The Protagonists Are Murdered by Me

After leaving Baek So-woo, she said her sincere apologies to me.

“I'm sorry. I didn't think that kid would hate that guy. ”

I also said nothing because my taste was bitter. It's just, I was hurt.

The back of the white light that was leaving seemed really lonely.

She was beaten twice for the same reason by a teacher who loved and respected her. What will happen? Do you want to grind and wipe the blade of vengeance with an obvious clische, or do you want revenge?

Well, honestly, I was very worried about that. In this world, even the existence of the devil, I thought that the demons would leave behind a strong man whose emotions were weakened. No, it's unconditional. The Devil will unconditionally approach the White Sow.

Judging coldly, it would be right to kill Baek So-woo right away. I didn't leave a trail behind. And that's how I've survived so far.

However, just before leaving, I saw the white light's eyes and folded such thoughts.

She folded all her grudges against Seong-yeon and her sister, and even completely lost her will to resist. She left quietly.

“· · · I'm more sorry. I sent my precious disciple away because of me. ”

“That is also what I am in danger of. Knowing the child's wound, he decided that he could be healed quickly. ”

In many ways, there was a poor back end.

“· · · The history of paganism ends today. ”

The current Catholicism was founded around the ideas and beliefs of Baek So-weah, so there was no reason for the central axis to exist anymore after leaving without a word.

“So what happens to us? ”

He said in a trembling voice that the deaf still remained. After the departure of Baek So-woo, I still couldn't believe this reality. In addition, the congregation of the Catholic Church gathered here to find out whether they had experienced a strong energy collision, and later found out the situation and made a desperate look.

“Are you our new pillar? ”

If you become the new millennium Catholic, many congregations will be left behind by that overwhelming presence. But she had no intention of staying here at all, so she should not clumsily hold them and shake them.

In the first place, they brought one Baek So-woo and one man to heal and soothe their wounds and make them their own. If, in fact, the existence of the Great Horse Seong-yeon was once again ruled by the Great Majestic Zone, would they really follow it? Only a clumsy Catholic will remain, just a shell.

She was small enough to know that, but said in a subtle voice to resonate throughout this peak.

“The Catholic Church is dissolved today. No one will ever be able to use the name of the horse under heaven again, and no one will be able to preach the doctrine of the pagan religion. ”

At the end of the day, all the Christians opened their eyes and dreaded their faces.

“· · · So you should also leave. Go where you want to go. ”

Immediately after that, the Muslims, who were no longer Catholics, were scattered all around. How do you feel about the end of Catholicism? I wouldn't dare understand.

*

“In the first place, it wasn't proper paganism. ”

Leaving Mount Hundred Thousand Mountains, she said.

“The belief pursued by the Catholic Church was spoiled by the child. He did not even learn the doctrine of the Catholic Church, nor did he even understand what it meant to spread the will of the Catholic Church to the world. · · · So you filled all the congregations with women. ”

In the first place, it is‘ strong ’that the Catholic Church considers the most important. By the way, what the Catholic Church of Baek So-woo was seeking was to be stronger than a man, to protect himself.

Not bad. Not really bad, no, but honestly, it was okay to see such beliefs as solidifying one's position as a woman. However, unfortunately, it was not a pagan religion. It was a belief that was not compatible with Catholicism. The Catholic Church should not do so.

So, the Catholicism was dissolved.

In the world of the Moorish, the Moorish man, Yeongyeon, has had a period of growth, and everything he dreamed of has really disappeared.

“· · · The end was expected in the first place. I'd rather be out of my mind because I ended up like this. ”

But she smiled and said it was rather cool, and I had no choice but to nod. She really seemed to be good after saying good-bye.

“By the way, are you okay? ”

“Yes, I don't care. ”

One of the purposes of coming to Shingang right now was to use the power of the Catholic Church to fight the Mourim. However, the disappearance of the Catholicism has made the method completely useless, so I understand what you are worried about, but it's really okay.

After all, even without the help of the Catholics, the Mourim blinds will slowly fall apart by biting each other.

The "Feud of the Mourim League" continued to be reported by the dark brigades.

A blind man who asks you to announce his official position on sorcery, and then asks for a sneaky horseball. A wheelbarrow that resists nonsense.

Until now, the resistance of the wheelchair wave was strong and did not seem to have much income. A short time ago, I heard that a castle in the distress wave had been demolished by the Southern Palace. In other words, the war has begun in earnest!

“You don't have to wait for the fight to get dark. We're just going to hit a mountain of wheels while the masters are fighting. ”

Of course, the war was more chaotic than I thought. According to the inside information, there is an increasing number of spells presumed to be the magic of the Devil. I don't know why, but the activities of the demons have increased dramatically.

The cause is probably war. It was speculated that the demons, who had to remain silent, had initiated the right activities when the war broke out with intense emotions and emotions, but the exact cause was unknown.

“How can the demons of Murim have no way? ”

“Yes, there is no way. If you destroy every doomsday that possesses the ‘god of the devil', you don't know. If you only had time, it could be enough, but it takes too long. ”

It was difficult for me, as the guild master of the Anathers League, as the leader of the contemporary god Moulim Blind, as a hunter of the SS rank, and as Taylor Nine, who recently had a subtle relationship with the Hunters' Association. Because we were all continuing our busy lives in modern times.

“I see.”

When I couldn't say what a pity she was, I said it to give her hope.

“But, well. You don't know, it's not me or you or Taylor, it's someone else who might be fighting the devil. ”

Even the Viviantha Empire, which established a glorious Mado civilization, was like a girl named Araceli Reincar, who, when deceived by the devil, collapsed into a single stalk of hope.

Maybe even in this mud, someone like that will come out, right?

*

Seongcheongyeon, a Catholic monarch and a woman once called Jijong, the only one.

She was a dream, a love, a hope, and at the same time a goal of life.

I took my chinese off the market floor for a day, and I didn't have enough room to sleep. I always spent the night in the rain, gathering pieces of paper and warming up my cold body, and I had to stay trembling in fear of getting caught by the vagrants on the street.

Living is always like that.

I knew it was only natural to spend every day in loneliness and sorrow. Happiness only felt so far away, and I knew that it was only joy to feel it on the day I found even the leftover food.

Until I met Seong-yeon.

‘Follow me. ’

Ever since she reached out to herself, life has changed completely.

Now I don't have to spend any more lonely nights. I could wear warm, cosy new clothes, sleep on the floor of a room where the ceiling was upright, not a rainy alleyway, eat food every day, and even be strong enough to protect myself.

I was happy to cry. Happiness is something like this. I've never known happiness before.

When I first knew happiness, Baek So-woo cried all day long. I'm so afraid of the fact that I've spent my entire life unhappy, but I'm so grateful to Seong-yeon for the fact that I can be happy now.

· · · · ·, although that happiness didn't last long.

Baek So-woo was afraid of a man. Men, whether young or old, were always stronger than themselves and had to be read in order to avoid them and protect themselves. I had to keep my nerves sharp all the time, and I couldn't even sleep properly.

Because of that, when I saw a man, the trauma that almost hit the vagabonds of my childhood became worse. Knowing that not all men are the same man, almost instinctive defensive behavior did not suit the ‘group’.

In the end, Baek So-woo was driven out by Seo-yeon, who had reaped himself, but he did not love him the most. I still couldn't fix myself.

But that's already the second time. After being miraculously alive, Seo Hyuk fell in love with a man, and he thought it was wrong.

By the way.

She sees only one unshakeable glance in the snow.

Even wiser than before, Seongzhongyeon understands his mind better than anyone else.

According to him, Baek So-woo realizes.

"Something" that Seongzhongyeon realized on the land of Gyeongdong. Is it a good thing to deny that you are not right? Is it right for me to force someone else to do something hard and painful?

Seong-yeon was always right. The words of the Old Testament were always the truth, the law, and soon became the law.

However, he was arrogant that he had just climbed the scenery, and he tried to swing the teacher as he wanted.

Baek So-woo bites his lips to bleed.

Because I was embarrassed, and I felt pathetic about myself kicking my teacher's love.

It is already irreversible. She loved him because she heard he was really trying to kill him.

There is only one way to repay it in the jungle. Giving your own life.

‘· · · · · Would rather die. ’

If it is devoted to the life, meaning of atonement, which was explained by Seongzhongyeon, perhaps it is worth more. With that in mind, Baek So-woo stepped down powerlessly.

Shoot him!!

The showers pour out. White Sow walks down a wooded forest path to avoid rain, but it can't stop it. I put a lot of resilience on my skin, and I heard a commotion somewhere.

Just curiously, she soon found something.

“Hey! Can't everyone get out of here! ”

It was a common sight in Murim.

Thousands of bandits raided a group. The group was a family of four, and their wives and two young daughters were frightened by each other, and the head of the household, who seemed to know nothing, had a thick branch and had a mean face.

‘Meaningless.'

The bandits had already fallen from the masses and had a sharp but rough day. By comparison, men were dwarfed in stature, and the level of armament was also superfluous. When you fight, you lose anyway.

Knowing that, the man desperately opened his mouth and said,

“Honey, run! I'll take care of everything here! ”

Men will also know. The moment you fight, you know your own neck will flee. However, it is nevertheless important. He gives his life to protect his family.

He laughed at the neon waves that were too common and obvious.

The wounds left in her chest were always in the invisible place, untouchable and unable to apply ointment, so she continued to have pustules.

However, I felt different now that I realized something. The wound was still rebuilt, but the wound was clearly shown to itself.

“Two, chief! There's a crazy bitch coming! ”

“What? It's Murim's outfit. ”

“Wouldn't that be okay? We were also given the power of the divine spirit that was brought to us by the totalitarian leader of the greenery! This power can't even be used by the Moorish. ”

As a result, the White So-weaves finally reached the verge, but the bandits opened their eyes without fear.

“Fuck off. Even though I'm a Moorish, if I were a human, I'd feel desperate for four years, wouldn't I? ”

The mysterious enchantment of the divine they received was to draw any 'negative emotion’ from the other person.

Anger, confusion, despair, fear, pain.

That was the identity of the power that the existence of the 'devil’ deals with.

Human beings can never break out of negative emotions.

But it is.

A terrible aura of Borat light was fired at the bandits, but it did not strike her at all.

“This is · · · · ·. ”

Immersed in the identity of that power with a briefly interesting eye, she laughs and murmurs within a short while.

“It was used by the sleepyhead of the Moorish. ”

Baek So-woo, who had roughly figured out his identity, said it was a real shame.

“I'm sorry, but that doesn't work for me. ”

Because.

“I've always lived in despair. ”

Within days, her sword was drawn.

Demons of Murim (3) End