Hermit Wizard

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Ramomings, whose identification number starts at 29, were gathered in the village square. They cast their uneasy eyes toward the sky beyond the horizon.

It was only a few minutes ago that I discovered the great creature that flew towards the town, the dragon. Normally, a dragon that flew at a fast pace before the inhabitants knew it, covers the sky and gives them a sentence. Because dragons fly so fast, they often reach them before they even notice their approach.

But today was different. The dragon flying on the back of the sun looked like a small black dot on a yellow light source. The stain was of the same size as it had been for a long time. It means it's flying at a very slow rate. And the fact that the airspeed was so slow that it didn't have the strength to be so clumsy or the wings were uncomfortable.

The rammings gathered in the square whispered to each other in horror and despair.

“How badly did that dragon get hurt? ”

“Ah, please. ”

Among them, a young Ramming, nicknamed ‘Agile Feather’, prayed in his heart. I earnestly beg for the injuries that I can handle at the expense of the Rammings on the list.

It was a rare thing, but during the time of war with the Demons, the dragon was so badly wounded that it was often necessary to consume even Ramming who was not on the list. After noticing that Ramming was the dragon's means of recovery, the Demons deliberately targeted Ramming Village and carried out a massacre.

It was when the roster lost its meaning.

It took a long time for the dwindling population of peoples to rebuild as it is now, after such a nightmare.

‘No, that's not going to happen. The Rammings on the list will be enough to be sacrificed. Please!’

I couldn't help but curse myself. That was how the rammings lived and died. Lamming wished the young man a restless look at the sky.

He was only 21 years old and did not live half his average life.

Agile feathers, I wanted to live a little longer.

‘I don't want to be chewed alive by a dragon and torn to death! ’

I live as a dragon slave, but like most ramming, I didn't know any other way of life in the first place. Living as a slave did not eliminate the obsession with life. It was one of my natural instincts as a creature.

When life went by, he recalled the story his father had told.

‘This is just one of the many lives we have to go through. We live in Ramming now, but let's pray that the next life will be a better one. ’

The father of the Agile Feather, who said that, died at a young age before being named on the list.

The town was selected by the need for solvents, and no grain was produced that the rammings were self-sufficient. Trade with other Ramming villages was therefore essential.

His father went to another village to buy food, and he was eaten by the beasts of the plains. No matter how regenerative Ramming was, essential organs, including the brain, were damaged and could not be recovered after being eaten.

Woong Seong-sung!

Agile feathers awaken from deep contemplation when the villagers hear the sound of whispering in fear. The dragon's appearance in the sky widened with ease. In the meantime, I've made quite an approach.

“Oh, my God, what the hell is going on!? ”

One frightened ramming shouts like a scream. The agile feathers that looked at the sky also doubted their own eyes.

I will not deny it. However, the celestial planes, which could identify themselves more closely, had a form that no ramming in the world had ever imagined.

“73871! You must have good eyes because you're young. Please tell me. Is what I see really real? ”

An old ramming standing by asked the agile feather in a trembling voice. It was an old man who had a name on the list to remember.

“The dragon grabs another dragon and flies with its two feet. It's like hunting for prey and carrying it. ”

I don't think I'm going to eat dragons. This is a scene to help injured dragons.

He now realizes the seriousness of the injury, and his voice is in despair, knowing that the Dragon's help will be done through Ramming's sacrifice.

“By the way, that dragon's condition is · · ·. ”

Old Ramming cried.

“Is that what I see? Is it true that the dragon's limbs and wings were ripped off? ”

When the figure was revealed, the rammings were all confused and screamed. But none of them dared to flee. We all knew the function of a metal necklace hanging from the neck. The old man who talked to the Agile Feather eventually drenched his pants. No matter how many times he is recorded on the list, it will be difficult to avoid death today.

But that fate seemed the same to the rest of the Rammings. Someone murmured.

“To recover from my injuries, to regenerate my amputated body, how many of my people have fallen! ”

And reached the promised time. The dragon that was flying reached the top of the destination. And something huge came down from the sky, like a lid covering the sky. The other dragon's giant that he was carrying was placed on the ground.

