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Chapter 70

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Wonmyeong Elementary School was at the beginning of an uphill road away from the main road.

The road, normally only used by young students, became a bustle. Stores that were stationery stores were occupied by war merchants from early on, and those who did not set up flimsy sales stands along the roadside.

In that respect, Tsugal was on the lucky side. One of the only three commercial buildings belonged to him.

“300 shots is a ridiculous price. So I will cut the back seat and take only 500 shots, sir.”

Tsugall’s tone was quite different.

It wasn’t that he was saving face as much as his elevated status. Due to the nature of the place where they are currently located, they had to be polite to anyone, because you never know who might be the owner of a strong ability.

Tsugal didn’t know everything about all the talented people in the world.

“Then let’s meet in the middle. 400 shots.”

There was no shortage of time, and we were able to secure enough quantity. It wasn’t the old Tsugall who was f*cking around in the black market.

“Time is money. I will yield at this point.”

A large profit remains in one transaction. Such transactions were taking place without a break during the day.

‘Disaster is a piece of sh*t. It’s a blessing!’

Tsugall responded eagerly, squealing in delight.

Although there was no body left, time was truly gold. It was at one point. Customers suddenly started to leave with a buzz.

Tsugal, who checked outside with the group, also had no choice but to stick out his tongue.

There was a person who was receiving people’s attention in one body.

Blood Lord Ma Yong.

In his tall, upright posture and cold eyes that seemed to hold swords, a dignity that could never be felt in a photo came out.

At the point where even the Blood Lord Ma Yong appeared, Tsugal realized that it was a disaster level situation once again.

At that time, Lee Su-mi snapped her fingers in front of Tsugal’s eyes.

“Aren’t you going to do business? I’ll go in.”

“ah! sorry. I was waiting for you anyway.”

Tsugal put money first, so he welcomed Sumi Lee inside.

Sumi Lee welcomed the inside of the store, which had become sluggish.

“It’s quiet like a long time ago.”

“Did you just see it? I am the blood lord. Blood Lord.”

Lee Soo-mi looked back and muttered as if it were bland.

“Tarde venientibus ossa.”

It was a noble pronunciation that sounded like magic language. Lee Soo-mi didn’t know what it meant and even said it to Tsugal, who laughed.

“The only thing left for the latecomers is their bones.”

“That is a noble word. Wizard.”

Tsugall agreed, then let out a hurriedly startled voice.

“You’re late, are you late?”

“Did I say that?”

Sumi Lee playfully made a different statement.

“new year… … Are you sure the attack is over? You obviously said that.”

It has only been two weeks since it was declared a disaster. Considering the risk and scale, it was too early to mention the strategy.

But looking back, it didn’t make any sense. There must have been so many people who had been waiting for the disaster class to appear, so all kinds of people gathered.

‘Even if it’s just me, I folded everything as soon as I got up and ran right away. It can’t be over already!’

Firepower was concentrated more than usual, and financial resources overflowed.

Lee Soo-mi happily looked at Tsugal’s expression, which suddenly darkened.

“You’d better start early while you can sort things out. I can’t count how much information it is. yes?”

Tsugal couldn’t hear Sumi Lee’s words properly. When Sumi Lee snapped her fingers again, Tsugal’s body trembled.

“What if the taste buds go already? We haven’t even finished our calculations.”

“Ahh… … thank you What should I say to thank you? I was thinking about that.”

“What about my tricolor sari?”

“Of course I was prepared. It’s hard to find, but I tried my best.”

“I heard you’re doing the best lately, is that true? I can hit it with it.”

“Yeah? Polar poles harvested only in the mainland. extreme extreme extreme. A super rare magic plant is the tricolor sarira.”

“cute. Listen who’s trying to teach who? Anyway, I think the calculations will be pretty close. How much do you think I saved you? It’s okay if a merchant called you can’t calculate.”

Tsugall couldn’t argue. It was because the information was credible as the other party was the other party.

“… … Are you keeping it until the official announcement? You have to give me time to organize it, and the calculations will be correct.”

“Then do we really have to hurry? Because it seems like there are only a few hours left. What are you doing. Hurry up.”

Tsugal screamed and ran into the storage room.

While Tsugal went to get the tricolor sari, an uninvited guest came in.

“Are you a whisper of fragrance? I heard you were here.”

“Greetings are over. I kind of know who he is. Blood Lord.”

Lee Soo-mi responded calmly, but it would be a lie if she said she wasn’t surprised.

“I wondered why you had to come all the way, but in fact, I had something to do with you, right? It’s such an honor.”

“When did you see that?”

“Did you mean it in a good way? That kind of attitude is really bad.”

While having such a rather sharp conversation, a man came in following the Blood Sadaeju. He took off his hood, revealing a lush face with a rough beard and scars.

ah!

