Hermit Wizard

* * *

Oh, I'm gonna die.

Under the feet, scattered pieces of light flow rapidly. Flying over the night view of Philadelphia City, I opened my eyes because of extreme fatigue.

The condition is always messy. Just a little movement will stretch like a watery cotton. We have to get the sacrifice back from Kilgenias to get it back to normal, right?

“It's strange that he's a recluse. ”

I was locked in my mind, and the floor spoke. I immediately noticed what I was saying. Eyes that look like they've been poking their left cheek.

I turned my head and looked at the man flying with me. Until just now, I was raising my ears because my face was red and I was going to avenge myself. with a cord of blood all over his forehead and neck.

By the way, · · · · ·.

He's been looking at me quietly ever since. I lifted the spell to stop the sound of the high air, but I kept my mouth shut without speaking. The frowned face disappeared with rage and pain. He looks at me and smiles coldly and very calmly.

The face of a scorching man covered in blue shades under the moonlight.

· · · Laugh? I still can't afford it.

I'm facing a sleepyhead. Until just now, all the broken nose, torn lips and bruised faces had recovered from being swept away by magic and stuck to the ground. Is it a fruit similar to ramming? The recovery speed seems to be almost similar.

Oh, wait a minute. Ramming?

I thought of hitting my head like a lightning bolt. The Black Keeper is a vigilante who is rooted in dragons. And dragons have bodies that are not heard by recovery magic or elixirs.

Just as Ramming was a slave to the world's dragons, he must also serve the Black Keeper as a peddler. If so, what is the use?

With his mind locked, he suddenly spills his voice.

“It's you?”

He just smiled coldly. The metal is attached to the limbs, restrained from the freedom of action and in flight, smiling calmly without flattering.

“It was you.”

I thought about keeping my mouth shut for a while, and then decided to have a little conversation to take advantage of the flight time.

Pueblo!

“Hugh! ”

His shoulders fly. The sparkling flesh in the air quickly disappeared into the dark night air.

Boogle Boogle

The body of the one who recovers quickly. I carefully observe the sight and ask.

“Other executives didn't have this function. You're kind of special, aren't you? ”

“· · · · · Yes. It was you, too.”

He opened his wrinkled face for a moment to see if the pain was gone.

“If you're not the guardian of the Great Convention and you know it, there's only one. ”

Naughty voice.

“Noel, Alice, and Hessler, you took care of it, didn't you? You couldn't have died from being trapped in the void. It wasn't a suicide. ”

McQuaid said, distorting his mouth.

“You're the laser. ”

According to my intentions, they think of the aliens who were witnessed at Hung Lung as the emitters.

However, my back became cooler because of the words that followed.

“That xenophobic. Yeah, you're a dirty lot of aliens. But what did you come back to the States for? He went all the way to Korea to find the Wizard who summoned the Devil. The wizard has already revealed himself in Busan. Has he been in the States since he disappeared? ”

He said with a glance that seemed surprising.

“Is the wizard in America now? Are you after him? ”

I didn't say my name, but the meaning was clear.

He's really talking about me, Yoon Min Joon.

Pueblo!

“Urgh!”

I don't think that the source of the Busan crisis is the same person as my eldest son who caused the Hauntung crisis. You think that the E-laser who took out the troublemakers from Hung Leung is after Yoon Min-jun who caused the Busan disaster.

I hide his face and mutter, blowing his thigh.

“Rule number one. I'll ask you a question. Not you.”

He looks at the one with the bloody feet in his eyes and talks.

“You'll get used to the rules quickly. ”

I learned it well from the others. Don't worry about it.

* * *

After returning to the hotel room in secret, I squeezed him into the middle of the living room.

Quong!

Heavy metal collides with the floor. He raises his head and looks up at me without being properly covered.

“· · · So, what do you want to know? ”

“Wait a minute. ”

I made a light reverse shield in the room. You can't have blood or anything like that. After the shield was completed, I put him there, and I went into it.

He turns his eyes and looks around and laughs.

“That's grand.”

I put magic in my hands without answering. Which way is this guy?

I found out from my previous interrogation, but there are two types of executives. Originally, the Black Keeper became the subject of the contract and now the representative is in charge of the subject. The one that signed it, and the one that didn't.

If this guy is a contractor, he'll react the same way as Hessler. No matter how much pain you inflict, you don't divulge important information because of the implications.

But if he was acting as an executive for any reason, he would probably react similarly to Alice. No matter how much I cross the wall, when I take a long time and perseverance and work calmly and meticulously, my mind collapses and I divulge everything.

Now, which way are you?

I looked straight into McQuaid's eyes. There's still a relaxing tint in that eye. That's like Hessler's time. Is this the guy with the contract?

The method of checking is simple. I already know the crucial question of whether he belongs or not. Hessler didn't finish answering, but Alice was the only one who could tell. Let's check the response to this question.

I ask.

“199th Street West, New York, what's underneath that building? ”

At that moment, McQuaid's face hardened. I had to distinguish whether it was an implicit trigger embedded in the head of the kingdom. We already know the trait because Hesler had enough observation before he was extracted from the brain.

If it's true that he should never mention it, he doesn't respond to my questions.

By the way, · · · · ·.

Now his reaction was neither. Rather than Hessler, it's more like Alice. That's clearly a embarrassing look. Surprise how I know this. It is not the reaction of the person affected by the implication.

I smiled quietly.

Then McQuaid's expression slips back to my face.

And then · · ·.

“Puhaha! Hahaha! ”

He suddenly burst into flames. I smile with my whole body twitching on the floor to see if I can't stand laughter.

What's wrong? Are you crazy?

He laughed and said, "I don't think I'm going to blow another one until my limbs are broken."

“Ah, Alice! Holy Queen of the Destroyed S Cedar! Did she finally surrender? That's funny. That's funny. How did you do that? Did you use this method like me? Did you spit it all out because you peeled off a little skin? ”

Suddenly it's bullshit. I frown with annoyance.

“That elegant nostril must have been a trick in front of the pain. Even so! Because it has nothing to do with your territory, you can't stand the pain of a lazy and weary nation who didn't join the war. Have you ever had a living experience? Now, yes. I don't know what your name is, but you! I'm really curious. What did you do with Alice? How long have you surrendered? ”

I mutter quietly. You son of a bitch, no.

Once I see the reaction, I understand. I don't own it. Is it the same class as Alice? I don't know how I joined the guardians of the Great Convention, but there is no implication.

If so, the method is not simple.

I assembled and sculpted the magical power in various forms. After placing that intangible blade all over the place, I told him.

“Before I ask you any more questions, let's... Let's get used to the rules. ”

* * *

After a while.

Kim bloomed deeply in the shield. I wipe my sweat. It was the energy generated by the magic blade vibrating and the heat coming from his body tissue.

The floor hasn't disturbed me and has been hidden in another room for a long time.

I look down at the one who fell on the ground, the blood pool, the cut flesh.

I hear McQuaid murmuring.

“· · · · ”

“199th Street West, New York, what's underneath that building? ”

He hears his face as he growls. Your body recovered neatly, but your face still seems to be shocked. Yeah, after all, this is a psychic fight.

But offensively, I don't think he's completely broken his mind yet. Nevertheless, he spits out how much more pain he doesn't want to endure.

“Our great savior, his new body, is being assembled. I'm sure you already heard from Alice. ”

There's still a lot of people.

I thought I'd take a little more time, but I was tired because I was this close. I decided to extract the information first.

“How many executives are guarding it now? ”

I heard from Alice and know a certain amount about her defensive position. I don't think she knows everything, but just what she hears, there are several overlapping shields that seem to have written quite a ball, and more than ten executives always live and defend it. Also, the representative who is currently the leader of this organization is always there if nothing special happens.

McQuaid replied.

“Three executives, as far as I know? Or four? That's about it. ”

“Why is it so low? ”

He looked at me and said,

“Most executives are now in Korea. Including Eugene and his assistant. Most of the executives available. ”

South Korea?

He said in a whimpering voice.

“On the outside, GIBW has the appearance of a rescue team dispatched by the Busan crisis. Eugene is quietly entering the media without officially notifying them. ”

I've heard of Eugene through Alice. Representative in charge of the organization now. So far, you've been in Korea?

I felt an ominous feeling that the reason was going to be a guess. Suppressing that conjecture, I asked.

“Why are they all in Korea now? ”

He laughed whimpering.

“Elaser, it's the same as your objective. The one that caused the Busan disaster. To find that human wizard. ”

I spit into my mouth, trying not to show my face. They are entering Korea for similar purposes to agents sent by the Chinese government.

The Chinese government, which found no trace of me, approached Kim Kyung-hwan and the Huangyuri Forest in a stretch. What about these guys? Are you still looking for me and wandering around in Korea?

“Wizard hunt? ”

He nods.

“It's the biggest wizard hunt since this organization began, and since the end of the old war. Because you're at the forefront. It was Eugene who didn't even move when he was in Russia. ”

There is something I have heard about the ability of representatives.

I'm worried. They're camping in Korea? Then I also think it would be better not to do the work of sealing the soul in Korea.

“But why are you so obsessed with that witch hunt? ”

Apprentices who extracted memories from the brain knew that magic was not permitted to man, and that man should not raise his soul. Alice also had only a modest knowledge of this area. The dragon, the Black Keeper, has been obsessed for a long time. Unfamiliar with the dragon race, she speculated that the Savior's obsession might be the hallmark of the race.

McQuaid raised his head and said,

“What does the great Old Testament think of fuel like me? Didn't you ask Alice? She might have heard it. Eugene might have bled out with a siege. ”

Fuel? Put that word in your head and speak up.

“Alice didn't even know. ”

Suddenly, McQuaid looked at me and asked,

“Are you interested in the dragon's body? ”

The light flashed in his eyes.

“Are you trying to have that body? ”

I gather magic in my hands. Oh, really. Slow learning skills.

Immediately before I put the blade in his body, he shouted in a rush.

“If that's the case, I'll help! ”

What did you say?

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