Chapter 72 – Heavenly Demonic Church (12)
“I will go now.”
Midsummer put on a gloomy expression at the front door. The time she spent together passed in an instant. I wish I had more time, but neither I nor he had that much free time.
“Okay. Take care of yourself, and call me if you are tired.”
“Yes. I love you.”
Side. A soft, velvety touch touched her lips. Midsummer stepped on her tiptoe and lightly kissed her. The thick scent of hers crossed the tip of her nose.
“Me too.”
Parting her lips, I replied quietly.
“…Uh?”
As Midsummer twitched her shoulders, she looked up at me blankly.
“What are you looking at?”
“What did you just say?”
Throbbing. Midsummer’s accelerated heartbeat could be heard all the way here.
“What do you say? Me too…”
“That…?”
When she met the round eyes that were burdensome enough, her mouth couldn’t come out well. She’s also a little embarrassed.
“I like you.”
“Did you just like it?”
“Hey, what do you want to hear?”
Midsummer, who had been glaring at me for a while, raised the corner of her mouth gently. It was a strangely mean expression.
“Are you ashamed?”
“No it’s not.”
“Right. Are you ashamed of our martial arts? It’s cute.”
“…Done.”
She shut her mouth at her strange sense of inferiority.
Side. Once again, Midsummer lightly licked her lips.
“You can’t talk if you’re shy. My sister understands everything.”
“Where?”
I wrapped her arms around her midsummer waist as she smirked triumphantly and took me into her arms. Then he whispered in my ear.
“I love you too.”
Midsummer’s body hardened like a wooden stone.
When I slowly let go of her arms, there was a midsummer that had turned to blush.
“Aww…”
It was a more violent reaction than expected. She was looking at her earlobes that were about to explode and her face stained red.
…Cute.
He’s also the cutest when he’s like this.
I put my hand on Midsummer’s hair and tousled it lightly. Midsummer timidly shook her head.
“…I have to leave. Head….”
“Uh, sorry.”
The place we were at was the front door. And midsummer was now the time to return to the priestess’s palace. I carefully rearranged her midsummer hair.
“Done.”
“Yes. Take care of yourself too, and don’t overdo it.”
“OK. Let’s go.”
After getting ready, we went downstairs together. The place was already full of people from the priestess’s palace.
They looked at me and quietly bowed their heads.
Han Yeo-reum passed by and got into her car.
Opening her window, waving her hand, midsummer went away.
I’ll see you soon anyway, but it felt vague somehow. I also raised her mouth and waved her hand.
Eventually, after all the people in the shrine had left.
As I was staring at the place where Midsummer had left, Ryu Eun-chae quietly came up behind me.
“Young master.”
“Uh. I’m here?”
“Can we proceed with the interview schedule for the Jeokryongdae?”
“Yes. Please proceed as is.”
“All right.”
Ryu Eun-chae lowered her head. I closed my mouth and went back into the house. The bigger my heart for midsummer, the stronger the thought that I didn’t want to die.
‘I’m prepared to become garbage.’
Are you just going to continue training with no promise?
Should I confess everything and ask for forgiveness?
Or hide…
I’m honestly not sure which way is for me and Midsummer. It was more like that now, because even if I die, it doesn’t mean that I will die in midsummer. As long as I became a priestess candidate for the Protestant Church, I will somehow save her from the Protestant Church.
Did you say that human daily life is a series of ripples? The ripples caused by the small pebble that Cheon Ha-yeon threw into my heart just spread endlessly.
***
“Hello, Gongja!”
The door to the interview room opened, and a small woman bowed her head in greeting.
A lively voice that lifts the mood of the listener. A cute appearance reminiscent of a squirrel. Yet mysterious sky-blue hair and scarlet eyes.
An elegant uniform with clouds drawn on it.
The only successor to the Cheongun Jeokha Sword, Jeokha.
Blue luck. Blue clouds.
Dropping. Just like the word red sunset, I laughed silently in my heart because it matched it from the outside.
“I will speak comfortably.”
“Yep!”
First. I asked basic questions in a businesslike manner.
The enemy responded boldly to my dry question.
Nothing special. Most of it was from documents.
After the ceremonial verification, now the key questions for me personally remain.
“You can’t guarantee your life with me, is that okay?”
“It’s okay.”
“You may have to cycle through gates and erosion zones with no compensation.”
“Isn’t everyone prepared to do that if they’re unmanned?”
Rather, he asked the enemy as if he was puzzled. I felt a strange sense of heterogeneity in that appearance.
“It will kill countless people.”
“Tangma extinction death. If he is evil, my sword will not hesitate.”
Should I be bold with this, or should I be fearless? In the middle of the Heavenly Demon religion, Airani is crying out for the death of Tangma. I could guess why he was falling behind despite his skills.
I pushed the notes and papers to the corner of the desk and put my face a little more in front of the drop.
“Me, Gongja?”
“Why did you join the Protestant Church when you learned martial arts from a prestigious old school?”
“Well. Certainly, a lot of people are curious.”
The enemy crossed his arms and shook his head.
“Answer?”
“I want to get ahead!”
The enemy replied in a loud voice. It was hard to believe that he was from Domun. It was a secular answer.
“…Career?”
“Yes. The Moorim Maeng is a tightly packed group, so I couldn’t see any gaps for me to break through. Cheongseong, which has been ruined, can’t be my backwater. I’m sorry, Master, but that’s why I came to Protestantism!”
“Is Protestantism different?”
“It is different. This is a thorough meritocracy. Besides, I’m from Taoism first of all, right? When I read my fortune as taught by my teacher, I was told to go to Shingyo. Like meeting a nobleman.”
The more I talked about it, the more eccentric it was. I wonder if it was the result of a cold-hearted analysis for the sake of success, but to think that it was judged by divination at a decisive moment.
“Apart from that, you haven’t been very active in the past, have you? If it’s that skill, whether it’s an outside party, an inside party, or ten horses. The major shareholder would have been lightly stitched.”
He tilted his head and asked the enemy.
“You cannot belong anywhere. The first is the most important thing, right?”
“As I said beforehand, I am a formal disciple. No real rights If you want to get ahead, you’d be better off somewhere else.”
“Young master has a surprisingly dull side.”
“I?”
“Yes. What is the fastest way to get ahead?”
“It’s about getting stronger.”
“In principle, this is correct, but isn’t martial arts level increasing drastically overnight?”
That was the part I agreed with. After silently agreeing with a nod of the head, the enemy continued.
“On my way back, I saw that all the interviewers were women. Have you ever seriously thought about the reason, Gongjanim?”
“…I doubted it.”
“Also.”
He put his lips on my ear and sighed.
“Princess, the reason is that. Everyone is aiming for it, Gongja-nim.”
My head was spinning for a moment. When I thought about it, it was natural. No matter what the elders promised, how many people would come as subordinates to the disciples of the Heavenly Demon who were not even heirs? If you look at the applicants, they must have lived listening to the sound of equipment since childhood, but there was no way they would be satisfied with being a mere member of the Jeokryongdae.
She had an ambiguous position like Jeokha, but there were definitely women from prestigious families, so I wondered why she applied.
It felt like the mystery was finally solved.
“I want someone to fight alongside, not someone to marry.”
“Yes, you would. Still, don’t you know? If you get along with each other, well, you can be proud of each other. Could it be that the Duke of Jugong could become the Duke of Sanggong, or something like that?”
“…There’s nothing a virgin can’t do.”
“How did you know I was a virgin?”
Is it a characteristic of children with unusual hair color?
Only the tone is different, but the remark just reminded me of Jegal Hye. I resolutely opened my mouth.
“Done. If you’re dreaming of that too, give up. It will never happen.”
“Actually, I wasn’t expecting much.”
“Then why?”
“I wake up in the morning and what I do every day is fortune telling. But not too long ago, Young master came out as the noble man I was looking for.”
“…It’s superstition.”
“It’s a superstition with a very, very high hit rate.”
I had to pick him up, but I felt a strong skepticism. Still, it was too bad to miss such a talented person. I took a deep breath and made my decision.
“According to Protestant law, once you come here, it is impossible to leave without my permission. Do you know?”
“Of course. I’m going all-in to Gongja.”
“Passed. You are the first.”
“Thank you. Girl, I will renovate myself so that my skills are first!”
“Come on, go out.”
“Yep!”
Jeok-ha left the interview room with brisk steps.
Being from Gupa, she was the exact opposite of what I imagined her to be serious.
As she conversed, she glanced at her prayers, and it was clear that her skills were outstanding.
It was a world where skill came first anyway. Among the warriors, there were so many unique personalities that there was nothing special about them. It’s not that many people get goosebumps on nicknames for no reason.
“Next.”
She was waiting and she called the next interviewer. There was still a long way to go.
***
Sometimes in words.
The interviews were conducted throughout the day, sometimes interspersed with sparring.
Just like that, there were only ten women left on my interview tablet.
It was difficult for men even if they wanted to, because their skills were clearly declining.
It was the same even though I was selected based on potential rather than current skills.
I glanced at my tablet and checked the roster again.
『Cheongun Jeokha Sword 靑雲赤霞劍 Drop
雷霆魔功 Ye Seo-na
Noh Seo-jin, the annihilation demon sword
Choma Shingong Hong Eun-joo
Nakseong Twelve Swords
Lee Seon-ha, Guyu Horse Master
Eight Hwangnan Swords
Shadowless Sword Sagongran
Eighteen degrees of wind and wind
公孫劍法, 公孫劍法, Gongsun Lin
They were the names of the representative martial arts each learned.
There are quite a few children of Sega who are famous in Protestantism.
After arranging the list, a military force that exceeded my expectations was born.
