Main Character Hides His Strength

Kim Sung-cheol doesn't dream.

Sometimes the only thing I have is nightmares.

The only way he can see the past is to remember.

Kim Sung-cheol doesn't like politics.

To be precise, he was feeling inflamed.

Nevertheless, he has lived in the midst of a revolving political plate for over a decade.

At that time, the experience was pain itself, but if you think about it now, it may have been exhausted.

Kim Sung-cheol has been reliving his experience and senses for a long time, reminiscing about his past as an enemy of the Empire who stood in the midst of world politics.

‘It will not be easy. ’

I knew that it would be the hardest challenge from the first time I heard about the third disaster.

Kim Sung-cheol sat at his desk for an extended period of time and thought about all the possible situations that would arise at the meeting.

As always, preparing for a meeting is not an easy task.

Kim Sung-cheol suddenly thought of a girl who was next to him.

Kriegfried.

The girl who always welcomed him home with a bright smile because of the establishment of the World Congress was the only rest in the mind of Kim Sung-cheol who was desolate like the desert.

Kim Sung-cheol was able to seriously face his guilt against Raise Himer who died through him and chose the path to fight against the world to atone for her and for the future of one child and many children.

Of course, what he believed was a miraculous illusion.

Now there is no Cria by his side and no guilt in his heart over Liz Hymer.

Now, Sung-cheol Kim is moving with a vague sense of purpose, a low sense of obligation, a bit of curiosity, and the cross of an agreement embedded in his heart.

Kim Sung-cheol honestly thinks that the world is good. He doesn't like humans.

I was able to save people under the circumstances, but I didn't change my mind that he didn't like Humans.

It was too much and too much damage.

Flowers bloom in the mud, but beauty does not arise where scars and burns distort.

However, Kim Sung-cheol also had a colleague.

Kim Sung-cheol looked at a book that had fallen asleep in a bookshelf made of wool from Marrakia.

Bertelkia.

Sometimes, Kim Sung-cheol would imagine not wanting her. If you think about it as a cold head, it may not be that much different from the outside. He has lived a life of setting and fulfilling a purpose all his life.

But Kim Sung-cheol knows.

Kim Sung-cheol himself has little attachment to this world.

If the last attachment disappears, Kim Sung-cheol cannot imagine what he will do.

Maybe he's behaving like someone who's crossed a line he's seen so far.

Therefore, for Kim Sung-cheol, Bertelkia is more precious than anyone else.

Kim Sung-cheol silently whispered as he looked at Bertelgia's wounds with a bandage on Marrakia.

“When this is over, let's go with the Giants. Let's go there and find a cure. ”

Maybe it's because I fell asleep. Bertelkia does not answer.

Kim Sung-cheol had a faint smile on his mouth.

Unexpectedly, another book I met at the Tower of Eunhyun and the words left behind crossed Kim Sung-cheol's brains.

“ ……. ”

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

*

Finally, the moon of the mountain goat, the day of the rising moon, came.

There was a big change.

This is Kim Sung-cheol's outfit.

He was always dressed like a jerk, wearing a uniform that felt as refined and refined as today.

The clothes of an Imperial officer.

It was made with reference to the clothes of the Imperial troops, specially prepared for Kim Sung-cheol by Markaraid, the Eastern Union's monarch.

“You look good together. ”

“ ……. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's expression was not very bright.

It was because I felt uncomfortable with the clothes and the gaze of my colleagues around me.

But Kim Sung-cheol is an adult.

I am not a person who likes to dress up, but I know when I need to dress up.

Above all, the World Congress itself organized by Kim Sung-cheol, and it is just like the host appearing in a messy outfit as usual, hurting his face.

“What? You look like you're wearing something, too. ”

Bertelkiah said as if he was walking around Kim Sung-cheol in a new dress.

Marrakia was still saving her words to make sure that the bounty drug from the dungeon of God remained intact.

However, when Kim Sung-cheol didn't see it, he covered his mouth with feathers, complaining about something and spreading evil or bad jokes to Bertelgia as she burst the fire.

The uninvited guest, Tygon Bosborough, was not there. He couldn't help but notice the signs of heresy that Sidmia, whom he knew with his subordinate priest, had appeared and destroyed.

“As I said before, there may be very few attendees. ”

Markorade looks up at the bloody eastern sky.

“Not sure, but a lot of small militaries were destroyed along with the advent of Obelisk. ”

Markorade considers the devastation of a small country such as the nearby Witroa dynasty to be a tectonic shift due to the emergence of Obelisk.

They didn't know anything about the inner lining of the Apocalypse.

“… When the sun rises at noon, the World Congress begins. ”

Kim Sung-cheol entered the theater scheduled to be held by the World Congress first.

There was a big table and 20 seats where actors performed the heroic tale of the Seven Heroes and Clariss sang.

There was no seat, but there was a seat of Kim Sung-cheol who would be chairman in the center.

Kim Sung-cheol sat at the center of the table and waited for time.

I wonder how long it's been since a storm came through the open window and grazed his hair.

A shout came from afar and a messenger from the Eastern Union appeared. He bowed his head and reported to Kim Sung-cheol.

“The Chancellor of the Kinde Kingdom has arrived. ”

“The Kingdom of Kinde? ”

A strange country. Kim Sung-cheol nodded, remembering that it is one of the small states in the buffer zone between the northwest and the ancient kingdoms.

‘Even small countries don't send kings. ’

But it's better than no one else.

As the noon approached, the attendees began to increase.

The envoy from five small countries that were not important enough to lead the Kinde Kingdom arrived soon after Haas Dane, Prince of the Elven Allied Kingdom, arrived.

Dane's arrival has brought great repercussions to the meeting room. It is because it is the envoy of the first great nation to attend.

Having already made contact with Sung-cheol Kim, Dane sat in his seat after giving a friendly look at Sung-cheol Kim. Behind him, an elven archer stands guard.

Meanwhile, the sun was rising, telling me about noon.

Soldiers of the Eastern Union stand by the well, watching the sun reach the center of the well.

‘Is that it?'

I expected it, but the World Congress was too weak to participate.

It was when Sung-cheol Kim was clearing his mind while looking at the empty table.

Another breeze blows from the window.

“The Ancient Kingdom!”

You hear someone's joyful cry from afar.

‘An ancient kingdom.’

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

Along with the Human Empire, one of the great powers of the Humans.

There was another great kingdom that came after the Elven Kingdom. Kim Sung-cheol didn't expect much.

Immediately, the members of the meeting room appeared dressed in fancy prosecutor style with their swords.

The glorious climate of the sovereign master.

Kim Sung-cheol stood up at the top of the table when he saw the man's face.

In front of the quiet envoy, he answered with a ceremony, and the reason he stood up directly was simple.

Because the King of the Ancient Kingdom attended the meeting himself. He was the first king to arrive in the throne alongside a great nation and a small country.

“Long time no see, Imperial Enemy. ”

It's a continent.

The swordsman's Arkanite.

Unlike the title "Sword King," the king of the Ancient Kingdom gave an intelligent impression of his bright figure, glaring at Kim Sung-cheol with arrogant eyes and giving him a cool greeting.

Kim Sung-cheol's familiar face was also beside him.

What about him? ’

Ganggas Aaron.

A cunning man who was the master of Kim Sung-cheol on the front lines. He attended as one of the envoys performing the king.

When Kim Sung-cheol met with his eyes, Aaron showed a disdainful smile and performed a ceremony to get to know him.

“By the way, this place is untouchable. The world council's reputation has fallen to the ground. ”

The arcane sits in the corner of the conference room with an unpleasant expression.

The sovermasters defended his rear by demonstrating a meticulous set of skills.

“What happened to the Empire? Do they even attend? ”

Arcanite rubs his delicate beard and asks a question.

“The Empire is unhappy. ”

Kim Sung-cheol answered.

“Oh.”

The Ancient Kingdom turns its head in astonishment.

He stares directly at the young woman with red hair sitting on the other side.

Marker Raid.

She sat here on behalf of the Eastern Union.

It's what she wants and Kim Sung-cheol wants.

“I've never seen this woman's face before. ”

The King of the Ancient Kingdom spoke in a unique, cool tone.

Markorade stood up and introduced herself.

“I was once a princess of Ixion. He had a name, Markorade. ”

“Ixion.”

The king of the Ancient Kingdom laughed in relief.

It was a small country unlike any other in the Old Kingdom.

Markorade continues to introduce herself without wavering.

“But now I am the leader of the Eastern Union. ”

“The Eastern Union?”

Markaraid nods quietly at Arcanite's question.

“A union of nations and peoples in the east, abandoned by the decisions of the Old World Council. ”

The arcane smiles wildly and turns away.

A cool stream of air flows through the intestine.

Bertelkiah approaches next to Kim Sung-cheol and whispers in a small voice.

“The guy with the crown. That's fucked up. ”

“He's arrogant, but brave and discriminating. ”

He is definitely not a bad guy.

He despised the Empire and called the Emperor from the Summoner because he was weaker than the Human Empire.

But he is not just a figure to judge by what he looks like.

Behind the arrogance of nature was the careful calculation and gallbladder of the kings of the land.

If not, how could the King of the First Kingdom come here himself?

Showing yourself in front of the enemies of the world against 100,000 demons reveals the objects of the ancient kingdom itself.

Given the reluctance of the Elven Kingdom to come here in person, it is undeniable that the kings of the Ancient Kingdom are not unusual.

Anyway, time passed again, and the sun soon settled in the center of the well.

The soldier watching the well announced that it was noon, and the trumpeter who heard it raised the trumpet high and raised the rumbling sound to the sky.

Booooooooo--

It's noon.

The World Congress has finally begun.

As the trumpet sounded, another attendee appeared without warning.

“I'm sorry I'm late. Emperors of the Continent.”

The roar of a rattling old woman echoes through the bowel.

People stared at the entrance in unison, listening to the grumpy old man's voice.

A woman in a colorful robe of various colors, with an indecipherable text engraved on her face, stands out among the guards.

Except for Sung-cheol Kim, only one of the kings of the ancient kingdom recognized an uninvited guest.

“Look who it is. Chairman of Aquaroa. Rumor has it he's dead and still alive. ”

His cynical attitude applied equally to new participants.

‘Just in case. ’

Something happened that worried me.

A third aquiloa appears.

But I'm not alone.

Behind Aquaroa comes a man dressed in great height and build.

An old, dust-covered armor closer to the Wandering Knight's than the King's. An invisible helmet.

The man was a stranger to small countries and newborn figures as much as Aquila, but unlike Aquila, people recognized the legend.

“The Wandering King…! ”

“Is that the Wandering King...?! ”

The meeting chairman, who began to panic because of the appearance of Aquila, fell into chaos due to the appearance of an unexpected figure for no one as the Wandering King.

It wasn't until noon that the long horn stopped ringing.

Then a man stood up.

It's Kim Sung-cheol.

He walked out in front of everyone and headed for Aquaroa and the Wandering King.

He stared at them and said in a bold tone.

“You're not invited. ”

Kim Sung-cheol ignored Aquaroa and passed by.

Thorough Ignorance.

Kim Sung-cheol was only looking at the Wandering King, not at Aquaroa.

“ ……. ”

A faint glow flashes from the inside of the helmet that cannot be seen from inside the Wandering King.

Kim Sung-cheol and the Wandering King.

Two men, once called Triple Continent and Ten Continents, stood face to face with the World Congress.