After returning to Jegalsa, I told her what had happened. She listened to me quietly and said.
"Well done. I just need to break the curse."
"Did it go well?"
I told him about my honest feelings.
"He's too dangerous."
She glanced back at me and said.
"But he's capable. It's hard to find someone as competent in the middle school as you are in this situation."
"But."
"What matters is where his abilities come from, and how he achieves them. I think it'll help the White Laws grow."
"I understand."
"The White Void Act..."
The horse stretches its tail for a moment.
"Go to the dragon song first. That would be nice."
"Will that be enough?"
"Of course."
At that moment, the Black Horse's voice echoes at the same time.
[It's not enough. But we still have to go to the dragon song.]
I can't believe there's so much contradiction in conversation!
I was embarrassed for the first time in my life, but after relieving my tension, I graciously conformed to her.
"My heart flutters with the thought of training."
[Why do I have to go to the dragon song?]
"Haha. You don't have a day or two for the realization of the shaman. It's going to be a big study."
[Once you're gone, the Zegalsa will begin a full-scale walk. I want to induce it.]
"By the way, I had some chicken for lunch, and the new hire seemed to be excellent."
You're going to look at the jegals' gin.]
"Of course, it's a successor specially recommended by the Jeongsi family. He's quite good compared to the rest of the midterm's seniors."
[You must quickly decide whether to accept or get rid of the Jegalsa. I want you to know this is very important.]
"Haha! That was a long conversation. I'll be going, then."
Respect!
"Take a look."
[Be diligent in your training, independent of the mission.]
I ended the bizarre conversation and came out with a expressionless face. My chest was slightly palpitated. It was the first time I had ever had a conversation in my life. And it got complicated in my head even though I wasn't walking for a few steps.
"Zegalsa's starting to walk? '
Are you suggesting that Jegalsa is watching me? Do you really care about me that much? I couldn't help but get the feeling that the Zegalsa was doing things her way, so I couldn't understand her behavior.
But then I realized...
She was observing Jegalsa.
I was the one who had a lot of conversations with Jegalsa while backing her up. She just watched and said what was necessary. The third party did not know that the black horse would seem unwilling, but in fact, he was observing carefully by his side to observe the figure and what he was thinking.
And as a result, it would have been the conclusion that the Jegalsa is controlling her gait because of me. I tilted my head because I didn't understand the big picture the doorbell saw.
Does Zegalsa care because I am the Lord of Chilyo?
Then why did he continue to rebel against me and ignore me?
How do you think Jegalsa will move forward?
Soon after, I sighed as I buried a lot of questions on the side of my bribe.
'You lack the experience of seeing people.'
Even though I had lived for over a hundred years and experienced all kinds of human military statues during the battle, it was nothing compared to the experience of the gumma who lived as Safa's first. He must have seen many bad Mado Palma as well as the warhorses everywhere, as well as the human terminology. I felt I needed to learn the attention of the sword, who had picked the stone from among them.
I finished my thought and headed straight for the dragon song. It was fierce, as if living fumes were passing through the canyons. I climbed to the top of the unnamed cliff of the dragon song and shouted.
"Here I am."
You don't have to use lions. Since the detection range of singularity is the entire dragon song, even the slightest sound and circumference of singularity will find its way.
By the way, after a while, I felt the singularity approaching me through the fog. It was an instant thing for the human being to appear outside of three pages of me with a clear figure.
The singularity stared at me and said,
"You seem to have a lot on your mind. If you're gonna train in that state of mind, get the hell out of here."
"......"
When I heard the great insult, I was embarrassed.
But soon I thought there was a reason for solitude. I was confused by the truth of the Black Horse a moment ago, and it must have been read in the eyes of the supreme solitude. I could definitely be trained by a lonesome master, but I thought it would be rude to be so confused.
So I stood still, clear my head, and said,
"That's enough."
"......"
"Something else wrong?"
"Son, let me ask you something."
The singularity wrapped around my arms.
"You have already reached the mastery level of the cerebral cortex. No matter where you go in Kangho, you're a superstar who doesn't kneel. That is why if I am going to teach you, you will be taught on a difficulty that cannot be compared to the average trainee. Would you rather be taught that?"
"Isn't it natural that the brain nephrine seeks power?"
"You don't want to back off, do you? That's why it's a brain aneurysm."
The singularity with a bitter smile said.
"Good. Let's go over what you know again."
I once again showed my sword to solitude. In the solemn eyes of the sword demonstration calmly from start to finish, there was no sense of surprise or awe like before. Instead, he looked carefully and seemed to think something through.
A long time later, the singularity said.
"You're here to learn about the Necromancer Sword and Necromancer."
"Yes. And you said you would give me the purification of the encephalocele."
"It's a bit annoying."
"What do you mean?"
"It is easy to teach the brother of the Shin Brain Dragon Sword in this state, but your sword is already sublimated to the sword of the magnetic stream. The entire sword will need to be repaired in order to load the lightning bolt of the new Braindragon Blade on the full moon exam."
"......!!"
I opened my eyes in shock. And he said,
"Repairing the entire sword means repairing the state of swordsmanship?"
"Maybe we should fix more than six."
"Is it important to load a landmine at the end of the Maturity Blast?"
"Hmm..."
The singularity sighed and explained.
"I wonder if it is necessary for you to learn the swordsmanship and the astrological sword, which are already cutting swords. Or, in fact, it's a problem because I learned those two cuttings. A superb tombstone sword has taken your Nephrectomy to the next level."
"Hmm."
"But let me be clear. It is the minimum requirement to master cerebral biopsy by grabbing a sword and loading a lightning bolt on a full bore inspection. If you want to learn about the Necropsy, you must be prepared to give up everything you've done so far."
"......"
I pondered the unthinkable hardship.
Fix more than six swords!
It was not at a level other than being familiar with the form of teaching at the Ministry of Neighborhood. It means that I will undo every habit, sword, breath, and universal law that I have spent centuries devoting to sword. It was clear that it would require a new level of effort to learn from scratch.
When I looked at what I was thinking, the singularity said.
"Think carefully. I can't say I've never had this experience before."
"Is there an easier way?"
"It might be better to just give up the Necromancer and practice swordsmanship under the sword. You might not be able to dig it up carelessly."
It was about making a choice.
Will I be able to learn the cutting of ginseng sticks and reach higher heights?
Or will you be able to get a cerebral neocortex cleanse by training your brain biopsy?
I thought about it and said.
"No, I'll learn."
"Good."
The cutting of the ginseng rods is also remarkable compared to the completion of the cerebral biopsy. Or better. However, I had a hunch that it would be difficult to learn the Encephalogram, so I wouldn't be able to learn it again if I passed it. Even if I lived in pain again for a hundred years because of this choice, I had to learn this.
Poison sat in a large area of the mountain and began to explain.
"The point of the Sword of the Braindragon is to draw out a lightning bolt."
"What are landmines?"
"You may know that our cerebral neocortex is essentially a gateway to the occupied spiritual limb. Spears, scrolls, swords, misunderstandings and dramatics require the application of a Ghost Watcher. It is because the coroner is very efficient and powerful by processing the pure force of nature. You knew all along, right?"
"Yes, I know."
Solitude nodded and said.
"The new BrainDragon Sword is a sword designed to maximize the use of the occult. It pulls the Ghost Keeper across the sky into the sword stream and runs it freely."
"You mean make a brain biopsy?"
"If the achievement of the new Braindragon Sword is increased, so be it."
"But that's not very practical..."
When I hesitated to speak, my intoxication laughed.
"Yes. Weak. If you pull a phantom watch from the outside and set off a lightning bolt, it's no different than a sword or a sword."
"Then why?"
"It is the swordsmanship of the brain nephrine that the priests were trained to carry out the ceremony of the Hungarian. I can't help it if I'm a little out of practice. because it's literally a sword that focuses on generating lightning machines, the spirits of the heavens and the earth. Those who entered the encephalonephrectomy were often disappointed and quit at the level of the Necromancery Blade."
The singularity that explained so far gripped my fist.
"But it's not. A lot will change if you learn the Sword of Braindragon and enter the Sword of Encephalogram at its profound depths."
"So what do I do?"
"First, I'll teach you the shape of the new Braindragon Blade for a day. It's a total of 18 herbs, so it shouldn't be hard to remember."
Fabababad
I memorized the movement as I watched the demonstration of the Poisonous Braindragon Needle Sword. It may seem difficult to memorize the 18-second ritual, but as a master, I was able to very precisely understand the movement of the human muscle bone. It was natural to know the meaning of the movement if you know the flow of the movement, and it was easier to remember.
It took me about five seconds to memorize the movements of the new Braindragon Blade. Beginning in the morning, training continued until sunset. Solitude told me the application when I thought I had memorized enough moves.
"Now I will teach you how to pull a lightning torch with a sword."
"Do you have a single stipple?"
"Of course. So a squadron of Hungarians is sharing a basic nature watch with a dog or a cow or a lightning mine? This is the secret of the Gateway. If you are not an immediate successor, you must keep it strictly secret."
Phage job!
"......!!"
I was surprised to see the venomous Brain Dragon Sword momentarily. I could not believe it was the same sword. The light of a perfect brain was hovering on the sword. I felt fascinated by the lightning watching the sword as it flowed like a river.
Soon after the sword demonstration, Solitude said.
"The first step is to get used to pulling out landmines through the New Braindragon Sword. Once you get used to this process, you'll be on your way to loading lightning strikes at the end of the day."
"Must it be the end of the world?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
Solitude remained silent to my question for a long time. Then he suddenly said.
"I don't know!"
"Yes?"
"Of course, I know the meaning of cerebral biopsy to the extreme. But that's not the answer to the end of the world. because it's a secret that only the early neophytes know."
"I don't really understand."
"If you get to where I am, you'll know what my answer means."
The singularity was described there and I didn't want to mention it anymore. I was frustrated, but I convinced myself that when I explained this culmination, it was hard to hear the details because I knew that writing would likely undermine my original intentions.
For ten days, I practiced pulling lightning bolts out of the Necromancers' Necromancers as a result of my solidarity. You seem to spend the rest of your day with a deadly Braindragon Sword.
Phage!!
It was three days after the lightning bolt was led by the proper grain. The singularity that was watching said.
"Just a little more practice and we'll be able to fully load the lightning bolt on the new Braindragon sword."
"You get used to it fast."
I felt strange. My talent for martial arts is nothing, but strangely enough, the new Braindragon Sword seemed to be advancing quickly. Then the singularity deeply spoke.
"Well, you're the master of cerebral hysterectomy, aren't you? It's weird how much longer it takes to fully provide the sword and its grain."
"Hmm."
"That's not the point. It's gonna be hard from now on."
I didn't know what he meant at first. However, it took about six weeks to become familiar with the process of loading a lightning bolt on a new brain dragon sword and realize it only after entering the next process.
The singularity that was watching my herbal development began to mourn when I started loading the mines in the Maturity Blast for the first time.
"Wrong!"
"Yes?"
"Why was the landmine not distributed evenly in the form of a full moon ring?"
"That's it. It's hard to keep the phantom keeper at the same time while I'm spraying the blade..."
"Khh... I knew it."
"Solitude," he said.
"Do you know why it's hard to keep it at the same time? It is because the tricks of oyster swords and axial swords are embedded in the bone marrow."
"......!!"
"Those who are only trained in cerebral hysterectomy don't think about it."
The grumbling singularity gave me a word that would show me hell in the future.
"I should have ripped it from the ground up!"
The Eye of Poison shines brightly.
It reminded me of blindness, which made me gloomy.