Volcanic Sphere

When Damho stretched out his waist and raised his head, the archer was already gone. When he left, he saw a sword that had lost its owner, and someone's arm holding the handle of the sword tightly. In the forearm, the blood was still flowing from the forearm.

Even a three-year-old could tell that the owner of the arm was a archer. Damho looked at the archer's arm indifferently.

Defeat the archer and cut off his arm, but the face of the wall was not bright. The Archers were the masters of the Volcano Front. It's Damho himself. He didn't think much of him, but his master's true self was different.

The architect became an accomplice to the present Jinn. When the two of them came face to face, I almost noticed what kind of mental distress the current truthful would suffer.

Damho did not want such a situation to come. So it was unfortunate that I couldn't kill the archer now.

Damho shakes his head slightly and looks back. Then I saw the celestial representatives who had barely survived. Half the people who were originally there did not survive. The survivors were also wounded big and small as one.

“Argh!”

The younger brother, who had been knocked down by the architect, aroused himself.

Even though breathing heavily injured would be painful, he forcefully rises up and walks to Damho.

“Huff, huff! Thank you, Madam Grand Duke. ”

“ ……. ”

His face was pale with blood, and his eyes filled with tears.

He wasn't crying because of his wounds. I was crying because of the brothers and sisters of the landmark who died today.

Their deaths hurt his heart more than his wounds. Yet he endured the pain.

He was not an ordinary man, he was the head of the Changcheon Kingdom. He had a responsibility to investigate the situation and in any event, he had to think about the cause first.

The first was to say thank you to Damho, and the next was to take care of the site.

After thanking Dam Ho, Nam Woo-Sun approached the surviving representatives.

“Argh! Chief. ”

“Argh!”

As soon as the survivors saw his younger brother's face, they burst into tears.

The sadness of losing comrades who had been agitated until now, rather than the joy of surviving, made them cry.

The younger siblings read them.

“It's okay. It's okay. ”

He said so, but even in his eyes, hot tears were pouring constantly.

My brother and sister, who had been crying for a long time, stole my eyelids with their hands.

“Now let's take care of the body. There's a long way to go. ”

“vs…… Leopard! ”

“But how? ”

The leaders and representatives looked at him with a mixed look of resentment. It is resentful that the younger siblings say that they must transport the specimens before grief even goes away.

However, his younger siblings were determined.

“Didn't you know it was coming? We are unarmed to take our lives in the carriage of specimens. Even if a colleague dies, it is the responsibility of the customer to transport the specimen where they want it. Many of the specimens we transport are precious objects that go into the Shaolin and the Mourim Blind. Crying…… It's not too late after the transport is over. ”

“Argh!”

“Chief!”

Representatives bitten it and held their tears.

Why wouldn't it be sad to be a younger brother? But he knew. Transporting the seals safely doesn't mean the deaths of your colleagues are in vain.

“Let's move.”

In the words of the younger brother, the representatives began to examine the corpses and marks of their colleagues.

“Khung!”

“Argh! I'm sorry. ”

When I saw the face of my dead colleague, my tears burst. Their faces were filled with tears one day.

They shed tears and gathered the bodies of their comrades and put them on a large cart. The tears poured out again in the face of his companions on the wagon like a pack.

Several representatives gathered scattered specimens. Some of them disappeared into the river, but a substantial amount of specimens were still rolling out on the deck.

They carried the specimen on a clean cart.

Damho watched without saying a word. Their grief was being conveyed in the air.

His gaze turned to the other side. This is where the bodies have not yet been collected. He was there.

‘Passenger light.’

A young tribute that asked me to remember myself. He was still lying on the floor unaccounted for.

Damho embraced the tide.

It was heavy.

He carried the passenger light on the cart very carefully. Their representatives blushed their eyes at the behavior of the wall.

They knew. How much I admired the tide.

“But you're happy. Because someone so respectful will be with you for the last time. ”

“Goodbye, Sunbae. ”

The representatives who had been close to the tide in their lives said a word. Damho thought the way to the tide would not be lonely.

Finally, all the bodies and specimens were collected. But there was a relentless lack of words. Many of the enemies floated or died during the raid.

In particular, there was no wagon to haul the body. The cart was so big that I didn't even flinch with a horse or two.

The wall draws black ears while the representatives are making tough faces. Damho took the other horses apart, and made the black ears take their place.

“Please.”

The black ear emits a nosebleed and empowers the horse. Then a large cart, which did not flinch, began to move.

Damho quietly walked beside the black ears.

* * *

“The biggest problem is the lack of funds. ”

“Umm!”

“Too many people are accepted at once, so many problems are erupting. But the biggest problem, among other things, is that it costs too much money than people. ”

The middle-aged monk who was vomiting was a freshman who oversaw the finances of Sorim.

During the Great War, when the Phoenix was vomiting, the brains of the Sorim and the brains of the Mourim Blind were gathered together.

The atmosphere in the bowel was very heavy. I had to. This is because unexpected problems have been revealed since the Mulim Blades joined the Shaolin Society.

First of all, too many people joined suddenly and the issue of accommodation exploded. Ten and twenty men were driven into one room, and the voices of dissatisfaction were poured out.

