The World of Masks

Sophie said in a soft voice. Eun-hee looked over the screen at Sophie. And she's like, "Can I really believe this? 'The emotion was deeply buried. But I soon got that look. Sophie doesn't really believe in what she's doing, but she's never failed a plan so far.

After the business was over, Eun-hee asked Sophie's question about trying to disconnect communication.

“But I've been thinking, why do we need to go back so complicated? ”

All of a sudden, you're giving me plenty of chances to blow it up.

Maybe Eun-hee asked Sophie 'Why don't you give her another chance to kill?' 'It seemed to have been accepted with the same ballmen sound. She said "woof" for a moment, but she could not complain publicly because of her behavior.

“It's not like that. Power, circumstance, our armies can crush Earth as much as they want. But you and the owner are trying to be too cautious. ”

Sophie points to a slender ship with traces of Eunhee's compulsory diet.

“After all the hard work. ”

Eun-hee blinked her eyes. His eyes reminded him of a squirrel who saw an unbelievable sight.

Are you worried about me?

“No, it's just my head hurts. ”

Of course. I wanted to punch Eun-hee in the face with a cheeky face right away.

You have a point. The Demon Prince serves and obeys you thoroughly, and the Earth Force is in your power. In fact, you hold all the forces of this war in your hands.

Has there ever been a war like this in history? There is only one leader following two hostile factions. Obviously, the situation was flowing to a situation that could not be beaten, not to the extent that it was favorable to Jin.

But vigilance is forbidden.

Her eyes gleam brightly in her slender face.

It's said to be a minority, but the Earth's armies remain, the superpowers remain, and so do the God-bearers.

Even though the results appear to be obvious fights, there are already several examples of upside-down situations that overlap.

“Will you continue to endure this position? ”

Of course I do.

Sophie nods. Honestly, Eun-hee's opinion was not wrong even though she still thought it was too cautious, and most of all, her opinion is the same as the original opinion. I could not continue to barf for the master's intentions.

Besides, the owner doesn't like to reveal himself.

If their god's will is to do so, then that's all they have to do. Sophie cleared her questions clean from her mind.

* * *

'Tired.'

The plaque pressed down on the lid of the eye. My eyelids, which seemed to be tense, felt a little lighter.

Today we have destroyed the enemy's structures. The exceptional body of the 'one who holds God' in the enforcement force has also been pushing the limits.

“Excuse me.”

The plague opened its tent with a cloth wrapped around it instead of the door.

“Well done, Mr. Yoohyun. ”

Jin-seok greets him inside.

'He's not kidding, either.'

Lubricants themselves were tired, but they were even more exhausted. A dirty, crumpled, sinful outfit on a tangled head that seems to be misunderstood and nested. Kim Jin-seok, who was rumored to be healthy and strong without special abilities like a superpower, was nowhere to be found, and all that remained was a vagrant straight line.

“Are you hurt? ”

His awkward appearance was even more prominent because his stubborn beard was like a weed that grew out of nowhere. But his comforting smile hasn't changed at all.

“Yes, something. ”

Slightly avoids gaze and replies The pandemic was still difficult to deal with.

'No, I'm not weird.'

Even though he admitted all his faults and took off his tinted glasses for authenticity and objectively looked at it, his slight attitude was clearly strange.

“Good. How was your mission?" ”

Shouldn't I be asking you that first before I get hurt? '

My heart murmured, but the pandemic responded immensely.

“It worked.”

“You did a great job. You must be tired. Get some rest. Relaxation is also an important task. ”

Jinsuk winked at one eye. The monument to not being able to catch the thirst about how to react quietly nodded and turned away.

“Mr. Yoohyun. ”

When Jinsuk called, he turned his head and looked at him.

“We look forward to seeing you in the future. ”

What kind of reaction is that? The pandemic just nodded again.

Flutter!

I removed the cloth and came out of the tent.

“Huh?"

“Huh?"

Is he here to report it, too? The scaffolding looks at Charles, looking at him with his eyes wide open just like his own. Due to their emotions and subtle current circumstances, they were unable to fathom how to treat each other. The user stares at the target as if time had frozen. It was Charles who broke the frozen time first.

“Uh, um, are you here to report? ”

“· · · · · · · Yes. ”

They were two people who had already gone, but now they are in a partnership. I couldn't just let go of the nasty tea like I used to.

“So · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Yes · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The two spoke awkwardly and passed each other by. A few moments later, you hear a loud noise in the tent. Jinseok greets Charles and Charles is in a good mood. However, the funeral proceeded quietly forward without turning his head as if trying to ignore the sound.

Just like the rest of the Refugee Camp, the situation here was miserable. Their eyes were empty and their movements were powerless. You hear a shout from a distance, as if there was a struggle. The murmurs and cries of quiet children like BGM were random.

Trying not to be as visible as possible, the distraction. The gaze was only ahead of me, not blinded. However, there is no way you can stop the whole miserable sight unless you block all eyes and ears. The sights, the sound, continued to stimulate the distraction.

When he arrived at his tent, he lay down on a blanket lying on the floor. As I threw the bed to the ground, rather than the bed, I smelled something squishy from the blanket. Honestly, it was just a blanket. It was just a humble giant.

“Natia.”

[What's the matter, Yoohyun?]

“Was I wrong? ”

His voice was unbelievably powerless as it was said by the plague that went beyond his confidence to become a noun of arrogance and arrogance.

[No, it's not wrong.]

Natia's adamant words sound even more calmly. But her heart was shaking violently, unlike Attu's. But she bites her lips and grabs her heart.

{Only me · · · · · · · · If I don't support the outbreak.}

However, until now, the words of denial came out of the mouths of the plague that had listened to Natia like a trustee.

“No, Natia. Of course, I don't think it's all my fault. But I can't help feeling they've given me a pretty big cause. · · · · · · If I hadn't helped drive out President Kim Jin-seok, · ·"

[It can't be!]

Natia cries out, overwhelmed by anxiety. But the pandemic smiled.

“Once upon a time, Natia, who told me what was wrong and rebuked me, started telling me that everything was right. I thought it was because I was absolutely right. ”

[Oh, no, Yoohyun! I've been so supportive of you!]

“I'm not blaming natia. ”

Even if the whole world tores itself apart and insults itself, it will stand for itself. That's her goddess, Natia. Even with a gun to her head, the pandemic could never blame her. No, even if others blame her, she'll still be on her side.

That's how I knew. How much she has sacrificed for herself. Her colleagues, beliefs and beliefs have all been sacrificed for her own good.

Of course, Natia's actions will not be praised. It may not be beneficial to you. Nevertheless, the pandemic could not insult Natia. No, you shouldn't have.

· · · · · · · · · · if something is wrong.

“It's all my fault. ”

The pandemic looked up at the ceiling. The ceiling was the only cloth with dirty stains everywhere. The ugly look seemed to show itself as though it were now monotonous.

[Recurrence · · · · · · · · · ·.]

Natia was unable to connect the words. Her heart seemed to be torn. It seemed like it was all his fault. But at the same time, she couldn't suppress the peculiar expectations that bloomed.

“Will you accept my apology? ”

To the Chancellor?

“to other people, including Mr. Charles. ”

Between the pandemic and them, there is a relationship between hiding each other's bad feelings and watching the cows. The pandemic decided to take one more step in that relationship.

[· · · · · · Why did you suddenly think that?]

“You saw the people outside, right? ”

Humble and miserable people. In the past, there was a horrific scene right in front of the TV that used to be seen only as a TV station in a remote, backward country.

“I'm the one who gave you the reason. ”

It's not because of you!]

“Maybe so. But the guilt doesn't go away. ”

[Recurrence · · · · · · · · · ·.]

Natia can't find anything to say because his crooked face looks really painful. Any consolation would only sound cliché to the present pandemic.

“I used to say I was a hero, but in the end, I couldn't protect anything. ”

Friends, lovers, idols, even his ego was lost.

“I don't want to do anything more wrong. ”

[· · · · · · Yes.]

I began to feel overwhelmed in Natia's aching heart.

{I knew I wasn't wrong!}

Even if she was momentarily lost, her contractor stood up again brilliantly. It was evidence that there was clear justice in him. The name of the goddess of justice that was abandoned to protect the plague seems to flap its wings again.

[I support the outbreak. Do what you want.]

Even if AMSS is now in command of the world, its authenticity still serves as a distraction. It's good timing. There's no denying that one of the main forces in this chaotic city will bend and enter.

Natia thinks now is the best time to go back.

“Thank you, Natia. ”

The voice of the plague brightens.

Of course, it still feels a little awkward. He hasn't completely lost his temper yet. Don't. With the support of his goddess, the pandemic was able to take the first step.

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