He said ‘Hyeongsu nim’! A term he had no idea was so enjoyable.
Cha Eunhee revealed her sparkly white teeth while smiling slightly.
“Yes. Please ask.”
Cheo Jongbeom asked cautiously.
“Umm…what school did you graduate from?”
“That is…”
Cha Eunhee attempted to answer but Jeong Ilhun’s strained and rebuked.
“Dude, Jongbeom! Why is school important here?”
Jeong Ilhun was a high school dropout.
The other instructors and students were also in some form, middle school or high school dropouts. It was not something they'd (proudly) put on the end of their belts.
If someone graduated from high school, that person would be classified as an elite here.
So when Cheo Jongbeom threw out this question unconscious of its hidden notion, Jeong Ilhun though differently.
‘She must have been embarrassed for not being able to graduate due to some incident.’
A caring man’s consideration.
The reason why Jeong Ilhun had captivated her mind.
Cha Eunhee replied with a smile.
“It’s fine. I have no reason to not answer. I graduated from Harvard.”
“Huh?”
Cheo Jongbeom was confused.
“You mean the Harvard institution in downtown for cramming to repeat college entrance exam?”
“It’s the University in Boston, US.”
“Keoheok!”
Which resulted in a flurry of screams, then a deep silence.
The instructors and practitioners alike just inadvertently know of someone from Harvard University.
This time, Ma Sangbeom asked.
“Excuse me for asking, but what do you do now?”
“I’m in the hospital.”
“Oh, you’re a nurse.”
“No, I’m a doctor.”
“Do, doctor?”
“Yes. I’m a psychiatrist.”
Ma Sangbeom eyeballs alarmed.
For Jeong Ilhun to get a girlfriend, the mid 30 year old instructors breathing had become clogged.
The trainees too, were desperate.
‘No no. This is not a time for us to aimlessly eating away.’
‘We're in our late 20s, while 30 is just around the corner. To be able to land a beautiful and intelligent girlfriend...’
The future was looking bleaker and bleaker for them.
Within, falling rain and thunderous crashes pounded away at them.
‘It can’t be this way.’
‘There is no time to waste.’
The instructors and practitioners all shot up.
“We have to connect to Royal Road!”
“C’mon and let’s connect!”
“The Orc village! We should go to that village!”
All of them gave birth to a great goal all at the same time.
At the time, An Hyeon Soo’s capsule was already occupied and connected. As soon as they spawned into Morata, all of them violently charged toward the Orc village.
***
It was a state of urgency inside KMC Media cinema room
“Toppled the second line of defense!”
“He’s fighting with the third perimeter.”
“Seven Spearmen slaughtered, he can’t be stopped.”
“Killed a Bromba Kingdom’s Knight! Level estimated to be around 360.”
Director Khang was busy checking the Broadcasting Schedule that he couldn't watch the screen at the moment.
“He killed them in just a few minutes?”
The staffs inside the cinema room hesitated for a bit before replying.
“Almost instantaneously really…didn’t even get up to one minute.”
“Are you talking about the situation on horseback? I think you all know how strong a single level 360 Knight is. Aren’t you all mistaken?”
“The horse didn’t stop at all. It ran toward one direction and he was fighting while on horseback…in a brief moment, he slashed over 10 times.”
“Is that possible? Swinging sword while on horseback will disturb the rider’s balance.”
“I too...in my shoes, I couldn’t fathom it. But he did it.”
“What a monster.”
Nothing outside of admiration on the continuing battle!
From the beginning, Weed, while on the white horse’s back along with the Princess situated behind him, rode toward the enemy’s lines.
The Archer units fired arrows at an enormous rate, but he boldly charges through. Even before the arrows lands at the targeted spot via above, he had already crossed past the space.
The enemy’s Magicians cast their magical attacks, but the horse exquisitely dodged them by redirect his body.
Explosive flames, ice shards, and storms of lightning!
The Skeleton Knight demonstrated his trustworthy riding skills and penetrated aboard the white stallion.
He then came face to face with the Spearmen and Archers’ line.
By just adjusting the hinds of the horse, whenever the stomps landed, pikes and swords cracked up, and the Spearmen at the end of the romp stomping without a doubt lost their lives.
An irresistible assault!
A Knight on horseback’s base damage is so much higher during the charge.
At least, by two or three times.
It can get to the maximum of seven times the damage depending on the speed of the steed’s assault.
A shield to prevent it will result in broken pieces; armor plates are crush, shatter, or even tears off.
Regular infantry troops cannot stop the galloping speed of the Knights.
On foot, Knights have reliable strength and very good defense, along with high vitality; but, to really display the true strength of a Knight is when he’s ridden on horseback.
Weed with the aforementioned speed attached, charged and penetrated the perimeter.
Above calling forth the terrific speed of the horse, Weed’s movements were notoriously flamboyant. The sword within his hand seemed to be dancing about.
Formidable strength and speed.
He dove into the heart of the enemy’s territory with just himself and swung his sword through the infantries.
Also, in spite of a duel against a full-fledged Knight amongst them, he still triumphed.
Even though he was under the effect of the Power to Deny Death, it was nothing short of greatness.
Director Khang suspiciously asked under a cold tone.
“Could he possibly have experience being a Knight…originally?”
“Maybe, but we don’t know.”
“The application said he’s a Sculptor.”
“Might just be a side hobby.”
Mere speculations, but the broadcasters determined that was something sensible enough.
In fact, with the images being sent over, there was no point dwelling deep into the character’s information. Something along the line of a principle to the broadcasters.
Things such as Weed’s circumstances were also unknown.
For the broadcasters to beseech things such as items, skills, or character information in order to form a contract was something nearing the border of an unreasonable request; because they were important secrets.
“He’s versatile everywhere on the battlefield.”
“I’d like to have a Knight saving me like that too…”
“Romantic, so romantic. The excitement of having a Knight on a white steed is something I can enjoy…”
The female writers indulged in the battle.
A naïve Princess wanting to return to her home country! She entrusted herself to a Knight with a white horse.
It was something out of a romance novel, or something of a yearned-for dream.
Of course, within those stories, the Knights were often handsome young men; in contrast, the Knight was a skeleton without a single flesh attached.