I had time to battle the sword again the next day. Although I didn't know when I would fight the Jinzo Church, I couldn't let go of my daily routine. After finishing the duel and harvesting the beginners, she said.
"My daughter wants to talk to you."
"......"
"Don't be nervous. I didn't think it was about the engagement."
"I'm sorry."
I realized my emotions were flawed. Though I tried to pass it by rather recklessly, I still felt unfamiliar with hiding my emotions.
After finishing my training work a little early, I went to Seo Mun-hye's room. Unlike before, Moon-hye was wearing a uniform that was tight to his body, not a bowsuit, and was wearing a shovel. Apparently, he was dressed as a Blader preparing for battle. She said hello to me.
"There you are, patronage."
I also noticed that after six years, her appearance did not change at all. She was still showing off her 20-something beauty in her white-haired hair. She is already a top performer and has a high internal strength, so at least until her 40s she does not slip away from her current appearance.
"The Lord is calling you, of course you should come."
When I rebuked her, she quietly smiled and said.
"I think you've given up."
"What..."
She stared at me silently. And in that look, I was able to postpone what I had given up without even saying it.
'She gave up connecting me and Seo Mun-hye.'
Originally, for a sword, the kingdom would have been a savior and a son-in-law. That's why he would have worked hard to make sure that his daughter's love would continue. However, after reading my memory, I felt like giving up my plan because I realized that it was meaningless.
"Hmm."
I coughed and said:
"Right now, they're coming in and out of the gate. I think I need time to prepare quickly."
"You mean Jinzo's work?"
"That's right."
She sighs.
"His shameless work has never been seen as an index of reviews. I gathered as much information as I could before he came back, and there was really nothing I could do against him. Now I'm really glad you're back."
"Jinzo is strong."
I know that. Seo Mun-hye said as I encouraged her to speak.
"Absolutely. None of Madophama had 50 seconds in front of him."
"... Yes?"
"I'm vibrating the river."
I was quite embarrassed when I heard Seo Mun-hye's words.
You mean that much? '
Approximately seven years have passed since the beginning of the regression. In the meantime, my body has clearly grown into a young man in his 20s, and Jin Xu Chung will also be in his early 30s now. Unless the petition has been played in the meantime, your skills will definitely grow.
Nevertheless, Mado Palma is the top masters of Sapa Moorim. Defeating Madophama in all of those 50 seconds meant that he was at the top of his game.
Seo Mun-hye said as I wrapped my arms around her.
"He said he could handle the petition."
"Of course."
"But I'm worried and frustrated. Jinzo Chung is too strong..."
She grabbed my hand and said,
"The White Void Act. Please protect your father."
"......"
"Please."
I forgot to look at her desperate eyes.
I can't believe the two of you asked me to protect each other!
Unlike the other comprehensive relationships in Kangho, they must have been for their family sincerely. And I thought that this nonverbal language was actually in Madopal.
I held her hand and replied.
"I will protect you. With my life."
It was decided.
Even if I die in vain in this life, I will protect their women.
When I gave him the answer, Seo Mun-hye said, stealing tears from the eyes.
"Phew... I'm trustworthy."
During the time I had a cup of tea with Moon Hye Seo, I went back to the gumma. And that day I went back to sleep after training.
It was two days after the defect occurred.
"Lord Baek. The Lord has called a hasty meeting!"
At dawn, I got up and ran to the meeting hall. There were already more than half of them in the meeting room, and she was making a serious face. He opened his mouth to confirm my arrival.
"Spirits are going to fight Jinzo today."
Sung Woong...
When they heard the story, they were embarrassed. In fact, it was natural that no one but me had heard the movement of the monks. She relaxes and waits until the tide subsides.
"And the spirit commanded us to attack the Blue Dragon Cabinet, the stronghold of the Jinzo Church."
"......!!"
I realized that the phylloxera was trying to strangle the muscles.
Jinzo Chung will be defeated by the elite, and as the leader of Madopalmun, the operation will be destroyed by the Blue Dragon Cabinet.
Then the swordsman, the swordsman, stood up and cried out.
"Doorman! We are the servants of the High Priestess, aren't we?!"
"Yes!!"
"Why do they command us!"
There were only a few dozen of them, but they were extremely vigorous when the top masters of the no-man's land broke out. Every one of them is a swordsman who never leaves his world. And since they were masters, they took great pride in their shameless practices and their doorways.
Then she calmly said.
"Contrary to what the monks say, the sulphuric acid behind it means fighting the monks and the Hungarians. You can't disobey them."
"Khh...!!"
