Desire

“It's the bloodline azin. ”

Ajin said in a relaxed voice. The frequent guests standing in front of him swallowed their saliva and looked around. Most of them were incited by the unstable terror and used to stir up chaos in their blood. They were the ones who shouted for a drink and shouted for a citation in the closed coffin. After all, it was a disaster that made no difference to the unstable.

Azin knew him. It's because I heard from the maid before I came. No wonder it was unpleasant. The bloodstream was the doorway of Azin. I told him to treat his guests properly because he hoped that there might be a great master among the guests who were looking for the gateway tribe, not to feed the bastard who came to feed him.

“I hear you've been looking for the script... So, what can I do for you? ”

You don't need to be busy. Rather, it went well. Let's take this opportunity to clear the air so those idiots don't come. How many and outstanding frequent guests stay in the doorway is another power of the signage of the doorway. It's just a doghouse with a bunch of dogs.

“Th-that's, uh, greetings to the new doorman.”

“Is that right? Good greeting. ”

Azin nods. The one who spoke up hesitated and pulled his foot back. Azin stares straight at them.

“I got a greeting, so... what's next? ”

“Yes?”

“You couldn't have waited a year to say hello. You're up to something, aren't you? ”

“.. that is..”

Reason for having a frequent guest in the doorway. Those who stay at the gate because they are frequent people are readers who wander around without belonging to them. They stay in the doorway because of their familiarity with the doorway, or their admiration and admiration for the doorway. It has no particular purpose. In the case of the phoenix, it was to believe in their power and gain a place in the bloodstream, but not all of them here. Simply curious about the phrase. Rumors. Of course, it was because of the literary points invested in reputation, but it's not because they stayed here for any particular reason.

I know. Even though they're called NPCs, they're still alive. But they are under the control of the system here, in the created world. Ignoring logout, compulsory understanding of player presence. Though he was drawn here by the reputation of the created tribe, he did not think about why he came here. You can't ask questions and get answers. Knowing that, Ajin stopped. To keep them from answering.

“If you have no particular purpose, will you go back?" ”

Ajin smiles and asks. The frequent guests hesitated and shared their gaze. It was a merciless toast, but it was indisputable. They grimace and tug their feet back. Eventually, they took an awkward hold of Ajin and retreated. Asin laughs heavily as the crowds leave.

“None of them are right. ”

You mutter with a slight sigh. I've invested quite a few points in my reputation... If I'd known this, I should have invested only in the Unsullied and the disciples. Azin turns around, tasting again. There was a train coming.

“Is it over?”

“.. Yes. I pulled out my tongue, I broke my leg, and I threw it out the back door. ”

He looked uncomfortable. The phobia has been notorious since the millennium, but even so, it is how they treat those who have come to visit them frequently. Seeing the expression on his face, Azin smiles deeply.

“Never mind. I just got rid of the garbage. Rather, it's a good rumor around here. Bloodstains are just. I don't know if there are any rumors like this. ”

It's Safa. She laughs low. When Azin laughed, he smiled because he was finally shaking. Azin lightly snapped his neck to the left and to the right.

“It's been a while since I've been here. So, where were we? What happened to the pirates in Namhae? ”

Azin asked, carrying a backpack. I thought about it for a moment and replied.

“It's been a while since they stopped working. I heard the pirates were wiped out by a subjugation ship sent by the Muslim blind. ”

“.. has been eradicated? ”

“Yes, the chiefs and executives were sent blind. What they claimed was that they were martyrs, they were simply using the gossip of martyrdom. ”

At the words of the tragedy, he touched his chin. That's a lie. There was a real bridge in Namhae. Bridge's Favor, Ice Movie Lunar New Year.

“... did any of those executives have a girl named Ice Movie? ”

“.. Yes? Girl... what? There was no girl. It was all a boy.”

“I see. I see. ”

Ajin stops speaking of sorrow. He didn't die. Then who is the pirate who was subdued? The right victim, made by the blind? No, he's a victim of the Bridge. Bridge folds up piracy and is silent. Suddenly, his eyes narrow. The Namhae Bridge created a master swordsman and tried to make the Gateway into a mound. And the blood test and the paternity test were crushed by azine. Is he silent to create another foothold?

‘Maybe they're preparing for war. ’

Thanks to the rush, the militia is continually sending a punitive force. I thought it was quiet because it was burdensome, but the power of the martial arts is not to be ignored when I think about the fanatical belief in the ecclesiastical ecclesiastes and the elite, such as the blood of the blood. Those who have been preparing for the war against the Moors for a hundred years can't be afraid of a goddamn subjugation. Since the Bible says that it is waiting for the time, it may have actually gone into preparing for war. I've been spreading rumors about piracy with the name of the Bridge in the first place, so there should be enough power.

“... right. It turns out...”

Azin stared at the sadness as if he had just remembered.

