Chapter 331
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To go to the spirit world, you must go through the estate of Adelwhite.
To reach Adelwhite’s estates, the streets are long, but they must pass through the collapsed Lagrange. It is a treacherous journey.
Androa says that the neutral god can cast long-distance teleports, bringing travelers traveling between portals and portals to their will.
Kim Sungchul, of course, has the power to fight neutral gods and other gods, but it will be difficult for the ordinary to endure.
Nevertheless, he must move forward.
A world without Bertelgia can no longer be imagined.
Adelwhite, whom he knew, was clearly a good man, but it alone is unconvincing to entrust Bertelgia to her.
Departing on Androa’s back, he decided to select the minimum number of people to join with Kim Sungchul.
When Kim Seong-chul arrived on the main island of the floating islands, he found a small clash between the people of the floating islands and the coalition forces.
The officer was called and asked about the superiority of the chain of command.
In other words, humans began to fight with such a trivial question of who was above and below. If you take a step away, it’s nothing.
But if you left it as it was, the fight was likely to grow. I’m forced to obey, but the rich are still the loyal people of Kromgald.
Man and man’s intervention is the most annoying law.
Compared to its importance, it takes too much time and nerves. Kim Sungchul Now there is no room for concern.
The time is urgent. At this very moment, Kromgald will be doing some work to become the fifth Lord.
However, if he just leaves the rich islands, the Allied and rich peoples may have bloody fights between humans in the last shelter.
‘Will human nature remain unchanged?’
Kim Sungchul found a familiar face in the distance while wandering around the marina thinking about a solution.
‘Huh? What is that woman? ‘
Bertelgia called her sister who is good at singing.
There was Clarice. She wandered under the fleet carrying refugees, asking the same questions for each person she met.
“What if? Haven’t you seen your grandfather look like this? My name is Kurt Assam and I limp a little. ”
Her hands were painted freezing, but the portrait was clearly expressed portrait of grandfather.
Kim Sungchul turned her back for a while.
The disorganized mind was felt in order.
It was once again clear what to do.
At the moment, a sharp trumpet sound and a loud bell sounding like the heavens and earth were about to leave.
“The Nahaq has appeared!”
“It’s a huge number!”
“What are the fleets and wizards doing?”
The attitudes of foreigners and wealthy men were also sharply divided here. The foreigners who had already seen hell in LaGranze acted relatively gravely, but the people of the rich islands reacted sensitively to the game.
In the direction of the wind, a group of joins appeared to cover the sky.
The number is about ten thousand people.
Kim Sungchul Of course, not all of them are from allied forces who fought against barbarians.
Kim Sungchul The feared wealthy soldiers also stood in front of the people and looked at the joining army with indifferent eyes.
Soon a group of joins flew over this way. Kim Sungchul I found a small black feathered guy in the center of the joining group.
“Hey! Smasher! How is it? The greatness of my army? ”
Maracia landed in front of Kim Seong-cheol with everyone holding her crumbs larger than her body.
A sharp but strong, imposing joiner was silently escorting their king on both sides.
Kim Sungchul saw it and said with a faint smile.
“You’re a good story?”
“Of course! These black feathers are the proof of the true king, but the story won’t work! ”
There was a beautiful join with blue feathers, which was clearly distinguished from other joins, alongside the majestic Maracaia.
Kim Sungchul At first glance, the female join was able to recognize that he was the head of the join of the rich islands.
Kim Seong-cheol looked at her and asked.
“Is it true that you have Maracaia as king?”
The blue feather join nodded and replied. Then she briefly explained why they left the continent and flowed here.
Thousands of years ago, when the curse of annihilation swept the continent and even Maraki, the prince of Nahaq, was cursed of extinction, the king of his time took all measures to save Marrakech and his people.
Some traveled across the continent in search of the floating archipelago, a fantasy paradise, and some recklessly confronted the disaster itself.
In the end, however, the king’s choice was the remains of the ancient gods that had long been in control.
The king heard the promptings of the ancient gods and sacrificed hundreds of thousands of lives for him, but it was the punishment of order and the downfall of the kingdom.
The kingdom fell, and the king himself was swallowed up by the ancient gods, becoming the soul’s pervert.
