Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 434

< Episode 434 > Tell me the words.

Dokjeolcheon (毒絶天) Dangjemun.

He is one of the five heroes who stopped the blood demon’s blood attack.

He was one of the great men who helped to turn the party, which was treated as a faction at the time, into a political faction and later found the Murim League.

A person I’ve heard several times in the mouth of Shinnoya.

I was told he was one of the crazy ones.

‘…He’s not a guy. It’s an old man.’

I looked at the appearance of Dangjemun with surprised eyes.

Long straight hair that goes down to the waist.

The green hair that drifts softly is a beautiful pale green color that cannot be compared to that of Dang So-yeol or Dok-wang.

Where did you see that hair color?

‘It’s similar to the color of the lake.’

Illusion comes as if there is light.

The eyes that evoke a dreamy feeling as if slightly closed and the pupils contained in them are shining like jewels.

At first glance, it looks like Dang So-yeol, but it has a much more feminine and mature atmosphere.

Especially the chest…

‘…’

Even if it wasn’t as much as Namgoongbia, it seemed quite uncomfortable to use martial arts.

Is that woman really right?

Could it be Dang Je-mun’s younger sister or older sister?

If not…

‘Dang Je-mun was really a woman?’

It’s not a strange story that there is a woman among the heroes, but no, the woman’s name is somehow…

I’m looking at the self-proclaimed Tangjemun with a puzzled expression, so…no, she’s coming this way.

Shaaaaaa-!

The enemy investigator showed great hostility as he looked at her.

Why is this guy like this again?

Looking at the enemy investigator, Dang Je-mun tilts his head and says,

[How amazing. To have a spirit creature with you.]

“You mean a spirit creature…?”

It’s like I’ve heard it somewhere.

I couldn’t remember.

[Who are you?]

“…”

[It’s definitely not Shin-cheol… I can feel Shin-cheol’s energy.]

He smiled bitterly at Dang Je-moon’s words.

Hearing her words, he seemed to know a little about the identity of this place.

‘Then here too.’

An arrangement prepared for Noya.

The things Bulyeong said and Yeonilcheon gave a definite answer.

So, does the poison lake in the text also mean that it is an arrangement prepared for Shin Noya?

If there is a party door, it’s probably for sure.

“Noya… no, he has a little bit of a relationship with the master of Shincheol.”

[Are you a descendant of Shincheol?]

A descendant.

I wonder if I can dare to say that I am a successor to the Volcano Wave in the volcano.

“yes.”

I knew.

If I hesitated here, Shin Noya would say something later.

He changed his poopy diapers and raised him, so he would constantly spit out bitter words, saying, “Are you pretending not to know?”

“I am his successor.”

So, I didn’t hesitate anymore.

[…]

Upon hearing my answer, Dang Je-mun’s expression darkened a little.

Why Why is she making that face?

[…So Shin-cheol didn’t survive after all.]

“Ah.”

Are you sorry about that?

Until now, when I met the heroes of the past, all of them regretted or despaired about this.

That Shinnoya didn’t survive.

I mean, this was important to them.

[I want to ask Huin.]

“Do you believe that I am Huin?”

On the contrary, I am even more embarrassed at the word that he calls me a descendant without hesitation.

After hearing my words, Dang Je-mun asks me with a puzzled expression.

[Isn’t it?]

“No… it should be right… that.”

Swoop.

To me hesitating, the dangjemun comes right in front of me and points to my chest with a finger.

[You are ominous.]

“…”

I swallowed in vain at her sudden words.

At the same time, a chilly aura passed over his neck.

I remember hearing something similar from Yeon Il-cheon at Shinryong-gwan’s remarks in the past.

-You are a disaster.

He obviously told me so.

Regarding this, I had anxiety in my heart that it might not be true.

[I can feel the unknown presence too much, and the unstable appearance is difficult to see in many ways.]

“…”

[But.]

Dang Je-mun’s fingertips get closer and closer, and soon stab me in the chest.

I couldn’t really feel the touch.

[I can feel the spirit inside.]

“…!”

[That’s enough for me. You are right to be his successor.]

“I might have obtained this… in a bad way.”

[He would have been angry if he had done that. Because Shin-cheol is such a person.]

It was such a firm belief.

I looked into her eyes.

You can feel exceptionally deep emotions in the brilliant green eyes.

The feeling was so strong and strong that even I could see how Tang Zewen was looking at Shin Noya.

‘I heard that this old man has never been in a relationship.’

After all the twists and turns on me, I didn’t know what the case was.

just wake up I will check every one of them.

As I was thinking about that, Dang Je-mun called me again.

[Huin.]

“Yes. Seniors.”

[…Has Huin ever seen Shincheol?]

“…”

It was a somewhat cautious tone.

I could see from those words a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

“I have seen it.”

Happiness flashes in Dangjemun’s eyes.

“…I’m still with you.”

[That…that?]

I had to feel an inexplicable guilt when I saw that Danjemun with the brightest expression I’ve ever seen.

‘Do you not wake up at times like this?’

Shin Noya was resentful.

The last time I met Yeon Il-chun, he woke up even for a moment.

Why are you silent at this time?

Looking at the dangjemun, full of anticipation, I looked at the past with a sigh. He briefly explained the time when he met Shin Noya.

[…]

After the explanation.

The only thing left in Dang Je-mun’s eyes was regret.

When I heard that he absorbed Shinnoya with the energy of the ghost and went around with him for several years.

It seemed that his heart was swollen at the fact that Shin Noya was there.

It seemed that Tang Zewen was greatly disappointed that he had fallen asleep and had not woken up for nearly a year.

[The reason Huin wasn’t surprised when he saw me was… I guess that’s why.]

“…Yes.”

We met so many times that it must have been a rough guess.

‘The most surprising thing is that Tang Jiewen was a woman.’

It is true that I had no idea that he was such a delicate and delicate person.

Tang Zewen still looked half-dead in his eyes, as if he was disappointed.

I wondered if it would be better to leave it alone for now.

I didn’t have time, so I had to ask questions first.

“The Golden Iron Fist King saw me and called me a calamity.”

At my words, Dang Je-moon’s eyes are filled with discoloration.

[You mean every day?]

‘Oh.’

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but a slight hostility seemed to pass in Dang Je-mun’s eyes as he mentioned Yeonilcheon.

“Yes, he looked at me and said it was a disaster.”

And I almost died

When I think back to that time, it was terrifying. If it wasn’t for Shinnoya’s intervention, he might really have died.

“Senior too. Do you think so?”

I had to think a lot about asking this question.

It was because it would be difficult if Dang Je-mun tried to kill me like Yeon Il-cheon did.

The reason why she asked the question was because she believed in the feelings she had for Shin Noya.

I wondered if it was a successor, at least he would save me.

In response to this question, Dang Je-mun told me this.

[What did Shin-cheol answer about that?]

How did Shin-cheol come up with an answer?

What Noya, the god at that time, said to me…

I’m sure.

“…He told us to believe in ourselves, not in the words of others.”

I said so.

What the hell would a martial artist do if he didn’t believe in himself?

Upon hearing this, Dang Je-mun smiled faintly.

[It’s like Shincheol.]

He seemed to like the answer.

[That’s right… He would have answered that way.]

“How do you see it, senior?”

[I don’t know.]

Shin Noya’s answer was like that, but what about Dangjemun’s answer?

In response to the question, Dang Je-mun looked at me with a somewhat cool look.

and said

[If it were me, I would probably have given the same answer as Ilcheon.]

“…!”

I am stunned by the cool energy in his voice.

It must be ‘thought’. How can Yeonilcheon and Dangjemun have such energy?

The moment I tried to look around in case something happened.

[But…]

Dang Je-mun immediately erased the coolness and continued to talk behind the scenes.

[If Shin-cheol said that, then he must be right.]

I feel relieved by her words, but I feel a mix of emotions.

There is Shin Noya in every word.

How many emotions do you have to put in to be like that?

“You seem to have a lot of faith in Noya.”

[…]

No reply has been heard to this statement.

Tang Zewen simply watches my heart.

Those eyes seemed to be looking for Shin Noya.

“Seniors…?”

Hearing my call, Dang Je-mun turns around and heads somewhere.

It was in the darkness where the Dangjemun had appeared, but all of a sudden the darkness cleared and I could see a small podium in place.

‘That’s…’

A stone the size of a fist perched on top of a podium catches my eye.

A stone that emits soft light in pure white color.

I watched it and raised my eyes.

‘White horse stone.’

A white horse stone that should have been harbored by a white-class monster.

The thing I was longing for was right there.

[Your descendants may know this, but I am the thought left behind by Tang Zemun.]

While the magic stone took his eyes, Tang Zemun continued to speak slowly.

[It is one of the arrangements prepared for Shin-cheol…. The lingering regrets and regrets left for him. That’s me.]

“Resentment and regret.”

Hearing that, an unknown question crossed my mind.

Regrets and regrets aside.

I understand that this place is a note prepared by Dangjemun.

‘Why did you prepare the white horse stone?’

Magic stones are not very useful for ordinary people.

No matter how much energy there is in it.

It wouldn’t be something that could be absorbed like Youngdan or Naedan, but it was a bit strange to prepare a white horse stone for Shin Noya.

I’m going to ask Dangjemun about it.

[After that.]

Before that, Tang Je-mun called me.

“yes.”

[You have to pass the test to have this poison altar.]

“Yes?”

[This is also prepared for Shincheol… but if you are a later person…]

“Wait a minute.”

[What is it?]

I think I heard something wrong from Dangjemun’s mouth just now.

“…a self-made group?”

She clearly said so. It’s called the poison group.

Dang Je-mun tilts his head at my question.

[yes. Didn’t you know that?]

Dang Je-mun pointed somewhere with his fingertips. head turns

My gaze moves a little, and then it comes into my eyes.

There was a bowl next to the white horse stone, and I could see a round inner altar piled on top of it.

…Why am I seeing that now?

‘That’s probably all.’

Do you mean the solitary group?

Gulp…

I unknowingly swallowed my dry saliva.

What is the poison group?

This is the altar of the Tang Dynasty, which is said to have lost its manufacturing method and can no longer be made.

Things that are said to be superior to Shaolin’s Great Hwandan, which is said to be the most famous in Jungwon right now…

‘So piled up like that…?’

Not just one, but at least ten.

Dang Je-mun asks if my reaction was strange.

[Perhaps a later person doesn’t need advice…]

“No. I really need it. Because I came for that.”

[I see.]

Dang Je-mun nodded as if he knew that would be true at the remark without hesitation.

Yes, I came all the way here to get that.

gotta get it somehow

White horse? What is it?

Are you eating?

“I will take the exam right away.”

I risked my life to get the poison altar.

I wasn’t afraid of any test at all.

Shaaa…

The enemy investigator looked at me and cried, but after glancing at me, I tucked it into my sleeve.