165 – EP.7 Acceleration-1

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Drops of water fall into the glass.

The glass is generous, so even if a few drops of water fall, the glass does not overflow.

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Drop by drop, drop by drop.

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Drops of water fall into the glass.

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Drops of water fall to the bottom of the glass with a tok, tok sound.

They soon gathered together to form a very shallow pool of water.

As time passes, the glass splashes and the water fills up.

The water level rises gradually, and it looks dangerous as if it will soon overflow.

A cup that stayed that way for such a long time.

On top of that, water drops fall again.

Tok, a drop is the appearance of a disciple.

Tok, the other drop is the relationship with the disciple.

Tok, the other drop was the death of the master.

On the surface of the water that has risen to the limit and is about to overflow, water droplets fall and the water soon overflows.

The cup’s name is Temperance.

The name of overflowing water is instinct.

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After the incident at the market, Soyou didn’t even think about leaving Inho’s side.

They were so close together that Inho, who was about to go to the bathroom, looked around just in case.

Soyou found such a disciple very funny.

‘No way, can I follow you to the bathroom? He’s my disciple, but he’s so exceptional.’

Watching the bathroom from a moderate distance, Soyou smiled.

In-ho and So-yu left the village and were walking in the empty field.

There was no suitable destination. Originally, Yeomjin or Soyou would have set the destination.

However, there are cases where they left the village as if they were running away, and Soyou shows no interest in anything other than Inho, so the next destination is floating around.

Walking along the roads used by vagrant traders, they were homeless.

“So, I still don’t know where I’m going.”

“Yes. I don’t think so. How about going somewhere with a nice view and resting?”

“You know I have no money right now, right?”

“Hmm….”

“You’ve been walking without a destination for five days already. Take a picture anywhere.”

“But, I really have no idea.”

Soyou shrugged, as if surprised even to himself, and Inho let out a long sigh.

In-ho, who had been simmering for a while, raised his head.

“So, can I choose?”

“Well, it doesn’t matter. Is there a place you can think of?”

Soyou seemed to be interested in Inho’s eager reaction, and a small smile appeared on his lips.

“Um… because this is Hanam.”

He leaned back and looked around.

He put his hand on his eyebrows and made a gesture of looking somewhere far away, then clapped his hands in pairs.

“Let’s go over there.”

“If it’s over there… Mountain?”

At Inho’s fingertips, even at a glance, there was a high mountain.

Soyou narrowed his eyes.

“Yes. Mountain.”

“Suddenly? Did you hear that there are bandits?”

“Hmm… Maybe there is. First of all, I want to go and see it.”

“That’s strange. A guy who would normally say that climbing hills, let alone mountains, is troublesome.”

As Sou-yu narrowed his eyes and said, In-ho avoided his gaze and took the lead.

In-ho didn’t say why he wanted to go there, but at least it seemed like he hadn’t chosen the destination at random.

Rather, he was enthusiastic.

Arriving at the entrance of the mountain after two days of walking, he asked a herbalist who happened to be passing by about the mountain.

Inho didn’t know the name of the mountain, but he seemed to know about the topography and shape of the mountain.

Soyou was curious about that.

“It’s okay because we’re on a road that people can’t go on, but there is a story that bandits are setting up camp on the main road. Don’t climb it for nothing.”

Seeing their well-dressed appearance, the herbalist responded kindly.

“Ah, that’s fine. We all believe in it too. Anyway, thank you.”

“No. Then I’m done.”

After talking with the herbalist, Inho returned to Soyou.

“Shall we go up?”

Soyou wondered at the disciple’s face mixed with strange expectations.

The mountain was very steep.

If it hadn’t been for the Murim people, it was clear that it wouldn’t have reached the middle of the road and spread.

In-ho and So-you climbed the mountain lightly using light engineering.

“You know the way pretty well, don’t you?”

Soyou asked, leaning on the back of the disciple who was climbing the mountain in the lead.

It was because following him in silence had become a little boring.

“Yes. It’s a place I’ve been to before.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“I must have told Master before, remember?”

“What do you mean?”

“You asked about the most memorable scenery I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh, I did. Didn’t you say the sunset was pretty?”

Soyou said while stepping on a sharp rock.

“Yes. That place is here. It’s daytime, so you won’t be able to see the sunset, but it’s just as pretty as it is.”

“When will that scene come out?”

Inho did not reply to Soyou’s question, pointing to the right side with his finger.

A sheer cliff, and the green sea below it.

The movement of the trees swaying in the wind was like waves.

Souyu’s legs stopped.

“……”

In the grandeur of Mother Nature, Soyou felt as if the negative things that filled her heart were washed away in an instant.

“How is it? Pretty?”

“Yeah… It’s beautiful. It’s so beautiful just by looking at it, but it must be really beautiful with the sunset.”

They admired the scenery for a while like that.

***

What interrupted their appreciation, which seemed to continue, was an arrow that flew out of nowhere.

An arrow that made a squeak sound aimed at In-ho’s head, but it flew far away, slightly brushing the side of his ear, as if aiming incorrectly.

“Who are you?”

Wearing animal skins and giggling was the typical look of a third-rate bandit.

He had already guessed who it was, but Inho asked out of courtesy.

“Climbing the mountain without fear. This is our district, pay the toll to pass.”

“Are there any living things in the clearing after going up a little further from here?”

In-ho asked back at the bandit’s words.

“What, what. How?”

The bandits, who thought they were just passers-by, drew their knives.

“Um… it wasn’t built on a bare field. Actually…”

Inho smiled.

He moved his body around and stretched.

“Master, how many will you do this time?”

When In-ho asked as he flexed his joints, So-you thought for a moment and then said,

“There are a few numbers this time, so let’s make it 30.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“These!! Hit, hit!!”

The bandits each drew their weapons and charged.

“I’m sorry. I want to go see you alive.”

In-ho asked for their understanding as if he was truly sorry.