Desire

“Lockwood.”

I felt a pint of goosebumps as I brought the beer. Azin shoves his feet, shining his eyes at his cowardice. Glug. A chair shoved against your feet is dragged behind you. Spotted in Azin's jaw, he carefully sits on a chair. Azin looked at the spots while looking at the rich beer bubbles.

“Lockwood?”

“It's the name of the Black Wizard. ”

Spooky says Azin took a fork of sausage from his saddle. Raw snow and Persian flavor are women's outings, and they left a while ago, and Azin stayed at the inn and was drinking alone in desperate need. I've been at Martha's for three days.

“There were candidates like this, but Lockwood was the most blatant. He's been in Martha for about half a year.”

“What do you usually do? ”

Azin asks. Spotted stops and says,

“I work as an assistant at a pharmacy. Not only are you good at making medicine, but you're good at seeing patients, so the old man in the pharmacy is treating you well. ”

“What evidence do you have of the Dark Wizard? I don't think he's gonna be a problem when I talk to him. ”

“I mean, this is... ”

Spotty smeared on his lips. Azin stares at his face and clutches his chin with his hands. Azin's eyes sank cold. “Haven't you eaten a lot?” Suddenly, Azin asked. The question opened the eyes of Spotted.

“Yes?”

“Haven't you eaten a lot?" I think I'm already full... I think I can eat more. Or would you take out a little bit of a stuffed stomach? ”

Azin's jaw rises. On that smile, Spotted trembles. He shakes his elongated head. “No, no. No, that's... yeah, that's...” The groaning of Spotted Words makes Agin smile. The aura of the mild hailstorm pore caused fear of spots. Spotted was a stuttering horse.

Lockwood. He works as an assistant in the pharmacy, but at night he preaches gambling games. Not bad craftsmanship and has never been hands-on.

“I used magic. ”

“Yes.”

The speck swallows a gulp.

It was pretty crafty. Anyone who didn't know it would have gotten away with it. But it was Lockwood's misfortune that there was a gambler there. Lockwood is overwhelmed, and his wrist flies under the axe of the shifting hand of Hao Mundo. And then he said, I'll give you some rare medicine.

“.. medication? ”

“Yes, it wasn't a herb that the old man made. I heard it's a... weird medicine. We don't even know about the Honoist. One of the guys on the board was a friend of mine.”

“There's no need for that. Go on.”

It was a powder pill. Drinking it only slightly and only slightly with my nose makes me feel slimmer and pleasant. Other than that, Lockwood had a lot of weird drugs.

“It was a great energizer. The drooping sheep stand still.”

Spotty whispers. Azin touches his chin and listens to the story of Spotted. He uses magic and makes strange medicines. It doesn't make sense that a wizard doesn't know the basics of alchemy and refinement. It's a weird drug. Well, you could think of it that way. I can't think of Lockwood as the Dark Wizard by that alone. But why would a wizard hide himself as a wizard and serve as an assistant in a drugstore? I'm sure he's got something behind him. Azin nods.

“So, if you go to the Heroic Medicine, he's there. ”

He said, "Yes, it seems that the old man doesn't know because he has a good mouth. Since then, Lockwood has been out and about gambling as usual. His medicine is also being traded there. ”

“Where is it? ”

“Yes?”

Azin smiles, looking at the spots.

“Gambling. ”

*

I'm not sure Lockwood is the Dark Wizard, but I don't see why he won't. Half a year ago, I came from Gracia. It was half a year ago, but you can also hear about the politics of Gracia. Azin, who explained his situation to Persian and Raw Snow, left the inn alone at night. Spot told me where the gambling booth is.

‘Hao Mun.'

If there is an opening in the sect, there is a Hao Moon in the Safa. Hao Moon works in all kinds of jobs, such as girls, pickpockets, gamblers, and sells information that he sees and hears and picks up like goods. If the opening of the sect still follows righteousness and consensus, Hao Moon does not follow anything. What they believe in is money, and if they are given money, it is also to sell information to the factions.

‘I don't want you to see my face. ’

It was an idea that stopped. There can be no gambler in Hao Moon's gambling den. You think he'll recognize my face? It was a long worry. I don't want to go into the gambling den. Azin stops walking. He glances around, looking at the gambling den bursting with loud noises. Somewhere worth looking down... Ajin lightly plunges into the ground. Azin falls on a nearby roof and sits on it. How long do I have to wait? If I feel like it, I want to go inside and grab the collar and drag it out. Azin thought, with his hands twitching his chin.

How long has it been? A group of people gamble. Lockwood's impression remains intact. A brunette, about thirty years old. Eyes are black. Azin looks at the faces of the people coming out of his narrow eyes. There's a hawk rico. He looks a little red, whether he's been drinking. Ajin slowly rises to his feet.

I'd like to be as quiet as possible. I started following Lockwood thinking like that. Separated from his group, Lockwood staggers along the road. Azin kills Kieran and follows behind him. You stumble into the back alley of Rockwood. Ajin hides himself in the dark without going into the alley.

There was a groan. You're doing something. You're just peeing. Azin smiles bloody and pulls himself out of the darkness. I didn't feel a crescendo inside the alley. Slowly approaching him, Lockwood flaps his head and pees on the wall.

“Lockwood?”

Azin asks. Lockwood looks back at him with a hiccup. “Huh?” Lockwood answers, and Azin grins.

Phew! Lockwood's forehead hits the wall. “Hic?!” Lockwood makes a bewildering sound. After grabbing his hair without hesitation, Azin slams Lockwood's face over the pool of piss he made.

“I need to ask you a few questions. ”

Azin sets his foot on his back, placing Lockwood's hair. Lockwood struggles to escape, but the pressure on his feet is not something he dares to escape. “Sa, human flesh...” Lockwood's scream is stunned by the low voice of Azin.

“If you keep your mouth shut, it'll just end with a Q&A. If you mock Agari for no reason, it will be painful torture. ”

“Ha... Hao Mun? ”

That's what Lockwood asked instead of screaming. Ajin kicks his tongue small. "If you keep your mouth shut," I said. ”Azin reaches out and grabs Lockwood's hair.“ Now, wait... ”Before Lockwood finishes his speech, Azin's hand dips Lockwood's head to the ground. Squishy! The wet soil makes an unpleasant noise.

“Do you understand?”

Ugh... Lockwood's face is covered in agony. Azin shrugs and lays his head. With dirt, blood and piss all tangled up, Lockwood looks up at the pain. Azin sits facedown in front of him.

“The Black Wizard.”

Azin bites. Lockwood's face is pale. Seeing him not answering, Azin smiles bloody. “Son of a bitch.” With a mumbling horse, Azin's foot kicks Lockwood in the mouth.

“Huff!”

Lockwood groans, gripping his chapped lips. Azin rubs his toes against the ground, looking down at his face. “I asked him if he was a black wizard.” Lockwood's eyes have turned violent, giving him lip to that question.

“Whew, don't do anything you'll regret. ”

Lockwood says, “Regret?” Azin smiles bloody and asks again. He tries to kick Lockwood once more, then crouches back in front of him.

“Do you regret what you're doing now? ”

“Behind me is Hao Moon. And...”

“Hao Mun!”

Azin said as if he admired it. A kid who sells tonic to gamblers pretends to carry Hao Moon on his back. Azin laughs and looks at Lockwood's face.

“Do you want Hao Moon to stop the throne? ”

I asked him a little bluff. Lockwood's eyes twitch with that question. Half a year since he settled here. How much do they know about the Moors?

“Ears... ears...”

“Precious question?”

Azin's eyes sparkled. Seeing that he can't answer, it seems clear that Lockwood is the Black Wizard. But why is the name of the noble question here? Azin takes deep interest and looks at Lockwood's face. Lockwood's face is filled with the glow of corruption.

“I thought you were just a black wizard. There seems to be a lot of things involved. ”

Azin giggles and laughs. He turns his head and looks back. No one passes through. “Too bad for you.” Azin rumbles and wakes up. Oops! Lockwood twists and turns on his heels as he kicks his belly.

“It's the first time I've ever used it on anyone. ”

Azin howls and rolls up his sleeve. Perfect timing. It's a great opportunity to experiment. A pale purple smoke bloomed around the azine. It started to run a mildew pore. Azin's black eyes glow red. In the past, he interrogated the wind using his own technique. That's what Ajin was trying to do.

“You said you were the Dark Wizard. Let's see how resistant you can be. ”

A murmur echoes through Lockwood's mind. In Lockwood's vision, Ajin's face crumbles and becomes a monster. Lockwood's mouth twitches and trembles. Izzie was being overwhelmed.

“Ugh... ugh...”

Lockwood twists and tries to escape somehow, but it is impossible for him, a low level black wizard, to escape the hallucinations of the hazy rain pores that have reached their peak. Shortly after, Lockwood coughs and loosens his pupils from his open mouth. Azin starts asking Lockwood, maintaining the anomaly.

Lockwood Beckhauer, 32 years old. I crossed the border half a year ago and settled in Massachusetts, avoiding the massive black wizard hunt in Gracia. Afterwards, I started working as an assistant at Senator Hehe's pharmacy, and began manufacturing medicine using black magic to make personal money.

Then Hao Mundo noticed that he had used magic in the gambling parlor, and began to distribute medicine even though it was a little earlier than he had planned. I was saving up like that.

Ajin touches his chin.

“Dark star.”

The Dark Star was also infiltrated Marzor. One day, Lockwood received a secret contact from them. And now Lockwood was also a member of the Dark Star, and Darkstar was also in contact with the Martha Nobleman to maintain a friendly relationship. That's why Lockwood mentioned a euphemism.

‘This is a surprise. ’

I didn't care about the euphoria. I didn't think it was that strong. But the aristocracy is working with the Dark Star? I mean, why is the darkest dark star in Gracia even here?

“Who is the head of the Black Wizard of Marcer? ”

Lockwood is unable to answer. Well, there's no way the end guy knows that. Ajin nods quietly.

“I can't let you live like this. ”

Ajin kicks his tongue and wags his hand. My head was blown open.