I Alone Going To The Tower

Chapter 122

The three weeks that Jinbora and Yoo-shin promised have passed.

Yoo-shin, who was focused on nurturing the 4th floor team, was producing results in his own way.

All the members were now able to cast the three basic magics, Gauntlet, Manaerow, and Shield, without any problems, and were running towards mastering the painting technique and completing the 2nd circle.

Under Shinnara’s instructions, Garam was actively supporting him by not only improving his abilities, but also giving lectures on points that are essential for official exams.

Of course, besides the growth of the disciples, Yoo-shin himself had achievements.

Now his flying attribute level had reached 4. In fact, the maximum level that can be raised through practice rather than actual practice.

“Sigh.”

Jin-Woo sighed. There was no way to stop Yoo-shin anymore.

“Is it okay if I go now?”

Yoo-shin said with a smirk.

Jinbora looked at him with a fat expression, puffing up her cheeks.

“Why?”

“……No.”

She pretended to be looking at her smartphone while lying on her couch and raising her legs up to her chest. Then she jumped up screaming ‘Wicked!’

“I’m broken too!”

“Hahaha! What?”

“They’re leveling up their traits like that in 2 weeks! They say they have a lot of talent! Isn’t training for the 4th floor teams just an excuse?”

“It’s humble and humble.”

Yoo-shin laughed out loud and picked up a fruit jelly on the table and ate it.

“You don’t have to worry too much. The trial on the 3rd floor was too risky, in fact, the 4th floor test wasn’t that dangerous, was it?”

“Isn’t it dangerous to have been killed 21 times by the former Ma Thap Master?”

“Because he wasn’t really dead.”

Yoo-shin answered and looked up at her ceiling. Seeing that, Jin-Bora resigned. This person has nothing but the intention of breaking through the ordeal.

“Then I’ll go!”

“Are you going right away?”

“You should also remove the horns in a short time.”

“…when everyone comes back, they’ll see you off.”

“No, no. I’ll just go there alone.”

Yoo-shin stood in the magic circle elevator.

As Jinbora tried to get up, he raised his hand to block it.

“Don’t follow me. You said you have a lot of stock today?”

“……I see.”

In the end, Yoo-shin disappeared in the magic circle elevator by himself.

“…really.”

Jinbo got up from his seat and went to the warehouse. As I was about to enter the studio with a potion material, Jeong Seo-jin and Eun-sol appeared from the front door.

“Sister! Sol is here!”

“I’m home.”

“Come on.”

As soon as Eunsol arrived, she ran over and threw her body on the golden sofa.

“Sol-ah! My sister said you shouldn’t run indoors!”

Jinbora cautioned. Jeong Seo-jin checked the sales status of Alchemia with his smartphone.

“Where is the top lord?”

Jeong-Jin asked.

“You went up to the 5th floor ordeal.”

Jeong Seo-jin paused for a moment, but quickly turned his gaze back to the smartphone as if nothing had happened.

“When did you go?”

“Just now. When we were all together, I told you to go and see me off, but I’ll just get rid of it quickly by myself…”

“Okay. I see.”

Jin-Bora looked at the ingredients of the potion she brought with a worried expression.

“…Ugh, should I have dried it out? I’m afraid I’m going to die.”

“Bora Jin. I have a story to tell you for a moment.”

Jeong Seo-jin said in a very serious tone.

“Huh? What is it?”

“About two weeks ago, when the Lord of the Tower said that he would ascend to the ordeal, I was told that she was swarmed and dried up.”

“Yes. By the way?”

“Don’t do it in the future. Something like that.”

“……”

Suddenly, an atmosphere of rigidity flows.

“I always believe in Top Lord. If Top Lord decided to climb the tower, I think there was a good reason.”

ha. Jinbora sighed and let out a cold laugh.

“Isn’t that the one who puts your seniors in danger by saying you believe and believe every day?”

“Isn’t that the one who pampered and grabbed the ankle of the top lord?”

Jinbo-ra’s eyes became sharp.

“Ankle? Have you finished talking now?”

“It’s not that I don’t understand what Bo-ra Jin is worried about, but Top Lord is not the one who will stay here. It’s the manager’s job to fly to a higher place and help it.”

“You have to do it in moderation too! Once you start to focus on something, you can’t stop it! You’re constantly overdoing it! How dangerous was it during the last healer union or this classic gate? It’s the manager’s job to put the brakes on the boss who can’t control himself! ”

Jeong Seo-jin raised her glasses.

“You seem to be misunderstanding something. The strength of the Tower Lord is manifested as he crosses the innumerable diagonal lines. The unusually many characteristics of the Tower Lord also came naturally from fighting at the risk of his life.”

“If you’re a certified 3rd grade hunter, you’re already the top-ranked hunter in Korea! Who doesn’t want to get stronger? There’s no need to overdo it like the way we’ve been doing it all along!”

The two growled and looked at each other.

“What are you going to do if you try to be strong and overdo it, but the real senior is wrong?”

“There is no hunter in the world who fights without risking his life.”

“Don’t risk your senior for your damn ambition!”

“It’s not my ambition, that’s the will of the Top Lord.”

“You really…! Even if you…”

Wow!

