Book 7 Chapter - 11

It was reckless of you to stand up on your own in such a situation.

"Brother!"

Hyorong tried to support him at once.

"Well... don't touch me!"

Hyorong quickly withdrew from the thunderous roar of Hyobong. My brother's face was horribly distorted.

I could feel painfully that I was squeezing out all my last energy.

"Wow!"

Moving little by little, his body was slowly being raised. That's a hell of a mind.

I couldn't. Usually, a military man would have fainted a hundred more times.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Hyo-bong's body was shaking violently. Forcing the muscles that are already dead.

The pain couldn't have been small. Thousands of needles poking all over his body.

It hit, torn guts screaming and complaining of pain. But the pain...

I didn't give in. His eyes were filled with will.

"Gasp! Gasp!"

It wasn't until he struggled with the pain for nearly 15 minutes that Hyorong was able to stand up. that

His body was soaked in cold sweat by a struggle for a while. A foolhardy thing to look at.

He had to do something.

A smirk of laughter flowed out of Galhyo-bong's mouth.

"Hut! I'm already dead, but I'm still sweating!"

I sweated a lot and felt refreshed as if I were flying away. He stabbed me with thousands of needles a moment ago.

The pain was nowhere near as a lie. The body and mind were calm. A line around his mouth.

A pleased smile came to my mind.

"Hyorong!"

Hyo-bong sang in a quiet but irresistible voice. It was my first time calling him Hyorong.

It contained the meaning of recognizing him as a decent adult now. For Hyorong, it's very...

It meant a lot to me.

"Yes, sir!"

Hyo-bong smiled kindly. It was a warm smile that my brother always showed me when I was young.

"Why don't you make me feel comfortable? Show me your studies. I want to be comfortable now."

A bolt out of the blue rang out.

"Tongue... brother!"

Hyorong's body vibrated as if it had been struck by lightning. People around me look stiff.

The time has finally come.

This man is about to die. Leaving that life to his brother...…. his life and death.

You don't want to show your servile struggle at the crossroads of. My only brother.

To!

"No, brother! That can't happen. How dare I...…."

Flinched!

A harsh scolding like a wall burst out of Hyo-bong's mouth. I don't think a man who's about to die.

It was an unthinkable force. The air seemed to quiver.

People around me also showed signs of admiration. To be so determined in the face of death,It wasn't something anyone could do.

That alone earned him enough respect. Finally, Hyorong silently looked at his head.

Nodding. My brother's words contained irresistible force. Endless coming back soon.

I wanted to free my brother from pain. It's no one's business, it's his own.

Hyorong himself has finally admitted it.

"Brother!"

Hyorong quietly called out his brother's name. Blood flowed from his grasp of the sword.

"Whoosh!"

The lights flashed. The dark light cut through the body of Hyobong like a meteor in the night sky. Blood doesn't splatter.

There was no blood on the sword, either.

"Good job! Excellent."

Galhyo-bong smiled brightly.

"Poohhhaha!

Later, blood spewed out of his body like a fountain, turning Hyorong's vision red. Wounded

Blood was pumping out of sight.

Gal Hyo-bong was still smiling in the rain of blood.

"Tongue... bro!"

The tears that Hyorong had endured poured down like rain. Blood ran down in tears.

"Fear! Fear in the sky..." Be careful……."

Flop! Finally, Gal Hyobong's eyes closed quietly. Once called the black island star, a promising genius.

I ended that life today.

Then, his last word was to put a cold ice awl into everyone's chest. Ha

The usual fear... ..! Don't tell me that the dark spell is still there and I'm still wriggling.

At the moment, everyone watching fell into silence.

"It was a great sword dealer's trick. You'd be happy, too!"

Ryu-yeon patted Hyorong on the back and comforted him.

It was probably the best trick Hyorong himself could do. Blood without leaving a scar on the skin.

It was the highest stage of a blacksmith who cut down only his coffin and nerves and killed his opponent.

Even though he died, his brother left him the last lesson himself. Stuck tight in the chest.

It felt like something was slowly unraveling.

Flop!

Hyorong's knee hit the ground. He kneeled as if he were falling apart.

"Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh!"

A badger burst out of Hyorong's mouth. Tears burst out like a stream of tears. a feeling of great agitation

I couldn't get over it. Holding on to the dry ground, feeling the pain of tearing his heart, Hyorong said,

I cried without it. Blood-sharing blood died. With your own hands! Ryu-yeon, come with sad eyes.

