Dragon Poor

“Brother, wait a minute. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk, who was empowering himself like a sword right now, pulled the power out of his hand.

“Joon-min.”

Kim Sun-hyuk knew that Park Jun-min was awake from the beginning. These conversations were all just induction papers to inform the unknown warrior of his work.

Perhaps the Sword knew.

Nevertheless, he had no choice but to answer because he was a follower of God's word.

“Is what you just said true? ”

[It is not a lie that there is a way to defeat the Demon King.]

“What's the price? ”

Park Jun-min seemed to have noticed it now.

[Then it's different.]

“What if I am now? ”

The sword does not answer. But it was as if he had already heard the answer.

“You could die. ”

The warrior bows, his head softly, with a disdainful face.

Kim Seon Hyuk, who was watching quietly, slowly pulled out his hand holding the sword. From here on, it was not something I had to be involved with, but something I thought.

“Sir.”

However, Joon-min seemed to think differently.

“What am I going to do? ”

It was a difficult question. A believer who relied on the Demon King to think that even if the owner died, it would be enough to deal with the Demon King. How great the betrayal would be and how stunning the future would be.

“What do you want to do? ”

Even if a warrior withdraws his hand from a battle with the Demon King, no one will be able to blame him irresponsibly.

Commitment and sacrifice are noble only because they are willing to bear it all. If someone forced him, it was no less a sacrifice than a human artifact.

“I don't want to throw my foot away. ”

This was also one of the answers Kim Sun-hyuk expected.

“I have a lot of things to hide from you, but I can't deny that I got here because of this guy. ”

Joon-min Park was one of the real heroes who lived in glory and was regarded as the Savior by many on the front line.

It was never easy for Park Jun-min to abandon her sword and return to her ordinary teeth even though she was addicted to her praise and glorious days.

At least the warrior knew how cruel the world was to the powerless, and he knew how insignificant he was without a sword.

“So help me. Brother.”

The warrior is desperate.

“Help me not to be trifled with, or killed by the Demon King, or exploited by me." ”

And fortunately, the warrior still had one more thing to rely on.

“Show me the way. ”

Even better, Kim Sun-hyuk knew the answer.

* *

There was a battle where the topography of the area was completely unrecognizable. And they weren't temple knights from the Church who wouldn't have been able to detect the terrible explosion.

“What the hell is going on?! ”

When Kim Sun-hyuk and Park Jun-min finished the conversation, a hundred temple knights and priests came.

“I just fought lightly. ”

“You mean a light duel? ”

At Kim Sun-hyuk's words, he pointed to the surrounding area with a face that seemed to make the temple knights look ridiculous.

The massive pit and charred meadow are like meteorites falling, but they are fabulous because they say they are the breeze of a light duel.

“Looks like we caused a commotion at the base. ”

If a hundred temple knights had come here fully armed, the Pantheia Outpost would have been overturned as well.

With such a commotion, no matter how far the base is, the commotion couldn't have spread.

“I don't know what to apologize for.... ”

“No apology necessary, but I'm a little embarrassed. ”

The Templar Knight, frankly, expresses his feelings.

However, there was nothing else to say as Kim Sun-hyuk. There was a light duel, and now the duel is over. There was no intention of informing me of the violence of the process and what happened afterwards.

“I wonder if the apostle was hurt... ”

The Temple Knight looked at Park Jun-min worryingly.

“I'm fine.”

Park Jun-min stroked his hand, but even though his complexion was pale like a blank slate, it didn't look strange. Not to mention that the body was resurrected with a resurrection spell just before death, but it was strange for him to look good because he was shocked again and again.

“Once the battle is over, I'll take you back to the base. ”

In the words of the temple knight, Park Joon-min sneered at me.

“Hmm."

The Knights of the Shrine were curious about what had happened here, but they did not pry their teeth like Knights of the Strong Temple.

“Then I'll take you. ”

In the escort of the Knights of the Temple, the warrior and Kim Sun-hyuk returned to the Pantheia base.

* *

As expected, the base was turned upside down. It was a very tense face whether a large number of horseshoes had appeared.

Kim Sun-hyuk smiled bitterly as if he was leaving the battle behind.

“Things have gotten bigger than I thought. ”

The temple knight shakes his head at his voice of apology.

“What's so special about the lives of soldiers on the front anyway? And since this was a standby exercise, it doesn't really matter. ”

That was the position of the Templar Knight, commander, and the position of the terminal soldiers was no different. However, it was not easy for a Templar knight of the elite class to know the difference.

“Let's clear the perimeter first. Soldiers shouldn't waste their stamina on useless things. ”

Although it was not something I wanted to say to myself, Kim Sun-hyuk thought that breaking the boundary a little bit sooner was the way for the soldiers.

“If not, I sent a messenger first, soon.... ”

“Boundaries to current hour! All troops must return to the barracks and prepare for tomorrow, except for the existing perimeter forces! ”

The trumpet sounded from afar before the Temple Knight finished speaking, and commands and bows followed from place to place.

“First I have to report, so let the ferryman and the apostle rest. ”

The Knights of the Temple have left, and the warriors have been guided to their homes.

“Get over it, Jun-min. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk stared at Park Jun-min's back that was disappearing.

The battle was over, but the real test of the warrior was now.

It was time for the dreaming warrior to face the truth.

* *

“Are you in cahoots with a friend called the Warrior? ”

On the way to my accommodation, I met Dawley and asked.

“Ah.”

Kim Sun-hyuk blurred his answer, but he said as if he knew everything without seeing it.

“He must be devastated. ”

“I haven't told you who won yet. ”

He snorted.

“I don't know if I should hear it. ”

“You have a way of looking at me too high. There must be more monsters in the middle than me. ”

“Even if it is, it is not here. ”

The multi-wheeled words were beyond determination and full of conviction.

“What a strange thing to do. From the sound of it, it is clear that a friend of the warrior has been through many battles, but I could not feel the warrior's speculation from him. ”

Kim Seon Hyuk looked at the polywheels without even knowing it.

“Kill or die. I don't feel that desperate. ”

Surprisingly, multi-wheeled was able to see right through Joon-min Park.

The warrior who was forced to die by the sword had no choice but to despair.

“You surprise me sometimes. ”

The polywheels did not react to his words.

“If that warrior's friend is all I see, I will leave here with my brothers. I don't know if he's the only one who can give us what we want, but I'm not willing to trade with a man who's not a real warrior. ”

I wasn't just saying that. Dawley was a man who could give up anything to keep his beliefs. Even if thousands of brothers were sacrificed on their way here to meet the warriors, the multi-wheeled won't break their faith.

The multi-wheeled man was like that.

Kim Sun-hyuk knew that better than anyone, but he didn't seem to worry at all.

“Wait a little longer. Jun-min isn't perfect right now. ”

“I can't wait long. The men of the meadow do not learn to stay in one place for long. ”

Perhaps the multi-wheeled assessment of the warrior was much lower than he expected. Dawley didn't expect the warrior to change in a short time.

“It's soon.”

Looking at the polywheels, Kim Sun-hyuk said.

“You won't have to search the continent for another trading opponent. ”

“If you say so. ”

A multi-wheeled smile hangs over his shoulder.

“I'll see what other mysterious spells I can cast. ”

* *

Templar knights were heavily mouthed, but rumors about the battle between ferryman and warrior spread quickly to the base.

“Who won? ”

“I wonder if he's still an apostle. ”

“A. I heard about your friends at the gate that day, the ferryman was fine and the apostle was completely exhausted. ”

Soldiers were extremely curious about how the battle for the Great Pit came together. However, the parties kept their mouths shut, so the rumors only grew, and it was not easily concluded.

“I'm worried about the morale of the soldiers. No matter how victorious or defeated they are both heroes of defeat. ”

“At least there shouldn't be any defeat recorded in either of you until the war is over. ”

Whoever won was a pain in the ass for the commanders.

The commanders hoped the rumor would pass without any conclusion. And as they wished, rumors could never be answered.

It was because the parties had no intention of talking about winning or losing that day.

“You've done it.”

Kim Sun-hyuk didn't know what conversation Joon-min had with Sung Sword. If there was anything definitive, it was that the warrior's eyes were neither as light nor as before, nor as weak as his defeat.

The warrior graciously recalls his own death.

“Somehow I didn't understand it myself. How I was able to escape with the solemnly guarded footstool of the Temples back then. I was already dead once. ”

The first death of a warrior was much longer than Kim Sun-hyuk expected.

“And he died twice by Mason. I think he was a collaborator. ”

The warrior gets his memory back, but he doesn't remember exactly what happened in the middle of an urgent battle. I just remembered the pain and fear that I felt at the moment of death.

And the warrior excellently overcame the fear of death. That was enough.

From now on, the future was more important.

“Do you know why you lost to me? ”

“I don't know. I don't really remember. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk asked what Park Jun-min said.

“What's your level? ”

“I was 29 a while ago, and now I'm 26. ”

At that moment, Seon-Hyuk Kim was speechless. I thought I was too weak for a full Awakening, but the level was much lower than I expected.

“Hmm."

But when I think about it, it wasn't so strange. If every time I went through death, I had to consider Park Joon-min as having fallen by at least 12 levels.

That explains why the current level of a warrior who dealt with so many magical objects is only 29.

“I am level 39. ”

“Ah…. ”

The warrior who listens to him lets out an elastic face, even if he realizes something.

“The difference between you and my level was 10. ”

Although the difference in number was only 10 levels, the difference in perception had to be much greater.

It's a huge gap between one more job and one more job.

In fact, since the complete warrior could not overcome the level difference and was defeated by the incomplete courageous soldier, he had to acknowledge the importance of the level.

“And I was defeated by the Demon King. ”

He wasn't actually defeated by the Demon King. But he also knew that if the Demon King had not fled in fear, he would not have been able to escape death.

“With the spear with the power of the Spirit King and the power of the Ancient Spirit, I was unable to conquer the Demon King. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk looked at Park Jun-min's eyes and said one word after another.

“Whatever that means, I don't care. ”

His tone was more resolute than ever.

“It means Level is a gangster. ”