My Dad Is Too Strong

The central part, of which, Simgye, is a collection of people with enormous powers.

The criminal was a dangerous area where he could not dare to look, and the inhabitants living there possessed such a powerful force that they could not compare to most hunters on Earth.

At one time, Do-jun used to clean up the things that came up from such a heart, but recently, he had never really stepped forward. Either way, it was good for Dojun. I don't know the exact reason, but it's like less trouble.

However, sometimes there is an S-class rift called a "disaster" among citizens, but it was fully handled by an operational team of S-level hunters under the Hunter Management Bureau, so there was nothing to pay particular attention to.

Sarak.

Do-jun relaxedly listened to the newspaper.

There is a saying, talent donation.

It's a kind of volunteer concept, referring to the act of giving one's talent to others. Anyway, surprisingly, the residents of Simgye were enjoying the benefits of 'talent donation' by someone, who was Kiriel.

Every Wednesday, Kiriel packed up a Korean-language book for children and headed to Simgye.

It was a great pleasure to deliver the learning of Hangul to the ignorant people of the world. Kieriel was feeling a great deal of pride by giving his knowledge generously to the people.

"Ah......."

Simgye, Yeongryunsan.

After returning from training in a rare cave, Wi Joong-ki realized that today was Wednesday only after finding a placard called "Kiriel's Hangul Classroom" hanging in the front yard of a thatched cottage. Wi Joong-ki thought today would be even more crowded with residents.

***

It started with a minority.

However, as rumors spread, Yeongryunsan Mountain was crowded with residents who came to learn Hangul. The class, which started with consonants and vowels at first, was now moving on to the real world.

Kiriel, who is well aware of why the residents of Simgye are learning Hangul.

[I respect you.]

[Please let it slide for once.]

[Save me, I'll do anything.]]

"......."

While looking at today's curriculum, the Wei Zhonggi stole his nose.

Look at Kiriel preparing for class. a bewildered face

"Kiriel."

"Yes."

"What is this?"

"It's a class."

"No, I know that, but...…."

Class content full of 'real' terms.

The crane decided not to throw up any more.

Well, I thought it might be better for the residents.

[Please give it back.]

Looking at the last sentence, the Wei Zhonggi shook his head with a limp.

Basically, the residents of Simgye have high self-esteem.

I was thinking that the universe was rotating on its axis at the center, and there was actually such a part. Therefore, other layers or planets in the central part of the world tended to judge that they were all at their feet.'

Ssasak!

In particular, there are residents who write down the contents of the class hard.

Will they miss anything that Kiriel says, those who do not let go of their concentration?

They used to be "lankers" who used their strength even in the world of hearts. They listed their names on the official ranking board were usually ranked below when compared to Kiriel.

'I want to go to Earth.’

Model students who are united in one mind.

Some of them were extortionists.

After a while, lunchtime came.

***

Whisper!

Model students who spend their own money and money on earth's food.

They were trying hard not to miss the once-a-week learning opportunity. As if it were a high school senior in Korea, his eyes were still in the textbook while he was eating.

"Whoo......."

A model student who was drinking ramen soup sighed.

"Shall we just give up?”

"Estel! What are you talking about now! Come on, we can do it!"

"Yes, there are things I've learned so far. Let's cheer up a little bit, just like Rubber Nine said."

Estelle was a extortionist called a brain agent.

He was such a strong man that he reigned as the ruler of the Southern Kurost as a 59th-ranked ranker in the world of mind unity. Originally, he planned to go up to the earth to investigate the cause after the hijacker's hourglass stopped, but he had been temporarily suspended due to bad rumors coming from all over the world, but he had applied for Kiriel's Korean class.

"...No, do we really need to get to Earth?"

"Why are you suddenly talking so weak? Unreasonable."

"Chaos and boobs...King Yeom, the strongest of us, went up to Earth and was humiliated. Can I hold it?”

"Well, that's why Kiriel is teaching Korean by himself!"

For the rankers of the mind, it was frightening to climb up to earth.

He had no choice but to do so because most of the rankers who had gone up to earth so far had to die. Some of them survived, but only a few survived.

"Come on, let's go over it. Follow me. Please let it go just once."

"Just give me a break."

"That's right!"

Hearing their conversation for a while while serving food, Wi Joong-ki was dumbfounded and laughed in vainly. They were having a terrible illusion. It was to think that just getting to the earth would be a major catastrophe. In fact, it was clear that Dojun and Overload and the King of Spirits would not attack first unless they caused problems.

But it could also be a disrespectful act for Do-joon if they hit the Earth without any hesitation. Wi Joong-ki decided to give some advice because he felt a little compassion for some of the rankers who were reviewing while he was eating with his head wrapped up.

Thick.

They approach the flat surface they are sitting on and sit on.

The rankers' eyes turned to the crane.

"Is learning Korean to visit Earth?"

"...Ah, yes."

"What business on earth?"

Each of the rankers began to reason.

The reasons varied. In Estelle's case, it was to investigate the cause of the hourglass's stop, and most of them besides Rubber Nine said it was just because of curiosity about the Earth. Hearing the reason, the heavy man answered, touching his chin.

"I see. I think it's 'permission' that matters anyway. I'll have to get the landlord's permission first to enter another's house. It's a big discourtesy to visit without noticelessly. I mean, if you want to visit Earth, you're going to...No, you'd better tell the king of the earth first."

The rankers looked at each other.

The words of the Wei Zhonggi had a point, but even if I wanted to tell you, there was no way to do it.

"......how can I tell you?"

When Luvernain asked, the crane went into the house for a while.

There was a white letter paper and an envelope in his hand.

"What is this?”

"It's a letter."

"Oh! There's a letter on Earth, too. There was a letter in the continent where I used to live. By the way, how can I give this letter to the king..."

"I'll deliver it."

"Wow! I'd really appreciate it if you could!"

The rankers were in harmony.

If you refuse, you don't have to go. If you get permission, you can go up to the earth with ease.

I'm done with my afternoon classes.

Kiriel took off the placard he had hung between the trees. He was smiling with pride because he thought he had donated his talent to others today. He rolled up the placard and put it in his pocket, thinking that he should slowly go up to earth.

"Are you done?"

"Yes. This body gave the best lesson today. You should have seen the smart eyes of the classmate....... I'm afraid you didn't see it because you were serving. For your information, this body is a graduate of a senior class in the Korean language class. You know that, don't you?"

"Yes. I think I've heard it five times already."

"Hoot. Oh, but I think you were doing something with Estelle and Rubber Nine."

"I was helping you write a letter.

"Letter?"

"He said he wanted to go up on Earth, so I asked the Heavenly Horse to write it for his consent. I've also been a little bit of a fix on the content."

"I see."

The Wei Zhonggi put five bottles of bamboo leaves, which had been aged for decades, and the letter he had written earlier, into an artifact pocket, and handed it over to Kiriel.

"It's Jukyeopcheong. Please deliver it to the Heavenly Horse."

"Yes. I see."

"Don't forget the letter and make sure it's delivered.”

***

Dojun knew that Kieriel went down to the heartland every Wednesday for "talent donation." In fact, it was a little funny to put the word talent on the Korean language level at the senior level of elementary school, but now I thought so. In a way, the residents of Simgye do not know a single word of Hangeul, so it would not be wrong to use the term talent donation only for teaching them.

"Thank you."

He thanked Kiriel for bringing bamboo leaves on behalf of Wei Zhonggi.

It was said that bamboo leaves would be completed if aged one more week, but only seven days later, I received bamboo leaves. He was in a critical condition where he took care of him even if he didn't ask for a favor.

"Oh, and I asked them to give you this."

Receive a white envelope.

This was a letter. Six names were written on the sender's compartment.

Estelle, Rubenine, and Luric respectively, and the recipient's column listed him as the king of the earth. a little sloppy handwriting It's crooked.

These were psychic rankers.

I must have learned Hangul from Kiriel and wrote a letter.

Dojun tore open the envelope and took out the letter paper.

[First of all, I apologize for sending this letter out of the blue.]

[I know it's rude, but we, who have never met before, have taken the liberty of writing a line to ask the king a favor. To introduce ourselves first...….]

[......so, I dare to visit Earth. I will never forget your kindness for the rest of my life if you allow me to. I would like to thank you again in person.

I wish you peace at all times, I will cut it short.]

"......."

Frankly speaking, I was surprised.

The handwriting was no different from elementary school students, but the content was so faithful that adults believed it was written.

Dojun looked at Kiriel. Kieriel was the only one who taught Hangeul to the residents of Simgye.

"What's wrong?"

"......."

Dojun recalled the letter of apology submitted by Kiriel last week.

Regardless of the handwriting, a letter of apology that anyone would think was written by an elementary school student.

Contrast Kiriel's letter of apology with letters written by the rankers of Shimgye.

Dojun shook his head soon.

"No, nothing."

It seemed that Kiriel had an excellent aptitude for teaching someone.

Indeed, it was a talent donation.