Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 207
207. King of the North(1)
#207
Hot blood welled up. Jager's limbs, separated from his body, fell to the floor. Jager's face crumpled like a waste in the pangs that came belatedly. Soon, a scream burst from Mogol's song..
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.!”
“My, Mr. Jagger.!”
The signers bristled with hair. Jager, losing his balance, fell over his limbs. A clean cut without a scratch revealed a white bone. Adeshan, who confirmed Ronan's success, laughed.
“···Too.”
The vision was blurry, whether it was to squeeze the energy to the floor. Stumbling, she fell on one knee. The lower pipe has been covered with nosebleeds, but there's even the energy to wipe it. Did.
‘It's difficult. I just wanted to show you what you look like..’
Adeshan's head bowed. At the same time, the mental control that was detaining the men was released. Suddenly, the signees who had regained their freedom were in a hurry..
“Ooh, move! What happened??”
“It's like that human woman did it. I don't know what method you used.···!”
“Get it, get it, kill it.!”
Some signees looked at her and said, " I'm not going to do that." Born with a keen intuition, they instinctively suffered from their own I noticed that the subject of the paralysis was Adeshan. It was at this moment that some of the crowd turned to pounce on her. Quak! Ronan trampled on Jager's back as he fell..
“Turn it off.!”
“furs there. Stop the action.”
The signor, who heard Jager's scream, stopped. When he turned his head, he climbed on his back and pointed his sword at Jayger. Ronan was in sight. The red tip of the knife seemed to cut Jager's neck at the moment.. Ronan, who confirmed that there was no moving man, spoke.
“Put a hair on her. I'm gonna pull your captain's head straight like a grape tap..”
“Rain, cowardice···!”
“Cowardice on the subject of fifty people. Everybody's sticking to the wall over there. They're holding their hands up..”
Ronan pointed to the opposite wall with his hand, which did not lift his sword. The signers hesitated and did not move..
Ronan, who saw the young cool reaction, put Jager's tail off with a sword. Cut. Standing! A scream burst from his mouth as he fell down again.
“Turn it off! Do it! Do what you tell me.!”
“Damn it, Jager.···!”
The effect was definite. The hesitant numbers began to move to the wall one by two. They lifted both arms to the wall as Ronan told them to. The sound of going through the teeth filled the room.
“Okay. Stay as you are..”
Of course, or not, Ronan didn't care. If he does anything wrong, he'll blow Jager's head off with black. Once again, he warned and approached Adeshan. She was still on one knee, stiff. Ronan opened his mouth, holding Adeshan on one shoulder..
“I struggled..”
“Huhu * * * Thank you···.”
Adeshan answered in a whisper. Unexpectedly, he was unconscious. Each time Ronan walked, her long limbs shook Dalong Dalong. She murmured in a voice of shame.
“I'm * * * heavy·.”
“Not at all. But now it sounds like that.?”
Ronan laughed as if he were outrageous. Fortunately, the condition is not as serious as you might think. It seemed. Ronan, who had laid Adeshan carefully, moved forward to Jager's desk.. It was because of the means of escape that I had thought about earlier..
At the bottom of the luxury desk is a five-tier drawer was laid. Ronan, opening the drawers one by one, popped his finger. A scroll stamped with space movement magic was placed on the silk.
“That's right..”
“That, how to do it···!”
Jager was appalled. It was an extra space-moving scroll that prepared for the eventuality. I tried to escape with Ronan after he was vigilant, but he was found to be like this. It's a line. Ronan, who took the scroll, giggled..
“It's obvious what guys like you think. Where do I see the other columns??”
“Mur, stop. Don't go beyond that.!”
Jager shrieked. In response, there seemed to be something hiding. Ronan found a lock hanging in the bottom of the drawer. A lock with a few security spells can be used anywhere in the bank It was legal stuff..
“What. What did you hide like this??”
“Uh, I lost the key anyway and I can't open it. Get your hands off there.!”
“I can open it, so don't worry..”
Ronan raised the blade over the lock and pulled it lightly. At the same time as the stamped security magic was cut, the lock split in half. Jager's jaw opened as if it would fall. Ronan, who had checked the bottom compartment, looked up.
“This is···?”
A few stakes were laid. Similar to what Ronan used to hunt vampires in the past It looked like it was coming out, and I was reluctant to bury it. It was the moment he involuntarily touched the peg. A cool, disgusting sensation came to my fingertips. Ronan, noticing the identity of the stakes, uttered a scream..
“···This is a start..”
One thick blood splashed on his forehead. It was a proof that one of his hypotheses was right. He takes a deep breath and wants to carpet Jager I endured the desire..
“I wanted to ask you more. Jager.”
Ronan growled low. Jager bowed and did not answer. He took one of the stakes as he sank closer to the fire..
‘You need to stay calm..’
You have to act carefully as it doesn't take one or two lives. was. Ronan approached Jager when he caught Adeshan again..
“You go with me..”
“Uh, where are you going to take me?!”
Ronan slung the resistant Jager's backside with his heel. One limb each, the remaining body drooped. Ronan said goodbye to the signees as he confirmed that they needed to be moved..
“Well, well, well, well, well, well, well. Furs.”
Ronan unfolded the scroll. At the same time as the surrounding space is distorted, one of the three-dimensional doors looks like a crack. It appeared in front of your eyes..
“Almost, stand there!”
“Mr. Jager.!”
Several of the signees removed themselves from the wall and ran. But the crack in space had already swallowed three people. Soon, the 3D gate disappeared, only a puddle of Jager's blood. He was scattering red light..
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“Uh ... Uh ... Uh ... Uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh ... uh···.”
Jager, moaning, opened his eyes. The ceiling made of leather was visible. The stagnant air was telling him that the place where he was was indoors.
“Hey, this is it.···?”
I didn't get a sense of how much time had passed. The structure of the ceiling was like a wen tent house. On one side of the wall was an arched entrance. Under his back was a soft fur coat. He felt a violent pain, and he clutched his body.
“ohhhhhhhhh?!”
It was a terrible sensation, as if the whisper was supported by fire. I was feeling it all over my body, especially in my limbs. The pain was severe. Wait, limbs? With his right arm raised, his eyes grew as if they were protruding..
“Boo, it's stuck.?!”
His left arm and right leg, which had been surprisingly cut off, were attached. The fingers of the hands and feet that gave me the strength to take the test moved the same as before. Did I ever dream? He was in a state of confusion in an incredible situation. I heard an unseasonably sweet voice from the back..
“Did it happen?.”
“Kerhung! You, you guys.!”
Surprised by the sauce, Jager jumped out of place. Ronan and Adeshan, dressed in leather, were standing right in front of him. Ronan spoke with both hands in his pockets.
“He designated the escape point as far away. I'm gonna fly to the Tukan Plateau. Well, thanks to that, I was less worried about being chased right away..”
Jager's Escape Scroll took them to the Tucan Plateau. He had skipped the distance to take three days on horseback. He tells me that it's been about two hours since he escaped from his home town. Gave. Jager couldn't hide his embarrassment and asked.
“Well, what is it. What did you do to me, no, why did you do this??”
“I need to thank you for putting my limbs together. Cut it back.?”
In a chatty, overbearing tone, Jager broke into a panic. The resistance that I had been holding fizzled out at the end. You could never beat these two humans.
“That * * * Yeah. Thank you. But what happened? I'm clear···.”
“My friend pasted it. Thank you for flying here from the islands because of you..”
“Pro * * * Nine?”
Jager squinted at the sound of the English language. Then I felt Wen's relief right next to me. Jager, who turned his head without thinking, was frozen..
“Huh?···!”
One nondescript creature sits on a shelf and looks at itself There was. Blood-red eyes and black feathers covering the whole body. It was ominous. Sita, blinking, suddenly spread her four wings.
“Cheeks!”
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.!”
Jager, with strength in his legs, hesitated over his fur. Sita chuckled as if the reaction was funny. Ronan, looking at Sita, who was almost a child, laughed.
“I honestly didn't know I was going to put my limbs on. When did it grow like that?.”
“It was a lot faster than a ghost horse..”
Adeshan muttered in amazement. The speed and recovery ability have been improved as much as the larger hulks have been.
Sita, who was called by Ronan, was less than an hour away from here to the Tucan Plateau. Flew. Since returning from the Festival of the Sword, you can call Madogu anklets anywhere I thought it was good to fill it up..
Now it was time to do the job. Ronan, stroking Sita, squatted in front of Jager.
“All right, Jager. I'm going to ask you a few questions from now on, but if you don't want to be harsh, be gentle. You better answer me..”
“G, it's a question. What do you mean?.”
“First of all the first. What's the identity of the advisor. Jaipanya?”
Ronan asked. Jager's face stiffened. He was trying to say something, bungling his mouth, and he shook his teeth.
“···I can't answer..”
“That's right. Even if all your limbs are cut off.?”
“No matter how intimidating. That, it's just· * * I can't say.”
Jager shook his head resolutely. My voice was trembling and my tail was struck, and I was suffering from awful fear. Seemed to be. Slowly stooping, he pulled the peg out of his pocket.
“All right, then I'll ask you another question..”
“That, that's···!”
It was a pile I found in a desk drawer in the oval office. Jager's eyes quivered. Riding on the surface of the Sikerman Stakes, a sinister aura comes up like an Ajirang. There was. Ronan, shaking the stakes in front of Jager's eyes, opened his mouth..
“Curse, you guys did it.?”
It was a confident tone. Ronan, who has studied curses in the Dawn Matap in the past, put a curse on this peg I knew that it was a medium for. Jayger's breathing was noticeably short..
“Huh· * * Huh···.”
It was a reality that I didn't want to face. He shook his head, grimacing all over his face.
“···Yeah..”
“One head is well used. Curse the Northern people, deceive them because they are human, and hate them I'm not going to give it a go. There's certainly nothing wrong with incitement. The majority of the natives retain sick memories of being oppressed by the Empire. I'll be there..”
Ronan's tone was filled with admiration. Look at it as atrocious, look at it as resourceful, and look at it as diabolical. It was an impossible strategy..
It was because of that that saved Jager. It was never an idea that could come out of his head. Ronan spoke..
“But, Jager, you know exactly what this curse is doing.?”
“That, what does that mean?.”
“Have you ever seen people cursed in person? Did you ever see it with your eyes, not hear it through reporting?.”
“No * * * I've never seen it in person.”
Jager shook his head. He only ordered the curse stakes to be put everywhere, according to the words of his counsel. I just did it. I never saw what was going on myself.. Ronan's mouth flashed a meaningful smile.
“I thought you would..”
“Moo, what are you trying to do?.”
Suddenly Ronan causes his body, and Jager atrophies again. I said, " Oh, my god. But contrary to the expectation that he would start a full-fledged torture, Ronan He turned toward the entrance of the tent. He rolled his hand over his mouth, and he cried out loudly.
“Hey guys! Jayger's awake.!”
“Well.?”
Ronan's voice echoed in the tent. The outside began to fuss. Soon, Jager's eyes grew larger as the rumbling werewolves looked on.
“Oh, my god, Jager. You woke up..”
“Alas···I don't know how worried I was!”
“These, these people?”
Tropical Werewolves surrounded Jager. The natives of the Tucan Plateau, who have a row of colors, are one of the most popular in the world. It was like. Ronan said.
“Share a story. If you don't think much about the end of the conversation, I'll just send you..”
“Wait, that's what the hell you're talking about.···”
Jager tried to say something, but Ronan and Adeshan ignored him. Went out. The sky covered with grayish-white clouds and the indigenous tribes beneath it The landscape unfolded before my eyes. Two or three werewolves born with deformities drooled and snowflakes He was wandering in the mixed wind. Adeshan opened his mouth as he looked at them sheepishly..
“Will it work out?.”
“I hope so..”
Ronan nodded heavily. Now I had no choice but to leave it to fate. This was one of the Werewolf tribes on the Tucan Plateau. Basically, I hate humans, but I lied about saving Jager. I was able to get in somehow..
“Cheeks.~”
In the sky, Sita is spinning round and round, and Jager is in. He was monitoring the tent house. He bit a new cigarette in his mouth at Lundalian. Every time I took a breath and exhaled, the white smoke scattered along the wind.
“Mr. Jager. Is it true that they saved him??”
“It is an honor to actually see you. Are you really okay??”
“Pretty, fine. Yeah, you took care of me..”
Jager sweated and clapped his hands. The natives bring homemade food and clothing, and Jager It was a treat. Jager, who was ripping off the jerky they handed him with a half-force agent, pricked his ears..
‘If you do this well, you can escape.···?’
The native-looking werewolves were as passionate followers of him as he was. If you have more loyalty than the SS in your nature, you can't have it. It seemed that it did not. He was laughing inwardly at the humans who brought him to this place.. One Werewolf boy, wrapped in swaddling, came forward of him.
“Mr. Jager. Can you fix my brother??”
“Well? Brother?”
“Yes. Look at this, I was born last week..”
“Huh?···!”
The boy lifted the swaddling. Jager stepped back, freaking out. What's inside the swaddling is difficult to call a warewolf It was a monster..
The joints of the limbs were twisted in a bizarre direction, and in one corner of the forehead One more eye ran. In the mouth, where the fangs are abnormally developed, a bizarre moan comes out. There was. The boy sat down and said to his brother: "Oh, my god!".
“But it hurts a lot. The lady next door, the baby, came out with one more arm. Almost all of the babies born in recent years die or are born strangely..”
“Since when···that happened.?”
“About a year ago..”
Jager said nothing. If it was a year ago, exactly according to the words of his adviser, often all over the north This was the time when I was instructed to stake it..
His gaze is on the deformity of the boy's arms, the Werewolf. Stayed. It was much more terrible than it had been reported. My advisor told me that I would definitely have a mild disability. One or two of the ejaculating natives popped out and spoke..
“My sister got sick a while ago. No matter how much you pray, it's not better for your shaman grandfather. If you do this, you're going to die..”
“My son went to the mountains to enlist resources.. I'm waiting for Fang's night. Please rest as much as you want and go back.”
“Mr. Jager. Defeat the evil humans. I'll give you my treasure here..”
A Werewolf girl held out a doll to him. It was an awfully ugly werewolf doll made from a collection of hair. Jager, breathing harshly, closed his mouth..
“Boo-woop···!”
As soon as I removed my hand, I seemed to vomit. The angry Werewolves came close.
“Mr. Jager! You're fine.?!”
“Uh, did the food go wrong? Mr. Jager.!”
They shouted something, but it was not audible to Jager's ears. The memory of ordering you to stake it hovers round and round your head. There was. The cursed tribe, he knew, numbered more than a hundred. In the end, Jager opened his mouth once he had been inside..
“Me, I···.”
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.
.
“Ronan, just one question.?”
“What is it??”
“It may sound inhuman, but ... Don't take control of your mind. Is there a reason? This would have been much easier if it had been for the purpose of getting information..”
Adeshan said. It was a story about Jager. I was able to pry out the information I wanted by torture or mental control. Ronan didn't..
“There's nothing wrong with that, and I think he might not be a very glum bastard. Come in..”
Ronan, burning a line cigarette, opened his mouth. He was trying to prevent Jager from seeing the pegged drawer. I remembered. I don't know anything else, but I have a degree of guilt for the act of cursing my kin. It meant having it..
Ronan saw the possibility of renewal there. In fact, if you pry out the information and kill it, it's over, but the North is going to have to deal with it. It was going to be chaotic for a while. If Jager abandons his lust and fixes his mind, there will be much less backlash. It was ter. Ronan, who had confided in the cigarette, intoned as if he were alone.
“And when your eyes are just white, you're the prettiest..”
Eyes wet with blood and tears were not beautiful. The beauty of the snow garden was how it came out of the white without tea. He looked back at Adeshan and said.
“Let's go in..”
“Yeah..”
Ronan and Adeshan went back into the tent. It was about an hour after we left the residents. The abrupt situation did not happen.
Only Jager sat in the tent where the residents had left. His figure, idly leaning against the wall, is a shell from which the soul has escaped It was like.
“Yeah. Did you feel anything?.”
Jager did not answer. He was completely out of soul and without looking at himself. Ronan, who had been waiting for a while, twisted his lips..
“If you don't, you have to do what you promised. I love going back..”
He stood up from his seat. Adeshan's eyebrows at Ronan's appearance, who is really walking with his back to him. It was splashed. It was the car he was about to leave the tent again. I heard a cracking voice from the back..
“···Wait..”
Ronan, stopping at the spot, turned away. Jager leaned his head down and slapped the floor with his tail. White hairy bushy hands hold a doll given by a native kid There was. After a while of silence, he opened his mouth..
“···His name is Barca. It's Barca Turgung. Jaifa's brother and the actual mastermind who planned the night of the fangs..”
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