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"Abandon Bügall... hmm?"
Moments.
"What is it?"
The background has changed again. It would be natural for a dream to change its background.
"This is...?"
One day I was sitting under a barley tree. The outfit has also changed. It was as if the monks were wearing orange clothes.
"We must abandon Büghal."
"Mother, fuck...! Oh my God!!!"
Telling me to abandon Bugal was no longer a delusional grandfather...! It's Mara Papiyas! He turned into Mara Papiyas who was trying to seduce the human Gothama Sittarta!!!
I was Gotama Sittarta now! Gotama Sittarta sits under a barley tree!!!
"...!"
It was amazing, but at the same time it was natural.
I was a Buddha for about half a century.
It's not weird at all
"Why should we abandon Bucharest?"
After taking all the facts for granted, I asked my Simma, who was turning over Mara Papiyas' ugly feathers. He's on the lookout for Bucharest now. That's why they're asking me to abandon Bucharest.
I need to know why.
- Haaah...
Mara Papiyas opened her mouth to my question.
"In order to enter the tenth century, we have to throw away such things. Bugal is no match for heaven. You have to throw it away. Cut it off, Gimcott. Abandon Vulgar and climb into heaven, Gimkatt."
The ten he's talking about is not the real ten. Thirteen is the ultimate enlightenment of Buddhism. It is a land of peace, without suffering, and liberated from the Eucharist.
The column you're talking about right now is kind of an ideal landmark.
I am a man not obsessed with Buddhist enlightenment.
"That doesn't make any sense. You can't throw away a knife for a ten-and-a-half-like concept. And it doesn't go with heaven? It's nothing but chewing crap. A sword that saves lives, a bow sword that truly fits into heaven."
There are no blacks that fit into heaven as well as Bügall. Unlike other swords, it is no longer used for murder and destruction. It has become the true sword of the Red Crescent who saves and profits.
"Not at all."
Mara denies.
"Wrong."
That's wrong.
"Bucharest is like a shackle."
"Shackles?"
"Yes, shackles. What is needed to be strong is to develop an individual's power. By relying on such a weapon, it eventually deteriorates and develops. If you rely on tools to get used to comfort, don't let growth end with it."
"What..."
That's what I'm saying.
"I am Mara Papiyas at the same time as your Sim."
Marashima stabbed me with her finger and said,
"Your concern. Worried. Anxiety. They all come together. It is natural to be concerned and anxious. Even you have consciousness. I know I depend on Bucharest. I know that the people of Büghal are counting on that power."
You're worried about me?
"Wrong."
That is not the case.
I'm not worried about that.
"Even after I got the Vulgar, I became strong."
With that evidence, I continued to be strong.
Bügall also grew up with me.
"It's possible now."
Mara laughs at me.
"But in the long run, there will certainly be limits. We need to get rid of Bugal. If you rely on strong weapons, one day you will have a huge handicap breaking down the barrier."
My spirituality is limited by my reliance on Bucharest. Simma was saying it. Depending on a powerful weapon, I warned myself that my true strength would not grow any more.
I think it's Simma.
You speak well.
"Your women will be more pleased when you get stronger. Don't you want to see their laughter? Wouldn't you like to see me happier? If they are the strongest, they will surely fall into joy. However, in order for you to reach such a strength, you need to do so only with your own strength, without relying on any tools."
The most powerful temptation.
"Wouldn't you rather be recognized by them? Don't you think I want to make you rich and comfortable later? To do so, throw away the Vulgar. Throw away the sword. Only trust your own strength."
Simma says.
Explain why you should abandon Büghal. There is no basis for that to be necessary. And he tempts me to say that I should, but I can be stronger.
"If you abandon Bügall, you may be uncomfortable right now, but you will eventually become stronger. Mara Papiyas seduced the human Gothama Sittarta into corruption. But I'm not. I can take your advice more seriously than anyone else because I am your Simmy."
- Ugh.
Mara scratched my cheek with her nasty fingernails and whispered in my ear.
"Do you think this is temptation? Why is it temptation to abandon convenient means and do evil to gain true strength? What I do is not temptation. Take my sincere advice, Gimcott. That's the key to strength."
Oh, yeah.
"Maybe you're right."
"If so...?"
Maybe that's right.
"However, Bugal is my friend."
My true friend who can never betray me. And a true colleague. Bucharest is mine. My sword that no one can cross. It is also a Black Mage Sword. I can't believe this is driving my obsession.
So even Simma was vigilant.
"To be stronger, I can't accept that you have to abandon your friend and colleague, Vulgar."
Nevertheless, I never abandon a friend who is a thousand of Fusion Buddhists.
"You seem right, but you're just guessing. I will be super-checked with my friend. Just because I have a Vulgar doesn't limit my growth. I am a thousand horses. There is no limit to them. If there's a limit, I'll just smash it all away."
It is absurd that Büghal is hindering my growth.
It would be more credible to hear the horses chew on the other horses.
"Your temptation to worry and worry does not work."
I woke up in my place.
"Stay back, demon."
"... Argh!"
Mara, who has bruised her face, retreats from me. He seems incredibly unstable because he believes persuasion and seduction have failed.
That's how Mara fell apart.
"Khhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
I roared like a fury.
Moments.
"This is...!"
- Tsuzuz!!!
As his appearance began to become enormous, he penetrated the sky. What kind of inhuman macromanipulation is this? Even the emperors of the Titans who dominated ancient humanity would not have been bigger than this.
"Khhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Then Simma, who had grown up for a long time, bent her back and knees and raised her face to me after the gear had reached the universe. A fucking big eye that fits into a huge face, covering the whole world, stares at me.
"Abandon Vugal!!!!!"
Simma, who became Goliath, shouts like a roar.
"That will make you stronger!!!!!!"
I was king of Israel.
"I don't throw it away."
As David, I spoke confidently to a greater Goliath than I. It doesn't work, Simma. David killed Goliath.
"You don't listen to me, little Gimkatt!!! Were you afraid you would lose if you abandoned Büghal!!! Did you feel scared because you thought you would lose the fight?!!! What a pathetic man!!! You're a disgusting, pathetic man with two eyes open!!!!!"
Khhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!
Goliath's voice echoes aloud and strikes my brain.
"The weak one!!! You have always relied on something like that!!! Even though you're so strong, you still can't fix that habit!!! Abandon Vulgar! Abandon Vulgar and twist your weak will!!! That will make you stronger!!!"
Truly.
General.
"Knights are cowards, but they are the brainphysical of a mutoo."
That's what the weaklings say.
"Are you a coward to catch Bügall? Are you a coward using a powerful weapon? I don't give a shit about the enemy. And I don't see the things that stand in the way of my growth. If they are, they will only destroy them."
Goliath breathes heavily in my words and shouts again.
"Just do it with your bare hands!!!!!!! But you can build true power!!!!! Destroy it all with your own power!!!!!!!!!"
Funny and selfish, I was a big coward.
"Hahaha!!!!!"
"What's so funny, you weak coward!!!!!"
I took out the fun sling and loaded the tranquilizer.
"You fool, Goliath!!!"
Turning the sling so loaded.
"You're trying to force me to kill him!!!"
- Weeping!!!
With all its power, it shoots with Goliath's glance.
- Quajic!!
"Khhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
Tranquil penetrates Goliath's glans. With that tremendous shock, Goliath burst into a transcendent scream.
"Get lost, loser!! I don't listen to the Defeated One's excuses!! The power of this Vulgar is also mine!!! Understood!!!"
- Kueung!!!
Goliath's giant strikes the ground with my cry.
With it, an earthquake broke out. Is it morning already? Is it the end of the dream? Is it time I woke up?
But I know.
As tough as I am.
Simma also likes to be tough.
- Ts.
Goliath collapses as if he were a general, staring at me with his giant eyes. At the same time, he gets smaller again as he just got bigger.
He now made a smaller plea.
"Abandon Vulgar."
"Please think right."
In the form of a bear and a tiger.
"Bugal cannot be thrown away, and I am right."
I became the culmination of Fusion Confucianism and looked down at the humble beasts. The bear and tiger are shaking their heads at me. It seemed like a pity, but if you think that it will work by begging alone, it is a misfortune.
That doesn't work for me.
"No... no!!! Please think about the future!!! Please think of the time when your power will collapse and hit its limits later!!!"
"Think of the time when you lost Bügall against the robbers!!!"
The two beasts shout.
Weak words flow out of the mouths of silent bears, and fear gushes out violently from the heads of brave tigers.
Is this really my Simmy, my deeply hidden emotion?
"I will not fall."
I can't admit it.
"It also does not encounter limitations."
- Ugh.
I held my fist on fire.
"The moment the limit hits me, it will be shattered."
Cloves and garlic bloom endlessly in a tight fist. The blooms and blooms were piled under their feet as they fell to the larynx. It is not difficult to train the world. This is all I need.
"This is me, no."
I stretched out my hand to the two humble beasts with a solemn voice.
"Every thousand."
- Laryngoscope.
Shades and garlic fall in front of them.
"Now take this and go into the depths."
Behind the beasts were the caves of the Moose Gang.
After a brief look, the beasts shed tears as they realized their destiny.
"Argh...! Argh!!"
"Aah!! I see destruction! I see a future in which you will eventually collapse and become a despicable being!!!"
"You can't stop it!!"
"Mara Papiyas! You can be a goliath! You can be a bear and a tiger!"
"You can't change fate!!!"
"You mean destiny you can never get to Gus!!!"
"How powerless we are before him!!!"
I pioneered my destiny.
I have a soul.
"I will raise the last words of the humble bear! Please throw away at least as much as you rely on Vugal!!!"
"Keep away from that evil sword!!!"
"Still, we will wait forever in this dark cave!!"
"If we think about it again!!!"
"Then please come back!!!"
"Dear you, hello!! I will die eventually. Bye again to you!!!"
"When you come back to us, I hope you're not wet with destruction!!"
"I hope you're not frustrated by your limitations!!!"
"I sincerely beg you!!!"
"I hope this future is a lie!!!"
Even so, the animals howled softly and entered the dark cave.
"Quiet, Simmons."
I took the rock without hesitation and blocked its entrance.
"Get out of here. I don't bow to anything."
Temptation, too.
And coercion.
And a plea.
It doesn't work for me. I only live by my thoughts. As are the gods who despise me, my spirit was also 200% God. I don't lose, I don't lose.
So I am a thousand horses.
Even Bügall is my strength. So there is no need to separate me from Bucharest. Ah, you must be the Black Mage Sword. I can't believe you've grown so big.
- Pa!
That's how the cave is disappearing.
The world is in the light again.
"..."
This Simma would have nothing to do with that divinity.
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