Still, Sotalmyeongdo Osanchu was quite relaxed.

    Because Wu Sanqiu’s thoughts were like this.

    If he wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago.

    What is the reason for breaking up one’s arms and legs and then rolling them up in a blanket?

    At best, they either hand it over to the government department, or they wrap it up so that their father, who is now an expert in the police, will not get hurt further because he is afraid of the aftermath.

    Wasn’t there a nice atmosphere there?

    Fearing that his resentment would harm his son as well, demyeongdo was also a survival technique that Oh Dae-an passed on to his son.

    If you get caught by the enemy, keep talking to them somehow.

    It kills people it doesn’t know without thinking, but if it knows its face and name, it will probably be reluctant.

    And act friendly.

    Instead of showing resentment, talk like a bad person.

    Human nature is to be more tolerant of people you know, so it is never easy to harm someone you are talking to.

    Of course, I told you not to show resentment, but I didn’t tell you to give up your resentment.

    So, Wu Sanqiu was just suppressing his resentment inside.

    Damn bitch. We’ll see.

    Even if I have to wander for the rest of my life, I will definitely pay for this shame.

    He said he would grab all of your family, relatives, and friends, scoop them up one by one and stuff them into your mouth right in front of your eyes.

    This could be said to be the way Sadoin avenges his revenge.

    Anyway, he can’t talk any more because he has a gag in his mouth, and Osanchu imagines the moment of revenge that will come in the distant future.

    How will your bitch cry? Instead of killing her, cut off her limbs and keep her alive for a long time, making her regret being born in shame and pain.

    The thought of revenge was sweet.

    At least that was the case until Cheong thrust the torch into the hem of his third brother’s blanket without any hesitation.

    “Ugh!”

    The blanket is soft.

    If you are wrapped up with broken arms and legs, no matter how hard you try to shake it inside, the only thing it can do is to wriggle.

    And again, the blanket burns very well.

    The fire spreads in an instant and engulfs the human, caterpillar, human, blanket, and horse in an instant.

    “Ugh! Eup!” “Eup!” “Eup! Eup!”

    why!? Wasn’t it meant to save him?

    Crazy bitch! How can you put on a human mask and try to burn someone alive!

    Urgent voices with roughly this meaning come out as breathy sounds suppressed by the gag.

    “Now, let’s go!”

    Cheong pushes his burning third brother with his foot.

    Of course, with his legs three times stronger than his arms, the third one leaps up and attacks his sworn brothers.

    Osanchu, who was at the very end, desperately rolls away.

    But soon chin.

    I thought the soft blanket would lift my body, but the world turned around and quickly got closer to my brothers who were on fire.

    Six flaming human horses.

    Cheong quietly watched the scene.

    Suddenly, the sound of chiiik fire dying.

    This is because one of the guys who was rolling around came into contact with a puddle of blood flowing from a pile of villagers’ corpses.

    Then they all looked urgent and rolled towards the pile of corpses.

    Even if I was wrapped in a blanket, I would have been in great pain if my already broken limbs were crushed, but I was still determined to survive.

    Trying to live like that means getting stuck in a pile of corpses that I slaughtered.

    Cheong watched for a while, wondering if someone would come out to put out the fire, but the blood had pooled on the dirt floor, so how much would it have accumulated?

    When suffering from full-body burns, patients are said to lie prone on their knees and arms on the hospital bed.

    This is because it is very painful for the affected area to touch anything, so it is said that this is because the patient adopts a posture that touches as little area as possible.

    Isn’t this an appropriate punishment for those who massacred villagers who were just trying to find out the geography of the mountain?

    By the way, should you have removed the gag?

    I rolled it up with a blanket and all it did was roll over when it started to light up, but I couldn’t even scream so I wasn’t in a good mood.

    ah. I want to hear you scream.

    However, if there is too much noise, Master may come out. Jang Myeong may appear.

    It’s not a scene for the elderly (not) or children (not) to see.

    Cheong watches the burning human blanket roll with a satisfied expression.

    In your hometown, they call it a bullmeong?

    As expected, looking at the fire makes me feel at ease and my worries feel like trivial things.

