Haroon

The battle didn't last that long, so it was settled.

Where there were presumed leaders, hundreds of feet of magic missiles were targeted and completely disarmed.

With resonance magic many times its size and power, the magic missile was foolishly smashed into the Dark Shield, leaving no survivors.

Dylan and his warrior advisors focus on the Black Knights at the top of their game, and Donnes uses a wire to shoot down those who appear to be commanders. That's why the opposing team collapsed without hesitation, and the Tapha warriors and their horseshoes were able to deal with the rest without any damage.

The tapas warriors slaughter their opponents, not just because of their grudges.

So were the horses. Regardless of how fierce and cruel it looks, the warrior army advisers gathered toward Harun shaken their heads vigorously.

"Looks like you've been hit a lot by them."

"Yes. I think there's a story to it."

Harun noticed something strange about the Tapha warriors as they were severely damaging the bodies.

'There are not many undead and foreigners.'

Yes, there was little light sand that appeared when the estramorwn died. This proved that they were local, and thus far it has overturned what most members of the Darkness believed to be pagans.

'Then they are a team organized for something special.'

While Harun was obsessed with that particular matter, the right side of the mountain also became simple.

Enemies who were herded above the statue were gathered in a narrow space and were simply annihilated by resonance magic missiles. Even if he had avoided the same magic as the Blink, he could not have avoided the speed and power of a few upgraded magic missiles.

With two magical attacks, a group of magical advisors who specialized in a tremendous degree approached Harun. You can see the faces of the torturers who recovered some Mana with Mana potions.

"Haha! A magic missile this size could be a six-circle spell."

"What do you mean, you're seven circles long, you're six circles good at blowing away three times in a row, and you end up getting beaten to death?"

Harun is distracted by the stories of the coming advisors.

"Well done, everyone."

"Haha! No. It didn't rain much. I am amazed at the fact that the resonance magic we've created together is this powerful magic, and I thank you again for giving me this opportunity."

Especially the magical advisors from the Fomercans, including Ashein, were amazed at their results. The resonance magic was refined more and more exquisitely and expression time was accelerating.

The magical advisors were fortunate that they had immense destructive power and power that could not be generated by normal attack magic or by the power of magic.

"That's almost clear, too."

Ashen looks at a group of Tapas approaching them and says, Some of them were old.

Most of them were tall and majestic in stature, but their prayers were not unusual.

There were no more dark knights and hordes left alive. The Tapas' warriors are divided into two. One group takes refuge in the rocky areas and the other group digs a pit to dispose of the bodies.

"My name is Barack son of Tapa, Balmon's thumb. These are the warrior chiefs of our village of Emlong.

If you hadn't helped, the villagers would have been wiped out by the vile enemies here. Thank you for your help. "

"You're welcome. They're the work of all the mountain tribes. My name is Harun."

He was an old man who greeted Harun. Harun was not small, but one head was taller and had a muscular body that didn't fit at all with the facial wrinkles.

He left horn-ridden hair in the middle and all the rest were very impressive with a clean bald head.

Behind him were middle-aged warriors with enormous stature and firm muscles.

Harun looks carefully at their heads and almost smiles. Their heads were similar to those of the elderly in the lead, but the size of the hair was different, but the fragrance of the prayer seemed to reveal their position in the clan.

"Many of the clan survived thanks to you."

Barack's eyes turn toward Harun's back as he says thanks again.

"Isn't that Ashen Pommerkan?"

Barack asks carefully, unsure of his face, but recognizes Ashen.

"By the way, the man next to you is like the great Rowan Warrior. Uh, Berkon Khan?"

In his mouth, Ashen followed by a few other names. It was clear that they had faces.

Harun takes a small step to the side, and Ashen smiles forward.

"Haha! Barack the Great Warrior finally made it out of Evergreen."

"You really are Ashen Pommercan."

"Haha! That's right, I was a ginger, but I figured it out pretty quickly."

"You were so young that I almost didn't recognize you. I'm the one who got hurt. Then why did you become so young? And what brings you and the rest of the tribe?"

Ascein's jaw rises high as soon as Barack says he's too young.

"Huh-huh-huh, I took some good pills, and we Aka, Ain and Burka are already united around a squadron of blast mercenaries led by Commander Harun here."

"Yes?"

Barack doesn't hide his surprise from words.

"What the…?"

"Literally. The Great Warriors and Fomercans of our three tribes have joined the mercenaries in earnest thanks to the commander."

Despite what Ashevine said, Barack didn't quite understand.

"Commander, we will retrieve the staging area. Talk comfortably."

Earlier, the Tapas were not extracting the cobblestone from the dead horse corpse. I don't know why.

Harun gave them an excuse to talk some more.

Harun followed Dylan and Tino to the battlefield, where horribly dismembered bodies were found. Harun asked you to bring Mino and Suni down and extract the cobblestone from the beasts' bodies.

Their beaks, such as steel, made it easy to extract the horsestones from the body of a water horse.

Now, the Tapas warriors and horses who had left the battlefield and joined the families who had fled to the Rock Belt were surprised to see Mino and Sunni coming down to the ground, but when they saw that they were being instructed by Harun, they were a little nervous.

"Haha! It's been a long time, Barack."

As Harun's group dodges, Ashen approaches the Tapas with a comfortable face.

"I never thought I'd see you here again."

"I left a long time ago because of the clan's urgency."

"So am I."

"Do some of your friends still live there?"

"I haven't checked, but I don't think so. I heard the whole Devil Mountains is being lured by those murderers. It's not a good time to be practicing freely."

"I think so."

Ashen nods and looks at Harun with a view of the salt of awe.

"Are the three tribes really united?"

Barack, who read the emotions in Ashevine's eyes, asked again with an unbelievable face.

The same armor they were wearing was enough to know that the three tribes of Great Warriors and Foemkans had joined an organization, but he still could not believe it easily.

They were all wearing handmade leather defense gear from the Tarim Workshop. By wearing the same armor, I was able to confirm that not all three tribes, but at least the three tribes that lived in Evergreen, belonged to the same organization.

"Yes. If it wasn't for Commander Harun, the three of us would have suffered tremendous damage." Unlike our enemies, our mountain tribes were scattered among the villages, so we couldn't face them properly. Fortunately, there was a commander and a storm trooper, so now we have a safe place to live and the scattered families are gathering. "

"Really? You look a lot younger."

Barack glances at Harun for a moment, extracting the cobblestone to see if Ashen's reaction, which seemed to be fascinating to young Harun, was strange.

"Age doesn't matter. Plus, after spending so much time with Captain Jellyja, I don't think I see old age anymore."

Ashen told Barack more about what happened to their tribe, what the storm troops did, and Harun.

Barack sees a strange light in his eyes when he hears that story.

"Are you the Great One, then?"

"That's what we think, Balmon, because we can't explain your abilities unless you're a keen man. The three tribes already think of you as a great man."

"Hmm."

Barack looks at Harun walking, sharing a hall of blood with the corpse in ruins. He ponders something.

From the first glance, I could see that Harun had an unusual airway, but I could not believe that Harun, who looked that young, had the ability to significantly activate the tattoo magic of the three tribes.

'I can't believe you have the spirituality that only the Elves and Gaiels can do, as well as the horse-taming skills that only our clans possess. "

He said he didn't want to believe his heart, but he had already begun to believe his head.

He is known for his pride and rank among the strongest in Evergreen, which only the strongest of the tribes can hear.

That's the man he admitted.

"That virgin is the finest sorcerer a mortal could never tame..."

Barack is a tapas who live like a mazu and family, so he was relatively familiar with Bertranvik as well.

According to the knowledge he received from his ancestors, Birthday Beak was stronger than Supreme Horseshoe, so he had the ability to process without lagging behind.

I didn't see his obligation to protect his clan hiding in the rock, but after hearing the reports from the warriors, I had already guessed what Harun had done.

'It's hard to believe, but I've also used my divine power.'

When he's done, Barack clenches his fist.

"Ashen, will you accompany us for a few days?"

"A companion? I'm fine. You'll be safe now."

"It's not for the safety of our tribe. Beyond these two mountains is Lake Tulam, the home of the clan. The Tapas will all be there. Not long ago, all the mountain tribes were convened for the great council."

"A rally? Who called a council?"

Ashen raises his voice with a frightening face.

"Looks like you haven't received your scorpion yet. They'll be here soon. And we and Ashram's proud Batun called a meeting."

"Wait! You mean Batun, the Grand Duke of the Ashram, is still alive?" "

Ashen, who heard the unexpected story, and the torturers who listened to the conversation behind him, asked with a big surprised face.

"Yes. She is suffering from old age, but she is fine now. After hearing that our mountain tribes were in crisis, Batun regained his strength and called for a rally."

"Haha! Amazing, you're already over 200 years old."

"Commander, there's a live one here."

Tino screams, checking for hazards before Harun.

Harun hurriedly made his way to Tino, where he could see one of the Black Wizards still alive.

The man who was knocked unconscious while digging the ground with Dig's magic died surrounded by Black Wizards and knights.

There were a few more bodies in the pit, and it must have been the head of them, judging by their colorful hues. The living were with them, so there must have been a lot of knowledge that collapsed.

Among them, some of the items were quite top-rated, whether there were estramorwn.

"Let's start with the treatment."

There were a few things to check.

I took out the potion Dylan had, fed him half, and sprayed half widely on the wound.

Ticktock.

The wound on the back plate was wide, but the wound was not so severe that it quickly began to sprout with a lather.

"Mmmm."

The man who woke up with the groaning stood round and looked down at himself, and instinctively got up and tried to run, but he couldn't do anything because of the depth of the pit he had magically dug.

"Mana Freeze!"

Taniella casts a spell to prevent Mana from being used on the Dark Wizard's body.

"Huff! The 7 Circles?"

He was horrified to think that he had to be at least one magician to force his Mana to freeze in six circles.

"Nu, who are you?"

"That's what we want to talk about."

Dylan's cold horse quickly turned his eyes to look around and soon became a dark face. The bodies of dead horses and colleagues lay among the bridges of the unknown.

"What is your affiliation and name?"

"....."

Dylan kicks the sturdy black wizard in the shoulder.

Baaak!

"Kuaak!"

The blow to the broken bones causes the Black Wizard to collapse sideways, vomiting, but not from the pit.

"Affiliation and name?"

"....."

Baaak!

This time, Tino across the street from Dylan kicks him out. (Secretly, they're cruel...)

"Knng!"

Again, the Black Wizard, who kicked him in the shoulder, was able to perceive a broken shoulder in vivid pain.

"What's yours?"

"No, no! I, I am Bakin, the torture wizard of the eight captors."

Jericho has not heard of an organization called the Capture Society.

It was clear that something secret was happening.

Harun felt a strong interest.

"Tell me about your little scheme right now!"

"Well, that's not... I'll tell you everything."

Bakin hesitates to answer Harun's question, and shudders as Dylan's feet fall off the ground.

"The Capture Team is tasked with capturing horseshoes on one of the three Golden Road stages and collecting the bodies of skilled targets, including the natives."

Unexpectedly, a wizard named Bakin belonged to an organization called Golden Road, not Darkness.

Not the Darkness? Human Guard, then? '

When Harun heard the name Golden Road, he came up with that idea.

Without further questions from his answers, Bakin reveals more details about whether he thought the explanation was inadequate.

"Our Golden Road Capture Team has been providing the materials that Darkness needs for a long time. The target was the corpses of men of magic and power."

"How many have you captured so far?"

"I was just training at the Dark Moon Horse Tower when I joined the Capture, and I don't know how I've done so far, but there have been over 2,000 horses captured by our eight generations in the last two months, some 1500 native corpses in the mountains."

Harun's face stiffens as he hears Bakin's answer.

'Human Guard and Glory Gaia have clearly held hands.'

It was clear from the various circumstances obtained so far.

'So it would be in reality.'

"What is the size of the Capture Team?"

"There are a total of 20. One unit consists of 1,000, 200 Golden Knights, 100 Golden Magicians and the other a Warrior. There are 300 tamed horses and 30 Wizards and 30 Black Knights sent from the Darkness to control them. Typically, when you leave an operation, two or three couples of 100 will come out and share their roles. This time, there were eight generations who were accompanied by a particularly high ranking member of the HQ."

It's time to flag. Over 20,000 people were gathering reinforced magic and undead materials like this without anyone knowing.

In total, forty thousand horses and forty thousand reinforced undead materials in the last two months alone.

Harun's group picks up an unbelievable piece of information and freezes like ice. I didn't pay much attention to the tall man.

"How are the non-native people captured alive?"

As he said, the bear thought about how long it was before he joined the Capture and replied.

"We don't know the details, but we've heard that after the launch of the three empires, they refused or were slaughtered and snuck into the mountains to attract or kill bandits or enemies and sent them to Darkness."

Damn it!

Now I know exactly who the materials of the reinforcements are.

Those who were the troublemakers of the Empire were the mountains. Evil people who had originally been bandits or dreamers, as well as those who had been expelled from the construction process of the three empires or had complained about hiding in the Simsan Valley.

'That's why the Enhanced Undead was so powerful.'

Even Refined Black Wizard abilities differ in the past, but fundamentally, they differ greatly depending on their abilities in life.

Harun had vaguely thought that the reinforced undead were the first to be abducted to the Darkness. But the power of the reinforced undead was too great to do so. At least a soldier with advanced Sword user skills was able to deal with them.

However, after listening to Biekin, I could see why.

"Where are the captors' headquarters?"

"Well, it's..."

Bakin gives a brief glance that he can't light up the place, but quickly opens his mouth as Dylan's feet fall off the ground.

"The Tar Basin."

"The Tar Basin is where the Darkness Basin is. I trust what you've said is true. So how many foreigners are in the Capture?"

"About half. Each of the top leaders is a total stranger, but especially in their 11s and 20s, a large number of foreigners are operating in three empires, not in the Devil Mountains."

Harun's eyes glow. I got good information.

"Tell me about these two, except the captors!"

"Two are golden deals that rule the Golden Battle and the offset of the Golden Knights. But we know that those two teams are five times larger than our captors."

Bakin was giving away information he knew he'd given up completely.

Some of them were about ghosts that Harun wanted to know so badly. However, with the possibility that Ghost is the main force of the Golden Battle, it was a pity that Bakin didn't know any better.

You've got the right information! '

After asking a few more questions, Harun was satisfied.

This is more dangerous than the Darkness.

If Bakin's words are true, then Golden Lord, a force built by Human Guard in Beyond's world, took in the people of Beyond and was very influential, unlike the foreigner Darkness.

Golden Road embraced a large number of skilled and powerful forces to engage with the opening of the three kingdoms.

Golden Road, the Heropathic Merchant Guild that had been infamous as a war merchant in the midst of the Darkness' chaos, was able to attract a large number of sod masters and go-circle wizards with enormous funds.

I could hear the Bakin situation.

From the age of five to learning magic, Bakin was an ordinary wizard who did not break the walls of the four circles until he was over fifty years old. He was a civilian genius, but his teacher had no power in the tower, and when he emerged from various education, colleagues and seniors who envied him made his habit worse with all kinds of handicrafts.

He couldn't even enter the Manatta magic team that others experience once every few years without proper recognition at the Horse Tower. Just like his master did, he had to make magic items and do trivial things to enchant them.

In his horse tower, he turned to work for decades who could not get out of the circle, and he was still thirsty at an older age when he was turned to Golden Road.

Golden Road introduced occult magic to wizards like him, various reagents and ancient dark magic, and gave the Demon King an opportunity to absorb the Black Magic Power through the fragment. Beyond the years of advocacy, Bakin has become more obsessed with dark magic and was able to achieve three circles in less than two years.

In the end, the Darkness and Golden Road share a training tube with the Dark Moon Tower, creating a powerful force in a very short time. Harun was convinced that the hypothesis he had been thinking about was correct, assuming their behavior to move as closely as an organization.

"There must be only one top! '

Harun concludes.

Formerly a separate organization, but now they run two organizations in one or one cell.

In that case, Harun's organization will include Glory Gaia as well as the Human Guard.

But my heart was not heavy. The Human Guard is like a pest to Humans anyway, so they must be dealt with if they have the strength. The reality is that they are now weak, but they promise to take care of it as much as Beyond does.

"What do you want to do next?"

I didn't want to hurt him because he gave me information like gold.

"I'm not sure. If I want to study more magic, but that's impossible, I want to go home. My parents are dead, but my brothers and sisters still live there. He was enchanted and finally mastered dark magic, but over time, he was thinking, not what humans would do. If you let me live, I want to go back home and finish my life."

It must be true to hear the heart of the verse ringing. But I couldn't let it go on like this. Bakin is a dark wizard in six circles. When I hit him with white magic, he was as good as the Seven Circles, so it was obvious that he would always be revealed.

"Can you get rid of magic?"

"Yes!"

Harun listened to Bakin's resolute answer and asked Taniella to perfect his treatment.

"What do I do? '

If you want to stop magic permanently, you have to destroy the circles that are circling your heart. However, the side effects are very severe. Originally, they were weak wizards, so the circle disappeared and if the mana was scattered throughout the body, they were more likely to get mana disease.

Harun thought of one thought, while Tanniella was treating Bakin, who was severely injured by her shoulder and muscles by Cure Magic.

"Let's absorb Mana! '

Harun has already absorbed Mana through the Forest.

"Close your eyes."

Harun closes his eyes and raises his will to the heart area of the lying Bakin. Harun has no Mana Circle, so there was no magic to use, but a way to use will and mana was possible.

Harun's consciousness, which injected Mana through the palm of his hand, was instantly assimilated with Mana and was able to sense the six circles circling the heart of Bakin and the thick Mana surrounding it.

It was Mana who was drawn from nature by Taniella's Frozen Magic.

Suck it!

Having established his will, Mana naturally began to pull Mana around the circle, but Mana of nature was not easily drawn and remained sticky.

If that's the case...

Harun begins to rotate the mana of the lower half of the war strongly, and as the density temporarily increases, a void in the Mana Ocean begins to form. Through the already uncovered Mana Road, a powerful absorbent force extends out towards the alien.

Shhh.

Mana, who had tightly tangled Mana's circles, quickly began to be sucked into Harun's palm.

Immediately, when Mana freezes, Bakin winces at his dreams. It seemed like the collapse was about to use magic.

However, Bakin's face quickly withered and died.

His Mana circle was being released into space at a terrifying speed like a thread.

Shhh!

Bakin's Mana Circle begins to be sucked into Harun's palm at a terrifying speed.

It's so cloudy! '

Harun can see that Mana is cloudy as he absorbs Bakin's Mana. Perhaps up to three circles have the effect of learning white magic and later absorbing black magic to create three more circles.

Huh?

Strange things happened. The Mana of the Bakin absorbed by the Mana Ocean has been refined as it passes through the Mana of the epilepsy. The Mana layer of the epilepsy was burning cloudy impurities that were absorbed.

It's good for you. The idea that Mana is pure is that she accepts that will and reacts quickly. Pure Mana was able to do more than a dozen times as little.

Harun, who absorbed all of Bakin's circle Mana, reduced its rotational force. Immediately, Mana Road's absorbency decreases and Mana Absorption decreases sharply.

At that moment, Harun's transplant turned into an alien.

'Huh? That's weird.'

Of course, the face of the Bakin was strangely calm, which required a profound sense of devastation. As soon as Harun saw the cool baking like he had removed a lump of germ that was eating him, he could see that Harun really had an accident with the Dark Magic.

'You're not all bad because you learned dark magic.'

Harun devotedly turned Mana in reverse order, after a moment of realization. In Harun's body, a gentle, natural Mana begins to coil around the Bakin's heart, leaving only faint traces.

Huff!

Looking at the stunning eyes of the frightened Bakin, Harun sends his thoughts.

- Deal with it.

Hearing Harun's voice ringing in his head, Bakin leaves a shock and concentrates on Mana Circle.

Light and sticky Mana was smaller and thinner than before, but made five loops in no time.

"This is the best Mana! '

It was not Mana that put such a burden on your heart and body as black magic. It was also not a cloudy mana that could barely resonate with a runner with extreme concentration. With a little will and a spell, Manawa resonated with the natural world and was able to express her mind's magic quickly.

Unfortunately no sixth ring was created. But Bakin was satisfied enough.

How did this happen? '

I feel like I've washed my dirty clothes. No, I felt like my whole body was being reborn.

Bakins can no longer practice dark magic, but they can do much more powerful and effective magic than that.

He instinctively realized he had become a true five-circle wizard, not a clumsy six-circle.

Bakin jumped up as the five rings settled steadily.

"I will never forget the Master's grace."

With extreme courtesy, I had a strange feeling about the faces of those who saw baking.

I didn't know what was going on inside the body of the Bakin.

"I don't think it's evil, so I'll give you one more chance to master magic properly. Learn magic that can save people, not harm them."

Harun smiles satisfactorily. He was able to learn about Mana's new operation.

We have found the possibility to force the Mana loop to increase for wizards who are ready but have not added Mana loops yet. That's why it's impulsive, but it makes the Bakin the right five-circle wizard.

"What happened?"

Taniella and Mirus bite excitedly. They had a hunch what was going on inside the body of the Bakin. But that was something Harun could never do, not even a wizard. No, you can't do that to yourself in a circle.

"I've refined the Mana of Bakins."

"Did you refine the Black Magic Power?"

"Well, is that possible?"

Harun nods at the question of the two. The two of them only cared about Mana's harmony, but Harun had a clue about something much more important than that.

"That's remarkable."

"What a great captain you are!"

The two of them were appalled that Harun, who was an outdoorsman, had this ability, but they wanted to hear more about it when they had time. I wanted to hear the details of the process right away, but it wasn't the case.

"I have sinned a lot, but now that the Master has cleansed me, I want to follow him for the rest of my life."

Bakin desperately asked me to keep his aim intact.

Harun looks at Taniella and Mirus.

"Since Bondi is neither evil nor talented, I will take her as a disciple of the Hurricane Horse Tower."

"Since it was Bondi's 6th Circle, it shouldn't be too hard to climb up to my level if it's more enlightenment."

The two nod gladly, knowing the meaning in Harun's eyes.

Beyond wizards are different from foreigners who can increase their strength through skill books and potions.

Even if they absorbed Black Horse power, they wouldn't have been able to perform the miracle of circle-ups three times in a short period of two years.

Taniella and Mirus decided not to hesitate to take Bakin as their disciple. In fact, they didn't necessarily think that dark magic was bad. Spells are also considered to be the limits of dark magic.

When the Bakin situation is cut short, advisors talk to the Tapas and Harun's group.

The torturers offered Harun the same advice about what they had heard.

"Commander, perhaps you should try going to Lake Tulam."

"Yes, I think you'd better meet the Watun sage."

Harun wonders if he still needs to go see him, despite the constant words of the torturers.

The appearance of a boss named Dark Prince and the disappearance of Ibelin left me with absolutely no time.

"Is it really necessary to meet someone named Batun in this situation?"

"Yes, you must."

Ashen hesitated to answer, but of course, he also said why.

"The Grand Duke Batun is like the spiritual cornerstone of our mountain tribes. Meeting him is never a waste of time. Of course, it may differ from the point of view of the storm troopers, but meeting him as a mountain tribe would be very beneficial."

That's not why I empathize so much with Harun.

"What kind of person is he?"

I had to stop by even if I thought I was going to Matsurut Fortress because the advisers strongly advised me to.

But I had to know why they were doing this.

"130 years from now, the horses have been shouting loudly. The horses were calling for hundreds of years, but it was the most dangerous thing we knew. The great weakness of the mountain tribes was actually due to the tragedy of that time. At the time, due to the chaos of the strong horses, almost one tenth of the population was reduced by our mountain tribe."

It was remarkable that the demons were shouting so regularly that the mountain tribes who defended the Devil Mountains in the name of keeping the precepts of their ancestors felt so great.

"At that time, the Thar Basin, as well as the number of horses that fell from the land of chaos, was enormous. The most intelligent minds in the world cast a feast of medium-level horses, and almost all the warriors of each tribe and their cars were killed. The remaining mountain tribes are the descendants of those who were hiding in secret places, away from the mandibles at the time. If the mountain tribes had kept their power back then, Darkness wouldn't have dared to treat the Devil Mountains as his home. Because the screams of the warriors and the Khans who died to protect their descendants at that time were fulfilled, and the current warriors and the Khans did not possess the proper power."

"By the way, did someone named Batun solve that garbage patch?"

"Yes. A blend of Tapas and Ashram made Batun extraordinary from his youth. He sought to become a Khan, quickly gaining knowledge of the Transferring Tribe, but unfortunately, he was unable to become a Khan because he was not recognized by Balmon." and he was so desperate that he ran out of the world that he came back 50 years later. He had only mastered four circles of magic, but he was called the Great Sage in the outside world. When all the mountain tribes were extinct because of the gargantuan uprisings, Barthun suddenly appeared as a warrior, not a compartment, but with remarkable wisdom and magical items, separated the horses and used the terrain and the organs of each tribe appropriately, one after the other. Of course, in the middle of that, nine died, and most of the rainbows that each tribe boasted disappeared, but because of him, the mountain tribes became one, and we were able to avoid extinction. "

Then he is a great figure. He was called the Great Sage of Four Circles, but he united the mountain tribes who had lived in harmony for thousands of years.

"Prints and wisdom were different, but the tapas' blood had one particular skill. It's a trick that makes you really follow magic. The barons who follow the Batun are as talented as our warriors. It was said to be temporary, but it was able to double the power of the devil, and it was said to have conversations with the demons. However, he was known to have killed all of the elite because the tamed horses performed a preset operation without too much effort."

Talking to Mathew? Double your ability to do that? '

It was wise to be called the Great Sage, of course, but it was truly remarkable to train a shaman like an army.

A horse that I'm really interested in. Harun can tame magic, even though he doesn't tame magic, but he controls their souls for a while. However, it's amazing that Bartoon has a lifelong ability to train, not just for a moment, but for a moment to improve his abilities.

"Very well. Let's go! I'd like to meet him."

"You thought well. I believe that when the commander and he meet, there will be a solution to the situation."

Harun's decision was greatly welcomed by all the torturers, including the dead who spoke. They also wanted to meet the legendary hero of the mountain tribe. even though there were expectations like Ashen.