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It was the Horun to press harshly with words, but Lee Jung-yeop's side was much more relaxed.

Three years ago, Lee's position was lower than that of Horun, but things were different now.

In Belong City, where the masters who are in the first hands of all levels gather, he is one of the top ten players.

That was the current location of Lee Jung-yeop.

Horun was no match for him to push.

Lee Jung-yeop approached Horun with a twirling face.

"Tell the Order of War one more time."

Horun frowned at Lee Jung-yeop's whispering.

A rebuttal came out immediately.

"What's the trick?”

"It's not a piece of shit. I'm just trying to help you a little because I feel bad for your friends.”

"The dog of love flutters well."

"Oh, dog. There's definitely a good job as an elder."

"Are you going to keep playing with words? What are you trying to encourage me for?”

"Huh, encouraging. I stepped out for two juniors I personally care about, and now I'm so sold out."

Lee Jung-yeop's smile deepened. The thin open eyes watched the Horun like a snake.

said Horun, sweating in the gaze.

Say your purpose. If you're trying to trap them, it's unacceptable."

After finishing his words, Horun put his staff ahead.

It was reported that he would not yield to any coercion or threat.

Lee Jung-yeop glared at Horun with fierce eyes.

One minute to let their gaze collide in the air.

Lee Jung-yeop took a step back with his hands above his shoulders.

"You're about to kill people with your eyes. People have strange stereotypes about me.”

Lee Jung-yeop, who grumbled, "I see him as a back-stabbing guy with a smile," said with a serious look.

"You must have misunderstood me for joking, but I mean what I said. The situation in the war denomination has changed. Maybe now I'll accept them regardless of where they come from."

"I haven't heard anything about him.”

"You don't think you're more informative than I am?"

Surely, there was a wide gap in information between Horun, who did not belong to any faction, and Lee Jung-yeop, who holds a high position in political affairs.

For Horun, who is deeply troubled, Lee Jung-yeop added a lengthy explanation.

"What I said is true, by the way. At this point, the Church of the War wouldn't mind you two. This is the only way to avoid pressure. If you have something that's bothering you, you can look into it carefully. I didn't do anything. Oh, and you'd better hide my name when you explain it. For me, for the two."

As soon as the horse was finished, Lee Jung-yeop disappeared without a trace.

Horun looked surprised at the ghostly movement worthy of the black guest's prestige.

But quickly convinced, he pondered what Lee Jung-yeop had left behind.

For quite a long time, Horun stood nailed to the spot without moving.

*

"."··· 추천, therefore, I recommend you join the Church of War."

"I'm all for it!"

As soon as Horun's words were over, Jake expressed his approval.

The Vulcan didn't know anything, so he just stayed still.

However, it was different from the book was different. A loud sound came out as if there was a loudspeaker in his body.

"No!"

"Why again!"

"There is no vessel in Belong City but six zones to reap me!"

"Oh, man! If it weren't for the top, I'd have!"

Jake tapped his chest as he watched the stubborn soliloquy.

Vulcan asked Horun a question with a calm face.

"If it's a war denomination, it's where Powell's from, right? You said Horun was from Powell, so you're a part of that?”

"No. Not really."

Horun, who took a moment to pause, continued.

"I personally have God Powell in my service, but they're not a proper denomination. It's just an interest group. I didn't sign up because I didn't like it. But, rather, they won't have much resistance to accepting them."

They don't ask for doctrines or verify ideas.

Horun's explanation followed.

"I don't belong to any of them, but I can recommend them because they have ties with the church members. I think this is the best thing. The only way to get out of the influence of love is to belong to an equivalent organization. It's up to you to judge."

Vulcan shifted his gaze from Horun to Jake. Jake said aloud before the Vulcan even asked.

"Of course! We have to go! If you don't go there, you'll have to check your neck every time you get out of the gate!”

"Is joining there definitely a safety benefit?”

"Oh, of course! It's not like I'm escorting you, but I'm not going to touch you easily unless you're going to go to war. I assure you. The problem is, it's a little hard to join there,····."."."

Jake, who glanced at the whistle, continued.

"Horun's got connections, so it's gonna work out. Hurry up and say thank you."

"Hung, I haven't said I'm going in there yet,··."···."

"The death penalty."

Vulcan got up from the sofa and approached Dokgofu.

Vulcan, who clasped his hand, said with a serious look.

"제발······ 제발 좀 편하게 좀 갑시다. Let's go in there and train ourselves."

"···흠흠흠흠흠."

"You can't just knock them all down later because they're super-high and transcendent. Let's take a look at my situation this time, and let's just do as Mr. Horun says."

said Vulcan, gritted his teeth.

"Please."

" "··흠흠흠흠. Hmm. Well, if a priest says so."

I've never seen such a desperate figure since I first met Vulcan. Seeing such a priest, the soliloquist gave way to his opinion.

The Vulcan turned to the Horun. Vulcan, who returned with a fresh look, thanked Horun.

"Thank you for taking care of me when it's none of your business."

"No. I was sorry to think that my excessive application for the Daeryeon was butterfly-like. I'd be glad if you could help me like this.”

"Yes, that's a big help."

Vulcan was sincerely thanking Horun.

If it wasn't for him, he would have had to live in extreme tension until the chastity-painting anger was lifted.

I'm pretty sure you didn't even level up.

It would have been all about picking up and eating one or two monsters near the gate.

'지긋지긋한 단체들······ 정치 싸움······ 그놈의 체면······ 지겹다 진짜. It's no different than where people live.'

Vulcan, who has also been involved in disputes with a small and medium-sized country on the Rubelian continent, has lost its arrogance in Belong City.

The thought of getting strong quickly and leaving here filled my mind.

The Vulcan shook his head vigorously to blow away the complexities in his head.

“······.”

Horun watching the scene quietly.

Except during the battle, he was mostly expressionless, but his expression looked especially hard today.

'Will it be all right?'

Horun's troubles deepened.

It is true that there is someone in the war denomination who knows.

But when he first asked for a favor, he was rejected.

It was a definite refusal, leaving no room.

So he was almost resigned, and after Lee Jung-yeop came to him, the situation turned around like a lie.

'I didn't find anything strange, but...'

Lee Jung-yeop, a black customer who can't understand his intentions.

His presence was making Horun feel uncomfortable.

After a quick glance at the Vulcan, Dokgo, and Jake, he greeted lightly and left Jake's house.

My head was still full of Lee Jung-yeop, but there was no way to solve it.

"······대련이나 할까."

Horun moved his steps to the place where Seohwi and Ultoru might be.

Things that are already out of their hands.

I can only hope they get through it well.

*

The temple of the war denomination was a large dome-shaped structure like the Pantheon in Rome.

Located between the square, double-decker buildings that look like matchboxes, the huge temple seemed to show the status of the church in Belong City.

However, it did not impress the Bulkan or Dokgofu.

In the first place, Dokgofu was full of bravado who thought there was nothing great but himself, and in the case of Vulcan, he couldn't afford to be surprised because his head was complicated by disputes with Jeongsa-maryeon.

Their calm attitude seemed to have made some of the war denominations uncomfortable, but it didn't bother them much.

There was something else Vulcan cared about.

'It's definitely over the top.’

a super-peak by Asgard's standards

An absolute power known to be able to guarantee more than 80 to 90 percent victory even against Sarantis right now.

He has been second in the Golden Rankings for hundreds of years after Hogyeong, the King of Swords.

'The leader of the war denomination, King Touwang Belon.'

Jake commented that he was bold and easy-going, but he was able to tell his own differences.

But it wasn't his personality that Vulcan really wondered about.

'What level will he be?'

Curiosity gradually quickened the pace of Vulcan.

Vulcan and Dokgofu reached Belon across the wide temple.

I could see Geohan sitting in a comfortable position on a huge chair, which was splendidly decorated.

A white-skinned man, clad in flame-red bottoms with his upper body exposed.

Most people from Powell have a big physique.’

Vulcan scanned the level of Belon, thinking out of the question.

[Belon the Supernova of the Thouang]

[533Lv]

"You're fearless."

The whole temple rang, even though it sounded small.

King Touwang Belon, who showed off his powerful low-pitched voice, raised his hand to point to the Vulcan.

"You."

"What?"

"Did you just check my level?"

Vulcan was embarrassed for a moment but said the truth.

It would be no good to tell a lie.

"Yes, it is."

"You're bold, you're bold. Other players can't even make eye contact with me. Up to the proud shoulder, with a stiff raised head. That's the spirit of being number one on the rookie list."

"Thank you."

At first I thought he was scolding me, but his tone was favorable.

Vulcan, who was wondering if he should act servilely, decided to just go with his personality.

"May I call you the Lord? I have a question."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a teacher or a Tuwang. What's the question?"

"I understand 99 percent of the church members are from Powell. I want to know why you took the death penalty for me, a former player, and even a member of the club."

"Well, that's not a big deal."

Belon, who took a sip of blood-red wine, said casually.

"God Powell is the god of war. I like the guys who are crazy about fighting."

Belon, who pointed his finger at the bulkan and the Dokgofu, continued.

"If you like to fight like you, and you don't accept the membership of strong men, there's no reason for a denomination."

"For that matter, there are too few players, too few people."

"They're not coming in, and I can't get them myself. No wonder. Especially for players, all but Uruo were below the standard. If you're talented, you're welcome, players or foresters.”

"Is that really all?"

"Of course not."

The Vulcan's eyes trembled slightly. The Dokgofu looked at Belon with a look of what this was saying.

said Belon, who smiled at the two.

"I can't bear the burden with my bare mouth when everyone knows that you've caused the anger of the Jeongsaemulist. Hey, is that the Vulcan? You've come here to make sure you're safe using the denomination, right?"

"It's true."

"Yes, it's good to be honest.”

Belon, who emptied the bottle completely, threw the bottle to the back. The bottle broke with a crunch.

He continued.

"There are quite a few of those who join here who come here because they can't handle their grudges alone like you. Most of the time, I accept it without much questioning. But I'm not a political leader, and I've never seen anyone who has had a bad relationship with a political leader and has the nerve to crawl in. Actually, I was just going to ignore it, but it looked pretty useful. About you guys.”

"To say that it looks useful, ·."."···.""

"Yes."

said Belon, smiling at both.

"Instead of joining the church, there's something you should do for me."