253 – King of Knights (4)
“Does your power have any side effects?”
Side effects?
At Merlin’s words, I thought about the qi of reverse heaven.
The power to deny everything.
This power that denies everything except oneself is not just a convenient power.
“I don’t think so far.”
“Thank God. That kind of power usually wants something in return.”
I quietly nodded at Merlin’s words.
“In my case, I reproduce part of the garden used by the king. With just that, all kinds of curses age my body. This beard is proof of that.”
Merlin straightened his beard.
“Actually, this is not even a side effect. To use his power and receive only this amount of side effects.”
Merlin said that and made a hard expression.
Looking ahead.
“King, that way is not the way.”
“…… Is it.”
The King of Knights slowed down and walked with us.
*
All kinds of dimensions overlap in the place called Earth.
A myriad of things have come down. Beings called gods and beings called heroes.
And one of them visited England.
If the King of Knights is the King of Knights.
In Northern Europe, there is a being called the king of warriors.
Sigurd, the warrior who pierced the heart of the evil dragon Fafnir.
Jerking around.
I was guided by the seed. This country, which prides itself on being a kingdom of knights, recruits low-ranking heroes called hero initiates.
However, this so-called initiate was quite strong.
‘No, that’s not what’s important.’
Sigurd remembered his purpose for coming here.
Seoha Lee.
Search for the existence called Seo Ha Lee, the savior.
His lover, Brunhild, would understand better than he did, but Odin sent his prophet himself.
That’s why it was a problem that had to be dealt with.
“Whoops, did you really miss me?”
“…… This is in response to the summons.”
“At times like this, Ersil, I missed you. I have to say.”
I heard the sound of lovers quarreling.
Golden hair and starry eyes. The proud illusionist of the Merhen family, Ersil Merhen.
There was a man next to him.
A tax-free handsome man.
He wore black short sleeves over black slacks that didn’t match, and a simple hoodie over it.
There are strange patterns on the hoodie, and black gloves are worn, and the color does not match.
But that face erases everything.
I felt like a halo came from behind.
“Oh, someone else is here.”
“…… This is Sigurd.”
“Huh? Do you know Sigurd-sama too?”
Sigurd looked at the peerless handsome man. He mentioned his name.
Odin’s Great Warrior.
Champion instead.
But what made it even more appealing was that the man spoke their language.
“Nice to meet you. I am Odin’s warrior Sigurd.”
“This is Seoha Lee.”
“Savior, Lee Seo-ha. Know.”
I felt embarrassed by Sigurd’s words.
A savior is better than a nickname called Black Flame Dragon. But the tinnitus also stimulates something embarrassing.
‘It’s not a bad thing.’
There is also a tickling feeling, but now the shame is overwhelming.
“I have a lot of expectations for you in this subjugation. Me too…… Our Lord is also very interested.”
Odin.
Seoha Lee remembered the name.
The other day, when we invaded the territory of the Nazi Empire, we used the annihilation.
Zeus and Odin. Both beings responded to their annihilation.
‘What about now?’
Seoha Lee habitually touched the hilt of the sword.
The hilt of the Black Sky Sword. At first, it was to keep Dark Heaven’s mouth shut, but it soon became a habit.
As usual, he opened his mouth while touching the hilt of his sword.
“It’s an undeserved interest.”
“What? Not quite like that.”
Sigurd walked while saying that.
“Are we going to the meeting room now?”
“Yes, there are quite a few people waiting.”
“I guess.”
Sigurd laughed.
I can feel tremendous momentum beyond the door.
Some were ferocious like beasts, and some were proud like running water.
And.
I don’t know what Seoha Lee looks like.
I didn’t feel anything even though I was in front of it. Like a phantom. If I hadn’t talked to the existence of Ersil, I might have overlooked it.
I kept my eyes on Sigurd.
A person who will become Kim Seo-hyun’s mentor. But now it is impossible. Because Kim Seo-Hyun passed on his memories while absorbing everything of the divine woman.
‘I can’t guess.’
I looked at Sigurd.
With the talent of his sword body, he cut through his presence. It was possible to make a stealthy maneuver, but I don’t know if Sigurd noticed it or not.
Pounding.
My heart skipped a beat. As if responding to one’s lineage.
If Kim Seo-hyun and the priestess were created based on the dragon’s heart, that being is a little different. He killed the evil dragon and soaked up the evil dragon’s blood.
“You are a pretty good fighter.”
He spoke in a haughty tone.
Her ebony-like hair hung down long. A face that contains the opposite concepts of innocence and coquettishness. As if having fun, the Heavenly Demon estimated Sigurd with her eyes that were curved.
“You look quite human. As soon as you come to this world, your eyes will be happy.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Where I was, there was very little of this level.”
While saying that, the Heavenly Demon picked up some French fries and ate them.
“What I like most of all is the food. There are many delicious things in this world.”
“Here.”
“Thank you… gulp…… Whoa. I don’t know anything else, but this McCall thing is really good.”
“…… Ghost, devil.”
She looked at Lee Seo-ha with eyes that were afraid of Ersil.
Lee Seo-ha put on a sad expression.
This is not something she gave her because she wanted it. Cheonma, who makes martial arts like Kim Seo-hyun, was greatly influenced by Kim Seo-hyun.
Sol’s Eye, McCall, Mint Chocolate Milk… He passed on those monsters to the Heavenly Demon.
However, even though they are delicacies from Moorim, Cheonma, a human being in the Middle Ages, who had little concept of spices, ate them deliciously.
I found out later, but by then it was already too late.
The Cheonma’s taste was on the same level as Kim Seo-hyun’s, or it had evolved beyond that.
“England’s guilt is so deep.”
“…… I cannot refute this.”
Ersil looked at Lee Seo-ha with a puzzled look.
*
As soon as you arrive at the conference room.
Something magical happened.
‘Don’t deny it.’
I accepted the magic.
This is not the kind of thing that would harm me.
Rather, it’s more like magic that helps with interpretation.
I calmed down and looked around.
The meeting room was pretty fun.
It was full of gazes trying to measure me. He also had curious eyes.
“Is that the famous savior?”
“This is absurd. Can’t read anything Is it true that the Sword Saint was single-handedly punished?”
“Most of the guys here are above grade… ….”
“Did the human spirit finally come into existence?”
All eyes were on the person who made the last remark.
“The returnee had the talent to become a human being. His fault was that he loved humans too much, loved them, and protected them while ignoring the world’s restrictions.”
“So you think the author will follow suit?”
“It’s just my opinion.”
I ignored the others and took my seat.
“This is my seat.”
“Hmm.
Seohyun Kim and the Heavenly Demon sat on the seats to my right and left, respectively.
“…… Have you become more of a monster?”
“Did you just think I was playing?”
Kim Seohyun smiled brightly at Ersil’s question.
I looked at Seohyun Kim.
I used to pretend to be a boy, but now I’ve completely changed into a girly girl.
He tied up his hair down to his waist, making it more like a bob, and, as if he had no intention of hiding his chest, he was out and dressed boyishly.
“Bewitched a real man and turned him into a woman.”
“What are you talking about?”
I was startled by Ersil’s words.
Seohyun Kim smiled meaningfully.
As if it doesn’t matter if another woman falls for this.
“I think most of the people who came came.”
Said the person seated in the center of the conference room.
The old man with the same golden hair as Ersil and a cold expression spoke solemnly.
“Let’s start the meeting now.”
“Do you have a meeting? I have gathered this much power.”
I looked around.
Most of the beings were high ranks, probably drawing most of the power of mankind.
Not too long ago, I saw Hassan, the hero of the Middle East, whom I met in Japan.
‘It’s been a while.’
As soon as Hassan’s eyes met, he bowed his head at me, saying that with his mouth.
Then, the people around them looked at Hassan with a surprised look.
I can’t remember the name, but I’m the type with a lot of pride, so I went in a little hard from the beginning, but that was correct.
“The opponent is a Nazi. It is a country that has survived for more than half a century against the whole world and shows off its strength.”
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“I think it would be best to hit the head first.”
As I spoke softly, all eyes were on me.
Interest, trouble… I tried to say it, but I held back.
“Head?”
“It’s meaningless no matter how much you catch the magic soldiers. It would do much less damage to pick the elite and hit Hitler than to catch them.”
This method is because I am actually a tremendous genius at strategy. That’s not the reason.
When you capture the Nazi Empire, the least damaging and surest way is to see the Nazi leadership with a few elite people.
All other personnel are pushed back and made to deal with the magicians.
However, as soon as this agenda was presented, the expressions of most of the people in the conference room turned bad.
‘It’s a big risk.’
It’s a good method, but if it fails, the damage is enormous. Because the person chosen as an elite must face Hitler unconditionally.
The head of the evil empire.
Its name is deeply imprinted in Europe.
However, most of the characters here.
‘It’s meaningless.’
To put it bluntly, among the personnel here, there are no people who could not be called the elite.
Each one of them is directly managed by the state and receives special treatment.
“That operation looks very dangerous.”
“I agree. After all, most of the kids here are chaff who are treated as prizes, aren’t they?”
With a condescending voice, he provoked the heroes around him.
An existence that does not hide its ferocious magic like a beast.
“You want to defeat Hitler with at least a superlative configuration? Isn’t it really dangerous if he summons his in-laws or something?”
“You sound frivolous. But the meaning is correct. The Nazis are preparing for their final battle. I hate to agree with him, but…… The option to decapitate Hitler with the elite is a good option.”
“Aren’t all the guys here doing one strand at a time anyway? Since there are such people, most of them are people with strong egos. Even if you come up with an amazing strategy, there are many people who won’t follow it.”
“I agree.”
Sigurd added his hand.
“Anyway, the minimum qualification is a reward for beating Hitler. Others are mentally attacked and unable to move properly. So that’s the best way.”
“She agrees with the original woman.”
The Heavenly Demon raised her hand.
“You, b*tch. What tricks are you using your hands for?”
One of the frowning beings looked at the Heavenly Demon with a frown.
Among the people who agreed with that plan, no one was weaker than himself, so it seems he was aiming for the Heavenly Demon.
“Fun.”
The Heavenly Demon did not show an unpleasant atmosphere about the dispute. Rather, she looked at her man with a funny smile.
“Even if this era or that era, the process or outcome may be different, in the end, power is everything.”
The Heavenly Demon rose from her seat.
“Come on, kid. I’ll teach you a few things.”