Rebirth of The Heavenly Demon (Jang Young Hun)

This time I calmly refused.

[I hate it too.]

What do you mean, no?

[I don't want to tell you.]

Why?

[You said you'd never teach me. I'm not gonna teach you anyway. Why are you hurting my mouth?]

[Yes, but...... it's okay to hear what horsepower you want to learn, right? That's how close we are, right?]

[I don't think that's enough.]

[Screw you! I don't ask because I'm dirty. Someone thinks I'm trying to learn.]

Now, how long is that gonna last? Half a turn?

Not more than half an angle, Thousand Horses suddenly asked.

What are you doing?

[As you can see, let's just stay put.]

[I'm bored. Can we talk?]

[You're not bored.]

He kept pretending he didn't hear it.

[What did you ask? You asked me if I could teach you horsepower. What kind of horseman do you want to learn?]

Thousand asked softly as if nothing had happened.

When I didn't answer, he started to scold me.

[What? What kind of horseman wants to learn?]

I didn't even pretend to hear it. The thousand horses are starting to get angry.

"This child" followed by swearing and threats. But I pretended not to hear.

[Please tell me!]

Finally, the word "please" came out. I felt that I was close now.

[It's okay not to learn. It's no big deal. Don't worry about it.]

I was going to burn him even more.

Eventually, the fish, which was prowling on its own, flew up forcefully and entered the courtyard. Of course, I'm talking to myself.

[Okay, I'll teach you! I'll teach you!]

[You're really going to teach me?]

[Yes, it teaches me because I'm dirty.]

[Do you promise me your honor?]

[I'm not risking my life for this.]

[Don't hate it.]

[Fuck!]

Eventually, Heavenly Horse raised his hands.

[Fuck! Fuck! Gunda, walk. It teaches in honor of the script. You bastard! What kind of horseman wants to learn? Not a bloody coalminer! Of course not.]

[Of course, would I ask you to tell me about your German counterpart? I'm not that shameless.]

[What horsepower do you want to learn? Is it a method of extinction? Well, sometimes using a sword instead of a sword can make you feel better. It's fun to tear rough. Or the Black Rhinestone Bomb? This is something you've been through. Do you remember?

You shot thirty-three memorizations after I smoked the Black Bee. You son of a bitch, how did you avoid that? You must tell me later. Or do you want me to teach you a lesson? If you have the right to chaos, smash all the fists in your faction.

You can afford it. Look, you're so weak, where's one or two things to learn?]

Somehow I was excited and he never mentioned one name to me.

[Drinking Innocence].]

I felt static in my head when I was chatting for a moment.

[You crazy bastard.]

Najik utters a word and he is silent. I didn't say anything because I anticipated the reaction.

* * *

The Chief of Staff was loud.

Every room of the building was filled with guests, including the front yard and backyard.

There was a meeting of merchants in Hobok today. Over a hundred merchants gathered around the top twenty, large and small, that exist in Hobok.

There were drinks all over Jangwon, and everyone was gathering together to bloom. The deal that I had been delayed came close, and I had conversations with unexpected people.

A noisy place where an old man of little standing walks in under the protection of another old man.

The merchants who recognized him politely greet him.

“Comrade Comrade! Long time no see! ”

“Nice to meet you. Lord!”

“It's an honor to meet you! ”

People rush in and greet the old man.

He was the congressman of the Central Senate Merchants Guild and a monopoly on the Continental Guild. He hosted a golden age and was also the person who went to meet the old man in the cave the other day.

The Bible greeted the merchants and entered the building.

Every room was filled with merchants sitting around drinking.

Seongwang-bo went around the room and briefly greeted him.

Everyone got up and bowed down and respected him. Some showed tears of emotion. That many people admired him and were pleased to meet him.

He went around this room and this time into the room at the end of the hall.

About a dozen merchants were sitting around a large round table, drinking, laughing, and chattering.

The Bible closed the door and sat down. The escort stands guard at the gate.

He sits at the table.

“It's been a long time. ”

Surprisingly, the gospel greeted them politely first.

Then the eyes of about a dozen people who were there changed. From one merchant who laughed and bragged earlier, he became a member of a secret society.

“How are you? ”

Everyone embraced him and greeted him. There was no respect or joy that appeared before. They appeared to be equivalent to the Holy Books, which could be seen as representatives of the Middle School reign.

When he finished greeting, he looked at a man in front of him.

He looked at him and said politely.

“He's called for help. ”

The opponent was a handsome man who was the head of this group, Dark Target. He was over sixty-two years old, but on the outside he looked like a forty.

The dark subjects were elected once every five years, and he was at the head of the polls for twenty years. He was strong enough to serve four times.

“That's him.”

I kept losing my henchmen, and not long ago I sent the gospel to warn them. Nevertheless, he gave up on himself and asked for his own help. I wasn't always a good listener.

The report said calmly.

“Your opponent is strong. ”

Then the rich man next to the dark target opened his mouth.

“All enemies of the world are powerful. ”

The speedy expression was astonishing, but a small, sharp look on a chunky cheek was showing him well that he was not ordinary.