Kim Sung-chul’s death in the kingdom of joining was the vice king of Marrakech.
Fortunately, a group of joins in search of the rich islands found them.
But there were indigenous people. Kromgard took his servants. Two different races inevitably faced fierce competition for survival.
The overall power was much higher on the chromed side, but winged joins had wings. They are based on floating reefs and undiscovered floating islands, and have continued to fight hard to date.
“…. But God helped us and the true king came to us on our own, so we can only have goodbye and prosperity to the Nakha. ”
The blue feather join said in a confident voice.
Kim Sungchul corrected this.
“How can there be goodbye and prosperity in a perishing world?”
Kim Sungchul said that and walked to Marrakech.
Marakia looked up at Kim Sung Chul.
Still proud, though, Marakia’s eyes showed deep respect for Kim Sung-chul.
From the time he was holy, he was treated specially after waking up from the egg.
Everything obeyed him, and he became king of nothing.
Although Maracaia had a father-in-law, he also treated him as a special, divine being, not as a son.
In such circumstances, Maraciah grew up to be a grim king with a proud and cruel absolute power.
When he woke up from a long sleep for thousands of years, he held on to his former half body.
But that was the start of a decisive change due to a company’s accidental encounter.
Perhaps it was the first time.
They were born with black feathers and treated him as a person rather than a king.
Kim Seong-cheol and Bertelgia.
At the same eye level, they gave Marakia the life of an ordinary person. Maracia was with them and learned how to hang with them in moderation and changed from a divine being to a person.
Now the man who taught him to think as a man is about to leave his side.
“I will go east.”
The conflict that is now taking place in the rich archipelago is too complicated, difficult and time consuming for him to resolve.
Obviously, the fate of those who survived is an important issue, but it is not a task that Kim must solve.
Kim Sungchul chose Marrakech as the right person.
The only king Marakia, except for himself, who signed the 49th issue, has the qualifications, the qualities, and the strength.
“Do not entrust the lives of those who are left to you.”
Marrakech is a wise man.
He noticed what Kim had hoped for him at once and nodded.
“Who have eyes to see?”
Kim Sungchul, speaking calmly, looking at everyone watching him.
“From now on, the administration and defense of the rich islands will be left to Marakia, king of Nahaq.”
The crowds that heard it rose.
Particularly, the floating army, which had a permanent war with Join, responded furiously.
Kim Sungchul silently whispered to Marrakech, staring at the inhabitants of the rich archipelago.
“Marakia. Reassure them. ”
Marakia nodded and stood before Kim Sung-chul.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the king with black feathers and wings.
Kim Seong-cheol would have been a burden, but the crowd was a familiar opponent to Marakia.
Marakia’s powerful and clear voice rang clear over the floating islands.
“I am well aware that there has been a long dispute between us here and humans. But now is a time of jeopardy. The world is falling apart day by day, and the wicked immortals who do not tolerate us are filled with ideas to kill us and place them on their altars. In this current reality we are not very different from the fish out of the water. ”
Marakia’s voice had the power to ring the hearts of the ordinary as well as join. Humans, who were watching the king of black feathers with a sense of rejection, began to listen to the words of Marakia.
The presence was enormous, but in the end, it was a tenderness and appeal that could not be felt by Kim Seong-chul, a man of charm 28.
Marakia spoke eagerly, feeling the attention of the crowd facing him.
“I, the king of extinction, promised. In the future, our joins will not harm any human being without justifiable reasons, and treat all human beings without distinction. So we must work together to fight the world we do not want. ”
Maracia spread wide black wings that were still less grown. A faint elasticity erupted among the crowd who saw the glossy black wings spread out.
Maracaia finished his speech, looking down at the crowd, joins and humans.
“There is only one hope I want now. One day, when the crusher Kim Seong-chul comes back here, we all survive together so that we can welcome him here in an unchanging fashion. ”
Maracaia’s aspirations are not so great.
But in the words of survival, the power of the perishing people was ringing.
Kim Sungchul felt a sudden sign behind him.
This is possible and there is only one being who can clap.
Kim Sungchul listened to the voices of the dogs that followed.
“Not Marrakech. It’s so cool! ”
Applause, which began with a dog, was transferred to the joining members, and then to the Allies and refugees.
