Volcanic Spirit

Jewolbang was two days away.

The carriage driven by one Go Cheon-rak ran like a beam of light, and some arrived in Jewolbang. That would mean that Jewolbang is now extinct.

"Let's get the stuff."

Lee Hwon said, touching the leopard print on which Jewolbangju was sitting. Go Cheon-rak searched everywhere for money. The lighter, more expensive items, the more qualified you are to board the carriage.

"You're too good.”

The coffin smiled in vain.

He approached the bleeding floor.

I don't know what's wrong with her when her blood is probably cleaner than her crown daisy's clothes.

said Lee Hwon, wiping the blood on his hands with leopard print.

"It takes a lot of money to drink.”

"I see."

The coffin nodded as if convinced.

Lee Hwon watched the scene quietly.

The embankment was quite large.

There were more than a dozen buildings in the building alone, and when the warehouse was added, there were close to thirty buildings. Fortunately, no kidnapped children or bodies were found. So he struck, killed and set fire at ease.

"By the way.”

By now, except for this place where Jewolbangju stayed, everything would have been burned. And more than a hundred bodies would have been swallowed by the flames.

"Are you okay?"

The constellation asked, turning something off in the bamboo shed.

"What?"

"The death of a man. That's so much!"

Yi Hwon's words struck the coffin.

"Oh! You belong to a political faction and you're surprised that you don't value life. And you wouldn't have been bothered if you didn't dissuade him because his hands were too cruel."

"Just answer me if you know.”

The coffin replied with a shrug.

"It doesn't matter."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly.

It doesn't matter whether you like it or not.

He did not seem to care about the death of a person at all.

"That's not a man. If you give up being a man, you're not a man. It's just trash. I'm glad it's fire-prone garbage. If I had let it go, I wouldn't have been able to handle it. Hahaha!"

I think I'll stop watching.

His ideas seemed to have been established even before he became a six-star monster. That fellow was no different from the color horse he saw twenty years later.

"Yes. Go and take care of yourself, too.

He spoke as if he were dealing with a bandit of bandits, not with openness.

However, the temple leaves with a smile. Then he scratched his back of the head awkwardly.

"I don't really like it, but I still have quite a few men who follow me. I'll come back with some pocket money."

Openness is very good for Openness.

"Bring me a nice bottle of wine when you come."

"Just trust me!"

It was clear that the liquor that anyone else would come to would be the best.

Lee Hwon, who was alone for a while, recalled a six-star monster.

Something's getting more and more similar than before.’

There were not many cases in which all six gathered.

They had their own tendencies, had goals, and were inherently eccentric. So he lived to do what he wanted to do.

It was a six-star monster made like that.

Therefore, there was a nickname that was originally called.

The mask was called a zero-monster because of its theft.

Saekma called it 10,000-colored because of the information network that even acknowledged its opening.

Lee Hwon is the two people who met the most.

One collected information about alcohol, one stole it, and the hobby only drank alcohol.

Soma sometimes tells the story of the Six Monks, or comes with a mission that six people should do together. No matter how public it is, there are people who look for it somewhere.

So he was called Manhae Yusa, meaning he had the answer to everything.

On the other hand, black and white horses are not seen very often.

It is no wonder that the two had clear goals.

The Gumma Paewangjong was so great that the spirit of victory reached the sky. Just hearing that there is a good swordsman, like the seed of the defeated king, he kicked the door and ran for a thousand miles. He even asked for a life-or-death penalty because the sword and the asterisk of the devil overlapped. Of course, he would have survived as a black horse because he won.

He fought, fought, and fought again.

His wish was to die fighting.

If he had killed his spirit of victory and built trust, he would have become a swordsman or a full body.

The last Hanma is a bit like that.

'You can drink with every woman in the world, but she's really not.'

Lee Hwon was fed up with Hanma for the first time since her return. Perhaps consciously decided not to think about her.

Han, and Surah blood girl.

There is consistency in the appellation.

Just by looking at the asterisk, I could see her purpose.

She said she lives with the determination to kill someone and avenge her life. Of course, I never asked who "who" was.

"Scary thing."

As soon as Lee Hwon got tired of it, Go Cheon-rak stammered back.

"I think he's really crazy."

"What are you talking about?"

Go Cheon-rak emptied the secret passage without a word.

Lee Hwon stood in front of the secret passage that Go Cheon-rak found, fiddling with leopard print. As soon as I checked the end of the secret passage, my hands were tightened, and leopard print was torn apart and scattered.

"You little bastard."

The passage was short.

And what was in it was insignificant.

I put my nails on the wall.

By size, it would have been a pinky fingernails of size.

But the number was too many.

Enough to fill the wall.

"Where's the body, asshole?"

"I burned it."

“······.”

Lee Hwon said after watching the passage for a long time.

"Let's hurry up and burn."

"Where are you going?”

"If a dog has done something wrong, it should be weighed down by its master.

A moment later the last hall of Jewolbang was torn down in flames, and a carriage galloped north.

Hwang Bo-woong had a large physique just like Hwang Bo-se.

He has mastered much of the vision of Sega, Jinreujang and Cheonwang Ogwon. On top of that, he also trained the Heavenly Sword, which must be mastered by the next ruler. Considering that Ga-joo's children are ex-boyfriends and three-girls, it was evidence that she was approaching a certain degree of succession.

The next family member was nothing but empty.

The advantage of being the owner of a small house alone has won the support of countless people. Even now, Jang-ja and Cha-ja were going to be busy trying to get gasoline under their own shadow.

'To beat those sons of bitches,·.'.'.'.'.'.'.'

Hwang Bo-woong found his power outside, not inside Se- If Shandong Province's small and medium-sized factions supported him, it would be an axis of succession.

It is the Soryongdaeyeon that was made like that.

The Soryongdaeyeon was a banquet in Shandong Province where the successors of the defense system and the latter leaders met regularly. It was the fourth year this year, and participants broke records every year.

'This was the answer.’

Hwang Bo-woong toured the banquet hall.

There are ten round tables.

Five people can sit in one place, which means a total of 50 people will attend. He invited not only the children of Shandong Province's long-lasting defense, but also those who entered government service and even the latter who passed through Shandong Province just in time. Like the name "Soryongdaeyeon," this place was the small Shandong Province itself.

"You look happy.”

Hwang Bo-woong grinned as his friend's indictment approached.

"I've spent all my foreign money for four years. If it doesn't come to this level, my house won't be shaken. But I'm glad you helped."

Gongso was a minion of the new study, the three great losers of Shandong Province. They became friends just because they were like Mousabu in their childhood. If the indictment had been taken away by the eldest son or the second son, Soryongdaeyeon's prestige would not have been as great as it is now. Therefore, Hwangbo Tae-woong was not allowed to deal with the charges.

"We read, we write poems. Like a reed that'll be swept away with just one gesture of Kang Ho-in. It's like that. Isn't it?"

"Huh! As soon as those who started their career through the New Study and Yurim all over the midfield speak one voice, Hwang Bo-se will become a symbol of violence overnight and be treated as a shrine. So don't be condescending."

The indictment glanced up.

"But from the list of attendees, there's a worthless fellow in it. What do you mean, three flowers in a row? Since when did the Shandong Samhwa come into being?"

"It's a nice picture. Three is better than two."

"But you're a bearded boy.”

Hwang Bo-woong grinned at the indictment.

Gongso was popular with women for her fine appearance. But he must have been jealous because he said he was a plum prince.

"Every time I see someone like him, I don't get the excitement of the banquet. He's making quite a name these days, but his background is humble. It'll be fun to make fun of him.”

"Hoot, did you mean that? Well, it didn't mean a good thing to call a man Sandong Samhwa."

Hwang Bo-woong said, tapping on the shoulders of the indictment.

"Don't mind yourself, just enjoy the banquet as usual."

The indictment lowered its voice.

"Then I'd like to ask you a favor.

"What is it?"

At the words of Hwang Bo-woong, the indictment extended his pinky.

"Please connect me.”

"A bad rumor?"

"Are you crazy? I don't need a woman like a wooden stone. I like soft, lean women."

"It's Boo Yong Ji-hee, Ye Young-young."

The indictment gave off a gloomy look and licked his lips with his tongue.

"The last drug. She took it off on her own, and she moved on her own. It worked."

Huang Bo-tao nodded.

"Forced, it's only sweaty.”

"Kkeut, I'll take it with my permission."

"What permission between us! You just say you'll see me outside for a while. I'll take care of the medicine.”

"That was good."

The two exchanged glaring glances.

When the indictment left, Huang Bo-tao gestured.

Su-ha, who was standing behind him, bowed down.

"You hear that? Tell her to brainwash Yeh Young-young."

"Boo Yong Ji-hee is a manless woman in Cheongdo Daesang Danju. If things go wrong, it might not end up as a indictment."

The Cheongdo Brigade is like a large landowner in the eastern province of Shandong Province.

The mountain is high, and the rough all over your land is in the area, but these days it went right the donghae the top of the huge profits through. In other words, more than half of Shandong Province's goods came from the Cheongdo Grand Order.

"It's all right. Have we ever failed?"

Su-ha couldn't answer.

Hwang Bo-woong watched the back of the indictment with thin eyes that did not match his size.

"If something goes wrong, we'll settle it first. Wouldn't it be possible to take over the Cheongdo Grand Prize and the New Study at the same time?”

Su-ha bowed her head.

"I'll tell both of you."

Hwang Bo-woong rose from his seat after sending Su-ha.

The Soryongdaeyeon was held at a scenic Jangwon under Taesan Mountain. Those who are not invited cannot come, nor can those who are old. Therefore, it was enough place for the unbridled good men and women to make a relationship.

'I'm so happy to be the owner of the Dragonfly.'

I was happy just to imagine what it would be like to be the owner of Hwangbo Sega. And after a while, one by one of the guests who would make him ecstatic appeared. They have been involved with their parents and family since they were young. That's why they continued their friendly atmosphere even though they met after a year. That's when I found my master to paint my seat.

"Here's Boo Yong Ji-hee Ye Sozer from the Cheongdo Brigade."

Every cry of the servant was exhilarating.

The men, including Hwang Bo-woong and the indictment, waited for her with their throats pulled out. After a while, Ye Young-young, a beautiful young woman, entered the banquet hall as if to prove that it was not a masterpiece.

"Yes, Soser! Long time no see."

"Yes, the beauty of the Sozer goes by, ·····.""

"The other day, we briefly greeted each other at the Cheongdo Brigade."

Everyone welcomed Ye Young-young.

But only one person couldn't take off his expression from the moment she appeared.

The vicious rumor of Cheonam Ilhwa lowered its head.

She was called to be tied up with Ye Young-young, but her beauty was not very outstanding. Her nickname, Cheonam Ilhwa, meant flowers blooming among a thousand rocks. As the saying goes, mountain musicians are mostly men. So while he monopolized love and attention, it wasn't outside Sega. Especially when she is with Ye Young-young, she is more likely to be compared. Most of the time she appeared as evidence, she only bowed or waved from afar.

'Inconvenient.'

She fiddled with a baby bottle separated by a single spear.

It was much more enjoyable to swing the spear all day in the smoke field. However, I couldn't take my butt off when I thought of soju, which I had been taking care of for a few days ago.

It shouldn't be known that there's been a disturbance at home.

But I didn't hear what was going on.

At times like this, you should attend and smile.

I really didn't want to come.

And watch out for him! Don't look into the eyes! Never!

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun