Desire

“You've changed a lot. ”

The black snow murmurs. The seemingly limp eyes, standing behind you, turn to the black snow. Two of the five gods were dead, and the rest were standing in the snowless snow groves looking up at the sky.

“You've changed quite a bit. ”

He replied with a expressionless expression. The look of the Raw Snow fell slightly down. She was feeling complicated. Unsurprisingly and unsurprisingly. When I first saw it as a Hidden Piece, the unsurprisingly and unsurprisingly flavored taste was similar.

And it was a time when nonintrusion had learned the Heart Blade, and the smell of Raw Snow had shredded the Heart Blade, and the smell of Raw Blood had once again preceded it.

Now? The scent of Raw Snow chewed through my lower lip. She also did not stay still. Raw snow scent was unmanned and felt good. Not in the line, not in Gracia. He never hesitates to train.

However, no matter how hard you train, it is not easy for an unmanned person who is already close to the apex to break through the wall and move into a new world. In fact, it smelled like raw snow. She's stronger than ever.

It wasn't more than dull.

It was the difference between being enthusiastic. I had no choice but to guess what time I spent in the monastery, but I could hardly imagine what nonintrusion did in the monastery. I'd swing my sword like crazy. Throw away the pride that called itself the Sword. Throw away the arrogance.

What about me?

Hiddenpiece's disciple finally surpasses Hiddenpiece. It's inevitable. They are players, and the system is calibrated. Given enough time, the player will eventually surpass the Hidden Piece.

But the difference between Hidden Piece and Hidden Piece... is that in the end, my training in Black Snow was less than fearsome. The scent of Raw Snow chewed my lips well.

Difference between the passionate. Raw Snow was more passionate about his relationship with Azin than with the Unsullied. I was passionate about my life as a woman who was not an unmanned woman, and I felt more joy than an unmanned woman. Especially with Camilla as his adopted daughter.

“What are you thinking? ”

Asin bites behind the scent of Raw Snow. The scent of Raw Snow was flawed and I looked back at the pain. Raw snow saw azin, and Camila and Persik standing beside azin. The hesitant scent of Raw Snow muttered with a sigh.

“It's just, I'm kind of pathetic. ”

“Pathetic? What? ”

I did not answer the smell of Raw Snow. In the end, it was about myself. It was her life that was enthusiastic and enjoyable. I could not bear children or die, but I liked the taste of raw snow as a woman.

More than life as an unmanned man. He smiled as he looked at the black snowflake on his back. I became a boring woman. He looked up at the sky thinking that way.

There was a huge scholarship coming down. The wings of the school did not slow down, not even in the cold snow of the snow, nor in the snow that was scattered. He threw up a little cry and lowered his body.

“.. Noya won't like it.” “Noya I know would be delighted. ”

Muffled by the muttering of Jinyang. He climbed on the back of the school and looked at the others.

“It's inevitable that Noya will be angry. Noya will punish herself.” “Oars?” Azin asked. I smiled at the question and looked at Ajin.

“The fresh sky of the clover. ”

He did not say anything more. The school spread its wings and flew high.

*

White Mountain Sawbone. Legend has it that fresh meat lives in the mountains. The academy that burned the azin passed through the white mountain sauce, and even after that, it flew a little bit further through the big clouds.

When I came out through the clouds, a completely different landscape unfolded. Drifting mountains. A big waterfall. A clear stream. Trees were hanging all over the place with different kinds of fruits, and small houses were forming a village.

“.. and you two? ”

Azin looked down at the scent of such a monastery and asked.

“It's been a while since we left the Abbey, so we don't know what all the excitement and seriousness is going to be. And before you go looking for them. You need to meet Noya first." “To meet?” “I don't know about that. Won't Noya take care of herself? ”

I laughed and laughed. In a smile, the school began to fall. The place where the school stood was in the garden of a spacious mansion. The garden was a place where weeds were spread out.

“Get inside. ”

Mujin-seop from school said.

“Noya knows everything, all you have to do is meet Noya.” “What else do you know about everything? ‘“ Noya's eyes and ears are watching the whole monastery. Who's new to the monastery, that sort of thing. ”“.. who the hell is Noya? Be careful what you say. ”

Maragata spits. He squeezes his eyes and stares at Azin.

“It's also a piece of advice for you. As long as you are in the Abbey, don't call Noya low.” “Noya's pretty good, huh? ”

Maragata grits her teeth with a rattling horse. I grabbed Maragata's wrist with a low smile.

“There's nothing you're excited about.” “But that boy, Noya..." “What he's going to do after all. ”

Jinyang mutters. In the end, Maragata shuts her lips without speaking any more. Azin narrowed his eyes when he saw the attitudes of such freshmen.

Noah, I don't know his name. They simply called him Noya, and when they spoke of him, the gods greatly humbled themselves. I don't know, but it seemed to be true that the word "fresh" called Noya was the sky with a clover's scent.

“... let's go in. ”

Azin glances at the scent of Raw Snow, Camila and Persian. There may be a fight. The scent of Raw Snow gives Camila a slight nod.

“Be careful.”

The black snow scent goes into the shadow of Azin. Persian also gave Azin a worried look, and Camila revealed anxiety. Alone, Ajin swallows his breath and approaches the closed door of the mansion.

Before Azin opened the door, the door opened itself. The long corridor was clean and quiet. There was no dust on the ground, and there was no odor that bothered me.

You walk down the hallway. A creaking tree claims someone is walking down the hallway. Noya. The name of the monastery freshmen in awe. The monastery-scented sky, which Mujin Seop mentioned.

The scent of a monastery is, let's say, a dark forest of the genuine. A dungeon that players cannot attack. But this is an important point for the player.

The Queen of the Black Forest is a monster that cannot be attacked. However, the leaders of the Black Forest can be ambushed, and if you defeat them, you will be rewarded accordingly.

The reward definitely strengthens the player. A toast to face the Demon King who is coming in a few years.

The same is true of the scent of the Monastery. For advanced players performing the work, the scent of the Monastery is the same as that of an atomized mower. Freshness at the pinnacle of nothing a few hundred years ago. They're learning the cutting edge that's not on the line right now, and if they're close to it, they can learn to do it without doing it.

‘And the role of controlling the freshness is to paddle. ’

Just like the Queen. She was a force to control the undead in the Black Forest, where it was impossible to attack. Neither is Noya. The existence of controlling monastery freshness. If so, it may be equal to the Queen.

The hallway ends. A man sits in the middle of an empty room. He crosses his chin with his hands and sees pain, and Azin takes a big breath in front of him. His eyes were dull black. The dark circles were thick under the eyes, and the tousled hair was an unmanaged mess.

“.. or a paddle? ”

Asin asked me first. Noya was an unsuitable young woman named Noya. Asin didn't have much questions about it. It was because no one looked the same age even though the fresh scent of the monastery Azin had met immediately.

“You must be sick. ”

The man mutters, his eyebrows furrowing as he looks at the man seated.

“Do you know me? ”

“I know. You got approval from Verdinger, right? ”

The man's spit changed his face. I know. Azin looks at the man with a stiff face, and he smiles low, gazed at him like that.

“But I'm a little curious. Compared to Devello and the rest of the humans, you seem pretty strong... but you don't seem to be able to hold Verdinger down. Who are you?” “No. ”

Noya wakes up. Ajin takes a step back without even knowing it. Noya's erection was enormous enough to atrophy the azine.

“Or primitive. ”

That's how Noya introduced herself and laughed. Azin was more curious about how Noya knew herself than what Noya was. Having Azin's gaze, Noya opens her mouth with a big smile.

“It's not that great. I manage the same monastery as this route, but I can't do anything about it myself.” “What does that mean?” “The same as Verdinger. ”

In his conversation with Noya, Azin felt something petrified. He seemed to be aware that he was an accessory to the control of the system.

“You're quick to notice. ”

And Noya whistled. At that, his eyes opened wide. Noya read Azin's mind. Azin's golden eyes flashed. It was to read Noya's mind.

“I can't read it. ”

Noya said with her backpack. A golden eye. Mind reading, the power of this eye, does not work. Noya's mind was covered with a cloudy fog, and Azin did not peer into his heart.

“.. obey me. ”

Azin spits it out. It was an absolute command, a special ability in the title of a traitor, but when he hears it, Noya yawns as if to open her mouth wide. Azin's face distorted.

“The ability of titles is only the force of the system. Anything beyond that won't work. Basically, the difference between being in the system and not being in the system. ”

Noya hums.

“The player is the representative of the presence that does not belong to the system. And so is the Queen of the Black Forest, Berger Selgerounia. Verdinger is technically a failure of Gladiolus. It's too strong. It's out of control. So am I.”

I was frightened at Azin's face. Noya mentioned Gladiolus and the players and the system.

“Who the hell are you? ”

Azin asked in a hurry. He smiled deeply at Noya's face.

“I, too, am a failure of Gladiolus. More specifically, a failure worse than Verdinger. ”

The queen is a controller, but in the end, she had no knowledge of the existence of Gladiolus, the players and the system.

“I am a creature, a adviser, an equal, enlightened being. ”

Noya grins as she reaches for Azin.

“Nice to meet you. That's you, right? Rank # 1 in this game. ”

Aware of the NPC, NPC greets Azin.