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My grandfather looked at me intently. I winced when I saw my grandfather like that.

It was because it was my first time meeting people other than my mother and father.

“This kid…”

“Yes. He is my child.”

“Huh…yeah. You’ve grown up. I have grown up… hehe…”

Four people sat in one room, including my grandfather, me, and my parents.

“I heard that the fortress bridge was moving unusually, so I stopped by out of frustration. okay. I feel a little relieved to see that maintenance has been done thoroughly.”

Mother asked with a dark complexion.

“Father, haven’t you given up yet…”

My grandfather nodded silently, and the atmosphere became even heavier.

“Can’t we just hold on a little longer? Because so many years have already passed. Ten years and almost half have passed, so my father must have made up his mind to some extent.”

“Yes. I guess so. Isn’t it a short period of time compared to the time we endured?”

“Yes.”

“Hehe. okay. The device that opens the stone door is truly clever. It took quite a bit of trouble to find that small needle. I touched the stone wall so much that I’m worried that I left a mark.”

“Hahahaha. I’m glad the strategy I learned from my father worked out well.”

“What? this guy! There is still a long way to go!”

“Hahahaha!”

The atmosphere became a little lighter. Everyone put aside the topic of my maternal grandfather and laughed at my story. Grandpa patted my head and burst into laughter.

My family was a family with many stories, but just like any other family, my grandfather loved me as his grandchild.

Although he seemed apathetic at first, I quickly approached him. That was inevitable because, for me, this was the first person I met other than my mother and father.

From my perspective now, my grandfather was like a stone-cold person who didn’t know how to treat his grandchild and only pretended to be solemn, but even his clumsy behavior was a factor that stimulated my curiosity at the time.

Anyway, my grandfather was satisfied with being with me, and I was also happy just to meet a person like him.

But the breakup was quick.

The next day, my grandfather said he had to go back.

“Grandpa, do you have to go?”

“Hehe. okay. It’s unfortunate for me too, but the circumstances don’t allow it.”

After stroking my head like that, my grandfather passed away with a sad look in his eyes.

“When can I go outside?”

After that, curiosity about the outside world sprouted in my heart. Sometimes, as I watched my father go outside and come back, I wondered what was out there, but it didn’t really pique my interest.

In this formation, there were no large animals, let alone small animals, and the only ones that were present were small insects.

At that time, the only people I played with were my mother and father, so I was only aware that the outside world was like that.

However, when my grandfather visited this house, I realized that there were ‘people’ outside too and became interested.

What kind of person is your father’s mother? What kind of person is my mother’s father or mother’s mother?

I started to imagine this.

My father said, putting his hand on my shoulder with a complicated expression on his face.

“Yes, Cheonan. When you grow taller than me and start growing a beard like your father, I will take you outside.”

“Really?”

“Then. When did you see this father tell lies?”

majority.

At the time I didn’t exactly understand what it meant, but now I do. I didn’t know exactly what my mother, father, and grandfather were planning for me, but I could guess that it would end as soon as I became an adult.

Something to do with the fact that I have been consistently napping at the altar for some time now.

Given the circumstances, it was likely that my parents were the ones who created the [miscellaneous blood] that caused my current troubles, but I calmly accepted this situation.

My memory is not over yet, but I am sure of this much.

Grandfather, mother, and father. The point was that these three people were acting for me.

How many days have passed since I was curious about the outside world?

Just like any other time, when the three of us were tending the vegetable garden.

Suddenly, the door to Jinbeop opened.

I jumped up smiling, thinking my grandfather was back.

The person who entered the camp was neither my grandfather nor anyone else.

Several masked masters.

They drew their weapons and stormed into the camp. I instinctively took a step back because of the life they exuded, and my father and mother quickly hid me behind them.

And then a person appeared behind them.

“It’s been a while.”

“….Father!”

It was the appearance of my maternal grandfather.

My maternal grandfather, dressed in red robes, glared at my mother and father with burning eyes.

“How long did you think you could live in hiding? Fools! How dare you interfere with my cause for fifteen years?”

“This is my child! And he’s your grandchild too! How dare you do such a vicious thing!”

“Shut up! Even animals, knowing the grace of raising them, wag their tails at their owners! How dare you betray your father! A child who tries to interfere with the cause is not a child! What are you doing! Subdue them all!”

The four masters immediately rushed in.

Even if their swords are not on fire, they are top-notch experts. My parents responded to the experts, but there was nothing they could do since they were outnumbered and were raided without even a decent weapon.

Although my father’s swordsmanship was quite amazing, there was no way he could fight a sword gang with a tree branch.

It is made of black metal.

Understanding the vein of the sword meant understanding the vein of metal. Even though it has the same shape, a wooden sword is not a sword.

This meant that in order to infuse a wooden sword with sword energy, you had to understand the vein of the tree…even if you couldn’t do it, if you think about the fact that barely understanding the vein of a sword that has been with you for many years and infuse it with energy is the pinnacle of excellence, pouring steel energy into a tree is truly the ordinary transcendence. Because it was a special level that went far beyond the level of.

The masked masters subdued the mother and father after a battle.

My maternal grandfather walked at a leisurely pace and kicked my father.

“Ugh!”

When I saw that, I reflexively jumped out.

“Don’t bother my father! You bastard!”

Of course, my struggle was blocked by a lightly masked warrior. Of course, the opponent was a master of the highest level and no matter what I did, the master of the highest level did not budge.

“Hoo. You are the one.”

My maternal grandfather looked at me with his eyes shining. I was already out of breath, exhausted from all the struggle I had had to free myself from the hands of the supreme master.

“I am your maternal grandfather.”

“Don’t lie! Free my mother and father!”

“Kkk. That can’t be possible. Your mother and your father did me wrong. Didn’t your mother teach you that if you do something wrong, you should be punished?”

I struggled and shook my whole body under the gaze of my grandfather who was laughing at me, but how could I escape when the supreme master was holding me down with his hands?

“If a person commits a crime, he or she should receive the punishment. Then how about this? If you will pay for your sins, I will free your father and mother.”

“No, Cheonan!”

My maternal grandfather nervously stretched out his hand in response to my father’s cries. And with that, the red river pierced my father’s shoulder.

“Ugh!”

My father, who had been pierced through the shoulder by a strong force, let out a single word. My father bit his lip, endured the pain, and shook his head, but I answered with tears streaming down my face as the blood flowed from his shoulder.

“I will! Because I will do it!”

“Kkkk, khahahaha! Yes, I thought well!”

My mother and father desperately called to me, but they were unable to speak because their blood vessels were sealed.

The altar where I had taken a nap was taken out into the yard, and my grandfather laid me down on the altar and performed various rituals.

And the ritual was very painful.

“Ugh! Argh! Ahhh!!”

I tried to hold back my moans for fear of worrying my father and mother who were locked in the room, but it was not pain that a child who was not even an adult could endure.

“Damn kites! You intentionally created turbid air and polluted this body! This heavenly body was almost on the verge of falling below an ordinary body! Even if we had delayed a year, or even a few months, it would have been irreversible! These damn bastards…!”

“Leave your father…and your mother…!”

Although I was almost unconscious from the pain, I still wanted to protect my mother and father. When my grandfather heard my muttering, his face did not distort, but he smiled in satisfaction.

“Hmph, but even though it’s my blood, my mental power is still useful. If you want to save your father and mother, just hold on.”

Daily.

I suffered from pain as if my entire body was being torn apart, centered around my blood vessels. Unable to bear the pain, he screamed and screamed.

I couldn’t faint easily.

“Are you going to give up here? I have to save your father and mother.”

Because I had a grandfather who stimulated me by saying things like that.

“Damn it! Physical issues will not be solved overnight. Huh, I can’t help it.”

Was it from then?

My vivid emotions from the past gradually diminished.

It feels as if my ego is dying.

Instead of the emotions conveyed earnestly, all that was conveyed to me now was just information.

“Raise your upper body.”

At that time, I was closer to a doll than a person. A doll that just mechanically follows the simple commands given by its maternal grandfather.

I was no longer tied to the altar. He was like a puppet who just listened to what his grandfather said and did it.

“Tsk, is this the limit here?”

My maternal grandfather, who had been conscious of something to me, muttered that.

“But now that almost all of the paper is gone, I think I can transport it safely with a little more work.”

At the same time, the maternal grandfather looks at the room where his parents are locked with disapproval.

“How many years will the great work be delayed because of those bitches!”

Wiggle.

My body reacted. Did he still have the desire to protect his parents?

My maternal grandfather saw my reaction and frowned.

“Huh, let’s sleep. Is it okay to go astray in a moment of emotion? The priority is to keep this guy on a leash.”

It was that time.

The door to Jinbeop was opened.

The four masters and the maternal grandfather looked back in surprise.

“….These guys!”

There was an old man standing at the entrance.

The grandfather who pulled out his sword at once exuded tremendous experience. At that time, my energy was blocked, so I couldn’t really feel the scene, but I was able to indirectly feel the power by seeing the bodies of four people, who seemed to be at the peak of their climax, shaking like aspen trees at the same time.

“Cheonan!”

My grandfather found me sitting at the altar and called out to me in an anxious voice, but I just stared blankly ahead.

The grandfather’s eyes, burning with anger, turned directly to his maternal grandfather.

“How…how could you commit such a vicious act! It’s your grandchild! That child is your grandchild!”

“So, you should listen carefully to what your grandfather says.”

“Inooom!!”

At the same time that my grandfather’s energy was so vivid that I could feel it even though I had no sense of energy, red things from my grandfather’s body also gathered to my fingertips.

What gathered at my grandfather’s fingertips was not strength… it was blood.

Blood religion.

It became clear that my maternal family was of religious origin.

The way my mother stopped my bleeding in an instant, and the strange techniques she showed me while performing rituals. I was almost mentally convinced that they were from a religious family, but this time, decisive physical evidence was revealed.

Blood was splattered, showing strange movements like a living snake, and my grandfather’s sword knife cut through the blood.

The drops of blood that bounced off my grandfather’s sword were enough to turn the rocks forming the outer wall of the camp into a honeycomb.

The confrontation unfolded to the point where the supreme masters couldn’t handle even the scattered drops of blood or the fragments of strength scattered by the grandfather, so they had to retreat.

I was close to the scene of such a confrontation, so I thought I was safe, but when I think about it, it was only natural.

Their hearts and goals may be different, but in the end, their fight was because of me.

It was a strange clash of forces that was truly mind-boggling, but had no repercussions on the altar where I was.

It was my maternal grandfather who lost in that confrontation. My maternal grandfather applied pressure from all directions, sprinkling or manipulating various drops of red blood, but these tactics had no effect on my grandfather.

My grandfather and my maternal grandfather may have had similar levels, but the level of martial arts they had accumulated as warriors was different.

As my maternal grandfather gradually lost out in the confrontation, he distorted his face and said,

“Bring that guy!”

father.

My maternal grandfather wanted to take my father hostage, and my grandfather, having read his intention, put each of the warriors in check, but it was impossible to stop all four Chojeongjeols while dealing with my maternal grandfather.

Eventually, the subdued father was dragged out of the room and a sword was placed around his neck.

“Don’t move! If you do something stupid, I will immediately cut off your head!”

Grandfather’s sword stopped.

…It was too big of a gap to be seen in a confrontation between police officers.

My grandfather’s blood shot out, and although he somehow managed to twist his body to avoid hitting the vital spot, he had no choice but to be pierced through his side by the blood. The injured grandfather’s face was distorted and his knees buckled.

“…What a piece of trash!”

My grandfather’s face turned red and he gritted his teeth, as if he still felt ashamed of the current situation.

“Shut up! If you want to save your son…”

Kwasik!!

Before my grandfather even finished speaking, a trickle of blood pierced the forehead of the warrior holding the sword to my father’s neck.

…Maybe it’s my mother’s talent.

I don’t know how it was released, but it seemed like the suppressed point was released. My mother immediately patted my father’s back to relieve the blood, and my father stumbled and picked up the sword that the dead man had shed.

“Stop it!”

A situation where something that no one expected happened in an instant. Everyone began to move as if time had been stopped by my grandfather’s shout.

Even to say nothing, my mother and father were not in good condition. Because they were two people who had been imprisoned for a long time to begin with.

The two of you were helplessly pushed around by the three warriors.

And even when their lives were in danger, they called me.

“Cheonan! Cheonan!”

“Run away! Cheonan!”

…In my memory, I was already turning my head to my mother and father. I don’t even know what situation I was in at that time.

But one thing is certain.

The words that my mother and father desperately cried out to me to run were what motivated me.

The stone door my grandfather came through was still open.

I got off the altar and moved towards it.

“Stop it! Stop! this guy! Stop!”

“No guesswork!”

My grandfather repeatedly shouted and tried to block the way to stop me, but my grandfather fiercely pushed him away and opened the way. Blood burst out from the grandfather’s side due to the violent movement.

“Ugh! Run away! Cheonan!”

It was a road away from the parents I was trying to save.

Not only my parents but also my grandfather was in a crisis.

…But at that time, the only thing I could do for my parents was to follow their instructions.

That’s why I ran outside of the camp.

The first day I had a dream.

The memory of running through the same forest as that time continued.

and.

That was the end of Ho Cheon-an’s memories as a child.