King of Shadows

"I hear your granddaughter is part of the search party."

"Yes, it is."

He gave a vague look at what Carrydom said. His granddaughter, Lindsey, is only 21 this year. Moon Moon Jeomjeon. Unattended. It was a word that everyone called Lindsey. She had the talent and the base to be anything.

It was a concealing personality, so it might feel hard for the first time to see him, but he was not a bad child in nature. I didn't say that because I was my granddaughter. It was extremely objective.

However, I couldn't help but sigh when I thought of Lindsey, my granddaughter. His granddaughter, who wouldn't be sick in the eyes, was obsessed with the profession of "hunters."

After the disaster, "Hunter," it was a conceptual job. To be precise, it was a 3D industry that profited by capturing numerous heteros from around the world and acquiring their loot or by-products.

It was possible because there were sometimes such miracles that modern technology could not reproduce in objects embedded in this world's civilizations and technologies.

'Bogu' which cannot be converted into money. Characteristics, appearance and power, respectively, were part of the ideal that humanity hoped for. But the downside was dramatic. I had to risk my life.

Heterotopia, of course, to which they were aggregated, was unknown. Chaos so chaotic that no common link could be found. The heterogeneity of the wild was also different from the evolutionary process. In just a few days, even the same individual ignored the causal relationship and evolved into a completely different parent.

It was inefficient to confront those who were full of variables and unknowns for an uncertain reward. It was an act of suicide. But Lindsey chose that path. She inherited the blood of favor. Since childhood, her curiosity and adventure were different.

Lindsey went to where she should be as soon as disaster struck and the world changed rapidly. She was trained in a special region with strong stigma and a mutual connection. It wasn't about building a reputation as a hunter. He was ready to run several times faster than others.

Until now, Lindsey has become so famous that no one in Korea knows her.

"Are you close with a child named Lindsey?"

"Yes?"

When Lindsey's name was mentioned in Carrydom's mouth again, she was very supportive. Karydom frowned, whether he was once again irritated by the face of the endorsement.

"I'm asking if you're close."

"Of course I'm close. He will, because she's my granddaughter."

It was enough to tell a 'story' that I had never told anyone. There was no way I wouldn't be close. Karydom, who saw the face of advocacy, coughed a few times.

"My son seems to be interested. Talk to him. So that the two of you can care about each other."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Karidom shakes his head.

"I didn't realize. That means you'll give your family a chance to shed the blood of the pioneers. Perhaps I'll see you again in blood..."

Then he gave a bitter smile, noticing what the Caridome was saying. 'Pioneer's Blood'. Karidom was proposing marriage. In my mind, I was insulted when I saw the face of the Karidom, saying that if I get married, I won't say anything insulting anymore.

Karidom was the greediest person he'd ever seen. It was not my discretion to determine whether or not the existence of a pioneer was like that, but I was tired of the fact that the person before me was sprinkled on Korea.

"That's not what I'm saying. because relationships and marriages are a matter of deciding and judging among the parties. I don't think it's a question of meddling."

He politely refused the offer of the Caridome. It was because I didn't want my granddaughter to mix with the filthy hordes. Karedum smiled indifferently as a different sound sounded from his expectations.

"Tsk, tsk, I don't understand why he would follow a kid like that. If he came out under one of these guys, it would be obvious."

As the Caridome goes down the watchtower, a voice comes into his chest and stabs him. To the very end, the Caridome despised it. A mockery of the intolerant, malicious Khalidom. I looked up at the sky with my empty eyes. Even though he was a scholar to save the world and the people around him praised him, his strength was only this strong.

"Se-hyun, I miss you today."

I sincerely thought so. I missed the time when I dug up my special partner and unknown without any worries or anxiety.

/064

It's been a week since Flomoia's tester successfully breached the Grand Delliol. The Temporary Ops Base has been noisy since morning. Person identifying organized search party. Person reviewing area to search again. Someone who checks to see if anything is wrong with the package. Each of them acted differently, but they had only one goal. Going inside the Grand Delliol. They were among the elite who gathered for a week's search.

The search party was supposed to be deployed using four locations: northeast, southwest, east, and west. A massive search for 400 people in each region. A total of 1,600 people wanted Flomoia to quickly open a passageway to Seoul.

Lindsey, who was among the crowd, stood silently with her eyes closed. But she was particularly noticeable by it. It was because of her looks.

Beautiful enough to shine just by being there. Fresh eyes and a stubborn look resembling a cat somewhere. Dressing tight enough to make your abs elastic and tight thighs look even, was also one of the reasons for gathering attention around you.

She cuts her shiny hair randomly and covers her shoulders with images more like a female warrior than a woman. But that was the point. The danger and sharpness of her charm, which would have ceased in fascinating beauty, made her a deadly beauty.

Lindsey's role in the search party was to search the east. To be precise, it was a mission to look at the Gangdong-gu area and unite the survivors so that they could escape safely.

It was a burdensome mission, but Lindsey didn't care. The next big thing we did after the hunt was civilian rescue. I had enough experience. And she wasn't the only one going in.

In other words, it was a one-man, one-man mission. And two of them were her guild members. Nothing was difficult.

"I'm nervous. Aren't you nervous?"

"Never."

The youngest of the guild members, Mi Mi Hu, put his hands together and stopped his beating chest. This was the first time he had just entered high school.

"What the hell is he talking about? That's a real face. If you want to look like a girl, you have to be brave. If you came to lead the guild through the lottery, open your chest. Like this!"

"Ugh!?"

"Gu Jun", who hit Minhu's back strongly, cheerfully smiled to reveal his molars. Unlike Minhu, who looked like a woman on white skin, Joon was a man like a wild horse. Sunburned skin and short shaved hair showed how active and practical he was.

"I thought high school was encouraging more hunting these days? There was nothing like that when he was a kid. It was a study."

"But I'm nervous because I'm nervous. because it's different from a hunt that knows everything and doesn't know when or where it's going to explode."

Joon rubbed his shoulders and empowered them.

"Keep your back open. This is a historic moment. It's the first time we've done a search in our country over the moors of Grandeliol in the world. Of course, it also includes rescue work. Where do you get your career without paying for it?"

"I'm sure it is."

Whether it was through the care of Joon or not, Minhu dismissed the tension with a bright smile. I was moved by the words "career" as a fast high school student.

"The guild members are so relaxed, why don't we too?"

"Let go of my hand. If you don't want to get fired."

The last person on page four. Kedum relentlessly places his hand on his shoulder, and Lindsey pushes him firmly. Kedum, the son of Karidom, was like Lindsey. Thoughtful as the son of a pioneer, he had special skills that made him useful for hunting. But his blatant appeal and arrogance were the problem.

Moreover, Kedum's place was not Bondi's, but one of Lindsey's tickets. Originally, Lindsey's group was all supposed to be filled with her guild members. But Kedum held the power of the Khalidom against his back and robbed him of the last place.

Kedum was the one I couldn't see well because I wanted to see well. But Kedum tickled her ear with all sorts of rhetoric in order to like her, whether she knew how Lindsey felt.

Whenever the stink mixed with sea scent provoked the tip of her nose, Lindsey bit her molars. She knew what the Caridoms thought of grandfather's favor and how they treated him. Under such circumstances, Kedum, the son of Karidom, could not have been noticed. I was just patient considering their social position.

"Lady, it's open."

Lindsey was distracted by what she said, and ignored Kedum and looked straight ahead. When she saw Flormoia's consolation through the haze - the boundary - as a chain of resonant effects, she blinded Seoul with a firm resolve.

Five years ago, there was a sudden rebirth of my support for being locked up in Seoul - Grandeliols. It could be called a coincidence miracle, but unfortunately, he lost his stigma.

Unquestionable return. It caused many stories and repeated disappearances. At first, everyone doubted the existence of a vote. I was wary that he wasn't a hetero.

The most important characteristic of heteros was the inability to use human stigma. Several tests, however, have proven themselves to be human. However, there was always a fire of doubt. I did not fade in the first place.

Every time they came up with an incredible theory and hypothesis, people doubted him even more. It was falsified that heteros were leaking information in order to seduce humans.

They all made meaningless claims to eat away at their positions and positions. Funnily enough, the way to vote was blocked.

Lindsey grew up with such a vote. And I realized the world's irrationality and selfish human nature at a young age. I realized that one day, she wanted to be a hunter and be supportive.

An age when force is power. It was an age of recognition when a woman had the strength to match him. Hence, Lindsey plunged into a world of hunters who once made a mistake could never see the bottom.

She hoped that if she was recognized in the world of hunters, there would be fewer people who would take it lightly. Fortunately, her talents and aptitude were well suited for hunters. She made it to the summit in four years.

Lindsey, as she expected, those who saw her fame and status did not take it lightly. Just that, Lindsey was satisfied.

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