episode_0263

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I thought I was going to the main temple of Amryongdang, but the place the Amryongdang members took me was Juru.

As soon as I saw the base running, my head started spinning.

Yes, it really doesn’t make sense to respond at the level of a sect just because there was a fight with someone who was planning to enter the sect.

A person who could roughly be said to be an executive level ordered his subordinates to catch me.

Well, if I were to write a scenario…

We held a welcoming party for new students, or even new students, at the base station.

[But one person is praying? What’s going on?]

[Wow, executive officer, yesterday, a guy named Yong Yong-maeng threw away a bowl of mukbap to Woo-reung, a new disciple. That guy really wanted to join the Dark Dragon Club…]

[what? Has that ever happened? There’s someone who messed with my family? you! Go with that guy right now and bring him to me!]

I guess this is roughly what it feels like.

The situation was much better than expected.

“Go in!”

Yes, I will go in.

Lastly, when I looked at the angle and thought it was really not right, I just bit my teeth and tried to get on a raincoat and run away, but I guess I can do something like this.

The Dark Dragon disciples are pretending to have something, but aren’t they holding a welcoming party for new disciples by having a spicy drink at the base? In the end, that executive probably called me to save his face, so let’s save his face.

The alcohol must have been spicy, so if you cool it down with an apple and show it a magic trick, most people will die in silence.

If he did well, he might be able to form a relationship with an executive of the Dark Dragon Gate, and this might open the way for him to enter the Dark Dragon Gate.

I went in with that in mind.

Squeak.

When I saw the interior of the guest room so quiet that even the sound of people stepping on the floor could be heard and the newcomers frozen, I guessed that things had gone wrong.

“I caught him!”

“Bring me up.”

The guy behind me stabbed me with the sheath of his sword. It was a little unpleasant, but I swallowed my discomfort for now and went up to the second floor.

On the second floor, a beautiful woman who would make anyone who saw it sit in a chair with her legs crossed.

As soon as I saw that woman, I knew who it was.

Yunnan Jeilhwa Dokgo migration theory.

The daughter of Dokgo Yeong-cheol, a supreme master and black beater.

…I heard that he clearly declared that he would not be involved in any major affairs of the Dark Dragon Gate and stayed away from the Dark Dragon Gate’s power structure and is living quietly, but why is he involved in receiving new disciples?

“My name is Dokgo Iseol.”

“You are brave.”

“So, Yong-maeng, do you know why you were called here?”

“I don’t know.”

“Dare! That guy…!”

Dokgo Iseol stopped the subordinate who was about to get angry and made a wry smile.

“I don’t know. I don’t know…Do you remember the man named Ureung?”

“Remember. Yesterday we mixed hands.”

“Wureung was a preliminary disciple of the Black Dragon Gate.”

How should I respond? I recalled information about this theory. According to information, Lee Seol is truly an orthodox Safaan. A person who reveres the law of strong self-respect, and although he does not follow the law, he only adheres to the principles he has set.

I would never have thought that a person who is said to be a high person would be a Dokgoi theory. To be honest, I was internally embarrassed by the appearance of a completely unexpected person, but for now, I focused my eyes and looked at Dokgo Yi Seol.

If you run away, you will end up in the raincoat anyway.

You have to do as much as you can.

“I didn’t know that the Black Dragon Gate takes good care of strangers even before they are initiated.”

“Hoo…”

Lee Seol’s eyes sparkled. Feeling that the mood of his subordinates was becoming more severe, he relieved his nervousness.

“Who started the fight first and why did it start? I won’t tell such a long story. If a warrior drew a weapon and competed in martial arts, wouldn’t he be entirely responsible for the results?”

“Huhuhuhu!”

Dokgo Iseol let out a low laugh. Was I interested in my own protest?

“He’s quite a spirited guy. okay. You are right. If you are an unmanned person, you must take responsibility for the consequences of your actions.”

Dokgo Iseol crossed his legs and continued speaking.

“So you will have to pay the price for interfering with the Black Dragon Party’s event.”

“That is unreasonable.”

I directly refuted the Dokgo theory.

“Didn’t you just say that warriors should take responsibility for their own actions? In that case, the responsibility for Woo-reung’s failure to become a new disciple lies with him himself, so how can you ask me?”

“Unreasonable…”

He spoke in a relaxed tone of Dokgo Iseol.

“Good. If you can’t understand that, let’s make a bet with the real girl.”

We’re in big trouble.

The bet that Dokgo Iseol talks about is a paving stone to rationalize the ridiculous coercion.

What Dokgo Iseol is doing now is when Go Soo attacks Ha Soo and says, ‘If you take my three chosik, I’ll spare you!’ It’s like saying: If you give your best, you are confident that you can overpower a single person, so you pretend to give them a chance by limiting them.

It was obvious that he was going to suggest a bet to decide the dispute and a bet that I could never win.

On the outside, it looks like it is making its own justification, but in reality, it is just a tactic to push people away by force.

“It seems quite useful, but it is not enough to be a match for the real woman…”

Dokgo Yi-seol was definitely a beauty worthy of the nickname of Yunnan First Flower. However, the sight of him leisurely waving the fan in his hand and wondering what kind of force he should use was more disgusting than beautiful.

It’s time for a good night, really.

“But then again, the conditioner is not in good shape…”

As if thinking about how to cook me was so enjoyable, I watched the toes wiggling around and looked at the surrounding windows with my toes on edge.

The moment you make an absurd suggestion, you should jump out the window and fire a signal. I don’t know if the party will be able to make it on time, but this is probably a better option than accepting a ridiculous bet.

“Yes, this would be appropriate.”

Dokgo Iseol’s eyes were looking at a corner of the first floor. In my current state, it was a place I couldn’t see unless I turned my body and looked down. The triumphant smile appears to make him feel happy after coming up with some devilish idea.

I need to jump out quickly.

Thinking like that, I put strength on my toes.

“You don’t know how to gamble, but you know how to throw dice, right?”

…uh?

Dokgo Iseol said, covering the smile on his face with a fan.

“Let’s decide the dispute by betting dice.”

The strength I had given to my toes was naturally released.

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“The conditions are simple. Beat everyone here with a dice bet. If I lose even once, it’s my victory, and if I win them all, it’s your victory.”

“It’s unfair.”

“Yes. It’s a condition that specifically considers you.”

Dokgo Iseol responded lightly to Ho Cheon-an’s words.

“If you want to leave this guesthouse, you will have to deal with everyone here. Keep in mind that you showed a lot of consideration just by arranging a one-on-one match.”

Ho Cheon-an stared at Dokgo Iseol and silently nodded.

“Good.”

A table was placed in the center of the first floor, and a dice was placed on it.

Dokgo Iseol looked down at the scene from the second floor.

There was a stark contrast between the newcomer, who constantly swallowed his saliva and expressed his nervousness at the thought that there were dozens of people behind him and all he had to do was throw a dice, and the indifferent Ho Cheon-an.

Dokgo Iseol thought while looking at Hocheonan.

‘As expected, I’m jealous.’

The Dokgo theory was felt the moment Ho Cheon-an entered the guesthouse.

This guy is a master.

He is an expert at a level that makes you wonder if there is a peak martial artist that is that well-trained in Kunming.

A gait full of vitality. Trained body. Captured energy. Even calm eyes that can’t easily see what’s going on. Is it because I was only looking at the chaff and waiting for the good news? After meeting a proper warrior, Ho Cheon-an’s presence became even greater.

‘I like that wick too.’

Dokgo Iseol recalled the reactions of other men who saw him. It was common for them to stare at him with fascination, but perhaps there were one or two of them who did something stern to somehow capture even a little more of Dokgo Iseol’s appearance.

However, Ho Cheon-an’s reaction was completely different from the other men.

Throughout the conversation, he didn’t even pay attention to Dokgo Iseol’s appearance and only seemed to be checking for threats around him.

That sight shook Dokgo Iseol’s heart.

‘I can’t even remember how many times there’s been a man who didn’t show signs of shaking when he saw me.’

The reason he gave the order to capture Hocheonan was to use it as a sacrifice to show off his power to the chaffs lined up below, but that thought had long since flown from Dokgo Iseol’s mind.

Because the Hocheonan in front of me was worth more than the nineteen people below combined.

Dokgo Iseol wanted to take Ho Cheon-an as his subordinate.

“Get started!”

“Yes, yes..!”

Again.

Startled by the shouting made by Lee Seol’s subordinate, the newbie Mundo threw the dice. A 20-sided die rolled on top. The number that comes out when the dice stop rolling is…

Is it “15?”

“Maybe it will be over in the first game.”

It was a very simple game where you throw the dice and whoever gets the highest number wins. However, the number was quite high from the beginning.

Dokgo Iseol looked at Hocheonan with relaxed eyes.

In any case, Hocheonan’s defeat was only a matter of time.

There are forty female dragon disciples in this guesthouse. No matter how lucky you are, it is extremely close to impossible to beat all 40 people with dice.

Dokgo Iseol planned to ask Ho Cheon-an to become his subordinate in return for losing the bet.

‘It would be better to come under my wing than to be a wandering warrior without a soul.’

Dokgo Iseol looked around at his subordinates. The peak warriors gathered one by one while the brothers and sisters were wasting time fighting for power within the clan and other things. Among them, there were quite a few who came under Lee Seol’s command through coercion, such as the current Ho Cheon-an, but now they have all become loyal subordinates.

Dokgo Iseol was confident that Hocheonan would be no different.

‘Brave’

Dokgo Iseol repeated the name while looking at Ho Cheon-an fiddling with the dice.

‘I’m already looking forward to the day when you kneel before me and swear loyalty.’

When Dokgo Iseol was immersed in a sweet dream, imagining Hocheonan becoming his subordinate.

Ho Cheon-an’s dice were cast.