His shape changed a lot, but Geumini and the Wyverns that appeared alongside Weed were unmistakable.
From the sounds of the expedition crew, she heard the story as well.
‘You’re alive.’
Seoyoon herself felt a little joy. In a warm corner of her heart, she felt relived.
‘You needlessly worried.’
Blushing alone in vain, she silently devoted herself to the battle.
‘Anyway, I am not someone who can receive love. Again I’m not questing with others.’
In a corner of her mind and heart, she planned only to remain with Weed until the end of his quest where they would separate from each another.
From the start, it was the natural choice for someone like her unaccustomed to hanging out with others.
Such a conclusion had already been made.
But when the Demon Spear flew toward Weed, contrary to her thoughts, her body moved first.
‘No!’
Seoyoon blocked in front of Weed.
It was normal for her not to continue to fight after the critical hit from the Demon Spear.
‘Dying.’
Seoyoon had a premonition of death.
There was no regret about level or skill.
In any case, the gaining of such things was not even for hunting.
While hunting alone, she suffered countless deaths.
Access restricted for the day, because of the time, she changed and tried not to die if possible, eventually the fear of death itself disappeared.
If you died near villages or in caves, you would be conjured up in a safe zone. However, the problem was where that place is and where to go in order to find Weed.
‘To meet this person now and again is very unlikely. If by chance we don’t overlap in this vast land, I’ll be unable to see him. Eternal separation…’
Seoyoon was puzzled by her heart’s sudden disturbance.
Separation with someone.
Having believed she had not received love, she did not know eternally separating with someone would break her fragile heart.
She faced him. Then, unknowingly she said.
“Friend…”
-Weed-nim has been registered as a friend.
Seoyoon came and took Weed by surprise, making him tremble in fear.
“What in the world was that evil woman doing there! She’s definitely up to something vile.”
It’s said that beautiful roses originally have thorns.
Seoyoon’s level of beauty was comparable to the art of the century. The skin, body and face. A place where a flaw could be found did not exist.
Even her loosely flowing ebony hair exquisitely matched her fantastic figure.
No matter who, be it a painter or a poet could not skilfully express her charm. To properly depict the beauty and atmosphere she radiated was truly difficult.
Lightly loose hair down to her shoulders and clear skin, eyes, etc. it was impossible for anyone to keep their eyes off her face.
Weed on the other hand was concerned about the poison that matched her beauty.
“Until now she was able to speak but didn’t!”
There were numerous opportunities to speak, even when cooking or hunting, but so far, she had never so much as spoken a word, making the other party mistake her for a mute person.
“This must be a cruel trap. She will accuse me of ignoring her when she spoke and not doing something that I knew nothing about. Bad taste, such bad taste. How could there be a woman with such bad taste like this.”
Weed further raised his vigilance of Seoyoon.
“But why did she suddenly ask me to register her as a friend, why? So far, no deal had been made yet.”
Weed grew rapidly suspicious of her pure intentions.
Darkness, backstabbing, conspiracy, plotting or fraud, Weed thought of everything possible.
Suddenly, a sinister tactic passed through his mind.
“No way… that’s right! I knew it.”
Weed hit the palm of his hand after coming up with a solid reason.
“She said register friends right before she died! Female, you’ll have to find me first.”
Everyone drops items when they die. Weed believed that when Seoyoon died, she worried about her dropped items and assumed that by adding him as a friend, she could leave her things with him who would never lose or sell her stuff!
“That must be it. You’re a wicked woman.”
Weed once again trembled after suggesting how human beings employed such calculations in order to thrive. Perhaps it was merely coincidence that the Demon Spear struck her. This place is the land of ice. It might have been bad luck and by chance she slipped on the earth, who knows! Weed closed his eyes at the end, making what he knew even more unknown.
“Deliberately sparing me on purpose because you believed you could afford to die and take advantage of me later. That’s right. No way was it a slip.”
To protect Weed was mostly Seoyoon’s impulsive decision.
Weed did not see it that way and thought about why as he examined the place where Seoyoon died. He then observed the promised items that dropped!
“What the hell.”
At Seoyoon’s gravesite was thick leather created from pork leather. It was Weed who made these clothes for the winter. Only this dropped.
“Unique items of high caliber didn’t even drop. So pitiful, when I try, I just don’t have any luck.”
Weed picked up the leather clothes while complaining. Then the Bone Dragon arrived to deliver mockery.
“O foolish and presumptuous man! This is your limit.”
The Bone Dragon’s immense wings flapped as it floated in the sky! Heavy wind pressure struck the surrounding snow and cracked the ice into regions.
Weed, as well as the few remaining survivors of the expedition saw the power charge up within its stomach. The expedition crew was frustrated.
His shape changed a lot, but Geumini and the Wyverns that appeared alongside Weed were unmistakable.
From the sounds of the expedition crew, she heard the story as well.
‘You’re alive.’
Seoyoon herself felt a little joy. In a warm corner of her heart, she felt relived.
‘You needlessly worried.’
Blushing alone in vain, she silently devoted herself to the battle.
‘Anyway, I am not someone who can receive love. Again I’m not questing with others.’
In a corner of her mind and heart, she planned only to remain with Weed until the end of his quest where they would separate from each another.
From the start, it was the natural choice for someone like her unaccustomed to hanging out with others.
Such a conclusion had already been made.
But when the Demon Spear flew toward Weed, contrary to her thoughts, her body moved first.
‘No!’
Seoyoon blocked in front of Weed.
It was normal for her not to continue to fight after the critical hit from the Demon Spear.
‘Dying.’
Seoyoon had a premonition of death.
There was no regret about level or skill.
In any case, the gaining of such things was not even for hunting.
While hunting alone, she suffered countless deaths.
Access restricted for the day, because of the time, she changed and tried not to die if possible, eventually the fear of death itself disappeared.
If you died near villages or in caves, you would be conjured up in a safe zone. However, the problem was where that place is and where to go in order to find Weed.
‘To meet this person now and again is very unlikely. If by chance we don’t overlap in this vast land, I’ll be unable to see him. Eternal separation…’
Seoyoon was puzzled by her heart’s sudden disturbance.
Separation with someone.
Having believed she had not received love, she did not know eternally separating with someone would break her fragile heart.
She faced him. Then, unknowingly she said.
“Friend…”
-Weed-nim has been registered as a friend.
Seoyoon came and took Weed by surprise, making him tremble in fear.
“What in the world was that evil woman doing there! She’s definitely up to something vile.”
It’s said that beautiful roses originally have thorns.
Seoyoon’s level of beauty was comparable to the art of the century. The skin, body and face. A place where a flaw could be found did not exist.
Even her loosely flowing ebony hair exquisitely matched her fantastic figure.
No matter who, be it a painter or a poet could not skilfully express her charm. To properly depict the beauty and atmosphere she radiated was truly difficult.
Lightly loose hair down to her shoulders and clear skin, eyes, etc. it was impossible for anyone to keep their eyes off her face.
Weed on the other hand was concerned about the poison that matched her beauty.
“Until now she was able to speak but didn’t!”
There were numerous opportunities to speak, even when cooking or hunting, but so far, she had never so much as spoken a word, making the other party mistake her for a mute person.
“This must be a cruel trap. She will accuse me of ignoring her when she spoke and not doing something that I knew nothing about. Bad taste, such bad taste. How could there be a woman with such bad taste like this.”
Weed further raised his vigilance of Seoyoon.
“But why did she suddenly ask me to register her as a friend, why? So far, no deal had been made yet.”
Weed grew rapidly suspicious of her pure intentions.
Darkness, backstabbing, conspiracy, plotting or fraud, Weed thought of everything possible.
Suddenly, a sinister tactic passed through his mind.
“No way… that’s right! I knew it.”
Weed hit the palm of his hand after coming up with a solid reason.
“She said register friends right before she died! Female, you’ll have to find me first.”
Everyone drops items when they die. Weed believed that when Seoyoon died, she worried about her dropped items and assumed that by adding him as a friend, she could leave her things with him who would never lose or sell her stuff!
“That must be it. You’re a wicked woman.”
Weed once again trembled after suggesting how human beings employed such calculations in order to thrive. Perhaps it was merely coincidence that the Demon Spear struck her. This place is the land of ice. It might have been bad luck and by chance she slipped on the earth, who knows! Weed closed his eyes at the end, making what he knew even more unknown.
“Deliberately sparing me on purpose because you believed you could afford to die and take advantage of me later. That’s right. No way was it a slip.”
To protect Weed was mostly Seoyoon’s impulsive decision.
Weed did not see it that way and thought about why as he examined the place where Seoyoon died. He then observed the promised items that dropped!
“What the hell.”
At Seoyoon’s gravesite was thick leather created from pork leather. It was Weed who made these clothes for the winter. Only this dropped.
“Unique items of high caliber didn’t even drop. So pitiful, when I try, I just don’t have any luck.”
Weed picked up the leather clothes while complaining. Then the Bone Dragon arrived to deliver mockery.
“O foolish and presumptuous man! This is your limit.”
The Bone Dragon’s immense wings flapped as it floated in the sky! Heavy wind pressure struck the surrounding snow and cracked the ice into regions.
Weed, as well as the few remaining survivors of the expedition saw the power charge up within its stomach. The expedition crew was frustrated.
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