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The residence of Jeongsa Marineism, one of the two largest buildings in Belong City.

Looking at the fish in the pond, a middle-aged man carrying his backpacks opened his mouth.

"Light light."

Ho Guang was silent.

It wasn't like an immature son who rebelled against his father. I just couldn't speak out of fear.

"Light light."

"······끕, 예."

Hogwang, who stammered because of his nervousness, said in a dry voice, "Hogyeong, the Jeongsaemaryeonju."

"I cared so much for you. Ever since I was in the summer."

"네·네네네네네"

It wasn't the usual tone of Ho-kyung, who was always kind to herself. The glowing body trembled. Regardless of whether he did so or not, the political leader slowly continued what he had to say.

"Your brothers back then were so shameful. Even though I was born with my blood, I had a terrible quality for nothing. I didn't know what to say when I heard the sound of the dog under the tiger. It's a pity."

At that time, Ho Kwang's brothers showed a growth that was not far behind other members of the clan, but that was the only one.

mediocre talents, totally unconvincing to the standards of good fortune

"On the other hand you were different. I couldn't even see what to compare in the summer, and I didn't let myself down when I got here. I trained harder and harder than anyone else and reached its peak at such a fast pace that I could even hear the sound of writing in Belong City. To the point where I admit it, even if it's not my son."

“······.”

"As much as I acknowledge and care for you, I have not put any limits on what you do. be arrogant, too much to believe in the power of one's authority There was a lot of talk, but I didn't care. Because you were a top-notch prosecutor. It's also a young age less than 150 years old. I had the right to be arrogant, and I had the belief that if I shone my name, there would be no disgrace."

Ho-kyung, who spoke so far, remained silent for a while.

Sweat poured down from the whole body of the halo under more pressure than with dozens of high-profile figures in front.

It was less than a minute, but for Ho Guang, it felt as long as a year.

Soon Ho-kyung's mouth opened.

"I wasn't defeated by a confrontation, I was hit in the back of my head."

"He그·· 그것이 그것이 그것이 그것이 그것이 그것이!”

The halo tried to say something in the spirit of the political spirit that was rising so strongly that it could not be seen.

When I looked at his face, which was twisted like the hideous scrotum of Ho-kyung, I could see for sure that no excuse would work.

gulp

The whole body of the hokwang, which swallowed dry saliva, trembled like an aspen tree.

The image of an absolute master, not an ordinary father, but a master of Belong City.

All I could do was to look guilty, hoping for forgiveness.

"······가 보거라."

"Father."

"Go. Come back after five years of closed training in the southern mountains. Tell the General to get ready and leave right away."

"···예예예, yes, I understand."

Hogwang, his son who disappears with a quiet step, fell into deep thought.

'I was humiliated by newcomers less than five years ago.’

There was a slight frown between the eyes of Ho-kyung.

Not because he was his own son, Ho Guang had a tremendous talent that was incomparable to anyone in Belong City.

Since even he has reached the peak of 150 years in less than a hundred years, no one but the six zones would argue that he is the best talent.

So his son was defeated by the naughty boys who managed to make it to the Rookie Ranking?

You can't believe it yourself, and it's something that you wouldn't have imagined for the light of day.

'Is that a nattypical. The prospective graduates,····.'.'.'

An area not allowed even for geniuses.

The devilish pace of growth that reaches Act 2 with just a few leaps like a giant's steps, not slowly climbing thousands of stairs with hundreds of years of effort.

The owner of a talent sometimes appears in Belong City, as if the species itself were different, making it difficult for the bowl of Act 1 to hold.

The residents of Belong City called them prospective graduates, who were certain to leave Act 1.

And by the circumstances so far, it is evident that Vulcan and Dokgofu are prospective graduates.

For Ho-kwang, who had never met such an irrational being, it was just a bad luck, and it was a situation where he made a mistake.

Hogyeong, Jeongsa Marineonju, also did not give a big scolding to know the truth.

However, he only vented his anger because there was no way to restore his fallen prestige.

'The sooner you handle it, the better, but the better way is not to buy grudges, ·.'.'.'.'.'.'

People who won't stay here long in the first place.

If he hastily tried to remove the sprout as a threat to himself, but he could quickly transform himself into an invincible master that could not be seen in Act 1.

They're getting better just by looking at the fallen leaves.

The best way is to send it up without touching it at all.

'But there's already a bad relationship.’

In order to build a fallen prestige, we must bring them to justice.

However, I keep thinking about the possibility of awakening that there could be even one.

This was the reason for the deepening concerns of political sentiment.

At that time, from behind came a voice awakening the thoughts of Ho-kyung.

"Lord, it's Lee Jung-yeop."

"Oh, this elder."

asked Ho-kyung, who greeted Lee Jung-yeop with a nod, in a low voice.

"Yes, how's your preparations for the proxy war going?"

"Yes, no problem."

"Yes, at least you won't be humiliated."

Ho-kyung smiled lightly, looking at Lee Jung-yeop, who looked trustworthy.

A year ago, he had a proxy war over a dispute with Belon.

The result was a landslide victory for Jeongsa Marine, who sent Lee Jung-yeop to the match.

He did not make his name on the Golden Ranking because it was before the rise of the land through enlightenment was known, but he was Lee Jung-yeop, who had been one of the top ten in ability.

