Kidnapped Dragons

“Aah! ”

The spring in bed raised my hand and touched my cheek.

Then I touched his eyes, and I touched his ears. Everything was feeling vivid. It is a fluffy hair that rises above the bloodshed that imitates the human being. Eyebrows and even soft earbuds. However, as everything is strange reality, unrealism has created a strange feeling of distraction in the spring.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

It was already a few days.

Spring saw no providence.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I couldn't even look at it. I didn't even see what I was showing you.

The eyes of providence are blurred.

It's like something gigantic and sheer is blocking the entrance to the telescope. Despite what providence had to show, something was blocking the third eye of the Green Dragon, who was trying to look away.

Spring bites the lower lip.

The invisibility of providence like this has been the first thing that has happened since we went through dimensional warpage.

At first, worries preceded.

Maybe something dangerous is coming?

Like before, something that hates retention?

However, after two days and more than a few days, it became clear that spring was not a place to worry.

Spring opened [Mister's Observation Diary].

[?. Question: Am I making you something?]

󧳶 [53]. This assumption does not seem wrong.]

A question I wrote before and after the birthday party of the past.

The answer to that was when Maintenance was going to find her dream. Thanks to that, she could find a dream.

Spring is good.

I was making maintenance something.

For spring, retention was a work of art.

It fills up all over the place with the colors of spring.

He was a man with a broken heart. But there was a pure yet familiar side, like a child who was just learning emotions.

By analogy, he was like a Seekerman painting. Surprisingly, if the white stars were embroidered thanks to the Sacred Mann, it would become the night sky.

‘Isn't it my amusement to fill it?’ On one fine spring day, lying on his couch, spring once thought so.

It was perhaps unpleasant to embed something in a precious work and bury it in a different color. Spring, however, did not feel so good that someone was intruding on his work. No. To explain that more clearly,

Spring, I couldn't stand the bad feeling.

In a huge flow anyway. There was only one person who completed the retention with something. It was within the ‘providence’ of the world line that could never be interfered with. In other words, the outcome is already set.

That's why summer is fun, hugging a retainer, or banging the head of the autumn where the retainer is lying. Or even when you see the winter of rubbing your head against him without even trying. Spring could not stand the bad mood.

One day at the cafe, even when he said he carelessly thought of a 'woman like you', Spring could bear it.

The results have already been determined.

All she was curious about was the process leading up to the scheduled end. There was such a cruel side to the Green Dragon's "relationship."

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Spring knew he was a young, immature, inexperienced dragon.

Nevertheless, it was because spring pretended to be all right in the presence of the retainer and induced him to do what he thought was necessary to look ahead with all providence.

That's not one or two either. Dozens. Hundreds of providences.

Spring could paint his own paint on the values and thoughts of a thirsty man because he was so prepared. I could shake him but not myself.

In other words, because everything comes from providence.

The providence is now invisible.

Spring, I couldn't do anything.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

But at first I thought it was okay. The idea of spring was that relationships could take many forms. The relationship between summer, autumn, winter and retention was different from the relationship between her and retention.

So wouldn't it be okay? I've been good until now. The results are set anyway. Even if the answer is covered in food, I've already seen the correct answer. Is that okay with you?

I was having a good day thinking about it.

Yesterday, I saw my back hugging the back of autumn.

I can't see the providence. It was a situation where I was not prepared at all.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The black sky, which had been embroidered with its own stars to this day. Only the stars he anticipated and allowed.

It was not a heaven for itself, but a heaven for the keeping.

But just yesterday, spring was like an urge to think that an unexpected star might be shining.

With this unforgettable memory, if you are chewing the moment vividly, · · ·.

· · · · · Spring is a little frightened.

Deeply sighed, Spring buried her face in both hands.

Because it is a living being that always prepares the mind. When exposed to the unprepared state of mind, the fear of spring was slightly greater than that of others.

Spring was a weed in the greenhouse. The greenhouse that was protecting her now disappeared.

With trembling hands. Spring grabbed the pen.

[61. I made a mistake]

It seemed rather depressing, even with the letters.

[61] I made a mistake. I didn't mean to make up for the time I had to be alone.]

I was too emotional. I was impatient. It was impulsive.

[· · · It's time to take care of winter. This isn't what I wanted.]

Spring turned his eyes and looked at the blue-haired child lying next to me.

The vibrations of the dragon heart, which became a little more pronounced in my sleep, were shaking a little more unstable just before reaching any inflection point. So he couldn't sleep comfortably and was sweating cold.

Spring was making him something. To make him something, I needed his "routine."

And in his daily life, winter had to be avoided without shaking.

“I know. ”

Nevertheless, he did not have a positive effect on his daily life at this time in fear.

This was an obvious mistake.

“Sorry, winter. ”

Spring wiped away the child's sweat. Then I kissed him on the forehead.

But it's gonna be okay. It will be fine.

It will be okay · · ·.

It's time to sleep again. Spring tried to cover the diary, but later realized that this was not a journal, and drew 61 with a pen and erased it.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Lying on a blanket, I felt agitated again.

Is it okay to send him alone in this situation?

Despite the hope, spring was not confident.

* * *

The day of dispatch was bright.

That morning, the spring inspected the pre-arranged dispatch items several times. It seemed a little distracted, so I wondered if it felt like being excited just before going on a trip.

But going now was not a trip. The caregiver decided to nail the child with certainty.

“Spring, do you really want this dispatch? ”

“Yes, of course? ”

“There must be monsters and infections. Even if we're not threatened. If you act to eliminate the source of the plague, you may have to kill something. Maybe it's not a monster. ”

“That's a dragon. If you're hungry, you eat people. ”

He threw a joke, but he nailed him once again.

“I'm asking if you really want to go. ”

“I told you so. ”

“I did, but I doubt it. For the purpose of dispatch, I would want to go because I want to be a soldier. You weren't interested in that. ”

“Mm-hmm. It's right that I want to go. ”

“Are you serious?”

With an unknown expression, Spring nodded.

When that happens, Yu Hyeong-tae will no longer be able to dry him.

The two headed to the warp station in Hatling.

*

North Africa. Mediterranean coast.

In any desert where the horizon is revealed at the end. The little warp station was running 24 hours a day.

In the past, there was a country called Algeria, the People's Democratic Republic of Korea. Often referred to as Africa, only desert roads are covered, but there were times when there were thriving, fashionable, high-tech cities along the coast.

However, only an environment adapted to human prejudice is now open.

The state is gone. There is no state, no citizens.

However, for some, this place was often referred to as an outlaw.

The two headed for a nearby dispatch from the warp station. In a huge tent. In front of a cramped table, there was a rookie who was immersed in life. He was a soldier with the North African Union (NAN).

As everyone did, the surprise superman quickly fixed his gaze on the conscious keeper.

The supermen of the field are like robbers or bandits. That's even worse in the outlaw zone. Therefore, the no-oil superman is the object of plunder.

But I'm not in the middle of anything. If the opponent was a student of Rare, it was the desk that covered him up, not knowing what interests were involved.

In sum, spring and peacekeeping were bombs here.

“This is the combat diary, the mission, the map. ”

So the soldier's reaction was dull.

After giving out the journal, he had no other explanation.

Maintenance asked.

“What an attitude. You have to tell me what you're doing. ”

“It's written in hadalgi. Just do it. ”

Looking at the dishonored soldier, Hyeong-tae gave his hand to Spring.

“Take care of yourself. ”

The mission is a personal one. Maintenance is a springtime casualty.

Helper to help Spring accomplish this mission at the same time. That was the intention of the dispatch. Spring certainly volunteered to be dispatched.

So from now on, Spring was the organizer of this mission.

“Mm-hmm. ”

Spring thoroughly read the mission handout and compared it to the map.

‘Warp Station’ is the company name ‘Warp Station’. In an era when humanists disappeared, it was an exclusive company under the Federation as a category brand. So there were many people who, despite the collapse of the country, had no money and could not leave.

They were gathering in one place under the concept of 'appellation’ to continue their community life in a sandstorm.

The content of the mission was simple.

Once a month, the colon should be reported to the NAN for survival.

Reporting is done face-to-face. After the Great War, a filthy manna swept up near North Africa, where eggs were stuck in the sand. In the aftermath, Mana's long-range transmission was difficult. There were no base stations, so the propagation was not followed.

“We're running out of manpower. I can't find him. ”

In that situation, news was recently doubled about two weeks ago from the ‘Kahum' division in the southwest, so I asked you to explore it and find out why it was lost and what the problem was.

“Well, I think they're all dead. ”

The soldier said like the rest of the job.

“Maybe he didn't die of a monster invasion, but if he died of a plague, he needs post-mortem protection. ”

“What if it's post-war? ”

On the question of spring, the rookie shrugs.

The method of coping with the ancient plague EF014 was simple.

“We have to burn it. We have a collapse, we have an infected person, we have a body. Not at all.”

“Mm-hmm. ”

“That's why there are so many flamethrowers here. It was a hassle. It had to explode. It had to be post-processed. ”

It was a miracle that if you eliminate a person beforehand, the plague will be eliminated.

Spring constantly reads the haddock again and again.

Until then, Yu Hyeong-tae was stubborn. You don't have to look at the spring anyway. I can find out what I don't know. He was smart. He was the type to trust and trust anything.

Besides, it's a dragon. Even though the environment here is the worst environment for the creatures who connect with Manaro like a dragon.

It's a dragon, though.

If you leave me alone, I'll take care of it.

But as he entered the mission, he heard something he didn't even think of. ‘I don't know.' That's how spring murmured at the map.

“What?”

“Huh?”

“No, what are you saying? ”

Spring looked at him and smiled awkwardly.

“I don't know where to go · · ·. ”