Chapter 140
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49. The Hermit of Anti-Humanity (1)
The dark darkness was filled with disgusting sweat and choking heat.
In it, I heard the sound of breath coming from around Kim Sungchul.
Breathing sounds that sound like whistles because of a phlegm in your neck, rough driving like an ox, panting like a caught rabbit.
The forms of breath were as diverse as human fingerprints.
Kim Sungchul I closed my eyes and checked the form of my breath.
As always, stable and seamless breathing.
I was tortured all night and my shoulders did not listen, but my will was not broken.
“Start. Gladiator slaves! Do not pee when you shed blood. It’s hard to clean up! ”
Beyond the dark, I heard a cold man’s voice. The sounds of breath stopped here and there, followed by a loud and cursing trumpet bleeding into the darkness.
The front iron gate opened up.
A shimmering sunshine pierced the eyes of a gladiator slave like a hook.
Kim Sungchul I narrowed my eyes, softened the momentum of light with my palms, and stared at the things that settled beyond the light.
Kim Sungchul was able to recognize the opponent of the arena as the thunderous thunder shook the field.
A race with a long arm like a monkey and a molar reminiscent of a wild boar on a breaded shoulder.
In front of a shield with heavy armor and a blade embedded in the blade, they faced formation and welcomed gladiators.
The despair fell on the eyes of the gladiator slaves.
It soon appeared in action.
A scared man who peees, a man who sits down to find his mother, runs away and runs back to the magic of the guard wizard to give joy to the crowd.
Not yet mixed with the sword, but many gladiator slaves have become a body that can not fight.
“Oh. Orc heavy armor. It’s also an elite. It’s hard to survive this time. Friend? ”
A sword with a will in his hand, Crumbuy, frolicked.
Definitely a difficult fight.
Perhaps, as Krumbu said, he may die this time.
Kim Sungchul I grabbed the crumbs firmly, feeling the sticky shoulder.
The head of the Orc crowd recognized Kim Sung-cheol, roared like a beast, and beaten his shield with his sword.
“Come! Hallstatt’s dog! ”
A crowd full of arena shouted like a huge torrent.
With the drum ringing, Kim Sungchul ran towards Orc Captain.
The sword and the sword hit.
Flames and blood sprang from all sides, and yellow eyes filled with hostility hung in front of them.
A drum sounded over the arena to announce the end of the battle.
Citizens of the sacred Luteginea kingdom, standing up in the excitement of battle, sent an applause and curse stained assessment to the man standing on the arena.
“You survived this time? What a friend I have met so many nerds, but none of them are as crazy as you are. ”
Kim Sungchul turned around to hear Crumbu’s acclaim.
He crossed the stream and the body of blood and headed to the waiting room where the dark darkness settled.
When the iron gate to the dungeon was opened, the smell of neat peony flowers stabbed my nose.
Kim Sungchul A noble woman waiting for herself outside the iron gate by wiping her face with blood.
A girl with long hair with pale pink color under the torch was staring at him with a playful face.
“I lost money again because of you. I thought I’d die this time, I bet all my pocket money and I won again! How will you be responsible? What? ”
It was a sarcasm close to poison, but Kim Sungchul could feel the nostalgia for some reason.
A thrill, like an electric shock, flowed into his body, and he looked back, staring at a girl smiling at him.
But the girl’s face, again in her eyes, did not look cloudy as if the glass was steaming.
‘Is it a dream? Too. ”
The deep disappointment spread bitterly in the mouth.
Kim Sungchul I felt the name of the girl disappearing as she felt the world surrounding her collapsed.
“Rise Haimer.”
Kim Sungchul Opened his eyes silently and raised himself in bed.
Bertelgia flew over and talked to Kim Seong-chul.
“Did you have a nightmare? I’m wearing a strange drool. ”
Kim Sungchul Swept his flowing hair down and looked at his physical condition first.
No wounds, no abnormalities.
Unconsciously passed the time of unconsciousness.
Kim Sungchul looked back in relief.
“Here? This is the baron’s house. To be precise, it should be the home of a monk who attracts baron. ”
Kim Sungchul I sat down and thought of a job just before my consciousness was lost.
‘Also, the last Griffon I saw was that monk.’
Meeting the well-intentioned helper in the worst environment of the human empire’s Knaw and Aquiro’s werewolf.
Kim Sungchul I looked around the house, checking my body while sitting on the bed.
It’s a small shabby house with nothing to see.
