"With the mountains!"
Jong Seo-han was irritated with a voice full of anger.
It's not easy climbing Hawasan even though he's mastered martial arts. This rough mountain looked like I'd even drop a bird.
"I don't know what the hell you're thinking of building a conduit in a place like this. This is why we're doomed."
It was the sound of clapping if Chung-Myung heard it.
But Jin Geum Ryong didn't seem to think so.
"Isn't a conduit meaningful in leaving the world and becoming more like nature? It is natural to choose a place where it is not easy for foreigners to enter in and out of studying Tokyo and sharpening themselves."
"What conduit is Hwasan? I'm half a housekeeper. I'll at least understand if a shaman is in a place like this."
"Well, you're right."
Before them, there was a place to rest in between, whether it was difficult for those who climbed Hawasan. Now Jongnam's disciples were sitting on one of them and resting for a while.
One of the students of this university opens his mouth in a serious way.
"Where you go up after all this trouble, you have to have a taste of thinness, but you have to eat grass roots again and sleep in a falling hall."
"I don't want good food, so I hope you can sleep comfortably. I didn't sleep a wink last time because I was afraid I'd fall apart."
"Even open beggars wouldn't sleep in such places. What conduit is this place worse than a beggar's den."
Complaints and disparagement come mixed together.
"I think we should stop this nonsense now. We're the only ones who come all the way to Hawaii. We're the only ones who let them do good things."
Jin Geum Ryong shrugged embarrassingly.
"I know everyone has a lot of complaints, but you'd better calm down. Don't you know how your superiors feel about him?"
"We don't understand that either. Why are you so obsessed with the ruined door?"
"You're right."
"Maybe it's because of the potential."
"Hot potential?"
Someone snorted.
"If I had the power, I would have found my place. I mean, that's where it is, isn't it?"
"Where is Moonpa who didn't have a heyday? Now is the important thing."
When everyone said something disrespectful of wasan, one person opened his mouth still.
"You'd better not underestimate Hawasan too much."
Everyone's eyes went back to one place.
Isong Baek.
He was opening his mouth with an expressionless face.
"You're going to be a disgrace."
Then Jong Seo-han grins and says.
"Like the death penalty?"
"……."
Isong Baek did not respond to the apparent provocation.
"Don't worry, death penalty. We're not going to do anything to keep Hwasan's spirits alive like the death penalty. We'll break the energy that the death penalty has saved."
"I'm saying you shouldn't let your guard down."
"What's the difference between being careless with the Hawasan guys?"
"I..."
Isong Baek was about to say something and quit and sighed low. Whatever he says, it won't work.
Elder Kimok Sung and Isong Baek were the most difficult to enter due to Chung-Myung's work at the top of the galaxy.
In particular, the blame arrows were mainly directed at Isong Baek. Of course, how many people can blame the elder?"Do as you please. But if you let your guard down, it will be you who pay for it."
As soon as Jong Seo-han tried to say something with a frown, he heard a low voice.
"You're not wrong."
Everyone's head turns to one side again.
Everyone stood up when they saw a man slowly climbing the mountain.
"Sit down."
"Yes."
The elder of Jongnam, Sama Seung, who led them, went through everyone once and opened his mouth.
"Did you forget what happened at the top of the galaxy?"
When the word "top of the galaxy" comes out, Isong Baek wince. But the other disciples answered without delay.
"I didn't forget."
Sama Seung's eyes are squirming.
"I was humiliated by the ruined civilization. Do you know how angry the long writer was about it?"
Everyone lower their heads a little.
It is not because he committed a crime, but to avoid anger that is buried in Sama Seung's voice.
"It's enough to be humiliated by Hawasan. We should not suffer such disgrace anymore. How long does Jong-nam, who is trying to rise above the world, have to engage with a third-class civilization like Hwasan? The writer is trying to put an end to his relationship with Hasan with this Jonghwa branch! I will never forgive anyone who is humiliated by a disciple of Hawasan for being careless at all."
Jongnam's servants held their breath at the cold voice of Sama Seung.
"Captainers in battle do not leave any regrets, and lions do everything in their power to catch rabbits. This Jonghwa branch is not just meant to defeat Hwasan, but to trample on his spirit. Do you all understand?"
"Yes, Elder!"
Still nodding, Sama Sung's sharp eyes reach Isong Baek.
"But being vigilant is different from being frightened. Don't you think so?"
"……Yes."
"Hmm."
Sama Seung turned around and looked at Hawasan.
"If you're all rested, get up now. We'll have to get there before they lose their heads."
"Yes."
Jongnam's disciples began to climb the mountain along with Sama Seung in unison.
After climbing the mountain for a long time, Jongnam's disciples, who almost arrived in Hawasan, poured out a word each.
"Yes, it's a real mountain.""
"I really won't come next time."
"If it's like the last time we got here, I'm sure we'll have prose by now."
Climbing this steep cliff, you'll find prose that's all falling down. Then you arrived in Wasan. Those who visited Hawasan the other day ran vigorously up the cliff.
"Huh?"
"What's that?"
And I was embarrassed by the unexpected sight.
Apparently, two years ago, Hawasan's prose was as old as it could be. What else would you say if the door didn't function as a door?
Now, however, where did the worn-out door go and the large newly built prose was welcoming them.
"Are you in the wrong place?"
'No way.'
"Where are the other members of the clan other than the Hwasan faction?"
Their eyes follow the prose up.
The gate has been changed, but the signboard hanging on the prose has not been changed. However, the signboard, which was previously thought to be old and crumbling, turned into antique when it was combined with the newly built giant prose.
When I saw the phrase "Hwasanpa" written in a brave handwriting, I felt an unknown pressure.
"No, what the...…."
Most people already know that the top of the galaxy invests in Hwasan.But it hasn't been long since the top of the galaxy happened. It is impossible to build such a plausible new front door of Hwasan in such a short time, even if it costs the top of the galaxy, not the top of the galaxy.
"This can't be happening."
Jin Geum Ryong murmured absentmindedly.
It's the world's best, isn't it the civil servant, Hwasan? Even that opening is the one who was mocked for rushing to learn from Hawasan.
But what kind of money does the wasan have to make up such a nice prose?
"Quiet."
Sama Seung sharpens low.
"You must have begged for some money somewhere. But even though prose can be changed, it doesn't go anywhere. Don't make a fuss."
"Yes!"
"What doesn't suit you."
Sama Seung walks to the prose with a slightly unpleasant expression.
It was then.
Squeak.
A huge prose begins to open from side to side.
And a man walked out slowly from inside.
No footnote, Hyun Sang.
When he saw Jongnam's disciples approaching the prose, he lightly overtook them.
"Thank you for coming all the way. Elder Sama. I've seen you before. I'm Hyun Sang, the elder of Hawasan."
"It's Sama Seung."
The words that come short compared to the words that go.
But Hyun Sang grinned without showing any offense.
"Nice to see you again. Elder Samar."
"Didn't the long man come out?"
Hyun Sang's eyebrows are wiggling.
"The long man is inside."
"But you've got a visitor from a distance, and you don't show me your face?"
Hyun Sang bit his lips slightly so that he could not be seen.
Samsung is Jongnam's elder.
It's an absolutely high status, but it's not a subject to come and go with the long-written man of Hawasan.
It's not that Sama Seung doesn't know it, but calling out the long-winded man is openly disrespectful of Hwasan.
Hyun Sang pressed down on the rising anger and opened his mouth.
"Have a banquet to welcome the disciples of Jongnam. It's not enough, but I hope you forget the hard work of the long trip and enjoy it."
"Hwasan seems to think it's a feast. He's eating and playing Jonghwa Branch."
"……How can that be?"
"Whatever. Lead the way. I need to see a long-winded man first."
Hyun Sang sighed low.
'There's no place for ignorance.'
Jongnam-do tried to commit violence in the past, but it was not this bad. Maybe he's got his mind set on it.
But hasn't Hyun Jong already exhorted him not to be frivolous? Hyun Sang, who pressed his anger, smiled forcibly and pointed inward.
"Let's eat."
"Hmm."
Sama Seung stepped in with a bit of a rough step. Meanwhile, the newly built prose caught my eye.
I guess he's been sponsored.'
A blind man seems to have smashed money into Hawasan. So you've taken care of the most urgent things. The first things you see in others' eyes, such as prose and complexion.
But there's nothing I can do about the internal halls...….
"What?"
Those who entered the prose unconsciously gasped.
"Well, what about the cabinet?"
"When?"
As you enter the prose, you will notice a wide range of wooden-floored haze halls, which are clearly new.
"Ee, did you repair all this?'
No, is it a new one?
Have you been sent to Hawasan for a second?
"I think it's better than Jong-nam."
The murmur of someone behind their back was representing everyone's feelings. Compared to this figure, Jongnam is shabby.Just two years ago, it was an absolute waste of previous works and already collapsed warheads, but when did this change?
Sama Seung's face was distorted.
When he stops walking, Hyun Sang asks with curious eyes.
"What's wrong with you?"
"What seems to have changed a lot?"
Hyun Sang answers with a big smile.
"Good things happened."
"Is there anyone left to sponsor Hawasan? Don't tell me that those who claim to be famous have stolen."
At that moment, Hyun Sang's face was filled with anger.
No matter how long the writer asked me to do so.But this is an intolerable remark.
"Be careful with what you say……."
It was then.
"To f*ck you."
The sound from the side turns everyone's eyes to one side.
And after seeing the unfolding scene, Sama Seung hardened his face without realizing it.
"Well, what the hell is he doing?'
A series of swarms flutter into his eyes. It seems to have been a long time since he ran, looking at the face of being soaked in luck and falling down at any moment, but he is running without falling down with his staggering legs.
It's obviously a strange sight.
But they weren't where Sama Seung's eyes were.
Where I heard the sound of words.
Next to the group, unlike others, a man with neat clothes and a calm expression is running along with the people ahead as if he were taking a walk.
The little one.
Sama Seung, who fixed her eyes on the child, spoke in a bleak voice.
"What did you just say?"