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“…… Phew. ”

In a dark basement filled with impressive and colorful emulsions.

Pocalor sighs. The man's words continue to linger in my ears. The Story of Mother and Old Man. It's already a hundred years in the past.

But when I heard that story, I remembered everything that happened last night, sheep vividly.

Probably the happiest time of his life.

It was a life that lacked a lot and was at risk of going to every day, but it was never happier than then.

The person who gave the happiness was the sweet grandmother at that time. But her descendants appear like this, bringing back memories of that time and causing trouble for themselves.

It was when she was so deeply troubled.

The black dust collects from all sides, decomposing into human form and appearing in front of her.

A man smaller than her in stature.

“My Lady.”

Pocalor frowns, as if not manly. It is a voice that I feel like I don't want to hear anytime I hear it, low and mean at the same time.

“... I told you not to call me Empress. How many times have I told you? Don't you have a brain? ”

“.. I'm sorry. ”

He shrugged his head once, expressing his guilt.

“Why are you here again? I told you not to come here unless something special happened. ”

“... I heard you didn't torture the man who kidnapped you. ”

Pocalor stares at him.

I'm wearing a robe underneath, but I feel bad enough without any movement on my wrinkled mouth.

“It's my heart. I'm not feeling well today.”

“.. when you weren't feeling well, but rather enjoyed it more. ”

Perhaps he was also hating Forgiveness because of the ‘Book of the Moon’ problem, he urged Forgiveness's torture.

“I'm tired and I don't feel well. Do you really have to explain that? Why don't you tell me what I'm tired of today? ”

“Then I'll do it. ”

“... Don't touch me. ”

With her threatening words, he twists one mouth as if it were absurd.

“Pocalor was the one who asked me to bring him in. But...”

“I mean, I'll take care of it. Don't touch me.”

Finally, a deep silence settles between them.

Pocalor continues to stare at him with a cool glare, and he looks down silently at the floor.

The silence that followed for a long time resulted in a standing voice of Pocalor's Day.

“Why aren't you going? ”

“…… Yes. ”

The man bit his teeth once as if he could see them.

But as if for the first time, they scattered into dust in an instant.

“… sigh…”

Confirming his disappearance, Pocalor presses his head full of complexity.

“What kind of shit is this?”

I can't believe he was a descendant of my grandmother... Seems a bit like him to me.

Not on the surface, but on the height. The grandmother in the memory was tall for the elderly. And he's tall.

“... I should have asked him about his grandmother's name. ”

She doesn't convince Shui. She doubts again.

But I shook my head as if it didn't make sense.

I don't know the name of my great-great-grandfather or great-grandfather, but how can I know if it's a masonry?

And most importantly, as the man said, he knew his name. Most people don't even know her name.

“Phew... What should I do? ”

A deep sigh echoes through your eyes.

* * * *

“.. how long do we have to keep doing this? ”

When Pocalor left and half a day passed. Forgiveness was frustrated and she spoke to herself.

I don't know how much time has passed since I've been in this situation. What is certain is more than half a day.

Since I haven't eaten or drunk anything for that long, I feel very hungry and thirsty.

The chain is causing the stats to drop and it's still weak, but it can be a little dangerous if we keep going.

He turned on the info window once in a long time.

* * *

Name-Luminin * Nickname-Sorry * 21 Years Old EXP 18321

[HP 337/337] [Mana 1000/32523] [Steamina 243/233] [Hunger 66/100] [Thirst 65/100] [Sleep 23/100]

Talent - 1/10 Strength 2 (-1)/10 Agility 2 (-1)/10 Intelligence 7 (-2)/10 Cognitive 10 (-2)/10 Magic 10 (-2)/10 Endurance 7 (-2)/10 Charm 4 (-2)/10

Characteristics (3/4) - 1. Atmosphere (Grade B) [Growth-33.901%] Passive

- Increases Charm by 3

- Your strange atmosphere affects the people around you.

- 2. Seed of World Water (Class C) [Growth Type -64.09%] Passive

- The seeds of world water, which embrace everything in the world, are hidden in the body.

- Increases Mana Operation Power and Magic Skill Speed by 20%

- Mana has a faint black color. Magic is somewhat black.

-3. Boundary of Oblique (Grade D) [Growth 16.03%] Passive

- When HP or Mana falls below 30%, HP or Mana recovery speed is increased by 150% until HP or Mana is restored above 60%.

- When your character's health reaches 0%, they will live for 7 minutes. After 7 minutes, they will not die if their health is restored to more than 85%.

- Magic Destruction Mana consumption reduced by 7%.

- Over time, the "Mana" and "Health" values increase depending on the "Magical" and "Strength" Talent stats.

* * *

Soon, hunger and thirst will reach 80.

The situation is very difficult because the patience has decreased, and it will be similar to the groggy state at 70.

“Ugh...”

His sigh echoes through the cave.

At the same time, I heard another high-heeled voice.

Saehan opens his eyes and looks toward the side where the sound was heard.

Pocalor was approaching, but he was dressed a little differently.

He takes off his robe, which he was wearing underneath, and wears a T-shirt and trousers of plain white cloth. The white outfit matches well with crunchy skin.

I thought I didn't need to wear a rough robe because it had already been revealed.

‘… let's calm down and calm down. Just roll your head a little quietly and you can live. ’

He took a deep breath once.

I feel like my head is not rolling well because the chain has dropped stats. You must be mistaken.

Pocalor slowly approaches him, bending his knees and looking at him.

She worries a lot and has a lot of shade on her face.

“... I have something to ask you. ”

It's a powerless voice.

“Ask.”

“... what did she say... no, she said her story had been old school for generations? ”

In her slightly unusual atmosphere, Forgiveness swallows a saliva and nods.

“.. tell me. Right, right. Exactly what the story has been about for generations. ”

Pocalor looks into Sagan's eyes and asks.

He feels her red-eyed eyes like a clear ruby.

“… Yes. ”

He clears his throat a few times and starts a little rambunctious.

Here's the rough story.

My grandmother, who lived with her husband and lost meaning in her life, thought that you and your mother had come at some point as a gift from heaven, and that you believed that even the Horses could fit in with humans. For five years, it was proof that they lived happily and happily together without problems.

If it were long or short, he would have told his children the meaning and happiness of the communion and solidarity that he had shared with the Horsemen for a short period of time.

And here was her picture and her favorite grandmother's apple pie.

“ …… ”

Pocalor bites his teeth tightly and bows his head.

He didn't say much to impress her, but she was trying her best to see the tears.

Sakhan seemed to know why. Maybe it's natural for her.

It is because there are no hard memories. Moves become memories over time, and whenever I think back, I feel moved.

“.. I promise. ”

Pocalor, who struggled to endure the teardrop, said with a heavy voice.

“… Huh? What?”

“.. Grandma...... You're the descendant of my savior. And if you heard about it from your family, you'd already know about the Horsemen. So... Phew... I'll let you go...”

In her words, 'release’, she gave a cheerful thought to herself, but managed to keep her expression still.

“Let's just use one contract. ”

“… Hmm? ”

“A contract stating that you will not tell anyone about me. ”

She hands out a piece of paper. All over the paper on the black background, several letters were written in white.

‘… damn it. ’

Zahan stares at the paper with a frightened eye.

"Satan's Contract"

A contract made of condensed poor Margie. Failure to fulfill the terms of the contract will result in disciplinary action against the violator.

Contract of Satan. If we agree to the terms of this contract, the contract penetrates the heart of the person who is obligated to dismantle into a lump of Margie.

If you violate the terms of the contract in that condition, Margie will burst into your heart.

It is a deadly contract for humans that will be killed if they make a mistake. Even if you're a big, strong Horseman with a heart.

“Well, that paper is a little unusual. ”

Forgiveness went through the contract pretending to ignore the cold sweat that was pouring out.

The content was simple.

- The owner of Mana (Sahan), who has been infiltrated in this contract, shall likewise not discuss any stories related to the owner of Maki (Pocalor), which have been infiltrated in the contract.

- The original term of the contract is 10 years, but if A wants to terminate the contract, it will be immediately destroyed.

Contracts usually state the duties of both parties... but here, the owner of Mana. In other words, only the obligation of forgiveness is stated. A little, no, a lot unfair.

“It's a rather unusual contract. I'm just making sure you keep your promises. So just blow Mana on the paper. ”

“But you know what? It's a little bit of a" no story "around here. I didn't mean to, but it could get misplaced and be included in any story. ”

“… so what do I do? ”

Sahan smiled.

“So instead of having to do with 'Pocalor,' wouldn't it be better to set the word directly? For example," The Horse, "" The Devil, "" Pocalor. "’With these three. ”

“Don't be ridiculous. Do I look stupid to you? ”

I said, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Then you won't be able to say something like that. ”

“ … ”

Pocalor looks like he's struggling with his chin for a moment.

“.. ”

After giving her a sharp shot, she began to revise the contract.

Seeing it, Saehan once more cheered himself up.

“Here.”

“ … ”

But I don't have to be reluctant to try.

As Zahan hesitates, Pocalor narrows his gaze and glances at her.

“... What are you doing? Go ahead and blow Mana on the paper. ”

In her delicate eyes, she felt a chill rise in her spine.

What can I do? It's a little dangerous, but right now, it's the only way.

If I accept this agreement, I am only a little uncomfortable speaking. So you don't have to go on an adventure to find another way.

“Okay. Thanks for saving my life. ”

Sahan pretended to be really happy and breathed 500 Mana into the contract.

Pocalor, who then confirmed it, also breathed Margie. However, the amount of Margie was not comparable to the apology.

Then the contract flooded into the air with red light.

The contract, which was floating in the sky for a while, soon broke into the hearts of many Magi and some Mana mixed together.

“... Never mind. ”

The low mumbled Pokalore immediately disappears into the dust somewhere.

“.. let him go. ”

Remaining alone, Zahan sighs.