The hardwood floors, made of planks, were worn out and gave a squeaking sound when the feet were tightened, and old cobwebs were suspended in the corners of the ceiling.
Kim Sungchul I looked and looked at the tables and utensils sitting by the bed.
Everyday items such as tableware, bowls, and books caught my eye. Aside from the thick magnifying glasses at the entrance, most of them were cheap and expensive.
‘It’s a difficult shape.’
Kim Sungchul I decided to give a huge reward in return.
By the way, I noticed something interesting in the eyes of Kim Sung-chul.
It was an old shield on the wall that could only be seen by looking back.
The shield itself was a yawn that felt plain and rough, but the emblem on the shield contained a meaning that could not be seen.
A crescent moon halfway submerged over a black horizon.
Kim Sungchul I felt like I was hit by a head with a hammer.
“Isn’t that the emblem of the Holy Luteginea Kingdom?”
The cursed sentence, once considered a symbol of fear and cruelty across the continent, once again appeared in vivid form before Kim Sung-chul.
Then I heard a cough outside.
“Huh? Did you wake up? Chef? ”
I met a monk the other day.
He walked into the house, looked around the table with a familiar hand, looked for reading glasses, wore a magnifying glass, sat on a rocking chair, leaned back and stared at Kim.
“It looks fine. By the way, where is the young man so weak that he will use it? ”
He took a pipe tobacco out of his arms, brushed the tobacco leaves in his pocket, put them in the pipe, and set a fire.
Kim Sungchul was quiet while the elderly man was on fire.
Some time later, Kim opened his mouth.
“You are taken care of.”
“I did what I had to do. Well, if you’re uncomfortable, you don’t care if you pay a few extra dollars to this monk. Oh, and it looks like there’s a lot of money in my pocket, but I didn’t touch any of it. ”
Inside the pocket looked back.
Kim Sungchul smiled bitterly and took out all the coins in his pocket and offered them to the monks.
Among the unmanned coins issued by the Federation of Traders, it was not forgotten to gather them together and twist them by hand to form gold bars.
“Oh my god. Strength is sold. ”
The mature man’s mouth opened wide.
Kim Seong-cheol was a little money, but the monks came to buy a large amount of money to live abundantly.
I felt like I wanted to give more rewards, but only excessive suspicion paid for it. Kim Sungchul stopped there. Instead, he asked, looking at the shield engraved with the coat of arms of the divine Luteginea, which was hung in the corners of Kim Sungchul.
“What is that? Is it an ornament? ”
The monk nodded.
“I don’t have much to hide now but it was my stuff.”
“Ho. You must have been an article from that country. ”
The monks nodded deeply, sucking the pipe deeply.
“Twilight Panther Knight. I don’t know if you know. ”
“Twilight Panther.”
For more than five years, many battles had been fought with the Holy Lute-Geneia Kingdom.
Why do not you know the name.
Kim Sungchul He remembers the onslaught of the Gryphon Knights, who swept the flanks of the right wing overhanging the Raglan.
Shamal Rajput performed the battlefield assassination of his long-term assassins and drew the neck of the regiment at once. Otherwise, the direction of the battle would have fallen into the labyrinth.
“I heard the name. It was very courageous knights. ”
Kim Sungchul The eyes of the baron’s bent wings, which are as if heard from others, peek into the open door.
“You remember that name, so how much do you think you are in the history of the world?”
“I’m not proud, but I’ve been here a long time ago.”
The monk laughed.
Is it because some of his past is recognized. He sucked and spits a pipe with a very pleased face.
A monk arose from his seat as whitish smoke swept through the ceiling.
As if there was something to show, he opened the drawer, scoured something and took out an old gold ring and showed it to Kim.
It was a seal.
“Now this is the shape, but at one time I was a knight with a manor.”
“Did the kingdom perish and lose land?”
At the question of Kim Seong-chul, the monk shook his head.
He went out the window, opened the grid, and gazed at the village beyond.
Outside the window, a beautiful village of Topo with a backdrop of hermitage towers spread out like a picture.
“It’s that town. No more now. ”
“Aren’t Toporo Village belong to the Tower of the Hermit?”
“Until the disaster began, the Tower of Hermit was a place of little sight. It’s a noisy place where envoys from all over the world are camping, but in the old days it was a forgotten historic spot. ”
It is a story that Kim Sung Cheol did not hear.
