I Was A Porter

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“Brother!! ”

Seung-ho rises from his seat with his eardrum blowing.

As soon as the pupils were enlarged, Seung-ho moved around.

Immediately, a drop of relief tears fell from Seungho's eyes.

I woke up safely.

I can still be myself.

Tears flowed from Seungho's eyes, and he was surprised to wipe his face.

"Are you okay, Seung-ho? ”

With the exception of tears and a lot of tension, he was very nervous because he didn't even say anything.

Seung-ho turns to call her and looks her in the eye.

I was afraid that I would never see this face again, a lovely face that worried me.

I grabbed her without saying a word.

A heavy hug caught my breath, and a choking sound came out of my mouth.

“Ugh, oh... Brother, I can't breathe. ”

It was only after the emulsifier scowled at me that I let go of the emulsion that Seung-ho hugged me.

Relieved, I finally smiled at Seung-ho's mouth.

Seung-ho, who was staring at his face, slowly brought his face closer to her.

Jiji Jiji!

“You okay?"

At the same time, Aid slams down the door and lands into the room.

I heard the tearing voice of the oil painting trying to wake up the tide.

She rushes in, but soon she has to make a funny face.

“Huh? Ah. Oh, that's good. Goodbye. Lock the door... Uh, the door... ”

The door has already been inhabited by intruders on the floor for a long time.

Seung-ho shakes her hand and unravels her misunderstanding as she misunderstands greatly.

“No, come in. It's not like that. Don't look at me like that. At least not now. ”

Not now...

His face, which had been slightly engraved by Seungho's excuses, became more red.

Then came the characters, including the columns, after the Eid.

I knew Seung-ho was okay, but they all ran away and sat down in Seung-ho's room to hear the story.

Everyone sat down and waited for Seung-ho's mouth to open.

His lips slowly moved, thinking as if he had something to say for a moment.

“I started talking to him when he started talking about it. First of all..."

Seung-ho began to share the conversation he had with her from the moment she opened her mouth.

As the story progressed, the atmosphere became more and more serious, and when they explained the scene where Seung-ho began to fight, everyone's neck trembled.

However, everyone questioned what Seung-ho said, and lifted his unbearable hand and hung up on him.

“I don't mean to sound skeptical, but you won? ”

In response to the question, everyone nodded and asked.

Seung-ho was able to fully understand his question.

Because he was dreaming when he first jumped, but he was prepared to die.

When I was in Draxi's body, it was hard to move my body even to see, so I didn't even dream of winning in my dreams.

That dream can't be fulfilled, but could it be fulfilled in a dream?

I realized something was wrong with the first brawl.

The Black Energy in the strike is ridiculously weak enough to scatter the mountain.

Seung-ho nodded again, looking back at his memory.

“Yes. I don't know if it was in my dreams, but I was too weak to understand it. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't believe how hard I saw him collapse at once. ”

“So, it's over? ”

In Seung-ho's words, I asked him with an anticipated voice.

Seung-ho wanted to nod as he wished, but he couldn't.

“I thought I was done, but they were gathering slowly in the back. I think I'll keep coming out until the Black Energy is gone. ”

“Hmmm... But isn't that a pretty encouraging result? It's a nightmare every day, but I think it's the best outcome under the worst circumstances. ”

“Well…. I think so, too. ”

Seung-ho stroked his chest once and smiled lightly.

However, I forgot one thing.

The white magic of the ascension is dwindling.

* * *

The lonely fight of victory was a one-sided beating.

Despite scattering the Black Energy, the next day's dream was completely restored.

It could easily be crushed like a child's wrist twist, but over time it became stronger.

No, the decrease in white magical strength weakened my ascension.

For the first time, I laughed as his jaw fluttered.

“It's just hard at first. ”

Even though the Black Energy that was forming its body almost dissipated, what stopped it was stopped.

Seung-ho once again strikes hard and scatters the mountain because he doesn't want to see that shivering smile.

As he dispersed, Seung-ho awoke from his dream and awoke from his bed.

After standing for a long time in the room, Seung-ho leaves the house and walks through the backyard.

Summer approaches, but the dawn air is still pretty cool.

A sigh came out of Seung-ho's mouth, cooling the sweat drops on his backbone.

At this rate, one day I might lose to him.

“Damn…. ”

Seung-ho scratches his head and spits out an insult.

His feelings were unbearable.

I don't even know why the white magic is dispersing, but it was a good job to find a way to hold it.

When Seung-ho's mood toward the bright moon, she opened the door and came out.

