Chapter - 45 Episode 45. Because it's a volcano. (5)

The next morning.

No, it's embarrassing to say morning.

The door to the white plum opened wide.

"It's morning."

"Oh, I'm tired."

"Oh.

Tooth

Go. I'll die like this.

I'll do it.

Everything."

It was the beginning of a day that was not so different from usual, and it was no different from usual.

But obviously something was different.

There is a subtle force in the foot dragging like a dying sick man. And the voices complaining of fatigue were not the same as before.

And

There are unknown emotions in the eyes of sneaking next to each other.

"Well, I'm going to train hard today."

"Well, yes. It's hard."

"Yes, it's hard, but you have to work hard."

Everyone headed to the warehouse without saying anything. Then lightly carry the training tools and go out to the curb.

Whoo-hoo. It's light. It's light.'

"It looks like your body is full of energy!'

"Is it okay if I'm the only one eating this?" I'm sorry about the death penalty.'

'Huhuhuh. I never thought Chung-Myung would have liked me so much. Give me that precious young man.'

The death penalty is wary of the surroundings.

The death penalty will be disappointed to know that I'm the only one who's been given the right word.'

'I'm sorry, but Young-dan is not common, and only those who want to eat should eat.'

Is there anyone else who got it besides me?'

Each of us was spinning our heads. Chung-Myung told me never to reveal what I ate, so I couldn't say it even by mistake.

Although each other had an awkward look on their faces, Hawasan's three great disciples never dreamed that everyone here would have eaten Youngdan.

The reason?

It's too simple. This is because Youngdan is not a very common thing to get. It takes more than a thousand golds to get Yeongdan to feed all the three great disciples. Even if you have the money, there is no guarantee that you can save Youngdan.

By the way, would Chung-Myung be crazy to save all three of his disciples? They were the three great disciples who knew that they were not worth it.

"Give me that precious young man."'

"Oh, my God, you're up in arms!'

Moreover, those who had taken Youngdan clearly realized the efficacy of the medicine. Hot energy keeps coming up from the inside of my body.

It has not yet absorbed all of Youngdan's energy, but at this rate, it is clear that fatigue will not only go away but also improve internal skills as soon as it is absorbed.

My motivation comes to life and my heart beats.

Tongue!

Then, the door of the white plum opened and Chung-Myung walked out. The three great disciples who confirmed Chung-Myung stood close together in line.

"Well."

Chung-Myung smiled pleasedly at the sight.

All right.

My eyes are sparkling. How sparkling it is, the eyes of the three great disciples shine brighter than the dawn stars seen in the sky.

Why wouldn't that be the case?

It is useless to take it from Chung-Myung's point of view, and it is ambiguous to bring and sell it, but it is a valuable medicine that cannot be obtained even if it is paid for from their point of view.

If I had known that the Youngdan given by Chung-Myung was not made by Eo Joong-jung, but a plum blossom troupe with the history of Hwasan, the reaction would have been even more intense.

Turns out he was a good guy.'

Oh, it's a big distribution. The precious Youngdan.'

"Loyalty, loyalty!"

The three great disciples looked at Chung-Myung with hot eyes. Chung-Myung, who is so passionate, even faltered with embarrassing faces.

So that's why the death penalty gave Young-dan to those who didn't listen.'Chung-Myung felt in his bones that dealing with people should not be done with just a whip.

"Well, let's get a clean start today."

"Oh!"

Chung-Myung pointed to Yeonhwabong with a chin.

"Go get it."

"Eurachaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"I'm number one today!"

"Get out of the way, I'm coming!"

Chung-Myung grinned at the death penalty running to Yeonhwabong.

It's gonna be easy for a while.'

* * *

It's weird.'

The eyes of the sword narrowed.

In front of him, the three great disciples were wielding wooden swords as usual. It was not so different from what Ungum had seen so far.

But the sharp eyes of the fortune-teller found a clear difference.

The blade's stabilized.'

The same swordplay is being developed, but the sharpness and stability have certainly changed.

The Ungum's eyes on the three great disciples became dim.

'The lower body has changed.'

I can feel the strength of my feet. As the foot is tightened, the upper body does not shake, and the upper body does not shake, so it weighs on the end of the sword.

It's good work.

If the tip of the sword is steady, doesn't that mean you can develop the desired candle accurately? Considering that the reason for practicing and sharpening the same sword countless times was to develop it perfectly in the end, it was a great change.

But there is one thing that bothers me.

Is that possible in such a short time?'

By calculation, they needed at least one more year to reach this level. It's a very minimal period of time frame. Realistically speaking, it is not strange at all even if it takes two or three years.

By the way...

"Burn!"

The sword divides Ho Gong.

What?

"Eurachaaaaaaaaa!"

The advancing angle to the floor echoes the ground.

"Huh?"

The Woongeom unconsciously burst into laughter.

It is a good thing that the achievements of the disciples have increased. But I don't understand how the hell this happened.

"No way, that early-morning trainee?"'

The eyes of the sword turned to Chung-Myung, who was wielding the sword from the back.

"……."

That's all I can think of for a reason.

There is no need to dwell on it. It was after Chung-Myung came that the three great disciples suddenly rose. To be exact, it was after Chung-Myung began training with his three great disciples.

The gap between the eyebrows of the fortune-telling sword narrowed.

'Do you mean the training works that much?'

I didn't expect anything great and I didn't allow it. Chung-Myung has heard many reasons, but the reason why Ungum allowed training is because the three great disciples are willing to train themselves.

Of course, there was a realistic reason why Ungum himself could secure more training time.

'I just thought it'd be a good thing if I had a little more desire.'

Isn't it working beyond motivation? That's also to the extreme.

Moreover, the three great disciples were also engaged in training with an unmatched motivation as they realized that their skills were increasing.

"Huh."

I feel strange.

How long has it been since he ran the White Plum to see his disciples shining their eyes so valiantly.

I'm ashamed of myself.

I had no choice but to reflect on myself. The disciples go on training with low motivation, but did the fortune teller have such passion?

Didn't you have to be bothered with the job?

The crybaby sighed low. It is undeniable.

'Even though I knew that the disciples were the future of Hwasan, I was negligent in taking care of his future.'

The more I think about it, the more I feel ashamed. I'm ashamed of my disciples, but I can't help but think of the man who trusted him and entrusted him with this task."Taaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The sword points to the sky in unison.

The Ungum nodded at the sight.

"That's great!"

It was a heartfelt exclamation.

"Everyone's got the edge of the sword alive."

I don't know what more to say. Ungum's eyes turned to Chung-Myung, who was at the back.

It's a strange thing.

Nothing much has changed about Hwasan. But since Chung-Myung came, something has been changing.

The financial problems that have plagued Hwasan the most have also been solved, and the three great disciples are also training with different passion than they used to. Besides, can't you see that my skills are improving?

Is this all a coincidence? Or...?

Woon-gum, who was slightly agonizing, opened his mouth.

"You know, according to the rules, you're supposed to learn the seven-string sword beforehand. One, I can see you guys are passionate about training these days. So, if you do as you do now, I will break the rules and pass on the Taeil sword in advance."

"Oh!"

"Taetaeul Sword at the White Plum!"

As the three great disciples began to murmur, the Ungold sword smiled lightly.

I give rewards to those who work hard. Those who win the prize work harder. If this virtuous cycle can be achieved, these children will grow up to be prosecutors representing Hawasan.

"So don't be lazy for a second in training!"

"Yes, my lord!"

"All right, well, this time you're going to train a jinyuk joint."

An energetic answer rang the smoke and mirrors loudly. The sword laughed happily.

It was then.

Someone comes up to the curb with a quick step.

"Do you have a fortune-teller?"

The sword who turned his head was surprised.

"Now, the long man?"

The Ungum, who hurriedly expressed his respect, looked at Hyun Jong with curious eyes. It was very rare for Hyun Jong to find the white plum's soft armour. No wonder, isn't it Hyun Jong who's under construction?

"You're doing a great job. I have a message for you. Can you spare me a moment?"

"Yes! A long writer."

The Ungum turned his head and shouted at the three great disciples.

"You're learning the Jinsukhap...…."

"Make sure you're learning the Seven Hyun Sword."

"……."

Looking at Hyun Jong, who came in after cutting the horse, Woon-gum made a curious face. But he nodded, saying there must be a reason.

Leaving the children behind, Ungum waited quietly for Hyun Jong's words.

"Lucky sword."

"Yes! A long writer."

"There seems to be a problem."

"Yes?"

Hyun Jong takes a book out of his sleeve and hands it out to Ungum. The complexion was dark. The Ungum asked, accepting the book.

"This?"

"That's the grade from the ark."

"Oh...."

When Ungum, who was alternating between Hyun Jong and the book, saw Hyun Jong's chin gesture to read it, he hurriedly began to read it.

"It's a long story.Isn't … a joint right?"

"Yes, it is."

The dagger narrowed the middle of the forehead.

Yukhap is the martial art that was the basic ball of Hawasan. But now it has been replaced by a joint venture. No longer does the right to coalesce mean anything in Hwasan.

"But why did you...…."

"Have you seen it all?"

"Yes."

"When I first discovered it, I only read it like you. It was so hectic and hectic."

"……Yes?"

"Check out the last chapter. There's a post on the back, too."

"Oh?"

The fortune-teller hurried to reopen the rank. Soon, the face of Ungum, who saw the words written there, distorted mercilessly.

The hand of Ungum, who held the book, trembled.

Pass it on to the latter.

The latter is not to blame for developing and transforming Hawasan's martial arts. Muhak must constantly change and develop.However, the meatball is the basis of Hwasan and the skeleton of Hwasan. Transforming the meatball is no different than twisting Hawasan's spirit.

The latter must bear this in mind.

If there is a seed that transforms the meat, it would be better to be prepared when faced in the future.