Dragon’s Legacy

강Eunji

“Huff, huff. ”

It was night. The darkness had subsided, but there were several people exercising because the night tower was illuminating.

The poem breathed heavily. I didn't run long, but my heart was pounding and my legs were as heavy as a lump of iron.

Even though it was a good April, my whole body was sweating and my neck was soaking wet like rain.

The poem returned from Quezron's castle to the school grounds to run by nightfall, and was now running for the 1500 metres.

It's getting slower and slower as it gets more intense. Since I was weak in basic health, I ran out of stamina for less than a few minutes, and even ran back and forth with the willpower to do so seemed to have reached the limit.

“Hahaha... ”

Eventually, I sat on the floor as if I couldn't finish. No matter how hard I tried, I only let out a deep breath.

The pope takes a quick look around, and pulls the tablet out of his pocket. Although it was impossible for a tablet to fit in the size of an Australian bag, the subspace received as an inheritance made it possible for other humans to change.

As expected, 1500 metres failed, but 1000 metres achieved 20 XP.

I didn't have much of a quest, but the red part of the experience bar grew quite a bit.

The motivated poem was straightened up after resting moderately. If I do 10 of these, I'll give you 10 EXP points. If I don't lower my nose enough to reach it, I won't hit it with one, so I can only get 10 EXP after doing it quite a few times.

I couldn't get enough strength into my body because I ran a little bit and flexed my heels a little. I thought I'd get 3 tuxedos and 10 EXP, but I couldn't right now.

Knowing this, I drank the ramen tea that had already been boiled in my bag. Then the energy began to rise again. However, my body was not completely lightened like before exercise, and I was able to recover enough to exercise again.

Afterwards, the poem completed three tugs to gain EXP 10, and again, after trying to run 1500 meters, he fell exhausted.

I was too weak to exercise for a day or two.

“Huff-puff, there's still plenty of time. ”

The exhausted poem in one corner of the playground spoke to himself as if he had fallen down. It was the development of the elders to exercise like this and console themselves.

“You can do it. I can do it. ”

Once again, the mumbling poem stumbled and walked home. Although the wiggle looks a little dangerous because of the lack of strength in the legs, it also looks rather gaudy.

I have slept for 10 hours since yesterday's workout. I was so tired that my body seemed to be in sync with my bed.

After washing briefly and restoring his vitality with the Lamin Tea, he came out to the city to buy clothes. I met Eunji tomorrow, but I didn't want to wear all my old clothes. I wanted to buy clothes that looked neat, even if they didn't have to buy fancy clothes in magazines.

When I left the city, various clothing shops were available, but I was not interested in this at all, so I was reluctant to enter a luxury clothing store.

“But I have 5 million won. You can't even be nervous with your clothes on. ”

The poem opened the door of the clothing store that looked quite luxurious.

Daughter

“Welcome. What are you looking for? ”

The store staff approached the city with a bright smile.

[Hwang Mi-jin]

[28 years old]

[Height: 167.8cm]

[Weight: 51kg]

[Chest size 70B]

[Number of sex: 588 times]

[Pregnancy Status: No]

When she was dressed neatly, she wore black stockings and flat shoes, giving her a clean feeling, she appeared not to be 588 times sexy.

“Oh, no. I just wanted to see some clothes.... ”

Although she was a woman 588 times in sex, she was tall and pretty with a class of faces, so the poem was shrunk without even knowing it.

“You're looking for a lot of black jackets these days. It looks good on you, but try it on. ”

The clothes handed to me by Mijin felt refined even when I saw the one-eyed poem in fashion. That's why I was a little reluctant.

The existence of the poem instinctively felt reluctant to be cool, refined, expensive, and classy. Sadly, it was an instinct that I had to develop naturally after living with poor people and maternal solo for 26 years. Poor creature.

“Well, is that so? ”

“Try it on. These clothes look great on dry people like you. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

The poem was wearing Juju Island without refusing to refuse the clothes Mijin recommended. Since then, I recommended a shirt and trousers that would go well with the jacket I just wore, but I couldn't say no to them, so I put them all on.

However, the status quo in the mirror, whether or not the product was just not sold, was good enough to be called a sophisticated college student who cared about his own clothes.

