Then Cheong grinned and added a word.

“Including the person named Deokhyeonchinwang.”

Then Jayu’s expression became vaguely distorted.

He opened his mouth as if speechless, but in the end he held on to a self-deprecating cynicism.

“Didn’t I tell you? He only cared about me. “How could it be that I didn’t particularly care for the people because I had affection for them?”

“You know what. When they heard that the king had died, they ended up on the street crying and screaming. “Isn’t he such a great person that he would wail over someone he didn’t know leaving?”

“But that doesn’t mean it’s good.”

“That’s it. At least I think so, and the people crying on the street think so too. Then, like a man, you should be able to proudly puff out your chest and say that I have provided you with that much.”

“Huh.”

Freedom kept his mouth shut.

It seemed like he had a lot on his mind.

Hey, this guy is so shy.

Of course, even if someone doesn’t cry or praise someone, Cheong knows it when he sees it.

Wasn’t Jayu the best person out of all the people Cheong had ever met?

Of course, among the good guys, there is an overwhelming amount of blue, so if you compare the two, there is a difference like the sun and the moon, but since the rest of the good guys are at the level of fireflies, just being the moon is a great feat.

Cheongdo now had a rough understanding of the standards by which visible good and evil karma were measured.

If you cause harm to people, bad karma accumulates and you become a wicked person who is harmful to the world.

Only for people.

If you turn to evil karma and become a villain, you are not treated as a person but as a pest.

Because it was a harmful bug, killing it or breaking its spirit was beneficial to the world, so it was structured to acquire good karma.

However, this karma does not take into account personal circumstances, intentions, or nature.

Even if you have good intentions, if you end up forcing countless lives into suffering, you are a wicked person in the world. Even if you have evil intentions, if you make good people live and smile, you have done a great job.

It was a heartless stigma that evaluated only the results.

However, even the Qing was not heartless.

If you just say you like me, you can look at me like a grandfather or a sister-in-law, or you can pursue personal pleasure through fun dissection practice like any other evil person.

As for who can decide what they want.

Isn’t it a good deed no matter who cleans up the trash?

Is it a bad thing that you didn’t clean up the litter on the road?

If you pick up waste paper but don’t pick up plastic, you’re a bad bastard, and they’ll just laugh at you and tell you to pick it up yourself.

Isn’t it better for the worst bastard not to pick it up rather than picking it up clumsily? This damn bastard.

It’s not like Cheong has a job as a villain exterminator.

Isn’t there a duty to cut down all evildoers?

Even the damn mission window has missions like this and asks you which side you will take.

As long as they don’t force you to get rid of the bad guys.

At that time, Cheong’s thoughts, which were going well, took a turn for the worse.

hmm. It would be easier if I just forced it.

You know why I fell into this world.

I feel like I’m dying of anxiety because I don’t know his intentions.

It was the fundamental fear that Qing had.

Cheong still doesn’t know how to tolerate food.

It’s not a question of gluttony.

It’s because I just can’t stand it.

I still remember when I just fell into martial arts.

I also remember how terrible hunger was.

We know that when people are so hungry, they end up swallowing even bugs and rotten food scraps.

To a modern person’s sensibilities, the time when he had to shove disgusting filth into his mouth and swallow it with a searing feeling of nausea, and the time when he ate it while sobbing, clearly remained as an indelible stigma.

So, you must feel confident inside.

Also, if I become infinitely hungry, I am so afraid of the memories that come to me more vividly as I get closer to the tearing pain from starvation.

It was a dramatic experience in which my once peaceful and satisfying life suddenly fell into the abyss without any reason and turned into a situation no better than a bug crawling in a gutter.

Because it’s not strange if something that happened once happens again a second time.

How terrifying it is to have an existence that is not guaranteed.

Then, why don’t you do as you’re told, and suddenly lightning strikes and the genre changes to something like DLC Eternal Hell Experience?

At that moment, a warm feeling suddenly reached me.

“friend? Why are you like this? friend!”

In addition, Cheong quickly came to his senses when he heard a call.

“ah. ah? ah. “Huh-up.”

It was only then that Cheong realized that I wasn’t breathing.

Even after barely blowing air into my fussy lungs, I couldn’t control my trembling, so my legs immediately lost their strength and the backs of my knees felt sore and trembling.

Cheong frowned and forced himself to shake off his dirty feelings.

What, why isn’t Daejeong Seongong working?

Wasn’t this supposed to prevent something like this?

Why do you make people feel bad by asking things like this?

After my heart was broken, the words that came out of my mouth were extremely sharp.

“What do you need to know about being an emperor? Anyway, from what I can see, he’s a really bad guy. If you are an emperor, you should think about how to rule well like an emperor. What about Wulin and what about Heaven? “They’re all just trying to fill their stomachs anyway.”

“… … “I didn’t ask you to say something so profane.”

“Well, the Emperor is a mess. If heaven had sent him down, he would have sent him to do good deeds. Did he send me to sit on a high place and show off that I am the best child in the world? Tell them to die later and go to hell fire. “Good people should be blessed and only bad people should be punished.”

Actually, it was something I said to myself.

Good people should be blessed.

Only bad guys should be punished.

To Jayu, it was like a bomb that exploded out of nowhere.

In the highly developed psychosocial terminology of the other world, it was also called sudden acceleration.

Freedom’s expression hardened.

If you don’t know the inside of Cheong, this is what it sounds like.

He is said to have been manipulated by the emperor and holds a deep grudge.

Did you say you clearly have no parents?

If a girl who was so confident suddenly became so frightened that her face became pale, trembled, and she couldn’t even breathe, it was definitely something related to that.

