Are you the Devil of the Labyrinth

After breaking up with Eris, Yoohyun thought about how to find the group. However, no matter how much I thought about it, I decided to look around.

Fortunately, the group came to visit Yoohyun on their own. I noticed that I was more worried because I was late than I thought. Moreover, the armor you are wearing is also badly damaged.

I think we fought pretty hard. The fire that's coming out of the woods has something to do with you, right?

During his return to the inn, Paredia has said that. Does he know something? Yoohyun hasn't told me the details yet. I was going to tell him when I got to the inn.

“How did you know? ”

Roughly. Don't you know there's a potential for my blessing on your body?

Is there some kind of connection? I may have felt something, precisely.

Yoohyun smiled shallow. The blessing of Paredia helped Aaron in his fight. It was because of this man's blessing that he was not burned in the hellfire of fire.

Even if the magic shield withstood the explosion, it could not stop the heat being transmitted in the air.

It was a hell of a place where just breathing would make your lungs ripe. It felt like walking on a magma.

"Your blessings have been very helpful. Let's just say thank you. ”

Hmm. I'm glad you used it well.

He seemed to react boldly, but I could feel Yoohyun laughing somehow.

I think I'm feeling better right now. Someday I'm hovering next to a celestial painting.

It didn't take long to get to the inn.

When I walked into the inn, I saw the human face first. As Yoohyun enters the inn, the man who is thought to be the innkeeper drops his eyes with a frightened face. I unwittingly laugh.

He must have looked xenophobic in his eyes. But it's also a good thing.

Because the decent disguise at least deceived the human eye.

The group had a nervous face to see if they weren't used to the same thing yet. It seems to behave as naturally as possible, but the movement is stiff somewhere. I couldn't avoid Yoohyun's eyes.

Fortunately, the innkeeper hid himself as soon as the group came in.

I don't know where he went, but he's probably scared to see the Adventurer in the corner.

‘I don't see any other guests. ’

The group held an inn in a fairly secluded location, which was not a bad choice even though the facility was outdated. It's just uncomfortable when adventurers have settled in so many places.

I like a relaxed place where I don't care about other people's eyes, even if it's an old building. I was thinking about Yoohyun coming and holding another one in advance.

After hearing how many rooms he had in Lute, Yoohyun immediately headed to his room. It was fine until just now, when I arrived at the inn, my head became heavy. A little eye contact would be fine.

* * *

I see a red sky.

I can see the red ground.

I can see the red bodies.

On the battlefield, where everything turns red, Yoohyun shifts his gaze. Combat was raging everywhere I could see it. Magic is fierce on the earth, and arrows are pouring like rain.

This isn't Aria. Players were fighting adventurers to defend the dungeon. The high and screaming sound of the explosion echoes through the ears. I see a man who breaks his sword and is frustrated.

No matter how many bears. Adventurers are rushing in like bribes.

“ "

It's been a long time since I had another nightmare. I constantly fight adventurers as I always have. Kill, kill and . Continue the invisible fight.

Watering the entire body with Adventurer's Blood, breathing and moving without stopping the sword.

- There's no hope in this dungeon.

Yoohyun felt something like that. If there is no hope, we must flee. When I fought like this, it was only death at the end. The legend has already tilted towards adventurers.

Nevertheless, Yoohyun did not intend to flee, but continued to fight. Even if you think about running a few times, you will find the next enemy and move forward. Adventurers are in front of him.

But it didn't matter. I was wandering around the adventurers. Wounds all over the body. At first, small wounds gathered together, leading to fatal wounds.

Unlike will, the body continues to run towards death.

Yoohyun noticed that this was because it was a dream. No matter how much you shout, you can't change it.

This is the memory of Yoohyun, what happened once.

When I tried to intervene, it was lame.

All Yoohyun can do is watch himself fight to live to die.

I kept watching myself as I was fighting, and I thought I was stupid. It may not be understandable from now on, but Yoohyun had a good reason at the time.

A fight with obvious results .

Yoohyun felt it was impossible to change the charter unless a miracle happened.

Players have been struggling for a long time, and adventurers have slaughtered players with great vigour.

Again, it was an unbeatable fight.

I felt it again, but Yoohyun wondered.

How did Yoohyun survive this charter?

Apparently, he hasn't been summoned that long.

Probably just out of the framework of a new player.

The fight was immature. I felt frustrated when I saw it.

Not enough swordsmanship, situational judgment, abilities, all of this.

A blind arrow pierces the side and pushes the Goblin's sword back and forth. It's pathetic to see your body freeze and close its eyes because of the magic falling from the sky.

The body that bounces off the earth's fierce septum dances like a zigzag.

The wounded man's body did not kill all of the septum, and flew a dozen meters and fell to the ground from his back.

I threw up the blood and released the sword from my hand as it was. I can't move if I'm losing my mind.

Seeing that, Yoohyun thinks.

How did he survive here with that?

I didn't have the possibility to think a few times. Even if you flee like this, the blood that spills out of your wounds will tighten your heart and lead to death. Too much blood.

Unless a miracle really happens, .

And moments.

Yoohyun heard a voice that resounded as if singing.

It's a voice that memorizes spells. It was also clearly heard in the metal rings that resonated intensely.

The gaze is directed at the owner of the voice by itself.

As soon as I saw her, Yoohyun thought.

A golden light flowed around her like an aziriang and was glittering around her. But it wasn't the mysterious energies that Yoohyun cared about that surrounded her.

A priest was praying on his knees on a land where magic and arrows were constantly pouring out. So defenseless. A blind arrow falls near her. But she doesn't stop. The magic shock waves that fell around me scattered my hair and didn't stop the spell.

That was so unrealistic.

If you remember spells like that prominently on a battlefield like this,

· · · Is that really what you want me to kill?

Adventurers begin to rush into the unusual priestly spell. Other players around to protect her blow themselves up. It was a desperate fight.

Is it really worth it to her? Yoohyun doubted it.

A miracle happened.

The golden light swept the battlefield, and the fallen players slowly arose.

Among them were those who thought they would surely be dead.

Yoohyun was surprised to see their body recovering at an unbelievable rate.

Who can use such a wide range of spells? Hundreds of people have risen to one of her orders. When those who fell in blood rushed with their swords, the adventurers were overwhelmed. The charter changes. One priest twists the charter.

Yoohyun opens his eyes wide as he memorizes the spell and raises his head.

Somehow a ripe face. But it was strangely mature.

It was the birth of a mature woman, not a girl.

· · · How many years should pass?

Her face was similar to someone Yoohyun knew.

The atmosphere was also very mature, so Yoohyun felt confused. In the golden magic pouring down from the sky, she watches the battlefield with a delicate face. That was adding to the priestly mystery. The priest who performed the miracle turned his back, shedding the golden light.

I feel sorry for Yoohyun and want to take a closer look. It was time to think that way.

Being close when I woke up was Lee Seo-yeon's face. She was so close that she could see through her pupils. Yoohyun blindfolded.

“Seo-yeon, what are you doing? ”

“ · · · · · · · · · ”

When Nazik asked, Lee Seo-yeon, who was confronting Yoohyun's forehead, blushed his face with his lips sprouting. Ouch, a strange sound is leaking between my lips.

She bites her body behind the hedgehog and lowers her head. Eyes long for the floor. I was distracted by my fingers. It was a cute gesture from the viewpoint.

“That's, that's, that's. I'm sweating a lot · · ·, maybe I have a cold · · ·. ”

“· · · Cook. ”

I laughed indifferently. Yoohyun laughed as if he had seen something interesting somehow.

“Low · · ·. Don't laugh too much · · ·. C, just worried · · ·. ”

Then Lee Seo-yeon bowed his head more like a ripe rice. It was fun to see her trembling with her hands up on her knees. Yoohyun laughed for a while and stared at her.

I still don't know if I'm ashamed of it, but I can see the side. It's the face of a young girl, not the face of a mature woman, who looks beyond a beautifully organized hairline.

· · · Is that so?

Yoohyun smiled a little.