Volcanic Spirit

Lee Hwon hit his palm with his fist.

"Ah!"

He looks as if he had a great awakening.

Cheongha reflected on himself that he was bound by the Namgoong tax, but he was actually bound by it.

The six-horse race is just a pre-regression relationship.

Everything has changed since one regression.

Soma was a fake, and Hanma would live as a white cow, and the sword could not be identified. But isn't there not only a mask and a sakma, but also a demon and a devil beside him?

"Yes, you don't have to limit it to numbers if you have someone to join you! Wasn't he also an act of etiquette and common sense?"

Chungha smiled back and forth.

"If I'm enlightening the formation, I'll be the next eight-tall demon.”

"What the hell is that shit? And why do you call it a formation?”

"You're an octogenarian monster! No, how many of you before that?"

Talma sipped her drink and said,

"There are six now. Oh! And the order of entry is not by age or not by merit."

The devil got angry at Chungha and frowned at her.

"You said we shouldn't get caught up in that."

"Thinking about whether to get entangled or not is also a tie. Just follow the rules."

At a word that did not work as a mask, the devil unexpectedly blinked to see if he had gained any enlightenment and was lost in thought.

Lee Hwon laughed in vain at the sight of it.

'A real genius.'

Namgoong-hyuk drooped with a look of exhaustion.

"Father, ····"

There seemed to be a lot of things to say, but I had to cloud my words with Chungha's eyes.

Chungha continued by spinning an empty glass.

"Huuu, how did I get into Chungha's body, whether the state of the sword exists, and whether I can reach it, ······." I don't know anything. However, looking back on my life over the past few decades, I dare not say that I was an uninhabited member of the political faction. So now that it's like this, I'm going to live more thoroughly, more blatantly."

It seemed that the word "as one wishes" had been omitted.

Lee Hwon grinned.

"The more colleagues, the better.”

Chungha's eyes were red-hot as if she had been drinking alcohol without using her internal organs.

"I'll name you instead."

"Got it."

The postmortem let out a murmur.

"Is that enough?"

"Okju, are you jealous?"

At Chungha's joke, the postmortem nodded gently.

"I envy you. How can you not envy me? If it were a peaceful world, it could be called Samahwoldo or a public service. "But with the advent of a world of hardship, I envy you enough just to move on your own will."

If you are envious, you can say it like a joke.

No one was able to fool around because the opponent was a medical examiner. She has lived a life marked by sacrifice and consideration, saving and defending countless people. No one can help but thank you for that. Perhaps the reason why they are able to live their own lives is because someone is centered and protects the world.

So only Chungha spoke.

"You can be sweet.”

"Yes, where is it that you have an old man to scratch your back at night?"

The coroner burst into laughter with a blushing face.

Chung-ha shrugged his shoulders and emptied the glass.

"Yes, where is it?"

Talma burst into a grin and said,

"Do you want me to introduce you?"

"What are you talking about all of a sudden?"

"The colored horse is pretty handsome. But he wasn't interested in women. But wouldn't Chungha be interested because she's only a woman on the outside and a man on the inside?”

"Cuck!"

The mask spewed out wine.

"What an unpleasant and terrible dogfight!"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho! It's Talmaya. Do you want me to pull your arm out and stick it in your ass?”

Chungha's threat sent the mask white and flirted.

"Uh, the next monster should be chosen as a moderately crazy person."

"Stop picking! There's still a lot. It must be hard to memorize names."

"What are you talking about! I'll make it as hard as I can."

The demons strengthened their fellowship by exchanging absurd nicknames, such as teenage monsters and cheongang 36 monsters.

One but only Namgoonghyuk breathed as if he could not escape the shock.

"Huu, the family that has been in existence for hundreds of years. What if you throw it away like a dedication?"

said the devil, giggling.

"Oh no! You'll have to roll it on your own."

"Huh! Let's see if the mountain musician is doing well."

"What?"

"What? It's not like I can't say anything. That's the housekeeper of the Southern Palace!"

"Huh! Look at this guy. Am I easy?"

"When did I say it was easy? But if you look at any of the people here, what, ·······."."

To Namgoong Hyuk, everyone gathered here was uncomfortable.

Even the escape was not easy to deal with because it had gained the basis of an intangible sword. As a result, he showed his innermost feelings to the devil, who had no doubt. However, the devil can't care less about the patriarch of an unacquainted Namgoong Se-se.

"When Namgoong Sega goes, go back. Why are you sitting here when you're going away from the first place?"

Namgoong-hyuk tried to be confident with his shoulders straightened, but he could not stop his voice from crawling.

"I participated in this bloodbath, too."

"That's funny. I heard you and your men counted the stars in front of the King's War because the black and white men poured out.”

It is hard to know what he actually did in front of the royal court. Hana, Namgoong-hyuk avoided attention, coughing in vain to see if he had done something similar.

"It's pretty hard to stay alert until the end."

"Tough shit! Okay, go back when you've had enough. If anyone recognizes your face, it'll bother you."

It was a favorite base for small merchants and shippers.

Therefore, no one would recognize Namgoong-hyeok even if he walked through Guandao.

"Phew! I tried to go without that. Tomorrow morning, there will be a consolation stage from the Mooriman. Don't be surprised to see how great I am!"

The procession of forest blindness has reached about two hundred.

The stage itself was a group of people who were temporarily organized for consolation. That's why most of the lawmakers were lawmakers, and others were fighters carrying medicines and supplies. Just looking at the leadership of the military, however, was enough to infer how important the incident was in the Moorim League.

"As expected, the Namgoong tax rate is great.”

The Horsagans exclaimed at the face of the procession that passed through Changcheonpyeong to Changcheonseong Fortress.

"Is the old man on the white horse at the head of the court?"

"Don't you see the dipole on your back? He is a slave to the king of Cheongeukbongho, who belongs to the Presbyterian Church."

Wang Chul-pyeong, a member of the Cheongeuk Bongho, is also considered a prime minister in the Presbyterian Church. The reason why he was appointed as the owner of Daeju, who is not often in and out of the country, was because he did alumni mathematics with Namgoong Seju a long time ago.

In the end, the party intended to cover up the mistakes of its failure to protect its blood-curdled spirit from the Moorim League, which represents political factions, with school ties.

"I've heard that the actual head of the one stage is a patrol. Where is he?"

"You can see it right back there.”

The general patrol of the Moorimists meant a housekeeper in charge of the Thirteenth Branch. That's why most of the time is spent outside the blind, but the rank has reached four. Unlike the well-known fictitious name of Hana Kangho, the general patrol's appearance was ordinary.

"You don't really stand out. On the contrary, I can only see fancy clothes. Clackle, do you like the back money?"

"Be quiet. It may seem normal, but a full-time patrol is a full-time patrol. Moreover, the family of a general patrol is a prenatal family, which can be said to be the core of the Moorimist."

Although Taegaja was not as popular as the third head of the Habuk area, it was famous for producing absolute cilantro for two hundred years. If the owner of Taega changed his mind, he could compete with Namgoong Sega as well as five generations.

"Huh, you're a high-ranking official.”

"It means the real thing."

Hogas have been talking for a long time to increase their bragging at the drinking party, which will be made naturally after sunset.

Watching the scene, Wang Chol-pyeong, the Cheongeukbongho, slowed down a little and stood shoulder to shoulder with the patrol.

"You look bright even after the fire and the blood scare a few days ago. This must be the title of Namgoong Sega."

The bayonet grinned as he was whispering back to his ear about himself.

"Only when the Namgoong Sega holds out can the Namjikye area be peaceful. Still, it's a great thing you stopped thousands of people. Let's move a little faster. There will be a lot of damage on the inside, unlike the outside. I'm on the stage, so I'll be very busy for the time being to do my part."

"As expected, the insight of the general patrol is wide and deep. I will."

Wang Chol-pyung sent a sign to two party leaders who had been dispatched from the outer circle. Then the slow march quickly passed Changchunpyeong. And far away, I saw a place with a red abacus in front of Changcheonseong Fortress and a hundred shades of shade.

"Gaju!"

Wang Chul-pyung was an elder of the Moorim League, but gladly joined hands.

Namgoong Hyuk also thanked Wang after joining hands.

"Good job coming the long way. Now that we've done this, we'll thank you for your help."

Wang Chul-pyung looked at Namgoong-hyuk's expression and drooled.

"Gaju is originally a luxury and enjoys socializing, but you don't seem to be impressed by the general inspection. I think the damage to Namgoongse is greater than I've heard. Maybe I should help you sleep less.’

Namgoong-hyuk did not release his firm expression even though Wang Chul-pyeong was determined to be his own friend.

'Damn it! No one's here!

Didn't he announce that the consolation team would definitely come?

However, not only Yi Hwon and the sword but also the shadow of the mask and the devil were not seen. Chung-ha was even enjoying a bad harvest in the royal court, saying that she had a drinking disorder.

"I see you in Gaza. I heard that the examination and examination are staying here. I don't think you're out.”

When asked by the patrol, Nam made an impression.

"That!"

The problem was that they used expressions such as babies, converts, or descendants of Samahudo Island. Nam Gung-hyuk shouted and had to settle the situation in a vague manner.

"They're taking a break from the aftermath of the fight. When the time comes, I'll see you naturally, so don't worry."

He did not rule out the possibility that he would be able to see it at a banquet and then go down the drain.

The patrol smiled brightly and joined hands.

"I'm looking forward to it."

"For now, unpack and take a break. Now that it's almost noon, shouldn't you fill your stomach?"

"Thank you for your consideration of the Southern Palace taxonomy."

At Namgung Hyuk's words, the patrol always responded or thanked him.

'Right, I'm always like this!’

But the smile didn't last long.

This is because they saw a group of people escaping through the preface of the castle, which is almost like a side door.

'Hey, hey!

It was Lee Hwon and Talma who were in the lead, and Chungha and the devil were pointing fingers at each other behind him.

No one noticed them because the crowd's eyes were on the housekeeping and the stage of consolation.

Come here! Where are you going?’

Then there was the sound of Yi Hwon's electric message, raging dozens of streets.

[I'll be back after a drink of hangover, so don't look like an abandoned puppy.]

Namgoonghyuk had so many things to say.

One was that he was dexterous in sending out dozens of pages and no sound.

[I'll be back before dark. Oh! And you said you were going to have a big banquet, right? Lots of drinks and snacks in my seat!]

There was nothing but a desire to curse, hit, and curse. We can't just leave the Cheon Geuk Bongho and the patrol behind and go after him.

The patrolman tilted his head while following Namgoong-hyuk's gaze for a while.

"Oh! They look extraordinary. Do you know them?”

Nam Gung-hyuk replied with an awkward smile.

"Huh, that can't be. Those who are preparing for tonight's grand banquet. Oh! And at the banquet, you'll be able to see all the people the patrol wanted to meet.”

The eyes of the bayonet glistened strangely.

"That's great. I can't wait to meet you at least one o'clock."

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun