Disciple of the Three Kings Chapter 59

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Blood flowing down the cheek of the inductive type.

‘how?’

The inductor shivered.

Beneficial without taking any action.

So does that mean you’ve emitted energy?

No, you didn’t even feel the energy?

‘earthly….’

I couldn’t even guess what they were doing.

“Nam Ho-jeong’s head can’t be that big. He only thinks about his own safety, so he wouldn’t do anything reckless. If that’s the case, then your head must be big.”

A person who speaks refreshingly as if he had guessed the correct answer.

“That’s possible. Thanks to the galaxy, he was recognized in the open and became a six-legged man, and in the meantime, he must have established his position properly.”

I would have taken advantage of the opportunity I had without letting it go.

It could be said that the Yudo type currently has an unrivaled position compared to other types of alcohol in South Korea.

“So it must have been a pity.”

Laugh.

This devil.

“The contract you made with me is practically a slave contract, so you are using your current high status to reestablish a relationship with me.”

Gulp.

This time, cold sweat ran down Yudo’s forehead.

It is exactly as Iroun said.

The secret agreement made with Yirun was very disadvantageous to him.

It was basically like asking him to become my dog.

At the time, it was said that he had no choice but to do it to survive, but now that he has found a way to survive, it is true that he hid the existence of the unranker in order to gain an advantageous position in order to slightly adjust the contract.

“Yeah. You’re right!”

It is beneficial to stand up.

“ah….”

“If your brain has grown, you should make trades accordingly.”

“Ah… no… .”

A guided type who intuitively senses that something is wrong.

dump!

He quickly got down on both knees and bowed his head.

“No! You misunderstood!”

Try shouting.

Because he could instinctively feel that the new deal that Lee Ro-un wanted to make was completely different from what he had thought.

“How could I possibly do that? I couldn’t convey, or rather report, something to confirm it….”

The inductive type kept his mouth shut.

The shadow of Iroun seen under the lowered head.

Although it was a shadow and its expression could not be seen, Yudo-hyung felt that the shadow was smiling.

“I don’t raise a barking dog.”

“I was wrong!”

“Still, it turned out to be a pretty useful dog.”

The head of the inductive type was caught in the hand of Iroun.

A guided body that is lifted without fail.

“… … !”

Even though I tried to rebel against the fear of death, my whole body felt like it was bound in invisible chains and I couldn’t move.

“Give me a chance.”

thank you

The inductive type tried hard to convey the meaning of the words, but his mouth would not open.

“I learned something from the closure.”

“… … !”

“I’m going to try it, and I hope I survive.”

Suddenly, the smile completely disappeared and a bored face was left in its place.

The inductive type soon felt dizzy and lost consciousness.

Hurrruk!

His whole body was engulfed in black flames.

***

“Ugh… . Gasp. Ugh!”

The slumped Yudohyung was gasping for breath.

“Are you, are you alive…?”

Yudo-hyung, who had come to his senses, groped his body with hasty movements of his hands.

Hands and feet, stomach and face.

Nothing has changed.

“Uh… how?”

The last thing he remembers is being engulfed in black flames.

Of course, he thought he would die because of that.

“Is it a success?”

“Huh, huff.”

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Yudohyung held his breath at the sound of Iroun’s voice coming from ahead.

“You can’t lie to me.”

A voice is heard.

Just as Yudohyung was about to nod his head.

“Try telling a lie.”

Completely conflicting orders were given.

“… … ?”

A dumbfounded face of a person who doesn’t know which rhythm to follow.

He quickly opened his mouth as he looked at Iroun’s irritated face.

“Dog, I have no intention of betraying openness….”

That was the moment we were talking about.

“Big!”

The inductive type shut his mouth at the burning pain he felt in his throat.

Not only my throat, but my heart and head all felt like they were burning.

Soon his face was covered in spit, tears, and sweat, and he was rolling around on the floor.

“oh.”

“Ugh… . Ugh… .”

“congratulations.”

I hear the voice of Lee Ro-un.

“It was a success.”

“… … !”

What does this mean?

poison?

No, that’s not it.

‘taboo!’

But that’s nonsense.

The silver and gold system does not work on players.

It is a gold standard that uses betting, and because it is a gold standard that governs the blood vessels, its structure does not apply to the inhabitants of other Earths.

That’s why, in situations where the Silver Residents had to put a ban on the player, they usually used poison.

“It’s a magic wand.”

“Ma… Hua?”

The devil’s flames.

This was something that Lee Ro-un came up with while practicing Cheonma Shingong during a six-month hiatus.

‘player.’

Those who cannot have unmanned powers.

That’s why they can’t have complete control like the Blood Cult.

Although it was possible to inflict bans on players with poison, poison was not always reversible or completely reliable.

A complete leash.

‘I’m sick of being betrayed.’

That’s magic.

The Heavenly Demonic Art that allows one to observe the body and transform and strengthen all of its structures.

And the most important thing.

‘I am a citizen of the Earth.’

That he was a player and a resident of Earth.

I thought that if I used those two, it might be possible to impose a ban on the player.

The result was a visible inductive pattern.

Deep inside him, no, the most important place for the player.

‘System core.’

Iroun planted the flame of the Heavenly Demon God’s Art on it without causing any destruction to it.

If a player with a spark planted in them wants to do something that the beneficial agent does not want.

“Haa… . Haa… .”

That’s what it looks like.

A horrified face, filled with horror and awe.

“I’ll save you like I promised.”

“thank you.”

“You don’t need to make that face.”

Lee Ro-woon said with a small smile.

“It’s not like there are only bad points.”

“… … .”

The inductive type had a face of disbelief, but Iroun was different.

‘Mahwa.’

That might also be the key to freeing the players from their bondage.

As you wish.

‘If only things went as planned.’

Shh.

“Please take care of me in the future. Test subject No. 1.”

Of course, the process will take time for Yudo-hyung to endure, but if everything is successful, Yudo-hyung may be able to obtain the power he has been longing for.

“Oh, glory… .”

“Enough with the nonsense.”

Lee Ro-un said again.

“Unranker. Where are you?”

The story has now returned to its origin.

Yudohyung spoke hurriedly like a new recruit, completely abandoning any thought of dealing with Iroun again.

“Baran! It’s in Baran.”

“… … .”

Lee Ro-un’s eyes sank.

* * *

The unranker is in Baran.

This was information provided by the Open Mind’s Inducer.

Unranker.

Wish.

If you separate the two, it might not be so fatal.

But if you combine the two to complete the sentence.

‘The unranker is in Baran.’

Something catastrophic could have happened to the galaxy that was growing and settling down.

‘The association doesn’t know that much yet.’

That was a good thing.

Even though the inductive type had established a position in the open, this was the reason why it was able to come out so confidently.

When Yudo-hyung found out about the existence of the Unranker, he deliberately leaked that information to the Association.

However, the information that the most important unranker is in Baran was blocked.

That’s why Yirun moved directly.

A house in Uijeongbu.

I sat on the sofa with not a single light on and waited quietly for someone.

The sound of the front door locking can be heard before long.

A person entering through the open door stopped in his tracks, startled.

But soon, with a loud thud, the person who entered fell to his knees.

“Hello, guild member.”

A slow turn of the head towards him.

“long time no see.”

It’s been six months since I last saw you before you closed.

“Why are you kneeling down?”

At Lee Ro-woon’s words, the man carefully got up.

His identity, revealed in the hallway light, was Kang Cheol-woo, who had met Lee Ro-woon in the past at the Armo Dungeon where he had saved Bondeno.

He was the guild leader of the Gyodong Guild located near Ganghwa Island.

Now, he has changed his status and belongs to Baran, a guild under the Blood Cult.

“I heard you became the commander.”

“It’s all thanks to my guild members.”

“Why is that my fault? It’s your ability.”

It was true.

Before entering the closed building, Lee Ro-un gave instructions to Kang Eun-ha on how to operate Baran.

Baran revolves around ability, and without ability, he would not have been able to rise to the position of commander.

As the leader of the rapidly growing Baran guild, who had a sponsor like Eunha, he could stand tall wherever he went.

“It’s all thanks to you, my guild members, that I was able to survive and seize the opportunity.”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

Lee Ro-woon slowly moved his hand and clasped his hands together.

And then he said in a low voice.

“Why are you sweating so much?”

“… … .”

“Your appearance has improved, but your complexion is still bad.”

Kang Cheol-woo lowers his head.

“Are you hiding something?”

Lee Ro-woon recalled when he met Kang Cheol-woo in the past.

They were mobilized and taken to Haenam.

And they were destined to fall as sacrifices by the sacrificial magic circle that Bondeno had created.

At that time, Iroun showed him a way to survive.

‘Choose who will enter the sacrificial magic circle.’

But he chose to save his comrades instead of himself.

Until the very end, he risked his life for his comrades, not for himself.

I don’t hate that kind of person.

thud!

The noise echoes again.

“Why do you keep kneeling?”

“I’m… sorry.”

Kang Cheol-woo now spoke with his head completely buried in the floor.

“I have a favor to ask.”

Kang Cheol-woo barely raised his head and spoke to the unanswerable question.

“I want to leave Baran.”

“… … .”

It was an unexpected story.

“I couldn’t tell you without meeting you in person. I am truly grateful for the favor you have bestowed upon me.”

It was a voice full of sincerity.

“But?”

“The reason is….”

Kang Cheol-woo thought.

Lee Ro-un came here in person.

By that alone, Lee Roon would probably know the truth.

“There is someone I need to help. I don’t want to cause any harm to my guild members.”

Lee Ro-woon got up from the sofa as he heard Kang Cheol-woo’s voice.

“I’ll come back when that’s done. Then… I’ll stick my neck out. So please… I beg you.”

Just as he stood in front of Yudo-hyung, Lee Ro-woon stood in front of Kang Cheol-woo, who was kneeling.

In the off porch light, the light shining through the window was creating a shadow of Iroun.

“What if you don’t come back?”

“That’s not true! I’ll definitely come back!”

I was sincere.

“No. Your life is mine. Because I saved your life. And how can you talk like a blood cultist when you haven’t even learned bloodshed?”

Kang Cheol-woo.

He was calling Iroun a guild member in this house where there were only two of them.

That also meant that someone was in this house.

I already know.

Because the moment I entered the house, I felt a faint sense of murder.

After that, there was someone who was quietly holding his breath and erasing any sign of it.

“Come out. Let me hear the story myself.”

It was when Lee Ro-un’s voice ended.

Squeak.

A pale man appeared through the bedroom door that had begun to open.

“He, he… is innocent.”

He is the unranker who hid in Baran.

The person that Kang Cheol-woo protects.

“I hope you end it with my life, Silver Warrior.”

He was a volunteer soldier.

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