Jeokcheongang, whose eyes were the size of a fire lantern, spattered his saliva as he spoke.
“So you’re saying that the guy coming up is a pure human being?”
“Surprisingly, it is natural.”
“Huh, this is something you have to live a long life for and see.
Moojin Hyuk, who had returned from sending the emergency patient down, replied by rubbing the palm of his hand, which was stained with Ilyangno’s blood, on the hem of his trousers.
“Hey, it’s a great enemy after all. You see Sama’s affair at once.”
“Samaoedo?”
Yes, the Somonju of the Black Dragon Demon Gate and its attendants.”
I couldn’t hear it well because it was covered by the loud noise, but from the beginning, there were not one but two people.
And finally, the two appeared through the door that had been blown open by the intrusion of the Jeokcheon River.
“Morim Malhak Sama Pyo meets Jeokcheongang Daehyeop, the King of Fire.”
A tall man with a handsome face. As soon as you face him, your mouth grieves like you’ve chewed sand.
It’s because of the three letters that suddenly pass through my head.
‘The betrothed.’
Whether he knew what I was thinking or not, Sama-pyo, who had taken a shot at the Jeokcheon River, hit a chunk that was standing beside him.
“What are you doing? Hurry up and say hello.”
Taesan, a hogaa whose nickname and name matched perfectly, bowed his head.
“nice to meet. Taesan saw the King of Fire.”
It’s a new personnel law.
Looking at Jeokcheongang’s expression, it is clear that he wants to show the king of Yeomra, not the King of Fire.
As if sensing that, Sama Pyo quickly added an additional explanation.
“Enemy Daehyeop must have guessed, but this is the best because I don’t have enough power.”
“… … Then there’s nothing you can do about it.”
Jeokcheongang muttered with a confused face.
“I will see all the weirdos. Yes, the old man saw you too.”
“lol.”
Taesan smiled innocently and immediately fired a double stick.
“Hwawang. strong. Taesan. strong is good nice to meet.”
“Oh, come. Nice to meet you too.”
“By the way, Taesan is hungry.”
“What, what?”
“I want to eat that. Thank you, King of Fire, for allowing me.”
Eyes full of appetite were looking over our shoulders before we knew it.
Realizing the presence of refreshments on the table, Jeokcheongang nodded awkwardly.
“That, yes.” “Wow! Refreshments! Taesan, let’s eat well!” Boom! Kwajik!
The owner of the inn will shed bloody tears.
A huge body that can’t be seen by ordinary people, smashes the remains of the door left and charges.
Jeokcheongang muttered as he stared blankly at Taesan sweeping away everything on the table as if he had waited.
“Has the old lady lived too long?”
Even if it is the Jeokcheongang, it seems that you can’t help but be embarrassed.
Well, it was only natural that he had only dealt with people who were squeamish when facing only the two words, King of Fire, until now.
Perhaps it is the appearance of a strong enemy that appears for the first time except for the blue wind.
‘Well, aside from that.’ Scratching the back of my head, I stretched my sama mark up and down.
“so. What’s going on here?”
“I have an important business. If you don’t mind, I’d like to go inside and talk.”
“No, it’s because I’m not very good.”
Sama Pyo shrugged.
“I asked out of etiquette, but it’s not normal after all. Did you have any ill feelings toward Sama Oedo?”
“Rather than bad feelings…”
Shit. When it comes to this, I have nothing to say.
I’ve only met him once, but the first impression wasn’t too bad, and I’m not a die-hard who shouts out sama and outlaws and sectarian jjangjjangman whenever I have a chance.
And it was not much different in Jeokcheongang.
“What are you doing standing there? Are you mad?”
There is no particular reason for refusal since they say that to Jeokcheongang. After thinking about it, I nodded towards Sama Pyo.
“Damn it, come in.”
“Thank you. Thank you, great enemy.”
Jeokcheongang nodded at the sight of Samapyo entering the room with a polite greeting.
“The young guy is quite cheap. Or did you inherit the sinister bloodline?”
Sama-pyo, who paused for a moment, smiled.
“Probably the latter. You remember my father, by the way.” “I forgot about it until I saw your face. Dark Night King (黑夜王), you’ve completely removed his childhood image.” Dark Night King Sima Gong.
He is Sima Pyo’s father, and he is a prominent figure who created the current Black Dragon Mamun.
It’s easy to think of him as one of the Ten Kings just by looking at his nickname. According to the information I learned through the gunggibang, there was no connection with the Ten Kings.
‘Like the Green Forest Lord, the Green Forest Demon King, and the Dragon Peak King Pyo.’
They were also transcendent masters with incomparable martial arts, but it was too much to be recognized as a part of the legend of the Ten Kings.
It was said that Sama Gong, the Black Night King, who is one of the best masters in Sapa and the master of the Black Dragon Demon Clan, also received such a nickname in the same context.
“by the way… … ”
Jeokcheongang, who was staring at Samapyo, suddenly frowned.
“I didn’t know that the Dark Night King had such a young son.”
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“I have seven older brothers and nine older sisters. I am the youngest.”
“Huh, if the king of energy heard it, he would cry. Then you guys spread rumors.”
Sama Pyo’s eyes widened slightly.
“Yes, but how… isn’t that obvious?” Jeokcheongang, who snorted, continued.
“Dark Night King, with his personality, he can do that. If his qualifications are supported, other children will not care even if he dies.” “It doesn’t look like he’s changed much from what I remember. He was a guy who couldn’t understand his true intentions. He was cunning like a fox and cunning like a poisonous snake.” Look at the class where you put a pad lip on your face, your chest becomes magnificent.
There is an inner meaning of acknowledging the qualities of Sama Pyo, but in the end, a pad lip is a pad lip. I abruptly opened my mouth before the filial son, who was angry with his father, started working.
“So, what happened?”
“… … hmm. well.”
Sama-pyo, who was making an incomprehensible expression on her face, took something out of her arms and held it.
Paper that is treated quite expensive in Moorim. And the phrase written at the top of the paper catches the eye at once.
★I, who was an unknown minor, became a Moorim hero at Leeryonggak?! ★ I rubbed my chin while staring down at the paper on the table.
“It’s quite familiar.”
Sama Pyo laughed.
“It has to be familiar.”
“I don’t know who thought it, but he’s a genius.”
“It’s also unconventional.”
Took Sama Pyo’s long fingers touched a piece of paper.
Recruitment requirements (募集要件) scrawled in bad handwriting by Hyuk Moo-jin.
Of the many items that existed right below it, the finger was pointing at exactly one place.
# The soft voice continued regardless of gender or family origin.
“I especially liked this part.”
“so?”
“I will support you. At Yiryonggak.”
I was guessing in my heart, but hearing it directly like this makes me feel complicated.
After thinking for a while, I ate my appetite.
“The reason is?”
“I felt the moment I heard the song. It’s just what I wanted.”
Yeah bullshit.”
It’s not even a funny story.
The lyrics of the song about the beginning of the era of success, the increasing number of clans, and the fact that life will change do not apply to Sama-pyo.
The Black Dragon Demon Gate is a faction with the power within three fingers even in Sapa Murim.
Even if Sama-pyo wasn’t a small fortune teller, since he was born with the lineage of the King of Dark Nights, a certain level of wealth and fame was guaranteed.
‘A guy like that asks to come into Leeryonggak?’ No matter how many political factionists protest with pickets, Sama-pyo is a guy who can occupy a place in the Murim Maeng.
I stared at Sama Pyo with my arms crossed.
“If it’s a joke, it’s not funny.”
“Good thing. It’s all serious.”
“Stop the bullshit, what’s the real reason?”
“It wasn’t written in the room that you had to give a reason.”
“Go. You won’t go far.”
Sama Pyo shrugged his shoulders as if he couldn’t help it.
“I was wondering if I could get rid of the label of Sama Oedo if I entered Yiryonggak.” “I don’t think you really want to take it off.” “Does it really look like that?” “It’s true that I can’t believe it.” “Then I can’t help it. Then I’ll tell you frankly.” “Take it out. If you don’t want the dog to be robbed.” Sama-pyo, who smiled, suddenly hardened his face.
A low voice pierced my ears, leaking through smooth lips. “I intend to use you for my sake.
Depending on the time, it will be a useful hand in some way.” For a moment, there was a heavy silence.
Taesan, who had been chewing his food nonstop, also stopped moving, and Hyukmujin looked at Samapyo and me with eyes widened to the size of a lantern.
And then there was a voice that broke the silence.
“He’s an interesting guy. Draw it.” The owner of the voice was Jeokcheongang.
He was staring at Sama Pyo with an expression that I couldn’t tell if he was laughing or angry, and then he suddenly asked me a question.
“What do you think?” After thinking for a moment, I slowly parted my lips.
“It’s very intense. It doesn’t seem like he’s been interviewed once or twice.” “Will you take it?” “well.” Black Dragon’s Sima Pyo. It’s hard to judge how much of what he said was a joke and how much of it was sincere.
But one thing was certain.
‘He’s an interesting guy.’ Tuk-tuk.
In the silence, only knocking on the table echoes.
After organizing my thoughts for a short time, I stared straight at Sama Pyo.
“First of all, let’s make one thing clear.” “As much as you like.” “If you talk nonsense… Sama Pyo answered before I could finish my words.
“Immediate disposition. Yeah, keep that in mind.”
“her. You are cool.”
“It’s only natural. Is it over now?”
“You haven’t passed yet. That’s what comes to mind first. First of all, leave for today.”
“Don’t let that happen.”
What the hell is this guy’s purpose?
In my growing curiosity, as I looked at Sama-pyo and Tae-san, who were about to leave, I realized an important fact that I had forgotten.
“And one more.” “You pay for that guy’s food.” I”??