Mangem's Paladin

"What! Sexual period, what!"

Kim Byung-gi replied as if he had no face.

"The duration of the dimensional door is over."

"Don't be ridiculous! I just saw your lips twitch and memorize the spell! The portal was deliberately closed!"

"No, it's a mistake. Son of a bitch. And tell your boss to cut the crap, okay?"

Sexual dysfunction pushed me out to be angry. Trying not to laugh accidentally.

In fact, just a few days ago, the Sexual Age deliberately closed its dimensions. Only the resurrected supporters and unaffiliated players remained, so they were all dead. There was no problem. As a mistake, Kim Byung-won, the commander of the attack force.

However, Kim Byung-won continued to yell.

"Re-open the Dimension Gate!"

"Don't you know? You can open it from the outside in the Dimensional Door Dungeon, but you can't open it from the inside."

Kim Byung-won bites his lips. The face of the world crumbled, and the age of puberty was cursed in sight.

You're gonna pretend to be nice, right? If you want to do that, you'll do it alone. Why are you yelling at me like that?

I was in the process of bursting into distraction with the idea that I was ignored because I had no affiliation.

Kim Byung-won shouted.

"Kim Hae-kim's attack team, resurrect two dead, and get back on the elevator!"

Kim Hae-kim, the attackers' mobile horn, muttered in English.

"Yes?"

"Kim Hae-kim's attackers don't abandon their comrades!"

What the hell is that? They were all dumb because they didn't know their intentions.

Sexual age was frightened, he said.

"Give it up, man. If you go, search."

"You shut up!"

"I've already searched those motherfuckers?"

"Shut up!"

Are you really going to save her? You're not pretending to be loyal?

Sexual maturity panicked and then went on to persuade.

"If you take the damage, you won't be able to save it, and if you save one in a year, it won't do you any good. Rather fucked up. When the son of a bitch wakes up...

"What if he comes back?"

"That son of a bitch, he's gonna grow up like a storm."

When he entered the dungeon, his period was appalled by the radiance spreading from the Crusader Emperor Wook. It was a dazzling afterglow. I've never heard of such a big difference in the power of divine spells from one clergyman to another.

Are such prominent clergy players even treated in the king's palace? Because the power of divine spells is predominantly influenced by the player's personality and virtues.

And its combat power plus the brightness of the afterglow.

As I watched it, I thought of my period. That giant paladin will certainly be valued higher than himself, and will grow higher.

When I realized that, the emotion I felt during my period was fear.

Sexuality shifted its horror to the horse.

"You'll grow more than we do. He'll grow up and trample on us."

"So I don't want to be stepped on. You stepped on it first? Not so big?"

At that time, the period of puberty was neither negative nor positive. Instead, he approached Kim Byung-won and whispered.

"Did you get paid by the bastard, including the giant? If I didn't share it with the airmen and take it by myself, I would get a little grudge. You got it. You got it. I know, it was a real dick. Enough to pay you back when you have the ability."

Kim Byung-won noticed that Lim Seong-gi was speaking with her own experience.

If he could not escape from level 59, he would have had to pay a huge amount of money to break through the 131st floor and get into another attack zone. I would have suffered quite a humiliation in the process.

While enduring humiliation, the weak would have enjoyed the delusion of being stronger than they were, of changing their upper and lower relations and repaying them in reverse.

And today, he must have felt a crisis because he was not jealous of the superhuman growth potential of the great Crusaders he had just treated. He must have felt the fear that the humiliating delusion he had enjoyed would come upon him upside down.

Kim Byung-won understood how he felt. The fear of being caught up and despised by the successors was always a feeling of pressure.

Sexual dizziness said.

"So don't go. Let him die."

And Kim Byung-won ignored it. Either way, I had to turn off the fire immediately.

"Kim Hae-kim, are you ready for the attack? Then let's go!"

Kim Byung-won's cry prompted the attackers to follow his instructions.

Kim Byung-won advanced with the attack force.

"You crazy bastard!"

Kim Byung-gi shouted from behind, but ignored him.

The assailant proceeded to the elevator.

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The 2-Star Supporter Jared screams.

"Get out! Get out!"

It wasn't a cry for yourself. Supporters only return to the player's inventory in the form of cards, even if they die.

However, there are three players here. No one understood why it was left behind or why the escape hatch disappeared.

That's why, anyway, the supporters desperately moved to make their way out. Wrapped around the players, struggling to stop the Orcs from attacking with their bodies.

Supporters are usually better than the players, but it wasn't easy for them either.

Orcs are being pushed from all sides.

An oak unit consisted of only twenty oaks, but from the rear side an oak unit was arriving in the immediate vicinity. The noise of the battle was too great. Hearing that sound, all the oaks rushed around. Very much.

The Orcs' instincts dictate that it is cowardly to run too much against a few enemies. The algorithms engraved on their brains have humiliated the orcs gathered here for over forty years.

Shame is an emotion easily tempered by anger. The Orcs were disappointed in their cowardice, angry, and lost their reason.

"Orcuuuuuuus ―!"

The Orcs exploded.

All the oaks rush without saving their lives. Players of this level are hard to endure each of those fierce strikes.

However, this was not the case for the biggest player of them. Gunwook takes the lead and wields his sword and shield. The control of the brain beats the loose, broad strikes, kicks the body, pushes it and stabs it.

Behind Gunwook, a witch and two players cling together. The witch was calmly removing the enemies that struck Emperor Wook, but the two players couldn't stand it now.

Priest Kim Jong-hmm just trembled, and the shooter's entire country followed behind Gunwook with only a handgun.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

Supporter Georgief from around the world defends Gunwook's right and gets his head hit by Orc's furious iron mace. While incapacitated, several weapons cut and stabbed the body.

Kim Jong-hmm's healing is too late. Georgev collapses bleeding from his eyes and nose.

When gaps arose, Gunuk's burden was weighted.

"Off ― lose ―!"

Gunwook was able to deal with four orcs at the same time, but that was not easy. It was a yardstick where only two oaks cling to each other. With all my strength to die, I thrust and thrust the thrusting oaks through the path.

That way, the four succeeded in getting out of the siege.

Supporters were stopping the Orcs from pursuing him. It won't stop me for long. I had to get out of here.

A witch cried out as she was running with power.

"There's the bike! Multiple!"

Gunwook asked.

"Who knows how to drive a bike?"

Gunwook realized he asked a stupid question. I continued my instructions without waiting for an answer.

"Kim Jong-hmm, get behind me. Nationwide, you ride behind witches. Just hold on to your back, okay?"

Kim Jong-hmm is a great man who has never ridden a bicycle, so I didn't understand him very well. I didn't have time to be angry and self-explanatory.

"Evil!"

Gunwook grabbed Kim Jong-hmm with one hand and ran. First I climbed the bike and forced Kim Jong-hmm to sit behind me.

At the same time, witches and nationals also rode bikes. And I ran my bike.

Everything around him is wiped out as if it were sucked into the darkness.

In the middle of that run, a crowd of Gunwook's eyes caught my eye.

"Arghhhhhhhh!"

People were screaming. Supporters, or did Kim Hae-kim's attackers leave?

Neither. Moreover, they were the first low-level players I've ever seen. The Orcs, who lost their reason because they gathered too much, forgot that they were slaves and were cutting them off.

Gunwook couldn't save them.

I snatched it and grabbed the bicycle handle.

A boy came running to the front of the bike.

A boy who got out of restraint fortunately because the Orcs were tied up and wielded the stables, but would be caught by the Orcs in this way.

[LV.1 Crusader Oh Seung Hun]

Oh Seung Hun reached out to Gunwook.

Gunwook intuited that he shouldn't hold that hand. He himself is too heavy and is already the backyard of a man. Become a burden · · · · ·.

"Ah."

However, Gunwook had already found his hand towards the boy. I reached out unconsciously.

The boy grabbed his hand.

Gunwook couldn't let go of his hand.

I grabbed him and stuck him on my side. Then he ran his bike into the open darkness.

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I continued to run the bike without hearing the noise of the battle or the orc's monsters. How long has it been to do that? It was only at the end wall of the floor that I stopped the bike.

Kim Jong-hmm got off the bike stumbling. I stood there for a long time and murmured.

"I've lived."

The smile on his face blossomed. Kim Jong-hmm looked around as he remembered.

Darkness, it was only darkness. The darkness that hides the terrible enemies.

They are trapped in the middle of a layer of oaks. Kim Jong-hmm murmured at the fact that she was desperate.

"What do we do now?"

It was the whole country that answered that question.

"There's a way out."

"Really?"

Kim Jong-hmm immediately turned white and looked at the whole country. Then the whole country looked at Kim Jong-hmm and opened its mouth.

"We're abandoned now. Are you mad, Kim Jong-hmm?"

Kim Jong-hmm replied tremendously.

"I'm angry, but why?"

"Then pray to Pluto now."

"Yes?"

"You don't know how to kill a former priest, do you? If a priest prays to Pluto with negative emotions, he can become a priest of death. And the Priest of Death learns the dimension at level 55."

At that moment, Kim Jong-hmm cried out in the greatest voice since he met Gunwook.

"No!"

"Kill the voice, the orcs are coming. Fuck you."

"Priest of Death? Are you crazy?"

Gunwook was shocked by the violent reaction and asked the witch.

"What's wrong with him?"

"The Priest of Death is a real Cheonmin. You can't party because you have PVE skills, and PVP is pretty good, but you can't outperform it. Being a priest of death in a Tier 1 profession is more than a drop in status, so you're stuck in a dungeon. Death is insulting just passing by."

"Why?"

"The Priest of Death can write spells that make resurrection impossible, because of which he is treated as a public enemy. If you're gonna die, you're gonna have to hide in the back alley."

Gunwook's face hardened.

On the other hand, the persuasion of the whole country was a form of failure.

"Even if you die, you can't be an ex-wife!"

Kim Jong-hmm frowned and the whole country growled.

"Let's see if we can't actually kill one."

The whole country turned its gaze to Gunwook and said,

"Mr. Emperor Gunwook."

"Yes?"

"I'm holding him. I'll kill you if you don't reach out."

Kim Jong-hmm was frightened.

Gunwook looked at Kim Jong-hmm. I wanted to do what I told you to do. It is good to know whether the boy who was raised from the dead is selfish.

But before he opened his mouth, Gunwook guessed how bad it was to be a priest of death.

Of course, the outcast Gunwook could not have guessed. And I thought I couldn't ask for something I couldn't guess.

Gunwook said in a quiet voice.

"Nationwide."

"Grab him quickly."

"Calm down. No compulsion."

Kim Jong-hmm's complexion brightened. Kim Jong-hmm moved behind Gunwook's back and hid.

The whole country stared at Kim Jong-hmm and Gun-wook without saying a word. I held my mouth firmly and kept my mouth shut and opened my mouth for a while.

"You, what is your intention?"

"What's the intention?"

"Are you doing this to power up the sacred spell? Do you believe in the rumor that being nice is divine?"

"What?"

"Or why? Let's not pretend to be adult soldiers. Why don't you live first?"

Gunwook frowned.

"Ahjussi, let's stop."

"Fuck you, why did you bring him here again? It's Jim. Drop it."

The whole country, he said, pointed to a choking boy.

Oh Seung Hun, the LV.1 body was not very different from the general public. I was vomiting gastric fluid to see if it was hard to bear being carried with my back held. Then the rest of the mentally disoriented didn't even care about being fingered right now.

The entire nation alternately pointed to Kim Jong-hmm and Oh Seung-hun.

"I like to play nice. But we have to cover the time and place. Why are you making a bad guy? There's only one way to do it anyway."

"Arjay."

"What?"

"I saved her now, not because I wanted to be nice, but because I could. It's not like you want to be nice and not just make a bad guy out of the country."

"So what do you say?"

"Because you don't have to do that right now, Ajay. We can escape now. You can try it before you force it."

"What waterway? We're on the 120th floor! To get back to the 100th floor...

"Let's go to 130th floor, not 100th floor."

"What?"

"Considering the distribution of the Orcs, it was clear that the troops gathered from the other floors had been scratched. Because we came upstairs sweeping, we would have dragged it from downstairs, so the bottom would be empty right now."

"Monsters don't get off their shelves. I can't make it through the stairs."

"So how do the Kobolts get in touch with the Orcs? They're first-floor monsters. No?"

"The Kobolts are digging oysters and moving."

"Maybe the Orcs did, too."

"I guess it's too small, but why risk it if there's a safer and easier way to do that?"

Kim Jong-hmm stared, but the whole country didn't care.

Gunwook said.

"Don't cause any trouble, Ajay. Why do you keep doing that?"

"I'm the only bad guy."

"Jae-jae is not so bad. We're in a crisis right now."

"So you're a good guy?"

"He's just a normal guy. And I want to make an ordinary choice now, ordinary Ajay. Even if it's a little risky, it's a choice not to lose anyone, not to be a bad guy."

"It's not going to be dangerous."

"It's okay. I'll take the lead."

"So what do we do?"

"No, I swear, even if I die, I'll save you. And then I die as a priest of death, whether I open the portal or not."

He laughed, saying so. A confident smile to ease the anxiety of those around you. As a firefighter, he acted as he had been taught to make a bright face on the scene.

His intentions were awkward, and the whole country tried to scorn his smiling face. I swear to God, I don't trust you. You and I were almost at the beginning, trying to figure out how to trust each other.

But before he opened his mouth, the whole country blinked.

My eyes were swollen.

"A little, but the light is more intense."

The shooter's superior vision sensed and stimulated the change in intensity of the fine light.

The light is coming from the afterglow of the Crusader.

The whole country looked at that dazzling light source. I feel a little more fuzzy than I just did.

'Is it true that good deeds affect divine spells? Then the secret of that crazy afterglow is...

The whole country has multiplied its meaning. Then I just counted whether it was true or not. After that, I opened my mouth.

"Well, let's do it."

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Hidden Message: High Fault Level +3

Hidden Message: Current Fault Number 619

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