episode_0189

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First day.

As if they had all made an appointment, the Twelve members of the unit, who had gone on a trip to a good restaurant, were sitting together the next day, chewing chicken breast.

The trainees had been on vacation at least once, which meant they had experienced at least once how their bodies change when they eat a lot of fatty foods.

I just ate whatever I wanted for a couple of meals, but the magic is that fat sticks to the body created through effort for as little as a week or as long as several weeks!

The trainees did not want to ruin the body they built by rolling around like hell in one day, so instead of eating out, they chose chicken breast.

“Look, I got injured again. Why on earth has Jo Ga-ju been acting like that since yesterday?”

Jaesanghae sighed as he stuffed the dry chicken breast into his mouth.

“Do you guys remember that peak expert from the 7th generation?”

“You mean that stupid bastard?”

“Yesterday, I ran into that bastard at Yongsanggaek’s banquet!”

Jae Sang-hae started talking about yesterday while spitting, and the members of the unit who heard the story raised their voices and became angry.

“You are absolutely crazy!”

“Even if a guy like that passed the exam, he would have failed the training!”

The unit members raised their voices and criticized Jang Il-sak, but Jo Ga-ju was just chewing chicken breast and thinking about it. The unit members, who looked embarrassed at the fact that their condolences and consolations did not reach Jo Ga-ju’s ears, stuffed the chicken breasts into their mouths again.

“Really, it’s not delicious even if I eat it over and over again.”

“It has no taste. It tastes so fishy, how can you say it doesn’t taste good?”

“Phew. It’s an elixir, so you should drink it.”

The 128th debate on the horrible taste of chicken breast is in full swing.

“You guys, we have something to talk about.”

Jo Ga-ju opened her mouth.

“Oh, yes, say it!”

“Of course, that damn child. Should I go and find him right away and let him go?”

Jo Ga-ju smiled bitterly as she looked at her classmates who were worried about her and saying various things.

“I want to give up on becoming a gold medalist.”

Everyone in the dormitory stopped moving. Chicken fell from Jo Gap-deok’s wide-open mouth, and eggs fell from Corn’s hand.

Gwang Jae-ryeon shouted, crushing the chicken breast with his hands without realizing it.

“Are you crazy!!”

While everyone was flinching at the volume that made dust fall from the rafters, Jo Ga-ju put down the egg with a bitter smile.

“It was a decision made after careful consideration.”

“You, were you really shaken by that bastard’s words? You passed the test with your skills! Whatever he says, the results prove it!”

Jo Ga-ju nodded at Jae Sang-hae’s anger.

“Of course. I think I passed the test fairly.”

“Then why!”

In response to Jae Sang-hae’s question, Jo Ga-ju slowly reflected on his thoughts. There really was a lot going on.

“Because I want to focus more on the window.”

“Wouldn’t it be okay to become a member of the Golden Guard and sharpen your spear skills!”

Zhao Jiazhu shook his head.

“Most of what Jang Il-sak said yesterday was nonsense, but there was one truth: I, holding a spear, cannot defeat him.”

“What a bastard! I heard if you just practice for a few more months, you can win in no time!”

“Hehe, thank you for the encouragement, but is it going to be that easy?”

Jaesanghae was speechless at Jo Gaju’s firm words.

“I was able to be active while holding a spear, but my spear skills were only a weapon skill that I learned for one month at most. Jaesanghae, your martial arts skills have improved dramatically, but would you be able to choose martial arts instead of swordsmanship?”

Jaesanghae couldn’t answer. Jae Sang-hae and Jo Gap-deok continued to act as marksmen in team competitions, but when the enemy charged, they drew swords instead of swords. Whenever a crisis arose, he drew his sword, so in the end, it was the sword that gave him, and his wealth was his secret martial arts.

“There was a story the instructor told me when he offered me a spear. A bird that flaps its wings for the first time jumps off a hill and flaps its wings. If you don’t succeed in flying, it’s just a fall. However, only by falling like that, experiencing pain, getting hurt, and flapping your wings can you learn how to fly.”

Jo Ga-ju repeated Ho Cheon-an’s words and recalled how he felt at that time.

“He said that if you want to stay on the hill of passing the Gold Medalist right now, you should raise the sword. If you want to fly in the sky, you should try the spear.”

So I grabbed the spear. So, holding the spear, I rolled, jumped, and sweated under Hocheonan’s command.

“And I grabbed the spear and passed the test.”

“But why!”

“It is all thanks to your help that I was able to pass the exam while playing my role, even though I have only half the skills to keep a spear in check.”

Jo Ga-ju laughed.

“You guys were my wings. Even though he held the spear, he blocked my side and eliminated the enemy from behind so that I could win. I flew in the sky like that.”

Jaesanghae, or rather the members of the Twelve Unit, read various emotions in Jo Gaju’s eyes. trust. Thank you. Reassuring. I felt a whirlwind of emotions that cannot be described in other words.

Therefore, the members of the Twelve Troops could not say anything.

For some reason, I felt like I could see a bird flapping its wings vigorously in those eyes.

“I would like to say thank you to you who gave me the joy of flying. If it weren’t for you, if it weren’t for you, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have experienced the joy of flying in the sky and I might not have had the courage to take on a new challenge.”

“….you.”

“I want to fly across the sky with my wings. That wish, which I only vaguely thought about when the instructor offered me a spear, became my goal as I flew with you.”

That’s why Jo Ga-ju decided to jump off the hill called Geumuiwi. You might regret it someday. I desperately flap my wings, but I may not be able to fly. If you fall like that, you could get seriously injured. Perhaps as a result, his wings will break and he will fall to the ground forever.

However, Jo Gaju wanted to be a bird flying in the sky.

“So, I will choose to quit the Geumui Commission.”

I decided to take on the challenge.

*** ***

Jo Ga-ju swallowed dry saliva.

“I will give up training at the Gold Medical Commission.”

Jo Ga-ju swallowed dryly, overcome with tension, as she watched Ho Cheon-an reading a book written in unknown characters.

“Is that so.”

But what is Ho Cheon-an’s attitude as he turns the pages written in strange characters?

It was as peaceful as when I received a report that the roof tiles in the dormitory were cracked and water was leaking.

Seeing Ho Cheon-an like that, Jo Ga-ju’s heart was agitated.

Jo Ga-ju was worried.

How should I tell Ho Cheon-an that I am giving up on training for the Gold Medical Council? What should I do if Ho Cheon-an shows feelings of betrayal and disappointment and gets angry?

Of course, if you produce excellent trainees, the evaluation of the instructors also increases. I trained so hard to get him to pass, but now he’s quitting. Any instructor would be angry and frown.

Instructor Ho Cheon-an, who recommended the spear and trained me with sincerity. Although they met as trainees and instructors, in Jo Ga-ju’s mind, Ho Cheon-an was already like a teacher. Is it really right to do something that causes such harm to Ho Cheon-an?

As I was engulfed in such agony and thinking, a strange thought occurred to me.

[This school is not concerned with grades.]

This is something that Ho Cheon-an has often said at some point. Jo Ga-ju thought of that every time she heard it. It is a declaration of absolute confidence. It is a statement filled with firm belief in the results that will be derived from the process. I thought it was an arrogant assurance that no matter what the results would be, I was not wrong and should be trusted and followed.

But what if Ho Cheon-an’s words were meant literally?

[The main office only sees your growth and unfolding your potential.]

What if it was the real intention of the instructor rather than encouragement or encouragement to feel pressure to prove the results?

At first, Jo Ga-ju thought this thought was just self-justification.

It’s just a cowardly excuse to justify his choice to quit the Geumui Commission.

[The headquarters is proud of you all.]

A nonsensical delusion.

[However, the reason we are proud of you is not because you passed the selection test, nor because you won the belt, nor because you gave us the title of hero.]

However, the more he thought about Ho Cheon-an’s words and actions, the more the word ‘possibility’ gradually grew in size in Jo Ga-ju’s mind.

[The possibilities you all had. We are proud of the fact that it has blossomed.]

‘I think Instructor Ho Cheon-an expected me to make this choice.’

[Trainees. This is where the main office guides you.]

Could it be that he had guessed in advance his actions and determination to jump off the hill called Geumuiwi and start flapping his wings?

[From now on, trainees will pioneer their own path.]

“I just want to ask you one thing.”

otherwise. Unless you really expected it. If only I hadn’t prepared my mind and waited for Jo Ga-ju.

“Jo Ga-ju trainee. What are you trying to do even though you have to give up your training at the Gold Medical Council?”

Is it possible to ask a question so calmly?

Zhao Jiazhu was confident as he looked into Ho Cheonan’s quiet eyes. This person predicted the current situation.

Jo Gaju somehow felt like the wind was blowing from Hocheonan.

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Why did I become an external advisor to the Geumuiui Committee and a training instructor for the Twelve Units?

This is because it was a plan arranged by my classmate to put a smokescreen on the fact that I could provide enlightenment.

It is said that there was a person who could give enlightenment to others, and the imperial palace gave him a position as an external advisor to the Geumui Committee to test him, but he was dismissed because he could not demonstrate his abilities at all.

I decided that it wouldn’t be a bad idea to spend about a month calming down the rumors, so I became a training instructor, and as if I had reached a unique point, the leading figures who would open the next era in each field were gathered in my unit.

That’s why I decided to eliminate all of these guys.

He offered Jo Ga-ju a spear, gave Jae Sang-hae a taste of the absurdity of the military, and treated other trainees like tumbleweeds.

And then I thought.

It’s not a bad story for them either. Although you will fail the selection test for Geumui, the body you are laying a new foundation for now will be a great asset in the future, and the secret martial arts you are equipped with now will be a skill that can come in handy in times of crisis.

When did those thoughts start to waver?

Was it because of the looks in the eyes of the trainees who, upon hearing the news of the mock battle, pledged to show an example to those who looked down on them?

No, it may have been before that. It may have been because I saw him continuing his mountain canter while holding back the rising pottery, or it may have been because I saw him twisting his whole body while using force.

Maybe it was because no one gave up on the secret martial arts that they had learned for the first time in their lives and held onto it until the end.

I thought about the trainees who were happy to win the mock battle and become one with Kangchumoru, who smiled as if he had everything in the world.

It is not that difficult to force the Twelve Units to be eliminated.

I tell Jo Ga-ju that he can stop practicing spearmanship now, so he should pick up his sword.

I told Kangchumoru to hand over command since I felt at least satisfied.

If the remaining members had been forced to engage in group guerrilla warfare by telling them to demonstrate the results of their martial arts skills, the Twelve Units would have easily been eliminated.

Then, the company commander said he was disappointed in the trainees and criticized them for not having enough stamina and fighting skills.

By saying ‘we were like this together, let’s never see each other again’, I was stripped of my position as an external advisor to the Geumui Committee and they went their separate ways with bitter memories of the Geumui Committee.

Jo Ga-ju must have never forgotten the taste of the spear and sharpened it.

Jae Sang-hae, who realized that the absurdity of government office is a fairy compared to the absurdity of the military, will walk the path of a civil servant.

After deploying his strategy and tactics, Kangchumoru must have returned to the military with regrets.

The rest would have gone on to find their own paths.

But is that the right thing to do?

Is it really fair to forcibly cut off the wings of trainees who have worked harder and worked harder than anyone else at this training center and send them tumbling off the hill called Geumuiwi?

I made my decision after winning the mock battle and seeing Kangchumoru smiling as if he had everything in the world and the Twelfth Division laughing as one.

Let’s be the wind that doesn’t break their wings. Rather than forcibly breaking its wings and throwing it off the hill called Geumuiwi, let’s spread its wings and let it fly through the sky and let it leave the hill called Geumuiwi. That’s what I thought.

Therefore, they chose to stay still and stay behind so that they could strengthen their wings and spread them to their heart’s content.

I had the thought that it was an unstable and difficult path. Jo Ga-ju’s passion for the spear was sincere, and Kangchumoru’s happy appearance while deploying strategic tactics was real, but will they turn away from the glorious position of the Geumwiwi and pursue their own path?

But I thought it was my nature to choose this method.

This body, Hocheonan, is a famous figure in the world of martial arts.

It’s more difficult and the rewards are higher.

Because it was a cider pass that chose a more refreshing route.

“Jo Ga-ju trainee. What are you trying to do even though you have to give up your training at the Gold Medical Council?”

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‘He was a person who could become a storm.’

Jo Gaju thought.

If Ho Cheon-an had made up his mind, he would have been able to pass the Twelfth Division without Jo Jia-ju’s spear or Kang-chu Moru’s strategy.

Because Ho Cheon-an had the ability to send the Twelve Units to the sky with a passing score, regardless of their condition.

But instead of that path, Ho Cheon-an chose a different path.

He recommended the spear to Zhao Jiazhu and did not intervene in the strategy and tactics of the Twelfth Division. Even though all his efforts for a month could have been in vain, Ho Cheon-an did not step forward.

‘I just wish we could become the wind and fly…’

Did you wait?

“I want to practice spear.”

Jo Ga-ju swallowed dry saliva. Ho Tian-an took his eyes off the bookshelf and looked at Jo Jia-ju, asking this question.

‘Is that the path you chose?’

“I want to practice spearing and become an expert at spearing.”

Jo Gaju thought. What a ridiculous dream. It was a story that anyone would laugh at if they heard that a kid who had devoted himself to spearmanship for at least a month said this.

However, Jo Ga-ju wanted to speak without hiding anything. I wanted to reveal my aspirations to Ho Cheon-an, who gave me hope called Chang.

“We want to create a spear technique that anyone who wants to gain wings can learn.”

Jo Ga-ju just swallowed dry saliva.

After learning the spear for at most one month, a young boy gave up his honorable position as a member of the Geumuiwi and declared that he would become a spear master who invented the art of spearing.

“Is that so.”

Ho Cheon-an calmly accepted such an absurd and absurd declaration.

“Is that the path that Jo Ga-ju trainee found?”

“Evil!”

“In that case, the main office will support you.”

Zhao Jiazhu looked clearly. The corners of Hocheonan’s mouth twitched. Seeing that scene, Jo Ga-ju’s heart swelled. I was touched that my path was recognized by Ho Cheon-an. Feeling guilty for putting Ho Cheon-an in a difficult situation. And… the feeling of anxiety and anticipation that comes with the realization that you are starting a new path.

I shouted with all my emotions.

“Evil!”

No. 12 vs. No. 1 trainee Jo Ga-ju.

In the document containing Jo Ga-ju’s information, two red letters were added: [Withdrawal].