Volcanic Spirit

Ten, it's more alcohol than spirits. (5)

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asked Po Dae-woong.

"Don't you drink today?"

When Yi Hwon opened his eyes, he hurriedly hid behind Sima Chung. Then, he tried to avoid responsibility, saying Samachung made him do it. Sima Chung gave a wink after pushing out such a cannonball. But Podaewoong nodded as if he understood it again.

"If you're not going to drink, we're going to train together."

Po Dae-woong believed in his size and thought he was a naughty boy. After a few blows, I became obedient and didn't really care. But when I saw him doing that with Sima Chung, I laughed out loud.

"You're playing cute. You're going to get angry. You bastards. Go!"

Lee Hwon shook his hand like a bug.

Sima Chung turned around without hesitation as if he knew it would be. Po Dae-woong slipped him a word while following him.

"I'm going to train with the mercenaries. These days, Chung and all of them are going to look good on you.

Puck!

Lee Hwon smiled at the two men who were moving away.

For him, the initial angle was the cradle of discrimination and frustration. I was pushed by the rich; I was pushed by the good-natured man; I could not see the light.

It was so unfair at the time.

After passing by, there was no place as comfortable as volcanic waves.

Where is it that you give three meals a day?

It's not even a big test, but it's taught me enough to do the marking.

At that time, the true intentions of the volcanic gatekeepers are unknown.

But only after they go down the mountain will they realize the preciousness of the initial angle.

'How grateful it is to have a shadow.

Kang Ho treated the incompetent as a bug, and regarded him as a fly's life. It was not a discussion of Sima Odo, but rather a phenomenon that took place in the political circle.

strong self-esteem

Regardless of morality, law, and personality, the world where everything is decided by power is called a strong and a moorim.

A world in which one must have strength before calling for justice.

Lee Hwon tapped his chest.

Cheongcheon Ice Flower Wine, which is made of jade in Poom, will give it strength. Originally, it was scheduled to stay at the initial angle for a year. If the plan was carried out as planned, the product would have been fully completed in about two months.

'Perfect for early spring.'

Lee Hwon giggled for no reason.

The ice wine was made of ice crystals, so it was full of the energy of extreme pitch. It was like a poison if someone who had not reached the level accidentally drank it. You will not survive because your veins are firm and your organs are frozen. So even Moorim would have given out the blue ice wine to only a few people under the pretext of it.

Hana would feel as good as drinking cold water in the middle of summer for Lee Hwon.

The blood vessel meant the polar.

Prior to his return, Yi Hwon's experience was no less than that of Beomcheon Banyakong, who was called the highest peak of Yanggangjigi, or Sunyang Mugeuksin of Mudang. Volcanoes were not even comparable in the first place, as they were famous for their shady ignorance.

Therefore, I just want to make chungcheon ice wine as soon as possible and drink it in a gulp.

'When are we going back?'

Lee Hwon has given up his appetite.

I think he will go back after finishing the gold dust wash in Hwabuk Jangju and the meeting. If that happens, it may be delayed for another few days.

Then suddenly, a small princess came to mind.

'Wait! I told you the sogungju is going back. Then there is no reason to go to the Moorimists, nor to discuss the volcanic and the sectarian factions."

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

As soon as I finished washing my face, I felt like I was going back to the volcano. The reason why Eun Ho-tak in Hwabuk Jangju brought in volcanic waves is to discuss the safety of Sogungju.

'A man must do good to be blessed.'

Then, the foot of the tent entrance was lifted and someone entered.

It's an unexpected guest.

Sogoongju took off his crown and looked down at Yi Hwon.

"Don't you have to get up if the guest is here?"

"I've never invited you."

Maybe it's because they made us an ice pack.

Her words and actions completely dispelled hostility.

After hearing one blunt remark from Lee Hwon, he suddenly sat on the bed. He was cute because he looked like a child of his age when he showed a desire to win in a strange part.

"What's going on?"

"I'm here to say goodbye. I'm going back to the Ice Palace tonight."

"Without looking at the gold fountain?"

The ox-kungju grinned.

He seemed to have regained his composure in a day.

"Hwabuk Jangju will be sick from today. I'll naturally put off my gold duty."

Lee Hwon burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You're the one who forced me to wash my face."

"Don't laugh. He's been put to dishonor because of me. His life is worthy of respect. Please be polite as Kang Ho's junior."

"But this is so much fun. If the time passes, no one will mention gold dust. Are you coming back naturally at that's all.

"I'm sure you will."

"What about the meeting?"

Sogoongju narrowed the middle of the forehead.

At first, I thought he was a drunk thief, but the more I see him, the more I know him.

"There's no reason for them to worry when I go back."

Lee Hwon brightened his eyes.

"That's good. Then we can go right back!"

The sogoongju opened his eyes thinly for a while.

Lee Hwon's words have a clue.

She said with a smile.

"Thanks anyway. If the icebox stabilizes, I'll be sure to return your favor anytime."

Lee Hwon raised his upper body and faced the princess. Then he opened his eyes thinly and said, licking his lips with his tongue.

"Haha, you know how to pay me back?"

It's alcohol. Alcohol!

Isn't it common sense to repay kindness with a good drink from time immemorial?

Sogoongju slipped back and said,

"I know so well that I'm annoyed."

"Okay, then!"

Lee Hwon flopped down on the bed.

Sogong-ju also woke up from his bed as if he had finished his business.

She left the tent and frowned her eyes.

"Ah! I'm Buk Ri-hye. Remember."

The thank-you greeting was an excuse, and it seemed like he was here to give his name.

Lee Hwon shook his hand with a long face.

said, kicking his tongue after pushing out the lingering scent of Buk Li-hye within the tent.

"To pretend that a child is deadly."

The area near Hwabuk Market is noisy.

Rumors circulated that Eun Ho-tak, the owner of the funeral, vomited blood due to his deteriorating health while preparing for the gold powder wash. In the meantime, people prayed for the well-being of the general manager because they had eaten and drank. Spending money on people to use it as a shield has returned in a different sense. As a result, there was almost no backlash against the cancellation of the gold tax revenue.

"Good days are over now."

"But I enjoyed myself for a few days."

"There's a scholar in the neighborhood who's going home. I'd better go there for a feast."

"Haksa? Chet! He'll be full of grass."

In the meantime, however, good news came to light.

Hwabukjang declared that it would provide alcohol and meat for three days. He made a request for courtesy to guests who came from afar and for the general's recovery.

The drinkers roared with cheers, and the night of the fire continued.

Hana Volcano and Jongnam were different.

"We go back to the volcano for the third time."

After a few days, Maeng Yum-chae was the same as before.

On one face, the aftermath of the meeting remained intact.

Buk Li-hye put everything on the ice pack, and according to her life and death, the power structure of the ice palace was to be reorganized. So Maengyeomchae wanted to go back to the volcano and discuss the trend with Jang Mun-in.

Lee Hwon secretly cheered.

What was not desirable has been done.

He had a pleasant last afternoon.

He fixed Sima Chung's shortcomings and gave some advice to the officers of the service officer. I shared my affection with the drinkers who had been with me for a few days, and I drank three cups of liquor to celebrate.

Of course it's three glasses per person.

"Oh! What a blue sky!"

I felt good as if a volcano was just around the corner.

Until I hear a familiar sound of dogs in the distance.

"Uh."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes wide.

It was a nonsense I heard in Seohyeon-dong, where I went to make a blood vessel. It was also a dog sound that I heard after digging out and drinking Yuktae Cheonhwa Seobongju.

I had goose bumps on my back for a moment.

Instinct warned.

"Huh?"

Lee Hwon slipped back.

Then came the loud voice of Maengyeomchae.

"Old man! What are you doing here?"

"Stick aside!"

The barking of a dog seemed to be heard from nowhere.

Yi Hwon ran to the tent village lined up like an umbrella, spreading out a seven-legged stamp.

Boom!

One before that, a large open-air gun sheds like a shroud, and when the eyes were blinking, a large dog with long fur hung its eyes wide enough to touch the ground.

Boom!

It was about the size of a calf, but somehow I think I can win.

Hana Lee Hwon seemed to have goose bumps on her back as soon as she rolled up her fist. The looking back creaked as if turning the neck of a wooden doll.

A word came as if he had been waiting.

"Found it! Got it! All of it!"

Lee Hwon was disgusted.

After returning to Korea, the person considered to be the master of the game was showing hostility with his body. Maeng Yum-chae belatedly appeared, leading Yoo Geon-pyeong and Jung-pyo.

"You bastard! Give me an example. Let's have plum black!"

It was dark in front of my eyes.

The only person called Maehwa in a volcano is the volcanic first sword. The plumage roared with eyes glaringly.

"And the master of the liquor you stole."

This time the sky seemed to be falling.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun