Kidnapped Dragons

18. Travel (4)

I couldn't sleep easily because my mind was pounding.

So the baby had to dawn with his eyes open. With his arms full of teddy bear dolls, the sky covered by the stars before his eyes rises.

“Can't you sleep? ”

There were a total of three tents, and there were only two in the spring and winter.

Spring swept over the blue hair of winter. The baby, whose forehead was revealed, nodded.

“It was beautiful, wasn't it? ”

Nod.

“But now you have to sleep. Do you want to sleep with her? ”

Spring gave the winter an arm pillow and hugged him. With two teddy bears, winter is in Spring's arms.

I felt a little drowsiness. Winter closed its eyes.

At some point, winter stood in the middle of the lake.

He smiled widely and reached out to himself. The child turned his eyes when he was surprised. Then I looked carefully at her.

Still smiling brightly.

He opened his mouth.

“Winter. Come play in the water with me. ”

Together? In the water?

Winter hid his face in a teddy bear in my arms. I don't know why, but I didn't want to show my face.

Then the maintenance came and hugged the winter. Then I started to twinkle.

“Our winter is coming. Hahaha. My daughter. Hahaha.”

Our winter?

My daughter!?

…….

Not in a tent where the darkness sits down. Spring looked at the child who had just fallen asleep.

It looks like I'm dreaming. Squeeze your hands. Squeeze your feet. He lays down the teddy bear and bluffs his arms.

Then winter started laughing.

Until then, the spring slashed his winter hair calmly.

What are you dreaming about? ’

Spring was cute. So I kissed the white forehead a little.

Winter laughed for a long time.

* * *

Early morning.

Something approached and grabbed the socks of the retainer who was lying in the tent.

What is it?

The regent slowly opens his eyes. Winter was there. I don't know why, but he's pulling his socks, so he takes off his slutty feet.

Then the winter approached him with his running feet.

“What are you doing? ”

“ …! ”

I looked around and covered my face with a frying pan as I panicked in the surprising winter.

Hey, what are you doing?

She still couldn't understand the thought of a blue-haired baby today.

Winter used to slow down the frying pan and stare at the keepsake with nervous eyes. Then I close my eyes and lift up the frying pan again.

Why. Well.

For the first time, it was morning. Still trying to cook today, the regent pulls the flesh out of the inner subspace.

Spring, summer and autumn were already playing in the water. Spring bounces the ball with its hand. A slightly tall ball. Summer jumps into a picturesque position, blowing a spike, the ball flies and plunges into the fall face. “Shush...!” I heard a laughing voice.

The dragons were in good health.

He received a frying pan from the hand of winter. I looked around in a panicked winter with my hands shut. Looking for something to hide your face.

In the meantime, he set off a fire and began to bake three layers of flesh in a frying pan. Salt and pepper liver. And samsung and kimchi. On the other side of the box, where the spring was prepared, there were also vegetables.

I have some fresh fish left yesterday. The keeper used to trim the fish, then stitched it round the skewer and placed it in front of the fire. It's a spiny freshwater fish, so it'll be pretty good to eat it bony.

Then something grabbed his crotch.

It was winter.

“Why."

Usually, he was embarrassed when he met his eyes, and today he carelessly touched something while avoiding his gaze.

It was in the lake of life with spring, summer and fall.

What am I supposed to do?

As he pondered, the winter carefully grabbed his hand. A white, tiny hand holds two fingers full of a large retainer.

Winter pulled the hold carefully.

The regent walks fairly well along the winter.

Then I realized something, and I stopped cooking.

Then he held the baby and went into the water together.

I didn't know how to play in the water, so I just went swimming together.

Winter was more exciting than yesterday.

* * *

After breakfast and lunch.

“You all played well. ”

In a dry and dry voice, he asked.

The dragons looked brighter. ’He replied.

It's time to go back.

“Are you already going? ”

Did you see him packing?

Myeong Yong-ha, who had a relaxing morning on the other side, approached and asked. I was with my wife and son.

“Yes, thanks to the good calibre, I'm going to do it. ”

“Hahahaha! Was that right? I confessed to my wife the day I first discovered it. ”

Myeong-yong's wife snapped his forearm. I asked you if you said anything like that. Then she coughed, groaning.

By then, Myeong-yong's son was dumb, so I felt like looking this way. I wanted to see what I was looking at, and I watched him pierce through the face of winter.

Yeah, I've been doing that since yesterday. When winter was playing, Myeong-yong's son used to watch the winter.

“She's coming now. ”

“Ah, yes……. ”

It was a young but calm voice.

Now it looks like winter is about five years old, so it's called sister.

I wasn't really curious, but he decided to ask.

“What's your name? ”

“It's Jun. Myeong-jun. Joon Il, I have to go bye-bye to my sister! ”

The kid said, "Yeah. Bye, sister.” I used to shake my hand cautiously towards winter.

Until then, even the winter I stopped seeing in the arms of the retainer, I turned around and saw the boy. Then I shook my hand.

I broke up with Myeong-yong's family like that.

After packing everything.

I was about to go back, and winter stood idly by the lake of life.

“Too bad. ”

Spring represents the sentiment of winter.

I couldn't do it. I can't live here my whole life.

He takes his luggage with him, but the spring brings the water bottle to the keeper.

“Why this. ”

“If the water is a little long, you'll feel a little less depressed in winter. ”

That's the way it was.

