I Was A Porter

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“So? You killed them all? ”

I fell in love with the story as I swung my arm around the roof with the excited face of the emulsion. I didn't want to break that expectation, but Seungho shakes his head.

“I wasn't as strong then as I am now. We cut them off one by one, but we started disadvantaged them little by little, making them run away first, and then they all ran away at once. ”

On Seung-ho's face, speaking with a bitter expression, there was a deep shadow to see if the memory of that time had come to mind. He rolled his head to turn the conversation around before the story got heavier.

“And then you went out to sea? ”

“That's right. I followed them downstream, leaving no trace of them or the river. But they didn't find them upstream until they got to the ocean. ”

When I think about it, there were so many things that I felt sorry for. If I had known that people had been taken for the first time, I would have increased my speed a bit and saved one person, but I didn't think I was being dragged because I was light on my feet because of cats and Demibeasts.

When Seung-ho showed himself to blame, Yoo-Hwa patted him on the shoulder. I was thankful for the appearance, but I smiled to hide my embarrassment.

“Eat whatever you want. Don't whine while you're walking. ”

“Even if I say it... ”

He glanced at the roasted carp in his hand as he slashed his eyes. Seung-ho ate hard, but he didn't go over to Shui's neck because he was still thin.

I was forcibly chewing it back and forth, and I met the oils that had swelled my cheeks wide.

“Phew.”

They laughed at each other at the same time, and eventually the carp scattered out of their mouths. Eventually, the roasted carp, which was not fully eaten, landed on the floor.

“Quickly go to the sea and get the salt... What are you looking at?”

Seung-ho, who was smiling at him, suddenly frowned and turned north. Seung-ho tilted his elongated head and folded his arms with a vague look.

“Something's happening.... ”

“Take care of business. ”

“Don't you know that? ”

Seung-ho focused on the peculiar unpleasantness he felt continually, speaking in a trembling voice. It was quite similar to the senses I felt when I first saw the fragments in my chest.

When Seung-ho stood with his head tilted, he grabbed the captain, tapping the hippopotamus and the belly that had eaten all the big carp.

“Let's go first. If you feel suspicious, don't you have to go? ”

Seung-ho nodded his head at his words and slapped his forehead with a nod as he carried his captain.

“Let's get some more grilled fish ready. Because when we run out of food, it's not as big a deal as that. ”

Thanks to this, his face was crumpled like a fluffy toilet paper.

Because there was no time, the carp was grilled as closely as possible, rather than smoking slowly.

It didn't take long, but the energy that felt disappeared in an instant. Ascendant speeding ahead slowed down slowly, and the two who followed naturally slowed down.

“What's the matter? ”

“I'm losing power. ”

Seung-ho frowned and said, "Clump, the expression of the emulsion frowned in a flash."

“Can't you feel the distance? ”

Asking the rhinoceros question, Seungho shakes his head.

However, the direction I felt remained unchanged, so I went straight for a run.

“But it was always in the same direction. ”

Seung-ho ran forward again with his horse, and the three of them retraced their steps.

The oil emulsion followed closely to the side of Seung-ho who was running ahead.

“Why do you think you suddenly feel something up north? ”

“Well…. In case you're wondering, there's a chance you might get out. ”

He nodded to see if it was the same idea and ran next to him to listen to the conversation.

“Do you think it could be Drax? ”

“That's right. We can't rule out possibilities.... What if he shows up? ”

Obviously, there was not much anger towards the Draxi that created the situation.

At first, I thought I wanted to kill him, but I didn't want to kill him until now.

“What if I'm really assuming If he absorbs more debris, can you win? ”

“The power of the Fragment itself is very strong, but you don't think I'll lose? ”

“Whoo-hoo! I like your confidence. I'll trust you. I'll break your arms and legs, and we'll take them down! ”

In his confident remarks, he encouraged him to subdue him. When I turn my head to look at him, he nods in agreement.

“Let's speed it up a little bit. ”

The group speeds up and lowers to the top of the trail.

* * *

More than fifty casualties occurred, but the total number of casualties was only one in 4000. Compared to the number of monsters that were supposedly hugged for unsuccessful subjugation, no one could say it was a failure.

But Carnegie didn't have this kind of failure.

“Stop eating. You're drunk.”

“I'm still fine. ”

“You're drunk.”

“Give it to me! ”

After the attackers returned, it took me two whole days just to explain why they failed, being called everywhere.

Everyone points to Draksh because of the failed plague. And neither of the top hunters returned, including the chance to prepare for the future in exchange for the failure of the attackers.

In this situation, Canoe chose one method. After drinking, sleeping and waking up, he chose to drink again.

