Absolute Regression

Chapter 180

Episode 180 Unless you have a certain level of determination.

There is no way to describe the sound of this wind.

If I had to express it, it was like the sound of the wind blowing from the mysterious valley at the end of the world. It was a sound that was so cool and cheerful and seemed like nothing in this world.

The moment I heard the sound of Daesung’s speed walk, I felt it right away. I’m going to become addicted to this sound. The sound was as captivating as the crazy speed.

At first I was fast.

The speedboat that reached Daeseong was so fast that it cannot be described in words.

Of course, it was much faster than the state of composition. When I first asked to have a running race, I actually crashed into a tree and rolled around on the floor. I was prepared to show my father how reckless I was.

My father looked at me and laughed. I was prepared to make a big fuss like that.

But I ran better than I thought. My eyesight and body supported the fast speed. This is probably because he had completely adapted to the rapid pace of composition while going back and forth between the main school and the Murim Alliance.

Thanks to this, I was able to run at a similar speed to my father, even though I had just reached the great castle.

However, it required extreme concentration and mental strength. I was so dizzy and tired while running that I slowed down. As the speed slowed down, my father rushed up next to me.

“That’s pretty good!”

“Whose son is this?”

My father looked surprised and impressed. Of course, there was no concession on my father’s face. The father was the one who would never give up on fire, whether it was his son or anyone else.

“Son, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

It was a time when I was nervous because the tone was serious.

It was right then.

Boom!

I looked away from my father and crashed into a tree and fell to the ground.

“I was telling you to be careful!”

I felt my father’s cheerful laughter recede.

I jumped up and ran after him. Fortunately, my self-defense skills protected my body, so I was able to get up without any injuries.

“It’s a foul, it’s a foul! father!”

He insisted that it was a foul that I had bumped into him without paying attention. Of course, my father ran faster without even looking back.

I ran after my father again.

I could tell as I ran. What decides this match is not what type of martial arts is. Pungsinsabo’s speed walk and Cheonma flying technique were almost at the same level of light attack.

The problem was vision. The eyes cannot support the maximum speed that a light attack can achieve.

So eventually, once I get used to it, I will be able to win no matter what. Because I had vision that was beyond its limits thanks to the new eye technique.

I ran after seeing my father’s back in the distance. Just like when I first went hunting and saw my father’s back, now I see my father’s back while running.

I felt lonely then, and I still feel lonely now, but one thing has changed. The point is that the way I look at it has changed.

I liked this moment better than any other moment I’ve ever run in my life. I don’t know how my father felt, but at least I felt that my thoughts about him were growing.

The moment I thought of my father, I fell once more. Even if you lose concentration for just a moment, you will inevitably crash and fall.

I got up again and chased after him, but in the end I couldn’t catch up with my father.

When I arrived at our school, my father went to Cheonmajeon first.

If it were me, I would have waited and made fun of him, but my father knows how to tolerate teasing. I’m sure you’ll make fun of me the next time we meet.

I bowed my head in the direction of Cheonmajeon and expressed my gratitude once again.

The success of Poongsinsabo is entirely thanks to my father. It’s not just that the speed walk is faster. The dark spiritual walking has become more secretive, the blinking walking can escape from greater danger, and the bright walking walking has become the true walking of the flame king.

* * *

That evening, the trio gathered for a drinking party at Pungryu Bar.

“It’s been a while since you’ve been here, so I’ll buy you a drink today.”

The owner, Cho Chun-bae, said he would specially serve alcohol today. It was to celebrate the safe return of Seo Dae-ryong. Then Seo Dae-ryong said that he would only accept favors from his heart.

“This time, I won the dance competition and received the prize money. Today, I will buy a healthy drink. So, please cook all the delicious dishes.”

“Winning! Congratulations, Inspector.”

“thank you.”

“Is everything okay, Gongja Lee?”

“sure.”

When Jo Chun-bae went down to the first floor, Seo Dae-ryong’s boasting finally began.

“Ah, where should I begin to tell the wonderful adventures of this lone investigator? Wow! “When I first saw the Murim Alliance building, I felt destiny…”

Ian and Jangho looked at each other and laughed as they watched Seo Dae-ryong begin his epic story.

