9th Circle Lord

Luther's gaze on the stone is complex.

"Sell this to people? ’

I'm in trouble.

It wasn't even a pretty treatise stone that I found, it was a stone that looked like dirt.

Of course it can't be sold.

Luther recalls the process instructed by the Demon King.

‘It was intentional, but improvised. Definitely not for business. ’

There is certainly a deception that I have implied.

But I don't know that.

What do we do now?

Luther was thinking about doing business because the number of spikes didn't come to mind.

Router's face is full of difficulty recognizing his position while holding the stone.

‘No vacancies. ’

Even a little while ago, I never dreamed of becoming a merchant, so of course I wasn't planning on opening up on the market floor.

But now that I'm in a position to do business, I'm trying to find a place, but I don't have the right place.

They were crooked and lined up, and there was no room for footsteps for those passing by.

Luther doesn't know how many times he's had a headache during the day.

‘Next time, we'll have to find out the truth by force. ’

Unlike his pragmatic and planned way of thinking, the Demon King was improvised and stunned.

The place that Heman Luther had set up was a narrow alleyway, grumbling about the Devil's irresponsible way of mapping.

It was shady and inconspicuous.

But what to do.

I was forced to do what I was told because I was in a bad position.

I opened my seat and took off my cape and laid it on the floor. I counted fifteen stones.

Luther sits with her arms on her cloak like a tablecloth.

His gaze on the stone is extremely complex.

‘What the hell is the reason for this? ’

Trying to figure out my intentions didn't come to mind.

As I pondered what the handiwork might be, the popularity of Luther appeared before me.

After raising his head, two children dressed in dirty vines stared at him.

Is it a guest?

Unlike Luther's expectations, the children's business was elsewhere.

A boy pointed to Luther's seat.

“Mister, there we are. ”

I had an owner on my side.

Luther stares at the two without saying a word.

“Hihik!”

The girl who was hiding behind the boy suddenly hiccupped.

Luther's expressionless gaze was terrifying.

The boy trembled, but couldn't back off.

“Get out of my way because I've been working there before. ”

Luther doubted.

Behind a dark alleyway, other merchants set up the stall so that there seemed to be no corner for guests.

Moreover, a young child does business.

Luther looks at a giant bay of stone in the hands of a boy.

Maybe there's something to sell in there.

When he stood up, the girl was surprised.

“It's Mom!”

Though I thought I'd do it, I moved to the other side of the alleyway and sat down again.

The children gave up their position with their eyes open and reassured that they thought they were better than looking at the Luther.

The unfolded bandits contain light wishing accessories.

It was corroded and worn out everywhere, and the two children carefully placed their accessories on top of the giant just like the New Jubilee.

The girl looked at the router sitting on the other side and whispered to the boy.

“Brother, I don't think you're a bad person. ”

“Shh! Be careful because you can hear it. ”

“Yes.”

After two clumsy children, Luther looks at the stone again.

What does the Demon King intend to do?

‘I have no idea. ’

I wish I could get a clue, but I still don't understand.

As time passed, the girl's gaze touched Luther.

“Are you a traveler or a drunk? Why are you sitting there? ”

“Emily. What did I say? You said you shouldn't be interested in weirdos, right? ”

“Don't you think he's a weirdo? ”

“Still suspicious. You've been looking for a rock to pierce. Maybe he's drunken or something. And those people can do strange things, so never pay attention. ”

I heard a girl shrug with a frightened face at the terror of a boy.

Time passed again.

The boy took a deep breath and raised his voice.

“I have beautiful accessories! Come see me!”

The child's cry was buried in the high castle of the fascinating merchants.

The boy became gloomy.

I'm trying to sell old accessories, but this looks bad.

A girl comforted me.

“It's okay. Someone else will buy it soon. ”

“Yeah, it's not the only day. ”

It was sunset and night.

Merchants folded the stall and prepared to leave.

Neither the children nor Luther sold the goods.

There are children who have become gloomy, and the girl's belly growls.

“I'm hungry.”

“Tomorrow, but be patient. If you sell something, I'll buy you something delicious. ”

“Yes.”

The children turned around trying to get back.

Luther was still sitting.

A girl asked Luther.

“You're not going? ”

I've been around all day, so my vigilance is loosened.

Luther didn't answer.

The boy bowed his head.

“Goodbye. ”

Luther glimpses the back of the two returning men.

In the meantime, a drunkard's high room was heard in the back alley, and then a violent quarrel was heard.

The scream for life burst and the smell of blood smelled.

After the work, the gang wanders out of the alley.

“You know exactly what happens when you touch the Jackson family. ”

“Khhhh. I'll never be around here again. This squad belongs to our family. ”

“I feel good, so let's go have another drink. ”

I found a router sitting next to the alleyway where the laughter escaped.

