Chapter 334 – 3. Prestige (1)
Get out of here!!
As I was wiping the children’s hair with a towel, it turned pink in a strange way for the first time in a while.
Looking at the two children’s hair, which seemed to have a very slight blue tint mixed with her own, Loa kissed the two children’s foreheads with the side facing.
“I love you boys”
“Uh, ugh!! It’s weird to say that while naked, Dad!!”
“Gee, that’s gross”
He said so, but he felt Roa again.
The true meaning of the phrase “It’s embarrassing, but I don’t hate it.”
They seemed to dislike it in words, but even though they were embarrassed, the children never seemed to dislike it.
However, even here, when it was clearly said, ‘I don’t hate it, so I have to do more’ or ‘I don’t hate it, so I have to go one step further’, I felt like the kids would definitely hate it.
“Hmm, so is this kind of push and pull?”
“Because I’m going to do that to my mother!!”
Seeing the kids say things like that, it seemed like he got it right.
“Dad”
“Yes son. What do you want to say?”
“Come to think of it, Dad seems to have forgotten, so I’ll remind you again.”
Loa tilted her head at her son’s words.
What the hell
“Mom wanted a prince on a white horse”
“I gave up on that dream, it didn’t disappear.”
The two of them took a deep breath and opened their mouths at the same time.
“But it’s forbidden to act like a real prince and ride a white horse to your mom.”
“What?!”
I don’t know anything else, but I really thought about the white horse.
It’s not that difficult to save at least one white horse with only one’s own abilities.
Roa asked while putting on clothes and helping the children get dressed.
“So, I also feel roughly what it is, but what the hell does the white horse and the prince symbolize in my mother’s mind?”
“Mmm”
“It’s difficult…”
Hosea and Joshua, who had been thinking for a long time, stared at Roa, the prophet of hers.
Roa tilted her head again at the gaze of the two sons.
“Isn’t it a situation that has already been established conditionally?”
“It’s very ambiguous, but the condition itself has been met.”
“But not enough”
“Yeah, that’s not enough”
At the words of the two sons, Loa snapped, and her veins rose on her forehead.
“Son?”
“Um, but isn’t the basis itself lacking a bit because he’s a father?”
“But again, it’s embarrassing to modify it because it’s my dad’s charm point.”
“It’s a joke”
“It’s a joke”
Quick! Quick!
“Son, don’t you just make it sound that only you guys can understand, can’t you make your dad understand it too?”
At that, Hosea and Joshua closed their eyes and groaned for a while.
“… Is that so difficult?”
“Just Dad”
“Let’s go see Mr. Lee Jin-cheong once.”
“In fact, right now, you are the closest person to your mother’s ideal type.”
Meanwhile, around that time, YuRia was chatting with Cheong and Shen in another bathroom.
Although she is not an embryonic child, she cannot do it with her son. It was something she could do because she was a daughter.
* * * * * *
“Hmm…”
Jincheong Lee, wearing blind glasses on her eyes, fell into trouble for a while while meeting Tamamo and arranging the many newly arranged spells.
In the past, it was a habit that came out naturally when I wanted to concentrate on something because I had been wearing her glasses for a long time before I went to Banro.
It’s not that there’s something wrong, but rather, ancient magic that’s been forgotten now and magic from other regions that aren’t originally used in one kingdom. And improvements to modern magic from the perspective of an excellent shaman named Tamamo, and so on…
In fact, there have been so many things that didn’t exist before.
So many of the existing ones have changed so much that I was thinking about how to reclassify them from where to where and how to reclassify them.
Even if dictation is only a few words, isn’t it a treasure?
No matter how many spells are piled up, it is difficult to use them in the right place unless they are properly classified and classified according to the purpose of use, so this classification was a very important task.
Needless to say, Tamamo was also very busy these days, constantly going back and forth between empires and kingdoms, doing this and that, so he couldn’t just ask for help.
Above all, the fact that she taught ancient witchcraft or helped her improve modern witchcraft was the price of teaching modern witchcraft to her. But there is no proper price anymore.
More than anything, even if it wasn’t that, whenever she stopped by this place to some extent, she was helping without paying anything in return.
It’s just that she has less time to stay here because other places are prioritized.
Although it was classified to some extent, the magic spells that were still piled up were numerous and seemed to have no end in sight.
Shall we ask for help from YuRia?
In fact, Tamamo’s knowledge is her knowledge, and I saw that the alter ego she showed a while ago had shamanistic knowledge to some extent, so she is also a full-fledged shaman now, and knowing Tamamo’s knowledge is the same as knowing all the shamanism here anyway. Likewise, security issues won’t be a problem either…
But even if she did, she didn’t deserve the price to pay.
If she asks for help, unless she has nothing else to do, she will respond obediently without expecting anything in return, but even so, that’s not polite.
In any case, the shamans who had left a hand of the munpa were eagerly helping, but the knowledge and know-how of the Great Yokai, who had lived far away from ancient times, was vast and vast.
“It’s really Ugong Yisan.”
Jin-Cheong, who leaned back on the chair for a while and sighed, felt the presence of people outside at that moment, and soon heard a smart knock on the door.
“What’s up?”
“A guest has come”
Be a guest
Jincheong had warned in advance to refuse if it was a ‘reasonable’ guest, but it was said that if he was informed this way, he would not be a ‘reasonable’ guest.
However, if you look at the word ‘guest’ rather than ‘precious’ or ‘important’ guest, it means that the standard is ambiguous and it does not matter if you refuse, but it was a car that just wanted to take a break.
“Don’t let me go”
After tidying up what he was doing, Jincheong stood up.
“Her…”
He said he was a guest, and obviously a guest was a guest.
Indeed, it could be said that he was a guest whose standards would be ambiguous.
If it had not been for his wife, the seonin of Seoyeok, she would not have accepted such a guest.
But she was the kind of guest he couldn’t help but accept, considering his wife.
“It’s been a while. And you guys have grown up a lot now.”
Of course, the two children had a chance to see each other a few times, but it wasn’t a proper meeting every time.
She was herself, but the sage of the western region who became the mother of that child also had an unfortunate fate and could not afford to take care of the children properly. I had to work very busy.
“Let’s see, come to think of it, are you ten years old now?”
“Lol”
“Yes. I’m ten years old.”
As you can see, it doesn’t seem urgent. Originally, he should have sent it back, but he also wanted to rest a little bit, so he thought of hanging out with him a little.
Besides, isn’t it true that they are ruthlessly cast out as those who can be called disciples in their own right? Although not very different.
“So what happened?”
Hosea and Joshua suffered for a long time.
Both of them can use intentions, but that doesn’t mean they can use them very naturally and freely.
The more complicated it is. The more complex it is. Of course, the mental strength required to spread one’s will increases exponentially.
So, let me tell you with conviction. Or, while contemplating how to express it well in words, on the other hand, at the same time organizing how to convey it with intention, while thinking about what to do, Joshua first formulated the intention, and Hosea began to speak in words.
“Recently, my mom has been through a lot, but she says life is nothing new. Good things have happened as well.”
“Hmm?”
“If until now you had no attachment to yourself, no confidence, and had been completely dependent on your father for all your happiness, then should I say that you have finally regained yourself through this incident?”
“I see. That’s a ramp.”
“But it’s not that things didn’t go bad thanks to that, but I guess I should say that there was a setback in the fortunes of the Jo Oh-geum couple. When Dad first met Mom, he seemed to fit my mother’s ideal type, but he’s not a little bit different now. Of course. Regardless of whether he is your ideal type or not, your love for him is getting deeper and deeper.”
Jincheong laughed at those words.
“It’s a good thing. There is no greater blessing between a husband and wife than drinking alcohol.”
“That’s why I came to learn from Mr. Jincheong.”
“Huh? What did you mean?”
“Among the people we know right now, the person closest to my mother’s ideal is Mr. Jincheong.”
Stop talking about that, Jincheong is fuuuuu!! I blew it out.
Fortunately, he was not drinking anything, so the only thing that came out was wind, but Jincheong was very embarrassed.
“My, did I mean?”
“Yes. Mom already has a lot of heart for dad, so there is no place for Mr. Jincheong to come in anymore, but if you look at it simply in terms of marriage, Uncle Jincheong fits your mother’s ideal type. Oh, of course, I’m not talking about appearance. Mom ‘s ideal type has a very small part in appearance.”
Of course, I wouldn’t say there aren’t too many.
Speaking of a prince, there is a considerable image of a handsome and dignified man.
However, the symbolism of the mother’s ideal type, ‘Prince on a white horse’, was not really the point of being a prince, but rather the symbolism.
“We understand what mom’s ideal type is, but it’s too difficult to explain it in words, and we can’t convey it because we’re inexperienced…”
“So that means you want to see me and learn from me.”
Jincheng looked at Loa, who was quietly listening to her conversation.
“So, what kind of ideal is she of the ancient man? Shouldn’t I teach her to her father only after I get a rough idea of what part of me is her ideal type?”
At those words, Hosea and Joshua looked at each other for a while, seemed to exchange opinions through their eyes, and then opened their mouths.
“A prince is the representative of a nation. It is a very noble position. But it is not the highest. Because there is a king above it.”
“A prince on a white horse represents someone who will ultimately save oneself and bring oneself out of an isolated situation in a crisis or oppressed environment. And that too in a very dramatic situation.”
Hearing those words, Qin Qing fell into thought for a moment.
If you expressed it that way, it’s as if it came out virtually, but if you accidentally brought that expression to yourself, not to Loa, it would simply mean that it wasn’t like that.
After pondering for a while, Jincheong eventually came to a conclusion about the ‘ideal type’ of a woman named YuRia.
“Noble. Is it?”
Noble character and character. However, I can’t explain the whole thing with this alone, but if I pick the core, I think I’ll be able to pick out the nobility.
“Certainly. Loa, you do have a bit of a fair side.”
“Ugh…!”
“Certainly, you are very good. But that goodness probably stemmed from the innocence of not knowing anything, and now it would be a little subtle to see that you are so good. Even if you don’t know, it’s definitely not the feeling that it’s noble now that its innocence has become cloudy.”
Roa responded and let out a pained sound.
“Then what should I do?”
“Hmm”
Nobility is not something that can be learned or mastered as it is a character that comes from the inside.
However, since Loa is obviously a very kind person on the inside, wouldn’t he be able to have enough nobility if he was educated to some extent.
“First of all, it would be better for you to learn and learn from patience and moderation. You need many other things besides that, but that’s what’s urgent right now.”
If you want to do it properly, you will have to teach a lot of things, such as various manners and formalities, but what is necessary is to match the ideal type of that lady named YuRia, so detailed formalities that are not trivial are not so necessary.
Still, you’ll need some flair.
Even so, patience and moderation were absolutely necessary.
The basics of everything start there.
“I will write my letter for now, so please go to the training building and start training according to the instructions there. You’ll have to train.”
After that, the sons said they would stop working at the academy and parted ways, and Loa took the letter and followed the guide to the place where they were going to train.
And after that, all the training done to Loa was related to mental training.
Meditation, zen meditation, etc., Including waterfall training. They were disciplines who emptied their minds and kept their minds clear.
Equipped with the heart of a Myungkyung index that is not shaken by anything.
Shoot ah –
“Eww…”
It’s not too cold yet, but it wasn’t easy to meditate while stretching your back under a huge waterfall as the fall is getting deeper.
The huge pressure that hits your body. The deafening sound of a huge waterfall.
And the strong flowing water that mercilessly takes away body heat.
It was difficult to concentrate as he shuddered, but Loa persevered and endured.
According to Jincheong, this discipline is only the first step to becoming Yuria’s true ideal type.
Even if you love and like it, there will be a little dissatisfaction in the corner of your heart.
He wanted to completely satisfy Yuria without leaving even the slightest bit of dissatisfaction with her.
She said Yuria wasn’t the only one soiled. Roa continued her training, determined to restore her ideal type of Yuria by making up for it in other parts as well, if she herself was also defiled and lost her innocence and was far from Yuria’s ideal type.
Practice continued.
If you can’t perform properly at first, and your mind is distracted, it’s bad!! He would hit her on the head, shoulders, or back with her bamboo stick, and could hardly concentrate.
When she saw other monks who were much younger than her, unwaveringly concentrating on her mind and training, she was embarrassed for some reason, but Roa did not give up.
Like that every day, Loa took a mental training class among the young practitioners of the White Dragon Gate.
Early morning. Even before the sun rises, come out and train your mind, sharpen your mind and spirit. During the day, she spends time with Yuria and visits her children. At night, I went through mental training in a different way.
The evening training, which combined physical training, was the easiest training in a sense, but on the other hand, it was a very difficult training.
“Swing the sword?”
As a Loa who had great confidence in her sword skills, she thought that this kind of training would be effective, but when the training started, her thoughts changed.
Empty your thoughts, erase your thoughts, and concentrate all your mind on the tip of the sword.
