355 Dad's too strong. Episode 354.

Turn around... Dang... I'm not ready yet...

Let's go back... ...you're not ready yet... ...

It was faint at first.

The fragmented memory is as if the rusty bronze mirror was cleansed.

Every night's dreams have become clearer as time goes by.

Go back. You're not ready yet.

The woman's eyes, in a fluttering gown, were as lifeless as they were whitishly faded.

The man in the woman's eyes was just looking straight at her.

The man in this life was working as a secretary of the forest.

Not yet, not enough.

The man slowly closed his eyes.

Blood is being cut from his abdomen.

Was he stabbed? No, what was in the woman's hand was a small wooden plaque.

The woodpecker engraved with the inscription "Hometown" slowly disappeared like a haze.

However, the handle of the sword held by the woman remained intact.

It's unusual.

This is the last one. My strength is... That's it.

The woman's body disappeared like a mirage in a moment.

Now the memory of men will be completely extinguished.

If the man finds an interpreter, the woman may recall the man again, but that was a very, very rare probability.

Upset!

Blood from the abdomen completely covered the man's red ginseng, but the man showed little response as if he were familiar.

This was the last time the ceremony returned to the day of transition to the midfield.

Now the woman could no longer use her strength.

How many times has it been?

Dead beyond count, dead again and again.

This was far beyond the effect of the 'Return Clock'.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

The woman wept as she was disappearing.

A sense of guilt, sorry, regret for a man.

He attracted an innocent man

It's made a man too burdened.

However, the man smiled rather to reassure the woman.

The man's smile reassured the woman.

It's okay, you seemed to say you did your best.

I'm so... I'm sorry.

The woman squeezed out her last strength and gave the man the handle of the sword she was holding.

The man with the handle raised his head and looked up at Hajum.

I don't know how many times I've seen you.

Blimey!

Cecilia, how dare you!

an angry villain

It was bizarre.

There was a big horn on his head that was not even an animal.

Cecilia called him 'Solomon.'

He said it was the first 'second seat' like Cecilia.

Now I was a demon who ate the whole core, but I was once a human being.

Swoosh.

The man raised the sword.

A beam of flash flooded Solomon with a roar.

Was it a big blow?

Solomon had one arm cut off, and blood was scattered on the cut side.

But the arms were regenerated, and the attack only awakened his anger more.

Surely you're right.

With so murmuring, the man's divinity vanished from nowhere.

It is a return to the past.

The man who was returned to the past by you will throw away the blade again.

With the reactionary using forced repatriation, the memory of the heart will be lost, like the woman, but it's good anyway.

Qua'ang!

Solomon's fist hit the earth fiercely.

Not only did the ground fall into a mudslide, but its place was extinguished.

As if there was nothing in the first place.

* * *

Center, buffer zone.

A woman woke up from the safest and most dangerous place in the world.

No, she's too small for a woman.

Also, he seemed to be not an ordinary human being.

The girl with rabbit ears and pure white wings awoke from her sleep with harsh breathing.

"Oh, my God..."

Is it this dream again?

The girl took a deep breath after shedding the sweat from her forehead and collected sweat from her forehead.

Originally, it was once every few decades, but it became clearer and shorter.

I don't know what kind of bizarre dog dream this is, but it was horrifyingly realistic.

To flop.

'I want to see an adventurer.'

Girl, Cecilia recalled Dojun, who occasionally came to the buffer zone.

The adventurer, who could come into the buffer zone whenever he wanted, has already become a special person for Cecilia.

Not really, it wasn't chicken, cake, or kimchi stew.

You miss him as a "friend" with a pure heart.

...rumbling.

'I want to eat chicken...... eh?'

As soon as I finished thinking, I could smell chicken somewhere.

Cecilia blinked and sniffed.

It is to activate the sense of smell to the maximum.

And I saw that there was a real smell of chicken in a place that wasn't far away.

"It's chicken!"

Seeing the chicken box lying in the middle of the field, Cecilia rushed to it.

There was no one around.

Cecilia opened the box in a hurry, and inside the box was fried fried chicken.

"Wow, wow!"

And the moment I was about to take my hand towards the drumstick.

Yuck!

Isn't the chicken box moving one meter suddenly?

Cecilia blinked and walked back toward the chicken box.

But somehow every time I tried to pick up the chicken, the box kept running away.

It was then.

A fungus appeared from the sky.

The crack soon threw up a man.

The man saw Cecilia hopping around trying to catch the fleeing chicken box, sighed and gestured in the air.

.......

Yong-yong, whose invisibility cloak was peeled off, stopped dragging the chicken box with his front foot.

Then he looked alternately at Cecilia and Dojun, and slipped the chicken box with his front paws toward Cecilia, and coughed in vain as if nothing had happened.

