My Dad Is Too Strong

There's a saying that's left and right.

Marvas was just like that now.

Marbas, one of Solomon's demons.

Sitting on the throne, shaking his legs and biting his nails.

He had severe anxiety because of the "King of the Earth."

Kamigin.

It's a mess.

Agares.

The demons of the mind are dead.

Rumor has it that he died playing tricks on Imfelheim, and that he failed to challenge the extreme trials, but a few days ago, he learned the truth of the rumor from Kiriel.

"... ...you, Mr. Marvas."

"Uh, eh?"

The commander of Marvas' corps, watching from the side, spoke carefully. Marvas' recent condition, which had always remained calm, was strange. Marvas was of an iron-blooded nature, and nowadays he often acts like a dog in need of poop.

"Are you worried?"

"Nothing. You don't have to care."

"......if you say so."

Marvas looked at the bulletin board.

The central bulletin board is a community that guarantees anonymity.

In any case, people living in the central part of the country, including Marvas, enjoyed the bulletin board, where a number of miscellaneous stories came and went, but Marvas' most notable post was about the king of the earth. The king's name is Lee Do-jun.

Wow, Lee Dojun just killed Desnite.

Did you see that asshole? How did you know if it was Lee Do-joon or not? I'm just going crazy when I open my mouth.

I'm stuck on the 10th floor, you punk. If one of you suddenly came to Newbie and killed Desnite right away, would that be more than Lee Do-joon?

I can't believe it's already the 10th floor.

Marvas sighed.

At this speed, it would be quick to reach the 15th floor and the entrance to Simgye.

"... ...not like this."

Lee Do-joon has been removing demons so far.

Which means that you have a bad feeling about the devil.

The demons, including themselves, will simply die when they come down to the heart.

A day off at the Simgye Restaurant.

The Wei Zhonggi was having a honey-like break after a long time. I was really exhausted when I greeted the guests who came every day, but Wi Joong-ki had a comfortable time playing chess with Kiriel. Kiriel was poor at organs, and it was quite ridiculous to see him gritted his teeth and coming at him.

"This is 15 out of 15. Kiriel."

"Chee..."

"But you've improved quite a bit."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Hoot."

He looks cocky when he says his skills have improved.

In fact, there was a separate reason why Kieriel continued to play chess until he lost 15 consecutive games, which was to make his wish come true. One day, Kiriel suggested to Do-jun, "If you win with a long term, give you the right to exempt yourself from a letter of apology," and he answered that Do-jun should take care of himself.

"Let's play one more round. This body is going to make a really important bet."

"I don't know what it is, but it's good. Because organs are fun."

By the time I organized the words on the chessboard and prepared for a new game.

Black clouds gathered at the top of Yeongnyunsan Mountain.

Currrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The critical mass detected that the feeling was unusual.

He stood up for battle, watching dark clouds full of the sky.

Because the energy that came from the dark clouds was the wickedness that only Solomon's devil could feel.

Quarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Soon thunder and lightning struck from the dark clouds.

A muscular man with a lion's face appeared at the lightning strike. The crane knew who the man was.

Fifth in Solomon's demons, Marbas.

Why is the devil here?

It wasn't a good sign anyway.

The relationship between the transcendental seat and the devil.

'Are you alone?

If he had come to fight, he would have led his men.

Besides, Marvas didn't feel alive.

"What, you again?"

"......huh?"

As Kiriel murmured his ear, the bewildered heavy plane jerked away and turned its head toward Kiriel.

Marbas speaks with a murmur.

"I'd like to get some counseling... ...but...…."

What's going on here?

The crane looked alternately at the two.

"This body has recently become a counselor."

"......a counselor?"

Kiriel was quite popular with the residents of Simgye.

This is because the residents were greatly admired for the sight of the "dangerous" Earth returning in and out of the city.

How can we survive on Earth?

Most of the questions were the same trivial questions.

At any rate, Kiriel answered sincerely.

Marvas was one of them.

"I heard that the king of the earth is on the tenth floor. So, I came here to seek advice because I thought I would arrive at Simgye soon after a while. I want to live."

"......aha."

The Wei Zhonggi nodded as if he understood.

"But can your devil live? Remember what you did to the people in the past. He led a legion of troops and burned down the town of Prelia."

with a prick

"Gee, I don't do that now! I've been rehabilitated!"

"You have to say it right."

"Really! Please believe me!"

"That's for Heaven to judge."

"......cher, heavenly horse?"

I don't know what it is.

I could tell at once that he was the king of the heavenly earth.

Kieriel, who was still listening to the conversation between the two, opened his mouth.

"It's not without a method."

"Well, is that true? Please teach me!"

"I hear you're a collector's maniac."

the central part

In particular, there were various trials and rewards in the heart system.

