Volcanic Spirit

nine and disgust

"What are you?"

The wallpaes, who were guarding the back of the alley, crumpled their faces to the fullest.

Lee Hwon approached quickly with a quick step.

"You bastard! What is it?"

While the wallpads were backing away, they snatched stones from the floor and kicked the wall.

Clavicle fluid!

Lee Hwon threw a stone.

The wallpads tried to hurl abuse at a slower pace than they thought. However, Lee Hwon's face was seen from the front. He reached the point of a wallpaper with his posture lowered to the fullest. Stabbed a chiropractor's collarbone.

Quasik!

When the sound of his collarbone breaking sounded, Lee Hwon slipped as he was running and occupied the background of the man. Then he inserted a chiropractic rod into the back of his knee. A blow that involved blood vessels put the pressure rod in half of the knee.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Later, the attention of the wallpads was focused.

Eight, except for those who sit on a log next to the shade.

Yi Hwon squinted at the crown with his eyes wide open.

"Uh."

Was it considered a savior?

Three people who were being beaten came as if they were waiting.

Lee Hwon's eyes were glimpsed.

They were the conduits of the service officer under the initial government office.

If a political officer and a military officer see money, personality, and qualities, a military officer was thoroughly evaluated as muscular and qualified. Therefore, it is known that it is most likely to be the gateway to the volcano within the initial angle. However, if he is a first-degree angle in the first year of his career, he is nothing short of an idiot who has only grown strength. It didn't go through the actual battle, and it would have been difficult to properly distribute the power. It was just a delicious food for the gang, who are ready to kill.

The officer's inertia gathered trembling hands toward the Savior.

"A grand compromise. Well, I'm a super, ·····."

Lee Hwon hit the coffin.

The shot in the chest bounced off the pipe.

The government officials were speechless in an unknown situation.

On the other hand, Yi Hwon headed to the spot where Guan-do was sitting and picked up the broken wooden sword. I just gave him the look to get his weapons in the first place.

"Where did you send it?"

He was the captain of the king, and the man of the wall laid down his voice.

But Lee Hwon didn't answer back, but he walked faster. I didn't want to discuss my self-indulgence with nameless wallpads, and there's no reason to punish them and talk nonsense.

'I'll cut you if it bothers you.'

This was the survival philosophy of Lee Hwon, who was lame.

Bam! Bam!

have light steps

However, this does not mean that the days of suffering from limp will disappear. Rather, the deeper the advantages of the two legs, the deeper the anger and resentment.

"Kill!"

At the captain's cry, the wallpads did not hesitate, but rushed in, even though their colleagues had been taken. They are so low-lying that they can do anything near a volcano.

"Whoo."

The moment I breathed a long breath, my whole body's blood boiled hot. Even this moment, the cold could not stop Yi Hwon, and the broken wooden sword was threatening enough to remind him of a recruit.

'I didn't want to use military service, but...'

Lee Hwon bounces off at the same time as he kicks his tongue.

The use of military merit attracts the attention of volcanoes.

I tried to avoid that.

One thing is that it's not good to drag those things out for a long. In the worst case scenario, someone might come.

Pavat!

It's called Chilgakbo.

Although it is not an ascending shamanism, it was used as a child because it was not difficult to operate itself. As soon as I ran forward, I felt a flood of pain. The body has yet to follow the force of the blood. But the blood vessels heated up and instantly offset the pain.

Whispering!

Yi Hwon held the broken wooden sword with his head as soon as he faced the nearest wallplate. Roughly broken, the texture of the wooden sword is as sharp as a saw blade. I pushed his chest with my shoulder and then poked him right behind my back.

Argh!

Blood splashed and one fell.

When a man faces an intolerable situation, he pauses for a moment. That's what happened to the wallpads who were next to the fallen ones. I scratched the back of both of my knees lightly.

It was different from the Chilgakbo that was held during the lame days.

At that time, if he forced himself to do so despite his loud voice, he was now as natural as water even though his achievements were low.

Puck!

"Ahhhh!"

Lee Hwon narrowed his forehead.

The broken throat had become blunt.

He grabbed his knees and grabbed the dagger that the man who complained of pain dropped. The snatch was held in reverse, forcing the fallen man to rise. As soon as he let go of his hand, he collapsed, and in the meantime, he cut the back of his knee.

Argh!

Yi Hwon ran again, swinging a dagger a little longer than his palm. The icy wind was refreshing, and the earth's repulsion, pushing it with both legs, lightened him.

"Uh! Uhh!"

At this point, the wallpads must have felt something was wrong.

The reason for not running away from the beginning was obvious.

Lee Hwon's fight was as rough and rough as the backstreet Blackdo, rather than the master of Kang Ho. The only thing that effectively incapacitates an opponent without any special skills is the enemy's legacy. Therefore, he had to face Lee Hwon without even knowing how good his opponent was.

I'm glad it's dagger.

He pulled the hair of the turned man and made him feel like a fellow man. For a rusty guy, the cut was pretty good. The sixth one was mesmerized, the seventh one looked at the captain, and the last one cut off the back of his knee trying to escape.

The only one left.

He only served as a captain among the even-minded.

He rolled down the log and knelt down, as if to the extent that the long scar around one eye would be overshadowed.

"Save, save, ····"

Lee Hwon kicked the boss's chin and turned him upside down. Then he put the dagger in the back of his knee as hard as he could and raised himself.

"Whoo."

The hot heat died away.

Lee Hwon stared blankly at the groaning and screaming wallpads all over the vacant lot. He was thinking about whether there would be a problem, and it included the fate of the officers. He was motivated by disgust and used martial arts as well as cruelty in his hands. If something goes wrong, it is likely to be troublesome.

'Hmm, I have to go to Hwabukjang.'

He suddenly recalled the murder of a dead man.

Kill them all, and you'll be buried.

However, Lee Dae-jung's disciples, including Maeng Yum-chae, will not stand by and watch the deaths of his officers. In the end, if the suspect was found, he would be asked to open the Hao Gate, and even Lee Hwon would be charged. Above all, it would be a big loss if we can't go to Hwabuk Market due to this kind of thing

Suddenly, before returning, I remembered the life of a drunkard.

I killed him if I wanted to, threw him away if I wanted to, drank him if I wanted to. Ignoring the laws and rules of the world, I lived my own way.

Such a life was a hobby, and it was all about the wilderness.

'Clearly.'

I thought I'd go somewhere like this.

They drink freely, sit in the right place, and train the perforated hematocarps. Without caring about the initial angle or the historical review.

I gave up one quickly.

Alcohol should not have money, and there was no suitable place in the river. Where can we train safely under the sky?

For the weak, the strong are hell.

Lee Hwon is just a master with a perforated helix.

The only achievement is to deal with backstreet wallpads. Naturally, I remembered when I turned my back on the volcano.

He couldn't sleep a night in peace since he ran away.

Neither the guesthouse nor the woodcutter in the mountains would have a place to go when the sun went down. Hana Lee Hwon had to wander around the world until the moment she died. There was no root, no room for buttocks.

'You're gonna have to be strong or something real quick.'

I was desperate for a drink today.

As soon as possible, I wanted to become an absolute master who didn't cling to the present.

To do so, there is something to be done first.

Yi Hwon smiled brightly and reached out his hand to Yongmugwando.

"I'm here to save you. Let's go back now."

Lee Hwon entered the room where Yoo Geon-pyeong waited.

As if there had already been one storm, the three officials did not budge with their heads down. Yoo Gun-pyeong, on the other hand, twirled a cold tea cup while sitting at the table. He shook his hand at the officers and spoke to Lee Hwon.

"Sit down."

Lee Hwon opened his eyes thinly.

'I don't feel comfortable about being alone.'

The merits and demerits of Yoo Gun-pyeong were clear in his character.

It was a credit to save a troubled comrade, and it was a mistake to break an order not to cause an accident. One merit was enough to offset the fault.

"I told him to sit down."

As soon as Lee Hwon sat opposite, Yoo Gun-pyeong opened his mouth.

"I'll ask."

He already had the post-processing in mind when he committed a crime.

I thought it would be safe to mix explanation and excuse with a spoonful of secret. Shouldn't we gloss over the part about military service as home appliances? There was nothing wrong with the fact that he had been to Hao Gate anyway.

Yoo Geon-pyeong's question was beyond Lee Hwon's expectations.

"What do you think of the volcano?"

"What?"

It was as if I had been hit in the head with a hammer.

It was so stupid to ask back.

I feel like I've been caught off guard by an unexpected question.

"Was it a hard question? You may exercise your spirituality. Just give me a random answer."

It's as if you're looking through the inside.

Lee Hwon slipped away from Yoo Geon-pyeong's gaze and turned the topic around.

"Didn't you ask about a little while ago?"

Yoo Geon-pyeong did not even budge.

"You got hit by the wallpads? Apparently, there's a quarrel with the wallpads who tried to kidnap a woman near Julu. I couldn't do anything because I sprayed lime to block my view. I checked the traces of lime. You beat him up? Well done. You hid your exploits. When Won Won-hwi was defeated, his physical movements were terrible, but there were clear signs of him going through the actual battle. Plus, according to the suprapartisan, the hidden talent is pretty good. We had some expectations."

At that moment, Lee Hwon seemed to get goose bumps on his back.

The other party showed much greater interest than he expected.

Not today's work, but in itself.

"Hmm, wasn't my hand too much?"

Yoo Gun-pyeong expressed his feelings for the first time.

"Good job. It's easy to kill the burgers who were sucking the hard blood of the common people, to show mercy."

The question came back again.

"Do I have to ask again?"

I can't avoid it at this point.

"If you ask me whether I like it or not, I have nothing to say."

It was an honest thought.

He complained about the volcanic waves and was reluctant to do so. After leaving the volcano, he was sold as a slave and spent many years of hard labor. In retrospect, it was Won Won Won-hwi who made him limp, and Rep.

In the end, what Lee needed was an object of resentment.

To be cool-headed, the volcanic eruption was enough.

A great deal of medicine was used to treat the terminal perfusion of the super-directional angle, which had no ability and no backing, and a ceremonial hall was offered for nearly three months.

If there is no regret, it is a lie.

So he admitted that he couldn't help it.

As a result, it was in a state of indissoluble and indelible.

Even if the volcano has declined, we cannot deny that it is a prestigious one. He's a real villain, even if he's going to say anything empty."

Yu Geon-pyeong, with the end of the remark, bounced the glass that was turning to his thumb and index finger.

Ping

Every time the cup, which had been spinning like a top, tried to stop, it lightly held out its index finger. The glass did not stop at a constant speed, but turned constantly.

He is quite good at handling techniques.

In addition to that, his ability to control his strength was excellent.

It was an act that anyone who was at the peak could do, but it was hard for Lee Hwon to handle.

"What are you going to do now that you've made a secret contribution?"

“······.”

"I've heard from them that the fight itself is as rough as a backstreet wallpads, although they have a brother of law. Now! So you're only going to reveal the prosthetic? Or would you take this opportunity to show everything? If it wasn't for him, would you spend your days in vain pretending to know nothing?"

Yoo Gun-pyeong's eyes were full of curiosity.

Lee Hwon breathed a breath.

At this point, it was meaningless to hide any more. Yoo Geon-pyeong would have expected Lee Hwon's military achievements to be second-rate anyway. It would be better to hang out a little.

"I don't know yet."

Bam!

The glass has stopped.

Yoo Gun-pyeong smiled and said,

"You'll have to make a quick decision. When you're done with your patience, you can at least ask for your home."

The method of expressing one's favor was too rough.

Later on, they would slap each other in the face and ask him to become a disciple if he wants to stop.

Lee Hwon slipped his upper body back and said,

"I am not a disciple of the volcano yet."

Yoo Geon-pyeong, however, only smiled at Lee Hwon's apparent provocation.

"That's a good thing. We don't have any competitors yet."

an end