King of Shadows

Depending on the fragmented information, the moving heteros could not have devised a subtractive and efficient strategy. This was the peculiarity that he felt.

The commandable administrator-Londale is already dead and unavailable, but there is a hetero that moves on command. He frowned at the distortion coming from the gap.

"Not a good time. Let's just go swimming."

"If you go without saying hello, you'll get angry the whole time."

Sihyun, with a reasonable excuse, seduces the swimming pool, but she doesn't budge. Kyungmin opened her mouth as she looked at the swimming pool calling him uncle.

"By the way, swim. Why do you keep calling him uncle instead of him?"

"'Mister' is' Mister '."

With a rare smile on Kyungmin's question, the swimmer held her hand tightly. Sihyun also held her hand. So they form their own space. The deserted Kyungmin was just wandering around, unable to pry.

While having conversations like that, Sihyun reached the headquarters and saw two men and women passing by him. Thought power is 190,000... and 230,000... respectively. The two of them had different dimensions of strength, given that they had 30,000 of the imagination of a typical Stigma user.

"Are you the leaders of each guild?"

"Huh?"

"People who just passed by."

"Oh, right. I'm in charge of the tour myself. But I recognized Yonker. It'll be hard to tell if no one told you beforehand."

"I just punched him."

Soon after losing interest, he turned his head. I was just curious about the level of people who are currently in charge of Seoul. I couldn't look back at those who had lower levels than the end.

"Visitor means uncle is free now."

As the assumption that he might not see it and go back was shattered, his expression was crumpled.

"I feel it every time I see it, but you're having a hard time with your uncle."

"I just don't like the nagging."

"That's it. Then I'm out of here. I have work to do."

Kyoungsin waves his hand, disappearing with a refreshing smile. From his appearance to his exit, he walked up to the fourth floor of the long-running main hall holding the hands of a swimmer. In a familiar footstep, Shihyun knocked on the door as he reached the end office.

Knock, knock.

"It's me."

Since I met him in the form of a monster with the end of the road, I didn't have much respect for him. The bellows also did not blabber about him. All I wanted was to see a healthy swim.

"Come in."

"Okay, I'm going in."

When he opened the door, he ignored the end path and sat on the couch. I focused solely on swimming whether it was the end of the road or not.

"Here comes the swim."

"Hello, Ahjussi."

The swim bows. The end was the only 'human' she wasn't wary of. The end saw a slightly more mature swim before I saw it, and welcomed her with a happy smile. I lifted my jaw as far as I could to remind myself of the word hedgehog.

"You've never been sick before, have you? How are you studying? Si-hyun must have taken good care of you after looking at your face or clothes. The prettier I look at it, the prettier I look."

"Really? You look younger every time I see you."

"Is that so? Swimming seems to be getting younger with you saying that."

Swimming and the end of the road talked for a long time. Sihyun casually looked at them. The skills of maturing and soothing a married, ex-job child were also different. After talking for a while, he stroked the head of the swimmer.

"Swimming, I have something I want to tell you, so why don't you go out for a while? You can go see your friends that you haven't seen in a while. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Yes, I will."

Knuckles. The crouched swim opens the door to the Oval Office and goes out. All that remained in the Oval Office was the demonstration and the end of the road. Sihyun, who could not endure the sudden change of atmosphere, opened his mouth first.

"Another nagging swimmer today. I'm telling you, I'm taking care of that child with a care that you won't get here easily. I wouldn't listen if I were you."

"I know that. Shoes that don't have any dust on them. Skin without a scratch. Radiant hair. Because you can see how much you love her. That kind of love for monsters. It's not funny."

Tsk, Shi Hyun, who held his tongue short, turned his head. That's why he hated the end. Whatever he said, he ended up as a monster. In fact, the demonstration of the monster's body had nothing to say back.

It was obvious that they would laugh at the fact that they were human. It is useless if you are unwilling to believe even if you reveal the truth. Even with a swim or Lynn as a witness, it only made me laugh. It was the same with a social security number or album from birth. I almost thought I killed him and took his identity.

Similar to a vote, another person was the end of the line. It's a favor, but it's stubborn. Being determined and having a firm belief was an advantage, but it was also a disadvantage. Once rooted, prejudice is never changed. The more I tried to fix it, the more I tried, the more tired I became.

"Se-hyun, what are you going to do if you lose boundaries? Are you going out?"

A vivid word.It was also a question I couldn't read my intentions. When asked suddenly, he kept his mouth shut and pondered. The outside world was a topic that she had never thought about.

Suddenly, she adapted to the jungle, which was outlined by the pharmacy, and the question of the end seemed strange. The world and society. Rules and laws. In the past, there are no such things as the body of Xi Hyun that existed in the past.

Human life begins with money and ends with money. It took more money to have a better experience, and more money to acquire more. Tastier, better homes, and better tea. Nothing that wasn't solved by money was solved.

But what about now? In a world ruled by force instead of money, Sihyun was like a king. I didn't have to care about other people's eyes. He had the power to achieve everything he wanted. Compared to the outside world, life conditions would be different from heaven and earth, but the sense of liberation and openness were unpredictable.

"If the boundary is lost, I plan to go outside. I wonder what the world would look like after the disaster. But that's it. I have no more interest. Then why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering. Knowing what you're thinking will help us deal with monsters like you."

Sihyun suddenly remembered the protagonist of the rumor that Kyungmin said.

"Monster? You mean the monster that's been killing Stigma users lately?"

"I don't know where you heard that, but yes, it is. He's as intelligent as you are, so he's struggling with investigation and tracking."

"Oh, I see."

He realized that the unknown hetero was not only given a specific mission but also able to make his own judgments. Did he appear to be anything like himself? When he came up with that idea, he couldn't hide his interesting feelings.

"Do you have any ideas? Anything. If you've seen any suspicious people, I hope you don't hide it from me..."

"I'm sorry, I don't think of them as my own. And if that's not the case, I don't remember seeing him."

"I thought you must know something. What a pity."

"I don't know all the monsters."

Shi Hyun shrugged his shoulders and received an unexpected offer from the end.

"Then I want you to look at the bodies of the victims. It'll be a little more accurate from the monster's point of view. Maybe you'll find something invisible in our eyes."

"Surprisingly, I would rather not be advised by a monster, and I thought I would never offer it." "

"The matter is urgent. That's not the kind of thing you're looking at in a situation where the number of victims is increasing differently every day."

"If it's so urgent, I can tell you how I feel. But don't get your hopes up. That's where all the monsters kill humans. It's gonna be hard to pinpoint a specific individual unless there's a particularly unusual wound."

"Nevertheless, it doesn't matter. We need at least one more opinion right now."

When he got up from his seat, he walked behind the end of the road. The victim's body was located in an underground warehouse not far from the main residence. A tunnel in the basement for storage of massive materials. It was the perfect place to store the body because it was always kept cool.

The cellar was' bright 'enough that it didn't feel like basement. The demonstration reaches the end of the cellar, carefully avoiding the wires that appear to have been further installed, looking at the end of the road.

"Is it in here?"

"Yes, there are 25 of them. Bodies that still haven't caught the perpetrator, kept him alive on purpose."

The demonstration of entering the morgue was more astonished by modern facilities than I thought. All I could think about was the fact that a coffin filled with one wall or an operating table could be easily dissected.

"Stop watching and come here. I'll show you the victims."

The end path pulls a body out of the morgue locker. The corpse was torn to pieces from head to toe, unknowingly showing how horribly disfigured it was at the time of death.

"The first person to be sacrificed was' Park Chang-im. 'Age 24. One of Stigma's most prominent players in the guild. He was presumed to have been attacked on a night patrol 22 days ago."

A demonstration of the end of the road carefully examined the wound and condition of the body. The number of heteros he faced was 100,000. It wasn't like I could think of a hetero that could leave a similar sneeze. But the more I thought about it, the more I noticed something strange in his eyes.

"You didn't dig up an organ. Strangely enough, I'd be dragged to the ranch if it was just a game or a whim, not a prey. The wound appears to be a very large one with claws or fangs, but the wound is getting shallower as the attack continues. It means there's no such thing as superpower."

"I'm guessing the reason I wasn't drawn to the ranch was because a nearby crew quickly discovered it. But I've never heard of no super-strength. You tore up a human being like this and you don't have super-strength?"

"That may be the beginning of super-strength in the human eye, but it's not necrotic in my eyes. At least one car needs to be heard with one hand to be called super-strength. This is just using a 'useful tool' to make it difficult for the other person."

"But there must be individuals whose strength is not proportional to the size of their fangs or claws."

"Unfortunately, I don't recall seeing such a flaw."

"What does that mean?"

"Whoever killed 25 people is sure it was a human being, not a monster." "

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