Swordmaster’s Youngest Son MTL - Chapter (243)
Episode 222
Episode 76.Side and poison (8)
“Anyway, the flame is likely to be like the owner, I thought it would be bald.”
Muracan formed plenty of spirit in the palm of his hand and combed my head.Surprisingly, the burned hair was coming back to the original with the spirit.
“Why did you turn off your body and turn it off?”
“So, why did you do that?
“Well … … Anyway, I have a hard time. You just did a great deal in the magic history.
“If you say that someone writes your name later, tell me to put this anecdote.”
“I get it.”
Erase Rock Cheonhwasmeth Final Final.
Jin’s eyes, who grabbed the magic book, shine.In the previous life, he encountered all kinds of rare magic books thanks to Valeria, and in the present life, he carved the magic books of Chen Me and Kiddard Hall.
The legacy of Riol Gipple was a masterpiece of magic history.Beyond the strongest of the time, the best wizard in history is the greatest work of the character.
As a wizard of a person, it would have been difficult to have more happy things.I want to unfold it right now, but I carefully pack it up in my arms.
Even before the joy went, I suddenly heard a low moan.
“Turn off …….”
“Chukon?”
Chukon Collar.
Unlike Susan, who was completely cut, Chukon managed to hold on to the lifeline.The extremely magical vision of the extremely magical vision was a moment when the knife was inserted, causing a shield to protect the heart.
But when I approached and looked at it, it seemed to be difficult to regenerate.The shield was only suspended for a while, and he had already changed his face and was like a invoice.
Jean told him that when the win or loss of the fight was decided, the winner could often say.
“Chukon Collar. Do you have any words to leave?”
Big, 컥.Dark Han was in the eyes of Chukon, who vomited the blood bubble.It was natural to be hit by the lord’s blade in front of the enemy.
“My. My magic …… book.”
I could see in a few words that I barely spit out.
He wanted to leave a legacy like Riol.There was no wizard who wanted his own achievements for life to disappear silently.
Besides, I was betrayed and ended, so I had to feel it to be handed over to the enemy.
“Where are you?”
“Eternity …… Sam, Rocla …… bar.”
The 3rd storage room of the eternity warehouse, the password is Roclava.
Chukon died at the end.Jin that wraps up dark eyes without focus.
“If you are the 3rd storage room of the eternity warehouse, it is quite valuable. Well, it was a decent defense magic.”
Muracan shrugged and said.
Jindo and Murakan did not have compassion for Chukon to leave a magic book.This is not the only one of the trials of the people he involved, so I thought Chukon should be grateful for his will.
“let’s go.”
I quickly stepped into the broken castle.Now I have to go back to the sanctuary with my sister -in -law and survivors, and I had to organize my work and fight my next time.
‘Kinzelo was caught.The leader is not sensitive to what he or she is.Is it the demons as Muracan says? ‘
The ability to form iron.
I have never heard of that.Even if I could make a hundred times before making a sword, I never imagined to move the space.
It was clear that the general manager has been living for more than a thousand years.No, maybe longer than that, it might have existed since the days of the dominance of the world.
‘It would be natural to restore the Myeongwangs under the leadership.He also knows about my brothers.It is because it is a necessary person to restore the work.
It was also certain that there was a relationship between themar and some kinds.
The reaction of Muracan was never common at the words of the director that the runaway was not a themar.
It was like a person who faced a past that I didn’t want to think of.
In the meantime, I have been with Muracan and often asked why I fought Termar.Muracan didn’t want to say much about him, and Jean did not ask more.
‘He will talk to him.If there is something to tell me about Themar and me. ‘
I went into the castle while I thought.
Unlike when I found it, the places were seriously damaged.Muracan’s ruthless attack has been so natural that it is natural.
I took away the broken stones that were accumulated like a pile of mountain, heading to the laboratory.
The laboratory with the explosion magic remained at all the facilities related to the experiment.The debris rolled around.So it was not easy to find the door of the secret passage.
“Marture! Matchual Sila!”
“W, here … …!”
“I am!”
I heard the distant voices of strangers, not the Butcher.In search of the source of the voice, he pushed the rubble and torn off the floor.
When the secret passage was opened, the appearance of a horror of the surviving new people, a tearful face and a magic injector moved by a tearful face.
And it was a Butcher with his hands close to his chest and closed his eyes.
“…… the saints saved that and went to Ayula’s arms.”
“Please take the body of the saint together.”
She squeezed the last remaining life, injected the gods and headed for Ayula’s arms.It was his mission as a saint.
‘In the beginning, if you want to save them, you have no choice but to die, so you told me to wait so much.’
Even though it was a saint, not a general healer, it was no different from the reason why the Marther died.
There were traces of experiments all over the body of the new people.The optical heart protrudes outside the body, only one arm was golem painting, or the tail popped out.
I was in a breathtaking state, which is no longer an ordinary human being, so I had no choice but to devote my life to the magic injector to save.
“You asked you to tell you this. You must be passed on to your Majesty.”
When she took off the robe and wrapped her body, a new person gave up a book and a pendant.It was a pendant of the weight.
The book was a diary.She became a spy of the Dark Magic Association under the command of the king, and then risked his life and recorded the situation.
“Go out. Let’s go back, everyone.”
* * *
The last day of Advent.
Bankela’s capital was stained in a dazzling sunlight, as Ayula was blessed.
In the middle of the crowds gathered into the square without foot dilil, a huge white wagon was towering.
Fake Miclan and Lani were standing on the wagon and shaking their hands towards people.
It was a great view for those who visited Seongguk to see the Advent by the procession of thirty golden shields who surrounded the white carriage for escort and the procession of the saints unfolding behind the wagon.
The plaza literally had no footsteps.The new people, the people of each country, and the aristocrats, who gathered to receive the richness of the king, were waiting for the ceremony to begin.
“His Majesty!”
“You are!”
There were many new people who were impressed and shouted just by looking at the king.It was mainly for the lower class people who suffered because they had a big illness.
For those who are sick and poor, the ceremony was a great opportunity and hope for life.It was because if you were built, you could get out of the disease.
However, because of the limitations of the king’s divine power, there were not many people who enjoyed the luck of built every year.
About fifty people were realized by the king’s divine power, and the rest were simply blessed through language.
The latter had no effect on actual destiny or phenomena, but nevertheless, those who were eager to mix the words with the king.
Soon when the king shook his hand, the noisy square quickly became quiet.
“Dear Ayula’s children, and all of you who have come from all over the world to see me first to preach.
Wow!
“As we did every year, my precious daughter at the ceremony of today. Lani Salome will read the blessing on behalf of me. I’ll applaud you for a daughter who will pray in a fifty voice.”
A fake king who shows his shoulders and shows off his affection for his daughter.
Lani smiled with such a fake King’s arms.The fake was usually used to use simple words and acting as a real Miclan, who loves her daughter to die.
Clap clap!
When the applause was over, Lani unfolded the blessing.
“We will start the ceremony of the Majesty Majesty. When the carriage starts to move, please follow the order so that it does not happen.”
As these events are often, those who receive the “real consumption” that consumes divine power have already been decided.There are not many people who know that.
The wagon moved forward and stopped once in the place where there were.
At that time, the king got out of the carriage and kissed their forehead, and Lani read the blessing.
“Ayula’s will, heart and love are with you … ….”
In that way, real consumption was made to about forty people.Those who are uncomfortable with legs began to walk with built, and those with dark eyes saw a new light.
The onlookers who were impressed by the appearance are stealing tears.
A group of new people who turned the Robe, not the internal, escaped the crowd and blocked the wagon.
“your majesty!”
“Your Majesty! Please listen to my story!”
Booing broke out everywhere.
However, every year, every year, this kind of entry is common, so everyone was considered insignificant.
The king smiled a smile to those who entered, and Lani whispered in his ears.
‘Please build them, father.You were willing to get off the wagon for those who entered last year. ‘
A fake king nods.
He and Zipple were now judging that Lani gave up everything and matched them.He also thought that it was the result of being tortured all kinds of mental torture while being imprisoned by Vitura.
KingI got off this carriage and welcomed them.
“Yeah, Ayula’s children. How painful did you find me. Tell us.”
I lifted my head that the people who were involved in the incurred.
“His Majesty, we are …….”
Let’s take off the robes as soon as the new people lift their heads.
The traces of biological experiments remained and the body was ugly.
“In the world, what the hell.”
“Ah!”
Each shelter saw the terrible appearance of the new people, and each of them lamented and screamed.
Only then did the fake King realized something wrong, and Lani bite his lower lip and turned his eyes.
Far away, it was to look at Vitura, who is looking at himself with a calm face in front of the escort paladins.
Thirty -thirty golden shield articles surrounding the carriage also bite it and looked at Bitura.
“We are forced to be taken to the lab and have become such a mall …….”
“Nu … … Who made you?”
The fake king who tries to calmly bury.If he was embarrassed in this situation, it was more frustrating.
The new people answered:
“Paladin General Bitura. He sold us to Zipple’s laboratory! He made us like this!”
“Shut up!”
Sea!
Vitura shouts and shouts.
Lani was barely crying without her eyes off him.