224 – People and Heroes (1)
White Dabih did not understand the anger and disgust that flew at him.
Wasn’t Han Jaejoong a person hated by everyone? In particular, the media used to pretend to be fair and subtly bite him. The same goes for magical girls. Weren’t you trying to arrest him earlier? You’re a criminal.
First of all, externally, the reaction is strange because such a vicious person has been killed.
“Uh… Did I hit something again?”
It was sincere. White Davyh may not have praised his actions, but he never dreamed that he would be hated so much.
“…Ah, no, a magical girl is a person….”
Some reporters were startled by the sight of people dying before their eyes, but soon regained their composure and picked up their microphones and cameras.
“A magical girl kills people…!”
Scoop.
Their eyes began to change from fundamental fear and disgust toward the murderer to greed.
‘Killing of White Davih citizens. Is it self-defense? Or was it a drastic response?’ Titles such as ‘Was it a drastic response?’ Pass through my mind like a burst of water.
“Did you feel any guilt while killing someone…?!”
With the world’s most powerful weapons, a pen, a microphone and a camera, a reporter ran forward to perform the magic of freely manipulating people’s emotions.
Such power was not even available to magical girls who manipulated magic. A few articles today will determine White Davikh’s reputation the next day.
‘I will make this woman angry! ‘I can control public opinion!’
Kwasik! The reporter’s head exploded like a broken watermelon as he tried to move forward. An arrow pierced his head. Even after killing one person, the arrow’s momentum did not die at all and continued to move forward.
White Davich deflected the arrow with the tip of her flute.
Kang! The arrow flew in the opposite direction like a baseball.
“Keuuu!”
The exaggerated complaint of pain implicitly expressed how much force went into this single act.
After that, the arrows flew violently.
“aaah!”
“Uh, ohh, f*ck you!”
Most of them were aimed at White Davih, but the arrow did not forgive those that interfered with its path. He advanced, destroying whatever was in front of him.
The instinct for survival is greater than the desire for a scoop. The magic sentence ‘Let the coverage begin’ can defeat a magical girl, but it cannot defeat a monster.
A rusty monster proudly appeared, crossing the crowd of people who were running away in despair.
“Uh. “There isn’t a single one, you bastard.”
He first trampled on the dead reporter’s body and at the end left an answer to his will.
“Hey, what are you?”
“W-what have you done…What have you done!”
Beside him, Libra, chained, was foaming at the mouth and shouting.
“My, my proof! My big dream… Four years ruined it all! I can’t forgive! “I can never forgive you!!!”
Rather than run away, Blue Sirius stabilized and fell asleep, and Han Jae-joong died before he could commit a heroic act.
If saving her lover from the path of corruption was a heroic act, it could be seen as such, but what Libra wanted did not end there.
It was a sacrifice for a more macroscopic cause.
“Lord, kill me! Headsman! Kill that crazy b*tch! Hurry!”
“I still think so. “Try your mouth.”
Amundsen made an arrow in the hand holding the chain that bound Libra and used it as a demonstration.
“I will definitely kill you…!”
Sigh. She ground her teeth in protest. The arrows that left his hand split into several branches and flew towards White Davih. Arrows filled with no dead angles.
White Davich quickly put his flute to his mouth and exhaled loudly. Beep! An unpleasant flute sounded once, and the ground shook.
Bodies came up through the ground, and the corpses took the arrows aimed at their owners instead. Some arrows pierced through the corpse, but thanks to their lowered power, they were able to be shot down.
“Why the hell! Were you friends?”
“He was a colleague.”
Amundsen raised his arrow again.
“Shouldn’t we take revenge?”
As soon as the arrow once again left his hand, he threw back his bow and took out his weapon anew. It was a great sword. A sword that looks the same as the one used by Botis in the past.
“I guess this is the reason, you damn b*tch?”
When I swung it vigorously, three sword blades were created. Each slash progressed as if scraping the floor with a fingernail.
“Ah, now it’s getting dangerous….”
Arrows flying without blind spots and even slashes coming right after blocking the arrows. It was bound to be difficult to deal with.
“Oh, I don’t know!”
I feel like I’m already hated, but if I hate you even more, it’ll be there. White Davich played the flute, not caring that there were many eyes watching.
Seungcheong (承聽).
The power to draw out the power of the dead and override it.
The clear sound of the flute rang out, and the shadow spread widely along with the speed of the sound. The shadow spread widely like a wave on the water’s edge, eating away all matter in its path like black eating all colors.
“What?!”
Amundsen let out a roar. All of his own attacks were in vain.
“Ugh… This… It’s really tough…”
White Davih took a deep breath. Seungcheong is good in everything else, but its flaw is that it consumes too much stamina and mana. Or maybe it’s just the soul that was summoned. When he was alive, he was a person who loved to eat.
“Stop being rude. “If he’s dead, he’ll just eat the ancestral rites quietly. What kind of magic power do you have…”
“One day!!”
At that time, someone came running. She is someone she knows well, someone she was particularly close to during her time in Korea.
“Jiknyeo!”
It was Red Vega. White Davich spread her arms out to help her.
But her clenched fist is not the enemy,
“Why!”
He headed towards White Davih. Bang! Her fist passed by and hit the floor, creating a rough shake.
“Why did you kill me!”
“Yes, yes?”
Red Vega was desperately angry at the fact that she killed her Han Jaejoong. She was much more emotionally upset than the monster who spoke as a colleague.
“Oh, that’s right.”
Looking at her like that, White Davich remembered her past and what she had promised to do. Another favor that came with the promise to kill her 5 minutes before she died.
‘I asked you to find out how Jiknyeo felt, but you didn’t hear me.’
Well, I could call him and listen to him later, but with this blow, there was actually no need to do that.
It’s like you’ve already heard the answer.
“Hmm, I see.”
Even if he is his enemy, he is sad and angry at his death.
“Jiknyeo was also a person.”
Good and evil. A two-faced and three-dimensional person.
Her human heart was in her too.
Red Vega’s words seemed to deny that he was a hero, so he swung his fist without replying.
“Well, by the way! “He was going to die anyway, so you don’t have to be that angry….”
“Are you crazy?!”
“Yes, of course you shouldn’t do that, yes.”
The fist wrapped in fire was quite threatening. Behind him, Amundsen was preparing to attack again. And after that…..
“How dare you….”
The moon shining brighter than the sun in the sky had arrived on earth.
“How dare you treat my benefactor…!”
Silver Luna used divinity.
“And even Gray…! As expected, I can’t forgive you!!!”
He bit his lip so hard that red blood dripped from his pretty lips. I tried to hold back, but it was still impossible.
I didn’t think about his way of seeing or his social status. I just hope they can punish that person.
I ran away with a huge moonlight wrapped around my body.
“Uh… This is a bit like me….”
Red Vega, Amundsen, and Silver Luna are attacking together. Even the feelings they had were clearly murderous (the fact that even Red Vega was like that hurt her quite a bit).
Even if you use Seungcheong, there is no chance of surviving here.
Just before the three-colored starlight came together and reached White Davih, her body disappeared.
“Oh.”
“Huh?”
The two magical girls stopped in confusion.
“What the f*ck.”
Amundsen also muttered as if he was displeased. He did not lose sight of this chaotic situation.
Just before her White Davich disappeared, a butterfly of her strange color touched her.
“Hmm, nothing can escape my sight….”
All that remains is to find the owner of the butterfly. Amundsen lifted the corner of his mouth with a smirk.
It was immediately after that that he realized that the Libra he had been tied to had disappeared.
“…f*ck.”
Amundsen secretly left the scene, rationalizing that he was able to escape because he was not in his line of sight.
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It was soon possible to find the butterfly’s owner. His eyes were specialized for tracking. He was able to reach White Davich based on the trajectory of starlight and other traces.
Actually, there was no need to reason.
“It’s been a while.”
Amundsen looked at the neatly clean and fresh signboard in the narrow alley.
The word Baekho (白湖) is engraved on a wooden sign, and vines are wrapped around it. It looks like it was intentionally wrapped for aesthetic effect.
A stylish private cafe.
By now, a scene of brutal slaughter must have unfolded inside.
“That little guy… I guess he left his share for me, right?”
It was Jo Ayun who kidnapped White Davih. She cared for Han Jae-joong so much that there was no way she would have left White David unharmed. I’m sure he took her out of that place to cause her pain all by himself.
There was a ‘closed’ sign on the door, indicating that it was closed today, but unfortunately Amundsen could not read English.
She would have done the same thing, of course, even if she had read it.
“Let’s lose some together!”
Boom! Without any hesitation, Amundsen kicked down her door and stepped inside her store.
“You didn’t kill them first, right? I believe it, f*ck it.”
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I believe that Jo Ayun will leave her share of the beatings.
“…?”
But what he saw in his eyes was not the sight of Jo Ayun cruelly torturing White Davih.
“Hmm? Fuuup-!!”
Haru, who was peacefully sipping sweet milk tea, was startled and spewed out the contents of her mouth towards Amundsen. The sticky light brown drink drenched his face.
“Why are you fine?”
“There’s no way your brother would have done something without consulting me.”
Boom! Odette appeared behind Amundsen. Before Amundsen could react, she moved numerous butterflies.
Shususususung. Countless butterflies touched his limbs. It was a very careful attack, down to every joint of the finger.
“I promised when I told you about your lifespan. There will be no secrets between us. This is something I already knew. “Did you f*cking think I’d act like a monster like you?”
At the same time, his limbs were broken into pieces and scattered everywhere.
“That’s right! The promise I made between you and me was a lie! “Besides, you were so embarrassed that you scolded me!”
“That’s natural. You openly say that sh*t in front of people…! You crazy b*tch. Of course, things like murder have to be done secretly. It’s such an obvious fact. Why is it like that? Ok?!”
“A lot of people say it’s obvious.”
“It’s obvious, you idiot!”
“I do not follow common sense!”
“Then why don’t you just go and live in the forest naked!”
It wasn’t cut off. It was just dispersed. Even the victim, Amundsen himself, could not understand what was happening.
Her own limbs were scattered, but his function and sensation were still maintained. There is no hindrance to life.
“Well, but was that such a strange thing? Isn’t your brother a national villain now? He thought he would be praised instead….”
“Who would praise someone for killing someone right in front of their eyes? Moreover, there were magical girls who had always been friends with her brother… Sigh. “It’s going to be a disaster.”
Only after moving his body a little did Amundsen realize that his body had been moved, not cut.
Just like when moving the body to the coordinates where the butterfly is located, only the parts of his body are moved to the coordinates where the butterfly is located.
However, the path used for the movement (close to the portal) is open rather than closed, so the senses are still maintained.
“…What are you doing?”
“I don’t want my precious store to be ruined.”
Odette removed her transformation and sat down on the chair, crossing his legs. There was arrogance hanging at the corners of his mouth.
It was not a huge arrogance, but a trivial pride, similar to the sneer you laugh when making fun of someone.
“You are a shabby customer.”
“That guy is the enemy who killed Han Jaejoong! Are you crazy? Have you been brainwashed somewhere?! No, what the f*ck are you doing with this technology? “You’ve never been able to do something like this!”
“Stop f*cking using it. “My ears hurt from swearing.”
“You’re not using it!”
“My voice is pretty!”
“Look at my face turning red because I’m so embarrassed even after I said it. I’m so dumbfounded, I’m so damned.”
“….”
Amundsen clicked his tongue. Jo Ayun’s condition is not normal. He must have been brainwashed by something.
Originally, there was no way he could defeat a great monster like himself. There is no way such a delicate technique could be performed by an ignorant woman wearing strong makeup.
That woman is the culprit. It’s obvious that that woman who carelessly sips milk tea or something has been brainwashed!
“And her brainwashing must have had the power to cause power-ups. You there! White b*tch! “I know everything!”
“You know what kind of pestilence….”
Joayun glanced at Amundsen, who was muttering something, with disdain and turned his gaze towards Haru.
“I think I’ve had enough rest now, but isn’t it time to start working?”
“…Well, honestly, I don’t recommend it.”
Haru flinched and shook his shoulders and spoke to Jo Ayun as if making an excuse.
“Even if you bring them back to life as a zombie, they have no personality. Oh, and I can talk to ghosts, but that’s only for me and Senpai can’t hear them. In other words, it’s just a matter of seeing a crying corpse… Um, huh? Wait a minute.”
Haru suddenly stopped talking and immediately raised the corners of his mouth as if he had insight.
“Aren’t I the boss from now on? Senpai, if you want to talk to your brother, give me a better tribute… Ah. Oh, don’t do it. Sick. Sorry.”
Joayun repeatedly hit Haru’s head with a rolled-up magazine without answering.
“Don’t be a b*tch, quickly transform and take it out.”
“Hey, this is abuse of foreign workers! “It is the bourgeoisie that persecutes the sacred workers!”
“Do you want to be beaten more?”
“….”
In the end, I cried and transformed one day.
“You may really regret it. And this is a corpse. “If you touch it wrongly, it becomes poisonous.”
“…Are you talking about me?”
“It’s okay to hug because the corruption has stopped, but it’s prohibited to have too much skinship… Ah, why are you hitting me?”
“That’s because you’re talking crazy!”
What are you looking at me for? Jo A-yoon slammed the magazine down on her butt with her face full of red.
“Hmph… Are you really calling me?”
“Uh.”
White Darby swallowed her breath and took out her horn. She gently grasped her horn, and it broke into pieces, and one of her horns came out.
A flute with scales that allows for more detailed playing. It was a choice to more carefully navigate the border between life and death.
Joa Yun watched her preparation process and spoke her words to Amundsen.
“…Look.”
“What?”
“The reason I didn’t do anything.”
The beautiful sound of the flute filled the store. Music with a classical beauty. White Davych, playing the flute diligently, reminded me of a neat classical musician, if only by her appearance.
You look really pretty when you just keep your mouth shut. Jo Ayun felt regretful.
Please shut up for the rest of your life.
As the performance continued, White Davich’s shadow grew larger. Before she knew it, she had eroded the entire cafe floor. Someone wriggled out of the shadows.
“Oh really… I didn’t want to see you like this. “I finally got to see it.”
An adult male with light brown hair. Blank space near the center of the shirt, nothing inside. She made him guess that she had no heart.
The white skin became even paler and even had a bluish feel. The appearance, without any color whatsoever, made it possible to conclude that it was a corpse.
Jo Ayun spoke to the corpse.
“I came back from the dead, oppa.”
The corpse’s eyes open.
“It’s a coincidence.”
He answered.
“Me too.”
White Davich opened her mouth in disbelief. She did the same with Amundsen.
“Why can I tell you?”
Did I kill him wrong? White Davich tried to control the shadow once again, but was stopped after being hit on the head by Jo A-yoon.
“Do you really know how worried I was? I almost went brain dead, but barely survived! Just for my brother… Because of my brother…! I don’t usually show off like this, but I can’t stand it this time. “Now praise me quickly!”
Jo Ayun ran to Han Jaejoong’s arms at a very fast speed and hugged him. It has a cold body temperature and no pulse, but it exists here like this.
“Wow, wow… That’s something to be proud of… Hmm… It’s a reminder that I’ve been very fortunate…”
He came back. What could be happier than this?
“But, Ah-yoon…?”
Jo Ayun buried her face in his stomach. Even though he was a corpse, he was wet. It was sweat, not blood. More precisely, it was a cold sweat.
“Who are these people…?”
Cold sweat while nervous. He pretended to be relaxed and peaceful, but he could not hide the embarrassment that lay inside.
“Why am I here like this… And Ayuna! What is that piercing! “Since when did you become so bad…”
“Oppa?”
“What if Seolhwa finds out? Ha… Uh, Ayuna. It’s natural to want to dress up at that age, but if you do it so openly… isn’t that kind of a thing when you’re a student?”
“…Oppa.”
He is Han Jaejoong, whom Jo Ah-yoon was familiar with. He was Han Jaejoong before he disappeared into Dark Matter.
“What do you mean? Why am I a student? I’m an adult. Twenty-two this year!”
Of course, he came back.
“If you are twenty-two… Uh… Am I twenty-four? hahahaha, just kidding~ Ah-yoon, don’t make jokes and quickly explain the defect….”
“How old are you now, brother?”
“I’m a senior in high school.”
However, a little too much.
“I’m nineteen this year. Uh. No, wait a minute. No wait, twenty-two… Or twenty-three…? When was it… Ahahahahaha! That’s right. Okay, Ayun is an adult by now… Why did I think she was still a student? Now, just for a moment, my memory is a little poor and my sense of time is a bit weird… So…”
He came back.
“Uh, um. Okay. Twenty three! “I remember just trying to prepare for a job.”
As Han Jaejoong before losing his memory.
As Han Jaejoong before using the power of the belt.
