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“It is said that Incheon is a lawless zone, but that is a story from the perspective of the government of this country. Incheon has its own rules. Warlocks are not non-humans either. But not there.”

With those words, I added the details of Esgadum’s fishing grounds.

[The author is showing great interest.

“yes! Details are life!” ]

“It really is a place where demons rule. The way we look at the devil and the way the devil looks at us are not very different. So think about it. How will they manage it?”

“… … .”

“Practically abandoned. Aung daung among the caught fish. Even in the midst of dying like that, somehow they raise their offspring, and the things they learn from watching them grow up.”

He showed three fingers.

“Woe and pain and death. because? Because that is what Esgadum is aiming for.”

I said the name of Esgadum quietly so that the people around me could not hear it.

“What is that?”

“Why are black magicians so evil? You’re from Incheon, so you know it well. Because the source of their power comes from the sorrow, pain, and death of living beings.”

The light horse nodded.

“Evils are of the same nature. So do demons. It’s so much the same that we hate each other.”

After quenching his throat with water, he continued.

“Did you think that Esgadum, the head of those demons, was fishing, and that he was retrieving dangerous humans with a magic fishing rod?”

“… … Not that.”

“Well, do that too. However, there are freshwater fishing and sea fishing in the type of fishing, and if you subdivide it, there are various methods of mooring, ice, lure, and reel.”

“… … .”

“Esgadum also enjoys sorrow, pain, and death in various ways. One time something like this happened. hey Take a breath.”

At my words, the young wild horse gulped down his saliva.

In fact, even talking about it here seems to be enough. However, it seemed good to take this opportunity to clarify the character of Esgadum.

“To understand this story, you need to know that Esgadum can become even more powerful at his own fishing spot.”

“For example?”

“You can transform. You can also create other copy objects of your own. Manipulation of the minds of meat must be something basic.”

continued on

“Once the people there were in agreement. It’s a little bit to say this, but all the existing fish in the fishing grounds died, and the next thing that was caught was the entire Moorim clan. Apparently, since only the same alumni were united without any other forces, we were able to come to a consensus.”

gulp.

The young madman’s vocal chords trembled again.

“They decided that since they had no choice but to die, they would all unite and sacrifice to save the next generation and escape.”

The young madman blinked his eyes completely absorbed in the story.

“There were a lot of really painful things over the past 10 years, but I endured it thinking of my children.

It was a time when there were quite a few children born in the fishing grounds. I shouldn’t have given birth, but it wasn’t something that people could do as they pleased. And another 10 years have passed.”

gulp.

“At that time, there was only one adult left, let’s say the village chief.”

“All but one dead?”

“At least 20 years. How much have you enjoyed fishing? Adults die slowly, or get caught again and die faster. In the end, only one grown-up, the village chief and his descendants remained.”

gulp.

“And then the day of the decisive battle arrived. The village chief gathered the children and said, Among them, he made a special request to his daughter, who had just come of age.

‘Don’t trust anyone until you get out of this hell. Anyone can be the devil.’ What would your daughter say?”

“Your father must have told you to prove that you are not a demon.”

Look at what this guy is saying… … .

“Write. You would normally cry and say yes?”

“With that being said, what next?”

“My daughter started crying silently. All the children present were crying like the village chief’s daughter. The mayor says I’m fine. I begged the children many times to die here because I would only be a burden. Then all of a sudden.”

gulp.

“Something is strange. The children were crying, but all of them were with their heads down. It’s strange. At least one person might not cry, and before that, wouldn’t it be possible to shed tears quietly with the face held upright?”

“… … .”

“The village chief bent down to check his daughter’s face for some ominous reason.”

“You must have been laughing. I was laughing! Just fake crying.”

“Were you there? answer.”

“So?”

“At that time, the village headman’s daughter, whom he had cherished even in that hellish life, threw out a word. Who am I?, this time with a big laugh. that wasn’t the end The gathered children raised their heads and laughed like crazy. All eyes were on the village chief as if he would not miss any of the village chief’s reactions.”

“That was all bait, right? To catch a village chief?”

“yes. It has to be to that extent to be called a quirk.”

wonderfully finished. Shall we eat some soup now?

After a spoonful of coolness, the guy asked again.

“Where is it?”

“uh?”

“How can I go?”

is this really crazy You want to go there even after hearing this? why not?

I couldn’t even get it out of my mouth until now.

“Come to think of it, the village chief must have known. In the end, he escaped alive, so the story was told. What kind of munpa are you? It must be a place I know.”

[ The writer admired.

“This little guy is right! The village chief must have escaped.” ]

I had no choice but to answer.

“My Master. It’s a one-and-done kill.”

* * *

The young madman was still sharpening his blade, but that didn’t completely push me away like before.

It’s not just because of my reputation. Perhaps the story I told him was to his liking.

The guy was talking about writing himself.

“Is it because of my origin? Afraid of being stabbed?”

“Hmm.”

“That’s all, while looking at the other person. Will I be a nanny to you? I’m not asking for remuneration. Just tell me how to get there. That’s it.”

“What are you going to do there? If you really want to die, there are many other ways.”

“Even if you search, I will search. maybe once or twice I’ll bring all the loot no matter what, even if I have to rummage through my stomach and spill my intestines. use me It’s a hundred times better than using other half-assed bastards.”

“… … Is there no pay?”

The young madman’s face wriggled. It was a sign of forcibly putting up with a good tea.

“As long as I can tell you the right way.”

“It will tell you properly.”

“great. If there is something coming, there must be something going. Can I tell you a secret?”

“What?”

The young madman whispered in my ear like that. Then he blinked.

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“That idiot with a big nose and a mole under his eyes… … There you are. See? You can’t even make eye contact with me, can you? Do you know why? I saw that sick man. I know.”

“what?”

“What about the guy who caught me playing with fire? Regardless of the opponent.”

“You mean you killed even a Murim master? So you’re saying it’s no fun if you play with me? This is a funny kid.”

“Now we are going to cross the line together. Can’t you even say that much?”

“good. A boy must have that level of spirit to survive in this harsh world. I like you more and more.”

Despite the praise, the boy’s expression grew darker.

“… … Everyone was like that at first.”

The guy said in a teary voice, then turned around and left.

[ The strongest person with self-interested world view, Episode 10 – 100% completion ]

[ Author’s evaluation: Oh! Gwangma Can you see the bud? Makes me want to change the main character. ]

* * *

A story told by a young madman.

The story of killing the master of Moorim would not be a lie.

He’s a genius by the way. And in the world I’ve come to live in, setting takes precedence over anything else. So that’s what you can do.

However, the Heavenly Demon Sacred Art is the pinnacle of setting. There was nothing to be afraid of like a young mad horse.

You have to grow up well.

His personality is more like that than expected, so it seems a little tough, but it’s said that the hard work is spent and the results are sweet.

The greater the suffering, the greater… … .

“Ahahahahaha. It’s fun… … .”

As if someone possessed something, a meaningless laugh came out by itself.

The left cheek and eye area of the light horse was a mess from where it was hit by that short bird.

Maybe I should have caught the honest loyalist character first, but when I was thinking that, he replied bluntly.

“Have you ever seen someone beaten? Don’t mind.”

The guy pouted to himself and said with venomous eyes, chin in the direction he came from.

“The Captains Guild has been confirmed as the Forest Guild… … . I don’t know? Forrest? Of course I don’t even know who the guild leader is.”

[ The writer has added (Guild*Forest). ]

“What about the whisper of the scent? What about Sumi Lee?”

The guy continued talking as if he was frustrated.

“All of them are the same person, but they are more famous as divine killers. I’m already aiming for that. Should I end up with this? Don’t take it lightly just because you give it. Because everything is poison.”

“Are you going to give it to me? There is nothing a child of a young man cannot do.”

“If I’m going to hit the bottom here, am I not the senior? Now, if the person who is in the government knows, what and how much do they know? Don’t forget that reality is more of a gutter than the chatter on the internet.”

“Were you a big fan of mine? Will you take care of it already?”

“Even bad guys must be big fans if they’re big fans. Anyway, it’s nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Merge at the entrance. If you want to hire more porters, just call the number. I know people who have a podium.”

“There are more porters. But where are you going to be until tomorrow? Don’t go anywhere else and grab it. Shall I scold you?”

The young madman kicked and snorted.

“Some poor beggar, you seem to have pulled it out of the gutter, right? Are you excited to die? All right, keep the promise you made. Even if I have to die, I must go there. all right? Even if you die, keep your promise and then die.”

Dude, even if you say the same thing.

I want to dry myself as much as possible, but I can’t help it. My heart goes out to that little guy.

No matter how much this worldview.

Those peers in this world are in school unless they drop out of their own accord.

It’s the first time I’ve ever experienced anything, and I’m at an age where every day shines. However, they are surviving by risking their lives for a few pennies.

Then, what the hell are you thinking, now you go to hell made by the devil.

Since the guy’s state of mind isn’t described in the novel window, it’s impossible to confirm, but this one thing is clear. The inner wound festers as fast as it festers, and somewhere there is greatly distorted.

If things were the way they were, they would have no choice but to become villains. You’ve never met a real adult.

It’s a pity.

Awesome.

What are the people of this world like? Put a scarlet letter on that little thing.

But, Minjun. Don’t worry. You’ve finally met a real adult, haven’t you? Is that the main character too? You’re going to sell it now.

[The writer is thinking about

“You said you were just going to enjoy the main character’s life? revenge? You’re not going to take care of the baby, are you?” ]

I want to raise it and eat it, why?

[The writer thinks.]

“Cultivate the ruin well and catch it.” ]

That’s why I came here.

[The writer thinks.

“Talking back to you little by little. For sundae gukbap, we filmed a very mukbang. do everything like that At the time, I thought it was a culinary novel.” ]

… … Should I turn to cookery?