How the Villain Lives

45. Bifurcated

The deployment and movement of troops took place in less than half a day and took place in an instant. Since the last big Dane, Yoo Baek Woo has even led Japanese cooperation in exchange for a number of advances and lower regulation to avoid getting hit by the same number. Moreover, people's cooperation was also not comparable to what it used to be.

The civil war that has been going on has not necessarily had a negative effect. People were increasingly learning because they were not stupid either. After a long time of fighting, Kim Yi-hyun and Ji-hyun fought, and people were divided into two forces: the Union and the Salvation Guild. It could have been a big problem when they confronted each other, but it couldn't happen until Kim Yi-hyun bowed down and went in. Those who did not belong anywhere were in complete control of Seonghun with the help of the Hae-dong Office.

"Gasoline!"

"A minister."

All of those things came together in a single, truly spectacular way.

Chuck! Chuck!

Thousands of people were advancing in the right line without any error. It's not just formula that's great. The warriors, tankers, etc. are appropriately divided and encamped with wizards, archers, and priests. What was even more alarming was that each one already had abilities that were outside of the human category.

Even the weakest priests or wizards have enough stamina to break the mission or to help with items. They already have enough stamina to get away from athletes and special warriors on Earth. An army of juniors who are skilled in combat with murders and lives coming.

Besides, this army wasn't the only one here.

"How's the troop deployment going?"

"Now, wait a minute!"

The bookkeeper, who was following me from a little distance, cluttered at the sudden question and wanted to say something for a moment, and opened his mouth.

"No problem! This is the situation where we have deployed our promised troops in Tokyo and are currently conducting searches on the other side."

"I see. Let's see."

Ugh!

Looking at the map that depicts the current troop distribution, Seong-hoon fell asleep as he stroked his jaw.

'I think it's spread too distractedly. Does it mean something?'

There is a widespread division of more than twenty units. Moreover, some units were too close to each other to know why they had fallen, while others had fallen alone. It was a forceful word to bring Sung-hoon back to reality, who had been thinking so seriously for a long time.

"What do you think's going on?"

"Well, so far, it's pretty good. No problem."

"Yes? To be honest, I don't really know anything about this. It's welcome if you just twist your spear and attack the enemy."

"So study. If you go to the library, there are a lot of books of that kind. You're not reading or you're not reading?"

Despite the insults that may be taken seriously, he just frowned a little and sighed.

"I'll tell you what I can't do. It would be more efficient for me to stab the window one more time when I read one of those."

Yesterday, however, Seonghun was about to creep out due to the different appearance of the force. In spite of what he used to say, he was frenzied and ticklish. He had fun making fun of it, but now his strength was a sense of spiritual aesthetic. Then I couldn't ask why I wasn't as angry as I used to be.

'Well, that's enough.'

Honestly, I didn't know anything about seeing the map. Seong-hoon won't be so different from Sung-hoon in strategy and tactics, not just words. I've been through it so far, just because I think of backflips and tricks that no one else can think of in a timely fashion. If I had to hit it purely with strategy, I would have lost to Yu Baek Woo.

And as I began to see the castle from afar, I lifted up my arm and gave a stop order.

"I don't see any response until I get this close. Maybe it's a trap."

"I don't think so. If you think about it, it was unexpected that we came all the way here."

"Why are we here?"

"We have only the presence of a bookkeeper who skips the waiting time to send a search party and bring information, and the power to mobilize such a large force in such a short time... Oops. I don't know why I'm explaining this. Myrina."

"Yes."

"Prepare the envoy to get close to you, as preset."

It is not a very good choice to lead many troops and besiege the castle. It gives more vigilance than it puts pressure on the enemy. If we're not going to die together like the enemies we fought before, it was the right choice to make a modest concession.

Members simply mobilized thirty top-rankers around Kang Han, Yooseong Hun, Myrina and Choi Yoo Jae's four top-rankers.

"Are we just going to this number?"

"Just give it to me and I'll do what I say. What am I asking you to fuck?"

"No, but..."

"I don't want a lot from you. Just like you usually do with Kim Lee Hyun or me."

"You look more and more like a white cow. Please don't look at me like that."

Yoo White Woo usually treats coercion, but after obtaining some useless information, Sung-hoon took a small sigh and began to follow coercion in a slightly backward situation. Even if you say this, the official representation of the Synod will be inevitable. All the foundations, personalities and beliefs that have been built up so far have been abandoned, and once a masked ghost is made the representative of a city, he cannot leave.

The movement of the people on the wall began to come at a glance as they slowly began to approach nearby. At first, I was staring at this side like I couldn't believe it, but as I began to approach it, people began to appear one by one on the wall. Once that was enough, I could figure out one thing.

Are you Chinese?

If you're Western, but you're Eastern, it's relatively easy to pick one, two, three countries and some special countries like India.

Kuuuuuu!

And when he cut the ground with a spear held by a mighty man, all who were near him lifted up their hands and deafened. Then, after a while, he breathed heavily and opened his mouth.

"I'm here to have a conversation! Now that we're here to talk as envoys, I want you to send an envoy to talk too!"

Whoops!

It was a huge voice that sounded like a body, even though it blocked its ears and protected it with magic. A voice that has already been amplified by an infinite strength and a variety of skills can be said to be a powerful weapon by itself. The people on the wall were surprised and clumsy.

And after a long time, the gates began to open.

It's too late. '

It took too long to open the door, despite the fact that Mainland troops had been deployed that far in order to reduce the alert intentionally. Whether it worked on purpose to bring out the word envoy or those from beyond the gate, it was only about twenty. However, if there was one peculiarity, they were all wearing cloth.

"What is that?"

It was forceful to speak out of the mouth of everyone who was there.

It is advantageous to wear armor at any cost. In a world where magic and arrows fly and all sorts of strange monsters breathe, armor is not an option. Stat bonuses are not necessarily mentioned, and in some cases they can be worn with leather armor or chain mail.

Even the top-ranker, Sung-hoon, wore a partial armor that protected the boundaries of the precipice, and saved the inner armor that he could wear in his clothes to make his movements more free. But not a single enemy wears such armor.

'I don't have a deck or heavy armor, I can't do it, I don't make it leather. They're all made of cloth. If I put a knife to my waist, I think it's a warrior job.'

Sung-hoon, who looked at people in simple clothes or robes and curled his head, turned his head because he remembered something.

"Can I tell you something?"

"No, not exactly."

There is a man who fights in thin clothing without wearing a single piece of armor.

You don't think they all have the same type of job as Mirina? '

There are professions in the near family, such as warriors, but also those in the unmanned family that are classified as strictly different. It is a profession that allows you to learn martial arts professionally and gain greater aggression and better evasion than other warriors at the same level. Instead, it is a job that is not very welcome in Shinxi because wearing armor as a penalty results in serious stat degradation.

It was because some people initially imitated Mirina and chose an unidentified occupation, and then switched jobs and routed them to the battle.

"Coercive sir. They're probably..."

"I have eyes, too. I'll take care of it. Leave it to me."

Unexpectedly, coercion began to step forward slowly, without relaxing. And one man began to appear shortly after the other.

"You don't have to give or take greetings. I am the representative of the Synod. It's called coercion. Which way?"

"Representative of cleanliness among Ilshin Gupa, the owner of the jewel. Song-Il."

"What kind of blunder? '

Starting with the outfit, there was a grand modifier that seemed to be something, and it was a force that I could not comprehend the state of mind as I took over my right to speak. However, because it was an attitude that could not be expressed openly, coercion continued the conversation while maintaining as many expressions as possible.

"Are you Chinese? I…."

"I don't have to tell you. That's Korean. It's a little surprising."

"What's surprising?"

"I didn't know that only a small country like Orange Ca would survive yet."

"... Orange Ca?"

I'm out!

It was the same song that I heard something break even though there was no change. Sung-hoon, who was watching his body tremble slightly, simply wished that his patience was stronger than he thought.

"Looks like he's survived somehow with weed life."

"That's the way it is. So you guys have a lot of heads, so you've survived so far?" Awesome? "

With a smile on his face, Song Il Hak was not angry, but just lifted his tail slightly.

"Is that provocation, too? You're so childish. Why did you send more people than that? Did you send a surrender envoy?"

"I don't know what to believe, but can you keep saying that with my fist?"

"Too much. Song crest."

"Mr. Courageous. I think you're a little excited."

The two men grabbed Song Il Hak's shoulders and pulled him back as he showed a feeling that the two fights would overheat a little. I didn't mean to stop Sung-hoon, but I moved reflexively after seeing a man coming out of China.

'The timing of coming out to dry was very accurate. It's like a weave. For now, it's not good to be dragged there on purpose.'

As he thought so, he calmed down his representative and looked ahead, remembering his familiar face, and was forced to murmur without his knowledge.

"Mr. Qing?"

"Is that mask... a ghost?!"

There was a clarity in front of him who had assisted him in the fight against Jack Apron when he was conducting the forced mission. Clearness was also forced to panic over past relationships encountered in unexpected circumstances. Of course, he came back with a serious expression in an instant, but he secretly rejoiced when he noticed the gladness of his face.

'From the point of view of clarity, I am a clear silver man. It was used by Jack to save his life. As usual, I was going to leave this conversation to the compulsory..'

If someone on the other side is grateful to themselves, it's much better to stand up for them. If you feel gratitude, you inevitably have to be vigilant and can give you information that will help this side of something that was meant to be a mistake. Even if it is extremely unlikely, it would be better than to impose a strict limit with tons of horns.

"You don't have to work this hard. I'll take care of it."

"Hmph!"

He reluctantly yielded to Sung-hoon's plea. He was forced to step back after reluctantly reluctantly releasing a frightening energy for a while. With a wave of pure power and no magic, all the Chinese were forced to harden their faces. I realized that coercion is a dangerous object.

Looking at the chewy Chinese, Sung-hoon thought it would be an easy negotiation. But it wasn't just going to be that easy.

"Hey, there! Look over there!"

"That's her!"

"Devil! Lump!"

A few of the envoys pointed to somewhere, revealing their hostility. Turning their heads back, what they were pointing at was Mirina. Sung-hoon couldn't understand why people were so hypersensitive with Myrina.

So I was forced to ask him indifferently.

"Miriam. Have you ever met the Chinese?"

"Well, I don't think I remember."

"I don't think that's how these people react."

If it was possible to kill a person with his own eyes, even a corpse would be miserably slaughtered, and he would tremble as he looked at those who were glowing with desperate eyes. Miri, who was pondering for a moment, said, facing the palms of his hands lightly.

"Ah! I remember! We met once when we were on a compulsory mission. There were people who didn't have the skills and knew how to do it. They just came to the crowd. I had a hard time dealing with him for a while..."

"Ouch, you wicked bitch!"

Qaaaaaah!

It was instantaneous. Song Il Hak, who was retreating, pulled his sword from his waist and began to rush towards Mirina. I didn't even think about stopping him from moving too fast. However, with such a horrible ambush in front of him, he just kept his face still and moved.

Reflection.

At the same time, the half-drawn sword stood in the way of Song-Il-Sik's sword. However, he began to be shot at the entire body in Miri by dividing it into a number of black spots.

"Oops!"

I didn't know who was spitting. However, if you look at a sword that hits eight bullet points at the same time without one moment's error, no one will learn without opening their mouth. Lesser skills like Dancing Swords are unparalleled! However, even that skill prevented and avoided all of Miri.

Moreover, it was not yet completely black. It was surprising what Song-Il Hyuk showed, but even more surprising was Myri's response to treat it as if it wasn't algebraic.

"You want to fight?"