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The lord of Podalap Palace. Lanosara recalled a childhood memory.

For Ranosara, who is now at an age where the term middle-aged is no longer awkward, the memory of that time was truly just a moment, but it was a beautiful and shining memory that can never be forgotten.

And now.

The protagonist of those memories visited Podalap Palace.

Sarah looked closely at Hocheonan. The long white beard extending beneath the black lips and the prayer that could only be described as absolute surrounding Hocheonan were different from Sarah’s memories, but the black lips on top of the head were the same as those memories.

“Welcome. Hocheonan magician.”

“….A magician.”

A wry smile appeared on Ho Cheon-an’s face. That title, which brought back memories of Lhasa, made my heart sink and at the same time felt like it was stabbing me.

Sara made a sad expression as she looked at Ho Cheon-an’s face, which was full of deep emotions that could not be expressed in a single word.

The fight between Noegeomnangin and Jeongcheol was a famous incident that people could know about even in the central and distant regions.

Sarah remembered the face of the black cat she had hugged and played with without paying attention to the white hair that had turned pure white because of her, but for a moment she buried that memory in a corner of her heart.

Because she wasn’t a child anymore.

I experienced numerous breakups and grew as much as the number of breakups I experienced and the years I lived.

That’s why Sarah skillfully brought up another topic.

A small child who hides behind Hocheonan and hides his face.

Ho Cheon-an opened his mouth while stroking Navin’s head under Ranosara’s gaze.

“This child is called Naveen.”

“Ah, hello…I’m Navin.”

Sarah, who was looking at the hesitant Navin with a cute smile, had a strange look in her eyes. This energy…?

“Perhaps…this child.”

Ho Cheon-an nodded.

“Have you noticed it already? exactly. This child also suffers from arrhythmia.”

Is that so? Sarah somehow seemed to know the purpose of Ho Cheon-an’s visit.

“I think there is a lot of expertise in medicine, but I think general medicine is different from medicine practiced on children. That’s why I’d like to ask for some knowledge or advice.”

“Then you’ve come to the right place. The information on arthrosis is for those who suffer from arthrosis. We will provide as much as possible.”

“Thank you for your consideration.”

That’s how Hocheonan and Navin’s life at Podalap Palace began.

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“Yay!”

Shoo!

A sharp and unpleasant sound of shock rang out. It was Navin’s voice and the sound made by the wooden sword as he began training in the Six-Handed Sword Technique.

He has already come all the way to the chief here, appeasing Navin that he wants to learn martial arts.

However, even after arriving at the chief’s destination, Hocheonando did not have the courage to ask him to continue waiting, so he began teaching him swordsmanship.

It was a very sloppy swing without the slightest foundation, but Hocheonan watched Navin’s swordsmanship without criticizing it.

Normally, when laying the foundation, the rule is to not tolerate even the slightest disruption and to stubbornly pound martial arts into one’s body, but Ho Cheon-an thought differently.

There are no shortcuts in martial arts.

This was applied from the beginning of martial arts.

Although indoctrination education may become stronger at a faster rate, martial arts skills built up without consideration will have to be overcome even more arduously later when the time comes to understand the principles of martial arts.

For those who don’t know whether or not they can reach the peak, quick and effective cramming education is the answer, but for Navin, who needs to understand the logic and control his own energy, building it up slowly and step by step was the answer.

Ho Cheon-an was lost in thought as he watched Navin swinging his sturdy wooden sword vigorously.

Ho Cheon-an remembers Sara’s treatment records that Sara had revealed to him.

‘Well, I didn’t think I would catch it right away when I saw it, but…’

Sarah’s treatment records boasted an overwhelming amount of information that embarrassed Ho Cheon-an, who had made up his mind to some extent.

It didn’t take a day or two to understand all the records, extract the information, and process it appropriately for Naveen.

‘I guess I’ll have to take care of Podalap Palace for a while.’

“Nabin-!”

Did they say that even tigers will come if you tell them to?

Two women approached. It was Lanosara, the current palace owner, and Ranoramo, Sarah’s daughter. Ramo, who had a contract this year, ran over and hugged Naveen.

“How was your day? Even when she closed her eyes, it was difficult because our pretty Navin was growing up~”

Navin just smiled awkwardly at Ramo’s words. We’ve only seen each other for a day at most, so is there any need to make such a fuss?

In particular, saying she was pretty was extremely awkward.

Ho Cheon-an laughed as he looked at Navin’s face, which was full of trouble.

To Navin, who was unaware of how much she had changed since she left on her trip, being told she was pretty seemed completely unfamiliar.

“Daehyeop. Did you have a good night last night?”

“Welcome. Palace owner.”

“Have you achieved any results?”

“I guess I’ll have to look into it for a while.”

“You can stay as long as you want.”

Sara said that and looked at Seogong and Miho, who were circling around Ramo, who was almost one with Navin.

“But I’m a little worried about the spirits. It must be a narrow space for spirits.”

“To be honest, this is my first time living so close to humans…I will be very careful to avoid any accidents.”

“Yes. I will inform the monks in the palace so that they do not provoke the spirits.”

