Book 13 Chapter - 15

Ryu-Yeon quietly gave a brainwashed. I was invited, but I couldn't help but go in.

"Let's go!"

People began to use his words as a signal.

The boy looked very short and his face was very cute. Cotton for the skin

The two black jewels on the furry, cute face are very big.

It looked so clear. And this place, wrapped in blue raincoat, like the sea.

There were colorful gold and silver decorations. Of course it suits the boy's body.

There were no soldiers in sight, such as a sword or knife. A ball made of five-colored soush.

It looks perfect when you play with me.

The boy is an armful of plum trees near the entrance to Hongmaegok.

I was looking at.

"Oh, how cute!"

The spirit screamed. Her words are so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so...

They agreed."I want you to be my younger brother!" It was Namgoongsan Mountain.

If I could have him as my brother, I would trade him for Namgoong fever.

I thought there would be. I don't think this situation could have reached the Southern Palace.

to have none

Therefore, I couldn't think of any natural idea of "what kind of boy is here.

Namgoongsang approached the boy and asked.

"Hey, do you know where Hong Mae-gok's general is?"

Only then did the boy look back.It was cute from a distance, but up close.

More and more 'cute' to look at.

"Cute Mujin River, you're so cute!"

Women's reactions were not incomprehensible. Namgoong-sang bites again.

Because I thought maybe I misheard the question.

Ida.

"Well, kid, I... "

Open your eyes!

The second question of the Southern Palace has not been answered. Instead, he is himself.

He was frightened by the cold glow that was aiming for the heart of the deceased and had to quickly get out of the body.Yes

It was a dotless surprise.

"What, what are you doing?"

cried Nam Gung-sang, who flew behind the scene.His chest is sharp.

The crab was cut off. If it had been a little late to avoid, I would have suffered a heart attack.

I didn't know. The boy's right hand, which had nothing, is now silver.

There was a cold object shining with. It is as thin as wire.

It's like a willow branch, and you talk to Han Kwang in it's

The bay was unusual. I thought it was a specially made sword. Crab

In addition, it was as fast as it was thin and sharp.

cried the boy with a swollen face.

"I'm not a kid!"

The boy's sour cheeks were ripe like ripe apples. TwistI guess Mara didn't want to be full of words.

"Argh! So cute! Argh!"

A chorus of women was heard from behind. Just about to kill Nam Gung-sang.

He didn't seem to care about the trivial fact that he survived.

And the fact that the voices of the spirits are mixed up in the chorus is all the more...

It made the Namgoong statue even more unpleasant.

"Sigh..."

It was when Namgung-san was sighing desperately.

"Soyou, what's going on?"

Several warriors appeared behind the boy's back. Men and women, all criminals.

They were the ones with extraordinary prayers. Most of them a little while ago.

They were people with the same roof tiles. I came out to meet you on purpose.

It was a hard attitude to think of.

"Do you want to go on.'

I don't think that's too much to interpret.

"Oh, Mr. Director!"

A boy called Soyou opened his face wide when he saw the young man walking from the front.

Soon, a man called the second brother S and a statue of Namgoong faced each other. You look like a hawk.

He was a fierce man, but I looked closely at him, and he had a long sword marriage on his left cheek.

There I was. The first one to talk to was a man with deformity.

"Where are you from?"

The attitude of asking was very arrogant. The eyes of the Southern Palace must have bothered you.

I wriggled my work.

You know what you're asking? It was as if they were provoking on purpose.

"It is not polite to reveal your name before asking the other person.

Everyone in the world listens to you. How rude are you?"

The statue of the male palace scolded me.

"If you deserve it, you will."

The man replies nonchalantly. Even the Southern Palace won't lose.

"The death penalty is so rude that the priest must be so rude. Priest

Just get your education straight."

"What happened?"

When asked by a man with deformity, the boy told the whole story. Story

The man who heard everyone clenched his fist and lightly fed the boy a chestnut.

And then he yelled.

"What an idiot!"

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

Only then did the face of the Namgung statue spread a little. But the man's words that follow.

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"How many times do I have to tell you to understand?I'm not telling you not to be timid.

When you use your hands, you must not be so strong and have an ounce of compassion.

Why do you aim for the chest instead of the neck?Besides, your heart...

Didn't you fail to cut yourself because you hesitated to breathe?"

"I'm sorry, you death penalty!"

Look at a man scolding a priest for not being able to cut his own throat properly.

There was no way that the Southern Palace would feel good. A volcano that will soon erupt inside him.

It was bubbling up like lava. It's like it's about to explode.

The man and a few others who followed him seemed to remain alert.

"Tsk, that simple provocation is so easy to fall for!"

Ryu-yeon, who was watching, clicked his tongue as if he was pitiful. Next to him, the salinity is weird.

He was spilling a cow. They've been deliberately since they showed up.

He was ignoring the lead, Salinity and Binggum. Gling-black eyes.

I was watching the development, but the salinity was not. His

That was impossible in temper.

"Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh You're so cheeky!"

Salinity has gritted its teeth. The one who fell for the provocation is the spirit of the Southern Palace.

It wasn't just pride.

"Sigh!"

Ryu-yeon's low sigh came out from the side.

"Stop!"

The delegation from Cheonmuhakgwan and the delegation from Macheongak are on edge.

And when we're in a hell of a confrontation, there's a screech over there, and one old swordsman,

A man who appeared to be his entourage rushed in.

"Can't you stop? Didn't you say no trouble!"The ranting old swordsman's spirit overflowed with dignity.extraordinary

A spirit that doesn't, a prayer that overwhelms others, flows from the entire body of the old swordsman.

It was here.

Some young men are in high spirits to see if this old swordsman can disobey his words.

To know that there's nothing good about this old man against him.

Come here.

But the old swordsman was a pretty familiar man.

"Huh? Grandpa!"

First of all, one side was Ryu-Yeon. He's seen an old man once.

There was, obviously, an old man who called himself beyond the sword.

At the moment, the old swordsman's face looked like he was throwing a failed sentence into a trash can.

Crumpled up like a piece of lost ointment.

"Huh? Yes, you!"

The sword's face is like iron on hundreds of grassroots in an instant.

It's burning up. And the fire started to boil so quickly that they couldn't find the outlet.

It happened because it wandered inside the body.

"Do you know him?"

When a young man approached the moon, he asked in a small voice.

He bawled as if he had waited.

"I don't know!"

"??"

Everyone was puzzled by the unexpected violent response.

But there was another face that Ryu-Yeon knew. the view of humanity to the human view.

Ryu-yeon, famous for her narrow circles, and she doesn't know anyone.

It was so amazing that it was two at a time.

Ryu-yeon's eyes were on a middle-aged man who followed the sword. quite a few

He certainly remembered because he was a prize winner.

And it wasn't just Ryu-Yeon who remembered him.

At first, he dressed up as a servant, and with a big satchel, his face...

Half-covering up, even those who met him face-to-face didn't recognize him.

Even though everyone saw Ryu-Yeon from afar, she was so impressive.

Everyone remembers, even though they wrote it.

The man he respects more than anyone else, at the request of a man who never stops.

It was a part of the trip.

"Haven't you met before?"

The man waved his hands at Mo Yong-hwi's question. And in a nonchalant voice,

replied.

"Hahaha! No way. I think you've got the wrong person."

In fact, he had never really met Mo Yong-hwi. This time, Ryu-Yeon...

Asked.

"Huh? Haven't we met somewhere before?"

"Hahaha, I don't know what's wrong with you..."

Turning his head and eye contact with Ryu-yeon opened his eyes wide. Here you go

Incredible in the eyes of God, but surely once again, his two.

The man who glimpsed his determination to see with his own eyes.

I stood with a chilling smile that looked just like a creepy smile.

A man spends a considerable amount of time and effort controlling himself.

Had to.

'Yes, of course. It's obvious, it's not something you've already expected.

There's no way a man of that kind wouldn't show up here."

Suddenly I'm starting to feel impatient.He doesn't do it here.

There's something you can't avoid. To do that, the identity must not be revealed yet.

None of the disciples knew who they were.

There wasn't. I wish I had disguised myself more properly and he regretted it.

"That's weird. I'm sure I've seen you somewhere.

I'm not sure, but Ryu-Yeon asks any more questions about it.

I didn't, and soon I forgot about it. But Mo Yong-hwi is...

I wasn't removing the look of doubt. See through the hidden intentions of the company.He looked as sharp as he would.

"Phew..."

The man breathed a big sigh of relief. A look of doubt at yourself.

The Chunmuhakwan delegation has already entered the quarters.

It was.

It was dangerous.

My heart seemed to be beating fast.

I hope you didn't find out.'

He should not have revealed his identity already because he was asked to.

He's just an observer hiding in the grass. one's identity

There is nothing helpful about it, even if it may interfere with your role now.

It was.

"I need to be around more!"

Man - muttered quietly as if he were determined. Joe over the shadow of a man.

The setting sun sank easily.

With the sharpness of Lord Hum-san, who stands tall like a spearhead of a feverish army.

The sunset light of the Yellow Lake behind the shadow of tears is as beautiful as a golden flame.

Came

"Beautiful!"

A man with an impression of ice-cold wind.

I looked down. A frozen crescent smile hung around his mouth.

But his cold eyes still in silence, as if they didn't know how to laugh.

It was locked.

The man thought that the twilight sky was as beautiful as blood.

"The phoenix throws itself into the flames once every three hundred years and is renewed in the ashes.

Did you say you were born to be a child?"

Regeneration and resurrection!

"The phoenix of eternal life. Fireworks creed, too.Right now, Kang Ho is too...

I'm old!"

Old things must be changed anew. At that moment, in his eyes,

A strong light flashed.

"Now I will make you reborn in the flame of regeneration."

It was a voice with a firm will. The man shouted over and over again.

"The old past is littered here in the gray ashes, and a new history dawns.

Be born in the dawn of Now all the past stories are spoken here.

Let's go, and a new story begins!"

Flapping! With the sound of wings, a large hawk folds its wings.

sat on his huh? The weather is grim. The feathers of the hawk are of a man.

It was as red as if it had been painted with a brush on the sunset reflected snow.

The name of the falcon was a red mine.

FREE SUN.

A woman's sumptuous corn opened the window. Bright, cool sunshine through the open window.

I barged into the woman's room without permission. Warm and cozy morning.

Sunlight. The woman's gaze is directed out of the window. Lady had just woken up from her sleep.

A spacious poem seen through the window. A lot of people busily in and out.

Crowds of people carrying conspicuous soldiers.a visible hem of clothing

Plum print, but none of it impresses her.

I did.

When you look at people busily walking through the streets with their own burden on themselves,

Let's go up a little bit, and there's a magnificent folding screen on the other side of the horizon.

The shape of a mountain range boasting great dignity was revealed.

Her eyes are directed at one of the peaks.

The name of the mountain is Volcano. Every man in the middle of the country knows.

A famous mountain. Seorak Volcano, one of the Jungwon Oak.peak

His name was Cheonmubong.

Eun Seol-ran was a little sulky now. He is sulking with a coy look on his face.

Because I couldn't accompany you to Cheonmubong, where the Volcanic Code is held.

She was left here in plum blossom with Hanno.The old man of joy

Even though he was with us!

I understood. No wonder you can't take her? Actually

It's a big surprise to have you here with me.

That was it. You didn't even have the right to go to Cheonmubong. ..realisticallyIt was possible because of her coercion and Ryu-yeon's touch with beauty.

Dunn, it was a shocking event.

"Bored!"

With the sigh of a beautiful beauty, a frown on her troubled forehead.

A word that's mixed up. A pomegranate-like hawk with a hollow cheek and a red-colored pomegranate.

The lips of the seductive.

A gentle breeze of autumn breeze gently blew under her ears.

He shook his head and tickled his white cheeks. His eyes are like that of an obsidian again.

He headed for Cheonmubong once.

She's looking at the faces of a lot of people on either side of that peak right now.

I remembered—a smile naturally formed around her mouth. But the pervades

Unfortunately, it soon became sullen again.

"Coldly silent, unexpected, unexpected, naive watching.

There's no joy in just doing it'

A sharp sword that protects a drop of daffodils.

There is no such thing as a lonely old woman.And she's always energetic and energetic.

There was no theory of Lee Jin-seol not losing his smile. Always pass on smiles to others.

I was a giver. Now, of course, I'm having a hard time with the filial piety.

But she thinks she'll get through it.

It was.

'Effective...No, Brown Princess!"

When I think of Hyorong, a man intertwined with him by blood ties is nature.

It came to mind. As always, my heart goes down again and I'm heartbroken.

Kihyun became as heavy as a piece of wax. Young as a bright spring light.

The pale white-light woman of cold winter, with a smile slipping away like a ebb and flow.

It cast over someone's face, creating a chilling shadow.

And when tears came back into her eyes, the woman said,

The knot of resolution was tightened again.

"You've decided not to cry anymore, haven't you?Lan, if you cry, don't cry!"

Her own oath and determination forced her to cry without tears.

The pain of the still grieving wound is like an indelible imprint.

It remained in my heart. Sadness will not fade away coldly.

It was shaped.

Then an old man came in with a knock on the door.

Hanno, Eunseolan's coachman and invisible escort. He's her strong man.

A guardian and trusted adviser who knows how to give faithful and appropriate advice.

She also had great confidence in him.

The old man had a wash in his hand.You don't have to do that.

The old man Do was always faithful to his role. I said I didn't need it.

If you don't do this, you may be suspected by others.

E'Neun-Sullan was reluctantly just being served.

Hanno looked at Eunseolan's slanted side face. bright in this

I tried to put on a face, but the shadow of a moment ago didn't go away.

The old man had a glimmer of anxiety in his eyes.

"But he was bright and cheerful when there were other sojourners around him."

Being alone gives me more time to think about nature.

The wounds of the past that I had buried deep in my heart with a strong lock on.

It seemed to be coming back to me and hurting my tender heart.

The old man watching couldn't help worrying about the safety of this little lady.

I wish I didn't ruin myself under the weight of sadness. that

But there wasn't much the old man could do.

"Sozer! The weather is very sunny. Maybe you should go out on your own.What do you think? I'll serve you."

Sitting by the window, beyond the open window, a wistfully blue sky.

Eun Seol-ran's gaze, looking at the gloomy screening, behind her back,

And ever since I left the nest in the shadow of invisibility, I've always been myself.

I looked at a reliable guardian who was protecting a child in her eyes

It contained affection and deep trust.

With a wry smile scattered through the mist, she nodded.

"I've made you worry. I'm sorry."

He bowed his head lightly and apologized politely. I'm a little lost in emotion.

This intelligent woman noticed that she was worried about her companion.

Ida.

"Don't mention it!"

Hanno shook his hands vigorously.At times like this, the old man is always a party.

The Yellow River finds itself.

"It's a nice day. Smell of green from the volcano. The strong wind is cool.

I'm sorry you didn't share the news with your friends, but I can't help it.

Shall we go out?"

"Yes! Sozer. Thank you."

The old man bowed slightly.

That was when she turned the corner of a giant three-way street. From the time you go out

There wasn't any kind of neck-and-neck, so I'm just gonna walk out of here.

I was walking.

Just buried in the hustle and bustle of tens of thousands of people passing by.

It was a light diversion. She left her body to the flow of the crowd.

It was a job, of course, to avoid unnecessary fuss, half the face is masked by a mask.

But every time she moved her foot, a lot of eyes were on her.

It hasn't changed that it's focused on her.

Then one side of the street became noisy.

Natural people's eyes were on that side.embarrassing to say

There was a sound of a barrage of insults and a bumping into each other. I'm afraid it is

It seemed that there was a quarrel between the rimmen. There's a lot going on around the epicenter of the incident.

The crowd is surrounding the perimeter, and Eunsullan is discharging the situation in there.

I couldn't tell by.

It was a 5 to 1 fight. Five young men who seemed to be in cahoots.

It was surrounded by Listen to a few words from them that are more than 80 percent abusive.

Doeun-Sullan has been caught up in a useless dispute.

I'm afraid these five are the things that we're going to spend on the roof that burned last night.

We're in urgent procurement to overcome the pitiful shortage of flower beds.

It was shaped.

Their misdeeds seemed to be quite famous. Someone in the crowd.

From Ga, the head of which is a friend of a friend of the first disciple of the volcano.

I heard a story. In this town, the front yard of the volcano wave, that's what I'm talking about.

He seemed to be able to be mean to others. A young man despite a ridiculous quarrel.

There was no reply.The quieter the young, the five.

Jang Han's spirit became more and more violent. The young men are overwhelmed by their power.

He seemed to think that he was afraid beyond words. I don't know how to be sympathetic.

No, they've always enjoyed persecuting the irresistible.

At that time, the lips of the young man, who had been firmly closed like granite, moved.

I couldn't hear Eun-seol-ran because of the far-flung, noisy crowd.

But the young man's surrounding spectators saw exactly the movement of his lips.

It was possible.

"Trash!"

The young man's lips were obviously saying that.

The faces of the five thugs turned red with anger. So

It's been a long time since I've been ignored."House!"

The sun gave off a threatening glow on the blade. But I'm nervous as if I'm going to explode.

The air turned silent in an instant.

political enemies

Everyone watching shut up. Silence is highly contagious.

Spreaded out.

But because of the hidden human barrier, Eunsullan is in there.

I couldn't see what had happened.

A group of people split and a man walked out.What's hurtful is that

I can't find it anywhere. The young man looked like he didn't care.

I moved my feet to the guest cup at I've been watching them, so I'm gonna have to go.

I greeted him with my head down. Their greetings, bent at right angles, are polite.

It was so lame.

The silver egg opened its eyes wide above the veil. That step, that back.

Somehow I was familiar with the back.

"What about him?"

"173"

Her big stick shook.

"Sozer, what's wrong?"

Hanno asked if he had read Eun Seol-ran's embarrassment. Her gaze is still...

He was heading in the direction he disappeared.

"Sozer?"

I ask you again, and you answer.

"Oh, no.I just felt like I saw someone very familiar.

Yo."

"If you're someone you know..." Hoshi, you've had a grudge against someone in the past.

Do you have an enemy?"

I don't think that's gonna happen to this lady, but it's human history.

There was only one thing, so I asked just in case.

"What?"

Hanno was relieved for now when the bewildered backlash returned.

He can't be here."

The sound of her footsteps came close to the place where the shadow had disappeared.

I was so curious that I was attracted like curiosity.;

"I think it's a place where you'll get along very badly with plum blossoms."

"Surely yes."

The place where Eun-seol-ran looked up, the plum blossoms and the twin walls where she was staying.

The spectators, who were so luxurious that they could achieve, stood with a splendid architectural beauty.

Apparently, plum blossoms are in a fiery race for size and profit here.

This would have been a fierce competitor. There's a hundred possibilities that the two guests will be on good terms.

Eh, it was one thing in a million.

"A glass of wind?"

N'Sullan didn't know anything about this place, but Hanno didn't.

When I looked around, there were a number of warriors in the cart.

I was guarding and on guard.

"Sozer, this is the guest cup where the signatories of the Central Bureau are staying."

Hanno whispered in his ear.

"Middle country?"

Of course she knew well enough where it was.

Jungwon First Place, where all explanations can be made with this word. But she is

As far as I know, there was no contact between the person and the Midlands.

Is it just a simple accommodation?Or am I the wrong person?"

I couldn't let it go. The shadow of doubt in her mind.

It got bigger and bigger.

The fact that curiosity can cause danger? silver-e

I've been oblivious for a while.

'Is that really a credit to the representatives of a single country?'

Sharp gaze, stern weather, a flag that is not gushed out recklessly.

Luck, good work by order.

I took the time to look at it carefully, and there were a couple of suspicious things.

No. I admire the severity of the momentum as a central power.

You did a good job of finishing it up. But there's something strange about it.

The most suspicious thing was that there were too many high-levels. Close

I could only imagine the way he was standing without approaching.

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