Volcanic Spirit

Second and second steps.

The monthly fee was suspended.

Yu Geon-pyeong sent back the officials and reached out his hand to the first footnote that had come.

"Let me see the data."

Won Won-hwi, 7th in the rank of Jin Mu-gwan under the initial angle.

Lee Hwon and Cho Do-gak ranked 27th in political affairs.

The monthly performance was as important as the result.

As such, it was customary to assign similar levels of government officials to each other to perform the dance. So just looking at the rankings of the two, the assignment of Bimu was quite unreasonable.

But Yoo Gun-pyeong didn't mind.

He skimmed through Lee Hwon's data after passing through the original cost-hwi data.

'Ehwon can't beat Won-hwi. How did you win?'

He saw the data with his eyes and copied the dance with his head.

"Well, I've replaced my lack of physical strength with improvisation."

The first lady was spoken to.

"I have a good feeling."

"If you find a gap and you lack your ability, don't waste it and back off."

"Hooh, you're a good judge."

It was a feat that an inertia of that age could hardly possess.

The initial angle with the chuimsae asked in a gentle tone.

"Are you interested?"

The true princess opened her eyes wide.

"My lord! My disciple almost died."

People must have felt uncomfortable when their disciples were beaten and they paid attention to the punk.

"Uhhhhh."

One word from the initial state closed the mouth of the Qin Mu-ju's mouth.

Each official of the government office was a disciple of the inner family who operated the military office. So the gap was so wide that if the direct line of the volcano farted, it would have to pretend to die.

Moreover, Yu Geon-pyeong was deep in thought.

Do not disturb.

"No matter how good they are, they were not to the point of being seen. Nevertheless, if I could have won,···.'.'.'.'.'

Yu Geon-pyeong's eyes were striking.

Won Won-hwi's inspection is a soloist in Hwaryun Sword and Wonyeong Sword.

However, if Lee Hwon knows how to conduct a wheel inspection, many of the questions have been answered.

It didn't matter how he knew.

He only kept in mind that Lee Hwon used it in the right place.

"Hmm."

He answered firmly while he was sinking.

"It's late."

The tea-carved wine tasted as if it knew it would.

He also looked at the data.

Lee Hwon's assessment is of the level of musculoskeletal grade and the level of qualifications.

Even within the political affairs office, he lacked the qualifications to hover in the lower middle and lower ranks. In terms of the initial angle as a whole, it was clearly in the lower ranks.

"I see."

The supercarrier no longer collected Yu Geon-pyeong.

Lee Hwon has already shown his limit.

It was clear that he would spend his entire life at the end of the second-rate class unless he took a bath with a spirit tablet or learned post-mortem shamanism.

Yu Geon-pyeong kicked his tongue.

'I coordinated the beginning and the end of the bimu, but that's it.'

He shook his hand and said,

"Let the priest take care of himself."

The move meant that the punishment would also be left to the public.

But as he turned around, he fell softly.

Not only the beginning and the end of Bimu, but also the process of Bimu's journey, it touched my mind. Lee Hwon hasn't seen a single damage since Bi-moo started.

'It was natural to win. In addition to that, he's managed to lay out his physical strength.'

It can't happen.

It was almost impossible for an officer to control his body perfectly. It was a skill that only the master, who had been watching himself through numerous hands-on experiences, could perform.

'Are you saying that it's not just sense and judgment.

Yoo Gun-pyeong turned around and stared at the confused Lee Hwon.

The impossible has happened.

So it would have been the right thing to do as the gateway to the volcano. Interest in perfusion has risen to a level of curiosity.

"Wake up."

*

When I opened my eyes, Yu Geon-pyeong was in front of me.

In other words, the first step was not bad.

'Glass sword Yoo Geon-pyeong.'

Come to think of it, he was a man who had been resentful in his previous life.

He is the great disciple of the volcano, but he did not look like a master.

a well-drilled swordlike impression

He is a typical unmanned man who sets his own standards and sets likes and dislikes.

No, more than unmanned, more like a romantic.

Yoo Geon-pyeong briefly cleared up the situation when Lee Hwon broke his leg. Kang Ja-zone is Kang Ho's providence, and if you leave the fire and Doga and step into Kang Ho, you have to endure it.

Oh! I left a message saying, "Please treat me well with a bonus."

an attitude towards the incompetent

I was appalled by the rudeness.

Anyway, Lee Hwon and Won Ha-hui began to live a different life because of the punishment.

'Now I want you to say that for me.’

While Lee Hwon was organizing his thoughts, a dry remark came to mind.

Lee Hwon, a member of the political affairs office under Cho Do-gak. Is that right?"

"Yes."

"The significance of the monthly ritual is to compete with each other to make the most of the shortcomings. The score for promotion is only a byproduct. But you mercilessly assaulted a colleague going the same way under the shadow of a volcano."

The tone was cool.

I feel like I'm going to be scolded right away.

Hana Lee Hwon smiled inwardly.

The longer Yoo Geon-pyeong's tongue was, the more he meant it was going according to his intentions.

"Approved."

"There is a silver lining between the two.It's unacceptable to take personal revenge through monthly secretarial work."

Yoo Geon-pyeong shouted after clearing his voice.

"Do you even know your sins?"

Lee Hwon said with a bowed head.

"How can I not know my sins? I'll take any punishment."

He glanced up and added a horse.

"Even if it's a scandal."

Yoo Geon-pyeong frowned.

"You are not yet a disciple of the main school. So ripples, and nothing to say."

"I just meant to follow the will of the volcano."

There was a moment of silence.

Yoo Geon-pyeong stared at Lee Hwon.

One little boy doesn't avoid the eye.

Now all the doubts have been answered.

'You were thinking about not only the beginning and the end of the Bi-moo, but also the post-processing?'

If you were a common disciple of volcanoes, you might have taken it as an insult to the chief.

Hana Yu Geon-pyeong was different.

The good disciple he used to claim was polite and far from good.

More intensely to become a master.

More intensely to revive the volcano.

He regarded himself as a great disciple of the volcano. Lee Hwon was somewhat envious of him, but he was smart enough to watch.

"Lee Hwon?"

"Yes."

Lee Hwon replied with a bowed head.

After a while a faint snorting came in, and a husky remark.

"You're clever."

asked the Duke of Qin, with his eyes wide open.

"Yu Dae-hyeop, what does that mean?"

Yu Geon-pyeong ignored the Qin Mu Guan-ju and spoke to the Chodo-ju.

"Do you mind if I take care of you?"

The first lady welcomed Yu Geon-pyeong's active intervention.

"Do as you please."

Yoo Gun-pyeong kept his words as insignificant as dealing with backlogs.

"Official officer, Lee Hwon. They are charged with ruining the monthly rain tree and ordered to close the gate. Instead, we allow eating, sleeping and talking, considering that there was no cheating on Bimu itself."

"Yu Dae-hyeop! Isn't that too weak a punishment?"

Closing the hall is no different from having a meal and spending time alone if you can sleep. I wouldn't be lonely if I could speak there.

Yu Geon-pyeong added the words with a deafening cry of the Qin Mu-gwanju.

"I will also punish you for assault on the east. Clean Yi Hwon in the hundred and eighty-eight circles, put him in the twelfth. Allow the use of janggu, and order an introduction during cleaning time."

Jingmu was unable to speak at all.

This means cleaning the stairs with bees that make Won-hwi an anti-bacterial figure. They also allowed the use of broomsticks, and no one should approach them when cleaning.

It was confusing who was the successor to Won Young-moon.

'Is there an elder in Lee Hwon's back?'

On the other hand, the political leader continued to make a series of attacks as if he had met his deceased ancestors.

"Thank you for your kindness. Thank you."

Then, he pressed Lee Hwon's head against the wall.

"What are you doing? You bastard. Quickly bow down to thank you."

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead with a mechanical nod.

'Why is he suddenly acting so nice?'

Why is a man who used to regard government as a cash cow so grateful for his own safety?

Yoo Gun-pyeong exclaimed, "I had forgotten."

"Ah!"

He said, looking at the cost of the gold spear.

"Be well treated."

Lee Hwon closed his eyes tightly.

Everything that had remained like a burden of mind for twenty years seemed to melt away like snow.

'Yes, heal well. Then I'll hit you again later.'

Then a cool word rang in my head.

Don't forget that the end of the powerless spirituality that has attracted my attention is a disgrace.

It would have meant watching.

When Lee Hwon turned his head in disgust, Yoo Gun-pyeong was nowhere to be seen.

Instead, the first lady asked with a kind expression.

"You got two punishments. What would you do first?"

Lee Hwon said as if it were obvious.

"I'll close the building first."

"Yes, sir. The political governor. Please be prepared."

Lee Hwon took a deep breath.

Now that we have returned, we should live better than before.

The first step to do so was well taken.

Now it was time to take the second step.

'Shenyu-dong's start.'

Lee Hwon decided to take it instead of Won.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun