Main Character Hides His Strength

“She's alive...? ”

Kim Sung-cheol's appearance was clearly showing signs of a change.

In contrast to Kim Sung-cheol, who was furious, the Wandering King replied in a non-trivial tone as if he was talking about everyday life.

“Alive. He came back to me after being a jerk. No pride, no honor, no low blood. ”

“… is that true? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked with a voice that was somewhat sinking but still trembling.

The question meant more than just a question. In other words, if you tell a lie, you can pretend to be Kim Sung-cheol. with the most powerful being known in the world.

It was a difficult question to answer, but the Wandering King replied with the same tone as before.

“I can let you meet her if you want. ”

The Wandering King's face could not be concealed by an invisible helmet, but Kim Sung-cheol decided that the Wandering King was not lying without any action.

There is no reason to pretend with Kim Sung-cheol unless the Wandering King is a fool.

“But it will be hard to recognize. The face of the girl you knew has been swept away by the passage of time and lost her true form. ”

“ ……. ”

“I'll ask you again. Tell me if you want. I'll always be ready to put that bitch in front of you. ”

Kim Sung-cheol didn't say anything about the offer.

I just opened the door tirelessly with my face somewhere and disappeared outside the hut.

It was like running away.

The Wandering King stood still and watched Kim Sung-cheol leave.

“Oh, is the Imperial captain gone? ”

“I'm sorry to see you go without saying hello. ”

The fairies who were driving in the kitchen showed up and found Kim Sung-cheol, but he had already left for a distant place.

*

“The cuckoo was alive. ”

Marakir, who had never said a word all the way through the forest because of Kim Sung-cheol's low pressure, began to tease Beak as if he had waited for Kim Sung-cheol to set up camp and procure food.

“But when I think about it, the man that the Rison does is more of a ninja than a cuckoo. Hey, Living Book. You know what Ninevel is? ”

“Hmmm... I don't know...? ”

“Brutal insects that kidnap other insects and lay eggs on them and feed their young. You don't think there's a whole Ninevel thing on that many pages, do you? Then it's no different than a magazine that fixers see! ”

Of course, the opponent was Bertelgia.

"Son of a bitch. You talk too much. Is there really a tentacle among the ancestors? If you have a complaint, do it in front of your face. ’

Bertelkia regretted not getting into Kim Sung-cheol's pocket and had to accept all of Marakia's stories. But I couldn't disagree with some of Marrakia's claims.

“... We Nahacs are cruel to other races, but merciful to our own kind. Of course, there is a difference between a Nahika with white feathers and a Nahik with blue feathers. But he had no loyalty to his own kind. There's no honor in the words of a human wearing that strange helmet. ”

“Phew. Yeah. Why does he always have to be so stupid? My dad's an idiot, but I think he's worse than him. ”

When Bertelkia confronts him, Marakir mutters, cracking nuts into his beak.

“There's a good word to use in a situation like this that I learned from humans not long ago. ”

“Well, what is it? ”

“Ho-ku. ”

At that time, a huge hand grabbed Marrakia's back.

“Peek-a-boo!”

After a brief retribution, Kim Sung-cheol sat down.

When Bertelkia carefully looks at his expression on the campfire, his face doesn't look much different than usual.

“... Are you okay? ”

Bertelgia cautiously asks.

“What would be good? ”

Kim Sung-cheol peeled the skin of the monkey from the forest. The skin was peeled off cold.

The skinned monkey meat was all sewn to a wooden stick and had a herbal shower all over its body. In particular, a large amount of herbs were inserted into the side of the blade.

Kim Sung-cheol removed all the firewood that was burning around the campfire and began to smoke monkey meat with chopped wood similar to the teak tree cut from the forest.

It is because the material of the tree that will smoke as much as the meat is important to make good smoking.

Kim Sung-cheol summoned Marakia and spun a skewered skewer with meat to cut the smoke evenly.

Marrakia said the king couldn't do this, but he had to be stubborn for less than 10 seconds.

While the smoked meat was being prepared, a pot of milk and stock was prepared and the soup was made from mushrooms and monkey eyes made in the forest.

Even Marrakia, who hates Kim Sung-cheol's cooking, had a high opinion of Eye Soup.

“Good luck with human cooking. ”

“Would you like to hear it? ”

When Kim Sung-cheol asked Maraki, Maraki refused.

“I'm sorry, but I don't eat human food. How can we discuss the taste with something that doesn't even know the taste of the meat before it rots? ”

“Then I'll carry it myself. ”

Kim Sung-cheol tasted the boiled soup with a spoon.

Not bad.

But the eye of the monkey was a patchwork.

“Tsk!”

[45 points for this dish]

[Pyeonggi]

The score was high because it was still basic and a dish that the class administrator would like.

Monkey dishes that forced him to take a bath in the hot springs because he couldn't find anything right after searching for a game got 67 points.

Reasonably higher scores. It also tasted pretty good.

However, it was far away to reach the 90 points Kim Sung-cheol wanted.

‘Maybe I should try to make it. ’

During the time of the imperial guard, Kim Sung-cheol was served various rare dishes around the world.

There were some foods that stood out in the banquet that almost every day.

Kim Sung-cheol tried to change the dishes to suit his interpretation.

‘Winter sleepjack, myeongheel, and baby bunny. Is that all you can think about? ’

No worries appeared on Kim Sung-cheol's face with such happy worries.

In fact, he was at peace. Even though I just heard the shocking truth, there was nothing left after the initial pain, as if the current had passed.

I didn't understand such Kim Sung-cheol.

"How can you be like that when you know that? She changed the course of her life. ’

It's not just about mental strength or willpower. Kim Sung-cheol's reflection in Bertelkia's eyes was strange somewhere. It was not enough to express that it was twisted, but it was different from the way Kim Sung-cheol used to look.

“Hey, are you sure you're okay? ”

It wasn't until the end of the meal that Bertelgia was able to tell Kim Sung-cheol the story again.

“That story? ”

Kim Sung-cheol said in a bland tone that was no different than usual.

After Bertelgia waved slightly, Kim Sung-cheol threw his bony arm at the monkey.

“I don't really care. ”

“Really?"

“The woman I knew had already died in my mind. As long as you're breathing somewhere, it's just a story that has nothing to do with me. ”

“Y-yeah? ”

“By the time I kept my promise, my relationship with that woman was dissolved, and that was all over. ”

Kim Sung-cheol was cutting ties in the past with an incredibly bold tone. Bertelgia felt that Kim Sung-cheol was great, but on the other hand, he felt afraid.

Once a sharp blade is pressed into your chest, you can always take it out.

‘No... you're not. ’

Bertelgia cautiously asked for Kim Sung-cheol, feeling a vague fear inside.

“Hey, can I get in my pocket? ”

In her question, Kim Sung-cheol opened the corner of the coat that turned into a rag, expressing something new.

In relief, Bertelgia could hear Kim Sung-cheol's heart.

Nothing has changed.

It's the beating I've always heard.

Vertelgia shivers lightly.

“What's the matter? ”

Kim Sung-cheol suddenly felt a vibration and asked.

“No, it's nothing. I think it's a lack of exercise. ”

“Do books exercise? ”

Kim Sung-cheol smiled and finished the leftover meal.

The next day, the journey continued.

Kim Sung-cheol immediately captured the road as a tower of silver and quickly dug up unusual forests and mountain ranges and headed for his destination in a single run.

Although Kim Sung-cheol's speed was not exhaustive, there was an incident in the middle of which Marakia spread because he was walking for a long time without rest at a fairly fast rate.

Eventually, Kim Sung-cheol had to sew a little pocket behind his coat and put it in.

‘Every pocket is full of uninvited people. ’

There was another problem.

The sole of your boots is worn out.

After a long time without horses, the boots look like ordinary boots, but they are made by a Dwarf artisan who is considered to be the best in practice using the scales of a Black Dragon.

He has done his part in many years of fighting, and Kim Sung-cheol has finally reached the end of his life through his efforts in the battle with Asin Sydney.

Kim Sung-cheol can repair the coat, and the dragon scale that becomes an ingredient can also sleep in the soul storage, but Kim Sung-cheol can't fix the boots.

Such high quality ingredient items can only be handled by artisans who have been promoted to higher positions.

‘Hmm... I hate to break it to you, but I have to stop by Dwarf Kingdom once. ’

It is probably the most awkward place for Kim Sung-cheol all over the world.

It's a small situation for all Dwarves to chew Kim Sung-cheol's raw flesh.

The cause was Arm Karaz, which the Dwarves regarded as sacred, but Kim Sung-cheol had no intention of returning Arm Karaz.

It was because just a month ago, I was willing to give it back a little, but I felt frustrated that I couldn't fight such a creature without Arm Garaz while working with Achan Sydney.

However, as I was running forward thinking about the plan of the future, the familiar landscape unfolded before my eyes.

Mirror-like clear lakes and white hats around them, needlework forests and bottled snow.

Kim Sung-cheol slowed down while holding the tower at the center of the lake in his eyes.

From here on out, we need to go normal.

You don't have to make trouble with the owner of the Silver Tower, Porphyrius, in a situation where you can freely enter and enter with your face.

Kim Sung-cheol broke through the dense forest and walked towards the road to Eun Sang's Tower.

Soon, Kim Sung-cheol was able to find a refugee camp in the past. The refugee camp where the Insvants were staying was empty.

Seems to have left at least a full night before the trail ends.

when Kim Sung-cheol was waiting for Kria to wake up in the spirit system.

‘You're in a hurry. If you moved in the middle of winter, you'd say you weren't treated well. ’

As I was walking around the Refugee Camp, Marakir shrugged and looked around and opened his beak.

“What the hell are you doing here? ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol felt a gentle annoyance.

I think I've told you several times already, but if you don't understand, everyone will feel annoyed.

Marrakia is so self-centered that she rarely listens to others.

Kim Sung-cheol moved to second place instead of speaking.

Beside Sung-cheol Kim, Bertelgia, who became a big man who couldn't even be trusted with Marakia, mixed pinjaws and talked to Marakia about the purpose of coming here.

I didn't have a cocky pair, but I understood a good Marrakia right away.

But one thing was against Marrakia's care.

“Hmm? The Book of Doom? Something's not right.”

“What's your problem again? What else?"

Marrakia scratches her beak as she asks.

“It's not a big complaint. I just thought you might have changed your name. In our time, we were called by different names. ”

“Another name? ”

Kim Sung-cheol, who was silent, looked down at Marrakia and asked.

Marrakia nods and replies.

“The object of prophesying disaster in our time is called the tablet of the book of Revelation. ”