Godless Birth

It was a week before my master and his general army returned to the Imperial City.

I was looking for a secret training facility hidden in Yongho Mountain to help with the last-minute siege for the launch of the paratroopers.

They needed to adapt to my buff to fight with me. As the buff's power grows stronger every day, everyone screams at the horrible muscle pain that attacks when the buff disappears, but it's okay. I was the first senator in my class.

It was my daily routine to find the training ground at such high times, put a buff on everyone, and then hit a few bruises with a serious look.

Because my reputation in Kangho was an identity, and I had become an unarmed person in a position that no one in the Kangho Legion could ignore.

It was a daily routine that I could not help but feel the intensity.

When you first fall into the forest, you get a smile. I think I've been shaking all day worrying about survival. What used to be so stubborn and difficult is now a memory that I can remember with a smile.

Maybe that's why.

Every day was so peaceful.

There were no protesters, nor were the businesses operating at all noisy.

It was relaxed.

It is not wrong to say that when a person has some time to spare, he can think about something else.

I kept thinking about it.

Actually, it's not thinking.

I've been trying to ignore them.

I know instinctively.

The stronger I get, the closer the end is to here.

Will I still be here? Will I ever go back?

Do I even have a choice?

At the moment of choice, what choice will I make?

I had no intention of going back.

No, it's true that it's getting lighter.

In retrospect, life here was short but pleasant.

I could have existed entirely as myself.

It was worth reaching out to me because I empowered everything without anyone's help.

But to be honest, it was also true that the country missed the modern mindset and habits of life.

Sometimes I would like to drink a Coke that I didn't like very much.

Plus, Korea was a place where my family was, like it or not.

So when this troublemaker came, I couldn't answer.

But it was also true that I was looking forward to it.

The dimensional shifts that happened to me were only supposed to appear in novels.

If I returned with this power like the novels about the returned protagonist, I would not be the same extraordinary supporter I once was.

Other than specifications.

It was clear that I could get the best place as an intact person, not a puppet of my grandfather.

But I was satisfied with the reality I was in, and I wasn't sure I would be able to turn my back on those who believed in me.

Somehow they got too deep into me.

What choice do I have?

Should I stay or should I go back?

Chang! Chae-yeon!

I have no idea.

I don't think there will be an answer to this question today.

Let's stop thinking about it.

It's time to knock.

The moment I got up from the chair, the sound of the organ banging loudly stopped as one.

The paratroopers, who were sweating during the training, were forming circles at a distance.

Inside the circle were eight men and women with tense expressions.

Wong Woojin, Jung Won Young, Seohyeol, Seohyeol, Je Galjin, Je Gwak Baek, Pang Hyuk.

The elder's grandfather and this elder, Wonyoung's father, became obsessed with work and age, but they could not escape.

It was a time when unmanned people in the landscape could call it an act of hand teaching.

Now this duel was not a duel to appease my uselessness. They had to be strong because they would become the future head of Hanssega. Of course, they're still growing well. I was delighted, but it was up to me to unlock their talents, so I was working on the job through the struggle, one by one.

No matter how big the difference is, how am I supposed to handle the job? You're a liar, aren't you?

It's simple

If you're right, your body realizes.

I had a history of crossing the line, and just as the master tapped me to correct my shortcomings, I pointed out the gaps, not the holes they had learned.

The more you tap the iron, the harder it gets. It would hurt a little, but it would all be blood and flesh.

* * *

Wang Woojin looked at Lim Wu standing in front of him.

I had the grace to repay in my lifetime, but I never thought that I would serve as Lord. He thought his master was only Jung Ho-jun and Garden Young.

But not anymore. A new lord has emerged.

The others, however, saw Wang Woojin struggling to survive because of the rainfall. That's why I was able to actively follow Limited Woo more than anyone else. It was a massive power known only to the medical practitioners, demonstrating that we could do it, that the results would follow in our efforts.

How can there be no respect after watching the process?

To him whose limits were clear, the new lord was heaven and hope.

“Come.”

Ser Leung

Wang Woojin's eyes changed as soon as he pulled out his sword.

The target doesn't lose pride because it doesn't pull out its sword.

The gap was too big.

In doing so, Wang Woojin knew that the Lord did not despise him.

Phew!

This shock that was shaking your abdomen was telling you the truth.

“Still too honest. Do they take care of you because you're sick? Move quickly.”

When Wang Woojin told him to move after tying his feet to a blow, he swung his sword, biting his lips tightly.

“Ahhhh!”

Ka 'ang!

Lim Wu stops the sword with the back of his hand and raises his fist.

5 Talents.

To be honest, it was the least talented Wang Woojin with the hypothetical type here.

However, after a long time on the sidewalk, he was the best at protecting someone.

It's for someone other than yourself.

That's why you're better at defending yourself than attacking.

Therefore, rather than thinking of raising Wang Woojin's foothold, he used to carry out a peculiar and tiresome attack that seemed to be possessed by a Roman king or apostolic monarch so that he could develop a broad mindset to cope flexibly in any situation.