I was just looking at my inferior friend. There was nothing he could do already. Cry to your heart's content, won.

I'm just trying to get out of my seat so that I can be ruined and wailing.

"I will never, ever forgive the herd that made you do this!"

"Crack!"

Drinking his own blood dripping from his lips, Hyorong decided firmly. Blood blindness

It was strong.

Their summer has come to an end.

The Appearance of the Grand Duke

The giant's anger is huge, too.

"What did you just say?"

"Ji-ing! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!"

The terrible gas from the predecessor of the Black Star, Gal Jung-hyo,

Things around me were screaming.

"My wife... is the sad news that the first young master died under the blade of the white doers."

Rain in the voice of an old man with white hair and white hair who conveys sad news, called a career path from Gal Jung-hyo

There was a lot of connection. Soju was like a child to him. How great is it to be so brilliant?

Did you get the pleasure? However, the unexpected report from the pavilion was a bolt out of the blue.

"How can a child be trapped in a Cheonmareu?"His eyes were burning like a blazing furnace.

"He prayed for an escape."

"It's not like it's once or twice!"

A meeting! Mistrust!

It was an escape attempt seven more times. But that attempt has never ended in success.

All

"This... this time it's a success."

Anger, and suspicion!

"Gal! That's ridiculous!"

A loud lion's roar burst out of his mouth.

He was an old man who has been with him since he was young. Such a career path is a lie to yourself.

There was no way to say it. Furthermore, with the life and death of my son. But no matter how reasonable it is.

Even I couldn't control my emotions. His anger exploded like an active volcano.

"Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

Luxury ceramics of the time, which were decorating various parts of the room, were being broken one by one.

In order to counter this irresistible pressure, the course had to raise its jinx to its full strength.

The fury of the giant was enormous, too.

"What about your father?"

Gal Joong-hyo, who managed to calm down, asked Jinro.

"You don't know yet."

"Don't let me know for a while! I'll take care of this!"

"What do you want to do?"

Career asked carefully.

"Let's follow the law of blood."

Gal Jung-hyo's eyes were blazing like flames.

"Send me a steel harness! Ask Baekdo for all those directly involved in Bongi's death.

Let's do it."

The words "iron-angle scaffolding" sparkled the eyes of the career path.

"What if I refuse?"

"Then we solve it by force. It does not reject armed conflict. Until we get to the bottom of the matter.

I won't do anything."

"Respect!"

Immediately that day, a once-silver horse-riding squadron ran like a gale at the main gate of the Black Heavenly League. The gatekeepers are balls.

I saw them off with a feeling of po and awe. They were one of the symbols of the power of the Black Heavenly Blind.

"Failed!"

The man said in a quiet voice.

Hearing the voice, the reporter's body trembled like an epileptic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I am deeply ashamed of myself."

A cold sweat soaked his spine. I've known him hundreds of times, but he's still an archduke.

I couldn't hide myself shrinking every time I flew. Perhaps it's because of the Grand Duke, who protects him.

Perhaps because of the shadow of the presence, it was not clear that the dead men of the military were fatally slain.

"Didn't you brag that you'd make it?"

The voice of the first man was still unchanged, so it was hard to guess what was inside.

"I hate people who can't keep their word."

"I'm sorry. Kill me, please."

The expression of death brain fatality at once became soft.

"Shall we?"

Only then did the man, who turned his head, look at the fatality and smile. Thousands of lives.

It was the smile of a man who could lose and play and take care of their lives with one finger. If he wants to.

Jeden was at the height of his life.

Oh, my God!

A wind blew into the belly of a fat man. He decided to change his route right away.

It can't be helped even if it looks a little servile. The cheap guy decided to live with it.

"Save me, Grand Duke!"

To be honest, I didn't feel like dying yet.

"He was born a loser.'

Cheershan was deeply moved with fear. A word from a man as worn and worn out as himself.

Dignity to subdue with words! He's like a bolt out of the blue in front of the prince.

I couldn't hold it. Despite his young age, his display has overwhelming dignity and mettle.There was a lump in my throat.

This is the man who was born to reign. That's what the cheap guy believed. If you stand in front of him...

I couldn't help but think. He had a consistent mind when he stood in front of the Grand Duke.

His eyes look a thousand miles away and his hands determine everyone's life. The Grand Duke is behind closed doors.

The power of existence was completely unaware of even the cheap self. I'm trying to find out if it's worth your life.

It didn't do it either.

He who meets the Grand Duke out of unknown pressure and fear will serve him or become an enemy of him.

We had no choice but to make all-out efforts to remove it. Otherwise, when your position is compromised.

It's a door.

The Grand Duke was such a man. No blood, no murder, no fear. And to him, it is implemented.

There was a background and power to make.

"What about him?"

The Grand Duke asked. There was still a teacup in his hand.

"He's dead.

"What about his brother?"

"Oh, he's still alive!"

The face of a young man called the Grand Duke has hardened.

"That means there's still a source of trouble. It's a sad reality! You have the authority to kill two birds with one stone.

He must be very sad if he failed even though he gave it to him."

Cheeshan's face immediately turned pale. I don't know about anyone else, but if his grief is dead,

Dead. Didn't miss you.

"I'll make sure I'll remove it. One more chance!"

Cheater bowed his head as low as he could. The Grand Duke took another sip of the tea.

"If I see Aryong's face again, I think I'll feel weak. When will he be back?"

Cheeshan said, bowing his head deeply.

"I will never show up for the Grand Duke."

"Can I trust you?"

"Of course."

"If we fail, we might end up like this!"

A flash flashed in his hand for a moment.

The bronze lion statue next to Chishana broke down into pieces. the spirit of cheapness

Oysters have been bleached white without any color. The emotion of the name of fear crept from the heart.

It was climbing.

The Grand Duke gestured and instructed him to leave.

"With his name on the line!"

The despicable man, who seemed to have taken the example of extreme politeness, stepped back and walked away. Get out of here as soon as possible.

His movements were quick as if he wanted to.

A man called the Grand Duke looked up at the sky. The sky was high and blue and there was not a cloud.

"Aryong, don't come! If you come... You will die at my hands."

He picked up the teacup again and swallowed the last sip of tea.

"The tea is cold!"

The bitter aftertaste lingered on the tip of my tongue.

Margin family's worries

"Burn it up!"

The rain hit the ground like crazy.

"What do you want me to do about this?"

Ma Jin-ga, the owner of Cheonmuhakgwan, looked around and said in a calm tone.

Maybe it's to make the mood more gloomy, or maybe it's the sky's meanness, or even heavy rain out there.

It was pouring out.

"I don't think there's any other alternative."

An elder rose and expressed his opinion, but it was an opinion that could not be heard.

"So the elder's words are to sacrifice the children? Does that make any sense?"

Margin's voice grew more and more furious. In another giant's mind, there's a quiet rage.

It was burning.

"But he wants all the children involved in the death of his son, Galhyo-bong.

In a demonstration of force against it, the governor said that what they sent was an iron-legged stand.

I'm sure you know."

"Hmmm……."

Iron-angle scaffolding, the Iron Cavalry of Death who uses war horses and piers as weapons. War-trained IronA terrifying demonstration of how brutal a cavalry can be if it learns to do its best.

They were beings.

Human weapon for mass murder! The dispatch of the Iron Bimar force alone is enough to make the Black Crescent race.

It's hard to imagine how much anger Gal Jung-hyo and Musinma Gal Jung-hyuk have in his back.

It was about the size.

But this side didn't have to be quiet either. First of all, they've been staking out unannounced.

The actions of the lieutenant and Chen Gum-jo were self-defense. It's more of a miracle that all of us have been alive.

I wanted to congratulate and praise you. But the elders have this timid attitude.

It was understandable that your margin was frustrating.

It wasn't just Margina who was frustrated. Senate preservation, politeness, mind, heaven.

However, the heavyness was second to the margin price.

'What's going on...….'

Map of regular reports from the Chen Li Tsu Tsuksu that Ryu-Yeon group attached.

It's already been a few days. He has never forgotten his regular reports. a door to one's safety

It was obvious that I had it.

"I feel like my eyes and ears are blocked!"

If Sudokgo was safe, it would have been possible to get an overview of what happened at Mount Mudang.

'Should I give up...….'

I also had to accept the possibility that Sudokgo might not already be in the world. that

His eyes turned to Marjinga, who was blushing again. Now I believe in the judgment of the official.

There was only one.

"According to the testimony of the fabrication team and the fabrication team, that's not the way they've been doing the first attack.

So, does it make sense that you're just bowing to them for armed protest?"

"But the evidence is weak."

An elder has stepped up again. He was a member of the Volcano faction in charge of higher prosecution classes.

"They're claiming that their son, who had symptoms of insanity, escaped from prison in the hope.

Besides, the Black Masks who have memorized the operations have been sent back to take their sons.

That's why I have blood on my neck. Plus, the double-crossed people who claim to have been confronted by the marquis.

His minions don't even have bodies. It's a disadvantage in this state. Besides, the Black Star.

Gal Joong-hyo doesn't seem to know much about this."

"Huh……"

I could hear the murmur from here and there. The elders and the Moussavu are at a loss.

It is.

"Evidence…evidence……, if there is any evidence……."

Those who ran away without a tail managed to erase all traces and run away.

There was no evidence. Salinity, who did not care about site management, also had some responsibility. Completely

Who knew they'd sneak back at night, cover all the tracks, and run away?

There was no way he could have provided evidence. The testimony of the officials is too credible.

It fell.

All the arrows of criticism flew to the salinity and were inserted. I tried to ignore the salinity in my mind.

"I'm not arguing, I'm telling you!"

Margina finally broke her performance and reacted nervously. As expected, these guys are too forward and backward.

It had a tongue.

"They're asking for the law of blood, the law of dissolution. What will you do?

Shall we?"

"I can't give in to their demands!"

The margin family's decision was firm.

In other words, the person who ties the string untie it, and the person who did the work takes responsibility. BlackThe provincial government's law of blood refers to the disability sent by those involved in the case.

In other words, if they pass through the gates and trials, they may consider it as something that did not exist. That means you'll be alive on your own.

It's supposed to be. It was often used when the authenticity of the case could not be clearly determined.

"The crowd they sent is a steel cage! The man who leads the Iron Angled Bimadae is the legend of Heukdo Island.

I'm sure you're well aware of the fact that it's called the Apocalypse. Professionally dealing with peak masters.

The best horse-riding platform in Heukdo, Iron Angled Bimadae and Geolpungmukheun Guchunhak, were built to do so.

To pay is to drive them to their extremities. Besides, the fault is over there.

Indeed, we grant their demands."

"But there is no evidence to suggest."

"Children's eyes and ears are proof."

Once again, Marginga hit the table and raised his voice. Like a squirrel spinning around, the meeting continues.

It was circling around in circles.

"Here we go."

Everyone's eyes were on one person. He was the one who threw up a loud voice a while ago.

"You have no choice but to face each other if you want to!"

The man with blazing eyes was Salinity.

Ryu-yeon's spell was also present in this decision. Ryu-Yeon threw it at Yeomdo who was worried about the situation.

The devil's whisper!

"You have to take responsibility for what you've done!'

Tell him we'll figure it out on our own!'

It is not reliable, but we have no choice but to do what Ryu-Yeon says." The responsibility for doing this.

Instead of Ryu-Yeon, the salinity was supposed to be covered.

'Walking into limbs with children...….'

The high reputation of the iron-angle stele was something he had heard of. But that doesn't mean you're scared.

They were not tax-saving masters, even though they were the pinnacle of combat. As far as salinity knows, that's for sure.

It was.

"I'm not afraid!"

The salinity was echoed in my mind. It seems like there's nothing to fear in this world, but...

There was certainly something to be afraid of, too. I wasn't afraid of anything else. But there's only one! Ryu-Yeon's prediction

He was also very afraid of the impossible.

Fake operations and Cheongeomjo were extremely tired from the work at Mt. Mudang. But the world doesn't want them to.

He didn't give me time to rest.

Encounter with a steel bar

"Why don't we lure them here and then attack them?"

Baek Muyong pointed to one side of the map and said.

He was following this in the name of a friend of Moyong Hwi.

It was his idea that a friend could not be driven into a limb alone.

His behavior, which always seemed to be cold and unprofitable, was not likely to move.

It was very much commissioned by them as well. Of course, no one refused his company, because.

Eh he could be here right now.

"Then it's an ambush."

Moyong Hwi agreed next to him. Baek Muyong nodded.

"To prevent their iron-angle bicheonmas, this part of the forest is glass.

I'll doin'

There was no terrain as easy to tie the horse's feet as in the thick forest. The problem is, they're going to be buried.

It was whether to attract. Nam Gung-sang spoke in a somber tone.

"The question is whether they will be deceived. They're not stupid either, are they?"

What a fool I wish I were! However, it was safe to say that there was no possibility of that. undefeatedIt was an iron-angle stele that boasted a track record. There was a risk of serious injury if you looked down on it.

"You're gonna need bait!"

It was the words of Moyong Hwi.

"We are too few for our enemies. This is considered the best way. They are chi

It's a group of masters who can make a big charge with energy. Their power is the title.

Only those who have experienced it know. I've only heard rumors, but I can feel their power.

I don't understand why high-ranking officials at the Chunmuhak University were so willing to give us such a big job.

I couldn't hurt you.In my common sense!"

Baek Muyong, who complained for a while, began to explain his plan in a lengthy fashion. Which one do

It was a perfect, canonical plan, without any violation of the law of my own. But under the current circumstances, perfect.

There was one who poured cold water on his endless scheme.

"Why do we have to plot this?"

Everyone looked at Ryu-Yeon with a dumb face. The salinity is horribly distorted.

I quickly wrapped the oysters in my hands. I felt gloomy in front of me.

"Before a battle, it is only natural that any battle, regardless of its size or nature, should be devised.

It's a job, it's very common sense."

"Is that so?"

Mo Yong-hwi, who was listening carefully next to Ryu-yeon's face, frowned. Ah.

The wound, which had not healed directly, throbbed. I'm not fully recovered, so everyone stopped me from going, but I'm responsibility.

He was the one who followed me for the reason.

Baek Muyong had no choice but to take the trouble to sign it. If you don't

He was also instinctively aware that Ryu-Yeon might be acting up to something.

"In order for a few to deal with the majority, they must have a ploy. Without a plan, without any plans.

It's crazy to expose yourself to the enemy!"

It was a common sense word that no one could say what was written in the book. It didn't work...….

"It's crazy...…?"

The atmosphere was unusual to think back on the horse in my mouth. I'm the first to notice this kind of atmosphere.

This was the statue of the Southern Palace of the palace. Now I can roughly read Ryu-Yeon's inclinations.

It was him.

"You don't want to stand naked in front of that steel bar, do you? It's... ..."

"It's for crazy people!" I can't say it out loud again.

Swallowed.

"Why not?"

Ryu-Yeon asked back. Ryu-yeon, who kindly affirmed the ominous feeling of the Southern Palace,

He didn't feel very grateful.

"Of course not."

"Why?"

"That's……."

When asked, I couldn't think of anything to answer.

"What about it?"

Ryu-Yeon pressed for an answer.

"That's... because it's against common sense."

"Common sense?"

Ryu-Yeon had a face that he couldn't possibly understand. I've never even considered common sense.

I guess I've never done it before.

"Because that's never going to win. That's why we're going to have to figure out the best way to win.

I'm looking for it. That is common sense."

"What's so complicated?"

Ryu-Yeon complained.

"It's a table, a ceremony, a ceremony. It's called common sense because it doesn't work out when it goes against it!"

Everyone nodded and sympathized with what the court lady said. Ryu-Yeon suddenly became irritated.

'What is common sense? Who the hell was the first to have common sense?'

It couldn't have been known. Ryu-Yeon got up from her seat. Everyone stings with wonder eyes.I looked at him. Among them, there was a dissuasion eye saying, "Please don't do anything ridiculous."

He looked at me begging me to endure it just once. Most of the time, even the eagerness of the young,

It belonged to the fabrication team.

But for Ryu-Yeon, who has never bent his argument, that look can't work.

It was.

"I'll teach you new common sense today!"

People who noticed something strange tried to stop him, but Ryu-Yeon's new model was already there.

There wasn't.

It was grossly quick at least.

"Where the hell did this guy disappear to?"

Moyong Hwi asked with a puzzled face. I can't believe a man as good as himself can't read movements.….

It was a disgrace.

"Don't try to know!"

Nam Gung-sang advised.

"I don't care, it's good to live off your nerves, death penalty!"

On top of that, Yoo Un-gum Hyun-woon added a word. It seems to Moyong Hwi that these two are playing around.

Obviously it wasn't. By the way, what is the embarrassment that surrounds their eyes?

How much more am I supposed to be surprised at this man?'

He was inwardly dissatisfied with the fact that he was constantly surprised and in a position to be beaten.

Where did Ryu-yeon go?

The operatives never wanted to inform Nam Gung-sang and his proposal. When I find out, there's something I do.

Because I instinctively felt that I had to take on my embarrassment. Please work

Namgungsang and Hyunwoon prayed with their hands together that it would end where their eyes were out of reach.

"Rush!"

Once again, the sound of common sense collapsing rang loudly in my head. Tragedy like this and again.

They were very resentful of the reality that they had to avoid.

"Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo!"

The roar of the earth, the waves of black horses sweeping the earth.

A pitch black flag embroidered with a gallant black horse fluttering in the gale! A piercing silence in the sky.

Long! The silent armor that gives the viewer a sense of intimidation!