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Not long ago, the weekend.

Silver Advertising Residential Area Teacher's House.

Kim Shin-rok returned from work late this weekend.

There were more parliamentarians requiring the submission of data recently, so there was no day off even on weekends.

'It's not the time for NIS audits, but this is a bit harsh.'

Parliamentarians and municipal councillors as well as provincial councillors have individually demanded school operating materials.

Although it was a legitimate process to require the submission of material through a Main Meeting or Standing Committee vote, members who ignored it did not intend to do administrative work, not one or two.

There were a lot of directors and teachers involved in the fantasy gate, so I had no choice.

'Especially, the Holy See. Procedures are upheld, but they are more frequent.'

Kim Shin-rok was a student who was taught a different face, a different name, and is currently a member of the National Assembly.

He has been asking for silver advertising materials on a regular basis since before the Hallucination Gate incident.

'The case has erupted, so I'm making sure it's more stubborn. Operation and execution of the budget from the selection process of the Joint Venture. Year-by-year and quarterly student statistics. What are we looking for?'

I didn't think the administrative workload would be enough.

Not long ago, a number of dissatisfied second-grade students of Zegaljagirl, the head of the Ministry of Trade, attacked me.

In the second year and a half, students grabbed a couple of teachers who were working off the farm and dragged them to the front of the hammock.

In the Ji Ik Society where Kim Shin-rok was being tortured, he also took care of him to reduce the workload he had originally written down.

'You have to work hard for the students.'

When Kim Shin-rok was walking, someone called him up and set him up.

"Shinrok."

Yongzegun was waiting in front of Kim Sin-rok's room.

"Teacher Yongjae!"

"Are you back at work?"

"Yes, because things are pushing. It's over now."

Beeric.

Kim Shin-rok said the fingerprint recognition type door lock is easy to attach.

Yong Zhejiang burst into laughter as he saw it.

"Are you going to impersonate a teacher even on the weekends? Aren't you frustrated?"

After listening to that, Kim Shin-rok looked around with a smile on his head.

I changed my face and dragged the props into the door only after I was convinced that there was no basis.

"Hahaha! Oh, I don't know what you're talking about. 'The look on your face. It's funny every time I see it."

The gun was dragged inside and burst into laughter.

Unlike Kim Shin-rok, who hid the fact that he is a descendant, he is a genuine family.

Kim Shin-rok's long-standing prankster used to make fun of Kim Shin-rok like this.

"Why did the school come? on a topic that I don't work on."

"You know you can't do it even if you want to. Because the scope of my work set by Director Hwang Ho is limited."

While sitting in his seat, Kim Shin-rok unleashed the skill on his face.

Then Kim Shin-rok's attention became apparent, and red hair began to spin in his eyes and hair.

"I feel much better about myself. Isn't it a shame you're living in hiding?"

"Shut up."

Speaking roughly, Kim Shin-rok took out two teacups.

The car you're preparing is a post-war stopover.

A Yongcha lake cultivated with cold water from Hopocheon, a tea that Yongcha enjoys.

Seeing Kim Shin-rok move diligently, Yong-gun laughed.

'The Holy Spirit is the same as when you were young. His face resembles that of his father, but he still resembles that of his mother.'

Kim Shin-rok's real face made me angry that she was the daughter of two heroes, the woman of the enemy and the woman of criticism.

So I'm going to hide my face even more.

"Drink this or go."

"Have a drink."

The dark, clear scent and scent of the car.

Solvent gun tasted tea with a satisfied face.

"What happened to Mr. Red Ho?"

"That's why."

"Something happened. You must have been hurt."

"· · · · · ·."

"There was a time when you and the Emperor were nervous at the same time. And then all of a sudden, it was stable."

Kim Shin-rok kept his mouth shut and tilted the teacup.

'Plus, the lady in the scream moved in a red dress.'

I decided to keep my mouth shut about this clue.

"Congratulations."

"How the hell do you guess all that?"

"I guess I'm okay now. Thank goodness."

"· · · · · Ah, really."

A proposition that always speaks as if looking into the other person's head.

Kim Shin-rok felt choked and asked me to get in the car.

"The silver man of your life, the anonymous supernova."

Kim Shin-rok immediately replied as the gun was unlucky.

"He's a Ho clan benefactor. If you harass me, the Ho will not stand still."

I was worried about Kim Sin-rok's voice.

Van is worried about Jo, and the other half seems to be worried about the solvent.

"If you're the savior of your life, you're also my savior. I won't bother you."

Whether it was to see Kim Sin-rok's reaction or not, the proposition quickly changed the subject.

Maybe the story I'm talking about is true.

"Shin-Rok, don't go outside the silver commercial for a while."

Kim Shin-rok shakes his head in a strange way.

"We don't have an event where we have to greet students."

"Well, what do we do? I'm not allowed to attend an outside event on a contract."

"Why?"

Every time I went out of the silver advertisement, I remembered the 'eyes' I felt.

The gaze of a person who is extremely sensitive to space or gaze.

Yongzegun looked out the window and said,

"Someone's watching."

* * *

"Hello."

After the dragon was greeted, I entered the simulation room I was just training for.

That's the look on that face. '

Yong Zhejiang's face was ecstatic.

I've seen it a few times in the game, and I've seen that look in this world.

I had an ominous feeling.

"Righteous. There was no mechanism here before you went in, but now I feel the mechanism of other children besides you."

I think I had a bad feeling.

I turned my eyes and looked around, wondering if the other kids would like to hear it.

I bounced my finger as if I wanted to be reassured.

Exactly.

With the sound of your fingers banging, I heard a little noise around me.

I was blocking the sound of the chess table and the audience at the chess competition.

'You've been doing spatiology since before I got out.'

As expected, my playable character was ready.

"Let me talk to you."

Sensitivity and reasoning seem to be too good, but it's a problem.

Central District General Assembly Hall.

Poor chess gathering.

No one knew it was because the sun had already gone down and the time for inactivity was over.

"It's full of chess. '

A hologram with a seemingly home-made cemetery application running.

Chess piece made of wood, acrylic, crystal and transition metal.

Journalists who seem to be studying at a gathering.

A chess opening encyclopedia that gathers' North Moves' from the beginning of the chess game.

The most eye-catching of them was a chessboard case with a name tag on it.

"Ten months."

'10' by Han.

Have you prepared a personal chess board for all of your students?

The names of our half kids who decided to take a beginner class.

Seeing the names of the two, I felt a little warmth in my cold hands.

'Do you need to bring her all the way here?'

He acted on the spatial technique and said that the condom that wrapped the insolvency was like reading inside me.

"This is the only place where I can't even look at the Director of Emperor Ho in the space allowed for me in Silver Advertising."

After I finished talking, the solvent gave me a look in my hand.

"I thought I'd won the chess tournament and overcome the trauma, but I don't see it yet."

Exactly.

When the solvents bounced their fingers once, the insolvency was covered in cork.

The shield is woven into the space and coloured on it.

'After doing my background research, and watching me play chess in a chess competition, you'll notice the presence or absence of trauma.'

It is a proposition that casts all the matches and covers the entire arena with its own spatial techniques.

I didn't notice anything wrong with my body every time I played chess.

"I've been bothered ever since you saved the new record."

"Do you know Mr. Kim Shin-rok?"

"Yes, the new record is my friend."

Yongzegun was between Kim Sin-rok and a friend.

They both have long lives, and the Yong and Ho clans are interacting, so they both know it.

"To put it bluntly, I know who you are. You're wearing a crow mask these days, aren't you? And the Red Wall."

I tried to make a scene, but I can't believe I'm a Red Wall freak.

Suddenly, the heat on my face seemed to be getting hot around here.

I should have come in my underwear.

Particles for the lower abdomen from tomorrow.

Even so, he continued to use the word "dodge."

"Most of the reasoning was done by a sub fever. JunPyo wouldn't be as sensitive to space and mechanisms as I am, so he wouldn't have enough clues to find the Red Wall Necromancer."

He explained his reasoning process.

The red wall mass that owns the fever, the appearance, and the wilderness.

From one day on, stop looking for Red Wall Bars and focus on training.

"Joon Fever can't give up the Red Cliff so easily, can he? I thought our superior sub fever had found the Red Wall Monster and started taking him as a teacher."

In the voice of the proposition, the fervor was buried.

I don't drink as much as a blue dragon or a salt heat, but it looks like the solvent is too hot.

"It was strange that I didn't feel the teacher's attitude."

"By the way, why am I your teacher?"

I couldn't use the word Chama Red Wall Needle, so I used a different expression.