However, he repeatedly asked how to move the center of gravity, keep an eye on the position of the tread, the angle of the shoulders or waist, the direction of the wrists and eyes, and mixed the attacks appropriately to improve his judgment about predictable parts of combat.

Wang Woojin watched as he raised his fist and looked inside his mouth to the left and to the right.

It was before his fist was out, so now's our chance.

“Tsk!”

Spit on the Lord's face.

When I saw that it couldn't be possible, I smiled brightly.

‘Blink.’

It's been a week since I fought Wong Woo-jin.

Wang Woojin finally let himself write a blink.

I couldn't help but be happy.

That's what he expected from Wong Woo-jin.

Wang Woo-jin, who was so knowledgeable, was no longer unaccompanied by Han Se-cga, who no longer obstructed the means and methods.

‘But you still drool. ’

Lim Wu reaches out his fist, smiling and appearing next to Wang Woojin.

And I stuck it right into the temple.

Baaak!

The parable and the parable were now learning the art of Seo Mun-sega, who became one of Hanssega's home appliances. They were both old and easy to learn at first, but a month ago, he was eating a lot of children because of his practice. But a week ago, just before they died, the two of them were heading out like sailboats on a gale.

The biggest advancements were the Jegaljin and Jegalyeon.

When Lim Wu confronted Jegaljin and Jegalyeon, only the Jegalese artisans spread out and the two of them were able to run quickly to the shortcut, seeing the complete Jegalese artillery unfolded by the perfect milestone, Lim Wu.

Especially the development of Jegalyeon was prominent.

Jegalyeon had a knack for not wanting to be left behind by others because of her outstanding head and 8 talents.

For Jegalyeon, training with everyone was a good stimulus, and as a result, yesterday I finally broke down the cliff wall and climbed to the top. At the end of the Jegalyeon, the eight, who received the guidance of Lim Wu, were all on the verge of a supernova.

Lim Wu smiles, looking at the bulge in front of him.

Han Se was the most talented.

The overwhelming talent of 9.

When he and Fanghyuk first met, the state of Fanghyuk remained in the tribal area.

But after laying down the plates, he grew up to be talented and terrifying, and now he's grown to look forward to the next chapter of his superseason.

Of course, it was a good board.

Even though the Hawkfang family was great, the Hans family had become even greater and were generously supporting the elixir.

So I had no choice but to grow up.

Kuang!

Lim Wu felt good seeing the heavy power of punching his fist.

‘One strength is the best. ’

Baaak!

“A little more courage! ”

Puck!

“Faster, faster! ”

Profit!

“You should have twisted it more! ”

Puang!

“Find the most efficient place of all the forks! ”

As talented as he was, Fanghyuk was sucking on Lim Wu's advice like a cotton ball, and had to endure the most punches as he had extraordinary durability to fit his massive figure.

As the fallen Fanghyuk moved to the location of the crew, Jinghyuk walked out in front of Lim Wu.

It was more than just silver for Jinghwa.

It was the one who made her leave with a smile.

It was not enough to accept him as a member of Hanci Sega and give him the perfect bureaucracy. Besides, I was generously supporting the elixir that I would never be able to access in my lifetime, so I had the grace to repay all of it.

‘You have to be stronger. It's the only way to repay the favor. ’

I didn't want to study the past anymore.

I didn't want to be the master's henchman anymore.

Jingwolak still had not forgotten the memory of stabbing the master in the body due to the blunt triple gangplank.

That's why Jingwolak was the first to leave the training ground every day and was the last to enter.

One will one day stop the Lord and slaughter all his enemies.

“Lord, if you'll excuse me. ”

“Whatever.”

* * *

I couldn't help but smile as I looked at the nobleman running around, scattering his fierce energy.

The most desperate were those who practiced martial arts without hesitation.

As a result, the walker was looking at the picture while staying at the edge of the supernatural.

Claustrophobia!

Since the Dalian was told to act as it is, the noble has not hesitated to let me live, and a dark life has been spreading from the noble to everyone but me.

I dodged the dead man's sword and aimed for an opening, and the dead man was throwing his memory into it.

I shouldn't have been called a black ear for nothing.

There was no hesitation in stabbing the blood.

Above all, I thought I had the most hands-on experience of eight people and would deliberately expose their flaws and use them as stations.

Well, the difference was so big that it didn't work for me at all, but not for others. I was the only one who needed to be treated when everyone was fighting the walkers.

Ghosts were the ones who followed my advice most diligently, making clever attacks day after day, and not obstructing their means and methods.

Above all, the bridegroom was the perfect shaman for the nobleman.

It was also my choice to meet the rightful master who was supposed to be abolished and shine a light.

“Push with a little more confidence. It's a good thing you're a rough worker. Trust yourself. I trust you. ”

“Yes, Lord. ”

Then why do you answer in the middle of a duel?

Why don't you listen to the word "caution is forbidden"?

Well, it's learning by being hit.

That's the fastest.

Baaak!

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