Truly without a single error, from the tips of the hands to the tips of the toes. The entire body had to take the correct posture, and the sword had to draw a perfectly correct trajectory.
At first, this training, which started off easily, was rather as good as waterfall training.
No, it was more difficult than waterfall training.
“For now, let’s do 10,000 light strikes.”
“Go, lightly?”
“After that, I’m going to do 10,000 rounds, diagonal cuts, thrusts, upward cuts, etc.”
“That, is that the time?”
“As soon as the body learns the correct movements, the speed will increase gradually, and it will become like this in the future.”
Jincheong quietly drew his sword and cut the air with a sigh.
Even though he was obviously not wearing an aura or using mana or ki, evil and good remained in the air.
But it was a kind of illusion.
It was just an afterimage left in my eyes from such a neat and perfect trajectory, but it wasn’t really a line drawn in the air.
There was not even the sound of the wind cutting, and the sword was quickly and quickly slashed down again and again.
It’s really the same operation without a single error. Same location. Same trajectory. Even the speed of striking the sword and the power contained within it. It all matched perfectly.
How many times have you seen it like that? Jincheong has shown something else, as if he thought he had shown enough demonstrations.
Horizontal weaving. Diagonal cutting. Sting. Cut up. Step down and slash. Step down and cut the diagonal line down. Step on the sidewalk. Step up and exhale. Stepping up and cutting diagonally, etc.
And from a certain moment, the swords were smoothly connected and became one sword dance.
Roa, who had just watched the scene blankly, watched the speed of the sword gradually increase, and the sword that Jincheong wielded formed a shield around him, forming a shield made of swords without gaps.
And at some point
Roa gulped and swallowed in surprise at the fact that all the forms that Jincheong had spread became one and stood tall right in front of her nose.
“This is the highest level that can be reached when learning only general swordsmanship without learning martial arts.”
“…”
“On the contrary. If you truly want to achieve great martial arts, it is also a stage you must reach.”
In other words, this is now to become Yuria’s ideal type.
And it was a point that must be passed through in order to obtain the power to protect Yuria.
“Then, please.”
“It’s going to be a very difficult road, so-hyup.”
In order for Loa to become even stronger.
And he began to devote himself to training in order to like Yuria even more.
I just can’t stand it.
But. With superhuman patience and concentration only for Yuria.
Saaak -!!
The perfect sword shape was harder than I thought.
Compared to Jincheong, who didn’t hear a single wind noise even in the very fast sword, the sound of his sword cutting fiercely could be heard.
Roa could feel the parts that she would not have realized at all if she had no skill in wielding a sword.
Like Jincheong, the trajectory of the sword was not constant, the force required to swing it was not constant, and the posture was not constant.
At first, I just recklessly tried to wield it more like Jincheong, but after 10, 20, 100, 1000 times, Roa gradually began to change his mind.
He said that if Jincheng had Jincheng’s wield, he would have his own wield.
If not, would Jincheong just say to swing it ten thousand times and go back?
That’s why Roa changed its direction in an effort to find a more correct and more perfect sword shape, rather than to become the same as Jincheong’s swing in the 10,000 swings.
Isn’t it the right theory that you should move forward to make the right sword that suits you rather than wielding the same sword recklessly like a parrot?
Roa, who had been swinging the sword for a long time and changing its shape little by little, hesitated for a moment as the sword cut through the air without any sound.
Just before. How did he wield it?
Thinking back to how she swung it, Loa swung her sword.
It wasn’t completely silent like it was just a moment ago, but the sound of swinging the sword had definitely diminished.
He tweaked it a little more again and started swinging his sword several times.
Sometimes the sound of swinging the sword gets louder. Sometimes it gets smaller than it is, but the sound of swinging the sword more and more was getting less and less on average.
Roa, who was swinging the sword in a half-trance, chin! I was startled by the hand grabbing my wrist, and I looked around to see him.
“Roa Sohyup. It’s morning now. It’s been over ten thousand times before.”
“Ah?”
“I’ve already contacted YuRia, so go straight to morning training.”
Ah… Roa, who was out of her mind, couldn’t hide her regret.
And seeing the back of Roa leaving for mental training, Jincheong was a little nervous.
Although it was a sword wielded in a state of trance, the sword Loa was wielding was like perfection itself.
‘Maybe, the training may end earlier than I thought… ‘
