"I've never seen a white horse in real life. I want to draw."

Mingreen said the admiration was peaceful.

The cause of the air taxi's sudden stopover seems to be related to those three white horses, but they're probably the ones who didn't show any hostility over here.

On the other hand, Song Dae-Seok gave a stiff voice to his thoughts.

"Three white horses? No way."

"What's wrong, marble?"

"What's the coordinates here?"

When I manipulated the panel sitting near the driver's seat, the navigation screen came up holographically.

The current air taxi stop is near Garlic Mountain, which is occupied by Hong Kyung-wook.

Exactly the head of the Hongcheon Army was Sammachi.

When I saw the name Sammachi, I remembered something too.

'Is it related to the legend of the Three White Horses, Sammachi Head of Oyster Mountain?'

The legend of Sammachi in Omsan.

A long time ago, it was prophesied that five longevity men would be born in this region.

However, when these five longevity men were born, there was a rumor that they would be plagued, and the villagers decided to cut off the mountain range and stop the birth of the longevity men.

When the crowd pierced the ridge with iron spears and poured molten copper, the dark red blood soared and five cries were heard for days.

By the time the cry stops, the three white horses that had suddenly appeared and watched him disappear.

The mountain, which emitted five cries, was called the Oyster Mountain, and the head where the three white horses disappeared was called the Sammach.

'I remember it was a legend that caught my heart.'

Usually, revelation and prophecy make longevity a way, and they become heroes in history.

However, those who embraced the birth of the five longevity men as an omen were able to sever their veins.

'If it had been really lame, the white horse wouldn't have disappeared.'

From ancient times, the white horse was treated as an errand boy, a relic, a symbol of the road, and a sacred animal that came down from heaven without covering the East and West.

In traditional weddings, the bridegroom also travels on a white horse that symbolizes the sun and the wall.

'Even the villagers seem to have noticed that something went wrong lately.'

When you see the name Omma Mountain, Sammachi, as if you were trying to appease yourself, even the villagers who cut the veins realized it.

Whii.

The three white horses, who heard a marble near the sound of the wind, began to run towards the mountains.

"Uh, I'm gone."

"There is no horse ranch near here. There can't be white horses in the wild."

Song Dae-Stone murmured with a complicated face.

He must have known the area better.

Wieing!

When the three white horses disappeared, the air taxi began to move again.

"Marble, why did you do that? Anything unusual?"

"The area where the air taxi stopped earlier is called the Om Mountain area."

Mingreen asked, Song Dae-Stone told me about the legend of Sammach of Oyster Mountain.

At the end of Song Dae-Stone's words, Mingreen nodded.

"That's why there might be great players out here. Maybe it's been a lot of years since the quadriceps came to life."

"Great player?"

"Song Man-seok's grandfather and my master are from here."

I heard Song Manseok and Hong Kyung-wook are old friends, but they were from Trend.

There was something that came to mind in Mingreen's words.

'Even if the vein breaks, as Mingreen said, there is a possibility that one day you will be resurrected unless you die completely.'

The evidence also shows that the ridges of Mount Cheyeok are alive and our snares are healthier.

It became bloody in legend.

Nowadays, the recordings are incomparable from any mountain.

'It's still hypothetical, but maybe the jigsaw has resurrected and those five heroes have begun to appear.'

Mingreen's words continued.

I'm more interested in the idea that Master might be a hero in the legend.

"Then there's only two of you. Wouldn't there be three more?"

"There's another very good player from the area."

"He's famous?"

"No, it's not famous. I don't really like being in the press. When you become a celebrity, you make a lot of money."

I don't know who you are, but rather someone with a very realistic mindset.

"Who is it?"

"· · · · · ·."

Song Dae-Seok didn't answer my question.

At that time, Ming Green also wondered.

"Let me know, marble. Who else is an outstanding player from Hong Cheon?"

"Principal Silver Advertising."

He immediately answered Mingreen's question.

Although discrimination was a bit of a crush, the attitude of my playable character who cared about his friends was very favorable.

"And the Principal of Silver Advertising? '

The principal who made the secret stamp underground?

I was thinking about it as a nerd collecting books and rare books by robbing me of my budget and my savings.

It was unlikely that the principal would be an ordinary player for a long time in silver advertising.

'Great Hero Iron Arm Song Mangstone, Hong Kyung-wear White, Principal of Silver Advertising. There may not only be three outstanding players from here.'

There was another person who came to mind.

'Sung Siwan came to Hong Cheon to investigate his grandfather's library. In other words, Sung Siwan and the grandfather of the Holy Nation are likely from Hong Cheon.'

Director of the Korea Branch in the Dark Ages.

He contracted with the Jinns to defend the Korean peninsula and leave clues, knowing he was going to die.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but they were all from the area.

The Branch Director died early, the Principal of Silver Advertising is avoiding the media, and Hong Kyung-wook is known for his painting skills rather than his talents, so he was only famous as a player.

"Others? I'm five years old, so who else is there?"

"I don't know. There are very few players in the area in the first place. The 30% rule of player proportion is not observed here, not even 5%."

The player shows up at a low rate?

Maybe that's because the veins are broken.

"About five percent of the people whose talents were expressed here moved right away. So did my house."

"Ah, marble moved next to my house as soon as her talents were expressed in kindergarten."

Ming Green and his friends live in Seoul, but the place where Song Dae-Seong was born was Hong Cheon.

When I meet Sung Siwan, I need to ask him where the two of them were born.

"I don't know if the White Horse happened by chance, but Master Song and Grandpa Song Man-seok would be cool if they were legendary heroes."

I know my playable character who thought I was just a human, so I think I'd be proud to be a hero in the legend.

Even though there is a mythical Baek Ho Army.

'The White Horse has appeared, so the Demons may know something.'

We were unable to make direct contact with the remaining Demons, who are still likely to be traitors to the Twelve.

Wheeing!

The air taxi landed and stopped with a destination notification message.

Some of the Garlic Mountains were designated as restricted areas for air taxis, so I had to walk from here.

"Arrived."

Mingreen, who talked about legends and heroes, kept his mouth shut.

You may have exchanged messages with Hong Kyung-wear while you were here, but it seems like it's been a long time since I met you in person.

"Let's go."

"Yeah."

Mingreen hesitates to fix the hood hat and drops out of the air taxi.

* * *

A day after the city concealed its cult.

His whereabouts were still unknown.

What the hell are you doing? '

Jang Nam Wook looked at the device hologram and was restless.

The urban climate has always been precarious and worrying due to frequent mischievous plays.

Even now, it is important to inform the player association and the military academy.

Ding-dong.

At that time, a message arrived from Dowon woo.

[Won Woo] I contacted relatives who used to be close to Sifu. I wasn't there.

[Won Woo] If it is known in the house, the future can be difficult again. I don't think it's going to be easy to find the people in our company.

[Won Woo oppa] You told me you contacted Su-hyuk, right?

Of course, Jang Nam Wook contacted Joo Hyuk, a close friend of Toshihu.

Joo Soo-hyuk meets at basketball competitions, baseball fields, and boat parties and occasionally communicates with them.

When he called to inform him of the situation, Su-hyuk suggested:

- I think we should find the ocean.

Are you in the sea after a city where you can't swim because you're very seasick?

Zhu Soo-hyuk added that he doubted Jang Nam Wook.

-Battery is a bad topic, and posterity loves the sea. My father, the king of the ship, must have been very influential.

Joo Soo Hyuk said he would try to find someone who could move.

But the Korean peninsula is a land where the three sides are the sea.

It was difficult to find all the areas adjacent to the coast.

Zhang Nam Wook's anxiety is deepening.

Puck!

Someone grabbed Jang Nam Wook's head while only looking at the device hologram.

Looking back, there were the same class of students who were wearing the same floor as the dormitory.

"Have some food, asshole. You have to be energetic to hold that bastard after the city."

"Face surrenders to you. Instead, I'll blow the breadcrumbs."

"I'm going to hit you in the back."

There was a stack of kimbob and milk packs in front of the triangle.

I felt like I was getting in touch with the device and brought it for Jang Nam Wook, who was stranded in the room.

"Thank you for your concern. I'll eat and cheer you up."

"Jang Nam Wook, isn't this the one who ran away because he's tired of being a posturban bastard every time? Just hang in there."

"Yeah, man. Eat up."

While being bruised, Jang Nam Wook began to eat the reversible triangular kimbob.

Tuna mayonnaise and bibibim frozen with cheese, unroasted chicken and pepper anchovies.

It was a triangular kimbob with two flavors at the same time, but it didn't taste strange at all.

Still, he was energized and swallowed them all to ease the worries of the same half-cadet children and to give them one defeat when the urban aftermath appeared.

* * *

We walked the scallops for a long time.

Ming Green had come here once, but the mountain path to the hut was rough, and he couldn't even see the weeds.

"Sorry. I should have remembered."

"It's okay. Let's go slow."

"Yes, I get hurt in a hurry. You still have a lot left until the time you promised your grandfather. Tell me if it's hard. I'll carry you. And you walk away from Green."

In the meantime, Song Dae-Stone remained unchanged.

The tone of voice was different from the tone itself when I spoke to Mingreen and myself.

It was nice to see that grumpy guy stop his friend, Mingreen.

At that time.

"er · · · · ·."

Mingreen, who was walking earlier, saw something and stood still.

"Master."

After Mingreen's gaze, I saw a dressed old man.

It was a red and white dress I only saw in the photograph.

'There's still more than an hour left until the appointment.'

I was worried that one of the remaining disciples would come and wait outside.

Sabak.

At the same time as the sound of the leaf shaking was heard, the reddish-white garment moved forward in a single breath.

Did you write "Celebration Law"? It's not usually a skill! '

He smiled nicely, looking at the disciples and friends he met for a long time.

"I've had a lot of trouble coming a long way. Let's go in."

"Master."

Mingreen that can't hear a word and cries.

Flashwear whitepaper showing his back and walking ahead.

The two priests walked the mountain path without conversation.

Me and Song Dae-Stone kept their mouths shut and followed behind them.

When he saw the cabin covered in the mountain shade, he said in a locked voice with a reddish-white garment.

"It's a little early when the muscle comes, but let's have lunch together."

"Mr. Hammyung?"

"Yes, I hope you'll come with me when I get back." "

Mr. Hammyung had an interaction with Song Man-seok and Hong Kyung-woong, both of them.

― Pie Yi Yi!

Suddenly an alarm was sounded on everyone's device.

It was a secondary-generated forecast alarm from the association.

[SSR-grade secondary-generation forecast guide]

"Tomorrow, there will be an SSR-grade dungeon near here?"

"Herring · · · · · ·."

It looks like the player SATK grabbed an antecedent in the Garlic Mountains and sent an alarm to a nearby device.

'There was a premature phenomenon, so it's not related to the veins.'

Parsac.

I was reading a message in the hologram, so there was a teacher on the other side of the bush.

"Greetings, Elder. We're a little late for a support request on the quick-second side."

Such a close quarter was not alone.

"Huh? Who's the student next to you, your pupil?"

"Not my disciple. Due to the power of my abilities, I finally came to my side in Gangwon Province. I was brought here to protect you because you're mentally unstable."

The person who was attracted by the nearby type was after the city.

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