Episode 122 white haired man
“welcome.”
While drinking tea, the Lord of the Palace of Blood spoke a respectful word to the old man who appeared. When the group turned their heads, they saw an old man walking with difficulty at the entrance of the main hall, supported by a young man.
The old man with white hair stopped walking and stared at the Sword Demon with his eyes wide open.
“oh… “It seems Master Jwa really came to visit.”
The Sword Demon stood up with a surprised expression and approached the old man.
“Mr. Commander, it’s been a while since I saw you.”
The old man lightly tapped the back of the hand of the young man he was supporting.
“Yongmyeong, thank you. Please wait a moment.”
“yes.”
I also looked at the old man and the sword demon with my eyes wide open. The Sword Demon naturally supported the old man and led her to the table where she was drinking tea.
Looking closely, it was an old man who looked like he was well over a hundred years old.
After pouring the tea himself, the Lord of the Palace of Blood turned the round table around.
“Please eat. “Elder.”
The old man smiled brightly and answered.
“thank you. Lord of the palace. I came out after hearing that customers had come for the first time in a long time. “It’s so nice and nice to see Master Jwa’s face for the first time in a long time before he dies.”
The old man stroked the back of the sword demon next to him as if he were a grandchild. The Sword Demon smiled and answered.
“Elder, I left the church after having a fight with the religious leader. “It’s no longer a leftover death.”
“Oh yeah? “I didn’t even know that.”
The old man looked at the people sitting around the table and added:
“I am really worried that the number of people speaking directly to the religious leader is decreasing. Who are the young companions?”
Gyoyoung introduced the old man’s words.
“This is Prince Meng Yan of the Wind and Cloud Dreamers, this is Li Zhaha, the lord of Hao Mun, and the group of Uncle Sword Demon.”
The old man came out, looked at the lecher, and then introduced himself.
“Confucius Confucius, this Zhou Wen. “This old man is called Heo Gyeom.”
Since the person was very old, Saekma and I spoke politely.
“Elder, it’s called Mong-yeon. Please speak comfortably.”
“Elder, let’s do it.”
He seemed to be a person who was treated with respect even by the palace lord and was treated as a great leader to the extent that even the senior Sword Demon stood up.
Elder Heo Gyeom asked the Lord of the Palace of Blood.
“Palace, what were you talking about? This old man probably didn’t interfere, right? In fact, when Master Zuo came to visit, he came on purpose because he wanted to participate in the conversation.”
The Lord of the Blood Night Palace pointed at me.
“Here, Lord Hao Wen is trying to attack an assassination group called Saryugok, and is requesting help from the main palace. “Do you know Saryugok?”
Elder Heo Gyeom suddenly took out an old notebook from his wide sleeve.
“It’s Saryugok, just wait a moment. I remember. However, it is not as accurate as the records, so I will report it after seeing it.”
Everyone looked at the old notebook in Elder Heo Gyeom’s hand.
When I opened the worn and worn cover, there were small letters written all over it. Elder Heo Gyeom, who was scrolling through a few pages, read one part.
“It is briefly summarized in the spraying section. Saryu Valley is always foggy. The apostate Instructor Seven and his disciples went into hiding and carried out assassination activities, but it was difficult to eradicate the remnants as there were also those who had learned the true method. Many of the religious leaders died, and many of those sent to suppress them were also killed. Later, they were suppressed by an instructor dispatched by the church and the remnants were beheaded and their residences were burned down. However, Instructor Chil’s body was not found. “It looks like they have settled down again, right?”
I looked at Elder Heo Gyeom blankly and answered.
“I don’t know the details. “It kept sending spray to me, so I found out about it while tracking it.”
Elder Heo Gyeom looked at me and smiled.
“You’re young, but you’re already suffering from assassins. “It appears that Munju’s activities were very active.”
I answered Elder Heo while feeling strange.
“I ended up fighting here and there.”
Looking at him walking with difficulty, he is clearly an old man who has lost his martial arts skills.
However, it was surprising that he didn’t feel particularly weak and seemed like someone worthy of being polite.
It wasn’t an atmosphere created simply because of age.
At one time, it was so strong that it shattered the world, so I felt like it was a lingering atmosphere.
It was not immediately clear why such a person had become so weak.
In any case, the Lord of the Blood Night Palace was sufficiently polite, and the Sword Demon also jumped up and helped him, so it seems that Elder Heo in front of him was an important figure in the church.
Gyoyoung asked.
“Elder, what is Instructor Chil?”
Elder Heo Gyeom responded.
“Oh, that’s just my expression. What I have organized is mainly related to teaching. The seventh instructor simply means the seventh instructor who trained assassins in the school. You can think of it as the leader of the spraying organization. In the days when the religion was powerful, there were many talented people. As the power weakened due to the succession dispute, instructors went out and established a survival group. The instructors who developed Salsu are the ones who studied and learned the worst parts of teaching. I think it would be a good idea for the palace lord to organize the affairs of Saryugok together with Lord Haomun here.”
The Lord of the Blood Night Palace nodded.
“Yes, Elder.”
At this point, it was a question and answer to the point where I didn’t know who the palace lord was.
I looked at Elder Heo Gyeom blankly.
Anyway, I couldn’t help but guess that he was a legendary figure in the Demonic Cult. Of course, I didn’t know anything about the people from the Demonic Cult’s squadron, but that was the case due to the atmosphere and circumstances.
Anyone who has survived in the magic island for over 100 years.
How many fights, betrayals, deaths, and births could this man have seen with his own eyes?
Judging by his age, he seemed like a saint, so I sipped my tea with a curious mind.
Elder Heo Gyeom actively participated in the conversation as if he valued the remaining time. Then he suddenly said this to the lecher.
“Confucius Dream.”
“yes.”
“Can you please give me your hand? “I want to check my strength.”
The color demon looked slightly embarrassed, but after checking the sword demon’s expression, he held out his hand. Elder Heo Gyeom grabbed the lecher’s wrist like a doctor in a state of exhaustion, and he smiled.
“Ah, are there any survivors from Jade Flower Palace… … .”
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The devil nodded his head slightly.
“Oh, yes. That’s right. “My mother’s side.”
Elder Heo Gyeom stroked the demon’s hand.
“You have grown up really well. I know that the Jade Palace has a continuous pulse, but this is my first time seeing it in person. I’m glad that the excellent martial arts streak hasn’t stopped. Confucius Mong.”
“yes.”
“You must have had a lot of trouble training.”
“Oh, no. “I have met the teacher and am receiving good guidance.”
The Sword Demon nodded.
“Elder, you are my disciple.”
Elder Heo Gyeom smiled and looked at the Sword Demon.
“It is surprising that Master Zuo accepts disciples. Jade Flower Palace’s Ice Blade is ultimately a great martial arts skill, so please do not pass on the Light Blade.”
The Sword Demon nodded.
“I think so.”
Suddenly, I straightened my posture and sat down.
This old man is no ordinary man.
The atmosphere was such that if a veteran retired and survived for another half-hundred years, he would become the old man in front of us.
Ominously, this time Elder Heo Gyeom looked at me.
I thought as I looked at Elder Heo Gyeom.
‘ah… … Let’s not do that.’
Elder Heo Gyeom spoke in a polite tone.
“The Lord of the Moon may be displeased, but this old man is the kind of person who can’t stand being curious…” … “Can he examine his inner strength like he did with Confucius Meng?”
Even though I knew it wasn’t a bad intention, I responded in a mixed tone.
“Yes, then. Please teach me.”
Elder Heo Gyeom lightly placed his finger on my wrist, but before long, he withdrew his hand.
Elder Heo Gyeom, whose complexion suddenly changed, looked at me blankly.
“… … .”
* * *
Gyoyoung got up and brought water.
“Elder, please drink some water.”
With the atmosphere becoming cold, the Prince of Blood, the Sword Demon, and the Dark Demon looked at Elder Heo Gyeom and me in turn, who did not say anything.
Elder Heo Gyeom drank some water and only then did his expression relax.
“Master Moon, your accomplishments are remarkable at such a young age. “Is it possible that Lord Wen is also a disciple of Zuo Sa?”
The Sword Demon answered instead.
“no.”
“Sorry for the question, but are you a believer?”
The Sword Demon answered calmly.
“His usual behavior is a bit extreme and he is rude in his words and actions, but his intentions are highly regarded regardless of his age. Elder He, Hao Wenju is not a bad man. Don’t be on guard. If you have something to say, say it without hesitation. “I will listen with you.”
“Can I briefly know what you have been up to?”
“I understand that they mainly killed and absorbed a lot of the black power in the region where Munju was born and organized them.”
“Has there been any dispute with Meng or Gyowa yet?”
“yes.”
Only then did Elder Heo Gyeom look at me.
“Are you a disciple of Samjae?”
I shook my head.
“no. “Is that possible?”
Elder Heo Gyeom said.
“Sometimes I feel embarrassed because I know so much. That’s what happens when you come across something you don’t understand. This year my age will add eleven years to one hundred years. Lord Moon is very young, but he possesses both extreme yang and extreme yin energy, so I can’t help but be embarrassed. In fact, the martial arts practiced by the sect master are like that. I was confused for a moment because I thought the sect might have sent a disciple he secretly raised here. “If Lord Wen mastered it on his own, then this old man pays his respects.”
I nodded.
“I see. I understand.”
Of course, since the leader wanted to take Heaven, he would have learned the martial arts of yin and yang in harmony. It was natural for an elder who had been at the church for a long time to be surprised when he examined me.
Elder Heo Gyeom asked me.
“I have never heard of an organization called Haomun. Did you create it?”
“yes.”
“What is the purpose of the sect?”
“It was created with the intention of leaving workers alone.”
Elder Heo Gyeom laughed with an expression of bewilderment.
“That’s the hottest answer I’ve ever heard about the purpose of a faction.”
Gyoyoung asked.
“Elder, what’s so hot about it?”
Elder Heo Gyeom said.
“It always happens that workers are harassed. In that case, it is no different from saying that the purpose of the faction is to fight for life. “I have heard of the rise and fall of many sects, but this is the first time something like this has happened.”
I nodded.
“It’s not wrong.”
Elder Heo Gyeom asked me.
“Do you have a good combination of yin and yang?”
As soon as the story about martial arts came out, I answered carefully.
“It’s not smooth because you have to learn it alone. And it’s still just an introductory level.”
“okay.”
Suddenly, Elder Heo Gyeom looked at the Lord of the Palace of Blood.
“Palace lord.”
“yes.”
“Playing Saryugok. I hope the palace lord will actively help Hao Wenju. “I’m sorry for saying this presumptuously.”
The Lord of the Blood Night Palace answered.
“no. “I will do that.”
“Would you please?”
“yes.”
This time, Elder Heo Gyeom looked at me with burdensome eyes.
“Lord Moon.”
“yes.”
“This old man is very old. No matter when, if I become a lowly person, Lord Mun, please help Hyeolya Palace.”
“yes?”
As soon as I answered, I looked at the expressions of people around me. Sword Demon, Gyoyoung, and Lord of the Blood Night Palace all looked embarrassed, as if it wasn’t a pre-planned statement.
Lord Blood Night Palace said.
“Elder, what do you mean? “We are not local military officers.”
“Yes, I know.”
Elder Heo Gyeom looked around and said.
“When I die, the religious leader will come to the palace. That’s when I ask for help. It may sound strange, but it is. Could it be that the religious leader is afraid of me? I guess I just pretended not to see it because I once saved a young religious leader. I wasn’t even a religious leader at that time. The leader of the cult is not a man who takes care of others or considers their circumstances, but he distinguishes between the benefactors and the won when it comes to matters related to his life. And knowing that is why I have been staying in the palace all this time.”
Suddenly, Elder Heo Gyeom looked at me with clear eyes.
“This palace came from Gyo, but after becoming independent, it did not kill the weak who had not learned martial arts. Moonju is a man who helps the weak, so please help this palace with a generous heart in the future. “Even if they come from a magic island, they are not all the same devils.”
I have never felt so scared by the look in a man’s eyes that told me he had lost his inner strength.
It was such a bizarre request that I just glossed over it.
“If there is anything I can help you with… … .”
Heogyeom cut me off.
“Lord Moon.”
“yes.”
“Only when someone extends a hand can people escape from the spell, even if only occasionally.”
I was also confused because the old man, who was 100 and 11 years older than me, was so upset.
“Elder, I have a question… … .”
“Ask.”
I asked while looking at Heo Gyeom.
“How did you lose your martial arts skills?”
Heo Gyeom responded.
“There was a time when this old man was arrogant and thought he was strong. “He ended up interfering with the actions of a well-known man.”
“Who is that?”
“He later became a member of Samjae.”
I was startled and checked the expressions of the Sword Demon and the Blood Night Palace Lord. There was no change in their expressions, as if the two people already knew each other. Only then could I understand the cautious attitude of the palace lord and the sword demon.
Anyway, this old man is a man worthy of respect.
This is because there are not many people who compete with Samjae and survive.
In front of me, a rare man with white hair was looking at me with an old face.
I must have been so impressed that I opened the mouth in my usual tone.
“Wow… “Old man, you were a manly man.”
“… … .”
The atmosphere became cold.
Humans tend to repeat the same mistakes, and that’s what I’m talking about.
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