Mangem's Paladin

Gunwook was drawn to the Keeper, blindfolded. The Guardian unilaterally congratulates you. You'll be lonely from now on, but Gunwook walks silently in the dark. I didn't mean to ignore it. I had a lot to think about.

At first I just shuddered. It was unexpected. However, as he walked in earnest, his head became increasingly full of excitement.

Freedom. Freedom.

There were a lot of things I wanted to do in my dream. There was really a lot.

I recited the sentence in my head in advance of how to thank you. It was easy. In the meantime, I have a lot of things to think about alone, so I have more talent to organize my thoughts in my head.

"As soon as we meet, shall we raise a big claw? Thanksgiving? Seong Eun is dying? Or this grace for life.

Thinking of such gratitude, I thought.

Who paid the ransom?

There were no family, and friends were too busy eating their own food. Among relatives, my aunt kept in touch with me a lot, but it wasn't special enough to pay for the silence.

Is that what Lee Yeon-ok gave you? I may feel guilty about what I said on the radio that day and have raised money to pay the ransom.

I thought about it, but I didn't have much faith. Gunwook couldn't believe that Lee Yeon-ok could feel guilty.

Not many thought otherwise. Colonel Gossip was a soldier. If so, what did Gogyeong persuade the Defense Department to do? At least it was a possibility. The warriors who fought with their lives to the last day can pay a fortune for Propaganda, which they will take from the military.

I was walking around thinking like this.

I heard someone else breathing in front of me. There was someone waiting this way.

I stopped in front of him. The warden released the snowflake and said,

"It's free now. Knight Nari. Suddenly it's dangerous to get warm, so first cover your eyes with your palms."

Gunwook recovered his eyesight carefully as he was told.

There was a man with a lamp in front of him. He was a young looking man.

Gunwook looked at the man's face. It was hard to recognize that face. I barely put my name in my mouth.

"Interest rate?"

"Yes, the interest rate."

He was an unexpected figure.

"Did you pay the ransom? Or someone else.

"That's what I got. I'll explain why. It's not a long time."

It was dark underground now. Some place called the Infinite Dungeon.

Gunwook entered the elevator with this rate. This elevator told me to get them up there.

"Farewell, Knight."

The guard only left after checking that the elevator door was closed.

The elevator is starting to rise.

In the elevator, Gunuk looked at the rate again. This rate and Gunwook were not very close. After the world changed after playing the game, I just called and answered a few times. But I couldn't understand why he paid for himself.

I didn't ask to explain later. Gunwook saw the face of a silver man with no wrinkles as his lips trembled because of the many things he wanted to say.

Gunwook smiled a little.

"I thought it was a long time ago, but it wasn't, was it? If you look at this, you're barely old. No, I think I'm getting younger. '

And the interest rate said.

"Nice to meet you, Gunwook. Thirty years."

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Gunwook thought the interest rate was making fun of him at first. However, it was said that this rate was not high. Whether they were prepared to meet tightly or not, the interest rate was brought up to the calendar.

It said 2047.

I thought this was a joke. It's about a calendar. It's something you can order. Gunwook laughed, though. What would be unpleasant for a silver man to make fun of?

However, this rate was not laughable.

"It's hard to believe, isn't it? Well, if you look at the world differently, you'll understand if you don't like it."

Gunwook asked with a mind to match the joke.

"Thirty years ago, did you fly a car?"

"No, it can't be. You know what? You don't even have to run for autonomy in this world anymore. There's a car that's fueled with ammonia, but it's a bunch of cheap cheeks."

It still looks like there's no oil supply. Gunwook laughed bitterly.

"But you must have improved, right? Thirty years."

"Nothing has improved. There's a lot of decline. Again, I know."

The elevator continued to rise. In it, the interest rate explained this.

"The Black Tower event killed three Koreans. Since then, the army has been trying to conscript players. The aftermath of the Black Tower was enormous. In the meantime, I thought it would be a modern weapon, but it was just a pinpoint event for players. Of course it is. There was a big rebound, no matter what. Most of the players hid or rebelled without being under military control.

As the story continued, Gunwook's expression hardened. Thirty years I thought it was a joke contained an excessively cruel story.

For a long time, the story ended with a military and player conquest.

"Players were almost in favor because of the · · · · · · visibility. I've seen the military only play a role in infantry. If you want to win, I decided that you need to mobilize armoured forces, but you can't send squadrons of chariots to every region, so stop talking about strategies to secure the local Node one by one to form a siege network slowly. Almost there. Anyway, all you have to do is know that the player has won. The powers of the country have changed."

"So now the players are doing the same thing with parliamentarians and presidents?"

"The new government was not Republican. Feudal kingdoms."

Gunwook hardened again.

"Then."

"I'm also an authority player. Duke Incheon. There are a lot of other roles that I have because I've worked so hard on the ground, but I want to give you the official title of Incheon Duke and Earl of Chungcheongnam-do and the Yongin."

Gunwook did not listen any more and asked.

"Even the nobles?"

"Yes. Actually, I'm not in a position to respect you anymore. You can continue to meditate when you're alone, but in a public place, you have to respect me. I'll do it in public, so understand. What I'm not saying right now is that I owe you so much."

It was so honorable, so awkward. Gunwook opened his mouth.

"You owe me?"

"Many. You have been most instrumental in the preservation of Incheon, which I now rule, and you have been a personal help to me. You won't remember, but I paid you to repay the favor. Incheon's annual budget flew.

By the way, it's not publicly or privately financed. Territory is a lordship's cause. Incheon is not for Incheon citizens, it's for Duke Incheon. I don't have much time. Let's move on to a conversation we can only have with me. Talking about your future. "

Gunwook looked at this rate with a complex face. I kept my mouth shut trying to say something. I couldn't tell what to say because all kinds of information were complicated and floating around my head.

The interest rate continued to rise.

"Again, I owe you something. personally, as Duke Incheon. So I'm going to help you adapt to a changing world. Pensions and new status · · · · · and with sponsorship. You might have thought about what you'd do if you came out on the ground in prison. So, what are you going to do?"

"What are you going to do?"

"What are you actually doing? I will sponsor you. So that you can actually do what you want to do. You can play and eat because you will be paid a contribution in the future. If you don't want to do that, you can do it again."

"That's what the world looks like, but there's still a firefighter."

"Yes, it's quite something to do. They treat you well. It's quite competitive, but we can plug it in right away."

Gunwook was harsh at that moment. The next moment, however, the word parachute touched my head and passed.

Gunwook asked.

"What about the player?"

"If you want to continue as a player, of course, we will help. I don't recommend it. Dungeon Online Players, remember what it was like?"

"Poor quality."

"I did, but the players are no different than the players these days. In the old days, when I was a scumbag, I used to do it with my keyboard and my mouse, and nowadays I do it with my knife and my gun."

Gunwook tried to ask something, but the elevator stopped.

As the door slowly opened, the interest rate said.

"I'll give you time to think about it. I can't give you much. I've been busy ever since, so it's hard to schedule a meeting. Once I set up the hotel. Please stay there and let me know when it is decided."

Gunwook nods silently.

The elevator door is fully open. The two of them came out.

"This is the entrance to the Infinite Dungeon."

It was the players who saw it with a faint light. It was a lot of players. Crusaders, wizards, priests, shooters

Given the equipment worn, the level seems to be varied. It was as if the RPG's meeting place was just a moment away. This player, staring at that player, said the interest rate next to him.

"Don't look at me for long. Maybe someone like Wen Psycho will walk. Compared to me, they're all dickheads, but I'm sneaking out now, so I need someone to take care of me."

The two left the dungeon entrance.

Finally, a shining world was revealed.

In a dazzling world, Gunwook needed some time to adjust to the light. The interest rate calmly waited.

After a while, the two walked downtown. Gunwook walked around here and there.

Thirty years had passed, but the building was just as light wished. There has been little change in the city's landscape, making Gunwook even creepier.

At least the road has changed. The soil was finely ground. Walking on it, he explained the rate as if he were a guide.

"The asphalt splits like a paperboard. I took it all out, I took out the gravel and the dirt, and I chopped it up. The main roads are paved with rhinestones like ancient Rome. It was expensive on the subject of stones."

I bought a quarry to pave the road, so I added something. Gunwook barely understood it as he looked around the changed world.

I couldn't afford to look around for long. This rate took Gunwook right to one building. It was brilliantly groomed and colourful compared to the surrounding shiny buildings.

The sign said Incheon Hotel. The two of them entered it.

The governor of the hotel who was waiting recognized the face of the interest rate. I immediately bowed my back and greeted him.

The interest rate was low, palm to palm.

"Quiet. I snuck out. This is my guest. You should know, as I've already said, it's hard to treat prominently. You mustn't draw attention. Do you understand?"

It was as if the upper man had been treating the lower man for a long time. Gunwook panicked, but the hotel ruler just smiled and replied.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Your Majesty was pronounced very small, but Gunwook heard. It's the title I've heard about in the quadrant. And in thirty years, the rate we met became a person who was given that title.

Gunwook was shocked even though he already knew. I never imagined I would see such a title in front of my pre-life eyes.

This rate seems to be all natural, but I just kept my head shut. Then he smiled at Gunwook.

"I'll see you in a week. Keep that in mind until then."

At that time the ruler was smiling, but could not hide the slightest visible awe.

This rate smiled at the dominant's twitchy eyebrows. It would be embarrassing to have to. Duke Incheon is a respected opponent? Maybe he's the king who hid his identity.

Without correcting any misunderstandings, the interest rate left the hotel.

Meanwhile, Gunwook stood still because he felt foolish about the cultural shock. And the ruler turned his back towards Gunwook, smiling very kindly.

"I've got the room ready. Take it inside."

The ruler didn't even ask Gunwook's name. The ruler simply showed Gunwook to his room in a polite manner, and when the ruler left him alone, Gunwook sat down in his hotel bed.

The bed was useless and fluffy. The colonel's meal was also great after a while. I couldn't even ask for the price of the tea.

I went to the bathroom half terrified.

He did not look very old in the mirror. The flow of thirty years was not felt at all.

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