Hyeong-tae approached the winter and sat down with a peck. Then I lowered my back and filled the water bottle with water.

Somewhere with gloomy eyes, winter watched his actions.

He gave him a bottle of water.

“Let's go.”

The winter, which received the water bottle, stared at the water bottle and nodded.

Their journey, which had forgotten the seasons, ended that way.

* * *

The air is heavy.

One of the sweat drops, which was full of faces, clumps together and pours down his cheeks.

A small hand, full of hands, trembled headlong.

Ugh, yes...

It was a groan that held on to pain and flowed out like death when it couldn't stand it.

No matter how sick or groaning, his wife was breathing today.

I grabbed the hand of a wife named Zamjaco.

As always, doctors and healers came and went, but there was no calm.

It was about 10 years ago that my wife did this. Immediately after the Great War, it was exposed to a virus emanating from an ancient monster. She had to feel terrible chills with extreme pain once a month afterwards.

Medicine and magic have evolved dazzling, and there have been diseases that have not been conquered since the time of the resurrection of the dead.

Her illness was like that.

Ah.. Yes....

I looked for some of the best healers and doctors in the world. And he tried to cure her with all the effort he could.

At that time, I often wanted to know if my condition was improving, but it wasn't. Useless hopes have made Myeonggi a little more distressing.

Yes....

A voice that can burst, but is pressed by force.

I bit my teeth to shreds.

“Honey.”

“ ……. ”

“Honey, congressman. ”

Then I grabbed my wife's hand.

It was an exceptionally small hand today.

On the ship being called, I touched the worrying gaze.

As his body became like this, his wife wanted more children. I dried her up while naming her. I think it's dangerous to give birth to an imperfect body. However, she did not break her stubbornness. He was unbearable and angry at the sick. What kind of child would you have if you couldn't sleep straight? If you're sane, take care of your body.

However, his wife has been informed that there are not many lives left. I would die leaving a mark on the world that I loved you before I died. I was really stubborn.

At that time, I felt like I was becoming infinitely small and humble.

What kind of ranker are you?

What's the point of the world's best druids?

What does money and honor mean to you?

Having such great things, isn't there anything you can do but tremble less and call your wife's name?

Ugh... Ugh...

At night, a voice that did not crawl came out screaming.

“ ……. ”

After my wife fell asleep.

I walked to the famous lexical 'Ajit’.

There were comrades who came to play. One of the thunderous chatterers waved his hand when he saw the glory of God.

“Yo, loosen up. ”

However, Myeong-yong's expression was not unusual. They closed their mouths after assuming the circumstances.

I wanted to be quiet, but it still burst today.

I took out the airborne medicines that month.

Everyone buys precious things, but more than half of them are bought with money. In other words, there were a large number of things that were ineffective enough to pay and save.

What was really precious was the fact that he had fed his wife.

Still, he didn't give up.

Like a habit, he moved his hands.

I took out the medicines by opening a subspace of nature in the glorious skin. Then I started boiling to death.

Then I found a little black grass root.

This reminds me.

The steaming man I met in the lake of life.

In retrospect, the family was unique.

The 'Tae-san' in Myeong-yong's body warned the man. Nature defined him as an enemy, and the presence of the underground ruled him an evil man.

So at first I thought I had to fight.

However, the moment he encountered the olive-haired girl next to him, everyone, including nature, changed their attitude.

It was also the first attitude I saw.

It's like.....

Anyway, that wasn't the point at the moment.

His fingertips turned into white roots. Skill to analyze the efficacy of Mana in 'Root of Judgment (A)' Medicine. He began to analyze the black roots that men gave him.

“ ……. ”

At the next moment, I suspected the information being pushed into my head.

“Your Majesty.”

It was then. Someone snapped his back.

Looking back, there was a man who was smaller but taller than that. He had blue marbles in one hand and a bottle of vodka in the other.

Men rank second among the world's superheroes, active without nationality.

Tinnitus is "BM."

At the same time, he was a long-time colleague of his.

He hasn't snorted in their apartment in the past few months due to the attack of an extra-large dungeon. I welcomed a friend of mine who was famous even in the absence of the Koran.

“Ouch! BM. How many months has this been? You said you were busy?”

Hiccup. The drunk laughed.

“Dude, we still don't have time. Take this.”

The BM was a small marble.

“Write to Mr. House. ”

“Janma..... what is this? ”

“Good thing. I'm on my way.”

“Thank you, BM! Sincerely.”

BM vented out of the apartment with the vodka intact.

He analyzed the black roots given by the suspicious man and the beads given by BM.

Both of them were strangers to the world rankers. Honestly, I've never seen anything like it, so it's hard to analyze.

But I was sure it was a good medicine for you.

The two ingredients used to make the conclusion were carefully boiled to death. The cubic enchantment is painted and the molten material begins to be placed in one place.

I came back to the infirmary when I was dying.

My wife was lying in bed with a sweat and looking out the window. Squeeze the loaded ship.

“Honey.”

She looked back.

I gave it to my wife. This spoon with a hoarse hand. He sweeps his sweaty wife's hair behind his ears. “Did you exercise in my absence?” Handing over a silly joke, he wiped his wife's sweat with a towel.

I prayed earnestly for a god who didn't even know I had a name.

I will sacrifice anything if I have to.

Please, I hope there is a miracle.....

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