Since I had finished eating, it was my responsibility to wash the dishes. this is really sad Half of the food I ate was stolen by the dog king, so why do I have to wash the dishes entirely? is this the world is this country
Ah, the military was a similar country that wasn’t even a country.
I grumbled and cleaned up while my full-satisfied older brother was lying on the ground and yawning. Aji didn’t even respond to seeing my hard work.
The fortunate thing is that the Aji bowl is as clean and shiny as new.
‘This man still eats rice. First of all, it seems that humans are right.’
Just then, a thought came from the hallway outside the dining room. The returner clung to the outer wall and looked inside. As I read the flowing thoughts, I frowned.
Who sees who is not human?
Hey. If a human trains it, it can emit sword energy. You can also use magic. Your body may become stiff
Some people can guess what they’re thinking by paying close attention to other people’s facial expressions, gaze, and breathing. Not like me, though.
But no matter how hard I try, I can’t turn back time. What is the most unhuman thing to say to me?
‘… Why does Aji follow such a light man? Seeing that you even prepared the rice, it seems that you have already opened your heart. Maybe I… ?’
“Hummm!”
After finishing his thoughts, the returnee coughed for nothing and entered the restaurant. Then, he made eye contact with Aji and greeted him in a slightly higher tone than usual. It was an awkward attitude.
“Oh, hello. hey? Did you enjoy it?”
“bruise… .”
However, a full-fledged dog is the best seller in the world. The droopy Aji didn’t show any reaction, only waving her tail. The returner was slightly discouraged and lowered his hand.
‘The reaction is not cool. I’m a man… is it done? no. That guy is doing well. Shit, what the hell did you do… .’
Ball game, that damn ball game!
You saw it too!
Please, I wish you could throw a ball or something before following me. Do people who like dogs always try to protect their rights without doing their job? If you want to become friends, play with them properly and take responsibility for that.
uhh Still, I did it, so I have to pretend I know. I turned around by the tap and saw the returner.
“good morning. Shay trainee. Did you have breakfast?”
Sending my daily regards, I suddenly saw bean stew left in the pot. If the returnee hasn’t eaten breakfast yet, it’s a plate to hand over that stew as a courtesy. If not, ‘Didn’t you eat? Regretful. I ate it~’ because it would be a deception.
If you cook one compressed can of soybeans properly, there is enough food for a family of four to eat all day long. But the pig-like guy just ate half of it, so there’s not much left. Do you have to share this precious thing?
But it would be better than just wiping it off for nothing. I proposed to the regressor with the feeling of tearing off my flesh.
“If you haven’t eaten, can I bring you a special canned soybean dish that I cooked for myself?”
“don’t mind. You know how to eat well.”
“yes? The restaurant is here, but what do you like to eat? Did you even steal food?”
“I have my own emergency food.”
The regressor, who gave a short answer, cast an annoyed glance at the canned beans in the pot.
‘Canned beans… I don’t even want to eat that boring food unless it’s at the beginning of the episode. It was truly a godsend to save the treasure-sized Jeon-seok (滿Han-jeon-seok), where a table is set up every day. It’s for one person, but at least my food is guaranteed.’
As I read my thoughts, I was deceived in reverse.
I earn a living every day while competing for food with my dog, but someone lives with the treasure that is set on a table every day. Is this country, really?
Although I am a mind reader, the human mind is very strange. From a rational point of view, a regressor who takes care of his share is far better than a dog who steals my food, but seeing him eating well and living a good life on his own makes his stomach twist. I really want you to lose all your precious stones and go hungry. Is this human selfishness?
The dishes being washed are miserable today. All my meals were in this little bowl. When it was full, it seemed like you had the whole world, but now your vessel and heart are empty. Is this relative deprivation?
“Are you still far from washing the dishes? Slowly finish and prepare.”
I was dazed, and the returner urged me.
“What are you preparing for?”
“What? I’m going to meet with Tirkanjaka. I have to learn hematology.”
“Why do I have to learn it?”
To my annoyed reply, the returnee shrugged and answered.
“Because Tirkanzaka decided that way?”
“damn. Age is the rank, the rank.”
I roughly threw the bowl I had been washing in and prepared to go out, wiping my hands. The returnee was puzzled by my uncanny attitude.
“This is a chance to gain that power without becoming a vampire. Wouldn’t that be bad for you too?”
“Then what do you do? It won’t take long to learn. The only thing you get when you do that is the ability to handle blood. what is that No matter how hard I try, it’s backwards compatible with vampires.”
This is a technique that the vampire called the founder completed long after he became an immortal body. He even deals with his own blood. If I do, my life will fly away. It is a skill that anyone with spare time or life can learn.
Like a regressor, for example.
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My goal in the first place is to survive, not to become stronger. And just because you’re strong doesn’t mean you’ll live better.
and.
“I don’t even want to be strong.”
A word that suddenly spilled out of my heart. After he uttered the words, he said goodbye, but the regressor, who was sensitive to his senses, had to hear it.
‘… It doesn’t sound like a lie. I don’t think it really means anything to be strong. But what about a soldier in the military that is meritorious?’
I wish I had said it for nothing, but I can’t pick up the words that have already been uttered. I passed the regressor without expressing myself as much as possible. The returner looked at me calmly heading towards the door and was immersed in thought.
‘I said I don’t know, but I don’t know anything about interest… . Compared to the strength he has, he has a detached and easygoing attitude, which strangely seems to deny authoritarianism… . He doesn’t treat Aji as a human, but he treats Aji kindly. If only that picky kid would follow… .’
After making a short judgment, the regressor drew his own conclusions.
‘Maybe he was a soldier who was demoted after resisting the orders of the military superior? Minimum officer level. If not, I can’t explain it. The power she had, and the attitude she showed toward Ajina Tirkanzaka!’
Occasionally, although it hasn’t been long since I’ve come, I once again had a thought that had been on my mind for a long time.
That girl, I’m glad she made a comeback.
‘The military has let go of it after it was destroyed once in the 8th episode, but maybe you can use the author as the key and go deeper!’
No, it’s cancelled. What a blessing it is to easily destroy a country.
Rather, the army was destroyed? In fact, if I could find out, would I be able to do something similar? I also want to play chess in this country.
It was time for me to focus on the regressor’s thoughts.
‘Turn it off… .’
Startle.
I quickly turned around and looked inside. The regressor looked at me puzzledly at my sudden movement, but I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
The sound of the heart just heard. It was neither a returner nor an ignorant. A vague consciousness that seemed to be cut off at any moment and could not be identified.
Is it an illusion? No, it can’t be. Obviously, it means that there is something, a living person out there.
“what are you doing? stop.”
“No, just… It seems like someone is there.”
“where?”
The vaguely lingering thoughts were interrupted. are you dead? are you asleep? I’m sorry, I’m concerned, but if my mind-reading skills were cut off, I wouldn’t be able to find it with my own abilities.
First of all, from the days of vampires. I lost interest and went out to the yard with the returnee.
Tantalus is dark. Even the light of the sun coming from far away clumsily scratches and bites her head in front of the great wrath of the Earth Mother. An abyss, a bottomless hole, has no bottom, so there is no height. It is a barrier that cannot be crossed in the infinite space, even in the size of a dusty hole and even sunlight that forcibly pierces through it.
Therefore, Tantalus had to be self-sufficient in light. Surprisingly, humans have reached the point of creating light with magic. God’s grace could be replaced by human karma.
Even if the quality is infinitely low.
There is a front line in the yard of Tantalus. The L-shaped prison building and the yard that fits right inside its border. Until there, searchlights do not chase people. The wide-spreading daytime lights evenly illuminate the inside, and the fruits of human beings to overcome the night are scattered.
But beyond that, the land on the outskirts of which I first fell. If you step on the cut part beyond the square set by the military. From then on, searchlights fiercely pursue people.
In Tantalus, there are no troops to pursue the fugitives, and no place for the fugitives to escape. The military is stubbornly cracking down on them. As if emphasizing that you are prisoners who must not leave this place.
“Where is Tirkanjaka… . ah.”
The land the searchlight should reach. Tirkanjaka lay there.
Not sure if it’s actually lying down. All I can see is a bright red cross that shines ominously in the dark.
The light-hating vampire was out of reach of light. Originally, searchlights were supposed to chase her out of the designated range, but the red burning ominous aura frightened her, so she just looked away, pretending she didn’t see it.
“… Should I go over there?”
“Of course.”
“iced coffee. I hate it because it’s dazzling… .”
“Why would you cut some light?”
I don’t even want to ask why. We made an unwilling step towards the coffin waiting for us in the distance.
So walking, walking. The moment you step into the realm of searchlights. I closed my eyes tight as I waited for the light that would soon follow me as if burning my back.
But the light never followed my back. The searchlight was only illuminating the wrong place, pretending not to see me. what? what?
[I covered their eyes.]
A dark voice was heard. Needless to say who it is. The vampire, the progenitor Tirkanzaka, who was lying still in the coffin, spoke calmly, using darkness as a medium.
[I hate bright things, but that light is even more annoying. Sharpness is more than sunlight. I think you will too.]
I nodded my head coldly.
“Is there any possibility? Do what you are comfortable with. After all, we can see enough with little light. In this case, we have to adapt.”
[…] .]
‘I feel strangely bad… . Why do you feel like you’re treating me like a blind old man?’
Hearing the vampire’s thoughts, I felt like my bankruptcy would collapse.
Why the hell are you doing that? Do you have any sense of harm? It’s right to treat me like an old man and to think that my eyes are dull, but I haven’t done that yet!
The vampire glared at me terribly and spoke slowly.
[Anyway, this class will be very harsh. It is only necessary to shed blood to deal with it. Dangerous things will happen to you along the way.]
The vampire in the coffin made a gloomy voice. Red blood dripped from the cracks. As if showing the situation we are going to face soon.
[Do you still want to? Will you try to overcome hardship?]
It’s a suggestion that would appear in a fairy tale told by mischievous adults or a legend descending from a dark forest. A test given by a vampire called the Progenitor to an ignorant human.
Frightened, the returner nodded without a single fear.
“I’m determined. I am ready.”
For humans who died thirteen times and were resurrected, even the fear of the ancestors was a wall they had to overcome. Seeing the flowing energy and squirming blood, the returner’s expression did not change. The vampire was satisfied with the returner’s attitude.
‘He’s a boy with quite a bit of spirit. hmmm. I have a taste for teaching. Just that much.’
Now the vampire’s gaze turned to me.
[What about you?]
uhm. I’m a little
The expression of the vampire in the coffin was not visible. The darkness drawn in by the vampire was so thick that the coffin was blurry from only five steps away.
I can’t see any facial expressions or faces, so a normal person wouldn’t even dare to guess what the vampire was thinking behind the scenes.
But I could read her thoughts.
‘When it comes to being a disciple, it is the right thing to do with the master’s orders. No one dares to refuse.’
The vampire was full of thoughts of beating me.
‘Is that a parent-child relationship? Don’t give your cheeky bastard something called respect. You treated me like an old man, so I will treat you like an old man.’
How do you think it is so classic? When is the story of an enemy when it’s a teacher-in-law relationship?
You came out to teach me to legally harass me. Do I have to say that I am really petty, or should I say that I am mature in that I do not wield power randomly in the midst of this?
Originally, he had no intention of learning, but after reading the thoughts of a vampire, his meaning became more firmly established. I shook my head coldly.
“I have no intention of learning.”
[…] What?]
The vampire was greatly shocked. Perhaps he did not think that I would reject his proposal, even his voice was trembling.
[Learn or not? I’m going to teach you myself?]
“iced coffee. yes.”
[I have never taught a few people in my life. This is an opportunity to have a teacher-teacher relationship with me, will you refuse it?]
I listened to it over and over again to see if it was really unbelievable. No, well. Because I really don’t need it. I scratched my head and answered.
“Look, the teacher-teacher relationship was broken not only in the military, but also in the kingdom. The harm is so severe.”
[why?]
“Why? Because there’s a lot of junk. It’s a teacher’s relationship, and after being treated like a slave for several years, there are so many cases of trashy martial arts and magic being taught while helping. When a trial occurs, about half of it is a lawsuit between a teacher or an apprentice, and the country is also tired of hearing it. So in the end it was banned. If you keep bringing what remains as traces to countries that are more than a thousand years old, such as the US Empire.”
