What instrument has historically killed the most animals?
knife? window? Or an ax made of stone?
not all
From ancient times, the tool that killed the most, cruelly, and simplest animals was none other than a rope.
A human, unique weapon with blunt nails, delicate hand skills, high intelligence and consequent cruelty.
“Ouch! Whoops! Big!”
“Come on. To the land of fantasy~.”
The colonel’s boiling sound and my humming harmonize. I pushed his back with my foot and pulled the rope even harder.
When you suddenly get choked, you tend to panic. The colonel instinctively made a pointless effort to tear the ropes off his neck.
‘What happened?! neck, drowsy, there. whoever!’
Survival instinct awakened everything in the colonel. He was determined to follow the command of the lieutenant general, and after coming down here, he began to think on his own for the first time.
Pull up the qigong and wrap it around your neck. Having protected his neck with Bantan Qigong and Kang Qigong and secured minimal blood flow, he thought with his eyes wide open.
‘Workers! Dare, prisoner, etc. You’re attacking an officer!’
Thoughts follow sporadically. He stopped breathing, judged the situation for a moment, and was extremely angry.
‘I just strangled my throat! You’ll beat the officer, you think!’
Even though he is strangled from behind, animosity rises.
I think it’s not the combustion reaction that makes me angry. Seeing that it burns even when oxygen is blocked.
‘Don’t show me the difference in power!’
Fortunately, the back of the body is a difficult place to reach.
Attacking from behind requires a plan.
If you make a plan, it reads to me.
Come on, let’s dance
The colonel’s elbow flew over my shoulder. Be strong and then turn back.
Put your right foot back half a step and bend your back slightly. Due to limited range of motion, his elbow stopped just before it touched me. A movement that is so close that it is thought that the sum has been matched in advance.
I smiled and stretched the rope that was choking me for a moment, then wrapped it around his right arm.
The colonel’s right arm was tied around his neck.
‘Right arm! this child… ! Then how about this!’
Next is the foot. Now that my vision is obscured by being so close, it will shake me off with my hind feet. If I hadn’t read the thoughts, I would have kicked them.
If only I hadn’t read the thoughts, though.
As he stretched out his legs, I took a step back. As if dancing a couple dance, the colonel and I moved step by step while holding each other close.
couple dance?
I just came up with this, but the analogy isn’t bad.
Except that he’s a bear-like guy.
Today is this I whispered into the colonel’s ear.
“Where, I won’t let you go, partner.”
‘A dog whistle… !’
I read the minds of others and follow them in response.
I naturally keep pace with people I meet for the first time, so I will definitely be the best dance partner in the military.
‘Oh, no. breath… .’
Attempts to escape are unsuccessful.
If you try to turn, pull the rope tight and turn at the same time.
If you stir your arms and legs, the body moves only that much to accept the excessive motion.
The colonel is trying to push me away by spreading the anti-tank qigong. But pushing and pulling is my field. If you let it go and hold it again, stop.
Even if there is a riot here and there, the distance between the colonel and me is always half-half.
His pulse is transmitted through the rope minutely. The climax has come to an end, and what is left is the finale that gradually fades away.
Until the song of life ends, this dance will not end.
‘I’m dying… say?’
A little, no, a little late, but death flashed through the colonel’s head. Desperation comes to him along with fear.
I’ll finally be honest.
“Grund McKinsey. You’d think you survived because you excelled. After going through all sorts of hardships, he must have become the lieutenant colonel’s henchman, and he must have been filled with confidence that he was doing something that could change the world.”
Saddam cannot be overlooked in couples dance. Pulling the rope tight, I whispered in his ear.
“You’re just, a little dumber, a little bit lucky, Lieutenant Colonel Callis.”
‘my… go… . That… . Litmus and… ?’
“Being in a position to use someone else’s life doesn’t mean you have two lives. Sometimes people get confused.”
Poke, sigh. As if he was proud of the sigh he couldn’t breathe anymore.
“Now it is your turn to be tested. Are you ready for the end of your life, Grund McKinsey?”
‘ah… not… okay.’
He had no intention of dying. No, he didn’t think much of it in the first place. They just fell together at the command of the lieutenant general.
The only emotion he has for himself is the mean sense of superiority he feels while being tense with Lieutenant Colonel Callis. Instead of putting the chain on his neck that would have been worn around his neck, the colonel felt superiority along with a sense of relief.
The lieutenant general kept him alive, not because he was better, but because he was stupid.
The hand of a living instrument is stretched out in vain. His earnest gaze reached the butterfly.
‘butterfly… ! help me! Drugs, you sucker beast! I’ll give you some medicine, so help me!’
If the butterfly had been a little less picky, it might have reacted differently to this crisis.
A butterfly chirping on the magic reed without even looking at it. Callis reflected in the eyes of the colonel who had given up.
‘Callis… ! save me… ! Don’t be blank… !’
If he hadn’t put the chain around his neck, Callis might have thought about it for a moment. But now, Callis has lost the will to resist and is just staring blankly at this side.
However, the karma the colonel has accumulated so far has already happened. No one can change the past… .
Except for one person.
‘not… okay… .’
final end. The colonel miserably rolled the ground and tried to pull me off. It was the moment when he squeezed all his strength and was about to lean forward.
Just before the power was exerted, I tapped his leg.
The colonel’s heavy body staggers forward. I, who was strangling my neck at the same time, will come along.
But in the meantime, without letting go of the rope, I rolled one lap. The colonel fell to the ground, and I laid him on my back and pulled the rope to my chest. He stretched out his left arm, but one arm could not get him out of this state.
The thoughts of the person beneath him gradually darken.
“Goodbye, Grund McKinsey. He was once the protagonist of a brilliant world, but… You survived because you gave up your thoughts and became a tool. It’s always sad to see a book that has become a copy of something, but a summary from a different point of view would be worth it.”
So, the music that had gradually faded ended the finale and reached the end of the score.
smashed, broken
One book was marked with a period.
I let go of the rope. The red marks on his hands rose. With a sigh of exhaustion, he took out the skewer he had hidden in his feet and got up.
The first thing that caught my eye after waking up was none other than Tyr. Tyr, accompanied by a blood horse, was watching me. If I had fallen out in the middle of dancing, the blood horse would have run away and turned the colonel into a bean cake.
I’m glad I didn’t. Because I didn’t want to bleed if possible. I raised my hand towards Tyr.
“I missed you a lot, Tyr.”
Tyr came to me with tears in my eyes at my greeting.
“Are you okay? Are there any injuries?”
“A little heart?”
“Where, what did those thugs do! How did your heart hurt?”
“As the Black Knights who I believed would protect me were smashed, my heart was torn together… .”
flinch.
Tyr, who was preparing for a touching reunion, suddenly stopped at my sudden bruise. The blood-red eyes trembled in a different way than before.
“Hey, I’m sorry.”
“no. It can be. The Black Knights are secretly useless, as it was a well-known fact… . But that’s the power that destroyed a city in the past. Excuse me, was the city made of sand at that time?”
“That, that… It used to be stronger than this… . and… .”
Tyr blurs the end of his words, avoiding his gaze as if he has committed a crime.
Tyr, who had been moaning like that for a while, wiggled his fingers and added a little.
“There is something I didn’t tell you. My hematology is not perfect.”
huh? what is this sound?
I opened my eyes wide at the sudden confession and shouted.
“yes? What do you mean?”
“If darkness is a vessel, blood is the power. Originally, I had to move with the blood of the Black Knight and a part of my power, but… . I don’t know why, but right now I can’t control the blood.”
Come to think of it, when the lieutenant colonel was stabbed by a suicide packet and bled, somehow the blood didn’t move. I should have been suspicious, but it was too commonsense and I passed on it.
than that! What the hell is going on! Why did I risk my life to get my heart back? Is hematopoiesis weak?
I, who suffered the most expensive investment scam in history, shouted in anger.
“What? Are you weak because you’re on my side? What the hell is this about?”
“He, uh… I’m sorry.”
“No, this is all my fault! Aji is on my side and it doesn’t help at all, and Tyr is on my side, so suddenly I’m weak! At this point, I am the problem, I am the problem!”
He deliberately turned away from Tyr, who was indifferent, and lamented, beating his chest.
“people! The walking suppressor is here! If you want to be weak, come here and be my ally! You know what weakness is!”
“Oh, no. There’s nothing wrong with you. It’s all my fault… I should have kept you by my side… .”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry! If this is the case, give me your heart back! I mean, give me what I gave you!”
Tyr opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath. Tyr, who looked down at the ground with a sad and resentful face, closed his eyes as if he had finally made up his mind, and raised a finger to his chest.
“… i get it. It’s yours, don’t give it back… .”
“No, but what if you really want to give it to me? We hear jokes as jokes, right?”
I don’t know what you’ll do to me if you take my heart and return as a cold vampire again. No matter how weak you are, it’s better to be my ally. At least it’s not negative.
Thanks to my desperate deterrence, Tyr’s heart was saved. However, Tyr, whose confidence had plummeted, muttered melancholy.
“… I didn’t know that a single soldier could be so strong. He’s a lieutenant-general, lower than the captain, so I don’t think he’d be that strong… . The world seems to have changed drastically. It’s hard to follow.”
“No, of course it’s strong. The captain is not the name of any house dog.”
“Much lower than that… Colonel, was it? Even a single soldier can easily subdue the Black Knight.”
“No, I am not a soldier. I am an officer.”
“… ? Don’t you two mean the same thing?”
Apparently, this person is a mercenary commander, and he thinks that the general is synonymous with the miscellaneous people who say that he is the captain of the bodyguard. The colonel below him is Sergeant 1.
If I had heard of a colonel who was barely promoted under the lieutenant colonel, rolling like a dog, his clothes would have exploded and he would have died.
Abby. I should have told the colonel what Tyr said, who was the ‘real’, without saying anything like me.
After all, it’s because civilians are outsiders who catch soldiers.
Anyway, explaining the organization of the military to a girl from 12th century ago is a bit different. I just nodded my head and changed the subject.
“Ego. How are we doing with that dope cat until Mr. Shay comes in with the lieutenant general, who is not a captain or anything?”
Tyr questioned my suggestion with a less confident attitude.
“Should I attack? ? Phew, as you probably know, the King of the Beasts roars at the threshold of death. The king of beasts that emits savagery is a very annoying opponent. Shay also drew a fight against the King of Cats.”
what. When did I say we were fighting? I lightly brushed it off.
“Why do you want to fight? Not too strong.”
“… .”
This reaction might be a little funny. He grinned at Tyr, who was shrinking, and shrugged his shoulders.
“You have to be good at it. There’s even that magic herb. I’ll try to calm it down a bit with some medicine. ”
That was then.
A stream of blood flowed from the dead colonel’s mouth. It smells of bloody blood. Since Tyr couldn’t control the blood, its scent slowly spread.
what. I died of strangulation, why is there blood?
The smell of blood can excite the beast, so I tried to avoid it as much as possible.
A little bit of blood would be fine… ?
Regrettably, that was when I thought so.
Doped cat phase 2. Fight!