Chapter 178
“The inn is old. It rains.”
I just stared at the poor ceiling.
“It was a bit old here.”
Of course, there was no rain and the ink-colored sky was calm.
What is old is not the inn, but the heart of Jeokcheongang. Recalling painful memories from long ago, you slipped from his eyes.
I thought he was an old man with no blood or tears.’
Hwawang Jeokcheongang.
I didn’t know that such an eccentric master would have such a past.
I had to revise my evaluation of Jo-pil, who I thought was just a crazy person.
‘He was crazy beyond imagination.’
He thoroughly used and abandoned the master who saved him from almost dying. Listening to the story, it was clear that he did not have a handful of guilt until the very end.
Am I a guy full of pure malice? I was surprised to find out that there is, and I was relieved that Jo-pil no longer exists in this world.
“But you managed to escape alive.
Prince Namgung, who must have been paying close attention to him, is a regular customer of martial arts novels.
It is the Namgung family belonging to the five great generations of Cheonhao, which is said to be comparable to the old file room. I don’t know, but it wouldn’t have been a job to catch and kill a fugitive.
without someone’s help.
“if?”
At my question, Jeokcheongang calmly nodded.
“I went to the Changcheon Sword King and asked for it. That was my last dory.”
The disciple left the master, but the master kept such a disciple to the end.
Really, the more I listen to it, the more energetic it can be.
“… … You are amazing.”
“Awesome? The me who raised such a flesh-like soul as a disciple and released it to the world captivated by a private affection?
It was a stupid choice.”
Jeokcheongang spoke with a self-deprecating laugh.
“Changcheon Sword King said that to me too. you’ll regret it That’s right. For the past ten years, every moment has been a regret.”
“If you could go back to that day, what would you do?”
There was no hesitation in the answer.
“I will save you. And you’ll regret it again Even if I had a hundred chances, I would have been at that time.”
‘The me at the time’ would have been like that?
It was a word that sounded meaningful.
It also means that the current Jeokcheon River is different.
‘if?’
I thought that perhaps the ten years might have been a time for preparation in its own way.
It is the preparation of the mind to directly kill the disciple who is still committing evil somewhere in the world.
‘if so… … A thought flashed through my mind, so I asked cautiously, very carefully.
“excuse me.”
“Tell me.”
The quiet voice of the Jeokcheon River. My heart flutters at the profound eyes that seem to see through everything.
I swallowed dry saliva and opened my mouth.
“I know you have something you want to ask me.”
In the first place, facing each other like this is not to recall old memories.
He to me, I to him.
We had questions and answers to each other. And I am not the one holding the hilt.
“I will answer you. anything.”
The one holding the hilt, Jeok Chun-gang, touched the empty glass without a word.
It was an endless silence. one piece? one meal? Or half-time? I didn’t know how much time had passed.
A cold wind was blowing outside, and my whole body was drenched in sweat, perhaps because of the tension.
And finally the long silence was broken.
“… … Are you dead?”
hoarse voice. I try to pretend to be calm, but it is a question with mixed emotions.
When I nodded, the old man’s gray eyes quivered.
“I see. In the end, it happened.”
Jeok Cheon-gang, who was about to tilt his glass, noticed that the glass was empty and laughed heartily.
“I was guessing to some extent. Because I felt traces of the text from you guys.”
It was because of the power gained from the Deterioration Gods.
Just as I guessed that he was the King of Fire through Jeokcheongang’s air power, so was he.
“Did you go comfortably?”
“that.”
It reminded me of Jo-pil, possessed by blood in the chil-gong and struggling.
The guy who had been pulled up to Seoncheonji was killed with half of his upper body blown away after a desperate fight with me.
When I hesitated to answer, Jeokcheongang waved his wrinkled hand.
“It happened. It’s my fault for asking something stupid. Where can there be a comfortable death in a fight between warriors?”
“The pain would have been short-lived.”
“He’s a guy who’s only given pain to so many people in his entire life, so that’s a death beyond his means.”
Contrary to the words, it was a bitter face.
If Jeokcheongang had met Jopil, he would have done the best he could.
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It would have been the quickest, most painless death.
‘Maybe I came back to the world for that.’
However, the purpose of the Jeokcheon River was not achieved. Jo Pil met me one step ahead of his old master and lost his life.
How will the Jeokcheongang react? .
“You are in debt.”
“yes?”
“Did you not hear? He said he owed you.”
“No, I did.”
I do it because I’m bewildered.
I never dreamed that words like that would come out so easily and simply.
Jeokcheongang said to me as I blinked my eyes wondering what was going on.
“Someone had to stop the kid. You did what I should have done ten years ago. and… … Suddenly, Jeokcheongang twitched his lips. As if it’s the first time you’ve ever said that to someone.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally spoke.
“I’m sorry. I sincerely apologize to all of you for my rash behavior earlier.”
A voice came out without my knowledge.
”omg.”
“omg?”
“Oh, no. I was so surprised that I stopped without realizing it.”
“Is it really that surprising that the old lady is apologizing?”
I guess that’s good enough. And while he himself was very awkward, what?
“… … uh, that’s it.”
I blurted out my words, but when I saw Jeokcheongang’s distorted face, I quickly changed my words.
“To think that Hwawangjeokcheongang Daehyeop, who is famous all over the world, even apologized to a younger junior like me!
I just naturally bend my back at the courageous personality and humility of the enemy.”
look at the facial expression There is no separate battle between Jekyll and Hyde.
Whether or not to hit me, Jeok Chun-gang, who was expressing his intense inner conflict with his facial muscles, sighed.
“He’s an unpredictable bastard. Go away.”
“yes.”
“Take all the children with you.”
Cheongpung is sleeping with his forehead on the table, while Hyukmujin is still lying face down in the yard.
Before Jeokcheongang changed his mind, he quickly collected the luggage and was about to go up to the second floor, but one thing he had forgotten about came to mind.
‘Oh right. I have to return the flame height and the sword.’
They say that there is nothing they can do about it because they have already eaten the shrine of deterioration, but they must return the remaining items.
The problem with Jeok Chun-gwang was desperate to end the day today.
“Come on, enemy hostilities. I’m sorry, but I have one more thing to say… … ”
Turning around with a voice the size of an ant, I hesitated the next moment.
Squeak.
Left alone, Jeokcheongang was pouring alcohol.
After one and two glasses, he set down his glass on the empty seat across from him and started drinking without a word.
As I looked at it, I suddenly thought of it.
‘It’s small.’
The back of the giant called the King of Fire was small and lonely, and I quietly turned around and climbed the stairs.
The presence behind his back disappeared, and Jeokcheongang murmured.
“You deserve to die.”
In Anhui Province alone, dozens were killed. I couldn’t even guess how many people have been sacrificed at the hands of disciples in the past decade.
“Did you say he was a strong man? Neither do you. In the end, he died at the hands of someone stronger than you.”
There is no permanent strong or weak.
Jeokcheongang, a master of the highest level, is also an underdog to some people.
However, there are often those who are mistaken for that fact. Drunk with their own strength, or drunk with blood, they set off on the wrong path.
“You look like a pathetic guy.”
Jeokcheongang drank. On that day long ago, the words of the disciple seemed to echo in my ears.
‘I’ve never changed. From the day I first met Master until now, not once.’
It’s something I’ve been thinking about countless times over the past decade. That word pierced his heart like a dagger and made him suffer.
“You mean you haven’t changed, not even once?”
been together for a long time He was a tough teacher at times and took care of his students like a caring father.
No, I believed it.
But all of that was an illusion. If that was true, the path Jang Cheon took would have been very different from now.
“Where is the black hwaseonji from the beginning?”
Coming out into the world is like receiving a piece of hwaseonji.
The many moments that a person goes through from birth to death.
When death finally comes, a picture filled with those moments is completed. The picture drawn by Zhang Chun… … It’s all edible.
Jeokcheongang didn’t know it even though he watched it from the closest.
“Cheon-ah.”
The old man stared at the seat across from the glass. In a place where no one sits, images like illusions come to mind one after another.
A child crouching down and stuffing dumplings, a boy holding a wooden sword his master made for him and his cheeks blushing.
Gradually, the limbs get longer and the eyes become sharper. Suddenly, a tall young man glared at the old man.
‘Kill it.’
That day, Jeokcheongang couldn’t answer anything about the disciple’s day.
However, if I ever meet my disciple again, there is something I definitely want to say.
“I’m sorry. Sorry.”
Wheein.
A cold wind blew through the door of the old inn and brushed the glass.
“Ugh!”
I woke up to the loud noise. For some reason, the excited blue wind was running all over the place.
“This is my palace, but why… … ah.”
right. This was Taewon Jinga, not a guesthouse.
At the same time, the events of yesterday flash through my mind like a panorama. It is no exaggeration to say that the boundary between life and death has been crossed.
well by the way
“Stop running. There is already a lot of dust.”
“You can run today!”
Can you sleep with all this fuss?
Hyuk Moo-jin, who was sleeping in a corner of the floor, also opened his eyes.
“Here… … Is it paradise?”
That guy starts talking nonsense as soon as he wakes up.
I was dumbfounded for a moment, but when I thought about it, I realized that yesterday, while trying to escape alone, I was struck by a duck bone thrown by the Jeokcheongang River and passed out.
“Are you awake?”
“Captain?”
Looking at me, Hyuk Moo-jin opened his eyes wide and sighed.
“It is not paradise.”
“… … What does that mean, you bastard?”
“It is farm. farm. It’s nice to see you alive again.”
“What’s so nice about a guy who tried to run away alone?”
“Hey. Why do you say that again?”
Hyuk Moo-jin, who was trembling, looked around. To be precise, the blue wind running through the room like a train.
“By the way, what’s the fuss about this morning? What’s wrong with you running around like that?”
“I don’t know. They say you can run today.”
“I think you ate something delicious.”
It is clearly bullshit, but if Cheongpung is the target, the credibility rises like crazy.
I asked Cheongpung with a puzzled expression.
“What day is it today?”
The blue wind that had been swirling around the room stopped abruptly.
“Your benefactor doesn’t even know that?”
“… … Let’s refrain from saying the same thing now.
Hearing that from you hurts tenfold.”
“It is the first day of the new year. Wondan (元旦)!”
Hyukmujin and I nodded at the same time.
“Ah, it must have been fabric.”
“Right. It is already fabric.”
“Then I did something else… … you.”
“I see, it’s already been a year???… yes.”
After a moment of silence, a great realization came.
‘Ah, the true value of Taewon.’
It was the moment when Wipin’s threat, which he had heard before leaving the family, resonated vividly in his ears.