Desire

“It's been a while since I've seen the door. ”

As I walked along this training ground, I muttered as groaning. It was almost a year before bloodstream and hematoma azine entered the pulmonary duct. Seasons have changed many times, and many things have happened outside the gates. The faction that entered Dara grew so much that it was no longer any different from the main faction. After having been defeated by Bloodmaster at the Blind Hoe Ball, there was no rumor for a while, but he turned out to be the protagonist again, and the pirates who claimed to be Mahjo in the South Sea remained silent.

“Isn't this the first time the doorway has entered the Abandoned Gate? ”

The man walking beside the trance asked. Song nods.

“This is the first time you've ever been so zealous in your life. ”

The power of hematology is strange. It reminded me of two years ago, when the current bloodstream first came to the bloodstream. At that time, the white token, which was alive and not dead, brought Ajin to the blood gate. Later, he became the blood-dragon master and quickly took over the bloodstream.

‘Genius.’

The word crossed my mind. When he first saw Azin fighting, he was rubbing his hands with the Celestial Swordsman who was the blood lord at the time. Even though the pain was strong at the time, it was not enough to feel different. Less than a year later, Azin became strong enough to kill a single blood sample by himself.

Is that even possible? I didn't know about the shipment. That's why I think you're a genius. What is even more surprising is that if you become stronger so quickly, the azin you saw was not so intense in the work of the shamans. Of course, he did not seem to be lazy in carrying out the work of the shameless, but he was no different from the other disciples. And yet you're so strong.

Honestly, I was looking forward to it. I wonder how strong he'll be when he's out of the pulmonary duct. Today's blood was more powerful than ever before. The disciples of the Moon Clan were unemployed enough that the water rose and everyone could say "Master," and the faction that came to Dara was also full of good news. The young crest was stronger than any crest that had ever existed in history. If they came out of the closed cave, they would become stronger, and perhaps they would become the most savage of the Sappas.

“The poor are making a commotion. ”

The man said he was jealous. The expression distorted his face. “What else?” When I asked him out of frustration, the man snatched his neck.

“To see the doorway.”

“Scumbags. What are you gonna do with it?”

Song grumbles, shaking his head. After the bloodstream was placed in the pulmonary canal, the number of frequents looking for bloodstream increased. Most of them wanted to challenge the phrase.

“It would have been wiped out if it hadn't been for the doorway. ”

Ajin asked Song to tell him before entering the Abandoned Tube. If anyone comes to the Gateway looking for you, give them a room to wait. With points invested in reputation, the quality of frequent visitors to the doorway has improved. If we recruit them, it will be a great strength. However, the people who were coming were no more than the lake of Parak. Though I came because I was confident in my work, I only saw rubbish that was full of thoughts of entrusting myself to the blood gate.

“I hope the doorway comes soon. ”

The trance mutters and glances at the Blood Dragon Sugar. Since the pulmonary canal of Moon, blood glucose has been banned. No one can get in. The bloodline girl who was next to the doorway also hid herself since the closing of the doorway. The gateway was stable and there was no problem except for the chaos of the poor, but I couldn't help but feel anxious because the owner had hidden his appearance.

*

I got up.

It was there for almost a year. It was a place where I was confused whether I was playing or not. Even though it was a wall I'd seen for a year, it didn't leave much behind. Rather, I felt good. I can finally get out. Such a liberation felt pleasant. Azin twists his lips and smiles. Purely, Ajin was respected by NPCs living in this world. For the sake of the shameless, I salute those who starve and abstain.

“You can't do this. ”

Azin mutters and turns away. The black snow scent that folds its arms was staring directly at Azin's face. She glances at Azin and mutters as if it were a bit unfair.

“Clean for someone who finishes the Abandoned Tube. ”

“This body is an avatar. ”

Azin looks down at his body and says, Compared to when he came in a year ago, his body didn't change a bit. It's not like your beard or hair grew longer. It was natural. This body is an avatar, not a real body. I feel empty, but I don't excrete because I eat.

“Some people get sicker every time they talk about their lungs. ”

“Not really. You used my bathroom while you were closed. ”

Ajin pointed out the words with a calming face. The scent of Raw Snow grumbles, pouting at my lips. “Well, maybe.” The grumbling makes no sense, so I look at the face of Raw Snow. Then he laughs bloody.

“Well. But you didn't do enough. ”

“You don't know that. ”

The scent of Raw Snow shook my head. Up until now, Azin has always been the opponent of Azin's black snow scent. The method of performance was largely counterproductive. Raw snow was beaten moderately, or a little sincerely, and Azin became accustomed to avoiding and hitting while being hit by Raw snow. But this time I didn't do it that way. The help of the Raw Snow was just as much advice about the choking horde as it was, and there was little struggle. Practice is mostly meditation. And Ajin's personal performance. That was it.

“.. would you like to check? ”

Ajin smiles and asks. The question made the eyes of Raw Snow narrow. “You sure you're up to it?” Asin smiles deeply at that question.

“Actually, I don't know. What I did well. ”

“The quickest way to find out is if it's ambiguous. ”

Raw Snow's scent roars. Her fist is clenched. Azin saw the scent of raw snow approaching with a smiling face. The scent of Raw Snow frowns while looking at the pain that does not hold the pose.

