Chapter 105
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A man was laughing with a low voice, flying long long hair on the line.
The identity of the company is Daisuke Minamoto, Admiral of the 4th Fleet of the Human Empire.
He has made several unclear achievements in the last several battles, and is now in his current position.
He claims to be a tactician himself, and when he introduces himself, he reads the law book every day since he was young and says that his head had a term of improvisation.
However, his operation was one-dimensional, furious, and most damaging.
Another unusual thing is that he is a summoner.
As the name suggests, Minamoto was summoned in Japan. However, opinions disagree about whether the man is really Japanese.
One day, Minamoto met a Japanese summoner, who said, “Yoshi!” And “Hi!” Are all he said.
But despite all the bad rumors, Minamoto himself is a very powerful prosecutor.
He wields long, long hair reaching his waist, screaming like crazy and wielding a Japanese sword.
The enemy, of course, gives fear to allies.
That Minamoto Daisuke arrived over the Harpaya Pass today on a massive mission to defeat the world’s enemies.
Minamoto Daisuke murmured while watching Kim Seong-cheol with a long cylindrical telescope.
“Well, sitting alone on a mountaintop against a large army. Isn’t this the Siege of Regal Revolution in the Three Kingdoms Volume of Kim Mu-Yeol Pyeong ?! ”
The manipulator’s brain began to spin fast.
But his concentration did not last long.
Commander-in-chief Dmitry Medioff of the world’s enemy subordinates summoned each fleet’s commander to the deck of his flagship Andragoras.
I don’t like it, but I have no choice but to follow it.
Minamoto rumbled and boarded a small ferry on the deck of Andragoras.
Admirals of other fleets were already gathering on the deck to conduct operational meetings.
The presiding officer of the conference, Dmitry Medioff, thoughtfully spoke each other, seeing the eyes of the admirals.
“I heard that the power of the world’s enemies far exceeded our expectations. You don’t have to say how much power you have enough to drive 100,000 demons alone. Therefore, we must find a way to deal with the enemies of the world as carefully as possible. ”
After the talk, Dmitry Medioff looked around at each Admiral.
The admirals were all silent.
It was because there was no pointy number.
Your opponent is one of the monsters who smash the enemy by going back and forth between hundreds of thousands of demons.
Dmitry Medioff’s gaze turned to Minamoto, the last arrival.
Minamot was hoping to talk about an operation he was thinking about, but he couldn’t express in words, but Dmitry Medioff wisely caught his eye just before he met Minamoto.
But it is not Minamoto to give up this much.
“Commander in Chief. I have a good idea. ”
Dmitry Medioff’s face is slightly distorted.
‘What other bullshit is this crazy guy trying to make?’
I did not want to give a say somehow, but the other side is also one of the admiral of the fleet.
Dmitry Medioff sighed, sighing.
“I am using a siege of Kim Sungchul.”
“Yes. Good opinion. ”
Dmitry Medioff spoke dryly, clapping, and turned around.
“I’m not done yet.”
“Oh, do you have something to say? Excuse me. ”
Dmitry Medioff showed off his face, but it wasn’t in Minamoto’s eyes.
“The way you don’t get caught in a siege system is to push it like a storm without a break. Like the Yamato warriors during the Joseon conquest, they must be pushed into ruin. ”
While Minamoto was speaking, Dmitry Medioff deliberately attempted to talk to another admiral, make other complaints, or even close his eyes to sleep.
But Minamoto’s comments had no sign of ending.
By the time the limit of perseverance came, a lieutenant appeared like a miracle.
“I see you!”
Dmitry Medioff welcomed the lieutenant.
Minamoto was constantly muttering in the meantime.
Dmitry gestured to report to the deputy as he walked away from Minamoto at a quick pace.
“The enemies of the world are gone!”
Dmitry Medioff immediately ran to the port and used a telescope to view Kim Sung Chul’s place.
Kim Seong-chul, who just hanged around like a zoo beast, suddenly disappeared.
“Now it is time for us to attack! Medioff Ball! ”
Minamoto chased and screamed.
Dmitry Medioff sighed and pointed the hill top with his finger.
“Go alone. No one will dry. ”
Minamoto finally found that Kim Sung-chul disappeared.
The knowledge of billions of methods that have been picked up so far has wandered in his confusion.
“This is… Kim Seong-chul’s trap! Do not chase it! ”
A rock valley filled with strange rocks.
Kim Sungchul In the vacant lot covered by rocks and shade, he was working hard to draw.
The theme is the portrait of Vestiare.
However, Kim Sungchul has no painting talent.
Even after drawing upon the sample left by Vestiare, only the abstraction remains unknown on the canvas he left.
Kim Sungchul threw the abstraction that he could not even recognize and lay on the rock.
As I sighed, Bertelgia popped out of my pocket.
“Is the Front Line of the Devil Safe Now?”
Kim Sungchul nodded slightly, staring at the ceiling where the gray sky looked faintly.
“The main fleet of the human empire, the self-proclaimed mankind and guardian of its allies. So far, I’ve probably delayed my entry with all excuses, but once I’m on the front line of the world, I won’t be able to retreat from the danger ahead. ”
Kim Seong-cheol left the fleet because the balance of power between man and the devil was restored.
Then it is no longer necessary to act as a human barrier. Kim Sungchul was so judged and quickly disappeared.
However, larger difficulties appeared before Kim Sung-chul.
Kim Sungchul stared at the portrait of Vestiare with pebbles on his eyes.
“This damn girl, you give me a real quest once.”
No matter how much, even a portrait could not be drawn. All are perceived as not portraits.
33 portraits that Kim Sung Chul should draw.
My eyes are far away.
“I am good at cooking and alchemy, but the picture is jam.”
Bertelgia drew Kim Seong-chul, but stared at the Vestiare-style goblin.
Kim Sungchul didn’t say anything.
He stared unhurriedly as the clouds flowed through the crevices, lying on the rocks.
How much time has passed, the sound of paper rustling and crunching something was carried in the wind.
Kim Sungchul, who closed his eyes and rested, opened his eyes faintly and turned his head.
A faint smile came to Kim’s mouth.
Bertelgia was painting.
Between a bookshelf and a bookshelf, he was diligently moving something on a drawing paper fixed with stones with a pencil.
‘It looks like a little boy plays with crayons.’
Kim Sungchul jumped out of his seat and glanced at the picture of Bertelgia.
A surprise came to Kim’s eyes.
An elaborate painting floated on the drawing paper, incomparable with Kim’s.
Bertelgia, subtly moving her body, completed the delicate hair of Vestiare’s disheveled hair.
It is a feat that Kim Sung-chul cannot follow even after he dies and wakes up.
He opened his mouth and waited for Bertelgia to complete the painting.
The picture was soon completed.
Bertelgia rises high in the sky and appreciates his paintings.
But I do not like it.
“Hmm. I don’t think it’s proportional. It’s been a while since I felt so dead. ”
Bertelgia swept away the stone that fixed the paper and sent it to the wind.
A strong hand grabbed the flying picture.
‘It’s not usually workmanship either’
“What are you doing? Have a picture drawn by boredom. Do not look It’s not my real skills. ”
Bertelgia protested in a Bolmen voice, but took Kim Sungchul with her in front of her portrait.
Surprisingly, as soon as Bertelgia’s painting disappeared, a luminous character appeared in front of his eyes.
[Good job. How did you feel while drawing me? / Progress rate: 1/33]
The quest accepted the picture.
‘This is an unexpected hojaegun.’
Bestiare’s skill would have been left to formulate to accept only Kim Sung-chul’s paintings.
But it’s an urgent quest anyway.
It may have been annoying for Vestiare himself to put complicated tricks into the one-question quest that was made only to feed Kim Sung-cheol.
In order to see the traces of the soul in the object of the quest itself, you have to put a moderately experienced work horse, so many hands go.
‘Maybe she saw me as someone who couldn’t draw a picture.’
Whatever the reason, Kim Sungchul harassed him for half a day and found clues to solve the problem.
Kim Sung-chul said in a calm tone.
Bertelgia asked, with a trembling voice, trembling with an ominous omen.
“I have to pay for a long time.”
“Huh? I don’t eat. You see, it’s a living book? ”
“Then I’ll have to pay for child care.”
“Who cares for you!”
Bertelgia tries fiercely, but cannot defeat Kim’s will.
Bertelgia eventually became a painting slave to Kim Sung-chul.
“Don’t rest until you draw 32 portraits.”
Bertelgia drew a picture of her sickness.
Kim Sungchul said lying comfortably on the rock.
“Don’t worry. I am a payer. If there is a request later, please listen to one. ”
“Is that true? I have a very good memory, so don’t you talk about it later? ”
Bertelgia wrote Kim Seong-chul’s words on his page.
