Troller

“Are you going to make me a puppet? ”

According to Jung-hoon, Joon Sang wants to contact him somewhere instead of answering. After a while, he reaches out to him with one hand.

Although he did not say anything positively, he knew that the only way he could survive in this situation was by holding hands.

Will you hold back the humiliation for a while and avenge the wife and children who have strained themselves?

Or will you regret your past life and come to an end boldly?

He placed himself in a crossroads for a while, but his choice was made from the outset.

Jung-hun nods as he grabs his hand and pulls him to himself.

“Oops!”

As he stumbled on his right hand, Yoon Gyeonghun was dragged into his quasi-excuse arms.

As a solid quaint chest approaches his eyes, Yoon Gyeong-hoon shrugs instinctively in preparation for the shock.

But there were no conflicts that I expected.

I looked around, wanting to know what was going on, and I found a ripe man standing in front of his eyes.

“Shine?”

At that moment, he wondered if his eyes were wrong.

For over twenty years since he had already died, a person had entered his field of view.

I rushed around, and the landscape around me was not polite.

It's like they're doodling.

No matter how much you look at it, it is an unthinkable sight of the human world you lived in.

“Am I... dead? ”

The woman in front of her eyes opened her mouth as she muttered in a slightly dismal mood.

“I thought you were out of your mind. ”

“... ”

Apparently his voice is similar, but something is different.

She was very similar to the woman in memory, but unlike the shingles in her body, she had a sharp figure.

Jung-hoon only realized one possibility.

“No way?”

The woman opened her mouth again in a cool voice, looking at the appearance of such a passing hoon.

“Surely I'm not your daughter. I'm facing this face, and I don't even recognize it. ”

The woman was surprisingly West Yumi.

She was always half-covering her face with her head down, but she didn't do it anymore after she came to the fairy system.

What she was covering her face was one means of isolating herself from the world.

But when I moved to the fairy system, I didn't have to do it anymore.

You don't have to look at the eyes of your neighbors.

It is meaningless in this fairy tale that the secret of birth prevents us from entering the world with pride.

“Like that...”

When he realized that the woman before his eyes was his daughter, Seo Yumi, he couldn't speak for a moment.

Seeing that light, Seo Yumi took out the knife wrapped in a white cloth from her arms and said again in a gruesome voice.

“This knife, do you remember? ”

“... ”

A machete that unleashes a cruel and sharp energy.

But the moment he saw it, he could immediately recall a name.

“Arrando.”

Seo Yumi nods and points Arando at Gyeonghun.

“You remember the name of Yonke. ”

“... ”

There's no reason not to remember.

It was also right after seeing Yoon Gyeong-hoon poison Yoon and defeat the demon with his sword.

Towards Jung-hoon, who looks at himself with a nice face, Seo Yumi opens her mouth again.

“I still dream every night. ”

“... ”

“My dead mother wrapped around me, and I got beat up in the car instead. ”

“Well...”

Yoon Jong-hoon swallowed the drool with his eyes closed.

That's because I didn't have ten mouths to say.

However, the moment he saw it, Seo Yumi felt like he was burning in his heart.

“Open your eyes. ”

“... ”

“Why are you closing your eyes? Do you hate to see the seeds of sin that you sow grow so big that you can't even see the reality of pointing a sword at them? ”

“No, I...”

Yooseong-hoon quickly opened his eyes and tried to make excuses, but at the next moment, Seo Yumi grabbed his shoulder and threw him over the back.

“Argh!”

Seo Yumi points Arando at his neck as he climbs over the body of such a brushed light horn.

Faced with his gaze, Young-hee was overwhelmed and abandoned without even being able to resist.

“That's nice.”

“... ”

“How does it feel to be abandoned by a woman and her sons who were so relentless? ”

Yoon Gyeonghun had to bite his lips, feeling the pain of selling the corners of his chest into a sharp fang.

Seo Yumi shed cynicism as he looked down at the light of day.

“I didn't believe in reaping what I sowed so far. ”

“... ”

“Yes, my mother, who lived such a painful life, died so painfully, and I was drowning without even revealing my face, because the remoteness of all that was happening was living well. ”

Yoon Gyeonghun turned his head, no longer facing Seo Yumi.

However, Seo Yumi reached out and grabbed his jaw, holding it so that his gaze was directed at him, and opened his mouth again.

“Don't turn your head. ”

“Yumi...”

“Don't even call that name. ”

“... ”

As he kept his mouth shut, Seo Yumi slowly brought a cooling knife to his neck.

“You may have seen it, but this is not the Earth you used to live on. It's a completely different world. ”

“... ”

“Even if I kill you here and bury you in the ground, no one can question me. ”

He could no longer face the sight of his daughter discussing his death with a young gaze.

If you're going to die anyway, maybe this is for the best.

It would not be better to let go of the grudge of my daughter who had to live in hiding without revealing her beautiful face to the world.

I can't help but feel hopeful that Joon Sang will be able to live for a while while by looking at my hand.

“Do what you want. ”

“... ”

After saying that, Seo Yumi felt angry again as she closed her eyes.

She squeezes her hair with one hand and shouts with the other hand, raising her knife.

“Don't be funny! Plead! I beg you! I beg you to save me and hang me like this! Do you think if you foam like that, I'll save your life? Don't be funny, you son of a bitch! ”

Seo Yumi lowered his knife as hard as he could.

Oh, shit!

But her machete did not pierce the head of Jung-hoon.

The blade touched the cheekbones and wound as it passed, but that's all it was.

Yoon Chul-hoon felt something hot fall over her burning face.

