The Returner

“Damn it.”

Surprisingly, the one who was most desperate about the situation was Barbache, not mankind, not Apeldice.

Lee Ji-hyuk's condition was completely breathless, giving him deep despair.

“What a sight! ”

Barbace growls.

The world breathes in his true wrath for the first time.

“This can't be the end, Lee Hyuk! Ninety-nine! ”

Barbace reaches out to Lee Hyuk and pulls his hand back in a frenzy.

Like a precious piece of glass being shaken with your own hands.

“No... of course not! ”

Barbacce's eyes tremble.

Although he is said to be the Demon King with the history of the Magic Cube, there is no way to know what happens when a human is transformed into a demon.

Ordinary humans do not overcome the shock and die during the process of mazualization. Even if you are only a Horseman, you cannot escape the lowest level of the Horseman.

So Barbatch couldn't have been interested in that.

So I'm embarrassed.

He thinks Lee Hyuk is dead. I'm completely out of breath. However, we do not know whether this is just the end of death or the process of being masturbated.

“Humans! Don't you know what happens when humans become the devil? ”

He yells at the Demon Kings, but the Demon Kings do not respond and bow their heads.

“These... useless things. ”

Barbatch is restless, not fit for his majesty.

“No, you're not. You're not gonna die like this, are you? Lee Ji-hyuk, right? ”

He has to wake up.

So you have to be your adversary. It is unacceptable to die in vain.

“This……. ”

The moment Barbace is about to say something, his head slowly turns around.

Choi Jeong-hoon walked over here in his eyes.

What about him? ’

I'm embarrassed.

If you name this feeling correctly, it's the only word you'll ever hear. With the exception of Lee Hyuk, the first human appeared to embarrass him.

How dare he come here?

Are you out of your mind?

“Piss off.”

Barbatch raises his hand. Then he spoke kindly to them in their language.

“Killing you is simple. But right now I don't want to create any variables. Stand down and wait for death. I did not grant you the freedom to choose death on your own. ”

“Hehe.”

Choi Jung-hoon smiled lightly.

“You're talking nonsense. ”

Facing Barbacce was not an easy task.

Even though he held his mind, just by looking at him from the front, Choi Jung-hoon felt like his soul was distorted. The difference between trying and not being able to catch up with him is pressing him.

However, I did not intend to retreat at all.

Barbatch smiles at himself and smiles at the approaching man.

Are you out of your mind? ’

There should be nothing left but despair in their position, so there was nothing strange about one or two who let go of their minds.

However, the problem was that he could not afford to enjoy the scenery.

Jiaying.

A beam emanating from Barbacean's fingertips pierces Choi Jeong Hun's thighs.

Fluffy.

At that moment, Choi Jung-hoon, who was relieved of his strength, fell down.

“Huh-huh.”

But he didn't stay down. Choi Jung-hoon smiled and tried hard to get up.

The leg that was pierced through the entire bone did not support his body.

However, Choi Jung-hoon got up on his remaining leg and walked forward limping.

Barbatch's face is distorted.

“You little prick! ”

Killing him is no big deal.

However, the phenomenon of death itself affects the world. Now Barbados wanted to block as many variables as possible. I don't know what the death of the author will do to Lee Ji-hyuk's transformation.

“Get out of the way, asshole. ”

Choi Jung-hoon, who did not know Barbace's heart, limped and approached Lee Hyuk.

“... I just don't get it. ”

Barbatch stares at Choi Jung-hoon, a little dazed. Lee Hyuk, Choi Jeong-hoon, and... His common sense did not understand them.

Because he's not intelligent?

No, it's not.

I didn't do it because I was stupid.

Barbacee was embarrassed in front of Choi Jung-hoon and Lee Hyuk's incomprehensible beliefs.

“Why rush death? The first principle of behavior for every living creature is to survive. Isn't it your goal to live a little longer? ”

Choi Jung-hoon looks at Barbatch and smiles as if he's pathetic.

“The devil king lives one-dimensionally. ”

“What?"

“Listen, you son of a bitch. You're human because you can choose where you die. Human beings know when to die. ”

“ ……. ”

“I just decided this is where I was supposed to die. Instinct? Survival principles? You're talking nonsense. ”

Choi Jung-hoon smiled.

“Kill me if you want to. That won't stop me. ”

Choi Jung-hoon, who was limping, walked towards Lee Hyuk.

“This……. ”

Jiaying!

Barbatch's beam pierces through Choi Jung-hoon's other leg as well.

Fluffy.

Choi Jung-hoon fell to the ground and laughed as he turned to dust.

But he didn't stop.

Reach out.

Nothing was immobilized because the legs didn't move. He has two arms left.

Choi Jung-hoon reached out his hand, grabbed the floor, and began to crawl forward again and again.

“... Why are you doing this? ”

Barbach's words do not answer Choi Jung-hoon's.

You wouldn't understand.

You'll never understand with a horse's head.

“Mr. Barbacee! ”

“ ……. ”

“Why not kill him? I want to kill the author right now and crush Lee Hyuk's body... ”

Shhhhhhhhh!

The Demon King's head flutters to the sky as he gives a speech to Barbatch.

Barbatch, who blew the Demon King's head off in a single blow, distorts his face completely and mutters.

“Don't bother. ”

He had to see.

What he's trying to do now.

Perhaps he is looking at the secret of tenacity and strength that he did not understand even though he tried to understand Lee Ji-hyuk. The secret to making the Humans so strong.

“Ugh…. ”

Blood spilled from both thighs began to congeal like a pond behind Choi Jeong Hoon's perch. Choi Jung-hoon gradually approached Lee Hyuk with a clumsy ritual.

Barbado, the Demon Kings, and even the other humans watching couldn't breathe.

I need to see.

We need to watch that view.

Jung-hoon Choi, who arrived right in front of Lee Hyuk, who was barely bowing his head in a cloudy ritual, stood up. I almost fell several times because my legs were pierced, but Choi Jung-hoon barely woke up and sat next to Lee Hyuk.

“Phew……. ”

Jung-hoon, who wiped the sweat off his forehead with his bloodied hands, laughed with a messed up face.

“Gosh, I think.... ”

Choi Jung-hoon pushed his hand into his pocket.

“Lee Ji-hyuk has his own stings at the moment of death. Usually I can't just sit here and die. ”

Choi Jung-hoon smiled alone and pulled out a cigarette out of his pocket. Choi Jung-hoon, who found a perfectly healthy cigarette in a blood-soaked cigarette bag, asked the cigarette.

Bang.

Jung-hoon, who lit a fire and took a deep sip, took the cigarette out of his mouth and gave it to Lee Hyuk's lips.

Although it may not be easy to pass cigarettes on to the already frozen mouth, Choi Jung-hoon carefully clenched the cigarettes on his lips so that Lee Hyuk's posture would not falter, and then he also lit the cigarettes again.

“If you think about it, it was just me and Lee Hyuk in the NDF. ”

So it was only him and Lee Hyuk who always went out to smoke. It was one of the things Choi Jung-hoon had to do to calm him down while smoking together whenever Lee Hyuk beat him up to create a smoking room.

“I look back. Without Lee Hyuk, I would have lived a little. ”

Choi Jung-hoon smiled lightly.

What a funny guy.

He said he would get to know him first and never laid a hand on him, but strangely, people around him move around.

It wasn't because I was strong.

I can't believe there is such a thing as flammability that attracts people to Lee Hyuk, but there seems to be something similar.

“I've been thinking a lot about what to say for the last time. by coming all the way here. But I think I need to say something big for the last time... What should I say?" Well Done "seems too hard, and it's unfamiliar to say thank you. ”

Choi Jung-hoon lightly scratched his cheeks and laughed at Lee Hyuk.

“So I was thinking.... ”

The cloudy moisture in his eyes began to fill up.

“That was fun.”

Choi Jung-hoon inhaled cigarette smoke filled his lungs and slowly spurted out.

“It was horrible... but it was fun. I know it sounds funny, but... ”

Blur.

Consciousness.

I can't even see what's in front of me anymore. A little while ago, I could clearly feel the blood oozing out of my legs, but now I didn't even feel what was on my lower back.

‘Oh, you're dying. ’

Choi Jung-hoon felt real.

I didn't like death that much.

His goal was to give birth to a son and daughter, hold their daughter's hand, and die over 100 years old. But…….

‘Well, that's not so bad either. ’

If you cannot choose such a death, then this death was not bad either. At least... I can send someone who shouldn't be lonely.

I have lived my whole life alone and alone. Even death is too harsh on its own.

Choi Jung-hoon grabbed the door cigarette in his mouth with his trembling hand and opened his mouth quietly.

“It was fun.”

A smile came from his mouth.

At the moment of his death, what caught his face was a smile.

And…….

“Phew."

Choi Jung-hoon's eyes flashed.

Low breath.

The sound of familiar breathing.

You hear the sound of a slow, inhaled cigarette smoke being heard clearly. Choi Jung-hoon flashed his eyes at the sound of blood rushing into his brain, which was not functioning properly.

Ta-tak.

A cigarette bitten by Lee Hyuk's mouth bursts into flames. Then a white smoke gushed from his nose and mouth.

“Y-yeok Lee? ”

I slowly heard Lee Hyuk's head that was sagging.

Bang!

Choi Jung-hoon listened to the sound of his heart settling down.

Eyes.

The red eyes that seemed not human came into Choi Jung-hoon's eyes.