Mangem's Paladin

"I'm surrounded by oak herds, so why don't you take a bike and help me lance? You've met the Saint."

"I don't think the players are as vicious as I've heard. It also helps people in crisis."

"No, that's not it. Do you have a moral book on the heads of people who swing their weapons on the ground? You should know that meeting the Saint is as lucky as winning a lottery as it is today. Prince."

"What's a lottery?"

"There's something like that. Anyway, be a prince and don't talk like today and don't jump into the dungeon alone. I know you're confident in your abilities, but when you die, you're on a leash. Did your father say that? If he's going to die, you want him to make a cause of war by dying in Incheon?"

"Absolutely not. Why would the Viceroy wage war on the Duke?"

"That's a lot of reasons. After your death, you will be worried that I will scold the throne, not your child, but purely hate me, even if that's not the case."

"The viceroy doesn't hate Duke Incheon."

"I know your father considers me the head of the Chosun Horse Andong Kim. Anyway, I don't want this to happen again. If you do, we'll lock you up in the castle. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I'll be careful."

"By the way, why don't you beat the escort and have a supporter? Are you just going to postpone the contract until you get five stars like your father?"

"No way. Do you have anything more to do with the defense? I'm just going to pick a 4-star."

"Why haven't you picked it yet?"

"Don't you cost a billion to pick a 4-Star? It's a lot of times I don't spend a billion. I can't afford to spend that kind of money right now."

"Too bad. I'm too poor to fund the prince."

"I've got backup. Can I use your phone? I heard there is a royal palace hotline dedicated exclusively to lords."

"I have a phone, but why?"

"I'm going to contact the royal palace and ask him to give me a case. I was so nervous at the time that I just gave him the money, and I like it. It'll be easy to find him. You seem to be twice as tall as a normal person at level 52. The name is Sulphur.

"Oh, the man."

"Do you know who it is?"

"I know. I'll thank you for that. So don't tell your father about this."

"Yes?"

"Ask. If your father found out about this incident, why didn't Duke Incheon give you the proper protection? I'll never see you like that. If your father texts me about this, I'll be disappointed in you."

"Very well. I beg your pardon. Can you give him a good example?"

"I keep my promises. Don't worry about me, you and me. I'm also unraveling some information. Why are you hiding your information?"

At the end of this period, the prince manipulated the personal information window with a trembling face. Then the player's information was revealed over his head.

[LV.61 Crusader's Remembrance]

The prince retreated after saying that he asked well.

Looking back at that, I thought,

'I thought his father was going to pay the ransom. I never imagined I'd put the money in the Gacha. If I'd known I'd saved Emperor Gun Wook before you, wouldn't I be thrilled? You'll be upset if you find out you didn't save her and tell her?'

Once I hid the facts, I knew I couldn't hide them for long. It's impossible for a giant with a height of 233 cm not to be seen.

One day, the return of the old hero will also be known in the Royal Palace of Seoul. And the king of players will react.

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Gunwook decided to keep an eye on the situation for a while. As time passes, the Orcs may become alert. If we don't, we'll have to take other measures, but anyway.

"Where are the dead soldiers? Don't you catch them? It would be safe to catch them and earn EXP."

In response to the witch's question, Gunwook shakes his head.

"But the difference in EXP is too great, right? I want to grow as fast as possible"

After saying that, Gunwook pleaded to come back with some bitter advice not to make fun of him. But the witch didn't say that, she just laughed. Very satisfactorily.

"Why do we only pick pretty words?"

In the witch's words, Gunwook scratches the ball.

"You think I'd be better off doing my homework?"

"Awesome! I love it. Because it compares so much to my former partner!"

"If I was a partner, who used to pick you as a supporter?"

"Yes! It was different from our Augur in many ways. I wanted to break up with him, but I couldn't, so I went crazy."

A player cannot replace a contracted supporter once. Termination of the contract is impossible, but even if the supporter dies, it will automatically resurrect over time.

There is only one way players and supporters can break up. Permanent death of the player.

So the former player who contracted with the witch was the deceased. Recalling that point, Gunuk asked carefully.

"What kind of person were you?"

"He was an insolent man. I was lucky enough to pick me with the right to vote. I couldn't even stand the fight. I didn't have to fight together, but I had to grow it by riding the bus unilaterally. If I hide behind you and wipe out all the monsters, I've leveled up by picking up heavy items.

When I reached level 50, I caught the dead soldiers. Should I continue to be a level 59 where I can't get EXP and items by catching the dead? I stopped going down the dungeon. You already made enough money. Ever since then, he's been in and out of entertainment and all of a sudden he died one day. "

After I heard everything, Gunwook said:

"I don't think he's a bad guy. Isn't he just a normal person?"

"Yes, he was a sociopath. I hated it. So I like it so much that a new partner is going to be scared, big and strong. I don't want to be afraid of danger, but I like it creepy."

"You think I'd rather be at risk?"

"Good. Really good. Don't you think being cheeky like the rest of them won't last forever at the bottom of the basement?"

"You want to go down to the end of the basement? Are you trying to meet Pluto? For what purpose?"

"You'll be a god."

In the words of God, Gunuk recalled GM Euphyte and Pluto. Evil transcendents with the name of God.

The witch's name was Hecate.

Moreover, the witch spoke while feeling awkward for some reason.

"You'll be a witch god. We're not witches, we're coming down to the basement. Let's go down to the end and get what we want."

The two decided to end the conversation. I decided to keep fighting the Orcs even if I took the risk. By doing so, they would grow faster than the others and be able to go down to the end of the basement.

I decided to take a good day off.

On a holiday that came suddenly, Gunwook remembered what he wanted to do.

"I need to see a friend."

"In thirty years? It must be hard to meet. Well, if you want to."

"In the meantime, you...

"I'll enjoy it in my own way, so don't worry about me."

The witch said she would enjoy the leisure she had originally loved in ground life. I'm going to the salon to trim my hair for a few hours, and I'm going to spend a few more hours trimming my nails and nails.

I thought about it because I was a woman until now, but I couldn't understand the last time I went to the department store.

The department store items were now unparalleled and expensive thirty years ago, as commodity production fell to the level of the Joseon era, and all products were handcrafted luxury goods or artifacts from thirty years ago.

In the case of historical luxury goods that could only be known by name, the price has appreciated hundreds of millions, and even without goods, they could not be brought into the department store. In that place, there would have been far more things that could not be bought with the money that we now have.

"But why are you going?"

The witch answered Gunwook's question with a dazzling face.

"You serve the goddess when you walk around, right?"

"That's what employees pay for their salaries."

"I know, but I feel good."

"So what are you going to buy?"

"Shoes. Our Auger, you're wearing a shoe or something? I'll buy you one. What size feet are you here for?"

Gunwook insisted that he didn't need shoes, but the witch was desperate. A supporter is ashamed of being a player.

After all, Gunwook was only able to leave the house after losing the size of his feet.

I thought as I walked down the street. Shoe?

I looked at other people's feet. Then he sighed.

'This isn't even the Joseon era.'

People on the street wore straws or rubber shoes. In the case of the rubber god, it was not a commodity, it was a commodity that ripped out the waste tires and entangled them.

Moreover, the god Gunwook was an old militia. The deceased soldier picked a good piece of junk from the drop, and it was nothing like a department store luxury compared to those straw and rubber shoes.

As such, people's lives have changed, but the city itself has not changed much. The new country on the Korean peninsula could not afford to tear down old buildings or build new ones. All the buildings were as they stood thirty years ago.

This allowed Gunwook to pass through familiar streets and reach familiar buildings. Fortunately, the building was the same thirty years ago.

Has the owner changed? Carefully look at the plaque and it says the name you know.

Lim Hyeong Taek.

Seeing the name of an old friend, Gunwook cheered. I haven't moved in thirty years!

I thought I'd already left this place, so my joy was even greater. Gunwook thought in a close cheerful mood. How old would he be? Of course he would. He'll be close to glowing by now. However, the rate seems to be not old, but the rental house is also in case.

A little time passed to calm the pounding of the chest. Gunwook knocked on the door with a trembling heart. Be careful not to break with stress, tuck, tuck.

Then I shouted.

"Mr. Im Hyeongtaek, are you there?"

After a while, the door opened, as I heard the voice of the fifty.

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