Desire

The air is heavy.

Four young athletes felt it. I don't know what the weight is in the air that I breathe out all the time, just this moment. Your breathing is heavy. The oldest kindergarten barely clenches its fists. My hands were sweaty. The kindergarten swallowed hard breaths.

“... I...”

“Enough.”

Ajin says, he's not so neat in his seat. One knee was comfortable and the other leg extended long. His hand across the knee was too light to be the swordsman of the bloodthirsty bloodthirsty, the largest group in this giant mosque, and too young to be the golden man.

“I know who you are without introducing you. Amusement Park. Young Master Yoon is a disciple of Yu Yu Yu Sword Ship, and the Star Tiger is Ungi Dragon. How well did you learn how to use a Meteor Blade?” “... there's no reason to tell...”

The kindergarten is blurry. It is only the teacher who speaks about the rank of the Unsullied. Azin laughed low after hearing the words from the kindergarten.

“That's a ridiculous answer. If you've mastered the art of euthanasia, do you think you can buy one of my collars? ”

The kindergarten was silent because it was insubordinate. Azin's gaze shifts sideways.

“Wish for a Volcano New Dragon. A disciple of the Blooming Sword Blue Master. A decade ago, he was called a new dragon because he knew the essence of Plum Sword... Am I right?” “... Yes.” “It doesn't look like much. ”

The shoulders of the petition trembled at the words of Ajin. This time, Azin's eyes turned to the Sugar Yuan.

“Black Lynn Sugar Monument. He's the son of the Monkey King's Draw. I didn't want to eavesdrop, but I heard you outside because you were so loud. You don't think the bloodthirsty have taken over?” “... vast forest. ”

He barely caught his eye to the gaze of Azin who was staring at him. In response, he laughed low. He moved his gaze towards Moyong without saying anything more.

“With Woo Yong-a from Hwao, Korea. She was the daughter of a butcher's sword. She was called one of the woodland folk. That was years ago, too. Since I had just come to the temple and heard about it, I had a reputation as a Muslim. It's certainly as beautiful as a flower. It's beautiful.”

It was a sarcastic horse. He blushed his face and lowered his gaze. The sarcophagus, who was clamping his lips, opened his mouth.

“... are you trying to insult us?” “I just said I was impressed. And I was being considerate. I think you want to know who you are. You don't have to tell me. I know exactly who you are. Do you know who I am?” “... hematoma. The Blood Beast." “Is that all?” “... What do you mean? ”

The petition stared at Azin. I felt anxiety and fear, and doubt and hatred mixed into my gaze. Azin chuckles and shakes his hand. A cup of tea rises up and is placed in front of Azin.

“Cheongha, the flowering sword. He was a clever man.No public works, but he was okay. ”

The shoulders of the petition trembled. Blood feet stand on the pupils looking at him. The breathing became rough. Azin pours a teapot into his cup.

“I killed him.”

“Yuck!”

The petition was clenched. He grabs the sword next to him, reflexively, and the circus freaks out and grabs the shoulder of the petition. Ajin looked at the amusement park.

“Young-soo Yoon Sword. I asked you a question. How many stars do you know about the Meteor Blade? He said it didn't matter if I was trained in polarity. If you learn how to use a saber, you won't be able to cut one of my collars. Do you know how I knew him? I know that the Jupiter didn't cut one of my collars. ”

The shoulders of the preschool trembled. The tribal leaders and Sega's housewives had a meeting in Shaolin, and they never returned. Hardly any of the bodies were found.

Who broke into Shaolin and killed them? I couldn't find a clear pleural effusion. It's just a guess. Beyond the walls of Shaolin, the leader of the sect and the slayer of Sega's housewives. Those who killed all of them and did not cause a great commotion. There was only one master with that skill in the current Moorish.

Hematoma azine.

“Razor Blade Recruitment. Stubborn, proud old man. That's it. There was no black swing and he was scared. I killed him, but it wasn't that fun.” “... Ah...”

I closed my mouth with my hand.

“The same is true of the Poison King's Draw. I used to do a lot of tricks like that. Sprinkle poison. Throw memorize. Did you say the climax of the Party Memorial Porcelain was ten thousand coins? Not very impressive I haven't touched a collar of my clothing, like the meteor sword.” “This...! ”

The circus stood up on its feet. Azin did not look up at the Sugar Monument. I just looked down at my cup of tea.

There was no evidence, just symptoms. But now, in front of the children of the deceased and the disciples of the elders, Blood Horse, the beast of bloodline, is admitting that he killed them himself.

“Sit down.”

Azin raises his cup in his hand and says, The oil park did not sit down. He stares at him with a furious, crooked face. I can see your fingertips shaking and shaking. You want to get your memory out and throw it right now. Or release the poison? It didn't matter either way. You can't hurt him in any way.

“Sit down.”

Again, Ajin said. The oil park did not sit down. I didn't want to sit down.

“Do I have to look up at you? ”

Azin asks. He still doesn't look up. I was shaking my shoulder while looking down at the pain.

“Do you have to look down on me? ”

The body of the sugar ape began to tremble. The air gets heavier. It gets colder. Something was happening around Azin.

“Should I make you look down and make you look up at me? ”

The ceremony sat down. My back was damp with sweat. If he had survived any longer, he would have died. The Sugar Yuan was sure of him. He clenches his fist while trying to hide his tremor.

“... What the... what are you trying to say...!? ”

The kindergarten howls. At this point, Azin tilts his head and looks at the kindergarten.

“I don't really have anything to say. I'm just letting you know I think you should know. I killed your master and father. Don't you think you would, too? You don't have any proof, but you knew I killed them, by the way. Don't you think?”

You're right, I already knew that.

“I asked. Do you know me? You answered, Hematomas, bloodthirsty. Yeah, that's usually true. But in your case, isn't there one more? Enemies. I am your enemy. I killed your father. I killed your master. The enemy of the crippled.”

Azin laughs low. He takes the teacup to his lips. After drinking a cup of tea, put down the cup of tea, and Azin stretches his arms out as if to see.

“Nevertheless, we sit face to face. You don't get a good look at me. They don't attack me even though they know I'm the enemy and they hate me. Fear is greater than hatred. Why? Because you're weak. I'm strong, that's all.” “... insult us..." “Repel the insult if you know it. ”

The mouth of the circus was closed.

“The insult continued. But you're just standing there in front of an insult. Your life is at stake? What a fine gesture. I don't intend to kill you if you don't rebel and keep your mouths shut. The Bloodstream is held for the unity of the sect and Safa. ”

Ajin slowly rises to his feet. My shoulders tremble with my head down. I can barely feel the pressure.

“I hope this will give us a chance to settle our grudges neatly and be friendly with each other. I'm not going to finish the whole wave, either. If you stay calm... I'll let you have the vein. ”

I didn't beg for my life. But I felt welcomed. None of the four looked into Azin's eyes and did not open their mouths first. Azin, who stood up, looked down at the four of you with his back.

“Do you know the name of the king? ”

Suddenly, Azin asked. The plea shook my head. Azin raises his hand as he looks down at the petition. As the hand wrapped around his face goes down, his face changes.

“Ah…”

The mouths of the petition were wide open. Azin's face turned into the face of the king. When I saw him, the body of the petition trembled. Azin turns his head, smiling bloody.

“Rest in peace. Speak to the acolyte if you need anything. Since you're a guest from a long way away, I'll let you have no trouble staying here. ”

The visit was opened and closed again. The petition that was still wide open was closed again. The other three looked at the plea of trembling like an aspen.

“Tongue... sir. What the hell was that?” “... Fooled you. Yeah, I've been fooled ever since. ”

I muttered with a stunned face. Meet on Rubella Street. The commotion there. I've been fooled ever since. The plea smiled in vain.

“... overwhelming. ”

The sarcophagus mutters. He shakes his head, staring at the closed door. Overwhelming. Others could understand what the preschool was saying.

There was nothing I could do. He didn't show me anything. I was just saying. It didn't explode into the air. The turbulence shown was surprising, but it could be done by any one of the four.

But there was nothing I could do. I heard what Ajin said. Master, I knew you were my father's enemy. And yet... there was nothing I could do. I wanted to rush in and kill him. I couldn't. Sugar oil field stood up, and Ajin told him to sit down. I tried to pull out the memory and throw it.

I couldn't.

“A monster.”

The Sugar Monument mutters. He's still frozen in terror. If it had been a few seconds later to sit down, he would have died. For a few seconds on his feet, the Sugar Ape faced death.

“... what are you going to do? ”

I lifted my head with the sniffing hairpin. She looks back at the oldest kindergarten.

“... what? ”

“He's my father's enemy. And he's the enemy of the South Gate.” “Are you trying to get revenge? ”

The kindergarten smiled. It was a resigned smile.

“It's just a dog's death. ”

He raises his head as he says so. My legs didn't fit well. The kindergarten staggers toward the window. There was a wide view under the window.

“... he was... a hematologist. First in line, master of this great bloodline. Haven't you all seen it? How big are these bloodthirsty savages and how many unmanned people are here? As soon as the plasma gives the order... the weak wave will be completely severed.” “But...!” “I know he's the enemy. Because I heard it from him.... don't you think I'm angry? ”

The kindergarten spit it out like that and looked back at the hairdresser.

“Because you can't, you can't. ”

The kindergarten closed its eyes.

“... at least the crest of the doorway. ”