Episode 903 Welcome back, Hwasan Swordsman Association. (3)
Grumble.
The drink was filled with alcohol.
Cheongmyeong, who was silently tipping his bottle, glanced at the person sitting across from him. A tooth meticulously cleaning the short nasal passages with a pure white burlap.
“…Put away the knife. “The taste of alcohol is poor.”
“Really, how can you judge the taste of alcohol during a war like this? “If you can eat it, that’s okay.”
Danbo twitched his eyebrows after wiping away all the oil from the secret passage. I looked like I was managing my weapons perfectly, just in case anyone thought I was a party person.
“Does that mean it’s a good day?”
“If you don’t know something, don’t talk about it. A human butcher like Taoist brother picks up anything, including a sword that falls on the ground, and cuts it into pieces, but a race like me needs to have a weapon that fits his hand perfectly. “What a luxury product this is.”
“Fuck luxury goods.”
Be that as it may, Tang Bo meticulously cleaned all twelve of the secret vessels. After wiping it clean, grinding away the scratches, and even applying fresh oil, I placed the clean Vido in front of me.
Then he picked up the bottle and filled the empty glass of Cheongmyeong.
“Why is our Taoist brother in a bad mood again?”
“….”
“No. No. Always bad. Well, that’s right. “It’s like a law of nature.”
“This bastard?”
“Would you like a drink? a drink?”
When Tang Bo smiled and raised his glass, Cheongmyeong smiled and raised his glass to the other. Two glasses briefly clinked together in the air.
After slowly emptying his glass, Cheongmyeong looked at Tang Bo, who was sitting across from him, and asked.
“How many people died yesterday?”
“One twenty?”
“…It’s not whether he killed me, but whether he died.”
“Five. “You damn bastards, don’t show off…”
Tang Bo’s face contorted as if he was annoyed. It seems that there were quite a few victims in the party he led.
That’s what war is. No matter how careful you are or how hard you try, someone will inevitably die.
“Those bastards have been going crazy these days. “If I had screwed up, my hair would have been blown off.”
Tang Bo pretended to slit my neck with the blade of his hand.
“Crazy guy.”
Cheongmyeong chuckled.
It’s a joke, but no one makes jokes like that here.
In a place where we just glance over the fact that the person who sat and ate in the same place yesterday is empty today, a joke about death is too heavy to contain lightly and is as light as a feather to discuss it seriously.
“I told you I almost fell. “I ran into the Bishop bastard.”
“hmm.”
When the word bishop came out, Cheongmyeong’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Although several bishops had already lost their heads to his sword, the name of bishop was still a threat to Qingming.
“It didn’t stick properly, so I was able to get over it, but…”
Danbo pressed my chin.
“If it had been applied properly, my neck would have been in danger. “Why the hell was I born in a Tang family?”
“You’re weak. Why are you making excuses?”
“Oh my gosh. It seems like our Taoist brother lives alone in the mountains and doesn’t know much about things. It’s not that I’m weak, it’s just Bido’s characteristics. How can I get this up to an appropriate level, but if it goes beyond that, there are limits to what I can do off road?”
“You are weak.”
“No, I mean….”
“You’re weak.”
“….”
Tang Bo smiled brightly with a bloodshot face.
“Be careful when you go home. Because blind rain might get stuck in your back.”
“Then it won’t be a blind bido, but a bido thrown by a blind man.”
“no way. Damn it.”
Tang Bo was muttering and fiddling with the memorial monument in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be contemplating whether or not he could just stick that thing into Cheongmyeong’s forehead.
“Anyway, so… I’m thinking about developing something useful, like an herbivore.”
“Herbivorous?”
“yes. A herbivore that can punish those fucking bishops and those dog-like bastards. Those bastards who wear black clothes and black clothes. Ah, it would be better if you were a bastard carrying a sword.”
Cheongmyeong looked down at his clothes in silence.
Hmm, it’s black. Very black.
Cheongmyeong chuckled.
“Don’t mess around and do what you’re doing well. From now on, when can I make herbal food and use it in real life? “I will try it in the afterlife.”
“Well, I’m not going to use it right away.”
“huh?”
Tangbo chuckles.
“If we just get a clue, we can make it leisurely after the war is over.”
“Are you confident you’ll be alive until then?”
“Oh, it’s Tang Bo. “If the Grim Reaper comes to catch you, just stick a tombstone on your forehead and that’s it.”
“Crazy guy.”
Tang Bo chuckled.
Danbo, who was staring at the empty glass in his hand with a slightly strange expression, grabbed the bottle and filled his glass with alcohol.
“Even if I can’t make it all…”
Hearing his voice subside, Cheongmyeong raised his head and looked at Tang Bo.
Danbo, who was slowly turning the glass in his hand, poured the alcohol in the glass into his mouth in one go.
“Someone will take over. “Someone who carries on the blood of the Tang family and learns the Twelve Paths.”
“….”
“If that happens, even if someone ends up in the same situation as me one day, you won’t have to worry like me, right?”
“Hmm…”
Cheongmyeong was about to say that he had thought something out of the ordinary, but Tangbo’s slightly irritated voice was heard in his ears.
“Then at least my descendants won’t have to go around getting beaten up by a black-faced Taoist who came down from a rocky mountain with no grass anywhere. “I just slapped the hornbill on my back…”
Sneak.
“ah! That thing! Why do you pull out a knife when you’re drinking? A knife! You’re the type of person who really can’t tell jokes. “Where on the mountain did you come from practicing Taoism?”
“Crazy guy…”
Cheongmyeong chuckled, put his sword back and raised his drink. The alcohol that went down my throat was particularly bitter.
“What does that mean?”
“yes?”
“Descendants and all…”
Cheongmyeong’s gloomy eyes looked out the window. The dark clouds that covered the sun looked like they were going to pour rain at any moment.
“What do the survivors know? “Right now, I don’t know if I’ll be alive until tomorrow.”
“Hmm. Well, that’s also true.”
Qingming’s dark gaze returned to Tang Bao.
“You’re even thinking about your descendants because you’re being treated like a member of the party.”
“Who put this one out? “They can’t handle me!”
“…It’s almost like I can’t handle it.”
“Isn’t that an insult?”
“It’s a compliment.”
“What a curse!”
Tang Bo gritted his teeth. Looking at him like that, Cheongmyeong eventually burst into laughter.
Rather than laughing because it was funny, I kept trying to laugh whenever there was something to laugh about.
This may be the reason why, whenever I have time in this hellish battlefield, I keep seeing party reports rather than the death penalty.
‘He doesn’t know.’
It is truly amazing that even in a battlefield like this where people are losing their reason to exist as human beings, they can scream, get angry, joke, and laugh.
“But that’s just the way it is.”
“huh?”
Tang Bo said, touching the blade of the memorial monument in his hand with his fingertips.
“Someone…”
His eyes were sunken as he looked at my face reflected in the rainy day. Any expression was quickly washed away from his darkly shaded face.
“Whoever will take over will have to avoid repeating the mistakes made by the idiots who came before. “Shouldn’t they at least be better than us?”
“….”
But as if it had never happened, Tang Bo quickly erased the sorrow that had formed on his face and smiled brightly.
“Next to those guys, there might not be an interesting swordsman who wields a sword like a ghost.”
“Damn.”
“What can I do? “But in the past, I hated seeing those idiots, but now that I’m getting older year by year, I’m starting to worry.”
Tang Bo laughed out loud. Cheongmyeong also laughed heartily and tilted his head back to look at the ceiling.
‘Someone to take over…’
That’s stupid.
What do you mean by continuing? I can’t even see your face.
Something to know about what happens after you die. We can’t even save the lives of those who live face to face right now. As time goes by, I only lose it.
“If you have time to think about that, kill at least one more guy.”
“yes?”
“It’s okay as long as you don’t make any mistakes. “If you cut off the Heavenly Demon baby’s head, at least your descendants will never have to fight with him.”
“Well… that’s also true.”
“So don’t worry.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Cheongmyeong curled the corners of his mouth.
“I will pick the neck of the dog.”
“You keep saying that because it’s mine.”
Tang Bo tsk and clicked his tongue.
“It’s good. “If Brother Taoist picks a branch of the Heavenly Horse, I will give you a gift.”
“gift?”
“hmm! Let this party be the first to try out the new vegetarian meal! That day was the day a memorial stone was placed on my brother’s back, and from that day on, I was the best in the world… Oh no! “I said as a joke, don’t pull out your sword!”
“Die, you bastard!”
“Ugh! “A Taoist catches people!”
Tangbo, who was making a fuss and making a fuss at the same time, suddenly dispelled the sword that Cheongmyeong had thrown and laughed.
“When that day comes, I won’t have any wishes.”
“…Just eat the eaves.”
“Take it. “I’ll fill your cup.”
The liquor flowed from the tip of the bottle and slowly filled the white glass.
The two passed drinks to each other as if competing. As if I wanted to moisten something that had been dry.
The two just drank all night until the rain that came with the night washed away the bloody smell of yesterday.
* * *
Cheongmyeong opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling with a blank face.
His head slowly turned to the side. Sunlight was coming through the window.
‘Is it morning?’
It was normal for me to wake up at dawn and go out for training… but when I returned to the volcano for the first time in a while, the tension that had been controlling my body for several years seemed to have disappeared.
Maybe that’s why I had this dream.
“…something like that happened.”
okay. I forgot.
Because I didn’t consider each thoughtless conversation important enough to remember. No, because I didn’t know it was important.
“First and foremost is Gyeonsik….”
Cheongmyeong chuckled. This is the face seen by Maehwageomjon in the past.
“You idiot.”
okay. He kept his promise to cut off the Heavenly Demon’s head. Its head was cut off in the most pathetic way that could exist.
And the party news also kept its promise. In the stupidest form that could exist.
Both of them are truly stupid and foolish.
So…
Cheongmyeong raised his gaze upward again. It’s a different ceiling than what I saw at the bar back then.
“…I said I wouldn’t let you go through this.”
So I tried so hard, but if it was going to happen again… What was the meaning of those deaths?
What on earth…
Boom!
At that time, the door opened violently and familiar faces poured into the room. No, rather than coming in, it spilled out.
“Ahh! “What the heck!”
Even Cheongmyeong of the world could not help but be astonished at that moment.
“Ahh! “I told you not to push!”
“no! “It’s because you didn’t move out of the way!”
“I told you to give me some rest! Bimu said it wasn’t easy!”
“Why are you waking up a sleeping person?”
Cheongmyeong’s face became blank as he looked at the five swords lying tangled and struggling. He immediately cupped his face with both hands.
‘For these things….’
Party boy. Doesn’t it seem like a dog’s death? huh?
“…why?”
As Cheongmyeong asked helplessly, Baekcheon, who was at the bottom, covered his mouth with his fist and cleared his throat. That’s right, I looked like I was being trampled on by evil people, so I couldn’t find anything to blame.
“No, I… I have something to ask you about yesterday’s bimu.”
“….”
“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t understand herbivorous operation?”
“Please explain.”
“….”
Cheongmyeong, who was momentarily speechless, looked at them blankly and asked.
“That’s the only reason they came all the way here in the morning?”
“What a breeze in the morning! “When does the sun rise?”
“What if I put it off again and forget about it? “This has to be resolved right away.”
A hollow laugh leaked from Cheongmyeong’s mouth.
As I looked at those guys with their eyes sparkling… or rather, giggling, I felt like a fool for being depressed even for a moment.
“operation?”
“huh.”
“If I tell you, can you understand?”
“….”
“You only see what you know. As much as I know. How can I explain that I can’t see because I’m weak? “It’s like teaching a monkey to read.”
“You bastard….”
“Look at it. “I told you I couldn’t hear good things anyway!”
“Kaaak! “Tsk!”
As loud reactions poured out, Cheongmyeong shook his head and got out of bed.
“If you have time to talk nonsense, go practice. “I left out just because I came back to the volcano.”
“Did everyone else do it except you?”
“huh?”
“You’re the one who fell for it the most, you bastard!”
Baekcheon quietly blocked Cheongmyeong’s path as he shook his head and tried to leave. Cheongmyeong looked up with a sullen face.
“why?”
“I definitely don’t think I can understand it with my head.”
“huh?”
“But…”
Baekcheon twisted the corner of his mouth.
“I think you can understand it physically?”
“….”
“What do you think? To warm up?”
Cheongmyeong opened his mouth as if he had something to say, then shook his head.
“I guess I’m fine now where I got hit last time?”
“It’s already healed, you bastard.”
Baekcheon smiled triumphantly. Cheongmyeong laughed at the thought of snorting.
“Okay, see you at the training hall. “If it was broken, I will break it beautifully again.”
“OK.”
Ogum headed outside without saying a word. Jo Geol, who was behind him, grabbed Baek Cheon’s shoulder and rushed forward.
“I’m First!”
“No, this bastard? Hey man! “You have no top or bottom!”
“Where is something like that in a volcano!”
“Gap.”
“Samai! hey! Yui Seol!”
Cheongmyeong stood there and watched the scene. As I watched the backs of the five swords running among themselves, I felt like I was hearing the words I had heard in my dream.
– Whoever takes over will have to avoid repeating the mistakes made by the idiots who came before. Shouldn’t they at least be better than us?
Cheongmyeong looked at the window with sunlight pouring in. Unlike then, the day was very clear.
“Yeah. Better than us.”
Better than idiots like you and me.
