Book 11 Chapter - 5

Their unperturbed appearance, with them right around the corner, instilled great anxiety in his mind.

However, once it started operations, it was impossible to step down.

"Oh, it wasn't a business, it was a proposal! You said habits are scary...… by the way,

Why are these guys so nonchalant?"

No matter how many times I looked around, there was no nervous or embarrassed b*tc*.

This has hurt his pride a lot today.

Some of the delegates were already sitting around the table, chatting and watching Juni.

As Namgoong-sang declared, the only person who took part in this work was a member of the operative.

Namgung-san opened his mouth first.

"First of all, a bio that pays tribute to your ignorance, recklessness and courage that stood in our way.

Now you will pay for it."

What the f*ck are you doing?"

Im Gae was furious at the courteous greeting of the Namgung Sang. He was originally a patient man with no connection from his previous life.

"Captain, you must not fall into the enemy's cataclysm from the beginning. Please be careful."

The voodoo transfer advised in a low voice.

"What, what" closet...What did you do?"

"Phew, just don't get mad at me because I'"

Inevitably, the transfer was released in plain language. But Im Gae must soon avenge his kindness.

"You just laughed at me, didn't you?"

What do you mean, "yes"?"

Transfer shrugged his shoulders and pretended not to be.

"Hey, you son of a b*tc*! Why do you use difficult words instead of easy words?

Does his head lack an institution that senses gratitude?"

Perhaps, the efforts of the leader to improve the culture of the leader seemed to come to naught every time.

"I think it's logical to make a common statement first."

Namgoongsang is very interested in the division of the boss and the voodoo, but he's hungry.

There was someone rushing me, so I tried to get things done quickly.

And above all, Ryu-Yeon is very uncomfortable.

If you don't get things done quickly, maybe the spark will hit you.

He was no longer a beginner in this sort of thing.

"Well, I've forgotten to formally introduce you'really.

I'm the Debtholder Transfer in charge of administrative affairs of Heukrangchae, the owner of this mountain.

And this is Chae Ju of Heukrangchae."

Im Gae, who was introduced, stepped forward with an arrogant step.

"I am the owner of this mountain. If you want to go down the mountain, give her my wife!"

It was a simple and plain declaration to the point of vulgarity. Transfer turned his head away because he felt like his culture was being insulted.

Some of the delegates wriggled their eyebrows at the word "Black Rangchae".

It was a very familiar name. Lim Sung-jin was so surprised that he almost dropped his gon.

Ryu-yeon also remembered hearing about the labor and management's "Power Distribution" lecture.

"Noklim Oppa!"

The salinity murmured in a small voice. But no one could not hear it.

"I was wondering why he was so strong...At least you're not some bandit."

Binggumdo Noklim Opae's reputation has been heard for quite some time.

The boss and the voodoo are having a good chat. I thought it was ridiculous, but it wasn't much.They were not as ordinary bandits as their appearance.

Noknim Opae refers to the five most powerful greenhouses among the seventy-two greenhouses.

It was different from bandit gangs such as clumsy wild dogs, which had no other discipline.

They were the center of the most unemployed power to maintain a reputation of seventy-two.

"Then you must be the Black Rang Chaeju Black Rang Bu Imgae."

Nam Gung-sang looked at Jang-han with eyes that changed the opponent's evaluation a little.

"Hahaha! I'm glad you know this old man's name!"

Imgae set off the light. "Did he think his reputation resonated with the dead?"

"I don't know who we are, but I'm sure you knew we were Murim, so that's about it."

Only then did Binggum understand their unknown confidence.

But even so, it was ridiculous.

"Is this old man's work? Do you still have the courage to fight back?"

With his chest wide open, Im said proudly. Nam Gung-sang didn't feel worth answering.

"You can take the money with you. Today is my wedding day, so I'll give you that much generosity!"

"Which priest?"

"Of course it's her!"

It was Na-Yerin that he pointed to. Once again, everyone looked ridiculous.

What Lee said earlier was not a joke.

"Wasn't that a joke?"

Nam Gung-sang asked again.

"Who are you kidding?"

"Then I must be crazy."

Perhaps the most important purpose of today's appointment was to marry.

His whole nerve has been fixed to Na-Yerin since its inception.

So, Nam Gung-sang said he was crazy, but he didn't care much and looked at Na-Yerin with a look of ecstasy.

"Gwa, will it be………."

Im was about to run away. The man who was spying on me was just as I said.

When the Heavenly Fairy came down to earth, she hit me on the head for white talk.

I thought I'd have to give him a reward for his praise.

I've never seen such a tight-eyed beauty before.

As soon as he saw her, he fell in love.

I felt like I was being sucked into the elegant figure. Even now he felt like he was floating on a cloud.

Beyond that daze, the blind man decided to show loyalty.

He raised his hand, spread his palm wide, and waved up and down in front of the boss's eyes.

However, the eyes of Immin, fixed on Na-Yerin, did not intend to return to their place.

Na-Yerin's spell that captivates people on every cheek was inevitable.

Na-Yerin, for a moment, frowned at himself with an obnoxious, lewd look.

Although it's not something I've experienced once or twice, I wasn't immune.

Ryu-Yeon didn't miss the look on her face.

"Well, wipe your saliva, you're a disgraceful."

Nam Gung-sang warned and said a word.

But he looks at Na-Yerin and looks at his boss with a look of frustration or sadness.

The transfer didn't even answer back.

Feeling that his words were clearly chewed, the face of the Southern Palace frowned slightly.

"We have a long way to go, so let's get it over with. I challenge you.

I'll see with my skills if you're entitled to say such a ridiculous demand before us."

With a clear sound of "Chaeng," a sword was pulled out of Namgung Sang's sword collection.

"Huh, you're gonna have to deal with me and the Black Rangster." Hahaha!"Hahaha!"

"Giggling!"

The men surrounding the mine, which seemed to explode, burst into laughter together.

It was clear that they were blinded by women and were not even trying to find out what they were.

Let's go!

Nam Gung-sang raised his hand.

Let'sneak!

It was a brilliant speed. The bandit who was surrounding the delegation in two layers,

Everyone was shocked by the unexpected appearance in front of them.

It only occurred to me for a moment, "What was gray?" But this was a fact of no deception.

The Southern Palace sends out a signal, and at a rate that is hard to even capture with eyes.

The marquis were scattered across the front, facing the siege.

"What, what?"

Im Gae pointed his finger in bewilderment.

"Darn it!"

Transfer spewed a bad blood in his stomach. I had a bad feeling about it.

"I am Namgung Sang, the fourth-year student of Cheonmuhakgwan and the enemy of Namgung Sega.

I think you deserve a fight."

The transfer felt as if it was getting dark.

"I'm screwed!"

I think I chose the wrong opponent.

It was an uncharacteristic mistake that he always boasted that reason precedes action.

However, it is already open to business. At this rate, I couldn't roll my tail because of my face.

Now I just expect the opponent to save their face on their face.….

Judging from their outrageous demands, it seemed impossible.

"Namgung Sega……."

Im Gae was drooling. It was a background that I dare not take lightly.

And it was a group that should never be turned around no matter what.

It was wise not to build a grudge relationship as much as possible. But his pride didn't allow the name to fall behind.

Heuknangchae is still green.

But the name Namgungsang kept lingering in his head.

I'm surprised that that shallow-looking bastard is the enemy of the Southern Palace.

The name was by no means unfamiliar.

"Where did I hear that?" "Namgoongsang" Namgoongsang" Namgoong...Oh, my God, my God!

Lim's eyes flashed open.

"Seo... is it the green-eyed, cheesy trickster?"

"Right! It won't taste good even if you chew it."

There was no reason to hide it, so Namgung-sang admitted it gently.

But it was the first time they had ever become green enemies. He seemed to have gained fame in the wrong place without knowing it.

"Oh, my God."

Suddenly silence and silence came to the bandits. The air that instantly covered them was an air called fear.

"Why are they afraid of you?" And how did Namgung's name know they were a mastermind?"

Hyorong's question about Lim Sung-jin was natural.

"Well, maybe it's because of the past flashy track record of the past.

And it means that Nokrim still hasn't forgotten what happened two years ago."

2 years ago!

It was the same time when the operations team returned to Cheonmu Hakgwan after completing a special summer camp at Amisan Mountain.

With the car!

Even before Lim Sung-jin and Hyorong's conversation was over, Namgung-sang took off for the appointment with a clear sound of the sword.

A white flash fell from the sky to the Imagination with the momentum of Ildo.

Chae-Chaeng!

The sound of the sword and the axe violently striking rang the whole mountain.

It was the sound of Im-gae's axe blocking the powerful sword of the Southern Palace, falling from the sky as if the earth were divided.

The white sword of the Southern Palace was about to be cut in half.

Unable to break through the defenses of his axe, he was blocked by a wall of black langbu.

"Oh, my God!"

Namgung-sang, who stepped back five steps at the moment of the collision, felt his trust in him crumbling. His first sword,A second of Namgung Gumga, who boasts a long and long history, is lightly blocked by a sack of mountain bandits that is unknown even by birth.…. I couldn't believe it.

No matter how Noklim Opae is, he thought lightly that a bandit would be an eternal bandit.

It was a statue of Namgung that I did not remember meeting the bandit and swinging the second sword.

Sadly, however, we are in a position to break that record today.

He looked with stunned eyes at the axe of his black, beaked man who blocked the sword.

Im Gae was a man of divine power to match his tall giant physique.

But it wasn't just Nam Gung-sang who was embarrassed. The appointment was also embarrassing.

"Hey, you! You're so good-looking that you can't believe you're so good-looking.Is this the power of the Southern Palace?"

From the top of the head to the crotch, I almost broke it in two. The skull almost split like a watermelon split.

He picked up his axe in a hurry and instinctively stopped the sword from falling like a thunderbolt.

Rather than breaking the opponent's sword, which was much lighter than the axe, he had a big wound on his axe blade.

The teeth on the day were as big as teeth, and they looked ugly.

"What a difference between Green Rim and Oppa!"

Nam Gung-sang burst into admiration. It might be a mistake to see it too simply.

"You, too!"

The owners of Noknim Opae were all those who received martial arts directly from Gwangpungmarang Imdeokseong Fortress, King Noknim.

It was absurd to treat it like ordinary bandits.

It seemed impossible to subdue with simple herbivores. Every single blow to him that wield the axe.

The "winging" wind cracked.

Every second felt a simple but ignorant force.

"That's the shape of Lady Heuklang, who used King Noknim's "Gwangpung Marangdo" as a side method.

The ferocity is as ferocious as a wolf's prey."

Changhong burst into admiration for the ferocity.

"If we face each other, we'll be more than happy to make a waste of our sword."

Hyorong shook his head too. It was foolish in itself to face such ignorance.

In this case, it was desirable to avoid direct clashes and attack indirectly.

"Bad twins!"

When Nam Gung-sang kept avoiding like a loach, but he didn't come back, the pregnant dog with the baby fiercely attacked him.

Swing the axe in a bell-shaped manner, he rushed in.

Two lines of pipelines came in toward the left and right sides of the South.

"White line!"

For now, defence was a priority. The statue of Namgung lifted a sword and hit the side of the axe to let go of the enormous strength contained in it.

The supporting foot entered the ground, drawing a large trajectory. It wasn't easy to spill.

"However!"

Ryu-yeon's eyes glistened as he was watching.

"The bigger and heavier the weapon is, the greater the loophole that appears when the attack fails."

In that sense, Im-gae was too ignorant, reckless and lacking in surroundings.

"Blackbirds, wildcakes!"

It was the last change in herbivorous, an ax that fell like firewood from top to bottom.

An axe is originally a weapon that suppresses an opponent with weight and strength.

Therefore, it was the scariest herbivore to shoot a straight line falling from top to bottom.

But the Southern Palace statue is terrified of a blow to the top of his head, building a scarlet.

He turned slightly, facing the attack to the end without showing signs.

His physical presence had been as smooth as he could be in training to strengthen his physical fitness complex physical fitness.

Boom boom!

An ignorant sound containing a firm will to make two pieces of land vibrated the mountain.

However, no matter how powerful herbivores are, they are useless.His grand plan to cut Namgungsang's sword in half and separate his neck and body also failed.

His tactics were a failure.

It was after the movement was already read by the opponent.

Im Gae tried to overpower his skills, but Nam Gung-sang's speed and skills were already far above that of Im Gae.

Im Gae had to pour all his energy into supporting his Black Rang, which was pulled to the nomination.

Then his head, torso and arms were left completely defenseless.

It was a golden opportunity. And Nam Gung-sang never remembered training Ryu-yeon to miss a golden opportunity.

Nam Gung-sang stabbed the sword into the open space.

There was no need for complicated herbivores at this moment.

It was just a bell.

"It's over!"

As soon as I saw his black ax fall straight from the sky, my salinity said,

Binggum nodded as if to agree with him.

That's because they know it's almost impossible to make up for when that loophole is exposed.

Unless someone's a master helps with the appointment.

"Not yet!"

It was a short comment by Ryu-Yeon.

Slip!

At that time, there was a black bag that leaked the sword of Namgungsang, which was piercing sharply, from the edge of Imgae's neck.

Detectives

An intruder who popped up from nowhere without permission.

The statue of the Southern Palace was deflected from the side as if it had slipped on ice on the body of the black intruder.

Thanks to this, Im Gae managed to save his life from fatal injury.

However, as soon as he saw the face of the rescuer, Lim Ga-e thought that his eyes were so illusory that they were discarded.

Blank...!

Surprised! Distrust! Disappointed!

Nam Gung-sang looked at Im Gae once again with surprised eyes.

To be exact, I looked at the masters of the sword, who suddenly appeared under the nose of Im-gae.

Surprisingly, the man who let his sword slip lightly, the owner of the sword was the ordinary-faced main character, Fan Dong-ju.

The sword emanated by a man of the size of the Southern Palace, however simple it may be - attacks are as powerful as they are.

It was not easy to let go so lightly and so smoothly as to hardly feel any resistance.

If you're not a master at your peak, you're not even halfway through it.

That is what a bandit debtor has done. The same was true of all delegates who were surprised to see their jaws fall out.

No matter what anyone says, it was already over. Only the last judgment remained!

"Oh, my God, I'm hesitating, and I'm selling crap! I warned you so much, but you didn't understand.

I told you not to hesitate when swinging a sword.….

If you hadn't hesitated, you wouldn't have given me a chance to intervene. Tsk tsk tsk!"

The face of Namgung-sang blushed at the reproach of Salinity.

Gunja simple sword

Nam Gung-sang looked at the transfer with blank eyes.

Neither salinity nor bing sword were much different from ridiculous.

"Hey, ice man! Since when has the green alpine voodoo been upgraded to that level?"

Binggum shook his head. The sword, which flew so fast that it could not be seen, was later released and sent away with minimal movement. It has made the maximum effect with minimal effort.

The spilling motion was also neat and elegant.

"Since when has the hierarchy of greenery been so disrupted?"

The question of salinity was a matter of course. The standard of green forest was for the strong to sit at the highest seat. No need for school ties, no delay, no blood ties.

It was a sin in itself to be weak for those seeking strength."Oh, this is the first time I've seen debt stocks stronger than bonds in Green Forest."

Funny how this master of black bean curd is not a black bean curd, but a black bean curd, who was there to assist him.

His specialty was transportation, which he thought was his only ability to show off his knowledgeable speech skills.

"I'm sorry, but I had no choice but to stop Confucius' sword as a supporter of Chae-ju. I hope you understand."

Perhaps because of the manipulation of the sky or the fate of the earth, the transportation was the first type of green forest that I had ever encountered as a statue of Namgung, who had met many historical paddles not as old as well.

He has never met such a courteous bandit. It came to him with a kind of trauma that had been lost.

To Nam Gung-sang, who has been in a mental panic for a while, I hope you'll excuse Chae-ju's misdeeds.

The transfer went on to speak.

"I'm sorry, but as I get older, I don't grow up, and as I get older, I'm going to have a young wife."

Even if you don't know and try to force yourself,

Even if you like to drink and play and fight all the time, or if your drunkenness is extremely bad,

He's always ahead of reason, sometimes reckless, and he's our black-and-white bondholder who can't help it.

I hope you understand and understand that I cannot let you die here."

The face of Im-Gae, who was mentally beaten by a nonchalant, lucky, linguistic nanta of transport, grew darker and darker.

There is no authority or respect for Chae-ju, no matter how many times he tries to beat her.

He was so dumbfounded that he couldn't even speak properly.

I wanted to grab him by the collar and teach him to stay up all night.

Once he's been helped by the transport, he's in a position to save his life.

I had nothing to say.

"So why don't we end up here quietly?" I think it would be beneficial for both sides?"

Namgung-san looked at the salinity. As expected, the salinity was shaking its head.

The fiery nature of the salinity could not have covered this up.

Maybe he's happy to have a good practice partner.

"I can't believe it!"

Nam Gung-sang refused to say that word. His usual frail appearance was nowhere to be found now.

"I thought it would end without a hitch when I stood in the way of a delegation from the Volcano Covenant Branch of the Chunmuhakgwan."

As long as we stand in the way, we must pay the price accordingly!"

"Cheo, Chunmu Academy!"

"Hua, Volcano Branch!"

Only then did they realize that they were now playing with fire by the oil warehouse.

It has touched a group that should never be touched.

"I stepped on the shit!"

Lee Dong-eun, who uttered an uncharacteristic sound inside his face, immediately reflected on himself, thinking that he had made vulgar remarks.

Then he clenched his sword firmly.

"These days, the Chunmuhakwan delegation has no money, so they don't carry a single identification flag?"

I wouldn't have touched a finger with that flag! I could only think of it as luring on purpose.

It was a meaningful look with the question, "What should I do?" but ignored the salinity.

A state of East Sea is constantly showing an interest in salinity has burst on the scene, swordsman.

The sword-wearing ice sword is probably sweeter than he is. One sleep was enough to identify cilantro and sewage.

It is possible to distinguish cilantro or sewage just by pulling out a knife.In that context, the author was a master. It was also a superb swordsman with considerable skill.

Not many people let go of the white light, which is the beginning of the Namgung Sega's white light sword.

The inspection of transfer was thoroughly defensive.

Even now, despite the constant offensive of the Southern Palace, he only defended silently and never fought back.

But that didn't mean to be sloppy.

Even now, his sword was spilling the sword of the Southern Palace with minimal movement.

It was amazing to be able to concentrate on defense in such a gloomy succession.

What was more surprising, however, was that his sword was not an apostle's, but an extremely orthodox sword.

There is no way that such inefficient inspection can be learned by using evil in safa or green forest.

"What the hell is he?"

I thought I could get a history by looking at more herbs. Salinity pressed his eyes and gazed hard at his candle.

It was the same with the Bingkum.

"I'm sure I've seen this before……?"

As he watched the continuous dagger of the statue of Namgung and the transport, he muttered to himself. With that level of prosecution, you can't be unaware of it.

If I hadn't seen it myself, I would at least have heard it.

Defense-oriented prosecution, which was so thoroughly excluded from the attack, was very rare in this tough team.

It's decent to say the least, but it's not substantial to say the least, and furthermore, it's less practical.

I mean, should I say practicality...….

The statue of Namgoong continued to attack, and the transport was defending itself by blocking or spilling the attack.

What was surprising, however, was that the transfer never attacked, even though it had already passed about 20 sums.

It was certainly not just defensive.

He was blocking the sword of the Southern Palace, which attacked at a dazzling speed like a white lightning.

It was a prosecution that had no choice but to expect the opponent to get tired of his own pool because there was no valid attack.

What an honest sword like that...…, unlike a bandit, I could hardly find despicable.

The sword used by a bandit is honest and fair...…"

Who would believe that he is the notorious Green Rim Oppa's black langchae fan stock?

"Yes, like a superior...…."

"Like a superior man, a sword of no substance!"

A flash of instantaneous flashes penetrated the Bingkum's mind.

"Goonja S.D. Transfer studies!"

A name with surprise came out of his mouth.

"Ha Buk Sip Sword!"

It was a word that burst out of the mouth of Yeomdo. Due to the murmur of the surrounding area, the inspection of the statue of Namgung and the tombstone for transportation was stopped.

Namgung-sang, who had just stood on the sword with him, also looked at Lee Song-hak with an unexpected look.

He was a celebrity who had heard rumors when it came to Gunja Prosecutors' Office.

Gunja S.D. Transfer Science!

He, commonly called the Gunja sword, was known as the owner of the most honest and benevolent sword in Gangho.

Even with his inept swordsmanship, people have found him one of the best swordsmen in the North.

I didn't hesitate to put ten people on it.

Then, there was an analysis that he was an amazing sword genius even though he was still alive.

The only attack is a few seconds away, almost useless.

How great it is that he has survived even with a crippled prosecution (some criticize like this) that is full of defensive style.

However, he disappeared from the North several years ago.There was no word on his whereabouts after that.

It is said that even on the day of the disappearance, his room was tidy.

So no one recognized that he disappeared like smoke.

Until a month later, his whereabouts were not found.

"Why do you think you're the elder of the Harbuk Ten Swords and the right to justice?"

The question was omitted: "Are you enjoying the bandits with the green forests here?"

When asked by Binggum, there was a sense of frustration on the face of Gunja Minority Prosecutor Lee Dong-hak.

But you can't get out of here today without talking about the ups and downs of life.

I realized the truth and gave up.

Lee began the story with a long sigh.

"Whew…, I'm so smooth-tempered that I didn't think I'd feel much better if I lost.

"A good man like me gives birth to a small desire to win.

I can control myself brilliantly. Winning or losing doesn't really matter!"

I've always been repeating myself.

But it wasn't until I lost to someone that I realized how weak I was with the obsession of competition."

His face was filled with deep remorse.

"Who was he? Who was he?"

Binggum had never heard of a crushing defeat of Gunja Minor's Yi Song-hak by anyone.

"Unfortunately, he was a boy."

"Boy?"

The two men, Salinity and Bingkum, had a sudden heart attack. "Come on, don't tell me. I don't think so...."

The two decided to calm down for now and keep listening.

"It was a disastrous defeat that I suffered after not being able to use my hands properly.

Then I realized what a lefty frog I was in a well.

He was a boy who didn't even look 20 years old. He was a young but very cold-faced boy.

I can't believe I've been beaten by a boy who's not even young enough to live in this world.

That's what I thought."

Push, push!

Salinity and Binggum had to experience the pain of a dagger being inserted into the heart every time Lee's mouth was opened.

They could quickly agree with his insipid remarks.

Somehow it didn't seem like someone else's story.

"I've been wondering if I've been living in a world of futility."

Well, well, both salinity and bingo nodded at the same time.

"I thought I'd die with a knife in my mouth. I felt like I was being humiliated. I feel like I've been teased...….

It's probably because I felt instinctively that the boy overpowered me without going all out.

It was a shame that I had to suffer even though I didn't do everything in my power to a boy."

I felt like tears would flow from my eyes if I listened a little more.

It was my first time hearing such a long and touching story.

I wanted to run and hug him. He might have done it on a whim if it hadn't been for the eyes around him.

"I understand, I understand, I understand! The heart that breaks! You know me, buddy!"

But he endured and endured with extreme restraint and patience.

Did the boy, by any chance, force you to be his disciple?"

Salinity asked in an urgent voice.

"Yes." What do you mean?"I looked at his face and it didn't look like it. Salinity breathed a sigh of relief in his mind at the fact that the alumni brothers did not have to increase again.

"Oh, no! Keep it up!"

Salinity urgently changed the subject. Words continuing to reflect on the past of Lee Dong-hak.

"That's what the boy said. I'm so stuck in a rut that there's no progress.

They say it's too much to be stronger unless you break the mold.

I couldn't remember well for a few days after that. Maybe he left the house and walked aimlessly.

And when I woke up, I found myself in this crowd.

By the way, who are you?"

The two, who were listening to Lee's story, took off their satchets.

He was wearing a satgat because his usual description was so noticeable.

Only then could Lee Dong-hak discover that the two people talking to him looked very familiar.

"My name is Binggum Kwan Cheol-soo, who is in charge of the general labor and management of Cheonmu Academy."

Only then did Binggum introduce himself.

"It's salinity!

It was a blunt introduction to salinity.

"Oh! Well, then you're the famous……."

He wasn't the only one who turned pale. Most of the historical sites introduced by the two turned bluish.

Some bandits coughed as if they had been choking heavily.

There was also a bandit who grabbed the heart and made all kinds of impressions.

Only then did they realise how reckless and stupid they were trying to do.

All the arrows of criticism were directed at the appointment of Chae-ju.

Like everyone else, Im Gae, who had a dark complexion, had nothing to say.

"I heard that water and fire never mix and never go together……."

That's why Lee Dong-hak didn't think for a moment that these two were the famous two.

The bingo murmured in a wry tone.