Chapter - 903 - Episode 903. Welcome back, Volcano Census. (3)

Like this.

The glass was filled with alcohol.

Cheongmyeong, who was leaning the bottle without saying a word, glanced at the tooth sitting across from him. Teeth that are thoroughly wiping the short rain with a white hemp.

"…Get rid of the knife. I'm losing my appetite."

"Oh, my God, where do you care about the taste of alcohol in this war? That's enough if you can eat it."

Dangbo, who wiped all the oil off the raincoat, had his eyebrows twitched. My weapon was in perfect control because I was afraid that someone was not a member of the party.

"Do you get better at that?"

"Well, if you don't know, don't tell me. A human being like a Taoist, a sword on the ground, picks up anything and cuts it up, but a race like me should have a weapon that fits your hand. It's this. It's a luxury."

"No luxury goods."

Regardless of that, Dangbo carefully groomed all 12 vidoes. After wiping it clean, grinding the scratches, and even oiling it, the cleaned vido was put down in front of me.

Then, he lifted up the bottle and filled the empty glass of Cheongmyeong.

"Why is my Taoist brother in a bad mood again?"

“…….”

"No. No. It's always bad. Well, that's right. It's like the laws of nature."

"What the f*ck?"

"Come on, a drink? A drink?"

When Dangbo lifted the glass with a smile, Cheongmyeong grinned and raised the glass facing each other. Two glasses clashed briefly in the air.

Cheongmyeong, who slowly emptied his glass, asked as he looked at the pool report sitting across from him.

"How many people died yesterday?”

"About twenty?"

"…not killed, but dead."

"Five, f*ckin' bastards, don't go out there.….”

The party leader distorted his face as if he was annoyed. There seemed to be a lot of victims in the party he led.

That's what war is all about. No matter how careful you are and no matter how hard you try, you are forced to die.

"These son of a b*tc* are going crazy these days. If I lifted my head, it would have blown away."

Dangbo pretended to scratch his neck with his fingers.

"Crazy guy."

Cheongmyeong smirked.

It's a joke, but no one here tells that joke.

The joke about death is too heavy to hold lightly and as light as a feather to discuss heavily in a place where the seat of a person who used to sit in the same place yesterday and pass it over with a wink is empty today.

"I told you it was so close. I ran into a bishop.”

"Well."

When the word bishops came out, the eyes of Cheongmyeong narrowed slightly.

Several bishops have already been strangled by his sword, but the name Bishop was still a threat to Cheongmyeong.

"It didn't stick properly, so I went over it in moderation.….”

The party leader pressed down on my chin.

"My neck would have been in danger if I had stuck properly. d*mn it, why was I born into a dangga?"

"You're weak, why are you making excuses for dangga?"

"Oh, my. I guess he doesn't know much about this because he lives in the mountains. It's not that I'm weak, but that's the characteristic of bido. I'll try to get to the right level, but if it's higher than that, there's a limit to the road."

"You're weak."

"No, I mean...….”

"You're weak."

“…….”

Dangbo smiled brightly with a bloodshot face.

"Be careful when you go home. I'm afraid my blind secret will get stuck in my back."

"Then it's not a blind secret, it's a blind secret thrown by a blind man."

"Come on. d*mn it."

Dangbo mumbled and fiddled with the Chu Hon-bi in front of him. No matter how hard you look at it, you seem to be wondering if you can put that on Cheongmyeong's forehead."Anyway, that's why...…I'm thinking about developing a herbivore that's useful."

"A herbivore?"

"Yes, a herbivore that can manipulate those bishops, or those like dogs, Heavenly Demon. Black clothes, black clothes, you bastards. Oh, I'd rather be the one carrying the sword."

Cheongmyeong looked down at my clothes silently.

Well, it's black. It's very dark.

Cheongmyeong smirked.

"Don't waste your time and do what you've been doing. From now on, when do you make herbivores and use them in real life? I'll try it in the afterlife."

"Well, I'm not going to use it right now."

"Huh?"

The party leader smirks.

"If you just catch a clue, you can relax after the war."

"Are you confident you'll be alive until then?"

"Oh, I'm Dangbo. If the Grim Reaper cubs come for you, you can just stick a cudgel in your forehead."

"Crazy guy."

