Login Murim Episode 1005
Four days.
It is a time that can never be said to be long.
However, if you had been running for four full days, with minimal rest, and sleeping in the saddle, the story would be different.
‘Rest while you can. ‘If not now, I don’t know when I’ll have time again.’
Jin Tae-gyeong left for the leadership meeting with those words, and the remaining Hwaryongak members faithfully carried out each state’s orders.
So now.
They were able to unpack what little luggage they had, take a warm bath, and then sit in front of the freshly prepared delicacies.
Of course, Jeokcheonjiang and Sima Biao were exceptions.
There was no need to explain the reason for the giant of the world called the Fire King, and the title of Small Lord of the Black Dragon Demon Gate was also a position that fully qualified him to be included in the leadership.
“Whoa, I think I’ll finally be able to live a bit.”
Joo Hwaran’s words were nothing short of representative of the feelings of the Hwaryongak members.
Physical fatigue is one thing, but it is mental fatigue that incomparably constricts the body and mind.
What can I do?
It is the fate of the martial arts people to cross the line of death throughout their lives, and the sense of loss and pain caused by war is the fate of those who live in difficult times.
It has always been that way, and it will always be that way.
The good news was that all of the Hwaryongak members present were fully aware of their situation and accepted it.
“What the footnote said is correct. You should rest as much as possible when you have time so that you can prepare for the future. In that sense, let’s eat it quickly.”
Hearing Song Ilseom recommending a meal, Hyukmujin, who was already stuffing his cheeks with food, looked up.
“Nun?”
“Let’s do it at night.”
“It’s just like I said before.”
Song Il-seom, who was looking at Hyuk Mu-jin in silence, answered.
“no. Don’t worry about it and just eat it. Basically, the sicker you are, the hungrier you are.”
1’Ah, duh
Hyuk Moo-jin, who seemed to be bothered by the protruding lump on the top of his head, briefly stroked his head while his flow was broken, then buried his nose in the plate again.
And the next moment, he raised his head again and looked at Song Il-seom.
“Sleep. Why are you talking at night? Suddenly, Gibom Nabne.”
“It’s been like that all along.”
“So the gibom nabneh. “I tell you not to do that again and again.”
“Well, it’s simple. “Because I’m older than you.”
gulp.
Hyuk Moo-jin frowned as he chewed and swallowed what was in his mouth.
“This is a funny guy. “Yes, we are only one or two years older than each other.”
“Isn’t one or two years old?” “That’s true.”
“You probably know well that I have greater experience as a martial artist.”
“That’s also true.”
“He is a senior and an elder. “Then there’s no problem, right?”
The longer the conversation continues, the more unfavorable the situation becomes.
At that moment, a hint of rebuttal appeared in the mind of Hyuk Mu-jin, who was rolling his eyes.
“Do you know our leader’s age?”
Song Ilseom answered in a calm voice. “Roughly.”
“He’s much younger than me.” “so?”
“Uh huh, that’s why! “Why do you speak informally to me when you at least speak informally to the leader?”
“so?”
“······yes?”
“so. “I’m just asking what to do.”
No, if it comes out like this, I have nothing to say.
Hyuk Moo-jin, who had been silently glaring at the ridiculously imposing appearance of Song Il Island, suddenly felt a fire rising from deep within his heart.
When I think about it, how unfair this is.
Let’s just say Jin Tae-kyung’s abuse comes at him every chance he gets, that’s all he can happily accept as his right-hand man and loyal loyalist.
However, Nabulaeng, a ronin who joined along the way, of course, for a Naburaeng, is very famous in the community and, if you know it, is a descendant of a great martial family, but he is treated like this even by Song Ilseom.
‘What about me? Strictly speaking, in terms of ranking, he is the chief of Hwaryonggak! Moreover, the Taewonjin family has now joined the ranks of the five major families!’
Hyuk Moo-jin’s eyes lit up as he looked at Song Il Island. The grilled chicken leg that I had been holding in my hand from earlier trembled like a resonating sword.
“Are you planning on throwing that thing in your hand?”
“Why do you think I can’t do it?”
Hearing Hyuk Mu-jin’s chilling voice, Song Il-seom nodded without hesitation. “of course.”
“you’re right. “You are correct.”
“Just take care of the rest… what now?”
“If you throw away food, you will be punished, and my parents told me to always get along well with the people around me.”
“why. I have something to say? Then do it as quickly as possible because you’re hungry. “Before the precious food gets cold.”
Should I call this proud or servile?
Or both?
‘What is this guy?’
How can you express your humility so proudly?
Song Il-seom, who was staring at Hyuk Mu-jin with cold eyes, opened his mouth.
“······no. “You have good parents.” “You are simple people. Thank you for the compliment.”
Hyuk Mu-jin, who answered as if he had been waiting, began to sweep up the food in front of him with fierce force again, and Song Il-seom sighed inwardly.
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‘This guy and that guy, they’re all crazy.’
No matter how much I told you to rest comfortably, who would look at me and think that I was about to go into battle?
I wouldn’t know if it was a beggar who came to take down the guest’s cup.
‘No, there is no fear at all?’
He was so crazy that he rolled around on the floor, which was everywhere, but there was something strange about them, who had been together for about a year, from start to finish.
for example······.
‘True madness.’
The intensity is different from the crazy people I’ve encountered so far.
And even Hyukmu Jin, who was already a pretty crazy guy, was only average when looking at the Hwaryonggak as a whole.
First of all, the Fire King Jeokcheongang.
No need to say anything. The proof is that just thinking about it makes Songilseom suffocate.
If there was one thing that Song Il-seom realized while watching Jeokcheongang from the side, it was that the law of the fittest still dominates this world.
‘If not, I would have died several times already.’
Why do you think so? Simple.
Jeokcheongang beat up anyone he didn’t like equally, regardless of who they were.
Clan affiliation, orientation, age, and gender did not matter.
If the opponent was a true person, he would cut the opponent’s chest with the tip of his tongue, which was sharper than a famous sword. If the opponent was a black swordsman or a black sword, he would immediately strike with his fist. He once said such a thing about a demon.
‘I’m only saying this now, but in fact, Nobu’s long-standing wish is to educate all demons in the world to be good.’
Then Jin Tae-gyeong asked on behalf of everyone if he had become senile, and Jeokcheon-gang, who had thoroughly beaten his student, confidently added,
‘Of course, the only good demon is a dead demon.’
Jeokcheongang was that kind of person.
How could it be that his only disciple would say this about his teacher?
‘I thought about it seriously, and that nobleman was a god for helping the political faction during the Great War. Thanks to this, you can legally mess around while listening to the king. Isn’t that right, everyone?’
Jin Tae-kyung probably doesn’t know.
While everyone agreed with those words, the moment Do and Jin Tae-kyung turned around, they exchanged glances with similar meanings toward each other.
‘losing.’
‘That kind of sound comes out of that mouth.’ ‘Captain, perhaps you don’t know the word conscience?’
‘I’m sorry, Prince Jin. Anyway, I don’t think this is right… ‘Taesan, I’m hungry.’
Although no one could say it out loud, everyone knew that if there was one crazy person who could jump over Jeokcheon River, it was Jin Tae-kyung.
‘That guy is truly crazy, in many ways.’
His martial arts skills were crazy, and his temperament was also crazy. Jin Tae-kyung sometimes pretended to be normal, no matter what wind was blowing, but once his mind was upset, he showed himself to be able to surpass even his teacher, Jeok Cheon-gang.
‘In that sense, that guy is actually more evil.’
If he were to fight one of Jeokcheongang and Jin Tae-kyung, Song Il-seom would choose the former without hesitation.
Because you think the teacher’s martial arts skills are no longer as good as that of the student?
Wrong.
Even if you get all kinds of double insults to the point where you’re worried about getting hit by a coin, even if your eight basic energy systems are crushed by the Immortal Flame Divine Fist, Jeokcheon River is better.
Because he is the king of fire.
He is a giant that no one in the world knows about, and he is an old monster that has lived for a long time.
But what about Jin Tae-kyung?
‘I don’t even want to think about it.’
Just thinking about it made Song Ilseom feel sick.
Let alone the powerful inaction that is now so far out of reach, the skill of seolgong (活功), which is said to have clearly surpassed that of the teacher, is a nightmare itself.
The only consolation was that that fearsome tongue always showed its true power only against its enemies.
Of course, other than that, Song Il-seom, along with Sima Pyo and Joo Hwaran, was one of the people who were least sought after.
Even if something worth complaining about happened, Jin Tae-kyung would say a short word and turn away.
‘Dog labor struggle.’
Song Il-seom didn’t know exactly what those three letters meant, but he could guess that they did not have a good meaning.
‘To me, it’s a dogfight. I told Sima Piao that he was a ten old man. But I didn’t say anything to Zhou Xiaoje.’
Then what is it? It’s obvious.
There was a time when Song Ilseom seriously thought about the exact meaning of that expression, but at some point he stopped caring.
It wasn’t.
Because you got used to it?
well. Rather…
“eww “
With a silent voice, Song Ilseom woke up from his deep thoughts.
And the moment I finally became aware of the surrounding situation, something big happened.
I realized that
“What on earth is going on?”
It is not a question asked to a specific person, but a self-talk that is close to astonishment.
Towards Song Il-seom, who was frozen with his eyes wide open, Joo Hwaran and Hyuk Moo-jin with serious faces opened their mouths one after another.
“We don’t know either. “How did this happen?”
“Be bold! My heart is also cancerous!,’
Joo Hwa-ran’s answer was full of worry, and Hyuk Mu-jin’s answer was full of food.
Toad!
If it had been Song Ilseom normally, he would have avoided the barrage of food scraps with his agile movements, but it was impossible this time.
Clap!
An unpleasant feeling on the skin.
However, contrary to the concerns of Hyuk Mu-jin, who was frozen by what he had done, Song Il-seom did not take any action.
However, I was so shocked as if I had encountered a living dragon that I could not take my eyes off one person.
The sight of Taesan, with his shoulders slumped and not moving, even with all the delicious delicacies in front of him.
“Am I looking at something wrong now?”
It was the moment when a word full of disbelief flowed from between someone’s lips.
“You are looking at it correctly. “I just want you to be quiet for now.” A quiet voice.
Namho, who had been immersed in some thought and motionless from the beginning until now, twitched the tip of his nose.
It was as if he was trying to follow a scent that remained in his memory from a day not that long ago.