Chapter 101 – War God Festival (10)
[Who knows this?]
I blew a bell at the enemy who ran away in a hurry.
[Only me and the branch manager Ryu Eun-chae know.]
[…Let’s talk about it later.]
She winked in one of her eyes, and quickly disappeared from her sight. Although I don’t know how she knew. As long as the two of you knew each other, it was fine.
Seeing that Jeokha also said this, it seems that he didn’t say it anywhere, and Ryu Eun-chae wasn’t the type to spit it out carelessly.
I sighed deeply and went to the nearby Cheonhayeon.
When I looked around, there was no midsummer.
“Is Yeoreum preparing for the rain dance?”
Nod
“I heard that there is a shooting before the start.”
“Ah, that’s right.”
In this world, the power of money and fame was still the same, and from the round of 16, filming for video content began. Taking a peek, my image seemed to be that of a demon king who had descended into the realm of some political faction.
Can I live because I am saddened to be from a Protestant church?
It didn’t seem like the academy really intended it, though.
Of course, the role of the hero was Kim Yong.
Of course, I had no intention of taking on the role of a demon king who was defeated by a warrior.
“…”
Cheon Ha-yeon looked up at me.
“Why?”
“The last martial art, what was it?”
It was a rather serious voice.
Chun Ha-yeon glanced around and confirmed that no one was there, and even struck a barrier to block out the sound.
“I tore off the blood mage and fixed it. It’s because it doesn’t fit well with the simbeop.”
“… When?”
“Just now. In the middle of the night.”
“You really are an unknown man.”
Chun Ha-yeon muttered as if she was brainwashed.
“I was lucky.”
“Okay. To me, it was like a cataclysmic fire. It’s an area that can never be reached by luck. Is non-resonance still blood magic?”
“No. Heavenly Demon.”
“…Is it. It’s a very unfortunate name to be a coincidence. It reminds me of an old legend of Protestantism.”
“Legend?”
I frowned. There was no end to the story of Protestantism. I was also busy learning martial arts. Chun Ha-yeon licked her lips in a small voice.
“Sicheonma. Everything about him is treated as a top secret.”
“I know that.”
“On what basis was the supreme martial art called Cheonma Singong created? Do you know that too?”
“Not at all. Didn’t Shicheonma make him a genius that would never exist again in the world?”
Chun Ha-yeon shook her head.
“It doesn’t mean that. What was Shaolin’s martial arts based on? What was the shaman’s martial arts based on? If you ask me like that, everyone will say that it was created based on the Buddha Law and the Dao Law.”
“Is there such a thing as Protestantism?”
“Actually, I don’t know for sure.”
“…”
It was a heartbreaking answer.
“However, there are records that can be inferred.”
“What?”
“Shicheonma was clearly well-versed in Buddhism.”
“…Buddhism?”
“Okay.”
“The Heavenly Demon Singong is the exact opposite of legal martial arts.”
The legal martial arts and the heavenly demon godong, which have supernatural powers of jema annihilation and pasahyunjeong, were rather close to each other.
“Mu Gong is like that. However, if you look at the records of the past, there is a record that people who practiced the Buddha Way had an audience with Shicheonma and talked about Asura’s conversion to Buddhism. At least the fact that he was knowledgeable in the law is certain.”
“It’s a bit ambiguous with just that.”
“In addition. There is even a saying that it is the incarnation of Gurigara.”
“Gurigara?”
It was a difficult story to understand the more I heard it. I don’t even know what it has to do with the Heavenly Demon Beast I invented. As I crossed my arms and stared at her, Cheon Ha-yeon’s lips caught a slight smile.
“Kurigara means the Dragon King, the incarnation of King Fudo Myung.”
I also know Fudo Myungwang. Although it is not very famous in Korean Buddhism. One of the Five Great Honorable Kings. In esoteric Buddhism, it was also called the incarnation of Dainichi Nyorai (大日如來).
Shicheonma, the incarnation of the Dragon King, the incarnation of King Fudo Myung, the incarnation of Dainichi Nyorai.
…Something seems to be in an inexhaustible twisted relationship.
“I roughly understood.”
“And Gurigara is said to be in the form of a black dragon, which is wrapped in flames and tries to engulf the sword and devour it.”
“…A black flame.”
Chun Ha-yeon shook her head at the words she uttered quietly.
“Like you, it is said that the Sicheonma also handled the pitch-black flame that purifies everything. That’s why Protestants worship fire.”
Is it a coincidence Is it inevitable
The flame of the Heavenly Demon Beast that I sought.
And the fire that Sicheonma handled.
The two seemed to share a similar mindset.
Perhaps, in the process of reassembling the Gugyeol, the Heavenly Demon Goddess naturally led it that way. It won’t be exactly the same though.
“…Wouldn’t Protestantism come out with this?”
I asked Cheon Ha-yeon about a question that suddenly popped up. Her eyes drew soft curves.
“It will come out. I don’t know the exact secret, but it’s only famous that the new religion worships the black flame. Do you think there are hundreds of millions of people in the world who have seen you handle black salt?”
“…At least 10 billion?”
“Anyone interested in Protestantism must know.”
It wasn’t that I was trying to get attention. Her head was pounding. I couldn’t even write it down. The newly created Cheonmasu still had many things to improve. For him, endless experience was needed.
“Even if you ignore the outside, the inside is the problem. I don’t know if I’m avoiding you for nothing.”
That’s what the original Moorim forces are. Depending on the school, there is a martial arts that is considered particularly important. Like Dharma Yeokgeungyeong, Taegeuk Hyegum, and Cheongun Jeokha Sword. If you embody the legend of the lost munpa, of course, a huge bonus is added. If it was a moderate clan, the succession structure would be reversed.
“Does not matter. The elders’ distrust of you will diminish. Rather, it is something to be happy about.”
“…Thank you.”
“Rather than that, it seems to be starting slowly.”
Hearing cheers erupting from all directions, Cheon Ha-yeon chinned. We moved to a place with a good view of the non-stage.
It was right before Midsummer and Alice stood facing each other and began to dance.
“Is the greatsword different?”
Alice came with a new weapon that flashed a strange light, not the greatsword she used to use. They were almost the same size, but the energy I felt was unusual.
“I see.”
“You know what?”
Chun Ha-yeon furrowed her eyebrows. After thinking for a while, Cheon Ha-yeon opened her mouth.
“It’s not quite right. There was a report from Cheonbigak in the past. Project Excalibur.”
Boom- As soon as the dance started, Alice swung the greatsword from top to bottom. A huge slash spread out with the momentum to split the empty stage in half.
“Is it okay to use that during rain?”
It was an attack that would cause serious injuries even if the self-defence guards were raised. Compared to Alice’s state, the weapon itself was unusual. I felt a tremendous energy emanating from it.
“…Well.”
Every time Kwakwa Gwang-Alice swung her sword, the air was ripped apart, leaving deep scars on the ground. It was as if a huge monster had scratched it.
Fortunately, in midsummer, I was able to avoid cooking with a quick walking method.
Perhaps it was burdensome to engage in close combat with Midsummer, so it seemed that he had prepared such a strategy.
“What is Project Excalibur?”
“You know that each country responds to the gate in a different way, right?”
“Uh. I saw it.”
“The United States is combining foreign labor and equipment. Our side is pure martial power. And the British… Poured it all into a few weapons. Martial arts were also studied only for weapons.”
“Is that it?”
“Maybe. It was a top-secret event, so I couldn’t figure out the details even at Cheonbi-gak. It’s not easy to break through the desperate border between MI5 and MI6. The CIA seems to be involved as well. Actually, it’s more like I didn’t even feel the need to break through.”
“Anyway, the Anglo-Saxon Fellowship Guys are unnecessarily sticky.”
I clicked my tongue and looked at Bimu. If I hadn’t learned to look after myself during vacation, the midsummer could have been lost. I thought so.
But, in other words.
Unless I made a big mistake, it didn’t seem like midsummer would end. No matter how much the power of the weapon was borrowed at the peak level, it would not be possible to blow such a slash indefinitely. In fact, a drop or two of sweat could be seen on Alice’s forehead, even from this distance.
Just like the name of the mythical weapon Excalibur, the pure white blade shimmered with a strange light whenever it emitted power. The sight of a blonde beauty wielding a mysterious greatsword was picturesque.
It was regrettable that we only faced each other in the round of 16.
Midsummer, who had been avoiding the brilliant brilliance emitted by the greatsword with minute differences, gradually approached Alice. Alice bit her lip. Even though she knew Midsummer had a very good chance of winning, she had cold sweat on her hands.
If you get hurt, it’s a big deal.
‘I wonder if he felt that way too.’
I wonder if this is what the reverse is like. My hands and feet tremble even in the light dance.
Kwaaaaang-! Midsummer, which had finally approached Alice’s throat, threw out her cold, white hand.
She was one of the few magicians who defeated the opponents she had met so far in a matter of days. Alice spread her greatsword wide and blocked Midsummer’s attack.
Alice’s expression suddenly hardened. It didn’t end in one shot like before, but the moment she allowed her access, it was Midsummer’s turn from now on.
Bang-! Every time the pure white hand of midsummer pointed, a heavy light wave burst. The light shimmering in her greatsword gradually faded.
‘It’s over.’
There was still no flaw on the sword, but the user was the problem. Blood spurted out of Alice’s mouth at the chill and shock that permeated her with her greatsword.
Her midsummer gently pulled out her hand toward her as she stumbled. Alice, too, mustering the last of her strength, retreated behind her, and she somehow thrust out her sword.
Thud-
The place where the collision of air waves stopped. Contrary to midsummer, which was relatively normal except for a few torn clothes.
Alice barely stood still, relying on her greatsword.
Before long, the voice of the military supervisor announcing the victory of midsummer resounded.
[Great job.]
I sent a telegram to the calm midsummer. After Midsummer glanced in my direction, she turned around and came down the stage of her broom proudly.
He pretends to be aloof, but looking at how far the corners of his mouth go up, he seems to be in a good mood.
[Cute.]
“Yes?”
I was immediately confused and confused. I waved lightly at Midsummer, who was glaring at me.
Slowly, the dance competition was coming to an end.
‘It’s best to end without a big deal. There are too many people than expected.’
It can’t be. I thought as I stared at the other contestants who started fighting fiercely in the distance.
