Mangem's Paladin

Every major city in Korea, including Incheon, Busan, Seoul, Suwon and Yongin, has a black tower. It was clear that it was not a good intention. I had to prepare for the unknown situation around the tower.

The army introduced nearby residents, moved monsters that had been eating military vehicles and helicopter gasoline for a long time, and finally convened players to put them in the tower.

Priest player Lee Yeon-ok was also one of them.

"I'm exempt! Exemption! Does conscription make sense?"

Lee Yeon-ok shouted, and the people around him wanted to scream like that. Priests, wizards, crusaders, shooters, bandits.

Players.

They were called to the army and gathered here. The number was forty, which is the same as the number of entrants GM suggested.

"I'm exempt! Why did you bring me here?"

It was one colonel who responded to Lee Yeon-ok's cry. It was labeled rubber.

"You're under control from the Military Service for assault against civilians, aren't you? Then it's in the public interest."

"What's the legal basis for that?"

"· · · · · · · in crisis situations"

"You don't have control over the exhibition, do you?"

Commander Rubber looked around and sighed.

"This is a legal basis, not a situation to be questioned."

"This is the country of the law!"

"Three years ago, you could have claimed that. Not now. Finish your work to win. Complaints or not, do whatever you want. But now it's under control."

Lee Yeon-ok stares at the colonel. He looked like he was about to smash his face, but Colonel Tae-yeon was weak. The attitude was that the player who had already caused the assault was not particularly afraid.

It was worth it, because the colonel was also a player.

Lv.50 Crusader. The two potions of Fortune Wolves were hung over a thick armor unique to the Crusader, not a military uniform.

Lee Yeon-ok mutters like a growl.

"Why don't you put that bastard in the tower when you bring me an exemption? Isn't that a reserve sergeant about his maturity?"

"At this rate, I had no practical experience. So it's moving from the outside to the atmosphere."

"What's so important about practical experience! Get that son of a bitch away from me!"

"Stop the sound of fraud. Do you have any family?"

Lee Yeon-ok barely opened his mouth.

"I have a mother."

"Then you think you fought to protect your mother. He must protect Incheon, and he will be safe."

"If I die here, my mother will starve to death. Don't tell me you're in charge of the country because you know you can't even pay 10 million won for a bereaved family."

Colonel Rubber frowned. By the time he had to, he would have been open to the underlings and rarely listened to the rebuke.

I think I've only hurt my face when I try more silage. Lt.-Gen. Rubber said briefly.

"It sounds like you're going to sprout. Just in case you want to warn me, remember, a proper fugitive is a death sentence. Don't forget to apply the Military Criminal Code once you have been conscripted."

Lee Yeon-ok's face hardened. As a rubber commander, I would have thought this boy was overpowered.

However, it was not.

Lee Yeon-ok is evil, and then he can't stand it.

"If I die, I'll die with you!"

He shouted and tried to take his hand at the gun with his back. A man got into a car, embarrassed by a rubber colonel.

"Enough, enough."

Lee Yeon-ok only heard the voice of the man who hugged his back.

"Oh, Gunwook! Don't catch it!"

"Let's calm down, huh?"

After a while, Lee Yeon-ok only calmed down. Gunwook laughed bitterly at General Rubber, sending Lee Yeon-ok elsewhere.

"I'm sorry, but I can't help it."

General Rubber frowned and asked.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's got some frontal cortex problems. Problems with empathy and impulse suppression ability"

"Psychopath?"

"Not that much. Anyway, there's an innate problem with interpersonal skills, so there's no point in trying to catch them."

"There was no such thing in his report."

"Her mom hid it in case it was a job problem."

"How do you know?"

"He's an outsider."

"Outside cousins are the only ones in the world these days. Are you close enough to tell me that?"

"I have a situation."

It was a school day.

Often the lack of empathy in the media is described as a harsh psychopath, but Lee Yeon-ok was not very good. Lack of empathy soon leads to a lack of interpersonal skills. And the lack of interpersonal skills during the school year naturally caused group harassment.

Lee Yun-ok's parents went to school directly to try to stop harassing their children, but it was impossible for even teachers who hated him to go to school. The angry Mother of Hell tried to mobilize even the thunderbolt.

Then one of the relatives I met on New Year's Eve was Emperor Gun Wook, a high school student who was 20 centimeters tall.

Students are more likely to fear the same student than adults. Lee Yun-ok's parents decided that this Giant Soldier was a suspicious outsider and was a good fit to shoulder.

Lee's parents transferred Gun Wook to the school in Gun Wook in conditions that fully funded Gun Wook's university tuition.

The effect was certain: a high school student weighing 246 kg at 20 cm in height was a threat not only to the students but also to the teachers. After noticing that the former student weighed 246 kg and was made up of non-fat muscles, the gymnastics teacher joined the harassment.

A year later, after graduating from Gunwook, Lee Yeon-ok gained a quiet school life where he did not make friends but was not harassed.

Because of that connection, the two of them used to see each other sometimes after that. So Gunwook knew one thing for sure, that Lee Yeon-ok was never the right person for a group activity.

Recalling that point, he asked:

"Couldn't you put someone else in instead of hell? It's not a good line, no matter how you look."

"At least this was the best. I picked up forty people in my own way, but they're all in bad shape. Except for you."

"How do you know what I'm like?"

"I know you. The former firefighter, right? You've been working for Captain Obongsam for years. He's my friend, and he recommended you with a lot of compliments."

"Oh, him."

"Yeah, you volunteered, didn't you?"

"Yes, but why do you see people being dragged in instead of volunteering? It's hard to get 40 volunteers together, isn't it?"

"It was hard, you know? You see that wizard over there? You know what his nickname was? It's a yellow-backed chicken."

"That pillow."

"And next to that, Itadong? Nickname Tae-dong airspace.

"Josenzin has released Jeong Jeong on Ne Amee Bo!" '

Do you remember the screaming again? I didn't say six million won for the rest of the Nuclear Charge Liners who were stubborn and uncomfortable with the users, but honestly, it was a hard game to find. "

Gunwook laughed bitterly. At a time when reality had just become a game, when there was still internet, each website had a screenshot of the game chat of the players who had evolved as superheroes. Demonstration of blasphemy and local discriminatory remarks by the deceased. It was one of the reasons players were despised.

"But there must have been better people. Why did you bring all those people together?"

"I valued the game specs and practical experience rather than the personality. Those two conditions are completely obscured. Game-specific and experienced users like you are rare."

"If it's a practical experience, do you hunt monsters? You would've killed a monster like a bad guy because you could've made a fortune."

"Just because you're a player doesn't mean the world's turned into this mess. It's better for those who carry only monsters that are not dangerous for money. I don't know. Some of us have been superheroes, and some of us have been stuck in the house. That's the kind of guy I just said, but what looks good is not necessarily Hikikomori."

"It could be."

"Of course you can. It's not normal. Again, it was a rare game for a normal person like you. But somehow your voice is familiar. Have you ever played with Raid on a voice chat with me? My nickname was Colonel Guangdong, and what was your nickname?"

"Jean, 15 years old."

"Can I cancel what I said about normal people?"

I didn't have much time to talk to the two of you. Commander Rubber was not just one player, he was the console of the players gathered here.

In front of the thirty-nine players entering the tower, Major Rubber stands on the stage.

"Attention all."

With everyone's eyes open, Major Rubber said to Mike:

"I'm Lieutenant General Rubber. Captain Bone is in charge of the Incheon Battery. I think you'll be embarrassed by the sudden convening. But it was inevitable. But once we get together, we're all comrades."

The speech was ongoing.

Suddenly, the voice of another man, rather than the voice of a rubber colonel, resounded to the left. Voices that are not amplified by a microphone or loudspeaker, but that resonate with everyone on the left.

GM Uther said somewhere invisible.

World Event 'Invasion of the Black Tower' starts in 15 minutes! It's only a matter of time! Hurry up and enter the tower to stop the ritual of death!

Immediately thereafter, Lt.-Gen. Rubber stopped speaking. Along with other players, he also stared at the door of the Black Tower.

A door blocked by an unidentified magic curtain.

Fifteen minutes later, the curtain that was blocking the entrance to the tower disappeared and the door opened by itself.

"Let's all go in!"

Forty players enter the Black Tower while Crusader Gossip is at the forefront.

* * * * * * *

The inside of the tower was a spiral structure. The curvilinear staircase continued constantly upward.

Forty players walked the stairs carefully.

The enemy was not found immediately, as if it were a dungeon. But it was so dark that I didn't know when the enemy would pop out. It wasn't even radioed. They all walked in tension, trapped in a completely external and blocked darkness. No player's strong physical strength prevented mental fatigue.

After all, he walked down the stairs without a single battle.

"Everybody take a break."

They all sighed as they put down the army.

Colonel Ruby took a book out of the military. The title is stinky.

"It's a novel, isn't it?"

Moreover, Gogyeongyu said with caution.

"I didn't bring anything useless. This book empowers me. It's like an amulet."

I just laughed.

I ended my break and kept walking. Then the enemy appeared, and the tension and boredom intersected.

As a herd of spikes, Gunwook raised his head as he protruded from the front.

I don't see anything, but it was creepy. Feels like a cold breeze.

Moreover, as he reflectively lifted up his shield, the fire burst into the darkness. The sound of a metal bump sounded.

"Raid!"

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