Talent Absorption From the Age of 0

Chapter 192 . In the name of a brother (6)

Alfonso asked Wasalla.

“Wachala, what happened? I just knew you were dead.”

“Walking to [Great Wadry Forest]. There, he received the selection tag of [Sacred Tree].”

Alfonso looked at Wasalla with respect.

“After all, Wachala, you are a great king. Being chosen by your ancestors So did you also receive [Crown of the Great Kings]?”

“Yeah, the sea. But for me, Daddy’s harbuji is sullen. If it fails, the young Honi of the father-in-law of Habuji disappears.”

“[Crown of great kings] is something that no one can have. But without you, the [Watatta] Kingdom has no more hope.”

“Come on, Alfonso.”

Wachala saw the beggars on the street.

“Give me a penny. A penny, please.”

Wasalla asked Alfonso.

“Why can’t you be such a beggar in this country?”

“Those who can’t afford it because Ombaku has raised taxes are becoming beggars. If Ombaku can’t pay their taxes, they’ll even take away their house, leaving everyone with nowhere to go.”

“Everyone, you are the Bujokan Tadidi. In my time, people don’t have to suffer.”

“Not because of King Wachala, but because of the greedy Ombaku. He has neither blood nor tears. He forgets the previous king’s orders and intends to kill his young nephew.”

Then and in front of Chala a woman holding a small baby made her beg.

“Please help me just once. The baby is not getting milk because there is nothing to eat. I have a fever and cannot go to the hospital.”

Wasalla couldn’t just walk past the woman.

Wachala untied the gold bracelet on her wrist and gave it to her lady.

“Use this to buy milk for the baby.”

“thank you. thank you.”

She received her gold bracelet with a woman crying.

Alfonso said after she disappeared.

“Wachala, isn’t that a gift from King Tsachala? The price alone is outrageous.”

“If it’s a huge thing, what are you talking about? I’d rather die than that little baby Gulmer.”

The farther into the city center, the worse the situation.

Prisoners with heavy chains around their ankles were building the fortress.

“Is that stupid?”

“They say they are building a fortress. It seems they are preparing for war in earnest. We are mobilizing prisoners to make military supplies.”

“How do you know Manji, prisoner?”

“We are increasing the number of prisoners. All the servants who were loyal to King Wachala were captured and made prisoners.”

“what?”

The loyalists’ faces flashed across Wasalla’s eyes. Zahara, Alfonso, Lupida, Ramonda, Nakia… … .

‘Because I am weak, even my servants are suffering. But I will no longer be a weak-hearted king.’

Wa Chala decided to become a mighty king for his father and grandfather, for the servants who believed in him, and for the suffering people.

‘I think we need reinforcements. I have to ask for help from the [Par Parr] Kingdom, where he was familiar with his father.’

Wasalla, who transformed into a cheetah, was running fast towards the [Parfar] kingdom with Alfonso.

[Parfar] King Palele of the kingdom was Tsachala’s old friend.

As Wachala and Alfonso entered the palace of the [Parfar] kingdom, Palaire greeted them warmly.

“Wachala, you are in a lot of trouble. He even went through the brink of death because of his vicious uncle Om Baku.”

Wa Challa politely greeted his father’s friend, Pallere, the king of the [Par Far] kingdom.

“Thank you. King of Palais. I’m coming here to talk to my old brother’s country.”

“Request?”

“Now, [Wattata]’s people are going to live here. Ombaku Samcho’s greed is driving me to the battlefield.”“I am well aware of the unfortunate circumstances. But if I help you, the people of [Parfar] must also make sacrifices. I want you to know that it is a very difficult decision as a king.”

“I know it well. I also don’t know about [Parfar] Baek Seong-dri’s sacrifice. But, my lord, if all of the people of [Watatta] become stronger than Himi of Zuko Ombaku, then the kingdom of [Parfar] will have to go to war.”

Paleir thought.

‘I heard that Ombaku’s desire to conquer is great. Since you have already conquered all three neighboring countries, you must be planning to conquer other countries. I heard that women and children are taken prisoner and the men are sold to pirates.

Our Fairy clan is a longevity clan that can live to over a thousand years, so that’s going to be a coveted factor for Ombaku. They might take our tribe and try to study why they live so long.’

Thinking about the future of the tribe made Paleir’s head hurt.

‘This is a real dilemma. No matter what choice I make, I can’t avoid risk.’

After much deliberation, the Palais opened his mouth.

