The mont he opened the basent door, Minjun witnessed an awkward scene an alien priest sitting on the cold floor. He was ditating while sitting cross-legged. Perhaps he was praying
This was a common sight so far. However, was there a priest praying with the TV on? Why was it turned on Was it an Orc mating entertainnt? It was also notorious for its violence and sensationalism.
What? Is that self-discipline training?
He wondered if he was doing ntal training to overco any temptation or obstruction, like archers training in archery in a ballpark full of spectators. A judge nad Yuntus was in a state of trance and did not even know that Minjun had entered. He then checked to see if he was out of fluid, but luckily, the soul was well inside the body.
Flicking ones finger often changed the density of the air. This was because it wasnt just a sound. He felt his concentration break naturally, and Yuntus opened his eyes. In addition to this, when he found Minjun, he began to tremble and tighten his body. Minjun asked, pointing to the screen. Does that help with training?
= Yes! of course. I cant understand the language but look at how enthusiastic everyone is. Looking at it reminds of the past. With a proud heart, I started praying without realizing it. It felt like I had to go back to the beginning. =
It was an alumni response as well as an unusual confession. At the sa ti, on the screen, n were fighting over one beautiful Orc. Ah, among the veterans who participated in the war, she looked just like a woman who broke a marble table in order to wield it.
Did you live like that in the past?
I wasnt a normal person.
Minjun decided not to be curious about anything anymore. He then conveyed the purpose that ca down while leaving the past of Yuntus buried. The high priest of Ellahu-Praga then awakened the powers of nightmares. The ability to go to the place where the original race slept and gather talents while at the sa ti dyeing their dreams terribly.
Minjun then demanded that he use that power on himself, here and now. He was evidently trying so sort of sleep hypnosis therapy.
=Of course you can.=
Then lets do it right away.
Since Yuntus was not in a state where his divine power was on runaway mode like the Patriarch, it seed better to try while sleeping. Minjun started a fire and disinfected the sli bed used by Ha Eun-seong. During his stay here, the scale marks were clear, indicating that he and the water were one. After he was ready, he then lay his body down.
=Then, lets begin.=
The mont the light lit from the judges hand, Minjun plunged himself into the swamp of Suma ().
***
Sister, Im here.
Are you? Sit down and wait. Im almost done with what Im doing now.
A few days after returning to Germany, Ha Eun-seong ended up getting invited by Cathy. It was an offer that could not be refused at all, to have lunch or a simple al together. It was because he was already suffering from withdrawal symptoms after staying abroad.
Ha Eun-seong beca happy as he slled the scent that filled the kitchen. Cathy was cooking while holding the blessings of mankind, so as not to go against her expectations.
What is all that in the hallway? He was referring to the heaps of paper piled up. Most appeared to be unopened envelopes.
The landlord frowned and replied, I will throw it all away. Because it is overseas mail, it is cumberso to return it.
A visit to the Rare of the Sea Dragon in Germany led to an unexpected situation. The Dafins, a mber of the dragon family who saw a beauty capable of living on both amphibians, started sending multiple letters after that day. The contents were almost identical as if they had been copied, and ended with a sentence such as I want to be your keeper.
No even if I say that Im in love
Okay, I think its done.
The first plate was tenderloin seasoned with mandarin sauce. Ha Eun-seong soon forgot all of the agony that had been tornting his head these days. He imdiately dug in, and Cathy went back to her fire instead of sitting next to him. The fragrant sound of boiling oil resounded like music. Todays the seed to be Chinese food.
Wow, that big fish goes in.
Ha Eun-seong, who was watching the cooking, suddenly had a question. But was that frying pan really that big?
Can I ask you sothing? Regarding Germany. Ha Eun-seong was the only person invited today. Another person who could give an answer was because one was stuck at ho these days and did not co out. He seed to have forgotten what he was worried about, even sealing the frying pan, and was evidently doing well with Cathy, but he couldnt help but worry. What the hell happened while I was underwater in Bremanhaven?
As he knew, the goal of this job was to secure Jochaims life, but on his return ho, he was not accompanied by a priest. However, that didnt an the mission had failed.