And again, Jeong Sa-mae-ryeon's side was planning to send out the new masters they had hidden.

'It's above the halo, so you can't go against anyone outside the ranks.’

My headache felt a little thin.

Lee Jung-yeop said cautiously to Ho-kyung, who was smiling with satisfaction.

"I have one more thing to tell you, ·······."

"What is it?"

"The news is that the Bulkan and Dokgofu, who had an unsavory incident with Soju, joined the Church of the War."

"Hmm, ···, ···. Copy that. I'll leave you alone."

"Yes."

Leaving behind Lee Jung-yeop, who quickly disappeared as if he had not existed from the beginning, Ho-kyung fell into thought.

'The capital of the day, ······.''

Previously, a very funny situation would have been created if Jeongsa-ryun left the Vulcan and Dokgo-hoo alone. This is because a group called Jeongsa-maryeon can be seen as intimidating individuals.

If time goes by without it, the face of self and love will fall to the ground.

But if they become part of the war denomination, it becomes a group-to-group interest, not an individual.

It would be understandable if the government takes a step back without taking extreme measures.

I'll be fine if I send someone to get a proper apology later.’

It was a pleasure to entangle such monsters and make things big.

If nothing more disgraceful happens, I'll overlook this line.

Of course, if another similar thing happens,·······.

"Possibility, I'll kill you."

Perfume

With the mighty energy of Ho-kyung, the rocks nearby were crushed like cookies.

*

Time passed, and the day of the proxy war dawned.

A coalition of political factions, sects and witches from Murim and a war denomination that upholds the Powell God.

The interest in the fight was enormous because it represented the two largest forces in Belong City.

But the number of people watching wasn't very large.

This is because the two factions put restrictions on the proxy war because they feared it would interfere with the proxy war if all the people gathered.

At least above the peak.

Nevertheless, nearly 300 people remained in place, hoping for a showdown to take place shortly after.

And

The most brilliant of them.

Hogyeong, the sword king of Jeongsa Marineonju, and Belon, the leader of the war denomination, arrived.

The audience quieted down when they saw the two who appeared at the same time as if they had made a promise. More than two-thirds belonged to two groups, and it was natural for the rest of them to be as careful as they could not ignore their influence.

Silence that only the sound of wind blowing intermittently.

It was Tuwang Belon who broke it first.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you like this.”

"Yes, it's been a year or so since this elder won?”

"How old are you in the field?"

"Those who get caught get caught even if they're a year old. I thought you would, too, wouldn't you?"

Belon smiled leisurely at Ho-kyung's words.

"Haha, you're a good talker. Are you confident? Is there another Lee Jung-yup?"

"There are plenty of people to use, if not at this elder level. The love affair is devoted to supporting the talented."

'You've got someone else ready.’

Belon smiled bitterly at Ho-kyung's confident way of speaking.

Judging from the appearance, if he had sent the person he originally thought of to the proxy war, he wouldn't have seen a good thing this time.

'But it's your turn to be surprised.’

Watching the training scene of Vulcan for a month, Belon was convinced.

If you're not in the top 10 of the Golden Ranking, including yourself, there's no one to beat that blue rookie.

I didn't see the scene of him pouring all his energy, but I could feel it.

That guy was a monster.

A prospective graduate who is certain to go up to Act 2 within 10 years or return to his hometown.

'Maybe we'll be back on the line.’

It doesn't matter anyway.

Vulcan will bring victory to himself, and maintain good relations with him until he leaves here. It's certain, considering the reaction he showed when he said it would provide a safe hunting ground.

Belon, feeling better, said Hogyeong.

"If you're so confident, shall we start right away?”

"Really? All right. Let me introduce myself first."

When Ho-kyung made a sound with her finger, a man with a long spear walked slowly out of the Jeongsa-maryeon side.

Dae-jeon started the competition with a cool, subdued look.

The general audience groaned low at the sight of his subtle air.

"This is great."

"Isn't the Daejun chosen by people outside the rankings? It looks like the bottom of the Golden Ranking is worth it."

"I don't know exactly, but it must be hard for the Church. With a player, we can measure the exact location.

an all-high-profile audience

Hogyeong, Jeongsa Marineonju, who was listening quietly to their response, advised Belon, with her mouth naturally rising.

"Come on, our great warrior is waiting. Why don't you go ahead and introduce a hidden warrior?"

"I was going to do that anyway."

a smiling bellon

Seeing his expression, Ho-kyung felt anxiety rising in her heart.

'What's with that composure?'

Belon must have figured out his greatness.

Are you pretending to be relaxed?

It didn't look like that.

It is a face we have met for hundreds of years.

It's enough to figure out whether that expression is real or not.

"No way, they had a master they secretly raised. No, I would have sent him out last year if I had. What the hell?' 도대체·.'.'.'.'.'

Ho-kyung, who was agonizing deeply over the wrinkles on her forehead, looked mesmerized for a while when she saw a great warrior on the side of the war denomination.

a hazy impression of black hair

a young face likely to be less than thirty degrees

Swinging a sword with a flashlight all over his body.

'Bulcan! Why did you join the War Church?'

Was it not to avoid yourself, but to mock?

Addeuk

Jeongsa Marineonju and King of Sword's Ho-gyeong gnawed their teeth as if they were going to break.