Chapter 40
Episode 40 Be Strong, Ian!
I went to visit my father at Cheonmajeon early the next day..
My father was not in Daejeon, but at a private training center..
I'm waiting outside for you to finish your training..
“Come in.”
My father, who reported my visit, let me into the training center. As I walked inside, I was nervous. It was my first time entering my father’s private training facility..
The moment I walked inside.
My father, who was in the middle of the training hall, rushed towards me..
The herbivorous skills displayed by my father were excellent..
The black Heavenly Demon sword that flew there.
The Heavenly Demon wields the Heavenly Demon Sword and uses Myungwangbo to attack someone.?
It was an attack that no one could survive..
In a flash, the situation was over.
The Heavenly Demon Sword stopped in midair..
I was standing right next to the Heavenly Demon Sword. The distance was close enough to make my breath freeze on the blade of the sword. I dodged my father's attack with a blinker..
In the fight between the Myeongwangbo and the Flashing Treasure, did the Flashing Treasure win? Of course not.
In the first place, it was an attack that I could barely avoid..
“You keep targeting this handsome face..”
“Anyone out there looking for you won't be as merciful as me..”
“Thank you for saving my life..”
I looked around my father’s training camp as if nothing had happened..
“I thought there was something special, but there isn't..”
There really wasn't.
There were only a few swords, swords, spears, etc. erected on the wall of the empty space.,
“As a result, there isn't even a training doll standing up..”
“Why do you keep things you don't need??”
Well, I also train while imagining an imaginary enemy. Would it be any different from a father??
At that time, the iron plate attached to the wall caught my eye..
It was a hand-thick and had a fist indented in it. Surprisingly, the material was made of perennial iron..
“oh my god! How strong are your fists? This is abuse all the time..”
“Stop talking nonsense and come here..”
There was a reason why my father took me to the training center..
“Open the Poongsinsa Newspaper..”
“yes.”
Since I didn't have many opportunities to receive my father's teachings, I did my best to open the Pungshin Sabo..
Pungsinsabo is largely composed of four types, but those types contain a total of more than nine hundred changes. Depending on the interpretation, the change increased or decreased..
Depending on how the change is interpreted and operated, the movement changes slightly, and in the end, the power of the Pungsin Sabo changes. This is why the same martial arts feel and have different power depending on who uses them..
When I finished eating, my father was reminded. Maybe it's because my accomplishments were higher than you thought..
I had many conversations with my father about the herbivorous diet I practiced..
At first, simply put more or less force on your foot. The debate was about whether or not to go faster when you twist your back..
I expressed my thoughts as they were. There were some parts that went against my father's opinions, but surprisingly, my father had a very flexible mind..
Just as I said, he was acting herbivorous on the spot..
“As you said, I think the correct interpretation is to put more force on the right foot..”
At this moment when we were talking about martial arts, my father felt like a different person. It was free, generous and reasonable..
I talked to my father about Pungsinsabo for a while..
I was so engrossed in the conversation that the discussion about martial arts ended only when I realized I was hungry..
When the conversation ended, I felt that the level of Fengshinsabo had grown further..
“Thank you for giving us great teachings. This grace…….”
I will repay you by killing Hwamugi..
“I'll pay it all back later..”
My father blurted out in response to my joke..
“Eat and go.”
For a moment I was startled.
“Why are you so surprised??”
“I first heard it from my father. Let's eat together.”
“Everything is surprising.”
My father left the training center first. As my father said, I thought everything was touching, but honestly, my heart was moved..
I had a meal with my father.
It looked like they were going to prepare a sumptuous feast, but there weren't as many dishes as I expected. It was a really neat award..
“There is more food, so it will cost a lot..”
“yes.”
I ate without joking. This opportunity doesn't come around often, so I tried to remember this moment well..
My father gave me a strange look as I ate quietly, and then ate in silence..
Well, when I was with my father, I used to joke and joke more, even if only on purpose..
But at this moment, my father and I, who were on the verge of regression, were eating. Old man to man, unmanned to unmanned. Nevertheless, as father and son.
‘father… … I missed moments like this.’
I've never missed anything before. But it wasn't until this moment that I realized it. Deep in my heart, I was missing this place.
That's how I ended my historic first meal with my father. I will never forget this first meal without saying a word..
After eating, my father asked me.
“Did Chan hit you in the mouth??”
Now is the time to return to my usual self..
“Do you want to switch places with me??”
Lim Sook-su, don’t feel sorry. Because it's a joke.
“No work.”
“haha.”
I drank alcohol with my father..
“They said they drank alcohol at Doma and Magachon.?”
“yes.”
Indeed, my father knows my every move on campus..
“How much do you trust him??”
“I don't believe it.”
“why?”
“Because I don't know about him. No matter how transparent a person may seem, you should not be conceited that you know that person..”
When I answered as my father taught me, my father looked satisfied. Are you worried that you might get stabbed in the back by trusting in Thomas?.
“Why did you come to see me today??”
I am asked this question more than four hours after visiting my father..
“I have a favor to ask you..”
“speak.”
“Please add another family to me..”
My father looked like he was saying something absurd..
“Does this mean you want to get married??”
“no.”
“then?”
“I would like to teach the secret sword technique to my guardian, Ian..”
I planned to teach Ian the secret swordsmanship in which I had achieved great success. You will only be able to protect your position as Lord Guiyong if you have excellent swordsmanship..
The problem was that Bicheon Sword Art was a martial art that could only be taught to the Heavenly Demon's blood relatives. I couldn't teach it without my father's permission..
“Are you saying you're going to disparage your real blood relatives and make the reception guard your family??”
“yes. A person more precious than blood relatives. And he is also a person who will achieve great things in the future..”
“Is it okay for you to use Bicheon Swordsmanship as your German martial arts skill??”
“My German martial arts skill will be the Chinese martial arts technique..”
All these processes of trying to reap the Hyeolcheon Doma and Ilhwa Geomjon, installing Jang Ho as the Demon Lord, and establishing a new Demon Dominion will all be in vain if I do not become the successor..
In the end, all of this is ultimately done to gain recognition from the father. You will be able to deal with fire weapons only if you become a successor and learn the nine fire magic techniques..
“You are confident..”
“He is a person worth teaching..”
“in what way?”
“You are a better person than me.”
Perhaps it was an unexpected answer, but my father was silent for a moment..
After having a drink, my father asked.
“Are you planning to make that child the head of your private organization??”
“Yes, that's right. There may be some Mazons that get removed from me in the future. I will fill that void with my private organization. So please allow me.”
Then my father said a pleasant word.
“good night.”
At first I thought I heard wrong. Because I thought there was no way they would allow it this easily..
“Are you really saying that you can teach Ian the art of flying swords??”
I checked again, but my father nodded silently. I thought he would give me permission only if I complete the mission with some conditions... … Why did you give permission so easily??
“Instead, promise me one thing.”
“Please state.”
“Next time you decide to kill Mazon, you must tell me. Any mazon.”
It was an easy promise. No, I tried to do that even if I didn't promise. Because I didn't plan on killing the Mazons without my father's permission..
“Yes, I definitely will..”
* * *
“You called me?”
After receiving permission from my father, I immediately invited Ian to my personal training center..
“I know why you called me?”
“Yes, I have a rough guess..”
“What is it?”
“Aren't you trying to test what you've trained so far??”
It was a natural assumption that I was called to the training center..
“how? I'm ready?”
“I did my best to practice.”
“Not that one.”
“yes?”
“Are you ready to learn a new martial art?.”
For a moment, Ian was startled. Soon the surprise turned into excitement. Is there any moment more pleasant and exciting for a martial artist than learning the martial art of rising??
“Ian, the tattoo master.”