In fact, not only that, the merchants there were not all ordinary people.

They were not widely known or top-notch in the offset. He was a small merchant, or an ordinary merchant with several shops.

But they were the ones who made an enormous fortune out of obscure rock. In short, it could be seen as the owners of the metropolitan system.

The dark object asked again.

“What kind of help do you need from us? ”

“I'm asking you to kill a man who's trapped in a briar cell. ”

“Can't you take care of it yourself? ”

As if it were none of my business, the Holy Father didn't say anything.

Once again, the rich man said.

“Maybe it's because I sent the chancellor down the other day. You want me to stop nagging and give you money? ”

Some men laughed and others made an unpleasant look. The reaction was different, but everyone agreed with it.

It was a frightening moment when someone else saw it. The Holy Books, representing the Middle East, were called one of the chancellors.

“Maybe it's time to change swords.... ”

The butcher glances at the dark subject, blurring his words.

Sung Wang Bo was sitting comfortably, but I was nervous. This decision will completely change the game forward.

The dark object asked the Holy Spirit.

“What do you think? ”

“He's not an easy knife to throw away because we want to. Don't you know?”

“I know. That's why I chose him. You can't keep carrying a useless knife, though, can you? ”

“A sword is dull when it's used. Think of this opportunity as a millstone, and give it a push. I think you can give him more if you think about the money he's made so far. ”

According to the Bible, the dark subjects' concerns were not long.

“At your discretion. ”

You hold the opposing team accountable, but this is how the Holy Spirit predicts he'll turn out.

But you can't cut yourself by failing this job. There are several money problems that are complicated and can't be solved unless you are yourself.

Instead, he'll give you all sorts of colors for not blaming himself.

“I'll send ghosts. ”

“Thank you."

The Bible stood up and left the room.

Najik, a tall man who was looking behind him, said.

“When you change knives, you change knives together. ”

It meant that we should change even the Holy Spirit. The book of the Bible that supports the old man is not worthy.

Everyone nods slightly and looks at the dark object.

Everyone has been nervous about the old man's repeated failures lately. It is because failure did not end in failure. There was a tremendous amount of money going into continuing the discontinued study, embracing cilantro, and reconstructing tissue.

What if we work with the old man to make money, and the money keeps coming out?

It was a dark object that had worked harder to gain their advantage than anyone else. That's why I've been defending this place for 20 years.

However, the dark subjects did not reveal their insides. He raises his glass high.

“Come on, let's have a drink. ”

Those who noticed raised their glasses all in unison.

Soon, it became as noisy as any other room.

* * *

[Where did you hear the word "pure drink"?]

There was a tension in the voice of the thousand horses that was different from usual. It was different from being angry.

But I treated him as usual.

[That's not such a big secret, is it? Just say no if you don't want to teach me.]

When I treated him not as usual, he returned to his usual form.

[You crazy bastard! Do you even know what a drink is?]

[Fine, teach me.]

Drinking Purity.

There is a legendary saying that comes from the blood religion.

< If you solve the mystery of drinking sincerity, you will be able to learn the best horsepower, as well as be able to drink. >

However, the heavenly spirits of the Catholic Church were never able to unravel the mystery of spirituality.

It came down as a legend, so I didn't know if it was real or fake. Even thousands of wagons have been called fake ever since.

I've been a blind man for a long time, so I've heard about drinking.

But I didn't know if it was a tool free box, or what other message, or what problem to solve.

Only a thousand horses will know the contents. It was said that martyrdom was only passed from the heavenly host of the Gentiles to the heavenly host.

From his reaction so far, he had clearly believed the legend of drinking sincerity. Otherwise, I wouldn't take it so seriously.

[Because promises like yours are meant to be broken. I understand.]

What are you talking about?]

[You promised me your honor. Let me know.]

[Son of a bitch! That's it!]

[With the exception of the Bloodsmith and the Bloodsmith, I've decided to tell you everything.]

[This is the exception!]

[Stop, I get it.]

[Damn it!]

After being silent for a long time, CheonMa said again.

[It won't work for you if I tell you. You can't solve a secret that I grew up with and couldn't solve.]

I didn't do anything.

[You're useless!]

[Copy that. In fact, I admit this trap is unfair.]

What?

[It is unfair to ask for a drink of purity. I admit it.]

What are you trying to pull again?]

[I didn't think you'd tell me from the beginning. I just wondered if there really was a drink. I made sure it was there, so my curiosity was solved.]

[Damn. I feel like I've been beaten.]

To be honest, I was curious about what it was like to drink sincerity. However, this was not something I could figure out by crafting a trick. It may seem false, but Thousand Horses are not pleasant people.

However, when I said earlier that the secret of Heavenly Horse was born and raised in the Church, I thought,

Maybe that's why he couldn't solve the mystery.

What the Emperor told me.

You're trapped in a frame.

Maybe he's the same way about this part of the world.

Suddenly, I thought that.

[Tell me about another horseman.]

There was a horseman I originally wanted to learn from.

[Like what?]

[I want to see you in person.]

What?

I was surprised.

[I don't just want to hear voices in my heart, I want to meet and talk to you face to face.]