Desire

Sheikh's house is a quiet place away from the center of the town, just like a house with black snow scent. Perhaps he was concerned about the dangers and frustrations of magic experiments around him. It was better for him. He does not hesitate to look around as he heads toward Shake's house. I moved my feet several times and headed elsewhere. I haven't done enough to look around me right now.

It's different from now on.

With time and effort, Ajin reaches Shake's house. There was no one around. Azin immediately approaches the door and turns the door hook. No need to knock.

As we walked through the door, Azin killed him. He listened as he drank the air of the house mixed with the quiet corridors, the smell of reagents and the scent of Hanemoth.

‘Lunia will be at home. ’

I prefer it. Ajin stretches his feet as he twists his lips. The sound of careful killing is small. Azin opens the door to the basement and goes inside.

Zach was obsessed with his research. He was sitting on the table, wearing a robe as usual, and turning his back and combining something vigorously, not knowing that Ajin was coming. Ajin slowly approaches Zach. I didn't bend my foot.

“Lunia? No, it's Ajin. ”

Zach turns around to see if he heard a sound. Azin bows his head, smiling as he usually would. Seeing that, Shake smiled favorably as he turned his sweaty head back.

“I'd say something if I were here... Did Lunia open the door? ”

“Yes.”

Azin replies softly and approaches Shake. Zach shrugs.

“Looks like you're getting along pretty well with Lunia, huh? By the way, did you bring Harnemos? ”

“Of course. It's for Shake's research. ”

In his reply, Shake smiles joyfully. He wiped the sweaty drops on his wrinkled forehead with the back of his hand.

“Put that over there, where Harnemos is kept. ”

“Yes.”

Azin pulls out the harnemos he put in his sack and pours it out. This is the last time I'm picking these damn flowers. So far, Harnemos has been stacked up with players and Azin. Azin looks at it, smiling happily, turning around and wearing a robe on the wall.

“What about the experiment? ”

“Hmm. Honestly, it's not working. Grinded, boiled, and burned... I've used all of them, but the amount of magical power I can get was extremely small. Do I really need magic processing?”

Zach mutters in a calm voice. I've already heard from Shake about him. Magical Processing will give you a cleaner magical power, but it will make it impossible to mass-produce a cheaper amount as Shake thought. A wizard is a high-ranking worker.It only costs money to make him spend it.

“I thought it might be a little better if I mixed it differently, but this is also a definite limitation. We need a way to get pure magic out of Hanemoth.”

He knew how to do it. An energy drain. If you use it to draw energy from the opponent, you can draw pure magic from Hanemoth. However, it was impossible to draw out the magic power that was extracted and absorbed.

‘If that's what it takes. ’

Ajin fills his tongue with regret. If he were to distribute the magical power he pulled out into potions, he would have made a lot of money. With that in mind, I've experimented several times while gathering Harnemos, but the energy I siphoned was already replaced by internal air and accumulated in one fell swoop. It was impossible to turn it into magic. Will it be possible to master magic? I thought about it, but he withheld it for now.

Potions aren't the only thing that matters right now.

“For now, do the same for me as yesterday. Grinding at least worked wonderfully when it wasn't magic processing. Why don't you grind up twenty Harnemos first? ”

“Yes.”

As he replies, Azin slowly approaches him. Zach looks at the flask on the table and mixes the reagents. Azin looks behind the sage and gets wet with strange emotions.

Zach was not a bad man. Personally, it was great, and you can call it a favourite. I was weakened by Azin's mutual appeal, so I took Azin as my assistant, who had no magical craftsmanship at all. He also promised to pay, and said he wanted to walk a magical path, so he would write a letter of recommendation to the school.

‘You're a good man. ’

Azin admitted it purely. Unlike the image of the wizard, Shake was a fan. I knew you would be considerate of your opponent and would concede. Focusing on experimenting with potions right now is also a great way to mass-produce inexpensive Magical Potions. Such attitudes should be commended.

‘I will never be like you in my life. ’

Ajin stands behind Shake. He looks at this little wizard with a bent back for a moment. Yeah, he can't be this guy's best wizard in his whole life. You cannot be considerate or concentrate. It is also impossible to work for others. Because he...

It's a pain in the ass.

Because he's selfish, he's individualistic, he's driven by desire. This is his essence after all. He's a piece of trash who thinks it doesn't matter what others do for him. If it wasn't for me, I'd be the best... A human with such values has developed a brain. Azin smiles silently.

He liked that about himself. I liked myself not caring about others, and I liked myself not bothering others. It was also great to be faithful to desire. What's wrong with doing what you want to do? That's why I live alone. Because you're comfortable with yourself, because you can focus on yourself, and you can do it for yourself.

It's the same now.

Qajik!

I put my hands together, shot them down. The crown is the target. Yeah, well, you were a good man, so let's not cause unnecessary pain. This was the least courtesy and consideration for Azin and the wizard named Zach.

“Uh...”

Instead of groaning and screaming, Shake makes a silly sound. He nods and falls, reflexively grabbing the table. My head was hot and sticky and I could feel something wet pouring down my forehead. Saek thought as he watched the blurred vision.

What is it?

Of course, the thought did not continue to the end. Just as the blowing wind blows out the candles, a dark darkness engulfs and swallows his world. Azin looks at the receding shake and lowers his fist.

“.. idiot. ”

Azin smiles in relief. Wizards are not green. They spray their lips a few times, creating a lot of phenomena. It strikes thunder, ignites fire, and sprays water. Raises the wind and shakes the ground.

Powerful.

But they are also weak. A skilled shaman becomes sensitive and strong, but the wizard does not. They exert a powerful force when they are ready, but they are no different from ordinary humans if they do not give them time to prepare. So it was very easy for him. His body is strong and fast. I don't feel any difficulty breaking a middle-aged man's head.

Rather, the head of the red wolf will be harder than this man's.

“It's a big deal to trust anyone. ”

Ajin chuckles, looking at the hair of the blood-soaked sage and the coloured pupils without being coiled. No one can know what others are thinking. expressions, behaviors, words... it's a first impression of others to guess and accept through them. And when it becomes long-term, it becomes a perception of others.

Ultimately, what a person feels for another person is a mask that is unknown whether it is true or not. As long as the mask is smiling, no one knows whether the face inside the mask will smile or cry. It's funny how completely believing in other people on such topics.

Azin wore a smiling mask when he met Zach. I wore a mask... like that... which was childish and kind and kind. You hid the naked face of an aggressive beast. It worked wonderfully for Shake. This foolishly kind wizard did not doubt that Azin's mask would be his truth.

So he died.

“I think magic is a fascinating discipline. ”

Azin settles down, placing Shake's body in front of him. A slow hand grabs Shake's head. He smiles shivering, spreading his energy drain.

“But it doesn't suit me. ”

Azin is exhausted. The energy drain drains the remaining energy from Shake's dead body. The magical power that Shake, the Wizard, had gathered all this time, slowly accumulated in his hands. Kneel down and beg for forgiveness in front of the body that killed itself. That would be an insult to the lion, but not bad. But we can't afford that. You learn how inefficient it is to spread an energy drain against a dead body. Killing them reduces energy and dissipates. To stop it, I had to suck it out as soon as I killed it, while there was still warmth left in the body.

‘There's a lot.’

Ajin holds Shake's head for a long time. We don't know if Seke was a brilliant wizard or not, but his magical powers are substantial. At least not compared to a black wolf. Ajin felt joyful at the depths of his fullness. He shudders, staring at the shriveled Shake beneath his hand.

After a long time of stretching out the energy drain from Shaq, he immediately went to the place where Hanemos had piled up. He opens the energy drain with a pile of Hanemoth in his hands. To do this, he immersed himself in the gathering of Che Harnemos, who had even been hunting all night. I was going to suck it all anyway, but I didn't think it was a waste of effort.

Effort is joyful if certain rewards are promised.

Even though Hanemos shrunk, Azin continued to move instead of making a weather breakfast. A full history revitalizes his body. How big would it be if you rolled it? When I made the hemorrhagic cardiac anomaly 10 stars... Azin continued to prepare with a joyful imagination. He lifts his foot and lifts his inner air. Kwak 'jic! The lifted foot dips into Shake's body. After a long time, Azin turned Shake's body into a piece of cloth.

Then he picks up the notebook that was on the table. It was Shake's research notes. A few times, Azin flipped it over, and he stopped thinking about getting drunk. After leaving the power of magic, it was too difficult to understand him without systematic learning of magic. But to sell it, there is a risk of being caught. Ajin drops his notebook without hesitation and picks out the candle that was lighting in the basement.

And he pulled the oil out of the inventory. It was bought at a general goods store in town. He sprinkled Shake's corpse, tables and all over the basement. Then he dropped the candles and lit them. The raging flames blaze out. Azin turns and leaves the basement, watching Shake's body burn.

It's ridiculous for a wizard to die in a simple fire. If so, a certain degree of choreography is required. Explosion... So, an explosion in the experiment could have led to his death. Since the corpse is made of bread, it will be some form if it is burned. And then the sound... I wish I could have saved the bomb, but I couldn't have saved the bomb. Should I tear down the basement properly? No, it's a little later. Once in this house, you must kill everyone but yourself.

Next...

Lunia.

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How do I kill...