Volcanic Spirit

The chief of the Seomseo branch shook his head hurriedly as he watched the two balls of fire sway.

"No."

"Can I trust you?"

"As long as the volcanic waves belong to the Moorim League, it is natural that the Seomseo Branch is trying to revive the volcanic waves."

He's a fast fellow to change horses.

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

If you smile with your blood in your veins, your life will only stand out.

"Then call to the front, and you'll find me every day."

The secretary-general nodded in contemplation and accepted.

"I will."

"Take that old man with you."

"Now?"

Lee Hwon brightened his eyes.

The blood vessels are getting thicker and the whole body is almost wrapped.

The mere face-to-face meeting made my hair stand still and gave me goose bumps on my back.

"Then do I have to clear the invoice?"

"No."

The chief of the Seomseo Branch, carrying his nettle, tried to leave Jinmu Palace with the leaders of the branch.

"If you came in without permission, you should be polite to the landlord even when you leave."

At Lee Hwon's humble remark, the chief of the Seomseo branch smiled and joined hands with Seo Hwa-jong.

"The writer had a lot of discourtesy today. Sooner or later, I'll set a good day and apologize."

Seo Hwa-jong laughed at the sudden change of words and actions of the head of the Seomseo branch. Just watching the power when power and justification were in place made me exhausted.

"Go."

When Seo Hwa-jong shook his hand, the chief of the Seomseo branch left the palace in joy and sorrow as if he had been ordered to be pardoned.

Lee Hwon turned around.

The Cheongjeolgum So-bu stared at Lee Hwon with a complicated look on his face.

"I don't know where a master like you came from, but if you believe that strength alone can solve everything, it's a miscalculation."

I think it was like that before the return.

So he was publicly charged, and he played like a puppet in Soma's grasp.

One is different now.

Lee Hwon has experienced several times the power of the power combined with justification and power. Nothing happened, even though he beat out the inscriptions of the Moorimun outer band, saying, "Even flying birds fall in the sky." For a precarious school who was thirsty for promotion, he would not have wanted to intervene in the issue of shamanism.

The same is true now.

Lee Hwon surrounded his fist with blood and cause, but there was a loophole when he went in cold-heartedly. Hadn't Hana Seomseo Branch Manager chosen to accept and step down instead of digging into loopholes?

This is because he filled the lack of justification.

strong self-esteem

Kang Ho's old saying, but it didn't work in every case.

In other words, Shinma was the first man in the world, but she had to commit suicide in the masterpiece. Therefore, Yi Hwon was not only able to give off his energy, but also thought about post-processing.

That's the cause.

If power and cause were harmonized like light and shadow, nothing in the world would be feared.

'Hmm, I feel like I suddenly realized something, ·····.'.'

When Lee Hwon fell, she must have thought her words worked. He tried to reprimand Lee Hwon in a more serious tone.

"Be quiet. I think I got something.”

Suddenly, the atmosphere became chilled.

Seo Hwa-jong and Jang Jin-ju exchanged glances. Then, he ran quickly as if he had been drooping and blocked Lee Hwon' She took a step back as if she had not given up on her belief.

Lee Hwon drooped and shook his head.

"Damn it! Something just came."

Seo Hwa-jong sighed.

"That's too bad. The dispatcher would have looked beyond what we thought."

The widow narrowed her brows.

"You're frivolous. Are you making fun of me.

Lee Hwon smiled and said,

"You just saved your knee. I was going to make it look like your students, but I let it go because I have a grain of courtesy.”

"What?"

"What do you mean what? Does it mean that it's not frivolous that you came to the volcano and made a mess so far? You don't think the pro-Nam faction condoned your words and actions? If so, I'll cancel the frivolous expression. If the volcanic waves were aimed at a difficult time, it wouldn't be your fault as a mere gatekeeper. So I'll have to ask the Jongnam faction for that sin!"

He was trained by all sorts of tricks and tricks while wandering the streets of Gangho at night before his return. Human desires are infinite, and when there is a gap, it is the same as the Jeongsama that bites without any reason.

It was just a difference in style.

"You wanted to press it with your strength? Then try it."

Lee Hwon laid down the board, but the So-bu couldn't speak.

"What will happen if I climb Jongnam Mountain now and do like you?”

"Why are you climbing Jongnam Mountain?"

"There's a lot of reasons. First of all, I can't see the side dishes these days. I think I went to Jongnamsan Mountain after moving on the mountaintop. So find it right now."

The widow blazed her eyes at the mysterious noise.

Lee Hwon begged as if he had come for a debt.

"Find it. Can't you find it? Then I'll have to overturn every tile on the Jongnam faction. The food is very precious to me and my brother.”

It was somewhat subtle, but I couldn't think of anything to refute. The cause was already used by the Jongnam wave against the volcanic wave, and it would not have been strong enough.

