Amcheon Township
The next day, I left at dawn to prepare for the royal chaperone. I wore a special robe that was also given a dress and learned how to move neatly. Luckily, it was called a priesthood escort, but all you had to do was walk along a set path with a flag.
Pow -
A loud instrument echoes along with a hiss and a struggle. I circled around the royal tomb and stood at the appointed place. The funeral sacrifice in honor of the King of the Republic continued for about a second, and I had to stand still.
"This concludes my reign."
Someone came out wearing a crown and declared it loud.
And after the event, all the royals and nobles headed somewhere. The priesthood escorts were scattered among themselves, following the nobles they were about to serve. I had heard what to do later, so I followed a procession to a large venue.
It was a lavish banquet hall. In the cool, clear sunshine, there were all kinds of true dinners, and musicians were arranged to prepare to play. Around the large dining table, the nobles were talking about Dorado.
I went to see the captain of the escort guard who works under Jeong Cheol-wook. When he was cleaning up Daewoo, he said when he found me.
"You go into that white barracks over there and wait."
"I understand."
I didn't fully understand it, but I could almost tell it by pointing my finger at the barracks. I entered the barracks, where there was a place where I could simply sit and relax. He probably meant to rest here until the duel started.
Inside the barracks, there was one stigma. She seemed to say something in consideration.
"......?"
When I couldn't understand him, he looked around in frustration and handed me the cup of tea next to him. He seemed to have asked if he would drink tea. I shaken my head, and then he took the cup of tea and went outside.
"This is really uncomfortable…"
I didn't understand a simple conversation, but I couldn't understand it at all if the vocabulary became a little difficult or grammatical. I have studied hard for the last half year. Perhaps it takes years to live in consideration in order to communicate properly.
A long time later, the captain of the guard enters the barracks.
"It's the beginning of the duel."
"I see."
I followed him out of the barracks. There was a stage set aside in the open hall, about twenty chapters in size. As I get up on the stage, I hear something going on downstairs. Perhaps it explained the background in which this shampoo happened.
And momentarily, my opponent walks forward.
I remembered what I heard from Mi Hee the other day.
'It's a three-round battle, and if I lose one game, I lose.'
The conditions are ridiculously disadvantageous, but there is nothing I can do. It is natural for me to be disadvantaged if I test my skills at a rate of twelve. When I observe the opposing Pokémon through, the opposing Pokémon frowns in an unpleasant manner.
"* @ & # * @...!!"
Then, in consideration of that, he gave up his right to say something.
The opponent was a good-looking swordsman in his mid-20s. I thought of his inner strength as a metaphor.
'Quite a talent.'
When I stood there fat, the translator below the stage said,
"He is called the municipality of the twelve (35703) alliance. Introduce yourself."
I nodded and surrounded myself.
"I am White Wung, a bodyguard of the Jeongsi family."
It was a definite consideration, even if it was worth it. The wheel nodded its head to see if it understood me and drew its sword and pointed it at me. Perhaps it was the beginning of the massage soon.
Quite a -
A loud cry echoes and announces the beginning of the dance. At the same time, I noticed that the new Wheel brother flew forward like a shot and scattered his sword. The speed was so fast and the herbs were so accurate that I had no choice but to pick up my sword and defend myself.
Ka River!
"Hmm."
I didn't know what the sword was, but I was quite surprised. Unlike the pirate chiefs I had dealt with before, I was literally a master at mastering the ultimate swordsmanship. The internal affairs were very high for that age, and according to the natural issuance of swords, he was an elder skilled in the dizzy old file room.
Kang!
I first developed a light encephalogram to prevent the attack on the autonomous wheel. It was only a matter of time before the machining force on my sword stopped the attack and retreated. I realized that if I did wrong, I would cut it off at the same time as the sword.
"Hmph. He's an unpublished man. '
I drooled into my heart. Raw meat was rarely a swordsman of the Hanssega crowd. At best, it was the Dragon Warrior. The fact that he looked so young and had the elder skills of the old file room was difficult because of his dizzy talents and skills.
Probably the best in the world!
It is the highest level of review index in consideration.
The momentary vigor of the vigorous wheel moves rapidly and releases its blade. I began to defend calmly again.
Kaga River
But the wheel was sweating on my forehead with a lot of tension about whether my internal air was bigger than I thought. The only thing I had to do was blow a bunch of internal air at the wheel of my sword and make his body bounce off and fly away. It was overwhelmingly dominant in power, so I had no choice but to gain an extreme advantage.
How much better I was than when I fought the true elders of the Nam Clan. The skill of the blade of the wheel was not enough to pierce my weakness while avoiding a head-on collision.
The wheel eventually flew backwards and avoided chapter five.
......
The silence subsides for a moment. The reason I remained weak was because I remained defensive, not particularly aggressive. After dealing with it for a long time, she opened her mouth and said something.
And the translator downstairs gave me a loud interpretation.
"The ruler wishes to celebrate his greatest feast! If I can accept this feast, I will accept my defeat."
I nodded without delay.
"Of course!"
I was thinking about it because I thought it would look bad if I pushed myself, but I was thankful for the offer like that. As I hold the leader of the sword and prepare for the attack on the wheel, a silver aura emanates from the body of the wheel.
Goooo...
Silver aura was a typification of chi. The technique that could not be unfolded by the original circumference of the wheel was to be strengthened by a special internal cardiac method for a short period of time. Later, the sword in the wheel became more intense, vomiting the sword, and the force became intense like a storm.
The union of the autonomous wheels echoes.
"Haaaaaaa!"
Kwaguang
At the same time, the sword and the body of the wheel rushed in at a tremendous speed. It was the day of the New Testament that few cast even in the Jungle Forest. They also attack with swordsmanship, so repentance is essential if you want to decide who's messed up. As soon as I saw the skill of the Authority, I realized he was going to beat me by killing me.
No, no, no, no! '
I don't know why I came all this way. You can't die in situations where you haven't even found the right sea otter yet. I exercised my maximum concentration and cast a thousand strokes as soon as the technology of the wheel was launched.
Pavat
My kidney was split into three pieces in an instant. And as I stretched out the thousand arrows, my body moved and launched a swift attack on the wheel, and my sleeve was severely torn. I didn't spill it completely, so I left a cut on my wrist, but I managed to survive the attack.
Puréng
At the same time, my left hand launched the cerebral canal, and the wheel flew away from the cerebral canal.
"Khhh."
After pulling out his strength and internal air, the wheel vomited blood out of his mouth. It was because of the gap shortly after the inevitability, the defenses were weakened. I realized the deception of the new brain stem as I looked at the wheels of suffering rolling the ground.
'Brainwashing, too, but a thousand strokes of Brainwashing is a great shaman. Isn't this also a class of beef jerky?'
Even the best and brightest of the best can be avoided!
It was also an essential aid to the extreme attacking power of cerebral nephrosis.
"Hundred Hundred Hundred Wins!"
The facilitator's cry echoes.
Sung Woong...
The nobles who were looking at the surrounding countryside seemed to admire each other with a loud voice. I sighed relieved to see that their reactions were not bad, and that I was just adjusting to the intent of the contest.
A moment later, the facilitator approached me and said, He was a Korean speaker.
"I'm sorry, but I need you to rest for a while. It's going to take some time to get the next representative out."
"I understand."
"Enter the white barracks there and wait."
I went back into the barracks. Then there was an unexpected man waiting.
"Joo-hee?"
"Don't call me that! Just call me Ju-hee."
"What are you doing here?"
Mi Joo-hee, who had taught me about consideration for the last half year, sat there smiling. She smiles and says.
"You're amazing. Autonomy is the best review index in the Australian Alliance, and I can't believe you beat him..."
"I've only defeated the first Representative."
"No. At twelve, I was thinking about ending it with an autonomous wheel. The only reason you're taking a break right now is because you're embarrassed. You didn't think you could beat the wheel."
"......?"
I made a confused face.
Of course, the autonomy is a great skill for her age, but does she have that much pride?
'Oh, right. Well, I'm a teenage boy, so I might think so.'
But I soon realized that my perception was strange. I've been looking up at the super elite and fighting monstrous masters all the time, and it seems that the power of the wheel is not great. From the perspective of ordinary Muslims, the autonomous was a great master who was hard to encounter in his lifetime. Lee Ju-hee said.
"Well... can anyone win?"
Lee Joo-hee asked me with a worried question. I answered with a bloody smile.
"Whoever wins wins doesn't win. I'll do my best."
"Do you know how cowardly it is to say that you will do your best? If you lose, will you be satisfied there?"
Lee Joo-hee, who was grumbling, grabbed my hand and looked at me.
"If you're going to win, you have to win! Okay?"
"I understand."
It seemed like he was trying to encourage me in his own way. I felt strange because I had never thought that someone on foreign soil cared about me. The more I saw Joo-hee's face, the more I felt sentimental.
A moment later, I was called back from the barracks and climbed onstage. When I got onstage, the other person came up with me, and this time I was not a self-absorbed young man, but a fairly old hard-working man.
An old master with a white beard and a 60-something appearance. He was holding a spear with an organ. When he introduced himself, the translator below said,
"The second opponent is Choi Eun-yong of the twelve rate non-rhythmic book."
I looked at the translator and said,
"Do me a favor."
"Huh? What?"
"I'd like to turn my weapon into a spear. Ask Choi Eul Dragon once."
The interpreter was embarrassed that I didn't know what to ask. He goes to Choi Eul Dragon and delivers the horse, but Choi Eul Dragon nods without hesitation. Perhaps he came out with himself to deal with whatever weapon I used.
"I say yes. Then I'll bring you a spear."
Thaad
After receiving the spear, I got into position and confronted Choi Eul Dragon. And I thought, waiting for Jing to announce the horror.
'The twelve must have been determined to win. This man is strong...'
I knew from the moment I saw Choi Eul Dragon.
Exceeding the peak, apparently!
But I don't know what level it is yet. If Choi Eun-Yong is an ultra elite master, winning here will be very difficult. Then it makes sense to use a stronger spear in practice than a relatively weak sword.
Choi Eun-yong also seemed to have some idea why I changed my weapon. His eyes were full of interesting colors.
Quite a -
A loud cry announced the beginning of Wave 2. However, unlike during the administration, Choi Eul Dragon did not attack immediately. Instead, he suddenly spoke to me using the Hangul language.
"The Middle East is a big place. I've never seen a boy like you before in my life."
"Do you speak Korean?"
"Hehe... I used to go around the middle school a little when I was younger."
Choi Eul Dragon smiled.
"You're a very well-positioned child, considering you're about to use a spear. Then I will do my best as a non-rhetorical doorbell."
"Doorbell...!! Are you a twelve letter?"
"Yes. Let's fight."
Woong -
Choi Eun-yong was excited to start the battle. It was not as chaotic as the silver energy that the wheel lifted earlier, but it was quiet and like Daeha ( ).
I was so nervous that I swallowed my saliva as I saw that the energy coming out of his posture was so calm. It is because I know from experience that the elite who are united like that are much more frightening than the turbulent ones.
'Dammit... you really decided.'
I sensed that Choi Eul Dragon's innocence was super-climate, and I was insulted.
I can't believe there are twelve verses in this soap opera that really excites the competition!
They intend to triumph over me.
Purbourbun
"Khhhhh."
I quickly dodged a few blasts in the air. Choi Eul Dragon's spear seemed to move casually, but suddenly the air in the part of my head was bursting. I noticed that it was a high-end method of spearing, applied with a foot. Using that technique, you can strike enemies from a distance by unleashing an invisible energy.
Wieing
At the same time, I focused the energy of Lan (27396;) on the windshield while being in a spiritual position. Choi Eul Dragon was surprised as my spear spun around and became alert.
"Amazing! At your age, did you realize the tomb of the spear?"
As if a snake raised its head and alerted its enemies, a brief silence hides.
It was a step to examine each other's weaknesses.
At the next moment, Choi Eul-dragon's Chang Chang (25119;) and I rushed forward. My spear tore through the air of an entire area, spurting a spin of an external change, and Choi Eul Dragon quickly assaulted my whole body urine with a friction to avoid my attack. I had no choice but to stick my tongue in the art of appropriately targeting my weaknesses while avoiding internal combat.
Kuang
I waved my spear and drew back Choi's attack, but Choi's attack did not break his face. Suddenly, as the tomb of the Pass was triggered, an intangible force burst out of the air several times to attack me. I stepped back, swinging my spear like a windmill, without even the slightest hint of dragging it into a civil war.
