Dungeon Maker

Chapter 44 # 3 She was holding her in his arms.
A woman with black hair and purple eyes was never ordinary.
But I did not care. The woman, who is considered heterogeneous to the human beings of this world, was just a woman to her.
She was beautiful, wise and sweet. And I decided to love myself.
That was enough.

Myself.
I blinked my eyes. The woman disappeared. I saw a man wearing a lion hide. Even though he was sitting so big, he was at eye level with himself.
The man said. It was a reasonable statement. Unlike the barbarous appearance, he was always rational.
It was not a lie, but he nodded his head in a short horse with strong power. But I did not follow my words.
The man did not get angry. I felt like I knew I would be there in the first place. As always, I stood up from my seat. I watched back.

I walked a few steps back. The surroundings have changed. Two women stood at a distance. I could not stand side by side, but one side hugged the other side, but their faces were different.
The blonde lady with red leather eyes was staring at the woman with red hair trying to cling. But I did not push her out. The woman in red hair laughed at the action of the blonde woman. More intensely and intimately.

It was familiar sight. The eyelids covered the eyes and more things came to mind, and then they disappeared again.

The last one that appeared was a woman of red skin and a watery hair. There was a bull-like horn on the head of the red man.

He pulled the woman 's waist firmly and said. It was the word that I always put in my mouth to follow.

This time I nodded my head. But it was the same as what I did to the man who turned the lion 's skin over.
I could not hear you. I was not allowed to be with myself until the end.

I turned around. There was an endless stairway under the blue sky. I looked down from there.

The prize and the prize overlapped. Eyes and eyes were mixed. Yongho looked up from the bottom of the stairs to the person who was 'self' until now.

Hello.

"Mamon."

A voiceless voice came out. Man on the stairs – King of greed Mamon grinned. Instead of standing still and looking down, I sat down on the stairs with my buttocks.

And Yongho felt intuition.

This was not a conversation. It was a one-way notice. Standing right there was like the fantasies of the past.

Mamon broke his chin. Two large horns replaced the crown. The rest of the horns were hidden, so I did not know how many horns I had.
It was an illusion.
It was obviously just an illusion.

However, Mamon 's eyes had a variety of feelings. It was good to be angry and sweet.

"Facing here is … I guess you are a special guy in my descendants. Not only did he have the power of greed, but a special guy who even came from this world. I wonder if a guy like you was born a few years after I died. I wonder how much it resembles 'kite'. Do not you think there are traces of kite because blood is mixed too much? "

A woman with black hair and purple eyes.
Mamon took his hand off his chin. I felt sorry for the expression.

"Sadly, you are not yet qualified. I can not tell everything. But I do not think it's time to qualify. "

I wanted to ask what you mean. But the voice did not come out. It was impossible even to climb the stairs. Nailed in place, Mamon stood up from his seat. I opened my arms.

"My child. Keep this fact in mind. I have always been faithful to my desires. So I do not regret my choice. "

So he did not listen to the man who wrote the lion 's skin and the words of Gion Zion. Because I loved it, I rejected the wind of Scarborough. I did not have to end together.

"O child, the new greedy king. I hope you too. "

Momon smiled. Yongho, facing the smile, had no choice but to accept Mamon's words.
Momon turned around. He slowly climbed the stairs. I went ahead with only the back of the king.

Looking at his back, Yong Ho heard his head more. I climbed up to the sky that stood at the end of the stairs. And I realized.
That sky.
It was not magic. It was not handed over either. Something else

The darkness captivated the light. Yong Ho lifted the eyelids.

"Great!"

I breathed in one breath. I saw my father swinging with a panic on his face. The voice of Katarina was also heard.

"Yes!"

I felt my chest. The momentary balance collapsed, Yong Ho rushed to reach the ground. Katarina grabbed the waist of such a dragon.

The top was peeled off. It was precisely torn out. The metal plate, split into dozens of pieces, was attached to the left chest like a tattoo. It touched the side of the beast, which extended like a wound to the claws of the beast.

It did not hurt. It was rather cool. Something that was blocked was a feeling of getting out of the way.

Yongho closed his eyes naturally. Greed was felt. Greed has eaten something new. I was able to do something I could not do before.

Attributes. Things that were devastated but eventually could not be magnetized.
Greed awakened the lightning of Agares. Land, which was a land worm's property, also awoke along with the lightning.

I felt light and darkness in succession. The earth, flame, wind, water, lightning, light, and darkness, called the Seven Properties, all shine in greed.

Strength was present. But everyone became the power of Yongho. Even those other than the Seven-Eleven attributes can now be attributed to Yongho's attribute power.

Yongho woke up again. I caught up with a stronger greed. I smiled effortlessly to calm the anxious face of Katarina and her father.

all right

"Is it really okay? Not hurting? "

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Mammon's purpose was twofold. Strengthening of memory and greed. Among them, the tradition of memory was incomplete. However, only the strengthening of greed was done properly.

'Exactly … I feel like learning to deal with greed. "

The know-how you can get if you have been dealing with the power of greed for a long time. It seemed to have gotten it at once. Greed and Yongho had a sense of unity that their will was united.

Yongho, who pushed Katharina carefully, resumed her sitting position again. The reporter, who looked at him quietly, sighed as if he had left a sneak.

"It is a new story, but the blood of the devil is flowing in my house."

"Blood is also flowing."

Yongho said bluntly. One of the tradition memories flowed naturally.

"Our ancestors. So he married Mammon and gave birth to our ancestors. It was not a pure man, but a half man. It is fuzzy. The name was Kite. "

Katarina, who does not know what the fugitive is, blinked with her embarrassed face. The reporter, who had been a little nervous, soon regained his temper and said.

"It's an unbelievable birth secret that's unbelievable, but not surprising."

It was a thousand years ago, and it was an incredibly remote ancestor.
Yongho also nodded because he thought it was quite new. The descendants of the devil, the devil, and the descendants of the devil were like that. It was a thousand-year-old family mixed with human blood for a thousand years.

The legacy inherited for a thousand years is now in the heart of Yong Ho. Moreover, it did not seem to be removed.

A reporter who looked around the clock on the wall stood up from his seat. I told Yongho and Katarina that I wanted to stand up in a reflexive manner.

"The night was deep. Today I grow up. I put a seat in your room. "

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The reporter went over Yongho and opened the door. It seemed that I was going to direct the room directly.

Eventually, Yong Ho also rushed up from his seat. Katarina also came to the living room along with the two. However, there was a little difference in the way of the next thousand journalists.

Instead of heading to the room of Yongho, the reporter headed toward the front door. I did not forget to put a coat on the living room sofa on the way.

"I'll go out and have a drink. Maybe I will come in late in the morning. "

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What does this mean now? Yongho himself came back in a few months and is going to me? No, do you meet someone at this time rather than drink?

In the appearance of Yongho who is bewildered, the reporter kicked his tongue out. I just opened my front door after I had a blind eye. It was like a wind.

Yongho reminded me of my father ' Then there was something very natural.

gulp.

Yong Ho, who swallowed the dry saliva without knowing it, turned around quickly. Likewise, instead of taking a swinging Catharina, he opened his own visit.

In the middle of the floor.
There were two pillows, one was futon.

It was a sight that could be understood at once even though it was different culture. Yongho and Katarina blushed. I once again swallowed the dry saliva.

It was dark and quiet.
It seemed to hear a heartbeat even though I was covering a thick cushion.

It was a little bit, but I panted my breath. Yongho could not detect his eyes and looked at the crazy ceiling.

Actually, nothing was special. This was not the first time I lied side by side. I have not been to Katarina on the floor for a few days.

Dala How is it! "

It was. It was different too. It was never the same situation.
There was no Eligos. There was no Lucia. There was not even Ophelia to open that door right now and put it down. Even Amon did not react unlike usual. It seemed as if I was asleep.

Katha
"Ca … … "

Almost at the same time, a voice came out, and at the same time it fell. In extreme tension, Yongho squeezed out his voice.

"Tell me first."
"First of all … … "

But this time, too. The voices crumpled and scattered in the air.

In a situation that seemed like a lie, Yongho closed his eyes tightly. I chose to breathe again for courage.

But it was then. There was something touching the fingertips. It was the hands of the catarina who had caught several times, of course, as well as today. But it was exceptional. It was just like touching my fingertips.

I did not know if it was moving first, or if it was Catharina. Hands and hands came into contact. The pods naturally fell.

"Last wish … Is it still valid? "

When Yongho woke up, Katarina said. It was a long but clear voice. Yongho turned his head. The catarina lay on his side and was looking at this side with his ears stretched out.

Yongho did not move. Katarina carefully stretched out his hand that did not fit with Yongho. I approached her face to Yongho.

Again, Katarina closed her eyes. The breath reached, and the lips reached in succession. The shy kiss did not end there.

The tongue just seemed to melt. The heart ran rough like it would burst at once. The saliva that I tasted for the first time was so sweet.

'Are you too good?'

Yongho was embarrassed. Katarina's kiss was obviously awkward. But it was truly fascinating. This was my first time, and it was ridiculous to notice that I did not do well, but Yongho was convinced. Good job. That too. whopping. Katarina recalled that half was a succubus.

The breath that was broken was followed again. My breath was on my lips.

Yongho, who opened his eyes gently, swallowed again without knowing it. I saw the eyes of Katarina wandering from the cheek with the redness to the do not know what to do. It was so lovely to be ashamed and embarrassed.

I naturally touched the cheek. It was hot. Yongho laughed, and Katarina slightly pulled her lips. Staggered ears stood stiff as if they were tense.

Yongho touched his ear on the cheek. I once again adjusted my lips.

The reporter came back in a leisurely pace until lunch time was over. The son, who could see through his eyes and see what he was thinking, sat in a very comfortable position on the living room sofa.

Is this the face of the whole world?
The reporter, who made his eyes like his son last night, took a seat on the sofa.

This time, Yongho first opened his mouth.

"Father, what about the store?"

"Today is a temporary holiday. Did you forget that you told me you'd be back tomorrow? "

Yesterday was already in business, there were customers in the store, I could not help it. But it was not today.

The usual morning Katarina was poisoned more late today.
In a slightly awkward way, Yongho prepared lunch. There were always three people at the kitchen table, which was always occupied by only two people. Like the old days.

And a day like a dream again passed.

Yongho, full of burdens to take to the palm tree, tore the scroll to create a new twist. When Mamon sighed, a large space door formed from the twist.

"I'll come again."

I could not go with my father. It was not yet time. There was a high possibility that a new war would take place in the magical world.

The reporter knocked on his shoulder. I did not feel sorry for my son who did not put his word to go with me.

"My son. As always, I respect your choice. So be good. Do not go anywhere. Promise me?

I glared at one eye. At that moment, Yongho could see.
My father had already noticed. Not only is his speech not true, but even the fact that Magi is never a safe and peaceful place.

I could not fool my father either. He was the one who sees all of Yongho himself with his eyes.
I'm your father.
You are your parents.

The reporter slapped Yongho's shoulder. Instead of embracing it, I took a step back and spread the distance.

"Stop now."

"Yes, father."

Yongho laughed. Katarina gave up his lips a few times and eventually gave up making greetings. I replaced my mind by bowing back to the reporter.

The reporter also laughed. I started to chase it with a hand gesture.

Yongho took the hand of Catharina. Finally, after he had pasted his father, he threw himself at the door of the room.

The reporter stood still and looked at it. The door of the room was closed, and finally, after the war had completely disappeared, it stood so for a long time and turned around.

'The blood of the devil flows in our house.'

It was only about four years after I said this.

The reporter went out of his room. Indeed, after a long time, I started to see blue light, and laughed and closed my visit.
It was time to open the store door.

Chapter 44 – The Legacy of Mamon, Chapter 45 – Preparations.

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