Dragon Poor

It was a long time after Kim Sun-hyuk opened his mouth, thinking about his expertise.

“Hehe. Do you know anything about this profession? ”

Asha Trail shakes her head at his question.

“This specialization has flown straight to Mansk, not through Hwang Sung. ”

“That means... ”

“You don't know anything about the existence of this specialist. ”

That was an unexpected answer. So he had no choice but to stare at Asha's trail without me knowing it.

“Your Majesty has declared that he will no longer tolerate you leaving the Imperial Palace because of this injury. The Huangnga Guard has already been given such instructions, and you will probably have to go to the Huangxis as soon as you are healed. ”

The moment I felt a painful tingle in the face of the hermit who gave me a seemingly grave answer. And this led to the discovery that she had not deliberately reported the existence of a specialist to the imperial court.

“If you knew the existence of this specialist, you would not have told the Grand Duke. ”

There was definitely a point to it.

Ofelia doesn't always indulge in her husband's erratic behavior every time she goes out of solitude. There, this duel caused him to suffer terrible injuries and exhausted endurance.

The situation was too greedy for her to want the same wisdom and thoughtfulness as usual.

Perhaps the reason Asha Trail did not announce its specialist presence was because of his calculations.

“Thank you.”

Kim Sun-hyuk expressed his deep appreciation for the flexibility of the wise knights.

Probably didn't sleep well. Her loyalty to the Imperial Court and how troubled and troubled she must have been.

“What are you going to do? ”

The Asha Trail rushes to say thank you, not just for the color. He also knew that further audits would only make her uncomfortable, so he no longer mentioned what was past.

“Maybe I should go. ”

It wasn't that I hadn't thought about it. But the answer was fixed from the beginning. Not if I didn't know it all along. I couldn't pretend I didn't see a warrior in crisis once I found out.

A warrior who may be naive, but genuinely follows himself. I don't know, but even in the opposite situation, I believed the warrior would make the same decision as himself.

“I thought so. ”

Asha Trail took his answer for granted, just as she knew he would make this decision from the start.

“Would you like to reply?”

Kim Sun-hyuk shakes his head at her question.

“I'm heading west because of the loyalty of the warriors, not the request of the Church. ”

On the day I left Central, the return of the Panthian outposts was not a lie.

But their goodness and their cross country were completely separate.

The church he thought of was cunning enough to use him for all sorts of purposes.

And he had no intention of listening comfortably to what the Church wanted.

“The Church will want them to find a warrior before I do. ”

The Asha Trail does not ask questions, even if there seems to be some kind of conspiracy.

“I'll cover the eyes of the Hwang Dynasty Guard when the time is right. ”

“There's no need for that. ”

I can no longer burden Asha's trail. This wise article suffered enough by missing reports already.

“I'll figure something out before I do. ”

* *

Assa Trail yells loudly, but there is no action to be taken overnight.

Ofelia is furious with the fatal injuries sustained in the duel with Marek. If they were to die, they would have said that they would forbid the outsiders from going out.

“This is insane.”

In advance, I almost caught him, but pretending to be crazy and sneaking around scared me. Asha's position on the trail, which was partially responsible, caught up with him.

“Jun-min's a jerk. ”

I tried to insult Park Joon-min who had disappeared for no reason, but nothing was resolved.

“We have to find a way. How.”

Even if I head west, I can leave Mansk after the full moon when Julian's work is cut short. Until then, I had to find a way to convince Ofelia somehow.

But over time, I didn't think of a sharp number.

Even though it wasn't a duel with Marek, Kim Sun-hyuk had already done something big in the west. He had been missing for nearly half a year after being defeated by the Demon King, and was not Ophelia to let him do another risky western run again.

I had to come up with a reason for Ofelia's reasoning.

Time went on.

The thinner moon seemed to be gaining a little weight, but the full moon was coming soon. In the meantime, news from the Allied forces has been sent to Mansk.

Separate from the disappearance of a warrior, the Allied forces have been winning battles. Since the Demon King's disappearance, the number of magical objects that have been flying has greatly decreased.

However, the Allied forces are only a few miles from advancement compared to repeated advancements due to the chaotic messengers appearing from all over the country and grabbing the Allied forces' ankles.

After a few more days, the wire began to become fixed.

The Confederate forces that were blocked by the vanguard lines of the shamans and the shamans who led the Chaos' messengers went no further, and showed their focus on cleansing and stabilizing the occupied areas.

I thought maybe the Allied forces' superiors would want to finish the mission on this line.

It was as expected.

Instead of insisting on an exaggerated stand, the Allied forces began repairing abandoned fortresses and castles to build defensive lines.

210,000 troops of about 117 regiments and 3,000 superhumans were mobilized, and a large operation was effectively terminated.

