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    [Episode 105] First crisis, later story

    It was already dark outside of Cheonmachong.

    Cheong stretched wildly.

    Oh my I thought I was going to die from having so much trouble catching Gao.

    In fact several times along the way I had the urge to run straight up the stairs but I did an excellent job anyway and survived.

    As relief and the joy of survival flooded in Cheong unconsciously became excited and moved backwards performing the most successful dance in human history.

    It was Indiana Ma’s moonwalk.

    The truth that the Heavenly Demon had unfolded through his body remained and it was the most precious enlightenment that Cheong had gained.

    It was a time when we were celebrating with a victory dance.

    “Hmm.”

    Cheong was startled by the sound of coughing.

    “Miss I’m surprised. Grandpa. “Why did you follow me?”

    “I saved your luggage to give it to you when you leave. Even if you go don’t you need to take your things with you? “You are rude.”

    “Wow really? “Have you packed everything?”

    It was only after hearing the story that I remembered Jim.

    Starting with the free passage of the Yangtze River wasn’t there also a guest card given by friends and a letter from the teacher to be delivered to Amipah Bangjangsae?

    In hindsight what my grandfather said was true.

    Since his personality had completely changed the interest he had given Cheong would also disappear and since he had packed his luggage he must have been planning to let him go after opening the door.

    Cheong chased after Choi Lyong.

    When Choi Lyon reached a cart and went inside familiar things appeared along with the package.

    Cheong received the most welcome item among them all.

    You’re back! My moonlight sword!

    It’s been a while since I held the Moonlight Sword (No. 8) but the handle felt so comfortable that it felt familiar as if I had never put it down.

    Cheong smiled and put his sword on his waist.

    And when I was trying to pick up the remaining luggage Choi Lyon was carrying the luggage and not handing it over.

    Cheong’s eyes narrowed.

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    “What? “Are the rest of the parts paid?”

    I guess it was originally from China so was Sangsul also a tradition?

    Do I have to pay for my items back?

    However Choi Lyon noticed and said.

    “Hmm. I don’t know how long I’ll live when I get old so I’m going to see if there’s a good place to live. if. Are you okay?”

    “No Grandpa why aren’t you giving me permission to find a place to die? “Ugh.”

    Cheong sighed deeply.

    Even if I pretend not to know I don’t think the old man will just go away.

    Looking for a place to die doesn’t mean I’m really looking for a sunny spot in Baesan Imsu.

    It was my earnest wish that I could die next to you after spending our short lives together.

    “Grandpa make it clear first. I have no intention of taking my grandfather as my stepdad. Instead I won’t care what my grandfather thinks of me. “I’ll just leave the luggage drive the carriage and do all the odd jobs.”

    The words were immoral but in the end they were permission.

    Choi Lyon’s eyes turned red.

    “Thank you thank you. That much is too much….”

    If the rest of your life can be peaceful with an old man following you around and helping you it doesn’t mean that your wish can’t be granted.

    Since he has already suffered through his life isn’t he already too old to be held by the dead and abuse him?

    But later if you attack her because she is not your daughter your good intentions will turn into evil intentions.

    I don’t know anything else but I can’t see that.

    “instead. I don’t have a hobby of being criticized by the world while traveling around with a hemp plant in tow right? Anyway let’s erase that magic trick that I can’t control. “What if they turn their backs and ask me why I lied to them and ask them to give me my daughter?”

    The message was to dispel the enemy skills I had been honing my entire life.

    It was also something that the warrior valued more than his own life.

    “I will do that. “Even right now.”

    Nevertheless there was no hesitation in Choi Lyong’s answer.

    Cheong sighed again.

    “Let’s get out of here first and talk. “If you stay here a lot of people will flock to you.”

    —-

    The elite masters of the Protestant religion within the Cheonmachong gathered to Ji Seung-ju’s side.

    In a strong and self-respecting Protestant religion being an elite expert was synonymous with the leadership of the Protestant religion.

    “Look at the devil brain. Are you really planning on following that girl?”

    “He is the Heavenly Demon of our time. “Haven’t you already seen his broken sword with your own eyes?”

    “That said isn’t she still a young girl? “There is also something called the dignity of Protestantism.”

    “Isn’t he even more brilliant because he is still young? Think of Mucheon Sword Demon. “Is there a law that says people like him can only exist in political factions?”

    “But aren’t you already a member of a political faction?”

    “Have you not seen the inside of his hands? “The Heavenly Demon will have no choice but to return to the church in the end.”

    “Uhm…”

    The experts let out a sigh.

    Picking the eyeballs of a living person was something that could not be done unless one was a serious mind reader.

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    Even more so if you have a bright smile on your face and don’t hide your joy and it’s like a child playing with toys.

    “But does that mean I have to give up now on a long-held dream that I have pursued my whole life? Besides you can’t reconcile with the midfielders. “I wonder if that’s even possible in the first place.”

    “It might have worked out better. They say a strong guy doesn’t get hit even if he goes out. “What force in the central plains would dare to fight against Shingyo?”

    It was the Church of the Heavenly Demon that had already proven its power through four wars against demons.

    Of course even though they were defeated every time didn’t they leave a big scar on the martial arts team?

    Even if Shingyo suddenly declares that he will put an end to the past and move out to the sun the Moorim cannot claim to be the victims by starting a war and shouting that this will be the case.

    “In fact how long will we have to hold on to Shinsi’s protection and control it? “Isn’t that ultimately why we have accumulated a history of defeat after each invasion?”

    It was a Protestant religion that lived hidden in the barren land.

    This was because they were unable to support a large population.

    The amount of money earned from the ‘business’ carried out by various departments of the outer party in the central office is ultimately limited.

    Therefore Protestantism had no choice but to be strong and self-reliant.

    Therefore the strong self-respect of Protestantism served as a means of maintaining a limited population and equipping the most elite troops possible.

    The natural enemies of the elite troops were ironically a vast number of ordinary people.

    Even if they are trampled by overwhelming exchange rates each and every loss is painful.

    The longer the war goes on the more overwhelming the battle is but the odds become more unfavorable so in the end there is no choice but to lose and flee.

    There was no one here who did not know about the harmful effects of strong self-respect.

    Because everyone got here by eating people.

    However even if we know that the side effects of strong self-respect are serious what can we do if we have no choice but to do so?

    Moreover the results were excellent.

    Although Cheong was always criticized for being an asshole and not having a proper corner it was true that in the entire martial arts world there was no group as powerful as the Cheonma Shingyo as a single community.

    The experts looked very perplexed.

    That’s because like a fantasy landscape most of them are people who chased after wealth after the liberation of the central plains.

    However Ji Seung-ju is a non-principal figure and a magic brain who is respected by Protestants even though he has poor military skills.

    If I had enough time I was confident that I could easily roast an ignorant madu that only worships power.

    It would not be difficult for the Heavenly Demon Church along the Silk Road to confidently claim its territory and achieve greater success than it is now by adding a rule that mixes doctrine and morality.

    Ji Seung-ju swallowed his ambition internally without any expression.

    In the past a general whose last name was Jah said. (The name is not Lion.)

    If you were born as a man wouldn’t you have to wear seven swords and climb the stairs of heaven?

    A person who dares to wear a sword and stand next to the emperor.

    This is probably the highest position that a person who plots a plan to control everything and everything can reach.

    —-

    The Supreme has no name.

    I never saw my father’s face and all my mother gave me was blue hatred.

    In other words all I received was indifference and hatred.

    I didn’t even get a name.

    However the Supreme Lord was not dissatisfied with that fact.

    Because the Supreme Being was the only Supreme Being there was no need for a name.

    If there is only one person in the world there is no reason to use his name.

    However now I know another reason why it didn’t have a name.

    It is simply a body in which the soul of the Heavenly Demon will reside.

    There was no need to give it something extravagant like a name.

    When the Supreme Lord realized this fact he simply fell into despair.

    But not anymore.

    For the first time in my life I felt the pain of being scolded.

    And also for the first time in my life I felt that kind hand stroking my head.

    I heard Mercy say he will forgive you.

    The scene was so vivid that I could vividly remember it even when I closed my eyes showing that the sincere smile that came from within was directed at me with a sincere joy that I had never known before.

    This is the love that parents give to their children.

    That’s right.

    Would you say that you are a parent just because you irresponsibly created a body and released it into the world?

    The qualifications of a parent lied in that love.

    Age beauty and even gender have no meaning here so isn’t it just that a man calls his father and woman his mother?

    But there is still one left.

    It was the most precious thing parents gave to their children.

    Something the Supreme doesn’t have yet. name.

    He told me to be nice so I will be nice.

    When we meet again we will finally receive a name based on that promise.

    The Most High saw the elites of the Protestant religion.

    They were ruthless bastards who dared to ignore the Supreme Being and make jokes among themselves.

    Anger boiled in the heart of the Supreme Being.

    Anger became power and black magic energy boiled over.

    The Supreme Being was a military officer of the Hyeongyeong and even he was merely restrained and tied up in order to escape from evil.

    When Dantian was shattered Emperor Jin was also released.

    It was an entry into the police force.

    With that realization I forcibly patched up the shattered Danjeon and was able to somehow succeed in preserving it even though the result was nothing more than rags.

    It was a body prepared for the Heavenly Demon.

    The medicinal properties of the elixir that I had been drinking instead of rice since I was young still flowed through my limbs.

    Once the power outage is maintained recovery will take time but is not impossible.

    The Most High calmed down his anger.

    It wasn’t that difficult.

    Just thinking about the smile embedded in my heart was enough.

    My mind and body naturally become stable and the corners of my mouth naturally droop.

    Like you said I will be a good child.

    my beloved

    mother.

    The Most High is forty-seven years old this year.

    —-

    There are times when people have a sense of superiority and unconsciously read the movements of heaven and earth.

    This was also called a sixth sense or a premonition.

    Cheong trembled.

    Suddenly I had a feeling that something was really unpleasant.

    what? Did you just get goosebumps?

    But no matter how much I think about it there is no particular reason.

    Cheong just pondered his uneasy feeling.

    Well it has to be that way.

    How would you know that you have a new grown son following your father and sister?

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