Chapter 105

Episode 105 It’s not easy.

“I don’t know where I am, but I know where I am, but without this driver, I feel completely empty.”

Jang-ho sympathized with Seo Dae-ryong’s regret.

“There is a lot of empty space.”

They were now on their way to a pub in Magachon.

Jang-ho was a huge man and Seo Dae-ryong was short, so their appearance was so contrasting that people passing by gave them a glance.

“I never thought I would want to see this warrior more than Mr. Gakju.”

The three of us had even planned to meet, and last time we drank together. It was definitely less fun than when the three of us were drinking together.

Ian and Seo Dae-ryong led the atmosphere with all kinds of chatter, but with her gone and only Jang-ho, who spoke less, remaining, the atmosphere had no choice but to calm down.

Of course, there were good points too. Instead of giving up fun, seriousness took its place and it became an opportunity to get to know each other. This was the first time I learned that Jangho’s childhood dream was to become a painter.

“This warrior is doing well, right?”

Jangho was confident in Seo Dae-ryong’s question.

“Of course you will be doing well. Who went with you? “Don’t worry.”

“I’m not worried. It’s because my stomach hurts. All kinds of unexpected situations are likely to unfold in front of this drone. envious. “I want to be there and have fun with this warrior!”

“Don’t forget that there is also a very evil Soma next to this warrior.”

“Now that I think about it... I think it might be better to have Lord Zhang by my side.”

Jangho chuckled. Seo Dae-ryong thought that Jang-ho’s manly smile alone was enough to make this drinking party worthwhile. I wanted to be like Jangho when it came to his smile.

While chatting about various things, the two arrived at the Pungryu bar.

It was when they were about to go inside.

The owner, Cho Chun-bae, came out and pretended to shush.

“You must not go in now.”

“why?”

“The Mazons are here.”

“Who?”

Seo Dae-ryong slightly raised his head and looked at this floor of the tavern.

At the same spot where they were drinking, his masters, Hyeolcheondoma and Mabul, were sitting across from each other and drinking.

Surprised, Seo Dae-ryong quickly retreated.

“We’ll drink somewhere else today.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

After sending the two people away, Cho Chun-bae came into the bar.

He looked up at this floor. Even from a distance, I could feel the strange tension flowing between Hyeolcheon Doma and Mabul.

“Why did you ask to see me?”

Mabul gave no answer to Hyeolcheondoma’s question.

It wasn’t like the usual Mabul. Instead of a quick temper tantrum, I felt a vague sense of fatigue. Mabul emptied his drink alone.

“It’s not like you and I can’t have a drink, right?”

“senior? “What’s wrong with you, my senior, who has been gossiping about me and calling me a traitor?”

“Because a traitor is a traitor.”

“Aren’t you a traitor now? “Seeing as you came to visit me, leaving the Archduke behind.”

“Senior has always acted like he knows everything. “So he ignored me so badly.”

The corner of Hyecheon Doma’s mouth curled up. But instead of saying a word, I emptied my drink. It was like that until not long ago. I felt pathetic when I saw Mabul. A guy the size of a rat is full of greed.

However, this arrogance changed after encountering sword dance.

“It’s not easy, is it?”

Mabul raised his head at Hyeolcheondoma’s words. I looked to see what he meant, but Hyeolcheondoma only filled his glass with alcohol.

Mabul didn’t think the words were meant to ridicule himself, so he said them without realizing it.

“...It’s not easy.”

Having said that, Mabul regretted it. Because I gave Hyeolcheon Doma an excuse to say something mocking. As expected, the Hyeolcheon chopping board touched my heart.

“I lived my life thinking that I was the Archduke’s right hand man, but I wasn’t, right? It’s like a fish that was just caught. “It’s probably a golden carp.”

“Please do not look down on our school’s information capabilities. “I know enough about you.”

Bisain’s face distorted. He only frowned slightly, but his expression contorted as if he was angry. The scars on his face are so deep and ugly.

“Baekyagok took charge of this contract. If you go to them, you will find out who is behind it. It’s up to you to think about what method to use to find out who the Baekya Gokju is. How do you feel? “Isn’t this enough of a clue as promised?”

Bisain didn’t answer for a moment. I’d like to say no to something like this, but how would I allow that?

“Is it true that what you wanted was to find the mastermind and bring me the head?”

“There is no need to provoke me like that. Because this is enough. As of today, Baekgye Sangdan will withdraw from Gwiju. “I will also calculate the losses from the past two years and send you to them.”

“As expected, you are the successor to the Apostolic Alliance! Now then, see you next time.”

Just as I was about to turn around, I heard Bisain’s signal.

―Lee Gongja.

But that was the end of the sound. As if I had misheard, the next words were not heard, like a ghostly sound carried by the wind.

Bisign was trying to tell me something secretly, but then changed his mind.

I stared at Bisain’s face. I didn’t see his wounds. I only saw his eyes.

Because of the scars on his face, he looks much harsher and stronger than his heart, but I can see it in my eyes. The image of a young man struggling to survive.

Speak up, Bisain. Whatever you say, say it if you want to change your destiny.

But Bisain ended up turning away without saying anything. Apostle Thirteen followed him, pulling a cart.

After watching the scene for a while, I also left.

* * *

When I returned, Geukaksoma was walking around the yard of Cheonhwaru. He seemed calm, but I felt it. He was still angry and was trying to control his anger.

I walked along with Extreme Soma.

“The Baekgye Sangdan has decided to withdraw from Guizhou. We also decided to compensate for the losses of the past two years.”

“Gongja Lee, you have taken care of a problem that has been bothering me all year within a few days.”

“He only accepted our offer because he was afraid of Soma.”

“There is no need to be humble. Thank you, Lee Gongja.”

Extreme Soma expressed his gratitude and stopped walking.

“Whoever gave the order to kill Tianhuaruju will be killed with my own hands. Even if it means I’ll be locked up for another few years.”

Extreme Soma looked at me. I told him what I thought through the look in his eyes.

“Of course you have to kill him. I tried to kill the person I liked, but of course I had to kill him with my own hands. “I will kill you too.”

Perhaps because it was an unexpected answer, Extreme Evil Soma’s eyes brightened happily.

“Don’t you want to go back to school? “Then I can be relieved of any responsibility for accidents, right?”

“I was so busy watching Soma’s world that I even forgot why I was there.”

“Shall we go back?”

“No, Soma, please show me more of the world. Show me more, then kill the guy behind it and then die.”

I was endlessly knocking on his door. I don’t hope for that door to be wide open like I hoped for Hyeolcheon Doma.

I just hope that it is only halfway open so that we can see each other at that point where we are neither friends nor enemies.

I know who you are. As you died, you regretted your life. That empty life full of evil.

Are you the same now as you were then?

“Gongja Lee, there is nothing more to see in my world. That’s about it. Now we have to go meet the people who manage the gambling house and meet the leaders of the dark thieves who are under us. Lee Gong-ja has decorated my world in a grand way, making it seem like there is something to it, but my world is ultimately about scaring people and receiving money in return. Then, they cut off the arms of those who are taking money, and kill those they do not like.”

You have changed. Because in your life before returning, you had never been this honest.

The person I met before returning was a person who grew older and older and could no longer change.

How could I be your friend?

Maybe I was just like you back then?

Me and my life, which has become as hard as a fossil due to my obsession with finding Dafa materials, perhaps you identified with me and liked me that much.

“There is only one way to prevent the world of Extreme Soma from becoming boring.”

“What is that?”

“Only when there is war. The world will become a sea of blood and Soma will be flying in the sky. I don’t want to see a world like that. I still want to see a world like this. “How does Soma deal with the managers of the gambling establishment and how he deals with the black swordsmen?”

A passion that I had never seen before flashed in the eyes of the evil soma and then disappeared.

I walked a few steps ahead, looked back at him, and said.

“Let’s go, shall we? Cut off the arms of those who are stealing money.”