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In this country full of glory for a thousand years, there was a being called Gunung.

He was like the hope of the people. Although he was a commoner, he was appointed as a free knight with high academic achievement, and because of his good looks and good personality, he formed close relationships with those who were said to be the best, defeated 20 suitors and married a beautiful young lady.

The people were enthusiastic about his actions, which could only be said to have spawned dragons from Gaecheon.

high honor. Luxurious prom. wealth and power. All the things commoners could not even dream of were his. Thirsty commoners saw him and felt vicarious satisfaction full of thirst. Although a little crooked, they loved him.

And when Gunung refused all the glory and decided to work for the insignificant soldiers, he became everyone’s idol. The commoners felt as if they were one with him…

just as the royal family had planned.

Gunung was a face madam to alleviate the people’s dissatisfaction. As the originality grew day by day, the royal family decided to create a representative who would attract the public’s attention.

In that miserable yet glorious position, a fairly strong and well-mannered warlord was selected.

Everything was given to Gunung in exchange for following the orders of the royal family and knight nobles. A lofty reputation, a loving woman, and a comfortable mansion.

But he was burdened with everything he was given. A feeling of ill-fitting clothes seized him. No matter how much he washed or changed his clothes, no matter how much he waved at the cheering citizens, he could not shake off the cramped feeling.

Because the one watching him was him in his poor and fierce days. He couldn’t be comfortable anywhere.

Tormented by guilt, he decided to at least stick to his mission.

On the stage where knights were the protagonists of the battlefield, the role of soldiers was lower than that of housekeepers.

He was a porter, a carpenter, and a laborer. It was also a bait or a few words to decorate the epic.

When the bored knight went hunting, the soldiers chased the beast with pots and blankets. Even if the cornered beast tore his body apart, he was not allowed to fight back. Because the glory of thrusting a spear through the beast’s neck belongs only to the knight.

When a knight spears an animal like that, the dead soldiers only appear in songs honoring the feats of the knights.

Feeling sorry for the soldiers in such a situation, Gunung did everything he could. They provided food for starving soldiers, abolished bad habits, organized organizations, and supplied supplies.

Instead of chasing the tails of the knights, they built bases, paved roads, and dug canals. Support for the common people also went out steadily. to gain popular support.

He also trained so that the existence of a soldier would not become obsolete. If you have the minimum amount of force, you won’t be easily consumed.

The noble knights who had been deprived of their all-round, unpaid servants who could work full-time were dissatisfied, but Gunung mobilized all of his personal connections and managed to calm it down. In particular, it was thanks to Patraxion, who was a close friend. Gunung’s military power was outstanding, but not the strongest, so if it wasn’t for the superb singing, he would have been dueled.

No matter what, Gunung was faithful to those who believed in him. to the king and to the soldiers. I was just sincere.

Contrary to the evaluation of posterity, he did not have blind hatred towards the royal family. He had only responsibility.

One day when I was like that.

He was too loyal to the soldiers who followed him to reject the mutiny.

In the end, Gunung had to destroy the royal family.

Everyone cheered in the ashes of the castle. The fallen knights who were injured and abandoned, the knights who followed Patraxion, the oppressed crowd and soldiers. They rejoiced at the hopeful future.

Hearing their cheers, Gunung fell into dark thoughts.

Although he recklessly quit his job, Gunung did not have the ability to lead the country.

In fact, no one in the world has the ability to lead a country. The only thing that made Gunung a little better than the king was that he realized it himself.

Gunung quickly grasped his subject and came to a conclusion. If you don’t have the ability to lead the country, let’s borrow it for a while.

Fortunately, there were those who ruled the world without paying much attention to worldly power. Ask them for help and they will show you the way.

After resolving the confusion to a minimum, Gunung entrusted his men with missions and left.

A place that leads all in the name of a faith that reigns but does not rule.

towards Seonghwangcheong.

“…he’s coming.”

-And Yuel, the saint of farsightedness, ‘observed’ all of that.

The deepest part of Seonghwangcheong. A secret and sacred space that only a saint can step into. In a land where cracked light seeps in through cracks in the gray bricks and where an icon honoring the first saint blesses everyone.

The saintess of far-sightedness withdrew her gaze from watching him.

After the first saint, a true prophet, died on the cross, a saint appeared in the Celestial Church. Although they were saints of different backgrounds, ages, looks, and abilities, they had only two things in common.

one being a woman.

The other is that their ability is related to foreknowledge.

“Now, reading the letter he is sending to the Seonghwangcheong, it seems that he wants to reach out to the Seonghwangcheong for help.”

Among them, Yuel, the saint of farsightedness, had simple yet powerful abilities.

clairvoyance.

The power to see everything in the world from a single seat. Eyes that see the future that has not reached this place yet.

If revealed to the world, the power that would shake the country and turn the heavens and the earth upside down resided in that small body. She’s still a young saint, but anyway.

Yuel, who was waiting for an answer, looked puzzled as the silence continued. A beautiful garden came into view instead of a thousand li away.

A place where the water flowing from the statue graciously wets the land and flowers and vines play beautifully. A sacred, holy, and even unexplored place.

And there, a girl with ebony hair was sitting in a rocking chair and dozing off.

No other painter in the world can capture this scenery. The paintings he drew must have a sacredness that is difficult to explain in human language.

Indeed, it seems to prove God in itself. Even those who do not believe in heavenly gods are likely to fall to their knees. The piety beyond beauty creates a mysterious atmosphere.

A scene of faith and faith manifested. Yuel, who was stunned for a moment and looked at it, belatedly came to his senses and called her.

“Are you the saint of the sky?”

When I asked again, the girl who closed her eyes slowly opened her mouth.

“I declined, Yuel.”

Heavenly Saint Maiel.

this that happened

Sleeping Prophet.

The tallest woman in the Seonghwangcheong answered in a benevolent voice.

“Didn’t Yuel look bad for you for too long? Sorry for bothering you. It was a historically important moment, so I borrowed the power of UL. The situation is over, so stop paying attention to him now. It’s the season when the aurora is beautiful, so take a break while looking at the ice of the North Sea…”

Yuel couldn’t keep up with his words and asked again.

“yes? Are you rich? rest?”

“Ah, wasn’t ‘now’ the season for auroras?”

It is a way of speaking that is disconnected from reality as if in a dream. Anyone with a common-sense mindset would smile and wonder if they hadn’t woken up yet.

However, if the opponent is a saint of the sky, an existence beyond common sense. The criteria for judgment change. I have to question my common sense and trust her blindly.

Because what she saw was not a dreamscape… it would be a future that ordinary humans do not yet know.

“It’s okay, Yuel. After a few months, Yuel got used to my way of speaking. I’ve become so used to it that you give me all your face. What is it? So, for now, just say that and let it go.”

“Yes, yes…”

Yuel, who was still young, answered while confused by Mayel’s words.

“Then what about him…?”

When Yuel hesitated to ask about Gunung, Mayel smiled. He spoke in a smooth and soft voice as if he was reading Yuel.

“He was taken care of by me. There is nothing to worry about. Everything flows as the saintess in the beginning foretold.”

He is not speaking of his own will, but rather speaking of what he has seen and heard from the future. So there is nothing wrong with saying it in the past tense. It’s in the past from Mayel’s point of view.

In other words, Gunung’s request has already been ‘rejected’. He will come back in a week, but Seonghwangcheong’s answer has already been decided.

“Okay, Yuel? Purify your body and mind by contemplating the beautiful sights available now. I did it because I needed it, but I regretted it a lot. I was confused about Yuel’s age, so I made him watch the fall of the kingdom and the death of the king. It may have been too stimulating for Yuel, who is still young.”

“Oh, the saint of the sky…”

“A week? It takes a damn long time to get here from there. To waste a week of my precious lifespan. I miss you child So Yuel goes to bed too. Thank you for waking me up… Oh, this is a greeting in advance!”

Mayel smiled kindly and then began to doze off again. It is a soft and friendly celebration. Yuel lowered his head and retreated, not wanting to disturb the heavenly saint’s sleep.

Yuel passed through the garden and returned to the room. To her room, which is cozy, warm, and rich.

There were a total of three rooms, and the largest room was full of all kinds of junk that was hard to guess. These were toys that would not have been guessed at by ordinary people, or things that YUL discovered with his clairvoyance. Yuel, who was full of curiosity, begged to bring the item, and Seonghwangcheong faithfully responded to the saintess’ request.

The second room is a living room with a desk and chair. Of course, there were also old vases, bizarre-looking plants, and precious books from all over the world. Even so, the room was cramped, so UL picked and picked them, and the rest are carefully stored in the Great Library of Rakion.

The third room was where Yuel stayed for the longest time. bedroom. It is also a cozy room with a huge bed that fills the room. Yuel lay down on the bed as always.

That bed was a small world for Yuel. Yuel, who has clairvoyance, lies in bed and contemplates all things. With the power of clairvoyance, Yuel turned his gaze to a place other than here.

UL did not see the North Sea.

What was reflected in her eyes were the people singing hope in the collapsed kingdom… and Gunung, who was spurring to this place. Yuel smiled involuntarily.

‘I refused.’

Suddenly, the words of the heavenly saint appeared in Yuel’s head, and the smile on her lips faded.

“You?”

There is a ripple. It’s Captain Abbey’s voice. I woke up with a feeling similar to when I woke up.

“No matter how much I called, there was no response. Are you okay?”

“iced coffee. I must have fallen asleep. Have you arrived?”

“Positive. However, I was worried because there was no response even after you landed. Was the shock of landing great?”

“I guess so.”

“Did you faint? Maybe because the main building is heavy…?”

“yes. So, exercise regularly. I get fat because I’m stuck in my room and just do voyeurism.”

For the sake of Captain Abbey’s health care, he gave me stern advice to become blood and not flesh. Leaving the downcast Captain Abbey behind, I looked left and right.

I can’t see anything. I will need light

“Seth Lee. lux.”

A faint light came from the fingertips and illuminated the passage. A stone door is visible at the end of a dark and cramped passage.

“That place?”

“…Positive. The main officer found this sight in the memory of Yuel, a communications soldier. This is definitely the right place.”

“hmm. There doesn’t seem to be any pitfalls.”

Well, if you invade the headquarters and search this place, halfway traps won’t be meaningless. If there is a trap underground like this, you are more dangerous.

Anyway checkmate. In a place so deep, there is nowhere to run. Either me or the military.

I knocked on the stone door and said.

“now. Now that you know what’s inside, let’s open the door.”

but no response Mind reading can read the mind, but that person’s will is not here. Attention is being paid to manipulating angels.

In order to properly use mind reading, you must turn the other person’s nerves back to you. Historia can be dangerous if left alone, so I should go in and slap her in the face.

“I exercise my skills. Captain Abbey, stay out of the way for a moment.”

A stone door under the ground. It’s a perfect condition to use earth magic. He opened both hands and placed them close to the corner to use earth magic. A skill that can sink or float if it belongs to the earth. My strength is weak, so it’s very slow to use when fighting, but when moving heavy objects, there’s nothing like this.

I felt a dull vibration and the stone door opened slowly.