Baekcheon Sword Master Mo Yong-tae.
In the past, he was a person who fought with Namgung-jin, the current Changcheon Sword King, over the position of Sword King.
Of course, there were not one or two people who were fighting over the position of the Sword King.
It means that it is true that Mo Yong-tae was such a great person.
Although the four generations are now being evaluated as the weakest among the family heads.
It must be because, in addition to the work related to Mo Yong-hee, he is putting more effort into the upper ranks rather than the position of a shaman.
A person who is closer to a father rather than a warrior.
That was the hundred thousand sword master I knew.
It’s fine until here.
They say that Baekcheon Sword Master is concentrating on a different place than the unmanned path.
what does that have to do with me
the problem now.
Why is this human here now? That must be it.
Woo woo woo.
The pressure in the hand of the Baekcheon Sword Master holding my shoulder is getting stronger.
“…”
The eyes of Baekcheon Sword Master, who glanced up, were bloody.
If he had risen to the level of swordsmanship, wouldn’t my throat have been cut right here and now?
‘It’s difficult…’
What should I say about this situation. I’m worried for a while
The answer was already out there.
‘What kind of situation is a f*cked up situation.’
I was wondering if there was a clearer answer than this.
“Go… Lord?”
Mo Yong-hee, who is doing it with surprised eyes in front of him, looks at the Baekcheon Sword Master and says.
Then, Sword Master Baekcheon shifted his gaze from glaring at me to Mo Yong-hee.
That gaze immediately changed.
As soon as Baekcheon Sword Master looked at Mo Yong-hee, he thought in his eyes how many times he had killed me.
The world was changed in an instant with kind and gentle eyes.
“How have you been?”
“How…how do you feel…”
“Is there any pain anywhere?”
Mo Yong-hee is embarrassed to the fullest.
Apart from that, Sword Master Baekcheon was busy looking at Mo Yong-hee’s body.
“Have you eaten? No, if it were you, I told you not to skip meals, so you must have kept it.”
“…”
Kuwook.
Even in this gap, more power goes into the hand.
I’m getting sick of it, but this.
Looking at Baekcheon Sword Master, Mo Yong-hee asks.
“…Ah, there are still seven days and nights until the meeting, so how did you come now?”
“If you don’t even know how your daughter is doing, how can you be a father?”
Baekcheon Sword Master’s words had to feel a different freshness.
A normal father would usually do that, but considering the position of the Baekcheon Sword Master, it was difficult to do that.
Did you realize something from the words of the Baekcheon Sword Master?
Mo Yong-hee asked with her eyes wide open.
“Then are you here alone?”
“The elders and the swordsman will probably be a little late.”
That meant that he had come alone. A nobleman, the head of a family, except for his escorts and servants.
Somehow, the nobleman, the head of the famous family, was very strange.
‘Does it mean that I came after giving up on face?’
He was a great person in many ways.
Mo Yong-hee was the first to be shocked by this, and you can see her eyebrows furrowing.
“What did you do…! There are people’s eyes and Sega’s face…!”
When Mo Yong-Hui-Ah spoke in a somewhat arguing manner, Baekcheon Sword Master replied to Mo Yong-Hui-ah with a strange expression.
“That face is not more important than your children.”
When Baekcheon Sword Master said so casually, Mo Yong-hee hesitated and shut her mouth.
Oh, he’s weak against things like this.
Baekcheon Geomju, who saw Mo Yong-hee, smiled.
“furthermore.”
He looked at me again and said.
“I don’t know what kind of bastard might have captured my precious daughter… but what’s so important about her face?”
“…”
Sweat drips down.
This man clearly noticed. I mean, who am I?
No, it’s more strange that I didn’t notice.
The story we shared before flashes through my mind.
– He has a fiancé, but he flirts with another woman.
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-I heard that he broke off his engagement with his fiancee to meet my daughter.
– Turns out, he has other women besides his daughter.
“…”
When I heard that, I thought there was a crazy person in the world.
that’s me
that was me
‘…This was me.’
The words that Baekcheon Sword Master spat out savagely passed by.
What did you say about breaking your limbs?
It also reminded me of myself who sympathized with me, wishing it would be like that.
‘Hmm…’
I nodded and thought, having remembered that far.
crazy kid this
Did you dig my grave well?
‘Is the memory that comes to mind right now a kaleidoscope?’
Maybe.
Why did the kaleidoscope that didn’t come to mind even when I died in my previous life now come to mind?
“so. Sohyeop I haven’t heard the answer to your question yet.”
“That…”
“What’s the name of Sohyup?”
With eyes that are already convinced. Is the reason for asking one more time for confirmation?
You have a tough personality.
how will we do it. I don’t think I can move on without an answer.
‘…Should I sell a verse leaf?’
The name that immediately came to mind was Gujeolyeop.
It’s a name I always sold out when it came to situations like this. It was the same with Via Namgoong and Dangsoyeol.
It was a good name to use, though.
‘I don’t think anyone would believe that.’
Gradually, the name of Gujeolyeop started to be known.
It has become very difficult to use.
In the end, it must be a situation where you have no choice but to reveal your name.
“…I am.”
I thought about what I would do if I revealed my name and pulled out a real sword.
It wasn’t a lie to stab someone in the back.
It wasn’t about winning or losing. Baekcheon Sword Master, the father of Mo Yong-hee.
It’s a problem that they point their swords at me.
If possible, I didn’t want to fight.
I tried to hold back the sigh that was about to burst out, swallowed once, and opened my mouth.
“Meet the head of the Moyong family… I’m from the Gu family…”
“Dad.”
The moment I was about to say my name. Mo Yong-hee runs up and wraps the arms of Baekcheon Sword Master.
Wait….. why did the title change like that? dad?
“W Don’t do this here…. First, let’s go to the accommodation. Are you very tired?”
“Daughter. I’m sorry, but my father still has something to say to this rotten bastard…”
The Baekcheon Sword Master’s fingertips point to me. I also heard that the word that called me changed from a small fellow to a rotten bastard.
Apparently, this is a really dangerous situation…
“Eeeing!”
…to?
My eyes widen to the size of a lantern at the sound of my nose piercing my ears.
Did you hear me wrong? It must have been from Mo Yong-hee.
As if the voice I just heard wasn’t a lie. Mo Yong-hee spits out words one after another.
“Ai-ing… Dad… Hee-ah, there’s something I want to eat…! Can’t we go now?”
oops.
Paeng Ah-hee, who was watching this place with interest, saw water spouting from her mouth.
Are the goose bumps on my arms and neck? It was obviously creepy.
What is that raspy voice?
‘…’
I can’t think of anything.
It’s surprising that ‘that’ Mo Yong-hee had a voice like that.
I don’t know why the tone is so sloppy.
Are you still looking at the kaleidoscope? Now you have crossed the kaleidoscope and entered the hallucination.
Otherwise, it would be incomprehensible.
Mo Yong-hee twisted her body around and spit out the words.
The atmosphere cools down in an instant.
How can an atmosphere that is about to explode at any moment cool so suddenly?
It was just amazing.
When I glanced at Mo Yong-hee, I saw that her ears were red as if they were about to explode.
Even if you do it yourself, it looks pretty embarrassing.
‘I guess so. I wish I had done that to my father. He would have bitten his tongue and died on the spot.’
There.
I know what Mo Yong-hee had in mind.
No matter how much it was, I thought that a person with the rank of the hundred thousand sword master was not the kind of person who would just get over it just because he acted like that.
“haha. Could it be? If my daughter wants something to eat, then that must come first.”
but it wasn’t
The shrewd man, who wanted to tear me to death right away, went somewhere, leaving only a happy smile on his face.
Mo Yong-hee, who confirmed the reaction, quickly tried to drag the arm of the Baekcheon sword master.
As if he didn’t hate it, Baekcheon Sword Master’s feet moved quietly.
By the time the two of them left the inn with thumping steps.
A voice came into my ear.
– See you later.
“…”
It was the transmission of the Baekcheon Sword Master. I was certain that I would never give up.
Why? I heard his words, ‘Wash your throat and wait.’ It sounded like
must be an illusion
‘…The misunderstanding sucks.’
Could it be an illusion? When I saw it, I saw that Mo Yong-hee did everything she could to save me.
unless it is
‘Ei-ing or a-ing…’
The cold and rational Mo Yong-hee couldn’t have just spit it out.
It was probably with great determination.
What now? Right now, Mo Yong-hee took Baekcheon Sword Master with him.
will definitely come back
Should I really jump out?
‘There’s no way it’ll stand out.’
Where do you mean fried? Right now, I’m in a position where I have to go to a meeting after seven days and nights.
How to do it like that I’m thinking about it.
“…You know, Soyeol.”
I heard the conversation of the party sitting at the table watching.
“huh?”
Dang So-yeol answers Paeng Ah-hee’s words. How shocking was the situation just now?
Dang So-yeol was still in shock.
Looking at Dang So-yeol, Paeng Ah-hee asks with a very serious expression.
“…Later in front of Moyongsojeo…”
“Yeah.”
“If you make fun of me as Yiing Sojeo… will I get scolded?”
“…”
Paeng Ah-hee’s words make the atmosphere chilly once more.
Will you get scolded if I make fun of you…?
‘He will die before me?’
It was clear.
If Paeng Ah-hee did that in front of Mo Yong-hee, he would be ground to powder on the spot.
What’s more, it’s sojourner. The tone is so…
Puff.
At the same time as the sound, my head turns around.
While everyone was barely holding back their laughter, someone broke out.
The strange thing is that when I looked back, everyone’s expressions didn’t change.
Inside, I could see that the other kids were looking at one with strange eyes.
It was Namgoongbia who was turning her head away, pretending not to know that gaze.
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Several days have passed since I faced a storm in the inn.
I’ve been through the night with a high tension for several days.
It was because he thought that an assassin might come.
What kind of assassination do you want?
Looking at Baekcheon Sword Master’s eyes at the time, I thought it would be enough, so I wanted to just in case.
To my horror, it didn’t happen.
After the day Baekcheon Sword Master left the guesthouse with Mo Yong-hee.
He hadn’t been seen for several days.
The same goes for Mo Yong-hee.
Maybe…
‘Is Mo Yong-hee holding it?’
While using that E-ing or A-ing…?
‘If that’s the case, it must be a considerable effort.’
Thinking about it like that makes me nod my head. Mo Yong-hee also felt gratitude that he had never felt before.
I just thought about it.
‘In fact, I wonder if Mo Yong-hee uses that kind of tone at home.’
It’s something I’ve been thinking about lately.
Somehow, the image of Mo Yong-hee, who spit it out naturally, was familiar to my eyes.
It was a delusion that maybe… he might be at home with that tone and voice.
‘It can’t be.’
deleted right away.
I wondered if the proud Mo Yong-hee was like that.
“Is the thought over?”
“…yes.”
As I catch my breath, someone talks to me.
It was a paison. When I was practicing, it often appeared like this.
I don’t know what you normally do.
I was punching in the cave like I always do.
Pazon checked my condition here and there, smiled and asked.
“Is it worth it?”
“no. I will die.”
It’s a bummer to do.
Even today, I almost fainted from the pain more than five times.
Even if I say that, Pazon just smiles as if he likes it.
“…I’m only throwing fists. Is this really okay?”
It is a fundamental question.
I realized long ago how amazing Tua Pa Tian Mu’s deep gong is.
It’s because it’s a ridiculous efficiency to be able to feel the strength even now.
But I still couldn’t figure out why it was called a cave or a dig.
What is your intention?
Pazon looks at me with strange eyes at my question.
“That means you still don’t know what’s great about what you’re doing.”
“yes?”
“Didn’t you tell yourself? It’s painful.”
“That’s just the feeling…”
“If you were an ordinary human being, do you think it would be possible to keep punching through the pain?”
“…”
“I was sure of the first day. You should also become my disciple.”
Except for learning deep air.
It seemed like he was saying that he had been punching the cave since the first day he learned it.
“You mean just that?”
“One day it could be. Two days will be hard, and if you go further than that, your normal mind will not be able to bear it.”
It was understandable.
Deep hole of Tuapa Cheonmu.
Because the pain of the Tua Pavilion was beyond imagination.
Still, as long as he endured the pain, he could become stronger.
it’s like pain
It was better than the sense of helplessness that I couldn’t do anything and the shame I felt because I was mean.
With a face like I still don’t get it right.
Pazon just grinned.
“While I’m worried about your twist, you’re really reassuring as a teacher.”
“I was twisted when I saw people. You’re doing too much…”
“That means I’m looking forward to it. hurry up and finish it Only then will I be able to teach you how to unleash your sword.”
After hearing that, I must have felt a sense of emptiness.
“Is learning by doing this a stretch of the fist?”
“Then it’s hard work for that.”
This is absurd. Even thinking that, I continued to punch.
“Ahaha.”
In the middle of stretching out his fist.
I stop moving and turn my head at Fajon’s call.
“Isn’t it time to go soon?”
“…”
I had to frown at Pazon’s words.
I was pretending not to know because I wanted to pretend I had forgotten.
This is what Pazon pointed out.
“…I have to go.”
In the end, I had to sigh and put on the outerwear that had been thrown in a corner of the cave.
The reason is simple.
Today was the day of the party meeting.
I was half-forced to attend there.
Perhaps the hundred thousand sword master I saw last time will also come.
together.
All the family heads of the four generations, including Baekcheon Sword Master Mo Yong-tae, will attend.
Remembering that, I swallowed my saliva.
No matter how you look at it, it was an expected mess.
I asked while looking at Pazon.
“Are you going too?”
As much as the position of the paezon is a blood relative of the rain.
I wondered if he would go too.
Pajon smiles and tells me.
“why me?”
“…”
It was the most nasty expression in the world.