He then asked Minjun, but he kept his mouth shut saying he would tell him later, and Ha Eun-seong, who was found to be complicated because of the thought of a murderer, also declined to comnt. Ah, thats it
Ha Eun-seong didnt even have the confidence to explain what he had seen and heard there, and he knew that it shouldnt be. This was because Minjun emphasized secrecy. To be honest, he didnt even understand all the conversations between the priests and Minjun.
However, the word committee was clearly understood. It was an organization that was quite difficult to know even if one was not interested in the world outside the Earth. He then found himself bewildered. No, wasnt that person an agent hired in Korea?
However, why were they talking about working for aliens? Ha Eun-seongs astonishnt did not stop there. For so reason, the judges, who were in the midst of arguing and fighting, suddenly appeared to worship Minjun like a god.
I thought he wasnt an ordinary person, but
Co to think of it, he didnt know anything about Minjuns background. And so, he felt even more anxious. Not only was he in touch with the alien alliance, but the fearso person who instantly turned the clergy who had been fighting fiercely a while ago into followers
The reality was that he treated himself as a slave. Ha Eun-seong answered the question with another question. Hey Youre quite rich, arent you?
Cathy avoided an imdiate answer. Why are you asking that?
Is that the secret to doing other jobs besides being a contract agent? Like a two-job or a three-job.
After all, the attitude of civilized people in the 21st century to naturally treat people like slaves was also strange. The boldness of declaring soone to be private property, leaving the race, felt like the words and deeds of a person who had been repeating the sa thing for many years. However, if one were to say that it was a place where such pre-modern acts took place in modern Korea
Isnt it like being engaged in salt farm slavery as a side job?
Ah, Minjun-san, I hate that kind of thing.
Yeah Its strange.
Ha Eun-seong, who had turned away, suffered from Cathys persistence. In the end, he couldnt stand it and began to tell an adapted version of the story.
What. So in the end, youre saying that the priest Minjun was aiming for died on the spot, right? Didnt he find the patriarchs body? Minjun had asked Cathy to share only the stories that would be known to the public. Knowing too much could put her at risk. After all, he didnt know now where the source of that threat could be.
As she recounted her story, Cathy tilted her head. Its kind of weird that such a high priest would die with only his arm cut off Would that be excessive bleeding?
Even if it was impossible for her to regenerate or reattach according to her common sense, her wounds should have healed right away.
= She probably lost faith. = The frying pan she was holding interrupted the conversation.
What do you an?
Knowing that he had started a conversation with the blessing of mankind, Ha Eun-seong concentrated on food again, all while thinking that the governnt should distribute one of those treasures per household.
= I dont know what happened in Germany, but my belief in a divine existence was shaken or unsettled. There are many cases of priests losing their divine power because of that. =
Cathy found this surprising. Okay? Its not that Im actually a convert or insulting God If I just change my mind, do I lose my ability?
= This is the singularity of divine power. It is also the basis for claiming that that power is not Gods grace. Scholars who think so believe that the secret of divine power lies in the brain, not in the gods. Thinking () determines power, that is, the brain determines it. =
Have I said sothing similar before?
= Yes. In the human example, rember that religious thinking is associated with the brain regions responsible for the pleasure response? It is the story of that school that the emotion stimulated then affects the divine power. If you are interested in this topic, I have a book to recomnd. Please read Faith and Divinity: A Brain Science Perspective, by Norche OMara, religious scholar and biologist of Dinsion #91-565. The content is quite substantial, but I dont know if it has been translated to Earth. In any case, they claim, the mont one loses faith, the corresponding opposite would happen in their brain. And so, one would lose divine power. =
Cathy tilted her head. But people dont think religiously 24 hours a day. Just because I dont think of God doesnt an I lose this ability.
=What they pay attention to is not when they dont think about God, but on the brain activity that occurs when they stop believing in God. I rember an interesting part of the book I read. To take the human example again, when they feel distrust, the forebrain insula is activated on both sides. But the process is said to be very similar to the reaction when you feel a certain emotion. =
What is that feeling?
The frying pan answered shortly. =Hate.=
***
So that slender woman fell down right after Kwak Do-chul attacked? Is this the story?
Yes, thats right.
