Absolute Regression

Episode 135: Are you going to never fight in a bar for the rest of your life?

“How did you get here?”

My father answered my question with what he always says.

“I stopped by while passing by.”

No way? My father knew exactly what the Majons were doing, and he must have come after hearing that I was gathering with the four Majons.

With what mindset did you come out? Where did you see and hear it from?

Although I was very close to my father, it wasn’t to the point where I hesitated to ask such sensitive questions.

“For the first time, I sat down with Mazone.”

“How was it?”

“If my father hadn’t come, I would have definitely gone to see him as soon as I left the tavern. I would have gone to ask how the Mazon should be dealt with and dealt with in the future. “Ah, I shouldn’t make it a habit to ask my father for answers every time I feel frustrated.”

Normally, he would have just snorted at my half-sincere and half-flattering complaint, but today, for some reason, he said something. Those were words that touched my heart.

“You can worry about that in about ten years.”

“Are you going to accept it for the next ten years?”

My father’s snort came out at this moment.

“Did you not know it would be this hard?”

“I didn’t know.”

“You were so excited about establishing discipline that I thought you knew everything.”

“If I had known, I wouldn’t have said that. “The way I see myself from the outside is different, the way I treat myself is different, and I am also different when I get involved with other people.”

I made more death sounds on purpose. Because the more I struggled, the more my father would like me.

“you’re right. “I felt weak.”

“At least it’s a lot better than before.”

When I returned and went hunting with my father, it was different from now.

While we were talking, a small table was set for drinks.

My father ordered me to bring a simple stir-fried vegetable dish and the strongest liquor from the Pungryu bar. Jo Chun-bae must have been frying vegetables with all the skills he could.

“Let’s have a drink.”

I had a drink with my father.

“It’s very strong.”

“You drink and drink without fear, but are you afraid of hard liquor?”

“Did you like the person?”

“That’s how you see people. It’s a good thing you’re still alive.”

What kind of person is Chuma perceived by his father?

“What kind of person is Chuma?”

“He is a person who laughs and has fun while making fun of others. So it’s better not to open his liquor bottle carelessly.”

“The adults said that what they said was not wrong, but Hyeolcheondoma also told us to be careful of Chuma, who is a shady person.”

“He doesn’t know he’s being sneaky.”

I burst out laughing at my father’s words. When I saw the Hyeolcheon chopping block later, I thought I should make fun of it.

I asked my father while pouring him a drink.

“Have you ever had a drink alone with a drunkard?”

“there is.”

“How does Chuma behave towards his father?”

“He doesn’t say much to me.”

“Do you like to talk a lot?”

That was out of the ordinary. In fact, I think he might talk more and joke around in front of his father.

“Is it because you think you can’t fool your father anyway?”

“I don’t know. “How can you know what’s inside that person?”

“That makes me even more curious.”

“In the first place, poisonous things are glamorous.”

What I was saying was to not be deceived by drunkards for no reason.

“Don’t try to get into people’s minds. Just judge by what is revealed. That means fewer mistakes.”

“yes. “I will keep that in mind.”

I drank alcohol with my father. I asked my father as I filled my glass again.

“What do you talk about when you drink with your brother?”

“Why do you ask that?”

“I’m just curious. “Aren’t you teaching me all my weaknesses?”

“It’s a weakness that everyone can see, so why do I need to tell you about it?”

“What is my weakness?”

“That cheap sentiment that is just right to die for.”

I laughed happily.

“I live my life thinking of it as my advantage. If possible, let’s have fun and have fun. The road is long and difficult anyway. Threatening, tying up, and killing. Let’s not do this and have fun.”

“Do you think fun suits our work? “You die trying to have fun.”

Father, I can look for something. Fire weapons have never left my mind for even a moment. I can’t sleep even if I lie down. When I remember the image of Hwamugi dying again, I jump up and run to the training ground.

“Father, please live a happy and cheerful life now.”

“Once the authority and fear of the Heavenly Demon disappears, they will come to attack us with similar tactics.”

Suddenly, it occurred to me that my father might not be able to sleep at night like he did. You might not be fooled by the floral pajamas.

“I will try to become stronger.”

“You should be strong already. Only then will today’s meeting with the Majons be meaningful.”

“In that sense, please teach me a lesson.”

After his last meeting with his father, he had achieved martial arts again. My relationship with my father now will have a great stimulation and influence on my martial arts education.

