Chapter 11 – 11. Demon Race Horse Hunting
Fire.
As soon as the hunting party entered 〈 Firebird’s Nest 〉, what greeted them was a scorching flame reminiscent of an inferno. Still, the two masters, who had prepared for self-defence in advance, reacted casually and were not injured. Baek Do-jin’s complexion hardened, perhaps realizing that the power of the flames beating the self-defense weapon was unusual.
“It’s really hot. Besides, if you look at this demonic landscape, which is difficult to navigate unless you are a master of the Hwagyeong, there is a high probability that the demonic master is Jujak, one of the Four Gods, just like Baek Sohyeop said.”
“I agree. If I had known it would be this hot, I would have worn thinner clothes, kyaaaaagh?!”
“Hmm?! Is it a monster?! … Huh?”
Something unexpected happened to me. My body is a member of the extreme polarity, so I am close to being immune to this fire, but my clothes are not. Because of that, I had a dark history that was not a dark history, although it was not until the humiliation of wearing a cheongsam after confronting naked in the sword and first face. However, I, who had forgotten that fact again, entered the demonic realm without even preparing for it and became naked again.
At least, the leather straps and the weapons hanging from them were fine, so should I say it was fortunate?
Even though she was an old virgin, the swordsman, whose heterosexual relationship was the same as that of a young virgin, screamed like a girl, and Baek Do-jin, feeling awe at the proud size of the sword between my crotch, opened her mouth and did not close it.
‘I’m feeling very bland.’
The fact that an old man of the same sex is watching makes my cock squirm, but at the same time, looking at her chest, the blood seems to be rushing, and the beauty of the half-romantic, the swordsman, is watching it together, so she feels strange again. Even my proud lower body flinched as if there was a conflict whether it should or not, but there was no sign of her trying to raise her head again.
After a moment of awkwardness passed, Baekdo Jinin was the first to come to her senses and touched his beard and said,
“Hey, things are missing.”
“Thank you, Jinin.”
“But doesn’t it matter? Your teacher, Swordsman, is next to you.”
“It’s going to be more awkward if I cover it up. I don’t have clothes to wear.”
“…I see.”
Think of a young master running while covering his dick in a demon race. How ugly and awkward. Since there is no real battle, it would be a headache if you were surprised by a monster. I don’t know how she accepted my argument, but Baek Do Jin-in nodded her head and muttered in a low voice.
“I’d be fine with that. Except for two things.”
“Jinin, is there something wrong?”
Is it already exhausting from pressing and kneading the area around her eyes with my fingers? Baek Do Jin-in seriously nodded her head and listed the problems.
“One is that my eyes are too painful, and the other two are that the swordsman is ashamed of being an old virgin like a girl, pew!”
“What are you talking about, you!”
The elbow thrust after the sword landed properly on her side. In spite of her self-defense, she tries to sympathize with her because she knows how hard she was beaten by the way her back is bent. I wanted to take pity on the pitiful man who sat down in his place clutching his side, but before that, the swordsman strode towards me.
Wince The spirit of the sword was so great that I took a few steps back without realizing it. I never thought that I, who did not back down despite the death of the Heavenly Demon, would have to step back like this.
Geomhu, who had been screaming like a girl until just now, pretending to cover her face with her hands and watching my genitals between her fingers, lowered her hands and held on to her attitude as if she had nothing to be afraid of. The funny thing is that the corner of the eye shivered as if it was an earthquake, and the face was dyed red like a persimmon, so I would believe it to be a relative of an apple.
She approached at close range, almost touching each other’s breasts, then placed her fists on both of her waists and shouted with a face full of blush like a child forced to hold back.
“This master is no no no no no no virgin!”
“Ah yes.”
“Profit! Because it’s not!”
“How can you not believe it? These are the words of the Supreme Master.”
In Moorim, it is commendable that a woman maintains her virginity and marries with a pure white body to celebrate a hundred years of marriage. However, if that wasn’t enough because he missed the marriageable age, what would it be like if he was a swordsman who had a half-romantic transformation at the age of 60? You will be treated with great pity and sympathy. How embarrassing it would be to be treated like that by younger people at the age of sixty.
Maybe that’s why the swordsman jumped in place in front of me and insisted that she was not an old maid.
In the end, I struggled to convince her that I believed her because she cried and insisted on making her sane white-do Jin-in her dementia patient.
“Wasn’t that enough for rakugo? Let’s go soon.”
“Comic talk! Do you, Baek Do-jin, turn Bondo into an inexperienced old man and say that?!”
