Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

Only after returning to the Oval Office did Samachun speak his mind.

“White White White White, just as I expected. ”

The wall carefully said that.

“You mean you didn't receive a sword from a gall? ”

“That's what I saw at first. But... ”

When Samacheon took a few moments, Nazik said.

“When I asked you last time, you were so calm. Of course, since he has led the Blind Squad for so long, I'm sure everyone will be calm. But that calmness earlier, it was a little different. It's like practicing in case this happens.

It's like calmness, you know? ”

“You're sharp, too. ”

However, Samantha soon tilted her head.

“That's weird. If you hid such a precious sword, why are you wandering around blindly? Without going far? ”

Samantha will never know. I had to leave the Blind Clan because I missed the abyss so much, and I couldn't get away from the Blind White Heart.

“You must be up to something. ”

The one who originally suspected the White White White White Walls was the wall. He did not come out after examining the amount of seaweed, so of course he wanted the sword to be in the White White White Paper. So he could prove he didn't do anything wrong.

“We need to investigate. ”

“I'll take care of it. ”

“How?”

The Joker thought he would never find the sword in the usual way. The opponent was a former Blind Man, and all I had to do was find him.

“It's better if you don't know how. ”

It meant taking care of it personally. It also meant that if something went wrong, he would take responsibility from his own good.

“You know that, right? He was the most heavily armed escort in the world. ”

“Of course.”

Only after I warned you to be so careful did I leave the work to you.

“Fine, I'll leave you to it. ”

The wall goes out and Samantha walks to the window.

Just then, the amount of seaweed was walking this way with lots of books and documents. It was late at night, but I was working.

Samachun looks at him expressionlessly.

At that time, the seagull looked this way and greeted politely.

“Are you still up? ”

Samachun had a gentle look on his face, like an actor on stage.

“You've been through a lot lately. ”

Even though I knew it was hard because I had so much to give, Samachun made a cheeky smile.

“I'm getting old, too, because I'm losing my head. Good night, then.”

After greeting again, I walked on my way.

I could feel the cold look coming from behind me.

You turn your back, but you don't build even a little gullet. He knew he was being watched.

I was acting like a complete loser because it was still time to buy myself a body. I know that Samantha doesn't believe in herself yet.

But one day you will. That's when he really thought he had surrendered.

But that's when the counterattack will begin.

So you're just waiting for that day and wasting your time helplessly? No, I've already activated my own distress call. He spent a long time in the military, living in the limelight.

There were a lot of men who gave their lives to their orders, not the orders of the Muslims. Most of them were setups. He had infiltrated important locations, not only within the blindness, but in various groups throughout the Middle East. They will help themselves

1.

His goal is not Samantha.

After that, the matchmaker, and after that someone else was the target.

After the inauguration of the Horseman, I secretly observed and investigated the Horseman who became a blind man. So the conclusion was this: There's someone else behind it. Judging by the march of the Ondrite Horseman, it was never his doing.

‘I don't know how you killed the oath, but I will find out and avenge it. Whether it takes 10 years or 20 years. ’

I will do anything for that day.

* * *

I rented a room in the guestroom not far from the White House.

The first thing to do is find out what the Samaritans are looking for. If he has it, he's in a very dangerous position.

Samachon asked me earlier. Weren't the seagulls handing over supplies?

Is he looking for something with the amount of seaweed? Or are they looking for my stuff?

Seeing Samantha move herself, it doesn't look like much of an ordinary object. What's so important about it? I don't know about the amount of seafood, so I started thinking about my things.

I didn't usually like to collect or decorate things, so there was nothing particularly important to say. Nevertheless, they did not have gems like nighttime pearls, nor did they have elixirs or merit.

I'm the one who's been living off a sword my whole life.

At the next moment, I was furious with the thought of one thing.

No way.

I woke up in my place without even knowing it.

Sura Myung Wang Sword?

Suddenly, I remembered a conversation with the previous amount of seagulls. It was about a decade ago.

“The oath is always the Sword of Silent Mystery. There are many swords in Blind's report, but you haven't used them in months and sent them back? ”

“Did I do that? ”

“The fact that you don't even know that means that you care about the Sword of Nara Myung Wang. ”

“I've been holding it for a long time, and now it feels like I'm me. If I die, take this sword and give it to someone worthy of it. ”

“Don't even joke about it. Decades later. ”

“Haha. This guy, I'm over the age of sixty. ”

Ah, I thought maybe he really did take the Sword of Nara. If that were the case, the Samaritan would not give up easily.

Another scene that comes naturally to mind the next moment.

A blade and shield ornament hanging from the walls of a tavern.

Oh, my gosh!

When I first saw it, I was just trying to decorate the tavern.

But I've never seen a white white white carving anything in my life. I've never heard of such a hobby.

Did you hide the Sura Myung Wang Sword in that ornament?

* * *

The next day I found 10,000 pieces on the battlefield and went to the InformationDealer.

There were infinite numbers of intelligence organizations, as there was a Muslim headquarters.

Information organizations were not as covert as they used to be, but as they were legitimately competitive, so information phenomena could be found throughout the streets.

I went to the Celestial Hall of Independence.

Bullura, who had gone to look for the gallstones, was run by the Observatory.

It is, of course, the seat of Parliament, and the infinite branch of the Celestial Hall is elsewhere.

The information I entrusted there was information about a man who followed the Samaritan. From what I saw yesterday, he was no ordinary bodyguard.

Samaceon brings only one person to the tavern.

In other words, it means that he is a reliable person who takes him on a secret journey. I expected Samantha to let him handle this.

Not a bad investment, though. You need to know what the Sioux are like as a Muslim general.

We should be very careful if we are to investigate Samachun directly, but investigating his men was not a problem. There are organizations inside the blindness that have been gathering this kind of information in order to control the opposing organization.

Information on the company was 3,000 pieces. It was a small amount for an unmanned informant. It seems that the foot of a general soldier is priced several times more than that.

After completing a quest on information, I headed to the tavern.

When I arrived, the White House was just opening the door.

“You're really back! ”

“Oh no, I'm here too early. ”

“No, I was just about to open the door. Welcome."

“Please understand. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't forget the flavor of the breeze here. ”

“Haha. I've never heard the expression 'breezy' in my bar. ”

Where's the breeze coming from? Watching a white white white white white man makes me feel like I'm standing in the middle of the wind on your plains.

“Come in, please. ”

At that moment, I saw a white white white white light sliding away a small bucket the size of the palm of my hand that was hanging in front of the door. I pretended not to see it, but I knew what it was.

It's a bug called the Cockroach pest used by the Blind Legion. It's only a bug that wakes up at night, and it cries when someone comes around it. It is primarily used for night boundaries, one of the great ways to defend against late-night intrusions

was.

I went inside and sat down again all the time.

“I just opened the door and it's a mess. ”

“Rather, I'm sorry. ”

“I'll soon be rich if you're a man like him. ”

“I have to come every day and make you rich. ”

“Hahaha.”

The white man smiled in a cheerful manner.

“Sit down for a moment, then. ”

“Don't mind me. I'm going to sit here for a while and enjoy the view. ”

“Of course.”

I really liked the view here.

The river glistens at sunset over the reed that lies bare along the wind.

I can't wait to live in a place like this. Maybe whitewash was having a hard and difficult escort mission, and I thought maybe I was dreaming of doing this tavern in this place someday. If

If so, this would be the White White House ‘someday sanctuary.'

“Where is your family? ”

A white man answered my question.

“There's a house right back there by the tavern. She's still young, and she's not helping. ”

“Oh, I see. ”

Actually, I'm not that worried about whites.

I was almost the only one who knew his face. People don't know how strong he is.

Among the words told to Kangho, if you want to live long, do not reveal all your power.

The best guarded would be the escorts. On the substrate, they hate splashing so much. White White White White was also one of them.

He is a skilled person who prevented the joining of the Black Sky Palace. Chilyosa, Chilyosa, I think it would be about seven wicked people in Safa, but it's not. Chilyosa uses all sorts of magic and illusions to understand what it means to be cruel.

They were the ones who showed the truth. No, they were bitches.

I don't know how many disciplinary masters have been handed over to them. He was the one who stopped them from joining together.

Of course, after the other fights, I immediately stepped up and eliminated all the seven yo-yos, but the White White White White White White White stopped them from joining for seven hundred seconds.

What worries me is his family. The stronger they are, the more they will pierce their weaknesses.

Because despicable people always do what they shouldn't. What they do is always the same.

My gaze was naturally towards a wall ornament.

In my previous life, I interacted with the Sword of Syrah Myung Wang.

When we spend a long time together, we recognize the owner of the sword. Of course, that doesn't mean the sword has any feelings. Literally recognizing me and understanding my feelings. I was angry. I was angry. Corresponding

Crab Sword is angry too. If the sword and emotion match, the attack becomes more powerful.

Once upon a time, I used to have a black reaction when I launched a chi at the Sword of Syrah.

However, I didn't know if I could recognize my body because it was turned into a wall panel. I thought I would recognize it, but I couldn't if I didn't test it.

As the whitewash leaves behind to take out the trash for a moment, I quickly move toward the ornament.

You reach out your hand and reach for the wooden sword. I sent only a tiny amount of energy.

Next moment.

The wooden sword reacts with a slight vibration. I could tell.

What a sword!

It was hidden inside a wooden sword.

I didn't think so.

It was so crazy and ridiculous.

How could the White White White Sheath have thought of hiding this sword in plain sight?

Well, at the same time, it made sense.

You thought it was worth more than your life. Not only did he leave it to someone, he was worried about burying it somewhere. Instead, he decided to put it where he was watching all day.

It's not easy.

The white man will try to protect the sword with his life.

How do I fix this?