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Chapter 337

337fury. prove it

After a while, Pungwolhwagong came running with a large wooden box in his arms and shouted to Baek Soo-ryong..

“Just stay still!”

When I took out the craft and spread it out on the floor, the paper floated in the air by itself and spread out at an angle..

It wasn't just paper. Brushes, paints, and all kinds of art tools floated to the left and right of Pungwol Painting..

Pungwol Painter held in his hand the brush he liked. There was only one thing in my hand, but at that moment, other brushes also moved together..

‘They say it leaves a magical energy in the picture.…….’

Baek Soo-ryong watched Pungwolhwagong’s techniques with interest. It was different from the empty space. If Heogongseopmul manipulates objects with energy, Pungwolhwagong's technique seemed to infuse life into objects and make them move on their own..

“Could you please look at the picture in front of you like before??”

“……Do you mean like this??”

Baek Soo-ryong obediently did as Pungwolhwagong told him..

I wondered what they were doing when they came to find Master Eunsabu's lover, but I decided to treat it as a reward for showing off my parents' younger days..

However, there were more demands from Pungwol Chemical than expected..

“Just raise your head slightly. With a slightly more wistful expression. Don't think that someone is watching. Try to bring back the emotions you felt when you first saw that picture.!”

To all the demands of Pungwolhwagong, Geomno, who was watching from the side, scolded him..

“You bastard. Easier said than done. I'm embarrassed to ask for something like that on our first meeting.…….”

“Can I do it like this??”

“That's right! You're good at it! You are so gifted!”

“…….”

Baek Soo-ryong took the correct posture as instructed by Pungwolhwagong..

When it comes to standing in front of people, I've done it countless times in my past life, so it's not difficult at all..

Geomno sighed softly at the sight of Baeksu-ryong taking a shamelessly confident stance..

“A formidable guest has arrived..”

White Water Dragon did not just stand still..

He kept his eyes on the picture and spoke without moving his mouth..

“Haven't you stopped drawing since you retired??”

Although he was talking, there was no change in his facial expression..

Ventriloquism was a simple skill for Baeksuryong..

“It's a rumor. What would Hwanjaengi do if he didn't paint? That's why the rumor spread because I no longer show it to others or sell it..”

Geomno answered instead..

Painter Pungwol was completely immersed in painting, so he couldn't hear anything the two people were saying..

‘That's amazing concentration..’

Baek Soo-ryong glanced at Pungwolhwagong from the corner of his eye and said to Geomno..

“Senior. Please speak comfortably.”

“I don't treat customers poorly because they are older than me. I'm not that rude..”

Geomno shook his head. The more I looked at him, the more fascinating he was. Baek Soo-ryong also became curious about Geomno’s identity..

“I am speaking to you not as a guest, but as a junior officer..”

“If that's the case, it's even worse. A martial artist's status is not determined by age, and it seems like you are no longer an expert who can discuss martial arts distribution..”

“……That's too much praise..”

Just as Baek Soo-ryong recognized Geomno, Geomno also felt that Baek Soo-ryong was a great expert..

But there was no tension between the two..

Geomno was an old man with a fierce look but a somewhat detached air, and Baek Su-ryong did not come with the intention of fighting..

“If you have any questions, ask me. This guy is in a state where he can't hear even if lightning strikes..”

“Excuse me, but what is your relationship??”

“…… Dear friend. As you can see, this guy made a lot of money selling paintings, so he stays here and works as a general manager..”

Baek Soo-ryong was curious about Geomno's identity, but he could sense his determination not to ask in detail from his firm tone..

I had no choice but to ask another question..

“How long will it take for the painting to be completed??”

“It won't take long. It will be completed in half an hour..”

“……It's a lot faster than I thought..”

Considering the level of beautiful women hanging on the wall, the half-hour visit was ridiculously short..

‘I thought I would have to stand for at least half a day..’

This is probably because it is drawn using a technique..

Even now, the brushes floating in the air were moving at a speed that would be difficult for most people to follow with their eyes. Pungwolhwagong had been in a trance for a long time..

“I'm sorry for making you stand there instead of serving you a cup of tea as soon as you arrived. Usually, after chatting for a bit, I ask if I can draw a picture.…….”

Geomno spoke after glancing at Pungwol Painter, who was completely immersed, and at the picture he was drawing..

“It looks like you were greatly inspired by the customer. I think a masterpiece will come out today..”

Baek Soo-ryong didn't know it, but it had been more than ten years since Geomno's mouth said the word masterpiece..

‘It's a strange feeling..’

Looking at your parents' portraits, waiting for your own portrait to be completed..

It felt like my father and mother were smiling while looking at me..

“When the painting is completed, he will say thank you and give you a gift, so thinking about it in advance will help you make a decision..”

It's a gift…….

As soon as he heard those words, Baek Soo-ryong decided what to ask for from Pungwolhwagong..

While the two were having a long conversation, the picture was completed before they knew it..

After finishing the last brush stroke, Pungwol Painter's eyes finally returned to their original state..

“That's good!”

Pungwol Painter bursts into laughter as he looks at the completed painting. He turned his head and said to Baek Su-ryong:.

“Thank you. Thanks to you, for the first time in a long time, I came across a picture that I really like! Your facial expression and natural posture as you look at the picture! This is my favorite painting of the past ten years.!”

Pungwol Painter's face, with a bright smile on his face, was so pure that his age, estimated to be at least eighty years old, was inconclusive. Even the people watching felt better..

Baek Soo-ryong said with a grin..

“Can I move now??”

“Oops, I made the customer stand. General Manager. Could you please go and prepare some food??”

“I informed the civil servants in advance. I move my seat.”

Geomno turned around first, and Pungwolhwagong and Baeksuryong followed him..

Baek Soo-ryong said as he stood next to Pungwol Painter, who was using magic to clean up the crater..

“Can I take a look at the finished picture??”

“Of course.”

“…….”

With the outbuilding in the background, Baek Soo-ryong's profile was depicted looking at his parents' portraits hanging on the wall..

Even the sunlight coming through the window and the hair lightly blowing in the wind were expressed in detail..

‘It's fascinating. I can feel the emotions clearly in the picture..’

In the picture, Baek Soo-ryong’s mouth showed joy, and his eyes showed longing..

It's a bit hard to say this myself, but even when I saw it, it was a picture..

‘It's a pity that the two of you don't appear in front of each other..’

I was hoping for a portrait of the entire family, but this painting clearly featured Baek Soo-ryong as the main character. That was the only thing that was disappointing..

“What is it like??”

“……I feel strange..”

“haha! I knew you would say that!”

The three people moved to their seats. We sat around the table where a sumptuous feast was prepared and chatted..

“By the way, what is your relationship with the people depicted in the picture you were looking at??”

You ask so quickly.

Baek Soo-ryong thought to himself and chuckled..

“You two are my adoptive parents..”

“Huh. indeed… … ! Such a devoted son was born between those two. I was thinking that they looked similar somehow..”

“do you remember my parents?”

“Of course. I remember all the characters in the picture I drew. Especially your parents…….”

Pungwolhwagong's eyes traced the past for a moment. A gentle smile formed on his lips..

“They were a truly well-matched pair. They said they were getting married and taking a cruise around Gangho together. They were so attached to each other that they insisted on not letting go even when painting the portrait. It's the first time something like that has happened in my life..”

Pungwolhwagong shook his head. A mischievous smile appeared on his lips..

“Your father. It was a great show of force. I still remember the image of me struggling next to my wife, wondering if it would break if I hugged it or if it would fly away if I blew on it..”

“It would have been.”

Baek Su-ryong also laughed..

It was clear even without looking. My father would have been caught and couldn't move..

“What kind of person was your mother??”

“She was a strong woman. Even though he looked weak, he said everything he wanted to say. In all my life, your mother was the only person who came up out of nowhere at dawn and asked me to draw a picture..”

“……yes?”

Baek Soo-ryong gaped at the unimaginable story..

“hmm. I remember that too..”

Geomno also nodded with an expressionless face..

Did your mother directly invade the manor guarded by this scary old man??

“He said we weren't qualified enough and asked us to draw it quickly since he didn't have time. They say it's a waste of time to wait.”

Mei Ruobing was a woman more amazing than Baek Soo-ryong could have imagined..

“……sorry.”

Baek Soo-ryong first apologized. Somehow it felt like it had to be that way..

“Thank you for forgiving my parents who are such idiots. And thank you for leaving a picture of the two of you like this. Well, I think it would have been okay if my father had been beaten up a bit.…….”

Why on earth should I, my son, say something like this? Baek Soo-ryong grumbled inwardly..

“haha! It's all an old story. Now it remains as a fun memory. There are some good works left, too..”

“It's okay.”

Pungwol Chemical was truly happy..

Something similar to a smile appeared on Geomno’s lips..

As I got older, it was not easy to meet people with whom I shared memories..

“Yes, are your parents healthy??”

“My father corrected me, and my mother passed away after giving birth to me. So today is the first time I've seen you face to face..”

“Like that…….”

Pungwol Chemical made a sad expression..

But Baek Soo-ryong grinned and said it was okay..

Rather, I felt happy hearing my parents' legendary anecdotes in an unexpected place..

“This is also fate, and I would like to give you a gift. If there's anything you want, feel free to tell me..”

Money, fame, connections.

Pungwol Chemical Company was able to give everything..

If you wanted money, you could write a slip to the world's largest merchant, and if you wanted fame, you could lend your name..

If you wanted connections, you could write a letter of introduction to a scholar from the Hwasan faction or Jongnam faction and have them meet you..

But Baek Soo-ryong wanted something else..

“Please draw another picture.”

“hmm?”

“Please draw a picture of my parents and me standing together that was hanging in the annex..”

“Umm…….”

For the first time, Pungwol Chemical made a troubled expression..

It shouldn't have happened in the first place..

He drew only the pictures he wanted to draw, and was careful not to mix in imaginary characters that were not present..

However, I was worried because I had just heard Baek Soo-ryong say that it was the first time he had actually seen his mother..

“it's kinda…….”

“Actually, more than me.”

Baek Su-ryong, who saw Pungwolhwagong shaking, said with a sad expression..

“I am asking this because I would like to give that painting as a gift to my maternal grandfather..”

How much would Mae Geukryeom like it if he saw that picture?.

A daughter who was disowned and not seen for thirty years..

I couldn't even imagine what kind of expression Mae Geuk-ryeom would make if I could see it again, even in a picture, or even Baek Soo-ryong..

“My maternal grandfather could not even attend my mother’s funeral. You regret that for the rest of your life.…….”

“Well, stop it. Don’t you feel weak when you hear things like that?.”

Pungwolhwagong, who was worried about Baek Soo-ryong's request, soon sighed and said,.

“I understand. I'll draw it for you.”

“thank you.”

Baek Soo-ryong's face brightened as if he had never made a sad expression..

Since I was promised the gift I wanted, I thought it would be okay to get to the point..

“Actually, I came a long way because I wanted to ask you something else..”

“Feel free to ask.”

“Is your name Moon Yul??”

Pungwol Chemical.

He was very different from the Jeongin I heard from Master Eun, even though his impression was different..

But more than sixty years have passed since the two broke up..

‘It's a time when anything can happen.’

It would not be strange for a sick student to learn the art of magic and become the most famous painter in the world..

If you've been drawing pictures so as not to forget the person who left,?

“……Where did you hear that name??”

Pungwolhwagong’s expression turned cold..

Baek Soo-ryong was embarrassed by the sudden change in atmosphere..

“Answer me. I asked where did you hear that name?.”

Baek Soo-ryong thought about the answer for a moment and then said.

“I have something to tell him.”

“Are you? Or did you get a favor from someone else??”

“Yerin Eun.”

The moment that name came out, Pungwolhwagong's eyes widened to the point where they couldn't get any bigger..

Murim may remember her nickname, Bingwol Shinnyeo, but her real name is largely unknown..

“What's your relationship with her??”

The momentum of Pungwol Chemical has changed completely..

The magic that enveloped the entire manor resonated with its owner..

Even though it was broad daylight, the surroundings started to get dark..

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa!

As the energy in the area fluctuated like crazy, the food on the table was blown away by the gust of wind..

‘This could be dangerous.’

Baek Soo-ryong’s expression also hardened. Now I see that the entire manor is no different from a temple created by Pungwol Painting..

It was difficult to even guess how the technique that showed the mysterious scenery would change..

“answer my question!”

Pungwolhwagong’s feet rose into the air..

His voice echoed from all directions.

The eyes were infinitely transparent and cool..

Baek Soo-ryong realized that he was not an opponent for whom trivial lies would work..

“…… I am a disciple. I can't reveal all the details right now, but I inherited the martial arts skills of the Ice Moon Goddess. And I came to tell you the will he left behind for a person named Moon Yul..”

“Did you say this is your will??”

Pungwolhwagong’s expression distorted. Various emotions such as anger, disappointment, loss, and resignation were mixed together like paint, making it difficult to distinguish them..

Only after a long time did he open his mouth again. His face calmed down his excitement a little..

“If you want my answer, prove it first.”

“If it's proof?”

“Prove that you are neither from Bing Palace nor from a blood cult..”

“……!!”

This time Baek Soo-ryong was surprised..

The word ‘blood religion’ came out of Pungwolhwagong’s mouth. It was a completely unexpected answer.

‘Did you know that Master Eun was captured by a blood cult? Since when?’

In order to solve the question, I had to prove it as Pungwol Chemical said. The stubbornly closed mouth seemed like it would never open before..

Kwakwakwakwa-!

Baek Soo-ryong said, raising his internal energy..

“How can I prove it??”

“It's simple. Show me the priestess’ ice ball. I heard it's different from the ice palace one..”

“Is it okay to simply demonstrate martial arts??”

Fengwolhwagong shook his head..

“I learned martial arts late, but my skills pale in comparison to martial arts. I don't have the eyes to distinguish between different types of ice balls..”

“then how……?”

“Fortunately, there is a man by my side who has fought with the Ice Moon Goddess in the past..”

The two people's eyes moved in the same direction.

Geomnoga, who had been silent with his arms crossed earlier, stared at Baeksu-ryong with an expressionless face..

“If the guest is someone sent by a blood cult, he or she will not be able to survive here..”