Episode 294 Why Didn’t You Buy My Doll?
Geum Woo-jin raised his head and looked at Deok-chul, then checked the address written on the paper.
“This is my house.”
“Ah, I came to the right place.”
Deokchul smiled and sat down in front of him. He was the first civilian to meet Cheonma alone, but he had no idea how great this moment would be.
“Is your son a swordsman?”
From now on, Deokchul’s mission was this: He had to coax and persuade the child with nice words to confirm that he was the child’s parent and get him to sign a pledge.
“My son borrowed money, so I need you to be my guarantor.”
For a moment, silence flowed through the tavern. Cho Chun-bae, the guests on the first floor, and the guards hiding around were all together in this amazing historical moment.
The next moment, Geum Woo-jin laughed loudly.
Cho Chun-bae, who was downstairs, was surprised. It was the first time he had seen the leader smile.
Even the hidden signalman, Hwido, had seen Cheonma smiling so happily for the first time in a long time.
Geum Woo-jin said with a smile still on his face.
“I’ve never had a child who would stand surety for his father’s debts.”
As if he had expected such a reaction, Deokchul got up from his seat and quietly sat down next to Geomwoojin.
Jo Chun-bae, who was watching, clenched his fist in surprise. The other guests’ hearts were also pounding at the thought of what would happen next.
Please don’t let the severed neck roll down to the first floor!
Everyone knew, but he himself didn’t know how dangerous a situation he was in.
Deokchul comforted Geomwoojin by pouring him a drink.
“Everyone says that. But what can I do? He’s like an enemy, but I still have to pay him back.”
The only good thing is that he didn’t pat Geum Woo-jin on the shoulder.
Don’t touch the body!
Jo Chun-bae wished earnestly.
“I’ll be honest with you. If your son can’t pay you back, people will come after you. People who collect money are scary, so you have to be careful.”
Geum Woo-jin seemed to be enjoying this situation, which he was experiencing for the first time since he was born.
“You don’t have to worry about me.”
“Then, please read this first. Read it slowly and then sign.”
After placing the documents down in front of Geumwoojin, Deokchul stood up as if to give him some time to read them.
“uh?”
His eyes caught sight of the writings on the wall. It was a wall where the demons had left their writings and signatures.
“A lot of famous people have been here.”
From the time the Poison King left, there were traces of the Golden Great Rama Gong left by Ma-Bul, and the inscription on the Bloody Heavenly Horse next to it.
Blood stream, go have a drink with your disciple.
“Ohhh! You left the blood claws behind!”
He looked down at the blood clot doll on his waist. He felt a sense of intimacy as if someone he knew had left the message, since he had seen the face in person and even bought the doll.
Then a signature caught his eye. A handwriting more powerful than anything else in the place.
Cheonma, Geomwoojin.
Deokchul jumped in surprise.
“Oh! The Demon Lord has been here too. Whoa! Did you see this?”
Deokchul looked around.
The people on the first floor were looking at him with anxious eyes. When had he ever been the center of attention like this? Deokchul felt trembling and happy for no reason.
“I guess the host here is good at cooking.”
After saying it loudly below, he added so that only Geumwoojin could hear.
“Right. Aren’t the original good restaurants located in shabby houses like this?”
Then he spoke loudly again to Cho Chun-bae on the first floor.
“The house that the Demon Lord visited! You could change the name of this tavern to the tavern that the Heavenly Demon visited. If I were you, I’d change it right away!”
Jo Chun-bae shook his head with an expression that said, “Please stop!”
Then, Deokchul was startled and looked back at the wall where the writing was written.
“Huh? Now that I think about it, the Demon Lord’s name is also Geumwoojin.”
Deokchul looked at Geomwoojin once, then looked at the wall again.
Not only Cho Chun-bae, but also the people on the first floor were looking forward to it.
You finally know who you’re dealing with! Hurry up and admit you were wrong!
It seemed like Deokchul was staring at Geumwoojin.
“It must be uncomfortable because your name is the same as the leader of the Demonic Cult.”
A silent sigh that spreads like waves from the ground floor.
Deokchul had no idea that the person in front of him was a thousand miles away.
“Now, please sign. You have to do it anyway. What parent would want their child to win?”
“There is no such son.”
“If you don’t do it, your son will be taken away by scary people.”
“Then you have to be scarier than those people written on the wall.”
Of course, Deokchul took it as a joke. The scariest people in the world are all there, and you can only see scarier people when you’re dead.
“I understand. Right. Even if I raise my children, they all think I raised them alone. Okay, hold this pen. Just sign here. If I have children and go through the same thing, I can see how my parents must have felt. Don’t worry about it, just write your name.”
Then, Geum Woo-jin pretended not to be able to win and signed the document.
“Well done, this is all for my son.”
Deokchul, who was looking down at the documents, was startled again.
Cho Chun-bae and the guests on the first floor looked forward again.
Yeah, compare it to the writing on the wall! Turn your head! Please!
Did everyone’s wish come true? Deokchul slowly turned around and looked at the wall.
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He opened his eyes wide. It seemed as if he had finally figured out the existence of Cheonma.
“Not only are the names the same, but the handwriting is also the same! Wow, that’s amazing!”
The words ‘Oh my’ came out of Jo Chun-bae’s mouth without his knowledge. The customer sitting next to him lost all strength in his hands and dropped the chopsticks he was holding, and the customer sitting next to him sighed, covering his head, and spilled his drink.
“Surely not, even our faces don’t look alike?”
The very fact that he would meet Cheonma in a place like this did not even cross Deokchul’s mind.
“Be careful. If you keep doing this, you could easily be mistaken for impersonating Cheonma.”
Just then someone entered the tavern.
Everyone on the first floor held their breath at his appearance.
A man with brisk strides came up to this floor.
Deokchul, who had been looking at them absentmindedly, nodded happily at the other person. Thinking that he knew the person, he did it absentmindedly, but then he was startled and let out a scream. He knew the person. The person who had come up was none other than Kwonma.
Kwon-ma remembered seeing Deok-chul under the wall of the main building earlier. That was why Kwon-ma’s eyes were like this.
Why do you keep catching my eye?
Jo Chun-bae and the guests who were watching were once again gripped by tension. Now the danger had doubled.
Kwon Ma greeted Geum Woo Jin politely.
“I came to see you because I heard you were here. I just got back.”
“Did you have a nice trip?”
“Yes, Master.”
At the word ‘cult leader,’ Deok-chul blurted it out without realizing it.
“He is not the leader, but someone who resembles him!”
Again a sigh erupted from the first floor.
Geum Woo-jin laughed, and Kwon Ma made a dumbfounded expression.
‘Why on earth?’
Deokchul’s expression, which had been blinking at the reactions of those around him, gradually changed. Thinking about it, there was no way that Kwonma, who didn’t even recognize the leader, would come to someone who looked like him and call him the leader, right?
The reaction of people who look alike is the same. Did you have a good trip?
Why do you say that? Why? Because it’s not a look-alike, it’s the real thing.
By the time Deokchul’s thoughts had progressed to that point, his face had already turned pale. He let out a soft groan and his whole body trembled like an aspen tree.
Kwon Ma asked Geum Woo Jin.
“Who is the author?”
“He came to me saying he had to stand as guarantor for his son’s debt.”
Kwon-ma looked at Deok-chul with a bewildered expression.
“No! Absolutely not! There was a mistake. I was wrong! Please save me!”
He fell flat on his face. At this moment, when it was revealed that his opponent was a real Heavenly Demon, he achieved a new record of seeing four Amazons and a Heavenly Demon in one day.
At that moment, Geum Woo-jin suddenly asked.
“Why didn’t you buy my doll?”
The question was why he didn’t buy the Cheonmahon doll since there was no original cult doll. It was truly the greatest ordeal that Deokchul had experienced today. Jo Chun-bae and the guests on the first floor became tense again.
Even Kwon Ma got involved.
“Where’s my doll?”
Deokchul looked down at the blood claw and the demon doll stuck to his waist. This large sword and its golden glow were very eye-catching.
‘Ah! In conclusion, I should have bought the Cheonmahon doll and the Kwonma doll today!’
Am I going to die because of a momentary choice? I won’t forget Goatbeard even after I die.
Deokchul didn’t know what to say. He finally spoke in a relieved tone.
“I couldn’t buy either of those dolls because they were too scary.”
His choice to answer honestly was excellent. Geum Woo-jin laughed, and Kwon Ma also laughed along. The reward for making Cheon Ma laugh so loudly after a long time was something he had never imagined.
Geum Woo-jin took out a piece of paper from his bosom and threw it. It slowly flew through the air and landed in Deok-chul’s hands.
To my surprise, it was a thousand-nyang note.
“On the way, buy one for me and one for this friend.”
Deokchul opened his eyes wide in surprise. Silent surprise spread across the first floor as well.
“You don’t like it?”
“Yes? No! I will buy it! I will buy it right now.”
Deokchul, who had been lost in illusions all day, was able to accurately grasp the other person’s intentions at this last moment.
“I will quit this job right now and go back to my hometown to live a good life! I will buy land with the money you gave me and farm, and I will live while being filial to my parents.”
Deokchul, who answered correctly, flew into the sky. It wasn’t his mind that flew, but his body really flew.
With a wave of his hand, Geumwoojin flew up and landed lightly on the first floor.
There was an outpouring of admiration from the first floor. He had only received sighs of regret throughout the day, but in the end, he earned everyone’s envy.
Jo Chun-bae said with a kind smile.
“I need to get your autograph too. I think I’ll end up being the luckiest person in the world.”
“Thank you so much for accepting me as your guest. I will definitely come back again someday!”
Deokchul, with tears welling up in his eyes, politely greeted the people on this floor and left.
When I was little, I worked at a telecommunications plant. When I went on my first mission… … I had a day that no one could trust.
Cho Chun-bae also looked up at this floor. Although Deok-chul had been rude many times, the cult leader had shown mercy. Furthermore, he had opened up a new life for him. Cho Chun-bae felt sincere respect for the cult leader.
And more than anything, I was so happy that Cheonma laughed out loud today.
Jo Chun-bae wrote today’s date on the wall behind the cash register and left a message.
The day the leader laughed out loud.
In my entire life of selling liquor, today was an unforgettable day. It was the first time I had such a good day.
On this floor, the conversation between the two most manly men in the Cheonmasingyo continued. Since Kwonma was the person that Geumwoojin trusted the most, the conversation was comfortable and natural.
“You look happy.”
“Will I ever be in debt my entire life?”
“If you live with Moogeuk, you will experience things you never imagined. For example, you may have an unexpected adopted daughter.”
Kwonma was the first to come to Cheonma to tell him this fact.
“I decided to adopt Ian, who was Mugeuk’s bodyguard, as my adopted daughter.”
Although Geum Woo-jin was not usually surprised by anything, he was surprised by this news.
Geum Woo-jin filled Kwon Ma’s glass with alcohol.
“Congratulations.”
Kwon Ma drank the drink he received.
This time, Kwonma filled Geomwoojin’s glass.
“I have a disciple and a daughter. I am slowly becoming more blessed.”
“I like daughters better than sons. Raising a son is useless… … .”
Geum Woo-jin’s gaze turned far out the window.
But today, I missed my son who was trying to guarantee his father’s debt… a little bit.
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Geommugeuk was locked in his room and devoted himself solely to practicing the Sicheon Secret Art.
Now, all my training was done unconditionally in the Shicheon Secret Technique. Naturally, I could train for more time. The more time I gained, the more time I could train, and the more time I gained.
While I was practicing like that, the owner of the money lending center, Joo Yang, came to see me.
“I’ve seen a lot of crazy people while doing this job, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone write the name of the Demon Lord as their father.”
Deokchul reported the results of his first and last investigation as he left the Tongjeonso, saying that he was a madman who used the name of the Demon Lord. Of course, there was no way that the son of Cheonma would use the Yeomwangchae.
“You’ve probably never even met the leader of the Demonic Cult, so how can you call it impersonation?”
“You might have guessed that, but we met.”
“Our father?”
“I heard you were drinking at a shabby bar?”
This time, Geommugeuk laughed out loud. It was exactly the same laugh that Geomwoojin had laughed at the Pungryu Tavern.
“Why are you laughing?”
“I laughed because I thought of my father.”
I thought of my father drinking alone at a bar. I thought of my father carrying everything on his back and I missed him.
“Do you really think you’ll come to your senses if you’re dragged into a cult and have your skin peeled off and thrown into a salt shaker?”
“Do you have the courage to take me to the Demonic Cult?”
Joo-yang’s eyes became fierce.
“You think of us as mere rascals who run the underworld.”
“Then no?”
A cold sneer formed at the corner of Juyang’s mouth.
‘I’ve been free lately, and this funny guy shows up.’
Thoughts of how to deal with this guy filled his head, but Joo-yang did not show such feelings. The fun of politely guiding him to hell was the best.
“I revealed who my father was because they asked me to, and I wrote down my address because they asked me to.”
Even though he kept on crying until the end, Joo-yang didn’t get angry. After all, what would punish him would be the words written on the loan certificate.
“You can do that when you’re young. I understand. There are many cases where addresses are incorrect. Instead, from now on, it’ll be 100 nyang.”
“A hundred nyang? Didn’t I borrow ten nyang?”
Joo-yong took out a loan certificate from his pocket and showed it to me.
“Look here. Isn’t it written at the bottom of the loan certificate? If you write your address or family relationships incorrectly, you will have to pay back ten times the amount you borrowed.”
“The writing is so small I can’t even see it. The words are written in such a difficult way.”
“Isn’t it basic to write the correct information on the loan certificate? Anyway, the money you borrowed is now 100 nyang. Naturally, the interest will be calculated as if you borrowed 100 nyang.”
“Why do you keep saying I lied? I told you I clearly wrote it.”
Joo-yang spoke in a soft tone.
“Why do you keep doing that when I bring the real mine?”
It was clear that he had some corner of faith.
“Just asking won’t give you the answer you want,” Geommugeuk said softly, as if talking to himself.
“What about Mine, when you’re just putting up the King of Hell?”
