Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

"Thank you for contacting me, Doctor. Su-hyuk was looking for him on the West Coast. I almost missed it if I did it wrong. Can you tell me where that bird was found after what he did?"

Still in the middle of the city, Zhang Nam Wook talked to me.

I'm still pissed when I see the curse coming out of Jang Nam Wook's mouth.

"The first thing I found was a convincing greeting park in Sokcho, and there was an employee there."

When I finished explaining the rides that Urban Hu did, the military officers punched him with one punch.

Puck!

Makta was the pop-up european uppercut of Jang Nam Wook, which led to another cadet's flapjack.

Cuckoo!

A fist that stretches straight toward the sky is tucked very cleanly into the posturban jaw.

"Billion · · · · ·."

This little groaning about how sick the city was when it was bitter and screaming.

The Cadets' combined attacks seemed to hurt.

"Shihu, are you insane? You almost drowned in a campus swimming pool less than two meters deep, and you jumped into the ocean at low water temperatures and fast flow rates? You wanted to die?"

Urban Hu already has a history.

Zhang Nam Wook's face turned white when he said that.

"If you want to die like that, you're right, you son of a bitch!"

"Yeah, it's like drowning behind a brother-in-law or drowning behind a brother-in-law, but that's better. What's wrong with having to clear the drowned body?"

"The player's corpse is also left with debris of merit in the afterlife. It's not the sea view, but maybe our seniors should take care of it."

Military officers who captured the Urban Hu from fleeing spit out horrible words.

I said it loudly, but I was worried about my bad face, which doesn't look very good with my stubborn head.

"I didn't intend to die. I thought no one would object if I could swim."

"Even if you can swim, if you can't get better, you'll keep resisting."

"Why are you suddenly so stupid?"

He looked at Jang Nam Wook as he hung from the city after he was sold.

"Can't you just cheer?"

Jang Nam Wook's face was twisted.

He said, "I want to go to die. Can't you just cheer me up? 'It sounded like it.

I tried to keep an eye on it, but it was hard to keep my mouth shut.

"Hey, Jang Nam Wook and your cadet friends won't be able to cheer you on. I can't do it."

I want to do everything my playable characters want, but if I say I'm going to die, I'll dry up.

If you have to go to the limbs, I will go with you or take action.

"Even if they can't tell you what you want, they're serious about you. Did you know that Jang Nam Wook didn't sleep and ran to find you?"

After hearing that, Zhang Nam Wook looked closely at the face of the city.

Jang Nam Wook was an exemplary preliminary bookmaker, but his eyes were bloody and his lips were open.

Other cadets had similar faces to Jang Nam Wook.

I finally saw my friends' messed up faces.

"Sorry."

"If you apologize, you won't be able to cheer."

"Hahaha, yes."

Urban Hu apologized to the other children one by one.

Seeing that, I didn't think the city hoo would run out and get it again.

I've seen my worrying friends like that, so there must be something I feel.

"Don't be out there, everyone, come in. I've come a long way, but let me serve you a car."

"Yes? I'm sorry. That's a bit of an excuse."

"Haha, if you think you'll excuse me, come quickly."

After a determined attitude by the landlord, the cadets also went inside.

Not in the cabin.

We're sitting on seats.

I asked Jang Nam Wook a tired face as if I had been relieved of tension.

"How could Tiltroder be so frightened?"

"One of our riders has long been a member of a research organization under the Ministry of Defense. He asked me to drive for practice, so I got a permit."

I'm surprised the permit came out right away, but I drove a tiltroder myself because I was with Jang Nam Wook.

There were many hidden abilities in the military academy.

Still, it seems to have moved too splendidly.

"You submitted it as a surrogate for the post-urban outpost. If you move noticeably, you won't recognize it on the school side. Are you going to be okay?"

"It's okay. I'll be in charge as a rider."

You're just saying you're gonna get punished if you get caught.

I don't know about the others, but I don't think Jang Nam Wook is okay at all.

'It was Jang Nam Wook's stadium.'

The rider's own selection of cadets after joining the Player Military Academy.

In the future, he will assume the role of chief executive officer of that age until his rider becomes a top student and chooses a cadet from among his motives.

'I heard the chief usually takes over. It's a mass-game thing, and it looks like it's being trusted.'

Neither did he say what he was admitted to. He has a lot of words, but he doesn't seem to say anything important.

"Let's see where he got hurt."

Waiting for the car to be ready.

A nearby type tried to look after the city with a Recovery Item Card.

"After all, the future should be right again. When the prognosis is complete, we will treat it. I will only thank you."

Zhang Nam Wook restrained him very politely so that he could not match what he was saying.

He said in a trembling voice, as he kept his mouth shut.

"· · · · Huh? Do I have to be right again?"

"Yes, you stood in line to beat the kids. We're waiting for our rider's private barracks in a row."

"· · · · · · headache. I have to take my pills."

When Urban Hu straightened his head, he worryingly asked how many times he had punched him in the face.

"Does your head hurt a lot?"

After hearing that, the city cheerfully said:

"I have a headache, so I have to take two barrels of medicine. I have a headache! Hahaha!"

Bang!

One of the cadets scratched the back of the city and kept his mouth shut.

The atmosphere became cheaper and the city had a gloomy face.

"What happened to his head when he got hit?"

Song Dae-woong, who is hiding Min-green behind, said grisly.

Unfortunately, it was the same head before the city was hit.

I was a little reassured that the urban fu seems to be back as usual.

