"Today, I will catch Valkun. "
Against his back, he turned toward the black snow scent and said. The black snow scent that was standing around smoking turned to look at the pain. She grimaces at the only right eye and asks.
"What is the accomplishment of the blood flow method? "
"5 stars."
"What about the Thousand Horsemen?"
"The Longevity Act, the Law and the Ordinance are 3 stars. It's a 2-star ferret."
"It's too much."
I cut my horse off with a dagger as if it had nothing to think about. She turns around and looks at the pain and folds her arms.
"As far as your internal affairs are concerned, you can't catch Valkun with such accomplishments. A dog's death is the best way to earn it. "
Raw snow spits on his head. With her lips tapped into her tongue, she sticks a pipe into her waist and approaches him.
"Didn't I tell you, Master? "
Azin smiles, his teeth revealing the impending scent of Raw Snow. Azin stopped walking with a black snow scent on his smile.
"I said, I'm going to catch Valkun today. "
At that, I stopped walking and looked at the pain. There was confusion in her eyes. Yeah, he sure did say that. Today, I'm going after Valkun. But it was not understood by the smell of Raw Snow. I admit that the achievement of azin is quite high. Probably none of the players will have a better internal workmanship, and none of them will have a lot of meritocracy. Although it is heard that the toys chosen by other transcendents have reached the other Hiddenpiece, the achievement of Azin is unique, even if they reach the Hiddenpiece and are higher than Azin.
'But I can't. '
Set the milestones and add the variables. Azin's potential, his resilience, and his battle sense-- all of them added up as variables as they could, but the conclusion of the black snow scent was still impossible. It should not be. It can't be helped.
Valkun is strong.He's not just called a roaring beast, the ruler of the raging forest. The werewolf is not at a level that today's azine can handle.
"You think he's insignificant because the first wild forest is so close to here? No."
A roaring beast in the wild forest.
A patient Goblin in the Forest of Pain.
A thirsty ghost in the Forest of oblivion.
There is little difference between the skills of the boss monsters who dominate each forest. The wolf in the wild forest is the weakest compared to other monsters in the forest, but it is not even the power of the wolf king who rules it. The reason they settle in a forest without invading each other's territory is because it is difficult for them to kill each other.
"At the very least, perform the Celestial Necromancer up to five stars using the Celestial Clone Method. That's how far you'll be able to push Valkun. "
"I'll catch it today. "
In the words of Raw Snow, he smiled and replied. In response, the black snow scent creaks and makes a loud step towards Ajin. Yikes! His face turns to his side in a snap.
"Are you already arrogant, fool? I can't believe you have that much power to contribute! "
"I'm not a contributor. "
Ajin felt the stinging taste of blood on his cheeks and inside his mouth, but did not change his face. He licks the wound from the molar with his tongue.
"In any form, isn't it enough to capture Valkun? "
At the words of Azin, the smell of Raw Snow stopped. She lowers her hand, placing it on her waist.
"What are you up to? "
"You can't hold ten hands with one hand, Master. "
Azin's smile darkened. Looking at it, the black snow scent tightened its mouth. The scent of Raw Snow, who was silent for a moment, finally let out a thin sigh.
"... she certainly... didn't tell you to go after Valkun alone. "
She understood what he was up to. In the end, all you have to do is catch the valcoon in any form. That's what Raw Snow promised in the first place. Kill the roaring beast, the owner of the raging forest. I did not ask you to catch the Black Snow scent on your own.
"Suit yourself. But... you'll have to bring some definite proof. "
"What do you want? "
"Valkun's head. "
Raw Snow replied briefly. In saying this, he nodded his head loudly as if it wasn't a big deal.
"Very well, do you have a particular face you want? Smiley face? Crying face? "
"Cut out the useless jokes. "
In a puffy question, the smell of Raw Snow frowns and spits out. Ajin's attitude towards her was significantly different than before. Previously, Ajin absolutely obeyed the words of Raw Snow. I didn't mix words with her, and I listened to her every time I hit my head on the ground. I entrusted each of my actions with the control of the black snow scent, and I took it for granted and was polite as if I was grateful.
But not now. Ajin's attitude changed after he became a formal disciple of Raw Snow. The previous relationship between Raw Snow and Azin was no more than the main relationship. Raw Snow is the Lord of Azin, the Bishop of Mahidol, and Azin is a servant of Raw Snow. But not anymore. The relationship became a disciple of the teacher.
Azin betrayed Shaq and killed him. He showed his true colors to the Black Snow. It is ridiculous to postpone a loyal servant when it comes to that.
"But what are you going to use your head for? Are you trying to decorate it? Well, Master's house is so scruffy, it wouldn't be bad to have that much decoration. "
"It would be nice to see a giant wolf head hanging in a woman's house. "
When the smell of Raw Snow came out, he laughed out loud.
"Did your master care about that, too? Indeed, you must be a woman as well. "
"What...? "
The murmur of Azin twitches and looks back at him. She raises her hand and grabs Azin's head.
"Don't be arrogant! Don't climb! "
The scent of Raw Snow shifted while chanting. Azin makes a loud noise and follows behind the scent of black snow returning home.
"What about today's performance? "
I walked quickly without answering Azin's question. Azin shrugs and follows the scent of Raw Snow. She opens the door wide and goes inside. Ajin closes the open door and enters the house.
"I'm not in the mood to move. "
When he returned to the room, the black snowflake on the bed muttered as he twisted his legs. Azin, who was squatting on the floor, looked up at the scent of raw snow.
"Are you being considerate of your disciples? "
".. think whatever you want. "
The murmur of Raw Snow made him smile. Even if this body is beaten to death, there is no aftermath. You know the smell of Raw Snow.
"I have a question, by the way. "
"What is it?"
The scent of Raw Snow raises the twisted leg on Azin's shoulder and asks. Pain laughs at it, killing it. You said you're not in the mood to move your body, but this is how you want to move. Azin looks up at the Raw Snow scent for a few moments. Instead of looking at Azin, the scent of Raw Snow turns its head slightly to the side and bites the pipe. I see a slightly redder ear between my dark hair. Ajin licks his lips slightly with his tongue.
"Self-propelled. How do you use it? "
"I can't do it on your level. "
The aroma of Raw Snow was answered with a gust of smoke. Azin raises his hand and sweeps his Raw Snow scented legs. After the practice of the Marathon Law, Ajin had never massaged the body of the Raw Snow. But the elasticity of her skin is clearly remembered on her fingertips.
"Well, when? "
Ajin asks in a small voice. A hand sweeping across your calf rises to your thighs. It was more of a touching caress than a massage. The raw snow-scented flesh that felt beyond the thin hems was still full of elasticity. Raw snow scent shrugged, but did not stop Azin's shoulders as he dared to climb up.
".. it's hard for me to be sure of that level. You're a player... and the work you've done, you didn't learn it properly. "
The voice of the Raw Snow subsides like a lock. Azin smiles thinly as he feels his legs on his shoulders tremble thinly. The hand of Azin, who climbed up the Raw Snow scented bridge without stopping, touches the tip. Azin felt a soft skin and pressed it constantly.
"Beyond the, um, vindication, the sobriety, no, the judicial level doesn't matter. In order to use self-defense, it is necessary to exceed the free-spirited. At a natural level of strength."
"Enlightenment?"
".. or something. It's hard to talk about. Enlightenment is sudden and incomprehensible. "
The legs of Raw Snow flared. Azin leaned forward, grabbing the straw-scented leg across his shoulder with his other hand, in a dangerous way that seemed to fall.
"Through the Marathon method, I know that my veins are all beaten except for the Mandarin Yang vein. When can the rest be breached? "
".. that's what you do. You have the energy drain. Use it to scrape together your stamina, and if you push it at once... Ugh! "
The words of Raw Snow stopped. It's because Azin's hands are rough. The black snow scent trembles and inhales with its strong grip on the groin.
"Well, at the end of the day, you have to be persistent. That's a tough one, Master. I don't have that much time. "
Azin lays his shoulder-scented legs on the ground. The scent of Raw Snow lifts the pain of standing up, exhaling a thin breath. Ajin puts one foot on the bed.
"Reset, did you know? "
I did not answer the question. I know, but I couldn't say it directly. It is not yet time to disclose the true purpose of this game to Ajin. The truth is, when he was clearly elected a surrogate, Although he is a potential representative, it is not yet clear. Placing it down is an abhorrent gladiolus for the grapefruit, and when it's clear, the beta test in three weeks is over.
"I guess you know. "
".. there's no reason to tell. "
Seeing the silent scent of Raw Snow, Azin was sure, and the scent of Raw Snow muttered, turning its head to the side. You don't want to explain, fine. It's a big harvest just because you know about the reset scent of Raw Snow.
"Will Master reset too? "
".. the system given in this world is for your players. You can't tie me to that. "
As he leaned closer, he said in a small voice that smelled of raw snow. That's enough. If memory of black snow is not reset, the relationship with black snow can be maintained even after the beta test ends and the game is officially open. The skill level that initializes hurts the bone, but if you have experience with it and can maintain a priestly relationship with Raw Snow,
I can get back what I lost.
"Master."
Azin lets out a murmur. The extended hand grabs her shoulder. The golden man had a gorgeous anonymity called the Blood Witch, but he shrugged the shoulders of Raw Snow. Azin grabs her tightly in one hand, shoulders of black snow, and approaches her head.
"I wanted to do it. "
The words that make me blush with black snow. She opens her lips and looks at him. Azin swallows a smile and wraps his lips around the open lips of Raw Snow.