It was one day ahead of the full moon I promised Marek.

* *

Rumor has it the Allied forces on the front have already begun to wage fierce neurological warfare over the distribution of the occupied territory.

The Demon King isn't completely gone yet, but it's pathetic.

But what to do. The kingdoms of the Middle East went west from the beginning, not because of their great justice, but because of their survival and subsequent gains.

With the urgent fire extinguished, it was no surprise that the snow was returning to the cake.

“Enough is enough. Fair enough.”

I just wanted to make sure that the Allied forces were not divided because they were blind to the benefits, whether they were picking the ground or having a feast.

Kim Sun-hyuk, who was injured while the situation in the west continued to change, suddenly recovered.

“In fact, the sequelae of bleeding is no longer a concern. ”

The priests were very surprised when they realized that the patient who was not in good condition enough confusion as to whether he was a living person or a dead person had recovered close to a cure in a short period of time.

“The priests have been so hard on me. ”

It was not a joke, but a fact. Even if his ability to dominate water attributes was enhanced by resilience, the priests would not have been able to get up so quickly.

It turned out that the water spirits disappeared from the tree of the Mother in the west after receiving the inheritance from the previous Spirit King.

Well, maybe he's decided to become the Spirit King.

Kim Sun-hyuk was not that sad.

Unlike Attiya, they are water spirits with no great bond. It was not high from the beginning that they would give up even the position of the Spirit King for their master, like Attya.

It was a spirit after all. Just sign it again.

Unlike him in the past, he was able to summon the Imperial Spirit whenever he wanted.

“Whew.”

After the priests returned, Kim Sun-hyuk left his room after a long time.

The priests' efforts healed all the wounds on the continent, but it seemed like it would take a little longer to get up as quickly as I thought.

“You should feel better before you leave. ”

The full moon is near me one day. I was going to leave the castle as soon as the job was done in Mansk.

Just when Roland's Griffin Devon was in Mansk, the distance from the west was not an issue. The real problem was after arriving.

I have to find Joon-min somewhere in the vast west. It was already dark how much time I had to spend on the search.

For now, I only hope that the period is short.

* *

The next day, Marek came.

“I'll be waiting at the tower east of the resistance. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk couldn't meet her until Julian had lifted the fate of the murderer after his succession was complete.

“Take good care of Julian. ”

So he asked Marek in advance to take care of her to complete the succession ritual in any case.

I wanted her to be safe because she was relieved of the burden of the tuner who would not have to be hardened by herself.

“I'm just trying to figure it out. ”

Just as Julian was precious to him, so was Marek's next generation of coordinators. Marek's words will do nicely.

“But how do I know it's over? ”

“You'll see. So don't worry. ”

Marek returns, and he waits for evening. And it was finally evening.

* *

Mansk resistance, located in the east spire, does not show a human shadow. As long as it's time for the servants to fall asleep, it seems that Julian left the castle already because he can't see the guards.

It was fortunate.

The rumor that Mansk's new Earl and Empress' husband had a secret meeting in the middle of the night was that they didn't want Kim Sun-hyuk either.

The imperial authority could be compromised just by leaving the truth and the scandal. I didn't have to beg the wealthy nobles.

“When will it begin? ”

The resistant terrace with the highest spire in the east, Kim Sun-hyuk, who was sitting on the ledge, looked at the tower with a deep shadow.

Over there.

I didn't even have to check. The distance was vague, but it was enough to feel the unique and awkward energy.

Only the foe was able to make me feel this much warmth just by feeling a slight aura.

“Phew. Phew. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk took a deep breath. It's because if you're staring at the steeple, you might not even know it.

However, even as time went by, my livelihood did not subside.

It's the only way.

As the killing got deeper, he became convinced that the only way to escape this fate was for Julian to be reborn as a tuner.

“Hmm."

I wonder how long it was killing me by suppressing the boiling heart like that.

In the meantime, Sun-hyuk Kim has moved on several times. It was because I couldn't bear to live just because the spire caught my eye.

However, no matter how distant you were once conscious, the killing of the enemy did not subside.

Kill it. Kill it. Kill him.

His voice sounded like a hallucination.

“Damn it.”

If I had known this was going to happen, I would have found the Resistance after the ceremony from the beginning. If I had, at least I wouldn't have struggled to control my mind like I do now.

Increasing impulse gradually.

Just a little longer.

It was painful, but he trusted Marek and waited. He believed that he would never let himself down again if he was the tuner of the age who stopped his boss's tragedy with just one knife.

And his feelings were right.

At some point, the murder, which was continuing to be invoked, disappeared like a lie. At the same time, a bright light appeared around him.

It was the first awakening he had ever experienced, and it was brighter and more intense than any flashing light he had ever seen in his previous life.