Amcheon Township
I've decided to leave town and stay in the guestroom for a while. Rather than acting quickly to do something else, they decided to understand the current situation and move on.
Mangosteen laughs with a chicken dish in his little room.
"Hmm... a slow sword... so you don't feel you've earned it?"
"Yes."
"It's a wonder I'm so psyched to do tricks."
The scourge who ripped off the chicken leg said.
"Listen to me. Now you have to make a choice, unlike before."
"A choice?"
"I think you have three choices from now on."
Mangosteen spreads his fingers in turn.
"The first one. Work with me to form an anti-celestial alliance from now on. Your strength and intelligence are already at the head of the group, so it should be possible for us to build a large organization within three years."
"Hmm."
My index finger was stretched.
"Number two. Infiltrate the gold. Acting as a golden menace by their side, the reports you hear will be of great value to us. You can also interrupt them at a critical moment if you need to."
He said the last abdomen, laying down his bony chicken legs.
"And number three. I'm going to the Blue Dragon Cabinet to learn how to do it."
"... Are you kidding me?"
I said hello because I was absurd. Then, hopelessly, he said.
"I'm not kidding. You need to seriously consider the third path."
"That's..."
"You won't be able to choose that path now because your mind is full of grudges. But if you tell me, the quickest way for you to enter the realm of the supernatural is to be taught by this light. If your shamanism reaches its zenith and your cerebral nephrine's salary, things will be very easy going forward."
I gripped my teeth.
"It's easy to say, but I can't do it. I don't think Lee Gwang will teach me anything."
"Think about it."
"What do you mean?"
"You think Lee is going to kill you, but he never actually killed you himself. Isn't that right?"
"......"
"That means that no matter how angry and rowdy Lee is, he never loses his human edge. Would he be so angry that the secret of the gateway was leaked that he could easily strike down a transvestite of another brain? Of course you can, but I don't think so."
"Why would you think that?"
"Think about it..."
Mangosteen clasps his fingers and grabs his chin on the back of his hand. Then he calmly said.
"Think about the two cases when Yi Kwang was angry with you in the beginning."
"When I brought the Fantastic Letter of Reference, and my talents didn't meet his expectations."
"In the former case, you are not angry with yourself. He was irritated by the brain stem behind the neonates. But not in the latter case. That's what I was angry about because I expected you to."
"That's right."
"That is - yes. As far as I'm concerned, Lee Gwang was sharpening his knife to get revenge, and he decided to raise you with it."
I opened my eyes. It's because I haven't thought about it. I was just looking forward to it and thinking I was being harassed. I had never even thought of a motive called the 'blade for revenge'.
"Revenge? Don't you think you're overreacting?"
"That's not true. The only reason why Lee Gwang-yi would have raised you so enthusiastically in that situation, even if he had to endure the awkwardness of the incarnation. to raise you who appear to possess the most innate and talents in the world to seek revenge on those who possess processing power beyond Lee's reach."
"......"
I trembled. It was because he could guess who the target of 'revenge' was when he heard the plea.
"The Sovereign Church. They've given me notoriety and fights to avenge the Sovereign Church."
Otherwise, no brain aneurysm of any kind could have been passed on to a non-immediate person. That there were enemies who were strong enough to teach with everything they had, and given their light abilities, only the Libyan Church was worthy of it. It was also likely to be more than just a magician.
He smiles bitterly.
"I hate to think it, but if his vengeance was against the Soviet Church, then Lee Gwang-ju's anger would be natural. I would have gambled my life's biggest, but I would have lost both time and opportunity at the same time."
"Damn it..."
I was completely baffled.
What nonsense am I dealing with the Sovereign Church? In fact, there was no guarantee that even if they caused catastrophe and brain death at the same time, they could kill one magician. I had no idea he was looking at me that early. The story of the telepathy was unfounded, but it was convincing and stuck in my ear.
Mangosteen said.
"Anyway, even if you try to uncover your source and enter the Blue Dragon Cabinet again, I don't think Lee Gwang will kill you. I thought you said he was insensitive about everything. I'll just ride you like a pupil in a brain. I don't suppose you've ever had that luxury. I wouldn't count on it."
"Are you sure about that?"
"As long as you're hiding your brains, it's possible. Don't even think about learning more than that from Lee, just sharpening yourself near the Ultimate Master will be enough. You already have a lot of hands-on experience, so you'll be able to quickly gain skills under Lee Gwang or Jin Xu Chung."
