Troller

After completing his interrogation of the customers, he met Dylan in front of the Lincoln Memorial in Washington the next day.

“Welcome. ”

“... ”

After a handshake from Dylan, who greeted him with a slight greeting, Junsang quietly whispered to his ear.

“I want to go somewhere quiet. ”

Dylan asks cautiously because even a quiet place depends on what purpose it is intended to be prepared.

“Where do you want to be? ”

“There are people to hand over. ”

“... ”

People.

Dylan had to be nervous because he needed more security than anything else.

Moreover, what they are facing now is to report on the consequences of the black storm in China, and if it is not an introduction or a handover of recruits, it is likely to be an official of the incident.

“Please wait. ”

Dylan made haste, reached out to him somewhere, and he sweated and talked to several places, and only then did he talk to Joon Sang.

“It's a little too far. It looks like you're looking for a vehicle, but are you okay? ”

“I don't care."

When Jun-san gives his permission, Dylan calls a few more times, and a Cadillac limo approaches.

Dylan ran quickly to open the door, but before he approached, a shaky man stepped out of the car and shook his hand.

“This is Ralph Miller with Homeland Security. Nice to meet you.”

“... ”

After shaking hands unanswered, Jun Sang was guided by Miller and boarded the vehicle, and Dylan took his seat next to him with a crooked hand.

Miller signaled to the front seat as everyone boarded the vehicle, leaving the vehicle, and asked the quadrant.

“Although the weather is getting a lot better, it's still chilly. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Would you like a cup of tea if you have a warm tea? ”

“What do you have? ”

“Coffee, red tea, green tea, barley tea. ”

But the other thing is barley tea.

When he looked at her with a surprising look, Miller laughed and explained.

“I'm prepared to drink a lot of Korean tea...”

“Funny. Can I get you a drink? ”

“Absolutely.”

Miller hands over the warm barley tea in a tumbler to Junsung.

Coming to the United States, the barley tea was a little bitter in the President's cabin or the barely burning Cadillac limousine, but Joonsang also liked it more than coffee or red tea.

“That's good.”

“Thank you.”

With a satisfactory expression, Miller reassured himself, replenishing the standard tumbler and carefully questioned him.

“Can I ask what people are? ”

Jun-san replied as if it were not algebraic.

“Some of the officials and heads of experiments. ”

But unlike the tone, the content was very significant.

Not only the officials of the experiment that caused the Black Storm phenomenon, but also the head of the company.

In the United States, where even the substance of the experiment is poorly understood, it's a blink of an eye.

“How many...”

“A little over ten. The number of survivors among the officials of the experiment is probably all of them. ”

“Huh...”

Junsung once again drank a sip of barley tea in Tumblr and asked Miller.

“What's your current situation? ”

Miller replied with a nice expression.

“It's not good. China, of course... India, Pakistan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, all of the neighbouring countries are in deep turmoil. ”

After the sudden disappearance of the Black Storm, the monsters trapped in it were released at once, and the armies of the ambushed nations were instantly defeated.

Because of this, most of the countries adjacent to the Taklamakan Desert and the Hunan Mountains were currently in a state of anarchy or chaos, and in the case of Kyrgyzstan or Tajikistan, the country's self-esteem was threatened.

“In these two countries, they are very likely to intervene in Russia very soon. ”

“Russia...”

Joon Sang is inclined to Tumblr and submerged in his thoughts.

It is true that the head is complicated by things like the master of the castle or their servant, the Seven Emperors, and the bureaucracy behind all of this.

If this had not been the case, we would not have taken such a deliberate time to lead the Chinese recruits.

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Miller was somewhat surprised by the attitude of the quadrilateral, but he was not able to squeeze the water.

They entered the Homeland Security Department's safe house outside of Washington.

After entering the bunker in the basement of the safe house, Junsung summoned the Chinese through the door of the spirit.

“Oops!”

When the Chinese poured out through the quadrilateral without any prior signs, Miller and Dylan were surprised.

The same is true of the Chinese, who have frozen faces.

Junsung said to the Americans who surrounded him as all the people arrived beyond the Spirit Gate.

“These are the people. Let's take care of things afterwards. ”

“Very well. Very well done. ”

Miller quickly picked up a bag from a subordinate who was waiting to win the prize and handed it over to him.

“It's not great, but it's the will of the United States government. Please accept.”

“... ”

Jun-san said, accepting the bag without saying a word.

