I was embarrassed by the strong boundaries and hostility mixed in Miho's words. It's because Miho has never had this reaction before. Moreover, what Miho said was not something I could just hand over, so I confronted him.
"Monday? Did she really say that?"
"... Okay, so get out of here! I don't want to be disturbed by humans like you right now."
I was able to see beyond Miho's enemies the state of insatiable psychology.
"We're crowded..."
Miho was a genius at hiding his emotions. Of course, he showed his feelings when he favored me or when he needed to, but otherwise he could hide and manipulate his own psychology. If I can read the feeling of such a mijo, the current mijo is concentrated to a level that is unable to govern itself because of obsession.
He probably told me his mission to get Monday, so he could chase me away, which is somewhat related to the heavenly world. I thought about it for a moment and said to Miho:
"... Got it. My name is Hung Woong. I'll let you know if I have any good news."
"......"
I left the Celestial Palace without hesitation. However, I did not immediately feel the need to light up, so I went up to the rooftop of Kyoto's town and was dazed by the sunshine. Even though I thought it was a handshake that stimulated Miho now, I felt bad about it.
'I never thought this would be the result of strong bargaining with the freshness of the heavens.'
In order to get to know Miho, Seo Wang Mo's favor was an absolute prerequisite. How she talks to Mi-ho determines Mi-ho's liking. Of course, Mi-ho couldn't have looked at me well in his previous life, which provoked her to anger.
I felt a slight resentment for Mangosteen, but I soon opened my head.
'There's no way that promiscuity can provoke Queen Dowager for no reason. I can't be Miho's partner right now, but I can't help it... "
I could have just given him Obsidian to revive Miho's memory. I could have confiscated the only high-end information I know and attracted Miho's attention.
However, Miho was currently mentally unstable and not in a trustworthy state. However, I was impaled by the Queen Dowager, so I might consider myself to be alive and fighting.
I thought about my tastes and what I should do in Dongyoung. I didn't think I would come here often, so I wanted to do something for efficiency.
'Hmm. Well, there is one thing.'
Discover the real Miyamoto Musashi!
I wanted to find the existence that was probably the strongest person in Dongyoung. Every time I find someone, I will have more choices in my life. I decided to stay in Dongwon for about a month and explore Miyamoto Musashi.
First, I headed to Hoshokawa (a family), where there was a fake Miyamoto Musashi. The last time I heard it was because Musashi was living quietly on the Koumamoto Bun in Hoshowa family.
Kumamoto is surrounded by three-sided mountains, large plains, and mainly concentrated industries. I looked around and saw her grazing cattle everywhere. The area where Musashi was staying was also quite remote to Kumamoto, so I had to ask him for three days to find him.
When I caught a farmer nearby and asked him about his time, he said.
"You mean the Blader? I heard that they sometimes wander around houses near the castle..."
"Anything unusual?"
"I only see her sometimes because she's quiet, and I've never heard of her."
I went to the home of the Musai.
Daughter -
The landscape echoes and you can see the doors of the traditional house open in the hot climate. I waited a long time to knock, not even when the door was open.
"Hello?"
I couldn't hear the answer, so I set my foot inside. As I walked into the inner room, I heard a horse.
"What a master. Who are you?"
In the center of the room, Miyamoto Moussa sits with his hand on his sword. It appeared to be a sitting, but it was actually a necromancy to slaughter those who came within their scope by an exit.
I looked back at the mystery and knew his level.
'It's not that we can't win. No... it's worth a try.'
I've been training my mind under the sword for a long time and gaining insight into the opponent as I cultivate my super-strength. In my view, Miyamoto Musashi was the strongest. It's probably quite strong against the same swordsmen, Nobutzna and Bokuten.
Since the moment I approached, Musashi has been outraged by Qi and has had to use a foothold to defend himself. That meant that I was at least a step ahead of him in my purity.
I said najik.
"I am the Hundred Hundred. I'm here to see what a famous pair of swordsmiths looks like under heaven."
"How did you see it?"
"Disappointed."
He laughed and laughed.
"Hehehe... I have nothing to say. So you're going to kill me?"
I shook my head.
"That's not why I'm here today. I've come to find out your truth."
"The truth?"
I glanced at Musai and said boldly.
"Your Five Wheels is not for you. You didn't write the book of five wheels. Where did you get it?"
"......!!"
While you were alive, I opened my eyes. A drop of sweat appeared visually on his forehead. He glances at me and pulls one foot forward for a few moments. The attack was more firmly established.
'You're about to fight.'
He must have touched his disgust with one word. No, what I think you just said is probably the greatest secret of all time. Now he has this obsession that he has to kill me at all costs.
I smiled coldly and said.
"Two thousand workers, let's take a look."
I lightly flew a phantom. The cerebral cortex, one of the hallmarks of the red moon of the triceps, was clearly the highest-powered feast in the cerebral nephrine recommendation method, and was very good at dealing with such twisted erection. The martyr quickly blew up and had no choice but to avoid the phantom, and the next moment, the house of the martyr exploded.
Kwaguawang!!
While the pieces of the house were scattered, the Musashi began to attack me by using strange tricks, circling the air swallows. The response was permanent and agile, which reminded me of the snake, and I couldn't help but notice the sharp changes in the method.
'That's a great trick.'
Ka River
I fought for about twenty seconds in the air and landed again. When the mythic figure came out and faced him with three lengths, I blew the lightning bolt carrying the sword at him. The Lightning McQueen's sword became incredibly large, cutting through the air at a rapid rate, and became roughly the same size as the town.
"......!!"
Asashi hurriedly avoided the thunder with a frightening look on his face.
I left the thunderclap and swung my finger again to steer the thunderclap, chasing the thunderclap as if leading. When he became inevitable, Moussai deployed his double-edged sword and tried to dig through the tunnels with all sides.
Kuang
As the Musai jumped into the air without overcoming the shock, I rushed straight to him. The magnetic current swordsmanship that I trained under the sword sublimated to the Feast of Declaration and stabbed the Blader, and the Blader couldn't even react. He desperately stopped my attack.
It's been about 200 seconds.
Kigging
The statue of Musashi was half-cut and soared into the air. The blade pierces through the ground, plunging it deep, and the Blader stands devastated with a broken blade. He survived my attack as best he could, but eventually he lost his weapon because he couldn't withstand the overwhelming heat of the air.
I pointed the sword at the neck of the Blader.
"I don't want to take your life. I just want to know the truth."
"......"
He gripped his teeth. I was never going to tell you my secret. Perhaps the truth had much to do with the honor of being a 'Blader', so it was clear that it was better to die this way. I thought blackmail wouldn't be enough, so I said it again.
"You know, you're stagnating yourself. It's a side effect of forcefully practicing unsightly martial arts. You have a pretty good idea."
Hmph!
The martyrdom was noticeably shaken. Then I opened my mouth.
"How much do you know? Did you see the Five Wheels?"
"Let's just say you made a guess. At this rate, you'll never get away with it for the rest of your life. Isn't it hard to learn from the Five Wheels?"
I was nervous about the expression on his face. Stabbed.
"... what do you want to say?"
"If you tell me the truth, I will accept you as my partner. Then I can give you a tax collector who can evade your current position."
Then Musashi snorted.
"I admit you're a step ahead of me, but I can't believe you have a tax collector like that."
"It's true. Isn't it usually impossible to surpass you at my age?"
"......"
"This is ultimatum. If you don't accept this offer, I won't stand for it."
I can't help but refuse. I will maim and crush the Musketeers immediately and torture them with an arm seal. I don't try it immediately because the aftertaste is unclear, but it will definitely work.
He said as if there was nothing he could do.
"... Got it. I will."
"Good thinking."
"Put the knife away first. Your spirit is shrinking because you're so strong."
Swook
As I draw my sword, the living man slumps down like he's powerless. And I stared at my path half-heartedly, and I was pitied.
"Here comes the day after all!"
He sat in the ruins as if he wanted to clear his mind. And then he said,
"Let's move the place since it's going to be a long story. The cavalry will be here soon."
"Sure."
Wheaties
My husband and I left the city and went into a nearby forest. Moussai reaches near the small pond and picks up his horse.
"First of all, I'm not Miyamoto Musashi."
"What do you mean?"
He speaks with an aggressive expression.
"I am Sasaki Kojiro of Heavy Flowers." ❗?). "
"......!!"
I was surprised.
Sasaki Kojiro!
He was the biggest enemy of Miyamoto Musashi, and the duel they encountered on the island of Ganji Ma was a huge debate in the frozen art world. And because Miyamoto Musashi won the battle, he was able to climb to the top of the sword in Dongwon. But what about Sasaki Kojiro, not Miyamoto Musashi?
"What do you mean? If you're Sasaki Koji, where's Musashi Miyamoto?"
Sasaki Kojiro took out the scroll from his arms. Then I began to speak quietly about the past.
"While it is known that Moussai and I fought one-on-one from the Lepidoptera, his reality was not even brief. I was prepared to die on the spot... but he gave me this five-wheel scroll saying I was bad at talent."
"It can't be..."
"Yes... Miyamoto Musashi was disappointed in the martial arts world after a duel with me called Dongyoung's Great Sword Tiger." He ordered me to live as a Miyamoto Musashi in the future, saying that he would practice his own martial arts. "
I was conflicted and rebellious.
"Is that possible? There's a difference between the appearance and appearance known to people."
"It was possible to survive. He cast an unknown musculoplasty on the spot and turned me into this."
"......"
"He seemed to be very proficient in Qi or the human body..."
I organized my thoughts and said:
"Very well. Where did Miyamoto Musashi go, then?" "
"He said he was going to the continent looking for an opponent. Otherwise, I don't know."
"Continent...?"
I felt overwhelmed. If it were a continent, it would definitely be a Central Member, because I had never heard of any suspected Miyamoto Musashi before. By doing so, Miyamoto's whereabouts had become spotless.
'Half the success.'
I knew I had to find the real Miyamoto Musashi in the middle school. After clearing my mind for a moment, I told Sasaki Kojiro.
"Kojiro. Follow me, then."
"Are you really going to give me the Martial Arts?"
"If you follow me as my colleague!"
"Got it."
I put him in my armor with Kojiro's consent and then put the flashlight back on and returned to the midterm. Either way, Kogi was a superhero, so his power should be useful in the future.
The next place I heard was a no-man 's-land. She was glad when I came back.
"The White Void Act! How's it going?"
"Yes."
I told him in detail what happened after the encounter with hopelessness. She listens calmly and says.
"Looks like there's a plan for the network. I don't know about that. Take out that Kojiro first."
I took Sasaki Kojiro out of the collar, according to her words. Then she said to Kojiro, who was confused.
"Give me the Five Wheels."
When he translated for him, he hesitated and took out the Five Wheels Book in front of him. She looked into the book of five wheels and said,
"I'm sure I'll see you again. I can agree that there is a real myth."
"What would you like to do?"
"Give me Kojiro. I was worried I didn't have enough hands to beat up Toma. Good."
"In that case..."
I was kind enough to escort the new recruit to the gumma. The Sword should be able to control Kojiro as much as possible. And from the point of view of Koji, it shouldn't be so bad to learn shameless work.
"What are you going to do with the translator?"
"Not long ago, I was raiding the oral slavery chamber to get information about you. That's where I got the best interpreter. Don't worry about it."
"Slavery?"
"It was a regular meeting. I didn't even see the groom."
The bitterly muttered black horse said.
"The White Void Act. Please come back soon. I don't think we should learn the pagan feasts from you again."
"I understand."
I sensed in her words that the darkness she captured in the oral slavery field would be deeper than I thought. Even the current sword is the master of Lee, Kwang Lee, or above, because it means he was desperately lacking in his strength.