Chapter 164
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While Kim was closing his mouth, Erfurt carefully looked at his face and said.
“Anyway, all I know is here. Let’s deal here. You’re so tired because you’re so good at acting! ”
“Why do you have this scroll?”
Kim Sungchul finally asked.
Then Erfurt answered without a blockage.
“I was guarded when Gulf was in prison. When I was young and nice, I treated him well. Actually, it’s because I didn’t drop a piece of congo. ”
The question and answer seemed to end this much.
Another customer stared at the entrance with arms folded at the entrance of the magical store.
“Nothing special? Hassan? ”
Roxanne, the hostess of catacombs.
With a cigarette in her mouth, she stared at Erfurt.
As the transaction was getting longer, I was worried about what happened.
Erfurt smiled, showing three gold coins.
Roxanne’s eyes came to mind.
Roxanne sang Kim Sung-chul as he passed by.
“I felt since I came to work, but I’m not a normal person.”
“If you could see that in your eyes, it would be.”
Kim Sungchul replied indifferently.
Roxanne asked, sparkling.
“Are you the enemy of the world, Kim Seong-chul?”
Kim Sungchul, however, did not reveal any change of mind.
He thought for a moment.
I will float once.
Kim Sungchul looked at her and thought so.
“I will leave it to you.”
Roxanne stared at Kim Seong-chul through his red-eyed eyes.
The snowball fight did not last long.
Erfurt trembled with gold coins.
“Madam. That’s his acting. ”
Roxanne smiled and sucked a cigarette straight, turning his eyes first to finish the fresh snowball fight.
Then Erfurt said again.
“Just don’t keep in mind. Our Madame is a cautionary man who stabs and sees when an unusual black haired summoner appears. ”
Kim Sungchul Roxanne’s actions didn’t have much inspiration. His only interest was in other places.
He waved a scroll containing the letters of God and asked Erfurt.
“Can you get something like this?”
“If you only have gold coins, I will get you one place.”
Kim Sungchul nodded and left.
Roxanne stopped in front of him.
There was nothing left to say.
“My favorite friend after a long time. Even if it’s out of stock, come visit me. ”
“I like friends who have a story. Well, it’s not bad to live in District 8 and make friends with Roxanne. We are surprisingly versatile. ”
The horse, however, is what Kim Sung-chul liked.
There is nothing bad.
Building a friendship with a quarrel that occupies District 8.
Information is of course helpful in many ways.
Kim Sungchul nodded and walked forward.
“Getting there soon”
In the far north, the demon king died.
In the nearer north and east there appeared giants that trampled on half of the continent.
In the south, a city on the river was destroyed, and the enemy of the world began full-scale activity.
So much happened.
The chaotic confession that gave chroniclers troubles is now a few days away.
In normal times, everyone should be noisy in preparation for the upcoming LaGranje Festival of the coming years, but the season is over, so the end of the year is more confusing than ever.
In the suburbs, the refugees flocked to the city, and heresy and cults were raging in the city.
The rumor that drove the city of La Grande with fear also contributed to this.
It is a rumor about a murderer called decapitator.
The killer, whose age, sex, and origin are unknown, went through various sections of the empire at night, and allegedly murdered him, his neck was separated from his torso.
The murder of the killer was concentrated in areas where ordinary people lived in districts 4 through 6, but anonymous sources reported that the murders, presumed to be decapitated, occurred in District 1, where Lagrange’s most lame people lived.
However, despite the rumors, the preparation for the year-end night, which is the end of the year, was in progress.
LaGranje’s destitutes, whose trust has fallen due to recent blunders, want to celebrate this grand night’s festival more grandly and successfully than ever before in order to remedy confused sentiment.
The troupes gathered from all over the continent under the command of the emperor performed exciting performances in each section, and the daily necessities piled up in the empire-owned warehouses were scattered to the citizens of LaGranje.
The chiefs of each district had their own events planned in their districts, and in the Imperial Palace, Hegong Palace, they professed to show to the citizens of the empire the unprecedented sights.
The streets of LaGranje, which had cooled down for a while, began to relive the peculiar boom of the year-end and New Year holidays. But as always, there are exceptions everywhere.
