52 – Maehwa Sword Dragon (梅花劍龍). (2)

Maehwa Sword Dragon (2)

“A small agreement?”

Yeongpoong called me again.

However, I was not in a situation where I could answer Yeongpoong’s question.

‘What just…? ‘

must have heard it wrong

It will be hallucinations.

Clearly it had to be.

Otherwise, you might want to bite your tongue and die right here.

‘You must have heard it wrong, haven’t you just woken up?’

Yes, it must have been that he couldn’t wake up properly from his dream because he woke up suddenly.

After trying to organize my thoughts, I had to urgently respond to Yeongpoong’s words.

“…nothing.”

[Oh, what! Can you hear me, kid?]

“Whoa f*ck!”

I was startled by the second voice and screamed.

Because of that, Yeongpung, who was in front of him, must have been most surprised, his eyes widening.

I didn’t even see Young-Pung’s reaction and hid behind Young-Pung.

Youngpoong screams in horror.

“Cow, cow! Why are you like this!”

“Bang, bang, didn’t you hear something just now!?”

“What are you talking about… So-hyup just swearing?”

“No…not that! Grandpa’s voice sounds like he’s a bit picky and arrogant.”

“What the hell are you talking about…”

[This little bastard! Who are you to be picky about!]

“Look at this…!! What do you not hear, really!?”

I asked Yeongpoong urgently, but Yeongpoong made an expression as if he was looking at a strange person.

When he came to inquire about something, he went back behind him and grabbed his clothes and hid.

No Shiva, can’t you hear this? How can you not hear such a loud voice?

whole tone? No, it was definitely different from the previous sound.

It’s like a direct hit to the brain…

[Young son of a laborer, to hear such a thing from a guy who would have pissed just by looking at me when I was alive. When I get old, I should die!]

‘When alive? Is it a ghost after all…!?’

[Noisy bastard! What’s a guy with a cockerel doing because he’s scared of this!]

…Where the heck did it come from?

I’ve never been to a graveyard or abandoned place, but what kind of lightning is this in the dry sky…!

[What did you write on it, you wrote it because you liked it, you bastard.]

at the words of the evil spirit.

[Evil spirits!? Ahhh, evil spirits!?]

…..I hesitated at the ghost’s words.

What do you mean I’m upside down?

[Sometimes when you steal and eat with excitement, you come and stick out your flippers! Aren’t you ashamed!?]

“no! You keep telling me what I ate!”

“So-so-so-hyeop…?”

I ignored Yeongpung, who looked at me as if he was scared now.

I’m more urgent right now, but it wasn’t a situation to save face.

The ghost speaks as if it is absurd to my words.

[See this guy? Did you really not know? Even if you suck so much that your stomach bursts.]

What does this mean?

What do you mean I ate?

[It’s absurd that you can’t even remember correctly. Do you really not know who made you break through the wall?]

wall?

A thought passed through my head at the ghost’s words.

The day the mouth-watering fireball went up to 4 stars.

The thick plum scent that I felt the night before.

And even the light of the ghost that seemed to have diminished strangely the next day.

It was a terrifying thought.

Hopefully it isn’t

[Chuckling! Fortunately, I wasn’t very stupid.]

…Oh God of Heaven and Earth.

[Thanks to me, you can easily overcome the wall that would have taken a while, but you are recklessly treating it as an evil spirit… Your liver has gone overboard, kid.]

What is it, did the demon possessed by the volcano originally have such an effect?

No, what kind of dealing with haunted things as treasures? What treasure is this? It’s a ghost…!

[It’s amazing that you’ve come all the way here and still maintain that naughty snout… in a different sense.]

‘who are you?’

Are ghosts really haunted…?

[Ghost? Don’t compare me to such trivial things.]

My heart throbs with the words of the ghost.

is it open? That’s why it feels refreshing and calm.

The bet moves wildly.

A bet that moves without one’s will is an unpleasant sensation indeed.

It was a disgusting feeling, like hundreds of insects crawling up the skin.

‘I think I’m going to vomit…!’

It was calm, but it wasn’t that it wasn’t painful to turn over and move around.

I’m trying to grit my teeth and hold on, but this also doesn’t come easy.

Even in such a gap, the ghost’s words did not stop.

[I am the 8th leader of the Great Volcano Sect.]

Following the words of the ghost, my heart throbs wildly.

The energy that rested heavily on his shoulders tightened his entire body and eventually penetrated even the Danjeon.

Yeongpung supported me as if he was flustered, but his foggy mind was only getting farther and farther away, and he had no intention of returning.

The front of my eyes seemed to be getting whiter and whiter.

yet.

[Hwasan Seon Sword (華山仙劒) Shincheol (神徹).]

After the ghost’s last words, I passed out.

******************

Blood Demon War.

This refers to the war caused by blood demons centuries ago.

Even before the appearance of the Heavenly Demon, it was a war that was said to be the biggest disaster in Moorim’s history.

Strangely, not much was said about the blood demon.

Saying that it was just a cruel and cruel thing, and that the heroes of the time blocked the midfield, which would become a sea of blood at the hands of blood demons, was actually the end of history.

For some reason, it’s because I’m not interested in history. I don’t know if there was no record in the first place, or if someone didn’t tell it on purpose.

In any case, it was true that the part about blood demons was poor.

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Kwon Cheol-geum King (拳鐵金王) Yeon Il-cheon.

Cheol-yeong, Hwang Ah-bul-young.

Hwasan Seongeom Shincheol.

Thunderstorm One Sword (雷天一劍) Namgoongmyeong.

Dokjeolcheon (毒絶天) Dangjemun.

The five absolute masters who blocked the bloodshed will be making their names in the history of the midfield no matter how many centuries pass.

In the process, Yeon Il-cheon died, and Geum Cheon-yeon, who reigned as the first family, disappeared without a trace.

There were times when the Tang family was greatly shaken as the Tang family’s Tang Qian also passed away.

As a result, he was able to finally block the blood demon, and it must have been fortunate that he succeeded in killing the blood horse.

I heard enough to bleed from my ears that the current midfielder exists because of them.

Later, even when Cheonma reached out to the midfield, various heroes together with Wi Seol-ah blocked it, so wouldn’t it be in the same context?

So I couldn’t believe it even more.

He asked, holding his throbbing head.

“…Who are you?”

[I am Shincheol, child.]

“…That’s why, you’re the Volcanic Swordsman…”

[Do you know how many times I’ve been asked already?]

“Yes, I think I asked ten more times.”

I lost consciousness for a moment and when I opened my eyes again, I was inside the carriage, not outside.

I wondered if the voice I heard was a dream, but as soon as I opened my eyes, my expectations were put to shame. The harsh voice was still heard.

[A magpie? this guy! The snobbish snout is still the same!]

It is a way of talking that is full of harshness in a twisted voice. But it’s a volcanic sword…?

At least when he grew up as a member of the Moorim family, he couldn’t help but know the nickname Hwasan Seongeom.

If you ask the warriors of the Volcano Sect to choose the most respected person, the first name that comes out, excluding the long masters of the time, is Hwasan Seongeom.

His friendly personality and popularity are said to have spread throughout Jungwon beyond Hwasan.

[Anyway, young things these days… tsk tsk. In my time, when the senior said it, I just believed it and watched it.]

It was said that plum blossoms bloomed on the dry old tree every time he walked in front of the lofty realm that Hwasan Seongeom had reached.

[At least, the elder is talking, but you have to support him. If the guy is scared…]

“…”

…but believe this?

Da-jeong freezes to death, and I feel a twisted mind as if she has been hit by the wind and waves of the years. popular?

Do plum blossoms bloom on an old tree? Even the blooming plum trees will all dry up!

‘It would be more reliable to call it an evil spirit.’

In fact, it seemed to be close to that.

Yes, demons for sure.

It was clear that I was possessed by an evil spirit without even noticing.

‘…Shiva, do I really have to do something?’

[This rotten bastard…! Where is Jeryeong in front of the Daoist, Jeryeong-eun!]

Again, he wrapped his head around his throbbing hair.

With that beggarly tone of voice, how could I find the pottery of the volcano?

No matter how you look at it, it was completely unbelievable.

No, it’s not something that can be trusted to believe that the hero of the volcano has become an evil spirit because he regrets it.

[Sometimes you eat something good, but now you come back and say something else.]

“You keep saying what I ate?”

[You’re pretending not to know, and I want to ask you more. You’re not even a child of a volcano, so how could you take your energy casually?]

At the words of the evil spirit, I couldn’t say anything.

It was strange that I didn’t come to mind since I came this far.

The thick scent of plum blossoms and voices I felt in the middle of the night were not a dream, but a clear reality.

The fact that I was up to 4 stars in the morning, in the end, was it correct to say that it was the influence of the magic drilling hole?

‘What happened…’

So it was more of a question. If it happened because of the magic drill hole.

It means that the demonic art that can be used only when touched is said to have absorbed the energy arbitrarily because the demon is in the bosom.

I thought it was a magician that only absorbs the energy of magic stones, but now it’s even a ghost…? I couldn’t even reach it, but I did it on my own?

‘…It’s been a headache.’

I wasn’t sure because the state of the ghost didn’t feel much different from before.

After coming this far, it seemed that there were no more holes to escape.

[Obviously, it seems that the body has a different internal energy, but how can this be…]

“…Before that, if you’re the one with the Volcanic Sword, how are you talking to me like this?”

[As I said before, kid, it’s because you absorbed the stone’s energy.]

“So you’re saying that you’ve been in the ghost all along?”

It’s been hundreds of years since the ghost appeared, so does that mean it was in the stone for that long time?

Is that really possible…?

[That’s not it. It’s been a while since I opened my eyes.]

“How long ago…?”

What else do you mean by this?

[Yes, it was around that time when you first picked up the plum stone. What I came to my senses.]

When Elder Lee handed over the treasure to me? So, it’s really not that long ago.

If that’s true, then how…?

Could this be an auditory hallucination with side effects from absorbing the energy of the demons…

It was to the point where I even thought about it.

Even if he said that the volcanic sword was right, or really miscellaneous ghosts were faking his identity.

Whatever it was, something bothering me was the same.

[It’s funny, I didn’t know the subject, so I tried to climb over the wall, so I helped in case I lost my breath, and then I was treated as an evil spirit again!]

said the ghost.

With that said, this will definitely be the case.

Because of the rough bet, he was able to pass smoothly thanks to absorbing the energy of the ghost, which he couldn’t go because his blood flow couldn’t stand it.

The problem was that he tried to ignore it, but was convinced by the words of the sword dragon.

The energy that blended into my body.

No matter how much you try to hide it, the shallow scent of plum blossoms leaks out.

I, who had nothing to do with plum blossoms, said that the scholars of Hwasan could attain it through hard training, but I was stepping in.

“…what should I do?”

‘hehehehe! I ate the energy of the ghost. sorry.’ It wasn’t going to end the same.

It is also a problem that someone who has not been recognized by the volcano has the Volcano Squad’s bet.

The biggest problem was that I couldn’t explain exactly how I had my bets.

The ghost laughed at my worries.

[So, who blindly told me to accept and eat it?]

“Do you know who ate because he wanted to?”

[At night, he ate up his energy like a thirsty beast, and he talked a lot.]

So… how hard did he have to eat it to make it look like this?

This was more unfair and annoying because it was not voluntary.

F*cking magic… You’re trying to ruin this life that you’re trying to live hard.

I asked, suppressing the irritation that was trying to come up on my own.

“…Let’s ask a question. Why were you even there?”

If it was truly a volcanic sword, the reason why it was attached to the ghost like this.

If it wasn’t a volcano sword, he had to know what it was.

The ghost declined silence for a moment at my question.

[…Hmm.]

Is it embarrassing to say something, or is it important to choose an answer?

After a brief moment, a ghostly voice was heard.

It was a much quieter voice than before.

[…I’m not sure either. Why am I here?]

At the ghost’s words, I sighed and opened the carriage door.

In the end, the answer was that I didn’t know anything.

I don’t know if he’s pretending not to remember.

If that’s the case, I’m saying I don’t want to tell you, so either way, it wasn’t helpful.

Hwasanseon Sword Horns, after all, were just evil spirits.

I had to stop the useless conversation and get out of here quickly.

Because of what happened before passing out, I had to quickly check the situation outside.

[This guy…! That’s because it’s not!]

“No, no, it’s not what…”

“Five! Small!”

The lively voice made me and the ghost stop talking at the same time.

It was because the voice of the young wind came from far away.

However, things were a bit odd.

It was because Yeongpoong’s appearance was quite crude, unlike the neat appearance earlier.

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Kneeling with his limbs tightly bound with rope, his neck threatened with a smokeless sword.

And behind it…

“The volcanic wave…?”

Soldiers dressed in the same white clothes as Yeongpung were confronting our people.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t a friendly atmosphere, so I opened my flounder eyes and looked in Youngpoong’s direction.

Youngpoong looks at me and smiles broadly.

“hahahaha! small group! How can you help me with this!”

“….What?”

Contrary to the situation, a very lively voice gave me a stupid answer without even realizing it.

[…why is he doing that again?]

It seemed that something strange had happened.