Reincarnated Swordmaster

"This is an area that cannot be treated medically..."

I felt troubled. Unlike a plea of self-help advice, his condition seems to be in grave danger. I had to do something about it because it was a risk of persecution. But my medicine could not cure a mystical phenomenon like fever.

I asked Cedar Bean.

"Don't you know how to solve this phenomenon?"

[Perhaps I can be strong enough to rule over his wonder...]

"Something wrong?"

[If he does, his mental strength will be stunned.]

"Ugh! Why..."

[It's because of the fact that it's so powerful.]

"Well..."

I was able to understand what he said. The remnants of the power of the Great Raven Ships were fresh fever in the first place, and hopelessness is on its way. In that situation, the spirit of the telepathy can burn if a powerful spirit like a large freshman enters the body.

"Don't you know how to solve this by other techniques?"

[I've never done this before... and I'm not good with tricks because I honed coincidences.]

"Hnng."

Then I have no choice but to find Jegalsa.

But Jegalsa is Madosa.

Can you help me solve my nephropathy, which is a magician's side effect of our Code?

I still have to find Jegalsa first. It's because my knowledge of alchemy, pacification, or sacral nerves did not show me a way to fix my renal fever. I might be able to solve it if I could use my knowledge of geodesic telepathy, but my level was so low that I couldn't even interpret it.

I quickly moved to the anthem. But in the chorus, Jegalsa wasn't always in the same place, and now she seems to be gone. When I asked him a question, he answered.

"My master went out on urgent business."

When did this happen?

I thought that if I had a divorce, I could put a ghost spirit in a superhero, but that's suboptimal and postmortem anyway. This phenomenon where the network is dying is essentially not solvable.

I thought the next solution would help me with twelve percent. At the twelve rate, there were several factions that specialized in alchemy, so it seemed to be able to help restore the fever. I hurriedly moved to the stronghold of the thaw mill.

Pa!

"Aniet?"

It surprised the nearby magicians when they appeared at the place where there was a thousand spirits of the sea breeze. And he looked at me and said,

"... who are you?"

"I fought alongside you a long time ago. It's also the twelve key points."

"What nonsense..."

He laughed. Then he stroked the body of the woman standing beside him.

"Get lost. I need to rest after a big fight." "

I was reluctant to explain the circumstances of the telepathy to him, but then another thought came to mind and I kept my mouth shut.

He may or may not be able to cure it, and I'm not sure I can.

Should we waste our time trying to persuade them and tell them their secrets?

No matter how much I thought about it, it was a waste of my time with the Thaw Milk Master.

So I confided in him and said,

"Believe it or not. But whether you believe me to be a hundred or not, I want to know one thing."

"I don't know what kind of fanatics have come into our doorway to stop. Let's see if you can answer some questions."

"If there is an infertility due to the continuous tenacity of Daerae Shrine, how can we cure his fever?" "

"Kukuk."

He said that it seemed like a fun seaweed liquor.

"Why should I tell you that?"

"If you teach me, I will repay you. Even if you rob me of what I have..."

"Heh. Not really. You're uglier than... you look."

"What?"

When I stumped, the thaw pourer laughed.

"No. If you're offering me a beautiful woman, I'll think about it. If you're capable of that..."

When I saw the prowling thawing liquor, I asked. I knew he wasn't talking to me seriously. If we keep talking, we will only be harassed. I said, staring at the sea breeze.

"You're the leader of the clan, and you don't know how important it is to say a word at that age? Why do you hold grudges against others so soon?"

"Huh? I can't hear the ugly guy talking."

This son of a...

I warned you, pressing down once more.

"You may very well regret what you just insulted me with."

"Khahaha! Whatever you want."

"I understand."

Pa 'at

I went behind the Sea Breeze and got out.

He will make me regret it for the rest of my life.

But now my vendetta was not important. I lie on the rocks of a fancy song, worrying as my complexion fades. I felt frustrated because I thought it would be null even if I used the White Powder now.

That's when I suddenly remembered.

'Will I get help from Cheonwoojin?'

If the death penalty is imminent, won't you help me? As I recall, I hurriedly took the mangrove to the town of a telescout sailor with Cheonwoojin.

"Chunwoojin! We're in a hurry. Help me."

Glug-ug

Then Cheon Woo-jin appeared in the hallucinogenic system. He openly frowned and said.

"That pride was the death penalty."

I felt hot. Obviously, this was self-serving. You can't blame Cheonwoojin for not being able to endure the fever on your own strength. But I shouted with a plank on my face because I had to save Mangrove.

"So you can't cure it? Grief is your death sentence!"

"... do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound?"

Cheonwoojin sighed and said.

"Ordinary Necromancers can't live without one. But you deliberately took the Great Razor Ship ten times and tried to amplify your spirits with such a powerful fever... Nine thousand magicians will sell if they find out the idea of death."

"But you..."

"I'm what?"

"......"

I have seen Cheonwoojin grow stronger with his fever. He also tried this adventure because he saw that Cheonwoojin had endured his fever. But if you tell Cheonwoojin about it, it will be nonsense. In the beginning, Cheonwoojin was a first-class magician, so he had a foundation to endure even if he accepted his new passion.

I gripped my teeth and said,

"Please. At this rate, we'll lose hope. You're just gonna let him die?"

"... the death penalty will be on its own. You have to take responsibility for what you say."

"Damn it! I know you're using a vixen. But what about the debt in his heart if he dies like this? You made the right choice to die. Can you speak without hesitation?"

"Son of a bitch."

Oh, yeah?

As the blasphemy popped out, I looked at Cheonwoojin's face. He stared at me with a stiff face.

"You gave your executioner a useless breeze so he could have a fatal adventure! You decided to take on the life of the death penalty, and now you're so incompetent, you're telling me you can't come here without my help? What the fuck are you, motherfucker?!"

He started blaspheming at me.

"Are you the owner of Chilyo? Death penalty is not a good guy to throw whatever you want! You're an incompetent son of a bitch who has no capacity to take responsibility and deceives people in vain!"

"Ugh..."

I was distracted by the swearing of the verse. I knew Cheonwoojin hated me, but I didn't know he hated me so much. Moreover, it was difficult to answer because I also assumed responsibility for the lack of confidence.

When I was silent, Cheonwoojin said.

"Fine. I'll let you live."

Murder was strongly hidden in Cheonwoojin's eyes.

"Give me the torch instead!"

"What?!"

Cheonwoojin stared at me with contempt.

"Why don't you like it? If you compare the death penalty to the death penalty, you'll benefit from the death penalty, no matter what. You have to save the world."

"Hey..."

"If you don't like this deal, get the hell out of here! Son of a bitch."

"......"

Hearing Cheonwoojin's swearing, I bit my lips tightly.

'He's just not getting over his anger.'

Even though Cheon Woo-jin was bipolar because he had been sold a lot, he went back calmly in his head. He realizes that Cheonwoojin is in a state of uncontrollable anger. If we react quickly in this state, we will only further amplify the wrath of Cheonwoojin.

Releasing the furnace will put the Hwang-jin, who is recovering from the magical power of Haeshin, in even more danger, and my power will be greatly weakened in the future. Unless I force the demand to be set free, I will be just a slightly heavier Muslim. When you think about it, you can never choose to put a torch on Choon Woo-jin.

But I listened to the harmonica on my waist and gave it to Cheonwoojin.

"Take it."

Nevertheless, I will choose mass now.

Choon Woo-jin said as if he was crazy.

"... Are you serious?"

Rather, it was an unexpected reaction.

"Yes."

I gripped my teeth and said,

"You can get another Chilyo, but not the life of the dead. If you want Chilyo, take it!"

"......"

"But I will never forget what happened today if you don't let me live."

No matter how many times I repeat myself to meet Mangosteen in my previous life, I cannot be counted as passing through Mangosteen's life. An objective comparison of the value of the telescopes and the value of the eyebrows will, of course, overwhelm the latter, but I still have to save the telescopes. Because it is the path to extraterrestrial insolence that I abandon my relationship for.

This life will get tougher because of this choice, but I can't help it. But I will protect the fate around me.

Then Cheonwoojin tightly clenched his fist and said while trembling.

"Son of a bitch... What are you...? How handsome... Damn..."

He hasn't stopped pounding for a while. It seemed as if an emotional uproar was passing by. And Choi Woo-jin sighed heavily as if he had organized his emotions.

"Whoo-hoo! Okay."

Cheonwoojin reaches out to the body of the mass. He holds his index finger and stops at the dead man's mark, and then casts a spell. A blue aura spreads out, enveloping the dead man's body. As the light subsided, the telescopes slowly opened their eyes.

"Ugh... This place..."

The mesh rises as if the fever had calmed down.

"I used the power of the Nine Hundred Hyun Woman to stabilize her temporarily."

Cheonwoojin looked at the telescopes and said.

"What does the death penalty want to do?"

"Priest."

Cheonwoojin stared at me strongly.

"It's crazy to be strong with a fever. It's not a phenomenon that can only be overcome by mental strength. It's not like he doesn't know how many Necromancers are dying without his fever."

"......"

"I don't know what that idiot was thinking when he died."

Mangling straightens up his thoughts and replies.

"... Priest. The priest's dream was to reach the Lord through alchemy and reach the Master."

"Yes."

"So am I. First of all, it's about fixing the world's chaos and upholding justice... but the end of the road will ultimately lead to [old ruler] or the status of the world. The path I seek and the path of a priest are the same."

"......"

"[Old ruler] controls both the life and death of this world. We are but cattle, and we cannot escape the fate of destruction even in death. This is clearly wrong."

He said with conviction.

"And the Hundred Wolves defeated the Old Master. I believe that the Hundred Hundred Hundred is the only thing that can offer hope to humanity in its miserable position."

"That can't be..."

Choon Woo-jin said as if it was ridiculous.

"There are many [Old Master] who transcend him, though his defeat is overwhelming. You can't say that just because you defeated one. Even if you defeat him, it won't have any effect at the end of the world."

"But it's true that no one has ever done anything like it. I haven't attempted a single hero in thousands of years."

"......"

Choon Woo-jin failed to answer. Obviously, the work I had defeated Haeshin must have been enough to silence even the hallucinations. The telemetry did not miss the swing, but turned.

"If the Hundred Hundred Hundred Wanted to Enjoy the Rich Movie, I would have done it already. I admire his will, so I want to save my life and help him."

Silence followed.

"Give it to me."

Suddenly, Choi Woo-jin snatched the brazier from my hand. He stared down at the rag furnace for a while and threw it back in my face.

Identify

When I caught the fireplace, Cheon Woo-jin said.

"I'll follow you."

It was a surprise.

"What?"

"That conversation was mine for a while ago. But since you have something to do right now, keep it for now."

Cheonwoojin growled.

"I can't watch you get executed while I'm following you. If you're going to die without knowing it, then I'll take the torch."

That's why I changed my mind, but I understood what he meant.

So I smiled and replied.

"Follow me."

Choon Woo-jin, who has been stuck in the village with the scout guard and annoyance, has decided to help me.