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Silence falls on the island that was noisy with the sound of guns.

There are two ways to disable brainwashing abilities.

The caster can remove it directly, or by dying.

“Aaaaah!”

“Kkwah!”

“What, my head… !”

Those who have been brainwashed by the latter fall down one by one, holding their heads.

Soon, people lost consciousness.

After checking once to make sure no one is in danger, he turns his gaze back to the original location.

A dark blue aura, almost black, floats above the pure white robe soaked in bright red blood.

“… Are you lazy?”

Judging from the experience I’ve already had, it must be the source of the power that the goddess of sloth, Pigritia, gave to Yun Myeong-ho.

As with any power, looking at the orb that contains an unfathomable amount of power makes one’s appetite run wild.

hungry.

Give me food.

I want to eat that.

The guy’s intentions become more and more concrete.

Maybe it’s because we’re connected by will, but my appetite increases accordingly.

“Sup.”

looks delicious.

It might not taste real, but how much stronger would it be to have another new power?

Can I also gain brainwashing abilities like that guy?

If that’s true… isn’t it a dream to build my own kingdom in this world?

Yoon Myung-ho failed, but I can.

The guy’s natural abilities were poor, but I wasn’t.

A red-hot desire boils over.

I’ll build my own palace and fill it with the women I like.

ah!

“It wouldn’t be bad to keep Han Ju-hee as a maid and harass her whenever you think of her.”

All kinds of delusions keep whetting my appetite.

If you have that, you can become a true king.

So eat it.

Eat clean and make it your strength.

But he doesn’t listen.

“This kid’s starting again.”

Draw out the magical power dormant in your core and suppress the greedy energy dormant in your stomach.

“I eat only what I want to eat. So you just shut up and squirm.”

Churp!

Gluttony that makes you raise your head again, licking your lips.

He is an extremely dangerous guy.

If you let your guard down even for a moment, he’ll climb over your head and try to control you.

I try hard to suppress my seething greed.

Gula, who would have whispered if it was something that would benefit me, was quiet.

That means you shouldn’t swallow it right away.

But it was not right to leave it like that.

Then wouldn’t this energy naturally go to the remaining apostle, Shadow?

I just don’t like that.

“You can’t give the dog the meat you made.”

Even if I don’t absorb it right away, it’s mine.

My spoils from killing enemies.

That’s why instead of absorption, we choose another method.

“Hoo.”

Use your magic to create an invisible hand and grab the source of power.

And then he pulls it right in and embeds it inside his body.

It’s not absorption.

Just like Ira in the past, I’m just pushing it into the world of my subconscious.

I wonder if it can be sent simply by putting the source into the body, but isn’t there a gula?

She would know what I want and take care of it.

“Okay.”

The power that had penetrated into the body disappeared without a trace.

What that means is that I was sucked into the world of my subconscious.

After that, Gula will take care of it.

Just like last time, I’ll train the new recruits I’ve accepted, whether through threats or persuasion.

So, let’s give it some time until then.

I turn my back on the cold, frozen corpses and look at the people who have fallen unconscious.

“What should I do with this.”

What would happen if it became known that the one hundred people who were said to have disappeared throughout Europe were here?

Quickly call Han Ju-hee.

-“Are you done?”

Han Joo-hee is afraid to answer the phone and gets straight to the point.

“Yes, I did manage to solve it, but the aftermath is the problem.”

-“… I guess so. I don’t want the hunters who went missing in Europe to be found on an uninhabited island in Korea.”

If you do that, you’ll be in real trouble.

Perhaps Korea will be branded as the culprit of the kidnapping incident and become isolated internationally.

-“Haa… , I understand. The ship will arrive soon, so get on. I’ll take care of the rest.”

I was curious.

“How do you want to handle it?”

-“We should send him back to Europe while he’s asleep. Then we can just throw him in a suitable place.”

“Well… , not bad.”

If the missing people were suddenly discovered, it would be noisy in its own way, but as long as we weren’t caught doing it, it wouldn’t matter.

Not long after hanging up the phone, a boat appears in the distance, cutting through the waves and approaching.

After boarding the nearby boat, I call Chris on the way to land.

-“… … .”

“… … .”

He didn’t really open his mouth first.

But the message must have been conveyed.

-“Looking at you calling like this, I guess Mr. Yoon Myeong-ho has lost.”

like this.

He asks again.

-“Mr. Yoon Myeong-ho… is dead?”

“Oh, he’s dead.”

-“You didn’t have to take my life.”

The guy’s voice gets even lower.

Yoon Myung-ho’s brainwashing ability must have been that valuable.

If we had that, we could have turned countless ‘impossible’ things into ‘possible’ things.

So, I decided to kill the guy somehow.

I have no intention of just listening to that guy’s scolding.

I have something to say too.

“I was going to do that too, but my opponent was much better prepared than I expected.”

Honestly, the guy’s preparation was so great that it far exceeded my expectations.

Simple, yet solid formation.

A balanced combination.

Armed with top-of-the-line equipment that will make you laugh from head to toe.

It was a preparation that would have been impossible with only Yoon Myeong-ho’s strength.

That means, someone’s help followed.

It was something that was expected.

It helped me a lot more than I thought, so I felt a little chill down my spine, but it was still good.

Thanks to that, I gained new insight and was able to kill the guy as I wanted.

-“… Okay. You must be tired, so take a rest. I have a lot of work to do, so I’ll hang up now.”

Chris hangs up the phone, hiding his complicated feelings as he can’t argue with something that has already been agreed upon.

After putting down my smartphone, I surrender myself to the gusting wind.

“Ah, it’s refreshing.”

It was so refreshing that I kept bursting out in laughter.

* * *

It’s already been four days since Yoon Myeong-ho died.

TV followed up with reports about the disappearance that had caused a stir across Europe.

The missing hunters are being found collapsed.

Their memories of the time they were missing were vague, but no special abnormalities were found, so they all returned to their daily lives and resumed their activities.

There was a heated debate afterwards as to whether their disappearance was a kidnapping or something else, but it was a largely meaningless act.

Just like the hexagram that started the incident, Han Ju-hee, who finished the case, didn’t leave behind even a single clue that could serve as evidence.

No matter how much they brag about it, it is impossible to grasp the truth.

“The work was handled more or less well.”

I killed Yoon Myeong-ho as planned, and the wounds I received as a result have all healed.

Now there’s only one thing left.

All you have to do is meet the goddess of sloth, who has locked you in the world of the unconscious.

“Let’s go in slowly.”

Lie down on the mattress and slowly close your eyes.

A mind that is rapidly fading away.

When I finally opened my eyes, a completely different world unfolded before my eyes.

A temple towering over a barren land.

As I enter, a woman runs towards me, holding onto the hem of her long skirt, and hugs me.

“Here you come, my apostle!”

It was Ira, the goddess of wrath.

Kim Do-jin was very surprised by her hospitality.

Even though our hearts… no, bodies coincided dramatically and we received the power of the apostles, I never thought we would approach each other in such a friendly manner.

“You had a big fight, are you okay?”

“I’m all better now.”

“Thank goodness.”

Ira sighed in relief, burying her face in his chest.

It didn’t seem like a false appearance.

“You must never die. Do you understand?”

The look on her face as she said that was desperate.

Is it because I have already lost both apostles?

After telling her not to worry, that she would never die, Kim Do-jin turned to Gula.

No, I was going to head towards it.

Bam!

Until she tripped over a boulder on her way to her throne.

When he looked down, what he saw was not a rock, but a person.

“Aya.”

Messy hair that looked like it hadn’t been washed in days, and sleepy, hazy eyes.

A woman who is dirty enough to remind one of a homeless person at Seoul Station, but has a beauty that has not lost its luster.

I will correct it.

It wasn’t a person.

“… It’s you.”

A woman who recognizes herself in a slow voice.

Kim Do-jin also realized her identity.

“Pigritia?”

“Yeah, it’s me.”

Goddess of sloth.

She looked up at me with a lazy face, as if to demonstrate her power herself.

“I see… . You, a beggar who came to receive my power?”

A way of speaking that stretches like a rubber band.

Before Kim Do-jin could answer, she opened her mouth again.

“Don’t be sad, you can’t receive my power.”

I was rejected before I could even confess.