Volcanic Spirit

60, what kind of guy is the chief?

The Volcano Federation unified the distribution ahead of the launching ceremony.

The genealogy was clear anyway, so it is not difficult to count the numbers from the survey. Thus, the federation's owner, Gwan Yun-jong, made a great disciple of Seo Pyeong, and treated the kaksangdongju of Manryujong as the originator. Fortunately, King Gwangnyeongjong's Seohwajong and King Jin Bakjong's Taegeukgwanju had the same distribution. Thus, the younger Seo Pyung called Seo Hwa-jong and Taegeuk-gwanju the death penalty, and the two used honorific titles to the federation's owners.

Below that it didn't matter much.

Except for Gwangnyeongjong, which was originally called Volcanic Para, the disciples of each sect were a minority. The largest number of Taegeukgwans alone did not exceed thirty.

So Yu Geon-pyeong, the glass sword, was still a great student.

"I am Yoo Geon-pyeong, the student of the Federation and head of the Veterans Affairs Party. That's why I'm delivering the opening ceremony to many VIPs."

Bogundang is the place where the newly organized federation takes charge of the outside life. Thus, Yu Geon-pyeong spent a short time during the banquet to inform the VIPs of the order of the inauguration ceremony.

"We plan to hold a festival one day before the Mid-Autumn Festival to give a big banquet for VIPs and those who came far away. It's called a kaleidoscope, so don't think it's not enough, please attend and brighten up. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, we would like to announce to the heavens the significance of the establishment of the federation at the peak of Seoninbong Peak, which will be established by the federation in the future. On the day after the Mid-Autumn Festival, we planned small competitions and various events. These include: The first one is,."··."···."."

Yu Geon-pyeong seemed nervous for a while, but gradually regained the calmness of his voice after confirming Yi Hwon. It seems that he wanted to get confirmation from an absolute master who once tried to make him his student.

Lee Hwon looked around while listening to Yoo Geon-pyeong's cheerful voice.

The closer the table to the platform, the more precious the seat is.

Thus, Bukrihye, the new owner of the Bukhae Ice Palace, was sitting between Moorim-blind and Gupao's delegation. Compared to their conversation, she gazed forward with her arms crossed.

Talma sat behind Lee Hwon and gave him an earring.

"Look at the princess."

"I'm watching. I'm the head of an extra force, so it won't be easy to mingle with Gupa with a smile.”

"I hope it's not because of that. You seem upset because you forgot your name."

Lee Hwon snorted.

"Hoot, did you hold my hand? Did you kiss her? We got what we wanted, and we just had to smile and say goodbye. She's a 20-year-old woman who became the head of the Big Bang. There's no way I'll miss such an important position with that kind of thing.”

"You know what?"

"And what else?"

"Your tongue gets longer when you're at a disadvantage."

A word from the mask made Yi Hwon pause for a moment.

"Where's the coroner?"

"And he's good at talking. Anyway, the nasty M.E. is probably going down the mountain and drinking. He doesn't want to be involved in the launching ceremony until you take him to Nakanbong."

Lee Hwon exclaimed.

After enjoying the scenery in Hoeumhyeon, he prayed for the repose of the unknown postscript who was caught by the sword.

"What was it?"

The mask spat out a word softly at Lee Hwon's sudden question.

"It's Hye, not Hae. It's Hye. Seul Gi-wool Hye () Buk Ri Hye."

As the Buddha and his disciples have done, he is a brother who has reached the stage of chloride. Lee Hwon was proud and lavished praise on the horse.

"Hey, my brother. Escape illiteracy, cool."

"Hoot! I studied after Hongcheon. It's good to be sure. I've lost a lot of times because I couldn't read the words on the box.”

Lee Hwon looked at the boss, shedding his pride in the mask.

Now, the federation's book review has hinted at the qualifications of a good representative.

He said he grew a couple of levels because of the "full-scale war," but he was considered a different person than when the volcanic waves were in crisis. Based on sincerity, he has solidified his uprightness, and as time goes by, he will become a great lord with added benevolence and consideration.

