Leveling Up, By Only Eating!

Thirty minutes before the Summoned Battle.

Ji Hoon sits on one side of the waiting room, his head bent, his eyes glancing at the surroundings, sipping water.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Colleague!"

The Black Wizard Ali. In other words, Yoon Ji Hoo shows one disc video to his brother Yoon Ji Seok on his cell phone.

Yoon Ji-seok smiles widely and likes it.

And Locke, that index.

"No, Mom, Dad! Don't come to the Player's Waiting Room! What's with the T-shirt?"

Her parents and sister look just like her in a white T-shirt and say, "Love Locke! It was because the letter 'was branded!

"Our index! Fight!"

"My son is the most handsome man in the stadium!!"

Then, a moment of silence passed by in the waiting room, as Suu Ma said.

And quickly rejuvenate.

Athens' waiting room is quite free and under control only before the start of the game.

Ji Hoon was silent on the other side of the crowded waiting room.

He was always alone.

'I envy you.'

Ji Hoon was jealous of her family, looking at her t-shirt and seeing the red index on her face.

It was the same with regard to Yoon Ji-seok and Yoon Ji-hyu.

Someone is crying on the phone with their family.

Ji Hoon lowered his head while glancing at the gap.

Then someone came to him.

"What are you doing here alone?"

"…… Yes, yes? Huh?"

As Ji-hoon raised his head, there was Min-hyuk. Next to Min-hyuk, Kang Min-hu was with his father.

Ji-hoon lowered his head even more nervously when he saw the great president Kang Min-ho.

Kang Min-hu smiled and said.

"You're the friend Min-hyuk told me about?"

"Yes, it is. Father."

"Haha."

Kang Min-hyu bursts into laughter at Min-hyuk's words. Jihoon, who was lowering his head.

His heart trembles in a single word.

'Friend.'

That's how Min-hyuk introduced himself to Kang Min-hyu.

"Stop Hung."

"Yes, yes."

Jihoon looked up at Minhu, but he couldn't look him in the eye and rolled his eyes around.

A nightmare that has been disconnected from people and harassed for a long time.

By doing so, Jihoon's physiological evasiology was on the very worst side.

Kang Min-hu, who had been staring at him for a long time, said.

"Soon it will shine like a jewel."

"Yes?"

Ji Hoon looked at him in the words of Minhu. I looked him in the eye without even knowing it, but I could really see it.

Minhu, who smiled a little, patted his shoulder and stepped out.

I felt like I had never felt this way in my life.

Ji-hoon asked him.

"Why did you help me?"

"…… When did I?"

"……."

Min Hyuk couldn't help but cough in Ji Hoon's desperate eyes.

Min-hyuk heard that he really came and died ten times.

And Ji Hoon was able to see many things by looking at his letters and change a little.

Min Hyuk stared at his eyes for a moment.

"I think it can change."

"……."

At that, Jihoon stared at him silently. And he thought it was so different.

He was busy cursing at the world. However, he stands up and tries to cover himself with a lack of caring, which is a pain worse than his own.

"And this."

Min-hyuk gave me a note from Ji-hoon.

There was an unknown number written on it.

"……. This one?"

Min-hyuk smiled as Ji-hoon questioned.

"A gift that has visited me ten times. It's the number of Kennedy, a world-renowned burn specialist, my father has already told me about, so you'll be able to get treatment after the game."

Kennedy was a world-renowned burn therapist.

However, he is an authoritative doctor who has never seen his face in his life.

Ji-hoon owns quite a lot of assets. One, he can't even be found as an asset.

And Ji-Hoon, who had been disconnected from the world for a long time, at one point gave up his treatment and did not realize that the world had changed a lot.

Ji-hoon's eyes tremble violently.

The broadcast comes when Min Hyuk weakens his shoulder.

[Summoning contest contestants, please gather in the entrance/exit lounge.]

Min Hyuk says to him.

"It's time for you to change."

Ji-hoon nods quietly. The Athenian step soon approaches and leads Ji Hoon out.

A man who walks down a corridor behind a step.

He grabs the note he handed to his chest tightly.

And I burst into hot tears.

He steps forward and the index in the waiting room looks curious.

"I don't know why you're doing this. I don't even know if he's trustworthy."

Human thoughts are all different laws.

And there is definitely a look at Ji Hoon badly.

Back then, Ali. Yoon Jihu said.

"I seem like a nice person."

Minhyuk smiled and said.

"Just one phone call from my dad was enough to give me Kennedy's number."

Yes, it was very easy for him.

But one phone call will completely change a person's life in the future.

"And that's how we get there."

Min-hyuk hears the cheers of the crowd cheering in front of the Summoning Festival.

"You're better than anyone."

And Min-hyuk looks at everyone in his place.

"And a friend."

* * *

[I can't believe it even though I'm watching it right now……!]

[Do you see? Death Knight is like 15 years old. Not only that, you can see the people who are presumed to be Rich around a small kingdom built out of the bones he created.]

[Now Death: The world is scaring the world.]

[Look at Death's tired eyes. It's like a leopard's eye. Till yesterday, Death purchased a lot of concern when he bowed his head or was anxious to chew his finger, and felt restless during the Korean group photo shoot. Now, is he the man he was yesterday? It feels completely different.]

[Yes, the king staring down at his players with his arduous eyes! He's literally the king of death himself!]

Death places one hand on his chest.

It's a little memo that Min-hyuk gave me.

The warmth of the memo still remains in your heart, encouraging you to change yourself.

'That's the only reward I can give.'

What you can do. It changes like he said.

I want to throw away the dirt that has been wrapped around me for a long time and rise up.

Those who insult me?

Blaspheme and mock!

I will go through them with courage.

And then...

"Kuhahahahahahaha!"

Bastien bursts into laughter. Sitting on the throne, he lightly crouches his head and looks down at Bastien, looking down at his troubled gaze.

Bastien seems to have noticed something.

"You're amazing, you're amazing! Unlike you, he was a great big man!"

It is true that you are skilled at outperforming the Necromancer ranking jack in the first place.

Bastien looks around at the other players, shrugging their shoulders.

"What are you afraid of, huh? Wake up, people. This is a contest. The one who had a spectacular summon with spotlight in the beginning? Do you think 40 of us can be defeated!?"

"…… I see."

"You're an idiot. Cook."

Bastien still thinks Death is an idiot.

The reason is simple. Their number is 40. Death is alone.

The splendid appearance he had never seen.

That spectacular appearance sets off a fire.

If anyone is as good as Death, he will be entitled "Never Win Gold."

Death is the one who brought this upon himself.

Even if you can work with many undead, it is rather difficult to fight against the powerful summoners that 40 users are working with.

Death looks down at them from the throne as if they were amusing.

"Is that so?"

That said, the main players burst into laughter. They rank 1st in Bastien, the Summoner.

He will be in charge of the overall command, and if he is logged out after destroying the death ruler's bracelet with him, it will not be too late for them to play.

Dozens of players stare at Desman at a single moment.

He smiles relaxed, but Bastien thinks his insides are burning.

* * *

Spectators. And communities all over the world. The commentators of each country sighed, even though they had appeared magnificently.

[The brilliant appearance of Death Fighter has set the fires ablaze. It's a 40: 1 fight.]

[Perhaps if Death had concealed his powers and summoned them gradually, one gold medal would have been confirmed. And by the way, only a Death fighter's ego drives him into a crisis.]

Acoustic acuity

The audience also began to get restless.

People of South Korea who have just been cheering.

They rejoiced that there was someone in my country who had taken the pinnacle of a summoner like Death.

However, there was no choice but to show sorrow and disappointment in that folly.

And the squad leader.

The South Korean team members sighed.

"How did this happen?"

"How do you beat 40 people by yourself?"

Their voices.

However, Min-hyuk was looking only at the front and looking at Death on the screen.

And he smiled.

"Death wins this fight."

"Huh?"

Locke looks back at Death with a curious look on his face.

Soon, Min Hyuk said.

"Death made the board. He's a genius gamer."

* * *

The summoners await Bastien's command.

And Bastien says,

"Tuttle Dragon! Head out to the front and push those who are blocking with high defense power! In that gap, we'll take out the mobs around us and enter a place unlike that castle!"

Bastien's words were reasonable.

Turtle Dragon was a giant turtle monster, but it was very fast.

The defensive strength was hard enough to damage even the confused rankers' hard shells.

All of a sudden, Bastien's summoners and other players' summoners were gathered in one place.

Meanwhile, Bastian questioned.

"Hey, Lacalie! Come on, Turtle Dragon, move it!"

"…… Why my turtle dragon? There are lots of other monsters."

Bastien frowns.

No one here knows.

Turtle Dragon had the highest defense power and also had an even greater amount of HP than imagined.

Then why Tuttle Dragon?

One, if he doesn't like it, that's it.

"Then Matsumoto. Why don't you take the lead!"

"… I hate it. My Ogre Trolls are not as defensive as Tuttle Dragon."

His glances were crumpled. The athletes said.

"Why don't you lead the way?"

"If my turtle dragon leads, I'll be out of the game." "

"Are you just going to give orders and stay behind? To prevent your own power loss?"

"Well, then, Wyvern Squad! Destroy that place first with the Wyvern troops...!"

"Wyvern troops should not have low HP."

The moment I heard such a loud noise, Bastien noticed. Something is going wrong.

Yes. Any fool who stands in the way will suffer a great loss of power and will eventually be logged out even if he kills Death.

"Khh, khh, khh, khh, khh, khh. Kick, Kick, Kick!"

Through the crack, the sound of Death's laughter creaks in.

Bastien. His complexion begins to turn white.

It tells us that his laugh was predicting the situation.

The sound of laughter spreading for a long time.

The people in the audience and the commentators start to realize that the situation is unusual.

[If you act as Bastien commands, those who collide with the Undead will suffer heavy damage and eventually be eliminated.]

[That's why we're busy postponing each other. In fact, I couldn't overlook that until just now. But I think Death had a hunch.]

[He's actually a brilliant player. Death is expected to unleash a new wind in Athens.]

But Death has reached the height of another drink here.

"Oh, right."

Death laughed for a long time. He sits on the throne with a cold expression and looks down at Bastien.

"Don't you know you're just as threatening to them as I am?"

The moment I heard that, Bastien felt stunned because he was breathless again.

I looked around.

The reason this Summoner Feud field is large is to allow summoners with various features to utilize various features accordingly.

And so was Bastien.

But now all the summoners and summoners have overlapped themselves.

And then the summoners start to realize that. At that moment, Death opens his index finger.

"Can I make you an offer? While you're fighting Bastien, I won't lay a finger on you."

Vascular marks protrude from Bastien's forehead.

"What the hell...!"

But he didn't finish.

because I started to cooperate around them.

"That's a good offer."

"That's an interesting taste."

"First, eliminate Bastien and second, eliminate Death. We'll do the rest of the fighting. I think Death will keep his promise."

At that moment, Bastien choked. He notices Death sitting on the throne, laughing and laughing.

Death hunts himself without a finger.

"Hehehehe, hehehehehe, hehehehehe!"

His evil smile curls fear over Bastian, realizing he touched someone he shouldn't have touched.