Hermit Wizard

* * *

No way. It was what I thought. God wants the dragon's second body.

There was no need to think more deeply about these conditions. I was going to get rid of it later anyway. What could be a cleaner way to get rid of it? I answered with patience what I wanted to call joy into my heart.

“I will offer you the sacrifice you have spoken of. ”

God smiled and was angry.

“Let me give you one piece of advice. You're close to that body right now, aren't you? It would be better not to postpone the offer as soon as possible. ”

Hmm? This is a little overwhelming. Why is God obsessed with time?

In fact, I wasn't going to New York right now. If Kilgenius allows it, it is a deception to take care of everything else and offer it in accordance with the plan originally envisaged.

But why would he do that? It must have lost the concept of a raw water mall anyway. It is hard to understand that God is in a hurry.

But after hearing what followed, I realized I was mistaken. It was not because of herself that she cared about time.

“I left you a whole bunch of traces of me. If we're in a state of crisis, the ritual of offering will be easy. Give it to me before time passes and the trail disappears. ”

The question had to be followed.

“Is there anything difficult or easy about public service? When you summon an altar and perform a ritual, the payment is immediately · · · · ·. ”

She crosses her head.

"The Old Testament is a predator of the undeveloped soul. There's a special organ in your body called the Territory. It's an institution that grows the world with absorbed souls, or grows its own bowls."

I recall a conversation that was exchanged with the oracle of Silom and Gramiel. At that time, God was talking about a familiar concept.

"Territory is essential if you are the body of the Savior. I must have taken some action to make that happen. It's not gonna be as easy as you think. ”

Kilgenias, who spoke to me there, sent me away from the realm of God.

“Well, I'll wait. Not at the moment of acceptance of the sacrifice, but what to expect afterwards? I want you to change back then. By then, I'll have decided what to do with you. ”

Her body distanced and her vision turned upside down. When the broken world became a mist of light, and the red turbulence swept it away, I returned to reality.

* * *

“Cool! ”

I cough roughly and cough on the floor of the hotel room.

“Oh, fuck. I'm gonna die.”

The extreme tension is relieved and the whole body aches and stings.

“Hidden? Are you here already? ”

The floor in the bedroom noticed my return, and boom, it came up and flew this way. I checked the clock, so the time here is less than a few seconds.

“Uh-uh-uh-uh? ”

What, what's wrong with him?

The condition of the floor that appeared in front of me is unusual. He looked in the air and looked around me once. Then, Burr trembled, and he turned his body up and down and left and right with a strange sound.

Reminds the pioneer of when the information was injected. Squeezes the tentacles on the body at a strange angle, stabbing the horse.

“Uh-huh? Uh · · ·. Hidden · · · Why · · · · · ·. ”

“What did I do? What do you want to say? ”

It's only a few seconds before I leave. No, maybe he came back almost at the same time as he was summoned. What could happen in between?

“Uhhhhhhh! ”

It's like a drunkard's groaning. Why is he in this condition?

While I frowned and guessed the reason, the floor continued to spread tens of thousands of tentacles around. I repeated that I had twisted Bilbilbil, and I blew the air and spat.

“I love it. ”

What does this crazy tentacle mean?

In a state of tingling nerves, I sharpen my face.

“What's good! I've been dead my whole life. ”

“Seclusion · · Seclusion doesn't really feel now · · · ·? ”

I feel like an asshole. I'm going to die because I'm in love with you.

“Feel what, though. ”

“The body of seclusion is full of aromas. ”

Only then did I recall what Kilgeniapros said. You said you left your mark on my body, right?

“Sweet, thick, sour and paralyzed cells, it seems to knock and wake you up again! ”

Just as the Savior of Silver Rim did, Maru also seems to perceive the traces of divinity as a sweet fragrance.

“· · · Are you feeling a little thick? ”

He flinches his tentacles.

“· · · · This is insane.”

Tsk, I filled my tongue. Actually, I can't detect the status quo right now. If it were pure divine power, it would be noticeable, but it seems that the trace of God detected by the floor is another realm.

Then I thought about it, and I asked him.

“Every time you access an academic record, you said you'd be buried in a sacred fragrance, right? Much worse than that? ”

He flinches his tentacles left and right decisively. I wonder if I still haven't calmed down, but the end is fine, Farr.

“Comparison is not possible. And the smell of God in the first place disappeared. It wasn't buried. It just disappeared. All I have left is the smell of this god. ”

Suddenly I felt strange. It's not about marking any hormones, it's about doing whatever they want to do to other people's bodies. There are things called gods.

Anyway, the analogy was simple. When Kilgenius created a wind that reduced my body's weight, Furvagios' trail completely disappeared.

“I heard you left a trail, and it looks like it's been sown with pride. ”

I briefly explained what conversation I had with God after waiting for the floor to calm down. I didn't hide the joy of listening to me. Running through the air like a frog in the air, he shouts for joy.

“It's done! You've really succeeded! ”

“I haven't succeeded yet. We have to offer sacrifices. ”

“You left a trail to help! God help you, you will be! ”

I watched his chaos with a fat face.

“I said I don't depend on God, it's a big deal. ”

“I don't depend on it, but the power is unbelievable! Because it's the closest thing to perfection! ”

Close to complete, not complete?

“Not even God is fully completed? ”

He pauses in the air and ponders for a moment.

“There are quite a few records in which the gods express their intentions in such a way that they are incomplete. The gods also want to be more complete. ”

Kilgenius said that every being in the world had a desire to be more complete. Does that mean that even God doesn't get out of there? What the hell do we have to do to make God more complete?

The conversation between chaotic songs and shadow thorns that I heard before, and what Kilgenias said today, the Old Testament method is almost certain. It penetrates the channel between dimensions and absorbs the soul, storing it in its own territory and raising its ranks. It is also accompanied by work to grow its own world that will become a body.

But what about God? Is God growing too? What is the method?

“If I were God, I'd be done. What the hell are you trying to be? ”

“Think of the scripture without the last chapter. It's the Bible at the same time as God himself. The Gospel to praise someone else, not yourself. Maybe that ‘someone' is a complete existence? We don't know what's at the end of this road either. I just keep finding a way. ”

I didn't feel like discussing theology with Maru, and the timing was not good.

“Anyway, I have to dedicate my body before this trail disappears. Let's get out of here now. ”

“· · · Going straight to New York? ”

I looked at him with a face that looked like I was saying something. Did your hair get worse after a while?

“That redhead I saw earlier, let's go rob him. ”

“Oh, right. ”

I have one more reason to look at his face. Unlike Hessler or Alice, he will have the latest information. I needed an update before I could rob the body. If you think you're out of station by yourself, you should call in reinforcements.

It was good to get my body back, but I had to avoid my life being blown away because I wasn't ready. I was going to Korea once I got the information if I thought it would be a shortage of information. It would be safer to come with compulsion. The traces of Furvagios have also been gone for so long, but these strong traces of Kilgeniapros will not disappear in the morning.

Thoughtfully, the floor dug into the hooded tee moved much more chaotically than usual. It looks very irritating because of the smell of divinity.

I heard a roar under my clothes.

“Urgh.”

“Please shut up. ”

After that shot, I opened the door to the room and went out. Then he takes a step to where the tracking magic waves lead.

* * *

“Serena, it's late. ”

An apartment near the quarantine wall of the Philadelphia Channel.

Originally an ordinary folk village, but since the Channel crisis, the U.S. government has introduced residents of adjacent buildings outside the quarantine wall. Technically, it was outside the effective range of psychic manipulation, but just in case.

One of the buildings that lost its original owners was used by government wizards as a place to stay. The rest of them, except for one of their leaders, are gathering in the living room with insecure eyes.

“By the way, did everyone else have something in common? The interview.”

In Sanchez's words, fellow wizards nod. They all managed to enter the channel during the day, until the strange phenomenon of voices ringing in their heads ceased. I didn't see any golden giants.

But a few minutes after the search began, his voice continued again. All the wizards walk out of the quarantine wall. Later, it was told that the golden giant who hid his image captured the scene that appeared intact again.

A beautiful man with a firm muscular body, Edward nodded and replied.

“I just repeated what we went through. Very stubborn, even though I already know everything. ”

“Anyway, their attitude towards us hasn't changed. He is a precious wizard, a hero who will be responsible for the future of the country, and his attitude towards prospective criminals is no different. Dammit. What are we hiding? ”

That grumbling Hispanic man, Sanchez, poured out a harsh greed.

A middle-aged man in glasses who was looking at him said, "The middle-aged 100kg was the holder of a heavy body surrounded by slaughter.

“I don't believe it, though. Most of these guys here, they lived a lame life until it turned out they could use magic. I didn't have any professional military training. I didn't enlist on my own. What do you know what you're thinking? ”

Sanchez speaks with a gruesome expression.

“And how great a life have you been? It was just a second-hand car sale. ”

“At least I was an American citizen who acquired nationality in a legitimate way at the time of birth. It's not like you barely acquired your nationality because of magic while pressing on the ground as an illegal immigrant anywhere. ”

“What, you bastard?! ”

Sanchez screams with a dull face, but the man turns his gaze without flattering. Speak with a bitter smile.

“And why don't you sell a used car? I did business legally. like Gigolo here, not even an illegal businessman who sold himself to upstream manatees in New York. ”

This time, Edward's face darkened.

“Do you want to try it? ”

Edward opens his palms quietly. Magical forces begin to agglomerate. The grizzly, sounding blue current flashed in his hands.

“What did I lie about? Why Shivi? You don't stop ordering? ”

The black fog begins to gather under the man's feet. Chip, floor surface melts and smoke blooms.

“Hey, why don't you both do that? ”

Edward shook his head decisively.

“Don't stop me, I'm going to sleep with that pig today. ”

The man who started the first protest, Brendan laughs with a smile.

“Look at this. If you're wrong, all of us will be treated as preliminary criminals because of those witches like you. Let me be clear, is this party defense? ”

As I said that, the black fog gathered around the man became darker. A nasty smell spreads. The radiance gathered in Edward's hands also grew stronger.

“Hey, hey! ”

“Enough of both of you. I don't have a Serena, so it's perfect! ”

“Stop it. Stop!"

The other wizards, who were staring at me as they tried to become violent, began to get caught and dried up. But the atmosphere between the two was even harsher. The magical power drawn by the two of them is ferocious.

Edward kept his eyes open.

“Don't let anyone else in. ”

Brendan smiles and responds.

“Yes, let's go to the end of the day! Serena, let's make a deal without that bitch. ”

The moment they all raised their voices of concern, it was the red-headed young man who was suddenly taking their eyes off the couch. Suddenly he opened his eyes and woke up.

“· · · · · What, this. What a bastard!”

The attention of those gathered in the living room shifted toward him because of his outspoken screams.

Brendan twists her lips and mocks.

“What's wrong with that son of a bitch? If you don't say a word a day, your wife will suddenly want to talk to you today. ”

The redhead cut off the man's words.

“Because my senses are blurred, put all that clumsy, dirty magic into it. ”

Edward's eyes widened. I've never seen that young man talk like that. He was such a rare member of the crew that he wondered if he could really talk.

Brendan, however, looks more unpleasant than surprised, changing the direction of the black mist.

“What? Anyway, this son of a bitch, that son of a bitch, he's all gone. ”

The young man said in a voice like an ice field.

“I told you to get rid of it. ”

At that moment.

“Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?! ”

Brendan's face is tinged with awe. So did Edward.

The crowd around him looked puzzled without knowing why. Brendan and Edward, who were dealing with each other as if they were about to get rid of each other and melt away, suddenly had the same magical power as they had promised, canceling their orders.

“Huh? What, like the two of you are salty? ”

Most of the wizards did not understand the situation, but only the confronting parties knew the truth. The moment that redhead spits, their spells disappear as if they were forcibly suppressed. It was never heard of by Instructor Kaifu.

Meanwhile, the redhead, who cancelled the two spells, closed his eyes and focused his mind. He just detected a very clumsy maneuver, a year ago. It was just a trace I almost handed over when I was in trouble.

“Which one is it? He disappeared from his senses again. Beyond the wall, no wonder? ”

The wizards look suspiciously at the red head muttering incomprehensible words.

The moment someone reached out and tried to call him.

“I feel pretty good. ”

I heard a strange voice in the air.

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