Mother, who saw the face of Seung-ho looking back, stepped up and stroked Seung-ho's back.

“Why is your face so ugly? Son, did you have a nightmare? Why are you sweating so much? ”

“Did I wake you? I'm sorry."

“No, no. Because I'm old, I don't get much sleep at night. ”

Nowadays, Seung-ho smiled at her mother who realized she was sleeping at night, because she didn't want to cause any more worries.

“Get in, get in. ”

Seung-ho pushed her back and went back into the house.

I forcibly sent my mother into the room and immediately left the house and called her.

It was rude to call at a time when time was approaching four o'clock in the morning, but the other person answered the phone before the tone rang five times.

“Seung-ho? What brings you here at this hour...? ”

The protagonist of the sound of sleepless voices beyond the phone was Magitai.

Seung-ho says something without giving him time to wake up.

“Deputy Director, isn't there a stone you bought from the Society? You're still stockpiling a lot, right? ”

“Well…. Maybe a little bit. Not that much, but.... What's the matter?”

“I have to take that. ”

The conversation was paused.

It was obvious that he was cursing at Ascension.

No, I'm not blushing in the middle of the night. I can't believe I'm suddenly calling you in the middle of the night and giving you free horses.

Who else is so confused in the whole world?

He spoke calmly because he wasn't old enough and he wasn't stupid enough to show his emotions.

“What else is going on this time, and how much do you need... ”

“It's also hard to say, and we need all the horses we can find that are more than intermediate. ”

Magithae recalled how long he would have explained his situation.

If dementia did not come, the number 0 that comes to mind now would be correct.

After suppressing the exhale, Margaery hung up after saying she would look into it.

And I had to make sure the call was definitely disconnected before I said a word.

“Damn…. ”

* * *

If only one branch manager had the strength.

If the general branch commander sent an email to the vice chairman and the association chairman, it would be normal to just swoop by and look around.

By asking for all the support of the horses, I should have snorted, saying it was nonsense.

If it weren't for the text at the bottom of the email.

- … and request full quantity of the Stone held by the Association. Again, I would like to inform you that Lee Seung-ho has made an active request.

Thanks to this, the vice chairman rotted his head.

Thinking about the previous case, it was not strange to open the gate again.

That's why the horses they secured were right to leave the minimum threshold they judged in case the gate opened very late.

“Give me everything... ”

If you think about the amount of horse stones he has secured, it is right to give, but it is not easy to say that most of the horse stones were already exhausted.

The deputy chairman turned the cigar in his arms and reacquired in a situation where the goal was getting sore.

I was worried about the uncertainty about the future that I didn't know how it would go.

At this time, it was most accurate to compare this problem on the scale.

I put a jackpot on one side of the virtual scale made in my head, and a stone held by the association on on the other.

The answer was simple.

“What can I do? ”

The scale made in his head was tilted almost perpendicular to the ascending lake, so there was not even a rhythm.

The Association supported the marble extensively in the opinion of its vice chairman, but the situation was not very positive.

Although I was eating the stone to make the white magic that disappeared continuously, only the hole was poured into the poison.

Moreover, the water was limited.

There was a limited amount of space available while the gate was not open.

Moreover, the body of Seungho had eaten less than medium-sized horses, so the absorbed magical power was so dusty that it only took a month or two.

“Where is life without worries? This is no day without worries.... ”

Seung-ho, who entered his dream, mumbles and walks toward it.

If it was the same as before, it would have stumbled, watching the ascension, but somehow it stood still.

Its quiet glare is subtly frowned.

“You've got more spoiled energy. ”

“You can fill as many blanks as you want. At this rate, if it takes a million years, you'll never take over my body. ”

Seung-ho bluffed and tried a childish taunt.

I was excited when I saw the unpleasant emotion for a while.

And it did not know that the frowned glances on the provocation of ascension would unfold.

“I don't know if I'll be able to take over this body when I die of old age, but it won't be as long as I live. We have to start today. Come on. ”

He was still holding his position, even though he provoked his finger.

It's been thinking for a long time, but I'm tired of looking at Seung-ho's eyes.

“A little later, but we'll have to make sure. Be happy for a while. ”

With a meaningful horse, it picks up and scatters.

Seung-ho looks around to see what kind of attack will take place, but he can't see or feel it.

Soon after I woke up from my dream, I was dumbfounded by the end of my dream without fighting for the first time.

Seung-ho, who tilted his head, pondered what he had said before it disappeared.

“A sure way? ”

No one could answer Seung-ho's murmur.