Chapter 309 – Chapter 309: Symbol 4
There are more things than you think that something discovered by chance is very useful.
Post-it notes made after a failed attempt to make glue, penicillin accidentally discovered while culturing bacteria, etc.
Even if it’s not something grandiose and historical like this, there are things I secretly discovered and used.
When playing an RPG game called Golden Desert, if you fish in a specific location, only the best fish can be fished infinitely.
A comic bookstore lady is raising a cat, but it’s annoying to play with her, so if you play with her instead of her, she’ll lend her book for free.
Such trivial but subtly helpful things have always existed in my life.
It is the same this time.
“Do you know what you did wrong?”
“I’ll regret it if you tell me.”
“Then, you didn’t know, but did you just say sorry? Hey, you’re a Constellation, and it must be hard to soothe a madman’s hysterics?”
“…”
Two incarnations whose complexions became pale due to endlessly repeating horsetailing without knowing the end.
Where are the bases who have not even enlisted in the military, let alone K-absurdity, playing the role of the boss?
When he mixes the dream horse’s pheromone properly with his busy tongue, it becomes a face that has lost its soul.
Yes, pheromones.
The power of dream magic that makes emotions and libido move by secreting hormones when the opposite sex smells it.
Normally, pheromones increase heart rate and breathing, increase blood pressure, and make sexual arousal.
In a fantasy world, the magic-enhanced pheromone possessed by this race called the Dream Horse had more power than that.
I found out while craving them, but the range of ‘sexual temptation’ that this pheromone shows is wider than I imagined.
“You still don’t know why I’m doing this?”
“Sorry…”
“I asked why, did you make me apologize? Do you think I’m such a bad guy?”
Could it be a stepping stone for immoral master-servant reversal sex?
Ironically, guilt was also an emotion that could be moved by the dream horse’s pheromone.
As a result, in less than 10 minutes at most, the two of them are on the verge of crying about their pride as women.
If I had spoken a little more harshly, the reaction would have gone so far as to make me wonder if I would hang on my neck.
Regardless of whether they were martial artists or scholars, their souls were thrashed out between their gaping mouths and they became pale.
I’ve gone this far, but if there really isn’t an answer, I don’t think there’s any point in further grinding, so I sneakily change the direction.
At this point, it seems like I’m doing something stupid because of the suspicious cancer from Apocalypse.
Seeing the two beauties at a loss relieves the stress, so should I say it doesn’t matter?
“If you don’t know, bring someone you know. Just because you don’t know doesn’t mean the other kids don’t either?”
“…?!”
“Ah, I see. Excuse me, could you wait a moment?”
But is it because he has the ability to become the head of a militia faction at a young age?
Two people who immediately grasped the situation with a single word that went in a slightly different direction than grit.
It wasn’t that they hated the Constellation, but they seemed to realize that there was something more than that.
The incarnation of a martial artist who snorts and runs straight downstairs.
The incarnation of a scholar who respectfully bows his head and pulls out his smartphone while gritting his teeth.
The hellish interview time was not my fault, but ‘someone’ in the militia.
Knowing this, how can two people with dirty tempers remain calm despite their appearance?
‘This, you fucking bitches!’
After swearing all over the floor downstairs, the sound cuts off unnaturally, probably belatedly thinking of me.
It was the moment when the incarnation of Mutupa, who had tasted a little bit of K-absurdity, naturally opened his eyes to a sharp claw.
In preparation for that, the incarnation of the scholars goes to the corner on the second floor, grabs a smartphone, and types until the knuckles of the thumb fall out.
Looking at that figure, another suspicious disease pops up, but for now, I put down the dirty chocolate in my mouth again.
Since you contacted me openly like that, I don’t think you’re reporting it to Svetlana.
If you’re still suspicious of the scholarly incarnation, you can just insist on showing your phone.
“It’s a constellation!”
I’m a little sorry for the Ah I drank, so I’m drinking water with melted ice.
With a thumping sound, the incarnation of martial arts drags two people up.
Two women who are quite small compared to Hwashin, who is quite bulky like a villainous wrestler.
There are bruises on the jaws of the downstairs, blocking out the sound and probably having a physical conversation with each other.
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Just like there are no pockets that don’t come out dust when you shake them off, if you crave something, the militia will come out with something.
My simple ignorant way of thinking worked more effectively than I thought when dealing with the militia.
Do I have to be ignorant when dealing with ignorant bitches?
Is it the water ghost Simbo who says that only I can’t die, or the desperate need to appease the angry Constellation?
As the incarnation of the martial arts goes wild, people from downstairs start to come upstairs like radishes in the field.
Of course, that didn’t mean that the bitch connected to Svetlana was immediately discovered.
“These two are winning!”
“What is suspicious?”
“Uh… I’m not a contracted person, but I learned military martial arts.”
“I don’t know what it is, but I paid money to learn military martial arts in preparation for the incarnation contract!”
It seemed like he was dragging every bitch who wanted to be suspicious like he usually treats citizens.
Of course, I don’t care as long as I watch them arguing with each other while sipping a refilled coffee.
The small guilt of harassing innocent people was buried by the nuisance of the militia.
All that remains is to watch a catfight between slender and slender beauties, befitting women who use magical powers.
For a catfight, heavy fists fly around, but of course there are no major injuries that bleed and break bones.
The body strengthened by magical power ends up with only a small bruise even when punched through a metal table.
All that remains is the immaculate inner skin exposed as the clothes, which are weak compared to the body, are torn here and there.
A level where the top is ripped to the extent that the abs are slightly exposed and the side is exposed belongs to the light axis.
From a busty blond beauty who was dragged by her breasts with her bra exposed as if she had been caught by the collar.
Even the slender beauty with her buttocks and thighs exposed, making you wonder how the hell she could get her pants ripped like that.
But on the other hand, there was only meaningless information coming and going to the point of wasting time looking at women’s bodies.
‘Did I really go wrong?’
A few incarnations of the fighting fighters raging and dragging each other by the collar or arm were repeated, but there was not much success.
Because I kept fiddling with my phone, learning military martial arts, my family is a soldier, so I’ve been late to join…
They are dragged up for one reason or another, but most of them are innocent people who don’t come out no matter how hard they grind them… ,
‘Everybody’s not an innocent bitch because she’s been involved in gang fights, vandalism, and even assaulting citizens.’
Anyway, even if it was suspicious, he didn’t stick with Svetlana.
“Constellation, I think I found it.”
“What, you first?!”
“Who.”
“I’ll ask you to come up.”
After having been arguing with the incarnations of the martial arts for a long time, the incarnation of the scholar faction finally opens its mouth.
Did you beat it so fervently that you wondered if you might have broken the screen of your smartphone with your thumb?
Both the incarnation of Mutupa and the girl held in her strong grip her stare at her stairs, gulping down her saliva.
Again and again, the sound of someone’s footsteps echoes on the second floor that has become quiet.
The first thing you see when you walk up the stairs is dark auburn hair close to black.
An intelligent beauty with a small face and large horn-rimmed glasses comes up with an excited face.
A look that can be worn even with thick horn-rimmed glasses, and a dark circle that doesn’t match it.
“Hello, Constellation!”
“… ?”
And even a greeting filled with happiness to the extent that the image of a beautiful researcher tired of working overtime disappears.
At this point, I’m a little curious about what the scholar’s incarnation said to his gang to seduce them.
In that excited voice, even the incarnation of the martial arts stare at him as if he is ridiculous, exuding negative emotions.
“You and Svetlana… ?”
“Yep! This is Natalia, who started the operation for Svetlana and the Constellation!”
Is it that you can’t read that kind of atmosphere, or do you think it’s nothing to do with martial arts?
As she introduces herself with a wide smile, two clicks of her tongue are heard from behind.
Both the incarnation of the martial arts faction and the incarnation of the scholar faction learned that the hellish thirst was justified.
They may think it’s unfair because they don’t know, but the northern continental way of thinking is a little different.
They have a unique ‘result is everything’ mentality, so in the end, it’s a situation where you have to raise one hand to cheat the Constellation.
I, a Constellation with both good and bad intentions, showed off that I was in a bad mood, so what should I do?
“Constellation, can I hit just one of those?”
“First, after we’ve had a conversation.”
“… You’re down, dude.”
“Can’t I watch from here too?”
Me sitting on a chair with my legs crossed and glaring at them, and the two incarnations standing to my left and right like Jeongseung.
And a girl who gently rubs her forearm and moves to a corner seat to watch, but is hit and kicked out.
I don’t know what she was imagining, but it’s probably not the situation Natalia, that sullen beauty, wants.
But what did you twist?
