CH 485

Chapter 485 Organizers

I deliberately closed my eyes and floated. However, Chatterbox did not respond.

'I don't think the harmless king would lie.'

It means that the chatter box in this position is a self-confidence without much power. I can't even recognize what the innocent king left for me. I released a little bit of strength in the hand with the emergency bell.

Although the newcomers were assured of safety, there was still a thing. When you press the emergency bell, Yoohyun, Yerim, and Noah signal. Yoohyuni and Noah are in Haeyeon and the kennel building, respectively, and Yelim is in the kennel with Mar. So all three, especially Yelim, will come in an instant. Because it is a self-conscious item, grace was also put in the inventory, so it was necessary to prepare more.

"I have no regrets over there. Not yet."

I opened my mouth lightly. Chatterbox helped the innocent king, but now the party, the innocent king, had no feelings. Anyway, the king of harmlessness was killed with my own hands, and thanks for leaving.

"It's just that Mr. Chatterbox is unilaterally seeking revenge. It's unfortunate for me."

I looked straight into the mask's eye hole. Beyond the hole, it was only dark and nothing was seen. Is there one eyeball? There was also a strange mist of black fog, so it would have been creepy without fear resistance.

Chatterbox lifted one arm slowly. Unlike the hallucinations in the letter, the hand with white gloves looked ordinary. It's not a real body anyway, it's about appearance, you can change it at will. He had a red frill tie with a layer of fingers hanging over it.

I'm saying misunderstanding.

The voice was surprisingly polite. So it felt rather ominous. Originally, a calm man is doing more dangerous things.

"Even if the power of the Innocent King has weakened, I am weaker than that. As you can see, it's Stat F."

The arms were slightly spread out.

"The King of Cursed Poisonous Dragon Species is in the hands of the Mermaid Queen. I just got his magic stone."

It's common sense impossible and it's ridiculous. So now I'm like that, and let's go back to it. It's just about stopping the dungeon like normal, so it won't be too difficult. The crescent moon remained a problem, but I would be grateful if I could get my chatter box off.

"The king of the harmless was also killed by another transcendental. The past and present overlap, and the transcendental of the distant past intervened. There were also two, one was fat, the other was a tiger or a cat."

It wasn't a bright lie. It is true that the past and the present overlapped, and that the transcendents appeared. And it was thanks to the power of chainsilling that the innocent king died in my hand. Chainzilling would not have been born without Diarma, so in the end the harmless king died because of the Transcendental. I also sponsored the Seonghyeon Island.

"If the two transcendents are still alive, why not blame them?"

Don't aim for F-class. The mouth of the white mask was still smiling. On the other hand, the eye hole was the same, so it was hard to know the inside. It is a mask that is not a real face in the first place.

"If you give up your memories, you can see if they are true."

"I don't think privacy is important. Think about it on the common sense. if not.

I breathed for a moment and spoke.

"It doesn't matter. Just "

"It's a funeral."

Chatterbox's voice has risen.

"Where she last stayed, full of visitors. How is your funeral culture? I'm going to do a lovely haze. And finale."

The long legs climbed onto the table. As if pulling the strings from above, Chatterbox's body quickly climbed over the table and stood right in front of me. It's close enough that my toes touch my toes. Chatterbox's upper body bent towards me. It seemed to say goodbye to the gesture.

"What do you value most? Still that brother?"

My heart was chilling at the low, whispering question. Funerals are for the rest of the people. As the innocent king said.

"It's stupid."

For Chatterbox, the truth didn't matter. A harmless king died here and I was there. That fact was enough. For a funeral.

"Everyone is most important to himself."

He said with a soft smile.

"Like Chatterbox is holding a funeral instead of a real criminal."

One hand was raised, leaning against the sofa backrest. A cube floated over my palm. The dark in the mask's eyeballs moved towards the cube.

"The drawer of the harmless king."

"The drawer of the harmless king."

Me and Chatterbox, both voices spoke at the same time. I wonder if this is. It may be a simple guess.

"I am the current owner of this drawer."

Chatterbox was silent on what it meant. The Innocent King handed me his drawer. I pushed down on the sofa and stood back slowly. The white mask and my face are a little closer.

"She told me. It was really fun."

I can't hear a breath like a body.

"With a very white and white appearance. Hair shaking like a swim, fins spread like petals. I laughed in the scattered fog."

The chest wrapped in a white shirt did not rise or fall.

"Finally, the voice that finally sees me, laughs at me, and greets the end."

If it's not for the harmless king, but for the funeral for Chatterbox.

"Please tell me your name. So he answered. Eugene Han. And she told me."

I whispered to my nonexistent ear.

"Luga is a waste."

There was no chatterbox at her end. Han Yujin was the only one to see Lou's eyes. I kept my lips still.

"I don't even know Chatterbox's name yet."

Luga Lungya didn't tell you. I didn't even mention it. There was nothing left in the will or heritage. I was the only one to receive. Not chatterbox.

I leaned back on the sofa. Chatterbox seemed to have hardened, and there was no movement. Then, the mask's mouth widened. It bends, opens and smiles loudly. The pain in the stomach was revealed, but there was no tooth, no tongue, or even a throat. Just red, red.

"The youngest of the broken maze, the wizard holding the cage. Gios Sanus."

Said a voice with faint excitement.

"Chatter box, who knew that would be heard? The maze is calm and the wizard hides the secret. But my beloved mist--"

A low laugh came out from beyond.

"I was endlessly greedy. Lou told me a lot about the night. Open a tea party, dance, and get a little refreshed to match her tired easily. The fog used to find me more often and to ask for help, and it made fun. Yet, it was scattered between the hook and fingers."

It's fog. It wasn't the nature to be caught and tied somewhere.

