Chapter 664 00664 2. King of Hell.

Suddenly, my head was white. The whole world turned white, and I came out of this room feeling like there were only two Grand Dukes of Hell. I don't feel anything else. Only the feeling of the skin on my right hand was so clear that I could choke my breath.

In fact, it was pretty funny that I grabbed her breasts once.

But it's someone else. I thought you were the Duke of Hell.

Who could have imagined that? I just never thought that someone who was imprinted with ‘fear’ would breastfeed themselves like this.

… No. In fact, it would be more accurate to say that the feeling you're feeling right now is that sweet.

“Yes? What's wrong with you all of a sudden? ”

Did he check my reaction? The voice of the Grand Duke of Hell flows pitifully. T rans late d b y Jp ｍtl.c o m

“You. Tell me. You asked me what my fear felt like. ”

Yeah? Yeah.

A feeling of cowardice? ’

As I recalled the words of the Grand Duke of Hell, my memory suddenly hit my head.

‘Ancient Incarnation. Purification Fire that burns forever. ’

Then when the Grand Duke of Hell put his hands on my chest, I also remembered automatically what he said.

T r an slate d by jpｍt l .c oｍ ‘ ……. ’

I felt like crap. I mean, the Duke of Hell has the power of fear in the same place as me.

‘Feel the energy of fear, not the heart. ’

Then one stem of rationality returned and I could barely concentrate. I saw the Grand Duke of Hell looking up at me with a strange look back to the top.

Then I felt embarrassed and quickly closed my eyes, and I began to focus on feeling the energy of fear.

And after a while.

“… Ah? ”

The moment I felt the hot energy transmitted by the palm of my hand, I suddenly burst into elasticity.

Harmony is not an energy that can be defined precisely in a single sense. It was the same with cowardice.

Rough and rough energy that stirs things up and down.

A very short, instantaneous aura.

It's like an active volcano that's about to burst.

An energy that reminds me of bubbling lava.

‘This... What a frightening energy... ’

Of course, it was not the first time I had experienced fear. I've had enough of fighting the Grand Duke of Hell.

However, there was some difference between the fear I felt in battle and the fear I feel now. I mean, are they similar, but they're a little different? Simply 'destructive.’ I knew this experience was quite fresh. T r a n sl at ed b y ｊpｍ tl.c o ｍ

“Hehe. Then compare. The energy you feel now is different from your own strength. ”

The words of the Grand Duke of Hell followed.

“Cowardice and reconciliation are different energies, from one to ten. ”

The Grand Duke of Hell is right. The two energies had doubtfully conflicting properties, whether they were really identical chlorides.

“I'm sure I have the ability to regain that power, but I shouldn't have. Unless it's a perfectly natural way to force two energies to mix.... I can't even predict what will happen next. Do you understand why? ”

Yes, I was able to understand the Grand Duke's explanation when I felt it for myself. In other words, the two energies were a contradictory energies that could not even coexist.

“Anyway, that should be your answer. ”

“ ……. ”

“... Then why do you keep empowering your hands? I feel weird. You need to stop. ”

“ ……. ”

“Let go, let go. ”

“… Huh? Ah, ah. ”

When I heard the third mining voice, I was only able to react. It feels so much better than I thought. I must have kept holding it. I wonder if I would feel happy floating in the sky.

When I finally came to my senses, I saw the Duke of Hell staring at me with a strange glance. I turned my gaze away, clearing my throat. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. Not all of a sudden, I've been doing it for a while. Every time I looked into the eyes of the Grand Duke of Hell, I felt something strangely stimulating inside.

Anyway, I was about to slowly take my hands off her with my regrets in mind. T ra nslated by Jp m tl .ｃ o m

"Huh?

... A misconception? Suddenly, an illusion appeared with the mouth of the Grand Duke of Hell slightly raised.

Then.

Glug glug!

- He's playing. Huh? I'm playing with you!

Suddenly, a sharp voice rang in my head. It was a familiar tone. I felt a little numb for a moment, and then suddenly I remembered the voice.

“Hua, Hua? ”

I screamed without knowing. Then the Grand Duke of Hell sent a curious glance and immediately spoke to me.

"Wake up. Were you awake? ’

I've been awake since before you got up.

‘Well, then why... ’

- Shut up and get a grip, you idiot!

The king's mind flutters as he shouts. He was clearly angry that the tone was very sunny. Why is he suddenly so angry after all this time?

‘Hey, why are you getting angry? ’

T ransl at ed by Ｊpｍ tl .ｃ oｍ Why are you getting angry? That's why you don't even know you're on time!

‘… implication? ’

- You're an idiot! Did you know you've been dragged around like that?

I'm being dragged around? ’

- Yes! I was just watching because I wanted to build a fence, but I couldn't use my boobs...! Fool, fool, sea cucumber, fox, sea urchin, sea urchin, pervert, pervert, pervert!

She sold me with a variety of words to make sure I didn't eventually win over him. I wanted to say Moore, but I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I had to become deaf and dumb.

“Why are you suddenly so confused? And when will you take your hand? ”

It was then that I heard a loving and colorful voice again as my heart constantly blamed me. As I look up, I see the Prince of Hell smiling shyly, holding my right hand tightly.

Earlier, you would have thought that the appearance of the Grand Duke of Hell was treacherous. However, something was definitely strange after hearing the words of peace. I mean, it's like he's doing it on purpose. No. It's impossible to keep your hands off her in the first place.

The moment I think about it, the gunfire stops chattering. Then he breathed and spoke.

- Hey, you. From now on, say what I say. Do you understand me?

‘That's a bit... ’

You don't know much about it anyway, and you're playing Helen with your breasts! If you want to leave at any point, you have to listen to me!

‘… I understand. I get it.'

Certainly. I understood the words of the Grand Duke of Hell, but I didn't have a deep knowledge of fear or compassion in the first place. I didn't know which direction the story was going, but at least I thought I'd feel better about it than I did. In fact, I've never lost anything by listening to the words of peace.

-... good. First of all, say, Enough nonsense.

The moment I heard that, I looked into the Grand Duke of Salmoney. It is a smiling face that is so joyful. You don't seem too upset, I opened my mouth carefully.

“Why don't you cut the crap? ”

Then the Grand Duke of Hell glances at me with a slight look in his eyes. The smile on his mouth was still alive.

The words of peace followed.

- Not bad. Don't stutter. And this time, like this. Don't be shy. I can just get out of here like this. Put on a good tone here.

Th-there's something pretty detailed about the spell.

Anyway, the horse of peace was going completely the opposite of what I had built. In fact, I was wondering if he's doing really well with one side of his mind, but I thought it would be better to follow him, whether he was killed or fed.

“Don't be shy. ”

“Hmph? What are you talking about all of a sudden? ”

“Don't be shy. I can just get out of here like this. ”

“… Kick! I'm pretty curious about how we're gonna get out of here. Why don't you give it a try? ”

I tried to speak as eloquently as I could, but the reaction of the Grand Duke of Hell was the same. He just pops his lips open and mumbles deeply.

- This time...

After finishing the spell, the whole tone was magnificent and, when finished, the need to slowly bite the lower lip and empower the pupils. Not only that, but I also want you to use the right adlib.

‘… why. Why don't you just tell him to stand up and talk? ’

He'll never kill you if you say so. You don't trust me?

For the second time, I have lost my words. Obviously, I think she knows what's going on inside and out, but I was dying of shock because I didn't know it.

I just sigh. But what can I do? It's a sin not to know.

I finally opened my mouth out of desperation.

“Don't underestimate me. I've been to the Civil War at the sanitarium. So why don't you quit trying to control it, like, implicitly, and just keep your voice down? ”

“... What? ”

At that moment, the Grand Duke of Hell suddenly frowned at Ami, showing a familiar look. Of course, it was a slight win, but it was the first time I saw a change in my face.

Hwaseong continued to scold me as if it were the right time.

Yeah. We've come this far. Whatever it takes.

I uttered a word that I did not understand, as I had heard from H'Hwa.

“Whether you just want a higher life, or a reconstruction of a dead, infernal hell, or the resurrection of a First Army…. I don't know what the hell I want. But whatever you have in mind... Eh…."

- You don't get to be king.

I almost forgot because of the long sentence, but I was able to remember it again by reminding him of the key sentence.

“If you're going to make me king as part of your quest, I want you to know that you're mistaken. ”

It was natural.

Let's do it.

“Yes, you! How the hell...? ”

The Grand Duke of Hell jumps up and down from the fish tower with a startled face. His eyes widened as if this was an unexpected reaction.

“Did Behemoth tell you? Or her? ”

“ ……. ”

“No, no. That can't be right. Well, then... ”

“… there. ”

At that moment, the voice of peace rang in my head again. I didn't spit it out right away, but the bear recalled the explanation of the hearth.

Higher hardship.

Reconstruction of the Zero Hell.

1st Army revival.

The King's extinction and hereafter.

In fact, these are words that I do not understand. But something is different. After starting to spit out what she had said, the story started to feel a little forward, without spinning any more. Most of all, isn't that the reaction of the Grand Duke of Hell right now obvious?

I thought that for the first time, I was feeling clear and staring at the Grand Duke of Hell. My hand was still holding the right breast of the Duke of Hell.

Soon, I tried to take my hand out slowly.

Knng.

Suddenly the Grand Duke of Hell grabbed my hand tighter. And he looked at me with a fierce glow in his eyes. It was a look that required a detailed explanation.

I opened my mouth quietly.

“I have one more thing to tell you, so answer me this correctly. ”

“... Deliver? ”

“It's a question of peace. Have you ever tried to be king of hell yourself? ”

“Well, that was over 2,000 years ago. As a king, I am qualified.... Ah!”

The Grand Duke of Hell replied while he was embarrassed. Suddenly, I opened my eyes wide, screaming. Perhaps you just realized where the questions come from in the words' question of peace. ’

“What did he say? ”

The Grand Duke of Hell asked with a hasty look on his face.

“You can't be sure. But if you fail to be king, so will I. ”

“Why?”

“You and I are a force of equality. If you fail, I'm also more likely to fail. ”

“Ha…. But... Even if I fail to destroy it, the power of peace must be focused on purification... Then…."

Then there was a dazed glow on the face of the Grand Duke of Hell. I can't even relate to what shocked me. In the meantime, I managed to squeeze my hand out of my nose.

Then, after lightly shedding my hands, I spoke the last words of peace in a bold voice.

“Purification alone does not define resurrection or reconstruction.... he says.”

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Hi, I'm Royujin.

Readers, I decided to post yesterday afternoon, and I couldn't. First of all, I sincerely apologize and ask for your forgiveness.

I was wondering if I could tell you what happened afterwards.... I thought it would be better to look at one of my comments and think about the people who were waiting to tell me what was going on. Even if it sounds like an excuse, I think it's polite.

In fact, the situation is very simple.

After I fell asleep yesterday, I went to the hospital this morning. The bleeding of the nose had already stopped, and there was nothing very strange about it except that it sometimes went down the throat. He said that the mucous membranes in his nose were weakened by fatigue.

So I came back and wrote... Not written down.

At this point, I didn't think it was very strange. It's not like I've never written anything before, and I've solved it every time. But the problem was when I went into cause analysis.

1. The writing itself was blocked.

2. I lost strength.

None of 1 and 2 were applicable.

If you get stuck, you might want to look at your notes and check your concepts. I had changed my mind a little before, but there was no big problem. It was just a matter of writing it down. I didn't think I was losing health. It's because we've been doing morning exercises for a week, and we've been up pretty good in the morning.

I was really going crazy from here.

If you shower with hot water, if you take a short walk, if you move from your desktop top to the Ultra North, if you change your environment to your brother's room, if you lie down and use it, you can eventually come back the same way.

I couldn't do it, so I banged my head on the wall, and it was the same thing. I did everything I could, but it didn't get any better. As time went by, I felt nervous and I felt overwhelmed. I thought, "Wouldn't it be cool if I swallowed a bomb and exploded?"

I thought I'd just put up what I wrote. But no matter how much I thought about it, I didn't want to. No matter how foreign they were, they even had a rainfall coming to hell, and I didn't want to be remembered as a meaningless part.

Eventually, he chose to write down up to 500 words (2000 characters) and write down again. But I didn't even like the content, and I lost focus on the same thing.

In the meantime, I was supposed to meet Joara today, and I couldn't reach her, and I punctured her.

Eventually, I grunted until the afternoon, and a phone call came in from Joara this afternoon. I had an appointment today, but she called me because she was worried that Yeon-Jae wouldn't come. So I told you about the situation with the feeling of catching straws.

And fortunately, I was able to get some proper advice.

“You can spill it up to once, but don't spill it over. From that moment on, you're on the trail into the year. ”

“Leave out what's not written first. and write down what you want to write first, then what you want to write first. And then think about the connection between the two. ”

For me, it was like a thousand pieces of advice. And then I got off the phone and started writing again, and fortunately, I was able to complete one.

In fact, I'm still not very satisfied with the content. It was better than the original, but like some people said, it still feels like the list of settings, not fiction, is the main explanation. I think this is the part that I have to try and solve.

That's what happened yesterday. I wrote it down as long as I thought I'd be honest, but then I read it and it was a little, or a lot, embarrassing and embarrassing. I'm always thankful and sorry that there are readers who cheer me on for being such a jerk.

If only one day I could find Faith again. If I fail to keep my promise yesterday, I will repay it with an unexpected engagement.

We wish all our readers a happy and comfortable night.

Royujin up.