Web novel written by God - Chapter 102



Let’s calculate the age properly.

Dimensional collision happened in the early 40’s, and more than 80 years have passed since then.

Assuming Akju was 10 years old at the time of the dimension collision, he is now 90 years old. ninety.

His grandfather, Ma Cheon-hae, can add 60 to 100 to it. So, Macheonhae’s age ranges from the minimum of 150 to the maximum of 190.

Right?

But the writer didn’t even listen to me.

[The writer is thrilled.

“It’s exciting. ㅠ_ㅠ” ]

why not

A ten-year-old boy became an old man of ninety and met his grandfather whom he thought was dead.

The author was completely immersed in the scene.

Two old men hugging each other and silently shedding tears. I slipped away so as not to get in the way.

“my baby. my baby. Yes, grandfather.”

Macheonhae brushed Akju’s back. The image of a young boy came to mind from Akju, who was trembling while receiving it silently.

Summarizing what has been said so far, this is the case.

At a young age, Ma Jung-ak not only went through the great confusion of a dimension collision, but also lost all of his blood and relatives in the war at the time. I had to fill the empty seat.

It must have been too heavy a burden for a young boy who was not prepared for anything. It must have been a very harsh and severe ordeal.

He would have had to give up and sacrifice a lot in order to protect the two letters of sword and evil.

Macheonhae was talking about that.

“I never dreamed that I would ever see my baby again. I thought you were dead. I thought the text would have been erased.”

Ma Cheonhae swept Akju’s back and swept it again.

Akju’s body trembled more each time his hand flowed.

He looked as if he would burst into tears as if the floodgates of a dam would be opened if he was poked lightly.

“But my baby is alive. The text remains. How many years have passed How bad must my child’s suffering be… … .”

Those words must have been the trigger.

Leaving behind the bursting cries, he brought Soakju outside.

It was Soakju, who was set up as a cold-hearted character.

However, at the sight of her father’s agony, tears welled up in her eyes earlier and even now.

Even though a group of ladies-in-waiting gathered behind her and whispered behind her, she didn’t even look at them.

So it seemed that it was my job to kick out the ladies-in-waiting.

“What sight did you see?”

Minjun went one beat faster.

He drove the ladies-in-waiting away like a local bully and winked at me.

Soon the hallway was empty. The cries that came from inside had ceased.

I caught the soakju who was trying to go back in there and stopped me.

“Let’s not disturb. It’s about eighty years. How many things to share.”

The Soakju stared blankly at me. There were still tears in her eyes.

My heart trembled momentarily at that vague figure with slightly reddened eyes, but I dismissed it as a natural reaction, like when I encounter a ghost of destruction.

It’s because only 30 episodes have passed before I can truly accept this trembling.

There is still a long way to go before being caught by one woman.

[The writer is satisfied.

“Gorum Gorum. How many girls do you want to meet in the future? Even if humans are pretty, will they be only elves? There is a difference between species. You can look forward to it!” ]

the sorcerer said.

“What is it?”

“what.”

“What is my intention to hear and hear us? I said from the beginning… … .”

“Kill me, save me. Are you doing all that sh*t? And since I brought Noh Seon-bae, the Yeong-marriage Nak-yeol sword, it ended like this, if not? I must have been trying to make it like a nobleman. It’s very obvious.”

When the chief was mentioned, Soakju’s eyes widened slightly. Then I couldn’t deny it, and I was speechless.

In any case, it seems that the work that the author created with sincerity has a magical power that makes even my strong will falter.

disheveled hair. widened eyes. And the red lips that made me curious about the texture kept me conscious.

Around the time when there was an awkward atmosphere between the two of us. I consciously spoke out.

“I bet you never met your great-grandfather.”

If you think about it, Soak-ju is a terrifying late-born child born at the age of seventy.

“I have heard a lot.”

“The Yeonhon Nak-Yeol Sword is a person who is at the height of success. I heard that he thought it would solve all the long-cherished wishes of the sword. It would be good to make a list at least.”

Maybe this is a real gnome character?

A flower that erects ice thorns to protect its unparalleled beauty. When the ice thorn melts, its true form is revealed.

I thought that from the appearance of Soakju, who was so intimidated that he couldn’t answer properly.

“Enemies, there won’t be many. We must restore the old reputation of the Dark Sword Emperor.”

Finally, Soakju’s eyes regained the sharp light of the day they first met.

“But no matter what you plan, the school’s name should not be mentioned.”

Soakju is a clever woman.

You probably know what I’m talking about.

No, if I hadn’t said anything, the Soakju side would have asked me to do so first.

* * *

Akju and Macheonhae still do not come out of the room. It was a time when Soakju was also standing in front of the door and drawing the killing part in his head.

At that time, I was dealing with Oh Bong-ju and Baek Pyo-il at the end of the corridor.

The fewer people who know the truth, the better.

However, Baek Pyo-il’s character setting has a name tag called ＜God’s Faith＞. It must have been put together by the author at some point.

faith and loyalty.

So that much is an exception.

Oh Bong-ju kept thinking about what happened at Honwon-Palwoljin.

He said again with an embarrassed expression on his face.

“You may not believe it, but it is true. At first, he hung out with the other Bongju, but when the time came, he tried to open a path for his juniors. But I never thought I would fall into a trance like that. I have nothing to say even with two mouths.”

“So it’s the Honyuan August Moon Jin. I gained a lot thanks to you. The juniors don’t care at all, so you can stop blaming yourself.”

“Because I have no shame… … .”

“It’s really fine.”

I said in a firm tone. Otherwise, the same words were repeated over and over again.

[The writer sighs.

“It’s because you’re not polite. Now, everyone is Yi Hwan’s subordinate. Tell me how many times readers hate it.” ]

Say that there is nothing more fun than breathing hard.

[The writer thinks.

“Breathing? Didn’t you give up on that?” ]

yes. Until Cheonmakyo comes out into the world, this concept must be maintained.

Only then, when another swordsman’s disciple appears or when a character and an incident related to swordsmanship are intertwined, they burst into fun with powerful clichés.

[The writer thinks.

“Isn’t your face too well-known for that? It’s the media world, here.” ]

That’s right. The writer accurately pointed out my complaint.

Deciding to fix it later, he looked at Oh Bong-ju.

It seemed to him that I was reminiscing about what happened at the Hunyuan August Quarter, so I said this.

“Since I paid back the silver ball with my enemies, what should I do?”

“You really want to stop. I, don’t you think you’re okay? If you keep doing that, I will be angry.”

Oh Bong-ju expressed his miserable feelings by closing his eyes tightly.

After that, it seemed that he was reluctant to move on.

He said.

“The ladies-in-waiting were surprised and reported that the Most High was weeping.”

He stared at the closed door and then shifted his gaze to Soakju.

At that time, Soakju, sensing Oh Bongju’s gaze, approached. She looked around the hallway and made sure that no one was listening.

“Only Bongju knows. Your great-grandfather is back.”

I also made sure to put it there.

“Long marriage… … Falling Sword?”

As if his breath had stopped for a moment, Oh Bong-ju’s eyes were filled with shock.

His widened eyes moved slowly toward the closed door without blinking. Soakju lowered his voice and warned Oh Bong-ju.

“Remember. either inside or outside. It should not be known anywhere.”

Soakju seemed to have a plan.

She couldn’t look that pretty. Originally, she was an unparalleled beauty, but now she was giving strength to my vigorous progress.

i like these characters

“If I hear something from the outside, I will understand that Bong-ju spoke out. Do you understand?”

Soakju threatened Oh Bongju with cold eyes. Oh Bong-ju calmed down and answered.

“Are you saying no, soju?”

At that moment, what I saw in Oh Bong-ju’s eyes was hope.

Even before he disappeared, he was known as the absolute master of the Hyungyeong.

Now that he’s back, there’s only one thing left for the sword to regain its former glory.

Oh Bong-ju turned his back without saying anything more.

When he left and it was just the two of them again, Soakju cautiously asked.

“Now, is the text the breakwater of Cheonmakyo?”

From the point of view of sword evil, I would like it to be maintained that way. They would like to be promised independent management as they have been until now.

In the comments on the last episode, there were readers who were curious about this.

[The writer is paying attention.

“I’m curious too.” ]

After thinking a little, he smiled at her.

I wanted to take revenge for making people tremble just by looking at each other.

“It’s up to you guys.”

Will Soakju be able to read my thoughts? I decided to treat the sword like this.

If Geomak grows bigger than it is now and regains the former reputation of the Black Sword Emperor, it will be left as a breakwater, and if not, it will be transferred to the main school’s Suradae.

[The writer is puzzled.

“Isn’t that the other way around?” ]

Knowing one and not knowing the other.

If Geomak, who became the Black Swordsman, remains as one of the main school’s breakwaters.

Cheonma-gyo is the lord above the lord. That is, it becomes a situation.

[The writer is delighted.

“You too!” ]

yes. I know. I am a man who knows how to look cool.

* * *

If I had to describe this sword episode in one word, it would be a mess. However, all the problems encountered along the way turned into blessings.

The curtain of the finale was completed more in style.

It’s sad to miss sundae soup on a day like this.

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Isn’t it Sundaegukbap made by the chef of Taecheongak, who has a reputation as the best chef in the world?

[The writer thinks.

“The best chef in the world. Let’s not stick to the settings arbitrarily? The best chef in the world, let’s use such good ingredients next time.” ]

Unfortunately. Then let’s say Lee In-ja is challenging the world.

[The writer thinks.

“okay! (frown)” ]

“… … Isn’t this the end?”

While waiting for the soup to be served, Minjun asked.

“of course. Do you have leftover sundae soup? That’s the steam of the steam.”

I am already drooling.

“Again again. You’re not really tired. And that’s not what you meant?”

I smiled.

“why. Did you think we were going to have a grand coronation ceremony?”

“of course. I thought you would receive at least an oath of allegiance from all of the dark bastards.”

“Are you crazy? Are you planning to spread the word about us in the neighborhood? keep in mind If my true identity is exposed, the rest of your life will suffer. Know the weight of the title of disciple of the Heavenly Demon.”

The guy made a fuss about it.

“Did these people even manage their lives? I have no intention of ending it.”

It was about Akju and Macheonhae. But what needs to be pointed out.

If you are my disciple, you should always be aware of the issue.

“The moment the Heavenly Demon is mentioned, the entire world, whether it be Moorim or Chilseong Tower, will rush at you like a swarm of bees. There won’t be such a fuss when you’re so frantic that you stir-fry and stir-fry. Of course, the sword will be your shield. However, even so, it is still only one of the twenty factions. If they go all-out, they won’t last long.”

Only when everything is prepared can the Heavenly Demonic Church be raised.

As I calmly explained it, the guy’s face also became serious.

I finished it and checked my watch.

“It is time to come out. Call the soakjuna. He is a real person who knows the true taste of Sundaegukbap. Unlike you guys.”

“Is your wife?”

The guy told me a joke. I responded in the same way.

“okay. men and horses. The fourth and fifth wife.”