"I got out of the car. Let's stop sitting there and pick it up."

A unilateral Lynch with a high school student in front of the house, a wide-ranging reddish outfit that serves tea even when you see a plum of copper.

In his words, everyone began to sit quietly and pick up the car.

A new tea is a brown tea made by grinding the roots of the liver.

Refreshment was a brown meal made with chopsticks, ginger juice and honey.

'This is an unconventional meeting.'

Mingreen hides behind it, holding on to the collar of a marble because there are more strangers.

A teacher sitting in a position to interfere with Mingreen's vision.

Cadets of the Academy who grip their corners and drink tea stiffly.

Hong Kyung-woong White who wants to tell me if you like the hassle.

The members of the congregation were also subtle, but the tea ceremony was quite well concluded by the Taiwanese red dress white.

Drinking tea like that when things got sorted out.

"I'm sorry for the commotion."

"Sorry!"

"Haha, there's something I'm sorry about. Keep your head up."

Hong Kyung-wook had a blurry face, looking at the good tights.

"Then I'll go down as well."

"I'll go, too."

It's been a long time since I met the two priests, the South Korean painters.

Song Dae-Seok seems to be seeing Hong Gyeongbok for a long time, so I hope we can talk slowly.

Neighborhood teacher came with us to see if he was thinking the same thing as me.

'There are some people who are supposed to meet in the Hong Cheonan Army.'

In fact, I was going to leave in the middle from the beginning.

[I] Senior, I arrived in Hong Cheon. Where can I go?

[Sung Siwan] Where are you? I'll be right out! Heh.

Today I was also going to meet with Sung Siwan and Shi Dam.

* * *

The students of the military school who are dissipating and close to each other.

Song Dae-Stone was watching them through the window.

"Your deputy commander was a good boy. The kid is Green. His family didn't appreciate the compliments, and the walls are taken care of by the younger brother."

Hongyeongbok said as if he was chopping the Song Dae-wook.

"I don't think Greene is going to have a hard time if you go to school with the marble."

Song Dae-green did not answer the question, but instead looked at Min-green, who watched the new work of Hong Kyung-woong from the other side.

In his head, the faces of the people who were harassing Mingreen were touched with their names.

"Think about it. It's my chance to spend the rest of my academic years with Green."

Soon, however, the first grade 0 and a half children came to mind.

Even Ming Green, who praises half the kids after a gap.

"I'll help you, marble. Green decided to start school and come to see me."

"· · · ·"

Hong Kyung-woong, who said that, began to contact somewhere by manipulating the device.

Songdaemon, who heard the call from the side, had an unbelievable face.

* * *

After confirming that the cadets cut off their Airbus tickets, I decided to join Sung Siwan.

"You must have an appointment."

"Yes, I've decided to meet Senior Sung Siwan. Is the teacher scheduled to leave?"

"Absolutely nothing. We have to attack the SSR-grade dungeon tomorrow, so we will spend the night at your house. I'll wait with you until Sung Siwan comes."

Neighborhood is more concerned with pupils in unfamiliar areas.

You don't have to worry about that.

As I read my thoughts, Hammyung added:

"The area is unstable. In the interim, there is always a multiplicity of dysentery. Solitary action is not desirable."

"The power here?"

"Yes."

· · · · · ·.

According to legend, the Sammach of Oyster Mountain in the area has been severely damaged, so it should be worth it.

When I heard Ham's words, I began to guess what caused his business trip.

"Did Hong Cheonan's unstable power have anything to do with your business trip?"

"Yes. I've cleared a transfer in the area before, and I'm helping you with it every year."

If that's the case, I know.

Incident that prevented the transfer of the Hong Cheonan military ski slopes that started with the legend of Changcheongmyung Palace.

The advent of an expansive dungeon has opened up new gaps, but the snowfall is slowing down the support.

After defeating all of the Enemies outside, he targeted the dungeon in a short time to complete the role of Solo Guard and Attack Force.

'At that young age, he was the only one to target dungeons above the SSR.'

It was also my playable character, my classroom teacher.

Standing in front of the Airbus Terminal, I was briefly listening to the performance of the nearby statue. Soon, the Holy One appeared.

"Uh, Mr. Neighborhood! Hi! Are you done with your work trip?"

"Yes, I will only clear the SSR-class escalation that is scheduled to happen tomorrow and return."

"I applied to the association to go after it. Come with me. Adam will go after the attack."

"Yes."

"That's good. I only had a melee attack. Would you like some lunch?"

Sung Siwan smiled brightly and invited him to his home.

I accepted it immediately because I had nothing to do with it and did not want to interrupt the short time of white people who had been meeting for a long time.

'Let me ask you that.'

The road to Sung Siwan's house.

I decided to pretend to be a rumor and look at the origin of Sung Siwan.

"Are you from Hong Cheon, Sung Siwan?"

"No, my parents moved out before I was born. I picked up a bipolar wave during pregnancy, so I went to the player facility. I was born and raised in Seoul. I went into the silver commercials and my family went back to Hong Cheon."

"Is your cousin the same?"

"Yes, and so is the brother of the state! My talent center is where my brother came from, when he was there."

Seongxiwan began to boast about the Holy Nation as he had said before, so it was endless.

It's not bad to listen to my playable character's hidden denunciations when you walk with your ears open.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Hammeleon."

I looked at the sound of my voice with a surprised face.

"Nationality · · · · ·."

In front of the Bonga of Sung Siwan.

The Holy See was looking this way.

Ends