Two bangs, two bangs, two bangs.
a one-sided series of two-toot-toot-toot-toot-toots
The Great Sword produced a tremendous roar. It was useful for the bank not to collapse immediately.
Kim Se-yeon only managed to avoid it. Fortunately, I didn't have any intention to respond first.
"Huh. It's a long flight. "Emina is not a goblin, but a flying squirrel is your soul name"
It's like saying that it's useless to say that it's barely reached for the rest of your life.
Kim Se-yeon's presidential campaign slightly reversed the desperate atmosphere. It even caused the illusion
of being on par with the enemy.
"As expected, Kim Seyeon..."."
"Ha, it doesn't get pushed at all It's the plague!"
There was a wind of hope.
A high school girl's tightrope performance instilled a fighting will in people.
"Go! Kim Seyeon!""
"Kim Seyeon! Kim Seyeon! Kim Seyeon! Kim Seyeon!"
Even bank employees shouted the name Kim Se-yeon. It was a name that carried all the remaining lives.
"…I'm in trouble. I'm done with the slightest slip."
Only Park Jin-sung coldly specified the situation.
It's heavy.
The name values that I want to take on are too heavy. And the enemy is too strong to carry other names.
Even a monstrous partial dam would not have felt such a stifling weight.
"Hmm."
Even if Park Jin-sung orders himself, people won't listen and they can't even listen. If then,
"Hoo. Lee Seung-hwa, listen to me carefully. Right now, right now, we need to get away quickly."
"Huh? What are you talking about all of a sudden?"
"Running up is the best thing for now. Whether you're hiding in the bathroom, in the cabinet, or under your
desk, the longer you can hold on, the better."
Park Jin-sung has been hiding behind Lee Seung-hwa and the battlefield.
I was lucky to go to the back door vending machine. At this position, you can force a distance.
"Your section chief is holding out. Don't you think it's better to attack when it's a whistle like this?"
"It's not a whistle."
"What are you talking about?"
Lee Seung-hwa swallowed with such a serious gaze. It was a look of pressure.
'That garbage....'
2nd Battalion, 10th Squadron, 3rd Squadron, Byun Ki-young. A squad leader frowned at the back of Park
Jin-sung's head.
I've always thought I was unlucky, but I was very, very exceptional today. As I was wandering behind Park
Jin-sung, a plague broke in.
'That garbage is right.'
As Park Jin-sung said, we need to run away quickly right now.
Byun Ki-young, who unintentionally looked at Park Jin-sung, was able to deeply sympathize with the timing
that Park Jin-sung ordered.
'Hh. I'll make sure you survive.'
"Lee Seunghwa, do you understand? Running away helps the partial dam... Huh? Boo, the squad dam?!"
The eyes of the squad leader and the F-class third-minute squadron met. Byun Ki-young neatly ignored Park
Jin-sung and ran to the emergency stairs toward the back door.
"Did you hear that? Squad dam!"
"You should drop a flying squirrel" Don't hug me?"
Crushing.
Kim Se-yeon, who had always been conscious of the blade, was beaten on the side of the sword. The game to
avoid the Grand Sword was extremely difficult, but there was only one opportunity and only one coin.
"Argh!"
It was a bug caught in a fly swatter. Stuck in the wall as it was, he had to force a handful of blood to vomit.
"...."
The shouts of Kim Se-yeon disappeared like a lie.
Of course, the despair created by trampling on hope is stronger than the usual rising despair.
People's eyes wandered from place to place. Despair turned into horror at the moment of desperation.
"Emina, are you still able to escape?"
"Cough, hoo, hoo, cough, try it out."
"Yes, I will. I will."
As soon as the Great Sword went up again,
"Everyone, spread outOh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Everyone's consciousness gathered toward the back gate, where there was a sense of excitement.
"Oh, my. Park Jinseong?"
"Huh? What's with that ganna?"
Originally, Park Jin-sung's cry, which would not even look at it, caused the people who had shrunk a lot. "Wow, wow!"
"Run away!"
The students and platoon members all started running to their death. The same was true of older and older
employees.
There was only one upstairs to escape anyway. The scene was almost like when the toilet was flushed.
I'm on my way to the emergency stairs.
The plague members waited leisurely for the order of the great black man. The pathetic expressions hidden in
the hood were a bonus.
"Huh. There's a colleague who's mentally functioning. Don't you think so, comrades?"
"Your orders."
"Get all of them."
Long live the Democratic People's Republic of Korea."
Members who made a short salute climbed the emergency stairs one after another.
"Yeah, goblin Emina. What's the point of dragging it on? Don't you think so?"
"…well done, trainee."
"Oh, you've come to your senses"
Park Jin-sung's cry worked wonderfully for all the battalions.
Kim Se-yeon was given time to wake up and variables to make situations for students.
In addition, since he ordered only to catch him, he is likely to catch him alive. It's okay as long as you work
hard and drag out time.
"I love the strong energy. Now that I see it, it was a very useful emina. What do you think? You don't want to
come into my arms?"
"Hmph. It's all right, Gannah."
Kim Se-yeon said, waving her hand in an exaggerated manner.
"I'm afraid I'm covering my head, but if I take it off, it's worth seeing."
"Hoo. Just tell me your name. Because I don't even know your name and I don't want to say no."
"That's good. You've revealed everything."
"Do you want me to say it quickly
"My name is Kim Il-jung, the sun of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea, who will liberate the U.S.-
made South Korea."
Kim Il-jung said, slowly taking off his hood with the remaining hand, still holding a large sword in one hand.
He looked like he had no fat just by looking at his face with his side hair neatly raised. Nevertheless, the
impression of North Korean leaders remained the same.