The people of the rich archipelago were still half-believers, but when Marakia first approached a child of the rich archipelago who looked at half fear and half curiosity, he held his hand and touched his wings. Torn down the wall and accepted the winged king.
It’s only a small start, but Marrakech would do it well. Maracaia is as old as Kim Seong-chul.
‘It’s a recipe. This new guy. ‘
I am definitely a friend.
I’m a little sorry for the crunch in the meantime, but it’s a lot because I gave a lot.
Kim Sungchul was able to start the journey to the east with peace of mind, leaving behind work for Marakia.
The Red Line Silfide started with farewells by joins, refugees and residents of the rich islands.
The crew, as before, decided to take on Tygon Bosborot and his priests.
Marakia yelled at Kim Sung-chul at the forefront of the farewell.
“Must come back with that damn book! Smasher! I will repay you in one cry! ”
Kim Sungchul replied with a smile.
“I won’t keep you waiting so long. If I get back, if at least one innocent person dies, I will pluck all your feathers. ”
Laughter-threatening threats are sometimes more scary than intimidating facial expressions. Maracaia was surprised and stepped back to make a distinctive cute sound.
“Bee! . ”
A cheerful bell rang out to announce the departure.
Kim Sungchul Kicked Marakia’s shoulder with a smile and turned around and climbed over Silpid.
“Good wind.”
Tygon, now a mariner, smiled and spread the sails.
With the hopes of all, Silpid left the rich archipelago.
In the distance came the dragon’s po-enzyri.
Androa’s.
The magnificent roar in Kim Sung Chul’s ear sounded like a blessing to the voyage, which may be the last.
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To go to the spirit world, you must go through the estate of Adelwhite.
To reach Adelwhite’s estates, the streets are long, but they must pass through the collapsed Lagrange. It is a treacherous journey.
Androa says that the neutral god can cast long-distance teleports, bringing travelers traveling between portals and portals to their will.
Kim Sungchul, of course, has the power to fight neutral gods and other gods, but it will be difficult for the ordinary to endure.
Nevertheless, he must move forward.
A world without Bertelgia can no longer be imagined.
Adelwhite, whom he knew, was clearly a good man, but it alone is unconvincing to entrust Bertelgia to her.
Departing on Androa’s back, he decided to select the minimum number of people to join with Kim Sungchul.
When Kim Seong-chul arrived on the main island of the floating islands, he found a small clash between the people of the floating islands and the coalition forces.
The officer was called and asked about the superiority of the chain of command.
In other words, humans began to fight with such a trivial question of who was above and below. If you take a step away, it’s nothing.
But if you left it as it was, the fight was likely to grow. I’m forced to obey, but the rich are still the loyal people of Kromgald.
Man and man’s intervention is the most annoying law.
Compared to its importance, it takes too much time and nerves. Kim Sungchul Now there is no room for concern.
The time is urgent. At this very moment, Kromgald will be doing some work to become the fifth Lord.
However, if he just leaves the rich islands, the Allied and rich peoples may have bloody fights between humans in the last shelter.
‘Will human nature remain unchanged?’
Kim Sungchul found a familiar face in the distance while wandering around the marina thinking about a solution.
‘Huh? What is that woman? ‘
Bertelgia called her sister who is good at singing.
There was Clarice. She wandered under the fleet carrying refugees, asking the same questions for each person she met.
“What if? Haven’t you seen your grandfather look like this? My name is Kurt Assam and I limp a little. ”
Her hands were painted freezing, but the portrait was clearly expressed portrait of grandfather.
Kim Sungchul turned her back for a while.
The disorganized mind was felt in order.
It was once again clear what to do.
At the moment, a sharp trumpet sound and a loud bell sounding like the heavens and earth were about to leave.
“The Nahaq has appeared!”
“It’s a huge number!”
“What are the fleets and wizards doing?”
The attitudes of foreigners and wealthy men were also sharply divided here. The foreigners who had already seen hell in LaGranze acted relatively gravely, but the people of the rich islands reacted sensitively to the game.
In the direction of the wind, a group of joins appeared to cover the sky.
The number is about ten thousand people.
Kim Sungchul Of course, not all of them are from allied forces who fought against barbarians.
Kim Sungchul The feared wealthy soldiers also stood in front of the people and looked at the joining army with indifferent eyes.
Soon a group of joins flew over this way. Kim Sungchul I found a small black feathered guy in the center of the joining group.
“Hey! Smasher! How is it? The greatness of my army? ”
Maracia landed in front of Kim Seong-cheol with everyone holding her crumbs larger than her body.
A sharp but strong, imposing joiner was silently escorting their king on both sides.
Kim Sungchul saw it and said with a faint smile.
“You’re a good story?”
“Of course! These black feathers are the proof of the true king, but the story won’t work! ”
There was a beautiful join with blue feathers, which was clearly distinguished from other joins, alongside the majestic Maracaia.
Kim Sungchul At first glance, the female join was able to recognize that he was the head of the join of the rich islands.
Kim Seong-cheol looked at her and asked.
“Is it true that you have Maracaia as king?”
The blue feather join nodded and replied. Then she briefly explained why they left the continent and flowed here.
Thousands of years ago, when the curse of annihilation swept the continent and even Maraki, the prince of Nahaq, was cursed of extinction, the king of his time took all measures to save Marrakech and his people.
Some traveled across the continent in search of the floating archipelago, a fantasy paradise, and some recklessly confronted the disaster itself.
In the end, however, the king’s choice was the remains of the ancient gods that had long been in control.
The king heard the promptings of the ancient gods and sacrificed hundreds of thousands of lives for him, but it was the punishment of order and the downfall of the kingdom.
The kingdom fell, and the king himself was swallowed up by the ancient gods, becoming the soul’s pervert.
Kim Sung-chul’s death in the kingdom of joining was the vice king of Marrakech.
Fortunately, a group of joins in search of the rich islands found them.
But there were indigenous people. Kromgard took his servants. Two different races inevitably faced fierce competition for survival.
The overall power was much higher on the chromed side, but winged joins had wings. They are based on floating reefs and undiscovered floating islands, and have continued to fight hard to date.
“…. But God helped us and the true king came to us on our own, so we can only have goodbye and prosperity to the Nakha. ”
The blue feather join said in a confident voice.
Kim Sungchul corrected this.
“How can there be goodbye and prosperity in a perishing world?”
Kim Sungchul said that and walked to Marrakech.
Marakia looked up at Kim Sung Chul.
Still proud, though, Marakia’s eyes showed deep respect for Kim Sung-chul.
From the time he was holy, he was treated specially after waking up from the egg.
Everything obeyed him, and he became king of nothing.
Although Maracaia had a father-in-law, he also treated him as a special, divine being, not as a son.
In such circumstances, Maraciah grew up to be a grim king with a proud and cruel absolute power.
When he woke up from a long sleep for thousands of years, he held on to his former half body.
But that was the start of a decisive change due to a company’s accidental encounter.
Perhaps it was the first time.
They were born with black feathers and treated him as a person rather than a king.
Kim Seong-cheol and Bertelgia.
At the same eye level, they gave Marakia the life of an ordinary person. Maracia was with them and learned how to hang with them in moderation and changed from a divine being to a person.
Now the man who taught him to think as a man is about to leave his side.
“I will go east.”
The conflict that is now taking place in the rich archipelago is too complicated, difficult and time consuming for him to resolve.
Obviously, the fate of those who survived is an important issue, but it is not a task that Kim must solve.
Kim Sungchul chose Marrakech as the right person.
The only king Marakia, except for himself, who signed the 49th issue, has the qualifications, the qualities, and the strength.
“Do not entrust the lives of those who are left to you.”
Marrakech is a wise man.
He noticed what Kim had hoped for him at once and nodded.
“Who have eyes to see?”
Kim Sungchul, speaking calmly, looking at everyone watching him.
“From now on, the administration and defense of the rich islands will be left to Marakia, king of Nahaq.”
The crowds that heard it rose.
Particularly, the floating army, which had a permanent war with Join, responded furiously.
Kim Sungchul silently whispered to Marrakech, staring at the inhabitants of the rich archipelago.
“Marakia. Reassure them. ”
Marakia nodded and stood before Kim Sung-chul.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the king with black feathers and wings.
Kim Seong-cheol would have been a burden, but the crowd was a familiar opponent to Marakia.
