Desire

The line is wide.

Although it was originally a huge empire, the influx of players has resulted in billions of people living in the developed world. Finding one person in this huge piece of land is never easy. Even if every troop releases and chases the line like this, we don't know how long it will take.

I knew it well, but he couldn't stand it. In fact, I'm not worried that there will be a big problem with Camilla's well-being. Camilla is not weak. As Hermione said, Camila graduated first in her class at the Academy. A genius who's never been founded again. Camilla's level of magic with such a modifier is already at the level of the Grand Wizard.

It's not just magic. While Camila was on the move, she taught Camila a variety of shamanism with azin and black snow scents. Camila, who was born as a saint, was very talented. No, actually it's because before Camilla was a saint, Camilla's body belonged to Devello.

Devello is a genius who even Noya recognized. Asin and Raw Snow taught Camila, and she admired Camila's genius many times. Camila's body also contains Adim. If things get worse, Adim will be strong in Camila's body. Strength pours the power of Adim into Camila's body. There is no danger to Camilla's well-being.

I knew and couldn't stand it. There's a precedent. Ajin recalled what happened four years ago. When Camilla was abducted and threatened to die. No, Camilla actually died once.

‘I know it's overprotective. ’

However, it is the hearts of parents to worry about their daughters even if they are overprotective. Ajin chewed his lower lip and looked at the window. You wanted to surprise me? This is pointless. If I'd have come back with a teleport gate, I wouldn't have any problem.

“Your Majesty.”

You hear an urgent voice outside the door. Azin frowns and looks at the closed door. The door was wide open without touching. The acolyte, kneeling outside the door, suddenly looked a little surprised at the open door, but he quickly frowned at Azin.

“At Martha's Teleport Gate, Princess Mama's appearance was confirmed. Was it” “? ”

Azin's eyebrows twitched. Maybe it's in the past. Azin reaches out to the acolyte in a loud pace.

“Tell me more. ”

“... at the Teleport Gate in one of Marcer's cities, the princess horse appeared to want to use the Teleport Gate.” “So?” “It's... it's not approved for teleporting, refusing to use the Teleport Gate and kicking it out...” “When was that?” Two, two hours ago. ”“ What's the story on the city walls? ”“ There's no word yet from them. ”

In saying this, he quickly organized his thoughts. Every city in Jinsun will identify the target as they enter and exit the gates. Even senior officials and stateless masters cannot resist the principle. Likewise, the Wall's managers and guards must adhere to its principles.

It was established by Azin being the emperor of Zin and carrying out it first, and by punishing those who did not listen without forgiveness. Originally, it was necessary for the public to gain public opinion as azin, who was not connected to the blood of the Zion Desert. To do that was a fair order without discrimination, and a definite security establishment.

Originally, the empire called Jinsun was not so good at security, thanks to its close contact with the Moorish. The coffin is not involved in the work of the Moorish. It was for a ridiculous reason. Moon tribes and unmanned people only have decent names, but ultimately only gangsters with weapons. At least not for the powerless.

I got rid of that nonsense. It was possible because Azin was the emperor of the advanced empire and the strongest master in all of the gold. Since the Emperor himself has the power to annihilate the Empire army if he is mistaken, no one disobeyed Azin's orders.

Executed hundreds of people by example. Corrupt officials cut their heads without mercy, and the local parakeets, who wielded their swords for no reason, executed hundreds of thousands. There were more supporters of the unforgivable treatment of sin than those who condemned the cruelty of the emperor.

So, Azin was called a member of the Royal Family.

‘I spent years making the people mine. I killed and replaced all the corrupt. Of course, there could be rats, birds, bribes, corrupt bastards left. However, there can't be a loose end to working at the walls at this time. ’

I didn't doubt that he believed in him. Teleport Gates and Wall Guards. I took the initiative to ensure clear control, rather than to maintain security.

‘There was no story in the walls, but Camilla is still in the city. ’

Ajin opened his eyes that were closing.

“I'm going directly to the city. ”

The Emperor moves.

*

Tac. Camila lowers her cup of water and stares at Devello sitting across from her. Devello barely touches the food on the table. I just had to eat a few meats. Camila frowns and asks.

“Are you taking care of yourself? ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“It's the only food I've ever had, and I've barely eaten it.” “I'm not hungry. ”

Devello is a player. Of course, just because a player doesn't mean he doesn't eat food. If you don't eat food for a long time, a fasting penalty will be applied to reduce your health and limit your avatar's stats.

But it's not as much about food as NPC. Nevertheless, most players simply eat food to enjoy it. The taste of food is no different from reality or games, and in games, eating as much food as you want does not gain the weight of reality.

