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"Why do you hate Org?"
"Half of my unfathomable work was ordered by a big motherfucker, and you treated me like a real heartwarmer. Besides, if I end up with just a bunch of assholes, I might be chased by a venturer assassin for the rest of my life. We have to let the Venturers destroy us. That's the right thing to do."
"I see."
"So, husband, tell me. Where is Zoltan's husband now? Or maybe."
Pooch smiled away and glanced at me. It's like a fallen eye.
"Did you really kill him?
I usually just look innocent and nice to people, and now my face looks terribly creepy and odd that I've offended them with malice.
"Oh."
Suddenly, Pooch started laughing like crazy as he rocked his whole body wide.
"Ha, ha, ha. No, no. This is, this is... Oh, my God. I'm sorry. Excuse me, sir. Because of me, did my husband end up killing each other with friends in my hometown? Ha, ha, ha. No, no. I'm not sorry about this. I sincerely apologize. Ha, ha, ha."
It's a terrible laugh.
Until then, I was listening to Pooch's unveiling in a whitey mood, but as I was listening to the high laughter, my anger grew in with ease.
(Me and Zoltan were danced to the thought of this one to kill each other?
The furious anger immediately turns into a killing intent.
He emitted a sharp light from his right eye and scowled at the pussy.
It is then.
I heard a voice in my heart.
Don't you think it was a good fight?
Zoltan's voice.
"The night I drank with you, I thought you'd be the last person in my life to fight. You wanted to fight me, too."
Will that happen? When Lecan was summoned by Zoltan, he must have thought he didn't want to fight.
But while I don't think I want to fight, I can't deny that I had myself excited about what it would be like to fight. Even when I was researching my gear in an empty room in the labyrinth, I couldn't say I hadn't fumbled my chest in anticipation. And most importantly, when Zoltan found out he was going to fight, he could have run, but he didn't.
That's right.
In the end, Lekan wanted to fight Zoltan, and he felt strongly at the bottom of his heart.
"We wished together to fight. The desire was heard by the gods, and a place for battle was prepared. I'm sorry to hear that, Guislan. We were cursed to prepare for our battle."
(That would be in a different order)
Fate wanted to see us fight. So a pawn named Guislan was prepared in advance by manipulating the odds of the Galgoy Curse.
(No, but)
Think about it, Lecan.
(What?
"My desire and yours to fight together has been fulfilled."
(Right)
Guislan wanted to be free, but he had to spend years in a slave-like situation.
(Oh, yeah)
I mean, my destiny and yours are undiminished. His fate was twisted. Poor thing. "
(Ha. Right. Poor thing)
As long as I can live my own way, I don't care about anything else.
Maybe Zoltan himself, that's exactly what happened. Zoltan should have given his full consent when Trog told him to fight Lecan. It didn't matter what the trog thought. I just chose the fate that appeared in front of me without hesitation.
"Rekan. Stop worrying about people's words or turning this thought around at people's thoughts. You decide for yourself what happened to you and what you did was worth it. It's ridiculous to let people decide."
I really am.
I don't know how far it's true, such as what Pooch says in the first place. Even if it is true, do not let that battle come to an end. The fact that it was a great fight is an unshakeable truth for Lekan. That's where we should take care of it.
(Oh, not at all)
"I don't care what others think of me. You want people to see you like this, or you want to be seen, or you don't want to be misunderstood, or you don't like people thinking you've been put on someone's mind, and when you start thinking about that, you're going to tie yourself up. Living freely would be an adventurer."
(From now on, I will)
"Let the one you want to say say it. Let the one you want think. Freedom doesn't bother me."
(You're right. Very well)
"If only you understood. I'll go then. Farewell."
(Oh. See you later)
Rekan looked at the pussy once again.
Still laughing down as I twirl myself and weep in my eyes.
Oh, my God, I thought.
"You had a rough time, too. I'm glad you're free."
"To?"
Pooch stopped laughing and looked decent.
I thought so.
I wonder why Pooch appeared before Lecan now. How could you confess that you created the cause of the battle between Lecan and Zoltan, etc. Even though Lecan could kill me if I did that.
This man thinks it's okay to be killed. You can be killed, you want to surprise people and make them hate you. I guess being hated because of you makes this man feel alive.
"Bye. Live well."
"Ah, hey. What? Huh? What?"