“What happened to the doorway? ”

Rental doorbell, courtship. Before I entered the pulmonary canal, I was still alive and dying... I wonder what happened now. His expression was slightly stiff in Azin's question.

“You've been unconscious for about a week. ”

Sadness replied with a depressed voice. In response, he groaned as if he was sorry.

‘You're a tough old man. ’

No, you don't have to. You will die if you do nothing. I didn't want to get trampled on for nothing. Maybe I should go and say hello. I'd rather you do that. Although it is said to be unconscious, it would be beneficial to go and keep your head down.

“I have to go see the front door. Thank you for telling me so much. ”

Azin taps the shoulder of the chassis and passes him by.

Nickname: Azin

Title: Wolf Slayer

Bloodmaster

Level: 281

Health: 1310000/1310000

Magic Power: None

MP: 960000/960000

Internal air: 1910000/1910000

Season drink method: 5 stars (1%)

Energy Drain: Lv 98 (3%)

The Seamless Secret: 10 Stars

Aspiration method: 5 stars (11%)

Thousand Marrimbo: 5 Star (1%)

Thousand Marriage Certificate: 5 Star (2%)

Everlasting Ceiling: 5 Star (1%)

Hallucinous Rain Pores: 7 Star (18%)

268 blood dragon squads.

(250 (-100) players. 18 NPCs.)

225 people in the bloodstream.

(50 players. NPC 175 persons.)

211 blood relatives.

(50 players. NPC 161 people.)

Troops 340.

(100 players. 240 NPCs.)

Literary Management:

You have 1100 points.

1000 points unskilled.

600 pupil points.

431 Reputation Points.

I checked the status window while heading for blood glucose. As I entered the pulmonary tract, I decided to make the sacrum all 5 stars. And I did it. Level has steadily risen, the secret of nocturnal perfection has been great, and there have been great achievements in aspiration and transient rain pores. The energy drain has also increased significantly.

'There were a lot of graffiti points in the absence. ’

Level up and accomplish nothing. Along with that, there are 1100 clan points with achievements and prestige. Let's invest 400 points in the faction. I decided to spend the remaining 700 points. 300 for the bastards, 300 for the pupils, 100 for the reputation. The last time I invested so much, I invested this much, but nothing changed.

Blood glucose is quiet. I heard it's been a week since I lost my mind. You can't make a fuss. Azin kills his way and walks down the hallway. After opening the tightly closed door, you see the black and black liquor guarding the hallucination with a disdainful look. They look at Ajin surprised, and he lifts his finger and places it on his lips. They stood up in a squat and sat back down.

“You don't look so good. ”

Azin mutters, looking at his strangely dry voice. Heinous and Black liquor do not answer. Azin sits next to the bridegroom, dragging his chair. He looks at the face of the phantom and reaches out and touches his hand. Bones, flakes, wrinkles. It stutters at your fingertips. I didn't want to touch it that much.

“Doorman.”

However, I tried calling first. We weren't even close enough to call it a doorbell. I didn't actually learn anything from him. I don't think he ever really thought of himself as a member of the family.

“.. be healthy. ”

I called, but I couldn't think of anything to say. So I just said that. Azin rises up. He glanced at the black liquor and asked.

“What did the senator say? ”

“.. is soon to come. ”

An uncomfortable shark. Azin nods his head with an expressionless face. “... I see.” It wasn't much. Ajin glances at the happy mood. A half-corpse that breathes thin. I was a master without balls. It's time to grab hold of my ankles. You can't die easily if you want to. Is it a courtesy to make me feel comfortable?

“.. take good care of the door. ”

But I can't kill you. Ajin turns around kicking his tongue. Behind your back, Heinous and Black Wine bow their heads. If Doomsday dies, they'll have to deal with it too. It was a sign of obedience. I admit I'm a pretty good master, but there are a lot of masters who are about their size in the current blood. You might have something on your mind, so it's better to throw it away.

After getting the blood glucose out, Ajin crossed the bloodstream wall. I didn't use the gate because I didn't want to make a fuss. Azin, who crossed the wall, ran up onto the roof of the building with a wide skylight. The pulmonary canal is over, and there's still something I want to check out.

One year of closure.

Meditation, mostly, and the use of no public. During meditation, Azin constantly thought of fighting Devello's sword and the blood of his blood. And it was a sword wielded by the enemy, Chan Hyeong-ju. If she wielded her sword with all her might, it would be unstoppable.

So, can we avoid it this time? Azin stops. Chanhyeong-lu looks down. Even after a year passed, Chan Hyeong-ru did not change. Azin comes down and stands in front of the gate. I knocked gently a few times, and the door of Chanhyeong-lu opened.

“Bloody Lord?”

The gatekeeper gives a surprised voice. Azin grins at him and steps inside the door.

“I'd like to meet Luge. ”

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