The Thousand-Slayer Swordsman Association-Episode 227
EP.228 Chapter 2 - Appearance, Meeting (8)
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7Cheongryong Secretariat resumed after a year.
And the seal of the nine factions is lifted..
From the beginning, just those two factors were enough to hit Bimuje, who was giving off unprecedented heat..
“Mukryong is back!”
It was because of one name written on the revealed bracket..
Mukryong (墨龍) Mokriwon.
The next best in the world is back after breaking 7 years of silence..
As there was no prior information before, rumors related to Mokriwon spread everywhere..
It was also the first game, and even the opponent was enough to create a buzz..
“It's a couple's fight..”
“Ah, wasn’t that time 7 years ago? A time when Muknyong was always attached to Dokranakchal. After that, Mukryong went into hiding, and Dokranachal must have continued to attack with his venomous hands.….”
“Wow, that's terrible..”
Someone in the guest room was startled and closed their eyes..
“If it were me, I would just die. Even if you don't come in for just one day, the people inside get really angry..”
“So do you think Dokranachal will win??”
“I'm betting that Mukryong will lose..”
The man who was clicking his tongue took out a coin..
“If you don't want to be beaten, you have to lose..”
His face was full of confidence..
The man across from me grinned and expressed a different opinion..
“In moments like these, you have to show your dignity as the head of the family. I'll bet on the dragon.”
“So, you are an old bachelor..”
“What?!”
Crunchy soup!
Immediately the men started fistfighting..
Cheers filled the room..
Jeomsoi cried, and the owner of the guesthouse collapsed, while someone sitting in the corner said:.
“King, I have come.”
he had a sad face.
Not only that, the man sitting opposite him, Wang Sam, was nodding his head and making a solemn face..
These are Kwak Chil and Wang Sam..
In this river, after Danghwaseo, they were his followers who eagerly awaited Mo Riwon's return..
“Brother, we were right..”
“Yes, Sanya. we were right.”
The two men made impressed faces as if they were about to embrace each other at any moment..
How long was the time of humiliation?.
There was a time when he was enthusiastic about Mok-ri-won and shared drinks with many comrades, but after his silence, his followers began to disappear one by one, and now only two were left waiting for Mok-ri-won..
In fact, the two people's emotions were even deeper as the reason they came here was to rely on the low possibility that 'Mok Riwon might come back through this non-movie title!'.
“You must be transcendent?”
“Ah! Isn’t this the next best thing in the world? You must have already reached transcendence.!”
The heat rose in the conversation between the two people..
Meanwhile, Kwak Chil was even in tears..
There was one reason.
‘I can finally write the following.’
Before he was a follower of Mok Ri-won, he was the author of The Story of Gangho Hyeopgaek..
He was a writer who gave up his brush after finishing the story of the Demon King, and gained the courage to write the next story through his meeting with Mok Ri-won..
What touched Kwak Chil's heart was none other than the story of Mok Ri-won, or in other words, the story of a young man trying to overcome fate and stand upright as a charlatan..
But since the main character disappeared, can I write another story??
The past seven years have been a difficult time for Kwak Chil, unable to continue his story even one more word..
When it's over, I'm shaking with emotion..
“I hope the rain festival begins soon..”
“My brother is quite capable too..”
Wang Sam, who now knew Kwak Chil's identity, smiled loudly and responded..
Wang Sam was cheering on Kwak Chil's Battle of the Strong and the Heroes and Mok Ri-won's story..
“Now, have a drink first..”
When Wang Sam raised his glass, Kwak Chil gulped and raised his glass..
It was that moment.
“Uh huh, it's too much, except for me..”
A voice that felt like a cowardly sound penetrated between the two people..
The two people turned their heads and frowned..
“A traitor has arrived.”
“That's right.”
A long goatee and a cheerful smile.
The man with old eyes who looked 10 years older than his age was wearing the military uniform of the Murim League and a belt symbolizing sobriety..
Donggangbulgoe Gyeondong.
He was the grandson of the Murim lord, the leader of Jinwondan, and a traitor who left his group of followers four years after Mokriwon disappeared..
Gyeondong smiled humbly and sat down to drink..
“Uh-huh, I was busy with my day job. Are we going to be this upset? You don’t know how much I love the Ink Dragon Grand Hyeop.?”
“Heng! Who wasn't busy?.”
“Oh my, brother Kwak, please take my drink too..”
Gyeondong treated Kwak Chil kindly..
Wang Sam was also impressed by that appearance..
Anyway, Mok-ri-won has returned, and in order to better hear the news from Mok-ri-won, a person from the Murim League like Gyeon-dong was needed..
“Just this once.”
“They say they never left.”
The three men raised their glasses.
“For the Mukryong’s victory!”
widely!
The glasses clinked together and the drink trembled..
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The Sacheondangmun’s power diminished after all the previous head of the family and royal families died..
Exactly 3 years after the incident.
Tangmun crouched down to regain its reduced size, and succeeded in taking a leap forward in two years..
It coincided with the period when Tanghwaseo reached its peak..
The result of the coincidence of the power of the family head, the cash generated from the liquidation of small businesses, and the royal family of the ruling old faction all overlapped, and the result was shocking..
Paradoxically, Tangmun, which lost its transcendental matriarch, entered the most brilliant golden age since its existence..
Traces of that wealth were clearly visible in Tang Wen's manor here in Wuhan..
Everywhere you go, it is decorated with shiny objects or precious paintings..
The items were made with meticulous care by artisans, and the price of one meal made in a smoky kitchen was enough to feed a small village for an entire day..
A manor full of precious things.
However, the space where the head of the family, Dang Hwa-seo, lived had only very restrained decorations..
There are only a few items that can be found anywhere, and unless you are going out, you only use casual clothes that you can use once and then throw away..
It had to be that way..
“Lord, poison is leaking out..”
“know.”
It was because of her training method..
Danghwaseo let out a long breath..
Then purple mist dispersed..
“Replace everything with new ones..”
“Is it okay to have fortune-telling breakfast in the training hall??”
“The one there and the one here are the same. Even when I sleep, poison flows out..”
Indeed, it was so..
Dang Hwa-seo's body was now overflowing with poison, so much so that if he were to be a little cautious, the poison would melt everything around him..
Danghwaseo always fills his body with poison and uses a training method to absorb it with energy at every moment of his life..
This would have been impossible for an ordinary unmanned vehicle..
If you keep the poison in your body for a long time, you will die from poisoning..
Only Dang Hwa-seo, who has a constitution that is impervious to poison and poison, was able to adopt this training method, and that was the secret to her reaching the pinnacle in a short period of time..
Sohyang sighed..
Ever since the bracket came out, he had a thoughtful look on his face and seemed even more obsessed with training, which worried me..
But the reason he couldn't stop it was because the opponent was Mokriwon..
‘I'm sure you're going to do your best..’
There was a fact that Danghwaseo knew and Sohyang also knew..
Although he practiced like crazy and practiced again and again and became a master, he still couldn't defeat Mo Ri-won..
That's what it meant to be the next best in the world..
Even if you separate from that title, his sword was that kind of sword..
The sword of the born strong that never breaks down.
A sword that turns all techniques into nothingness.
Although it has the special characteristic of being a poisonous attack, it would be quicker for Danghwaseo to fall to his sword than for Mokriwon to fall from poisoning..
“…Lord of the house.”
“know. So don't say it.”
“….”
“Isn’t winning the goal?.”
Danghwaseo spoke with a calm face and held out his hand..
“Give it to me.”
Only then did Sohyang begin to place the bottles she had brought one by one in front of her knees..
The movement was fast..
This was because I felt that the blood liquor in my mouth was slowly reaching its limit..
“Is this the end??”
“Yes, among the extreme poisons available, these are the most difficult to combine. There is no overlap in the types of poison used..”
“Good work. Go out.”
“The meal….”
“I'll replace it with this. I've only been drinking poison and my stomach is about to explode..”
Danghwaseo just drank one of the bottles..
Mokuldae moved..
Sohyang thought.
‘Is there anyone who can decipher that poison??’
Danghwaseo's body was a walking poison..
Her body stored, divided, and combined the poisons she ingested, constantly creating new poisons every moment..
That body contained all the poison in the world for 7 years..
From now on, the poison that Tang Hwa-seo will create will be a poison that has never existed in the world before..
‘It must be quite a struggle.’
The winner is Mokriwon, but I don't know..
If Danghwaseo doesn't decipher it, Mokriwon will have to suffer for quite a long time from the poison he received while working..
The moment she remembered that, Sohyang trembled..
Narrowed eyes naturally turned to Danghwaseo..
‘…Surely, for that purpose?’
Could it be that they are trying to put a leash on him by planting an indecipherable poison in his body?.
Sohyang, who was thinking, quickly shook her head..
‘Oh, no way.’
Even in Sohyang’s opinion, the leap was too severe..
Wondering what he was thinking, Sohyang smiled and left Danghwaseo's bedroom..
It was evening.
The day before the secretariat was held, it was like this..
See next episode
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