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Junsang, who heard the photowarriors' cries, retreated to his side and asked Hant, who was watching the situation.

“I think there are fewer numbers than I said before. ”

Thousands of photowarriors are needed to prove they are Crimson Dread.

Of course, I was assuming that they were a selection team that came together in the immediate vicinity, but I asked Hant the only faceless one of them to confirm the exact progress.

Hant quickly stepped forward and replied on one knee.

“That's all the numbers I can collect by myself. ”

“If so?”

“Those who have tested today will call the rest of the people together. ”

Jun-san nodded silently and approached the couch again and sat down.

Hennesses, who was guarding his brother in the whirlwind in the room until then, approached him and sat down with Zelan, who was still frowning.

When Hennesse came back to his side, Jun-san said again.

“How long?”

“Yes?”

“How long will it take to gather a thousand people? ”

“Ah...”

Hant turned his gaze to his colleagues who were exhausted and replied cautiously only after exchanging opinions with them.

“For at least a year...”

“Hmm...”

Given the absence of fast means of transportation such as the Earth, it is not easy to summon photowarriors scattered around the world.

Despite that, I had no intention of waiting for them so casually.

“Too late. ”

At the end of the day, Hant and the warriors shouted in unison before him again with their heads clasped.

“Sin, sorry. ”

But this was a physical limitation that they had no choice but to say sorry.

After looking at those photowarriors for a while, Junsung contacted Rices, who was wandering around somewhere in the mansion, by way of the fairies.

“Rices.”

“Yes?”

Where and what he was doing, Riches was contacted by a dismayed voice.

“Come back, I have something to tell you. ”

“Yes! Wait a minute. ”

The photowarriors look at him muttering on their own, with a questionable expression, but lay still on the ground and wait for his next words.

A little while later, a small fairy flew from the window.

After scattering beautiful rainbow hair, Lychez came in a hurry and had a little rose jam on his mouth.

What were you doing? I was so surprised when I contacted you. I think you were secretly missing the rose jam in the kitchen.

Hennesse smiles at Rices' appearance and quickly takes out her handkerchief and wipes her mouth.

“You just have to ask me to bring it. ”

“Hehe...”

Rather than eating what she was giving, she pressed and pressed the word "Isn't it thrilling to sneak away from the maids' eyes?" After Hennesse wiped her mouth, she immediately looked at the quadrilateral.

“What's going on? ”

Junsung listens to Rices' voice and sees Zelan and the photowarriors surrounding her, without difficulty noticing that she is hidden by the fairy method.

“Do you see these people here? ”

At the end of the quadrant, Rices turns his head and looks at the photowarriors on the ground.

“Is this something to do with these people? ”

“That's right.”

Shortly after answering Riches' question, Joon Sang immediately spoke.

“I want them to use the Spirit Gate, is that okay? ”

The Spirit's door is through the fairy system, so the question was, is it okay to let them into the fairy system?

In fact, when we rescued virgins from the labyrinth, we once arbitrarily let them into the fairy system through the door of the spirit that sits in their body, but the fragile virgins and those who have no power were a little different.

Even if they are on the strongest axis among humans, they are meaningless compared to the leeches that fall into the category of the transcendent.

In any case, at that junior's words, Rices smiled and replied, as if it were not algebraic.

“I don't care. If you think you need it. ”

“Thank you.”

“No offense. ”

At the end of his conversation with Riches, Joon Sang said to Hant again.

“You said it would take a year, right? ”

“Yes? Yes, it is. ”

“During that time, let me cut you down. ”

“... ”

Hant had a puzzling look because he wanted to hear something, and so did Zelan and the other photowarriors who were watching the conversation.

Jun-san said to Rice again, ignoring those questionable eyes.

“Show them who you are. ”

“Yes.”

Riches reveals himself to others, terribly afraid of falling into a quadrilateral.

“What?”

“Ah...”

Zelan and the photowarriors could only notice who Jun-san was talking to.

The mysterious figure of a small, beautiful fairy with rainbow hair floating in the air with wings shattered captures the gaze of the men in the room.

“Hi, I'm Riches. It's good to see you.”

In a resourceful voice, as if a drop of dew on a grass leaf were rolling, Gelan quickly replied, puzzling even the photowarriors of the fallen impression.

“Bar, nice to meet you. ”

“So... don't worry, it's an honor to meet you. ”

Looking at only a man as stubborn as a quadrant, I find it amusing to see how he reacts. Riches bursts into laughter as they greet him.

At the end of the greeting, Joon Sang said again to the photowarriors who were somehow making a hedgehog face.

“Is there anything else you need to gather the other Photographers? ”

Hant quickly replied, surprised by what Junsung had to say.

“Unlike the items you need for your trip...”

“I see.”

Even though the appearance itself is so heterogeneous from normal people, they have their own unique abilities that they may not need a separate token.

Joon Sang once again nodded and said to the photowarriors who were tearing Rices apart.

“Go get your things. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

The photowarriors, who did not explain the specific method, understood that the fairies that appeared now and how to shorten the time were related to each other, got up quickly and left the room with a little regret.

As all the photowarriors retreated, Zelan said with a stunning expression.

“The maestro is amazing. I never thought I'd get along with such a beautiful fairy. ”

Whether she didn't like it or not, Rices was ashamed with the look on her face.

To be precise, he went beyond his friendship and became a friend, but he didn't have to tell Zelan, Hennesse's brother, about it, so he turned his back.

“Is the accommodation ready? ”

Zelan quickly replied in a refined manner.

“For now, I intend to use the remaining rooms of my family's mansion first and rent out the houses around me. ”

“How long will it take to prepare? ”

“Once the current people are able to accommodate the rest of the room, the remaining people are sequentially...”

Zelan talks all the way there and closes his mouth.

He put in place measures like that, given the time it took for photowarriors from all over the world to gather, as Hant said earlier.

However, if it is possible to drastically reduce that time, as Joon Sang said a little while ago, the current measures will soon hit the limit.

Junsung wedged Zelan's thoughts like that.

“Three days short, seven or eight days long, they'll all arrive. ”

“Well, I can't...”

I can't believe it's possible to shorten the time that was expected to take a year.

At that moment, Zelan came up with a number of ways to use it, but he dared not tell it to the quadrilateral.

Of course, Joon Sang already knew the insistence of Zelan, but he turned to me again, pretending he didn't know.

“Now that this has happened, I want you to be prepared, even if it's a little cumbersome. ”

“All right, I'll get ready to go right now. ”

“Thank you.”

With his head slightly lowered, Zelan quickly shook his hands and stood up.

“Don't say that. Anyway... I'll see you later. ”

“Take a look. ”

When Zelan left Huddak's room, Hennesse evacuated him and returned to his place and asked Jun-san.

“Is it okay? I can tell you something about the Spirit Gate. ”

Even so, Zelan, my brother, thought that if the photowarriors found out about the Spirit Gate, they might want to abuse it.

However, he replied as if he didn't care much.

“Of course we have to take action against him. ”

Then Lychez, who sat on his shoulders, added:

“If you don't have the guidance of the fairies, it's impossible to find them or use them, so you don't have to worry too much. It's not easy to find because I've been there once. ”

“Well, thank goodness. ”

Three summoned the maid to start enjoying the refreshment, and after a while, Hant brought back ten photowarriors with him.

“I'm ready as you say. ”

“Well done.”

Joon Sang replied that way and then said to Rice.

“You contacted Sela, right? ”

Lychez, who was holding a bunch of rose-jam biscuits in his hands, replied right away.

“Absolutely. I'm ready and waiting. ”

“Well done. ”

“Hehe...”

Joon Sang stroked Rice's head once and stood up and approached ten photowarriors who were almost as burdened as his body. He opened his arms and said,

“Come here. ”

“... ”

Immediately, the photowarriors turned a dark face for a moment.

