Desire

I sent a message to Poison, the faction's doorman, informing them that for the time being, there will be a missing person. Likewise, I told the players of the Blood Dragon Clan to hide their appearance for a while. The urgent fire was extinguished with this. Ajin swallows his breath and corrects his posture.

The wound inflicted by Thousand Horses is still not fully healed. This deep internal injury, even with its own resilience, made me realize how strong it was. Azin closes his eyes and goes into a weather breakfast. Every time I moved my inner air, I felt bitter pain. It's because of the blood clot and the damage. It was the first time I had this deep internal injury while playing this game. I twisted and bruised the bleeding while gradually moving the internal air. If you turn the air inside out too much, the blood will spurt out. It is caught on a coin mouth. Due to the suggestion of the black snow scent, Azin was devoted to treating internal injuries as best he could.

‘.. it's too much. ’

But the internal affairs did not return to an end. Ajin kicked his tongue and moved his inner air. It was that moment.

[If you have airborne more than this, you may get a coin mouth. You have 90% chance of losing half of your airborne. 10% chance of healing internal injuries. Do you want to continue?]

I heard a message from the system. Ajin stops his weather breakfast while he swallows his breath. It's too big a gamble for a 10% chance. Half inside. Ajin's tasted better. Should we stop thinking about treating her right now? Azin opened his eyes and looked at the scent of Raw Snow, looking at the law of defense.

“Internal injuries don't work very well. ”

“The Mainlander can't help it. ”

Raw snow shook my head.

“If I touch it and it gets worse, that's the problem. Why don't you go to the senator? ”

Asin nodded his head with a taste of raw snow again. He staggers and rises to his feet. I felt a little uncomfortable moving my body. Strange sensations that twist your insides every time you walk. The internal air didn't move well either. 30% remaining internal air transfer available. Azin frowns.

“Senator... Senator. ”

Azin mutters, touching his chin. I don't know any senators. I mean, I've never been sick since I became this body. Besides, this neighborhood is a novice. I've been down Mount Qingzhou, but I'm not sure what's around here.

‘I can't help it. ’

Azin opens a message window. I was going to send a message to the Blood Dragon crew on the wall. He sent a message to his four trillion elders, Archers. Go to Chanhyeong-lu and meet Yuan Yuan and ask if you know of any excellent senators on the side of the fence. And the rumor is, have you ever seen a generation of masters before? It's okay to tell them that the bloodmaster sent you, but tell them to keep their whereabouts a secret for now. I immediately replied back. He sighs and scratches his head.

“... is healing magic impossible? ”

“I can't use healing magic. ”

Persian replies. She shrugs, looking at him with a fat face.

“The source of my magic is blood magic. It's a kind of dark magic that uses its own blood as a crane. Whereas healing magic is white magic. I can't use it. As far as I'm concerned, I can't be a vampire. I didn't learn.”

In Persian's reply, he kicks his tongue as if it were a pity. I wondered if I could fix it with healing magic. The villages of Azin, Raw Snow and Persian inhabitants were the villagers beneath Mount Chungcheong. An abandoned place where no one lives. Was it an abandoned place, or was it the thousand horses and the thousand horsemen? Maybe he's running from them.

‘I'm not touching anything but the gate. ’

This is how I felt when I came here. The villages that were on their way to Cheongseong were still inhabited. Thousands of horses and bridges were just picking out the Moorish Gates and exterminating them. The rest of the civilians are not to be touched. Is it to prevent the Imperial Army of Jinsun from interfering? No involvement in the affairs of the Moorish. Likewise, we do not engage in coffins' work. The irrefutable rate was controlled by the system in this world. Raiding and killing civilians breaks the rules. Then the Imperial Army of Jinsun will step up.

‘Are you afraid... or are you just letting it go? ’

Wouldn't it be better to bring in the Imperial Army? It was an idea I had at the moment. No, I can't. And it was immediately denied. There is no guarantee that we can bring the Imperial Army in and capture the Heavenly Horses, but if we do so, we must continue to accept the Imperial Army's interference. Even if you don't get interference, it costs a lot to move the Imperial Army. Money, whatever.

“Insatiable.”

It was only a short time after the message came to Archer. It is the place of the Southern Palace Sega and the Amifa just above the Feast. The blind line. Ajin touches his chin. He was recently named a prominent senator in Cheongcheon. Since the place with the hearing was almost at the end of the feast, it would only take two days to cross to Cheongcheon. Ajin sweeps his chest, frowning.

“Are you in a lot of pain? ”

Raw Snow asked, “Yes.” Ajin grunts and replies. Soon, he vomited black dead blood. It seemed to ease the pain a little, but it was also brief. My heart became heavy as I felt sick again. Azin sighs and shakes his head.

“.. I have to go to Cheongcheon. I need to see the senator, blind or otherwise. ”

“Which way is the cheek? ”

Raw snow bites. Azin tilts his head for a moment. “.. northeast of here.” At the words of Azin, the smell of Raw Snow nods its head, pointing its foot under its chin.

“Stay inside. ”

“.. Yes? ”

“Stay inside. The Mainlander will make the move. It'll be quicker that way. ”

In the words of Raw Snow, he blinks and looks at her. “Can I help you with this?” In Azin's question, the black snow scent grumbles, pouting at your lips.

“There's nothing wrong with that. The reason she can't help you in the first place is to keep her pride and other hiddenpieces out of the way. ”

Since the smell of Raw Snow said that, there was no reason to refuse as an azin. “Then, please.” Azin bows his head. He asks Persian to step into the shadow of Raw Snow. As Azin and Persian fade into the shadows, the scent of Raw Snow takes a deep breath and turns.

