Volcanic Spirit

For a moment the intestinal tract froze.

It would not have been so surprising if a famous gosu or a Moorim-blind elder appeared south of the Janggang River. As long as a thousand horses do not fall apart, who would surpass the authority of the phoenix?

On the other hand, the inspector general was something he had never thought of.

It was like a bolt from the dry sky.

"Didn't you hear? I said inspector!"

As soon as Lee Hwon's words popped up again, the government officials reacted first. The wise men, who were flattering the Taoist of the Junggyeong Provincial Government, rushed out at their knees and bowed their heads.

On the other hand, Master Hwang was speechless as if he were stone with a glass of wine.

"How can a word be used in a place like this all of a sudden?"

It has been a long time since the rich, the merchants and the people of Yangmin all knelt down.

That's what he should do.

The central and provincial governments were different in the state's control, and it was an atmosphere in which the rule of each castle was recognized at its discretion. There was only one group that boasted power throughout the central and provincial regions.

It is a provincial government.

The role here was simple.

Inspection, evaluation, reporting.

These were not only the royal family and the aristocrats, but also the heads of various departments. Among them, the seven-piece inspector was the official who actually carried out the inspection at the provincial police station.

"Looking at your attire, you're a Taoist master of solitude."

Lee Hwon had already overheard their conversation, but pretended to have arrived now.

"He, he is. I didn't hear that Eosa was coming."

Since Master Hwang was a master of the seventh rank of the bell, the positions of the two do not differ much. No one had the same rank as a monk who could report the inspection directly to the emperor and a Taoist priest who was given to local leaders.

"Hey! It's the law of the state that a fisherman goes on a dark journey! Isn't it a bigger problem if you know it in advance?"

At Yi Hwon's change, the Taoist crouched like a turtle.

"Isn't your master also a Taoist master? But why are you being treated at the top of the table for not attending the people's feast? Can't you come down right now!"

Master Hwang rushed out.

But the commissioner blocked it.

The bribery given to the provincial government at the Bonghwanghoe reached its full value. However, if Master Hwang, who mediates the phoenix society and the provincial government, does not follow, all the bribes so far will be in vain.

It is not a sin for you to attend the feast of the phoenix. Besides, the inspector wouldn't stay long, would he?]

The secretary-general joined hands after Hwang stepped forward.

"Bonghwanghoe is speaking with the government both materially and mentally for the peace of Jungkyung. For now, the inspector has come a long way, so let's go to the top."

Lee Hwon stared at the commissioner with his eyes wide open.

His splendid costume was borrowed from a poet named Muk Gaek who wandered around the outskirts of Bonghwanghoe. The clothes were so colorful that it looked like an inspector that I borrowed a few clothes and it was very luxurious.

Sreung

He pulled out the sword.

Then, not only the fighters around Bonghwanghoiju but also the servants who helped the banquet drew attention. At the request of the general secretary, there were plenty of people who would kill the inspector.

This was the only moment Lee wanted.

A new type of mask that appeared on the roof permeated down the eaves, and soon disappeared inside, avoiding the attention of countless fighters. He drew attention first by using the bait of a tomb, and even imitated the inspector just in case.

As a result, the mask infiltrated the interior without anyone knowing.

That meant there was nothing to care about anymore.

'That was good!

Lee Hwon decided to make full use of the nameplate of the inspector forged by the mask.

"Shouldn't you at least try the high-ranking government official who was born as a man and passed the state examination at least once?"

Of course, it was separate from loyalty to the country.

Lee Hwon had a good relationship with the government even before his return. It is no wonder that he is so, because he was the same strong man for the government.

So their way was not strange either.

He pointed his sword at the sky and shouted.

"This is the justice sword that the Emperor personally bestowed upon me!"

Perhaps even the one who lost the sword will be satisfied with the name of Justice Sword.

This is what good management is about.

"The good liquor in the gold pot will be the blood of ten thousand people, and the food in the jade tray will also be the oil of ten thousand people. The sweat of dancing is the tears of Yangmin, and the song of Gahee is the tune of Yangmin!"

The officials and the people turned white at Lee Hwon's change.

It was cool to see him raise his spirits alone.

However, they have been watching the Bonghwanghoe process. In their heads, Lee Hwon's body was already cut into small pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"So is the work done by the Myo tribe! "If you take away the land with this kind of coercive behavior, which people can live in peace?"

It was a banquet hall full of music and laughter a little while ago.

Hana was now as still as a funeral.

There were probably a lot of people who would run away like a bottomless pit if someone ran away or escaped.

Only Yeo Hong-man was pleased to see Lee Hwon's appearance as if it were the rise of the kidney. He would have thought as if heaven had given him the rope out of pity for his family. However, the public and Papa could not say a word, guessing the Bonghwanghoe's response.

'We, of course, could be wiped out.’

It's not that I don't know Lee Hwon's ignorance.

It is impossible to compare the beauty of the Bonghwanghoe with that of the other members of the family. In other words, Bonghwanghoe had gathered fighters from all over the country in the wake of Ko Hee-yeon of the Hoeju.

"What a surprise. So are you going to be a judge?"

The commissioner stared at Lee Hwon with his hands on his waist. In your head, you must be thinking about the process of killing Lee Hwon and taking care of it.

"Why can't I do it?”

At Lee Hwon's cry, the secretary answered with a gesture.

Then the phoenixes, who had been mixed among the crowd, gathered like dogs.

It was full of living without a common cry.

Yi Hwon swung the sword lightly and shouted.

"If you are not the Sioux of the Phoenix, get down!"

After grilling, he cut the sword sideways, allowing only a brief moment. The amazing sight that happened at that moment was so great that it could not be wasted on three generations.

Ouch!

For a moment the red energy that rose from the handle of the sword swirled the sword like a fog. Like a flame, a misty, twined energy was soon ruffled at the end of the sword and then exploded.

Just like the trajectory of the sword.

Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

As soon as the bullets spread out in fan shape, the twenty fighters who were rushing fiercely were decapitated. Just by looking at this, we could see that the coordination of the spirit was extreme. What's more surprising, however, is that he disappeared after exactly reaching out for a chapter. And as soon as I turned again and shook the tip of the sword, the space was like a mirage in the Great Barrier.

"Argh!"

This time, even a scream burst out.

Those who stepped into the space occupied by Lee Hwon had one of the limbs cut off, and the hall was filled with the smell of blood for a moment.

The number of people who were cut off in one breath reached forty.

At this point, the president couldn't have been more relaxed.

"The enemy! Hit it!"

Only then did Lee Hwon turn to the president and spoke in a solemn tone.

"This is the Imperial Dragon Sword of the Imperial Household!"

The Emperor can't blame you for giving you such a wonderful name.

This time, enemies poured out from inside the phoenix, not from outside. This was a good opportunity to expand the scope of the movement.

So with a smile on his face, he welcomed the enemy.

He showed his sword as a welcome greeting.

Regardless of the fair name of Daecheon Hwangnyonggumbeop, the sword, such as cerebral palsy, has spread out in all directions. This is the power of a perforated hematopoeia that grew after accepting the old-fashioned brickwork of a bad wall.

Tatatatatatatatatatak!

Unlike perforated hematocarps, the old-fashioned brickworker focuses on temperance.

As the mask awakened in the Hongcheon air, it stabbed deeply or lightly to death. As such, the sword, which was spread out through the deep acquisition of the old palace wall tool, was intended for the purpose of life-saving.

As a result, the fighters, who would have had a secret move, were disgusted and scattered as if they had been struck by lightning. If you look closely, there were holes in the middle of the forehead and heart.

"Who else will challenge the dignity of the imperial family?"

At this point, the phoenix's face was distorted.

Since only Roh's feelings have been maximized among the sensory apostles, it would be no wonder if he could leave his seat immediately and perform the temple.

"Hung!"

The phoenixes reached out from the seat of their seat.

The long sword on the wall trembled and flew by itself and was caught.

Then Lee Hwon let go of his expression.

"If you don't have it, I'll stop saying hello."

Bong Hwang-hoi-ju glared at Lee Hwon with his eyes wide open at unexpected words. And Yeo-hong's eyes grew teary as if she were singing "Hurrah" in tears.

"What does that mean?"

The commissioner confirmed that Lee Hwon's prayer had changed completely and used honorifics just in case.

"Shouldn't you do your best to keep the dignity of the imperial family as you claim to be the eyes and ears of the emperor?"

The director's eyes narrowed at Lee Hwon's cry.

Although they were talking about this and that, they seemed to overlap with the words and actions of the officials who were asking for bribes without knowing why.

"Yes."

Sreung

Yi Hwon reeled off the blood from the sword.

Then he continued his words with a cough.

"Chum, since I have kept the dignity of the imperial family, may I also celebrate the good day of good people?"

I've done good management, so I can manage bad management.

Then the mask will come back.

"Or can a man like me not be together?"

Lee Hwon's broad-eyed stare at the phoenix. The phoenix cast a fine nod. However, after putting away his weapons as if boasting of his old age, the secretary smiled and gave Lee Hwon his power.

"Hahaha! It would be a great spectacle for many generations if the inspector of the church would attend the feast of the phoenix."

"Hahaha! I'll write you a congratulatory message if you want!"

It was obviously a bird of inquiry.

Yeo-hong was bewildered as if he had seen a ghost, and the fighters of the phoenix association recovered the body of their colleague.

"Come this way, please.

While climbing the stairs, Yi Hwon tapped Master Huang on the shoulder, who was still on his knees.

"Let's have a drink with people who are suffering from official duties."

Master Hwang showed his courtesy after observing Yi Hwon's honor. After gently supporting Lee Hwon's sleeve, he took the lead and gave up his seat.

"If the Inspector had thought you were such a hotshot, ··········"

A few times as much alcohol went around in the midst of flattery.

Lee Hwon enjoyed drinking without holding back his drunkenness.

As the rumor goes that Bonghwanghoe is the king of Junggyeong, alcohol and food are at the top of the list.

"Oh! The Great Gorge over there looks familiar."

The head of the Junggyeong branch, who had been beaten by Lee Hwon, bowed his head with a wistful look.

"I'm sorry about earlier. I have a private follower, and he went to Jung-kyung, so I'm sorry."

Tubes and moorings should not be mixed like water and oil, but should be maintained at a reasonable distance. Such logic could not be properly followed in the Hana-person world.

It has been a long time since the head of the Jungkyung branch erased the fact that he was beaten after confirming Lee Hwon's ignorance.

"Oh! That guy, Jong Cho-hong."

"Yes! They say they've taken a place in the bandits of the Gang of Moorimists. However, he is not even a master of the art, but he is doing a background check on the church by selling the name of Mudangsan Mountain. You'll have to catch it and cut it off to feel better."

"You don't have to worry about that."

Lee Hwon asked, tilting his head.

"What do you mean? Actually, I came here to see if I could find him."

The chief of the Jungkyung branch wheedled with a sipping of alcohol.

"He was handled by the phoenix, so you don't have to worry."

Lee Hwon glanced at the phoenix.

Then the secretary-general stepped up and asked,

"How do you find the father of a strong man?”

Lee Hwon smiled and said,

"Are you alive or dead?"

"I'm still alive. Do you even need a body?”

Lee Hwon snorted at the question of the president.

"Will you give it to me if I ask you?"

"Cheon-la-ok in the plenary session does not let the living go."

Lee Hwon picked up the bottle that looked the hardest on the horse.

Then he gulped down his throat and drank the liquor in a single gulp.

"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Talma! Did you hear that? It's Chun Ra-ok!"

Yi Hwon made a big mistake, and then, holding the bottle upside down, hit the chief officer on the head.

Jeng!

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun