Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

“Shorty, we're here. ”

Two men enter the tavern. They were unarmed by the Blind Clan, with a big, good-looking voice, and a young, young type of Honam. They were particularly loyal athletes who followed the white paper well. Literally a bag.

They were the hands and feet of a ticket.

They were the ones who stopped him the most when he left, and I barely comforted him enough to run away together.

The whitewash looks at them and says furiously.

“Short Lord? What if the master hears? ”

Lim Da-ju was the new Blind Cluster and was the former Vice President of Medium-Term Tai Tai Tai Tai ( ⁄ 27888;).

Then he smiled and said.

“The Lord himself only talks about the Lord. He said he wanted to see short-staffed, and he said he was going to quit short-staffed duty for no reason. ”

I nodded my head and listened to Yang's words as true.

The white man smiled.

“That guy, too. ”

In the days of the Blind Clubs, White Papers were respected by the Blind Clubbers. Of course, I did not have a bad relationship with the middle-aged minor.

White walkers, as well as the blind, had a deep bond. The task of escorting a blind man was really difficult.

It seemed like I was just babysitting and guarding the door, but the escort job was very difficult and difficult. Especially the idea that the life of the blind was up to them was several times more consuming than that of ordinary unauthorized people.

White Paper smiled and said.

“It's hard there, but if you come out, tell him it's hell. It's a good thing you're having a hard time. ”

“Haha, you'll be stopping by soon. Tell him yourself.”

“Tell him he can come slowly. ”

He came once shortly after opening, and he was having a hard time.

However, he was not disappointed at all. I knew more than anyone how busy and difficult the pilgrims were. I was thankful for coming once.

They brought their own alcohol and drank it.

After a while, White White White White Paper cooked a dish and brought it to me, and the two of them said with a serious expression that was different from usual.

“Master, I have a word. ”

The white man sat nervous in front of them.

“What's going on? ”

“We both want to quit. ”

I could tell it wasn't a joke.

“Why?”

“It's just hard to work. ”

That wouldn't be the real reason. It's been hard ever since I first came in.

“It's not worth it. ”

This was the real reason.

Escorts were the only ones working on a mission.

Proud that I'll protect him. That's why I was able to work without sleeping even at night.

But I couldn't find anything of value in Mabonggi.

They were those who learned to forget what they saw and heard. But how can they not have eyes and ears? I don't like the idea of Mabonggi, but I've also heard rumors that the Celestial Gates are causing water trouble all over the Middle East.

I was.

Why the hell are we protecting this guy?

After suffering from these meetings, I finally became strong.

They are especially close to the White White White Paper, so they come first and preach their decision.

“Do you have a plan? ”

When White White White White White White Sheep smiled and said.

“Can we at least have a spot here? ”

Of course it was a joke.

The brightness is heavy, so I joined the joke.

“I'll wash my bowl in the kitchen. ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.

But he didn't smile.

When the White White White House looked at them seriously, the two of them also smiled.

Najik said with a meaningful look in his eyes.

“Are you sure? ”

The two of them looked at each other in surprise. I could see that it was not a tavern for whites to do. I didn't have to work in this small place for three days. No, no one would leave their size and ask themselves to do something like this.

Was.

They did not ask what White White White White White was suggesting.

He said without hesitation.

“I'll do it.”

The brightness followed.

“Just let me do it. ”

Their eyes were still filled with loyalty.

White Paper smiled and said.

“I'll be the last one as a guest...... Drink and have fun today. ”

* * *

Sometimes I think that the celestial unmanned are unmanned.

That's what I think when I evaluate a woman. It's now or never when I think she looks the most beautiful.

Shhh.

Songhwa Lin's sword flew towards my heart.

Of course, it is never a pervert who thinks it's the most beautiful thing when a woman tries to kill me.

I mean, a woman feels more beautiful when she opens a ball.

What if it were Songhwa Lin?

Extended legs, cropped waist, and soft breasts. Her fantastic body and her beautiful face.

Even if a euphoric woman seduces a sensual Nazi, it is nothing compared to a woman who bites her teeth and stabs her sword in sweat.

You dodge the flying sword and scream.

“Again, again! ”

Songhwa Lin begins to draw her sword again. The herb she was cultivating was the one I found.

I will fight his master with this law of sabotage.

“Again!"

“Again! ”

“Again!"

I repeated the same herb dozens of times.

“If you go into battle, you'll be shaking a lot. Tension leads to mistakes. Practice is the only way to stop it. ”

The only way to repeat is to ripen the body. The human mind is so sensitive, it doesn't know what to react to in that moment.

The opponent may be caught by an unintentional provocation or be distracted by an unexpected heart.

But the body needs to remember.

Ignore the mind and the body reacts. Thought is the act of death, but the body reacts and lives.

I taught her howlingly.

I'd be in a fight with my master, but this wasn't my job. It was her job to deal with.

When the herbs were cooked, this time I taught him one more thing.

“Perhaps your master will attack while destroying herbs, but he will avoid them. ”

“Avoid?”

I nodded in awe of her.

“So let's finish with a series of attacks. ”

I could not tell if she knew that the herbs she had taught were fatal defects. However, if you are that good, you can definitely avoid it.

“Just practice two reactions! ”

If he knew or didn't know. I could predict how he would react.

Her training continued late at night.

By midnight, she was completely gone. This will be the first time I've trained this hard.

I sat next to her, gasping for breath on the floor.

“Well done.”

I said, she looked up at the night sky.

