The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

[Who is the owner of the ‘magic’ copyright controversy ending · · · magic?]

The Superpower Intellectual Property Rights hearings were quickly shortened.

In conclusion, the magical property problem was not solved neatly. It was not able to properly present evidence that they had studied magic, because the Morian Guild had provided evidence, but it was overwhelmingly pushed from their knowledge.

Obviously, Morian has the goods, but the owner is a league after all.

Eventually, both guilds were allowed to possess magic in Congress.

[Morian guild, state your intention to bind magic to the nation]

However, the ownership of the Morian Guild was so jeopardized that they eventually belonged to the entire country. If you're protected by Russia, you won't be able to easily touch magic. It was a loathsome convenience, but it didn't matter, because there was no other way to take the magic and I didn't intend to.

"Everything Is Misleading" Prophecy Explains Incarceration.

[What shocking truth did Yekaterina reveal about the Morian guild?]

Yekaterina was able to successfully file a damage suit for the incarceration case. Because there was no clear evidence, but her clear testimony that had been acting as a prophet for a long time and Aben's misstatement were overlapped by the government.

However, through a press conference held in a hurry this morning, Aben denied the word "imprisonment" to the end, but in the end, he had no choice but to give the prophet a huge reward.

Honestly, I had to push the fight harder to find out that the big companies cut off the tail, so I was satisfied with the history and the Yekaterina there.

The Morian Guild has suffered heavy damage to the image as a result of this incident, and has lost all the amulets, namely magic monopoly and ‘prophets’, and has caused a significant shake in the power of speech and power.

As such, he was able to screw up successfully without even talking to Master Yuharam on Lost Day. When I left the hearing, I didn't miss the muttering of biblical expressions.

And now.

“· · · Still unbelievable. ”

On the bus to Seoul, Yekaterina opened her mouth.

She's still in dark circles. Originally, I always looked tired, but I thought the legend seemed to have become poisonous recently. Contrary to that fatigue, of course, Yekaterina was smiling with a sincere delight.

“I can't believe you punched that bitch in the face and came out like this. ”

“From now on, you can live whatever you want. If you want, you don't have to enter the guild. ”

He said that while driving the van. It was originally nothing but a motorcycle, but it was a hunting van supported by the leaflet vendor, Rager, who jumped in the name of the motorcycle.

The portable Aether Crystal Vault could have been loaded with Aether Dispensers, even if it exploded in an accidental accident, and was designed to withstand any attack by monsters.

“No. I'm going to enter the guild of Seodam. It became clear that this was it. I'm the safest, happiest person to be with. ”

“· · · That's what's safe. ”

Happiness could not be guaranteed. If Yekaterina were to enter the guild, she would have been very good at it.

Whether or not she knew what he was thinking, Yekaterina smiled at him the whole time. It's too burdensome to drive. I came out into the world and looked like I was curious about everything, but I didn't even care.

“We're here.”

“Here · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

After arriving at Gangnam Square, Seodam parked in a suitable location and approached the statue. Following the sermon approaching the statue reminiscent of Michelangelo's creation of heaven and earth, Yekaterina asked.

“Weren't we going to the guild? ”

“This is our place. ”

“Here · · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

She looks around. In the square, there was nothing. Nothing, really.

‘No way · · · Homeless · · · · · · ·? ’

Then, Seodame said something before. The house you will provide will be cramped, the food will taste bad, and it will be a very uncomfortable life without servants. I thought it was nothing, but it's really homeless in the middle of this city.

Eww!!

Suddenly, the world shook.

The space collapsed, and the time changed from daytime when the sun was shining to midnight.

“· · · Ugh, huh? ”

When I woke up, the whole world was full of starlight. There were galaxies everywhere on earth and in the sky. Yekaterina opens her mouth blankly, staring at the bright stars in a dark world, and then looks at the many silver buildings.

“This is our place. ”

“W-world · · · · · ·! How, oh my. ”

Before she could speak, a small, colorful spirit swoops in and greets you in a straight line.

““ Welcome, Big Brother! ” ”

It was Yekaterina who had never seen a spirit before, so she looked at her will in surprise and replied.

“My baking shuttle. ”

He points far away.

“They're the lettuce growers over there in the vinyl house. ”

“Sa, lettuce? ”

“Grow tomatoes too. ”

The public gardens were full of numerous plants, because they were spirits that lived in life energy itself. There were vegetables such as lettuce and tomatoes, with personal tastes in history.

“Hmm · · · ·. Do you want to stay here? I think I can keep the building and give you one anyway. You can do whatever you want with them. I just threw a cookbook at a bunch of retarded spirits. He was better than I thought. Well, it won't be as uncomfortable as the mansion. ”

Yekaterina shakes her head.

“No, it really is. ”

The Morian Manor was an even more luxurious environment. She still can't take her eyes off countless starlight and spirits.

It was a sight I thought I would never see again after losing my sight. It was so, so beautiful that something from inside my heart was overwhelming.

“Do you want to see more? ”

“ · · · · · ·! ”

Yekaterina nods slowly and takes a look around the League's premises. It was a fantastic place to live here for the rest of my life. She wandered around the public garden for almost half a day and was able to get to know the spirits.

Later, he went into the office and told Yekaterina.

“My office. It's still a little messy, but I've been working pretty hard. ”

Yekaterina's fingertips sensed all the documents in one place. Skills that can only be performed by skilled witches. It was a technique that Evan and I couldn't even speak of.

“Hmm · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

She nods as if she knows something.

“Yes, you did. ”

Let's just say, the story makes me laugh to see if I'm feeling better.

But the truth is,

In Yekaterina's eyes, it was a complete mess. The persistent problem of a guild master from Hunter is that he doesn't manage effectively. How many trials will Hunters go through to become a guild master who knows nothing about the law?

In that regard, the power of the historical narrative was poor. He certainly worked hard. There are countless law books and documents to prove it. However, ‘well’ is an important world rather than ‘hard’, but Yekaterina had a much better history than well.

“In the meantime, really. You've done well. In the future, I will work harder to help you. ”

Yekaterina rubs her tired eyes. Somehow, I was getting more and more tired these days, but I couldn't stop there. She approaches the widow and tucks his shoulder with her finger.

“Well, then, I'll have to file for joining the guild."

Thrash!

“· · · · Ugh! ”

“Go, what's all of a sudden? ”

At that moment, a joyful, intense, electrified pleasure climbs up Yekaterina's fingertips. She glances at her hand and her will in a bewilderment. Then, once again, I put my hand on the body of the talisman.

Thrash!

“Laugh · · ·. ”

Likewise, the tingling sensation rose again.

“What's the matter · · ·? Are you sick?”

“Oh, no. I don't think so. ”

It was a strange sensation.

It's like feeling energized.

It felt like someone was forcefully driving the car without fuel and could not control its overflowing power.

She places her hands on the shoulders of the historical tale with a slightly more delicate hand. As I held my hand, the sensation that I felt like I was going to lose my mind because of the excitement and awkwardness spread gradually throughout my body.

What the hell is going on? ’

Later, Yekaterina notices that something has changed in her body. I felt like my body had become lighter for the past few months, and that fatigue that always seemed to close my eyes was slight, but gone.

‘Are you kidding me? ’

Later, Yekaterina realizes that her soul is bound to her will.

Bound from the soul. I don't know the meaning of it, the proverbs, or the Yekaterina. However, she was able to make a fragmented guess.

‘· · · The act of the soul being fed by nature means that I cannot do it on my own. ’

There is a soul in every life, and that soul has the power to live in harmony with all kinds of nature. But what if the soul is tied to someone else's body, not yours?

It means that you have to be energized through someone else.

Yekaterina opens her palms, this time placing her hands boldly on his chest. Then, even more intense pleasures than before penetrated the nerves of the entire body. I feel like I'm going to get all the energy I haven't been supplied at once.

‘Ew, this is dangerous. ’

Eventually, she took her hand off and sat down, but the legend hurriedly gave her a Yekaterina and stood her up.

“What's the matter? Are you sick? Are you sick? · · · You have health insurance, right? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

But she could not answer.

*

Since the arrival of Yekaterina, the administration of the guild has been in full swing. She also studied in detention because she didn't know much about the recent changes in law or Korean culture, but at least she was much better than me.

“Uh, how's it going over there? ”

Looks like we've already occupied half the area.

Shin Hye-ji's voice flows from her smartphone. The Muslims were occupying this space that I had opened, [slanted cloister of doppelgangers], just as I was using the dead spirit's public garden to create my own space.

However, the public garden was narrow in space and small in number of spirits, so it could consume some lifespan for them, but the slanted clowns could not and did not have to.

For the first reason, this place called the Dogee Temple was enormous, almost half of the land of China. There was also a considerable number of clowns there, so we can't afford to give it life.

For a second reason, there is no need to build more load. Spirits could not get out of the public garden, and neither could the doppelgangers. I deal with spirits because I need men to tend to the public gardens and repair them, but don't the Muslims already have many people?

“That was quick.”

I think I'm about to arrive at the Crown Prince's residence.

There are three kings of the SS-rank in the world. If it had been a ‘dungeon’, it would have been a disaster, but fortunately, the world had already been destroyed and would not have become a dungeon.

“Yes. Tell Seol Jung-yeon that I'll be there when the dungeon is over. ”

Yes, the Lord will be pleased.

Almost 3,000 Muslims are going crazy for the re-enactment of the 'Central Moorish’, so even if there are three bosses of the SS-rank, they will not last long.

After hanging up, I leaned against my back on the chair.

This is how the crazy half year ended. Taylor and Yekaterina have regained their freedom, the Muslims have found their own land and are pioneering it, and I have declared magic to the world, and even property rights have been recognized.

Now, the guild is really about to explode, but...

< Historical Hunter · · · · · · · · ·. >

“· · · · · · · · Eh. ”

< The world at risk of destruction is increasing gradually. >

“Hnng.”

Eventually, what happens in real life happens in real life. My job hasn't changed.

The protagonist hunt.

At first, it was just to live, to steal talent. However, his intentions were gradually changing.

“Are there any other protagonist hunters? ”

< If I had, I wouldn't have burned like this. >

“I can't help it. I have to go to work.”

Fortunately, most of the busy work has been taken care of and I am now free to ‘dispatch’ thanks to my presence in Yekaterina, who is more administrative than I am.

I told my client that I was going to send her roughly on a smartphone.

“Let's go for a while. ”

< Yes, I will prepare a list of quests. We marked the world slowly approaching destruction as a focus. >

The Romance of the Black-haired Holy Lady

# Romance Fantasy # Book possession # Reverse Harem

# Innocent Yeouido # But Evil Yeouido

# Gangnam Ju, the most reckless # Jeongnam-ju, the obsessed

# Pupil Mado Nam-ju # Pope Daejeong Nam-ju

Player Eating with SSS Grade Luck

# Fusion # Lucky # Growth

# Munchkin # Dimensional # Enhanced

I am exclusive in the tutorial

# Fusion # Proprietary # Propagation # Forging

· · · · · ·.

A total of 10 lists were presented. As I slowly examined them, I discovered something, a truly enormous worldview.

“· · What's with all the hashtags and romance fantasies? ”

< The genre is due to the ‘probability’ spread in a very unusual path. >

“Really?"

I don't know what the odd path is, but... I don't want to check right now.

“Here, bring me the plot. ”

Player Eating with SSS Grade Luck

The protagonist level of the World View is 157. And the quest success rate was 29%, at least the highest.

━

Synopsis

People who suddenly fell into this world!

Everyone was awakened as a player, but only Ferutius was unable to awaken any of the perks.

I was devastated.

Strengthen Me!

You got the best weapon?!

Break through 0.001% of the worst enhancement success rates, and today he's still after the best in the world!

━

“ · · · · · ·. ”

After reading the description, I sighed.

“Yes, that's right. Well, that's normal. Let's do this.”

< Do you want to go now? >

“Huh."

[Go to the world of Ferruthius, the protagonist of level 157, Playdin World.]

[10 · · 9 · · · 8 · · ·.]

The world flashes.

[2 · · · 1 · · 0]

[Movement completed.]

Come on, open your eyes.

It was in the middle of a large city reminiscent of a medieval era.

The world is embroidered by giant flying pterosaurs, flight boats, and flames.

“Wow.”

There were many people on the streets, all wearing fancy armor and robes and riding cute pets and mounts, all filled with very unique people who could not find the same thing.

Black, white, red, blue, tall, short, long ears, four arms. I was slightly fascinated by the fantastic way that so many different races roamed the streets · ·

“You will be recruiting warriors of Level 60 or higher to challenge the 'Dark Maze of the Daikans’! ”

“Hey, Dusk Punitive Force. What, you're not a player, you're a local? Chet, fuck off. Don't hang around here. ”

“Players! We're selling potions! Medium Potion with 25% Recovery! Pack enough for the dungeon! You only have one life!”

“Get a dealer of Level 90 or higher to challenge the Fallen Tribal Chief's residence. Artificial Imprint of Detoxification required. ”

Here, something's wrong.

[You have become a player who has come to the ‘Playin' World.]

End