King of Shadows

"I punished you. Do you know how I felt when I heard that?"

"Is that why you did this..."

He seemed to know why the swimming did this.

"You know my heart now, don't you?"

"Yes. I was anxious, embarrassed, and obstinate."

Swimming gave her a comprehensive gift set. Sihyun sighed heavily at a powerful surprise, even a whirlpool of emotions. Swimming was no longer a child.

"If you know, be a little nicer to me. If you were active, none of this would have happened, right?"

She smiled as she looked down at the pool smiling at the basin. It was because I learned something from the words of swimming. Sihyun has been avoiding the mind of swimming until now. No, I was afraid. He hesitated constantly whether he could accept it or not make the wrong choice.

He had to reflect on what he had done so far. She did a lot of things that could hurt her heart, with a grace period of time for swimming that only she could face.

In the beginning, I didn't think that after a year, my swimming mind changed. Her heart was firm so that it did not match the young age. Sihyun was also thinking about accepting swimming naturally at that time.

He was the one who ignored the swimming mind thoroughly and wished that the swimming mind would not change. After realizing what kind of future he wanted, he decided to be a little more honest with himself.

Well, then at least...

He grabbed the chin of the swimmer and lifted it up. The swim facing Sihyun's gaze was breathtaking by the sweet scent that passed through the tip of his nose. Swimming in a dazzling mind realizing that it was the natural scent of the body of Xi Hyun did not conceal the elevated feeling.

"Mister...?"

As the swim tilted its head, she kissed her lips. As the soft, moist feel grabbed her lips, the swimming pool groaned unconsciously.

Immediately, she tucked her tongue between her open lips and covered her tongue. The swim turns its head to whatever happened, but she doesn't let her go. Rather, I was just stubborn and stubborn in her mouth. The swim breathed a harsh breath because of the unthinkable behavior of the demonstration. How long has it been? Swimming away from Sihyun's arms was just an elongated tingling of his mouth like a battery powered radio.

"..."

The swimming face turns red and bows. She covers her cheeks with her hands and looks at her with wet eyes.

"What's wrong with your face? You said you wanted me to be active."

"Yi, Yi, I didn't want this."

"Really?"

"No, I wanted a little. No, a lot. No, I'm hoping next time."

The swim that came to that point rolled its eyes like there was something more I wanted from him. Soon after she made a big decision, Lee Woo-Seong, the lifeguard, knocked on the door as she tried to open her mouth.

"Miss, it's time to go. I have dinner plans with my master's adult today. It's a little late."

Knng Dong Dong. Then the bell rings and the swim sighs. I found reason in the word "father." I looked up at him with a expressionless expression as if he was ashamed of the swimming.

"Too bad. I wanted to talk more."

"I can't help it. But this isn't the end, is it?"

"Yes, it is."

An elongated swim of lips that still had his body temperature still remained felt an unknown loss. The swim soon sent out a dazzling sensation, revealing what she came here for.

"Oh, and he wants to see you."

"Me?"

"Yes, you've been taking care of me, haven't you? He wants to know who you are. It looks like it's hard for Ms. Lynn to come, so please come alone. You're not going to be a lung, are you?"

When she met the two eyes of an expectant swimmer, she nodded reflectively. I didn't know that I had not met him in the Busan situation, so I just sighed secretly because I didn't expect him to fly like this.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I was wondering the same thing. Who your father was."

"So you've decided? I'll be back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so where can I go?"

"Yes."

After finishing the story, Sihyun walked the swimming pool with a smile. He closes his eyes, realizing that he has a promise in his head with Jocheol.

/247

He looked at the two men and women who had come to his house. Time is late in the afternoon. It was a hazy time to greet the guests, but Hochol welcomed them with a smile. It was a guest I couldn't refuse.

Hocheol silently observed two men and women. The man had delicate necessities, unlike a two-meter-long sphere. Short cut blonde hair and bright blue eyes were clean enough to show appeal to anyone.

Women were small in appearance, unlike men. No, it seemed relatively small because it was the average figure among women, but it was by the side of an abnormally large man. An intelligent smile on her brown hair has kept her smiling face consistently ever since she came in.

Hochol knew exactly who they were. I had no idea. The man was Robert Howler, the strongest man on the face of the earth, and the woman next to him was his sixth wife, Jane Fabric.

"I don't know what you came to see me about, but I need you to get it done quickly. I have an appointment with my daughter."

Jane nodded lightly and proceeded with the realization that she had visited late.

"We're here to make you an offer."

"What offer are you referring to?"

"Mr. Jo-cheol is looking for the King of Shadows, isn't he?"

"..."

"I know I'm still being held back. And what we came here to do is to benefit from each other. Expanding the common front to find the King of Shadows will allow Jocheol to move forward with his work, and we will be able to follow the guidelines a little more easily."

Hochol tilts his head when he hears Jane's words. It must have been true that he was a competent person to fight the water level in South Korea, but not because he lacked a better competency and position.

"Then it would be better to go to 'Jung-soo' instead of me. Why did you come to me and say that?"

"Joo-cheol knows best that you can't. We don't want friction."

Despite Hochol's nasty question, Jane responded with a smile. Ho-chul looks at Jane's face and shuts his eyes quietly.

Park Jung-soo. He was Park Jong-bin's half-brother, the president of the mythological group, and a prominent talent in South Korea. Working with a mythical group that is widely known globally and that has ties to the number-one and number-two conflicts within the country, it was clear that the scope of the investigation would naturally expand.

But Park Jung-soo was the one everyone was reluctant to see. The Poisonous Fire Lord, because that word was telling him everything.

Brothers who had different ships were brothers of companies who were arguing over water in one country. He grew up not knowing that he was a failure from birth. The half-brother, Park Jung Bin, who was his older brother, cared a lot about Park Jung Soo.

A good family. A good life. A high and wide future. Park Jung-soo, who grew up in such an environment, bloomed to one of one as soon as he turned twenty.

There was no way my nose wouldn't go up. His time of action was when the world was full of ideas and many talents were around. He set numerous achievements and records through the pioneering effect and confidently introduced himself as the best talent in South Korea.

Is it because I was born without knowing the word 'insufficient' until now? His actions were arrogant together. He was not reluctant to conflict because he was skilled and talented. It was that personality and background. It was clear that no one would choose anyone who knew Jung-soo.

"Moreover, not long ago, he insulted one of our colleagues at the official statue. I've had a red face with Robert before, so I can't bring him in."

"So you picked me as a worthy opponent."

"I hope you'll accept it as a communicative opponent, not a means of that. We're here to find a good partner. At least one person who can read the time without being overwhelmed by emotion is the only person we know."

"That's even more suspicious. But it's not bad to get rid of these conditions. It can't be bad for the best man on the face of the earth to join us."

At the beginning, Hochol was willing to accept any proposal Jane made. Hochol was pushed to the limit to find the King of Shadows. It wasn't that we couldn't gather information because we didn't have any clues. There were very few clues, but they were gathered together enough to reveal the identity of the Shadow King.

The limit hit by Hochol was Park Jung-soo. For some reason, Park Jung-soo was reluctant to find the King of Shadows. Every step forward in the investigation, the essence repercussions were explicitly changed.

That's why Hochol was going to take Jane and Robert and use them as a deterrent to essence. There was no sense of being hidden by the King of Shadows, but the name of the greatest man on the face of the earth was still famous.

"Then what will you do when you find the King of Shadows? I bet you're trying to seduce the Shadow King."

"Just leave it to the king of shadows. We just give him a choice."

"I like that it's simple."

Hochol and Jane exchanged detailed schedules there. As they spoke to each other and planned the operation in detail, they ended up shaking hands.

"Then that's it for today."

"Yes, I'll tell you more tomorrow."

Robert and Jane say goodbye to Hochol and then leave the house. When Robert reached the gate, he could see a woman coming towards him. Robert looks at her and sees a lightning bolt in his head.

Close to perfect, white skin with no blemishes. His silky, fine black hair was impressively close to him. For the first time in his life, Robert looked at her, forgetting to keep his mouth shut. One beat later, Robert realized that she was Hochol's child-daughter.

As he watched her enter the house, Robert uttered his last words.

"Jane, I may have seen an angel for the first time today."

/248

Morco Novikov, who was dispatched from Russia, specialized in research and analysis. Since he was a child, he was interested in follow-ups that no one would notice. He systematically worked hard to form his own follow-ups.

With numerous practices and experiences, Morco has become one of the world's most celebrated pursuers. The success rate of his eight-hall operations remains intact and legendary within his troops.

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