episode_0413

Hong Yeon-hwa’s fear is special.

From the moment it first appeared, it was considered the best of all time. It wasn’t a thrill. In objective terms, Hong Yeon-hwa’s fear was special.

That’s why there were worries.

Side effects that follow the output.

A fear so strong that it can easily swallow up even the person who is expressing it, inciting emotions at every moment and leading to wrong choices.

Although Jiyeon Choi had never felt scared, she had watched her husband suppress his impulses for a long time.

How could I not be worried when my daughter suffered even worse side effects?

While being scolded by the rumor that Hong Yeon-hwa is a crazy dog, Choi Ji-yeon is the one who harbors deep concerns about the world.

“… … ”

Special seats for the officials.

Jiyeon Choi’s expression as she looked down at the stadium became hazy. Her vision was red. The flames that had swallowed half of the stadium were raging.

The fear is still fierce.

But the ferocity wasn’t as prominent as before. The creepiness that seemed like it would devour everything indiscriminately had faded.

That little dog is properly leashed and runs around doing whatever its owner wants.

‘…Did your son-in-law do that too?’

This is the change that occurred after entering Shiyoram and meeting Lee Ha-yul.

That’s not all.

Surprisingly and unbelievably, Hong Yeon-hwa hasn’t had a single accident in the past year…

Jiyeon Choi’s expression became dull as she reminisced about the past.

A ripple that swallowed half of the stadium.

The remaining half was swept by sea and ice. That was the open sea where the fear and the head-on struggle took place.

“Uhh… ”

As I was looking down at it, my head started spinning again.

The son-in-law of the Gyeophwa family, the manifester of Gyeophwa, is using Changhae to fight Gyeophwa.

My head started hurting from the visual information that was difficult to accept…

“You don’t use that sword.”

An old man’s voice was heard from the side. Jiyeon Choi, who had her eyes dizzy and closed, answered.

“Because tournaments restrict the use of non-provisional weapons.”

“Oh, I see.”

The tanned and shabby girls who accompanied her nodded and looked down at the stadium again.

‘This guy is also coming out…’

Hwabyeokun, the best craftsman in the Gyeophwa family, is famous for not going out.

A person whose life’s work is simply staying in a blacksmith shop, hammering iron, and making weapons.

First of all, Hwabyeokun actively insisted on going with Jiyeon Choi.

There was no need to think deeply about the reason.

-Wow, the performance is really great. If you have this, you might not need the Bonghwa Sword… No, isn’t this better than the Bonghwa Sword?

These days, Lee Ha-ryul makes weapons by hand and shares them with people around him.

It is said to have a similar shape and function to the winged clothing that I have…

‘My son-in-law’s ability is so, so outstanding…’

Jiyeon Choi, recalling Hong Yeonhwa’s phone call, swallowed a sigh and caressed the long wooden box placed next to the chair.

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Hong Yeon-hwa’s fear has gone through a big change over the past year.

A blessing of full experience and growth. Although there were trials and tribulations, I received help from Lee Ha-yool that was comparable to or greater than that.

The results were surprising.

Just like a punk who repents after being adopted by a kind lady, Hong Yeon-hwa’s fear has also become quite docile.

‘It’s a shame I left my wings behind.’

If I had that correction and help, it would have been several times easier than it is now. Hong Yeon-hwa, who had regained her appetite, looked straight ahead.

The front is engulfed in terror. The back and both sides are the same.

I narrowed my eyes and raised my senses, and I felt beyond the flames.

The waves and ice crashed down. Even the cowardice could not easily push him away.

Hong Yeon-hwa’s lips turned red.

‘Why must I do this?’

There is a mountain called Taesan, so why create the sea?

I grumbled to myself, but I knew the answer.

‘Do you mean it’s not a proper expression?’

A sea of creation that can block Hong Yeon-hwa’s fear. There are not many people who can increase the output of the sea of creation to that extent.

That’s it.

The fear of this level is gentle and kind. The flames are closer to orange and yellow than red, and they are beautiful as if the fire is dancing.

The Taesan of Ihayul is antique. If you roughly pull out rocks and pillars, a beautiful pattern is created on the outside.

Even the commander, who looks hideous, doesn’t look that ugly thanks to his appearance.

All of these are characteristics of Lee Ha-yool and Tae-san.

‘What about Changhae?’

Water can be free and healing. Ice is cold and deadly. The exchange between the two is quick and rapid.

That’s it.

It’s just a creation.

If you think of the cold air of a colder output… it is similar to Baek A-rin’s creation.

‘Are you trying to change that to your own style?’

I could guess the intention without even asking.

‘Ugh, I need your help.’

You can also get the right to make a wish.

Hong Yeon-hwa let out a sigh and stepped forward. The flames blazed even more fiercely. Chang-hae took a few steps back.

At that signal, Lee Ha-yool reached out to the sky.

Water droplets formed on the tips of pure white fingers, and the water vapor spread everywhere, forming a soccer ball-sized ball.

It’s not one.

Dozens of smaller water beads circled around like satellites. The water beads moved at Lee Ha-yool’s gesture.

KWANG! The water pipe stuck in the fire exploded. The cold air compressed inside it was embedded deep into the flames like a pimple.

I was frozen in the flames and swallowed up by the waves.

I pushed it back three steps, and it was pushed back one step.

That’s not all.

Phew! The outer shell of the distant fire was covered with countless ice thorns. The cold air that penetrated froze the fire, and waves surged in.

Space was slowly being swallowed up.

Hong Yeon-hwa furrowed her brows.

Lee Ha-yool’s creation is similar to Baek A-rin’s.

Although not as talented as Baek A-rin, Do-yul is very talented.

So, the flow of things that changed quickly was similar, but the tactics were a little different.

The rushing water turns into cold air, and the cold air turns into water, putting pressure on the space.

But the shape is different.

‘thorn.’

A thorn emerges from the water.

Thorns grow from thorns. Just like tree branches, countless thorns spread out, penetrating the fire and freezing it from within.

Such attacks occur in all directions. Wherever there is water, a chain of thorns begins.

Even magic using the cold air and water is pouring down, so even if you overwhelm it with power, you can’t push it back.

‘How annoying.’

The manipulation of fear is not as precise as that of the sea. If it sticks to occupying space like this, it will not be overwhelming.

He quickly answered. Hong Yeon-hwa raised her sword. Whoosh! The sparks flared up rapidly.

‘flowering.’

The conflagration surged forward. The aftermath alone caused waves to boil and the ice to melt into blunt pieces.

A pillar of flame that melted the ceiling descended. Whoa! The waves that overlapped the orbit were pushed back helplessly and evaporated.

‘As expected, simple output is difficult.’

It’s already a copycat creation. Even though it’s supplemented with magic, it’s difficult to hold out against the fearful monster with just its output without full expansion ability.

Lee Ha-yool nodded and pulled his right arm back.

A cold air seeped into the vortex wrapped around my arm.

Vortex water wedding.

Kwarurur! The pouring vortex collided with the vortex. The ice thorns mixed in with the vortex dug into the vortex.

The blow slightly reduced the firepower and evaporated.

The vortex wrapped around his left arm and he poured out a second shot. The vortex blocked the fire. This time, he held out longer than the first shot.

Third step.

He again threw the vortex wrapped around his right arm. The second vortex, which was still resisting, swelled as the third vortex wrapped around him.

The gear cowardly painter was blocked.

The fierceness of the calamity in the world decreased, and the waves pouring in from both sides swallowed up the weakened calamity.

-Whoooosh!

But it was only a moment. Hong Yeon-hwa came digging into that path.

The cowardly fire surrounding the red lotus condensed and sank. It was an evolution of expansion ability. The speed of change from flowering to evolution was fast.

‘Are you planning to look at the answer up close?’

Lee Ha-yool let out a gasp. His pure white breath froze. He snapped his fingers with his hands that had become frosty before he knew it.

Ta-da! Thorns stabbing from all sides. Hong Yeon-hwa kicked them away with a single strike. The broken thorns melted into the scattered flames.

‘AC.’

Time was running out. I couldn’t dig in right away. Hong Yeon-hwa’s eyes looked around in one breath.

A myriad of thorns flying at her. Waves that couldn’t evaporate. Icebergs that poured out rays of cold air.

Beyond that, the ice pillars that grow on the walls, floor, and in the air are filled with magical powers…

-Bam!

He deflects the flying ice spear while hiding his presence. Kagakak! The sword swung in succession breaks the spear.

Crack! A thorn growing out of the window suddenly cut off the dragonfly. A blue dragonfly rippled from the tip of the thorn.

My body froze slightly from the cold that penetrated deeply.

‘That thorn is…’

-Clang!

In the brief moment when my body froze, a chain of ice wrapped around my wrist as I blocked the spear aimed at my head.

The chain was connected to the icicles that had grown all around it.

-Woooow!

My body feels heavy. The lump acts as the axis of the binary system and directly counter-corrects it.

‘It has to melt…’

-Bang!

I stopped the thorn that was aiming for my neck.

A few chains that had dug through the gap were repelled. The chains that were not repelled wrapped around the remaining wrists, ankles, and waist.

It all happened in an instant. Hong Yeon-hwa’s response was quick, but the opponent’s movements were too quick and swift.

‘Ah-ah.’

It was completely dry, just like any other sparring session. It probably started getting entangled from the moment I first dug into it.

At that point, Hong Yeon-hwa stopped her sword.

Then the flying thorns, spears, and chains all stopped.

“Lost.”

Surrender. I don’t particularly like this, but it’s something I have no choice but to do now.

I glanced around.

Hundreds of icicles filled with cold air are on the verge of foaming.

Behind it, thorns and spears are waiting to be shot, and you can also feel the signs of magic weaving in from all directions.

The moment all that pours out, it’s a match that will be pushed back without a fight.

‘In this already-definite fight… I have to think about Ha-Yul too.’

Even in a painless duel, the weak-willed Lee Ha-yul hesitates to stab Hong Yeon-hwa.

In the past, Hong Yeon-hwa must have been in tears when a few drops of blood accidentally came out.

The voice was transmitted and the judgment was made.

The game was a sight to behold, and cheers continued. Hong Yeon-hwa shrugged her shoulders and looked straight ahead.

The storm subsided and the waves and ice cleared. Thanks to this, the somewhat lowered Lee Haruyul could be seen clearly.

“Hmm.”

As always, a dreamy appearance that makes you feel like you’re not from this world.

But there is something cold about her expression. Her beautiful cheeks and hands are covered with frost, and her exhaled breath is covered with a haze. Her open gray eyes are also quite emotionless.

The emotions have subsided due to the backlash from the creation of the sea.

‘Something…’

Can’t the reaction be neutralized by fear? Before that, there is a thought that comes to mind.

‘Something’s fishy.’

Lee Ha-yool is usually like a puppy. When he sees Hong Yeon-hwa, he smiles brightly and flutters his wings and acts playful.

But the current interest rate is… thanks to the side effects of Changhae, the impression is rather high.

The rate below is similar to that used when dealing with fairies or spirits.

A way of speaking to one’s inferiors as if one were an aristocrat. However, it is kind and warm, so it doesn’t feel bad.

As I watch Lee Ha-yool in such a lonely atmosphere, many dark thoughts come to mind.

For example, I want to hold Lee Ha-yul, who pretends to be an orphan, in my arms and torment him…

I want to see Lee Ha-yool, who pretends to be so arrogant, melt away his frozen expression…

-Yeonhwa, hug me

Lee Ha-yool, who didn’t know about such a strange imagination, came quickly and immediately held out both arms.

Although he has a haughty impression, his behavior doesn’t seem to have changed.

“Is it cold?”

-yes

When Hong Yeon-hwa, who had put down her sword, opened her arms and asked, Lee Ha-yool answered briefly and came into her arms.

He buried his face in her chest and hugged her tightly. Her slender arms were wrapped around his waist.

Hong Yeon-hwa opened her eyes wide at the cold air rising from her arms.

“Oh, it looks cold. Did you cool it down with your fireworks?”

-I like Yeonhwa’s body temperature.

“… Big, then there’s nothing I can do.”

The emotions are stiff and the tone is a bit monotonous, but it’s still cute.

Hong Yeon-hwa, who coughed, hugged Lee Ha-yul tightly without caring about the gazes.

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[The unique ability “Spear?” grows]