Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

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A different voice echoed in the darkness.

"Ready?"

"Yeah, that's it! The Demons have confirmed Kim Sin-rok's embarkation with 'Snow'!"

"What about the dragon?"

"I've been through it, but I think I'm still in the silver commercials! There's no sign of him."

"The Demons, who identified it as' snow ', were of the same opinion."

"Aren't you going to kill the dragon?"

Two twin boys speaking in bright tones.

Someone who looks at them beyond the screen replies wisely.

"The use of space will have to be killed someday, but now is not the time."

"Uh? Does the name of the gun go up to the slaughterhouse for now?"

"Yes. It's a fake name, not a real name, but it comes up."

"Wouldn't it kill you if you stepped out on your own? Even if it's not the right time, it's a good idea to kill it in advance!"

"I have work to do. It's something I need to find, eliminate, and create myself."

I saw a long finger handing over the page beyond the dark screen.

The twins did not tap on the overflowing interest and looked up at the screen.

"Strange."

"What is it?"

"Strange thing?"

"Every player I've ever seen has a name on the slaughterhouse. There was no contradiction between my feelings and the list of killers."

"That silverware guy, the two geniuses, he had a name, right?"

"Yes."

A long finger went through the paper several times.

The other voice echoes in the dark, even exhausted.

"Still no name for an anonymous supernova."

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On the day before the departure of the youth retreat, a message arrived from Hong Gyu Bin.

[Hongyubin] I heard from the natives.

[Hong Gyu Bin] It is said that an unprecedented transition has occurred.

With Octoyun's command, the link between the natives and the association was better.

Calling the Moon Archery is predictable over this period of time. '

Octoyeon won't be able to look at the Moon Archery 24 hours a day, so it will be difficult to determine the exact time.

[Hong Gyu Bin] This place is where you go to a youth retreat. Hahaha.

[Hong Gyu Bin] I contacted the satellite management team. What can I do? I don't know what's going on, but I'm going to work overtime!

Now that Hong Gyu Bin is self-reliant, he has reached the point of preparing overtime.

I briefly communicated where the Association's cooperation was needed.

[Hong Gyu-bin] · · · · · That's it? You don't need the association's personnel support?

[B] The next target will be an association or a native when it is revealed that the Moon Palace cannot be read.

[Hongyubin] I know that, but · · · ·.

I knew what Hong Gyu Bin was worried about.

Sumodo is an island of about 2,000 inhabitants.

There have been few successions, with no government or association on the side.

'Do you think it would be better for the association to be targeted because of the possibility of injury to students or the general public?'

I did not fully reassure Hong Gyu-bin.

However, I only repeated that I should give up persuading myself to be careful if I put pressure on Hong Gyu-bin's boss and Ho's side.

Yesterday, I was told not to intervene in the armed association until I had captured the transfer directly by satellite or a request for salvation came.

Now I'm standing on the deck of a ship.

"This is the cruiser of silver commercials that I've only heard in words! The deck is very spacious!"

"Compared to the passenger ship we boarded last time, it looks like a warship. Why are you going on this retreat?"

"Of course, it's more like a warship than a passenger ship. This ship was made of transitional metal that was quite rare in the Dark Ages. Thanks to that, I was enlisted in the Association and Player Army in those days and conducted Enemy Eradication Military Operations. So this ship is not called a cruise, it's called a cruiser.

Right now, I'm just using it as a physical Battleship for silver commercials students. First grade students don't have anything to use in physical classes yet, so I'm going to let them use it for mobile in retreats. "

Song Dae-Stone barely breathed and gave me an explanation.

With flying skills, the sound of Moonlight returning from the air opened his eyes.

"Wow, did you? How does a marble know all that?"

"If you're a silver commercials student, of course you should know."

"You pretend to know this motherfucker well."

"Marble knows more than satellites!"

3 nights and 4 days youth retreat.

The splendid departure began with the embarkation of a ship called the Passover Cruiser, a giant ship called the 'Punjab'.

The weather was pleasant and the waves were calm, but there was something I liked.

'The ship's name is puncture.'

The name of the ship is accompanied by multiple proverbs and superstitions.

Flowers, jewels, celestial terms, mountain or river names were common, but there were taboo names throughout all eras and sundials.

Incorporating heaven, earth and sea in its name, which symbolizes God himself.

This implicit rule was more firmly upheld when the boat borrowed its name from Titan, the god of the earth, the god of Guyana and Uranos, the god of heaven.

Chimopolea, technically, borrowed the name of the divine people, but she, Poseidon's daughter, was a wave and wave fairy who was as swift as the sky, the earth, and the sea.

"The Son of Heaven." It literally means emperor or god. '

People are calling this ship Cruiser by the nickname Cruiser, in case it sinks because of the wrath of God.

'Who the hell did this?'

I didn't have to think about it much to come up with an answer.

A tiger lying on a sunbed installed on a deck and inhaling a clockwork fruit ice cream under a parasol.

There was no emerging culprit candidate other than Emperor Ho.

"Hey."

"Why do you call me that? Oh, can I get you another drink?"

"No, I'm good. I need to ask you something else. Did you make up the name" puncture "?"

"Uh."

The answer came out as expected.

Why would he do that?

"Why?"

"Boring? I don't remember very well. The boring things of those days were so much."

It was built around dark times and is known to be bought by the Yellow Group.

I would have given it a name then, but it was boring and boring in those stormy days of darkness.

"Well, it's true that it was boring and boring, but I kind of remember why. To catch Chungho."

"Chungho?"

"Yes. The name of this ship was going to spread all over the world in all sorts of media, so I thought I'd see it once. The angel speaking in the Korean peninsula does not call himself the Son of Heaven, that is, the New One. When I saw you call this piece of scrap metal a believer, I thought a greeter or a believer would come running for you."

His face was sunk under the shadow of the parasol.

"The New Man would laugh and urge me to make a thousand punishments if I didn't change my name right away, and Cheongho would have tried to smash this boat and my head without saying anything. Hahahaha!"

Huangzhou laughed.

Seeing you smile and talk like that, you were very close to the Prophet and Cheongho.

'But you didn't come.'

Why hasn't Chungho and the New Man shown up yet?

I don't think I've seen it, but I don't think I can make it.

"Oh, Mr. Neighborhood is on deck!"

"Let's take a picture. The teacher asked me to send you a picture."

"Teacher? Hyodon. That middle school math teacher?"

"· · · · ·"

"I have to take a picture of Green, too."

Half the children wandering around the deck came towards the sunbed located near the entrance to the cabin.

I was encouraged to take a group photo and stood up.

"Sir, what about Yuri and Lena?"

"Kim Yuri seems to be very drunk. He said he'd be in the cabin until he got there."

"Ah, yes."

Are you afraid of the sea and you can't get out?

It was the first time that Kim Yuri saw the sea himself, so he did the same.

Kwon Lena will stay in the cabin because she's worried about Kim Yuri.

And as a result, only the boys took pictures.

"Why isn't the dragon here?"

"By the way, it looks like all the other half teachers are on board. Is he in the cabin?"

"I heard that Mr. Yongjae won't be able to get on board."

I had doubts about it.

"The Jin Master said he was very unruly, but he changed his mind."

"Yeah? But you were looking forward to this retreat, and when you saw it before, you were looking at Cruiser's instructions, and you were going to tell me how to control your flying skills according to the speed of your ship."

I was looking forward to this short trip!

I felt like I was trying to enjoy it with power easily, but I'm sorry for the trouble.

"Let's take a lot of pictures."

"Yes!"

At least take a picture to satisfy the surrogate.

After taking a group photo with that in mind, the conversation turned into a retreat.

"Sir, should we prepare with our organs? What did the other seniors do?"

"If you have dances, songs, or performances you can report them on your first day of school. It's not compulsion."

"Shouldn't you be forced to do this half by half?"

"Until last year, it was a safety issue."

Safety issues?

Do you have any safety issues from the high school youth retreat?

When the children were all weirded out, Hammy-type began to unravel.

The start was in the third grade, when 0 and a half were in the first grade, a new year.

No dancing, no singing, no concerts.

They refused to brag about the long haul, but they were forced to brag about the long haul when they caught up with the army for more than an hour.

"It was a show of strength that they boasted about for a long time."

"Dimension show?"

"Yes. I smashed the Training Chairman's stage with my finger."

Standing next to each other at night smashing all the stage equipment, the Wugi Round Party asked for a cool repair fee and went down to the stage.

Long-term boasting has stopped as the stage is over, and the leaders of the retreat, who were terrified of their strength, have no longer thought to rally.

And the next year, when the second grade was now the first grade.

The leaders of the retreat, who had not given up on the fun of rolling Korea's best prestigious students, were still forced to show off for the long run.

'Long-term bragging is fun, but I should have told them that.'

Those second-graders who felt really dirty because they couldn't come with me because of the urgency.

At first, they said they would not.

However, after a few rounds of coalitions, they made terms instead of boasting about whether they had decided to make a moderate compromise.

- If the instructors can help you prepare for long-term bragging.

- Oh, it never hurts. I don't even have a power show. Don't compare us to those ignorant seniors, Masayot!

- My class isn't even here, so you have to help!

The leaders of the retreat were delighted to believe the words naively and to roll the prestigious players.

They were dragged into the hands of the second-graders and put in a chair on the stage to brag about their organs.

- My class is ready for a hypnotic show!

- The kindest teachers have decided to help!

And they brought 10 boxes of garlic from the village.

-Phypnosis with civil therapy, not merit, aims to show a change in taste through the relief of the nerves!

The golden chancel and the king chancel, which made such nonsense, said with a coin hanging on the thread.

- Now, this garlic tastes like Canache Macaron!

But it still tasted like garlic.

Yeonglam, who came up as an assistant, said with a nice and cheerful smile.

- You know, hypnosis usually works slowly, and you don't get hypnosis very well. Let's do it one more time. Will you help me?

Leaders who heard the sound of the golden chant combi and the smoke of yeongram said that they had to eat garlic until they made a false confession that the golden chant tasted like it was designated.

"· · · · · We decided to take only voluntary participation in the long term."

"Oh, that happened. That's too bad. It sounds like a power show, a hypnotic show!"

"I know these zero-and-a-half schools are crazy."

"You son of a bitch, you're a zero."

After a heated conversation, I arrived at my destination, Sumodo.

When Punjab ( ) moved to the boat without a dockable port, Kim Yuri finally faced the sea properly.

Standing close to her, she supported her opposite arm, which appeared with the support of Kwon Lena.

He said in a small voice, looking at his tired, white face.

"Don't forget to say it's okay."

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