#122. Addiction 2
Seol’s sister’s voice, full of complaints, followed Shintu’s awkward words.
“Three can’t go. If they were men, I could carry two of them and go, but since there are two women, Yeongryeon can’t run while carrying two of them.”
“I don’t want to be carried by that woman either! I’ll just walk.”
“I’m sorry, but didn’t I already say I was sorry?”
“If I apologize, will everything be over!?”
At Seol Nui’s angry voice, Shintu’s disciple Yeongnyeon apologized to Seol Nui once again, but Seol Nui’s anger did not easily subside.
It was because I still had a grudge against him for grabbing his blood and taking off his clothes.
There is little difference in area between Seol Nui’s original outfit and her naked one, but psychologically, it doesn’t feel that way.
“But no one saw it?”
“What the!? You saw it!”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
That’s why the decision on who would go to the Murim Alliance before departure was becoming a very difficult one.
The people leaving for the Murim Alliance are me, Seol-nu, and Hwa-eun.
Seol had to visit as a person in person since she had a letter of recommendation from her family and a letter of wish from her adoptive father to join the Murim Alliance. I had to attend as a representative of the family to explain the poison that was to be delivered to the Murim Alliance.
It was a bit funny why Hwa-eun joined the group as the representative of the family instead of the grandfather or father-in-law of Mandokshin-gun.
The reason is, ‘Because the shape disappears.’
The reason Shinto can go infinite in three days is because he possesses lightning speed.
So the only way to use this fast bullet taxi was to ride on the back of Shintu or his disciple, a woman named Yeongryeon.
However, it was not possible for a craftsman or a great-grandfather of the Mandokshin Army to be carried by a disciple of a woman, and it was not possible for a woman to be carried by a man either.
That is why Hwa-eun came to represent the family.
Since Shintu said he would bring me back in three days, I couldn’t say I couldn’t go because Seol-i and Bing-i might lay eggs.
That was enough time to go and come back.
But there was a problem. Aside from Seol’s unsatisfactory anger, there were only two taxis.
The downside of the Murim Bullet Taxi is that it is a single-seater and there are currently only two in operation.
That’s why Shintu had an awkward expression.
If it were a man, Shintu could easily carry him, but Hwa-eun and Seol-nu were women, so Shintu could not carry them, and Yeong-ryeon, a woman, was not skilled enough to carry more than one person.
‘Then should I take out the debt?’
“Then I have to exclude Hwa-eun, but I’m a bit worried that So-ryong doesn’t know the etiquette of the martial arts world. Since my brother-in-law’s Beast Palace is joining the martial arts alliance, it seems like he needs to know the etiquette well.”
“That’s right, Father.”
As Grandfather Mandokshin-gun said, Nana is a country bumpkin from the Central Plains and doesn’t know much about etiquette, so someone with experience like Hwa-eun was needed, but it was an ambiguous situation.
-Tsurut?
At that moment, a grasshopper that had been flying in the sky came down and saw us. It seemed like we were fighting, so he asked what was going on.
“No, Choya, we’re fighting. We’re just talking. Choya, don’t worry. I’m just playing for a bit.”
As I patted Cho’s head and told him not to worry, Cho floated up to my head again.
It was when I was watching the thatched roof spinning around above my head.
Suddenly a good idea occurred to me.
‘Ah! That’s right! That should work?’
There is no way to take Hwa-eun and have Seol-nu not ride on the back of a woman named Yeong-ryeon.
I quickly asked Shintu.
“Master Shinto, do you know how to fly a kite?”
“Kite?”
“Yes, it’s a rather long and big kite···.”
‘If you fly it on the Han River, it’s a kite that will definitely make you popular.’
***
“······Isn’t everyone dissatisfied with this? Since you even tried a demonstration?”
“Okay, Dragon. Tsk.”
“Okay, then let’s go quickly.”
The idea was to set off right away once everything was sorted out by my ideas.
We’ll be back in a few days, so let’s go right away without preparing anything.
“Just a moment. I’m just going to say hello to the Shinto elders and the children. I have to explain why I’m going. Otherwise, they’ll all try to follow me.”
But I couldn’t just leave like this because I had children to take care of.
Because if I disappear at the same time as Hwa-eun, there will be chaos.
“Huh? Kids? Oh, those kids? Yeah, that’s right.”
That’s why I decided to say goodbye to the children who would be left behind.
Because the poison only took the scent and the candle.
Seol-i was going to be left behind since eggs were being formed inside her body, and if Seol-i was left behind, Bing-i had to stay behind automatically.
There are snakes that can go without food for a month or two, but that’s something they should only do when they really have to.
Yeondu had to eat the baby carp once every two or three days, so moving around was a bit difficult.
Seol-i nodded obediently this time when asked to stay behind to see if she knew Bing-i’s physical condition, and Yeon-du didn’t show much of an expression as she hadn’t yet developed much affection for him.
But the problem is, as always, the fairy tale.
“You know, it’s only for ten days, right?”
-Kishi···.
The demon crossed his arms with an expression that clearly showed his displeasure at Hwa-eun’s appearance.
Maybe it was because I ate Changryong’s yang energy last time, but my aversion to other yang energy has decreased, so I asked and he said he would stay.
Still, it seemed like there was nothing I could do about the disappointment.
As expected, he said he understood, but he couldn’t let go of my sleeve like last time.
I was thinking that I wouldn’t be able to leave today, but a woman named Yeongryeon, who must have felt sorry for me, stepped forward and asked me a favor.
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“Little Dragon, Little Xia, just a little bit of that thread.”
“Is it true?”
“Yes, that thick thread.”
A little while ago, I pulled out the thread of the fairy tale, and Shinto’s disciple Yeongnyeon asked for it.
What Yeongnyeon asked for were two short threads.
“Yes, well···.”
I don’t know if he wanted to keep it as a souvenir or for some other reason, but he nodded his head in agreement and took some thread from the fairy and handed it to Yeongnyeon.
“Okay then, both of you, hold out your wrists.”
“Your wrist?”
-Kissit?
It was when Yohwa and I timidly held out our hands in response to a woman’s sudden request to hold out our wrists.
Yeongnyeon ties the thread I gave her to my wrist and Yohwa’s wrist.
Yeongnyeon looked at the fairy and said.
“You said it was a fairy tale, right? Okay, if we do this, we’ll tie up Little Dragon and Little Xia with the fairy tale thread, so even if we’re apart, we’ll be together. How about this, you can let me go?”
Then Hwa-eun smiled and said to the woman.
“Does it mean something like Hongseon (紅線)?”
“Hongseon?”
“Yes, if the old people under the moon tie a red thread around each other’s ankles, they will definitely meet. It’s a story about how they are fated to meet each other. Since they tied it around each other’s wrists, it’s a promise that they will definitely return. I wonder if that’s the meaning they gave it.”
‘Ah, the red thread of fate?’
I nodded at the story of the red thread of fate that I had heard at least once.
And then, as I looked at the demon with an expression that said, “Will the demon let me go?”, I heard a shout.
-Kissit!
The demon became angry and cut the thread on his wrist right there.
Both yours and mine.
“I, I thought you’d like it….”
At that sight, Yeongnyeon quickly apologized to Yohwa, but Yohwa got angry and cut the thread, and began to act incomprehensibly.
Suddenly, it started spinning the thread again.
And in vivid red, too.
“Red?”
I’ve never spun red thread before, but the red thread comes out as if it were dyed.
As the guy looked surprised at the fact that he could pull out the red thread, a thick red thread was tied to my leg and the leg of the demon that had turned into Hwa-eun.
No, it got caught like a ring.
Without even seeing the knot.
Then, the demon made a satisfied expression and gave me a push on my back, gesturing as if to bid me farewell.
-Kishishi.
“to?”
“uh?”
“huh?”
Hwa-eun and Seol, who looked at the fairy and my ankle with bewildered expressions, and the voice of the spirit.
He looked at the three of them and waved his hand awkwardly.
After all, we are of different races.
“Sir, no way. Ah, that’s not what you meant, is it?”
‘No. Are you a fairy? Right? We are… We are of different races! It’s a love that can’t be fulfilled!’
I like and love poison, but my mind has turned blank.
What if it’s true?
Because I had that thought.
***
Giant fox kite flying.
A giant fox floating in the sky, wrapped around a person.
When I arrived at the entrance of the Murim Alliance, dragging the fox like a kite, the welcoming crowd was huge.
“Oh, Goku!?”
“Wukong is flying in the sky!?”
“Isn’t that the Azure Dragon and not Wukong!?”
As I expected, Shinto is definitely popular.
The reason why she had no choice but to act like this was because there were many people who said they didn’t want to be carried by Yeongryeon.
That is why he told Cho to wrap up Seol’s sister and told Shintu and his disciple Yeongnyeon to run while pulling the Cho tied with the magic thread.
The grass floats in the sky with its energy, and when it floats, it feels almost weightless.
The reason for the larger than expected welcoming crowd was that an emergency was declared because something strange was approaching from afar…
As soon as the new adult Shinto proved his identity, the commotion died down and everyone immediately retreated.
“Is the leader here!? It’s urgent, so hurry and put the chimney in the leader’s room! I’m Shintu!”
The warriors are terrified when the thread released from his wrist is swung in the air.
As the divine water of the temple, Cheonjamsa, received light and scattered sparkling lights around it, the warriors prostrated themselves and shouted.
“Poem, Shinto!”
“Hello, my lord, Shinto!”
***
-bang!
The leader, who had prepared the table after receiving word that we had arrived, looked angry and surprised and slammed the table.
This was because everyone who had just been sent on intelligence missions reported having died in the line of duty.
“What! Are you saying that everyone is dead!?”
“This, this is happening!”
Even the well-known military leader Zhuge Hu looked embarrassed.
“Yes, I think almost all of the twelve members of the Flying Dragon Pavilion, including Vice-Minister Bang Soon, ended up like that. We searched the area as we retreated to the central plains, and Grandfather Mandokshingun searched all the way inside the border, but we found no survivors.
The only survivors are Changryong, Geombong, and Doryong, who happened to accompany us.
“The three of them were seriously injured and had to recuperate in the Beast Palace for more than three months···.”
“Ugh… I should have mobilized more experts… It was my fault.”
Perhaps this operation was planned by Zhuge Liang, but Zhuge Liang lowered his head with a grave expression.
Then the leader shook his head with a firm expression.
“Is now the time to be judging right and wrong? A soldier should not say such things.”
“Over there, this···.”
We handed the paper we had brought to the two sad people.
Because it wasn’t a meaningless sacrifice.
“What is this?”
“This is what the Great Master Bangsun gave us as he headed to Saji to clear a path for us. It is said to be a record of several places suspected to be the base of the Blood Cult···.”
Let’s hand over a piece of paper with a hole in it and dried blood from the spear being stabbed by the sword.
The leader accepts the paper with trembling hands.
“Thank you. The Murim Alliance has once again received great help from you.”
After that, I introduced my older sister to the leader and told him that the Blood Cult had formed an alliance with the Odokmun.
And thanks to that, he summarized and delivered the information that the venom of the bloodthirsty tree may have become useless and that a new venom was discovered.
“This time it’s a poison that blocks the blood vessels?”
“Yes, sir. My lord.”
“Heh heh···.”
“This is the Hongbok of the martial arts world.”
First of all, the entry of the Namman Wild Beast Palace into the Martial Arts Alliance was very welcome.
It was because it was the force closest to the border of the Great Viet Nation, where the Blood Cult was certain to exist, and it was easy to use it as a base to check on the Blood Cult’s movements.
That’s why blindness is a free pass.
As we were walking out of Mengzhou after agreeing to send an envoy through Sacheon, someone’s voice was heard.
“Dokhwa, it’s been a while.”
When I turned my head, there were two women and three men standing there.
Hwa-eun threw a lottery ticket at the man who had spoken to her.
“It’s been a while, Ji-ryong.”
‘Jiryong?’
I feel like they belong to the same Yongbong clan as Brother Doryeong.
Hwa-eun introduced the man to me and my sister Seol.
“So-ryong, this is Ji-ryong of the Five Dragons and Three Phoenixes. Ji-ryong, I am So-ryong, the son of the Southern Manchu Palace’s betrothed, and this is Seolmae-mae, the daughter of the Beast Palace.”
“It’s nice to meet you. Sohyeop and Sojeo Seol. I am Jiryong Jegal Yongcheon. The military leader of the Murim Alliance, Jegal Hou, is my uncle. This side is Kwonryong and Geomryong, and the woman behind is Eumbong and Gungbong.”
The man’s identity is the nephew of General Zhuge Hu, and is also a member of the Five Dragons and Three Peaks.
The people who were throwing their hats at us were three men: a bald-faced Jegal Yongcheon, a man with thick eyebrows named Kwon Yong, and a man named Geom Yong who seemed to be quiet.
There were two women, one named Gungbong with a blank expression and the other named Eumbong with red lips that looked like they had eaten a rat.
“But why?”
When asked why he had summoned us, Zhuge Yongquan pressed his temples as if he had a migraine and answered.
“Um… Actually, I was curious about the news about Doryeong, Changryong, and Geombong. My uncle said earlier that Dokhwa seemed to have brought news from there and ran over to me….”
“ah···.”
Perhaps he was curious about the news of his other friends who were also Oryongsambong.
Because I couldn’t tell them that all the people who were still doing information activities were dead, I just replied that they were doing well.
The military or the leader will announce the details of the information.
“I can’t tell you the details. I’m fine, so don’t worry.”
“I see… I understand. Okay.”
Ji-ryong nodded, saying that he understood, perhaps because he was the nephew of General Zhuge Hu or because he was smart.
They didn’t seem to be close to Hwa-eun, so after confirming their business, they greeted each other again and disappeared to one side.
‘Are you not very close with Hwa-eun?’
And that evening.
It was while sharing the food and drinks stolen from Muhan with Shinto and the others.
“Here, try this. This is ten-year-old Shaoxing Laoju.”
“Did you steal this too?”
“Then, should I buy this Shinto with money?”
Military commander Zhuge Hu came running in a hurry and asked for help.
“I’m sorry for taking a break. Dokhwa, can you help me out!?”
It’s not me, but Zhuge Hu who asks Hwa-eun for something.
Hwa-eun tilted her head and asked again.
“Am I talking to you, sir?”
Then the soldier nodded with an urgent expression.
“My nephew Yongcheon collapsed, and the Murim Alliance member said it was probably poisoning.”
“Huh!? If it’s Yongcheon, then it’s Jiryong!? Addiction?”
The story of how the nephew of a Murim Alliance soldier was almost poisoned within the Murim Alliance.
It was getting noisy outside.
