Lord of Solples

1.

In historical events, there are sometimes unknown gaps in English. There seems to have been something, but no one knows it, it is not recorded anywhere, and those who did it go to the grave in ashes that no one has told them.

The dialogue that begins now was a dialogue in that gap.

"The story partner suddenly changed from a beauty to an in-house one. I'm sorry, but as you know, our queen loves you so much. So when we always make deals, we make deals that we lose. So I came out unavoidably."

I saw the opponent in front of me with a horse that hurt him.

I looked at Hirkan, who was wearing yellow debt clothing that reminded me of the ashes and lightning debts that flipped over the hedgehog.

I looked at the monster.

'I never thought I'd make it here.'

And it was actually also a monster. I let the barbarian king sleep with a shaking power. I put nonsense into action. I've done unbelievable things.

'If you can't hold it in your hand, you'll have to smash it. If that is not the case, then.... I can't do it.'

He drowned the emotion of hurting in front of such a monster, and smiled forcefully.

"Let's unwind the atmosphere where you serve the same teacher. You're Ahimbri's disciple too, aren't you? And in order, I will execute you. Of course, I'm not asking you to serve the death penalty, but..."

It was meant to unravel the atmosphere, but it didn't work. Hirkan did not answer.

In fact, it was not even a place for conversation. This seat was designed for explanation.

"…… I'm sorry. I'll explain right away. I know what my queen's offer to you means."

Hoooo.

Hatch took a deep breath and cleared the story in his head.

"Most gamemakers like to play games. This is going to be a long story... but please listen to me. There's still time."

The atmosphere of the spitting hatch flutters like a breath.

"Anyhow, it's hard for gamemakers to enjoy their own games. Right? When you do what you do, only the bad things come to your attention, you know where the fun points are, and you know how to target…… and you can just put on your cheques at ease. And then I think, I want to play a game full of real unknown. Even though it's obvious, I want to play a game where I don't know what's in it."

Hatch recalls the past for a moment, submerged in memories, and immediately came out of those memories of mine.

"That's how Warlord was born. It was essential to save labor, of course, using artificial intelligence, and that's why investors invested…… but those who wanted to make it did so. And that's why Warlord, unlike many similar levels of games, can remain a Special One, something special."

Hirkan was still unresponsive.

"When I explained, the best GO knights and AI in the world went a long time ago. Even people who didn't know how to go to the game were crazy. That's it. AI made it. It's unknown. Because of that, the battle with artificial intelligence, someone also thinks it's a proof of human value. Warlord did. AI makes one to ten, manages! Because people who don't play games are also interested in Warlords, and they pay without hesitation the money they need to be interested in them. On the contrary, the moment it ends, Warlord loses its value. And yet, AI in the world has not reached the level of being able to manage a game like Warlord forever."

But now even Hatch didn't care more about Hirkan's reaction.

"And now it's at the end of the world that Warlord created. This main scenario is the last one. Once you've captured the Barbarian King, secured the relic of the War King, and fought the Dragon, this game becomes a normal game."

"So?"

And for the first time at this moment, Hirkan reacted. After the hatch reacted, the reality was held.

"There is no wealth or honor in the Warlord who has become an ordinary game, as you now enjoy. Just taking one video of the hunt doesn't make more than a hundred million won, and businesses in the world are paying you a huge amount of sponsorship fees. Of course, you can make money. But at least not now. In other words, if you play a few pranks, you can earn a little more for this ridiculous wealth and honor. If you play this game for a year like this, you could be the owner of a multi-billion dollar building. So I'm asking you this question. Can you finish this game now? You want to give up all that?"

At the end of the day, Hirkan reverts to his memory a little while ago.

Sire said.

"It's my last offer."

I have one last proposition.

"Are you going to end this game together, or are you going to war with me?" "

Will Warlord end up in the glory of the game, like himself, or will he fight his god to extend his life?

Pick one of them.

When she made that short offer, Hatch stepped in and intercepted Sire. When Shire's sudden offer was made, Hatch explained it right at this moment and interpreted it.

Thanks to him, Hirkan understood everything.

What happened around him.

And Warlord knows what happened in the world.

What's more, he knows what to do.

"Were you a black poet programmer?"

Hatch nods at Hirkan's question.

"Yes, I'm a full-time employee."

"Did you participate in the production of the Warlord?"

"I didn't take part in it in earnest, but if Warlord is a person, I made a pinky toe."

"I'll tell you a few things before I answer."

Yes, Hatch nodded with a short answer.

"I'm going to finish this game. Even if you disturb me, even if all the guilds in my thirties try to disturb me, I will end this game."

Hatch nods as if he is sympathetic.

"And I'm not a little afraid of war with the Ure Hunters. I'm not just saying it, I mean it. Win or lose, if the Ure Hunter Guild wages a war on me, I have no intention of avoiding it. In other words, no matter what line I choose, it will never be for the Uree hunter to make a decision."

"Haha...

Hatch smiled briefly. Hirkan laughed at that laugh. It was a laugh mixed with many emotions.

"For the last time in this game, I never put it on."

"Yes?"

Hatch stopped laughing, surprised, and looked at his breasts as Hirkan's fingers pointed at him.

Symbol of the Ure Hunter Guild.

Hatch was really curious at this moment and asked a question.

"No, why are you refusing to join our guild? To be honest, I didn't offer you bad treatment, but what I did to you was..."

In response to Hatch's refusal, Hircan blocked my lips with a finger that pointed to Hatch's chest.

Hatch shut his mouth.

Then Hirkan opened his mouth in a quiet situation.

"So the offer is a no. Let's make a deal instead."

2.

At the end of the gap, once again, history was small.

[The Barbarian King Nesha is sealed.]

"Huh?"

"Really?"

Warlord informed all users who were currently connected to Warlord, as well as users who had filled the Bizma Plain.

And the news immediately passed on to the users outside the game, leaving only Charlna's clearance. Everyone who was filling the Warlord with a part of his life, big or small, found out.

Oh, my God.

Whoo.

Hawong Tal...

Gearco, I know he did it.

Hajeetal.

Knowing that he had made impossible, turned despair into hope, nightmares into guilt, and turned himself into a legend.

3.

"Hirkan!"

Thing ran towards Hirkan. I'm going to hug and kill Hirkan right now.

Towards that thought, Hirkan said decisively.

"If you come and hug me or kiss me, you die in that hour."

Hot!

Thing hugs him, ignoring Hirkan's words. Hirkan makes a sound.

"Hey!"

"Thank you."

With words, Thing hugs Hirkan more vigorously. If this had been a reality, rather than a game, the water of thought would have dampened Hirkan's shoulders. Thing was thanking me that much.

Hirkan forced that thought. Due to the much higher strength of this stat, Hirkan easily came out of the arms of thought.

"All right, let's get this over with. And now that you've shaken me, of course I'm eating it all."

Even at this moment, the thought of Hirkan making calculations became real. Thinking this, Hirkan thought it was a good year to console himself, and to leave the festival as a festival.

So I didn't say thank you, sorry, and good work anymore.

"Yeah, shake it all. Eat it all!"

I hit the match.

But at this moment Hirkan was sincere. Hirkan's mind was still complicated.

'I didn't expect First One to be a program...'

I made a deal with the Ure Hunter Guild.

According to the deal, the Ure Hunter Guild told Hirkan what he needed to put an end to the game.

One of them was that Hirkan's level surpassed First One Wu's.

Hatch explained.

"First One Snow is a program. In the first place, it's impossible to play this kind of game. The role of Fur Straw is the gauge of the M.I. who manages and designs the Warlord. Users are afraid of calculating the level gap with First One, how far the game progresses, how much the buyer has reduced the gap with First One, and how fast the game is going."

When I heard the explanation, Hirkan was absurd, and on the other hand, the video produced by K. Why external activities were so rare compared to First One Sulu's reputation and awareness was also largely in the form of a journal. I could see why there was no full-scale Raid Award.

"You're the only asshole in the second place in the rankings. I'd sue Tobot Soft if I was in second place."

At the same time, the users who gave their lives to level-up to catch First One felt unsettled.

"What do we do? In the first place, a game called Warlord is a test game. I couldn't afford to care less about that. It's cheap to be sued. When you get back to the point, the fact that you're crossing Hashtal First One is like taking away pencils and erasers that can solve any more problems with the M.I. who manages Warlords. Of course, M.I. goes into the finishing work. I'm afraid I'll put the final boss of true significance on the top three."

Catching up with First One.

That was the way to get to this epilogue. And then Hirkan, of course, was thinking about it.

And in order to do so, I needed a Chronicle Unique item to defeat the Barbarian King.

'I'll catch up with you right away.'

Hirkan, he had no intention of losing power at last.

He thought it would be a torch, a symbol, to burn to Marge's membrane.

Furthermore, I was thinking of becoming a true king of meaning.

'Lord of Solples. That's fantastic.'

This is damage, no matter how you look at it. "

The hatch leaving Bizma Plain and heading for the Hard Ruins Fortress opened its mouth after considering it.

"My queen, this is a ridiculous deal. Why did we recruit the Red Bulls and work with the Hydra Guild? Weren't you trying to film the end of the Warlord in our name, in the name of the Ure Hunter?"

Shir did not answer to that. Instead of answering, I squeezed one side of my mouth.

"By the way, do you let the subjugators catch the dragon by themselves? Do we have your full support? Honestly, what kind of asshole is this? They're all dead, and they're a bunch of hooligans! That doesn't mean that the Hajj Tal is fighting as part of the Ure Hunter Gil de Gaulle!"

The hurt shook his head. He confronted Sire that his words didn't work, and he immediately changed the target of his anger.

"No, but what confidence do you have that you're going to fight the ultimate boss alone? Do you know who the dragon is? That son of a bitch is a freak. I'm sure the six screws in the head are missing."

"If the subjugation fails, it's our turn. I don't think I have any horns."

Chev, who was listening to the story of Zamjaco, threw a word.

I built a real hammer on that horse.

"Oh, really? So you just gave Agardo to Hajeongtal, right?"

"That's..."

"That's how it works. If I fail, you guys take it! But he doesn't fail. And so did Anugas. If the Hawhital fails the Anugas Raid, then it's our turn. But in the end, he caught Anugas."

Chev laughed bitterly.

Then Sire opened her mouth.

"If the subjugation fails, the dragon is ours."

"He.."

"On the contrary, if the subjugation succeeds, he becomes ours."

Hatch tried to say Moore and gave up. I knew him better than anyone.

'Dammit, the queen has fallen completely into a trance.'

I proposed a subjugation and a restitution.

I will shake the dragon myself.

And if you help me with that, I'll give you the name of the Ure Hunter in a game other than Warlord.

'Oh, this guild doesn't have a proper human being. I'm just a bunch of bastards, but here comes the most ridiculous one of them.'

Hatch sighs as he howls with the end of the Warlord to become his companion.