Volcanic Spirit

13, this is a foregone conclusion. (3)

*

There's no such thing as fresh play.

Yi Hwon and the old man drank, and the old man was in charge of cleaning and cooking. At this point, it would have bothered Lee Hwon to say that he was arbitrary.

That's why I came forward to help the old army.

Hana has never been helped by Lee Hwon.

All he left was a request to stay with the old man.

It's been about a month.

Spring is over now, and soon it's summer.

However, Joo was not influenced by the outside world.

It was still cool, the plum was still bright, and the wine was still delicious.

"Now we have about half a year left in the initial angle."

The old man clicked his tongue at Lee Hwon's words.

"Well, what does that mean? It's not the author's business, but it's the gathering and teaching of children."

"The intent of the initial angle itself is not bad. This is Yellow River dry. I dried the back leg of the boar I caught last time and baked it. Since the volcano is not as popular as it used to be, they are trying to gather people to find good disciples. On the other hand, wouldn't it be good for them to learn not to be so bad and live in the lake?"

The old man poured three or four pieces of dark red dryness into his mouth.

"Kha! Pig's hind legs are the truth. That's the problem. How many inner-bags did you have under the volcano? If I had coordinated with them, I didn't need to build a building on the volcano. It's not good to just give hope. Whoo! The seasoning is very good. Too bad. Too bad. I would have been a pretty good match for you if you could only drink. Anyway, how can a volcano be regarded as a prestigious mountain if one only receives a disciple based on his musculature and qualifications? No useful ones coming? Then we should teach them what they don't deserve. That's the way it is. If you're not a person, you won't deliver it, so if you're lucky, you'll have to Don't just drink, you bastard! Give me a drink, too."

Lee Hwon poured alcohol on the old man and said,

"Older brother, I'm going to add my hand to your side.

The old man snorted with a more muted look than before.

"Sniff! Don't call me brother!"

"Anyway, if you leave the capital, you'll stand a mark, a number of plaques, or a free guard. But don't you know? People are not satisfied. Until the day I die, I will live blaming myself for not being a disciple of the volcano."

The old man asked casually.

"Is that the same for you?"

Yi Hwon hesitated for a moment.

He had to recall memories before his return, not now.

'Did I?

At first, I think so.

Poor musculoskeletal, lack of qualifications, forced me to leave the volcano as if I were running away, and then resentment of the hard life was bound to head for it.

After thinking for a moment, Lee Hwon raised the corners of his mouth.

"You don't have to blame yourself anymore. I'm not an archipelago or a disciple of a volcano. Brother, do you have any more of this?"

"You bastard! You'll die soon, you'll be my brother. You make it if you want to eat it."

The old soldier pretended not to know. Maybe he wanted to complain about not taking his side. Lee Hwon burst into laughter. Roh would have hoped Lee Hwon would be by the old man's side to soothe his loneliness. However, it was natural for the old soldier to be lonely. One spent only time drinking, and the other with food.

"Okay, I'll show you my vision of cooking!"

As Yi Hwon was about to get up, the old man grabbed his sleeve.

"It was a few days ago when you burned the kitchen. Where are you going? "Are you going to set fire to the entire telescope?"

Eventually, the old man headed for the kitchen.

The old man tilted the bottle without a word.

We had numerous conversations over drinks all month long.

However, there was not much information about each other.

"Don't you wonder about me?"

"You're my drinking teacher."

The old man grinned at Lee Hwon's reply.

"Yes, but I'm beginning to wonder about you."

“······.”

"So I'm going to try and tell my story."

The atmosphere became heavy for a moment.

Yi Hwon spared his words, and the old man breathed out long.

"I'm a manga. Forget about me, I'm drunk, I'm a loser. A drink in that sense!"

What do you mean, a sucker?

The old man then shut his mouth.

Lee Hwon smiled bitterly.

The old man was curious about Lee Hwon, but he chose not to ask. He just said that he felt that way. And he changed the subject, comparing his future life to the nickname "disgraceful."

Lee Hwon said after filling the empty glass.

"I'll get drunk and live my own life, so I'll tell you not to get drunk. I'll have a drink in that sense, too!

Just.

The old man struck Yi Hwon in the wrist.

"But you are the master of the volcano, so you keep away from it."

While Lee Hwon was thinking for a moment, the old man frowned and said.

"You're the only one trying to do something cool? Change it to something else."

I could not help laughing at the sight of the children, but this was the same as a milestone in life.

I could never give up.

"Once you've decided, you're out."

Lee Hwon quickly drank alcohol before the old man dissuaded him. Can't you do anything to stop the old man? I just hope it flows like this, like liquor, like water.

"Yes, what are you going to do today?"

Lee Hwon exclaimed as he tried to answer the old man's joke. The first time I heard the nickname "chwi-ma" after returning to Korea, the memory I had forgotten came to my mind.

"Oh! I'll go down for a moment while I think of it."

The old man shook his hand lightly.

"Changryongnyeong is steep. Have a safe trip."

"The law that a drunkard must abide by, no matter how drunk you are, go home. Don't worry."

Lee Hwon swung out of the main circle.

At that time, the old soldier brought rice and a dry enemy.

"You bastard! You have to eat. Where are you going?"

Lee Hwon waved his hand and said, without looking back.

"I'm going to buy dumplings."

*

"Dukgu."

Vandeok-gu had an appetite even in its sleep.

As a member of the Sungmugwan under Cho Do-gak, he had a good dinner and went to bed early. Two chickens and a pig's hind leg were boiled to the brim, leaving only the bones and eating them all. Nevertheless, I was dreaming that the sweet water that boiled the water would jump into the well.

"Bandeokgu."

Ban Deok-gu turned away from the voice he heard in his sleepless sleep.

His bulky body, like a pot, was crushed and pressed against his ribs. I have no choice but to straighten my posture again, so my body and mind can't be more comfortable. Now I tried to throw myself away because I didn't have enough sweet water from the well.

Then someone slapped me in the face.

Clap!

I came to my senses like I was covered in cold water.

Ban Deok-gu opened his eyes wide.

At that moment, however, two naturalizations came upon him. It looks like a human eye, but it cannot be so shiny unless it is a demon. I wanted to scream, but it didn't come out of my mouth.

"This is not a dream."

The voice of the devil was better than I thought.

His eyes were like the horror of hell, but his voice was friendly and calm.

"If you don't scream, I'll let you speak."

Ban Deok-gu nodded.

I chose to do as I was told rather than to make the devil angry by shouting. Big eyes roll with snowballs.

"From now on, quietly repeat what I say."

"Uh, yes."

"Whoo! Turn, turn, and say, add, fill, roll, roll and drop."

Without knowing the English language, Ban Deok-gu whispered accordingly.

"Hoo! Turn, ·····"

"Except for the front."

The devil memorized a hundred and eighty letters altogether.

While memorizing, Ban Deok-gu was worried that it might be a curse to someone. The moment I couldn't memorize even 20 of the 180 letters, naturalization stretched out on both sides and became even more hideous.

"I know you're dull. So take your time. You can't memorize even one word wrong."

"Yes, yes."

Fear of evil spirits died away.

The devil was kind.

It's just a little scary.

On the other hand, what about Seong's officials?

The Holy See does not teach military service. Just let me build up my knowledge. Among the nobility of the initial angle, Seong was belonged to the rich and incompetent. They only gathered for the pride of spending two years in the volcano after graduation.

Play all day, eat.

This was the view of the Holy See.

However, the race of human beings was divided into classes among the Hanryang.

The location of the Vandeok-gu was the lowest, and he lived under the pressure of taking on petty duties. But he did not resent the officials. Growing up lonely alone, I needed a friend. He thought that if he approached with a smile and shared what he had, they would open their hearts. However, nothing has changed over the past year. Therefore, it was the latter to choose the integrity of the day and the evil spirit of the night.

'The devil doesn't hit. Kindly.'

For Ban Deok-gu, it was the first time someone was trying for him. People just pretend to grovel when they see the money or position of a family. When I turned around, I would point and laugh at him. So I didn't want to disappoint the devil. Forced to tease and memorize the hard, hardened hair, and memorized again. Now I don't care if 180 letters are an order.

It felt good to be expected from someone.

"Good job."

Something touched the Danjeon with praise and then fell.

"You said you were rich, but you still ate a lot of good things. You know how to make a meteoric breakfast, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Forget the psychology you've known so far. Memorize what I taught you. Once in the morning, once in lunch, once in the evening. Just do it three times. It's three times based on the time you get up. Okay?"

Give us new ground, throw away the old one.

No matter how dull Banduk-gu is, there is no doubt that this is a military achievement.

"Now to me, ··."···.""

"That's the answer."

"Yes."

After a while, the hot energy that had never been felt flowed through the blood of the prestigious back and the centurion of the crown.

"Remember while memorizing. Not a lot. You can do it. This is not dangerous. Take your time. Nothing else matters if you can keep up."

a child-friendly explanation

Ban Deok-gu forced himself to hold back his tears and copied the demon's explanation. Fortunately, the process of remembering the position of the blood was easier than memorizing the oral cavity.

"Whoo, Whoo."

However, his body, which did not train normally, breathed out a federal rough breath.

Then the devil asked in a joyful voice.

"Good job. Do you like dumplings?"

Ban Deok-gu nodded quickly as if the baby bird had seen the mother bird. And at that moment three dumplings appeared before me. Vandeokgu hurriedly tore the dumpling and swallowed it as if he had starved for several days.

"Oh, good. It's so delicious."

"You're thirsty, aren't you? Drink this."

Banduk-gu tilted the bottle handed to him by the evil spirit and then grossly nauseated him. I thought it was water, but it's so strong that my whole body is paralyzed.

The evil spirit said to the crooked Bandukgu.

"Dokgu. I owe you an irrevocable debt. So you don't know anyone else, but you'll help."

Ban Deok-gu was blinded by the mysterious sound.

"So live. You don't have to live hard, so just stay alive. Then I'll help you. Okay?"

The cheek fat of Ban Deok-gu fluctuated in every word that the evil spirit uttered seductively. You can tell by being a fool. The devil truly cares about himself. Whoever it is, I wanted to stay together.

"Go, are you going?"

"Yes, I'm going."

Vandeokgu bowed his head.

Then a sweet word came to him.

"So you should increase your drinking capacity until the next time you see him."

Something black hit the top of the head when Banduk-gu raised his head. He fainted as it was, but his face was painted with a brighter smile than ever before.

an end

c. Kim Tae-hyun