Mangem's Paladin

“I'm sorry, but that makes sense. ”

In Gunwook's words, Percival laughed and said,

“Does that make any sense? You're pathetic! You're a knight from a powerful monarch, and you don't think death will challenge you? You have no idea how much I wanted to kill him after hearing that pathetic answer! ”

Gunwook, who remembered the witch, froze because of the creeps. On the other hand, the Percival growled.

“I didn't forgive him for not killing that coward and changing partners. Because I have too low a chance of getting four stars out of this damn draw, there was no guarantee that I would be drawn back as a supporter on the ground. ”

Gunwook asked carefully.

“Fortunately, you haven't killed him so far. If you're sure your partner's will won't change forever, will you kill him then? ”

“No.”

Gunwook was relieved by the answer.

“Now you have a change in heart rate? ”

“That's not it either. My wishes don't change now or ever. Now ruled by the evil pagan gods, I would ask you to listen to the wishes of the conqueror who broke through to the end of the underground world that was ruled by the absolute good. Just like Lord Gallahard's sacred voyage.

It was going to be a noble adventure. I'm halfway through now. ”

Gunwook was surprised by his wishes and their content.

“What a pitiful wish to give up. ”

“In fact, it's still a shame. Again, it was a wish I could have made by killing my partner. But after reading a few books, I thought I shouldn't.”

“The book? ”

“Storybook. Arthur knew that the King's legend was famous in this land. Isn't it truly glorious that our work has been preached here in the land of the East? I've been looking for relevant works and reading them. King Arthur, a woman, emitted a beam of rays to the Excalibur, causing a deep sea monster.

Do you know what you realized when you read all those novels? ”

“Do you think we should get to know contemporary writers? ”

“No, I knew the Knights of the Round Table were unlikely to exist. I looked up the history books, not the novels, and we weren't there. ”

Gunuk was embarrassed by unexpected answers. I don't know what to say. In the middle of my mouth, Percival was talking.

“I was confused, but after reading a few SF novels, my situation got frozen. I understand that my case is close to that of Cliché. ”

“Clencherani?”

“Created beings. Both memory and body. ”

I didn't expect this kind of talk to come out of nowhere. Gunwook panicked again and asked.

“You introduced yourself to the Knight of the Round Table very confidently, didn't you? Please mention the presence of all colleagues such as Lord Lancelot and Lord Gallahard.”

“Well, I remember their existence alive. But objectively, they're all fiction. Then why did he create a supporter with the memories of the Knight of the Round Table? That was easy to understand. Gambling picks require plausible characters to suck players to the side

I would have, because a hero in the legend would make the most of it. ”

“What's your wish to go underground and fix the world? ”

“That doesn't mean the supporters aren't motivated to fight when the players go to the dungeon, so you've set a goal to keep fighting, right? The evidence suggests that the other supporters had a good reason to go underground. Tartaros in the dungeon has a lover locked up as a prisoner.

Whether you want to, or you have to take back the ancient kingdom that sank into the sea, or something like that. ”

“Is that one of the reasons you want to be a goddess? ”

In response to Gunwook's question, Percival nodded.

“Probably. It's both a purpose and a motivation that was created to be true to the role of a supporter. And you can't kill your partner because you're created. So hold on to all the impulses. As vivid as the memory of the round table is in my head, the fire of hope is still burning, but it is still being suppressed in my heart. ”

There was no power in the voice of the pacifist. Even Gunwook murmured vigorously.

“I'm so sorry. ”

“Of course I'm sorry. By the way, your supporter is also a 4-star, right? The hope of going underground is even more plausible because the 4-star supporter has a good character setting. Maybe she wants to go down to the basement, too, don't you think? ”

“That's right. I really want to. ”

“You're going down with her to the end of the basement? ”

“Yes.”

“Well, thank goodness. The power of divine spells depends on people, so maybe you're a good person, right? I believe you have such good hopes. So you go down to the basement. That would be good for her as well as everyone in the world, including me. Whatever you wish for, Boo.

I hope so. ”

“Yes."

“We need to build more skills to do that. Do you have any energy left? Are you going to get a lesson?” Gunwook nods, and Percival smiles and raises his sword.

The old knights were proficient in a variety of military techniques, and the Persians also practiced swordsmanship as well as spearheading.

Whatever character was created, his skills were real.

Whenever I saw the trajectory of that sword, Gunwook didn't know what to do. So, just before the end of the Percival demonstration, Gunwook dreadfully followed, and absorbed it into my body.

It was only after dark that Gunwook returned home from his education.

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When Gunwook entered the house, the witch opened the door, not the shipowner. A witch asked me in the middle of a flinch.

“Why are you here so late? ”

It was a worrying voice, not a tone.

Gunwook replied cautiously.

“It took me a while to meet Jeongjin Sook, meet Lord Percival and learn. ”

And silence passed. As they faced each other awkwardly, it was the witch who opened their mouth first.

“Lee Hyun-bok's wife did, didn't she? I would have killed Lee Hyun-bok. ”

Gunwook lifted up a bit and replied.

“Yes, he did. ”

“I didn't kill him. I said it kills, but it's not intimidation. ”

“Is that all you're saying? ”

“I was acting separately. Not to kill."

“Did you go to the host bar? ”

The witch nods at Gunwook's words.

“I wanted to make Lee Hyun-bok go underground. I was going to pay a whole bunch of traumatic debts that Lee Hyun Bok saved up to run out. To overturn the retirement declaration. That was it, really. ”

And as he spoke, the witch began to weep, and Gun Wook asked him why he did not mention the debt owed to Lee Hyunbaek's family. He probably hid it because he was afraid of being disappointed.

The witch seems to be the ideal player right now. A superhuman player who wants to go down to the bottom. Maybe he didn't want to be the only player in the world. I would have wanted to maintain a trusting relationship with each other.

And so was Gunwook. Gunwook murmurs as he knocks on the witch's shoulder.

“Yes, I do. ”

“Do you really believe that? ”

“Uh, trust me. ”

The witch smiled slightly with her head up, and Gunwook decided not to bury Lee Hyun-bok's death on the smiling face.

It's not going to be for Lee Hyun Wook who died. It was going to be a thing for itself. To be reassured by confirming that the witch is not going to kill her partner.

There was no reason to be reassured.

It was likely that the witch would be dangerous and would become a slave to Gunwook.

It means that you must not be born.

One day, when I wanted to be more afraid of fighting monsters and give up going down, when I felt at ease in my present position, and I didn't want to risk it, the presence of a witch who would want to kill her partner and go underground would be a warning to me above all else.

It will.

Of course, it was a distant future, and we had to put our lives on the line and restore our relationship with our partners who had to fight together.

So Gunwook continued the conversation with the witch that would make him feel better. Social jokes and chatter.

It didn't take long to get excited anyway. So the witch laughed and talked to him.

“When you go shopping, you buy me a lot of stuff, right? Now that you've bought me a luxury item, I don't like it, so why don't you send some of that money to Mr. Sook regularly? You look like you're having a hard time living these days. ”

It may not be a suggestion to suit the nature of witches, but witches commonly agreed. I realized that I would not mention this in the future.

The witch smiles and mutters.

“Good boy, he's coming. He's really nice."

After saying that, Gunwook entered the training room. I ended the day by practicing the skills I learned from Percival for hours.

Gunwook thought as he went to bed. Encourage your own will, and ask us to fight other powerful monsters tomorrow, not just familiar giants. Therefore, I thought we should make ourselves more familiar with dangerous situations. Then the witch will be more pleased.

Its determination was awkwardly unwavering.

The next morning, the rate of perforation called Gunwook. Gunwook had to leave the hunting plan behind and head for Incheon crafting.

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Hidden Message: High Fault Level +1 Current High Fault Level 642

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In the face of Gunwook and Gunwook alone, the interest rate said.

“Don't you want to drive a bus? ”

“Bus?”

“No, you know what? ”

Of course I knew. Or a bus. A player with a higher level or better equipment or skill helps to grow a player who is less than that.

“But if the level difference is too great online in the dungeon, isn't it restricted so that growth on one side is impossible? ”

“Well, Gunwook, you're much stronger than an East Level player. You can be a bus driver. So, what do you think? Bus passengers are rich, so the cost of boarding is enormous. ”

Gunwook didn't want to break the hunting schedule right away. So you can say no, but Gunwook was pondering.

”This is my commission, and I'll give you the money myself. I don't know how many passengers there are, but I'm going to give you a billion. ”

At about a billion, even the Duke is an unpleasant giant. Gunwook nodded and smiled.

“Very good, very good. So, do you want to take a bus passenger? ”

I said so, and this rate instructed the secretary to bring someone.

A moment later, a tall young man entered the reception room. Gunwook first saw the young man, but the young man noticed Gunwook.

When the young man saw Gunwook, he opened his eyes wide and muttered like this.

“It was definitely lower than me. How the hell?”

And he looked at the young man and said,

“Don't take a breath? Release private information. ”

At the end of the day, the young man manipulated his information window. Hence, Gunuk was astonished at the information displayed on the young man's head.

[LV.66 Crusader's Remembrance]

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