ฉันชื่อ ภูมินทร์

ฉันชื่อ ภูมินทร์

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 1:

My name is Royal.

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 2:

My name Phumin

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 3:

At the sight of Weed 's deeply, tormented face the players gradually quieted as well. Looking at his, expression alone it. Appeared as if he was tackling a truly enormous problem. When he occasionally grimaced the players', hearts would drop in. Alarm.There were people who had previously, met Weed as well as those who had only heard of him here."Was his clinging to coppers while selling sculptures all an act?""His incognito skills aren 't normal. He went around hiding his identity like that even though he' s a player with a high. Enough level to hunt the King Hydra y ', know. ""Wargod Weed. Look at his expression is he, gonna wipe us all out because his mood soured?""They say that in the Continent of Magic he was, a solitary Warrior who didn 't welcome even a little fuss or hassle..."Once the excitement subsided the people, were struck with an eerie mood.It was because the Weed from the Continent of Magic was a figure with extreme notoriety!* * *.In a corner of the square Merchants were, chattering thoughtlessly. They were discussing Weed 's misdeeds from the Continent. Of Magic!"Soo-il did he, really kill people ever so often?""Yeah. Weed 's nasty deeds were crazy. I was killed five times myself.""Why were you killed? Were you enemies with Weed then?"Weed could also hear the conversation between the young Merchants. Since they were discussing his history during his Continent. Of, Magic days he was deeply interested. It was an important conversation because depending on, the crowd ', s opinion he. Could change the taxes as well."There was no particular reason. Once for making him wait because I was taking a long time to buy goods at, a shop once. For meeting him by, a stream and once for going into a dungeon he was hunting in. The remaining two times were because I. Couldn 't take his, misdeeds anymore so I joined a coalition and died while fighting as a group. ""He killed people for reasons like that?""He didn 't just, kill people either. It was literally a massacre. He didn' t leave anyone alive even the, unarmed or wounded."In the Continent of Magic Weed ', s notoriety was not limited to monsters alone. Even to players he was, merciless slaughter. Embodied. With his extremely overwhelming level amazing management, skill, unique, and items he was the strongest player.? He trampled on those who challenged him to the point where they couldn ', t recover and he simply killed those who were eyesores.'I didn' t differentiate humans from monsters. 'Weed briefly recalled his Continent of Magic days. He killed so much that it was difficult to remember all his opponents. Separately. He had found absolutely no reason to leave humans alive just because they were players when he, was already. Killing monsters. He even purposefully sought those who put on airs because they were high leveled players started a fight,,, And killed them.The force of a large guild? He didn 't care.'No matter how well organized, they were everything worked out once I killed them three or four times.'He used one guild as an example and thoroughly destroyed them. After that the criticism, against him, became harsh and. The public opinion of him plummeted. Then he thrashed them again. Without any reserve he tore, them all apart.After numerous repetitions of thrashing other guilds, also took heed and cowered.Although coalitions against him were formed, several times he lured them into dungeons and annihilated them one by one.Weed fought cleverly.Fighting a group single-handedly was actually an extremely difficult task. He was a demon who took advantage of, his surroundings. Used items, without reserved and killed his enemies one by one!The Merchant asked, "Even so it seems, like they don 't think too badly of Weed. There aren' t many players from the Continent. Of Magic who would curse Weed. "The Merchant who had been explaining nodded his head in agreement. "Because it was when the Continent of Magic was gradually. Losing popularity something new, was necessary. Who wouldn 't feel satisfied watching him complete, unsolved quests breakthrough. Labyrinths uncover the, secrets of mysterious dungeons and slaying, extremely powerful monsters? "People did not hate Weed.Even in Royal Road Weed hunted, and quested with unmatched recklessness. Though in truth he couldn ', t help but receive. Requests because of his high Fame. He barely finished them by suffering to near death but others, could only give up in. The middle without making any progress.For guilds raising excitement with power expansion or players tired of repetitive hunting Weed was, like a fresh beam of. Light. Even guilds or players who were completely hostile towards Weed could not help but, acknowledge that at least."Even the highbrow guilds completely avoided him because they were afraid of getting in a fight with Weed.""Was it that bad?""He was someone who everyo.