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<Scout (2)> End <Scout (3)> ─ Kill.

I could hear the communication sound. At the moment my back has cooled.

"… Are you serious?"

The Westerner asked again. But the answer was the same. The Westerner nodded calmly, holding the ball. The bald laughed and took out the double-edged ax.

"Blame your curiosity."

The moment the Westerner muttered, the environment changed. Based on the point where I was standing, the right side was all over the dark.
Kim Suho, who was next to me, disappeared into the darkness, and the bald barbarian remained in front of me.
It was a quarantine.

"… This is true. My brother always entrusted me with nothing."

What a waste. It is obvious that it is a word that refers to me, but I could not refute it because it is too correct.
There are two golden axes carved in the chest of his leather armor. It is a sort of quality mark that heroes are carving. At least two seals in gold. There is nothing except the golden ax.

"… Segregation hero, why are you doing this to Cadet?"

I once asked. The bald laughed without words. Unlike its appearance, the baldness did not seem to have many words.
The bald was silent and attracted magic power. The magic power in the double-edged ax of the man was furious. The torrent of magic power warmed the inside of the circle.
Sweat is formed on the tip of the nose, and cold sweat is formed in the back.
I can not beat that bald now. That bad ax can easily explode my skull, but there is no way I can escape from it once the veil is surrounded.

Still, there is still some way ……….
The flash of light flashes instantly.
I do not know the character of that baldness in detail.
But when you think of it as a barbarian look, it is like a strong, prideful and repulsive style.
Of course, the logic is nothing but aesthetics, but that sort of thing usually makes you nervous when dealing with sewage. It is a typical cliche that I have read and that has appeared several times in numerous novels I have written.

Hoo …

The sigh was almost unconscious.
If not, there is no other way.
I chucked the Aether, which picks up rocks from the floor, in the form of pebbles.
95[CDATA[241535]]of the Aether is condensed into small pebbles, the remaining 5[CDATA[241535]]is cut like a transparent thread, tied to my wrists and weaved with stones.
Then, the lady muttered.
Awareness
The result is above the 30[CDATA[241535]]average, but it is less fortunate today. The difference of 14[CDATA[241535]]in practice is enormous.

"What? What are you going to do with it? "

When I held the stone, the baldness showed interest. I was a bit distressed. Will I throw it away without a word, or do I scratch a little nerve?

"… I think it would be enough."

I chose the latter. The instantaneous baldness of the temple was filled with blood vessels.
My lips are dry.
How will he react? Will you fight in anger, or will you look at me a little more carefully … "What confidence are you?"
The baldness keeps an eye on me. There was nothing to hide, but it was the eye that I was deliberately tearing. But there was no magic power in my blood vessels, so the balance of baldness became stronger in the near future.

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I touched the Aether stone and looked at the bald. The bald head stood still holding a double-edged ax. He did so, but he seemed to wonder how I would get out.

"Throws."

There is no reason to speculate that you will make concessions to the lineer.
I threw stones as hard as I could. The trajectory was accurate and speedy.
But just before the stone hit the sea, he tilted his head slightly to the side. The stone was empty and empty.
A thick smile spreads at the mouth of the bald.
But you do not have to be disappointed. The sea that I expected anyway.
He took off the stone lightly. My suggestion that there would be something on the stone, it made him avoid the pebble. There was nothing in the stone, and he had avoided the stone, so he would not have to worry about it anymore.

It was for now that I saved Stigma's magic power.

"Suck!"

I poured all of Stigma 's magic power into the Aether thread that connected the stone and my wrist. The magical power of Stigma explodes in a transparent Aether room. It was a flare of magic power enough to be seen with the naked eye.
At the moment, a relaxed smile disappeared in the mouth of the bald. Suddenly, the man who was perplexed by the sudden magic power combustion prepared qi reinforcement, but it was already late. Before the qi reinforcement was well equipped, the bald – headed stone returned to a far more threatening force than before and struck him like a thunderbolt.
It's fast.
With the sound of the stone cracking, the pupil disappeared into the bald eyes.
dump.
The muscular body fell to the bottom of the cave.

"······." I approached the Beetle. I have not died yet. Djinn is abnormally resilient. I had to kill him as soon as possible … I aimed for a pistol loaded with a grenade on his back. I pulled the trigger without the momentary paddle.
bang!
The backlight was clearly embedded in the back of the man.
Fusz · · · · · But the shotgun was blocked by a dense skull and could not dig into it.
The bald head turned over his head.

Galle

He spit out a big messenger. The surge price my abdomen as it is. The Aether was a form of shield that was not too late, but a huge shock sounded the whole body.
I ran into the wall and ran into it. The moment before my eyes got better. It was only a sound attack without physical contact, but a pang of intestinal rupture was transmitted.

"· · · · · · This chew, bird, chi.

The baldness wriggles in a curious manner. The face of the man is not so serious. The skin is black all over, the eyes are burning brightly, and above all, the horns of the horns are rising on the back of the head.
Devil Transformation (魔魔 化) was.
I closed my eyes and sighed.
No matter how much you fly and crawl, it is here by luck. I should have made the decision before that.

"I was not going to write this until …?"

At that time, a clear wave of purity through the body sounded in an empty cave.
I woke up in wonderment.
There was a black blade that was piercing the chest of the bald.

"this?"

The baldness fell down and fell down on the floor, staring down at the blades that penetrated itself. The body was oxidized to black dust before reaching the floor.

"······." In the spot where the baldness disappeared, there was the Boss of Chameleon Troupe.
I was a little sick.
I looked at her quietly.
She took a break, and said briefly.

Greetings.
EXAMPLES

Boss looked at me with a very calm face.
Boss of Chameleon Troupe. I do not know why she is here. Packhorse Master is set up with Chameleon Troupe.
But I do not know why this woman appears only in front of me.

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"Of course."

Boss replied sincerely, as if to say nothing.

"I was watching you."
EXAMPLES

Boss approached me without speaking and extended my business card. This time it was not Guild Business Card – Lee Xiaopeng.

[Jeronimo Mercenary ─] Jeronimo Mercenary. In modern times, it is the mercenary group next to Vast Expanse, but it is the camouflage status of Chameleon Troupe. That is to say, Jeronimo Mercenary = Chameleon Troupe.

"Jeronimo …?"

My eyes have turned.
I was really surprised, not surprised.
One of the important events I wrote was in front of me, but the objects are being reproduced quite differently.

[…] She stood before Shin Jonghak and stood. Shin Jonghak already knew her. Many times, it was a familiar person.
Greetings.
She was so out of nowhere, she did not fit the situation too much. Shin Jonghak laughed because he had no idea.
"Do not you look so often in front of me?"
"I can not help it."
She laughed a little.
"I was watching you."
Then he approached Shin Jonghak and showed a small business card.
'Jeronimo Mercenary'.
Shin Jonghak's eyes were seen in his eyes.]

* * * Hostel in Yoo Yeonha, penthouse in the 6th building.

"······." "······." "······." Three people sat on the sofa and watched each other.
It is a combination that does not match each other, but the mind that I do not want to go even led them to this place.
Yoo Yeonha was the saying in courtesy.
'I have met you like this, but would you like to go out with my meals at my house?'
It was a bad thing for anyone to see. Actually, there is not a bag of snacks on the table now, rather than night snacks.
But Rachel was willing to accept it.

"· · · · · What would you like juice?
"Afraid not."

Rachel also shook his head in the suggestion of Yoo Yeonha who could not stand the awkward atmosphere.
After that, it was silent again for 10 minutes.
When the unbearable Chae Nayun was lying on the sofa and scratched the boat half – way. "I'll ask."

Yoo Yeonha opened her mouth again. The subject he was talking to was Rachel.

"How did you know that?"

Rachel was able to understand what was inside, even though there was no object or object. It was clear that it was Kim Hajin's question.

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In Rachel's relaxed answer, Yoo Yeonha built a quack.

But… You do not know why he is hiding himself because of that? "
"······." Rachel bit her mouth. She was somewhat convinced that Kim Hajin was hiding power, but she did not know why.
At that time, Chae Nayun, who just awoke from sleep, intervened.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Hey. What do not you know? "

Then Yoo Yeonha smiled victoriously.

"Well, it's not easy to find out."

Rachel looked at Yoo Yeonha. Yoo Yeonha woke up at leisure and brought orange juice. Normally, the glasses that the wine should follow are filled with yellow soda.
Rachel looked up at the orange juice and asked.

"Does it matter if I find out something like that?"
"It's a lot different. Is not that right? Essence of the Strait is as big as a nationwide guild. "
No. I mean. "

In fact, Rachel did not have a big obsession with Kim Hajin. But she did not want to go to this woman in front of her.

"Rather than figuring out, wait until the person tells you about yourself."

Yoon Yeonha's face was cold. As I said, her background was unilateral. Kim Hajin did not ask for it, nor was it for the public good.

"I think it is more advantageous. At least I am. "

Rachel got up at the end of that.

"Then I am, but the night is too late."

Rachel walks to the front door of Thurbeck. Yoo Yeonha looked at her backwards with strange eyes.

"· · · · · · No, Mr. Ms. Why can not I just hear you? Yoo Yeonha. Did you just speak in Korean? "

And Chae Nayun burst out.

* * "After …"

The veil was scattered.
Kim Suho, a gruff face, appeared afterwards. On the ground, Djinn James was torn down, and Kim Suho had twigs in his hand.
I had intuition.
Kim Suho won by himself.
Well, Mystitaine is not even awkward if you have not awakened. Besides, that Djinn was also a class that uses swords, so Kim Suho would have had enough odds.
I told Kim Suho.

"Did you win?"
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We laughed at each other.
However, the face of Kim Suho soon became serious.

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"Yup." I thought it was a great thing to look at. "
Real How…
"Just sit down."

I first sat Kim Suho. It is a little dizzy and hard to stand.
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