Chapter 83 – Episode 83: Desire Relief 4
I look at the screen again, escaping from Lee Ha-rin’s desire to serve at the level of providing water and food.
The moon, which had risen high, had slipped down before I knew it.
She must have been in a daze, unaware of the passage of time as she was languidly served in the bath.
The only thing I’ve experienced is hot water and underwater fella, but time passed similarly to Han Ye-ji’s delusion of her.
‘Kim Ha-eun is here.’
As if she hadn’t finished packing her things yet, she found Kim Ha-eun sleeping in a single-person dormitory with a pile of boxes surrounding the bed.
There is not much time left when I think about the daily life of the incarnations that wake up from dawn, but curiosity led me.
There are only three incarnations, but it would be embarrassing to stop after seeing only two.
You have to see them all at once.
Grab her mind her and enter her lucid dream her.
The huge ritual during the day must have left quite an impression, so today’s lucid dream is not at the gym, but at the academy.
I immediately approached Kim Ha-eun, who was working hard at the academy grounds.
“Ah, Constellation, are you here, Kak?”
“For now, go to sleep.”
Ha-eun Kim, who was running with her rough breaths, stood in front of me and before she could catch her breath, she stabbed her forehead in the same way.
She’s not good at mana handling, so she has to act like this to be able to handle the authority comfortably.
“Ummm, what are you doing?”
“Don’t resist and go in.”
In the meantime, Kim Ha-eun does not fall into unconsciousness thanks to her excellent magic response ability her.
I touched her forehead a few more times after holding out like that.
After hearing my words, she reflexively clung to her lucid dream.
I release the magic that surrounds her body and falls into unconsciousness at will.
In the midst of this, look at her resisting her lucid dream her, for real.
Following Kim Ha-eun, who is slowly sinking into the unconscious, I head to her unconscious world.
What you see in front of you is a battlefield. I thought I’d seen it before.
What Kim Ha-eun was most impressed with was the burning tyrant’s event.
It is her desire her to go crazy for the way she wipes out her monsters.
There is nothing more boring than seeing what you saw again.
I read famous masterpieces again, but is there any reason to repeat such a simple dream?
She tried to leave right away with a bit of disappointment, but when she looked closely, Kim Ha-eun was not there.
Before, they were firing their cannons like an army of burning tyrants, but not today.
So, do you have other desires?
Curiosity led me to the battlefield.
What you see before your eyes is a bombardment that rains more than raindrops from high in the sky.
A battlefield where the earth is overturned by showers of red pillars of light, lava soars, and monsters are smashed.
When I approached the battlefield and looked at it through the eyes of an observer, it was very different from my last dream.
“Push, push, push!”
“Ooh, ooh, ooh!”
“The flow of providence will be with you!”
“One lantern will light up the battlefield!”
In the midst of the earth turning over and lava rising
There were muscular women engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the monsters in unison with savage cries and sweaty slogans.
Just as primitive people hunted mammoths, muscular masses pushed building-sized monsters to one place.
People wielding cold weapons step on the clouds and wind and run among the monsters.
Beyond the hills, modern troops with self-propelled guns and tanks fire non-stop artillery fire,
Incarnations hanging from game-like turrets duplicate bullets in the air.
When the blurry light draws a picture between the laser beam and conventional ammunition,
Flames, thunderbolts, chunks of ice, and poisonous smoke flow out from within, destroying the monsters.
‘All-Star Game?’
Warriors in flying uniforms, knights in steel armor,
Sorcerers in fluttering robes with jeweled staff, hunters in animal skins swimming beneath the surface,
Even armored personnel carriers with small generators attached to their backs and charging with huge heavy weapons.
All the incarnations of the world were gathering to kill the monsters.
The appearance of monsters is also not ordinary.
A monster with tentacles that are several tens of meters long crawls like an octopus living on the ground and spews ink, and black poison mist rolls in.
. The forearm-sized man-eating locusts swung their wings like blades and came like clouds.
A group of bizarre-looking beasts use their comrades as shields and rush at them even in the midst of artillery fire.
It endures with excessive firepower, but the number of heads is clearly insufficient.
‘So where is Kim Ha-eun?’
And in all those scenes, Kim Ha-eun did not exist.
Is it her desire to watch them wipe out the monsters?
No other action movie in the world could be more spectacular.
There are more than 10 constellations that are classified, and there are thousands of incarnations, but who would dare to implement this in CG?
Just looking at it makes me feel refreshed. But it’s hard to see it as an unconscious desire.
As I was thinking so, I heard a gloomy trumpet sound from somewhere.
I don’t know if it’s a trumpet or a horn, but a low, dull sound that cuts through the noise of war and rings in my ears.
At that sound, the incarnations on the battlefield drew their attention to one place.
The ridge opposite the hill where the soldiers were stationed and provided artillery support.
Beyond the smoke and dust, a handsome man with a flag appeared with the sunlight at his back.
No matter how you think about it, that was me.
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The first to react was the army, one step away from the battlefield.
From a soldier loading a self-propelled gun to a soldier aiming a rifle nervously in the trenches.
Various words rise and fall in the mouths of the soldiers who were breathing heavily without distinction between men and women.
A nightmare that swallowed a nightmare, a dream that lives and breathes, a purple uniform, an old soldier who never dies, like a returning incarnation
Unfamiliar words flowed from the lips of the soldiers.
Not only the soldiers who seem to be in the thousands, but also the generals with fancy marks on their epaulettes.
It was recognizing me with a flag on the hill.
Then there were the incarnations.
The muscle masses hold a steel block larger than a man and weave a square.
Knights and Murim people form the front line, and magicians, psychics, and gunmen form a tight band in the back line.
It was only after seeing that appearance that Kim Ha-eun’s desire was clearly understood.
An influence that is not inferior to the incarnations representing the north, south, east and west.
It was so majestic that the army and incarnations would respond on their own, even if the flag was shown at most.
Are you saying you want to stand on equal footing with the burning tyrant?
Even if the ambition is big, it’s too big.
Its influence, after being simplified in the unconscious, was being revealed in the form of a show of force.
No matter how you look at it, it’s a desire that’s far from a sweet atmosphere or lasciviousness.
I decided to give up the rice cake cake and observe what Kim Ha-eun’s unconscious was doing.
A purple bow patterned flag on a white flag. The flag is a little blurry, probably because the pattern was not specifically decided.
Beyond that, you can see the familiar purple hair. Needless to say, it must be Kim Ha-eun.
As she stretches her purple magic, her magic she invades her ground like a stream of water running down her slope.
Should we call it a purple lake, or should we call it a giant carpet?
Like a world in a dream, unbelievable magic covers the battlefield.
The earth is being eroded by purple magic, so it blooms like a haze into the air.
Just as water fog covers the field of vision, the light purple magic fog covers the world so that one cannot see even an inch ahead.
In her purple haze, Haeun Kim spreads her huge wings.
Without shouts or spirits, the low, melancholy sound of the horn rang out again.
And various things come out of her fog and start pushing the wire.
There were soldiers in military uniforms and incarnations in uniforms like Kim Ha-eun.
But what stands out are other beings.
Clearly heterogeneous beings who are not monsters, incarnations, or soldiers.
Pierrot flies up from a bunch of balloons and smashes the heads of monsters with a wooden mallet.
Her red-painted lips are torn down to the bottom of her ears, and whenever she smiles, the shark teeth in her big mouth are visible.
The little one is stained red with sticky saliva, as if it had been bitten to death.
A tall woman wearing a white mask trudges in the middle of the battlefield.
Some monsters will pounce, but if stabbed in the side or just below the foreleg, they will slither on the ground.
Keeping, making a sound and disappearing. At most, it was an achievement achieved with a single kitchen knife.
A woman with her limbs twisted grotesquely like spiders, crawling across her floor with her body she turned upside down.
Snatching small insectoid monsters with her hair.
Out of the shadows, the long beast’s arm rises and drags it into the ground.
A bizarre looking bird descends from high in the sky and snatches up monsters of appropriate size.
A scene that can only be seen in a parody of a third-rate horror movie.
“Reinforcements! Reinforcements are here!”
“Don’t miss the momentum! Push now!”
It’s a bit absurd from my point of view, so I laugh out loud, but what can I do?
This is Haeun Kim’s desire. Not killing the monsters, but driving them out of the continent and preventing them from setting foot.
Thus, he completes his parents’ revenge his and no one loses his family like he did.
That was her desire her.
Han Ye-jina, who is led by a wild older man and dreams of a movie-like first night,
Isn’t her Constellation’s backside and attendant more admirable than Lee Ha-rin, who harbors jealousy, saying that she’s enough for herself?
‘Then should I just look around and leave?’
Seeing Kim Ha-eun spreading her magical wings and being praised by the soldiers and incarnations, she did not dare to approach.
She saw the monsters dying like swarms of pesticide rats.
Still, I thought I would make sure to relieve her stress her.
‘Still, that’s a bit embarrassing.’
Everything else is fine, but seeing myself marching forward with a flag is a bit embarrassing.
What is it, is she the goddess of liberty leading the people from the paintings I saw in my previous life?
She is like a woman advancing with a flag in front of the citizens
It was a little embarrassing to see her holding a flag and holding a poop in front of the advancing incarnations.
It’s fortunate that it’s an unconscious world where no one else’s eyes are on you.
I’m used to hiding in the dark and putting a blade down her side of her,
Leading in front of others like that doesn’t suit my personality.
I’m a little sorry, but I don’t think I’ll be holding a flag like that next to Kim Ha-eun.
