Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

[Every cloth!]

A thousand horses shouted at my question.

[I don't think you asked who you were, I think you asked who you loved.]

[Son of a bitch! I'm so sorry! I can't shake a woman's heart.]

[You sneak up on your grandfather.]

I couldn't believe what I said. But he raised his voice.

[Son of a bitch! Grandpa is grandpa, and I am me. I have never once taken a woman's heart...]

[Who was your first love?]

Suddenly, a thousand words flickered. I clearly saw his eyes shaking.

Haha, there you are.

[Are you crazy? Are you listening to me with your ass?]

Why are you so excited? That's why you think there was someone you really loved, right?]

No, you son of a bitch! Don't make me drink. Shut up and drink.]

Apparently there was. So, where did Thousand Horses grow up like monsters in the catacombs? He must have grown up with all kinds of attention and love as a precious Buddhist monk. He would not have had the fever of his first love, and his heart would have palpitated seeing the woman he loved.

Thousands of horses start to react with a twist.

[Hey, cheater. Your fiancé is so beautiful, and you cheat on her like that?]

It's a shame his words don't sound on the outside, but if I did, I'd be embarrassed by all kinds of nonsense.

[I'm telling you, I've never cheated on you.]

[Do you really think so too, Unfortunate Woman?]

[Don't just say "unlucky."]

[Hehe.]

This time, I said something before.

[Come on, let's have a drink.]

I poured a drink with a thousand horses.

Was it just the daytime drinking? Suddenly, I felt emotional.

[But I was in the middle of a fight with you.]

[Hehe. I did.]

[You were a little old, weren't you?]

[I'd be a few years different if I did!]

[Aren't we seven and a half years old? Exactly how old are you?]

[Never mind. That's enough of a friend, buddy.]

[Haha.]

Thousands of horses were filled with memories.

He emptied his cup and said as if he was jealous.

[But you're still young, right?]

[Yes, I want to enjoy this youth.]

[Say that with some apology.]

How can I not be sorry for saying this in front of my eyes?

But I said it calmly, hiding my heart like that.

Why would I do that?]

[Unsullied, liars, cheaters, dissectors...!]

I thought I'd have to drink a thousand horses today if I drank more, but I raised my glass to him.

Three days later, the enemy arrived as chief.

Moist was a woman with a rich breasts and a smooth appearance. I didn't know where to look, but one thing was for sure, I saw more flesh than clothes.

"It's been a while."

"How are you?"

"Well, I'm always happy. I found a handsome man on the way here today, but he insisted I come quickly, so I just came."

"As a result, I saved that man."

"Oh? Is that so? You took away the precious experience of the twelve through pleasure."

The trafficker laughs. Remaining was a woman who seduced a man and sucked him dry. If there is anything different, when you reach the climax while sharing a euphemism, it is different to suck the blood of all of the opposing Pokémon, not the inner air.

The same is true of the traffickers, but the enemy also gained strength through blood.

"Short month? I'd have been there first."

"Dead."

The answer to the grave surprised me.

"How?"

"I met the wrong owner."

Temporarily static. He said with a strange smile.

"Bad news. I'm with the same owner."

"Then I better keep my eyes peeled."

I've known the Trafficker for a long time. I am never a foolish owner. Then, the correct answer to the question, "How did you die?" is to meet the enemy by mistake.

"Who the hell are you fighting? With those merchants?"

Immediately, the dealer hardened his impression.

“Don't be presumptuous!"

The servant smiled and said.

"Isn't it too harsh for me to live in such a vulgar taste? I'm gonna take a break. It's been a long walk, and I'm tired."

As she turns, she suddenly bites.

"You're a guy, right?"

"Buy it. It's also very young."

Her eyes sparkled. Her lips flutter.

Before she said anything, the dealer cut her off first.

"Go and rest."

"Yes."

The hostile enters the building with his base. She tells the Blood Swords in a playful manner, standing around the building.

"My visits are always open. Especially handsome brothers."

The blood men did not give her a single glance. It's because I knew that if I opened her visit, it would be my last day on this planet.

I was busy repairing the inspection on my own, and Songhwa Lin was busy helping me make the right thing.

After spending three or four days so busy, I was finally able to spend some alone time with her today. However, they could not go outside, and they took a walk in the support.

"I heard about the Sanctuary. You really have a big role?"

"No, I was just helping the doorman and my dad."

I know it's not. I heard you played a big enough role to get your own ball.

"You can brag about it. And a little bit of color."

"Somehow……."

"People won't notice otherwise, right?"

She looked at me shyly.

“There are people who understand you even if you don't tell them, right? There are people like that."

I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards me. She was naturally drawn.

I hugged her.

"Thank you."

I didn't know I could do such a fabulous job. It would not have been easy because it had never been done before.

But she did it better than anyone.

I didn't see the look on her face, but I could feel it. She's making a happy face.

She held it in her arms for a long time and said, pulling out of her arms.

"I should say thank you. Thanks for saving my life that day. I had a very precious experience thanks to you."

"You've never done magic before, have you?"

"I was really surprised when the blood came out of the dead. Besides, I never thought the truth would be so easily retarded."

Song Hwa-rin hid his mother and body that day was a very basic truth. That's why it was more easily retarded.

"The same is true when fighting any enemy, but the most important thing is not to panic, especially in the fight with an enchanter."

She nods, empathetic.

"There are two ways to deal with magic. Overwhelming internal skills and power did not make magic work in the first place."

"Far, far away from me. So, what if she got enchanted?"

"Then we must find a method of retaliation as soon as possible. As there is a law in any practice, there must be a law of sabotage in any practice."

"How do we find the law of retaliation?"

"You have to find it with your gut. It takes a lot of experience to grow that feeling."

"Magic... is... scary."

This opponent must have used all kinds of magic. So it was important to know this only.

"Scary. Just remember this one thing for sure. There must be a law of retaliation. Try to find it calmly."

She nods.

"I want to be strong too."

"You're strong, too."

"No, it's not enough. You have no idea how scared I was that day. You have no idea how scared I was that I wouldn't be able to protect her."

"I don't know, but so did my mother."

"Yes, you did."

I know what kind of void it is.

It might have something to do with the horror of not having a family in your past life.

Fear that you may not be able to protect the person you love. The fundamental fear that death may not scare you, but that you may lose the one you love first.

I was scared. Even though we had the most unspoiled men in the world.

Not now, of course.

I'm just trying to protect it. They enjoy what they can because they are not afraid of losing. As hard as it can be.

I realized that happiness is greater than the freedom to escape. This life has taught me a lesson.

"Is she all right?"

I nodded. Song Hwa Rin smiled.

"I'm so glad you're all right."

Don't worry, we'll get through this. I will make it so.

He didn't say anything until he got back to my room. It was quiet to make fun of Song Hwa Rin and her hug.

[Why didn't you say anything?]

[I deliberately disconnected from the outside and fell asleep.]

[Can you do that?]

[Of course. I can't stand it if I stay awake.]

[Why did you hang up?]

[You have that much courtesy.]

It was a surprise. I was thankful and surprised. Actually, I didn't care about anything else, but when I was alone with Songhwa Rin, I was a little concerned about Heavenly Horse. But it was considerate.

[You remind me of an old woman.]

[Son of a bitch! No, I'm not!]

[I don't understand why a woman is like a man without a woman.]

[That's it…….]

[It's a preconception.]

[Hmph!]

[By the way, I have something to tell you.]

[What?]

What if the woman we're dealing with is your grandfather's blood? I'm going to kill her.]

[It doesn't matter.]

[Doesn't matter?]

[I'm not sure if it's his blood or not, but I've never seen his face in my life. Now it's a bloodbath, blah, blah, blah. It's all useless. Haven't you ever heard of a distant relative who's worse than everyone else? Tell him to go away.]

His words move. What does that mean?

Anyway, I was a little concerned and now I can handle it without any pressure.

Thousands of words suddenly came out and stopped.

[But I asked...]

You don't seem to be saying thank you for trying. I said it first before he got nervous.

[I'm the old-fashioned scholar who pays attention to vanity. Of course I have to ask.]

I could feel the heavenly horse laughing. I realized I spoke because I cared for him.

Yeah, well, at least we're better at killing each other than the blood we've never seen before.

Blood has arrived at the palace.

Bloodshed was a sturdy old man, and I could see at a glance why his name was Bloodshed. He had red tears engraved on his eyes.

The gray-haired old man had a bloody tattoo, so I was very strange and terrified.

“How are you?"

Bloodshed greets you bluntly. Originally, his personality was cold and heartless.

"Then I wouldn't have met you."

"Who's the other one?"

"It's a pain in the ass."

"Where is he now?"

The bloodstream is eager to go and defeat the opponent at any moment.

Then someone said behind my back:

"I don't tell you what a great secret that is. Don't let him go out there. I'm so bored to get here so early."

Turning around, the enemy sitting on the wall raises his hand to greet you.

"It's been a while."

I felt unwelcome in the face of the bloodstream. It was more of a complaint about the situation than a complaint about gratitude.

"Wasn't it just me?"

The dealer replied.

"It's not just the usual yadda yadda yadda. It's been a short month, and it's already dead."

Bloodshed surprised me. The previous complaint disappeared in an instant.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Get some rest. I'll show you to your room."

Just then, about a dozen blood blades arrived. There were over a hundred blood swords that had already arrived. As I arrived inside the blood swords, the expression of the blood became more serious.

Still sitting on the wall, the mistress asked the bloodsucker.

"But you're still standing, right? We're bored......"

Clairvoyance!

Puang!

The bloodstream flies out the journal without looking back. There was a big hole where the tapir sat.

But the crunchiness was gone.

After the bloodstream enters the building, you see the face of the red matter through the cracked hole.

"Hmm... I guess it's not stopping."