Episode 254 < Independence. (3) >
The times passed quickly.
The more colorful the flag symbolizing the Huaxia Council became, the more races gathered under it. Development occurred at such a rapid pace that we who watched could not help but exclaim in awe.
“Wait, wait! “Try to slow down for a moment!”
The person who was most excited was the Black Dragon Master. It was my friend Anastasia.
“Another race has challenged the Chairman of the Huaxia Council!”
“What race is it this time?”
“It’s the Sanwa tribe! If you look at their clothes, they’re miners. The Sanwa miner challenged the council chairman to a duel!”
“Really?”
The Black Dragon Master raised his finger and pointed to one side of the hologram.
“You keep the eyes, but where do you use them? Strengthen your eyesight and take a closer look!”
Oh, it was true.
It was a snail with seven tentacles. It originally had eight tentacles, but it seemed like it had lost one of them in the turbulence of life.
However, damage to one tentacle did not seem to have any negative effects on her. The miner, who had lost one of her arms, sat with a very solemn expression, like a soldier wearing her scar as a decoration.
Red carpet on the ground. Designated tribesmen were lined up on both sides. All of the Zhiji tribe were enormous in size, and they looked down at the small Sanwa tribe with a terrifying aura.
-Lime.
The Sanwa tribe spat out phlegm.
The Sanwa tribe’s phlegm was dripping. Just like the slime toys I played with as a child.
So it seemed like a declaration of war, saying, “From now on, he will play with you like toys.”
-First of all, on behalf of the Sanwa tribe, I salute you fungus bastards!
The Sanwa tribe shouted.
-If it weren’t for you, we would have been destroyed long ago, and those who escaped destruction would have become slaves and had to work until their shells cracked and their skin melted and flowed. Raimu. You are all the ones who have been able to live a decent life while working with a pickaxe! Especially thanks to the legendary Chairman Uburka!
If you just listen to what he says, he’s friendly, but his face is still rough.
-thanks! But that’s enough now. Now we have enough to live on our own. There are no bastards trying to kill us for something that has happened hundreds of years ago, and it is shameful and shameful to live with only your protection!
– Ugor.
The chairman of the Huaxia Council of the time laughed softly.
-He who knows shame is great. Because it makes you brave. I understand your shame. Now tell me about your courage.
-I am the strongest among the Sanwa tribe!
Clap, clap, clap.
The Sanwa tribe raised its seven tentacles. The weapon he chose was neither a sword nor a spear. There were tools there that were very different from fancy weapons.
A top.
The miner’s ugly pickaxe was tightly gripped by each tentacle.
– Ugor!
The designated warriors burst out laughing. Except for the chairman sitting on the huge rock, dozens of designated tribe warriors giggled at once.
-When I heard that a representative was being sent from the Sanwa village, I thought some kind of giraffe jumped out!
-How dare you beat us with a pickaxe!
-If you are a miner, go back to the pit and dig up stones like a miner! Dig up the salt! If you live like that and come across a piece of silver or gold, take it with satisfaction and think that this is the blessing of your life! Ugh! Are you carrying a pickaxe to a sacred battlefield?
– Ugor! Ugor!
The Sanwa tribe did not answer.
I didn’t even glare.
However, from beginning to end, I looked up the chairman of the Huaxia Council.
-hmm.
The Chairman nodded.
-I give orders to the people who just laughed at me one by one. Duel with those Sanwa tribe.
The designated tribe warriors were in an uproar.
-Chairman, that’s… … .
-When we were still trapped in the Sanwa tribe’s huge cave, Slimepolis, we had no weapons. window? knife? Don’t be funny. All we had was a bucket of water and a hammer. With that hammer in hand, along with our dear White Lion, we brought down the Sanwa Empire.
-…….
-The hammer is the weapon that brought down the empire. It is the weapon of our ancestors, the arsenal of our compatriots, and our weapon. Is it any different from a pickaxe? A warrior who does not recognize the true nature of a weapon has no right to boast of his rank at the Huaxia Council. If you duel with the Sanwa clan and lose, everyone should give up their ranks and return to Guru!
The expressions of the designated tribe turned pale.
However, the ruler of fire and river, the chairman of the Huaxia Council, did not withdraw his orders.
-hurry!
Five members of the designated tribe came to the duel arena.
-Lime.
The Sanwa tribe still had no change in their expressions. Just let her wave her tentacles once, and whoo! The pickaxe sharply swept across an area with a radius of 3 meters.
-Attend them one after another or all at once, depending on your preference.
The five members of the designated tribe were not even able to use indigo sticks.
The real duel began after that.
Warriors who could easily control their own ridicule stepped forward. They were defeated.
Warriors who had thrown away any prejudice against their race followed suit. They too were defeated.
Warriors who look at a person’s appearance but also look at the auror inside that person, and who value the movements of the auror in the heart as much as the words the person utters, have stepped forward. They too were defeated.
A warrior came forward who believed that the auras that dwell in all things in heaven and earth were beautiful, and that the world was nothing but a burning fire, an [eternally burning fire]. He too was defeated. However, out of the Sanwa tribe’s seven tentacles, five were cut off and one tentacle was crushed, leaving only two tentacles like human arms in the end.
-Whoop… … Huh, hah, wow… … under.
bloodiness.
-Rather than digging a cave… … Easy, Lime.
The snail shell was dented like a car bumper after an accident. Blood and mucus flowed from all over the body.
Looking down at the Sanwa people, the chairman of the Huaxia Council sat on a rock chair that only the strongest warriors of this era could climb, and laughed out loud.
-What is your name?
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– Sameslam.
The Sanwa tribe groaned, dripping with mucus.
-One of the seven lords who ruled the now-destructed Canyon City, the last descendant of the Rekamuraim family, and the heir to Rasenryu.
-That’s great.
The chairman of the designated tribe bared his huge fangs.
-From now on, you are the second-highest-ranking vice-chairman of the Huaxia Council. Sameslam.
The times passed quickly.
In the history of designated ethnic groups, the Sanwa ethnic group became vice-chairman. It was unprecedented. Even looking back on the history of the Sanwa tribe dominating the designated tribes in the past, they entrusted important positions to their enemies’ tribe.
Unable to understand this, numerous warriors from the designated tribes challenged each other to a duel. Each time, the vice-chairman of the Huaxia Council, the Sanwa people, and Sameslam defeated the challengers. She never once refused a duel.
-You are someone who knows pride.
The designated tribes decided to tear down the legacy of their long history.
-He is strong.
The designated tribe buried the sorrow of the past in the beauty of reality.
-That’s enough.
Thus, the Sanwa people were officially accepted into the Huaxia Council.
At least, if he was strong enough to be ranked in the National Assembly, he should not be ridiculed or ignored wherever he went. Strong self-respect. This has been the only commandment that has been kept since the days when the White Lion led the way as Guru.
“……Amazing.”
As we all watched the hologram together, Anastasia suddenly muttered. In the hologram, Sameslam, vice-chairman of the Sanwa tribe, was being greeted politely by warriors lower in rank than him.
“They are less developed than us, their society is much more crude than ours… they can’t accomplish as much as us, and they certainly don’t know much more than us.”
The Black Dragon Master opened his lips slightly.
“Just as strong as us, no, stronger than us.”
“…….”
“Those children are alive with pride. The Sanwa tribe that works with pickaxes in the salt mine, the Saegi tribe that swims in the water, the fairy tribe that touches gold coins and occasionally goes on stage in a blood flower play, and the nobles that send duelists on behalf of war every time. “The family… everyone. They’re really strong.”
I nodded.
“yes.”
Feeling endless pride in my heart.
“Those kids are as strong as us… … “They’re healthier than us.”
At that time, a strange feeling arose in the center of my heart.
Something transparent, but not at all slimy, spread little by little from the center of the heart to the edge.
I looked slightly to the side and saw that the Black Dragon Lord and the Holy Knight had similar expressions.
‘okay.’
I realized the identity of my emotions.
‘This is what I’m proud of.’
I don’t know if that’s the pride a parent feels for their child.
However, humans could be proud of people other than themselves.
That fact made me feel better.
[The 37th floor stage begins.]
A snowy field was reflected in the hologram.
Frozen North. The red dragon that had been sleeping in the frozen soil for 10,000 years has awakened. That red dragon once arose a long time ago, and at that time it flew away, exploding a volcano.
All of the hunters gathered here knew where the volcano was and how hot the lava it spewed out.
“… … “It was because of that dragon that the volcano erupted in the primeval forest on the 31st floor.”
Anastasia frowned after reading the quest description.
Now, we couldn’t participate in the stage, but thanks to the consideration of [The Princess Who Walks in the Mirage], we were able to read a brief description of the quest.
“hmm. Even just looking at it, it’s as strong as a constellation!”
The Heretic Questioner glanced at the hologram and smoothed his chin.
“If necessary, Mr. Uburka is staying there, so I can interfere… … .”
“no.”
I shook my head.
“The Huaxia Council will try to solve it alone. “Take a look.”
The Huaxia Council gathered the army.
The group that started out as a small council of the designated tribe has soon ceased to be the exclusive domain of the designated tribe. Saegi tribe. Fairy tribe. Sanwa tribe. Vampirism. Numerous warriors gathered under the flag.
Designated tribes still accounted for more than half of the warriors. However, all those gathered here achieved rank through fair duels. There were no Sanwa tribesmen who complained about the large number of designated tribes, and there were no vampires who complained about the presence of fairy tribes.
They were warriors.
-Have you gathered?
The chairman of the Huaxia Council asked.
Tens of thousands of warriors pounded the ground in unison.
The chairman nodded slightly.
-You’re gathered. let’s go.
To the icy North.
On the road heading north, they encountered an army. Giants with one horn. It was an army of the noble people.
-Uger.
-Cr.
Not even 100 years have passed since the poisonous snake descended and waged war with the nobles. There was still a strange sense of rivalry and rivalry between the designated tribes and noble tribes.
The two armies faced off across the tundra plain. Among the designated tribes, the chairman of the Huaxia Council approached alone riding a lion, and among the noble tribes, the high priest who worshiped the snake god approached while striking the ground with his staff.
The designated tribe chairman asked.
-Do you want to fight?
The noble tribe’s high priest answered.
-We have to fight. pair. But I didn’t come out to fight you guys.
-Red dragon?
-They say if you leave it alone, a mythical catastrophe will occur. All mountains will become angry and explode with lava, all rivers will burn red, and it will become a barren land where no one can live.
-It’s a scenery I’d like to see at least once. Ugor.
-I agree with that, but young people think differently.
The Chairman and High Priest chuckled.
-What does the snake god you worship say? Do you want to come down?
-Our God was worried… … .
The noble tribe’s high priest slowly shook his head.
-In the end, he stated that he would not be able to intervene.
Cheon Mu-munju.
The poisonous snake, who wanted to take care of the noble family more than anyone else, gave up this time. He decided not to intervene. They took a step back so that they could overcome the crisis that faced them on their own.
That was the choice of Cheon Mu-munju, who was still in that world.
-When the red dragon spread its wings the other day, the gods protected us. But a lot of time has passed. God said he believed in us. we are strong It will become stronger in the future.
– Although they are weaker than us. Ugor.
-They look like f*cking fungus bastards.
The high priest grunted, and the chairman held out his right hand.
-Dear parents and friends are watching over us from heaven. Let us show you how strong we have become.
-Cr. Let’s fight together.
We hunters watched the 37th floor stage in silence.
-Koooooo!
In the middle of a snowy field, a huge red dragon roared.
A snowstorm raged from all directions, but it was not enough to hide the red dragon’s bright red skin. Although heavy snow fell from the sky, it was too insignificant to bury the scorching heat of the red dragon. The ground, frozen for thousands of years, screamed as its claws tore apart every time the red dragon moved.
-let’s go.
In the first fight, the noble tribe’s high priest died.
Caught up in the red dragon’s breath, it disappeared into mere snow powder in the frozen ground, leaving behind not even an old staff.
-let’s go.
In the second fight, the chairman of the Huaxia Council of the designated tribe was killed.
Someone had to buy time while the warriors perfected the Demon Heavenly Strike method. 1 min. No, even just for 30 seconds, the warriors needed time to concentrate, exchange auras, share images, and bring their scenery to this world.
The then chairman of the Huaxia Council lasted 1 minute and 23 seconds. The ax he swung dented the red dragon’s shell, and the fist he struck ruptured the red dragon’s left eyeball. The lonely warrior swung his ax at the mythical monster whose mere presence caused earthquakes and erupted volcanoes, and was chewed to death by the enemy’s teeth just as he was about to swing the ax.
-let’s go.
In the third fight, the red dragon’s head fell off.
The red dragon’s skin was thick. The flesh was thicker. The bones were even thicker.
The skin was scratched with one pickaxe hit, the skin was cut with two pickaxes, and only after three pickaxes was the skin finally cut. The flesh was torn by four hits of the pickaxe, the flesh was torn by five hits of the pickaxe, and the bones were scratched by six hits of the pickaxe.
The bone was cut by seven pickaxe blows.
-Lime.
Now, the pickaxe is wrapped around the only remaining tentacle.
A Sanwa tribe member was riding on the neck of a red dragon.
-It’s easier than digging a cave.
And then he struck the final blow.
The head of the red dragon, as large as a hill, fell endlessly, endlessly, into the underground, still letting out a scream from its mouth even though it had fallen from its body. Even as I fell down the ice wall, the screaming continued.
At some point, the sound of water was heard and the screams slowly faded away.
The head of the red dragon sank into the cold surface of the ice sea.
-Lime.
On the cliff, the Sanwa tribe shook their heads. Slime was flying around.
When she looked back, she saw a slightly smaller number of warriors than when she came to the north. one person. two people. Three people. In all, seventy-four warriors died.
Among them were the high priest of the noble tribe and the chairman of the designated tribe.
-That’s great.
The Sanwa tribe, who yesterday was the second strongest warrior on this continent and today has become the first strongest warrior, smiled bitterly.
-Let’s go back to our hometown. Lime.
Sameslam.
Chairman of the 629th Hua River Council.
It was the first time in history that the Sanwa tribe became chairman.
[Stage clear!]
[The 37th floor stage has been cleared!]
A success without any help from any hunters.
That was the first moment in which a clear was achieved without the so-called ‘players’ intervening at all.
– Confucius.
‘hmm? What is it, Geomje nobleman?’
-Speaking of you, aren’t you forgetting a certain old man and the tribe he takes care of… ?
hmm.
Let me correct this.
It was possible that this was the first moment in which a clear was achieved without the so-called ‘players’ intervening at all.
‘Something about this sentence doesn’t really make sense to me… .’
Anyway, what does it matter?
Right next to me, the Black Dragon Lord said, “Ajaaaaa!!” I’m shouting, “I like it,” and crossing my arms and jumping around excitedly. I’m sure Cheon Mu-munju’s problem and Geomseong’s problem will be resolved well.
I smiled and decided to just bless those in the hologram for now.
‘Congratulations on independence. Hey guys.’
We are proud of our children more than anyone else.
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