Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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Nestled near the Silver Advertising School site, this mansion boasts the aesthetics of Huangho, one of the finest of the Silver Cantonese.

A golden collar woven with a stronger shield than a silver ad.

A maze garden of magnitude to get lost.

The 5th floor mansion in the center was the mansion of Yeongmyung Ho, President of the Yeongmyung Foundation.

"Welcome, Baek Ho. Red flag."

Three Ho clans gathered at the mansion.

The Emperor, sitting on the throne, opened his mouth welcoming the two friends.

"Thirty years? Fifty years? Why did you two come to me at the same time?"

"Huang Ho, that's · · ·."

"Wait, let me guess."

The Emperor lowered the teacup without sound and left it for a moment.

I was informed that the case of the cleansing of Eun Gwang-gu had been followed up by the Red Cross.

The case is now closed.

I didn't know what it was for, but I had no idea why.

"You asked for it, right?"

I didn't hear a denial.

"Amazing."

A 17-year-old high school student who hasn't been to a silver commercial in less than a month.

I've already saved five people with what the Emperor knows.

Jang Nam Wook, Yoo Sanghun, and Son Mingi at the time of the entrance examination.

Irena on the first day of admission.

And until dawn today.

'I may have saved more where I didn't know.'

An emperor draws a line on the mouth of a teenager.

The enemy who saw the Emperor's smile looked a little surprised.

The Emperor continued to speak with his eyes shining.

"The intelligence that identified our existence, the courage to confront the factions, the skill of the unknown, and the insight that we cannot think of as 17 years old. God is good. It's worth your attention."

The Emperor's gaze crossed the Red Ho and reached the White Ho.

"Hahaha. A hostile enemy who openly protects humans is enough to pull even the Baek Ho out. It's been 15 years since I've had this much fun."

The Emperor laughed loudly, recalling a cheeky student president who had asked for solidarity 15 years ago.

"So what did God ask for?"

"I'd like to hold a 12-week alliance meeting. Huang Ho."

On the proposal of the enemy, the Empress sparkled her eyes.

"It's not easy to gather them. Okay, there are conditions instead."

Those who have lived long have died or fallen asleep.

At least the eyes of the rest of my friends have changed.

It was the Empress who lost all motivation after seeing her dead eyes and pursued the joy of the moment.

'I didn't think the Crusaders would change these two, move.'

Two friends who find themselves and ask for help now.

For a very long time, they were looking at the warrior's eyes side by side on the battlefield.

"Baek Ho, Red Ho. Both of you, stop turning around and come under me. Take this director's office as a base in the future. This is my condition."

The Ho clans responded without much complaint.

"Got it."

"Very well, Emperor."

Beak Ho and Enemy Ho also want to observe the walking of the god of God closely, so it's easy to accept.

The Emperor understood their sentiments for ten minutes.

"Especially Baek Ho. I made your name and seat in a silver advertisement. Come when you're ready."

"Name?"

"I've already made a favour. The name registered in the database is' Baek Ho Gun '. I gave the army to you, who was once the brother of the Ho Chiefs. In the last dynasty of the Korean Peninsula, the word was given to the king's brother."

The Emperor smiled with a glimmer of eyes and a very small malice.

"It would be funny to call him Baek Ho Army. You never lost your real name and laughed. We have to leave room for a fake name."

Baek Ho looks at the Empress with frost-like eyes.

Even the words of the Emperor Baek Ho didn't seem to feel bad.

"I'll think about it."

The last words of Baek Ho ended with a short talk of the three Ho clans.

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"Mr. Hammyung-type, Changcheongmyung Palace. Hello."

"Hello, Team Leader Hong."

Hong Gyu Bin and Hang-hyun said hello.

'You two look like spheres.'

I was in touch with Hong Gyu Bin sometimes even after the tinnitus was set.

Hongyubin periodically blows the message and I answer about once every three times.

"Sir, it's been a long time since I've seen you in person. What brings you to school?"

I had no idea why a player association official was coming to school, but I had to ask.

The Association's objectives are 'Subjugation of Enemies' and 'Protection of Players'.

It's two things hanging at the same time.

"Hahaha. Whatever it is, it's 'work'."

As usual, he was a brilliant Hong Gyu-bin.

However, there was a dark circle in the eye of the red gyubin, and the eyes were red.

Hongyubin looked very tired.

"· · · Did you get any sleep?"

"Yeah, I couldn't sleep. I've been working overtime all year because of the fantasy gate, and I had an emergency call on Friday night, or Saturday morning, and the team leader had to stay up all night."

In the meantime, Hong Gyu-bin's head was well set and there were no wrinkles on his coat and shirt.

As usual, I sleep without a dream, and I look more tired than I sleep.

"I knew there was something wrong with PlaySATK and I had an emergency with the association. The Enemy defeated by Changcheongmyung Palace around the Silver Ad yesterday, so the satellite didn't send any alarms."

Hongyubin said he couldn't breathe with a smile on his face.

"There was a psychopath who disrupted a satellite signal from a member of the association who was cut off by a fantasy gate. By the way, the psychopath was found naked in a collapsed building, and his body and mind became perfect morons."

Maybe that psychopath is one of the perverts I harpooned.

My deeds seem to have balanced the sick person's body and mind.

It's not just the spirit that tastes bad, but the body that's a moron.

"If Changcheon Myung Palace hadn't subjugated them all, I would have had to write a letter of resignation from the satellite management team. I still have to write a poem. Hahahaha!"

Hongyubin was a little scared today.

I was smiling like a sick man.

I grabbed my shoulder and dropped some red gyu beans.

Hongyubin's recklessness, the monopoly that seemed to shoot the machine gun, continued.

"I checked all the accessible recorders. I found out that one player was chased by Enemies in a collapsing building and escaped with a silver ad. I heard that building owner is the silver commercials teacher. Another escaped player was a first-grader student with a silver commercial. That's not what I think, is it? You're a first-grader, aren't you? Can you tell me Hyodon has been good at school and good at school?"

Enemies of the Ung clan.

Associate employee involved in the hallucination gate.

Player satellite signal disturbance.

Silver Advertising Teacher Owned Building.

The perpetual players found in the building.

The escape of silver advertising student blindness with excellent performance.

A clue of this magnitude would have helped the player association figure out what the blind money had done.

'Hongyubin seems to know exactly.'

Hong Gyu Bin was trying to escape reality and was raising hopes in vain.

Hammyung destroyed Hong Gyu-bin's hopes.

"Now I went to my first school. You must be busy today."

"Your reasoning is correct. You're still working late today.

"Hahahaha, you've been working overtime all weekend."

Hong Kyu-bin, who interpreted the words correctly, laughed with despair in his eyes that lost light.

"I decided to talk to the Foundation's public relations team about making the most of it. So please cooperate with me on this. The Wall of Blind Money, Changcheongmyung Palace."

I'm not the only one who can hear this saying "Please save me."

"Blind money is being scrutinized right now. I'll talk for you. Let's go in."

"Yes, please. Representative Yoon, Jung Temple. Go get some resources from the best. The Foundation outreach team will be here in 15 minutes. I'll join you later."

Hongyubin gave instructions to two men who hung a school visitation permit.

"Yes, Team Leader."

"Yes, Team Leader!"

An alleged Yoon surrogate immediately turned around and headed toward the silver coffin.

But the younger-looking guy.

Jung Temple didn't move.

Instead, I stared at him with a serious face.

What is it? '

Suddenly, Jeong Temple comes out of nowhere and pretends to be on the other side and develops a hologram.

Why are you here?

When the hammer moved like the wind and blocked my front.

The figure who was allegedly a Jeong temple opened his mouth.

"Can you sign for Changcheon Myung Palace? I'd like to take a picture with Anonymous Supernova, and a couple of device codes."

What are you talking about?

He had a slightly harsher face than usual, as though he had a similar idea.

