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Somehow, when the mother in memory came to mind, Seo Yumi sat on the throne and quickly bowed her back at right angles.

“Nice to meet you, so... good luck. ”

Rices and Hennesse look at him and burst into laughter.

After hearing their laughter, Seo Yumi couldn't help but recall what Rices said the other day when the initial confusion broke out.

At that time, Riches had clearly said that he was married to Jun-san, and Jun-san agreed with him.

At that time, I thought Jun-san and Hennesse were just tailoring the short story to the fairy tale, but in this situation, the story is not just tailoring the short story.

“... ”

I have to ask you this.

Or should we just pretend we don't know?

It's hard to understand her Korean common sense, but that doesn't mean she can't push her common sense.

No matter what, Hennesses is a different person from the rest of the world, and Rices is also a different race.

There are peoples and nations that still have some of the customs of the Earth, and it's probably the right thing to sell them unlike yourself.

But Seo Yumi couldn't just understand and move on like that.

Whatever her origin is, she is a forbidden virgin in modern Korea.

“Let's go. I have someone to introduce you to. ”

It was Seo Yumi, whose head was shattered by such thoughts, but Hennesses began to lead her arms and take her somewhere.

In the middle of the fishing season, Seo Yumi was guided to a splendidly decorated bedroom, where she found a quadrilateral shaking her rattle and raising her child.

“Where is it?”

“Muw?”

“Here you are!”

“Baa!”

“Oh, where have you been? ”

“Boo?”

“Here you are! ”

“Argh!”

At one point, Joon-Sang took off her sunglasses, turned over her breadcrumb hat, covered her face with a large palm, and was playing with the baby again.

As soon as he saw it, he was shocked by the quasi-image and the reality before his eyes, which had shown only a cold side of blood and flesh.

Hennesses spoke with a proud expression to Seo Yumi, who was frozen and speechless by this sudden psychological shock.

“Nurie, the child of Joon Sang and sister Rice. It's been three months now. ”

“... ”

What are you talking about?

You would have wanted to, but you're not Henness. you're a kid of Rices?

Over the past year, when Jun-shik's whereabouts were apparent, Hennesses barely revealed himself for his dealings with Seo-yeon or his training, but he could not see them from a certain moment.

I was just curious because there was such a playful fairy image, but I didn't think there was such a reason!

Besides, she was born with another woman who wasn't herself, and she smiled so happily.

Seo Yumi was forced to panic beyond chaos.

“Honey, you said you had an appointment. ”

“But.”

He grumbled with a dissatisfied expression and sighed and kissed Nuri's cheek.

“Noorie. I'll go see my dad? ”

“Ababa!”

“Ughh...”

Joon-sang was crying about whether the steps of the carriage would not fall, and then he left the bedroom with his back extended.

“... ”

Seo Yumi took a real escape for a while and quickly shook his head and asked Hennesse.

“Is he really Park Joon-Sang? ”

Hennesses and Lychez laughed at each other in the words of Seo Yumi until they were serious.

“We were a little surprised. I never thought I'd like a child like that. ”

Following Hennes' words, Rices nodded and added:

“I've heard that there's one thing that no one can expect, but Joon Sang might have a baby to provoke. ”

Seo Yumi gave a long sigh whether it was convincing or not.

“Haa...”

I don't know what it is anymore.

Her ability to understand is unbearable.

“Come here. I have to say hello to Nuri.”

After being dragged into Hennesse's hand and approached the side of the bed, Seo Yumi lost her horse door again in the shape of a cute baby with rounded eyes and sparkling eyes.

She doesn't hate him very much either, but he had a strange charm that seemed to attract the attention of the first time he saw something.

“Our princess, isn't she cute? ”

“Yes, I really... I do. ”

The princess is right, as Hennesses said, since she is the Queen.

Oh, no.

Is that so?

Seo Yumi convinced me that their relationship might be established because of the specificity of royalty.

It was true that she had very few other clues to understand the situation, and without doing so, it was only for one reason that all the suffering and suffering she had suffered from since she was born would be tangled up in contradiction.

I looked at Nuri with a slightly darker expression, and the sparkling lights around Nuri's body, which was staring at Western Yumi, began to rise like fireflies.

“Huh?”

Riches laughed at the confused Seo Yumi who wanted to know what was going on.

“Yumi is lucky. ”

“Yes? What? ”

“Noorie plays with the spirits because she hasn't even seen him yet. ”

“Spirits?”

While the two were talking, the sparkling little lumps of light drifted cautiously around Nuri, sparkling mysteriously.

From hot light, cold light, to bright dark light, the colorful crowd floating around Nuri's body lying on the bed is so mysterious that even Hennesses and Rices, who had seen this sight several times before, lost their spirits for a while.

However, the beautiful spirits' Yoon Moo concealed everything as if it were a dream at some point.

“Is that because she's a pure child? ”

“Yes. In some ways, I think I handle spirits better than my father. ”

When Hennesses and Rices talked about it, Seo Yumi asked carefully.

“... could you handle spirits from birth? ”

At that, Hennesse shook his head and replied:

“No, Joon Sang shared the spirit. ”

“Joon Sang?”

“Yes. These spirits... are a bit complicated to explain, but they are new spirits that belong to Joon Sang, whether it's a quest or not. ”

Following Hennesse's explanation, Rices added again:

“I think the moment I was handed over from my father, I felt like something had changed for the spirits, but I still can't ask Nuri how. ”

“Oh, yes...”

Seo Yumi was distracted by what was going on, but he nodded once.

In other words, my father is a doubtful human being, and my mother is a fairy queen who has lived for over 10,000 years. Perhaps it is only natural that the child is not ordinary.

Anyway.

While Hennesses and Rices were in her daughter's boast, Jun Sang, who had not joined the ranks, was passing through the door of the spirit through the Appalachian Mountains in the eastern United States, less turbulent.

“Afterwards...”

When someone saw that the lottery ticket that bought about a million copies didn't fit and all of them looked so bad, Joon took out a long sigh and put a round sunglass out of his pocket and put it back on his face and came back to look like a wooden stone without changing his face.

When Seo Yumi saw it, she shouted, "Buy it again." She looked around, quickly descended the mountain range, took out the raptor, and headed for Lincoln Memorial.

Within minutes of the Arlington Memorial Bridge, a white building reminiscent of the Parthenon Temple is seen surrounded by blue trees.

Junsung stopped in the parking space near the memorial and slowly approached the front door of the memorial with a large pond called the reflecting pool.

Although he had long forgotten what the so-called footprints had never seen before, he had the ability to be insightful.

Insight was originally the ability to compare and analyze the power of others, but it was also available to distinguish between the general public and your patients.

Unlike the tourists who came and went around, Junsung was able to find two Americans with colored flags on their heads without difficulty.

It was hard to recognize at first glance because it was a quadruple, but a slightly skinny man with a dark green flag was definitely Dillon who had seen it before.

The other one was a solid black man with a shoulders that looked taller than Dylan's head, and his bloated black skin was reminiscent of a black leopard.

Surprisingly, the flagship mark that flickers over his head is clearly bright green.

After further examination of her abilities, she is less aggressive than Western Yumi, but is outperforming her in terms of defense.

I can't believe I had this talent.

To be honest, I had to be even more surprised because I had rarely expected to meet a talent that would be helpful due to the attitude of the United States last time.

Junsang slowly approaches Dylan with his hands in his pocket.

As he approaches, the black man standing next to him moves forward with a nervous expression.

“Hoo...”

Despite sweating cold blood, Joon-hyang nodded at the appearance of fierce speculation from his body.

Although the attack is somewhat lacking, the speculation that pricks the skin makes it difficult for this black person to recognize that he is a projectile of the same type as himself.

Soon after the battle broke out, Dylan, who was standing behind, came forward and drowned the black man.

“Sergeant Blake. Just back off.”

“Lieutenant, but...”

“Sergeant, this is the man. ”

“... ”

The black man looks at the statue with an unbelievable expression and takes a step back.

“Phew...”

Dylan gives a sigh of relief and extends a hand to the quadrilateral.

“Long time no see. You remember me, right? I'm Dylan. I've been worried sick. ”

“... ”

However, he stood behind him, ignoring his hand, and looked at the black man who was still vigilant.

“Who is it?”

When Dylan's hands were completely ignored, Dylan openly held his hands and replied to a quasi-judicial question, concealing his insecurity.

“This is Sergeant Marcus Blake. Among the noble patients in the U.S. Army, he has the best fighting power in the world. You will be in charge of the guide station for this quest. ”

“I see.”

I had no idea, but Sergeant Blake was a very unusual patient in the United States.

When all the other noble patients developed their abilities towards harnessing the power of firearms, Sergeant Blake clinched on to strengthening the body, insisting on firearms martial arts.

At first he said it was useless, but his claims began to gain attention after the assault of Lt. Raymond, who was the Ace of the United States at the time in Belkara, and more recently emerged as a new Ace in recognition of his absolute defensive abilities.

After a brief embarrassment, Dylan realized that the eyes of the tourists around him were on him.

“First of all, let's move. ”

Even so, Dylan is a very intimidating person just by looking at the statue or Blake. If he stands at the front door of the memorial, he can only watch.

In fact, some tourists also saw that they were sneaking up on their cell phones to see what movies or dramas they wanted to shoot.

“I won't.”

Once they descended the monument, they took a step towards the trail near the reflexing pool located nearby.

Walking around an elongated rectangular artificial lake wrapped in a flat stone, Dylan took out the documents he had left in his coat and tried to explain to trigger the sub-quest as before.

However, Joon Sang walked quietly while listening to his explanation.

“Above all, you can ask Sergeant Blake for more information. ”

Dylan said that and finished explaining the contents of the quest, but the quest was not triggered either.

Somehow, I feel a little chilly.

However, he nodded and replied without being introverted.

“Got it."