Childhood Friend of the Zenith - Chapter 75

EP.75 In the gap under the tongue. (1)

In the gap under the tongue (1) Upon

entering the cabin, the swordsman was breathing as if he had fallen asleep.

I watched it and sat down cautiously.

Sinui rummaged through the drawer and took out medicine and bandages and started preparing.

It’s a wound like this. If you’re an unarmed person with a bet on the battlefield, it’ll heal right away.

“You don’t think so, do you?”

“…Oh no.”

Be quick to notice…

“It’s not like you can live even if your head is cut off and your heart is pulled out.”

Sinui says such a thing and puts gold spear medicine on the back of my hand.

I felt a tingling sensation for a moment, but after wrapping the bandages a few times, it quickly went away.

“I think you would know better.”

“…yes?”

“What happened outside?”

“…!”

I was speechless at the sudden question of sincerity.

Did you know something and ask? Sinui’s expression was serious to say that it couldn’t be.

How did you notice? I was careful not to get anything like blood on it.

I was worried about pretending not to know, but it wasn’t something that could be hidden because it was something that would be known soon if I told Mae Hwa-seon anyway.

Eventually, he smiled and spoke up.

“I had some work. I saw some guys targeting the cabin.”

“…Did you use water cannon?”

“Yes, when I saw them, they seemed to be Sapa people.”

“…”

The look on his face as he looked at me changed into pity without realizing it.

Why are you making such a face?

Is it because it looks younger?

‘Even though I was actually young.’

“…is this your first time?”

“What does that mean…”

“Is this the first time you’ve killed someone?”

I didn’t know what to say at the word of faith, so I stayed silent.

I wondered why Shinui looked at me like that, but was it for this reason?

My hand was shaking little by little because the afterglow wasn’t over yet, and the expression of faith when I saw it was unusual.

There was only one thing I could say looking at it.

“it’s okay.”

Maybe it was because my body was startled, but I didn’t calm down enough to be strange, but I didn’t think about it.

Does he think it’s his fault?

He was an older man who was more affectionate than I thought.

So, I don’t know why I chose to be a member of parliament.

“It was something I should have experienced at some point.”

Even if you are a doctor who values life and has responsibility, you will not say that all lives are precious.

It was a particularly meaningless story for a warrior.

So faith is just making a bitter face.

“There were groups lingering around the cabin. If you go back and tell Mae Hwa Seon, he will take action.”

“thanks.”

I made a surprised expression at the sincere thanks. I felt like I wouldn’t say anything like that at all.

Shinui raised her eyebrows as if she read that from my expression.

“What is this bastard, that rotten expression? Did I look like a great person who wouldn’t even say thank you?”

“…No, it wasn’t like that.”

“No, bitch, don’t even think about lying anywhere. How can you get so many stains on your face?”

‘…does it show that much?’

[It’s at the level of telling the correct answer with your face, so just stay still.]

‘…Um.’

Is it really that much? I think I did pretty well.

It seemed that the treatment was over before I knew it, so I said thank you and tried to get up.

“…Physical training is not excessive, and if possible, eat mainly vegetables.”

I hesitated at the sudden words of faith.

I looked up to see what he was saying, and Shinui coughed repeatedly and urged me to leave.

In the end, as if he had been half-expelled, he stood in a daze for a moment in front of the hut, and Shin Noya said.

[It seemed like he was saying it because of the energy in his body.]

“Ah.”

You said you wouldn’t do anything, but did you just want to let me know?

He also seemed to be a more affectionate person than expected.

[Since you said that, what are you going to do to energize your body?]

‘What should I do?

[Didn’t you say there was a trick the other day?]

I bit my dry lips at Shin Noya’s words.

There are parts to be expected, but I’m still thinking about it.

It didn’t seem like there was much time left, so I had to make a quick choice.

“hey.”

Gu Ryeong-hwa started talking to me as I came out and stood there.

“Are you done with treatment?”

“…you see.”

Gu Ryeong-hwa was holding a cleaver and cutting something into pieces.

What is that…. Can I cut it? The shape is also in pieces that are hard to recognize, so I was worried about whether I should pick it up or bite it.

In the meantime, Gu Ryeong-hwa had a face concentrating on cutting one of them.

After cutting potatoes like that for a while, he suddenly talks to me.

“…is…are you… okay?”

He tilted his head and answered Gu Ryeong-hwa’s question.

I could see her eyes slowly moving towards the back of my hand.

“Are you worried?”

As if she didn’t like my words, Gu Ryeong-hwa exclaimed in a fit of anger.

“Who cares, yes! They’re telling you to disappear from my eyes as soon as the treatment is over.”

“Don’t worry, I’m going anyway.”

“I wasn’t worried…!”

It was noisy and I just ignored it.

Gu Ryeong-hwa’s chirping flowed naturally from his ears, and he immediately set off to return to the volcano wave.

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After returning directly to the volcano wave, he went back to Maehwaseon and explained the circumstances.

I thought he would come just lightly handing over a letter, but I saw Mae Hwa-seon’s face harden slightly when he heard that he had killed someone.

“I’m sorry.”

The first word Mae Hwa Seon uttered with a hard expression was an apology.

I said okay

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to say anything about overdoing it in his hands.

If I had to ask, I would just look at it one more time to check later.

The conversation ended by checking the situation and sending a literary man to deal with it, but Mae Hwa-seon’s expression did not open easily.

“…I’ll have to do a more detailed search.”

It’s the fact that they came so close to the finish line, and the fact that they ran away because they couldn’t catch one.

It is a fact that only a few people, including the Jangmunin of the Munpai, know that Shinui is taking care of the swordsman.

In the process, I came to know that I was an outsider, so it wouldn’t be strange to suspect me as the most suspicious person in the event of an incident, but Mae Hwa-seon didn’t seem to think that way.

Even more so now, even though there has been an incident in which the writers belonging to the Volcano School have gone missing one by one.

‘Is that also the work of the Dark Night Palace?’

I didn’t know the details, but somehow I thought it might be like that.

I wanted to know what they were doing at this time of day and why they were able to harbor a Magi-like aura in their bodies.

There was no way to find out right now.

It was because there were many restrictions on moving the body directly.

“Hey.”

“yes.”

He answered the call of Maehwaseon.

Mae Hwa-seon returned with a relaxed expression as if she had finished organizing her thoughts before she knew it.

It must have been a bad situation, but being able to calm down like this again…

I felt great in this part.

“You went through a lot of hardship…. You’ll get tired if you hold on longer, so I’ll find something I can do for you later.”

“What can I do for you?”

“Since a foreigner got caught up in the problem of the volcano, wouldn’t it be right to take responsibility?”

If you say that, you might say that it’s my fault for turning around and suppressing everything, but I kept my mouth shut when I said I’d give you something.

‘It’s given, but I can’t refuse it again.’

With that thought in mind, I said hello to Mae Hwa-seon and got out of the house.

I heard that the volcano will take care of the rest, so there was no problem.

Above all, I thought it was fortunate that the only damage on my side was actually a wound on the back of my hand.

[It’s a very watery world.]

Shin Noya’s words made sense to some extent.

To be precise, it could only be the volcano, but it is true that the world now is more peaceful than the one I experienced later.

‘Even that is not much left.’

A few years at most.

It was years before that damn time came.

After an errand, it’s time for a little over lunch.

Upon entering the inn, the attendants were busy with housework.

‘Where’s Weiss?’

When I come now, I habitually look for Wi Seol-ah. Was it as predicted in the morning?

Wi Seol-ah was doing housework diligently among the attendants.

In the gap, I could see him smiling and waving his hand as if he had noticed me before he knew it.

I also waved my hand appropriately.

I wondered if the fact that Weiseolah was here meant that there was also a swordsman, but the swordsman was nowhere to be seen.

There was no way he would have come alone.

It didn’t make sense for me to dare to worry about the swordsman, so I went into the room with the mindset that something might happen.

I thought Namgoongbia was still asleep, but the room was empty.

“Where did he go again?”

It looks like it’s been a while since the futon was neatly folded…

Where does he go in the volcano?

As I was snooping around, a passing attendant spoke to me.

“Sojeo Namgung went up to the back mountain.”

“Back mountain? What is he doing?”

“…I saw you taking that wooden sword. I think he may have gone to practice.”

“…Ah, I see. thank you.”

“yes yes!”

The attendant flinched at my thanks.

I thought I got a little better lately, but is it still awkward?

[If the attendant trembled at the words of thanks…how much of a dog he acted.

]

I was trying to do a steady reflection.

Fortunately, I came in a bit earlier and didn’t have a bigger accident.

‘Even if I’m late by a year or two…’

So what happened?

…I didn’t want to imagine it.

After watching Wi Seol-ah eagerly hanging out the laundry, we headed to the back mountain where Namgung-bia was headed.

It wasn’t that there was a purpose, it was because I was curious that the blind bath had gone up there.

Climbing a high mountain that made me vomit just by looking at it, maybe it was because of the battle in the morning, it was a bit difficult to make a bet.

Woowook-!

As I climbed the tree and started out on the road, I felt a tingling feeling all over my body.

Excluding her appearance, Bia Namgoong has a slightly faded presence, but there was a time when she exuded a uniquely distinct personality, just like in her previous life.

-Hoo-wook! Whoops!

Namgoongbia is a completely different person when she holds the sword.

Because the usual fierce eyes disappeared and only one famous sword was standing there.

Finding Namgoongbia wasn’t too difficult.

When I found a small clearing, Namgoongbia was wielding a sword in the center.

I could see that I wasn’t the only one who came, but I saw the literati of the nearby Volcano School.

There are surprisingly many…?

‘Are you watching?’

There were some people crowding around, as if they were watching Namgoongbia’s movements.

In the meantime, Namgoongbia was training casually even in the midst of so many people’s eyes.

A tingling aura that oppresses the surroundings.

Bia Namgung, who is holding a sword, creates an atmosphere as if she is walking on an awl.

Namgung family’s secret secret shown for a while at the first meeting after returning.

Emperor sword type.

Namgoongbia was unfolding a flexible body movement that could not even be compared with her younger brother.

The emperor’s aura, flowing through his flexible movements, oppresses the surroundings.

[…That’s amazing.]

It was Shinnoya’s exclamation, similar to the one he had when he saw Yeongpoong.

To be honest, in my eyes, Namgoongbia’s level was higher than Youngpoong’s.

Unlike the Namgung family’s sword, which has a fast sword and sharpness.

Namgoongbia’s movements were flexible and beautiful.

To put it bluntly, it looks more like a sword dance.

Because I know the realization she must have felt at the end of that sword and what the sword path she was able to achieve as a result.

The flapping of the wings to reach the result seemed more arduous.

I honestly couldn’t believe that Namgoongbia could maintain the framework of the King’s sword type in such a movement.

It made me think about the talent Namgoongbia had once again.

Not to mention Young Poong, but also Namgung Bia, as is the case with most of the late Ji Soo who are now called geniuses.

They were already shining themselves.

‘It’s different from me at this time.’

[The present era is no different from a waterfall.]

He nodded as if agreeing with Shinnoya’s sentiment.

It was her sword that she had seen for so long and so many times, but there was another atmosphere at the tip of Namgungbia’s current sword.

There was no cruelty that the Demon Swordsman had, but rather, cleanness and beauty were hidden.

‘…It’s beautiful.’

There was nothing I could do other than that.

Literally, her sword was beautiful.

Pagak –

Bia Namgoong swung non-stop, then stopped the sword dance at the same time with a very slight noise.

-Ah….

A sigh flowed from the mouths of those who watched.

I guess that means it’s perfect.

Namgoongbia’s eyes turned to the direction of the noise.

I was there

‘…I’m stepping on this crazy thing.’

I said I was careful, but I must have stepped on a tree branch without realizing it.

Amidst the blurry scolding in the eyes of the onlookers, Namgoongbia was only looking at me.

Beads of sweat were forming on his forehead, perhaps because he continued to move vigorously.

She doesn’t seem to mind that, just wiping the sweat from her chin with her sleeve.

“…uh?”

Bia Namgoong, who kept looking at her, suddenly widened her eyes as if she was surprised by something.

Then he throws down his wooden sword and jumps at me.

Namgoongbia grabbed the hem of my clothes with both hands and pulled me tight, then put her face close to me and sniffed.

“…what! Come on!?”

I panicked and tried to push it away, but Namgoongbia was persistent.

For some reason, embarrassment and despair on the face?

‘Why do you look so urgent?’

Namgoongbia, who had been snuggling in my arms with trembling eyes, seemed to have calmed down a bit and moved away slightly.

Then, suddenly, as if his legs gave out, he slumps down.

“Why are you doing this? Does it hurt?”

“I’m glad…”

After sniffing for a long time, his expression relaxed as if he was relieved.

Is it an illusion that the cold sweat flowing now seems more than the sweat shed while swinging the sword?

It seemed to be too runny, so I lightly wiped it off with a cloth.

Then Namgoongbia wrapped her hand around mine with a trembling hand.

He carefully dragged the wrist he was holding and brought the tip of his nose.

I wondered why he was doing this.

“Do I smell?”

Can you smell the sweat? There was something earlier, but it didn’t make such a violent movement.

At my question, Bia Namgoong quickly shook her head.

“…it doesn’t smell like anything.”

I felt a sense of relief at Namgoongbia’s words.

After a while, Namgoongbia stumbled and stood up.

I think I thought hundreds of times on how to do this, whether to withdraw my hand or what to say.

In the end, something seemed serious, so I chose to leave it alone for now.

[If you chose another option there, then you are not a human.]

“Are you done training?”

“…huh.”

“Is it okay if I don’t do more? I think I still have a lot of time.”

“…I’m here, so I won’t do it anymore.”

Does that mean I won’t do it anymore because I’m here?

I wondered if it was necessary, but I was the only one who lost if I tried to understand Namgoongbia’s thoughts originally.

Quietly turning around and picking up a wooden sword, Namgoongbia came closer to me.

“Your hand… is it hurt?”

“It just brushed me off.”

I felt like I was asking everyone who saw me.

Bia Namgoong, who has been watching this closely, speaks in a voice that seems to be regretful.

“…I was going to try to dance.”

“…”

…I suddenly felt fortunate to be injured.