King of Shadows

"Thank you for saying that."

It was an unusual reward. It was like a full support from the Lobby family. The word 'Tribute Noble' was that heavy. But Jay was not pure. No, I didn't trust Grogan. The Hand of the Tribute Noble was clearly charming, but Grogan's condition was not good enough to use it.

'You tried to kill me and you're a nobleman. If you wanted to lie, you should have come up with something a little more realistic.'

Grogan was a tree that could be betrayed at any time. Moreover, he was a person who used extreme capital without hesitation. I can assure you, who would believe it? Jay shakes his head. Being a noble tribute in the first place had to be accomplished. And the result was a situation that directly aligned with Grogan's concerns.

The concerns of the Lobby Family owners could not have been easily solved. It'll be tough, it'll be hard. Jay, who remembered The One's concept of power, measured what was to come.

"Then let me briefly explain your work."

Jay, who unexpectedly became a secret agent, overheard the details from Grogan. Basic instructions, such as tangential methods, mission delivery methods, privileges, salaries, and rewards, were quickly etched into Jay's mind.

"... and report back to Earth regularly."

"Yes, I understand."

Jay decided to think good. Although the collar was stuffed in unexpected places, being Grogan's guardian was a sound that the watchman could grab even the inaccessible information.

The most important thing for Jay to become an apostle of Shi Hyun was information. More detailed and huge information that could break the circle. The Watchman may be a secret agent under Grogan's command, but the Secret Service will be able to dig deeper into the secrets of the circle. Jay began to draw a specific blueprint in his head because he was confident that he would never lose to anyone if he was borrowing someone else's power.

"This is proof that you are my paw."

Jay grabs the object that Gromgan threw with one hand. Grogan gave me a medal the size of a palm. Inside the medallion, decorated with gold and obsidian, three snakes were biting their tails and circling.

"Thank you. I will try to live up to the Lord's expectations."

Jay raises his lip tail faintly, calculating the reflective gains he can gain as a secret agent. Becoming a secret agent gave me access to the circle's material-secret, and that information gave me access to the mercy of demonstration.

Xi Hyun was an oppressive, but communicative opponent. Even if I didn't bend my back to Grogan, I could get what I deserved from him. If I sold more circles, I was sure I would give you enough freedom.

'Eventually we'll be out of his hands.'

His wish was to live in peace with Lara and her children. I wanted to stop preaching the battlefield.

"Then I am your master, and I give you an order. Let's see how well you're doing. Let's see what you can do."

That was quick. Jay snores in his head and listens to Grogan's orders. Soon after, Jay smiled. His shock was so intense that he couldn't wrap it outside. There was a crazy thought. The painting he drew was more annoying than Jay had guessed.

"Really? Is that what you want?"

"Yes, so take care of it without a doubt. Make sure everyone is convinced and accepting."

"Very well. If that's the Lord's will, I'll make it right." "

'... This is going to be bad.'

Maybe we should resist now. I thought that for a moment, but the arrow was already in the air. Kill or be Bob, I had to go to the end. Jay sighs. He was a loose end on Earth and Zephyros.

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In the center of the Zephyros is a huge mountain range. The mountain range that separates the western continent from the eastern continent is called Zeus. It was 3,800 kilometers long and the highest seal of the 'corridor' was 6,412 meters.

Zeus was a ferocious land where life could not live. Even the warmest day was close to minus 50 degrees and the air pressure changed sharply every second. Zeus was still called 'Marble' after the aftermath of the ice age that ended thousands of years.

Even in Zeus, it was the room that stood out by itself. There was no dirt in the Korum that touched the sky. Covered in white snow was nature's miracle and obstacle.

There was a cave at the top of Korum surrounded by snow and cold fog. The entrance was narrow and the caverns inside were enormous and unusual in shape, not owing to nature. It was the result of the man who owned the cave.

The man was sitting in a cave for a day. He breathes and wastes his time doing nothing.

The hair of a man who was as dark as a shadow had grown long and filled the cold ground. A limb as thin as chopsticks, a puppy's eyes. Losing his passion, he was' Chris', the chief and savior of The Circle. Wrapped in a transparent cotton cloth like the wings of a dragonfly, he spent every day using the ferocious land as his home. He hasn't moved in almost four years, but his body hasn't changed a bit. It was the same as when I came to the choir room.

After a long struggle, Chris had reached the pinnacle of power, but filling his heart was not joy and joy that he had achieved his goal, but futility of reason. He climbed to the ranks of the great old existence and formed a wall and was inspired by his thoughts, but the more he did so, the more faded his emotions became. Everything's bothered me.

Outside the street, the petty ants gross, and the filthy cockroaches irritate me when I'm inside the castle. Chipper's life was also because he could not endure such daily life. As Chris turned his gaze to space, he no longer understood the circle. I couldn't sympathize with those in Zephyros.

But one of Chris's feelings was burning clearer than ever. It was an uplifting desire to be a little better. Chris knew that his advisory beings were shining like stars in the night sky.

I want to be like that too. I want to be strong. I want to use the universe as a long-term platform. With pure aspiration, Chris hoped to reach the edge of the great old being, beyond.

Chris, who was still building his own sheep today, noticed that the space was divided. Unlikely, the space distorted and black fog poured down through the cracks. A strange gas that vomits pressure and despair just by looking at it. The repulsive energy was enough to contaminate the mind. It was clear that the saint would be corrupt and the saint would be a daughter-in-law. But Chris nodded his head at the person who appeared in the space as if there was no emotion.

"Everyone's Idol, Alto! Hey, Chris. It's been a long time since I've seen my pretty smile. You think I'm gonna fall out? If you don't like smiles, you can stay in your mushy body."

In front of Chris was a woman wearing a black umbrella. With dark hair like the night sky and dark eyes like the abyss, her presence alone was ominous, but her unconscious beauty was offsetting the ominous. The dress was fine enough to show the back and sternum, full of frills and ribbons.

She was young to rule as a woman, and she was vague to say she was a girl, Alto smiled brightly and scattered joy all over the world. Alto's appearance was extremely noisy, but Chris' response was much quieter.

"Hello, Alto. But what is Idol?"

"You don't even know Idol!? Listen, Chris. I'll fill you in on your lack of knowledge. Idol is basically a word for idols. In other words, an idol or a popular person. Like me, where you can shine anytime, anywhere!"

"Everyone's idol means they want to be worshipped. I understand."

"I can't be the only idol. It's a cosmic disadvantage that I only look at one person. The damage is immense."

"I see."

Chris nods as if he knew something new. Alto was a adviser and colleague to Chris. He was there to help me always make the right choice.

I met her when I fell in love with Huhi's best friend. Chris, who flew out of space, waited for the moment of death. But that wait became the meeting of the century.

We met on the other side of the universe. A strange creature that can't call, can't see, can't perceive, can't measure, can't measure, can't calculate, can't understand, and can only scatter a subtle sense of pressure. It has a chaotic shape, and he calls himself "Nialla Totep."

The nature of Alto and its cosmic personality. Chris, who had been given the power of the unknown oil by Nialla Totep, took over Zephyros with Alto, the body of Nialla Totep. It was around that time that I woke up from a 'dream' called the Seeker.

"Cough, cough. Chris, you didn't clean up again, did you? Anyway, you shouldn't be without me."

Alto, who picked up the ashtray, dug through the cave and swept away the accumulated dust for four years. The dust evaporates according to her movements, whether by magic or not. In the blink of an eye, she clears the cave and starts spraying the perfume out of her chest.

Chris opened his mouth, gazing at him with a single glance.

"Where have you been this time?"

"Of course I've been to Earth. We need to build a foundation to get things going. You can count on it, Chris."

Alto, who placed his hands on his waist, declared willingly.

"Oh, right, right. A while ago, I was trying to get a glimpse of the Earth through my body, and a kid punched me in the eye! I wanted to tell the lady it was a manners violation, but she ran away quickly. Chris, scold me when you get out. Okay?"

"You still don't have enough research from the Raider." It's time-honored. "

"If you're a charger, I'd get tired of you."

Chris, the Savior, could not leave Zephyros. I became the Seeker and had great power, but the world was holding him by the ankle. It was possible to go out into space, but not across dimensions. The body shaped by the ancient Elder God was not uncomfortable.

I had to give up my body to cross the dimension. Only the pure soul could have used the passageway. However, even if it crossed dimensions, it was dangerous to enter a new body. It's because the variables are overflowing. With Alto's help, you were only able to cross the dimension once. If it fails, there is no next.

That's why Chris set up a separate unit to reduce the risk as much as possible. The name of the battering party consists of fanatics who can burn the soul as well as the body. They abandoned the pioneer's body and entered the human body and became the subjects themselves.

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