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The next place I headed was an open quadrant. Miho was so visible that he followed me in the image of an ordinary girl, not in the image of an unassuming beauty.
The large dog was very cautious for me because it was a big burn. Not only that, the open disciples were staring at me with a fierce force. But I didn't die at all and laughed bloody.
"Don't put your eyes on it."
The Great Bell Dog responded slowly.
"I'm just looking at you because you're so handsome."
"Haha, no way."
I shook my hand and said,
"If you really wanted to avoid me, you'd have moved your home long ago. I guess I can still open up and make a deal."
"Feel free. We think you're a man who knows how to pay."
"Free thinking."
I've brought up the matter, roughly speaking.
"There are two quests. First, find the King."
"200 silver coins!"
"That's a hell of a hit."
It wasn't that big of money for me, but it was very big for simple information. The information obtained by handing the gold ingots over to the Four Thousands of Households was worth the expense to earn credit, but this was not the case. I felt that 200 pieces was a very foam price.
"The king is currently the hottest person in the Four Thousand Rainforests. And he's never been better off without his own men. Plus, it's very difficult to chase after follow-ups. Given all this, I think it's worth 200 bucks."
"......"
The King's Wall!
He was the best horse racer and gambler in a hundred years in the Four Thousand Forest and was also a Muslim. He had only been in the Four Thousand Forests for four to five years, but during that time he left behind numerous gambling legends and great works. Even gamblers in other regions were considered to be the most potential gamblers of the underworld. What is even more surprising is that he is only a young man in his twenty-thirds.
When I stood still with my arms folded, the giant dog was a horse.
"There are many who are chasing the Kings, but our opening has not been fully involved in the gathering. Not only was there no direct silver, but there was no profit to it. But, Hung Hung, if you give me a quest, I'll take my chances."
"You can catch up if you jump in late before you gather information? I feel like a false confidence."
When I asked him if he was just trying to spend some money, he looked offended.
"You haven't been able to track it down. You haven't been able to track it down. There is no information that can't be found even after opening your heart, at least not in Kangho."
"Is it...?"
"What are you going to do? Will you pay for the quest?"
I thought about it for a while and said,
"How long will I be able to find it?"
"I can't be sure."
"I don't have time either. I want to know the King's whereabouts as quickly as I can because I'm paying a lot of money."
I meant what I said. First of all, we had to know the information of the king, so we just visited the opening, and we can't go looking for the king for thousands of years. Now I wanted to save some time and help out with the logistics while I had time left.
Then the giant dog sighed.
"I'll do my best. What's the second quest?"
"I heard that Eastern Integrity passes through the Lucky Man and heads towards Namwan. Track down his trail."
"I already know that. I'll let you know as soon as I get the information."
"I take it you've been investigating Eastern Justice."
"Rather than... no. Anyway, you get 200 silver coins."
A large dog suddenly blurred its tail. I was wondering what he was trying to say, but I didn't think it was worth it. So I nodded and took out four hundred silver coins from my armor and handed them to him.
"Here you go."
When he took the money, he immediately told me the route of Confederacy and where it was supposed to be. He gave him the overall map of Lucky Man, while also explaining about the geography of Lucky Man.
"He has now gone down to the Pyeonghong province. We're tracking him now."
"Very south."
It was much further south than Gon Ming. I could call it the southernmost part of the Middle East.
"I'm about to pass on to someone else. For whatever reason, it's still there..."
"Hmm…"
I thought for a moment.
"If I go to Pyeonghong, can I hear more open information there?"
"Of course. Let me put it in the foreground."
"Well..."
I got enough information from the giant dog and came out. Then Miho, who was watching silently next to him, said.
"You seem to be rushing things. Why don't you take a moment to think this through?"
"In what way?"
"Now you are obsessed with the march of Eastern perfection. There's an obsession that you shouldn't catch up right now. But do we really need to do that?"
I looked at Miho. Miho laughed and said.
"The important thing is to follow the Confederacy, not find out what its purpose is. Whether Eastern integrity is alive or dead, it doesn't have a direct impact on your objective right now, the peri-abdominal tarmac."
"You mean we don't need to track him down right now?"
"Yes. The Orient is moving as if it were on fire, but with one purpose. We can wait and catch him when he gets back to the middle school."
"......"
"It would be nice to expand your range of boiling activity to the point of death. It just means it's not very effective. Maybe it's a rush."
I realized what Miho meant. And I thought it was pretty reasonable.
Ultimately, what I wanted was the information I had on me in Eastern Integrity. I'm looking to find out what the monstrosity of the Soviet Church is, but if Eastern Defense returns to the Middle Church one day, it won't be too late if I go there and see him. Besides, you haven't searched for a Master to deal with Eastern integrity yet. I realized that I was being dragged away in no context.
"Thank you Miho."
"Hehe, if you try to grab too much at once, you can't catch anything."
I nodded.
"First, let's get back to Mangling. We need to talk about what to do next."
It seemed like we could wait a while and come back to the Four Thousand saints to ask about the King's activities. Before that, you'll know what to do if you consult Mangosteen.
"Hmmm... that's not it."
Miho's answer was unexpected. I looked at Miho with my eyes wide open. Then Miho smiled as he applied it.
"Let's go to Dongyoung."
"What? What about Dongyoung?"
Then Mi-ho's face turned into a mouth-watering face. Miho folded his arms and stared at me quietly.
"Hm... You have a flashlight, so you can go back and forth between heaven and earth as you please, but you're not a Maiden. I appreciate you praying for me every moment of your past life, but I always have to come from Dongwon, through consideration, to the Middle East, and find you and wander around. Are you asking me to wander around like that all the time?"
"Ah…"
"Then just come to Dongwon Land, store the trail of boiling water, and take the Maine. Wouldn't it be easier for each other to do that?"
I thought Miho was right. Until now, Miho has been unable to think of Miho because of his urgent work or information, but he certainly struggles every time he flies through heaven and earth. I scraped my head and apologized.
"Miho, I'm sorry."
Miho smiled.
"Hahahaha. I'd like to check one more thing while I'm at it…"
"What?"
"Consideration reinforcement can only enter the ruins of Month 26332; on Mount Mani and escape with seven days?"
"......"
There has to be a way. I opened the door and went all the way to Monjo, so if you use the flashlight right now, you can only get Monyo-yo and run away. But I soon realized why he didn't tell me about this plan.
"What do I do when Izaginomikoto, the guardian of Waljo, wakes up?"
It was Izaginomycoto who was close to a distinct drink, a magic potion that almost died in the face of even the favored spirit. I can never catch it with my current strength.
"What does it matter if we don't fight?"
"Then what about the people you consider?"
Then I looked at me with a strange look to be Miho.
"Why do we worry about that? He'll take care of himself."
"......"
"The important thing is to get Chilyo fast. That way you can take down a drug war or something."
I immediately realized that Miho's judgment or way of thinking was completely separate from humans. Miho had no idea that it was bad or that innocent people would be sacrificed. I know, but I don't care if humans die or not. This seemed to be Gumiho's way of thinking.
But if you don't think about it, it's also the best way...
Above all, I have never seen the power of the invisible Heavenly Sword. It was a loss, both empirically and temporally. If the Thousand Gun Sword contains immense power, it could dramatically shorten your previous life.
Miho gently pointed his finger at my chin.
"You seem to be taking every lifetime seriously, but you can live as a weapon what you call your former self. There's no reason for you to worry about humans, is there? I'll see you in seven."
"......"
Miho's words sound captivating.
It's fascinating.
But soon I shook my head. And he insisted.
"No, I won't do that. You can't just irresponsibly release a drink like that to the world."
Miho shrugs.
"Do you understand me? [Old ruler] Haeshin [ ] also turned away because he was a member of the Dan Clan in consideration. I don't think I can handle a Guardian of the Moon."
"Somehow the twelve can defeat it. But in the meantime, normal people are going to die a lot."
"Oh my gosh...! So why worry about it?"
I looked her straight in the eye as she hit me in the chest.
"Then what makes me different from the rest of the podiatrists?"
"......."
I forgot what Miho had to say.
"It's the same. It's no different than the pagan shaman who did the human work in Taipei Village. Sacrificing others to fulfill my purpose."
"It's... not the same. The faster you build your strength through your past life, the easier it will be to defeat an ambush. In the expression of plethora, it means" the Great One. "It's a great sacrifice."
"Absolutely not."
I sighed and told Miho the truth.
"If I had tried to gather power in any way, I would have gained twice as much power ten years ago as I do now. I could have done that as much as I wanted to."
"Hmm."
"But what's left of me if that makes me the same guy I used to be? And what's the point of taking down a drug lord? What the hell do you want to do with all that power?"
Miho looked serious as if he understood the nature of my story. I said like a wedge.
"I've learned a lot from promises and you. And I know what it takes to be human. So I swore to myself that I would continue to die, but that I would keep one principle."
"What is that oath?"
The landscape that day.
I still remember.
I said with a deep breath.
"I'll kill the body before my soul does."
The day Miho was sacrificed, and I felt like I was losing my mind.
I protected my soul by killing my body.
The silence subsided.
Miho looks stunned. Then I shook my head.
"The Mainlander said something I shouldn't have."
"No. I'm glad I thought of a possibility."
Miho mutters bitterly.
"Hundred hundreds. You've already become neither a man nor a monster..."
I didn't fight back.
It's more accurate that I couldn't resist.
Soon, I took Miho to Dong Ra-hyun, who considered using a flashlight. This was the southernmost part of the peninsula and was close to Dongyoung Land. Miho said as he came to the port of Dongrae Prefecture and was looking at the ships of consideration.
"As soon as you take the boat, you will arrive at Dongwon within two hours."
"Close."
"By the way, do you know how to cast an award?"
In Miho's question, I shook my head.
"No, I'm not."
"That's strange. I thought your middleman was an unusual superhero, but you can't use new laws like water and shelter?"
I tasted Miho's doubts again and replied.
"Water bill is not an automatic way to learn about martial arts. To be precise, until this day, I had no time to learn the secret to carpentry by focusing all my nerves on learning only one weapon. I don't have enough talent, but..."
It wasn't weird that I wasn't spending my water bill properly. It was because his whole career was not in harmony with his work without merit. Lee Kwang allowed me to acquire a thousand strokes while teaching me, but I was too tired to learn about it, so I was too busy learning about fees and expenses. Then Miho smiled and said.
"Ahaha, then learn a little water bill from Lee Gwang in this life. Absolutely profitable, isn't it?"
"Well, that would be nice, but it's actually more urgent."
"What is it?"
There's a book called "The Mortal Life," and I haven't learned it yet. "
I told Miho about the annihilation and its origin, which I received from the pupil of the brain stem. Miho, who was listening carefully, said.
"Let's work on the stooges I know."
"Who is it?"
Miho giggles and laughs.
"The best prosecutors in the country who are loyal to the last man!"