The S-Classes That I Raised

Hospital ceiling has risen blackly ─ hook ─ whimsically. It was a starless night sky. The sky was full of sacha and the moonlight was waving.

The silver rushing down the strands. Those gifts spread out like someone's hair. In the middle of it, his eyes slowly depart.

Even though it was just a piece of memory, I felt the pressure of pressing the whole body. I felt like I was submerged in a dense liquid that was heavier than water. Even that would not be entirely modern for the Crescent Moon.

How the hell am I supposed to deal with that? The moonlight shook heavily in a tightening obstruction.

[My lovely little moon.]

Faintly sympathetic was the young voice. Believe in the fact that you can't get out of your way, like you don't doubt it.

[If you want to keep going through Charlna's dream path, do whatever you want.]

With a sweet attitude, she said.

[Every road has an end.]

The moonlight blurred with a black bite on the end. Luga looks up at the sky where the wasteland breaks her head.

“The reason the crescent moon suddenly fell asleep was because of this. Because I intervened to stop the moon ceremony. ”

And she succeeded. The completion of the sacrament was only delayed for a moment, eliminating the only threat.

Song Tae-won is the boss.

I blinked slowly. He was not already a human form.

The black shadow was melting in the playback of blurred memories. It falls to the ground like a constant drop of tears.

I gave him what was his hand.

[...] Live.]

I defended the human. The Song Tae-won.

I didn't know if Song really felt that the sacrament was a human being, not a monster, or a word for the last comfort. But somehow, if he didn't get the right shape, his face would fall apart.

I felt like I was smiling lightly.

[As a human.]

I didn't see much of the sacrament. But once the loot was complete, I could confirm that the last power of the Song Tae-won was given to him.

[I was a monster after all.]

.. I wanted to shout no. It was unfortunate that my voice could not reach the records of the past.

[You live.]

“… stand……? ”

Seonghyun said it, but it didn't sound right.

[With that, I…….]

The shadow collapses. The hand of the saint touched the darkness that spread like a puddle.

[… I'm sorry.]

It was a fragile voice that was about to be cut off. What the hell, to the end.

[I... have a greed... run... but again...]

Let's do it again.

[… even… human……. A few times, Ira...]

“Of course, Ruggie. ”

The black and white shadows scatter with the last twist of the finger. Not even a corpse left. Only one gift was his last.

It is the last gift that will allow the Holy Spirit to live as a human being.

Before the regression, Song Tae-won did not accept himself as a human being. However, he continued to protect people and left a path to man for whom he had been regarded as a monster.

.. Somewhat satisfied.

The fog is gone. Clear skies are revealed and the surroundings are turned back into forests. A long sigh came out of my mouth.

“… crescent, big. ”

I was a little thirsty.

“You withdrew more easily than you thought. ”

“The Moon Ceremony is gone. You must have been satisfied.Even if you pretended to be so generous in your memory, it would be quite difficult now, wouldn't it? ”

The king of the harmless laughed bitterly.

“Because you turned your time around and revived your luncheon. ”

“But Chief Song never harms a small moon. I'm not the one who's gonna hurt you. Crescent moon knows that, doesn't it? ”

“I can't believe I was born with the will of the source. ”

“But I don't think so. Never.”

I recalled what I saw a little while ago. My eyes frown.

“I don't know if I can see it, but you know something. Chief Song is in good health. ”

“Certainly not an ordinary human being. The black shadow seemed to have hit the crescent moon a little too. The Crescent Moon showed that much power, but you survived without being killed. It collapsed without defeating its own power. ”

I also wanted to look at the Moon Ceremony, and the King of the Sea regretted it.

“I wish I knew this! ”

“I'm sorry about that, too. ”

Even if the purpose was impure, I would have welcomed a transcendent to my side. Even if the King of the Harmless were alive and on our side, the Chatterbox could follow us to Dum... What a pity to cry.

“It is also possible for Song to swallow the sacrament. So can we just get rid of what the Crescent Moon has tied together? ”

“Impossible.”

Luga said the Lunar New Year was just cut off.

“I can't erase the effects of the Crescent Moon with the ability of the Moon to be tightly woven for a long time. I need a delicate job of carefully cutting the thin, very tough thread that is tightening my body. It's too much for a hundred-year-old. The monthly ritual is a level that swings a big blunt force, not a day. ”

“Not that you can't, but you don't have enough skills, do you? ”

“A thousand years, maybe 10,000 years. By then, you'll be able to handle your powers as sophisticated as a surgical scissor. ”

Ten thousand years. That means you can't do it right now.

“Hard.”

“It can't be easy for a crescent-moonlit transcendent to pull out a creature. Just screwing her like this is great!”

I'm not even talking about screwing you.

“If someone breaks even one strand of yarn that has been entangled with hundreds of strands, I don't know. It's gonna be hard, though. It's just a lack of experience. ”

Who's gonna cut it off? Then, how many more years will Song have to live to help keep the sacrament safe? That's awkward.

“Chief Song has been true for a long time. ”

“If it is eaten by its own power, but not by its own. So is the little moon, one acquired, one innate. It carries a power that cannot be overcome by external will. And you, Han Eujin. ”

The jellyfish circled around me, one lap at a time.

“I hold things I can't handle on my own. With his arms broken and his chest dug out. ”

“I'm still alive. ”

“Ah, it's going to be fun in the future. ”

Luga, who was sad, sighed and looked back at me.

“Then how do I reward you? Because you're the same person in the dungeon, you've been taken care of by the boss monster yourself. ”

Ugh, I see. Luga gazes at the wasteland with her expectant young eyes.

“Class F is on its own. Isn't this supposed to be better than wishlist? ”

“Class S, not Class L. ”

Chet, I'm not fooling you. At grade S, it dropped two more steps in one step than before the regression.

“Anything you want? ”

“If you want..... ”

Of course there were many. But it would not be possible to save our world, but to take back my brother....

“... Can't you help me with something before the reward? ”

“Huh? What? ”

“Chatterbox. ”

Luga's lungs tilt her head.

“What's wrong with her? ”

Why?

“You're trying to get revenge on me. ”

“Revenge? Why? ”

It really didn't make any sense. No way, Chatterbox guy.....

“Because Chatterbox loves Luga Lung, um...? ”

“I see.”

“No, that's it. That's it. ”

You're not too impressed. Chatterbox suddenly felt a little pitiful, like an ant.

“He loved me a lot. It's fascinating.”

Luga Lunar Night shook her tentacles and smiled.

“I don't know because the race is so different. ”

“The power I had was irrelevant to my race! Of course, when I was a child, when I was king of one world, when I was king of one race, I knew that people were courting me. ”

“But the tentacles are a little rough. ”

“I'm so prejudiced by tentacles, you. ”

In any case, the King of the Sea did not seem to have much emotion for Chatterbox.

“Why don't you put your love aside, my friend? ”

“We hung out, we had teatime, maybe. ”

“So stop it. Write me a will. I have no grudge against Han Yoo-jin, so give up revenge. Or actually, it's not Han Eugene who killed me, either. ”

“I can write, but revenge is the self-satisfaction of the living. ”

Luga shrugs.

“If it's pure love for someone else, it ends the moment the opponent is gone. There's nothing left. I don't even need revenge. ”

... I remembered Yoohyun. My brother, who even looked at himself, looked only at me.

“Love, emotion is usually an interaction, and the ‘me’ that loves you is also important. Because I love you, not anyone else. For ordinary, universal love, for emotional exchange, I must be before you. ”

“You sound like you're catching something. ”

“Chatterbox is moving for 'Lu loves the wasteland’. It means it's not revenge for me. ”

.. He did the same. In fact, I'd like to know what the dead are avenging, but...

“Still, if you're really precious. No wonder you want revenge. ”

“The grief of the Chatterbox, not the grief of the Lung Night, and the anger of the Chatterbox, not the wrath of the Lung Night. Of course, the mind is not made by itself, so neither am I. It's the sadness I've caused and the anger I've caused. ”

If a person is alone, then a mind can't be created either. Certainly something else, someone must be happy and sad.

“Even so, it's for yourself. Han Yoo-jin, can you stop just because you get a letter saying," Don't take revenge after losing a precious person? "”

“... No. ”

I'll never stop. I will never stop until I cut my throat. Still, I don't intend to touch anyone around me like a chatbox.

“It could be counterproductive. But I'll leave you a message. Even if I don't see it, it's too much fun for your story to be intercepted with Chatterbox's revenge. ”

“Shitty. Because you're dead, because you're dead. ”

“Yes, it is, really. ”

The jellyfish in front of my eyes was hard to understand. Don't you take your death too lightly? The tentacles stretched out again and wrapped around my shoulders. And Luga's face is close to the pulmonary night ─

“Wait, wait! ”

“Close your eyes. ”

Well, well, what are you doing! I was panicked for a moment, but the slightest touch of warmth was above my two eyelids.

“The rest are lucky. ”

“I don't know what it is, but thank you anyway. But are you not going to come to me? I can make a beast out of memory fragments. Like the fairies I've seen before. ”

“No, that's not me. ”

Luga's lungs just cut off and refused. Certainly, even if the debris entered, the channeling and the sacrament were very different. It could only resemble the sacrament, but its ability and personality were completely different.

“We're running out of time. If I can get my reward now, I can get my SSS equipment. If your skills are right, you can do it. But I don't recommend skills. It's not good for you. ”

“It's impossible to get an attack class S skill, isn't it? ”

You can double the effect, so it would be useful even for Class S. As expected, she shook her head.

“Class A is hard. ”

“That's too much.”

“In the first place, your aptitude was a mere adjunct. I think I'm more specialized in nurturing now. Because aptitude changes with the environment and effort. ”

“If you roll for five years, you should have some combat aptitude. ”

“Your physical condition is important. You've changed your body.”

Before I regressed, yes. Honestly, I felt better. Then he had some combat aptitude. Ugh, I'll tell him to use the Point Store! I might have gotten into a discount!

“My point... I blew it all up because of the crescent moon..... ”

Instead, the body became a little healthier and the manatee was stable, but it was still a pity. Luga opens her mouth, rolling her eyes toward the air to see if the lungs are looking at the system.

“Even the Point Shop looks useful. Shall I give you a point, then? ”

“What? Is that it? ”

“The conversion rate is far from satisfactory. I'll take 20 percent of the loss. ”

“Don't just take it with you. ”

You'd better take care of the kids. Weapons or other metals can't be crafted by blacksmiths because they have a reputation.

“Do you have anything to recommend? You know Chatterbox and Crescent Moon. I have no choice but to bump forward..... ”

“You're greedy. ”

“Or give me information instead. Any weaknesses? ”

“The crescent moon gets a little weak during the day, but you can't fight it. Chatterbox handles the system well, but as most system administrators do, it doesn't fight well. It's not aptitude.Of course, it's stronger than you. ”

It sounded really unhelpful. I'm going to add more eggs than barbecue. Should we just take the equipment and not.....

“Oh, you want my drawer? ”

“Huh? A drawer? ”

Luga appeared like a square Rubik's Cube in front of the Lunar New Year.

“Others won't use it anyway and will be closed forever. This is the smallest of my drawers, but it still contains items that are better than your reward. ”

“... Can I give you something like this? ”

“It's convenient. It's mine. You can only carry three of all the stuff inside. That's the maximum.”

Can I take it.I don't think you're trying to screw me. Once I reached out, I got the cube.

[Drawer 71 of the King of the No Sea]

It's a real drawer.

“... How can I use it? ”

“You can go inside and get the stuff. ”

“At once? ”

“No, it's okay to go in multiple times. It's like that blacksmith's forge. ”

Then the cube itself was worth enough. It can also be used as an emergency shelter.

“That's kind enough to be suspicious. ”

“Because you're more interesting. ”

If he liked it without good or bad, it seemed like it was enough. I didn't have a reason to say no to you anyway.

“What about a little reward? ”

“Well, turn it into a point. ”

I like to use the Point Shop when I need it because I'm getting a good item now. Once fully rewarded, the surrounding landscape began to blur. Luga's view of the wasteland is also translucent. As the tentacles say goodbye, the slowness shook.

“... Thank you. Farewell.”

Thanks to you, I had a lot of trouble, but I didn't think I'd be able to get help like this. Really ─

“Wow!”

“Huh?”

Luga said with a look that her lungs were blinking.

“If we don't compensate for this place, we can't take it with us. ”

“That's it ─ of course."

“And clothes. ”

Ugh!

“Now, wait! I said all my clothes would be here! ”

Of course I changed all my outfits and underwear!

“I can make clothes. I forgot. But it's no big deal. Goodbye!”

It's nothing! As soon as you take out the heavy Silekia, your eyes become dim. The image of a deserted island has come into my eyes.

Shhh!

I also heard a cheerful cry.