Volcanic Sphere

The next day, Dam Ho left the guesthouse early in the morning.

Hehe!

I felt like I was happy to see a black ear alone in the stables. Damho saddled the black ear on his back and dragged it out.

Toroven was still in the dark.

After measuring the direction for a while, Damho climbed onto the black ear.

The black ear sprints like crazy just as if it had been locked in a stable for a long time.

‘You're frustrated, too. Just like me.’

Damho understood the mind of the black ears.

How frustrating was it that the man who played in the vast plains was trapped in a cramped stable?

The black ear became the black wind. Damho became one such black ear and body.

The surrounding landscape quickly became closer and farther away. The desolate wilderness appears, and the distant mountain rapidly draws near.

I let him run until his black ears were exhausted. If I get tired, I'll stop myself.

Damho felt the wind with his body in his black ears.

It was the warm light and wind I felt in twelve years. I wanted to enjoy this moment now.

Damho forgot even the passage of time.

How long has it been like that?

Damho suddenly felt a significant decrease in speed. I'm finally tired of black ears.

“Yeah, let's take a little break. ”

Damho struggles to find a place to rest.

I finally saw that big rock far away. There was a shadow under the rock.

Damho drives his black ears to where the rocks are.

As I approached the rock, the wall frowned slightly. It's because I felt a terrible blood flow at the end of my nose.

As I got closer to the rock, my blood became darker. Dozens of bodies were laid bare under the shadow of the rock. The bodies were already rotting and smelling after quite some time.

The dam-ho descended from the black ear and approached the bodies. There was a wretched sight in front of his eyes as he was nauseous.

The bodies were so dysfunctional that they could not recognize the shapes. The wounds were spreading like the gills of a fish.

Damho carefully examined the wound on one body.

“You played with it. ”

There was not a single wound deep enough to be immediate.

Those who killed them wound the whole body as if the cat were playing with rats. And watched him die in agony.

I remembered the words of the accursed juggler.

“Is it a demon?”

Damho tried to get up as he was.

It is a pity that they died on the devil, but it had nothing to do with themselves.

It was then.

“Ugh!”

I heard a weak voice in the bodies.

Damho lifts up the other bodies and takes out the moaning man. As soon as I checked his face, the good eye of the wall sank.

The man who was moaning with long fissures from his chest to his belly was a familiar face.

Bladder, he was the father of progress.

The bladder was continuing to breathe persistently, with a horrible wound visible in the viscera. But I knew there was not much time left for him. So far, it has also been fortunate.

Damho looked closely at the faces of the bodies that were scattered around him. I saw a few familiar faces.

They belonged to the Silver Merchant Guild. I noticed what happened to Damho.

Damho infused the bladder with resistance. Then the blood came back to his face for a while.

The bladder opens its eyes hard.

I barely opened my lips to see if he recognized the face of the Wall.

“All of you? ”

“What do you want me to say? ”

“What……. ”

“You must know. I know I can't live that long. ”

“Argh!”

Tears gushed down the cheeks of the bladder. Damho watched the bladder and kept his silence.

After a while, the bladder looks straight at the wall to see if it has recovered a little bit. The bladder's gaze toward the dam contained desperation. There is a desperate desire to defend something that is most precious, even by giving all of his life.

“Progress has been captured by the monsters. Please save my son. ”

“ ……. ”

“Baron, please..... I saw the child..... ”

The right bladder holds the hand of the wall with its bloody hands. The grip of a dying man was heavy.

The mutiny was handed over to Damho.

His lips were as dreadful as fish.

“Great Baron, please……. ”

Damho recalled that he had also seen such an eye.

When the village was raided a long time ago, his father was also a bladder.

One other thing is that the masters of the volcano came after their father died, and the bladder only met itself before it was suffocated.

A rough, turbid voice flowed through the mouth of the wall.

“If you're alive. ”

“Thank you……. Please..... ”

The voice of the bladder became more frequent. Like his voice, his body also cools down.

He also disappeared from his gaze at the dampho. But that desperation alone remained.

Damho reaches out and closes the eyes of his bladder and wakes up and looks around. Not too far away, many people's bodies were found tangled together.

In it, the wall could find another familiar face.

‘Come.'

The leader of the Silver Merchant Guild and the man who put himself in the procession of the Silver Merchant Guild. Near him, the owner of the Silver Merchant Guild, was dead with his tongue extended.

They didn't even notice how cylindrical they were when they died. Damho looked into their eyes for a long time after the light had disappeared.

They could no longer say anything, but the eyes of the fire of life were telling more than that.

Damho looked at their void eyes without saying a word. It's like having a conversation.

After a long time, Damho closed their eyes and stood up.

Damho climbed on the back of a black ear.

After resting for a while, the black ear struggled again. I couldn't find any signs of exhaustion anywhere.

“Let's go.”

It pops out like a black ear was waiting.

* * *

The two eyes of progress were stained with tears all over.

He couldn't even believe what was happening to him now. I couldn't understand why I had to be in this place.

The dust was trapped in a small wooden frame. It was like we were catching animals.

This was not the only silk progression trapped in us. Among the merchants of the Silver Merchant Guild, those belonging to the relatively young axis were in the same position as the advancement. There were more than fifty of them.

The rest of the people are dead. Of course, the Merchant Owner's assistant light is also the father of the Dust Progress.

The tide is worried about the demon raid, leaving the road with other Merchants. Two tops. I thought that if there were more than a hundred and fifty people, they wouldn't even touch the Demon Swarm.

But his mind was wrong.

The Demon Swarm strikes without any fear, even though the two Merchants are united.

The signs led by Oggio were distributed, but more than a hundred people could not be attacked.

Eventually, the conspirators were exterminated, and numerous merchants were killed. It was a step forward that had to be seen with both eyes.

The demons were setting a huge campfire in the middle of the quarry and dispersing. On one floor, there was an abundance of items taken from the top.

A big man was sitting in front of the campfire. A man glances at a wildling who only punches a child in the bonfire.

“Hhh! That was a good move. What a silly tombstone. ”

Combining all the looted items from the Merchant Corps, the tenth quarter of this tombstone is not worth it.

Today was the best day since he started looting here.

His name was Dongchu, the master of the bloody band that predominantly plundered merchants across the West and the Midwest.

The Blood Rogue was a mix of Han, Christian, and foreign peoples. What they have in common is that they are strong and that they cannot settle in one place.

They took the plunder while floating the Torobon squadron. People were killed, things were taken away and disposed of. I drank with that much money, bought a bitch and enjoyed it.

He asked his companion who had been touching the tombstone for some time.

“They?”

“Now that we have communication, we will be leaving this way soon. We'll be there in two or three days. ”

“Yeah? So what are you doing until then? ”

The eyes of the dongdong glow dangerously with a flash of light.

His gaze turned to those trapped in the cage.

“Bring them in. ”

“Why do you do that? The majority.”

His face looked suspicious in the face of an owl-like paratrooper. Then the driver smiled.

“You're bored.”

“Ah!”

He smiled savagely as if his clan understood.

He ran to us and looked at the people trapped. Those who received his eyes shrugged their heads.

“Why are you doing this to us?

“You have taken the goods, so let us go. ”

Some people complained, but the clan spilled their words with their ears and back.

“Take him out and get him out. ”

“Yes! The commander. ”

His men took the men identified by the clan out of the cage. He was a young man in his thirties and early twenties.

His clan and his men threw Zhonghan and the young man in front of the motorcycle.

The two fell in front of the brooch without even knowing the English language. The driver looked down at those two and smiled bitterly.

“Do you know your destiny? ”

“What do you mean?”

Zhang Han raised his head anesthetically. He was a Merchant of the Merchant Guild with the Silver Merchant Guild.

The weak-looking young man couldn't even lift his head and trembled. With the ears of such a young man, I heard the voice of a brooch.

“Some people will be here in a little while. I intend to sell you to them as slaves. ”

“I can't do that! ”

Zhang Han and the young man's face turned white. I enjoyed the look on the faces of those two people.

“If you're sold into slavery, you'll never see the sun again. None of the men they took survived. So I'm going to give you a chance. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the clan next to him threw a sack of sword at each of them.

Only two people who didn't know English were terrified.

“Fight. I will set the victor free. Hhh!”

“Hhhhh!”

Phonemes burst everywhere.

The eyes of the Blood Rogue Demons are set to live.

It was their own entertainment.

It was one of the best pleasures to enjoy watching you fight for your freedom.

The fight between ordinary people who had not grabbed the sword once in their life was quite intense, and it gave them a different level of pleasure than the fight between strangers.

Zhang Han raises his head and gazes at the jackpot.

“Is that true? ”

“Of course. If you win, I'll let you go. On the contrary, if you lose, I will release him. What do you think? I think this is enough reason to fight. ”

In the eyes of Janghan, the light of conflict came to mind.

For freedom? I don't want to spend the rest of my life as a slave. ’

There was a wife and child waiting for him at home.

I had to go back to them no matter what.

Zhang Han grabbed the sword. His eyes were filled with poison. On the contrary, the young man was shaking.

“Me, I can't. ”

“Hhh! Then you die now. ”

“Like that..... ”

A beady tear poured out over the young man's cheek.

Hah!

The clan took out the sword and put it on the young man's neck.

“Grab the sword, coward. ”