Volcanic Sphere

Damho lay on his bed. But I couldn't sleep easily. I felt like I wasn't sleeping properly for quite a while.

Even though the nocturnal master was faintly glowing, it was too crowded to illuminate the entire underground cavity. Then night and day were not distinguished, and the boundary itself faded.

I could sleep now, and it didn't matter if I didn't sleep. It is because fatigue is relieved even if you don't have to sleep.

I used to have to carry a patriarchal seat, but now I am still.

I don't even remember when this happened.

In the darkness, the Middle Ages found a new way. I was also influenced when I studied the Deep Deep of Democracy. Then, the mediocrity has changed so much that we can't recognize the mainstream.

It was true that it was not known whether it was progressive or regressive, but at least a new jurisprudence had been created that did not exist until now.

Damho named the new Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep Deep. It was made in the dark.

The internal air created by the dark air had a heavy but dark nature. And even if Damho didn't do it separately, he was calling himself a masseuse.

It was a fountain full of bets that slept, moved, and even ate. Even at this moment, the Dark Beast was building a bet on its own.

Damho stares at the ceiling with a pillow.

It was also dark in the room as the sun went down. The ceiling is thick, too. But the wall's eyes are bright as daylight.

Even the same darkness was different from the darkness of the underworld. If the darkness of the outside world felt light, the darkness of the underground cavity was heavy and humiliating. It's like an amniotic fluid.

“Master.”

A murky voice flowed from his lips.

His voice contained a feeling of longing. It is the first time that human emotions have been revealed since coming out of the world.

When I think of Master, I always have one side of my chest. I wanted to run to the volcano right now. So I wanted to see the real person. But not yet.

Master asked you to come to the volcano when you are confident that it will not be shaken by the sunshine.

I had to check first. I wonder if he has the strength not to be shaken by the harsh winds of the world. I wonder if Orot can stand by himself.

Thinking about this, a new day was coming. In the end, Damho came out to the restaurant without a sigh of sleep.

The jumbo raises its head.

Since it came from the inside, the guest is clear, because I don't remember receiving the same guest yesterday.

“Who?”

There was only one guest yesterday. And I remembered bringing him a knife and scissors.

“No way..... ”

“Me."

“You were right. I didn't know you were so handsome. ”

“Where's the meal?”

“Oh, yes! Now that you've prepared it in advance, please wait. ”

As Damho sits at the table, the jumbo quickly rushes towards the kitchen. After a while, his hand appeared again with a tray full of food.

“It's a skewer, a smuggler, a lamb. You'll do just fine. ”

The jumbo grabs hold of the food he's going to put on the table.

“How long does it take from here to the midwifery? ”

“You're going alone? ”

“Yes.”

“It won't be easy. ”

“Is there a reason you can't go? ”

“Demons are called riders these days. ”

“Demon?”

“Yes! They're packing up and looting small merchants or travelers. So they say the damage is extreme. Don't think your guests will go alone, save more people. At least a few of them will be safer. ”

“Got it."

“Think carefully. Because if you want to go ten days alone, you don't usually have cocoa. ”

“Ten days..... ”

Damho knocks on the table with his finger.

“If you still want to go alone, go to the market. because I'm going to sell the stuff I need for homelessness. Let's see. What do you got? You will need a bloody doctor to avoid the sand winds, and you will have to have a dry volume..... Oh, I need a ride. ”

I finished my meal as I heard the juggler hesitate.

Torroburn was a city with a very unique atmosphere. Mid-western and western gateways combined to create their own culture, and this gave them an exotic atmosphere.

Toroburn, a mix of Koreans, foreigners and clans, has always been crowded with people. People who gather around the greenery often open the chapter here.

He said that if you look closely at the right size, you can find something quite useful. He then told me more about the price of the item.

Damho came out after remembering the words of Jumsoo.

Numerous people were crowded and on the streets. The voices of those who bargain have been heard loud.

Deep goals were lost in the glabella of Damho.

I lived in a secluded mountain range when I was a child and grew up in a volcano, a crusader family. And until he came here, this noisy landscape was quite heterogeneous for him, who only lived in basements that were not human.

Damho stood idly in the middle of the road for a while and didn't know how to move.

No more restraining him, no walls to stop him. However, the wall did not move easily.

I was born and thrown alone into the world for the first time.

No parents, no master.

Now Orot had to stand up with his own power.

I had to step out.

Damho began to move towards the world.

The first destination was the market that the juggler told me about.

A place where a lot of people bargain on their left. Each person goes there to raise his or her voice to get what he or she wants.

“Well, it's a quality silk from the lieutenant. ”

“It's spices from the west. ”

The merchants' voices dig the tympanic membrane.

Damho walked between them.

I tried to keep my life from spreading, and I tried to pull my strength out of my eyes. Still, it was more intense than most people, but much of the intimidation that pressed on the son-in-law disappeared. Because of that, those who passed by him were not feeling the disguise.

The first things I saw in my life were all over the left panel. There were silks that looked as luxurious as the merchants said, and jars that didn't know what to use.

Some sold western malformations, others sold accessories.

Damho put all that in his eyes.

How long did he walk like that? I saw a merchant selling clothing made of animal hides in the eyes of the chamberlain.

The only thing that caught the eye of Damho was the poisonous black packaging of the merchant's clothes. It was like a bloody garment, but the collar that came up to the neck was impressive.

The footsteps of the damho are headed for the left plate. Then the merchant turned back.

“Welcome. ”

“Are these for sale? ”

“Absolutely. What are you trying to buy? ”

Damho picked up the black packaging without saying a word.

“You have a great eye. It's made of Daewoon's leather. It's made entirely out of leather, so it's very strong. Maybe the dizzy Blade won't even go in. ”

There was a mix of merchant-specific exaggerated expressions, but the invisibility of the seams seemed to be very strong.

“What's the value?”

“On…… so. ”

A slight light of conflict appeared in the merchant's eyes.

The black packaging in Damhoga's house was really made of bear leather. It was not so strong, but unfortunately it was not far from the desert.

No one tried to wear a stuffy outfit made of bear leather. That's why I gave it to him for the price of a hull. However, I felt greedy when I saw that I liked it.

“Ten silver coins……. ”

“ ……. ”

I encountered the damho with my eyes. At that moment, the merchant froze like ice.

‘What an eye.... ’

Deep, black-eyed man, there was no emotion in him, as if he were looking at an endless moor.

Burr!

The creeps came up along the back of his back without even knowing it.

I was scared.

The merchant hastily changed his words.

“All right, give me five pints. That's enough. ”

“Is that okay? ”

“Yes! Absolutely. ”

Damho took the silver out of his arms and gave it to the merchant without even thinking about bargaining.

Damho wears a black leather wrap around his body.

It was as if I knew his dimensions from the beginning and fit them. The merchant, who had frozen for a while in the appearance of the wall, let out his resilience.

“You look great, sir. ”

Damho nods without a word.

Even if not necessarily the merchant's words, I liked the packaging made of bear leather. It was not visible from the outside, but it had a lot of pockets inside the package for easy storage.

Damho put both the slip and the silver in his inner pocket.

Damho also bought a bag made of leather from the merchant. There seemed to be plenty of luggage.

Damho went around the market and bought a quantity of dry goods and filled the bag. The bag is getting heavy.

I knew the approximate price because I had already heard from the jumbo. Most merchants called it higher than the quote they knew. But Damho didn't have to bargain with them.

I did not feel the need to bargain, nor did I lack the money I had.

The last place Damho stopped was the livestock market on the outskirts of the market.

There were no animals here.

Like chickens and dogs, every animal in the world seemed to be here, from horses to cows to camels.

When I entered the livestock market, the smell of animal feces stabbed me in the nose. I frowned for a moment on the intense stimuli. But within a year, I adapted and moved into the market.

Horses were on the inside of the livestock market. There were also many kinds of horses.

Some were very big, others were furry red. Each of the merchants grabbed hold of the wall, saying that his horse was an excellent horse.

But the Wall moved them silently without even caring. The horses roar dizzily and dig up the tympanic membrane.

Then the steps of the struggle stopped.

There was a black one just like the one he wore. A man who doesn't shudder like all the other horses, doesn't get excited, doesn't stand still.

It's not that big, but strangely, other horses don't come near him.

Damho looks at the black horse. Then a black horse came to Damho with a nostril.

Purr!

As the black horse approaches, other nearby horses retreat in fear.

He looks at the wall.

His eyes were cold. I couldn't even see it as a horse's eye.

Smile at the mouth of the dam.

Because I liked his challenging eyes.

An instantaneous light flashed in the eyes of Damho. Then the black horse winks and turns its head.

Then I heard a strange voice.

“Huh! I think he likes his gut. I've never seen an enemy like this before. ”

He was a fat family man with a little hat on his head. He came to Damho with a sweat.

“Greetings, I am Seongwon, the owner of this one. Do you like this guy? ”

Damhoga looks at the clan merchant. Then the clan merchant laughed.

“I guess so. I'll buy you something cheap. ”

“ ……. ”

“He's a real pain in the ass, actually. How can I catch a man running in the plains without being tamed or burning people? It really hurts. ”

“How much?”

“Oh! You're such a flatterer. Good! I will use my patience to receive only five hundred pieces of silver. That's a lot of money. ”

Before the congregation merchant finished speaking, Damho took out five slips and threw them out of his pocket.

“All right?”

“Huh! Not even bargaining? ”

I remembered the look on the face of a clan merchant.

If the opponent had known that he would be so pleasant, he would have been able to call more.

As he said, black horses were a pain in the ass. I couldn't even sell it because horses didn't burn people.

Those who wanted to be his master have been quite old, but no one has ever burned a black horse. That's how annoying it was.

However, Damho did not get on the horse, but he happily did. As a clan merchant, I had to be sad enough. But the clan merchant changed his mind.

‘If that demon refuses again, he may ask you to return the money. ’

He wedged out.

“I'll give you a saddle here, so get on. That means it's all yours now. ”

The clan merchant retreats with a black horse saddle on one side.

Damho lightly knocks on the neck of the black horse. Then the black horse made an elongated turret to see if it felt good.

Damho climbs on the back of a black horse in a single breath. The clan merchant retreats a few steps back in anticipation of falling out. But contrary to his expectations, the black horse was so gentle. It's as if I've met a true master.

“Oh, my God! ”

The mouth of a congregation merchant opened.

He said with a slap on the neck of a black horse.

“Your name is Black Ear. The Black Ghost.”

Hehe!

I heard a black horse cry.

So the black horse became a black ghost.