“yes.”
“From now on, I will teach you the art of flying swords..”
Ian, who was dazed for a moment, was shocked and even screamed..
“Ugh!”
It was the most surprising moment since I met her..
“No! Bicheon Sword Art is a martial art that can only be taught to the Heavenly Demon’s blood relatives, right? If you teach me martial arts, the religious leader will kill me with a single blow. The master will also be greatly scolded. If your intention is to teach it secretly, give up. There are no secrets in the world. Even if it's kept secret, I can't learn.”
As she continued to talk, I smiled and asked,.
“I'm done with what I had to say?”
“There's more, but I'll just tell you this. No! No way.!”
I smiled and told her.
“I got permission from my father.”
“yes?”
Ian's eyes widened. As I watched Ian's surprise, I felt that her expressions were very diverse. There were many expressions of surprise on her face, and this was the first time I had seen this surprise..
“Really?”
“okay.”
“That can't be possible.”
“If you're in doubt, come with me and check..”
Ian, who was afraid of his father the most in the world, waved his hands and stepped back..
“Just kill me instead.”
“I don't hate you enough to lie about something like this. Shall I tell you definitively why what I say is true??”
“What is it?”
“You're right. If you pass it on without permission, you will die. There's no way I would put you in that kind of danger..”
I guess Ian had that much faith in me too..
“You really got permission.?”
“okay.”
Ian’s eyes wavered..
“However, Bicheon Swordsmanship is the master's martial art. Why do you want to teach it to me??”
“Well, if you want to become a master of martial arts, you have to learn this level of martial arts. and… … Because you are like my flesh and blood. So you can learn.”
For a moment, Ian was moved to tears..
“master.”
“It's not for you, it's for me. I will definitely pamper you in the future. So don't be too fond of it.”
“Still, how dare you learn the martial arts of a master??”
“My German martial arts skill will be the Chinese martial arts technique. So, feel free to learn it..”
In the end, tears fell from Ian's eyes..
“How could someone go this far... … I never valued it…….”
I lightly patted Ian’s back as he was unable to continue speaking. Ian wailed loudly. It seems like something that was stored deep inside my heart suddenly burst out. I left him to cry to his heart’s content..
After she cried a lot and calmed down, I taught her the art of flying..
Martial arts training was carried out through eum-eum..
―Bicheongeomsul consists of eight herbal techniques that contain the changes and energy of the sky. Think of your dantian as the sky, and expand it as much as possible. True energy must flow like the wind, sometimes like a spring breeze, and sometimes as powerful as a passing typhoon. The beginning of history…….
Intelligent Ian perfectly memorized the phrases of Bicheongeombeop when it was sung five times..
“Gugyeol should be able to respond right away if you poke him in the side even while he is sleeping. Do you understand??”
“all right.”
Ian will work hard, and if I teach him from time to time, his skills will improve day by day..
“And this.”
I took a small wooden box out of my pocket and held it out to her..
“what is this?”
“Open it.”
Inside the wooden box she opened was a piece of poisonous liquor. It was one of the poisoned liquors taken from the secret safe of Golden Jangju..
“What is it?”
“give blood poison.”
“yes? That precious pigdog?”
“okay. In the future, if there is a risk of poisoning or you meet someone who uses poison, put it in your mouth and fight..”
“Why do I do this to me?”
“It is a gift to celebrate that you have officially learned the art of Bicheon Sword..”
“No! I was taught martial arts, but I can't receive something this precious.!”
“I must get it.”
“why?”
“I will also give it to someone who is less close to me than you. Because you can't give to someone else what you didn't give to yourself..”
“That's strange logic.?”
“Now, let's take a test on what we learned later. Don't neglect training.”
I hurriedly left before this place became a sea of tears again..
I felt a heat behind my back that went beyond emotion and gratitude..
I was looking forward to the future created by that heat. At least I won't make you throw your body for me. so…….
Stay strong, Ian!
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