Desire

“Isn't that a little provocative? ”

A voice comes out of the shadows. It was the voice of bloodline, the master of the Zero Blood Swordsman. The bloodshed springs out of the shadow and looks at Ajin's back.

“I was hoping I'd twist it once I stepped on it... but it's too crowded. ”

Azin murmured as he walked down the hall. Blood young tilts his head, following behind him.

“Did you mean something? ”

“If I know I'm the enemy and insist on pushing, I'll have a reason too. The youngsters came forward and killed me.” “... Already been trampled on by the specimens. I really need to step on it again...” “You know. He's being trampled, but he's breathing.” If so, why not just kill him without cause? "Even if the oath kills those children and the tide revolts. Can the current sect dare harm the Lord and the blood oath?” “Yes. In fact, even if I try to kill them all, wipe out their frequencies, invade the Imperial Palace and rip the Emperor's throat out. No one can stop me now in the Moors. ”

It was the truth. He stopped and looked out the window. A location overlooking the sight of a giant bloodline. The bloodthirsty blindness of Moorish power is in his eyes.

“But I'm not doing it. Why do you think that is?” “... I don't know what foolishness is.” “It's a simple reason. That would be too easy. It's no fun.”

Ajin laughs and giggles because his spit was funny.

“It took years to build this much power. I rolled this force in my own way and trampled those who opposed me. In the process, I always had my reasons. When I killed the old men... I disciplined them for their sneaking around and plotting. Even when he killed the crests and executives of the emerging safaris. I dared to stay under the shadow of the bloodline, punishing them for their sins of taking their own inheritance. ”

I don't think justification is important. But as I've done so far, I'm just going to do it again.

“No one will punish me if I don't make excuses. But I've been trying to get a reason. That's why I intend to keep it that way. Unless something special happens, I'm going to act on the cause. At least when you're a bloodthirsty bastard. That's what makes me the bloodthirsty one. ”

In Azin's words, blood reflection was still incomprehensible. Ajin did not want to understand blood.

It's because of the tragedy.

It is because of the advice of the twins that you stopped performing at the Abbey and returned to Bloodshed. Advice that sometimes it might be better to carry something.

For Azin, it was bloodthirsty. Azin was a man, he wanted to be unmanned, and he was also a blood oath. For Ajin, being a bloodthirsty blind and acting as a bloodthirsty blind were the pathways that drove him to practice.

Getting an excuse was also one way to push yourself. Ultimate is the study of the mind. It is first to establish yourself completely, and first to believe in yourself.

It did not work well at the Plaza. I was always distracted, and I made my own progress, but I couldn't get enough of myself.

But in blood blindness, even if Azin doesn't believe in himself, there are many who believe and receive him around him. So is Moon Gyeong-hee, the general's swordsman. The entire bloodline, the strongest of the Muslims, knows and believes in Azin as an oath.

‘I don't know if this is the right answer. ’

Azin looks out the window and thinks. If you study the mind, you will have a mind. There is still no certainty that this is the right answer.

But at least, I was less distracted than when I was in the abbey. It was because I had more to do and care about than just wielding my mind.

*

Two days after the Apostle of the Red March arrived. Imperial envoys have arrived. The news that the envoy passed through the Wall Gate immediately passed to Azin.

I couldn't wait for them to come as a bloodthirsty beast this day. The Emperor did not come, but the Emperor did. Princess Jinhee, the emperor's third daughter. A potentialist with a major majority of black geography to deal with the imperial court's dirty work has been attached to Jinhee's escort.

‘I've never seen a Jinsun Emperor before. ’

The maid dressed him. It was a gorgeous outfit with gold thread on the red base. An outfit that shows you. I didn't like it or feel comfortable, but I had to settle for this uncomfortable ceremony until the princess came in person.

“Should I bow my head? ”

Ajin asked Mun Kyung-hee who was standing next to him. At that question, Mun Gyeong-hee smiled and saw Ajin.

“If you have to duck, would you duck?” “As long as it's worth it.” “The Jinsen aristocrat is coming directly. I have to bow my head. Even if she is a princess irrelevant of the throne, the royal family is royal.” What if I don't bow my head? ”It will depend on how Princess Jinhee takes it. If Princess Jinhee accepts his insult, the guards guarding her will try to cut the head of the oath.” “I'm not going to bow my head. ”

Azin said as he looked at the tightly closed gates of the bloodline.

“Even if the emperor comes in person, I won't bow my head. I'm not a worthy opponent.” Are you going to ignore the emperor's authority? ”This is my kingdom. ”

Azin says he turns his head and looks back. You can see the tall Bloody Blind building. All the Bloodthirsty Bladers were out to greet the Imperial envoy.

“And I am the king here. Should I bow my head to them?” “Suit yourself. ”

Mungyeonghee sighed deeply and shrugged his shoulders.

