Chapter 9

Episode 9: What I think of as magic.

The next day, Ian came to see me with a puzzled look on his face.

“How did I come back yesterday?”

“You came back carrying me. “I don’t remember how I got back.”

Then Ian’s cheeks turned red.

“Don’t lie. I wasn’t that drunk. It was very heavy, right? “I’m sorry, master.”

“It would be a lie if I said it was light. It wasn’t heavy enough to make me feel sorry. “Look at these forearms!”

“Wow, your thin forearms have gotten even thinner already.”

“Look straight at the lumpy muscles!”

After exchanging jokes like that, Ian bowed his head.

“Thank you, master.”

“Let’s drink again next time.”

“Yes, master.”

As she was about to turn away, she asked again.

“If I have made a mistake with my words, please forgive me with a generous heart. “To be honest, I don’t remember what I said.”

“Don’t worry, I didn’t make a mistake. Oh, if you make a mistake next time, use your right of pardon.”

“The right to pardon? what is that?”

“It is my right to be forgiven even if I make mistakes or mistakes.”

“Did you give it to me? “You didn’t receive it?”

I held out my hand to her.

“handshake.”

Ian held my hand with his large hand.

“Okay, I’ve issued it now.”

“Isn’t it possible to get at least ten sheets of what you’ve already given me? “I will follow you around for the rest of my life, so wouldn’t one copy be enough?”

“no! It’s just one piece. So use it sparingly!”

“yes! young master!”

Her brightly smiling eyes disappeared into the flesh.

‘If there is someone in my life who can be forgiven, where will I be and where will you be? You have to issue me fifty copies of the pardon...’

* * *

That night, I was sitting alone and practicing to release energy.

While detecting three locations at the same time, a person was detected by the energy flying to the left.

These days, I’ve been immersed in the fun of finding out what kind of person the other person is through energy. When I find someone while sending out energy, I start by scanning the person from head to toe. How tall are you, what weapons do you use, and what is your martial arts level?

This time too, just when I was trying to look at the other person.

The opponent sneakily dodged to the side.

Thinking it might be a coincidence, I sent my energy towards him. But the other person moved to the other side again and avoided my energy.

‘Surely you don’t know and avoid it?’

This thread-thin and secret aura was something the other person could never detect.

But the other person started avoiding me as if he could sense my energy.

Who on earth is this?

I was curious about the other person. I continued to vent and left the room.

Practice releasing energy while moving. Of course, you had to expend mental energy several times more than if you were to exert it while standing still, but in actual combat, you would be more likely to expel energy while moving.

I felt the other person step back. I chased after him as he ran away, seemingly on the verge of being caught.

The place we arrived at was a pavilion of civil war.

The moment I saw who was standing there, I unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

“father!”

The person who brought me here with my energy was my father.

“That’s right. “I was nervous because I thought someone else had sensed my energy.”

“What a great energy. “You might even notice the dog snoozing under the fence over there.”

“Don’t dogs naturally have good senses? But what is going on in my residence?”

“It was a passing road.”

Even though he said that, he was definitely looking for me.

“Seeing that we meet by chance like this, we must be destined to be in a relationship.”

“That’s the end of the story.”

“yes!”

I closed my mouth and quietly gazed at the night sky my father was looking at.

After a while I asked.

“When are you going to decide on a successor?”

I can assure you that my father has never thought or heard of something like this even once in his life.

Because this idea was not something I learned or realized at my school. This is what I felt myself while wandering around the midfield all my life.

“If we don’t establish the magic path properly, we won’t last long. In order for us to survive... we must punish ourselves.”

Even my father, who was good at hiding his emotions, could not hide his shock at this moment. This is the father who blows an earth breeze in the face to confirm a lie. But at this moment, my father showed no reaction. Even though the story unfolded that even if the earth wind blew, it would have blown ten times more.

My father was deep in thought. Even though I lived a longer life than my father, I couldn’t guess what he was thinking right now.

But I feel one thing for sure.

It’s only been a few days since I returned, but the fates of my father and I are changing. We are beginning to turn towards a different future.

Finally, my father broke the long silence.

“Do you have any more arrogance left to shake?”

“No, not today.”

I scratched my head and smiled awkwardly.

“I think I know why Hyeolcheondoma came to me and told me to punish you.”

“Why?”

My father’s confident eyes shined intensely.

“I read something from you. That’s why I’m trying to test you through me.”

“I guess I read the possibility of him becoming a successor.”

“It may be a risk that will destroy our school.”

“Either way... this old man like a skull has some sense.”

My father stared at me for a moment, then walked out of the pavilion in stride as if he had made up his mind.

“Follow me.”

* * *

My father took me to the deepest part of Cheonmajeon. It was a place I had heard of and knew well.

A small signboard hung above the stone cave.

Socheon-dong (小天洞).

I was shocked and shouted to my father.

“You’re not telling me to go in here, are you?”

This is a kind of training center for the later masters who will become Cheonma.

Usually, the disciples or children of the Heavenly Demon enter when they are taking a test.

It should never be ignored as a training center.

You can go in as you please, but you cannot come out. I heard that if you can’t break through the gate, you’ll never be able to get out. The success rate is half. In fact, half of the Heavenly Demon’s blood relatives who entered this place lost their lives here.

That’s why my ambitious older brother never said he wanted to join this place.

However, it was also a place that one had to pass through at least once in order to become a Cheonma. Because all those who became Heavenly Demons passed through this place. Looking at it this way, Cheonma is also one of the extreme occupations.

“I went here too when I was your age.”

“So how soon did you come out?”

“Two months.”

“oh my god. “Are you telling me to spend two months of my brilliant youth in this dark and damp place?”

“Don’t be mistaken. For me, it’s two months, but the average breakthrough time is three years.”

My father is a man who is evaluated as having the greatest military talent among the Heavenly Demons of all time. Cheonmujiche may have been able to do this because he inherited his father’s blood.

“Father, why are you doing this to me?”

“Didn’t you say it earlier? “I plan on punishing you.”

“Isn’t this too harsh a punishment?”

“The sheep you killed will spend eternity underground.”

“He received cheers and applause from the people he had bullied.”

But my father had already made up his mind.

father. Are you really sending me to a place where I could die? You said that old man told you to punish him?

Suddenly, I remembered the mind-reading words my father had mentioned while hunting.

‘Do you mind if your son dies? Or are you hoping that I will come out stronger?’

It was a place where you would be punished if you didn’t make it out alive, but it could be a reward if you did come out alive.

‘Or are you trying to protect me from the blood chopping block that sticks out of my pocket like an awl?’

Because my father did not reveal his feelings at all, I had no idea what his intentions were.

When my father touched the stone slab next to the cave and injected his own internal force, the stone door opened.

Drum.

When my father looked at me telling me to stop nagging and go in, I no longer refused.

“great. “I will come out faster than my father.”

Drurr.

My father spoke through the closing stone door with a heartless yet spiteful smile.

“Good luck. Don’t die.”