I don't care if everyone is assigned a room equitably, because only the lower class of unaccompanied people are assigned that room.

The second was the issue of meals.

Sorim was basically a temple that forbade meat. Only the monks of Sorim are used to not eating meat, but the average stranger was different.

Uncommon people were unfamiliar with the absurd life of coloring alone. They secretly brought in the meat and cooked it. However, it was unforgivable for the monks of Shaolin to abstain from eating.

The situation has led to a problem between the common people and the monks of the Shaolin. The Cerebral Division and the Cerebral Division of the Mourim League have been circling over unexpected issues.

Meat was only done in the liver transplant factory outside of Shaolin, so we only reached an agreement to shorten the problem. But the problem was not just silk meat.

The living conditions were so different that the two groups were together without any preparation, so many problems burst, and it took a lot of money to solve them. Because of this, the storehouse of the Shaolin, which boasted strong finances, became empty.

It was not long ago that the wealth brought by the blind quickly retreated. It was the shape of a large group called the Mourim Blind that was placed on the shrine.

I needed a lot, but I didn't have enough money. Not enough money to buy weapons, not enough grain to fill the barn. I was sending support from Sorim's Folk Family Moon Party, but that was not enough.

It was not just a matter of tightening the belt and getting help from the general public. Because of this, dissatisfaction was also erupting among the monks of Sorim.

He was a madman who managed a huge storehouse in Sorim, so his sense of crisis was greater than anyone else's.

Namcheon Mountain and the Southern Arch have a tough look.

He held the position of Blind and Blind Soldier, but this was of no use.

I can't even imagine that when the Mourimblinds rebuild, they will think about this problem. The Moorim Blind Warehouse is always full of goods and grain. But now that they have fallen, it has not been long since they were present in the water.

Gwangcheon, the director of Sorim, said:

“Amitabul! Against this kind of march, we will be both ferocious and ignorant. We need to take action. ”

“Yes, it's us who are at a disadvantage over time. ”

The monks of Thorim threw up ten sides.

The look on Namcheon's face turned dark. He glances at the Southern Archer.

Personally, it was Namcheon Mountain, which confronted the Southern Arctic, but it recognized its ability. At least there was a southern archipelago, so the Mourimblin could be counted.

He also hoped that the Southern Arctic would give an answer. And the Southern Archer did not betray his expectations.

“Sorimsa is the last borough of Kangho. If this place collapses, the stronghold will be irreversibly hit. No doorman, no sega alone, can fight the devil. ”

“Isn't that what everyone knows? Don't turn your back on me, soldier. ”

One of the monks at Sorim said with a mixed look.

Even if he was in a bad mood, the Southern Archer said without a single expression.

“So by the way, I intend to get more power and funding from each of the moons. ”

“Do you really think they'll agree?

“As I said, they don't have a choice either. The blindness has already collapsed. In this situation, if the power of the Shaolin and at least the rest of the Mulimblin collapses, there will be no more barriers to protect them. ”

“But not everyone is friendly with the event of the Mourim Blind. ”

“I know. But they won't have a choice either. ”

“Umm!”

“Especially the larger the door, the more you keep, the more they want to bleed instead of bleed themselves. ”

“Amitabul!”

In the straightforward words of the Southern Archer, the monks closed their eyes and memorized only the indignation.

Even though I have the same idea, it was painful to hear it spit out without filtration.

Sorimsa was also reluctant to go out on her own, so she supported the Mourim Blind.

Guangcheon said.

“Amitabul! It won't be so hard to get support, as the Southern Archery soldiers say. Even though there's a difference in distance, they would have been with us a long time ago. The problem is volcanoes.”

At that moment, the complexion of the Southern Palace hardened.

The volcano was just like his counterpart.

It was true that he did not support the volcanoes that were heavily damaged three years ago because of personal emotions, even those who were a little bit skilled in the situation of Kangho.

In particular, he had a grudge that could not be washed away from the Volcanic Horse Damhoe. The damage inflicted by the Southern Archery was indeed enormous. Because of that, the circumference of the Southern Palace was greatly reduced.

“Amitabul! Now is the time for one more master. If the horse-drawn horse were to join us at this point, it would be really tough. ”

“Yes. Though he is ruthless in character, he still has a few fingers in his hand. It would certainly be helpful if we could join him. ”

“He's the one who's afraid of the pagans. Didn't you crush the conspiracy of the Party Gate and the Devil in the Sacred City? If you can convince me, it will be a tremendous force. ”

The monks of Thorim roared. The expression of the blind, including the Southern Archery, was noticeably stiffened.

The gaze of Gwangcheon turned toward the Southern Arch.

“Military!”

“Speak, sir. ”

“What do you think of our opinions? ”

“Absolutely natural. I think so, of course. ”

“You mean you have to join the Volcanoes and the Pistols? ”

“Yes, I will use any number to attract them. ”

“Is it possible? The military and the horsemen know that there is a great grudge. ”

“There is no eternal silver won in Gangho. ”

The Southern Archer replied calmly. But I had no choice but to shake Farr's head close to his eyes.

He holds his fist tight enough that his nails dig through his flesh.

"Bokma!"

I was so sick of that name that I was harassing him too.