Chapter 510: 510
The end of a war is always futile.
And the task of patching up the war is not always simple. In particular, if a few subdue the majority, they will have no choice but to be troubled by the backlog.
Yosa Hon first took away the Sgt.
Of course, that's not how much I overpowered them all.
It's not like you can't fight because you don't have a weapon, and it's not very useful for those who learn how to use long and martial arts.
But from Yosa Hon's point of view, they were one family anyway. Therefore, it would have been better to take proper care of them than to push them too hard.
The Binggudos also obeyed orders without resisting, whether because they knew his mind, or because they thought Solchon Sang no longer had a point in rebelling.
"Something seems to be a lie."
"Well."
Baek Cheon nodded quietly at Yoon-Jong's words.
As soon as the war ended, the blizzard that hit again covered all traces of fierce fighting white. The North Sea, too, doesn't want the aftermath of this war to last long.
"They used to be in the same family."
"That's true."
"She's not a pushover, so she'll take care of it. This is none of our business."
"Yes."
They were talking about war, but their voices didn't contain much power. We were talking, but the spirit seemed to be sold elsewhere.
Their eyes were fixed towards the door in front.
"…Will it be all right?"
"What?"
"The injury looked pretty big."
"There's no one in the world to worry about. Is Chung-Myung worried about him?"
"That's true, but…….”
Yoon-jong saw Baek Cheon blurring the end of his speech.
The horse was calm, but Baek Cheon's face was also full of nervousness. Unlike them who were not hurt, Chung-Myung was seriously injured in the competition against Solchon Sang.
Baek Cheon rubbed his mouth without saying a word.
'You're a wreck.’
I know why I had to. I understand with my head.
If Chung-Myung hadn't cut Solchon Sang's throat in one go, the war would have been much longer. Then there must be a lot of blood soaked in the North Sea.
It was a war where there was no room for compromise, so it would never have ended until someone was completely defeated.
In the end, Chung-Myung clearly reduced the number of people he would be killed in this war. That's the way.… although it was very aggressive.
Strangely, Baek Cheon didn't feel up to it, though it was something to praise both as a master and as a single unmanned.
Baek Cheon slightly clenched his fist and opened it. Then Yoon-Jong opened his mouth again.
"Will it be all right?"
"Why do you keep asking me the same thing?"
"No, it's not like that.….”
Yoon-Jong hesitated slightly and glanced toward the door and said.
"……Body said yes, Chung-Myung was so different from usual. For no reason……."
“…….”
Baek Cheon looked at the tightly closed door unanswered.
'It was different…
I know what you're talking about. But there was only one answer.
"But it's still Chung-Myung."
“…….”
"Isn't that enough?"Yoon-Jong finally nodded silently. Then a low voice was heard in the corner.
"It's the same."
The two people who were talking turned to one side.
Yoo-Esul, standing with his back against the wall, was looking this way with an expressionless face.
"Nothing different.”
"…Yes."
Baek Cheon nodded slowly in agreement. Of course, Yoon-Jong knows that Chung-Myung was worried about it. So Baek Cheon didn't blame him.
"However…" Chung-Myung's attitude may be a little different than usual, so be understanding. There will be consequences after such a battle.”
"Yes, boarding house."
"We're gonna…….”
It was the moment when Baek Cheon tried to carry on with his solemn eyes.
"Ahhhhhhhh!
A desperate scream came from the door.
"What, what!"
"Is it an assault?"
Surprised, Hwasan's disciples jumped to their feet in fright. It was the voice from the inside that blocked Baek Cheon, who was about to kick in the door.
"Argh! Argh! It hurts! What kind of bandages are you wearing? You're gonna get hurt!"
"It's noisy! Why don't you stay still?”
"Ah! Arms! Arms! Arms! No, they hurt! It hurts!"
"You've got to mop your body, and you're sick and you're talking! I'm going to turn your head around!"
“…….”
Baek Cheon sighed as he listened to the violent voices.
"……Let's go in for now."
The horse was flung open the door and went inside.
"No! Hey! Is this a cure? This?"
"Stay still, don't you dare you! Do you want to have a needle in the top of your head?"
Dang-Soso climbed onto Chung-Myung's back, wrapped in bandages, and was poking his saliva without mercy.
Baek Cheon smiled pleased as he looked at Chung-Myung, who was almost a hedgehog.
You've changed a lot.’
It's faster to wait for the North Sea to become a desert than to expect him to change.
The contemplative Chung-Myung screamed the whole time.
"No, saliva! What saliva is the size of a person's palm? It's not a cure, it's a cure!"
"Why would you tell them apart?" It's up to you!"
"That's not true.
Baek Cheon, who couldn't see Chung-Myung shaking his whole body, gave a chin.
"Guys."
"Yes, Sa-suk!"
"Hold him and press him!"
"Yes!"
Jo-Gol, Yoon-Jong and Yoo-Esul rushed in and pressed Chung-Myung. Chung-Myung's resistance grew stronger, but neither did the three let go.
"You traitors! Do you think I'll forget this grudge?!"
"Hey, it's noisy."
Baek Cheon kicked his tongue with a slight frown.
"No, he never blinks even with a knife in his body. Why is he so glowing when he sees saliva?"
"Why?! Why is that strange? Do you want a bowl on the head of your company? Are you all right?"
Then Dang-Soso clenched his teeth and slapped Chung-Myung on the back.
"Be quiet! Be quiet! Don't move!"
"Argh! It hurts there! There!"
Chung-Myung, who had been running for so long, finally managed to calm down after Yoo-Esul grabbed his head tightly and slapped him with a clout.
Baek Cheon, sighing deeply, asked Dang-Soso.
"How is it?"
Then she replied in a slightly irritated voice.
"I don't care. It's similar to last time. No, I don't know why this guy always makes his body like this whenever he fights. Do you have a hobby of sewing on your body?!"
Dang-Soso stared at Chung-Myung with fierce eyes, as if he was angry again.Even the world's Chung-Myung was flinchingly powerful.
Hye Yeon, who was watching this scene, helped with a gentle smile.
"Amitabha Buddha, but thanks to the heavy work of Chung-Myung Xiju, it's all good…….”
"Hye Yeon monk."
"What?"
"Be quiet."
"…Yes."
Hye Yeon was crushed into the corner, quietly memorizing disapproval beyond anyone's hearing.
Squeeze.
Finally, Dang-Soso, who collected all the saliva and tied the bandage, frowned and came down from Chung-Myung's back.
"I've cleaned up all the credit, so I think I'll be fine if I take a little rest. Chung-Myung's death penalty tends to heal quickly."
"Right?"
"Then you'll die, and then…"
“…….”
Slightly embarrassed, Baek Cheon dissuaded Dang-Soso with an awkward face.
"Furious, I'm a patient, so don't be so hard on me."
"Since you're a patient, have you ever thought you were still alive?”
“…….”
Baek Cheon grinned.
I'll never get hurt.’
What congressman is scarier than the enemy?
"Oh, yeah.
Then Chung-Myung, who was lying on his face, rose to his feet.
"Maybe it's because I'm getting older, but I'm…….”
"No, you crazy bastard! How old are you?"
"He's the one who'”
"Ha… What do you guys know?"
Chung-Myung stirred his hand and sat with his feet crossed.
Seeing Chung-Myung wearing a bandage all over his body, they were Hwasan's disciples who felt heavy for no reason.
"Are you all right?"
"What's the big deal?"
"……did he spit so hard?”
Chung-Myung said, glaring at Baek Cheon.
"Soso, give me a spit."
"Why? It's not enough, is it? Do you want me to put you on the top of the death row?
"……No."
The sullen Chung-Myung looked at Baek Cheon and asked.
"So what's the situation like?"
Baek Cheon sighed and opened his mouth.
"The arrangement is getting neater than I thought. Even the people who followed the Bingo drink listened to Elder Yosa Hon without much resistance. It's a little strange to us."
"Because it's closer to the kingdom of Segana."
If there's a revolt in Hwasan and someone knocks Hyun Jong down and claims he's a long story short?
'He's going to be a five-year-old for that day.’
Without Chung-Myung, Yoon-Jong, Yoo-Esul, and Baek Cheon will turn into Asura and go wild.
"The elder is hurrying to ascend the palace of the new year's "Bing Palace is a place where you can't live without a palace."
"Well, anyway. It's too much for him."
Chung-Myung kicked his tongue.
"Yeah, it's better to have a head. Especially here."
There are some aspects that are hard to understand in the way of thinking in the Middle Ages, but there are reasons for one's life. I didn't mean to argue it right or wrong.
The way Hwasan does it will be full of things that others don't understand.
"We need to get this straight as soon as possible. It's not a time-consuming situation."
Speaking in a low voice, Chung-Myung jumped to his feet.
"Why are you getting up all of a sudden?"
"I'm gonna go see Yosa Hon.”
"Hey! The patient…….”
"Who cares about the patient."
Chung-Myung's eyes shone slightly cold, which neatly interrupted Baek Cheon.
"I'm not in a position to argue that. We need to finish organizing as soon as possible and take care of those demon pups.”
"……I know that, but you don't have to go. We'll go and deliver the message. The elder seemed to be busy working on it."Chung-Myung smirked at Baek Cheon's concerning remarks.
"Living quarters."
"Huh?"
"Everything is good……. No, they're all bad, but there's one particularly bad thing.”
"What, dude?"
Chung-Myung continued, ignoring the enraged Baek Cheon.
"I'm just saying that I like people so much."
"…what do you mean?"
"You'll find out when you see it."
There was a strange cynic hanging around his mouth.
"Those who have nothing don't know how to look back, but those who have something are bound to look back and hesitate.”
I said it with a smile, but I felt a strange chill.
No, there was even a fine bitterness.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the atmosphere and couldn't stop him. He just stared blankly at the back of his exit.
Then Chung-Myung, who was taking a step, stopped. Then he said without looking back.
"Oh, and."
"Huh?"
Chung-Myung stood still without saying a word.
Just as Jo-Gol, tired of waiting, was about to say a word, a strange voice came out of Chung-Myung's mouth.
"Everyone did a good job this time.”
“…….”
Hwasan's disciples looked at Chung-Myung with wide eyes.
However, he disappeared without hesitation as if he had said everything he wanted to say.
“…….”
Jo-Gol leapt up from his seat and headed to the window.
"What are you doing?"
"No, I just wanted to make sure the sun was up in the west."
“…….”
"If not, it's Soso. Did he take the wrong medicine?”
"I didn't take any medicine. If it was wrong, I would have poked the wrong needle.….”
Yoo-Esul, who was opening his mouth as if he was dumbfounded, bowed his head and muttered.
"……It was a good night."
It was unbelievable.
Oh, my god.
I can't believe that Chung-Myung is saying compliments.
Wasn't Chung-Myung the one who was nagging when he beat his famous students at the Cheonjabi stage and when he knocked down the master of the crowd?
"……I've come to this day in my life."
"You know what, death penalty."
Baek Cheon, briefly lost in thought, stood up and turned away.
"Don't talk nonsense and let's follow."
"Yes, boarding house."
First, a small smile permeated his mouth as he went ahead.
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