Possessing Nothing

The white-collar walks back home, dragging its feet. The old house is not worthy of the name Bloody Celestial Horse, who once stood at the top of the bloodline. White Wireless gripped it and pushed the door open with only one hand.

Rage, flesh, and shame were swirling around in a wireless chest. Everything that came this far was heavy. It's because everyone's gaze was laughing at them.

“... Monster...”

White Wireless opens his mouth and mutters in a small voice. There was a familiar smell in the house. The smell of alcohol, the smell of drugs. Not that kind of familiar smell. White Wireless gripped it and moved its feet to a smelly place.

She sits on a bloody bed. Unlike the last time I wore a kimono, Xeniella today was wearing a black dress that stuck to her body. She twists her legs on the bed and opens her mouth without seeing the white wireless coming in.

“Ugly.”

Xeniella lets out a chuckle.

“Four years ago, no one would have looked down on you here in Travia. ”

I realized white-collar through frustrating words. Jennifer was watching everything. It was no surprise. In Travia, Jennifer's eyes and ears are scattered everywhere. Even if it is not the central district where Genniela lives, she does not know because of the commotion in the northern district.

“How do you feel? ”

Xeniella asks, changing the bridge she was twisting. White Wireless chewed the lower lip again several times. My lips burst open and bled, but I didn't mind white-collar. He trembles, trying to ignore Jennifer's words.

“What would have happened if you hadn't lost four years ago? What if your arm hadn't been cut off? If you had been on the move for four years without despair, you might not have lost today. ”

I didn't want to hear it. White Wireless reaches out and raises the bottle. Even though it was a bottle of liquor that didn't even last a second, the white wireless shoved it right into his mouth.

“You will continue to sit. In the meantime, the little horse that cut off your arm will continue to be strong. The man who defeated you today will also continue to be strong. How does that make you feel? How does it feel to sit alone and do nothing, and watch the back of those who go ahead? ”

“... Shut up...”

White Wireless put down the bottle. The trembling body and voice represented the misery of the white wireless. Xeniella grins.

“No. Can't you see their backs? They're going to keep going forward, and you're going to sit down... and soon they're going to go where you can't see them. And you will always remain a loser. ”

I didn't want to hear it. The feeling of self-agitation, defeat, and despair that I was holding on to. White Wireless sat down powerlessly. He looks at an empty bottle and his helpless left sleeve.

In the fight with Lee Sung-min, White Wireless felt uneasy about how large the absence of the left arm was. If the left arm were intact, it would not have been pushed so far.

There is no way for the left arm to be raised, even if it starts performing shameless acts again. That's the reality. Even if you use any magic or potions, the severed arm won't reawaken.

“You know how to do that, right? ”

She sits on the bed, crouched like a tempting demon. The white wireless shoulders trembled. I've heard a lot over the years. Whenever I heard such a thing, the white wire was cut off from me.

All I could say was, it was because of my wireless ego. I don't need an arm. Now I sit down like this, but I will be able to stand up again someday, and when I do, nothing will happen. Such ambiguous beliefs and confidence have supported Wireless. But not now. Now I realize the absence of the severed arm completely. The unfounded belief that White Wireless had before disappeared completely.

“... if I become a vampire...”

White Wireless's mouth opened. As soon as she heard that, she thought it was over. The end of the fun I felt while seducing wireless for years is coming. You won't have to worry about wireless anymore. He was completely broken, completely desperate.

‘Thankfully.'

And unfortunately, she smiles a little. She was grateful to Lee Sung-min. If he hadn't defeated wireless, it would have taken longer before he chose to walk the extraterrestrial path. At the same time, it was a pity. I wanted to enjoy it a little more.

‘The fun always ends. ’

Xeniella looks at the white wire. The white walkie-talkie sits down and watches her. Those desperate eyes. Looking at her confused eyes with longing and hesitation, she licks her lips with her tongue out.

‘It's okay, though. The next one's ready. ’

In fact, I'm more interested in Lee Sung-min than white wireless. I refuse to be a vampire now... but how long can I refuse? I'd give up on Humans if I had the slightest chance.

“Make me... a vampire. ”

My mouth is open. When I heard that. She shakes her shoulders slightly. That's what you say when you lose all your human pride. It was Jennifer's greatest pleasure to watch the conflict until she heard it, and to destroy it through repeated temptations. She slowly rises to her feet.

“What would you do if you were a vampire? ”

“... I'll kill him. ”

“Hahahaha!”

White Wireless will not achieve its own wishes. I'm not going to let her die. But even if it wasn't death, the equivalent of despair seemed okay to give through wireless. Maybe that's what triggered it.

“Come this way. ”

Xeniella rubs her fingers together. The white wire tried to wake me up. No, don't do that. Xeniella lets out a small murmur and shakes her head.

“Crawl.”

The hissing laughter distorts the wireless face.

*

Kwangcheon Ma sits pouting on her cheeks with both hands. Lee Seong-min sat tightly and stared at the miners. Gwangcheon Ma sighed deeply as she glanced at Lee Sung-min looking at her.

“Don't look at me like that. In the heart of saving Wireless...”