As soon as Lee Soo-mi saw him, she straightened her disheveled hair without a chance to be surprised.

The man in front of me was an opponent who had to be so formal that even a single strand of hair falling down his face could not be tolerated.

The bold cases he solved and the battles that turned the tide of the battle deserve respect from those on the other side.

Lee Sumi had evaluated him that way. It is about the achievements he has made, regardless of himself and who is stronger among them.

“thanks. thank you, lord You made a very good first impression on us.”

Eun-rang-gun reprimanded blood-sad lord. After that, he gave Lee Su-mi a polite look.

“Wizard. I will apologize on your behalf. I am a Moorim person named Geumyang.”

“Why don’t you come in first. This is Soo-mi Lee.”

“Isn’t the main character supposed to come in late?”

Lee Su-mi thought that Eun-rang-gun’s smile and laughter were more wonderful than expected.

“I have come a long way because I have something to ask of you.”

Eunrang-kun hesitated to speak and checked his back. Seeing him like that, Lee Su-mi personally locked the door. Deciding that that was not enough, she even recited a long magic spell to seal the entrance and sound and returned.

“Now we are alone. What is it? I will listen.” 】

[The writer has completed (The strongest person in the world who only has self-interest, episode 21). ]

[Artist’s evaluation: A way to take a break is also necessary. ]

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Eunrang-gun headed for Lee Soo-mi with the Blood Sadaeju? that’s a possible story.

But is the attack on Wonmyeong Elementary School coming to an end? At that point, my appetite was gone.

Wonmyeong Elementary School was a story that had to end in my line. Even if it wasn’t, I was going to finish Wonmyeong Elementary School with the next story and get the reward I had made.

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Right now, Wonmyeong Elementary School is full of masters of all kinds. They say that you don’t have to go through that hardship like last time.

The double line laid in Wonmyeong Elementary School is one of two.

Jin (眞) Pegda’s Elixir and Shout Golden Ring.

I’m sure it’s because I’ve seen him use the Golden Ring of Shout. If done well, the rest might come out.

But right before the attack?

This is not the time to lie down and eat rats. You have to go down right now.

[The writer thinks.

“Did you not hear what Lee Soo-mi said? The only thing left for a latecomer is a dog bone.” ]

[The writer stops and leaves

“Even if I go now, it’s just a waste of space that you hate the most.” ]

“Call me a taxi. Right Now.”

After Minjun shouted at him, he hurried to get ready.

“Where are you going?”

“Jeonju Wonmyeong Elementary School.”

Min-jun, who said he would follow along, fell under Wolsin’s brother’s unholy order.

I was waiting for a taxi after leaving the hideout, but the message from the artist was repeated several times.

[The writer stops again and goes out.

“Listen to me. Because it’s late.” ]

Not only the author, but also Soo-mi Lee was convinced that there were only a few hours left. If you go now, there will definitely be no gap to intervene.

By the time you arrive, the attack will be over.

[The writer thinks.

“You are also very stubborn. But be aware. It’s not my fault. It is a very natural thing that happened naturally. As you say, this is another living dimension.” ]

Unlike the taxi driver who smiled at the long distance run, I was just impatient.

If the attack is really over, you have to hurry even more.

“Please step on it. I’ll give it to you, driver.”

* * *

At sunset, it was in full swing with a chaotic atmosphere. It was clear that the attack was over.

Even though they had faces full of blood and scars, their eyes were relaxed and they were smiling.

A group full of traces of endurance that have gone through brutal battles. I started to look at the eyes that recognized me, one by one.

[The writer is puzzled.

“Yes, I have told you several times. It’s late. But what are you looking for? Or are you looking for someone? Sumi Lee? Are you Eunrang? Tsugal?” ]

please start it before it all leaves.

[The author began (paragraph #1). – The strongest person in the world with self-interest, episode 22

“What are you talking about?” ]

Of course, there were many people.

Among them, a man with thin cheeks was at the center of the crowd.

Not only his cheeks, but his whole body doesn’t gain weight, so he looks corrupt, but he’s taller than Moonshin hyung, so you can’t help but notice him.

The sunken eyes and the contrasting sharp nose.

Overall, he was a man with a gloomy impression.

After asking around, the answer came back that he was the one who finally acquired Tromos’ spoils.

As I expected, the dead Tromos dropped none other than the Golden Ring.

[ The writer shows interest.

“A strong character has appeared! Could you give me a role You deserve it.” ]

As I approached him, I thought of a name over and over again.

Dark Army (暗君).

The author is a cancer soldier from now on.

[The writer is curious.

“What’s the difference if that guy is cancer?” ]

In case you forgot, the most necessary item for cancer is deodorant.