Marakia’s powerful and clear voice rang clear over the floating islands.
“I am well aware that there has been a long dispute between us here and humans. But now is a time of jeopardy. The world is falling apart day by day, and the wicked immortals who do not tolerate us are filled with ideas to kill us and place them on their altars. In this current reality we are not very different from the fish out of the water. ”
Marakia’s voice had the power to ring the hearts of the ordinary as well as join. Humans, who were watching the king of black feathers with a sense of rejection, began to listen to the words of Marakia.
The presence was enormous, but in the end, it was a tenderness and appeal that could not be felt by Kim Seong-chul, a man of charm 28.
Marakia spoke eagerly, feeling the attention of the crowd facing him.
“I, the king of extinction, promised. In the future, our joins will not harm any human being without justifiable reasons, and treat all human beings without distinction. So we must work together to fight the world we do not want. ”
Maracia spread wide black wings that were still less grown. A faint elasticity erupted among the crowd who saw the glossy black wings spread out.
Maracaia finished his speech, looking down at the crowd, joins and humans.
“There is only one hope I want now. One day, when the crusher Kim Seong-chul comes back here, we all survive together so that we can welcome him here in an unchanging fashion. ”
Maracaia’s aspirations are not so great.
But in the words of survival, the power of the perishing people was ringing.
Kim Sungchul felt a sudden sign behind him.
This is possible and there is only one being who can clap.
Kim Sungchul listened to the voices of the dogs that followed.
“Not Marrakech. It’s so cool! ”
Applause, which began with a dog, was transferred to the joining members, and then to the Allies and refugees.
The people of the rich archipelago were still half-believers, but when Marakia first approached a child of the rich archipelago who looked at half fear and half curiosity, he held his hand and touched his wings. Torn down the wall and accepted the winged king.
It’s only a small start, but Marrakech would do it well. Maracaia is as old as Kim Seong-chul.
‘It’s a recipe. This new guy. ‘
I am definitely a friend.
I’m a little sorry for the crunch in the meantime, but it’s a lot because I gave a lot.
Kim Sungchul was able to start the journey to the east with peace of mind, leaving behind work for Marakia.
The Red Line Silfide started with farewells by joins, refugees and residents of the rich islands.
The crew, as before, decided to take on Tygon Bosborot and his priests.
Marakia yelled at Kim Sung-chul at the forefront of the farewell.
“Must come back with that damn book! Smasher! I will repay you in one cry! ”
Kim Sungchul replied with a smile.
“I won’t keep you waiting so long. If I get back, if at least one innocent person dies, I will pluck all your feathers. ”
Laughter-threatening threats are sometimes more scary than intimidating facial expressions. Maracaia was surprised and stepped back to make a distinctive cute sound.
“Bee! . ”
A cheerful bell rang out to announce the departure.
Kim Sungchul Kicked Marakia’s shoulder with a smile and turned around and climbed over Silpid.
“Good wind.”
Tygon, now a mariner, smiled and spread the sails.
With the hopes of all, Silpid left the rich archipelago.
In the distance came the dragon’s po-enzyri.
Androa’s.
The magnificent roar in Kim Sung Chul’s ear sounded like a blessing to the voyage, which may be the last.
To go to the spirit world, you must go through the estate of Adelwhite. To reach Adelwhite's estates, the streets are long, but they must pass through the collapsed Lagrange. It is a treacherous journey. Androa says that the neutral god can cast long-distance teleports, bringing travelers traveling between portals and portals to their will. Kim Sungchul, of course, has the power to fight neutral gods and other gods, but it will be difficult for the ordinary to endure. Nevertheless, he must move forward. A world without Bertelgia can no longer be imagined. Adelwhite, whom he knew, was clearly a good man, but it alone is unconvincing to entrust Bertelgia to her. Departing on Androa's back, he decided to select the minimum number of people to join with Kim Sungchul. When Kim Seong-chul arrived on the main island of the floating islands, he found a small clash between the people of the floating islands and the coalition forces. The officer was called and asked about the superiority of the chain of command. In other words, humans began to fight with such a trivial question of who was above and below. If you take a step away, it's nothing. But if you left it as it was, the fight was likely to grow. I'm forced to obey, but the rich are still the loyal people of Kromgald. Man and man's intervention is the most annoying law. Compared to its importance, it takes too much time and nerves. Kim Sungchul Now there is no room for concern. The time is urgent. At this very moment, Kromgald will be doing some work to become the fifth Lord. However, if he just leaves the rich islands, the Allied and rich peoples may have bloody fights between humans in the last shelter. Will human nature remain unchanged?' Kim Sungchul found a familiar face in the distance while wandering around the marina thinking about a solution. Huh? What is that woman? Bertelgia called her sister who is good at singing. There was Clarice. She wandered under the fleet carrying refugees, asking the same questions for each person she met. What if? Haven't you seen your grandfather look like this? My name is Kurt Assam and I limp a little. Her hands were painted freezing, but the portrait was clearly expressed portrait of grandfather. Kim Sungchul turned her back for a while. The disorganized mind was felt in order. It was once again clear what to do. At the moment, a sharp trumpet sound and a loud bell sounding like the heavens and earth were about to leave. The Nahaq has appeared! It's a huge number! What are the fleets and wizards doing? The attitudes of foreigners and wealthy men were also sharply divided here. The foreigners who had already seen hell in LaGranze acted relatively gravely, but the people of the rich islands reacted sensitively to the game. In the direction of the wind, a group of joins appeared to cover the sky. The number is about ten thousand people. Kim Sungchul Of course, not all of them are from allied forces who fought against barbarians. Kim Sungchul The feared wealthy soldiers also stood in front of the people and looked at the joining army with indifferent eyes. Soon a group of joins flew over this way. Kim Sungchul I found a small black feathered guy in the center of the joining group. Hey! Smasher! How is it? The greatness of my army? Maracia landed in front of Kim Seong-cheol with everyone holding her crumbs larger than her body. A sharp but strong, imposing joiner was silently escorting their king on both sides. Kim Sungchul saw it and said with a faint smile. You're a good story? Of course! These black feathers are the proof of the true king, but the story won't work! There was a beautiful join with blue feathers, which was clearly distinguished from other joins, alongside the majestic Maracaia. Kim Sungchul At first glance, the female join was able to recognize that he was the head of the join of the rich islands. Kim Seong-cheol looked at her and asked. Is it true that you have Maracaia as king? The blue feather join nodded and replied. Then she briefly explained why they left the continent and flowed here. Thousands of years ago, when the curse of annihilation swept the continent and even Maraki, the prince of Nahaq, was cursed of extinction, the king of his time took all measures to save Marrakech and his people. Some traveled across the continent in search of the floating archipelago, a fantasy paradise, and some recklessly confronted the disaster itself. In the end, however, the king's choice was the remains of the ancient gods that had long been in control. The king heard the promptings of the ancient gods and sacrificed hundreds of thousands of lives for him, but it was the punishment of order and the downfall of the kingdom. The kingdom fell, and the king himself was swallowed up by the ancient gods, becoming the soul's pervert. Kim Sung-chul's death in the kingdom of joining was the vice king of Marrakech. Fortunately, a group of joins in search of the rich islands found them. But there were indigenous people. Kromgard took his servants. Two different races inevitably faced fierce competition for survival. The overall power was much higher on the chromed side, but winged joins had wings. They are based on floating reefs and undiscovered floating islands, and have continued to fight hard to date. . But God helped us and the true king came to us on our own, so we can only have goodbye and prosperity to the Nakha. The blue feather join said in a confident voice. Kim Sungchul corrected this. How can there be goodbye and prosperity in a perishing world? Kim Sungchul said that and walked to Marrakech. Marakia looked up at Kim Sung Chul. Still proud, though, Marakia's eyes showed deep respect for Kim Sung-chul. From the time he was holy, he was treated specially after waking up from the egg. Everything obeyed him, and he became king of nothing. Although Maracaia had a father-in-law, he also treated him as a special, divine being, not as a son. In such circumstances, Maraciah grew up to be a grim king with a proud and cruel absolute power. When he woke up from a long sleep for thousands of years, he held on to his former half body. But that was the start of a decisive change due to a company's accidental encounter. Perhaps it was the first time. They were born with black feathers and treated him as a person rather than a king. Kim Seong-cheol and Bertelgia. At the same eye level, they gave Marakia the life of an ordinary person. Maracia was with them and learned how to hang with them in moderation and changed from a divine being to a person. Now the man who taught him to think as a man is about to leave his side. I will go east. The conflict that is now taking place in the rich archipelago is too complicated, difficult and time consuming for him to resolve. Obviously, the fate of those who survived is an important issue, but it is not a task that Kim must solve. Kim Sungchul chose Marrakech as the right person. The only king Marakia, except for himself, who signed the 49th issue, has the qualifications, the qualities, and the strength. Do not entrust the lives of those who are left to you. Marrakech is a wise man. He noticed what Kim had hoped for him at once and nodded. Who have eyes to see? Kim Sungchul, speaking calmly, looking at everyone watching him. From now on, the administration and defense of the rich islands will be left to Marakia, king of Nahaq. The crowds that heard it rose. Particularly, the floating army, which had a permanent war with Join, responded furiously. Kim Sungchul silently whispered to Marrakech, staring at the inhabitants of the rich archipelago. Marakia. Reassure them. Marakia nodded and stood before Kim Sung-chul. Everyone's eyes turned to the king with black feathers and wings. Kim Seong-cheol would have been a burden, but the crowd was a familiar opponent to Marakia. Marakia's powerful and clear voice rang clear over the floating islands. I am well aware that there has been a long dispute between us here and humans. But now is a time of jeopardy. The world is falling apart day by day, and the wicked immortals who do not tolerate us are filled with ideas to kill us and place them on their altars. In this current reality we are not very different from the fish out of the water. Marakia's voice had the power to ring the hearts of the ordinary as well as join. Humans, who were watching the king of black feathers with a sense of rejection, began to listen to the words of Marakia. The presence was enormous, but in the end, it was a tenderness and appeal that could not be felt by Kim Seong-chul, a man of charm 28. Marakia spoke eagerly, feeling the attention of the crowd facing him. I, the king of extinction, promised. In the future, our joins will not harm any human being without justifiable reasons, and treat all human beings without distinction. So we must work together to fight the world we do not want. Maracia spread wide black wings that were still less grown. A faint elasticity erupted among the crowd who saw the glossy black wings spread out. Maracaia finished his speech, looking down at the crowd, joins and humans. There is only one hope I want now. One day, when the crusher Kim Seong-chul comes back here, we all survive together so that we can welcome him here in an unchanging fashion. Maracaia's aspirations are not so great. But in the words of survival, the power of the perishing people was ringing. Kim Sungchul felt a sudden sign behind him. This is possible and there is only one being who can clap. Kim Sungchul listened to the voices of the dogs that followed. Not Marrakech. It's so cool! Applause, which began with a dog, was transferred to the joining members, and then to the Allies and refugees. The people of the rich archipelago were still half-believers, but when Marakia first approached a child of the rich archipelago who looked at half fear and half curiosity, he held his hand and touched his wings. Torn down the wall and accepted the winged king. It's only a small start, but Marrakech would do it well. Maracaia is as old as Kim Seong-chul. It's a recipe. This new guy. I am definitely a friend. I'm a little sorry for the crunch in the meantime, but it's a lot because I gave a lot. Kim Sungchul was able to start the journey to the east with peace of mind, leaving behind work for Marakia. The Red Line Silfide started with farewells by joins, refugees and residents of the rich islands. The crew, as before, decided to take on Tygon Bosborot and his priests. Marakia yelled at Kim Sung-chul at the forefront of the farewell. Must come back with that damn book! Smasher! I will repay you in one cry! Kim Sungchul replied with a smile. I won't keep you waiting so long. If I get back, if at least one innocent person dies, I will pluck all your feathers. Laughter-threatening threats are sometimes more scary than intimidating facial expressions. Maracaia was surprised and stepped back to make a distinctive cute sound. Bee! . A cheerful bell rang out to announce the departure. Kim Sungchul Kicked Marakia's shoulder with a smile and turned around and climbed over Silpid. Good wind. Tygon, now a mariner, smiled and spread the sails. With the hopes of all, Silpid left the rich archipelago. In the distance came the dragon's po-enzyri. Androa's. The magnificent roar in Kim Sung Chul's ear sounded like a blessing to the voyage, which may be the last.
