Have a Meal Before You Go

There were many portraits. It seemed to be at least a few hundred thousand things. Each of the portraits was painted. The paintings were captured one by one.

Chulho looked at them one by one.

7th class.

I've been looking forward to it, but I've never really thought about wanting to have any abilities. I just wondered what was at the higher level.

So I moved slowly.

This place was like a huge white space. With no walls, no wind, just a white space, the iron arc continues to walk.

The number of portraits is enormous.

Not really.

Classes vary greatly, but there were many divergences in the same discipline.

For example, there is a cantilever procedure of the Khan, while there is the ultimate somatography of the Iron Tiger. There were also other classes, such as the cost of physical surgery.

Because there are advantages and disadvantages between classes and specialized abilities, there are various classes even if the same technique exists.

I don't like anything.

Cheolho just walks away.

Suddenly at that time.

Click-!

A portrait clicks on you as if you were asking me to select you. The other portraits were fine, but only the portrait was moving.

Chulho looked at the portrait.

Click, click!

The painting was a girl curled up in a gust. I put my hand on it.

[Wind Spirit]

Maybe it's fate, too?

Cheolho smiled. And I got the portrait.

Kung-!

Your heart beats. The portrait infiltrates into Chulho, and your whole body begins to flutter.

Boom! Boom!

My heart was pounding. Soon.

Shhhhhhh!

You hear a noise. At the same time, the amount of magical power that the body of Iron Tiger can store is more than thirty times that of the six class masters.

Magic is coming from everywhere. It felt refreshing enough that no words could describe it. The horsepower that has increased to thirty times has been fully charged.

He also began to twitch his whole body.

Boss, boss, boss!

The bones align, and all the good hair falls out. Then, the hair grew back long. My nails and nails fell off and grew back.

Dook, dook!

The pain is overwhelming. But strangely, it was a very pleasant pain. The skin was flayed and peeled off like a chicken shell, then reproduced and repeated.

.

It was two days later that night, when everything was over.

When Chulho opened his eyes, Qasim looked down at him with a worried face.

“Qasim?”

“Oh, Steelho! You're welcome. Thank God. ”

Qasim cries.

Cheolho rises up. On the other side, there is still a struggling cartrox tucked into the crowbar.

It wasn't a dream.

Cheolho got up while running away. And I was a little surprised at myself.

“You're tall, Steelho? ”

Qasim asked.

“I see.”

Skin looked white but very hard. Cheolho tilts his head and walks to Cartrox.

“Khh! Khh! Don't be too happy, mortal. It's almost time for Eugene to absorb the Wind Spirit King and come down to this land! ”

Cartrox yells at the whale.

“Qasim.”

Chulho looked at Kasim and asked.

“Yes?”

“Spirits, can they be evil? ”

“I don't know…"

Qasim scratches his head.

Cheolho pulls out the gong-nil. I slipped out easily. When Cartrox was about to get up and run. Chulho lightly put a ring on his back.

Boom!

“Huff!”

Achievements gained by Margaux can be taken away with Innocent. You can then fill up the orphans and leave room for rehabilitation.

But there is no such thing as a cartrox. It made me taste steel nails.

If you kill the Spirit King, the clans of the earth will be stranded for a while. Is that really the right choice?

I'm not sure.

Cheolho has always thought about this fork in the road. There are benefits and threads to any choice.

“Qasim.”

Chulho, who was still thinking, called Qasim.

“Yes.”

“There's still a lot of waste storage, right? ”

“Waste storage? ”

Qasim seems surprised.

The subspace is divided into several zones.

Summer warehouses, weapons islands, pharmacy warehouses, gold warehouses, sea level beaches, winter warehouses and waste warehouses.

The waste storage, which collected the most useless things in subspace, was quite extensive.

“Looks like there's not much left to throw away in the sub-space." ”

“That's right."

Cheolho nods. Then you lift the cartrox from the crown jewel with a spear.

Pot!

Suddenly, Chulho disappeared. Qasim dreamed of both eyes. He thought that his master had entered the world of the seven classes he had been waiting for.

“Huff…..”

I couldn't believe it.

Qasim thought that there were six class masters, too. No ancient literature has ever shown up on the continent of Espan.

Such a master now walks the path no one has ever gone before.

Kasim stands still and stares at the place where the slippery helmet disappeared.

There were tears in my eyes for some reason. Qasim was very moved today.

“Master....... you're amazing. ”

Qasim is trying to keep his mouth shut, nod, and be moved.

Pot!

Chulho has resurfaced.

“Qasim, would you bring me something to wear? ”

* * *

The Waste Depot, where only the darkness exists, is completely empty. There are only a few pieces of old furniture left that have become useless, rotten tree roots, and scrap metal.

Cheolho put the cartrox there.

“Yi, Yi, Yi! ”

Cartrox rushes in screaming.

Chulho punched. Baaak! Cartrox bounces back and forth to the end of the Waste Depot.

“Rrrrgh! What are you trying to do to me? Are you going to kill him?”

“No. If you die, the clans of the earth won't be able to rise again. ”

Cheolho replied uneasily.

