Worthless Regression Chapter 127

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Even though we were heading south, we couldn’t go straight south. First of all, everything I had to do in the north wasn’t over, and I wasn’t sure that the noble person I was going to meet in the north was Gwangcheonma.

Winter is not over yet. First of all, I had to stay in the north until this year. If this year ends, the period that the Holy Spirit spoke of will end, and after that, there will be no problem in leaving the North.

Just because it’s next year doesn’t mean we’ll be heading south right away. Next year… The 10 years promised to Wijihoyeon have been fulfilled. March 14, the central square of the large city of Roubes. That day, Lee Seong-min promised to meet Wi Ji-ho-yeon.

‘What will happen if I meet Wijihoyeon?’

I do not know. I met Wijihoyeon in the dungeon a few months ago, but we didn’t talk much at the time. but… I remember the story Wijihoyeon told at that time. A story about traveling together. When she reunites with Wizzy Ho-yeon in a few months, will she be able to go on her journey with him? So, could she go south with Wizzy Hoenn?

First of all, I bury my thoughts about him in my heart.

Seongmin Lee headed to Travia again with Gwangcheonma. He planned to make Trabia his base for the rest of the year, and he still had some personal business to attend to there. Through Aine’s attack, we learned that Frescan was entangled in Travia. Lee Seong-min, who did not have much time, did not want to miss this opportunity. In the great square of Rubes, he meets with Wiji Hoyeon, after which he must go down south to learn about Heju’s treasures and how to use his magic power. Almost a year would have passed for that alone, and if he missed the opportunity now, he wouldn’t know when he would meet Pres Khan again.

It is not without risk. The most disturbing one is Jennyella, the vampire queen. Lee Seong-min did not know about the relationship between Frescan and Jennyella, but he was bound to notice that he was fighting with Frescan in Travia, which was ruled by Jennyella.

“Domagsaramu… Domagsaramu… ”

Gwangcheonma, who was following Lee Seong-min, was reciting the spell that Lee Seong-min had taught him in a low voice. Seeing as she continued to chant those meaningless spells and even received slaps, Gwangcheonma had a surprisingly naive side that did not live up to her nickname and reputation. Seongmin Lee suddenly had a thought and asked Gwangcheonma.

“Elder. In your opinion, what level of strength do you think you have in this world?”

“huh?”

Gwangcheonma, who was chanting a spell, turned his head and looked at Lee Seong-min. The strength of Gwangcheonma that Seongmin Lee felt was real. Looking at his methods of handling his strength and improvisation, Gwangcheon Ma’s inaction was incomparable to his Wiji Hoyeon doppelganger. If Seongmin Lee had fought Gwangcheonma in the dungeon, he would have been killed before he could last even a few seconds.

“It’s a rainy day.”

What Lee Seong-min expected was Gwangcheonma’s arrogant answer, but Gwangcheonma just laughed.

“The world is wide.”

Gwangcheonma’s words muttered like that were mixed with bitter self-deprecation. Since he was expecting an arrogant answer, Gwangcheonma’s answer made Lee Seong-min a little embarrassed. Gwangcheonma laughed as he looked at Lee Seong-min’s face, which clearly showed his embarrassment.

“It’s natural to be curious about a warrior who has reached that level. What is the best in the world? What location is it in? you. “How old are you?”

“… “I’m twenty-three.”

“haha! At the age of twenty-three, I have passed the peak of transcendence and am seeing the realm of transcendence even from afar… I wonder how many people will trust you when you tell them your age. okay. “Your level is enough to be considered the best in the world.”

Gwangcheonma said that and raised the corners of her mouth and smiled.

“It’s enough to make you realize how absurd it is to be the best in the world.”

“… what do you mean?”

“Everyone has their own mountain. You won’t know until you stand on the top of that mountain. It’s just something you think about vaguely or with certainty. I came up pretty high. And you only realize it when you stand on the top of the mountain. “The mountain I climbed wasn’t that high, it was just one peak of a mountain range.”

Gwangcheonma said in a bitter voice. It was something he said to Lee Seong-min, but it was also something he said to Gwangcheonma himself.

“The world is wide. Maybe you already know. This world… In a world where non-humans roam, humans are not such great beings. People who live several to dozens of times longer than humans. I have devoted myself to martial arts for sixty years and have reached my current level. As a human being, if you have practiced martial arts for 60 years, you will not be defeated anywhere. But what would happen if a being who lives for hundreds of years devoted most of his life to martial arts training? “What if a being who devoted himself to martial arts training for hundreds of years even had genius talent?”

In those words, Seongmin Lee recalled the peaks of the extraterrestrial species he had encountered in the north. Jennyella, the vampire queen, has lived for 600 years. Joo Won, who was called Gwangrang, must have lived for hundreds of years.

“They are heaven outside heaven. “There are people who have lived for hundreds of years while being human, and there are also beings who were not human to begin with.”

Gwangcheonma said that and immediately took off his jacket. The image of an elongated sword was deeply engraved on her naked body.

“10 years ago. It was an injury suffered by Geomjon, one of the six nobles of Cheonoecheon. Even if it is my current position, I am not confident that I will be able to last even 100 seconds against Geomzon. maybe… Soon you too will meet Cheon Oecheon. “Because they want to test the newly emerged strong.”

Cheonoecheon and the Six Venerable Ones. Seongmin Lee had no choice but to sympathize with Gwangcheonma’s words. In his previous life, when he was a third-rate mercenary, he knew nothing. At the time, the pinnacle of the world that Lee Sung-min belonged to was Zeon, the head of the Corona mercenary group. But that Zeon died in vain at Frescan.

If you think about it, Lee Seong-min’s world has expanded greatly since Behenger. In his previous life, he met a series of great people he had never heard of, and through meeting them, Lee Seong-min realized how small his world was and how insignificant the existence of ‘I’ was. It’s just as Gwangcheonma said. Even if it is a peak, only by climbing to the top of that peak can you see how high other mountains are.

‘How high will you be?’

Wijihoyeon.

I sat with my legs crossed and looked at the person sitting across from me. He was wearing an old robe and a large hat. Wijihoyeon, wearing pitch-black clothes and a black dragon robe that he picked up in the dungeon, was overwhelming the space with his mere presence, even though he was still young. Not only that, she was showing off her secretive power and threatening her opponent, a man with a bloodthirsty robe.

However, he remained calm even while bearing the brunt of Wijihoyeon’s momentum. The two sat across from each other in the center of an old room with no customers and remained silent for a long time. It was the man who moved first. He slowly raised his hand and grabbed the teacup on his table.

“The car is cold.”

The man muttered. When the man’s hand touched the teacup. Steam rose from the cold car. The man slurped down the hot, cooled tea again and stared at Wijihoyeon’s face with his eyes under the hat.

“Is this something worth doing for a long time?”

the man asks. Wijihoyeon, who had his arms crossed, did not respond. She smiled and regained her momentum.

“It was sudden.”

“Most encounters are like that.”

The man let out a low laugh as he put down the teacup. He took off the hat he was wearing and put it down. The silver hair that was wrapped in the hat falls out and flutters. Wijihoyeon glanced at the man’s long, straight ears. He has a beautiful appearance and long, pointed ears that make it difficult to think of him as a man. The man was an elf.

“Celestial. “It’s an organization I’ve never heard of.”

“I guess so. But we are real.”

“Why do you want to put me in Cheonoecheon?”

“Because you have potential.”

The man showed his teeth and smiled. It was a sudden meeting. This guesthouse. Wijihoyeon came here by chance. While walking down the street, I was thirsty and hungry. So he came into the guesthouse without thinking, but from that point on, the man was already inside the guesthouse. Then he approached Wizzy Hoyeon and spoke to him.

Let’s do it together with Cheon Oecheon.

“It’s not that old-fashioned. “I was just annoyed.”

