Episode 903 Welcome back, Hwasan Swordsman Association. (3)
Squeak.
The drink filled the glass.
Cheongmyeong, who was silently tipping his bottle, glanced at the person sitting across from him. A tooth meticulously cleaning the short nasal passages with a pure white burlap.
“… … Put away the knife. “The taste of alcohol is poor.”
“Truly, how can you judge the taste of alcohol during a war like this? “If you can eat it, that’s okay.”
Danbo twitched his eyebrows after wiping all the oil off his nose. It seemed like I was managing my weapons perfectly, just in case anyone thought I was a party person.
“Does that mean it’s a good day?”
“Well, if you don’t know, don’t say anything. A human butcher like Taoist brother picks up anything, including a sword that falls on the ground, and cuts it into pieces, but a race like me needs to have a weapon that fits his hand perfectly. “What a luxury product this is.”
“f*ck luxury goods.”
Be that as it may, Tang Bo meticulously cleaned all twelve of the secret vessels. After wiping it clean, grinding away the scratches, and even applying fresh oil, I placed the clean bido down in front of me.
Then he picked up the bottle and filled the empty glass of Cheongmyeong.
“Why is our Taoist brother in a bad mood again?”
“… … .”
“no. No. Always bad. Um, right. “It’s like a law of nature.”
“This bastard?”
“Let’s sleep, have a drink? a drink?”
When Tang Bo smiled and raised his glass, Cheongmyeong smiled and raised his glass to the other. Two glasses briefly clinked together in the air.
After slowly emptying his glass, Cheongmyeong looked at Tang Bo, who was sitting across from him, and asked.
“How many people died yesterday?”
“One twenty?”
“… … “It’s not whether you killed him, but whether he died.”
“Five. I told you, you damn bastards, don’t show off… … .”
Tang Bo’s face contorted as if he was annoyed. It seems that there were quite a few victims in the party he led.
That’s what war is. No matter how careful you are or how hard you try, someone will inevitably die.
“Those bastards have been going crazy these days. “If I had screwed up, my hair would have been blown off.”
Tang Bo pretended to slit my neck with the blade of his hand.
“Crazy guy.”
Cheongmyeong chuckled.
It’s a joke, but no one makes jokes like that here.
A joke about death is too heavy to contain lightly, and is as light as a feather to discuss it seriously, in a place where the person who sat and ate in the same place yesterday is empty today, with just a glance.
“I told you I almost fell. “I ran into the Bishop bastard.”
“hmm.”
When the word bishop came out, Cheongmyeong’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Although several bishops had already lost their heads to his sword, the name of bishop was still a threat to Qingming.
“It didn’t stick properly, so I skipped over it… … .”
Tang Bo pressed his chin.
“If it had been applied properly, my neck would have been in danger. Damn it, why was I born in a Tang family?”
“You’re weak, why are you making excuses?”
“Oh my gosh. It seems like our Taoist brother lives alone in the mountains and doesn’t know much about things. It’s not that I’m weak, it’s just Bido’s characteristics. How can I get this to an appropriate level, but if it goes beyond that, there are limits to what I can do off road?”
“You are weak.”
“No, I mean… … .”
“You are weak.”
“… … .”
Tangbo smiled brightly with a bloodshot face.
“Be careful when you go home. Because blind rain might get stuck in your back.”
“Then it won’t be a blind bido, but a bido thrown by a blind man.”
“no way. Damn it.”
Tang Bo was muttering and fiddling with the memorial monument in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could just stick that thing into Cheongmyeong’s forehead.
“Anyway, so… … “I’m thinking about developing something useful, like an herbivore.”
“Herbivorous?”
“yes. A herbivore that can punish those f*cking bishops and those dog-like bastards of Heavenly Demon. Black clothes, bastards wearing black clothes. Ah, it would be better if you were a bastard carrying a sword.”
Cheongmyeong looked down at his clothes in silence.
Well, it’s black. Very black.
Cheongmyeong chuckled.
“Don’t mess around and do what you’re doing well. From now on, when can I make herbal food and use it in real life? “I will try it in the afterlife.”
“Well, I’m not going to use it right away.”
“huh?”
Tangbo chuckles.
“As long as we get a rough idea, we can make it leisurely after the war is over.”
“Are you confident you’ll be alive until then?”
“Oh, it’s me. “If the Grim Reaper comes to catch you, just stick a tombstone on your forehead and that’s it.”
“Crazy guy.”
Tang Bo chuckled.
Danbo, who was staring at the empty glass in his hand with a slightly strange expression, grabbed the bottle and filled his glass with alcohol.
“Even if by some chance I can’t make it all… … .”
Hearing his subdued voice, Qingming raised his head and looked at Tang Bo.
Danbo, who was slowly turning the glass in his hand, poured the alcohol in the glass into his mouth in one go.
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“Someone will take over. “Someone who carries on the blood of the Tang family and learns the Twelve Paths.”
“… … .”
“If that happens, even if someone ends up in the same situation as me someday, you won’t have to worry like me, right?”
“Hmm… … .”
Cheongmyeong was about to say, “You must have thought something out of the ordinary,” when Tangbo’s slightly irritated voice sounded in his ears.
“Then at least my descendants won’t have to go around getting beaten up by a black-faced Taoist who came down from a rocky mountain with no grass anywhere. Just slap the hornbill on your back… … .”
Slurp.
“ah! Oh, oh! Why do you pull out a knife when you’re drinking? A knife! You’re the type of person who really can’t tell jokes. “Where on the mountain did you come from practicing Taoism?”
“Crazy guy… … .”
Cheongmyeong chuckled, put his sword back and raised his drink. The alcohol that went down her throat was particularly bitter.
“What does that mean?”
“yes?”
“Descendants and all… … .”
Cheongmyeong’s gloomy eyes looked out the window. The dark clouds that covered the sun looked like they were going to pour rain at any moment.
“What do the survivors know? “Right now, I don’t know if I’ll be alive until tomorrow.”
“Hmm. Well, that’s also true.”
Qingming’s dark gaze returned to Tang Bao.
“You’re even thinking about your descendants because you’re being treated like a member of the party.”
“Who put this one out? “They can’t handle me!”
“… … “It’s almost like I can’t handle it.”
“Isn’t that an insult?”
“It’s a compliment.”
“What a curse!”
Tang Bo gritted his teeth. Looking at him like that, Cheongmyeong eventually burst into laughter.
Rather than laughing because it was funny, I kept trying to laugh whenever there was something to laugh about.
This may be the reason why, whenever I have time in this hellish battlefield, I keep seeing party reports rather than the death penalty.
‘He doesn’t know.’
It is truly amazing that even in a battlefield like this where people are losing their reason to exist as human beings, they can scream, get angry, joke, and laugh.
“But that’s just the way it is.”
“huh?”
Tang Bo said, touching the blade of the memorial monument in his hand with his fingertips.
“Someone…” … .”
My eyes were calm as I looked at my face reflected in the rainy day. Any expression was quickly washed away from his darkly shaded face.
“Whoever will take over will have to avoid repeating the mistakes made by the idiots who came before. “Shouldn’t they at least be better than us?”
“… … .”
However, as if it had never happened, Tangbo quickly erased the sorrow that had appeared on his face and smiled brightly.
“Next to those guys, there might not be a boring swordsman who uses a sword like a ghost.”
“Damn.”
“What can I do? “It’s blood, though. In the past, I hated seeing those idiots, but as I’ve gotten older year by year, I’m starting to worry.”
Tang Bo laughed out loud. Cheongmyeong also laughed heartily and tilted her head back to look at the ceiling.
‘Someone to take over… … .’
That’s stupid.
What do you mean by continuing? I can’t even see your face.
Something to know about what happens after you die. We can’t even save the lives of those who live face to face right now. As time goes by, I only lose it.
“If you have time to think about that, kill at least one more guy.”
“yes?”
“It’s okay as long as you don’t make any mistakes. “If you cut off the baby Heavenly Demon’s head, at least your descendants will never have to fight with him.”
“what… … . “That is also true.”
“So don’t worry.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Cheongmyeong curled the corners of his mouth.
“I will pick the neck of the dog.”
“You keep saying that because it’s mine.”
Tang Bo tsk and clicked his tongue.
“It’s good. If Taoist Brother picks a branch of the Heavenly Horse, I will give you a gift.”
“gift?”
“hmm! Let this party be the first to try out the new vegetarian meal! That day was the day a memorial stone was placed on my brother’s back, and from that day on, I became the best in the world… … . Oh no! “I said as a joke, don’t pull out your sword!”
“Die, you bastard!”
“Ugh! “A Taoist catches people!”
Tang Bo, who was making a fuss and making a fuss at the same time, suddenly dispelled the sword that Cheongmyeong had thrown and laughed.
“When that day comes, I won’t have any wishes.”
“… … “Just eat the eaves.”
“Take it. “I’ll fill your cup.”
The liquor flowed from the tip of the bottle and slowly filled the white glass.
The two passed drinks to each other as if competing. As if I wanted to moisten something that had been dry.
The two just drank until the rain that came with the night washed away the bloody smell of yesterday.
* * *
Cheongmyeong opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling with a blank face.
His head slowly turned to the side. Sunlight was coming through the window.
‘Is it morning?’
It’s normal for me to wake up at dawn and go out to practice… … . When I returned to the volcano for the first time in a while, it seemed like the tension that had been controlling my body for several years had been relieved.
Maybe that’s why I had this dream.
“… … “That happened.”
okay. I forgot.
Because I didn’t consider each thoughtless conversation important enough to remember. No, because I didn’t know it was important.
“First and foremost is insight… … .”
Cheongmyeong chuckled. This is the face seen by Maehwageomjon in the past.
“You idiot.”
okay. He kept his promise to cut off the Heavenly Demon’s head. Its head was cut off in the most pathetic way that could exist.
And the party news also kept its promise. In the stupidest form that could exist.
Both of them are truly stupid and foolish.
so… … .
Cheongmyeong raised his gaze upward again. The ceiling was different from what he saw at the bar back then.
“… … “I said I wouldn’t let you go through that.”
So I tried so hard, but if it happens again… … . What on earth did the deaths at that time mean?
What on earth… … .
bang!
At that time, the door opened violently and familiar faces poured into the room. No, rather than coming in, it spilled out.
“Ahh! “What are you doing?”
Even Cheongmyeong of the world could not help but be astonished at that moment.
“Ahh! “I told you not to push!”
“no! “It’s because you didn’t move out of the way!”
“I told you to give me some rest! Bimu said it wasn’t easy!”
“Why are you waking up a sleeping person?”
Cheongmyeong’s face became blank as he looked at the five swords lying tangled and struggling. He immediately cupped his face with both hands.
‘For these things… … .’
It’s good news. Doesn’t it seem like a dog’s death? huh?
“… … why?”
As Cheongmyeong asked helplessly, Baekcheon, who was at the bottom, covered his mouth with his fist and cleared his throat. That’s right, I looked like I was being trampled on by evil people, so I couldn’t find anything to blame.
“No, that… … “I have something to ask you about yesterday’s bimu.”
“… … .”
“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t understand herbivorous operation, do I?”
“Please explain.”
“… … .”
Cheongmyeong, who was momentarily speechless, looked at them blankly and asked.
“That’s the only reason they came all the way here in the morning?”
“What a breeze in the morning! “When does the sun rise?”
“What if I put it off again and forget about it? “This has to be resolved right away.”
A hollow laugh leaked from Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
Both eyes sparkling… … . No, looking at those guys having fun, I felt like a fool for being depressed even for a moment.
“operation?”
“huh.”
“If I tell you, can you understand?”
“… … .”
“You only see what you know. As much as I know. How can I explain that I can’t see because I’m weak? “It’s like teaching a monkey to read.”
“pup… … .”
“Take a look. “I told you I couldn’t hear good things anyway!”
“Kaaak! “Tsk!”
As loud reactions poured out, Cheongmyeong shook his head and got out of bed.
“If you have time to talk nonsense, go practice. “I left out just because I came back to the volcano.”
“Did everyone else do it except you?”
“huh?”
“You’re the one who’s most into it, you bastard!”
Baekcheon quietly blocked Cheongmyeong’s path as he shook his head and tried to leave. Cheongmyeong looked up with a sullen face.
“why?”
“I definitely don’t think I can understand it with my head.”
“huh?”
“but… … .”
Baekcheon twisted the corner of his mouth.
“I think you can understand it physically?”
“… … .”
“how is it? To warm up?”
Cheongmyeong opened his mouth as if he had something to say, then shook his head.
“I guess I’m fine now where I got hit last time?”
“It’s already healed, you bastard.”
Baekcheon smiled triumphantly. At the sight of her snorting, Cheongmyeong laughed.
“Okay, see you at the training hall. “If it was broken, I will break it beautifully again.”
“OK.”
Ogum headed outside without saying a word. Jo Geol, who was behind him, grabbed Baek Cheon’s shoulder and rushed forward.
“I’m First!”
“No, this bastard? Hey, man! “You have no top or bottom!”
“Where is something like that in a volcano!”
“Gap.”
“Samai! hey! Yui Seol!”
Cheongmyeong stood there and watched the scene. As I watched the backs of the five swords running among themselves, I felt like I was hearing the words I had heard in my dream.
– Whoever takes over will have to avoid repeating the mistakes made by the idiots who came before. Shouldn’t they at least be better than us?
Cheongmyeong looked at the window with sunlight pouring in. Unlike then, the day was very clear.
“okay. “Better than us.”
Better than idiots like you and me.
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