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My whole body was extremely itchy.

It was just itchy enough to wake up Yooseong.

He kept his eyes closed.

Opening your eyes with your torso, doing stunning beginners.

For professionals like Yooseong, it is to calm the mind and organize the senses.

First of all, it tickles.

and a sticky feel that sticks to the skin.

Oil.

It was similar to castor oil in the home as an equipment medicine when I was a child, but it smelled much worse than that. It was shining all over his body.

"Keep your eyes open. You know you're awake."

"..... I didn't want to pretend to be unconscious."

With a sigh, Yooseong opened his eyes.

Across from the bed he was lying on,

Yangjeongcheon was sitting on the side of the throne.

"You look good."

However, Yang Jingcheon who said that was not fine either.

It was full of the left arm that Yooseong cut off, and it was wrapped in a few layers of bandages.

"My goodness."

Yang Jingcheon shrugged her left shoulder as she joined the horse.

"If you say something stupid about this, I'll kick you right out of your mouth."

"What happened to the inside of the bandage?"

"Winner? You're just spitting it out without hesitation."

Yang Jingcheon sighed.

"What's going on? You put it back on, and you're wrapped up like this."

"We're asking for details on the inside."

Yooseong was serious.

The floor with the severed arm falling off.

And the temperature around it was heated by the heat of the salt that was emitted by the spring spring spring (63907;).

Even if it is sliced neatly, the cross section of the arm exposed to that temperature can never be intact.

"I don't think it's any of your business."

"But the Parliament arm..."

"Here's the thing."

Yang Jingcheon's voice was heavy.

"If you didn't cut off my arm, it was your neck that fell instead."

"......."

"Even if it wasn't a disaster back then, I dealt with you with all my heart.

It's not unusual for someone to lose their life at some point.

"To kill someone is to bear my own risk. One arm, not the life. It's pretty inexpensive that he can preserve it, too."

"......."

"Why do I have to say something like this?"

Yang Jingcheon grumbled a little as if she were stuffy.

"And watch your back."

It was not the oil that tickled me.

Oil is a measure for the action of analgesia and fungi.

It is used to prevent the burns covering the entire body of the meteor.

There was a small hand mirror on the bedside table.

He picked it up and looked at it.

"Yes, do I worry about my arm seeing that?"

Yang Jingcheon asked with a voice of concern.

Yooseong did not answer right away.

It's because I saw a monster beyond the mirror.

I thought it was covered with oil, but a light blue scaled pattern covered the entire body of the meteor.

Bandage with uppity.

It was a special burn treatment regimen for Red Dragon Society medicine.

Of course, it's not just the scales that ruined your appearance.

You can see skin that has been red and blistered beyond the translucent upper.

"…… hmm…"

Even though Yang Jingcheon had clear-headed her cough, Yooseong was not even beaten.

'It would be shocking.'

Like you said,

Yang Jingcheon didn't care about the severed arm.

It was the result of a fair battle.

On the contrary, even if his arm was cut off, he wouldn't feel guilty about it.

But apart from that, I'm afraid.

"...... Don't be so heartbroken."

Yang Jingcheon, from her youth to her bones, I don't know.

"First, the pharmacist will try his best, and our Red Dragon Burn Treatment can't follow anywhere else."

He understood his own way.

How much the external mummy means to ordinary, 'nowadays' young people.

Even though I thought he resembled him, he's painting his face with anger these days, he's making clothes out of firearms by summoning artisans.

"Besides, you know, real pussies see it better than guys. Even if it's a kite. But the problem with getting married..."

In fact, it was too much to be sad about.

Just the day before.

No matter how much I put it on, my father's arm was cut off, but I couldn't help but stick to Yooseong without thinking about it.

Even though I was raised to be obsessed with emotion expressions, when I see him staring down at the meteor with tears like marbles...

"... I lost my daughter."

It is Yang Jeongcheon who spits out magazines in the meantime.

And in his ear,

W-

You hear the sound of liquid knocking on the floor.

"You……!"

The appearance of Yooseong was becoming even more monstrous.

Running down from the body, wetting the sheet and falling to the floor was nothing but an aphrodisiac.

The blisters burst together.

Shh-shh-shh.

If it was the natural body of Yooseong, no matter how 'adaptable', this rapid reaction would have been too much.

But the oil and the fish that covered his skin, like Yang Jingcheon said, were the actions of the Red Dragon Council.

The secret to a doorway so tired of burns.

The damaged dermis layer absorbs a much greater amount of oil than when you were unconscious.

At the same time, the outer epidermis is the excreted pus and quickly began to solidify with various impurities.

How long has it been?

"Huff!"

Yangjeongcheon drops the pill that the druggist came to deliver to Yangjeongcheon.

Somewhere along the way,

"Be careful."

Yang Jingcheon raised her hand underneath the paw.

"Would it be so easy for you to be surprised when you're old enough?"

"Ha, but Parliament..."

The scene that the pharmacist is looking at right now is not the kind of scene that is less surprising just because he is old.

Yooseong was rigid.

The blue affi and the deep orange pus were intertwined to create quite serious visuals.

In that shell,

I don't even know if he's breathing.

The meteor was motionless.

And then...

Tuk-

The shell that covers the area is torn apart as your right arm moves.

Then the free right hand grabs your face, and bam!

I grabbed and tore the whole body in one fell swoop.

"Oh, oh..."

"I'll peel a tangerine."

While Medicine Master and Yang Jingcheon were each expressing their appreciation, Yooseong stepped under the bed.

There are no scars or stains anywhere on the skin.

Just pink.

The hairless, oily skin was good enough to belong to a newborn baby.

However,

"Ugh… hmm."

Yooseong's face turned dark with his hands on his head.

It's completely empty.

"Well, there."

The druggist asked with a trembling voice.

"Go ahead."

"That... fallacy that falls from the body of the Coven. Do you mind if I take a look?"

Why not?

He nodded.

The druggist turned red, collected the faults on the bed, put them in a specimen, and immediately ran away.

Yooseong turned his head.

Yang Jingcheon looks up and down.

Finally, below is where the gaze stops.

"You're good."

"... will you put it on your body or something?"

"Though the New Moon may not be 20547, the sword level may not be..."

In response to these sexual harassments, Yooseong handled them appropriately.

There was an unused sheet at the foot of the bed of Yangjeongcheon, so I wrapped it around the body that dragged it.

"How long have I been doing this?"

"Less than two days."

The amount of Yooseong's eyebrows narrowed.

In order to avoid being caught, he did not tell Seo Yu where he was going.

Except for the time spent deciphering the duel before the duel, he left without notice for three whole days.

"But if nothing else happened in the meantime..."

Yooseong followed a glass of water in a teapot.

"Something happened while you were asleep."

"Huff."

Yang Jingcheon said to Yooseong who had almost escaped from Sareh.

"I've been thinking, but it looks like you didn't tell me where you were headed. I was lying in bed unconscious, and I decided I didn't want you to find out that I was here."

"Thank you for your consideration… but…"

If I hadn't contacted Tenz, what would I have to say to Yooseong in the Red Dragon Council?

"This morning, Yeon went on a nomination."

"Nomination... what is this?"

"I hear you have experience, don't you? Inviting someone into the Dive from the party."

"......!"

Dive.

His career was a little painful.

"You look surprised."

"No, it's just not a very common operation in my country."

Of course, rumors like this suggest that some countries, including China, are attempting to dive in Amri.

"I thought it would be very discreet."

"Hmm? That's right."

It's like, what are you talking about?

Yang Jeongcheon opened her eyes wide.

"At least until the dive is over, it's a secret that you're nominated for the dive. I know this because it's the Red Dragon Circuit. No one but me knows that."

"...... Wait a minute."

Yooseong raised his palm.

"Then why am I listening to this now?"

"I told you, something happened."

Of course,

Nominated hunters are not alone.

If you receive a nomination, you will also have access to a list of other potential participants.

You see it and you decide if you want to participate.

"Your name was on the list."

...

Walking fast down the corridor.

Yooseong faced a lot of gazes toward him.

Yang Jeongcheon's struggle with the Red Dragon was already known to all.

Everyone's expression was invasive.

It was only Yangjeongchun who was regarded as a sky to them.

Yang Jingcheon loses, losing an arm.

Moreover, I appeared to be flawless, with the exception of the hair on my head.

"It looks good. Isn't that right?"

Yooseong turned his head and looked at Yangjeongcheon walking together.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"No, I'm not."

Actually, you're right.

"Of course. Some have already left. Of course, secrecy won't be a problem."

Yang Jingcheon's expression, saying that, was dull.

Like it was nothing.

"But there are some who are also focused on training outside of training. Even though there are fewer people out there than there are in the rounds."

However,

That's enough.

Yangjeongcheon's sky was broken.

Those who do not despair, but rather sublimate to a desire to rise.

"I, or the Red Dragon Society, have already accomplished enough just by getting a couple of those. The old man's left arm is long gone. What do you think?"

"Well..."

"Look, have any of the guys I've encountered ever looked down on you?"

"... none."

Yooseong could be sure.

The same was true of the newcomers.

"Oh, Lord!"

Two young members in the corner look at Yangjeongcheon and greet him in a hurry.

And I report meteors.

"Oh, the Great Coven."

"Greetings, Grand Coven."

There was no hostility in the greeting.

It's just a sign of reverence and wonder.

Yooseong was the strong man who won the circle in a fair battle.

Justification and strength.

After all, the hunters of this land respect someone if they only get those two things.

"The Red Dragon Society will change. Thanks to you."

Yang Jingcheon's words could have been thought about a little more deeply, but at that moment, the two reached the front of the Red Dragon East.

Red Dragon Dong was the same as it was two days ago.

If there are no exceptions, the only way to get in and out of Red Dragon dong is with the permission of the lecturer.

Yooseong's mobile phone also,

Goi falls asleep with the power off.

Pick-

Plug it in.

"…… oops…"

Yooseong let out a short groan.

315 missed calls.

For one reason, of course.

Even without contact, Yooseong was guaranteed free time other than contract hunting.

'Dive.'

It's complicated.

Of course, Yooseong has dive experience.

But it's everywhere.

'Even though I was in Korea somewhat.'

You don't even have to ask if this has happened before.

You just ask a foreigner to dive in after a freelance deal?

Accept it and leave without it.

"Lord Baptist."

You need to know what the reasons are.

"I'll be going now."

While connecting the spare battery to the phone, Yooseong turned around.

And then...

"......."

Stand tall.

"Hmm?"

Yangjeongcheon who saw it,

I turned my eyes to him.

"Ah. There it is."

The iron gate on the other side of Red Dragon.

The area where Yooseong was allowed to enter in exchange for beating Yangjeongcheon.

"Well, what's the rush? Even if it's a nomination, there's still time."

Apparently, the Red Dragon Order is beyond that.

Yang Jeongcheon assumed that it was the same interest.

The same was true of Yooseong.

The button that pops up in front of his eyes, it must be the one that turned the lights on.

But it wasn't.

Yooseong Province,

Yang Jeongcheon Province,

And that sub, that sub, didn't even know it.

A secret that has never been passed down.

It's, uh...

I was waiting for him.