Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

After seeing Samyoung entering the atmosphere, I immediately began to move.

Since the Jo Wall was surprised and paid big money for a few days, nothing will happen in the meantime.

It's a precious time for me to have a plan to get rid of them.

The only thing that was needed to get rid of Samyoung and Jo Wall was this.

Pleural effusion.

Whom shall we let die?

In fact, Samyoung didn't have to care much. They are just the swordsmen of the Zodiac wall, so no one will care if they die. Only one who cares will die together.

The problem was the wall.

If the Joker dies, the Samaritan will investigate who killed him.

There must be someone to kill him then. That would have to be the bad guy, too. We may even be avenged by the Samaritans.

Of course, the Samaritan I knew was someone who wouldn't take revenge. Do you want me to shed a single tear because the Wall is dying? I don't think so. For Samantha, he's just a prop.

I have commissioned a further investigation into the Great Observatory's Infinity. I wanted more detailed information than the previous investigation. He asked me to focus on everything very small, especially his financial situation.

He handed Samyoung hundreds of copies of his slips without hesitation. If this mission had been canceled, that money wouldn't have come from Samachun.

Then where did he get all that money?

Did he find the money he saved on the battlefield? You don't think?

Information was demanded at an early payment faster than the payment, which tripled the cost. More than half a dozen pieces of paper sold and received by the oath returned to the Observatory. As information travels, the same money returns.

I didn't want to waste money. Just think of it as money to throw them into the afterlife.

Of course, I wore a facepiece throughout this process. I was going to go to a liquor store or go back to my guest's cup and sleep, but now I intend to wear a facepiece.

As I left the network, I felt strongly the need for an information organization.

How long have I been unable to buy information while paying for it? With the Great Depression, confidentiality about customers can be reassured and entrusted with information, but there is a variable that is unimaginable.

It was an information organization that needed to raise a family in the future and to do my job.

I know how difficult it is to see the amount of seaweed operating at the closest angle of definition.

Once the vast majority of information organizations are filled with tributaries. Of course, we needed managers to gather their information and give orders again. They were the soldiers of justice.

Of course, in the case of the angle of justice, it was not necessary for other groups of illiterate people to provide aid, but in the case of us, we also need their own assistance. We needed someone to rescue us if the Sezards were in danger from the enemy.

Raising a pickax is much more difficult than raising an unmanned person. Confidentiality is much more demanding because it was information handling. In other words, the required loyalty is much higher.

Plus, we need to set up a branch in the front yard, so we need a lot of money.

It was still a big deal.

“You're late today? ”

He welcomed me with everlasting favor.

“I've been busy dealing with things. ”

“I hope you're busy. ”

“Is that so? I like to be free. I just want to play all day. ”

“Hahaha. It's proof that you're still young. ”

I laughed along with the whites.

“So I sent word to the house and called a person. I'm so bored playing alone. ”

The one I called was a clown.

Before I came here, I left the Celestial Hall office and stopped by the fire department.

The Liaison Station is the residence of a trained correspondent and an unmanned resident who previously established a connection between the fire department and our mountain house. Of course, I didn't put it in the house for the benefit of it, but I put it outside.

I sent a letter urgently to the journey. Of course, I used the acronym I had promised you before. There were two things I asked him to do.

First, I asked him to send me two reliable and just the right ones.

Not only this, but also something else in the future I needed to wash my hands and feet.

The second was to take a message to my house in the mountains and send the Gwangdu and the dinner here.

Perhaps after eliminating the four targets, we needed to stay here for a while and see how things went. I called him here to listen to the situation of the house and to see the Guangdu.

There was something I had to do for the dinner.

I intend to build an infinite foundation here. If you make something related to Wall Seed Inspection, you'll get noticed, so I'm going to let you create a small Merchant Guild. I make money, I make contacts.

Somewhere else, this place is infinite with blind bases. This kind of investment was worth it.

White Paper throws a joke.

“If more people come, I can make more money. ”

“I'm going to have a lot more fun. ”

“Hahaha.”

I smiled joyfully with the whites.

Yes, even though the hard work continues, I'm going to take care of it with a smile like this.

* * *

At the same time, the cavalry entered the Blind War.

He was the fifth son of Mabonggi and was currently the interim head of the heavenly gateway.

The tall, handsome face, and haunted face had a good look for the successor of the prestigious tax collector, so I couldn't believe that he was forty years old.

Mabonggi sits on his desk and watches the horses as they walk towards him.

Mahjong stops a dozen paces away from Taesoon. It's a long way from a rich man's reunion.

“Have you been well? ”

“Are you here?”

“You look good. ”

“You look good, too. ”

“How does it feel to be on the manned surface? ”

“Just more work. ”

The conversation was spontaneous, but it felt office.

“I buried the essence. ”

It was the purpose of his visit to Mabong-gi today. He was an only brother, but he was a blood relative.

“Well done. ”

“I told all the other brothers...... but no one came. ”

The machete nods silently.

“I heard that the death of the Essence Water has something to do with the nightmares of the Mountain Sanctuary. Shouldn't we send someone? If you leave it like this, everyone will think the text is a joke. ”

“I've already sent someone. ”

“Who did you send? ”

The mabongi doesn't answer as if it's none of your business.

“You must be tired from the long journey. Get some rest. ”

I didn't want to ask you again, either.

“Yes, I'll be going now. ”

As Mahjong tries to greet him politely and turn around, he calls out to him.