The method was quite harsh.

Kukung!

“Arghhhhhhhhhh!”

The solvent that fell on the ground made a tremendous noise because of the pain. The town vibrates like a small earthquake when a giant hits the ground. The rammings that stood on the rocking ground were unbalanced and shaken. The knee released in despair was easily broken.

Now the majority of the rammings were not even in their rightful place. All the inhabitants were terrified when they saw the body of the dragon that had been cut off, except the neck and trunk. They quickly noticed the identity of the injured dragon. You don't have to be mistaken. The Red Scale Nodragon that the villagers have seen more often than any dragon...

Well, he was a solvent.

An old ramming approaches and opens his mouth in a trembling voice.

“Yo-Yo-Yong-jae. How could you do this? ”

Even in the painful process, the solvent sent a sharp glance to Ramming. Old Ramming, who realized his mistake, fell down on his feet instead of attempting to have further conversations. There is no daily need for the patient to explain the cause of the injury to the treatment agent.

The solvent was put in the mind of the rammings.

Sacrifice!

The old rammings said with a desperate expression. Somehow it was a distressing attempt to avoid the promised disaster.

“If so, I will dedicate them in rows in the order of the list! ”

No, I'm not.

The resolute intentions of the solvent led old Ramming's attempts back to the bullets.

You don't need to line up the list in this situation right now.

While flying, the solvent made a decision. It is a group of handy slaves, like their own, but not more important than the real hands on their bodies. Once you have recovered, you can negotiate with other dragons to rebuild the 'blessing’.

The Red Nodragon spits out the idea of majesty.

All Ramming in this town, step forward. Whether you're young or old, regenerated or fine, dedicate all of you!

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Aggressive feathers stare at the slaughter theater in front of them with their eyes out of focus.

Although he made a declaration to dedicate all of Ramming, the first to stand in front of him were the residents who were named on the list. Those who were too old, too often seriously injured and regenerated, offered their bodies in front of the dragon, praying that the unnamed rammings on the list would survive as much as possible so that the situation could end on their own lines.

Kwachok! Tooth profit!

Ugh! Profit! Quajic!

The solvent without the forefoot to tear by grasping the ramming was used to chew the blue-haired beast with its long neck and applied to the body. Ramomings lined up along the list were all consumed quickly.

Next, it was Ramming's turn to be young and healthy, who was not on the list. The severely wounded solvent was already consuming ramming as it came close. The extent to which the arms and legs fell off could not be sustained until the rammings were repaired and the brain and vital organs were completely crushed.

The recovery of the dragon required especially cerebrospinal fluid. When Ramming's cerebrospinal fluid is mixed with blood, flesh, and juice emanating from other organs, it only restores the dragon's body. It was the result of sophisticated refurbishment by the leading solvents.

“Can you help me? ”

The dragon looked up and asked the young dragon for help. Russetaiga, who carried the body of the solvent to the nearest Ramming shaft, felt annoyed.

He grumbles in a dry voice.

“Do I have to listen to this?”

But first, let the solvent return to normal. Lusset Aiga, who was looking down, frowned a little, then mobilized a little magic to sweep the town.

Yi Yi Yi Yi!

“Argh!”

“Arghhhh!”

The wind of the massacre did not cover men and women. An invisible magical force pierced the town and tore Ramming's flesh.

The river of flesh and blood was sprinkled on the body of the solvent, following the guidance of Lusset's magic power. Originally, the body of the solvent with the red scale was being applied with countless layers of darker bloody stains.

Agile feathers tremble with a locked voice.

“No, no, no! ”

The head of the whole clan is ripped off and rolled at his feet. It was a mixture of dirt and blood on the ground, bundled with dark green and black mid-light. Seeing the shape of a knot with long blue hair, the agile feather realized that it belonged to the Lamming virgin who gave it to him under identification number 2999113.

"Giving you a heart"? Was it that close? ’

My memory was dull in fear. I didn't try, but the memory naturally followed my thoughts. I tried to slow it down, but I remembered for sure.

Yes, I've been in the woods, avoiding the eyes of the villagers. How many times have I mixed myself with her? Young rammings used to immerse themselves in the castle to relieve the frustration and anger of living as livestock.

"Ah, right. People called him the Dawn Star. Yeah, my shy smiling star. ’

The well-groomed hair that flowed was her pride. Lying side by side on the corrosive soil of the jungle smelling of cumcumcumcum and touching her hair, the morning star whispers and laughs. The hair I touched then is now the dirtiest hair on the ground.

“Ahhh, ahhh! ”

A small father, the most revered wizard in town, echoes in his ear like a deaf ear.

This life is just one of a number of lives, including the one you've been through so far or the one to come. Don't be so desperate, son. This life may not be as important as you think. Compared to the journey that your soul is about to undergo for eternity.

But the words could not suppress the horror of young Ramming. I didn't have the courage to give up this life in vain because I had the next life. The Ramming youth was obsessed with life now.

“Me, I don't want to die! ”

Fearful, agile feathers closed their eyes in despair and made different choices than the majority of residents waiting for death. He turned his back, and began to run out of town.

“I've done useless things. ”

Lusset Aiga, who was looking at him from the sky, had his tongue full. When he tried to take Ramming for a legitimate reason, every dragon had the right to stop it if it fled.

Solvents are barely magical now anyway. It would also be difficult to make a simple order. Given that, the young dragon memorized the spell instead of the solvent. It was a spell known to all the Yong clans.

Spell flows out of the mouth of the young dragon.

“Shuaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

The young man who was running away grabbed his neck and rolled on the floor. A metal necklace that cannot be avoided if Ramming was born in this world. As soon as Russetaiga's spell is triggered, sharp little saw blades pop up inside the necklace, pulling the flesh around Ramming's soft neck.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ”

The saw blade only slit its throat to the point of not touching the carotid artery. After repeated improvements, Ramming's body quickly regenerated its wounds with remarkable resilience.

Even during recovery, the saw blade repeats its movement intermittently. As the iron was twisted around the neck, the flesh healed with the muscle and blood glued to the saw blade. When the saw blade moved again, the flesh of the iron exploded and the blood splattered. Ramming's eyes were turned upside down and white.

The solvent that saw him said in his mind.

Dream of running away. This is why you exist. Today is a day for all of you to achieve the purpose of life.

The solvent felt the wings dying and the new flesh rising from the source of your legs. But not yet. Much more is needed

Russetaiga's spell followed, as if he had guessed his thoughts. Numerous rammings' bodies floated in the air, including the agile feathers that attempted to escape. It intersects in the air like a swarm of ants scattered by the wind, and then explodes in the air by the impact of its subsequent horsepower.

Puck, puck, puck!

The flesh and body fluids that burst out of the sky were mixed with the wind of horsepower. The solvent so manufactured turned the potion upside down. A dragon that fits the same color ratio as its own scale.

The solvent grinds it.

“I don't know what kind of demon made me look like this, but I don't even remember erasing it."

Even if I don't remember now, there was a way to find the culprit. One of the control tools that only leads to solvents, fortunately, the solvents were not forgotten.

It was not only the providence, the discipline and the duty to defend it that was passed on to the solvent for generations to come. Due to the nature of the dragons that do not form a society together, it is not possible for him to monitor all the other dragons by mere magical power. Especially in situations where each dragon is extremely sensitive to observation or detection magic, it is difficult to even try in which the surveillance can be easily noticed.

Nevertheless, endless solvents were able to monitor other dragons. Whether they violated the discipline of the race or not, the solvent was easily discernible. Other dragons were mistaken for the solvent's excellent magic skills, but the solvent was being given a much more efficient means than simple magic.

And the subject of observation and surveillance is the solvent itself. When you return to the nest, everything will be recorded about what happened to you.

“Khhhhhhhh!”

The solvent laughed coldly even in a burning fury. The wrath of the Guardians of the Yong Clan has yet to find its target. As soon as the object is confirmed, his wrath will become a turbulence of power and will be poured out.

“As soon as my body recovers, I will find it. It would be better not to think about dying. ”

I'll tear it, burn it, support it, freeze it, break it, and reassemble it. And it will be repeated for an untold amount of time. Solvent vowed quietly into his heart.

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