Main Character Hides His Strength

 

107. The Promise of Men (3)

 

Looking down on the image of the emperor in agony, said something.

 

“Since you fell, the emperor has become increasingly strange, and in the end his ruling rumors have rumored that even the soldiers have left him, leaving it to be true.”

 

A little sad voice.

 

She was also once under the emperor and watched right next to him when he was emperor.

 

But for the present emperor, there was little of the glory of the past.

 

Next to the heart of the stirring ancient god, only the weak and weak middle-aged man was left.

 

“Your Majesty. Preparation is complete. ”

 

The voices of the chiefs rang out.

 

“The knights and generals who will be converted into evil spirits are waiting for His Majesty’s command after the battle deployment.”

 

“The surviving fleet is ready for sortie.

 

The emperor, still squatting, turned his head toward a group of wizards on the other side, saying in a powerless voice.

 

“Is the heart ready for runaway?”

 

At his inquisitive sorcerer’s face, swallowed saliva and said without a word.

 

“Theoretical preparation is complete. But the wizards who control the heart are complaining about the symptoms. ”

 

“You hear the voice of the ancient gods?”

 

The emperor said with eyes flashing.

 

The wizard gazed at the emperor with fearful eyes and nodded his head.

 

“An ancient god has long died. Will the wizards of the empire succumb to the hallucinations? Keep everyone in place and wait for the people! ”

 

The emperor spoke in a dignified voice, but Kim Sungchul was known.

 

Even the emperor, who should be an example for all, is shaking.

 

You should not leave him alone.

 

“You’ve got a good time.”

 

Kim Sungchul I’m far from luck, but at least I thought I was lucky now.

 

Kim Sungchul After speaking calmly into the air, he jumped over the railing and fell down.

 

Along the high ceiling, the borderline spread like a spider’s web was felt.

 

“Spit from above!”

 

The sharp cry of the enchanted wizards echoed. The escort warriors who were waiting around the heart removed the sword all at once and ran around the emperor.

 

Everyone in space looked up, in a sense of urgency.

 

And all could see.

 

The descent of the man in the old coat, which descended like a lion of God on the head above them.

 

The man, Kim Sungchul, landed in front of his emperor squat.

 

The escort warriors urgently approached Kim Sung-cheol with a sword, but soon recognized the face of Kim Sung-cheol and solidified.

 

The emperor stared at a distant place in the silence created by the shock and slowly looked up.

 

There was a face he was eager for.

 

“Undeserved. William. ”

 

26 years ago. Summon Palace.

 

There was a landscape that was not much different from now.

 

Many of the summoners were dragged without knowing the English language, and faced a terrible death on the cold bottom of the world. Even if you can’t beat the shock and go crazy, you can be smashed.

 

For a man who lived in a place where tomorrow was guaranteed, which was not much different from yesterday, it was one hell.

 

However, very few people quickly adapted to the harsh conditions of the summoning palace.

 

The unfortunate ones who could not find any hope, especially in the other world, tried to accept the fate of this world and rather to actively pioneer their second fate.

 

Kim Sung-chul was one of those figures.

 

On the plaza of the Summon Palace, Kim Sungchul realized that he could serve more people and help others than he thought.

 

He always fought foremost during the battle and sought to save as many people as he could.

 

There was nothing I wanted. He just wanted to save people and just wanted to hear a word of thanks.

 

He also made a close person. It was a young woman who was first dragged into the Summoning Palace and shouted to join in her voice alone, even in the face of bleak conditions.

 

Kim Sungchul was drawn to her team by her fate, and for the first time in her life, she felt like a budding emotion.

 

Until the events of the day.

 

A rule that is considered a victory if a certain summoner dies or is very rare against a huge monster but the summoner knocks down the monster.

 

Under the horseshoe of a ferocious monster with twelve horseshoe, the woman Kim Seong-chul depended on was trampled to death.

 

Kim Sungchul survived the battle but in a different sense he was close to a lion.

 

It was William Quinton Marlborough that reached out to Kim Sung-chul. It was a man who would later become emperor.

 

Young William had spoken to Kim Seong-chul, who had stopped even the grain and waited for death.

 

Kim Sungchul looked up at William with a keen eye.

 

Decades of time passed, but the same scene was repeated, but with a completely different composition.

 

Kim Sung-cheol, not William, stood in the place where he stood up and talked, and William was sitting on the floor squatting and gazing into the air.

 

Kim Sungchul I remembered what William said to him, following the old memories.

 

Then William told him:

 

“There is a proverb in England.”

 

He waited for the staring eyes of Kim Seong-chul and said that he had a strong voice.

 

“People who have hope dance without music.”

 

Kim Sungchul Intentionally reproduced the scene in the faded memories.

 

“There is a proverb in Korea.”

 

Emperor No, William’s eyes lightly recalled. It also came to mind in a fresh deja vu shock. The first meeting of friends who will be together for a lifetime.

 

“…. If my cousin buys land, my stomach hurts. ”

 

At that moment Kim Sungchul felt something went wrong.

 

The sensations were solidified by Bertelgia’s violent vibrations.

 

‘What are you talking about? Let’s set the mood! ”

 

Kim Sungchul tried to correct the proverb to cough and quote. But nothing comes to mind.

