Lord of the Skill

Last faction

“Commander, we're almost there. ”

* gasp *

Standing on the prow of a ship sailing smoothly through the waves, Heatless nods at Kushan's words.

“What makes you think that? ”

“Nothing.”

“Glad to have you back safely from the Promised Land. ”

At the same time as Baikal Garnad at YGG contacted 42 Nodes, Kushan drove straight here without delay.

Mental sensitivity, a unique skill in the Bical's occupation of Chloride Legislation, was able to send a physician to a designated person regardless of distance.

“They say Baikal has formed a new organization with Jin-a-ryung. ”

“Really?"

“Yes, I'm an information organization called Eclipse. The crows of Jin-a-ryung have been reformed. ”

“You even made black roots. You're faster than I thought. Looks like you two are gonna hit it off. ”

Kushan asked with a surprised face.

“Did you know? ”

His question made him smile lightly.

‘You may think it's over if you ascend to the throne, but you need Eclipse to prepare for a future race war. ’

99% of the people who were recruited to the Seven Thrones had, surprisingly, a normal life.

Most people were unrelated to the battle, so I lived using the production skills I learned in real life.

The other 1% move the world.

And only 1% of them know that there are other species out here besides humans.

‘Baikal Garnard must also be one of them. When it comes to gathering information, he's as good a man as the fisherman Khan Rahman. ’

There was an expression of inferiority, but instinctively he was trying to be prepared for the situation.

It's unclear what it is, but it's unclear what it feels like to be confused.

‘Is this enough? ’

He looks at the sword killer from the ground, as he promises.

"Create a job"? Interesting idea. You have the power to rebel, but you still don't think you have enough. ’

‘Half is only half. To win something intact, you have to be more than that. ’

The sword nods slowly at the words of fever.

‘Is that how you fight? ’

Then I looked at him as if I had remembered something.

‘Hey.'

He looked at the feeble back he was about to leave.

‘Discipline exists to be broken. ’

His words are unknowable, but he's already gone.

‘The key is man. ’

His voice flows into the ear of the heatless, as if it were seeping through the air.

‘And that's yours. ’

“ ……. ”

I finally met the sword that led me there, but the question was only amplified.

‘What the hell are you? Regrets like me? ’

Not unlikely, but unlikely. If he were a regretter like himself, he could have ascended to the throne much faster than he did.

‘He was already good enough to assassinate generals in the War of the Races in his past life. ’

But he didn't even seem interested in the throne.

I know more than I know myself.

“ ……. ”

Thinking about it on your own doesn't give you an answer.

‘We'll meet again someday. ’

And the only way to do that is to move forward.

“Is this really the beginning? ”

Everything so far has been for the Great War to wait for itself.

However, when it got close enough to be caught, even though it was feverish, I had to tremble.

“Phew……. ”

“Why are you sighing so much? All you have to do is return to the Holy City and ascend to the throne. ”

Jung Minji walked out of the boat and said to the heatless.

“You said you'd help me, right? ”

“Well, I don't know if there's anything else I can do. ”

“As soon as you return, bring me Allise Creed. And the chiefs of the dragons you have united. ”

She tilts her head at the words of fever.

“Even the chiefs of the dragons? I know you're a sure person, but do I really need to do that? ”

“And tell Alyse to regroup the tribe. I'll give you the details via Bical, just send a specialist and he won't move. You go yourself. ”

“Even the Red Tribe? ”

“Yes, they will need their strength. ”

At the words of fever, the colony asked, crumpling.

“What the hell do you think you're doing? You tried to mobilize both my dragons and the tribe of Allies. You...... look like you're about to go to war. ”

There was no one strong enough to stand against him on the continent anymore.

Even if we literally united the entire country, we are preparing for another battle at this point....

She didn't understand.

“There is something I must do before I ascend to the throne. ”

“What's that? ”

Heatless looks at Trammel, beginning to look far away, and speaks in a low voice.

“Train the dragon. ”

* * *

“Welcome back. ”

Kushan said with a smile on his face, as the nickname suggests.

“I will immediately go to 42 Nodes and deal with the commander's orders. ”

“Yes, please. There's probably a star there, right? Tell them to bring back the materials I told you about in the full moon. ”

“I'll grumble, but she'll accomplish anything." ”

Heatless nods.

I no longer believed in her ability to set the stage for reversal by activating the artifact in the process of reclaiming the saints.

“Commander!! ”

Trammel's men rush forward as if they were waiting as soon as they got down to the harbor.

“Are you all right?"

“You went to the Promised Land. How can you not say a word to us.... ”

“That's too much.”

I laughed awkwardly as if I was feeling feverish because of my restless voice.

“Welcome, you. ”

Jung Minji said as if he was envious of such a feeble figure.

“Come back when you've done what you were told. I'll save you a seat. ”

“My seat? ”

“You said you would help me. Then you should be in Tramell, too. ”

“ ……. ”

She laughs in a seamless voice.

“What an unknown man. ”

She touches the mask that was covering her face and turns away.

“Yes, you should do as much as you get it. I'm going south. It won't take long. ”

Huddle...!

A small winged eagle flaps its wings and slowly climbs over the back of her hand.

“Alyse Creed would have heard from me by now. ”

Heatless nods at her.

Not long ago, they were pointing swords at each other. Just because I changed my mind, I couldn't get along with other people besides fever right away.

Including Hyuk-soo Choi, Trammel's people had no choice but to be wary of her with fever.

That's the same for Jung Minji.

But she said as she walked out of the gap.

“I'll be right back. ”

* * *

“What news of Khan Rahman? ”

“We got a call three days before the commander came back. They say he's at the southernmost corner. I heard they're investigating with support from the Changs. ”

“What investigation? ”

“Do you remember what happened at Liang Ze? Black vines.They say it was also found in the south. ”

At Choi Hyuk-soo's words, the fever slowly nodded.

It's been a long time since I've been back to Trammel, but I don't have time to relax.

The heatless man unsheats his armor and picks up a pile of absent reports with his shoes.

‘Demons……. Is it started?’

Certainly a different future has begun than the previous race war.

‘Unlike the time when races of each dimension were forced to open their doors to war after their throne was established, all races are now moving themselves to the Seven Thrones. ’

There were different ways and times, but not different from my previous life.

‘Eventually the war will begin. ’

Heatless nods slowly.

“And they found clues about Polsetia at the Wizarding Society. You have been informed that you will proceed to complete the Wizard. ”

“Yes."

“And the Liberation Army will assist the foreigners in Tatur to gather safely. There's already a rumor about Trammel in the south. ”

I heard a strange voice.

Turning his head, a 20-year-old man dyed light brown with bright height stood in leather armor.

“I'm Lee Sin-woo. I heard you found it on Tatur. ”

“Ah……. This is how I see it. Nice to meet you."

“I really am.”

Wind Shaman Lee Sin-woo.

He was the only animist who had ever dealt with a superior spirit of the wind.

‘Good for you. I haven't seen him since I asked him before, but it's a good thing he's getting his strength up this way. ’

The fever looked at him and asked.

“But don't you have a brother? ”

He scratched his head and said.

“My brother said he'd stay in Tatur. Stubbornness is so strong...... I can't stand being underneath someone else. ”

“Uh-huh, I see. ”

I nodded, but I was disappointed.

‘If only there was such a thing as the supernatural power of Lee Dae-Beol called Black Mass...' Well, he'll start his own race war without even saying it. I'd like to train you quickly, but even if it's late, you're not a great person to die easily. ’

“I heard you can handle animosity...? ”

“So, how far have you gotten? ”

“Now…… the contract with the Senior Spirit keeps getting jammed up and is staying at the Intermediate Spirit. ”

“I'll help you. I wish Samiam was here, but we don't know where he is. Still, a higher spirit would be capable of clearing the way for other Spirit Kings. ”

Lee Sin-woo glared at the words of inferiority.

“Well, please take good care of it. ”

Maybe it's because I've been back at the Node for a long time.

Maybe it's because everything is going smoothly. Heatless felt a little relaxed by the tension that had been pulled tightly.

It was then.

Kuaaang!!!

Suddenly, the door of the conference room opened.

“W-we 'll see you!! ”

The relaxation lasts only a few seconds, and only the voice of the desperate soldier fills the hall.

“What's going on? ”

“W-we 're in heaven……. ”

The cowardly soldier's words don't last.

Jerbuck Jerbuck Jerbuck

The sound of footsteps coming instead.

“ ……!!! ”

A soldier passes by, and someone enters the conference room.

You can barely hear it as if you're stepping on air.

The long, sagging motion of the robe only shows that he is walking.

Despite the white robe covering his head and covering his face, each of his movements seemed to contain something sacred.

Gulp.

Those who looked at him swallowed their thirst unknowingly, even though everyone was a strong man.

It feels instinctive.

It was not just the height of the force, but the essence of the weight.

“Nice to meet you."

Heatless looks at the man standing in front of him.

The moment he saw the man.

A moment ago, I felt I needed to correct my thoughts.

Not all factions moved.

There was a faction that had never been exposed to the Seven Thrones until now.

The feeble eyes shake.

But it wasn't fear of the strength others felt, it was anger toward him.

The cold voice remained calm.

He said.

The name of the last species that will never be forgotten.

“…… Nephilim. ”