Moorim (1)

    Gunwoo smiled.

    ''This is a power cut... .''

    I liked the warm feeling of the blood gathered in the blood, which was clearly felt after a few fortune breakfasts.

    Does this sound like a mother''s warm touch?

    I can''t know because I''ve only imagined it and never felt it.

    "I want to go."

    A dimension from which martial arts originated.

    I want to go there and learn.

    Dad was worried.

    My father is a very kind hearted person.

    Always crying and always leaving work.

    Father should be comfortable and proud.

    You have to act like an adult so that your father can go to work comfortably.

    Geon-woo, who always thought of others first, expressed his greed for the first time, as well as his longing for learning, so his father cried and allowed it.

    I don''t know about mother''s love, but father''s love has always been felt enough.

    "You have to be careful."

    My uncle must have played a big role in the reason for my father''s permission.

    The strongest man on Earth.

    The strongest man in mankind.

    The uncle who fell from the sky looks younger than his father, but he is stronger than anyone else. They also have a lot of animals, so they are popular among friends.

    Oh, my friends are all tight.

    Anyway, Geon-woo headed to the planet Gucheon with his uncle and a new guild member named Jang Soon-pil.

    For Geon-woo, who always had a home and a nearby playground, the field and the forest became his playground.

    The boy, who was trapped in a narrow world by the worries of adults, followed his uncle and faced nature. Fields and forests are no longer dangerous.

    A dream grew in the heart of the boy who played in harmony with nature, and finally came to the planet Gucheon.

    "Sa, uncle?"

    But as soon as he passed through the portal, his uncle collapsed.

    The fainting of his uncle, who had always been Superman, was a shock.

    "Master, come on!"

    Without hesitation, Jang Soon-pil took Geon-woo and rode on the back of the summoned drake.

    "Coo!"

    The Wyvern, which flew vigorously as the Il bear clinged to the drake''s feet, escaped the winged Mamonbi tribe that suddenly appeared.

    "Chur."

    "Coo, coo."

    The drake and the polar bear continued to fly in the sky while talking to each other. They flew over several villages, and the two talked constantly.

    "Coo, coo."

    [It smells delicious. Let''s sweep that road and take it.]

    "Kururu."

    [Do you have an idea for a bear head or not? The hideout must be secret.]

    "Coo, coo."

    [That is appropriate. Let''s take that town.]

    "Kururu."

    [There are people over there. I said don''t hurt people.]

    "Coo, coo."

    [This is not Earth. not a person.]

    "Kururu"

    [It looks similar. Be careful first.]

    "Coo, coo."

    [I''m hungry!]

    "Kurr."

    [Or go for a walk after eating.]

    The beasts, who could not agree for a long time, flew endlessly and entered the snowy mountain area where neither the Mamon village nor the Jungwonin village could be seen anymore.

    "Coo!"

    [It is suitable!]

    "Kuru!"

    [good. It is suitable as a hiding place.]

    The Wyvern, who had slipped through a hole in the rock, landed, and the Ilgom searched the entrance to the cave.

    "Coo, coo."

    "Master, take this hand."

    Jang Soon-pil dropped Geon-woo down and looked around.

    "Mister. Are you okay, uncle?"

    "You are safe."

    Jang Soon-pil spoke with confidence instead of hope.

    Geon-woo believed in his uncle, even though he was a little uneasy about whether that firm belief had been transmitted.

    "In the meantime, I will protect you, so don''t worry."

    "Coo, ooh!"

    Since it was a snowy mountain, the cold wind was constantly blowing, so the party went a little further into the cave and sat down in a crevice of the rock. As soon as the ilgom stood in front of it as if it were a door, a warm smoke wafted from her body temperature.

    "Yogi with this."

    "Yes, you can eat it too."

    Seeing Geon-woo tearing up half of the jerky he was handed over and giving it back, Jang Soon-pil smiled warmly.

    How can you be so polite and wonderful?

    If Chwia was still alive, she would have been a good age... .

    The two of them enjoyed the beef jerky and went straight to the fortune breakfast. Not only Geon-woo, who had just started learning and having fun, but also Jang Soon-pil, who taught him, had fun.

    ''There is no other sponge for drinking water.''

    Geonwoo''s potential to grow differently from day to day, not hourly, is just amazing.

    "Whoa."

    Incredible concentration that is not like a child.

    This child is a talented person who would have excelled even if he had studied alone.

