When I returned to the stronghold, the network was waiting with Jegalsa and Cheonwoojin. Of course, whether he had kidnapped Zegalsa half as forcefully as before, Zegalsa was also locked up in the Sangha position, making a fat face. You waved your hands in delight.
"How have you been?"
I nod and look around.
"Is Jinzo practicing?"
"I see. You've been training in the nearby bamboo groves, and you've forgotten your erosion."
"......"
There is still a little deadline until the month I promised. According to the telegram, Jinzo seemed to be training at the risk of his life. Perhaps he was releasing his genius based on the memory of nothing he had inherited from me.
"By the way, what were you doing out?"
"I went to Namwan to find a fireplace."
"Hmm! That's a good choice."
Cheon Woo-jin said bluntly as he noticed the telescoping.
"The death penalty is too secret."
Soon, Cheonwoojin moved away. And I told Manhung all about what had happened to him, the encounter with the Oriental Trade results, the encounter with Naresuan, the Liberation, the continent of Huayo, colored people, etc.
He listened to the story and thought about it for a long time, then suddenly said.
"You've got a lot to gain. But how did you think of going to find the fireplace?"
"I've heard that combining the power of demand with the power of harmony can give even a god the power to destroy. In our 17th life, we were defeated by God, so we wanted to do everything we could."
"You have good judgment and vision now..."
I was amazed at the prospect of speaking.
"So now you have four hostages. An Oriental Party and a colorful person."
"Yes."
"Wouldn't everyone be embarrassed if they encountered General Hwang Yeon's group?"
I shaken my head at the question of the retinue.
"The armor can be divided into sections and stored at my discretion. They're in different places."
"Indeed... a great tool."
He thought for a moment and said,
"First, let's take a look at the supplies that we seized from the colored people."
Kur
I poured what I had brought from the colored warship onto the trembling tune, as the scourge had said. Hundreds of guns, cannons, and Western melee weapons, as well as compasses and maps. Of course, I swept it all away, so there were lots of books and grips. It was not enough to be loaded in a box the size of a human.
Among them, he raises his gun and looks around. Then he picked up a gun and watched for a while, and was amazed.
"Amazing! What's this?"
It was a glitch that had already disassembled the gun with a little wire.
"Do you know anything about guns?"
"As an astronomer, I've learned quite a bit about firearms while I was building my knowledge. Fewer than ten people in the Great Myung Empire know more about guns and artillery than I do."
I saw that gun. Obviously, that gun was used by someone who looks like a colored commander. It was short-lived, but it was very fast to reload. When I told the telepath about it, he said,
"Watch closely. This is very different from the old gun. The original rifle was either a flint or a plate to ignite or shove black powder in. But if you look at this ball, and if you look at the interior structure and the bullet, it's... it's wrapped in paper. I can't believe you came up with this!"
"......? What's so great about that?"
"In other words, this is a bullet. I'm wrapping a bullet around a paper ledge. Should I say in unison with the primer? I can't help but say it's innovative enough to change the common sense of firearms I used to know."
I tilted my head to see the sheer astonishment. The telemetry was silent after reassembling whether it remembered the interior structure of the complex firearm in a moment.
"If this gun starts to grow in the West, the world will be in turmoil. Or maybe he's already in a rage."
"I see..."
"I guess the Western nations are more advanced than we thought. This gun, I think, is the most advanced technology in the world."
I'm not sure.
Surely that gun's reloading speed is superb, but does that mean it can move around the world? And I didn't know what it meant to wrap a bullet in paper, but I had to accept that it was a great deal of luck.
Soon, Manhattan put down his gun and said,
"Well, it's not important to us right now. In other words, I think finding clues to Tuesday will be quite annoying."
"Hm. I don't know what it means to have the sun obscured by darkness..."
Then he laughed.
"Haha! You mean the eclipse. Did you forget?"
"Huff!"
I swallowed my breath for a moment.
Then, if I just listen to the description, I can remember the eclipse without fail. I clearly remember that there were records and explanations about the eclipse in the book I had learned. It is sometimes referred to as the eclipse, referring to a phenomenon in which the sun is obscured by darkness.
'I forgot because I was busy...'
As I scratched my head, the telepathy spoke calmly.
"If that's true, it's going to be difficult to get angry. Because the solar eclipse varies depending on the location of the continent. In other words, there's very little we can do about it at this point."
"Impossible?"
"Impossible... perhaps not, but at least not without specifying the expected location. Even if you arrive locally and observe the difference between the sun and the moon, you can't enter the Seal of Tuesday in that short amount of time if it's thousands of leagues away from the solar eclipse."
"I see..."
I shed a tear. The telescopic brain was able to calculate the date on which the solar eclipse occurred, but it took considerable time and effort, and it was also roughly as wide as a middleman on the southern continent. It will be as difficult as finding a needle in the desert.
"Chiljo is really hard to come by..."
As I was complaining in my heart, Despair said.
"Let's talk about something else, because that's not happening right now. The work of Eastern Integrity and the work of Sulphur."
"Hmm."
"It's a little twisted, but I think I can handle it. If the Eastern Faith Party's memories have been tampered with perfectly."
"The fuselage are masters of mental abilities, so you don't have to worry about that."
"Then, let's move on to leave the sulphur in volatility. Oriental integrity will be kissed by Nareshooans and others if you leave it in the palace of Namman again."
I was not so worried that the disposition of Confederacy was in the direction I had expected. However, I tilted my head as the fluctuations came out of the question of entrusting Yeongju. Vibration is the land east of Joha, where it passes when it goes through the land route to consideration. I didn't understand what it meant to send sulfur to the Choongryong Dynasty without leaving it in the hands of the Chongryong Dynasty or under the command of the anti-celestial order.
Then telemetry said,
"Volatility is home to Yellow's most loyal servant, the Northern Dragon Clan, and his strongest base of power. It is also home to massive cavalry trained in the war against grasslands. If you release sulphur there, you'll be able to live like the meat you met."
"Ah!"
By the way, the elite of the Great Nam Empire, called the Northern Dragon Clan, was the hand of Hwang Yeon. They have remained impressive in my memory because they have shown tremendous power in previous wars. But when I heard the telepathic plot, I wondered:
"Then why haven't you sent him to a volatility until now?"
"There are two reasons."
He takes a deep breath and says:
"First of all, it is never safe to stay in turbulence unless the Emperor or the Gold Order decides to photograph Yellow Blossom. It's not published under heaven, but the emperor can point out that even if he is a sinner right now. That way, Yellow Bride will have to lead a force of fluctuations and cause regrets. Even if they don't have a grand intention, it's going to be a fight without a lot of odds."
"Hmm."
"Moreover, I doubt that her henchmen can afford the gold medal. In the first place, gold medals were able to kidnap him and imprison his family because they couldn't protect him properly. If the golden stomach is stabbed in the middle of cancer, it will be very difficult for Yellow Brimstone to survive."
That sounds plausible. There are a lot of top gold medalists and many masters trained in assassination and infiltration. It was a very strong force when he decided to fight back. When I was thinking about it, hopelessness was the word.
"Another is that we benefit from Yellow Bride on our influence. You know what success looks like when she moves the troops, because you've been there."
I know enough, of course. I thought it was almost over when the dynasty of Hwang Yeon succeeded and advanced to the imperial court. General Yellow's influence was much stronger than we thought. I suddenly remembered saying,
"Something's not right."
"What do you mean?"
"At that time... you almost defeated the Imperial Palace by using the power of Hwang Yeon to lead the great army. In my 13th life."
"I did."
I can still remember vividly. I was speaking in remembrance of those days.
"Although unfortunately I had to kill myself because of [Old Master] 's interference, everything went smoothly at that time. Wouldn't it be great if things went the way they are now? Now we have more talent and greater capacity than ever before."
"......"
"By the way, what was he doing in his 13th previous life? If he had left, we would have had a hard time..."
The scourge sighs.
"That has to do with Gene of the Apothecary."
"Gene's?"
"I suppose, but perhaps, for the Keeper, the life of the Emperor is of little importance. For him, the emperor was just a useful organ horse. In his 13th life, the dynasty of Yellow Bride pushed him away, and Jegalyu-ryong just abandoned the tablet."
My face turned weird.
"Abandoned the game? Isn't that crazy? Why…"
Mangweing poured out the fig gold wire softly.
"Just wait for the next Mighty One to be captured… Isn't that a safe and less dangerous way to reveal yourself?" "
"......!!"
"Rather than forcefully winning a broken plate, I tend to make a new one. He's not loyal to the Emperor anyway, he's loyal to the great empire."
The scourge was a horse.
"His son, the Jegalbi, has actually negotiated with you a hundredfold, rather than confronting him face to face. Imagine that there is a sea serpent behind the ribs. All that action was a vision of the future."
I was appalled by the words of the telepath.
How far do... how far do... how far do bookkeepers look? '
It's horrible to imagine. Even if I had refused the call of the old ruler and didn't choose suicide, Juju would have then secretly written a female. It's hard to deal with casting like this even now, but if it were me, I would have been badly teased. If Zhao wanted to steal the demand, it must have been impossible to stop him.
Mangosteen said.
"Anyway. I've always thought of entrusting sulfur to the turbulence. If you don't want to be related to Lee Gwang, you can't ask the Minister of Blue Dragon to help you. That's why I've been working with the Duke since I got the Jegalsa."
"What duc?"
"I've met the Twelve Gospels."
"Huff!"
I was surprised. You mean the Grim Reaper met the Twelve Gospels?
I was embarrassed and looked at him, and the prospect was deep and smiling.
"I've already had the opportunity to indirectly identify the Twelve Levels through your previous life. I was confident enough to negotiate."
"Are you all right? I don't suppose you've been hit by something..."
"So I deliberately took Cheonwoojin. If Cheonwoojin were to fight, even if Triple Shock, he could take me away with him. That's why even the twelve shareholders didn't give a shit and listened to me seriously."
Mangosteen said.
"As a result of our bargaining, the twelve shareholders promised to protect him if we sent sulfur to the volatility. The Imperial Palace's Mazu Xu Yul Ju has promised to use his hands. If she is secretly protected and strengthened in the twelve statutes, even the Emperor will not be able to touch her. because the rate of twelve is actually shifting consideration, so it's an interstate battle."
Draws twelve!
I was a little surprised because it was a bad idea. Since the Twelve Commandments are unquestionably wicked and powerful, can they be drawn into this? When I asked him that question, he said,
"Of course, twelve shareholders don't do that. While I was persuading him how much he could fend off the Great Pyramid, I gave up the Silver Beacon Fragment I received from you."
"Ah!"
On the other hand, I wanted to help him, so I gave him a piece of Bonsulfur that I brought from Tae Gyeong-chon's library. Mangosteen seemed to have paid for it in exchange for the twelve currency shares.
"You mean the twelve shareholders took it and convinced him?"
"It's not just that. Based on the Silver Beacon Sulphur Fragment, my previous life's luck has reached the secret of the Saturday map. It's no ordinary treasure. So I gave it to him with confidence, and it worked."
He said that.
"I think it's best to have twelve percent help this time. That way I can draw a big picture."
"Well... I'll do as you say."
I couldn't quite figure out what the big picture was. If I asked, I would answer, but I might not understand the size of it. But I believe him because I know that hopelessness is always at its best.
The scourge rises from its place.
"Then let's do something else until then."
"I understand."
I stood up along the desolation. From now on, we can use the flashlight to return the Eastern Perfection party to the palace of Namman, while keeping the sulphur fluctuating. Washing up was quicker and easier than I thought, and he was pleasantly accepted, especially when delivering Huanglongju.
"I've already spoken to Yulju. Don't worry, I'll take care of the General."
There were already many twelve masters beside the so-called volatilism. Volatility was a power of twelve degrees as close to consideration, and the volatility could not oppose them.
"Take good care of her."
And after I finished my work, I returned to the rumble and waited quietly in the rumble until I finished my training. Once Jinseo spoke up, he had to watch as a friend to see if he was keeping his word.
It was the morning of the month that Jinzo visited.