Ruler of the Game 789

Chapter 789 – Laughter of Martial Arts

“…So there is a restriction that you can only live in a small city. But anyway, resurrection is possible. Therefore, I hope my former master will take the role of a martial arts master there with the help of this amulet.”

Seong-il makes a request to his old master in a desperate tone. However, for some reason, Cheongmyeongjinin sympathizes with the necessity, but shakes his head and refuses to be resurrected.

“This old man is unfit for the task.”

“But…”

“No. I’m not saying I won’t.”

“…?”

Seong-il is confused because he can’t figure out his intention. Looking at such a holy day, Qingming Chenin stretched out his hand and pointed to Handan and replied.

“I want Handan to be saved rather than me. And I want that child to do something to help those who are suffering.”

“One death penalty… You mean?”

“Why. Do you think Handan is not enough?”

“Oh, no, but…”

To be honest, Handan was a good enough soldier, but he was not a better soldier than Cheongmyeongjin, so Seongil puts on a slightly confused look. Perhaps realizing the intention of such a holy day, Cheongmyeongjinin smiled bitterly and calmly explained about Handan.

“Although it is true that he is playful and immature.”

“…”

“But, that guy’s martial arts qualities are better than mine. At that age, I couldn’t even achieve a 3 star, let alone a 5 star in martial arts. But that kid was different.”

Qingming Qin Yin, Handan was convinced that time was only a matter of time, and he would one day become a climax unmanned man who transcended himself. In addition, he makes it clear that he is already old and is in a situation where he is gradually declining at the peak, so he is a lower option than Handan from a long-term perspective.

“So, bring that young bastard back to life! He’s had a bitter experience in this laugh, so he won’t waste his life like he used to, wasting his time stupidly!”

In addition, Qingmyeongjinin says that if he absorbs all kinds of talents, elixirs, and energy that abound in the world of Seongil, he will grow into an outstanding martial artist within a short time due to the innate qualities of Handan, so believe in yourself and take Handan.

“Even the Simbeop that needs guidance right now is said to be at least a 2-star introductory level? That level of skill is enough right now! With your active help… I think he can reach the pinnacle in the near future. That’s why it seems more appropriate to take Handan rather than me.”

Seong-il looks at Handan, feeling that his words are not wrong after carefully listening to the story of Qingmyeongjin. Sensing his gaze, Handan waved his hand and refused to resurrect.

“How dare I! I made Master die because of my mistake and dragged the priest into the pit of endless pain. What shame can I have to come back to life!

“Drivel!”

Qingming Jinin strongly scolds Handan for refusing to resurrect him. He insists that if he really feels that Handan has made a big mistake, he must help the suffering people by accepting Seongil’s request and reforming himself.

“Resolve your decision! Whatever the outcome, thanks to your mistakes, your priest had to face a mighty enemy like a blood god alone at a young age! But the death penalty is so irresponsible!”

“Master…”

Although he was strict in his words, Handan could clearly sense that Qing Myung Jin wanted to give him a chance to live a second life. Because of this, even though he is shouting at him, he brings tears to his eyes.

“It’s not an ordinary opportunity. It’s also not a mission that should be taken lightly.”

Seeing the disciple cry, Qingmyeongjinin patted Handan in a much softer tone. Perhaps feeling that sincerity, Handan nodded her head with difficulty, and she vowed to help her on the holy day to save people.

‘One serving is fine.’

At first, Seong-il was taken aback by Cheong Myeong-jin’s proposal, but after he calmed down and thought about it, he felt that it seemed good enough to bring an unmanned man like Handan in as a drill instructor.

‘I immediately grew into one of the most powerful warriors in the world of Laughing Martial Arts.’

At that time, Seong-il was about to leave the world and resurrect Handan, agreeing to Cheongmyeongjinin’s proposal. Ambassador Wongang says while holding on to Seongil.

“I’m sorry for interfering in a heartwarming situation, but Binseung also wants to make a suggestion…”

“Yes? What…?”

“Hye-myeong and Hye-won. Take those fools too.”

“!!!”

