How the Villain Lives

33. Courage? Manyong?

"Haaaaaaam."

"You're sleeping long enough. I waited for you to wake up and put you to sleep. Let's get started!"

"I'll eat first before I start. Shouldn't you be using your strength?"

"Huh, this guy."

"I think meat will be a little stressful from the morning. Is there anything in particular you'd like to eat?"

"I wish I had a simple sandwich."

"Do you have any idea how hard you can handle it when you cook?"

"If the food suits my taste, I'll leave it in my hands."

With excitement, Sung-hoon began to make food with a familiar touch. Sung-hoon, the party who was being tested, was relaxed and the elderly became impatient. I couldn't bear to wonder how I was going to beat myself.

"Would you like some tea?"

"Of course…."

The old man, who was about to say yes, kept his mouth shut for a moment. Even though I have been eating food so far, I have never directly recommended or received the same type of liquid as tea. And now all of a sudden, you're giving me the car?

'Maybe I put poison in this car.'

It is not wise to rush in and open your mouth with force and poison or ambush. However, it is also possible to consider poisoning food as wise enough.

"No, the car's ready. Just get a sandwich."

"Here it is."

"In exchange for yours."

"Try to be meticulous."

The old man, who began to eat with Sung-hoon's sandwich, went to the chair and sat down as if he could not waste any time. It was a gesture that allowed me to know how much I was feeling. I ate all the sandwiches made by Seong-hoon who didn't intend to waste any more time and sat in a chair.

"I'll see you go to battle as you wish. I can't bear to wonder how you thought you'd beat me."

He also said that he must win within 24 hours. So the elderly considered all kinds of numbers that Sung-hoon could use while sleeping and finished preparing for it. At first glance, it looks nothing different than usual, but the tiles are fixed with a powerful restraining spell. In order to prevent the stone from being secretly moved, the once laid stone also has a powerful fixation spell. Of course, it also has a defence against hallucinations and mental magic.

'I can't trick you with this. You must fight only on a tile, whether dead or alive. Now, how are we going to do that?'

"You don't mind if I catch Black, do you?"

"I see. You're a challenger, that's all. You have to give up."

He lightly loosened his hands and closed his eyes, and lifted up the stone and laid it down on a tile. In order not to waste his time, the old man placed a stone in close thought for 10 seconds, and Sung-hoon rolled his head as much as he could, thinking for 10 seconds.

'This old man. You've done everything you can for the Duke.'

The stone that opened its hand was not as smooth as it was glued with any glue, and magic was impossible to use. It must have triggered powerful dispel magic throughout this room. The idea of a thorough go-between. When the twenty crystals came, the Holy Hun was invisible to the outside, and he smiled with joy only in his heart.

'As I thought.'

Just as the elderly knew Sung-hoon, Sung-hoon also knew the elderly. An old man who knows that Sung-hoon is a resonant character who does not use cowardly means and always tries to fight with himself. It is not possible to have some kind of lucky card game involved, but in other battles, I always fought only with a small difference. I don't know if it was just to make fun of myself, or if it meant spraying a little more, but there was a gap in the digs.

It is not always easy to win close to home with a half-home difference in GO. For once, GO is already almost obscured from the mid-1990s. If the opponent has more skills than the novice, it is impossible for the god of GO to win a reverse victory in GO with a certain degree of fantasy. And Sung-hoon had more skills than that. If you concentrate as much as you can on one side, that's possible.

"You're still tailoring it to me."

"Hmm?"

"If you always try to win with a small difference, you can make me abstain without going to the end."

"Hahaha. Then it won't be a battle. Shouldn't you be able to use your head even more if you fight so closely?"

"Well, it does. But unfortunately now.."

Heh!

"It's not the time to be so lazy."

"Huh?"

The elderly anticipated that Sung-hoon would drag him into the long battle and see the battle. How Sung-hoon can make the most of his stamina and agility. But rather the opposite. What Sung-hoon was after was short-term war.

To say that you must win within 24 hours is simply to get into a psychological trap. If you say that you only win by going, the elderly will concentrate without worrying, but you will be sold off by the word 24 and the limit of 10 seconds, giving it a lot of meaning.

'Do not end with a single plate.'

It is the beginning of GO's sentence to be determined, and the middle of GO's decision to win or lose. Late is more than just confirming the results that have already been determined. Beyond the beginning, until the middle of the 20th century, there were two forces, similar or still partially advantageous.

'Shall we fight back now?'

Short new voices came out of the old man's mouth as he lifted the stone, thinking he had to go on a chase.

"Mm-hmm."

Suddenly the vision becomes blurred and the head begins to blur. The flow of magical force within the body is also unusual. I didn't use curses or special magic. Then this is..

'Poison? For now, let's cut the stone...'

The old man, who was almost out of time, hurriedly lifted a stone and placed it on a tile. Sung-hoon, who confirmed that the condition of the elderly was not unusual, also began to lay the stone down in a different attitude than until now. He made the most of 10 seconds and then embarked on the next stone so that the stone would be scarcely different before the elderly stone was laid.

"Why do you do that? Do you feel bad about something?"

"I think so. Hmm."

"Oops. So you shouldn't eat the food that strangers give you, right?"

"Though I didn't think you were a stranger."

'It works.'

At first glance, I was making a somewhat inaccurate undertaking, unlike the cold and accurate appearance I had so far. It doesn't make sense if it doesn't work. I ate more poison than I made using the poison of Elder Hydra, which I couldn't even get for the money. It would be more strange to be healthy.

"I just want to ask you a few questions. Can you answer them?"

"How much."

Just right!

One second was enough time for Sung-hoon to think. Not only by splitting accidents, but also by accelerating accidents. In contrast, the elderly are not. It is impossible to calculate carefully when you can't maintain your sanity because you are poisoned with poison at the same time as setting the time to 10 seconds.

"You think there was a problem with the sandwich I ate, but didn't you change yours and mine? But how did I get addicted?"

"It's nothing. Both were poisoned."

"... both? You mean you're locked up to get poisoned?"

"No, I took the antidote. Didn't I recommend the car?"

The old man's forehead slightly distorted.

"You got an antidote in your car?"

"Yes, if you suddenly authorized a car that you wouldn't normally recommend, I thought you would doubt it a hundred percent if you took a pledge to win today."

"Then what would you have done if I hadn't eaten a sandwich?"

"I thought I'd eat that much. I've been making sure that the personality of the elderly isn't that bad for days. I refused to recommend the car, and I was sure that I wouldn't refuse the food. Of course, he doubted each other and changed things, but both of them were poisoned, and as a result, they went back to what I thought."

Sung-hoon used his head in a way that the elderly did not even think. If the elderly tested wisdom by calculation and analytical methods, Sung-hoon would fight psychologically. The absorption of the spleen did not free Sung-hoon from the effect, but at least if you take the antidote beforehand and wait until the end of this GO as long as the high stamina level supports it, you can postpone the seizure.

Just right! Just right! Just right!

Sung-hoon lays down the stone in one second with the elderly who hold it for 10 seconds.

It seemed to leave it unthinkable, but it was an attack. It is an attack that does not allow the elderly to recover from poison. It is an attack that drives the elderly away without a chance to think. Obviously, as the edition progressed, the situation on the edition prevailed over Sung-hoon.

'Hahaha. This is a big deal.'

It was only now that I began to understand what a series of conditions meant for Sung-hoon. Restricting him to 10 seconds meant to drive him away, but on the contrary, it meant to accurately measure the exact timing of a poison seizure. There's no time limit, so it's no use if the poison attacks in the early or late days.

In the early 1990s, he made his concessions, and in the mid-1980s, he began to be pushed more and more because he couldn't think properly because of the poison. When I barely decrypted the poison, I was already perfectly inclined to Sung-hoon. In this situation, it is impossible for the God of Diarrhea GO to overturn the victory and defeat. I don't know if Sung-hoon made any mistakes, but when I saw him staring at the tiles with his eyes open, it was not possible.

The old man, who was touching the stone, took a small sigh and laid the stone down.

"Lost. It's impossible to flip a plate that's already tilted this far."

"Well, as I thought."

"Hmmm."

The old man who looked at the audacious face of Seonghun, who was not ashamed of the poison, could not bear to say a word.

"Don't you think you're a coward?"

"Yes? Coward? Why?"

It was Sung-hoon who curled his head as if he could not really understand.

"Have I been forced to poison by force? Were you even cowardly on the tile? I'm going to use my head to figure out my personality, and I'm going to make a ploy of my own, and I'm going to fight. Didn't you always try to close the battle? Haven't you given up your chance to win? Didn't you ever think you could stab that point?"

The old man was forced to keep his mouth shut by his confident remarks.

It's not wrong. If I paid enough attention to each of Sung-hoon's actions, I could stop this situation. I might not have received food today, but if I had been more vigilant from the beginning, I would not have even eaten with you. This also falls into the category of wisdom. Successful plan. However, apart from that, I couldn't create a feeling of frustration.

"I didn't make you pass like this."

It is the purpose of this gateway to make you exceed your limits. It makes me curl my head desperately and nurtures his wisdom. I never thought I'd get through the gates of insight, analytics, intuition, computation and stuff like that.

"Didn't I win anyway? I didn't do anything wrong. I followed the rules, and I won brilliantly by squeezing wisdom."

"I think it's more accurate to say tricks than wisdom."

"Tricks aren't tricks?"

"I'm afraid so. I think the plot should be emphasized in a peculiar or groundbreaking way."

The old man who sighed for a moment shook his head excitedly and said:

"It's a very rude, cowardly, and degrading technique, but it's still the right thing to do with your head. I didn't expect you to go to psychological warfare, Hap... It's another time."

"I'm sorry, but I have a busy hour, so I should get out of here. Do you have any advice before you leave?"

"No. Get out of here."

Just right!

At the same time as the old man bounced his finger, Sung-hoon stood in the cavity where he first fell. The path of wisdom was blocked by thick stone walls. Sung-hoon sighed with a scratchy head. If I knew this was going to happen, I should have gotten the information in advance before the battle.

'Anyway, there are five of them left. So where do we go now?'

Oh, my God, he's not that savage.