Auto Hunting

The study was wide.

On the first floor of a busy mall, the reading deck and bookshelf were bloomed.

It was not surprising to him now, but I couldn't help but keep my mouth shut when I found out that it was a 'personal library’.

- It's not just for me, it's where you used to use it when I was a kid. When the child of the parliament grows to inherit the parish, he is in charge of the library for learning.

Full of very neatly maintained rooms, the smell of old paper was heavily embraced.

- You can look at the books here at any time. If you don't get in there.

The hands of a shaman, the inside of the library. You point to a sealed area with an iron gate.

- That's a restricted area, just you and me.

However,

If you want to anytime.

Yooseong can own all the books in there with just one word.

"Just one word..."

You are dumbfounded without even knowing it. After a sweet thought, the sigh shivers.

She's here to help him.

- Cardiology is not a tax cycle.

Unlike Seong-wook's thoughts,

Chinese hunters were also trained in the same way.

By relentless flow of CE through the septum, the intensity is gradually refined.

There was no air conditioning in itself.

- So what exactly does it do?

“...... ”

She didn't tap her phone.

A conflicting look on your lips.

He realized his mistake just then.

If the laws of the heart reflect the characteristics of each and every one of the clans as much as any of the other technologies, then the function will also vary greatly. Then Yooseong just asked her explicitly about her family's vision.

‘Yes, it's always interpretation and advice. ’

That's all the help the Red Dragon Society has to offer. I don't know if I'll give it to him first, but I also don't want him to cross the line first.

- I'm sorry.

“Oh, no. ”

It was a pouting, pouting expression. A little, but the surroundings are hot again.

And then I remembered something.

"Ah!”

The smoke opened a drawer on one side and pulled out a small spine (37656;). It was an object that even Yooseong knew.

A 25g piece of metal, a rhombus with puffy sides.

When practicing error,

It was almost the first phase of the training tool.

In the early days of failing to maintain the error, we practice releasing even Corona with our fingertips.

“Oh, brother. ”

She puts her index finger there.

“My finger... do you want to touch it? ”

“...... ”

It was not for any other reason that he hesitated.

Does she know that, too?

“Oh, it's not hot. I won't make it hot. I promise."

“Hmm.”

But as soon as I gently wrapped the detector around him,

“...... ”

Like the hand warmer that started the fever.

The temperature of the hands begins to rise.

"Oh, I don't mind. It's not getting any hotter. ”

Like he said, the smoke was under control.

Soon.

Yooseong felt that his breathing had changed.

Just like the last time she fainted from her veins. The breath her body remembers.

“Ugh.”

It was not because it was hot that Yooseong was surprised.

Sung-wook also once held the detector of Yooseong like this. By touching the finger, you can feel roughly how much of the error flows into the sheave and also estimate the amount of CE going out to Corona depending on the degree of extra weight being pushed.

Sweet.

The chute pushed from the tip of the hand of the paralysis.

I was pushed back and forth by an extra 15-gram.

‘Write it down?! ’

Because I was holding the clamp detector,

I knew Yooseong.

This practice is not about making errors and pushing them away, it's about blowing corona small and pushing the chute back and forth.

So it has nothing to do with skill or proficiency.

Anywhere.

How much CE is released.

The pressure that Corona exerted was determined by that… CE, which I'm sure felt in the smoke detection, was much less than when the meteors in the past pushed the same weight.

Yooseong picked up a pushed chute and tested it himself.

As expected,

He pushed the weight two centimeters away, and he had to release more CE into Corona.

- This is our new red dragon puppet.

“I see.”

With a firm expression, Yooseong nodded.

Then I bowed my head.

“Thank you."

The parable was a hint.

Even if I can't talk directly about the family's secret, To catch a hint of his character somehow.

“No, it's okay. This much.”

Very quietly, he added behind the smoke.

“Last name... for my brother. ”

I felt like he was grading to 1/3 of his size at the moment, but Yooseong nodded his head and fixed his eyes on his phone.

- So let's make a paper copy of what's in the phone and open it. Easy to interpret.

Above all, focus on this.

I just wanted to come here and ask you, and do my best to do what I can.

More than that, it's best to pay the price.

All right!

Squeeze in tight.

Yooseong sat next to the mourning with a copy.

And exactly 15 hours later.

"What is this? ”

I groaned strangely.

...

Zixia fistula.

The result of a thousand years of volcanic history was not so difficult to interpret.

How to breathe in and out.

In addition, the location of each septum required for the new air operation was marked with the name Blood.

And then...

"This is it?!" ’

I didn't tell Yooseong.

I also groaned in my heart.

"Some are old fashioned…"

This is mostly a footballing exercise, and the body organs used during the exercise have lungs, hearts and various muscles.

It's a level of explanation.

It was not the only information needed to learn some stages.

How much CE should be supplied for which timing of each taxonomy is required to operate.

Instead of those details, all I could think about was the buzzing. What is the relationship between Yin and Yang and the human body and spirit, and the harmony of heaven and earth….

“It's just a poem, right? ”

It is literally Yooseong.

Crazier and more jumpy.

I have something to say to him.

- That's how it's always been.

This is all I have.

It's true.

These are all chubby ones, all of which are historical and classified.

-It's an old book, and it's a poetic expression that many of it doesn't immediately understand. And in the middle, we put in all sorts of irrelevant mental exercises.

This was also how the tradition convened.

But in her case, not just this poetic expression, but an endless map and hint from her father.

Moreover, there was a collection of annotations written by the ancestors to help them understand the original for generations.

But in the case of this autonomous ball, it really is the original.

Even her accustomed to torture was sweaty enough to interpret it.

‘What should I do…’

I looked at Yooseong's silence.

She thinks,

There was no way to learn this martial arts technique.

If there is a castle,

"You have no choice but to do something terrible. ’

But he thought that Yooseong was a good person who had no means to do so and no malice at all.

“Hey, brother. ”

The monk cautiously speaks.

“If you don't mind, I don't think you should do this. ”

Unlike a drunken expression,

His expression was solemn.

It is different from simply diverting errors to widen the vein.

If you cast a self-inflicted wrong method, you may suffer irreversible damage to the core and the carotid.

“Never, never...”

Maybe he's a little disappointed.

Yooseong did not answer the words of mourning.

Just close your eyes.

I just breathe out as if I was holding back my anger.

‘Thank goodness.'

I thought that for a second.

After realizing the source of the relief, she was frightened.

She was relieved that she was unlikely to learn the martial arts arts.

‘I…’

Guilt and shame.

But once you acknowledge that, hope rises.

‘There's nothing to learn...' ’

Red Dragon Needle.

Yeah, if that's what you want.

Yooseong can receive the first period of injury. Like the books of the forbidden zone.

By being with her.

‘My father will prepare the ceremony right away. ’

The wedding was going to be in many blessings and cheers. Meteors and mirrors will be a perfect match, and thanks to the dedicated throne of mirrors, Yooseong will lead a new Red Dragon Society to the best groups on the continent.

And between the two...

“Hot.”

Before it almost sank to the bottom, she regained her senses.

I thought I was going too far.

Besides, there's Yooseong next to him. What's he look like? Apologizing, she turns her head.

“I'm sorry...”

But it was too late.

Knock

On Copy,

It reminded me of red blood that I don't know how many drops. Yooseong's eyes were no longer closed.

“...... ”

Bloody eyes.

Even at the end of the tear gland, there were tears filled with blood. Your mouth and nose are already covered in blood.

I didn't even think about it.

It's too harsh to blame her.

Who can think?

I never thought I'd be able to run a new aircraft so soon, without even deciphering it properly.

“There! Anyone there?! ”

I barely repress the screams and the crying, and the mourning calls out to the outsiders.

And then they came in.

Immediately, there is an instruction like a rapid-fire.

“Oh, tell your father and the state minister to come over here, and tell them that there's a patient at the drugstore who broke into the coin mouth! And…"

After finishing all the steps she could, she turned to Yooseong.

He was already ecstatic.

My eyes were open and my ears were open, but I couldn't hear anything.

There's nothing she can do for herself.

No, even if Yang Jingcheon came, he would not be able to touch Yooseong now.

A ticking time bomb.

It is Yooseong who operates unknown pores in any unusual way.

Who's coming?

The only thing we can do right now is wait for the chaos to be resolved inside the meteor.

And it's just a post-mortem treatment.

“Oh no.......”

I can't take it anymore.

She put her hands on her face.

I couldn't see it.

Tears pour out unstoppable between my fingers.

Because of her.

Stupid!

When I think about it now, I should have noticed it in the breathless breath of Yooseong.

That was a sign of the new aircraft.

But because of her stupid and immature delusions, Yooseong suffered this tragedy.

If she had listened a little quietly, she would have heard it.

Meteor breath.

Unlike the appearance of entering a coin mouth, it was as constant as the exhaling and inhaling breath.

“Huff.”

The groaning of Yooseong.

“......! ”

A furious scream lifts my head.

“Brother!”

That you can speak with your neck.

It appeared to be a signal that the boiling energy in the body of the meteor began to subside somewhat.

But it wasn't.

“Shhh... Shhh...”

Yooseong,

Never before have I entered a state of ecstasy, of insanity.

The information that exists is just a peculiar passage that can be interpreted in any direction subjectively, like the location of the three veins, the tempo of simple breathing, and the classic cigar.

But Yooseong had it.

who took the Great Bandit,

A vein and core that rarely breaks under any irritation. He believed it and tried it.

Knowing how to breathe and how to use the tax vessels, one by one, figuring out the number of cases that can be composed of them.

‘... 52 and 23 are not rolling at the same time. ’

This was the only way.

Anyway, like Yooseong thought, this time, auto hunting didn't use the new guy on its own.

‘The least I can do is enlighten myself.'

If you're a herd, you've been under the lead of automatic hunting a few times. That's why I could do it.

Not only by automated hunting, but by his own will.

After all, Auto Hunt spread out only what he could do.

“Ultimate…”

A trembling leg.

Thump.

Yooseong got up from his seat.

It's a struggle to forget the pain.

He reached out his palm to the smoker running to dry, and he stumbled around the library.

Bang!

The body that was twitching,

I take my hand to one bookshelf and stick it in. It is barely supported. Yooseong raised his head.

No matter how much blood you shed on the bookshelf...

“…… what? ”

Because there isn't.

But there was something on the bookshelf that could be seen by Yooseong.

I'm very familiar with him.

Auto-hunt by pressing the < button.

The green light is now the same as your companion.

‘Why.’

He's never threatened his instincts here.

It doesn't mean he deliberately focused on waking up the buttons.

Then why?

No, there's no point in thinking.

Yooseong's arm was already moving.

It always is.

He reached out his hand to anyone who was fighting him.

All the pain and patience is yours.

If you tolerate it.

You can have everything.

Dark-

Press the button.

Yooseong's feet took a few steps back from the bookshelf.

The pain was still there.

There were still various failed versions of the jigsaw ball bothering Yooseong on the inside.

But it's his share.

Auto Hunt looked around the entire library slowly.

For centuries,

Various books scraped together as soon as a group called the Red Dragon Society came along, even though they are useless right now.

Yangjeongcheon, who was the previous owner,

The current owner of the year is also a report of knowledge that does not know the possibility.

In the middle of that, auto hunting.

We started hunting.