“Something doesn't feel like what I've been practicing. ”

“Your training so far has been in order. ”

“Frame? What frame? ”

She wakes up. I was full of tiredness, but my eyes were clearer. If people were too tired, they were in a state where their minds were cleared.

“It's a framework your master built. This is the framework for satisfying your body and mind when you train here. A framework that is more difficult to overcome. You know what they call that in other words? ”

“What is it?”

“Limits.”

“Ah!”

“I felt a new feeling today because I crossed that line. We often say we have to push the boundaries, but we don't know enough about our own boundaries. More than one should try, I think. ”

She nods at my words. That's exactly what you'd think.

“But the limits are not external. It means there's not a line or a line that needs to go beyond somewhere. ”

“Then where is he? ”

“It's on you. Your usual behavior, habits, thoughts. It's the limit. It means that if you want to break the limits, you don't just have to put in more effort, you have to change. Actions, thoughts, everything has to change. ”

“Ah!”

She thinks for a moment.

I've given her enough time to sort things out. This is the most important moment for Kang-ho.

Sometimes this is the time to gain the heart to change the life of an unmanned person.

Soon after, she turned to me and said,

“I'm not sure, but I think I know a little bit. ”

“That's enough. Good work today. Excellent work. ”

She looks proud, sweaty.

“The herbs I learned today keep practicing whenever I have time. You'll see Master in a few days. ”

“Thank you.”

“Thank you.”

I last added as I got up from my seat.

“Never forget. You believe in that day, I believe in me and you don't believe in yourself. Only your body remembers your training. ”

* * *

I snuck right into the Mountain Night Statue.

Now that the internal air is almost imminent, none of the night watchers could sense my movements.

I had anticipated that my relationship with the night would not end easily, but I got involved again like this.

The two of them were talking in the executive room of the Night's Watch.

They were the beast and his right-hand man, Iron. It was the same goose that killed the Celestial Moon poet the other day.

“Is it because you don't know the way? The son of a bitch must have disrespected us for being a middle-aged generation. ”

Hoyeon Nam came down from the night to ask Hoyeon Sae for help. However, Hoennam has not even arrived in the mountains to visit them.

“It doesn't matter. Have you ever had to pretend to be a famous old man or something? ”

“But things are different this time, aren't they? The opponent is Chloride, the Butcher of the Gate. ”

“Hmm.”

I was worried in the groaning of the beast.

“I'm worried they might have something else in mind. ”

“A different heart? ”

“I mean, aren't you just trying to squeeze the money together? You agreed to give me 200 grand in exchange for taking care of this. ”

It was the amount requested by Hoyeon Tax. They never would have intervened if not for this amount of money.

Not only that, I had to give 50,000 snacks separately to the Gangseo-Yao statue that connected the line with Hoyeon Sage. Hoyeon Saga was based on the riverside and had a similar relationship with Gangseo Night Award. Gangseo-san is a kind of maestro.

1.

So the money that goes in is like 250,000.

I didn't even calculate how long it would take to make that money.

‘Still, it's better than losing your life. ’

In this situation, Yeon-nam, who is from Hoensage, arrives in the mountains and doesn't even see Ko Baeki.

“We should have done it ourselves. ”

At the mouth of Iron, the beast gives a big head.

“Your memory doesn't work for a chlorinated master! ”

“If you run all at once.... ”

“They'll all die at once. Where is the Butcher now? ”

“I'm staying with the Celestial Ogres. ”

“You're keeping an eye on things, aren't you? ”

“We're watching in triplicate. But I have a question. ”

“What is it?”

“Why is the Butcher stuck in the Great Sage? If they're after us, why don't they come here right now? ”

The beast narrowed his eyes.

“He's not here to assassinate me. ”

“Yes?”

“You came to avenge me. This is to inform the entire Middle East as well as the mountains. The Butcher's Chloride is here to destroy the Mountain Night Statue. Watch it. They're gathering spectators and laying the stage. Finally, the ball in front of everyone.

You're going to execute him. ”

I frowned at the word of the beast.

“We didn't kill the one called 'Spirit', did we? I'll go and explain. ”

“Will they believe you? It's too late.”

When the astrological poet was killed, the work was already twisted.

“I'll take responsibility and get rid of him. ”

“Stop talking nonsense and get ready to go out. ”

“Where are you going? ”

“I'm going to see Hoennam. If you don't want to come, we'll have to meet you. ”

All I could believe now was Hoensae. You have to get out and turn this fight into a fight between Hoyeon Sage and the Celestial Gate.

“Why are they clumping? You're asking me to take care of you. ”

The wilderness manipulates several books in sequence from the bookshelf behind. Then the bookshelf opened and a secret door appeared.

I made him wait outside for the ball, and the beast went inside.

A few moments later, the wilderness came out of there again.

He holds a chunky duochemical bag in his hand. He tapped the bag and said.

“Son of a bitch! We may not like it, but you're not gonna like it. ”

Two people left the room.

One day, a wagon secretly leaves the night.

I was clinging to the walls of the building and watching. The window next to me was the window in the room where the wildlings talked.

I overheard their conversation and saw the wildlings go in through the secret door and get the money out.

There's a safe or a secret vault in there. Going in there in front of the Old Testament means that it is a device that cannot be opened unless it is wild.

You look at the empty room for a moment and turn your head.

What I need to care about now is not the money, but their movement.

Money shouldn't be a goal. As always, when you achieve what you want to do, you should become a loot that follows naturally.

I flew toward the direction where the wagon disappeared.

An unmanned man who stood guard looked up at the sky.

I had already crossed the sky of the training ground like a bird and disappeared from his sight.