Dragon’s Legacy

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The man who was excited because the light only flashed once sat down again. However, I pay attention to the situation, not just the internet as before, because it was a suspicious behavior.

We also need to get rid of the reckless man's memory, but we don't know when the broker in front of us will wake up. The poem I was thinking about for a moment woke up on the spot.

“What the hell!”

When the poem suddenly arose, the downtrodden man suddenly stood up and shouted. I felt something unusual.

The poem that raised Margie, an energy source that could exert explosive power, rushed out in one fell swift motion like cats and wildlife.

“Huh?"

While the man was startled, the poem swooped in front of the man and immediately threw him to the ground, restraining his body from moving.

What happened in the blink of an eye!

Margie has pushed the limits of being human for 30 years. With 10 years, a single punch can kill an ordinary person. By the end of 30 years, it's easier to tie a downright man like this all at once than a three-year-old wrist brace.

“You, you, you bastard……. ”

The man struggled to escape, but the poem on the man's back was pressing down lightly, and he could not move at all like he was trapped on a huge rock.

The poem pressed the button against the man who dropped the memory wipe flash in his hand. When the light flashes, the man's face becomes dazed.

“Phew……. ”

The lightly sighed sigh came down from the man who fell on the floor and took the two National ID's in the broker's hand. With these two National IDs, Aru and Sutter can live as Koreans with confidence.

[Yoo-young mi] [groaning]

There was a photograph on the National ID of two women in high school that looked nothing like eggs and aru. Because we chose Seo as Seo's last name, we asked him to get one if possible, but fortunately, there was a National ID card with Seo's last name.

The poem sat on the couch to remove the broker's memory.

Looking at the broker, the field of view switches to memory editing mode as before.

[Remaining Time: 9 min 10 sec]

I didn't realize it was such a crazy time before, but the time left in the top right corner seemed to be a time for the man to regain his senses. Like an intermediate magical item, you were able to easily get rid of your memory by making it go away for 10 minutes.

The poem wipes out the memory of speaking with itself first, and the memory of coming and talking with you.

[Time Remaining: 7: 39]

This memory editing mode showed time in detail so that the situation could easily find and erase memories about itself. And the poem went to the fallen man, sat him down in the chair, and likewise erased all the memories of him coming.

But this alone made me feel something strange, so the poem pulled out the phone out of the broker's pocket. I was trying to clear my phone records, but I couldn't access my calls because I had a password.

“Hmm……. ”

The poet thought for a moment and put the phone in his pocket. And in case the related files were stored on the computer, I formatted them and searched the drawer for books, but I didn't see them. After roughly everything was done, the situation began to search the broker's memory again.

[Time Remaining: 4: 25]

I searched for almost a minute, but I couldn't figure out when I got my National ID card. At this point, even if the broker felt something was strange and wanted to find himself, it would be almost impossible, but nonetheless, I wanted to get the most out of the memory associated with this National ID to prevent any problems in the future.

[Time Left: 33 Seconds]

“Found it.”

I thought I wanted to erase the memory in detail, but I didn't have enough time to wipe out the memory in between. Although it seems that they have removed a considerable amount of memories, they are not harmful to the human body anyway, they are just a few of the memories of the past that disappear.

In addition to the most important memory, being a person means forgetting most of it, and this man is a broker doing illegal work. The process of obtaining a citizen's license illegally, not as a beautiful memory, did not give me any conscience at all.

When we finished roughly, the situation left the building as it was. I checked thoroughly from the moment I entered the office where I met the broker for cctv, but I didn't see it at all.

“Phew……. ”

The poet on his BMW M6, who left the building and set up on the nearby side of the road, sighed lightly. I've never done anything like this before, so my heart is pounding.

The poem finally grabbed the broker's phone out of his pocket and squeezed it with his hand. As the liquid crystals break at once, the phone turns to powder.

When he put the phone in the plastic bag that was completely destroyed, he thought again if he was okay with what he did.

I got rid of as much information as I could, but there might be traces of it somewhere. But it was as if there was no encounter between him and the broker now because he had completely wiped out the memory of the broker and the downed man and destroyed the cell phone he was in contact with. When you try to think and feel something strange, you don't have any memories, but you can't think of anything in analogy.

Moreover, even the series of processes that illegally obtained a National ID has been erased, so you don't even know that you have a National ID card.

“Phew……. Phew... ”

He took a light breath and calmed his chest. He took out two National ID's and confirmed them. Both addresses are in Seoul. Now, if we change this address and its name, Aru and Juran will only gain Korean citizenship.

When the throbbing heart calmed down, the poem drove the car home. It's strange to feel like it's the first time I've ever done something this legal in my life.

“Brother!"

Aru rushes into the house as usual, hugging himself and welcoming him. Smelling the fragrant aroma of Aru relaxes me a little.

“Hello?”

The egg lays the comic book next to the table and greets the poet.

“Yes. Do what I used to do. I'll do the computer. ”

“Yes, brother. ”

In the words of the poem, Aroo sat next to the spawn and read a comic book. But the cartoons they saw were a little different. The poem brought me dozens of kinds of comic books from the library of Quezron, where the eggs were looking at some serious stories from the Middle Ages, while Aru was usually interested in pure comic books that girls saw.

Aru also knew Korean culture clearly on TV or computer, and his taste was that way. It seemed to be fun to watch neat cartoons.

The town found a way to turn the computer on and rename it. However, it was stated that in order to make a change, the Family Court in charge of the address registered on the National ID had to apply for a permit.

In order to change the name and relocate the city's address, the age of two national IDs had not yet become adults. Thanks to you, this National ID has become totally useless.

“Kick……. ”

The poem is in trouble, and Aru giggles and watches the cartoon.

“Aruya, are you having fun? ”

“Yes, brother. It's so funny. The girl out here likes a boy, but he knows if the girl hates him.... ”

When the poem asks, Aru hesitates to tell the contents of the comic book.

“Fun, isn't it? ”

He asks with a look, "Isn't Aru really fun to tell the whole story?"

“That would be so much fun. Keep having fun, Aruya. ”

The poem gladly looked back at the old days and the widely changed aru.

“Yes, brother. ”

Aroo picks up the comic book again, giggling and smiling. It's gonna be so much fun.

“When are you going to start drawing? ”

“Huh?"

The poem gave me a curious look at the words of a sudden disturbance.

“This cartoon. I keep looking at it, and I really want to paint it. When are you going to start drawing? ”

“Well……. I've hired someone who knows a lot about cartoons, so let's meet this week and talk about what to do. ”

“I see. Oh, and I'll be out tomorrow, okay? ”

“Out? Where? ”

I was surprised by the words of the egg and asked.

“Just everywhere. I've never been out in the world before, and I'm starting to get to know a little bit about culture, so I'm going to go out and check it out myself. ”

“I don't mind going out, but come with me instead. ”

Although the spawning was a wizard of the Four Circles, the Pope never intended to spawn alone because he didn't know what would happen.

“Sure."

“Brother, I want to come with you. ”

“Yes. Let's all hang out tomorrow. ”

“Wow, you're the best! ”

Aru gets up from the couch and hands it to the poet. How much I like it, I can't get my smile off my face.

I still had to teach Eggs about this world. We can't keep her at home. Arujah was a slave, so sociality was too low, so I kept it in the house if I could, but I didn't have to worry about eggs at all.

The poem looked at the smiling aru and wondered where to go tomorrow.

I went to Quezron's castle this morning and brought a thermostable necklace to Aru. It wasn't a sapphire necklace like Yumi. It was a little diamond necklace.

“Brother, I have a necklace. ”

When the poet first met Aru, he said, holding up the emerald necklace that smelled so bad. It was Aru's Treasure No. 1.

“Use this today. It's hot when you put it on. ”

“Can I join you? ”

Aru cautiously asked the poet because he didn't want to take off the Emerald Necklace, which removes the stench.

“Put this on today and wear it back and forth. ”

“Yes, brother. ”

“I'll let you in. ”

The poet removed the emerald necklace and hung the diamond necklace around Aru's neck. The necklace you gave me is so precious. Secretly moved.

“When you're ready, let's go. ”

An egg in a dress from the poem said.

When he left the house, the poem put on panties and brassieres and gave him a dress that was not heavily exposed. I didn't want to show the other guys the inside of an egg. Nevertheless, in the summer, the dress was a little short, revealing the slippery legs of the egg and the white and fine shoulders.

Even if I saw the naked body of an egg several times, I can get an erection with that pretty look, but I don't have to see any commotion when I go outside.

“Yes. Let's get out. ”

“Yes!”

I left the officetel with Aru who answered vigorously and went to the parking lot. The egg came out for the first time and looked around in curious eyes and asked the poet carefully what it was and what it was made for. It is definitely different from the Aru I was just coming with.

“Oh, so this is the car. ”

She said, riding on a BMW M6. Aru sat next to the poem, so the eggs sat in the back seat. Even though it was a coupe, the backseat was not too narrow, the egg still took off its comfortable heel and took over the back seat as it lay pronounced. I see a white thigh with a slight lift in the dress.

“Then let's go. ”

The poem drove his car to Busan. I was going to show Yi Wang Su-ran the big city of the Narrow Brigade.

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