Volcanic Spirit

65, Jagangduchon(().

Nam Gung-hyuk stared at Lee Hwon.

He didn't laugh out loud to pretend to be calm, nor did he get angry, saying he was ignored. He thinks his words are absolutely right, and his opponent is just finding fault. He must have thought that he didn't have to be swayed by other people's words and actions. Thus, the calm eyes of Soho did not even move, and moved his lips slightly to spit out a word.

"You're childish."

I couldn't feel any high and low emotions.

It was the composure of those who trampled everything except themselves.

As a result, Lee Hwon confirmed one thing.

'The source of your desire is never the tax.'

The first in the world, the first in the sword

Such a title was as troublesome as a stone on the foot.

If he valued the world, he would have mentioned the volcano and revealed his feelings at the moment of provocation. Like Lee-Hwon gets angry when he has a problem with alcohol.

It's a sword after all.

Namgoonghyuk's desire for the sword was great enough to maintain the status of the New Sword Day at all the time.

Lee Hwon returned the word "childish."

"You're greedy.

Namgoong Hyuk's eyes narrowed.

This is the first time he has expressed his feelings.

He must have confirmed that they are of the same class.

As evidence, Namgoonghyuk's mouth slowly bent and turned into a smile.

This is the difference between the criminal and him.

Ordinary people tend to be as reluctant as if they were looking in the mirror when they meet their peers. Genius was not reluctant, but he was going to try to distinguish superiority. You will feel joy when you win, and you will be frustrated when you lose.

One thing or another, he who saw the end was different.

No one recognizes that it has reached the end, so it is empty and lonely. Therefore, if I met my fellow countrymen, I would give them everything and receive praise.

friendship beyond age

unidentifiable trust

unparalleled cooperation

The basis of all this was the consideration of the opponent who truly recognized him.

So Namgoonghyuk did not hide his joy.

In the process of checking Lee Hwon, it would not matter if his family and Su-ha died. It didn't care if the centuries-old reputation of the world had been tarnished and the building with history collapsed.

So I laugh.

"Ha ha."

Nam Gung-hyuk sounded awkward as if he were the first to laugh.

Lee Hwon did not not know the meaning of Nam Gung-hyuk's laughter. so he shrugged and uttered an unexpected remark.

"Do you have a drink?"

The faces of the old school and the Taktapryeong, who had to control their anger due to the appearance of the housekeeper, were distorted once again. So far, even the dead to Yi Hwon are a few tens, and if you count the injured, you will be given three positions. Therefore, it was a measure to put pressure on the Moorim League in the name of Namgoong Sega and put the yoke of Moorim Gonggi. In their view, Lee Hwon was at a crossroads where his future life would be decided, so he deserved to be anxious and afraid. However, it was unpleasant to hear that he was looking for a drink as if he were visiting a party. I had no doubt that they would not tolerate profane words and deeds if they knew the housekeeper.

One Gaza spilt a word leisurely.

"Chung Ha."

A woman in her twenties, dressed in a palace, appeared from behind the whistle fire. Every time the palace was swept to the floor, even the sound of rambling was considered obscene.

"Give me the best drink.”

After lightly lifting his head, Chungha backed away and disappeared. During the series of processes that appeared for a while and then disappeared, no signs were felt. On the contrary, it would have been considered a ghost if it had not been for the sounds of the court chief.

'That's a seven-hole, too.’

Lee Hwon turned his head and looked at the old school.

Nogyo and Taktapryeong were unable to move as if they had been stone statues since the beginning of the family. Lee Hwon frowned one eyebrow at the old school. The old school's white eyebrows drew a reverse fate, but she hurriedly straightened her face when the eyes of the old woman touched her. Soon a phrase from Gaza came in.

"Go get the autopsy. You'll understand if you tell me I can stop being silly."

Lee Hwon gave a low exclamation.

I couldn't help but admit the intelligence network and secrecy of the Namgoong Sega. Doesn't it seem like he already knows the appearance of the autopsy and his relationship with himself?

"Taktapryeong, go rest. The night will be very long tonight, so don't worry too much."

Already, the onlookers had escaped like a low tide the moment Ga-ju appeared. Therefore, even the Taktapryeong left, and the front of the royal court was so quiet.

'Look at this?'

No literary faction or Sega was easy for the subordinates to follow in this situation. It would at least raise questions, or leave a word of concern. That's because their fate is also at stake in the survival of the world. However, the gasoline at Namgoong Sega did not hesitate as if it had been possessed by a ganglim marriage therapy in the words of Gaza.

'It's much better than a baby like a heavenly dragon.'

Lee Hwon smiled and stepped toward the king's war.

At that moment, however, blue silk flew in from somewhere and was laid on the floor.

Lalalalalalalalalalalalak!

Hana Yi Hwon naturally climbed onto the silk like a man who had never seen anything, and took a step.

"Good. Very good."

Namgoonghyuk spoke to Lee Hwon's defenseless posture.

The more I looked, the more familiar I was as if I were looking in the mirror.

I think it's now possible to get out of the decades-old talk to myself.

솨아아아

His innermost thoughts were revealed not by expression but by action.

As soon as I raised my hands and shook them around, things around me moved on their own. The table appeared in the dark, the chair was brought in, and the wine glass flew out of the air. A good drinking party was born with only a flick of a finger.

"When will the wine come?"

Lee Hwon put his butt together before Nam Gung-hyuk told him to sit down. And asked for a drink as if it were obvious. The two were close enough to reach each other.

"The better, the longer the wait.”

This meant that Namgoong Hyuk spent a long time meeting Lee Hwon. The two stared into each other's eyes without a single retreat.

"A long wait doesn't guarantee you're satisfied."

A brief silence ensued.

Yi Hwon did not apologize for what he would have done to win the hearts and minds of Shinma, nor did Namgoonghyuk mention the damage to Sega and the death of gasoline.

They just look at each other.

I don't know if it's helpful, if it's useful, and how far to go.

However, Lee Hwon's eyes gradually began to capture not only Namgoonghyuk but also everything around him. It soon became cloudy and naturally recalled memories before the return.

'At Namgoong Sega,···.'.''

There's nothing to remember for a long time.

Before the return, the Namgoong Sega did nothing.

The current power alone must have done nothing for the next twenty years. Doesn't that mean that whatever he did, he didn't leave a trace? So it was Namgoongse who was more afraid and wary.

'The only thing whose name is known is Changmu sword, Namgoong Chaerin.'

It was only known that Bok Woo-jeon was found dead after having a monthly discussion to avenge Jeong-in.

That means.

Lee Hwon's vision cleared up and stared at Namgoonghyuk again.

It means you won't succeed in the next twenty years.’

This was really important information.

No matter what he talked to Namgoong-hyuk, if he spills, ignores, and opposes it, the shortcut to the end would be revealed. Of course, I didn't intend to tell you for free just because I got a drink.

"As expected, free drinks are better than paid drinks, and what's better than free drinks is stealing."

Good things are good to drink alone.

The same was true of good martial arts.

"Your eyes are full of greed."

"You too."

The two smiled at each other.

After one blink of an eye, it was a confrontation that would be no wonder if the swords were inserted into each other's hearts. And the already invisible momentum was in a state of constant limping for each other's gaps.

beat and beat

Lee Hwon's right eye is slightly wriggling.

It was the sound of Chungha approaching from the right.

It was natural that the footsteps changed on the way with alcohol. But I still didn't feel any signs, and just the change in footsteps bothered me.

'What is it? It's strangely annoying.’

Lee Hwon kicked his tongue.

Namgung Hyuk was smiling while he was briefly distracted. The bitterness, as if defeated in a meaningless confrontation, came in. One thing also disappeared as soon as Chung-ha put down his drink. The aroma that flowed out the moment she picked the sealed liquor was the cause.

'Good drink.'

It was a smell that was not remembered by the sense of smell even when I looked back.

curl up

Chungha filled the glasses of Namgoonghyuk and Lee Hwon.

Lee Hwon had to be surprised once more.

It was so close that her breastbone was visible.

But I couldn't feel what I needed to feel.

You don't smell?’

The more I looked at her, the stranger she was.

I even doubted if the apparent age was real.

At that time, Chungha posed straight and unexpectedly opened her mouth.

"The alcohol is finite, so why don't you ask each other three questions before you empty the glass?”

It was an unexpected remark.

The old school and others could not even speak to the housekeeper.

However, Chung Ha-ra is not hesitant to give advice, not to mention dialogue. Come to think of it, unlike those who had night dews, Qinghai was the only one in the imperial court. I doubted the inappropriate relationship for a while, but it was good advice at the right time.

"Why didn't you wait?"

The empty glass was filled and emptied again.

I'm on my way because I don't want to go back anymore.

Lee Hwon answered honestly to Nam Gung-hyuk's question.

"I'm here to look for the Divine Spirit. "What did Jeryong Sword Zone see in the masterpiece?"

Chungha filled the liquor.

Hana Namgoonghyuk did not hold a glass of wine unlike before.

"How many have you cooked?"

If it were Namgoong Sega's information, it would have been obvious that Lee Hwon became stronger after visiting the mountain. That's why you must have thought you had acquired a deep understanding of volcanoes and musicians.

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead.

Isn't the gist of the question wrong?

"It would be polite to return the question to the question. You know I cooked two. But why would I ask again? Ah! There's something more important than that. You thought you learned two things, but you called me in. Here's the second question. Does that mean you think you can beat me with the depth and breadth of the Jeryong Sword Zone?"

Nam Gung-hyuk narrowed his forehead.

Survivors of the epigram were among the weakest among the middlemen.

Each of them was a key disciple of Myung-ga, so the future would have been promising. So it contained a lot of things in my head, but I couldn't write them.

Whatever it is.

Namgoong-hyuk was convinced that the herd in the head of Jeryong's sword was the widest and deepest. Other places could not be compared to Namgung Sega in the first place, and the shaman and the volcano were taught by the provincial government as members of the literary circle.

However, more than two things were felt by Lee Hwon, who had lightly invited him. The two began an invisible fight from the moment they sat face to face over the table. Lee Hwon's blood flow continued, and Nam Gung-hyuk's brains flashed everywhere.

It just wasn't visible.

Nam Gung-hyuk glared at Lee Hwon with his eyes wide open.

The blood vessels and the brain were full of energy, but the scene a little while ago did not leave my mind. Lee Hwon, who was in charge of the joint work of old school, tower decree, and fan at the time, poured out his reserves as if he were mocking them at the end.

'You can't afford it yet, can you?’

Then Lee Hwon emptied his glass.

And after getting up from his seat, he showed his back without hesitation.

"Surely my teacher is right. Alcohol is the atmosphere. I can't stay any longer because I've run out of alcohol."

"I never gave you permission to go back.”

Lee Hwon grinned after turning his head slightly.

"You didn't get permission to come here either.”

"It won't go your way out."

Lee Hwon shrugged his shoulders when Nam Gung-hyuk's Seoseul said a sour word.

"Will it be?"

Instead of the answer, the tip of the giant sword seemed to point at the neck.

"I am the sword, and the sword is soon to come. Do you think you can avoid my sword?"

Lee Hwon stretched out his straight waist and spoke to him.

"Stop it. Remember the expression of old school when you treated old school? That looks like your face right now."

And soon dropped a shocking remark.

"I feel another sword in this world that should be filled with your sword. No, I'll call it a real sword.”

Namgoong Hyuk's eyes shake for the first time.

In other words, Lee Hwon scattered his energy to the outside while competing with him. As if not, Lee Hwon's eyes turned to Mt. Guhwa outside the window.

"I must go see the Dragon Sword Zone.”

Yi Hwon left a word in the battle of the king.

"Third question. Will you stop it?"

Nam Gung-hyuk neither answered nor ordered a chase.

I just sit still.

However, an unexpected opponent stood in the way.

"It's not a good idea for a man to lie."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun