The story that the Binggoes fought and won against the Magyo quickly spread throughout the North Sea.
"So the black men were the demonists?"
"You didn't know?"
"What would a dumb worm like me know? Then did you know?"
"Wasn't the rumor going around, though it was shh. Anyway, the new palace owner's children led the warriors of the Bingo and defeated all of the Magyots."
"Oh, well, then there's no sudden disappearance of people.”
"There you go, there you go! And that means the freak won't go around any more."
"Ji, is that really going to happen?”
"Tsk tsk. Did he just get fooled?"
The older-looking man kicked his tongue and continued.
"Those who heard the ice palace saw it and confirmed it. It seems like the bingo was seriously damaged this time. There's been a lot of casualties, isn't there? There's a lot of medicine and supplies going into the ice.
"So, really... "
"I told you so."
"I'm glad. I'm so glad."
Those who heard the news were all thrilled that their lives would now be different. Now I didn't have to be nervous about going out of the house and getting taken away by someone.
"The Lord of the Palace has changed the world.”
"Don't you call yourself the Lord of the Warlord's child? Come to think of it, it wasn't bad to live in the palace of Jeonjeondae.”
"There's no chisel under the hobu. Whew."
As people gathered to praise Solso Baek, the expression of the elderly leading the conversation in the center became subtle.
"That's what I'm saying."
"It is said that the people who led all this work were not the new princesses, but the people from the middlelands."
"Isn't there? Gentiles who told the chief of the village the cause of the freak."
"Oh, those people!"
Those who gathered clapped their hands, saying they had heard of it.
Didn't the rumors that some strangers told us about the mysterious treatment of goonorrhea in the North Sea swept the North Sea not long ago?
Many people who had suffered from monstrosis were able to get up because Chief Jogachon announced the treatment in all directions.
"The men of the Middle Ages led the Bing-go from the front and fought against the Magyo."
"Hey. Does that make sense? How many times do they have to do it?
"Ugh, that's not something I just made up. This is what the warriors of the Bingo said themselves. That's what I'
Everyone who snorted opened their mouths wide. I couldn't help but believe what the warriors said.
"Oh, no, who the hell are they?"
"I heard, what was it called? Hosan? Hwah... um, anyway, the province in the middle of the country is a gate par."
"Isn't it a file room?"
"I heard so."
"Oh, my God.
Everyone who was talking looked at each other's faces. There's no way not to believe it, but it was a story that I couldn't believe.
"If that's true, I'll be thanking them for the rest of my life."
"You know what?"
The warm wind that blew in the North Sea began to melt not only the bingo but also the lives of the North Sea people.
Hawasan's disciples rescued the ice palace and also rescued the North Sea. Therefore, he was well deserved to be treated as a guest of the North Sea Ice Palace and enjoy the pleasures of the North Sea.
......I should have.
"...Ice. Yes, bring me some ice. My body aches to death.”
"Walk, go get the bandage.
Unbearable Jo-Gol threw the bandage off the floor."No, it's not the third day I've been working for you! I'm a patient, too, patient! Can't you see this bandage?”
Then Baek Cheon, who was lying dead on the bed, lifted his head slightly. The long hair sticking out with bandages on its head and face was grotesque.
"Then I'll go?"
Smaller Jo-Gol mumbled as flesh spurted out of both eyes seen between the bandages.
"No... that's not what I mean... but I'm a patient, too."
"Can you walk?”
"So, there's SoSo! Soso's legs are fine, too.
"Soso is a lawmaker. I'll tell him to ask for water?"
"Oh, no, but..."
It was that moment.
Yoon-Jong, lying like a corpse on Baek Cheon's side of the bed, struggled up as if coming up from hell.
"Bring the ice... before you throw it back."
"My cheeks are hurting so much, you son of a b*tc*."
Jo-Gol shrank gently at the sight of grinding his teeth. I couldn't even make excuses because I was guilty.
In a flash, he became a coward and began to move again, even though he was murmuring.
"I should've broken my leg stick......why is my leg all right?"
"No! My legs, my legs! My legs!"
Yoon-jong, who tried to scold Jo-Gol with his eyes open, held his back and laid himself down again.
"Turn it off..."
His eyes, lying on his back, looking at the ceiling, relaxed.
"I feel like I'm going to die..."
"...that's a relief. I don't even have a sense now. I don't even know where it hurts.”
The aftermath of the battle came after the battle.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have died a few times. I'm used to suffering, but it wasn't easy to withstand this kind of injury.
"For God's sake, I don't know if it's marijuana..."
Baek Cheon raised his arm and sharpened his teeth as he saw the dark spots seen between the bandages.
The wound from the maggie constantly eats away at the body. The remaining marijuana in every wound was the evidence.
Thanks to this, the strength that should have been used to restore the body was being used to drive out the demonization.
This is why recovery is slow.
At that time, Hye Yeon, who was lying on one corner of the bed, struggled to get up. And said with a faint groan.
".........I'm not feeling well."
"Sir, I'm feeling better..." Pfft!"
"What's wrong...... Pooh, pooh!"
Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong, who naturally saw Hye Yeon, turned their eyes to the other side regardless of pain. The wounds were numb like crazy, but I couldn't hold back my laughter.
Baek Cheon and Yoon-Jong grabbed their stomachs and repeatedly laughed and suffered.
"Oh, my head..."
"Oh, I'm going crazy, my head! Ugh.
So are he............the shiny hair of Hye Yeon with spots like black petals blooming. As a result, it seemed like there were several large solders left.
I shouldn't be laughing!
I feel like I'm going to die.’
Even though I knew that I had to worry about what I should do because I was hurt while fighting for my life, my body was very honest.
"......what's wrong with you, ladies and gentlemen?"
"Oh, no, no, no, monk."
"Nothing!"Baek Cheon managed to suppress his laughter and calm down and looked back at the ceiling.
It was a terrible war.’
I don't want to go through it again with a straightforward mind. Even though the Magyans are the Magyans, they are still numb to think of the devilish bishop.
I'm lucky to be able to lie down and groan like this.
"Buy it! Try this on. This is our special medicine for party questions, but this is the best for swollen wounds! I just made it. No, it's not. I'll put it on for you, so stay."
Baek Cheon's head turned weak.
Dang-Soso was seen removing Yoo-Esul's bandage and applying a lot of plaster and carefully to his face. It was a careful hand whether it would turn off if I held it or blown away.
"Is that a medicine to reduce swelling?”
"Then I'll... "
Soso took another plaster out of his sleeve and threw it at Baek Cheon.
"Put it on. It'll work well.”
Baek Cheon closed his eyes tightly. His eyes were wet with tears.
'But I'm still the ambassador...
These quills regard metabolic knowledge as a footstool. I'm sure it wasn't like this before, but somehow...
'No, this is all because of the d*mn thing.’
Baek Cheon, who recalled Chung-Myung, raised his head and asked Dang-Soso.
"But it's Soso."
"Is Chung-Myung getting better yet?"
Dang-Soso's face is slightly darker.
"The injury is very severe. Honestly, it's amazing that she's alive."
"I'm done with my trauma, but my internal injuries are so severe... "
Baek Cheon sighed.
Unlike them, who quickly regained consciousness, Chung-Myung remained in a coma for three days after being carried to the ice court.
The injuries were so serious that they could not share a room and were being treated separately in a solitary room.
"You're not going to have a problem, are you?"
"......it won't think it'll be a problem. It's not anyone else, it's Chung-Myung's death penalty."
Baek Cheon nodded slowly at SoSo's words.
"Yes, you should."
Then the door that had been closed suddenly opened. Yoon-Jong got angry without turning his head.
"What's taking you so long to get the ice, son of a b*tc*! It's all ice!"
"You know what?"
Yes, Yoon-jong, who was going to answer, stood up slightly and looked toward the door. Chung-Myung, who had bandages all over his body, was bending his head to the side by side.
"The death penalty has grown. And run me an errand."
"......, uh, when did you get here?”
And why are you all right? Why on earth?
"Ice? Yes, ice is good. I'll give it to you now."
"Cher, Chung-Myung! No, I thought it was Jo-Gol!"
"......that's even more upsetting?"
......uh, that's understandable. Uh, it sounds like it.
Chung-Myung walked toward the window and opened the window. Then he took a chunk of ice off the frozen outer wall and threw it at Yoon-jong.
"Oh, my God, death penalty! Here comes the ice! Ice!"
"More, don't throw it! Ahhhhhhhh!
Yoon-Jong, who got ice in the ice, rolled over the bed screaming to see if the wound had opened.
Seeing that, Chung-Myung kicked his tongue.
"What do you mean you're still so hurt? You're weak! When I was young, I didn't even sew up three or four knives! It's better if you put some dirt on it!"“.......That's because you're from a beggar."
"Dong-ryong, be quiet."
Chung-Myung frowned and roughly grabbed the bandages wrapped around his body.
"Hey, what kind of bandages are you wearing? Uncomfortably."
"Oh, I can't untie it yet..."
Dang-Soso, who was about to dissuade him, was surprised to see Chung-Myung's body, which was revealed as the bandage came off.
The whole body was already full of new flesh, which I thought would be torn apart and cracked and a major scar.
I'm not a full-time lawmaker, but I've seen a lot of injured people. It was totally incomprehensible with her common sense.
At that moment, Baek Cheon stood up scantily.
"......are you all better now?"
"I'm in good shape."
Baek Cheon, who came down from the bed, staggered toward Chung-Myung.
Chung-Myung tilted his head.
It wasn't just Baek Cheon who was weird. Other executions, too, came down from their beds in silence and slowly surrounded Chung-Myung with Baek Cheon.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Baek Cheon grinned at Chung-Myung, who opened his eyes wide.
"You're all better, but we're sick right now."
"No matter how much I think about it, I think it's because your inner work is much more refined."
"........ That's But what about that?"
"So I thought about it."
Baek Cheon showed his teeth slightly aggressively.
"I think we'll get better soon if we get a better history."
"......I suppose so. You're saying something obvious...
His eyes began to go mad.
"Give it to me, public oil."
"I don't expect much. One drop. Just one drop is enough. One drop per person!"
"Give it up, or you'll see the end of it here."
Chung-Myung stared blankly at the death penalty surrounding me.
I don't think we talked in advance, but as soon as Baek Cheon moved, I felt like I was about to cry when I saw his breath blocking a person's retreat.
But... why are you in there?
"......When did the death penalty come?"
"Huh? I'm right now."
"So what do you think the death penalty is about?"
"No, I don't know what's going on, but I think we should do it together."
Chung-Myung slowly turned his head. The blue and sunlight of the sky were pouring down through the open window.
a lengthy death sentence
The kids grew up really well.
A lot... in a different sense...