After that, I wandered around the interior of the palace for three days. The place was vast enough to surpass the castle, and the fortitude of the resistance seemed to be preparing for war. There were also a very large number of ordinary people dealing with farmers and various kinds of vegetables like self-sufficiency, and tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands were under the influence of the church. Of course, they were all rabbis, but few of them were formally trained to be unpublished and to directly assist the rabbi's activities.
When I met a farmer from one of the dogs and asked him why he didn't enter the Libyan church properly and learn to be a free man, the farmer replied.
"Oh, that's a dream."
"Why is it like a dream?"
"They say they get young kids who are talented in the field first, and then they get beaten up after a fierce competition. And because of the rigorous screening, ordinary people like us only dream of becoming a Hungarian."
"Hmm…"
When I heard the story, it seemed that there were not many people who became a proper swindler and became part of a militant group of swine worshippers or were part of a squadron. With massive cultivation of the genitalia, Jegalsa is dead.
[The deceased can blend in at any time, but I will accept anyone as a Hungarian. Even if there is an adulterer, it would be best to keep an eye on him and then receive it. Why don't you think about one and two?]
[Shut up. That's all you need to know.]
[Even if it's small, hundreds or thousands of millennials will be on a convulsion. It's true that the Chinese are a fearsome group.]
[......]
According to Jegalsa, even the strict selection of Bladers from hundreds of thousands of influential Christians, that number must be considerable. Because the Liberians are in opposition to the imperial palace among the cancers, they don't know when things will go wrong and the Myeong Imperial Punitive Force will come. So, assuming you are dealing with tens of thousands of troops, you will always have to have an air force, and the result will be the education and weapons of the militia.
'But this is more like a country.'
I shed a deep tear. Despite this, all within at least dozens of leagues appeared to be within the jurisdiction of the Hungarian church, with nearby outposts as well as desiccated fortresses in case of emergencies. There was even an armory with well-polished weapons everywhere, so it seemed to be ready for war at any time. There are even regions that use a different currency system than the outside world.
Here, the Sovereign Church was like an emperor. No, for a Christian, a Christian is a god. I felt sorry for the brain nephrine, including Lee Gwang-hyang, after realizing the status of the Soviet Union.
This dreadful organization has never been and never will be.
It's suicide to try to fight a Libyan.
After scouting, I returned to my quarters and rested. Today is only the third day, so we will begin the tradition of knowing the parishioner from tomorrow. I looked up at the night sky on the nook and spoke to Jegalsa.
[I have a question.]
Jegalsa blurted.
[Do I have to answer you if I have any questions? Why don't you shut up and get some sleep?]
[Damn it. Even if I say it...]
I was a frown and a horse.
[Why does the Sovereign Church seek the conquest of the Middle Kingdom until the Sovereign Church is cured?]
Then Jegalsa said as if it was interesting.
[Hoho... Why would you even think that?]
[I looked around today and my doubts got deeper. Now, the power of the Hungarian Church has hundreds of thousands of strong defenders, martial artists, and elders, so it's not outnumbered by the 100,000. Though they say that Sausans are outstanding because they belong to the receivers, they are like ants compared to the power of the entire Libyan Church. The lower grade is useless in terms of combat power.]
So?
[From a different point of view. As a Soviet Church, I thought it might be quicker to defeat the Imperial Palace, conquer the world, and then expand my power to find a cure rather than find a cure while I was fluent.]
[Khh... I've thought a lot about blunt wood.]
Zegalsa, who made fun of me, thought for a moment and replied.
[You're overlooking something.]
What are you ignoring?]
[The Little Bishop is cursed by God. It comes entirely from the mouth of the Liberian, it's not a third party who knows the situation, it's not even proof that it's true.]
Hmph!
I was surprised by what Jegalsa said. It was something I hadn't thought of. I spilled my tears and asked.
[Are you telling me the Bishop lied about the curse?]
[What can't you do? You knew he was a very nasty man. Why can't you lie to people who are only outsiders who can make fun of you if you need to? Did I say something wrong?]
[......]
You're right. Zegalsa laughs as if she were pathetic.
[As you said, the bishop is not unable to carry out the trade because he is tied to the life of a small bishop. There's no way he won the Middle East just because he cares about the Bishop. In other words, I think the Sovereign Church did not conquer the Middle Kingdom, but 'did not'.]
Why the hell not?]
[It has to do with the Bishop. Soho is more likely to be important than you think.]
The Jegalsa said that like a scratch on my ear.
[I should have done it sooner if I wanted to go to the Vatican. How many years have you been licking the surface of watermelon? All the information you and Hyuni have right now has been handed over by the Soviet Church with the best intentions, Hehehehe.]
[Damn it! That's why we enlisted. Stop scratching people!]
[I was trying to get it all in the first place, and it turned me into this jerk.]
[Will you stop?!]
When I was annoyed, Jegalsa said as if to take a step back.
[Once you've earned your place in the Baptist faith, you'll know more about the situation. But if you want to gain that kind of loyalty from the Vatican, you must die for at least forty years. Either that, or you can ask the Bishop yourself, or...]
[Or?]
[There is a way to go back and gather information.]
What's that supposed to mean?
Jegalsa said as if to mock me.
[Ugh. I feel so uncomfortable with my head. Isn't it normal to pretend to understand a word you say?]
[Explain yourself.]
The bishop said he fought the [old ruler] summoned by a sorcerer from the West. With the exception of the bishop and the old ruler, what do you have left?]
[Wizard.]
[Don't you get it?]
[Ahh!]
I finally understood what he meant.
Yes. If that's true, there must be a dead wizard's soul nearby! If the soul was not ascended and disappeared, we can clearly understand what happened at that time by strengthening it with the technique of the Celestial Nerve. I had no choice but to be amazed at the way things turned out.
I suddenly felt a strange feeling and told Jegalsa.
[Hey! Then you can tell me how to do it during the three-day grace period. Then you could have found the Wizard's soul and recognized it. Why are you wasting time?!]
[That's funny. Do you think you're free to walk around?]
What?
[You're not going to tell me you don't know you're being watched. There's no one with a vagina. In a situation like this, you use technique of the sacral nerve to empower yourself? The bishop will trust you.]
[......]
When I became deaf and dumb, Jegalsa said.
[If you want to save time, don't go to sleep and practice divorce. I've never seen a fool like you in my life.]
"Got it!"
I stopped screaming in anger. I felt frustrated talking with him in planted language. Unlike the telepathy, Zegalsa felt a twist in her head because she could tell me nicely because it was a sarcastic tone. Moreover, Zegalsa's madness, which she feels sometimes, supported her madness.
Let's practice the Divorce Act like we did yesterday.
I sat left and calmly, gathering my energy in my mind. And I became obsessed with practicing aspirating energy. Jegalsa said.
The bag is powered. Therefore, the power to suck the bag must be mixed. In addition, this mixing is very limited in how to train in an acquired way, so you have to learn the trick to increase the attraction force.]
yuurrggh
[Mixed power has nothing to do with aircraft or internal aircraft. Therefore, you must think about what your own soul is, refine it, and believe it. If you believe it, the reality will be implemented to create virtual contacts.]
It's much more concrete than the tricks I heard from the Grimm Reaper. Thanks to this, I began to get a sense of what it was like to suck a bag. However, there was little increase in the attraction of the bag, so I felt like I was stepping into place.
When I finished my training in divorce law in roughly two watches, Jegalsa grumbled.
[Usually, the transferee doesn't tell you everything in basic practice. Because the learner transfers it on the premise that he is a master of the arts, and I think he'll figure it out on his own. Do you understand me, you imbecile?]
"I know you're not talented."
I was stern.
"But when you get there, shut up."
[Self-consciousness has reached God's throne.]
It's not worth answering.
I washed, regained my body, and went to see the monarch instead of complaining about Zegalsa's death.
"I'm here to see the Pope."
As I prostrated in the doctrine of the throne room, the bishop slowly got up from behind his feet.
[The Great Sage of War. Follow me.]
"Respect."
Wheaties
As before, the bishop pointed the way to me, disappearing somewhere with tremendous reverence. I arrived in the garden with the molten water I had seen before. The bishop seemed to want to make this a training ground.
The bishop said.
[Starting today, let's begin with the transfer and reinterpretation of the seventh century. Do solemnly swear that you will always come to the best of your training, treating me as an example of a teacher.]
"I swear!"
[Then tell me the truth.]
"I understand."
I began to explain to the parishioner the nuisance of the eclipse again over a single visual. The bishop seemed to be memorizing calmly, focusing on my explanation, as if he hadn't heard it all the last time. When the bishop remembered something, he said.
I don't know why I made a pair of hands.]
"Yes?"
[Just talking to myself.]
I felt beautiful. It was because there were many ways to interpret the words of the previous Church. Soon after, the bishop again listened to the interpretation of the seventh century, and it consumed another visual moment.
After hearing that, the bishop said.
[Hmm... I don't know right now. I need to practice a little to get to the point of the Third Day.]
"Yes."
[The White Void Act should be self-disciplined today. From tomorrow, do not come to the Throne Room, but come straight to the garden.]
"Yes…?"
Whee!
At the end of the sentence, the monk went somewhere. I felt a sense of awkwardness in the melting pot garden, so I forgot to mention it.
"......"
Autonomous training from day one. What the hell is this?
Of course, it might be a Soviet policy, but I couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie. I don't know what that camouflage is, but I was tingling with anxiety, which meant I might be in danger in the future. However, no matter how hard I thought about it, it was not easy to find special meaning in the actions of the Church.
Jegalsa said.
[Don't be complicated. Why don't you just do as you're told?]
"Well... that's good."
Now Jegalsa is right. Either way, the Sovereign Church was the first to achieve the world without being empty, and one word of the Sovereign Church about being empty is that it has absolute reliability. I was more comfortable believing in progress than I thought I was, a servant incomparable to the Sovereign Church.
That's not what I meant.]
"Then what does that mean?"
[Idiot. Think about it alone.]
"Hey!"
I shouted, but this time Jegalsa shut her mouth as if she didn't want to fight back. I didn't like Zegar until the end, but now I've decided to focus on my training. It is because there is no answer except to train diligently as I am not talented.
How many hours has it been since I took the test of the seven and a half alone? As the sun was setting, an elder chief came to the garden and said to me,
"The Homage says you can go and rest now that the day is over."
"I understand."
I went back to the lodge. And because I did not have to sleep because of the deep internal air, I continued to practice divorce at night while restoring my energy to the internal air. After studying the method of divorce, I made up my body again and headed to the molten water since dawn came.
[Witch Doctor. Explain your point again.]
"Yes."
When I arrived at the molten water, I explained to the Soviet Church how many hours it was before. At the end of the process, the monk said.
[You can come back tomorrow.]
"Yes?"
[You can use any training ground in the school, so be diligent in self-discipline.]
"... Yes."
Something's not right.
I felt the camouflage, but I did what I was told. After all, it was true that the Sovereign Church decided to become a teacher, so it was right to do what he said. So that day, I was also using the large training ground by myself, trimming the workmanship that I had been practicing.
It was about sixty days ago.
That's not what this is. '
I couldn't bear it any longer and told the monk.
"My lord... I wish you would give me the Feast of the Three Days..."
Then the monk said,
[I've been thinking, there's a mission for the Magistrate to hurry.]
"Yes?!"
A brutal foreigner appeared in the canyon of Captain Northwest, and the villagers were harmed. Let the Magistrate rescue them and protect the priests.]
"......"
[Now that you have granted permission to use the spirit, go.]
"Respect."
I was able to understand my way out of the Vailian monarch.
"Yet... he has yet to master the seven and a half arts..."
If it is properly cooked and can be applied, I have no reason to listen to the interpretation and interpretation repeatedly in this way. During that time, the monk was constantly training, and the progress must have been quite slow. And the reason for turning me into an outsider must be because my progress is slow to interpret the Three Days of Judgment right now.
The seagull scratched my insides.
[Do you understand now? You should have noticed on the first day.]
What the fuck are you talking about? What makes you think the Sovereign Church of the Underworld would make excuses for their slow training?]
[Kick, Kick.]
When I got nervous, Jegalsa giggled.
[The Divine Constabulary is the lowest, but you knew his talents weren't the lowest. Didn't Yi Chung surpass his talents in the first place?]
[It doesn't make sense. It's not the greatest talent in the world, but it's the worst.]
It made no sense for me to know the impact of my talents. There is no way to explain this contradiction with the academic reasons I know. Then Jegalsa said meaningfully.
[You have too many visions for the Sovereign Church. Or should I say I admire the world's most powerful man? The way I see it, he's just greedy.]
[Greed?]
Jegalsa laughed deeply.
[Hah. Now that you've made a guess, it won't make sense, and it's pointless, so just do what you're told. After we bring Lee back to life, everything will be clear.]