Kim Seong-cheol came to the tower of the hermit since the book of disaster was triggered. Of course, the situation before that is not known.
“At that time, the Tower of the Hermit was a place where it was occasionally lived by the aid that was sent from the kingdom. The village, the gateway to the tower, was of course managed by the kingdom and I was in charge of it. However…
The monk stopped himself trying to say something.
The light of circumcision passed through his wrinkled eyes.
‘There’s something wrong.’
The man, once a lord, now lives like a beggar with Griffon, who was crippled.
There must have been something unpleasant.
Incomprehensible in words.
“What’s wrong?”
It would have been lightly ignored if it were an innocent person. But Kim Sungchul was taken care of by the monks.
I’m not sure, but very much.
So if you can help, help.
Kim Sungchul Thinking so, stared at the old man with a calm eye.
Kim Seong-chul, however, did not seem to help.
The old man said with an unpleasant look.
“It’s all over. It was all my fault. How can a man who can not even keep his own nobleman be called the lord? ”
The monk sighed and rose from his seat.
The feeling of not wanting to talk anymore felt in action and gesture.
Kim Sungchul realized that the time had come to leave.
He also rose from his seat.
“Thanks a lot. I think it’s time to leave. ”
The old man nodded, took off his glasses, put them on the table, and walked out first. Then he rode on the moonlight attracted by the baron and held the reins firmly.
“Let’s see it again when the opportunity arrives. Of course, only when your pocket is big! ”
The monk rang out on the roadside with a pleasant laugh.
“You’re an weird guy.”
Bertelgia spoke bluntly, but Kim Sungchul sent him off with his eyes until he disappeared from view.
When the monk disappeared from view, Kim Sungchul looked up and looked at the other side.
In the distant skies, a white line of white snow was rising.
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49. The Hermit of Anti-Humanity (1)
The dark darkness was filled with disgusting sweat and choking heat.
In it, I heard the sound of breath coming from around Kim Sungchul.
Breathing sounds that sound like whistles because of a phlegm in your neck, rough driving like an ox, panting like a caught rabbit.
The forms of breath were as diverse as human fingerprints.
Kim Sungchul I closed my eyes and checked the form of my breath.
As always, stable and seamless breathing.
I was tortured all night and my shoulders did not listen, but my will was not broken.
“Start. Gladiator slaves! Do not pee when you shed blood. It’s hard to clean up! ”
Beyond the dark, I heard a cold man’s voice. The sounds of breath stopped here and there, followed by a loud and cursing trumpet bleeding into the darkness.
The front iron gate opened up.
A shimmering sunshine pierced the eyes of a gladiator slave like a hook.
Kim Sungchul I narrowed my eyes, softened the momentum of light with my palms, and stared at the things that settled beyond the light.
Kim Sungchul was able to recognize the opponent of the arena as the thunderous thunder shook the field.
A race with a long arm like a monkey and a molar reminiscent of a wild boar on a breaded shoulder.
In front of a shield with heavy armor and a blade embedded in the blade, they faced formation and welcomed gladiators.
The despair fell on the eyes of the gladiator slaves.
It soon appeared in action.
A scared man who peees, a man who sits down to find his mother, runs away and runs back to the magic of the guard wizard to give joy to the crowd.
Not yet mixed with the sword, but many gladiator slaves have become a body that can not fight.
“Oh. Orc heavy armor. It’s also an elite. It’s hard to survive this time. Friend? ”
A sword with a will in his hand, Crumbuy, frolicked.
Definitely a difficult fight.
Perhaps, as Krumbu said, he may die this time.
Kim Sungchul I grabbed the crumbs firmly, feeling the sticky shoulder.
The head of the Orc crowd recognized Kim Sung-cheol, roared like a beast, and beaten his shield with his sword.
“Come! Hallstatt’s dog! ”
A crowd full of arena shouted like a huge torrent.
With the drum ringing, Kim Sungchul ran towards Orc Captain.
The sword and the sword hit.
Flames and blood sprang from all sides, and yellow eyes filled with hostility hung in front of them.
A drum sounded over the arena to announce the end of the battle.
Citizens of the sacred Luteginea kingdom, standing up in the excitement of battle, sent an applause and curse stained assessment to the man standing on the arena.
“You survived this time? What a friend I have met so many nerds, but none of them are as crazy as you are. ”
Kim Sungchul turned around to hear Crumbu’s acclaim.
He crossed the stream and the body of blood and headed to the waiting room where the dark darkness settled.
When the iron gate to the dungeon was opened, the smell of neat peony flowers stabbed my nose.
Kim Sungchul A noble woman waiting for herself outside the iron gate by wiping her face with blood.
A girl with long hair with pale pink color under the torch was staring at him with a playful face.
“I lost money again because of you. I thought I’d die this time, I bet all my pocket money and I won again! How will you be responsible? What? ”
It was a sarcasm close to poison, but Kim Sungchul could feel the nostalgia for some reason.
A thrill, like an electric shock, flowed into his body, and he looked back, staring at a girl smiling at him.
But the girl’s face, again in her eyes, did not look cloudy as if the glass was steaming.
‘Is it a dream? Too. ”
The deep disappointment spread bitterly in the mouth.
Kim Sungchul I felt the name of the girl disappearing as she felt the world surrounding her collapsed.
“Rise Haimer.”
Kim Sungchul Opened his eyes silently and raised himself in bed.
Bertelgia flew over and talked to Kim Seong-chul.
“Did you have a nightmare? I’m wearing a strange drool. ”
Kim Sungchul Swept his flowing hair down and looked at his physical condition first.
No wounds, no abnormalities.
Unconsciously passed the time of unconsciousness.
Kim Sungchul looked back in relief.
“Here? This is the baron’s house. To be precise, it should be the home of a monk who attracts baron. ”
Kim Sungchul I sat down and thought of a job just before my consciousness was lost.
‘Also, the last Griffon I saw was that monk.’
Meeting the well-intentioned helper in the worst environment of the human empire’s Knaw and Aquiro’s werewolf.
Kim Sungchul I looked around the house, checking my body while sitting on the bed.
It’s a small shabby house with nothing to see.
The hardwood floors, made of planks, were worn out and gave a squeaking sound when the feet were tightened, and old cobwebs were suspended in the corners of the ceiling.
Kim Sungchul I looked and looked at the tables and utensils sitting by the bed.
Everyday items such as tableware, bowls, and books caught my eye. Aside from the thick magnifying glasses at the entrance, most of them were cheap and expensive.
‘It’s a difficult shape.’
Kim Sungchul I decided to give a huge reward in return.
By the way, I noticed something interesting in the eyes of Kim Sung-chul.
It was an old shield on the wall that could only be seen by looking back.
The shield itself was a yawn that felt plain and rough, but the emblem on the shield contained a meaning that could not be seen.
A crescent moon halfway submerged over a black horizon.
Kim Sungchul I felt like I was hit by a head with a hammer.
“Isn’t that the emblem of the Holy Luteginea Kingdom?”
The cursed sentence, once considered a symbol of fear and cruelty across the continent, once again appeared in vivid form before Kim Sung-chul.
Then I heard a cough outside.
“Huh? Did you wake up? Chef? ”
I met a monk the other day.
He walked into the house, looked around the table with a familiar hand, looked for reading glasses, wore a magnifying glass, sat on a rocking chair, leaned back and stared at Kim.
“It looks fine. By the way, where is the young man so weak that he will use it? ”
He took a pipe tobacco out of his arms, brushed the tobacco leaves in his pocket, put them in the pipe, and set a fire.
Kim Sungchul was quiet while the elderly man was on fire.
Some time later, Kim opened his mouth.
“You are taken care of.”
“I did what I had to do. Well, if you’re uncomfortable, you don’t care if you pay a few extra dollars to this monk. Oh, and it looks like there’s a lot of money in my pocket, but I didn’t touch any of it. ”
Inside the pocket looked back.
Kim Sungchul smiled bitterly and took out all the coins in his pocket and offered them to the monks.
Among the unmanned coins issued by the Federation of Traders, it was not forgotten to gather them together and twist them by hand to form gold bars.
“Oh my god. Strength is sold. ”
The mature man’s mouth opened wide.
Kim Seong-cheol was a little money, but the monks came to buy a large amount of money to live abundantly.
I felt like I wanted to give more rewards, but only excessive suspicion paid for it. Kim Sungchul stopped there. Instead, he asked, looking at the shield engraved with the coat of arms of the divine Luteginea, which was hung in the corners of Kim Sungchul.
“What is that? Is it an ornament? ”
The monk nodded.
“I don’t have much to hide now but it was my stuff.”
“Ho. You must have been an article from that country. ”
The monks nodded deeply, sucking the pipe deeply.
“Twilight Panther Knight. I don’t know if you know. ”
“Twilight Panther.”
