My Dad Is Too Strong

It has been over a month since Jukyeopcheong was completed.

Jukyeopcheong, which has a bitter and sweet taste, was one of the most popular alcoholic beverages in the country. It is common to give up meat pancakes and quit school in a guest cup and buy bamboo leaves with the money to eat noodles and dumplings, which are cheap dishes.

Jukyeopcheong was enjoyed by various classes, ranging from peasants to small Confucius of the Greater Munpa.

That, too, was the owner of the Chunma Divine.

Kkurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The crane, which was about to take out bamboo leaves, paused for a moment.

From far away, unusual energy accompanied by thunder and lightning comes.

Not one, but many. The eye of the critical mass narrows thinly.

'... ..Raum.'

Raum (Laum.

First Corps Commander of the Devil King Baal.

I've only seen him once in my life.

It had to be firmly remembered in the minds of the critical period.

the master of flesh and blood The man who competed with the transcendental left Murmou at a good angle.

"The Baal is looking for you."

Raum's words out of his mouth gave the critical mass a considerable shock.

Just the fact that Baal's commander came to visit him, he was in a crisis where he was thinking about what he was up to.

When Baal says he's calling, he gets white as if he was hit on the head with a hammer.

"Why the hell are you looking for me?"

"It must be good news for you, so you'd better follow suit."

There is no other option.

If you refuse the offer, Raum will surely try to drag you away.

The chance of beating Raum in the fight was near zero. The commander's power, which was aimed at Murmu and Ho Gak, was simply immense, and there were demons belonging to the First Corps under his command.

Kkurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Black clouds flashed.

Lightning strikes in the yard of the house in the critical period.

Heheheheh!

A horse whose electric current flows through its whole body.

Raum climbed onto the ground with a real Cheonreuma.

And Raum said, tapping on the empty saddle.

"타라."

***

그 날은 비가 추적추적 내리는 날이었다.

토요일 아침. 도준은 베란다 창문을 투둑하고 때리는 빗줄기를 바라보았다.

벌써 며칠 째 계속되는 가을 장마. 그득하게 쌓여있는 빨랫감. 베란다에 놓여있던 건조기는 거실로 옮겨졌고, 높은 습도 속에서 빨래는 잘 마르지 않고 있었다.

도준은 대형마트에 가서 건조기를 하나 사올까 생각하며 다시 자리에 앉았다.

촤악.

Look at the front page of the morning paper.

[Behimos, 3rd floor attack in the center, 8th day Hidden Piece...]….]

As Hunter Management Director Jung Young-chul hoped, the attack on the center was continuing.

As a result, Chung's global presence, including in Korea, has grown day by day.

Officer! As the rainy season continues, the daily temperature range is widening. Be careful not to catch a cold and always take care of your health. Also, if you need anything, please let me know at your convenience 24 hours a day.

A single letter received on Dojun's smartphone.

Jung Young-chul was sending this kind of text message to Do-jun once a day.

Who knows that when the president, the head of a country, is wary of the managing director of Hunter, the managing director of Hunter is very, very committed to not offend Do-joon?

"Ha Neh Rae Gu Meng is crooked."

A star that glides to the window of the veranda and looks outside.

As rain continued to fall in recent days, Byul stayed home all day.

According to the weather forecast by the Korea Meteorological Administration, the heavy rains are expected to continue until next week. Byul shook her fat chick purse because she hadn't been to the supermarket for a week.

"Money is so much money, so is Moon Jae."

Do-jun smiled because he was so cute.

Byul's allowance entry, which receives pocket money every time she does a good job, only increased her income, and at this point, I am worried about whether it is difficult to deal with.

"Is it raining two times?"

"I think so?"

"The rice ree didn't rain what u cotton joe ket eyes...…."

"Why?"

"If it rains, can't you go?"

"We can go outside even if it rains."

as if one could not believe what he said

Byul turns her head toward Dojun and looks up.

Dojun grinned and opened the closet of his home room to take out the star's raincoat in the corner box.

"Bam Lee, are you done? Two?"

"Then."

"A bunch of mamma, a bunch of bemills, right?"

Seol Yoon-hee said she would like Byul to stay at home on a rainy day because she was afraid she would fall outside and get hurt, but she seems to be worried about it. In fact, Byul, a mythical species, was strong enough to match the power of a dragon, but she didn't know that.

"Well. I'll keep it a secret. What are you going to do?"

Byul is smiling brightly.

I bring and show what I've been dragging in my notebook.

Dojun took the note and read the crooked writing on the second page.

An entry starting with Arabic numerals No. 1 under a large letter that reads 'Open Cipher'.

"Go away all the work."

"Yes."

"That's all, um, and a choco bread."

"I see."

"Oh, no. Cheers, mmm, bung, bung, bung. What's that? Why, myeon, Cho, Ko, is a pear-bellied le nigan."

Do-jun laughed.

"I'll play with the old Ram Zee, Joe Ya."

"Sure."

"Apba's got a kid's house?"

Dojun shook his head.

"He's going to buy a dryer."

"Geon Joe Dae? What's that dog?"

"Make my clothes dry."

"Hot! Sing Ki Ha Da!"

Byul, who was handed over the Gaehaekseo.

I stared at it and put it in a drawer on the shelf that was holding the TV.

"Two rice ri do ta la ga?"

Dojun grinned.

"Then."

***

Simgye, Solomon's altar.

It was where I reached by riding a thunderbolt.

And now, the Wei Zhongki was having a private meeting with Baal, the Devil King.

One of the two closest kings of the world. The critical mass was now in a state of an onslaught.

As long as Baal is determined, the crane will fall like a candle in the wind.

However, there was no sign of Baal in the name of a single meeting.

Solomon's altar. A castle that can only be occupied by the highest of Solomon's demons.

The throne was empty, but I could feel Baal sitting on that throne.

Why aren't you saying anything?'

Around the time you thought you said you had something to say.

Baal's mouth opened. I'm sure it's 100 meters away from the throne where Baal will sit.

As if speaking from the side. It sounded clear, intelligent.

I've never seen you since the Great War.

a great war

the kings' war over the supremacy of the world

The 72 demons of Solomon, the transcendental seat, and those who were called kings everywhere.

They had fought only for one seat, the king.

How can I not know?

".........."

I'd like to make you a suggestion. This is only your choice, and I won't kill you even if you don't accept my offer.

The crane looked at a sword worn on his waist.

There's no chance of winning, but in the future. The crane he was thinking of fighting Baal.

He gulped down Baal's words that he would not kill him. His life is now.

For he knew so well that he was in the clutches of Baal.

Third Army Commander, Camatra is dead. You know that, too you know that.

The crane nodded.

Camatra went up to the earth.

I was killed by someone.

The position is currently vacant.

".........."

난 그 자리를 너에게 주고 싶다.

제3군단장이 죽었다는 말에.

사실, 위중기는 바알이 무슨 말을 할 지 어느정도 추측을 할 수 있었지만.

막상 실제로, 자신의 추측이 들어 맞으니 손바닥에 땀이 축축하게 젖어들어갔다.

네 놈이 소문대로 현명한 놈이라면, 누구 편에 서야할지 알겠지.

위중기를 바라보는 바알의 눈이 차갑게 가라앉았다.

대전쟁 이후, 오버로드를 포함한 용족은 수 천년 동안 모습을 감추었다. 정령왕도 마찬가지. When the Earth's erosion is over and the Great War begins again...….

Who will take the throne?

The question calmed down the critical period.

If he were himself a year ago, would he have accepted this offer?

"Under the heavens, there is only one person I serve."

No, I'm sure he would have refused.

It doesn't matter if you die here. The respect and pride for him was already so high that he could die. From the Treasure Goblin Company. when he appeared before his own eyes again He couldn't hide his excitement like a child who had acquired the world.

It sounds like you already have an owner....... Are you talking about Impelheim? Yeah, I see. You saw the possibility in him.

The crane gave no answer.

I don't even mention it.

Dojun wasn't very interested in Simgye's work.

From the time he was in the Chunma Divine Church, just as he was indifferent to the world's affairs.

Are you confident that you won't regret it? I'm giving you a chance.

"I..."

The crane opened its mouth.

***

Shoot him!

Heavy rain is pouring down like a hole in the sky.

However, Seol Yoon-hee felt really good. The sun didn't rise well, so I was rolling the laundry that I couldn't turn for several days, and I put the laundry out of the washing machine into the dryer.

"Go, go, go, go."

"Byul is amazing, too?"

"Let's go, Po Song Ha! You're losing your liver!"

Seol Yoon-hee and Byul who see the laundry spinning around in the dryer.

Their eyes were shining like children who had never seen a toy before.

Dojun smiled and read the dryer's instructions again.

It's a piece of cake!

For a moment, a crack occurred on the road outside.

Dojun could see that it was a dimensional door made through , not a common crack.

Shoot!

In the site of Changshin Villa.

Two men sit face to face in an antique-looking pavilion.

There was a small statue of a teacher between the two, and there were three steaming pajeon dishes on the table.

"This is..."

"It's pajeon."

"Pajeon?"

"In Korea, we eat this on rainy days."

"......aha."

At Dojun's reply, the Wei Zhonggi nodded.

Dojun poured the bamboo leaf syrup brought by the Wei Zhonggi into a glass of liquor.

The heavy machine was carefully received with both hands, and was courteous.

Shoot!

the Heavenly Horse Divine

Occasionally, I remember the time when Do-jun and the two emptied bamboo leaves.

On a rainy day. I remember drinking a bottle or two of bamboo leaves with meat dumplings as a snack.

The clamour of the fighters drinking bamboo leaves from their guest glasses was not seen between the two.

only

Stretch.

a cup

2 cups of

Every time I empty my glass, I feel at ease.

The image of Dojun leaning against a pillar and looking up at the sky.

The heavenly horse was always calm.

Never showed a look of great anger or joy.

The Wei Zhongqi did not dare to speculate on what Dojun was thinking.

I just thank you for being a member of the Catholic Church.

"Delicious. Pajeon."

Pajeon, a food called pajeon, was very well matched with bamboo leaves.

Dojun smiled and nodded.