Chapter 70

The 70th Difference in Meticulousness.

Cheongseon performed the nine bows and rituals and officially became a disciple of the Pungcheon religious leader.

The news spread quickly, and the school, including Seo Hwan-jin, began to be agitated.

Unexpectedly, there were more people who supported her, saying it was a good choice than those who criticized her.

It was thought that it would be wiser to learn properly from the leader of Pungcheon and ascend to the rank of Magon than to ascend to the rank of Majon with weak magic skills for the sake of justification or to save face. As expected, the demons of our school were people who pursued practicality more than justification.

In particular, Seo Hwan-jin’s magicians, who were expected to have a strong backlash, came out in support of her.

Because of this, the transfer of Japanese imperialism became difficult. The plan to worsen public opinion by claiming that Cheongseon received outside help went awry.

Now it is unclear who will be the successor.

“What do you think?”

The subject of which the Pungcheon religious leader was curious was Cheongseon.

“Doesn’t the religious leader pay attention to people? Trust your own judgment.”

“It looks more like a pulpit than it looks.”

“I saw it similarly.”

“It might be worth raising one.”

It wasn’t because I wanted to make him a disciple in the first place. He used it as an excuse to use someone else in the middle of the country, but when he saw Cheongseon, he was attracted to the strange evil spirit she exuded.

“I guess there’s nothing I can do about it. “I’m drawn to seeing a bad bitch.”

“Be careful. “It seemed like he had the ambition to eat the master as well.”

“That’s why it’s good.”

As the leader of the Pungcheon Church grinned, the shackled man also smiled slightly.

“You seem to be in a good mood these days?”

“Me?”

“I don’t even swear much.”

Above all, there had been no requests for several days to open a new space using space-time anomaly.

“If you’re bored, would you like me to swear to you?”

“you’re welcome! “I like it now.”

But deep down, a part of me was missing the shackled man’s swearing.

“Anyway, the leader of this cult is quiet.”

It seems that the leader of the Pungcheon Church is worried about the Cheonma.

“It will continue to be that way.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because Lee Gongja would have met his father and finished the story.”

“Did you even pay attention to that?”

“I would have written it. “Success and failure come from the difference in meticulousness.”

“Why are you so friendly to Duke Lee? The evaluation is also generous. “Did you take any money?”

The shackled man raised his head and looked at the leader of the Pungcheon Church.

“You don’t like that?”

“I don’t like it.”

“Then let’s go back to Sae-o. “If you go to a place where there are no scholars, you won’t be shown any favor, right?”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked down on his frustration and simply sighed. Even though it was obnoxious, it wasn’t wrong. Because I was the one who brought him here in shackles.

“I told you, right? “The religious leader is not fortunate enough to have it all.”

“shit. Stop talking about that! “Why do you keep talking about how blessed you are?”

“I’m telling you this because you keep veering off the path that is truly blessed.”

“I won’t say a word.”

It was then. The subordinate came and reported new facts.

“The servants came and cooked for our warriors in the outer garden.”

“Suksu? “Which servants?”

“These are the servants sent by Duke Lee. “We prepared a sumptuous feast with the highest quality ingredients.”

At those words, the leader of Pungcheon looked at the shackled man and asked.

“Is this it? What is the difference in meticulousness you mentioned?”

The shackled man nodded.

“He’s amazing at such a young age. As I said, I didn’t know you would take care of it to this extent. “Maybe...”

“Maybe?”

“It’s as if there’s only blood and poison between us right now, right?”

“It would be better to have a definite relationship where you give and receive in return rather than a clumsy relationship that can change depending on the situation.”

“I can’t really explain it with words. “Like anyone.”

“yes?”

“No.”

I guessed that the target was the shackled man.

The leader of Pungcheon stood up.

“Now that I’ve lost the taste for alcohol, let’s choose something new. Now, let’s choose.”

“thank you.”

Before choosing a new item, I went to Eumreijong.

“Let’s take a look at the torpedo bell one more time. “It’s amazing to look at.”

Actually, I wanted to see the shackled man again up close.

After looking at the sound bell, I glanced at the man. The shackled man sat like a fossil with his head down.

‘Why are you helping me?’

He could have sent me a message, but I liked the fact that he didn’t. He is not a light man.

Will the day ever come when I will have a conversation with this man? How far will his and my fate be connected?

I took a step back and walked to the place where the new object was.

I acted like I was looking around, but I had already decided what I would take.

“I will choose this one.”

The new item I chose this time was a thick rolled up bandage.

The head of the Pungcheon Church stiffened his expression. Instead of words, his expression cursed like this.

shit! Damn it! How can you take away precious things like this?

“Did you choose it knowing what it was?”

Of course, I know this very well.

“I do not know. “There was something mysterious about the cloth wrapped around it.”

“That’s...”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church took a deep breath. Chimi tried to control her anger and then explained it.

“It’s a superb piece of heavenly silk. It is an ancient treasure that is known to not be cut even when struck with a sword, and even blocks sword energy and sword energy if wrapped in several layers. You can use it by wrapping it around your arms or legs, or wrap it around your heart to protect it. That’s not all. It has the effect of blocking the cold and does not burn in fire. “There are only a handful of weapons in the martial arts world that can cut through this top-notch Cheonjamsa without using swords or swords.”

The weapons I could count included the black magic sword I was wearing.

“I have limited knowledge, so I didn’t realize it was so valuable.”

“I don’t recognize you, so why did you choose this? why!”

“sorry.”

The leader of Pungcheon could not hide his regret. He sighed several times and handed it to me. His hands were shaking.

“Please use it well.”

“thank you.”

I took something that I didn’t want to let go, as if by force.

I felt grateful to the leader of Pungcheon Church. Although he was bitter inside, he always kept his promises and gave generously.

Although it was excessive compensation for the work I had done, the reason I accepted it without hesitation was because I had the intention of making his dream come true.

“I will never forget the priest’s kindness.”

In times like this, it would have been nice to show a positive attitude, but the leader of Pungcheon could not hide his regret.

The man in shackles was looking at me over his shoulder. There is no way the religious leader would have obediently handed over a sacred object despite such regret. It was the same with the blood god group earlier and this Geukpumcheonjamsa as well. I’m sure I received it smoothly thanks to the man with the shackles.

This was the feeling I sent with my eyes.

Thank you. I won’t forget.

As if he understood, the shackled man slowly lowered his head and returned to the fossil.

* * *

Returning to my residence, I took out the Geukpumcheonjamsa.

I unwrapped it to a length that could be wrapped around my wrist three times and cut it with the black magic sword.

It would have been cut just by itself, but I used internal force to cut it cleanly.

In front of treasured swords such as my father’s Heavenly Demon Sword or my Black Demon Sword, he is a thousand, but to other weapons, he becomes a monster.

I wrapped it three times around my left wrist.

No matter what happens, as long as you are wearing this, your hand will not be cut off by an opponent’s attack. For now, it was enough to just wrap it around my left wrist. The right hand will be blocked by the black magic sword. The fact that it can be used intensively only on the areas where it is needed is better than any other protective gear or protective gear.

I wrapped the rest of the finest cloth around the handle of the black magic sword. I will use it next time I have something to write about.

I just hope I don’t have to wrap this around my body and jump somewhere. Because hell will unfold there. Or maybe it is hell in the first place.