CH 588

Chapter 588 Mist of Memory (2)

I put my hand on my shoulder. It was like humans. One more hung on his forehead, and the original three eyes of Louga Pungya were just like humans. It wasn't easy to see, but it was only a hazy fog under the upper body.

Anyway, it was a harmless king.

" You, how."

His mouth moved in the midst of confusion. Lou replied, flipping her hair over her shoulders.

"Because I am the fog of memory."

Memory?

"What I left for you is just a message. But it's also a piece of my memory. Originally, it was a piece that would have been scattered after just saying a word~ Look at this now!"

The pure white hand shakes again as if greeting the people over there.

"The harmless king! Lou is the waste! The fog swallows up memories, and memories are my nutrients and strength. I have known myself to so many people, and the power is in the pot with seeds. How can I not sprout?"

Am I a flower pot? Chatterbox was collecting people's awareness of me throughout the party. And he tried to turn that perception into a harmless king.

"No one knows the owner of the sea of fog~ It was the first story that a child who understands words hears. Remember the master of the fog. If you forget the fog, you will forget your dad and mom too~"

The harmless king humming like a song put his chin on my head. Then I looked at Chatterbox.

"Listen to me!"

The story so far. Louga Pungya was purely joyful.

what is it. Shouldn't you have to help me?"

Huh? why me?

I have nothing to say after asking so. But she wouldn't want to be resurrected in this way. Maybe not. Still, I couldn't be quiet, so Lou shouted at the chatterbox, who was still looking through the ruins.

"Your fog is here--"

"Why am I his fog?"

Lou said, pricking his chin on my head. I was sorry when I thought about it. The harmless king never owns that madman.

"It's Chatterbox insisting, and I don't agree. Anyway, Lou is the lungs, please tell me that I didn't kill you."

"Wouldn't that matter? No matter who hand I died, the result would have been the same~ So what happened now? Why is Chatterbox like that? Why are you turning into me? What is the broadcast? Haven't you decided not to tell the world about the Transcendent?"

It sounds like fun, but let me know! Luga Pungya snapped my shoulder with his hand. It seemed to be ugly. Jellyfish were only paying attention to their own fun. Originally, it was such a human being, a transcendent person.

" Lou is the lungs."

Chatterbox, who was silent, opened his mouth. As if he worshiped, his hands spread out and lifted up.

Perfect.

"Why are both talking differently?"

Chatterbox filled with silent laughter, ignoring Lou's words. The fog, which stopped moving for a while, gathered toward me again, and the magic power also penetrated my body.

"Chatterbox!"

"My dear mist is born again here with my hands!"

"Guys, I'm trying to get rid of it."

Not from the harmless king, my hair reached my shoulders. Chatterbox was delighted. It was close to joy. Yes, of course I'm happy. The real product suddenly popped out of the material I was trimming to make a counterfeit. It might be a replica, but it's still much more real than a counterfeit.

"Luke ruin, uh, do you think will follow you? If you make it this way, it might try to kill you!"

"It is also one of perfection."

" I have a crazy bitch!

Is it okay to die at the hands of the harmless king? And the harmless king who was revived would certainly not leave Yoohyun alone. You will touch it for your own pleasure. It would be difficult for Sung Hyeon-je and Song Tae-won, who showed interest, also to be safe.

"Damn, I'm Yujin Han!"

Not a harmless king. I tried to hold onto me somehow. However, the erosion was definitely going on. Chatterbox has looked at me unconsciously, struggling to endure.

"Now people are not looking at Han Yu-jin in full."

" I'm right."

"I'm looking at the F class after the S class made at the party."

That's me.

Tuk, the sword of the ruler was caught on the end of the chatterbox's shoe. Smile as you step on the handle.

"This is also not Han Yujin's."

"I bought it!"

To my point! Although it was the same point that Sunghyun gave me, though.

"The original you can't even lift is a sword of that kind. Even if I lifted it and swung it, it would have been scratched."

" ."

It is Yoohyun's power that I was able to defeat Sunghyunje with the sword of the ruler. Still, he's my sister and I... lost.

"This and this too."

The sword pushed and touched the wildcat set, grace, and earrings.

"If you peel all this off. What can Yujin Han do?"

" I got it I'm trying!"

"F-class cannot beat S-class."

As if telling a natural fact, a calm voice continued.

"At this moment, the people watching Han Yu-jin is a finished product made by Chatterbox."

no. I knew it wasn't. How did I get here.

But at the same time, I was shaken by those words. Well done. I did it beyond my ability. Everyone would think so. However, Han Yu-jin had a failure from the beginning. The bottom of the stacked pillar was dug up.

What I could have been here like this. Thanks to Yoohyun, it's right. I couldn't keep and get it back. That hasn't changed yet.

"So Han Yujin should disappear. What more people see and feel is the truth. As always."

" dog sound.

The truth is, what. Bite his lips. I got a bit of a sense of tingling.

"Yes, everyone said that. I thought so. still! Still not!"

My younger brother kept me until the end and I loved him too. You guys are wrong. Because you guys are wrong, I'm living here like this.

"The inaudible voice."

I tried to turn the voice off at the word. A warning came to mind that the Transcendental should not be known, but now is not the time to bother with it. The world will be ruined if the harmless king has the power of the SSS level.

But the voice didn't turn on.

"It's useless. It will only be quietly buried."

"This is different from a contract!"

"The party is already over. No matter what Yujin Han shouts, people won't listen."

" ."

It was the same as before the regression. There were some who listened to me. But most of them ignored and distorted. Collapsed. Why again... .

" No, you blocked it. I'll listen this time!"

