Episode 43. Non-Rank Enhancement (2)
"It is truly a great magician."
Seol-hui, who was looking at the martial arts of the small gods, could not hide his excitement.
A small magician who is said to change both hands into swordsmanship.
However, this small god beast magician was not just his hands.
As the name Shin (身) suggests, the whole body was pierced with a sword.
Imitation of
Of course, in the current state, it was impossible.
Presumably, it seemed that at least proficiency had risen and it would have been possible to implement it until the intermediate level.
But even in the present state, there was something that could be done.
It is said that only the level of imitation can unleash the power of ice crystals, which are similar in power to swordsmanship.
At this level, it can be said that it is a non-gong, which transcends the minor magic of the extreme tone of martial arts.
"Isn't it supposed to be more powerful than the Four Great Magicians now?"
With my current ability, I wanted to raise my hand to the Small God Beast Mastery.
Because the Four Great Grand Masters has not yet reached the level of imitation.
"Let's do more!"
Seolhui, who had been reminded a lot, started to try other martial arts.
And after taking it out and putting it in a few times.
I was able to complete another magic trick.
It was a combination of enemy magic and super magic.
The power of the firearm has been increased more than before, and it has been effectively changed to be implemented with a small amount of internal air.
However, it was a little peculiar that the original red-hot field and blast ball were kwonbeop and swordbeop, but when they were combined, they changed into kwonbeop.
"Oh, not now?"
Seolhui is a one-way sorcerer and a four-generation magician. Then, I repeated putting in and subtracting with the combined martial arts.
However, these martial arts were not connected to each other.
In the end, Seol-hui, satisfied with this level of satisfaction, raised his head and unfolded the list of martial arts.
[Non-public list]
Imitation of
Imitation of
The list is divided into 4 parts.
Suddenly, seeing this, I had a strong thought that I should raise the level to the level of imitation of the Four Great Magician.
Because it is likely to appear on the turn-based list.
"I think there is something else… … ."
A room with a mysterious notification window.
Seolhui is now starting to doubt everything.
Druck.
inside the closet. ornaments placed on a mirror image. I also knocked on the wooden floor.
I fumbled around the wall a few times.
gave up soon
I searched and couldn't find anything special anymore.
Seolhui looked around and turned his gaze to the window.
I could see the warm sunlight seeping into the house.
"It's a new year."
Life is a series of mysterious experiences.
The words of the spear (窓) that appeared at the crossroads of life and death brought many things to Seolhui.
And this giyeon was illuminating her path like a lighthouse in the dark night.
▶ Learn martial arts
▷ Get a mission
▷ Samurai training
▷ Walk around.
Seolhui chose to learn martial arts.
▶ Education-oriented guidance
All tables of contents have disappeared, and now there is only one left.
How many months will this take to learn?
Along with the words, my eyes turned white.
* * *
Presiding Officer.
It is a space for nurturing and educating Eunyoung members, located in a villa equipped with a rural forest.
Consisting of an education administrator and about 30 education officers, they were in charge of the three units under the Eunyeongdan and were in charge of discipline.
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-
When the glare stopped, Seol-hui's sight came into view of a dance hall in the Hyeonmu-gwan.
And the person standing alone in the center was the education-governing enemy.
"I heard that Gonma told me to nurture you, but… … ."
He was three steps away from me.
Wearing a sword around his waist, he was listening to what he had to say.
"Eunyoung members, who were evaluated as innate talents, finished the education they had to complete for more than three years in just four months. It is truly amazing."
His expression brightened as he slowly turned his head.
Not feeling hostility or living, it certainly felt like a kind person to him.
'It is indeed the one who has reached the climax.'
Seolhui thought as he looked at the impressions of the education-governing Jeokpa.
I don't feel the demonic nature that usually flows from the demons.
Of course, the green eyes formed between the pupils are revealed at first glance, but that is only a small factor.
Rather, I could feel a comfortable aura from him.
This means that we have gone beyond the level of craving only power.
So was the skill level.
Jeokpa [Eunyeongdan Education Team Leader]
Health 6.6 million / 6.6 million
Internal air 5.6 million / 5.6 million
climax
8.5 million combat power
It is similar to Eunyeong Danju except for physical strength and strength.
What is a little strange is that the combat power is noticeably higher compared to the physical strength and air resistance.
"However, with that kind of ability, I can't help Gonma-sama."
"… … What does it mean?"
"How much do you think the total strength of the disciples of Heavenly Devil is?"
When the atmosphere suddenly became heavy, Seolhui was silent.
I was curious as to why he suddenly said this, but rather than that, I was more interested in the word he was referring to.
This is because I have always wondered what the strength of the disciples of Heaven is.
Also, it was highly likely that this would affect his life in the future.
The disciples of Heaven are those who have been 'chosen by Heaven'.
It was a self-evident fact that the stronger they got, the more they were going to get involved in their dark battles that approached the possibility of becoming the next headmaster.
"If you tell me, I will remember."
Seolhui bowed briefly and waited for the enemy's words.
He looked up at the ceiling for a moment and then opened his mouth low.
"First disciple. Around him, there are as many as three great magicians who have an absolute influence on his power. The first disciple is also a master of drama, so it must be said that there are as many as four."
"Extreme master… … ."
Seolhui knew that those who reached the absolute level were called extreme magicians.
The ultimate realm called the god of war and the god of god (入神).
Has the volcanic wave species name reached that level in the past?
"The second disciple has two masters. One thing that cannot be ignored is that there are dozens of masters who are not even at the level of extreme demons."
Choma.
Put the pole in front of you. Enlightenment or insight. fitness, etc. It meant a state where growth stopped there because it failed to pass certain conditions.
It was also the section where most of the bloodthirsty horses were born because of a deformed situation that broke the wall of transcendence but failed to reach the ultimate horse.
"The third disciple also has two masters. The masters who become the focal point of the first and third disciples are not yet known masters, not extreme demons. She said that some of the hermits who were not involved in the world, how she was roasted and boiled, are supporting her."
"If only Gonma… … ."
Seol-hui was a little bit lucky.
Even if he doesn't say it himself, he knows what he's talking about.
"… … Unfortunately not."
"Yes?"
At first, Seolhui asked as if he had heard something wrong.
However, looking at the reaction of the enemy, it seemed that it was not a lie.
There are two or more of the first, second, and third, but Gonma doesn't have one.
"Honestly, the masters who climbed the horse … … ."
"How many will there be?"
"… … !"
It was the moment when the composition of the power accumulated in the dark clouds was fully revealed.
The word "thirteen" was not appropriate for this.
I just had to see it as overwhelmingly pushed.
"But why is Konma still alive?"
It may be a rash remark, but I had to ask.
Because I had to find a way to how I could survive in this deformed structure.
Fortunately, the Jeokpa didn't seem to mind being polite.
"Interestingly… … It is also because of the power of the fourth disciple."
He made a face that seemed to intersect with worries and concerns for a moment, then turned his head to one side and continued.
"… … Do you know if it is a heavenly death castle?"
"I wonder if the fourth disciple is a celestial character?!"
Seolhui's voice was so startled that it rumbled.
Thousand Deaths.
One in a thousand years or not, the heavenly innocence of the heavens.
It refers to a person who has no martial arts that cannot be realized if he learns anything, and who has the energy to rise to the level of martial arts on his own without training.
Moreover, it is said that if a person with the stellar nature can master magic, no one can stop it.
A person who has the energy to slaughter gets even a demonic spirit, so in a way, it is like having wings.
"But I've heard that you can't exceed sixteen."
Seolhui suddenly asked a question that ran through his head.
Most of the Celestials die without overcoming their madness. But isn't Gonma alive?
"It is for this reason that Heavenly Demon chose Konma-nim as the fourth disciple. It means that Gonma is different from ordinary slayers."
Originally, the most lethal point of the Celestial Death is life.
His innate yang is so strong that before he turns 16, he burns down all his innate qi and kills himself.
Still, Gonma survived.
"If it is, wouldn't the fourth disciple also be able to become a teacher?"
At Seolhui's question, Jeokpa shook her head.
"No. No matter how coincidental it may be, it is a fortune-telling character. If Gonma is determined and releases all the power within his body, he will lose his life in that moment."
It would be difficult to even guess the power of Gonma.
At least, it will definitely exceed the power of the Ultimate Magician.
"Only once. Geji is destined to die after exerting her own power."
"… … ."
It was only then that Seolhui understood the figure and shape that appeared to Gonma.
Especially '∞' this.
This shape refers to the power of the Celestiality, which represents infinite strength.
'The monster itself... … .'
gonma.
He, who should have already died, remains a young man.
It was understandable that the other disciples did not dare to fight him.
"Now do you know what I mean? Your skills are of no use to Gonma-sama."
"understand."
Seolhui agreed.
Compared to him, he is a trivial force.
Wasn't he the only one who couldn't even reach the realm of supernatural powers?
"If anything, what is the purpose of Gonma-sama's unit, Eunyoungdan, who has such a fate?"
So I wanted to make one thing clear.
If life is like a fire moth that shines and disappears once, then we should definitely know what to do.
"Our goal is to disrupt the information so that the disciples self-destruct themselves. And the battle with the remaining disciples. It will be over in just one fight."
His words are that he is going to make it a situation where there is no way to win or lose.
A strategy of not losing because there is no chance of winning.
It means that we have to walk a path that is very realistic, but in a way our destiny has been decided.
"No disappointment. No one knows what life will be like. In that sense."
Jeokpa looked up at Seolhui and raised a finger.
"To become a commander-in-chief, I don't even have the chin at my current level. With my training, I will lead you to a higher level."
"… … I will do anything!"
A burning force entered my hand.
This is not the time to worry about the future.
Now somehow getting stronger.
just need it
"Okay, then let's start training."
Looking at Seolhui's lips, he strengthened his determination.
higher ground.
What kind of education do you expect to receive?
By the way.
"Ten thousand times a day. horizontal cut. vertical cut. diagonal cut."
"… … ?"
"Top stab. Stop sting. Bottom stab."
"… … ?"
What?
What are you talking about?
But he wasn't fooling around.
[Becoming a Super Climax Master, Day 1]
Horizontal Slash [0/10,000]
Vertical Slash [0/10,000]
Diagonal Slash [0/10,000]
Top Stab [0/10,000]
Interrupted Stab [0/10,000]
Bottom Stab [0/10,000]
absurd request.
But the words that appeared in front of him were conforming to it.
"Start."
For such an absurd class assignment.
44 episodes. storm growth
[Day 1]
The achievement of the training task suggested by Jeokpa continued from morning to night.
Slash, 30 thousand times depending on the movement.
Stabbing, thirty thousand times depending on location.
It was virtually impossible to implement a total of 60,000 moves.
It wasn't difficult if you simply filled the number of times.
However, if the movement was not perfect, the number did not go up.
If the force was not applied properly or the position of the gaze or posture was slightly wrong, it was not reflected in the target number.
- You can't even do this much!
The day ended with the shouts of the enemy.
[Day 2]
I made up my mind today.
From the moment I entered the gym, I started to see the number of times.
I cut my sword and stabbed without stopping.
Sijin did that.
So another sijin.
About half a day had passed, swear words came out without me knowing.
"Damn, how are you going to do this in one day!"
In the end, it was only half full all day, and I fell asleep as soon as I entered the room.
[Day 3 - Day 6]
Unlike the other options, time did not pass quickly in this practice.
Rather, as I unfolded each movement, I felt as if the time was longer than usual.
I suddenly wondered if I could fill it up a bit more if I took the time to eat and poop.
It's comforting to know that I've filled about 70% now.
There is still a long way to go.
I don't know if it's because of my mood, but I want to lie down in bed and rest as soon as my whole body aches.
[Day 8]
Now, each time you move, the number of reps goes up honestly.
Actions are also important, but eyes are more important.
A fight to kill the enemy.
The tenacity to face everyone.
These things seem to be reflected in the number of times.
[Day 13]
Fuck. Why do you have to pierce the bottom?
[Day 14]
I got a syllabus and put it in the corner of the gym.
Because the time to poop was too precious.
Reduced eating time.
If you eat a lot, you have to pay a lot.
[Day 16]
die! If you stab me anywhere, I'll kill you, you fucking bastards.
[Day 17]
"Wow!"
Without realizing it, a shout came out.
did it
Finally, the number of 60,000 times was filled with very precise movements.
[A swing has been created.]
Side swing (1/10,000)
Forward Swing (1/10,000)
Back Swing (1/10,000)
Fuck---things.
Really.
I can't help it if I don't want to curse at this guy in front of me.
The number of training tasks increased from 60,000 to 90,000.
[Day 18]
Come to think of it, I wondered if it was possible to increase it by about 30,000 times.
I struggled with the posture for a few days, but once I learned the move, it wasn't that difficult to complete the reps.
[Day 19]
I filled it up to 80,000 times with all my heart.
ten thousand times.
It is not an impossible number.
Surely if you do this, you will become a master of excellence, right?
[Day 21]
just do it
Don't think about why you're doing it or what you're doing.
If you don't die, one day you will succeed.
[Day 25]
I could not fill it with one hundred left until midnight.
Okay.
I'm sure it's late because of the sudden poo, but I'll definitely finish it tomorrow.
[Day 29]
"Wow!"
did it
finally… …
[Increases to 20,000.]
What?
what did you just say
[last day]
Around midnight I entered the room.
It was to wait for the reward time for the hard work for a month.
And soon after midnight, the reward appeared.
none.
"… … haha."
I banged my head on the ground.
🥺🥺🥺 🥺🥺🥺 🥺🥺🥺
How many times did you hit it?
"Ahhhhhhh!"
I lost my mind like an idiot on the last blow.
* * *
Another month of crazy training passed, but Seolhui did not stop.
I tried and tried again and again to fill in the numbers. Even after two months had passed, it was only half way through.
six months.
I found a way to save time quickly.
The point is that it is possible to fill the number of swings as a continuous motion.
For example, a linked action of stabbing while swinging when cutting.
Alternatively, the number of times could be filled more quickly with the linked action of swinging and cutting when stabbing.
By the time we reached the fourth month.
When all the counts were filled, another topic began to emerge.
[One-Won Soma Work]
1 Second Type Black Wiring (0/10,000)
2 Herbs Biyeon Chamyoung (0/10,000)
3 Herbal Spirit Magical Soul (0/10,000)
However, Seolhui did not follow the herbivorous diet.
It wasn't that the practice became more difficult or that I wanted to rest.
It was because of a question that had been following me for a while.
'Why can't we implement the same behavior?'
when taking a bath
when cutting a knife.
when eating rice
Even before I went to bed, I couldn't concentrate on anything because of that thought.
That's why I lost interest in filling the herbivores of the one Won Somagong that followed.
Basic herbivorous food that even scoundrels on the street can know.
However, depending on where you put the meaning, the idea of thinking is completely different.
This is because the intensity of the training is completely different if the 'exactly the same movement' is attached no matter how many stabs.
and now.
The assumption of 'perfect' was messing around in Seolhui's head.
"How about increasing the number a little more?"
If the idea of perfection is the problem, maybe we can change our approach.
If tens of thousands aren't enough, wouldn't it be okay to try tens of thousands of times?
If you do that, the same behavior will come out.
I don't know if this is the right answer.
At least it's better than doing nothing.
Whilick swish! Whoops!
day like that. day.
Seolhui swung his sword and repeated cutting and stabbing.
Dozens of times that blisters get on your hands, burst and harden.
As long as the body moves, the movement is repeated.
Even after five months had passed, the practice was repeated.
Now, the number of times was meaningless to Seolhui.
All day long, he was just performing the same movements as he went.
* * *
Early moning.
Jeokpa was sitting on a chair and reading the report with his chin crossed.
In front of him stood a white-haired school official with a high spirit.
"… … As you can see from the contents, it can be said that it is really outstanding. Dare I guess, at least in a few years, they'll all be supreme masters."
Baekryeong (白齡), who was paying attention, gave a supplementary explanation.
He opened his mouth when he saw that the enemy had finished reading the report.
"Everyone got great marks."
The report on the table recorded personal histories as well as evaluations of several people.
Age, as well as origin and history.
Things like martial arts, special skills, and interests.
gracious.
Jeokpa pointed to a few pages of the report and arranged them to one side.
"Yo-rim, red pine, and Yong-jin are well known. Even so, it is unexpected that the Major has stood out like this."
"The Major is a child with an unusual head, so he could have deceived the criminal's eyes. That's how it passed through the Unincorporated Islands."
"Certainly, Konma has deep insight."
"I think so too."
Seeing that Baekryeong agreed, the Red Pavilion nodded as well.
Those included in the report are four geniuses selected by Konma himself.
They are not simply strong in martial arts, but those who have special talents in their respective fields.
Such is the original organizational characteristic of the command group to which they belong.
They were able to perform their missions better if they had excellent organs as the crews in charge of tracking.
"By the way, is the next commander-in-chief still immersed in meditation these days?"
"That's right."
"Aren't you doing any training?"
"… … Yes."
"Hmm."
Jeokpa wiped his chin with a stiff face.
After you have practiced the basic samjae sword technique, you should naturally train to the next level.
Yet he just stops there.
Finally, recently, there have been reports that he has been meditating all day.
"It's just my personal opinion… … ."
When Baekryeong quietly spoke, Jeokpa looked up.
"I'm really curious as to whether it would be right to have him as the commander-in-chief."
"… … The reason is?"
"Have you not been repeating the basic slash, stab, and swing for months? After quickly mastering herbivores in your body, shouldn't you move on to the training method for the variable? Isn't that what Gwanju-sama was trying to teach you too?"
"Did you see that?"
"Is there anything the villain hasn't seen?"
"I missed two things."
"what… … ."
Baekryeong closed his eyes, and Jeokpa wiped his chin down once more.
Then he opened his mouth again, making eye contact with him.
"The first is the number of times. The child did not simply repeat the movement ten thousand times. I've been told by my other person, I've filled in a lot more times than that."
"That's it, if you like it… … ."
"Second."
The enemy forcefully cut off the words of the white spirit.
And after a short pause, he spoke.
"I cycled Jinqi with each movement."
"Yes?!"
At those words, the white spirit's eyes widened.
I just found out.
the cycle of dynamism. A technique in which the power is transmitted properly to the tip of the sword by circulating the bet.
This is a method that applies force to the tip of the sword, and is a separate issue from the speed of its movement.
Because one movement may be quick, but preparation time was definitely needed for the next movement.
"You mean you did it all in that time?"
"I don't know. till now."
Druck.
The enemy got up from their seats.
If a person who claimed to have practiced much more than the assignment given to him stopped by himself, he must have an idea.
It would be quickest to go and check it out for yourself.
"Go check it out. Let me ask you what you are thinking."
His lips twitched strangely as he walked to the door.
* * *
When the enemy arrived, I found Seol-hui, who was sitting in the training room with her eyes closed.
And when you get close.
"Are you here?"
Seolhui said
He still hadn't opened his eyes.
"Is my second assignment finished?"
"I haven't done it yet."
"Why?"
"just… … I thought it might make sense."
"her… … ."
That's a silly answer.
If the education officers had seen this scene, they would have expected the enemy to be furious, but for some reason, he continued the conversation calmly.
"So what do you think?"
"I wonder if there is such a thing as perfect movement."
His eyes lit up slightly at the unexpected answer.
"therefore… … Did you find the answer?"
"Yes."
"Hey. Would you like to hear it?"
Seolhui opened his eyes, which had been closed only then, and said.
"The answer was - impossible."
"… … ."
An answer that is completely inconsistent with finding an answer.
Nevertheless, the Red Pavilion asked questions without showing any signs of anger or disappointment.
"Then why did you say you found the answer?"
"Because I was thinking about how to make the impossible possible."
"You make the impossible possible?"
"That's right."
Seolhui looked up.
Then, a slight embarrassment passed over the face of the enemy who had met him.
He was looking at him with a serious look in his eyes.
"Nothing is perfect from the beginning, but if you think about it a little more broadly, you realize that it is not wrong. In the end, depending on how you view the meaning of the answer 'perfect', the answer may be incorrect or the answer may be correct."
"You now… … ."
Hair stood up all over the enemy's body.
I don't know if this child knows now, but that is the state of the heart.
The closer you get to perfection, the more paradoxically you get farther away from perfection.
It was a kind of realization that the warriors would experience when they opened a new world.
And that is the way to a higher level.
Red wave within three years.
I made a plan to lead Seolhui to that state, but from what I heard, it has already been accomplished.
"Sit back and see!"
"… … Why?"
"hurry!"
Seol-hui tilted his head at the shouts of the enemy.
However, seeing his serious expression, he quickly turned around.
"Cut cross-legged."
Seolhui followed his instructions.
"Consider the repetitive motion in your head without stopping."
His subsequent instructions were also faithfully understood.
Tuuk.
And I saw the red wave with his hand on his back.
Before I even looked back, I realized why.
'Ah… … !'
Clothes that rustle and cut.
Even the Myeongwangjeonpo was disappearing.
at the same time.
do! You have achieved becoming a Super Climax.> With a ray of light, a congratulatory message flew in front of my eyes. A result different from the rewards so far has filled my eyes. Seol-Hwi [Eun Young-Dan (Jin) Commander-in-Chief] Health 670,000 / 670,000 (↑ 500,000) Inner air 1.17 million / 1.17 million (↑ 1 million) climax Combat power 5.84 million (↑ 5 million) It didn't stop there. The guy in front of me was dancing like crazy. [In commemoration of becoming a master at the peak season, we round up the back seat.] Seol-Hwi [Eun Young-Dan (Jin) Commander-in-Chief] Health 700,000/700,000 (↑30,000) Inner air 1.2 million / 1.2 million (↑ 30,000) climax Combat power 5.9 million (↑ 60,000) At times, he acted like a joke. [The original combat power should be low, but I put it in enough.] Anyway, it didn't matter. Been rolling like a dog for months. Wouldn't it be right to receive such a reward proudly? Episode 45. Cheonghae samurai training (1) As soon as Seolhui entered the room, she changed clothes and sat down on a chair. I felt weird. I was very tired, but I also felt refreshed as if my body was about to fly away. - Did the Limdokyangmaek pass through... … . At first, only hot energy lingered in the bottom battle. Then, all of a sudden, the heat that had circulated through the power supply enveloped my body. The heat circulated around his head, chest, and dandan like crazy, delivering excruciating pain. But the interval was very short. This is because, as if an earthquake had occurred, the field of vision in front of them was wide open, and a convex image formed soon after. - In Jeongpa, it is said that the gate of life and death has been penetrated. This was the purpose of this training... … You don't need to practice anymore. Jeokpa struggled to soften his emotions and held a book in his hand. [You have obtained the 痕鬼神步.] - Basically, this is the foot technique of the Four Great Magicians given by Gonma. From there, it was further developed to fit Eunyoungdan. As he said, the ghost treasure was the foot method contained in the Four Great Geuk-Magong. However, since his main focus is magic, there are only the things necessary for a momentary evasive action. It did not require endurance or sustainable footwork. In fact, it was the first time I had a proper footwork in my hands. - The reason I don't teach you is because I believe that you will do well even if you don't tell me. You can easily reach 7 stars. Seol-hui, recalling her memories with the enemy, suddenly saw two lists floating at the top. [Heart Reading] Mind reading that went up one step from the intermediate level. A blank list appeared next to it. Since we reached the peak, I decided that something might have changed. The result was as expected. [Non-public list] Imitation of (↑ Intermediate level) Imitation of "Learning a lot of martial arts isn't very helpful." Through this experience, Seolhui realized things that he had never thought of. The answer is not only to strong martial arts. Also, the way to become stronger is not only in martial arts. Realization of muhak should be the starting point. Training is important, but basic research into martial arts had to be the basis. It was only by understanding the true nature of martial arts that it could develop into a higher state. A familiar phrase that appears when you lie down on the bed. Seolhui pondered for a moment, but did not consent and immediately went to sleep. I don't feel any particular crisis yet. * * * Early moning. Seolhui stood at the door to start the day's schedule. ▶ Receive missions ▷ Samurai training ▷ Walk around. 'No?' Seolhui could immediately notice the difference from before. 'Learning martial arts' in the list had disappeared. 'Then you should get a mission.' ▶ Gonma (the fourth disciple of Heaven) ▷ Heukgu (Eunyoung Danju) ▷ Jeokpa (Eunyeongdan Education Director) ▷ The doctor who treated Seol Hwi ▷ A servant who serves every meal In fact, I wanted to choose to receive the mission from the beginning. However, it was a choice I had struggled to avoid because of the need to learn the basics. 'Shall we start with Gonma?' Since I've reached my climax, it was good to choose Gonma's. Seolhui proceeded with anticipation. When he chose to accept, as expected, light began to flow through his body. You are much stronger than before. One, there are things you need to have. You cannot carry out this mission in your capacity at this time. - Come back with qualifications. "what… … ." He was standing in front of the door. After Gonma's brief reply, he returned to this place in an instant. Seolhui looked around for a moment and then took one step closer to the door. Again, the schedule was up. Seol-hui chose to receive the mission again. However, this choice was not Gonma , but Eunyoung Danju. I heard from the educator. Did you break through the doorway of life and death? It's really amazing the more you look at it. - Apparently, the timing for my assignment is not right now. Come back in a year or so. "This is so… … ." again in the room. Judging by the brief conversations passing by, it seemed that it was not yet qualified or timed. "Shall we choose the one at the bottom?" Seolhui's gaze went down. Get the mission at the bottom. I have chosen a fingerprint that is not very distinctive. ▶ A servant who serves every meal "Are you there?" 'Huh?' Seolhui's gaze was fixed in front of the door. Someone who had no sign of popularity suddenly spoke to me. "Can I come in?" A young man who speaks again. Then Seolhui, who had adapted to this situation, answered. "Come in." * * * He was the one who always brought his own meal at every meal. He said that the reason he walked like this today, even though it was not dinner time, was because he had a story to tell. He introduced himself as Lao Sam. He added a brief explanation that he was mainly serving Elder Sima White Horn. The story was like this. One day, Sima Baekhon said that he had stopped by the office to attend an audience with the vice-principal for personal reasons. While the vice-principal was waiting for his seat, I accidentally looked into the furnace. It is said that they found a non-essential book that had not yet been burnt unlike other books that were all ashes. Confused about what to do for a moment, he eventually picked up the bibi and handed it to his henchman outside. "What's wrong?" Seolhui asked without listening to the explanation. The only reason I stole an unburned, unburned piece of equipment was because I was afraid that something serious would happen. "the problem is… … It is that the heiress who received that secret suddenly disappeared." "What? Live?" Only then did Seolhui begin to focus on Noh Sam's words. The disappearance would not have meant that he had hidden himself as a general or sub-division. It must mean that he left the main school and went to Jungwon. "How can you run away from the people of our school?" "They say they don't know." "There is a possibility that someone died… … , or the vice-principal took care of it himself." "No body has been found, and there is no connection. It was the white spirit elder who stopped by the office, not the henchman." That makes sense. If there is a problem, it can be easily solved by pursuing the target. Noh Sam raised his gaze and continued. "Elder Whitehorn wants to find him, but he is unable to move. After all, if it was intentional for the vice-principal to leave him there, he would be involved." This, too, made sense. What if the vice-principal set a trap? He doesn't know much about the power struggle inside the school and the position of the white soul elder, but he seems to have thought about that. "So, why are you telling me this?" To Seolhui's question, Noh Sam responded as if he had waited. "Elder Whitehorn's concern is that if someone named his henchman goes out of the school, someone will have to kill him and there is no one to send him right away. He has no power. He is not bound by static (政敵), can move freely, and is largely unknown. I was looking for such a suitable person... … ." "I mean, you've come all the way here." A horse is a horse dressed up splendidly, but in fact, it is a horse that is not visible even if it dies. Since there is no back, there will be no back end. There will be no unexpected damage as you are not bound by silence. The saying that we can move freely means that our school doesn't even care. Well, it didn't matter. I don't know who the henchman is, but I just need to kill him, isn't it? It seems like there will be no backtracking if you look at the fact that receiving the mission has been released separately. "If I bring him, what's the price?" Seolhui asked the most important thing. Apart from the reward of the status window, there must be a reasonable price for doing things behind the scenes. "Of course there is." Noh Sam replied, as if waiting. "When Elder Whitehorn needs him, he pays off the debt he owes him once." "What… … Not bad." Seolhui, who thought he would give him a great sword, nodded, pretending not to win. Considering that an incumbent elder can be used once, it is not a bad condition. It was then. A text was created in front of me along with a ringing sound. [I received a mission from 'Servant Nosam'.] ○ Mission: Eummugi (陰無忌), the chief disciple of Elder Baekhorn, fled to Cheonghae with a secret aid. Capture him within a month and complete the mission. Success: Trust of Sama Baekhorn, ranked 31st. Compensation items: A book of use of power (易容術書), a map of the headmaster's secret message (1/4) and a key. 'I was the chief disciple.' It was said that Noh Sam was his henchman, but in reality, it seems that he was a disciple he cherished. In that case, it would be better to take them alive rather than kill them. 'If it's a reverse spell... … I think it's counter-contradiction?' Seolhui, who was looking at the reward items, fell into thought for a moment. He's heard of it in the past. The fact that there is a way to change the face you want to the one you want in the middle of the school. One, he didn't believe it. It is also true, because there is a limit to changing a face only with inner air. Not just the skeleton of the face, but also the color of the skin, hair, and eyes. Isn't it impossible to perfectly create tissues other than bones and flesh? However, according to one theory, rumors circulated that the equipment that made it possible was created by the Kijia University. It is very difficult to learn and there are limitations, but I do remember there being such a talk. It seems that the vice-principal had something like that. 'When I see the secret message being given, I think there's something else there.' When you become a professor, you will have your own non-academic warehouse. If it comes out as a reward, there must be something awesome about it. Well? wait… … . Did you say your name is Mummugi? something a bit... … Is it weird? "That guy who is the henchman of the Elder White Spirit. Are you not a color horse?" Noh Sam, who was a bit bewildered at Seolhui's question, answered. "Ah? Ah… … . Yes. That's right." "This crazy." Profanity came out of nowhere. I gave the black horse the reverse magic, so of course I can't get rid of it without running away! I changed faces and walked around, so of course I couldn't find them. "What do you know?" But there was no need to tell Noh Sam about this fact. "Then can we leave now?" "Oh, I have one more thing to tell you." "What?" Seolhui asked in annoyance. "that… … If my chosen one agrees, Elder Baekhorn told me to go with the person he had sent. Because he knows the weapon well, and it's easy to get out of the main school... … " 'You're trying to spy.' Seolhui was annoyed, but did not vomit. "who?" "I will bring you now." * * * A person brought by Noh Sam. Seolhui's first impression of him was 'very rough'. It wasn't just a bad feeling. There are many negative impressions even within the school. However, even if I pretended to be interest, I could feel that it was 'serious'. A forearm thicker than an old tree sticking out of torn rags. Burns and scars on the face. He was so tall that Seolhui's head was about the height of his shoulder. And the most unusual thing is that, for whatever reason, he is bald with no hair at all. Maybe that's why, Seolhui and himself felt a sense of intimidation to the point where he could even put his hand on the hilt of the sword. [State, summary of state] stone head [carpenter] 300,000/300,000 stamina Inner 0/0 first-class 9 million combat power ※ Special note: Unknown developmental disability. 'You're an idiot.' As soon as the shame came up, Seol-hui, who was nervous for a moment, looked back at herself and blamed herself. He looked like a master by anyone looking at him, but he was a rookie with no skill. What is surprising, though, is that it has entered the first-class stage, which is below the climax, even though there is no skill. If so, then this guy should be seen as a sacral body. If it wasn't for a natural, boneless body, I wouldn't have received such an evaluation. "It's called Seokdu. I hope to go along well!" Seolhui bowed her head and nodded as she looked at him as he was being polite. There's no way such a low-key guy could be his watcher. Presumably, Elder Whitehorn sent someone to get out of the main school. "Yeah, Seokdu. How can we go?" When Seol-hui asked, he grinned. "We are building the first line barrier on the entrance road to the main school. You just say you're going to pick a good piece of wood and walk out." "okay. OK." With Seolhui's answer, Seokdu bowed his head again. But it never happened to look into the eyes of others. [Cheonghae saint. Move to Seonyeong.] with phrases. Little by little. It was because they had already arrived on the road leading to the capital of Cheonghae. Because this is a bit convenient. Episode 46. Cheonghae samurai training (2) "We will arrive at the Daebong Gaejang soon." The driver who was pulling the horse announced the destination through a small window the size of a fist. Seolhui replied briefly that he would know. And he checked the text under his gaze again. 'Is that going back to the room... … ?' Not long after moving to the wagon, I discovered a new window. top down. The word [return], which had never been seen before, stood out. As if they had moved to this area in an instant, it seemed to be possible to return easily. This is a convenient ability in many ways. "So you mean… … ." After talking for a while, Seolhui looked at Seokdu who had become quiet. "Are you saying that no matter how much you hide, you can catch that bastard?" At that, Seokdu nodded his head. "Yes. I've been with him since childhood. Even if I had changed my face, it would not have changed my habits or behavior." "Well." "And speaking of that, he really deserves to die. He sees me every day because he's ugly, so he can't meet a woman, because he looks dirty and just looking at him makes him feel bad, and how harsh he was... … ." "Oh, I've heard that countless times before." Seolhui shook his head. Judging from it, it seems that the black horse has tormented him a lot. Still, the question 'Is it a sin if I can't meet a woman?' was a bit fresh. 'The enemy's name, that bastard did the same.' How badly did you say that you were unlucky and that you were arrogant? Thinking about it, I got angry again. It's not even a fistful right now, so when the mission is over, shall we go grab it and smash it? You will be alive and healthy during this reincarnation. Tock tock. cut profit. The carriage stopped and announced that it had arrived. Seolhui, who got down first, naturally looked around first. "Ah… … ." And he couldn't speak for a while. I felt a strange pleasure that cannot be expressed in words as I was looking at the sight of so many people. A person who bargains with merchants who sell goods. Children playing in the corner and people selling refreshments around them. Even the buildings that lined up between the various roads and the vendors selling vegetables in front of them. 'It's been almost 30 years.' Perhaps it is. He was born as a butcher's child and lived his life in the owner's house. My father and mother died when I was 10 years old, and by the time I started using my strength, I was doing chores. One day, when I was eating and running like a dog. they came - Would you like to learn martial arts? Possessed by those words, he went to the magic school. I didn't know at the time that butcher's life could fall even further. "Hey, Captain Seolhui… … ." Seol-hui calmed down at Seok-doo's words that followed. Yes, I have work to do now. After all, it seems like I'll be going back and forth countless times in the midfield. "let's go. to eat." On the other side of the road, I saw a large guest cup built on three floors. Seolhui went inside with Seokdu. * * * Kang! Kakakan! There was a lot of tension in the daebonggaejang. The two sword gates, which were usually between dogs, fought here. And, interestingly, the start of these fights was the interest of a woman. "Lord Sojour. Aren't you supposed to dry this?" As the fight grew bigger and bigger, Yeonji (燕芝) said with an anxious expression. I stopped by Gaekzan with Ju Joo-hye (朱素慧), a close friend of mine, and, apparently, the small mastermind of the two gates in question were seated together. And things didn't just go away. Confucius, who had always admired her, approached her. Joo Joo-hye, who was sharing a few words, set fire to it. "Is Paecheonmun the best checkpoint in Cheonghae?" Let's say that Mae Ok-sang, a small craftsman at Pacheonmun Gate, proudly said yes. "The rumor that Gujungmun is down is true." Three months passed there. Ma Sang-chun, the small prince of Gu Jung-mun, who had glanced at Joo Joo-hye, shouted loudly. At the same time, dozens of men stood up from their seats, and the atmosphere immediately froze. "Didn't I say earlier that the two clans lived in the same year?" "Owol-dongju is not an expression used here." "why? The two of us are facing difficulties, so we have to work together to get through it." "Does it look like I'm going through a hard time?" "In my eyes." Joo Hye-hye received Yeon-ji's words lightly and smiled briefly. Did I say that flowers bloom even in beauty? She was truly beautiful enough that the two dignitaries expressed their interest. Big eyes and red lips. A thin neck with white jade-like skin. Wrapped in a splendid silk robe, she did not blink an eye while watching the fight between the two men. Joo Hye. She was the granddaughter of Mangeumsanjang (萬金山莊), the wealthiest man in Cheonghae, and was a woman who ruled the area just by her name. In addition to that, she was also very beautiful, and there were no ceaseless men who harassed her. Among the dogs, there were some men who fought with swords like that. "I thought this day would come one day!" Maeoksang is a small person with a stout physique and wearing a navy blue robe. It is a checkpoint with a long history, but it is famous only in Cheonghae and is not known in Jungwon. The number of Gujungmun samurai is approximately five hundred. "The sea I longed for too! Today will not run away like last time!" A tall, skinny man in a blue coat raised his voice. Originally, the origin of Pacheonmun started from the iron room. His great-grandfather, who made money by supplying weapons to the military, set up a checkpoint, and raised his power by uniting small rumored sects. The number of samurai at Pacheonmun Gate was also similar to that of Gujungmun, about 600 men. Chachachachachaeng! "Show me the power of Pacheonmun!" "Because Gu Jung-mun is the best!" As the number of nearly one hundred people drew out their swords, the tension in the audience grew. A person who quietly observes the situation, except for those who quietly got up and went outside. A person who screams and incites a fight. Moreover, people flocked to the window to take a look outside. "Maybe it was too much interest. If it's even four months like this... … ." "What is Sadal? Those guys are cowards Let alone a knife, are you going to growl like that and then make another promise?" Ju-hye Joo said without much inspiration at Yeon-ji's anxious expression. And I was going to eat it with a glass of alcohol, but there was a side that caught my eye. "Just you. Didn't you eat three pieces of meat at a time?" chump. There were two men. They were the only ones in Gaekzan who were not interested in fighting and focused only on food. When I opened my ears and listened with a little concentration, the conversation was amazing. "Did I? haha. It's the first time I've eaten such tender meat... … ." "What? I wrapped the three points in vegetables and ate them, did I? Did I?" "Ah… … , I made a big mistake." It was a childish conversation, but rather, it drew Joo Joo-hye's attention. It was also fun to talk casually like that in front of the place where the sword fighting took place. That was when some time had passed. "Huh?!" A commendation protruding from the Pacheonmun and Gujungmun gangs caught her eye. It was thrown out in the process of surprise attack and counterattack. and where it flew. It was precisely the men who ate the food. * * * Seol Hwi and Seok Du placed a lot of orders as soon as they arrived at the guest cup. And there was no conversation at all. Even when there were so many places to put food on the table, even when there was a sudden commotion, the two were silent. For a while, the two ate without talking. Just like crazy. He ate while moving. In the food that dwindled like that. "you." Seol Hwi was the first to get lucky. "Just you. Didn't you eat three pieces of meat at a time?" "no." In an instant, Seokdu's expression hardened. He made excuses, but as his suspicions only grew stronger, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Oh, I ate." In the end, I had no choice but to confess. "Be careful going forward." It was a million luck. He had forgiven him because he was still in the early stages of eating meat. He could barely breathe. So I ate again, and it was almost time to eat. "Have you any money?" A second crisis came to Seok-doo at Seol-hui's question. A look with no doubts in faith. "Ah, I paid all the money for the carriage… … ." He barely spoke, but looking into the young Seol-hui's eyes, he spoke confidently. "I will clean it up." "It should be." It was then. Unexpectedly, the memorization flew in. A commendation came out of nowhere from the two guys who were arguing in front of me. By the way. pod. Seok-du snatched the shuriken from behind with his hands too easily. Looking into Seolhui's eyes, he asked carefully. "Perhaps… … Have you eaten?" Seolhui nodded his head with a big sigh. "I'm sorry, but I don't eat here." "All right." After observing Seolhui's reaction, he confirmed that he put his chopsticks down, and then put his thoughts into action. "Aww!" Seok-du's first action was to scream. And he didn't stop there, he raised one hand and started hitting the table out of nowhere. bang! Clink! The plates containing the leftovers spilled and shattered. And precisely under the broken plate and the broken table, the stone head rolled. "Oh, I'm dead! You're breaking your hand! Aww!" At his actions, all eyes in the audience could only be focused on Seok-du. Seokdu, who had been lying around for such a long time, got up. Holding a commendation that is not too hurtful. "What kind of kid are you?" In the quiet guest cup. They seemed to exchange glances with each other, and then Hana, who appeared to be a samurai from Gu Jung-mun, came out. "Don't get caught up in the fights of the elderly." He raised a knife threateningly and said as if a warning. But he hasn't seen his face since then. wow! Seok-du ran like a lightning bolt and shredded with his fists, and flew away with great speed. bang! Because he fainted after smashing a wooden wall. "Say it again. Who threw it?" Seokdu walks out. But no one spoke. Movement beyond common sense and overwhelming power. Everyone had to watch until he stopped in the middle of the two forces. "Is it you?" "Ah, ah, no." In response to Seok-doo's question, Gu Jung-moon Mae Ok-sang said with a trembling mouth. He, too, had a keen eye for the power to just send one of his minions into the goal. There was no such thing as self-esteem in front of the sense of intimidation that he had experienced for the first time in his life. "Then are you?" Seok-doo turned to Ma Sang-chun at Paecheonmun Gate this time. He, too, was no different from Gu Jungmun. "I, not me." "okay? These things." bang! Dumpling. When I hit the floor, the inside of the cup shook like a rock. Everyone who was watching groaned, and some of them even ran away. 🥺🥺🥺 And all of a sudden, Seok-doo grabbed Ma Sang-chun and Mae Ok-sang's hair with one hand, respectively. His spirit was so strong that the warriors who were escorting him froze on the spot. "You two. Listen carefully to what I have to say." Seok-doo continued to speak, bringing the two bangs he was holding in his hands in front of his eyes. "You have to pay for my food. Moreover, since I broke the purity of the person I serve, I should be compensated for it, but I will not ask about it now. Did you understand?" "Yes!" "Yep!" The two men's longing for survival led to an answer quickly and surely. Seok-doo was satisfied, so he put his head down. "Ugh!" "Wow!" returned to its original position. But no one rushed. It was because the momentum emanating from its gigantic size made everyone dazed. "It has been resolved." Seokdu bowed his head and said. Seolhui calmly looked around and then nodded. "Get out." It was time to stand up. "Nice to meet you." On the other side of the table, a woman I had never met sat down and talked to me. Seol-hui, who looked at her for a moment at her beauty, immediately looked up. [State, summary of state] Joo Joo-hye [Granddaughter of Jangju of Mangeumsanjang] Health 80/80 Inner 0/0 an insignificant number. But that wasn't the reason Seol Hwi was trying to draw attention to her. ※ Special note: 2 missions (completed safely) It was because he met a woman who had a mission to train a warrior rather than a set mission. Episode 47. Cheonghae samurai training (3) roughly expected. It says you have two missions, but you won't get them right now. Perhaps it means that you have to choose to train as a warrior and come here to give your mission. "Hey, who are you… … ." While Seol-hui was lost in thought for a moment, Seok-doo showed interest first. Then Joo Joo-hye said with a smile. "Oh! Are you the one who just showed great inaction? I watched it from behind and it was amazing." "Oh, yes? he did? hehehe... … ." Seolhui's face contorted. did you hear it wrong hey hey? "It's really cool. I'm sure you'll see these amazing people in person. It was the coolest dance I've seen in a really long time." "It's okay. It's just chastising the scoundrels." "Still, there are some people who are called swordsmen in this area… … ." "is that so. hehehe... … ." Again, they are not wrong. He obviously said hehehe. Now that I look at it, I can guess why he was beaten up by the color horse. Seeing the two boys who had their cheeks blushed and earned, the urge to slap this guy rather than the black horse rose. "By the way, who are you?" "Ah, the introduction is late. My name is Joo Joo-hye, the granddaughter of Jangju of Mangeum Mountain. To brag a little about her, no one around here doesn't know me." "What happened to the granddaughter of Mangeum Mountain?" "Oh, it's no different… … ." An unexpectedly courageous opponent. Joo Joo-hye's expression stiffened for a moment. However, despite the somewhat daunting situation, she did not lose her smile. Rather, he slowly raised his legs, crossed them, and smiled bashfully. "I am interested in seeing masters like you. I want to know a little bit." "We are not as good as you think." "The more talented a person is, the more square one there is." 'She's a pretty good-natured woman.' Seolhui was excited to see her being kind to her, not like her pretty face. As the borders were loosening a bit, Joo Joo-hye, who lowered her gaze slightly, asked a question. "As you can see, there is no one nearby. Where are you from?" "It's a little far from here." "I don't think the clothes and the way he speaks are in the midfield… … Are you from Xijiang?" If it is Seojang, it is a place that is thousands of li from the southernmost tip of Cheonghae. Seeing that they didn't mention Xinjiang, where magic is located, it seemed like they didn't even think about it. "Well, it's similar. By the way, it's a relationship that I've seen here, so I'm wondering if I should ask you a favor. Can you hear me?" Seolhui turned the topic aside, leaving the gritty subject behind. Seok-du, who was standing in the meantime, got a chair from somewhere and sat down. The guys called Geommun, who were fighting fiercely, had already left the audience, so it was quiet inside. "A request at the beginning. what's good Shall we hear what you are talking about?" She is definitely an unusual woman. I was trying to use it simply by using the excuse of joining me in the seat by myself, but it seems that they do not want to lose the initiative by emphasizing the word 'please'. As if from a wealthy man called a mountain-jang, he seems adept at dealing with people. "There's one we need to catch, a sorceress better than us, who don't know much about the geography of this place. Besides, if it's Mangeum Mountain, I'm sure you'll be good at information as well, so would you mind looking into it?" "Do you have any information about that person?" "There is no hair-cutting machine. It's not going to help what he looks like because he's wearing makeup. The thing is, to brighten up women like crazy, and to use magic tricks." "… … !" Her eyes widened. This kind of reaction was expected. Although the Cheonghae region was far from being included in the midfield, the fear of magic seemed no less than theirs. Seolhui continued to speak. "You have demonic powers, but you also have the ability to hide. In fact, if you don't use your own power, it won't appear on the outside." Saekma, a guy called Eummugi would have penetrated people in that way. He must have taken into account the possibility that people from the main school could come out, so he must have been very careful about his actions. "Then maybe you too… … ." "No way." Seolhui shook his head. There was no need to put a preconceived notion on her. Even if you hide it, nothing will ever be revealed. From the moment Seolhui reached its climax, she was able to control even the smallest amount of magic. He doesn't know his true identity unless he's a super master who enters Hwagyeong. Seok-doo next to him is just a person from the main school who has no strength and ignorant strength. "like. What can the samurai do for me if I do so?" Then Seok-doo interrupted the conversation. "Hehehehe. Please tell me. Anything we can do… … ." 👌👌👌👌👌👌 Then he hurriedly grabbed his head. Seol-hui slapped him in the back of the head and slapped him. "If you say "Hehehehe" one more time, don't you know that you can't live up to your name." "Sin, sorry! Leader!" Seokdu clasped his neck with both hands and looked away. He is a guy who has nothing to look at except for one thing that is steady. "Lord Sojour." "Yes. Warrior." "I think you're misunderstanding something... … ." When Seol-hui made eye contact with Joo-hye, she nodded. "A word is a request, but in reality it is more of a proposal. The man who confuses the world was caught by a samurai who had a connection with the Mangeum Lodge. Isn't that enough?" The subtle gaze of the woman is transmitted. He must have learned how to roll his head, but he's cute compared to himself. Even if he barely made a living as a junior captain at the main school, it has been more than thirty years without his eyesight. It was as easy as looking into the palm of her hand to see what she was thinking, who looked only at her age. "Well, if you don't accept my offer, we'll go somewhere else... … ." "I'll help you." Joo-hye agreed to it more easily than expected. Seolhui added a word there. "Then be kind and add two more. A comfortable space to rest. Food that you can eat to fill your stomach." "Can I have it?" "… … ?" "A lot of old-fashioned money. Information that can be used at any time. A map of the surrounding area, etc., good for sightseeing. I will spare no effort to support you." When Joo Joo-hye came out so boldly, Seol-hui was embarrassed for the first time. "instead." And I was curious about what followed. "After you catch the horse, please stop by the Mangeum Hut again." I don't know why, but I can guess. Perhaps it has to do with the task posed to the woman. Still, seeing her actively coming out like this, she's definitely not an ordinary woman. "That is my condition for the offer." "Good." Then there was no need to remove it. * * * Seol-hui and Seok-du moved to Mangeum Mountain with her. Even after passing through the huge gate, it took quite a while to get to the guest room. As I learned a day later, Mangeum Mountain was the richest man in Cheonghae, as Seol-hui had expected. Humans are people too, but the land was so wide that even when entering the manor, he rode horses around. Fortunately, the guest room was not far from the entrance, so Seol-hui and Seok-du had a rest. "Why does the rice bowl look so strange?" But Seok-Doo did not leave him alone. He was tilting his head as he looked at the white porcelain bowl placed on the cabinet. "Why did you make your poo syllabus so glamorous?" I looked up and saw Dam Sang-chae (唐三彩). It looks a little different from the one placed in the mantis office in the Taehwanggakju mantis. ignorant guy. So, listening to the villagers, I was beaten by a scumbag. "Five! It looks like real leather." Seolhui closed her eyes tightly as she watched him rub the carpet on the floor. And quietly raised the air. If you say it one more time, I want to beat you down. "Is there water here?" "What?!" But the last answer could not be overlooked. No way. Are you getting water out of your bed? I can't stand this "Oh oh oh! It's real!" Seolhui directly witnessed the scene and vomited out a sound. As Seok-Doo said, how the engine was installed, clean water was supplied in the room. * * * Joo Joo-hye's face, who was waiting in front of the door, was slightly remembered. It was because his grandfather, who had been away for about a month, called him as soon as he arrived. Usually, in this case, family-related stories come and go rather than day-to-day conversations. Of course, there must be some things that are not pleasant in it. "Come in." When the permission was granted, Sivi, who was waiting, opened both doors. Joo-hye, who was prepared for herself, stepped inside the golden carpet that stretched out to the front of the entrance. The room was spacious like any other palace. Gorgeous ceilings, wallpaper, ornaments, and expensive precious metals that cannot be easily seen appeared one after another. In the center of it, I saw an old man sitting on a rosewood chair at an angle and burning tobacco. "Did our granddaughter come?" An old man with full gray hair and a warm impression greeted her. Joo Wan-gil. The owner of Mangeum Mountain and a wealthy man. Walking around Cheonghae, one in three was a famous person who would not know him. "Sit here." "Yes. grandfather." Joo Joo-hye sat down on a chair with a somewhat dignified posture. The way she spoke and her posture was completely different from the way she met and had a conversation with Seol Hwi. Joo Wan-gil sat in a relaxed posture and asked with a bright smile. "okay. I heard from the people in my family that they often go out to the city these days." "I enjoy seeing and talking to people rather than being cramped at home." "I understand your feelings, but even so, please do not bring people who are like idiots to your hometown as much as possible. Even if you pretend you don't see everything, there are a lot of words around you." Even though it hasn't been an hour since he came to his hometown, there must have been talk of a foodie he brought. "And while this grandfather has lived his life, he prides himself on not having a big grudge relationship, but unexpected noises do happen everywhere. You have to be careful with people all the time." "I'll keep that in mind." write it In response to Joo Joo-hye's answer, Joo Wan-gil bit a gombangdae and smoked a cigarette. She had a gut feeling that Grandpa was going to tell the story now. When he changed the topic, he always talked for a while. "Next year will be the age of rest." not different With a bit of luck, she got the word right away. "Yes. I am still at an age where I need worldly experience." "haha. Wouldn't it be doubled if you shared that world experience with a good husband?" "Even orchids, which are difficult to grow, grow best in the field rather than in a greenhouse. For girls my age, walking a lot and having a lot of conversations helps." "One, I think that if it is a flower that is beautiful from birth, like chrysanthemum, it needs to be taken care of." "It is the human heart to check and re-check every time. Just like Grandpa knows the taste of cheongju and still drinks it." "Heh heh heh… … guy." Joo Wan-gil smiled warmly. It is obvious that he knows how to talk about marriage and sneaks out cleverly. But is it because she's a granddaughter? I didn't really hate that. "Don't say it outright. Shouldn't you be getting ready now too?" "grandfather… … ." "Confucius Zheng (鄭) is a descendant of a powerful family from the Huashan school. He's trustworthy and knows the way. You can't break this conversation, can you?" "But I've heard that there are a lot of things that go wrong because they are not careful and have a quick temper. Moreover, I don't think you've ever heard of a rumor that she is revealing a woman." "Heh heh heh." At Joo Joo-hye's hard expression, Joo Wan-gil laughed as if it was interesting. Tuuk. After burning the last candle, he put the teddy bear on the table and said: "I'm sorry to say to you, but heroic ho-girls have always had women. As long as your hobbies aren't bad or you don't treat them rudely, there's nothing wrong with that." "grandfather. But... … ." "If not. As you said last time, did you bring a master who could handle this wedding?" "that is… … ." She couldn't speak. I remembered His father's argument that the family needs an excellent master like Jeonggong-ja. At the time, because of the rebellion against those words, I asked if I could prove that he was not a great master. He even added that he would bring a master who would subdue him. "It's Sohye." Joo Wan-gil continued speaking with a serious expression. "Didn't our goal just stay in Cheonghae? Your mother died because we had no strength." "… … ." "You have to be armed with a stronger force than anyone else. Financial resources are important, but you also need the appropriate force. Although there are some flaws in the character of Confucius Zheng, he is a master who knows everyone around him for his inaction." He was famous for his martial arts skills. Even within the volcanic sect, he was not an official disciple, but he almost got the title of plum swordsman. "That's why I brought you here." "Yes? who... … ." He looked towards the door. And I asked the foreign minister, who was standing politely to one side, when he had come in. "Where are you?" "He's resting in the front for a while." "grandfather!" Joo Joo-hye shouted, but Joo Wan-gil stood up without paying attention. Then he turned around and said softly. "Come on, let's go." Episode 48. Color Horse, Shadow Weapon(1) Seolhui was practicing in a spacious space. Obviously, like a wealthy family, a large annex came with the bedroom. It is also a good size for personal use. "I need to learn the skill of the wind god… … ." A technique that I neglected for a while because I was immersed in the concept of 'perfect movement' for a while. Nevertheless, he wanted to learn the ability that he could never ignore, which could be said to be the best among the skills he had given him. ◆ Four great geek maegong style. Characteristic Table ◆ Wind God: → N (Neutral) ↓↘, A <4.5x speed> The expression "neutral" in the technical table was an unfamiliar word. And there was no way to know what 4.5x speed meant. The only clue, though, is that the AI guy was really fast enough to unfold in an instant. "By doing this… … ." Seolhui remembered the movements the AI did at the time and tried the same movements. But there was no change. Unlike in the past, this time it was difficult to write skills even if you knew the meaning to some extent. "It seems that the technology has gone as if the body is moving forward… … ." Seolhui decided to try again from the beginning. Judging from the AI's motion, double speed seems to mean that it has to move faster than usual. Such was the superficial interpretation. That was also the meaning of neutral, standing in the middle. "Ha!" same action. faster movement. And a change in speed that makes a small change. Seolhui spurred practice by changing the movements dozens or even hundreds of times. Did an hour pass like that? While he was resting for a while, he could hear people's conversations in his ears. It was the effect of the white ridge hearing technique, which was learned in the follow-up training class. "Did he really come?" "What are you doing? You have to stop what you are doing." "Where are you?" I glanced out the window and saw people moving somewhere. And around the time the commotion subsided, Seolhui raised his sword for training again. But just then, Seokdu appeared. "Leader. Did you hear me?" "… … What are you talking about?" "Yes. Neighbors say that the man who will marry the master sojourner is coming here. What kind of Confucius did you say he was, but... … ." "marriage?" "Yes. So everyone is going to see him. Would you like to visit the captain too?" "Why am I going there?" Still, in the midst of not being able to find a way to use the wind god skill, he had no intention of resting. Of course, that was until I heard that. "I knew you would. They say you're from the Volcano group, but you won't be able to fight... … ?" "volcano? Did I just say you were from a volcano?" "Yes. That's what I heard." wow. Seolhui's face contorted in an instant. volcanic waves. The sect who led the family to death by holding hands with the main school's Taehwanggakju. Hearing about the place where these people who wouldn't mind grinding their bones belonged, it felt like blood gushing upside down. "Go ahead." "Yes?" Seolhui immediately retrieved the short sword. It was interesting to see what he looked like. "Would you like to go see your face?" * * * again. There is a pavilion called Gwanjijeong (款識亭) at the back of the inner garden and in the center of the back garden. The original meaning of 'Kwanji' refers to engraving the marks of the times on pottery. Jangju Joo Wan-gil, who likes pottery, named the most beautiful pavilion that he cherished. slit. One of the people who came to the hospital was carefully pouring the tea and examining the atmosphere. It was because Joo Wan-gil and Joo-hye were sitting in front of him, and Jeong Mu-yeon, who had been rumored about it, was sitting opposite him. Sibi, who only thought it was a place to promote harmony, heard Joo Joo-hye's uncomfortable voice and intuited that it wasn't the only thing she had. "If I had known you were here, I would have found you sooner. Even the girl did not expect that she would come here without a word." As soon as she sat down, Joo Joo-hye briefly revealed her feelings. But despite her face, the face of the other person was infinitely bright. "I'm sorry, Sozer. I wanted to see you so much, so I asked Zhang Joo, even though I knew it was rude." Jung Moo-yeon did not take it seriously. When the other party's reaction is not very good, Joo Joo-hye wants to make uncomfortable comments again. "Are you going to do that? Confucius Jeong joined by chance on the way home from the work I had asked him to do." Jang Joo Joo Wan Gil intervened. "It was. The girl didn't know that. Next time I'll take a closer look. Whether she joined by chance or even acted on purpose." "It's Sohye." "Fine. Lord Zhang. I'm obviously being rude today, so don't worry about it." Perhaps this kind of reaction was expected, Jung Moo-yeon received the words calmly. Then he changed the topic with a smile. "It is said that there are two scenic spots in Cheonghae, one is Haesimsan and the other is the backyard of Mangeumsanjang… … . I found out today that there is no truth to that statement." "Heh heh heh. There is no facet. I have a habit of showing off in everything I do, so I guess that's how the rumors spread." "It is a humble statement. Master Jang, who was adopted and raised, built the Mangeum mountain lodge, and every year he distributed food to the people and practiced compassion, so he is a model for all people." "Heh heh heh. Confucius Jeong paints the old man's face with gold." Unlike Joo Joo-hye, Joo Wan-gil and Jeong Mu-yeon were exchanging laughter with each other. After drinking a cup of tea lightly, Jung Moo-yeon looked around leisurely. A little distance away, people were crowded together. Judging by a fairly large number, it seems that he had probably left the work he had been doing to see himself. As I was looking around in the crowd, for a moment, the character of a river was drawn on his forehead. It was because of the two men, and somehow, immediately after seeing them, a tiny tendon had sprouted on his forehead. "By the way, has Moon-ju Jung's health improved?" "… … Yes?" "Huh. Didn't you say that you have had a very bad stomach since last year? So, after clearing the checkpoint for a while, he is recuperating." Jung Moo-yeon showed an 'Ah!' reaction and bowed her head as if she understood it only then. "Oh, it was. It seems like it will take some time to get better." "Yes? Didn't you tell me a month ago that you'll be fine soon?" "Yes… … Anything will be fine." "… … ?" Joo Wan-gil's head tilted at the incomprehensible answer. Joo Joo-hye looked at her father as if puzzled. "Sozer. You came today without contact, so I promise you next time." Suddenly speaking coldly, he stood up and turned his head to him. And the last word too. It was even more questionable. "I found an unexpected person." * * * "Leader. Didn't that woman seem interested in me?" Seok-du, who was looking at the sperm, looked very uncomfortable. Was it because he thought that Gaekzan showed interest in him? But Seolhui wasn't interested in that. "Seokdu." "Yes. Leader." "Is the author really from the volcanic group?" "Yes. Is that so?" "who?" "… … Yes?" "Who told the author that he was of volcanic origin?" Seokdu looked around, scratching his head, and answered. "That's what I heard in passing… … ." "I did." Seolhui nodded her head. and asked again. "Didn't you say before that you can always recognize Mummugi when you meet it?" "of course. How could I ever forget him?" "okay?" Seolhui turned his gaze to the pavilion again. And looking at the words floating in front of me, I fell silently in my thoughts. [State, summary of state] Eummugi [First disciple of Elder Hundred Soul] 40/400 stamina Inner air 120,000 / 120,000 climax Combat power 1.68 million<+proliferation> If the information was not false, it should have been said that Jung Moo-yeon was already famous. Because his body was occupied by the yin-moogi, and he was doing his best. What stands out is his fighting prowess. I had heard that he was strong, but I didn't expect that he would be around 1.68 million people. Moreover, multiplication is a first-of-its-kind ability. Seol-Hwi [Eun Young-Dan (Jin) Commander-in-Chief] Health 700,000/700,000 Internal air 1.2 million / 1.2 million climax 5.9 million combat power However, it was not at a level comparable to that of himself, who had already reached his climax. I was interested in combat power and additional abilities, but that's all. It's not long enough for me. 'how will we do it… … .' Still, Seol-hui had no choice but to worry. It's because of the address. There are as many as two missions to be given to her, so I was drawn to it. He was worried that his mission would be lost if he used magic skills while fighting. As long as his identity is clear anyway, I thought it would be better to let him go and follow him and subdue him. "… … !" Then then. I felt the gaze of the shooting weapon. 'is not it?' Upon closer inspection, his gaze was slightly shifted to the side. He was heading towards Seokdu, not himself. "Leader. Don't you think it's that guy?" Perhaps seeing his gaze, Seokdu spoke to him. Seolhui didn't answer. For now, it's best to just stay still. "Huh really. Have I not said it over and over again? He knows right away when he pretends. I bet he really isn't." Seolhui spilled his words into one ear. And after a while, I saw Jung Moo-yeon stand up from her seat. 'Did you notice something? … .' And I saw Jeong Mu-yeon and two men from Mangeum Mountain, walking this way. Leaving a distance of work like that. "There are people who stand out here." The fake Jung Mu-yeon looked at the two of them and started talking. Just then, Joo Joo-hye, who was next to the old man who appeared to be Jang-ju, spoke up. "They are my guests." "You are a guest… … ." At that, the man wrinkled his expression. Then he looked at her and spoke in a cold voice. "You are joking a little. Seeing that he brought talented people that are hard to see even in Cheonghae... … ." "He is a talented person that is hard to see in Cheonghae. Aren't they so great in the eyes of Confucius Zheng?" "Rather than great… … It has a different meaning." At the old man's question, the man nodded. Then he turned and came to Seolhui and Seokdu and talked to them. "Isn't it? Brothers?" Seolhui didn't answer. Because Seok-doo knew who he was talking to. "Hahaha. We're kind of special people! After seeing our martial arts, the Mangeum Mountain Lodge also invited us like this." "Oh yeah?" The man's eyes narrowed slightly. But it was only for a while. He returned to his original expression and looked at Seolhui. 'I want to know the martial arts.' Seolhui sensed the sticky magic in the opponent's eyes. So I did not reject that energy. Anyway, he couldn't recognize his martial arts at his level. Seol-hui had already met him before. Because I was in the middle of fortune-telling the inner-gong-min method without demonic powers. "That's rude. What do you do to my guests?" As the atmosphere became more subtle, Joo Joo-hye, who had not seen it, intervened. It was then that Moo-yeon Jeong turned her gaze away and paid her respects. "Don't get me wrong, Sozer. I just wanted to say hello and get to know who you are." He smiled brightly, but no one really believed it. The fake Jeong Moo-yeon quickly bowed her head, realizing that she had done something wrong. And I tried to turn around, but this time Seol-hui caught his footsteps. "Did you think we couldn't find it?" remorse. Behind his back, standing with his feet stopped. Once again a warning voice rang out. "Did you think it would be hidden by hiding your demon and pretending to be someone else?" "… … !" Seolhui guessed. There was embarrassment on his face. He turned slowly and looked at his face. "You should have hidden it more. enough to deceive everyone. Whatever it is... … ." Seolhui took his hand to the hilt of the sword. And when he pulled out his sword with the last warning, time stopped like a lie. "I can't help but find out." [A great opportunity! Found a gap in the Shadow Weapon. How would you respond?] This is because the turn-based system was activated as soon as the fight was started. Episode 49. Color Horse, Shadow Weapon(2) [The mission notice box has been activated.] [Mission Notice] ▼ (Expand) ▽ (expand) Seol-hui's gaze, who was about to attack, was once again focused. These are the first generated characters. Since it appeared in a turn-based situation where time stopped, the meaning could not be taken lightly. ○ If you do not capture the weapon, you will not be able to learn counterfeiting. ○ If Seolhui uses magic skills in 'Current Situation', she cannot receive Joo Hye's mission during [Warrior Practice]. ○ If the figures of the faction are killed by Seolhui, you will not be able to receive Joo Hye-hye's mission during [Warrior Training]. do you mean refer to? There seemed to be a condition on this mission. According to the contents, you should first capture the yin-moogi rather than kill it. And he said that if he uses magic or if the faction figures die, he will not be able to receive Joo-hye's mission. Seolhui opened the text below the reference again. ○ If the weapon does not use magic, Seolhui will be driven by the martial arts. ○ If Seokdu dies, this mission will fail. You need to induce your opponent to use magic. Also, don't let Seokdu die. When I read all the announcements, the words naturally disappeared from my eyes. And a familiar option appeared before my eyes. ▶ Attack. ▷ Use martial arts. ▷ Open the tool box. ▷ Get close. 'It's kind of embarrassing... … .' Although the Cheonghae region is classified as out-of-tax even in Gangho, they also have a fear of magic. Joo Joo-hye also had her face darkened just thinking about magic. As expected, it doesn't look good to use magic tricks in front of everyone. There's no need to give up on a mission to get rewards. 'You can deal with it in moderation.' Seolhui lowered his gaze. And I chose the fourth method, which is the most efficient. ▶ Approach as far as possible. Paat. As soon as he made his choice, with a brief glare, Seolhui was already standing behind the weapon. And before his opponent could react, he thrust his sword into his stomach. A perfect move that won't be strange even if you are knocked down in one hit. By the way. 'Huh?!' blah blah! Seolhui felt a strong reaction from his fingertips and hesitated. He couldn't extend his sword straight because of the tiny burst of energy. In the meantime, the body of the ummugi was far away. Eummugi [First disciple of Elder Hundred Soul] Health 330,000 (↓70,000) / 400,000 Inner air 110,000 (↓ 10,000) / 120,000 It was successful, but I couldn't say it was a success. The damage from the weapon that should have been seriously injured was less than expected. Perhaps it was because he used the self-defense technique called the last shield. "Aww! It's a fight!" "The author waged a fight against Zheng Zheng!" "Harm! I thought I might die after a while." Screams echoed everywhere. Mugigi, who was sitting on the floor in the crowd, was looking at him with a terrified gaze. shit. Seolhui smiled at him. There were no concerns whatsoever. [A great opportunity! Found a gap in the Shadow Weapon. How would you respond?] Because there were many loopholes due to the difference in skill, the gaps were constantly ringing. * * * The skill gap was clearly visible. In a situation where the self-defense force of the yin weapon was already broken, even if he attacked with moderate strength, his figure continued to drop. Eummugi [First disciple of Elder Hundred Soul] 210,000 HP (↓120,000) / 400,000 Inner attack 80,000 (↓30,000) / 120,000 "Hey, stop it! stop!" In the end, Mumugi declared surrender with half his knees bent. But Seolhui didn't want to stop. After half-killing him, if he loses his will, I was going to talk to him. However, a variable arose in an unexpected place. "Save Confucius Zheng! hurry!" "It's over there!" Dozens of samurai in light suits were gathering around him. From the looks of it, they appear to be the warriors of the Mangeum Mountain Range, which was commanded by Joo Wan-gil. And from then on, things started to go awry. … … … Was it because he had no intention of dealing with the warriors? The phrases saying that he showed a gap began to come to mind explosively. Those phrases covered my eyes so much that I couldn't see, and time didn't even stop because of so many windows. Chachachachaeng! Seolhui easily dodged their reckless attack. Still, the numbers were too many, and they gradually retreated. There was a warning not to let the figures of the faction die, so he had no choice but to change passively. 'damn. Where are you hiding?' The samurai of the Mangeum Mountain range had been obstructed, and the weapon had been lost. Seolhui hurriedly looked around, but couldn't see at all because of the gaps that tightly covered his eyes. Unbearable, Seolhui finally decided to change the fighting style. Combat Method Only then, an analysis window appeared in front of my eyes, not a gap. … … The status window that filled my eyes became silent. 'Oh yeah!' Seolhui just had a good idea. I wondered if it would be okay if Seokdu, not himself, attacked them. There will be no special restrictions on him. Even if Seok-du kills them, the mission will not be affected. When I looked back, I saw Seokdu standing blankly. "Leader. What happened? Maybe he was a muse... … ." "Noisy. You take care of these guys." "Yes? Oh, I see." As soon as Seol-hui gave the order, Seok-du ran quickly. Of course, with the skills of the samurai at Mangeum Mountain, Seok-Doo cannot compete. "If possible, don't kill me." Seolhui, who was barely free, took a few steps back and looked around again. After that, I tried to change the battle method to find the weapon, but an unexpected problem arose. [No! Since you have used the turn-based combat method once, you cannot go back.] "this." You can't see the ability figures in the simulation. For that reason, I tried to change it to turn-based, but it turned out to be impossible. 'Things keep getting messed up.' Thinking about it, I remembered that I couldn't keep changing the fighting style the way I wanted. In the end, Seol-hui had to find him directly among those who were scattered all over the place. "I miss it unluckily… … ." "Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa evil!" Seolhui's head was bent at the sudden scream. From the place where a group had gathered, people were seen scattering in all directions with screams. "Where are you going?" "I can't go any further!" In the meantime, two samurai from the Mangeum Mountain Lodge, who had escaped from the crowd, rushed at him. Puffy! puck! Seolhui lightly knocked the two down with the tip of the hilt, and then ran to it. 'her… … .' And when he arrived, Seol-hui was startled. A corpse, which seemed to have been sucked in with the essence of his body, was scattered on the floor with molgol covered with bones. 'Is this the ability of multiplication?' This is a suction hole. It must be a weapon of magic with a mage that sucks human spirits. It is clear that he was trying to recover the body by absorbing the spirit of a person. 'Where are you hiding?' Seolhui tried to find traces around him, but couldn't find it. Hiding among the people, he was apparently impossible to find. "Aaaaah!" "People are dead here too!" A scream that was heard again from a place not far from where he was. Seolhui quickly ran again and looked around. Two corpses lying on the floor were the same as before. "Sir. I went over there!" An old man with his back bent among the people scattered in all directions pointed to one place. "Where?" "Hey, that woman… … ." Seolhui tilted her head as she looked in the direction the old man was pointing. It was then. Tsutsutsutsu side. The simulation, which had no sign of any sign, started to be activated just then, and dozens of images of leaping forward appeared. with urgent texts. [jump! jump!] 'Why… … .' It was then. With a burning sensation in the waist, Seolhui quickly turned around. And as soon as he touched the ground, he immediately fell to the floor and grabbed his waist. "damn… … ." It was an old man's surprise attack. It must have been that he was seriously wounded by the carelessness that Eummugi was disguised as an old man. Fortunately, he had avoided fatal injuries due to his self-defense and the upper class armor he was wearing. And once again, the weapon had already disappeared from sight. "You must catch me!" It was the worst environment. Eummugi, which can transform into counterplay, penetrated the people and tormented him. There were still a lot of people around. Because some of the crowd didn't run away and were watching. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah-! Another scream from not far away. This time Seol-hui arrived there without delay. Again, there was a corpse that had been sucked in the spirit, and around it, only a woman with a child was standing there. "Did you see him?" "I didn't see it." she said waving her hand. But Seol-hui did not believe her and grabbed the woman's hand. 'I haven't mastered magic.' When I did a rapid pulse, there was no internal hole. A woman is not a body trained in martial arts. So I looked around again, this time with the illusion that it seemed to spread out in all directions. This time, a warmth came from the back. "ね!" Seol-hui reflexively swung her sword and cut off the neck of the woman behind her. However, she had already become a corpse that had been drained of spirit. And there were no children. The baby she was carrying attacked her. "Damn it! Does reverse magic have this kind of ability?" I understood even changing the face, but I was shocked that I could not change the body at will. "Such a dog… … ." Seolhui grabbed her waist and distorted her expression. This time, it was quite a serious injury. It could be fatal if you don't do your luck in a hurry. "Everyone, stop attacking!" "Sit down! Not only the warriors, but all the people of Mangeum Mountain!" It was then. Joo Wan-gil came out as if he knew that something was going wrong with the sponsorship situation. It stopped the warriors of Mangeum Mountain. And in front of him, he kept talking to a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader of the samurai. "Did the demon really appear?" "That's right. Women and children are dying of their spirits." And he turned his head to Joo-hye. "Did the author really say that he was going to find a color horse to change his face?" "Yes. father. You've been saying that since you saw me." He turned to the middle-aged man again. "Who is Confucius Jeong? Where is Confucius Zheng?" "It disappeared during a fight with the author. Even if I think about it, Confucius Jeong Ah… … ." The old man was unable to speak. He had witnessed a scene that was so absurd that he could not hold his words. And it was the same with Seolhui. "Who are you?" "who are you!" The two Janghans are fighting in the quiet backyard. They looked at each other and growled as if to kill. Then, seeing Seolhui, he slowly turned his head. "Leader. This one is fake." Seok-doo. "Leader. This guy, this guy is a muse." He pointed to Seokdu and was talking to himself. The fake is that guy. 50 episodes. Color Horse, Shadow Weapon(3)