Chapter 279 – Desire (2)
Han Joo-yeon is a trustworthy person.
However, the basis for my judgment is all from the memories of Son Si-woo.
Even back then, unconditional trust was possible as they were woven within the fence of family, but not now.
They say they have a blind crush on me, but we’re always strangers.
Even between blood relatives, there are occasional conflicts, let alone the rest.
So, how much should she trust her?
She was trying to get a rough idea by asking.
“Entire.”
Before I could ask anything, she answered me in a small but strong tone.
The sincere eyes that do not feel the slightest false energy.
Of course, I’m not a lie detector, and I can’t see 100% of people’s insides.
The eyes of the guy looking at me now went beyond the truth and even looked desperate.
“I will look a little strange. Yes?”
“…”
Jooyeon smiled sadly and looked into my insides.
It’s what the guy said.
I feel suspicious of her sometimes.
What is the reason why you expressed strong feelings from the first time you met on the Korean University campus?
Why does it sometimes give off a nuance of knowing me well?
Whenever I have doubts that I cannot resolve on my own, I even think of this.
Do you know that I am Son Siwoo?
However, this also did not provide a clear answer.
If I had known that I was my brother-in-law, I wouldn’t have appealed as a member of the opposite sex so blatantly.
“By the way, Dojin.”
“Yes.”
“I don’t have any grandiose reasons for my actions other than that I like you.”
“…”
Jooyeon Han smiles with a self-deprecating smile.
“I won’t ask you to understand my feelings right away. But… , Please believe in this.”
Placing her hand on my shoulder, she continues her words in her earnest tone.
“I will never do anything you don’t like or don’t want to do.”
So believe me
“…”
Doubts were not resolved.
On the contrary, it only piled up more.
Is it possible to build such a heavy affection with just a few encounters?
Convinced at the same time.
“I will believe you.”
Aside from the mounting doubts, at least the certainty that he would never stab me in the back or do anything that would harm me.
Watching her breathe a sigh of relief, her heart is slightly stabbed.
“That… , I did believe in it originally, right? But as I said, the guys who came with me were so suspicious that I couldn’t help but consider the situation…”
What am I saying now
The guy who smiles gently when he sees me talking gibberish.
“Yeah, I know you’re sorry for me.”
“… Good to know.”
“But when you’re done saying you’re sorry, why are there police and law?”
It sounds like you’re just not going to go over it, is this correct?
While confused, Han Joo-yeon spreads her arms.
“Hug me. Then I’ll see you.”
“…”
What would you do if I didn’t see you, you bastard?
… While thinking, she walked steadily and hugged him.
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After going through a rather complicated authentication process.
Jooyeon and I stopped exploring.
And.
“A lot of zombies 100m ahead.”
Under my leadership, I started slaughtering zombies and monsters with grotesque shapes nearby.
「Phoenix.」
A bird made of bright red flames that burns endlessly using my magic power as power.
A flame version of Bingdakgi that was shown inside the Kraken.
So they named it similarly.
“Fiery chicken, there are a lot of things to burn over there.”
– Pie!
A guy who shows rebellion by wildly swinging his blazing wings.
I don’t like the name Buldak that much.
Still, I can’t help it.
How can I change a name once given?
The guy who was raging to the fullest soon got tired of himself and flew powerlessly in the direction I pointed.
And.
– Ppaaaaagh!
Roaring!
Did they say that they went to Jongno and were slapped on the cheek and shed their eyes at the Han River?
That’s exactly what Buldak is doing now.
I can’t stand against me, the creator, anymore, so I’m taking my anger out on zombies.
Wow!
Zombies screaming and turning to ashes in flames.
“You waste too much magic, fire chicken.”
-Beep…
The guy who grumbles and reduces the size of the rising flames.
“A little more, that’s right. I just want to go there.”
By limiting firepower, the consumption of mana is reduced only then.
Fire chicken is a flame in the shape of a bird.
Perhaps because of this, the efficiency of the magical power used when using flames is very high.
Thanks to that, even if you burn it out as you like, the consumption of mana isn’t that burdensome, but you don’t know when something might happen, so you should save it in advance.
“It’s really amazing…”
Joon-Yi, who was next to him, admired the hot chicken acting with free will.
Actually, I’m curious too.
I made it, but I don’t know exactly what principle it is.
Even though life forms made only of magical power are limited, they act with will.
Perhaps if Han Joo-hee had seen this instead of Han Joo-yeon, her eyes would have been half-turned.
“Looks like it’s over, so let’s try again.”
“Okay.”
Killing zombies is what the fire chicken needs to do, which is maintained by eating my mana.
Our work is different.
“Ah, I found it!”
To find a torn note or notebook in the ashes covering the ground.
What she brought with her was a crumpled note the size of her palm.
As much as it has a strong sense of time, when I carefully unfolded it and opened it, the letters were densely written on it.
【Cloudy weather on X month X, 2XXX.】
【I met a renegade while on my way to a mart far away to get food.】
【The traitor to humanity, the Sword Demon, who, far from saving the ruined world, turned her back faster than anyone else.】
【I was thinking that he was dead without moving, but he just passed me by.】
【Maybe it’s because they thought it was already dead at that time.】
【Shouted at him fearlessly.】
【I don’t remember the details… , Did the traitor of mankind, who loves cutting humans more than anyone else, ask why the wind blows and goes past humans?]
【Then he said.】
【He said he had already eaten enough.】
[The place where I turned my head with a creepy feeling… , Well, a hundred people were slaughtered and killed by sword wounds.]
【I’m alive thanks to them.】
【I was involuntarily relieved.】
“Dark Demon…”
I took a look at the surroundings while saying the name of the sword demon written on the note.
The site of a building where only the pillars remain.
In the past, it must have been a hiding place or temporary residence for the person who wrote this note.
Then there are three keywords you can get here.
‘Distant Mart’, ‘Pile of Over Hundred Corpses’, ‘Sword Demon’.
The problem here is that we don’t know if this sword demon is really a searcher or simply a boss in this area…
Aside from that, there is a small sense of goodwill.
How well did he use his sword to be called the Sword Demon?
In the meantime, Juyeon, who was looking at the note together, asks me.
“What the hell is written on this note?”
“… ?”
What is he saying all of a sudden?
Even though the handwriting is a bit bad, I can’t help but recognize the handwriting written in Korean… , What.
I hope this… , Is it only visible in Korean to my eyes?
“Sister.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like to follow along on the floor, the letters you see here?”
“Uh… , Wait for a sec.”
Jooyeon moved while holding a stone scattered across the floor in her hand.
The handwriting he wrote was a language he had never seen before in his life, the origin of which was unknown.
I asked her again.
“Therefore… , Noona, all the letters written on the note now look like this.”
“Huh… Aren’t you?”
Shall I tell the truth, or shall I evade it?
After thinking for a moment, he opens his mouth.
“To my eyes, it looks like Korean, not strange letters like my sister wrote on the floor.”
“Uh… , Really?”
When I tell her what is written exactly as it is written in her half-doubt, she finally makes a face of understanding.
“It seems to be true.”
Maybe this is a device.
Something like a security system that is only allowed to 504 people with the ‘person with qualities’ trait.
Otherwise, I can’t explain why only I can read it.
Hastily opens up
“For now, let’s continue our search based on what’s written here.”
If you ask why only you can see it, it will take a long time whether you tell the truth or lie as an excuse, so we have no choice but to change the subject for now.
“Ah, yes. I said it was a mart far away… ?”
“Yes. It probably doesn’t have a shape left, or it will remain vague, so you’ll have to look closely.”
“OK got it.”
I search my surroundings and walk slowly through the city center, thinking about it.
This is the world of Apocalypse.
Obviously, the only means of transportation for those who set out to find food is their two legs.
The nearby marts are all out of food, and if you have to resort to something far away.
How far did you go?
An hour or two.
If that’s not the case… , Half a day?
“Sue… , It’s ambiguous.”
I’ve gotten quite a few big keywords, but this alone isn’t enough.
I know because I’ve been to a place similar to this one, but the size is no joke.
Searching for a mart in a situation where you don’t even know which direction it is is an inefficient action.
“I can’t. After catching some more monsters…”
The moment I was about to finish the words to continue the search.
I could feel the presence around me.
Dozens or hundreds of pairs of eyes filled with hostility felt in all directions.
Front and back, as well as both sides.
Zombies run at furious speed regardless of direction.
Wow!
I guess I was surrounded.
