Main Character Hides His Strength

“I'm leaving Ixion. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said in a calm tone.

We have no reason to wait.

Markorade has not been able to speak for a while, feeling the shock of being struck by the occipital blunt force in an unexpected situation.

But I couldn't watch Kim Sung-cheol leave like this.

She stopped it with a sharp sound as Kim Sung-cheol tried to take another step toward the portal.

“Wait!”

The aura of photophobia seeps into her eyes.

Kim Sung-cheol felt embarrassed.

Markorade continued:

“Why are you leaving so suddenly? The day I saw the miracle of lifting the curse of extinction. ”

Markorade soon opened his eyes as he found Marakir standing tall, but small at Kim Sung-cheol's feet.

“What's this? Could it be Joined...? ”

“I am Marrakia, king of destruction. ”

Marrakia widens her black wings and utters in an unnecessarily arrogant voice.

Bertelkia hurriedly flew to silence Marrakia, but Marrakia's actions were already fueled by the chaos of Markorade.

“What's going on? What are these joints and those living drums? ”

We need to clear the air.

Kim Sung-cheol gazed at the marker and opened his mouth again.

“The volcano is about to erupt in the far east. If the volcano erupts, all life on the continent will be lost. I'm going to take this portal to stop it. ”

There were too many omissions and a lack of information for Markorade to accept.

She blinks, thinking clearly and then spits it out.

“If you leave Ixion like this, it doesn't make sense to me! ”

It was a tone of desperation.

Kim Sung-cheol stopped and looked around at the Marker Raid.

“Is it the Vestiares? ”

When Sung-cheol Kim asked, Markorade nodded, looking at him with an anxious look.

“If you walk away like this, she won't leave me alone. ”

“Does that mean Vestiaret is going to execute you or harm you? ”

“That woman... no, Vestiaret is not like that. But if we are to be hated by him, we may no longer be able to perform miracles through the Giants. And then the new Exotic Temperature will be over for me. ”

Markorade gazes helplessly at the summoner standing in the dark, with his sheep hanging loose.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol felt like he would know the relationship between Bestiare and Markarade.

‘So that's how it is. ’

Markarade's support base comes from an unlimited supply of giant power, not political orthodoxy.

There are very few inhabitants of the old ixion in Shin ixion, so it may be natural to have absolute reliance on the living.

But it's also wrong for Kim Sung-cheol to think.

“Why don't you take your hands off her? Isn't the prosperity of Ixion, as you say, earned by sacrificing someone's life after all? ”

“That's none of your business, as I said before. No matter how many human beings in Lagranze die...”

“There were many refugees from the east like you in the settlement village. ”

Kim Sung-cheol cut off his words and looked at the Marker Raid with a spectacular, solemn look.

Marklard's words are blocked, but he doesn't seem too shocked.

She mutters with an impression.

“They are not from Ixion. And the east is the east. The southeast coastline, especially those from nasty villages like Insvant, is not considered to be from the east. ”

“Do people in the East discriminate against each other? ”

“The Empire discriminates against the people of the same city, don't they? ”

Kim Sung-cheol felt more tired than annoyed because of Marker Raid's oppression.

Marker Raid continued when Kim Sung-cheol didn't say anything.

“For the Eastern Rise, Ixion must continue its current prosperity. Once the new Ixion is proclaimed, the people who have left the west will return to the east. By then, we'll have the power to challenge the will of this world that we've lost. ”

“By using millions of people like firewood? ”

Kim Sung-cheol sighed.

“No matter how many people die, it's not my business. Nothing is more important to us now than rebuilding the East. Ixion is the city that will become the heart of the new East. I can't stay in touch with Vestiaret until that day. ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol thought that he didn't need to talk anymore.

The position is too different.

Markorade seems to have some kind of belief, as well as a sense of mission.

No matter how wrong the belief may be, Kim Sung-cheol knows that such flags are hard to break beyond what is in his mind.

There was once a similar flag in his chest.

“I have nothing more to say. The rebuilding of the East is not my concern. ”

Kim Sung-cheol headed towards the portal.

“Just let me close my mouth with a hammer. This guy is stuffy if he doesn't do anything. ”

Marakia walked behind Kim Sung-cheol and followed him just as Bertelkia watched over him.

The Marker Raid that was left alone didn't know what to do. His eyes are constantly shaking and his teeth tremble less.

In a whirlpool of violent emotions, it's hard to tell whether it's anger or disappointment, Marker Raid finally cries out.

“Hey!"

Kim Sung-cheol did not stop.

Markaraid clenches his fist and shouts again.

“I thought we were going on a trip together. ”

Hearing that, Kim Sung-cheol stopped walking. But he didn't look away.

His voice echoes in the wind, over the lonely shoulder.

“I'll be back here when I'm done. ”

“… really? ”

A drop of tears have appeared in Markoraid's red eyes.

Kim Sung-cheol nodded with his back.

“I'll be right back. And I don't know if I can figure out what's going on with the giant. not only do you sacrifice people in settlement villages, but you don't get help from Vestiaret. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said so, and lightly asked him, staring at Bertelkia who was following him.

“Are you sure you want to pay for your meal? Bertelkia.”

“Of course! Don't underestimate your second place. ”

“That unstable sequence number two, how long can it last? The Living Book.”

Markorade stared at combinations that looked surprisingly unrealistic.

World enemies, arrogant joints, talking books. Though it was a thoroughly surreal combination, Markorade wondered if they might accomplish something.

Because Kim Sung-cheol was at the center of it.

A trustworthy man.

A man willing to give up his Empire position and become an enemy of the world to honor his past promises.

Markorade nods forcefully, stealing a drop of tear from his hand.

It was then.

“I'm disappointed in a lot of things. ”

The sorcerer appears directly in front of the portal, a familiar but unheard voice echoes.

It's the voice of Vestiaret.

Suddenly, a beautiful, pale face appeared in the enchanted room like a picture.

“Markorade, do you remember what you said to me the first time you met me? ”

Bestiare gazes at Markorade and asks in a deep, dreamy tone.

Markorade's face is frozen solid.

She shakes like a small animal who meets a natural enemy, just blinking at her employer.

Vestiaret continued:

“You said you'd do anything, right? To revive the royal family,”

“Vestiaret.”

I can't watch anymore.

Kim Sung-cheol blocked the way in front of Vestiaret walking towards Markorade.

“I'm warning you. Get out of my sight now. ”

Bestiare smiled faintly and stared at Kim Sung-cheol with dreamy eyes.

For an ordinary man, Kim Sung-cheol is different from a normal man.

He continued without shaking a single inch.

“You haven't killed you yet because you don't have to. ”

“Hmm. Really? Did Drago just say that?”

Sharp. She already knew what happened between Kim Sung-cheol and Drago Bay. It would be more plausible to say that you are predicting.

“If only Drago had been weak to the weak and strong to the weak, he would have kept his secrets to himself. But no matter what that vulgar man does, it doesn't affect me or Desport's plans. ”

Vestiaret said so, then smiled miserably.

“Leave Ixion right now. Then at least you'll be able to live with yourself. ”

In Kim Sung-cheol's hands, his famous novel arm Karaz appeared. Vestiaret, who saw the legendary hammer covered in the blood of the seven heroes, was neither afraid nor wary.

“This is how it ends. ”

“You don't stand a chance. ”

“On my strength, I suppose. ”

Vestiaret's eyes flourish with grisly murders.

“Summoning all your remaining friends will not change the outcome. ”

“I don't know if there were lions. Might have been worth it. But you can't get out of here without someone like that. ”

Vestiaret's words are definitive.

Kim Sung-cheol felt that it was not an object or a panyon. He doesn't know the echo master like that.

However, Kim Sung-cheol didn't even know what was at the base of his confidence.

Kim Sung-cheol was caught up in a sinister premonition, looking at the statue of Sydney on all sides.

‘We need to make this quick. ’

Kim Sung-cheol decided to kill her before she could do something and rushed to Vestiaret with an arm karaz.

Bestiare disappeared from Kim Sung-cheol's sight before Arm Garaz smashed her.

I'm not avoiding you.

Before Kim Sung-cheol decided to attack, he seemed to have been secretly admiring the dimensional spell.

Vestiaret, who had disappeared from Kim Sung-cheol's sight, was reappeared on a greenhouse in Shinrook.

“Let me rephrase that. You're not getting out of here alive. ”

Vestiaret said again.

Kim Sung-cheol measured the street with his eyes.

Distance to which Vestiares can react.

Kim Sung-cheol looked up at Vestiaret, his arm wrapped around his shoulder, and asked.

“What makes you say that? ”

There is no mortal who can defeat Kim Sung-cheol in this world.

There is not even a force to defeat.

He alone has the power to annihilate the human empire and to devastate other allies.

“Do you know why I built this city? ”

Vestiaret stares at the Marker Raid, standing at the head of the greenhouse.

The merciless life of the viper, hidden under the dreamy blue eyes, shines faintly.

“Rebuild Ixion? Eastern Rise? That trifle has nothing to do with me. ”

Markaraid hears Vestiaret's voice colder than ice, raising his head and staring with his shivering eyes.

Bestiare gave Kim Sung-cheol a fierce smile and looked at him.

“You must have seen it. Watching this woman harvest human souls and produce everything in the settlement village. I told that stupid woman. ”

“ ……. ”

“But there's one thing I didn't tell you. ”

I remembered a cruel smile in Vestiaret's mouth that was hard to believe was human.

“The Wizard's soul is worth more. ”

At that moment, a single javelin broke the air.

Puck.

Um, Brooke is lodged in Vestiaret's abdomen.

Bestiare squeals and wrinkles.

“A lot of things die quickly. ”

Kim Sung-cheol was waiting.

A moment of hesitation as Vestiaret chatters.

Bestiare gives a shocked smile.

“Phew... Excellent. But... ha... nothing... changes! ”

Bestiare raises her hand, exhaling deeply.

As the enchantment rises, a large number of little Vestiares appear, bringing one giant scroll to her attention.

Kim Sung-cheol waved the bell of disaster.

“Ahhhh! ”

Vestiaret bows like a shrimp with a face almost stunned by the terrible pain, but his will remains unchanged.

Vestiaret frowns and cries out in tears.

“As promised... this altar... is yours." Collect the sacrifices... and come to this land. ”

Bestiare collapses, tearing the scroll.

Umbrook couldn't handle the bell, and his consciousness was finally cut off.

However, the sound of the entire city fades as the torn scroll hits the city ground.

In a sudden static visit, Kim Sung-cheol could hear the last muttering of Vestiaret.

“Asin... Sydney...! ”