Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

There was a woman in the abandoned mountain house.

Looking up at the night sky through the broken roof, she was the seventh.

A man walked in there and said,

“If you want to see the sky, come out and see. What are you looking at with that little hole? ”

He looked like a child. He was a mass of water.

From one day, Chile did not look up at the sky well. I thought that the sky, which I could see a little from the broken roof, was all I was given.

“What about alcohol?”

“He'll be here soon. Did you see him come on time? ”

One word from behind then.

“When did I become so late again? ”

A man came in. He was a man in a clean suit with a clean appearance. His head was neat and his body was clean as a new garment.

I was drunk and thought of as a man who likes to drink a lot by using a man's lanza, but I couldn't really drink a sip of wine.

When I asked him why he named him Zurich, he said he wanted to hide what he couldn't drink. There was definitely a wrong side to being drunk.

“He's definitely got a weird angle. ”

I agree with what Zuran said.

“Right? He's not just any guy. ”

There was something only the butchers could feel.

The mass asked Child.

“Conclusion? Should I kill him? ”

Child hesitated for a moment. She hasn't made up her mind yet.

She hesitates to answer and opens her mouth instead.

“When in a daze, just kill it! There are few mistakes. ”

This was the basic emotion of the butchers. The mass was the same idea.

“Usually I regret saving your life rather than killing it. ”

The idea was to kill them both.

“He's helping the Horseman with his work. If we kill him before then, it'll be a problem. ”

“Are you sure you want to help the Horseman? If it was deliberately approached, the machinist could be in danger. ”

“The horseman is not easily fooled by others. ”

“But you're not sure, are you? ”

Child failed to answer Zuran's question. It was as ambiguous as the drunkard first said. I didn't think so, but I wasn't sure it wasn't.

No, more precisely, I hesitated to kill him. I've never hesitated so much.

Oh, there was once. A man named Mangrove I met when I was watching the Horsemen. It was also a different heart than usual. I didn't know why I was so sentimental, but it was similar again.

After all, you are the one who has to make the final decision on this mission.

“I'll reserve my judgment. ”

The grief and horror face each other. A few serious eye movements were exchanged. I've worked with Chile a few times, but it felt a little different than before.

“Got it. Let me know as soon as you decide. ”

“Sure.”

After the mass, I threw a word at him.

“Judge well. Someone's gonna die in it. ”

“Yes.”

The two of them left first.

She sighs, left alone. She looked up at the sky for a long time. When I looked only between the clean roof or the broken roof like before, I looked at the sky that was open like this for a really long time.

Was the night sky so beautiful?

And as always, Heaven did not give me the answer to my concerns.

* * *

At the same time, there was another woman who was worried about the same person.

“Are you ready for your meds? ”

Immediately, she didn't answer the magician's question.

She was looking at the book.

I knew she was pretending not to hear, but the magician calmly asked again.

“Are you ready for your meds? ”

I closed the book she was looking at. Pretend you didn't hear it again and I'll say it again, no matter what. It gives me the creeps when he does.

“Yes, I'm ready. ”

“Take it tomorrow. ”

The effect of the medicine began after 10,000 days. Once it works, you will bleed out on the turkey and die again. Of course, it will exert tremendous power during that one glance.

"Why is that necessary? ’

The horse prowls from her throat. But I couldn't spit it out.

It's because I knew it wouldn't work anyway. When a tiger is eating a person, it's like saying it next to him. The magician never misses a bite.

“Isn't there such a monster in the river? ”

“What monsters? ”

“A monster who eats and grows people around him. ”

The witch laughs. Rather, it made me feel better when I heard such evil stories. I think I'm doing something right.

The sorcerer rises from his seat.

“I'll see you tomorrow. ”

* * *

I was having a weather breakfast, and someone knocked on my door.

It opens, and you shake the drink in her hand.

“Surprised?”

“I really didn't expect you to knock on my door. I always thought it was my role to knock. ”

“You know, I'm a little active. So you're just gonna keep it that way? ”

“No, come on in. ”

Her visit was unexpected.

“Have a drink. ”

“Good.”

I was going to get the glass, but she drank the whole bottle and just handed it to me.

I drank the whole bottle, too. It was a very strong drink. Suddenly, I remembered what she said in the last drink.

“You said it would hurt your body if you ate without drinking. ”

“I'll be fine for a day. ”

“Did something bad happen? ”

“No, I'll take it when you're done. ”

She takes the bottle, but she drinks again. Passing the bottle back, she said.

“It's not too late now. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Run.”

I could tell. To say this, she must have had a lot on her mind. I've made a big decision right now.

“Running away?”

“Live happily for the rest of the year. That's enough time to organize your life. ”

“No. I don't want to be the one to break my promise and run away for another year. ”

“I knew you……. ”

I cut her off and did exactly what she said last time.

“Naive and stupid. ”

She looked at me with complicated eyes for a moment and finally sighed.

“I need a drink for the best fool of my life. ”

I asked her, watching her drink constantly.

“Why are you telling me this? ”

Then she asked.

“Why did you say I liked you? ”

“I like it. ”

“Likewise. I just want to do it. ”

She got up straight from her seat.

“Tomorrow... I'll give you some prescriptions and elixirs to help you on your mission." ”

She left the room.

Probably the surrender that causes the side effects. If the assassination fails, I will have to die.

