Life Reversal with Item Copy

“The Bishop cut off the harmonious throat, didn't he? ”

Rumor has it it it was fast. Improvement of the Jecheon River, which was also taken care of. Everyone who was involved in the fight was proud to be there.

The hottest thing there has been lately is socialist news. He won't either.

“Hmph. Yeah, I'm from an orphanage. We'll be out of here soon anyway. ”

“What, man? ”

“Wiziga is holding on, but can you hold on? After all, there are different backgrounds. ”

Wisji, one of the three main families of Christianity (). It was already a public performance that Wijicheon Ho, the eldest man there, was looking for a Socialist position.

Against that formidable background, the Jecheon River was only an orphan whose pupil's seat was somehow placed in the eyes of the Buddhist Church.

He used to be a disciple, but he became a disciple of the Church dozens of times. Wijicheon Ho was also one of them.

After all, apart from that common background, there was only one family left.

“You son of a bitch, watch your mouth! ”

“You're the one to be careful. Can you survive because you can't see the world like that? ”

Chongkrang!

A glass of wine flies over his face, and the guest glass begins to become a fighting board.

The fight that began at one table soon spread across the floor. Only the owner of the guesthouse was trembling with his body hidden in the corner.

Meanwhile, that perspective.

“You're here.”

The Jecheon River returned to its place of residence. There was a child there who welcomed him.

His wrists were slender and relaxed, and his skin was only white because he could not see the sun. It looked like the Jecheon River, but I couldn't erase the weak impression.

A child who is three years younger than him and is always in bed with a fragile body.

“I heard you set the ball. I've heard rumors so far…… Ah…. ”

How nice to talk to you. However, the Jecheon River only passed away with a frowny expression of what was complaining.

Grass is dying as the tail of an eye drops.

He was smarter than an adult who was already dizzy thanks to his natural environment of misfortune and neo-Nazism, but he could not hide his gruesome expression. He was only eleven years old.

Meanwhile, Dojun, who was watching all this, sharpened his eyes. Especially in the emergence of dedication.

Maybe if you're right.

‘Is this the same cliff as So-young? ’

The object that Jecheon River was talking about with eyes full of ashes. It seemed that this child was the protagonist.

Dojun's consciousness was naturally focused on his instincts.

Passing through the Jecheon River and its followers. His men bowed their heads to Jecheon.

“Iron Canyon. Thank you for always helping me. ”

Hyeong-seong, who had a grumpy expression about his disregard, smiled and said to his men, "When did you do that?"

“I just did what I had to do. ”

My men, the Iron Monkey Dragon, replied indifferently and followed the Jecheon River.

Hyeong-seong, left alone at the entrance. He accidentally kicked the stone and walked into the room within minutes.

At that time, the Jecheon River was in charge of betting at the underground training ground.

The heat that covers the body sinks and the reddish eyes slowly return.

Even at the age of fourteen, he was already comparable to an adult, and his accomplishment was to put a lamb sword and a lamb dragon on a dagger.

It was great that he was able to achieve this level of achievement because he was a skilled martial artist. The red blood cell marbles, like all marbles, were very quick to accomplish in the early days.

Instead.

“Phew.”

I had to bear that burden.

It doesn't matter. It's been all the same since I first met the professor, since I got Suramagong from him.

How long has it been? The Jecheon River, which played the patriarch and ruled the bet without bottoming out.

The Iron Dragon that was guarding the entrance to the training ground came inside.

“The Lord.”

“What is it?”

Jecheon River, which speaks loudly about how annoying it is that the aura has stopped.

Despite the tone, the Iron Dragons talk nonchalantly.

“Martial arts is here. ”

* * *

“Kleel, it's been a long time, Bishop. To hear that, you killed the Great Moon Master with a Dagger? ”

Coming in was an old man with a bizarre twisted hand. A smile that gives infinite unpleasantness to the person facing it.

Even though his medical skills were in the hands of a midfielder, many were reluctant because of his bizarre appearance and more twisted intensity.

Jecheon River also did not hide an unpleasant look.

“Are you here to make that noise? ”

“No, no. The Holy Spirit is still in a hurry, my little companion. ”

Jecheon River looks at you as if you want to get the point out quickly.

In front of him, the 'Wizard’ gently scratched his sleeve. It also looked like it was deliberately breaking the veil to flip the opponent's insides.

“Where is this..... Ah! You found it here. ”

Ugh, what he took out was a little wooden box.

The Jecheon River received a wooden ship. I haven't even opened it yet, but a hot energy emanates from the vessel.

When I opened it, it contained a clear red rooftop.

He frowned and asked.

“What about this?”

“It's the end of the millennium. ”

A Thousand Years old flower. A huge spirit with red scales.

The innermost part contained the energy of the extreme sheep, and it was not as much as ten thousand years old, but it was a medicine that could be called the elixir of heaven.

Give Elixir to yourself at this time. It was not the Heavenly River that did not know this meaning.

“…… the pressure from Wiziga must be considerable. ”

As he speaks in a low voice, he smiles as if he were deliberately slaughtered.

“What are you talking about? I'm a senator. I only gave you medicine for your brother who suffered from a cliff. I can't make it better, but there's a car. ”

Dojun, who saw it, unwittingly clenched his fist. My fingernails dig into the flesh of my palms. If it wasn't for the firecrackers, there'd be enough blood.

‘Are both elixirs really effective? ’

That was, more desperate for him than anything so far.

Dojun's ears fluttered. It was a moment when I would not miss a word.

“And it turns out that your masterpiece is also the masterpiece of the Ultimate Sheep. This is a coincidence."

Martial arts spoke with a sharply bent eye.

“ ……. ”

“Then I'll go now. I look forward to it. Twenty years from now, you and the Wiziga Kid will be leading the school. Klkel."

Clicking.

Only the Jecheon River and Iron Dragon remained in place after the ceremony.

Jecheon River, which sees the wooden ship without words. Ugh, he's gone.

“Stand guard. ”

I spoke to Iron Dragon in a tone without hesitation.

“Yes.”

Iron Dragon didn't say anything either. Not questioning the commander of the state. Because that was his loyalty.

Within a few days, the Jecheon River swallowed the inner banks of the Thousand Years Flower.

Soon I felt all the blood in my body boiling. Even in that pain, the Heavenly River did not open its mouth with much screaming. He calmly regulated the energy of the medicine.

Take a little time, little by little, so that not a single toll of energy flows through.

Fortunately, the red blood cell ball he had learned was an advantage on this side. There is very little loss rate of bet for elixir with positive energy.

Approximately four weeks after the tsunami.

The Jecheon River opened its eyes. His eyes became more dull. The Red Energy is conscious enough to hide it.

“Phew……. ”

A heavenly river with small deep breaths. An iron dragon with no moves in your sights.

Jecheon River asked the Iron Dragon.

“Do you think I'm charming? ”

“No.”

The answer was fast.

“I am only the sword of the Lord. I don't think it's black. ”

The answer is as superior as it looks.

Jecheon River smiled.

* * *

The Jecheon River, which had fun once in a while, continued its close relationship with him. I took the elixir that contained him steadily.

There was no medicine as good as the first millennium flower, but the inner air of the Jecheon River expanded alarmingly rapidly.

Wiziga tried to scare out the sound of the ball, but it didn't work at all.

It was not a deliberate intention to die of intimidation, because there was a reason that it was only a prescription for the culmination of his brother Jekyeong-seong, not Jecheon River.

Of course, it was a blindfold. One day, when I saw the Jecheon River exploding in resistance, everyone could see that the drug was directed at the small bishop.

“I think the Lord of Society has been a little overzealous. The pill could make your brother feel better. ”

“Silly sound! How many of those pills do you think the cliff is worth? The judgment of the Soju Lord is right. ”

“But your brother..... ”

“I can't help it. If you are weak, you will be forced to conceive. ”

Those two acts gave rise to bad controversy.

But surprisingly, public opinion was half-assed. Because this place was a religion that worshipped only power.

Then one day.

“Here you are. It's a shortage made of Department Herb. ”

“Not bad. ”

“Brother?”

I saw Hyeong-seong handing over the medicine to the magician.

His expression became dismal. I don't know why. In the meantime, I heard rumors of a miracle with my brother.

I was just sending everyday with a body that I didn't hear and didn't hear. However, as I witnessed it myself, I came closer to shock than I thought.

“I'll go now. ”

He smiled and left when he saw such sincerity.

Jecheon River also separated his brother and headed to the retreat without saying a word.

“Brother.”

Hyeong-seong who grabbed the hem of that garment while unconscious.

Jecheon River looks back. There is no emotion in his eyes when he looks at his sick brother.

“Ah.”

In the same eyes as the wall, Jecheongseong immediately laid his clothes on his toes.

That night.

The Iron Dragon visited the room of Jecheon Castle with the lamp on until late.

It was quite a surprise. Because it was the first time he came to me privately.

“Are you okay?”

He asked in the same heavy tone as usual. It was a shabby tone, but Jecheon Seong seemed to be weeping with tears.

But with patience, he replied.

“What do you mean? ”

“in a number of ways. ”

Falang.

Jecheon handed over a book. I didn't see it all, but I just gave it up for nothing.

“Your choice is right. If I had to try to take that medicine, I would only have a year to live. I think it is right for you to keep your position as a socialist. ”

The expressions of dedication that spoke so calmly.

At a young age, he lived in an environment where he had no choice but to learn to control his emotions.

“If you get kicked out of the Socialist position, you might get killed. ”

“To Lord Wijicheon? ”

“Even if it's not him, there must be someone who wants to look good at him. ”

I didn't reveal it with my face, but I admired the Iron Dragon. It was not an insight that could come from a child who was only ten years old.

‘It's the peak of jealous skies that bring down a child's talent. ’

It's from an old book. All who are born on a cliff are born with brilliant martial arts and fidelity. It was a misrepresentation of that fact.

“My brother..... has always protected me since I was a child. I used to beat up people who ignored orphans. ”

It was before I came to Christianity. Memories from the Heavenly River before the eyes of the Buddhist Church.

“We used to tell each other our dreams every night. I was a brilliant scholar and I wanted to serve the Emperor, and my brother used to shout that he would be the first to inscribe his name on the history of the Middle Ages. ”

“ ……. ”

The Iron Monkey listened without answering Gatabuta's question. That was enough.

Jecheongseong spoke of memories of the past with a smile on his face.

However, it did not take long for that expression to blur. I didn't see the Jecheon River at all.

“ ……. ”

It was not unfair not to give medication. I thought it was more important for you to defend your socialist position than for you to live a few years longer.

If he had tried to give himself medication, he would have opposed it.

Just, unlike before, I felt sorry for my brother who was so cold and vast.

“Thank you for listening to this nonsense. ”

“No.”

Jecheon smiled bitterly and studied the Iron Dragon. His eyes turned to the book he was reading again.

However, until the lamp went out, he could not read any more than one letter.

* * *

Five years have passed since then.

Sixteen years old this year. He was predicting the end.

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