BJ Swordmaster

Chapter 203 Meaning in the picture (4)

“You want me to make this up?”

“Yes.”

“What is this?”

“Clothes.”

“…….”

Coelay stared down at Henry’s drawing. A level that is more of a rough figure than a drawing.

And then he hesitates.

Realizing that it was a painting on parchment, Coelay asked.

“Is this a trust?”

“Yes.”

“That’s ridiculous. So you’re gonna make it the way it is?”

“Yes.”

“You don’t mind if I interpret it that way? Isn’t that too simple?”

“I’m sure of it, cannabis……that’s all Gian wants.”

“If you do, then you do.”

It was true that it was hard for Coelay to understand.

In the process of interpreting the bond trust, the 70-year-old archbishop was bound to fight with blood.

God’s will was so vague that it was literally up to interpretation.

But if this guy says so.’

Coelay shrugged off his doubts.

No matter what kind of man Henry Camilton is.

Once you said yes, it was, and if you said it was enough, it was enough.

What he promised himself in the first place was ridiculous.

“Okay, let’s do it. That’s all the data we have?”

“There’s a lot more.

“No, the data on this stuff. I thought you said clothes.

“Oh, yes. There’s only one. Will Mana be enough?”

“It’s a small object to make. It’s enough. It’s nothing that sophisticated.”

“What if it were a building?”

“It’s impossible to make things up. I’ll have to spend a few days.”

“What if it’s eight stars?”

“While you’re saying this, you’ll be able to build three and destroy them.”

“I see.”

A calm answer.

Cuelay, looking down at the parchment, looked at Henry just in case.

“That ‘OK’ answer sounds like you’re going to go and grow to eight stars and come back. Did you hear that right?”

“It’s impossible right now.”

“What if I had a day?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t want to hide it anymore, do you?”

“That’s what happened.”

I knew early on that Henry had some hidden means.

But previously Henry had at least pretended to hide it. That’s why Cuelay didn’t even ask.

“If that’s the attitude, I think I can ask you a question. What the hell is the source of your power?”

“It’s…….”

“Is it still a secret?”

“No, I’m sure it’s okay now. Maybe it has something to do with the god of the land.”

Coelay narrowed his forehead tightly.

“God of the Qian, what are you trying to do?”

“Yes.”

“Is that okay? Human affairs must be solved by human power.Derney.”

“That’s what Cuelay said. Everything in this land is just a fragment of the ancient God, and so is a little bit of a fragment.”

“Yes, they’ve been gods since birth.

“The god of this land was human in nature.”

“What the hell is that……and humans are entitled to it?”

“Yes.”

“That doesn’t make any sense. Do you know how many manas he’s accumulated in his body for God’s sake? Of course, we are fragments of ancient gods, and by building mana, we can increase the size of the fragments. But the amount you need……wait a minute.”

Coelay paused. He seemed to have realized something while talking.

“It’s possible. In theory. I can be a god, just to be blunt. If Mana has hundreds of times as much as an 8-star wizard.”

The eight-star wizard said it was hundreds of times the mana.

Neither Henry nor Cuelay were able to measure, but it was not entirely impossible.

“What if it’s a nine-

“It’ll be a hundred times the eight stars. I told you, I would have built three buildings and destroyed them. And Mana will have a long way to go.”

Quellay’s tic-tic voice calmed down. It tied the current situation to the story Henry had told me before. The conclusion was simple.

“The wizard who left the record became the god of the land.”

“I guess so.”

“It’s possible. If you’re a human being who’s If you’d already made it to nine stars before that, if you’d stumbled through time and built Mana steadily…….”

Cuelay, who was looking down at the ground and calculating, jerked up his head and made eye contact with Henry.

“It’s possible. There’s nothing wrong with that. If you have enough skills to be called a nine-star class, you’ll be able to stare at it. That’s why you said you’d let me meet the wizard in person. Is that right?”

“That’s right.”

“Great. I can understand that trust is direct in that context. But it’s Gangrim. Do you know what the wizard wants?”

“I’ve noticed.”

“Something harmless to this land.”

“Yes.”

“I’m sure there’s a good reason to be sure, right?”

“Enough.”

“All right.”

Coelay looked down at the parchment again. An unfamiliar form of bottom was drawn. It was blue, and I could see torn holes in places.

“I don’t know why you wear such old clothes, but it’s not the time to argue about it. Let’s make this first.”

Coelay concentrated his mind.

If Mana was good enough, it would have been enough to raise her finger, but now she was borrowing Henry’s Mana only.

I drew Mana carefully, and I put my will on it.

And

“Look, is this good enough?”

Before I knew it, Coelay had a bottom in the parchment.

“Let me check.”

Henry was handed his bottom. Henry’s view was exactly the same as the picture in the parchment, but it was up to others to judge.

[No, jeans need to be a bit rough. The fabric is a bit thick, too.

[No expert?] An expert??][Ah lol Fashion designer, please come forward]Lol][There are 30,000 viewers, so wouldn’t there be at least one pedicure?]]

Viewers called the bottom jeans. Detailed features were listed and instructed in the direction to be modified.

At the time when Henry roughly measured the deficiency.

[M : Driver] I invited an expert. You’ll be able to judge more accurately. May I give you a seat for the manager?]

A flame solo appeared.

It was taken out of the manager’s chat, not in the open chat room.

Henry willingly handed over the manager position, and after a while.

[Oh, these are too jeans]

After a few reinforcements, Henry’s hand held a complete copy of the trust.

***

Cheomseonggak. In the conference room, where you can see waterfalls pouring around when you turn around, Buffett, the storm lord, looked at the stranger with embarrassed eyes.

“Is this the result of what you said?”

“That’s right.”

As Buffett, I wondered if this stranger was serious.

Although it was the first form I’ve ever seen, I could fully predict that it was a cross-sea garment.

And the fact that it was a garment on the oracle.

“So what are you going to do now?”

“I’m going to wear it.”

“I understand. What about after that?”

“If my guess is right, a great man will give me an answer.”

“Because you’re wearing that suit?”

“Yes.”

I’m getting more and more confident. Buffett began to think that he might have misjudged it.

But the results have yet to come out.

“…do as you please.”

Buffett instructed his men to create a small space around him.

It was a considerate move for Henry to change his clothes comfortably.

I’m here.

The sudden situation had already deviated from Buffett’s standards for a long time. If it wasn’t for the confidences of the stranger and the trust that poured out just in time, it would have been a long time ago.

Soon Henry came back. It was dressed in strange bottoms as promised.

“…I’m not familiar with me. Do you think it’s the culture of Balaran?”

“No, I don’t wear this anywhere on the continent.”

“That would be the culture of the great man.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s do that. When is the answer…….”

I’ll be able to take it. Buffett swallowed the back horse.

Flap.

It was because of a sheet of parchment that fell out of the air.

Appearing in the void, which had nothing, meant that the oracle was in that parchment.

“Huh.”

Buffett was the first to confirm the content.

I was going to page the Cheomseong Footnote if it was difficult, but it didn’t have to be.

It was about knowing what Buffett meant as soon as he saw it.

“How is it?”

“You must have liked it.”

The contents on the parchment paper were simple. A complete circle.

I have received it from time to time in the past, and it was definitely a positive meaning.

“That’s a relief. Do you need more confirmation?”

“……come here and see what else.”

My heart was still showing resistance to the unfamiliar situation, but I was already convinced by the head for a long time ago. And Buffett has always been a man who has been trying to be rational since he took the post of Storm Holy.

“As of this time, Guyan will do his best to respond to your request in any case. Tell me anything you need to help me with my work. There’s no exception to a storm lord.”

Buffett was saying what he had to say. But there was no sincerity in it. That’s why things have changed so rapidly.

“……but how can we be of any help to you? The Red-headed Wizard and the Black Dragon will be by your side.”

Therefore, a skeptical voice came out without realizing it.

It wasn’t because I didn’t believe it, it wasn’t an unpleasant feeling.

However, it is only because I did not truly accept this situation.

“It’s not something you can do alone. I’m just a little help to Guyan.”

“No man of high command can produce such a thing.”

“I can produce it. But it’s not just the shell that the great man wants.”

“What if?”

“I put it on to confirm it right away, but this garment is not made for me.”

“You want me to wear something like that?”

“If you refuse, I can’t force you.”

“I’ll wear it if you want. If the Great One wants such a situation.”

“Don’t you like this situation?”

Henry was speaking with the same expression from beginning to end.

So Buffett answered the last question bluntly.

“It’s true that it’s hard to understand. Even if you were in your shoes, you wouldn’t.”

“Didn’t you say you were desperate for the sea to open?”

“I’m sure it is. But…….”

“Do you think the situation is out of your hands? I have put Gian’s fate in the hands of the Outlander, and I will solve the problem, and the Holy Father only has to follow suit. That’s how you seem to have judged it.”

Only then did Buffett realize his condition. What a stranger is and what attitude he has taken against him.

And how much weight is given to you and Gian.

“Meichen told me that. The lord said he would feel the same way. Guyan is rotting away, and he wants to make sure that any changes.”

“…I apologize.”

“Maybe Mayhen was thinking wrong. It seems that Seongju is already satisfied with the land. Until when do you want to sit there’….”

Then Buffett bent his back at a right angle.

“I sincerely apologize.”

As it was, Buffett waited without straightening his back. Henry stared still at such Buffett.

The flow of internal labor was stable. Confirming that it was a sincere apology, Henry nodded.

“I’ll take it.”

“I’ll always wear the clothes you’ve prepared for me right now. It will also be the case for everyone in Gian. I apologize again for my foolish and arrogant words and actions.”

“There’s plenty of apples.”

Buffett’s lips, which he was about to say more, are tightly interlocked. Then he stared at Henry’s pants and said,

“Can you make me a set, too?”

Of course it was possible. That’s exactly what Henry wanted to do.

And after some time.

“…It’s true that it’s hard to adapt.”

Buffett, the Stormbearer, was wearing jeans and a white shirt with a shy look on his face.

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