 

‘Did you read a book when you were in school?’

 

While Kim was hesitant, a faint smile spread on William’s smile.

 

Proverbs are not important. The important thing is Kim Seong-cheol’s heart.

 

Kim Sungchul Reached William’s eyes, seeing the light of life come back.

 

The firm and the firm hands held together.

 

Kim Sungchul The Emperor was raised up with the right force.

 

The emperor finally opened his mouth. The result of a mixture of sorry and joy was a loud voice.

 

Kim Sungchul Speaking in a calm tone, he felt a ugly smile spreading over his mouth.

 

“I opened my eyes and looked alive.”

 

The emperor closed his eyes, feeling the tip of his nose.

 

All who watched the image were caught in a foreknowledge.

 

Unexpected bandits will happen soon.

 

Soon everyone’s expectations became a reality.

 

The emperor knelt.

 

To the man who followed himself, even the enemy of the world.

 

The emperor said frankly.

 

His true voice, dignified, faceless, and deviated from everything, had a slight slender and fragile feeling.

 

“I could not save you.”

 

Instead of reaching out to Emperor Kim Sungchul, he grabbed his arm and forced it up.

 

“You have nothing to apologize for. You have only made the proper judgment as an emperor to lead the citizens and army of the empire. ”

 

Kim said, staring at the emperor.

 

The emperor who saw the eyes of Kim Seong-cheol was able to know.

 

The man squatting on the summons of the Summoning Palace has overtaken him a long time ago and has now reached a height high enough to be dare.

 

It is not simply a matter of strength and weakness.

 

I felt that way.

 

“Make one promise.”

 

Kim Seong-cheol turned to stare at the heart of the ancient gods, which were stirring over the emperor.

 

As soon as I saw the heart of the ancient gods, I felt that Kim Sungchul was hearing a voice.

 

[Feeding… . Covetous… . together… . Do it… . ]

 

[The Ruin of the World… . It is God’s will… . ]

 

But the voice soon disappeared like a wave that was hit by a breakwater. I could not hear my voice.

 

‘Is it a residual idea? Persistence. ‘

 

Kim Sungchul I thought so and erased the voice I just heard.

 

Kim Sungchul, who passed through the maze of dreams created by the chaos god, is no longer something that an ancient god can do.

 

Kim Sungchul continued to stare at the remains of the ancient gods.

 

“Stop relying on these ungodly things.”

 

The eyes of the emperor shook violently.

 

Without the heart of the ancient gods, LaGranje would be destroyed by the barbarians in a day.

 

“I make one promise instead.”

 

Kim Sungchul Looking up from the heart of the ancient gods.

 

It was nothing but a ceiling made of brick and rock, but Kim’s gaze looked through it.

 

“Within one week I will bring you to LaGranze.”

 

Kim Sungchul nodded at the Emperor’s question.

 

It was a minor move, but the emperor could feel deep trust in him.

 

But soon a shadow was cast on the emperor’s face.

 

‘It won’t be easy.’

 

Now something unusual is happening in the midst of the Allied forces that retreat east of Lagrande.

 

On behalf of the missing Kim Sung-chul, there was a series of news that the Wandering King is emerging as a candidate for one king.

 

But it is Kim’s promise.

 

He does not promise.

 

“One week. Within a week, I will rally allied forces to the east to find LaGranje. ”

 

Kim Sungchul turned around leaving the words.

 

A calm voice was heard over the back of a man wearing an old coat.

 

“What I can see in the east is no longer the only fallout of death.”

 

Walked in front of Kim Sungchul.

 

The escort warriors who held their breath and watched opened the way out of the lever even though the emperor was not commanded.

 

The emperor who watched Kim Seong-cheol walked forward called Kim Sung-cheol from behind.

 

The emperor’s hand grabbed his heart.

 

‘You must tell the truth.’

 

The eve of the last day of the Luteginea kingdom.

 

His vain plans he heard from Kromgald.

 

The emperor tried to say it.

 

But to say that he will be burned down by the cross of the covenant.

 

The emperor was at the crossroads.

 

Numerous thoughts passed through the brain and waited for the Emperor’s words with Kim Sungchul’s head turned sideways.

 

The eyes of the emperor were closed.

 

He felt the release of all his strength, but he was forced to support his collapsing posture.

 

Subsequently, the unwrapped voice came out of the mouth of the emperor.

 

“…. Please be careful. ”

 

Kim Sungchul nodded, cast a fly, flew toward the invisible terrace close to the ceiling spewing himself.

 

‘After all, I couldn’t speak’

 

The new emperor’s new type staggered shortly after Kim’s disappearance.

 

The escorts urgently supported the staggering emperor.

 

Shame and ego had made his face white.

 

What was scary.

 

Death? It is not. Similar but slightly different

 

The emperor pondered, supported by his men.

 

Soon he could find a bitter truth.

 

What he feared was the loss of the crown.

 

From one moment he became no different from the power he so despised.

 

Emperor William Hatton Marlborough could hear some voices, in disdain and dislike of himself.

 

[Did you think that you could handle me as a tool? Is it a good human being? ]

 

Sticky and sullen rumbling as if rising from the abyss.

 

The hearing of the ancient gods, heard by the wizards, was echoed directly to the thunder of the emperor.