Desire

“Do you want to die..?! ”

Garcia's body flutters and trembles. Don't listen to this insult! She stares at the scent of raw snow with lively eyes. With that fierce look, the smell of raw snow only made me smile. However, it did not slow the guard down. I was prepared enough to fight against the smell of Raw Snow. The blazing self-defense torch envelops her thickly.

I've never fought a dragon. The only dragon she knew was Vasrodel, and Vasrodel was only a sex dragon. But Gargarcia is an ancient dragon. Of course, Gargasia will outperform Vasrodel.

However, I did not feel that I would lose. The scent of Raw Snow rises more vigorously and takes a step forward. Phew. Surprised, Gargasia casts her spell immediately. Magic was achieved without honor. Instant magic is a power only dragons possess. A dragon called the Magic Manipulation can unfold any kind of magic forever.

Pufferfeng! Dozens of fireballs are shot at the Black Snow. I already prepared it, so I immediately dealt with the smell of Raw Snow. Papad! The smell of Raw Snow has hit the ground. Her body turns blurry as she reaches for her feet and splits into dozens. Surprised Gargasia shakes her hand. Dozens of fireballs, controlled by her, splinter into dozens of Raw Snow scents.

Boom, boom, boom, boom! The scent of Raw Snow envelops your face with both arms and protrudes through the flames. Gargasia grits her teeth and casts her spell again. However, it is slow. None of the sudden magic that spreads can shoot off the Black Snow scent. Not more serious. The smell of Raw Snow was not confident in reproducing his speed.

At least not consistently. Just as the twins taught Azin, their end led to some realization of the Black Snow scent. Her fast-paced vision is fixed, and she stares at Garcia. The smell of Raw Snow clenched his fist.

You can't blow a thousand strikes. I can't get serious speed. But for a moment, she could surpass them both. Like when you pierced the Heart Blade of the Unsullied.

A mortal blow. The Raw Snow's feet hit the ground. Kuang! The ground splashes up, smashing. And one more step, the black snow scent thought of punching Garcia in the face. Before your extended foot touches the ground.

Her fist flies towards Garcia's face. It's inevitable. Usually would But Gargarcia is an ancient dragon. As she sees her fist approaching, she thinks of all sorts of ways to reach it. But slower. No way is slower than a fist approaching.

Then slow down time. Time slows down in conjunction with Garcia's winds. Time management magic cannot be easily unfolded, no matter how big a dragon it is. You only need a few seconds to slow it down. It cannot be unfolded in a row. That's enough. For a few seconds, Garcia's fist slows down, and the defensive spell is absolute. The transparent shield covers her body. That's it. This absolute defensive magic distorts space to protect the caster from any impact. Any kind of attack...

“Past values.”

Kuaaang! A fist flew in with a fresh-smelling frenzy. Gargasia's body rolls over the ground with a seemingly fleeting shock. Shields are down. How? Gargasia desperately finds an answer in the shock of shattering the entire body.

The answer was simple: fists flew through distorted space itself. Of course, the impact was significantly reduced in the process. If it had been the first attack, even a dragon would have died. The scent of Raw Snow glanced at Garcia while bluffing his fists. She has progressed even more since she defeated the nonconfrontation. At that time, my body was going to be crushed with a speed of more than a heart sword, but not anymore. Of course, you can't continue to use it. Just for a second, I just get the speed. But he was enough.

“Cool off in your head and take your babies. ”

The smell of Raw Snow frowns and spits out like that. Gargasia is furious as she groans on the ground. “Haha!” She raises her head as she shouts. Gargasia runs to him, casting a healing spell on his body trembling with pain.

The condition of the oil field was miserable. You completely shattered your arms and sides. The thin breath on my pale face seemed to end even now. Gargasia sits next to him, making a tear. It's not too late. Gargasia thought so, and cast a healing spell on his body.

“You okay?"

A black snow scent came over me as I leaned over Garcia like that. She reaches out for azin, who sits on the ground. Ajin grins bitterly and holds the hand of the black snow scent.

“Shouldn't you have intervened? ”

“If they hadn't stepped up, I would have stayed put. ”

Raw snow scent replied in a blunt tone. “Is your disciple getting slammed around?” Azin keeps asking, and the face of Raw Snow rises brighter. She squeezes her lips and squeezes his hand. A tightly gripped hand makes his hands tremble.

“More... more and I'll kill you." ”

“Yes, yes. I understand.”

When Azin smiled bitterly, the smell of black snow tingled his lips and let go of his hand. Azin rubs his hands on the black snow scent and looks at Gargasia and the oil field. Thanks to Garcia's healing magic, the look on his face is returning.

“Hmm. ”

The woken up oil fall woke me up. He grips the injured side with his hand and lets out a sore groan. Although the wound healed, it seems that the pain did not completely disappear. Azin opens his mouth toward the sagging fall.

“Last.”

