EP.213 Great strength requires a strong rope
No matter how tired Historia is, it’s a growth ability. It is common knowledge that the stronger the stronger the harder it is to capture them alive. On top of that, the regressor expressed his doubts when he saw Historia, who was merely chained.
“By the way, did you really catch it? Were there any suspicious moves or anything suspicious?”
“Didn’t you see? Wearing a sturdy full body armor, I dutifully set the other person into a trap and then pushes Lia?”
‘I saw it. The final attack movement was pretty smooth. It seemed to flow like water, as if they had come together in advance.’
Oh regressor. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the middle of a long time.
It was a motion that was put together in advance to restore my miserable practical skills score. Originally, it was a scenario where I would lose by a narrow margin, but today, Historia defeated herself.
He even prepared his own excuse for this. I said smugly.
“I don’t know if you know, but I was actually in the same class as Lia. We used to fight together. Qigong is much weaker, but I know the weaknesses of taijutsu. Right Leah?”
Historia, who should have responded in time, languidly watched. I groaned with the chain in my hand and demanded an answer. Historia opened her eyes as if waking up and nodded.
“Oh um.”
“Look. He says he’s right too.”
haha. The drill instructor tricked me with this too. Can you really tell from a sidelong glance at a distance?
At that time, I just smoked a cigarette boringly, and Historia spat out.
“day off. fire.”
“Oh here.”
I quickly lit it with my ritual magic. When she found something to soothe her boredom, Historia took a sip in satisfaction. The regressor’s suspicion deepened even more as he swung his finger to extinguish the fire.
“Isn’t Musketeer strangely confident? It feels like I was caught on purpose.”
“yes? Yukjangseong was captured on purpose? to me?”
“okay. The musketeer surrendered too meekly. There must be something up.”
half correct answer. To be precise, I was in charge of the gong-gung-gung. It’s a sharp point, but suddenly the regressor pretended to be sharp, so I didn’t like it.
I pretended to have my pride hurt and cried out like someone who had been stabbed by something.
“what? Then, the fact that I subdued Historia is a fake achievement that I just deliberately hung out with over there? You mean that?”
This was an approach the regressor never expected. It was so unexpected that the regressor who was looking suspiciously was startled.
‘what? You hear this like that?’
“That’s not what I mean. Reasonable doubt.”
“Reasonable doubt? Are you just doubting yourself? Do you want to put me down by doing that?”
‘This guy is completely offended and is taking it crookedly!’
I wasn’t particularly offended. Stop pretending to be sharp for some reason. Did I tease you too much or should I stop…
‘Is that just the problem? Like a moth?’
cancellation. I will go till the end.
The embarrassed regressor calmed down to comfort me and said.
“There is something suspicious about it.”
“What is suspicious? Are you saying that because I am a failure and a criminal, you cannot believe in my achievements?”
“No, if you wanted to escape, you wouldn’t have to jump off the meta conveyor belt. It’s strange that I was caught anyway…”
“Wait! What if you tell me that! Mr. Shay. You are teaching the captive how to escape!”
“oh!”
At my point, the regressor hurriedly shut my mouth. She carefully caught Historia’s notice and lowered her voice to muffle her words.
“no way. Didn’t the military government make a plan while sending the Ministry of Defense? You know that much, too.”
‘got it? Didn’t I really tell you how to escape?’
Ohh. That’s right. I was trying to give Historia a sneak peek, but I stopped. Historia was still wearing a drowsy face, but there was a little bit of mischief in her eyes that I hadn’t seen in a long time.
Historia licked her cigarette and pursed her lips.
“Oh, there was a way. Thanks for letting me know, cutie. As you told me, I’ll consider that as a way to escape by taking advantage of the lack of surveillance.”
“Eek?!”
This is a true support shot. While Historia naturally matched the thump, I took a step further.
“and! Now I’m going to reveal secrets to the enemy in order to undermine my major? you are a spy! I can’t. Report it to the public security quickly!”
“no! I’m not a spy… Wait! What does spying or public security have to do with being chased by the military in the first place!”
The regressor, who gave a shout, looked towards Historia this time. Historia stood still with an impudent face.
‘Are you pretending not to know to make fun of me, or are you just kidding…! One thing is for sure, the musketeer and that guy are just as pissed off! Guess who isn’t the motive!’
If it’s enough to be made fun of by Historia, isn’t that your problem? He said he was good at defending himself, but in conversation, he seems to have developed toward countering others rather than penetrating them.
In any case, Historia looked so relaxed and peaceful that it was hard to think of her as a prisoner. He even knew how to escape.
The worried regressor opened the space and rummaged through the pockets.
“anyway! you are a prisoner I don’t know what you’re thinking, but if it’s the Six Masters, I’ll somehow break the chains. So I’ll tie it up again with this.”
The regressor exclaimed and took out an object that was a long, thin thread that seemed to be painted alternately in green and gold. I asked after noticing the identity of the silky shiny thread.
“Are you Cheonjamsa?”
“that’s right. It is tough and hard, and has the property of absorbing pores, so no matter how much pores are blown into it, it only becomes stronger and does not break. You must have this much to tie up the musketeers.”
and that precious one Sefi complained to the fullest when he asked me to make a bojagi with Cheonjamsa because I couldn’t find much in Cheonuimubong.
The regressor unraveled a skein of Cheonjamsa and held it with both hands. The Cheonjamsa, pulled in succession, slashed the air and made a threatening sound.
“That would be good for you too, Musketeer. Even though Cheonjamsa is tough, it is not as hard as a chain, so it will hurt less… to the end. Even if I have no intention of running away from you.”
“Hmm. I am a prisoner, so do as you please.”
“good. Hughes, release the chain.”
“There is no need for that.”
Historia, who was holding a cigarette tightly, broke the chains with force. A terrifying sound was heard, and a broken chain fell behind Historia.
Even after breaking the chain with her arm strength, Historia’s arm only had a few red marks.
“Whoa. It hurts.”
Without hurting at all, Historia sighed.
The reason why humans cannot throw off the chain is because the chain is harder than the body. No matter how strong the strength is, if the body is weaker than the chain, the first to be crushed is the blood and flesh.
The same goes for qigong masters who have achieved Geongon. Even if you pour qigong into it, your body will not become hard. Even if they become stronger, the power hurts their bodies, so if they are chained, they cannot escape with half-hearted determination. This is the reason why the straitjacket of the military was created.
However, the calculation method is a little different from the human who caught the persimmon. Common sense no longer works if the physical body itself can be strengthened by wrapping qigong inside the body.
Even if you fall from a high place with your bare body, you are safe, and even if you tear a straitjacket or break a chain with your own strength, your skin will be slightly pressed. In an essential sense, he reaches the level of a superman who surpasses human beings.
If you can reach Ichi from beyond that… From then on, you will surpass even superhumans.
The regressor clicked his tongue briefly.
‘At that age, I’m going to achieve Geongon and catch my senses. reached Lee. I only touched it lightly… but what the hell are you doing. If I’m going to give you a return…’
The regressor murmured after a short thought.
“…joy. also. You could break it anytime.”
“don’t worry. It’s because I’ve definitely run out of strength before.”
Historia rubbed her wrists in response and looked at the regressor through the cigarette smoke that flowed out. Smoke rose to the sky, but Historia’s eyes sank even more.
‘Huey is also Huey, but what the hell is that? According to the report, he entered Tantalus himself. It’s not the secret weapon of the military, and it’s not something Huey invented. The power of the treasure is amazing, but Qigong is more than that. Especially when he suddenly became stronger at the end…’
When Historia fought against the regressor. I remembered that last moment.
It was Historia who had not been defeated by anyone since Hamelin. It was difficult to find an opponent in the military as well as in the same age group, so he was a genius among geniuses. Even at a young age, the pride of the military that reached the end of the ichi.
That’s why she was defeated by a much younger-looking regressor. Even at the last moment, it was difficult to dismiss it as the power of the treasure.
I, knowing the inside story, nodded, saying, “Oh, I can do that because I’m a regressor.”
‘Especially at the last minute. It’s been a while, but it seemed like my hair was getting longer and my body was growing. what? seal? Or did he even make sense at his age?’
“What are you doing? stick out.”
The delicate search battle ended with the regressor punching Cheonjam Temple once. Historia slowly extended her arm in front of the regressor.
“Come on, tie it up.”
“Put your arms behind you and turn around.”
Historia obediently obeyed the regressor’s orders. The regressor still tied Historia with a thousand-jam thread without letting go of the tension.
The cloth, which is said to be such a precious item, tied every corner of Historia’s body. Historia managed to mutter while smoking a cigarette even as her whole body tightened.
“… I’m sorry. Compared to how cute she looks, her hands are rough.”
“You keep being cute, so what? Even though the age difference isn’t too long.”
The regressor, who was absorbed in tying the knot, replied without thinking. Historia spoke out, half searching or half expressing discomfort.
“I think I’m old enough to go to secondary school now. At that age, the difference between me and heaven is earth.”
“What is the difference between heaven and earth! I am nineteen!”
“nineteen? really? aha. You were underdeveloped.”
“A stunted growth? It must be as tall as you are!”
‘Actually, he was underdeveloped, but…! I grew up with enough nutrition. It’s not enough to be treated like a kid!’
That’s it. Historia is only slightly taller than me.
The regressor has a short horse and a short bag strap, but it is not short in height. It’s not big, though.
“You need to fix your talking habits, cutie. What you need to say to someone older than you is not far away, but older sister.”
“sister? Did you even hit the head? What nonsense.”
‘ah. right. He still has the mask of Agartha, so he’ll look like a man. Is that why you called me a kid?’
If this is the case, why did he dress as a man? It is a question that remains unanswered. What on earth did the wind blow to the regressor before falling to Tantalus?
Oh wait. Now that I think about it, the shape of the tie… Historia is uncomfortable with it…
I hinted at it.
“The way Mr. Shay is tied reveals a little impure intention.”
