only grown, and it has come to this.

So I was free, but by now I was confused with a mature man.

What to do in the future

Life has a purpose since birth. They were born by Luther, but were not given any mission. So it was complicated and I wanted answers.

Luther didn't answer easily. The question of life is to find it for yourself.

So I only gave consistent answers to live the life I wanted. The xenophobics were not satisfied with the answer. So I found Chiara.

Chiara's sense of purpose was evident.

What I wanted to do was clear, so I didn't shake.

The xenophobic wanted to lead a life like Chiara.

So I got her answer.

Chiara said with everyone's gaze.

“I will protect Luther. ”

Escal refuted.

“Luther is strong. ”

“Yes, but there are stronger beings. ”

I thought it was time to tell the story of Chia who was adamant.

You must tell them about the world and the truth you saw in her eyes, not Luther's eyes.

“We used to be monsters. ”

Chiara started talking.

Everyone listened to her.

Dolken's gaze on the xenophobia gathered in the center of the cavity is complex.

“Don't you think it fits in separately over time? ”

It wasn't like water and oil.

The foreigners did not forget the care of Dolken et al. and treated him kindly.

But I've never had a true conversation. Somehow, it felt like the outside was cold.

Kane knew what Dolken felt like, but thought it was a natural phenomenon.

They are human beings and they are heterogeneous. I thought differently, so I couldn't mix them up, even if I could get along.

Elena didn't mind much either.

Just curious lately.

“Don't you see Luther well these days? Where do you keep going? ”

“No matter what he does, how dare we assume? I don't know why, Hans. ”

“I do, but I'm curious. ”

“If you have time, let's be a little stronger. That way, you can take whatever you want. ”

Elena nodded without even knowing if she was right.

Her look at Dolken is strange.

“Dolken. You're all grown up with that in mind. ”

“Isn't that obvious? You should be more nervous. Look at the heterosexuals who are gathered now. I don't know right now, but considering your physical condition or your talent, one day you'll be ahead of us. I know how to think, and I'm good at talking. They have endless possibilities. If that's the case, what could we do better than them? And if it goes as I say, do you really think Luther will take us? ”

Elena's expression hardened in Dolken's gorge, looking forward to the distant future.

Then I did.

The xenophobia was ahead of the body and could continue to improve.

From Luther's point of view, I almost saw who else I needed.

Kane nods.

“If you stay awake, you'll be overtaken. ”

“So if you have time to carry your curiosity, swing the sword one more time. At least you should be a master, so you won't be ashamed of Luther. ”

Elena was serious, but Zach was positive.

Convenient training is poison.

At least there must be a competitive opponent to be a sure motivator.

They truly followed the Luther and wanted to be reborn as necessary.

But as the foreigners rose above the surface, they began to become conscious.

Competitive consciousness not to lag behind will soon lead to enthusiasm and help promote training.

The story was long based on experience. Monsters, power, and the way humans see themselves.

Everyone's eyes were shaken.

But he didn't go long either.

because Chiara specifically defined them.

“We're not monsters. Unlike them, Luther did. We are called a new race. ”

The foreigners nod.

After all, it was simple.

They are one creature.

It's enough to do what you want to do and enjoy your life.

However, it was stuck to one challenge.

“So what do we do? ”

“You can do anything and you can choose. And I chose. ”

Chiara said as she pledged.

“I will live for Luther. But this is the life I want everywhere. Make sure you choose the life you want. ”

Live for Luther.

The gaze of the foreigners was shaken.

The Trolls. Raziel opens his mouth carefully.

“Me, too, I want to live for Luther. I want Luther's love. ”

Laziel longs deeply for Luther. I wanted his attention and love and could do anything for him.

Starting with Laziel, the heterosexuals said a word in a bi-directional way.

“I want to live for Luther, too. ”

“Me, too.”

“I'll do it like Chiara. ”

A light came in the dark mist.

The foreigners realized what their hearts were doing.

Free themselves from monsters and live for the Luther who gave them freedom.

When the purpose became clear, everyone shouted out what they wanted.

“I want to plant seeds. Growing crops makes food. If I grow a crop, Luther will love it. ”

“I want to have a weapon like Chiara. If you're strong, you can help Luther. ”

“I want to build a house. Dolken said," It's nice to have a cozy house. "If I build a house, Luther will be able to live there. ”

I started taking out what everyone meant.

Chiara looks around the heterosexuals.

As they continued to close their eyes, they stopped talking and looked at Chiara.

Chiara, who looked around them, said with a solemn expression.

“For Luther. ”

The xenophobians followed.

“For Luther. ”

“Everything is for Luther. ”

“It is done at the will of Luther. ”

The free will unites.

The solemn oath of their own choosing will become a belief and lead them.

It was a moment when growing xenophobics clearly realized what they had to do in the future.

Shoot him!

The foam of the sea rises and retreats over the beach.

Luther looked at the shape.

The whole Dead Sea was like a monster. It looks like it was damaged by a contaminated magical force.

But I'm guessing everywhere.

Despite history, the Dead Sea has never revealed the truth.

Nothing is as well known as beyond the desert.

"When you enter the Dead Sea, you die insane. ’

Numerous adventurers dream of the desert, but the Dead Sea doesn't pay much.

The desert was clear of obstacles.

A Wyvern blocking the entrance and a monstrous monster sleeping in the desert.

There are powerful monsters, so there is hope that one day you can defeat them and head beyond the desert.

But the Dead Sea was different.

The Dead Sea was death.

As soon as you enter the realm, the fog appears and reaches death.

No one knew the obvious cause, so I dare not study it.

Luther was very interested in the Dead Sea.

But even if you ask me to proceed with my research right away, it's a dangerous place to die.

However, a signal began to come from such a dangerous Dead Sea.

Luther was empowered.

His gaze was directed to the Dead Sea, where the realm of exploration expanded as power grew.

In the search for expressed power, Luther looked to the Dead Sea.

Luther's gaze sank.

‘I'm moving, too. ’

It was as black as darkness in the direction of the Dead Sea, and a huge marble was approaching very slowly.

It moves slowly but steadily.

And the direction is exactly sulfuric acid.

What the hell are you? ’

Wyvern's soul only had a human head. However, the black figure that was coming seemed like a big eating cloud.

They're big, but they don't even know who they are.

There, the place of departure was the Dead Sea. It was also why Luther frequently looked at the Dead Sea recently.

There was nothing when I first observed it, but let's grab the place.

Luther didn't like that black soul.

‘I don't know what it is, but it's not a good thing. ’

The Dead Sea symbolizes death.

Moreover, it is incomparable with Wyvern, and it is dark and savory.

First, Luther measures the distance.

‘It's not far. ’

Of course, it was under the assumption that it would come slowly in that way.

The worst will come at a terrible rate, but it is not generous yet.

‘I have to speed things up. ’

I felt like I had to increase my authority even too much. That way you can take a little step in the Nine Circles and prepare better than you are now.

Luther's eyes were chilled by the approach of a giant creature, such as a feeding cloud.

‘Come see me when you come. Whatever happens, don't take it lightly. ’

It is clear that it is an unbearable enemy.

Now that I'm from the Dead Sea, I may not have encountered it before. But Luther will never retreat.

Sulphuric acid is his home now. So I had no intention of running away begging.