Return of Mount Hua Sect

If you get hit, you'll get out of the way! (2)

The work on Honwondan went very quickly.

First of all, it was decided to leave the task of buying and collecting the necessary materials for the horn fabric to the upper part of the galaxy. It's because there's no need to spread information anywhere else if you're at the top of the galaxy, and there's a belief that the volcano will handle things secretly as you wish.

Thanks to this, Hwangjong, who was in Hwaeum, was quickly summoned to the volcano.

"Hey, are you talking about all of this?"

Seeing the list of ingredients written on the extended paper, Hwangjong's face is astonished.

"Where are you going to use these items...?"

Hyunyoung smiled brightly.

"It's not too surprising. The volcano is slowly taking shape now, so I'm just thinking of re-creating the old corps."

"You mean Youngdan?"

"Are there anything else besides Jasodan?"

"Ah……."

Hyungwon's lips twitched slightly.

I don't think of the galaxy top as a complete alien, but that doesn't mean they can't treat it like a volcanic family.

'If the name of Honwondan leaks out, you don't know what will happen. For now, I'll have to hide it as much as possible.'

Ordinary people just went to the sword gun to get new recruits, so they don't know the existence of Honwondan itself, but they don't know what will happen if they find out about this in an open house and a shaman.

So it's best to hide it as much as possible.

"Then can I get these things?"

"Yes. And I have one more request."

"If you ask me?"

Hyunyoung opened her mouth in a slightly calm tone.

"I hope the word that we're getting these things doesn't leak out."

“Yes? Why…?”

Hyunyoung lightly spit on his lips.

"Isn't Kangho a ruthless place? Now, Hwasan is attracting the attention of many sects. You've already had an affair with Jongnam once, didn't you have a slight problem with the shaman this time?"

"That's right."

Hwangjong nodded his head warmly.

That's definitely true. The reputation of Hwasan, which was heightened by giving Jongnam a disgrace at the Hwajong branch, once again proved its worth to the strong man in this trip to Namyeong.

Not to mention the fact that the disciples of the volcano perfectly defeated the disciples of the shaman... … .

"I... can I ask you one thing?"

"Tell me whatever you want."

“I was wondering if the rumors that the people of Hwasan were active with sword guns are true…”

"It's not true."

"Ah……!"

Hwangjong's head nodded violently.

'Then it's definitely understandable.'

Rumors about Hwasan's performance in Namyeong have already begun to spread to harmony.

Rumors that the disciples of Hwasan saved the middle class from a crisis situation when the sword gun was collapsing. And even the rumor that he had defeated many famous people in the world within that sword gun.

In particular, the name that spreads immensely is the name of the volcanic divine dragon, Qingming.

Cheongmyeong, who had earned the title of the best late index in the world due to his activities in the Hwajong branch, was slowly moving away from the attention of the public due to his silence for the past two years.

However, thanks to the performance in Namyoung this time, his reputation was rising without end.

'It would be an exaggerated rumor to say that he was equal with the elders of the shaman, but it must mean that he showed his dignity enough to spread those words.'

If so, I can understand why Hyun-young wants to proceed with all of this cautiously. How much stronger will the volcano, which is still raising its reputation with a formidable force, be re-produced to the perilla scale?

Whether the clan who likes volcanoes or hates volcanoes, it is inevitable that they will be nervous.

"Don't worry, Elder. Trust is the most important thing for a merchant, but I've learned that understanding the wishes of customers is just as important."

"Heh heh heh. That's why I trust Sodanju Hwang, isn't it?"

"By the way……."

"Well?"

Hwangjong opened his mouth to say he was a little worried.

“If you want to get all of these items, you don’t need a penny or two…”

Hwangjong, who is well aware of the financial condition of the volcano, has no choice but to question this part.

However, Hyunyoung's reaction was completely different from his expectations.

"Ah, money... uh-huh!"

Hwangjong, startled, raised his head. Hyun-young, who had already recovered her complexion, turned her head slightly and avoided his gaze.

Did I hear it wrong... … ?

Hwangjong tilted her head and asked again.

“Uh, so the money…?”

"Hey Hmm! Money. Yes, you don't have to worry about the money. Pay it right now.... Khuh! I'll pay the money... I'll pay it!"

Hwangjong's face darkened.

prepayment?

Are you going to pay upfront to buy this formidable item?

"Ah, no, where do you get all those riches?"

"Heh heh. The wealth of the volcano is far greater than what Sodan-ju knew.... Khuh-hyeop. Whoa-ul... it's far superior."

Hyunyoung forced the laughter to burst out of his mouth.

'There is a jae-shin in the clan, so money is a problem! Giggles giggles!'

I try to keep my face as much as possible, but I can't stop the joy that is rising. The corners of his lips twitched, and a sullen laugh leaked out.

"Come on, here."

Hyeonyeong secretly held out a box next to her to Hwangjong. Hwangjong tilted her head again as he received her box into her ice.

"What is this?"

"Open it."

Hwangjong carefully opened the box. Then, literally, a brilliant light emanated from within.

"Hey, this?!"

Hwangjong's eyes widened as if they were about to tear.

"Isn't this a savage wine?"

"That's right."

Hwangjong's mouth, who had lost her words for a moment, opened his mouth wide.

"No. How can I get so many wild wines..."

It is wild wine that each of them is treated more expensively than jewels of the same size. But why are there so many such rare items?

Although Hwangjong has seen a lot of wealth, it was the first time in his life that he saw her night myungju in such a large amount.

'Isn't every single one of the best?'

Looking at his reaction, Hyunyoung smiled slightly.

"I don't think Sodanju would know the value of the thing. Please give it a reasonable price. Would that be enough?"

Hwangjong's body trembled.

Instinct as a merchant and morality as a merchant collided within him.

'You mustn't run a small room!'

Hwangjong slightly bit her lip and quickly finished the calculation.

"Excessive. Elder. I will have to evaluate it in detail first, but even with this half, I buy all the items you mentioned and leave it behind."

"Is that so?"

Hyunyoung put on a subtle smile.

The value of this savagery is already known to him. I just wanted to hear what Hwangjong would answer.

'I can still believe it.'

Hwangjong's calculations were not much different from Hyunyeong's. No, I tend to hit him a little more generously than I expected.

"Then dispose of all this nightlife, pay the price, and return the rest to the volcano."

“Are you saying that you are entrusting me with such a big task?”

"Hahaha. Volcanoes and the Milky Way are not like brothers. If you don't believe in the Milky Way, where will you believe?"

Hyunyoung and Hwangjong gently exchanged glances.

They may have different thoughts behind each other, but their superficial gaze was full of trust in each other.

“Then the fee…?”

"Conscientiously."

“……”

"Conscientiously! Conscientiously!"

There is no other sharp strength.

"...Then I will. As soon as the detailed evaluation is completed, I will put the pipe in. And as soon as the disposition is complete, I will send the wealth to the volcano. So, in money or in papers?"

"Money would be nice."

"Yes, Elder!"

Hwangjong quickly picked up the box and put it on her side.

“Then I will evaluate this item as soon as possible and find out the market.”

"Huh. Without going to have a cup of tea."

"If you look at the riches and go over the car, you are not a merchant! We will give you good news as soon as possible."

"Don't forget what I asked for."

"It will never leak out. Of course, the public will never know the origin of this nightlife."

It was Hwangjong who quickly understood Hyeonyeong's intentions, saying that if he pretended to be cool.

"Then go take a look."

"Hello."

Hwang Jong-soo went out behind the scenes, and Hyun-young covered her mouth slightly.

His shoulders trembled faintly.

"Put!"

Unbearable laughter erupts.

"Hah ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The shoulder dance comes out of nowhere.

"Khahahaha! Thanks to that lucky guy, I'm actually doing what I've been dreaming of!"

Handing over a large sum of money to a merchant who visited Hwasan and having him buy the items he wanted was a dream that Hyun-young had been dreaming of for the rest of his life.

However, even that dream was realized on a larger scale than imagined.

"Wow, this pretty one! I think I should catch even a dragon and roast it and feed it."

I can't find a dragon, so I'll have to be content with a cow.

A happy smile spread across Hyungwon's lips.

Soon, Hyunyoung's eyes, which were overflowing with joy, became a little serious.

'With this, the volcano will once again spread its wings.'

What the volcano lacks most now, no matter what anyone says, was internal air.

I have quenched my urgent thirst to some extent while recovering the seven falcon swords, but my strength is building up with time. Talent and training alone cannot keep up with the gap in history.

From the perspective of Hwasan, where the second and third disciples should be the center, the enormous history of the veterans of other schools was the most troubling problem.

However, if you can make a woven fabric and feed it to your disciples, it will be able to solve the problem to some extent, if not completely.

If that happens, the volcano will be able to leap once again.

Hyun-young jumped up from her seat and headed to Jang Moon-in's residence. He is about to report what happened a while ago.

"Are you a long writer!"

Hyun-young, who opened the door without hearing an answer, suddenly flinched and stopped.

"Uh, huh? Are you here?"

“……”

“……”

Hyeonjong gently lowered the towel in his hand. In front of him, there was a box of mixed fabrics that were not shiny enough to be polished with so much effort.

"...are you that good?"

"Heh heh."

Hyun-young smiles unknowingly.

He is Hyeonjong, who has always maintained his body in front of his disciples, so he is not good when he is happy and he is not sad when he is sad. But how good would it be to wipe that box away?

"Hide it somewhere safe! What if I lose it?"

"Isn't my arms the safest place on the volcano?"

"...isn't Cheongmyeong not in his arms?"

Hyunjong bit his lips.

Just listening to it, it seems that way.

"Anyway, I got along well with Sodanju. I think the item will be available sooner than I thought."

"Oh, yes? Heh heh heh heh. It would be nice if everything worked out like it is now. Heh heh heh heh heh."

Tears welled up in the corners of Hyeonjong and Hyunyoung's eyes, smiling as they looked at each other.

It is a sight that was unimaginable just a few years ago. Back then, whenever we sat down like this, we had no choice but to say things we didn't want to hear. I never dreamed that the day would come when we would face each other like now and burst into laughter.

In just a few years, their situation has changed so much.

"He's such a weird guy."

"Dogi paper."

Hyungwon's face darkened.

"Where is that pottery?"

"Heh heh heh. Don't just look at the outside. The way does not come just because you sincerely follow the path of a good man. Sometimes, the way comes just by keeping your innate nature."

"Don't say nonsense! What are you going to give him this time?"

"Uh... huh?"

"A prize! A prize! Does it make sense to pass without a prize for doing something like that? Even cows have to feed them fodder to do their work! Don't Cheongmyung go out again and earn the ball if you give them a decent reward? !"

“……”

"Last time I passed, Yuyamu, I remember clearly.

Hyeon-jong looked at Hyun-young with slightly trembling eyes.

"I'm not complaining, I'm just asking out of curiosity. Whose side are you on? Is it me? Is it that child?"

"What are you asking about such a thing? Of course! I feel bad, the death penalty Jang!"

At Hyunyoung's intense reaction, Hyunjong reflected with a slightly softened face.

“……I’m sorry.

"Cheongmyeong of course! That kid! What did the Jangmunin do for me in the last words!"

“……”

Ah? is it that

"I was in charge of re-grooming for a long-distance sweetheart, but I couldn't even get married and grew old like this! How can a long-distance man argue with a side? I can't even marry, so I can't have a daughter. !"

"Oh, no. You have to think about your age. If it's your daughter, then..."

"Then there must be a granddaughter!"

Hyunyoung was arrogant and pointed at him.

"Anyway, I can't just let it go this time! Make sure you know what kind of prize you're going to get! Isn't that original fabric a cheongmyeong? ! Then……!"

Bump!

Suddenly, he heard the sound and rushed in, pulling Hyun-young out.

"Wow! Why again! Let go! Long doorman! Think about what I say! Long doorman! If I just swallow it, I will eat my head……. Eup! Eup Eup!

thud!

As the door slammed shut, a gust of wind gently lifted Hyeonjong's hair.

"Heh... heh heh."

Hyungwon smiled blankly.

"It's a good thing. Ah, it's a good thing."

But strangely, these days, my authority seems to have disappeared a bit... … .

Maybe it's the mood?

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