The S-Classes That I Raised

Luga hurriedly pulls out her gun and points it at the wasteland. Dry saliva slipped over. Obviously, you were dead then! I killed him, but how!

“Don't worry. I'm just a piece of me. ”

She smiles and spins. The white robe swelled round and swollen, and the human hand turned again into several tentacles.

“There was a newly created tribe called the Dozenby. I finally had the power of authority, so I tried to investigate it later. ”

“So you're left with some of you? ”

“That's right! That's my piece of junk that was connected right before I died. But I couldn't do anything else on my own, and there was a dungeon. It's a dungeon that makes me a state. ”

It reminds me that the Dungeon Maker included the King of the Harmless. As the dungeon was built, the debris was affected. I don't know anything about it, but...

“... Was the message thread you saw in the Salvation Guild yours? ”

“There were two paths there. Han Yoo-jin and Han Yoo-hyun face an L-class nightmare. Or Haneujin confronts a class S nightmare. It was you who chose the latter. ”

“I don't remember choosing. ”

“Really?”

Of course, I would have chosen the latter if I had given you a choice. Even if you didn't use the convenience of sharing redundant skills, if your opponent was in the S class, there would be no way. It might have been harder, but there is. There's no offense.

“I thought the little moon was just one of the Crescent Children!”

Luga's lungs shake as if dancing. It was like a big jellyfish swimming in the water.

“He's better and he likes it. Oh, my God! They were stacking. How many worlds have we been through? I want to try too! Have fun watching the Crescent Moon all by yourself! I would have kept my mouth shut, but still! ”

When I saw him buzzing with pure excitement, I became furious. The victim has no idea when she's going to lose herself and be dragged away, but I want to try. That guy, as soon as he saw me, it was fun and fun.

The people in this dungeon are nothing more than a fun spectacle, a hump for the King of the Sea. In the end, it meant that he was not considered to be the same person as himself. Maybe a test mouse. I feel sorry for the mice.

This is why the transcendents are forced to be reluctant. Except for the elders. The new recruits have changed quite a bit now.

“I didn't even know there was going to be a little chaos! What the hell is going on? It was interesting to have a crescent in your body. No matter how many traces are left in the dungeon, the self-preservation rate was much higher than expected! ”

“... what? ”

“I thought it would be more crescent. Usually, the body changes considerably. But you just changed your eyes. The first thing that changes is the eyes and then the body. And the body itself changes with the degree of assimilation. Race or gender change. ”

Wow, I'm glad you haven't changed. The king of the harmless glances down at me with a glittering eye.

“Do you think the rank of existence is higher than you think? Because of the titles? Custodian titles are the most awarded. Sometimes there's a difference between systematic and actual figures. Oh, I wish I had more time! ”

It seemed like he was excited to see Mr. Stone White explaining the results of the experiment.

“So you're not going to hurt me and you're going to disappear soon? ”

“That's right. I came out of this because of my compensation as a dungeon manager. The others will take over. I was wondering about the little moon and the moon, but I brought you Han Yoo-jin because I can only take care of one person with me. The system is not very good. ”

Lou, who regrets it, looks at the wasteland quietly. For the transcendent, the story of me and my brother is just humming. Nevertheless, he was the only one who watched them all.

Knowing I was regressive, knowing my brother under the tree, knowing the two men left in the dungeon. And don't empathize with my grief and take care of my wounds. An opponent who doesn't have to worry or hide because I care too much about myself. As soon as I think about it.

Tears fell on the larynx.

“Han Eugene?”

“... I wanted to tell you, too. ”

“Huh?”

“I wanted to tell Yoohyun that I was okay too! That's, at the end of it, no matter how you change it. But I could have told you! ”

Without repentance, we cannot defeat Lachitas without his brother's death. It was an end that could not be changed or changed.

But I could say.

“I had a little time, but... I'll tell you to apologize, too. No, I just forgive everything. I'm fine. ”

I was laughing by force, too.

“I could tell you that I love you..... ”

A cry burst into tears as I couldn't walk. I hesitated and cried. There was no shame in not seeing him twice anyway.

“I love you, too. I love you. I tell you, I give you a hug! ”

“Well, I know. I regret a lot of people. ”

“This is a reconciliation. Ugh. ”

“You're jealous of the other end of the dungeon. ”

“My brother... sent me away like that..... ”

Even if it was an inevitable end, I could have done it better. A little more, a little more. I'll give you one stroke of your head. I'll show you even the smiling face. If I did, I'd be a little less stubborn.

I wonder if there's a floor to regret leaving the dead, though.

A handkerchief came out in front of me. Acting humanely on the subject. I took it because there was no reason to speculate.

“... Give me the washing water. ”

“Are you all crying? ”

“Three months and ten days of crying won't solve everything. ”

Bring Yoohyun back, but the Ngar will remain. I can't help it.

“Just try not to live well. You really have to live well. ”

I got up and washed my face in the water in a round bowl.

“Yes, of course you do. When I'm done there, I'll be all cylindrical. ”

Just take care of your birthday and we'll be done. Birthdays, birthdays, and springtime. Plums will bloom under the warming air.

I wiped the water with a handkerchief. You can't leave a trace of luck.

“Hey, let me ask you something. ”

“Ask.”

“You're the maker of this dungeon, too. They said they would close this dungeon, so what about the rest of the creatures in it...? ”

“I don't know exactly what that is. ”

Jellyfish stared at the tentacles and explained.

“Dungeons are actually the power of the source. The power of the source to swallow the world has twisted the system to make it safer. In other words, the existence of the dungeon itself is untouchable by the system. ”

“… uh. I wonder if the world in the dungeon will remain the same. In our view, it's a fake. ”

“It's made. But your world is also the source of power, right? After all, the fundamentals are the same, so you can't just say fake. So I don't know if the closed dungeon will remain or disappear. ”

Luga's head leans slightly in the pulmonary field.

“Maybe it's the heart of the source. ”

“The source mind? ”

“The will of the source, the presence and absence of self, has been divergent from the old days. There are usually no losers, and there are addicts. I think there is. ”

A white tree with snow. I thought of that giant being.

“Until now, no one has confirmed their will except for the White Bird. In fact, the White Bird has a conversation, so I'm guessing. But it's just as clear to the source that there's a minimum of self-protection! ”

Luga insisted confidently that the Lunar New Year was over.

“Moonlight in time! ”

“... Chief Song? ”

“I think it's kind of an antibody. It's a defense against the virus that's trying to attack the source. ”

I didn't like the expression, but I had to listen to the explanation, so I was patient.

“Normal antibodies are naturally occurring, but the little moon is still incomplete. It didn't hurt the source. Oh, would you rather call it a prophylactic injection than an antibody? You go in ahead, you wait, then you swallow it just before the little moon rises. And preventive injections are deliberate. ”

“So the source, the fifth source, was his will, so he noticed the threat and created Song..."? ”

“It's not normal. ”

I was expecting it, but I got upset.

The Crescent Moon created the sacrament to eliminate the source, and the source created the source to eliminate the sacrament. After all, that's what it sounds like.

“But you're right. ”

“If you admit yourself and the people around you. ”

Isn't that right? Luga's lungs twist her legs in the air... and she sits down. I know how to say common sense.

“I don't know exactly what happened between the Crescent Moon and the two people.... ”

“Do you want me to look for you? ”

“Huh?”

“The Crescent Moon disappeared and was almost scattered, but we could scratch some information. ”

“Really? That's it? I heard you shouldn't be new. ”

“It's my specialty to deal with memories. ”

“Then I'll ask you. ”

I never thought jellyfish would help like this. I don't know how the world works.

“Let me look at it in more detail instead. ”

“... again? ”

And before that, even if it's a fragment that's about to disappear, do you want to solve the curiosity? The end was set. In the eyes of the transcendents, it would feel like a short moment like I'm watching Lou's Lunar New Year.

But I still live.

“There's nothing else but tentacles. It was my hand.”

“Your fingers are short, they can be small. Touch it all in a year. ”

Luga said that the Lung Night stretched out her tentacles. It would be weird to stammer with your hands. Argh.

“I hate tentacles! ”

“How convenient this is. ”

“The bugs are crawling around in their clothes! Hey, just touch the back! ”

“You have to check the whole thing to see exactly what it is. Mana imprint has stabilized a lot. ”

Think of it as a simple health check. The inspection tool is not only offensive, it is just a screening……..

“Open your mouth. Take a look inside.”

“What? Town, town! ”

He protested with his mouth shut and his hands covered. Are you crazy! No!

“Think of it as an endoscope. You do that in your world. ”

“Urgh!”

“Another hole would hurt. Or" deaf. ”

“No!”

“Good boy, can I get you some candy? ”

The damned jellyfish smiles in a familiar doctor's gown. He hung a stethoscope around his neck, and the surrounding background was turned into a hospital. It's a candy cane with a tentacle tip in its hand. I really hate tentacles.....

“Congratulations, you're healthier. ”

“... Really? ”

“When you put it in a vase, it usually involves making the bowl hard. It depends on the degree of fairy tale, but you're low like I said, so there's no big difference. However, since the Mana imprint is in place, the life of the shave will be shorter and easier to use. ”

“Anyway, that sounds good, right? If the fairy tale rate had been higher, it would have been stronger. Or do the stats go up?”

“If the body had changed in terms of gender, the crescent moon would have gone to class C. But at that rate, it's subordinate to the Crescent Moon. ”

It reminds me of a time when young chaos had to be subordinated to a higher opponent to increase its life expectancy. The rest of the Crescent Moon can go up to Class C. If you have a body, you can go to Class S.

“What exactly is subordination? ”

“There are different grades of subordination. It's hard to break orders with a light ego remaining, but it also requires permission to maintain life. ”

“Why do you have to follow orders so lightly? ”

“Die! Except for the same extreme. ”

Why did you recommend such a dangerous thing? Of course, if I meet a good opponent, I may not be able to touch him after only keeping my body healthy.

“And I think the power of the custodian title is stronger than when I last checked. ”

“Stronger?”

“The original title or skill is growing. Oh, you're a skill master. Maybe you'll be ranked higher. I've been working hard. The ones I put in my body are growing well. ”

It really felt like I had a health check.

“The problem is that even if you don't, your physical abilities are growing. I wonder what will happen. It's weirder because it looks better than I expected. Obviously, birth is a normal human being, but why was this made? ”

“Just living like this, why. ”

“What a coincidence.”

“Show me the Crescent Memory as promised. ”

The jellyfish nods and retreats. A dark mist pushed around her. Then I heard a blurry voice.

[I saved a human being.]

It was Chief Song.