King of Shadows

"Shhh!!!"

Kembell had a seizure without tolerating the uproar. He twists his body to vomit out the things in his throat. But no one helped him. It was all his doing. It was Orlot who made his choice to survive.

The consequences of those who resist are vain. Those who carved into their eyes the image of Kembell disappearing into the ashes did not notice their trembling breasts. The next president of the United States, Kembell, unable to resist, turned to gold dust and was blown into the wind.

It was an exaggerated calamity and underestimation of the opponent. No one could blame Bererosa for her punishment, even if she deserved it.

"What do you think? Do you think my punishment is unjust? You may speak freely."

The conference room is quiet. You hear no breath. Public executions in modern societies were ruthless and inhumane. Bererosa's actions were commendable. Representatives in each country, however, did not deny it. This was the Zephyros, not the Earth. The only thing that could protect them was their ability and humility.

"Good. If I didn't know better, I'd kill everyone here today." "

Bererosa sits down, expressing a creepy word.

"For the record, today's work is just an example. I was just showing you what happens when you plot something trivial. If anyone tries my patience, I will rip you to shreds even worse than this. Do you understand?"

Representatives of each country nodded madly. No one who wanted to talk about human rights and peace appeared. In front of the overwhelming force, the unclear concept was only lighter than air.

"If you think about it, think about what happened today. And carve it into your bones. If you can erase the past and transcend the future, you can challenge me. I'm happy to accept that."

"No." "We've been with the Queen from the beginning." "It was Kembell all along."

"Is that so? Seems like a lot of people were blaming Kembell for hitching a ride on his own airstream."

"How could you do that?" I was blind for a while. "We were afraid of a scratch on the Queen's dignity."

Representatives of each country who realized the reality acted like tongues in their mouths. They became puppets that move according to Bererosa's will. Bererosa smiles brightly as the situation settles and the atmosphere calms down.

"Then I will continue the dimensional conversation."

As if nothing had happened, Bererosa carelessly declared the opening, and the representatives of each country felt an unknown fear. Bererosa doesn't miss the look on their faces.

"Are you saying you can't do it because of Kembell's death?"

The representatives of each country whispered in unison, but no one took it out of their mouths.

"I have no idea how incompetent I am. If you're going to act like a spineless reed, do it to the end. Don't talk to me. Just listen to me. Do you understand?"

It was a blatant mockery, but representatives of each country did not speak up. They've already lost their minds. I came to Zephyros with the dream of Qing 'un, but all they had was a cruel reality.

They needed time to collect their breasts. However, Bererosa led the conference without hesitation. The conclusion of the dimensional conference was already concluded.

/512

Steven reveals Kembell's plan to Bererosa when things get weird. It wasn't that hard to confess and regain the light. He was young enough to be wrapped up in a vicious beating, and Bererosa was compassionate enough to consider the beating. But being in the dungeon was inevitable because it was the time.

But Steven was satisfied. He was able to give Kembell a blow.

Kembell was a sinking ship anyway. From the beginning, Steven did not think that Kembell could defeat Bererosa. The only reason he was able to win so far was because his opponent was in common sense.

But Bererosa was beyond Kembell's capabilities. If I didn't like it, I could turn the whole plate upside down. On the other hand, the witnesses who escaped from the dungeon did not return twice.

'It's over.'

I could tell without seeing it. That's why Steven laid down on the bed and enjoyed his leisure time.

Perhaps it was not long after the expansion of the Tagnaria itself. His cell was more cozy than I expected. But Jacker, in the cell across the street, doesn't understand his position.

"Steven! Why, did you betray us?"

"That's a funny question. You know I hate Mr. Campbell, right? Did you really think you'd miss something so delicious?"

That's why Steven took Jacker's offer so lightly.

"It's over. Mr. Jacker."

"It's not over. It's not over..."

Jacquere, who squats on his back, continues to speak out in despair. In fact, he was anticipating it. That the Kembell he was following fell to hell. But Jacker could not take it lightly.

As time went on, Jacker lost his mind and became agitated. Kembell's fall was soon his fall. Jacker slaps the cold iron bars hard and cries out at Steven.