The story was so interesting that Seo Dae-ryong’s adventure story was not boring at all.

“You are truly amazing. Even if it was a non-dance dance, it was a real fight, right? “You don’t have much actual experience, but you managed to win.”

Jang Ho had a lot of practical experience, but Ian was just training every day. That’s why I was so surprised and envious of Seo Dae-ryong’s achievement.

“Of course, there were fateful and tragic encounters along the way.”

Seo Dae-ryong talked about the woman who supported him. Even that sad ending.

“…She was a woman sent by the Cheonmyeonghoe.”

Ian jumped up and cursed, and Jangho comforted him by saying that it was all experience. The two people were so passionate that Seo Dae-ryong felt like all his accumulated wounds were being released.

“This is why I was looking forward to this drinking party the most.”

“We waited longer.”

“Now, with that in mind, let’s make a toast.”

Seo Dae-ryong was very grateful to the two people. A woman who can be said to be the most beautiful woman in the world and the head of the Demon Army, an elite organization of the Heavenly Demon Church, are waiting for him and listening to him. What do you say?

“I have something to tell you two. “I also decided to walk the path of a true warrior.”

The ones that had a direct influence were Geommugeuk and Hyeolcheondoma, but the influence of these two was also very great. There was always a desire to become a person who would not be ashamed of these people.

Ian and Jangho sincerely congratulated him. If the inspector at Hwangcheongak was a military person, he would be a military person, but Ian and Jangho knew that the military person that Seo Dae-Ryong was talking about was a military person in a different sense.

“It’s something to be celebrated, right? To be honest, I’m scared that I’ll die early. “Aren’t you two scared?”

Then Ian smiled and said.

“I think life and death are already decided. “I feel at peace when I think that when and how I die is already decided.”

“This warrior was a fatalist.”

“I think so.”

On the other hand, Jangho had a different idea.

“I always live in fear of death.”

“really? Rather, I think Lord Jang is not afraid of death.”

“no. Even when I sleep, I wake up several times. “I often dream of dying.”

This was something neither Ian nor Seo Dae-ryong knew about.

The story about life and death continued. Then Seo Dae-ryong got excited.

“I almost died this time too.”

Seo Dae-ryong jumped up and unbuttoned his upper clothes.

“I still have four scars left on my body by the sectarians. This wound on my shoulder was suffered in the Battle of the Eight Gangs. There are two holes, right? This is the finals, and this wound here….”

* * *

I was listening to the conversation between three people next to the checkout counter on the first floor.

Jo Chun-bae and I laughed together at the sight of Seo Dae-ryong loosening his clothes at the end.

It’s truly a drinking club that drunkards will rush to join immediately.

Cho Chun-bae said with a kind face.

“They are really nice people. “If one person is missing, the remaining two people come and miss that one person.”

There were times when Ian was not there and there were times when Seo Dae-ryong was not there.

“I’m just going back now.”

“Didn’t you come to be with us?”

“It’s such fun, but I think we should get the three of us together today.”

“Then please wait a moment.”

Cho Chun-bae went to the kitchen and brought a bottle of alcohol.

“This is the liquor I saved up. Take it, have a drink, and sleep. This is a gift to congratulate you on your safe return. “Welcome back.”

Cho Chun-bae was truly happy for my return, like family.

“This time I saw a precious person in Moorim, and next time I have a drink, I will introduce you to him.”

“Then it’s good for me.”

You would never dream of that person being a Murim lord. But how can people know things? The day may come when the Murim lord has a drink at a pub.

“Thank you for the drink.”

So I said goodbye and left the bar.

I returned home looking at the moonlight. There was someone else I wanted to see. Gowol and Pungcheon religious leader. I wanted to run at a fast pace right now, but the two of them were too far away from the main school.

After returning from a long absence, there was a lot of work to be done. So I think I’ll have to postpone seeing the two of them for a bit. They weren’t worried. Because we are together.

While heading to my residence, I turned to Daechwirim. When I wake up now and think of someone to drink with, the first thing that comes to mind is intoxication.

As expected, Chu Ma was drinking alone in Chu Meng Lu.

My drunk wife put me on a ferry and headed to an island in the middle of the lake.

“Do you still drink a lot these days?”

“It has decreased significantly compared to before. “You’re only drinking one bottle today.”

“Thank goodness.”

“Thanks to Mr. Lee.”

“Is that because of me? “It’s thanks to the military officer taking care of me and worrying about me.”

I knew that Yeo-bin liked drinking, so I spoke kindly to her. I thought it would be nice to have a woman like this take care of the horses by my side. If you want your words to work properly, you should be a wife, not a subordinate.

It would be nice if I could step forward and continue the relationship if I felt like it, but I had no intention of doing so carelessly. If I got involved in the wrong way, I could have ruined what was supposed to be a good relationship.

From the railing of Qu Meng Tower, Qu Ma looked towards us and waved his hand.

I called out to him loudly.

“brother.”

Since it was just the two of us, I comfortably called him brother. Chuma showed with his facial expressions how much a single title can make someone feel good.

“Is your brother here?”

“I came because I thought my poor Sa-deung brother would drink alone.”

“Where is the fourth rank in the Palmazon? “The middle isn’t easy either.”

So the boat arrived at the island and went up to Chumenglu.

“What’s happening all of a sudden?”

“I want to have a drink.”

“Welcome back.”

The two of us had a drink together. We didn’t say anything and just drank quietly.

Because drunkards know alcohol well, they also know people who drink alcohol well. Does the other person want to drink while having a conversation, or does he/she want to drink quietly, like now, with the moon rising on the lake as a snack?

“I went hunting with my father.”

“It seems like you went quite a long way this time? amazing. How can you spend such a long time alone with the religious leader? “I’m going crazy.”

“It can be unexpectedly crazy fun.”

Chwima shook his head, saying there was no way that would happen.

I got to see my father cooking. It’s just a shame that I can’t say anything.

“I found out while talking to my father that he seems to have a high opinion of the Poison King and the Demon King.”

“If the religious leader lives highly, he will be recommended.”

Chwima spoke decisively.

“Not the Poison King?”

“The religious leader usually doesn’t like using poison. It’s never been said publicly, but everyone knows it. “The Poison King knows, but he pretends not to know.”

“Then why do Gwonma live so highly?”

I said I was researching the Mazons, but after returning and meeting them, I felt something new. To say you know a person, you have to meet them in person, talk to them, and experience them. Still, what people don’t know is people. What I knew was their actions, not them. The same goes for Gwonma.

“I and Kwon Ma only drank together once.”

“how was it?”

Chwima looked down at his glass for a moment, remembered that time, and took a sip.

“If you don’t have a lot of determination, it won’t be easy to defeat this person. “It made me think like this.”

This was the first time I heard a Chuma speak highly of another Mazon.

“But why the horse?”

“I was thinking of making one for my brother.”

Chwima asked worriedly because it meant that we were going to attract Gwonma to us.

“If you touch the horse in this situation, the Archduke won’t stay still, right?”

“That’s why. “Don’t be still.”

“what do you mean?”

“Now I have to compete with my brother, right?”

Because it meant that a full-fledged battle for successor would begin, Chuma’s eyes also became more intense.

“Are you confident?”

“I’m going to trust you.”

Chwima smiled and shook the empty liquor bottle when he heard that he trusted his brother to deal with him.

“Hearing that makes me want to drink another bottle.”

I poured my last drink into his glass.

“Hold on. “I need to spend more time awake from now on.”

* * *

The next afternoon, I headed to Dongkwon Gate, where the Invincible Kwon horse was located.

“I came to see Madam Kwon.”

The iron fists guarding the entrance looked at me with surprised faces. This is because there was an open rumor that his leader, Gwon Ma, was on the Archduke’s side.

“Please follow me.”

An iron fist guided me.

The eyes of the Tekkens passing through the East Gate were focused on me. White uniform, Blue uniform, Red uniform, Black uniform. They wore different uniform colors depending on their status. Their gender, age, and physical abilities were different. But they had one thing in common.

The fact that the body is bare without any metal parts.

I walked slowly among the iron fists who risked their lives with only their bare fists.