After discussing with the gumma, I came to the conclusion that I had to negotiate with the twelve commandments, the supreme order of twelve. And one conclusion came from thinking about what to do next.
"First we have to clear the doorway. Then let's consider it."
"Considering?"
"There seems to be some kind of magical defence in a city called the Divine Realm. Even if you can get in there using boiling light, it's not good to give twelve millennials the alertness they have."
I finally understood him and nodded.
"You mean it's better to take advantage of Jung Cheolwook's influence and start thinking about opening a new place."
"Yes. I'll decide after I join the twelve."
It was definitely a trick.
I will not go to the Pantheon in search of the Twelve Gospels by myself, but by the protection of the Authority of Consideration! If this happens, not only will the Twelve Provinces not only be able to attack indefinitely, but even if the proposed Twelve Provinces fail, they will be safe indefinitely.
The sword's words continue.
"From today, I will arrange for the treasure of the doorway to be completed in three days."
As she lost her will, the work was done in full swing. And while she was busy cleaning up the sign, I decided to work on the consideration first.
Pa!
I came to think about it using a flashlight and met Senator Hwaseong. Senator Hwaseong looked quite surprised to find me.
"Heh. Another day-walker." "
I told him, embracing him.
"I have something urgent to tell you today."
"Huh?"
I mentioned that the current situation and the decision to relocate the stronghold was taken into consideration and that I needed the help of the Jeongseon family. While listening to the story, Congressman Hwaseong's face seemed to have deep thoughts. I looked him in the eye and said,
"That's why I wanted Congressman Hwa to post the word to Jeong Joo first."
"Well... it's not that difficult..."
A blurry flower signature said.
"How are you going to convince your master?"
"That's..."
"Isn't the Sapa Moon Clan of the Middle School the greatest? This is a different dimension than transferring the willingness of the HA Fahrensea. Since Jung Cheol-wook Gaju is not dark in the affairs of the Moorish, if he allowed the migration of powerful Middle Eastern tribes like the infinite, he would know that the twelve rate of revolt is not great."
"I can persuade the twelve."
"That would have been the first time we passed Jung's household."
The flower sign sighed.
"I'm telling you, a gold ingot like this won't work on Jung's family. Since he is the most considerate heretic, there is no need to waste wealth, fame, or treasure. I need you to think of a way to get me back."
"......"
I pondered and said:
"Even if it is the heavenly elixir or the treasure that counts for a thousand years?"
"That's how it's supposed to be... but does it exist?"
I nodded and pulled the Black & White Soviet and Dual Swords out of my armor.
"This will do."
"Ugh…!!"
As soon as I saw the Black & White Soviet Union, I was surprised to see how much it was worth. When I explained the value of the Black & White Soviet Union and the Dugosword, the flower signatures shocked me and said with trembling hands.
"Here we go. I'll start with the horses."
"Thank you."
"But can't you just give me a root of black and white?"
I smiled and said.
"As long as you speak well, that's all I can do."
"Leave it to me!"
Soon after the signature, I began to pay for the black and white roots. He visited Jung Cheol-wook that day and told him about the migration. Jeong Cheol-wook asked me to see if I was curious when I heard that.
As I went to the front of Jung Cheolwook, he said with an interesting beard.
"I've heard of nonEnglish. Among the safaris of the Middle Church called Madopharman, Moonpara was the leading."
"That's right."
"Hmm... I'd like to see the goods first."
"Yes, this is it."
When I showed him the Black & White Sovereign and Duo Swords, he was crying out for some reason. It seemed to be an irresistible temptation for him, the second-best heretic to consider. Jung Cheol-wook, who was thinking about something for a while, said.
"You've got enough conviction, but I need conviction."
"If you're sure..."
"Even though your words may be classified as Safa, but in between, they will eventually be called the Safa chief. The twelve verses will surely think of you as a problem. Is there any evidence to improve that perception?"
In other words, he asked for assurance so that he would not have an accident when he came to think about it. In Jung Cheol-wook's view, it was a perfectly natural request. I thought about it for a while and said,
"I think that's a problem that we and twelve shareholders can solve. I heard that persuading the twelve is no different than persuading the twelve."
"Oh... are you sure you want to convince that monster?"
"Like a monster? He's human after all, isn't he?"
"......"
When I talked back, Jung Cheol-wook gave me a blank look. Then I burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! You, too, and the twelve Commandments of the house of Nana and Issi, are not to be treated lightly. What we find most difficult in the world is not the emperor of the Middle East, but the twelve commandments."
"......!!"
"Fine. If you're that sure, I'll arrange a seat for you. If I had the confidence to take full responsibility, I'd believe you."
Jung Cheol-wook had a pleasant side. If we treat it more like a lifetime, we will accept it even though there are a few other places. I sighed of relief as I learned that the negotiations were relatively successful.
"Thank you."
After I gave up the Black & White Sovereign and Dual Goblins, she came back to the Moon and reported the results to the Black Horse. She was very happy.
"Well done! No one in the world will be as quick and as sure as you."
"The problem is persuading the twelve."
"Hm. That's probably the most annoying..."
She frowned and told me.
"Is that all you gave the Black & White Soviet to the owner this time?"
"No, we can actually go to the sulfuric acid pond and dig some more."
Since the Black & White Soviet Union was full of lotus flowers, at least a dozen more could be collected. The reason we have not done so so so far is because we did not feel the reason to dig so far. Even though there were only Yeny7 Black & White Sovereign Union, it was full of garages to achieve its goal.
And she said,
"Then dig up ten more."
"Yes."
"And I think we're going to need a bookkeeper. I don't have at least ten bodies to make a big headline."
I realized what she meant by that.
"Are you suggesting we engage the network?"
"He's one of the most underrated descriptions. I still think it's too late to be."
I shook my head.
"I don't want to."
If he wanted to attract Mangosteen, he should have brought him in at the beginning of his 16th life. I neglected him on purpose because I wanted to empower myself. I didn't know what I'd hear if I brought in a scourge just now. I didn't even see him.
She calmly said that she had read my thoughts.
"I think I know what you're thinking. But you don't have to think that."
"What do you mean?"
"That's not enough of a grudge against you or a grudge against you for a man of talent. You've been with him so long, and you still don't know him? Rather, he was always happy when you chose him."
The shepherd, who cut it just right, pointed at me.
"You've always been the Lord of Perdition."
"......"
"Delightfulness will surely understand you. And they're gonna come up with the best plan for the situation that's changed. Don't you think?"
Lord!
I felt suffocated when I heard that. I have always felt that I have received great blessings from him, and have lived to repay his debt. He had never approached the concept of a master and a scribe.
She strokes her chin.
"And I don't know why. Perhaps we can persuade the Ten Commandments to do so until we reach the wisdom of the dead. I have a feeling about that."
"Well..."
"Come on, go. There's no need to get distracted."
I came out of nowhere like I was halfway gone. But I didn't think about going straight to the boiling hills, so I sat on the nearby hills and thought for a while.
I've left him to train personally for the last seven years. I was so sorry that I didn't even think to look for him. I was also afraid of how desperate it would be to let the evils of the world slide.
However, according to the sword, it is foolish to think this way.
'Apologize to telepathy.'
The network will understand my choice.
I came to a conclusion in my mind. Then he dug ten black and white Soviet pigeons out of sulfuric acid first, then used a flashlight to head for the rumble.
Pa!
When you reach the Void Song, you ascend to the familiar Mangrove's abode. I could have gone straight away, but I wanted to visit him formally instead of surprising him like a wild goose chaser.
But I felt something strange on the way up.
"... no trouble?"
I didn't feel the anxiety that the telepathy had always spread around my residence. It means that the network has not been destroyed. I went up to the Manga Mansion with a quick walk because I wonder why this is happening.
The house looked like a bitch. During the day, there was a distinctly people-free smell and mold inside. I took another look at the interior of the house, and there were no books or stands where the telescopes used to be.
What's going on? '
I went down to the lair of the dead and asked the roamers about the dead.
Then one of the prowlers, who was serving as a servant of the network, said with a big mouth.
"The scout master? He said he was training and left."
"... What?"
He taps the bear stand on the floor and says,
"What the hell... I've been living like a potter. His fortune would have been the richest in the county. But I left all that behind and went somewhere to learn how to drink."
"How to drink?"
"No wonder you're a shaman."
He seemed right all along, but I know he wasn't. If I don't give him the night off to release his talents through manual recognition - his talent in telepathy is extremely slim. I didn't understand that I was going naked to learn how to drink.
"So where did he go?"
"Hmm... I don't know."
"Anyone worth knowing?"
Then the villager scratches his head and says,
"I don't know. He paid me to work sometimes, but he was a total mystical man himself... No human knows that in a fancy tune."
"......"
I thought he might be right. The retinue does not reveal itself quickly and is not sloppy enough to leave its mark on the oscillating track. If hopelessness really went on a trip to find a way to drink, then no one would know.
I was thinking about it, but this time I headed to a village near Nakyang, where Chun Woo-jin is a hallucination.
Pa!
After hiding the Hermit Secretary in the pine forest, you set out to walk inside the village of Cheonwoojin. I could have died if I got caught by Cheonwoojin, but now my heart was shaking violently enough to bear it.
On the other hand, before entering the village and walking about twenty paces, there was no shortage of molten laver around it. The fog is so thick that you can't see it even an inch in front of you, and Cheonwoojin slowly walked from the other side of the fog.
After seven years, his appearance remained almost unchanged. He was still like a peasant boy. Cheonwoojin stared at me sharply and said.
"You're a Muslim of Kangho."
"......"
"But what is that strange Qi that flows through your body?"
"Wonderful?"
"Don't be ridiculous. You must be carrying a bopae."
Choon Woo-jin pointed at me with his finger and said.
"I don't know which disciple you are, but fuck off. Otherwise, I'll do my best."
"A disciple of the Good? That's not who I am."
"Then what are you?"
"I am the Hundred Hundred. I came here to find out about your death penalty, the cult of the dead."
"......!!"
Cheonwoojin was surprised when he heard me. He muttered, staring at me with a cautious look.
"How do you know about my execution?"
"I'm his colleague. Suddenly, he disappeared from the Rumble Song.I thought he might know about the Eastern Gate."
"I can't believe it."
Cheonwoojin held back like that and waved his hand.
"Perhaps I should overpower you and listen to your tale. Here, take this."
Phew!!
In that moment, an enormous cloud rushes towards me, leaving no gap between heaven and earth. I didn't feel the will, and it was sudden, so there was nothing I could do for myself. I was embarrassed and used the obituary to avoid the clouds, but the voice of the heavenly rain echoes across the clouds.
[Do you use the technique of strength? Then you can't get away from the choir.]
Enlightenment?
It's probably called the obituary, but I don't know what it means.
'Well... we certainly can't avoid it indefinitely.'
There are limits to avoiding the fog of Cheonwoojin at a processable speed of the apocalypse. There is no way I can win as long as space and time are controlled with free materials as he wishes.
I couldn't help but take out the last night and hold it in my hands. I was wondering if this might be a solution.
Then he swung his veil towards the fog that was flying towards me.
Blah!
It's that moment. The mist is scattered everywhere, and there is a faint chorus of hallucinations standing in ruins. Cheonwoojin was holding his left hand, and there was blood flowing. Perhaps he was injured by the sword that was just spilled when he swinged his last night.
'Ugh... I woke up!!'
Did I break Choon Woo-jin's illusion?!
I couldn't believe it myself, so my eyes trembled.
Cheonwoojin was staring at my hand, without being overwhelmed by the pain in his hand. Then he cried out in horror.
"Chi... chiyo! You mean the owner of Chilyo?!"