    Yes, I am not an agent of heaven, an apostle of justice, or a judge of evil deeds, nor am I the one to kill all the wicked in the world.

    All I have to do is burn each and every dirty thing I see, even the evil people I get my hands on.

    Then, suddenly, Cheong’s expression becomes blank as he hears a roaring sound coming from his stomach.

    The eyes are squinted, the eyebrows are bent into the shape of an eight, and the mouth is open blankly, thinking, ‘Ah. I’m hungry.’ do.

    If someone sees it, they may feel a strange urge to observe it from afar.

    —-

    The man’s sword continues to split the space.

    It is a powerful heavy sword with powerful force that makes each and every sharp sword strike weighty.

    Then, suddenly, the man’s left hand extends out.

    It was an excellent technique to fill in the gaps in the sword, but the man just stopped in the same position with his hands outstretched, shaking his eyebrows and making a pained expression.

    I have decided to achieve great success with my sword!

    How can you pursue a small gain right in front of you and reach out with something dishonest and cowardly instead of a sword?

    For reference, what the man is stretching out is his left arm.

    Namgung Shin-jae, the man who instantly turned his left arm into something unclean and a coward, was in pain.

    A true swordsman only speaks with a sword!

    But is it really necessary to push for something that everyone in the world says is not right?

    Or is it because I am not a genius or a swordsman that I cannot present this truth to the world?

    Suddenly, a vision of Geomwoo comes to mind.

    While eating with a knife, Geomwoo points at him in a thoughtless manner as always.

    Geomwoo’s voice is played as an auditory hallucination.

    -Is there such a thing as climax? Well, since it’s embarrassing, why don’t you go out and swing the sword? Watching the climax of the sword makes me lose my appetite.

    “Qu.”

    It’s disgusting! It’s so obnoxious that I want to squeeze it!

    But isn’t it a long way from reaching the level of Namgung prodigy?

    The illusions and auditory hallucinations continue.

    The translucent Geomwoo speaks while holding a dagger with an extremely despicable expression.

    -Namgoong Shinjae, you are better suited as a swordsman than a swordsman.

    Then, with a mean and disgusting expression, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blade of the dagger, and gurgled blood while saying, “Ah, I’m so sick of it.”

    “Hmm. It looks good.”

    He nods, saying he likes Namgoong Shinjae.

    If other people had seen it, they would have gossiped that the eldest son of the Nangong family had truly become possessed by the mind and was now seeing and hearing empty things and even muttering to himself.

    I would say it’s a good thing that the training center is closed.

    Then, suddenly, hmm?

    Namgung Shinjae’s eyes widen and grow bigger.

    Now that I think about it, wasn’t he a swordsman who practiced a strange practice where he used a sword instead of his hand?

    A sword instead of a hand. Using a knife instead of your hands?

    Then, suddenly, a bolt of lightning strikes.

    Yes!

    If you only pursue swordsmanship, wouldn’t it be okay to use a sword while holding a sword in your left hand?

    This is it! Two swords, two swords!

    Ssanggeom is a technique where two swords are handled as one and combined into a single martial art, so it is called Ssanggeomsul.

    But what if you hold the sword to the left and right and perform different sword techniques?

    Swordsmanship is unconditionally correct and good.

    And what if you add good to good?

    Very good thing!

    Why didn’t I realize this simple principle sooner?

    I swore to become a true swordsman, different from others, with only one sword, but I too ended up being caught up in the world’s perception.

    The reason why two weapons are not generally used is because the two inevitably become entangled.

    Usually, the left hand (or right hand, depending on the person) is left empty and the weapons are supported with recommendations, Jibeop, Geumnasubeop, etc.

    Martial arts such as dual sword techniques, double sword techniques, or left and right sword techniques are martial arts created from the start based on the premise of holding two weapons.

    However, unless you have dual-wielding martial arts, holding the same weapon in each hand and using different types of martial arts is considered extremely foolish in martial arts.

    Because martial arts is a manifestation of imagery.

    You cannot swing a quick sword with your right hand and a magic sword with your left hand.

    Because the human mind cannot follow.

    It will be easier to understand if you draw a square with your right hand and a triangle with your left hand.

    But someone can do it!

    It’s not that it doesn’t exist, it’s that it’s difficult.

    If there is even one person who can do it, it is not impossible, it is just difficult.

    Namgung Shinjae extends his trembling left hand.

    Finally, an ebony wooden sword was held in the left hand.

    It seems as if it is being held in your hand and showing affection, as if asking why you are holding it now.

    At that moment, all of the sword experience Namgung Shinjae had accumulated exploded at once.

    It was a true embodiment of the swordsmanship that I had known with my head and practiced with my body.

    Awesome review!

    The sword of the Namgung family is the sword of the emperor.

    But is Namgung’s sword the only one?

    There was also a free sword that stretched out infinitely and roamed the endless sky.

    Changgung Muae.

    Yes.

    In the first place, Namgung’s sword was not one, so the reason Namgung had two arms was to hold the Emperor and Changgung in different hands!

    Suddenly, a huge barrier unfolds before Namgung Shin-jae’s eyes.

    However, Namgung Shinjae’s body was already floating.

    To that wide expanse.

    However, there was a hand, or rather a sword, that held back Namgung Shinjae as he soared.

    -You should not float lightly.

    The emperor is the one who protects his position, the one who is as tall as Taishan and blocks the sky, and the one who looks up and becomes the sky.

    A heavy being that must always remain in its place.

    How frivolously do you fly into the sky!

    Namgung Shinjae lamented.

    How can it be that one family’s swordsmanship is so different and has completely opposite views?

    Elders in my direct lineage say that only by enjoying and feeling freedom with the Changgung Muai sword can I fully feel the weight of the king at the moment of praise when the time comes and I reach the level.

    However, Namgung Shinjae’s expression is firm.

    No, Changgungmuae is also my precious sword brother.

    Then I will become a free king!

    -It is impossible!

    “Who dares say the impossible!”

    -You will walk a more difficult path than anyone else!

    “Difficulties are already like life to me! If I had chosen the easy path, I would have broken my vow to live as my swordsman long ago!”

    Namgung Shinjae shakes his foot.

    And soars.

    Infinite sky in all directions without any obstructions.

    Suddenly, Namgung Shinjae realized that he had climbed over the wall and had flown past it.

    It’s a very messy realization, though.

    Originally, the enlightenment of an unmanned person is a very personal thing.

    Light blue and light blue starlight shine on the wooden swords in the right and left hands, respectively.

    This is strength. Is this the power of transcendence?

    Namgung Shinjae opens the door to the training center wide.

    Now it was time to declare to the world that the successor of the Namgung family had reached the pinnacle of excellence. only.

    Somehow, the only one who welcomes it is the Commander-in-Chief.

    “Congratulations to the Grand Duke, Sojiazhu. However, the head of the family and the matriarch headed to Sacheon.”

    “Hmm? Why?”

    “He just said that the two of them were going to have fun. Leave all the work to me. You are truly amazing.”

    “Hmm. If you do it wrong, you could end up with a younger brother who is like your child. By the way, the Changgungdan training hall was empty? What’s going on?”

    “There was a strange rumor that Shin Gabibo had appeared in Shandong, so we set off there.”

    “New price discount? Isn’t there only one thing that can be considered a treasure of the family with the Shin surname?”

    “So, wouldn’t the Changgungdan have stepped forward? We can’t just sit back and wait to hear whether it’s real or fake.”

    “Hmm. That’s right.”

    Namgoong Shinjae touches his chin.

    His parents are not there to report his accomplishments, and the Changgungdan warriors he wants to spar with are also absent.

    Then I guess I’ll just have to do some more closing training.

    It was then.

    The general looks at Namgung Shinjae and smiles sinisterly.

    “Ah. Now that Lord Soga has become a grand duke, from now on, you should take charge of the duties of the head of the family in earnest.”

    “Hmm? Suddenly?”

    “The head of the family stopped me, saying that now was the time to reach the peak. Now that you have reached a certain level, shouldn’t you start preparing in earnest to lead your family?”

    “Hmm. Um.”

    Namgung Shinjae nodded with a serious expression and thought.

    In this way, I ended up only doing work in place of my father, who went out to play and play.

    hmm. I guess I should think about running away from home first.

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