Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 560

[Episode 560] This is my seat.

Five days to one day passed in the morning.

People gather around with a buzzing sound.

Most of them were wearing light blue uniforms, symbolizing shamans, and surrounded them in a circle as if to confirm something.

Surprisingly, what they were surrounded by was someone’s corpse.

The body is a promising figure who will lead the shaman in the future.

It was the body of the dragon sword Ji-cheol.

The Blessed Sword Woobaek looked down at Jicheol’s cold body without a word.

Ji-cheol’s body was dead as the sword pierced his neck.

As the blood soaked the floor.

There is a letter left next to it that looks like a will.

The contents felt remorse for the shaman’s narrow-minded behavior and could not bear it any longer.

It was something like that.

Pudeudeuk.

Woobaek, who confirmed this, tightly clenched his fists.

OK.

Whoops-!

A huge energy emanates from Woobaek’s body.

Unlike the old, wrinkled body and the dried body.

Woobaek’s power was strong, just like the name of the top 100 masters in the midfield.

To the extent that the objects around him trembled.

“Keep it off…”

“Heo Eok…”

The shaman’s masters stagger as they clasp their chests.

In such a gap, Woobaek opened his mouth with ferocious eyes.

“When did you find the child?”

“It was a little over one hour. Elder.”

“…insira.”

It’s time that hasn’t been long since the time I was told to proceed with the work.

fast.

Recalling it, Woobaek bites his teeth hard.

Is it because of Ji-cheol, who committed suicide after being disappointed with the shaman? It wasn’t.

‘Who did this?’

Woobaek did not think that Jicheol committed suicide.

Absolutely not.

It had to be.

‘The shaman’s ghost has disappeared.’

It’s because the shaman’s ghost has disappeared.

Seeing this, the Three Great Disciples and some of the Second Great Disciples thought that Poongwoon Guido took care of the work.

Woo-baek was not.

Also, the great disciples and elders, including Wu Baek, did not see it that way.

In the first place.

‘There is no way of fortune.’

Because the demon of fortune that said it would appear was a lie.

In such a situation, Ji-cheol suddenly died.

It was also Ji-cheol, who was supposed to play the role of a lucky warrior in the middle of the night.

This meant that it was someone else’s work.

‘Who are you?’

Wu Baek thought with his cold eyes.

Who is it?

Who dared to do this in a shaman?

Even neatly without a trace here.

‘There is not even a trace of someone’s hand brushing, let alone the handwriting of the letter.’

It was neat enough to make you want to say that Ji-cheol wrote it down and killed himself by cutting his own throat.

It’s unbelievable.

Who would commit such a thing?

Maybe…

‘Is it really the road of fortune?’

At that moment, such a thought crossed his mind, but Woobaek erased it from his mind.

That’s also because it couldn’t be.

It’s been decades already.

The probability that a human who had never appeared before would actually appear in something like this was extremely small.

In addition, Poongwoon Guido has never killed a single person while stealing.

So, the culprit had to be removed.

‘Then who the hell is it?’

Woobaek vomits his wild energy and recalls it.

I express my concerns over and over again.

It wasn’t something to think about for long.

If it wasn’t for the road of fortune, there were only a few options left.

‘If it wasn’t for the shaman’s people in what happened at the shaman’s.’

After all, there were at most two options out of one.

“…I must go see the guests.”

Woo-baek says that and tells him to take care of the body, then turns his back.

cold to the point

The cold eyes of the old man seem to be about to fall.

but.

At least in those eyes.

There was no sign of mourning the death of the shaman.

Not even a little bit.

******************

In a lively atmosphere, I was drinking tea in the living room.

“hmm.”

He took a sip and savored it sweetly.

“It’s terribly tasteless…”

And I just put it down.

Also, I don’t know what kind of tea tastes like.

I sighed once and put the car away.

In front of me, Sungyul is drinking tea without saying anything.

Seeing that, I smiled.

“Is it delicious?”

“…I do not know.”

“okay.”

It’s a look that I really don’t know.

Looking at that expression, I said.

“say.”

“…yes?”

Seong-yul puts on a puzzled expression at the sudden statement. I looked at it and said.

“There is something I want to ask you.”

“how…?”

“It’s the eyes.”

“…”

His eyes are full of things he wants to ask.

It bothered me that he was doing that frustratingly, so I asked first.

“…That is.”

Then Seong-yul opens his mouth with hesitant eyes.

“In the past, when I did a dance with the Sword Dragon Sohyeop… there are parts I don’t understand.”

“at that time? why is that?”

“How… did you stop it?”

I tilted my head at Sungyul’s words.

I wanted to know what I was blocking.

“My life. Didn’t you stop it?”

“ah.”

are you talking about that

When Seong-yul was unable to stop the Celestial Killer and tried to kill Yeong-pung, I was asking why I controlled Seong-yul’s killing spree.

Seong-yul’s eyes were unusually interested, probably because he was so curious.

rather than interesting.

‘Is it hope?’

I felt that way.

‘I’ll have to ask how he did it.’

There was no way to explain it.

“I just told you not to do it.”

“…”

That was it.

to say don’t do it. That was all I did to Seong-yul.

but.

‘It’s hard to explain, but it’s not like there’s no way.’

I just wrote it in a special way.

this isn’t invincible It wasn’t even a bet or a gimmick.

I just gave the ‘command’.

The order was just a little special.

what this word means

‘Benefits after shedding.’

Physical growth and changes in Danjeon.

Including the larger bowl. It was another change embedded in my body.

The King of Darkness (暗王) described this as the power of a dragon.

‘It’s power.’

It seems like something that only contains words.

Actually it was great too.

At least the powers that the Dark King had explained to me were worth it.

The dark king, who was cursed with dragon blood, did not possess the strength of the original dragon.

It possessed an immortal body that could not die voluntarily and the power used by dragons.

What is power here?

I heard that it is not a specific energy, but a power that can be used only because it is a dragon.

‘The darkness used by the Dark King was said to be an authority.’

Or create an unknown black curtain.

The power to keep you alive no matter how many times you die by imprisoning you in darkness.

It was a power that matched the dark king.

‘It’s possible that he’s called the Dark King because he has something like that.’

Whatever it was, the power of the dragon was just that great.

It has such power just because it exists.

Isn’t it really a biased and absurd force?

such an absurd power.

It also existed for me who became a dragon.

the problem is.

‘…They say it’s such a great power, but I don’t know why it’s like this.’

playing with the dark

The power of the dark king who became a half-dragon after being cursed is so cool and excellent.

Actually, my authority was insignificant compared to his.

‘What is a dragon word?’

That was my power.

just talking

To listen a little better to what is being said.

That was the power of the dragon I saw.

It was a really odd thing.

“…at least when arguing. I will not support you.”

“yes?”

“no. nothing.”

It’s funny to have this kind of power.

It wasn’t even the power to get through.

It doesn’t work for nobles of a certain level, so it feels ambiguous to use it.

can’t do it

In the first place, when Magi was present, the power of dragon words was meaningless.

If you make it a mine, you will listen well anyway, but what does this mean?

‘It’s no different from just trying to alleviate my guilt.’

The guilt you feel when you corrupt others.

It was safe to say that it was the power to alleviate it.

‘It’s funny. I won’t use it as a demon unless I’m going to kill it anyway.’

Even if you kill him, he won’t be mined unless he’s cheap.

That was my rule of thumb.

‘I don’t think it’s useless, though.’

Thinking that, I looked at Seong-yul in front of me.

‘It worked. Surely then.’

Seong-yul tried to kill Yeong-poong with a celestial star.

Then I wrote a dragon to him.

When I said it with all my strength, Seong-yul instantly solved his life.

when you see it

‘Dragon words can control the Celestial Spell.’

I thought maybe it was.

That is the reason why Seongyul is not made into a demon.

I’ll put that question aside for a while.

‘I should definitely check.’

Make sure it works or not.

If the decision is not made, then I will go and corrupt it into a demon.

That was the thought.

‘If it was originally, I would have done it now.’

There are also experiments to see if it is possible to control the Celestial Star.

There was another reason why Gu-tae was reluctant to make Seong-yul a demon.

‘If only he hadn’t had a relationship with the blue sea sword.’

If I hadn’t had a relationship with the deceased nobleman, I would have turned him into a demon long ago.

It was a bit of an embarrassing situation.

-Please find peace.

I remember the face of the old man who worried about my serenity.

There is only one reason why he hesitates while looking at Seong-yul.

Seong-yul looked at me and asked me what to say.

“I… Small Hyeop.”

“why.”

“Can I ask you something else?”

“What.”

what more is left

Well, I don’t have a lot to ask.

‘What are you going to do with yourself? where are you going now What to do and so on.’

Rather, it was strange that Seong-yul followed him without asking anything.

By the time I thought I was going to ask something like that.

“I wanted to ask how a shaman called herself a fortune-teller.”

“…!”

At the completely unexpected question, I raised my eyes to see Sung-yul.

When I looked at him with a puzzled expression, Seong-yul was staring at me with his characteristic yellow face.

“You… how did you know?”

How did you know? I asked, full of surprise and wonder.

“I am.”

In response to my question, Seong-yul said this without changing a single expression on his face.

“You can feel their lies.”

“what?”

Again, this was a strange answer.

Can you feel the lies?

He tried to ask for a detailed explanation about this, but Sungyul’s words came first.

“Yesterday, around the time I faced the Blessed Sword. I felt a lie from him.”

There is also a Seochaldo that says that the road of good fortune appeared. words about him.

Most of them were lies.

“Oh…”

I said, and my eyes lit up.

If that statement is true, it is a very useful ability.

‘Did the Sword Demon have this ability?’

surely.

There were words that he used to speak in his previous life.

[Chuckling…. I hate lies. That’s why you die.]

The words you always say when you kill your opponent.

‘Come to think of it, he must have been an advisor.’

It reminded me that most of the roles torturing the captives were sword horses.

when you think about it

Sungyul’s words were credible.

“that’s interesting. Was that even possible?”

Seong-yul’s eyes widen this time at the words he spat out as if he was surprised.

“…do you believe it?”

“Yes. Then that would be it.”

To be honest, I did it because I had previous life experiences.

Who would easily believe that?

“So it’s more of a question. Why are you telling me this?”

“…”

is not a word that can be easily spit out.

You can find out the other person’s lies.

This was pretty dangerous information.

Even more so, the holy rate is a thousand deaths.

There are plenty of reasons to kill. It was a strange thing to give a cause like this.

“…I’m expressing it to Sohyeop.”

“expression?”

“It has this ability. It expresses that. This is one of my most useful organs.”

“why?”

Let’s ask with a question.

Seong-yul looks at me and speaks calmly.

“I have to let you know that it is of any use. That’s why you won’t forsake me.”

“…”

It was quite cool after saying it calmly.

“…that’s it.”

I thought he was just a madman who didn’t know the world and was suffering from madness.

Surprisingly, Sungyul’s eyes were stinging.

‘Pretend to look stupid. Did you watch everything?’

That I was measuring something with Sung-yul.

It seems that he was watching everything.

That wasn’t to say whether the temperament was useful or not, though.

‘Even if it’s not like that, it’s useful.’

Currently, he is staying at the peak of maturity at an age where he has not moved forward.

He has the talent to become a swordsman in the future.

For that alone, the value of Sungyul was excellent.

“What if I hear that information and abandon you or kill you?”

“I thought it was a story worth telling. It doesn’t matter if you kill me…”

It doesn’t matter if I die.

But being abandoned is problematic.

Those words were subtle.

“That is a strange word. Why are you afraid of being abandoned by me?”

At most, it’s less than a month since we met.

They were affectionate and nabal, and none of them came into being.

From Seong-yul’s point of view, it’s only natural that he has resentment since he’s been dragging him around.

Rather, to vomit information in order not to be abandoned.

It was incomprehensible to me.

and.

“I don’t know either.”

Sungyul also expressed the same.

“So I want to take the time to find out why.”

“You’re pretty crazy, you too.”

“…”

That’s what I meant to follow.

He sighed as he looked at Seong-yul with a puzzled look on his face.

“You know what to do.”

It is a position that should be led from the beginning. It wasn’t something to throw away.

Not yet.

Thinking so, I took out another word.

“I asked about the Way of Wind and Wind.”

This was the question Sungyul asked earlier.

Why did the shaman tell lies about the Way of the Wind and the Wind?

“just. It’s a political thing.”

political talk.

That’s right.

“The shaman swordsman who just became the leader and the shaman faction that is growing as a result.”

It was a time when countless stories broke out while boarding the flow of the times.

The leader is placing sword belts here and there to increase stability and increase approval ratings.

Thanks to that, the status of shamans is also increasing day by day.

in such a gap.

‘If rumors spread that Poongwoon Guido was targeting a shaman.’

The interest in it will grow even more.

The munpa chosen with the return of Poongwoongwido.

Roughly, that’s how it feels.

‘There.’

I remembered Ji-cheol last night.

‘It’s like gulp down even the nobles of the volcano.’

The thing he tried to jump into by taking advantage of the disappearance of the sword.

I wondered why a guy with an injured arm, even if it was an order, would do such a thing.

‘It must have been because the circumstances were clear.’

who injured his arm.

He must have been stuck in a medical crown for treatment, so there was no possibility that he would be accused of being a criminal.

‘Perhaps even the guys who stood guard were talking about it.’

There was a high probability that everything had already been discussed.

no i’m sure

Originally, Ji-cheol, a ghost, would have run away by calling himself a good fortune-teller.

In that case, originally, the volcano side will hold the shaman responsible for not keeping it properly.

‘Public sentiment will be affected.’

-It’s an item that was robbed by another person, not by another person.

-You mean to blame the shaman for that?

It is very likely that the same words will come out.

Originally, that was the public sentiment.

‘Maybe this could be the story.’

I don’t want that. There was a possibility that they could talk with the open side a long time ago.

If that happens, it will be difficult for the volcano side to take responsibility easily, and the shaman will…

‘You can take care of both ghosts.’

In the shaman, it means that you can keep the desired attention and even the ghost, and also get the lost shaman’s ghost.

Even if the volcano says to ignore it and take responsibility.

‘It has already gained attention, and even though it is a political faction, it is possible to lower the position of Hwasan, which is not pro-Murimmaeng.’

It was said that no matter what the shaman did, it was the part that benefited.

It’s like a fucking thing.

I wonder if this is what political parties do.

‘I’m going to stay calm and learn martial arts. He’s doing politics like this.’

Beaten up later in bloodshed.

It couldn’t have been the ascents.

Oh sure.

‘Thanks to that, the work was easy.’

Thanks to a few strokes of luck.

It made things a little easier on my part.

It’s because the shaman was rotten and rotten.

And that.

The same was true of what would happen from now on.

Swoop.

I turn my eyes to the presence felt outside.

[Are you there?]

It seemed that someone had found a place.

At that, I got up and went outside.

There were several shaman figures outside.

In the center stood the shaman’s elder, Biseonggeom Woobaek.

Woobaek looks at me and smiles slightly.

“You must be resting. I’m sorry for coming over here.”

“no. How did the elder come to you? You must be very busy.”

It was a reference to Ji-cheol’s death and the robbery.

Woobaek’s eyebrows tremble slightly.

“…you must have heard. Things got a little complicated.”

“It was a time when I was worried. Are you all right?”

“…haha. Thank you for your concern.”

Wu Baek spoke to me out of concern that he didn’t put his heart into.

“It shouldn’t be like this, but… It happened in the main text, so I came here because I had something to ask for your understanding.”

“What is?”

“Would it be all right if I searched the place for a while?”

“…!”

At that, I immediately frowned.

“Elder, are you suspicious of me?”

“I’m sorry to the former So-hyeop, but it’s just a confirmation.”

“under.”

I had to gasp at those words.

He even showed his wrist.

Yesterday, Woo-baek said that he would wear a wrist with Yeon Eui-seon.

“They put things like this up for surveillance. When things eventually break out, they even search for them. What nonsense is this…!”

“…I’m sorry. Just to make sure it’s one thing. Please forgive me.”

fast.

had to grind it

Then, with thumping steps, he came out of the dorm.

“…it’s absurd. You can do it if you want. However, I will never forget this rudeness shown by the shaman.”

“…”

He spat out like a growl and moved away, and Woobaek nodded.

Immediately, the shaman’s warriors rushed into the residence.

After that, they searched as if they would not leave a speck of dust behind.

not so long ago

“Come on, Elder!”

A Do-in brings something to Woo-Baek with a startled voice.

“I found… I found it.”

The thing I carefully brought from my drawer was a blue jade bracelet.

Yes, it is the item the shaman wanted to exchange.

Woobaek looks at me with surprised eyes.

“What is this? small narrow.”

A cool voice.

I stuttered at Woobaek’s question.

“This… why is this in my drawer…! It’s something I don’t know!”

“…”

He tries to say no, but Woobaek’s eyes are already sunken.

“right now.”

Perhaps it was a sign of anger, Woobaek’s voice was trembling with anger.

“Keep the authors down. and put him in prison The disposition will be taken directly by the ‘lord’.”

Woobaek spoke with a voice that would kill him at any moment.

At Woobaek’s words, the cultists approached as if trying to subdue me.

Although I was trembling as if I was terrified at the sight.

Inside, I had to smile.

‘It will burn well.’

Dry and rotten firewood.

Those were good ingredients that would burn endlessly once burned.

Looking at what the shaman is doing now, it was exactly that.

While being calmly subdued, I quietly conveyed the words to myself.

‘Smart.’

To the earthworm who is frolicking somewhere in a faraway forest.

‘I’m ready. Bring me.’

immediately.

Food deuk-!

A vibration echoed somewhere in the distant forest.