I drank the liquor she left behind. It's bitter. It's been a long time since I tasted it.

I drank and thought deeply about how to handle the end of this. By the time the bottle was empty, I came to a conclusion.

* * *

The next day, a magician came to my room.

“Tomorrow is the last day of the golden age. ”

“The last ten days of my life passed in an instant. ”

“Too bad?”

“This might be the last time. ”

“Don't say that. You will succeed. And surrender must be developed. ”

The sorcerer grabbed my hand with a furious face. He was doing his best until the end. Suddenly, I thought that. A wicked man who is more fearsome than a wicked man who is a hard-working wicked man who never gives up.

“How are you feeling? ”

“Very good. ”

“Have you thought about how to kill him? ”

I nodded.

“Don't you need my help? ”

That's when she came into my room.

Because I didn't leave? A grudge and regret struck her eyes. But that emotion disappeared terribly.

“Just go to my room for a moment. ”

I followed her into the room. A sorcerer followed behind.

“This is a prescription to make your history more seamless. It will help you with your mission tomorrow. ”

I did as she asked. I took a couple of pills and got stabbed in a few places. At the end, she gives out a single piece.

“Thank you very much. I will make this mission a success. ”

Her hands tremble slightly. She didn't look at me.

You don't have to be sorry. You've done me enough favors.

She swallows her sweet potatoes.

This antidote to decipher it also had no effect on me because the order itself disappeared from my body in the beginning. The same was true of the drugs or needles taken earlier.

“I have to take a break. Please leave.”

The magician and I left her behind. You hear a sound inside. It sounded like she was throwing a book.

Neither the sorcerer heard it, but he didn't mention it.

I stood at the door and said to the magician,

“I need your help to assassinate the Horseman. ”

“How can I help? ”

The magician was expecting a word. I really hope I kill the Horsemen. I desperately wanted that rare miracle to happen.

“I'll help you with anything. ”

* * *

Finally, the last day of the golden age was bright.

Many people regretted it and gathered at the place where the opening ceremony was held.

Some merchants have made great progress in this golden age and some have suffered losses. All sorts of monarchs gathered to talk about the last ten days.

Two people were talking in an alley a little further away. He was a magician and a horse soldier.

Outside the alley stood eight unmanned men guarding the Witch and seven unmanned men guarding the Iron Legion.

“What's going on? ”

Mahjong asked. The magician who said he didn't want to see you again called himself for a moment.

“I have something urgent to tell you. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“I've gathered information. ”

“What information? ”

“An anonymous compromise is information that someone is after your life. ”

“An anonymous compromise?”

Mahjol was surprised and asked.

“What about him? ”

“How do I know what's inside? ”

Mahjong shakes his head.

“You have no silver circle at all. ”

“I don't know. You could have committed a death like no one else. ”

“That would be your wish. Why are you telling me such a big fact? Don't you want me to die? ”

“Yes... but I can't let someone who has no name die." ”

“Thanks for letting me know. ”

The cavalry turns.

The magician looked up at the roof and became slightly confused. Originally, it should have been ambushed by an anonymous compromise at this moment.

“Sir.”

After a few steps on the witch's urgent call, Marshall's troops turn to him again.

“Why is that? ”

“I have more to say. ”

“What do you mean? ”

Human words have temperatures. Cold, warm, warm.

And the magician was able to understand even the slightest changes.

I felt that his voice was slightly cooled when I asked him what he meant. At the same time, an ominous feeling wrapped around my body.

Just then, Marjol opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

“Do you want to know why anonymous negotiations don't surprise you? ”

It was no longer a minor change. His words quickly became winter in spring.

At a time when the sorcerer was frightened, one of the Heavenly Dragon Swords drew its sword.

Heave!

You slaughtered a nearby escort and aimed for the man's neck.

The rest of the Blackswords pulled their swords together and aimed at the necks of the Witch Guards. He was a step ahead of the witches' escorts, and they were all suppressed by a sudden draw of swords.

“What are you doing? ”

Marchol answered coldly after asking the magician if he didn't know what was going on.

“I heard you forced an assassination? I heard you even took your medicine.”

The moment I heard that, the magician's mind went white. Could it be that the no-man 's-land has been captured? Or betrayed? I didn't know what was going on.

“Who told you that? ”

“A letter flew in yesterday. ”

“You believe in a fucking secret letter? ”

“A confidential letter from the Anonymous Coven. ”

“What?"

Marchol said coldly.

“You did exactly what it said in the letter. They're gonna call me here, and they're gonna drag me back in time. If anonymous negotiations aren't fortunetellers, how did you know about it? ”

A fire broke out in the magician's eyes.

“An accusation! A plot to use him to get rid of me!" ”

“We'll find out when we do some research. ”

His heart was extremely cold. If it turns out that he tried to kill himself, he will never forgive the magician. He's going to go after Hochtam himself from now on.

“Anonymous compromise. Where is he now? ”

The next moment, the magician's heart sank. He seemed to know the answer to his question.

"Really?"

The basement.

The institution doesn't work on him anymore.

The past went through my head in an instant. Trying to impress yourself, making a fuss about liking Imperial Jung. He's picking on himself on purpose.

The magician's whole body shuddered with the thought that all of this might have been a conspiracy for this moment. I thought he was being manipulated, but it was me who was being mocked. Anger and shock.

I was trembling less.

"What are you? ’