Due to the harsh weather caused by the typhoon, the air bus, of course, and all ground means of public transport were stopped.

Each half of the silver advertisement and the torture teachers also communicated to the students the announcement of the point to refrain from outside activities.

Silver Advertising students would travel through a hurricane of this magnitude with magnetism. It wasn't hard, but they were teenagers.

It's a low probability, but it was difficult to find an apprenticeship in a hurricane.

So today's club activities were fairly limited.

“The torso balance is broken. Spread your shoulders and pay attention to the distribution of forces. ”

“Yes!”

General Gymnasium, Second Gymnasium.

During the holidays, the gym was empty due to the effects of the hurricane, which was crowded as a student in the club.

Today, club activities have been restricted to school boarders under the supervision of torture teachers.

The Tae-Ho Kwon group was currently accompanied by an advisory teacher to conduct club activities.

“That's it for today. ”

The public hearer who looked at the second grade associate's posture said more than out the window.

The soundproofing appliance rarely sounded the outside, but the rain stem became thicker and more threatening due to the strong winds.

“This typhoon is not unusual. I think it would be dangerous to move around the campus. Rest in your room.”

“Yes!”

Two second-grade students who were also members of the Ji Ik Society left, but Han was still looking at the wall alone and continuing his training.

She was practicing around her recent foot skills, especially the basic Tahoe Voodoo pose, 'Tiger Step’, repeated more than 300 times a day.

When I tried to advise Han who was obsessed with the practice to stop going back.

Han raised his head and looked at the entrance to the second gym.

There was someone standing at the entrance who was not a member of the Taekwondo assembly.

“Hwang Ji-ho.”

At the entrance, there was an emperor who seemed to have just entered the gym.

I would have come through the storm, but I didn't have a drop of water on the Emperor's hair.

“Why are you here? ”

“To retreat. ”

“…… with whom? Why?”

“With you.”

What's wrong with this turn?

Hani was almost open and refined, but he endured a line that slightly stiffened his face, given that it was in front of the public blueprint.

Instead, he said loudly.

“I don't like you messing with Tae Ho Won. ”

Physical abilities are outstanding, and Tae-Ho Kyung's highly-educated first-graders are back in 0th grade.

I rarely saw him fight seriously with Tae-ho Kwon.

Either you lift one of your pinky fingers to finish the fist blocking movement, or you use only two of your fingers in a position where you need to use both hands.

Han spoke aloud and indirectly expressed his refusal, but the Emperor smiled brightly.

When he appeared at the gym, he had a dark face, as if he liked what he said.

“I got it. In the future, I won't let you play games with Tae-ho. ”

The face of the same class who replied so did not look like a teenager somewhere.

At some point, I started to use the old man's voice to figure out what a strange concept was, and what effect did it have on that face?

Even though Han's expression was bad, Huang Ho just seemed to feel good.

“Let's retreat. ”

Han reluctantly nodded his head and softly said that he was still watching the conversation between the two.

“I don't like to dry it strangely. Okay, let me see the judgment. Do you want me to lend you a Tae-Ho Won tap? ”

Knowing that the one who asked Han to fight was a Jin family, he said that the public hearing was like treating a student.

The Empress took off her school gym jersey instead of answering.

When I took off the jersey, I saw Tahoe Won tapping, and the bottoms were tapping from the beginning.

“No problem. Now, each one of you stay put. ”

The two of them were facing each other in a preparatory position.

Unlike in the first class after admission to the Silver Ad, the face of the Empress seemed serious.

Soon, a gloomy voice rang out to the gym.

“Start!”

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*

Under the night sky, embodied by meridian, black and white began to cross.

As a result of throwing the commemorative coins from the previous Stainless Steel Mate Boat Chess Contest, players and backers were selected.

The Baek Ho Army grabbed the bag, and I grabbed the black and became the backman.

‘.... Face is fast! ’

The Baek Ho Army is as pleasant and stubborn as his great sword.

