๐๐ก๐๐ฉ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐: ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ง 2
Uljibataar stood firmly in place, arms crossed.
Those who were under Sirke approached him, inviting him to relax and recommending a nearby cafe or restaurant, but Uljibataar shook his head.
“I did not come here to play, I only followed Older brother. I will stay here until Older brother comes out.”
“Chief! Can I go eat?”
“. . .What?”
“I want to look around here. No one from the tribe would believe that there’s an underground city beneath the Gobi Desert. I’ll even buy some souvenirs.”
“. . .You should stay here too, Sansar.”
Uljibataar said, grabbing the collar of her clothes as she was about to leave.
“Ah, why! I want to try the food here!”
“If you really want to eat, wait until Older brother comes out.”
“Um. . . I was going to buy some for Oppa as well. If I ask him to go with me later, will he?”
“Older brother is kind enough to do so.”
Sansar nodded at his words.
“Uum. . . .”
She turned her gaze to the direction of the sound.
Benedict, who had been lying sprawled on the floor, was getting up from his seat while scratching his messy blonde hair.
“Where is this. . . ?”
Benedict said, rubbing his eyes.
“You’ve been sleeping since last night. You snore loudly.”
“Um. . . I’m so thirsty, do you have any cocoa?”
“If I had any, do you think I would have drunk it myself?”
“They don’t have anything like that. But they have water here.”
Uljibataar, who was listening from the side, handed him a water bottle.
“Oh. . . Thanks. You’re much kinder.”
“Hey. Who are you comparing me to? Me? Are you comparing me to Chief right now?”
“I didn’t say anything like that.”
Benedict replied, shaking his head.
“Anyway, where are we right now?”
He took a sip of water and looked around the street, tilting his head in wonder.
I clearly remember drinking airag last night. . . I think I saw some kind of giant snake.
“The Mongolian Deathworm appeared yesterday and Oppa, Chief, and I defeated it. You were too busy sleeping to know.”
“Sansar, you should speak properly. Older brother did it all by himself.”
“Shh, Chief, watch your tone.”
Sansar said, putting her index finger up to her mouth.
“Ah. . . So that was the giant snake. But where is this? A nearby Mongolian tribe?”
“No. It’s an underground city beneath that desert.”
“Wow. . . . There’s something like that?”
“I don’t know much about it since it’s my first time here as well.”
Benedict chuckled.
I’ve heard rumors several times that there’s a city hidden in a secluded area.
I didn’t know it would be in the Gobi Desert of Mongolia though.
“Hmm~~ This place is. . . made by the half-demons? It looks like a space made to avoid the gazes of the demon race and humans.”
Uljibataar looked at him with surprised eyes at his quick judgment, despite waking up from a hangover.
“Your magic sensing ability is not ordinary.”
“It’s ordinary, ordinary. Ow~ My head. But where did the teachers go?”
“They were called by the ‘landlord’ of this place. It seems like Older brother came here from the beginning to see that landlord.”
“Ohใ ก Come to think of it, there was a rumor like that.”
“What rumor?”
Benedict stroked his chin, trying to recall the rumor.
“I think it was about the king of the half-demon being an incredibly beautiful woman.”
“Don’t tell me. . . Is that ‘the’ one from the rumor? No, but isn’t it the king? If it’s the king, it should be a warrior.”
“Wellใ ก I only heard it as a rumor. We can ask Little Master later.”
๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท๐ท
Siwoo looked around the room.
An old wooden desk and chair, a crooked picture hanging on the wall, a photograph of a shyly smiling girl.
Everything was exactly the same as the memory in Siwoo’s head.
“Nothing has changed.”
“That’s because it’s all memories with master.”
The woman looked at Siwoo with affectionate eyes, and soon hugged him tightly as if she couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“You’re so. . . late. . . .”
“Sorry. I had a lot of things to do.”
Siwoo stroked her beautiful white hair.
She has always been a crybaby.
Namir.
She was a demon race that Siwoo had saved her life a long time ago.
Since she had no parents, Siwoo stayed by her side for a while, training her and helping her find a way to live.
Even after Namir had settled down, Siwoo visited her from time to time and took care of her, and thanks to that, she thought of Siwoo as more than just family.
The title of master was something she called him out of her own will.
“Did you come all the way to the desert to see me?”
“Yes. It wouldn’t be easy for you to leave here, so I had to come.”
“Not because of the S-rank gate?”
“That’s. . . part of it.”
Siwoo scratched his cheek with an embarrassed expression.
Namir looked up at him and pouted her lips.
“Why are you pouting again?”
“Master, no matter how I think about it, aren’t you too late? Even if you’re late?”
“Uh. . . Mongolia farther than you thought from Korea?”
“Yes, yes. You must have visited China, the US, and Germany often because they’re close.”
“. . .It’s cheating to say when you know everything.”
Siwoo smiled awkwardly and pinched her cheek lightly.
“Does it feel good to tease your subordinate after seeing them for the first time in a long time?”
“Tease ? When did I ever.”
“Just now. Ah! Don’t you know that no one can touch my body in this ใSult Orddใ? Master is experiencing a great honor right now.”
“Thank you very much.”
ใ๐๐ ๐ก๐ก๐ก. . . ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ข๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง. . . . ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐๐ฒ. . . .ใ
Just then, a black fuzz poked out of Siwoo’s pouch and let out a groan.
“Oh my, what is this?”
Namir let go of the arm she was holding him with and took a step back.
