78. Winnie-Kaysk’s Reward
“His death was a dog’s death.”
Moo-young Dok-go saw that Do-yoon’s eyes shook slightly, but deeply.
“For ‘I’, the death of ‘I’ means the end of everything. Will the world become happy at the cost of my death? It doesn’t make any sense. The moment ‘I’ die, ‘my’ world is destroyed. There is nothing after that.”
“…”
“I mean. I’ve never met him, but hearing his story… I thought he was such a pitiful person. What is the use of saving the world through death? His world ended there, and he left without enjoying any happiness until the world ended.”
he smoked a cigarette
“You know what? The background in which he enjoyed gourmet food. They said it was a mechanical choice to manage stress. Speaking of Yasa, when a colleague died, it was written that he had nosebleeds for days.”
Dokgo Moo-yeong lifted her head, holding a sense of sublimity as if commemorating the soul. He slowly exhaled smoke towards the sky.
“He… had to be happy. He deserved it more than anyone else…”
“…”
“So… even you. I mean, don’t die, don’t go crazy. salvation of the world. good. But take care of your own happiness, and take care of your own well-being. To contribute to the salvation of the world, and to enjoy the world you saved.”
“…”
“Don’t go to war for a while. Until you’ve grown enough, don’t lose yourself.”
Doyoon lowered his head, unable to say anything.
After a long silence, Dokgo Moo-young’s cigarettes piled up on the ashtray.
“…Lord Enoch.”
Enoch opened his mouth.
“Even after death… you would have been happy.”
“…”
“If he had seen the world he had saved, he would have shed tears of emotion.”
In Enoch’s eyes as he slowly raised his head and looked at Dokgo Moo-young.
“And, if you saw the world like this now. Again, same. He would have raised his sword and saved the world.”
There was no regret whatsoever.
“After more than 200 years of suffering, only happiness would have been filled. Like him, I will fight on the battlefield.”
“…”
“Enoch’s world is right here.”
Dokgo Moo-yeong did not answer.
However, as he sipped his last cigarette, he also looked at him calmly. I just met Doyoon’s eyes.
“…if that’s what you mean.”
Dokgo Moo-yeong grabbed the unburned cigarette earlier and rubbed it into the ashtray.
His hand trembled as he smoked a cigarette.
he got up from his seat
“Why did I say this? Eloah and Sophie’s daughter-in-law asked for help. please tell me Both of them look very desperate… It doesn’t look like they’ve been surprised once or twice, right?”
“…”
“And… the thing I got from Mrs. Winnie. never use it This is also a request from Winnie.”
Dokgo Moo-young turned around and took a step.
“I will go.”
“…look into it.”
Doyoon still sat on the chair and looked down at the table.
His eyes were deeply sunken, as if deeply sunk in an image.
So Do-yoon did not notice the change in Dok-go Moo-yeong who turned around and left.
‘I’m sure… They said 200 years.’
The fact that his heart beat rapidly accelerated as he hurried on.
‘How did the author do that…?’
Inside the old poncho, his hand in the pocket was trembling quietly.
Dokgo Moo-young hurriedly headed toward the warp gate.
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“yes!”
Sophie swung her foot wide and hit Doyoon’s head.
Doyoon did not spill it or avoid it, but raised his arm to block it.
Wow!
A dull blow sounded.
‘It’s growing at a very fast pace.’
Doyoon felt a considerable pressure on his arm. It was a level of power that Doyoon’s strength stat level 4 couldn’t hold on for long.
Of course, the monstrous regenerative power of level 8 health healed the damage in an instant.
‘Did each method rise to level 4?’
Apparently, Sophie’s skill level had risen through the recent war.
Martial arts skills such as swordsmanship, spearmanship, and gakbeop meet the minimum conditions to use Ki when they reach level 4.
It was said that it usually takes two years for a new apostle to grow into the system and use qi at the earliest.
Of course, she had to put in a lot of effort to develop the Garibori skill here, but at this rate after only three months, it was an incredible growth rate.
It was the result of Sophie’s talent guaranteed by Tiamat, Do-yoon’s guidance and growth rate correction, and drinking intense aura from Do-yoon every day.
‘furthermore…’
Certainly, her skill, [Tiangung Illusion Secret Gong] has also grown.
“Huh!”
Like that, Doyoon measured Sophie’s growth by responding to Sophie’s kicks without dodging or spilling them.
“Now, do it in earnest.”
As his momentum changed, Sophie’s body stiffened for a moment.
Sophie took a couple of steps back, then came straight through with a swift, sharp sidekick like an awl.
However, when Do-yoon let the attack, which was directed at Myung-chi, flow between her side and arm, and then tapped her peach bone with two fingers, Sophie’s balance was suddenly thrown off.
She hurriedly tried to balance, but before she knew it, Doyoon’s fingers pushed her shoulder again.
Then, Sophie’s body fell backwards in vain.
dump.
She hit her butt with a bewildered face, and the sparring ended immediately.
“The moment I kicked off the side kick. You should immediately recognize the enemy’s evasion and automatically come up with the next number. Please put more effort into sparring with others.”
“yes…!”
However, when Do-yoon gave advice, Sophie listened with serious eyes at once.
This was also a very good attitude to accelerate her growth.
“Today we will end here.”
Doyoon grabbed her hand and lifted her up.
“Oh… oh, thank you.”
Sophie flinched and entrusted her soft hand to Doyoon.
Doyoon stood up and looked at Sophie’s light pink eyes as she brushed off the dust.
‘I said I asked Dokgo Moo-young.’
But Sophie and Eloah too. When he was with Doyoon, he showed no expression. While worrying about him, he is respecting Doyun’s will.
Do-yoon couldn’t let Dok-go Moo-young’s words go. Since then, Doyun thought a lot.
‘Maybe I… I don’t know if I’ve kept the habit of fighting in my previous life, ignoring death.’
In the days of Enoch, death was not feared at all. ’cause I can start over
Resetting all the previous ties was a daunting task, but the death itself did not bother me at all.
Of course, he always fought while ignoring the danger of his life. He fought without taking care of himself.
But now it’s different.
‘Now I have one life. Death is the end.’
Dokgo Moo-young might be right.
You have to let go of old habits.
Of course, the thought of dedicating one’s life to the salvation of the world never changed, but that was a separate issue from saving one’s life.
‘Should I go a little… slowly.’
Come to think of it, there was no need to rush.
The Lion King was firmly holding out on the front lines, and the threat of the Shinigami had disappeared.
Rather, there were a lot of things that were pushed back because I was immersed in growth.
‘I have to look at Brudet’s sword, and I have to replenish my team quickly…’
In order to find the death god, he had to quickly build his reputation and collect points, but in fact, it was not such an urgent matter. Because the god of death has been dormant for over 100 years.
‘For the time being, I need to take care of the habit of ignoring life while dealing with overdue tasks.’
Doyoon finished his thoughts and made up his mind.
“Um… Mr. Doyoon…”
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Just in time, Sophie awakened his thoughts.
“Ah, Sophie. Come to think of it, [Cheongung Phantom Nose Gong], what happened?”
“yes? Ah, that, that…!”
To Doyoon’s question, Sophie was strangely shy and reluctant to answer.
Her face turned red in an instant and she avoided Doyoon’s eyes.
“Uh, um… Yes, that’s right! I grew up. than that…”
“How did you grow up? Have there been any changes to the activation conditions?”
“Oh that. ahh…”
Sophie wiggled her huge pelvis.
Do-yoon tilted her head at her strange habit when she was in trouble.
“Uh… Um… Now, I don’t know the details… Just, I think you can say that you can move to Doyoon’s side…! That’s why, as an object that I can relate to a lot…”
“Um… yes. I see.”
Do-yoon felt that the explanation was unnatural, but she didn’t ask more or look at the status window because she seemed to be in trouble. There must be a reason.
Having somehow convinced him, Sophie hurriedly changed the subject.
“That, more than that, Mr. Doyoon! Uh… Gradually ingesting aura…”
“…”
This time, Doyoon was a difficult subject.
“…Did you not eat this morning?”
“Yeah, but the more Reiki you consume, the better…”
“…”
“Since training has just finished, eating now will help you absorb it right away… It will also work for your growth…”
“…All right. You sweat a lot, so wash first and go to your room.”
“Ah… you don’t have to wash…”
Do-yoon pretended not to hear Sophie’s last murmur.
He already felt his lower body swell at Sophie’s thirst for semen, and at her dense scent oozing out of her sweaty body after training.
‘Why are you like this these days…?’
It was an incomprehensible change in the body, but it was very difficult to talk about it. How can I say that my cock keeps standing up when I see you?
‘…If it’s harmful to me, Sophie will tell me.’
It’s not even that uncomfortable now. Watch more, if it keeps getting worse, let’s talk about it then.
After a while, Sophie, who had invited him into the room, knelt down between Doyoon’s legs and shook her head.
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Dokgo Moo-yeong stood facing the huge man sitting on the throne.
It was a magnificent royal palace where everyone had to kneel down, but he was one of the few people in the entire alliance who could stand upright here.
Dokgo Moo-yeong said to the man who was sitting on a huge throne on the top of the low stairs and looking down.
“Surely, he said that ‘200 years’ was written on his retainer.”
“exactly.”
A deep voice echoed through the palace.
“I’m not sure if ‘him’ is right, though.”
It was a voice that made me feel like I would have to kneel just to hear it, and that just saying it was full of great spirit.
Dokgo Moo-yeong did not move in front of him.
Dokgo Moo-yeong blew out a heavy cigarette smoke.
Seeing him shaking his posture uncharacteristically, a tall man asked in a puzzled way.
“Did you find any clues?”
“I still don’t know anything. Next time… next time.”
“…”
Dokgo Mu-young turned his back. The old ponchos fluttered and swayed.
“You must be so busy that you can’t open your eyes because of the sleeping lion. I will not send a farewell.”
No answer came.
The tall man quietly looked at Dokgo Moo-young’s thoughtful back.
So, silence fell again in the king’s palace.