"Steven, I thought you could get out of here. Get this father out of here. Don't you feel sorry for your father in prison?"

Despite the situation, Jacker does not give up his last hope. He knew more about Steven's potential than anyone else.

Steven shakes his head as if he were tired of Jacker. To Steven, Jacques was farther away than anyone else. It was impossible to tie him up with one word: "father." It's because their relationship has long since been destroyed.

"Is that so? I don't know."

Steven turns away, ignorant. Jacker shouts out loud for rudeness.

"You ungrateful bastard! You're the one who gave birth to you! Of course you should listen to me as a father. Why didn't you use your strength? You want to come clean now? You're a dirty bastard, too! Ever since I joined the project..."

"That's all for now. I don't want to hear it anymore."

Steven and Jacker's eyes do not open their mouths to an unknown sense of intimidation. A trait that only predators can possess has plagued his instincts. But Jacker didn't stop. He ignores the signals from his body.

"It looks like he grew up without a mother. No, you look just like my mother when you rebel. You look like shit."

"What did you say, Mr Jacker?"

"Blood can't be deceived..." "

As Steven raises his hand, Jacker follows the trail into the air. Zacker struggles, but the 'invisible hand' holds his neck and does not let go.

Zacker turns his eyes to look at the restraints on Steven's wrist. Unfortunately, the restraints were incapable of exercising any powers. As an Eclipse, there was nothing that could hold Steven to the extreme.

"Don't you judge my mother. He's so much better than you."

Jacquere prays that his hands become feet with a white, dull face, but Steven doesn't blink. To him, the word "mother" was also forbidden.

"You're late, Mr. Jacker. You shouldn't have told her. If you still have a conscience, it would be inappropriate to mention him."

Shortly after, Jacker's body sags. If it weren't for the white face, it would look like I was sleeping. After a late awakening, Steven sighs.

"This is bad."

Stephen covers his face with a duvet, laying Jacker on the bed with his invisible hands. Steven scratches his head after clearing the area of the incident. If the guards came in, they would be caught.

But thinking about it did not give me an answer. Steven decided to take it easy. I never thought to stay here for long anyway. It was just a timing and purpose.

Being locked in a dungeon, no one suspects anything about you. Surveillance was also limited.

"There's no place like this to invite a night out."

/513

"I can't help but tell Miss Swimming I'm sorry."

Bererosa bows her head to swim. She knew that there were people with impure intents and ignored them. I waited for them to show their faces. Even if it had been planned, it would have been a great burden.

"No, I asked you first. Never mind."

As soon as Steven wrote the swim, he handed it over to Bererosa. No one could have resisted a suspicious offer. Moreover, Alto was beside her the best advisor. Even if Steven's suggestion was normal, the swimming wouldn't have been of interest.

With the help of another, you break through the obstacle, but you are not ashamed of swimming. Bererosa was able to settle the case because she quickly made her decision.

"Well, the act of a swimming sheep was a masterpiece. because no one was fooled. You almost fooled me, didn't you?"

"Don't say that..."

Swimming blushes. Maybe it's because they inherited Bacsia's blood, which was called the goddess of Asia. She was well versed in acting. The problem was that after being addicted to the smoke, he cried out like a really unfair person.

"You can brag and open your chest. Because of the swimming sheep, I have benefited a lot from it. Si-hyun will be happy too."

"I heard Bererosa did it, too. I think you'll be more pleased with your role."

Bererosa clears her throat in an unexpected response. It was no exaggeration to say that she showed up at the conference room today. It was a topic where no good stories could come out.

"Swimming sheep are wicked."

"You, too."

"Then we'll forget everything that happened today."

"I think that's better."

Rarely, Bererosa and the swimming heart covered each other's faults. There was not a single person who did not shed blood in the bitten passage.

"By the way, is Se-hyun still not up?"

"Yes, it's still the same. But Alto said he'd be better off with a little trick. You're on the same level as Hippos. He said that if he could wander in his dreams willingly, there would be an answer."

Hifnos was a creature that controlled hypnosis and sleep. To defeat him, I needed the power to wander in my dreams. However, it was an agent to gain that power as long as he didn't realize his condition.

"I'm an unimaginable world."

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