As I went to the Blue Dragon Palace, the singularity was waiting.

"We have a lot to talk about. Let's talk inside."

"Yes."

He was really a natural but somewhat hasty step, waiting for me to come. Soon after entering the interior room of the Blue Dragon Palace, Lee Kwang, Jin Xu Chung and Cheol were also there. Perhaps if nothing else happened, they would have kept waiting at the War of the Warlords. Solitude said after sitting down.

"First, tell me from the beginning."

"Yes."

I thought I heard what I was doing with Jinzo's office. So, after I broke up with Jinzo, I negotiated with the Libyan Church and briefly explained what I had done as a service ceremony. My solidarity was satisfied when I told him that I had the demand from the Beacon Ceremony and was able to face the imperial decree.

"Yes, if you can handle that peculiar alchemy, you won't have to tear down the Imperial Palace."

"But I have something to tell you..."

"What is it?"

I looked around the left. And I took a deep breath.

"Hold hands with the Libyan church."

"......!!"

At that moment, I was living in the whole body of Choengwol and Lee. Cheongwool looked ridiculous, but he still couldn't believe it, but at the same time he seemed difficult to suppress his feelings of grief. The distorted look on your face will turn into malignant malice in a moment. Lee Kwang was a frozen expression, but I knew that there was a great anger underneath that expression.

Jinzo Chung closed his eyes to see what he was thinking and did not change his face, and his singularity was also humbling, crouching his chin. Solitude seemed the most temperate and practically the same here. The singularity slowly opened its mouth.

"Explain the situation. You didn't bring up such nonsense without a reason."

"The rabbi wanted the neonatal brain to return to the rabbi. And he made me his appointee at the same time as a neophyseal."

"Hehehehe... a paralegal..."

Poison laughs in vain. However, he smiled and his eyes sank endlessly, noticing that he was suppressing considerable anger. I expected a reaction, so I took it out before the feelings of solitude caused any turbulence.

"That's why I think we should unite with the Libyan Church."

"Why? Do you feel like flying because you can get all three: the Necromancery Advocate, the Legion of Lords, and the Catholic tax collector at once?"

As the singularity blurted out, I slowly replied.

"You know that's not true, right? And if I really wanted to do that, I would have distorted the story I just told you. I would like to use this proposal of the Church to make it a revitalizing cornerstone of the brain stem."

"What are you talking about?"

I clenched my fist.

"Think about it. The Soviet Church has already dispatched the Senate to the Node of the Monastery. It means that we decided not to go off the rails, but to go to war with the Imperial Court. That's what I commanded. It's been five days since then, and by now most of the elite of the platinum is probably herded near the Falls."

"I suppose."

"And if the Vagina fights the Imperial Palace and wins, then she will be the world of the Vagina."

As I gazed back at the solitude, he looked as if he had noticed something.

"Are you suggesting... that the Sovereign Church seize the world and assassinate the Sovereign Church?"

"Exactly."

I nodded.

"When you look at the gap, if you use the power of inversion to assassinate the Sovereign Lord in the future, you will be in chaos. And by the time the brain kidneys have accumulated enough, they should be able to regenerate profoundly."

"Hmm... Are we going to twist the plan a bit?"

"Didn't the monk originally decide to assassinate you? And while we're at it, we'll leave the imperial palace to the Baekkyo Church."

"......"

As the story progressed, I confirmed that the life that had risen from Cheongwol and Lee Kwang had faded away. Cheongwol also looked troubled as if to examine the authenticity of my story, and Lee was still frozen.

I thought about it a lot and sighed.

"Now it's a trick. If so, the encephalonephrine should definitely be able to resurrect in about a decade."

"It takes time to gather the victors and acquire the secrets of the Celestial Legion, so hopefully not."

"Of course. Huh-huh... That's a pretty good plan."

The singularity smiled a little as if it had made me feel better. Then Choongwol, who was listening next to me, said with worry.

"Sir, how do you assassinate a parishioner if you don't understand? Is there any way to do that?"

Then the singularity said decisively.

"Cheongwool. I can't tell you the details right now, but White Tiger has the ability to assassinate the monk completely. Don't worry, I can vouch for that in my name."

"Hmm..."

Choengwol folded his arms as if he was thinking about something and said to the singularity.

"But isn't it too much to say that the white herd has become a cerebral neophyseal?"

"What are you talking about?"

"A lone adult ought to be the patron saint of the human brain, as seen in anal terms. Being an advocate means being a servant of the cerebral cortex. I think you're the only one who's qualified to do that in the brain kidney right now."

He was right in the verse. No one here will ever doubt the logic of that word. Of course, singularity had the highest priority in a normal order. I thought about going back, but I didn't think it was a good idea to step forward, so I waited for the word of solitude.

The poison opened its mouth.

"Of course. Under normal circumstances, I'd be a lawyer right now. Even the competition with Lee Chung Un only conceded his talents because he was an impossible genius, but it was originally my order."

"Of course."

"But now is not a normal situation. The Bishop wants the White Tiger to be the Lion, and that's because he wants to put the White Tiger at the forefront and effectively control the brain kidney. If we accept the suggestion of the Baptist and then bend over, there is no point in opposing it."

"No, why is it meaningless?"

The singularity sighed.

"It's obvious. I can tell."

"Why?"

"Uncle... that's the kind of man the bishop is. He's been like that since he was a kid! He has never broken his stubbornness."

"......"

Cheongwol shut up. It's because no one knows the Plutocrat better than the solitude of the nephew of the same clan. He was most likely right. And even with the history of the Baptist, I was able to understand that he was extremely stubborn.

The word of solitude followed.

"Fortunately, the White Tiger is not so unqualified as a courtesan. They were all profoundly hardened by the cuneiform encephalocele, and most of all, they were cerebral necropsy. And there's a lot of brain aneurysms that we know about. I don't think it's unacceptable for a centurion."

"......!!"

He looks shocked. He looked at me with small eyes of disbelief, but I did not respond to his gaze. Then he said as if he had no choice.

"Hmmm... if that's what the old man wants. I'll admit it."

"Yes, that's better."

It was then.

"You're playing!"

Suddenly, the light suddenly came out and the atmosphere of the left was cooled. The look of solitude and cleanliness on his face when he fell asleep was stiff. Choengwol raised his life as if he were going to attack Lee, but he said as hard as he could.

"What? Did I just hear that wrong, Lee?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I couldn't help but say something because the situation was so funny."

"Damn you! Looks like you'll wake up after you die."

He jumped up and stood up.

Kuku...

In his hands was already the thunderous power of the cerebral body. If he wishes, he can quickly go out and destroy the three radii. Since Choengwool's shamanism had reached a fairly high point even at its earliest peak, there was no guarantee that Lee Kwang today would win Choongwool.

Then Lee Gwang-nik said.

"Will you just listen to me? Am I not qualified to say a word to this ambassador if I'm your direct disciple?"

"Hmm."

Choengwol hesitates. Though he was furious with the sound of his words, Lee Gwang-un was a former aide and sole direct disciple of Lee Chung-un. There was nothing more to say in the matter of setting up the Lion of Protection than Yi Kwang. Cheongwol suppressed his anger and said.

"If you have something to say, say it."

"Thank you."

Lee took a deep breath for a moment and said.

"I have two questions about this."

"Question?"

"The first is the Jinn of the Church."

Lee Kwang rushed out with his cold eyes.

"The bishop ordered that hunk to collect our cerebral kidneys. But if we listen to his story and go to the headquarters of the Bavarian Church, what guarantee do we have that it's not a trap...?"

"Hmmm..."

"It's likely he's planning to screw us over. So I couldn't agree more. It is unrealistic to believe a single word the Church says."

The singularity of hearing Lee Gwang's words was a way of thinking again. The singularity that was clutching my chin continued.

"What's the second?"

"It's connected to the first. It's likely that the bishop with such intent made a deal with the Hundred Hundred."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"If we follow the teachings of the Hundred Hundred, we will all be destroyed in the worst case. After that, the Hundred Hundred Hundred will become the Second Son of the World, without any opposition to the Brain Necromancer, the Taxonomist of the Church, and the Legion of the Crown at once. It's a perfect plan."

"......!!"

"Later on, you might want to raise a pupil of your own choosing to subordinate it to the hydrocephalus."

Lee Kwang's silent words seemed to have caused a ripple in his chest of solitude and clarity. In particular, he was agitated by the expression as if he could not catch the ribs, but it was evidence that there was a power to shake people's hearts in Lee's words. Solitude was much more profound than cleanliness, so it was not easy for him to express his feelings, but he was also in trouble.

Lee Gwang-yi said.

"Be realistic. Can you trust the White Hermit with the brainstem and the lives of all of them? I would never do that."

"Hmm."

I was stunned.

"What kind of talk is that? '

Lee told me nothing about wanting to become an encephalocele. However, the elders of the cerebral cortex attacked my confidence, stimulating the anxiety that I was struggling with. At the same time, by using the word 'realistic,' I made it clear that I had not shown any pictures of the future of the brain kidneys.

Truly cunning and eloquent!

It was evidence that Lee is not just a fool with weakness, but a clergyman with his own wisdom and impending response. If I do anything wrong here, I will get swept away by Lee Kwang and fall into a difficult situation.

'You have to refrain from doing useless things here.'

So what's the best thing I can do?

I looked straight into the Eye of Solitude. And I said,

"Sir."

"......"

"You know why you can trust me. And you also know that I can't forge."

I reminded my readiness that I shared my past life's secrets with the nondirective Obsidian. Then the singularity spilled and said.

"I know. But I do."

"Yes."

"So is the abduction of the mass, and it's been a long time coming, hasn't it? Today, I kept the Synonym between the girls to communicate with her, but I did not think about it."

"What do you mean?"

"Of course, I know she's someone I can trust. But it's also true that he is a person of the unknown."

"......"

"I'm anxious."

At that moment, I could see where the anxiety of solitude originated.

The uncertainty of Obsidian's memory!

Obsidian shows my memory like Juma, so I can't doubt my reality. But solidarity had read my memories and made sense, but it was hard to bring them right to reality. Because the adventure I was on was so vast and a series of vivid experiences, I had no doubt that it was just a fabricated story.

The singularity said after a while.

"I think we should hold off on this..."

He shakes his head and says,

"100k. If you want to participate alone, you can participate. But I'd like to preserve our forces and keep an eye on things."

"You're right."

Choengwol confronted me. He had originally been deemed unfit to give me a cerebral circumcision. Lee Gwang-nim was smiling invisibly, because the work was going on as he intended.

I felt frustrated.

That's not it! '

The only enemy for the Christians was the imperial palace, and the bishop knew about it, so he went out to fight the imperial palace without hesitation. After the defeat of the imperial palace and the rise of the Soviet Union as the only neutralizing force, we will boast of unstoppable power that no one can control.

And here's the problem. If the brain nephrines do not participate in the imperial attack, they will eventually be pushed out of the academy, even if they return to the Liberty Church in the future. Because it's literally the most difficult battle the Soviets can have. Afterwards, if the brain neonates join, there will be no chance of recognition. It's clear that the reincarnation of the brain kidneys is getting further and further away.

But it was hard for me to explain in my mind. Because this calculation is entirely based on the assumption that the neocortex is moving according to my plan. Due to Lee Gwang's speech, solitude and cleanliness can only be explained by the sound of my mouth when I doubt my own intentions.

What do we do? '

Before arriving at the Blue Dragon Cabinet, Zegalsa warned me of a trick to persuade me of the brain aneurysm.

[You'll have to be careful with just one. He's unpredictable.]

[I know.]

[Well... if Jung Yi is interrupted, then I can't help it. I have no choice but to settle this with him.]

[I'll fight him with my life.]

Then Jegalsa slapped her chest and said.

[You stupid bastard! That's all you think about when you say death row? I don't know who's a no-man with a knife.]

[Then what should I do?]

[I'm going to use a subtle interfering technique next to his personality, Bonamana Lee. To figure out this technique, you have to use the conjunctival language to build a blanket with the distracting party. Even if he is involved in your intentions, we have to start by persuading him.]

[That's hard.]

[Khh... damn it... I wouldn't have to explain this to you.]

......

I felt a sense of confusion about what Zegalsa meant when it came to this. After Lee went out of his mind and tried to let go, no matter how hard he tried to lower the anxiety of solitude and cleanliness, it was counter-effective. It is because I do not reach Yi Kwang much in dealing with human psychology. Lee Kwang was a big enough person to put pressure on the regime for decades in the imperial palace where the ears were swarming.

If so, persuade Lee Kwang.

If not, we'll have to give him a big shock.

Another fight with the sword came to me.

I desperately roll my head and send a message to Yi Kwang.

[Lee Kwang.]

Lee Kwang did not even pretend to have heard my vocabulary. I was preparing my horse for a horse-tam opportunity. I gripped it and said:

[It's useless for you to lay waste to me. Because this is your job.]

[One more word and I'll make sure you never set foot on your brain stem.]

Lee Kwang's words were not a threat.

He's waiting for me to make a mistake. As soon as I say something a little wrong, provoke the suspicion of solitude and drive me away. I was fully aware of the risks, so I took a short breath and threw a battle.

[General Hwang Yeon told me. The Crown Prince held his place at the death of his predecessor, and there was also Zhou Zhang Shan Noon there.]

What...?]

Lee Gwang's eyes shook sharply. I thought I was in the right place.

[General Hwang Yeon said you wouldn't know about this. Because the political changes so rapidly that the existence of Zhou has been buried in the political system, and you also care a lot about Moorish affairs that you can't afford it.]

[Is that true? Are you sure Zhao was with you when he died?]

[You must have enough doubts. You don't think the Emperor and Zhou have nothing to do with his death, do you?]

I hurl my last words sarcastically.

[If not, you are full of doubts all over the world, and you doubt even your last conviction, loyalty.]

"......"

Lee Kwang became a blurry face. So far, the mask seems to be broken, which has been coordinating the situation in a cold manner. After a short while, he sighed loudly and said,

"... You're not an adult. I think the Hundred Hundred Hundred is right."

He looked surprised at the singularity.

"What do you mean?"

"The bishop is not such a shallow schemer. And you have to watch the missionaries of the Church one more time to figure out how to fight back."

"Hmm… that too."

"First, let's do what the centurion says. Even if we talk about the Howler later."

"Fine. If you say so, let's go with the Hundred Eyes."

Independence quickly shifted opinion. I thought it was poisonous, but soon I realized it wasn't. Although he pretended not to be monotonous, he was quite respectful of Lee Gwang-hwang. Perhaps even the idea that the prerogative of the Lion is not in itself, but in Lee Kwang. That's why I shifted between my story and Lee Kwang's story as soon as Lee Kwang took my side.

Are you out of your mind? '

Jinzo sent me a message while I was sighing in relief.

[Hundred Hundred. I need to talk to you.]

What?

[Please allow me to pass on the Wudang's good fortune to my master. Improving your abilities will help you plan for the future.]

I shook my head.

[Don't be ridiculous. You know my history with him, don't you?]

[I just found out that you persuaded my master in some way.]

Jinzo told me. His voice was desperate before.

[I have a hunch. The current teacher is different from the one you met in your past life. I don't know about you, but you've changed quite a bit already. It can be the last time in your life, so please trust me once.]

[......]

Believe me.

Trust me?

I was about to lose my temper because I was ridiculous. However, I could not ignore the instinct of the Jinzo Institute because I had seen how ridiculous genius it was. I gripped my teeth as I pondered.

[... Very well.]

[Thank you.]

This is the last one.

I will never tell Lee Gwang-woo anything again.

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I'm sorry I'm late, but I'm going to use my OTL as hard as I can.