Episode 116
It wasn't long after Ji Jin-hee received the report that Tae-hyun met the two Americans.
There was more to preparing to attack the Beomjinsa dungeon than just skill fusion.
It was when Taehyun stopped by the Alchemist Guild and requested a large amount of potions and returned home.
The front of the house was crowded with reporters trying to cover Taehyun, so I had no choice but to use my newly acquired 'shadow skin' to sneak in.
"… … !!"
As soon as I stepped inside, I sensed their presence.
As if they had to do it.
He was sitting on the sofa in a relaxed posture.
"Oh my, you're late. "Hero of the new Korea."
The blonde man waved his hand at Taehyun.
"… … ."
"With just this level of security. "Isn't it more surprising that they thought they would stop us?"
Gregor Gillespie said sarcastically.
Only then did Taehyun open his mouth.
"This is an unexpected guest."
It was an honest feeling.
America's national power level.
Their names are always preceded by the title of the strongest.
There are two such people in his house.
Wouldn't anyone be surprised?
But that wasn't the only reason Taehyun was surprised.
'also… The future has changed.'
This time.
In his previous life, Michael Gore visited New Korea not for himself, but to meet the association's president Ji Jin-hee.
There was also only one visitor, not two.
'It made headlines that the president of the association had a fight with Michael Gore.'
In a previous life, China won the friendly competition and easily unified Hong Kong and Taiwan.
It was natural for the United States to feel a sense of crisis.
They hastily promoted an alliance between New Korea and Japan, and succeeded in subduing Ji Jin-hee after a tense struggle.
'Could it be that the key came to me?'
Depending on Taehyeon's attitude here, the new Korea could either repeat the servile history of his previous life or write a new history.
Michael Gore smiled kindly as he looked at Taehyun thinking deeply.
It was because they thought Taehyun was on guard in front of them.
"You don't have to be too nervous. I just committed this rudeness because I was concerned about the gaze of reporters. "There were no bad intentions."
"Trespassers are America's national power. "It's strange that I'm not nervous."
Taehyun shrugged his shoulders and said.
"Hoo. "The little boy has quite a bit of guts, doesn't he?"
Gregor Gillespie raised his eyebrows.
He has yet to admit that Taehyun is on the same level as him.
Asians are good at trickery.
That's what I'm thinking.
At that time, Michael Gore suddenly approached Taehyun.
"You crossed the wall? "Player Kim Tae-hyun."
At the same time, a message window appeared in front of Taehyun.
Tiring.
[Skill use has been detected. I got caught in the ziggurat (S). It resists with mysterious power. There was some success in resistance. Magic power that cannot be resisted penetrates.]
'indeed. It's the world's best measurement skill.'
Michael Gore's skill Ziggurat (Z[ggurat).
Anyone who touches his skill has no choice but to show a status window, even if they are S grade or national power level.
'but.'
Smirk.
Taehyun looked confidently at his expression.
Michael Gore's face frowned as he used the skill.
'Even with my skills… 'I can't see the status window at all?'
The stats looked clear, but there were too many skills that were marked with question marks.
This was a rare situation in his entire life.
But he smiled again, trying not to show it.
"That's amazing. It's AA grade. "This is my first time seeing a rating like this."
"Nothing compares to you two."
Taehyun said in a pretentious tone.
"then. "Let's have a full-fledged conversation."
Michael Gore offered me a chair as if he were the owner of the house.
Taehyun did not refuse and sat down.
Gregor Gillespie watched as if he were dumbfounded.
* * *
The story wasn't long.
Michael Gore unilaterally said what he had prepared, and Taehyun just listened in silence.
"How is it? "I think it's not a bad offer for New Korea and for player Kim Tae-hyun."
"Please persuade me, President Ji Jin-hee, to accept Japan's demands. "That's what I'm saying in summary."
"Well, that could mean something like that."
Michael Gore smiled brightly.
"I refuse."
"Hmm… Is that so?"
America is behind Michael Gore.
What does it mean to reject such an offer?
Does this bold boy know?
'It doesn't look foolish... After all, age is something that can't be helped.'
He suggested it to Taehyun once again.
This time it's a little more detailed, and comes with a bit of a warning.
"You're making me say the same thing twice. "The answer is the same."
Once again a clear refusal.
Michael Gore tilted his head.
He promised the best treatment that the world's most powerful country could provide.
If only the president of the association, Ji Jin-hee, can be persuaded, not only personal honor but also the position of the next absolute leader of the new Korea will be promised.
You can reign as a king, not just a player.
How can you refuse such a reasonable choice?
I couldn't help but ask.
"Can you tell me why?"
"Nothing special. "It's because Association President Ji Jin-hee doesn't want to do that."
"… … ."
Michael Gore was speechless for a moment.
People who are more inclined to emotions than reason have clear limitations.
He realized that he was valuing Taehyun too highly.
"From what I heard, the president of the association, Ji Jin-hee, said that he cherishes player Kim Tae-hyun like his grandson. Is that wrong?"
Taehyun did not try to deny it.
"A person in the position of president of an association must be able to distinguish between public and private matters. "I have no intention of influencing the Association President's thoughts with my personal feelings."
"This is it… "Missing the future because of the problems of the past is a foolish choice."
"Such a foolish choice. "Sometimes it's more important than bending your pride."
"under… haha… ."
Michael Gore laughed for a moment at Taehyun's strong attitude.
Now that things were like this, he needed to take a hard line.
"Although it is unofficial. I am an envoy representing the United States of America. "Actually, I'm a little embarrassed because I didn't even consider the option of rejection."
"Fortunately, this is not America, but New Korea."
Taehyun did not lose and smiled brightly.
Michael Gore's face suddenly hardened.
Leisure was coming to an end.
At that time, Gregor Gillespie, who was quietly crossing his arms in the corner, shouted.
"shit!! "I can't listen to you anymore!!"
"… … ."
"Hey, Michael. "Let's just force them into submission."
"If you're going to say such barbaric things, just keep quiet."
"The reason I followed you wasn't to hear this old-fashioned story, right?"
"I didn't come here to boast about my barbarian nature."
"what?!!"
Gregor Gillespie growled at Michael Gore's scolding.
Kwajangchang. Pachang.
Just because he was so excited, a few dishes started to break.
'Why are they fighting amongst themselves?'
Taehyun clicked his tongue and shook his head excitedly.
It was obvious that if he stayed like this, his house would not survive.
"Calm down, guys."
"Shut up, kid!!"
Gregor Gillespie glared at Taehyun with murderous intent.
It was powerful enough to paralyze the entire body of an average S-rank player.
However.
Taehyun withstood the force without much thought and opened his mouth again.
"They say America is a country of conquerors."
"… … ?"
"What kind of bullshit are you talking about?"
Gregor Gillespie stepped up his growling life.
Slowly, dark red magic began to overflow from Taehyun's body.
Kugugoogung.
The moment when sparks are about to fly due to a clash of magical powers.
Taehyun suddenly calmed down.
and.
"Would you like to bet with me?"
"… … ."
"… … ."
Taehyun played an innocent boy.
* * *
Onsaemiro, one of the four major guilds of New Korea.
As it is called the best military guild.
There was a barrier installed at a great cost in the sparring hall within the guild.
After the duel between Tae-hyeon and guild leader Kwon Kang-hyuk a while ago.
With the help of Alchemists and Magicians, it was a barrier designed to withstand up to the level of national power.
Murmur.
The guild was crowded with people for the first time in a long time.
New Korea reporters as well as guild leaders of the four major guilds.
Ji Jin-hee, the head of the Players Association, came late.
They were all sitting in the stands at the sparring stadium with nervous expressions.
Kwon Kang-hyuk grunted, clashing his two fully regenerated fists together.
"Fuck you. "What kind of bet are you making in someone else's guild?"
"oh. "It was the guild leader who gave our guild VV [P] permission to player Taehyun Kim."
Kim Hye-yeon, the new vice guild leader, raised her glasses and said.
"no. VV [P and Nabal, if you make a mistake, the guild building could collapse."
It is a duel of national powers.
Even if the best barrier is installed.
Kwon Kang-hyuk instinctively sensed danger.
"Why don't you just promote the guild? "I also want to let you know that the guild leader is alive and well."
"Secretary Kim, no, I hope our deputy guild leader is calm."
"yes… ?"
"I am. Just standing here right now makes the hairs on my whole body stand up. Taehyun is that guy. "I don't know how much stronger I've become."
Thanks to the power of the saint, both arms have been perfectly regenerated, and the lost stats are steadily being restored.
Probably by the time the original stats are fully restored.
'I might be able to overcome a wall I couldn't overcome before.'
There was a time when I was confident and thought that way.
I thought I would be able to catch up with Taehyun quickly.
but.
'This isn't about climbing over a wall.'
Kwon Kang-hyuk clicked his tongue.
Even he, who was said to be the best tanker in New Korea, did not have the confidence to withstand a single blow from any of them.
at that time.
The host's voice rang through the speakers.
[From now on, we will begin the 1st 'New Korea-U.S. National Power Level' friendly match hosted by Onsaemiro Guild. Usually, one side would admit defeat. to… This time too, the skills of the two participants are among the best in the world. We have changed the rules a little. Whoever touches the floor with his back first or gets down on both knees will lose. This is something that both players Taehyun Kim and Gregor Gillespie have agreed to, so I hope there is no mistake. So from now on… !!]
A duel between players representing New Korea and the United States.
A bet began under the pretense of a duel.
* * *
"You've prepared a fun event. "I like it very much."
Gregor Gillespie spoke sincerely.
The logic of power is the ideal he pursues.
I really liked Taehyun, who created the ideal stage.
"I hope you like the results."
"Hehe. "Don't be pretentious about giving up the save."
"That's a good thing."
"… … ?"
"I just happened to have something I wanted to test."
Tiring.
[The Monarch's Awe (AA) has been activated. Specifies the opponent.]
'The Monarch's Mettle' was created by fusing the skills 'Paralysis' and 'The Knight King's Mettle'.
Kugugoogung.
That enormous force began to weigh down Gregor Gillespie.
"Kneel down."
Taehyun spoke as if giving a command.
"Fuck… ."
For Kwon Kang-hyuk, a bad memory came to mind.
I couldn't help but swear.
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