Volcanic Spirit

Man is inherently weak in self-control.

But what if you learned martial arts and wore a sword? Self-control would be reduced to a tiny fraction, and confidence would rise like a mountain. In addition to that, if you drank alcohol, wouldn't your self-esteem soar in the sky? Thus, Julu was a place where there was nothing strange about the blood and wind.

A place where strength comes before truth.

A place where people deliberately pick a fight for power.

A place suitable for building a reputation or revealing a notoriety.

In other words, no matter who pulled out the knife, the people had to throw away what they were eating and run away. Instead of chasing them and getting the money, the owner also often wrapped his head and hid it under the counter.

The public and the papa squinted their eyes.

They looked around before their quarrelsome opponent.

There were already so many customers that they couldn't find an empty seat, and it was noisy enough to raise their voices to the person next to them.

[The merchants over there seem to have a lot of money.]

On the other side, there are some more beautiful women than my lady.]

So there was no reason to pick a fight here.

[Did you trust them?]]

[I guess I paid him to pick a fight.]

Yeo Hong is perplexed, and the misunderstanding of the two old people is crawling.

Lee Hwon, who actually started a quarrel, was confident.

He had no qualms about it because he had a pure quarrel.

"Tell me again! What?"

Her eyes glared at Yeo Hong, and she was so absent-minded that she was confused.

"Mu, what, ······"

The public and the waves sprang up and blocked the front of Yeo Hong.

"Lady, hide behind."

"The enemy! You! Who are you under?"

The public held two iron gons that were worn at the waist, and Papa set his cane at an angle to guard against Yi Hwon.

Lee Hwon snorted.

"Saju? There is only a volcano behind me!"

In such a dignified word, the public and the Papa could not speak for a moment. Rather, he was worried that his opponent might be trying to peek into the gap by making strange remarks. And Yeo Hong was still out of his mind in the out of the blue.

Eventually he stepped out.

"Am I the only one at the top here?"

The mask took a breath and stretched out both hands.

"Old man, let me talk to you for a moment."

The public aimed a mask with an iron-gon.

Hana, isn't it a mask that gets stronger day by day due to the Hongcheon airlift? He stepped forward enough to reach the irongon, then added the horse.

"That's my type. But if that person is a volcano, he likes volcanoes enough to wake up and clap. I think I overheard your conversation, and I think I'm upset."

Yeo Hong purely believed in the words of the mask, and gave out exclamations of exclamation.

"Aha, I see.”

Hana Public and Papa have remained vigilant.

"Lady! Don't believe it."

"Yes, I don't know what you're talking about."

The alertness has reached its peak as it has already confirmed the tailing that the traitors have attached, and the spray may come. So it would have been an incredible excuse for old men.

"You guys are playing tricks. The majesty of Taishan and the elegance of Soongsan! And the most famous mountain in the middlelands, which goes beyond the fascinating scenery of Hyeongsan, and even surpasses the reverence of Amassin, is a volcano, no matter what anyone says!"

It was a serious cry from Lee Hwon.

Even the public and the papa felt sincere enough to be trusted for a moment. Yeo Hong must have forgotten for a moment the barrenness of reality and painted the scenery of the volcano in his head.

"If there is such a place, I'd love to go."

The mask took out the plaque in a warm atmosphere for a while.

"You don't have to be suspicious."

The plaque is decorated with a gold band, and the word Maeng is inscribed near the center. And below it, the local name of Jungkyung and its affiliation were written in full.

"Huck! You're from the Junggyeong branch of the Moorim League?"

Lee Hwon blinked at the mysterious noise.

Talma said with a grin after slapping Lee Hwon's side.

"I overheard the conversation unintentionally. It bothered me to mention the Joongkyung branch.”

When the public and Papa confirmed that the plaque was real, they took up arms. And took a noticeably polite posture.

"If you heard, you don't have to talk again. Although the Myo-Asan mausoleum did not belong to the Mo-rim League, it moved like a political faction and a body over a number of generations. However, it is difficult to find a place in Bonghwanghoe that is aiming for Heuksongrim, which is like a sacred place for the people of the family. So please, I want you to mediate between the Jungkyung branch."

The mask let out a murmur of disapproval.

"Ah! I understand the situation, but as you know, the relationship between the head of the branch and the phoenix meeting..."

The public and the waves hardened their facial expressions.

"If it were the money of Bonghwanghoe, the branch manager would have been conciliated.”

Yeo Hong closed her eyes as if she had forgotten her determination a moment ago.

Lee Hwon laughed at them in vain.

[Hey! When did you steal that again?]

I was waiting at Hao Gate to pay for the information, and the Central Police Department came and went. I thought they were outside and going back to the branch office because of you.]

The mask smiled and waved its sleeves.

Then another plaque flew like a memory and disappeared into Yi Hwon's sleeve. When I turned my sleeves over and looked at the nameplate, three letters were confirmed. According to the information provided by Talma, the strike group responsible for the Junggyeong branch was Gundongondang and Gundongdae.

'Ha! You smart bastard.'

Lee Hwon smiled, realizing the intention of the mask.

'If you use them as bait, you'll be able to enter Bonghwanghoe naturally.’

It would have been possible to move without being monitored if a tomb was put forward without knowing what kind of relationship Jong Cho-hong had with the phoenix society.

Lee Hwon caught his eyes with a cough and held out his plaque.

"I love volcanoes so much that I interrupted my meal. ."."주인주인주인.".".".""

I checked the back of the plaque through my fingers.

"My name is Lee Hwon."

While the public and Papa were making a communal statement, there was an irritating electric shock from the horse.

[Why are you suddenly revealing your real name?] The nameplate clearly says Maengburak.]

[I don't like the name.]

[What if we check the nameplate?]

Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

[It's not my fault then.

Talma took a breath, as Lee Hwon sensed that what he said was the last day of the Bonghwanghoe. If Lee Hwon starts to run wild, it is a foregone conclusion that Bong Hwang-hoe will be destroyed. It is a situation in which the Moorimists asked to postpone the competition for the inauguration ceremony of the Hana Volcano Federation.

I can't be blamed for nothing like the Phoenix Society.’

When the mask sighed, the public hurriedly clung to it, perhaps thinking it was a refusal.

"The morality of Kang Ho has fallen to the ground and there is no place to turn to. May the Lord of the Gundang be sure to look over the tombs."

Yeo Hong asked more aggressively than the public.

She knelt in the midst of a great deal of attention.

"Heuksongrim is the resting place of the Myo tribe. Please, ······."."

When Yi Hwon shook her hand, Yeo Hong's body rose on its own. The public and the papa could not conceal their joy at the sight. Joining the Moorim League was a great help, but Kang Ho's work must be solved only when he is a master.

"As a spectator, I can't let it pass.”

The mask secretly smiled at Lee Hwon's serious expression.

'Are you a soldier in Shandong and a narrower in Junggyeong?'

The party has increased to five.

Yi Hwon and Yeo Hong were at the forefront, and the public and the Papa fell behind.

'If you get close to the Geon-gon-dang-ju, you can get help even if the phong-hwang-hoe asks too much.’

'That's not much to lose in appearance.’

The public and Papa exchanged glances, glancing at Lee Hwon's back.

'The volcano is the worst of the five evils. A man who worships such a place can't be bad in nature.’

'If you get acquainted with Kang Ho's co-workers, no one will ignore the family.’

With his own purpose, he constantly looked at Lee Hwon.

On the other hand, Talma smiled at four people at a glance.

It's strange to see you standing with a girl.’

It is the first time that Lee Hwon is standing with a woman without alcohol.

Thus, Talma took a leisurely walk, feeling like she was watching a play.

"Jungkyung has more mausoleum, synagogue, and jangjok than Hanjok. It's more than the eldest can paint."

"I see."

"Bonghwanghoiju is also known to be from the eldest family. Originally, the relationship between the tomb and the eldest was not so bad, ·····."."

Lee Hwon thought of alcohol as he listened to Yeo Hong's chatter.

'I bet it's a lot more sour because it's infused with old grain. I'll have to cut the pork when I go back. If you put water in soy sauce and marinate the boiled meat, it will be quite sweet.'

Then came an appetizing remark.

"What?"

"It won't be long before Ko Hee-yeon of the phoenix. They've been having a banquet for three days and treating everyone around them. Tomorrow is probably Ko Hee-yeon's day.”

"Ah!"

Yeo Hong smiled bitterly.

"That's right. I purposely want to arrive in time for Ko Hee-yeon. If he were a human being, he wouldn't do anything rough on his birthday."

Lee Hwon dropped Yeo Hong's bitter recitation in his ear.

If a ruler who reigns like a king in Junggyeong had welcomed Ko Hee-yeon, the mere thought of how grand she would have been would have made me taste better.

"Good drink and good food. I can't wait to go and eat."

Maybe it's because he quit drinking more than two drinks.

The insides flowed freely.

"What?"

Yeo Hong blinked her eyes.

Fortunately, there was a situation that did not require explanation.

Thirty masked men appeared among the hills located throughout the plain. They took out Mando unquestionably and rushed in.

"Kill the girl!"

The public and the papa were in great disarray, and they fixed up the iron and cane. As it neared the Phoenix Lake, where the phoenix society is located, it seemed that impatient traitors planned the murder.

Papa shouted urgently.

"Lady! Avoid yourself."

Hana Yeo-hong was so sick and tired of dozens of lives that she couldn't move.

At that time, Yi Hwon covered Yeo Hong's eyes and looked over the rice ears that had grown to his knees with one hand. Then hundreds of grains rose on their own and exploded toward the front.

Papapapapapapapat!

The public took her neck out and stared ahead, and Papa missed the tight-holded cane. The masked men, who had been running in such a brisk manner, fell off at the same time on this street. The two old men were speechless in the absence of even a wriggling man. For those who spent their entire lives at Myoasan Mountain, it was a sacred place that could not be trusted by the eyes.

'We've met the dead!

'Isn't it overflowing with your mate?

Yi Hwon slipped away from Yeo Hong, who couldn't raise her head, and then floated up. As he stepped on the rice and spread the golden rule, the new model quickly stretched like a taffy. And Lee Hwon came back before the tilted rice could find its place.

He threw the old man who had been caught behind the hill before the public and the papa.

"Who knows?"

"Huck! Elder Seulna! You were on our side. Were you behind this?”

The beard stretched to the chest, and the hair is an old man who comes down to the waist. As soon as he saw Yeo Hong, he pointed his finger and shouted.

"I just want to sell the Heuksongrim for a big sum of money. "Because of your years, the Myos will lose their homes and perish!"

Yeo Hong seemed shocked by the betrayal of the man she believed.

As soon as the elder tried to swear at Yeo Hong, Lee Hwon's hand slapped her in the back of the neck.

Quasik!

Yi Hwon said after throwing the dead elder to the side of the road.

"The traitor to hell. Very simple logic."

Yeo Hong bowed his head.

"Thank you."

Yeo Hong's expression was too sad to express her desire to go and drink even at one o'clock.

Talma shouted for a change of mood.

"Hey! I see the phoenix."

Before Hana Bonghwangho, a large crowd greeted them.

All sorts of people gathered at the news that the phoenixes had a feast. Hundreds of tents were set up outside the pavilion, which was built with half the lake.

"I'm from the Central Police Station."

When Talma presented the plaque, the party was guided inside the phoenix, not the tent.

"You don't have to have a private meeting with the phoenixes."

"There will be owners of the heavy fire brigade, so if you raise objections among them, you won't be able to ignore the phoenixes."

Yi Hwon was not interested in the meeting for the well-being of the Myohwon people.

He couldn't take his eyes off the main character over the crowd.

"Hey, look at that."

Talma also opened her eyes wide as she followed Lee Hwon's gaze.

"Brother, that looks exactly like the dead old man of the sect."

That’s right.

There was an old man whose wrinkled eyes drew a reverse fate, who had an impression that he could not easily see. Wearing a gold robe embroidered with phoenixes, he looks just like Junamno-do, who was one of the most prominent Samsung members of the Jongnam faction.

The skin is only a little darker.

Lee Hwon's eyes began to glow with blood.

"Is there a lot of apostles? Or am I lucky?"

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun