Main Character Hides His Strength

The darkness was filled with disgusting sweat and suffocating heat.

Inside, Kim Sung-cheol heard the sound of breathing coming from around him.

The sound of wheezing in the throat, the sound of bull's breath, the sound of harsh breathing, the sound of rabbit's breath being caught.

Breath sounds were as varied as human fingerprints.

Kim Sung-cheol closed his eyes and recognized the shape of his breath sounds.

The sound of steady, unbroken breathing, as always.

Tortured all night, one shoulder doesn't listen, but it doesn't discourage.

“Here we go, gladiators! Don't pee even if you bleed. Clean it up hard!”

You hear a cold man's voice from beyond the darkness. The sounds of breathing stopped for a long time, followed by the high and loud, but cursed sound of trumpets seeping into the darkness.

Glug.

The iron door that stands in front of you opens up.

The hidden sunlight pierces the gladiators' eyes like hooks.

Kim Sung-cheol narrowed his eyes, softened the light with his palms, and stared at the things that were sitting beyond the light.

Kim Sung-cheol was able to recognize the opponent of the arena as the thunderous shout shook the arena.

A species with long monkey-like arms and a moldy tooth reminiscent of a wild boar on its flawed shoulders.

Orcs.

Armed with heavy armor and a shield with a blade to the surface, they advance to meet the gladiators.

Despair settles in the eyes of the gladiators.

It soon appeared as an act.

A man who takes a fright and pees, a man who sits down and looks for his mother, a man who runs behind and becomes bloodied by the wizard's magic and gives joy to the audience.

You haven't even mixed your swords yet, but many gladiators have become unable to fight.

“Oh, no. Orc heavy artillery. Elite Soldier.You won't be able to survive this time. Friends?”

Crumbui, the sword with the will in his hand, hisses.

It's definitely a difficult fight.

Maybe he'll die this time, just like Crumbui said.

Kim Sung-cheol firmly grabbed Crumbui as he felt his dislocated shoulder tingling.

“… let's go. ”

The leader of the Orc horde recognizes Sung-cheol Kim and pounds his shield with a beast-like roar.

“Come! Harlstart's rabid! ”

A crowd full of arenas roars like a massive uproar.

Kim Sung-cheol ran to the Orc Captain while the drum rang.

A sword and sword collided.

Flames and blood splattered all over the place, and yellow eyes filled with hostility grew up in front of my eyes.

A drum announces the end of the battle. Asrai echoes over the arena.

Citizens of the Holy Rueginean Kingdom, founded on the excitement of battle, sent a stained assessment to the man standing on the Arena.

“You survived again, didn't you? What a friend. I've met a lot of fools, but none of them are as crazy as you. ”

While listening to Crumbui's praise, Kim Sung-cheol turned around.

And across the bloodstained stream and corpse, you head to the waiting room where darkness settles.

The iron gate to the dungeon opens, and the scent of the inviting crocodile flower pierces your nose.

‘Hello again. ’

Kim Sung-cheol wiped his bloodied face with his hands and put a noble woman waiting for him outside the iron gate in his eyes.

Beneath the torch, a girl with long, light, pink hair stares at him with a playful face.

“I lost money again because of you. I risked my entire allowance thinking I was going to die this time, and I won again! How are you going to take responsibility for this? Huh?”

Although it was almost a sarcastic murmur, Kim Sung-cheol could somehow miss Samuchi.

‘This voice. ’

An electric shock came over his body, and he looked up again at the girl smiling at him.

However, again, the girl's face in her eyes did not look blurry as if it had been steamed on glass.

‘It was a dream. ’

A deep disappointment filled my mouth in bitter form.

Kim Sung-cheol called out the name of the girl who was disappearing as he felt the world around him collapse.

“Raise Hymer. ”

*

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol opened his eyes without a sound and got up from bed.

Bertelgia, who was next to the bed, flew to Kim Sung-cheol and spoke to him.

“Did you have a nightmare? He was talking in his weird sleep. ”

Kim Sung-cheol wiped away the falling hair and examined his condition first.

No injuries, no injuries.

I safely passed my unconscious time.

Kim Sung-cheol looked around in relief.

I don't know this house.

“Where am I? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked.

“Here? This is the baron's house. No, technically, it's the house of a monk who grabs the baron. ”

Kim Sung-cheol sat dumbfounded and thought about what was about to break his consciousness.

‘As expected, the last Griphon I saw belonged to that monk. ’

It's really bad luck.

Meeting a benevolent helper in the worst environments of the Human Empire and the werewolves of Aquaroa.

Kim Sung-cheol looked around the house while sitting on the bed.

It's a small and humble house.

The floorboards are worn out and squeak as you tighten your feet. An old web hangs from the ceiling like dust.

Kim Sung-cheol looked away and saw the tables and utensils sitting next to the bed.

I noticed ordinary everyday items such as dishes, bowls, and books. With the exception of the thick magnifying glasses placed at the entrance, most of them were inexpensive and none of the expensive items came to my attention.

‘You must be in a difficult situation. ’

Kim Sung-cheol decided to give a huge reward in return for saving him later.

Suddenly, something interesting appeared in Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.

It was an old shield hung on the wall that you could only look back at.

The shield itself was a yawn that felt plain and crude, but the emblem engraved on the shield held no meaning.

Crescent half-submerged on the black horizon.

Kim Sung-cheol felt the shock of getting hit in the head with a hammer.

"Isn't that the crest of the Holy Rueginian Kingdom? ’

The Moon of the Kukurin.

The cursed sentence once thought to be a symbol of fear and academia throughout the continent was once again brought to life in front of Kim Sung-cheol.

Then I heard a cough outside.

“Huh? Are you awake? Chef?”

A monk I met the other day.

He came into the house, stroking the table with familiar hands, looking for magnifying glasses, sat on a rocking chair, and stared at Kim Sung-cheol comfortably at his waist.

“You look fine to me. What good is a young man to be so weak, anyway? ”

He pulls a pipe cigarette out of his chest, plucks the tobacco leaves out of his pocket, puts them in the pipe, and lights a fire.

Kim Sung-cheol was silent while the old man set the fire.

After some time, Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth.

“I owe you one. ”

“I did what I had to do. Well, if you're willing, I don't care if you make a small fortune for this monk. Oh, and I noticed you had quite a bit of money in your pocket, but you didn't touch any of it. ”

I looked inside my pocket.

Kim Sung-cheol smiled bitterly and took out all the coins in his pocket and gave them to the monk.

In the case of unmanned coins issued by the League of Merchants, I did not forget to gather them together by hand and make them look like gold ingots.

“Oops. You're strong. ”

The old man's mouth was open.

Kim Sung-cheol was penniless, but the monk received a large amount of money to live for many years.

Kim Sung-cheol stopped there because he felt like he wanted to give more reward, but the excessive reward was only doubts. Instead, Kim Sung-cheol suddenly asked, looking at the shield engraved with the crest of the sacred Rutherguinea Kingdom on the corner.

“What's that? Are they ornaments?”

The monk nods.

“I don't have much to hide now, but it was mine. ”

“Oh. You must have been a knight in that country. ”

The monk sucks deep into the pipe and nods.

“Knight of the Twilight Leopard. I don't know if you know this. ”

“The leopard of dusk. ”

For more than five years, I have fought many battles with the Holy Rutherginia Kingdom.

Why don't I know that name?

Kim Sung-cheol remembers the fierce screaming of the Grifon Knights who terrorized the left wing of his comrades protruding from the Ragranje Workshop.

Shamal Lazift would have cut the head of the battalion commander in one fell swoop, otherwise the battle would have fallen into the maze.

“I've heard of him. They said they were very brave knights. ”

Kim Sung-cheol spoke as he had heard, and put the baron's crooked wings in his eyes that looked slightly beyond the open door.

“I take it you remember that name, too, have some skill in the history of this world? ”

“I'm not proud of it, but it's been a while since I've been here. ”

“I see.”

The monk chuckles.

Maybe it's because a part of his past is recognized. He sucks out the pipe with a very satisfied face.

The monk stood up around the time the faint smoke was escaping from the ceiling through the connection.

As if he had something to show you, he opened the drawer, rummaged through something, and took out an old gold ring and showed it to Kim Sung-cheol.

It was a seal.

“I look like this now, but once I was a knight with territory. ”

“Did the kingdom perish and lose its territory? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked, and the monk shook his head.

He goes out the window, opens the lattice and stares at the village beyond.

Outside the window is a beautiful topo set against the tower of Eunja, and the town is spread out like a picture.

“That's the village. Not anymore. ”

“Isn't Toporo part of the Tower of Silver? ”

“Before the catastrophe began, the Tower of Eunza was a small place. It was a noisy place where agents from all over the country were camping, but once it was a truly memorable, unforgettable private place. ”

“Oh.”

That's a story Kim Sung-cheol hasn't heard either.

Kim Sung-cheol came to the Tower of Eun-suh from the time the Book of Catastrophes was triggered. There's no way of knowing what happened before that.

“At that time, the Tower of Eunza was a place where people could barely live with the money they had spent in the kingdom. That town, the Gateway to the Tower, was naturally run by the Kingdom, and I was in charge of it. But…”

The monk stops trying to say something on his own.

A thousand rounds of light flashed through his wrinkled eyes.

‘Something's come up. ’

The once lord man now lives like a beggar with his crippled Griphon.

Something unspeakable will happen.

Can't be solved by words.

“Was there a problem? ”

He would have underestimated the situation of a reckless person. However, Kim Sung-cheol owes his life to this monk.

I don't mean to be rude, but I owe you a huge debt.

So if you can help, help.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so and gazed at the elderly with calm eyes.

However, Kim Sung-cheol didn't seem to have anything to help.

The old man said with an unpleasant expression.

“It's over. It was all my fault. How can a man who can't even protect his own people call him lord? ”

The monk sighs and wakes up.

I felt like I didn't want to talk anymore, but I felt at ease in my actions and gestures.

Kim Sung-cheol realized that it was time to leave.

He got up from his seat.

“Thanks to you, I had a lot of excuses. Looks like it's time to leave. ”

The old man nods, takes off his glasses, puts them on the table, and walks out first. Then I climbed up to the baron's moonlight magazine and tightly caught the rope.

“I'll see you when I get a chance. Only if your pockets are thick, of course! ”

The monk echoes a joyous laugh along the side of the road.

“What a strange man. ”

Bertelkia blurted, but Kim Sung-cheol walked him out of sight until he disappeared.

As the monk disappeared from view, Kim Sung-cheol looked up at the other side.

Above the distant sky, there was a bright white air.