The party leader smirked.

While looking at the empty cup in my hand with a slightly strange face, Dangbo grabbed a bottle and filled it with alcohol.

"Even if I can't make it all...….”

Cheongmyeong looked up at the sinking voice and looked at the school report.

Dangbo, who had been slowly turning the glass from his hand, immediately emptied the glass into his mouth.

"Somebody's going to go on. Someone who connects the blood of the party and learns the twelfth."

“…….”

"If that's the case, even if one day someone is in the same boat as me, you won't worry about it like me."

"Hmm……."

I heard a slightly irritated voice in Cheongmyeong's ear as I was about to say, "You thought it was uncharacteristic."

"Then at least my descendants won't be beaten by a black Taoist from a stone mountain with no grass anywhere. I'm just going to give you a big hand on my back.….”

I love you.

"Oh! That, that! Why do you pull a knife when you're drinking? You really don't joke around. Where have you been in the mountains?"

"You're crazy."

The grinning Cheongmyeong pushed the sword back in and lifted the glass. The drink to the throat was exceptionally bitter.

"What does that mean?"

"What?"

"Who cares if he's a descendant or not a son.….”

The gloomy snow of the blue moon headed out of the window. Dark clouds covering the sun seemed to pour out rain at any moment.

"There's nothing left to know about them. I might be alive until tomorrow right now."

"Well, that's true, too.

The dim gaze of Cheongmyeong turned to Dangbo.

"You're being treated like a party boy and you're thinking about your future.”

"Who put it out? They can't handle me!"

"…I can't afford it."

"That's a curse, right?"

"It's a compliment."

"That's a desire!"

The party leader gritted his teeth. Seeing him like that, Cheongmyeong finally smirked.

Rather than laughing because it was funny, I kept trying to laugh if there was something to laugh about.

This is why whenever I have time on this hellish battlefield, I keep looking at the party newsletter, not the death penalty.

I don't know him.’

It's really amazing that you can scream, get angry, joke and laugh on this battlefield where people are losing their reason to exist as people.

"But it's just like that."

"Huh?"

The party leader said, smoothing the day of Chumonbi in his own hands."Somebody……."

The rain had subsided in the eyes of my face on the day. The expression was quickly washed away on a face with a deep shadow.

"Somebody who's going to continue shouldn't repeat the mistakes made by the stupid frontmen. Shouldn't they at least be better than us?"

“…….”

But as if it was when, the party leader quickly wiped off the water on his face and smiled brightly.

"There may not be a dull master next to them who uses a knife like a ghost."

"Darn it."

"What can I do? But blood vessels, I didn't want to see those stupid guys before, but I'm a year older and I'm worried."

The party leader laughed out loud. Cheongmyeong also smiled helplessly and tilted his head to look at the ceiling.

Someone to follow...….’

That's stupid.

What do you mean you're going to do? We can't even see each other.

Something to know what's gonna happen after death. I can't even save the lives of those who lived face to face right now. As time goes by, I just lose it.

"If you have time to think about it, kill one more."

"What?"

"If you don't make a mistake, that's all. Heavenly Demon, if you cut off the baby's head, at least your descendants won't fight him."

"Well, he's right, too."

"So don't worry."

"What do you mean by that?”

Cheongmyeong rolled up the corners of his mouth.

"I'll open the son of a gunman's throat."

"You keep saying it's mine."

Dangbo chipped his tongue.

"Good. If you pick the Heavenly Demon, I'll give you a present."

"Present?"

"Hmm! I'll let you eat the first herbivores that this Dangbo will make! That's the day when I'm stuck in your back, and that's when I'm the world's best in the world's best...…. Oh, no! Don't pull a sword out of a joke!"

"Die, you bastard!"

"Argh! The Taoist catches a man!"

At one point, Dangbo, who was making a fuss and making a fuss at the same time, immediately resolved the sword that Cheongmyeong had lost, and laughed.

"If that day comes, I have no wish.”

"…just drink it."

"Take it. I'll fill you up."

Alcohol from the end of the bottle slowly filled the white glass.

The two men handed over alcohol as if they were competing with each other. Like you want to wet somewhere dry.

Until the rain that came with the night wiped out yesterday's blood, the two just drank.

* * *

Cheongmyeong, who opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling with a blank face.

His head slowly turned to the side by side. The sun was coming through the window.

Is it morning?

It's my daily routine to open my eyes at dawn and go out for training.When I returned to the volcano after a long time, the tension that had been in control of me for years seemed to have eased.

Maybe that's why I had this dream.

"…That's what happened.

Yeah, I forgot.

I didn't think it was important enough to remember each and every conversation I had. No, I didn't know it was important.

"The first thing I know is...….”

Cheongmyeong smirked. This is a face that showed the inspection of plum blossoms in the past.

"You idiot."

Yes, he kept his promise to slit Heavenly Demon's throat. The neck was cut off in the most pathetic form that could exist.And the school newspaper also kept its promise. In the most stupid form that could exist.

Both are really stupid and stupid.

So…….

Cheongmyeong looked up again. It's a different ceiling from what I saw at the drinking party.

"…I told you I wouldn't let you go through it."

So I've been trying so hard, and if it's gonna happen again...…. What was the significance of those deaths?

What kind of…….

Bang!

Then the door opened violently and familiar faces poured into the room. No, they're in.I spilled more than I thought.

"Ah! What the hell, Siva!"

Even the world's cleanliness could not help but freak out at that moment.

"Argh! I told you not to push!"

"No! It's because you didn't move!”

"I told you to let me rest! Bimu wasn't easy at all!"

"Why are you waking up the person who's sleeping?"

The face of Cheongmyeong blanked out when he saw the five swords squabbling over and over. He soon wrapped his hands around my face and held hands.

For these things...….’

Don't you think it's a dog's death? Yes?

"……why?"

When Cheongmyeong buried himself weakly, Baekcheon, which was at the bottom, covered his mouth with his fist and coughed in vain. Even though I washed my eyes and couldn't find any shame.

"No, he... I had a question about Bimu yesterday."

“…….”

"I don't think I understand herbivorous management."

"Explain it."

“…….”

At the moment, a speechless Cheongmyeong stared blankly and asked them.

"That's why you've been here all morning?"

"What a morning breeze! It's been a long time since the sun rose!"

"What if I put it off and forget again? You have to solve this right away."

A despondent smile escaped from Cheongmyeong's mouth.

With twinkling eyes...…. No, I felt foolish to see them glaring at me, feeling a little depressed.

"Operation?"

"Yes."

"Can you understand if I tell you?"

“…….”

"You see as much as you know. As much as I know, how can I explain what I can't see because I'm weak? It's like teaching text to monkeys."

"You son of a... "

"See, I told you I wouldn't hear good things anyway!"

"Caak! Spit!"

As the loud response poured out, Cheongmyeong shook his head and escaped from the bed.

"If you have time to talk nonsense, just practice. "I'm back on the volcano and I'm drowning."

"I did everything but you.”

"Huh?"

"You're the one who fell in love, you son of a gun!"

Baekcheon shrugged his head and blocked Cheongmyeong from leaving. Cheongmyeong looked up with a sullen face.

"Why?"

"I'm sure I don't understand it with my head."

"Huh?"

"But……."

Baekcheon twisted his lips.

"I think I can understand it with my body."

“…….”

"What do you think? As a warm-up?"

Cheongmyeong opened his mouth as if he had something to say and shook his head back.

"I guess you're okay with the last one, right now.”

"It's already healed, you bastard."

Baek Cheon smiled triumphantly. With a runny nose, Cheongmyeong laughed.

"Yeah, I'll see you in the mists. It broke, but I'll break it for you again."

"Come on."

Ogum headed outside without saying a word. Jo-geol, who was at the back, pulled Baek-chun's shoulder and ran forward.

"I'll go first!"

"No, you bastard? Hey, you don't even have a place up and down!

"There's no such thing as a volcano!"

"Empty."

"Saemae! Hey! Uiseol!"

Cheongmyeong stood there and watched the scene. Looking at the back of the five swords running out, they seemed to be hearing what they had heard in their dreams.Someone who's going to continue shouldn't repeat the mistakes made by the stupid frontmen. Shouldn't they at least be better than us?

Cheongmyeong saw a window of sunlight pouring in. Unlike then, the day was very clear.

"Yes, it's better than us."

More than idiots like you and me.