Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 715

Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 715

After hearing the answer, Cheol Ji-seon is silent for a moment.

Since I expressed positivity, there will be some kind of response.
I decided and waited for a while.

Tuk-tuk.

Tap the tabletop with your fingertips.
What will Cheol Ji-seon say?

Are you going to ask me why I did that?
Or should I ask if there are any plans to escape?

As I waited quietly for that, Cheol Ji-seon soon opened his mouth.

“…Is there a reason why it should be like that?”

It’s the former.
Rather than asking about the plan, I was asked why I did it.

Moreover, it is an answer that shows the character of Cheoljiseon.
Rather than asking directly why he did that, it was a form of consideration for the other person during this time.

Of course, this is not a method of speaking that suits me.

“The reason… I did it because it was necessary.”

“You needed it?”

“Yeah, I needed it.”

Dangdeok had to be captured.

In the name of demonic religion.

If caught around now, the timing would be perfect.
It would be even better if the Emperor Ilyong, who is famous for his impatient personality, went there.

“Then, why did you send Nahi Sojeo…?”

I tilted my head in response to Cheol Ji-seon’s question.

“what. “Didn’t you say that knowingly?”

Last time I said I sent Nahi to Hubei. Cheoljiseon reacted to me as if he was being cruel.
I thought this might have been a reaction because he had noticed it to some extent.

“It was literally just an expectation. “No way… I didn’t know it would be like this.”

I listened slightly to the words he spoke as if he was worried about something.
What is your intention? This is to wait for the next words.

At that moment.

“No matter what, my colleague-.”

“haha.”

I had to burst out laughing at Cheol Ji-seon’s words without realizing it.
He seems to be mistaken about something.

“Jiseon.”

“…uh?”

“Who is your colleague?”

“…!”

Cheol Ji-seon’s eyes widen at the somewhat cold words.

“…Yangcheon…? You…”

“Don’t be mistaken. “They are not colleagues.”

“What is that?”

“I’m saying don’t give unnecessary affection. look. “If you give affection and lingering regret, your future becomes blurry.”

As he continues speaking, Cheol Ji-seon’s eyes tremble.
Looking at that, I took a sip of tea.

“Your purpose and my purpose. “That’s why we’re together.”

There are only a few people I can call colleagues.
Is Cheol Ji-seon worthy of being considered a colleague?

That’s all.

“Jiseon.”

“…”

Cheoljiseon did not respond to the call. But it doesn’t matter.

“If you are dissatisfied with this, either change your plan completely or find the guy and bring him back.”

“…!”

“If you can’t do it, keep your useless sense of justice hidden inside. “Because it’s useless now.”

The place to go is clear.

Even though where I want to go and the goals of Cheolji Line are somewhat different.
The path is similar, so he is by my side.

“Just look at what you have to see. “I used it because I needed it.”

I chewed a handful of the dry snacks in front of me and swallowed them.
Even though I don’t have any alcohol, I get through it just fine.

“…”

After hearing this, Cheol Ji-seon said nothing more.

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t have anything to say or if there’s nothing I can say.
I didn’t care.

‘It’s right to go as I want.’

Whatever the meaning of Cheoljiseon.
No matter what people around you think. It is only right to follow my will.

So that.

‘Because I can take responsibility alone.’

gulp.

I swallowed the tea and then got up.
The story to be told is over. Now that I had some idea of the surrounding news, it was time to head back.

‘The bait has been bitten.’

Now it’s time to just wait.

“I go first. “You said you were going to visit the head of the Hwangbo family, right?”

“Uh, yeah…”

“Okay, see you later.”
Tuk-tuk.

As he moves, he lightly taps Cheol Ji-seon’s shoulder and walks away.

Until Gina comes down the stairs.

I didn’t look at what kind of expression Cheol Ji-seon was making.

******************

Two days have passed.

The first finals on day 2.
Three days have passed since it ended.

The reason is no different. Immediately after the main race is over, conditions are checked and fatigue is reduced.
In other words, it was a rest period.

Ttuduk.

I relaxed my body lightly and started walking.

‘The internal injuries are all healed.’

The big one still remained, though.
The most recent internal injury has healed.

That was enough.

Hwiiing.

I felt the wind and turned my head slightly.

The end of summer.
Before I knew it, the scent of fall was permeating the wind.

The leaves will fall in a little while.

‘…’

It meant that time was passing, so it wouldn’t be pleasant to me.

‘Are you impatient?’

I stroked my chest with my hand.
Am I impatient?

right. impatient
How can I not be impatient?

It was a life where I had to wipe away the sweat every day.

‘It’s not easy.’

It’s a life I chose myself, but the stuffiness is still the same.

I chuckled.
I had to at least laugh.

“Look over there…”

“They…”

I looked straight ahead at the sound in my ear.
The streets of Hanam are still crowded with people.

Although a few days have passed since the finals began, there have already been many changes.

Typically.

“It’s the Seomwol Sword… It’s really as beautiful as the rumors say.”

“How can a person be so beautiful?”

Wi Seol-ah walking next to me.

The number of people recognizing her has increased.
A lot of that too.

“I heard the dance was truly amazing, right?”

“You look younger than my daughter… Are you really saying that you are Hwa-gyeong’s servant?”

“They say that using a sword is like seeing Geomjon’s young enemy.”

A dance with Shinryong. The aftereffects still remained.
Eyes were already drawn to my face. Now, even the slightest yearning has been mixed into it.

“It’s a shame… I wanted to see more.”

There were some who were disappointed that Wi Seol-ah was eliminated.

“What can I do? The opponent was the opponent. “It was the divine dragon of Shaolin, wasn’t it?”

There are also people who have been properly imprinted with the status of a divine dragon.

‘Tsk…’

I clicked my tongue briefly.

If this happens, it’s exactly what Sorim wanted.

‘Is this a problem caused by working too hard?’

Geomzon’s successor was strong.
That too is enormous.

but.

‘Shinryong was stronger.’

Because of this, the painting turned out better than Sorim had hoped.
The status of Shenryong was now sky-high.

Of course so.

‘Because I saw him as a crazy person.’

There is something that comes to mind sometimes while watching Wei Seol-ana and Nam Gung-bia.

Those two seem to have created beauty in human form.
I often thought that to myself.

Looking at this, Shinryong was the embodiment of talent.

‘The feeling of turning talent into a human being.’

Youngpoong or Woohyuk.

‘I felt it at first glance when I saw those guys, but that guy was too severe.’

It is not a simple landscape, but a realm of imagery.
The martial arts he used. Hwang Ah Kang Ram.

I knew it as soon as I saw it.

‘The principle is similar to my singing spear.’

In the process of surrounding the energy, hold it in your mind so as not to let it get distracted.
It was a level of difficulty that made me laugh as soon as I saw it.

‘It’s like that, so no one can use it.’

How many people in Shaolin right now can use that?

Even if you’re not good at it, it’s a martial arts skill that you can only use if you’re good at it, so even if you count it on your fingers, it won’t exceed five.

‘A martial arts skill of such difficulty was used by a warrior who met the terms and conditions.’

So it is only natural that this kind of enthusiasm arises.

Yes, it’s natural.

So, I didn’t do anything.

‘Because it was at a reasonable level.’

A different appearance from my previous life.

I don’t know what happened, but the current era’s Shinryong has gone far beyond the wall.

‘I thought it might be similar to Youngpoong.’

Yeongpung, the frog in the well.
Just like that guy, I thought Shinryong wouldn’t be any different.

‘What is it?’

How on earth did I get away with it?

‘Was there anyone worth targeting?’

A being who will prevent you from having arrogance. I wonder if there was another person like that in Shaolin.
A question came to mind, but I didn’t know for sure.

In the meantime, the more I walk, the more words I hear in my ears.

“Next to the Sword of the Moon… Isn’t that the woman? “It’s said to be the poison of the party’s family.”

Next to Wei Xueol was Tang Xiaoyeol. There was also talk about party dissociation.

For reference, just as Wei Xue’er got a nickname, Tang Xiaoyeol’s nickname changed.

That nickname is.

“Uh huh. What a poisonous bong. “Please tell me about it sometime.”

“that’s right. “It’s no longer poisonous power…”

“It’s poisonous power.”

Puzzle.

The sound of teeth clenching could be heard from somewhere in response to the words I heard.

It was from Tang So-yeol.

“…single sovereignty…does that…. make sense?”

He was frowning as if he didn’t like something.
Even so, it was not a threat because it had a nice appearance.

“Seol-ah is Seomwolgeom… so put something pretty on her. Why me…!”

“If it’s poisonous in the first place, it’s usually not pretty.”

“That’s right!”

Tang So-yeol screamed at my words that did not seem comforting.

“…I didn’t even use poison in the fight. Why is it poisonous?…”

“That’s up to your family.”

No matter how ruined the party door is, the party door is the party door.
When it came to poison, it was unavoidable because Sega was the most famous.

“On purpose… I didn’t even use poison, so why…”

“…”

On purpose…?

‘…Could it be that they expected the name to change?’

Probably not.
Even if that was the case, at least he shouldn’t have harpooned the grenade sword with his fist.

“Since you made such a big deal out of it with your fists… I wonder if you’ll get a nice star rating.”

“…No, but… I didn’t know that person was that weak.”

He says scary things with a calm expression on his face.

The Baekdae master suddenly became weak.

‘It’s a monopoly…’

Even so, he has a small body and a cute appearance.
As it was, it was known by its nickname and it was a monopoly.

It really doesn’t suit me.
It made me think that way.

‘But what can I do?’

That has already happened.

Once a star is known, it usually does not change.
In order to change, you had to show something, whether it was a big accident or something.

‘Just like this Wei Xue or the party’s disobedience.’

Monopoly.

The party members who received it were gradually expressing their dissatisfaction.
Wei Xue’er….

“Confucius. Would you like some medicine? it is delicious…!”

“…thank you.”

It doesn’t seem like a big deal.
Even if I got a special nickname, I don’t think it would matter much.

Same goes for when you lose a match right now. I didn’t feel any regret of defeat and even looked a little brighter than usual.

It was the same with Namgungbia, but Wi Seol-ah seems to feel the same way.

‘Well, it was like that in my past life too.’

Immediately after achieving great results in the Sapa subjugation operation in his previous life.
It was revealed that Wei Seol-ah was Geomjon’s disciple and granddaughter, and she was given the name Sogeomseong.

At that time, Sogumseong frowned and made an expression that he did not like it.

‘Did you say it was heavy?’

The star name is so heavy.
That’s why I said that. It was something I heard once.

‘So, is it light now?’

Compared to the Sogeomseong, the Seomwolgeom felt light.

Is that why I have no idea?

‘…then I’m glad.’

I don’t have the facial expressions I used to make in my past life. That’s enough.

Tuk.

“huh? Confucius?”

Without saying anything, I stroked Wei Xue’er’s hair.

Wei Seol-ah looked at him as if asking what was wrong, but he ignored him and just touched him.

“Yes?”

Although I touch it a little roughly, the hair is so soft that it doesn’t tangle easily.

“…Confucius.”

At that sight, a dark voice was heard from below.
It’s a party fever.

“…Why…are you only touching Seol-ah?”

“…hmm?”

what?
“By any chance… are you touching it because it’s the Sword of the Moon? “In comparison, I am… dull, dark, and heavy, like an old man, so you won’t touch me?”

“…”

What is this paranoia?
It was a word that made me feel uncomfortable as soon as I heard it.

“I… I have sole authority…! Ugh!”

Before it got any worse, he also stroked Tang Xiaoyeol’s head.
Only then will the party fever become quiet.

Walking while stroking everything with both hands, I wondered what kind of situation this was.

“…Look at that…Soyeomra….”

This time, I heard a whispering sound while looking at me.

“So Yeom-ra uses Dokjeon and Seonwolgeom….”

“I only heard it through rumors. “It was real.”

“They say he’s a lecher… but he doesn’t seem very handsome. why?”

“I heard that you are engaged to the Sword Dancer of the Namgung family.”

“what…? “Are you talking about the sword dancer named Anhui’s Best Beauty?”

“But still treating a woman like that….”

“Trash.”

“It’s trash.”

“It’s trash, right? “It probably won’t even be recycled.”

…Fuck.

I feel like I got a headache just hearing that.
Why am I the only one spreading rumors like that?

‘I think I did pretty well?’

I did a good job dancing with Mr. Poonglim, and I also confirmed that the rumor was secretly spreading.

Why is my story only like that?
‘Why am I so horny?’

If I had done something, I wouldn’t have felt unfair. Damn it.

“Wow… did you hear us?”

“Whew, that’s an ugly face.”

“That…. Soyeomra who killed Sapa by burning him alive….”

“…”

I really hope they know.
I don’t just burn and kill Sapain.

“Whoa….”

“Are you okay, Confucius?”

“are you okay.”

I almost committed murder for a moment, but fortunately I held back.

You can’t just kill someone on the street.
Even if it’s secret, you won’t know.

I held on for a long time and kept walking.
The destination, of course, is the Murim League.

“All three people have been identified. Please come in.”

Complete the verification process at the entrance and take your first steps.
Inside, there was a quieter crowd than on the first day.

‘Half.’

To be exact, a little less than half.

There may have been people who gave up after two days because they were so badly injured, or who abstained from training due to lack of energy.
It wasn’t exactly half.

‘Then, will there be a bye?’

It’s not out of the question.
If the number was ambiguous, it was bound to come up.

at that time.

“uh.”

Someone is waving at us in the distance.

It was a loss.

“It’s here.”

Seongyul, who seemed somewhat tired, was sitting next to Paejon.

I had to laugh when I saw that.

“There are two people, so it’s a very strange picture.”

“joy.”

As of today, the third final.

Filtering out people from the first round and the main line of the second round.
Filter again for two days.

After a few rounds like that, the semifinals would begin.

‘I will fight until I get tired of it.’

I’m exhausted just thinking about it.
I felt like I wanted to move on.

‘The others must be full of excitement.’

I think I’m a really weird guy too.
Even though he’s a military man, he doesn’t really like bimu.

While I was looking around blankly.

“Why did you come here if you didn’t even participate today?”

Fazon, who slightly relaxed his shoulders, asked me.

right.

I am not participating today.
I heard it was scheduled for tomorrow.

Nevertheless, the reason why I came.

“It’s not really because of the prince.”

Tang So-yeol and Wei Seol-ah also said they wanted to leave.
I came here once because I heard that Seongyul was participating.

So that’s why I came to see it.

I look at Seongyul from that perspective.
Seongyul was fidgeting like a puppy that wanted to poop.

“Hey, why are you doing that?”

While speaking, I checked the direction Seongyul was looking.

There were several warriors…no, literary people gathered there.

I focused my attention on the clothes they were wearing.

A white robe with wind-shaped embroidery.
few years ago. It was similar to the clothes worn by the now deceased Cheonghae Ilgeom.

This means:

‘Hmm.’

This means that they are members of the Kunlun faction that Seongyul originally belonged to.

I looked up and looked at them.
It was on the side of the board where the match schedule for today’s match was written.

“…”

I’m quietly looking at each one.
There are a few words that stand out.

Gwangju Jinga Jin Im-seok Vs. Cao Tian of the Kunlun Sect.

‘I was just wondering why this shit is happening.’

Jin Im-seok is Seong-yul’s fake identity that I created.
Jin Im-seok’s opponent was the Kunlun faction.

If this is fate, should it be called fate?

‘You said nothing special happened last time, but you’re a piece of shit.’

Seongyul’s expression wasn’t good, so I asked him what was wrong.
The guy played it off and said that nothing had happened.

But looking at the reaction now, it looks like something happened.

‘Tsk tsk.’

If you had told me that in advance, I would have done something.
Anyway, I didn’t like it.

‘Seriously… I don’t think Seongyul is the only problem?’

Seongyul and Kunlun school writers are included.
Even if you leave it to your own devices, I was concerned about the article that was far below Seongyul’s bracket.

He was the loser’s opponent.

Hebei Pengga Pengzhou vs. Xianbi is Bieuijin.

“…”

The opponent of defeat was none other than the King of Dao.