Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

“Seeing your face, you must have experienced the power of the Mage yourself. ”

A man who takes Yoohyun boldly without much surprise said when he saw him.

Yoohyun smiles as he looks up at the sword.

“I've fought with that sword a few times. But what exactly does it mean to be tasteful? ”

The greed is that the Mage swallows up the opponent. I know what it feels like roughly. Even when dealing with the Beast, even when dealing with the Guild Leader, you ate the Black opponent.

The man smiled and looked at the magic sword in his hand.

There was a loving look in the eyes of the man staring at the magic sword.

Emotions that don't suit the man in front of you at all.

What are you talking about, I think.

It was pretty harsh coming out of a man's mouth.

“This son of a bitch doesn't swallow anything. He never exerted his own power unless he was the one with his taste buds. No matter how critical the owner is. ”

Yoohyun, who was thinking about the man's words for a while, opened his mouth carefully.

“Does that mean the Mage is using his power to cover his opponent? ”

The man nodded.

“Like I said, his ability is a greed. I can swallow all my strength. Magical power, curses, blessings. Even the masters' skills. There's nothing this guy can't eat. I've never tried, but I might be able to swallow spirits. ”

“Swallows all power...”

... a tremendous ability. I didn't have to reveal it, but I admired Yoohyun.

It can be swallowed with all its power, and it contained an infinite possibility.

Yoohyun felt his heart pounding. But the next man's attitude immediately cooled down.

“Why don't you think it's amazing to say this? ”

A man smiles offensively. It's like breaking a dream.

“But that's not the case. This sword is really hard to taste. When you want, this one will simply serve as a solid sword. This sword uses the power of covetousness only when the opponent feels delicious. Expect an important moment and you will regret it."

I wonder if he remembered something he hated while talking.

Hmph, the hand of the man holding the sword was too strong.

The Mage cries. Like screaming that it hurts.

Seeing him, Yoohyun shed an awkward smile. I knew it. The sword here was real, not fake, made by a man. I don't know what the hell I did.

Whoo-hoo!

Are you asking me to spare your life? The crying is quite painful.

Yoohyun could feel the Mage screaming at him.

But now I ignore it. The explanation of the man was a priority.

“Nevertheless, if you want to use his power, you must use coercive means to command the Mage. Otherwise, he won't use his powers no matter how much you ask. ”

“Compulsory means? ”

“Let me show you an example. You better keep your eyes open. ”

It was the moment when a man twisted his lips as if he was going to show me something good.

Whoo-hoo!

At the same time, Yoohyun opened his eyes.

“... Argh! ”

Yoohyun stepped back and stopped the magical wind that was coming into his face with his hands.

Yoohyun barely looked at what was happening in front of his eyes.

A tremendous sword was being implemented through a magic sword. Several times, the compression of the error is repeated and there is an unacceptably intense glow. Yoohyun looks at it and has a stubborn face.

Yoohyun thinks it's impossible. There's no way that's possible.

But what the hell is the sight in front of you?

Numerous common sense as inspectors are breaking out like glass in front of their eyes.

A shabby smile comes out of me.

“......... ha. ”

It's like seeing a nuclear bomb that will explode right away.

If something like that swings once, the earth might actually collapse.

The atmosphere is shivering because of the sword of the man who is contracting from the sword.

I felt like my whole body would be torn apart by the magical force that flows as a man embodies black magic. The body was already being pushed back. Tickles, toes are swept. Yoohyun clenched his fist.

At that moment, Yoohyun was barely able to stand being pushed back with his coming and strength.

The air is ticking.

Simply a man creates blackness.

What a violent sight this is. Maybe the Mage who's getting it is perfectly fine.

He's not screaming anymore. No sound, no tremor.

Dead. It was time to look at the Magic Sword and even think about it unwittingly.

“Hmm? What, you fainted? ”

A man also reaps magical power without noticing his taste buds when he no longer trembles.