[The fifth era, the thirty-ninth year of the Dragon, the Cloud Witch Moon, the eighteenth day, and Kim Seong-chul promise to make a wish. ]
“What do you think about making a pledge when you promise to be king?”
Bertelgia asked questions about Kim’s promises and seals in the corner of his page.
“If you are a pledge, you already have it.”
Kim Sungchul pointed to his heart.
“I can’t say that. Anyway, I will keep my promise, so let’s draw a picture soon. ”
“Okay. It’s not good! ”
Bertelgia began to paint the portrait of Vestiare on drawing paper.
Bertelgia opened his mouth at the completion of another beautiful portrait of Vestiare.
“I think this woman looks a lot like my mother.”
“Yes? Do you want to say you’re the daughter of Bestiare? ”
“Mom is human. The woman is high elf. How can I be a mother if I’m from a race? ”
“My father liked her a lot.”
“Yes. When Dad was young, he followed Chil Hero and took an adventure. Democracy, flooding, the underworld, the nations of the dead, the floating army, and so on. ”
“So why did you call him Hero?”
“Maybe it is. But Chil-Ho-Young never thought of Dad as their colleague. I thought it was just a handy tool or a toolbox to make. ”
“That’s bitter.”
Kim Sungchul I remember Eckhart’s quest, which emphasized his hero.
‘How miserable it is to fight against the same enemy and not be recognized as a colleague.’
In the words of Bertelgia, he seems to have known decades but is not recognized as a colleague.
“Okay. It’s complete. ”
Bertelgia rose to her mind with her pencil removed from the paper.
In her place was the portrait of Vestiare, staring at the front with dreamy eyes.
Bertelgia stared at his paintings and whispered in a whirl of turns.
“But my mom looks more beautiful.”
Kim Sungchul With a faint smile, the pictures were collected and placed on the specimen.
The picture disappears like a melting snow, and the shining character comes to his eyes again.
[Are you familiar with me now? But don’t fall for it. If your eyes are too high, you may not be able to get married! / Progress: 2/33]
“…. I’m bored and sleepy. ”
Kim Sungchul Seriously considered revising his plan to kill Lioness first among the seven heroes.
But it also withered for a while.
Kim Sungchul suddenly felt alive in a short calm. How long does it take to leave your work to others?
8 years? No 10 years would have passed.
Bertelgia, who became a reliable colleague in one day, works hard to draw a picture.
Besides the sound of the wind, only the sound of the pencil tearing the paper has been heard.
Kim Sungchul I felt the passage of time with my eyes closed.
Many people’s faces and landscapes flickered in his consciousness, like kaleidoscopes, leaving behinds.
I heard the voice of a lively girl in the dark.
“Oh ~. Are you the head of a rebel that this slave is from another world? Huh? Not the head, but the right arm? By the way, it’s not my taste. Would it be so slim to use some energy? ”
As soon as I remembered that voice, Kim Sungchul felt a painful ache that seemed to be digging my chest.
My breathing stopped momentarily and my breathing became rough.
The pencil, which was drawing traces on the paper, stopped moving.
“Is there a ghost in my dream?”
Bertelgia asked bluntly.
Kim Sungchul took a deep breath and shook her head.
“Nothing.”
The horse did, but his heart is still beating fast.
And the cross of the covenant enshrined in his heart was shining brilliantly in the throbbing turbulent blood stream.
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A man was laughing with a low voice, flying long long hair on the line.
The identity of the company is Daisuke Minamoto, Admiral of the 4th Fleet of the Human Empire.
He has made several unclear achievements in the last several battles, and is now in his current position.
He claims to be a tactician himself, and when he introduces himself, he reads the law book every day since he was young and says that his head had a term of improvisation.
However, his operation was one-dimensional, furious, and most damaging.
Another unusual thing is that he is a summoner.
As the name suggests, Minamoto was summoned in Japan. However, opinions disagree about whether the man is really Japanese.
One day, Minamoto met a Japanese summoner, who said, “Yoshi!” And “Hi!” Are all he said.
But despite all the bad rumors, Minamoto himself is a very powerful prosecutor.
He wields long, long hair reaching his waist, screaming like crazy and wielding a Japanese sword.
The enemy, of course, gives fear to allies.
That Minamoto Daisuke arrived over the Harpaya Pass today on a massive mission to defeat the world’s enemies.
Minamoto Daisuke murmured while watching Kim Seong-cheol with a long cylindrical telescope.
