Episode 436: The guesthouse engulfed in flames disappears.
After all, do people have to starve to make the right decision?
After saying goodbye to the living socialist, Vice President Song Gyeong returned to his original position and sat cross-legged.
I watched the history of the living society with the tired and hungry bald men.
“After all, the name is also a gathering of life and death. It’s absurd. So what should I do now? Should I kill them all? Or should we have a one-on-one meeting like living socialists and generals of old and then finish today’s work? “What does the smart Yeonguksa think?”
Yeonguksa replied.
“One-on-one would be better.”
“okay? But there is no possibility for living socialists to do that. If he were that kind of man, he would have prepared a plan to save you as soon as he arrived. But what came flying was an arrow. He even said that he was the person who trusted the vice-president the most. “Is this the answer to that loyalty?”
The area under Song Kyung’s eyes was trembling.
I took the Sword of Demon and the Sword of the Living and Death that I had collected on one side, then dropped the sheath on the floor.
“I’m coming. On days like today, you have to use dual swords. “I need to restrain myself because my martial arts skills are so outstanding.”
King Eunpyeong asked.
“Why is that so?”
“I’ll know it when I see it.”
Actually, I am a lonely man because I have no enemies. Of course, even if there are enemies, I am also a lonely man.
I walked towards the troops of the living society, holding my dual swords to protect the bald heads who had not yet reformed.
This is the life of an arrow.
The number of bows aimed at Song Gyeong increased and arrows were fired into the air. Sometimes, when I look into the clear sea water, I can see small fish moving in large formations, and that’s how arrows raining down on me looked like that.
A school of black, small fish.
I crossed my dual swords and blocked them with a white wave infused with ice balls.
I heard a sound and the area around me quickly became a battlefield. They must have decided that arrows would not be enough to stop my walk, and when someone gave an order, the Saengsaek’s troops stirred and took off.
All in all, it was a brave force.
In fact, I continued to get stronger even after Hwasan Argument. However, you can only see how strong you have become and what the results of meditation are by looking at your enemy in the end.
I was also curious about what it would be like to have a sword that does not use sword techniques.
While swinging my dual swords, I mumbled whatever came to mind.
“Now I don’t need swordsmanship. “It’s the way you swing the sword.”
Heukdo’s unique momentum was high, so it moved quickly. The arm was cut in half and the knee was cut off. It blew an eye, soared into the air, and then struck down various weapons. He rode on a horse and walked while running down people.
The moment my hatred for Kang Ho-in soared, I calmed myself down by humming a song.
As I moved quickly as if pushing my limits for a moment, blood spurted out from all over the place. Suddenly, I turned my head and saw that Gwangseung was also watching the fight.
After all, watching a fight would be more fun than watching the sea.
Actually, it wasn’t an interesting fight for me.
Will my career end like this?
Is it because he has become a powerhouse whose enemies have disappeared? The whole time I was swinging the sword, I felt my heart sinking as coldly as a religious leader.
But I am not the best in the world like a religious leader.
Half of my thoughts were focused on the hum I had improvised. I don’t know if it was a song or a poem, or something Jeomsoi was muttering while sweeping the front yard with a broom, but he swung his dual swords in a mixture of chatter and nonsense.
Sometimes the sword moves the way you want it to.
Sometimes the sword moved before I even made up my mind. This thought occurred to me as I was cutting. I now move more efficiently than with the sword. Breathing Foot position The sword’s trajectory merged into one sword.
When I checked, I no longer needed swordsmanship. Funeral arrangements are also meaningless. My hands are my magic. When I was flooded with memorizations that were difficult to avoid, I raised my sword and blocked them.
The memorization changed direction and spread out.
I realized that if I fight like this, there is no need for the holidays.
Nowadays, even a slap on the face can result in instant death.
I felt like there was no need to make it known or hide that I was the best in the world.
Because those who see the truth are a minority anyway.
The wicked, the assassin, the black sword, the magic sword, the deep inner power, and the outstanding spiritual power are now meaningless in front of Jeomsoi’s sword, so even if you swing it roughly, if you spread the autumn leaves properly, you will be killed with one blow if you decide to do so.
“…I forgot about herbivory, I forgot about swordsmanship and the seasons. “If you hold a sword, you will be cut, if you hold a rock, you will throw it, and even if you hit someone in the face, you will die, so fighting is generally in vain.”
As the black shooting net flew in the air, it was split into a cross shape.
After extending his twin swords to both sides, he soared up and spun around while spewing out ice balls around him.
When I think about it…
Now I can live as myself, regardless of whether I am trapped by 10,000 enemies or 20,000 enemies.
How far have I come to live as myself?
I charged with the sword wind wrapped around my twin swords. As soon as I added the bell, it became a gale.
As the road cleared, horses and people flew in all directions.