I open my eyes quietly, and I see my daughter pouring out tears with a frowning face.

“Motherfucker... Motherfucker...”

“... ”

Seo Yumi lifted up his hand and wiped his face, raising his body.

“Get up.”

“... ”

“Don't ever think about facing me again. At that time... you might actually kill him. ”

After a short sigh with a nice expression, Yoon Ju-Hun slowly wakes up.

When he wakes up to dance, Seo Yumi takes a long breath and looks up at the sky for a moment, and suddenly turns around and kicks his chest with his foot.

“Ugh!”

Without being surprised by the sudden surprise, Yoon Gyeonghun screams, feeling his body swoop backwards and abandon him.

And the next moment.

He could recognize that the surrounding landscape was changing again.

Dark skies.

And unlike the clean air that I just breathed before, the atmosphere feels sparkling out of place.

Jung-hoon realized that he had returned to his original world by brushing on asphalt.

“This is...”

After quickly raising his body, he found a quadrilateral standing in a round sunglass, pressing on a bread hat in front of his eyes.

“That was... what the hell...”

I thought I had been in a panic for a while.

Or have you had too much to drink and lost your mind for a while and had a dream?

I felt a burning sensation in my face when I couldn't grasp what was going on.

I raised my hand and stroked my face.

Then, a sharp wound is touched with a bane knife.

“... ”

Then, wasn't that a dream?

I look at the sticky blood on my hands with a shivering expression, and Joon Sang opens his mouth.

“Is this the right place? ”

“... ”

Yoon Gyeong-hoon, who looked around at what he was saying, only noticed that he was near a house located under North Korea Mountain.

“This is...”

Just a little while ago, I was in a popular suburban villa, and what the hell happened?

After watching him for a while with a surprised expression, Joon Sang opened his mouth again.

“Am I right?”

Only then did Yoon Ju-hun respond in astonishment.

“Exactly, but how the hell...”

However, even before he finished speaking, Joon Sang grabbed his neck and snuck over the wall that was standing high in front of his eyes.

“Ugh!”

Long-hoon shrivels in awe, but his eyes twitch as he realizes that he is already reaching beyond the collar.

Joon Sang-sang briefly checks the interior of the bunk house, which revealed itself in front of his eyes through a super-sense while he was in a state of desolation, and then blows himself back on the roof.

“... ”

Even though he was older, he could only lift his body with a single hand like a toy while still maintaining a solid body. However, he was forced to lightly cross the large enclosure and jump back to the rooftop of the bunk house and admire the quaint appearance of not taking a deep breath.

Upon ascending the roof, Junsang lowered his gazebo horn, opened the door, and tried to move his steps downward, and looked at him standing far away.

“Follow me.”

“... ”

Yoon Chul-hoon nodded with a stiff expression and followed him into the stairs.

Then, I hear a conversation with laughter at the bottom.

“I thought I'd have to wait another decade, but things got easier. ”

“That's it. Anyway, the old man has a lot of greed. ”

“I was right. Here, take my glass. Mother.”

“Yes.”

As soon as he heard the conversation, he grabbed his fist without even knowing it, but he went down the Tubbuttoobuck stairs with no color to do so or kill his feet.

“Who are you!”

One of the three men, who had been gathering in the living room to tilt the drinking cup, rushed out of his seat.

However, he reached out without answering and immediately triggered the impulse.

“Ugh!”

The man who was raising his body suddenly panicked as his body swung and dragged away, but hid himself in the door of the spirit installed on the quadrilateral body before he could react.

“Oh, my God.”

Yoon Gyeonghun, who was coming down the stairs, saw his second son's strong body concealing its tracks in an instant so that he could realize the truth of what he had just experienced.

“Who are you? ”

This time, his eldest son hurriedly stood up and shouted, but Joon Sang was also impulsive and dragged into the door of the Spirit.

Last but not least, the middle-aged woman, who was raising herself with a startled look, was greatly surprised to see the passing smoke coming down the stairs behind the quadrant.

“How did you...? ”

However, even before Jung-hoon answered the question, Joon Sang was immediately impulsive and dragged her into the door of the spirit.

“Argh!”

Suddenly, without a chance to scream, she squeals and screams.

She frowned at the pain of her elbows and knees and found her two sons staring at someone with a firm face.

“What the hell...”

She turns her head to the side her sons are looking at, and opens her mouth like that, blaming and stiffening.

It's like a little boy graffiti in a strange forest that doesn't blow a single breath.

A woman stood there in a white dress.

Oleol has long, black hair.

A pupil flashing with a spark of fire.

And a machete in his hand.

The two sons were frightened by the appearance alone, but the mother trembled at the sight of the woman standing before her eyes.

The identity of that emotion, which pushed away the fear of the unknown and occupied the inside of the head, was no different than fear.

She said with a trembling voice, pointing at the woman.

“Yoon Sung? You... you must have died...”

Just as Yoon Kyung-hoon did, she also recalled the shaman named Yun Sung, who had bought herself from Seo Yumi and led to her death.

But, it was an obvious mistake.

Her words reminded me of the anger and madness that had fallen asleep in Seoyumi's heart.

Seo Yumi slowly raises his head.

In my deaf little pupil, tears were pouring out.

The emotions engraved on her face at this moment are no different than joy.

Wet by the intense cataracts transmitted through the whole body in the blood vessel, she trembled vigorously.

Seo Yumi couldn't stand the emotions that burst and burst into madness.

Then, he aimed his mother's relic, Arando, at the enemies who were drenched by terror, who were shaking poorly.

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