“Well, sitting alone on a mountaintop against a large army. Isn’t this the Siege of Regal Revolution in the Three Kingdoms Volume of Kim Mu-Yeol Pyeong ?! ”
The manipulator’s brain began to spin fast.
But his concentration did not last long.
Commander-in-chief Dmitry Medioff of the world’s enemy subordinates summoned each fleet’s commander to the deck of his flagship Andragoras.
I don’t like it, but I have no choice but to follow it.
Minamoto rumbled and boarded a small ferry on the deck of Andragoras.
Admirals of other fleets were already gathering on the deck to conduct operational meetings.
The presiding officer of the conference, Dmitry Medioff, thoughtfully spoke each other, seeing the eyes of the admirals.
“I heard that the power of the world’s enemies far exceeded our expectations. You don’t have to say how much power you have enough to drive 100,000 demons alone. Therefore, we must find a way to deal with the enemies of the world as carefully as possible. ”
After the talk, Dmitry Medioff looked around at each Admiral.
The admirals were all silent.
It was because there was no pointy number.
Your opponent is one of the monsters who smash the enemy by going back and forth between hundreds of thousands of demons.
Dmitry Medioff’s gaze turned to Minamoto, the last arrival.
Minamot was hoping to talk about an operation he was thinking about, but he couldn’t express in words, but Dmitry Medioff wisely caught his eye just before he met Minamoto.
But it is not Minamoto to give up this much.
“Commander in Chief. I have a good idea. ”
Dmitry Medioff’s face is slightly distorted.
‘What other bullshit is this crazy guy trying to make?’
I did not want to give a say somehow, but the other side is also one of the admiral of the fleet.
Dmitry Medioff sighed, sighing.
“I am using a siege of Kim Sungchul.”
“Yes. Good opinion. ”
Dmitry Medioff spoke dryly, clapping, and turned around.
“I’m not done yet.”
“Oh, do you have something to say? Excuse me. ”
Dmitry Medioff showed off his face, but it wasn’t in Minamoto’s eyes.
“The way you don’t get caught in a siege system is to push it like a storm without a break. Like the Yamato warriors during the Joseon conquest, they must be pushed into ruin. ”
While Minamoto was speaking, Dmitry Medioff deliberately attempted to talk to another admiral, make other complaints, or even close his eyes to sleep.
But Minamoto’s comments had no sign of ending.
By the time the limit of perseverance came, a lieutenant appeared like a miracle.
“I see you!”
Dmitry Medioff welcomed the lieutenant.
Minamoto was constantly muttering in the meantime.
Dmitry gestured to report to the deputy as he walked away from Minamoto at a quick pace.
“The enemies of the world are gone!”
Dmitry Medioff immediately ran to the port and used a telescope to view Kim Sung Chul’s place.
Kim Seong-chul, who just hanged around like a zoo beast, suddenly disappeared.
“Now it is time for us to attack! Medioff Ball! ”
Minamoto chased and screamed.
Dmitry Medioff sighed and pointed the hill top with his finger.
“Go alone. No one will dry. ”
Minamoto finally found that Kim Sung-chul disappeared.
The knowledge of billions of methods that have been picked up so far has wandered in his confusion.
“This is… Kim Seong-chul’s trap! Do not chase it! ”
A rock valley filled with strange rocks.
Kim Sungchul In the vacant lot covered by rocks and shade, he was working hard to draw.
The theme is the portrait of Vestiare.
However, Kim Sungchul has no painting talent.
Even after drawing upon the sample left by Vestiare, only the abstraction remains unknown on the canvas he left.
Kim Sungchul threw the abstraction that he could not even recognize and lay on the rock.
As I sighed, Bertelgia popped out of my pocket.
“Is the Front Line of the Devil Safe Now?”
Kim Sungchul nodded slightly, staring at the ceiling where the gray sky looked faintly.
“The main fleet of the human empire, the self-proclaimed mankind and guardian of its allies. So far, I’ve probably delayed my entry with all excuses, but once I’m on the front line of the world, I won’t be able to retreat from the danger ahead. ”
Kim Seong-cheol left the fleet because the balance of power between man and the devil was restored.
Then it is no longer necessary to act as a human barrier. Kim Sungchul was so judged and quickly disappeared.
However, larger difficulties appeared before Kim Sung-chul.
Kim Sungchul stared at the portrait of Vestiare with pebbles on his eyes.
“This damn girl, you give me a real quest once.”
No matter how much, even a portrait could not be drawn. All are perceived as not portraits.
33 portraits that Kim Sung Chul should draw.
My eyes are far away.
“I am good at cooking and alchemy, but the picture is jam.”
Bertelgia drew Kim Seong-chul, but stared at the Vestiare-style goblin.
Kim Sungchul didn’t say anything.
He stared unhurriedly as the clouds flowed through the crevices, lying on the rocks.
How much time has passed, the sound of paper rustling and crunching something was carried in the wind.
Kim Sungchul, who closed his eyes and rested, opened his eyes faintly and turned his head.
A faint smile came to Kim’s mouth.
Bertelgia was painting.
Between a bookshelf and a bookshelf, he was diligently moving something on a drawing paper fixed with stones with a pencil.
‘It looks like a little boy plays with crayons.’
Kim Sungchul jumped out of his seat and glanced at the picture of Bertelgia.
A surprise came to Kim’s eyes.
An elaborate painting floated on the drawing paper, incomparable with Kim’s.
Bertelgia, subtly moving her body, completed the delicate hair of Vestiare’s disheveled hair.
It is a feat that Kim Sung-chul cannot follow even after he dies and wakes up.
He opened his mouth and waited for Bertelgia to complete the painting.
The picture was soon completed.
Bertelgia rises high in the sky and appreciates his paintings.
But I do not like it.
“Hmm. I don’t think it’s proportional. It’s been a while since I felt so dead. ”
Bertelgia swept away the stone that fixed the paper and sent it to the wind.
A strong hand grabbed the flying picture.
‘It’s not usually workmanship either’
“What are you doing? Have a picture drawn by boredom. Do not look It’s not my real skills. ”
Bertelgia protested in a Bolmen voice, but took Kim Sungchul with her in front of her portrait.
Surprisingly, as soon as Bertelgia’s painting disappeared, a luminous character appeared in front of his eyes.
[Good job. How did you feel while drawing me? / Progress rate: 1/33]
The quest accepted the picture.
‘This is an unexpected hojaegun.’
Bestiare’s skill would have been left to formulate to accept only Kim Sung-chul’s paintings.
But it’s an urgent quest anyway.
It may have been annoying for Vestiare himself to put complicated tricks into the one-question quest that was made only to feed Kim Sung-cheol.
In order to see the traces of the soul in the object of the quest itself, you have to put a moderately experienced work horse, so many hands go.
‘Maybe she saw me as someone who couldn’t draw a picture.’
Whatever the reason, Kim Sungchul harassed him for half a day and found clues to solve the problem.
Kim Sung-chul said in a calm tone.
Bertelgia asked, with a trembling voice, trembling with an ominous omen.
“I have to pay for a long time.”
“Huh? I don’t eat. You see, it’s a living book? ”
“Then I’ll have to pay for child care.”
“Who cares for you!”
Bertelgia tries fiercely, but cannot defeat Kim’s will.
Bertelgia eventually became a painting slave to Kim Sung-chul.
“Don’t rest until you draw 32 portraits.”
Bertelgia drew a picture of her sickness.
Kim Sungchul said lying comfortably on the rock.
“Don’t worry. I am a payer. If there is a request later, please listen to one. ”
“Is that true? I have a very good memory, so don’t you talk about it later? ”
Bertelgia wrote Kim Seong-chul’s words on his page.
[The fifth era, the thirty-ninth year of the Dragon, the Cloud Witch Moon, the eighteenth day, and Kim Seong-chul promise to make a wish. ]
“What do you think about making a pledge when you promise to be king?”
Bertelgia asked questions about Kim’s promises and seals in the corner of his page.
“If you are a pledge, you already have it.”
Kim Sungchul pointed to his heart.
“I can’t say that. Anyway, I will keep my promise, so let’s draw a picture soon. ”
“Okay. It’s not good! ”
Bertelgia began to paint the portrait of Vestiare on drawing paper.
Bertelgia opened his mouth at the completion of another beautiful portrait of Vestiare.
“I think this woman looks a lot like my mother.”
“Yes? Do you want to say you’re the daughter of Bestiare? ”
“Mom is human. The woman is high elf. How can I be a mother if I’m from a race? ”
“My father liked her a lot.”
“Yes. When Dad was young, he followed Chil Hero and took an adventure. Democracy, flooding, the underworld, the nations of the dead, the floating army, and so on. ”
“So why did you call him Hero?”
“Maybe it is. But Chil-Ho-Young never thought of Dad as their colleague. I thought it was just a handy tool or a toolbox to make. ”
“That’s bitter.”
Kim Sungchul I remember Eckhart’s quest, which emphasized his hero.
‘How miserable it is to fight against the same enemy and not be recognized as a colleague.’
In the words of Bertelgia, he seems to have known decades but is not recognized as a colleague.
“Okay. It’s complete. ”
Bertelgia rose to her mind with her pencil removed from the paper.
In her place was the portrait of Vestiare, staring at the front with dreamy eyes.
Bertelgia stared at his paintings and whispered in a whirl of turns.
“But my mom looks more beautiful.”
Kim Sungchul With a faint smile, the pictures were collected and placed on the specimen.
The picture disappears like a melting snow, and the shining character comes to his eyes again.
[Are you familiar with me now? But don’t fall for it. If your eyes are too high, you may not be able to get married! / Progress: 2/33]
“…. I’m bored and sleepy. ”
Kim Sungchul Seriously considered revising his plan to kill Lioness first among the seven heroes.
But it also withered for a while.
Kim Sungchul suddenly felt alive in a short calm. How long does it take to leave your work to others?
8 years? No 10 years would have passed.
Bertelgia, who became a reliable colleague in one day, works hard to draw a picture.
Besides the sound of the wind, only the sound of the pencil tearing the paper has been heard.
Kim Sungchul I felt the passage of time with my eyes closed.
Many people’s faces and landscapes flickered in his consciousness, like kaleidoscopes, leaving behinds.
I heard the voice of a lively girl in the dark.
“Oh ~. Are you the head of a rebel that this slave is from another world? Huh? Not the head, but the right arm? By the way, it’s not my taste. Would it be so slim to use some energy? ”
As soon as I remembered that voice, Kim Sungchul felt a painful ache that seemed to be digging my chest.
My breathing stopped momentarily and my breathing became rough.
The pencil, which was drawing traces on the paper, stopped moving.
“Is there a ghost in my dream?”
Bertelgia asked bluntly.
Kim Sungchul took a deep breath and shook her head.
“Nothing.”
The horse did, but his heart is still beating fast.
And the cross of the covenant enshrined in his heart was shining brilliantly in the throbbing turbulent blood stream.
A man was laughing with a low voice, flying long long hair on the line. The identity of the company is Daisuke Minamoto, Admiral of the 4th Fleet of the Human Empire. He has made several unclear achievements in the last several battles, and is now in his current position. He claims to be a tactician himself, and when he introduces himself, he reads the law book every day since he was young and says that his head had a term of improvisation. However, his operation was one-dimensional, furious, and most damaging. Another unusual thing is that he is a summoner. As the name suggests, Minamoto was summoned in Japan. However, opinions disagree about whether the man is really Japanese. One day, Minamoto met a Japanese summoner, who said, Yoshi! And Hi! Are all he said. But despite all the bad rumors, Minamoto himself is a very powerful prosecutor. He wields long, long hair reaching his waist, screaming like crazy and wielding a Japanese sword. The enemy, of course, gives fear to allies. That Minamoto Daisuke arrived over the Harpaya Pass today on a massive mission to defeat the world's enemies. Minamoto Daisuke murmured while watching Kim Seong-cheol with a long cylindrical telescope. Well, sitting alone on a mountaintop against a large army. Isn't this the Siege of Regal Revolution in the Three Kingdoms Volume of Kim Mu-Yeol Pyeong ?! The manipulator's brain began to spin fast. But his concentration did not last long. Commander-in-chief Dmitry Medioff of the world's enemy subordinates summoned each fleet's commander to the deck of his flagship Andragoras. I don't like it, but I have no choice but to follow it. Minamoto rumbled and boarded a small ferry on the deck of Andragoras. Admirals of other fleets were already gathering on the deck to conduct operational meetings. The presiding officer of the conference, Dmitry Medioff, thoughtfully spoke each other, seeing the eyes of the admirals. I heard that the power of the world's enemies far exceeded our expectations. You don't have to say how much power you have enough to drive 100,000 demons alone. Therefore, we must find a way to deal with the enemies of the world as carefully as possible. After the talk, Dmitry Medioff looked around at each Admiral. The admirals were all silent. It was because there was no pointy number. Your opponent is one of the monsters who smash the enemy by going back and forth between hundreds of thousands of demons. Dmitry Medioff's gaze turned to Minamoto, the last arrival. Minamot was hoping to talk about an operation he was thinking about, but he couldn't express in words, but Dmitry Medioff wisely caught his eye just before he met Minamoto. But it is not Minamoto to give up this much. Commander in Chief. I have a good idea. Dmitry Medioff's face is slightly distorted. What other bullshit is this crazy guy trying to make?' I did not want to give a say somehow, but the other side is also one of the admiral of the fleet. Dmitry Medioff sighed, sighing. I am using a siege of Kim Sungchul. Yes. Good opinion. Dmitry Medioff spoke dryly, clapping, and turned around. I'm not done yet. Oh, do you have something to say? Excuse me. Dmitry Medioff showed off his face, but it wasn't in Minamoto's eyes. The way you don't get caught in a siege system is to push it like a storm without a break. Like the Yamato warriors during the Joseon conquest, they must be pushed into ruin. While Minamoto was speaking, Dmitry Medioff deliberately attempted to talk to another admiral, make other complaints, or even close his eyes to sleep. But Minamoto's comments had no sign of ending. By the time the limit of perseverance came, a lieutenant appeared like a miracle. I see you! Dmitry Medioff welcomed the lieutenant. Minamoto was constantly muttering in the meantime. Dmitry gestured to report to the deputy as he walked away from Minamoto at a quick pace. The enemies of the world are gone! Dmitry Medioff immediately ran to the port and used a telescope to view Kim Sung Chul's place. Kim Seong-chul, who just hanged around like a zoo beast, suddenly disappeared. Now it is time for us to attack! Medioff Ball! Minamoto chased and screamed. Dmitry Medioff sighed and pointed the hill top with his finger. Go alone. No one will dry. Minamoto finally found that Kim Sung-chul disappeared. The knowledge of billions of methods that have been picked up so far has wandered in his confusion. This is Kim Seong-chul's trap! Do not chase it! A rock valley filled with strange rocks. Kim Sungchul In the vacant lot covered by rocks and shade, he was working hard to draw. The theme is the portrait of Vestiare. However, Kim Sungchul has no painting talent. Even after drawing upon the sample left by Vestiare, only the abstraction remains unknown on the canvas he left. Kim Sungchul threw the abstraction that he could not even recognize and lay on the rock. As I sighed, Bertelgia popped out of my pocket. Is the Front Line of the Devil Safe Now? Kim Sungchul nodded slightly, staring at the ceiling where the gray sky looked faintly. The main fleet of the human empire, the self-proclaimed mankind and guardian of its allies. So far, I've probably delayed my entry with all excuses, but once I'm on the front line of the world, I won't be able to retreat from the danger ahead. Kim Seong-cheol left the fleet because the balance of power between man and the devil was restored. Then it is no longer necessary to act as a human barrier. Kim Sungchul was so judged and quickly disappeared. However, larger difficulties appeared before Kim Sung-chul. Kim Sungchul stared at the portrait of Vestiare with pebbles on his eyes. This damn girl, you give me a real quest once. No matter how much, even a portrait could not be drawn. All are perceived as not portraits. 33 portraits that Kim Sung Chul should draw. My eyes are far away. I am good at cooking and alchemy, but the picture is jam. Bertelgia drew Kim Seong-chul, but stared at the Vestiare-style goblin. Kim Sungchul didn't say anything. He stared unhurriedly as the clouds flowed through the crevices, lying on the rocks. How much time has passed, the sound of paper rustling and crunching something was carried in the wind. Kim Sungchul, who closed his eyes and rested, opened his eyes faintly and turned his head. A faint smile came to Kim's mouth. Bertelgia was painting. Between a bookshelf and a bookshelf, he was diligently moving something on a drawing paper fixed with stones with a pencil. It looks like a little boy plays with crayons.' Kim Sungchul jumped out of his seat and glanced at the picture of Bertelgia. A surprise came to Kim's eyes. An elaborate painting floated on the drawing paper, incomparable with Kim's. Bertelgia, subtly moving her body, completed the delicate hair of Vestiare's disheveled hair. It is a feat that Kim Sung-chul cannot follow even after he dies and wakes up. He opened his mouth and waited for Bertelgia to complete the painting. The picture was soon completed. Bertelgia rises high in the sky and appreciates his paintings. But I do not like it. Hmm. I don't think it's proportional. It's been a while since I felt so dead. Bertelgia swept away the stone that fixed the paper and sent it to the wind. A strong hand grabbed the flying picture. It's not usually workmanship either' What are you doing? Have a picture drawn by boredom. Do not look It's not my real skills. Bertelgia protested in a Bolmen voice, but took Kim Sungchul with her in front of her portrait. Surprisingly, as soon as Bertelgia's painting disappeared, a luminous character appeared in front of his eyes. Good job. How did you feel while drawing me? / Progress rate: 1/33 The quest accepted the picture. This is an unexpected hojaegun.' Bestiare's skill would have been left to formulate to accept only Kim Sung-chul's paintings. But it's an urgent quest anyway. It may have been annoying for Vestiare himself to put complicated tricks into the one-question quest that was made only to feed Kim Sung-cheol. In order to see the traces of the soul in the object of the quest itself, you have to put a moderately experienced work horse, so many hands go. Maybe she saw me as someone who couldn't draw a picture.' Whatever the reason, Kim Sungchul harassed him for half a day and found clues to solve the problem. Kim Sung-chul said in a calm tone. Bertelgia asked, with a trembling voice, trembling with an ominous omen. I have to pay for a long time. Huh? I don't eat. You see, it's a living book? Then I'll have to pay for child care. Who cares for you! Bertelgia tries fiercely, but cannot defeat Kim's will. Bertelgia eventually became a painting slave to Kim Sung-chul. Don't rest until you draw 32 portraits. Bertelgia drew a picture of her sickness. Kim Sungchul said lying comfortably on the rock. Don't worry. I am a payer. If there is a request later, please listen to one. Is that true? I have a very good memory, so don't you talk about it later? Bertelgia wrote Kim Seong-chul's words on his page. The fifth era, the thirty-ninth year of the Dragon, the Cloud Witch Moon, the eighteenth day, and Kim Seong-chul promise to make a wish. What do you think about making a pledge when you promise to be king? Bertelgia asked questions about Kim's promises and seals in the corner of his page. If you are a pledge, you already have it. Kim Sungchul pointed to his heart. I can't say that. Anyway, I will keep my promise, so let's draw a picture soon. Okay. It's not good! Bertelgia began to paint the portrait of Vestiare on drawing paper. Bertelgia opened his mouth at the completion of another beautiful portrait of Vestiare. I think this woman looks a lot like my mother. Yes? Do you want to say you're the daughter of Bestiare? Mom is human. The woman is high elf. How can I be a mother if I'm from a race? My father liked her a lot. Yes. When Dad was young, he followed Chil Hero and took an adventure. Democracy, flooding, the underworld, the nations of the dead, the floating army, and so on. So why did you call him Hero? Maybe it is. But Chil-Ho-Young never thought of Dad as their colleague. I thought it was just a handy tool or a toolbox to make. That's bitter. Kim Sungchul I remember Eckhart's quest, which emphasized his hero. How miserable it is to fight against the same enemy and not be recognized as a colleague.' In the words of Bertelgia, he seems to have known decades but is not recognized as a colleague. Okay. It's complete. Bertelgia rose to her mind with her pencil removed from the paper. In her place was the portrait of Vestiare, staring at the front with dreamy eyes. Bertelgia stared at his paintings and whispered in a whirl of turns. But my mom looks more beautiful. Kim Sungchul With a faint smile, the pictures were collected and placed on the specimen. The picture disappears like a melting snow, and the shining character comes to his eyes again. Are you familiar with me now? But don't fall for it. If your eyes are too high, you may not be able to get married! / Progress: 2/33 . I'm bored and sleepy. Kim Sungchul Seriously considered revising his plan to kill Lioness first among the seven heroes. But it also withered for a while. Kim Sungchul suddenly felt alive in a short calm. How long does it take to leave your work to others? 8 years? No 10 years would have passed. Bertelgia, who became a reliable colleague in one day, works hard to draw a picture. Besides the sound of the wind, only the sound of the pencil tearing the paper has been heard. Kim Sungchul I felt the passage of time with my eyes closed. Many people's faces and landscapes flickered in his consciousness, like kaleidoscopes, leaving behinds. I heard the voice of a lively girl in the dark. Oh ~. Are you the head of a rebel that this slave is from another world? Huh? Not the head, but the right arm? By the way, it's not my taste. Would it be so slim to use some energy? As soon as I remembered that voice, Kim Sungchul felt a painful ache that seemed to be digging my chest. My breathing stopped momentarily and my breathing became rough. The pencil, which was drawing traces on the paper, stopped moving. Is there a ghost in my dream? Bertelgia asked bluntly. Kim Sungchul took a deep breath and shook her head. Nothing. The horse did, but his heart is still beating fast. And the cross of the covenant enshrined in his heart was shining brilliantly in the throbbing turbulent blood stream.