"North Korea…Kim Il-jung…?"
"I'm surprised you don't look that old I'm going to be the sun at an early age next year, and I have a lot of
trouble, big and small."
North Korea's Workers' Party Chairman, North Korea's Supreme People's Assembly Representative, and
North Korea's Supreme People's Army Commander.
The Plague, the Vice-Chancellor of the Organization for Humanity.
A real monster who got all these titles by himself.
"Why is Kim Il Jung like this?".'
The root of all the evil that exists globally was in front of Haeundae Yeo So-won.
The fact that Kim Il-jung was a plague was something that even other powers did not know. So far, there has
been a state of suspicion but no physical evidence.
Kim Il-jung admitted in front of a high school girl that the entire nation was an anti-human terrorist group.
"Huh. Will Kim Il-jung pay a bounty? Hoo. How much was it for each high treason criminal?"
It was a bluff. Even Kim Se-yeon, who was so bright, was shaken by the big fact.
"Why are you shaking all of a sudden, Emina? That's why I can't take off my head."
"Wow... I'm going to buy Tteokbokki with Park Jin-sung with the money I caught. Thank you. I'll enjoy the
food."
"Huh! You have the guts! I just had to change my attitude."
Kim Il-jung was also excited inside.m. state of excitement.
Gozo, there was a reason why I ordered this body to attack. Should I say I'm the head of the class?"
Originally, there is no time for the head of a country to rob in this way. The policy made by Chief Pest was
very unconventional.
The difference in position is different from that of one pawn.
At first, I thought, "Why is Kim Il-jung sending herself to the second seat?" It didn't even tell the purpose
properly.
But look at the state of South Korea now.
I didn't expect such a strong soldier to grow in such a remote place. The chief of staff had a fierce side as
expected.
"Maybe you meant to step on the buds in advance? It's a good thing you brought your plague comrades. I'm
touched, Eminay. The young Emina was the most militant here."
"I was surprised that the sides of the sword hurt more than I thought. I almost regretted getting hit."
"Huh? Wait a minute. "Emina, you fell down on purpose, didn't you?
"I found you, my knife."
Kim Se-yeon has deliberately avoided the attack. It was actually dangerous, but I had to get a sword
somehow. The other hoods didn't have time to deal with in the first place. There was a need to secretly organize
movements without noticing.
I even considered the distance to fly when I was hit. He gave up the attack at the right time, but it was a
damage that far exceeded the prediction.
"Well, I finally got him."
Park Jin-sung's move provided a sword to the swordless prosecutor.
"What?"
"I'm still immature, so I need a knife."
Kim Se-yeon's pressure on the knife has changed.
[White jade goblin]
World Soul Rating System (IDEA): A
A white jade goblin is represented on the body of a poet.
Current Generation Goblin: Sword Expert Intermediate
Overall combat capability: A (B↑))
* * *
The main building was quite tall, with 30 stories.
There were no people in the entire building because I reserved a joint class. It's a little hard to say thanks, but
it was possible to risk my life very neatly.
"Oh my god!""
"Follow me."
"Let go! Let go of this!"
The fastest runner was caught before climbing the 15th floor. Half of the people had already been caught at
this point.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god."
The background is the men's restroom on the 5th floor.
Park Jin-sung and Lee Seung-hwa were huddled on the toilet. I was going to wait for the hoods to go up here
at the station.
"Hmmm. Maybe because it's a bank, the toilet is very clean."
"Jinseong, Woo, don't we have to hurry up and go up?"
"That's all right. First of all... Yeah, take a deep breath first. (Laughing)
Everyone except Kim Se-yeon was afraid of the current situation. Some people were half-awake when they
saw the ketchup of the bodyguards splashing.
"Jinseong, are you okay?"
"What? What do you mean?"
Lee Seung-hwa was attracted to Park Jin-sung's ease in the first place. However, at this point, it seemed to be
completely different, rather than calm.
'This is not the mentality of a high school student....'
"The lowest floor is the safest. Most of the hoods are going to jump up, so I think maybe a couple of them
will sweep downstairs."
"Hey, then why don't you sweep all the hoodies from the beginning?"
"Oh, I didn't think about it. That's a big deal."
"...."
I thought it was great from the time I decided to run away, but the loopholes were surprisingly great.
However, contrary to Lee Seung-hwa's thoughts, the reason why Park Jin-sung did not run away was
elsewhere. It was the result of not judging himself as being hunted.
Park Jin-sung already made up his mind when he saw Kim Se-yeon fighting for her life.
"Let's run away, Jinsung." Huh? What are you two doing, C and F?"
"Do you think Lee Seunghwa has a level in his soul?"
"Oh? What are you talking about?"
"I overheard it last time. When I was a kid, I used to say that I had D-level combat capabilities."
"I see... but what's the use of it in this situation?"
"Then isn't Idea an absolute standard for people after all? You don't have to be depressed because you're stuck
in a class."
Walking, walking.
Some footsteps began to be heard on the other side of the lonely hallway.
"Oh, it's coming. What should I do? The hood is coming."
"Lee has a good idea. It's much better than something like me. You can add all sorts of modifiers if you want
to."
"Shh. Please be quiet, Jinsung."
"If you believe me, do as I say from now on."
"What..."
Park Jin-sung grabbed Lee Seung-hwa's ear and whispered.
That buck.
The sound of footsteps in the hallway has already come into the bathroom. The black hood contrasted to the
bright bathroom lights.
"Gannah, come flying out. The Lord hates munchies."
"It's a really delicious dialect. Can you teach me, too?"
Park Jin-sung laughed as he poked his face through the crack in the door.