I was surprised at the flaw that fell on Ajin's words and looked at him. Honestly, I couldn't understand the oil prices. Before you get yourself killed. Attack poured out by Ajin. It was beyond the imagination of the oil field.

‘Body discomfort. ’

That's what oil prices thought. Previous azine did not reach the rate that the oil fall missed. He didn't even make an attack that he couldn't get. Were you hiding your powers? No, in that short moment, something in Azin changed.

“That's what the two masters left behind. You don't know. A shaman you haven't trained to the end. ”

His words made his face numb. He has not fully mastered the art of quadruplessness. On the run, the remaining masons were filled with the experience of Yoo Ga Ha individuals and the work they had learned elsewhere. I never felt inadequate about it. He earned the reputation of being an unfamiliar teenage master of the underworld, even though he was unfamiliar with the work of a duo. Here in the Bully Saal Desert, he gained the reputation of a dragon with the endowment of Dungeon Master Legnome and Podallaq Palace.

It's smashed.

“... so devastating. ”

He lowers his head and mutters. Azin said he had learned lessons from the twins for less than half a year. He had only learned about that period of time, but he had learned that the oil field had been destroyed by the oil field for decades. The name "Yoo Ga Ha" reminds me of what Ajin said. I just ran away. I couldn't deny it. He just ran away. An ignorant young man in the mountains died on the run, carrying a pair of bastards.

“.. will you kill me? ”

Yuagaha asks. Gargasia looks at the Yuagaha in surprise. However, he ignored Garcia's gaze and only saw pain with a grave face.

“I betrayed you and ran away. I can't be your death sentence or anything like that, just like you two didn't acknowledge me as your disciples. I'm a traitor, a fugitive after all. So you, as their disciple, are going to kill me? ”

“Do you want to die? ”

Azin asks. He laughs a low, oily smile at the question. “Hard to say.” He mutters like that and then stumbles up.

“.. how can I live with dishonor after hearing this insult? ”

I don't mean to say, "I'll make it up to you alive. ”

Ajin kicked his tongue small. I nodded at the oil quote.

“There is nothing to atone for. ”

“I didn't hear them tell me to kill you. ”

His eyes trembled.

“So I won't kill you. You live whatever you want. I've destroyed your filthy mason. I have nothing more to see from you. ”

I sighed a low sigh, which fell to Azin's words. Azin glances at the oily field with his head bowed. I thought I didn't have to kill you. I don't want to kill Garcia for nothing. Rather, it would be better to keep him alive.

‘I don't know if you think it's a debt. ’

What if he thinks it's his debt? A debt for saving your life. Or the guilt of a dead twin. Either way. If he thinks he owes you this, bow your head. Azin has nothing to lose. If you can use a coriander as much as oil, it is rather profitable. What if the twins told me about the baby shower? If I told him to kill him, he would have killed Yugaha.

But the twins didn't talk about him.

“.. where are you going? ”

“Gracia. Hizen Territory. ”

Ajin replies. He nods quietly and looks at Garcia. “Gargasia.” He calls out to her. Gargasia looks at the oil hyacinth, surprised by the blemish.

“.. take them out of the desert. ”

“But, my dear...”

“I'm the one who committed the crime. ”

Yoo Ga-hwa said with a painful face. Gargasia nods her head as if she had no choice. Azin stared at the oil field like that. I waved my head slowly, which fell into azin's eyes.

“... you said you met a cow. ”

Yuagaha asks, "He nods quietly." He hesitated for a moment and asked again.

“... is he doing well? ”

“It's called the Blind Line. ”

Azin replies. Gargasia is approaching. He sighed loudly and nodded his head when he heard Ajin's answer.

“... blind line. I see.”

He didn't talk anymore. It was a complicated feeling. I wonder what it must feel like for him who didn't kill himself. There was something certain. I felt guilty for the traitors. And I was appalled by the work they had done. I barely opened my mouth.

“.. one day, I'll find you. ”

“I have no reason to see you. ”

“.. you said you had no reason to risk my life, but not to me. Someday... I will repay this debt to you. ”

Azin looked at the oil field without a word. I didn't really answer. Silence is enough. Garcia reaches for Azin. Azin stares at Garcia's outstretched hands and says,

“I don't like space travel. ”

“What? You think I'd do a cowardly trick? ”

Garcia spits it out. “Is there a law against that? I even ambushed him.” In Azin's words, Gargasia trembles, shaking in anger and insult. He sighed and said to Garcia,

“Gargasia.”

“I, the Black Dragon, will not harm this mortal in any way with the magic of space travel. ”

Gargarcia spits it out with an unwelcome face. It was the covenant. Only after Garcia had done so, did Ajin hold her hand. Gargasia kicks her tongue and looks at the black snowflake and Persian flavor that hold azin's other hand.

“Tsk. ”

Garcia's magic unfolds with the sound of her tongue kicking.

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