"Oops, aliases, honey water...Bring me some honey water...….”
A sigh came out of the mouth of a household name.
No, this gentleman is so strong in martial arts, but he is still foolish in his army.
However, instead of accusing Jang Il-so, the family name made him fight to bring honey water. Then, he took the honey water from the quarrel and injected it into the cold air. So that Jang Il-so can breathe in cool honey water.
"Here you are. Please eat."
Jang Il-so, with his face distorted, grabbed a bowl that was given by his family name and gulped it over.
Then he shouted in an disapproving voice.
The saying, "It's a military accident and I should give up," was pushed up to the tip of my tongue, but the pseudonym was swallowed with superhuman patience.
In fact, I didn't want to blame Jang Il-so for now.
What he's done...No, because he saw with his own eyes what he had done.
I didn't know that Jang Il-so met him. The world's pseudonym was something that I had never imagined even in my dreams.
The bowl is different.’
That imagination falls short of reality is what you would say at a time like this.
This is the difference between a monarch and a soldier.
If the focus is on planning accurately and in detail in implementing the work, the pseudonym is clearly superior to that of Jang Il-so. However, the monarch draws a big picture that the military did not dare to imagine.
Jang is the only one who makes a dream-like story casually and brings it down to the realm of reality.
The pseudonym is because I know my lord is so great.… I was rather more dissatisfied.
"……I don't know why, but you don't have to deal with them one by one."
"Tsk tsk. Every time you say that.”
Jang Il-so kicked his tongue when he saw a blunt-looking pen name.
Then he whipped off the blanket he was covering. Coming down from the bed, he began to walk slowly.
The quarrels quickly approached, stripped him of his saliva and began to make up. Wet Jang Il-so's body with a wet towel and wipe the water clean with a dry towel. A high-quality silk inner garment was worn over the exposed upper body.
"If you neglect that little thing, didn't you tell me over and over again that I'd be a pig, too? Do you want me to be an oily pig?"
Jang Il-so, who was familiar with the clothes of the quarrel, glanced back at the pen name. It was a sharp look.
's sharp eyes turn to the family name.
The pseudonym flinched unconsciously. Because I don't know the meaning of that gaze.
a clear rebuke
It is a warning that Jang Il-so's remarks have exceeded an acceptable level.
"You were stupid, Lord Ryeon!"
The pen name has been re-appropriated to the very place.
Jang Il-so's eyes, which had been shooting at the pseudonym without saying a word, were softened again.
"Tsk tsk. Alias, aliases."
"Why don't I know why you're saying that? Still, I'm sure you don't like the way I'm laughing and sharing drinks with low-grade people."
"…It's true that I had such a heart."
"You're not wrong, either.
The touch of a quarrel smoothes Jang Il-so's clothes.
"People need dignity. What a warrior needs, what an ark needs, and what a ryan needs are all different."
"I think so, too."
"But that's just the attitude of someone who'll be satisfied with the position. When you get in position, what's left is a fall."Jang Il-so's face has turned ferocious.
"If I were going to be satisfied with just one thing, I wouldn't have mixed glasses with them either. But if I want something bigger, if I'm still hungry!"
He covered my face with his hand.
"Even if it's a cup of saliva that they spit out, you should be happy to drink it. Authorities don't come from attitudes, they come from strength.”
Stopped for a moment, he lifted his hand, which he had clasped his face. There was a soft smile on his face as if he had never done it before.
"It's getting stronger right now, aliases. Should we stop the warrior from being strong?"
"Ryanism is right a hundred and a thousand times!"
In disguise, the pseudonym that heard it hit my head on the floor.
Jang Il-so frowned.
"No, why are you banging your head? In pain."
"Wake up. Wake up. I told you not to lie down so unnecessarily, but you don't listen. Tsk tsk."
The pen name carefully raised itself.
Whenever this happens, I remind myself that Jang Il-so has lost.
Jang Il-so is not a man he dares to treat easily. The same is true of any action. Neither because Jang Il-so's power is strong nor because it is strong.
It's just because he's such a man.
The quarrel slowly refurbished Jang Il-so's face. When Jang Il-so carefully stepped back after dabbing the red powder on his white face and drawing the eyebrows, Jang Il-so started to dab the rouge on his lips with his finger.
"Lord of the Ryeon!"
At that moment, the door suddenly opens, and Jang Il-so's pinky finger, which was moving delicately over his lips, is slightly disturbed by the shouting.
Jang Il-so's face was deeply unpleasant.
The pseudonym of the pen name, which noticed that he was young even to live in his eyes, shouted quickly.
"Where is this place that you're running into? You idiot!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It's an hourly wage thing!"
"Shut up! I...…!”
Jang Il-so, who wiped away the rouge with the towel he received, turns his head and looks at the person who ran in. The young flesh in his eyes had already disappeared.
"I guess it's a busy job. So, what's going on?"
"The plum blossoms... No, the greenlings and the enemy have stepped down from the island of Gugang."
"The island. Occupied by the Volcanoes...….”
"…and plum blossoms."
Jang Il-so raised her bangs that fell down with her fingers. Then the quarrel quickly approaches, combing his hair, and putting a coffin over his head.
"Empty the plum blossoms and stepped down?"
"Yes! That's right. And Sichundangga is also said to be going back to Sichuan after pulling out of the Janggang River."
The pen name asked back in surprise.
"All of a sudden?"
"……I think from the news we've heard so far, he might have already left."
"No, this is...….”
The pseudonym closed its mouth. The information that came suddenly is not organized in my head.
What are you thinking?’
If they cross the Janggang River, it is not strange to bite them now that the situation has been sorted out, as the plum blossoms and the Sacheondangs guarding the Janggang are the most dangerous.
But what the family name doesn't understand was the urgency.
'We haven't even moved yet.’
It could be anywhere else. He who is frightened is in a hurry to do anything.
But the problem is that volcanoes can't do that.Isn't it the volcano where the gate faction lost its cowardice in a group and wondered what they could do to make them go crazy?
Even when the shaman was frightened and surrendered, it was the volcano that rushed to Jangilso and the bay.
It's a natural thing for a volcano like that to lead, but you're already scared and you're abandoning the Janggang River? Where it's guaranteed to be worth a fortune?
'That can't be true.’
Volcanoes, if he knew them, wouldn't give up huge profits just by worrying.
So what the hell is it for?….
At that time, Jang Il-so swept up a strand of hair and kicked his tongue.
"As soon as the blind little man is released from his cage, he puts a sword in a man's side. Tsk tsk tsk."
The pseudonym flinched at the sight of his face.
There was a strange look on his face. An expression that seems very annoyed but is full of unknown joy.
"You're saying you're not going to fool around? Yeah, that's how you should come out. Of course."
After hearing Jang Il-so's words, the family name asked, "I couldn't stand it."
"Who are you talking about?”
"Who could it be?"
"…do you mean the Volcano Censorship this time again?”
Jang Il-so did not necessarily answer. It's not a pseudonym that doesn't know that silence is positive.
However, the pseudonym did not readily accept the situation.
It's only natural that there's a long way to go in areas he doesn't understand. But how dare a young man like the Volcano Censorship exist in that area?
"Leonju, I dare you to say something."
"…I think the Lord Ryeon overestimated the volcanic censorship. He is not the one who dare to exchange numbers with the Lord. Didn't we even give you the grandiose sign of the Volcanic GeomHyup?"
"Why do you think so?"
"That young man...….”
"Tsk tsk. Alias."
"Do you know how old I was when I first appeared in the Gangho?"
When the pseudonym did not answer, Jang Il-so said as if he was having fun.
"I'm a little older and a little more cautious now than I was then. And became stronger than ever."
"That's right, Lord Ryeon."
"But I'm not smarter.”
"That's what people are like. Growth is just how much you bring out what you have in the end, and a criminal is a cub, and a dog is a dog even when it is grown up. But not to mention dragons."
The pen name bit my lips.
Jang Il-so's words cannot be wrong. But the pseudonym didn't want to admit it.
Just out of jealousy?
The reason why he was angry was not because the Volcanic Geometry Association was superior to him, but because he dared to invade Jang Il-so's existence. For him, it is nothing short of an insult to divinity.
"And it's no different if you're right. The important thing is not that he's capable of sharing with me, but that he's strangling me right now."
"I'm strangling myself, Hashim.….”
The bickering rushed over and brought a large map. When I spread the map on the wide table, Jang Il-so's long and slim fingers touched the middle and middle of the river.
"How is it?"
"This plum blossom, too.
At Jang Il-so's words, the family name, who was looking at Maehwa Island, tilted his head.
"I don't know. It's a place that would be a strategic point for a soldier, but would it matter to a warrior? What's more, we've got a full possession of the Janggang River through the channel.""Tsk tsk. You still only think about fighting."
"If you do……."
"Do you have any idea how much supplies are going in and out of here?"
Jang Il-so giggled and laughed.
"In the last three years, the amount of supplies flowing into Gangnam through Maehwa Island soared to the sky. If we get stuck in here now, it means we're the ones who are suffocating."
"You're a f*cking bastard.”
Jang Il-so changed his teeth. However, the corners of his mouth rolled up as if they were happy.
"It hurts a lot. It's very... very painful."
His blazing eyes turned far away.
Far north, to a mountain with a rugged mountain.