Plus, hands. hand. hand.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine. no. It’s not okay. “I feel like throwing up.”

“Is that so? Then you can hold on a little longer until it calms down.”

“oh.”

Before I knew it, Cheong was holding onto Liberty’s hand without even realizing it.

Cheong was startled and took his hand away.

With a somewhat regretful expression, Jayu withdrew his empty hand and quickly massaged it with his other hand.

There was nothing I could do because I felt like it would bruise quickly if I didn’t knead it.

This is because Cheong’s grip strength was not normal.

Cheong also found himself blaming others in an uncomfortable atmosphere.

This was all because of the sister-in-law, Hosoin.

The arms that held me when I had a seizure were so warm and comfortable.

From then on, if you look a little anxious, I will immediately notice and hug you tightly, so if your condition gets a little worse, you will find the warmth of another person.

I only develop bad habits.

Before, I was alone and trembled.

Still, when you’re anxious, it’s best to have someone by your side.

One of the side effects of Sosu Magic Gong is that your hands are always cold and cold.

One of the advantages is that my hands are always cold, so I always feel warmth when I touch them.

Cheong was sad to see the remaining warmth in his hand disappear, but when he thought about it, he realized that there was no need to do so.

Don’t I have a similar family? do.

“If you have nothing more to say, can I just leave? “I’m not feeling well.”

“okay. “It looks like he’ll be busy too.”

Jayu said with a somewhat relieved expression.

—-

“Hey. hmm… … . Cheong, hey.”

“uh? why?”

“no. “Why are you doing this?”

The question was why he was being held in someone else’s arms, leaving his healthy legs behind.

“This is what my grandfather used to do. “If your legs hurt, you don’t have to stand.”

The idea was that if you are hungry, you can eat.

Tangnan tilted his head.

But they don’t feed you when you’re hungry, right?

However, since Choi Lyon nodded as if it was obvious, I can only wonder if they just grew up like that.

“I couldn’t sleep and I’m sleepy. “Grandpa, wake me up if anything happens.”

“OK. I need to sleep at night. “I’m going to go to sleep now.”

Then, he managed to lean over, get into a posture, put his head down and close his eyes.

Not some seven-year-old kid.

Is that a grown up kid?

Tang Nan-ah only tilted her head left and right in bewilderment.

The Taesang family looked at that sight with half envy, and then, thinking about it, the other half also admitted that they were just envious.

Then, he quietly approached Tang Nan-ah and asked, “Maybe.”

“Ah, are you sleepy too? “Would you like me to hug you?”

“Hmph, do you know who the kid is?”

“Aenani, look at your friend too. “They don’t say beautiful women are sleepyheads.”

“… … “Still, I’m embarrassed.”

That was natural.

It is an art that cannot be performed unless you have a fairly thick face like Cheong.

In response, Choi Lyon shrugged with a somewhat triumphant expression.

—-

“Look, Danggaju.”

“Yes, king. “Please speak.”

“I’ve been thinking about it for a while. “If you are thinking of having the king as your sidekick, please release the royal decree.”

Unravel the ritual.

It was a call to spread the medical techniques studied by the Tang family to the rivers.

“Your Highness, yes, that is.”

Medicine was also a strategic resource.

Even the same seriously injured person can be revived with excellent medical skills and added to the fighting force, so how could it not be called a resource?

“You don’t have to do it in the name of righteousness. Since you are benefiting the world, words that praise your family will be honored in the world. “How can you do that?”

“Yes, king.”

“Gunpowder smuggling into saltpeter mines. In addition, didn’t it seem like there was separate research on wall bombs? From now on, you can do it openly. “How do you feel?”

The message was that from now on, we should not do it secretly, but do it proudly in the name of the king.

It may be an indulgence, but in reality, if it is made openly, its ownership also goes to the king.

It was a threat to hand over medical techniques and firearms.

But I shouldn’t have done something that would have been treason if I twisted it.

“… … “I will solve it.”

“Don’t think too badly. I don’t know much about expensive medical techniques, but I guess it’s something I don’t know about either. “The Tang family may be called the best family in the world.”

Dantujuk’s expression also improved a little.

It’s not like I feel completely bad when I go from being poison-eating bastards to being called a family of warriors with the best medical skills in the world.

Besides, how could someone who is the head of a family not know the reason why people are saying this and that?

At this point, it wouldn’t be a bad idea for the five generations to take the middle or even the old faction and try to become the head of the martial arts faction.

“Are you planning to mobilize the military?”

“Everyone looked tired due to a bad death last night. “It will be in order before the sun rises, so just think about reviving the worn-out family property.”

Then, he sat down and leaned against the hastily constructed throne, indicating that he was leaving.

As Dantujuk left, a shadow rose from a corner of the basement and came trembling.

“Wang. How about this? “As a way to reconcile the government and the martial arts in the future, we only had a wedding.”

“noisy. It’s Guja. “How could a royal king who was buried in a corner of a mountain talk about his officials in such a grand way?”

Since the land of Sacheon is surrounded by natural mountain peaks, it would not be wrong to say that it is a corner of the mountains.

However, what is produced in that corner is rich in products and resources, enough to feed half of the central plains.

The young man, Yang Sang-guja, smiled and answered.

“Yes. Why are you hitting me when I put a gift in my mouth that I didn’t even prepare? “It doesn’t even hurt.”

“You are very open-mouthed. Now that it is done, go and tell them that it is time. “It seems I couldn’t live by relying on my brother’s mercy.”

“The dog must be very enthusiastic. If you want your wish to come true, you will have to be diligent. No, I told you there was no point in hitting him. “You can kick me, my king.”