“Really? Kill me! Khhh-heh! Kill me! ”

You grin nervously as if Cartrox had caught a weakness. Chulho snorted and built an absolute conduit around the waste warehouse.

Guwoowoong -!

The current amount of magical power that Iron Tiger has is thirty times that of the six classes.

The amount of magical power that entered the seven classes was completely united in one absolute conduit. A truly terrifying magical force was gathering.

“I won't kill you. ”

“What?"

“Instead, I'll give you time to reflect. ”

Boooaoaoang!

Translucent dome-shaped absolutes were formed all around.

“Hee-hee! Hee-hee! ”

Cartrox is frightened.

I have seen Eugene Woo draw magic for dimensional movement several times. At that time, Cartrox, who felt the amount of concentrated magical power, thought he would never be able to beat Eugene Woo.

However, the human in front of these eyes was of a different dimension.

“W-what are you doing? ”

“Here.”

Chulho poured out all his magical power and created an absolute system that would never break. In order for Cartrox to break this barrier, it would take seven classes of steel and its equivalent.

“From now on, this is the room of reflection. ”

“.......? ”

“Reflect there. ”

“.......! ”

“Suffer. Look at yourself. Look back on your life. ”

“Well, what? ”

“I can see if I've reflected enough or not. So be sincere and reflect. I believe that one day you will be revived. ”

Cheolho smiles quietly.

“The Demon King, who was unlikely to be revived, was revived. There's no reason you shouldn't be. ”

Chulho turns away.

And for a moment, it was completely gone.

“....... ”

The remaining troll narrows his eyes. You can't break that thin dome-shaped seal? No, I think I can break that soon!

Cartrox sprints forward, throwing himself forward.

Tong-!

I just heard a very faint sound. This time, Cartrox summons a massive fist made of dirt with a lot of magical power.

I hit the absolute boundary with it.

Tong-!

“.......! ”

It was like punching a very thick glass with the fist of a two-year-old. Cartrox has laid siege to the barrier for a long time.

Then I sat down.

“Oh, shit! ”

You echo only the voice of Cartrox in the waste cellar where there is no one.

.

It was a beautiful afternoon when I left the subspace. Chulho enjoyed the warm sunshine.

Before returning, Chulho sits at the base of the tree and sighs.

A lot has happened and a lot has changed. I could feel the wind as I closed my eyes.

The seventh class was Wind Aesthetics.

The magic power consumed rose at a very rapid rate. With some magical power, Chulho clapped his hands.

Whee!

The cold wind blows and remains in both hands of Iron Hoe.

Although philosophy is the hardest of the seven classes, the aesthetic of the wind is also the lowest class I've just achieved.

It was impossible to summon the great spirit from the beginning. The wind fills your hands with pastel tones.

Shashah Shah Shah -!

The wind soon took shape. The first summoned spirit was a Wind Intermediate Spirit Silf.

Cheolho glances at the silf with a glance.

“Do you want to sign?”

Silf glances at Cheolho, nodding. And Pod, he's gone. Chulho summoned three more Windy Intermediate Spirits, making the same deal.

By contracting with the Wind Spirit, I became more familiar with the winds that blow on the world.

Cheolho stood up just then.

First class is a world destroyer.

Ultimate physiology.

Stealth.

Absolute connection.

Wind magic.

The wings of light.

Six classes I've been familiar with so far, now.

Aesthetics of the Wind were added.

I took a step into a world without end. Chulho thought about it quietly. After being so strong.

‘I miss you. ’

I haven't been home in days. I missed you all.

* * *

As you enter the dining room, you hear a loud cry.

“Uuuhhh!”

Tangerine was singing a big song. Next to him, Khan and Echo sweat.

“Huff, puff, puff, puff. ”

“Tangerine's dad will be right back. ”

“Yeah, I'll be right back. ”

“Uuuhhhh! Get rid of it and lose. ”

“No, no. ”

I smiled at the sight of two xenophiles, stealing tangerines' noses and wiping their tears.

“Ugh…… huh? ”

As the tangerines shed tears, I looked at the helmet. Tangerine mysteriously stopped crying.

Then I jumped up and ran to Cheolho. Tangerine, holding the bottom of the tiger, raised her head and looked at the tiger.

“Papa?”

“Yes."

Chulho lifted the tangerines. Then he took his cheeks to tangerine's cheeks. Tangerine asked Chulho.

“Papa, did you just lose? ”

“No?”

Chulho hugged the tangerine.

“Dad would never leave tangerines behind. ”

“Jing Ja? ”

“Of course.”

Chulho held the tangerines for a long time, then put them down.

“Daddy went to pick up Tangerine's friend. ”

“Ching Qu? ”

Cheolho smiled. And summoned the Wind Intermediate Spirit.

Shya-ah-ah!

Four Wind Intermediate Spirits appear. Tangerine smiled brightly.

Whereas.

“....... ”

Echo squats. It was like a dream to summon that damn creature, the Spirit of the Wind.

On the other hand, thank God.

With Steel Lake back, Echo thought he was relieved.

The End

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