“Gun.”

“Yes.”

Mabongi tried to say something in his heart, but soon he swallowed it.

“When are you planning to go back? ”

“Since I'm here, I'm going to meet some people and do some work. ”

“I see.”

After greeting Marjol again, he retreated.

The eyes of Mabonggi, who was watching his back, had a complicated heart.

Samantha came in.

He didn't have the wisdom to fit in with the general army, but at least he was astonished enough to read people's minds. Especially Mabonggi's feelings could only be known by the sound of his breath.

“Would you like to go to the palace and have a drink? ”

“Sure."

The mabongji got up from his seat.

The two men enter the secret door behind Taesa. It was a passageway only available to Muslims.

As I turned down the round staircase, there was a large room in the basement.

It used to be used by Haejin as a secret weapon, but now it's been converted differently.

There was nightshade everywhere, and it was decorated with fancy furniture and decor. The middle bed was large enough for ten to lie on, and there was a beautiful bed with flowers on it.

This was the palace of Mabonggi.

It was the Samaritan who converted this place. Since I was young, I brought all kinds of women. Since becoming a general, Samachun was the first thing to do to make this place.

The statue was quickly set up.

“He's ignoring me. Ever since I was a kid.”

“Is that possible? ”

“You ungrateful bastard. ”

I adjusted Mabonggi's mood better than anyone else, but I didn't insult her together. Even though he cursed like that, he knew that his favorite son was Mahjong.

I liked it so much that it caused all kinds of misunderstandings and misunderstandings. When you look objectively at them, most of the reason they argued was because of trivial matters.

In fact, if Samachun were to actively intervene every time and resolve misunderstandings and calm their hearts, the distance between their hearts would not have been so far.

But Samantha didn't. The more lonely the Horseman was, the more he needed to be.

The door opened and three thin girls came in.

“You can play with your head empty. ”

“You, you. This way!”

The mabonggi sits down next to her to suit her tastes.

Seeing the horseshoe with wings on both sides and a happy smile, Samantha sat down next to her.

He raises his glass with a satisfied smile that one wing is enough.

Meanwhile, outside the Blind War, two men were waiting for the iron army.

One was a teacher who played a military role in the Marchol Army. He has been with Mahjol for a long time, and he was also the most trusted man by Mahjong Army.

Another man was the one sent down by the machete.

The seventh went down to the innkeeper, and this man was the third. Mahjol's escorts were also waiting outside the Blind War, and Samho was able to follow them here.

“Did I tell you?”

When the old teacher asked carefully, Marjol shook his head and replied.

“I didn't. ”

“I have to tell you before I go back. ”

Mahjong nods.

The moonlight shone brightly, but his expression was even more dazed.

* * *

I went up to the back mountain to train before going to bed.

I started with fitness training. It used to be important, but now it's even more important.

Academic science was a full-body, freelancer, so the foundation strength was much greater.

I still didn't know the depth of ignorance in academic science. It could only be seen as imitating.

But that was not the usual power.

I felt refreshed after using my whole body and moving violently. I felt the freshness of the new shamanism and the vitality of the change.

Of course, I don't want to change my German language to academic practice.

My wish is still to be a heart sword.

There are two reasons to hone this academic practice. Small is due to realistic help.

No matter how often the sword falls from my hand, there may come a time when I have to fight with my bare hands. Then this academic secret will save my life.

The second reason is the main reason to learn academic background skills.

It's because of the realization I gained through my conversation with him.

Child said that day.

I wouldn't do that if I were the worst. I'm not gonna wear it to the formalities. It was my response to the fact that swordsmanship and power would not be compatible.

That's when I realized I was caught up in something I didn't know. It was a river that could not go out to the sea. I thought that I might have lived with the river as an ocean.

As with the rule of thumb, I don't think this is a match for swordplay at all.

Rather, I used my whole body as a weapon, so I thought it was even more so. You'll need to build useless muscles all over your body, not smooth muscles for your sword, and it'll slow you down.

But I want to prove to you that the world's first man will not be involved in such a thing.

I had a hunch that fusing these two aerosols would help to reach the echocardiography.

Papa Papa Papa Pang!

His fist splits the air and his elbow strikes the hypothetical enemy. If it were true, his jaw would be crushed.

Rolling the floor, jumping, clumping at your knees, kicking back. Literally, academics were free.

* * *

I stopped by the Celestial Hall office the next day and received information about the wall.

What has been implicated in many incidents since Romantic times has also been noted in previous investigations.

Trying to find someone to blame, I found it surprising. He and all the people involved in the case were already dead.

A few months later, or a few years later, he dies in an accident, he dies in a mystery, he commits suicide. They're all dead together.

I could tell. He released Samyoung and eliminated them all. They erased all the past that could have been harmful to them.

He was a demon.

Secondly, the finance minister, who I asked to focus on, noticed something new.

His words were not few. As a single example, I drank alcohol on the ground at the highest quality. I drank alcohol wearing the most famous girl there.

It was a word that could not be borne by the right hand of Samaritan.

There was a line of money somewhere.

I had a feeling that if I could find it, I might be able to resolve this cleanly.

When money is involved, there is always a plausible story.

The wind blows from somewhere as I walk out of the station. The wind is full. You can feel the winter coming after the fall.

“It's going to get cold soon. ”

I wanted to live as the king, but this river kept turning me into a Sura.