My father got up and stood in the space next to the table.

“Here?”

“Are you going to never fight in bars for the rest of your life?”

“Not because of that. “If we fight in this narrow place, everything will be destroyed, right?”

Then my father said something unexpected.

“Who fights and destroys everyone like minions? “Whoever breaks something loses.”

The idea was to fight without destroying the things here.

I looked around where we were. It was narrower than the first floor and the ceiling was low. It was full of tables and chairs.

Are you dancing with your father here? Without breaking anything? It will truly be a more difficult dance than any dance I have done so far.

I looked down at the first floor. After my father came, everyone was sent out and the bar was closed, so Cho Chun-bae was the only one in the bar.

“Master, please go into the kitchen for a moment.”

“yes!”

“No matter what happens, don’t be surprised!”

“I’ve been so surprised today that I don’t have any heart left to be surprised.”

Jo Chun-bae hurriedly entered the kitchen.

I stood facing my father, three or four steps away.

“Did you say it was difficult?”

“yes.”

“It’s because I’m weak.”

As my father began to pray, I was out of breath. My father’s prayer, which was too much for even the Heavenly Demon Goddess to handle, was as heavy as Mount Tai, as oppressive as a swamp, and as sharp as a blade.

My father slowly pulled out the Heavenly Demon Sword.

“The Heavenly Demon must be someone who can kill when he wants to. “The only reason my opponent is alive before me is because I saved him.”

visor!

The Heavenly Demon Sword and the Black Demon Sword clashed in the air. The speed was the same, but the power in the sword was controlled.

visor!

The swords clashed once again in the air. I could tell. My father was speaking with the force of a sword.

This power is the standard.

He was telling us to fight only with this power, as if tuning a musical instrument.

This fight is not a fight you lose because you are weaker than your opponent. If you fail to control your strength, it is a losing battle.

visor!

There were only three tunings.

Clap clap clap clap clap!

The Heavenly Demon Sword and the Black Demon Sword clashed spectacularly.

I swung the sword only with the strength promised. Originally, each herbivore had its own power, so ignoring that power and fighting only with the current power required great concentration and mental strength.

At this moment, I had no limitations on my skills.

Since the regression, all fights have been restricted.

I just need to show my skills to this extent.

But now I fought without that awareness. I was confident that I could show my skills.

He told me not to trust people, but at least I trust my father.

I fought to my heart’s content and fought freely. It was a fight that was possible because he was my father.

The more I fought, the faster my body adapted to fighting.

Then my father raised the level of the fight.

Now the fight has changed from not destroying things to not touching things at all.

Are you saying you can’t touch the tables and chairs while avoiding your father’s attacks? He truly demonstrated the best concentration he could.

In the meantime, our clash was beautiful. The sword line created between the table and the chair was a memory drawn by a painter who had painted all his life, and the sound of swords clashing between liquor bottles was the sad joy and joy of an old musician. Then the paper tore and the strings of the instrument broke.

As the fight became more intense, restrictions increased.

When they reached the final stage, they even fought to protect the lantern hanging on the wall. It prevented the fire from going out due to the wind caused by the sword.

And at some point.

Easy profit!

My father’s sword energy flew out.

It was a sword energy unleashed with restrained power. If the skill had been used properly, the point would have been lost in this one move.

Sword energy flew from my dark magic sword as well. My sword energy, which was imbued with restrained inner strength like my father’s, dissolved my father’s sword energy in the air.

Paaang!

I threw my body to stop the wind blowing and blowing out the lamp’s light. It shook precariously, but did not go out.

The sword energy flies in succession.

If one misses, the sword energy flies backwards and destroys the wall. So then the person who threw the sword loses? no. In this case, the one who misses the sword technique loses the fight.

I was almost in a trance and fought with my father.

There was a lot of sound.

The sound of footsteps, the sound of the wind, the sound of a sword cutting through the wind, the sound of swords colliding, the sound of sword energy being released, the sound of sword energy dissolving, the sound of clothes fluttering, the sound of lamps shaking. Each sound contains the essence of martial arts.

I will definitely be able to reproduce this dance. There was no need to memorize it on purpose. Every meal was perfect and the situation was desperate. This fight will always be a source of learning for me because it was a series of moves that I will never forget.

After the dance, we put down our swords at the same time. The Heavenly Demon Sword and the Black Demon Sword entered the sheath at the same time, making a pleasant clicking sound.

I looked around and saw that not a single chair had fallen. There wasn’t even a small scratch on the wall.

“It’s a draw!”

“No, you lost.”

My father came and showed me the chopsticks container that was sitting on the table in front of me. The tip of the chopsticks that had been stuck in was cut off.

“Ah, it’s a mark where my sword energy has grazed. “When did you see this again?”

I looked at the chopstick case on the table where my father was and sighed.

“I lost!”

Even though we lost, it wasn’t a lost game. My father was truly amazed and impressed by my skills.

“I guessed it when I heard that you and Geukak killed Baek Mang-gi. “I hope you have achieved great things.”

You probably didn’t know it would be this bad.

My father must have been greatly inspired by me.

“What should I do now?”

I asked for directions. Where should my martial arts skills go? To the only person who can give the answer.

“From now on, just focus on practicing Pungshinsabo.”

That was the conclusion my father came to. And there was a reason for this conclusion.

“I stopped practicing Pungshinsabo.”

“Why did you stop?”

My father spoke honestly to me, who was shocked.

“I hit a wall.”

“If my father has reached a limit, I will never be able to overcome it.”

My father looked at me for a moment and shook his head.

“Even if I can’t overcome it, you can achieve greatness.”

“What does it mean?”

“This wall was created because of Guhwamagong. “I could not have achieved the greatness of Pungsinsabo if I had first learned the Nine Fire Magic Gong.”

“ah!”

I knew what it meant. There is also compatibility in martial arts. There may be martial arts that are not suited to you in the first place, and depending on what you learn first, you may not be able to achieve greatness.

“If you don’t achieve greatness before learning the Nine Fire Magic Gong, you will never be able to achieve it after learning it.”

“I will definitely achieve great success before then.”

If the Wind God Sabot reaches great prowess, it will be combined with the Bicheon Sword Technique, which has achieved twelve prowess, and will show another achievement. Later, when combined with the nine fire magic techniques, it will have a greater effect.

My father stared at me for a moment and asked.

“Are you still having a hard time?”

“Thanks to your teachings, I have gained confidence.”

“Are you still planning on becoming a cheerful Heavenly Demon?”

“I want to live with a smile.”

My father stared at me for a moment and turned away without saying a word. And when he went down to the first floor, he spoke indifferently.

“When you have time, come play baduk.”

Jo Chun-bae, who was hiding under the counter, bowed and looked up at me.

“Nothing is broken, don’t worry.”

Wouldn’t the magic I pursue be the magic that all the bar owners in the world like the most?

Cho Chun-bae said with a sigh of relief.

“This is the end of a long day.”

* * *

Cho Chun-bae’s day is over, but my day is not.

I went to visit Hyeolcheon Doma. He was sitting by the window and reading a book. I thought he was swinging his sword in anger, but he was calmer than I thought.

“You’re not practicing martial arts today.”

“Why did you come?”

“I came because I wanted to see the elderly.”

Before I brought up what happened at the bar earlier, I handed him what I brought first. Because I didn’t come to talk about that.

“What is this?”

“It’s a tonic.”

“Healthy medicine?”

Hyeolcheon Doma was surprised.

“You are thinner than when I first saw you. It is a medicine that stimulates the appetite and nourishes the body. “I got it because I was begging the devil, so you can trust its medicinal properties.”

Hyeolcheondoma was embarrassed. I was more embarrassed than when I was given poisonous liquor as a birthday present before.

“I’ll bring you the leader.”

“This is the person who suspects I am poisoned and will tell me to eat everything right in front of my eyes.”

Hyeolcheondoma burst out laughing at a joke that wasn’t my joke.

I lowered my voice to a whisper.

“Actually, this is what my father eats, but I got it because Ma asked me to. You know, right? My father takes great care of his body. So don’t worry about it and just eat it.”

As I was walking out, Hyeolcheondoma asked from behind.

“Why are you being so nice to me?”

I looked back at him and said.

“Because you are good to me, I am also good to you. I am doing this well because I think you will be more helpful than the other three Mazon. How selfish and calculating I am too. Well, Good night. Be sure to take your medicine. “We will check it through the investigator!”

I bowed to the man who was staring at me with deep eyes and turned around.

You have to do it when you can, because if you don’t do it now when it comes to mind, there will be no next time.

Finally, my long day came to an end. I got drunk late.

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