Dragon’s Legacy

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However, unlike what I thought, most foreign designers and Korean designers didn't come out very much. And most famous Korean designers who came out like that were also in their 40s or older.

“Hmm……. ”

The poem turns the wheel by touching the chin. The page keeps going down, but I still don't see the type of person I want.

“None.”

No matter how hard I looked, the situation searched for different words.

[Royal Britain]

The cafe is on track and has generated up to 2 billion in cash. With this kind of money, it would be a capital to make the original Kestron cosmetics I had in mind. But the problem was that the brand Quezron itself was very prestigious, but it had no recognition, outstanding reputation, and long history to people.

Who would suddenly buy cosmetics and high heels for tens of millions of won? So what was needed was the reputation of the British royal family and the recognition of a renowned designer. When I used to sell cosmetics, I didn't buy into the Royal Britain for nothing.

“Hmm?"

Among the writings of Queen Elizabeth II, Prince William's marriage, a news article came to my attention.

[Eugenia of the Three Steel Group visits the Royal Kingdom of England, why?]

The Samgang group was the most famous and the largest company in my country. From the former Samgang name, life insurance and automobiles, as well as the one wool belonging to the Pan Samgang, and the largest department store in the world, there was no place where the Samgang group touched Korea.

Among them, Eugene was also the youngest daughter of the president of the Three Rivers, and his existence was briefly added to the media.

The story clicked on the news with an interesting face.

[Yu Jina, the youngest daughter of Chairman Yu Pil-do of the Samgang Group, visited the Royal Court of England to talk. Miss Eugene, who used to be friends with Princess Irene Windsor....]

The article itself was nothing. It was just that she was invited to Princess Irene Windsor's birthday party. However, no matter what, the poem had to establish friendship with the British royal family, like a rope descended from heaven.

It was almost impossible to go to England naked and bond with the royal people, but it seemed like we could somehow establish friendship with that woman Eugene.

Of course, there would be a bodyguard as well as the president's youngest daughter, and she wouldn't want to hang out with herself, but it wasn't the only way.

The situation immediately searched for Eugene. Then several articles came out, but nothing in particular to read. However, when I saw the picture attached to the article, I felt like I wanted to be the daughter of a tyrant. Even though she was overwhelmingly beautiful like Aru, or flatteringly perfect from body to face, her sharp eyes and sturdy jaws made her look like a rose with thorns. Secretly charming.

I checked the profile right away.

[Eugene]

[Age: 24]

[Height: 163.1cm]

[Weight: 46kg]

[Chest Size: 75B]

[Number of Sexs: None]

[Pregnancy Status: No]

[Gurnard: anus]

His body was not bad, and his breasts were also B cups, which was a fairly large axis for Korean women. Besides, my vocal cords are in my anus... Then I thought I'd have anal sex with Sook, but I still haven't tried it. There's also anal sex in quests, so I'm going to have anal sex with Sook soon.

In addition to this profile, the other information on the internet was [in third grade of Seoul University of Medicine].

“It's Seoul University. ”

I was still in third grade even though I was 24 years old when I took a leave of absence, so I didn't have to hurry. He was a good opponent when he later graduated from Seoul University. Instead, there was a need to raise his awareness sufficiently. That way you won't be ignored. Of course, it was a problem to get into Seoul University before that.

The poem found some information about Eugene, but after nothing else, he checked his YouTube views.

While pop songs were more than 34 million, lonely nights were a little bit supportive with 26 million. It was natural that there were only 6.6 billion Korean people in the world, so it was difficult for Korean people to get high views.

When I pressed the pop song to view the comment, it was all in English. Most of the comments were compliments or admirations of their singing skills. I was a little worried because there were so many great singers in foreign countries, but fortunately, my ability seemed to work well enough.

“Brother, eat this! ”

I was on the internet for a long time and Aru brought me a coffee. It was the city's favorite cafe mocha. The poem liked it this much sweeter than coffee that was too sweet.

“Thank you.”

“What do you think? Is it good? ”

After a cup of coffee, Aru glanced at me with an excited expression and asked. It seemed to be Aru's coffee, roughly.

“Well……. ”

“Doesn't it taste good?"

Aru looks anxious as the poem seems to think for a moment.

“It's the best coffee I've ever had. ”

“Wow, really? ”

“Yes.”

In the words of the poem, Aru said with a big smile. Then he happily hugs the poem in his arms.

Such an aru was so cute that the poem shrugged his head.

In the open space, the cafe was hugged by Aru, and people glanced at him, but there was no reaction. It was thanks to Sujin's Platinum Bracelet.

“Sis, my brother says my coffee is the best. ”

“Right? I told you it was delicious. ”

“Hehe.”

Aru immediately boasted as Hyunju approached. The poem smiled gladly as he saw Aru rejoicing.

The poem was watching Aru and Hyunju talking and playing, and when the guest came, Hyunju went to make coffee and followed Aru. Although the poem told Hyunju to learn to make coffee, learning something new itself was so much fun for Aru.

As Hyunju and Aru left, the situation entered his Serengeti station on his laptop. I hadn't been in control for a while, but on the station site, there were a lot of people who said, "When are you going to broadcast again?"

The poem looked at the article and pondered for a moment. Today is Saturday, so it's a good day to broadcast, but there was too much to do besides this. After thinking about such a schedule, I wrote that I would broadcast next Saturday. There was nothing bad about raising awareness when doing quests. No, more and more quests were becoming available for increased awareness.

However, after looking at a few articles, there was someone who wrote some profanity.

[You piece of shit. Don't you have a mother? What a waste of concept. Why live? Just die. Crazy son of a bitch.]

Not one or two, but the same person wrote several articles, and I couldn't understand why he was writing these endlessly. I was a little offended by the insult, but I didn't care about it and just erased the situation.

There seems to be a lot of strange people in the world.

The poem took out a notebook and wrote down a rough idea of what to do next. I didn't write it down in detail, and it was a summary of what to do like this.

Now, the goal was to reach level 5, but to do that, we also had to raise our height, and we also needed to increase our strength by increasing our numbers with summoners and azeolite oil.

And if you draw novels or webtoons, and a lot of people buy or watch them, this would be a pretty good experience, and it would raise awareness. By the way, when I reached level 4, the Library of Lesser Information was opened. I thought I'd go see if I could get some ideas.

Even though I wrote it down, every day seemed to be very busy. While tapping the pen, the poem got up from the table and approached Aru.

“Aroo, I'm going out for a while. Do you want to go home? Or do you want to stay here? ”

“I want to hang out with Hyun-joo. ”

“Yes, I understand. Then play. ”

“Yes.”

The poem left the cafe and rode his bicycle to the school grounds. It was to cross the rope. I had to do 2 million times to get taller, but this required constant effort and time without any method, so I had to jump every time I had time.

The field was quiet because of the vacation. At the end of the stand, he glances around and opens his bag and tucks his hand in. But there was nothing in the bag. It was because the bag the poet was carrying was just to hide things from the sub-space.

You pull the rope out of the subspace and toss the bag around. When the rope is untied, the rope gently falls to the ground without twisting. It was my first time crossing the rope since elementary school students, but I was able to do it without any difficulty to refresh my memory of that time.

Use the snap of the wrist to swing the rope and jump across the floor. The breathing, snapping, and kicking of the feet come together and quickly jump over the ropes.

However, because it was counted down to the left of the field of view every time I crossed a line, I didn't have to count the numbers in my head with difficulty.

Since the goal was not the goal, but how fast, the situation jumped as fast as possible.

After 10 minutes, the count of crossing the rope points to 1300. With roughly arithmetic calculations, if you jump 1000 jumps per 10 minutes, you could do 10,000 jumps per hour and 40 minutes. That is, every hour and 40 minutes, the height grew by 0.05 cm.

More motivated than when exercising, the poem focused his mind and jumped over the ropes as quickly as possible. I felt like an athlete preparing for the Olympics. Being that tall was one of every man's dreams.

I took a thousand breaks and one minute for two hours. I ran as close to 17 times as I could in two hours. It jumped more than 8,000 times an hour.

I wiped off the sweat on my forehead and examined whether the poem had gotten taller. However, I did not feel that my height had grown at all because it was not more than 0.1 cm.

There were only 3,000 times left until 20,000 times, so the poem jumped the rope for about 20 more minutes and filled it with 20,000 times. Since it was 0.1 cm each day, it seemed like 100 days would be enough to grow 10 cm.

Looking at the clock, it was a little after 5: 00. I was thinking of going straight to the cafe, and I was sweating a lot, so I thought it would be a little difficult. While thinking about it for a moment, the poem texted Chan.

[Praise, do you want me to ride you to the cafe?]

Just a moment, I heard a reply directly from Chan.

A bicycle?

[Yeah, I got a beautiful bike.]

[Oh, I'm so happy to give you a ride. Are you coming now?]

[No, I'm sweating too much right now, so I'm going to take a bath at home and be there around 5: 40. It's Saturday. Your parents are here.]

On Saturdays, it was also a day of study break because the praised parents had finished early.

[My parents said they're going to be a little late today, so I think they'll be here after 8: 00, so come and wash up at my place.]

Then I'll be right there!]

Chan told me to come and take a shower at his house without any hesitation. The poem smiles at the temptation of a gentle hymn, carrying the bag, and immediately riding his bike to the house of hymns.

I whistle.

When he arrived at the house of praise, he quickly climbed up the stairs and knocked on the front door, placing the bicycle roughly in the alleyway.

“Come in, brother. ”

Chan opened the door immediately to see if he was waiting in advance.

“Where's Yumi? ”

When Yumi didn't show up in the living room, the poem asked.

“I'm studying at the library with my friends on Saturday. Yumi is studying hard these days. ”

“Really?"

The poem confirmed that no one was there, smiling and pulling praise and kissing. I had sex with Hyunju seven times in the morning, but I was still overwhelmed. So, just kissing like a high school student who kissed for the first time, I began to erect immediately.

“Brother, wash up. We're going to be late.”

As the poem touched his chest and lengthened the kiss, praise pushed out slightly. If I had more time, the poem would do anything I wanted, but now I don't have enough time.

“I want to kiss you more.... ”

As the poem touched his heart, he gave a sweet smile.

“I'll wash it for you instead. Brother.”

“Really?"

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Thank you so much for your recommendations, selections, comments, and coupons.

Thank you for always reading.

The laptop I sent you for repairs came in a little late. I'm sorry.

I'll try not to be late.