For more than five years, many battles had been fought with the Holy Lute-Geneia Kingdom.
Why do not you know the name.
Kim Sungchul He remembers the onslaught of the Gryphon Knights, who swept the flanks of the right wing overhanging the Raglan.
Shamal Rajput performed the battlefield assassination of his long-term assassins and drew the neck of the regiment at once. Otherwise, the direction of the battle would have fallen into the labyrinth.
“I heard the name. It was very courageous knights. ”
Kim Sungchul The eyes of the baron’s bent wings, which are as if heard from others, peek into the open door.
“You remember that name, so how much do you think you are in the history of the world?”
“I’m not proud, but I’ve been here a long time ago.”
The monk laughed.
Is it because some of his past is recognized. He sucked and spits a pipe with a very pleased face.
A monk arose from his seat as whitish smoke swept through the ceiling.
As if there was something to show, he opened the drawer, scoured something and took out an old gold ring and showed it to Kim.
It was a seal.
“Now this is the shape, but at one time I was a knight with a manor.”
“Did the kingdom perish and lose land?”
At the question of Kim Seong-chul, the monk shook his head.
He went out the window, opened the grid, and gazed at the village beyond.
Outside the window, a beautiful village of Topo with a backdrop of hermitage towers spread out like a picture.
“It’s that town. No more now. ”
“Aren’t Toporo Village belong to the Tower of the Hermit?”
“Until the disaster began, the Tower of Hermit was a place of little sight. It’s a noisy place where envoys from all over the world are camping, but in the old days it was a forgotten historic spot. ”
It is a story that Kim Sung Cheol did not hear.
Kim Seong-cheol came to the tower of the hermit since the book of disaster was triggered. Of course, the situation before that is not known.
“At that time, the Tower of the Hermit was a place where it was occasionally lived by the aid that was sent from the kingdom. The village, the gateway to the tower, was of course managed by the kingdom and I was in charge of it. However…
The monk stopped himself trying to say something.
The light of circumcision passed through his wrinkled eyes.
‘There’s something wrong.’
The man, once a lord, now lives like a beggar with Griffon, who was crippled.
There must have been something unpleasant.
Incomprehensible in words.
“What’s wrong?”
It would have been lightly ignored if it were an innocent person. But Kim Sungchul was taken care of by the monks.
I’m not sure, but very much.
So if you can help, help.
Kim Sungchul Thinking so, stared at the old man with a calm eye.
Kim Seong-chul, however, did not seem to help.
The old man said with an unpleasant look.
“It’s all over. It was all my fault. How can a man who can not even keep his own nobleman be called the lord? ”
The monk sighed and rose from his seat.
The feeling of not wanting to talk anymore felt in action and gesture.
Kim Sungchul realized that the time had come to leave.
He also rose from his seat.
“Thanks a lot. I think it’s time to leave. ”
The old man nodded, took off his glasses, put them on the table, and walked out first. Then he rode on the moonlight attracted by the baron and held the reins firmly.
“Let’s see it again when the opportunity arrives. Of course, only when your pocket is big! ”
The monk rang out on the roadside with a pleasant laugh.
“You’re an weird guy.”
Bertelgia spoke bluntly, but Kim Sungchul sent him off with his eyes until he disappeared from view.
When the monk disappeared from view, Kim Sungchul looked up and looked at the other side.
In the distant skies, a white line of white snow was rising.
49. The Hermit of Anti-Humanity 1 The dark darkness was filled with disgusting sweat and choking heat. In it, I heard the sound of breath coming from around Kim Sungchul. Breathing sounds that sound like whistles because of a phlegm in your neck, rough driving like an ox, panting like a caught rabbit. The forms of breath were as diverse as human fingerprints. Kim Sungchul I closed my eyes and checked the form of my breath. As always, stable and seamless breathing. I was tortured all night and my shoulders did not listen, but my will was not broken. Start. Gladiator slaves! Do not pee when you shed blood. It's hard to clean up! Beyond the dark, I heard a cold man's voice. The sounds of breath stopped here and there, followed by a loud and cursing trumpet bleeding into the darkness. The front iron gate opened up. A shimmering sunshine pierced the eyes of a gladiator slave like a hook. Kim Sungchul I narrowed my eyes, softened the momentum of light with my palms, and stared at the things that settled beyond the light. Kim Sungchul was able to recognize the opponent of the arena as the thunderous thunder shook the field. A race with a long arm like a monkey and a molar reminiscent of a wild boar on a breaded shoulder. In front of a shield with heavy armor and a blade embedded in the blade, they faced formation and welcomed gladiators. The despair fell on the eyes of the gladiator slaves. It soon appeared in action. A scared man who peees, a man who sits down to find his mother, runs away and runs back to the magic of the guard wizard to give joy to the crowd. Not yet mixed with the sword, but many gladiator slaves have become a body that can not fight. Oh. Orc heavy armor. It's also an elite. It's hard to survive this time. Friend? A sword with a will in his hand, Crumbuy, frolicked. Definitely a difficult fight. Perhaps, as Krumbu said, he may die this time. Kim Sungchul I grabbed the crumbs firmly, feeling the sticky shoulder. The head of the Orc crowd recognized Kim Sung-cheol, roared like a beast, and beaten his shield with his sword. Come! Hallstatt's dog! A crowd full of arena shouted like a huge torrent. With the drum ringing, Kim Sungchul ran towards Orc Captain. The sword and the sword hit. Flames and blood sprang from all sides, and yellow eyes filled with hostility hung in front of them. A drum sounded over the arena to announce the end of the battle. Citizens of the sacred Luteginea kingdom, standing up in the excitement of battle, sent an applause and curse stained assessment to the man standing on the arena. You survived this time? What a friend I have met so many nerds, but none of them are as crazy as you are. Kim Sungchul turned around to hear Crumbu's acclaim. He crossed the stream and the body of blood and headed to the waiting room where the dark darkness settled. When the iron gate to the dungeon was opened, the smell of neat peony flowers stabbed my nose. Kim Sungchul A noble woman waiting for herself outside the iron gate by wiping her face with blood. A girl with long hair with pale pink color under the torch was staring at him with a playful face. I lost money again because of you. I thought I'd die this time, I bet all my pocket money and I won again! How will you be responsible? What? It was a sarcasm close to poison, but Kim Sungchul could feel the nostalgia for some reason. A thrill, like an electric shock, flowed into his body, and he looked back, staring at a girl smiling at him. But the girl's face, again in her eyes, did not look cloudy as if the glass was steaming. Is it a dream? Too. The deep disappointment spread bitterly in the mouth. Kim Sungchul I felt the name of the girl disappearing as she felt the world surrounding her collapsed. Rise Haimer. Kim Sungchul Opened his eyes silently and raised himself in bed. Bertelgia flew over and talked to Kim Seong-chul. Did you have a nightmare? I'm wearing a strange drool. Kim Sungchul Swept his flowing hair down and looked at his physical condition first. No wounds, no abnormalities. Unconsciously passed the time of unconsciousness. Kim Sungchul looked back in relief. Here? This is the baron's house. To be precise, it should be the home of a monk who attracts baron. Kim Sungchul I sat down and thought of a job just before my consciousness was lost. Also, the last Griffon I saw was that monk.' Meeting the well-intentioned helper in the worst environment of the human empire's Knaw and Aquiro's werewolf. Kim Sungchul I looked around the house, checking my body while sitting on the bed. It's a small shabby house with nothing to see. The hardwood floors, made of planks, were worn out and gave a squeaking sound when the feet were tightened, and old cobwebs were suspended in the corners of the ceiling. Kim Sungchul I looked and looked at the tables and utensils sitting by the bed. Everyday items such as tableware, bowls, and books caught my eye. Aside from the thick magnifying glasses at the entrance, most of them were cheap and expensive. It's a difficult shape.' Kim Sungchul I decided to give a huge reward in return. By the way, I noticed something interesting in the eyes of Kim Sung-chul. It was an old shield on the wall that could only be seen by looking back. The shield itself was a yawn that felt plain and rough, but the emblem on the shield contained a meaning that could not be seen. A crescent moon halfway submerged over a black horizon. Kim Sungchul I felt like I was hit by a head with a hammer. Isn't that the emblem of the Holy Luteginea Kingdom? The cursed sentence, once considered a symbol of fear and cruelty across the continent, once again appeared in vivid form before Kim Sung-chul. Then I heard a cough outside. Huh? Did you wake up? Chef? I met a monk the other day. He walked into the house, looked around the table with a familiar hand, looked for reading glasses, wore a magnifying glass, sat on a rocking chair, leaned back and stared at Kim. It looks fine. By the way, where is the young man so weak that he will use it? He took a pipe tobacco out of his arms, brushed the tobacco leaves in his pocket, put them in the pipe, and set a fire. Kim Sungchul was quiet while the elderly man was on fire. Some time later, Kim opened his mouth. You are taken care of. I did what I had to do. Well, if you're uncomfortable, you don't care if you pay a few extra dollars to this monk. Oh, and it looks like there's a lot of money in my pocket, but I didn't touch any of it. Inside the pocket looked back. Kim Sungchul smiled bitterly and took out all the coins in his pocket and offered them to the monks. Among the unmanned coins issued by the Federation of Traders, it was not forgotten to gather them together and twist them by hand to form gold bars. Oh my god. Strength is sold. The mature man's mouth opened wide. Kim Seong-cheol was a little money, but the monks came to buy a large amount of money to live abundantly. I felt like I wanted to give more rewards, but only excessive suspicion paid for it. Kim Sungchul stopped there. Instead, he asked, looking at the shield engraved with the coat of arms of the divine Luteginea, which was hung in the corners of Kim Sungchul. What is that? Is it an ornament? The monk nodded. I don't have much to hide now but it was my stuff. Ho. You must have been an article from that country. The monks nodded deeply, sucking the pipe deeply. Twilight Panther Knight. I don't know if you know. Twilight Panther. For more than five years, many battles had been fought with the Holy Lute-Geneia Kingdom. Why do not you know the name. Kim Sungchul He remembers the onslaught of the Gryphon Knights, who swept the flanks of the right wing overhanging the Raglan. Shamal Rajput performed the battlefield assassination of his long-term assassins and drew the neck of the regiment at once. Otherwise, the direction of the battle would have fallen into the labyrinth. I heard the name. It was very courageous knights. Kim Sungchul The eyes of the baron's bent wings, which are as if heard from others, peek into the open door. You remember that name, so how much do you think you are in the history of the world? I'm not proud, but I've been here a long time ago. The monk laughed. Is it because some of his past is recognized. He sucked and spits a pipe with a very pleased face. A monk arose from his seat as whitish smoke swept through the ceiling. As if there was something to show, he opened the drawer, scoured something and took out an old gold ring and showed it to Kim. It was a seal. Now this is the shape, but at one time I was a knight with a manor. Did the kingdom perish and lose land? At the question of Kim Seong-chul, the monk shook his head. He went out the window, opened the grid, and gazed at the village beyond. Outside the window, a beautiful village of Topo with a backdrop of hermitage towers spread out like a picture. It's that town. No more now. Aren't Toporo Village belong to the Tower of the Hermit? Until the disaster began, the Tower of Hermit was a place of little sight. It's a noisy place where envoys from all over the world are camping, but in the old days it was a forgotten historic spot. It is a story that Kim Sung Cheol did not hear. Kim Seong-cheol came to the tower of the hermit since the book of disaster was triggered. Of course, the situation before that is not known. At that time, the Tower of the Hermit was a place where it was occasionally lived by the aid that was sent from the kingdom. The village, the gateway to the tower, was of course managed by the kingdom and I was in charge of it. However The monk stopped himself trying to say something. The light of circumcision passed through his wrinkled eyes. There's something wrong.' The man, once a lord, now lives like a beggar with Griffon, who was crippled. There must have been something unpleasant. Incomprehensible in words. What's wrong? It would have been lightly ignored if it were an innocent person. But Kim Sungchul was taken care of by the monks. I'm not sure, but very much. So if you can help, help. Kim Sungchul Thinking so, stared at the old man with a calm eye. Kim Seong-chul, however, did not seem to help. The old man said with an unpleasant look. It's all over. It was all my fault. How can a man who can not even keep his own nobleman be called the lord? The monk sighed and rose from his seat. The feeling of not wanting to talk anymore felt in action and gesture. Kim Sungchul realized that the time had come to leave. He also rose from his seat. Thanks a lot. I think it's time to leave. The old man nodded, took off his glasses, put them on the table, and walked out first. Then he rode on the moonlight attracted by the baron and held the reins firmly. Let's see it again when the opportunity arrives. Of course, only when your pocket is big! The monk rang out on the roadside with a pleasant laugh. You're an weird guy. Bertelgia spoke bluntly, but Kim Sungchul sent him off with his eyes until he disappeared from view. When the monk disappeared from view, Kim Sungchul looked up and looked at the other side. In the distant skies, a white line of white snow was rising.