Now that the road was open, even those who had caught their breath had no intention of attacking me. I looked around at the mesmerized people and said,
“Jeomsoi of Jaha Gaekjan, who disappeared in a fire, is now the owner of Musin Gaekjan.”
Jahagaekjan, which stayed in my heart, was engulfed in flames and disappeared.
Instead, a guesthouse was erected in its place where military officials were trained.
He overcame the SS that was trying to protect living socialism and easily destroyed someone’s season that would have been struggling during the time of the Ark of the Black Cat, and then arrived in front of living socialism.
“How do you feel about Hoeju?”
The living society leader, sitting on the largest black horse, was looking at me with his eyes wide open.
“….”
On the left and right, the left and right guardians dressed in black jangsam were waiting for orders with only their eyes open, but the Saeng Socialist Lord never opened his mouth.
I glared at the living socialist and turned away defenseless.
“You should wait a moment.”
The troops who had secretly followed me gathered around and were catching their breath with various expressions.
I pointed to the right with my sword.
“If you count to three on the right side first, sword energy will fly to your upper body. If you want to live, kneel or bow down. One, two, three.”
As he roughly swung his sword without even raising his sword, the entire right side of the troops urgently fell to their knees.
The Black Sea was rolling like waves.
This view is better than the boring view of the sea. I nodded and then looked to the left.
“it was good. Same goes for you. One, two, three.”
Naturally, this time I fired my sword energy in a half-moon shape without even thinking about what kind of martial arts attack I was using.
Aaaaeaaaeak!
While most people quickly knelt down, someone raised a huge sword vertically to block the sword energy.
As a result.
Phew!
His sword and upper body were cut straight and he fell, spewing a huge amount of blood around him.
“It’s absurd.”
In any case, the forces of the living society are all on their knees, with the left and right sides largely unified.
I turned my attention back to living socialism.
“As you saw, resistance and flight are meaningless. The same goes for your right and left protection. “The reason why Yeonguksa became bald is because I am so dominant.”
The living socialist asked.
“Who the hell are you?”
“The best in the world from the west. Even if I tell you, most people don’t believe it. grow. A man with no revenge, no support, and no family. I am far beyond the level of Kang Ho-in. Should I show you more?”
The living socialist answered.
“There is no need for that. “What should I do?”
Judging from the fact that he hasn’t gotten off his horse yet, he hasn’t lost his cool at all.
“What should I do? “Come down and kneel.”
At that moment, the left and right guards reached for the long sword at their waist. As soon as I saw it, I wrapped the white lightning flag around my dual swords.
Hold on!
The living socialist said.
“Stay still. “There is only death.”
The leader of the Saeng Society got off his horse, walked over and stood in front of me with an expression of all kinds of mental shock.
Is it because he is a man with strong pride?
Even after seeing this situation, he seemed to be contemplating whether to kneel or fight and die.
I looked at the left and right protection laws of biosocialism. These people also seemed to be ready to engage in a three-on-one fight when Hoeju attacked. After living on the dark island, has it become possible to develop a mental world in which one is not afraid of death?
In that case, it would be better to kill him.
As he swung the twin swords, the brain energy extended to the left and right of the living socialist and split the bodies of the left and right protectors.
For a moment, the startled social worker flinched and glared at me.
He asked while holding an ordinary long sword without the lightning under the living socialist’s chin.
“Hoeju, your life is now over. Look at Yeonguksa Temple or Mahu. They probably didn’t like baldness either. “Aren’t you like that too?”
“….”
I looked closely at the pro-socialist face and eyes. Traces of an extremely cruel and ruthless life were visible everywhere.
“Don’t entrust your life to your servant kneeling behind me. If my subordinates want to save your life, I will make you a tight pack and take you to a shabby temple. “If your subordinates unanimously shout to kill you, send them to the right and left guards.”
Only then did the living socialist look around at his kneeling slaves with an urgent expression.
I spoke to the living socialist.
“This is a fitting ending for someone who lived as a subordinate. Life and society now decide the life or death of your captain. Don’t take silence to mean death. one two.”
“for a moment!”
“Three…huh?”
What exactly is this amazingly serene silence?
I, who had entrusted the life and death of Hoeju to my subordinates, was even more surprised and turned around. Even though everyone had their say, there were no subordinates who asked to save Hoeju.
“It’s absurd. Is this what you mean?”
From behind his back, the living socialist pulled out his deadly sword. To me, it was a slow movement, as if time had stopped.
I turned around while swinging my sword.
Wedge!
The living socialist body, which could not even fully draw the sword, was torn apart by the sword. From the expressions and silence of his subordinates, he knew that the living socialist was the tyrant of Zhejiang.
“The tyrant must die.”
I could see sparkles watching from a little distance away. When I looked at it like this, there was no light sea. As soon as I made eye contact with one, I called his name.
“Vice President Song Gyeong.”
This guy was alive?
Song Gyeong, who could catch a flying arrow even after starving for three days, answered politely.
“Please speak.”
“Come this way.”
I first tried to scare Song Kyung while she was walking unsteadily.
“Same goes for you. “If my subordinates do not want to save your life, I will send you to Hoeju.”
Song Gyeong, who was approaching with tired steps, stopped with a pale expression.
I spoke to Song Kyung in a cold tone.
“So, you should always use your mind kindly. Song Kyung, can you run away?”
Where on earth can you run away while I’m watching you like this?
A tired and hungry man, his bald head reflecting the pouring sunlight, walked towards me in an unsightly manner. Unfortunately, I walked shakily along the road with my subordinates watching me from my left and right.
As soon as Song Kyung arrived in front of me, she collapsed on the floor, seemingly losing stamina.
“I’m here.”
I pointed my sword at living socialism.
“I don’t know what you’ll be like after a while or not. This time, ask your subordinates directly. Do you have to live longer or die here and there, following Hoeju? “Those who risked their lives on your every word will decide.”
I looked at living society.
“Vice owner Song Gyeong says. “Listen.”
Song Kyung pursed her lips and then spoke.
“This is Vice Lord Song Gyeong. Whatever you choose, accept it. “Before that, please tell me Moon-joo’s true identity.”
Song Kyung looked up at me.
I lowered my head and whispered softly.
“My true identity.”
“….”
“It’s truly the best in the world. Even if you tell me something stupid, I won’t believe it. “I wish I had ignored Jeomsoi in my life.”
Song Kyung spoke urgently, seemingly trying to waste time.
“That’s not true, he was beaten often while playing Jeomsoy…”
I answered while glaring at Song Kyung.
“That is me. I became stronger because I was beaten. “How can you become strong without getting beaten up?”
I asked while looking at the medical history of the living society.
“Have you decided? “If he was a tyrant, send him to heaven. If he was a good boss, save him.”
Humans have a cunning side, so someone from among the ranks of the military asked me this.
“I want to make a decision while looking at Vice President’s face.”
“What kind of bastard are you?”
I told Song Kyung.
“Turn around and kneel first in front of your subordinates. Your subordinates will decide after seeing your face. Anyway, it’s hard to please my subordinates.”
Song Kyung turned around and knelt down.
The subordinates’ eyes were fixed on Song Gyeong’s face as if by memory. The silence continued for a moment in a mysterious atmosphere. After a while, someone spoke.
“Vice-Chairman, I know that you have been working hard to cut off your ridiculous orders.”
Does this mean I should die? Or should I live longer? I was curious so I asked.
“Is this the end?”
As soon as someone opened their mouth, the number of words increased.
“You may be as ruthless as Hoeju, but at least you tried to follow the rules.”
“At least he was a man who didn’t flatter. “I rose through skill.”
“I did not engage in unnecessary evil.”
Afterwards, many things were said, but there was no one pouring out words telling Song Gyeong to die.
If this happens, it’s not like I saved him.
I grabbed Song Kyung’s bald head as she was kneeling with my right hand.
“Song Kyung-ah.”
“Please speak.”
I turned Song Kyung’s bald head with my hand and then made eye contact.
“Your subordinates survived, but not me.”
“Obviously just now….”
“What will I use if I save you? This useless black man. “Give me one reason why you should live.”
I had something to tell this guy, and I was curious to see if he knew the answer.
While waiting for Song Kyung to speak, cold was injected into the hand holding the bald head.
Song Kyung immediately opened her mouth.
“If you save me, I will completely dismantle living society.”
“What does it mean to completely dismantle? What about property?”
“Give back what needs to be given back. Hand it out to subordinates who want to do ordinary work. What’s left, I’ll build a temple… No matter what happens, I won’t exploit it and will use it all for the right cause. Or as Moonju tells you.”
Song Gyeong frowned because of the ice ball.
While touching his shiny bald head, I was guided by human instinct and struck him on the head.
As Song Kyung looked at me, I had nothing else to say, so I just muttered whatever I could.
“Are you hungry?”
“yes.”
“Let’s eat first and then discuss disbandment.”
Song Kyung, who had a frown on her face, fell to the floor and covered her head in pain.
Are you happy to be alive?
Is it sad to go bald?
Are you happy that you will soon be able to eat?
Was he angry at being humiliated in front of his subordinates?
Am I suffering because I don’t understand who I am?
I couldn’t know exactly how Song Kyung was feeling, but Song Kyung, who had no hair left to tear out, sobbed with her face down on the floor for a long time.
Anyway, I didn’t want to hear it, so I kicked his butt.
“Stop acting and let’s go.”