    However, apart from things such as concentration and effort, it took time for the danjeon to grow in Kihaehyeol, and Geon-woo, who is still in the introductory stage, had a short breakfast time.

    "Huh, when will Uncle come back?"

    "You will be here soon."

    I try to look dignified and casual, but I can see the anxiety inside. No, I feel it.

    Jang Soon-pil changed the topic.

    "Do you remember the Middle English you learned before?"

    "Yeah."

    "Good morning. This is Park Gun-woo."

    "Great!"

    "Have you eaten? I am okay. Thank you."

    "Unbelievable! How did you know that?"

    "Your uncle said it once before."

    "Heh heh heh heh."

    It''s a talent, it''s a talent.

    Do you remember what you once heard without forgetting it?

    A student is so clever, how could he not be excited as a teacher?

    "The unmanned are all eccentric people. As I learn to speak, I teach them not to make mistakes."

    "Yes, uncle."

    If you learn martial arts, you will return to Earth, but what is wrong with learning? In a situation like the present, where we do not know the safety of Suho, we needed a material to turn away from reality for a while.

    Three days passed, and when all of the emergency food provided by Jang Soon-pil ran out, a faint scream was carried in the wind from inside the cave.

    in key.

    "What is it?"

    "Coo!"

    The hideout is not safe.

    Ilgom and the flying dragon moved, and Jang Soon-pil and Geon-woo followed them, which is now the safest place.

    *Uncle returned to his normal appearance.

    "It''s your martial arts teacher."

    "Yes?"

    "It''s an S-class mercenary level. Say hello before dinner."

    "Yes, Uncle."

    As Uncle pulled out firewood and fresh meat from the air, Geon-woo approached the newly joined Moorim.

    ''The people of the Moorim said there were a lot of eccentrics.''

    Uncle Jang Soon-pil was definitely right.

    He was wearing only a pair of legs and a leggings in panties that were as big as bulky ones. Her bare feet were swollen and she had toes with missing toenails, so it looked like she needed treatment right away.

    Above all, the thick waistband and the leather straps similar to suspenders connected at an angle on both shoulders looked strange.

    Its skinny body was split with clear muscles, which made the odd appearance even more strange because of this.

    "I @!#!@ ."

    "I''m Park Gun-woo."

    "good. I promise to be a @@!benefactor !@#!@I will give you nothing !@!@#."

    I couldn''t understand everything, but I could understand the general situation.

    This man has received some favor from his uncle.

    "The martial arts pyreganji that you will learn."

    "Berpedo Ganji."

    I quietly looked back.

    When Uncle Jang Soon-pil wakes up later, I''ll have to ask him what he means in Korean. Now I just remembered the sound.

    Geon-woo was about to shake hands with the man''s abruptly extended hand.

    Shush.

    The hand that moved swiftly grabbed my wrist instead of shaking hands.

    "Well?"

    Is it because his wrist was snatched by an uncle who looked like a pervert? It was strange to have an upset stomach.

    "It feels weird."

    "!@#!@#!@"

    The uncle let out an angry voice, then slumped down and pointed to the floor. I''m asking you to sit down.

    "You are a son. Dang Gun-woo."

    "Yes?"

    This man got my name wrong.

    Then my uncle came and slapped the man who looked like a pervert.

    * Toothless.

    The stone plate pork belly was cooked with a murderous sound.

    While Jang Soon-pil and Su-ho were constantly playing with chopsticks, Geon-woo looked at the back plate with his back turned in a corner.

    When his nephew was concerned, Suho looked at him for no reason and asked.

    "Hey, are you mad?"

    "No work."

    See you answer right away.

    You must have been very hungry

    "Hey, don''t do that, come and eat some."

    " ."

    I''m not even saying I don''t like it.

    "Hey, I''m sorry. I apologize."

    "Great."

    Dang Jin-cheol turned around and looked at this side.

    The saliva on the corner of the mouth catches my eye before the blue bruised eyes. The body that was captured before Suho.

    "If you don''t eat, will you clean it up?"

    "Damn, how can the chief of staff be so petty? I will accept my apology generously."

    Dang Jin-cheol came quickly and ate the meat like a man possessed.

    "Aww."

    "Use chopsticks. chopsticks."

    "It was said that even an educated person is blinded by hunger. My Daehyeop was captured a month before he was captured, and I have eaten less than a handful of barley."

    "How many days have I been?"

    "I passed out for three days."

