Main Character Hides His Strength

Kim Sung-cheol and someone else had a secret meeting in the corner of a livery tavern that had been refurbished.

Someone relayed the information they had obtained to Sung-cheol Kim calmly. The main topic was the movement of the ruling members shortly after Kim Sung-cheol disappeared.

Since Sung-cheol Kim disappeared, the World Congress has lost interest and wandered off. Consequently, the appointment of successors became an urgent matter.

The Arcanite king of the Ancient Kingdom has risen to the net as a candidate for the next king.

But the arcane kicked out the opportunity he was given. He knew. There is only room for one king.

The alternative emerged sharply: Cromgard.

His actions have escalated since the defeat of the Allied forces.

His brigade, which appeared in turn through the dimensional gates, provided practically 100,000 Allied forces and more than three times the food and supplies of refugees themselves. In the meantime, his savior stretched out his iron boundaries day and night to stop the Barbarian invasion.

Without his support, the Allied forces would have been scattered abruptly.

In the meantime, the Apocalypse supported him.

Chromgard's position in the hands of bread, knife, and all became increasingly solid.

Of course, the emperor of the Human Empire was completely excluded. All the people of the World Congress considered him a traitor, and even the priests who were banished from Lagranza prayed that he would die quickly and vanish.

That's what's happened in the World Congress so far.

“For one thing, every monarch, except one, has implicitly agreed to support the Chromium Guard. ”

“Does Markorade also support Chromgard? ”

Kim Sung-cheol asked as he felt the bitterness spread in his mouth.

Someone nods.

“There's nothing I can do for her. The person responsible for the mouths of 300,000 residents is Chromium Guard. If he loses his support, all the people who follow her will starve to death. ”

“I see.”

I've been handed over to Chromgard, who is my only friend.

Now there's only one barrier left for Cromgard.

Dwarf king Dynkraft.

If we stop voting, Chromgard will be the new chairman of the World Congress and heir to Kim Sung-cheol, who will be considered a candidate for a king.

Decades ago, the ghost of Ruettignia, which everyone on the continent had tried to destroy, was about to be resurrected by a legitimate procedure.

Kim Sung-cheol, who heard all the stories, poured out a glass of bitter dark beer and said to someone suddenly.

“Where did you get all this information? ”

No matter how immature a person is, getting this information in a short time means that there is an informant.

No one tilted the beer and replied lightly.

“I have friends in the Assassination Bridge. ”

“Assassins? Like Caz Almeira? ”

An abhorrent light appeared in Sung-cheol Kim's eyes.

“The Assassins aren't the only bad guys. Like the Almeira family, there are those who live like wildlife with only the necessary slaughter. ”

A weapon in someone's spleen is his connection to the Assassins.

In fact, shortly after leaving the Summon Palace, she made her way to the Assassins' Palace and appeared in front of the Bishop Shamal Rajpur, instead of heading towards the Golden City like the other Summoners.

There, she gave him information that Shamal Laziputt might be interested in and gave him a great advantage.

She was heavily used even as a Summoner and received an imperial position with Shamal Lazift's recommendation.

“Technically, it's a symbiotic relationship. I give them the information I have, they give me the information I need. ”

“Looks like you've given them new information again. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes emitted a strange light.

Someone nods.

“Yes. Very important information. ”

Kim Sung-cheol smiled faintly.

“You mean my survival? ”

Someone nods again.

“If it weren't for such valuable information, even if the Assassins and I were close, it would not have been easy to get such detailed internal affairs from the World Congress. ”

Some people said that and gazed at Sung-cheol Kim.

“But the other kings will hear of it soon enough. ”

She was asking for it.

Kim Sung-cheol will reveal his identity as soon as possible and recapture the World Congress.

In other words, we don't have time for disguise. That was some idea.

Because if Sung-cheol Kim's survival is known, the forces that want to establish Chromeguard or Chromeguard as a king can move quickly or, at worst, hide back underground.

Kim Sung-cheol understood most of the meaning of something.

But he had no intention of fixing his will.

‘If you show your face like this, you will miss the opportunity to catch the enemy behind you forever. ’

Nothing is more awkward than an enemy behind my back.

Kim Sung-cheol wanted to be sure about this opportunity.

What kind of man is Chromgald?

What he's up to.

I wanted to know who the real enemy would be if Chromium Guard was bait.

“Is there any way to infiltrate the World Congress? ”

Kim Sung-cheol glanced at me.

The tent of the deceiver and the perfect disguise, these two can easily deceive the attention of the enemy.

However, someone firmly shook his head.

“The wealthy have also become very vigilant, as the group presides over the World Congress. I can't even do a job without a referral. ”

“Is that so?"

Kim Sung-cheol is not a quitter.

Despite all this, he explores the nature of the palace fortress, which serves as the headquarters of the World Congress.

I was right about something.

‘What the fuck is going on? ’

The World Congress's security was unprecedented.

There were two guards and one Savior stationed in front of the opening.

The boundary system and Watcher's eyes are everywhere.

Rather, the wealthy soldiers who found Kim Sung-cheol prowling through the Watcher's eyes even appeared in front of Kim Sung-cheol.

“Who are you? What are you doing wandering around out here? ”

A soldier dressed in fancy clothes blamed Kim Sung-cheol. Kim Sung-cheol bowed his head and frowned moderately.

“I'm so hungry. I was trying to see if there were any jobs. ”

The soldiers smiled at Kim Sung-cheol's ugly, dirty mollusk and acrid tone, but Kim Sung-cheol could see it through the soul's eyes of truth.

That someone is looking at their abilities over there in the unseen.

“You may go. ”

The soldiers returned Kim Sung-cheol after receiving instructions from someone.

“Hmm. I don't think it's possible to sneak in like she said. ”

Bertelkia, who was silent, said bluntly.

Kim Sung-cheol had almost given up on infiltration at that time.

However, the voice of the caretaker heard near the gate saved the fire of hope that was extinguishing.

“We are recruiting painters to portray a scene in the World Congress. ”

In front of the administration, a crowd of people came looking for a job, like a cloud. Management said again.

“If you have a confident painter in your portrait, don't hesitate to apply. Those selected as painters will be well rewarded, and those who paint enough paintings for kings and wives may be given the opportunity to go to the wealthy. ”

When the word fantasy-oriented affluent islands appeared, the atmosphere warmed up hot.

Soon, hundreds of hands flashed.

“Me! Pick me! I'm confident in paintings! ”

“Here comes the Imperial painter! I won't fall for anyone with my skills! ”

The desire to live a little comfortably made them raise their hands.

The manager laughed loudly and said.

“I will take the test. If he's bad at that test, I'll put him in the cave where the Barbarians are kept. ”

The words put cold water in the hot atmosphere of the intestine. Suddenly, many of those genius painters disappeared.

Everyone started noticing.

A skilled painter, but also a lousy painter.

If you fail the test or run, there is a terrible punishment waiting.

While everyone was reluctant, a man raised his hand.

Ugly, ugly face. I'm like Kim Sung-cheol, who I am.

“No, you can't paint dirty! ”

Bertelkia twitches in Kim Sung-cheol's pocket.

“What would a barbarian do to me? ”

Kim Sung-cheol was alone.

“That's not the problem! ”

Kim Sung-cheol glanced down at Bertelkia in his pocket with a confident smile.

“Bertelgia. Time to pay for your meal. ”

*

About thirty courageous painters volunteered to take the test. They are led to an old room covered in dust where they are instructed to draw freely any painting.

An old piece of paper and a piece of charcoal. An eraser bread was provided.

Kim Sung-cheol quietly examined his rivals.

The Pokémon is split into three broad arms.

The first hand consists of high-end painters.

Most of them were dressed in glamorous and formal attire, and the tools were also carrying their own fireplaces, not cheap charcoal from the management of the affluent islands, and they were overconfident, as you can see by their looks.

The second hand is a group that colluded with the management of the Floating Islands.

At the back of the corridor, Sung-cheol could see participants exchanging secret stories with the management of the floating islands, and he could see money moving between them and the management.

Kim Sung-cheol looked at them and recalled the inner ministers he had seen in the Summon Palace a long time ago.

‘A handful will be selected as bribes. Well, it's a great fortune to be able to go from this hell to the wealthy. I'd give my entire fortune to go. ’

And the rest are grumpy beatings like Kim Sung-cheol.

The ruling members deliberately placed them behind the arena. It was because it smelled and seemed hopeless.

After some sort of cleanup, the judge appeared to be quite delayed.

However, that face is a face that Kim Sung-cheol knows.

What about him?

A strong gas Aaron from the Ancient Kingdom.

The snob, who was once the boss of Kim Sung-cheol, stood up again to evaluate Kim Sung-cheol as a joke of fate.

Of course, he didn't even dream that Kim Sung-cheol was here. He didn't even look at Kim Sung-cheol in the ugly molar.

“Time is one hour. The theme is liberal. There won't be very few recruits, so you'd better draw a picturesque picture. ”

Strong gas Aaron expressly reveals a tired look.

“Oh, and one more thing. Draw with some care. Whoever draws and submits the graffiti will be thrown into a cave full of hungry Barbarians, as I announce. ”

Kanggas Aaron left his seat yawning.

“Then I'll come back in an hour. ”

But as he was about to leave, a painter raised his hand.

“How does it feel to get high scores? ”

Judging by the color of the dress, he appeared to be a professional painter. There was room for action and clothing.

A blatant fury flashes across Aaron's face.

The painter who saw his face was furious and bowed his head.

Kanggas Aaron stared at the painter and said in a lively voice.

“If you have a spare jar, think about it. Why did I pick worms like you? ”

He left with a note.

As he left, there was a disturbance among the painters.

“What should I draw? ”

“Draw anything without throwing a theme. I don't think this is right. ”

The reason why the painters were confused was simple.

It was hard to know what to draw to get high scores.

Some argued that novelty was an important criterion of scoring, and some argued that the detailed description of the crowd was the key.

Some complained that an hour was too short.

“Did you know that paintings come out like machines? Creative suffering and sensitive sensitivity are the only things that make up a picture! ”

While the painters' opinions were disagreeable, Kim Sung-cheol turned around and grabbed Bertelkia out of his pocket.

“Bertelgia. For the food.”

“No, what am I supposed to do! ”

Vertelgia is annoyed with a small voice.

Kim Sung-cheol gave her a pencil that was stuck in the soul warehouse instead of charcoal and said in a bold tone.

“Draw a Vestiaret. ”

“Vestiaret?! Why all of a sudden? ”

“Don't be silly. Draw a Vestiaret. That'll get us through. ”

Kim Sung-cheol said with confidence.

Confidence had a reason.

Kim Sung-cheol stayed in the center of the interest for a long time.

In the meantime, he was able to unwanted, directly or indirectly, learn the taste and psychological status of the upper part.

According to his experience, the most important thing when painting on the floor is to draw it neater and prettier than it is.

It's fine if the disc is jade and jade.

In the fireworks, the powerful must be beautiful.

“Hmm.”

Vertelgia reluctantly holds a pencil in the bookshelf and quickly draws a portrait of Vestiaret as if it were printed by a printer.

Beautiful enough to be called the goddess of beauty, Vestiaret's face is painted on an old piece of paper.

“I did as I was told, but what if someone knows this woman's face? ”

“Few know the face of Vestiaret. Especially if there are very few World Congress rulers. ”

“But don't you know? ”

When Bertelgia spoke in an uneasy voice, Kim Sung-cheol took the pencil he had in his hand and put a dot next to Vestiaret's portrait eye.

“... no one will recognize you with this. ”

Then Bertelgia lets out a sigh, trembling.

“I don't think that's right. ”

And judging time.

Kang Gas Aaron, who was in charge of the audition, handed the painting to a delightful look and decided whether he would accept it briefly.

“This is a pass, this is a drop, this is a barbarian excavation. ”

As expected, some of the best and brightest accepted and paid the price for risking their lives.

“Why! Why don't you understand my art! ”

Kim Sung-cheol's turn came as a man was being dragged to the Barbarian Cave.

Kang Gas Aaron did not even look at Kim Sung-cheol's painting.

He looked at Kim Sung-cheol's ugly molar bones and said something out of his spinal cord.

“Barbarian Sa.... ”

It was then that Aaron's eyes of Kang Gas, with a slight twist, caught sight of the portrait painted by Kim Sung-cheol or Bertelkia.

Aaron's eyes flash.

“Aniet! What a beautiful painting! ”

The results were clear.

“Passed!”

Kim Sung-cheol was hired as the Republic of the World Congress.

The number of winners is twenty. The subjects of the painting that will be drawn soon were communicated to the winners.

“You will paint the moment when a historic king is born. ”

That one king.

His name.

“The Wandering King Chromgard. ”

Kim Sung-cheol's eyes flashed.