Main Character Hides His Strength

A book by the name of Bertelkia opens the bookshelf.

The open bookshelf was filled with a dazzling light like the sun.

Assassins of the Apocalypse sensed an unusual crisis and tried to retreat, but the poison of death had already pushed in behind them.

They have no choice but to advance.

As the woman in the lead draws the curve and walks towards the dazzling light, the rest of the assassins follow.

“Target confirmed. ”

The book of radiance said.

The assassins move swiftly.

In a single run, I will go beyond the book and strike down the defenseless mercenaries.

The woman with the curve was about to pass through the book.

Something protrudes out of the dazzling light and stands in front of the assassins.

“ …?! ”

The Apocalypse felt an intangible membrane unfolding before them and stopped their steps.

The woman with the curvature taps the intangible membrane that stopped them with the end of the curvature.

Knock.

Something's catching up.

Something as transparent as glass but with a different texture than glass.

Soon they realized that what lay before them was an intangible wall that was more transparent than glass.

Even though the wall was made so quickly that it sealed off the front of the Apocalypse.

The curvy woman instructs her men to break through the walls.

However, no matter how much you tap, all the magic and magic scrolls, the wall is rarely pierced.

As they wait in front of the wall, the poison grows louder in front of the assassins.

The assassins are in a hurry.

Crisis is often more powerful than usual.

Sneak!

A single blow to a man's body creates a small miracle.

The transparent wall finally cracked.

The assassins' attacks naturally focused on the rift.

A spear of ice, a fireball, an endless slash, and a primitive body thrust.

The transparent wall finally collapsed, whether the care reached the sky.

At the moment when cheer erupted among the Apocalypses, something popped out of a book called Bertelgia.

As if throwing a javelin at the speed of hurling, it produced something else in front of the joyful Apocalypse.

The curve was stuttering in front.

Knock.

Another wall appears.

The horror of death has come to mind in the eyes of the Assassins of the Apocalypse.

As the wretched cries erupted, the voracious poison swallowed them up and removed them from the Tower of the Silver One.

The cheers of victory erupt among the silver.

“Long live the Tower of the Eunuch! ”

“The Book of Doom never burns! ”

The sound was conveyed to Kim Sung-cheol's ears through a crack from Asin.

Did you take care of it already? You've done well with the Silver Ones.Your combat abilities haven't changed since I saw them. ’

Then there's no need to rush into the tower.

Kim Sung-cheol looked up at the sky thinking that way.

A myriad of Human Empires have been engulfing the sky.

At least three fleets.

The firepower emanating from it was truly powerful.

Although it may not be enough to destroy Asin, it is enough to make those who cast the spell beside him vanish without a trace.

A large hole was pierced in the shape of the moon that reminded me of the surface of the crowd that used to hold the scaffolding as a battery.

All that was left was a shadow of a black god of the Last Apocalypse burning in a white flame.

“Urgh! Inagi! ”

Asin tried to take his last stand shouting a profane spell he couldn't comprehend, but the time given to him was over.

The human being who held him in this world was swallowed up by the white flame as soon as the power of the outside was cut off, and his existence was erased from this world in the miserable screams and cries.

Tuck.

As soon as the foothills of the lost owner of the robe fell, the figure of Asin disappears as if scattered with a bizarre cry.

When the black figure dispersed, people could see tens of millions of frightening crows scattered all over the place.

It was an unbelievably supernatural scene that belonged to this world.

When Asin disappeared, the voracious poison surrounding him lost his power and disappeared in an instant.

“ ……. ”

Through the scattered poison, Kim Sung-cheol gazed up silently at the skies of the Human Empire.

“Hey, what are you doing without picking me up?! Cough! Cough! ”

Crumbui, who was in the middle of the monopoly, heard a grumbling voice, but Kim Sung-cheol stared at the Human Empire's aircraft fleet without a wink.

Because it's not over yet.

Asin disappears and drives out the Apocalypse, but that's a separate problem.

Kim Sung-cheol, called the enemy of the world, and the human empire, representing the order of the world, are publicly hostile, not all of them.

Relaxation is not allowed here.

Kim Sung-cheol had no intention of prejudice, but he had no intention of avoiding the human empire if it came to a fight.

His mind is already exhausted and not generous enough to tolerate situations that he does not like.

“ ……. ”

Soon after, the light flashed on one of the airstrips.

Illuminated signal using a mirror.

Kim Sung-cheol, who was the enemy of the Human Empire, could not have known the signal.

The signal was telling Kim Sung-cheol.

[Request a temporary ceasefire from the former Empire crew members below.]

I have no reason to hesitate.

Kim Sung-cheol nodded once and turned around.

The Empire responded in response to Kim Sung-cheol's actions by jointly circling the fleet's horsemen towards the south, where there is an apocalyptic airspace.

“Looks like that's it for the spectacle. ”

Standing on the deck of the Ancient Kingdom, Schnelmer smiled softly and spoke to his prospective clients.

“A disturber has appeared in the middle, but today you've seen our humble armory drive out the mightiest of mercenaries and fight the mightiest of enemies in the world. ”

Schnelmer said so, staring at the envoys and captains of the Ancient Kingdom.

You keep your expressions intact, but you can see everything in Schnelmer's eyes.

What they're thinking.

You must have been impressed.

Just that there was such a powerful weapon of war in an organization that I thought was a rival unit.

Schnelmer continued, smiling.

“As you may have guessed, there are many such weapons of war in our Apocalypse, and we are willing to sell them to traditional warlords persecuted by an empire without roots made by Summoners. ”

Hearing that, the eyes of the factors in the ancient kingdom flashed with greed.

How fascinating is this idea that we can not only fight against a fleet of powerful human empires in the northern skies, but also have the power to overwhelm them at once?

Schnelmer sees the Imperial fleet heading this way, saluting the officials of the ancient kingdom.

“I think we should leave now. Pretty soon, our guy's gonna hit the doctor there. We hope for a positive outcome and we apologize for any inconvenience. ”

The hordes of the Apocalypse that appeared with the black smoke also disappeared with the black smoke.

The same thing happened not only in the airspace of the Ancient Kingdom, but also in other small military empires.

The hordes of the Apocalypse showed everyone their strength against the Empire and offered it as a bargaining chip.

Although many kingdoms had not responded to this, they were expecting sufficiently what the outcome would be for everyone who was there.

Another actor was preparing for a reunion as an imperial pursuit fleet chased an end-of-the-life airstrip spread over the top of the Silver Tower.

“His Majesty wishes to see the former Imperial Officers. ”

Kim Sung-cheol nods silently as he hears the news politely from the non-dragon knight on one knee.

“... tell them to do it. ”

There is no reason to meet the Emperor here.

Even if there is a small reason, contacting the emperor in front of everyone in the human empire will only adversely affect the way forward.

Era wants a king now.

Even though Kim Sung-cheol, who has the power to choose a king, has become an enemy, even though it was necessary to meet the emperor who was an old colleague, it cannot look good in the eyes of a third party.

Kim Sung-cheol thought it was a trivial judgment.

Nevertheless, he must have responded to the meeting of the emperor because of the fatigue and frustration that ruled him and the vacancy that covered him like a bubble.

*

Most of the Imperial fleets that appeared in the Outer Tower have been withdrawn in the late afternoon.

All that remains are the Emperor's flagship and its escorts.

Foreign aircraft have already left the Tower of Eunza before that.

It was because there were many hits in many ways.

They gave a simple example to the Emperor of the Human Empire and left the airspace in an argument.

“Grrrrrrr!! ”

A giant dragon lies next to the tower of Eunza, snoring.

Carnes is who the dragon is.

There are no fatal injuries, but there are small and large wounds that make her unable to budge. Several silver coins are sticking around to heal her wounds.

Marrakia looked at it from afar and gave a callous assessment.

“What a bold dragon. What do you mean, you were treated like a dragon? I shouldn't have let you touch me like that! ”

Marrakia was in full swing.

I actually set up a ball and did something to brag about.

But that's it.

There were no sequence variations and no common denominations.

I've only heard one word that Kim Sung-cheol has done well.

Marrakia didn't like it.

At first, I thought I would, but when I saw Stu, who had nothing better to do than himself, surrounded by his human colleagues from afar, I felt sick to death.

"No, how can that stupid human woman listen to more praise than I do? ’

Marakia once pledged to ask Stu about this responsibility and turned her head toward Kim Sung-cheol, who was standing alone looking up at the sky.

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol had not said a word.

I used to be a man with few words, but I feel like there have been fewer and fewer of them lately.

The officials of the Human Empire dressed in gorgeous clothes approached and politely greeted Kim Sung-cheol.

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes, who was staring at the distant sky, looked at them.

The officials of the Human Empire quickly opened their eyes and said in a trembling voice as they received his gaze.

They said a bunch of useless modifiers and idioms like imperial management, but they cut back and forth and summarized the essence in one sentence.

I came to change my clothes.

Kim Sung-cheol is the emperor, so I'm going to dress for him.

In this regard, Kim Sung-cheol asked a question with a distinctive bold tone.

“Did the Emperor send you? ”

Imperial officials used a very long, boring language to say no.

Perhaps the high-ranking administrator in charge of the ceremony sent them to do their job.

What sin have they committed? I just did what I was told up there.

Kim Sung-cheol tightly closed his eyes and sighed.

“... Go. ”

As Kim Sung-cheol revealed an uncomfortable mood, the officials hurriedly clasped their heads and ran away.

It was a short hazing, but Kim Sung-cheol remembered the frustration he had in his heart in the days of the imperial crew.

‘The palace was a real shithole. ’

From time immemorial, those in higher positions have developed all sorts of formalities and manners to distinguish themselves from those in lower ranks.

Ragranze's palace is no exception. I distinguished myself by various formalities and manners.

It was from the looks of clothes, worn jewelry to the body, such as accents, choice of words, and being able to hold the table, many kinds of things, and not when it came to complexity.

It seemed like a good thing to be a savage now, but in the days of the Imperial Army, I suffered quite a bit from such recklessness.

But it was nothing compared to the Emperor.

The emperor had to be tied to a solemn ritual and etiquette that could not be compared to the number of Imperial troops.

When I reached there, a shallow disappearance appeared at Kim Sung-cheol's mouth.

‘Then I saw the emperor. Well, you survived that. ’

William Quinton Marlborough was a decent man to look at, but if you dig inside, he was truly a unique mind possessor.

There were all kinds of rides, like growing a beard until you win the battle, sticking to your short sleeves in the winter, not wearing socks in the summer.

It may be that such a liberal man has been emperor of the most serious laws for decades and may somehow be a human victory.

Kim Sung-cheol thought so, and followed the guards who came to greet him to the Emperor's tent.

In front of the Emperor's barracks, which were built under the docks, there were also elite members of the imperial elite called the elite.

Kim Sung-cheol could see their feelings of fear, vigilance, especially hostility.

It is natural for the Near-Crisis Satan to feel hostile towards Kim Sung-cheol.

In Lagrein, Kim Sung-cheol once hurt the Emperor in front of the Near-Crisis Satan. Even if it is the result of a one-on-one duel, the responsibility for not stopping him is written as a dishonor of the Near Christian Society.

“If anything happens to the king again, I will never forgive you. ”

I whispered as a warning, sending Sung-cheol Kim into the tent of the emperor.

Kim Sung-cheol did not hesitate to go inside the tent.

The tent was wide and without any other ornaments.

Beyond the table, a few foods were prepared, and an old comrade in a black robe, instead of golden armor, sat down and poured a glass alone.

Kim Sung-cheol gazed conditionally at the food on the table.

There were roughly salted and roasted meat, an invisible salad, and spicy bread.

An incredibly frugal diet for an Emperor.

A simple dish given to a general soldier in a ship that is hard to cook properly because it is shaky.

There was a deep wrinkle in Kim Sung-cheol's forehead.

The emperor who was pouring out a glass stared at Sung-cheol Kim.

“A reunion sooner than I thought. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes reminded me of this.

The face and atmosphere of the emperor changed.

Instead of being depressed and dragged away by something hidden in majesty, there was a stringent but liberating weather in the days of the rebellion that appeared secretly in the face and actions of the emperor.

Meanwhile, just as Sung-cheol Kim sensed the Emperor's change at a glance, he also noticed Kim Sung-cheol's change at a glance.

The emperor lowered his drink and said in a mid-tone voice.

“You look tired. Kim Sung-cheol.”