"Laughing!"

Lee Hwon smiled and took a step back.

"If you have nothing to say, get out of here."

The cowman glared her blood out to the point where it stood, and then moved. He led the limping gatekeepers away from Jinmu Palace and uttered a familiar phrase.

"Jong-nam will never let go of today's work."

Seo Hwa-jong, the representative of Gwangnyeong Volcano, bowed his head.

"You've received another great favor from the state-runners.”

"There's no grace in living together on a volcano."

There was a separate reason why Lee Hwon had a good face.

There was nothing to get out of the volcanic waves anyway.

"I'll take this debt from my teacher.’

Parents should pay back their children's debts.

Lee Hwon laughed as he recalled taking the upper hand in his relationship with a manga lover in the future. Seo Hwa-jong seemed to cheer up by seeing Lee Hwon's good smile.

"The last time I was in a state of bloodthirsty blood, and every time the volcano was in danger, the chief of staff appears. It's like the guardian of a volcano."

Lee Hwon smiled and waved his hands.

"You're flattered. By the way, what happened?"

Seohwa-jong's face was filled with water, and soon the inside story flowed out.

"Manmae-man-jeon gave us a great lesson, regardless of the literati and the Taoists. So, with the minimum number of people on guard, most of the members of the clan concentrated on training. So I gave them permission to go to the palace."

Lee Hwon drooped.

"For the time being, this situation will continue.”

"I think so."

"Did the writer get anything?"

Seo Hwa-jong smiled.

"I'm also tied to a volcano, so how can I get anything from the 10,000th day and night? It's just that someone has to stay and preserve their place."

Lee Hwon has given up his appetite.

In life, there are good people who receive nothing, and there are hate people who give nothing. Seo Hwa-jong was not a long-term award, but he was a person who made people feel good just by facing him.

'Hmm, there's someone in the volcano who's still fine.’

The assessment of the long-term writer of volcanic waves was poor.

Seo Hwa-jong would not have cared if he knew what Lee Hwon was thinking. I thanked Yi Hwon as a writer, admired Yi Hwon as a warrior, and respected him as a human being.

"Oh! This is a letter from Maehwa Sword."

Lee Hwon changed his words by saying, "The old man sent me the letter of the manga drunkard." Seo Hwa-jong accepted the letter with no doubt.

"Thank you. Thank you. It's been a long time since you've been here, but if it's before the ceremony, we'll be together.

Lee Hwon waved his hands.

"Next time. There's something important right now."

I have to drink.

Right now.

I wanted to drink as much as I could in front of a manga lover.

"Oh! I can't interfere with the job of the dispatcher. It's important, so I hope it does."

Seo Hwa-jong sincerely cheered for Lee Hwon.

I hope everything he does goes well.

'Please take care of the volcano with the chief of staff.'

a cool breeze today

The two faced each other amid occasional scattering of plum leaves along with dust.

"I didn't know I'd be dancing with the death penalty this way."

So stood pointing at the bottom left of the sword. Unlike before, Cheonggwan on the opposite side had his arms folded with a sword in his chest.

"Samae has grown a lot. But pride is the greatest enemy of the Unmanned. One day you will find out that there is a sky above the sky. Ah! That day is today."

"Gee! The death penalty wasn't just for the sword, it was for the old. You have already neglected your training because of your good looks, but you have another weapon.”

Chengkuan smiled leisurely.

And naturally half a step forward. So Yeon-myeong then spread the distance smoothly, as if pushed out by the wind.

"Samae has become a different person.”

"The death penalty has become a worse man.”

"What a way of saying to the death penalty. I'll have to scold him."

The conversation between the two continued through a cloud of dust.

Yi Hwon and Manga Chuchu sat shoulder to shoulder and looked at Cheonggwan and So Yeon-myeong.

"What are they doing?"

"It's a head start. It's supposed to be verbally abused so that the other person loses his composure and goes wild."

The manga-flavored man laughed in vain.

"Huh, what the hell did you teach?"

"This and that. Who do you think will win?”

Chang Gi-gyeol grabbed the mouth of the bottle and twirled the lower part. Choo Il-ju, who was named as the first drink to be drunk in the fall, had to shake it for a long time to stimulate the aroma of liquor.

"Well."

As if to reveal one's inner worries, the speed of turning the disease around has increased.

"There has been more than a couple of differences between cleanliness and longevity. "As Hana Manga first taught you life-time..."

In the end, it means that they don't know.

The manga ate up its appetite in Chu-ilju, unable to take its eyes off it.

"Aing! Our Yeon-myeong will win anyway. So I hope we can get started soon.”

"That's how the sewage works when they fight."

Lee Hwon answered in a relaxedly.

The manga-chug opened his eyes thinly, and glared at Lee Hwon.

It's strangely relaxing since I came back from Yeonhwabong. You must know that I taught Yeon-myeong a few more times. What the hell is going on?'

Hana and Lee Hwon just glossed over what had happened when they came back from Yeonhwabong Peak. As a result, the doubts of the manga lover soon became unstable, and around the time of the anger, the secret dance of Cheonggwan and So Yeon-myeong began.

Chae Chae Chae Chae Chae Chaeng!

Fight is the funniest thing to do.

Therefore, things that stimulate the basic instincts of human beings, such as the dog pojang or the dog pojang, do not disappear.

It was too boring to take that into account.

Lee Hwon secretly yawned at Cheonggwan and So Yeon-myeong, who were exchanging bickering. The manga chaser cheered for So Yeon-myeong, but his voice was weaker than it was at first.

Only Chang Gi-gyeol watched the bimu with his eyes wide open with sweat in his hands.

"Oh! How could Chung-kwan use that herb! You've grown up a lot since you couldn't see left and right once you moved."

"Oh! Did a couple have that kind of power? You're as grand and mighty as a man unfolds!"

Lee Hwon squinted his eyes and thought.

Hit the bottom. Hit the bottom. Hit the bottom!'

At that moment, So Yeon-myeong's sword shook the top and aimed for the thigh of the blue crown like a thunderbolt. However, Cheong Kwan swung strangely with his posture broken and took the offensive against him.

'That's it!

Lee Hwon's lips went up.

The back of Cheonggwan's thigh was still full of signs of flogging. As Lee Hwon's whip is on a daily basis, he now has the ability to minimize the impact under any circumstances.

At that moment, however, a haze rose from the edge of So Yeon-myeong's sword, and a prosecutor soared. The blackness sprinkled all over the crown had no choice but to stagger. In the first place, he had no back because his posture was collapsed.

"Laughing!"

Finally, So Yeon-myeong's sword tip passed by the shoulders of Cheong Kwan.

"Right! That was great!

The manga-chugger jumped and cheered, as if he were bluffing. So Yeon-myeong smiled quite cutely and clenched her fists, and she also exclaimed at her student's growth.

"Hahaha! Sorry, Master. Because I'm not good enough, ·····."."."."

Lee Hwon rose from his seat without a word.

Cheng Guan snuck out his head in case he blamed himself or consoled himself. One could not feel the touch of hitting or stroking one's own head.

"Uh!"

Chang Gi-gyeol lamented when Lee Hwon took away Chu Il-ju.

The manga-chug made a roaring noise with his eyes wide open as if he had been robbed of the rank.

"Hey! What are you doing?”

Lee Hwon smiled and said,

"I'll have to drink this.”

"Didn't you make a pact?"

"What if there was something big enough to break even the treaty?”

Lee Hwon's flabby face narrowed the gap between his eyes.

"What happened to the volcano?”

Only then did I explain what happened on the volcano.

The manga-chug made a stiff face and snorted at the news that the Seomseo branch and the Jongnam faction had retreated.

"Huh! You didn't even promise to give it to me in the first place, so I'll talk about the ball now. That's such a cowardly idea."

Lee Hwon's expression, which was somewhat relaxed, was on his mind, and, of course, one of the secrets that his opponent had been hiding so far was revealed.

"Jong-nam will never let go of today's work."

Lee Hwon imitated a phrase left by a Cheongjeolgum widow.

"That means we'll be back soon. What do I do with this? If it's Sama Odo, you can just kill him and end it. Wouldn't it look bad if we killed the same factions?”

The manga poked its lips.

In the end, Lee Hwon's words mean that if you want to save the volcano from the imminent threat, you should give up the alcohol. There is no way out of the way since the loser cannot take the lead anyway.

"Bad bastard! I'm so sick."

Yi Hwon grinned and pulled out Chu Il-ju's stopper when the manga-drunk released his expression.

"Wait! Promise me before you drink. You're going to take care of it for sure, aren't?"

Instead of answering, he tilted the bottle of alcohol.

The taste of alcohol was good, but it was better because it was in front of a manga lover.

And I was happy to drink alone.

Lee Hwon smiled.

"I'm going to drink this and work it out."

"Where?"

"Of course we should go to Jongnam Mountain. "A must-win! Isn't that the greatest quote of all time?"

The caterpillar stroked his beard and exclaimed.

"Oh! There's a point.”

Chang Ki-kyul almost lost his mind listening to the conversation between the two. It was a declaration of war that he would trample on the pro-South Korean faction.

The price was only a bottle of liquor.

He was dumbfounded and shouted himself out.

"Hey! You crazy bastard."

Lee Hwon and Manga's eyes were on the device.

Cheong Kwan and So Yeon-myeong also stared at the master with their eyes wide open. On the other hand, she couldn't speak, just mumbling her lips with a dead complexion.

'Ah! The daily curses I used to swear, ·······'

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun