Mangem's Paladin

Lee Tae-dong's expectations were not missed. When the Red Guild drew its skin with a sharp blade, Kore groaned and did not change one's face.

“Argh!”

It wasn't Kore who screamed, it was Deferred Hell. It was more gross than I thought.

The scene that came into the eyes of Seo John when he heard the sound was as follows: Coré tied to a pole, a sleepyhead trembling in front of him, and the infamous murderers, Red Gildong and Ithadong.

“What are they doing now? No, there's nothing to explain. You pretended to know. ”

Seo Johan drew his sword, and the supporter Murdin who followed him pointed his pistol and staff at him.

Against him, Lee Tae-dong opened his mouth as he pulled out his dagger and pistol.

“It's our party. ”

Itadong pretended to be strong, but his voice trembled. Lee Tae-dong shrunk among the first generation of players. It has been before.

When Itadong was a first-generation player, he was very afraid of rubber and Seo-yeon, unlike his timid self.

I also knew that. I scratched without even thinking about it.

“Party thing? What?”

“Well, it's no big deal, you know. Last time we left the Emperor Wook party to get in here. This bitch's a deferred prison spot, and we're in trouble. So I punished him."

“Punishment? With what qualifications? ”

“No."

“Supporters basically only help with dungeons. Besides, it's natural that PvP and RvR don't cooperate according to their supporters, but do you really want to retaliate? Are you crazy?”

“No, you betrayed me beyond your level of uncooperativeness.”

“Betrayal is what you did. The fact that Bonamana is going to betray you must not have told this girl. In the meantime, why did you betray yourself? Don't you know how to make a difference? ”

Lee Tae-dong refused to say anything, but Seo-yohn did not even measure what he heard. I approached Kore and cut the rope.

In the midst of the pain, Kore smiled and thanked him.

“Come on, you must be spraying some dehumidifier on your brain. ”

“Potions"

“No, that's too bad. ”

Coré heals himself and heals his peeled skin, and, under Murdin's escort, he goes down to the bottom of the staircase with a rubber party.

I saw the fecal stone that appeared late in the scene.

“Miss Corre, where are you going? ”

Coré replied with a middle finger to the question of the fecal stone. The fecal stone knew what had happened at once.

I took one of these priests. It was crazy.

What is she, a spy on our side? You're sticking to the enemy unconditionally? The shareholders are in pairs.

It's annoying. If Core is stuck to a rubber party, this side looks like a six-to-five.

Feng Yong-seok was chatting about Lee Tae-dong.

Seo Johan approaches. Seeing the face of the fecal stone, he asks.

“You look unfair in the meantime? ”

“What do you care?"

“Why, it has nothing to do with you? Even what happens on your team? Your Majesty hates you. ”

“Damn it. Who doesn't know what went wrong with Ji and the political route? ”

“That's why I didn't hide my hatred. You've hated it before. Of course I do, you bastard. ”

After a sudden swearing, the fecal stone was mute for a while. Later, I was angry and murmured.

“There was an Otaku-san who ate forty knives and touched them. ”

“How do you do medieval autopsy? That's because I can afford to enjoy my hobbies while running a car center. On the other hand, would you have liked it? I was able to sell out all my hobbies except for the time I spent eating and cheaping, so I paid electricity tax with the money my mother had earned from working at that age. ”

“Why are you talking about your mother now?"

“I know how your mother died so hard. I thought you decided to live a different life with his death. And yet it hasn't changed in thirty years. Your mother, she'll be sad to see you at the end of the day. ”

“Enough, motherfucker. Where's Padrip?”

“In the dungeon online, you don't like being beaten by a padlip, do you? I didn't know that. I'll be careful going forward.”

So Seo-yohn retreated until the end.

The fecal stone was swollen and thought. Why is it that alliances are so bad? Because they're holy knights, you can't turn them over because of the actions of this party?

‘No, the objective power is similar, so we're trying to overcome it. He's trying to take control of the pack. ’

Even after objectifying the situation so hard, anger did not cool down. The feldspar murmurs in his fist.

‘For whatever reason, I'll kill all the bastards who treat me like this. ’

In humiliation, the excrement thought of another book. How can we defeat these disrespectful allies?

‘You can kill one player in a rubber party secretly. Supporters die together, don't they? Then even if Kore betrays you again, 4: 5, we'll be ahead of Sue. Then it overcame and overpowered, then left only rubber and mars to be used as a tanker, then purged · · · ·'

I know it's too dangerous a plan to commit impulsively. But why should we endure it? A player's adventure is risky.

So if you feel angry, you will never bear it.

* * * * * * *

Pluto demands 1 billion gold per level for the ransom of a prisoner. This is never a price that ordinary players can pay, nor is it an easy price for lords who collect taxes from many players and accumulate wealth.

For that reason, even if someone who disappeared from the dungeon was taken prisoner of Tartaros, he rarely received a ransom. In the end, the release of prisoners became a half-forgotten system.

So Gunwook and Kim Jong-hmm didn't know that the prisoner's ransom facility was in Ulsan until now and only knew it today.

“Er..."

The Death Priest NPC, who was on the table, opened his eyes to Kim Jong-hmm's desire to pay the ransom.

Turning on a dusty laptop, he searched the list of prisoners.

“Kim Jong-hee, Level 4. So I want my release. Four billion gold. Will you pay?”

Kim Jong-hmm manipulated the inventory without saying a word. A gold bar fell in front of him, and the NPC of Death Priest laughed and said,

“All right. It's been three or four years since the prisoners were released. Pluto will be delighted. ”

And over time, Wen's Death Knight NPC brought a woman through the elevator.

[LV.4 Shooter Kim Jong-hee]

I wasn't familiar with Kim Jong-hmm. Kim Jong-hmm broke up with his family too long ago and Kim Jong-hee was not this young.

Still, I tried to tell him.

“You're all grown up. Jung-hee Woo. ”

Kim Jong-hee also didn't recognize Kim Jong-hmm.

“Brother, is that right? ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

Kim Jong-hmm later noticed that he was wearing a mask. I hurriedly took off my clothes and smiled.

An awkward silence passed.

Gunwook said he couldn't get over it.

“Nice to meet you, Jung-hee. ”

Kim Jong-hee looked at Gunwook's chunk and said, Kim Jong-hmm said he saw it.

“Say hello, my friend. ”

Kim Jong-hee said in an energetic voice.

“Oh, yes, hello, your friend is not a normal person. ”

“Yeah, it's huge, right? He looks like a monster, but he's really nice. I went to see Hangyeong a while ago and found his father's body. I can't even see his body, but this guy took care of it. ”

Kim Jong-hee looked at Emperor Gun-wook again, and fell down with her back.

“Thank you so much.

“No, I don't know what to do. ”

With that greeting, Emperor Gunwook panicked. Kim Jong-hee now leaned down at ninety degrees, an example of an excessive greeting to her friend's brother.

‘Cause you feel grace? Or because my level looks like a question mark? ’

I couldn't ask myself. I could only think of the fact that my life was so hard that I would learn to be a martyr in my body.

Gunwook awkwardly retreated and continued his brotherly conversation.

“Did you find me so badly? I'm sorry I'm late. ”

Kim Jong-hee replied.

“Of course, I did find a toothpick, but I didn't think it was going to let me go. Four billion gold is a decade's budget, right? How to replace" · · · · · "

“It's okay. I'm rich. ”

“Did you make it? As a player? ”

“Yes.”

Kim Jong-hee opened her eyes. After a moment of conflict, I pretended to be indifferent and asked.

“What's the level? ”

“160.”

Kim Jong-hee blinked at the moment when she didn't know what to react to. He said after a bit of mooring.

“I heard that 150 is the lord. ”

“That's right. The performance chart is mine. It's cool, isn't it? ”

After the world turned into a game, Kim Jong-hee was not surprised that the performance might belong to one person. I was just surprised that it belonged to my own bloodline.

I couldn't seem to be pure rejoicing in that fact. You showed up too late. In the meantime, my father died miserably, and he became a prisoner after wandering the dungeon with the feeling of dying.

Kim Jong-hee tried to think this situation negatively.

‘The disgusting cinderella story in the fallen courtyard. ’

Nevertheless, there is a whirlwind of rejoicing in the midst. Realizing that he has been released, he realizes that he will be different from his predecessor in the future. In the meantime, even the depression caused during his imprisonment in a heavily indestructible prison will disappear.

Kim Jong-hee began to cry in less than a week, when the fact was shameful.

Kim Jong-hmm didn't fully understand her complex heart, but began to cry with her shoulders hugged. Then I murmured about the elongation.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

The witch was listening to the conversation from behind. I stood next to Gunwook and muttered.

“I'm sorry, asshole. I'm proud of you. ”

Gunwook opened his eyes wide.

“What?”

“Kim Jong-hmm, are you happy that the fantasy of gold is fulfilled? A delusion that if you go out, you will do a lot to your friends or family. You'll do well before you go to school, but usually you just talk about the subject.

”Enough, my dear. “

”You really miss your family, so you're trying to find it, aren't you? I didn't know I was locked up, and I only let people know because I can't pay for it. ”

Gunwook immediately found out why the witch did this.

“Uncle, are you doing this because you don't deserve to spend less time in the dungeon trying to take care of your sister? ”

“By the way, I was worried that I would stop running the dungeon on the pretext of taking care of my brother. ”

“Why is it an excuse to take care of your brother? ”

“So that's an excuse? You've become a Lv.160 and are strong enough to distinguish yourself from the other 150s, so I will pay you well for your hard work. Not long ago, PvP was a dangerous situation, so you don't want to quit? I wish I had an excuse to quit in the yard that I already wanted to quit. ”

“If you want to quit, you have to quit. Why is that?”

In Gunwook's words, the witch shed an eye.

“It's good to think of a friend, so you're going down to the end of the basement without a priest? ”

“If you have to, you have to. Anyway, don't talk nonsense that lacks more empathy. What the hell is Azimay? ”

As the sorcerer, who was deeply insulted, opened his eyes and turned his head.

Kim Jong-hmm was approaching. My eyes were full of tears.

“I'm sorry, but today's hunt

“I'm sorry? Of course I am. Let's go. Come on. ”

That way, the three players and the two supporters took the elevator to Incheon.

Incheon's infinite dungeon entrance is revealed. Dozens of players were turning around.

Almost all of the players in the LV.4 look like "LV." It appears to be '. Kim Jong-hee, who was shriveling without even knowing it, was embarrassed by the players bowing to him.

Of course, it was not obedience to her. The LV.54 shooter shouted.

“Today's adventure was a success, you two! ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

Kim Jong-hmm shook her hand and heard a cheer from behind. Sir Huang Gun Wook, the incarnate of Apollo, gave praise to Kim Jong-hmm.

“Hail Lord Kim Jong-hmm! ”

Kim Jong-hee, who heard the scream, almost smiled unknowingly. He barely sinks his mouth and asks.

“Are you the Lord of Death? ”

“Yeah. Good to be dead. ”

Gunwook smiled and listened to the conversation. Whatever decision Kim made after Jeong Hm, reunion with the family was very good.

Ends