The vampire snorted as if exasperated. In a voice that was softly angered, the vampire threatened me.
[It’s a hematopoietic operation. This is the power that made me immortal. How dare you treat it like crap?]
“No. No. When did I say hematopoiesis was an outdated technique? It was said that parent-teacher relations are an old custom. and… .”
What do you mean by saying this? I can’t help it. You can’t just wear it on a leash that will be tied to you for the rest of your life.
If the leash is a brilliant gold leash, you can close your eyes and tie it once, but if it is an old leash that has been made for more than a thousand years, it is a loss to wear it.
I decided to be honest.
“Hematology isn’t that far-fetched. It’s an old technology, isn’t it?”
Kugu Palace.
The reason Tantalus was shaken wasn’t because of my mood. The blood is boiling. This is because the vampire’s displeasure is embodied. A vampire is expressing displeasure in the rushing darkness.
I want to get down on my knees right now. as a disciple… please accept this! and I want to beg So I want to get out of this pressure.
But in that case, the future drawn is training that continues until just before death. A life similar to that of a slave who has no time to do anything and is served by vampires.
Actually, that’s how we live, there’s not much difference from now. The problem is being taught and being ‘tested’.
If, after receiving the teachings of the Sijo, I hit the limit and show my bottom… The bubble bursts from my inflated evaluation. The image created only by pretentiousness is consumed.
The fact that I am an ordinary person with nothing to see is exposed.
That’s the truth, but it’s a truth that should never be revealed. My death as seen in the future of the regressor. To prevent it, minimal influence must be left.
even risking your life.
[Ooh.]
Like it or not, vampires are old people. They say they don’t like being treated like old people, but if you treat them like real friends, they’ll get angry and say they’re rude.
I believe there is no idiot who is really comfortable with adults telling them to be comfortable with them.
Fortunately, he’s as gentle as his age, so even if he gets a little angry, he doesn’t sharpen his sword like anyone else.
I added hastily.
“A Tirkanjaka trainee who has accumulated power for about a thousand years is useful enough, but frankly speaking, the technology is already a thousand years ago, isn’t it?”
[Hoo… . Your bastard, till the end… .]
“No, I am not blaming anything. There is a point that the power itself does not match the times.”
[Now, hematology is stupid?]
quack. Something bit the space next to me. Doing something, I slowly turned my head.
A bright red blood horse was looking at me and chewing the cud. I don’t know what you’re chewing. However, I knew for sure what I wanted to chew, because the blood horse’s eyes were staring at me.  As the blood horse spit, the concrete floor melted.
Oh, I just did it anyway. I can’t read the thoughts of the samurai… .
[Be still, Lallion.]
hee hee hee hee-.
Tourezil, the earth shaking. Red horseshoes were clearly engraved on the concrete floor, like a seal with a seal.
Well. It’s too strong here. Maybe I made the wrong choice?
[OK. Then you just keep watching. Even if you regret it later, you can’t turn it back.]
Are you really going to die if I say you don’t want to be watched? great. Let’s just nod our head at this.
As I maintained my steadfastness, the vampire’s heartbroken looked away from me and turned to the regressor. A large coffin slid across the ground and stuck close to the returner’s side.
[boy. What is your name?]
“Call me Shay.”
[okay. Shay. Will you follow my teachings? The process can be painful or dangerous. But the end will surely be great. I will teach you with all my heart, so will you study without questioning my will?]
The returnee didn’t even bother. Even if you die, you can return,” said the regressor, who simply passed on, shrugged his shoulders.
“of course. I swear However.”
The returner added a few words.
“I’ve learned a lot here and there, so I won’t be able to fully follow in your footsteps.”
[Does not matter. Make one promise.]
“If you can do it. What?”
Blood pooled in the air. The blood that swelled up like a bright red balloon turned into a finger and pointed at me.
[I’m going to beat that cheeky bastard!]
The returnee smiled and answered the question.
“It’s what I wanted too.”
uh? me? Why all of a sudden?
Suddenly, I became a common enemy, and I had no choice but to watch the union of the two women with my eyes closed.