Triple Yellow Oze 24093;

Natural Example (?) screaming like a scream.

Chollarak

Suddenly, a strange figure appeared in the sky and began to descend. It has been rare to show visions using superstition, not indirect methods such as empowerment, so I and the network were surprised to see its existence.

It had the ears of a dog on the face of a man, and the body of an unknown beast. The appearance was inherently a monster, but in the presence of evil, we could see that spirituality was flowing instead of evil. When he saw him, he shed a tear.

"Savissicin, descending as the apostle of Jeju of the Eastern Union..."

The existence of Sabitha soon spoke the soothing language (Heart Speech), which opened its mouth.

[Jejun means as follows. Owned by the Red Bow White Bow 30690; and the Blue Bow 24093;. A blessing too great for the mortal.]

However, the example did not look naturally irritating. Even such a creature has something to call emotion. Then Ye pulls out a red bow from his back and says to Sabitha:

[If you will say so, this bow is for the three legs of the Spirit, the Great Wind and the Egg Oil.??), anchovies (38015; bold), and Gu Young-yeong (≫?), Passa ( £34503;), Bonghee (£) What about the industries that destroyed the back? The Emperor's business did not stand in the way!]

[......]

[Please make the right decision.]

Sabitha remained silent for a long time. Then, he moved the body of the beast, which resembles a crow, slightly, and a dazzling light flashed near Savissie's body. It was the first beautiful birds I'd ever seen, with colorful colors. Delighted to see the birds.

"The color pale!" "

Phew.

The tints slowly whipped and flew into the sky as a lump of light. At the end of the process, Savissi also suddenly turned into a lump of light and disappeared without a trace. When we were confused because we didn't know what had happened, Jesus said.

[Jejun gave me permission. You shall be blessed.]

Perhaps Sabitha only conveyed Jejun's intentions to the example. Ye blessed me and said I was in a hurry to disappear.

"Forgive me... but I have a question."

[What?]

"I don't know what kind of blessing I can bear without receiving it. Explanation is required."

The last time I was blessed by the Hangwoo, I was so full of positivity that I ended up shoveling. This time, I definitely felt the need to hear the gospel. It may have been disrespectful to the Gentile, but the Gentile example answered my question as if it made sense.

[The blessing I will bestow is Red Bow White Time. Not only that, the ability of the first pillar is also attached.]

"What is the power of the Red Archer?"

[If you are in crisis, the enemy archer will appear and load the Daxi. You will be able to put that danger at risk.]

Paaaaaah!

The example disappeared to the end, and Cheonwoojin staggered and knelt on his knees. It was also very empowering because of the aftermath of the strength of the emerging beings. I was curious about what would happen if Choon Woo-jin turned his back on his manners and became strong, but I didn't know this time.

After the ceremony, Cheonwoojin forcefully blocked his nose.

"A natural example is the most powerful determination in history. Now that I have his power, your actions can destabilize the balance between heaven and earth, so be careful."

What do you mean, he's giving me advice?

I opened my eyes wide because it had never happened before. Cheonwoojin always used to say that he would faint half or go away quickly because of his fatigue. It was also a protest that such a divine example was unusual to pass on the Red Bow poem to me.

"Careful. What does that mean?"

Cheonwoojin found his brow in cold sweat. It was an aura that suppressed considerable headaches.

"If you use it carelessly, you will have recharge."

"Okay. Thank you."

"Ugh... Your head... Go away, then."

Me and Netting left town behind Cheonwoojin. I looked around the village, but again, the scout did not respond much. Does it mean that even if Cheonwoojin is a warning, it's not important enough for him to take the stand?

I headed to a small tavern in the town that I always went to with a shrine. Mangosteen said, "I was hungry and eating chicken deliciously."

"If you're right, the rest of the schedule will be to go to Muengmun and liberate the people, including Seo Mun-hye."

"Yes. That's what I've always done."

"Hmm... not bad, but let's think differently this time."

"How?"

Manganese slashes his chicken legs and says,

"Before I do that, I have to meet my aunt Zegalsa."

"Ah…"

"I know you didn't think it was very important, but it's a big deal that I'm going to die in a few years. He will never be killed by another."

I looked at the telescopes in surprise.

"You don't die from others?"

Mangling is never a person who makes people angry. A word of hope or an eye for choosing men had already been acknowledged by General Hwang Yeon, Lee, and the heroes of the world. I didn't expect such a talent to make such a generous assessment so decisively.

The retinue nods.

"My father always said, If Zegalsa serves the King, no one in the world will be able to stop him. I and the Chamberlain will have to work together."

"......!!"

"Of course, she's very pessimistic and negative, so she doesn't have to be with anyone. But his wisdom and cunning are hard for me to bear, so his judgment is never exaggerated."

I honestly had a hard time believing in the telepathic evaluation. If I were hopeless and unaware, I would want to believe in something so self-indulgent, but I have confirmed my telepathic abilities with fourteen decades of solidarity. There is no such thing as a better scribe than promises to me.

A bookkeeper who can't even afford that kind of luck!

So I was repulsive and blunt.

"I don't know what he is, but he's going to die alone anyway. I don't think you're gonna like this."

"Haha. I think I might be right for you."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"You'll see."

Kill-kill smiling telescopes now seem completely overwhelmed. I thought I was done with that. I thought I had nothing more to argue about. So I went into the real story.

"By the way, the man is a grain wine. He gives three riddles to those who serve him, and he gives the gold to those who serve him. Do you know the answer to that riddle?"

"I know the answer, but I don't know what it means."

"What do you mean?"

Mangosteen folds his arms.

"That's the tricky part... I don't think he has the answer to the riddle. Rather than that, it's like they want to know what the answer is. He wants something from someone who can stand up for himself."

"Hmm…?"

"If I go with you, it won't be a problem."

"I suppose."

I thought the scourge was right. Perhaps Mangosteen had already solved all three mysteries of the anthem, and once he had the answer, he knew something about it. It was important to find out if Jegar was alive or dead.

'Time in the armor almost stops. A day or two later won't matter.'

It was much more beneficial to quickly find out whether Jegalsa was alive or not. I decided to put things behind me a little bit.

After finishing your meal, you and I use a flashlight to go to a small town. This was the town where I saved the lost circulation when I didn't know much about the season in Makkah and received information about the chorus in return.

I glimpsed the chief with a new appreciation. On the other hand, I saw a rich old chief who used to lead the villagers from a village that was about to be flooded. I was glad to see him.

"Greetings."

Then the chief frowned.

"You rude bastard! How dare you patronize an adult?"

"......"

I felt baffled, but I realized it was worth it. If I show my masters the magnificence of inner space, I don't stray much from my own standard because I want to be a reverent master, but I am only a young boy in my early teens. I came out of the village with a mangler, hesitant to say hello.

After a short while, the network tilts its head.

"Why would you make such a mistake if you knew that you shouldn't be condescending to your physical age?"

"Well..."

I hesitated and told the scouts why. When he answered that he made an unconscious mistake because of his last memory, he heard the story and said.

"You can't make this mistake for yourself anymore. I know you haven't had much to worry about in your previous life, but the more memories and relationships you accumulate, the better. If it repeats itself over and over again, it can cause mental illness in the long term."

"......!!"

I kept my mouth shut. According to the telepathy, the work now could be a simple mistake, but it could possibly be a cause for depression. It is also quite possible that there can be an abnormality in mental strength as memory builds up. I pondered and said to the goddess,

"But it's a pile of memories anyway... What if the day comes when I can't keep up with all my memories?"

"That's something to think about, too. Hmm..."

He thought for a moment and replied.

"I think I have a solution, but I'm not sure."

"What's that?"

"Let's go to the anthem first. It's not too late to tell your uncle."

I realized that the reason why hopelessness was so urgent was consideration that I no longer thought deeply about this matter. The telepathy is a guess as to what kind of depressing image I am experiencing as a former student. And I smiled bitterly because the prediction was hardly wrong.

- Obviously there are memories piling up. I can still remember everything with my memory, but I had a feeling that even after 10 more times like this, a significant forgetfulness or loss would come. It is not a concern in terms of simple experience, but it is likely to be a fatal drawback in areas requiring precision knowledge.

So how do we effectively transfer memory accumulation?

I thought endlessly as I followed the mountain path to the anthem. Of course, telepathy is already an excellent brain, but I can't stop thinking about it. It was the proposition [think for yourself] that Manhattan spoke of the spear. It is because knowledge that you think of as your own head and don't realize is worthless.

Soon I arrived at the front of the choir. The anthem was a place that seemed to be trapped in a branch shape, with a wall about this tall as a piece of cake. And the passageway between the walls into the anthem was not very guarded.

He said, walking forward.

"If you keep walking for five miles, you'll get a seal."

"The Seal? Can you cast the Seal?" "

"Of course. He's a pretty good magician, too."

He said, putting the gold filigree wire on his face because the telescopes answered so hot.

"Last time I came, there was an open road map. Of course, he would never leave the same camp behind because of his backwardness, so this time we'll have to break a new seal."

"Are you confident?"

"I'm not so sure. So if you can't do it, I'm gonna have to boil you out."

"......"

The knowledge of the true meaning of the telepathy was excellent enough to solve even the problem of Kim Mun Dun-gap, which was opened by Chon Woo-jin, the visionary, in a short time. Such a talent is not confident in deciphering the true meaning of the Jegalsa. I realized meeting Jegalsa is more annoying than I thought.

'Dammit. You have to learn to drink properly.'

While I was grumbling in my heart, the telepathy that was going ahead stopped. Suddenly, a plain filled with flags appeared. He glances back at the placement of the flag and says,

"Take one step forward from here and you'll be on your way."

"What kind of gin is this?"

"The gin of the Blue Bride Journal." I have a very strong personality... "

I tilted my head as the hammer grabbed my tongue.

"Toughness? Is that such an evil gin?"

"It's more evil than evil. I won't die if I get caught properly, but I'm forced to run away with tears in my eyes. Jeans made for humiliation."

"......"

Maybe Zegalsa broke through last time and gave us all her riddles. Maybe it was almost certain, so I didn't put it in my mouth. If a human being is full of personality, he is always angry when he gets confused.

Suzus

The telescopes move calmly forward, keeping an eye on the flag. It also seemed to go according to a certain law, up and down in an orderly fashion. About twenty chapters forward, he told me.

"Follow my lead. I've cracked it."

"... Well, I haven't memorized it all..."

I scratched my head. Of course, I had to memorize the steps of the telepathy, so I opened my eyes and looked, but I felt confused at some point. Then telemetry said,

"Then I'd better go around and check the core of the genuine law and let it go. Wait a little longer."

The telepathy that said that shifted back and forth as it moved up and down according to an unknown law where the flag had been inserted. After about 300 paces, the telescopes stopped at one point and pulled the red flag from the ground.

"The truth is gone. Now you can just walk through it."

"Is this the best you can do?"

"The jewel of this Book of the Bride Journal is made of stone stone. Raw Meat can only be caught if you try to rush through it in one month, but if you destroy it in the right order, even children and children will be eliminated."

"Oh..."

"Even so, you can't twist it so hard that you can't get it in with enough genuine knowledge."

Given the ferocious murmur of the mangrove, unlike it seems, the mangroves also struggled to decipher the fate of the Fountain.

'Mangosteen doesn't like Jegalsa very much.'

It felt more like a crocodile. I couldn't believe how little flags would come to my knees to trap or seduce a person.

Soon, Mangrove and I arrived in front of a strange house with blue and green alternates. There was a bamboo grove in the backyard, and the wind blew in a strange sound.

Boredom

Boredom

In front of the house, there was a strange device without an owner. It had four wheels on it, and it was like a person was made to sit and move. He glanced at the object and exclaimed.

"Jegalsa! I have a guest! What am I doing with a four-wheeler? Come out now!"

I didn't hear an answer. Instead, the four-wheeler without an owner suddenly began to squeeze toward the kiwa house. Obviously, it was by alchemy, so it was obvious that Jegalsa was guiding us. I walked along the four-wheeler without much effort, and the door of the kiwa house opened.

Thud

I feel like there's also a drinking technique going on here. When I went inside Kiwa's house, there was a bear.

"......?!"

Daewoongmyo!

A lazy bear with a black and white hide that lives near the Bamboo Forest is lying on the floor of the tree house. I was embarrassed and looked at the Great Grail, but a moment later, the Great Grail opened its mouth and spoke to people.

[Shh,,, Pearl,,]

"......"

[Coughs]

This is, uh...

[Th-think... th-think... th-think... th-think... th-think... Sherry...]

What an amazing thing to say! Maybe the body was somewhere else, and he had the bear speak for him. Even though I was insulted by the unexpected situation, I felt more ridiculous than angry.

He says with his head in his mouth.

"Aren't you going to give me a riddle?"

Daewoong opened his mouth.

[Hey ~ ~ ~ Yee-hee ~ ~ ~ ~ Dog,,, Rest Guten,,,, I,,, at the Royal Age... was fine,,, but my body is now... tiny,,,, sick ~ ~]

It seemed slow and secretly annoying to people. Then he picked up a dead stick near the Great Mausoleum and tore it apart.

[Now stop,,,, this tiredness, life,,,,, plus,,,,, taking a marker,, taking it, getting rid of it easy,, ~ ~ ~ ~ heh,,,,,, so,, Kane,,,, get lost,,,,, shh,,,, pearl.... Needless,, see,,,, long,, living,,,,, upper,, adult,, advice ~ ~]

"......"

The Qi is intense from the first face-to-face.

That was the first impression I got from the Jegalsa.