“What would you have done if I was weaker than the Blood Angel? ”

“... I wouldn't have brought him here if I had. ”

“Consider him equal to the Blood Angel. What would you do if I was killed by a Blood Celestial Horse in the middle of a battle? ”

“I was... sure that wasn't gonna happen. Your strength as you see it has never been more than wireless. ”

“I wish I could have died anyway. ”

“Oh my gosh! If that had happened, I would have intervened appropriately and prevented it! ”

The miners shouted, unbearable. Lee Sung-min reluctantly shouted, so he handed over the bread. Next to Lee Sung-min, Rubia was chopping meat with a fork and knife.

“I think you've seen it all. I'm going to stay here until next year. ”

“Next year. You mean you have to stay in this city for months. ”

The miner grunts, but it doesn't mean I don't like it. Rather, he glared at Lee Sung-min.

“You. Don't you want to be a student of the throne? ”

Suddenly, Seong-min's jaw stopped, chewing bread. Looking at Lee Sung-min's confused eyes, the miner continued to talk.

“The throne master is called the hemocyclopheresis, a nephrogenesis that doesn't get eaten anywhere. There's a lot of neogenetics in Eria, but I'm pretty sure it's not common to be a hemorrhagic performer. ”

“... I don't want to learn more about shamanism. ”

“What are you talking about? The more you learn, the better. Even if you don't use it properly, the hidden masonry can function as a number of spleens! ”

Lee Sung-min's skill set is three. Ji-ha Shin Gong, Gucheon Muechang, and Immortality. Despite his role as a universal and machinist, he must fall from his expertise compared to a skilled machinist called the Hemorrhagic Seeker.

Learning the Forge was also lustful for Lee Sung-min. However, I couldn't take it well.

‘My talent is miserable. ’

Lee Seong-min had no appetite. The achievements of the Nine Heavenly Palace, the Self-Substantiation, and the Immortal Spirit were overcome to some extent through Denire's trials. By striking a terrible time with inadequate talent. But what if this is where you learned to bleed? How long will it take for the neogenetics, the hemocytoplasty, to reach its peak?

[You don't have to think like that.]

Heju intervenes.

[That your talents are not very good, well, I'll believe you when you say it... Unemployed, magical, and eventually Mankind. With your level of skill, you'll soon be able to learn a new worker.]

‘Easy for you to say. ’

[So there's nothing bad about it? Heavy artillery is a universal, freelancer. It can be applied to all aerosols. If you're up for it, you'll be able to learn fast enough to apply it in real life, and it's a good thing you have more techniques to use. There's no one in front of you to coach the Unsullied!]

Lee Hyeong-min sighed. There was a reason why Lee didn't think so positively. In the past, Lee Sung-min had acquired immunization rights, but was still not using them properly. In fact, it should be said that it is not unusable, but not unusable. If we compare Vaccine to the Nine Heavenly Catholic Church, the latter one was overwhelmingly skilled.

“I don't want to be a student. ”

“… then? ”

“Can't you just tell me about the shaman? ”

“Have you seen this cheeky bastard...”

Lee Sung-min grumbled and said as he shook his shoulders. Are you seriously considering that about the miners? C. Soon after, the miners nod their heads.

“… Well. It doesn't matter.By letting you overcome photopathy, you can be the savior of the throne. ”

“Well, it pays to go south together. ”

“I don't want to repay you for thinking you're going as a wanderer. ”

The miner mumbles like that and puts his hand inside his chest. What he pulled out was a small subspace pocket, and Lee looked surprised because he didn't think the miners would carry subspace pockets.

“What's that look? ”

“I didn't think he would use such a thing. ”

“What do you think of the script? ”

It's called the mainframe. It's called ignorance. I just thought it was unmanned from the bone marrow. The miner holds his hand inside the subspace pocket and pulls out a clean book.

“An emergency for the hemorrhagic Horseman. ”

“Why were you carrying an emergency? ”

“Ever since I started suffering from photopathy, I've been writing down precautions every time I'm sober. With the added benefit of the throne. I didn't know when I was going to die... and I wanted to leave evidence that there was an unarmed wall guard called the Guangcheon Mountains in this world. ”

The miner mumbled like that and gave the secret of the Hematopoiesis to Lee Sung-min.

“The script was born in the Middle Moon and passed on to this world decades ago. I was embarrassed at first, but I was amazed that the world was bigger than a middleman's mood, and that was good. ”

Lee Sung-min listened to the words of the miners and put his hand on the scroll of the Bleeding Shrine.

“There were many powerful people in this vast world. We've been lucky to survive the whole time, but we haven't always been lucky. Maybe one day you'll die. As I got photophobic, my worries and fears grew. The whole point was to leave an unmanned human being in the world, so I created a recipe for the hemocytoplasty. ”

The miners murmured and burst their smiles.

“I thought it would be great if the person I'm in love with could learn the art of hemorrhagic metamorphosis and read the world with it. I never thought I'd give it to someone like this. ”

“… don't expect too much. ”

“You're an excellent master. They say Wijihoen is great, but I've never seen him before. That's why you're the youngest young master I've ever seen. You'd be a quick study of the hemocytoplasty. ”

Listening to the miner, Lee Sung-min swallowed a sigh. Indeed. In such a small concern, Lee Sung-min opened the book of the Bleeding Shinigami.

[Do you want to learn Hemophilis?]

After a long voice, Lee Sung-min nodded his head.