episode_0352

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“Hahahaha…!”

“Hohohoho!”

Giru is a place full of laughter.

“Welcome!”

Giru’s gatekeeper and Jeomsoi graciously welcomed the samurai guest.

Warrior guest, Jeon Ip (全入) said while looking at Jeom Soi.

“Are some Anbeophoe members gathered today?”

Jeomsoy smiled slyly and accepted Jeon Ip’s words.

“Many people are evaluating your insight.”

Jeon Ip nodded and glanced at the first floor.

In general, there was a gambling hall in the center of the first floor of Giru, where drinking, singing and dancing were enjoyed.

Watching others gamble was quite a fun pastime.

Since the Great Wall is one of the largest towers in the Black Dragon Castle, quite a few people were seen in the center engaged in gambling.

Among them, there were also unmanned people.

‘Tsk, tsk, they’re fake.’

Jeon Ip laughed at them and walked into the basement.

The gatekeeper who was guarding a door in the basement received the piece of paper handed to him by Jeon Ip and politely bowed his waist and opened the door.

“Damn it!”

“Hahahaha! I will eat this plate!”

At first glance, the underground event appears to be no different from the event taking place on the first floor.

However, there were two crucial differences between the first floor and the basement.

“Damn it! I thought I had great luck today, but I lost everything!”

“Khahaha! I may be less skilled than you in martial arts, but I guess I’m lucky!”

One is that the people running this underground are all unmanned.

Another thing was that it was not Geumja or Eunja, but Mupyeon, who were piled on the board of those warriors.

Jeon Ip looked around at the board and thought.

The Church of the Heavenly Demon has its own unique systems.

Cheonma Bigo, where numerous martial artists gather.

A level for viewing martial arts in Cheonma Bigo.

A piece used to raise one’s rank or to view martial arts skills in one shot.

Among them, martial arts is the driving force behind the movements of warriors within the Heavenly Demon Church.

A piece of equipment that can be obtained by performing one’s duties or through a request from a request office.

Mupyeon was the Magyo’s own currency used among warriors.

Those who wanted to gamble with the odds gathered at underground gambling halls like this one.

‘This is the real gambler’s hall!’

Jeon Ip, a martial arts person who enjoys gambling, nodded with a satisfied face.

In fact, enjoying gambling as a military officer was quite obvious.

Once a warrior enters the game, there is a basic suspicion that he will perform martial arts. If you win, you are often criticized for secretly using martial arts, and if you lose, you often become an object of ridicule, saying that a person who has learned martial arts cannot even beat a criminal.

At the same time, they are somehow forced into the position of having to destroy the opponent’s gambling skills only with their physical ability, not gambling skills, and when they display their gambling skills, they become the target of public criticism.

However, this underground gambling hall, where you can practice your skills with dice or bone chips or train your food habits, is different.

“Tseueu-eup!”

Tsutsutsutsutsu!!

A martial artist who uses a vulgar gesture mixed with sutra to obstruct the opponent’s view.

“Haaa!”

Let’s go! Let’s go!

A warrior who uses illusions to deceive his opponents and mix up their cards.

A true martial arts training venue was unfolding, where one practiced martial arts openly, risked martial arts skills, gambled, or rather, practiced martial arts by exchanging a small fee for the help of the opponent in training a method or technique.

Since you can obtain martial arts skills by training in martial arts, is there any other way to become stronger more efficiently than this?

In addition, you can experience the essence of gambling by unleashing all your capabilities without worrying about anything.

‘It’s literally like killing two birds with one stone, or rather, killing three birds with one stone. How could I break up the Eye Law Association or the Danshu Association!’

After completing his self-justification, Jeon Ip closely observed the warriors who enjoyed gambling at the gambling table.

This is because even choosing an opponent is not easy in this underground gambling hall.

The opponent’s level, the hand techniques used, and the martial arts skills learned.

There are a ton of things to consider.

“Damn it!”

A warrior got angry and got up from his seat. The martial artist who was shaking the dice in the glass chuckled and swept up the dice.

That one would be appropriate.

The amount of money exchanged was similar to the situation of the wallet, the level of ignorance that seemed impossible to grasp, and the gambling skills that seemed worth comparing.

“Hyeongjang, let’s have a fight with me.”

The other person also stared intently as if trying to figure out the transfer.

When I moved in, I was accustomed to waiting for the other person’s judgment.

In an underground gambling hall, searching for opponents is the most basic of all.

Because it was human psychology to want to avoid the strong as much as the desire to stick with the weak.

The gambler who just won a lot from a martial artist nodded as if he thought it was worth a try against Jeon Ip.

“Okay, how many dice will you use?”

“Let’s make it two.”

The warrior nodded and put two dice into the glass.

‘I’m going to have a long day today.’

Jeon Ip judged that the gambling skills of the martial artist in front of him were half a level lower than his own. However, the opponent also had an advantage.

The point was that just a moment ago, I was gambling with those glasses and dice at this gambling table.

Familiarity with gambling tools was not a very important factor in the gambling of the general public. In the first place, only really great gamblers can control variables so delicately.

But even that was an important factor in this underground gambling hall.

Sigh! Shhh shush!

An evil sound that could not be believed to have come from shaking a glass began to resonate.

Without being embarrassed, Jeon Ip strengthened his eye technique and followed the opponent’s hand movements.

The other person also felt Jeon Ip’s eyes following him, but he put his glass down.

Before exploration.

No changes were made with the intention of assessing the level of skill of the transferee.

“8 This is it.”

“Hmm.”

When I lifted the glass, I saw the eyes of 6 and 2.

Jeon Ip, who was handed a non-pyeon by his opponent, grabbed the glass and began to picture the board in his head.

‘I noticed you gambling with that person earlier, so I can say that I did some research. ‘Let’s go a little stronger for the first round.’

Jeon Ip was about to shake his glass while thinking that.

“Huh!”

Jeon Ip frowned as he heard someone sigh. Gambling halls are naturally noisy places, and this underground gambling hall in particular is a place where the sound of various martial arts being performed is so distracting that even the energy waves are lost, but the current sound of wasted breathing seemed to break the thread of concentration.

Jeon Ip sighed, turned his inner strength, and increased his concentration once again.

Jeon Ip, who habitually examined the other person’s face before passing the glass, realized that the other person’s mouth was wide open and his eyes were shaking wildly.

It was a bonus to be looking somewhere else.

A gambler takes his eyes off the gambling table?

Jeon Ip turned his head to follow the other person, wondering what was going on.

And the transferee also had no choice but to spew out new empty words.

“Hiik..!”

It is a symbol of the supremacy of this Demonic Cult and a proof that one has mastered the Heavenly Demon Godkong, the best Demonic Art in the world.

Jet-black hair that seems to absorb even the light.

And the one with red eyes that seem to arouse people’s fear.

Cheonma.

This was because Cheonma was standing right at the entrance to the underground gambling hall.

That’s two people!

It didn’t take long for all the warriors who looked at the entrance to freeze one by one at the sound of the wind.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Hohohohoho!

The underground gambling hall has become so quiet that you can faintly hear the noise from the upstairs.

gulp!

Someone swallowed dry saliva.

Wijicheon, the Cheonma, watched the frozen warriors and opened his mouth in a casual manner, as if he had turned on the lamp inside the house and came out.

“Don’t worry about me and just do what you are doing.”

The men in the underground gambling hall were momentarily confused.

however.

“Jo, honorific name!”

The mood was set when someone repeated it like that.

“Honorable name!”

“Honorable name!”

Jeon Ip turned his head back to its original position and closed his eyes tightly.

‘I-I’m dead…!’

Gambling is not prohibited in the Heavenly Demon Church.

Transfers and transactions without convenience were also not prohibited.

So, strictly speaking, the warriors in the underground gambling hall were not doing anything wrong.

Nevertheless, why are they hiding underground and secretly gambling under the guise of being Anbeophoe or Dansuhoe?

It was because there was something holding everything together.

Cheonma Shingyo is a group of martial arts that prioritizes refining martial arts.

In the Church of the Heavenly Demon, they use martial arts to gamble, and with such gambling skills, they lose and win martial arts, the growth engine of martial arts?

Who would think that martial arts is revered and respected after seeing such behavior?

The existence of underground gambling halls and the warriors who enjoy gambling in such underground gambling halls may not be problematic according to the rules of the Demonic Cult, but it was an action that should be condemned by the group called the Heavenly Demon Church.

But now you want to do something like that in front of the Supreme Demon of the Demonic Cult, the Heavenly Demon?

Are you saying that I have to show off my martial arts mixing technique in front of the Heavenly Demon?

Just thinking about moving in made my hands shake.

It wasn’t just moving in that was frozen without being able to do anything. Who can gamble in front of Heavenly Demon now?

“Hmm.”

Heavenly Demon’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the hesitating warriors. Seeing the frowning appearance of the Heavenly Demon, the faces of everyone except Wei Seolyeon turned pale.

Wei Seo-ryeon opened her mouth on behalf of Cheonma.

“They said they would follow orders, but there is no one to carry them out…is this a protest?”

The faces of the warriors, who were already pale, turned completely white. Jeon Ip also trembled at the sound of Wei Seo-ryeon’s voice coming from behind him.

‘Ah, my life ends here!’

Protest!

The master of the Heavenly Demon Church. Anyone who disobeys the orders of the Heavenly Demon cannot be in the Heavenly Demon Church.

All that awaits those who disobey the Heavenly Demon’s orders is capital punishment or banishment!

I don’t know why Cheonma personally came to destroy the underground gambling hall, but it seemed clear that Cheonma and Socheonma had the intention of punishing those in this underground gambling hall.

Wi Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon only came to watch the martial arts people gambling.

There was only one intention of the Heavenly Demon that ordinary demonic cultists who had looked up to the Heavenly Demon all their lives and had no contact with could imagine.

Show your sins and be punished!

“Big black…!”

Jeon Ip shed tears.

What was important was not the crime, but the will of the Heavenly Demon.

In the Heavenly Demon Church, the words of the Heavenly Demon were law.

If you tell those shameless guys to cut off their hands, Jeon Ip’s hands will be cut off, and if you tell them to abolish the martial arts of those who dare to use their martial arts for illegal gambling, etc., their martial arts will disappear.

No, it was possible that the mother and mother, not the hand and mother, could run away.

So how can I not shed tears?

I shook my glass with tears in my eyes.

‘If the ending has already been decided…let’s accept it resolutely!’

Jeon Ip had already accepted the imaginary ending and moved his hand.

If I was kicked out of the Church of the Heavenly Demon or died while gambling, I wanted to leave behind a final struggle.

Rattling!

The underground gambling hall has become so quiet that even the noise from the upstairs can be heard. In such an underground gambling hall, the sound of Jeon Ip shaking his glass resonated clearly.

“Hoo.”

When Jeon Ip started shaking his glass, the gamblers in the underground gambling hall resumed gambling without hesitation.

Rattling. Rattling. Attic. Dararalalak!

Jeon Ip’s shaking of the glass gradually became flashier and faster.

This was because I felt two people, Cheonma and Socheonma, approaching from behind.

As he became aware of the fact that Cheonma and Socheonma were watching, Jeon Ip’s hands unconsciously became faster.

If you think about it with common sense, it was crazy.

Aren’t Cheonma and Socheonma acting like they are now because they find it repugnant to those who practice martial arts for gambling?

No matter how I interpreted it, it seemed unlikely that there would be a positive result.

Wouldn’t it be better to stop now?

Jeon Ip’s reason whispered like that, but Jeon Ip’s hands did not stop unfolding their skills.

Jeon Ip had no idea how to express his feelings right now.

A feeling of rebellion that asks what’s so wrong with applying martial arts to gambling?

Or do you just want to show off your honed skills in front of Heavenly Demon, the supreme leader of the Demonic Cult?

Or are you struggling not to leave any regrets at what may be the last moment of your life?

The turmoil in his heart, which even he himself could not understand, was channeled into his hands and sublimated into technology.

And the technology has passed its peak.

widely!

The cup was placed on the gambling table.

Jeon Ip felt Cheonma and Socheonma standing behind him and took a deep breath. The other person, who looked like a corpse, stuttered and opened his mouth.

“7…I’ll bet on 7.”

Jeon Ip opened the dice with trembling hands.

6 and 3.

The desired sum of numbers was extracted with the desired eye.

Normally, when you put two dice in a glass and shake it, the probability of getting the intended combination is approximately 30%.

I succeeded in a difficult technique, but I just didn’t think about transferring.

Because his emotions were already oversaturated.

The opponent’s gambling has begun.

The opponent could not overcome the gazes of Wei Seo-ryeon and Wei Ji-cheon and spilled the dice in the glass. When I moved in, I understood the other person’s mistake. Just having Cheonma and Socheonma behind you makes your lungs flatten and you can’t breathe properly, but the other person will also be making eye contact with Cheonma and Socheonma.

Since the opponent was barely able to mix the glass with trembling hands, Jeon Ip was able to see through the eyes of the dice.

“Yuk.”

4 and 2.

