Volcanic Sphere

Super Yeonun was sitting in the dining room on the first floor of the Western Wind Cup. Opposite him was a military doctor sitting.

The supernova was burdened by this position. It was not because he wanted it to be made, but because it was made by the Orthodox.

However, as a junior, I was forced to sit on my butt because I could not avoid the position created by Gangho Sunbae.

Oman's expression was very serious. It was not surprising to know that the reason was because of Damho.

‘However, because of that human.... ’

The supernova sighs in secret.

The events of that day, as they were not yet known about the Great Lakes, were not only superfluous, but also devastating for the Orthodox and the Thamesopolis.

Elsewhere, only one of the elite members of the Southern Palace family, Ganho Ohdaege, was exterminated. Normally, it was a routine that would vibrate the stronghold.

Nevertheless, the silence is due to the thorough detention of the five soldiers and the supernova.

If the news of the assassination of the Golden Sword came to the outside, the Southern Palace would not be able to stand.

The whole war between South Palace and Damho.

It was horrible to imagine.

No matter how strong a single individual was, he could not stand the price of the South Bow, which is one of the great ages.

As soon as the Southern Palace is in full swing, Damho will surely lose his life. However, given the power of the Wall that destroyed the Golden Sword, the Southern Archers will never be able to damage their mouths.

They desperately kept secrets because they had to stop the worst.

The look on O'Armen's face was really serious.

The shock he felt was nothing compared to the supernova.

Damho's age was now only in his late twenties to early thirties. I was old enough to culminate as an unmanned man, but it was not comparable to the Southern Arch, which is already gaining a reputation in the Great Lakes.

But Damho broke his prejudices, annihilated the golden sword, and gave the Southern Archer an unwashable humiliation and wound.

The Southern Archer will have to live in the shadow of the Wall. I could not guarantee that he would escape the shadow of the Wall.

After a long time of silence, the onlookers finally opened their mouths.

“Did he say he was a friend of Secondary Narrow? ”

“Yes.”

“You've made a great friend. ”

“He's an unbearable friend. ”

“I guess so.”

He nods as if he understands. But his eyes were shining colder than ever before.

“I'm not turning my back on you. Who the hell is he? ”

“That's..... ”

The supernova is gone.

I wanted to answer, but I knew very little about it.

The only thing you know is the name of the Wall. He knew very little about his new life history.

‘Aye! I'm ashamed to say I'm a friend. ’

The eyes of the Orphan shine sharper.

“I've never heard of an unarmed man like him. I couldn't think of what he showed as a late index. Gumoo Dragon doesn't seem to be worth it either. ”

“That's it..... ”

“Such a masterpiece appears to have fallen from the sky. Do you think that's something that could happen? ”

“It's hard to be. ”

“You know how much you need to invest and do your best to raise a proper stickler. ”

Masters are not made in the morning. When systematic support and numerous investments are made, there is a presence that can be called anchor in the river.

It is said that dragons fly in the open water, but at least not in the world of Kangho.

It was the same reason that the Old Moon faction and the Orthodox Sega dominated the current Kangho. They had hundreds of years of unprofitable surpluses, profound profits, and tremendous goods.

It was all in harmony that he was able to raise his disciples as masters. I didn't call them prestigious for nothing.

It was very difficult for a proper master to come out of a place that was not prestigious.

Occasionally, exceptional beings emerged, giving rise to extraordinary pleasures, but never out of common sense.

“As far as I'm concerned, he's not affiliated with any of the Great Famous Societies. ”

The eyebrows of the supernova twitch. I noticed what the Orphan suspected.

“Do you think he might be a pagan? ”

“I see.”

The face of the supernova was hardened by the answer of the Orphan.

A pagan religion.

It was a pronouncement of terror that had been watered down by blood for decades.

At that time, countless unarmed people were killed in the battle against the devil. Even now, the preachers shuddered if they were pagans, and it was only a matter of time before the public crowding of the preachers was suspected of any connection.

“He's not a pagan. ”

“Are you sure?

“I know his work best. Even though his hands were extreme, and in some ways he was terrified, he never fought for no reason. ”

“That's not enough to assert that he's not a pagan. ”

“The first thing I saw was a Southern Archery compromise. If he hadn't done so, there wouldn't have been such a catastrophe. ”

“I know. Clearly, Civi made the Southern Bow compromise first. But even so, his response is too much. ”

“The Southern Palace's response was too much. Isn't it? I tried to kill him with a golden sword because the Southern Bow Negotiation Wrist was broken. ”

“Umm!”

“It was a fight to protect yourself. Even if his hands are cruel, that's why he can't be held accountable for everything. ”

At the words of the supernova, the Orthodox doctor tightly shut his lips. But he was still an inconclusive face.

The Orthodox and the supernova looked at each other without saying a word for a while.

First, he opened his mouth.

“Do you have the confidence to remain friends with him to the end? If not, it would be better to break up with him now. This is your advice as a senior. He will certainly cause a big flat wind wave in the river, and he will buy the grudge of so many people. It wouldn't be so good to be with him. ”

“I'm sorry."

The supernova replied without any thought. The gladiator frowns at the appearance of such a supernova.

“It means it's not worth the stock. ”

“I've already accepted him as a friend. You can't abandon a friend because the situation is a little unfavorable. ”

“Is it okay for a white specialist to be penalized so badly? ”

“You still don't know the Hundred. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“My master swallows when he's sweet, and he hates human relationships the most when he's spitting. ”

The voice of the supernova was empowered.

His master Zhang Il said that men should always be loyal. In fact, Zhang Il San valued righteousness and in no case abandoned a friend.

One of the reasons he was at the forefront of the war against paganism was that his best friend was killed by paganism.

“Umm!”

“If I abandon my friend because of his reputation, he will die first. ”

“Stupid. You..... and your master..... ”

“I know. ”

I woke up smiling.

The doctor looks at the supernova with his eyes filled with complex emotions.

“Are you sure? I know he's not a pagan. ”

“Certainly. Do you know why? ”

“ ……. ”

“My master and I have been tracking the pagans for a long time and preparing for their re-enactment. So I know better than anyone. ”

“Umm!”

“Did you ask if you were confident to remain a friend to the end? If so, I'll answer: This supernova could be risking his life for a friend. Otherwise, you wouldn't even be friends. ”

In the words of a young believer, the Orthodox could not say a word.

“I hope you don't call me here again. I don't want to hear epilepsy packed with the word advice. Then..... ”

Cho Yeonun, who took the siege, went out of the guest room.

The Orthodox was sitting idle for a while. After a long time, he sighed.

“Phew!”

The mystical words left by the supernova left a deep fox, digging his chest like a thunderstorm.

* * *

Damho was walking sympathetically. The progress was carefully following his side.

After a while, the advancement of seeing the walls of the dam finally opened its mouth with courage.

“Brother!”

Damho looked at the progress without saying a word.

“I went over the topic that day, and you weren't angry, were you? ”

“I was not angry. ”

“Really?”

“Yes."

“Phew! Thank God. ”

Then the progress of the dust sighed of relief.

On that day, the dust saw the madness and livelihood of the Wall. The image of the wall that scared everyone was still not forgotten in the brain.

But the fear of progress was not such an outward appearance. He listened half-heartedly to Damho's decision.

Because of this, what would happen if Damho hated himself was the biggest worry of progress. So I had to get a chest ache for a few days, and when I heard the answer, all the anxiety seemed to disappear.

A smile came to my face. But there was still no change in the face of the wall.

Damho looked at the sympathy.

I saw a little ship a long way away. I looked lonely floating alone on the surface.

Damho stands up and looks at the ship. The lump of dust also stood still.

The Jingbo looked at the side face of the wall.

There was a face that everyone in the world was afraid of. However, Dust thought that the face of the Wall was more bitter than scary.

Damho suddenly took a step. The progress was followed by the wall of Duzillah.

Damho was still speechless. The progress of the dungarees has also become speechless.

How long did he walk?

Suddenly, a smile blossomed on the face of the progress. Because I saw a familiar face from afar.

“Sister!”

Progress shakes hands.

The gaze of Damho was also directed in the direction of natural progress.

There was a vivid woman in a hoppy vest. Damho thought that the woman's impression was very familiar.

Damho, who had been stuttering his memory for a while, recalled that he had seen her in a sympathetic defence a while ago.

When the woman saw the progress of the dust, she came to the shotgun step.

“Progress.”

The woman who called for progress was the Empress.

“Sister, it's been a long time. ”

“Yeah, I've been a little busy lately. Are you still staying in the West Wind Cup? ”

“Yes!”

“I have to go taste the food made by Progress, but I don't have much time. ”

“I'll be there for a while, so come back any time you think about it. ”

“I wish I could, but I can't stay here long. ”

A slight shade fell on the edge of the eyes of the Emperor. However, she smiled as if nothing had changed.

“But what about him? ”

The gaze of the Hwang Hye Spirit turned toward the wall. Then the progression smiled widely.

“This is my brother I told you about before. ”

“Brother? Ah! ”

The Empress, who had been stuttering her memory for a while, spit out her resilience.

She soon took over for Damho.

“Good to see you, I'm the Empress. ”

“Damhoda.”

Damhoe looked at the Empress. The Empress did not know how intense his gaze was.

I asked for progress.

“What's wrong with you? Brother.”

“No."

Damho shakes his head. However, his gaze remained fixed on the Ecliptic Spirit.