The floor of Draxi's library was already as messy as no place to set foot.

The pungent odor does not come from the bottle, but from the body of the canoe. Carne was intoxicated to the extent that the amount he drank and the amount that was spilling into his body was similar to that of the freezing cold.

Maximus, deputy first team leader, who had been watching him constantly, was offended. The way you honor the dead is nothing like Canoe.

Always so cold-hearted, his erratic behavior only appears when Orlot is facing Dracsch.

“Give it to me now, or else.... ”

With his twisted tongue and stumbling body, he pulled up his magical power, and finally put a bottle of wine in his lap.

Maximus, bored to death by such a canoe, pulls his head open like a tear.

“Suit yourself. Now, dead or not, I don't care. ”

Boom!!

I closed the door so tightly that the whole room trembled. And Canoe looked at the visitor with his lonely eyes. I poured liquor back into my mouth.

“Yes, I'd rather be dead. ”

If Draxi had not been held accountable when he disappeared, and had been someone other than himself, Canoe would have left and gone to find him.

However, he was responsible for more than 20,000 lives, and he withdrew with tears into a profound sense of responsibility. I couldn't bear to die on my own, so I was continuing to drink every day.

“I didn't repay you for saving me there yet, but I didn't believe in the suspicious power... ”

Despite Draksh's deviation, he had to stand in his way, but there was no denying that he was saved.

He also rescued himself from the monk's sexual assault that followed a long day. I've only been in debt so far, but I sinned against Draxi, who died for him who couldn't repay his debt in half.

When Drax said he was confident, it was wrong to suppress the anxiety he felt on one side of his chest. This is his responsibility for hunting down operations against forces he cannot control properly.

All responsibility rested with him, and the public knew that Draksh was strong.

They couldn't reveal that they actually had hidden powers from him, and that was killing him twice.

“If I see you in my dreams, I'll forgive you.... ”

I prayed that I would get drunk and see it in my dreams, and I stayed up all night drinking like this again. I opened the window with a bottle in my hand and looked up at the cloudy night sky.

The moonlight, which falls brightly like a white feather, summons a cloud to settle on him, whether he doesn't want to touch it. Instead, Canoe slips a sip of streetlight into the bottle and falls asleep leaning against his desk.

The cold winter breeze that entered through the open window knocked Canoe's face in horror. The drunken man may not have noticed, but there was another visitor in the library, apart from the wind.

Woof. Woof.

A man walks out of a sudden gate in a corner of the library.

Kwazac! Kwazac!

He stomps on a bottle full of bottles, leaning against his desk and approaches Canoe, sleeping.

When the canoe wakes up to the sound of a broken bottle, it sees the incoming ingredient and barely focuses on its blurred eyes.

I was astonished that his eyes, which opened less, were suddenly opened because of his drunkenness and spirits.

“Last minute…. Mr. Draxi!? ”

The canoe gets up in a hurry because it's so shocked that it loses its focus and twists back once. You howl and barely rest on your desk, avoiding falling, and look at the approaching Dracsch with your eyes wide open.

No matter how many times I rub my eyes at him, he is sure. The gate that was created at the end of the study, while gazing at the draksh, was not at your attention.

The broken bottles he passed were spread like a thorny path. It was like telling him how hard it was for him to come back like this.

Canoe raises his hand to slap him in the cheek, but pulls down his hand, because he doesn't want to wake up if he's dreaming.

“Draksh…. Sorry, I don't have anything to say. ”

Canoe bows his head, but he says nothing to you.

If you just say it's okay, I'll feel better, but I don't think I can forgive myself even in my dreams. I would have patted you on the shoulder with a regular Drac.

I could not lift my head, but I could see Draksh's feet approaching me. Canoe raises his head slowly as he looks at Draksh's face again.

He looks up and confirms that he is a draught, but not a draught. The awe-inspiring canoe takes a step back, then steps over the bottle he put down and falls back.

Qajik!

You find another bottle of wine under his fallen butt, smashed into his tailbone, and dig for flesh in pieces. I didn't feel any pain because of the unbelievable reality in front of me.

“This…. What is this?”

Canoe was unable to say: Draxi grabs his neck and lifts it to the top of his head.

He grips his cervical spine tight enough to crush it, and Canoe tries to release it with his bare hands, but feels as if his body is being sucked into the clutches of a Draksch.

I quickly pulled up my magic and resisted, but it didn't work. You slowly begin to lose strength in your body, and finally, you look at the face of Draksh, who grabbed his neck.

I didn't know it when I saw him in the dark, but all over his face, standing in the moonlight, was intertwined with a complex line.

The black mark that once sat on my left arm.