“As long as I tell you, you'll do whatever you want, right?” “You know him well. ”

Ajin smiled and said, Mungyeong-hee glanced as if he knew it would be so.

The gate is open.

Well-trained fine horses dragged the fancy wagon. Armored horses walk around the wagon, and the wagons are escorted by unarmed men in heavy armor. It looks like a "cavalry," not a Muslim.

‘They're the vanguard. ’

They had dull armor all over their bodies, not fit for escorting the princess. Ajin stands in the back and sees wagons and cavalry approaching. Every time the horse walks forward, there is a hissing sound. 300. Azin's eyes narrow. The number of vanguard escorts to the princess.

The coming of the three hundred cavalry and three hundred troops gave a heavy sense of intimidation itself.

Every time the streets narrow, the bloodthirsty Bladers standing behind Azin make a loud noise. The Emperor's procession. We should kneel and honor the Emperor's name as soon as we see them. However, since the oath on the front has done nothing, even the Bloodthirsty Bladers are hesitant about what to do.

“Hawk, Lord. ”

Jegal Yoo-yeon, who was standing behind, approached Ajin. There was a little embarrassment on Lee Gal Yeon's face.

“The Bladers are confused.” If you want to kneel, let him kneel. ”

Azin says so, staring at the approaching wagon and cavalry. He's still straightening his waist, holding his back. In the end, none of the bloodthirsty Bladers fell to their knees first.

Thanks to this, the envoys from the other clans in Bloodshed are embarrassed. Especially the four who were representatives of the fallen old file room knelt down on their knees. Along with them, the squatters of the Old Gate clan kneel in a squat.

And so were the other factions. Eventually, the waves kneel down, and the safaris hold their ground without kneeling. The emerging safaris, who were disciplined by Ajin, survived without kneeling down, looking at the sight of the bloodthirsty.

And the wagon stopped. It was just a few steps away from Ajin. The cavalry cavalry adjoining the wagon emits a powerful glare from inside the helmet. Ajin still carries his backpack and takes away their glare.

“... don't bloodthirsty lords know any manners towards royalty?” One of the mounted men standing by the wagon asked. He pulls out the spear that was hanging on the horse's side as if to see. Kuang! The spear taps the floor lightly.

“What courtesy? ”

Azin asks. The horse narrows its eyes. He raises his spear high. As a signal, all three hundred of the battalion cavalry pull out their spears. Kuang! Three hundred spears slam the floor. The ground shook like an earthquake.

“In front of you is the imperial guard, Princess Jinhee, the third daughter of the emperor. But why don't bloodthirsty lords kneel?” “This is bloodthirsty, not advanced, and I am bloodthirsty. Why should I kneel before you?” “Even the bloodthirsty are in the right place. How can they not know respect for the royal family? Don't you know your actions are treason against the Jinsun Imperial Court?” Your actions are an insult and a betrayal to me, a bloodthirsty brute. Do you believe in just 300 numbers and feel overwhelmed? ”“... You speak too much, bloodthirsty beast. It's making things difficult, complicated and messy. Do you believe in the number of bloodthirsty savages and safaris who do not kneel? ”

Caedchuk. The inside of the helmet rings teeth. Kuang! The spear lowers the ground again.

“In front of you is Princess Jinhee, the Imperial Guard of Jinsun Palace! Are bloodthirsty people rebelling against the Jinjin Imperial Court? As long as blood blindness is the most advanced of all, how can it be compared to the imperial house that rules all of Jinsun? ”

In the midst of the work, a massive surge of energy swept through the pain. Kuaa! Moon Kyung-hee screams for a short time after the dust blows. However, Azin's broad clothes, which were standing beside him, did not flutter a bit.

“Stop it. ”

A voice comes from inside the wagon. The man staring at Ajin flinches and turns to the side of the wagon. The carriage's door is slowly opening.

“Princess, don't come out yet. Those rude bastards are not ready to get to know the princess.” “We're the ones who came as envoys. ”

The wagon's door is completely open. Azin narrows his eyes and looks at the woman getting out of the wagon. The guards by the wagon were there to help her get off the wagon in a hurry.

“You're a bloodthirsty beast. ”

The woman standing under the escort of former members of the horse asked. Jinhee, the third daughter of Emperor Jinjin. You've heard all the stories out there, but you can't find anything unpleasant about the stories in her face.

‘This image is different from what I expected. ’

Jinhee was an admirable beauty. But for her, her authority as a royal was not as great as what Azin expected. Jinhee said without blaming him for not kneeling.

“I don't want to stand and talk.” “I'll show you. ”

With Jinhee like that, Azin no longer stimulated her and the electric guard. He turns around and wriggles. Jinheea smiled and followed behind him.

The electric guard escorts Jinhee with a loud screech.