Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

Where did the wind come from (2)

The next day, the fire department sent men to each door.

Subjects were gatewagons up to twenty places in the acid sequence. Although there was no clear criterion for dividing the sequences, the sequence was eventually divided by the nature of the competing tightness. Not only in the mountains, but in other areas as well.

Of course, an invitation has come to our family. Even if it collapsed, it was in the top 20.

The invitation said that the banquet would be held at the fire department after three days.

In addition to asking me to attend, I also included that precious guests from the gates of heaven attended. In a situation where the machine-gun has become a Muslim monk, we have no choice but to interpret it as "come."

He tilted his head with a look of ignorance.

“I don't know why they're calling us. ”

Neither the fire department nor the Celestial Gate were the ones my father liked. He was confused that something bad was about to happen.

“I think it's about the person from the heavenly gate. ”

At Mother's words, my father nodded and empathized.

“I think so. The Celestial Gate was originally based in Gwangju (36020; ). They've never been in this mountain before. ”

“When you go to a meeting, you'll see what you mean. ”

It wasn't until I heard your conversation that I opened my mouth.

“I'll go with you. ”

“You?”

“We should follow them around and learn from them. ”

My father tried not to vote on the outside, but the joy was on his face.

“Yes, let's go together. ”

When my mother gladly looked at me, she came as loud as she could and hugged me.

“Bravo, my son. ”

Sometimes I am surprised by this violent expression of affection, but I still like it.

It was much warmer in my mother's arms.

* * *

Three days later, my father and I arrived at the fire department.

The leaders of the twentieth generation, as well as us, participated in the meeting.

At the entrance to Daecheong, a bulldozer journey was greeting an invited guest.

The journey greeted my father closely.

“It is an honor to meet the Great Covenant Wall Lord. ”

My father was also polite.

“I hear the fame of the new ark is echoing through the mountains. Congratulations on becoming the Ark. ”

It was a ritual congratulations between the tribes that had already been sent, but it was the first time we had met in person since the journey became the ark.

“It's a false rumor. I don't know what to do with my body because the wallpaper congratulates me. Thank you."

He was embarrassed by the extreme etiquette of the journey. Although the Ark suffered a catastrophic death, the fire department was still the best wave in the mountains.

Of course, the polite attitude of the journey was because of me. I'm standing behind you. Who are you going to talk to?

The journey spoke to me.

“I hear the Wall's minions have made quite a name for themselves lately. ”

“I got lucky and made some progress. ”

“How will the work of the river be determined by luck? There's no need to be so modest. ”

“Thank you."

The journey told my father.

“You have a wonderful son. ”

My father smiled at me. Especially since there were a lot of people standing in the back of the line. Where can a child be as happy as he is praised in front of others?

My father and I went to Daejeong.

There were already a lot of guests here. One father, one man, told me who they were.

In the twentieth place of the order of the movement, he was given the opportunity to memorize the faces of the leaders of the gateway.

It's been a long time since I've exercised my memory properly. I didn't miss a word my father said. I remembered the faces of everyone who attended.

Song Woo-kyung from Songa Province arrived a little late.

“If I'd known you were coming, I'd have brought a painter. ”

He was frustrated, but I only smiled.

All the invited people gathered. I gathered around and speculated about this meeting today. No one knew exactly.

About halfway through, the door opens and enters the road. After that, four men came in.

A man who looked like he was in his mid-twenties walked in from the front. Perhaps he was the essence of the clothing and atmosphere. I was surprised because I was much younger than I thought. Mabonggi, how old did this old man sow his seeds?

G.

Two of the three men who followed behind him, like escorting him, were people I knew.

First, the elderly with gray hair was the fire age.

He used a fancy wire with flowers as a reading weapon, but he was once unable to enter the Muslim Senate.

I didn't give permission at the time because of his temper. He was a man of politics and propaganda and a powerful urge. However, even though humanity may not be good, one person was really good.

The opposing Pokémon ignores the flower painting as a debt, but not one or two of the dead masters shattered their heads. It has been in the air for twenty-four years, but I shouldn't be careless either.

Old ginger is spicy. The number of spleens they twisted up is a technique that really matches the last one.

Anyway, he didn't seem to be in touch with the Celestial Gates at all. He was always after power. Rather, it was very natural.

The man who came next to him in his mid-40s was a master in the heavenly gate.

His name is Sigon.

He was one of the two masters of the Celestial Gate when he hosted a friendly event in the Muslim blind one day.

I still remember him as the one who used a really impressive sword. Since it was seven or eight years ago, it would have improved even more now. He was young, but considered to be better than a flamethrower.

The other one was a beauty that was hard to predict her age. In a way, it looks young, and in a different way, it looks quite old.

One thing was for sure, she was also a strong person who felt quite good. But I didn't wear a sword or a blade. If the revolution around my waist was not a refinement, then I must have used the law. A woman with a strange feeling.

The prayer of the spirit master was as different as these three extraordinary people.

It is not compared to the children who gathered at the previous Association of the Mountain Late Index banquet. He was clearly showing that he was different from the children of the Mountain.

Nevertheless, my first impression was very bad. I didn't like the look of it. He was the same age as a guardo, but his eyes looked like those of a fortieth generation. It wasn't clear and I felt all sorts of sheaves.

The people who had gathered in their presence were nervous. It was a strange feeling that people had come down from the heavenly gate.

Everyone was the leader of a clan, but no one could stand here to be beaten by a fire age or a poem. I was forced to shrink in my prayers.

After a brief greeting from the journey, he introduced the spirit spirit.

The essence has risen to the top.

“It's an honor to meet the heroes of the Mountain. I also thank the Fire Lord for arranging this place. ”

He pointed as if he were introducing a bulldozer, and naturally encouraged applause.

He was beaten in front of twenty tattoos, and he was confident. And respectful.

“I have one announcement to make today. ”

After gathering his gaze for a moment, he opens his mouth. There was something I really didn't expect.

“I'd like to set up a small palanquin in the mountains. ”

Everyone was surprised. There was a heavy static in the intestine.

They all think alike.

Even though the Muslim monks had many children, he was indeed the blood of the oath.

The first idea is, is it really small? Did the blood of the beast come all the way to this mountain just to build a small palace?

Even if you yield it a hundred times, will it be enough to attract everyone?

It could have been the establishment of a gateway with a billy. It's like a mountain camp at the Celestial Gate. If you build your own doorway, you will face the direct opposition of the local wave, so you will build a strong opinion. If that's not the case, then...

I'm sure you're up to something.

“I'd like you to do me a favor. ”

The atmosphere subsided even further.

Depending on how I interpreted the words to ask for help, I had no choice but to interpret the words to rob the money.

At that time, Kwak Taei, Choeng Mun-ju, appeared.

“Hahaha, of course we can help you. ”

As he smiled, his close friend, the Kowloon Ark, Seok Mundo, left together to unwind the stiffness.

“If you come down and take control of the mountain, isn't that a great blessing for our mountain? ”

“You're right. ”

“Welcome to the Mountain. ”

I talked to Gwak Taei and Seok Mundo because they gave me this.

I could tell. Prior to this meeting, the plaintiff had already met Jung Soo and promised to support him. He would have dragged Seok Mundo back into the fold. Of course, the order may have shifted, and Seomundo may have drawn the line.

The atmosphere was slow except for the two of them.

The innkeeper once looked around the intestine and fixed his gaze on our side.

Father and Song Woo-kyung were making a firm face like the other leaders.

“Isn't that the bay by the Wall Gate? ”

The innkeeper suddenly pointed at his father.

He didn't eat with him, but when he saw his face, he was slightly embarrassed.

“That's right. I'm leading the inspection of the Wall. ”

“You don't look well, are you having any discomfort? ”

He asked politely and would not have said anything else.

“I'm feeling a little under the weather. ”

“Oops. You did. ”

The spirit spirit descends from the deck and comes this way. I felt a truly sinister aura.

He came to his father and the spirit took something out of his arms. It was a small vial the size of a finger.

“Drink this and you'll be fine. ”

My father was embarrassed.

No, actually, I was more embarrassed. Do you know what it is and drink it?

However, the opposing Pokémon is doing them a favor and it's hard to refuse.

Even though my father couldn't do this or that, I looked straight at him. Any malice possessed by the eyes of the grinning spirit. It was something that ordinary people never noticed.

It was because I had experienced all kinds of evil people.

The feeling he felt in his smile was a terrible cold.

The spirit master was furious and said.

“Oops! I made a big mistake. I took out the wrong medicine in a hurry. This drug was poisonous. If you ate it because you didn't bring it, you would have been ruined. ”

The atmosphere became heavier and so did his father's expression.

He admired the spirit.

“This is the doorway to the once famous Wall Seal Gate. You have to be careful and careful all the time if you want to survive in Kangho. I learned a lot today. ”

It was so polite that I was confused whether this was a mistake or a threat.

But this was an obvious threat.

You can poison yourself.

But his threats did not end there.

He looked at me.

“Is this your son? He's handsome with all the fuss. Hahaha.”

My father's expression became stronger and my new brother trembled. It was obvious not to ask why he pointed at me when he was poisoned. You can even kill your family.

Song Woogyeong, who was next to me, quickly started talking.

“If so, where do you intend to build it? ”

If Father could not endure his anger, he decided that the disadvantage was this way.

The spirit spirit bowed his head and apologized politely to his father.

“I apologize again for my earlier mistake. ”

Then he went back to his place and said,

“The irrelevant plan is to build on the outskirts of Jenam. I'm going to start at the right scale and increase gradually.... ”

He starts a detailed talk about irrelevance.

Song Woo once held his father's hand under the table. It meant that it was well tolerated.

My father emptied his cup without saying a word.

I could tell. He set an example of my father to threaten everyone here. In a very nasty, dirty way. No matter what he said, the result would not be different. He was always my father.

at the expense of.

My expression was grave, but my heart was as cold as ice.

How dare you touch my father? You tripped over me, too?