    Suho looked at Jang Soon-pil, who had taken good care of Geon-woo, with happy eyes. After picking up the craftsman, he became a trustworthy subordinate.

    His grudge will be repaid at any cost.

    "It looks like Daehyup and Ai are from Earth, but what about this one, John Seongdaemyeong?"

    Dang Jin-cheol continued the conversation naturally while teasing his hands non-stop.

    "I am not uninhabited. He''s just a nerd."

    "Are you working as a blacksmith?"

    "It''s been a while since I''ve held my hand, but now I have to grab it again. Now it is just a bell to guide you."

    It was Jang Soon-pil who lowered himself to a servant, but Suho changed his mind.

    "He''s a researcher in my family."

    "Huh, how can a counselor of the Milyangbak family lower himself to be a servant?"

    Although Gasol and the species are different, there are some people who talk meanly among dogs.

    The head of a powerful family, the boss, etc., are the foodies and gassols who are treated with utmost respect, but to be humbled because they are servants.

    It''s funny.

    "Call me Jincheon. By the grace of Daehyeop, I have decided to take over this child''s martial arts teacher. It looks like we will be together for a while, so please take care of us.

    "I wish you well."

    Suho grinned and took out more meat and bread from the achievement shop.

    "Hey, how is this bread so soft?"

    It was so gluttonous that he looked like someone who had been starving for just one month.

    "Hungry is the saddest thing."

    I know the pain of hunger better than anyone.

    Suho remembered the past and took out food by consuming achievement points until he knocked on his stomach.

    When he took out a beer and turned it around one by one, he seemed to be satisfied with his food, and his eating speed slowed down.

    "Hey, there''s no magic pouch. In this world, big-eared bastards are all in trouble, how does that work?"

    They seem to misunderstand what they took out of their inventory as a subspace pocket. No, this isn''t inventory, it''s just bought from the store.

    "I don''t know."

    "It''s a mystery."

    Dang Jin-cheol admired, but did not ask further questions.

    His appearance is weird, but he is a bright person with good manners.

    ''You have found a good martial arts teacher.''

    When Jang Soon-pil smiled happily, Dang Jin-cheol smiled face to face without knowing English.

    "Then will Daehyup stay in this snowy mountain from now on?"

    "no."

    The purpose of coming to the nine heavens is not one.

    "I came here for three purposes."

    Jang Soon-pil''s face became heavy.

    "One is tourism."

    "Huh, that''s a great reason."

    There is no better ticket than Kangho''s tour.

    "The second is my nephew''s military service level."

    "You have great talent. We''ll have to do a more accurate pulse to find out, but it''ll be second-class in five years."

    Suho chuckled.

    If it is second-rate master level, it is a grade A on Earth.

    It''s not a bad achievement unless you force a child to hunt monsters. Isn''t that saying that you can become an A-class Awakener without ever having been through a real battle?

    I was 17 then.

    "The third ."

    "Leader."

    Jang Soon-pil hastily dissuaded him, and Suho looked puzzled.

    "Why?"

    "It''s not that I don''t believe in small groups here, but if you spit it out, you can''t pick it up, so I think it''s better to save it."

    I mean don''t say

    Suho still had a puzzled face, and Dang Jin-cheol seemed to understand more than that. He is bright with good manners.

    "Heh heh, the moon looks so bright."

    "What kind of daltaryeong is it all of a sudden? Anyway, I''m here to avenge my subordinates."

    Dang Jin-cheol''s eyes twinkled at the word revenge.

    Jang Soon-pil opened his mouth as if he had given up.

    "The king of Namgung."

    "Well? Namgung Jangcheon?"

    Dang Jin-cheol''s face turned into an absurd one.

    "Obviously you should have been more careful."

    Dang Jin-cheol''s eyes looked at the group.

    "If I were still a member of the Moorim League, I would have cut you down."

    talk about not now.

    "Magma Moorim, he is also my enemy."

    " Did you say that you are now the Moorim Maengju?"

    "Right. A year ago, he became the 27th moorim leader."

    " ."

    "For what reason did Jang-hyung get involved with Eun-won?"

    "My former master."

    " ."

    The word "paper" was not an empty word.

    Dang Jin-cheol, who was pondering his memories, was surprised to see Jang Soon-pil. There were rumors that the excellent swordsman of the Namgung family was actually from Earth... .

    "Maybe Jang-hyung!"

    His nickname, which had been fading in his memory, came to mind.