For ten thousand days, I received a distribution of slaves and treasures in accordance with the nonpublic works. He could also see the figures of the plutocrats in his armor taken out and kneeling in the square with their eyes wide open. The receiver masters were watching while suppressing their bloodlines.
I said, returning the armor to Goku Jun during the course of the series.
"What do you mean, demote them to the lowest order? Please explain in detail."
Dog Jun, who had received the armor from me, said, looking at the spiritual Moons.
[Simple. They will be shut down now, and they will be forced to withdraw from all duties in the Vatican Church, among the Vatican factions, to do nothing but labor and play.]
"......"
[I'm going to do it now, so wait.]
I looked at the scenery in front of my eyes with complex eyes.
Among the plutocrats in front of him was a master master or a master who had spent half his life on the job. It was a loss enough for them to be able to kill themselves because they closed their internal airspace and not be able to use it again. In addition, there was a concern that the life span would be greatly shortened as the internal air was closed, which was a significant twist in the flow of air.
However, it was not the right situation to have compassion. Headmasters and executives were working with the imperial palace to perform miraculous acts and were also considering betrayal. Normally, it wasn't strange to decapitate them all. It might be tolerant to end up with an internal airlock closure.
[Damn generosity... How much do you know if you know about the despair of those who fall at the bottom of the night?]
[Jegalsa, don't be so stubborn. You know that's not my job.]
Immediately, massive internal air closures began. Even with endogenous closure, it was not a bad way to break the disconnect, but a way in which the receptacle put its unique energy into the unit like a wedge, making it impossible to operate in the air. It was a sophisticated technique because it was able to remove internal air to make the body less burdensome.
Grasshopper
"Cough!"
"Khh."
One by one, the archaeologists collapsed forward. Nevertheless, I can feel the agony of fainting because it was forbidden. I felt frightened watching the scene.
Judging by the number and power of the statues on their knees, about two or three old coffers could fly foolishly. However, such beings have no choice but to give up and accept the internal closure against the power of the legions of receivers. It was a scene where we could see the infinite internal forces and the ridiculous power of the Legion of Lords.
At the end of the series, she told me.
[The Bishop expects you. They can do whatever you want now.]
I lost my sense of humor.
"... Now that you've taken all of the Unsullied, aren't you just a man? I don't need that."
[That would be the brain-dead magician's ability.]
"Well..."
[I'll be going then.]
Dog Jun turned around and left with the receivers.
'I hate that guy, too.'
I looked at the gut. In front of me was a crowd of stylish doormen who were currently closed, confused or biting their teeth and staring at me. Now that they've lost their jobs, it wasn't my job to control them myself.
I coughed and said,
"Looks like I have a lot to talk about with you. I won't force you today, so let's rest at your place and talk tomorrow."
The answer has not been heard for a while. As I tried to get back, thinking I had nothing to do with it, one of the elders in the front told me.
"Brain Necromancer!"
"Tell me."
"We'll do anything. Please leave the children and children alone. They have done nothing wrong!"
"......"
Children and children.
When I heard that, I could see what he was thinking. As long as I want it now, I can exterminate, commit or dispose of the spiritual children and children as I please. Of course, it was a terrible thing to do as a human being, but there was a big difference between not doing it and not doing it.
My guts are killing me.
[Good. Why don't you get yourself a nice, stylish woman and try the Governor's Forest? Pick a pretty bride and let her crawl around on her own in front of her husband...]
I frowned.
[God damn it, shut up. What are you talking about?]
You can if you want to. Do what you want. Kill a man and plunder a woman. The Vatican won't care what you do with the rest of the monks.]
Are you crazy?!
I strongly said no.
[I won't! There's no reason to do that.]
[... Annoying.]
Jegalsa grumbled.
[Don't you think you're too influenced by telepathy yourself? If it had been you from the beginning of your life, you would have fallen for my offer. Your refusal to accept my offer is just a habit of answering it.]
What the...
[Oh no. Whatever you want. Pretending to be a senior citizen.]
I ignored Zegalsa's complaint and replied to the elder's remarks.
"I will."
The Elder of the High Priestess knelt before me again and said, choking his head.
"Please... keep us safe from incarnation and reception." Please… "
Starting with him, the plutocrats started bowing down to me one by one. Soon, all the doormen bowed down to me and fell flat, making me feel strange. It's because I felt that they had put down all their pride to truly survive.
[Of course. Not only did he not die, but there was no shamanism in the Liberty itself. I have no choice but to entrust you to the Hundred Hundred, because the passing Christians will almost kill you with a slap.]
"Hmm."
I shed a tear. However, it was not uncommon to see such sights. I thought for a moment and said to the Elder, kneeling before him.
"What is your full name?"
"Bleeding Wind Dragon Water." "
"Elder Dragon Moon Su. Bring forward the main character who used to take care of the body as well as you."
"......"
The elder of Dragon Moon Soo hesitated and turned his gaze into the intestine, and some middle-aged people who received that gaze came forward. They seemed to have lost their liveliness because they had been banned from the power outage, and were quickly overwhelmed. I looked around them and said,
"Let's move now. Bring the Dishwashers to the site of this building."
"Z, are you protecting me?"
"Yes."
Dragon Moon Seo bows.
"Thank you!"
At that moment, I felt like I was living with a shivering look in some of the fallen stylist's doors. I know I have to surrender because of the difference in strength, but they will never be pleased with this situation. How can I see better when I am part of the fall of the body?
I feel sorry for you. Then Jegalsa said.
What are you sorry about? You're getting weaker at the strangest part.]
[Well... maybe it's just a pity that he crashed in the morning.]
[Huh. You're free to think, but don't let it out of your mouth. Especially in front of the cerebral cortex.]
When the word brain nephropathy came out, I was prickly. My gut laughed at me.
[When they were ahead of cerebral nephrine purge, did they just get rid of the air as quietly as they do now? You must have brutally murdered brainless people or raped and enslaved brainless children.]
[......]
[Lie flat on your face due to lack of strength, but those bastards in front of you are essentially jackals. Don't show me a clumsy gap.]
[All right.]
I frowned. As expected, Zegalsa, what he said was hard to deal with because he was stabbing the uncomfortable part together.
After I finished taking care of the plumbing, I started looking into the slaves brought from the slave farm.
The total number was approximately sixty. Slaves were diverse, both men and women, and there were Western workers and angry men who were brought from all sorts of places. I wondered why there were so few slaves in the first thousand, but now I can see.
'You've taken most of your slaves to the reception.'
Perhaps the proportion of slavery you give me is just three. In fact, it might not even be as crazy as work. Even the bishop is a petty human being who lies for nothing.
In that case, the number of slaves taken by the receivers will be at least 6700. When you put a slave in a collar, that was definitely the number.
Why do they need so many slaves?
When I pondered the reason, Jegalsa said.
[Well, that's important, but you can think about it later. Separate slaves first.]
[What can I do with slavery?]
[You sound stupid. Just treat slavery as if it were a slave.]
The seagull spoke.
[Don't even think about teaching me how to do it. Don't even think about doing it. Now you have no choice but to use those slaves as a slave laborer. It would be even stupider to accept that the bishop had asked us to make power.]
[Why are you being so stupid? With an expert on cerebral anesthesia...]
[Useless. Did you not see the fallen because you were afraid of the three lords of the Celestial Order?]
[sighs]
You're right.
[Never mind the scent of slavery. You're busy practicing. It's not a person, it's a thing. Leave it alone.]
"Ha."
Slaves seemed frightened when I repeatedly frowned as I spoke to myself for a long time. I sighed and told them.
"Don't worry. In the future, you will be in charge of cleaning and dining the cerebral neonatal building..."
"I understand..."
Slaves bowed their heads and bowed, and I summoned the quarrel and management of the original cerebral neonatal building to discuss the distribution. Because there were too many people to manage the building alone, the old building was repaired and cleaned, and the rest of the people decided to go into sewage and agriculture.
After the division of the slaves was finished, I spoke to the Jegalsa again.
[Hey.]
[Why are you calling me?]
[What do I do now? Give me a plan.]
Zegalsa grabbed him and said,
[Okay, I'll tell you what to do.]
[Eh.]
[Train.]
[......]
[It's too much to deal with right now. It's better to continue practicing divorce or triple holiday until you're self-sufficient and have variables. The Bishop may be keeping an eye on you, but if you move any further, he may personally sanction you.]
[I suppose.]
I thought Zegalsa was right. Forcibly, it is only a small task to create variables by pulling in busy work. It's better for me to remain calm while increasing my capabilities. The seagull spoke.
[Hundred Hundred. Let me ask you something. What are you going to do with the Legion of Lords?]
Hmph
Zegalsa stabbed him in the heart.
"Hmm…"
I haven't had time to think about how things have been going so far, but it's really important. Originally, I was trying to gain power as long as I got it because the Legion was infinite. It's okay to die at least five times for that.
However, according to the information obtained through the twelve Gospels and through Lee Chung Un, the Royal Society itself was like a poisoned apple. It is because if we are satisfied with the battle between humans right now, we may be able to fight heaven or [Old Master] in the future. In the worst case, it might just be a puppet. For me, the Choices of the Legion are nearing the worst.
When I thought about it, Jegalsa said.
[You may be concerned. It doesn't matter if the Legion is confined to this life, but what if the Legion continues in the next life? They're blocking our chance to fight God.]
[Yeah, I'm trying to figure out what to do.]
[Then examine the fundamental reasons why you want to get the Legion of Lords.]
[The fundamental reason...]
The reason for obtaining the throne is to be fundamentally strong. As soon as I got the throne team, my demolition power was almost improved rapidly. Although my internal affairs were the best except for the Homo sapiens, there was a gap between the real internal affairs of the infinite. As I was thinking, Zegalsa's words continued.
[If I were you, I would find out exactly what the Heaven Squad's contract is. The book of reception, it's probably a tattoo that's written about hamstring and impersonation. And that book is no longer an anonymous book. Then it is more important to take the book of reception that the Bishop has and leave the interpretation to the prophet Astana.]
[......!!]
[And then we'll see if we can find a different way to break the Accords contract or replace the price.]
The Jegalsa was right about the passage.
I see!
The prophet was the one who could help the most clearly about the book of Mado. I need to go to the prophet and find out about the book of reception. It was right to decide whether or not to get the Throne Legion. I asked the Zegalsa a question.
[So getting the book that the bishop has is the top priority?]
[How are you going to steal it from the Bishop now? The treasure was taken from me, including the boiling armor. You don't know where it is or how it's being kept.]
[......]
[I cannot give you a clear answer to this. So it would be better to go to the prophet Astana, announce the existence of the Book of Revelations, and hear her opinion about the Legion of Lords. It's better than flirting when you don't know anything.]
[Umm... When would it be better for a prophet to go?]
[Slaves need to be taken care of right now.I 'd better be gone in a month or so.]
Zegalsa was so persistent that she thought it was fun.
[Perhaps your useless talents are evading the trap.]
What?
[So did the Legion of Lords, and until now, if I looked at your life, it would have been much more twisted if it had gone well. This is worse than luck.]
[......]
An evil omen of evil omens.
If there is such a thing, I think it is the fact that I have obtained a paramedic.