“Jim agrees with Wasalla to some extent. The sleep magic used by our Fairy clan works. But sleep magic doesn’t work for anyone wearing [aluminium].

Besides, doesn’t Ombaku have an [Aluminium Crown]? I heard you can’t beat a man with that crown.”

Wasalla answered.

“[Crown of great kings] is best for me. I’m not even talking about fighting before the fairy relief. Please protect Bakkid with Sleep Marverb.”

At Wachala’s words, Palare’s expression brightened.

“I would be very grateful if you could do that. But if we don’t fight and just use magic, is there any chance of winning?”

“Look at [Crown of the Great Kings]. All the wisdom of this crown Sogen ancestors is revealed.”

“Then, I will dispatch reinforcements. pride of our tribe. I will also lend you a heavenly horse.”

The Celestial Horse that the Fairy Tribe was proud of was literally a winged horse. Cheonma resembled a dragon in many ways. speed, speed. ability to fly, etc. However, there was a power that only Cheonma had, and that was the healing power.

Pallete said.

“If anyone is injured, Heavenly Demon will heal them. If you can’t fix it with the power of the devil, take it to the devil and send it to me. Then I will heal him.”

“Gamshahamni. King of Palais.”

And Charla bowed his knees and bowed.

Wachala, Alfonso, and the fairies rode a heavenly horse and quickly flew to the [Watata] kingdom.

Ombaku was looking at the treasure he had obtained from the war with the neighboring kingdom of [Khalifa].

‘These are the magic gloves of [Halifa] that I have only heard of. It is said that there is nothing in the world that cannot be broken by wearing this.’

Ombaku brought a map and checked the treasure list of each country.

‘They take the land, the treasures, and people put them in prison and use them as prisoners, so they can secure labor. What’s more exciting than a war, because those who don’t listen can sell it to pirates?’

Ombaku liked his expanding territory.

Then the guards came running.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty. Wasalla is coming.”

“Wachala is dead, what do you mean?”

“I don’t know, but Wachala is coming with a fairy tribe on a celestial horse.”

Ombaku’s head turned quickly.

‘King Cha’challa and King of the Fairy Tribe, Palere, say they’re close, but Wachala is using a shallow trick. Yeah, it’s better than you come alone. But if you do, you can’t beat me. I have [aluminium crown], and through the war I got [Halifa]’s magic gloves and [Byonya]’s harp.’

Ombaku wasn’t afraid.

A heavenly demon flew into the entrance of the palace.

Wasalla jumped off the celestial horse and transformed into a great Platinum Dragon.

Ombaku was surprised by Wasalla’s unexpected transformation.

“That is the king of dragons. Bahamaku.”

Ombaku thought.

‘Did Wachala win [the Crown of the Great Kings]? That means Wachala went to [Forest of the Great Kings]. why? why? Father, are you saying that even in death you are not me, but Wachala?’

Ombaku transformed into a golden dragon and roared.

“Go ahead.”

As the fairy tribe started flapping their wings, golden powder fell from their wings, and sleep magic began. The maids and bodyguards inside the palace fell asleep.

Ombaku saw the scene and laughed.

“Even if they are together anyway, it won’t help. Bringing sleep magic among the organs of the fairy tribe. Wowchallada. If it were me, I would have chosen poison magic instead of sleep magic.”

The fairy tribe’s poison magic was a magic that caused poisoned powder to fly to the target and cause death. The person designated for poison magic had to die painfully, vomiting blood with poison powder in their nose and mouth until they stopped breathing.

Wachala’s Platinum Dragon attacked the Golden Dragon.

“Summoning magic. Golden Dragon.”

If Ombaku’s golden dragon is famous for copycats, platinum dragons are famous for their summoning skills. The ability to summon all beings he encounters. There was only one reason why the Platinum Dragon was stronger than the Golden Dragon.

An invincible ability with no fixed number or type of targets that can be summoned.

Said Arsedane, the leader of the Fairy Tribe.

“The Bahamar I had only heard of was actually there. I’m a thousand years old and this is the first time I’ve seen Bahamar. That’s an amazing ability. It’s called summoning.”

Beor, the commander of the fairy tribe next to him, said.

“The golden dragon’s copying ability is great, but it’s insignificant compared to its summoning skills. This is at least a winning game. You can just relax and watch.”

Alfonso said to Arsedane.

“Wachala told me where Zahara is, can’t we just send the angel to where Zahara is?”

“Isn’t Zahara dead?”

“Even so, there may be hope, so please tell Heavenly Demon to go to the border and find Zahara and return to the [Parfar] kingdom.”

Beor also agreed.

“Even if we don’t fight here anyway, I think Wachala will win.”

Arsedane whispered into the angel’s ear.

“Go to the border and burn Zahara to the kingdom of [Parfar].”

“Hey hey.”

After crying for a long time as if the angel knew it, it flew into the sky.

Ombaku’s golden dragon hit the floor and cast a spell.

“Power Word, Kill.”

Just like last time, Ombaku used [Power Word, Kill].

Wasalla trembled at Ombaku’s meanness.

‘Nothing has changed. Uncle is so vicious.’

The golden dragon summoned by Wasalla was about to step forward.

The Bahamad of Wasalla stopped it.

“My darling. Summon Dimensional spirit.”

When Bahamad cast a spell, a large black hole appeared in the air.

“Oh my God, that’s a door to another dimension.”

Arsedane, who recognized the dimensional gate, shouted.

“Summon. Spirit of wind.”

A huge wind blew from inside a large black hole.

“Gyalya Golden Dragon.”

Wachala’s golden dragon struck down at Ombaku’s golden dragon.

“Power Word, Kill.”

Ombaku fought back without losing.

“Power Word, Kill.”

Arsedane was nervous.

‘Are you going to kill everyone here? Don’t take a step back. Why is Vachala’s Bamahad standing still?’

The magic of [Power Word, Kill], twice stronger, was hovering in the air.

Ombaku played the harp of [Byonya].

[Power Word, Kill] was following the melody of the harp towards the Fairy Tribe and Wasalla.

Bahamad shouted.

“Summoning. Fuck fast.”

A small bee flew from the dimensional gate.

The bee was small, but very fast, approaching Ombaku’s golden dragon in the blink of an eye and stinging it in the foot.“Ouch.”

Ombaku’s golden dragon grabbed his feet and stepped backwards when he collided with a hovering [Power Word, Kill].

Don’t miss that moment The golden dragon of Wachalla pushed the golden dragon of Ombaku into a hole in the dimension.

“Aaaah. No.”

After the final scream of death, Ombaku disappeared into another dimension.

“Wachala.”

Alfonso ran to Wasalla.

Bahamad is back as five-year-old Wasalla.

“Aaaah, it’s hard.”

Arsedane ordered the Fairy Tribe.

“Unleash your sleep magic.”

As the fairy tribes waved their wings and sprinkled magic dust, the palace maids and guards stretched as if waking up from a long sleep.

“Ah, I slept well.”

Arsedane said to Wasalla.

“It is said that the devil saved Zahara. Would you like to go to the [Parfar] palace together?”

“Are you Zahara?”

Wasalla was excited by the unexpected good news.

Washala, who had turned into Bahamar, took the Fairy Tribe and Alfonso to the [Parfar] Palace.

The king of Palareh supported Zahara and came out to meet the party.

“Sleep.”

Wasalla wept and ran to Zahara.

“Mia. Miss you.”

Zahara smiled and answered Wasalla.

“I’m sorry. You did a great job. You saved the [Watatta] kingdom alone. Even if I had died, I wouldn’t have had any spare time.”

Pallete continued.

“Fortunately, I was able to save him because he was sleeping. The healing power of dragons is also great.”

Zahara asked.

“Wachala, did you find [the aluminum crown]?”

“Ah, what about going to another car with Ombaku Hepton?”

Alfonso said with a smile.

“You have no idea how refreshing it was. Zahara. You should have seen it for yourself.”

said Wachala.

“But Marya. [Aluminium Crown] I think it would be better if you brush it. [Crown of the Gods] must also go to [Forest of the Great Kings] and return it.”

Zahara laughed.

“Again, the only king of the [Watatta] kingdom is King Wachala.”

Wachala returned to the [Watatta] kingdom with Zahara and Alfonso.

The people of [Watatta] recognized Wachala and thanked him.

“Great King Wachala.”

“A true king who loves his people.”

“Please stay with us for a long, long time.”

Wachala felt happy to see the bright smiles of the people.

At that time, the woman holding the baby to whom Wachala had given the gold bracelet came to her and thanked her.

“Great King, thanks to the gold bracelet you have given me, my baby is not starving. thank you.”

The people were upset when they heard the story.

“It is King Wachala, after all, to give out a gold bracelet for a starving baby.”

“Long live King Wachala.”