Main Character Hides His Strength

The day of the festival.

In the Islands of Lagranje, many rowdy events have been held since morning.

Kim Sung-cheol was in District 4.

He stood in front of the crowd and watched the Emperor's Boat Cooking Competition.

Over 100 participants were conducting the problem of scorers at dozens of countertops with plentiful ingredients.

The theme of the breakfast competition for the preliminaries was‘ Energy ’.

Many of the chefs were releasing the energy that each of them interpreted in the form of dishes.

Kim Sung-cheol examined each participant's cooking with the eyes of a falcon.

Various types of monuments were noticed, such as new but lacking basic chefs, thorough but exhaustive chefs, and chefs who misinterpreted the topic.

‘I don't see anyone better than me. ’

After a short observation, Kim Sung-cheol concluded.

It was the brooch he judged.

Few of the participants had iconic brooches, most of which remained at the iron or brass level, and none of the cooks had a bright golden brooch like Kim Sung-cheol.

Perhaps some cooks cannot rule out the possibility of hiding the brooch in order to hide their skills, but they cannot be considered individually.

The preliminaries are over.

Meals that were graded by the scorer were distributed to the audience after the results were published, so there had already been a fierce battle between the spectators.

Kim Sung-cheol also pushed and stood in the basket among the spilling spectators and stood in the queue of the contestants who stared at him.

Luckily, I was able to get the last of the dishes.

It was a type of potato gratin baked in an oven with milk, spices and cheese chopped into fine potatoes.

[This dish has a score of... 38!]

So-so score.

It was characteristic that the theme of energetic was expressed as a precipitate of sweet and wild flavors.

However, the overall flavor was degraded.

Forcibly tailored cuisine to the topic was typically a poor outcome of studying.

"Is it this high? ’

Kim Sung-cheol, who whined and emptied a bowl, looked at the corner of his coat habitually, but the brooch did not appear.

The brooch is held in a bookshelf by Bertelgia. How I was able to pull it out on a subject without fingers was strange enough to tilt my head, but it was absolutely necessary.

If you say it's an act of attention in a place like this, the whole day will be ruined.

“Now, weren't you satisfied by this? ”

Bertelkia said, being more vigilant than ever.

“In fact, there's not enough in breakfast to put it all together. ”

In the three culinary competitions on the topic of breakfast, lunch, and dinner, the first preliminary morning food is just a public warm-up.

Everyone expects the beauty of the competition to be the best dinner of all meals.

However, there is an apocalypse meeting scheduled around evening, which is impossible to attend.

Kim Sung-cheol was determined to watch the lunch preliminary, just as it was a pity.

Today is a holiday for ordinary citizens and gangsters in District 8.

Moreover, there were also some chefs who caught Kim Sung-cheol's eye.

Compared to other participants, there were some participants who were queued to be overwhelming.

Kim Sung-cheol stood in a silver line and asked the person in front of him who the cook was.

“A dining table in a restaurant elf. This is Papa, the chief chef. There's no theoretical reason to be the best cook in Lagranje. ”

“Paparpa...?! ”

I had a strange smile on Kim Sung-cheol's mouth.

He casually waited for his turn and soon saw the chef in question.

An Elven Cook wearing a high-end chef's hat with sophisticated features.

Beneath him, more than ten of his assistants were making dishes to distribute to the crowd in tumultuous motion.

Is that Papa? ’

The brooch is not sweet, so it is hard to assess your skills on the surface. I also thought that I would know my skills if I tasted it myself.

After a long wait, it was Kim Sung-cheol's turn.

Apparently, it was a normal sandwich.

But the taste was unusual.

At the moment I tasted it, Kim Sung-cheol's eyes flashed.

‘This flavor...?! ’

[This dish scores... 75 points!]

Kim Sung-cheol stared at Papa who was arrogantly standing with different eyes.

"Son of a bitch. Are you a high-end cook...?! ’

Kim Sung-cheol opened his mouth, staring at him.

“You sliced the elf bread into thin slices of cheese made with the milk of a golden goat, and the flesh of a young Behemoth Boar. ”

When Papar heard that, he turned his head toward Sung-cheol Kim and said with cynicism.

“Hoho? I can't believe someone who looks like he could eat honey knows the recipe for my cooking. Interesting.”

“Quite frankly. ”

It's the best praise Kim Sung-cheol can do.

Apparently, Papa didn't like the praise of Kim Sung-cheol.

Papa said so.

“Quite…? Quite...? ”

He stared at Sung-cheol Kim with cold eyes and asked bitterly with a cold voice like ice.

“You look like a chef. Did you enter the competition? ”

“I have a situation. ”

After Kim Sung-cheol shakes his head, Papar turns his head, making a smile.

“That's a wise choice. If you're incompetent and you want to walk away, act like you are. Keep it up. My shop, which cooks quite well, will thrive while you remain anonymous! ”

Papar waved his spatula and instructed his servant cook to expel Kim Sung-cheol.

You son of a...

At the moment when Kim Sung-cheol's face twitched, Bertelkia violently shook and dried up Kim Sung-cheol.

Kim Sung-cheol left in disgrace, hearing the sweet laughter of the far-flung papa.

“Yeah, what did I do? Didn't I tell you not to stay long? ”

As soon as I returned to the mansion, I spoke in a cheerful voice, as if Bertelgia had been waiting for me.

“Give it to me. ”

Kim Sung-cheol stretched out his hand and said briefly.

Bertelkia came out of Kim Sung-cheol's pocket and dropped the golden brooch that had been hidden in the bookshelf into his palm.

“You know this is for the best, right? ”

Bertelkiah said softly, staring at Kim Sung-cheol.

I was angry with myself, but I was right.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so, and hung the brooch deep inside his coat with several layers of clothing.

For the remaining time, Kim Sung-cheol was busy wandering around the system and watching the festival.

Within that, Kim Sung-cheol found that people had not yet been overwhelmed by despair.

It was already a world stained with disasters, but people were left with the power to smile.

And as time passed, it became evening.

Kim Sung-cheol prepared to leave the house in a room.

Then someone knocks on the door, trying to leave the room.

Someone did, and then it was Largóda.

In the house, Largo was always dressed in normal work clothes, but now he was dressed in glamour like a virgin in the middle of the day.

Traces of time remained on the face, but there were traces of beauty that once went up and down people's mouths.

But Kim Sung-cheol noticed when he saw Largo, not her beauty, but an unstable airflow flowing through her body.

Something must have happened.

She trembles, her left hand trembling.

“I'm sorry to barge in on you like that. ”

Largo hesitates.

“Can you come with me to the Younger's Night? I'm not going alone... a little bit, so...”

Tons of voices.

Kim Sung-cheol was able to once again confirm what had happened to Largo while he was away.

But he has more important things to do now.

“I'm sorry, but today I have to go to the apocalypse meeting. ”

“Oh... I was. ”

The light of disappointment flickers through Largo's eyes.

She laughs lonelily and leaves the doorway.

“I'm sorry. I overstepped my bounds. ”

“As soon as it's done. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said.

“I'll be right back. If you could just wait until then. ”

It was a bold voice, but it was enough to give a smile to Largo's dry face stained with disappointment.

She smiles faintly and speaks in a slightly energized voice.

“Don't be too late. I could go with the other guy! ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol nodded.

On the way to the meeting place of the Apocalypse, Bertelgia opened his mouth.

“I've felt it before. You're surprisingly good. ”

“You think so? ”

“I feel sorry for you, but you're good to a bad woman. I would have refused. You've been hurt, haven't you? I don't like hearing rumors. ”

“It's been a long time since I've enjoyed a festival. There's nothing wrong with having a party. ”

In response, Bertelgia shakes his body vigorously and bites back.

“I'm here, right? ”

“Hmmm...”

Kim Sung-cheol gave a faint moan.

Bertelgia immediately said, struggling.

“That... what does that mean?! ”

“It's nothing. ”

While being persecuted by Bertelkia, Kim Sung-cheol suddenly arrived at the meeting place of the Apocalypse.

As Largo gives you a quick knock on the door and a single knock at a distance, you hear the clamp loosen, and then the door opens.

“Oh, are you a new member of the Church? ”

An elderly woman welcomed Sung-cheol Kim.

Kim Sung-cheol didn't feel much power from that old woman.

She led Kim Sung-cheol to the synagogue in the basement.