"My cage is solid and beautiful, but there are so many gaps."

"So it was a water tank? Even so, they were locked up."

Chatterbox's hand has reached out. I couldn't avoid it, so it touched my face.

"I am Chatterbox."

He defined himself. Discard the previous ones, and make yourself fit for the king of harmlessness.

"You were the last thing she saw."

Chatterbox's voice calmed down again. The mouth that opened apart was also closed. His other hand reached towards my hand holding the drawer. Reflectively, the drawer is held in the wrist as soon as it is in the inventory. The strength was not strong. The problem was that I was weaker.

"Did you touch it? Of course it was. If you liked the name and handed over the drawer, you would have looked through every corner."

A gloved hand touched my cheek and wiped my neck. It was as if looking at the condition of the item to be purchased. The other hand also touched the forearm, elbow, and elsewhere. The hand holding the emergency bell was inadvertently creased. Chatterbox noticed it and smiled.

"Are you asking for help?"

It seemed like a wonder who would run. You already know who I am close to, but still. Moreover, the story is not over yet.

The black eyeball looked into me. I couldn't tell my eyes, but I felt badly and tenderly.

"My mist left a legacy."

Crazy. Although I induced the reaction to some extent, I didn't know how to cut it and say it like that.

"I must leave as much as possible. Where and how did you touch it. Did you whisper in your ear? Hair, eyes. It would be fine to add more. She has long hair. Dye white, and one more eye. Fins and tentacles."

"It's a crazy man. Will I make another tank?"

"You are not a fog, so a cage will suffice. I will take it after the funeral."

Whoever is free.

"Anyway, Hanyujin doesn't spare herself."

The mask masked a clear ridicule.

"You say that you are the most important, so you bait it like this and don't ask for help."

" It's only a conversation, but why do you ask for help?"

The hand that went down to my shoulder came over the nape of the neck, under the ear, and pressed lightly. At the same time, I felt hot.

promise.

"It's a very weak force. In terms of grade, is it about F grade? It's equivalent to Han Eugene, so it's not a violation."

It was just difficult to erase, the chatter box whispered. His fingers slipped down to the neck.

"It is a sign of my guests. You would be welcome even if you didn't have an invitation."

" Thank you for that."

"The party guarantees the safety of the contract. This is also the contract of both sides. Until the end of the party, I won't touch Hanyujin."

It meant that the party would start when the funeral was over. I grabbed Chatterbox's wrist away from my nape. Cool under the palm.

"I'll tell you that I've noticed everything, but it would be better not to touch around me to get me in good hands. I'm going to go beyond the usual use of hunters, but if I go out myself, I'll break the drawer first."

I never thought I would lose if I fought the same human hunter. At least you can save your life. Besides, he won't even hear the sound of Don't mess with us. Chatterbox leaned slightly in my words.

Does Hanyujin hate Hanyujin?

"It's something I hate. I'm just trying to write out all the tiles I can use."

In any case, Chatterbox insisted on the transcendence and guaranteed the safety of the party. The sound of the contracts of the two forces also came out, so I thought it would be safe to do so right now.

"When is the party starting?"

"If you want, I can also tailor it for you."

"You are also kind. I would like to receive more invitations, too."

"The quantity I can send is already exhausted. Unfortunately.

Then, too, I have to get it from the rhythm of the Park or from the hunters dragged into the meeting.

I'm thinking of having a small meeting before Chatterbox's party.

I talked to him a little more. It was also easy to tune. Chatterbox has always been polite and friendly. Of course, it would have been kindness to the traces of Lou, who was not a human being, Han Yujin.

"Keep your body intact."

Chatterbox's appearance disappeared at the end of a bad greeting. There was a long sigh. Even though I just talked about it for a long time, I felt tired as if I was running all day long.

" If you knew this, everyone would hate it again."

Do you hate yourself? Hear nagging of self-love from a crazy transcendence. I wasn't really out of shape. Still, I.

'Shall I smoke only Taiwan?'

I think you won't know if you go brushing your teeth. I wanted to not do this, but I pulled out a cigarette case from the inventory. But this.

"There is no fire."

It was lighter and nothing. Before returning, of course, I had a fire writing tool for going in and out of the dungeon, but now I don't have to. I didn't even think about writing points, but I put the case in the road inventory. Instead, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Yoohyun, are you busy?"

[no. What's going on?]

"I just want to see you."

I looked at this morning and wanted to know what kind of bullshit, but my brother replied that he would come right away. I got up from my seat and pulled out the grace and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Red marks remained clearly along the nape of the neck, just below the ears. It was like a simple pattern or a letter.

" What's bothering you to explain?"

I can't see it. I slowly touched the marker. I can feel mana... Let's pull up my magical power and carefully overlay it, and it will soon disappear. Exactly what remains, but I can't see it.

brother.

Meanwhile, Yoohyun arrived. The younger brother frowned, and reached out to me and reached out.

What is this.

uh? see?

"Fatly."

" I can't see it."

"It's hidden, but if you have this magic, you can see it in the eyes of the advanced hunter. It feels like a low-level stealth skill. So what's going on?"

"It's like an invitation from Chatterbox. I can just come."

He said there was nothing wrong and told his brother that Chatterbox was a guarantee of party safety.

I told you that it wasn't me who killed the harmless king, but he never heard.

"Well, isn't it better not to go?"

"You have to prepare for the end of the party. You can't be beaten without knowing anything."

I looked up at my brother's face.

sorry.

"No, why are you sorry for me?"

" Huh. The meeting organized by the breeding manager will proceed as scheduled. I've negotiated with Chatterbox, so I can send an invitation formally."

First, let's start with what we need to do right away. There's still work to be done.

korean novel The S-Classes that i raised chapter 485

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