“Mom gives everything to my child who wants to be a flower.”
Largo sang all the songs in a disgusting voice all day long.
It’s a good song for preaching, but Kim Sungchul thought it was better to listen to Homunculus than to listen to her song.
‘Will you go back?’
No plans were made to make friends with Largo.
Although I have tried several times in the past, Largo seems to have no desire to teach Kim Seong-chul his information.
On the contrary, he showed his ugly ugliness to use Kim Seong-chul somehow.
“Have all the onions trimmed?”
Humming lullabies into the kitchen, she stared at Kim Sung-chul while hanging her coat on the wall.
A bunch of onions she ordered was already neatly trimmed in Kim Seong-chul’s hands.
Largo looked intently at a basket of onions and said a word.
“It was neat for men. But the finish is clunky. I need to learn more. ”
Rather than a cook, she is not only an ordinary housewife.
Largo sang a song with Kim Sung-chul’s onions cut on a chopping board and cut with a rough knife.
“Mom gives everything to her beloved child. Not only blood and flesh, but bones and soul. Like a torch of life moving from hand to hand. ”
Largo humming the song, suddenly looked back at Kim Sung-chul and said suddenly.
“I’m sorry. Would you chop the onions instead? I think the baby in the belly keeps kicking. It’s not a normal force to be a general. ”
Kim Sungchul Lard silently and went to the chopping board instead to chop onions.
Largo sat in a chair in the kitchen and stared at Kim Sung-cheol with a narrow line.
“Why do you want to see the Apocalypse?”
“How many times did you not speak?”
Kim Sung-chul’s voice contained a subtle irritation.
Largo always postponed his work to Kim Sung-chul and asked several times the same question as if he was eager.
Kim Sungchul I answered that I wanted to join the Apocalypse, but nothing changed.
Anyway, the question is a carrot from Largo’s narrow head to make Kim Seong-cheol a little bit more.
Largo trimmed his nails with a strange smile.
Kim Sungchul She was convinced that for the time being she would never reveal information about the Doomsday denomination.
‘Also, I’m not a woman in words.’
a week. Kim Sungchul decided to endure just one more week.
“Uh! The woman. It’s a real mip! I really don’t want to hear that song! ”
Perseverance was the first to be Bertelgia.
Largo’s stupid malice is something that scratches the feelings of a person watching from the side rather than a party directly exposed to the malice.
Kim Sungchul Nevertheless did not shorten the one-week grace period.
If there are some changes, the number of questions increases.
The next day, Kim Sungchul asked Largo, who was sitting next to him, cleaning the materials with Largo’s order, cleaning the materials instead.
“Do you believe that Anglo-Saxon Boy will really look back at you if you have a baby?”
“Not natural! The stronger the man, the more obsessed with his genes. If you give birth to a child who resembles a tooth, that young and inexpensive year? Are you out of here right now? ”
“I don’t think so.”
“A little man doing chores like you cannot know his thoughts. Peel the onions or peel them off properly. If you want to meet with the apocalyptic denomination. ”
Largo laughed succinctly, as if he were admonished.
Kim Sungchul no longer opened his mouth.
Instead, he counted the days left for Largo.
Largo did not come to the kitchen.
Even though it’s been a while since she went to work in the kitchen, she couldn’t see the peep.
It was only noon that Kim Sungchul did not know why.
Largo entered the kitchen with a black bruise on his face and his eyes wide open.
“What do you see? Do your work. Do not roll your eyes. ”
Largo sat on a chair and cried for a while.
Kim Sungchul He was able to hear what happened to Largo from an acquaintance.
As Largo walks down the hall, he meets a new boss and looks like a big fight.
Originally, there was no way to meet in the mansion because of different copper lines, but they were inadvertently encountered.
After a short argument, two women grabbed their heads and fought a skit, and Anglo-Saxon Boy saw Largo like a dog.
No matter how slim and filthy a woman was, when the situation came up, Kim Sungchul felt sympathy.
So he prevented Largo from taking his drug with his trembling hand and inhaling it.
“Is that not good for the child?”
Largo put his drugs back in his pocket to see if he was upset and bite it.
For a while there was a sad sorrow in the kitchen.
After a considerable time, Largo opened his mouth.
Probably the first time.
“What will you polish today?”
Kim Sungchul spoke indifferently with arms folded.
“Today I don’t need to trim the material. Would you like to go to my bedroom with me? ”
With a bruised eye staring at Kim Sung-chul, Largo said carefully.
“I want to be comforted by a man after a long time.”
Largo in his prime threw the chupa, but the seed would not have been eaten. At this point, my body and mind are all sick, and the throws just made Kim feel more tired.
“That’s not what I can do.”
“Well would it be the end denomination and Nabal?”
“I can’t threaten by the end denomination.”
Kim Sungchul said just cut.
Largo said lonesomely.
“Age of age is a terrible thing.”
“When I was called a rose in the shade of Lagranje, I was rejected by an ugly Asian like you.”
“That’s sorry. I don’t make excuses, but there’s a situation here. ”
“What matters? Do you have a dear wife? ”
“If I had something like that, I didn’t do this either. I honestly don’t stand. ”
Largo laughed like a child.
It was so colorless that I had been crying sadly just before.
“Go? Was it a high school? ”
Kim Sungchul Reduced the grace period given to Largo from five days to three days.
“Now I know. I’m doing my errands to find the end denomination. ”
Largo smiled for a while and said with a look of regret.
“I’ll tell you. How to contact with the end denomination. In fact, I tried to tell you a little bit more, but after I know your situation, I feel a bit of remorse. ”
Largo opened his heart where he never thought.
She rubbed her bruised bruises with raw eggs and confessed her information.
“You have to tell me anyway, there is no way to meet you. I have been so severely oppressed, that I can’t even dream about regular meetings, and I can’t even catch a place. ”
The way of meeting with the Apocalypse was surprising.
on the bulletin board in front of the District Administration of District 8.
The apocalyptic denominations boldly leave their traces on the bulletin board that they all watch.
At the corner of a random post is a secret marker that only they can recognize.
“The sign didn’t appear yet. Perhaps it will reappear when the boundary becomes loose. I check every day, and when I see you again, I’ll let you know. ”
Kim Sungchul was a dubious but surprisingly Largo kept his promise.
Two days later, she guided Kim Seong-chul to an executive of the Apocalypse.
Strictly speaking, it was not a formal meeting.
It was a process of identifying in advance who would attend the denomination’s meeting.
An executive of a doomsday denomination, rather than a member of the denomination, steadily questioned why Kim Seong-cheol approached the domination.
Kim Sungchul was faced with a crunch in strictness he had never thought of, but with Largo’s help he could pass the preliminary check.
“This guy, uh … no erectile dysfunction. I received all medicines and blessings, but I couldn’t find a way and want to lend the power of the church. ”
An executive of the Doomsday denomination stared at Kim Sung-cheol with his grief.
“There will be a rally on the last day of the year, when the night of the year is going on. The place is still undecided, but we will post it in cipher text so that we can find it properly. ”
Two months after coming to La Grande.
Finally, a clue about the end denomination was opened.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
While Kim was closing his mouth, Erfurt carefully looked at his face and said.
“Anyway, all I know is here. Let’s deal here. You’re so tired because you’re so good at acting! ”
“Why do you have this scroll?”
Kim Sungchul finally asked.
Then Erfurt answered without a blockage.
“I was guarded when Gulf was in prison. When I was young and nice, I treated him well. Actually, it’s because I didn’t drop a piece of congo. ”
The question and answer seemed to end this much.
Another customer stared at the entrance with arms folded at the entrance of the magical store.
“Nothing special? Hassan? ”
Roxanne, the hostess of catacombs.
With a cigarette in her mouth, she stared at Erfurt.
As the transaction was getting longer, I was worried about what happened.
Erfurt smiled, showing three gold coins.
Roxanne’s eyes came to mind.
Roxanne sang Kim Sung-chul as he passed by.
“I felt since I came to work, but I’m not a normal person.”
“If you could see that in your eyes, it would be.”
Kim Sungchul replied indifferently.
Roxanne asked, sparkling.
“Are you the enemy of the world, Kim Seong-chul?”
