Volcanic Spirit

*

This is the first time for Lee Hwon to visit Hwachonggung Palace.

It was the same even when I felt the memories before the return.

However, he did not wander as easily as he could from Changryongnyeong. There was also a manger left by Gocheon-rak in every alley and fork.

'I don't have this, but I don'

But maybe it was because it was too smooth.

It was rather strange that there was no one blocking the way.

They would have been more careful because they were secretly conspiring. However, there is no reason to be completely absent from such a simple gender gap. I wondered for a moment if it was a trap, but it didn't stop.

If it's a trap, that's it.

"Brother!"

As soon as I got out of Hwacheong Palace and reached the foot of the mountain, I heard the voice of Go Cheon-rak from the tree.

"Great work."

"You came earlier than I thought."

"There's no one in the way."

Gocheon-rak opened his eyes wide.

"Uh! Is that a trap?"

"With this kind of situation, Gwaneum-dong must be a cave made by digging a mountain. But there's no reason to lure me into a trap near Gwaneum-dong. It wouldn't be a trap."

Yi Hwon lightly flung himself into hiding by the side of Go Cheon-rak.

"Is the location roughly confirmed?"

"I'm kind of reluctant to get any closer."

Go Cheon-rak was fed up with the unknown persimmon.

Lee Hwon smiled and stroked Go Cheon-rak's head.

"Good job. I'll go alone from now on."

"I don't have to go, do I?"

Instead of answering, he swung his eyes full of blood.

Go Chun-rak frowned on naturalization, which he could not get used to even by looking at it many times.

"I feel comfortable alone. And there's something I'd like to ask you."

"Do you want me to stop the monks from the volcano?"

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

It was always comfortable to move with the abrasion even before the return.

This is because the habits of one's own and the habits of his mask were strangely intertwined to fill each other's shortcomings. However, even after returning to Korea, he did not feel uncomfortable with her. I was able to do division of labor as if I had shared my mind.

"Yes, I think I'll have to show a lot of things I can't see."

"Your eyes make me shiver. If the masters see it, they'll go crazy about it."

"You can control it."

Go Chun-rak pretended to strike his own heart.

"Oh! Then adjust it. Don't do that in front of me all of a sudden. Every time I do that, my heart is pounding and I'm going crazy."

"That's against me. It's a throbbing.

"Hung! Don't drink. If the masters come, I'll take the time to show them the right way. Don't worry about it."

Lee Hwon smiled.

"Don't you think I'll lose?"

"Strangely, I think you're going to live. I think I'm going to win them all."

I couldn't stop laughing at his support.

Yi Hwon briefly tapped Ko Chun-rak on the shoulder and then flew off.

At that moment his new model seemed to scatter like a shadow and cover the whole forest.

Go Cheon-rak breathed a breath at the sight.

"Ha, what a strange man."

He also had intact feelings that Lee Hwon had felt.

It's just someone I met a few months ago. Nevertheless, isn't he struggling with all his heart, like his limbs, like his family, like his brothers? When we were together, we felt at ease, and we felt at ease. Even if I moved as I always did, I didn't bother with Lee Hwon. It was amazing to see him as comfortable as if he had been with him for a long time.

'Is this meant to be?

Go Cheon-rak was fed up with Lee Hwon's words, saying, "Don't fall in love." And he spat out phlegm several times, as if he was afraid that the imagination would become a reality.

Yap!

*

Finding Gwaneum-dong was not difficult.

While wandering through the forest, he suddenly discovered an engraved Gwaneum statue. If it was a trap, it was childish, and if there was a real Gwaneum-dong, it was too sloppy.

'Isn't this a mystery and too much of a nuisance.

Yi Hwon kicked his tongue and searched the surrounding area thoroughly.

One thing he couldn't know.

Gicheondae, which had to be monitored around the forest day and night, and Gyeongcheondae, which was supposed to be hiding around Gwaneum-dong, had all left for the volcano. Perhaps the most important place in Hwacheong Palace has been emptied by the Duke of Anan.

'Found it.'

Yi Hwon found a faint little footprint.

The size of the footprints would have been a white hawk.

'You're not a master this year.

There is a gatekeeper whom he met in an ant cave, but he has a military achievement. And the pre-regression Soma was better than the gatekeeper, and it did not have the highest level. For some reason, the leadership of the mysterious organization seemed to be more likely to have failed to master its military prowess.

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly.

'Do we solve everything with brainwashing alone?

Then isn't that the problem?

In other words, there are those who want to dominate the world with single alcohol, which they considered to be a kind of petty trick. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was the best single alcohol in the world, as traces were found even in shamans and moorings.

'I'm going to smash it in the first place.’

Yi Hwon walked along the tracks.

Soon, he found the intricate vines and raised the corners of his mouth. He amplified his vision by maximizing his blood vessels, which sensed the faint light shining through the vines.

I slipped out my hand and touched the vine.

and added vision, hearing and touch to confirm the presence of an organ or trap woven with vines.

'Lacky. Loose. You went crazy because you wanted to die."

Lee Hwon pushed himself through the vines.

*

The ambiguity of trying to covet Shinma's Eugene called itself a white hawk. Therefore, he made every effort to accomplish the great task of Gwaneum-dong. As a result, he showed no interest in what was happening outside.

Gicheondae and Gyeongcheondae kept the outside of Gwaneum-dong, and Bokcheon-jeok was willing to bear the hard work of the horse for himself. Even a few days ago, it was a hot spring where the wives and concubines of high-ranking officials and rich men stayed and soaked themselves.

"I can't get used to this smell even after three years."

The old man, naked of the white hawk's words to himself, said, rubbing his eyes with his wrinkled hands.

"I have mixed not only clippings, Hwanraksan Mountain, Yeonggohwan, rebar drugs, but also hypochondriacs. It's a fragrance that doesn't suit a noble man like a white hawk."

Unlike his polite tone, Hana glanced at the white hawker, and each time a glimmering look gave off his desire.

"Why doesn't it suit me when I'm made by a married angel?"

The old man laughed so loud that he could see his rotten teeth. It was a perfect hideout to be ignored for its ugly appearance. But no one laughed at him when he was outside Gwaneum-dong.

It was the power of the nickname "Fantasy Angel."

The last former member of the Mosan faction, Hwanhon Angel, settled on Mount Myeongsa in northern Gamsukseong. However, when he stayed at Myeongsasan Mountain for about 10 years, people could not pass by. Myeongsa Mountain, adjacent to Okmungwan, the passageway of the general, was a place where people could not find it even if they disappeared. The rumor that more than four figures were missing was famous.

"Just trust me. Even now, these children are almost complete. If you age one or two more days, the scent of your mouth and body will be twice as strong. If that happens, even a monk or a master would have no choice but to take off his pants. Shouldn't the white hawk consider this body by then?"

The white hawk did not wrinkle his face despite the ugly appearance of the angel of marriage. Rather, he leaned over the shoulder of the angel of marriage and spoke lamentably.

"I'm having a hard time now. I also want to rest."

"Then I'll have to finish my work quickly for the good of the prophet.”

The angel of exchange glistened his eyes and headed for the hot bath.

He took off all his clothes, and sat down in the middle of the hot bath.

To turn on the patriarchal seat, and leave the oral cavity.

Even the process of conducting the project was bizarre.

As soon as he put his palm on the surface of the water and pulled up his inner strength, the whole hot spring boiled up. Soon, women appeared one by one in the water. There are a hundred and eighty beautiful women without a stitch. Her hair stretched out like a seaweed, which made her look very attractive.

"Hap!"

As soon as the angel of the marriage gave out a scolding, the women opened their eyes as if they were possessed by something. Unlike his wide open eyes, however, his eyes were out of focus, and his eyes were blurred.

rattling

The sound of the bell seemed to be transmitted with the heart, not with the ears.

The white hawk waved the bell, and the Hwan-marriage angel memorized the sorcery.

The women laughed, cried, were angry, and were delighted. Every time one hundred and eight people showed a change of emotion at the same time, the color scent exploded.

rattling

There was joy in the eyes of the white hawker.

But it's just a grotesque look, as it's mixed with sadness, not brightness.

"When only Hwanhee and Baek Pal Na-hee are completed, volcanic waves fall into my water. No. Is that all? No man would raise his head in front of me.'

She shook Huan Hui-jong harder and harder.

But at that moment, someone outside the hot spring shouted back.

"Uh! Is that it? I'll be right there."

A bright voice as if he had come to see a friend.

The white hawk stopped the bell, and the murmur of the Hwan's angel was cut off.

"What is it?"

The married angel asked back unwittingly.

With such a bright voice, I thought someone was lost. But that won't happen if the sky collapses. There are 200 people in Gicheon University and Gyeongcheon University who protect the outside world. And if they were given the special material whistle, they wouldn't have heard it. It was almost impossible for outsiders to come in without a trace, unless they overpowered two hundred people at the same time.

Bang!

The iron gate, the entrance to Gwaneum-dong, shook.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The core of the iron gate was dented and crushed, and soon the door was forced open with a roar. Two sparks burned in the midst of thick dust.

"Oh, what's wrong with the smell when you say it's a hot spring that only rich people use?"

In a word of annoyance, as if his superiors had come out on an inspection tour, the angel of marriage unwittingly rose up from the hot springs. The women, who had risen silently, disappeared into the hot springs one by one. The Hwan-marriage angel revealed his own hideousness, but never thought to cover it. I grabbed a needle in my hand that I had stuck between my hair with just a wary look.

As always, Yi Hwon appeared in a defenseless manner through the dust.

"Boahani, you're a white hawker, what are you? Is it the angry side to look at?"

The intermarriage angel narrowed the middle of the forehead.

On the other hand, the white hawk took a light deep breath and took a step forward. That alone spread an explosive direction everywhere, and caught the eye of everything that existed within the sphere.

"You seem to know a lot about this world."

She raised and lowered her sleeves consciously, blinking her eyes. Whenever her sighs and tears continued, naturalization died down in Lee Hwon's eyes. Even the demented angel watching from afar couldn't take his eyes off him as if possessed.

Soon enough, the white hawk reached the point of Yi Hwon.

Three steps.

Even if I walked lightly, it was only one moment away.

Hana could no longer walk away from the spot.

Lee Hwon smiled and spoke.

"Are you surprised that the sobering didn't work?"

"It's not a trifle. How do you feel now, then?"

The white hawker asked in a gentle tone.

But no more coming, no more sorrow, no more tears. She expressed an instinctive fear of an opponent whose abilities did not work.

Lee Hwon answered without hesitation.

"I'm angry. I'm very angry.

I spread out two fingers.

"First, the rotten me in Gwaneum-dong stings my nose. I wish I had had some alcohol. Second, I don't care if you laugh or cry. But you shouldn't have carved plum blossoms."

At that moment, Lee Hwon's eyes seemed to bleed.

Soon dark naturalization flashed, and the new model also disappeared like a fog, tearing from side to side.

Argh!

The white hawker opened his eyes.

The red fog seemed to be reaching its peak, but it is moving away. Even though Lee Hwon had returned to his position, he had a cold sweat on his back. She was fed up with her torn sleeves.

Yi Hwon kicked his tongue after seeing the plum on his sleeve.

At the same time, a piece of cloth quickly became ash and disappeared.

Fluttering!

"This is what you look like after a while."

The piercing doctrines of the white hawk spread throughout Gwaneum-dong.

"Fantasy angel!"

At the same time, she shook the psychedelic bell like mad.

Lalalalalalalan

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun