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Pa!
I teleported with Miho to the boil as soon as the conversation with the scouts ended. The place that emerged from the boil was the lowest level of the underworld, the deepest depths of the imperial palace. And there was a giant monument that was illuminating this darkness.
Miho looks at the crystal stone and says.
"Fantastic. This magic..."
"This is a memorial stone that shows how to make the stone of the Wise Man."
I glanced back at the crystal stone.
In my thirteenth life, I was once guided by the tetrahedron to the existence of this crystal stone. At that time, the seagull offered to join me in crafting the Wise Man's Stone. However, I could not trust the Declaration, so I rejected the offer and made the choice to choose between the Declaration and the Declaration of Death.
'There's no such thing as guards.'
This place can only be reached by high ranking people such as emperors, alchemists, and titans. Of course, this is top secret, and perhaps the alchemists won't even approach the Emperor or the Chamberlain as usual. Therefore, a regular guard wouldn't be guarding the Crystal Stone.
As I approached the Crystal Stone and tried to put it in my armor, Miho suddenly stopped me.
"Wait!"
"Why?"
"There's some kind of alchemy going on. Touch it and it will lead you to the source of the alchemy."
"Hmm."
Fair enough. For an alchemist, this Crystal Stone is more precious than life, so any kind of defensive technique can be applied to it. It seemed quite dangerous to contact the quartz directly.
"Miho. Can you release it?"
"It's hard. It's not a common technique, it's like magic cast with magic." It's hard to borrow the power of a drink. "
The alchemist seems to be using suspicious magic like a priest with an evil spirit. I thought about it for a moment and put my armor into the crystal stone.
I can't help it. '
Even now, the alchemist might have known about this. Coming twice is hard.
We have no choice but to speed it up.
Glug!
A large monument, three sizes, was quickly sucked into the armor.
Kiririk
At the same time, I was summoned from all sides with red eyes, flashing lights, and I quickly held Miho's hand and used a flashlight.
Pa!
Me and Miho showed up again in the room of the Hundred Rams, a laboratory with an unfinished supernova. There were no guards here, either, and there were just ghost boys lying on the altar of stone.
I twisted my eyebrows.
"Four?"
Once upon a time, there was only one mystical girl, a boy, a beautiful girl in her 20s, and another one as tall as the distance. In about a year, the alchemist increased the experiment of the supernatural.
Anyway, I had no time to hesitate. I reach out and tuck their bodies into the collar without even checking that the supernatural is asleep. After putting all four of them in the collar, I grab Mijo's hand again.
Pa!
It was an uproar that brought Miho back to life. I felt like I was consuming a lot of tension and concentration when I used the flashing continuously for a busy short time. It was the same with Miho, who was a little tired and leaning against the bluffs.
"Ha... ha..."
"I did it."
And the hopes that were waiting for us smiled.
"Well done."
By now, the alchemists and the Imperial Hemisphere would have made good progress. Of course, we can't just let them strengthen themselves, so we took out the incomplete superfigures while we were at it, and we brought the Crystal Stone here to keep the Wise Man from making the Stone!
It was kind of a deterrent.
Mangosteen said.
"Don't take the Crystal Stone out of here. Maybe the armor is subspace, so we can block the location of the technique, but once we get it out, we'll know where it is. If that diversion is tracked by the Drugs War, something big will happen."
He assumed that the follow-up would of course take place.
"Then what do I do?"
"There are two ways."
Mangosteen drew me a well and brought it to me as a token.
"The first is to get the quartz out of the furthest, most remote place you know and start interpreting it. Of course, I'm sure it's not enough for an alchemist to use something like ultra-field space travel, so I can just forget about tracking and take my time interpreting it."
I drank a lot of water and said,
"What's the second?"
"The Crystal Stone Cost itself is a remarkable neophyte. You can gain new abilities and new blessings by offering them to the gods."
"Oh..."
The latter choice was attractive. After seeing the Crystal Stone Cost, I didn't know how much I needed the Wise Man's Stone right now, and I didn't even think to put in any effort. That's why it's a good idea to just give the Crystal Stone to God as a lasting sacrifice.
"Well, there's no time for that right now."
"What should I do with the superhero?"
"Likewise..."
He smiles bitterly.
"It would be nice if I could fly to Dongwon and study it myself, but it's not easy because I'm raising power as the leader of the Anti-Heavenly Alliance now. You can do it after you defeat an Alchemist."
"Hmmm..."
I could see that the network was constrained, not restricted. If the network had nothing to do with it, we would have been able to study the Crystal Stone and the Portrait in faraway lands, but we are also troubled because we have a position as the head of the Anti-Heavenly Alliance.
At that moment, I thought of another way. But it sank in my mind because it was like betraying a scourge and I had no reason to try it now.
Mangosteen said.
"This buys us at least five years."
"Five years."
"In the meantime, we need to increase the size of the Half-Baith and build up our strength so we can take down our enemies with stability. You will raise as many free men as you can."
I pondered and said to the goddess,
"What are you going to do if the Emperor doesn't die this time?"
"The last time the emperor died was under very special circumstances. Let's just say there's no way to reverse the front line. We are going to rally the blue circle and press the emperor politically."
"Would it be possible for the Emperor himself to fully cooperate in an ambush?"
"That's the most important thing."
The telescope sits nearby and says,
"The emperor cooperates in the peritoneal warfare of his own free will, and this may be that our opposition is meaningless, but it may work the other way around."
"What difference does it make?"
"If you can refuse an Alchemist's contract on your own will, it means the emperor can conduct a rebellion on his own. At least that means the emperor is not being manipulated by a drug lord."
"......!!"
"It's probably for the best."
The Emperor will banish the Drug War!
If that's the case, there's no reason to make anti-celestial blinds and bother with anything. It was because the emperor held hands with the source of all evil and wielded power and power. Miho, who was listening next to me, mumbled, said with a smile.
"Hahaha... You're just saying nice things to a centurion. Is it that easy?"
"It's not going to be easy."
"A powerful man bequeathed with an epiphany of eternal life and eternal life. Without further gain or pressure, the emperor will never sever his ties to the abdominal war. And what will be the price of immortality and eternal life and more for the powerful?"
"......"
Miho's smile permeated the view of the powerful man who wielded power in the land of Dongyoung. Obviously, if a powerful man pays the world's most desirable immortality for it, the emperor will never give up his alliance with the Abdominal War. Thinking about it for a moment, he said.
"There are other ways to do this, even if he doesn't have to be restless. It's just the most ideal."
"Ufufufufu... Thorn field path."
"There's nothing I can do."
A pathetic hope told me.
"Hundred Hundred. That's why your role is most important. In fact, no matter how much I fly, there's only so much I can fight the Imperial Palace with a demigod. You can create variables as you move and, moving forward, weaknesses of your enemies. Be active."
"I understand."
We returned to the rumble and went to the king. The king unpacked and changed his clothes, and it was the same as the wardrobe of the harem. There was a beautiful girl who felt beautiful and inviting.
The wall of the king found me and laughed later.
"You look busy."
"I'm actually busy."
I replied grudgingly and said to her:
"The King's Wall. I need to tell you everything you know. The lieutenant who met Eastern Integrity, and the lieutenant who gambled in Wushua, and the geeks on the monkey side..."
"That's what you wanted to ask me."
"I hope you answer me wholeheartedly. I don't want to torture you."
His eyes narrow on the wall. It was like laughing.
"You may be right, but you're just as cold and strong. That's not the kind of mind you can build at that age."
"Enough of this nonsense."
"Okay. It's not important, so I'll tell you."
She begins to tell the story of her encounter with the Oriental Integrity.
"When the Confederacy came to me, he made me an offer. There's a big gamble, so please come out to me."
"The Confederacy asked you to?"
"Yes. And I owe him something first, so I followed the Oriental Faith as a way to get rid of it. First, I went around the Four Thousand Gambling Hut because the Eastern Integrity wanted to test my skills, and then I went to Wushu after I was done."
"Debt? What kind of debt are you talking about?"
Then the ground shakes its head.
"I can't say that. It's a personal debt to him and me."
"Hmmm... go on."
"When I arrived at Wushua, I started playing mahjong. The chalkboard was prepared over here, and there were two black monkey noodles waiting in advance. I won it all in 16 countries, and I was thankful for my Eastern Integrity."
"Is that the end?"
"Yes."
"Don't you know who the monkey cotton wears? Maybe that's why the shaman kept playing games..."
In my question, the wallpaper pondered and said.
"I don't know, but the monkey cotton wearers seem to be enormous. The Confederacy could not even consider using force on them. And the Oriental integrity seemed to have gambled a great deal of money, whispering to the monkey faces after the mahjong was over."
"......?"
"I don't know why the shaman was playing mahjong. Perhaps only he knows of it."
I told the wallpaper because I was embarrassed.
"So you don't know anything at all? You went to such a dangerous place without knowing anything?"
"That's the fun part."
"......"
I was bored and looked at the ground. This woman was broken somewhere in her head. Even though I didn't know anything, I could just jump in and risk my life with a gamble that could stimulate me. It was a mindset that ordinary people could not comprehend. Then she suddenly said as if she had remembered.
"Ah. By the way, I know where Eastern Integrity has gone. He clearly said he was going to meet a man named Black Prince."
"Black man? What is that?"
"They say he's the finest whistleblower in all of Namhan."
"Hmm."
The Black Tail.Who else could it be?
I got the unexpected information, but I didn't understand it, so I asked her.
"What is the purpose of Confederacy? Why did he leave the Middle East and go to Nampei?"
"He said he wanted to fix the disease."
"A disease."
"One thing's for sure, he never seems to return to the middleman until he figures out a way."
As I pondered, she clasped her fingers.
"I want to be a hand like you. This is gonna be fun."
"In that case..."
I looked at Miho for a while. Miho suddenly enchants the King's Wall as if he was waiting. Then the eyes on the wall blur and suddenly fall back. Even a superpowered wand can't resist the enchantment of the wall.
Miho grumbles.
"Why don't you just enchant me from the beginning?"
"Some things enchantment just can't bring out, and we need to find out how far this thing is willing to go."
"Hmmm... are you interested in this bitch?"
"Why is the story going that way?"
I spilled my laughter.
"This woman is beautiful, but I can't bear it. Even if it is 10 times more beautiful than it is now, it is a rejection on my part."
"Ufufufufufu, it's so frustrating to hear such an assessment from you. It's scary to be crazy about gambling."
Miho smiles and starts interrogating the wallpaper.
"Look at me..."
And after charming them one by one, I could see that the wallpaper had not lied at all and had said it all exactly as it had been. Truly, the wallpaper knew little about Eastern integrity and seemed to be trying to work with us.
"Personal debt... never comes to mind."
Not everything can be learned by enchantment. He refused with a very strong will and couldn't figure out what was keeping his mind closed. Miho, who finished the interrogation, said.
"You don't seem to have a problem."
"That's great. It's when a master loses his head."
"Where are you going now?"
"To the lagoon."
I lead the stunned wallpaper to the mangrove, then to a spectator with Miho at the lake. After arriving in the audience, Miho and I stopped by for a meal. Miho said while eating noodles.
"Hundred Hundred. How far are you willing to go to explain to the lagoon?"
Miho's question was important. I felt that I was a complete colleague to Manhattan and Miho, giving out most of the information, as well as my past life. However, the pole was a neutral figure and could not build a trust relationship at all. If you tell such a polar lake [I did an experiment in passing the obituary to the Black Tiger], you'll only be treated as a murderer.
I thought about it for a moment and said to Miho:
"Miho, help me."
"How?"
I answered confidently.
"Beautiful." "