Green Skin

[There is little known about the human fencing in the east that is said to have been in close relations with the honorable Chief Blood Dagger. But seeing her emerge from the many tales of the Greenskins who follow the Blood Dagger… approximately… now that a lot of time has passed, it would be no exaggeration even if most of her questions were piled up.

Several old books found no trace of her, but it appears that there is a strong possibility that someone intentionally discarded the material. But in a few books that remain, she is not actually a human being..... but also about the human courtesy of the great and wise war queen Kim Yu in the east..... - A very old book. Excerpt from the footsteps of the great chieftains.]

"Pair"?

It was a remark that seemed to confess at a tremendous time. I thought there might be a mistake. I had to get her back on the phone.

Pair?

[........................]

[It means "best friend" in human language.]

[sighs]

[Kmm... Wrong word. I have to disconnect my comms because I'm busy. I'll get back to you. Rest well.]

Zhang Yeung hung up on me very urgently after asking me again. Unlike the usual voice, it seemed pretty great not to stutter.

When I smiled a little, Park Han Chul opened his mouth, looking at me with a somewhat morbid look.

“Then I'll show you where to stay. ”

-Thank you.

The guided room feels pretty luxurious. It was a room that I didn't usually feel like I was using, but it was probably the room I used when I let guests stay or sometimes heard from Jang Ye-ri.

“I'll bring you something to eat later. Rest well."

His words made me nod my head. The slightest doubt in my mind flew away. I feel like I can relax quite well. It was because they felt that they could be trusted.

After laying down on the bed, I slowly thought about the ledge. It's because it's hard to believe that even if I think about what I have seen today.

Treason.

We don't know exactly how or when we're going to rebel, but if we think about it in terms of timing, it's a little fast.

Witches slaughtered in their past lives a little longer now. Perhaps the country had a better chance of convincing her of power.

“Hmm…”

The witch grows strong.It's hard to judge, but perhaps the Sword and the Queen of the North are just as strong. However, this does not mean that she is still out of specification. Of course, she's still stronger than I am. However, if you compare it with the longevity that dominates the east now, you should definitely underestimate it.

Even if you use all the Death sickles, it's the same. I had little information about the long-term, but I knew he was strong, of course. It may be that I have moved ahead of my time to make things go wrong.

Rather, my existence could ruin the future that should flow.

The most important point in this operation is also.

‘How strong I am. ’

To see how strong I've become. It's completely different from before. If I tell you the truth, the comparison is strong enough.

But I don't think I've ever been stronger than the Queen of the North and the Sword. I grew up to grow, but somehow I felt inadequate even though their image was too big in my head. I slowly started to look at myself. It was to try to sort out what I got today.

[Weapons Specialist]

[Fighters who fought to survive wielded various weapons. They were swinging swords for the pleasure of others in some situations, axes in some situations, spears in some situations, and it was very natural for survivors to master all these weapons. Over time, people began to call the last surviving gladiators weapons experts.

After many years of disappearing gladiators, weapons specialists came to refer to people who were proficient in all weapons. They are brutally pushed and trained to become strong in their own way. Weapons that they use are not the answer to each other's fights. Greatly increases the skill level of all weapons used. A small bonus to Critical Chance for all weapons used.]

It's good.

Extremely good. The origins of the job were good, but it's not bad that your skill level in all weapons you use is greatly elevated. I wanted to clap and scream.

What I like more than that is that the job itself has an increased mortality rate. Currently, I have a decent chance of dying because of the weapon replacement effect. Not only these two, but the ring in your hand also increases the chance of being fatal.

This is a possibility, but since it has triple effect, most of the attacks will probably be fatal. How efficient the ability of this seemingly trivial fatal injury was already felt by catching the eastern horse-drawn horse. In other words, my aggression alone is comparable to ‘out of specification'. To what extent is the limited attack power, but not bad. I got up and reached for Dyne's Legacy this time.

The Grim Reaper's sickle is not my weapon, but this one is my weapon.

A lovely weapon that a fool gave me as a one-plus circle. Martha was a little reluctant about Bondi, but didn't care much. I started looking into his information in detail.

[Dynslave - Dagger Dawn's Legacy]

[A cursed dagger that drives its owner to his death, a dagger that cannot be killed until it has seen its blood. It's not a rumor that you can't fight until you're driven to your death or you see blood. In fact, when the owner of Dawn's Legacy triggered the sword, it was also referred to as the Blood Blade because of the continuous appearance of bleeding from the sword, and the blood that fell from Dawn's Legacy or cut into Dawn's Legacy used a lot of magic to gain control for a short period of time.

If Daen's Legacy cannot fill up the shed blood, the owner of the Legacy also has a penalty for being damaged.

You can summon and reverse it only if you are the owner of Daen's Legacy.]

[Magic Power +4, Agility +3, Strength +2]

“Hmmm...”

Very good. Very good. Unprecedented, excellent items. It takes a lot of magic, but it's actually a really good function to have control over the blood. Simply put, if you have this sword, you can solidify falling blood and use it as an attack, and even if you gain control of the blood you cut, you can use it in many ways.

The problem was the penalty, whether it looked like a marshal or not, was quite a penalty. I didn't know how much blood came out of Daen's Legacy or how much damage the owner of the Legacy took, but I thought it was a pretty annoying penalty.

Unlike the previous explanation, there may be situations where you can't really rush the owner to death or see blood until you have driven the owner to death.

It was okay to be able to summon and reverse summon, but it's literally a double-edged sword. He's a very good-looking guy. The sword began to ring subtly at a time when I thought it would be uncomfortable to use it unless it was an important moment.

- Whoo-hoo.

I felt like I was struggling to think that it would change my mind if I tried it. I don't know if it's because it's an owner's sword, but I think I know the idea.

- Whoo!

Very funny. In fact, I didn't expect to suddenly become the owner of such a weapon, but I also thought that if it was someone who was feeling this way, maybe that idiot would consider me as the owner because he didn't want to touch himself. Something I was afraid I'd abandon myself for. I allowed myself to be handed over to that fool once again.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Perfectly correct shape. It seemed that this black unqualified creature with his own will hated touching this body. I have one more thing to thank the fool for. The sword itself doesn't look so bad. It looks a little different from the large sword or ancient flame used often.

If it is characterized by a sword that is ignorantly large and ancient flames with a fiery sword, it is characterized by its grip on its hand quite tightly. The length was a little longer than an ancient flame. The sword is slightly thinner. A strange red ornament was attached to the blade and handle. Although the body looks luxurious and expensive, it is not as neat as a sword. But that's why it's even more attractive.

A sword that suits me well.

- Whoops.

A sword that really feels like a sword.

I started swinging my sword slowly because I thought it would trigger his ability to inject magic. Swordsmanship is thin, but heavy is not bad. It seemed to be clear not only the ability to add to it, but also the function of the sword. A sword that looks really good in a long time.

Penalties, but of course, tremendous power. I thought that if the special reinforcements I got from this and the other weapon I decided to hand over would also show this much efficiency, I would be stronger then.

In fact, I was attracted to the sickle of an envoy, no matter what weapon I received, which is universal as well as ranged, but I am not the owner. I've touched him a little, but he's unresponsive. It's subtly offensive. It's like Park Han Chul. He's completely in love with the owner himself.

However, it is not bad.

I grew more today than I did yesterday. Now I can confidently say I'm strong too. If you look at it roughly, it's probably a spider clan flail. Park Hye-Ri would also become stronger, but there was definitely a possibility if she could solve her unique abilities.

Of course, it's not a problem.

Assuming that I am now cultivating a character, I have cultivated one very efficiently. Originally, talented people came up to the current path of ascent, but there is no difference.

If the weapon replacement and the efficiency of the Horsemen had not been so compatible, they would not have been as powerful as they are now. You can also say that you cannot afford your character.

I thought I had power, but I wasn't sure how to handle it.

The bowl has grown. It also contains water. However, the content is poor. That was my condition that I was judging now.

* * *

Jang Ye-ri was looking at the mirror with a very embarrassing face.

"Thank you, my friend. ’

It's because he didn't leave his stupid words in his head. I thought it was a problem to be a little excited about being on your side with the "cool." I don't want to make you blush. Seeing the mirror over and over, his face was clearly in place.

White skin was as red as a drink. Even drinking has never changed my face like this. I felt like I was getting hot in my head all the time. Her breathing is rough and her eyes are red, even though the battle didn't take place.

Once I ripped my head off, the strange emotions did not go away.

Even more so after that.

"Single," meaning very close friends in human language. ’

‘Kmm... Wrong word. I have to disconnect my comms because I'm busy. I'll get back to you. Rest well. ’

It was unnatural for anyone to see. It was very unnatural. I took a breath once, but this strange feeling rarely goes away.

Suddenly, I thought I didn't want to lose this feeling.

It was an emotion that was constantly rattling around and that didn't suit me, but I don't want to lose it. Obviously, she was thinking that.

I closed my eyes for a while and felt cold for happiness for a while.

The flashy memories of childhood made her a little miserable.

The beast-like aura's voice and eerie sensations suddenly rise from the toe, and the foreman flicks the mirror with his magical power. It's because the face of the man who was greeting himself holding the horn came up in the mirror.

‘Let me tell you what your mother is doing. You may follow me.'

“Chirp!”

“Lady!"

With a loud noise, the nanny is surprised and tries to enter the room, but she opens her mouth quietly.

“It's okay. You don't have to come in. ”

“Y-you sure you're okay? ”

“I just remembered something a while back. It's gonna be okay in a minute. ”

Unqualified. Suddenly I thought that. He is a free man like a wolf. He wanted to go to prison himself, refused to be a Maverick, and cut off his own horn, and did not deserve to stand beside him. Looking in the mirror, you see yourself with a horribly cut horn. When you step on the mirror with a nervous enemy, blood spills out from under your feet.

It doesn't hurt. Red blood hardens the floor, but it doesn't bother me.

By the time the mirror was completely shattered or his face was invisible, Jangryong had regurgitated his violent breathing.

“Ha... ha... ha...”

“Ah... miss...”

The nanny's face came into the room, worrying about whether it was the aftermath of her magic, but she was moving her feet with fewer tremors. Then, after realizing his mistake, Jangryu hurriedly gained his magical power.

“I'm sorry.”

“No... no. Miss."

Zhang Ye-ri slowly muttered to himself what Mother had said.

‘Anai Totka. ’

Whenever he became weak, he kept chanting in his heart.

After cutting the horn himself, Jang Ye-ri lived like a man thoroughly and became as powerful as a villain. If you choose, you will be strong enough to twist and kill the beast, but Jang Ye-ri didn't do anything stupid because of his past grudges.

He knew that killing him now would make no difference. He wasn't the only one who had to be killed.

The father who insulted his mother and threw her into the lair of beasts, the dog who laughed and coveted his mother, the people who built the system, and are killing their breath and profiting from it.

As a child, the only targets of revenge were the brothers and fathers, but as I got older, I realized there were more people in this city to kill than I thought.

Revenge is not the only thing. This was a kind of atonement.

Atoning for his sins by betraying the heart of his mother and leaving the dying slaves behind.

So he closed his eyes.

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Today we only have Hanwha. I'm so sorry, but I'm writing it now, but I don't think I can get it on time. Put it up at the same time! If I can use it again today, I'll write it up!

Sunchuko is a great power for writers!

I'll make sure to use the rifle when the other one goes up. Thank you! I'm working hard! I can forcibly fill the quantity, but I don't think I'll be satisfied. I'm so sorry.