King of Shadows

Bererosa despises Sherry with all her might. With one look and one gesture, she expressed everything she felt. I gently pointed out that this is the difference between you and me. Lin senses that the flow has passed before Sherry opens her mouth.

"Yes, my wife's responsibilities are not over on the bed. Don't think of everything on your own terms."

"Hmmm, I think so too. If the relationship ends there, it won't be difficult. Moreover, it is not good to live a life that is focused on pleasure."

It was the one that made the most of the world and experienced the end of luxury and enjoyment. At that time, her experience has remained deep in the bone to date. Pleasure had the magical power to eliminate and neglect people. She didn't want him to fall into that magic.

"You're saying something strange. Did I ever tell you I was going to neglect my responsibilities as a wife?"

"You just said that. I value pleasure and excitement the most. Isn't that what you said?"

"You say you think it's the best value, but it's not the same as saying you're going to neglect your responsibilities. If you hold the bag like that, you have nothing to say."

One didn't even think about it, one drooled. I couldn't open my mouth. Sherry smiles bitterly.

"I understand. If you're not confident at night, you can cut me down like that. To be honest, I believed you would face it with your own eyes. But based on your attitudes, I can see how you're living. Apparently, he was moaning excitedly, leaving his master's satisfaction behind."

"Oh, no! Si-hyun likes it so much..."

Lin's tail sags steadily. She lowers her head, just touching her loving finger. I couldn't say no. Sihyun became stronger every day.

Bererosa, who is well aware of Lynn's affliction, clapped her shoulders.

"... I can't believe you have the upper hand to shake your waist. I will not listen to such arguments and grounds."

The situation is gradually flowing to the bottom. When the atmosphere was stiff, Shi Hyun came forward to mediate them.

"That's enough. Everything is precious to me. I don't want to see you guys fight like this. I don't think you guys are gonna get along so soon. But I need you to at least show me that you're trying to understand. Your outright hostility will only deepen your emotions. We have a lot of days ahead of us... so that's it for today. Why don't we talk about this when we're not doing anything?"

Bererosa shakes her head. It was a true statement, but it was absurd to walk away from it.

"I'm sorry, I don't think it's a situation for Se-hyun to leave. This is something we have to sort out for ourselves."

"Se-hyun, you did this. If you really feel responsible, step back."

"Yes, Sihyun, you go back. It's not just men getting in the way."

Sihyun, who could not find his home text, stepped back one step. Screaming like a man was not something that could be solved. It wasn't like we couldn't put out the fire right now. But if we clear things up like that, there's a good chance the fire will start again where he doesn't see it. It was much more efficient to keep an eye on the news of the incident.

"Woman to woman, not man to man... How can you say that to your master?" You don't have the slightest respect for your master. You've been confronting me with that idea? At least I can cherish you more than you. So I'm out. "

Sherry rebukes Lynn with a hostile takeover. Lynn bites her lip, scolding Sherry's attitude. One realizes that the cat thief is firmly fixating on his position, and intervenes in between and defends Lynn. Bererosa sighed as coldly as ever, and tuned the three of them.

As time went on, the situation gradually turned into chaos. The conversation that had lost its purpose was urgent to vomit complaints about each other. It was an emotional conversation. The tidying up was growing rather than distracting. Protesters shake their heads at the heavy language violence that flies like bullets. It wasn't so weird if the idea exploded right now.

Sihyun was regarded as a blessing that there was no swimming here. It's because I didn't want her to learn from it. She always wanted to be a pure angel.

"Well, it's gonna get better with that fight."

Hyun, who dreamed of a false future, smiled bitterly. He knew best that it was impossible.

/332

Ravania had a long conversation with her father, Crowell. It was a trivial subject, but she was happy alone. It was like I was dreaming. It's been almost twenty years since I saw Cruwell's smile. Even if the conversation is pleasant, it's over. She rises from her seat, face to face, releasing the snail as much as she can.

"It's late, so I'll be going now."

"Where are you going?"

Ravania couldn't keep her mouth shut because of Cruwell's cold attitude. Just a moment ago, he gave her a frowny look as she listened to her conversation. Ravania became dizzy due to a sudden, embarrassing change.

"Huh?"

Her body falls back before Ravania even says Moore. Heavy as lead. It was only then that Ravania realized that vertigo was not a natural occurrence. Is this about the tea I just drank? Or the sweets I've been eating? A number of questions floated through her mind, but she lost her mind without connecting her thoughts.

How much time has passed. When she regained her senses, she confronted a cold reality.

"... basement?"

The judgment was quick because it was a familiar ceiling. Ravania bows her head, noticing that her lower body is refreshing. And I couldn't hide my surprise. His underwear, even his skirt, was stripped off. The incredible sight gives Lavania full strength, but her little resistance returns to her senseless form.

The whole body was tied to a surgical bed. Moreover, the legs were tied wide open. Lavania cries, realizing that a thick leather strap holds her limbs tightly. Even though I wanted to open my mind and accept the reality that came to me, the false pretenses were too high.

It was only a few minutes ago that I had a conversation, feeling the warmth of the family. In the meantime, it was impossible to be tied to a cold surgical bed. At least we couldn't connect her to the common sense loop.

What the hell is going on? Even though the answer is already out there, Lavania has put everything on its last hope. But reality cruelly trampled her hopes. It's because Cruwell came down to the basement at the same time as she was hoping.

Cruwell's face was rigid enough that he could not find any emotions, not guilt. After realizing that the atmosphere surrounding him was unusual, Ravania struggled.

"Dad? What is this?"

Ravania couldn't hide her confused expression. How can I keep my cool? Until recently, Ravania thought that Cruwell had regained consciousness. But in front of her eyes, only the Cultists surrendered themselves to a fierce frenzy. She also knew that the family was after Mado.

I also understood that this changed Kruwell's heart. Nevertheless, Ravania believed in Kruwell to the end. Even though I was crazy, I didn't think I was going to sacrifice my family. But sadly, her faith was betrayed.

"Alas, Lavania, I must sacrifice you. You're the only woman left in the family."

"What are you talking about? Dad? Please untie this. You're not gonna kill me, are you? Please, don't kill me. I'll do anything you say, Jebaal!"

"Relax, Lavania. You won't die. Rather, you will be the first and best person to hold the God of my brother. Trust me."

Ravania lets out a shout of despair and cries, but Crowell does not stop. He just opens the Necronomicon, keeping Ravania's voice back.

Soon, Cruwell cast his spell in an unprecedented language. He entrusted himself to the flow between the stars, and summoned a distant existence using the 'fragments' that Alto had brought with him. He could not have failed hundreds or thousands of times.

When the spell reached its peak, the interior of the basement began to deteriorate. Soon, a strange object appeared in the spaces-superdimensional-with nothing. Coming out of a dark, deep pit was a long lump of meat - tentacles.

The tentacles made of bubbles that never disappear, spit out their colors gracefully without losing their light even in the dark basement. Crowell lost himself to a colourful scattering bubble lump - tentacles - momentarily.

A concept arises from breathing, and a phenomenon is established from moving the body. Such an aftermath occurred just by being there. It was the universe itself. The incarnation of overwhelming power that can make humanity, and even the logic of the Sambaman, a worthless illusion. Not like Ig. No, not like Ig. Cruwell trembles, trembling at the presence of such a great creature that even a single speck of dust can be lifted.

The being he called had such absolute power. Just by looking at the toes of the toes of the toes, my self was crushed and lost. Realizing he was running out of time, Crowell quickly induced a 'tentacle'.

Thinking about beings on the other side of time was inevitable, but tentacles were not. There was no will. It did not account for much. In comparison to humans, it was only that much fluffy. I knew it was there, but I just didn't feel the need to recognize it. So Cruwell was going to finish the job before he realized the existence on the other side of time.

"Caaaagh!"

Ravania, who had never been discovered, resisted desperately. She had no idea that the Waitleys' efforts had come true. But now I know. It was another madness.

In order to avoid the coming disaster for her, she scratches her palm so hard that her fingernails are broken that it reaches the roots, moving her whole body like a person who had a seizure. I had long forgotten the thought of Kruwell betraying himself. Her only appetite was survival instinct.

Cruwell did not change his complexion, although the sight of him struggling with the power of the ugly multiplication was pathetic enough to arouse vague compassion. Rather, I looked down at Lavania with a look of anticipation.

"Lavania, it's all for business. I don't know now, but in time you will know my heart. It's like the Waitleys' long-standing mastery runs through your body. I'm leaving footprints in a place no one has ever been to. So don't be sad. He'll pass, too."

"Cruwell, you're crazy! How, uh, how! I can give you a child!"

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