“Huh? What is this guy? ”

“Why are you here alone? ”

“Dude! What are you! ”

Luther didn't even keep up with the crowd.

I've been looking at rocks from the start, and I haven't even noticed how focused I was.

“If this is a question, you have to answer it. Why didn't you say anything? ”

The youth were furious.

I thought it was going to blow right away, but a troubled man drove the group.

“Leave it alone. You look like an addict. Let's just ignore it. ”

“An addict?”

“Well, drugs or gambling. There are guys like that. Things that are always cruel because you're out of your mind. ”

“That's the kind of guy he is. ”

“Huh! I'll spare you because I feel sorry for you. ”

“Don't be offended, let's get drunk. ”

Those who spit on the floor passed by ignoring the router, ignoring how annoying their hands were.

After another time, women appeared on the side of the road.

They were whores who painted blunt fury on their faces and sprayed dark perfume on cheap dresses.

A pale woman who had just taken off the girl suddenly stumbled upon Luther and approached him cautiously.

As she hesitated, she spoke.

“Hey, there. Come on, you want to hang out? ”

Luther never heard of her temptation.

Suddenly the woman coughed.

“Cough! Cough! ”

The woman's condition didn't look good.

When Luther was unresponsive, she returned with a gloomy expression.

I see the back of my head in jeopardy.

But Luther was still looking at the stone without even seeing it.

The next morning.

The day began and people moved. Luther was sitting down as he had always been.

There was no thought in my head that I knew the devil's hidden intentions more than I thought about business.

But no matter how much I think about it,

In the meantime, the girl I saw yesterday appeared.

The child's generosity seemed strange.

The vine was covered with bloodstains, and the girl came running crying.

The child approached Luther.

“Mister! Mister! Help!”

In response to the urgent cries of the child running in the wind, Luther came to the market and opened the first horse door.

“What's going on? ”

“Oops! Bad people hit you! My brother..... My brother is very sick. ”

Luther is conflicted. He's got a body.

“Lead your brother to where he is. ”

Luther followed the girl to the outer slum.

There was a boy in the clay of the shanty village who was going down.

The boy's body was bluishly bored, and by the time he arrived, it was already late when he was born.

The stab wound to the chest was fatal.

The girl was crying without even knowing the boy was dead.

“Ouch! Help me! ”

Luther shakes her head at the girl's plea.

“It's too late. ”

“Yes, yes? ”

“Dead. ”

In his indifferent words, the girl wept with a pale face, embracing the boy more deeply.

“Brother! Brother! ”

The crying child's tears were bitter. Luther blames the appearance of the Demon King, who appeared unpopular while trying to turn his back.

The Demon King was the most fierce face I've ever seen.

He shook a sleepover at Luther.

“Pathetic. I was really disappointed in you. ”

“What does that mean all of a sudden? ”

“Why didn't you do anything? ”

“What do you want me to do? ”

“Hungry children turned their backs and left their evil gang behind. I also ignored a dying whore. Why didn't you do anything? ”

Luther hardens his face in the Devil King's Hilnan. It was only then that he realized what he had asked of himself.

Luther asked.

“Was the business irrelevant, and was it about helping others? ”

“Tsk. That's not it. It was good in any form, so it meant moving the mind. The market is a gathering place for all kinds of human soldiers. I tried to shake your heart by observing the people there, mingling and mixing. But you didn't do anything. Compassion, anger, altruism. None of it shined. ”

The Demon King suddenly laid his hands on Luther's chest.

“My heart is closed. Yeah, I can't do anything about it. Listen to the sound of your heart. Only then can we move forward. ”

“Sound of Heart? What's the sound of your mind? ”

“Sometimes you have to learn to live without pursuing a purpose. Enrichment ultimately comes from the heart and is ultimately the truth. ”

The demon king with the tongue instructed.

“Start over from the beginning. I know I can turn back time. ”

Luther looks suspiciously and hardens his face.

He asked.

“Did you know? ”

“He played well with Georges. Now I'm going to feel a little bit of what I want from you. So I look forward to seeing you differently. And remember, we have to sell all the stones. ”

Luther sighs more with his complicated eyes.

“Let's do that. ”

He looked at the girl who was still crying.

“The sound of my heart……. ”

He turned around while muttering.

That's when the Demon King gave him the stone.

Turning back in time, he stood in the middle of the market, holding a stone in broad daylight.

Luther looks at the stone in the palm of his hand.

There was no Demon King.

Luther looks at the stone.

‘The business wasn't meant to be. ’

I knew it, but I didn't think of any intentions at all.

I still didn't understand the Devil King's instructions to move my mind.

‘Is that so important? ’

I've lived well until now, but the Demon King points out that's the problem.

Luther steps forward thinking that the task given by the Demon King is not easy.

Situated at the entrance to the alleyway, the children approached Luther.

‘The sound of my heart.... ’

Once muttered, he showed a change of attitude towards the coming children.