“What are you doing? ”

“I want to try something out. It doesn't matter if you do. ”

At Azin's words, the smell of Raw Snow tightly clenched his fist. “Are you bragging?” Pain shakes her head at that question.

“What would I do? ”

As soon as the answer was over, the fist of Raw Snow flew away. A swift fist flew to his head. Shhh! The fist with the black snow scent touched her hair. Against the fist of Raw Snow by turning her head to the side, she lowers her eyes to the side and raises her arms.

“This should be enough to avoid. ”

Azin said in a bold voice, and the smell of Raw Snow surprised him a bit. It was a fist with the idea of hitting you. You dodged it without getting into a good posture. The black snow scent lowers your arm.

“... quite well. ”

The batting grows out of the muttering. Ajin moves his body as he pulls his foot back. The fist of Raw Snow has passed through all the azines. Azin lets out a faint breath. The smell of Raw Snow blew my mind. A little faster. The feet of the Raw Snow are broadened. I couldn't hit it again. Ajin, who was stumbling back and forth, wiped the sweat off his brow.

“.. to what degree? ”

“About seven? ”

I smiled at the smell of raw snow. A satisfactory smile. You dodged seven halves of power. I couldn't help but admire you. There are no teachers who do not like the growth of their disciples. So, more. Red energy flows through the body of Raw Snow. Azin hurriedly raises his hand.

“Wait. That's the limit. ”

At the words of Ajin, the smell of Raw Snow frowns and clenches his fists. “Limits? Already?” The grumbling shakes her head as if she's full of joy.

“What is it already? I don't want to get beaten up. ”

“Don't you still have your tricks? ”

“I don't think I can handle Master even if I use that. ”

Azin grumbles and tugs. My head was a little itchy. It was a sequelae of mental acceleration. I could barely afford seven. A horse is worth it.If you get hit by one, it's fatal. I can't relax.

‘But it's a big harvest. ’

This should be enough to avoid. Azin recalls the sword of the enemy. I'll avoid you next time. I said so. I can keep my word. Ajin straightens out the hawk.

“I should probably get going. ”

“Playing house? ”

I asked him with a face that the smell of Raw Snow is not funny. Azin shrugs.

“Yes.”

“Go wake up Persian. Since you've been stuck here, you've been sleeping. ”

The scent of Raw Snow grumbles, pouting at your lips. After Ajin enters the pulmonary canal, Persian has no work to do. The perfume of Raw Snow, a master of the shaman, was able to advise and help Azin, but the wizard Persian was unable to do so. Thanks to this, she spent most of her time in the game sleeping in the Castle of Shadows, and spent most of her time in real life with Ajin.

“.. a little later. ”

In Azin's answer, the smell of Raw Snow swept his feet aside. Azin smiles as he looks at the black snowflake on his face.

“Thank you, Master. ”

“What are you thankful for? ”

Raw Snow whines as she kicks the floor with her feet. Ajin laughs and passes by her. The scent of Raw Snow glanced at the azine standing in front of the closed door. The door opens with a heavy voice. The scent of Raw Snow was spit out while looking at Azin's back.

“Well done.”

“Thank you."

Azin smiled and replied. The door is completely open. The air in the queasy underground fades. Azin takes a big breath and climbs the stairs.

You climb the long staircase and open the door. The underground studio was connected to the back yard of the Blood Dragon Party. The air is cool. You feel a sharp breeze licking your body. Ajin extends his base. He takes a deep breath and fills his lungs with cold air before exhaling. I felt like I was awake sharply. One year in the basement, and I never wanted to do it again.

“Doorway?”

The maid who was tidying up the courtyard was surprised to see Ajin. Azin looks at her and smiles as if it was going well.

“Bring the car. ”

Azin gives the order and walks barefoot through the garden. Did it snow? A small pile of white snow engraves the footprints of Azin. He snorts and walks through the garden. You hear a slight commotion. The doorway's closed, those were the stories. Asin, who was walking on the snow, sat on the floor. You hear a thump.

“Doorman!”

Asin turns his head and looks up. He trembles with a trembling beard and kneels before Azin. Azin giggles.

“It's been a long time, Great Blood. ”

“I meet the doorway..! ”

He bows his head and says. Azin shakes his hand and holds back his sadness.

“What are you kneeling for? Sit next to me. I think I have a lot to hear. ”

I know the overall situation of the Gateway. The situation of the faction and the situation of the main faction. Of course, Azin only knows how many are represented by the system.

“Was there a particular incident? ”

Azin asked as he watched the train sitting next to him. The train shakes its head.

“There was no problem. The faction is booming, and the disciples of the main faction have made great progress. ”

“That's a relief. What about the forest?”

“A disciple of the Swordsman, the Wall Glass, came out of the Closed Tube and into the Moors. He started stalking me.”

He nodded. I knew Devello was on the run. The First Board is always checked.

“What about the Namhae pirates? ”

“They... haven't heard anything lately. And...”

It wasn't until the end of the message. I heard a commotion.