Inside, about a dozen people who appeared to be Apocalypse worshippers were listening to a middle-aged man who appeared to be an executive of the church.

Kim Sung-cheol silently heard the story of a middle-aged man among the Christians.

He was talking about the end.

“The end is near. There's a lot of evidence to suggest that the end of the world is coming, and the end of the world is still going on right now. ”

In a fairly long speech, Kim Sung-cheol felt that there was no context to the story.

It was just a vague repetition that anyone could ask for a reading on the subject of the Apocalypse.

But there was also a passage that bothered me.

“The Book of Doom is a false object. It tells the story of a forged and crafted false disaster. In God's original words, we can guess that the reference to the book of disasters is false in that it has no clause at all. ”

Kim Sung-cheol had seen the Apocalypse come to burn down the Book of Catastrophes before.

This claim appeared to be the cause of the action.

However, pastors never gave specific explanations. The evidence was blurry, just like the other stories.

‘I heard there's nothing to eat at the famous banquet house. ’

After the speech, the pastor's boldness about the individual church was given.

Kim Sung-cheol was assigned the last time.

Standing in front of the pastor, he smiled at the documents his men had brought.

“Hmm... You must be suffering from erectile dysfunction. It's a pity.”

“ ……. ”

“But don't worry. With the knowledge of the Apocalypse, you will be able to regain your original health. But first, you have to show a little faith. ”

As he said, the pastor reached out his palm.

I'm asking for money.

Kim Sung-cheol pulled out some of the lowest value coins from his pockets and placed them on the palm of the pastor's hand.

The pastor's face distorted.

“You lack conviction. ”

“I'm earning right now.

“If you don't have enough commitments, you won't be able to join a high-ranking meeting. ”

“Is there anything good about joining a high-ranking meeting? ”

When asked, the pastor nodded his head and explained the system of the Apocalypse.

The structure of the Cult is said that the more thorough the pyramid structure gains the trust of the Cult, the more it can go to the top of the pyramid.

By doing something trustworthy, such as paying a donation or attending church gatherings diligently, we can participate in high-grade gatherings.

“In other words, the meeting you are attending now is the lowest level of all meetings. ”

The conclusion was simple.

Meetings that can be obtained at this stage are limited.

‘Looks like this is going to take some time. ’

Kim Sung-cheol left early tomorrow because a large donation could buy doubt.

When I left the rally point, the sun had already fallen.

Kim Sung-cheol remembered his promise to Largo and hurried back to the mansion.

On the way back, Kim Sung-cheol could see the event unfolding in District 8. The cart carrying a flashlight in the color of an archery appeared to pass beyond the crowd, receiving the cheers of the people.

However, at some point, the cheer suddenly grew.

“Masked Virgin! ”

“It's true. I've never seen anything like it. ”

Kim Sung-cheol ignored it and dug in between the crowds for a while due to an unexpectedly hot reaction.

There, I could see Kim Sung-cheol's unexpected face.

Sarah Zero.

The undead girl, who appeared to be the center of the Apocalypse, was waving her hand under the protection of strangers on a cart.

"Why is he here? That's a lot of boldness. Empire soldiers must be looking for it with their eyes on. ’

For whatever reason, her appearance was accepted as a miracle for people in eight districts who lived poor lives.

She was thought to be a Masked Saint by the people here.

In the frenzied crucible, Kim Sung-cheol was able to guess the true teachings of the Apocalypse rooted deep in Lagrein.

The Empire accepted it as a threat.

But the frenzy did not last long.

Imperial soldiers, who knew of Sarah's appearance, marched towards this place.

Sarah hid herself in the darkness for a short time from the people.

It was a great opportunity for Kim Sung-cheol.

If only she could follow her story, most of the questions about the Apocalypse would be cleared.

You don't have to build trust in a grubby minority.

However, when I tried to chase after Sarah, one of the rumbling sounds in the sky stopped Kim Sung-cheol's footsteps.

It is because there was a loud noise coming from the air palace that was floating in the sky of Ragranze.

A colourful firecracker bursts from the air palace.

It is the beginning of the fiery festival, the biggest spectacle of the night of Youngjae.

Largo's anticipated face suddenly passed before Kim Sung-cheol's eyes.