So, shall we run? That's what Raw Snow thought. She bent her knees. Cough. The muscles tense up, and the ground splits apart. The dense internal air gathered on the soles of the feet. Kuoooo! Raw snow footing hits the ground. She's shot across the air in an instant.

It's moving fast, but the shadows are comfortable. Ajin continues to try to repair internal injuries as he sits on the crowbar, but he is often interrupted by notifications from the system ringing.

[If you have airborne more than this, you may get a coin mouth. 89.9% chance of losing half of your internal air. 10% chance of healing internal injuries. Do you want to continue?]

[If you have airborne more than this, you may get a coin mouth. 89.8% chance of losing half of your internal air. 10% chance of healing internal injuries. Do you want to continue?]

“Oh, fuck. ”

Ajin couldn't bear it and uttered a curse. No matter how much I moved the air, there was a 0.1% decrease in the probability. Azin gives up completely and rises to his feet. He takes a deep breath and raises his inner air. I felt frustrated by the slow lifting of the inner air. I opened the Thousand Matrimony Ceiling. You see the power that makes you feel even less pitiful. We need to repair the internal injuries. Ajin gritted his teeth. If I had known this, I would have died once. No, if I die now, I can get rid of my internal injuries. I wouldn't rather die with a four-hour penalty...

“Impossible.”

Azin looks back at the surprised face. The smiling smile was close. Acacia. Ajin stares at Acacia dazed. Persian finds the shape of Persian. She sits on the ground helplessly.

“The internal injuries inflicted by Thousand Horses are a kind of curse concept. I can't get rid of it by dying. ”

I read minds. More blood rushes to my head than stories about him.

“What the hell...! ”

“Shh, don't worry. I just let him sleep for a little while. ”

Acacia raises her hand to suppress Azin's fury. Ajin sighs and stares at Acacia, and she looks at it with a funny look.

“I've never seen you so excited. I don't think I've ever had that much excitement in my arms. ”

Acacia laughed and said. It was also painful for me to be embarrassed by the outburst of anger that I did not know myself. He stares at Acacia without answering. Acacia smiles as she looks at Persian sitting near her feet.

“Did this vampire turn you? Or the smell of raw snow running outside? Well, it doesn't matter. All I need is for you to do your job properly. ”

Acacia smiles softly, saying. In the beginning, the relationship was like that. Ajin, as the proxy for Acacia, should enable her to win the game. In return, Acacia grants Azin's wish when she becomes a god. Ajin stares at Acacia and spits out.

“What brings you here? ”

“Have you thought about your wishes? ”

Instead of answering Azin's questions, Acacia asked something else. Ajin waves his head slowly without looking at Acacia. “Not yet.” Acacia chuckles in Azin's reply. She squeezes her arms and tugs at her chest.

“Is it too early? ”

“There are only so many wishes, I can hardly say one. ”

Ajin spits it out like that and gives a blatantly uncomfortable look. Looking at it, Acacia chuckles. She sweeps across her body.

“That's a deep cut, isn't it? ”

“Will you help me? ”

Azin asks, "Acacia shakes her head slowly." “I can't help you directly.” Obviously, that's what Gladiolus said. Do not interfere with the work of a surrogate.

But indirect help is possible. Ajin has not noticed, but Acacia has been helping him in many ways. When Azin got ahold of the blood, Azin thought the conjurer intended to act on the bloodstream or hematopathology, but it was an intervention by Acacia. It was also because of Acacia's interference that the courtship was powerlessly deprived of Azin's full power.

“But I can help indirectly. ”

I tried to tell him, but Acacia stopped. In the end, it is Ajin who does the work. Acacia is just preparing the stage for him.

“How did you feel when you met Thousand Horses? ”

Acacia smiles. In that question, Azin clammed his lips and stared at Acacia. Acacia smiles low, looking at him.

“You can imagine that, right? The thousand horses are strangely strong. ”

“I felt that growth was out of control. ”

Acacia nods.

“Yes, it is. That's what 1,000 horses are. Trials needed by advanced users. ”

“.. trials? ”

Ajin bites back. Acacia opens her hands.

“Yes, it is. Each faction has its own trials. Bridge on the line. And there was supposed to be an undead army that used to lead the Queen of the Black Forest in Gracia... but the dark star at Harvest is taking over. There are no special trials in Siolence.

Acacia's words have stopped.

“Do you know anything about Siolence? ”

“A little.”

“Siolence is a strict class society. It's the ranking of superpowers that defines the highs of that rank. The lower rank rolls like a thousand, and the higher rank of esper like a nobleman. You can think of it as Cast. The structure itself is a big challenge for the players there. Siolence is obstructive. ”

Acacia shrugs.

“In other words, Thousands of Horses must be strong in order to exist as a test for players. ”

“.. why are you telling me this? ”

Azin looks at Acacia and asks. Acacia chuckles.

“I'm just trying to keep you from getting desperate. ”

Acacia is so frustrated that she approaches him.

“God doesn't give you an insurmountable ordeal. The Demon King wasn't here when he arrived... and the Emperor and Bridge now pronounced it because they decided that the advanced players were ready to face the Demon King. ”

“But...”

“Find the Moors and the Twins. ”

Acacia whispers. Azin's eyes are wide open. Before he asked about him, Acacia disappeared.