Main Character Hides His Strength

“Isn't that a good name? I think they used to call me" The Parchment of Revelation. "”

Vertelgia, who heard Marrakia's words, immediately said hello.

“It is often the case that the shape of the instrument that preaches the word of God changes. ”

Marrakia quickly took part in Bertelgia's words and pointed out something as sharp as her beak.

“But there was no Tower of the Eunuch in my day. Although I have not seen it myself because of the curse of extinction, it is said that the place where the stone tablets of the book of Revelation were stored was the tree of dead life in the realm of the Lizardman at that time. ”

“Isn't that the Tower of the Eunuch? If the Book of Catastrophes changed its name, what would change the name of the tower that holds it? ”

Marrakia shakes her head in a meaningless, thoughtless tone against Bertelkian objections.

“The tree of dead life is located in the heart of the continent. It doesn't snow at the heart of the continent. It's a big clearing south of the heart of the continent. That's why it's so cold and snowy. ”

Marrakia folds her icy wings as if to say so.

Although it is not a warm place where the Joins live, Marrakia's body age is several months old.

A body not yet ripe for the cold.

Kim Sung-cheol said in a bold tone, feeling the movement of Marrakia moving around in the pocket of a spare bee.

“I'll give you a dress. ”

“I don't wear clothes dressed in jewelry and gold. ”

Marrakia confidently said.

However, Kim Sung-cheol pulled out a faded funnel from the Soul Warehouse and turned it upside down.

Vertelgia can't see it through her eyes.

Marrakia looks away, her eyes turning away as if she were the Grim Reaper in front of Marrakia.

“A true king clothes the wind and covers the night sky with a veil. How much farther is it than this? ”

Soon, Kim Sung-cheol's group arrives next to an unfamiliar hut.

The hut where the last Rutheginian Knight Tangrit died for the village is now a ruin because no one lives.

Bertelkiah mutters as he looks at the hut.

“Baron, how are you? ”

Kim Sung-cheol, who heard the murmuring of Bertelgia, stopped his steps after recalling that Bertelkia had been hanging out with the baron called Griphon.

“Wait, let's see if there's a baron. ”

There was no particular reason.

The reason for this is that the time is too early.

It is still a little early in the morning for ordinary people to carry on their daily activities.

‘Around 5: 00 a.m. to 6: 00 a.m. ’

I need to spend some time.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so, leading Bertelkia and Marrakia to the mansion of the old Rutheginian knights behind the hut.

“Wow! It's the baron! ”

Griphon was always in a graceful position, not too far from Tangrit's grave.

He was freed, but he was still guarding the graveyards of his old master and comrades.

Kim Sung-cheol felt a strange ringing in his heart when he saw the uniform appearance of Griphon.

It is a positive echo.

I wanted so badly, but I never felt it.

‘The beast is better than man. ’

Kim Sung-cheol approached the baron as if he were attracted and stroked the mane around his neck, which stretched thickly and forcefully.

“Peek-a-boo...”

Marrakia shudders to see if Griphon is a little bit frightened.

“What's the matter? Marrakia? Did you see Griphon and freak him out? ”

“It's not a landslide, it's not a flying beast. What the hell is this? ”

Marrakia had never seen Griphon.

Bertelkia reads Marrakia's fearful expression and leaps inwardly.

Marrakia, who was stuffed into her pocket like a kangaroo, was strongly denied.

“D-don 't be ridiculous. Do you think it's fair that I, the king of all creation, am afraid of a mere thing? ”

“Hoho? I think the king of all things trembles a little. Is this purely because of your mood? ”

Seeing that, Kim Sung-cheol recalled an ancient Chinese figure who was impressed by the bright book as a child.

Longevity workers who climbed up and down the red tomato with golden crowns and slaughtered countless soldiers like straw piles.

‘Follicles among men, red tomatoes among words. But this is a book... I should add Bertelgia to it. ’

In spite of Kim Sung-cheol's intriguing imagination, Marrakia and Bertelkia continued to fight.

Marrakia, who could not stand it, raised her finger and spoke in a trembling voice, pointing to the baron.

“That... is a harmful beast. ”

“Aren't you the one who's hurting? ”

Bertelgia proudly approaches the baron.

However, the baron squeezed a beak dozens of times bigger than Marrakia's, as Bertelkia approached.

“Grrrgh!”

“What did I say? I thought you said it was a harmful animal. ”

Marrakia smiles at you with her pointy fingers.

The baron who refused Bertelgia's approach, however, took his hand gently as Kim Sung-cheol approached.

Kim Sung-cheol discovered that the baron was much more fierce than when he first met him.

It is covered by a good body under a plume.

‘By the looks of it, his wings are uncomfortable, so it must have been hard to hunt properly. ’

Kim Sung-cheol stared at the wing of the broken wrong griphon.

Um...

It takes a lot of hands, a lot of hassle, and a lot of time, but you might be able to fix the wings if you kill some.

Kim Sung-cheol spent some time next to the baron and then moved to the Tower of Eunza.

There were still a lot of nationally piloted aircraft and crew at the docks of aircraft from the envoys of each country.

They were just leaving the barracks, making breakfast, drinking tea, and preparing for the coming day.

We must pass them before we can reach the Tower of Silver.

Although I was reluctant, Kim Sung-cheol hoped to pass safely, and headed to the pier by foot, not too late or fast.

No one cared about Kim Sung-cheol.

Everyone was just doing their job, but only one or two strangers gave me their eyes when they passed by.

As he passed the docks, Kim Sung-cheol was impressed that the atmosphere of the crew was significantly different from the past.

I'm playing separately.

There was a bookshelf that had never been seen before, set against each of the docks.

The knights and crew were in close contact with each other inside the perimeter. A stream of invisible boundaries and deterrents was flowing across the docks.

It was a strange experience as Kim Sung-cheol.

Although the country is different, it is part of a community bound together by a large framework called the World Congress, and it shows a visible fragmentation.

Did something happen? ’

Kim Sung-cheol's reasonable suspicion was firmly established in the clearing between the end of the pier and Toporo village.

One of the knight's corpses is left stranded in a tree.

“Tsk."

Bertelkia is a wretched mortal who makes a grumbling noise.

Murderers or avengers were not enough to just kill a knight, so they mutilated the body. The guts coming out of the split ship are long stretched out on the floor.

“Chuen.”

Kim Sung-cheol lightly squeezed Marrakia again and examined the condition of the corpse.

The cold air has cooled me down, but I haven't been dead more than half a day.

Probably killed in the middle of the night.

Kim Sung-cheol looked at the symbol on the armor of the knight and at a glance found that the knight was a knight from the Human Empire. The surprise happened there.

The knights of another country, who almost knew that the knights killed were knights of the Human Empire, took no action.

“Here we go again. ”

“Is it already the third time this month? ”

They watched the corpse from afar and did not take any action to collect the corpse or inform the Empire.

However, the knight who was far away raised his hands to Kim Sung-cheol and warned him loudly.

“Hey, hillbilly. You'd better not touch that corpse so lightly. The elders of the Empire might catch up with you later! ”

The knights of another country laughed as they looked at each other and laughed at what was so funny.

Although it was a fairy tale more simple than an incident, Kim Sung-cheol felt a sense here.

[broken heart, toporo]

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol entered the town as a Topo after a familiar site. Even though the aroma of baking bread made me nosebleed comfortably, the impression Kim Sung-cheol had on the village was close to the worst.

Gratitude, Juan Muchi.

That's all Kim Sung-cheol has to say about this village.

A few residents recognized Kim Sung-cheol and chatted amongst themselves.

“Th-the enemy of the world! ”

“He's back again! ”

The town bell tower rang loudly in an orderly fashion. A few vigilantes jumped in and stood in front of Sung-cheol Kim.

“Hehe. Can I get out of here, too?" ”

Marrakia takes off the funnel and says in a confident tone.

The inhabitants of Marrakia, whose funnels were hidden, were even more surprised.

“W-what's that bird? ”

“A champagne? It may be small, but it looks ominous! ”

Even the world's enemies are overwhelmed with monsters.

Kim Sung-cheol stared at the vigilantes who stopped him and said just one word.

“Piss off.”

The power of the work, mixed with a gentle unpleasantness, was instantaneous. Otherwise, the vigilantes were scattered like chaff. It was almost like a guy stepped backwards and crushed his butt.

At the tavern, two drunken knights were being drawn to the scene by the villagers.

Kim Sung-cheol didn't recognize their faces, but the knights recognized Kim Sung-cheol's face at a glance and quickly ran away like the rest of the village.

‘Looks like I sold a lot of my face. ’

Before, very few people recognized him, but his face seemed to have been sold out at the time of the imperial invasion.

Perhaps there is a portrait in every corner of the world that resembles Kim Sung-cheol now.

Anyway, there was no one to stop him now. Kim Sung-cheol walked towards the tower of Eun-gil, who hung his appetites on a clear lake like a mirror.

“Hmm. Is this the Tower of Silver?" It's a pretty good vibe, huh? ”

Marrakia looks at the tower of Eunza and says,

“Are you different from the Tree of the Dead? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked.

Marrakia replies, puffing her big eyes.

“It can't be the same. Even if you die, the world number is the world number. The tree of the dead is said to have touched the sky. Compared to him, that tower is... rustic. ”

Hearing that, Kim Sung-cheol thought to himself.

‘Does the location of objects that act as the scriptures of disasters change from time to time? ’

Questions about things surrounding disasters, not disasters.

It's a topic I've never thought about before.

What was important was always God's own disaster, and everything else was just a side effect.

However, the encounter with those living in other times who resolved the disaster, and the strange divine writings, especially the story of Desport, was broadening Kim Sung-cheol's vision not only to the disaster itself, but also to the periphery.

Until now, Kim Sung-cheol has moved as a surface task to save Lyze Hymer's daughter, but as long as it was somehow resolved, the width of Kim Sung-cheol's fortune had to be expanded naturally.

‘But the tower of the merciful must have been made of god... at least a divine power. ’

Kim Sung-cheol stared at the growing tower of the Silver One as he crossed the longsword bridge to the Tower of the Silver One one by one.

Soon, a gray robed gentleman appeared and approached Kim Sung-cheol. He recognized Kim Sung-cheol at a glance and went into the Chor Tower.

Porphyrius, the owner of the tower, told Sung-cheol Kim to come here at any time, but it was still a cause of horror to the other Silver Messengers of the world.

A few moments later, the door of the closed tower reopens and a familiar figure appears.

The fiery red hair and reptile eyes peer into the sky beyond the hood.

The Eunuch of the Halfling.

She came out to greet Kim Sung-cheol.