: Behemoth (3)
Behemoth was unable to respond.
It was such a huge shock. In the face of an overwhelming shock that literally stopped his brain, the little bull wrinkled his three big eyes.
A kid with emerald hair and eyes.
There was no resemblance to Diablo Volfir, the great being who created him in the past.
However, the atmosphere he felt, the words he spoke with only the shape of his mouth, referring to himself precisely.
'Gee, really?'
66666 year.
I heard so.
It is unknown how many years have passed since its master, Diablo Volfir, was defeated by the 12 gods.
I couldn't calculate the date with my bad head.
I just wanted to die. I tried to go to the owner's side after hitting 12 gods trying to get rid of the owner's traces.
- He said he would come back.
I would have done it had it not been for Jormungand's words.
Behemoth was constantly regretting.
Why didn't you follow the master? Even if he told me not to come, I should have gone.
In the end, if it was going to be like this, he had to burn the rest of his life to help his master.
- Be patient, be patient. we should
Jormungand, that wicked bastard's tongue-teasing can't always be defeated.
So this time I followed.
I tried to live as if I was dead with regret in my arms.
But it was too long. madness came over I tried to stay still, but the intermittent seizures were unbearable.
He was curled up in the depths of the earth, but when he had a seizure, he unknowingly released his power.
The unpredictable waiting made him more and more maddened.
Then one day, an elf came and said,
Her name is Siora, and she was the one who gave her the day of revelation 66666.
'I thought it was okay to go to the spirit plane.'
After Siora told me about the day, she put me into a deep sleep so that I didn't have any more seizures.
If the day of revelation did not come, it was better not to wake up. I am too tired to long for the invisible hope.
And today, her descendants came. But they did not know the day of revelation.
The moment I was about to be disappointed again, I saw him.
He was standing in front of him. In a completely different form, as a child, he was smiling at himself.
'I'm sorry.'
Jamie licked her lips again.
Behemoth couldn't control his emotions. over 60,000 years. It was a long time when civilization was overturned and rebuilt several times.
finally showed up
host ."
Water filled Behemoth's large eyes.
His simple personality was reflected in his emotions.
Jamie was perplexed to see the crying Behemoth. If I act according to this guy's personality here, things will turn out strangely.
'Hold on now. please.'
Jamie opened her mouth to convey her intentions, but it seemed difficult to stop Behemoth's tears.
So I had no choice but to grab the boy's face with my hand.
"Um-!"
Behemoth, who was suddenly caught, made a strange noise with his face twisted.
Jamie turned back naturally, hugging the Behemoth tightly with a bright face.
"Wow- cute. It's even cuter when you see it up close."
The people around him gave more strange glances at Jamie's sudden action.
Either way, holding on to the Behemoth like a doll, Jamie began acting as hard as she could.
"The pippi I grew up at home seems to have gotten smaller."
" What is a beeper?"
Han asked Siegfried with a squint.
"How do I know that?"
Siegfried had no idea what a beeper was.
In fact, there was no such thing as a pipi. Because it was the bull's name that Jamie had just improvised in his head.
"Then why is he doing that all of a sudden?"
Han felt a sense of detachment from Jamie's appearance. Compared to the appearances I had seen a while ago, I felt that I was a completely different person.
But Jamie is now an eight-year-old kid.
The current Behemoth had a very cute appearance from an objective point of view, so it was not strange if an 8-year-old child liked it.
Usually boys like toy swords and soldier dolls, but they are old enough to like cute dolls.
Even so, the sense of disparity did not disappear.
Siegfried also partly agreed.
"It's not like Confucius. Well, in the first place, it's natural for that to happen."
The problem is that Jamie Wellton doesn't belong to that 'original'.
"The tastes are different."
Izaya, who had been quiet at that time, opened his mouth.
When the two saw him, Izaya was smiling happily for nothing.
"Are you thinking of your son?"
Instead of answering, Izaya smiled bitterly.
Han apologized briefly, saying that he was sorry for talking pointlessly.
Anyways, thanks to Izaya, Jamie's behavior turned into a taste and gave him a breather.
Jamie turned back and sighed deeply, speaking to Behemoth in a very low voice.
"Yumma. Now nobody knows who I am."
"Lord, lord."
"So, pretend you don't know."
how Are you the real owner?"
Afterwards. Let's meet and talk. Now act like before. You can do it."
Yes.
Behemoth is simple.
And he has always been a good listener after Black. If there is a difference from the past, it is that the guy who was like a huge mountain has been reduced to the level of a cute miniature, beyond the level of the rock.
kid. I know you like cute things, but I think we'll have to talk again soon, can't we just let him go?
"I'm still going to."
Jamie released the Behemoth.
Behemoth looked at Jamie for a moment, then straightened his expression again.
"Hmmmm."
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