Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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Nwanggu Regional Office of the Holy See, Member of Parliament.

A bookcafe-like space where locals can comfortably bring complaints.

The most prominent was the glass wall that was left behind by the patron of the Holy Nation, the supporter of Post-it.

Beyond that wall, the local councillors were looking to the Holy See to greet the visiting citizens.

"Senator, you come here a lot these days. Eun Gwang-gu's office didn't come very well."

"Yes. I think you've cut back on the frequency of the subversive attacks more than last year."

"Didn't Moo-young write an autograph when he ran three days in a row?"

"Oh, that. I went right before the real apostle repaired."

On the other hand, the Holy Testament hears the stories of all citizens smiling beyond the glass wall.

It was not as warm as the 'State Pair', which occupied the largest contributor position in the myriad successive attacks and single-handedly defeated the Siege of Parliament.

"Ah, did you reconcile with Mr. Moo-young? You said you fought again during the last attack."

"Yes, I think you've made up your mind, because you're not hurt this time."

Soon after speaking with all the citizens, the Holy Spirit opened the glass door and came in, and the aides greeted him.

"Hello, Senator."

"Welcome, Senator."

In the meantime, the Holy See is on the phone with Earrings.

He shook his hand and replied to the aide's greeting in a mouth-shaped manner only, and immediately entered his private office.

Shhh.

The Holy See asked the other person for a few minutes after the automatic door was closed.

How many times does the other person worry about the Holy See? The Holy See said that my body is fine, and there is no problem with my health.

"· · · · · Yes, we'll get back to you."

In front of the Holy See after a long call.

His chief advisor and bodyguard, as well as a junior at the same school, were waiting for him.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"I'm fine. Which one did you speak to?"

"The Great Hero's Iron Arm Song Man-Seok."

"Ah, congressman, you were close to your grandfather."

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

The Holy Nation that killed my grandfather before I was born.

Song Manseok treated the Holy Nation like a protégé.

The Holy Testament that reminds me of my childhood and makes me smile like a child.

The expression did not match the Holy See, but the Executive Director gave a good score.

'I think if you take a photo and make it public, your support will go up.'

Maybe it will be available for the next general election.

With that in mind, the Executive Director handed out a pile of documents.

"The silver commercials you requested. They've all been printed on paper."

"Yes, well done."

"You have more than four requests for silver ads this month. You may protest on the silver side."

"Hahaha! Do it or not."

The Holy See laughed pleasantly, but there was a day in the eye to check the documents.

Silver commercials with factions among the board of directors and foundation staff.

Is it because the Holy Nation does not believe in the faction and its descendants?

After the Hallucination Gate exploded, the Holy See used to check the statistics of silver advertising.

'I think there's something you haven't told me either. · · · · · I'll tell you one day.'

Holy See that checked all documents in a short period of time.

I put a pile of paperwork in the shredder to make sure I didn't find any star anomalies.

"Tomorrow evening's schedule is empty, isn't it? Let's go eat with Junior. Siwan will come, too."

"If you are a junior, are you referring to an anonymous supernova?"

"Yes. We should buy food for the juniors who suffer among the factions and descendants."

The Holy See said, staring at a silver advertisement that looked far out the window.

"I have a favor to ask of you."

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This world after the subversive conflict.

Though my world and concepts were a little different, there was a religion.

Because there is a god called the higher being. '

Most of the parent beings allowed paganism after the conflict, with implicit consensus.

However, cult organizations borrowing my name and authority to do business were thoroughly excluded.

After the clashes, the fanatics went to war with the cult several times. '

Cultists have won numerous holy wars thanks to the blessing of their higher beings and the support of their factions.

Still, there was a fearless cult.

Because of this, the phrase 'Do you know the degree' used by cult, multilevel merchant, and general merchant in the world I was in is written here as well.

As famous as the phrase, open Guru, who knew the words of the blind money, stumbled upon the horse.

"Dora! Oh, I'm not like that!"

Open Guru interfaces and laughs.

You probably realize how suspicious you are.

'Early in the morning, I caught a high school student in the middle of the morning, and the energy was clear, so there's no way I wouldn't be suspicious.'

I was thinking about calling a silver ad security team or a neighbourhood teacher.

"What's going on! Stay away from the students!"

I heard a rumbling voice.

2nd Grade Margin of the Leading Department.

Unilaterally, it was a playable character who was burning down rival rituals.

"Hey, Margin Winner, who's calling you?"

"Student council. Your brother might have a fever."

"The lead is in charge of the gateway, so I contacted him."

"Oh, what did he say. Let's call the student council now."

"Call now. Summon the Red Dragon!"

Margin has been robbed several times against the fever because she's already famous in the first grade.

Margin wins were reputation and popularity.

Still, it was good for my playable character to care about the outdoors and do what I had to do.

There's a sermon between the open Guru and the Margin Winner, and you can see when the middle-climbing money is going to explode.

"Promotion, what are you doing?"

The person wearing the student council badge appeared.

But he wasn't the person the students expected.

"Huh? What about Senior Hong Dragon?"

"I didn't have one."

"The summoning of the Red Dragon failed."

It was the outline of a homeless face that would look like a teacher, if not just a uniform.

Margin said to the Kwon Gyeong-dong with a fitting on her neck.

"He can't pay for the night, he's grabbing a freshman and spreading his cult. Let's drag him away!"

"What does Innum say! I don't believe in God!"

Even if you're a few times older than the Open Guru, you can't pay for it.

I've been greeted by the Kwon Gyeong-dong who recognized the Open Guru.

"Uh, Grandpa Tak. Hi, what's going on here?"

"What! I don't know how old you are with your father!"

"That's what my father called me."

"Mr. Kwon!"

The open Guru grinds it unavoidably, but eventually persuades the outlying provinces to take a step.

An open Guru, who looks back with his eyes full of foolishness, shouts.

"Do you have a business card? Get in touch, okay?"

"Grandpa, let's go."

Blind money that sighs while looking at the open Guru who is drawn to the margin and the outskirts.

"Are you okay?"

"· · · · ·"

A blind man with a face whose soul has disappeared despite my question.

I was wondering if I could stop by the store and feed something before I went to class.

"Uh, it's already cleared up. Grandpa's gone."

It was Joo Soo-hyuk who talked to me.

"Hey, what the hell is that? Come to school."

"Grandpa Tak is in the position of silver advertising honorary teacher. You must have been granted permission to go in and out all the time."

"Honorary teacher? What's that again?"

"It's a little long to explain."

Joo Soo-hyuk briefly recited Tak Guru's career.

An open Guru who culminated in all the players of the Bare Hands Martial Arts Competition in his 20s.

Due to the absurd water monopoly of one player, it was possible to reduce or abolish the player sector.

It is said that he has given such a career from silver advertising to honorary teaching.

'That Guru had a career like that!'

At this point in time, players were generally prohibited from competing in sports competitions, and there were not many competitions with separate players.

This situation may not be the only cause of the open Guru, but the fact that the open Guru is great has not changed.

"I don't have one disciple yet, but I think Hyodon liked it."

"That's how gross they are, so there's no disciple."

"Hahaha, is that so?"

The absence of a disciple from an open Guru with such a career is because his eyes are high.

After listening to the story, Tak Guru once suggested that Su-hyuk be a disciple too.

Su-hyuk, who had already learned a double sword from the Kwon assassin, refused.

'If you don't get enough money from the main revolution, you won't have a castle.'

Those who are still in line asking to be accepted as disciples will be overflowing with Guru.

As he was treated as a cult thief by that scoundrel, he also threw his pride and hanged himself.

He nods at the high gaze of an open Guru.

"Silver Advertising Teachers are good, but they need a special education to keep their skills alive. '

Even in the game, the process of acquiring derivatives of blind money was very difficult.

At that time, I had to spend a lot of time repeating my personal training and go through a lot of trial and error.

'If you use the game's method, you won't be able to acquire the Derivative Skill even if you become a senior. Even though you don't have any derivatives skills, you might want to get them if you think about future events.'

If you have a teacher who is about to be an open Guru, you can reduce your time and effort significantly.

The problem is the willingness of blind money.

"I guess Grandpa was a little nervous because he didn't have any pupils for a long time. You're not a bad guy, so think about it."

"· · · · · Yes."

Fortunately, the words of Joo Soo-hyuk seemed to have changed his mind a bit positively.

I think I'm still a little shaky.

As soon as he entered the first grade 0th grade classroom, he suffered questioning and aggression.

Rumor has it that Wen Guru has been offered a cult.

"Hyodon, not the cult!"

"That's right. Especially where you name the top notorious being! The Jinns may come to kill you!"

"Yes! They say there are higher ranks that curse through factions!"

"Hahahaha!"

When Kim Yuri, Kwon Lena, and Thanksgiving raised their fever, Wang Hyeong-don again heard about it with the face of his lost soul.

Knowing the identity of Tak Guru, Emperor laughed excitedly beside him.

"I would do the same if there was someone who was bragging in a new prison or doing business in the name of the gods."

Hwang Ji-ho mutters with a low voice.

I don't think I need to worry about the cult in Eun Gwang-gu.

"You're still eating today."

When I sat down, Emperor Ho checked to see if he still had the tasteless elixir today.

I don't know how, but I'm guessing there will be a remnant of a special bipolar wave because it's a Knox elixir.

'I'm not tired, after all.'

Yesterday I had such a rough conversation with the Baek Ho Army.

The elixir is as effective as it is tasteless, but it is more effective.

"Wonder how the elixir works? Once you're done eating, you'll naturally know, but I can let you know right now."

The Emperor blinks and bites, but hits the iron wall.

"No, I'm not curious."

In my words, Emperor Ho had a grumpy face.

Han accidentally saw the face.

"I think Huangji-ho is having a bad idea again."

"That son of a bitch again."

Hwang Ji Ho's reputation seemed to be improving smoothly.

After school.

General Assembly Hall, Newspaper Department.

There were tons of boxes piled up inside the insolvency.

"I got two magazines for you today!"

"Oh, the appendix is the same."

"Yes. Otherwise, you don't know what the second-grade zero-ranking warriors will do."

He and his deputy looked at the distant mountains and said,

In addition to magazines, these boxes weigh heavily thanks to their photo books, posters and sticker sets, and hardcover storage boxes.

As they were clearing the box, one of them asked.

"· · · · · But isn't this too much? I think it's over 100 volumes."

"0 and a half kids are going to pay all the bills, so I asked them to pick three books per person."

"Yes?"

"For viewing, for wardrobe, for prepaid expenses. He needs three of them."

The majesty of the genuine fans was different.

"I've picked more just in case I don't have enough. It costs zero and a half kids anyway. Hahaha · · · · ·. I picked up my stash."

The deputy commander was also a brothel.

Dorm room.

I thought of a brother-in-law.

'It's time to stop overtime.'

I wrote a message.

[I] Hello, Team Leader Hong Gyubin. Are you busy right now?

The message was read immediately, but it took some time for the answer to arrive.

[Hong Gyu Bin] · · · · ·.

[Hongyubin] You seem to know the timing of the end of my feast.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Yes. What's going on? I'm turning the car around. Why don't you go back to the association?

Hongyubin was the one who put everything down.

I took a picture of the extra zebra girl magazine that I asked the commander to take.

[I] I want to give you this. If you're busy, would you like to mail it?

The answer began to fly at a tremendous speed as the message was sent.

[Hongyubin] What do you mean, Gossip. I'm not busy or tired at all.

[Hong Gyu Bin] Thank you for contacting me. Let's meet now! I want something to eat. Just say the word. I'll buy you everything. Or do you have something you want? There are about three VIP floors you can go without booking right now. Oh, I think I'll see you first. Come to the front door of the school!

When I was preparing to leave, an additional message arrived.

[Hongyubin] Oh, can I get three copies of that magazine?

Do you need more than three copies of Hong Gyu Frequency for viewing, for wardrobe, and for prepaid expenses?

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