What are you talking about?

Are you telling me to come and hug myself?

“Well, that's...”

The photowarriors stumbled with a puzzled expression, but Joon Sang said again with a resolute expression.

“Come on.”

“... ”

The photowarriors train themselves on the battlefield to awaken the instinct of destruction hidden in the blood.

Living like that sometimes creates people with uncommon perverse desires.

Junsang could not have guessed the meaning of the suspicious gaze of the photowarriors.

“Tsk.”

However, the daily explanation was not appropriate for the nature of the situation, and the quasi-judicial tribunal decided to use compulsory means.

“Come.”

As he stretched out his hand, one of the photowarriors, drawn by the impulse of his departure, swung into his quadrilateral arms.

“Ugh!”

The photowarrior immediately became depressed, then closed his eyes and gathered his hands to his chest.

Ah.. How sympathetic.

Will it eventually be taken away from a man who is not a woman?

Thinking of such absurd thoughts, I anticipated the sensation of a quasi-strong heart that would soon be struck, but it was the ground floor that had a hardness completely different from that of a human being.

“Ouch!”

I had to panic because I didn't know what was going on.

But ten photowarriors poured down on him in order before he could set his mind on the invisible landscape as if he were a child's graffiti.

“Argh!”

“Now, wait! Get out of the way!”

“Bridge! Bridge! It hurts!”

And as they trembled, they became furious, realizing that so many eyes were pouring out on them in the strange landscapes that surrounded them.

“Huh?”

Looking at the photowarriors with curious faces, they were fairies.

“Look at that head. You're welcome like an acorn!”

“That guy's got a headache. ”

“You look funny. Right?”

“You look funny. I'm so sorry.”

They were talking and laughing at each other like that. They were strangely cute to say that they were adults, and the photowarriors had no choice but to make a frowny face when they were young.

What the hell happened?

The answer to the question came from Queen Helper Sela, who appeared with glasses on her nose.

“I was waiting to hear from Junsung. Welcome to the fairy system. ”

Only then did the photowarriors recognize the faint wings on the backs of these creatures that surrounded them, and they recall a fairy named Rices, whom they had seen before coming here.

“Stan, no way... Are you fairies? ”

Sella replied with a smiling face.

“Yes, as he said. ”

For photowarriors, a woman is just a tool for liberating sexual desire.

Although there was no one to defend compassion with a peculiar mindset, like a photowarrior who fell into the door of the first spirit, most of them only recognize a woman for the purpose of relieving mental fatigue in the madness of the battlefield.

These are the living creatures who cut off a man's flesh and crushed his bones. It was rare for them to rest on one woman, and even with that in mind, few women could accept those who live the same life.

For such photowarriors, this beautiful queen's assistant, smiling at them, somehow felt like a lampstand that met in a dark storm.

“What's wrong with my face? ”

When Selah nodded at the sight of the photowarriors staring at him, they quickly reached out their hands and replied.

“Oh, no. Never mind. ”

“It's just... so pretty... heh! ”

When one of the photowarriors speaks without even knowing himself, the other photowarriors stare at him.

The appearance of a wagon that eats a boar doesn't even wipe the grease on its mouth. It's like a bandit running down the street. Most women are busy screaming and running.

However, Sella, who is dealing with them now, was far from such a typical human woman.

“Thank you for looking so beautiful. So, can you tell me where you're going? I heard you were busy.”

Although a little clever, the photowarriors were forced to reddish their faces again in the way they smiled, caring not to offend their opponents.

When the photowarriors faced the fairies safely, Hant, who had led them to Jun-san, had a frowning face.

I couldn't understand what the hell was going on with his sense of humor.

Because his colleagues, who were drawn by an unknown force and jumped into the quadrant's arms, concealed themselves in front of his eyes as if they had been erased from the world.

But Joon Saeng looked at Hant like that without even explaining Katabuta.

“Do you have more work to do? ”

“Oh, no. ”

“Then go. ”

“Four!”