Episode 33. Worst but not the best (1)
Except for training time, Xu Liang, who locked himself in his residence and reviewed the documents, was able to memorize everything only after three days.
“Gongja. Would you like to eat?”
“It’s good.”
After a while, Aenghwa laid out today’s dinner.
Seo Liang, who had been using chopsticks with his eyes fixed on the documents to check, suddenly looked at the dishes.
“There are a lot of plain foods.”
“Yes, the food ingredients are also focused on those with weak fragrances.”
Seo Liang smiled.
“You’re a person who remembers the little things well.”
“yes?”
“no. Let’s eat quickly.”
“ah… … yes.”
Aenghwa hesitated as if it was still awkward to be sick.
“yes!”
“… … .”
“yes!”
“… … .”
No matter how many times he called out, Xu Liang did not respond, so the little fox sat on the floor and wheezed. The twitching of her nose and the twitching of her paws seemed quite annoyed.
Aenghwa, who had been quietly watching, picked up some pieces of boiled meat and sat down.
“Fox, fox. Would you like some of this?”
The little fox glanced at the cherry blossoms and made a noise that sounded like a snort. Aenghwa’s face became tearful.
After checking the documents several times, Xu Liang raised his chopsticks again.
‘it’s okay. I definitely memorized it.’
Iji became clear as it evaporated all the takgi that dwelled in the upper chamber. Although it is not to the extent that Byeok Chang-ho suddenly becomes a genius, his judgment and memory have greatly improved.
It is surprising that the amount of documents is so vast that it would have taken three days even with such a brain.
‘hmm?’
After a few sips, he lowered his head to the side.
A young fox screaming with her head turned, and a girl with a teary face serving meat with trembling hands.
“What are you guys doing?”
“Ah, Gongja-nim.”
Xiliang lifted the fox cub with one hand. The little fox did not resist and came up with meekly.
“Are you not hungry? Eat some of this.”
The little fox instinctively snapped at the boiled meat that had not been seasoned.
flinch!
The little fox secretly looked up at Xiliang.
Seo Liang smiled.
The little fox looked at him with a look of resentment, but did not stop his mouth. He must have been very hungry as he chewed hard with a screeching noise.
After the meal, Xu Liang stroked the bridge of the fox’s nose. The fox, exhausted from satiety, lay down on his back and let out a pleasant sound.
“Anyway, I can’t keep doing this guy and that guy. I wish I could give it a name.”
Xu Liang asked Ainghua.
“What should I name him?”
“yes?!”
“… … What are you so surprised about?”
“Eh, even if I dare to express my opinion… … Are you all right?”
“What else won’t be okay?”
Embarrassed Aenghwa stuttered.
“Yeah, but you’re so cute… … no, cute… … .”
“done. I’ll just build it.”
Aenghwa bowed her head.
Xu Liang touched the little fox’s ear. If you’re fiddling with its large ears, almost the size of your face, you’ll feel strangely relaxed.
“How about Gei-ho?”
sniff!
The little fox snorted. It was difficult to determine whether it was timely or an expression of disapproval.
“no? Then what about the Great Tailed Fox? Your tail is big.”
Aenghwa made a face that seemed to be collapsing.
Still, it was clear that he could not bear to speak because he was Confucius.
He scratched his head as if he was confused.
“Is it like that? then… … hmm… … .”
Suddenly he looked into the fox cub’s eyes and nose.
It’s very cute, but it’s very classy. Although the ears and tail are oversized.
“Because it’s a golden fox, just be a golden fox.”
Aenghwa was on the verge of fainting.
No, why do you put the word fox in the name of a fox? Isn’t it too foxy even if it’s a fox?!
Her name is Kumho because she is a golden fox, and Aenghwa felt a chill run down her spine at the naming sense of Confucius.
But even more surprising was the fox’s reaction.
“yes!”
He roared loudly, then jumped up and rubbed his body against Xu Liang’s hands. Anyone could see that it was a gesture of joy.
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Aenghwa’s pupils bulged like the eyes of a rotten fish.
Are you really not listening? It’s not because you’re happy, is it?
Seo Liang smiled warmly.
“Is it that good, Inseok-ah?”
“yes!”
Aenghwa sat down as it was.
Xi Liang put Kumho on his shoulder and walked to the window. The scenery outside the window still looked like a painting.
Sasasasasasak.
The wind blew the leaves.
Even Seo-ryang’s relaxed face showed seriousness.
‘Even if only half of the information in the document is true, it’s exciting.’
There is no need to worry about organizing the organization. You just have to memorize what organizations are doing and where they are.
But character relationships are a different story.
‘I thought he was a subordinate of A (甲), but he was under orders from Mu (戊), and I thought he was friends with Byeong (丙), but he’s sharpening his sword with B (乙) behind the scenes… … They live very complicated lives.’
Probably any organization is similar. However, there were many corners that were difficult to memorize and understand because the group called Cheonma Shinkyo was so large.
‘I have to crawl into this tangled web.’
In order to advance to the open sea without a fishing boat, you must rather enter the net.
I struggled with this absurd reality several times, but there was no other solution. If I tear the net, the fisherman will hit me to death, so I had to catch the strands in the direction that let me go.
Seo Liang took a deep breath.
‘Anyway, there’s one thing I want in the end. It’s just jumping in for that one result. Let’s not complicate things.’
Ugh.
A translucent demon rose in the hand holding the window frame. He was nervous at the thought of finally going into the real version.
Squeak.
Geum-ho, a little fox, sat down on the window sill on his arm and looked up at Seo-ryang.
Tsutsutsu.
The clear eyes of the beast, beyond those pure pupils, a radiance of five colors shimmered that was barely visible.
Whiing.
The wind coming into the room through the window became stronger.
Paralac.
Xiliang’s clothes fluttered, and the golden tiger’s fur fluttered beautifully.
Little by little, but surely, the demonic energy of the West Liang. At the same time, Kumho’s eyes gradually deepened.
Hard.
“huh?”
Aenghwa sat down and looked up at the table.
The table was gently vibrating. The dishes placed on top of it also trembled little by little and made strange noises.
‘What is this?’
Could it be an earthquake?
At that time, the demonic energy in Xi Liang’s body disappeared. At the same time as Magi disappeared, the shaking table stopped and the wind calmed down.
Xu Liang stroked Kumho’s head.
“What, what can I do? I’ve had enough worries, so I need to move. is not it?”
“yes!”
Kumho quickly climbed onto his shoulder.
Seo Liang, who quickly cleared his mind, walked out the door wearing a sword on his side.
“Let’s see, it takes a little time to prepare this and that… … It’s Aenghwa. I might not come in today, so have dinner first.”
“oh! All right.”
“and… … .”
Xu Liang glanced at the cherry blossoms.
Cherry blossoms that were politely planted. Although his internal skills were steadily developed, he was unable to properly learn martial arts.
“No, let’s talk about this later.”
“yes.”
“Goes. Don’t starve and eat.”
“Come on, Gongja-nim!”
* * *
Ma Dong-pil was a simple and diligent person by nature.
He said he wasn’t the type to spend the whole day lounging in bed just because he was on vacation, or taking this opportunity to explore food, or snooping around his co-workers’ quarters just because he was bored.
However, he did not ignore the vacation and jump into his main job. I don’t know if I need someone’s help, because I didn’t want to harm the efficiency of my work with pointless distractions.
In the end, what he chose was martial arts.
Aaaaaaagh!
Powerful power was loaded into the longsword that cut through the air.
Even after swinging the sword for half a day, the anticipation of swordsmanship did not die. No, rather, it was spraying a more delicate and thick sword.
‘good night.’
I practiced for half a day, generously using my energy. It is normal to be tired no matter how hard you are at your peak.
But I was just brisk. The stamina trained in Gojokrim did not know that it would run out, and the time to build up the inner energy was much faster than before.
Crucially, the quality of magic has improved. Even with a small amount of magic, the sword’s anticipation and destructive power made the ship stronger than before.
‘Now I understand.’
How could the masters of the ascension, who had no significant difference in their strength, fight without getting tired?
This is because the quality of internal air is different and the delicacy of operation is different. Aside from the overall understanding of martial arts, the way they handle qi is unique.
‘But it doesn’t end there.’
As he swung his sword excitedly, Ma Dong-pil remembered a person.
The one person who gave me the biggest surprise after joining the school.
‘Confucius’ martial arts were different.’
I wasn’t talking about the type or the level.
What he thought was different was in Xi Liang’s own perspective on martial arts.
‘You seemed to have a lot of experience. But it’s unconventional.’
As experience accumulates, creativity is lost. It’s because you become proficient enough that you don’t need to be unconventional.
Seo Liang was not like that. Although he seemed to have enough experience to be called Roh Kang-ho, he sometimes showed unconventional martial arts to the point of admiration.
‘Maybe that’s the decisive reason why Confucius was able to become strong so quickly.’
The change of thinking is fast and there is no stereotype. Naturally, the number of cases of combining groups increases, and if you get used to it, your thoughts will deepen and your judgment and quickness will increase.
‘If only that could happen… … .’
Whoops!
As he carefully swung his sword, a round hole was pierced in a rock far away.
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes twinkled.
‘It got deeper!’
Then, applause was heard from afar.
“Awesome!”
Ma Dong-pil, startled, turned his head.
when was it there The leader, Ki-yang, stood there with a surprised face.
“It was great swordsmanship. I knew you were strong, but I didn’t know you were this strong.”
“Ah, this captain.”
Ma Dong-pil hurriedly took the lead sword.
Giyang, who was looking at the rock with an expression full of admiration, cleared his throat.
“I’m sorry. I made a mistake because I was swinging the original body excitedly.”
“no. I was just about to finish it anyway.”
“haha.”
Ki-yang, who had walked to the rock and looked at the sword marks, stuck out his tongue.
“It’s the one-pointed red of the Goma Sword. Drilling through a rock three feet deep with a basic ball in the circle. Even from this far away.”
“It is still not enough.”
“It’s definitely not polished. The inner surface of the hole is rather rough. But do you know that there are numerous warriors who have not even reached that level in their lifetime?”
“… … .”
“To confess, I’m not sure if I can leave a mark this deep on this street.”
Ma Dong-pil lowered his head.
“It’s just embarrassing.”
“It was dangerous, but it seems like you’ve grown a lot while escorting the Three Princes.”
“He is the one who gave me a great realization.”
Giyang, who nodded, said sorry.
“By the way, I had something to tell you, but I forgot while watching the training.”
“yes?”
“Sam Gongja stopped by Ho Court.”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes widened.
“What happened, Gongja-nim… … ?”
“I have something to tell you. I don’t know if it’s too late.”
“A message?”
“Eh, so… … .”
Kiyang said stutteringly.
“I remember the first time I met Nokchok, so he asked me to tell him.”
Ma Dong-pil tilted his head.
Of course he remembered that time. But is that simply the word?
“And you said you were going to a dinner party at the Kwangmadae (狂魔隊) today.”
“… … !”
“You also said to come if you are interested, but I don’t know what this means… … .”
“Sorry, captain!”
Ma Dong-pil, who interrupted Ki-yang’s words, moved quickly.
A look of urgency appeared on his face as he left the courthouse without washing.
‘Confucius!’
Surely not? Aren’t you trying to make an accident as radically as you did back then?
Xu Liang’s mouth, floating in the corner of his head, moved slowly.
Why not?
Paaang!
Ma Dong-pil’s running speed has changed into a speedy new method.
