Murim Login Chapter 195

Chapter 195

The banquet held on the first day of fabrication was not enough to say that it was a great success.

By embracing the Hangsan checkpoint, Jin Wi-gyeong showed an unconventional move to gain the loyalty of dozens of small and medium-sized factions, and the intervention of the Jong-Nam faction and the appearance of the King of Fire, Jeok Chun-gang, who had been thought to be dead, shocked everyone.

and… … .

‘I am among them.’

Eat, drink, walk. Tomorrow, people’s eyes follow every move.

Even half a day ago, what those gazes meant was interest in ‘Sanxi Jamryongeo’, but not anymore.

‘Disciple of the King of Fire. The successor of Yeolhwamun.’

Words like that were coming from everywhere. He is constantly talking about the meaning of Jeok Cheon-gang, the current owner of Yeolhwamun, handing over the sacred treasure of the Munpai to me, and the reason why he protected Taewon’s Jinga until he was hostile to the Jongnam faction.

‘How come this seems to have been half-truthed.’

In fact, I don’t even know the intentions of Jeokcheongang. that’s why i’m here

Now is the right time, when people sneak out through the frenzy.

“The rearguard was deeply breathed.

The place where I am standing now is in front of the place where Jeokcheongang stayed. Not a single mouse strayed near the large hall, as if a separate order had been given.

“Enemy confrontation. Are you there?”

An answer came through the door.

“sleep.”

“I came to ask you something.”

“Sleep.”

“… … You are sleeping. How do you answer?”

“Sleepwalking.”

This is the word, you fool.

It was absurd, but if the King of Fire is like that, that’s it. I calmed down and opened my mouth again.

“Hey, no matter how much I think about it, there’s something I’m curious about.”

“Is the old lady the one who answers your questions?”

“That’s not it.”

“If you know better, go wipe your feet and go to sleep.”

see the iron wall. But I can’t back down here.

It was the time when I was very cautiously and stealthily approaching the tightly closed door.

“If you take one more step, know that you will not see the sun rise tomorrow.”

“… … How did you know?”

“Because your movement and the sound of thunder are all the same to an old lady.”

“Can’t you please let me in now? It’s still winter, so the weather is chilly.”

“Shall I warm you up with a flame kidney?”

That, just by listening to it, the five internal organs become hot.

Silence fell as I closed my mouth.

What broke the silence that lasted for a while was a word from Jeokcheongang.

“I went to Jeongyang.”

“ah.”

Even an insignificant bead has a special meaning to someone.

Jeongyang is exactly that.

There was a reason to go to Jeokcheongang on a mountain road in Jeongyang, which is only one of dozens of prefectures in Shanseoseong.

‘Cho Phil.’

On the day when the sky poured snow, a man who lived as Jangcheon died by the name of Jopil.

“I stayed at the place I heard from you for a while. An old man wandered at the foot of the mountain, and passers-by asked him.

Why are you here?”

A subdued voice continued.

“I replied that my blood had died right here. He said he came because he wanted to recover the remains of the body.”

“That’s when I realized. Had I met that child before you, I would never have killed him. I would have regretted letting him go again.”

I couldn’t easily guess what kind of expression Jeokcheongang was making beyond the gate.

I hesitated before opening my mouth.

“Did you find the body?”

“there was nothing.”

Several months have already passed.

A life that has been walked only by blood. Since the subordinates who were supposed to collect the bodies died along with them, they must have been buried in the fickle weather or become prey to hungry beasts.

“It is the greed of the old man. Ugly and useless.”

Squeak.

The sound of the glass being filled was unusually loud.

“I heard you were drunk earlier?”

“You wicked bastard. Asking when you know everything.”

The candles that brightly filled the inside of the palace illuminate his figure.

Jeokcheongang laughed loudly and broke the glass.

“nice. good night.”

It is a refreshing voice, as if he had shaken off his worries with a glass of alcohol.

I suddenly thought that the reason why Jeokcheongang visited the place where Jopil died was to get rid of the regrets and lingering feelings that were still holding him back.

I tried to speak in a bright voice.

“I was taught that good things should be shared.”

“Ever since I was young, I was taught that a person who covets other people’s property should be destroyed with flame kidneys.”

“Which terrifying person said that?”

“My master.”

It is also the Volcano Moon. no car

what kind of guy This is all destroyed by the flame kidneys in the liver.

I don’t know the history of Yeolhwamun and who the previous lords were, but looking at Jeokcheongang, I can guess.

‘The historical thug Munpa.’

It is said that beans grow when beans are planted, and red beans grow when red beans are planted.

The master and the disciple. Of course, the case of Jo-Pil is an exception.

‘Anyway, I’m not here to talk about this.’

The time when I looked at In-young, who was silently sipping alcohol, and looked at her eyes. Jeokcheongang suddenly opened his mouth.

“From now on, the Fire Heaven Sword will be yours.”

“Wow, what is it?”

“Hwacheon Sword. The sword entrusted to you.”

I learned the real name of the [Nameless Sword], but that’s not the problem now. I was startled and stammered to the end.

“Ha, but this is the sacred thing of Yeolhwamun.”

“Ah, sick.”

Jeokcheongang, who tilted a glass of alcohol he did not know how many times he had, continued.

“That is a lie.”

“yes?”

“It’s not divine. About a hundred years ago, someone who was the owner of the text used it, and the next generation inherited it. It’s old, but well, even back then it was called a new soldier, so it should still be useful.”

“……!”

no, what bullshit is this

I gaped at the shocking truth I never thought of.

“That was all a lie? Are you kidding me right now?”

“Are you kidding me? What are you doing with a lump of blood like you?”

“You did that in front of people! I entrusted the sacred object of Yeolhwamun to that guy!”

“It did. Because it is in front of people.”

Jeokcheongang spoke in a plaintive voice.

“If you do that much, the world will talk. Ah, that guy has a deep relationship with the King of Fire. Since he was entrusted with a sacred object, he must be a disciple. If you touch Taewon Jinga, the fearsome King of Fire will come out. Well, rumors like that will spread.”

“Could it be that the old lady would entrust the sickness of the main text to a kid like you?

It’s a one-person tradition anyway, so no one knows about it, but when I say it’s a new thing, it’s a new thing.”

“So keep the sword.

That way, the pro-Nam faction guys won’t dare to step forward.”

is this a dream In shock, a system notification sounded in my ears announcing the confirmed kill.

belt ring.

– Information on [Nameless Sword] has been updated.

[Hwacheon Sword]

Type: Sword Grade: Apocalypse Restriction: [Heir to the progress of Yeolhwamun] Description: A favorite sword used by the 10th ruler of Yeolhwamun.

Made of iron, it is very sharp and hard.

It has changed itself through many owners over a long period of time.

Only those who continue the progress of the fire gate can draw out true power.

Effect: unknown

The updated information was exactly what Jeokcheongang said. A favorite sword used by the 10th Munju. Even if you wash your eyes and look for the word Yeolhwamun’s sacred object, it is not found.

At least, even the ‘true power’ that is hidden in the sword must lead to the progress of the yeolhwamun.

In a word, it means a corpse except for the one-year-old.

‘I thought I was a real god. I was very worried about what to do if I said that I would make Yeol Hwa-moon’s disciple… … Jeokcheongang added as if patronizing me as I stared at the hologram window despondently.

“Think of it as a long-term rental. If the old woman forgot and died as it is, you can keep it. Ah, spit out the flamethrower’s secret level right now.”

“Damn old man… … omg.”

Just thinking about it came out of my mouth.

The moment he shut his mouth in surprise, the door to the palace, which had been firmly closed, burst open.

Cranky!

A pair of blazing eyes stared at me.

“This bloody bastard. What did you just say?”

“No, no, it was a slip of the tongue.”

“Can you tell me? So don’t make a mistake with your hands, too.”

Whoouk

Red-hot palms and overwhelm? hostile heat.

I turned around without looking back. I didn’t forget to throw the flame kidney kit I took out of my inventory at the moment.

“Oh, the secret, the secret of flame height!”

If you stretch out your hand as it is, your secret level will turn to ashes.

The admiring Jeokcheongang hurriedly withdraws his fist. I took advantage of that gap and ran with all my might.

“sorry! I’m really sorry! Help me!”

“Hey, you killer! Don’t stand there!”

His shouts echoed behind him.

Jeokcheongang smiled as he watched Jin Taekyung run away from behind.

The expression of anger that had filled his face just before had disappeared as if it had been washed away.

“You bastard, no matter how much you try to run away, you’ll end up in the palm of the old lady.”

If you want to catch it, you can catch it.

However, Jeokcheongang turned back with his hands behind him.

Although he is the one who killed Jang Cheon, a disciple whom he cherished like a child, he has no hatred for Jin Tae-kyung. He is, rather, one of those whom Jeok Chun-gang should sincerely apologize to.

All of this stemmed from his poor choices ten years ago.

“I said I was a damn old man.”

Even though I heard abusive words from a bloody young guy, I didn’t feel bad.

No, it even made me feel relieved.

“Is it? I am a damn old, senile old man. Heh heh, heh heh heh.”

After the master’s death, no one dared to criticize or curse him in front of Jeokcheongang.

Because he is the king of fire Because he is a great warrior who wrote a legend alone.

Then, after hearing Jin Tae-gyeong’s words, it feels like something that has been blocked for a long time has been opened.

“Cool. Cool.”

Day by day, people get lonely as they get older. Not because there is no one to lean on, but because there is no one to lean on.

I can be someone’s support, but I’m too old to lean on someone.

“Because it’s someone’s support… … The Jeokcheon River was a rough and sharp thorn tree. Because of his many years of living, he passed by many people, but he did not allow anyone to lean on him.

However, only one person, Jiang Chun, was an exception.

“How have you been? Did you feel that this teacher was your strong support, even for a moment?”

The eyes of Jeokcheongang, who remembered him, became blurred. But now his heart ached and his eyes didn’t burn as much as before.

The dead have already returned to a handful of dust.

Jeokcheongang drank a bottle of alcohol and sprinkled a bottle of alcohol somewhere where the disciple would have collapsed with blood.

I shed tears that I couldn’t be possessed for the past ten years, and I also shed my heartache.

“I’m sorry. Today is the last time I think of you.”

If there is a next one, it will be in the afterlife.

There may be times when you suddenly think of a dead disciple. But it will be memories, not regrets about the past.

“This is it. That’s it.”

The Jeokcheon River, which had been wandering around the yard for a while, stopped. It was because Jiang Chun’s face, which had been fluttering in front of him, disappeared and an unexpected person appeared in his mind.

‘Why this guy?’

Cool-looking facial features. A confident yet somehow hateful smile.

And even the way he accepts his sharp words while keeping an eye on him.

‘Am I unknowingly mad at you for calling me a damn old man?’

It was the time when Jeokcheongang frowned.

Jijik.

A thin stream of smoke rose with the sound of something burning.

Recognizing the source of the sound, he opened his eyes.

“Rain, rain!”

Jeokcheongang, seeing the intensity of the fire kidney whose outer shell was already half burnt, let out a roar.

“Jin Tae-kyung! You bastard to kill!”