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    ***

    The next day, as soon as the sun rose, Yeomjin called Soyou and Inho.

    Seeing Yeom Jin’s quite serious appearance, the two of them sat in front of her with extremely nervous faces as Yeom Jin called them.

    “Yesterday Soyou crossed the wall.”

    “Are you saying that the typification of that bet was successful?”

    Inho questioned Yeomjin’s words, and Yeomjin nodded.

    Inho looked at Soyou next to him with an ‘Oh~’ face, and Soyou stabbed him in the side with his elbow for such a frivolous action.

    “So, I thought it was time, so I called.”

    Yeom Jin’s eyes showed possession.

    Soyou swallowed his saliva.

    “Soyou. From now on, you are Yeomryun-gong.”

    Namgung Soyu’s eyes grew as big as a flower lantern.

    “Master. What do you mean by that? I’m a fire fighter.”

    Yeomjin opened his fan at Soyou’s words.

    “Soyou, just as you have been called a disciple of the tradition and a master of the tradition. You probably know that I am called Yeomryun-gong.”

    “I don’t think you are young enough to not know what this means.”

    At Yeomjin’s calm words, Soyou’s face frowned.

    “I am still in a shallow state of learning. But how can I inherit the name of Yan Lun-gong?”

    “I have passed on to you everything I know. And you got them. Even leaving aside the issue of proficiency.”

    Yan Jin did not avoid eye contact and continued speaking.

    “I was around your age when I was given the name Yeomryun-gong. So don’t say it’s fast.”

    ‘You can make up for the lack of experience and skill by wandering around the rivers.’ Yeom Jin added.

    “So what happens now?”

    Unlike Soyou, who was looking down at her lap with a complicated face, Inho asked with a calm expression.

    “I will go to the Murim Alliance this way. I plan to go and report it formally.”

    “If ‘I am’, does that mean we are not going to the Murim Alliance?”

    In response to Yeomjin’s strangely drawing a line, Inho demanded a specific answer.

    “Anyway, all you have to do is change the name on the table. There is no need for everyone to go together.”

    Yeomjin looked at Soyou’s complexion.

    “Now don’t walk around with me, just go around the world together helping people in need.”

    Yeom Jin indirectly said that he would leave them.

    “…Soyou.”

    Yan Jin called his disciple with a sad smile.

    The disciple flinched at the call, but did not raise his head.

    Because I didn’t want to show the tears I was secretly shedding.

    Ugh, Yeomjin sighed softly, got up and went in front of Soyou.

    She held Soyou in her arms and gently patted his back.

    “It’s not like I’ll never see you again, so why are you crying so sadly? All I have to do is give up the name Yeomryun-gong.”

    “But….”

    A cracked and murky voice came out of Soyou’s mouth.

    Yeomjin hugged Soyou tighter, who was holding back tears as if he was sad.

    Oh, Soyou could feel his teacher’s heart.

    “This teacher lived under the name Yeomnyunkong for seventeen years.”

    “Now, I want to spend the rest of my life as a person named ‘Yeom Jin’.”

    “……”

    “I plan to return to my hometown and rest for the time being. I also have to take care of my parents’ graves. When the time is right, I will send someone the news.”

    Yeom Jin promised the following.

    “Master….”

    Soyou also opened his arms and hugged Yeomjin.

    It was the appearance of a priest who had been in a relationship for a long time under the name of Yeomryun-gong.

    The tip of Inho’s nose felt a little sore as it felt like seeing a mother and daughter getting along well.

    ***

    “As I said, I will go to the Murim Alliance and take care of business, then go home.”

    After getting ready to leave, Yeomjin told Soyou and Inho who came to see him off on the mountainside about his future plans.

    “After you finish your work here, go to Hanam. If there are people struggling there, help them. That is the duty of a martial artist.”

    “Yes, don’t worry.”

    In-ho smiled brightly and answered, and Yeom-jin looked at him with a smile.

    “Inho, I’m so glad I have you. Thanks to you, I was able to relax for an hour. You are a blessing.”

    “Haha, I am lucky.”

    In-ho jokingly joked, brightening the calm atmosphere.

    “Okay. Now I feel like a burden has been lifted off my mind. For the time being, I will live a leisurely life and lounge around.”

    With light steps, Yeom Jin flew down the slope, and the two men and women watched her as she quickly turned into a dot and disappeared.

    “…Let’s go back too.”

    Soyou said after looking for a while in the direction where Yeomjin disappeared.

    On the way back to the slash-and-burn village.

    As Soyou headed back to the village, walking through a thicket of bushes, he kept looking back.

    I wanted to see them off all the way to the bottom of the mountain, but I felt disappointed that I couldn’t.

    ‘okay. ‘Because you said you would contact me when you’re done with your busy work.’

    As she promised to meet again next time, she looked at the back of her student who was ahead of her.

    Looking at that wide back, Soyou blushed.

    ‘Master said it was okay….’

    It was Yeom Jin who said that there would be no problem if he and In-ho ended up in a relationship.

    Thinking that this was an implicit acknowledgment of their relationship, Soyou had strange expectations as she thought about the days they would spend together with Inho in the future.

    ***

    3 months later.

    Soyou and Inho, who were in Hanam, received a letter given by someone from the Murim League.

    [Yejin. Dead.]

    What the book wanted to convey was simple and clear.

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