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“Oh, that's okay. ”

I put my hand in the subspace.

At that moment, Hermite's eyes grew as big as a flashlight.

“Ah, subspace artifacts? ”

Hermite was staring through my necklace.

You must have checked the information on my necklace as a search child.

I shrugged my shoulders and pulled an item out of the sub-space.

“Huh.”

Hermite's eyes widened.

“Why are you surprised? What is that?”

Mr. Maiden tilted his head toward my ring.

“A ring imprinted with space travel magic. ”

On behalf of the frightening Hermit, I replied.

“· · · · · · · · What? ”

“Yes?”

Two people opened their eyes at the same time.

“Perhaps it's more accurate to call it homecoming magic. This magic moves to a pre-installed save point. ”

In the past, using space magic was very difficult because of the craftsmanship of drinking, but not in this world.

“If space travel magic, isn't it magic that only the ancient dragons use? Where does such a magic brand come from? · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“I'll tell you about it later. It looks like it's going to be a little longer. ”

It is not an urgent crisis, but it is not relaxed enough to explain it.

“Anyway, you can come back right now. So don't worry too much. ”

I can assure you that Mr. Yoo-Hwa, Mr. Maiden and Hermite sighed for relief at the same time.

“I'm glad you're back. ”

Maden mutters with a chuckle.

“· · · · · · Isn't that a little harsh? I'm not a return shuttle. ”

“Hehe. I'm kidding. ”

There was warm air everywhere.

“Oh, right. Wait a minute. We need to set off a bomb in the fort before we go back. ”

“Yes? You're not going to retrieve it? ”

“The damage is too great to recover. It's no different than making a new one. ”

The fortress is a bit shabby.

The flow of magic doesn't work.

Even if it stops moving right now, it's not weird.

“Aha. That's why you're blowing yourself up. ”

“Yes. He doesn't know we're gone, and he blows the whistle on the demons that invaded the keep. ”

Maden laughs in malice.

“Bastards. Try it. ”

He still flaunts his mouth and walks inside the fort.

“I'll help you, too! ”

After Maiden, Yoo-Hwa followed. He doesn't look back. He runs like a shot.

He was ashamed to hold me in his arms and ran away.

“Mr. Allen. ”

I summoned Hermite.

Then Hermite trembles. Chicken on your forearm.

“Well, do me a favor. ”

Hermit takes me seriously.

“Yes? Yes. ”

“I understand with respect. But Alan ‘Mr.' is a little... ”

Then he rubs his arm with a chicken flesh-eating arm and flicks his body.

“It's kind of creepy, to be honest. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Is that why you reacted so poorly when you said you were respectful?

“Just call me Hermite, as usual. I'm comfortable with that. ”

What is my image doing in Hermit's head that makes him so grumpy?

“For now. Okay · · Okay. ”

“Oh.”

When I said that again, Hermite's expression lit up.

A clean expression like drinking cider in the middle of the desert.

“There's no reason to be disrespectful when you're uncomfortable. I'll treat you like I used to.”

“Very well.”

Hermit nods satisfactorily.

“Anyway, Hermite. I'm gonna take off for a minute. ”

“Where are you going? ”

Hermite gives off a little elasticity.

You seem to have noticed.

“You're going to see Rust. ”

“Yes.”

I don't know why, but he doesn't seem willing to move.

They just stand to the north, centered on the fortress.

“Very well. Farewell. I'll call you if anything happens. ”

“Yes, please. ”

I looked at demonstrations, doubloons and white tigers.

“The three of you are waiting here. ”

“Yes.”

“Meow.”

“· · · · · · · · · · ”

You nod as if the three of you knew.

“Oh, right. Hermite, have you heard anything from the kid? ”

“I heard that · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·? ”

“Where have you been so far? What you did after you disappeared with me. ”

“I didn't hear that. He didn't seem willing to answer any questions. ”

“Really?”

You didn't tell me.

“Okay, then I'll really go. ”

“Yes. Farewell. ”

I quickly flew away.

The destination was not far away, so it could arrive shortly.

“Aren't you too late? ”

Among the many dead demons, a child sits on a rock.

He twists his legs and looks at me with a pointy face.

“Sorry, I'm a year late too. ”

“That's not what I meant. ”

The child's eyes became sharper.

“Coming to me meant it was too late. ”

He looks at me with his arms crossed.

“No, how can you just leave me here and film with the others first? Wow, really. ”

“Ah.”

And then you do the hand debt and you say, ”This is ridiculous.”

“I'm sorry if I defeated all the demons. I have somewhere to go first. ’And then just come running to me. Shouldn't we start with a big hug? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“How can I be the last? ”

I puffed my cheeks so hard, no matter who saw it, I was pissed. I take a gesture that insists.

However, the mouth is smiling.

I'm smiling brightly because I don't know what's so fun. It looked like a joke to anyone.

“The protagonist appears in Climax. That's why I'm here last. No?”

I answered jokingly as well.

“Real words are liquefied milk. ”

The child smiles and smiles brightly.

Then he makes a big, child-like smile to match the name of the child.

“Well, you're back in one piece, so I'll take a look. ”

He got up from his seat, walked up to me.

Then he stood in front of me and looked up at me with a strange look.

“It's been a long time, Seokyeol. ”

“I don't feel like it's been that long. I've been separated from you for less than a week by my standards. ”

I shuddered.

“Huh? Really? ”

The child opened his eyes wide.

“Yes. I was only two more hours in a gap in time. It's been a year since I came back. ”

“· · · · · · · · · Wow. ”

He said with an unfair look on his face.

“So you're saying I spent a year drumming and playing dress-up and all that hard work on the stars? Wow, that's unfair. ”

“· · · · · · · Having a hard year? ”

I don't know what that means.

“You'd be surprised to hear that. You might want to kiss me because it's so weird. ”

The child raised his head arrogantly with a grimace.

He looks at me with one eye open.

“Curious?”

“What?”

I was still curious.

Where did he go for a year? Where and what have you done that you haven't even contacted people, including Gia?

“I was collecting this. ”

The child took a piece of black metal out of his pocket and handed it to me.

The appearance is ordinary, but the energy felt is unusual.

“This · · · · · · · · · · ·. It's Magi.”

“Yes.”

I can feel the finish of the drink in the metal.

“It's called the Sacrament of Drinking. ”

“What?”

What sacrament?

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