“A doll. . .? A pet. . .?”
“No. It’s a food trash can.”
ใ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ . . . ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ. . . . ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐. . . . ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ง. . . . ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ. . . .ใ
Pre, who had come out of the pouch, climbed onto Siwoo’s head and collapsed as if he was going to faint.
“My, my.”
ใ๐๐ ๐ก. . . . ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ง. . . . ๐’๐ฆ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐. . . .]
Siwoo frowned and glared at Pre, who he couldn’t even see.
“Master, I’ll have a servant make it and bring it to you.”
“No, you don’t have to do that.”
“No, I’m different from the m. a. s. t. e. r., so I love my subordinates terribly.”
Namir said the word ‘master’ with a strong staccato.
A moment later, the ramen that she had requested through Sirke arrived, and Pre came down to the table with a bright smile.
ใ๐๐ก. . . ๐๐ญ’๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ง. . . . ๐๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐. . . . ๐๐จ๐ฎ’๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐๐ก ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ก๐๐๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐. . . .ใ
“Hoohoo. Enjoy your meal.”
Namir said, carefully stroking Pre’s fur.
“Master, please tell me how you’ve been.”
“Well, I have a lot to talk about.”
“That’s okay. You’re not going anywhere now, are you?”
Namir sat down next to the chair Siwoo was sitting on and opened her big eyes wide.
Siwoo explained the key points of his life in the other world, starting from the moment he fought the Demon King, and what happened after he returned.
At first, she listened to his story with a faint smile, but later, her face was filled with shock and astonishment.
“. . .So you killed Ruslana, a member of the organization, and Orobas, a devil, one after the other.”
“After Balok, you killed another devil? By yourself?”
“He was alone too, so I had to kill him alone.”
“I. . . don’t. . . know. . . what. . . to. . . say.”
The sentence ‘I don’t know what to say’ couldn’t even come out properly.
Namir shook her head, unable to follow the story.
“But aren’t devils strong? I know they’re at least as strong as a ranker. Of course, master is the strongest in the world.”
“Well. . . It’s hard to set a standard, but subjectively, they were stronger than S-rank gate boss monsters, but weaker than the Demon King.”
“What kind of standard is that?”
Namir frowned at the analogy that no one could relate to.
The standard that Siwoo mentioned was something that ordinary people could never understand, something from a completely different world.
Who could fight an S-rank gate boss, a devil, and the Demon King and set a reference value?
“Master is as strange as ever, both in the past and now.”
“Really? This is the first time I’ve heard that.”
Of course, he had heard it countless times from many people. Siwoo had just forgotten because it was annoying.
“What do you plan to do from now on, master?”
“It’s always the same, both in the past and now.”
“. . .Get rid of the Demon King?”
“Uh-huh.”
Siwoo replied, looking at Pre, who was sucking in the noodles one strand at a time.
‘๐๐ต’๐ด ๐ข๐ฎ๐ข๐ป๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ-๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ.’
There are creatures that eat more food than their own volume.
“I see. I’ll help you this time too.”
Siwoo looked at her with a slightly surprised face at Namir’s determined words.
“Aren’t you pushing yourself too hard? You don’t have to help me out of a sense of duty.”
The relationship between the half-demon, the demon race, and humans has a more complex history than one might think.
To put it very simply, the half-demon was a group that was rejected and ostracized from everywhere, and because of that, they created an underground city beneath a secluded area and lived secretly among themselves.
Abandoned by the demon race and persecuted by humans, they were a cursed race.
“I didn’t have the strength back then. It’s different now.”
“Definitely. . . You seem to have gotten a bit stronger than the last time I saw you.”
The demon race could use not only magic power but also magic, so in a sense, they had the most blessed body structure.
“Hoohoo. You have to be strong to stand next to master. So I worked hard.”
Namir replied with a proud expression, shrugging her shoulders.
“Yes, thank you. I’ll just accept your feelings.”
“Bleh. You’re not saying that because you don’t want to take me with you, are you?”
“Would I do that? I think of you like my own little sister.”
ใ๐๐ก๐๐ฐใ ก ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ! ๐’๐ฆ ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ!ใ
“Did you wake up well?”
Pre flew around, flapping his wings.
“You look fine.”
“Do you know how I first found out about master?”
“I’m guessing.”
“Oh my, really? How?”
“Wasn’t it Crow?”
“Tha. . . t’s right.”
When Siwoo first saw Crow, a half-demon, he felt a sense of familiarity with the way she used her magic power.
Of course, it was nothing more than a feeling, but after meeting her a few more times, he became convinced that Crow and Namir were related.
That’s why Siwoo’s actions towards IZIZ were also lenient.
“She came to me one day and told me that she had seen the person her sister had been looking for. When she heard your impression and way of speaking, she said it was exactly like master.”
“Then why didn’t Crow tell you about it?”
“Hoohoo. No. I wanted to meet master in person like this and talk to you.”
She replied with a faint smile.
“Yes, thanks to that, it’s nice to see your face too.”
“What do you mean? Are you leaving already?”
“The guys waiting outside are pitiful, and if I stay here for too long, the other half-demons might think it’s strange.”
“I don’t care.”
At that moment, the door opened abruptly and Sirke entered.
“What is it, Sirke?”
“Master, something terrible has happened!”
Namir frowned and got up from her seat and approached her.
“What is it?”
Sirke glanced at Siwoo and said in a voice that only Namir could hear.
“D-Demons have come to the underground city.”
Namir’s eyes widened.
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