The sky was clear.
Chulho stood still and looked at the clear sky. When I closed my eyes, a cool autumn wind came and wiped the sweat off my body freshly.
In front of my eyes, a powerful Hellkeiser sighed for relief.
Chulho smiles at him and extends his hand. Hellkeizer grabs hold of Cheolho's hand.
* * *
Somehow, I'm terribly tired.
Chulho rubs his eyes.
When I'm in the seventh world, I watch out for even one breath. Extreme tension is always present throughout the body, focusing so as not to create even one possibility in the bay.
Thanks to that, I always had to feel a terrible fatigue when it was over.
When he got home, Tangerine was standing on his father's bed and sleeping on her back.
Tangerine stood squarely in an inner garment, resting on the back of her neck well. The pose doesn't look very comfortable, but you snore.
“...... Ah. ”
Chulho sat quietly in front of him.
And I looked at the baby with my chin clenched.
Sweetheart.
What are you dreaming about?
By the side of the tangerine, you see a quietly seated bracelet. The armpit lowers its head slightly, smiling slightly. Chulho nods at her.
Beyond the window, sunlight comes in.
The sun shines on the slightly dim room. Familiar furniture placement, familiar fragrances, and familiar sunshine.
Chulho continued to observe the tangerines.
Both cheeks were plump and shiny. He's got a filthy mouth, but he swings his legs! I did.
Qadang!
Tangerine sat down on the floor. I was surprised, too, and I burst into tears with my eyes wide open.
“Hmmm, Hmmm......”
As the tangerine wept, I looked at Cheolho. Then, I stopped crying and crawled up to my dad.
“Papa!”
Chulho held such tangerines in his arms.
“What are you doing? ”
“Yeah, Dad was here, right? ”
Tangerine stood up for a long time, whispering as if her father was happy, and grabbed Chulho's hand and headed to my room.
“This is hopeless? ”
A few blocks ago, Tangerine built a very nice house. I put it on display in my room, and it looked like a medieval castle.
Tangerine glanced at Chulho with a smile. Waiting for a compliment.
Chulho looked surprised and said.
“That's amazing. Did we do all this tangerines? ”
“Woof! This Goguryeo sunset. This go-bar? ”
Tangerine pressed the gimmick on one side of the wall.
Kick it! Kick it!
A door opens slowly in a single wall. Tangerine waited quietly. But nothing happened.
Tangerine said towards the window inside the castle.
“I'm in! ”
“......? ”
“I'm in! Ow! Ow! I'm a pariah! ”
As Tangerine urged to elongate, loud voices came from inside the castle.
Wake up! Get up!]
[Guys, wake up!]
Soon, the young mountain fairies started pouring out of the castle windows. The pinky ones roar out of the castle and walk out of the gate in a row.
“Good job! ”
Tangerine nodded in delight and pulled out a small chocolate from her pocket.
[Chocolate!]
[Exciting!]
The mountain fairies howled and expressed their joy.
Chulho grinned. And I grabbed a tangerine.
He slapped his cheek against the neck of a tangerine.
Smells good.
The smell of shampoo or detergent? Or the smell of a baby?
I put my cheeks to the fluffy hair of a soft little girl, and somehow my whole body's tension clears up. Chulho stumbles slightly and sits on the bed.
The tension of what remained in my heart was finally fully eased.
.
“Oh, my God.”
Pata's first words were, "Oh, my God."
He mutters, "Lord Almighty." Well, I suppose you could, too. Oh, my God! The spiritual tree was such a huge amount that it filled one side of the subspace.
Chulho smiles bitterly and looks at him.
“They say it's spirituality, these things. ”
“Fantastic.”
The last entry reached tens of times the amount that Cheolho brought. Pata nods at the helm.
“Are you hurt? ”
Chulho smiles slightly.
“Yes.”
It was dangerous.
Pata gave Chulho a cup of warm tea.
“Without a break? You can tell me about it later. ”
Patha's eyes were filled with grief. Cheolho shakes his head.
“I think I'd better tell you first. ”
Then I got up from my seat.
“They said they were sending these things upstairs. They don't know what we know, so they must be doing something that requires a lot of magical power at this scale. ”
“Hmm."
[Apparently, he's trying to boost his strength.]
The silent Khal Rampage opens his mouth.
[They intend to cross the barrier beyond the power of the Seven Heavens. The White Hall.]
Yes, it is.
Cheolho's thoughts were the same.
‘Obviously...’
This harvest must have disrupted their plans.
“I saw where you were sealed. Near the center of the tower between the first and second thousand. ”
[...... I see.]
Kal Rampage's voice is full of bitterness.
“I couldn't get it. You sealed the seal, and the magic was too strong to resist. ”
[I understand.]
Kal Rampage nods.
Chulho told Kal Rampage and the Hellkeeper what he had seen. I exchanged information again, came up with a new plan, and finally came up with Bellid's story.
“I gave him one good shot. ”
Then he showed Pata the realization of the newly created armor.
Parish -!
As soon as the armor became materialized, it shattered into pieces.
“Huh?"
Pata blinks.
“That's a hell of a harpoon. One?”
“Yes. There was only one valid hit, but I took this damage when he attacked." ”
Pata folds her arms at Chulho's words.
“Hmm...... Ignore the defenses? ”
“I think so. He's like a passive shape that most classes always apply to. It cuts through space, and it's faster than I am, wearing armor to ignore defense. ”
Pata nods.
“Come. First, I'll start crafting new armor. And...”
Pata adds with a serious face.
“This fruit, no. Did he say spirituality? There are this many of them, so I'll try to make some weapons this time. ”
New weapon.
I felt the need for weapons. Chulho folds his arms and thinks of Velid.
Two two-handed swords he used.
I thought there might be a secret behind that sword. Cheolho, in the Third Heaven of the Seven Heavens, saw the xenophiles carrying minerals.
“It's a golden myrtle. ”
Hellkeizer said.
“The weapons used by the monsters upstairs were also made of gold confounded stones. It's my floor, that's for sure. ”
The golden cornerstone.
All those minerals are golden cobblestone.
Since the armor has been broken down, you consider the search to be over.
Maybe it was a mistake. Should I have risked a little more?
“No, it's not.”
Hellkeizer cut off Cheolho's regret.
“The monster upstairs, he had tremendous power. If it gets any more dangerous, you're right to avoid it. ”
If Chulho dies, it's all over. Although it can be avoided by immortal will, immortality without armor is truly meaningless.
Cheolho nods.
“Yes.”
“...... ”
The Hellkisser looks at the helmet. Then I bowed my head.
“...... Sorry. ”
His apologies were, in many ways, apples.
Apologize for failing to defend the position of Apostle of the Seven Thousand Worlds. And an apology for their helplessness.
Chulho smiled bitterly.
Pata slaps Iron Tiger on the shoulder.
“Rest well. ”
.
By the way.
We have a problem.
The subspace was torn apart.
“Mm-hmm.”
Qasim was standing near the entrance of the subspace.
The air on the other side is long torn. Qasim had never seen the torn side of the subspace before.
There's just nothing on the outside that's torn. Kasim flinches a stone at you. The boulder flies away, disappears.
Chulho told me never to go there. It's a space of nothing. He said that subspace is a space for establishment.
Sub-space is a description of iron that is located in a part of the space that is devoid of space.
Qasim did not fully understand the concept. But I know that if I go there, it will vanish.
“Ugh.”
This is bad.
Belid is a mad dark elf, just a creature that cuts through time and space.
Using subspace tactics is no longer available and is fast and incredibly fast. Qasim had never heard of Cheolho running away before.
My whole body felt creepy.
Qasim had never experienced such terror when encountered with any of his enemies.
Thanks to you.
Anyway, Qasim was working on the subspace repair. I couldn't sew up the cut, so I planned to twist and block the area.
Next to him, Kal Rampage, now a brilliant sidekick, returns with a pile of Arachne thread.
Qasim pulls out a lot of Arachne's thread and glues it to the gaps in the cut subspace.
[Cutting through space.]
Kal Rampage slapped his tongue.
“Because these abilities are common? ”
Qasim cautiously asked.
Virtuous
The crevices of the subspace are slowly closing.
[Lie if it's common.]
Kal Rampage also added, working quietly.
[should be the ability of the zero code.]
“It's a scary world. ”
Qasim trembles. Suddenly, some curiosity raised my head. Qasim notices and asks.
“Kal Rampage, do you miss the time of the Apostle? because he would have had that power. ”
Hmm?
Kal Rampage turns slightly. His body is now, reel doll. The slight tilt of your head gives you a surfer's look.
[Every once in a while.]
He remained committed to his work. I don't feel like talking anymore.
The subspace dressing was only completed after using a lot of Arachne thread. Now, the cut gap is sturdy and sturdy with cobwebs.
Around that time, he opened his mouth again.
[If we could go back before longing for power, maybe we would have been satisfied at that time.]
His voice was always in the grave. But Kasim, somehow, felt sorry for him.
“Strong power isn't always a good thing. ”
[Sometimes it's better not to know.]
* * *
Cheolho, as always, sat at the table and listened to the newspaper. The warm sunlight continued to shine inside the dining room. Someday in the afternoon, the world was endlessly calm and peaceful.
This peace is awkward.
Cheolho stares blankly into the air.
Back then.
Bloop-!
The door opens, and Echo arrives. Echo holds a bottle in one hand.
“Would you like a drink? ”
Cheolho grins and nods.
Echo asks, pouring a glass of wine.
“Is it worth it? ”
“Roughly.”
“Is it guerrilla again? ”
“That's right. ”
“Well, good for you. ”
“What?”
Echo raises his drink and smiles.
“That's your specialty. ”
Cheolho smiled as well.
Even in the face of Echo's Demon Lord army, Chulho responded with a thorough guerrilla. Cheolho was, indeed, a raid specialist. He was the fiend of the battlefield, who knew best how to fight in a few wars versus many.
Chulho raises his cup and meets Echo's cup.
The enemies of the past, now know they care about themselves. I felt that strange feeling that made my whole body tired.
“I'll sleep later. ”
“Huh?"
Echo shrugs and points to the door. Soon, glug! The door opens and a compartment appears.
The columns appear full of food ingredients. I got a bucket somewhere and burst, and laughed.
“Cheolho! You're here! Well done! Hold on! ”
The Khan shouts.
Echo nods.
“My body won the duel again today. ”
Khan enters the kitchen. Looks like he's trying to cook for us.
I'm hungry for some reason. Chulho leaned still on the chair.
Boom!
You must be mistaken for an explosion.
“Don't worry, Chulho! ”
Khan shouts again. Chulho is relieved, so he nods, slightly closed his eyes.
“Come.”