Returners Guild Must Grow Properly

Chapter 116 (Auto Generated Chapter Title)

Apparently, Hae-Hyeon and the Jewish Duke sent a message that they agreed to stay at our house... … .

I'm sure I would have skimmed through it.

I said as I stepped up the stairs.

"Huh. So anyway, look at Deseul-sama.”

“Wait a minute! Gil-chan!!”

Moorim-nim shouted earnestly, but I was not the one to stop at the sound. I just climbed up and opened the door of Hae-won.

“Judge, are you okay?”

No answer. He was buried in the duvet and only the sound of his colorful breathing could be heard.

I sneaked up to the master and pulled down the quilt that covered his head.

"harmful?"

As if responding to my words, her finely extended eyebrows twitched.

Whether it was because he was covered with a blanket all the way to the top of his head, or for some other reason, Hae-won's forehead was full of cold sweat.

It seems that Deseul-nim's sword is poisoned... … .

I put my hand on Hae-roon's forehead and lifted it in amazement.

His forehead was a fireball.

I was afraid that something serious would happen if I left it like this, so I looked around the room looking for something sharp.

It looked like it had to be wounded somehow and fed with blood.

I opened the drawer and saw a cutter knife. It was time to sharpen the blade and make a deep cut on the back of the hand.

"Do not… … .”

A large man's hand grabbed my hand holding the cutter knife. He felt the heat coming from Hareun, who was touching his back.

I think it's because the heat is boiling.

I licked my dry lips and turned my head. Harun said to me with his sleepy eyes.

“I’ll be fine if I lie down for a while, so there’s no need for that.”

"However… … .”

“If I’m okay, I’m okay.”

Hae-roon took the cutter knife out of my hand and threw it away.

“It’s better than that.”

"Who? I?"

"Huh… … .”

Hae-roon mumbled and answered, and then lay down. I, who was holding hands with Hae-roun, suddenly lay down next to him.

I tried to get up from my seat, but I couldn't move my body easily because of my sleepy face.

I pulled out the hand that was held by Hae-Hoon and lightly patted his hot cheek.

“It’s harmful, huh?”

My eyelids seemed to tremble, then dark brown eyes appeared. It was then that I realized that the faces we met were too close.

Swallowing his breath, he pulled his head back, Hae-roon said with a smile.

“You can’t play with a sick person, Gilma.”

“So just… … .”

“I don’t like to drink fishy things.”

In the end, it was that I didn't want to drink my blood. How precious is this? I became bloated for nothing and patted Hae-won's cheek and said.

“You’re the only one who can confirm that the magic that Deseul-sama has now has been lifted.”

“Did you come here for that?”

“And Moorim ate a bit of the basement, so you have to fix it.”

“Please stop chasing the magistrate, Gilma-sama.”

"Hate."

Hae-Hun lets out a small laugh. Then, without knowing what to do, he pulled me into his arms and muttered.

“It’s nice to be cool… … .”

He was about to throw a fist at the sound of the voice above his head, but he quietly decided to hold him in his arms.

You can't hit a sick child.

I can hear the heartbeat from the warmth that is tight against each other. It sounded like a lullaby, so I closed my eyes while listening to the sound.

* * *

It was late at night when the moon was setting when Hae-roon woke up.

It took a moment for him to open his eyes in bewilderment at his strangely light body, and Hae-roon was silently startled by the small wriggling under his chest.

'what? What?'

Hae-roon managed to cover his mouth as he was about to scream, and tried to understand the situation in front of him.

‘Why is Gilma sleeping here? Why the hell?’

I remember until I barely laid my body on the bed, exhilarated by the heat. It's like falling asleep with a blanket on top of your head with your aching hair.

He even wanted to call Doha Fortune.

However, he must have been in trouble because of Ishion, but he didn't want to be a burden. I thought it would be fine after I slept anyway.

So I fell asleep... … .

‘What is Moorim-nim doing and why are you here!’

Hae-roun wanted to cry over Do Ha-woon's face, who was sleeping soundly without knowing the world.

He was about to wake him up, but strangely he didn't want to. Even the small movements felt in his arms were enjoyable. It's like being greedy.

Hae-roon stared at Doha-un, and then turned his head away.

‘What am I thinking.’

Hae-roon sighed so softly and decided to find a guild member that Doha-un was supposed to have called.

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : Moorim! Where are you now?!

―Whoa! execution!!

“… … !!”(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

Hae-roon, who managed to resist the scream that was about to come out by biting her lip, muttered abusive language inside. He almost forgot that Dohaun was in his arms and almost got up screaming.

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : Moorim, please, a message, not a mantra. Send me a message haha;

|Pr. Moorim first coriander | : Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhhhhhhhh

A message full of crying came back from the strongest, just as Hae-won wishes. Hae-roon did not wake up Doha fortune, he checked carefully and sent a message back to Choi Kang.

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : So now uh?

|Pr. Moorim first coriander | : It's in the basement of Gil-chan's house.

“… Underground?"

After a moment of doubt, another message flew in from the strongest.

|Pr. Moorim first coriander | : I heard that the death penalty is also at Gil-chan's house ㅠㅜㅠ

But, asking why he didn't come like this, Choi Kang cried with a message.

Why isn't this coming, how do I explain this? Amman shook his head, but couldn't come up with any good excuses.

Hae-roon scratched his cheek and sent an answer to Choi Kang.

|Pr. 9 Circle Archmage | : I couldn't go due to circumstances ㅠㅠ So what are you doing now?

|Pr. Moorim first coriander | : I'm having a painful time with Desuli hyung ㅠㅠㅜㅜHelp ㅠㅡㅜ

Choi Kang added that as soon as Ishion came to his senses, he was running towards him as if he was about to kill him. Hae-roon tilted his head at the added words.

‘What the hell are you doing with Deseul?’

Rather than that, I don't know how Gilma-sama left that dangerous little bastard with the guild's precious youngest.

Hae-roon took a deep breath and moved his body carefully so as not to break Doha's luck.

At first, he felt like he had to go down to the basement.

It was time for Hae-roon to carefully get up and cover Doha-un with a blanket.

‘It’s cool… … .'

At the sudden memory that came to mind, Hae-won opened his mouth wide enough that his jaw fell out.

Obviously, the heat that had gone down seems to be rushing back to his face. No, it was obvious. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so hot.

‘… I was crazy.’

Hae-roon wiped his face once, then put Do Ha-woon's sleeping face in his eyes.

“Just one hit… … .”

If he had, he would have let go of his little hand while making a painful sound.

Hae-roon raised his hand to touch Doha-un's hair, pulled it back, and sighed deeply.

‘How can I see your face later?’

If it was Dohaun, I would casually say good morning and say hello. with a grumpy face.

The question is, can he properly respond to that greeting?

have to do it

It was not allowed to serve agitating tea.

Hae-roon hid his flushed face and got out of bed.

Then he walked towards the door. Be very careful not to make any noise and not to break the Dohaun.

But.

"Ugh… … .”

As soon as I got out of the room, I took a deep breath in the face I was facing and let out a scream. Hae-roon swallowed his saliva and glanced towards Doha-un.

Gilma, who fell asleep without knowing the world, is on a trip to the land of dreams.

‘And I… … .'

Doha Jun, who was looking at Hae-roon and his face, smiled brightly.

“The Harmful Seed.”

The limited express train to Hell is confirmed.

Hae-roon waited for Do Ha-joon's next words with a nervous face. Do Ha-jun spit out a sharp voice with a smile on his face.

“Be quiet, so that Houn doesn’t wake up.”

Then, he grunted his teeth and spoke.

“Follow me very quietly. Very quiet.”

After saying that, Do Ha-jun quickly turned his back. It was a cold gesture, enough to feel the cold wind.

Hae-roon bowed her head like a criminal and followed Do Ha-joon tumbled.

I didn't forget to close the door, wondering if the scolding might wake up the sleeping Dohawun.

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Apparently, he must have entered Hae-Hae-Won's room as the sun was setting... … .

“Why is it night?”

it's dark outside the window

I got up from my seat, startled. The harmful judge next to him cannot see where he has gone. Instead, Deseul's cat curled up and fell asleep.

What, when did he come in?

I scratched my frizzy hair and sent a message to the guild member who was not present.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Harmful?

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Judge.

|Pr. Shinsala (guild leader)| : Hey.

There is no reply back to outgoing messages. I don't know where it went with the heat boiling. I got up, opened the door and went outside. No, I went out and closed the door again.

It was because I saw one guild member lying on the sofa in the living room like a corpse.

Wait, I think it was two, not one?

I swallowed my saliva and carefully opened the door.

“Gil-chan… … .”

“Ahhhh!!”

"Ouch! My Ears!!”

Moorim, who was standing in front of the door, grabs his ear and jumps. I jumped too.

“You crazy bastard! What do you do when you stand in front like that? My heart was about to fall!!”

“Isn’t Gil-chan too much?! The person who said they would bring the death penalty is sleeping inside!!”

"that's… … !”

I have nothing to say. A cat woke up from my scream and came to me crying, “Wow!”

I hugged Rika and said in a fat voice.

“I slept because I wanted to sleep. I slept because I was tired.”

“Anyway, you slept! You left me alone with Desuli hyung and slept! Gil-chan is so great! You So Bed!!”

I don't know what happened to Deseul-nim, but it seems like a lot of things have accumulated. I smiled vaguely and stroked Moorim-nim's head.

Moorim, who was in a lot of pain, mumbled like a cat singing a gossip.

“Do you know how much I suffered from Desuli hyung?! They kept trying to kill me and kept knocking me down!”

“So, where are you now?”

Moorim opened the door to make it easier for me to come out and raised his finger.

Deseul-nim was buried in a cushion placed on the sofa. It was like putting his hands together neatly on his chest... … .

“… Aren't you dead?"

looked like a dead man

At my words, Moorim shouted with a face like how a human could say such a thing.

"No!"

“Or not. Why is it so loud? You surprised Rika.”

- Wow!!

Rika struggles in her arms. I think she meant to get down.

Sometimes he comes to me asking for a hug, and he looks just like the owner, so he does it his own way.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Rika went down to her floor and went to the sofa where Deseul was sitting while waving her tail softly.

Then.

“Awkward… … !”

He jumped up and took a seat in the middle of Deseul-nim's name. Deseul let out a moan of pain, but I ignored it.

“When did you come up from the basement? Judge?”

“It’s been about an hour since I came up from the basement, so I’m going to sleep here today.”

"What? Who?"

“It’s Gil-chan’s older brother.”

At that, I asked with my eyes wide open.

“Is your brother home?”

“Yes, are you in the basement with the death penalty now?”

ruined.

“The crack in the wall… Have you seen my brother?”