Triple Yellow Oze 24093;
Upon returning to Mangweing, he summoned General Hwang Yeon to confirm the rescue of the dishwashers. General Huangyeon was greatly pleased, and Wang Wang said.
"General, we keep our promises, so you should take them seriously."
"Hmmm... Of course. But there's a problem."
"What issues are you talking about?"
"Even if I confess to His Majesty the injustice of this matter, there is no one to help. We need a political force other than the military."
Then Hope replied.
"I'm going to bring you in on our side."
"A contour? Is that possible?"
"Purpose is mutually exclusive. How is that possible with the testimony or evidence of the victims in the mineshack?"
"Hmm... Then I won't spare my slaves."
After their conversation, Desperation went back to talk to the rescued. When Wisdom returned, I asked him a question.
"I tried to persuade him once, but he failed. I told you that. What do you want to do?"
I did.
The blue-blooded world and the head of the palm trees! He was a very tall archaeologist and a very clean manager, capable of piercing the obstacles of alumni or gold and pushing it forward with skill. The political power of the university and Daehyun is considerable.
However, for the first time, the persuasion of the landscape had failed in a former life when anti-celestial blindness and cerebral nephropathy were associated. I did not know the details of the situation because I could not follow along with the persuasion, but I failed despite the confrontation with Lee Kwang who was close to my back. Based on my experience, the telepathy fluttered.
"According to you, the blue-vein was in fact a form of Lee Kwang and based on his friendship, Lee Kwang went to persuade him but failed. And I hadn't heard the details, but it wasn't about the political mobilization, it was about more complicated backgrounds. Are you sure this is it?"
"Yes. From what I recall, Lee Kwang did his best but was grieved that he failed."
"Then persuading the contours should begin by figuring out what's going on with him. It must have been hard having no time at the time, but it's different now. As long as our progress hasn't been compromised, we can try."
Faith said so.
"Hung Hung. Can you give me a Dual Goat?" "
Two-gold swords were the auxiliary swords of chrysalis with the affection of moist quencher. I fought the monsters in the mineshaft and took my twin swords.
"Of course. But what are you going to use..."
"Let me explain my plan at once."
The hammer sat down in the big mouth.
"Our fundamental direction of action is to [surrender to the Chinese]. In that case, the first active gynecologist must be Han Se Ga in Fall Yang first. I will arrange a pile by persuading the Hundred Courage, the housekeeper of Hansea Sega and the connoisseur of fanatics."
"......!!"
"As well as proving our worth and ease of the imperial robe to her, the Black and White Soviet Union will gain credit in the future by delivering it through her to the Bavarian monk. And after the restrictions of the Christians are lifted, the Christians will also support us completely. The Swordsman is a tribute to persuade the Hundred Commandos."
I told the Grimm.
"Then I'll come with you and help you. Her Unsullied usually can't survive on an unmanned ship."
The network shakes its head.
"No, you can't. You should never expose your face or face to the outside for any reason in your previous life. If we don't eliminate our enemies as well as this rescue operation."
"What do you mean?"
"Exposure means extreme disadvantage. If the enemy knows your name, face, season of use, abilities, etc. the range of activity will be greatly reduced. I intend to run you as one last resort."
"Hmm."
"By the way, you shouldn't be known to the Christians either. Keep this in mind."
I didn't quite understand.
Why shouldn't I be exposed to the imperial palace, to the Liberty Church, to all kinds of attention, to all kinds of things?
I thought there was something else, but I had to move on because it was the last number. The scourge was a horse.
"Of course, I'm not going to persuade him right now. I intend to start planning from that point on, after roughly two to three years of stacking up shamanism and drinking, and getting the anti-celestial blindness into orbit. So right now, I need you to concentrate solely on following the trail of the late night."
"Do I really have to go to the north end of the world?"
"It may seem silly, but right now that's as short as it gets. Without the power of the last night of Sunday, we can't predict what will happen in the future. Leave all the work of the middleman to me and you go find Makiya."
"I understand."
Go to the north end of the world.
Desperation told me that I was thinking about it.
"And also, find a place to practice the art of witchcraft."
"I see."
"Until now, you have focused solely on the shameless, but your skills in the fighting will be imperative. You're a novice alcoholic at the moment, but please take it to the next level."
"......"
It's not that easy. There was something more difficult about raising the bar than being a shaman. Mangosteen is an acquired method of increasing discretion after learning basic alchemy, so you can develop quickly, but that's not what I am.
I got out of the Grimoire, and I made a rumble first. The telepathy was because I wanted to go north and get a clue right now. Miho appeared next to me as I came out of the rumble and said,
"The northern end is probably more upward than the Great Plains."
The Great Plains meant vast grasslands inhabited by nomadic peoples beyond the Great Wall of Midland. It was home to the favorable nomadic people who had become the foundation of the original country, and it was now known that the number was drastically reduced by the imperial subjugation of the South Korean Empire.
I told Miho.
"Have you ever been to the savanna or up there?"
"Hmmm... I don't know, but I think I overdid it once. I've crossed the land of the North before the fluctuations. But the Maiden has never been to a place like the northern end of the world."
"I've been to the North Sea Glacier Bow. I'm going to have to go based on that."
"If it's an Arctic ice bow, isn't it one of the twelve?"
"That's what happened."
In the past, I have sought twelve verses from all over to compete with twelve verses. Often twelve tribes were in fluctuations, but the North Sea ice palace was strangely in the eastern land to the north of dogs. Sea Sami? It was located in a small city, also called).
Of course, the land with the North Sea Ice Bow was very cold. At that time, I had to go to the North Sea Glacier Palace with my fur tucked away, even though I had a great indoor air and a close proximity to the pinnacle. It was because it was apparent that the internal air leaked continuously because of the fierce waves.
Miho said.
"Then why don't you enlist the help of the Archdiocese while you're at it? I think he knows the northern continent well."
"Maybe that's a good idea..."
Miho's words made sense. The North Sea Ice Bow was not only a twelve verse crest, but also a loser in that area. It was clear that he had immersive knowledge of history, geography, and texts. Miho said.
"Oh, by the way, it's going to take a while."
"What?"
"Didn't Manhattan tell you not to reveal your appearance or your deeds? That would, of course, also apply to the twelve verses. There must be some way to hide your identity."
"Hmm."
After listening to Miho, I thought for a moment. And he said,
"Well, I'll stop by and think about it."
Pa!
I came up with Miho after a while to consider using the light. To be precise, he visited Senator Hwaseong, who was a frequent guest of the Jeongsi family. When Miho and I suddenly appeared in the Medicine Palace, the Chairman of Hwaseong, who was organizing the medicines, was greatly surprised.
"Now, are you the young white man of the watch?"
"I'll see you soon. Have you been well?"
As I gave my regards, the peace sign smiled.
"Haha... Of course I'm good with the gold ingots you gave me. I've already commissioned the Merchant Guild on Mars to bring my clan into consideration. You're a hero to the Fahrenheit clan."
"Did someone ever tell anyone about my work?"
"No, I haven't. Your very existence is a secret only I and my dear lord know."
Fortunately, my existence was kept secret by a flower signature or a housekeeper. I sighed in my heart.
He said, looking at Miho.
"Are you..."
Miho smiled brightly and replied before I could say anything.
"Greetings. I am Miho, the wife of the Hundred."
"Oh... good to see you."
"......"
I looked at Miho with ridiculous eyes, but Miho was looking at me, saying, "What should I do?" I got to the point.
"The reason I'm here today is to discuss a different topic of shaping."
"Plastic surgery?"
"Yes, I know the basics of plastics, but I'm not sure, so I'd like to get more details from Chairman Hwang instead of Cheonghao."
"Hmm..."
The signature made a serious face. Then he brought a body model of an acupuncture practice nearby and laid it down.
"Explain to me as much as you know about plastics."
"Plastic surgery is part of surgery as part of medicine. Not only do we use knives directly, but we also use acupuncture and elixirs of our vision. It also requires a delicate understanding of the body's muscles and skeletons."
"That's enough of the overview. Then explain to me the specifics of what you know."
"First of all, the path of the tightrope holds two rapid pulses like this..."
I gathered my memory and talked about a cosmetic procedure, roughly. Then the flower sign stroked his chin and said.
"Looks like you've been handed off somewhere. But you're wrong. Your knowledge of plastics is largely missing, and you haven't used it in practice."
I nod with a shy look.
"That's right."
When I learned medicine for decades, I was also taught plastics under the signature of a flower. However, I did not acquire it easily because plastic surgery was a fairly difficult medical practice. Moreover, patients who had to use plastics were extremely rare, so they had no chance to actually try it. Moreover, it had been a long time since then, so I forgot about knowledge everywhere.
Hwaseong said.
"Expanding like this will temporarily alter your appearance, but in the long run, it will be a monstrous shape that will put a great burden on your facial muscles and tissues. I'll give you the correct plastics."
"Can I open it up for myself?"
"In other words, what you know about plastics is that you use acupuncture to stabilize your body's Qi by using shampoo. It's just a formula. It would take decades of polishing if you wanted to learn proper plastics, but at that level, you wouldn't have to be too hard on yourself."
"Glad to hear it."
The flower sign asked with a curious face.
"Is there something you need to change your face about?"
"Yes, it is."
"Then I shall repay your kindness. I'll give you a plastic surgery myself."
"......!!"
"Of course, my plastics are special, so you don't have to worry about returning to my appearance. You just have to stimulate the tachycardia a few times, and you'll be back to normal."
I can't believe the mastermind's signature is doing the plastic surgery!
If so, it will be far more perfect than I unfold. He glanced at Miho who looked like a beautiful woman who was beside him, and whispered to me.
'Your mature appearance will be very ugly if you follow the mirror, but I will make you especially handsome. I'm sure your boy would love that.'
"......"
Probably heard Miho's hearing. But Miho pretended not to hear. Then he sent me a sarcastic planter.
[100k, be molded! If you don't answer, I won't let you.]
[Hey, what are you threatening?!]
[Ufuhu.]
Miho giggled.
[Handsome is the best!]
[......]
So the next day, I was given a plastic procedure by the Illuminati painter, and the remaining time, I was given a plastic procedure and medicine again. It was an attempt to raise the level of plastic surgery to the extent that I could use it myself in the future while saving missing memories.
It took me about seven days and nights to complete my plastics. Seven days later, when I took off the bandage on my face, the flower sign wiped the sweat off my forehead and said.
"That's it."
"Thank you."
"Your wife might die of shock. Haha."
When I came out, Mi-ho, who was playing the festival by himself, looked over here. Suddenly, I looked frightened.
"Who are you?"
"It's me, Miho."
"Huff..."
Miho seems unable to resist the awe. Then he flew away and hugged me.
"Hey, Western! You didn't know!"
"Ugh... let... me... go..."
"Kahahaha. What a beauty."
I felt uneasy because Miho liked it so much. And the flower signature showed me the mirror.
"......!!"
What is this?!
In the mirror, there was a young man who was literally reminded of a girl ( ), not my original ugly face, but bent, dark, and ugly somewhere in the usual place. I can trust a pretty girl with a little decoration!
Since Congressman Hwaseong said his vision of plastics will be uniformly shaped for future growth, if he grew up like this, he would look more like "pretty" than "handsome"!
The senator clears his throat as I make a long face.
"Th... your wife made a special request."
Perhaps Miho's taste is mixed a lot.
"......"
What should I do with it?
When I thought I had to live as a parasitic brother in the future, I felt something dark.