The Skill Maker

But sadly.

Cerdiana had no concept yet to operate Karma's power. In other words, as she is now, she can't beat a dead man. Magic is just magic when you reach 11 circles.

Cerdianara, of course, would be able to combine power at the level with mana, but it was never enough to break the use of karma's power alone. Never

'So you haven't been paying attention lately.'

As I watched Cerdiana moaning, I thought I'd teach her how to operate Karma sooner or later. [Defeating] Cerdianara could have operated karma, if somewhat awkward. In fact, if you look at the detailed theory, it's not a very difficult area of technology either. Most of all, an extraordinary brain like Cerdiana would be able to use even if it were [disappear] items.

Of course, it would be impossible to explain this concept to those who are good at it, not [disappear]. For example, someone like Jackal or Jackal.

"Huh? Master? Did you just call me?"

"Huh? No. Why?"

"No, I feel like you're calling me out of the blue."

"...fuck it. It's bland."

But he's usually a bad-witted guy.

He's a ghost when he curses at himself.

"The enemy forces are resuming their pursuit."

"You must have been surprised by the power of Silla."

"I think I've earned a lot of time."

"Hey, maybe we can really get out of the Great Plains at this rate..."

as such

With the Untreat and 900,000 Red troops behind us, we began to move at a rapid pace toward the southeast. Although 100,000 enemy troops were still on standby in the south, it was not strange to say that it was a real time match from now on. In the true sense of the word, tag is the beginning. Now, is it really the first thing we should get out of here, or is it the first thing our opponent should hold on to?

I decided to watch the situation for now.

Most of all, it's so exciting to watch such a big fight.

.

And

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Red-captured were bloodless in the Estvalde fortress without any damage.

literally bloodless

The armed conflict between the Blue side and the Reds did not really happen to a grain of dust. At present, there was only silence in Estvalde as if even a rat had died. All they can hear is the sound of their metal footprints on the bottom of the castle.

The Red able men looked around their heads from side to side and talked.

It was a deep dawn, so there was deep darkness in the castle, but everything seemed bright in their eyes anyway. The sorcerers are using magic, so there's no problem, and the rest of them could look into the darkness like nocturnal beasts just by focusing their mana on their eyes.

"What is this? Something's missing. It's super easy like this."

"You mean that? Where'd all the blue bastards go?"

"You must have been throwing up the whole thing because you noticed it's all right? You teleported past Heidel. I'm sure you got some communication from your kids."

"That's true."

The Red Capabilities shook their heads as they looked at the darkened Estrbalde fortress.

a fully open gate

a pitch-dark silence with no sound of breath

Well, I've seen a lot of times when the people of a small town ran away and the town was empty. I never imagined that the Blue guys would give up the most important scale in the Estvalde region.

Literally

The Reds had come to raid the fortress.

Assault? No, 200,000 troops have moved, so it was too large to be a raid.

This was already a war.

a great war between the powers of six regions

And the start came with the Reds' pre-emptive strike.

"That's ridiculous. But don't you think it's too bad to abandon your last name like this?"

Another red guy who kicks his tongue and opens his mouth.

He spoke ill of Estvalde's blue talents.

"I agree. Don't these idiots have any pride? That's all we have, like, 200,000."

"The number of Estvalde Castle is less than 100,000."

"As far as I can hear, that's a huge increase in recent years. Two hundred thousand is a tough one to deal with."

It's understandable that he ran away, but it's ridiculous.

That was the common idea of the present Red Skills.

The tough-looking man opened his mouth.

"Originally Estvalde's local talents are the most cocky. Don't you know that the hottest kids in town are [Confused] class? To be honest, it's a total village."

"Dumb. He's a good. I'm afraid of losing."

"Untouchable people like me are the only ones who can blame the best and the worst. That's more than him. You're a horror, too. Are you going to fight now?"

"Keel. Idiot."

"Everyone be quiet!"

The red-talented people who were giggling.

But they bowed their heads, flinching at the bayonet's cry.

An army of the Reds that again begins to move along the streets of the castle.

It was a huge force of 200,000, as Red men say. In addition, the officer who runs the troops was the master of Clan, the [destruction] item, who had been brutally kicked out of the area in the past. Of course, he was not alone in leading all this great-great-grandfather, and now beside him was the executive of another Red Alliance, the power of [defeating] breed.

A being who has been with him for a long time.

An unusual extraterrestrial intelligence having a ghostly body.

[Something went so easily than I expected.]

"I know."

Harman nodded at Grillock's words.

A fortress that really doesn't hear the rat squeak.

And Harman was absorbed in the feeling of returning home at this moment. an emotional glance He calmly scanned the city of Estvalde. It feels like yesterday when I led the Dark Shield Clan's men to take control of the area. Everything has been twisted since the appearance of the crazy guy named Choi Min-hyuk. Well, thanks to the ore we got from Belgritsa, we were able to establish ourselves as a Red Alliance executive.

'That's the way it is.'

It was exactly 12 p.m. when Dame was ordered to play. And the current time is 3 a.m.

In just three hours, they ate the Estvalde St.

It's so futile not to retaliate against them.

On the one hand, however, it is also fortunate.

After a while.

Ranger who went out on a search come back quickly.

"The patrol is complete. We can't see the enemy. I'm sure they've all fled outside the castle."

"We've identified tens of thousands of footprints moving out. Maybe they all moved in the direction of the east."

"Good work."

Only then can 200,000 troops feel secure.

Surely there was no one inside the Estvalde fortress.

Harman nodded. He soon looked back and gave orders.

"Listen to the chiefs! Permit as much looting as you want between night hours. At dawn, I will pursue the Estvalde talents who have fled. Everyone knows how to control their physical strength. A little bit of alcohol will be allowed."

"Chung!"

the ten thousand chiefs who were given orders

They immediately gave orders to the commanders of thousands to order the looting of the city.

In addition, the commanders of thousands immediately gathered and ordered the commanders of hundreds.

A way of freely allowing a group of at least ten to roam the castle and plunder things. This was the Red's own tradition of boosting the morale of soldiers, while at the same time strengthening their fighting spirit.

"Thank you!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! What do we have today?"

"I'd like to take at least 100 million crunches."

The Red able men were scattered in all directions with smiles.

It's good whether it's a person or an object. The free plundering of a once-smashed area provides a fairly sustained and satisfying pleasure. in both material and spiritual aspects

"What is it? Peak. Did your guy come this way, too? You like the mall. Why didn't you go east? Why did you come here?"

"Huh! Someone did it, and it was Andalas. By the way, I'm a shopaholic. I don't want anyone to misunderstand. A true wise man naturally follows human traces rather than matter."

The two giggled away in the same direction.

The happiest moment of war is always this moment of looting.

It's not like they can be candidates for executive posts only if they fight forward like the commanders of thousands. Fighting at the risk of one's life in particular doesn't bring about satisfactory gains. It's better to get at least one decent thing, something valuable, something to plunder. That's why this moment is the most enjoyable. Besides, this time it's a surprise attack. The other side might have spilt something because they were running away in a hurry.

"Oh, I'd love to see a pretty girl running around."

"Well, he's a straight-up bastard. So I like you."

Two people giggling and bursting into laughter.

Other soldiers also burst into laughter, holding their stomachs in the conversation.

"Khhhhh. Well, anyway. Let's go sweep it up."

The two men led their men through the castle quickly, and swept items of this and that into their pockets.

Pottery or precious metals that look a little precious, or strangely shaped vessels. And weapons and gunpowder. Even 100,000 to several million kruns were stored in the stores' vaults. It's a little lacking, but it's still satisfying.

Only one big one is perfect now.

"By the way, the blue bastards really don't see a grain of salt. They're really weird bastards."

"Then what kind of nerve do you think the cowardly bastards have here?"

"You're a fool not to run away when 200,000 troops are coming. Besides, there's Grillock and Harman executives over here. Both of you are as good as dead. It's impossible for a kid in this town?"

The soldiers continued to chat and search the houses in the castle. Government offices and city council buildings have no reason to enter because they cannot afford them, and inns and storage facilities are the main targets. In addition, there were temporary accommodations set up for people with outside powers, perhaps due to the recent influx of people into Estvalde.

Even if it's a temporary accommodation, it looks like a reasonable building.

That's great. The fur was literally overflowing.

"Hey. Look at these items. Isn't it awesome?"

"Stupid, don't even look at me."

"More than that, isn't this a place where a lot of mainlanders live?"

"I mean, it'd be awesome if we could get something like the remains of the Kandulas planetary system."

The Red Skills were able to find the remnants of the castle.

Scenes that seem to prove that there were people until a few hours ago. the miscellaneous goods of the powers left behind A slowly burning candle or lamp fire. A bed in which a blanket is disheveled. bottles of liquor left behind as if in a hurry to leave their seats. In addition, the food had cooled down but still remained moist, explaining how quickly blue-skilled people had left the area.

Click. Click. Click. Click.

"Wow! This is a pretty good drink, isn't it? Blue bastards! You're just drinking this on your own, aren't you?"

"The food is pretty luxurious, too. You're pretty well off for a new frontier, aren't you?"

"Fuck it. I think it's better than my neighborhood."

The Red Skills have broken tables, smashed objects, and used violence. It's all up to them anyway. Of course, if you make too much noise, you might get scolded by the commanders of hundreds later on. Still, what was most regrettable was that there was not a single intelligent person to play with. Especially women.

"I thought there would be a lot of humans left who couldn't get away after coming in in in 10 minutes."

"If you don't want to die, even a person without legs can jump up and run."

"Oh, it would have been crazy fun if we had arrived a little earlier."

The able men sighed in sympathy with each other's words.

Well, tomorrow I can screw them as much as I want.

"I mean, actually, I get excited when I see blood. I can't wait to catch these bastards and kill them all. I'm not kidding. If I don't kill something for a day, I'm going to get a splinter in my mouth and go crazy."

"You crazy bastard. More than that, I'd like to see some of the best beauties in the town. I heard it's called Estwalde's 4th beauty or something. Besides, they're so proud and arrogant. Don't you think it's gonna be a lot of fun if we make him give in?"

