Main Character Hides His Strength

A sigh comes out of my left hand.

Especially those belonging to the friendly Cromgard family sent chilly glances to Dynkraft.

On the other hand, existing members such as Markorade, Hassadane, and Arcanite were not explicitly exposed, but were able to reconcile with the Dwarf king's attitude.

“Your Grace, people are watching. ”

The old elf, standing behind Prince Hazerden, looks at Prince Elf's face and gives you a quick warning. Dane closes his eyes and returns to his expressionless face.

In the case of Marker Raid, it looked like he had a separate handler.

The man standing in the corner of the conference room is only keeping an eye on Markorade and putting pressure on her. Neither the king nor the Emperor but merely one official oppresses those who are worthy of the crown.

Arcanite has nothing to gain by distribution or power, but an old politician is clearly lacking in power to resist the trend.

Not to mention the rest of the Minority States.

The ambience of the meeting chairman has already materialized that Chromgard will become king.

As long as you support the Dwarf King.

Kim Sung-cheol was watching the scene as he insisted on revealing his identity right now.

The Wizards of the Floating Islands, wearing masks similar to Aquila, appeared in a line at the meeting hall.

While everyone was talking, they started drawing a magic circle in the void in front of the meeting room table.

“What's going on? ”

Dmitri Mediov smiled and replied as Arcanite mixed his unpleasantness.

“A show to grant the Dwarf king his wish. Please wait a moment.”

Kim Sung-cheol discovered that Dmitri Mediov was covering for what Aquaroa had done in the past.

No sign of Aquaroa or Raise Heimer. There were several people wearing masks similar to Aquila, but they were all wearing masks and clothes that covered their faces and bodies, making it hard to identify them.

The wizards quickly draw back their enchantments. One of them gazes at the old barrel of the Empire. Dmitri Mediov looks at Chromgard. Cromgard nods, and Dmitri Medivh nods.

The sorcerers' union has begun.

Something appears in the middle of the sorcerer's camp, wondering if it's dripping with bright light.

A bird shaped human with black feathers.

And a hammer in a geometrically placed restraint.

Marrakia and Arm Karazda.

The Wizards of the Floating Islands summoned him completely.

Surrounding Marrakia is an enchanted barrier. Kim Sung-cheol noticed that Marakia was attacked before coming here.

On the other hand, Marrakia saw the scene change and said, bursting with cynicism.

“You summoned Asin to attack me, and now you're plotting this. ”

The wizards of the Floating Islands spread out the walls all around Marrakia.

Afterwards, the cultists of the Apocalypse stood ready for the apocalypse, ready for the apocalypse at all times.

Marrakia was a bird in a cage.

“What are you guys doing? Draw this scene now! Fireworks. This is going to be a good picture. ”

The artisans were rushed from behind by their overseer.

Kim Sung-cheol lowered his head and pretended to draw a sketch.

However, what was painted on his drawing paper was a river bean with snow and beak.

The manager looked at Kim Sung-cheol's picture and trembled.

“If you're going to paint this painting, you'd better wake up because you're a savage digger. ”

Dmitri Mediov stood up and laughed.

“There. Joyne. I won't say a word. Return the armored karaz to its rightful owner, Dynkraft, and retreat. ”

The wings of Marrakia flap.

Marrakia scratches her winged armpits with a neck that spins wider than a human.

“I don't take orders from weaker men than me. ”

Dmitri's smile breaks.

Then a woman stepped forward.

He covered his face with a cloth mask and covered himself with a fluffy robe, but Kim Sung-cheol could see her identity at a glance.

‘Raise Himer. ’

She was here, too.

She bows her head before the king and Jehu and greets Marrakia with a cheerful voice.

“King of the Nahaq with black feathers. ”

Raise Himer said.

Marrakia reminds me of this.

“Oh. You know the name of Nahaq. Some of the apes are quite useful. ”

The appearance of Raise Hymer and the reaction of Marrakia changed the air in the conference room.

The crowd chats as they look at Raise Heimer.

“Nahaq? What is that? ”

“I've never heard that name before. ”

Their intel doesn't tell us much.

But Raise Himer knows a lot.

She stares at Marrakia and continues to speak in a clear voice.

“Why don't you take a look at our terms? The king of Nahaq is not going to lose anything. ”

“What? What are the terms? ”

Marrakia still asked in a cynical manner.

Raise Jaime said in a cheerful voice after raising his expectations with a few mobs.

“Hand over the hammer and I'll show you where your people are. ”

“Peoples?”

Marrakia tilts her head.

He recalls the Joint Kingdom beneath the rocky mountains in Barbarian territory to the far north.

But Raise Himer suggested something else.

“Beyond the continent, far away are the wealthy. where the descendants of Nahaq live. ”

“Bullshit.”

Marrakia denied it immediately.

Raise your hands to the rear as if you were expecting his reaction.

Soon, a large flock of wealthy islands brought a large cage covered in black cloth into the council.

Marrakia's eyes start to grow.

The cage was placed right in front of Marrakia, where the wall was opened.

The conference room's air froze solid.

In silence, Raise Himer grabs the cloth covering the cage with his hands.

“Beep?! ”

A shriek leaks from Marrakia's mouth.

What was inside the cage was a joint with white feathers.

The joints open their eyes and grab the iron bars with both hands when they see Maricia with black feathers. A large wing flutters against the wind regardless of its will.

“Black feathers? The legendary King Nahaq?! ”

Joyne said.

Marrakia couldn't keep up with her words.

I couldn't imagine.

I didn't think his kind of rational mind would remain in the world.

Kim Sung-cheol could see a single teardrop in Marrakia's eyes.

Probably the first tear he's ever seen.

Kim Sung-cheol seemed to be able to understand Marrakia's heart.

‘He was always alone. In a way, he's great. Taking on the whole tribe by yourself and acting like nothing. ’

Marrakia looks at her people with unspeakable sympathy.

His wall begins to fall apart.

But the seasons did not last long.

Raise Hymer has his men put the black cloth back on inside the cage and carried the cage back outside.

The wall that began to crumble has been restored.

“Here comes the king of Nahaq. As you can see, your people are healthy. They remain in the affluent islands. ”

“The Floating Islands.”

Marrakia said as if to savor it.

“If you give us Armgaraz, we will take you safely to the Floating Islands, where your people are. ”

To be reunited with the people who thought they were all dead. It's a really hard offer to refuse.

Even Sung-cheol Kim thought that if Marakia accepted the offer, she wouldn't blame him.

“ ……. ”

Marrakia closes her beak and says nothing for a while. It seemed to me that I was struggling.

“Marrakia.... ”

Vertelgia whispers in a low voice.

After a while, the barrier around Marrakia disappeared.

He freed the wall himself.

Marrakia walks beside Arm Garaz and stares at the Humans surrounding her.

“I know what you mean. It was an attractive offer."

With everyone's attention in one body, Marrakia said again.

“I'll return Arm Garaz. ”

A smile came to mind at the mouth of the Chin Chromium Guard group, who beckoned Dmitri Medivh.

Kim Sung-cheol did not miss Schnelmer in the corner making jokes with his subordinates with a smile full of self-confidence.

But you have to listen to the end to know.

Even if it's a joint.

Marrakia said again.

“However, if someone who is recognized by Arm Garaz appears, ”

Dmitri Mediov's smile clears.

Marrakia was speaking.

Return the hammer to those who can hold it as a weapon by combining the arm karaz separated from the holder again.

Kim Sung-cheol is the only person who is able to do it.

“Here, apes. What are you doing? Come here and prove your credentials. If even one of them shows up, I'll hand this hammer over without a doubt. ”

Marrakia first looks at the Dwarf King.

“Come on, you little bearded monkey. You claim this belongs to you, but qualify for it once. ”

Clear provocation.

However, Dynkraft did not feel bad at all, but rather, smiled and voluntarily approached Marrakia.

His clumsy hand touches the arm of Garaz restrained from the cradle. Arm Garaz did not react.

“Oops! I don't deserve this! ”

He bursts his smile back to his seat, staring at the crowd and saying in a different voice than before.

“So, any hero in this room, bring me my hammer to that black bird. Whoever brings Arm Garaz will serve as a savior in the Dwarf Kingdom. ”

This made it clear.

Marrakia and the Dwarf king are a bunch of lies.

The Cromgaards boil.

“How about the once named King of the Arcanists, who is the Master of the Sword, take the test of the Armored Garaz? ”

Dynkraft shudders.

The Arkanite grabs Arm Karaz while everyone is watching. He walks away with no income.

“Well, I guess I don't deserve it either. ”

The arcane is now staring directly at King Cromgard.

“What if the successor of one king challenges the test? ”

He was taunting.

King Cromgard, of course, the whole gang.

Dmitri Medivh's face boils red and blue.

“If nomenclature is to join the enemies of the world, shouldn't you prove your worth? ”

The words of the Arcanite contain the name of the old king. The startled Cromgar flinches.

At that moment, Sung-cheol doubted that the person wearing the invisible helmet might not be Cromgaard.

Suddenly, some unexpected characters appeared.

Schnelmer and the Apocalypse gang.

They approach Cromgard and whisper something.

Seeing that scene, Kim Sung-cheol hardened his heart.

‘It is not an ordinary relationship. ’

Soon, an Apocalypse Cultist was engulfed in a black flame.

It was a demolition of the myth.

A black shadow protrudes from the man's body, wrapped in a black flame, and overlaps his sitting body.

Cromgard rises in a flash, wrapped in a black shadow. His body was overwhelmed with overwhelming power.

‘You must be getting your powers from the mythical Cultists. ’

Cromgard slowly walks in front of the armored karaz, casting a black shadow over his body.

Everyone in the scene noticed a historic scene.

Cromgard touches Garaz in his arm with his dark, silent hands.

However, Arm Garaz did not show any response.

“You seem unworthy of a king. ”

Marrakia snorts.

Things have changed.

“Kill that bird and recover the karaz you sold. ”

Dmitri Medivh gives a sharp voice as he grunts.

At his command, a group of Apocalypse troops march forward together. A black flame ignites their bodies.

I'm going to summon the third stage of Asin.

It's the same as the death sentence for Marrakia, where the first prayer is overwhelming.

But Marrakia did not insist.

He ignored the hordes of apocalypses that threatened him and raised his voice to the crowds beyond.

“Is there anyone else who can prove the warrior's worth? Whoever has the heart of a true warrior. ”

No one answered.

It was because they were unworthy of the first, and the second was unable to confront the forces of the grievous Apocalypse and the wealthy.

You begin to sink into the icy silence around you.

The Apocalypse Gang pressured Marrakia even more.

When everything seemed to be over.

A man stood up.

“Give me a chance, too! ”

He was known for his ugly face and legs. Beneath his feet was an engraving of fresh, snow beaks and riverbank drawings.

While everyone was watching, he leaned down and walked in front of the arm-legged karaz.

Dmitri Medivh tries to stop him, but Schnelmer stops him.

“Let's have a look. What do those true warriors do? ”

He glanced at the king and his wives with contemptuous eyes.

‘The kind of garbage that needs to die. ’

He left his cripple alone to insult the World Congress.

Under his protection, crippled feet stand before Arm Garaz.

The charcoal black hand touches Karaz's arm.

Nothing happened.

Dmitri Medivh and Schnelmeeker's mouth suddenly glows.

Huff.

A miracle happened.

Huff, puff, puff. Huff.

The fragments wrapped around the armpit begin to clump together. The debris that began to coalesce with a series of very complex and harmonious movements soon merged with the hammer surrounding him and reborn into a single, complete hammer.

“ ……. ”

Silence has come to the noisy chairman.

In that silence, the man with the hammer takes off the hood and the mask covering his face.

So that people could see.

that the warriors who thought they had been judged by the gods they believed in had returned.

“Peek-a-boo...”

Marrakia stares at the man with troubled eyes.

Kim Sung-cheol smiled softly at him and said in a bold yet majestic voice, looking at the crowds, especially the Cromgard Hand.

“... no one gets out of here. ”

The warrior returns.