The World of Masks

Knowing that the opponent is Emilia, both slaves are at peace. I calmed my surprised heart and got tangled up with Jin again. I shuddered with a wild smile. But I still stared at her.

Emilia was wearing a plain black suit. Funny, hard-working clothes that don't let off color. But Emily was wearing it, and it looked completely different. Literally, the person had wings, not the clothes.

The eyes of the two slaves who were confident in their appearance intersected feelings of deep jealousy and desire. Blonde hair that looks like it's vomiting life out of itself. I wanted to ask him where he could be managed right away.

"Did you find out?"

I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of two slaves, and asked.

"Sorry, still ."

Emily lowers her waist deeply and apologizes to Jin. Emelia, who usually lacks a shrewd expression of emotion, is now filled with guilt and grief. But I didn't care about the truth.

"Never mind. I didn't think I'd find out sooner or later." "

Jinseok looks at the white slave beside him. She laughs. I just bent forward and pressed my chest against my arm. I have deep ribs. In that state, she caught a bottle of liquor.

An amber liquid falls deep into her chest. The large chest is pressed firmly, and the liquor does not flow and is gathered in her ribs to form a golden lake.

Jinsuk hesitated to put his mouth on the lake.

Twitch.

It tickles. She trembles. But I took a drink, regardless of the truth. She desperately pressed her chest to keep the alcohol from flowing out.

Even after drinking all the liquor, Jinsuk did not take his mouth off his chest for a moment. I wiped my tongue clean until the last drop of blood flowed on my skin.

When Jinsuk took off his mouth, there was not a word left in her chest. All that was left was the shiny saliva of the dust.

Jinsuk raises his head, and a prepared side dish is thrown at Jinsuk. One small slice of apple was halfway across the mouth of the other slave. Jinsuk shoves the apple deep into her mouth as if it were sucking into her mouth.

"Keep digging. It may not be easy, but it could be a huge risk for us."

Chewing the apple indiscriminately, Jin ordered it so. Emily bows her head again.

I felt a surprised look on my side. Slaves were making big eyes even more round. I was surprised that it could be dangerous. Do you think he was worried about the truth?

'Absolutely.'

Jinseok smiled and lifted the bottle of liquor. This time I put it in the mouth of the pile.

There can't be a bond between her and Jinsuk. The Jinsuk are the masters and they are only slaves. There can be no more relationship.

'What was his name again?'

Although he is a slave, I thought it would be a bit severe for the company to not even remember his name, even though he is his assistant. But then I stopped thinking about it. If you think about it, you can do it. But I didn't have to. They were definitely witches with both beauty and abilities, but they were just widespread sex stones for Jin.

"As expected, do you think there is something looking for a superpower?"

"That's how it works."

He was half sure. Whether it's a peculiar force, or a navigation device, there's something that distinguishes between sensory superpowers.

"It's important to distinguish between tasteless superpowers, but if you can distinguish between useless ones."

Specifically, the power of Jinsuk, Eun-hee, and Sophie.

"It bothers me when the rainforests get hard. Maybe we should just put all the plans we've been working on behind bars."

If it is known that you have a completely different power than the superpowers, the light of suspicion will return immediately. Many of his supporters may be able to escape, but his divine breadth has almost diminished greatly.

"Plus, if we can find the Demon King's power, there's a good chance they'll get caught, too."

Jin said, hugging the slaves beside him tightly. The slaves' bodies hardened. A frightened look came upon Jinsuk.

"If slaves are discovered, my whole foundation will be blown away. My companies are run by slaves."

With the power of the world of masks, one of the two arms that is making the power of true is cut off.

"And I, as a fugitive, will have to flee to that world."

And then there's only one path. An all-out war between this world and that world. Jinsuk will stand at the forefront of the invasion of Earth as the true Demon King.

"Well, when it's the worst, you don't have to worry about it."

Jinseok shrugs. Suddenly, I noticed that the movements of the slaves next to me stopped. Jinsuk looked at the slaves. Until just now, slaves who had brought all kinds of enjoyment and enjoyment leaning on the body of Jin were hardened like stones.

Jinsuk laughed meaningfully.

"Scared?"

The slaves' bodies shake violently. Jinseok put his face on the chest of one of the slaves. I took my ears like a baby burying his face on the breast, which is a mother's symbol. Her heart beats beyond her soft chest.

Muscles. Muscles.

The source of life was beating hard. It was faster than usual. It is not a stimulus caused by excitement. It was a flurry of fear and fear.

Jinseok looked up at the slave as he had his face buried on his chest.

"Well, you said the others would find out who you are, and you'd die."

That was one of the curses that bound all the slaves.

They were slaves who could not do anything to harm Jin, but he took several more steps just in case.

One of them was causing their fear. Their hearts will stop as soon as their identity is revealed.

"We don't need slaves who have been identified."

Jinsuk laughed. But the slaves could not laugh. It is their lives that are caught up in something that is not a joke.

Jinseok fixed his position again. I hugged the slaves with both arms as before. Unconsciously, they surrendered themselves to the arms of the true. I had sex with a kitten again. But compared to before, it was an awkward movement.

Regardless of their authenticity, they again diligently harassed their bodies with their hands and fixed their gaze on Emilia.

"Ueron says Nidelvad is suspicious."

"Nidelbad?"

"Did you know?"

"One of the gods, I heard some information from my father."

Emily recalls the information her father gave her.

"A god responsible for magic, knowledge, conspiracy, and strategy. Ueron, one of your father's most awkward gods with the god of war, Natia. Of course, he understands. He can outrun even your father just by turning his head. When my father tried to kill all the gods, he also offered to flee to another world."

"Are you telling me he has a really good head?"

If so, he may be the most dangerous opponent at the moment. Ueron's power and natia's power have fallen to a lesser extent than their heyday, but wisdom does not. Jin felt more threatened by plotting and plotting behind the scenes as much as he digged into the center of humanity.

"What about the Raider?"

"I haven't found it yet. I think he's already on the run."

"Hmm, you're not alone, are you?"

"You can't get out of here that easily without an escort. I think it's a pretty big organization at the level."

"It is possible that a good-headed cub has even tissue ."

I poured liquor into my mouth again. The bitter taste seemed to represent the true heart now.

"If Nidelbad is really the mastermind behind this, then we should assume that the contractor was the one who had it all, right?"

"Even in Nidelvad, you can't build a large organization in such a short time. You won't even be able to move properly."

"Find it."

"I understand."

I didn't need to say anything else. Orders have been issued. Whether it's Nidelbad, an unidentified organization, or something else entirely, Emilia is just following orders.

"But you don't seem too concerned."

Even though he said it could be dangerous, he was not really concerned about the truth.

"Does worrying make a difference?"

Jinseok grudgingly said.

"Even if it's dangerous, it's a possibility. I'll try to be prepared, but I don't intend to be less. We'll just ditch all the bases and run that way."

"And your wife?"

I started laughing loudly. It was a cool laugh, like vomiting joy in the heart. The two slaves beside me were startled.

"Hehehe, your wife. Is that what you're saying about Yoo Rin?"

I didn't think a word called Yurin from Emilia's mouth would pop out. The position was really funny because of the unexpected title.

But Emilia didn't mind. No, it was the attitude of what was wrong.

"By the way, you're not with your wife today."

"Yes, I said I couldn't come in today because of something else."

"Weren't they newlyweds?"

"Definitely a newlywed."

Jinseok hugged the slaves as if to show off.

"But it doesn't give me a reason to hug another woman. How many slaves do I have that would satisfy Yureen?"

Yurin is clearly the best, but Jinjin was able to enjoy as many beautiful women as she wanted.

"But Yurin is definitely a good woman. You'll be sad to leave and run away."

"Are you leaving too?"

"If that's the case, I don't think it's time to care about Yurin. I am the most precious person alive."

He insisted without hesitation. In a way, Yoo Rin was just a doll of home play that Jin was enjoying. A pretty, nice, talkative doll.

"Oh, and tell Eun-hee to get ready for one of the heroes to drop by on her way."

"Heroes?"

Hero. A creature that seems to fit in with the truth but does not fit in. If the existence of Jinsuk is a real hero, and not a sarcastic one, he is probably the one who gets in the way of Jinsung. If you say you deliberately make such a person .

"Do you intend to increase your power?"

"Trust in me, to be exact."

A superpower sponsored by Jin becomes a hero. The higher the performance, the stronger the position of the authentic. The higher the name, the higher the value of the name of the authentic.

"Looks like you found some pretty good talent."

Even if you float as a hero, you have to have some quality to do it. Jin-seok couldn't have known that, so he had to have found that talent.

"I found Natia's contractor this time."

Emilia was very convincing. If the goddess contractor who was in charge of justice along with the war, I thought it would be quite easy to become a hero just by applying proper support.

"And then there's another intention."

Jin said with a very ominous smile.

"The betrayal of humanity that I'm going to do later, I'm going to blame it all on him. Don't you want to see the face of a human who fell from hero to hero?"

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