Then the vibrations of the air also abated.

Yoohyun coughs long breaths, feeling the strength of his legs loosening.

He slowly raises his head, barely bearing his body falling forward.

Silhouette is a man's eye. I just asked you if you saw your power well, and you seem to be saying.

I felt like a child with only strength when I saw it like this.

“If you want to deal with his power, don't ask him for it. If you want to make me use force, you have to make me use force. Just like I just did. You can do it, too, right? ”

“... let's try our best. ”

“Ah, you're going to have to try really hard. The more you raise him, the harder it will be to use his power. Being strong means you can endure as much as you can. ”

Yoohyun seemed to know what it felt like.

The more power he absorbs, the higher his value as a sword.

It grows to withstand the blackness of Yoohyun even better.

The blade becomes sharper and harder than before.

But on the contrary, it meant that he was better able to withstand the power of Yoohyun.

As much as the magic sword became stronger, Yoohyun had to use a stronger power than before to control it.

“Well, it's impossible to talk more than this. ”

The man turns his head and confirms his world. Time was already at its limit. I want to tell you something more but I can't do it anymore.

One last thing I thought about saying was, a man looked at Yoohyun.

“He swallows anything. Even your soul. So you better be careful not to get eaten by tools. ”

After all, it was a weapon with a magic sword.

A simple tool to kill something.

But the moment you swing around with that tool,

The last one is an empty doll that is eaten by a Mage and the soul disappears from its root.

A man who waves at the will of a Mage has seen such a man before.

“Time's up. Anyway, I'll give you the strength you promised. ”

Already when his inner world collapsed before his eyes, the man reached out to Yoohyun.

Yoohyun did not refuse to touch the man, but took it gently.

It was already a late evening when I left the temple.

I felt like it had been about two hours, but outside the sanctuary, more time had passed than I thought. The flow inside and outside the sanctuary is distorted somewhere.

Yoohyun, who only came down from the temple stairs, vomited a heavy breath.

“.... I'm tired. ”

I have vertigo.

It feels like your whole body has been drained of blood. I feel nauseous and my body is not feeling well.

Yoohyun walks. The twisting step also looks like a drunk man.

Do you feel this way next time?

‘Is this the second time? ’

And the last time I saw him, it was the same. Even when I first met him, I felt heavy fatigue reaching out to every corner of my body and harassing Yoohyun. Pure physical distress, unlike magical exhaustion.

Since only souls have entered the space where they exist, it may be the aftereffects that follow naturally.

However, the results were as satisfying as the body was tired.

A man's power is useful.

"The usefulness of the power was enormous when it was able to handle the power of light and darkness properly.

The power received this time will also be quite useful.

However, the process of receiving power from the Spirit was still unrealistic.

It's as if your soul touches the opponent.

After all, Yoohyun moved diligently to get back to the inn quickly because his psychiatric body was exhausted. Somehow, I turned it over until evening, but I wasn't feeling broken.

Maybe when you get to the room like this, you'll fall asleep.

There is no one on the street because of the late hours.

I only walk one path in the dark.

It was time to turn around on the corner road to the inn.

""

Yoohyun stopped walking with the feeling of waking up somehow.

Someone is following him.

Yoohyun slowly turned his back, stopping his steps.

It was a clandestine trick, but it was not a move to hide his existence properly.

It's like trying to test an opponent.

What the hell is this? Yoohyun felt like a spider web, suppressing fatigue.

I turn my back, but I can't see the opponent. The streets are still empty.

Yoohyun, who was widening his senses, slowly lifted his head.

Then I was able to clearly see the identity of the guest.

He was looking down here on the roof with the moon behind his back.

An unidentified smile engraved on the opponent's mouth.

Then he hid himself.

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In fact, I'm practicing using the H scene.

But considering the progress of the story, I'm not sure when it will come out.

It seems to overlap with the body, so the character relationship that I wrote without thinking about it is messed up.