King of Shadows

Sihyun, who stepped on Kuntaran's head, looks down at him with cold eyes. There was no victory and defeat in his head. In the beginning, it was absurd to share hands with Kuntaran.

"Who the hell are you? What do you mean, you're a pioneer, not an Eclipse?"

"Something like that."

Kuntaran is in a humiliating posture, but he puts all his effort into uncovering his identity. If he was such a strong pioneer, he wouldn't have known. He only had a name, but he had a throne. Like it or not, it was a place where you could only see so many pioneers on Hyler continent.

But there was no pioneer in Kuntaran's head. Where did this pioneer come from? I stopped thinking about Kuntaran. There was only one pioneer who did not share the bridge.

A pioneer at the center of the event who suddenly appeared as if he had fallen from the sky. An absolute shadow that freely ruled the shadows and killed even the long-time enemies of Hayler continent. He hasn't even seen Kuntaran yet.

"The King of Shadows."

"That's right."

Shi Hyun grinned and chewed off Kuntaran's right arm. There was no need for an imprint of the law of the lion. Simply beyond Kuntaran's defensive abilities with pure physical abilities, Jihyun plucked out his arm without the aid of any tools.

"Rrrrgh!"

"Be quiet, it's noisy."

Sihyun glances down at Kuntaran with cold eyes, his servant Caesar's words to the girl just now. Kuntaran, whose lips are clenched, stares at her with an icy eye.

"Why are you looking at me? Now that the pain's coming, does it feel real?"

"It didn't have to be this way..."

Sihyun turned his head as if it was boring. There were a lot of Kuntarans in Grand Delhi, too. At first, everyone acted like they were going back to their own way, but when the crisis came, they begged for their lives.

"Unfortunately, I bowed my head first, and it was you who kicked me out of that goodwill. Don't forget that until the end. I'll decide the first time or the last time."

Kuntaran was devastated when he uttered his own words. I felt uneasy that there was really no place to go.

"You have lost. I admit defeat."

"I didn't mean to kill him. Because you have to live with the feeling of the weak."

Kuntaran was Bererosa's cousin and the head of the Knights of Bezelon. There was no excuse for beating him to death, but killing him was no excuse. Moreover, there are pioneers from all over the country gathered because of the conference. Only Bererosa, who invited him as a guest, was embarrassed.

"Death is too light a atonement for you in the first place."

With a meaningful smile, he began to absorb Kuntaran's power as much as he wanted. What Kuntaran just said opened my eyes to the power of victory.

A greedy, unwinnable force-snatched Kuntaran's power in an instant. Kuntaran groans at the defect in his body. Sihyun only looked at the struggling Kuntaran with no emotion.

"Only 100,000."

He felt that his thinking had risen from 94 million to 100,000 and reached 94 million. Even though he had mastered nearly 8 million powers, his thinking was incomplete. Since we knew that the greater the size and size of the thought, the more efficient it would be, we studied the ability gained from Kuntaran.

Surprisingly, Kuntaran's ability was one of the abilities he wanted to possess.

'Dimensional disconnection'.

I expected a third eye to see the Tantium family, but when a completely different unique technique appeared, Shi Hyun puzzled. One of the pioneers, Kuntaran, has a unique skill that is rare enough to be regarded as a finger.

Only one unique skill was granted to one clan, except in special circumstances. In other words, Kuntaran's third eye was a fake.

It was also one reason that we did not use the unique technology of 'dimensional discontinuation' to the end. He had the number of spleens and begged for his life without using them because he had a good reason.

Competition, Hailer Continent, Pioneer, Unique Technology. Only then did he realize that Kuntaran was no ordinary pioneer. Instinctively perceiving a distortion that seemed to change from the outside and the inside, Jihyun burst a small elasticity.

Kuntaran was not real.

"Funny, because you're obsessed with role-playing, and this is how it ends. It's thanks to me. I think he hid his powers so he wouldn't get caught."

If an intruder-spy disguised as Kuntaran were passive, none of this would have happened. If we hadn't acted puritanically, none of this would have happened.

Shi Hyun lifted Kuntaran, who had lost his mind, [asked him].

Who are you?]

"I, I..."

Kuntaran, who heard Shi Hyun's request, fell down convulsing on the spot. After realizing his opponent's defenses were thorough, he carried Kuntaran. It wasn't time to play here. There may be more than Kunta who infiltrated the Hayler continent with malice and hostility.

[Are you the same?]

"W-what are you talking about?"

Sihyun, who was carrying Kuntaran, also punched Caesar. It's a crime. Xihyun, who called the great spear and entrusted Caesar to his side, looks at Caesar and recites it in small words.

"If you don't know what you're talking about, you just need to get to know it."

/195

Lin greets a number of pioneers who know her in the reception room, looking at Bererosa with a bored look. Lin looks at Bererosa, who sits without a scratch, shaking her head.

"Been doing this all day... I can't do it."

"We're almost there. Only the two most important people are left. You can count on it. One of your favorites."

"... You're not an old lady, are you?"

Lin makes a hunch from Bererosa's words that her opponent is trembling.

"Why not? There's no one else who wants to see you."

"Ugh, can we just go?"

"I can't wait for him to come and nag you himself. What happens if I do that in front of you? Hehe."

Lynn was unable to connect the horses. Because in her head such sights were regenerated. Rin remains silent. The worst case was her honesty wanting to escape.

A moment later, two people entered the reception room.

One was a gentleman-age-aged man in a hairpiece. However, unlike a polite man, his eyes were sharp and unfamiliar. The fangs protruding outward once every smile, as well as the skin that was white enough to show a clear line of blood, indicate his dangers exclusively.

The other one, on the other hand, was a mature woman-age-aged man. A woman with a silver-haired head had wrinkles around her eyes and a small figure, but the feminine beauty remained intact after many years.

Lynn knew both of them. The gentleman who wore the helmet was "Elard Judicia," who ruled the vampires, and the other was "Butterfly Uris," who ruled the Gumiho clan.

"It's been a long time, butterfly, Elard."

"Hello, Ellard… and Grandma."

The two seniors were co-representatives of The Purity, a tribal centric society coalition. Even though he ruled the Hayler continent, other than the Kingdom of Tagnaria, Bererosa led the story calmly, without losing tension in the appearance of the pioneers.

The conversation came and went for a while. It was almost just Bererosa and the butterflies talking, but the atmosphere was soft. Ellard only listens to them with a furious look on his face.

The butterfly glances at its granddaughter, Lin, with an elegant smile.

"Lynn, you don't seem happy to see your grandmother. He hasn't made eye contact in a while."

"No, it's good to see your face. Look, isn't he smiling like this?"

The butterfly raises its tail as if it were pleasant. It approaches Lynn. Soon, Rin's back was beaten with the palm of her hand. Lin's tears shed a single tear in a powerful blow to the sound of a mate's voice.

"You came here because you were kicked by your first love, don't you have an idea? Do you know how worried she was? You know what, girl? With my eyes closed for a while, I had all sorts of accidents."

The old lady became a chariot, making Lynn's heart soft without pity. Rin sniffs as she rubs her flimsy back. Kneeling before Lynn, butterflies grin her cheeks.

"I'm glad you're doing well, though. I never thought I'd see you like this again."

A butterfly with open arms hugs Lynn. And I felt the warmth of my granddaughter who I grew up not knowing. Lynn also hugged the butterfly forcefully. Even if I said I didn't want to see her, I always missed her arms.

"Me too, Grandma."

"If my granddaughter hadn't taken the fox beads, I could have stayed more secure. What else would a traitor take?"

Butterflies even thought about stealing Lynn's fox beads from Xenon, but they seemed to have one thing they could use as a human force in the exhibition. If that was the result of Lynn's love, we decided to respect her.

"Grandma! This is all behind us now."

"Yeah, I think I got my fox bead back."

Butterflies, the godmother of the gumihos, were able to sense the fox beads in Lynn's arms. Bererosa also told me a story, so the butterfly didn't say long.

"Oh, now that you're old, you need a groom. Do you want me to introduce you? I'll save you as a very loyal and honest man, not as dishonest and shallow as Xenon."

"It's okay because I already have a good person with me."

In Lynn's confession, the butterfly shuts up for a moment. She didn't expect to mate with Lynn for 60 years. In a world without pioneers, the imagined butterfly nods quietly.

"Yes, that's enough."

"I thought you hated people who weren't from the same clan?"

The Gumiho clan was a commonly spoken tribal society. It was a closed atmosphere. The social structure became famous because there were so many people with liberal personalities, but even butterflies had a history of accepting the same gumiho as a husband.

"What I hope is that the Gumiho culture and traditions will not be forgotten. To honor our ancestors' legacy. I don't want to stop the kids from leaving. And if you're dealing with the pain of your first love..."

The butterfly that came to that end was blurry. Just like Bererosa, she knows Lin's taste, and her opponent doesn't imagine it. The butterflies open their mouths in the unlikely event that they encounter another opponent like Xenon.

"Verify..."

But the butterfly's words did not continue. It was because Ellard, who had been consistent with silence so far, opened his mouth.

"You haven't changed a word I've said before or now."

When the butterfly sees Ellard interrupting his words, it snorts.

"You speak as if you have a special reason."

"Of course. To preserve tradition and culture. That's not funny. We are merely protecting our filthy blood from mixing. It's not qualitatively consistent with vague arguments."

"Well, that's an interesting story. I want to tell you how many of my children were married there."

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