Life Reversal with Item Copy

The dragon did not leave Seoul immediately. The dragon that flew from the forest into the sky first sat in Dojun's house.

The help that went into the house. He spoke to Siwelyn, who immediately saw him.

“Siwelyn, get ready. ”

“Ah……. ”

It seems that it is time, the look of the innocent Dojun. And tell them to get ready.

“Did you find it? ”

“Yes.”

Siwelyn looked into the courtyard through the window in the living room. Black dragon there. I saw Hilassa riding on the back of that dragon.

She went into the room. There was nothing grand to prepare. I've been preparing for this day ever since. It won't take very long.

In the meantime, Hyeong-sung came out to the living room.

“Are you going? ”

“Yes, I really intend to finish this time. ”

“If you want, I can go for you. ”

“I will. It means something to me. ”

“Shh.”

Jecheon tasted good. The sword tied to his waist seemed to be stricken apart today. I guess it's because I haven't been able to stick with the right strength except for Dojun in the meantime.

But I couldn't help it. Usha's work is his own. And as long as he left, he had to stay home.

Because.

“Please take good care of So-yun. ”

“Don't worry. I won't let anyone touch one end of my hair. ”

I needed someone to protect her.

If Dojun had asked, he would have stepped away from all the association powers, including Honghorn, Yooseong, and Hand Warm, but unfortunately they were anxious.

The opponent is a Monarch. An unnamed monster we met in the Shadow Monarchy. Even if you only attack monsters that size, you can't stop them.

― Sister, you're better now, don't you need to rest? You're not sick yet?

― It's okay. She's not sick anymore.

After preparing, Siwelyn comes out to the living room with So-yun. So-young in his arms hugs her and whimpers.

Soon she put the child down and started wearing shoes on the porch. In the meantime, So-young ran to Dojun, who was already waiting at the front door.

Dojun pats the child and talks.

“When this is all over, let's go on the journey we talked about before. You said you wanted to go abroad, right? ”

“Yeah. Isn't that dangerous? ”

“It's dangerous. Where do you think you're going to get hit? ”

Doridori.

So-young shakes his head sharply under Dojun's hand. Dojun strokes the child's head with a blurry look.

‘You've grown up a lot. ’

Again, I felt how big Saesam So-yun was. When I was always in my sickbay and welcomed Donald to the Civil War. When he was short and dry, he often came to seize and collapsed.

Less than two years from then. Yet the child's growth was remarkable. I grew taller and taller. I also seemed to be more mature than that. It's pretty. It's pretty from the beginning.

― It's okay, Dojun. He's hungry when he sees what you eat.

Why does my father's voice come to mind now? His voice, which is now dead, is not heard.

‘Father, I am now the same age as you were then. ’

I was the same age as my father when I heard that. And my father's heart felt desperately. Over the past seven years, a child of one parent, Dojun, has become the parent of one child.

“I'll go then. ”

“When are you coming? ”

“I need to see the situation but...... I'll be back as soon as I can. It's my parents' birthday in a little while. ”

Dojun and Siwelyn open the front door and come out. After that, Jecheon and So-yun followed him. Spring in the corner of the yard followed me, wandering like if anything had happened.

After a while. A shadow dragon that flies into the sky. This time, the dragon was really out of Seoul. With the wind led by Hilassa.

Hyeong-sung staring at the air. When the black dragon disappeared out of sight, I felt the weight on my arm. So-yeon was hanged.

“Our So-young. Let's keep Grandpa and the house safe for a little while longer. After this, your father will be really busy too. ”

“Ugh……. ”

A child who answers a little clumsily. When I saw the child, I smiled bitterly and Jecheon turned his head and looked at Spring. As I touched it a little, Spring came running and jumped between the two.

“Huh? Is that a kiss? ”

So-young with a spring in his arms. Seeing that Jecheon did well, he made eye contact with Spring and talked to So-young.

“It's time to go for a walk with Spring. Will you come with me? ”

“Yes!"

The old man and the baby lion left the house with a slightly energetic child.

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I can see a black dragon flying up that far.

His eyes were not good among his brothers, but human levels were transcending those of old. The gaze accurately captured the dragon's appearance outside the city.

He immediately headed to the place where the dragon took off. There were a lot of people in the middle and they bumped into a lot of crowds, but strangely no one recognized him.

He touched the necklace. A necklace with the scripture of Usha. It wasn't just for the role of making his body smaller.

After a little while.

The man's eyes quickly capture the place where the dragon took off. A small house. He curls his head. It was too small a place to call your father's last name.

An old man coming out of that house within days. And a child.

What do we do? Let's watch a little bit more. Usha said, "The old man needs to be careful. He is said to be a man who fought inferiorly with Mel Shear.

