73 – Death Priest (10)

Now, assassination is not the problem, but Dang-oh is quickly thinking about the reality that the first goal is to survive the wild boar-like Murim Lord. .

“Haa… ha….”

The Nine Yin Sinmaek is a blessing, born with a cursed body.

Jaro, the Murim Lord, looked at Soso, who was suffering from white breath, and Mayang, who was preparing for a decisive battle, putting more strength into his sword.

“Tsk… good.”

“What… ?”

Let Dang-O ask back at the unbelievable words. Jaro cleared his throat and spoke again with a calmer face.

“I will send it to you. No more work, just go.”

Of course, if you catch it, you can catch it, but I didn’t want to make Soso’s condition worse by spending more time here.

It’s a bit much to let go of the Demonic Cult right in front of you, but I ran all the way here to protect the child of my dead disciple.

‘Master, if something happens to me, I hope you will protect Soso, the poor child instead of the poor father…. Please.’

… Dying means nothing.

At this unexpected proposal, the eyes of Dang-oh and Mayang, the elders of the Ilwol Shinkyo who are in charge of this operation, meet. The worry didn’t last long.

[Mayang, it’s been a while, but you’ll know from sticking around, but there’s no chance of winning. Let’s run away.]

[…] Okay.]

Dang-oh and his disciples, who have already decided that there is no chance of winning, quickly prepare to withdraw because it was an offer that he had no reason to refuse to Mayang, who wanted to let him live.

… But one thing before that.

Mayang hardened his face toward the cheeky junior standing behind Miyang Wang, who was glaring at him, and called out his name in a proud voice.

“Sama Mancheon. That name, that face….”

‘Hey- you rotten b*tch, stop harassing cute kids and play with me.’

Just like when I shouted from the top of a high mountain, the part that says ‘Sorrowful b*tch.’- Resonates in my head and doesn’t leave.

Shameless actions and voices are imprinted. Heart warms up

“I definitely remembered those words and actions.”

Although it was expressed in a refined way, in fact, it was a declaration of war that one day he would definitely come and kill him, that he would definitely pay the price for the insult he received today.

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Keying~ Keying~ Keying~!!

(Ching-gu~ Ching-gu~ Let’s play again next time~!!)

The ten swords of the world, Yong-yeon, also bid farewell to Man-cheon following her master.

Anyway, after the greeting, Mayang and the rest of the Ilwolsingyo took the injured and immediately ran away from the Murim lord, spreading light air.

That was the end of the daring Demonic Cult raid that took place in broad daylight.

***

Taguung… Taguung….

When I came to my senses at the sound of mournful crying, I saw Mechakucha, a battered Tagu-chan, sobbing in the dark inner world.

“Hey- Tagu-chan, why are you crying?”

In response to Mancheon’s question, Tagu-chan handed over his cell phone and showed the concept articles that had just been uploaded to the Tagu-chan gallery.

[To be honest, if it’s a water rocket, Tagu-chan, I’ll give it a shot]

[Master’s Memories One Tool]

[You guys gallery is doomed! From now on, Manchester Fudo Myungwang Gallery will rule!!]

[It breaks before even fighting. That is Tagu-chan’s true ability, Yongmun Tagu-chan]

[Ah~ Don’t tell me where to go. Aren’t they going to call me trash?]

[All beggars are martial arts~ What]

[Are you sleeping with an armband? Grand Master Jeon Jin-gyo, Wang Mi-yang Ma Mang Runs in a Micro Bikini]

B [Do not enter. It’s all spoiled mayang.]

I nodded my head lightly as I looked over the cracked rice cake as much as Tagu-chan had shattered.

“Ah… Sokka understood. Okay, from now on, I’ll take down all of Tagu-chan’s lewd comments.”

“Ta, taguut-?!”

Unauthorized to take down a concept article that was created with the passion of the author and people’s interest. Such violence cannot be tolerated.

There’s no way this would be possible with common sense.

That’s why Tagu-chan looked at his partner with surprised eyes, but Man-cheon’s expression was calm itself.

The gaze of the absolute as if it were in another realm.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. Because I am-“

A brilliant orange badge is revealed like the hidden sun.

“Because Tagu-chan Gallery’s slapstick, Sima Man-cheon.”

Open the gallery window as it is and organize the burning galleries in real time.

Judak, a genius who dares to deceive even the sky, and Sama Manchun’s partner, martial artist Tagu-chan, are all ‘blocked’ for 30 days for the crime of obscenity.

I will never let you go even if you cry and roll around.

In particular, you dare to upload a micro-bikini pic of Mayang, the villain of the Demonic Cult, and not a pic of Gwahae, Hwahwa, Soso, or Wangmiyang. It is an act that can never be forgiven.

… But once saved.

Anyway, let’s finish organizing the gallery like this. I realized it naturally.

The fact that I’m having dog dreams again, as usual.

I wake up in a dark room blinking my eyes. I remember.

Suddenly, the Murim Lord appears, and the Demonic Cult runs away. And after a while, I was relieved and passed out as I had exhausted my energy in the Danjeon.

‘… It’s pitiful.’

Get out of bed, put on your outerwear, and go for a walk at night.

As soon as he gets it back, he slowly limps and walks aimlessly, feeling the empty seat of the broken Tagu-chan.

I move forward while thinking about the weakness I felt today.

I’m not particularly heartbroken that I was much weaker than Mayang.

The world is wide and there are plenty of people who are stronger than me. It is a matter of course. But….

Repeatedly opening and closing the empty hand where the cane should have been.

… I feel ashamed of myself for not being able to demonstrate 100% of my abilities.

There is a saying in Moorim to hide one’s level of skill, but I don’t really like that.

In the world of fighting, even if there is a certain level of difference in skill, you can get hooked on the number of hidden secrets of the opponent.

Hide your skills and deal with them. It sounds full.

Well, if you explain it in detail, Moorim is an unreliable guy. It means not to carelessly show the season, but it’s still not my taste.

“Haa….”

I sigh in the air and recall today’s fight, like a Go player reviewing the game he played that day.

To be honest, I feel sorry for the two girls, Cheon Kwon and Ok Hyung, but considering my level, I wasn’t at a time when I struggled while gaining enlightenment.

… However, it was a struggle. It was very brief, but I fainted and even dreamed.

There was a flaw that he couldn’t use the baton because his cane was broken, but that’s no excuse.

Bongbeop is the main martial art in the first place. A situation where the staff was destroyed in the hands of the enemy was not to be allowed.

… But it broke have allowed

My head was full with the thought that I had to buy time, so I acted complacently even though I knew that my opponent was much stronger than me.

I couldn’t open a proper herb and it broke in two.

As a result, an emergency situation occurred in which the small element that jumped in to save me had a gap and was blown away by the enemy’s surprise attack.

He endangered not only himself, but also his comrades.

The more you review today’s fight, the more ‘but’ and ‘if only’.

My regrets increase. Shame increases.

I look up at the moon in the night sky, feeling resentment rising from within.

It reminds me of Gwahae (過海) looking at me with pure, clear eyes like a mirror reminiscent of the blue sea.

He doesn’t show it on the outside, but he escaped from his father’s eyes, who are reluctant to meet Gwahae, and came all the way here.

Parting without being able to see each other’s faces properly, meeting for the first time in 5 years.

It’s just that he doesn’t talk much and doesn’t show his expression, because he’s a smart kid. You will grow unrecognized. Maybe something like me has surpassed it a long time ago.

“… ….”

Would I have grown more than I did when I met Gwahae in the past? If the strengthened gwahae runs rampant like last time, will I be able to calm the gwahae safely?

Am I, whom I met after a long time, still a cool and amazing ‘Mancheon’ to you?

Close and open your eyes and take a deep breath.

Maybe it was because of the night walk, but it seems that I got wet with emotions for some reason.

So, find a branch of the right length and hold it in your hand. Set up your posture and get ready to start eating.

Reflection and worry are necessary for growth, but they shouldn’t be excessive.

Manchun’s tawny brown eyes, which had sunk in the dark, twinkled like stars in the sky. Reminds me of a quote and cheers me up.

‘Frustration is what makes a man.’

If you realize that you are lacking, just learn again.

All you have to do is go beyond your current self.

What I imagine, what I aim for is the coolest me in the world.

He is a genius who deceives even the heavens, Sima Mancheon.

“Whoa… Whoa….”

How much time has passed. Let’s catch our breath after practicing the martial arts we’ve learned so far.

I could feel the presence from behind. To be precise, it showed off its popularity.

“The batting stick method, forward march, and even esoteric martial arts.”

The Murim lord, Jaro, emerges in the moonlight from the shade of a tree cast in a dark shadow.

“Choose the good ones~ Pick~ I learned.”

His stern face and even his eyes sparkle, as if to show his personality, he asks straight-forward questions without any rhetoric.

“Are you a disciple of Palcheok Nogoe?”

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