Chapter 170: Ep.56. Sculptor of Chaos (5)
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Vishkel's hand, clearing the envelope with sweet potato croquette to one side, was shaking.
Ah! I want to kill you.
Really, maddeningly, I want to kill this disgusting fellow!
Vishkel was afraid of what would happen to his head if he didn't yell like that at any moment.
"Bubar"
"Yes?"
"Go out for a moment and come back in ten minutes."
"Why?"
"Just, please, do it."
"Yes...... well. Sure, ah. Because you don't have any milk?"
"Ahhhhhh!"
Quasik!
When Vishkel broke the table and screamed, Bubar rushed out of the workshop. In the meantime, he showed off his charm by taking the sweet potato croquette that fell on the floor.
'Wow, Bubar Gaston. Considering that you're a man of chaos like me, you're a great meatball in many ways...... hehe."
Even Jonah, who had been watching it all over the window for a while, had no choice but to sigh.
Vishkel ran to the basement and only screamed like a madman for a while. Aah, aah, aah! Please! Aah! While a voice mingled with anger and shrieks echoed in the basement, Jonah was smiling brightly.
"Hoo-hoo."
When Vishkel, who had been in a lot of evil, returned to the first floor and cleaned up his scattered hair, Bubar slipped back into the workshop. There was only one sweet potato croquet left.
Boovar, who was looking at the situation, puts the remaining sweet potato croquette into his mouth. The well. The sight of it made Vishkel no more excited.
"Are you all right?"
"......let's get back to what you were about to say, Bubar."
What I was about to say earlier was a business conversation that the two should have ended if Jean hadn't come.
"Ah, yes."
"The General Manager has formally declared to the Jipple that the alliance will be scrapped."
From the first word, Jonah drew her ears closer to the window.
I would have kept my distance as it was. It's not easy for Jonah to get one step closer to an eight-star driver.
However, Vishkel was much more numb than usual with superhuman patience.
"K, tell him he did a good job! Zipple, they're more evil and vicious than Jean Looncandel. We should have finished it by the time we damaged it by using the time we used it secretly!"
"... ...not just a good situation. We needed their strength to make our task easier. From now on, when you make new products, the supply and demand of materials will not be as smooth as before."
"Yay! That's the problem! By the way, ID Vishkel. It's not a sculpture, it's a sculpture. Sculpture and fabrication are completely different. And it's not a new product. It's a work. How many times do I have to explain?"
"Yes, sculpture......the work...."
Vishkel, barely suppressing disgust and correcting expression.
"How much of a setback is there in the supply and demand of the materials?”
"You will rarely save the remains of the dead gods. The remains of the old civilization will only be able to save about half of them before the alliance was cut off."
"Ha!"
"Instead, in accordance with the revocation clause, we have decided to recall some of the works we have given to Gipple so far."
"Compass!"
Bubar shrieked with his eyes shining.
"You must find the compass! It's the only way to find the living gods and use them as ingredients.”
"The compass is, of course, subject to retrieval."
"I don't care if I get the rest back, after the drinking stone, this masterpiece of Bubar Gaston! Me, saliva, half. Hahaha. My dear, you will finally return to my arms."
"Bubar, that's not a matter of so much liking."
"Why?"
"What attitude did Zipple show when he first took us the drinks, the compass and other works?”
"He was very low-key. I was about to lick your toes."
But now, we feel that we are going to come up with the destruction clause. You really don't know what this means?”
"I've spent enough...…?”
"No. It means they may have already been prepared to make compasses, or something like that."
"Ay, it can't be. Not without my powers."
"The magic of them is more than you can imagine. It's not a compass, it's a family that can restore broken drinking stones, Jipple. Moreover, the collection of the works was agreed to be the first day of next year's Passover. They have time to study."
"Eh, why are you so late? You gave him that much time?”
"Because of the destruction clause. We first brought out the clause here, so there was no justification for rejecting it."
When Vishkel bit the cigarette as if frustrated, Bubar nodded.
"First day of June next year...... Uh, there won't be any further delay, will there?”
"The general manager himself threatened an all-out war if he broke his promise this time, so that won't happen. As long as we have Looncandel, they won't be able to wage an all-out war against us."
"I'm glad to hear that. It's the first day of next year'... where did you decide to get it?"
"Belado is the southern island of the Empire, the land of pirates."
"Fortunately, it's not a place where disgusting monsters come out. Take me with you."
"Sure?"
"I'm the only one who can see if there's any problem with the work. There should be no gossip."
Vishkel's eyes were round. It is hard to believe that Bubar is telling such a healthy story.
"That's... ..that's right. I'll have you tell the general manager."
"Oh, and Mr. Vishkel. He hasn't been found yet? I carved it for you with a zipple wizard."
"Mato Baker."
"That's the name.”
"I don't know what happened there, but the headquarters are still in a mess...….”
Vishkel, who suddenly stopped talking, stopped moving.
Then he looked around, and stood up and began to check all the windows everywhere.
'Hee, as expected. Was it too close?'
Sweep... ...
Jonah stepped back from the window and quickly hid herself. Running on the grass, the grass did not fall or bend a single drop.
'You seem to have felt a faint touch, is it just my feeling?'
Bishkele, who goes out soon and looks through the ground near the workshop.
The only thing that caught my eye was the traces of Jean stepping on the grass earlier.
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Mr. Vishkel."
Boovar, who followed with a waddle, shrugged his shoulders.
"Nothing."
"Vischkel is a nervous wreck sometimes, and Margiela is so optimistic that I feel good about everything she sees, how different siblings are. "Uhhhhhh"
"... ...will move your residence tomorrow. Where you're not exposed to the Jipple."
"Oh, that's annoying!"
Vishkel only stared at Jonah's disappearance for a while. I didn't realize she was there.
And Jonah was running through the forest path smiling inwardly.
'I don't know what the chilling meat and poor neurotic conversation was about, but somehow the youngest will love it!’
* * *
"Oh... ...my god."
Throughout listening to Jonah's story, Jean was literally forced to open her mouth. Yona was so funny that she held her belly button several times.
"Are those great stories? That expression is funny, the youngest. You can look so stupid, too."
"It's full of the best. Just one day, no. I got this information in just a few hours. I don't think looking through the Looncandel secret documents would surprise me more than this."
"That much? Tell me the details, too.”
"Well, what your sister brought me is. Oh, promise before that. You shouldn't know this."
"Promise!"
Jin explained to Kinselo about the information he got today for a while, but Jonah still looked at her head as if she didn't know.
In fact, I didn't hear anything because I thought the youngest was just cute when he muttered something hard.
"......now you know why I was so shocked?"
"Yes, it's totally fun."
These were not important matters for Jonah anyway. However, she was also conscious of the fact that Boubar Gaston was born with "confusion."
"But what did you mean, Sister, that you and Bubar Gaston were in the same class?"
It was a problem that kept bothering me. That nasty fat lady and her only youngest sister are the same kind!
"Oh, that's......I can't tell you yet.”
"For this reason, between us."
"The youngest has a secret...….”
Whoo-woong.
Jean clung her spirit to Jonah in her palm.
It was a means to tell him that he had no more secrets.
Haha!
Jonah backed away, grumbling like a madman. As if you've seen something you shouldn't see.
"Huh?"
[Kill!]
As he faced Young-ki in person, his voice grew louder, constantly whispering inside Jonah.
A voice so powerful that it can reflexively stab a dagger into the neck of the gin.
She was born in an unparalleled state of chaos. Bubar's chaos does not show this reaction even when faced with spirituality.
"Cut it!"
Jean hurried out of spirits. At the same time, Jonah's inner voice died down, and she was able to escape from the impulse. On the impulse to kill Jean.
It was only a couple of seconds or so that Young-gi was formed on Jin's palm, but Jonah was sweating and exhaling.
If I hadn't sincerely spared Jean, I probably wouldn't have rejected the will of the voice.
"Sister!"
"Never in the future, that power must be taken out before me. Please don't ask for any details."
"What......."
Jean had no choice but to intuitively realize.
'I'm sure he stepped down to avoid attacking me. Young-gi stimulated my sister.'
A few seconds ago, Jonah's eyes, bulging out, were filled with fear. With fear that he might kill his brother.
Jean shook her head, suppressing her perplexed feelings.
"I don't know what it is, but I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen."
"I lose my reason when I see Young-ki. You don't have to be sorry because I didn't explain it. Hey, I thought the youngest would hide that power from me at least until he became a jockey...….”
"Why me?"
"Because you don't think I'm such a reliable sister to you? Uh, or maybe you're gonna hate me?”
"The former is completely wrong, and the latter is good to be honest. Yes, I was thinking about hiding it until then. Just until I played in the flower garden with my sister."
I answered lightly, but if you are not upset, it's a lie. A little more spirit might have killed Jonah.
But Jean had no intention of making Jonah sad.
"I'll have to be careful for the time being. Don't worry too much, it'll be solved naturally if you're too strong to kill me no matter what you do."
"Hee, don't even dream about it, now play with me. As promised."
After that, Jin spent two days with Jonah playing coolly around in the Empire.
And in the Empire of Corn, not only the knights of Joshua, who died after spying on the camp in the past, but also the knights of Siron were always present.
Naturally, the news that the two "play together" was bound to fall into the ears of the debate.
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Vishkel's hand, clearing the envelope with sweet potato croquette to one side, was shaking.
Ah! I want to kill you.
Really, maddeningly, I want to kill this disgusting fellow!
Vishkel was afraid of what would happen to his head if he didn't yell like that at any moment.
"Bubar"
"Yes?"
"Go out for a moment and come back in ten minutes."
"Why?"
"Just, please, do it."
"Yes...... well. Sure, ah. Because you don't have any milk?"
"Ahhhhhh!"
Quasik!
When Vishkel broke the table and screamed, Bubar rushed out of the workshop. In the meantime, he showed off his charm by taking the sweet potato croquette that fell on the floor.
'Wow, Bubar Gaston. Considering that you're a man of chaos like me, you're a great meatball in many ways...... hehe."
Even Jonah, who had been watching it all over the window for a while, had no choice but to sigh.
Vishkel ran to the basement and only screamed like a madman for a while. Aah, aah, aah! Please! Aah! While a voice mingled with anger and shrieks echoed in the basement, Jonah was smiling brightly.
"Hoo-hoo."
When Vishkel, who had been in a lot of evil, returned to the first floor and cleaned up his scattered hair, Bubar slipped back into the workshop. There was only one sweet potato croquet left.
Boovar, who was looking at the situation, puts the remaining sweet potato croquette into his mouth. The well. The sight of it made Vishkel no more excited.
"Are you all right?"
"......let's get back to what you were about to say, Bubar."
What I was about to say earlier was a business conversation that the two should have ended if Jean hadn't come.
"Ah, yes."
"The General Manager has formally declared to the Jipple that the alliance will be scrapped."
From the first word, Jonah drew her ears closer to the window.
I would have kept my distance as it was. It's not easy for Jonah to get one step closer to an eight-star driver.
However, Vishkel was much more numb than usual with superhuman patience.
"K, tell him he did a good job! Zipple, they're more evil and vicious than Jean Looncandel. We should have finished it by the time we damaged it by using the time we used it secretly!"
"... ...not just a good situation. We needed their strength to make our task easier. From now on, when you make new products, the supply and demand of materials will not be as smooth as before."
"Yay! That's the problem! By the way, ID Vishkel. It's not a sculpture, it's a sculpture. Sculpture and fabrication are completely different. And it's not a new product. It's a work. How many times do I have to explain?"
"Yes, sculpture......the work...."
Vishkel, barely suppressing disgust and correcting expression.
"How much of a setback is there in the supply and demand of the materials?”
"You will rarely save the remains of the dead gods. The remains of the old civilization will only be able to save about half of them before the alliance was cut off."
"Ha!"
"Instead, in accordance with the revocation clause, we have decided to recall some of the works we have given to Gipple so far."
"Compass!"
Bubar shrieked with his eyes shining.
"You must find the compass! It's the only way to find the living gods and use them as ingredients.”
"The compass is, of course, subject to retrieval."
"I don't care if I get the rest back, after the drinking stone, this masterpiece of Bubar Gaston! Me, saliva, half. Hahaha. My dear, you will finally return to my arms."
"Bubar, that's not a matter of so much liking."
"Why?"
"What attitude did Zipple show when he first took us the drinks, the compass and other works?”
"He was very low-key. I was about to lick your toes."
But now, we feel that we are going to come up with the destruction clause. You really don't know what this means?”
"I've spent enough...…?”
"No. It means they may have already been prepared to make compasses, or something like that."
"Ay, it can't be. Not without my powers."
"The magic of them is more than you can imagine. It's not a compass, it's a family that can restore broken drinking stones, Jipple. Moreover, the collection of the works was agreed to be the first day of next year's Passover. They have time to study."
"Eh, why are you so late? You gave him that much time?”
"Because of the destruction clause. We first brought out the clause here, so there was no justification for rejecting it."
When Vishkel bit the cigarette as if frustrated, Bubar nodded.
"First day of June next year...... Uh, there won't be any further delay, will there?”
"The general manager himself threatened an all-out war if he broke his promise this time, so that won't happen. As long as we have Looncandel, they won't be able to wage an all-out war against us."
"I'm glad to hear that. It's the first day of next year'... where did you decide to get it?"
"Belado is the southern island of the Empire, the land of pirates."
"Fortunately, it's not a place where disgusting monsters come out. Take me with you."
"Sure?"
"I'm the only one who can see if there's any problem with the work. There should be no gossip."
Vishkel's eyes were round. It is hard to believe that Bubar is telling such a healthy story.
"That's... ..that's right. I'll have you tell the general manager."
"Oh, and Mr. Vishkel. He hasn't been found yet? I carved it for you with a zipple wizard."
"Mato Baker."
"That's the name.”
"I don't know what happened there, but the headquarters are still in a mess...….”
Vishkel, who suddenly stopped talking, stopped moving.
Then he looked around, and stood up and began to check all the windows everywhere.
'Hee, as expected. Was it too close?'
Sweep... ...
Jonah stepped back from the window and quickly hid herself. Running on the grass, the grass did not fall or bend a single drop.
'You seem to have felt a faint touch, is it just my feeling?'
Bishkele, who goes out soon and looks through the ground near the workshop.
The only thing that caught my eye was the traces of Jean stepping on the grass earlier.
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Mr. Vishkel."
Boovar, who followed with a waddle, shrugged his shoulders.
"Nothing."
"Vischkel is a nervous wreck sometimes, and Margiela is so optimistic that I feel good about everything she sees, how different siblings are. "Uhhhhhh"
"... ...will move your residence tomorrow. Where you're not exposed to the Jipple."
"Oh, that's annoying!"
Vishkel only stared at Jonah's disappearance for a while. I didn't realize she was there.
And Jonah was running through the forest path smiling inwardly.
'I don't know what the chilling meat and poor neurotic conversation was about, but somehow the youngest will love it!’
* * *
"Oh... ...my god."
Throughout listening to Jonah's story, Jean was literally forced to open her mouth. Yona was so funny that she held her belly button several times.
"Are those great stories? That expression is funny, the youngest. You can look so stupid, too."
"It's full of the best. Just one day, no. I got this information in just a few hours. I don't think looking through the Looncandel secret documents would surprise me more than this."
"That much? Tell me the details, too.”
"Well, what your sister brought me is. Oh, promise before that. You shouldn't know this."
"Promise!"
Jin explained to Kinselo about the information he got today for a while, but Jonah still looked at her head as if she didn't know.
In fact, I didn't hear anything because I thought the youngest was just cute when he muttered something hard.
"......now you know why I was so shocked?"
"Yes, it's totally fun."
These were not important matters for Jonah anyway. However, she was also conscious of the fact that Boubar Gaston was born with "confusion."
"But what did you mean, Sister, that you and Bubar Gaston were in the same class?"
It was a problem that kept bothering me. That nasty fat lady and her only youngest sister are the same kind!
"Oh, that's......I can't tell you yet.”
"For this reason, between us."
"The youngest has a secret...….”
Whoo-woong.
Jean clung her spirit to Jonah in her palm.
It was a means to tell him that he had no more secrets.
Haha!
Jonah backed away, grumbling like a madman. As if you've seen something you shouldn't see.
"Huh?"
[Kill!]
As he faced Young-ki in person, his voice grew louder, constantly whispering inside Jonah.
A voice so powerful that it can reflexively stab a dagger into the neck of the gin.
She was born in an unparalleled state of chaos. Bubar's chaos does not show this reaction even when faced with spirituality.
"Cut it!"
Jean hurried out of spirits. At the same time, Jonah's inner voice died down, and she was able to escape from the impulse. On the impulse to kill Jean.
It was only a couple of seconds or so that Young-gi was formed on Jin's palm, but Jonah was sweating and exhaling.
If I hadn't sincerely spared Jean, I probably wouldn't have rejected the will of the voice.
"Sister!"
"Never in the future, that power must be taken out before me. Please don't ask for any details."
"What......."
Jean had no choice but to intuitively realize.
'I'm sure he stepped down to avoid attacking me. Young-gi stimulated my sister.'
A few seconds ago, Jonah's eyes, bulging out, were filled with fear. With fear that he might kill his brother.
Jean shook her head, suppressing her perplexed feelings.
"I don't know what it is, but I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen."
"I lose my reason when I see Young-ki. You don't have to be sorry because I didn't explain it. Hey, I thought the youngest would hide that power from me at least until he became a jockey...….”
"Why me?"
"Because you don't think I'm such a reliable sister to you? Uh, or maybe you're gonna hate me?”
"The former is completely wrong, and the latter is good to be honest. Yes, I was thinking about hiding it until then. Just until I played in the flower garden with my sister."
I answered lightly, but if you are not upset, it's a lie. A little more spirit might have killed Jonah.
But Jean had no intention of making Jonah sad.
"I'll have to be careful for the time being. Don't worry too much, it'll be solved naturally if you're too strong to kill me no matter what you do."
"Hee, don't even dream about it, now play with me. As promised."
After that, Jin spent two days with Jonah playing coolly around in the Empire.
And in the Empire of Corn, not only the knights of Joshua, who died after spying on the camp in the past, but also the knights of Siron were always present.
Naturally, the news that the two "play together" was bound to fall into the ears of the debate.
Vishkel's hand, clearing the envelope with sweet potato croquette to one side, was shaking.Ah! I want to kill you.Really, maddeningly, I want to kill this disgusting fellow!Vishkel was afraid of what would happen to his head if he didn't yell like that at any moment."Bubar""Yes?""Go out for a moment and come back in ten minutes.""Why?""Just, please, do it.""Yes...... well. Sure, ah. Because you don't have any milk?""Ahhhhhh!"Quasik!When Vishkel broke the table and screamed, Bubar rushed out of the workshop. In the meantime, he showed off his charm by taking the sweet potato croquette that fell on the floor.'Wow, Bubar Gaston. Considering that you're a man of chaos like me, you're a great meatball in many ways...... hehe."Even Jonah, who had been watching it all over the window for a while, had no choice but to sigh.Vishkel ran to the basement and only screamed like a madman for a while. Aah, aah, aah! Please! Aah! While a voice mingled with anger and shrieks echoed in the basement, Jonah was smiling brightly."Hoo-hoo."When Vishkel, who had been in a lot of evil, returned to the first floor and cleaned up his scattered hair, Bubar slipped back into the workshop. There was only one sweet potato croquet left.Boovar, who was looking at the situation, puts the remaining sweet potato croquette into his mouth. The well. The sight of it made Vishkel no more excited."Are you all right?""......let's get back to what you were about to say, Bubar."What I was about to say earlier was a business conversation that the two should have ended if Jean hadn't come."Ah, yes.""The General Manager has formally declared to the Jipple that the alliance will be scrapped."From the first word, Jonah drew her ears closer to the window.I would have kept my distance as it was. It's not easy for Jonah to get one step closer to an eight-star driver.However, Vishkel was much more numb than usual with superhuman patience."K, tell him he did a good job! Zipple, they're more evil and vicious than Jean Looncandel. We should have finished it by the time we damaged it by using the time we used it secretly!""... ...not just a good situation. We needed their strength to make our task easier. From now on, when you make new products, the supply and demand of materials will not be as smooth as before.""Yay! That's the problem! By the way, ID Vishkel. It's not a sculpture, it's a sculpture. Sculpture and fabrication are completely different. And it's not a new product. It's a work. How many times do I have to explain?""Yes, sculpture......the work...."Vishkel, barely suppressing disgust and correcting expression."How much of a setback is there in the supply and demand of the materials?"You will rarely save the remains of the dead gods. The remains of the old civilization will only be able to save about half of them before the alliance was cut off.""Ha!""Instead, in accordance with the revocation clause, we have decided to recall some of the works we have given to Gipple so far.""Compass!"Bubar shrieked with his eyes shining."You must find the compass! It's the only way to find the living gods and use them as ingredients."The compass is, of course, subject to retrieval.""I don't care if I get the rest back, after the drinking stone, this masterpiece of Bubar Gaston! Me, saliva, half. Hahaha. My dear, you will finally return to my arms.""Bubar, that's not a matter of so much liking.""Why?""What attitude did Zipple show when he first took us the drinks, the compass and other works?"He was very low-key. I was about to lick your toes."But now, we feel that we are going to come up with the destruction clause. You really don't know what this means?"I've spent enough...?"No. It means they may have already been prepared to make compasses, or something like that.""Ay, it can't be. Not without my powers.""The magic of them is more than you can imagine. It's not a compass, it's a family that can restore broken drinking stones, Jipple. Moreover, the collection of the works was agreed to be the first day of next year's Passover. They have time to study.""Eh, why are you so late? You gave him that much time?"Because of the destruction clause. We first brought out the clause here, so there was no justification for rejecting it."When Vishkel bit the cigarette as if frustrated, Bubar nodded."First day of June next year...... Uh, there won't be any further delay, will there?"The general manager himself threatened an all-out war if he broke his promise this time, so that won't happen. As long as we have Looncandel, they won't be able to wage an all-out war against us.""I'm glad to hear that. It's the first day of next year'... where did you decide to get it?""Belado is the southern island of the Empire, the land of pirates.""Fortunately, it's not a place where disgusting monsters come out. Take me with you.""Sure?""I'm the only one who can see if there's any problem with the work. There should be no gossip."Vishkel's eyes were round. It is hard to believe that Bubar is telling such a healthy story."That's... ..that's right. I'll have you tell the general manager.""Oh, and Mr. Vishkel. He hasn't been found yet? I carved it for you with a zipple wizard.""Mato Baker.""That's the name."I don't know what happened there, but the headquarters are still in a mess....Vishkel, who suddenly stopped talking, stopped moving.Then he looked around, and stood up and began to check all the windows everywhere.'Hee, as expected. Was it too close?'Sweep... ...Jonah stepped back from the window and quickly hid herself. Running on the grass, the grass did not fall or bend a single drop.'You seem to have felt a faint touch, is it just my feeling?'Bishkele, who goes out soon and looks through the ground near the workshop.The only thing that caught my eye was the traces of Jean stepping on the grass earlier."What's wrong with you all of a sudden? Mr. Vishkel."Boovar, who followed with a waddle, shrugged his shoulders."Nothing.""Vischkel is a nervous wreck sometimes, and Margiela is so optimistic that I feel good about everything she sees, how different siblings are. "Uhhhhhh""... ...will move your residence tomorrow. Where you're not exposed to the Jipple.""Oh, that's annoying!"Vishkel only stared at Jonah's disappearance for a while. I didn't realize she was there.And Jonah was running through the forest path smiling inwardly.'I don't know what the chilling meat and poor neurotic conversation was about, but somehow the youngest will love it!'* * *"Oh... ...my god."Throughout listening to Jonah's story, Jean was literally forced to open her mouth. Yona was so funny that she held her belly button several times."Are those great stories? That expression is funny, the youngest. You can look so stupid, too.""It's full of the best. Just one day, no. I got this information in just a few hours. I don't think looking through the Looncandel secret documents would surprise me more than this.""That much? Tell me the details, too."Well, what your sister brought me is. Oh, promise before that. You shouldn't know this.""Promise!"Jin explained to Kinselo about the information he got today for a while, but Jonah still looked at her head as if she didn't know.In fact, I didn't hear anything because I thought the youngest was just cute when he muttered something hard."......now you know why I was so shocked?""Yes, it's totally fun."These were not important matters for Jonah anyway. However, she was also conscious of the fact that Boubar Gaston was born with "confusion.""But what did you mean, Sister, that you and Bubar Gaston were in the same class?"It was a problem that kept bothering me. That nasty fat lady and her only youngest sister are the same kind!"Oh, that's......I can't tell you yet."For this reason, between us.""The youngest has a secret....Whoo-woong.Jean clung her spirit to Jonah in her palm.It was a means to tell him that he had no more secrets.Haha!Jonah backed away, grumbling like a madman. As if you've seen something you shouldn't see."Huh?"Kill!As he faced Young-ki in person, his voice grew louder, constantly whispering inside Jonah.A voice so powerful that it can reflexively stab a dagger into the neck of the gin.She was born in an unparalleled state of chaos. Bubar's chaos does not show this reaction even when faced with spirituality."Cut it!"Jean hurried out of spirits. At the same time, Jonah's inner voice died down, and she was able to escape from the impulse. On the impulse to kill Jean.It was only a couple of seconds or so that Young-gi was formed on Jin's palm, but Jonah was sweating and exhaling.If I hadn't sincerely spared Jean, I probably wouldn't have rejected the will of the voice."Sister!""Never in the future, that power must be taken out before me. Please don't ask for any details.""What......."Jean had no choice but to intuitively realize.'I'm sure he stepped down to avoid attacking me. Young-gi stimulated my sister.'A few seconds ago, Jonah's eyes, bulging out, were filled with fear. With fear that he might kill his brother.Jean shook her head, suppressing her perplexed feelings."I don't know what it is, but I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen.""I lose my reason when I see Young-ki. You don't have to be sorry because I didn't explain it. Hey, I thought the youngest would hide that power from me at least until he became a jockey...."Why me?""Because you don't think I'm such a reliable sister to you? Uh, or maybe you're gonna hate me?"The former is completely wrong, and the latter is good to be honest. Yes, I was thinking about hiding it until then. Just until I played in the flower garden with my sister."I answered lightly, but if you are not upset, it's a lie. A little more spirit might have killed Jonah.But Jean had no intention of making Jonah sad."I'll have to be careful for the time being. Don't worry too much, it'll be solved naturally if you're too strong to kill me no matter what you do.""Hee, don't even dream about it, now play with me. As promised."After that, Jin spent two days with Jonah playing coolly around in the Empire.And in the Empire of Corn, not only the knights of Joshua, who died after spying on the camp in the past, but also the knights of Siron were always present.Naturally, the news that the two "play together" was bound to fall into the ears of the debate.