Unlike before, this time there will be people who will hear and believe me. There were certainly people who supported me, I mean. I tried to turn the voice on again. But there was still no reaction.

"Chatterbox!"

"You will be, as you are, the most powerful being in the world."

no method. Frightening the thought of that, the fog was striking and digging deeper. How much longer can I endure? After chewing his lips, he looked back at the harmless king.

"One thing, promise me."

Huh?

"People who are precious to me, you know. Please don't touch it."

At least that's it. The harmless king tilted his head.

"Fuck it. So, you mean Chatterbox is broadcasting? for me.

" okay. Thousands of people are watching this scene right now. I think you felt it too."

Lou tapped over my shoulder as if playing a piano. And instead of the voice.

[It's not funny that Han Yu-jin disappears.]

I heard her voice in my head.

[So show me you too!]

"Well, what how.

He replied with a small, almost mouth move. Louga Pye-ya smiled brightly, stirring the mist surrounding her with her fingertips.

[Yes remember.]

" ?"

[I'm showing people you! Now this broadcast is mine for me, they're connected to me. It's about showing the memory, it's not difficult~]

That ."

Show me the memory.

[The fact that Yujin Han is Yujin Han to the whole world! A firm perception that Chatterbox will not shake no matter what it does!]

The harmless king lightly touched my cheek and then swept it away.

[Because I am also curious. Now, what do you want to do? Will you pass me your memories? Answer it all before it disappears!]

" Everything, no."

[Well, good. I'll skip over a few parts that I really don't want to do. Then~]

He hesitated and nodded. The harmless king clapped hands.

I will enjoy this food!

The front of my eyes turned black.

Bye.

A familiar house appeared. I was about twelve years old, I was greeting at the front door. As if covered in fog, hazy parents leave the house as if running away. I turned and ran to my brother in the room. Yoohyun laughed at me. I also laughed.

"Now you can come out in the living room."

"Yes, brother."

Yoohyun nodded. Don't disturb your parents. I made that excuse and believed it. Mom and Dad don't hate us. It's because they are so good, that's why. It was thrown away at home, but the brother's face was bright.

The scene changed and the funeral home appeared. My parents died, only the two of us were left, and I dropped out soon after.

"I can help you too."

Yoohyun, a middle school student, told me. I was smiling happily.

"It's okay. I have nothing to worry about!"

I was serious. It was really okay. It wasn't that hard, but it was fun. I looked happy too.

"Because my younger brother is really nice. So sometimes I'm worried. I'm so kind and gentle, who isn't bullying."

"It is power to be handsome among kids these days. OK!

"Really, it won't be a problem. Look at this."

I was laughing while listening to the bruises asking how many times it was. It was a normal routine. Summer, autumn and winter. After Christmas, my birthday is over. There was no time when it wasn't good to see any memory. Both Yoohyun and I were bright expressions.

And.

"Han Yoo-hyun!!"

I shouted. The hand holding the phone was desperate.

"It's dangerous! Why do you enter Dungeon L! Yoohyun-ah, I'm leaving that to adults... Huh?

My younger brother awoke, and I made every effort to catch him. I was angry, begged, cried and prayed.

"This is what I saw before."

Said the harmless king, leaning his arm on my shoulder. Even after seeing it several times, my stomach hurt. My face was completely different. The younger brother's expression on TV has also changed completely.

"Han Yu-jin will not have to worry about Han Yoo-hyun Hunter. Han Yoo-hyun is an S-class hunter."

The Hunter Association guy told me. The same was true of others. My younger brother was going well, but he kicked his tongue, asking why he was doing that.

"Are you so worried about your brother? You were born in S-class?"

" Look at her face."

How don't you worry. If you're doing really well, and you really want to do it, you should have a bright expression. People said that the personality of the Haeyeon guild leader was originally the same, but my younger brother, whom I had seen for over a decade, was not.

" The gun doesn't work."

Armed me, with a dull face, asked the senior. Even if I was a senior, my experience with monsters was monthly.

"It's a high-grade monster, and it's a low-ranking monster. It's because the efficiency is bad. Even if it is not penetrated, it is pushed out."

At the time, the military was focusing on dealing with the dungeon break, not externally, but domestically. Thanks to this, the enlistment period was also short. He said, because he was brought in a dangerous time, but in reality the army was safer. A certain number of hunters were deployed in each unit, and weapons were also available.

In retrospect, it might have been safely through the period of frequent dungeon breaks because of being dragged by the army. I went to many dangerous places here and there to prevent Yoohyun from working as a hunter.

" bad guy.

After he was discharged, he stepped into an empty house. The moment I opened the door, my expectations collapsed completely. My face twisted as if crying. In the house left alone, he couldn't endure and moved as if he ran away.

And awakening. His fists were clenched. My appearance that I also hated to see was revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

I before the regression.

What? Class F?"

One of the men who wanted to support me made a laugh.

"He's a younger brother and a younger brother! What are you gonna do with this! Should I get it from the Haeyeon guild leader!"

"No, what are you talking about! You can cancel the contract! I don't take equipment and anything!"

It was a contract saying, I will help you to establish yourself as a hunter. When you're just a hunter, it's difficult to equip yourself unless you have enough pockets. The same was true of seeking dungeon attack rights. The contract was not canceled, and I was in debt in the name of equipment rental and strategy fees.

Even if it was intermediate, it would have been a normal contract. But I was an F class, and that was also an assistant.

-Kyarreulk!

"Hey, newcomer! Where are you!"

I saw myself, crouching behind a rock, shaking. The dungeon that entered without any education was fear itself. Of course, no compensation was given to me, who had been busy running away in fear. Han Yu-jin became an F-class hunter.

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