The chief, who rushed to the scene, sighed in disbelief. Park Jeongpal looked at him with a calm expression. Orc detectives and vigilantes, who witnessed the murder of the person being protected in front of them about ten minutes ago, imdiately responded with fire and tried to subdue the criminal.
However, it turned out that there was no need. The wife, who brutally murdered her husband, fell to the ground in a picturesque and elegant pose. Right after that
Aaaaaaaaaah!
The mournful screams continued. The woman dropped her sword to the floor and scread frantically as she looked at her well-drained blood and her husbands body. It was a bizarre scene in which she scread in horror, even though she was the one who had committed the cri in the first place.
Whoops!
Like a marionette with a broken thread, the woman fell. Jeongpal, who imdiately ran and handcuffed her, witnessed an even more bizarre situation. Her arm and her leg bones were completely broken.
I heard the story.
Her exposed skin turned purple and puffy. It was like internal bleeding.
Jeongpal began to point out one more thing. By the way, that movent before she fell, it wasnt sothing an ordinary person could see. More than any other weapon master Ive ever seen
The chief laughed bitterly. According to the docunts, she was not a person who was supposed to be born with this ability, However, because she was born with a weak body, she was often in and out of the hospital.
Pointing out that part, the chief scoffed at him. You have to inflate in moderation for fear that you havent done your job properly.
Kwak Do-chul died while Jeongpal had been protecting him. It ant that it was a ploy to avoid pointing out work negligence by overestimating the criminal. Anyway, if one were to look at the black box and CCTV, it would all be revealed.
If one were to get angry here, he would have to risk his position. However, Jeongpal did not fall for the trick. It was to avoid such bullshit. The perpetrator had been taken to the hospital under police supervision, but the most important evidence to take first ended up getting thrown away.
The sword that fell to the ground made a sound.
Whoa! Whoa! Of course, a healthy sword did not resonate alone.
When is the agent coming? Cutting a persons neck cleanly was a more difficult task than one might think. He didnt know if it was a subtle move like Jeongpals testimony, but it was not unusual for an ordinary individual to do such a thing anyway. Due to this line of thinking, they decided not to touch the sword.
After all, they didnt know if there was any curse on it. For example, in the kind where the person holding it was engulfed in madness and then self-destructed. For that reason, he was waiting for a contract agent of the National Police Agency to appear.
Chief, you have arrived now.
The wizard who finally appeared on the scene looked at the sword and said: What, did you just call in the middle of the night just for this? I also knew that soone was going to die right away. I have a lot of fears.
At this, he grumbled and swore so more. Looking at it, its not a sealed soul, its a low-quality product with cheap artificial intelligence embedded in it, right? There is no reaction to my spirit detection magic.
Then what about a curse?
No, theres nothing like that. At the very least, nothing has a basic secondary magic applied on it.
The chief nodded. Im just saying that the knife wasnt the reason we were looking for.
Only then did the forensics team co to collect the evidence. The chief looked away from there and looked at reporters competing for coverage outside the police line. He frowned. Look at them bustling around like a flock of dogs.
It was not uncommon to hear gunshots and screams echoing through residential neighborhoods in the middle of the night. There was no way that so many people would co just because of that, and it was clear that information had gotten leaked in the middle.
The dia must have been anxious when such an incident occurred in the anti. The chief frowned at Jeongpal. Pray that your girlfriend has been cursed badly in order to cover the mistake that had blown the famous actor right in front of your eyes. Let the dia sll it.
The chief was dissatisfied with Jeongpal, who was an Orc, and refused to obey him. Jeongpal decided to chew instead of putting it on fire. Then the boss tried to throw another word Whoops!
Huh?
The chief didnt say anything more. The murmur over the police line also ceased for a mont. Everyones eyes were fixed on the wizard who had been judging the sword.
He then looked down with a bewildered expression. A sharp blade had suddenly pierced through his abdon. Crazy! As if the protective amulet hidden under his clothes had been pierced through as well, sparks flew around the blade and blue flas flew out.
Ahhhhhhh!
A brief shriek broke out among the reporters but was soon drowned out by the sound of a flashlight. Each one clearly captured the event that had just happened with a cara and eyes.
Hey, thats crazy Get that bastard! The forensic team investigator who pulled out the long sword with one swooping motion rely smiled faintly.
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