Volcanic Sphere

The golden beast no longer laughed, nor made a good face. His gaze was heavy, and his prayer was as heavy as a mountain.

As he was a one-time worker, the dust swallowed only dry saliva. It was an incredibly dramatic change because it was the same person who had just been in front of him.

The golden beast said.

“Let's take a walk. I want to talk quietly. ”

“Quiet here, too! ”

The golden dog frowned at Damho's answer and looked at the progress.

I also noticed some progress.

“I'll get out of your way. ”

“Stay here. ”

“Brother?”

“Just stay. ”

“Yes!”

In the words of Damho, the buttocks of the Progress stick to the floor again.

It is true that the golden beast is a great man, but the horse of Damho weighs more heavily on the dust.

Damho looks at the golden dog.

“You don't have to tell me if you can't tell me in front of this kid. ”

“That's... I can't help it. ”

The golden marshmallow leans back on her body as she looks gorgeous.

‘I didn't expect this disgrace to work. Damn it!’

The golden beast scratches his white-haired head. Then the swarm under his fingernails became black.

He gave up making any more stern faces. It is only for the opponent who works, and it has no use for the opponent who does not work with authority and majesty, like a damsel.

“Where are you going? Looking in the right direction, it looks like an anvil, right? ”

“Why do you ask that? ”

“Can't you answer the question once? Oh, you're getting dizzy. ”

“ ……. ”

“Okay, okay. His eyes..... are really going to stop my heart. I came to give you some advice. ”

“Advice?”

“Yes! I don't want you to go to Anhwa if you can. ”

“Why?”

“Aren't you guessing? There will be hell. ”

“So?”

“There's no reason for you to jump into that hellhole. It would be better for you to prepare for the battle against the pagans at Sorimsa. ”

“ ……. ”

“It's all for you. Listen to an older person. ”

The voice of the golden beast was filled with regret.

Damho looked at the golden hound. Nor did the golden beast avoid his gaze.

“Why?”

“Didn't I tell you? Hell is about to unfold in Anhwa. ”

“Why are you crawling out now? ”

“What do you mean?”

“You've been hiding for decades. Why are you crawling out now? ”

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“You're asking because you don't know? ”

“I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I just came out to protect the peace of Gandhi. ”

“Yes?”

Damho's eyes sank deeper.

A crack in the face of the golden goblin. And Damho didn't miss that change.

“Escalate!”

“ ……. ”

“Where is he? ”

“Huw!”

Suddenly, the golden beast sighs and chokes. Drinks poured down his mouth, but he didn't mind.

The golden dog emptied a bottle of liquor in an instant. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said,

“How far do you know? ”

“Angelic Society, Escalation, Solidarity. ”

“You've figured it out a lot. But that's not all. ”

“ ……. ”

“The world's work is so complex that it can never be explained by one or two phenomena. The same goes for Angelism.”

“You're an angel. ”

“Maybe, maybe not. ”

“ ……. ”

“I told you, it's very complicated. ”

“Then explain. ”

“Phew! How good would it be to be able to say that? ”

The golden beast sighs. In his sighs was a deep cloud.

“Where is the escalation? ”

“I don't know!”

“Wasn't it on the same side? ”

“You still don't know the priest. ”

“ ……. ”

“At least the Festival of Windmills is a little known in the world, but many of them are hidden in secrets. Even those of us who have been active in the same era know very little about them. So I don't know much about him either. Moreover, his residence is not constant. It's hard to even see the tail like a new dragon hiding in the clouds. ”

“You want me to believe that? ”

“Believe it or not, I mean it's true. I have no reason to force you to believe that. ”

The eyes of the golden drinker looked at the wall, and there was a complex emotion.

“If you are.... ”

“Maybe?”

“No! The story is too long. I have to go. ”

The golden beast suddenly stood up. Then he literally blew himself into the air.

He twirls like a new dragon and disappears into the darkness in an instant.

― Please reconsider going to Anhwisang. You should be here.

With only one stalk of clandestine music.

* * *

Ungyeong wiped the sword.

He grinds and wipes his sword every day. Unexpectedly, as an artisan of the volcanic wave, the time to practice airless was reduced, but it was not as much a day as wiping swords.

Ungyeong clearly knew his role. The mastermind knows that it is not the one who stands at the forefront of the fight, but the one who governs the entire volcano.

It was up to the young disciples, such as honor and plum checkers, to step forward and fight. It didn't take long to acknowledge and accept that fact.

I thought it was the right thing to do, and I actually did. He had a colder brain and a wider mind than anyone else, so he was able to lead the volcanic wave brilliantly. Even so, his aspirations as an unmanned man did not completely disappear.

He practiced cleavage. With the help of the Plum Corps, the power of the Plum Corps increased dramatically, making it unparalleled. But he always thought it was lacking.

“Huw!”

It was time for Ungyeong to sigh with his sword down.

“What are you sighing about? ”

Suddenly I heard Ashrahan's voice.

At that moment, Ungyeong thought he heard the hearing.

Where he was, he was the supreme arch of the softening rod. Outside, there were numerous disciples standing in a row, and the outsider was one of the stops that was never accessible.

There was a strange voice coming.

Cough!

I opened my mouth by grasping the sword that Ungyeong put down.

“Who are you?”

It was a cold voice like a frostbite.

At that moment someone appeared in his residence like a fantasy.

He was a middle-aged teacher with a fresh flavor.

A clean face was revealed. The distinct eyelashes, the dizzy eyes, and the blue energetic head and beard added mystery.

What was unusual was his right sleeve. The empty sleeve was telling me that his arm had been cut off.

Ungyeong's eyebrows twitched.

It is because the atmosphere felt by the Dosa is not unusual. But he remembered that there was no such thing as a volcano.

Ungyeong lifted his sword and aimed at the middle-aged master.

“Who are you? How dare you break into the Volcano Ceasefire. ”

“Haha! I heard your personality is calm, but it's completely different. ”

“Don't be ridiculous, reveal yourself first. ”

The eyes of Ungyeong glow sharply like a blade. But his mind was very confused.

I had never seen this face before, but the atmosphere or prayer was not strange. I felt rather familiar.

At that moment, the middle-aged teacher opened her mouth.

“You don't have to be so vigilant. I'm your son-in-law. ”

“Sazo?”

“Yes, I am the archer. Have you ever heard of me? ”

“The archer? The archer who joined the Corps? ”

“You remember. ”

A middle-aged teacher who said she was a archer smiled. He looked closely at the archer.

When the Corps was organized, Ungyeong was not even born yet. I didn't even get a chance to meet masters like the architect or archer who was in the company at the time. Because of this, even though the middle-aged master in front of his eyes turned out to be a archer, he could not recognize him.

But I couldn't think of it as a lie. Because the pretension felt by the architect is only the absence of volcanic waves.

In other words, the opponent must have cooked the volcanic ashes. That too, for a very long time.

Ungyeong frowns.

“If you're a real archer, give me the evidence. ”

“What a doubtful child. I can't. ”

At this moment, the architect pulls up his power. Then the ambient air changed. And a sparkling fragrance that feels subtle in the air.

“Taekwondo?”

“Yes. Only the elders of the text can learn it. You're not doubting the Tae-cheong law, are you? ”

“I don't think so. But.... ”

Ungyeong shakes his head. His face was full of confusing light. Then the archer approached with a gentle smile.

“I am clearly your master archer. Following the death of the Archers, he joined the Conservatives and created a revolutionary ball to put an end to the First World War. ”

The voice of the archer was very slow. Ungyeong listened to his voice without even knowing it.

“I haven't been able to get back to the volcano because of circumstances. I'll tell you about him later, so don't doubt it. I am an unmanned man who was a member of the Archery, Soldier and Elder of the Volcano. That is your master. ”

“Are you really a master? ”

“Yes, Wunjeong. In the meantime, there has been a lot of work. I'm sorry I didn't get here sooner. ”

The archer walks toward the fence. I looked at the archer like that, and I didn't know what was going on.

“The weight that the master of volcanoes should bear is never light. I want to share that burden with you from now on. Will you allow me? ”

“Well, I..... ”

“You don't have to think so hard. You don't have to worry. If you'll excuse me, I'll live the rest of my life for the volcano. ”

“ ……. ”

“I've come all the way back here, far and wide. As you can see, I've hurt a lot, and I need a place to rest. I want to rest in an old volcano in my hometown. Will you accept me? ”

“If you are a master, of course..... ”

“Thank you.”

The archer's smile darkened. On the contrary, Ungyeong's eyes turned into a dream.

“Because I have so much damage to my mind, is there not a Plum Corps left? I desperately need a Plum Squad right now. Can you give me the Plum Corps? ”

“The Plum Syndicate……. ”

It was then. Suddenly, a clear energy appeared in the body of the fortune teller and swirled the whole body. Suddenly, the focus returned to the eyes of the man who was dreaming.

“Where did you hear that story? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Plum Squad.”

“Why is that? ”

“There is only one place that knows the existence of the Plum Clan other than the Volcano disciples. ”

“ ……. ”

“Angelism. You're an angel's unmanned man. ”

Ungyeong was still remembering smartly. The case in which a monster who declared himself a bloodthirsty messenger tried to kidnap him along with the Plum Demons. The current Jinn told me that the Blood Lion is part of the Angelic Society.

Ungyeong vomited in old age.

“How dare you impersonate an archer. Unforgivable. ”

At that moment, the archer smiled bitterly.

“It was too much to completely delude a child who was the gatekeeper of the volcanic wave with magic like dreamwork. ”

Just a moment ago, he performed a barbeque called Mont Horn Sul against the fortune teller. It was a technique that literally misled the opponent to listen to him.

In fact, it didn't make any sense to write a dream trick for someone who was about to become a volcano master, but I thought that the period of time when the master became an master was relatively short, and that he was young enough to try again because he lacked a ram. And, as he wished, the fortune seemed to be almost over. If you didn't just say "Plum Demon."

Ungyeong pulled out the sword.

“Reveal your identity. ”

“He…… he is the architect's accomplice. ”

At that moment, at the entrance of the maxillary palace, a trunk of ripe voice was heard.

“Bed and breakfast?”

There was a real man standing at the entrance.