I Was A Porter

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Eventually, it was not ready until after lunch, and Seung-ho and Mi-ye ate lunch with a lunch box.

After finishing preparing to enter the gate by 3 o'clock, Young Ho's guild leader came to Seung-ho with a sorry face.

“Sorry I'm late. Do you want to go right away, and if the reporters get together before you go in, do you mind if I tell them what we talked about? ”

“I think you can do as you please. And let go of the horse. ”

Yeong-ho with his helmet on his waist dances nods with a slight smile as if to thank Seung-ho for his words.

“Yes. Let's go, then. ”

At that point, Yeong-ho opened the car door and went out after he had fixed his helmet and covered his face completely.

On the road from the van to the gate, Iris' guild members are scattered, finding Yeongho walking towards the gate and catching up with each other.

Even behind Seung-ho's back and back, there were people dressed in Seung-ho's clothes, and reporters came running after recognizing Young-ho's face.

“Young Ho Choi, is it true that this third grade gate is rumored to be the sole subjugation of the Iris Guild? ”

At the reporter's words as he pushed the camera into question, Young-ho nodded briefly.

“That's right. With this third-grade Gate subjugation, the Iris Guild will be reborn as a world-class guild. ”

The journalists' faces brightened in his prestigious reply, just as loud as a footstep.

“If there is a Grade 3 Gate Outage in urban areas, the damage will be unpredictable, but is it simple resonance? Or are you confident in your success? ”

“I'm sure.”

“That sounds like the Iris Guild isn't thinking about failure, right? ”

“There is no failure. Come out now.”

Yeongho arrives at the gate, gesturing to the nearby guild members, biting the surrounding reporters by his side.

He takes a deep breath in front of the gate, pressing down on the helmet in his hand and pointing to victory.

“Go in first. ”

Seungho nods without a word and enters beyond the gate.

Through the gate, Seungho's eyes spread the land of Mother Nature, not a dense city.

Whether the sun was struggling to drive out the night, the sky was reclaiming its little blue color, and there was a mountain of stone rising above the sky.

Turning to the rear, the gate sits at the foot of a stone mountain, and it slopes upward and downward, but with a gentle slope.

Given that the perimeter of the gate is slightly surrounding the Stony Mountain and the surrounding forest area, it is speculated that a monster occupied the Stony Mountain is the only thing that comes to mind for high-grade monsters living in the high Stony Mountain.

“Powder”

Named after the mythology of India, this monster is not as magnificent as the mythological powers, but not as magnificent as the mythological powers of a superior monster.

With large and strong wings that are not suitable for a size up to 3 meters, the target is snatched and crushed with enormous innate born claw power without the need to operate its firm body and magical power.

And the magical sound waves that shot spirals out of the beak were powerful enough not to have the thumb to pick it up alone unless it was an AA class hunter.

Moreover, the most troubling thing is that most people live in a tribal unit rather than a family unit.

In pursuit of extraordinary abilities and group life, powdered airborne freedom was one of the most hated monsters.

However, if the estimated monster at the 150,000 gauge gate were Garuda, there wouldn't be many of them.

As soon as the sun comes up, they'll start activating, so Seungho started taking off his armor to make sure the powder was right.

While taking off the heavy armor, people pass through the gates one by one, and Yeong-ho circles around and approaches Seung-ho.

“Could it be powder? ”

“I think so. I'll check it out. ”

“Are you going alone? ”

“That would be quick. Let's find a place to fight before sunrise. ”

Youngho nods at the words of victory and begins to control the crew.

Seungho quickly started climbing up the rock mountain, leaving all his armor on the ground for the last time.

Even if the best monsters were fine and light, they were likely to notice.

Seung-ho, who was going up in search of visible traces, fortunately stood on a large rock around the eighth ridge, and saw Garuda's feathers with the poop still less dry in front of him.

It's not just a one-time thing, but a sign of a long stay, so Seungho makes his way back down to the gate.

While rushing down, the darkness couldn't stand it any longer, and I slowly hid its appearance.

Seung-ho saw Yeong-ho standing near the gate and rushed forward to tell him what she saw.

“If it's pollen, we've dealt with our kids before, so it's worth it."

Seung-ho nodded at Yeongho's full words and went on a quest to find a suitable location before the sun came up.

Then, as if one of the scattered guild members had found the right spot, he blew a low whistle and tried to move toward the sound of the whistle.

The place the guild member found was a shallow basin that appeared a little lower down the ridge and then moved a little along the ridge.

Ordinary air monsters had to remove the wide open area, but Garuda's sound waves had room for the surrounding tall trees or rocks to make a variable, so they settled in a place without obstacles.

“The anticipated monster is powder! Form D!”

“I understand!”

Seeing them clumping together into twelve trillion people indiscriminately at Yeongho's command, Seung-ho tried to spread his lips as if he had something to say, but he hurriedly lifted his head and applied his top to the sound from the sky.

“Kiaaah! Kiaaah! ”

You see the people standing in the dust, screaming from the sky, and watching as they turn over their heads.

“Coming soon! Don't slow down. Hold up! ”

“Stand by!”

A total of 11 powders appear from the top of the stone mountain, slowly rolling down the roof.

“A little farther and they'll be in the range. Man battle stations! Say hello lightly! ”

At Yeongho's words, he raised his bow and hung his arrows at the demonstration, one by one.

If only it could be used, it would be nice to shoot a gun or a grenade when it comes down like that, but it turns out that firearms cannot be used for the lives of countless people.

The gunpowder does not explode, and the air gun becomes incredibly weak.

In the very early days, soldiers were armed with heavy artillery and could not laugh at monsters with bayonets because they were slightly stronger than slingshots, even if they shot them with liquid dioxide or compressed air.

However, some people used it because the strength did not decrease at all in the case of crossbows or bows, but the crossbows often stopped short.

Seungho looked at Garuda and looked closely at those who were pulling the bow with his eyes.

I checked to see if the arrowhead was loaded with magical power, but no one was able to load it.

“Fire!”

You shoot an arrow as you enter the crossbow range, but Garuda dodges the arrow lightly despite its huge size.

Whether the arrow scratches your nerves or drops slowly, Powder begins to speed up its descent, drawing a large circle. Then I started firing magical sound waves from just two to 30 meters above.

As each pair joins together to stabilize the sound waves, they begin to divide into those who continue to shoot from the top and descend closer together.

“A little more! A little more! Now! ”

Youngho ordered the troops who appeared to be in a hurry to block the way, hurrying their magic on the sword towards Garuda.

On the way down, Powder quickly tries to dodge, but he knocks himself down with his sword, which occupies the front.

The rapidly folded wings are safe, but your whole body is covered in bloodshed.

Whether the blood was damaged or not, the powder that fell to the ground tried to spread its wings to get up and escape.

However, I was unable to spread its wings to consecutive flying swords. You fold your wings and sweep across the ground to counteract the power passing by, but the wounds spread one by one.

A few of them try to come down quickly, but they try to stop as hard as they can by shooting their swords into the sky. In the meantime, I cleaned up the powder that had fallen to the ground.

Until then, Yeong-ho turns his head toward Seung-ho, staring blankly.

“Tell me when we're done fighting like this. ”

Unless it was an urgent situation, Yeongho asked me to look at their problems and tell them, so Seung-ho nodded.

“Very well, then. ”

Seungho rushed toward the nearest flying individual of the powder that was still in the air.

Seung-ho leaps into the air, putting his magic on the soles of his feet, and bursts out at his approach and into the direction of his next escape.

He was caught in a magical explosion and successively blew a magic grenade at the guy who had lost his balance, and Seungho, who fell to the floor with him, quickly approached him.

The one who came out of the shock tried to shoot a magical sound wave towards the approaching ascension, but Seung-ho raised his beak and forced himself to crush it.

Powder, which flew all over its magical sound wave, tried to land and fly, but Seungho quickly crushed both legs.

When the bridge was broken, Seung-ho on his back pulled out one wing, and the powder watching it from the air hurriedly spread out and ran to the top of the rock.

Seungho looks at the fleeing garuda and crushes it with his foot.

I turned and looked at Young-ho, but Young-ho was just looking at Seung-ho with his mouth open.

“I fight like this. ”