‘I don't feel anything different. ’

However, I didn't feel the threat myself. I can't believe it. No matter how weak it may be, Mel Shear is one of our brothers. There's no way you're inferior to an old man.

‘It must have been so with your help. ’

The man who came to the conclusion.

But I didn't hesitate. Aside from the fact that he hated this kind of rat shit, Usha was right. It means that no matter what means, no matter what care is taken, there is no shortage.

So let's follow them for a while.

― Huff! Aren't you Jecheon Sung Hunter? What are you doing here...?

― I have something to ask you for a moment.

― Come on in! The president of the Association is talking to Honghorn Hunter, but he'll be right down.

Two people entered a large building. After that, the lion chases the cub in.

A man looked up at the building. Is this your father's saint? It was plausible. This side was much more suited to your father's strength than the size before.

A man who briefly searched the premises and exterior walls of the castle followed them into the entrance.

There was a man standing guard in front of him, but there was no one to stop him. He had to. Because this was an association building, and the association building was like a government office where civilians would stop by all the time.

The man who came into the building without anyone's help.

His feet were frowning, and he faced the old man staring at him with his back packed.

Not only that. A woman with a strong energy in the back of an old man has a child. And they surrounded him as though they were besieging him. It was the grave that those who appeared to be civilians were being evacuated by the induction of staff.

Man, his head is twitching.

“What is this situation? ”

“I'd like to ask you that. ”

Hyeong-seong looked back. So-youn was held in the arms of Honghong, and Honghong was expressing his determination to protect the child no matter what.

As he thought the child was safe, Hyeong-seong turned his gaze back to the man in front of him.

“Why did you step on my back? That was a deliberate killing. ”

“Ho. You noticed. ”

Van Gogh touched the necklace. What the hell, Usha? I assure you that no one will break through this trick unless you are about your father.

Of course, the old man in front of his eyes was not likely to be, but Van Gogh discarded it as soon as he remembered the possibility. It was much more convincing than that that Usha had overadvertised.

“I won't tell you long. Give me the child behind you. ”

“...... Are you going to use him as a hostage? ”

“Hostages? I hope you don't say vulgar things. That child is your father's. In other words, it's our brother. I'm here to take the youngest out of the hands of petty humans. ”

Ulceration.

In fact, Hyeong-seong was right. To be taken hostage. For that alone, Ushaz seems to have sent Van Gogh to the land of the Far East.

But Van Gogh's words were not wrong. They were your children, and that child was also your child. Then we are not brothers and sisters.

They are their own sisters.It is self-evident that it is better to be with brothers than with humans.

I'm using it as a means of restraining my father.

‘If you don't do this, you can't win. ’

I sympathized with Usha's words. In the past, so many brothers and sisters mobilized to harm your father. Yourself, Ushaz, Mel Shiar, and a few others.

But now there are only two. Of course, the individual abilities of himself and Usha were superior to those of his predecessors, but it is nevertheless a great burden to have only two. Usha's stance to take all possible means was excellent.

“If you follow me quietly, don't do me any harm. ”

Arrogant words and faces.

Honeycomb's eyes were lit up. All of a sudden, a dangerous man is following me, so I can understand all the requests of the genius to take care of the child.

I don't know who he is, but I haven't been normal since I was targeting a kid like this. Given the circumstances surrounding his return, he may have been Dojun's enemy. I think he's going to play hostage to suppress his unbearable power.

“Kite Sausage. ”

“Yes? Oh, yes! ”

At that time, Jecheon-seong called her. Then I put my hands on the sword of waist dancing and sent my eyes out.

“Got it.”

I didn't say it, but I understood the meaning of snow. Stay away from him.

It's not your job to crush him. It's a job of dedication, and all you have to do is protect the child.

With her arms around her, she opens the street. I saw him stroking his jaw.

“Hmm.”

Tuck, and lightly rolled the ground. Too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-too-

In an instant, the Waxon building breaks, and the waves of the earth overwhelm the hunters. And of course, at the end, there was a pink bear that took her.

But shortly thereafter.

Spatula.

All the rocks that had risen like they were about to destroy every human being in this place were cut off. Smooth cross section. The hand of Van Gogh, who strokes his chin, stops.

“You must be the one doing something. The objective must be him. ”

“If the one you're talking about is talking about your father, that's right. It's offensive, though. It's just that the artifact is calling your father. ”

The eyes of Van Gogh boiling with unpleasantness. But the next moment.

His eyes grew like tears. I was swinging my sword close to Jeon Seong who was far away.

“I love you no matter what you call a son, son. ”

His sword exploded toward the ring.

Kuang ―!

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