Volcanic Spirit

11, kidnapping is a crime. (2)

After exchanging opinions, the two further accelerated their pace.

As if to call the outside "Saemae" inside Jangseong, it was called "Saemae" outside. So there was almost no hesitation in killing an old man and a boy.

"Giddy up!"

At that time, the old soldier was in the middle of Gwando Island and ordered a change.

"Stop!"

The chilly wind lost its place for a moment, and scattered with a torrent. The aftermath, like a huge passageway, came upon the crew and horses.

The members of the group endured the internal attack, but the horse went wild.

They pulled the reins and tightened their thighs, but in the end they had to throw away the horse. The movement of pulling the knife naturally continued as he abandoned the horse and jumped up.

However, the old army, which was blocking the passage, had already reached the point. As soon as he swung his hands, a gale blew and his sleeves dried. As soon as his skinny wrists were revealed, a hooky hand snatched the wrists of the Seolryong dangdo.

"Uh!"

The old soldier pulled his wrists out of balance and then lowered the two men.

Quadang!

In the meantime, the three groups of Sulyongdang and the four groups reached the peak.

The three leaders of Sulyongdang narrowed the forehead.

The more I approached the old man and the boy, the more I smelled of alcohol.

He gave an irritating scolding.

"Berah!"

At that moment, each member of the group jumped up and down.

We have been working together for a long time, so we have no problem forming a siege.

When the old soldier saw the figure, he said, kicking his tongue.

"Well, it must be real."

"I told you it was real."

When Lee Hwon answered disgustedly, the old man snorted.

"Hung! Fall off. I won't care about you either."

It was a consideration that conveyed the hearts of the old soldiers. Lee Hwon strode back, saying he had waited. Now, if the two sides entered into a fight, it was a trick to sneak away from their seats.

"Anju! Protect that worthless fellow."

The side dish approached and puffed with tongue. It's abominable to see you pretend to be close now. Even if you do that, I won't pat you for the rest of my life.

Lee Hwon touched his chest.

As soon as I felt the ice flower plant, all my irritation disappeared like snow melting.

'Hah, wherever you have an ice plant, it's fine!

It was like a third-rate thief's idea, but it wasn't bad for a short-lived plan. When Hana pulled out the sword, hope turned into frustration.

Sreung

The plum patterns on the handle were crushed, so it must have been a very long-used sword. Every time the sun shone on the sword, the reddish shadow shook. The man who manages the sword like that cannot be tarnished. Sure enough, as soon as Mr. Roh swung a sword and took the rider's ceremony, a piercing noise came to be heard.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Inspection ().

He cried for a long time, as if to prove his profoundness. The members of the Sulyongdang Party were moving at a snail's pace to form a siege, but they stopped.

"Hold it! Massacre of the people in the area of the volcano!"

Bang!

As soon as the old soldier advanced, the dust scattered in all directions with the biting wind. And as the old soldier bounced through it, Lee Hwon gave a moment of exclamation.

'Even the technique is perfect!

He was able to sense the flow of the flag to some extent through the bloodstream. The achievement of the blood is only one castle, but I was not afraid of the first-rate uninhabited island. Hana could not see, feel, or hear the moment the old army moved.

It just watches the Sulyongdang's dynasties bounce off in blood. I forgot my plan to run away in the meantime.

Lalalalalalalalalalalalak!

More than a dozen swords were laid down simultaneously over the old soldier's head.

"The North Sea's weed!

A ray of energy bloomed from the tip of the sword.

Winding the sword like a spider's web, it flashed in purple for a moment, and at that moment all the swords were split and returned to their owners.

Beep Beep down!

It was only one move.

When the old soldier stretched out his sword, he was the only one standing on two feet.

"Crowl."

General Sam tried covering his half-cut neck with both hands, but soon fell to his knees and twisted. Instead of begging for his life, Sa squeezed his last strength and rushed in. As soon as Hana hit her index finger with her thumb, a hole in her forehead the size of a coin popped out.

"Hung!"

The old soldier narrowed the middle of his forehead after grinding the sword.

"What are you doing?"

Lee Hwon said, clinging closely to the side dish.

"Because I originally liked dogs."

There was a stream of curses inside.

'Damn it! Are you being protected by a son of a gun? You're spying on him.’

*

"Bring me two bowls of noodles and tea."

At the old man's words, Jomsoi stole the table roughly and headed for the kitchen.

"Old man, you need a drink, right?"

Lee Hwon asked stealthily.

He spent several days wandering around with snacks to find Yuktae Cheonhwa Seobongju. If he was so obsessed with alcohol, he would have nothing strange about holding a bottle all day long.

"Okay. I don't think so."

Lee Hwon understood.

When you break up with someone you loved, you'll be heartbroken.

Roh also thought he was accepting the breakup.

"Then I'd rather have a drink ."···.".".""

Lee Hwon dodged the old soldier's glaring eyes.

"Yes, but I can't drink alone when I'm with an adult."

"You're still the criminal. If you make me feel any more comfortable, I'll let you go."

The old soldier made a grimace.

Yi Hwon eventually had to bury his face in a bowl of noodles and grumble. Alcohol proves its existence as a drink. So they didn't throw the alcohol on the ground, but if someone drank it, they did their part. Anyone who likes to drink has experienced it a few times. It was strange to see him hurt by a bottle of alcohol like Kang Ho-chul.

'It's not easy to be a better leader than someone who enjoys like me.'

After a rough meal, I got caught in the back of my neck again.

After two hours, the volcano was on the verge of collapse.

"Since I'm a member of the initial cabinet, I should go to the footnote and get permission, ·····."."."

"Noisy one!"

The old soldier struck the capital with an irritating remark.

Puck!

*

I knew before I opened my eyes.

This is heaven.

The smell of all kinds of alcohol did not leave the tip of my nose as if I wanted to recognize him.

'This is a Soheung Liquor. There are bamboo leaves with proper distillation, and this is the Taoist landscape where gods live."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes with a relish. Once again, my mind calmed down in a pot full of liquor. It was hard to tell whether it was a dream or not when I saw the old man walking through it to check the contents.

"Uh."

Lee Hwon rubbed his eyes and looked at the old soldier once again.

Why is he covering his nose and mouth?

For a drinker, this is a paradise on earth.

However, the old man used abusive language whenever he had to fix the flowing cloth. It's as if you're being punished here, or as if you're fed up with alcohol.

asked Lee Hwon with a big smile.

"Old man, can't you drink?"

Yeah, it was somewhat questionable from the start.

However, he was not able to dig deep because he was accused of being a criminal.

Now that I think about it, the old man didn't smell like alcohol. Smells are inseparable from drinkers. Most of all, the smell was a medal and an honor to a drunkard. That's not all. The smell of snacks was the only evidence that Lee Hwon was accused of being a thief.

'Sigh.'

So far, the conversation with the old soldier has crossed my mind.

There will be no problem in understanding alcohol even if it is changed to a fat or a sword during the conversation. Most of all, a true drinker had to ask if there was any alcohol left when he first saw Lee Hwon. If you've been robbed of the liquor you've been making for 30 years, why don't you check if you've finished drinking?

Yi Hwon once again asked the old soldier, who was looking at the pot as if he hadn't heard.

"You're not really a bad drinker, are you?" You haven't given up on the greatest pleasure of man, have you?"

"Shut up! Don't talk to me until I check all this."

Watching the pot ripening would be as pleasant as watching their children grow up without a hitch. Hana's old army grumbled around in federal grumbling.

What kind of connection is that?

Lee Hwon crept up.

Fortunately, the blood was not caught, so there was no difficulty in the movement. To be honest, the smell of alcohol was better than the past history of the Roh administration.

"Don't touch me for nothing!"

I hesitated at a glance.

At the end of the sentence, the old soldier only focuses on his job. Therefore, I looked around the interior of Nogun-dong with a relaxed mind. Nogun-dong, one of the four rivers of the Doga, was located in the most remote area. It was located just below Nakan Peak, the most rugged peak on the volcano, so it would be difficult for the criminal to even approach it.

'It's no match for Seohyun-dong.'

Yi Hwon exclaimed at the inside of the cave, which was large enough to accommodate more than a hundred people. Even in the middle of winter, the warmth was moderate, and there was almost no stale smell.

'This is seven-year-old Soheungju, ho! This is over ten years of drinking. What kind of alcohol is this?'

Each jar was marked with a label, and the name of the liquor and the date and date of its manufacture were meticulously written. That's why it was possible to combine the names of alcohol with unfamiliar smells.

It was only for a moment that I was happy, and soon my curiosity rose.

All he knew about the old army was that he had been making alcohol for nearly 30 years and had left the volcano while still in the position of Maehwa Geomju.

I remember hearing the story of plumage even before my return.

The person who was supposed to be a long-term writer suddenly left the volcano and lived in Nogun-dong and did not come down. At that time, he only laughed at the crazy masters, saying, "How can I know what they are?"

But the truth was different from what was known.

The old man makes alcohol even though he can't drink. And even though I hated alcohol, I managed it more meticulously than anyone else. Just by looking at the bookshelf on one side of the cave.

Although it is a bookstore in Maehwa Geomju, there were more books about alcohol than scriptures or non-class books. It was a book that recorded the history of alcohol and how to cast alcohol. The book was in tatters as if a person who knew nothing wanted to learn to drink.

'Is the alcohol done in writing?'

Lee Hwon's tongue fluttered.

He didn't want to do anything he didn't want to do even if he was dead and awake. At least I had to get the right price to do it. However, what did Roh want to do and for decades gave up the glorious position of plumage to make alcohol?

'You're trying to show someone that much, 려고까지···.'.'

At that moment, Lee Hwon unknowingly exclaimed.

"Hey! Shut up! Don't mess with it. If it's torn, I'll throw you down the cliff!"

Look at that fiery personality.

If it had been the Maehwa Geomju of the volcano, it would have been able to receive all kinds of praise and eat well. But there must be another reason why you're throwing it all away and drinking.

'A deal. It's a deal. There's something!'

A deal worth suppressing a fiery temperament.

It's a bargain to dump plumage and live in seclusion.

They say you have to do something you don't want to do.

Thirty years is not a waste of time.

Lee Hwon brightened his eyes.

'That's it! You're giving someone a drink, trying to get something.'

It was only for a short time that I had bright eyes.

Lee Hwon compared the situation of the old man to himself.

There's no way there's such a thing!

After thirty years of drinking, there would have been nothing more to be desired in the world.

Unlike Hana's innermost thoughts, the corners of her mouth soared to the fullest.

'This is working!’

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun