Chapter 7

Episode 7: The reason you die.

After returning from hunting, I entered the training center and practiced the secret techniques my father had taught me.

From practicing putting energy into the wind to releasing multiple energies at the same time.

Since I didn’t have time to eat, I just ate beef jerky and slept instead of eating a healthy breakfast. The more I practiced, the more I realized how important this skill was. Finding the enemy who is about to attack you first means saving your life.

I worked hard throughout my training. Because I have experienced many times in life that if you don’t walk today, you will have to run tomorrow.

After immersing myself in training for a few days, I left the training center. Now I can freely apply energy to the wind, and the number has also increased to three or four.

Ian was waiting at the entrance to the training center.

“Young master, you should rest now and eat properly.”

“Why are you here, minding your own business?”

“It is my job to protect you, Master.”

It looks like he stayed in front of the training center throughout the training.

It occurred to me that I needed shock therapy to change this stubborn guy’s mind.

“Is it really for my benefit to guard this door?”

“What do you mean?”

“What will you do if someone surprises me?”

“I will throw my body to stop it.”

“How would I feel if someone got stabbed and died instead of me for protecting me? Do you feel good about surviving? Should we dance in the middle of the dance hall?”

“You probably won’t, but... it’s better than dying. And you’re not good at dancing.”

“It’s a selfish sacrifice that only values your feelings.”

I don’t want to label her noble spirit of sacrifice as selfish. But for her, shock therapy needs to be applied like this. The problem is that it doesn’t work.

“yes yes. From now on, please call me a selfish bitch who only cares about my feelings.”

“Ian, do you really want to protect me?”

“yes.”

“Then start practicing martial arts from now on. So, when you really need to protect me, don’t passively block and kill your opponent!”

So, if she becomes strong, that strength will become the foundation for her happiness.

He didn’t respond to that as a joke, but nodded quietly.

Just then, someone shouted from afar.

“Hey you idiot!”

When I turned around, I saw three people walking towards this place. They were disciples of Hyeolcheon Doma.

“This Confucius didn’t show up today?”

Judging by the looks of it, it appears that he visited me several times during my training.

But what? A lump of rain? Did those bastards turn around?

It seems like I can’t be seen because I’m covered by Ian’s big body.

“How many times have you been subjected to this shit?”

“I am okay. “It’s no big deal.”

“If this is not a big deal, what in the world is a big deal? Is it a big deal if your family is slaughtered by the enemy?”

“young master! I am okay.”

Ian was worried that I might cause an accident. If I get hurt, it’s a problem, and if they get hurt, I’ll worry because it’s a problem.

“Ian. You don’t have to worry too much. I’m not going crazy enough to ruin my life because of you. Everyone in the world is like that too. “Everyone take care of themselves.”

Meanwhile they were getting closer and Ian spoke quickly.

“It doesn’t seem like you came with good intentions, Master, so I think it would be best to avoid him for a while.”

“You have to avoid cancer. Avoid wasps, avoid dog poop, and avoid lightning from Father’s Day. But not those.”

Meanwhile, three guys stood in front of me.

“uh? “I guess this Confucius was there too.”

The person who made fun of Ian earlier was Yangpo, the second disciple of Hyeolcheondoma.

I know very well what kind of guy Yang Po is. It was trash in a different sense from the Gupyeongho, which was ridden with mountain gong poison and said it was the vegetables and the rice.

This guy was famous for ignoring people and bullying them personally... Yeah, that kid.

My eyes fell on the handsome one of the disciples who came with Yang Po.

Maybe he was the youngest? He was the most affectionate and kind-hearted among Hyeolcheon Doma’s disciples, but he ended up committing suicide due to Yang Po’s vicious bullying. How many times would a warrior commit suicide after being tormented so cruelly?

Even now, the youngest’s expression was not bright. Maybe I was forced to this place today.

Another guy who came with me was the fourth disciple, whose name I don’t remember, but I don’t remember him as a very good guy.

My eyes turned to Yangpo again.

“Ignoring my escort is ignoring me?”

“I’m sorry, I haven’t seen this Confucius. “You need to be a little bigger.”

“It doesn’t matter if I’m there or not, right?”

“I didn’t see this Confucius together.”

This ignorant guy doesn’t even understand the gist of the conversation.

It can be seen that it is entirely the father’s fault that this guy can come out like this. After it was announced within the school that anyone could become a successor, the specialness of being the son of the Heavenly Demon has faded a lot.

In the end, I’m trying to use this opportunity to earn the title of ‘not even the son of the Heavenly Demon.’

“You came to see me several times?”

“I did.”

“why?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know that? “The old priest is no longer able to learn martial arts.”

“So what? Can you at least provide nursing care? Ian, go get a mop. “Let’s go wipe that guy’s sweat.”

“Hey Confucius! “Do you think I’m joking?”

“Because we’re not in a position to have a serious conversation.”

Perhaps because he thought he had been ignored, Yang Po’s spirit became fierce. It’s laughable that a guy who bullies someone to the point of sending them to death gets so offended by a few words of ridicule.

“If you ruin someone, you have to take responsibility!”

The same was true for Yangpo. He displayed great martial arts skills that were incomparable to his trashy personality. It was a skill that was enough to compete with me at the time.

Of course, to me now, I was just as intelligent as Koo Pyeong-ho.

But in order not to reveal my skills, I faced him head-to-head.

Every time Yang Po pushed me, the priests who were watching let out an exclamation.

On the contrary, Ian let out a single scream every time. Because it was a business meeting that had been mutually agreed upon, we could not have jumped in. Otherwise, there were several situations where we would have jumped in.

Twenty or so rounds of patience passed, and I made my best move.

If you have adjusted to the opponent’s movements so far, now is the time to demonstrate the essence of Bicheon Swordsmanship.

My sword swayed lightly like a willow leaf swaying in the breeze.

Whilick!

Pooh wow!

Red blood spraying out.

My sword was sticking out of its mouth and out the back of its head.

smart.

In everyone’s frozen silence, only blood dripped from the tip of the sword.

I said, looking into the boy’s lifeless eyes.

“You will die because of that mouth. “Because you insulted my subordinate with that mouth and it was with that mouth that you did not apologize.”

With that mouth you killed that good priest, and with that mouth you will kill many others in the future, so you are here.

When the sword was drawn, blood spurted out from the mouth and Yangpo fell forward.

“execution!”

The priests rushed to check on Yangpo, but he was already a cold corpse. They were astonished. He probably didn’t know that I was going to kill Yang Po. Of course, Ian was looking at me even more surprised.

The fourth shouted loudly.

“Killing the executioner? Confucius, you really....”

“Then what did you expect?”

“Can you take care of this?”

I said coldly while looking at him.

“Your mouth also resembles that of a death sentence.”

The guy kept his mouth shut like a clam, probably remembering what I said earlier about him dying because of his mouth.

“Tell it like it is. “If you add even a single word, I will come to you at night.”

They left the place carrying Yang Po’s body. Then I saw. Seeing the youngest child feel relieved. It’s so sad, why can’t you hide your joy when someone dies?

Originally, he would have died while being bullied by Yang Po, but now he lives. The bastard who drank acid poison in his rice died as usual, but the youngest disciple of Hyeolcheondoma, who should have died, is now alive. Destiny can remain the same or change.

‘Good youngest disciple, hold on well and later you will become Thomas’ best disciple!’

That was my wish, but it was up to his will and effort to achieve it.

Meanwhile, Ian was looking at me with an expression that had lost everything in the world.

“You say everyone takes care of themselves? “You told me not to worry?”

“It’s not because of you, so relax your expression!”

“...It’s because of me, right?”

“It’s not true, so don’t be mistaken.”

“Then why did you cause such a major accident?”

“What a great thing this is. “I just killed someone who deserved to die.”

“Elder Hyeolcheondoma will not just sit there.”

“It will just stay there. “Because there is no benefit in coming forward.”

“Is that really true?”

“lets think. This fight started when his disciple insulted this Confucius’ guard. He died while trying to do something that could have been done by apologizing. What benefit would Hyecheon Doma gain from doing this? “You will only be criticized for raising your student incorrectly.”

“It could hurt your pride, right?”

“Hyeolcheondoma does not have that kind of pride.”

“How do you know?”

“know. “I know everything about your handsome master.”

Ian seems to have finally relaxed a little due to my leisure.

“Well, I’m glad.”

“On the contrary, it is to my benefit that I killed Yang Po. Everyone will pay attention to me. “If you have the points needed to become a successor, you’ve added one more point.”

He destroyed Gu Pyeong-ho in Bimu, and now he has killed Yang Po, so all the attention in the school will be focused on him.

“Have you really thought about all that?”

“of course. It’s about killing a disciple of Hyeolcheondoma. “Did they kill me just because I felt bad?”

Hunting left a strong impression on my father. We must continue to drive that momentum.

“Ian, insulting you is insulting me. So don’t say you’re okay in the same situation as before.”

“My thoughts were short-lived.”

“We will be thinking about much more important issues in the future. Wouldn’t the owner of the trash get angry because I took it out? “These trivial and useless worries will last until today.”

Passion flashed through Ian’s eyes toward me.

“You’re serious. “Young master... you’ve really changed.”

“That’s also why you need to change.”

The change in me over the past few days was enough to bring about a change in her.

Ian nodded.

“I will change too. “I will become stronger!”

It won’t be as easy as it sounds. You will think and look back again and again and have a hard time. It’s never easy for a person’s life to change. My change, which seemed easy, was possible because of my past life.

“And thank you for today, Master. I was so happy when you took my side earlier. “I mean it.”

“Of course I should be thankful. “Never forget today for the rest of your life!”

she laughed It wasn’t just a smile, it was a big smile that made both eyes sink completely into the flesh.

Yes, smile like that. Now that I have returned, smile like that and live.