Worn And Torn Newbie

Parting Night (7)

'What will I be remembered for?'

-A concern after Alfred Nobel, who invented dynamite for the purpose of mining development, was nicknamed'Death Merchant'.

'Today, a physicist who was involved in the invention of the most workable weapon in human history suffers from guilt and responsibility.'

-A later story by Albert Einstein, who participated in the development of the atomic bomb for world peace

Said Arpagong.

"The person who makes an object needs to know how to see the person who will be affected by it, beyond just the object."

However, the words were not heard in Mamon's ears.

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Mamon reached out and picked up the hammer hanging from the wall.

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Arpagong tilted his head.

At the moment, he couldn't even realize what was happening with his own eyes.

"What are you doing now?"

The disciple replied to the teacher's question.

"Anyway,'When the day comes, you and I have to make different choices. Is it Gaiaksa or Gordicsa?"

you? Are you!?"

"First of all, it was your side that broke the relationship between the teacher and the student."

Mamon said with a cold look.

Arpagong only noticed.

That the student's skin color is gradually turning black and green.

Soon Mamon opened his mouth.

I was a Gordicsa group. You are a Gaiaxa group. We look at each other in different directions and the direction we are going to be different. It would have been a difficult fate to be together for a lifetime anyway...

"Are you crazy!? Put the hammer down!"

"I am tired of the irrationality that is packaged with humanism. I will quit humans."

When she finished speaking, Mamon picked up the hammer and went all the way to Arpagongol.

Orc.

Mamon's appearance is almost identical to that of Orcs.

He grew taller and the muscles of his whole body became even more sturdy.

Originally, even when he was a human, he was a Mamon who had almost the same physical as Arpagong.

"Oh, no! Mamon! Don't go over to the devil! Come back this way!"

Arpagong was frightened and called Mamon.

But it's already late.

A black aura was already rising from Mamon's body.

At the same time.

Push tasting

All of the foodstuffs in the smithy began to rot.

Milk and dried fish were crushed, and bread and vegetables were rotten and shriveled.

Buzz buzz

Somewhere, I hear a fly flapping its wings.

As if coming from far away

It was an unpleasant noise.

' What, what is it?'

Arpagong raised his head surprised by the stench that afflicted the tip of his nose.

/人 人x人 人 人/人

On the ceiling above the smithy, where there should be nothing, a weird illusion floats.

It's absolutely human's

Were two unthinkable, huge, ugly red eyeballs.

Wriggle!

The big, red eyes on both sides of the face moved down a little.

At the moment, Arpagong had to feel the trauma as if being dragged into an abyss.

What I thought was a huge eye was not actually an eye, but an orbit.

All.

And hundreds of millions of small eyeballs were gathered in the huge pit.

Arpagong's stunned expression is divided into hundreds of millions of eyeballs.

The feeling of the whole body being cut into hundreds of millions of pieces of flesh, and the feeling that the flesh is being taken away by countless maggots.

'Come on, composure! Compassion! No, no!'

Arpagong closed his eyes tightly. And I desperately took over my dizzying mind.

'Harapuji! Grandfather...

Belat's voice from the basement, under the floor, gave Arpagong a little power.

yet.



The illusion of this enormous eyeball, as it had appeared, disappeared suddenly, without any sign.

At the same time.

Mamon opened his eyes, which had been closed for a while.

Then I looked down at the teacher who was in front of me, who has now become smaller.

" After I admit it, I feel so comfortable."

Mamon vomited a deep, deep, old breath.

Then he grabbed the hammer he had in his hand even more tightly.

"The party who wants to see me and the humans beyond that who only sees the tool itself

God. In the end, let's see who's better."

When she finished speaking, Mamon swung the hammer she had in her hand.

Kwakwang! Ji Ji-jik!

The wooden floor broke out.

It looks like a landmine exploded

"Ahhhhhh!"

I hear Bellot in the basement crying in horror.

"1 99

Arpagong rolled the floor and stepped back.

Arpagong, who widened the streets, noticed that Mamon's hammer wasn't aimed at him in the first place.

Mamon said with a bloody smile.

"It was deliberately missed. That mercy was just the last consideration for the old teacher."

" It is true that I raised you wrong. It is my mistake."

Arpagong sighed.

The world outside the village is confusing due to the war between dragons and demons.

Neglect to discipline my mind even a little

It's normal to turn into a monster if you do.

"Why didn't you notice it?"

Arpagong reached out with his eyes closed.

Drool...

What he picked up was also a big mess.

Mamon laughed when he saw it.

"Amman, yes. If you are a blacksmith, you have to grab a hammer."

Soon, the confrontation between Mamon and Arpagong began.

Woodduk!

Arpagong's whole body muscles swelled as if bursting.

A senile white bearded whale.

Arpagong is a favorite of himself

He picked up the big hammer and swung it at Mamon.

The heart that I had by beating iron hundreds of times.

' Please straighten it correctly!'

While praying earnestly for that heart to work this time again.

However

"No way. I am not iron."

Mamon smiled and raised his fangs.

Woodduck! Pudduck! Tuk!

Salmosa-like veins sprout on the orc's body.

The power that surpassed the body of a simple Orc a long time ago.

Yes.

Mamon had a body closer to Ogre than Orc!

Boo-woo-

Mamon's hammer also rushes toward Ar Pagong's hammer.

Phaeang!

The moment two hammers clash in the air.

Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwa Kwang!

A storm of great magnitude broke up all over the place.

Sparks bounced fiercely, and the wind smashes the planks and turns the ground upside down.

Puffer Puck! Going up!

What was crushed was Arpagong's hammer.

Bizarrely hit by Mamon's hammer

Spread and twisted hammer.

Arpagong looked at the hammer in his hand and looked depressed.

" Huh."

A hammer that is broken as it is torn.

But it's not just the hammer.

The whole leather of the grip was torn and blood was flowing.

bloke!

Arpagong threw the hammer and picked up a new one.

However

Woodduk! Pujijik! Duk! Duck!

Mamon's body was growing and expanding even at this moment.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

At the same time, the fly in my ear

The sound of the flapping of the wings also becomes louder and clearer.

Buong-

Again, the teacher ruined the student.

'Please right... !'

It wasn't Mamon's head that Arpagong aimed with a hammer.

Like Mamon before, in front of Mamon

It was aimed at the floor in.

I was going to give a shock to awaken the spirit of the disciple.

However

"Where are you hitting me? Are you old enough?"

Mamon chuckled and stepped forward.

Then Arpagong deliberately put his head on a hammer that had been hit by a comb.

Fa T!

Flesh and blood splatter with a terrifying roar.

Huh!? Do, Mamon! Are you okay!?

Arpagong was so surprised that he even dropped a hammer.

Then, in an urgent voice, he leaned over and looked at Mamon's head.

However.

"Pick the hammer back."

Mamon looks down at Arpagong by tilting her eyeballs down as it is with her head tilted.

Bot . T... Tuk... .

A few drops of blood were falling straight down from Mamon's forehead to his chin.

The blood is already blackened.

Dump! Dump Duduk!

Mamon bent his neck from side to side a few times, and then touched the wound on his head.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The sound of flies' fluttering, thought to have disappeared, is heard even more intensely.

At the same time, the wound on Mamon's head was rapidly healing.

"It looks like Paris hit me."

That's pretty meaningful.

Mamon laughed as she scraped off the dried skin.

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Arpagong sat down on the floor with a collapsed expression.

Mamon's mass grew even bigger, and it was the crown of the forge

Is enough to reach.

"I told him to pick up the hammer again."

Mamon looked down at Arpagong and said as if spitting out.

That gaze was similar to that of Hobba's former glance looking down at Sinclair.

Arpagong's bloody hand trembled.

...What to pick up?

What do you mean by holding this hand in order to properly lay the disciple in front of you again?

then.

Geek...

Mamon bowed his head in front of Arpagong.

Disciple who meets the eye level with Susung.

Soon, Mamon laughed.

"You don't know what to hold in your hand?"

"If so, I'll choose."

When she finished speaking, Mamon turned back from her seat and headed to the wall of the forge.

yet.

Tongue! Tongue!

A hammer was thrown into the left and right walls far from Arpagong.

The hammer on the right was a cheap hammer that looked very coarse at first glance.

On the other hand, the hammer on the left is a masterpiece that is made very well even at a glance.

"Pick up one of them. And prove it as a teacher. That you are right and I am wrong."

Mamon smiled as he looked down at Ar Pagong with red bloodshot eyes.

And I was saying.

"Let's see. Do you know how to see people who will be affected by more than just objects."

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