How the Villain Lives

17. New meetings

He decided to go back one more day and was forced to stop walking shortly after passing through the castle he had first discovered. In the middle of a vastly stretched plain was a huge black membrane blocking it. Just in case, I stabbed him with a black sword, but he didn't get a scratch, and his height was high enough that he couldn't see the end of the line of sight. I ran along the wall until lunch, but I sighed when I could not see the way.

"Isn't that the perfect opening?"

But if you bring people from all the countries on the planet together, if you open it at once, there will be a lot of chaos. In other words, it was still limited openness. The only place I went directly was from Shinxi and ran north. However, some analogy is possible with this.

"Once in the center of the synagogue, the distance from the synagogue to here is approximately 300 kilometers. Assuming that this shield stands out in the shape of a sphere or a rectangle, it can be seen that it extends up to 300 kilometers northeast and southwest around Shinxi."

Of course, this is just speculation everywhere. If only this side is pierced and all other places may be restricted, and if there are cities with people from other countries in this open field, it is pointless to scope around the synagogue. But at least it's better than not making any assumptions. I lifted the pen and began to add a few simple things to the map.

After looking at the map that was made quite brilliantly after being impatient, Sung-hoon decided to stop further investigation and return to Shinxi.

Although I was confident, there was still some anxiety.

'I haven't seen a monster. Whether I'm lucky or not, field monsters are hard to find.'

If I came out again in preparation, I thought I should bring Myrina, but Seong Hoon stopped moving immediately.

"... Oh, my God."

"Yes, who?"

The encounter with someone in a city other than the NPC suddenly happened.

Even though he was sold out in making maps, he didn't notice until he got this close. Evidence is that the other person is also an outstanding person. I did not draw the sword. But the book was heard in his left hand, and his right hand touched the handle of the sword. The opponent began to move first as Sung-hoon hardened his posture and showed no response.

"What are you?"

"What is this? '

Sung-hoon was only a little English or Korean. But at this moment, I could understand what the other person was saying. It was neither Korean nor English. Even though I was speaking Japanese, which I have heard sometimes, I could understand its' meaning '. It didn't sound Korean because the language was translated.

Obviously, I spoke Japanese and also heard it in the ears of Sung-hoon. However, the meaning and meaning of the words were automatically recognized. This was a really amazing experience.

"That's what I'm going to say."

"What did he just say?"

"Korean? How do I know what that means?"

I wanted to be surprised that it wasn't just Sung-hoon. They were also amazed. Obviously, I could understand what he was saying in Korean.

'One archer and one wizard on three inspections.'

I don't know the exact skills, but I didn't think I'd be beaten. The only thing I didn't notice was that my mind had been sold elsewhere, and I didn't have the ability to detect like Mirina, so I didn't have to be afraid to think I didn't notice the approach.

It wasn't just Sung-hoon who was nervous. Once I saw someone, I approached them, but I didn't really know there was someone else in the country.

"First of all, are you Japanese?"

"Yes... all of it. So you're Korean?"

"Yes."

"... I had a guess, but I didn't think there would really be people in other countries."

A man with a long attitude speaks with a trembling expression and shuts his mouth. I had no idea what to do in this situation. As soon as he did not think that a sharp sword would arise, Sung-hoon began to step back carefully.

"Oh, stop! Where are you going?"

"Where are you going, no wonder? We have to get back to our city."

"Back?"

A man who wanted to think about something for a while immediately made a stiff expression and gestured to his colleagues, grasping his attitude. As if it was a party that had been acting together for a long time, Sung-hoon frowned on his forehead.

I couldn't see it because I was going to the mask.

"May I ask what you intend to do?"

"I can't let you go."

"Have we met before? When did you say that?"

In the words of SeongHun, the report stiffened his face.

'We cannot reveal our presence in other cities.'

Reportedly, the city's first guild, the Shin Wing, was devastated. I was not told how to respond when I met people from other countries, but I was able to judge in my own way. If we let him live here, we'll find out where he is.

Of course, that didn't mean there was a particular penalty. But I don't know what's going to happen now. It is very disadvantageous if the position of this side is revealed in situations where the opponent does not know the position.

"Don't kill me. Just disable it and overpower it and take it to the city."

If you kill it, it will automatically resurrect in the city at that moment. If there was not a single life left, it was foolish to spend a lifetime knowing that one more life was given as the field opened.

"I just wanted it to be peaceful. What do you say we pick up our weapons and go to work now?"

"Peaceful? Then drop your weapons and be captured. If you don't resist, we'll treat you as a legitimate prisoner."

If it's an avoidable fight, you better avoid it. As long as the report is not stupid, it is better to take it peacefully than to take it with harsh looks. This was a very concessionary offer.

"I and my colleagues are the people of the New Guild. Don't make any useless resistance."

"Well, do I know what a thrill is? Anyway, I don't intend to go with you, so if you want to take it, cut off your arms or bite your ashes, do whatever you want."

"I can't help it."

"So don't just say it, but move it yourself. How long are you going to keep saying that?"

"... I'll make you regret it."

Ping!

Immediately, the prosecutor, who had returned behind Sung-hoon, began to strike the sword from the waist to the top. It was a quick and powerful attack, but Seonghun, who was supposed to be hit by the attack, turned halfway around and avoided the sword.

"If you don't want to talk, it's violence."

The attitude swings from front to side, the window swings from rear and the arrow aiming at the head just shoots. At that moment, Sung-hoon's body began to move at odd angles. Then all the attacks that I thought could not be avoided unless they were completely out of range were 'missed'.

"What?!"

The arrows threatened the warrior who approached from behind by bringing the detergent sword into his attitude and twisting his trajectory, hitting the spear and tilting his head.

'I'm going into a sigh.'

There's nothing good about pulling time. I have to deal with it when I get the chance.

As the sword blossoms, the sword of the Holy Hun begins to egg toward all sides. The wizard, who finished his march behind him, tried to blow the fireball, but the fireball flew in the wrong direction when a flame shot from a swinging rune blade exploded near his face, cutting off the arm of the man holding the window.

They were unlucky.

I'm only pushed by top-rankers like Myrina and the mighty, but the power of Seonghoon is never shallow. Objectively, top-rankers and top-rankers had a medium combat power, and if you are prepared for many things, you can aim for normal.

Ugh!

The fallen Seong Hun shredded the head of the archer with an unreliable eye for the blood sprinkled from the cut wrist, grasping the sword in reverse and smashing the face of the nearby prosecutor with a handle.

"Chop!"

"So why don't we talk about this?"

You have to make a mistake about killing, not oppressing. I thought so, looking at my fallen colleague in the twin noses, but the situation was already too late. Sung-hoon, who swung his sword like a windmill and bounced his sword, approached nearby and looked at himself.

"Sleep for a while."

Puck!

'Jen... Jean.'

I felt a headache coming up from my chest pack and I lost consciousness.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

400 kilometers on a half-day is enough for a horse + riding skill combination. If you reduce it by 100 kilometers, you will be satisfied with 300 kilometers.