On the other hand, my hand slowly slowed down because my hand was cold and my headache was pushed.

Beep.

Whenever the chess clock is repeated, the chess gig decreases rapidly.

With such a build-up of numbers, I could clearly feel it as a blurred thinking circuit.

The Baek Ho Army is the mastermind.

I felt like I was the best chess player in the world.

It wasn't just him.

‘I feel like I'm looking into my head...! ’

The Baek Ho Army seemed to be stitching up as if I knew what I was going to do.

Have you studied my journal thoroughly?

The Baek Ho Army seemed to leave me and Chess hundreds of times or looking into my head.

‘Is this why you said it was useless to leave it at that time? ’

It was not long before the White Ho Army offered to play chess again, and the trauma was much worse.

I'm angry, but I would have been a wretched nation by then.

I could barely do one thing, but the deadlock didn't last long.

The Middle Game Phase passes like a shot and enters the End Game Phase.

And you are.

“Check.”

It was the Baek Ho Army that declared the checkmate.

The Black King was surrounded by chess pieces of the bag.

I'm done.

Although I once came to this world and lost to the Milky Way, I was the first to lose this overwhelmingly.

I knocked the Black King over the chessboard.

“…… lost. ”

My main playable character told me, but I lost to chess.

However, if I lost to a chess player of this size, I would be forced to admit it.

“ ……. ”

As he reached out his cold hand, the white tiger shook hands face to face.

The Baek Ho Army, who was looking at my hand as the warmth returned a little, said.

“..... I guess it's still there. ”

What are you talking about yet?

Are you talking about trauma?

Not yet. Not yet.

I wanted to rebuild the Dark King that fell on the chessboard.

“One more edition……. ”

“That's it for today. ”

The Baek Ho Army lays its hands.

“Cousin. Pay attention to the bipolar control during the Great Kingdom. ”

Yiseong Wave Control…?

What are you talking about all of a sudden?

Did you even emit a bipolar wave outside?

Sometimes when you concentrate, there are people who shed bipolar waves.

“When you play chess, you press your breath with a bipolar wave. ”

.... Do I have such a habit?

When you're nervous, it's like a habit of not recognizing and brushing the tip of your tongue or lips.

I thought I didn't have that.

“If it was a habit that would interfere with your life, others would have noticed. But the habit of giving you pain remains unchanged. Fix it.”

Honestly, I have no idea.

I didn't know I had that habit.

But my main playable character couldn't see it wrong, and I couldn't tell a lie more.

The Baek Ho army steps forward as if I were going to nod my head and guide you out.

As they stood side-by-side, the Baek Ho Army threw back a heartless talk.

“You once asked me about nightmares. ”

You mean when the 12th Alliance talks are over?

At that time, the chief of both clans said:

- Those who are now in this 12th Alliance, or those around the enchanted camp, are the nightmares themselves. Be careful not to be swallowed up by nightmares.

He was very wary of the existence of that ‘nightmare’ as well as of the other twelve chiefs, the Emperor.

“Why is that? ”

I felt anxiety in the words.

In addition to chess for me, there will be dreams.

I had never seen a dream, and I only understood the concept of the word dream in a dictionary sense.

The realm of dreams was as unknown to me as it was to me, and when there was talk of dreams, there was nothing to say.

‘…… I think the concept of' dream ’is often mentioned around the fortress. ’

When I travelled to China, Moon Sa-ron had a nightmare last night.

It also appeared in the player's trajectory and description of replay.

I liked something.

“You don't have to worry. What you want to do, what you need to do. ”

The Baek Ho Army remained unchanged as before.

*

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*

Yooseong-hoon's room.

Zhang Nam Wook and Yoo Sang-hun, both of them were reading articles and articles related to Yi Yi and Dream.

“Even though there are higher beings who give revelations through dreams..... I don't think so. I'm already in a relationship with a parent. ”

“Did you? Oh, it's got something to do with that eye. ”

Jang Nam Wook wore glasses to hide the starlight in his eyes.

Yoo Sang-hoon, who was looking at Jang Nam Wook's eyeglasses, turned his eyes and didn't ask anymore.

“It's weird no matter how you think. Dreams are a player's inner space. The ability to intervene in the inner or outer spirit of an opponent is rare. Besides, the triggering conditions are very demanding, so you should meet them in person. ”

“It must have something to do with someone we know in common. ”

Yoo Sang-hoon was a member of Silver Advertising and Jang Nam Wook was a member of the Military Academy, so the overlap was not more than I thought.

I couldn't even feel it if I tried to dance like that.

Jang Nam Wook remembered the god of Joseon who lifted the Moon Blue Dragon Line and held a wall ritual.

I also consulted you on the aftermath of the 'seed of the curse’.

“Why don't you just talk to the goddess? ”

I fell for guilt and selfishness because I said that I only get help in reality and in dreams.

If you had nightmares alone, you would never have bothered me.

However, Yooseong-hoon also suffered from nightmares, so he could not force himself to answer.

“…… Let's consult with the righteous. If it was a dream at the entrance exam, it would also have something to do with consciousness. ”

“ ……. ”

Yooseong-hoon didn't answer right away.

Jang Nam Wook hesitated and asked.

“... Sang-hoon, why did you only call me today? ”

“You didn't come out of your dream. ”

Yooseong-hoon turned off the unhelpful data window.

“She didn't have a nightmare, but it was a bit of a twist. ”

Jang Nam Wook was surprised and a little happy that Yooseong-hoon was thinking the same thing as me.

In the end, they decided to contact God for each other.

*

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*

While playing chess, the rain was quite strong.

I saw lightning fall out of the wall's shield.

‘It would be useless to wear a raincoat. ’

I thought I could use the power of a character who has the ability to shield with a cloak, but I decided to save it.

Considering my body's abilities right now, it won't be a big problem if I get this much rain.

“I'll give you a ride.”

I was grateful for the friendly and considerate offer of my main playable character, but shook my head.

“No, it's okay. I'm in school anyway.... ”

At that time, the device rang.

I felt my ear ring because I set it to vibrate mode.

The hologram in front of my eyes said ‘Sender: Jang Nam Wook’.

Why did he contact you all of a sudden?

“Take it. ”

I decided to accept this favour.

He also wrote a sentimental article at dawn. He said he had a nightmare, so he might be worried if he receives it late.

[Hello? Kyung-shin, can I speak to you now?]

“Uh, what's going on? ”

[I have something to talk to you about.....]

Jang Nam Wook talked about the dream he saw.

I was troubled by the word dream, but I was excited to hear it.

Jang Nam Wook's dream was something I knew very well.

The dream was the same as the development of choosing to watch without doing anything in the in-game, nameless tutorial.

“Didn't I come out of a dream? ”

[Yes.]

“…… who else was there? No one came out on my behalf? ”

[Huh? Mr. Son Mingi and the supervisor were definitely there..... and they didn't seem to be there. Honestly, I don't know. I'm sure you're unconscious.]

Jang Nam Wook's words continued.

[I met him today and he had the same dream.]

“Yooseong-hoon?”

[Yep. Twice.]

Yoo Sang Hoon was killed twice.

Jang Nam Wook once.

Dreams like in-game tutorial developments.

I had an ominous feeling.

“Yoohyun had two nightmares? When?”

The day Yoohyun dreamed of it coincided with the day I chose Yoohyun as a replay feature.

Did I show Yoo Sang Hoon and Jang Nam Wook the end of their game as a replay?

You had that nightmare?

[And from my eyes, there was a black mist on both of us.]

A black mist that only looks like the eyes of a star virgin.

When I heard that, it was no longer a coincidence.

Because the color of my bipolar wave was black.