...eat it up.

* * *

[Self-reflection]

[I'm playing around with the eating rag]

[I never did this again.]

Yong-yong was wriggling his pencil, sentenced to a single letter of apology.

Cecilia's tears, which she might have been deceived by mischief, quickly disappeared by eating chicken legs.

"The slanderous one, the adventurer. This place is so delicious!"

"Really? Eat a lot. Yongyong bought it."

"Oh, thank you, Overload."

"If you're grateful, instead of a letter of apology..."

Yong-yong, who made eye contact with Do-jun, grabbed the pencil again without complaining.

Cecilia, who had been eating chicken hastily for a long time, looked at the half-empty chicken and said to Do-jun, "How full I was, looking at the half-empty chicken.

'Excuse me, adventurer."

"A hat?"

"No, not that, I had a dream today. Want to hear it?"

Cecilia pricked her ears.

It was clear that the action meant "Please listen!"

Dojun tried hard to hold back his laughter and nodded.

"I'm here. I was in another dimension, not here. It was a place called Jungwon, but people's clothes were very unique. That's what I wore in my dream. Oh, this isn't important. I stabbed someone anyway. Saying they're not ready yet..."

She told me everything she had dreamed of.

After stabbing the man, Solomon suddenly appeared, and the man eventually disappeared while bleeding.

Listening to the story, Do-joon recalled a scene that was played in his head when he first grabbed a wooden board called "Hometown."

Go back, you're not ready yet.

If Cecilia is right.

It was a dream, but the woman in memory was Cecilia.

But the image of the woman in memory and Cecilia was quite different.

"By any chance."

Dojun took the wooden tablet out of his arms and showed it to Cecilia.

Cecilia saw the wooden plaque and was surprised.

"This is it, this! I stabbed a man with this. Wow, that's amazing! Where did you get this?"

"Sometimes I got it by chance."

A wooden plaque obtained at the Artifact auction.

Cecilia turned the necklace around and returned it to Dojun.

I didn't go through anything that had any special power.

He didn't feel any energy either.

Cecilia then grabbed Do-jun's wrist holding the crutch and pulled him to her stomach and showed him a gesture of stabbing.

Nothing happened.

"It must be a real dog dream. Hehe."

Cecilia laughed like a naive child.

Do-joon smiled and stroked his head.

The girl was in a good mood, leaving her head in her hand, floundering about.

However, Dojun did not take lightly what Cecilia said about the dream.

'Solomon came to the midfield... la.'

Dojun had no such memory.

However, it was too coincidental to think that Cecilia had a dog dream.

The dream and the scene that Dojun came up with were too much in sync.

Presumably in the dream, the woodpecker was more likely to have the power of regression.

Not just a day ago, but a long time before that, like a "people's watch."

'By the way, the sword handle...'

I took a thousand swords out of my arms.

Although it was originally a lost item that was left with only a handle left, Dojun was operating well with a flag here.

Anyway, Cecilia, who saw the heavenly sword, had her eyes wide open again.

"Adventurer, have you been in my dream? That's amazing!"

"Is it the same as you saw in your dreams?"

"Yes! It's exactly the same!"

Dojun put the wooden plaque and the heavenly sword back into his arms.

Cecilia's eyes glistened like a child who saw magic, seeing not one but two things in a dream.

Is there such a coincidence like this.

"Maybe we had a connection in our previous lives!"

"Maybe."

"I'm sure it will. Hehe."

Cecilia felt better and began to eat the chicken again.

* * *

"When will you come again next time?"

When she said she was leaving now, Ceselia asked impatiently.

No matter how [publishing] you may be, it will be a lot lonely to be alone in this vast field,

Do-joon and Yong-yong were aware of the fact, so they tried to visit as often as possible.

"I'll be back next month."

"Yes, thank you!"

"Oh... I think I forgot something.

Yong-yong seemed to be on his way.

I kept shaking my feet and tilting my head.

Something, something very important... Feels like I've forgotten something important.

'Oh, what is it? I think it's really important.'

"Goodbye, then!"

Yong-yong shook his front feet, leaving his uncomfortable feeling behind.

* * *

After visiting the buffer zone, Dojun was reading the newspaper as usual.

Boiling, bubbling.

Cassiel is boiling water in a coffee pot to drink cocoa.

Then suddenly, my eyes fell on the chicken coupon in the refrigerator.

When I counted, there were counted.

"Uh... one more coupon for a chicken service."

It was then.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Yong-yong, lying on the sofa, stood up screaming.

He's coming up to Dojun.Dunny's front feet swung open.

It was a sign of urgency.

Lord, Master! Ku, I didn't bring the coupon!

"......"

Dojun slightly touched his forehead and opened the door to the buffer zone.

an end