Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon

Leave without sound (2)

The Essence Man put the duffel bag with the slip in the safe.

The joy of doing the unthinkable did not remove the laughter from my face.

He called the woman and told her what he had borrowed. I proudly added what I did after talking about it as if I had done it.

“I should have seen them start beekeeping. ”

I was outside the door listening to that story.

How could you be so bold? Even though I know I'm out there listening.

“Tell them the truth! Okay?"

As soon as I heard that, a woman came out. She looked at me closely.

Her eyes ask. Did you do all this?

You've probably been watching the Demibeast for a while, so you probably know he's not the type of person who would do something like that.

I did not give you the look to judge me yes or no.

She left immediately. Looking behind her, I suddenly wondered.

Did he really send her to Mabong-gi? Even though the Master is a filthy person who is driven by succession fights, he is still the blood of his master. How can he react so coldly?

Of course, it might be possible if you were raised like a murder weapon when you were young and there were no fears or emotions.

What if it wasn't built by the Horsemen? So what if we could do something like that?

But there are questions in such assumptions. Why did the third person, who was raised by the third person, come to the blood of the Mabonggi people? Why did the mabonggi allow that?

“Seagull, come in. ”

“Yes.”

As he goes inside, he smiles and says,

“I borrowed a Seagull's Performance Statue. Is that okay?"

“Of course.”

“Haha, what a big bowl. I knew it. ”

I smiled with a compliment that I didn't have in mind.

“I have one question. ”

“What?”

“Did those other successors follow you, too? ”

Then the Essence nods.

“I know you do. ”

“Women?”

“I heard there are women, there are men. Why do you ask? ”

“I thought I needed to know everything I could to help them in the future. ”

I'm trying to get as much information out of him as I can before I kill him.

Without knowing it, the essence smiles favorably.

“How did your father become an oath? Have you been preparing for a long time? ”

“Yes... of course. ”

I didn't get an answer right away. It also means that you don't know the essence well.

He fought with more than twenty children, how could he have taken them all?

“Why do you ask? ”

“A moment ago, I was reminded of the scene of the Mahathir becoming a blind man. ”

“Do I become an oath? Isn't that a little far-fetched? ”

“It's not necessarily a myth. It's possible to be a successor, isn't it? ”

“If you help me, maybe you can. ”

“Speaking of which, I have to ask. Who do you think is the most powerful competitor? ”

“Maybe it's the horse soldiers. ”

Mahjol was the fifth of the twenty-two sons of Mabonggi, who is currently the interim head of the Gate of Heaven.

I had seen Mahjong soldiers before, but he was not as smart and intelligent as Mabonggi's son, and his personality was also fine.

“What's next?"

“The magician is cunning, the weaver is cunning. Mahung-tae is an ignorant child, and Mahseonghu is an ignorant child. ”

Of course, this assessment is an evaluation of the integer. You'll know what it's like when you see it. I don't know, but they can't be worse than this.

Horseshoe, Magician, Varnish, Horseshoe, Horseshoe, Horseshoe, Horseshoe. These were the six who were fighting the successors.

“Some of them are interfering with my work. ”

An essence changed it.

“Isn't that because they're the greatest threat to succession fighting? ”

The expression of the host brightens with sweet words.

I said it with a genuine expression.

“I'll be happy to assist you in the future. ”

“I trust only the seagull. ”

The Essence speaks an unthinkable word.

“Oh, and we're going to Jenam. ”

“To Jenam?”

“Yes. Just for you. I've been having a hard time lately. The contract was abolished after the money was cut at the Federation of Commerce. ”

“Oh, there you have it. ”

“So I'm going to take the money with me this time. I have to go and sign a contract at least one day. ”

There was also a way to call someone to sign. But as time went by, there was no guarantee that he would come right away. He was rumored to be bankrupt. I think it's a trick. I think it's an excuse.

I won't bring it up.

“So I'm going to go myself. ”

I lowered my voice.

“But moving around with a hundred thousand dollars is dangerous. ”

“I'll just take what I need for the deposit. If we get you and that bitch back there, there 'll be enough escorts. ”

I hated her, I hated her, but what I hated more was getting stolen.

Of course, there was a way to move money safely.

You can put your money on the battlefield here and go to the Jenam branch to find it.

But to do that, I had to wait at least ten days. I couldn't do it in a rush.

“I'm sure you'll be relieved if she goes with you. ”

“You believe her. ”

“Is that possible? The Mediterranean has even warned us to be careful. It means that two hands are better than one hand. ”

“We leave early tomorrow. Be prepared.”

“Yes.”

I was thinking about getting rid of it tonight.

But I decided not to. We had a chance to get to know her identity on the way to Jenam.

Don't be happy you survived a few more days. You're out of luck. I have to taste the deeper despair that the slip is fake.

* * *

The next day I was driving a wagon.

There was a woman sitting next to me. He could not refuse the mandate of the Essence that we must go together.

She runs for a while, but she doesn't say a word. I didn't talk to him because I knew he was usually speechless.

I could see her hands up close. His hands were very rough, unlike a woman's. The stiffness of the back of the hand was that of a man who had trained the regime properly.

You've mastered the art of power.

It was also a very hard training for a long time.

There was also a wound. Extends from the back of the left hand to the arm. It was covered, so I didn't know how far the wound was. I thought that there might be more scars on my body than those scars.

She hid her hand to see if she could feel my gaze.

I felt sorry for nothing, but I thought it would be more annoying if I pretended not to see it.

“Have you learned the law? ”

A moment later, she replied.

“Yes."

“Why did you learn to rule? ”

The rule of thumb was that women did not make good choices. It seems to be a natural lack of power.

“I... didn't have a choice. ”

The conversation was interrupted for a moment. That made it almost clear that she had been raised in an organization since she was very young.

“I was once fascinated by the law. I felt more and more glamorous fighting with my bare fists without any weapons. ”

I meant what I said. I've learned a lot more than sword fighting. He also studied law, spear and power.

Among them, I was particularly interested in the rule of law, because of the broad spectrum that I had learned at the time.

Kwangseongju was a shamanism of the former King of Kwon & '92; t, who discovered and learned the secret in the report of the Muslim blind.

It was hard to learn by myself, but at that time, my pride in sorrowful sword reached the sky, so I stopped learning until I was five years old.

“If I hadn't mastered swordsmanship, I wouldn't have practiced on my own. ”

Then she said a word.

“An excuse.”

When I turned to her, she stared at me.

“You just didn't want to learn the rules. ”

“Swordsmanship requires finesse, but power tends to be overwhelming, doesn't it? If the skill I learned was a technique, swordsmanship and power don't mix. ”

“Who said that? ”

For a moment I was flawed. What I said a moment ago was something that anyone who had learned anything about shamanism knew. It's not like she hasn't heard that before.

“Did you ask the greatest master in the world? ”

“No.”

Look at this, the Unidentified Saucer. This is the word of the greatest master in the world.

Then she said.

“I don't think the greatest master in the world would say that. because it's not going to be a formality like that. ”

At that moment, something pounded my heart.

I would have told you if you were the oldest master in the world, that you don't make it that formal.

Look, it's no different than being the greatest master in the world. Rather, it's just a pile of ordinary innocence and pile it up to the brink of the underworld.

But when I just heard her say it, I didn't think about it.

Shouldn't we stay like she said?

Even though it's been down to the tradition of martial arts for a long time, shouldn't the best people under heaven interpret it differently and apply it?

He's the best. He's the only one in the world.

Shouldn't we be able to prove that what everyone believes is right is wrong?

I didn't check myself.

That swordsmanship and power really don't mix. Neither one of them made it to the pole.

If rule comes to an end, and sword comes to an end, what happens when two interact and I don't think?

Even if it's not.

Shouldn't I have learned to do nothing with this in the first place?

When you look at nothing without any frame, so when you break all the frames, you can express a true cardiac sword.

I fell into a trance of ecstasy, perpetuated by the question.

When she regained consciousness, the wagon was driven by her. Seeing that I was deep in thought, she drove me away instead.

It was a trip I took to find out who she was, and I gained valuable experience with my limits and frame. Now it's just a deep thought, but this realization today is going to really help you get through your future without training.

I had a feeling that it would be.

As you try to say thank you to her, the wagon runs around the corner of the main road.

“Ah!”

She gives out a brief admiration. There is a splendid foliage on the mountain that looks far away. It was a beautiful sight.

I felt even more impressed by the woman who did not seem to be impressed at all.

I told her.

“Thank you.”

I felt her flaw. Even though she wasn't used to being thankful, she didn't look away from the fall foliage.

How long do you think it went like that?

A horde of horsemen rushes forward.

I was surprised to see someone on the front line.

It was Song Woo-kyung. Songhwa Lin was riding beside him. The people who were running together were the uninhabited people of the Songa Chamber. It was probably on its way back to the Songhai farm.

I was surprised when I met them in unexpected places.

Of course, they didn't recognize me because I was wearing an inlet.

They pass by the side.

That's when the Horseman spoke to me in the wagon.

“Stop the wagon. ”

I stopped the wagon.

He raises his head out the window and says in a loud voice.

“Lord of Invoices!”

The passing words stopped.

Song Woo recognizes the essence and turns it this way.

“Oh! Isn't that the Marathon Cove? ”

It wasn't Song Woogyeong who called them. It was because I saw a woman with a slender figure beside her.

Song Woo got off the horse. Songhhwalin and the unmanned followed.

“This is my daughter Painting. Greetings, Holy Mother of God. ”

Song Hwa Rin greets Mah Jin.

“Nice to meet you. It's called a flower.”

“Oh, what a beautiful woman you are. His heart is beating. ”

I was talking like a joke, but it was the essence of the truth. He couldn't take his eyes off Songhwa Lin.

Song Hwa Rin smiled at the distressing gaze.

“What should I do? Unfortunately, I have a fiancée. ”

“Oh, I heard that, too. The bastard at the Wall Gate. Oh, sorry. ”

I purposely apologized as if it were a mistake.

I knew his nature.

I was afraid when I was dealing with the night terrors. However, the user performs all sorts of tricks on the target who thinks he has the upper hand. It is a typical predator for the weak and for the weak.

“With all due respect, I hear the plaintiff has requested a breakup? ”

Song Hwa Rin smiled as she said something embarrassing.

“Women are fickle. ”

“You mean you won't break up? ”

“All I can say is that the wallpaper is a much better man than the river. ”

“Oh, you have such faith in women. The wallpaper has a very different aspect to what men see. ”

Son of a bitch, I can't wait to get to you.

Song Hwa Rin said with a soft smile.

“I think it's similar to the Marathon. ”

“What does that mean? ”

Song Hwa Rin only smiled unexpectedly.

But I, too, could tell. I heard a rumor that the innate water is great, but it actually lacks a lot. Songhwa Lin turned him.