Estio Volume 7
- Episode 18
Shuhanan responded coldly. Mubin's expression hardened formidably when he realized that the new pope had no intention of giving up Estio.
"The Yellow Dragon Shuhanan."
There is no need to talk back in a situation where we already know each other's identities. Mubin looked directly at Shuhanan.
"What happened to him in this Elysium?"
"That's rude. And slow."
Shuhanan clenched his chin and spoke slowly in an indifferent tone.
"Doesn't the person called the Guardian know what kind of situation his master was in?"
"......"
"It's like you're not by my side when I need to protect you, and now you're asking me where I am. It's pathetic."
What Shuhanan pointed out was also the part he regrets the most as a movie star, so he had nothing to say. However, he could not disobey the emperor's orders because he was a dragon guardian and a human at the same time. That was a burden that Mubin had to bear in the future.
Moobin spoke in a heavily subdued voice without raising his head bowed in front of Shuhanan.
"...Please tell me the whereabouts of my master. Please."
By the end of the war, Mubin shared the pain of having his heart pulled out. He was bewildered at first, but as he ran this way, he was convinced. It is clear that his master, who led to the blood of the Black Dragon, suffered a major cataclysmic event comparable to his death.
But Estio did not die. The special sense that I could feel as a guardian pointed to the Pontifical Elysium. Mubin met Tsuki, who was feeling the same way, at the entrance to the portal of the Holy See. Joining Parker, who followed her Tsuki, burst into tears as soon as she saw her moving. Although she was always shy, it was the first time she cried so sadly, so she felt miserable at that time.
It meant that the situation was hopeless. It was clear that Estio was not in a state of reassurance if all the members of the group were shaken in a mess.
"I know you didn't harm him."
"Hey, do you mean you trust me?"
"Because my master trusted you."
Mubin laughed bitterly. He knew for a long time that Estio had high expectations for the Yellow Dragon Shuhanan. He is the only one left in the world. There was also the fear that that expectation would be poisoned, but he could not bear it.
"Of course not because of that. If you were willing to do that, he would never have been safe until now."
The Guardian of the Black Dragon proudly countered the sharp gaze of the Yellow Dragon.
"Hwangryong is not so wary of those who are just gathered here."
The rest of the party, who followed Moo-bin, were waiting quietly without interrupting the conversation that led to the bloody atmosphere. Shuhanan received a separate report about the colleagues he saw mostly around Est.
'The yeti, druids and plants in the join race. Is that cat a chimera?'
Shuhanan finally lowered the hand that was supporting his chin. Following Shuhanan, who slowly got up from his seat, the gaze of the party went up as well. He was quite tall. He wasn't too noticeable when he was sitting, but Shu Hanan was so tall that he looked down at the well-built Mubin.
Long hair, like gold dust, hung down over the pure white priestly robe that symbolized the Pope. Shuhanan opened his mouth while still looking at the guests with a cold face.
"good."
"......!"
"But not now."
Shuhanan twisted the end of his words without a moment of rejoicing that the permission had been granted.
"As you may have guessed, the child's condition is not very good. I am too scared to show it to all of you who are just gathered here."
Shuhanan returned Moobin's provocation without blinking an eye. Although he admitted he was scared, he was not at all withdrawn. Rather, it was Moobin whose palms were tingling from tension.
'After all, a dragon is a dragon. You're a strong enemy.'
Not only physically, but also mentally, he was no longer an opponent. Moobin felt anew how reckless she had been and tried not to kneel down on her knees. Shuhanan looked at them for a moment as they desperately resisted the dragon's aura that was crushing them, but soon lost interest and turned away.
"I will arrange a seat when the time comes. Until then, wait patiently."
Nyaan.
Hearing the cry of the little cat, Shuhanan glanced down at Tsuki. It was the smallest in size, but the burning Odd-Eye was more bitter than anyone else. Come to think of it, Tsuki never avoided his gaze.
'You had an interesting guardian, Estio.'
If they had stopped them from seeing each other until the end, it was a look that would be firmly committed no matter what they did. Now hiding his claws and crouching, it wasn't Shu Hanan's command. Tsuki was a clever cat with very rational and logical thinking. He was well aware of what action he had to take to meet Estio the fastest.
Shuhanan looked at Tsuki and waved his hand. She meant to go away.
Upon receiving Shuhanan's order, the interview ended naturally. As if kicked out, Mubin and his party were immediately guided to the accommodation provided in Elysium. Unintentionally gathered in one place again, they exchanged awkward glances with each other.
"Anyway, I was a little surprised."
It was Parker, a member of the Joining tribe, who was the first to get lucky. As usual, he approached the chest of drawers in the room and began to organize his belongings. Mubin asked as he sat down on the sofa.
"what?"
"I'm talking about Hwangryong Shuhanan. He said he was a crazy dragon, but he's so fine. Actually, I was really worried that I might die this time."
Parker, who had a history of overcoming the hurdle of death by being attacked by the Holy Knights, was actually cringing in fear while going to meet Hwangryong. It was the first time in his life he had ever had such courage.
"Of course, Mubin-nim did the conversation, but even watching from the side, his voice wasn't very angry. Rather..."
Parker was stunned for a moment before organizing his luggage. The image of Shu Hanan, the Yellow Dragon he met in person, was not as vicious as he had imagined.
"What do you say? All indifferent, ah!"
Parker, who was struggling alone, shrugged his wings as if he knew.
"It was a bit like the leader-nim, although it was much colder."
Everyone agreed with that opinion. When I heard it, I noticed that the excessively calm atmosphere I felt with Shuhanan was similar to that of Estio. The colors were different, but the characteristic indifferent eyes were also the same.
"Well. It wasn't a man's maddening eyes."
Even Mubin, who had been talking to each other, decided that Shuhanan had not gone crazy. There were some torn down and broken marks like old ruins, but it was never seen as an evil dragon that would destroy the world with rage. Rather, the golden eyes that sank calmly felt even peaceful.
"Myuu."
While everyone was contemplating again about Shuhanan, Neju squatted down alone in a melancholy seat. The young white-haired monkey was weak all the way to Elysium. She used to chase Estio like a duckling, but when Neju opened her eyes, she realized that he was gone. She didn't listen to me, even though she told me it was going to be okay. Neju closed her mouth at all and didn't mix her words with anyone.
"Little kid, are you okay? Is it worth it?"
In the midst of that, Ahur worked hard to encourage Neju from the flowerpot he was holding in his arms.
"It's all over now. If you wait a little bit, we will be able to meet."
"…….."
"Don't worry too much! I have cancer! Is Estio fine now?"
Neju dropped his gaze on Ahur. Her lips, which had been closed as if they had been covered with her own webs for several days, opened helplessly.
"That person earlier..."
"who? Shuhanan?"
"You said you weren't feeling well."
"Are you Estio?"
"That's why we can't meet. Then you're sick now."
While Ahur was hesitant to guess the subject, Neju's red eyes filled with tears.
"What should I do?
"OMG? That's right....it's going to be hard. What's up......."
"Hey, it's difficult if even Cactus-san is depressed."
Mubin, who was watching Ahur, who had become pale and droopy, intervened.
"It's fine. I don't feel any pain at all right now."
All of the guardians who could resonate with the owner were able to understand Estio's condition, at least faintly. That was the reason why Mubin was able to calm down when he was talking with Shuhanan a while ago. Had he felt even a little bit of pain, he might have drawn his sword and jumped in regardless of whether he was the Yellow Dragon and the Pope. However, Hwangryong took a stance as if he was trying to protect Estio. Even as time went on, his condition was steadily improving, so Mubin was able to choose to wait without rushing around.
However, Neju, who is not a guardian, was particularly frustrated because he did not know Estio's condition.
"If I had known this would happen, Neju would have asked for blood too!"
"Wow, calm down. Guardians aren't always just convenient."
"Why?"
Moobin chose how to explain the contract between the dragon and the guardian to Neju, who was still young, and made it as easy as possible.
"Estio-sama wants to be friends with you. But once you become a master-slave relationship, it's impossible. You have to live according to his will for the rest of your life."
"It's okay! Neju wants to do everything Estio wants."
"I don't think and move with my head like I do now. It's my instinct."
Seeing the young white furry monkey tilting his head, Mubin smiled a sigh of relief.
"Sometimes I see that what I do is not my will."
From the time he left the unorganized battlefield and ran alone, his rational judgment had already passed. Moobin, who remembered the poor lieutenant who was still doing the post-processing for his hair to fall out, was deeply sorry. But he didn't want to go back. At least, it seemed that the clogged breath would be opened only by visually checking whether Estio was safe.
Then Kai, who was looking at the vase placed by the window, smiled and spoke to Moobin.
"Still, I think I ran right away as soon as something happened. Even though my instincts as a guardian outweigh my reason, is it okay to end the war that His Majesty the Emperor ordered with ease?"
"Well, it'll be fine. If it's a territory, it's widened enough, and the report is full of victories, and it's the end anyway."
Mubin sank into the sofa almost like a paper doll. He was troubled just thinking about the territorial wars waged by the Imperial Emperor. Instead, he returned the arrow to Kai.
"Isn't that the one who's busy? What's the guild doing?"
Estio Volume 7
- Episode 18
Shuhanan responded coldly. Mubin's expression hardened formidably when he realized that the new pope had no intention of giving up Estio.
"The Yellow Dragon Shuhanan."
There is no need to talk back in a situation where we already know each other's identities. Mubin looked directly at Shuhanan.
"What happened to him in this Elysium?"
"That's rude. And slow."
Shuhanan clenched his chin and spoke slowly in an indifferent tone.
"Doesn't the person called the Guardian know what kind of situation his master was in?"
"......"
"It's like you're not by my side when I need to protect you, and now you're asking me where I am. It's pathetic."
What Shuhanan pointed out was also the part he regrets the most as a movie star, so he had nothing to say. However, he could not disobey the emperor's orders because he was a dragon guardian and a human at the same time. That was a burden that Mubin had to bear in the future.
Moobin spoke in a heavily subdued voice without raising his head bowed in front of Shuhanan.
"...Please tell me the whereabouts of my master. Please."
By the end of the war, Mubin shared the pain of having his heart pulled out. He was bewildered at first, but as he ran this way, he was convinced. It is clear that his master, who led to the blood of the Black Dragon, suffered a major cataclysmic event comparable to his death.
But Estio did not die. The special sense that I could feel as a guardian pointed to the Pontifical Elysium. Mubin met Tsuki, who was feeling the same way, at the entrance to the portal of the Holy See. Joining Parker, who followed her Tsuki, burst into tears as soon as she saw her moving. Although she was always shy, it was the first time she cried so sadly, so she felt miserable at that time.
It meant that the situation was hopeless. It was clear that Estio was not in a state of reassurance if all the members of the group were shaken in a mess.
"I know you didn't harm him."
"Hey, do you mean you trust me?"
"Because my master trusted you."
Mubin laughed bitterly. He knew for a long time that Estio had high expectations for the Yellow Dragon Shuhanan. He is the only one left in the world. There was also the fear that that expectation would be poisoned, but he could not bear it.
"Of course not because of that. If you were willing to do that, he would never have been safe until now."
The Guardian of the Black Dragon proudly countered the sharp gaze of the Yellow Dragon.
"Hwangryong is not so wary of those who are just gathered here."
The rest of the party, who followed Moo-bin, were waiting quietly without interrupting the conversation that led to the bloody atmosphere. Shuhanan received a separate report about the colleagues he saw mostly around Est.
'The yeti, druids and plants in the join race. Is that cat a chimera?'
Shuhanan finally lowered the hand that was supporting his chin. Following Shuhanan, who slowly got up from his seat, the gaze of the party went up as well. He was quite tall. He wasn't too noticeable when he was sitting, but Shu Hanan was so tall that he looked down at the well-built Mubin.
Long hair, like gold dust, hung down over the pure white priestly robe that symbolized the Pope. Shuhanan opened his mouth while still looking at the guests with a cold face.
"good."
"......!"
"But not now."
Shuhanan twisted the end of his words without a moment of rejoicing that the permission had been granted.
"As you may have guessed, the child's condition is not very good. I am too scared to show it to all of you who are just gathered here."
Shuhanan returned Moobin's provocation without blinking an eye. Although he admitted he was scared, he was not at all withdrawn. Rather, it was Moobin whose palms were tingling from tension.
'After all, a dragon is a dragon. You're a strong enemy.'
Not only physically, but also mentally, he was no longer an opponent. Moobin felt anew how reckless she had been and tried not to kneel down on her knees. Shuhanan looked at them for a moment as they desperately resisted the dragon's aura that was crushing them, but soon lost interest and turned away.
"I will arrange a seat when the time comes. Until then, wait patiently."
Nyaan.
Hearing the cry of the little cat, Shuhanan glanced down at Tsuki. It was the smallest in size, but the burning Odd-Eye was more bitter than anyone else. Come to think of it, Tsuki never avoided his gaze.
'You had an interesting guardian, Estio.'
If they had stopped them from seeing each other until the end, it was a look that would be firmly committed no matter what they did. Now hiding his claws and crouching, it wasn't Shu Hanan's command. Tsuki was a clever cat with very rational and logical thinking. He was well aware of what action he had to take to meet Estio the fastest.
Shuhanan looked at Tsuki and waved his hand. She meant to go away.
Upon receiving Shuhanan's order, the interview ended naturally. As if kicked out, Mubin and his party were immediately guided to the accommodation provided in Elysium. Unintentionally gathered in one place again, they exchanged awkward glances with each other.
"Anyway, I was a little surprised."
It was Parker, a member of the Joining tribe, who was the first to get lucky. As usual, he approached the chest of drawers in the room and began to organize his belongings. Mubin asked as he sat down on the sofa.
"what?"
"I'm talking about Hwangryong Shuhanan. He said he was a crazy dragon, but he's so fine. Actually, I was really worried that I might die this time."
Parker, who had a history of overcoming the hurdle of death by being attacked by the Holy Knights, was actually cringing in fear while going to meet Hwangryong. It was the first time in his life he had ever had such courage.
"Of course, Mubin-nim did the conversation, but even watching from the side, his voice wasn't very angry. Rather..."
Parker was stunned for a moment before organizing his luggage. The image of Shu Hanan, the Yellow Dragon he met in person, was not as vicious as he had imagined.
"What do you say? All indifferent, ah!"
Parker, who was struggling alone, shrugged his wings as if he knew.
"It was a bit like the leader-nim, although it was much colder."
Everyone agreed with that opinion. When I heard it, I noticed that the excessively calm atmosphere I felt with Shuhanan was similar to that of Estio. The colors were different, but the characteristic indifferent eyes were also the same.
"Well. It wasn't a man's maddening eyes."
Even Mubin, who had been talking to each other, decided that Shuhanan had not gone crazy. There were some torn down and broken marks like old ruins, but it was never seen as an evil dragon that would destroy the world with rage. Rather, the golden eyes that sank calmly felt even peaceful.
"Myuu."
While everyone was contemplating again about Shuhanan, Neju squatted down alone in a melancholy seat. The young white-haired monkey was weak all the way to Elysium. She used to chase Estio like a duckling, but when Neju opened her eyes, she realized that he was gone. She didn't listen to me, even though she told me it was going to be okay. Neju closed her mouth at all and didn't mix her words with anyone.
"Little kid, are you okay? Is it worth it?"
In the midst of that, Ahur worked hard to encourage Neju from the flowerpot he was holding in his arms.
"It's all over now. If you wait a little bit, we will be able to meet."
"…….."
"Don't worry too much! I have cancer! Is Estio fine now?"
Neju dropped his gaze on Ahur. Her lips, which had been closed as if they had been covered with her own webs for several days, opened helplessly.
"That person earlier..."
"who? Shuhanan?"
"You said you weren't feeling well."
"Are you Estio?"
"That's why we can't meet. Then you're sick now."
While Ahur was hesitant to guess the subject, Neju's red eyes filled with tears.
"What should I do?
"OMG? That's right....it's going to be hard. What's up......."
"Hey, it's difficult if even Cactus-san is depressed."
Mubin, who was watching Ahur, who had become pale and droopy, intervened.
"It's fine. I don't feel any pain at all right now."
All of the guardians who could resonate with the owner were able to understand Estio's condition, at least faintly. That was the reason why Mubin was able to calm down when he was talking with Shuhanan a while ago. Had he felt even a little bit of pain, he might have drawn his sword and jumped in regardless of whether he was the Yellow Dragon and the Pope. However, Hwangryong took a stance as if he was trying to protect Estio. Even as time went on, his condition was steadily improving, so Mubin was able to choose to wait without rushing around.
However, Neju, who is not a guardian, was particularly frustrated because he did not know Estio's condition.
"If I had known this would happen, Neju would have asked for blood too!"
"Wow, calm down. Guardians aren't always just convenient."
"Why?"
Moobin chose how to explain the contract between the dragon and the guardian to Neju, who was still young, and made it as easy as possible.
"Estio-sama wants to be friends with you. But once you become a master-slave relationship, it's impossible. You have to live according to his will for the rest of your life."
"It's okay! Neju wants to do everything Estio wants."
"I don't think and move with my head like I do now. It's my instinct."
Seeing the young white furry monkey tilting his head, Mubin smiled a sigh of relief.
"Sometimes I see that what I do is not my will."
From the time he left the unorganized battlefield and ran alone, his rational judgment had already passed. Moobin, who remembered the poor lieutenant who was still doing the post-processing for his hair to fall out, was deeply sorry. But he didn't want to go back. At least, it seemed that the clogged breath would be opened only by visually checking whether Estio was safe.
Then Kai, who was looking at the vase placed by the window, smiled and spoke to Moobin.
"Still, I think I ran right away as soon as something happened. Even though my instincts as a guardian outweigh my reason, is it okay to end the war that His Majesty the Emperor ordered with ease?"
"Well, it'll be fine. If it's a territory, it's widened enough, and the report is full of victories, and it's the end anyway."
Mubin sank into the sofa almost like a paper doll. He was troubled just thinking about the territorial wars waged by the Imperial Emperor. Instead, he returned the arrow to Kai.
"Isn't that the one who's busy? What's the guild doing?"
