Mangem's Paladin

"I've never heard of this."

The fecal stone memorized the spell rather than trying to say something. Instant Movement Spell.It disappeared in front of him.

Gossip immediately turned his head and looked at the Dimension Door. Indeed, the fecal stone moved forward at that moment. Then I fell right down by the vibrations that struck me.

"Evil, Ugh."

The floor continued to shake. Fallen excrement desperately crawled the ground. So he shoved himself into the portal.

Another valuable ally player is missing.

The next thing Gogyeong looked at was the sentiment of the shooter. His eyes were shaking sideways like crazy.

The sentimentalist immediately asked the ground in a screeching position.

"Can we retreat now? I've done everything I can, so I can leave the rest to the Army, right?"

"I don't know."

The sentimentalist did not wait for an 'no' answer. Having already made an excuse to retreat, he immediately retreated.

The Dimension Gate swallows the body.

In the meantime, the vibrations were continuing. The cracked tower smells of macabre smoke and sulfur.

The players interpreted this situation as an opportunity to flee, even though the deathly priests who were so gifted were not properly covered.

Another player jumped into the portal.

There are now three players left.

Gossip jumps to intercept the Dimension Door and falls into a shaking. I looked at Johann with my head down.

The forty-year-old warrior did not hesitate to reduce the enemy while the tower was shaking. He was stabbing a sword in the back of a dead priest who had just fallen to the ground. Looks like you're still willing to fight. Gogyeong felt relieved to see it for a moment.

However, Seo Johan looked around and found that only three of his allies had escaped.

In his eyes, terror arose. I read the thoughts in my head that reminded me of the fugitive.

Gogyeong cried out in a groaning.

"Don't run away! If we run now, the ceremony will resume and it will all be over!"

Seo Johan was not as audacious as his sentiments.

Seo Johan sweated and responded to a conversation with rubber.

"It's just like the three of us left."

"No, you have to try until you can!"

"It's the same thing.

Seo Johan stepped forward with a staff of swords. There was a dimensional door in front of me.

"Mr. Yeohan, aren't you a medieval knight, Mania? Where are the knights who abandon their allies and flee?"

"This is not what your allies are shooting at. This isn't it."

And I even tucked myself into the portal. There were only two left now. Emperor Wook and rubber themselves.

Gogyeong saw the Emperor Wook. Emperor Wook was running around without tripping while the tower was shaking like this. Is there a good sense of balance? Going forward, he stabbed an enemy who couldn't reach his body.

I still thought I'd never run away from a former firefighter, but I wasn't sure. Gossip rubber, the incumbent consular officer, wanted to run away.

The obligation moved that body. Gossip rubber barely formed a body and said it was on the radio.

"Report and amend. Both survivors. Everyone but me and one other declined to leave."

Do the remaining people have a fleeing intention

"Maybe."

"I'll convince you to stay, so report the names of the people."

"Emperor Gunwook, Emperor Gunwook."

Receive

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Gunwook had a particularly good sense of balance and was relatively free from shaking thanks to its enormous body weight. Because of this, Gunwook interpreted the situation as an opportunity for charter warfare.

The Knight of Death, who could stop Gunwook, was standing in front of him, worrying about the crystal in the barrel. Gunwook ran around the gap and tried to kill his enemies.

"Die!"

The tower continues to shake like crazy. I think it's going to collapse in no time. Gunwook tried not to take the situation too seriously. Because the fear of doing so will encroach on your whole body.

Before the world became this mess, Gunwook was a firefighter who jumped into the fire without hesitation. Seeing it, people considered the liver to be as massive as the body, but even the Emperor knew the horror of death. Naturally, death is a terrible law for everyone.

The fact of moving without revealing it made Gunwook a brave man. Even now, Gunwook understands the surrounding situation, but tries not to think about the aftermath and reduces the number of enemies.

In the midst of the noise and vibrations, Gunwook strikes at the enemy.

The priest of death, whose body was less free from the rest of the light vibrations, was rolling the ground. I approached him and stabbed him in the heart. As soon as he kills another enemy, this time, even Gunwook's unbearable vibration strikes him.

After all, Gunwook also fell. He raises his head and looks at the priest of death who curled up there.

It was the yard that stood up again and approached him.

The sound sounded on the radio.

Gun Wook? I'm in hell!

Gunwook thought that the outsider who had fled earlier was going to cheer himself up. I said I'm doing good, but I wanted you to be strong. I'm in desperate need of that encouragement now.

However, he did not do so.

Don't splash! Stay there!

Gunwook felt something sink into his heart. A feeling of betrayal or disappointment encroached on his head. Gunwook stopped.

Lee Yeon-ok said.

"If you splash, they'll all die!" So stay to the end!

Gunwook bites his lips. Why are you saying this all of a sudden about a subject you ran away from a long time ago?

Beyond the radio, Lee Yeon-ok screamed.

I'm in the army now! I got caught splashing, and he wants me to convince them not to splash! If you splash, everyone dies! So stay! Fight to the death!

"Hey, cover your mouth."

My mom's in Incheon! If she dies, it's your fault, so I'll kill you!

"What?"

"Splash and I'll kill you!"

Gunwook couldn't open his mouth for a while after being shocked.

As I struggled not to fall into shaking, the voice of angry Lee Yeon-ok rang on the radio.

Why is there no answer! Ignore me! Do you think you can't kill me? Kill her! If she dies because of you, she'll blow your head off while you sleep! If you don't want to search, don't splash!