Kim Sungchul, however, did not reveal any change of mind.
He thought for a moment.
I will float once.
Kim Sungchul looked at her and thought so.
“I will leave it to you.”
Roxanne stared at Kim Seong-chul through his red-eyed eyes.
The snowball fight did not last long.
Erfurt trembled with gold coins.
“Madam. That’s his acting. ”
Roxanne smiled and sucked a cigarette straight, turning his eyes first to finish the fresh snowball fight.
Then Erfurt said again.
“Just don’t keep in mind. Our Madame is a cautionary man who stabs and sees when an unusual black haired summoner appears. ”
Kim Sungchul Roxanne’s actions didn’t have much inspiration. His only interest was in other places.
He waved a scroll containing the letters of God and asked Erfurt.
“Can you get something like this?”
“If you only have gold coins, I will get you one place.”
Kim Sungchul nodded and left.
Roxanne stopped in front of him.
There was nothing left to say.
“My favorite friend after a long time. Even if it’s out of stock, come visit me. ”
“I like friends who have a story. Well, it’s not bad to live in District 8 and make friends with Roxanne. We are surprisingly versatile. ”
The horse, however, is what Kim Sung-chul liked.
There is nothing bad.
Building a friendship with a quarrel that occupies District 8.
Information is of course helpful in many ways.
Kim Sungchul nodded and walked forward.
“Getting there soon”
In the far north, the demon king died.
In the nearer north and east there appeared giants that trampled on half of the continent.
In the south, a city on the river was destroyed, and the enemy of the world began full-scale activity.
So much happened.
The chaotic confession that gave chroniclers troubles is now a few days away.
In normal times, everyone should be noisy in preparation for the upcoming LaGranje Festival of the coming years, but the season is over, so the end of the year is more confusing than ever.
In the suburbs, the refugees flocked to the city, and heresy and cults were raging in the city.
The rumor that drove the city of La Grande with fear also contributed to this.
It is a rumor about a murderer called decapitator.
The killer, whose age, sex, and origin are unknown, went through various sections of the empire at night, and allegedly murdered him, his neck was separated from his torso.
The murder of the killer was concentrated in areas where ordinary people lived in districts 4 through 6, but anonymous sources reported that the murders, presumed to be decapitated, occurred in District 1, where Lagrange’s most lame people lived.
However, despite the rumors, the preparation for the year-end night, which is the end of the year, was in progress.
LaGranje’s destitutes, whose trust has fallen due to recent blunders, want to celebrate this grand night’s festival more grandly and successfully than ever before in order to remedy confused sentiment.
The troupes gathered from all over the continent under the command of the emperor performed exciting performances in each section, and the daily necessities piled up in the empire-owned warehouses were scattered to the citizens of LaGranje.
The chiefs of each district had their own events planned in their districts, and in the Imperial Palace, Hegong Palace, they professed to show to the citizens of the empire the unprecedented sights.
The streets of LaGranje, which had cooled down for a while, began to relive the peculiar boom of the year-end and New Year holidays. But as always, there are exceptions everywhere.
“Mom gives everything to my child who wants to be a flower.”
Largo sang all the songs in a disgusting voice all day long.
It’s a good song for preaching, but Kim Sungchul thought it was better to listen to Homunculus than to listen to her song.
‘Will you go back?’
No plans were made to make friends with Largo.
Although I have tried several times in the past, Largo seems to have no desire to teach Kim Seong-chul his information.
On the contrary, he showed his ugly ugliness to use Kim Seong-chul somehow.
“Have all the onions trimmed?”
Humming lullabies into the kitchen, she stared at Kim Sung-chul while hanging her coat on the wall.
A bunch of onions she ordered was already neatly trimmed in Kim Seong-chul’s hands.
Largo looked intently at a basket of onions and said a word.
“It was neat for men. But the finish is clunky. I need to learn more. ”
Rather than a cook, she is not only an ordinary housewife.
Largo sang a song with Kim Sung-chul’s onions cut on a chopping board and cut with a rough knife.
“Mom gives everything to her beloved child. Not only blood and flesh, but bones and soul. Like a torch of life moving from hand to hand. ”
Largo humming the song, suddenly looked back at Kim Sung-chul and said suddenly.
“I’m sorry. Would you chop the onions instead? I think the baby in the belly keeps kicking. It’s not a normal force to be a general. ”
Kim Sungchul Lard silently and went to the chopping board instead to chop onions.
Largo sat in a chair in the kitchen and stared at Kim Sung-cheol with a narrow line.
“Why do you want to see the Apocalypse?”
“How many times did you not speak?”
Kim Sung-chul’s voice contained a subtle irritation.
Largo always postponed his work to Kim Sung-chul and asked several times the same question as if he was eager.
Kim Sungchul I answered that I wanted to join the Apocalypse, but nothing changed.
Anyway, the question is a carrot from Largo’s narrow head to make Kim Seong-cheol a little bit more.
Largo trimmed his nails with a strange smile.
Kim Sungchul She was convinced that for the time being she would never reveal information about the Doomsday denomination.
‘Also, I’m not a woman in words.’
a week. Kim Sungchul decided to endure just one more week.
“Uh! The woman. It’s a real mip! I really don’t want to hear that song! ”
Perseverance was the first to be Bertelgia.
Largo’s stupid malice is something that scratches the feelings of a person watching from the side rather than a party directly exposed to the malice.
Kim Sungchul Nevertheless did not shorten the one-week grace period.
If there are some changes, the number of questions increases.
The next day, Kim Sungchul asked Largo, who was sitting next to him, cleaning the materials with Largo’s order, cleaning the materials instead.
“Do you believe that Anglo-Saxon Boy will really look back at you if you have a baby?”
“Not natural! The stronger the man, the more obsessed with his genes. If you give birth to a child who resembles a tooth, that young and inexpensive year? Are you out of here right now? ”
“I don’t think so.”
“A little man doing chores like you cannot know his thoughts. Peel the onions or peel them off properly. If you want to meet with the apocalyptic denomination. ”
Largo laughed succinctly, as if he were admonished.
Kim Sungchul no longer opened his mouth.
Instead, he counted the days left for Largo.
Largo did not come to the kitchen.
Even though it’s been a while since she went to work in the kitchen, she couldn’t see the peep.
It was only noon that Kim Sungchul did not know why.
Largo entered the kitchen with a black bruise on his face and his eyes wide open.
“What do you see? Do your work. Do not roll your eyes. ”
Largo sat on a chair and cried for a while.
Kim Sungchul He was able to hear what happened to Largo from an acquaintance.
As Largo walks down the hall, he meets a new boss and looks like a big fight.
Originally, there was no way to meet in the mansion because of different copper lines, but they were inadvertently encountered.
After a short argument, two women grabbed their heads and fought a skit, and Anglo-Saxon Boy saw Largo like a dog.
No matter how slim and filthy a woman was, when the situation came up, Kim Sungchul felt sympathy.
So he prevented Largo from taking his drug with his trembling hand and inhaling it.
“Is that not good for the child?”
Largo put his drugs back in his pocket to see if he was upset and bite it.
For a while there was a sad sorrow in the kitchen.
After a considerable time, Largo opened his mouth.
Probably the first time.
“What will you polish today?”
Kim Sungchul spoke indifferently with arms folded.
“Today I don’t need to trim the material. Would you like to go to my bedroom with me? ”
With a bruised eye staring at Kim Sung-chul, Largo said carefully.
“I want to be comforted by a man after a long time.”
Largo in his prime threw the chupa, but the seed would not have been eaten. At this point, my body and mind are all sick, and the throws just made Kim feel more tired.
“That’s not what I can do.”
“Well would it be the end denomination and Nabal?”
“I can’t threaten by the end denomination.”
Kim Sungchul said just cut.
Largo said lonesomely.
“Age of age is a terrible thing.”
“When I was called a rose in the shade of Lagranje, I was rejected by an ugly Asian like you.”
“That’s sorry. I don’t make excuses, but there’s a situation here. ”
“What matters? Do you have a dear wife? ”
“If I had something like that, I didn’t do this either. I honestly don’t stand. ”
Largo laughed like a child.
It was so colorless that I had been crying sadly just before.
“Go? Was it a high school? ”
Kim Sungchul Reduced the grace period given to Largo from five days to three days.
“Now I know. I’m doing my errands to find the end denomination. ”
Largo smiled for a while and said with a look of regret.
“I’ll tell you. How to contact with the end denomination. In fact, I tried to tell you a little bit more, but after I know your situation, I feel a bit of remorse. ”
Largo opened his heart where he never thought.
She rubbed her bruised bruises with raw eggs and confessed her information.
“You have to tell me anyway, there is no way to meet you. I have been so severely oppressed, that I can’t even dream about regular meetings, and I can’t even catch a place. ”
The way of meeting with the Apocalypse was surprising.
on the bulletin board in front of the District Administration of District 8.
The apocalyptic denominations boldly leave their traces on the bulletin board that they all watch.
At the corner of a random post is a secret marker that only they can recognize.
“The sign didn’t appear yet. Perhaps it will reappear when the boundary becomes loose. I check every day, and when I see you again, I’ll let you know. ”
Kim Sungchul was a dubious but surprisingly Largo kept his promise.
Two days later, she guided Kim Seong-chul to an executive of the Apocalypse.
Strictly speaking, it was not a formal meeting.
It was a process of identifying in advance who would attend the denomination’s meeting.
An executive of a doomsday denomination, rather than a member of the denomination, steadily questioned why Kim Seong-cheol approached the domination.
Kim Sungchul was faced with a crunch in strictness he had never thought of, but with Largo’s help he could pass the preliminary check.
“This guy, uh … no erectile dysfunction. I received all medicines and blessings, but I couldn’t find a way and want to lend the power of the church. ”
An executive of the Doomsday denomination stared at Kim Sung-cheol with his grief.
“There will be a rally on the last day of the year, when the night of the year is going on. The place is still undecided, but we will post it in cipher text so that we can find it properly. ”
Two months after coming to La Grande.
Finally, a clue about the end denomination was opened.
While Kim was closing his mouth, Erfurt carefully looked at his face and said. Anyway, all I know is here. Let's deal here. You're so tired because you're so good at acting! Why do you have this scroll? Kim Sungchul finally asked. Then Erfurt answered without a blockage. I was guarded when Gulf was in prison. When I was young and nice, I treated him well. Actually, it's because I didn't drop a piece of congo. The question and answer seemed to end this much. Another customer stared at the entrance with arms folded at the entrance of the magical store. Nothing special? Hassan? Roxanne, the hostess of catacombs. With a cigarette in her mouth, she stared at Erfurt. As the transaction was getting longer, I was worried about what happened. Erfurt smiled, showing three gold coins. Roxanne's eyes came to mind. Roxanne sang Kim Sung-chul as he passed by. I felt since I came to work, but I'm not a normal person. If you could see that in your eyes, it would be. Kim Sungchul replied indifferently. Roxanne asked, sparkling. Are you the enemy of the world, Kim Seong-chul? Kim Sungchul, however, did not reveal any change of mind. He thought for a moment. I will float once. Kim Sungchul looked at her and thought so. I will leave it to you. Roxanne stared at Kim Seong-chul through his red-eyed eyes. The snowball fight did not last long. Erfurt trembled with gold coins. Madam. That's his acting. Roxanne smiled and sucked a cigarette straight, turning his eyes first to finish the fresh snowball fight. Then Erfurt said again. Just don't keep in mind. Our Madame is a cautionary man who stabs and sees when an unusual black haired summoner appears. Kim Sungchul Roxanne's actions didn't have much inspiration. His only interest was in other places. He waved a scroll containing the letters of God and asked Erfurt. Can you get something like this? If you only have gold coins, I will get you one place. Kim Sungchul nodded and left. Roxanne stopped in front of him. There was nothing left to say. My favorite friend after a long time. Even if it's out of stock, come visit me. I like friends who have a story. Well, it's not bad to live in District 8 and make friends with Roxanne. We are surprisingly versatile. The horse, however, is what Kim Sung-chul liked. There is nothing bad. Building a friendship with a quarrel that occupies District 8. Information is of course helpful in many ways. Kim Sungchul nodded and walked forward. Getting there soon In the far north, the demon king died. In the nearer north and east there appeared giants that trampled on half of the continent. In the south, a city on the river was destroyed, and the enemy of the world began full-scale activity. So much happened. The chaotic confession that gave chroniclers troubles is now a few days away. In normal times, everyone should be noisy in preparation for the upcoming LaGranje Festival of the coming years, but the season is over, so the end of the year is more confusing than ever. In the suburbs, the refugees flocked to the city, and heresy and cults were raging in the city. The rumor that drove the city of La Grande with fear also contributed to this. It is a rumor about a murderer called decapitator. The killer, whose age, sex, and origin are unknown, went through various sections of the empire at night, and allegedly murdered him, his neck was separated from his torso. The murder of the killer was concentrated in areas where ordinary people lived in districts 4 through 6, but anonymous sources reported that the murders, presumed to be decapitated, occurred in District 1, where Lagrange's most lame people lived. However, despite the rumors, the preparation for the year-end night, which is the end of the year, was in progress. LaGranje's destitutes, whose trust has fallen due to recent blunders, want to celebrate this grand night's festival more grandly and successfully than ever before in order to remedy confused sentiment. The troupes gathered from all over the continent under the command of the emperor performed exciting performances in each section, and the daily necessities piled up in the empire-owned warehouses were scattered to the citizens of LaGranje. The chiefs of each district had their own events planned in their districts, and in the Imperial Palace, Hegong Palace, they professed to show to the citizens of the empire the unprecedented sights. The streets of LaGranje, which had cooled down for a while, began to relive the peculiar boom of the year-end and New Year holidays. But as always, there are exceptions everywhere. Mom gives everything to my child who wants to be a flower. Largo sang all the songs in a disgusting voice all day long. It's a good song for preaching, but Kim Sungchul thought it was better to listen to Homunculus than to listen to her song. Will you go back?' No plans were made to make friends with Largo. Although I have tried several times in the past, Largo seems to have no desire to teach Kim Seong-chul his information. On the contrary, he showed his ugly ugliness to use Kim Seong-chul somehow. Have all the onions trimmed? Humming lullabies into the kitchen, she stared at Kim Sung-chul while hanging her coat on the wall. A bunch of onions she ordered was already neatly trimmed in Kim Seong-chul's hands. Largo looked intently at a basket of onions and said a word. It was neat for men. But the finish is clunky. I need to learn more. Rather than a cook, she is not only an ordinary housewife. Largo sang a song with Kim Sung-chul's onions cut on a chopping board and cut with a rough knife. Mom gives everything to her beloved child. Not only blood and flesh, but bones and soul. Like a torch of life moving from hand to hand. Largo humming the song, suddenly looked back at Kim Sung-chul and said suddenly. I'm sorry. Would you chop the onions instead? I think the baby in the belly keeps kicking. It's not a normal force to be a general. Kim Sungchul Lard silently and went to the chopping board instead to chop onions. Largo sat in a chair in the kitchen and stared at Kim Sung-cheol with a narrow line. Why do you want to see the Apocalypse? How many times did you not speak? Kim Sung-chul's voice contained a subtle irritation. Largo always postponed his work to Kim Sung-chul and asked several times the same question as if he was eager. Kim Sungchul I answered that I wanted to join the Apocalypse, but nothing changed. Anyway, the question is a carrot from Largo's narrow head to make Kim Seong-cheol a little bit more. Largo trimmed his nails with a strange smile. Kim Sungchul She was convinced that for the time being she would never reveal information about the Doomsday denomination. Also, I'm not a woman in words.' a week. Kim Sungchul decided to endure just one more week. Uh! The woman. It's a real mip! I really don't want to hear that song! Perseverance was the first to be Bertelgia. Largo's stupid malice is something that scratches the feelings of a person watching from the side rather than a party directly exposed to the malice. Kim Sungchul Nevertheless did not shorten the one-week grace period. If there are some changes, the number of questions increases. The next day, Kim Sungchul asked Largo, who was sitting next to him, cleaning the materials with Largo's order, cleaning the materials instead. Do you believe that Anglo-Saxon Boy will really look back at you if you have a baby? Not natural! The stronger the man, the more obsessed with his genes. If you give birth to a child who resembles a tooth, that young and inexpensive year? Are you out of here right now? I don't think so. A little man doing chores like you cannot know his thoughts. Peel the onions or peel them off properly. If you want to meet with the apocalyptic denomination. Largo laughed succinctly, as if he were admonished. Kim Sungchul no longer opened his mouth. Instead, he counted the days left for Largo. Largo did not come to the kitchen. Even though it's been a while since she went to work in the kitchen, she couldn't see the peep. It was only noon that Kim Sungchul did not know why. Largo entered the kitchen with a black bruise on his face and his eyes wide open. What do you see? Do your work. Do not roll your eyes. Largo sat on a chair and cried for a while. Kim Sungchul He was able to hear what happened to Largo from an acquaintance. As Largo walks down the hall, he meets a new boss and looks like a big fight. Originally, there was no way to meet in the mansion because of different copper lines, but they were inadvertently encountered. After a short argument, two women grabbed their heads and fought a skit, and Anglo-Saxon Boy saw Largo like a dog. No matter how slim and filthy a woman was, when the situation came up, Kim Sungchul felt sympathy. So he prevented Largo from taking his drug with his trembling hand and inhaling it. Is that not good for the child? Largo put his drugs back in his pocket to see if he was upset and bite it. For a while there was a sad sorrow in the kitchen. After a considerable time, Largo opened his mouth. Probably the first time. What will you polish today? Kim Sungchul spoke indifferently with arms folded. Today I don't need to trim the material. Would you like to go to my bedroom with me? With a bruised eye staring at Kim Sung-chul, Largo said carefully. I want to be comforted by a man after a long time. Largo in his prime threw the chupa, but the seed would not have been eaten. At this point, my body and mind are all sick, and the throws just made Kim feel more tired. That's not what I can do. Well would it be the end denomination and Nabal? I can't threaten by the end denomination. Kim Sungchul said just cut. Largo said lonesomely. Age of age is a terrible thing. When I was called a rose in the shade of Lagranje, I was rejected by an ugly Asian like you. That's sorry. I don't make excuses, but there's a situation here. What matters? Do you have a dear wife? If I had something like that, I didn't do this either. I honestly don't stand. Largo laughed like a child. It was so colorless that I had been crying sadly just before. Go? Was it a high school? Kim Sungchul Reduced the grace period given to Largo from five days to three days. Now I know. I'm doing my errands to find the end denomination. Largo smiled for a while and said with a look of regret. I'll tell you. How to contact with the end denomination. In fact, I tried to tell you a little bit more, but after I know your situation, I feel a bit of remorse. Largo opened his heart where he never thought. She rubbed her bruised bruises with raw eggs and confessed her information. You have to tell me anyway, there is no way to meet you. I have been so severely oppressed, that I can't even dream about regular meetings, and I can't even catch a place. The way of meeting with the Apocalypse was surprising. on the bulletin board in front of the District Administration of District 8. The apocalyptic denominations boldly leave their traces on the bulletin board that they all watch. At the corner of a random post is a secret marker that only they can recognize. The sign didn't appear yet. Perhaps it will reappear when the boundary becomes loose. I check every day, and when I see you again, I'll let you know. Kim Sungchul was a dubious but surprisingly Largo kept his promise. Two days later, she guided Kim Seong-chul to an executive of the Apocalypse. Strictly speaking, it was not a formal meeting. It was a process of identifying in advance who would attend the denomination's meeting. An executive of a doomsday denomination, rather than a member of the denomination, steadily questioned why Kim Seong-cheol approached the domination. Kim Sungchul was faced with a crunch in strictness he had never thought of, but with Largo's help he could pass the preliminary check. This guy, uh no erectile dysfunction. I received all medicines and blessings, but I couldn't find a way and want to lend the power of the church. An executive of the Doomsday denomination stared at Kim Sung-cheol with his grief. There will be a rally on the last day of the year, when the night of the year is going on. The place is still undecided, but we will post it in cipher text so that we can find it properly. Two months after coming to La Grande. Finally, a clue about the end denomination was opened.
