Chapter 202
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73. Under World Trees (1)
In my heart, I wanted to run to the spirit world in one month, but Kim Sungchul took a leisurely journey.
The beauty of waiting.
The moment the gift is thrilling is because it’s still unpacking the gift.
There was a realistic reason.
The fallout’s toxicity was higher than imagined, and Gorgot, a weapon of disaster, asked him to supply him with regular vitality.
Kim Sung-chul, who had to provide regular vitality in the state of deterioration of resilience, could not be unreasonable.
For many reasons, Kim Sungchul began his slow journey into Adelwhite’s forest.
[I will pay you a third of your life. ]
As soon as I accept it, the jeans are really out of my body.
The loss of vitality was visible to the naked eye.
“Uh, that shield. Terrible. ”
Bertelgia squeezes the ball suddenly, seeing Kim Sung-cheol’s sultry face, with dark shades everywhere.
“So I would not use this shield if possible.”
Kim Sungchul Staring at a boiling pot on a simple kiln made of wire mesh on a bonfire.
Is it because of the large amount of life lost. My stomach really shakes.
Kim Sungchul I thought to myself, smelling the fragrant foods that flowed gently between the caps of stone.
‘But it’s not very bad. This guy, are you really good at improving appetite? ‘
He swallowed the saliva and opened the pot lid.
White rice was being built in the pan.
‘You must listen to moxibustion.’
Kim Sungchul I put down a pan with rice and prepared the main menu.
Today’s menu is pork belly.
Lost its owner on the east coast, it was obtained by quickly dismantling a pig.
I wanted to make sundae and bacon in different parts because of the nature, but I decided to solve this evening by roughly selecting pork belly because I had no time and had to fix meals quickly.
Of course, all kinds of vegetables and radish served with pork belly were made in a nutshell. Complete with iron blood to accompany your meal.
‘You should wash your throat with pork belly after drinking turbid air.’
Kim Sungchul After placing a flat stone slab prepared on a campfire iron plate, it was warmed up.
With a familiar sound, the scent of ripening meat stings your nose.
A faint smile came to Kim’s mouth.
Suddenly a small black bird appeared from the side and saw the fire plate where the meat was ripening.
“Man does not know the true taste of meat. To burn that fine meat. ”
Marrakech is a join group called Nahak.
Like humans, they can stand on two legs and use their hands freely, but eventually have a beak.
Taste can not be the same as humans.
A good food for Marrakech is the nut that tastes to stimulate the body and beak of a bloody beast just before rotting.
Therefore, he did not understand the meaning of Kim’s cooking.
Bertelgia was one thing that Kim Seong-chul’s taste didn’t understand the world, but the newcomer rallyed Kim Seong-chul, which was difficult to accept as the second place in the ranks.
Bertelgia erected Kim Sung-chul on his back and healed Marakia.
“On the intestines full of shit or the topic of eating!”
“Eating internal organs is the right of powerful predators.”
Kim Sungchul endured a long time of patience and confirmed that a piece of meat was completely roasted during the second and third ranks.
A piece of pork belly grilled on the outside with chopsticks spills down the oil in the house.
Kim Sungchul took the meat and took it to his mouth.
That’s the taste that I expected.
However, simple recipes do not receive much praise for beings who preside over taste.
[Score for this dish… . 23 points! ]
[Primitive cooking group. ]
As always, Kim Sungchul doesn’t care much about the score of being in charge of the cook class.
Of course, it is true that the view you see is a little different now.
‘Before the third plague becomes visible, I’ll have to make more than 90 dishes and meet the director of this class, a self-proclaimed gourmet.’
The 90-point dish, of course, will be dedicated to an impressive kid who opens his eyes again.
Perhaps very surprised.
If one who knows nothing about cooking entertains a great dish that will be banal, even the expression of celestial delicacy.
Kim Sungchul A delightful meal began with the faint sound of Bertelgia and Marakia.
When the meat was all gone and the wine in the bottle was empty.
“There it is. I have a question. ”
Bertelgia, who finished the war with Marakia, approached Kim and talked to Kim.
Kim Sungchul looked at Bertelgia and thought about a book on the island of death.
The same look and voice as Bertelgia.
Kim Sungchul is familiar with the fact that his presence is not so easily devalued, even though it is simply a counterfeit.
It just did not express.
Bertelgia may be hurt.
Kim Sungchul In all likelihood, Bertelgia was expected to tell a story about the heavy topic he had buried together.
But Bertelgia’s mouth was an unexpected subject.
“The child in the roots of the world tree. Who is your daughter? ”
“…. Why are you asking that all of a sudden? ”
Kim Sungchul took a deep sigh while laying down his glass. Is it a lighter topic than I thought? Such thoughts revolved around consciousness, which became murmuring.
After a bit of silence, Kim Sungchul opened his mouth in a calm tone with a light desperation.
“Rise Haimer is the daughter of a woman. It was the princess of Luteginea. Adopted. ”
Bertelgia shook the bookcase.
“I know you. I know how to play ear. The important thing is who the father is. ”
Kim Seong-chul’s face was noticeably stiff when he heard it. Bertelgia found at a glance that he had touched a bite.
“If you don’t want to talk, it doesn’t matter. If she wakes up, you can ask. ”
Bertelgia is right.
It’ll be late, sooner or later.
Kim Sungchul lifted the bottle and tilted it.
There is no drop of alcohol left in the bottle.
Kim Sungchul Unfortunately, he put down the bottle and instead opened his mouth chewing high-quality peanuts, such as Maracaia.
“The one I hate most was his father.”
Bertelgia leaned and tilted her body at an angle to the rock.
Let’s talk more.
Kim Sungchul Briefly talked about his past.
Probably the first story.
Kim Sungchul Because he’s not a big talker in the past.
The time passed by Kim Seong-cheol quickly passed by the burning bonfire.
Kim Sungchul in the story returned to the past 18 years ago.
“…. In an important battle we lost. A king in the East decided to help us, but he beat us back and pushed us back and sold us. Many of my associates were killed and I was taken captive and taken to the gladiation slaves of the Luteginea Arena. ”
“Hmm. It’s all good, but suddenly it feels like it’s leaking to the wrong place. What does that have to do with that little father? ”
“I have a correlation. Because his father was a gladiator like me. ”
Looking at the nodding Bertelgia, Kim Sungchul entered the world of the past without knowing it.
There are two main categories of gladiators serving in the enjoyment of Luteginea subjects.
One is the so-called gladiator slave who was forced to be a gladiator.
Prisoners of war such as Kim Seong-chul belong to this.
The other is free gladiators who voluntarily entered the arena.
They enter the arena only for their own benefit. They are willing to die and stand on the blood stained arena for reasons of money, fame, blood cravings, and proof of their qualifications.
One thing was clear: the fighting power of free gladiators was much higher than that of gladiator slaves.
Among the free gladiators was the most popular gladiator of the Luteginea Arena.
Ornate Fighter Creek Fried.
Luteginea was the owner of a noble status that was unsuitable for a gladiator, a beautiful appearance in a blonde wall, a witty talk, and most of all, a terrible combat power.
He was in various ways at the opposition point with Kim Sung-chul.
“…. I wasn’t very popular. Although I did not want to gain popularity. Anyway, who would like a guy who talks less, talks badly, fights like a crazy dog and gets back dividends all the time? On the other hand, Creekfried…
Kim Sungchul I remember.
Among the many gladiators who reigned like a light.
He was popular with everyone.
Cruel Arena’s gamblers, as well as guards, young children, young maidens, and even gladiators.
There was only one person who hated Creek Fried.
Bertelgia stared sharply.
Kim Sungchul shook her head.
“That’s not such a childish reason. He’s a fake hero created by Luteginea. ”
“Humans are crazy about heroes. It’s an example of a Luteginea aristocrat who hides him as a signboard. All the atrocities happening in the arena. Of course there was no evil in him. He is a scapegoat, too. ”
“Have you ever fought with that person?”
Bertelgia asked, Kim Sungchul, nodding with heavy attenuation.
“The day before the duel, the Luteginea wizard came and injected a strange medicine into my body. It was a very slow death that led to death. ”
“You still win?”
Kim Sungchul shook his head.
“It was a draw. King Kromgald, now called the Wandering King, saw our fight and decided to draw. ”
Kim Sungchul Mum gazed at the empty lot with blurry eyes as if he had seen the scene.
“It was a bitter fight. It was a great sunset. ”
Bertelgia made a strange sound as he approached Kim Sung-chul slowly.
When Sung-cheol asked, Bertelgia returned to its original position.
“No. nothing. But I just don’t understand it. Why you hated him so much. ”
Kim Sungchul, who heard the words, said bluntly.
“I hate people, why? The one you don’t like is the one you don’t like. ‘
“That is the answer.”
Marakia stepped in by the side.
He seemed to be thinking about something with his vowel seating alone, but he seemed to hear all of Kim Sung-chul’s stories.
“So there is a system called duel.”
Marrakech continued to speak.
Bertelgia glanced at Marakia and turned back to Kim Sung-chul.
“What is your relationship with the woman named Rise? I think it’s tea. ”
“Aren’t you a car?”
“…. I am cold. ”
Kim Sungchul caused the body.
The feeling of not wanting to talk about the subject is intensely appealing.
Bertelgia wanted to harass Kim Sung-cheol a little longer, but he decided to stop at this level and still lay on the rocks.
When Bertelgia remained quiet, Bulgari still came.
Kim Sungchul Lying in the middle of a meadow without anybody, he watched a number of stars embroider the night sky.
I heard a small footsteps.
Maracaia was coming this way.
“The fallout. It was terrible. If you plug the fallout hole, but some of the windfall fallout hits the earth, it will cause quite serious damage, if not to the destruction of the world. ”
Marakia nodded and went back to the impossible.
Appearance is cute and cute, but there are cute corners, but usually the only words that say the right.
But that story is not so important to Kim Sung-chul.
He remembered the past he had buried deep inside his heart for a long time.
The past is mostly stained with misunderstandings, boredom and pain, but momentary happiness buried like gems gave him strength and hope.
And now the opportunity to revive the hope came at hand.
But for some reason Kim Sungchul felt discomfort at this point.
I was not as happy as I thought.
Even at the moment I got the final elixir.
I think my grave is my personality, but now he feels that the dryness is far from that.
‘You look too tired.’
When the body is tired, the mind is also devastated.
Perhaps because of the effect of Gorgot.
Kim Sungchul thought so and went to sleep.
That night, Kim Sungchul did not dream.
It was comfortable and refreshing sleep as always.
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73. Under World Trees (1)
In my heart, I wanted to run to the spirit world in one month, but Kim Sungchul took a leisurely journey.
The beauty of waiting.
The moment the gift is thrilling is because it’s still unpacking the gift.
There was a realistic reason.
The fallout’s toxicity was higher than imagined, and Gorgot, a weapon of disaster, asked him to supply him with regular vitality.
Kim Sung-chul, who had to provide regular vitality in the state of deterioration of resilience, could not be unreasonable.
For many reasons, Kim Sungchul began his slow journey into Adelwhite’s forest.
[I will pay you a third of your life. ]
As soon as I accept it, the jeans are really out of my body.
The loss of vitality was visible to the naked eye.
“Uh, that shield. Terrible. ”
Bertelgia squeezes the ball suddenly, seeing Kim Sung-cheol’s sultry face, with dark shades everywhere.
“So I would not use this shield if possible.”
Kim Sungchul Staring at a boiling pot on a simple kiln made of wire mesh on a bonfire.
Is it because of the large amount of life lost. My stomach really shakes.
Kim Sungchul I thought to myself, smelling the fragrant foods that flowed gently between the caps of stone.
‘But it’s not very bad. This guy, are you really good at improving appetite? ‘
He swallowed the saliva and opened the pot lid.
White rice was being built in the pan.
‘You must listen to moxibustion.’
Kim Sungchul I put down a pan with rice and prepared the main menu.
Today’s menu is pork belly.
Lost its owner on the east coast, it was obtained by quickly dismantling a pig.
I wanted to make sundae and bacon in different parts because of the nature, but I decided to solve this evening by roughly selecting pork belly because I had no time and had to fix meals quickly.
Of course, all kinds of vegetables and radish served with pork belly were made in a nutshell. Complete with iron blood to accompany your meal.
‘You should wash your throat with pork belly after drinking turbid air.’
Kim Sungchul After placing a flat stone slab prepared on a campfire iron plate, it was warmed up.
With a familiar sound, the scent of ripening meat stings your nose.
A faint smile came to Kim’s mouth.
Suddenly a small black bird appeared from the side and saw the fire plate where the meat was ripening.
“Man does not know the true taste of meat. To burn that fine meat. ”
Marrakech is a join group called Nahak.
Like humans, they can stand on two legs and use their hands freely, but eventually have a beak.
Taste can not be the same as humans.
A good food for Marrakech is the nut that tastes to stimulate the body and beak of a bloody beast just before rotting.
Therefore, he did not understand the meaning of Kim’s cooking.
Bertelgia was one thing that Kim Seong-chul’s taste didn’t understand the world, but the newcomer rallyed Kim Seong-chul, which was difficult to accept as the second place in the ranks.
Bertelgia erected Kim Sung-chul on his back and healed Marakia.
“On the intestines full of shit or the topic of eating!”
“Eating internal organs is the right of powerful predators.”
Kim Sungchul endured a long time of patience and confirmed that a piece of meat was completely roasted during the second and third ranks.
A piece of pork belly grilled on the outside with chopsticks spills down the oil in the house.
Kim Sungchul took the meat and took it to his mouth.
That’s the taste that I expected.
However, simple recipes do not receive much praise for beings who preside over taste.
[Score for this dish… . 23 points! ]
[Primitive cooking group. ]
As always, Kim Sungchul doesn’t care much about the score of being in charge of the cook class.
Of course, it is true that the view you see is a little different now.
‘Before the third plague becomes visible, I’ll have to make more than 90 dishes and meet the director of this class, a self-proclaimed gourmet.’
The 90-point dish, of course, will be dedicated to an impressive kid who opens his eyes again.
Perhaps very surprised.
If one who knows nothing about cooking entertains a great dish that will be banal, even the expression of celestial delicacy.
Kim Sungchul A delightful meal began with the faint sound of Bertelgia and Marakia.
When the meat was all gone and the wine in the bottle was empty.
“There it is. I have a question. ”
Bertelgia, who finished the war with Marakia, approached Kim and talked to Kim.
Kim Sungchul looked at Bertelgia and thought about a book on the island of death.
The same look and voice as Bertelgia.
Kim Sungchul is familiar with the fact that his presence is not so easily devalued, even though it is simply a counterfeit.
It just did not express.
Bertelgia may be hurt.
Kim Sungchul In all likelihood, Bertelgia was expected to tell a story about the heavy topic he had buried together.
But Bertelgia’s mouth was an unexpected subject.
“The child in the roots of the world tree. Who is your daughter? ”
“…. Why are you asking that all of a sudden? ”
Kim Sungchul took a deep sigh while laying down his glass. Is it a lighter topic than I thought? Such thoughts revolved around consciousness, which became murmuring.
After a bit of silence, Kim Sungchul opened his mouth in a calm tone with a light desperation.
“Rise Haimer is the daughter of a woman. It was the princess of Luteginea. Adopted. ”
Bertelgia shook the bookcase.
“I know you. I know how to play ear. The important thing is who the father is. ”
Kim Seong-chul’s face was noticeably stiff when he heard it. Bertelgia found at a glance that he had touched a bite.
“If you don’t want to talk, it doesn’t matter. If she wakes up, you can ask. ”
Bertelgia is right.
It’ll be late, sooner or later.
Kim Sungchul lifted the bottle and tilted it.
There is no drop of alcohol left in the bottle.
Kim Sungchul Unfortunately, he put down the bottle and instead opened his mouth chewing high-quality peanuts, such as Maracaia.
“The one I hate most was his father.”
Bertelgia leaned and tilted her body at an angle to the rock.
Let’s talk more.
Kim Sungchul Briefly talked about his past.
Probably the first story.
Kim Sungchul Because he’s not a big talker in the past.
The time passed by Kim Seong-cheol quickly passed by the burning bonfire.
Kim Sungchul in the story returned to the past 18 years ago.
“…. In an important battle we lost. A king in the East decided to help us, but he beat us back and pushed us back and sold us. Many of my associates were killed and I was taken captive and taken to the gladiation slaves of the Luteginea Arena. ”
“Hmm. It’s all good, but suddenly it feels like it’s leaking to the wrong place. What does that have to do with that little father? ”
“I have a correlation. Because his father was a gladiator like me. ”
Looking at the nodding Bertelgia, Kim Sungchul entered the world of the past without knowing it.
There are two main categories of gladiators serving in the enjoyment of Luteginea subjects.
One is the so-called gladiator slave who was forced to be a gladiator.
Prisoners of war such as Kim Seong-chul belong to this.
The other is free gladiators who voluntarily entered the arena.
They enter the arena only for their own benefit. They are willing to die and stand on the blood stained arena for reasons of money, fame, blood cravings, and proof of their qualifications.
One thing was clear: the fighting power of free gladiators was much higher than that of gladiator slaves.
Among the free gladiators was the most popular gladiator of the Luteginea Arena.
Ornate Fighter Creek Fried.
Luteginea was the owner of a noble status that was unsuitable for a gladiator, a beautiful appearance in a blonde wall, a witty talk, and most of all, a terrible combat power.
He was in various ways at the opposition point with Kim Sung-chul.
“…. I wasn’t very popular. Although I did not want to gain popularity. Anyway, who would like a guy who talks less, talks badly, fights like a crazy dog and gets back dividends all the time? On the other hand, Creekfried…
Kim Sungchul I remember.
Among the many gladiators who reigned like a light.
He was popular with everyone.
Cruel Arena’s gamblers, as well as guards, young children, young maidens, and even gladiators.
There was only one person who hated Creek Fried.
Bertelgia stared sharply.
Kim Sungchul shook her head.
“That’s not such a childish reason. He’s a fake hero created by Luteginea. ”
“Humans are crazy about heroes. It’s an example of a Luteginea aristocrat who hides him as a signboard. All the atrocities happening in the arena. Of course there was no evil in him. He is a scapegoat, too. ”
“Have you ever fought with that person?”
Bertelgia asked, Kim Sungchul, nodding with heavy attenuation.
“The day before the duel, the Luteginea wizard came and injected a strange medicine into my body. It was a very slow death that led to death. ”
“You still win?”
Kim Sungchul shook his head.
“It was a draw. King Kromgald, now called the Wandering King, saw our fight and decided to draw. ”
Kim Sungchul Mum gazed at the empty lot with blurry eyes as if he had seen the scene.
“It was a bitter fight. It was a great sunset. ”
Bertelgia made a strange sound as he approached Kim Sung-chul slowly.
When Sung-cheol asked, Bertelgia returned to its original position.
“No. nothing. But I just don’t understand it. Why you hated him so much. ”
Kim Sungchul, who heard the words, said bluntly.
“I hate people, why? The one you don’t like is the one you don’t like. ‘
“That is the answer.”
Marakia stepped in by the side.
He seemed to be thinking about something with his vowel seating alone, but he seemed to hear all of Kim Sung-chul’s stories.
“So there is a system called duel.”
Marrakech continued to speak.
Bertelgia glanced at Marakia and turned back to Kim Sung-chul.
“What is your relationship with the woman named Rise? I think it’s tea. ”
“Aren’t you a car?”
“…. I am cold. ”
Kim Sungchul caused the body.
The feeling of not wanting to talk about the subject is intensely appealing.
Bertelgia wanted to harass Kim Sung-cheol a little longer, but he decided to stop at this level and still lay on the rocks.
When Bertelgia remained quiet, Bulgari still came.
Kim Sungchul Lying in the middle of a meadow without anybody, he watched a number of stars embroider the night sky.
I heard a small footsteps.
Maracaia was coming this way.
“The fallout. It was terrible. If you plug the fallout hole, but some of the windfall fallout hits the earth, it will cause quite serious damage, if not to the destruction of the world. ”
Marakia nodded and went back to the impossible.
Appearance is cute and cute, but there are cute corners, but usually the only words that say the right.
But that story is not so important to Kim Sung-chul.
He remembered the past he had buried deep inside his heart for a long time.
The past is mostly stained with misunderstandings, boredom and pain, but momentary happiness buried like gems gave him strength and hope.
And now the opportunity to revive the hope came at hand.
But for some reason Kim Sungchul felt discomfort at this point.
I was not as happy as I thought.
Even at the moment I got the final elixir.
I think my grave is my personality, but now he feels that the dryness is far from that.
‘You look too tired.’
When the body is tired, the mind is also devastated.
Perhaps because of the effect of Gorgot.
Kim Sungchul thought so and went to sleep.
That night, Kim Sungchul did not dream.
It was comfortable and refreshing sleep as always.
73. Under World Trees 1 In my heart, I wanted to run to the spirit world in one month, but Kim Sungchul took a leisurely journey. The beauty of waiting. The moment the gift is thrilling is because it's still unpacking the gift. There was a realistic reason. The fallout's toxicity was higher than imagined, and Gorgot, a weapon of disaster, asked him to supply him with regular vitality. Kim Sung-chul, who had to provide regular vitality in the state of deterioration of resilience, could not be unreasonable. For many reasons, Kim Sungchul began his slow journey into Adelwhite's forest. I will pay you a third of your life. As soon as I accept it, the jeans are really out of my body. The loss of vitality was visible to the naked eye. Uh, that shield. Terrible. Bertelgia squeezes the ball suddenly, seeing Kim Sung-cheol's sultry face, with dark shades everywhere. So I would not use this shield if possible. Kim Sungchul Staring at a boiling pot on a simple kiln made of wire mesh on a bonfire. Is it because of the large amount of life lost. My stomach really shakes. Kim Sungchul I thought to myself, smelling the fragrant foods that flowed gently between the caps of stone. But it's not very bad. This guy, are you really good at improving appetite? He swallowed the saliva and opened the pot lid. White rice was being built in the pan. You must listen to moxibustion.' Kim Sungchul I put down a pan with rice and prepared the main menu. Today's menu is pork belly. Lost its owner on the east coast, it was obtained by quickly dismantling a pig. I wanted to make sundae and bacon in different parts because of the nature, but I decided to solve this evening by roughly selecting pork belly because I had no time and had to fix meals quickly. Of course, all kinds of vegetables and radish served with pork belly were made in a nutshell. Complete with iron blood to accompany your meal. You should wash your throat with pork belly after drinking turbid air.' Kim Sungchul After placing a flat stone slab prepared on a campfire iron plate, it was warmed up. With a familiar sound, the scent of ripening meat stings your nose. A faint smile came to Kim's mouth. Suddenly a small black bird appeared from the side and saw the fire plate where the meat was ripening. Man does not know the true taste of meat. To burn that fine meat. Marrakech is a join group called Nahak. Like humans, they can stand on two legs and use their hands freely, but eventually have