167 Chapter 50 Guest Night (1) (1/2)

- Cough, boom, boom!

With the sound of thunder, the load poured out.

- Shoot him!

I almost got hit by the rain if I was a little late.

The gaze of all the guests who were chattering and eating headed towards the entrance of the guest glass that opened naturally.

Of course, the pagan thieves were the same.

‘It's embarrassing.’

The four elders' shoes were embarrassed when they encountered pagan Guru in the vicinity of the Abandoned Sword.

They were firmly positioned within the sect.

Moreover, even in the Old File Room, which is called the largest in the sect, it was also a three-fingered pagan.

‘I've been avoiding the jackals and the perpetrators are waiting. ’

Of course, he was not afraid of the Elder of the Catholic Church who had been searching the battlefield alone.

Only now, there's a thousand parishioners in their group.

It was the same as the king himself when he played the long game, but if he found out about it in the sectarian militia, he could not figure out how to get it out regardless of his alliance.

The sandalwood secretly sent a message to Lady Chun.

[Bishop. There are quite a few Shamans here.]

The most annoying were the shamans, but the placenta of those in the guestroom was the Muslims.

However, most of them were only first-class masters.

I can handle it all in a short time by myself.

[Other people are just like regular people, but those authors are the pagan masters who are also in charge of the sect. What should we do?]

The answer to this question was two.

Do you give up the rain and stay in the guestroom?

Or it was to stay in the guest glass without being as introverted as possible and avoid friction.

- Shoot him!

When she looked at the guest, it didn't seem like the rain was going to stop soon.

It was close to the level of the rainfall, but it didn't seem like a wise choice to search the valley in this weather.

[It would be embarrassing but quieter.]

There was no risk of them recognizing you because you disguised yourself as an inferno anyway.

Moreover, it seemed to me that the strongest among the pagans was only the ultimate culprit.

If this place were not in the middle of the Realm of the Faction, they would not be afraid, but it would be better to avoid unnecessary confusion.

-Pak!

“Whoa! The rain came out of nowhere... What? ”

The slow-moving bluff soaks into the rain.

Even the shambles that came in without thought were hardened when they saw the pagan thieves in the guest glass.

[Don't be shy.]

”Suck!”

However, the pair of shoes pretended to be as cool as possible because they had sent a message beforehand.

For the first time in the enemy territory, a Muslim tribe was enough to make a Muslim rookie, Hubong, or Mungyu, nervous.

Whereas she was so bold that she had no idea what she was thinking.

‘I heard that the Pope is a beginner, but he has a lot of nerve. ’

It was also natural for the four elders to admire each other.

They sat next to the pagans, not as far away from them as possible.

Due to this bold behavior, the pagan masters who had initially looked at it with caution were also focusing on eating.

“Phew.”

There was an old man who was smoking a cigarette.

The old man, sitting on a chair in front of the kitchen, slowly got up and approached their seat.

“Do you only eat? ”

Usually there were one or two spots in the guest glass, but the old man seemed to replace the role.

In the question of the old bear stand, the trainer said.

“Do you have a spare room? ”

“It's bad weather, isn't it? But what should I do? ”

“Don't you have a room? ”

“Haha, can't you see how many customers there are? ”

There are eight tables of seats in the guest's glass.

Among them were five guests sitting at the table, and the number was twenty-five.

Looking up at the floor with the room, there were eight rooms that could stay in the guest glass, equal to the number of tables.

“Is there no room for rain? ”

“Would it be all right if this room was empty and cramped? ”

If you think about the size of the small guest glass, the room called this one was small.

I stroked my chin as if it were embarrassing.

I didn't know anyone else, but I couldn't let the four of you sleep.

Then someone opens their mouth to them.

“Primitive. Primitive. I think I'm out of rooms. ”

When she turns around, a shaman stands up and looks at them.

He was a handsome man with a mustache that looked like he was in his mid-30s because of the neat potter's clothing.

I was alert to the look of the shoes.

I tried to avoid contact with them on purpose, but I didn't know that we would have to mix things up like this.

Fortunately, the old man at the bear barn answered.

“Haha, are you thinking of giving away your room? ”

“What the hell kind of room are those who adopt when guests are in trouble? ”

Their conversation seemed quite facial.

The old man sucked out the bear stand once and then said, spitting out the smoke.

“It's lame that the pagan anamfatha here will grant you a room. What are you going to do?”

The old man stood up and hesitated for a moment, taking possession of the so-called pagan master.

“Thank you for your consideration. ”

“Primitive. Primitive. No, the Dead Sea is Dongdo, right? It looks like the three of you are heroes who have mastered the art of skilllessness, but I have to concentrate on this for the brothers. ”

”Ah…”

The indecisive stamp seemed to misunderstand them as Muslims of the same sect.

It was strange not to notice that they were unattended, because they were wearing their own armor on their waist.

I was thirsting for energy, but I thought I should be careful.

At that moment, the unbeliever secretly sends a message.

Apparently, it wasn't because of the Princess. Don't worry, take a room.]

Along with it, an innocent man winks at one eye and looks at the vanity.

I almost snorted for a moment, but I couldn't bear it.

At this time, the little one also fainted and laughed alone.

‘Is that so? ’

The shaman, called the infidel, was the most avid of them all.

He was an unmanned man at the peak, who, when he saw the only unmanned figure in the company, seemed to think he was the leader of the group.

From the looks of it, everyone was young, but who would have guessed they were superstars in the picture?

“Huh?”

The bluff of not knowing anything was puzzling.

After returning to his seat with a smile on his face, Hubong sent a message to Lady Chun with a face that felt bad for no reason.

[Lord, that Malco Shaman is strange. He blinked one eye at me, and it was like he was looking at Elder Hwan. Is he a pervert?]

‘.......... ’

Seeing the vain shuddering like a chill, she gave no answer.

They simply ordered meat noodles and souvenirs while having a normal conversation to look as natural as possible.