Devil's Music

Over the Nigril cliff, there are many angels watching as they sing. Between them were Mali and Nathaniel. Mali looks at the matter and says,

“She smells of demons. But not bad. It doesn't smell evil. ”

Nathaniel also said without taking his eyes off the case.

“That's right, Michael's worth watching. Maybe he'll be the first devil to become an angel. ”

Nathaniel looks at the matter for a long time and turns his head to the angel standing behind him.

“What are the barn lords and Pymon doing? ”

The angel standing behind you, slightly lowering his head.

“Just stand still, the first position. ”

Nathaniel nods and looks back at the case.

“Good. Report anything special right away. I will protect him until he leaves this land. ”

The angel in question asked with surprised eyes.

“Yes? You mean Nathaniel himself? Is it not enough for you to command your children? ”

Nathaniel shakes his head and says nicely.

“No, I don't know what the human world will be like if something happens to that child. It's a pot. It's a pot. As soon as you experience the Fury of Gamagin, all of you here will die. Including me, of course. I'm not just holding back because I don't have the strength, I'm holding back because of him. ”

Mali looks at Nathaniel and asks.

“Is the demon Gamagin that scary? ”

After Nathaniel cleaned up Marley, he lost the ceremony. I felt relieved in Nathaniel's eyes to see her singing from afar.

“We don't smile face to face. 30,000 angels lost their lives at the hands of Gamagin at Armageddon. Killing 30,000 Crusaders alone is called a gammagine. Michael told me that such a pot was deceived by Lucifer, but I won't forget it. His cruel appearance at the time. ”

Nathaniel slowly turns back and looks back at the angels under his command, focusing on his words.

“So I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'm going to lose you here. So do your best to protect the child. To protect the children you love. ”

The angels fold their waist as one. Nathaniel smiled beautifully at the appearance of such angels.

“Mali, no, Seia. You should leave, too. ”

Mali, called Seia, smiles slowly and disappears.

* *

Gun stopped singing after it got very dark. The streetlights around the Nigril cliff were lit, but there were some places where the unusual streetlights could not illuminate the area and could not see right in front of their feet. The gun took a careful step to get to the taxi for tourists and catch the taxi.

When I arrived at the hotel, I tried to get into the lobby, feeling thirsty and looking for a convenience store. Luckily, there was a convenience store in plain sight, and the crossing of the street opened the door of the convenience store and entered.

“Welcome!”

A black woman in her twenties who looked like an attendant welcomed him with a bright smile.

“Yes, hello. Good evening.”

He smiled at the employee and pulled some water from the refrigerator and put it on the counter. The woman calculates the items on the case and puts them in an envelope.

“Jamaica needs to watch out for motorcycles, sir. Be careful when you cross the street. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“Yes, Bolt, the face of Jamaica, was in a motorcycle accident not too long ago. ”

“Oh really? I have to be careful. Thank you. ”

The case came out of the convenience store, thanking the friendly staff. Jamaica's evening felt a little desolate. I crossed the road with the envelope in my hand to make sure there were no cars running on the road. When I arrived in front of the hotel, I was relieved, and as soon as I put the heavy envelope on the ground, the phone rang.

‘Dr. Dre’

When I saw Dre's liquid crystal floating in his name, I smiled and answered the phone.

“Hello, Dre? ”

“Oh, yeah, Kay. How was your trip to Jamaica? ”

“Oh, I love it. People are like angels. ”

“Yes, but last time NAS came, he boasted that Jamaica is heaven. ”

“Really? NASS has been to Jamaica? ”

“Well, I did a collaboration album with his third son, Damien Mali. I took a music video in Trench Town. ”

“Bob Mali's third son? Maybe he plays music, too. ”

“Haha, you too. Three of Bob Marley's sons are musicians. ”

“Wow, did you have three sons? ”

“He has eleven children, haha. He died at the age of thirty-seven, and you have so many children. You're good at it. ”

“Huh · · That's a lot. ”

“Haha, right? Oh, no. Call me when you get back to the States. Snoop is making a huge fuss to get you back. ”

“Oh, yeah, is that... another drink? ”

“Haha, maybe? ”

“Oh · · Yes · · ·”

“Hahaha, don't be afraid and come at ease. ”

“Haha, oh, okay, Dre. ”

When he hung up his phone, he insisted he would never contact me, he put his phone in his pocket and went into the hotel with the envelope that he had left. I fell asleep because I digested a weary schedule for a moderate tour.

The next morning, I got up as early as I could the next morning and went out to the front of the hotel to fix the morning. Jamaican mornings have been dusty, driven trucks and plenty of motorcycles.

“Cough, cough. Oh, that was too much. ”

A lot of frowns covered my mouth with my hands. That's when the truck passes by the side of the gun, and a black smoke gusts out from the exhaust pipe of the old truck. Surrounded by choking smoke, he cleared the smoke while stroking his elongated hands.

“Ahhh! What the hell! ”

A motorcycle appeared in front of the case that I could barely clear the smoke and clear my sight with my hands in the air. The scene flowed like slow video. The motorcycle driver looked surprised to see each other's eyes. A motorcycle running at a terrifying speed, about three steps ahead of it, slipped and fell while holding the brake, leaving a skid mark behind. The falling motorcycle has slipped towards the case without overcoming the laws of inertia.

The gun jumps from its seat instantly and dodges the motorcycle, but the side mirrors stumble and stop falling.

“Ow!”

When the gun fell on the floor and saw a slight scratch on the elbow, the motorcycle driver suddenly got up and ran.

“Hey! Are you okay? ”

The driver, who appeared to be in his early twenties, fell on the ground and looked at him with anxious eyes. Waving his hand as if the gun was fine, the slightly relieved driver said.

“Phew, you shouldn't be in the middle of the road. It was dangerous.”

The case was inevitable, but he apologized, scratching his head to see if he thought it was his fault in the middle of the road.

“Oh, I'm sorry. As the truck passed by, it emitted an exhaust gas...”

The driver shakes his head and pulls the motorcycle over. The tendon looks at the slightly bloodied elbow, makes a tear, then swings its happy arm and heads to the restaurant. I was looking at the back of the gun disappearing on the roof, and a cold sweat dripped from Nathaniel's forehead.

"If it had been hard, it would have been the end of mankind!" ’

Nathaniel relieves himself of the matter, but soon, he hardens his face to see the angel flying towards him. The angel flew in and cried out to Nathaniel.

“Nathaniel! Gamagin and Pymon are causing chaos! ”

“What? Did you make a mistake? ”

“I-I don't know. Suddenly, he's trying to tear the protective shield, saying he's having trouble with his child's body. ”

“Oh, shit! You follow him! I'll go myself! ”

Nathaniel spreads his wings and flies up into the sky. When Nathaniel arrived at the cemetery in a flash, he shouted in the shield and saw a gammagine that appeared to have lost his mind and a python just before throwing a mass of black and round shapes on both hands. He forgot to fold his wings and shouted, descending to the ground.

“Wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Marquis!”

When Gamagin sees Nathaniel, he gets angrier and yells.

“You! Nathaniel! You broke your promise! ”

Nathaniel said urgently without even the thumb to wipe his cold sweaty forehead.

“Oh, no. Your Highness, there is no problem with the child's identity! ”

As Pymon throws a chunk of black air into the shield, a massive wave sounds as if the shield is torn apart. When the angels who were watching him were greatly astonished and saw the rolling shield, Pymon cries out.

“This is a shield! I'll tear you to shreds! ”

Nathaniel rolls his feet in the cave with his hands raised as if to calm down.

“No! No! It's just that he fell a little! ”

He opens his eyes wide and screams.

“What? Fall? How!! How hurt you are! ”

Pymon rushes in, his fist waving like a mad shield in front of Nathaniel.

“Speak up! How hurt are you?”

Nathaniel raised his thumb and thumb in a cold sweat.

“Like yo-yo? ”

The pot and the pymon lose their horses momentarily. Pymon, who was measuring the length of his fingers that Nathaniel was holding for a long time, coughed.

“Uh-huh, that, huh? ”

Nathaniel said, stealing cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

“I really do. It's just a little fall. There was no problem. I was protecting it myself. ”

When Pymon looked at Nathaniel and looked back at him, he noticed that he was looking at the distant sky and smoking away. Pymon sighs and tells Nathaniel.

“If he gets hurt again, as much as I do, I won't stand for it. Do you understand?”

Nathaniel looks at Gamagin and replies to Pymon.

“Yes, I will protect it myself. So please stop. Kids are scared. ”

Just then, Pymon saw the angels trembling with each other from afar, clearing his throat and returning to his side of the hut. Pymon sighs as he closes his eyes and looks at the fork in his arms, already in the same position as before. Pymon, standing next to you in the same pose, says in a bad way.

“Why should I be ashamed? ”

The blindfolded kiln's eyes trembled, but he finally stopped answering. Pymon closes his eyes as he looks at his mouth, waiting for an answer. I could feel Natael's gaze staring at them with those ridiculous eyes, but they decided to pretend not to know the end.

< 127Th: Part 5 in Jamaica. > End

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