Trafford’s Trading Club

“O King Hun... are you dissatisfied with my poor, well-known disciple? ”

Dressed as a vagrant, with a dog's tail grass at the corner of his mouth and a beard all over his face... at this time, one of his palms hung on an open jacket with a smile on his face - Master Musashi.

Attila frowned, but at the same time found that the other end of the immovable whip that was caught suddenly loosened. He subconsciously retracted his whip and took a deep look at Dae-chul, after which he made a strangling move towards Dae-chul with his whip.

Dae-chul shrugged his shoulders casually.

Attila sneered, looked at the Master Musashi, and left straight from here.

As for the Master Musashi, he had no intention of stopping Attila, the Hun King... until Attila entered the Eternal Night Palace before walking into front of the Fish Egg Strong. He glanced at the Fish Egg Strong and said softly: “What do I want? ”

Fish eggs struggled to climb up from the ground at this point, lowered his head and said hastily: "Master, wait a minute, I'll get you what you want. ”

Fish eggs said so forcefully, and walked in stumbling.

Dae-chul couldn't help but wrinkle and frown: “He's hurt like this, you still let him work for you? You're his master too, aren't you? ”

From the surprise call of fish egg john, Da Cheol knew that the man dressed as a wanderer was the master.

“Master? ”

Master Musashi glanced at Dae-chul with dismay at this moment. Instead of caring about the appearance of such a strange face in the square, he said curiously: “Young man, do you have any misunderstanding of the inheritance between the disciples... I just randomly pointed out some basic training methods, but never taught him any genre of swordsmanship? ”

Da Zhe was silent, he looked subconsciously at the stone hut, and Fish Egg Qiang hadn't come out yet... but he could imagine, seriously injured, he was probably also taking this opportunity at this time, struggling in the house, just enduring not to make a sound.

“It's his way of life.” Musashi said coldly at this point: "Whether it's up to me to learn something, or like a slave to please others to gain something, it's his choice. Do you think there's something wrong with this... this heart that wants to be strong doesn't need pity. ”

Da Cheol will be silent... he is not stunned and is long past the age of bloodthirsty impulse, the Musashi master said, he can naturally understand, “Well, since this is the path he chose, I really don't have the right to say anything. ”

“Right!” Master Musashi smiled and suddenly asked: “By the way, what's your name? ”

“Big...”

Dae-chul responded consciously, but frowned in between moments - because the moment he asked the question, the Master Musashi, who looked smiling, suddenly turned to him.

That was the middle length of the two samurai knives sitting between his waist… From drawing swords to chopping, the movement was simply as fast as lightning, even stimulating Daechul's hair roots on the simulator at this time, a sense of crisis suddenly came.

But Daechul didn't move - so did Master Musashi's [National Security Programme]. [Burgundy] eventually stopped in front of Dae-chul's shoulder... the reverse blade.

“Oops, suddenly I'm not interested.” Master Musashi then took a step back, stood up straight, and slowly put [Burgundy Program] into the sheath of the knife between his fingers.

He shook his head and asked again, "What's your name? ”

“Dae-chul.” Dae-chul responded casually and then asked: “Why don't you cut it off? ”

“Am I going to be dangerous?” Master Musashi grinned, "if you touch this scarf around your neck. ”

He didn't really think about what Big Chul would say… at best imagine the other person nodding and then silencing and so on - but dangerous, the Master Musashi himself did feel, and was very clear.

This strange young man with a scarf is far more dangerous than King Attila.

Dae-chul nodded.

“If you do touch my scarf..." But then he looks at the Master Musashi and says in a voiceless voice: "I guess I'll cut you to pieces. ”

This is the most guilty old man of his life, hand-knitted scarf... her eyes are invisible, so this needle comes in tight stitches, day and night thoughts.

Injury is a very difficult thing for a super stripper like Master Musashi... not to mention that life cannot take care of itself?

This is harder to accept than death.

Just...

“Really?” Master Musashi nodded with a smile. "I'm a little convinced you can do it. This look resembles a good friend I used to have. He's also a very committed man... Xiaojiro, have you ever heard of this name? ”

Dae-chul shook his head slowly.

Master Musashi didn't mind much either. Then he began to ask about the history of Da Cheol. Da Cheol Zhangkou came, still using the same rhetoric about fish egg strength.

However, Master Musashi is naturally not a guy who doesn't even count as a half-hanger, but a strong guy who really took off from a subworld, so surely he won't believe who threw Dae-chul into this place... because the danger he felt from Dae-chul is enough for him to judge that Dae-chul is perfectly capable of entering the cracks of the dimension himself.

In fact, there is no concept of time in the dimensional crevices, otherwise, the strong who succeed in transcending the original subworld into the dimensional crevices, have one or more each day, and more than one or two - like the sub-world of many rivers and sand, each subworld is different in time and civilization, if beneath the vast base, not to mention every day, the strong are actually born all the time.

But the vast majority of these strong men died in the mouth of the Void Elemental Demon just as they entered the dimensional crevice, becoming the food for the Void Elemental Demon to grow - breaking the bondage of the original subworld is a very difficult thing, and the strong men succeeded in breaking the walls of the subworld at a great price.

Many of them were already dying, even just when they arrived at the crack... ask, how could the Void Yuan Demon let go of such delicious and irresistible food?

So very few really survive dimensional clips.

And the cracks in the dimension have no change in boundaries, and even the thrones in the transcendent organization are inexhaustible, so it's no surprise that some of the powerful people who break the barriers of the sub-world have never met each other.

So Musashi speculated that Dae-chul's rhetoric was random... Dae-chul should be the new promoter who survived successfully, but we don't know what kind of sub-world he's from yet.

“Dae-chul, have you heard of Superman?” The Master Musashi asked with some enthusiasm at this time.

Heard, must have heard of it - I heard the maid say it in disgust... but obviously it's not easy to say it?

“Not very clear. ”

Dae-chul shook his head, obviously this kind of speech was going to be much better - Dae-chul wasn't really a very talkative person, but later in prison, he met a lot of nice people, so he learned a lot.

“Ha-ha-ha!” Master Musashi nodded, not knowing whether he really believed it or just wanted to listen to it, but he said directly: “Da Cheol, I think you should be able to understand when you come to the dimensional crevices, this place is not as beautiful as you think, on the contrary, it is deserted and dangerous everywhere. You may be invincible and powerful in the original world, but coming to this place and being hit back... is there a feeling of overwhelm? ”

- No... It was a little slow when I started practicing, then chopping and cutting was done, and I didn't see anything dangerous going on in this place?

- Void Yuan Demon or something... Isn't that a sword thing?

“So?”

The Master of Musashi stepped forward and said: "One man's power is limited, but the power of two, three, and more people is not the same... this is how Superman was born. On top of that, an ancient group of transcendents, called the [Throne], followed by people like me who emerged in a new era… Our goal is to explore the ultimate in this dimensional crevice and find a path that truly transcends everything. ”

“Hmm...” Big Philosophy thought: "It's actually a mutual aid club or something... one or several leads, then collects a bunch of little brother organizations, is that common? It's like at a dock or something, or at a construction site. If it's white, it's a black club. ”

Musashi listened, so he stunned for a moment and just burst into a raging laugh. “You are so fucking right that I can't refute this metaphor! That's right, you can think of it as an association of dimensional stitches, how about... Interested in joining us? ”

”Da-chul opened his mouth and hesitated to ask: 'Is that so direct?"

Master Musashi shrugged: “We are all people who have broken the original rules of the world… do we still care about the so-called moral rules of the past? Have you thought about it? ”

Dae-chul shook his head directly, "I don't want to. ”

“Ha-ha-ha, that's direct enough.” Instead of being disappointed by the rejection, the Musashi master is admiring it more and more. "Now the rejection is fine. When you have been in touch with us for a long time, if you know better, it is not too late to say yes... After all, there is no concept of time here, we have nothing but the most time. ”

“Well... well.” Dae-chul nodded, "I'll know more about it before I make my decision. ”

- You made me understand so much... I didn't force you...

“Go, I'll show you around the Night Palace.” Master Musashi is waving his hand at this moment, "by the way, I forgot to tell you, I am the keeper of this eternal night palace... it doesn't matter if you think of me as a nurse here. Besides me, there is also a gatekeeper at Yongnight Palace, a girl named Hidden Sword, who has the opportunity to introduce you. ”

“Isn't she here?” Dae-chul asked curiously.

Master Musashi casually said: “She closed down, the last time we had a fight with heaven, the girl said she had a new understanding, and when she came back she locked herself up, and threw away the work of guarding the door to me... recently she had to stay at the gate often. It was just because I took a nap in front of the gate that I let some guys sneak up here... Speaking of which, more guys have been sneaking up on the square lately. ”

Actually, you still care about Attila, the Hun King, humiliating fish eggs... just don't say it alive, didn't you just come out after hearing the movement?

Da Cheol shook his head. What else did this bastard say to himself? You don't have to worry about the moral values of the past or anything... it's clearly a double standard dog!

“You... you don't know paradise? ”

Unexpectedly, Master Musashi looks at Dae-chul with dismay at this moment - why is it so calm when normal people hear about the Superman organization and the Heaven's engagement... I'm talking about the last time we had a fight with Heaven! Heaven knows... Heaven knows?

Da Cheol opened his mouth... knowing that he did not know how heaven seemed to be important, he asked curiously: "Heaven knows, but there seems to be a lot of Buddha in our place. ”

“… no wonder it came from the sub-world occupied by the Buddha.” The Master of Musashi shook his head quite unnecessarily, "Forget it, you can go in with me, I'll give you a general overview of the Yong-night Palace. ”

Da Cheol looked at this Master Musashi with great confusion... so, do you know if heaven is really spicy?

“Wait...” Looking at the way Musashi can't wait to leave at this time, Da Zhe hesitated to call it this, then looked back at the stone hut... very gently reminded the Master Musashi that the fish eggs seemed strong yet to come out.

“Oh, leave him alone, it's nothing important.” Master Musashi waved: “Just leave the guy alone and let me see that ugly face. ”

Go ahead, Master Musashi has moved forward tens of meters as soon as he stepped... probably some sort of disease technique or something.

At this time, watching Master Musashi go away, Da Cheol shouted at the stone house: “Brother Jiang, I'll go with this Master Musashi to look inside, will you come to us later? ”

“Okay--!” In the stone hut, at this time, the sound of Fish Egg Johan's response came, “I'm not finished here yet, brother, you go in first, don't worry about me, I'll be fine soon... soon...”

Da Zhe listened, looked at the door of the stone hut more, then shook his head, then turned to catch up with Master Musashi... he wouldn't do it with illness technique or anything, but he caught up with a slip of his legs.

……

At the door of the stone hut, the fish egg leaned silently against the door inside, his body could actually appear in the sight of Daechul and the Master of Musashi with a little movement... he just couldn't move.

“Soon…” Fish eggs strong at the moment head down, the sound bitter, “quickly. ”

In fact, he has never been eligible to enter the Everlasting Night's Palace since he came to this place - even the stone hut on this square has been erected with a dead face.

“Soon...” He slapped the rock behind him, “Soon...”