Desire

You're miserable.

Azin tilted the bottle looking at the moonlight. There was no taker, no follower. Azin grabs his shoulder and recalls the image of a silver star in his grip. I remembered her smile with dark eyes because it was so dry.

No emotions.

“Come now. ”

Azin smiles in relief. At least, after he started this game. After meeting with Raw Snow and Persian, something inside him changed. A selfish and twisted man who thought only of himself came to empathize with other people's feelings.

That's all. The White Voucher was not something he could empathize with. The position of the White Paper is pitiful, but there is no reason for Ajin to lose his way for her. Azin smiles in relief. He wipes the face of the rising white star from his head. The face that held him disappeared, and I remembered my first encounter with the White Vowel. At Mt. Jang, she took him to the bloodstream in exchange for saving his life. There, Ajin receives a squadron of powerless, nameless, blood-dragons. That's right, the Blood Dragon clan wasn't originally a member of the bloodline. The title "Hematotropism" appeared after Azin finished the blood work.

No white paper, no honeymoon. At first, all I thought about was using azine. The remarriage used azin as a hunting dog, and the engagement to the White Leopard would be destroyed after the first cut off of the bloodshed. It was the efforts of Azin that allowed the Blood Dragon Clan to be officially recognized, not by anyone. There is no reason to identify the White Paper. In the first place, I heard she was going to take advantage of him.

‘It's not worth it anymore. ’

Azin takes a quick sip. Percussion. Empty glasses run out. He licks his lips with his tongue, raising his body. No compassion, no mercy. This is the right side and the fastest, so this is the right answer.

Ajin grabs the knife he left next to him.

That would be correct.

Originally, I was going to move the sword gate. He scratches the pride of blood and destroys the Masked Sword, the son of One Swordsman, who went to the Blind Hound Ball. The plan was to make the BL realize that the BL was a dangerous creature, and when the Black & White Elixir was over, the BL would make the BL carry out the attack.

However, it was twisted after the black snow scent appeared on the dance floor. Without the scent of Raw Snow, the Black Blood might have ambushed the Blood Dragon Clan returning to the Bloodshed.

If azin dies by blood, where does the wrath of the master who became the most immortal go? The answer was obvious. In the end, no blood work will be done. The slaughter will spread if even one of them survives. The fact that the Passover killed the Blood Witch's apprentice will spread. One man's blood wouldn't go on such an adventure.

Thanks to this, the plan had to be revised to some extent. In the beginning, they were ambushed by the sword gate, and the white pennant was to be attacked and killed accordingly. He then went back to the bloodstream to announce the death of the White Void, and tried to move the bloodstream by striking the sword in the name of her vengeance. Since the Passenger Gate is not moving, there is no choice but to use a different method.

‘Fortunately, I was ambushed. ’

Who was the assassin who attacked Ajin in the vision of the Blind Howlers? Azin didn't know about him. We've reviewed the possibilities, but no one has made enemies with him enough to assassinate Azin in this world.

‘There was a man who used a similar kind of maneuver as me. ’

One of the Hidden Pieces told me that a star named the King of the Dead used a demon-like method of hiding. The assassin is a trained player in Hiddenpiece. At first, I thought that I had received the Master of Blood. And I still think there's some possibility of that.

Whatever the reason, it's a good thing there's an ambush. Even more so, it was done on the podium that everyone saw. We have someone to frame. The White Voucher died in the ambush. If the Raider received the Master of the Blade Gate, you can make up to seven Blade Gates.

The White Mark kills. Through her death, the Blood Moon will wage war against the Passenger Gate, and the Blood Sword Dragon, the brother of the White Mark, will die in the battle against the Passenger Gate. If this happens, there will be no one left in the family to succeed the original heir. Afterwards, the bloodstream becomes the property of Azin.

I mean...

I could see the white sign lying on the bed. I looked at the bed with a expressionless face. He stretches his feet forward. Without a sound, Azin broke into the White Void's room. He approaches the White Vowel, exhaling the Gorn. The white pennant was oblivious to Ajin's intrusion. Even if not as good as the assassin at the time, Ajin was able to use stealth. His stealth was taught by the smell of Raw Snow, the foundation of which was to mix his energy and melt his appearance around him. Unless you have learned to detect it professionally or are tougher than Azin, you can never catch Azin's hiding place in the Sewers. He was lacking, and Azin received the translucency spell from Persian.

Ajin glances down at the White Voucher. He turns the dagger in his hand. I was going to kill you because there was an ambush at the Passage Gate on the way back to the Bloodmoon, but I can't be afraid of the Blood Witches, so I have to deal with it this way. I got my hands dirty, but I can't help it. Azin empowers his hand with his sword.

I'm not in a pleasant mood. I held up my knife and thought, After spending some time together? Do you have any resentment? Or because he's alive? Ridiculous. The first thing he did to access this game was kill a lost boy and girl in the woods. After that, I killed the wizard and his daughter who had favored him for experience and energy. Afterwards, I killed my son's vengeful old knight and other knights who appeared in the Thorn Forest. Killed Madu, killed the bandits...

On that subject, now you're reluctant to kill people. What, it wasn't pleasant. Not rotten enough to feel the joys of killing someone. We just kill them because we have to.

The body of the White Paper moved.

Azin stops his sword. Are you awake? Azin looks down, stiffened with a knife. The eyes of the White Milky Way opened. Azin looked down without saying a word. The white sign blinks and looks up. Azin takes a few steps back without a sound. The white slip rose up.