a beak. Taste can not be the same as humans. A good food for Marrakech is the nut that tastes to stimulate the body and beak of a bloody beast just before rotting. Therefore, he did not understand the meaning of Kim's cooking. Bertelgia was one thing that Kim Seong-chul's taste didn't understand the world, but the newcomer rallyed Kim Seong-chul, which was difficult to accept as the second place in the ranks. Bertelgia erected Kim Sung-chul on his back and healed Marakia. On the intestines full of shit or the topic of eating! Eating internal organs is the right of powerful predators. Kim Sungchul endured a long time of patience and confirmed that a piece of meat was completely roasted during the second and third ranks. A piece of pork belly grilled on the outside with chopsticks spills down the oil in the house. Kim Sungchul took the meat and took it to his mouth. That's the taste that I expected. However, simple recipes do not receive much praise for beings who preside over taste. Score for this dish . 23 points! Primitive cooking group. As always, Kim Sungchul doesn't care much about the score of being in charge of the cook class. Of course, it is true that the view you see is a little different now. Before the third plague becomes visible, I'll have to make more than 90 dishes and meet the director of this class, a self-proclaimed gourmet.' The 90-point dish, of course, will be dedicated to an impressive kid who opens his eyes again. Perhaps very surprised. If one who knows nothing about cooking entertains a great dish that will be banal, even the expression of celestial delicacy. Kim Sungchul A delightful meal began with the faint sound of Bertelgia and Marakia. When the meat was all gone and the wine in the bottle was empty. There it is. I have a question. Bertelgia, who finished the war with Marakia, approached Kim and talked to Kim. Kim Sungchul looked at Bertelgia and thought about a book on the island of death. The same look and voice as Bertelgia. Kim Sungchul is familiar with the fact that his presence is not so easily devalued, even though it is simply a counterfeit. It just did not express. Bertelgia may be hurt. Kim Sungchul In all likelihood, Bertelgia was expected to tell a story about the heavy topic he had buried together. But Bertelgia's mouth was an unexpected subject. The child in the roots of the world tree. Who is your daughter? . Why are you asking that all of a sudden? Kim Sungchul took a deep sigh while laying down his glass. Is it a lighter topic than I thought? Such thoughts revolved around consciousness, which became murmuring. After a bit of silence, Kim Sungchul opened his mouth in a calm tone with a light desperation. Rise Haimer is the daughter of a woman. It was the princess of Luteginea. Adopted. Bertelgia shook the bookcase. I know you. I know how to play ear. The important thing is who the father is. Kim Seong-chul's face was noticeably stiff when he heard it. Bertelgia found at a glance that he had touched a bite. If you don't want to talk, it doesn't matter. If she wakes up, you can ask. Bertelgia is right. It'll be late, sooner or later. Kim Sungchul lifted the bottle and tilted it. There is no drop of alcohol left in the bottle. Kim Sungchul Unfortunately, he put down the bottle and instead opened his mouth chewing high-quality peanuts, such as Maracaia. The one I hate most was his father. Bertelgia leaned and tilted her body at an angle to the rock. Let's talk more. Kim Sungchul Briefly talked about his past. Probably the first story. Kim Sungchul Because he's not a big talker in the past. The time passed by Kim Seong-cheol quickly passed by the burning bonfire. Kim Sungchul in the story returned to the past 18 years ago. . In an important battle we lost. A king in the East decided to help us, but he beat us back and pushed us back and sold us. Many of my associates were killed and I was taken captive and taken to the gladiation slaves of the Luteginea Arena. Hmm. It's all good, but suddenly it feels like it's leaking to the wrong place. What does that have to do with that little father? I have a correlation. Because his father was a gladiator like me. Looking at the nodding Bertelgia, Kim Sungchul entered the world of the past without knowing it. There are two main categories of gladiators serving in the enjoyment of Luteginea subjects. One is the so-called gladiator slave who was forced to be a gladiator. Prisoners of war such as Kim Seong-chul belong to this. The other is free gladiators who voluntarily entered the arena. They enter the arena only for their own benefit. They are willing to die and stand on the blood stained arena for reasons of money, fame, blood cravings, and proof of their qualifications. One thing was clear: the fighting power of free gladiators was much higher than that of gladiator slaves. Among the free gladiators was the most popular gladiator of the Luteginea Arena. Ornate Fighter Creek Fried. Luteginea was the owner of a noble status that was unsuitable for a gladiator, a beautiful appearance in a blonde wall, a witty talk, and most of all, a terrible combat power. He was in various ways at the opposition point with Kim Sung-chul. . I wasn't very popular. Although I did not want to gain popularity. Anyway, who would like a guy who talks less, talks badly, fights like a crazy dog and gets back dividends all the time? On the other hand, Creekfried Kim Sungchul I remember. Among the many gladiators who reigned like a light. He was popular with everyone. Cruel Arena's gamblers, as well as guards, young children, young maidens, and even gladiators. There was only one person who hated Creek Fried. Bertelgia stared sharply. Kim Sungchul shook her head. That's not such a childish reason. He's a fake hero created by Luteginea. Humans are crazy about heroes. It's an example of a Luteginea aristocrat who hides him as a signboard. All the atrocities happening in the arena. Of course there was no evil in him. He is a scapegoat, too. Have you ever fought with that person? Bertelgia asked, Kim Sungchul, nodding with heavy attenuation. The day before the duel, the Luteginea wizard came and injected a strange medicine into my body. It was a very slow death that led to death. You still win? Kim Sungchul shook his head. It was a draw. King Kromgald, now called the Wandering King, saw our fight and decided to draw. Kim Sungchul Mum gazed at the empty lot with blurry eyes as if he had seen the scene. It was a bitter fight. It was a great sunset. Bertelgia made a strange sound as he approached Kim Sung-chul slowly. When Sung-cheol asked, Bertelgia returned to its original position. No. nothing. But I just don't understand it. Why you hated him so much. Kim Sungchul, who heard the words, said bluntly. I hate people, why? The one you don't like is the one you don't like. That is the answer. Marakia stepped in by the side. He seemed to be thinking about something with his vowel seating alone, but he seemed to hear all of Kim Sung-chul's stories. So there is a system called duel. Marrakech continued to speak. Bertelgia glanced at Marakia and turned back to Kim Sung-chul. What is your relationship with the woman named Rise? I think it's tea. Aren't you a car? . I am cold. Kim Sungchul caused the body. The feeling of not wanting to talk about the subject is intensely appealing. Bertelgia wanted to harass Kim Sung-cheol a little longer, but he decided to stop at this level and still lay on the rocks. When Bertelgia remained quiet, Bulgari still came. Kim Sungchul Lying in the middle of a meadow without anybody, he watched a number of stars embroider the night sky. I heard a small footsteps. Maracaia was coming this way. The fallout. It was terrible. If you plug the fallout hole, but some of the windfall fallout hits the earth, it will cause quite serious damage, if not to the destruction of the world. Marakia nodded and went back to the impossible. Appearance is cute and cute, but there are cute corners, but usually the only words that say the right. But that story is not so important to Kim Sung-chul. He remembered the past he had buried deep inside his heart for a long time. The past is mostly stained with misunderstandings, boredom and pain, but momentary happiness buried like gems gave him strength and hope. And now the opportunity to revive the hope came at hand. But for some reason Kim Sungchul felt discomfort at this point. I was not as happy as I thought. Even at the moment I got the final elixir. I think my grave is my personality, but now he feels that the dryness is far from that. You look too tired.' When the body is tired, the mind is also devastated. Perhaps because of the effect of Gorgot. Kim Sungchul thought so and went to sleep. That night, Kim Sungchul did not dream. It was comfortable and refreshing sleep as always.
