〈 Title Exhibition (3) 〉
The first scene that Mo In-gwang remembers was a cold winter.
Even in the harsh winter weather, the days when I had to live on the icy cold floor of a back alley and endure hunger, thirst, and other deprivations with other orphans.
I don’t know how I ended up living like that.
To him at that time, it was only natural, and neither he nor anyone else around him was interested in the reason.
Actually, knowing it wouldn’t have changed anything.
He spent his childhood in such an environment.
One thing that was fortunate was that he had the ability to survive in such a situation at the time.
Having a naturally strong body, he did not suffer from minor illnesses even when children who could not withstand the harsh environment passed away one by one, and he was talented in fighting to the point where he could fight even when friction arose with those who were bigger than him.
However, he also had one fatal flaw.
It was a damn personality that only got worse as he got older.
Even though I usually seem to be okay, I tend to turn around at some point, so there are many instances where things that could have easily been overlooked turn into something bigger than a snowball.
Naturally, there were constant fights around him, and as he lost all of his few connections and his reputation plummeted, he had no choice but to isolate himself.
One day, even in such a situation, I could not hold back the anger that was suddenly rising inside me, and I lived a life like a bomb that caused chaos from time to time.
A turning point in his life came to him.
About twenty years ago.
Now I know why, but at the time, I felt like the whole city was in turmoil, and the boy, Mo In-gwang, met him.
“Oh, how is it that a child like this is here… How can this world work?”
An old man with a long beard, wearing an old uniform and a look of worry on his face.
He stared straight at the boy with lifeless eyes who was just living because he could not die, and slowly opened his mouth.
“hey.”
“……?”
“Come to your senses.”
Mokin-gwang tilted his head at those unexpected remarks.
Wait, was it originally like this…?
Does your voice sound a bit strange?
However, the old man in front of him continued to speak with a benevolent expression, as if he had no intention of waiting for him to ask such questions or not.
“Huh—you’re embracing something a child shouldn’t.” After all, this too must be fate. Yes kid. “What is your name?”
“…….”
“I was so anxious that I forgot to introduce myself first. “I…”
The old man slowly opened his mouth to the man who was still silent and introduced himself.
“Now I’m a fanatic.”
“……?!”
The spirit rises rapidly.
“Tsk!”
Mo In-gwang’s eyes, which had been closed as if dead, opened brightly.
What I felt right away was tremendous pain radiating from my entire body.
There was no place that didn’t ache here and there, as if I had been tortured.
“oh! Have you come to your senses? I never thought you would really react to these words! Hahaha!”
As I was twitching my whole body without realizing it, the voice I vaguely heard in my dream spoke loudly towards him.
A man with a unique outfit that was so alien to the general sensibilities of this world, but now quite familiar, proudly declared with his muscular arms crossed.
“But it’s too late now! “I won anyway!”
Harley, who proudly won the duel for the title of Gwangma, nodded heavily.
That resolute attitude even exuded a firm belief that he had absolutely no intention of giving in, no matter what the opponent did.
“Ha…”
Mokin-gwang let out a sigh that seemed to be drained.
However, that reaction did not come simply because the other person’s words were absurd.
Or rather, he didn’t have time to understand what Harley was talking about right now.
‘I was just wondering.’
The presence of madness conveyed beyond the intense pain felt throughout the body.
The energy that had been going crazy at the time when the fight was intensifying was now calmly under his control.
Obviously, after risking the risk of being completely engulfed in madness, he actually endured until the very last moment and eventually accepted the result and resigned himself to it.
For some reason, his energy was more stable now than ever.
I can’t even remember the last time my mind felt this refreshed.
“…So I was thinking about your new nickname, how about something simple like Mad Dog? Once you bite into it, you feel like you’ll never let it go! If you don’t like it…”
Meanwhile, various candidates for star names were pouring out of Harley’s mouth, who was talking as if she was friendly, as if asking when they had fought.
King Gwangjosura, King Gwangryong, a deserted madman, etc.
In fact, his words and actions did not show the slightest hint of consideration for the person involved, but Harley, who spoke the words, as well as Mokin-gwang, who heard them, did not pay much attention.
‘I never thought I could control the madness within my body. ‘What on earth is it?’
His mind was tangled in confusion.
I don’t know if it was because the madness that had plagued him all his life had subsided, but now even his hostility towards others had mostly diminished.
Anyway, there would be no point in resisting further since I was destroyed this much.
The biggest emotions he was feeling right now were curiosity and excitement, and he just wanted to know what had been done to him to be able to do this.
How on earth was that possible?
Until now, I had almost given up because I thought there was no way….
‘Maybe if I use that guy, it might be possible.’
As Harley stared at him blankly, he frowned and took a step back, wondering how he received his gaze.
“You can’t use it. I have no intention of backing down. “I liked this one, so you can choose something else.”
It seems that only one thing about that star number was still stuck in the other person’s mind.
If it comes out like that, doesn’t this person, whose head is cluttered with all kinds of thoughts, look even more foolish?
“…Crazy guy.”
In the end, he sighed and spoke out the words from his heart in a hollow voice.
He wasn’t conscious of it, but this was the third time he had said the word ‘crazy guy’ since they met each other.
in other words.
He struck out and went out as a crazy person.
It was the moment when fake madness bowed before real madness.
***
Right after Harley woke up, she came down the mountain with her former horse, Mokin-gwang, who had become as obedient as a gentle sheep.
Although he put a lot of effort into controlling his strength, there wasn’t really anything broken, but it was just that much, and his whole body was in tatters, but he walked steadily without a sound of pain.
And Harley, who was looking at him from a few steps behind, slowly stroked his chin and nodded.
‘Well, I roughly expected it, but the effect was better than I expected. I don’t know when things will go back to normal, but I don’t think there’s much to worry about for the time being.’
Of course, it was not a normal reaction for a person who had been going crazy just a moment ago to become so calm.
It can be seen as a kind of mental side effect that occurred when the process of subduing and suppressing the madness that was rampaging within his body was carried out a little too aggressively.
Of course, it wasn’t a bad thing as he was obedient and a bit lethargic to deal with right now, which was perfect.
‘It was a coincidence that I met this guy, but… a good thing is a good thing.’
Thanks to that, I gained a lot.
In addition to the martial arts that Harley can use, the fact that I was able to learn more about ‘madness’ was a great achievement, and there was quite a lot of useful information among the information I gained through it.
‘More than anything, the greatest thing is that I have formed a relationship with such a talented person.’
Of course, we were fighting and fighting just a little while ago, so I couldn’t just trust them.
The fact that we ended up signing a temporary truce and walking together like this was just a temporary event caused by a combination of conditions.
In order to definitely tie him up, additional measures would have been needed…
‘Well, judging from the reactions on the other side, it seems like just being able to control his madness will be enough.’
Since I had already obtained the necessary clues, I had no hesitation.
I don’t know what the circumstances were, but it seemed like a very sensitive issue to him.
Of course, there was the small problem of not knowing when he would show his teeth again…
“What? What about those eyes? Why are you looking at me like that?”
“ok? Oh, it’s no big deal. Kahahaha!”
“…First, put down your fist and speak. “Unless you really want to kill me.”
The other side didn’t seem to be particularly opposed to this, even though they suddenly came together as if they wanted something from this side.
Of course, the fact that we surrendered helplessly also played a role.
“Okay then, let’s go, buddy!”
“…Where do you mean?”
The people who came along with their own plans moved on to their next destination.
“This guy is so frustrating. “Where is the hottest place right now?”
“hot…?”
“Ah, so where is the hot topic these days?”
“That’s Seongsan. It is a place where representative political factions gather in one place. Of course, they may not all be elites, but it has symbolic meaning… Wait, what about you?”
“Hahaha! “Let’s go!”
“You crazy guy! “What on earth are you thinking?”
What are you thinking?
Since we’ve come so far, shouldn’t we at least get a face stamp?
There was no better place to showcase the new ‘Gwangma’ than there.
‘You can’t miss such a big event!’
Harley, who was moving forward without hesitation, glanced back at Mokin-gwang, who was forcibly following her with a shit-chewing expression, and casually said something.
“So what are you going to do with the new name? Personally, I think mad dogs are the best! Otherwise…”
“…….”
Ah, I gritted my teeth.
As expected, it seemed like he hadn’t completely made up his mind yet.
***
A guest hall that welcomes guests to Shaolin Temple.
Hugo left there and set out again today, following the monk who guided him.
It was for work that was no different from his recent work before the full-scale meeting began.
“Then, please take care of me today as well.”
“Don’t worry. “The recovery is pretty good so far.”
He soon entered a room filled with the scent of medicinal herbs and turned his gaze to one side.
A skinny young man lying dead in the middle of it all.
Just like in Zhuge Dynasty, he was the person asked to be treated this time.
‘I wonder if it would be a good idea to use the power of a god drawn from another dimension in the temple.’
Of course, in case of an unexpected situation, additional measures were taken to prevent the energy of divine power from leaking out…
Still, it was fortunate that Shaolin Temple was not exclusive to other religions.
In the first place, what they pursued was to achieve liberation by following their example, rather than to have unconditional faith in and worship of divine beings.
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugo
put the star sign in his hand to the patient’s forehead and narrowed his eyes to observe the change.
Since he had already done this several times, reciting the good fortune every three years, he was able to check the response to treatment.
And the diagnosis results.
‘that’s interesting. As expected, my reaction is exactly the same as Zhuge Hyemi.’
No matter how I looked at it, this was not some kind of disease.
But I don’t think it’s a specific constitution issue either…
“…Ah, are you here?”
At that time, the eyelids of the young man who was lying quietly opened slowly, and a dry voice came out of his mouth.
“Oh, just lie still. “It was almost over.”
“I feel indebted to you today as well. Thanks to God, things have improved a lot. “Now I can go for a simple walk.”
As if he was not saying anything empty, his voice was much better than before.
Nodding his head slowly, Ha Seung-hoon, the unnamed divine doctor of the Jegal family, recalled a separate conversation he had with Taesang family head Zhuge Gunak before leaving for this place.
Immediately after his decision to join the Shaolin Temple was made, Zhuge Emperor asked for his understanding.
There is a person at the Shaolin Temple who has the same symptoms as Zhuge Hui-mi, so I asked if I could take a look at him.
He also said that it was not easy to hide information about her recovery because they had already conducted research related to treatment together.
It may be okay now, but if the news of his recovery becomes known someday, won’t the Shaolin Temple feel quite betrayed?
It was impossible for her to live in hiding within the family.
‘Shaolin Temple is the best among the political factions, both symbolically and practically. It might be a good idea to make a kite at this time.’
And it was a request that Hugo had no reason to refuse.
It was in line with his original goal of expanding influence in the Ganghwan world.
And there was another fact that influenced that decision…
“The recovery is faster than I expected. “It seems that Shaolin Temple has also paid a lot of attention to this.”
“Hahaha… I’m always grateful. I hope I can return the favor someday. Oh, and of course to God.”
“Thank you for your words, Prince. Then, I will finish the work.”
The identity of the patient entrusted to the Shaolin Temple is Hwangson.
Among them, it was the fact that he was the last emperor’s ancestor.