episode_0067

The prisoner escort carriage of the Church of the Heavenly Demon was a masterpiece of the Nae Party’s Weapons Department.

The addition of a steel grid ensures both strength and weight, and the use of prefabricated parts makes maintenance convenient.

On the other hand, it was possible to blur the prisoner’s sense of the date by controlling lighting, and various poisonous smoke could be poured in through the two lower furnaces.

And there was a comfortable ride.

It was not a device to protect the human rights of prisoners, but to prevent prisoners who had been put to sleep with drugs from waking up.

So, when the sound of the carriage was pounded, the fire attendant belonging to the non-jak department of the Oedang, who was fanning himself with incense sticks in the furnace, could not help but be startled.

How are you awake already?

Was there not enough munghonyak?

Did you use three times the capacity?

Due to the high soundproofing performance, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of banging on the wall.

Sprayer pushed aside one wall and spoke.

“What’s going on?”

-iced coffee. Can you hear me? My mouth is bored. Give me a snack.

The tone of voice was as if he was leaving snacks behind.

The shocked Salsu was speechless for a moment.

-hurry. I feel dizzy. Give me some sweets. snack!

“Hey, what’s your situation right now.”

-I don’t know anything like that. Snacks are more important to me. If you kidnapped someone, you should be held accountable. Isn’t it basic etiquette to provide snacks when lodging and meals are provided?

“No, something like this.”

Salsu was speechless.

Instead, he took the bag from his waist and poured it into the furnace incense burner.

It was a dream scent refined into powder.

Then, the speed of the fan was increased, pouring the billowing smoke into the carriage.

The effect was immediate.

The girl’s voice rose a pitch.

-No, who wants to light incense!? Ask for a snack! hey!

“Now, wait a moment.”

-joy. It will happen soon.

Salsu hurried to the lead carriage.

So I reached the lead carriage and reported to Bijakju.

“Sir, Seomuncheong is requesting snacks. What should I do?”

Ji Seung-ju looked at Sal-su expressionlessly.

“You sure didn’t take a lot of dream potion?”

“I think I have a constitution that doesn’t respond to dreamlike drugs.”

There was someone who didn’t listen to the sleep medicine.

It wasn’t that rare.

It was something that could not be helped since the dream scent itself was not that toxic.

“Should I use another medicine?”

Other drugs are too strong.

If my head was damaged, I couldn’t play.

Ji Seung-ju thought for a moment and shook his head.

“Please adjust my mood for now. Do whatever you want. Not even a conversation partner, no. I’ll go there.”

Ji Seung-ju remembered one attribute of a person.

People have a tendency to unconsciously like people who stand by them when they feel anxious and dizzy.

This was the case when the hostage loved the criminal.

Even if it’s not a divorce, if you can reduce the psychological distance even a little, you may be able to seek amicable cooperation in the future.

It was Ji Seung-ju’s intention.

—-

My legs are numb.

As soon as the cherry blossoms subsided, my legs started giving me trouble.

Numbness in the legs is a vicious pain.

It keeps me on my toes the whole time I’m awake, and it’s extremely uncomfortable.

It would be better to just walk.

Even though the carriage was big and spacious, it wasn’t big enough to move around.

“Hey. What did you do to my leg?”

-It was the hand of the Most High, and I know nothing else. They will be released again when we arrive at the school.

For some reason, I had a feeling that the blood flow to my lower body was blocked and the blood flow to my lower body was blocked, so that bastard was up to some trick.

Fuck you, I really won’t leave you alone.

“I won’t run away, so can’t I just ask them to release me now? It’s because I’m so numb.”

-The Most High departed first. He really hates stuffy things.

Cheong’s eyes lit up.

What, did that bastard go?

Master is also deeply knowledgeable in Oriental medicine.

Let’s cut it off first and plan for later.

-But please don’t harbor vain thoughts. There are two supreme masters. Aren’t your legs even uncomfortable?

AC, it’s good.

Cheong pursed his lips.

What kind of super-addicts have nothing to do, so they just kidnap one, and they follow you around?

-If you have nothing else to do, would you like to learn martial arts?

“No merit? What martial arts?”

-It is a new skill that those of the political faction call magic.

What kind of witchcraft are you doing after kidnapping me?

Cheong responded in bewilderment and astonishment.

“You want me to learn magic?”

Cheong is a minor witch who has already mastered the minor magic arts, one of the eleven evil magic arts in the world.

-Whether it’s late or sooner, you’ll learn it anyway.

“Me? Why?”

-I will tell you honestly. We also need to take advantage of Sojeo’s one weakness. Then, when the work is finished, won’t you be able to send Sojeo back with peace of mind?

“Would you spread a rumor around the neighborhood that you are a guy who is skilled in magic?”

-Still, wouldn’t it be better to learn now than to have the Most High teach you directly?

It was just a choice whether I wanted to learn or not.

hmm. Then there is no need to learn in pain, right?

Cheong quickly understood.

Since I already cooked one anyway, I figured there would be no difference if I made two.

Didn’t you learn how to deal with magic attacks?

First, I insist, and if it doesn’t work out, I sell Master’s name.

Master also gave permission, so wouldn’t that be the case anyway, whether it’s one or two actors?

What should I do when he threatens me with a knife saying he’s an actor?

When I think about it, Master also said that the more life-saving candles there are, the better.

Just adding one more secret weapon.

Cheong quickly came to a conclusion.

“Good. Learn, whatever.”

It was a refreshing answer.

-… … Are you serious?

On the contrary, it is to the point where people outside are suspicious and ask questions.

“You said you were going to learn it anyway? Then why are you hesitating? I’m bored anyway, so I should at least practice.”

