I stopped being a warrior and became the strongest

Welcome, comrades.

Doren was a resident of the world and a merchant who roams the desert in the name of all the gods.

He was moving back and forth between the tribes in the desert and the nomads, trying to become a merchant.

Then, by the hordes of marbles that roam through the desert, his top suddenly collapsed. I was at risk of losing my life.

But the ghost that appeared to him suddenly changed his fate.

The wanderer and the apostle of Tang Khan called themselves ghosts suddenly came to reality and wiped out the hordes of omens. We save Doren, who was in crisis.

Doren, whose life was barely spared with the help of a ghost. To bring back the Fallen Merchant Guild, he wanted to stand up again with the help of an acquaintance. It was almost impossible to rebuild the merchant guild without any capital.

But the luxurious Yeti leather coat that fell in front of him suddenly changed his fate.

Doren made money selling expensive top-quality Yeti leather coats.

With the money he earned selling leather and the right advice from the ghosts, he will create a huge merchant guild that wrinkles the desert.

But because of a necklace that accidentally flowed into the Merchant Guild, his son was abducted by an unknown force, and Doren learned that they were servants to the Emperor of the Desert.

And then Doren freed up a tremendous amount of money to save his son, hired mercenaries, and succeeded in making connections with a lot of talent.

Based on the strength of the mercenaries and talent gathered, Doren began exploring the ruins of the Great Desert.

Only Doreen made a deal with a mysterious creature on her quest to save her son.

He paid for the emotions he had in return for his strength. As a result, he succeeded in gaining enormous power, but he became more and more arid as a desert.

Despite destroying the kingdom of the desert and establishing the kingdom of mercenaries, Agape had only one goal: to save his son.

He eliminated the rivals who sought to negotiate with the kingdoms, to wage war, and to gain the power of mysterious existence, and finally faced his son.

But all of those things were meant to be mysterious, and Doren became his puppet.

But Doren used the mysterious existence trap as an inverse, and together with the emperor of the desert, she made her final choice.

In the meantime, the bracelet that was left with only the power of the Emperor greatly changed someone’s fate.

His work will become known throughout the desert as the history of the kingdom of Agape.

Watching Doren’s life flow like a tide.

He thinks.

‘I don’t know how life works. ’

Of course, I thought Doreen would settle for Merchantship.

Because of his work, he’s going to live a life unlike he expected.

I didn’t expect it.

‘If Doreen had no children… she would have lived a completely different life. ’

Maybe become an almighty merchant.

They may have created a maze of oysters that wrinkles continents.

‘It would have been okay to live that life, but it’s not a bad life for your son, Doreen…’

I wish I had a life just for myself.

Doren, who sacrificed for her son and also sacrificed for him, was great enough.

‘The only question is… was Doren really a platinum-worthy warrior? ’

Of course, Doren’s accomplishments were extraordinary.

Compared to Maron, I also wondered if there was a bit of a shortage.

‘Maron had created a spirit. Then… ah…’

The thought hits the bracelet at once.

He flicks his fingers and thinks:

“If the bracelet, Doran with the bracelet, had a huge impact on the continent…”

It is somewhat understandable why Doran shined platinum.

“Doren has been fed for the birth of Doran. ’

According to Ceasan.

The bracelet Doran inherited from Doren contains the power of the Emperor.

‘The bracelet was meant to cost you just like Doren, but you won’t have to pay for the death of Doren and the Emperor together. So… ”

Now that Doran has the power of the Emperor, he will succeed his father to the throne.

I’m glad to hear that, but can Doran do better? ’

After being trapped in a pillar for a long time, Doran has a low mental age.

I think I can be easily seduced by the temptations around me.

“There was no Cayron who was a big supporter of Doren, and all that was left was Cezanne.”

Cezanne said she’d go back to her native Tang Cantium if Doran was looking for Doran.

‘If only I could help Doran by his side until he settles down. Hmm.

When Joon thought about the future of Doran and the kingdom of the desert, ‘Agape.’

Comprehensive compensation will be paid.

You won five pillars of Babylon as a combined reward.

Tuk

The same bracelet that Doran wore at his feet fell off.

Roll the floor.

“ · · · ”

Grab the bracelet slowly and check the information.

The Five Pillars of Babylon

Description: The great king of Babylon, ruler of the ancient desert and loser of the South.

He thought emotions degraded the abilities of life and were unnecessary.

After repeated experiments with five officials, he was able to remove his own emotions, and where his emotions disappeared, a vast desert spirit entered his mind.

Ability: Can borrow the power of the five most powerful souls in the desert for a short time.

“Oh… Can I borrow your ability?” This is a little weird. ’

Then the abilities that the Emperor displayed were not his.

It belonged to another soul?

‘Well, I don’t know about that. The souls of the strongest deserts, anyway… This needs to be tested. And…

JooJoon wears a bracelet on his right arm and recalls Doren’s appearance.

‘This bracelet will be worn dearly, Doren… Well done. ’

When he stroked the bracelet carefully.

Mentor Haina was enlightened as a teacher.

Mentor Haina may have a strong impact on the next warrior’s mentor.

Communicate with mentor Haina, mentor Akma, Maron and Samuel

A series of messages appeared before him.

Zec

As he reads the message, his vision becomes familiar.

It was moved to the white space.

[· · ·]

Heina stares at the warriors with dazed eyes.

[You’re back. How did it go this time?]

Archma greets her first.

[I thought I gave him the advice he needed the most… but that doesn’t necessarily lead to a good outcome.]

Akma taps her shoulder in Haina’s powerless confession.

[I think the future can be shinier because I don’t know. Even if the result is not good, the challenge is not wrong. Obviously, you get it in a failed process.]

[Yes, it is. But I guess I was… too short. I could have given you better advice.]

[Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m sure he’s grown a lot with your help, and that’s entirely your contribution.]

Haina smiles helplessly at Akma’s consolation.

[I wish I could teach you magic engineering… But it’s too bad Doren didn’t have magic skills. If it had been pure, it would have been a great wizard.]

[Cough… Of course, the teacher made pure white to train more wizards, but I disagree with that opinion.]

[.. yes?]

Haina tilts her head.

Akma continues to speak calmly.

[I don’t want to deny your ideology of giving people the possibility that anyone can become a wizard. But if they’re all wizards, who’s gonna take care of the rest?]

That’s…

[Besides, if there’s a fight, everything will be solved by magic. Is that a beautiful world?]

Akma was right.

She didn’t disagree with him.

He keeps talking.

[You said Doren was a merchant, right? If that Doren had learned magic, would he have been so successful as a merchant? Could your commercial knowledge also shine? I don’t think so.]

[It’s possible, but could it have paralleled the way of the merchant with magic?]

Akma shakes her head in Haina’s opinion.

[You may think so, but if Doren had mastered magic, she wouldn’t have wanted to borrow the power of the old mercenaries, nor would she have built a kingdom of mercenaries.]

[· · ·]

Haina is lost in thought.

Akma gives her last comment.

[Magic is certainly a great and wonderful academic discipline, but I think it is right for someone with a desperate desire for magic to learn magic.]

[Obviously… you’re right. If Doreen had taught him magic, he probably wouldn’t have walked that path.]

Haina nods, agreeing with Akma.

He turns his head and asks.

Where are Marron and Samuel?]

[Oh, well…]

When Akma smiled awkwardly.

(Ugh… Ugh… Let’s rest for a moment!) Brothers!]

There was a disturbance on one side.

I turn my head towards you.

[Puheheheheh! Perfect for hitting. That’s more like it!]

No! Die!!]

I can see Bikal being beaten unilaterally, surrounded by demons and spirits.

[No, you guys! Fighting for what it’s worth is sweating each other out and banging our weapons!]

A bayonet that kneels with a great sword.

This is how I fight. Once I’ve defeated the spirits, I’ll think about it.]

[If you have a complaint, you can also use your head. It’s not that hard, right?]

[· · ·]

Maron and Samuel shrug their shoulders at such a bical.

[Maron! Samuel! Baikal! Haina is back.]

Meanwhile, Akma calls to them.

[Oh! You’re back! I was really looking forward to it!]

A bikal running in front of Huddak Heina with a sword.

[Oh, really? I guess you missed the taste of my guns.]

Oh, that’s…

Bikal smiling awkwardly.

Maron and Samuel approach her.

[You’re back. How did it go with you? You must have done great things, right, by God’s grace?]

Haina smiles faintly at Samuel’s question.

[Incredible things happen, but I could see the greatness of parents with children.]

The greatness of your parents?]

Maron tilts his head.

Haina mentioned what happened with Doren.

[Indeed…]

Warriors pouting as if they were convincing.

[Just as the child grows in the hands of the parent, so do the parents through the child, Doren has also achieved true growth through Doran.]

[But coldly, if you had turned your back on Doran, you could have seen a better future.]

As Samuel agrees, Haina nods.

[I’ve also shared my opinions… but I don’t think that’s the case with my parents.]

[Hmm… I don’t know. I didn’t even know I was a father.]

While Maron smiled awkwardly.

Akma smiles gladly at him like that.

[Even though I met you in the world of the Great One, I think I know Doreen’s heart a little bit.]

Yes?

[Even if you were in that situation or worse, I would have done everything in my power to save you.]

Let’s blush as if Maron was embarrassed by Akma’s confession.

[Blessed are the rich. How his son and father were blessed…]

Samuel looks at the rich man and shows envy.

[Don’t say that, brother. Without your sacrifice, there would have been no León. Even though he says he’s my son, you’re the godfather to him.]

[Haha, thank you for saying that.]

Samuel smiling.

[By the way, isn’t my colleague coming soon?]

Baikal smiles widely and gets into their conversation.

A warrior who tilts his head to look brighter than ever before.

[Yes, but… is it that good?]

A Baikal nodding its head as if it were a natural question for Haina.

[Wouldn’t you be happy to have a colleague to share this pain with me? Kuhahahahaha!]

[· · ·]

[… really? So you had a painful time with your classmates?]

In Maron’s playful jokes, the Bical shakes his head.

[No! That’s not what I meant, I’m just glad my colleagues are coming in! Pain!!]

The Baikal shakes his head again.

Maron and Samuel stare at him with gleaming eyes.

[So it’s okay to double the number of spirits and demons than it is now?]

That’s a little…

What you wanted was a fierce battle.]

When asked, the bical shakes its head in tears.

[Yes, but… at least this side will taste like a fight.]

I used to think I was stronger than anyone else.

I couldn’t even take a shoulder in front of my classmates.

[Then I’ll get rid of the spirits next time.]

[Really?! I think you know the shame of a warrior when you say two words with one mouth!]

I wonder if he’ll bite.

A Baikal that seeks consent from other seniors quickly.

But Maron smiles at such a bical.

[If you’re a warrior, you might have to do it, but I’m a spirit.]

[· · ·]

Maron’s jokes are making Baikal’s face blur.

Hwaak

A beam of light shot down the white space.

[I must have been devastated… but this place…]

Soon, Doren had a confused look on her face.

[Oh-oh! Brothers! Welcome!]

Before Haina even greeted Doren,

Baikal sprints in front of him, giving him a vigorous welcome.

The End