Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

It was natural, but there was a small commotion among the group who returned to the inn in the presence of their first guest. Fortunately, Lancelet, who had returned before the group, noticed the state of the celestial painting and gave out a room.

“Well, I don't think there's a big problem. But should I say that my temperature is too low? If you're a normal person with such a low body temperature, there's something wrong... Mr. Celestial Flower seems to be fine. But your body will continue to weaken. ”

In Lee Seo-yeon's explanation, Yoohyun nodded and looked at the celestial painting lying in bed.

The epilepsy is gone. It's just not happening.

Her body was now like ice. It is not just a metaphorical expression. Maybe it's really colder than ice. That's how her body freezes.

Just lying down, I could clearly feel the temperature in the room dropping to the end of the skin. The tip of Lee Seo-yeon's ear, which was checking the state of celestial paintings because of the temperature, is red.

It was like winter in this room now. I coughed my breath so I could get a white kim.

Do you know why it's so cold in this room because of her?

“By the way... there's a lot we don't know about this world. I hope you get up safely... I'm sure you'll suffer. The blood color is not very good. ”

I shed those words in a sad voice.

“I thought being a priest would cure everything. But reality isn't that easy. So is Mr. Yugyeong, who is now a celestial tale. ”

“Seo-yeon, I don't think you need to feel sorry for yourself. ”

Lee Seo-yeon is growing steadily. Yoohyun was feeling her growth every time.

Didn't you heal them all at once without resting even when your group was subjected to dark magic?

If it had been a low-level priest, it would have been impossible to heal one or two priests with all the stamina and magic.

But she did it. That alone shows how much she has grown.

“.... No. I don't know what will happen later, but if I don't save someone because of my lack of ability, I will suffer. So we have to keep reflecting. ”

She stood up from her place, saying what she had to say before she joined the party.

“I'll go now. If something goes wrong, please call me right away. ”

When Lee Seo-yeon left the room, there were three people left in the room, including Yoohyun.

“I don't trust Lee Seo-yeon, but are you sure you're okay? ”

Lee Seo-yeon disappears, but Lute still asks.

All he had left was a mysterious bottle of celestial tales. As a wizard, her body condition appears to be under study. I've never heard of a body like this.

The Celestial Body was enough to stimulate the Wizard's curiosity.

“According to Yoohyun, the nature of magic is really unusual. If you learn cold magic, you'll be thrilled. ”

Lute looked at the celestial painting with an unknown eye, whether it was admiration or compassion.

Her magic characteristic is certainly close to a dream as a Wizard's talent, but on the contrary, that talent is eating her body. A bloodless face like a corpse.

If you leave her like this, she will lose her life by her magic.

Even if you have talent, if it becomes a life-threatening poison, you can call it talent.

Lute thinks that's a curse, not a gift.

In that regard, Lute recalled what he had previously cared about.

“Yoohyun said there's a way to treat her, is that true? ”

Lute asks with an unbelievable face.

A person's body is incurable.

How is it possible to change what a person has from birth?

However, as he laughed at Lute's face, Yoohyun nodded.

Yoohyun's subsequent story was unexpected for Lute.

“Remember the Colonel in Webble's forge? The one sealed by a sword. ”

“Sure, that's why. Oh, no way. ”

Lute, who comes to mind as he speaks, opens his eyes and is amazed.

Then I was drowned in a deep thought with a serious face and nodded.

Likewise, Lute opened his mouth admiring the answer.

“You intend to make a contract with the President. Maybe there's an answer if that's for sure. ”

But at the same time as finding the answer, Lute was a little questioned.

It means Yoohyun called because the celestial painting came to us. But I don't know how.

“Certainly, Yoohyun said he would find the Colonel's contractor before. But you did find someone like this. How did you do that? ”

I asked seriously, but Yoohyun's reaction was as light as if he had been asked something that wasn't algebraic.

“It's a coincidence. I don't know about you, but this woman is famous. ”

“... Hmm. Right?”

Still with suspicious eyes, Lute nods as if convincing.

“She'll take the offer even to live. ”

“I hope so. ”

“Probably, I'll take it. ”

It is a matter of his own life, and there is no denying the offer.

Since then, Yoohyun has been out of the Celestial Chamber after having some chatter with Lute.

*

It was night.

The inn was locked in silence, and everyone fell asleep.

Until that morning, there was a small movement in the hallway that should have been locked in the darkness.

Movement of people.

His steps, without sound like ghosts, stopped in front of the room as he wandered through the hallway.

I don't know if it was a coincidence that the steps in that room stopped or were deliberate.

His hands slowly climbed up towards the door of the room.

Despite the small noise that the door opens, the man in the room slowly opens his eyes.

*

I was having a nightmare.

Process for restoring lost memories.

I would have always been sleeping in a nightmare.

Yoohyun suddenly opened his eyes to the sound of his visit as he walked away.

I think I was having a bad dream. But more than the content of those dreams.

Yoohyun slowly turns his head toward the sound room door.

I must have just heard the door open.

“ ”

Then there is a careless smile on something I find.

At first I thought it was a ghost. I didn't have that much faith.

But the opponent was not a ghost. Surely he is a living human being.

What makes you think you're here in the middle of the night? It's more than a pleasure.

In the first place, it's not like a woman comes to a man's night at a time like this.

Stop thinking useless.

Yoohyun asked in a low voice.

“What are you thinking? ”

“ ”

The opponent has no answer. Only after speaking, did Yoohyun notice his mistake.

There is no way the opponent will answer. It's not because the opponent is an assassin who came to kill Yoohyun in secret.

I couldn't speak. If she knows aphasia, there is no way she can answer it.

Yoohyun frowns at her as she looks at her face.

Unbelievable.

“.. it's not my spirit. ”

She wasn't maintaining proper consciousness.

The eyes that are invigorated by the long bottles that have been summoned are still empty after the first impression.

But if anything else, her eyes are sparkling to live.

The creepy eyes made of void and life mixed together are not human.

It's just like seeing the eyes of a dead body really.

Yoohyun remembered seeing her approaching without an answer or a sound.

The myriad rumors that followed behind her.

I killed a man. Is that what this is about?

She came straight up to the bed and stood on Yoohyun's body, and she slowly began to reach out.

If it was between lovers, it would have been quite attractive. But there was no such romance at all.

A shabby arm. A fragile hand reaches towards Yoohyun's neck, wondering if something can be killed properly. Yoohyun didn't resist. I wanted to see what she wanted to do to the end.

Like a corpse, no colder hands than a corpse began to strangle Yoohyun.

“ ”

The strength to tighten Yoohyun's neck is only fragile, but her fingers are gradually digging through Yoohyun's throat. If I stay like this, Yoohyun will suffocate.

But Yoohyun stared calmly at her.

With her neck tightened, Yoohyun recalls what she wrote just before she fainted.

It said:

I have the power of photoexplosion. Still, can you accept me as a colleague?

.. Really. I can't be a troubled woman in many ways.

Yoohyun twisted her lips, shook her hand, and pushed her body away, as if it were hard to bear a feeding smile. The celestialization of Yoohyun's power rises to the bottom of the roof and expands inward.

The vibrations are very strong on the ground and touching the toes.

It was quite a violent means for a pathetic woman, but the opponent is not sane anyway.

Pushing her away, Yoohyun throws a dagger at her that she left near her bed.

The dagger, bouncing back to the ground, stops right under her feet.

I'm a little curious if she's in a position to understand what she's saying.

“I'll play all I can until I'm sane. So if you can kill him, kill him. ”

Yoohyun seduced her.