Volcanic Spirit

11, kidnapping is a crime.

I heard there's a hole in the sky that will rise even if the sky falls.

Maeng Yum-chae made a hole for himself.

He made a fuss and asked the old soldier.

"Huck! Old man, is that what you said last time?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure he drank it?"

"I told you so!"

The old man replied with a sharp tongue.

It is not that you do not understand the astonishment of the infernal salts, but you must have been annoyed by repeated questions. On the other hand, it was a grateful question that gave Lee time to calm down.

'Alcohol should be respected in itself.'

It didn't matter who made it, who had it, and who drank it. It just matters how delicious and enjoyable the alcohol was. Some people say that you don't get drunk when you drink deliciously.

'I really enjoyed the meal.'

It was as delicious as the smell of chieum that I drank before I died.

Therefore, Lee Hwon did not commit a crime.

He was heavily armed for a long time with his own logic. The time was bought by a fierce match. And as a result, the tremors disappeared in an instant. Now standing in front of the old army, Yi Hwon was not a thief, but an ordinary gatekeeper at the elementary school.

Now! If you know me and know the enemy, you're not in danger."

Lee Hwon glanced at the old soldier.

No matter how low the volcanic wave has fallen, Maehwa Sword must be a super-peak master. In addition to the basic information, Maeng-ch'am was able to add some information.

The old army does not stay in volcanic waves.

Judging from the old army's background, he seems to have lived alone for a long time

The old soldier speaks fast and has a poor voice.

This is typical of a person who has lived alone in the mountains for a long time. Because of his fiery personality, he was more emotional than the opposite sex. Only after thinking about the pros and cons, and thinking about getting out of it could I set the course.

Lee Hwon stammered out of his usual way.

"Excuse me,······. You're a big man on a volcano?"

He blinked so many times that he seemed naive that he constantly recalled old memories inside.

It's not a memory of the nightlife or the night festival.

Long before that.

He was taken as a slave, dug a hole in the ground, sold as a slave, and beaten by his wicked master. It was a nasty time when I used flattery and excuses to live.

"For now, you're out of it."

The old soldier pushed his way through.

Then Lee Hwon bowed as if he had waited.

"Hello! Well, I'm Lee Hwon, the coffin of the initial angle. It's an honor to meet the big man of the volcano."

It's like bowing for the first time in life. The figure looked like a super-dokkeok-gwando, which was not even a gateway to volcanic waves.

"Huh."

Mr. Roh unwittingly breathed a faint sigh.

I couldn't believe that a naive fellow who would farm in the country was the culprit.

He glanced at the side dishes.

Boom!

I'm sure he's the criminal.

The old soldier narrowed the middle of his forehead.

It was already 30 years ago that he buried Yuktae, Cheonhwa, Seobongju with Jang Mun-in. And since ten years ago, you've been patrolling the place where alcohol was buried once every ten days with your snacks. Therefore, it was natural to trust the nose of the snack more than Lee Hwon I just met.

"You drank my liquor, didn't you?"

He was a man of urgent character, as expected, as he only brought up the subject without any question.

Lee Hwon opened his eyes wide.

"I only drank the drinks that were given out by Hwabuk Market."

"Not that! Didn't you drink the alcohol I hid? Do you know what kind of alcohol that is?"

Lee Hwon waved his hand at the old soldier's questioning.

"I don't know."

"Your body smells like alcohol! Where do you play false tricks?"

The snack barked in response.

Boom!

"It's natural that I can smell alcohol because I like it."

"Shut up! Anju can distinguish the smell of alcohol. But you're lying in front of me?"

It's a real surprise for Lee Hwon.

There's a lot of gisaengs in Gangho, and there's nothing special about it.Ji-man, it was an unheard-of article that dogs distinguish the smell of alcohol.

"The food is a little special."

Maeng Yum-chae added a chime.

The old soldier went off again in a spirited manner.

"I've smelled the Yuktaehwabongju for more than a decade!"

Maeng Yum-chae exclaimed as if seeking consent from Yu Geon-pyeong and Jeong Pyo.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The relationship between the death penalty and the hostess of the snack bar is, to the point where it seems like heaven has established it."

"No way. The smell of alcohol must have spread recently, ··."···.""

The old soldier opened his eyes.

"What did you just say?"

"Me?"

"Yes, you just said something."

Lee Hwon was speechless for a moment.

Yuk Tae-cheonhwa Seobongju is one of the most famous spirits in the world. Wasn't it perfectly sealed like a special formula? So, even if you can tell the smell of food and smell it, it would have been very recent. However, I was embarrassed for a moment because I showed off my knowledge about alcohol without realizing it.

'Oh! That's an old habit.'

But Maeng Yum-chae pulled the sleeves of such an old soldier.

The love of the death penalty for alcohol may have been the driving force behind the separation of alcohol from the side dishes. That's what it meant. That's how amazing and amazing it is. Hahaha!"

"Not you!"

The old soldier blushed and gasped wildly.

"I do like drinking, but I'm not mean enough to covet other people's drinks. I don't even know where he is."

"Hmmm, he's a big brother, he is. He's just one of the first officers in political affairs. There's no way he'll be wandering around in the middle of the street."

Lee Hwon secretly cheered for Maeng Yum-chae.

I will repay you whenever I have the chance.

At least I'll pour you a few leftovers.

Then an unexpected man stepped forward.

This is Yu Geon-pyeong, a student of Ewha Womans University.

"Sajil, Yu Geon-pyeong says hello to the four hundred. You have a lot of eyes, so let's go inside and talk. Since the children are not going anywhere, why don't you have a proper conversation with Mr. Maeng?"

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've met the death penalty, so let's have a cup of tea. The executioners of the volcano will be envious, hitting the ground, knowing that I chatted with my brother alone."

For a moment, Lee Hwon seemed to have goose bumps on his back.

Yoo Gun-pyeong sneaked in, cut off his spirits, and smiled meaningfully at himself. I know you stole the drink, but it felt like you were now showing that you'd let it go for the bigger picture.

'Are you trying to take the candle out of fear of losing me?'

If that is the case, it is an obsession that is feared to appear in dreams. Just watching it gives me goose bumps. However, Yoo Geon-pyeong might be the first to take the lead, so he could become a student.

A tiger at the front and a wolf at the back.

I think this is the very situation in which isolation is avoided.

However, Lee Hwon did not even think of Cheongcheon Ice Cream Co., which is comparable to Yuktaehwa Seobongju. In fact, the blue ice wine was the best weapon to cover up the situation. Isn't it alcohol that doesn't exist in the world at this point? But it was better to be tortured by the old army or a disciple of Yu Geon-pyeong than to share it with others.

At that time, there was a gust of wind around the old army.

Bang!

"Frustrated! You bastards know nothing!"

Lee Hwon's legs seemed to relax as soon as the old man showed off his strength. There is nothing strange about a super-high master who lived alone in the mountains. It was simply a moving headache. Sure enough, the old army pushed back Yu Geon-pyeong and strode toward him.

"You! Let's talk quietly with me."

He just said that and grabbed her by the back of the neck.

"Oh! Kidnapping is a crime."

But the old soldier didn't mind.

"Drinking is also a crime!"

Then he jumped up holding Yi Hwon by the back of his neck, stepped on the tent's support and quickly disappeared.

"Huh, I can't follow the death penalty right now, ·····"

It was a word of envy.

"Kkeum, Sajuk, maybe he'll take him as his disciple?"

It was an absurd story of Jung-pyo.

"It's Jeong-pyo. Ambassador Baek assured me when he left the volcano ten years ago. I'm saying I'll never break the distribution of volcanoes with my disciples."

Yoo Geon-pyeong thought there was still a chance left. It was even more fiery after seeing him get involved with the old army.

*

Pavat!

Lee Hwon couldn't come to his senses because he had never experienced it before.

Super-high cilantro's hard work is faster than the Junma. It was so difficult for the criminal to even identify the shape that he thought it was windy. Evidently, Lee Hwon before his return was stronger than the old army.

However, I have never been able to perform properly due to my lame attitude.

'Ha, the speed is so dirty.'

The surrounding landscape was colored monochrome as the speed got faster. As a result, the complex mind was so refreshed that it could clear up for a moment.

Boom! Boom!

Lee Hwon glanced back and looked dejected.

What kind of dog is so fast?

The moment I realized that I was behind my dog, I felt despair. Hemorrhage was an abstinence from higher learning, but the current achievement was too feeble. It would have been at least five provinces or more to get away from the super-high master.

'Oh, my God! You're being kidnapped by an old man who can't even manage alcohol.'

Then there was a herd coming fast from the other side. They all rode horses, their costumes were unified, and they felt restrained.

Lee Hwon opened his eyes wide.

Their attire was perfectly familiar.

"Oh? Uh!"

It's a backup. It's a savior. It was bait. It's a rope.

Lee Hwon shouted his throat out.

"Seolryongdang, Seolryongdang!"

Roh, however, did not mind unexpectedly.

Come to think of it, didn't you turn your back on Kang for decades?

"The North Sea ice is uninhabited."

"Hung! Don't play tricks. Why is the archer of the North Sea Ice Palace wandering around the island?"

Those who fought with Lee Hwon the most before his return were the factions. Sima Odo ran away with his tail when he lacked ability, but the political faction clung annoyingly tenaciously.

So they were also mastering how to deal with them.

"They came into the island and killed innocent people, robbed them, and caused a lot of damage. They're the reason why the volcanic and the sectarian groups got together to meet with Hwabuk Jangju."

after a moderate mixture of truth and lies

Jeong Pain has touched on the perils that everyone has.

They are the cause and the righteous association.

"What?"

The old soldier slowed down.

But he still did not hide his suspicious look.

It was impossible to confirm the authenticity here anyway. That is why Yi Hwon once again mixed truth and falsehood and worked hard to plot and drive a wedge.

"They are the peninsula of the Ice Palace. A long time ago, Hwabuk Jangju interacted with the Ice Palace on the side of Jangseong during the Moorim League. So I made contact with Hwabuk Jangju to deal with the peninsular in the Ice Palace."

Lee Hwon blurted out his words.

The old soldier's eyes shot up in reverse, and his face turned red.

"Be quiet. I'll check it out!"

He put down Yi Hwon and blocked the middle of the tunnel.

And shouted at the fighters running from the front.

"Stop!"

*

The task of the three groups of Seolryongdang and Sa was to secure the new recruits of Bukrihye, the Sogungju of the North Sea Ice Palace. That's why the web is so wide-ranging and waiting for the target to approach.

Meanwhile, a sudden return order was issued.

Hwabuk Jangju played the role of Geumbun Se-soo, and there was a change in the status of Sogoongju. So, he is running nonstop to join Sulyong Dangju, putting everything aside.

"What's up front?"

"I'm an old man. Oh, you have a child."

The team leader ordered lightly.

"Reading."

Two members of the group sped up the horse's flank.

"Giddy up!"

After a while, it was possible to visually identify the old man, the boy, and even the furry dog through the chilly wind. The old man has nothing to pay attention to except for his grand frame. An old soldier who has been making alcohol in the mountains for thirty years. On the surface, it was like a beggar. Lee Hwon is no different from a boy his age because he is not a blessing of volcanic waves. On the contrary, the long hair that attracted the food to the ground was enough to attract attention.

"Let's just step on it."

"Yes."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun