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I don't know if I should call this a good thing.

Marcin had never gone into all-out war ahead of the newly born black ops.

Of course, just in case, I'm keeping my guard up as far as I can.

As far as 12 hours have gone by, there's no sign of any action, so you can assume the intention to attack here is gone.

Of course, when it was confined to the intention of an attack on this side,

“Alveheim is the next Marcin. ”

Not in Savior's territory, but on the outskirts of war.

We'll still have the will to attack Alveheim.

“Why are you so sure? ”

Cheonjin asked me.

“Yes, there is. ”

For the past 12 hours, I have been vigilant and thoughtful in the conference room.

I was able to reach one conclusion.

“The purpose of drinking is to keep history right. ”

“Keeping history · · · · ·? ”

“Yes.”

When I think of cases where Marcin exhibited abnormal behavior in turn, I get a sense.

“You know the drill. The fate of this world, the future, is fixed. ”

“Yes.”

He smiles shyly with his hands in his eyes.

If you are a natural being with eyes and eyes that can see destiny, you should know that the fate of this world is fixed.

“And you know my appearance has twisted that fate. ”

The spirit frowned slightly.

It's an enlightened face.

You seem to have noticed.

“I see. The purpose of the drink is to restore that twisted fate.” ”

“Yes. What happened on the fierce ground was an event that had never happened before in history. ”

From the confrontation between Mephisto and Lucifer to the emergence of Michael and Aqua.

Everything was Irregular.

“That's why he took his feet to the land of the cold. ”

“It was an act to ease the misfortunes of fate. ”

I muttered with a complex expression.

“In addition, Iregular, the former Alvehem, the Survival of Referel, would have had no choice but to make a move. ”

My eyes were wide open.

“Does that mean the original history also destroyed both Riperiel and Alvehem? ”

“Yes. It was destined to be destroyed by Mephisto, Bazett and Release. ”

“· · · · · · · Exactly. ”

You nod with a face that the gods were expecting.

“Then, the destruction of Referel. ”

“Only when the Ripper is destroyed will the twist of fate be lifted.” That's why I decided to do it. ”

She was silently listening to us and kicked her tongue.

“That must be why they were after Alveheim with six crows. ”

“That's right. It was meant to be, but it was meant to be. ”

He was trying to deal with two twists at once.

“I see. Then perhaps the next purpose of the drink is Alveheim.” ”

Two people nod, convincing.

“Then we have found the purpose of the drink. Then how do we respond next? Do you have any ideas? ”

“Let's start with the Death Parade. First, the secretary is working on a virtual ceremony based on Margie's remains. ”

We continued to exchange ideas for a long time.

* * *

Twelve hours later.

In the meantime, the faction has remained uncharacteristic.

The wave has not moved, of course we have not moved.

Although it is quiet, the quiet is rather unsettling.

Maybe it's because it's as quiet as before the storm.

“My Jin Ho. I haven't seen her since she got laid. ”

I was playing with the golden lagoon in the room to clear my anxiety.

“Meow.”

To become accustomed to the power of being stronger. He sleeps for 20 hours a day, and he's alive today.

White Tiger was the same as Kumho.

You don't seem too keen on sleeping today.

You must be fully acclimatizing to your new powers.

“Who's so cute? ”

I touched the golden bowl on my knees, devoting all sorts of love to it.

Kumho even touched me more as if I had a good hand.

“Hmm?”

A white tiger suddenly approached us like that.

And then he turned his back on me. I twist my white tail, and then I slam it on my thigh.

“Whitebeard?”

Then I whip my tail and tap my thigh.

Does that mean you need to care?

Are you complaining because Kum Ho only sticks with me?

I don't know.

‘Let's pet it. ’

I put one hand on the head of the chalice and touched the white tiger with the other.

“Oh.”

I wouldn't let him touch me for more than 10 seconds, but the white tiger is still.

Rather, they come closer to me as if to ask me to touch them more.

“What's wrong with you? Did you eat something wrong? ”

How can you be so calm when the wind blows?

“Haven't seen you in three months. I missed you.”

Lena, who was sitting across from me, smiled delicately and looked at the three of us.

“You missed me? White Tiger? Kumhoya, you've always followed me well, so I understand. ”

I moved my hand from the back of the tiger to my head.

Then I tried to stroke her with a playful smile.

“I think she would have liked that I was gone and could have monopolized the golden lagoon. ”

At that moment.

Screw you.

The white tiger stared at me with sharp eyes.

Shoo!

“Ow!”

I took my hand with my claws and moved it into Lena's arms.

The wound is not deep.

It's just a needle wound.

“You still have a temper. Did you just touch your head? ”

Your body's fine, but your head won't let you?

“· · · · · · · · You really don't know a woman's heart. ”

Lena looks at that day and shakes her head.

“· · · · · · · Was I wrong? ”

“Well, yes. ”

Lena nods decisively. The tiger curls up in Lena's arms, looking at me, and quickly turns its head.

No matter how much I look at him, he looks upset.

Lena gently strokes the white tiger as if it were comfort.

“What did I do?” ”

Unfair.

“Ask Kumho. Who did wrong. ”

Ask Kumho?

Ha!

“If you ask Kumho, of course he'll take my side. ”

I looked down at the gills in my arms.

And I lost my words at that moment.

“Is that Kumho? ”

It's because Kumho was looking at me with a pathetic look on his face.

“Look. Kumho also says you did wrong. ”

Lena smiles as if she were a same-ass.

The same was true of White Tiger.

“What did I really do?” ”

It was really unfair.

I just touched the white tiger's head.

“Phew.”

Looking at me like that, Lena sighs.

“I've missed you so much, White Tiger. You said that to him. ”

“· · · · · · · Huh? ”

Is that the little piggy?