Mangem's Paladin

Player prisons, sealed with inmates' skills and abilities, exist in each city. And the great war also affects prisons of courtesy, just as it did a long time ago.

Prison bursts to capture prisoners born before and after war. Therefore, there were measures to vacate the interior of the prison, such as sending existing inmates to other prisons in advance to prepare for situations where prisoners could not be held due to a lack of prison space. As a result, the remaining inmates

Soon, I learned that Seoul was going to fight.

And the victory and defeat of that battle was also known in the prison.

The lords who were captured by King Rubber's Nambee. They were still locked up in a player prison in Seoul. As the eldest men in the past, they sensed the situation more sharply than anyone else.

“It would have been a long time since the battle, but there's no change in prison. You lost a rubber puppy? ”

Earl Chungcheongbuk-do said, and Earl Gyeongsangbuk-do replied.

“Well, I guess so. If we'd won Seoul, we'd have tons of prisoners of war, so the prison would be full, but there would be few new inmates. It was just excitement to leave the prison in advance. ”

A prisoner who did not hear the prisoners' conversation got involved.

“Don't pretend you don't even know what's going on outside. ”

Earl Gyeongsangbuk laughed. It was ridiculous to try to deny what was obvious to anyone, but it was ridiculous that the guard could not speak loudly against the prisoner because of the level difference.

In the meantime, I heard footsteps in the prison corridor.

The guard stood upright, and after a while, his face was shaken with horror.

“Abnormal on the job. Loyalty! Stay in the light! ”

On the guard's salute, King Rubber swung his hand with a tired face.

“Yeah, well done. Get out.”

King Rubber stopped in front of an iron mill. I was imprisoned by Count Gyeongsangbuk-do, Oh-cheol Won.

LV.150 Priest Oh Cheolwon asked.

“I'm here to see my face. What's going on? ”

Its useless friendly tone contained blatant mockery.

The current lords, including Gossip Rubber, said they had leveled up all of the past by defeating Black Dragon and digging underground. Although there were many factions among them, it was clear that they were old comrades.

Nevertheless, Gogyeong ruthlessly attacked the lords, and when they trampled on their territory, O'Cheolwon reached the point of becoming a defeated prisoner.

I also felt the look of resentment and contempt. The rest of North Gyeongsangdong, where your rule was so neglected, was like Mexico, where security collapsed, and it was not so wrong to take the land. I didn't even have the strength to do that.

Rubber just said with a tired face.

“You, get ready to call back the supporters. ”

“Wow, my surf pot is four stars, and I don't know if he died fighting. You rebel bastards are a dick. So it's a lot of hoops. Smoke? ”

Gogyeong didn't want to answer.

However, Oh-cheol won said.

“If so, it's smoke. Get me out of here. ”

“What?”

“Wouldn't you need more power? Get me out of here now and take me in one piece. I want you to do the right thing. Huh?”

“What do you believe in? LV.150 makes surveillance or control difficult. Do you have any assurance that if you let me go, I won't run to them for a chance? ”

“Hey, man, I'm a priest. What are you gonna do? Besides, I don't intend to take back the land you took and be lord again. Now that you've taken Gyeongsangbuk from me, aren't you going to be happy that those rebel bastards are going to share it? In that situation, I will run and be on my side, and return my land.

Would you say yes?

Rather, it's dangerous for me for those bastards to take Seoul. It's hard to escort high-level players alive, so it's a big deal to move them from one prison to another, isn't it? So if Seoul is in danger of being captured, you can either turn me into a corpse or you can kill me for good.

It's not gonna be good for me. Even if the rebel bastards take over the prison, I don't even know if I can save them. I think I'm just gonna shrug off the landlord. ”

That makes perfect sense. Moreover, the presence of the LV.150 Priest evoked the presence of the Seekerman Sun, who discovered that the LV.150 Priest of Death was only a short time ago a priestly skill.

“Don't think about it.”

Then he replied, and Gogyeong left the prison. I returned to the palace and entered the meeting.

Staff and officials were waiting.

At the last bee, the staff was so hot, and the generals were all shut up like corpses. A gloomy atmosphere of defeated factions.

Goyeon couldn't stand the atmosphere of this funeral home. I said it out loud.

“Why are there no horses? Open your mouth without energy. What do you think of this? What do you think we should do? Negotiation? Or the owner of the courage to take out the word" surrender "before things get more bleak. Maybe that's a wise choice, but there's no way the king would be happy. Seo Johan, the only person who could speak directly to the king, was not a military expert, but a courtyard where he kept his mouth shut.

C. Environment

As a result, while looking at each other, a staff member barely opened his mouth.

“I have to negotiate, but it's not going to be appropriate right now. Negotiate a defeated situation · · · · ·"

As rubber, one word was too annoying. I couldn't stand it and screamed.

“Retreat, not lose! ”

The old king never knew it was a defeat, but he insisted on that term.

Probably for two reasons. Pride as a king and pride as a military expert.

Even Gogyeong was a person who grew up in a time when the world was not a game. The fact that eighteen high-level gamers were defeated in the war was largely based on common sense thirty years ago was unacceptable.

The more I think about it, the more absurd it is. Not a military expert, not a great strategist and tactician, but a good thing was that the higher-level chiefs had defeated a well-organized army. That too is overwhelming.

Nor was it too much for the old king to accept this insane reality.

Chief of Staff said.

“You have spoken, Your Majesty. To rectify this, attempting to negotiate in the presence of ‘tactical thirteen’ may be considered a factual surrender. So if we're going to negotiate on acceptable terms, it's not going to be a good idea to take the chance of losing again.

I think so. ”

“So let's fight one more time? ”

“Yes. Fortunately, we have successfully retreated and conserved enough troops, so it's not too much of a re-battle.”

Gogyeong seemed to listen to the argument.

As the king's most recent servant, the sentimental expression he was listening to was distorted.

‘Now it's clear that we can't beat the supernatural traitors into an army. If we fail to achieve that goal, we will end it. You want to fight more to negotiate better terms? What the hell. ’

I was in the middle of all sorts of swearing by sentimentalists.

The rubber rubber that saw that face asked.

“Why do you look like you chewed shit? Do you have something in mind? You tell me something. ”

The sentimentalist replied without still expressing a distorted expression.

“Me? That military career is two years of military service. What would you say I know of war? ”

“But you must have felt something in the first place, right? Something I realized. ”

“If you've realized it by fighting, of course. ”

“What is it?”

“You should never go to war. Oh, you think I know the best about war in terms of knowing this, don't you? I don't think His Majesty, who was a consul, knew the most. ”

Now the rubber expression is also distorted. He bit his lips and asked.

“You sentimental son of a bitch, are you fucking with the king now? I got nervous about letting you fight. Is that it? ”

“Your Majesty will eat seventy, and you will carry a sack of ammunition. ”

“I went out to fight myself, you king! ”

“Oh, I remember being a jerk in the military. He taught me why I don't work so hard as a soldier when I shove myself. I don't understand why I have to show the same motivation to work as the salaried officers.

I see you're saying something similar. It seems that there's something going on between the officers. ”

“Emotional, so get out. ”

“Yes.”

“Get out now! ”

“Oh, I'm leaving. What's the rush? ”

As he murmured, the sentimentalist left the conference room. Gossip rubber shouts to capture him and lock him up right away. I can't ruin the mood for this right now.

I muttered in a calm voice.

“I see that son of a bitch locked up in prison for a felony and not going to the next battle. I can't let him do that. Tell him to keep an eye out. It's filled with treason, so don't do anything harsh. Anyway, let's not continue with the meeting.

So, whether you're aiming for more negotiations or a charter war. Do you all agree that we need to fight one more time? ”

A young man who was frozen on the horse barely opened his mouth.

“Yes. So it's a question of where to set the next battlefield. Maybe we should go to Pyongyang and join some of the Northern Army."

The rubber shakes his head and says,

“No. We have to hold on here. I can't give you Seoul. Once you take it, it will be hard to get it back, but it will completely lose its influence on the south of the peninsula. It's impossible to stay in stock. ”

“So you intend to fight again? ”

“No. We should call the Northern Guard to Seoul.” If the sentimentalists had stayed here and listened to it, they would have laughed, "said the Free Pass if Manchurian troops were to attack.

Everyone, including rubber, knew that. In the first place, however, Manju was afraid of God's punishment, so he decided to hang on to the possibility that he would not dare to invade the Korean peninsula.

After finally deciding to summon the troops of the North Korean Peninsula for the battle, Gossip murmured.

“Troops can move quickly to the Dimensional Gate, but they won't bring any important tanks. So you have to buy time. · · · · · · ·. ”

* * * * * * *

After the battle, the surrounding priests were summoned to resurrect the warriors. Neutral priests gathered throughout the peninsula to resurrect the bodies.

Incheon's warriors, as well as Seoul's warriors, took back the life they had lost for a while. Incheon's players were not particularly merciful. It was customary to resurrect both warriors of both factions after the end of the war.

When the former lords were at war with each other, they would not want to be blamed or guilty of a civil war in which a man dies for his own ‘earthquake'. So that kind of mercy would have needed to be seen.

In the first place, it was not easy to cover up enemies and allies. The level of players in the battle is usually LV.59 or LV.100, so they were all wearing similar equipment, and now it's easy to discern their affiliation by wearing a belt or by revealing it.

I had not been taking a break

So the resurrection was done in a high order without covering the faction. The NPC soldiers, who were clearly hostile, had little value to revive, although they were hardly able to benefit from the revival, said they were all resurrected. Perforation since before the battle

It is thanks to the waiting of the priests of the Gospel.

Gunwook did not know whether to like this situation or not.

‘When I look at this comic book and see the characters die and the surrounding Carrick grieve, I think I'll think of it unconsciously. I don't think we're gonna be able to resurrect him just yet. Why are you squeezing? What the hell?

In fact, many people say they feel that way when they see old cartoons or movies. Just because the protagonist's colleague was strangled, just died, and the corpse is clean, the Resurrection Spell seems to work very well, but why can't you empathize with the characters?

In many ways, Gunwook did not meet or participate in a feast after the battle.

It was just in my barracks.

I was immersed in training to avoid thinking wrong.

I played the battle with supporter Mars several times in my head. Then he listened directly to the window and reproduced the movement. To accept even a little bit of meaning and experience.

As the window slices through the air, the sound of the book bursts in succession. Inside the tent, outside, the sound spread sharply.

The knights who were passing by the barracks heard the sound and stopped in front of the barracks.

Then, in unison, I bowed down to the barracks where the Crusader Emperor would be training.

It was a sign of obedience to the future monarch, a prayer that came from the heart.

Prayer for the Goddess.

In the last battle, all the knights saw the Crusader Emperor Gunwook and the existence of the divine giant with two eyes.

Ends