The two stopped talking and bowed their heads. Eunsol, with tears in her eyes, was holding the two of them tightly.

“Why are you fighting? Don’t fight! I hate fighting with my sister and brother! Aww!”

“…so, Sol-ah!”

Jinbora quickly squatted down and comforted her. Jeong Seo-jin untied her tie and sighed.

“… let’s go up.”

Jeong Seo-jin made a small apology to Eun-sol’s ear and left. Jin-Woo looked at his back as he climbed the stairs, then quickly turned his head.

‘it’s annoying.’

Jinbra, who comforted Eunsol and sent her up to the 3rd floor, started preparing her potion on the 1st floor again.

Clap!

“Mom!”

Perhaps her concentration had dropped, and she was already breaking the second bottle of potion.

“Ugh, I can’t live. How expensive is this?”

She brought a broom and dustpan, cleared the glass and mopped the floor. Even while she was wiping, she paused several times at her heartbreaking heart.

“What? Ankle with what you’re worried about? Even if that bastard says the truth…!”

Jin-Bora looked towards her magic pot as she removed the broken pieces. Her potion was simmering, and her appearance looked like her own simmering inside.

What do you mean she’s worried about?

She screams, grunts in anger, and occasionally wipes her eyes with her sleeve, and she completed a quantity of Chi potions today.

Potions with abnormal conditions were packaged well to prevent breakage, placed in boxes labeled with Alchemia, and stacked in a cart.

I pushed the cart across the first floor and put it in the warehouse connected to the subspace.

After finishing her work, she ran to the sofa and collapsed, just like Eunsol did. Then she does nothing and for a while she just lay there blankly, staring at her ceiling.

“……”

Several thoughts clung to her head. While conversing with her academy friend on her messenger, she suddenly found herself typing ‘sentimental idiot trash’.

“Ugh! No way!”

She jumped up from her seat and took the magic circle elevator up to the fourth floor.

4th floor, Meteorological Design Bureau. Of course no one was there. she kept walking. The place she headed was the stairs to the 5th floor.

If you go up to the top of that stairway, there will be a door leading to the next floor, and now it will be blocked by the magic of ordeal. In it, Yoo-shin must be fighting for her life in it.

By the way.

“Huh?”

At a flat point in the middle of the stairs, she found Jeong Seo-jin, lying on a blanket and beating her laptop.

“……”

“……”

The two looked at each other without a word.

“Ha ha.”

The one who laughed first was Jin-Ra.

“What is it? You said that you had faith in the Lord, and in the end, you came here because you were worried?”

Jeong Seo-jin turned her gaze back to the laptop without saying a word.

“It was called a gentleman in military bathing (君辱臣 death) and a gentleman in master bathing (main bathing gentleman). It is natural for a subject to be worried about the monarch.”

“funny.”

Jinbora sat with her buttocks next to him. And I looked at the magic of trials that lurked like a black hole at the end of the stairs.

It was quiet.

There was no conversation except for Jeong Jeong-jin’s keyboard tapping sound.

Then Jin-Bra took the blanket that Jeong Seo-Jin was covering and wrapped it around her own body.

“Let’s spend some time together.”

she smiled cutely Jeong Jeong-jin, who suddenly had only one quilt spread on the floor, stared at him.

“What is this? If you want to cover it, bring your own blanket.”

“No. I’m too lazy to go down.”

“……”

In the end, Jeong Seo-jin pretended not to win, covered her bed with her own body, and pounded the laptop.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Jin-Ra glanced at the laptop screen. I was using some strange table counting program, but there were a lot of numbers I was seeing for the first time.

Jin-Woo, who was blankly unaware of what she was doing, sighed and said.

“there……”

“Sorry.”

Jinbo-ra, startled, quickly stopped talking.

“I’ve been very nervous these days. There was no malice.”

“……”

Maybe it was because I got an apology first, and my feelings were relieved like a lie. Jin-Ra gathered her knees and pulled her into her arms.

“Me too. I’m sorry for my ambitions and all.”

Not many conversations were necessary. The two waited for Yoo-shin while looking at their laptop and smartphone in awkward silence again.

“Is your senior okay?”

“of course.”

“Sister! Brother!”

At that time, I saw Eunsol climbing up her stairs. Jinbora smiled broadly and she shouted.

“Sol, here you are!”

Eunsol went up the stairs and she hugged her wide. Jin-Ra held her Eun-Sol tightly with her arms and legs and asked in a gentle voice.

“Our Sol also came because Yoo-shin is an older brother, so you’re worried?”

“Huh!”

“Then let’s all wait here together.”

“Yep!”

The three of them moved their heads at the same time, looking at the magic of ordeal like a black black hole. hoping he comes back safely.

* * *

5th floor ordeal.

“…why are your ears so itchy?”

I picked up my ear with my right hand and accelerated the wing golem. He lay down in the air, avoiding the flying mana arrows by flying high.

-In the East, there is a myth that your ears itch when others are talking about you. top owner.

‘Then who’s talking about me?’

-I suspect that the remaining managers are worried.

“Aha! I wonder if I’m worrying for nothing. That’s right…”

I made a spin flight with my center of gravity tilted to one side. Projectiles glide through the air with ease.

“It’s too easy.”