Chapter 204 – Episode 204: The Terror Live 3
For each work, a specific medium contains a certain meaning.
To put it in a difficult way, it’s like that, and to put it simply, it’s a kind of cliché.
If you reassure yourself that it wasn’t a big deal in a horror movie, something special will happen.
If a helicopter appears in an action movie, it is a role that explodes and crashes soon.
The angry muscular bald head is a powerful enemy that threatens even the protagonist.
If a kid wearing glasses snoops around a detective, someone will surely die.
Of course, there were quite a few similar clichés in this world where men and women are reversed.
Beast race males look easy-going, but they are shy characters when they are in heat,
The reason why Moorim men wear loose clothes is because they are big and loose.
In the internet world full of cyber ghosts, there are a lot of clichés close to obscenities.
‘It was something I didn’t really want to know.’
Instead of the theory of mind-body virginity, young people talk about the three-muscle theory of levator muscle, abs, and back muscles.
Among them, there was a cliché that did not change throughout the past life and the present life.
“Even if I couldn’t learn new tricks, I didn’t forget the ones I learned.”
The old man, a retired soldier, is fucking strong.
And that bitches walking around with their eyes open are dangerous.
Old women with all those clichés were right in front of me.
“That bitch greases his tongue her, not his joints her.”
“I’d like to have a bit of tobacco instead of lubricants…”
“Fuck you when you’re old, if poisonous poison spreads, the concealment room will be robbed.”
The gray-haired old woman muttered while fiddling with her eyepatch her.
The answer is an old man with a full beard that looks like something out of a pictorial.
People who have a strong impression that it is hard to forget once you see them once, with scars, fedoras, and prosthetic limbs.
The only thing that suddenly appeared elderly people have in common is that they are dressed in military uniforms.
Lee Ha-rin, who saw this, made a breathless sound this time.
The eyes of the elderly are lightly bent at the fuss resembling the cry of a seal.
“Kuh, look at that. We’re not too old yet.”
“Arthur, Arthur. You know it because you’re an inkling at the academy. Even if you go out on the street, no one will recognize you.”
“I’ve been talking about getting old like that.”
Lee Ha-rin is thrilled whenever one of the elders opens her mouth.
At this point, even because of her, I wonder who they are.
Well, of course, they must be Svetlana’s comrades-in-arms.
Even if I put aside Lee Ha-rin’s creaking reaction,
It’s because he’s been matched with an old white military uniform full of hand stains.
However, he opened his mouth again because of his unquenchable curiosity.
“Weren’t we all gathered just to talk about that?”
Gradually, because of her status as a Constellation, even elderly people over 100 years old naturally speak in a flat language.
She looked at the faces of the elderly, feeling that the remnants of her former K-Confucian boy were gradually disappearing.
Wrinkled faces that were out of the world and didn’t place much significance on me being a Constellation.
Exactly, is it close to the attitude that you don’t know much about it except for revenge?
Contrary to the voice that throws jokes, the blunt face shows restrained emotions.
Even if you look at that part, you can feel that he is from a special unit.
“Sure, these old ones don’t have long lives, so I’m using them a little more efficiently.”
An old man in a bowler hat from the back step forward.
The bizarre combination of a military uniform, fedora, and pipe stands out.
If there were no scars, I think I would go around the web community under the name of an elderly model.
As I was thinking that, something fell out of sight once again.
It was clearly in front of my eyes, but why couldn’t I see the sleeves and forearms beyond it?
Did you put your hand in the air and take it out?
“Could he be the culprit?”
“It’s an abandoned end. I heard that the Constellation-nim reads people’s memories brilliantly. Do you like the present?”
… So, people.
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An old man in military uniform with a pipe in his mouth, wearing a fedora.
An old woman with long scars on her cheeks and both hands replaced with prosthetic arms.
An old woman with a prosthetic leg covered in scars, one head larger than the others.
An old woman with one eye cloudy and the other covered with an eyepatch.
If you add Svetlana to that, it is a combination of four female and one male points.
Having said that, it’s really a combination of special forces that can only come out of a movie.
Of course, reality cannot be said to be as beautiful and fun as in the movies.
“I just came in on a boat, and this bitch put on a wetsuit and tried to leave the island.”
As the old woman giggles, the long scar wriggles like a snake.
Tuk-tuk, the fear that spreads every time the blade of a military greatsword taps the cheek of her.
At this point, the woman who desperately pretends to faint is rather like a victim.
‘Could it be that someone with dementia could drag an innocent person?’
Long straight brown hair, apricot skin, and freckles on her cheeks.
Just looking at his normal appearance his, he seems to be from the western continent.
Because he was kidnapped by a scarred veteran, he pretends to faint until the end.
By the way, is it true that we met by chance while on a boat?
Thinking about that, I glanced at the elderly and our eyes met.
An old woman with an eyepatch giggling as if she had read my mind.
“Well, the harbor is full of patrol boats, so I docked at the point I looked at when I was young.”
“Point?”
“What, what are you talking about. I knew a lot of things from my youthful energy… Even if the academy strengthened its internal defenses, it wouldn’t change the island’s topographical features. Anyway, most of the bitches trying to sneak into the academy would-“
Took, as she was stabbed in the side of her, he coughed awkwardly and blurted out his words of her.
Hagiya Academy is a facility built on an incredibly large island.
All ships departing from the continent and ships entering the academy are monitored.
What if you cling to a dive propulsion in the middle of the ocean like this woman in a diving suit?
Even if the academy was strict, there would be no way to catch a single person who was submerged in the open sea.
Instead of the old woman with an eyepatch who stopped her speech her, Svetlana looked straight at me and opened her mouth.
“It’s a place that even the academy knows because the cliff looks like a natural harbor.”
“Oh, then why?”
“It’s easier to monitor when we leave the things we know for sure, so we leave the academy alone. In fact, there are many cases where the academy uses it, just like calling us. So, what the Constellation needs to find out is not how we got to this island.”
“It’s not how you got to the island, it’s how you got over the academy wall that’s important.”
“Yes, that’s it.”
Since the entire academy facility is not occupied, there are many empty spaces on the island.
There are empty lots, there are coastal cliffs and caves unique to the island,
As I just said, there is also a coastal road that can be used as a port.
Therefore, getting to the island itself is easier than you think.
The important thing is how to cross the wall of the academy, which is strictly monitored.
There is a barrier, there is a psychic, a wizard is on standby, and a barrier under surveillance by the Beasts.
Isn’t it a strict four-fold barrier that was pierced once by the snake and added to the watchtower?
It feels like a wall of wailing that no one can cross
Since it has already been pierced twice in a row, everyone can’t help but feel curious.
“I can’t help but be curious because this young junior broke through that severe barrier.”
“Your junior?”
“Ah, I searched this woman’s arms and found a mark under the command of the Northern Commander. Probably a spy, right?”
The gently curling corners of the eyes and the dizzying sense of life that comes from there.
After her explanation her, Svetlana gives her signal with a light chin.
Before me and my incarnations could even react, the awl descended like a flash war.
Before I knew it, a sharp ice pick protruded from my prosthetic arm.
Pretending to pass out, the woman who looked this way cuts off the back of her hand.
“Ah, aaaaagh!”
“Looking at the mouth opening, it doesn’t seem to belong to the intelligence department or special operations department.”
“If the intelligence department or the special operations department have been spyed, then we should personally go see our juniors.”
“Hey, how much have we done?”
A woman fluttering and blood dripping from the back of her hand.
As I unknowingly frowned at that figure, the old woman with a prosthetic leg laughed.
Looking at the old woman, who is as big as a bear but has a face close to that of a snake, her mouth her opens immediately.
“From the perspective of our Constellation-nim, the scene was a bit rough—”
The way he speaks sounds like a quarrel, but the emotions he feels are obvious concerns and favors.
He is the size of a bear and has the face of a snake, but he has the kindest heart, so why is he talking like that?
If you do that, I think you will be misunderstood a lot in your life.
“It’s a table I liked, but didn’t you take a picture of the table with an awl?”
“Yes?Haha, sure! I stabbed him so gently that I did n’t even touch his bones his.”
The old woman, who laughed out loud, swung her awl and tore the back of her hand her, causing her blood to splatter a little, but it didn’t matter.
What matters is not the woman who is bleeding and squealing, but the table in my living room with her hand her on it.
Sitting at that table meaninglessly drinking milk tea with the TV on
It is a situation that has become one of the meaningful routines of my peaceful daily life.
The blood could be wiped off, but it would feel bad if it left an awl mark on the table.
“Constellation-nim, if this year isn’t enough, I think we can catch it for a few more years…”
“That’s what, you’ll know when you see it.”
“Hair?”
A large old woman grabs the struggling woman by the hair her.
Brown eyes full of tears in pain and fear.
Eye to eye meets and mana moves.
A vision that spins around.
The old women looking at this side with interest, my incarnations who secretly try to clean up the bloodstains.
And brown eyes that smile quietly in pain and fear.
I was sucked into somewhere with a feeling as if the back of my neck was being pulled.
Obviously, somewhere other than the unconscious.