Defective in the brain. Because of this, I don't understand how my actions and remarks will be accepted by others. That's why anyone who listens is persuaded to make such threats that they will not be sacrificed.

I understood that with my head, but I couldn't accept it with emotion.

Following the betrayal was anger. Cold rage.

Gunwook said on the radio.

"What are you so worried about, Aunt? You're not that good. What did the military say? If you convince me to stay here, you'll lose your Ecclesiastical responsibility?"

The answer didn't come straight from the radio. Gunwook admitted it and interpreted it as embarrassing.

"That's right. You bitch, you can't do this to me."

What's wrong?

"Take care of your brother and die now."

"Take care"? You came to school to scare the kids? That's what my mother paid you to be a servant, you cheeky bitch! You son of a bitch, if you splash! If I don't kill you, the soldiers will! If it splashes, it's a gunshot! I'm going to search it anyway. Search it! You're a former fireman anyway, so you're good at making sacrifices! You're doing great! Sacrifice!

Gunwook had never been so 'stubborn' before in his life. The firefighter you were so proud of died for?

"I got rid of the firefighters one day. That's bullshit. And if we search all the people around here, we'll search all the gunbari, but how are you gonna shoot me?"

Gunwook was surprised to say so himself. The rest of the horse that got angry flowed out of the brain without being filtered. But it makes sense to spit it out. Because whatever the ritual of death is, the players don't die, only the civilians do.

You can live if you run. I'm sure. Please, he's an outsider to the army and psychopaths who are begging to die.

"Run away? Me? '

Even as a firefighter, even after becoming a player, Gunwook did not dare to flee. It was too humiliating to think.

But when you're too angry, you get cold?

At this moment, anger was excusing the frightened head. An excuse to argue that disgraceful behavior was not disgraceful.

A former firefighter who felt betrayed thought.

Why should the people of the world protect them in the yard trying to kill me?

Meanwhile, on the radio, an angry outsider was screaming.

"Crazy Chewbird!" Please die there! Fuck you! Give me my radio!

The self-rationalization was over in an instant. Gunwook looked at the portal.

It was then that the voice in the radio changed.

* * * * * * *

The wizard player rate was in the barracks in the atmosphere. In the same barracks there were soldiers, and Lee Yeon-ok, who was somehow handed over the radio to convince my outsider.

This rate stared at Lee Yeon Hae who was screaming with the radio.

'Why the hell did he want to do that? It was worth it. If I'm a jerk, I want to splash an adult.'

Other soldiers in the barracks thought the same thing.

"You son of a bitch! Give me the radio!"

A major rushes to take the radio from Lee Yeon-ok. However, the Priest player also has superior physical abilities than an ordinary person. Lee Yun-ok easily kicked the running Major and continued to spill insults on the radio.

I was very annoyed to hear that voice.

This rate rose from the seat and sprung his lips. Ice Spell.I snatched the radio from that hand right in the gap where the body of Yeon-seok was hardened.

Then he said to the major, who was gasping.

"Let me convince you."

"What?"

"Emperor Wook? I'm close to him."

I didn't ask for permission. The rate immediately told the other party beyond the radio.

"Greetings, Emperor Wook. That's my interest rate. You know that?"

* * * * * * *

"Hello, Emperor Wook, that's my interest rate. You know that, right?

Gunwook stares at the radio on his chest. It was a voice I knew.

"Interest rate? Why else would you?"

"I took the radio from Lee Yeon-ok's psychopath."

Lee Yeon-ok laughed.

"I don't think I can persuade the outsider to touch Barton the guy who was playing the game, right? '

Then the choice was wrong. I've already decided. So the answer was also set.

Gunwook said in a standing voice to me.

"Yeah, why don't you convince me instead of that son of a bitch in the Army? If you leave me alone, what do you give me for persuasion?"

"No." I said persuasive, but it was gross. It's just that I'm annoyed that I'm screwing with a defenseless bastard.

Gunwook didn't believe it. Rather, he became more angry and sleepy.

"Yeah, fuck you."

Well, actually, there's nothing to say. I didn't take the radio, I just took it from you.

Gunwook waited for more words to follow. Pre-prepared the answer to the rejection.

And silence passed.

I asked Gunwook after a bit of mooring.

"It's over?"

Yes

"Persuasion?"

Why do you do that? What right do you want to interfere with someone living to die? It's your life. Do what you want. Ah, Major Ajay is trying to take the radio from me right now. hang up

Gunwook felt his running head cool. It was ridiculous.

I just thought of a conversation with a slightly cooled head. I didn't have much conversation, so I didn't have anything to chew on, but I had one word left in my head.

'You don't deserve to interfere with someone else's death.'

Gunwook looked forward. Staring at the Dimension Gate, Major Rubber was sweating.

Gunwook realizes he was too busy with the noise.

"Emperor Gunwook"? Listen to me very carefully. Incheon's citizens are in crisis

The voice of the radio changed again. This time, it looks like the soldier is directly persuaded.

Gunwook realizes the mounting was broken while trying to plug the radio into his chest. I was angry earlier because I pulled the radio too hard.

It was vague to hold it. Gunwook put the radio on the ground. A voice came out of the radio, but Gunwook didn't want to hear it. Now I didn't want to be influenced by what they were saying. At this moment when his life was at stake, others' remarks were unimportant.

Likewise, the same was true of the nonsense of deferred hell. Gunwook decided to ignore the conversation.

The fact that an outsider sounded like a dick is no reason to decide his life.

Gunwook walks towards General Rubber.

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