SilverOblivion2680
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A mercenary was an opportunity seeker. Which opportunity would give the better profit, that was what mattered for mercenaries. They dont trust companions. Usually, the rewards were split up by the number people, and there were quite many people thinking to kill the others to get the rewards alone. Sungmin knew that. In this Subjugation request with Heelong, Wangpo, Do Sangrang, and Renis, Sungmin didnt trust them. He did get a request by them to help their mission, but he didnt think of them as…
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You, whats your name? When he was walking with Heelong, Sungmin asked the apprentice mercenary that was following him They were together for half a day, but Sungmin didnt know the name or age of him. The only voice he heard really was the tired breathing. Yes? Me...me? The apprentice mercenary looked at Sungmin with surprise. His face was filled with sweat and dust. He could also see the wrinkles on the faces beyond that grime. It was the wrinkles that came with hardships than age. Who else could it…
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Ok, spear techniques are good for now. Wijihoyun muttered and held out her hand. Ill give you 20 percent of my inner strength. She was saying that it was nothing, but Sungmin couldnt believe it. 20 percent of her power. He didn't know how much that was. But was inner strength something that was so easily taken and given? Sungmin was curious about that. Inner strength were all different. A guys strength had yang while the girl had yin. Those things were the basics and the inner strength all differs…
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He could already feel that his strength has increased. After getting that 20 percent from Wijihoyun, Sungmin could run from the inn to the north wall without stopping. He has risen to the point where he could consider himself a second rate martial artist. The lack of inner strength has been covered by Wijihoyun, and he could now think about the future. He didnt know how much he could increase his level of Amethyst Cloud with his lack of talent, but he could now at least have hope about the future. It…
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Thinking about it, it was really stupid. The person who massacred No Classes for a week in his past life was just a third rate martial artist. Lee Sungmin looked down at the dead hunter. He didnt know his name. He probably wouldnt. How he felt about fighting.... I would have died if I did something wrong. That was Sungmins reality. He was back in his old life. He did learn the through Wijihoyun. Still he had to risk his life to kill a third rate martial artist. There was no other way. The didnt give…
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...? Did I hear wrong. Sungmin widened his eyes and looked back at Wijihoyun. Wijihoyuns face was as still as ever. ...Wwhat? Im a girl. Wijihoyun pointed at herself. Sungmins mouth slowly opened. He didnt hear wrong. Wijihoyun was just saying that she was a girl. No way! Sungmin yelled loudly. To that, Jack and Lula looked outside. Im sorry. Wijihoyun said that to the kitchen and looked back with annoyance at Sungmin. You cant yell like that. What! I yelled because I was surprised! Hm, I get…
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Running. Sungmin didnt look back... he didnt know where the sound that he heard came from. It could have been a rabbit that he saw all the time, or even a boar it could be something like that. But what does that matter. He saw a body. He saw a No Class corpse that was from the No Class hunting. He wasnt arrogant. Confidence was something that people who had things had. The sound came closer from behind. It wasnt a monster. A rabbit running, a boar running, it didnt match either of those sounds. The…
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...What? Lee Sungmin sharply asked. He quickly turned around and looked towards Wijihoyun. Wijihoyun had a bored face and was looking at him. Whats trash? He didnt know where he got the confidence to ask Wijihoyun. He had gotten a martial skeleton. He had learned the and had practiced everyday. He knew he wasnt the best, but he had tried his hardest. That effort was being called trash. Sungmin bit his lip as he glared at Wijihoyun. Wijihoyun met his glance nonchalantly as he opened his mouth. There…
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From as far back as he could remember, Wijihoyun was raised to be the Vice-Head of a cult. He remembered the bookshelf. The shelf filled with martial arts manuals. From as early as when he first learned to read and write, Wijihoyun lived with the arts. His father, who stood at the pinnacle of the cult, put his one and only son towards extreme studying. Reading, memorizing, reading, memorizing, that cycle continued ad infinitum. Instead of toys, he had weapons. To get familiar with them, he was taught to…
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Small Pegasus Wijihoyun. It was a name that Sungmin had heard of many times in his past life. He was summoned around the same time as Sungmin, but he had left Genavis before Sungmin. Sungmin didnt know what Wijihoyun did after he left Genavis. He heard some rumors, but he only had a few small fragments of memories about him. But he did know one thing. Wijihoyun survived for a time in Eria before he died, and he gained quite a reputation as well. There were many martial artists that came from sects.…
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