Instant Messiah

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

"Totally."

It is Eva Karma, an ageless dark elf, who sits in front of me with a paragraph at the end of the day and her chest down.

She was so blurry sipping a cup of coffee with no sugar in it either.

Didn't you say you didn't like the rough stuff?

"You deal with about the fire powder that came down. Besides, Your Majesty's dinner, it must have been poisoned, right?

"... just when it's poisonous. My lab's testing skills are beyond human state-of-the-art. It's more of a business venture to be used to that extent."

More so? Fortunately, you say.

... Eva was the first one to show up at the scene, so I decided to ask her to finish it off.

Honestly, I was wondering what was going on, so maybe I was thankful that my girlfriend, who was somewhat more comfortable with me than the other person I suspected strangely, came.

Ho, and five seconds to draw the magic formation.

That alone carried everything that was on the spot to her habitat, the library.

Me and her, together. It was very helpful, but there was one strange thing.

"How could you transfer without taking off your clothes? Isn't that strange? It's dangerous because it risks fusion."

"This castle is also my territory. It's impossible to fail a procedure with a metastasis in the castle. It's not necessary to consider the dangers."

"Such alarm calls for unfortunate consequences! If you say it's a study, excuse me, eat and sleep, you'll be alarmed until you're in shape. Sometimes I have to let it touch a man's eyes. I have to take it off. I'm not naked. How much is it worth to you? You must be Yogore."

"Don't be ridiculous! What a yogore, you've seen people naked on your own so many times, you can't possibly say that!

"When the hell are you talking about? I already forgot that."

"Oh, no... look at people's bodies... no..."

Ms. Eva, who had pakupaku and her mouth open and closed like carp several times, was relieved to stay put.

It's a lie. There's no way I can forget.

Her naked high kick is one of the few happiness highlights of my life that continues to be unfortunate.

Either way, I'm sorry to humiliate her any more than I could have left the scene like that.

I, too, am a man of passing.

I speak earnestly to Eva as she sits across the street.

"Senior Eva, I just bruised you"

I only thanked him as he whispered his nose, and the next moment a shock ran to his side head.

Half a spin, he also suffered significant damage to the opposite side of his head.

Her kick was as sharp as ever.

gossip.

"What are you sorry about?

"I'm sorry"

Still distorted vision loosens, my eyes twist and copy the pattern on the floor.

It is the earliest possible crawling pose.

Apologize, literally laying on her ass.

Around the time this idea comes up in return for interest, I can hear that she is Chris' master.

But it's true that I was grateful, so again.

"No, no, actually, it really helped. If someone else sees me, I'll be bothered again or worried..."

"Totally. You're a real total shame man. I still think I should have made it a sample then"

I just want you to give me a break.

But around the time the softness returns to my voice, I'm relieved that my anger seems to have come a long way.

"If I am grateful, may I have your blood? What, I won't take it till I die. Right in front of you."

As soon as I try to forgive him, I treat him like a guinea pig. This is one of the reasons why I have to deal with it. Well, let's hear it out this time.

Get a first pardon and get me off my back.

"With that said, I heard you've been caged recently in material fishing."

"If you pull over a month on a boulder, you'll get tired of it. If you go outside and try to get some fresh air, it looks like that. You really don't bring all the trouble."

I don't think I'm so bad about this one.

Rather, it is enough to be praised in terms of eliminating those who harm Chris.

You saw my disgruntled expression.

"Even I'm a demon king. If it is the secret medicine of Shytern, can it still be killed at ease with poison that humans can formulate? Anyway, before we got to Chris, it would have ended around Selfie."

Does the poison not work after all? No, but the Demons have pharmacists, too, and the poison doesn't work for the drug, does it?

No, I tried to serve the detergent, and now what.

I think the lower agent will probably work.

Because I want to see Chris head to the bathroom with his stomach down and a puffy.

Because I want the possibility to make such a situation possible to exist in this world.

"I knew you weren't the only one, Mr. Selfie."

"That's right. That's right. Whatever, it's the last survival of a dead vampire now. Rather than......"

"Rather than?

"Vampires, it's probably because he originally... no. It's a mixed speculation."

I'm gonna cut to the chase. You won't like me. I can't talk about people, though.

"Fine, but after all, Eva, what have you been up to lately? Have you ever been so desperate to do something like that even though you're looking into it?

"What are you talking about? You taught me to talk about spirits."

"Huh?"

"Spirits originally referred to one being, not the 'Spirits'. It was a blind spot. A seemingly inconsistent miracle that spiritual faithful had spoken of, caused so many... naturally I was also imprisoned by such a preconceived notion that the deeds of the group were faithful, deified and conveyed"

Scholars like to dig their verbal butts.

Well, you're right.

I told Eva at Reel Marr that I only helped her out, saying a little reward, or something like that, but it's definitely fresh when people ask me again.

"It is precious to hear the raw voice of the spiritual faithful. It's about snakes, and it's dedicated to snakes. Let the serpent come together and offer the serpent. A strange faith that seems close to the natural faith but begins with a snake and ends with a snake. Snakes, snakes, snakes, even referring to materials everywhere, not just in the village of Nile. I wondered how much I liked that rare creature without hands and feet. Chris and the others seem to hate that creature."

- Spiritual believers. They are also called spiritual followers and the people of serpents.

According to what they say, the world is all at the hands of serpents. I don't have any hands.

For example, the earth of Holds is said to be a snake eating its own tail.

Water is snake blood, or tears. Rivers, seas, lakes, marshes. I created grace, one thing.

Exhale a fierce flame from your mouth, and whisk your tail, and all things will be blown away.

And he begat the sword from his body, and is also the mother of the hero Tan.

The eye that looks at a person mirrors the essence of himself who peered in.

Alternatively, its open-ended mouth swallows the world and ends it.

Clean it up, dirty itself.

Poisonous wisdom. Wisdom is poisonous.

Rebellion to God. Loyalty framed in the world itself, carrying out the will of the world with betrayal.

It is a kind of faith, with the doctrine of connecting to the world via snakes.

It is unclear why the snake was chosen as the mediator of the world.

If you worship snakes so much, it's not strange that snakes themselves are treated as spirits, more naturally, but they don't seem to be.

So what is the true honor of the subject of faith? His name has already been lost.

When did the Spirit Faith begin? Hi, they're from the old world.

It begins with a snake and ends with a snake. Only that is generally known, but I'm not sure any more.

It's too deep in history to break it off as a frigid indigenous religion. But there are too many fake books.

I could not assume that it was a trivial matter that had no effect on the Demons because they had been told that they were the key to connecting the old world with the history of this world. Not only among them, but also among those who have been hostile to them.

Few know the existence of the Spirit Faith, but none can answer to say what it is, then.

In the end, 'Something I'm not sure about'. That is the Spirit Faith.

... and that's what Eva said.

"I don't care if they have that big an image."

"I am an apprentice. Although the supreme purpose is to connect to the world through witchcraft, it is imperative to know the past beyond the fact that witchcraft itself was brought from the old world in the first place. And the only edge of knowing about the old world, the void in history, is you."

At any rate, it's unclear if any of them exist besides you, such as the earliest living spiritual believers.

"I don't care if you say so."

"... don't make fun of me for long. You are."

"I don't mean to..."

Because Master Tia is shy.

She's afraid someone will find out.

The reason for this must be that she was once forgotten.

Like hope replaces despair, it seems helplessly scary to be forgotten even though it was known.

She grew up a creature with love, but was driven from it all with spit.

She is eternal in itself.

So she can't forget what happened back in the day.

You're a weak goddess who can't stand the lack of delightful memories driving away.

So I, too, get cautious about telling people about her. Instead, I've never spoken decently before.

- Don't talk about the Spirit, don't look. Hold your mouth, just think.

Don't touch it. Not to be touched.

She was gracious, a disaster.

That's how,... because I grew up hearing it from someone.

Even if the commandment drove her to solitude.

... I've already made contact with her, so I have to take responsibility for her.

But you can't let Tia pull me off any further.

She will continue to exist even after I am gone. Lady Tia's raw, she says, is the earliest curse, but I sincerely hope that someone will at least understand her is in the world ahead.

… as part of that, should we talk about it?