Main Character Hides His Strength

By Murok's invitation, Kim Sung-cheol moved to the Lizardman Outpost, not far from the ruins. It was because I didn't know when the golem guarding the ruins would appear.

In a pretty large post, Muroch told me to tell you whenever Kim Sung-cheol needs anything. Kim Sung-cheol asked if the vortex could save the soul.

It was a request without great expectations, but I was lucky.

Muroch sent his most agile warrior to the kingdom and ordered the whirlwind to bring his soul.

We have time before the soldier returns naturally.

In the meantime, Kim Sung-cheol was able to hear the stories of the past from Moorok.

“Sazatos, or seven heroes, are known to be the heroes who saved the world, but in reality they were another disaster for us as well. ”

Muroc spoke.

A story thousands of years ago, unknown.

The seven heroes who defeated the Demon King peaked in honor and power.

All the kings and wives willingly gave their seats to seven heroes and did not spare any support to the extent they could afford it.

In the fierce praise and blind worship, the seven heroes gradually grew arrogant.

Another disaster came from the deep sea, and the seven heroes joyfully went into battle.

But deep sea fishermen were tougher and more cunning than demons. The seven heroes repeatedly failed to protect what they were supposed to protect, and their reputation plummeted down differently each day.

That's when the seven heroes changed.

They turned into tyrants, not heroes.

In order to prevent the disaster, he put forward the cause, forcing the ordinary people to make enormous sacrifices in the age of disaster.

Same thing happened in the Great Forest.

Muroc sighs.

“Zaatos has led many Golems to invade our kingdom, slaughtering kings and slaughtering countless ancestors, for not following his wishes. And made the surviving ancestors build cursed ruins. ”

Muroc points fingers at the ruins.

“Oh my... that's what the Lizardmen made. ”

Bertelkia speaks powerlessly in a soft voice.

“Countless of my ancestors have died in their hard labor. He was not ashamed of his actions. ”

Muroc's eyes flash with fury.

“To prevent disaster. Zaatos justified all his misdeeds in one word. ”

At that moment, Kim Sung-cheol felt bones in the words of the old Lizardman.

It was because Murok's words could be true for Kim Sung-cheol as well as for Sazatos.

Above all, his gaze was a reflection of his inner being.

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth with a bold voice.

“I'm not like them. ”

“I hope so, too. ”

A Lizardman soldier rushes towards you from afar, like a shield. A soldier who has gone into a whirlwind to take his soul.

Kim Sung-cheol, who took the whirlpool soul, said goodbye to the Lizardmen.

“Oh, I have one more thing to say. ”

Murok opened his mouth to Kim Sung-cheol who was leaving.

When Sung-cheol Kim turned around, he continued to speak slowly.

“A city on a river. Do you know who built that place called Panchuria? ”

Kim Sung-cheol shook his head.

“The lions.”

“The lions?”

“There's something under the water of the city. We don't even know what it is. One thing I can tell you is that it's extremely, incredibly dangerous. That's it.”

Muroc's voice leaves a fearful shudder.

He handed a Flute to Sung-cheol Kim and left.

“If you have any questions, come see us. The sound of this flute will guide you to our kingdom. ”

Sung-cheol Kim gazed carelessly at the distant Lizardmen with a whirlpool of souls.

*

It was when Sung-cheol Kim was observing the rear of a small golem in the ruins.

On the boats of Clariss and Kurt Assam, there was a rat's silence.

Clariss stares at the Wizard who fell beneath her feet. She holds a sad axe in her hand.

“Clariss.”

Kurt Assam calls his granddaughter in a worried voice.

Clariss nods slowly and raises the axe high.

“Suwa!”

He closed his eyes tightly and slapped the axe with a big slap.

Puck.

I felt like I was being photographed.

I... killed someone...! ’

With guilt, a deep void poured through the hole in my heart like a flood.

But I had no choice.

If we don't kill him, he's going to die.

So Clariss took an elongated breath justifying her actions.

“Clariss.”

You hear Kurt Assam's voice in the background.

“Hey, Clariss. ”

Clariss grows annoyed by his nephew's constant murmur.

It's probably because of my grandfather that he made an axe. One to ten.

“Oh, why? ”

She looks back, irritated.

Kurt Asam points ahead.

I don't want to see her slit the body's throat with an axe.

“What? What? What do you want to say? ”

“No, that's not it. Look ahead! Up ahead!”

Kurt Asam points to his old age with a pale face.

Something's not right.

Clariss swallows her saliva and turns her head unnaturally like a reel doll and stares ahead.

“Huh? ”

It wasn't Sazatos on her axe.

She was a little girl who did not know where she came from.

“Hee-hee...! ”

The girl on the axe, about to burst out of her mouth, pushes her axe blade into her own adrenaline stalk with an expressionless face.

Clariss takes her hand off the axe and grabs her butt.

“I'm warning you, if you do this one more time, I'll kill you. ”

A girl with pale skin said in a frostbitten voice.

Kurt Assam and Clariss remain frozen.

The girl approaches the fallen Zaatos.

One of the adra stones with a rope is shining inside the lion's cloak.

The girl stroked the adra gently and said.

“Thank you, Carbun. If it wasn't for you, your idiot would be dead by now. To Anak, who has no name, no honor. ”

After saying that, the girl turned to Clariss again.

The instant the snow met, Clariss's group felt breathless pressure.

“I command you, take good care of this man. Until he recovers. If this man is dead when I come back... I will make you regret being alive. ”

The girl disappears into the enchanted circle, leaving an insurmountable command. Kurt Assam and Clariss had no other alternative.

From then on, Kurt Assam's grandson and his strange companion Satosh began.

Clariss tucked two men into her tiny house on the water that she never wanted to put to sleep.

She wiped off the lion's blood, drenched her lips with a damp cotton wool, went out to a distant place on a boat, bought medicine and applied it to the lion's sickness, etc.

Kurt Assam was of no help in the process. I was lucky if I didn't get wasted after drinking.

It was a day later that Zaatos regained consciousness.

He opens his eyes on the bed and looks around.

And I saw it.

A woman with brown hair who closes her eyes and squeezes her crooked head against strange ceilings and bedside beds.

“What is this? ”

Zaatos rises to his feet, feeling discomfort.

At that moment, he cried out in a short amount of pain, like current flowing through his body.

A distinct bell echoes through the pain.

A creepy gesture that resonates in the abyss.

His pupils are constricted.

I was...! ’

An unforgettable man's back flashed before my eyes.

I feel relieved and breathless by just thinking about it.

Clariss opens her eyes.

When she sees Zaatos awake, she cries out because she's even more agitated and restless, but then she wakes up and asks him.

“Saal... is he alive? ”

“Aren't you an idiot? Don't you see?”

Zaatos grimaces and strokes his flowing hair.

It was an awkward and messy mollusk, but it did not cover up the beautiful hairs that were born.

“Did you cure me? ”

Zaatos asked.

He had no idea Clariss had made an axe for him.

That's why his eyes and voice were dulled with the proper readings.

Clariss blinks and nods.

Zaatos gestures at Clariss with an annoying face.

“Get out of my sight. Young lady, if you look at your ugly face, the food you ate three days ago will come up. ”

“Ugh...”

After hearing that she is a virgin from a gentleman with a face like that, Claris knows how strong this man is.

‘Patience. Patience. ’

Clariss barely tolerates the tremor of two fists.

Satosh sits motionless on the bed with an expressionless face. As soon as she disappears, he wraps his head around her and buries his face in his pillow.

“Shhh...”

The pain in the flesh is pain, but the sound of bells that do not stop is eating away at his mind.

At this rate, his ego will be completely destroyed and he will face a fate worse than death.

‘I have to ask for help. ’

Pride won't allow it.

Especially if I could get into the ears of those who were regarded as hostile bestiarets or insects, I would have to live with this forever.

I hate it more than death.

‘Goddamn it. If only Ekhardt had been here! ’

But Ekhart no longer exists.

There are only two reliable Child Heroes, Desport, and Daltanius, who are close to everyone, and I can't stand to ask for help here first.

Karma, who had lived my whole life and ignored others, came back at a crucial moment.

If you think calmly, you may find a way, but the endless ringing of bells made it impossible.

Zaatos grows restless over time and feels overwhelmed.

So half a day flowed in the wet despair of time.

You hear the sound of a fight outside.

“He told me not to use that gold ingot lightly! Didn't you hear I told you to melt it down and use it? ”

The voice of a woman. The opponent appears to be an old man with a splint on his arm.

“There's only one. What could possibly go wrong? You used a gold ingot, and that's why your friends outside are here? ”

The fight didn't last long.

I couldn't help but notice that Zaatos was here.

You hear no sound after the door slams shut.

The lion takes a gulp with a bottle of water placed on the bedside table, thirsty.

The headache didn't go away.

‘Dammit. I should ask Daltanius for help, too. It's hard to escape death at this rate. ’

It was time to set my mind and concentrate.

I heard a song from outside I'd never heard before.

It was a sound that crossed the boundary of aesthetics and noise as if walking on a thin ice sheet.

At first it felt like noise.

Zaatos felt his headache getting worse and wanted to stop screaming right away, but as the loving melody unfolded over the ice gradually increased his emotions and entered the lengthy part, his agonizing bells seemed to fade away.

"Huh? This?! ’

Technically, the bell didn't stop ringing.

However, the sound of a lonely, loving song coming from outside the door had the power to make the infidels' voices falter momentarily.

With his dying breath, Zaatos listens to the following song.

Oops...

At the end of the song, Clariss realized that she had a terrifying uninvited guest in her home.

I forgot for a moment.

Even though the situation has reached this point, I am furious at my grandfather's disorientation, and I will only sing without knowing him to soothe him.

It was a long habit to sing when I was angry or depressed.

It was because there was a song that was able to endure the continuous wave of misery after a brief but happy childhood.

"You're not gonna kill me for singing one song, are you? ’

The wind blows from behind and shakes her hair and the corners of her clothes.

The door to the room was open when there were uninvited guests.

Clariss turns slowly, smiling awkwardly.

desperately trying to figure out what to say to that vicious little man.

But waiting for her was neither reprimand nor anger.

I can't even remember when I heard it.

“It's a great song. ”

The appearance of an unexpected audience.

Clariss simply looks up and watches the strange man's mane.

Not knowing how to react.