Absolute Regression

Please allow Episode 205.

Gowol was working in his room.

This time, I was preparing a budget for how and where I would spend the funds I had acquired in relation to fresh vegetables. Calculate, organize, and make plans. There was no end to the work.

At that time, someone came in urgently to help make this difficult, repetitive experience less difficult.

“I’m going back to the Gongja Lee and the Demonic Cult.”

At the words of the Pungcheon religious leader, the brush in Gowol’s hand stopped for a moment and then started moving again.

“when?”

“It looks like you want to go right now.”

Looking at Gowol, who was still working, the leader of Pungcheon asked.

“Aren’t you upset that I’m going to become a scientist?”

“It’s a shame. “He’s a busy person, so I have to go when the time comes.”

“I will go with you too.”

Gowol was still engrossed in work.

“I’m really going! “It’s no joke!”

“If you go, I will go back with you.”

It was just that he was grumpy because he was busy working, but Gowol’s reaction was unexpected. They really wanted to go back together.

“really?”

“okay. If the religious leader goes, I will go too. “I won’t do it alone.”

A smile appeared on the face of the leader of the Pungcheon Church.

“Even if it’s just empty words, it feels good. Where do we go when we’re done? “I have to finish my work.”

“Let’s go.”

“are you okay. “I have already been there.”

It was the leader of the Pungcheon Church who flew all the way to the Heavenly Demon Church with a single word from Gowol.

“And if I go back now, I’ll be crazy.”

“why?”

“Lee Gongja is going to kill Sado-maeng Lee In-in.”

Gowol was startled. It was the most surprising news among all the news that the leader of the Pungcheon Church delivered when he entered the room.

“Yayulhan?”

“Yeah, that guy!”

The leader of Pungcheon knew about Yayulhan. I’ve met you in the past.

“No matter how skilled he is, it won’t be easy for him.”

I had never met Gowol in person. However, based on rumors alone, I knew that this was not a formidable opponent. But that wasn’t the problem.

“The religious leader will never allow it anyway.”

The leader of Pungcheon recalled what Geommugeuk had said earlier. About his magic. About his attitude towards evil.

“If Lee Gongja becomes the Heavenly Demon… it will really change a lot.”

Gowol stopped brushing for a moment and said.

“Hasn’t a lot already changed?”

And they stood at the center of that change.

Then the sword dance came in.

“I think we’ve already spread the news that our leader is leaving. “I think we should leave this way.”

“Please proceed carefully.”

“I’m leaving you behind to suffer again.”

“There is not much left to do now. “I will finish it well and go back.”

“What about the funds?”

“I think we can finish it off with the money raised from fresh bonds.”

“Good. “Let’s keep in touch through all directions.”

“yes. Please take care, Confucius. Oh, and you can use the completed regional information network at any time.”

Just hearing about the sword dance was reassuring. If Tongcheongak and Gowol’s information networks are combined, the person in the martial arts world who gets the most information the fastest will be Geommugeuk himself.

“Have you thought of a name for this intelligence organization?”

“Confucius, please decide.”

“I would like to name it Eunwol after you. What do you think?”

Gowol’s eyes wavered. I was grateful for the consideration of the sword dance drama that included my name in it.

“I really like it. Thank you for caring me.”

“I should be the one to thank you. “I’m sorry for entrusting you with such a difficult task from the beginning.”

“I am rather grateful to you for entrusting me with such an important responsibility from the beginning.”

While Geomgeuk and Gowol were saying goodbye, the leader of Pungcheon Church and Gwonma also shared a brief farewell.

The head of Pungcheon first greeted Gwon Ma.

“It was nice to meet you this time.”

“I had no idea that the leader was so devoted to my disciple. Thank you.”

In fact, the leader of the Pungcheon Church had no close friends among the Magons. At least Mabul and I were close friends, but things have already gone wrong.

Although I had a chance to become friends with Gwonma this time, I couldn’t have a deep conversation because I thought he was inside and outside.

“Let’s have a drink next time we get a chance.”

It was the sincerity of the Pungcheon religious leader.

“Hey, Mr. Lee. “Be sure to get permission from me.”

This too was sincere.

* * *

He ran lightly with his horse in hand.

On the way back, I enjoyed it slowly and joked around, but on the way back, I ran at a truly terrifying speed.

We ran without stopping until it got dark. The distance that would have taken several days was covered in half a day.

“Let’s camp here today. Please sit down for a moment.”

I organized my surroundings with skill. First, we made a place for the horse to sit down by spreading leaves so that it could rest comfortably.

I was thankful for him. I really never imagined that he would allow this. Considering his relationship with his father, he was the one Mazon would have objected to the most, but he gave priority to his relationship with me.

While Gwonma closed his eyes and enjoyed his fortune-telling breakfast, I lit a bonfire in front of him.

Game was caught and cooked. Before leaving, I stopped by the guesthouse and bought the seasonings needed for a few dishes, so I was able to serve some pretty delicious dishes.

“Did you bring seasoning too?”

“sure. This is most important when traveling long distances. “How does it taste?”

“It’s delicious.”

“Do you know whose secret recipe for this seasoning is?”

“It tastes just like the leader used to make.”

I was surprised by those words.

“Have you tried your father’s cooking?”

“I’ve had it a couple of times before. There was a time when I traveled around a lot with the religious leader. “We fought a lot back then.”

For a moment, I imagined my father and the horse.

Two men, Cheonma and Gwonma.

It reminds me of my father when he was young. A young horseman can also be seen next to him. The boy who was fighting in the fighting arena became the Champion, and the young man who chose the boy became the Cheonma.

I thought about the two blunt, masculine, and most aggressive men in the martial arts world traversing Gangho. They wouldn’t have been afraid of anyone or intimidated by anyone.

Just as I fought the enemy back to back with Extreme Soma, the two of you probably fought while relying on each other.

And at night, they would light a bonfire like this and eat alcohol and meat. He probably said very little.

Maybe Gwonma is reminiscing about his younger days while camping with me now.

“We also have alcohol here.”

I took out the alcohol I had brought and poured it out.

Drinking a glass of alcohol by the bonfire with a horse was exhilarating.

“When traveling, returning is more important.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Do you know when the journey will finally be completed? As I opened my room and entered, I thought, ‘Ah! ‘It’s finally back!’ It’s time to throw yourself on the bed. So we are now running towards the end. Rather, it is a more important time than the excitement of departure.”

The horse looked at me with strange eyes.

“How do you know so much?”

Because my past life was a series of long journeys. And I didn’t have my own room to return to.

My room at the time was in the yard of a ghost’s house. Looking at him with a surprised face after bringing Dafa materials, I thought, “Ah!” You did it! Because it was a very short relief.

“I really enjoyed this trip with Master.”

I am a good match for this honest and quiet person. Now I talk a lot and joke around and laugh and talk a lot. Originally, the person I was was very similar to that Gwonma.

“If you pass away, please reduce the time you spend participating in Tekken training.”

He specifically asked me if Gwonma had tried to do that as well.

“Should we just participate in one each day? Today is a hundred books, tomorrow is a blue book. like this.”

“no. Then shouldn’t Master see them every day? Instead, please visit all four places a day as usual, but only participate once every five days.”

“oil?”

“For the rest, do whatever Master wants you to do. “It’s entirely on Master’s time.”

“What about late-night training meetings?”

“Do whatever suits you. “If you want to come, come, and if you want to rest, rest.”

Gwonma nodded. This trip changed Gwonma’s life. I look forward to the results of that change.

When the sun came up, we ran and ran. When we ran like that and ran out of energy, we sat down together and had a fortune-telling breakfast to recover our energy.

So we ran without hesitation and returned to the school.

* * *

When I returned to the Heavenly Demon Church, my father was in the iron room.

Our school’s iron room is the largest in Moorim.

Inside the huge iron room, hundreds of shirtless men were melting molten iron and pounding iron.

The scorching heat, the smell of sweat, and the smell of metal.

Kaang! Kang! Cough!

I’ve always loved hearing this sound of metal hitting. The dangerous fierceness of swords clashing with swords was contained in that sound. So that sound always sounds hot.

The men who made eye contact with me bowed. I also gave them a quick hello and walked there.

I could see my father in the distance. Even in this place where so many people come and go, my father’s presence is evident. In a picture where everything appears black and white, only the father stands out like a red dot.

My father was standing with Kwak Bang-ju, the person in charge of the iron room here and also called Shinsoo. Kwak Bang-ju was showing his newly made sword to his father. When he created a new weapon, he always asked his father for his opinion before mass producing it.

The two people were looking at their swords very seriously and talking, so I waited for a while at a distance.

The person who is the best at using a sword in the world and the person who is the best at making a sword in the world are sharing opinions. Could there be a more touching scene in this iron room?

If this newly created sword is passed, it will be mass-produced and replace the swords of our school’s warriors. Swords are improved at Cheolbang, usually once every five years or once every ten years.

This improved sword is issued to all warriors at our school. Each person may use a different sword at their discretion, but most of our school’s warriors use swords made by our school’s Cheolbang. That’s how good the quality is.

At that time, my father looked back. I made eye contact with my father. Are you here? Yes, I went. It’s short and simple, but a very welcome greeting.

I greeted my father in a loud voice.

“How have you been? “I returned after finishing my term at Soja Jungwon.”

Then my father said to me.

“Am I mid-term? “I heard you went there to play pranks with a horseman?”

“I don’t know who is spreading such unpleasant rumors.”

Of course it is me. This is because when I leave Jungwon, I regularly share my news through Tongcheongak. If you cooperate well like this, you can actively receive help later when you need it.

Kwak Ark looked at us with a slightly surprised expression. It must have been surprising to see my father and I conversing so comfortably.

“Come here and see the new sword.”

I looked at the sword my father gave me. After examining the sword closely, he told me what he felt.

“It’s slightly lighter than the existing sword. “The length has become slightly longer.”

As soon as I realized it, a look of admiration flashed across Kwak’s eyes.

“It’s a subtle difference, but you recognize it.”

“Well, how much training did you do with the old man’s sword?”

“What does it look like?”

“I honestly don’t know because these days I only focus on punching rather than swordsmanship.”

I passed it on with a smile. To put it bluntly, I could suggest it, but is there any need for it when my father is there?

The father conveyed his thoughts to Kwak Bang-ju.

“I think it would be good to lighten it up just a little bit. “The length is just right now.”

“I understand, leader.”

My father thought the same as me. He even pointed out parts I hadn’t thought of.

“Please narrow the grain of the sword handle a little. “It seems more slippery than before.”

“I understand, leader.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“I will contact you again when it is completed.”

My father left the room, and I followed him out after saying hello to Kwak Bang-ju. The men standing in the path my father was passing all stopped moving and bowed. Their respect and fear for their father was like the burning fire they handled.

“When did you come?”

“I just arrived.”

“How about a boxing horse?”

“We’ll arrive in about half an hour.”

“Didn’t you come together?”

“You asked me to make a bet at the last minute.”

After a while, I spoke to my father.

“I became a disciple of that magician.”

My father’s steps stopped for a moment. I had told my father in advance and even received his permission, but for some reason, I was nervous.

How does your father feel?

Would you be offended? Or would you be calm? Or do you think it went well?

No matter how hard you try to see your father clearly, it is very difficult to understand his heart. This incident was clearly something that would mean something to my father, but my father never showed any emotions about it.

“What about martial arts?”

“I have been taught all six volumes of the Byeokryeok Sura.”

“It seems like he doesn’t know how foolish you are yet. “I should have passed the last two books on to you while watching you do them.”

“father. “The masters are so grumpy that the martial artists end up losing their skills.”

We walked across the Great Yeonmujang towards Cheonmajeon. The demons passing by bowed and greeted my father.

“father. I have a favor to ask you. “It’s very important.”

We stopped in the middle of the grand performance hall. It was because I wanted to talk in this open space, not in Cheonmajeon. Because this was a Joongwon affair and an affair outside the main school.

“I want to kill Yayulhan of the Apostle League. Please allow it.”

It was a situation that could have resulted in shouting.

But instead of shouting, my father’s mouth twitched into a characteristic sneer.

“Absolutely not possible!”

It was attached to the absolute in front of the fire. With that firm refusal, my father turned and walked away.

“I will try to get permission from now on. “That’s what I was trying to tell you.”

My father just walked away without saying a word. The back was talking. No matter how hard you try, it won’t be allowed.

I declared war on my father. From now on, I have to somehow convince my father. Perhaps getting permission would be more difficult than killing Yayulhan.

Anyway, looking at my father’s back walking toward Cheonmajeon made me feel like I was back in school again.

“Ah! As expected, the house is nice!”

I returned to my happy home where giant demon statues were swinging swords and swords everywhere.

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