“Phew. ”

The White Paper raised its hand and wrapped its face. The white paper did not notice the azin. Azin was completely dissolved in the surrounding environment. You can't see pain at the level of white paper. He sighed again, pressing his hand into his eyes. It just seems to have happened in my sleep. I was going to kill him, but Azin decided to wait and see. Killing in your sleep. Because I thought it would be convenient to explain the situation.

It would have been nice to lie back and sleep, and the white token came down from the bed. She staggers and looks out the window. The white mark's lips opened. A long sigh, like a cry, came out. The White Paper looked out the window for a long time. She turns away. Azin stared at the white sign without a word.

The white token drank a few sips of water on the table. The white sign that lowered the empty cistern looked up at the ceiling with an empty eye. Azin follows her gaze to the ceiling. There was nothing there. His gaze went down. Ajin also saw where she was looking.

“Son of a bitch. ”

His lips opened. She spits in a small voice and squeezes her shoulder. It's an insult to whom. Azin glanced back at the white sign. She continues cursing in a low voice. Son of a bitch, son of a bitch, son of a bitch, son of a bitch... A mumbling curse sounds like it.

Oh, I see.

‘It's me.’

Azin nods. In this situation, there is no one who knows how to spit out the White Vote like that. It was not a pleasant feeling for others to insult themselves in front of them. It'd be better if you insulted me in front of my face.

“I'm... pretty. ”

His voice trembled. She covers her face with her hands. His shrugged shoulders were trembling. He's crying. Azin shuts up and watches the white sign cry. Still, no other emotional fluctuations occurred. He doesn't know what the white sign is, what he hates, and what he suffers from.

He needs it, so he's just doing this.

It was at that moment that the white sign pushed his hand under his pillow. Something, and Azin looked carefully at the actions of the White Vowel. When her hand comes out from under the pillow, she holds a small dagger. It's not a silver shield, it's just... it's ridiculous when I think about it. The White Paper rolled up its sleeves. The knife you carry around your wrist trembles. I couldn't wait to see what she was up to.

But the reason did not make sense. Why, the White Vowels are trying to cut their wrists themselves. From what I've heard, there are people who relieve stress by committing self-harm. But it is clear that it is not this type of self-harm that the White Voucher is trying to do. What are we gonna do? Azin thought, looking through the image of the White Vowel. The blade is pressed against your wrist. A slight cut in the skin or red blood began to flow. If you pull it like that,

The White Mark's shoulders move and she closes her eyes tightly. Azin's feet are extended in front of him.

“.. huh? ”

The White White Paper looked up, surprised. Azin looks down at the white sign with a crumpled face. He squeezes his hand and lifts the white mark's wrist up. “Now, wait... what are you...” The bewildered White Vote shouts. Ajin doesn't listen to her until the end, but takes away the sword she was holding in her hand.

“What are you doing? ”

Azin was filled with irritation and spit it out. At that, the White Mark trembles and looks at the dagger that Ajin is holding. The face of the White Paper was cold. She shrugs and laughs.

“What the... you came here to kill me! ”

“Self-defense.”

Ajin speaks softly and puts the knife in his arms. Of course, the white paper could not believe that ridiculous lie. She throws out a cracked smile and grabs Azin by the collar.

“Don't be ridiculous! You said you wouldn't kill me. You're here to kill me! Right?!"

“I thought you said it was too much. ”

Azin said so, removing the White Mark's hand. He tapped the crooked collar with his hands.

“Just answer the question. What were you trying to do? ”

“It's none of your business! ”

The White Bell cried out. It's none of your business. Azin grumbles as if to listen. White Paper should be assassinated, not killed. Ajin frowns and spits.

“What's your problem? ”

“What the hell am I! ”

“Let's get to the point. Blood number, hated by that piglet, the hematogenologist insulted the whitener and didn't like it one bit. Did you hate it when I made them both idiots? ”

The white paper trembled and did not answer. Ajin continued to say, as if to say it out loud.

“Honestly, I don't want anything to do with a whitener, but there's no way that a whitener can make me feel good about it. When have I ever done anything to piss you off that I don't like white saucers? No, but what about the Baxor? He told me to look still and call her lady, and I killed a pig who was trying to eat blood, so why did I turn a pig into a pig? Why are you doing this to me? ”

“That's my father."

“Then do well while you're here. When I said I was going to catch a pig, why did you come whining and blabbing later, instead of a baby? What the hell was that? Why did you want to die? In your dream, did your mother do something to get me to come here? ‘

Ajin shoots him with a burst of irritation. At that, the body of the White Mark trembled. In his humiliation, the White Vowel tried to grind his cheek with a large hand. Azin snatches the White Void's hand.

“Now there's violence. Is that what you're supposed to be? I didn't say anything wrong. Or are you just pissed? ”

“What you're saying is stupid! ”

“Yes, that's right. That's what I used to say. ”

Azin stares at you with a white token. He kicked the dagger off the ground with his foot and said,

“Don't talk nonsense and get some sleep. ”

“Sleep? You're going to kill me, aren't you? ”

“Turns out the White Saucer was delusional. Why would I kill a whitener? ”

Azin turns away, saying so.

“Sleep or not, be my guest. I have to go to bed. ”

“... what? ”

“I'm going to bed. That's what he said.”

Azin stares at the white token and spits it out like that. I felt dirty. This is not the answer.

Despite thinking about it, he opened the door and went out.