Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

A silver ad that brings together the best and best funders in South Korea.

Many students and faculty have strong and unique talents.

There was a lot of talk in this prestigious book.

There are cases where the substance was nothing but bullying, like the Red Lightning of the Red Flag or the disappearance of an illiterate student. '

The truth of numerous rumors remained largely anonymous and was floating around the silver advertising campus.

'An informant of Moon Sae class determined and investigated it may reveal its identity.'

However, the curiosity of all sorts of things is frightening, and no one usually tries to dig into it.

The article in the newspaper only introduced the current story of silver advertising.

"Even when I was in school, there was a lot of talk. Some of them were constantly bothered, but they still seem to be rumoring."

The Holy See has developed a hologram of the device.

What was in the hologram was a silver advertisement bullying article I wrote.

An article featuring numerous tales.

Among them, highlighted jokes were visible.

[The student council and the leader make a secret association and sacrifice the wild beast for a mysterious ceremony.]

[On a moonless night, all the hiking trails of the Cheyeok Mountains lead to the noble gate.]

'What do you mean by these two rumors?'

Seongxiwan, sitting next to me, looked at the hologram and said a word.

"Oh, I've heard two of these before! You didn't tell me. If my brother told me, I would have found out."

"Hahaha! Yes, Siwan and I have faith. Why don't you two find out together?"

The question of the words of the Holy See has grown ever greater.

'What is your intention? This tale is not a sudden thing. It's a tale I've heard before.'

Holy tongue that asks strange questions for high school students.

That wasn't the only thing that was weird.

An executive who sits next to the Holy Nation and watches the situation with no expression.

It is not unusual for him to be silent with a pale presence.

But it is.

'The executive is not drying up. Why?'

Neither the Holy See nor the Executive Council were my playable characters.

I had some idea of the nature of the two.

When the Holy See said nonsense, it was normal for the Executive Council to pave the way.

It was strange that the Holy See, a member of parliament, did not stop him from arresting his junior and cousin and asking them to investigate the bullying.

'These two want me and Sung Siwan to investigate the tale.'

It concluded so.

I didn't even know what these jokes meant.

'These two never moved meaninglessly until they died. I don't want to get in the way of two people's plans.'

It would be better to cooperate quickly and gain trust.

You may know their intentions during the investigation.

"Yes, I'll look into it."

"Me, too. I didn't know you were interested in bullying."

After what I said, when Sung Siwan found out, he looked at us with a satisfied face.

And I added a word.

"Instead, there are conditions."

"Condition?"

"It doesn't matter if you borrow power from factions or descendants, but you shouldn't let them pay attention to this tale."

It seems okay to gather information using factions or descendants.

That's what the context omits.

"Oh, the student council had descendants of the Yong clan. I know that if Joon Fever misattracts you, you will die for the Lord of Crimson Flame, hahaha!"

A good man, Sung Siwan, seemed to have no doubts at all about the words of his esteemed cousin.

'The Holy Nation does not believe in the faction or progeny.'

And the last time I tried to make sure I was genuine or descended.

It is clear that there is a deep-rooted mistrust of the Holy Nation.

It would be nice to know why he doesn't trust the faction in this bullying investigation.

* * *

My dorm room back from dinner.

I investigated the bullying investigation, but I have one task to address.

'· · · · · I shared it with half the children today, but there is still a lot left.'

Bunny bun bun bun gift set boxes stacked in the living room.

All three of us are going to eat bread.

'It would be hard to eat alone.'

First of all, I got rid of all the baked goods that Octoyeon likes.

Repair takeout, Repair takeout peel, Repair takeout noodles, Different peculiar noodles.

I thought it would take longer to eat all this because there was more bread that had been repaired.

'Let's eat and leave the impression because we also like octo. Even if you can't eat it all, you have to show some kindness.'

I decided to give the rest of the bread.

'The first thing that comes to mind.'

Of course it was a snare.

When I saw a white section with a cherry blossom-shaped flower, I remembered the snail.

Even if the snail hasn't forgiven me yet, I wanted to give you a gift.

What if I don't take it? What if I don't like bread? And what if I get more angry? '

Concerns spilled, but after long deliberations, I decided to give you a gift.

I picked the best packed boxes and decided it was for the snail.

The next thing that came to mind was the Baek Ho Army.

'I also want to thank the Baek Ho Army.'

The Baek Ho army advised me about the complementary gold faction at the Training Hall.

Not only did I give advice, but I also helped myself build my skills.

'I don't have any opponents in the tournament, I'm tired of playing chess, but I'm a little upset.'

There were so many names that came to mind after the White Guard and Bum's gift had been set.

After that, I remembered Yooseong-hee who saved the enemy.

In the game, the portrayal of Yooseong-hee liking fruit came to mind.

'After Yooseong-hoon died, he didn't eat the food himself well. In the game, Dawon Woo always had a fruit gift set in the student council room.'

I left out a box of chopped rice cakes and raw fruit cakes that she might like.

'Who will I give you next? · · · ·.'

Joo Soo-hyuk, who guided me aboard the Kimopolea.

Jang Nam Wook, who died because he failed to play in the ship's party.

After suffering from seasickness and family circumstances.

Park Seung Hyun didn't meet in the final of the Achilles Chess Contest.

A second-grader 0-and-a-half-day cheerleader who showed up at the chess tournament.

Sung Siwan takes care of my share every time there is a snack left in the Ji Ik Association.

When I looked at the person who would give the bunny bread in the sense of gratitude or encouragement, the box was quickly reduced.

'All that's left is to share it with my class and newspaper people.'

When you finish your day like that and try to fall asleep earlier than usual.

Ding-dong.

A message has arrived at the device.

The sender was Kim Yuri.

[Kim Yu] (photo)

[Kim Yu] These are the pictures I took today! We just finished calibrating!

Group photo taken of me and Ming Green.

A cooking class that continued after we left.

Photo taken before dinner.

Kim Yuri's message contained several pictures of the 0 and a half children.

Among them, the march of the Emperor was also marked.

'What the hell were you thinking?'

Photos of children cooking dinner with their own dishes.

With lasagna, spaghetti, and meatball plates visible, Huangjiho was holding a fresh line.

'· · · · · Still, it suits the taste of the children.'

When I saw the next picture, I was the first to get excited about the new route.

In particular, it was noticeable that Han was decomposing and eating well.

'Hahahaha!' It was a picture that sounded like laughter.

[Kim Yu] Let's have dinner next time.

[Kim Yuri] I'll take Macaron for breakfast! I'll see you tomorrow.

Kim Yuri has attached a photograph of Macaron made as a dessert at the end of the message.

I didn't feel anything unusual in the sticky messages.

I could only see the face of a good captain who acted brightly as usual and took care of other children.

'You must be very anxious.'

But I was uncomfortable thinking of her when I was sitting in a house where no one was alone right now.

* * *

I'm finishing all my weekdays.

It was Saturday that I decided to visit the eternal lake team building.

Yangcheon-gu, Shenwal-dong, Seoul Lake Park.

On the other side of the central lake there was a building covered in blue transitional metal.

"Wow! The lake, the buildings are all beautiful!"

"You should take a picture!"

"That's the eternal lake team building, isn't it?"

"I want to go fast!"

"Oh, wait a minute."

Last night, Zhejiang left a message to contact him first when he arrived in front of the central lake.

I asked the children for their understanding and sent a message.

[I] arrived in front of the lake. I'll send you a message when I get to the front of the team building.

Ding-dong.

The answer came right away.

[Proprietor] No, don't come.

The author suddenly made a strange sound.

Don't come?

I don't think we should take the kids back.

'Voulena will be disappointed.'

Don't you want to see your niece?

Or do you have any reason not to see your nephew?

Another message arrived to me, roughly dazed.

[Proprietor] Stand there now.

What does this mean?

The author had a knack for making people dumb with just a few letters.

"Hmm."

At that time, the Emperor glanced at the sky once and looked at the lake once.

It was ominous to see this man who began to shine his eyes.

Paaaa-!

A landscape that suddenly turns dark.

I looked around, and there was a powerful bipolar wave of color surrounding the entire lake park.

"Uh, uh. What is it?"

"Yingyup?!"

Jarod Lee stands at the source of power.

He was developing extensive abilities to cover the sky.

This is the power of Jarod Lee, scouted in "The Oath of the Three Knights" in his teens! '

When Seoul Lake Park went dark, a spotlight lit up somewhere.

Intense light of Par 'light, blue light emitted by Intelligent Light.

The place where the lights were directed was the centre of the central lake.

"There's someone there."

"Your Highness?!"

"Wow! He's standing on the water!"

"Are you using your skills now? Or the effect of blessing? Or is that a madness?!"

"What the hell is going on?"

A central lake of about 18,000 square metres equipped with forty sound fountains.

On a lake where the background and lighting turned stage-like.

In the middle of it stood the author in a blue mermaid line dress.

She closes her eyes and draws a bow over the prefecture of the violin.

Saaaa-

A tune that spreads throughout the park according to her play.

In response to that tone, the sound fountain began to run in unison.

The children who had just been buzzing were overwhelmed by the sound and shut their mouths.

'It's even cooler than I heard the other day!'

When the song went through the middle of the year, the author took a step up the lake.

As she walked, the flow of the bifurcated waves changed and the particles of light spread.

"Guangwoom."

Gwangwoom of Authority 'Sleeping long ( )'.

The madness that made the lake and made the miracle at the time of the Manchester Great Depression.

It was an abstract, powerful fraudulent ability to sing in response to her performance and talent.

I was using that huge fantasy to create a performance.

'My nephew and her friends came to visit for a long time, so I prepared a gift.'

It was the first time that Jared Lee had used his abilities and watched this huge waste of wilderness and talent live.

'I've done this before, but no one has stopped me.'

Rather, the performers seemed to be supporting the author with all their might.

At the end of the play, the night disappeared and the light returned to the lake.

It was literally a dream time.

'It was a great play, but it was a bit harsh. I don't think the kids think it's weird.'

It's Huangzhou.

What if other kids, especially Kwon Lena, find it odd?

Hotch, my worries are over.

"What the hell, it's too, too cool! I should have shot it with a device camera! You're the boss!"

Children who are still sober when they're done playing.

In the meantime, Kwon Lena said in a heartfelt voice.

In the eyes of authoritarian fans, this kind of ride is just cool and authoritarian.

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