The two agreed on various issues for living at Podalap Palace. It was mainly about spiritual objects rather than the two’s living things.

Ho Cheon-an looked at the spirits and felt a little worried. I had never been this close to a human before, so I had no idea how the spirits would react.

‘If it doesn’t work out, I might have to leave Podalap Palace and settle down on the outskirts of Lhasa and commute to work.’

In the worst case, it was a good plan that took into account the number of such cases.

The life of the spirits in Podalap Palace began to flow in a different direction from Hocheonan’s concerns.

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Nurbuchi enjoyed a cup of tea and coolly stretched out his feet in his office.

“Hi~ Long live the magician.”

Nurbuchi expressed his gratitude to Hocheonan.

I don’t know about Ho Cheon-an, but after Ho Cheon-an entered the Podalap Palace, managing the security of Lhasa became incredibly easier.

The nomads who roam the plateau are as old as time. It was not usual to coordinate disputes and maintain security among such nomads.

However, the nomads, who were so strong against humans, were very afraid of gods with great power.

In fact, this was a natural thing.

The howling sound of the wind clawing at the world in a black night where nothing can be seen, in a field where nothing can depend on anything except the tent. Unidentified light. A shadow whose size cannot be estimated. And when you encounter eyes that can feel wildness and murderous intent, you cannot help but have a fundamental fear of something unknown in your heart.

To such nomads, the gigantic spiritual creatures that surrounded the outskirts of Lhasa and entered the Podalap Palace were truly the manifestation of powerful and powerful gods.

The nomads who witnessed such powerful gods entering Podalap Palace in an orderly line came to believe that gods followed the monks of Podalap Palace.

I wondered what it would be like for the monks of Podalapgung, a group of ascetics who practice according to the Dharma, but at the same time, for Nurbuchi and the monks who had to manage the nomads, controlling the nomads became easy overnight.

Is it just that?

Upon hearing the news that the Venerable Thunderbolt had joined Podalap Palace, the nearby bandits also began to panic, so the workload was doubly reduced.

Thanks to this, I was able to enjoy some free time.

“It’s almost time.”

Nurbuchi stood up.

Podalap Palace here is a sacred place for historical ascetics. At this point, the ascetic sects have been unified to some extent under the influence of Buddhism, but at the time when Podalap Palace began to be built, there was literally no separate pantheon.

Such traces still remain in Podalap Palace.

One of them was a stone pagoda reminiscent of a large stilt, and it is not even clear what sect it belonged to.

Many monks had already gathered there.

“You came today too. Mr. Lano Jinbu.”

“Macunga, you too.”

Ranojingbu, who was chatting with the gathered monks, looked up at the sky when a large shadow covered the sky.

Shhh.

The identity of the shadow was Cheon-eung, swimming leisurely in the sky. After circling the sky around the stone pagoda, Cheon-eung spread his wings and landed on the perch.

“Kya.”

Lanojingbu burst out in exclamation when he saw that. It was a creature that touched a man’s heart every time he saw it, and had an appearance that made people say he was the king of the sky.

Two beaky eyes and a stylishly curved beak filled with bravery and calmness. It even has a sturdy body that is completely different from other birds that are just slender.

The monks who gathered at the stone pagoda, not the perch, were all there to admire the appearance of such grace.

Cheon-eung, who was now accustomed to people gathering around the perch, enjoyed resting as usual, sitting on a suitable perch and picking at feathers with his beak.

Cheon-eung detected the missing feather with his beak and took it out and put it in his mouth.

The gazes of the monks gathered at that moment.

These monks are so enamored with Cheoneung that they deliberately take the time to come and see Cheoneung. Naturally, Cheon-eung’s feather was a coveted souvenir.

And Cheon-eung looked at those people.

Cheon-eung, who flew over Podalap Palace for a long time and observed the lives of the humans living there, knew that his feathers were valuable to the humans gathered at this perch.

Although I didn’t understand why humans who didn’t even build a nest would need the feathers of a large bird.

Anyway, Cheon-eung looked at the humans with a feather in his mouth. Cheon-eung, who is not forcibly controlled by blood relations, but is traveling along Hocheon-an, who gives off a feeling of kinship, explores humans on his own and is able to distinguish between them to a large extent.

Chen Ning’s gaze stopped at Lano Jingbu. An old human seen quite often.

Are they coming here to save feathers?

Cheon-eung, who thought that even though he was old, he hunted diligently (?), dropped his feather in front of Rano Jin-bu.

“Oh….!”

Ranojingbu was thrilled by the feather in front of him. A spirit gave me a feather directly! A feeling similar to that felt when a wild cat that had been constantly fed food rubbed the top of its head enveloped Rano Jinbu’s entire body.

“Thank you…! Yes!”

Live hard, old man.

With that in mind, Cheon-eung took off after resting and flew up.

The gazes of the monks, who would never have been envious if they had known the thoughts of Rano Jingbu and Cheon Eung, who had no way of knowing whether they had obtained the feather through sympathy votes, were thinking. And Cheon-eung has no way of knowing that Rano Jin-bu visited the stone pagoda to enjoy some leisure time.

This happened in a stone pagoda where positive results were coming out even though the parties did not understand each other.