The more difficult the ordeal was, the more naturally.

There were also scattered treasures in hidden places.

Marbas was once a devil called the so-called collecting maniac who swept away such treasures to the point where rumors spread in the heart world.

***

Marbas, who had been out for a while, returned to the castle less than an hour later.

He said he would definitely get 'consultation' from his own mouth.

"Have you been there?"

"I found a way."

"Yes?"

"You, come with me."

As soon as the commander returned home, he followed Marvas, who headed straight to the warehouse.

The warehouse was triple-faulted so that no one could enter, but only Marbas was set up to enter. Marvas began to mutter, raising his palms to the chasm. Then, the decision came off one by one.

a strong sense of humor

The huge door slowly opens, scratching the floor.

In the warehouse, the treasures Marvas had been collecting were flashing and asleep.

Treasures piled up like mountains in a warehouse of hundreds of pyeong.

"Military commander."

"Yes. Mr. Marvas."

"Take out all the artifacts above the level of the relics here and put them in a small space pocket."

"......all of a sudden?"

I don't know what the wind is.

The king he serves orders, but of course it's nothing.

The commander of the corps, without a word of mouth, began to plow through the treasures as Marvas said, bringing out relics-grade artifacts.

"All of this? What on earth are you going to use it for......"

"There is such a thing."

The commander tilted his head.

The treasures in front of his eyes were hard collected by Marvas wandering around the world. The day will come when Marvas, who used to keep all the artifacts he had scraped up here and there for some time, opened the warehouse.

'Crowl.

Marvas groaned in anguish.

On a TV program called '90 Minute Debate', two men were fighting.

One was Dr. Crack Studies, whose self-proclaimed title is "Central Analyst," and on the other side was a management president from Class A Hunter with a career no less. The two had a heated discussion about the latest sensation of psychology.

So, according to your argument, demons in the heart never win. But look at the graph here. In the past, studies have shown that we cannot handle S-class monsters, but now S-class cracks are also becoming a "total."

The doctor doesn't use the word "absolute." I'm talking about possibilities. Generally, the monsters you see on Earth are stereotyped. The numbers and the data are good. But the demons of the heart are different. They also grow up by building up their strength. Behimos is getting stronger, but the devil isn't just playing. They also have a ranking system. What would you say?

Seol Yun-hee looked at her watch.

6 p.m. It was almost time to get ready for dinner.

Time flew by as I watched the Hunter industry, especially the heated debate on the world of psychology. Wearing an apron, she took out her smartphone and read the text from Dojun.

It says that you should eat dinner first because you are coming home late because of overtime.

ding dong

The bell is ringing.

Seol Yoon-hee, who was going to the kitchen, turned around and headed to the front door. Confirming her opponent through the intercom, she backed away in surprise. Because there was a monster standing there.

But when she confirmed that there was Kieriel next to it, she carefully opened the door.

"......."

Seol Yun-hee looked at the monster next to her.

Kiriel then slapped Marvas on the side.

"Put your greeting in. It's the daughter of a king."

Marvas leaves his throbbing side behind.

She flinched at the word 'King's daughter' and opened her mouth.

"Hi, I'd like to say hello. This is Marvas."

"......aah. Yes. Hello. By the way, what brings you here?"

Kiriel answered instead.

"This is a demon from the heart, and this body brought him here because he wanted to say hello to the king of the earth."

"Oh, the devil?"

Let's go to sleep. You two just calm down...….

What you're saying is too leapfrogue. Of course, what you said makes some sense, but the argument that if a demon comes up from the heart, the earth will be destroyed...….

I can hear the TV.

"Is the King of the Earth at home?"

"......he's working overtime today, so he's coming home late."

"Sure. I can't. Then can you deliver the message for me. Marvas is here to ask you to save him."

Marvas took out the subspace pocket he had prepared and handed it to her.

"Please tell him to take good care of it."

Seol Yoon-hee blinked.

Kiriel and Marbas went back to Simgye, riding the gate of the dimension again.

***

It was already 11 p.m. when I got back from working overtime.

Seol Yoon-hee in pajamas, who was studying in her home room, came out to the living room to welcome Do-joon.

"Welcome, Father."

"You were studying."

Dojun smiled admirably.

Seol Yoon-hee's lips, which felt better after receiving compliments, slightly went up.

"Oh, right."

Seol Yoon-hee approached with a small space pocket that she had put on the table.

"A man named Marvas came today and asked me to hand this over."

"Marvas?"

"I hear you're a devil..."

Dojun is in the heart.

I thought of the name of the Solomon 72 Devil.

Marbas, the fifth of them.

Dojun opened the opium pocket.

There were various artifacts in the pocket.

unlooked-for things

"He asked me to look after him.…."