Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 7 Episode 17+

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-Alternate… .

A huge voice echoes from the iceberg.

-What did you bring!

A voice like that shout resounds throughout the world.

“Master… ?”

Mo Yong-hoo was confused for a while.

The big iceberg began to shake.

By the way!

The iceberg begins to break with a large crack.

When it finally shattered.

“What is it?”

Thousands of ice spears were looking at Lee Rowoon, who did not even move in his initial position.

A voice is heard in the broken iceberg.

A voice getting closer.

A fuzzy figure appears in front of Lee Rowoon and stretches out his hands.

“What the hell!”

The two hands that were crushed as if they were wearing ice gauntlets felt a huge destructive power as if they were crushing the good at any moment.

However, Lee Rowoon does not panic and gets out of the way and avoids one arm.

I grabbed the other arm.

Irowoon’s hand, holding the Gauntlet of Ice, began to freeze.

The cold air that quickly penetrated Rowoon’s arms and continued down to his shoulders and neck.

“Master, why are you like this… !”

Mo Yong-hoo was a monster.

“Did you betray me?”

“Master!”

“Instead… What did you bring?”

The story goes back to the beginning.

But the situation was different.

Mo Yong-hoo, who can’t hide his embarrassment, and Yi-woon, whose half body is completely frozen and spews steam from his mouth.

And a monster who shows complex emotions that are difficult to describe in such a beneficial way.

She had her skin as white as a field of ice and long hair no less than that.

He’s taller and has distinct features than his fairly tall Lee Rowoon.

But above all else.

“You promised me.”

I didn’t feel like a human.

It’s unrealistic looks, but the atmosphere and eyes.

The eyes were like beasts, not humans.

“I won’t let anyone in here until I get my strength back!”

It was a cry for Mo Yong-hoo.

“In return… !”

“Master! That’s not it… .”

“Who is your master!”

The monster sees the benefit.

“Something like this… brought… .”

The monster’s face began to crack as he continued to speak.

Beetle.

The monster twists and steps back.

He grabbed his head at the same time and moaned in pain.

“Calm down.”

The arm that looked like a monster’s white blank was dyed like a red flower.

The ice breaks in Lee Rowoon’s frozen body.

With a reddened body, Lee Rowoon looked down at the monster who was kneeling on one knee.

“Turn it off… . Shut it off.”

A monster that makes a painful moan.

His condition seemed critical.

The body was constantly torn apart, and a pure white light was emitting from it.

“What is this!”

Mo Yong-hoo shouted at Lee Rowoon.

“He is my Master!”

This is not what Mo Yong-hoo hoped for.

“I don’t think this is what you think?”

Lee Run spoke to Mo Yonghu, but he blocked the monster in front of him and spoke to Lee Rowoon.

“It is an unchanging fact that I have been taught. Even if Master does not approve, I am Master’s disciple.”

Iron nodded at the sight.

The relationship between the priests.

“There is nothing more important than that.”

I didn’t mean to ignore it, either.

“It’s not because of me.”

“Then… ?”

All he did was make it harder for the cold to penetrate.

What is the status of this monster now?

“Your master’s singularity and… .”

My arm, which had been dyed red, began to slowly return to its original state.

“Because of my singularity.”

The harsh breathing of the monster resounds.

At that moment, the monster with a better complexion, the incontinence that his body used to go, began to disappear.

“This is… .”

Another emotion comes to mind in the monster’s eyes.

His condition looked better than when he first saw him.

“The power of a dragon.”

The monster’s eyes collided with Lee Rowoon’s words.

Unlike the monster who doesn’t speak out his complicated feelings, Lee Rowoon spoke in a comfortable voice.

“I think I recovered in response to the dragon’s power in my body?”

“The power of a dragon resides in the body… ?”

Lee Rowoon’s current body.

‘Keel support.’

The most special dragon body among silver spirit creatures.

He got it.

“Augolas.”

“I ate that power.”

The monster’s eyes widen.

“The child… .”

A face that shows complicated feelings once again.

But I no longer felt any hostility towards the benefit.

“I did.”

The monster stood up as if realizing something.

“That’s why I felt anger towards you, but also missed you.”

The teacher of Mo Yong-hoo.

“Did you bring mana rest to that child?”

Hearing his words, Yi Rowoon nodded slightly.

Augolas, the Sir Dragon.

It is said that it was a disaster-class monster, and it was a young individual among dragons.

He died because he could not survive in the separation of the world, but because of the uniqueness of a dragon, he did not have death and became an undead.

Although it is said that they were hunted and flowed into the corpse disposal site, it is also not a perfect rest for a dragon.

As long as the dragon’s mana remains.

‘Endless suffering.’

The cerebral body will continue to suffer.

You might think that Rowoon Lee stole Augolas’ power, but in reality, it was nothing like giving Augolas proper rest.

And his psyche.

It’s still there.

“Do you know about dragons?”

“I don’t know.”

‘The Silver Dragon.’

Dragons also exist in silver.

‘Einheart’s Dragon.’

In Einheart, those beings directly move and express their meaning.

‘The Demon Dragon of Gehenna.’

There are polyps in every world.

I couldn’t be unaware of their existence.

Because he learned about them.

“You seem to know quite a bit about dragons.”

The monster asks.

“Then can you tell me why I am angry with you?”

He became much calmer.

But deep in those two eyes, an unbearable emotion was swirling.

If it wasn’t for the aura of Augolas and the aura that covered it, it was a vortex of emotions that the monster could not suppress no matter how much he tried to suppress it.

“You… .”

“Because it was created to kill beings like me.”

“Isn’t that right?”

Good, he looks straight at the monster.

A monster that doesn’t feel like a human.

His true identity.

“Bingryong Partizan.”

It was Bingryong Partizan, one of Einheart’s twelve guardian dragons.

“Sit down.”

There was a shelter in the iceberg.

There were neatly arranged furniture, shapes that would suit the word art, and statues that showed the taste of the owner.

The strange thing is that it was all made of ice.

“This tea tastes pretty good.”

I don’t feel that cold at all.

Up and down.

Even though hot tea is in a glass of ice, the glass does not melt.

It could be said that this was the ability of Bingryong Partizan, the beautiful monster in front of him.

‘The perfect controller of cold.’

The cold can never escape his will.

The cold would do no harm to anyone if he wanted to.

“I will. Master.”

Mo Yong-hoo tried to step forward.

“Who is your teacher?”

Partizan spoke to Mo Yong-hoo in a harsh voice, unlike how he had dealt with Lee Rowoon.

“You and I are in a contractual relationship, not a teacher and a disciple?”

“Keep in mind. As a dragon, I, Partizan… .”

His eyes are split like that of a lizard and glow white.

“Because I have no intention of being called by the same name as my master by the filthy human species or by monkeys from other worlds.”

Mo Yong-hoo finally bit his lips and smiled bitterly.

Nevertheless, Mo Yong-hoo didn’t seem to erase his respect for Partizan.

He sat in front of Lee Rowoon, ignoring Mo Yong-hoo.

“This is the first time I’ve seen a living dragon, but it’s different from what I thought.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I heard it was purposeful or selfish… .”

Lee Rowoon glances at Mo Yong-hoo.

“You seem to be very affectionate.”

“Wow, what are you talking about.”

“Otherwise.”

As Lee Rowoon shrugged, Partizan hurriedly handed him a new teacup.

The intention to keep his mouth shut was obvious, so Lee Rowoon returned the topic.

“What happened?”

Lee Rowoon’s eyes look at Partizan and Mo Yong-hoo.

Partizan was one of Einhart’s Twelve Guardian Dragons.

It is correct to view them as a kind of transcendental beings who, as known, do not interfere much with the world.

I am not a long writer in the old file room.

‘Fresh.’

Like those behind them.

However, the existence of the guardian dragon that I saw in person was very different from Rowoon Lee’s thoughts.

“What is that?”

Clearly, the power of Partizan is beyond common sense, but its limits seem clear.

“How are you two?”

And also the relationship with Mo Yong-hoo.

He had not heard of this.

‘Dragonian School.’

I only guessed that there was some kind of relationship with the school of magic that Mo Yong-hu had learned from the Dragonian school.

The Dragonian School is a special school of magic that cannot be learned by learning, but can only be learned by being chosen.

Because it was a school of magic that went beyond the existing concept of a circle and proceeded in the form of an engraving.

It was after Mo Yong.

“Can I explain it to you?”

The man who asks for Partizan’s understanding.

Mo Yong-hoo said with a smile when he held out his hand as if he was annoyed by Partizan.

“As I said, because of the five generations, the world of Mo Yong Sega and Master Partizan… .”

“I am not a teacher!”

“… … The world with Bingryong-nim has been merged.”

Moyonghu smiles.

“However, the merging of the two worlds did not happen as expected, and had major side effects.”

You can tell by looking at the shape of Mo Yong-se.

“It was a side effect of both worlds.”

They tried to set the world’s dominance.

But it was impossible with the gate fusion machine the Tang family made.

It’s fitting to say that just two worlds are squashed.

As a result, Partizan suffered an indelible wound, and so did Mo Yong-se.

Lee Rowoon’s eyes look behind Partizan and Mo Yonghu.

A home in an iceberg.

But there was a bigger iceberg inside.

In the pure white ice, the huge magnificence revealed in the transparent window.

It is incomparable to Augustus, a large dragon of the same size as a building.

“That’s the way it is.”

Bingryong’s body was like a sculpture.

“What I am here now is a body created by magic.”

Partizan and Mo Yong-hoo nod their heads.