“I’ll apologize later, so let’s just go. It’s a waste of a bet to maintain self-defense. Aren’t we a hunting team that came to hunt the Demon Racer?”
“…Tsk.”
At the persuasion of Baek Do Jin-in, who came in the middle, Geomhu became quiet as if he agreed with her even though he clicked her tongue. I thanked him with an eye salute, and Baek Do-jin drew a silly smile as if it was nothing special.
However, there was a childish side of the sword. She didn’t know that she cared about that. It was a little different from us, who, when they reached their 60th year of age, had sexual desires, but accepted them easily and talked about them. Maybe it’s because I became young with half-romanticism?
“Unah. Please guide me in the direction to the Ma Gyeongju.”
“Yes. Master and Jinin. Please follow me.”
“Don’t worry. Even though it looks like this, it’s still up and running well.”
After she nodded, she started running straight away. Since time and energy were wasted talking with the swordsman, you must move efficiently and put the two of them in perfect condition as much as possible in front of the demon master, Suzaku.
Usually, if you use a demonic sphere as an exit or an entrance, there are times when its location within the demonic landscape changes randomly after you use it a few times. After coming in with Geomhu and Baek Do-jin, I recognized that the environment around Ma Gyeong-gu had changed, but I did not show it to them. Anyway, based on the memories of my colleagues, I have memorized the entire geography of some demonic scenes, but 〈 Firebird’s Nest 〉 was one of them, so I knew the way.
Thanks to that, he acted like someone he had visited the other day and quickly led the two to the nest where Ma Gyeongju and Jujak were sleeping.
-Keeeeek!
On the way, a new youkai appeared, screaming grotesquely and falling toward us with its whole body burning.
“Is it a monster?”
“I’ll have to deal with it at once.”
“Wait, you two. I’ll take care of it.”
After sword hu and baekdojinin pulled out their swords and dissuaded them from trying to capture the new monster, presumed to be a fire bird, at once without any waste, I pulled out a dagger tied to my belt and threw it as it was. The dagger, which saved the spirit with a bet, flew like a flash battle and pierced the fire bird’s neck.
Baek Do-jin’s admiration for the clean workmanship can be heard in the sound of sparks.
Even after that, I took care of all the monsters that attacked me while on the move. The small monsters threw their daggers, and the medium-sized monsters swung their swords and slashed them.
“So that’s why you have so many different weapons attached to it. To save time.”
“Yes, Master. Weapons are a bit wasteful, but the Sichuan branch manager supported me with supplies and weapons as much as possible.”
“Weapons that work in the Devil’s Nest are quite expensive. The money of the branch manager must have been broken.”
In the environment of the Devil’s Land, there are many cases where ordinary iron swords break like cans of millet. Therefore, the recent trend is to make mass-produced weapons by processing monster bones instead of general iron. Even a blacksmith with insufficient skills could easily process monster bones and make general weapons.
As Baek Do-jin said, the branch manager must have broken money. Well, if I had to argue, it would be fine since it was not my own money, but the financial power of the Moorimmaeng Sichuan branch.
As the branch manager, I couldn’t help but feel upset at the bloody money evaporating.
Rippling
“!”
It feels like something has passed through a transparent membrane. I felt as if I had passed the Jinbeop.
It wasn’t just me, Baek Do Jin-in and Geom-hu felt the same way, and their faces hardened.
“…I can feel it.”
“That’s right. You really are a careless yogi.”
The hands of the two were on the sword wave before they knew it. It’s a street with a sense of tension so that you can respond to interceptions at any time.
“This is enough to complete Hwagyeong… No, it’s just about reaching the extreme. If I really had more time, I would have reached the beginning of Hyeongyeong within a few days.”
“Your disciple was right.”
The bridge of the sword goes up at Baek Do-jin’s praise.
“Heh. That’s natural. Because he’s my disciple.”
“…”
“…”
I didn’t know what to say because I felt like I was wearing an iron mask. As it is, it moves deeper and breaks through the shimmering flames without a word.
The flames flickering wildly as if to indicate our tension. Going further through the flames, I was able to encounter a large nest and the Ma Gyeongju, who was sleeping soundly there.
Even though Ma Gyeong-ju was sleeping with his wings folded, he said that his body was several times bigger than the tiger called Sangun, and in the light resting breath, the energy of the fire attribute of this area was circulating inside and outside, building up a sense of refreshment. It’s like a simbeom.
Sereung.
Baekdo Jinin said as she drew out her sword.
“Then let’s begin.”