"I've put together a bunch of clues. Starting out of nowhere is a sleepy baseball court case that happened the day Joon Feng said he was going to play the ball."

A sleepy baseball field incident on the day of the fever.

The onboard party that followed that incident.

Finally, the first grade 0 and a half, which is tied to the Pure Fantasy Auction.

"All three are intertwined with righteousness and good money. Just the two of you, but at the time of the fantasy auction, Hyodon was at the Fight Club, right?"

But it's just an indirect clue.

There is no conclusive evidence.

Prior to refuting that, the appliance took out an item card and said:

"This is the last clue. The faction that made the deal before gave it in return. On the day of the ship's party, something fun is going to happen, so I asked you to use this to watch the deck. This is the card I have left."

The item card border gave me a UR rating.

'Absenteeism'.

It was the first consumable item I ever saw.

"It's UR-rated, but it's a useless item if you don't have the ability to detect it. I was using this item to connect my senses on the deck on the day of the ship's party."

I can't believe you used UR-class items to do such useless things.

The words of the Solvent continued.

"Your righteousness changed from wisdom to victory, and then orally. And then I came back to consciousness."

The proposition accurately said the order of the 'player's trajectory' I used.

On that day, I used the 'Great Wall of Wisdom' to move quickly.

Afterwards, Park Seung-hyun's "military-led faction" and his "100-second grace" were used in turn to stop the gall.

"Hye-ji was there, but Seung-hyun and Oral were in the dormitory all weekend."

Yongjae said in a convincing voice.

"That's your fantasy, right? On the day of the hallucination auction, and while I was training with a sub fever, I turned into a sub fever. The rest of the pilots in the simulation room are probably because of the madness."

This is why there was no excuse.

I nodded and asked.

"Who is the faction that has repaid him?"

"I think you already know. It's the faction that's worried about the enemy."

A faction worried about the enemy.

I'm not a Ho. I'm talking about the Lady of the Scream.

I would also like to consider the walk of the Grim Woman, but that was not important at the moment.

"Are you going to tell the Dragon Clan who I am?"

My question was shaking my head.

"I don't intend to reveal your identity. To a sub fever. Instead."

The eyes of the solvent gun glowed.

Perhaps to say this, I've done my best to reasonably understand who I am.

"Next time, put me in. It's imperative."

I assumed half the time, but you did.

It looks like the new teasing of the solvent has added to the observation and behavior of the Red Wall Gang.

I nodded and the gun made a very refreshing, ecstatic face.

"Good luck in the future, Red Wall Bar."

I want you to stop calling it that word.

My feelings toward the dormitory were subtle, separated from the solvents.

'It's not bad to be able to move with a gun.'

A Solvent that resembles the leader of the Dragon Dragon Clan.

If you move with him, the number you can leave will increase to a large width.

'It's still a long way to go, but' Dragon Bow Collapse ',' Dragon Goddess' scenario. If you have a proposition, you can twist the story or do something that wasn't there. '

Cantonese are good skills, and they are a useful tool for extraordinary reasoning and perseverance if you are interested.

'I thought I might find out if it was a utility, but I can't believe you found me so fast.'

The Red Wall Bar is also a goddess.

The only thing that we know about this is the current use.

'You know that the Crow Mask is a country. You know Emperor Ho, Red Ho, Octo Yeon, Hong Gyu Bin, and Baek Hye-don.'

Either I reveal it myself, or I show you the crow mask.

I found out that there was very little contact with Jo God.

'There was also the Baek Ho Army.'

I wore a crow mask during the birthday bread incident and changed my appearance to Guangwoom.

The Baek Ho Army, who suddenly appeared, saw me and called me "the God of Courage."

'There was something for the Baek Ho Army.'

I have yet to retrieve the device code of the Baek Ho Army, which has no record of sending or receiving messages.

'May I speak freely?'

Thinking about the nature of the Baek Ho army, you would rather hate to spend time with unnecessary greetings.

I threw it from the bottom.

[B] I want to hear the voice of the Complementary Gold Clan. Help me.

The Baek Ho Army's Mine seems to summon a weapon.

Although not described in detail in the game, there was also a scene that seemed to connect with his mourner, the White Child.

I thought I knew something.

[Baek Ho Army] Got it.

[Beak Ho Army] There is a condition.

The answer came right away.

It was a surprise to meet the conditions, but...

[Baek Ho Army] Leave chess with me.

I had unexpected conditions.

Ends