"Kicking, idiots. Women are all the same if they take it off anyway."

While the Red Skilled People burst into laughter and exchanged gossip.

"Black."

But at that moment.

They could eavesdrop on the little sobbing coming from the side of the next building a little away.

Too small and too fine a sound.

No, it was more like an uncomfortable breathing sound that came with a fine breath than a cry.

The smell of terror emitted only by those who are in fear.

The beasts found it in such a short moment. And at that moment... Flashing simultaneously in the dark, emitting a strange glow from the pupils.

"What is it? There were still people left in the castle, right?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"It's a woman in tone. Must be. My ears can't fool."

"I think it's the next building."

The five Red Skills began to move, showing their white teeth. No matter how hard they try to hold their breath, their hearing can never be avoided. Especially in a ghost castle where only silence is felt.

profit and loss

The men of ability walked into the next inn building, and soon began to wander slowly through the interior, searching everywhere.

The dull sound of a drawer opening and closing. A violent noise in which things left at the counter fall on the floor. the rustic sound of a wooden chair swaying The sound of the dish clanging and crashing into the floor. Even the creaking of wooden stairs. And

They finally found it.

One large closet where sound is assumed to have been heard.

However, now there was no sound coming out of the place unlike before.

'Here it is. It must be.'

'LOL. I think that's right. There's no sound.'

'Then on a count of three, open it on both sides at the same time.'

'Okay.'

'One, two...!'

But at that moment.

The five Red-talented people did not pronounce 'three' or even hear the voice.

Through the middle of their foreheads... Because of one thin, long sting.

Creeping.

Flap. Flap. Flap.

"Clear."

"This side is clear, too."

a clatter of clums

a gain in talent

When the two women noticed that there were no other signs around them, they slowly raised themselves up in the wardrobe. Slowly flowing blood quickly begins to circulate along blood vessels all over the body and feels a little numb in the limbs. Also, the whole body is warming up rapidly as blood is wrapped in a body that used to be as cold as ice.

a chilling and chilling sensation

As if filling a balloon with water would swell up, the wrinkled skin quickly becomes firm.

"What is it? It's easy, isn't it?"

"I know. I've lost my nerve."

The operation was simply a great success.

A rather dangerous strategy of completely erasing the appearance and ambush inside the Estvalde fortress. But the plan was exactly right, and the enemies could not even resist and died unawares.

Normal siege?

The other side is also capable.

Naturally, the benefits of sex do not work.

Eventually, Estvalde's side is far behind.

Then head-to-head?

This is also impossible with Estvalde's power, which currently has less than 100,000 people. There were more than 200,000 enemy personnel, and according to reports from Heidel, two officials of [destruction] class were in position on the other side.

You can't win. The head-to-head confrontation was a very disadvantageous fight.

So what Estvalde's powers have chosen.

That was just this bizarre way of doing things today.

Guerrilla warfare.

It's not a normal guerrilla war, but a modified cigar war in which the body is imitated so that even the eyes of the most intuitive people can be completely deceived. This was the only way to catch the opponent's weak spot. Because the five senses are so good compared to ordinary creatures, they can be easily intoxicated with conceit.

"Perfect, bastards. 퉤."

The two women smiled darkly as they looked at the five Red Skilled men who had fallen on the floor. It wasn't easy to put up with laughing how funny the dead tail of the triumphant Red was. For your information, the two were powerful men and sisters of the semi-new breed belonging to the Clan of Ophelia.

"Magic, by erasing your mettle completely, you're as close as you can to the state of lyrics as you can't believe it. I didn't expect this to exist in this world."

the art of erasing one's mettle

by name

It was a kind of magical spell that slowed the blood by slowing down the heartbeat of the heart, causing the target to sink into a state that seemed dead.

In the end, a measure of popularity is revealed to the outside through human breathing and the energy flowing from it. However, using this magic, it is said to be able to act like a dead body for up to 60 days. In fact, wizards in distress or crisis sometimes use it on their own bodies to buy time.

"You know, there's a sorcerer named Cerdia. It wouldn't be strange if her students were learning one or two strange spells."

It was.

Lyrics magic was actually one of the most unusual traits that the Queen of Ernest taught the Wizards of Night Illusion Clan. So the key to this 'pretending to be dead' strategy was also a nine-circle wizard who belongs to the Clan. Well, the big picture was led by the Night Illusion, but it was them who put it into action.

Anyways, now that we're in this situation.

The right of pre-emptive power was turned over to the other side.

René opened her mouth.

"Now then. Shall we go out? I think it's time we promised."

"Okay."

The two men each carried their own weapons, which had been slanted vertically in the closet, and soon after they took off the armor of the Red soldiers, they began to wear them, too.

Currently, only twenty people are ambushed in the castle, including themselves.

However, it was safe to say that the 20 soldiers were simply the best elite troops.

And the rest of them, about 99,000 people, were all separated and hidden more than 15 kilometers from the castle's north, east and south gates.

Waiting for a golden opportunity for the enemy to fall into great confusion.

I pray with both hands that this operation will succeed.

Monet opened his mouth.

"Come on, let's get started."

The end of the storm night (7).

by world manners

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