Episode 43: Faster than my black eyes.
Hyeolcheondoma was surprised by her appearance. Because I didn’t tell him that Geomzon was coming here today.
“Welcome, senior. Please sit down here.”
Ilhwa Geomjon also stood there with a stiff expression on his face, as if he didn’t know that Hyeolcheon Doma would be here. I spoke calmly to her who looked like she might turn away at any moment.
“Today is Mr. Thomas’s birthday. “I learned that no matter how hateful a person is, at least they celebrate their birthday.”
Ilhwa Geomzon sat down as if he couldn’t just go back after saying that much.
When she joined, the atmosphere became cold.
“Why did I ask you to come?”
Later, when he asked me to drink at a pub, I think I heard him mean to drink alone with me.
“Today is a good day, so I invited you to celebrate with me.”
“Next time, call me when you’re alone.”
When she was about to get up from her seat, Hyeolcheondoma blurted out a word.
“What are you so dissatisfied with?”
It was a moment when the dissatisfaction I had been holding in for a really long time came out.
Ilhwa Geomzon also got angry and fired.
“I beg your pardon? What are you dissatisfied with? “Are you asking now because you don’t know that?”
The sword of emotion was drawn out faster than her sword.
“Okay, I’m asking because I don’t know. “What on earth are you so angry about?”
“you! “You!”
“What am I? What did I do wrong? At that time…”
“Shut up! “Shut up!”
She was nervous that what happened between them would come out. Her anger and tension were clearly conveyed.
“You’re a selfish idiot.”
“what?”
Hyeolcheondoma also stood up suddenly.
“Are you going to wield that ignorant sword that looks like you? Okay, give it a try. “Get drunk again and talk as much as you want!”
The great sword of immortality in Doma’s hand trembled.
I didn’t stop them.
Because I knew I wouldn’t fight anyway.
There was an iron rule that mazons never fight among themselves. Although there were arguments, behind-the-scenes conversations, and all sorts of internal strife, there were no life-or-death battles.
This is like a survival principle that has been followed for a very long time and is the most important reason why Palmazon exists to this day.
“There’s still some time until midnight, so hold on for a while.”
Then Ilhwa Geomzon raised his voice in a loud tone.
“Gongja! What on earth are you doing! “How much do you have to look down on me to do something like this?”
It was a moment when her composure, which had always been polite, collapsed.
“Fix it.”
“I can’t fix it.”
“I’ll tell you why I brought you Geomjon. Honestly, I need Geomzon senior. So, I hoped that the two of you would reconcile here today. “I don’t know what makes you hate each other so much.”
Then Ilhwa Geomzon let out a long sigh and tried to regain his usual appearance.
“If we could have reconciled over a drink, why would we have remained so bad until now?”
“We meet again and again until it is resolved. Cursing and pulling my hair out. “We keep meeting and fighting until it is resolved.”
“Lee Gong-ja is too greedy. I made it clear on the first day. “I can’t go with Thomas.”
“Then are you confident that you can make me your successor on your own?”
“I’m confident.”
“I can’t believe it. If it was a public reason that the two of you had a bad relationship, I would have known. However, no one at our school knows. Probably because it is for extremely personal reasons. “How can I risk my life trusting a senior who cannot let go of his personal feelings for the greater good?”
Ilhwa Geomzon’s expression became distorted. As she was about to say something, she glared scaryly at me and Thomas, then turned around and left.
After emptying his glass, Hyeolcheondoma stood up.
“The congratulations were well received. Damn you!”
Boom!
Today too, after breaking the table, the blood chopping board went out as well.
I put the table money back on the table next to me and said with a smile to Cho Chun-bae, who was standing in front of the kitchen.
“I guess I should first change my habit of hitting and breaking things, right?”
Cho Chun-bae smiled awkwardly and joked.
“These days, it seems like you can make more money if you become a carpenter.”
I also smiled and left the guesthouse.
I expected this to happen when the two met.
We have to keep pulling them out. Buried emotions are brought out and we clash, swear, and fight. Then, when you look back on the old resentment that was eating you up, you have to realize that it wasn’t that big of a deal.
I think it is possible. Because the two of them have already lived a lot longer.
Their reconciliation took time, but Ilhwa Geomzon did not wait even a single day.
* * *
That night, I opened my eyes while sleeping.
It was Cheonma Self-Defense Technique that woke me up. Feeling the energy from outside, I got up from my bed, put on my black magic sword, and went outside.
The person who woke me up was standing in the middle of the yard.
She was none other than Ilhwa Geomzon.
“also. “Your skills are not average.”
It seemed surprising that I had woken up, even though it didn’t reveal much of its presence.
“Because I couldn’t sleep deeply.”
“Gongja Lee.”
“Yes, senior.”
She said with her back turned.
“Because of Lee Gongja, the quiet lake is causing ripples.”
Does that lake represent our school? Does it mean her own mind?
“I’m still young, so I long for a stormy sea rather than a calm lake.”
“You told me this before, right? “I despise people who try to win the hearts of their subordinates for free with dreams, ideals, etc.”
“yes.”
“There are people I despise too.”
“What kind of person are you?”
“He is a person who only speaks loudly and does not follow his skills.”
“Am I that kind of person?”
“Should we check to see if that’s the case or not?”
Ilhwa Geomjon turned his back and slowly pulled out his sword. It was a perfect kick. Even though she was turning around, she didn’t feel any weakness.
Nevertheless, I spoke coldly to Ilhwa Geomzon.
“There is another person I don’t like.”
“Who is it?”
She asked without turning around.
“He is a strong but inconsiderate person. I despise people who lead relationships to their advantage by using force. “I hate to see people hurting others with their poor imagination.”
Demonic energy exploded from Geomjon’s body.
“Shut up! “I told him he was doing well and that he was doing well, but he was being arrogant too much.”
She turned to me. Powerful magical energy was pouring out of her eyes like frost.
“What will you do if I win?”
Watching her come to me as soon as a conflict arose, I realized that the only way to make her my person was to pressure her with my skills.
In a situation where one exercise of power is more effective than a hundred politics, the relationship with Thomas was a later issue.
For a moment, Geomzon made a bewildered expression.
“Did I say I’m winning now?”
“yes.”
“If Lee Gong-ja defeats me, I will do whatever he wants. “If I had to die, I would.”
She risked her life. It was a confidence that would never be defeated.
“great.”
“What would you do if Lee Gongja loses?”
“I also do whatever my senior wants.”
“What I want is simple. “Knock the chopping block out of Lee Gongja’s life.”
In a way, her confidence was natural. Because she was confident that she was the second strongest martial artist after her father.
“Aren’t you curious about what I want?”
“I’m not curious at all. “It’s a story we’ll never hear again.”
I slowly pulled out the dark magic sword.
“Then today I will find out what I want.”
With our swords drawn, we stared at each other in silence.
I know very well how fast a Majon-level expert is. You cannot see an attack and block it. If the instincts developed through training do not function properly, you will die.
The same goes for my minions not being able to block my attacks and dying. My sword is invisible to them.
Hwiiing.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere, causing Geomjon’s hair to sway in the wind.
She slightly twisted the tip of her dangling sword. That alone changed the momentum.
It’s been a long time since I felt this tension.
“Gong Lee, although I won’t kill you, you will have to be careful. “You could get internal injuries.”
If this fight had been a life-or-death battle with an enemy that must be killed, I would have cut off my opponent’s breath and left when I said, ‘You have to be careful.’ This is a word that comes from the pride of ignoring the opponent, so that is the opportunity to advance.
Of course, since this fight was not a battle of life and death, we had time to talk calmly.
“Yes, I will be careful. But my sword is a dark magic sword, so it may damage your sword.”
She ignored my concerns and went one step further.
“I will give up three moves to Mr. Lee.”
In the past, seniors gave up three moves when dealing with juniors. It was like that in the past, but these days you can’t find seniors giving up to their juniors. In that respect, Geomzon is a romantic person.
“Your concession will be gratefully accepted. Now, let’s go junior.”
I was never conceited, but instead I hid one skill.
The intention is to deal with it without using the Wind God Sabo. A secret trick must always be hidden. That would be the same for Ilhwa Geomzone as well.
My strategy was this.
‘I will finish it within three seconds of giving in.’
I skipped the search battle and went straight to demonstrating the extraordinary swordsmanship that achieved great success.
The first ceremony, Gyuncheon Ceremony, was held.
Shhh!
I thought a ray of sword light cut her horizontally.
Chaengaeaeaeang!
Sword and sword clashed in front of her chest. Her surprise is conveyed through the sword. The power of my attack must have been more than she expected, so the sense of crisis she felt when meeting her true enemy must have made every hair on her body stand
on end. A second attack unfolded in succession.
The Je-sik transformation ceremony scattered splendid sword light. The sword changed twelve times before her eyes, and the Sword Zone stepped back and deflected each attack.
But on the ninth change she broke her promise.
Shhh!
visor.
Her sword flew into my chest and I twisted my body to block the attack with my dark magic sword.
Ilhwa Geomzon broke his promise to yield three numbers and launched an attack. There was nothing she could do. Byun Cheon-sik’s continued changes could not be prevented with just defense, so defense was eventually replaced by attack.
“this.”
That was when she was so frustrated and was trying to make an excuse.
I was on my third strike. This was an opportunity. I even tried to say something while my mind was greatly shaken.
The third type, Hyeoncheonsik (玄天式), flew in.
I love you so much!
Kaang!
A shout was heard at the same time as the sound of swords clashing. Words that should never have come out of the Geomjon’s mouth came out.
“Not on the face!”
And the silence that followed.
My sword stopped in front of Ilhwageomjon’s face. In fact, the sword stopped before her cries. Because my sword was faster than her eyes.
On the other hand, her Ilhwa sword, which was out of her hand, was floating in the air.
Our eyes focused together on the Ilhwa sword. It was falling to the floor in a black parabola. Perhaps Ilhwa Geomzon hoped that it would never fall to the ground.
Deep.
The Ilhwa sword stuck to the floor. The trembling white handle of the sword made it feel as if a white flag was shaking.
Ilhwa Geomzon, who was watching this scene blankly, slowly turned his gaze towards me. Her eyes looked like she couldn’t believe this situation.
I sincerely hoped.
May her first words be a double curse.
I hope that a stone will fall out of the dam of solitude she has built so strong. I hope that through that hole, I will be able to get a glimpse of her wounds…