Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

"Me and Chess"? '

It was an absurd condition.

In fact, it was unexpected that the Baek Ho Army would play chess and apply to the Great Lakes.

'I heard that I won an in-school chess competition and wanted to try it out.'

It wasn't like Baek Ho Gun, either.

'I'm not far away yet!'

I can't believe you don't understand the behavior of the main playable character on the subject of Plumago's rotten, petroleum self-portrait.

I sent a message that I knew that I had to be more honest in the future.

Ding-dong.

Baek Ho's reply arrived right away.

The message contained one coordinate.

"Let's go."

Silver Advertising Landscape Area.

More than half of the lake roads around the brook were in the central zone, but some were in landscaped areas.

Poor accessibility and far from amenities.

Not a single person was seen in the landscaped area seen on the airboard.

Parsac.

When the airboard stopped, someone appeared as if they were waiting.

A backhoe dressed in an Oxford shirt with black feet.

At some point, I was only being seen as a human being.

"Follow me."

After saying that, the Baek Ho Army began to walk ahead.

Quiet landscaped lake path.

Me and the Baek Ho army roar through the mist of the lake.

'This is the lake fog that appears in the tiger's tale.'

Regardless of season, weather, or temperature, tigers are always foggy in some areas.

Because of this, various rumors were made, but the identity of the lake mist was the shield of the 'wall pathogen' that the Baek Ho army struck.

'I don't know why it is the shield of the wall that eradicates demons during many shields.'

A wall that means to stop the energy that has been spilled and eradicate it.

From the past, if it was the shield that Baek Ho personally struck, also known as the relic of the wall, along with the Blue Dragon, it would mean something else.

'It has something to do with the Tiger Bullying.'

As I walked with a thought, the fog became darker.

When the back of the Baek Ho Army was blurred.

Paaah!

In the hands of the Baek Ho Army, the White Child of Poundchamfers was summoned.

Your hair is getting whiter and whiter as you open up your power using the wilderness.

Spatula.

A door opens through the fog as the Baek Ho Army wields the white child of the Poundchamfer.

The space except for the door was barely visible because it was buried in the fog, but the plaque on the door was visible.

Ginseng coffin.

It was exclusively for the Baek Ho Army inside the Silver Ad.

'I can't believe you came to the Training Hall.'

Even in the game, I didn't think Baek Ho Army would come because it was a place where I was training alone.

Pinch.

Through the white tree corridor of the silver coffin, the innermost door is opened.

On a dome-like ceiling, the sky of stars is spread out.

'It's the western seven.'

Constellations of East Asia, twenty-eight.

Seven of them belong to the Western Baek Ho Seven.

Sioux ( ), Rousseau ( ), Stomach ( ), Tombstone ( ), Embroidery ( ), Trident ( ).

The seven constellations were drawn with wings, drawing a different form from the tiger on the ground.

'I've only seen that one time in the game.'

Just before the end.

Seven constellations and a meteor cluster that looked beyond the smartphone screen.

The figure of the Baek Ho army flying on the back of the sky is still vivid.

"Cousin, listen to the weapon."

Paa-

While I was looking up at the ceiling, the Baek Ho Army sat across from me.

'You put up the output!'

Baek Ho's mourning added white light.

A white child who breaks the wall's shield and stays sharper than when he enters the treasury.

The end of the white man was facing me.

"You must not borrow the power of others."

The Baek Ho Army said it was like piercing through the identity of the player's trajectory.

I grabbed the complementary gold wave out of the item window without triggering the madness, according to Baek Ho Army.

Saaaa!

At the same time as holding the complementary golden wave, my back became creepy.

Before the accident followed, I moved my hands without knowing.

Kaaang-!

The blade of the White Child and the Complementary Gold Wave hit each other.

My hands with complementary gold waves flirted.

The Baek Ho Army held a white child with one hand.

'Is this what you swung with one hand?'

My overall stat level has risen smoothly and is now 20.

The level of use of all things is 4.

On the other hand, the overall stat level of the Backhoe Army is 55.

Sword level is 10.

The Baek Ho Army held the Great Sword with one hand to hold its own handicap, but it could not be the opponent.

"Focus."

The Baek Ho Army looks down at me with its bare eyes.

"You have a lot to do, a lot to do."

Ka 'ang!

The Baek Ho Army swung its arms very lightly, but I flew away with the weapon.

If I was troubled, I would have missed the complementary gold wave or almost got the ball.

'The level car is too big. No opponents!'

Though I thought about what number to leave, there were few defeats available due to the limited use of mining.

It reminds me of the 'Fate of Unknown' item that I have never used before, but it doesn't seem to mean much to me right now.

"Gwangwoom is restricted to one day use. Maybe one day something like this will happen. This is how powerless it is when you meet a robber sealed by a wilderness. '

My playable character is so strong.

I was so proud, but now I'm more angry than ever.

The Baek Ho Army encouraged me.

"You don't seem to have enough power to accomplish all of them."

The Baek Ho Army swung the white child again.

The field of view was whitened and an iron sound exploded from the complementary golden wave.

Kaaang!

It burns like the palm of a hand.

Baek Ho Army's white boy turned to me again before Jiing, Ringing and even churning.

Once, twice.

The wind pressure that flows out of the white leaves the field of vision distorted.

'How can this battle help you to hear the voice of the weapon?'

The screening spilled again before even considering it.

If I wasn't sure the Baek Ho Army wouldn't hurt me, I would have run away with a fantasy or an item.

Ka-ang! Ka-ang!

I read the attack pattern of the Baek Ho Army to speed up the response somewhat, but the one-sided workshop situation has not improved.

'I have to ask for a hint too!'

But the words didn't come out.

The mouth didn't fall strangely.

I asked you to help me hear the voice of the weapon, but I felt lost in the struggle for help.

I've never been so obsessed with winning or losing a fight except for chess. '

When you're trying to stop the white boy in the White Tiger Army.

"Huh?"

It seemed like the warmth had calmed on the face of the Baek Ho Army.

Papod!

The Baek Ho army bites the white child first and jumps a few steps back.

The Baek Ho Army opened their mouths while still aiming for the white child.

"Think of the occasion when you received the 'tinnitus'."

My tinnitus?

I'm not talking about the word, it's the supernova of anonymity.

'A meter named Anonymous Supernova · · · ·.'

Admissibility test Article 13.

Dark gym.

Enemies of the Ung clan.

Team play with Yoohyun and Jang Nam Wook.

Fear I felt when I faced Enemies close by.

A weapon of insignificant rarity that ended the situation.

When I got there, I had a flashing thought.

"Skill!"

There was a notion of proficiency in the form of weapons in this world.

When I was 100% skilled, I used to increase rarity and have extra special effects.

'If you change the owner of the weapon, your skill level will be reset. The skill level of low-temperature hunting may have been quite high, but I am zero!'

And the quickest way to increase your skill level is to deal with enemies with big differences.

The risk is greater, but the proficiency gained is also greater.

"I think I found the answer."

I thought I knew why the Baek Ho Army was wiggling white babies like this.

Moderately skilled would have risen very slowly.

'I didn't even think about proficiency. Everything is a separate matter of skill and skill.'

If the skill of using all things could solve the problem of proficiency, there was nothing to do about it on the day of the physical exam.

'If it had been, you wouldn't have had to jump into Enemies in the face of death or serious injury that day.'

I was sealed from the wilderness that day, but I was able to use all my skills.

I felt lighter with my hands holding the Complementary Gold Wave.

I raised my hand and blew the island to the Baek Ho army.

Kaaang!

The Baek Ho army enters the defensive position for the first time.

"Yes, thank you."

It was also a pity to be so speechless and to give a hint.

I still don't understand chess.

The dormitory room that came back after the battle with the Baek Ho Army.

Upon accessing the updated information of the Complementary Tribunal, he had improved his skills.

It is a virtue that the White Hoe Army did not reap a hundred children until I reached my physical limit.

'That was a bit harsh.'

I offered to play chess after the game.

However, the Baek Ho Army refused decisively.

[Even you and the Great Kingdom are meaningless now.]

'· · · · · · · Health has fallen, but it would be better than a cheesy knight.'

And he was unilaterally beaten in a series.

Angry.

I was grateful but indignant for helping to improve the skills of the Complementary Guild and for giving me advice on the voice of the weapon.

'You have to practice chess before you play with the Baek Ho Army.'

I fell asleep recalling the names of those who applied to me.

The next day, morning.

The first day of school in my lower body.

'Yesterday, Su-hyuk and Andaine were wearing underwear. The number of children in the lower body has increased.'

The landscape of the back road has changed greatly.

There are many people who are enthusiastic and opposed to Su-hyuk and Andaine, so my guess is not so wrong.

The device was turned on and headed to the classroom reading a major newspaper article.

I heard a loud buzzing sound as I approached the central building in the first grade district.

What is it?

First grade 0th grade entrance.

People were more crowded than usual.

'What's going on?'

As I approached, I heard a voice among the crowd.

"So, the student's energy is clear, clean, and clean."

It was a voice I had heard somewhere.

Joo Soo-hyuk's teacher, a friend of the Kwon assassin, was an open Guru.

A turban talking about the theory of utilizing bipolar waves that I've heard a few times in class.

But the shape-shift was close to cult.

"What did the deputy commander say?" "

This was a voice I knew for sure.

Mr. Tranquil Blind Money.

It seemed to have been caught in a strange uproar since morning.

"Oh, right!"

When I heard the words of the Open Guru, my soul disappeared and I said a word.

"I don't believe it either."

I remembered my advice well.

* * *

Quabang!

The one who heard the report of the Butterfly Spirit emitted a bipolar wave.

"Where the fuck is that fucking pig doing?"

A failed assassination plan for an unknown reason.

Lost pursuit before checking causality.

His anger and confusion reached the pole.

"Fail the mission he gave you, and hide yourself?! I'm not afraid."

Meanwhile, a butterfly spirit who reaped the body from the realm's boundaries and avoided bipolar waves and pieces of furniture.

When his recklessness stopped, the butterfly made him feel real again and begged him to sweeten his voice.

"Before I concealed myself, there was a trace of contacting my subordinates, which is strange."

"Hmph! You're a pig with a butt. Maybe one of your men knew it was in your hands and hid it."

Seeing him nervous, the butterfly covers his mouth with his toes.

The uncovered face of the butterfly had little sadness, but the lips behind the collar were curved.

"I'll check again. I'm sorry it didn't help."

He asked if he felt somewhat depressed by the polite attitude and voice of the Butterfly Spirit.

"What is the order he gave you?"

The butterfly smiled bitterly and replied in a very happy voice.

"It's going smoothly. Thank you for your concern. I'll do it. What about the sacrifices? Do you have anything I can do for you?"

"My side is fine. You find the pig."

After saying that, he raised his body and headed out of the room.

The butterfly, who looked behind him, closed his eyes with a smile on his mouth.

"Huhu, it's called a sacrifice."

The butterfly murmurs like that and sits alone in the dark for a long time, submerged in thought.

Ends