Chung-Myung's eyes were full of red blood.
My grip on my neck was getting stronger.
How strong the force was being pushed, the cracked wall creaked and almost collapsed at any moment.
A white bubble leaked out of Jinyang Gon's mouth, which opened its eyes. It looked as if he was about to die with his tongue out, but Chung-Myung didn't seem to have any intention of watching his situation.
Chung-Myung, who was about to throw Jinyang Gon back into the wall, paused momentarily. Then he turned his cold gaze.
"What is it says.
Behind his back, Baek Cheon was standing with a sword pointed at him. And next to him, Yoo-Esul waved his sword.
"What do you mean."
Baek Cheon said, turning his head slightly.
"I think the bastard is doing something stupid, so I thought he'd come to his senses if I gave him a hole in his back."
"You'll get in trouble."
Chung-Myung, who returned to his senses slightly, smirked.
"…Thank you very much for that.”
"Don't mention it."
Chung-Myung kicked his tongue briefly and let Jinyang Gon go.
Jinyang Gon, who hit the wall, coughed his throat as he fell to the floor.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
Jinyang Gon breathed and coughed, making a near-sickening sound. Chung-Myung, who was staring at the scene, turned his head slightly.
"As you can see."
Baek Cheon slipped aside and showed the situation behind him. People who seemed to have seen it from somewhere were rushing to the metal copy.
The iron-mimics were busy running away, unable to dare to confront whether they had already lost their will to fight back.
"I don't know who's the big pushover here, but he's pretty capable. He must have persuaded the Geumgeombuju to lead all the Geumgeombu."
"If you're a beggar, you'll never wake up."
Chung-Myung, who was looking back with a small nod, threw his eyes at Jinyang Gon again. Jinyang Gon crumpled into the corner as if he were about to enter the wall when his eyes met.
"Sa, Sa, Sal, Save me!"
Chung-Myung looked at it in silence.
Baek Cheon, who was a little worried that Chung-Myung might rush back, took a step forward without realizing it.
If it were normal, I would have understood and returned to my calm state if I had said this, but Chung-Myung was definitely weird today.
"What's your name?"
But fortunately, Chung-Myung opened his mouth instead of rushing.
His voice subsided more than usual, creating a strange sense of pressure, but it was fortunate that he didn't make a fuss to kill him right away.
"Ji, Jin..." It's Jinyang Gon!"
Jinyang Gon replied with a white face.
He used to calmly cheat in front of Geumgeombuju and somehow make up words in my favor, but now he didn't dare to do so.
'They were eyes that would've killed me.’
No, I don't care about your eyes.
Didn't that white-blooded man turn you into a high-marriage in front of your eyes? No one else but the empty people from the bay.
Discussing lies in front of such a man was like pulling a knife out of his hand and putting it on his neck."Answer me."
"The martial arts……."
Chung-Myung, who opened his mouth, paused.
As if I can't figure out what to ask and how to ask.
"Where did you get that martial arts?”
"What if it's martial arts?"
"The martial arts you're learning."
Chung-Myung's eyes are slightly distorted again.
"Where, I learned it."
"My, you mean my martial arts? It's just....”
Jinyang Gon gulped down his dry mouth.
"The story goes down to our...….”
Jinyang Gon screamed and wrapped his head with both hands when he saw Chung-Myung's hand grabbing the sword handle.
"No! No! No! Shut up, listen till the end! It's just a combination of my company's martial arts and my accidental emergency!"
Baek Cheon, who had been listening, frowned.
"Yes! Joe, it's a big combination, but it's a mixture of herbivores, yes."
The sweat dripped from Jinyang Gon's face.
'For the d*mn martial arts!’
Combining the two martial arts was never an easy task. Jinyang Gon would never have tried if he knew the result would be like this.
Because of the vague mixture of martial arts, his swordsmanship became a shining dog apricot.
Originally, he was not particularly strong, but when he mixed the two things together and learned the martial arts, he became a half-baked master. It was not only colorful, but it could not be developed properly.
In addition, Jinyang Gon was in a difficult position to live as a warrior as he kept twisting the original swordmanship.
Seeing Chung-Myung's cold eyes, Jinyang Gon babbled on unasked words.
"Joe, combined ignorance was not very powerful, but someone who saw me perform it asked me if I wasn't a Hwasanian.….”
"Does that make sense?"
Baek Cheon walked on the street, but Yun-jong, who was listening to the story, nodded as if he had a point.
"It could be if someone who doesn't know sees it. The herbivores I saw earlier looked like crushed plum blossoms."
"It just seemed red and white flashing."
"You don't have that kind of knowledge. It's not strange for anyone who's only heard of Hwasan's sword."
"…is that so?"
Baek Cheon looked so incomprehensible, but Jinyang Gon nodded violently with a look of a rope from heaven.
"Yes! Yes, that's right! I didn't say that first, people asked me first if I was a student of Hwasan.….”
Baek Cheon, who had roughly understood the situation, had a blank smile coming out of his mouth. Jinyang Gon couldn't even make eye contact and bowed his head.
"So I somehow ended up posing as a Hwasan disciple, and it just snowballed and...….”
Baek Cheon opened his eyes faintly.
That's a load of course.
Even if it started out as a misunderstanding, Jinyang Gon eventually pretended to be Hwasan's disciple and tried to cheat by naming Hwasan to the Golden Prosecutors' Office.
The moment Baek Cheon tried to point it out, Chung-Myung's mouth opened.
"Where did you get that class?”
"…Do you mean emergency?"
Yoon-jong, who heard from behind and tilted his head, asked Chung-Myung.
"What about the class? Apparently, in the middle of mixing different martial arts, a sword with a brother similar to Hawasan's sword was created by chance."Chung-Myung stared persistently at Jinyang Gon without a reply.
He grabbed Jinyang Gon by the collar again when the answer didn't come out immediately.
Then I put my face in and grind my teeth.
"Can't you hear me?"
"Rain, rain, rain, rain, pay! I bought it from a hunter in my neighborhood!"
Jinyang Gon nodded furiously as suspicions were young in Chung-Myung's eyes.
"Yes! Sa, a wild animal was biting...….”
For a moment, Chung-Myung's hand relaxed.
Jinyang Gon, who glanced up at Chung-Myung's face, thought he was barely alive, shut up for a moment.
I've never seen it anywhere.
The person with this look on his face is...
"…What's the emergency?"
Chung-Myung's slightly trembling voice gradually found calm.
"Where's the emergency?”
"I, in my hometown...….”
"And the hunter who saved the guard lives near it, right?"
Chung-Myung nodded slowly.
"Guide me, to your hometown."
Jinyang Gon's eyes widened at the unexpected remark.
"My hometown is very far from here, but...….”
"I don't care."
Chung-Myung said sternly and bluntly.
"I don't care. Wherever it is, it goes to the end of the world."
After speaking, Chung-Myung looked back. Before I knew it, the five swords, all gathered, were looking at him.
As soon as Chung-Myung was about to say something, Yoo-Esul spoke first.
"You're serious, aren't you?"
"It's a must-
Yoo-Esul stared at Chung-Myung instead of talking. It was Baek Cheon who completed the question.
"You're saying we should also check where the pay grade came from."
Chung-Myung nodded silently instead of answering. There was a slight hesitation on Baek Cheon's face.
"But Chung-Myung. We are in the order of the long-….”
But Chung-Myung gently interrupted Baek Cheon. It was a calm voice that was not coercive.
Chung-Myung, who bit his lips for a while, said.
"I have to check.”
I didn't even have to listen to him. Baek Cheon turned his head around.
And ordered in a calm and calm voice.
"Organize the situation. It moves quickly. We confirm the destination from the author and prepare to run nonstop in the middle."
The two nodded quickly.
"Tell the truth to the opening and say we're out right out. Tell them you're going to leave it to clean up.
Baek Cheon looks back at Yoo-Esul.
"Just in case, I'll give a rough explanation of the situation to Geumbu-ju."
"I got it."
Chung-Myung stared at Baek Cheon as his disciples dispersed in unison for their duties.
"That's enough. Let's hear the explanation later. I'll just have to take a look outside."
Baek Cheon turned around and sighed secretly. I felt heavy on my feet were heavy.
God d*mn it.
How can you say no to that face, you son of a b*tc*?
Chung-Myung, who was staring at Baek Cheon's back as he walked out, looks up to the sky. The sun, seen between the broken angles, was too bright.
"...You've given me a chance, haven't you?”
"There must have been a deity and a sword in one of those emergencies."
"Hey, that's right. It was so old that it felt like it was going to crumble any minutely.…I think I've overlapped two copies. Two other martial arts...….”Chung-Myung nodded very slowly.
It was so bloody dazzling.
Why do you have a decent pay grade?
- This makes it easier to carry around.
Why would you carry it around? What kind of lunatic goes out on the battlefield with an emergency?
- My role is to protect Hwasan's ignorance. You can't stop learning from this. It's the safest thing for me to carry around.
Didn't you ever think it'd be more of a problem if you went first?
Haha, I have the death penalty. Do you want me to die? That's not going to happen.
It's because of the bloody dazzling sun that makes my eyes cold and I can't breathe well.
Even if the only thing left is the white bone. No, even if that white bone was crushed into powder...….
I'll definitely recognize you.
- Death penalty.
"I'm sure I'll find it."
It was a more painful day because it was clear without a cloud.