"But just because you can't resist doesn't mean you have to listen faithfully."
The horse smiled slowly.
"So I'm going to make sure that the pilgrims take care of the filings and then move on. I try to choose the most realistic method."
The masters of Moon & '92; s study and chant to Yi &' 92; -driven.
"The wisdom of the doorman is right!"
"But the blue dragon minister is not a worthy opponent. Even if the spiritual body beats the Jinzo Church, don't be relieved."
"Yep!!"
After the meeting, the elite leaders returned to their original positions.
And I could hear his true insides face-to-face with the Black Horse.
"100k. Come with me to meet the Black Horse of the Dark Night."
"Yes?"
"We have to hurry. We've got a lot of work to do today."
I was confused, but anyway, as he asked, I put on a golden lamp and headed toward the masculine headquarters. As soon as she came back, she made an appointment to meet Black Horse, the gatekeeper of the Black Moon. And the appointment was today, unfortunately.
Pa!
We were soon able to arrive at a quiet mansion in the Great Men's Palace. The black horse who led me to this house about seven miles from the white man walked into the house.
Shush...
Approximately a dozen masters of stealth enchantments appeared before us. They were all wearing black together and had strong spirits. In the middle of them was an old man who was a little fat and full.
The old man said.
"What do you want?"
The old man frowned and said,
"Black Horse. Tell me the truth. You were asked to kill Jinzo, weren't you?"
"......"
Yes. The rich old man standing in front of him was the leader of the Black Moon, which occupies Madopalmoon's seat, and was a black horse called one of the finest assassins in the Middle Army. Also, the black people standing next to him must be the elite of the Black Moon.
The Black Horse answered silently.
"Yes."
"Who's the client?"
"I can't say."
"I know that's what contractors do. That you don't inadvertently disclose your clients."
She unleashes her luck and stares at him with fierce eyes.
"But this time bend your principles!"
"Why should I?"
"At this rate, it's like a shrimp in a whale fight! They only look at Madopal, whether it's you or me. At this rate, we'll both be exploited and die miserably."
"......!!"
"Before that happens, we need to find a way to live on our own. And I deemed you a worthy colleague of mine."
What could she be talking about?
I didn't understand it, but the Black Horse seemed to have read the Black Horse's passage with great reluctance. Seeing the sweaty face flowing with sweat, it seemed to be a great worry.
After about half an angle, the black horse loosenes his arms and sighs.
"... the Imperial Palace."
"I see."
"As you said, Your Grace. I was delayed by a car because I was so suspicious when I received a request. Perhaps the White House and the Imperial Palace intend to consume the Madopal Gate at will."
She insisted as if it were natural.
"Raccoons with a hundred snakes in them don't just end up getting rid of them. They must have sucked us to the bone marrow."
Black Horse said in a desperate voice.
"What are you going to do? I already know there's a Libyan in your belly."
"You must hold hands with the Twelve Gates." "
"The Twelve Commandments...?"
"I pretended to confront the Vatican Empire, but I actually obtained information that it was a secret relationship. Whether you're stuck in the imperial palace or the other way around. There are twelve great forces under heaven that we can only rely on."
When the Black Horse hears the Black Horse's words, he ponders and claps his hands.
"I see. I'd like that."
"Let's discuss the details later."
She left the mansion after finishing her conversation with the Black Horse.
I used a flashlight to head to the groom's free tea house. I decided to take a break at the window while drinking tea with the gumma.
I didn't quite understand the conversation I just had, so I asked her.
"Why would you talk to a black horse like that?"
"What do you mean by 100?"
"I understand that the Lord intends to shake off the pressure of the Libyan Church and join hands with the twelve Commandments. But do you really need to talk to Black Horse, the hitman and the hitman?"
I struggled to contain my anger.
To be honest, I feel bad.
Although I'm forced to use superhuman patience, the Dark Moon has killed me twice in the past. He cut his throat in the hands of the Dark Moon Butcher. As soon as I realized it was a black horse, I wanted to turn around and kill it, but I just held it down because the black horse was next to me.
But you're planning ahead with the Black Moon, a commissioned hit-and-run organization that kills people, and the Black Horse, the leader of the group!
She said as soon as she saw my face.
"Because I saw your memories, I know what your vendetta against the Dark Moon is."
"......"
"Yes. That's why I told the Black Horse the story."
"Yes?"
She suddenly smiled coldly.
"Like I said, I'm going to relocate to the turbulence with your powers. I'd like to negotiate with the twelve to rebuild a no-man 's-land under their protection. But if you do that, it'll be annoying for you to take revenge on the Dark Gates separately."
"Of course."
"I was drawn into this to deal with them as quietly as possible. Because you have plenty of options."
I learned how to listen to him.
"... I see!"
"Just like that."
The black horse smiles.
"But I think we need to hear the story of the crematorium, even if we're going to get rid of the Black Horse. He might have something to gain."
I protested that.
"What do you mean? He's the enemy who killed me twice."
"That's not it. I don't know if you know this, but the Dark Moon Slaughterhouse is one of Safa's most recent reviews. It's probably the most powerful safari in their 30s, most likely to thrive as a superhero in the future. You're much stronger than my daughter, Hye-ah."
"Huff..."
The Butcher was such a great guy?
When I shed my tears, she said.
"The Black Horse is a fiendish villain, but I'm not sure if that's the case. You know, a suicide weapon is a place that has been breeding orphans since they were very young, most likely raised by a killing machine, independent of their own doctors. It's not right to question the anger of anyone who moves by the order of the organization."
I couldn't bear the anger for a moment and said, gripping my teeth.
"What's that supposed to mean?! Just because he's a machine doesn't mean my vendetta is going anywhere. I must tear him to pieces!!"
Phew.
A huge surge of energy flows out. The inner air and the will were secretly released together. At the same time, you hear the creaking of the entire teahouse shaking. Then she used her will to press my strength and say,
"What would you do if you could only avenge the imperial court by killing me in the future? What if that's how fate works?"
Stop
I stopped feeling overwhelmed by unexpected words. And I said in a hurry.
"Well, that's not going to happen. Even so, there will be no killing of the doorway."
Her eyes are wide open.
"Why? Your proposition isn't to defeat the Imperial Court?"
"I don't intend to get results by forcibly compromising the process."
"That's too thoughtful."
She sighs briefly.
"If you'd acted a little harsher, you might have destroyed the Imperial Palace by the time you were 16. Unless you insist on doing so. You've thought about it, haven't you?"
"... Yes."
"You don't intend to avenge me by killing me... and yet you can't repent without avenging the past... it's the same story after all." "
She folds her arms.
"You are a deceased ex-wife. You may be a normal human being like me, but you need to think differently about grudges and grace to go back in time. Accept it objectively from a broader perspective."
"I don't know what you mean..."
"The Dark Gates Butcher killed you twice. So how many times do you intend to kill him? Number two? Number three? Or 100?"
"......"
"If you're a free man now, you can kill 100 more times."
She said that with a bitter smile.
"But no matter how many times you kill it, what difference does it make?"
I have nothing to say.
"... none."
"Something like that. And what if the undertaker was in possession of valuable information or valuable flow that you should accept? You may have to embrace the contradiction in your former life."
"Hmmm..."
I never thought of it that way. No, I couldn't even think about it. It is because grace and vengeance are so obvious that they have lived without knowledge. As I crouched my chin and pondered, she said.
"If you kill it, that's where it ends. Killing people doesn't solve anything."
"But... I definitely want to get revenge on him."
"Then don't be modest."
She insisted.
"If you want revenge, use the Obsidian to show the Butcher your blessing. And decide for yourself how to deal with that grudge. If it's a nemesis that really doesn't talk, why not just kill it 100 times, kill it 1,000 times, whatever it takes?"
I've been thinking for a while.
Then I was able to convince her.
"The phrase is right."
"Haha! Of course, unlike him, Black Horse is a son of a bitch, so I'm going to kill him."
"You're right."
She smiles and takes her last sip of cold tea. He stood up and said,
"Then let's go to the Mountain Bamboo Flat. The Jinzo Church and the Philosophers must have hit them by now."
"Where is it?"
"Approximately fifty leagues from the Mountain Castle."
Pa!
At the end of the conversation, we arrived in front of the mountain castle with a golden lamp. And I moved towards a place called Bamboo Flag, along with the Black Horse's India. Due to the abundance of bamboo forests, I ran relentlessly to a terrain called Bamboo Flats.
When we arrived at Pyeongdaemun, the fragrance of the immeasurable blazing of the great Qi was echoing.
Kukwakwabang
Boom, boom!
A massive force explodes, creating a tinted light through the perforations. It looked like Jinzo Church was casting a brainchild island.
"Here we go!"
After a brief recollection, she accelerated into the Great Pyre. His footsteps contained the harmony of the seven stars, so he was as fast as the apocalypse. I followed him inside and thought,
'I can finally see the Jinzo Corporation.'
It feels complicated.
Now I wish he were weak, but at the same time I'm also expected to see how strong the plaint will be six years from now.
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