Chapter - 482 Episode 482. Nothing happened. (2)

"Not on this side!"

"There are no footprints left! I don't know if it's covered in snow...….”

The person who received the report distorted his face.

"No matter how much snowstorming there is, there is no footprints of the man who just passed by!"

"Ha, but really...….”

"Then, did the fugitive climb to the thirty-point mark of no footprints of snow?"

"…I'm sorry."

"Find it! Now!"


Warriors of the Bingo scattered all over the place.

He broke into the ice alone and hurt the warriors. If I missed it like this, I wouldn't be able to save face as a bingo warrior.

'This guy...'

Song Won clenched his fist and looked around the snowstorm.

I will never let you go alive.’

This was a matter of his pride.


There was a series of urgent footsteps.

"You go that way!"


"If you find it, don't try to confront it alone and send a signal right away! He was a tough guy!"

"I'll keep that in mind!"

The man who gave the order also flinched for a moment as he tried to run away busily.

Not this way.’

In front of him lies a vast frozen lake. It was a choice that no man with a head could make to take this lake, which has no shield to cover his view.

Just in case, I increased my eyesight and looked ahead, but I couldn't see a faint shadow.

"That way!"


The warriors of the Bingo quickly advanced and moved away.

And after a while...….


a vast plain of ice

In the middle of it, a round head and a small, long head appeared in a small hole.

The round head turned left and right as if looking around. Soon, a sigh burst out as if the ground were about to die.

"…Ugh. It's freezing.”

Cold water trickled down from the icy hair. When the blizzard started to slap me, I felt like going back into the water.

Even though it hasn't been long since Chung-Myung put out his face, white frost began to form around his face. The water flowing through the body froze in an instant.

"Oh, my god, dirty craft."

Bingbaek Xinjiang is a secret weapon that the North Sea Ice Palace boasts to the world and a name festival that represents the North Sea Ice Palace.

The reason why dirty pores are irritating is because the cold and negative air burrows into the body. Perhaps Chung-Myung's body was colder than this ice water now.

"Oh, it's cold!"


"Be quiet, man!"

Although Baek-ah, who was wet, complained as if she was falsely accused, Chung-Myung only covered her mouth.

"Like a leech!"

Chung-Myung, who had dug a hole in the lake and hid under it, gritted his teeth.

You have to live a good life.Dunnie, it was a base that he would not have thought of if he hadn't gone ice fishing a few times on the way here. I've already confirmed through Hye Yeon that getting into the water doesn't kill you.

Chung-Myung's eyes twinkled in the blizzard darkness.

"......are you gone?"

Those who followed him are scattered in all directions and increasingly moving away from the Bingo.

It's perfect to sneak back at times like this.

If there's only one problem...….

"…I can't go up there.”

Chung-Myung sighed as he looked down at the water lapping down his neck.

"You should die before you get sick. Hey! Breathe in."


Baek-ah struggled, resisted and twisted her body. Let's just say you are, why should I go into the water together was a protest."Think carefully. If you go outside wet, you freeze to death."


Baek-ah, who was stunned for a moment, sighed and breathed in. Dambi's thin belly swelled up.

Chung-Myung took a deep breath and went back into the water.

On top of the thick ice, Chung-Myung's image of him slapping like a carp was dimly reflected.

* * *

"…Will it be all right?"


"Jung-Myung is this guy. Things seem to be getting bigger."


"Yes, boarding house."

"Where are you a day or two?"


Baek Cheon spoke in a low voice with a triumphant look.

"It's like nature for Chung-Myung to have an accident, and eventually, it's like the flow of the world to get involved in the accident. Typhoons must be avoided, and the superior does not have to participate in the disturbance."

"Don't you just say you don't want to get involved.

"It's accurate.

Baek Cheon kicked his tongue quickly as if he had taken off a crane.

"And by now, isn't it time for you to know? If he is determined to turn it upside down, he can't handle the palace. I'll probably be back by tomorrow morning."

"…I wish I could."

Yoon-Jong kept looking at the window with a worried face.

I was worried about how much I was worried, and even now, Chung-Myung kept hearing voices as if he was knocking on the window.

knock, knock

Yeah, you're hearing things like this.

knock, knock


Boom! Boom!

Yoo-Esul sprang up. Then I ran to the window and opened it without delay.


Yoo-Esul was uncharacteristically surprised at the sight.

Chung-Myung, who turned white and looked like a snowman, was hanging in front of the window, bumping into each other at high speed.

And on its shoulders, a white ivy, not much different in shape, shuddered with her feet wrapped around both sides.

Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run!

The sound of Chung-Myung's teeth colliding with each other was cheerful.

"……It's weird."

"Rain, get out of the way."

When Yoo-Esul stepped out of the way, Chung-Myung pulled over the window and came inside.


As soon as his feet touched the floor, he fell in front of the window, huddled and shivered to the fullest extent.

"…I thought I was going to die."

Hwasan's disciples, staring blankly at the scene, shook their heads in unison.

"……Anyway, really.”

"But you're back earlier than I thought. I don't think I've come back nonchalantly.

"Why are your eyes covered like this...….”

Jo-Gol clapped his tongue and reached out to shake the snow off Chung-Myung's body.


But there was almost nothing to be robbed of.

"Sasook. It's not snow, it's just ice. He's frozen hard.”


Baek Cheon was startled and rushed to Chung-Myung.

"No, you crazy bastard! What did you do to walk around until you got this bad look? Burner! Move it to the fire! Get me a blanket!"


Hwasan's disciples threw Chung-Myung in front of the brazier and wrapped him in blankets.

Baek Cheon twisted his face and opened his mouth.

"Yeah, if you went on a spy mission, you'd just go on a spy mission. Why did you make such a fuss!"



"I, I was trying to come back really quietly.”


"……the bastards say I'm a demon."

Hwasan's disciples nodded as if they had fully understood.

"That's a little too much.""Apologize to Mahkyo. That's a harsh words."

"……These are…….”

Chung-Myung opened his ax, but unfortunately Chung-Myung, who was busy shivering, was not a threat.

Jo-Gol looked at Chung-Myung and asked.

"But what happened to your body? No matter how cold it is, it won't freeze in your body."

"Bingkung Muhak...으 Ugh, that's how it is."

Chung-Myung sniffled.

Closer to the brazier, I felt like I could still buy it.

"A potter originally digs into the body and freezes people.”

"Wow. You're so dedicated to telling us that.”

"……you're really going to die."

Chung-Myung coughed and shivered. Baek Cheon asked with a small sigh.

"Are you all right?"

"Do I look okay?"

Then Chung-Myung screamed with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, I wouldn't have been fooled if I hadn't gone out dressed in black like an idiot! Why didn't anyone stop me?"

"It's all dry, you nutcase!"

Does he have a laundry bat in his head? Why are you always so clean?

"Oh, it's cold."

Chung-Myung shuddered, hugging the ends of the blankets. A white baby on fire quickly penetrated into it.

"…but are you sure you'really.

At this point, sincere concerns began to pour out. In the eyes of his disciples, Chung-Myung sighed and kicked his tongue. Then he straightened his back and turned his legs and legs.

"Uh……I can't invade my body, I can't let it get to you! I'm gonna blow it up!”

When Chung-Myung took a crying position, Baek Cheon shook his head.


You're good, man.

The morning has dawned.

Boom boom boom boom!

Whasan's students, who had fallen asleep from fatigue, opened their eyes to a loud knock on the door.

"What is it?"

"I'll be out for now!"

Dang-Soso quickly got up and ran toward the door. She asked, opening the door and sticking out her head.

"What can I do for you?”

There were a few armed people standing at the door. It was Song Won who chased Chung-Myung yesterday.

He spoke bluntly, staring at Dang-Soso with cold eyes.

"There was an intruder to the Bingo last night."

"Oh, I thought it was noisy outside, but it happened.”

"Is everything all right here?"

"Yes, we don't really."

Talking to Dan-Soso, I looked at her expression, but I couldn't read anything from her expressionless face.

"If you don't mind, may I look inside?"

"…Are you doubting us?”

"It's not necessarily. But it's good to be sure about everything. He may have infiltrated this place because he's very good at silver surgery."


"Everyone else in the palace is under investigation, so please cooperate."

It was a moment when Dang-Soso was about to refute the obvious lie.

"Come on in."

I heard Chung-Myung's voice behind my back.

Dang-Soso opened the door wide with a slightly displeased look. Then, he stepped aside and opened the way for Songwon to enter.


Song Won, who gave a light nod, comes inside. Sharp-edged eyes swept through the room in an instant.

"You're going through a lot."

His eyes were fixed on Chung-Myung, who was making a fuss.

As Chung-Myung rolled up the blanket, Song-won's mouth subtly twisted.

"……You look very cold."

"Yes, I get cold easily.”

"A warrior can't stand the cold.….”

"The martial arts I learned are a bit unique.""Is that so?"

Song Won opened his mouth with a deep smile.



"May I check the hand in the blanket?"


"Yes, I'll just have to show you for a moment."

"What about your hands?"

"Don't ask me why."

"I don't know why, but I can't show you."

When Chung-Myung shrugged, Songwon's eyes sank coldly.

'This guy's....’

How dare you go all the way out here?

I know they came as guests of the palace lord, but Songwon didn't like their attitude very much.

A fierce heart made the tone rough.

"I'm just trying to make sure there's a scar on that hand."



The throbbing beast hit the archer's Bingbaek kidney with his own hand. No matter how strong a person is in learning, he could never be fine.

He didn't come with much doubt, but the sight of a warrior and trembling in the cold was adding to his suspicion.

"There's no reason why I can't show you if there's nothing to worry about. Isn't that so?"

"Yes, it is. But……."

Chung-Myung grinned.

"I don't want to show you."


Song-won momentarily lost what to say and stared blankly at Chung-Myung.

"Is he trying to play a joke with me?

How big is the liver to talk to him like this at the North Sea Ice Palace?

"… you're saying you have something to worry about."

"Come on, it's not like that. No, but I think I'm suspected of having a pleural fluid, but it's unfair to just show it to them. So let's make a bet.”


Chung-Myung smiled as he looked at Song-won with a frown.

"If I'm not a pleural fluid, don't interrupt us when we're walking around the ice. It's simple, isn't it?"

Songwon's eyes glaring at Chung-Myung became even angrier.

"I can't say for sure the whole Binggo, but I will. I can even guide you if you want."

"Not bad."

Chung-Myung, who nodded, finally took his hand out of the blanket and held it out to Song Won.

"Are you done.

Smooth hands without a scratch.

But for a moment, Songwon grabbed his hand like a bolt of lightning.


Surprised, Hwasan's disciples clasped the sword handle.