Boom! Boom! Ka River!
Choi Eul-yong didn't get caught up in my attempts to make a circle and induce flaws. He repeated ten consecutive stab wounds, placing himself in a calm position (21049;). The continuous stabbing emitting a white light was frightening enough that the skull would become soft. I feel a choke in my breath and step back in succession.
Tada
I couldn't stand it, so I ran through the ballpark like I was casting a brainstorm. The vision flashed past, seducing Choi Eul Dragon's eyes, but he smiled as if he had a heart attack and carried out a rainy attack to my true position.
Ka 'ang!
I was instantly thrown away by the condensed energy in his spear. It's remarkable, but he also knows how to use an ultra-high level of manpower to condense technology and ignore internal differences. I bit my lip as I landed on the ground.
'Super climax... You can't win if you fight normally.'
It is not known whether Choi is able to use Lee Hyeong-hwan or strong force. However, I think it is probably not acceptable. I always thought when I fought Lee Gwang, but when the strength started, there was no way I could win.
Perhaps Choi Eul Yong is the master of the very first stage. Only because it made a big difference in technology or all sorts of overall skills, it was only possible to survive on the inside. I was stunned because I didn't expect to encounter such a master, but the surprise seemed to be the same to me.
Choi Eul Yong said with a calm look as he stretched his spear.
"We were frogs in a well... If the Middle School had a review index like yours, our twelve percentages would soon be trampled on by the jungle. You're doing a great job today."
"......"
Of course not. There won't be many like me in the Middle East. I don't even need to correct his delusions on purpose.
Instead I grabbed hold of the spear and said:
"Let's finish it anyway! Isn't that what unmanned men do?"
"Yes!"
Then came the brawl.
I spent the last four hundred seconds of my life on all sorts of things. Even if I tried all the spears I learned from Lee Kwang today, it was no exaggeration. But the fundamental difference in skills was inevitable, so he eventually failed to stop his attack and exposed his flaws.
I felt a cold palate in my throat.
You hear the facilitator's cry.
"Choi Eun-yong, Seung!"
I felt frustrated.
If you used brain death, you could have caught a winner, because the name "do not expose" is still engraved on your brain. It doesn't matter if you expose a thousand strokes or spears, but the story is different.
When this light spread, they had to kill all the witnesses because the breath of brain death was unique and if it went wrong, it could read the flow and cause dissemination. I couldn't use my brain on the stage of the hall I was watching, given this consideration as an enemy camp.
"Whew... I'll be honored by the Jeongyeon family tomorrow. '
Choi Eul-yong told me when I stood up with bitterness.
"You're really good at this. Who's your teacher?"
"I can't reveal."
"Hmmm... I suppose your master is the most prestigious spearer of all. I look forward to telling you later."
"......"
"I apologize for our twelve precepts this time. I won't bother you again."
Choi took off the stage leaving a note. When I received his apology, I thought I'd put myself through hell. I haven't beaten all three rounds, but at least I don't think I'll have much to argue about in the next twelve.
After the feast that day, I returned to the Jeongseon family and responded to Jung Cheol-wook's call.
Unlike what I expected, Jung Chul-wook stood up from the chair and held my hand.
"I'm surprised to see your true self!"
"... Yes?"
"A twelve verse is already a topic of conversation. Haha... It was really satisfying."
"I lost..."
Then Jung Cheol-wook laughed.
"Haha, who doesn't know that the Twelve Commandments are monsters that come together into the pinnacle? Some of the nobles said it was tiring to get a tattoo against a boy like you. You've done your part."
"Hmm."
"I look forward to it! I take you seriously."
Jung Cheol-wook's words were true.
Since then, I began to treat myself kindly, rather than looking down on me from the elite family, and the escorts treated me incorrectly. Even the captain of the escort guard, who had treated me like a foreigner until now, came to say hello and joked in plain English. It was an attitude to acknowledge and get to know me.
Looking at their attitude changes, the Twelve Percent seemed to have tremendous meaning in this consideration.
'If it is inevitable, if you do your best, you will get good results.'
I kept thinking, learning words and writing from Mi Joo Hee.
If you save this life and get a vacation soon, you must go to Hae In-san. And I think that if I find clues about Maritime life there, it will be easy to move forward.
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