It had nothing to do with Devello. In the beginning, she didn't enjoy eating much in real life, even more so in the game. I don't have to eat it because I don't have to. You only need to have a minimum of meals to avoid a fasting penalty.

“I've ordered up to your share, why don't you eat it?” “You said no appetite.... and I never said I would eat it.” “You can't just order my share when you're in the restaurant.” “You just ordered what you wanted. ”

With Devello's words, Camila clammed her lips. Of course, he never seemed to get along.

Camilla and Devello were currently in a restaurant in the city. Even the wagons had food for traveling, but I wanted to eat more homemade food than that. Now that Teleport Gate is unavailable, Camila is half desperate.

So, I decided to enjoy the journey. This restaurant is recommended for urban residents. Clearly, the taste of cooking was great enough to call it a tasty restaurant.

“But there is something called goodwill. ”

“Do I have to force you to eat? ”

“Don't eat it. I'm gonna ask you to wrap it up. I'll eat it when I'm hungry in the wagon. ”

Camila grunts and puts down her chopsticks. I've eaten Gracian food for several years, and it's been a long time since I've eaten anything authentic. When I think about it, since I'm originally from Gratia, the food in the genuine diet should be unfamiliar, but Camila was the opposite. For her, progress was her hometown.

‘Well, technically, I've lived in Gracia longer than I have. ’

Camilla lived on the front lines for less than a few years. But I miss it. Come to think of it... the second mother was not very good at cooking. My first mother was a good cook. Camila smiles greedily, thinking of her two mothers.

“... why are you smiling? ”

“It reminds me of my family. ”

Camila said with a big smile. Seeing that look, Devello pauses. That smile. It's the smile Devello cares about. Devello can't smile like that. A person with the same face as me makes a face I can't make. That's the first reason Devello was interested in Camila.

“Family. Remind me? Miss me?"

“... what, that speech? ”

“Do you miss your family? ”

“Of course I do. ”

Camila replies with a look of nonsense.

“We're going back because we want to see it.... Well, I'll see you in a week. ”

If only we had access to the Teleport Gate, we would have made it to the cliff by now. Camila was filled with regret and satisfied.

“I want to hear about your family. ”

“... I already told you, what more do you want to hear?” “Two mothers.” Devello opens his mouth.

“And I have a father.... it's a little hard for me to make sense of this relationship. Normal family means one mother, one father.” “We're not an ordinary family. I wouldn't have inherited the blood of my father or mother right now. It's adopted, adopted.” “That's why it's even harder to convince. Daughter who is not even connected. One father, two mothers.... such a family, how does it form?” “What a strange thing to say.” “I can't think of any other words. Is your father a cheater?” “No. ”

In Devello's words, Camila considers and denies him.

“My father is not an adulterer. So, um... Too... popular...? ”

In saying so, Camilla had to feel complicated about the meaning of what she said as herself.

“Anyway, I'm not having an affair. The mothers are with him as mothers. We make sense of each other... sometimes, we're jealous of each other. My family is happy without any problems.” “I don't understand.” I don't need your understanding. because I, the daughter, am convinced of the relationship between the father and the mother. And I'm so happy to be with them. ”

Camilla lets out a ballman. Devello smiles low. With a smile on his face, Devello's face does not smile. Camila frowns, looking at Devello.

“Why are you smiling? ”

“You. Their adopted daughter. ”

“Yes, I'm adopted. ”

“You've been separated from his family for four years.” “Yes.” For those four years. What if there was a real child among them? ”

Devello stops laughing. The expression on Devello's face that he asked was not the same as usual, but his eyes looked colder than usual. Camila frowns at Devello's question.

“Maybe. Four years. It's been a long time.... You said you were close. Without you, there could be a real child born among them.” “... Well... maybe.” “Maybe your place is gone? ”

Devello leans his head to the side and asks. Hearing that, Camila's expression hardens.

“You, the adopted daughter, and the child born among them.... what do you think is more valuable?” “I... don't know. ”

Camila takes a deep breath and answers. Of course I wanted to, but Camila didn't.

“Four years, well... maybe my brother was really born. Well, what does it matter? What do you mean, my seat's gone?” “You really don't know? ”

Devello asks again. That's a nasty question. What's the point of asking that question? Camila raises a cup of water with a small kick to her tongue.

“I don't know.”

“You're not the one who got hit. ”

“I hit him. ”

It wasn't Camilla who answered Devello's question. Camila looks at the direction of her flawed voice.

I wonder where they came from. And Devello, Camilla. I couldn't read the reading.

Azin stands nearby.