-great. Then, I will call you Gugyeol right away. Dark Sun, Yeo Il-ya, the Black Salsa of the Heavenly Region… …

A trickle of music flowed from beyond the wall.

It was the most uncivilized and inconvenient tuning fork of letters in the world, from the past to the future, without any interpretation.

Originally, ideograms were nothing more than messy drawings that were used in the pre-BCE era when people were less advanced.

In other words, the use of ideograms was evidence that they were not humans, but rather less evolved primates, somewhere between monkeys and humans.

For that reason, Cheong only heard it vaguely and passed it with one ear.

Anyway, if you just listen to everything, Mugongchang will register it on its own.

-… … It’s Sauji. Did you hear everything?

“What, is that all?”

-I’ll call you again. Dark sun.

Cheong interrupted and screamed.

“Hey! Are you kidding me?”

Mugongchang is quiet.

Cheong was able to register as a military officer just by touching the rank.

It was a waiting state separate from pouring and learning training points.

However, there are conditions here too.

The emergency room must be in perfect condition.

If Mugongchang did not emit light, it meant that the verse was not complete.

This guy, he said he would teach me magic tricks, but he is scamming me?

-Why are you doing that?

“If you’re going to sing it, will you sing it properly? Are you playing with martial arts? Is martial arts a joke now? Hey, if I’m being honest, I wonder what to do. Aren’t you a pure fraudster?”

Then the outside became quiet for a while.

After a while, the voice returned again.

-Small disease.

Cheong couldn’t believe his ears.

Just what?

That little bastard?

Can’t you see my face now?

-… … I said something wrong. Don’t get me wrong. It seems there was a mistake. I think I memorized something wrong, but I’ll look into it again.

—-

The owner of the worst magic attack, Absorbing Magic Attack, is called Saljungsal.

It was a demon that Master Jeong worked together to defeat.

Even if you don’t, once you reach the teenage magic level, you can get a star title for free just by learning it.

However, since nicknames are relative, the names we call each other and those of the enemy are different.

To the enemy, they are minor witches, and to our side, they are minor priestesses.

Or something like Sosumafu.

Since people who learned magic skills usually belonged to the Sapa or the Magician class, it was considered a point of pride to have magic in their special title.

The ten greatest demons in the world were only foaming at the mouth.

Sima Mao’s disciples were a little envious of it, and on the contrary, they were jealous and wanted to get their hands on it.

As for the Black Death Demon, you can tell what type of magic he possesses just by his star name.

Black assassin!

It was a vicious magic attack that, if hit properly, would not cause bruising but would cause necrosis and rotting of the flesh.

The characteristic feature of the Black Killer was his black hands.

Because there is a fraud that makes raw flesh rot.

Godangsang, the Black Killer Army, stopped while tearing apart the dried meat with his pitch-black hands.

As a little known fact, the name of the Black Killer is Oeja Sang.

Godang was a rare entertainer even in China.

“You knew it was wrong just by hearing it?”

“Yes. Demon Lord.”

“Footnotes Are you playing an interesting game? Is that child a record of heaven? How can you know something is wrong just by hearing the verse?”

Godangsang’s words became blunt.

Ji Seung-ju answered carefully.

“There is a possibility. Isn’t she a woman who has already reached her late climax?”

The way Gangho viewed Cheong was usually like this.

There is no need to single out the greatest conman in the world.

“So, are you saying we want to pass on the perfect oral hygiene?”

Godangsang expressed his discomfort.

No matter how much it was an order from the Supreme Being, it was already an act of violence that broke the common sense of martial arts at the point of unraveling the imperfectly twisted structure.

But to pass on the complete verse?

“How about thinking about it differently? After all, if you take the black beast, you won’t be able to return to the martial arts faction.”

This was the reason why I chose Heuksalmajang.

The Black Death Demon is a demon just by looking at its appearance.

‘That kid’s hands are weird?’

‘What, you’re a mine? ‘Then let’s kill him.’

“So, do you mean to take them as disciples?”

“Yem. How do you feel?”

Ji Seung-ju barely managed to sort out his changed feelings.

Fortunately, it was resolved at the level of a somewhat cute answer.

It’s sick. What is a disciple on the subject of Mine?

In Protestantism, a disciple was just another word for a servant or attendant.

It was also a consumable item that was immediately removed if it was deemed to be a threat.

Otherwise, the disciple would overtake the teacher and take his place.

This is strong self-respect.

It was a strict law of Protestantism.

The reason why Godangsang was reluctant was also the same.

What if he taught the magic arts to the Gigi of Cheongo, and then absorbed by Holadang, threatening his position as a demon lord?

“Hmm. I’ll think about it.”

“Yes. However, I dare to ask you to make a big decision for the cause of Protestantism.”

The old man is annoying.

Ji Seung-ju thought.

Anyway, since it is the command of the Supreme Being, I have no choice but to follow it.

To that extent, in Protestantism, supremacy was absolute.

The inaction of the supreme is the late Hwagyeong.

However, in reality, it has long since transcended.

After obtaining the complete divine power and reaching the demonic realm, he sealed his energy and veins in order to reach the point of debridement.

Even now, he can reach the prefectural level if he puts his mind to it, and there is a high possibility that he will reach that level in an instant.

What he said to Cheong was not just bravado.

That said, Ji Seung-ju said to Godang-sang, ‘Jijon ordered it.’ I couldn’t threaten him.

Because you will completely lose face.

For a warrior, face is the most important thing next to life and martial arts.

So Ji Seung-ju had no choice but to pretend not to know and earnestly ask for a justification.