Episode 755
Chiik-
Lamb Genghis Khan.
Grilled lamb skewers.
The soup dish was completed by boiling eggs in lamb broth until it became thick like a stew.
“Lamb meat has a lot of fat. That’s why it’s difficult to catch the fishy smell.”
“is it. “But my brother’s cooking doesn’t smell like that.”
“It’s just because they used lamb. It’s precious, but merchants are rushing to buy it. It even contains pickled herbs and expensive spices? “They told me to eat it quickly because it could go bad if I carry it around for a long time.”
“I see.”
Chiik –
Lamb is cooked on a bulging pot. Rich scent and excitement.
Yeo Ha-ryun asked.
“It’s fragrant. “Is the seasoning special?”
“I just soaked it in alcohol. “All that’s left is a little bit of seasoning on top.”
Jin Cheon-hee hands the finished dish to Yeo Ha-ryun.
Ha-Ryun Yeo first took a bite of stew and opened her mouth.
“But it’s still delicious.”
“so? Eat it here with rice. “Once the rice is soaked in sheep fat, you pour various spices and barley tea into it and eat it again.”
“Where did you learn this? “The way people eat in this area is a bit different.”
ate on earth
It was food bought by a friend, but I was surprised that it was more expensive than I expected.
‘And senior.’
Jin Cheon-hee shook his head.
Didn’t that person decide not to think about it?
However, the brain is stupid, so it easily brings out even trivial memories.
“This is a taste I haven’t felt in a long time…”
Yeo Ha-ryun’s voice gradually becomes quieter. It will be about savoring the taste.
“Because you can’t taste it while you’re away from me. Should I teach Ilkana how to do acupuncture?”
Yeo Ha-ryun answered those words.
“No, it’s okay.”
“why?”
“Because even in normal times, if you feel the taste, you may be relieved.”
“There’s no need to live like that.”
The younger brother dipped the lamb in the sauce and ate it without answering his older brother’s words.
The elastic lamb bursts with juice.
Yeo Ha-ryun savored the small fireworks that opened in her mouth. For quite a long time.
“Soon, our school will be moving on a large scale. So you have to keep a cool head.”
“…Kang Ho-ro?”
“okay.”
“Maybe we could become enemies?”
Yeo Ha-ryun neither confirms nor denies those words.
“You have your own goals. “I also have a goal I’m aiming for.”
“Why did you come to the Demonic Cult?”
“okay.”
“….”
Jin Cheon-hee also ate the lamb.
The stars were beautiful and the meat was delicious.
Even though it is a desert, it is not the desert where people are submerged up to their ankles in sand as people think.
It’s just a wasteland with no rain.
Finally, Jin Cheon-hee spoke.
“okay. “You and I each take the path we think is best.”
Even if one day we see each other’s blood with these hands.
If what is at the end is pride.
‘It’s no use worrying about it already. ‘It would be better to worry about tomorrow tomorrow.’
The old lawmaker displayed his wisdom of life. It’s procrastination.
Young Yeo Ha-ryun went to the Demon Church.
Even though he was young, he was willing to risk his soul to achieve his goal.
That child became the leader of a demonic cult through bloodshed.
Their paths diverged and they had to walk parallel paths forever.
If it’s fate.
“brother. “I must become the Heavenly Demon.”
“okay.”
Without hesitation, Jin Cheonhee immediately took out a drink.
Cheonilchwi brought from Gangho.
“I don’t have much left to drink, but I guess I should enjoy it more.”
Golgolgol-
One in Yeo Ha-ryun’s glass and one in his own.
“Survive. Ha-Ryun.”
“huh. “It’s the same with my brother.”
Clink –
the two clinked their glasses.
There was no need for long words.
Just enjoy this time quietly before the demonic cult begins in earnest.
* * *
The two people shared a drink and continued talking for a long time.
“Anyway, it looks like your brother finished his work well in the royal family. “Did anything special happen?”
Suddenly, Jin Cheonhee remembered the dead prince.
How he spent his last days.
The smell that the sacred tree gave off at that time, the strange sound of moisture, and even a strange sixth sense that the prince might not be the first person to be buried like that.
“…Nothing happened.”
“okay?”
The night in the desert was deep, and it was not a story that went well with alcohol.
“Anyway, the king said that. “There is a blood mission near the Natron Mine.”
“hmm. Sounds like what I found out. The blood missionaries were expanding their religious influence in the name of Maitreya religion. “They say they are producing food through active human sacrifice.”
“What kind of cult people even share each other’s names? Is that okay?”
“It’s not something I would say as a member of the Sun Moon God Church, but that’s the situation. “If it looks roughly similar, I use it.”
but. There was a time when the Blood Mission pretended to be a demonic cult and made things up.
Maitreya religion even practices human sacrifice, so from an outsider’s perspective, it may seem similar.
“So, does the Blood Immortal also belong to the same group?”
“I don’t know that. Because Blood Immortal Temple was originally renamed from Soroeum Temple. “Maybe they were holding hands, maybe not.”
“I guess I’ll find out when I go.”
“hmm.”
Instead of answering, Yeo Ha-ryun’s mouth stiffens in one line.
“Now that I think about it, what about working with your subordinates? “I thought there was an ambush, but when I expanded my senses, I couldn’t feel it at all?”
“We started in advance. “There is nothing we can do because the number is two hundred.”
“I see. Then, starting tomorrow, let’s move together with me.”
“of course.”
Yeo Ha-ryun’s eyes softened.
After finishing their meal, the two packed up the tent and got up.
Because the night was long and the place to go was far.
* * *
We walked through the desert for two days.
I was still moving on foot every night.
There is still one full day to go to the mining city.
“According to the map, there is a small oasis nearby, and there is another city there…”
Jin Cheon-hee created a fire with Samadhi Evolution in the dark and was looking around.
Eventually, I saw his gaze go up to the sky, and it seemed like he was looking at the stars to gauge his direction. It was strange to walk without a compass, but Yeo Ha-ryun didn’t mind.
Because my brother has always been that kind of person.
Soon, Yeo Ha-ryun tapped Jin Cheon-hee on the shoulder.
“brother. that.”
Jin Cheon-hee looks into the distance with inner strength in her eyes.
Eventually, I saw something faintly tinged with scarlet at the edge of the horizon.
flames. It was also a big fire.
“Let’s go, Ha-ryun.”
With those words, my brother’s afterimage slides away.
Hwanggu ran urgently after his owner, but it was difficult to keep up with his speed.
“hmm.”
Yeo Ha-ryun immediately ran after Jin Cheon-hee.
* * *
Flames filled the earth.
All around, human corpses were spread out like leaves, and the dry ground was soaked with blood and gave off a fishy smell.
“Why are the Maitreya bastards collecting corpses like this?”
“They say this is all used in rituals.”
“It seems like it’s not only used by the living. Bloody love is another form. “Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.”
“It’s enough for us to just get money.”
Saying that, he puts the bodies in a large basket.
Inside the basket, blood flowed thickly and no one knew who it belonged to, but no one cared.
“The living ones are sold as slaves, and the dead ones are sold to the Maitreya Church. “I guess this was really lucky.”
“Isn’t this all business?”
The laughter of the Bloodwind warriors continued into the sea of fire.
To them, this was business. That’s a big business too.
People become money.
Usually, dead people didn’t make much money, but now even corpses are starting to make money.
A living creature needs shackles, rope, and food to feed while being dragged. Humans die more easily than you might think, so we always need to take care of them.
This was especially true for young children. Children develop a fever from even a small wound and easily die.
Even if you can overcome the heat, you can either live with stupid intelligence for the rest of your life.
One of your limbs stops moving, you become blind, or you become deaf.
Anyway, it costs a lot of money and is the most annoying.
But for the dead guy, all you need is a large basket and an ox and horse to carry it.
In some ways, I thought it might be better.
But a corpse is just a corpse.
As this process was repeated, the civilians who had surrendered also began to be killed and relocated.
The sooner you receive gold, the better.
And the more comfortable you are, the better.
“Still, let the half-hearted people live. “They make more money by saving lives than by killing them.”
Business must continue.
The earth turns red following their laughter.
And finally, the weeds that had eaten the blood burst through the ground and jumped up.
Framlin.
Pale desert flower.
Travelers’ luck.
This flower, a landmark of the oasis, grew in an instant and wrapped around the ankles of the blood-wind killer.
“uh?”
At that moment, his body is dragged and he falls down.
Framlin wrapped itself around his neck and burrowed into his body.
“Kwaaaaaak!”
It sucked blood in an instant and blossomed.
The pale white flower instantly turned red.
Bright red framlin.
“What is this!”
“It is the enemy. “It’s the enemy!”
The bandits who were putting the body in the basket all drew their weapons.
There are no people around in the flames. Then, suddenly, a man with pure white skin rushed through the flames.
Wood clatter!
Wearing a wolf skin on his head, he ripped off the enemy’s head and killed him.
The framlin flowers began to eat the body again.
“It’s a witch doctor! “Call the Blood Buddha!”
At that moment, pramlin roots started popping up everywhere.
The desert flower snatches the thieves of Black Wind Temple and sucks their blood.
When the white-skinned man touched the ground, wolves came out from under the shadows and bit the bandits.
“Bloodless victory! “The Blood Buddha has arrived!”
The Blood Buddha waved a large stone pole and began to recite a mantra.
The shaman, who was as pale as Framlin, ordered the wolf to attack.
The wolves all tried to rip off the Blood Buddha’s neck. That moment.
“conflict–!!”
A story of bloodshed.
He must have been quite deeply trained, so the shadow wolves are destroyed in an instant.
However, with that single blow, the Blood Buddha’s body collapsed. It seemed like too much force had been used.
“Who are you… who are you? “I’ve never heard of a shaman like you…!”
“It’s called Jashi Jashi.”
“You burned your life and used gold magic. Since you have already used the gold jutsu, it is still a good idea if your life is gone.”
“I was already dead when you burned the village and killed Usha.”
Jashi habitually touches the bone necklace.
-Jasi to Usha.
Letters written on a bone necklace.
Although they were not related by blood, the boy was his son and his only family.
Even now, when I close my eyes, the boy’s severed head comes to mind.
“All of you. Become an offering to appease the soul.”
Following Jashi’s gesture, more roots grew than before. Framlin was in full bloom, soaked in blood.
“Noooooom! “Do you think I will die obediently like this?”
At that moment, another arm sprouted from the Blood Buddha’s body.
His body became huge and full of muscles.
The mutated figure could not be considered human.
The same goes for Jashi.
Jashi’s wolf skin swells and he turns into a living wolf, opening his mouth wide.
Kwaaaaaa!
After devouring Jashi’s life, the wolf began fighting against the blood-immortal mutant monk.
“You… you’re not a blood immortal from Soreoeum Temple. Was it Maitreya Church?”
Jashi knows well about blood immortality.
No, I am well aware of its predecessor, Soroeumsa.
Those who pursue Theravada Buddhism, not Mahayana Buddhism.
Compared to Mahayana Buddhism, Theravada Buddhism has less interest in transmitting the teachings of Buddhism to others.
They only focus on their own liberation, freedom from suffering, and becoming Buddha.
Disciples only accept those who come on their own and do not actively spread the word.
That’s why I know what they are.
Such a mutation is not something that Soreoeumsa or Blood Immortal Master pursues.
because.
Even in the village where Usha died, there were doubts about the idea of blood immortality. But now that I look at it, it appears that it too was fabricated.
Maitreya Bridge!
They must be going on a rampage, impersonating the name of the Blood Immortal.
Crumbling!
No human voice came out of the Blood Buddha’s throat. Jashi said, realizing that he wouldn’t answer anyway.
“It won’t matter. “Anyway, I will kill you and make you a sacrifice.”
I thought of the son I was not related to by blood.
Was it scary? Was it painful?
Have you found yourself?
‘If I had known this would happen, I would have fed him a lot of his favorite meat.’
Suddenly, I felt a tickling sensation on my thigh. The child always hugged Jashi’s leg and asked for what he wanted.
That body temperature is like that of a chick. Even though the child is no longer there, that body temperature remains persistent.
‘Didn’t you decide to die anyway?’
He said he would take at least one last one.