“Oh, you look great. It's so nice to meet you. ”

Mijin let out a thin, long hand on the shoulder of the poem, and it felt strange to me. If I had had sex 588 times, I would have sucked a man's penis with my mouth. What would it feel like to be in that pretty little mouth of yours? Have you tried semen?

Unlike the image of a neat vagina while neat, the poem was dazed to see if it was a pretty big impact of 588 times of sex, and I began to inflate my pants slowly.

“Sir?"

“Yes? ”

When the poem was suddenly dazed, Mijin wondered next to him, and the surprised poem replied.

“You're not in love with yourself, are you? Hoho.”

“Oh, no. I'll buy them all. How much?”

In Mijin's jokes, the poem blushed. I was ashamed to just look at Mijin's face after just imagining it.

“Jacket is 329,000, pants and shirts are 1,600 won. That's 497,000 won. ”

It was expensive. It was insanely expensive. No, it's just crazy.

I bought three clothes and did not understand how the price of 500,000 won could be established by the head of the poem at all.

It was right to want to have crazy sex with Eunji. That's why I decided to buy clothes to be pleasant, but I didn't think about expensive clothes like this. I was sure that if I sold a few more items, there would be a clothing store that was similar and less than half the price.

“Will you pay with a card? ”

“Yes? Yes. ”

I told her not to buy it constantly in her head, but a strange answer popped out of her mouth. I even said I would buy it, but it was not something to say I didn't buy it at a price. The poem knew that he was poor, that these clothes were a great luxury, but not that he lacked pride. I didn't want to be humiliated by this 500,000 won. In the future, you will inherit the legacy of Quezron, and it will be hard for you to imagine a human being with half a million won to bend your pride and endure your shame. This was absurd.

When I thought of it like this, I felt relieved and even gained great courage. These five million won were not just lucky enough to be worth five million won. It was the foundation for collecting more money in the future.

When I changed my mind, it was not a waste to invest 500,000 won. The situation confidently took the wallet out of his pocket and handed the debit card to Mijin.

“Your payment is complete. Thank you. Come again. ”

“Yes, thank you. ”

The current situation and the current situation were completely different when I entered the clothing store. Before entering, if it seemed to be slightly atrophied and not confident, I would now be able to straighten my back and walk with confidence and vigor on my own. One simple mind appeared to be this big difference.

Since then, it's been a triumph.

I went to the shoe store and bought shoes. I went to the salon and cut my hair. I also went to the market and bought new panties and socks. I was quite satisfied with the expenditure.

A dislocation. Bones and muscles have not changed optimally after taking the elixir, but have changed beyond compare to morning. Even though I trimmed my hair in stylish clothes, my facial expression was also very large.

Confident! Although his face was still somewhat ugly, it was probably because of Cody and his hair style that he said he was okay from afar.

“Yes! You can do it! ”

As I walked, my job muttered. He constantly suggested to himself that his courage and confidence would disappear.

The last time he came home with his workout clothes and running shoes to wear at the end of the workout, he changed his clothes to work out, not turn on his computer.

The absurd change is what happened to the poem.

Woof.

The phone's ringing.

The poem was still using a folder phone, but the phone was listed as a mother in the liquid crystal.

[What's up, poppet?]

[Er, Mom. She's doing well.]

[Do you eat well?]

[Eat well.]

Her voice was filled with worry. Even though he's 26 years old, he still looks like a child.

[Joon next door is working hard to get into the bank. How's our son doing?]

[I'm getting ready. So don't worry.]

Once upon a time, I would have shouted that I would take care of myself when I heard the word "jojun" next door, but now I had a lot of peace of mind.

[Oh, my son, you're working so hard not to yell at your mother.]

[Joon will be better. Just wait a little longer.]

I was confident. If I had done well on the quest, I might have become more than Hojun, not the President of my country.

[She only believes in our poem. And come home. It's been a month since my poem saw my face.]

[Okay, I'll go next week.]

[Be careful and eat well.]

[Yeah, okay.]

I hung up.

After talking to my mom for a while, I felt more motivated. Even if you have something on your chest right now, run outside and wag! I wanted to scream.

“You can do it. ”

Once again, he mumbled and ran to the playground in his running shoes.