88 – treatment. (One)

It’s been about an hour since I’ve been locked in my room.

It was then that I came out of the room.

It was because I had something to think about, as well as my tired body.

When I came out after finishing the tidying up, there was Wisul-ah outside.

For some reason, I was sitting still on the floor, so I sneakily sat down.

“What… why are you like this?”

Wi Seol-ah’s expression is unusual when he pretends to know him.

My eyes were slightly swollen as if I had cried a little. The face looks kind of depressed.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing happened… .”

“Wouldn’t it be credible if I said it with an expressionless expression?”

“…”

It’s still a bit drooping eyes, so if you’re expressionless, it’s a sad face.

The corners of her mouth went down slightly, and her face had all the sorrows of the world.

Wiseol-ah, who had been mumbling, speaks quietly to me.

“… I fought with my grandfather.”

“… With Noya?”

Geomzon and Weiseolah? It was a strange word.

In my opinion, the Sword Zone is tolerable, no matter what Wi Seol-ah does, ‘Oh, my granddaughter is pretty!’ It seemed like he was on the side of doing it, but he scolded me to the point of sniffling.

‘Except for the last time I secretly followed you all the way to Sacheon, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you get scolded.’

It’s to the point that such a hypocritical child is scolded and depressed.

What happened?

I asked, pretending to be as calm as possible.

“it’s okay?”

“… it’s okay.”

It doesn’t look good at all.

Wiseol-ah looks at me with a sad face.

It seemed like he wanted to say something, obviously.

I didn’t even speak out.

Wi Seol-ah quietly raises her body.

It was because Hongwa had ordered him to go.

“young master.”

“yes… ?”

“I will work hard.”

“uh? yes… . To work hard.”

I don’t know what it is, but they cheered me on when I said I was working hard.

After saying that, Wiseol-ah runs away.

What did you mean by hard work?

Since you are going to Hongwa, are you saying that you are working hard?

Whatever it is, I’m worried about your gloomy face, so I’ll buy you some medicine later.

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Came out of the dorm.

The shallow pain was still going on, but I thought it was worth moving.

I wandered around the mountains of the volcanic wave, which I had become accustomed to recently.

I went to the training center first, but there was no one looking for it.

‘found.’

Fortunately, shortly after wandering around the mountain, I was able to spot someone climbing a cliff in the distance.

“stamp!”

Youngpoong, who climbed the cliff at my call, looks at me.

Youngpoong jumped down without hesitation and came towards me.

“Old small cooperative.”

‘He also has a bad expression.’

Looking at Yeongpoong who was slowly approaching, his face and other things were not in very good condition.

Youngpung, who usually looked fine even after training all day, was drenched in sweat even though the sun hadn’t even set yet.

It meant that he was training more intensely.

As if to prove that, the sandbags attached to the legs and arms were also wearing much heavier ones.

“What are you doing?”

Youngpoong smiles bitterly at my question.

The expressions of the literati of the Volcano School, who come and go right after waking up, usually look like this.

Originally, I would have pretended not to know because I did not want to be involved in the work, but this time I held back my feelings and asked one more time.

“I tried to ask Mae Hwa Seon, but the dark cloud on his face was so thick that I couldn’t ask.”

“…”

“I won’t ask any further questions if it’s something that I can’t tell you about because outsiders shouldn’t know about it.”

If it’s a job to the extent that the shoe show is pushed back, it’s actually a big deal.

It would be a bad thing to see that all writers, including Jang writers, are in this state.

Youngpoong pondered over my words for a long time before carefully opening his mouth.

“… Do you remember what I said earlier that literary men are disappearing?”

“Yes. I remember.”

“… We have found those who went missing a few days ago.”

‘Also… .’

What I thought was most likely was right.

Was the search successful in the end?

It seems that even when the plum inspectors searched around, they couldn’t find it properly, but it seems that they succeeded in finding it.

It would have been fortunate to have found the problem, but looking at the reaction, it seems that a good ending was not waiting.

Youngpoong’s increasingly depressed expression proved this.

“… At the time of discovery, the masters were already dead.”

“Were you also present at the time of discovery?”

“Yes, because there were only a few Maehwa swordsmen left in the current Munpa.”

I think it was in a hurry to the extent that Young Poong, the late Ji Soo, was still included.

They were all already dead.

It is said that the Volcano faction itself had something of a grudge, or that it was only captured by plum swordsmen, so the purpose was to weaken the power of the Moon faction.

‘Whatever… . The unknown incident seems to be true.’

“And.”

Youngpoong seemed to have something to say, but repeated hesitation to see if he would not let go.

Then he took a deep breath and spoke.

“… There was not a single drop of blood left on the body that was found.

“… !”

My eyes widen at Yeongpoong’s words.

No blood on the corpse?

All of that too?

Just imagining it is a brutal sight.

If the disciples who barely found it were not enough to lose their lives, they were in a terrible state.

The depression they had was also understandable to a certain extent.

However, if I have one question.

Not just one, but a few, why did they draw the blood of plum swordsmen?

“stamp… .”

“Yes.”

I asked Youngpoong with a curious mind.

“Is the place you found managed by the Dark Night Palace?”

At my question, Yeongpoong swallowed in vain.

“How can you do that… ?”

Looking at Yeongpoong’s reaction, the Dark Night Palace was right.

It was something I wanted to do because I hadn’t met recently.

“I was asking because the Sapphire I met last time was from the Dark Night Palace, just in case.”

“ah.”

Young Poong seemed to know that I had fought a bloody battle.

There were a lot of things that looked dirty like bloody enemies.

‘… What the hell is the Dark Night Palace doing?’

I just thought it was one of the Sapa groups that would disappear after being pushed away by the Murim Meng in a few years.

That’s what I still think, so the night blood enemy that belonged to the Dark Night Palace later became a Mine.

The Dark Night Palace already possessed demonic energy.

‘Is the Dark Night Palace and the Demonic Cult related? If so, how?’

I heard that the purpose of the bloody enemy I encountered was to aim for the hut and the faith that would exist there.

Even more, the Dark Night Palace kidnapped and killed the plum swordsmen and drew their blood.

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Killing them meant that they were not meant to be used as hostages.

‘What’s the plan?’

At first glance, it seemed complicated and heavy.

Seeing this, in my head, I am screaming out that I should get out of my way because it will already be resolved on my own.

Now that I’ve realized that I can’t turn away and run away in peace.

‘Don’t run away.’

It was at this point that I had one more thing to do.

“Is that why you changed the amount of training?”

“… ah.”

I asked while looking at Youngpoong’s sandbag.

Perhaps feeling the gaze, Youngpoong answers my words with a dejected voice.

“… Somehow, I can’t sleep easily when I see the teachers who seemed so strong to me left in vain.”

Though exhausted and drenched in sweat, Yeongpung continued to warm up as if he intended to do more.

“I lived thinking that it was something because of the high praise, but thankfully, it seems that I have finally opened my eyes.”

“…”

“I think I was too lazy. If I climbed higher as an unmanned person, I could prevent this from happening.”

A little calmly and resolutely, he just stared at Youngpoong, who spit out words without saying anything.

I thought Yeongpoong’s words were an absurd belief in my heart.

In her previous life, Wi Seol Ah killed the Heavenly Demon and saved the world. Couldn’t save everyone.

Of course, Yeongpoong is said to be the greatest genius in Hwasan, but after many years, when the Demonic Cult appears in the world, in the end there will be more people he loses than he saves.

But it’s not something to be talked about over-the-top.

I didn’t dare say anything to him.

Because it was a road I hadn’t been to.

If Shin Noya had been with him, what would he have said when he saw Young Poong right now?

At best, what did the three great disciples say about living so heavy?

Or would you have praised him for having a good mindset?

When I saw it, it was neither.

I wouldn’t have said anything.

I would have just let out a bitter sigh.

I thought so.

Youngpoong looks at my face and smiles shyly.

Am I making a weird face again?

“This year has been a year in which I was able to gain many realizations.”

Youngpoong, who tried hard to hide his feelings, said that he needed to practice more, so I left the words to work hard and moved on.

The steps headed towards the top of Yeonhwabong Peak.

To have to climb this insanely high mountain to the top, how can it be so f*cked up.

‘… I think it would be better to go to the hut outside the doorway.’

He let out an insignificant grumble and moved on.

I was on my way to see the aftermath.

I heard from Mae Hwa-seon that he was being treated at the place where Geomhu originally stayed, not at the hut he was in last time.

‘Why should it be built at such a high place…’

Since you have to treat it, Shinui must also go back and forth.

How the hell does God go? It must be difficult with the body of an old man who is not uninhabited…

‘Actually, isn’t Shinui also learning martial arts?’

It didn’t look like it, but in case you didn’t know.

With a grunt, I finally reached my destination.

The house in front of me looked bigger than the hut Shinui stayed in.

He cautiously approached and knocked on the door.

profit.

The door opened slowly and the face I encountered was Jegal-hyeok, the grandson of Shinui.

As soon as he sees my face, Jegalhyeok slightly lowers his head.

It was like saying hello.

I wondered what to say, but I just brought out the business.

“I came to see the swordsman… . What about God?”

Jegal-hyeok made some gestures in response to my question, but it seemed that he had no faith right now.

And then they send a beckoning back to the house. Are you asking me to come in?

Inside, I could see Geomhu lying down as if asleep.

First of all, I’m going to enter the room carefully.

‘… uh?’

I see something in the sword’s body.

It was clearly invisible in the past, but why is it so clearly visible now?

As soon as I saw it, my eyes trembled.

Margie.

Demonic energy was wriggling in the body of the swordsman.

It wasn’t even the dark aura that the Dark Night Palace possessed.

It was like the pure demon possessed by the Heavenly Demon.

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The time when Gu Yangchun was startled while watching the sword.

Sinui was immersed in contemplation as he looked at the giant tree on the volcano.

Was there a tree this tall in the volcano?

I stood still with my hands behind my back, thinking such nonsensical thoughts.

waiting for someone

“faith.”

Eventually, hearing the voice from behind, Shinui turned his back and looked at the owner of the voice.

“… I’ve been looking for you for a long time, my God.”

“That’s right, I tried hard to avoid it. How can you be so persistent?”

The one who found faith was Geomzon.

Seeing that, the impression of faith is slightly frowned upon.

“Long time no see. Lord.”

At the call of faith, the swordsman shook his head.

“I… . I am no longer the leader.”

It was the point where many years had passed since Geomjon passed away and left the Moorim League.

However, Sinui firmly answered the words of such a swordsman.

“To me, the lord is still the same person. What this means is that the lord of the lord has not forgotten what he did.”

Geomjon couldn’t open his mouth at Shinui’s resolute voice.

“Please.

The swordsman closed his mouth again to say what he was about to say at such words of faith.

It was because there were no words to speak of.

Sinui let out a sigh as he looked at the swordsman who was avoiding his gaze even slightly.

It’s to the point where I’m not sure if it’s the same person from the past.

The sky of the political faction and the one who showed the appearance of the supreme absolute was struggling with his heart breaking down.

‘… It’s not different from what Dohwa said.’

Looking at Dohwa, who came last night, Sinui cursed at herself, asking who she was asking to meet.

Even while going through those harsh words, Dohwa persistently asked to meet the leader just once.

He said that he should also be given a chance to atone for his sins.

Sinui thought it had been too long for that. It was a story that would have worn off the resentment and hatred he had already harbored.

It’s too hard to call forgiveness.

I understood him a little to continue my resentment.

So it was not a very pleasant feeling to see the sky collapsing.

Even though I once hoped it would collapse like that.

Sinui looked at Geomjon and finally let out a big sigh before asking.

“Why did you come?”

Geomjon made a face as if he was surprised for a moment at Shinui’s question.

It’s like he didn’t know how to ask so easily.

At that gaze, faith crumpled and spoke as if explaining.

“… I’m just asking, so please don’t mean it.”

“… thank you… .”

The swordsman thanked him for his faithful consideration, and soon brought out the words he had endured for a long time.