episode_0350

“Good job.”

As we left the Cheonmajeon, Wi Seo-ryeon, who had been watching Cheonma and I gambling, opened her mouth.

“You got through the day safely.”

The fact that the Heavenly Demon knew that I was looking into his inner thoughts was not very good news. But, well, I didn’t suggest a gambling game because I thought it would be easy to finish from the beginning, so you should be prepared for this.

How can I exploit the loophole in that Heavenly Demon?

As those thoughts were rolling around in my head, Wei Seo-ryeon opened her mouth.

“It’s really amazing.”

“Yes?”

“Father. He was truly enjoying the competition with you.”

“Um…is that so?”

The Heavenly Demon certainly did not hide his enjoyment of the gambling match with me.

The fact that Cheonma enjoyed gambling seems to have been a surprise to Wei Seo-ryeon.

“Couldn’t even Heavenly Demon enjoy gambling?”

Wei Seo-ryeon chuckled at my words.

“Hmm. Well how should I explain this.”

Wei Seo-ryeon’s steps naturally slowed down, as if she was trying to organize something to explain in her head. I also slowed down and waited for Wei Seo-ryeon to gather her thoughts.

There might be a clue to Wi Ji-cheon’s story told by Wi Seo-ryeon.

“My father was a lonely person.”

Wei Seo-ryeon’s story started a little unexpectedly.

“Ever since I was young, I have sensed my father’s loneliness. Aside from the harmony of the family, my father…hmm. okay. There was no one who could be his match.”

Well, it was quite possible.

It would have been difficult for another great martial artist who could be a match for the Heavenly Demon to be born in this Demonic Cult located far from the central plains.

“I don’t know if that’s why, but after seeing my father’s back, I naturally also sought the position of Heavenly Demon. I thought my father’s loneliness would be relieved a little if we sat next to him. Well, the position of the Heavenly Demon was coveted by any Demon Cult warrior, so I was naturally greedy.”

“You may not know it, but the successor to the Heavenly Demon God is not by inheritance but by selection. Our competitors can be said to be the entire Demonic Cult martial arts community. After an intense selection process, I succeeded in receiving the Heavenly Demon Divine Art, and I thought that I would now be able to stand by my father’s side to some extent.”

Wei Seo-ryeon concluded in a voice full of bitterness.

“But it wasn’t. I didn’t think I could cure my father’s loneliness just by inheriting the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique, but after inheriting the Heavenly Demon Divine Technique and starting to handle the Black Dragon, I realized that I had made the wrong choice.”

“Um.”

I made a wrong choice.

I understood what Wei Seo-ryeon wanted to say.

Wei Seo-ryeon learned the Heavenly Demon Godkong and achieved the same level as the Heavenly Demon Wi Ji-cheon.

Therefore, a completely vertical relationship was formed. If conditions were equal, the gap between Wei Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon would not be easily narrowed.

“My father was proud of me for becoming a Little Heavenly Demon, and I also never regret learning the Heavenly Demon’s Divine Art, but even so, I had no choice but to admit that there was no way to rid my father of his loneliness.”

Wei Seo-ryeon looked at me with complicated eyes.

“But you did it. Your father recognized you as his enemy.”

“Hmm.”

I stopped walking. Wei Seo-ryeon also stopped and hesitated at my movements.

“Reach out your hand.”

“…?”

When Wei Seo-ryeon hesitantly held out her hand, I placed something on it.

It was the dice.

If you look at me with eyes wondering what this is, you will feel sad.

“Go to Cheonma and ask him to roll some dice.”

“…What?”

These words came to mind as I looked at Wei Seo-ryeon with a dumbfounded expression.

To the person holding the hammer, all problems appear as nails.

The current situation was exactly like that.

Since Wi Ji-cheon is a martial artist and he himself is also a martial artist, he has no choice but to hone his martial arts skills in order to match his father.

You probably think so.

Anyway, these idiots.

This is the ruin of the martial arts way of thinking. Harmful.

If you want to get to know the other person, it is common sense to introduce yourself and have a conversation. But these so-called martial people do strange things, such as throwing energy at people, throwing rocks, pouring energy into alcohol, and fighting with chopsticks.

No, if your father seems hostile, shouldn’t you just go and play with him?

Why is there a story there saying that my martial arts skills are lacking and that my father is a heavenly man?

Does it mean that the martial arts law stipulates that a martial artist should only feel pleasure through martial arts?

I can drink, make money, and love, but I can also play with my daughter and roll dice.

He put the dice in the hands of Wei Seo-ryeon, who seemed to be in confusion, grabbed her shoulders, and kindly changed her direction to Cheonmajeon.

“Oh, no…”

“It’s okay. are you okay! After all, Heavenly Demon has only been into gambling for a week! And Madame Socheon also watched gambling for a week, so it’s at a similar level!”

“There’s no way I could be your father’s opponent…it’s just a waste of time…”

“Uh-huh! Are you ignoring the words of this world’s greatest gambler? When it comes to gambling, I’m an expert! yes? For week-old mites, just do as they are told!”

“Uh, mites?”

“This is all an operation, an operation! Aren’t you watching the match against Heavenly Demon every day to help me, a customer? Since you already help us, please be more proactive. I’m asking you to understand Cheonma’s tendencies while gambling with him.”

“Such…”

He pushed Socheonma’s back violently. Wei Seo-ryeon, who had been holding on hesitantly, unlike Socheonma, had no choice but to move towards Cheonmajeon due to my strong influence.

I didn’t really feel relieved as I kept fiddling with the dice.

Well, if you set up a board like this, it will take care of itself.

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“What brought you back?”

Wei Seo-ryeon recalled Ho Cheon-an’s appearance in the puzzled eyes of young Wi Ji-cheon.

The Demonic Cult was a group centered on martial arts.

That’s how much people living in Demonic Cult wish to become warriors and look up to warriors.

‘Well, it’s not just about the Demonic Cult.’

Pursuing and looking up to strength is a fundamental human instinct.

And one of the best means to satisfy that raw instinct is martial arts, so martial artists who have learned martial arts are usually treated well anywhere.

On the other hand, what about gamblers?

Unlike martial arts, which everyone recognizes, it was difficult to proudly speak of his profession as a gambler and his talent for gambling.

The skills of a warrior and the skills of a gambler.

It was so obvious that there was no need to even give an example as to which would be more recognized.

Nevertheless, Ho Cheon-an spoke more confidently than anyone else that day.

My gambling skills are the best in the world, so I will sell my skills to buy Heavenly Demon’s hard work.

The Heavenly Demon’s martial arts and my gambling skills are of equal value.

That sight came as quite a shock to Wei Seo-ryeon.

Because Ho Cheon-an was a supreme warrior.

It only loses its weight in front of Socheonmain Wiseo-ryeon, but the original Transcendent Mu-in is at a noble level where social recognition is guaranteed to the point where its name alone is enough to make it stand out.

Right now, Hocheon-an alone was so famous in Sacheon, no, now in Sacheon, that there is no one who does not know his nickname, Noegeomnangin.

A warrior who had built up that level of recognition would have been ashamed of the fact that he neglected martial arts and devoted himself to gambling and would have hidden it, but Ho Cheon-an placed equal value on gambling skills and martial arts.

The decision is made after 6 months of gambling.

Wi Seolyeon judged that Ho Cheon-an would not be able to hold out for long.

No matter how well Hocheonan mastered the art of gambling, he thought that if Cheonma put his mind to it, he would quickly conquer gambling, which was nothing more than a catch.

However, Cheonma was unable to win against Ho Cheonan for a week.

Did they simply lose?

As far as gambling was concerned, Ho Cheon-an was recognized as an opponent. No, it was as if he was not an opponent, but a challenge.

Wei Seo-ryeon, who remembered the attitude of the Heavenly Demon, shook off his hesitation and opened his mouth.

“Ha, do you want to roll the dice together?”

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes opened slightly wide. Seeing this, Wei Seolyeon suddenly felt her face heating up.

What kind of nonsense is this?

To come to Heavenly Demon, the supreme figure of the Demonic Cult, just to play dice!

It was a moment when I couldn’t overcome the shame that came over me and tried to run away, saying something.

“And so on.”

Wei Seo-ryeon, who was just about to turn and run away, froze.

The two people sat side by side at the table facing each other.

“Just rolling the dice seems a bit boring, so how about putting it in a glass and rolling it?”

“Are you talking about what Hocheonan showed you yesterday?”

“Yes. Just guessing it made me want to give it a try.”

Wi Seo-ryeon, who was looking with unfamiliar eyes at Wi Ji-cheon, who had a puzzled expression on his face, picked up the glass, put the dice in it, and rolled it.

Clatter rattle rattle rattle.

Wei Seo-ryeon’s hand, which had been rolling the glass around in an awkward manner, stopped.

“Hmm… I’ll bet on 3.”

Wei Seolyeon nodded and raised her glass. Wi Seo-ryeon was also a novice at gambling, so there was no way to know what the number of the dice in the cup was.

“4.”

“It’s my turn this time.”

The Heavenly Demon shook his glass. The Heavenly Demon’s cup shuffling, which had reached the highest level, was awkward at first, but it gradually became more natural each time he waved his wrist.

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When the cup stopped, Wei Seo-ryeon suddenly became curious.

“Have you ever plucked out the eye you wanted?”

“Hmm. I had a wish, but I’m not sure.”

“Then I’ll bet on 3. How many people was your father targeting?”

“I wanted to pick 6.”

The Cheonma said that and raised her glass. The number on the die in the glass was 1.

Wi Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon, who were looking into one large eye, burst into laughter at the same time.

“Your father can’t help it either. This time, I will gouge out my eyes.”

“Good.”

And so the messy gambling match began. Sometimes it was right, sometimes it was wrong, and the shaking of the glass with no stakes continued.

“I tried it and it wasn’t easy.”

“That’s right.”

Wei Ji-cheon thought while looking at Wei Seo-ryeon who was shaking her glass.

‘I’m trapped.’

He devoted his entire life to climbing the great mountain called Wu.

As a result, my field of vision seemed to have narrowed.

At some point, did I begin to pursue joy, sadness, and fun only through nothingness?

‘It’s fun.’

Wi Ji-cheon looked at his daughter, feeling a smile naturally forming on his face.

Wi Seo-ryeon’s expression, which always looked up to him with a hard expression and pledged to catch up with Wi Ji-cheon as a military officer, also changed to soft.

Rattling. Rattling.

“If the state of nothingness is compared to a mountain, it could be called Taisan (太山).”

Wei Seo-ryeon waved the dice and listened to Wei Ji-cheon.

“You looked down on other mountains because you climbed Mount Tai.”

Wi Seo-ryeon also agreed with Wi Ji-cheon’s words and nodded.

It was something I disparaged, thinking it was something I could catch.

Shaking this small glass and pulling out the eyes of the desired dice was not as easy as you might think.

The mountain called Gambling, which Hocheonan proudly pointed towards Cheonma with his eyes shining.

The mountain called gambling was not a small hill that could be climbed to the top overnight.

“Only after seeing the other mountain he pointed to did I realize that I was trapped in Taishan.”

Wi Seo-ryeon had a vague idea of what Wi Ji-cheon wanted to say.

Because Wi Seo-ryeon also felt similar feelings to Wi Ji-cheon.

When I turned my gaze from just looking at the peak of Mount Tai to look at other mountains, the world naturally came into view.

Mura was very difficult to find in Taesan.

The joy I could feel while being with my father was something I could easily find once I left the mountain of martial arts.

Suddenly, Wei Xulian felt grateful to Hu Cheonan.

If only Ho Cheon-an hadn’t pointed out the mountain called gambling, and if he hadn’t personally used his skills to make him realize that the mountain was not low at all.

Because I wouldn’t have been able to see the world like I do now, leaving the mountain called Taishan.

“No matter how wide and tall Mount Tai is, how dare it be compared to the world?”

Wei Seolyeon thought.

Hocheonan opened my eyesight, so now I have to walk on my own.

“Now that you know, let’s experience it one by one.”

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Wei Seolyeon put down her glass and said.

“So, would you like to climb the mountain called gambling with your real wife?”

Wei Seo-ryeon confidently turned to Wi Ji-cheon and said, “Let’s join together.”

Cheonma raised two fingers and said, signaling that she chose 2.

“It’s not a bad suggestion.”

The two shook their glasses and made a promise.

Again. Again.

At Cheonmajeon, the sound of dice rolling in the cup continued for a while.