Book 4 Chapter - 14

Who knows that salinity is making false statements right now?

Gangho is a place where Eunwon and Eunwon are intertwined.

That does not rule out the possibility.

But for the marquis, it's the fate of Kang-ho.

It has never been resentful.

In this way, the operations team had a great brother who was not even in his life.

When will they ever get out of Ryu-Yeon's clutches?

Regardless of the goodwill or malice of the way labor and management look at themselves.

As a student, Ryu-Yeon had to find a class.

And today, we're going to make sure that we can't afford it.

There was a class about poison.

Poisoning is one of the worst classes in last year's polls.

It was also a top-ranked subject.

But toxicology is a must-have subject for any celestial chart.

I couldn't get round it, it was everyone's misfortune.

That's why everyone is reluctant to take poison classes because of the smell.

When I opened the gloomy door and entered the lab, it was beyond my imagination.

Dozens of pots are bubbling up and colorful with a strange smell.

It was smoking. It was smoking.

On one side, there was a series of loot collectors classified into dozens.There are hundreds of disgusting horrible things I've never heard of.

It was full of poisons that were ruining the viewer's mood.

I don't know where it came from, but among them, two-headed.

There was even a red doublehead.

On top of that, the sign was kindly written Honglin Ssangdusa.

As soon as they entered the poison lab, their unique and powerful scent was found.

I almost lost my mind by stimulating my sense of smell.

"It's like a self-study class where all the students are most reluctant.

This nasty smell is enough to kill a man.

It's murderous enough."

"Cough, cough. I agree.

I'm suffocating to death now."

Hundreds of blades poking through the mucous membrane of the nose.

Horong, who clenched his nose tightly with a distorted face, said.

It was the same with Ryu-Yeon and other students who were holding their noses.

Strangely, Changhong did not seem to be very impressed.

Originally, his sensory organs may be someone who lost his sense of smell during his five senses.

He surprised people with his calmness to the point of raising doubts.

"Does he have a paralyzed nose?

Why am I the only one who's fine?"

A suspicious Ryu-Yeon asked.

No matter how many times I look around, except Changhong, I'll use my hands to snore.

No one stood still without being stopped.

"Maybe the first time I smelled it, my nose fell off.

Otherwise, is that a person?"

Hyorong agreed.

I can't stand the smell of everything else.

It was awful and horrible.

I felt as if the hard endurance class I had been taking was going back to porous.

I was confident that I wouldn't give in to any torture, intimidation, or pain.

The thought of myself breaking down the walls of patience that I've been working so hard on just one stench...

It was miserable and pathetic.

"What an inhumane, terrible torture.

The idea that this might be someone's murder conspiracy.

Why do you keep holding it?"

Hyorong expressed his dissatisfaction with his pathetic idea.

"Well, it's okay when you get used to it.

That's what everyone does at first."

Changhong, still nonchalant, even laughed.

" Human advice that doesn't exist in the first place,

That's not very reliable."

Liu-Yeon retorted to Changhong's still nonchalant advice.

Looking at such students, said Dang Hak-ryeong, the Cheon Dok-su of the Sacheon Dangmun Gate in charge of lectures.

He was also the older brother of Chen Shu-Yeon, who taught cancer technology to Ryu-Yeon's group.

But the two were not on good terms.

Because no matter how much blood you share with your brother, the goals you look at,

The two people on the road couldn't have been on good terms.

"To all of you, the smell of poisonous plants in this classroom is fragrant.

Dozens of poisonous snakes crawling through the cage.

When other rare poisons feel cute,

And the elegant color of the poison mixture and the herbs boiling in the pot.

It's only when you look beautiful that your class will be over."

"The Mystery of the Poisonous Poison" was explained by the time labor and management of the party.

Ryu-yeon had only one comment.

"That means the class never ends."

I resented the institution for adopting this as a mandatory subject.

We can't expect more elegant and in-depth non-engineering.

" Maybe there's only one way.

The way to end the study."

Hyorong said, still making three layers of wrinkles between the eyes.

"What's that?"

Desperate to finish studying as soon as possible and get out of the normal natural environment.Ryu-Yeon asked.

"Oh, I'm going crazy."

"What?"

Ryu-yeon couldn't understand what Hyorong said at first glance.

But soon I understood the truth in the words.

So Ryu-Yeon could nod his head.

"Well, how did you get out of that interstitial hell without going crazy?

The stench may feel fragrant.

Not until you're crazy and your nerves get mixed up."

"That's what I'm saying."

Ryu-Yeon and Hyorong, who are still extremely patient with lengthy explanations,

muttered with a deep dissatisfaction.

I don't know if you know how they feel or not, but you keep putting some rare poisons in front of you.

I was excited and continued my lecture.

The future was only bleak when I should listen to this kind of course.

Such Dang Hak-ryeong couldn't have been more generous to the Ryu-Yeon party chattering in the corner over there.

Immediately there was a nervous shout mixed with threats.

"It's noisy. Can't you be quiet?

One more time, you're gonna blow your snout out of this holy pot of poison.

I'll put salt and ojangbuntang in your mouth."

It was an eerie and terrifying threat.

When you think of saline acid, half a spoonful of it melts your stomach.

It was extreme, but it was nothing but crude blood compared to five-jang Buntangsan.

Ojangbuntang-san is a name worthy of its name, and even a drop of it burns my heart out.

It was a terrible poison that rolled around seven nights and finally died.

The school decree guarantees that he would put them in his disciples' mouths without hesitation.

It couldn't have looked scary.

And there was no one to warm to him.

I'm going to give you a lecture on 'Understanding and Various Uses of Poison' which is a basic German lesson.

Dang Hak-ryeong, the labor and man in charge, was as grim-looking as the subject he taught.

Deformed, elongated bottoms, finely torn eyes,

In addition, the iris, small enough to be narrow, was enough to disgust the beholder.

In addition, he was as cranky as he looked.

So Ryu-Yeon and all the other students in the class judge people by their appearance.

I was able to escape the guilt of selling a sane person with a mindset.

As such, Dang Hak-ryeong's personality was strange and cranky beyond common sense.

The threat of the school year effectively left the hall in silence.

Who dares to open their mouths wide and make fun of their tongues?

Only then did I seem to like the students' attitude in class.

"Now it's a little quiet.

Drink a bowl of ojangbuntangic acid and get a bad breath in your whole body.

Always keep this condition if you don't want to suffer.

Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

The voice of the answer was also loud.

It was a very effective threat, but I don't know if it was a man of the Sapa or the political party.

It couldn't help but be a vague situation.

No one is as eccentric and terrifying as Dang Hak-ryeong in the Safain films.

There have already been several instances of Danghakryeong putting threats into practice in the past.

Of course, I was able to take the antidote quickly, but the pain I suffered in that moment alone...

Experience people consistently testified that it was enough time to experience hell.

" Once again, I'd like to emphasize that you're the ones that are inherent in this hot pot.

Learn the logic of harmony between yin and yang and the beauty of win-win mutual drama.

Furthermore, when the scent of medicinal herbs fills the room becomes fragrant,

And when you can eat your own poison without hesitation,

And when I can eat whatever food Gangho-do gives me at ease of mind.

It's not until your class is over.

You learn from this attitude, and then you go out to the strong and get used to other people's use.Don't tell me you learned it from me.

How can an old man carry his face around in shame?

Such a man will melt into my hands before he dies of poison.

Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Ryu-Yeon's attitude to the lesson was better than ever.

With extreme patience, everyone endured the terrible poison and immersed themselves in the class.

I washed my eyes and looked for someone else, but I couldn't find any.

I wonder if everyone was intimidated by the icy serpent eyes of Dang Hak-ryeong's serpentine eyes.

No one answered and remained silent.

Everyone longed for the class to end as soon as a minute or a second.

Baekhodan, out of sight.

Things in the world often develop into necessity by coincidences and coincidences.

No, this may be the most fundamental law that makes up most of the world's history.

Today, all the operatives are in the air for a total of six reasons.

I had to resent it. If there's a god of fate, grab the ends of your sleeves.

I felt like complaining.

First of all, why are their classes and Ryu-Yeon's classes at the same time?

It's whether it's over or not.

Second, it's good to be done at the same time, but why are they and Ryu-Yeon on the way?

Should it overlap in the middle?

If you take a different path, you'll get infected somewhere.

And thirdly, why did Ryu-Yeon cross them even at a distance?

Maybe he recognizes me, maybe he turns a blind eye.

Finally, why did it have to be where they and their ambassador were together?

It was that son of a b*tc* appeared.

To make matters worse, the son of a b*tc* was both ill-witted and nasty.

"Whoa, who is this?

Aren't you the most popular manipulators these days?"

The protagonist of the twisted voice is the one they know very well.

Baekho Dan was a member of the Iron Sword Biryong, an iron sword, and a maple tree.

He's always been on very bad terms with them.

A glance at Ryu-Yeon, surrounded by a masterpiece, asked the maple.

"And who's the kid with you?"

"Baby boy?

At the moment, Ryu-Yeon's sword beauty wriggled lightly.

The operatives instinctively caught wind of Ryu-Yeon.

I had a bad feeling about it.

So the operatives were not in the mood to answer his question now.

I just wanted to shut him up.

" You don't need to know.

I have no obligation to tell you.

Why don't you go now?"

I can't wait to separate the maple leaves trying to touch the powder keg.

It was the operatives.

The maple responded nervously to their callous response.

He was deeply offended when the members of the operations team conspired to treat him coldly.

The way Baekhodan, who was robbed of his position by the Duke, looked at the Duke,

It was cold enough to blow the chill, and every time I saw it, regardless of the type of diet I had that day,

My taste buds are bitter.

That's why Dandepung, a member of the BAEKHO Dan faction, came across the masterminds.

No wonder Ryu-Yeon looks grumpy in the middle.

And I couldn't bear it without being so swollen that I couldn't say a word.

It could be said that it was all heaven's will.

So the maple wind ended up doing something reckless.

Judging Ryu-Yeon as just a trifle kid latching on to the masterminds, he's the only one who's ever seen him do something like that's why he didn'

It was worth taking the top spot among the numerous mistakes made in a lifetime.

The advice of his friend Kang Hyun-chu, who was next to him, was useless because he couldn't break through the protective shield on his ear.

It went back.

"Humph, these days, my groveling waist, my kneading palm,And you're getting better with your tongue that keeps spinning, right?

That's ridiculous.

A newborn boy who just got in this year couldn't make it to the training camp.

I'm sorry you're so distracted by Abu."

The word "first grade kid" is one of the words of Dandaepung, which expresses hostility towards Sixtiethall.

The word "aboo" oddly grates on Ryu-yeon's ears.

Ryu-Yeon has a warped screening.

Of course, the marquis, who are well aware of the autumnal winds, have their own arrows of reproach.

I was appalled to learn that I was heading for my metabolic brother Ryu-Yeon.

Ryu-yeon, who had a formidable personality like a master during their camp training, was fearless.

It's a mess with it.

Due to the recklessness of the dandae wind, the marquis constantly hurled abuse at them.

It's good to touch a hive and light a fire in a powder keg to dig my own grave.

Does it make you spark?

Can't you just turn it upside down quietly?

Ryu-Yeon is a man of hostile feelings who has poured a lot of criticism into him.

I looked through it carefully. Especially what caught his eye was the young man's right sleeve.

It was an embroidered white lake.

Ryu-Yeon often saw a similar kind of embroidered sleeve.

It was right on the sleeve of his disciples.

It was clear that that was the same kind of manipulation embroidered on the sleeves of the disciples.

But Ryu-Yeon's observant gaze at the autumnal wind has made him feel...

It seemed to have gone bad.

He seemed to think he was staring at himself.

None of the things involved with the hoaxes was pleasing to him.

"How dare you stare at your face?

You cheeky bastard!"

The faces of the operatives turned pale at once.

It hasn't been long since we met, but it's like Ryu-Yeon's ambassador divided his master into two.

In terms of personality, I really didn't think things would end quietly like this way.

Why does he not recognize people and do things to put people in trouble?

It was crazy whether to make it.

While the operatives are in a state of chaos, they can't do this or that.

The old school quickly stepped up to take care of the situation.

"You're going too far.

That's what a man chasing after a woman would say?

I doubt you even deserve to say that."

The way he spoke, full of ridicule, immediately sparked the anger of Dan Daepoong.

Labor school's words were more like pouring oil into a fire.

"Shut up! Na-Yerin Na-Yerin Sauce with other women.

Don't compare the same.

That in itself is an affront to him."

Even though he's a junior or a junior, the maple leaves Na-Yerin.

I called him that person. I can put up with everything else.

It was an unbearable autumn breeze as much as an insult to him.

He was a member of the Bingbong Film Guard, and one of the eight members of the SS.

"Chat, I'm a member of the Bingbong Film Guard.

Are you trying to get the upper hand?

It's so funny."

Among them, the only person who can say this much about Na-Yerin is...

It was like living in a neighborhood.

Because even among the charlatans, Na-Yerin had a fervent follower.

"What is it say?"

I'm about to challenge myself to a duel.

It was a great thing not to draw the sword and call the blood.

"Wait a minute!"

Ryu-yeon, who was watching the two fool around next to each other, cut off their conversation.

"What is it?"

Without concealing the unpleasant screening, the autumn leaves looked at him openly.

At first, Ryu-yeon, who didn't care, changed his mind.

It was because Na-Yerin's first name stimulated his ears.In addition, the opponent's skill level is Yuk Geom-ryong.

I couldn't help but be the right opponent.

"What's your name?"

"I don't have enough names to tell you."

The maple shot Ryu-Yeon in the face with contempt.

Isn't earning a hawk used in this situation?

"That son of a b*tc*, he's the one with the autumn leaves.

He has a name."

It was strange that old school used honorific language to Ryu-Yeon.

I soon forgot. Ryu-yeon wrote about hundreds of dueles that have been sent to him.

I sifted through the list of challengers.

Sure enough, Jumchangpa Iron Sword Biryong Maple Wind,

Bingbong Movie Patrol.

Naturally, Dandae Poong's name was on the list of duel applicants.

As a member of the Bingbong Film Guard who didn't send him a duel application,

There was not a single one.

Some were enthusiastic enough to send in their twelfth duel application.

That zeal and diligence are to be commended, but Ryu-Yeon's laziness is to do it.

I trampled on it and threw it into the trash can.

They ignored their duel-free application just because it bothered them.

By the way, because of school regulations, Ryu-Yeon has filed for an unofficial duel.

I couldn't swear just because I ignored it.

Except for the promotion test, which is the only legitimate non-combatant place.

But there's one condition here, so Ryu-Yeon has to apply first.

It was a hopeless fact that it was possible.

The maple was decided to be a sacrifice for Ryu-Yeon's promotion test for misleading his mouth once.

" I've heard your unique view.

I'll give you a quick answer to that.

Let's look forward to next time."

Ryu-yeon showed a distinctive dark smile.

First, the Blue Dragon Squad.

This time it was the white tiger.

Ryu-Yeon is never surprised the next time the basemen pick a fight and pout in front of him.

I made up my mind not to. Let's not be surprised. We need to show them more.

I was looking forward to it.

The next day, all the buildings in the second dorm, Dohon Hall, were occupied from the morning.

I could hear the laughter of one man rumbling through the building.

"Hahahaha!"

Ryu-Yeon, who burst the mine after receiving a letter of inspection, met yesterday.

It was the fall foliage of the Baekhodan.

The book was published yesterday with the operations team, which made the screening of the dandae wind uncomfortable.

I let the unpleasant thing go away at once.

The calligraphy he was holding was a clear non-executive application.

However, it was a non-compliance application for promotion screening, which was conducted through legal procedures.

The applicant was Ryu-Yeon, who, surprisingly, would not be cool to grind to death.

"Finally, the glory of vengeance has returned to me.

If I defeat him, my position in the Guard...

I will be determined and no one will see me in vain.

And his views will change a little bit.

Hahahaha!"

It was a maple tree that drank kimchi soup first without thinking about who would give it to him.

Without knowing the miserable future ahead of him, his mine...

I didn't know it would stop until the next room burst into complaints about noise.

"Let's look forward to the next one."

Ryu-Yeon's words came true in just one day.

The fall foliage is so good that you suddenly applied for a promotion test.

I said yes, and inside I sharpened the blade of revenge.

Now he has been given the opportunity to restore his honor with his own hands.

How many people will look at themselves with envy mixed with envy.

Her recovery from fame was what everyone hoped and hoped for.

But even months after the incident, things are still going on.

I wasn't prepared for a significant ending.Ryu-yeon needed more than Oh Gum-ryong to participate in the Samsung Festival.

And in order to regain qualification, they had to take promotion tests.

To do so, I needed a test opponent.

Originally, a promotional review was conducted against the owner of a higher-ranking sword and dragon committee.

As it was implemented, the existence of the opponent was indispensable.

The rules of the promotion test were simple.

In order for the hierarchy to rise by one rank, we fight two opponents in that category.

Win or level for at least 300 seconds.

In other words, in order to become a Samgeomryong, you have to fight and win against two of your opponents in Samgeomryong.

You have to achieve a 300 second horizon.

Ryu-yeon, who has no hierarchy, wants to climb to the Ogumryong.

In other words, a large number of non-free opponents are needed.

Fortunately, Ryu-Yeon is fighting one-by-one by one.

I was able to ease the hassle.

The rule that the promotion review of the Krai Dragon Committee can skip the grade if it's only possible.

Because there was.

Which means that if you're capable, you can finish it by saving two other people.

It was a story, Ryu-Yeon didn't have to bustle to save his challenger.

After the incident at Unhyangjeong that day, Ryu-yeon's locker was filled with duel fields every day.

Because it was full of slush.

It's enough to find the ones who don't like it and go to the promotion screening.

There were so many opponents to choose from, so there was no problem with the non-contest choice.

There were so many that I couldn't decide who to choose.

In the meantime, Ryu-Yeon's eye fell out of favor with the fall foliage of the sword.

I couldn't let the autumn leaves down on me as a child.

As soon as Ryu-Yeon returned to the dormitory immediately, he sent an application for promotion to Dandaepoong.

A freshman in the basic class of a sword dragon skipped five steps out of the blue.

It was clear that it was reckless for anyone to challenge the Six Sword Dragons.

But Ryu-Yeon chose to be promoted to Yuk Geomryong Maple without hesitation.

The second opponent was Kang Hyun-chu, the inspiration sword of Musanpa, who was with him today.

In his case, he was next to the maple and had a spark.

Originally, it was Ryu-Yeon's behavior that was extremely annoying.

The fact is, the ridiculous guy who defeated Wi Jicheon in a single stroke.

It was Ryu-Yeon.

This could be said to be a matter.

When rumors spread that Ryu-Yeon will conduct a promotion review in preparation for Samsung Electronics,

The number of non-mutuals piled up in his locker doubled.

As the head of the promotion review was being used as a legitimate venue for duel,

Ryu-yeon is an eyesore or an iron enemy.

Or to Na-Yerin Na-Yerin's followers, who he considers to be the meritorious work of the group.

It was a golden opportunity that would never happen again.

With so much rain piled up, Ryu-yeon, the person involved, was also in trouble.

This is because there were so many applicants that it was difficult to decide who to choose.

After thinking for a while, he put the conclusion on hold and finally came to it.

His decision was surprisingly simple.

At first, I was going to fight the strongest guy I've ever challenged.

Because I didn't think it would be the most troublesome.

It was Ryu-Yeon who hates being bothered and pathologically avoids being lazy by nature.

Looking closely at North Korea's secretaries, the Seven Swordsmen Yi Sang paid attention to the development of the situation.

It was invisible because there was and the maximum was six black dragons.

However, even if it was a six-tailed dragon, it was never easy.

Wi Jicheon, the Seven Sword Dragon, said he was not perfect, but he used a discipline.That alone was an amazing enough skill.

In other words, those who belong to the Six Sword Dragons are not as good as Wi Jicheon, but they are comparable.

It means that you have skills.

But that was not part of Ryu-Yeon's consideration.

I'm sorry for those of you who have spent your heart and soul on this.

Ryu-Yeon, who drew two non-franchisees by drawing lots with her eyes closed, is annoying.

On the same day, at the same time, we randomly set a non-workable date and are in charge of promotion tests.

He tried to submit documents to a panel of judges at the University of Geomryong.

But I tried my best to pick him, and now he's an invincible opponent.

It appeared before my eyes.

If it hadn't happened after the solo lesson, two of them would have closed their eyes.

It would have been, but it wasn't any more.

The opponents, of course, were the members of the Baekho Squad and their associates.