“If you don't have any more special business, I'll be going. ”

Then Miller opened the stone door through which the myrrh flowered and hid it as it was.

“Ah...”

Miller looked at the distant Chinese with a frightened expression and said to Dylan, who was standing next to him.

“What the hell... is he? ”

Dylan replied with a bitter laugh.

“I don't know. I'm not the one who's going to ask. ”

“I see.”

As Miller glanced at the people around him, they immediately arrested the Chinese recruits.

As long as their recruits are secured, the United States has obtained important clues that can lead the way forward.

It's the truth. Anyhow, everyone here thought so.

Meanwhile, after leading the Chinese recruits and returning to the fairy system through mystical flowers, Junhyang rested for a while, watching Nuri flip over, and then stepped into a rare quarter with Riches.

To summon Haraba, the Iron Ore King, who was made into a pet.

Based on Pet's information, all injuries in one gap were healed.

Even as a pet, the opponent can never be bothered by Bell Laya, the owner of the castle.

“Please.”

“Leave it to me. ”

Is that because he's a fairy godmother who can do everything in his power?

Rices creates a shield that blocks the surrounding space just by lightly touching the air.

“I'm good.”

“Well done.”

After completing the shield in case of possible turbulence, Junsung summoned Haraba, the Iron Ore lord.

Then, a small, hard spherical man with a beam of light reveals himself.

“... ”

Haraba was summoned with a furious expression, but a strange fairy figure appeared to dance as he entered the field.

What a strange world a little girl would graffiti.

In that strange landscape, unlike any other place he had ever seen, he was feeling a strange pressure.

Having looked around for a while, Haraba immediately checked his condition.

His body was completely healed as if pain had been told as if one bone had been completely crushed.

But there was nothing wrong at all.

Because there was something strange that had never existed before.

“What did you do to me? ”

Jun-san immediately replied.

“I took action in case. ”

“What if it's an action?”

“I used it as a pet. ”

Haraba looks unbelievable.

“You... weren't you capable? ”

“That's what he said. ”

“A capable man cannot be used as a pet. That would be common sense. ”

I guess so.

I haven't tested it separately, but I can't use it as a pet for deaf patients in the same world.

“I don't know if it's common sense, but it's clear that you're my pet anyway. ”

“Umm...”

“If you don't believe me, I can confirm it. ”

“How?”

“You can summon and reverse summon a few times. ”

“Ugh...”

Watching Haraba's expression crumple, Jun-san said again.

“And it wasn't my intention, but the pets and inventory you owned came all the way to me. ”

“Damn it!”

Haraba hastily looked at his forearm and looked desperate within.

“That's how it was collected...”

Junsung looked at Haraba like that and said:

“I'll ask.”

“What?”

“What's the connection with Bell Peor? ”

“Bell Peor? ”

Haraba frowned at me with a frown that seemed to have no idea what he was talking about.

“Bell Peor, that snake-tailed guy mentioned it. Is that right?”

“That's what he said. ”

“What happened to that snake-tailed guy? Are you sure you're dead?”

“Dead for sure. His fortress collapsed completely. ”

“Hmm... that's a good thing. ”

Haraba sighed with relief and replied:

“I'm sorry, but I don't know who Bell Peor is. ”

“Really?”

With a suspicious look on his face, Haraba kicked his tongue and said again.

“Tsk, I wonder if I'm the Bell Peor or not. ”

In Haraba's words, Junsang nodded and replied.

“For now. At least that's natural unless you used the Black Sun of Destruction. ”

“... ”

Haraba frowns and stares at the quadrilateral.

“If that's the case, I doubt you either. ”

“In what way? ”

“Maybe you're the servant of the snake's tail. You might be playing like this to get information about pretending to be dead and what the black sun is. ”

Junsung nods.

“That makes sense. ”

“Right?"

“But if it is, I have enough evidence. ”

“Evidence?”

“Yes. I'm holding the customers who were trying to take the seed out of you captive, so I can give you as much face to face as I want, and I have the Dark Seed I pulled out of Bell Laya. That should be enough. ”

“Well...”

Haraba nodded and said:

“All right. If you'll just accept one condition, I'll tell you everything I know. If you want, you can play your pet role. Anyway, if you're right about ending that snake's tail, it's definitely a life saver. ”

“What if it's a condition?”

Haraba answered the question with a lively expression.

“Grace is ten times, grudge a hundred times. I want to tear those bastards apart with my own hands. ”

“... ”