Wijihoyeon opened his mouth.

“And it’s unpleasant. you… You know me. “He was waiting for me here.”

“yes.”

“But I don’t know you. I don’t even know what Cheonoecheon is. “That’s why it’s so grumpy and unpleasant.”

“I apologize if I am late in introducing myself and I am offended.”

The man shrugged his shoulders.

“He is said to be Gwonjon, one of the six venerable sons of Cheonoecheon, who occupies the last position.”

Cheon Oecheon, Six Venerable Persons, Gwon Jon. Wijihoyeon opened his lips and muttered them. Although he seemed calm, Wijihoyeon was experiencing a bit of confusion. This is my first time hearing the name of an organization called Cheonoecheon. This is my first time hearing about people called Yukjonja and the nickname Gwonjon.

‘amazing.’

It’s already been 10 years since I’ve been living in Eria. Wijihoyeon has never experienced any difficulties in his life in this world. The crisis was the same. Everyone that Wijihoyeon met was weaker than Wijihoyeon. The dungeon’s boss monster was extremely strong, but that monster was also weaker than Wijihoyeon.

But what about the man in front of you? It was his first time seeing a race called elves, but that did not mean Wijihoyeon was ignorant of elves. Elf. A race that lives for up to 1,000 years under the protection of the forest. Wiji Hoyeon tilted his head and asked.

“I wasn’t offended because I didn’t know who you were. The Sixth Gentleman, the Honorable One… “What I’m curious about is not that, but what on earth are Cheon Oecheon doing?”

“We are not pursuing something. just… Isn’t it appropriate? When you stand at the top of a field, you inevitably feel lonely. “That solitude often leads to madness.”

Gwon Jon said that with a smiling voice.

“I have already lived for four hundred years. For most of the four hundred years, I devoted myself to martial arts… Hehehe! I can’t help but go crazy. A race called elves live too long. Even I, who have lived for four hundred years, have more time left to live than I have lived so far.”

“go away.”

Wijihoyeon responded to Gwon Jon’s words by nodding his head. The smile Gwon Jon was wearing disappeared.

“… “Did I hear wrong?”

“no. I heard it right away. go away.”

Wijihoyeon said that and grabbed the teacup in front of him. She drank her cold tea in one gulp and stood up.

“I have no desire to be with those guys who gathered for that ridiculous reason. And that’s it. Those who try to avoid answering by giving reasons like that are bound to get upset.”

“You can’t teach me everything from the beginning, right?”

Gwon Jon adjusted his expression and said. Wijihoyeon burst out laughing at those words.

“look. There’s a reason I can’t say it out loud. you… It stinks. “A very bad smell.”

“I guess I took the wrong approach.”

Gwon Jon muttered that and stood up. The blood jacket that Gwonjon was wearing began to shake violently. Prayer, which had seemed quiet, went wild and a mountain-like momentum arose around Gwon Jon.

“I thought it was a child with potential, so I tried to comfort him… You are so rude. “It would be a good idea to teach them etiquette before putting them in a quiet place.”

“You are so strange.”

Wijihoyeon burst out laughing and said.

“I said no and insulted him like this. What you’re thinking about is not killing me, but trying to get me into heaven somehow. Why… “Why are you trying to put me in such a difficult position?”

Gwon Jon did not answer. Wiji Ho-yeon chuckled and smiled at Gwon Jon, who showed strength, then raised his hand and held his nose.

“I told you. “It stinks.”

I also smell blood. The smell coming from the kitchen. From the moment Wijihoyeon entered the guesthouse, there was no one in the guesthouse except Gwon Jon. There were only two teacups left lying around. I am not angry at the fact that the innocent inn owner and his family were killed. However, it’s just annoying to try to restrict yourself in this way.

“And Malseok?”

Wijihoyeon raised his hand. The black dragon gun wrapped around Wijihoyeon’s arm.

“You are the one who is rude.”

The building collapsed with a loud laugh.

fantasy,