I thought about it.
When I thought about it, I was disappointed.
"Now, which of these three lives would you choose? The first, the second, and the third can't all be bad."
Dallac
I put the intestine in the bowl. Then he crossed his arms and said,
"I'm going back to the Blue Dragon Cabinet. I'll climb to higher heights somehow."
"You've made a difficult decision."
I've lost too much because I didn't listen to the telepathy. Again, telemetry was a strong recommendation of the third abdomen to me secretly. I felt that I would suffer for some reason if I made other choices. Perhaps Mangosteen still felt I lacked the strength to push the ambassador and defeat the abdominal war.
I also know that the more difficult choices you make, the sweeter the rewards you get. I was struggling with this, I said.
"But first, I want to clear my mind. Isn't there something we can do?"
I thought rationally that I would choose it, but I was not willing to do it. I wanted to get my mind together after making me feel better. He smiled and said that he had noticed my heart.
"What's there to think about? Go straight to the Mountain and join the Grand Maze just in time. You won't be able to catch pirate bloodlines any easier than you used to be."
"Ah…"
I told you to clear your frustration while hitting the bloodlines. Although it was not an idea for the factions to negotiate, Manpower was also an inevitable human being for Samaritans.
"If you're not going to infiltrate the gold anyway, you have to stop the cause of gaining Chillyo. It's a shame we can't figure out the process or the cause, but we have to be there to be. Just think of it as a sailing trip. And then you can come back and stick to the plan."
"I understand."
I felt a little overwhelmed as I made plans for the future. I felt a little awkward when I started this life.
I asked what came to mind.
"Don't you think I can practice more to become a shaman?"
"I don't see why not. You're already a beginner, so if you're brave enough to be a good teacher for about a decade, you'll be able to earn your share."
The telepathy answered me, and I ate my noodles.
"But know this: I don't know if you've only seen so many alchemists in your past life, but alcoholism is usually just a shampoo if you can't get up to the top. In simple combat power, it's nothing compared to being unstoppable. The last thing you need to do is die for 20 years, and even if you practice drinking, it's hard to apply when you're fighting. Unlike the Unsullied, alcoholism is not designed to fight."
"I see..."
If you learn how to drink, you will lose efficiency if you don't get up to senior level.
"And the information about the late night is interesting."
He stroked the sword of the last night wrapped in the Celestial Age.
"Sealed... did I really say that?"
I nodded.
"I'm sure."
During the first half of my life, when telepathy came to my attention and taught me how to drink, he shared with me the knowledge and information he had gained as a demigod. In fact, it was much more helpful than drinking.
The most frightening of them was that the last night of the Shin Sword, which was responsible for demand, was currently sealed. While constantly studying the night, he asked the scout commander from time to time to find out that the night was sealed by someone without being able to exert its original power.
Mangosteen said.
"That's why I was so happy to make a half-blind man, even with the last night that I could destroy even the goddess." "
"I don't think we'll be able to use the last night's power if we don't break the seal."
"Then the seal must have something to do with the contents of the stone. Please tell me the contents of the monument in demand."
"Here's the deal.
I recited to him what was written on the memorial stone. When he moved it to a book, he looked at it for a long time. It sounded like I could feel something.
"... this is going to be a problem. You really think you can break the seal of last night in a place like this? Crazy... there's a long way to go."
What's troubling me?
However, he was making a sincere look at Manhattan. He sighs and says.
"Haaa... I'll look into this. But it's not going to turn out very well."
"I believe you."
"If you ask me, collecting Chilyos is a really big adventure..."
I was a sneaky little minx, but I didn't worry much because I was the one who made sure what I had to do first. I'm going to wrap up the story here, and I've been looking around for a moment and sent a message to the retinue.
[You'd better eat it for a thousand years.]
The story above may sound like a joke by a luxury artist, but he wrote a note because he was careful not to overdo it. He was preparing for one on the bay.
"Cough! Cough! Knuckle..."
Mangosteen coughs as he eats the chicken deliciously. He said because he was embarrassed to wipe his mouth in a hurry.
"What do you mean?! Are you crazy?! You didn't take it from sulfuric acid, did you?"
"Yes."
"Huff, huff... huff..."
The telepathy gives way to a laughingstock. It is because no one can bring the idea that He will not eat the Thousand-Year Old Testament, the lowest elixir under heaven. Mangosteen probably thought I had just eaten from sulfuric acid.
"Because if I try any more, it won't work."
I gave the mangrove a thousand-year shroud.
"If you take this with the Black & White Soviet Union, you'll be able to achieve shameless labor faster."
"That's... that's right. Ha, but…"
The retinue was so surprised that it was looking at the rabbit's eyes. Soon after that, he calmed down and said with a sinking eye.
"No, that's not it. Hmm... That should be fun."
The retinue that was touching his head with the regent reached out his hand and pushed the thousand-year-old snowflake toward me. I didn't expect the telepathy to refuse, so I looked surprised. You don't think you can handle a thousand years of snow?
Mangosteen said.
"You take it. I'm satisfied with what you promised me."
"No, why..."
"I think you should use it more than I do. No, you should."
"What do you mean?"
"You're relying too much on me right now. There's nothing to say about investing in the future, of course, but you can't make any progress on your own. It's best to think of it with your own head and find a place to use it."
He was convinced and said,
"If you invest this well, you'll be able to make tens of times more. This is my gut."
"......"
"If you haven't thought of a useful place all this time, then give it to me. But I think there must be a place to invest."
"I understand."
The telepathy was a challenge for me. Manganese had just rolled his head and immediately found out where a 'good investment' was. And investing in it would be more appropriate for me than it is for me. Now that the answer existed, all I have to do is solve it.
If I do not give the answer directly, it means that I should think with my head.
'I have to think about it. The answer's already out there.'
I decided to solve the task of my life. Mangweing said the last time he ate the fried chicken with a ginger ale.
"And I will see to it that the relationship between the onset and the Black and White Soviet Union is in my own hands. That sounds like a very important secret."
"Thank you."
"Thanks to me. Anyway, good luck with that."
I broke up that evening after talking to Manhattan. What I gave Mangosteen was half of all the flowers and roots of the black and white flower and the gold ingots in the golden box. All I had to do was train freelancers until I had enough luck.
"Let's go!"
I headed straight for the mountains, holding the thousand-year-old snowflake deep in my trunk. Unlike before, I was sealing up my energy with the Celestial Bloodline method, so I never suspected that the Celestial Dragon Dog would chase me. I was able to make it to the mountain safely, but the next thing I knew, it was a problem.
"A child is coming in without any identification? Get the fuck out of here!"
"......"
The guards guarding the entrance to the castle threw me out in anger. It was a place of beggars and darkest men because it was a place of opposition ( ), and it was a place to further exclude suspicious people. The last time I received the Heavenly Beast's Syndicate, I thought I'd come at a glance.
'Damn it. Should I bribe him?'
Bribery means that I do not have the option to pay my base allowance. If you use Gold Ingots, it will be straight bread.
However, it was a shame to use gold ingots in places like this, and I had enough experience in the past with what happened when I smuggled gold ingots.
I was sitting in a favela near the castle thinking for a long time, when someone approached me.
"Hey... little brother. Are we going to have a hard time?"
A beggar. I confirmed that he was an open road at Gigi's size.
"Not exactly."
"Hehe... looks that way. I'm wearing a new outfit, and I don't know why. Well, I think I know what you're thinking."
"What?"
"I know how to sneak into the castle. Will you make a deal with me?"
Perhaps this open road saw me being thrown out of the castle gate. I glanced at him and said,
"I don't intend to..."
"Huh... really? You'll regret it."
"Don't mess with the tough guy. Just go."
I was going to use the transcendental technique to break through the walls as the night goes deeper. I knew it would only bother me if I looked at something else for no reason. Then he frowned and said.
"Damn, what's with all the chatter?"
Boong
Suddenly, he swung a groin rod at me. Seeing how heavily they flew, they were on a first-class level. I was overwhelmed by the fact that he was attacking me, because those who had met me were nervous at best. However, thanks to the Thousand Seal Blood Act, the useless gig on the outside did not leak out, but now it seems to be a situation where dogs and dogs rush in.
I dodged the attack naturally. Then he breathed out his life.
"One more attack and you won't be safe."
Saat -
"Ah, ah."
Openness seems to be overwhelming because it lives abruptly. And when I realized I was hiding my skills, my lips and hands trembled. It's because I know that I can defeat openness here.
"Hey, you. How dare you disturb the opening."
"Openness is scary, but I'm not afraid of you. And do you really have to die to wake up?"
"Huff!"
When he told me I was going to kill him, he stepped back. Because in my warning, I knew I could ignore something like that if I wanted to.
"Ahhhh."
Soon after, he turns his back and flees in a frenzy, I sigh.
"Sometimes it's uncomfortable to hide the air inside. I think the heavy lifting is getting on my nerves. '
But I can't help it.
After the night came, I triggered a lightning strike and immediately took a few leaps over the gates. I guess the guards were too fast for me to even notice. On my way down to the city, I went to the guest glass and booked a room.
The next day I went to the Western Emblem instead of the Great Sagittarius. Then he asked me to accept me as his ambassador. As expected, expressions and leopards ignored what was eating grass.
"Take a good look."
"What?"
Glitter
"Huff."
"Ugh…!!"
People were surprised with a loud voice. It's because I've heard of a stick that will become the carotid material of a giant ship that was placed in front of the arch office. I lifted the stuff with one hand, even though thirty adults were running, and everyone in the Seongcheong Province was frightened and looked at me.
I smiled and said.
"Even when I'm young, I'm a little bit empowered."
A moment later, Seogeung-geum suddenly excelled. He glances at me with one hand holding the scaffold and shouts.
"Now, what's your name?"
"It's called Baek Wung."
"You look like the best actor in Kangho. Why do you want to be a ambassador?"
"Don't you want me?"
Then the Seogeung-geum hurriedly shakes his head.
"No, no, that can't be!! Welcome home, Hundred Eyes!"
In the morning, I became the leader of the Western Embassy and joined the merchant guild for consideration. It's because there was a calculation that they would take me as a bodyguard, even if I showed off my guilt using my internal air.
I told Seogeung-geum.
"Your Highness, can't you support a Navy ship with bandits in the area?" "
The Western flag owner, who was overseeing the busy handling of cargo, said.
"No, no, no! What kind of money do you have? I will never pay you back unless you bribe the coffin."
"Hmm."
I frowned. Of course, I could deal with the Blood Clan somewhat by myself, but the last time I crossed into the Blood Clan's ship, I was quite fortunate.
'This is bad. We can't just leave it to chance.'
I couldn't afford the award, so I couldn't handle it if I was convicted of a long-distance fight between ships by mistake. If the ship collapsed and sank, there was nothing I could do. If I did wrong, the Merchants Guild would be wiped out, but I didn't know that I would fight the pirates until I died myself.
'If we want to be prepared, it's best to have a fleet of soldiers.'
I thought about it. I couldn't deal with it any more, and I couldn't tolerate the slightest chance of failure, thinking it had a serious connection to Chiljo's whereabouts. It was a requirement to get support for the fleet.
'I can't help it. When else would I use it?'
I went on a routine visit, managing six items, that I supervised the journey to consideration. Of course, I told him I wanted to see him, but he wasn't free enough to come out right away, so I had to stand at Guan 'a's door all day.
And it wasn't until sunset that I was allowed to see my routine. He said with a frowny face.
"What do I need to know about the status of the Seogcheong Bureau?"
"I want to show you because I have brought you a very good gift."
Then there was a sparkle and curiosity in his eyes.
"A gift? What is it?"
"If you could pass it on to me..."
"Hmm... Come to this room."
I went into the same room as usual. I took out the gold ingot and shoved it right into his eyes.
"Ah, what a great gift."
"Heeheeheehee!! Net - Gold!!"
Regularly, I sat down surprised. Then quickly reached for the gold ingot, and I slipped away from it. He hurriedly told me if he had noticed the routine.
"Well, can I ask you something? I'll help you with whatever I can."
"On the way up this time of consideration... I'd like to place the fleet in a single escort."
Then he looked embarrassed.
"A warship?... It's not impossible, but it's a bit difficult. You need General Zhang Kyung Ik's permission to move it."
"Who is General Jang Kyung Ik?"
My question was answered regularly.
"It possesses the same power as the monarch of this Mountain Castle and is able to command 50,000 troops. It's impossible if you don't talk to him."
"Then there's nothing I can do. This story has never been..."
As I slowly tried to put the gold ingot away and turn around, routine said in a hurry.
"Got it, got it! I'll do something. Give me the gold ingot, and I'll use the money to tell you a story. Will that do?"
"I can't guarantee you'll do me a favor..."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Allow me to meet the general one-on-one."
"Are you going to convince General Jang Kyung Ik yourself?"
He looked like he was in a bad mood. However, General Jang Kyung Ik was a powerful ruler who held the power and power of the Mountain Province. It will be amazing to convince him that he is a child.
However, routine was ultimately forced to meet my demands. It was because his appetite for gold ingots was so great. The next day, I was able to follow my routine to the General of the acidity and make it through civil war without any problem.
"Hello," he said. "
"Nate, General."
General Jang Kyung Ik was a man with a peculiar look in his eyes. Sitting with his arms crossed in a fancy uniform was the typical general that people thought. Regularly, he said with his head tightened.
"This is Hwang-woong from Seogeung-bok Province, who asked me to meet you."
General Jang Kyung Ik said as if he was disappointed.
"Aren't you a child?"
"But... rumor has it that this man is already extremely powerful... and unlike his looks, he is no ordinary man." "
"Oh..."
General Jang Kyung Ik looked at me as if it were interesting. Then I asked.
"I thought you said it was a hundred. Why do you want to be supported by the military?"
I answered without hesitation.
"I must think about it. And I don't want to be threatened by life on the way. So I'm doing the best I can."
General Jang Kyung Ik smiled cheerfully.
"Hahahaha... Then maybe we should take the road. For the sake of the newly entered West Gate Bureau because of the pirates who may or may not show up, you wear gold ingots and go crazy? You're an amazing donor."
I said decisively.
"Because I'm helping you, and you're helping me. Not a single gold ingot is a waste at all."
"Hehe... Hehe. So you think it's worth it just to connect with me?"
I pushed the two gold ingots from the side, some time later.
General Jang Kyung Ik's eyes slightly widened.
"I hope you'll think about it."
"......"
It was too conspicuous, but I thought all of this was beneficial.
No matter how much I hid the trail, eventually, my trail was likely to be investigated by the gold. It was better to have more pirate subjugation succeeded, but it was more chaotic.
First, you have to stand out. If I can use the Gold Ingot to connect with the 'Supreme One' as much as possible, he can be my shield later.
Yes, it is.
I was going to make General Jang Kyung Ik my connection.
It was a situation in which I realized how great relationships and connections can be between people during my previous life. I couldn't have done better if I could use the Gold Ingot to turn the power on my side. General Jang Kyung Ik looked at me with interesting eyes and said.
"Funny. Funny... I've never seen anyone more unique than General Jincheon in my life."
"......"
"Thought you might be a young Muslim, but you're a trained worker, right?"
"That's right."
"What about the rumors?"
"Secretary of Blue Dragon."
It was that moment.
General Jang Kyung Ik opened his eyes in shock. Then he said in a trembling voice.
"Y-you were a disciple of the Blue Dragon?"
I pretended not to know.
"Who is the Blue Dragon?"
"... Hmm. The one called, uh, Lee Gwang-ho from third period."
"I've heard of it from my direct teacher. My Yupa is a multi-player, so he is also my teacher of the guard."
"Well, I see. Hehe."
General Jang Kyung Ik, who was clear-headed, said.
"Copy! I authorize three fleets to set sail. I will escort you through this consideration."
"Thank you."
"Is there anything else I can ask of you?"
"Not really."
I got up from my seat and tried to leave town with regularity. It was because the goal was achieved. However, General Jang Kyung Ik caught me in a hurry.
"Well, let's talk."
"The story? It doesn't matter…"
General Jang Kyung Ik gestured to Jeong-tae.
"You are free to go."
"Ney."
As he left, he remained stationary with the general for a while. It was one-on-one, so I didn't see any escorts. General Jang Kyung Ik, who was silent for a long time, sighed.
"Are you sure you won't return to consideration?"
"Not really. I'm going to take a moment to think about it and then I'm going to come right back up."
General Jang Kyung Ik said in a gentle voice.
"I see. All right, well, can you do me a favor?"
"Whatever favor I can do for you, I'll do for you."
General Jang Kyung Ik nodded forcefully.
"... I see. Then come see me as soon as you've considered it. I'll tell you what you need to do."
"What's going on?"
"Don't worry, it's a light errand. I will repay you for your hard work."
An errand?
I tilted my head, but answered clearly.
"I understand."
Three days after I made an errand with General Jang Kyung Ik, I headed for consideration on a merchant ship escorted by a military vessel.
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