Reincarnated Swordmaster

I went straight back to the Baekje with a four-letter letter letter. I thought about stopping by the network in the middle, but I decided to quit.

Because I'm sure the Sovereign Church will be observing my every move, not to mention my every move. Given that the Soviet Church has defeated all the Muslims in the region as General Herbal Wine, it is likely that there is a hidden member of the Church near the Pharaohs. Even in moments, if you stop by the fancy songs, you will have doubts about the Hungarians because of the interests of the Christians spreading all over the river. Of course, it might not be noticed, but there was no reason to risk that now. In the situation of boiling and armor being robbed, it was a big deal if only one manganese were taken hostage.

The Jegalsa who read my thoughts said as if laughing.

[You're pounding on the stone legs. Half the deaths would have been reduced if it had been every time.]

"Shut up..."

After the fire, I was annoyed and headed to the parish. Samro at the entrance looked at me and said,

"It's true that you have the ability to teleport. I never thought I'd make it to the castle so soon."

"......"

"Don't be so vigilant. As long as you're useful to the Bishop, the Senate will help you. You'll eat a pot of rice in the future, but you'll be tired if you impress me."

Samro smiled as he said that.

"The Lord wants to see you, too. Follow me."

"I see."

I followed Samro to the Papal War. The bishop said as soon as he saw me.

[Do you know why I am so wary of the Twelve Testaments?]

I pondered and replied.

"I thought it was because his twelve commandments were strong."

[Of course, twelve is a powerful force. With the exception of our Swiss religion, he is the foremost among the extraterrestrial forces. Together, they will be twice as powerful as Jungwon's old prison. However, I am not afraid of the twelve Gospels because of their power. That can only be solved by a paralegal.]

"Well..."

[Twelve shares per person and three. And the Manchun Gate, which he holds in his body... that's the most awkward.]

It was weird. What difference does it make?

I rolled my head a little more and said,

"I know the twelve teachings of shamanism and spirituality are amazing, but can they be compared to the truth of the Church?"

[Of course, he is very strong.]

"......!!"

I can't believe the Soviet Church insisted!

I was embarrassed. I had known that the twelve spirits were very strong in my previous life, but I was keeping the twelve spirits down because I had just seen the overwhelming nobility of the Bavarian church. It was because they thought that no matter how strong they were, they could not endure such feasts as eternal life, modern life, and weightlessness.

Now, however, his attitude was completely comparable to his own and he seemed to have a good reason. When I looked at the monk, the bishop said,

[Fear of Mann Phum is because they also read in the Torture that it is an inheritance of God.] Fate, Usha, and the Blessings, called Samsara, are almost half human. But what is even more frightening is that the Twelve Provinces are the absolute ones who protrude like the twilight rain.]

"Do you mean that the Twelve Commandments are not men?"

[I don't know. But there is no man who can summon the Beacon Bull. At that point, he transcended the human race.]

"......"

I suddenly remembered his introduction when I was faced with the Twelve Gospels of the Past.

[What should I say... the obligation of the 23rd person as the leader of the Oceanic Gate Twelve Rate (+363960), the mandate of the Apocalypse 20976; or the mandate of the Three Taipei White Legion as the master of the Red Eye Man... or the curiosity of the owner of the other Seven Days...]

At that time, I just thought that the twelve shareholders had a different position. Now, however, when I heard the word of the Liberian, it seemed to have great significance for the position of White Guard, who rules the barracks of the Manchurian Gate.

The secret to twelve commandments is only the throat and the sun. Does this mean that you are stronger as a unit than you are as a marine? '

Could he be more powerful than the Lord of Chilyo?

I don't know yet. The twelve weeks seemed to be twitching all the facts, but they never told me anything really important. He had only thrown out a few objective clues, but he did not reveal the secrets or schemes he was hiding in his heart. He was truly a wicked man.

I asked Zegalsa inside.

[You've read my memory of the Twelve Gospels, right? What do you think of the Twelve Testaments?]

[......]

[Jegalsa?]

Zegalsa remained silent and reacted.

[I don't know. He's too fat.]

[I have a feeling.]

Do you answer when you know what it means to be alive? Tsk...]

It was the Jegalsa who treated me like a fool. I tried to say something out of spite, but Zegalsa continued.

[If normal, there could be a threat to the Soviet Church, nor could there be a human force. That I know best who confronted him. The Soviet Church is not unusually superhuman, even if it is the strongest in Eastern history, and is a tugboat. With the exception of the Sovereign Union, the combined forces of all the Soviet Union and the militia of the Middle Kingdom will not be able to beat the Sovereign Church.]

Why is that?]

[Nevertheless, there are twelve denominators equivalent to the Sovereign Church in this age. The odds of such a creature emerging in a long history are incredibly slim, but it's a strange age, isn't it?]

[......]

That's right. It's a perspective that I didn't think was so natural that twelve shareholders got into my life, but it's certainly strange. Could there be two of them at the same time? While I was thinking about it, Jegalsa said.

[Perhaps Hyun was suspicious of that, too, and in his past life he tried to get twelve percent of the Jewish Church to stay out of the way while simultaneously uncovering the secret. Anyway, we need to dig up twelve.]

[The Chinese are first.]

[Forget it and just mind your own business. The Soviet Church is suspicious.]

Ouch!

I woke up and looked forward. On the other hand, the silence between the Sovereign Church and I was facing a fairly long gap, and it was clear that the Sovereign Church's gaze was aimed this way. I hurriedly told the monk.

"I'm sorry. I had a long idea..."

[You have a lot on your mind. Not bad.]

"I'll be careful."

[Never mind.]

The Vatican bishop lightly handed it over and said:

[Last time you said you didn't want to be reinstated. That said, I thought it made sense, so I decided to prepare for this reward differently.]

"I don't know what you mean..."

[I want to leave the Heavenly Corps immediately, but the reception inside is busy because of the promotion ceremony. So I can't give you the Legion right now. We have to wait at least two or three years.]

"Hmm."

I shed a tear. I thought it would be good to hear the Achilles' heel when dealing with Hanshin anyway, but is there a promotion ceremony? And the power of the reception seemed to be enormous in obtaining the commanders.

It was followed by the word of the Vatican.

[So I thought it would be a good reward to train you properly as your teacher.]

"Training?"

The Soviet bishop said quietly.

[There have already been a few conversations inside. And all three of the magicians who measured your skills said, "I'm not good enough," and they said, "I'm not good enough."]

"......"

[Other doorways make no sense to be a servant of the cerebral kidneys.]]

What the hell is this?

I felt troubled. If that's what you're saying, then all the magicians in the anthem were counting on me that day. In the meantime, I didn't understand that the mercenary monk or Hundred Commandos had made a fairly favorable assessment of my work. When I felt displeased by the disdain, Jegalsa chuckled.

[Khh, you fool. Ordinary mid-century Muslims would admire this, but cerebral neocortex is the strongest fighting brawler in thousands of years. Isn't it natural for you to fail as a quarterback? Even after taking out the Heavenly Corps, your work is less than the Dragon Scroll.]

Ugh...

I felt stabbed where it hurts. I'm sure I'm a little out of my depth now, but I won't be caught in the eyes of the Howlers. Although Lee Kwang's level is the highest summit in the Middle East, it was not uncommon for the Baekhyun to be the strongest. At least five elite elites will be surpassed by the Senate immediately. Also, considering that the Red and Green Moons used to apply strict standards to Lee, it was not impossible to understand.

I was silent, and the bishop said,

I will give you the interpretation of the study of the seven and a half feasts, including the three feasts. Three years ought to do it some good.]

"Yes?!"

[Don't you like it?]

I swallowed a saliva.

"On good terms, of course..."

There is no one in the river who crosses the monarch in the field of the shaman. It was a great performance for the best in practical Moorish to direct me. But at the same time, that meant that I should deliver to him all of the seven eclipses I had. Even the conclusion of the seven eclipses in detail is to convey to the Sovereign Church the realization of the Cedar Logs.

If we have the power over Humankind, how strong will we be if we gain the knowledge of the Seven Worlds? Maybe we won't even need a cerebral neocortex. Isn't it forever impossible to recover my treasure from the Sovereign Lord?

But I quickly straightened my thoughts and bowed my head.

"I'm just grateful for your generosity! Please have a lot of maps."

The Vatican is a huge mountain range that cannot be touched at this point. Then I have no choice but to use it as much as I can until I have the strength to fight him. My treasure was better off giving up at all in this life.

The Soviet bishop said as if he was satisfied.

[It's been a long time since I've been able to teach someone, so it might be awkward. Follow me.]

"Yes, of course."

If the Sovereign Church teaches us the Three Days, and we study hard, won't we be strong enough to use in the next life or ten years? My heart trembled when I thought that. When I struggled to think positively, the word of the Baptist followed.

[You'll need some time to get to know the atmosphere. Take this new card, I'll call you back in three days.]

Wheaties

A golden card flew in. When I respectfully accepted the golden seal, it was embossed with the word "encephalocele." When I touched it, it looked pure gold. Looking down at the sliding golden seal, the bishop said.

[A gold shield that proves he is a neophyseal. Other white swindlers below the Hokkaija Lion will listen to your Hundred Huns from now on.]

"Respect!"

[Then back off.]

I retreated from the Vatican throne room. Then he began to follow behind her again. Samro, who was ahead, said.

"Hundred. Now that you've received your golden seal, I will treat you as a proper guardian."

Samro's tone became a rebellion. As I gaze at his back head, Samlo growls.

"Of course, if you have an egg, you'll be treated like a real lawyer..."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Samro turns his head.

"Right now, the encephalocele is sweet on you. Even my skills are below my pay grade, so I'll laugh at you if you give me the authority of a legal guardian."

"......!!"

"Don't listen so closely. This is a piece of advice."

Thus, Samro's words were muttered.

"Among the elders of the elite of the aristocracy and the incarnation are the great blind (29467; dead). Even the elite of the Senate are so strong that they're hard to deal with. I hope you don't lose face in the rush."

"... Okay."

I was able to convince him that his words were advice. As a member of the Senate, Samro was the most objective person to understand the politics in Pyongyang, and gave advice for the new law practitioner in his own way. But I put my tongue out.

"I don't have many men to deal with in the Middle Jungle Forest alone... Do you think it's that hard to move from the Libyan Church?" '

But he got into the Vatican Church. What I do in the future will change a lot in this life. As I arrived at the inn, a beautiful woman who looked twenty years old came into my room dressed in paralysis.

"Magistrate."

"Who?"

"I came to see you because the bath was ready."

"......"

I was blushing. Being bathed implicitly means the assessment between men and women. It was a slang commonly used by high-ranking and wealthy people when entertained. I told her in case I was mistaken.

"I can wash by myself. If you mean anything else, I refuse."

"I meant something else..."

"......"

When I was embarrassed by what I said, she said without changing her face.

"Then I'll show you where the bath is."

"I don't need to. Who told you to do that?"

"The Lord said to take care of the Lion of Magistrate."

"Ugh..."

I frowned. At this point, however, there was only the Soviet Church who could ask him to attend the court martial arts. He probably regarded me as an adult who had reached the halfway house and had no reason to be considerate. I put my tongue out.

'My body looks like a child. Why do you care so much?'

Anyway, it's not very favorable. I asked her just in case.

"Are all the other outlaws getting this kind of attention?"

"I don't know. It's the first time I've heard of such an order..."

"Well, I'll tell the bishop. Don't worry. Stay back."

"Yes. Rest well."

As she stepped out of the room, Jegalsa died.

[What's the matter? Are you familiar with the pupils?]

"Damn it. I don't need Miho."

[Hehehe... The ex-wife is so innocent, it's ridiculous.]

"Oh, shut up..."

Jegalsa suddenly said, changing her tone.

[Hey, you're gonna have to excuse yourself until New Year's Eve next year.]

"What?"

[It was supposed to be my job, but I couldn't because I lost my body. So you have to do it.]

I replied out of curiosity.

"What are you talking about, grazing?"

[The location is also the plaintiff in Tobon (? ). You must go there.]

"No, so why do I have to go there? That's the way to the Chief."

This is ridiculous. The place Zegalsa is talking about is one I've never been to before. It was because Shingang Tobon was a far away desert from the Middle Church to the Chief. If we go west, the desert comes out, and that desert is thousands of leagues of natural rugged land. Any sane person would not think to go to such a defense.

Jegalsa answered my question.

[There's a wallpaper waiting for the apostolic priest.]

"The King's Wall?"

I said it because it was ridiculous.

"Why is that? I don't know what kind of meeting you made with the wallpaper, but there's no reason for me to do that..."

[You'd better go. Because if you don't, the ground will come for you.]

I was stunned, then I snorted.

"You're joking! Even though the wallpaper is strong, it's the best in 4,000..."

Zegalsa said in a stiff tone, not like him.

[It's just a facial setting. It's never face-to-face. You have no idea who that is.]

"What are you? You mean I can't beat the Wall?"

[Yes, if you fight, you'll be dead in a second.]

"......"

What the hell are you talking about? When I was dumbfounded, Jegalsa said, He was a bit of a pain in the ass.

[I didn't think it would turn out like this, but now that this is happening, I have to tell you.]

"What do you mean?"

[The Wall is not human. Do you know why I didn't force you to live a long life?]

"If not human, what..."

No way.

I stopped talking because I suddenly remembered something. Zegalsa smiled as if she knew that, and said in a frenzied voice.

Because I signed with the Demon King.]