Representative Yoon returns to U-turn and grabs Jung Temple's neck.

"Let's go."

"Evil, surrogate, let go! Wait, wait, wait, wait! Changcheon Myung Palace! Anonymous supernova! Delegate, oh, really!"

Yoon starts dragging her head lock around the neck of the overly cheerful Jeong Temple.

Those two who seemed free were somehow Hong Gyu-bin's subordinates.

"· · · Jung Temple is a silversmith fan. You can ignore it. Hahaha."

Suddenly, in a wrapped atmosphere, Hong Kyu-bin laughed in a voice that did not feel his soul.

The reception room is located in the Grand Chamber Merchant Hall in the central district.

The merchant hall also occasionally held external performances, so there was a VIP private waiting room and reception room.

'Can I stay here?'

I'm in the parlour right now, Hammeleon, Hong Gyu Bin.

It was these three.

It was unnatural for me to interfere, but Neighborhood, Hong Gyu Bin and I both allowed my seating.

"That's a common case. Parents who enslave their children come out every year. After the conflict, there were a lot of people who had kids because they felt like scratching the lottery. Rare garbage for sale at the Fight Club."

Hong Gyu Bin said excitedly when he gave a brief overview of the situation with blindness money.

"I'm going to cut ties with your father and set up a group of lawyers to solve the debt problem. They keep the name of the student from flowing in the media. Instead, there will be a big interview with Changcheongmyung Palace for the smoking cesspool."

"Very well. I will arrange my interview with the Yellow Flag Foundation Public Relations team."

Hamgyu-bin and Hong Kyu-bin discussed future measures.

In summary, the case of blindness will be developed in the future.

A hundred debtors who sold their son as a slave.

Vs

Joint Advisory Group of the Player Association and the Yellowknife Foundation

There are no vaginal corners.

If that situation comes out of the game, the difficulty is too low to be handled as a mangem.

I think the blindness will be solved without problems.

"I'd like to talk to a blind student, but it's hard today, isn't it? I'd like to meet you in person as soon as I can."

"Yes, please contact me through the blind money. Team Leader Hong."

"Hahaha. I knew Changcheongmyung Palace would say that. Then I'll go."

Hongyubin added a word as he stood up.

"The person who knocked down Mr. Choi's decommissioning plant. Do you know who it is? I didn't have enough on my recorder."

"Well."

Neighborhood replied without sex.

Hong Kyu-bin smiled more than once, alternating with me.

"Well, there's not one or two nerds hiding their faces and vigilantes. Like a Red Wall gangster."

And his Red Wall Bar.

Why is that disgraceful title coming out of there?

It's linked to the Fantasy Gate, so of course it will come out.

Hongyubin stood up as though he was no longer willing to question.

Dalcock

Then the parlour door opened and someone came in.

The descendant of the Jin was Kim Sin-rok.

I had to hold my sighs.

'Because I wrote something, I think it's tied up right here.'

It's convenient to have Kim Sin-rok.

It is also one of the actual parties.

'It's just a normal teacher.'

Kim Shin-rok did not see any inhuman savagery that seemed to be stretching his school supplies.

I was just making a face like a good human teacher.

"Mr. Kim Shin-rok. Long time no see."

"Team Leader Hong. Hello, are you on your way in?"

"Yes, I'll see you next time."

Hongyubin and Kim Shin-rok also greeted each other lightly and broke up.

And before I fully open my seat.

"Well, I'll see you later. Anonymous supernova."

Hong Kyu-bin left me with a meaningful smile.

I can't help but think that one student is here.

'· · · If you use force, you can think of yourself as a deputy commander of the first grade 0 class.'

But I wasn't the only one who was weird. I was also weird.

'It's weird for a team leader to keep running on the field. Does the player association have a special work philosophy?'

It's a minor disguise, but it took something more.

Unlike Zegul Jaegel, it was not called 'Teacher' for Hanmyung and Kim Sin-rok.

When Hong Gyu Bin called Hang-dong and Kim Shin-rok, he put a "C" behind him or used the player's tinnitus.

With proper title and respect, there was no problem at all.

"Student Head Teacher. The material you requested was sent to the device. I still have a few more tests to take, but should we go to the good room and talk?"

"Yes, sir. Let's go."

After hearing this, Kim Shin-rok stumbles across the blindness money and close quarters that were headed to the 'Good Room' and hears about this and cooperates.

'Bonamana must have followed him around to catch the timing.'

The blind money will soon be admitted to the dormitory.

So it was not unusual for Kim Sin-rok, the advisor to the Ji-Ik Association, to be involved in this, and it was a good thing.

"Hyodon's outside the lab. Looks like a CT scan and an MRI."

Kim Shin-rok, who was walking earlier, opened the door to the good room and said:

Me and my neighbour followed him inside.

'Is this a good room?'

The central zone good room of the best player special warehouse in the Republic of Korea established by the Abu Dhabi Foundation.

I had a medical facility that seemed to have melted down because I couldn't spend enough money.

Only at the level of equipments were the general hospitals of Jang Nam Wook and Yooseong-hun and the Yeongdeung Foundation that had been there before.

'So you're not going to the hospital and you're doing a workup in a good room.'

Blind money sitting in a corner of that shining good room.

I borrowed a robe of a nearby type and wore a lot of loose clothes.

"Blind money."

The blind money sitting on the checkpoint turns its head.

When I look at my face, I open my mouth.

"You, you. Are you all right, Deputy Commander?"

My real face was shown through a student ID, so I should have recognized it right away.

Pavabac ―

Wow, you can run like that in a slipper.

Blind money jumped over the checkpoint and came to me in an instant.

I think it really hurt a little.

"I thought I was dying, Deputy Chief!"

"I didn't want you to get hurt. Have you eaten?"

"I still have to fast because I have something to examine."

"Yeah? I'm here to eat."

"You son of a bitch."

My joking mouth was hard, but I had a face mixed with humor and laughter.

I'm glad I can't even laugh half the time.

I didn't want to see the apex of the blind money bowing without a pulse.

I gave the most important words to the blind money.

"Hey, keep it a secret that I saved you."

"Why?"

I'm embarrassed when I hear you're a Red Wall freak.

"Just pretend you don't know. I came here to crush them all. It bothers me if I get involved."

"· · · Yes."

He looked incomprehensible, but nodded.

I chatted with nothing but complacency.

Have a good night's sleep, what do you want for dinner tonight, when are you officially coming to the dorm?

It was such a petty story.

The two of us who were chattering were looking at each other with their faces filled with longing and obscurity.

Somehow, my back felt creepy.

The first time I saw the word Red Wall Necromancer.

It was similar to the sensation I felt when my hands, feet, and space-time were scratching.

"It's like trying to hide a good deed."

What the hell are you talking about?

The main reason Anonymous Supernova hides its power is because of its humiliating title Red Wall Necromancer.

"Yes, clothing is a great student."

Kim Shin-rok also said for a moment with a face that was not human.

I don't know what the progeny of this faction are thinking.

'If I don't get out of here, I might even talk about the Red Wall.'

I decided to shut up.

The evening meal was eaten at the dormitory restaurant by me and Hang-hyun and Kim Shin-rok.

Dining was difficult because the Yeongmyeong Foundation Legal team and Public Relations team had issued a no-show order.

'I wanted to eat something delicious outside.'

Fortunately, the blind money seemed to be very satisfied with the dormitory meal.

"Hey, deputy commander, is this dormitory meal originally this delicious?"

The voice of the sensational blindness that filled the bowl with food.

I ate dinner with a happy face.

I had to talk to the blind money to make it eat slowly.

'I can't wait to see it.'

The dormitory restaurant operates as a buffet, so I don't know the exact amount, but I think I've eaten at least five meals.

I enjoyed it, too, thanks to the well-fed blindness money.

I felt the most delicious meal in the dormitory I had so far.

And Sunday.

The case is open to the public.