The Taegeukgi didn't look at him on purpose.

Judging from the constant glancing from the first meeting, his butt seemed to be itching to discuss every move for several days and days, and to keep on rubbing.

On the other hand, the angular governor had half his eyes as if he were sleeping.

He greeted the passage of time with correctness to the point where he thought he would have died if he had not nodded occasionally. As a result, it was more like an old-fashioned person than anyone else gathered here.

'He'll be damned if he'll be damned.’

Still, it was most comfortable to see Seo Hwa-jong, who was the longest writer of volcanic waves, after seeing him several times.

Lee Hwon smiled and gave words of blessing.

"It's a great success for Hoehyeon.”

"It's also thanks to the stewardship."

Seo Hwa-jong gave Lee Hwon a warm look.

'That's a strange connection.

The relationship between the two was complicated.

At first, I thought he was a disciple of Roh Gun-dongju, the plum-black, after hearing the evildoer of Talma. So he tried to accept Lee Hwon even if he had broken his division.

However, after several incidents, I learned about the survival of the charlatan. And I heard Lee Hwon calling Manga Chuchuja Master.

It was a little difficult then.

If the decline of volcanic waves accelerated and young men in their twenties were accepted as priests, the distribution of the sect would become nominal. It was also concerned about the loss of Lee Dae-je, who struggled to save the volcanic waves.

However, the embassy was independent of volcanic waves.

It's a priestly relationship just because he learned how to lead.

This made me feel at ease.

In addition to that, the league was decided just in time.

Thus, Seo Hwa-jong was filled with gratitude for Yi Hwon. For 50 years, he did not know that there was a master of private affairs on the streets, and he made me feel free from guilt for not being cared for.

"It wasn't long ago that I understood that the governor was allowed to be active. The volcano was weak, but the volcano was strong. In addition to that, with the help of the governor and his master, many of them were willing to visit the volcano?”

Lee Hwon also thanked Seo Hwa-jong.

The love of volcanic waves has long faded.

It was more than a guess how difficult it would be to abandon the name of the long-standing literary sect and to become one as a federation. After all, wouldn't it have been possible because he also feared and loved the volcano?

"It's unprecedented in all ages. If it wasn't for the determination of the long-term, he and I would have been in place no matter how hard we tried."

The survival of the charlatan is a secret that only the leadership knows.

In the future, when the Moorim Conference was held in the Moorim League, a manga lover was planning to attend and directly discuss the Shim-deuk of Shinma. If that happens, you won't be able to take it lightly even if it's a moorim liquor.

Therefore, Lee Hwon felt a great sense of responsibility for the federation's inauguration ceremony.

Seo Hwa-jong naturally changed the subject.

Good words, however good they may be, were nothing but good words.

Longer ones don't do much good.

"Have you seen the hall of Seoninbong?"

Lee Hwon nodded.

"Yeonhwabong is close to Hoeumhyeon, so they use it as an outpatient clinic and Seoninbong as their home base. It was definitely a new building, so it was cool."

"I named it Yeonhwawon and Seoninwon. The league leaders had a hard time.”

However, Seo Hwa-jong's expression was strange.

There was a hazy shade in the light.

"Is there a problem?"

"It's not a big deal. However, it cost a lot of money to build a new pavilion at Seoninbong Peak. We raised funds by selling donations from all over the country, congratulatory money, and things that could be arranged at each conduit. So we were able to finish the construction safely. Of course, if it wasn't for the huge sum of money from the owner, it would still be in full swing."

Seo Hwa-jong tried to change the subject with a big smile.

Hana Lee Hwon narrowed her forehead.

You don't have any money?’

The prestige of the literary establishment begins with tradition and military exploits.

However, most people are bound to judge their opponents by their appearances. Who would be in awe if those who are called Maengdo wore rags and walked around with yellowish faces?

Look at the disciples of Shaolin in plain language.

They always showed off their white faces and good smiles unless they starved themselves. Even if they make a brick wall, they find the best combination and have a great effect at a low price.

'What the hell is going on?'

Above all, the reason why Lee Hwon is so annoying is that he has already seen the success of Hoe Eum-hyeon. Although Hoe Eum-hyeon is not a volcano's, did the holy world not result from the volcano?

Lee Hwon breathed a breath watching Seo Hwa-jong.

Among the leaders of the Volcanic League, it is the most stable, and has a lot of worldly experience. It was still dreary against the old men of Hana Kangho.

[Please go to Hao Gate for a moment.]

[Now?]

[Right now! Find out who's the biggest spendthrift in Hoeum County.]

[We can steal it if we need it.]

[You want to steal every time?]

Talma raised the corners of her mouth when she learned that the money was spent by the Volcano Federation.

[My brother, you're drawing a big picture again. Did you enjoy painting these days? Why did the old man, who used to just flip everything over?]

Lee Hwon sighed.

[The kick-off ceremony should be done without a hitch.]

[Knock! Trust me.]

If there was originally a color horse, the answer would have been the moment you asked the question. However, the field of de-massing was not originally information, so I had to bear the trouble.

"So the mountain music is still messy?’

Lee Hwon was disgusted at the moment he remembered the eyes of Saekma, who was looking at him persistently. Even at the expense of a little discomfort, I couldn't help thinking that it was better now.

Lee Hwon left the banquet hall after the mask returned.

And after a while, he met a man who had done his duty and stepped out of the banquet hall.

"It's been a long time."

The glass sword Yu Geon-pyeong drooped.

Perhaps he was the first person to recognize Lee Hwon's true worth after his return. Although we waited and watched because he couldn't hold on to it, you wouldn't have expected him to grow like this.

Yoo Geon-pyeong joined hands, feeling the difference in the world.

"Yu Geon-pyeong, the student of the Federation, greets the chief of staff."

Lee Hwon smiled and said,

"I'm not a member of the league, so feel free to speak."

"I didn't sign on the Union's plenum, but the silver balls you gave to the volcano are so large, ······.""

Yoo Gun-pyeong clouded the end of his words.

Then he breathed for a moment and said,

"Then I'll tell you what I want to say only at this moment."

"Sure."

At Lee Hwon's words, Yoo Geon-pyeong shed a long sigh.

"What a shame! And thank God!"

It was the opposite, but it was not difficult to grasp the true meaning.

Yoo Gun-pyeong said with a bright smile.

"And thank you. Thank you for everything.”

"I didn't mean to be praised."

"That's why I'm more grateful. I'm happy to be able to boast that I'm the first person to recognize you. So treat me as a great student of the League.”

"I will."

He put his hands together with sincerity.

And asked.

"It looks like you have a business to attend to, given that you've been waiting for me."

Lee Hwon no longer tried to change Yoo's decision.

"I have a question about the festival."

The festival was literally a banquet held on the eve of the inauguration ceremony to celebrate the birth of the Volcano Federation.

"The guests are having a banquet at Jinmu Palace, which used to be a key building. And they will gather separately at the Okhwa area next to the palace."

"Where is my seat?"

"Of course,·····"

Yoo Gun-pyeong clouded the end of his words.

"You want to hang out with the backbenchers.”

"Yes, and I'd like you to help me arrange the seats."

Yoo Geon-pyeong was willing to accept Lee Hwon's request.

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it."

Yoo Gun-pyeong smiled at Lee Hwon, who was moving away.

"No matter how high your military and reputation may be, friends are always precious." How long can an official stay with Kang Ho's old masters? You'll also need a comfortable seat with your peers.’

Lee Hwon, on the other hand, exchanged sound with the mask.

[Brother, are you ready?]]

[As planned.]

[That sounds like fun. I'll proceed.]

Yi Hwon raised the corners of his mouth with a sordid look when the appearance of the mask disappeared.

'I'm going to tell the young ones who are the owners of the volcano.'

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun