Chapter 43
##43fury. A story I picked up
“That doesn't work.”
The answer was somewhat expected.
Still, I wanted to hear the reason directly from Mr. Roh..
“Why doesn't it work??”
“Teacher Namgung is the pillar and face of our school. There are many applicants other than you who would like to spar with him. In fact, you could say it's all of them. But does that mean we have to force all applicants to spar with Teacher Namgung??”
“That's a great excuse. Did you prepare it in advance??”
“If you're in a situation like this, you'll only learn how to be more circumspect..”
Noh Gun-sang smiled softly as he sipped the tasteless tea..
“Anyway, sparring with Teacher Namgung is impossible..”
Although his tone was firm, I was not easily deterred..
“Nothing lasts forever. There is no law that says an instructor at an academic institution continues to be an instructor at all times. Just as the back wave of the Yangtze River pushes back the front wave, the flow of generational change is also natural..”
At my words, Noh put down his tea cup and laughed..
“Are you saying that you are going to beat Namgungsu and become the new Ilta instructor??”
“Do you think it's impossible??”
When I asked with a leisurely smile, Noh Gun-sang also smiled and said,.
“no. I think it's quite possible.”
“…….”
“But it's still too early. That's why it's not even possible now..”
“Does that mean I won't win in a sparring match with Nam Gung Soo??”
“Hmm. well…….”
Noh crossed his arms, closed his eyes for a moment, and fell into meditation..
I could see that in Noh Gun-sang's mind, I and Nam Gung-su were engaged in a virtual confrontation..
A type of mental imagery training often practiced by masters who have reached a certain state..
After a while, Noh opened his eyes and a mischievous, mischievous smile was drawn on his lips..
“That's fun.”
I couldn't help but ask because I was curious about the results..
“who won?”
“It's no fun if you tell me.”
“It doesn't matter. Because I know the result too..”
“Oh my?”
This wasn't arrogance, it was confidence..
Because I am hiding much more than what Mr. Noh knows about me..
Noh said with a smile, like a grandfather watching his grandchild play..
“I'm sorry, but I've already chosen your partner. I can't change it now.”
“If that's the case, there's nothing we can do. All right.”
I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. I said no, but I had no intention of continuing to throw tantrums like a child..
Noh smiled softly and asked me.
“Do you want to become an instructor??”
“yes. That's why I came to the Blue Dragon Academy..”
“What do you think is an Ilta instructor??”
In response to the sudden question, I tilted my head and said my usual thoughts..
“He is the best martial arts instructor. This is someone who can be recognized for their abilities and gain the trust of the trainees, students, and the organization..”
In the past, there was no such term in the Blood Cult, but if there was, I was definitely the best Ilta instructor in the Blood Cult..
Thousands of trainees passed through my hands, including several who later became famous masters..
At my bold answer, Noh Gun-sang smiled with an ambiguous expression and said,.
“I agree to some extent. But my thoughts are a little different.”
“What's the difference??”
At that moment, Noh Gun-sang looked at me with eyes full of wisdom and said,.
“You can't become an expert instructor just by being good at teaching or simply by being strong in martial arts. For example, what about your maternal grandfather? A swordsman like him is not easy to find even if you search all over the martial arts world. Bu Gwanju’s martial arts method is also martial arts. However, Namgungsu is the only instructor at Blue Dragon Academy. Do you know why??”
Of course I knew that.
“Isn’t Namgung-su popular among students because he is young and handsome? Of course, so do I..”
“……omg.”
At my retort, Noh Gun-sang seemed speechless for a moment and made a strange sound..
I think this guy wants to teach me something... … It looks like he's frustrated because things aren't going his way..
In the end, Noh Gun-sang let out a long sigh and said,.
“……That's not what I want to say.”
“So what is it? Is there any secret to becoming an instructor??”
“how do i know that?”
“……yes?”
“If I knew that, I would have been a one-time instructor..”
“…….”
Is this guy kidding me?.
When I looked at him with a puzzled expression, Noh Gun-sang, as if he himself was embarrassed, avoided my gaze and played with his teacup..
“What I want to say is this. You are clearly a capable and confident young man. There is a good chance of becoming a one-time instructor. but… … It's not easy to become an instructor with just that..”
“…….”
“Don't rush, don't be impatient. I have high hopes for you. Isn’t that why you came here in person?.”
Mr. Roh stood up and lightly tapped my shoulder..
“I know what people around me say about me, but I am a person who wants to restore the reputation of the Blue Dragon Academy. In my eyes, you are the most outstanding talent I have seen in a long time..”
“thank you.”
“But... … . When I look at you, I remember the first time I met Mr. Namgung. Looks similar.”
“Where are you going?….”
“But I don't really like the current teacher Namgung. Of course, he is doing his best for the school, but... … . Can you guess why??”
Noh looked at me with slightly clouded eyes..
I answered honestly.
“I don't know.”
“……Is that so?.”
I remembered the image of the Roh military leader showing me favor right from the interview site..
I remembered him protecting me from Namgoongsu, who blatantly disliked me, and highlighting my skills during demonstration lectures..
And today, he came to see me in person and told me this long story..
‘Is it for political reasons within the academy? He's trying to keep Namgung-su in check by dragging me to his side.?’
However, the veteran in front of me was too great of a person to say that was just the reason..
“Mr. Gwanju. Is there a reason why you treat me so well??”
Noh Gun-sang looked at me with his back turned and nodded..
“I'm nagging you because I want you to become a good teacher first before becoming an instructor..”
“…….”
I stayed quiet for a moment, unable to find the words to reply..
Noh Gunsang chuckled and shook his head..
“I'm sorry. You talked too much without even having a drink. I guess I'll just have to go.”
I saw off Mr. Roh out of the guesthouse..
The conversations I had with him lingered in my mind as I walked..
“Let’s just go in now. I'm sure my friends are worried that I'm late again..”
“They drink well on their own, so you don't have to worry..”
“They are good friends, so cherish them. I was very worried about you. See you tomorrow then.”
“……Lord.”
Noh Gun-sang, who was walking languidly under the moonlight, turned and looked at me..
“The message to be a good teacher... … . I wonder if I really need to be like that..”
“……I have no intention of forcing you. It's your choice..”
Our eyes met for a moment.
Noh studied my expression for a while and then smiled..
“I look forward to tomorrow too.”
“yes.”
“Next time, let’s talk over a drink instead of bad tea..”
“I will prepare good alcohol in advance. Please take a look.”
When I lowered my head and lifted it up, the figure of Mr. Roh had disappeared as suddenly as if he had suddenly appeared..
I turned around and returned to the guest room..
‘He's a good teacher…….’
I was one of the best martial arts instructors in the blood religion..
But I have never been called teacher, master, or master..
Most of the trainees called me as instructors, bridgewood, demons, devils, enemies, and dogs..
For a moment, a wry smile appeared on my lips..
‘They didn't call me master either..’
Four children raised as secret weapons of the clan to conquer the martial arts world..
Those guys who learned your master's martial arts from me were trained from a young age to have their personalities completely destroyed and only obey orders..
I taught those children martial arts under the watchful eye of the demon brain..
-Instructor!
-Instructor name!
-……Instructor.
-Instructor… … sir.
Since I was planning on escaping from the clan religion in the future anyway, I didn't get attached to those guys..
In fact, he was pushed more harshly than other trainees..
-How about nagging in the hope that you will become a good teacher first before becoming an instructor??
When I was talking to Noh Gun-sang earlier, those guys suddenly came to mind..
……Those children and the devil-like image of me teaching them..
-Instructor. It's because it's so hard, but I can't just rest for a moment.…….
-You want to rest? I'm going to rest for the rest of my life anyway, so should we make it that way??
-Teacher, instructor! I can't feel my arm. I wonder if something is wrong... … Ahhhhh!
-I see you are in pain, but you are fine. If you try one more time, I'll break it..
-Teacher, instructor… … please…….
-Are we collectively rebelling now? Wake up now you bastards!!
-……Instructor. What happens if we give up??
-Besides you, there are plenty of replacements for the church. It will be thrown away after it is discarded..
-…….
-Is there anything else you’re curious about among what you learned today??
-…….
-good. It's those eyes. Now it's finally useful..
No matter how much I thought about it, there were only bad memories..
“……shit. I'm sober. Jeomsoy!”
After returning to the guesthouse, I asked Jeomsoi for a bottle of hard liquor, then grabbed the bottle and gulped it down on the way to my room..
“Tell me to be a good teacher?”
No one in the blood religion said that to me..
I was an instructor who trained experts more efficiently and quickly than anyone else..
In the blood religion, that was the highest value, and I was always the object of envy and jealousy from my competitors..
-I don't really like the current teacher Namgung. Of course, he is doing his best for the school, but... … . Can you guess why??
I actually knew.
From the moment I first saw Namgoongsu, I thought he was ‘quite good’..
There was a part of him that was similar to me in the past..
Of course, you won't treat students as roughly as I did, but the way you think won't be much different from how you did in the past..
Mr. Roh was asking me if there was another way..
“……I've never thought of any other way..”
As I was thinking about this and that, before I knew it, I was in front of my door..
When I opened the door and went inside, there was a strong smell of alcohol..
“oh? It's my brother~ Where have you been again?~”
Ak Yeon-ho, who was dog swimming on the floor, saw me and jumped up and ran towards me..
whirring!
I took a step to the side to avoid Ak Yeon-ho, then put my index and middle fingers together, made a sword, and aimed at his shoulder point..
“!!”
In the meantime, he said he was a peak expert, and when I aimed for the blood sword, Ak Yeon-ho also turned his body and instinctively counterattacked..
pabababat!
Fingers and palms clashing, hands and hands mingling, we exchanged tens of sums..
“……older brother?”
“Are you sober now??”
I grinned at Ak Yeon-ho, who was looking at me with a puzzled face, and then threw the empty bottle at Myeong Il-oh, who was sleeping with his mouth wide open, leaning on a chair..
Taaak!
……I thought I would dodge or block, but it hit me right in the forehead..
“Argh! What kind of bastard are you?!”
Myeong-il-oh, whose forehead was swollen red, stood up quickly and looked around, grinning..
I waved lightly..
“……older brother?”
“When you wake up, let’s go out and relax..”
I took the two people out to the yard behind the guest house..
A blue moon halo was hazy like a cloud around the edge of the moon..
A night when I can't seem to sleep because of old thoughts.
I looked up at the hazy and cloudy moon and said.
“This is a story I picked up somewhere..”
“…….”
“Once upon a time, there were disciples who taught a man with all their passion and passion. But the man had no affection for his disciples. He knew that he was destined to die the day his disciples perfected their martial arts skills..”
“…….”
“Even though the man knew this, he had no choice but to teach his students. They taught me very harshly. The disciples became stronger day by day as their humanity was destroyed, and eventually the day came when they perfected their martial arts skills..”
When I closed my eyes, each person's face came to mind..
As time passed, the timid boys and girls became more and more adults, and their various facial expressions gradually decreased..
“…… In the end, the man ran away for his life. It was a plan that had been in preparation for quite some time. But the plan went awry, and the disciples blocked the man who was running away..”
I couldn't even live.
There were expressionless faces trying to kill me just by command..
“The man was in a situation where he had to kill his disciples with his own hands. There were comrades by his side, and a fight broke out..”
And I was silent, and Ak Yeon-ho, who could not contain his curiosity, asked carefully..
“What happened next? Did the man run away? All the disciples died?”
“……Someone would die, someone would survive. I don't remember exactly, I picked it up..”
“It's a strange story..”
“It's a strange story.”
Grumble.
I chose Wolyoung.
She took the martial sword stance, performed the Nokrim 18 ceremony, then jumped into the sky with the ice moon goddess's step and stabbed the moon with the light horse's herbivorous technique..
I mourned them all night, performing one after another the martial arts that the four masters left me and the martial arts that I taught to my former students..
.
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The next day, we headed to Cheongryong Academic Center to take the final practical exam..
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