Cheonma and Wei Seo-ryeon stood behind each other in silence, and Jeon Il held the dice as if possessed and started the next round.

Another round passes.

Another round has passed.

When I moved in, I literally felt like I was possessed by a ghost.

“Hmm.”

“Ho.”

Wi Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon only occasionally let out exclamations. Because I was just watching the gambling without doing anything.

I was in a state of extreme tension, fearing that I might receive a chilling order from the Cheonma Wijicheon and Socheonma Wiseoryeon, the appearance of a famous unit within the Cheonma Divine Cult, or a summary punishment to be executed here….

Even though quite some time passed, nothing happened.

“I’m worried about the board over there. My wife, I will go over there.”

“So.”

Jeon Ip was confused as he heard the conversation between the two father and daughter coming from behind!

‘Really…are you just here to watch the gambling in the underground gambling hall?’

Such thoughts began to sprout in the minds of the players at the underground gambling hall, and little by little, they began to develop their original skills.

Sssseu!

Shashak! Shashashak!

Seeing that the Heavenly Demon’s gaze had returned to another board where technology was unfolding, the warriors of the underground gambling hall began to unleash their skills.

Even if the number of characters in front of me decreases or increases, I don’t cry or laugh, and I am in a strange state where I am more aware of the Heavenly Demon than the opponent!

Shush!

Grumble! Crack!

Wi Seo-ryeon and Wi Ji-cheon wander around a silent gambling hall filled with only the sounds of collisions and explosions.

The two people stood behind Jeon Ip again.

“There are a lot of interesting technologies.”

“That’s right.”

The underground gambling hall suddenly became quiet due to the conversation between the two people.

“I wanted to experience the atmosphere of a gambling hall comprehensively, but…well, I guess I’ll have to be satisfied with the level of familiarity with technology.”

“I think so too. I guess it would be better to call someone in.”

Jeon Ip was paying attention to the contextless conversation between the two people, and then began to tremble.

Because he felt two people’s eyes on the back of his head!

“Hey, what’s your name?”

Jeon Ip jumped up and shouted without realizing it.

“A thousand years old! A thousand years! Thousands of years! Hey, I’m moving in!”

“Please come to Cheonmajeon by tomorrow morning.”

Now…what?

Without realizing it, Jeon Ip turned and looked at Wi Ji-cheon.

“Jo, my name!”

However, the moment Jeon Ip looked at Wi Ji-cheon, he unconsciously responded to the overwhelming look of strength that Wi Ji-cheon gave off.

Wi Ji-cheon and Wi Seo-ryeon left the underground gambling hall as if all their business was over, leaving only those words.

After the two Heavenly Demons left the underground gambling hall, there was silence for a while.

How much time has passed?

The manager appeared, his whole body shaking.

“My wife, Cheonma and Socheonma passed away. Did something happen here?”

Everyone at the gambling hall looked at the transfer. Jeon Ip looked around with a blank expression and then looked at his opponent.

The person who made eye contact with Jeon Ip was startled and took out his pocket from his pocket and threw it on the gambling table.

Scream!

The pocket opened and Mupyeon appeared.

“Get this! Anyway, I don’t know!”

“No…!”

What don’t you know?

Jeon Ip understood that the other person did not want to have anything to do with him being called to the Cheonma Battle.

However, it was the same for Jeon-ip as he did not know what the intention of the Cheonma that called him to the Cheonmajeon and what would happen if he was called to the Cheonmajeon.

However, I was shocked to see him suddenly hit from the hand cut.

“Ugh! I can not hear you! I don’t know!”

This was so absurd that when he opened his mouth, the other person covered his ears, cursed, launched a light attack, and ran away.

There is silence for a moment.

Uddangtangtang!

Watangtang!

“Take this!”

“Just make sure the sparks don’t fly!”

All the warriors threw their martial pieces at Jeon-ip’s gambling table and ran away.

Jeon Ip opened his mouth and looked blankly at the entrance where the soldiers had disappeared.

“Well, then, I’ll end this too!”

Then, we made eye contact with the manager, but the manager, perhaps swayed by the crowd mentality, took a step back and ran away.

Jeon Ip looked at the countless pieces piled up on his gambling table and laughed. Have you ever earned this much money in your life?

I got so many compliments just by knowing that I will appear in the Cheonma Battle tomorrow.

Tomorrow… Cheonmajeon… Appearance…

Jeon Ip muttered as he felt his mind becoming dizzy.

“What the fuck…”

Then he fell backwards and fainted.