Surprisingly, when Ambassador Wonkang tells him to take the two people who have now left, Seongil opens his mouth in amazement.

“Is it difficult?”

“No… It’s not like that…”

“Then take it away and give those two foolish monks a chance to help save sentient beings.”

“…”

Surprisingly, Seong-il hesitates to answer in surprise at the words of the Great Master Wongang to take Hye-myeong and Hye-won and use them as martial arts instructors. But, that’s for a while. Seong-il explains why it is difficult to take them.

“Actually, it’s a world created by a goddess who takes pity on humans…”

Seongil explains about the Inner Plane and the land of the Goddess. Since it is a world made up of spirits, it explains that it is a space of nothingness itself, like this pure white space.

“… It is the goddess who allows humans to inhabit such a space of nothingness. Her problem is that she bestows blessings on the basis of human faith.”

If Buddhist thought replaces or damages the goddess faith, Seong-il shows a very wary appearance, saying that the last bastion of mankind may be devastated.

“Oh… That’s what happened. Then don’t think too hard and bring those two fools here yourself. I’ll advise you not to propagate the mission yourself.”

Surprisingly, Seong-il is astonished at the words of Master Wongang, who said that he would not spread Buddhism in the slightest even though he went through so much hardship. Master Wongang, who saw Seongil like that, smiled and continued.

“Buddha. In particular, what Mahayana Buddhism seeks is the salvation of all sentient beings. If Buddhism spreads in the world, sentient beings will suffer. How dare you think of spreading Buddhism? We want the salvation of all living beings, but propagation It doesn’t mean anything on its own.”

“…”

“Even if there were a Buddha present here, he would have made the same choice as me.”

A word from Ambassador Wonkang, which is truly weighty. Seong-il feels the truth in the explanation and decides to act on his words.

“Okay. I’ll try to convince them both.”

Since it was not a part that would harm Seong-il himself, he agrees with the words of Wonkang and leaves the mirror world.

“Young master, are you here?”

As soon as Seong-il enters the world of martial arts, he calls Eun-wol and asks about her safety. Maybe it’s because she hasn’t had a baby yet, but her figure hasn’t changed much. Eun-Wol asks Seong-Il and how she is doing.

“Originally, it was right for me to do that job… I’m sorry, Gongja-nim…”

She is very aware of how terrible reality Seong-il is facing in reality, so she feels very guilty when she hears the reason for Seong-il’s visit. However, since Seong-il himself couldn’t take good care of Eun-wol, he holds back her apology.

***

“First of all, I released my men and found the place where the two monks are.”

Eun-wol quickly succeeds in uncovering the whereabouts of Hye-myeong and Hye-won in just a few days. He wakes Seong-il by rubbing his chest while he is resting on his bed.

“…Already?”

“Yes. I ordered a search from the vicinity of the Temple of Laughter just in case, but surprisingly it remained there. So it was not difficult to find it.”

“Ah… That’s it.”

It seems that there was a reason why I found it so quickly. Even at this moment when he is resting, time in the mirror world is flowing, so Seong-il hurriedly leaves the Demonic Bridge and prepares to move to his destination.

“Come out…!!”

Seong-il opens his inventory and takes out the Bone Dragon that Dracolich made some time ago. Then, in front of such a holy day, a dragon made of huge bones appears.

“Wow…”

Although it is Eun-wol who has been following Seong-il and faced all kinds of unusual situations. It’s the first time she sees a god like this, so she shows admiration for the first time in a long time.

‘It’s killing me…!!’

Satisfied with the splendid ride, Seong-il naturally climbs on the Bone Dragon’s back. Then, the dark power emanating from the Bone Dragon made a chair for him to sit on comfortably.

“Kyaa…!!”

When Seong-il gets on the back of the dragon, the dragon roars wildly and begins to float in the air. The black power flowing from the pale bones began to assimilate with the surrounding darkness, and thanks to this, despite having such a huge size, the dragon perfectly hides the appearance of the holy day in the dark.

‘It would be better to board the Bone Dragon at night if possible.’