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But Duver was a bitter reaction.

“I'm not the one who didn't think of that. But the problem is, there's no body. ”

“Nothing?”

Sang-woo listened to Duver and thought, ’Is the body of the dragon rotting away?'

“Yes. Most of the dead are already bound to the Empire." ”

“Ah…. ”

It wasn't rotting away. It was not accessible because it belonged to the Empire.

“And I don't know the details, but the investigators on Black Friday found out some dragon bodies had already disappeared. ”

“The body's gone? ”

Sang-woo questioned.

Who will take the body of the dragon?

“I don't know. There were a lot of Kranids and monsters around, so they probably ate the bodies. Or, unlike Raven, some dragons didn't show up on the scene. ”

“I see. I wish it was the latter. ”

Sang-woo said with vague expectations.

What if the dragon, who thought it was extinct, had been strengthening himself while hiding from his home?

It was like a movie or something like that would happen in real life.

“I wish. ”

Hana Duver shrugged her shoulders, not expecting much.

He was one of the few people to see the Black Friday disaster afterwards.

‘... it was hell. ’

Bodies, bodies, bodies all over the forest.

Looking at the fallen corpses as if they had fallen asleep without a scratch, he felt a fear of the unknown.

The great heroes of a country's power compared to that of an individual.

How can you kill such people without getting hurt?

From the unknown presence of such overwhelming power, he felt that not even a dragon could survive.

And then there was fear.

Just reminiscing about it, Duver shudders with a chilling chill that rises from his spine.

“… do you need to pee? ”

Sang-woo cautiously looks at the shivering duber.

“… Hmm, what are you saying? It's just cold. It's cold. Hmm... ”

between embarrassed Duvers clearing his throat.

Sang-woo asked me again with regrets.

“Then why not replicate the Dragon Heart? ”

“Duplicate? Duplicate yourself? ”

“Yes.”

“Well... I haven't tried, but there's a good chance I won't. ”

“Why?”

“You know that. Replica, replicas that are replicated when the alter ego is created, are not" real things. "”

Yes, it is.

Self-destruction is a Mana organism embodied in reality by the binding of Mana particles.

Duplicates were likewise Mana organisms.

Since atoms did not combine to form a physical form, they were weak enough to scatter as soon as they were cut off.

“That's right.”

“We need to reprocess the Dragon Heart to restore it, but it's unlikely we'll be able to withstand that process. ”

“Ah…. ”

Manna organisms that have already gathered to form one physical form.

As soon as the shape deteriorated, the bundles of mana organisms were also likely to weaken or break.

It was the same with regard to being summoned when the self-immolation suffered much damage.

“So you didn't try to replicate the Dragon Heart. ”

“Yes.”

“But Mr. Duver, ”

However, Sang-woo, who was listening to the explanation, opened his mouth to see if there were any straws.

“Can't we replicate the Processed Dragon Heart and use it to restore it? ”

“Hmm?"

Duber is embarrassed by Sang-woo's sharp question.

It was an idea I hadn't even thought of.

"Replicate the processed Dragon Heart, not the Dragon Heart itself...?" ’

Duber thought Sang-woo's idea made sense.

“Oh... I think there's a chance. ”

“Right? Hahaha. ”

Sang-woo smiled as he did one thing.

Duver also had a look of anticipation.

“This isn't happening. I have to try it right away.”

Duver moves quickly, manipulating the hologram pad.

The last time Sang-woo visited the workshop, he tried to process the Dragon Heart.

“What are you doing? Come with me. ”

“Uh, yep. ”

Sang-woo rushes behind Duver.

Their footsteps were busy.

* * *

Sang-woo's Yongsan Mansion.

Sang-woo's family dinner, as always.

There was a new face embedded with the starboard side.

A handsome, radiant blonde face, rather than a normal blonde one.

Skin that is distinctive from Western skin, not like freckles or spotted skin.

Moreover, it was Prince Hardin, a young man with a picturesque face who did not glow blood on his skin.

“Eat a lot! Hahaha!”

Sang-woo's mother, Lady Eey-sook, sprouted steamed ribs and placed them in front of Prince Hardin, not Hardin.

He noticed how to use chopsticks, and he smiled at the smile of Lady Eey-sook.

Okay... No, thank you.

His words were conveyed to my mind by the magic of interpretation embedded in the necklace.

The family that was surprised at first was also a reaction to see if they had gotten used to it.

“My wife is a good cook, and I don't know if she's a good fit. Haha.”

Sang-woo's father, Jung Seong-hyun, who was always clumsy, laughed and talked to Hardin.

It fits nicely. It's very tasty.

Hardin picks up the steamed ribs with his chopsticks and quickly replies.

Erase Sang-woo's brother, who is beating his father to death.

“Dad! Don't make me tell you to eat. I'll pretend to eat it!”

“Haha. Got it. Okay."

Jung Sung-hyun, who is holding his hand to the bruising of the erase.

And that's how you defeated him.) One Jigu looks at Hardin lovingly.

‘How handsome he must be... ’

He looked completely mesmerized by his warm appearance.

Sang-woo looked at the erase.

“What are you doing?”

“… Well. Me?"

“So you're just being stubborn. Who would that be?”

If the word blindfold causes blood pressure to rise, blood vessels rise and sink in the forehead.

She struggles to stabilize her mind and asked again.

“... What did I do? ”

“Don't you see? I'm gonna punch Mr. Hardin in the face. Stop staring and eat. ”

“Me, me, me! ”

Ji-woo was embarrassed by Sang-woo's straightaway position and began to eat Waguwa-gu rice with his head in a bowl.

Examining Hardin's reactions.

Hana Hardin didn't have a proper translator yet, so she didn't understand Sang-woo's family as well as her own words.

And seeing that, Jung Sung-hyun and Lee Ae-Sook smiled as if their daughter looked funny.

Sang-woo then asked Hardin not to worry.

Mr. Hardin, don't worry about the shaft. He's a little short.

“Hey, Chungwoo! ”

Ji-Woo, who was looking at the words, yelled at the drain.

“Well, you can't be wrong. ”

“This!”

Remove Sang-woo's angry eating spoon.

Is it because Ji-woo suffered a catastrophic blow through Bless too?

The spoon tried to shoot Sang-woo in the face like a memorize.

Deeing

A spoon that stops in front of Sang-woo by one impulsive force.

“This is crazy. ”

Sang-woo growls and tries to shoot the spoon again, but the conscious eraser screams.

“Gaaaah! Mom! ”

Remove the burinake and hide behind the back of the Eey-sook woman who was bringing food from the kitchen.

Sang-woo couldn't shoot out the spoon and frowned.

... Hahahaha.You 're getting along well with your brother.

I smiled as if it was funny.

Sang-woo's face was crumpled.

"Man, what a shame about that crazy bitch. ’

Erase's face was also crumpled.

"Oh, my God, I have to impress Mr. Hardin, but that son of a bitch ruined the image! ’

The gaze of the two irritated heads hit the air.

Two people growling like invisible flames.

It was Sang-woo's parents who dried it.

“Son, stop and eat. ”

“Yes. I'm not playing around in the food court. ”

It was Yoohyun who was eating quietly next to Sang-woo.

“... It's embarrassing. Stop it."

“… Huh. ”

Sang-woo plugged the spoon he was holding with his mind into the rice bowl of a smudge eraser.

Ji-Woo also slowly moves back to his seat and begins to eat as if nothing had happened.

“Hohoho. I don't usually do this. ”

... Yes. Hahaha...

Hardin smiles awkwardly and replies.

He had a bright face on the outside, but he had anticipated that life on Earth would not be easy on the inside.

* * *

Raven Territory.

There was a group of people there.

Nigel, Raven and Sang-woo were greeting them.

“Long time no see, Earl Shamir. ”

“Long time no see, Duke Raven. ”

The Duke cannot smile in his honor.

One, it was natural to remember the once king of the Elven Kingdom, Erl Bershael, who had already lived hundreds of years.

“Construction must be devastating. What brings you to this dreary part of town? ”

Nigel asked directly.

His questions had many meanings.

They were once quite close and engaged in many battles with Raven.

However, after the Elves have turned the route towards Duke Bismarck, they are far away.

In the end, Duke Raven was almost lost in the fall, whereas Prince Bershael, the leader of the Elves, was well out of the capital in connection with Duke Bismarck, taking advantage of various interests.

Nigel asked me what it meant.

The late Shamir Bershael smiles deeply, knowing the meaning of his question.

‘... I'm sorry. ’

But there is no eternal companion.

Marquis Bershael only made the best choice in the situation.

For yourself and your fellow Elves who believe in you.

Thus, the late Barshael opens his mouth to complete his mission.

“I'm sure you've already guessed. I'm here to deliver the Emperor's order. ”

“I take orders from you. ”

Nigel and Raven kneel before the Marquis of Bershael and take an example.

The Marquis of Bershael, who leaned forward and pulled out the beads in his lap.

As he spills Mana into the marble, a video flows out of the marble.

A middle-aged man with a clean, well-groomed beard and a strong impression.

It was Bismarck.

If anything differs from before, the spectacular crown on my head has changed.

And Bismarck was not recorded in the video.

I was watching them in real time.

Emperor Bismarck smiles and opens his mouth as he looks at Raven and Nigel.

Long time no see, Duke Raven. And….

Bismarck looks away after greeting Nigel.

There's a...

… Kaizel.

There was Raven, the Imperial Guardian Sword.

In response to the words of Emperor Bismarck, the two of them quietly replied.

“I meet the Emperor. ”

Their greetings.

The smile on the face of Emperor Bismarck darkens.

Their greetings mixed in some ways with the meaning of acknowledging the new emperor.

Acknowledging and confirming that the emperor who was promoted to treason was quite important.

And coming out of the Duke of Raven with this courtesy means that it can be settled seamlessly without any conflict of force unlike he expected.

That is why Emperor Bismarck had no choice but to make this situation more pleasant.

Hahahaha.It's awkward to be so polite. Make yourself comfortable. Make yourself comfortable.

Emperor Bismarck laughed and said.

Raven was bowing his head at that.

His head is raised.

“… Let's do that. ”

The provocative gaze came upon Bismarck.

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