Hududduduk! Hududduduk!

Feeling the wall going up, Jong-seok felt pain as if his fingers were about to break.

Then Jong-seok frowned.

'Wait a minute... ...you don't have to put it up to one stop.’

There's only a finger hole to hold when you lift it, so you have to hold it with your finger, but......I didn't have to pick it up with my fingers now that I'd gone up to a certain point.

Jong-seok, who held the bottom of the wall with his other fingers wide open, pushed the wall up strongly.

All of a sudden!

And at that moment I heard something hanging from the wall. With him, when the wall no longer went up, Jong-seok slipped out of his hand.

When the wall didn't go down, the stalks looked down. The wall was up to the waist.

The stalactite bowed into the wall. Although it was dark, I was able to distinguish things inside when I focused my eyesight.

Inside the wall was a long, narrow space.

And some swords were hung on the wall in the wall.

It's the Duke's favorite sword. If it's enough to hide it like this......’

Jong-seok, muttering inside, looked around and saw a Western-style ribbon lying on one side, rubbed his hand.

"You are the Duke's experience book."

Jong-seok smiled when he picked up the book with a smile. The cover had a clear picture of the Magic Circle of Experience Book.

Jong-seok's face hardened as he smiled and turned the pages.

"Huh?"

There was an article written in the Experience Book.

Jong-seok frowned at the beginning of the story. That's because there should be no writing in the experience book.

If you want to read in the Experience Book, you have to be registered as a cursive, and you have to read in return for your experience.

But this book is written on it. Then...

"This is not a book of experience. This is a duke's experience book."

Jong-seok looked around while looking at the peacock's experience book, which he thought was a book of experience.

"Then where's the real experience book?"

Obviously, the location of the book is here. Then you should stay here.

Jong-seok looked around and suddenly saw a sword.

"You don't tell me? Is it a sword made of experience books of experience?

It could have been. The shape of the experience book is up to the writer.

Moreover, the experience book is indestructible. In other words, if a sword is made from a book of experience, it will never be destroyed.

Jong-seok looked at the swords one by one and gave one an eye. Other swords were rusty and showed signs of time.

But one black was spouting a fine, sharp example, as it had just been used and managed.

Jong-seok picked up the sword.

Sweep!

Jong-seok, holding the sword, smiled as he looked around at it. The sword was clearly engraved with the magic of the book of experience.

And Jongseok's experience book...... No, I put my finger on the sword that should now be called the Experience Dagger and wrote.

When Jong-seok wrote with his finger, light flowed from the experience search.

Jong-seok smiled and wrote in an article that came out of a medical examination.

Jong-seok nodded at the answer to the sword and looked at the book left by the Duke.

'First of all, take this.’

What is written in the first chapter is on the mind. I'm trying to take it because there might be some information about the experience book.

Jong-seok, who took his sword and book, escaped under the wall.

Then he looked at the wall still.

"How do I get this down?"

Jong-seok, who was looking at the wall for a while, grabbed the wall and looked up with force.

"Yes!"

All of a sudden!

Then something sounded and I began to feel the weight in my hands.

"Crrrrrrrrr!"

Jong-seok, who almost let go of the wall without realizing it due to the sudden weight of the moment, managed to force it to stop.

Slowly putting down the wall on the floor, Jong-seok took his sword and book and carefully walked out of the window.

After leaving the castle and changing his clothes, Jong-seok came into the room through the window.

Seeing Lee Soo-mi still sleeping, Jong-seok sat at his desk and turned on the stand.

Then he put the sword and the book on the desk.

"Whoa!"

After a long breath, Jong-seok carefully took out his original experience book and put it in his carrier.

Just in case, the experience books and the experience books touch each other and do not combine them.

Then I saw a sword of experience on my desk.

'For now, this shape is not allowed. It's too conspicuous.'

It stands out a lot to carry such a big sword. Jong-seok wrote in his experience book for now.

I'm going to take a break from my experience book.....' was stamped. Like the book of experience so far, he was surprised.

But that too, for a moment, came to mind.

Jong-seok, who gained experience value, wrote a variation in his experience book.

Argh!

At that moment, the experience book came to mind with the light and began to change. And the exposed Experience Book was a small Western-shaped notebook.

It is made in this shape to make it easy to carry.

Jong-seok, who made an Experience Book with a Western-style book, beat it for a while and pushed it aside.

"First of all, I'll see what the Duke wrote about."

Jong-seok stroked his chin as he looked at the first chapter.

'It's obviously an experience book.’

That's why it's hidden. It's hard to let the world know about the book of experience.

And in medieval Europe at that time, experience books could be driven to heresy......No, it was heresy's.

That's what it looked like. It's because the Magic Circle is painted like crazy.

So no matter how duke it was, it could be dangerous. That's why I hid my experience book and my experience book.

While reading a book, Jong-seok turned the pages.

There are things in the world that people cannot believe. And I met one of them.

A person who calls himself an experience book......... Meeting the Experience Book is the greatest luck and misfortune of my life.

"Hmm!"

When Lee Soo-mi turned around with a small sound, Jong-seok took his eyes off the experience book and looked at her.

"Did you wake up?"

At Jong-seok's words, Lee Soo-mi lifted the blanket while looking at him with sleepy eyes.

Sweep!

Lee Soo-mi, who was lying in her underwear under the blanket, woke up without realizing it and entered the blanket.

Sweep!

When Jong-seok came in, Lee Soo-mi, who re-covered the blanket, said.

"When did you wake up?”

"Just now."

In fact, I didn't sleep a wink. Lee Soo-mi gained experience by writing down her experiences in her new experience book while sleeping.

Jong-seok smiled while hugging her body as Lee Soo-mi slowly permeated her arms.

She said it was her skin that was softer than silk needles....... That's great.'

Jong-seok, who mumbled inside and hugged Lee Soo-mi, began to take off his pants.

"Why are you taking off your pants?”

When asked by Lee Soo-mi, Jong-seok said softly.

"It's a new marriage."

"Chi! What does it have to do with newlyweds and pants off?”

"When you're married, you take it off at any time."

When Lee Soo-mi smiled at Jong-seok's words and leaned her head against her chest, Jong-seok put his hand on her back.

Thud!

The bra hook naturally unraveled when I touched it. Lee Soo-mi laughed at Jong-seok's quick release of the hook.

"You're very good.”

"I'm a little finger-

With a smile, Jong-seok kissed Lee Soo-mi and covered her head with a blanket.

***

Jong-seok and Lee Soo-mi traveled around England using public transportation.

There were times when they went back and looked around because they didn't plan ahead, but the two didn't pay much attention.

It was just a one-day trip to see and eat if there was anything to see, and to stay for a day if the scenery was good.

And whenever Lee Soo-mi sleeps or rests, Jong-seok takes out an experience book and writes.

I wanted to write down my experiences in my experience book, but I couldn't because it was a trip with Lee Soo-mi.

So whenever I had time, I was writing from time to time to gain experience.

Jong-seok and Lee Soo-mi were wandering around Manchester. I came all the way to Manchester.

"Do you like soccer?"

Lee Soo-mi shook her head with a smile at Jong-seok's question.

"I only watch it during the World Cup. I don't usually watch it."

"But why did you suggest coming here?"

"But it's where the Korean player played. And there are a lot of famous soccer players, so let's take a look."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Lee Soo-mi's words, began a stadium tour at Manchester Stadium.

Jong-seok, who bought some souvenirs at the Manchester team's museums and shops and watched the stadium, suddenly looked back.

'Hmm......'

Jong-seok, who was looking back for a while, told Lee Soo-mi.

"I'd like to go to the bathroom.

"Then I'll sit here."

Watching Lee Soo-mi sit on a chair overlooking the soccer field, Jong-seok nodded and turned around.

He walked around the path where Jong-seok had come and hit the ground at the moment.

Fa'at!

Like a goblin, Jongseok appeared behind one wall with the disappearance of a new type of Jongseok.

Fa'at!

And Jong-seok's hand clasped the neck of an Asian. As he entered Manchester, Jong-seok felt a strange sensation.

One person has been caught in the eye several times. So he remembered the life force of the man and was pursuing his life.

When they tracked their lives, they could know their location even if they were far away without being seen, but they caught it as the energy continued to follow them.

Phew!

Flash!

As soon as he clasped his neck, the Asian body lifted up.

“.....”

How strong the power was, the Asian could not groan and came to mind.

Then, with a reddish-red face, the Asian grabbed Jong-seok's arm and moved around.

They want to release it by pressing down on the vital point between fingers or by hitting the elbow.

But Jong-seok's hands remained as still as steel. However, Jong-seok's face has become more stiff.

'You son of a... ...professional.'

Jong-seok's grip is on the verge of death. That meant that a person under control was in a difficult situation to move a finger.

Nevertheless, such defiance meant that he was an extremely trained professional.

"What are you?"

Reactions were heard from behind Jong-seok's words.

"Stop! Stop or I'll shoot!"

Jong-seok looked back. Behind him was a middle-aged man with gray hair pointing a pistol at him.

Argh!

And when Jong-seok's eyes touched, the middle-aged man's whole body began to tremble like a quiver. Jong-seok's murder hit middle-aged people.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The middle-aged man's nose was dripping down to blood. This is not the last time to let one's guard down against the opponent who is aiming the gun.

That's why he gave off a strong life without letting it go.

He walked to Jong-seok with a man in his hand, focusing on Jong-seok's life as a middle-aged man was shaking with blood from his nose.

Then he grabbed his pistol and opened his mouth.

"If you don't answer my questions from now on...... this guy is dying."

Argh!

The middle-aged man's pants dance got moistened in his ever-increasing lifestyle with horses.

Unconscious of that, however, a middle-aged man stammered and opened his mouth.

"Uh... ...we're......”

"What is it?"

"Police."

"Police?"

Jong-seok looked at the middle-aged man in wonder. When the middle-aged man put his hand into his chest, Jong-seok breathed out flesh and held him back, and reached out his hand.

And Jong-seok, who opened the middle-aged man's coat and took out his wallet, opened it. There was a police ID in the wallet.

Jong-seok looked at his ID card and put down the man he had in his hand.

"Crrrrrrrrrr!

Only then did Jong-seok release his life as he watched the released man moaning and nauseating.

Argh!

"Huck!"

Only then did the middle-aged man swallow up the wind greatly. Looking at those two people, Jong-seok pointed to the front.

"First of all... ...let's go to the bathroom first. You have to change your clothes, too.

At Jong-seok's words, a middle-aged man looked at his lower body and his face hardened and began to stumble to one side and walk.

Following such men, Jong-seok stroked his chin.

I don't think he's a cop....’

I'm sure not all the cops are not all weak, but...... the man's reaction to the one who just choked wasn't at the police level.

Are you guys like 007?’