Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

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A very long time ago, a time of constant conflict throughout the Prima continent.

The home of the fairy, the great forest, also suffered a long period of confusion. This is why five families with different roots repeated large and small clashes. But the turmoil among the elves ended in a lie. This is due to the performance of a high-ranking fairy with a cherry-colored hair.

Tiamia, who was only a teenager at the time, showed incredible skills.

Among hunters, among patrols, among spirits, among knights, she was the best.

Based on their overflowing talents, the Kiriagnet and the Pyrion family ended up holding white flags. On the other hand, the two families who protested repeatedly fell and lost their original names.

The historic face-collecting wall has also been formed since this civil war. an age in which the number of supply and demand leads to competence The beauty and variety of her cut face soon became a medal.

I didn't enjoy this hobby from the beginning. I was simply glad that the people around me looked up to her strength and praised her.

But from some point on.

This honorable act was made into a real hobby.

In the eyes of Thiamia, the face of the dead was the best work of art. This is why the feelings I felt at the moment of death are clearly captured. It is no exaggeration to say that it contains the entire life of the object. And by cutting out his teeth, Thiamia used to feel the perverse pleasure of taking everything from the enemy.

Of course the other elves didn't understand her taste. Drunk on her status as a race hero, she decided to hide her secret taste.

Time has passed.

The Great Forest had regained some tranquility, but the Central Continent was still in turmoil. This is why different tribes and various forces were fighting for supremacy repeatedly.

"Mr. Tiamia! A man named Taejaesa from the South led a nine-year-old army near the Great Forest."

It was when Ah-in, who must be from the south, reached the forest in the northeast.

Tiamia, who led the spirits and patrollers out to face the Ain Corps, frowned.

"You look more repugnant than I've heard.”

The frog-like Ain, the lizard-like Ain, and the fish-like Ain, Thiamia, are all ugly. But for some reason, only the big moneylenders in front of the corps caught her eye.

A few steps forward, he opened his mouth.

"Ain Warrior, Tulgha Peckledavrian."

“·········.”

"The strongest man in the forest, come forward. "If we have a defeat or a draw, we will go away, but if this side wins, we will enslave all the elves in the forest and take them away."

Fairies were more beautiful than other races, and they also had longer periods of youth. The market value as a slave is simply beyond imagination. The fairies who were guarding Tiamia were greatly shaken by the intimidation of the warrior, but her interest was not in the same race.

The Ain Warrior, Tulgha, had countless weapons on his body. There are 27 kinds of axe, sword, do, hammer, ·· she can count with her eyes.

The style and atmosphere were all different. It was clear that it was a weapon tamed by the hands of someone else. I'm sure they killed someone and took them.

At the moment he noticed it, something tickled up in Thiamia's heart. Perhaps that Daejeon Temple has a similar kind of 'collection wall' to her. I had that feeling.

"···티아미아 라피루 아리엘디."

Unconsciously named, she moved forward, shrugging off the worries and dissuasion of her fellow countrymen.

The duel lasted three days and nights.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ."

"···여기까지 하지."

Suddenly, he came to his senses, and the duel ended in a draw. But in her opinion, the skills of the time were slightly superior to Tulgha. If the fight had continued, it would have ended in defeat.

Nevertheless, Tulgha pulled out his sword and withdrew.

The straw has a corner.

Bumping into someone with similar tastes was a fascinating experience for Thiamia. If so, the opponent must have felt a similar sentiment.

She looked at the back of Tulgha.

In anticipation of a financial crisis that will take place someday held.

It was the beginning of a relationship that lasted more than 400 years.

1.

The nutmeg popped out of Aiden's mouth as a spinal reflex.

"Bitch, what is that?"

The space split and the Irmock was protruding. Among the magic items, there are only a few items that can jump this far. This is definitely a result of the Promise Bell (S.

The heirloom of the Yongma Church, the family of Arabal, the brother of Lucian. The bell, which was in Haggel's hand, was handed over to the five heroes, and it seems to have been secretly carried out during the battle on the island.

"How did you recognize the value of that species at a glance and steal it?’

Iden had such a question in his mind, but soon shook his head. Irmockwi's long-lived insight is possible.

'The question is how to deal with this situation.’

Suddenly Irmockwi opened his mouth in the air.

"A conscious administrator permission command. Opening the ceiling."

"The fulfillment of an order."

Flapping! Irmockwee, who spread his wings among the elves, rushed into the village in an instant. 위치The location of the Irmockwee body in Star Cicker is also moved inside the town of Peckle.

The next moment.

The light flashed.

Consciousness Magic Circle, detected the crystal of Blood Fiest.

" "·빠빠빠군. They must have prepared it thoroughly."

It was obvious that Blisspiel Clan intended to check his sabotage. If he's this determined, Bellport, the leader, will be nearby, too.

The energy is gathering for certain individuals at the center of the death confirmation/drinking of many powerful elves. Tulgha Peckledavrian.

Listening to Nano Ether's report, Chesha asks.

"···어어어,, 아이덴?"?"

Among the high-ranking elves who had just died were many familiar faces. If that kind of talent had died, Tulgha would have recovered quite a bit.

Iden looked at the Clans and talked.

The last fight revealed some of our financial resources. If you collide head-on here, you will be annihilated. The wisest thing to do is to retreat."

"Okay."

Lady, who felt the power of Belleport, nods her head. Then he approached the nearby wizard army and began to command the retreat.

It was then.

"You've been here, too, your boy!"

“·········.”

The big Seokcheok came this way with a fierce look on their faces. cis ibareknur Duchla, the leader of the Seokcheok Kingdom, was one of the twelve-girl warriors of the Nine Kingdoms of Ain.

In the last Ain war, he was also at odds with Eden.

"You managed to know I was here.”

"Hung. We shouldn't underestimate the intelligence of the Seokcheok royal family. There's a spirit of Ain's hero left in the town of Peckle, right? You might have intended to make a personal gain by making him run wild in the South, but I was already reading your black heart."

"I'm dumbfounded to hear it! What are you talking about?! We were playing tricks on the town of Peckle on purposely?”

Clara jumped and shouted.

Then Sith spills a cynical smile.

It`s no use trying to get away with the information from a reliable source. All hands! Surround!"

The surging Ayn warriors move in perfect order to surround the Blisspiel Clan and the Wizard's Army.

There were a number of top-notch players who reached the level of 40 who might have used their abilities to draw power.

Iden kicked his tongue.

" "··짜, you're really bothering me.”

It'll be a bit of a hassle to deal with the aftermath, but I can't save myself in an emergency like this. We have no choice but to escape by force.

One moment I was beating the abacus around my head.

Qua'ang!

The head of Siss, who had a confident look on his face, flew off with a flash of lightning.

"Huh?"

"···시스 공?"

Siss's men stared blankly at his body. This is why I couldn't feel the reality.

Suddenly, the sizzling redness came out of Siss' body, which collapsed helplessly. And the energy is sucked into a Donin tribe by the magic of Blood Fiest.

"Long time no see, young man. Are you using my baby bottle that I took last time?"

“·········.”

A familiar money hero stood there.

However, there is one crucial difference from then. The power of "Dawan (U)" had already been restored to five arms.

'Tulgha came out of town. The Magic Circle's coverage itself has increased. As expected of Irmockwee, should I say?’

Iden glanced at the side and said,

"···이지드."

"Uh, uh, uh..."

Egid, who was shaking under the pressure of Tulgha, came to his senses when he was called by Iden.

'He, yes. You don't have to tremble with this fear if you leave yourself to Zirgal's power. If you close your eyes for a moment and open them, ···, everything will be over.’

·········.

The spirit, which was completely controlled by the power of the "infant solitude (S), cannot resist its master, Izzid. Therefore, it is not dangerous to completely transfer control of the body if only a clear purpose is set.

'Jirgal Alexiq. Do as Master Clan commands until I wake up, ···.'

Reiterating the pre-meeting orders, the eulogy is invoked.

Flash!

Soon after, the spirit of Zirgal, the commander of the command, with the sacred light, was embedded in the body of Izzid. Tulgha standing opposite felt the familiar energy and narrowed his eyes.

"I can't believe I was swept away by a young man who forgot even the warrior's mindset. What a pathetic sight, Zirgal Alexiq."

“·········.”

The low recited Tulgha's expression cools down.

Five hands clasped five arms.

"Let the price for insulting his soul be paid with life, my dear."

2.

"Uh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh."

A fish warrior's body is drying up like a mummy. The cause is Tiamia's "painting" growing everywhere in his body.

Flap!

Soon the body of a collapsed fisherman becomes a red particle and scatters into the air. Of course the life he lost was not in vain. I'll burn with the power of Tulgha, the main body of consciousness.

Besides, the fish just managed to die peacefully.

"Argh!"

"Sa, save me!"

Around the town of Peckle, cannibal plants made by the power of the guardian tree and the alterations on Irmock are raging. This was constantly resounding with screams. It was literally a hell on earth.

Thiamia shrugged calmly.

"This should be enough. Why don't we leave Blisspiel Clan alone like this, so let's move on to Tulgha."

Shortly after the murmur, Thiamia's expression turned into a question.

Someone is blocking her way.

He was a blurry boy.

I can't feel any signs even though I'm in front of my eyes.

"··흐응?"

But Tiamia was not a bit surprised.

I just tilted my head.

It is natural that the boy in front of his eyes should not be detected. That's why he was such a poor underdog. A creature that might be swept away by a heap if she lightly shook her hand. It's like dust, to paraphrase it.

But something touched Tiamia's intuition.

She doesn't feel anything in this boy, but vice versa. If you are an ordinary boy, it's not strange to faint from behind her eyes the moment she makes eye contact with her. But why can you stand before yourself without fear?

Curiosity asked her.

"You, what?"

"He is an apprentice of the old church for the rest of his life."

Tishier Verdard stood before her with a grave look on his face.