The World’s Best Childhood Friend Chapter 123

< Episode 123 > Isn’t this…? (2)

[Chuckling…]

[Chuckling…!]

My head pounded at the sound of laughter in my ears. What’s so good about it?

It was pretty unsightly to be smiling all day.

“Can you please be quiet?”

[Seduce Ayu…. I can count on five fingers such a refreshing moment in my whole life

.]

“You’ve lived so long, but these are only five fingers…?”

[Chuckling!]

I couldn’t stand Shin Noya’s rudeness any longer and went out of the training ground. A cool breeze

blew, but I couldn’t feel anything because of the heat on my body.

It’s been a day since I had a fight with Namgung-jin last night. Thanks to the accident,

the family was turned upside down. It was

the fact that I had a fight with the Namgung Family, but

the problem was that the Namgung Family admitted defeat.

“It doesn’t look like that, so why

is it all of a sudden…” How much do you like each other if you promise only the reward of the bet and I lose? I would have been able to keep the head of the household

. This would make things difficult for me as well.

Fortunately, I didn’t say I used a sword.

The justification for paying the sword was also on my side, and even if my hand was excessive,

Namgung-jin also acknowledged the mistake, so it will not move into a dispute between the three families

.

However, apart from this, there were other major problems.

‘This is because of Danoya…’

[Look at this guy…? You helped me yesterday, so you’re blaming others.]

‘If you’re going to help me, help me until the end…!’

A disciple is something, a disciple.

To be a disciple to the head of the Namgung family in the world. what kind of crazy word is this

Having said crazy things to that arrogant and proud man… My head was pounding

.

Seeing the man leaning against a tree with his eyes closed, I felt that it was getting worse

.

the man tells me

“He came out.”

“…Since when have you been waiting?”

“Not long ago.”

Changcheon Sword King Namgungjin was waiting for me leaning against a tree. By the way, this

was the first time I had seen it since yesterday when I was dragged half bound.

“Are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“The body.”

“It’s okay. There are no injuries.”

Although it was said that it was a sword dance, neither I nor Namgung-jin

were harmed. It wasn’t that Shin Noya swung his sword to kill him, and Namgoong

Jin’s sword didn’t even touch him.

Namgoongjin was looking at me quietly. I don’t know what kind of gaze it was, but the handsome face resembling Namgung Cheonjun

was very burdensome.

“I made sure that no harm was done to Confucius.”

“ ”

“Why is that?”

It was because I was very uncomfortable with the name change. Not to mention the name, even the tone of voice

. Confucius …. Right now, just yesterday, you were bloody, so you are your bastard, so let’s leave it like that.

“If you don’t like the title, I can call you Master.”

” no.”

[Chuckling…!]

Namgung-jin continues my firm words.

“I don’t think you meant that.”

“sure. I wasn’t serious.”

[Why are you ignoring my sincerity? I was sincere.]

I ignored Shin Noya’s words. Right now, my head was full of thoughts

about how to deal with the situation .

It was because there was some kind of excuse for trying to suppress it with a sword. Not only did they not use bets

, but they also reached the climax, and the Gogu family

was a family that used martial arts and swords at the same time.

I was able to do it because of my great talent. If so, is there anything to refute? Even if there

are doubts and complaints, there is no way to dig them up.

However, there was no answer to the use of the Namgung family’s swordsmanship. There is no way to explain it.

He wasn’t Namgung’s secret illegitimate son, nor was he a secret

disciple. ‘

What did you really do to me?

‘

I looked at Namgoongjin. Yesterday’s anger had gone, and his eyes had grown calmer

.

Namgoong-jin, who was standing still, spoke to me.

“I haven’t made this public yet.”

cool words.

“No threats. I am not in a position to do such a thing. My gi will also agree.

After all, the daughter is supposed to be betrothed to Confucius.”

There is no sign of anything special. Do you have any thoughts about Namgoongbia? It didn’t look right for her to give Namgoongbia’s

opinion casually without asking.

It worked the way I wanted it to, but the feeling of discomfort remained. “As I said yesterday, if there is something you want, I will listen

to it, and if you want to

kneel, I will kneel .

How dare you say such scary and burdensome words casually.

“…What is this? What are you trying to do?”

“What is this? That’s ridiculous. Confucius writes without knowing what it is

?”

know. The value of the sword Shin Noya showed him last night. Even more so

, if it was Namgung-jin, he would find out more.

I want to be able to come out with a low profile like this.

