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Even with President Jang Yong-hoo in front of him, there was no word from Daganda.
It was an attitude that had no regrets as much as Turuk, who literally showed that he had nothing to want and nothing to say.
Se-young, who soared about 10 meters into the air with just a light step, descended right in front of the helipad in a parabola.

After Se-young boarded the helicopter, everyone’s eyes went up to the sky.
In the midst of the besieging army, the country’s supreme power, the president, and top media outlets blankly watched the helicopter carrying Se-young leave.
The helicopter, which floated over the Han River, turned and headed over the Seoul River.

There is a Blue House.
Jang Yong-hoo couldn’t take his eyes off the helicopter’s tail.
Government officials and soldiers stood like mourners and watched the president staring at the helicopter.

The reporters’ cameras captured the president’s endless gaze, people’s gaze, and the helicopter moving away into the city center.
The scene was broadcast through the camera on TV and mobile phone.
to the citizens of Seoul.
to the Korean people.

The absurd reality of being kicked out in a single day, and the person who robbed the stolen home, proudly riding a helicopter and returning home without regard to the military, government or the president.
For that moment, the entire Republic of Korea was silent, without anger or embarrassment.
The reality that the capital of a country is occupied by a single person and nothing can be done.
Realizing that 10 million people have been kicked out by just one person and neither the military nor the president can do anything about it.

“Chief Min.”
Min Hyung-taek looked at him with puzzled eyes when the head of the Security Office, Jo Myeong-hak, blinked.
Because it was a signal that he was going to get into the president’s car.
Normally, he would be wary of what he was going to say, but Min Hyung-taek, seeing the shadow of the president’s face, yielded without hesitation.

It was because the atmosphere was not very good when we went by car, so I thought I would give up my seat to the chief of the security office and change to another car.
Jo Myung-hak, sitting right next to the president, opened his mouth as soon as the car started.

“Let’s see.”
Jang Yong-hoo didn’t even look at the file that the chief of the security office had offered.
They just look at the city center beyond the Han River with enchanted eyes like displaced people facing their homeland, which they will never go to again.

“I asked the president to tell me that there is a plan to deal with Tak Se-young.”
Jang Yong-hoo turned his head and looked at the chief of security.
He didn’t look surprised at all. It wasn’t even the eyes full of anticipation.

Myeong-hak Cho opened the documents he had brought forward and presented them to the president again.
The president’s eyes then turned downward and moved to the papers.

Top Secret <Disposal> Faded ‘Top Secret’ on the front page of the document
A red seal is stamped on Iran, and a black and blue seal is added over it.
This means that it was a top-secret document, but it was discarded because it was of no use.

Jang Yong-hoo looked at the chief of the security office as if what was this.
Since he was not originally a politician, Jang Yong-hoo did not find it strange that the top-secret documents were not destroyed even though they were classified as discarded.

Joo Myeong-hak sparing his words and beckoned him to turn over the file.
When I turned the first page, the first page of the discolored old report was a person’s personal statement.

Even the ID photos were black and white, as if the records were very old.
It was a picture of a boy who had to look at a lot of vivid black-and-white photos for an old one.

Jang Yong-hoo’s gaze moved to the side of the picture.
Name: Im Jun-hyung.
Age: 16 years old (dead)
Affiliation: Ministry of National Safety Planning.
Jang Yong-hoo looked at the affiliation column and looked away from the document with an absurd look.
“What is this?”

There was anger at the voice of the question.
It was natural.
What else is belonging to the identity record for a 16-year-old boy? National Safety Planning Department? Isn’t that saying that a middle school student was an agent for the National Intelligence Service? No, it was a place called ‘Angibu’, which was a symbol of the dark times that were more bloody than now.
A document indicating that you belong to such a bloody intelligence agency.
“Secretary of the Security Office. Now to me… ha. No. Let’s stop.”

Jang Yong-hoo managed to suppress the words that came up to his throat and let out a sigh.
“This is the document that the innocent head of the National Intelligence Service asked the president to upload.”
“There is a person named Yang Yeon-jong at the Subangsa headquarters.”

Illumination tried to keep words as little as possible.
It was because he was not unaware of Jang Yong-hu’s feelings.
However, a bundle of papers from an unfamiliar old man and a file handed over in the name of the head of the National Intelligence Service confused him.
To that extent, the contents of the documents and files provided by Yang Yeon-jong were shocking, embarrassing, and even more absurd.

“I think you should read it first, because I can’t even guess what he’s going to say.”
Jang Yong-hoo had to change his attitude when he mentioned the death of the head of the National Intelligence Service over documents that looked like children’s pranks.

In addition, the director of the National Intelligence Service and his son tried to get rid of Tak Se-young, but didn’t he suffer a disgrace?
If it is a file that the Director of the National Intelligence Service sent to the chief of the Security Office asking for it to be delivered to him in the meantime, it would not be considered a joke.

Specialty: Assassination craft. before infiltration.
Code name: Chungjeong.

In the special part, Jang Yong-hoo’s face lit up with an absurd light.
However, his expression hardened little by little when he looked at the dates, operation names, and mission details lined up underneath them.

It was a surprise and an embarrassment.
The shock that put it all together was oozing out of his shaking gaze.
As Jang Yong-hoo turned to the next page, there was no more absurd expression on his face.

Name: Im Aram.
Age: 15 years old.
Affiliation: Ministry of National Safety Planning.
Main Specialty: High-altitude descent. derangement. before the siege.
Codename: Suho.
It was more absurd than the previous one.

He was one year younger, and even as the name suggests, the person in the picture was a girl, as expected.
Its main specialty is that it has amazing characters even though I’ve seen it twice.
However, Jang Yong-hoo did not laugh and read down the operations and missions recorded immediately below.

As the president’s gaze stayed at the end of the report, the chief of security said.
“Im Jun-hyung is certain to be dead, but Lim A-ram has not been officially declared dead. At that time, while the two were carrying out a joint operation, Lim Jun-hyung passed away, but Lim A-ram has been missing all the time.”
A man wearing an orange climbing vest walking on a national road walked and walked while chewing on a dried and twisted branch he picked up from the roadside.

It seemed like he was just walking around like everything was cumbersome and boring, but in fact, the man’s head was a bit complicated.
It’s been 10-20 years since I recovered my sanity and put the beast inside my body to sleep.
‘Ahhhh?’
Even though it was a vague memory, it was still clear.
scream.
blood.
I wished it would disappear beyond the depths of my memory, but while everything else fades, those two are just as vivid as yesterday.

‘Sah, save me! live… Ahh?’
‘I will surrender! I will surrender, oh oh oh!’
‘This monster! Die!’
clunky. puffy.
‘Uh-huh? Whoa?’
– Don’t kill them all.
‘brother-!’

Pa-ang! The man frowned at the deafening horn and turned his head.
tooth profit.
On a quiet rail, there were no carriages, only one locomotive stood there.
A middle-aged man who came out of the cockpit took off his hat and bowed in a respectful manner.

It wasn’t just the clothes that were worn by railroad engineers, but the Tae really smelled like a veteran.
The man in a climbing vest shook his head at the engineer’s aura emanating from his body.

“Unlucky traitors.”
The man stretched out and stepped towards the train.
As he jumped in front of the treadmill, the man’s body struck and he sank down on the protruding part of the front of the train.

It didn’t go up by jumping, but as if a feather was blown away by the wind and landed on the front of the train.
The middle-aged engineer, who witnessed the unbelievable appearance, widened his eyes and gave a surprised expression.
The man raised his hand and pointed forward.

“Full speed.”
“Let’s go.”
“Oh, yes.”
The engineer entered the cockpit at the same time as the answer and started the train immediately.
“People? This task.”
“Yes, dean.”
“Think of him as something like Tak Se-young. Rather, it will keep him from relaxing.”
“Are you saying that he’s such a great person? He didn’t look that great in terms of his looks or his short stature.”

Jeongsan Yoo smiled as she walked on the platform with her back on her back.
There were things that were thoroughly hidden and forgotten, but it was because of the bitterness of how scared he was in the organization, or even his existence had become a dim past.
The station and platform, which were almost warehouse-level to the extent that it was a simple station, seemed to be no longer in use, and the cracked and broken cement platforms were overgrown with weeds.

“Is he that great? He must have turned 50 already? He said he’s been hiding for a long time?
“Practical feeling?”
Yoo Jeong-san interrupted the man’s words in the middle of the conversation, and smirked.
It was the most absurd thing he had ever heard in his life.

“A hunting dog needs constant training to hunt. But a wild beast doesn’t need that.”
“Because it’s just a beast. From birth. In practice? Why would a wild beast that is weak and strong-willed need such a thing? Except for itself, all beings born to prey are wild beasts.”

Although he nodded his head, the man’s expression still looked suspicious.
Since Tak Se-young has shown such mysterious abilities, it seems that it is not possible to realize that there is another being who can be against him.
Maybe it was because it was not a new existence, but an old person who had spent a long time in the past.

“Can I ask you one thing?”
“Tell me.”
“No one knows why Tak Se-young became such a mysterious being. Do you know how these two, who are comparable to him, got such power?”

As Yoo Jeong-san quietly nodded, the man overtook Tak Se-young for the first time and made a curious expression about the two of them.

“Im Baek-ryeong. He taught while raising two siblings alone in the mountains.”
“Im Baek-ryeong?”

The man asked, pondering his name.

“He is one of the great ones who raised our mission.”
“Yes?”

The man opened his mouth in surprise.
“How could that be? I heard that they and their brothers and sisters drove our organization to the brink of annihilation?”
Because it was true, Jeongsan Yoo did not say anything.

“It was destroyed. It’s because he saved me and the current leaders of our organization.”
“And he died that day. There was only one condition that kept us alive. It was to live quietly.”

Yujeongsan was not just a reminiscence of the past as a memory.
It was only recently that he realized that he and the leadership had made one big mistake for a long time.

Why did you save them? Why did you give me the deaf?
At first, there were people who changed their minds and thought that they were on the same side, but that wasn’t the case.
I’ve been working tirelessly over the years to figure out what my true intentions are and what my intentions are.

‘I want to protect the life of an ordinary person that my brother enjoys. That’s the reason.’
Yoo Jeong-san smiled and shook her head.

It was disappointing that no one knew why it was so simple.
Pa-ang! Then a horn sounded in the distance, and a locomotive slowed down and ran.

“It’s coming.”
“Yeah. Coming.”

The two looked at the man who sat on the front of the train, spread out, and stood up on his Murpak.
“But, why did you give up the name Lim Jun-hyung and give it such a nickname? Do you know the reason? At first I thought it was a fabricated fiction.”
“You’re wrong.”
“Yes?”
“My real name is not Lim Junhyung.”
“Isn’t it? So?”
“The nickname you know is his real name.”
“Yeah? Is that name really…?”
Yoo Jeong-san nodded her head.
“Yeah. Maruchi. That’s his real name.”
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Novel Rooftop Sword Master Chapter 71 English

Doo doo doo doo doo. At the sound of the rotor resonating in the sky, some of the cameras turned upward. On the river adjacent to Dongjak-daero, where Se-young and Jang Yong-hoo faced each other, there was a landing site by chance. When the helicopter landed, Se-young turned around without saying a word. Even with President Jang Yong-hoo in front of him, there was no word from Daganda. It was an attitude that had no regrets as much as Turuk, who literally showed that he had nothing to want and nothing to say. Se-young, who soared about 10 meters into the air with just a light step, descended right in front of the helipad in a parabola. After Se-young boarded the helicopter, everyone's eyes went up to the sky. In the midst of the besieging army, the country's supreme power, the president, and top media outlets blankly watched the helicopter carrying Se-young leave. The helicopter, which floated over the Han River, turned and headed over the Seoul River. There is a Blue House. Jang Yong-hoo couldn't take his eyes off the helicopter's tail. Government officials and soldiers stood like mourners and watched the president staring at the helicopter. The reporters' cameras captured the president's endless gaze, people's gaze, and the helicopter moving away into the city center. The scene was broadcast through the camera on TV and mobile phone. to the citizens of Seoul. to the Korean people. The absurd reality of being kicked out in a single day, and the person who robbed the stolen home, proudly riding a helicopter and returning home without regard to the military, government or the president. For that moment, the entire Republic of Korea was silent, without anger or embarrassment. The reality that the capital of a country is occupied by a single person and nothing can be done. Realizing that 10 million people have been kicked out by just one person and neither the military nor the president can do anything about it. "Chief Min." Min Hyung-taek looked at him with puzzled eyes when the head of the Security Office, Jo Myeong-hak, blinked. Because it was a signal that he was going to get into the president's car. Normally, he would be wary of what he was going to say, but Min Hyung-taek, seeing the shadow of the president's face, yielded without hesitation. It was because the atmosphere was not very good when we went by car, so I thought I would give up my seat to the chief of the security office and change to another car. Jo Myung-hak, sitting right next to the president, opened his mouth as soon as the car started. "Let's see." Jang Yong-hoo didn't even look at the file that the chief of the security office had offered. They just look at the city center beyond the Han River with enchanted eyes like displaced people facing their homeland, which they will never go to again. "I asked the president to tell me that there is a plan to deal with Tak Se-young." Jang Yong-hoo turned his head and looked at the chief of security. He didn't look surprised at all. It wasn't even the eyes full of anticipation. Myeong-hak Cho opened the documents he had brought forward and presented them to the president again. The president's eyes then turned downward and moved to the papers. Top Secret <Disposal> Faded 'Top Secret' on the front page of the document A red seal is stamped on Iran, and a black and blue seal is added over it. This means that it was a top-secret document, but it was discarded because it was of no use. Jang Yong-hoo looked at the chief of the security office as if what was this. Since he was not originally a politician, Jang Yong-hoo did not find it strange that the top-secret documents were not destroyed even though they were classified as discarded. Joo Myeong-hak sparing his words and beckoned him to turn over the file. When I turned the first page, the first page of the discolored old report was a person's personal statement. Even the ID photos were black and white, as if the records were very old. It was a picture of a boy who had to look at a lot of vivid black-and-white photos for an old one. Jang Yong-hoo's gaze moved to the side of the picture. Name: Im Jun-hyung. Age: 16 years old (dead) Affiliation: Ministry of National Safety Planning. Jang Yong-hoo looked at the affiliation column and looked away from the document with an absurd look. "What is this?" There was anger at the voice of the question. It was natural. What else is belonging to the identity record for a 16-year-old boy? National Safety Planning Department? Isn't that saying that a middle school student was an agent for the National Intelligence Service? No, it was a place called 'Angibu', which was a symbol of the dark times that were more bloody than now. A document indicating that you belong to such a bloody intelligence agency. "Secretary of the Security Office. Now to me… ha. No. Let's stop." Jang Yong-hoo managed to suppress the words that came up to his throat and let out a sigh. “This is the document that the innocent head of the National Intelligence Service asked the president to upload.” "There is a person named Yang Yeon-jong at the Subangsa headquarters." Illumination tried to keep words as little as possible. It was because he was not unaware of Jang Yong-hu's feelings. However, a bundle of papers from an unfamiliar old man and a file handed over in the name of the head of the National Intelligence Service confused him. To that extent, the contents of the documents and files provided by Yang Yeon-jong were shocking, embarrassing, and even more absurd. "I think you should read it first, because I can't even guess what he's going to say." Jang Yong-hoo had to change his attitude when he mentioned the death of the head of the National Intelligence Service over documents that looked like children's pranks. In addition, the director of the National Intelligence Service and his son tried to get rid of Tak Se-young, but didn't he suffer a disgrace? If it is a file that the Director of the National Intelligence Service sent to the chief of the Security Office asking for it to be delivered to him in the meantime, it would not be considered a joke. Specialty: Assassination craft. before infiltration. Code name: Chungjeong. In the special part, Jang Yong-hoo's face lit up with an absurd light. However, his expression hardened little by little when he looked at the dates, operation names, and mission details lined up underneath them. It was a surprise and an embarrassment. The shock that put it all together was oozing out of his shaking gaze. As Jang Yong-hoo turned to the next page, there was no more absurd expression on his face. Name: Im Aram. Age: 15 years old. Affiliation: Ministry of National Safety Planning. Main Specialty: High-altitude descent. derangement. before the siege. Codename: Suho. It was more absurd than the previous one. He was one year younger, and even as the name suggests, the person in the picture was a girl, as expected. Its main specialty is that it has amazing characters even though I've seen it twice. However, Jang Yong-hoo did not laugh and read down the operations and missions recorded immediately below. As the president's gaze stayed at the end of the report, the chief of security said. "Im Jun-hyung is certain to be dead, but Lim A-ram has not been officially declared dead. At that time, while the two were carrying out a joint operation, Lim Jun-hyung passed away, but Lim A-ram has been missing all the time." A man wearing an orange climbing vest walking on a national road walked and walked while chewing on a dried and twisted branch he picked up from the roadside. It seemed like he was just walking around like everything was cumbersome and boring, but in fact, the man's head was a bit complicated. It's been 10-20 years since I recovered my sanity and put the beast inside my body to sleep. 'Ahhhh?' Even though it was a vague memory, it was still clear. scream. blood. I wished it would disappear beyond the depths of my memory, but while everything else fades, those two are just as vivid as yesterday. 'Sah, save me! live... Ahh?' 'I will surrender! I will surrender, oh oh oh!' 'This monster! Die!' clunky. puffy. 'Uh-huh? Whoa?' - Don't kill them all. 'brother-!' Pa-ang! The man frowned at the deafening horn and turned his head. tooth profit. On a quiet rail, there were no carriages, only one locomotive stood there. A middle-aged man who came out of the cockpit took off his hat and bowed in a respectful manner. It wasn't just the clothes that were worn by railroad engineers, but the Tae really smelled like a veteran. The man in a climbing vest shook his head at the engineer's aura emanating from his body. "Unlucky traitors." The man stretched out and stepped towards the train. As he jumped in front of the treadmill, the man's body struck and he sank down on the protruding part of the front of the train. It didn't go up by jumping, but as if a feather was blown away by the wind and landed on the front of the train. The middle-aged engineer, who witnessed the unbelievable appearance, widened his eyes and gave a surprised expression. The man raised his hand and pointed forward. "Full speed." "Let's go." "Oh, yes." The engineer entered the cockpit at the same time as the answer and started the train immediately. "People? This task." "Yes, dean." "Think of him as something like Tak Se-young. Rather, it will keep him from relaxing." "Are you saying that he's such a great person? He didn't look that great in terms of his looks or his short stature." Jeongsan Yoo smiled as she walked on the platform with her back on her back. There were things that were thoroughly hidden and forgotten, but it was because of the bitterness of how scared he was in the organization, or even his existence had become a dim past. The station and platform, which were almost warehouse-level to the extent that it was a simple station, seemed to be no longer in use, and the cracked and broken cement platforms were overgrown with weeds. "Is he that great? He must have turned 50 already? He said he's been hiding for a long time? "Practical feeling?" Yoo Jeong-san interrupted the man's words in the middle of the conversation, and smirked. It was the most absurd thing he had ever heard in his life. "A hunting dog needs constant training to hunt. But a wild beast doesn't need that." "Because it's just a beast. From birth. In practice? Why would a wild beast that is weak and strong-willed need such a thing? Except for itself, all beings born to prey are wild beasts." Although he nodded his head, the man's expression still looked suspicious. Since Tak Se-young has shown such mysterious abilities, it seems that it is not possible to realize that there is another being who can be against him. Maybe it was because it was not a new existence, but an old person who had spent a long time in the past. "Can I ask you one thing?" "Tell me." "No one knows why Tak Se-young became such a mysterious being. Do you know how these two, who are comparable to him, got such power?" As Yoo Jeong-san quietly nodded, the man overtook Tak Se-young for the first time and made a curious expression about the two of them. "Im Baek-ryeong. He taught while raising two siblings alone in the mountains." "Im Baek-ryeong?" The man asked, pondering his name. "He is one of the great ones who raised our mission." "Yes?" The man opened his mouth in surprise. "How could that be? I heard that they and their brothers and sisters drove our organization to the brink of annihilation?" Because it was true, Jeongsan Yoo did not say anything. "It was destroyed. It's because he saved me and the current leaders of our organization." "And he died that day. There was only one condition that kept us alive. It was to live quietly." Yujeongsan was not just a reminiscence of the past as a memory. It was only recently that he realized that he and the leadership had made one big mistake for a long time. Why did you save them? Why did you give me the deaf? At first, there were people who changed their minds and thought that they were on the same side, but that wasn't the case. I've been working tirelessly over the years to figure out what my true intentions are and what my intentions are. 'I want to protect the life of an ordinary person that my brother enjoys. That's the reason.' Yoo Jeong-san smiled and shook her head. It was disappointing that no one knew why it was so simple. Pa-ang! Then a horn sounded in the distance, and a locomotive slowed down and ran. "It's coming." "Yeah. Coming." The two looked at the man who sat on the front of the train, spread out, and stood up on his Murpak. "But, why did you give up the name Lim Jun-hyung and give it such a nickname? Do you know the reason? At first I thought it was a fabricated fiction." "You're wrong." "Yes?" “My real name is not Lim Junhyung.” "Isn't it? So?" "The nickname you know is his real name." "Yeah? Is that name really…?" Yoo Jeong-san nodded her head. "Yeah. Maruchi. That's his real name." < a href="https://ebotnovel.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-70-english/" ><<< Prev< /a > | < a href="https://ebotnovel.com/rooftop-sword-master/" >Chapter Index < /a >| < a href="https://ebotnovel.com/novel-rooftop-sword-master-chapter-72-english/" >Next >>>< /a >