EX rank supporting role’s replay in a prestigious school-Chapter 1072: Night Outpost (15)

Eun Gwang-go Eun Hwi-gwan, the chairman’s office.

Dokgo Mi-ro remained beside his friend’s traces and his classmate’s clone.

There was no telling when Hwang-ho would be able to move, or if he would have enough time to devote to this clone, or if Cheong-ho would return, but Dokgo Mi-ro simply waited.

He knew that even if Dokgo Mi-ro was here, it would be of no help to the nobles who were fighting a big fight.

In fact, it was painful to see Hwang-ho’s strong clone or Cheong-ho’s traces in this place, but he could endure it.

There was something else that was difficult to endure.

It was Yong Je-geon’s existence.

“How long are you going to wait? Until the sun rises? Or until the third match starts? Or forever? I’ll go watch when the match starts. If you’re not going to go, I’ll tell you.”

“Just wait.”

“Miroya, if you wish, you need a price.”

It seemed that the wish to silence Yongjegeon would require a greater price than reviving the memories of the mythical clan.

Dokgo Miro seriously considered negotiating with the god of wishes who had the power.

As he seriously considered the possibility of negotiation and the price based on his thoughts based on his irritation and anger toward Yongjegeon, his suffering subsided somewhat.

His head became somewhat cold, and it seemed that Yongjegeon had deliberately incited him to do so, but it was more likely that the dragon clan of the play world had been talking too much for his own enjoyment.

In any case, as Yongjegeon had said, it was something he couldn’t wait for forever.

“I thought you would come to greet me in person rather than waiting, but you’re unexpected. Or you would ask me to help your friend even if it meant paying a price.”

Yongjegeon said with narrowed eyes.

The eyes that shined like Yeouiboju looked at Dokgo Mi-ro.

Yong Je-geon's words were light, but if you listened to them, they could be interpreted as criticism.

It seemed like he was pressuring Dokgo Mi-ro, asking why he was just waiting when there was no other way.

Dokgo Mi-ro, who was halfway into the entertainment industry where the public constantly evaluates the subject, was somewhat accustomed to such tests.

Dokgo Mi-ro looked straight into Yong Je-geon's eyes and answered.

"That's because Teacher Yong is here."

"Because I am?"

"If you were short on power, you wouldn't be here. Also, it would be much more fun to get involved in the fights of the mythical world's powerful families than to watch me cry and tease me, so why would you be here? You'd be wasting your time in a place like this because you'd be a nuisance."

Yong Je-geon laughed heartily as he heard those words, but there was nothing wrong with Dokgo Mi-ro's words.

Even though it was only for a moment, Dokgo Miro was satisfied when Yongje Geon closed his mouth.

He finally felt that he had hit the mark.

But unfortunately, Yongje Geon’s silence did not last long.

“Even if there are more Jins in the class, our class will be okay. Right?”

“I don’t know what’s okay, but whether Hani is a Jin or a superior being, our class will be okay.”

“Then Jins other than Hani are okay?”

“I didn’t say anything like that.”

Yongje Geon chuckled as he thought of another mythical clan that had not yet come to school, the best Mujae of the clans, but he was satisfied with Dokgo Miro’s answer.

Although he had hardly played a proper role as a burden, Yongje Geon liked Class 0 right now.

It was fun to watch the students of Class 0, and he liked the funny reactions they got when he poked them like this.

“I’ve felt this way after attending many funerals.”

“Don’t you ever get tired of hearing about those funerals?”

“Yeah, I’m not bored.”

Yong Je-geon kept talking about what he wanted to say, regardless of whether Dokgo Mi-ro was tired of it or not.

“Some things change when your status or appearance changes, but some things don’t.”

Dokgo Mi-ro thought it was really unpleasant to hear Yong Je-geon talking, but he couldn’t say anything to him.

Yong Je-geon was still smiling so much that he wondered why he was using that face, and his attitude didn’t seem serious.

However, his words were sincere.

Yong Je-geon seemed to be thinking of someone whose status and appearance had changed.

At that moment, Hwang Ho’s clone, which had not moved at all, moved.

“... ...!”

Dokgo Mi-ro sensed the presence and quickly turned to Hwang Ho.

Hwang Ho was blinking.

His movements seemed slower and heavier than usual, but he felt lively.

The moment Hwangho stopped moving, the fear that had been eating away at a corner of Dokgo Mi-ro’s heart disappeared.

“I kept you waiting.”

“Hey, are you okay?”

“There’s no way something bad could happen to this body.”

Hwangho didn’t laugh heartily like usual, but he pretended to be okay.

Dokgo Mi-ro wanted to scold him, asking if he was really okay, but he decided to pretend not to know.

Hwangho clenched and unclenched his fists as if he was practicing moving his body.

“There are many clones that need to move. Please understand if the response is slow.”

“I guess we’re still fighting.”

“The big fight is over. I don’t need to step forward anywhere else.”

Dokgo Mi-ro sensed the discomfort mixed in the conversation between Hwangho and Yongjegeon and asked.

“What, are you still fighting? How does Yong-sama know that?”

“If it were me, I would take advantage of the gap when Hwang Ho’s clone stops to reduce the power of the clan. It would be good to attack Hwang Ho’s clone to accumulate damage, and it would also be good to eliminate Hwang Ho’s clone in front of you to reduce their morale. The enemy would think the same.”

Dokgo Mi-ro felt a chill at Yong Je-geon’s words.

Hwang Ho’s clone, who is currently in the form of Hwang Ji-ho, is relatively safe because it is in Eun-hui-gwan.

Yong Je-geon, who is not very trustworthy but still has power, and if necessary, I can call the teacher.

The clones staying in the clan’s main strongholds would also be safe.

But what about the clones that are active outside or conducting operations?

Some of Hwang Ho’s clones were exposed to the outside, and if they stopped, they would be good targets.

“I am responding to the emergency situation with my secretary and the chief sorcerer at the forefront. “The clan is not that easy.”

Hwang Ho dismissed Yong Je Geon’s words that were stirring up anxiety.

At those words, Dokgo Mi Ro thought of the secretary who had disappeared.

The secretary seemed to have moved to ensure the safety of Hwang Ho’s clone as soon as it stopped.

‘Was that why there were no other clans in Eunhwi Hall?’

Hwang Ho’s words sometimes stopped, but the more he listened, the more Dokgo Mi Ro’s anxiety disappeared from his mind.

Hwang Ho didn’t say that anyone was hurt, and judging by the lack of shadows on his face, it didn’t seem like anyone was hurt.

Dokgo Mi Ro’s friend who had disappeared in an instant also seemed to be safe.

However, when he tried to ask about his friend’s well-being, his mouth strangely wouldn’t open.

He could clearly see Yong Je Geon smiling as he noticed Dokgo Mi Ro’s hesitation.

Dokgo Mi Ro was just about to muster up the courage to speak to Hwang Ho.

Paat!

From afar, he felt something running towards him quickly.

Judging from the fact that Hwangho was not at all on guard, it seemed like it wasn’t an enemy.

Considering the current situation, it wouldn’t have been strange if someone had run here.

Dokgo Mi-ro couldn’t take his eyes off the door, thinking that it must have been a member of the clan trying to check Hwangho’s clone.

It was an unfamiliar sound, but he felt that if he waited a little longer, the person Dokgo Mi-ro was waiting for would come.

Boom!

Someone forced the automatic door open before it opened on its own.

If the door hadn’t been made of otherworldly metal, it might have been broken by the force.

A short-haired woman stood beyond the roughly opened door.

It was his first time meeting her, but Dokgo Mi-ro immediately recognized who she was and ran forward.

Even if her appearance had changed, he could recognize his friend.

“Haniya!”

Cheongho opened his eyes wide upon hearing Dokgo Mi-ro’s voice.

Cheongho's memory contained the voices of his friends from the Hojok clan and the voice of the dragon clan of the Yuhui world, but Dokgo Mi-ro's voice was not there.

Cheongho was amazed by the voice of his friend whom he was hearing for the first time.

Cheongho's favorite voice was the voice of a newcomer, but Dokgo Mi-ro's voice was also clear and sweet.

Cheongho said to his friend who recognized him.

"I came to listen to your song."

* * *

Tiger mansion, Eunho's annex.

The tigers respected Cheongho's wishes and decided to wait until he met Dokgo Mi-ro.

In the meantime, Kim Shin-rok returned after torturing him.

Kim Shin-rok's face turned pale when he saw that Jeokho was injured.

"This is nothing serious, so don't worry, son. It's not like there was a puncture anywhere on his body, it's just a scratch... ... ."

"Yes, there's no penetration wound. But the arrow that was aimed at me hit me instead, and the flesh on my back, shoulder, and waist was torn off, and I bled a lot. I’m sorry. Because of me, Mr. Kim Shin-rok’s father got hurt.”

“Oh, that... ... that... ... .”

“I’ll stay by your side until Jeok-ho receives proper treatment. I won’t let you get hurt any more.”

Gong Cheong-hwan spoke honestly to Jeok-ho, who pretended to be okay.

Kim Shin-rok was in the middle, making a blank expression.

Gong Cheong-hwan was much younger than him in terms of years of experience as a teacher.

Gong Cheong-hwan was a newbie who had just become a regular teacher, while Kim Shin-rok was a veteran who had worked at Eun Kwang-go for about 15 years.

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When he found out that Gong Cheong-hwan was a rookie, he was embarrassed, but he thought he could just keep his distance, but when he said this, he didn’t know what to do.

Jeok-ho looked embarrassed at Gong Cheong-hwan’s words.

“No, if you say that, my son will be worried.”

“If you don’t say this, you’ll delay the treatment to reassure your son. To show him that he’s not injured enough to need treatment.”

The tigers watched as Jeok-ho, Gong Cheong-hwon, and Kim Shin-rok, who was caught between them, talked.

“Is it true that your memories as a new person haven’t come back? You know Jeok-ho well.”

“Jeok-ho is easy to understand.”

“Really? On the other hand, Baek-ho is a difficult person to understand. No one knew where he left his true name.”

I gave San-ryeong a dried persimmon chocolate as a snack, cheering Eun-ho on as he said something to Baek-ho.

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San-ryeong seemed to have been caught by chance while wandering around Eun-ho’s annex.

San-ryeong watched the tigers chattering while touching the chocolate.

“Watching is more fun than eating!”

“Then watch while eating.”

“I’ll do that!”

When the atmosphere had calmed down to some extent, Kim Shin-rok tried to carefully convey what he wanted to report, but Hwang Ji-ho stopped him.

“Wait a minute. Let’s listen together with Cheongho.”

“Cheongho?”

“Yes. Cheongho will want to hear directly about the achievements of his disciple.”

“Yes, I understand... ... !”

Kim Shin-rok nodded with a bright expression.

Then, after observing the situation, he took out a palm-sized memo pad from his bosom and started writing something down. It seemed like he was organizing the content to report in an analog manner.

While Jeokho was looking at his son with warm eyes, Eunho spoke.

“That would be good. Since we have a lot to talk about today, it would be good to listen to everything without missing anything in the presence of everyone. It’s difficult to talk about today, but there’s something that absolutely must be talked about.”

Eunho made a determined face.

It seemed like he knew what Eunho was going to say.

‘I was going to bring that up... ... .’

In fact, he tried to talk about something that was difficult to talk about, but had to talk about it on behalf of the tigers, but Eunho ended /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ up taking that role away from him.

I was about to take the initiative in the conversation right now, but then Sanryong pulled the hem of my uniform and asked in a small voice if I had any more snacks.

The quantity was generous, but I wondered why, and Baekhogun was holding a handful of dried persimmon chocolates that Sanryong had given.

It was really pitiful that the tiger, who hated dried persimmons, was taking the child’s food and acting like that.

In the meantime, Eunho continued talking.

“You say it’s a difficult story to tell, really... ... .”

“There are two stories I have to tell.”

Eunho displayed two holograms.

One was a picture of the Wolgunggye map that Oktoyeon had apparently taken and sent.

“One is the sorrowful bear woman I witnessed on the Wolgunggye map today.”

The other was a picture of a broken gun.

“The other is Youngin, Shinin’s younger sister.”