“This is what I need more than anything right now.”

Namgung-jin may have been seen as a piece of enlightenment or simply fascinated by the sword

.

Valuable martial arts are like poison to unmanned soldiers. If you become addicted to it prematurely, you

will not be able to get out of it.

The problem is that I have no way of giving him this.

Showed, but no way to tell? What kind of dog food is this?

Now that I’m here, I really don’t know. If you say…

‘Can you believe me?’

[I’m sure you won’t believe it.]

‘…’

I stopped thinking at Shin Noya’s laughing voice. Then, out of curiosity,

I asked Namgung-jin.

“Aren’t you curious why I can use Namgung’s sword?”

This was an important question. As Namgung-jin, he is not asking what he should be asking

.

Isn’t it strange? No matter how blind he was to swordsmanship, he didn’t ask the most important words

.

At my question, Namgung-jin put on a rather strange expression.

“Do I need to ask?”

“What…,

“Confucius must be the same person as them. I mean, there is no need to ask.”

them?

‘…Who are you talking about?’

The words that came out of Namgung-jin’s mouth were unexpected. It wasn’t that I hadn’t thought of anything,

but I was already making a close guess of certainty.

I wondered if he was referring to the Dark Night Palace, but it probably wasn’t. It wasn’t a name that would stand out

in the current situation .

If so, who are they that Namgoong-jin is talking about? Who is it that makes Namgoong-jin

pass by so casually?

Namgung-jin’s eyebrows furrow as I’m not saying anything.

“Confucius…?”

“you’re right. I didn’t know that the head of Namgung knew about it.”

When Namgung-jin tried to raise his suspicions, he answered with an iron plate placed on his face. If it is not,

it is because there is no right answer to give.

[How can you be so shameless…]

‘Don’t say anything because this is because of Danoya’s shit.’

[Is it okay to do that?]

‘It’s not okay. It’s all because of Noya.’

[They say you don’t think about cheap food and blame me again, so you’re a rotten bastard.]

If you make a mistake, you’ll end up taking the Namgung family’s head as your disciple, but should

n’t you do something? I don’t know what they are

, but they were the ones that

made Namgoong-jin understandable right away . As a blood relative of the Gu family

, it wouldn’t be strange

if I belonged somewhere and possessed the swordsmanship of the Namgung family .

‘…what?’

When I thought about it, there was no organization that came to mind. Dark Night Palace alone is enough,

but I have to think of something more. There were people who met

such absurd conditions in the first place ?

‘I don’t remember.’

In this case, it could be an unknown group or maybe Namgung-jin’s scheme

.

There were so many things rolling around in my head. When repeating complicated thoughts,

Namgoongjin continues talking to me.

“Since you tried to teach me by revealing your true identity,

I think you must have wanted something.”

“Yes?”

Of course, there was no such thing as a wish. Even if there was such a thing,

he wouldn’t have asked Namgung-jin.

[It turned out to be interesting.]

‘…Are you enjoying this right now?’

I don’t know where the twist came from and I think my brain will burn, but Noya just laughed

and said it was fun. What is Namgoong-jin thinking about my back?

“I want to talk right away, but before that,

I need to talk about my subordinates first.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I heard that Confucius’ attendant was beaten by my subordinate yesterday and is now lying in bed.”

“…you’re right.”

The attendant’s name was Bihee. As expected, he didn’t come to mind when he heard the name, so

they weren’t very close.

Still, I remember the eyes that looked at me at the end.

“That’s why Confucius put my men in a half-dead state and laid them down.”

“I don’t think you’re trying to blame me for that, but what are you trying to say

?”

“Of course, I’m not blaming it, it’s just because it’s important.

No matter how high the Namgung family is, it’s not enough for other families to treat the servants that way

.”

Yeah that’s why it’s even more absurd and absurd.

It is not a place where Kuga goes to the level of being ignored, let alone a place where he has been looking for an engagement

. Did he treat the attendant of blood and blood who was scheduled to be engaged there that way?

It couldn’t have been unless I had seen even the neighborhood anthill.

Namgoong-jin says that he is judging that.

“No one has ever done that.”

“…what?” “

I mean,

no one in the male palace, including me, has done such a thing .”

Did you come to ask me to teach you martial arts?

It seemed like a tantrum would flare up inside.

“Then, is the guy I bumped into at least a ghost?”

It reminds me of the man I met in front of the annex door. Feeling strange in the reaction or behavior of the attendant,

he subdued and attacked, and as a result, the attendant

was lying there sick.

Namgoongjin asks me.

“That’s why I’m asking Confucius. Who was he?”

| | ..

..

…

“What the hell are you talking about…”

“The warrior that Confucius met is not ours. The fact that he made the attendant that way

and that he secretly abandoned it to his side. The subordinates did not know.”

I couldn’t help but look at Namgungjin with trembling eyes at Namgungjin’s words.

“Are you telling me to believe that absurd statement?”

“If you want to belong to Namgung, you must be banned. If you wish, I

will call my subordinates and confirm

.

From Namgung-jin’s expression and mood, it didn’t seem like he was telling lies, but

it wasn’t something he could easily believe.

The man who stood in front of the door and blocked me. After twisting his arms and breaking his ribs,

he knocked him out by striking his jaw.

Direct contact with the body was enough to feel the energy.

face. what did your face look like

…It’s blurry. No matter how fleetingly I saw it, I couldn’t remember it like this

.

“I already reported it to the head of the household, but I came here to make it more certain

. I will have to send a separate letter about this matter.”

“…What do the subordinates of the Namgung Family Head say?”

“They said they didn’t know, as if they had a memory problem as a group.”

No matter how much I listened to it, it was such a strange situation that I finally swallowed dry saliva.

If Namgung-jin’s words are correct, now Namgung-jin is coming as a disciple, and it’s Nabal, and it

‘s not a problem.

“…First of all, wait for the attendant of Confucius Eunja to wake up…”

Namgung-jin continued to say something, but he didn’t listen to the end and moved on.

[Where are you going? It seems like we still have to talk.]

‘I have to go see my father.’

A face that I can’t remember vaguely, as if there was a memory problem as a group.

Just hearing Namgoong-jin’s words kept the alarm going off in my head.

‘…That couldn’t have been.’

The characteristic definitely reminded me of ‘The Guy’, but I shouldn’t have said that.

He was the one who had to be stuck in the basement of the Gu family even at this moment.

Pudeudeuk Pudeuk-.

The sound of bones cracking fills the room. The man was touching his grotesquely

twisted arm and returning it to its original shape.

Pudeudeuk-.

“I would never have thought that a kid with hot hands would make me look like this. My chest was also smashed, you know

?”

The man speaks into the darkness. I thought no one was there, but I

heard an answer from over there.

“You could have run away, but you did something useless.”

“escape? This old man speaks easily. Do you think it will be easier for

Namgung to wash his sweet water ?”

“It was such a contract, so we must fulfill it.”

“It’s ridiculous.”

Saying so, the man threw a book into the darkness.

“As you wish, the enemy is here. Is this enough?”

“This is done, what about the second day?”

“Why ask if you already know? It failed because the intruder came at the end.

“

You mean the guy who made you look like that?”

“I would have been caught there if I had said that I couldn’t fit in pain. That’s why

it would be easier if I just catch him, kill him, and bury

him in the ground…” “I just wished I had failed. It was n’t anything particularly important

.”

In the first place, it would have been easier to twist the relationship if it had been tried as an unmanned class rather than a servant

. It was difficult for the man to understand what the damn old man was saying.

The old man tells the man

“That face was about this. You don’t have to stay in Namgung anymore. to come back

.

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“I was kind of attached to it, but it’s a pity.”

Along with the man’s regretful words, the muscles in his face grotesquely twist.

I

change

from a middle-aged

man

to an old man, from an old man to a middle-aged woman

, and finally to a boy.

I asked the old man, now a boy.

“Can I rest for a while now?”

The tone of voice was the same, but perhaps because the face had changed, the voice

had also changed to a completely different person.

“Next is Shaolin.”

“…Wow, is it true that Ral doesn’t even rest?”

“If you want to be released later, so be it.”

“Fuck… what can I do?”

The old man calmly answered the boy’s cursed question.

“As always, the things to steal are the same. The deadline will be enough

until winter is over, right?”

“You give me a fucking deadline. Do you know what to do when I get released?”

“I’ve heard it a hundred times more that you’re going to kill me first.”

“You know, I’m waiting for you.”

“Let’s wait for good results.”

No further reply came to the old man’s words. Because the boy

had already disappeared.

It’s always been the case, so the old man didn’t care.

The old man’s eyes were on the book in his hand. This is an interesting content.

It was related to the failure this time.

The person who sent the letter is written as Gu Chang-jun.

The old man reads the letter slowly and stamps it at the end.

It meant accepting the request.