The Return Of The Crazy Demon sky MTL - chapter 82
Ch 82
Why is the collaborator strong?
“There’s no pain anywhere, but you keep coming to trouble the teacher.”
Strangely, every time I look at Moyong Bag, I feel like I haven’t seen it for a long time. I also don’t know why.
Mo Yong-baek said while examining my expression.
“You are welcome to come at any time. Did you wait long?”
In fact, he waited for half an examination, but he answered roughly.
“I waited half and half.”
Mo Yong-baek continued his speech, pacing my pulse as if it were a set procedure.
“…By the way, Munju, you seem to get stronger every time I see you.”
It was a compliment that was not easily heard, so I smiled.
“I’m trying to live like that.”
Moyong said as he took his hand away.
“There is no particular problem. As it has been in the past, I’m more curious about the mind of Master Moon rather than the body.”
Mo Yong-baek looked at my expression and eyes. Among the recent events, I brought up flame-related things without hesitation.
“When I look at the flames surrounding me while fighting, it seems to go out of my mind for a while. I could have been burned to death if I didn’t.”
Mo Yong-baek responded with a faint smile.
“Why is that? I’m not a fortune teller. I think Lord Moon knows the cause to some extent.”
As I searched for the cause, I flirted as soon as I could.
“I had a cup with my name on it, and it was engulfed in the fire. How do you feel? I didn’t know it at the time, but when the house disappeared, I guess I didn’t expect a smooth life.”
“Why?”
“Because you knew my personality before I was burned.”
Mo Yong-baek responded with a calm expression.
“Does such a personality get in the way of learning Mugong?”
“It’s not like that.”
Mo Yong-baek, who was worried, asked me a question.
“How would you feel if you met someone stronger than Moonju-sama? I don’t know if you’ve met.”
I know very well what it feels like to ask Mo Yong-baek.
“I think I will go crazy when I meet a strong person.”
“Why?”
I looked at Mo Yong-baek with a serious expression.
“Because you have to go crazy to win. If you lack skills than your opponent, you can only win by enduring with madness.”
“You said you can endure, please explain that part more.”
“Everyone has to suffer in a fight. To win, you have to endure that pain, and at some point you feel like you crossed the line. You should faint, but you don’t do it, you shouldn’t do it when you should fall down. Somewhere near there, there’s a guy called madness. Wait and come out.”
“Aren’t you afraid of defeat or death?”
“I’m not afraid of losing. Because I’ve lost a lot since I was a kid. Thanks to you, I’ve been getting stronger.”
“What about death?”
I remembered the time when I was trapped in the heavenly desire. I also remembered when I was mercilessly beaten by Gwangseung. There was no fear of death in the midst of numerous defeats and failures. Perhaps, from the time the guest cup was first set on fire, he had already lived with the preparedness of death.
“I don’t think when I fight.”
Mo Yong-baek responded with an embarrassed expression.
“Then, sometimes losing your mind while looking at the flames is not fear, but awareness or worry about insanity.”
“recognition?”
“Doesn’t that mean that in order to win over the powerful in the world, you have to be crazy with the way of thinking of Mun Ju-nim to win?”
“exactly.”
“If you regret the mindset you had when you were looking at the flames surrounding the glass, you might go out of your mind. Is it the right choice to live like a crazy person with the preparedness to die like this? Or should I have a different mind? Doesn’t the topic of life come to mind every time I look at the fireworks?”
“If you decide that?”
“Is the decision easy? Because I don’t know how strong Moon Ju-sama is going to be.”
“I am the best in the world.”
Suddenly, Mo Yong-baek knocked on the table.
“When will that be a dream come true?”
“I don’t know.”
“Yes. You are well aware. If that is 10 years from now, in fact, it would be better to do nothing from now and only practice face-to-face training for nine years to build strength. Is that true?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why?”
“Isn’t it too vain? I have to drink, sing, dance and fight with other guys. There’s a lot of work to do.”
“Then, we have no choice but to live faithfully every day again. If we live like that, someone will become the best in the world. That’s what happens when we survive. Everyone’s heart has a deceitful side. To correct it, Moon Ju’s dream is to become the best in the world. it won’t be.”
“then?”
“Drink, sing, and dance, and then become the number one in the world is a dream that fits the heart of Lord Moon.”
I laughed out loud because Mo Yong-baek’s words were interesting.
“Oh, is that so?”
I looked into my mind calmly and replied back.
“Something seems to be half resolved.”
Mo Yong-baek said.
“It’s my personal opinion. Why don’t you induce that madness to appear only when you meet a strong person? Usually, it’s not bad to practice calming your mind. It’s to separate your mindset from fighting.”
Mo Yong-baek knew a lot about my psychological state that I had just met. Maybe it’s because Mo Yong-baek was also a completely crazy person in the days of poison horses. If there is a god, if you draw a picture of Mo Yong-baek’s heart, you’ll find the word Gwang (狂) crouched somewhere in the corner.
asked Mo Yong-baek.
“Have you ever felt like you’re going crazy?”
“Why not?”
Mo Yong-baek responded with a confused expression.
“I often get upset when I see the person I rescued with a lot of difficulty changes their attitude just because they are ill. Every time I do that, my body aches and I have to lie down for a few days.”
I nodded.
“I understand.”
Mo Yong-baek understands me, and I understand the poison horse Mo Yong-baek.
Surely this guy was crazy about it.
We laughed together after we confessed our weaknesses to each other.
“Mr. Moyong, I have a question for you. At first glance, you may think that this is a light question, but you are asking with a sincere heart.”
“Yes, I’ll think about it and answer it.”
“What do you think of the collaborator?”
We never talked about the scoundrel, even in the days of the light horse and the poison horse. Therefore, from now on, what Mo Yong-baek says is the first opinion I hear.
Mo Yong-baek thought deeply, then replied.
“Isn’t the scoundrel an idiot?”
“Are you stupid?”
“If you call a person who can’t take care of their share a fool, then, in a big way, a colleague can also be called a fool.”
“I’ll keep listening.”
“Usually, a person who risks his life for the right thing is called a scoundrel, but there is nothing in the world as valuable as his life. He is the greatest fool among fools because he is a person who sets his mind by throwing away the most precious thing.”
“Then are you strong?”
It was a stupid question, but Mo Yong-baek answered it smartly.
“If not a Mugong, but as a human being, is there anyone stronger than him? Associators have always been rare. People who beat criminals are also nobles, but the real scoundrel is not Mugong, but strong people.”
To say that this was the opinion of a poison horse from a previous life about the scoundrel was impressive.
“A senior I know said that the slayer is stronger than any other master, but I don’t understand this.”
“I’m not talking about fighting skills between individuals, but if I’m talking about the influence of people, of course, it’s probably stronger than the master of the strong force. Is this some kind of Mugong training method, Mun Ju-nim doubting?”
“I only have that in my head.”
Mo Yong-baek threw out unexpected words.
“Try it yourself.”
“What?”
“A swordsman. Even if it’s not necessarily risking his life, any powerful man can actually do a job worthy of being called a swordsman. Moreover, Master Moon is the strongest among the people I know, so why can’t he do it?”
I replied with a self-assured laugh.
“A guy like me a sidekick?”
“How could the sorceress of the past become sorcerers after considering their situation, status, origin, and property? It must have been because he was a man who did not ask anything.”
“Can a teacher become a collaborator too?”
“I have already decided on a path to become a member of the National Assembly. Looking back, I often heard that famous gangsters in Gangho were called scavengers when they were young. Isn’t that right? If you look at your biography and biography, where you were called scavengers when you were young, they hid themselves in the mountains when you were old, After raising him, he later became a researcher. It’s a story I’ve heard a lot. When I say this, I get a different feeling that the scoundrel is strong.”
As I nodded, I felt a sense of relief.
Mo Yong-baek, who was looking at my expression, asked as if curious.
“Have you decided?”
“You’ve decided.”
“I’m curious, please tell me.”
I said crossing my arms.
“I don’t intend to become an ally. It’s not in line with my nature.”
Mo Yong-baek smirked as if it was an unexpected answer. I revealed my will to Mo Yong-baek.
“But if you find someone with a good intention and an upright heart, I’ll support you. Mugong can teach you, and I can fully support you with material things.”
It is possible because the money is being stolen one by one by giving away the black sword.
“If I can apply both physically and mentally and that person can become a great slayer, my questions will be answered in the future.”
“You don’t do it yourself?”
I laughed ssiik.
“I’m a much worse guy than the teacher thinks, so the villain is a good fit for me. There are still too many people to beat to death. To prevent the disciple with the qualities of a scoundrel to death by someone later, the monstrous daemachi bastards. I’ll have to kill him in advance. Then it’ll make it a little easier for the stupid disciple to work as a scoundrel.”
Mo Yong-baek burst out laughing.
“Ha ha ha ha ha…….”
I also laughed with Mo Yong-baek. Mo Yong-baek took a deep breath and nodded his head.
“Something makes me feel a little relieved. Then I will also support Munju and future disciples in my own way. If I do that, I will be able to add even a little help to bringing a foolish scoundrel into this harsh world.”
“Will you do that?”
“I’ll be happy.”
I looked into Mo Yong-baek’s eyes and nodded.
“Let’s do it. I will always look for someone who is upright. In order to make a scoundrel strong, I must first become strong, so let’s prepare each day as Mugong and the teacher with medicine. Trying to make one of the strongest fools in the world.”
Mo Yong-baek replied with a smile.
“Munju, I’m not an idiot, I’m an ally.”
“Coming to think of it, it must be difficult for a smart guy who can pick up on this and that to become a collaborator.”
“The fool and the scoundrel continue like that again.”
Mo Yong-baek asked cautiously.
“Now, what happened to the flame that Master Moon spoke of? Are you still burning dangerously in your heart?”
“It’s burning, but it’s not endangered. It’s going to drive my enemies crazy.”
I got up to go back to the Black Myo Room.
“Teacher, isn’t there a shortage of female maids?”
“There are times when the medical women also have different skills, so there are times when I feel sorry for them in a different way.”
“There are women who call themselves Black and White Soso staying in the Black Myo Room, and they only learn to attract men, so they are attracted to the subordinates without doing any special actions. If the teacher wants to teach the work of a maid, I would like to arrange an interview. Mugong is also quite familiar with it. You can even serve as an escort.”
Mo Yong-baek responded honestly.
“If I do a good job, I’ll keep you there, and if I can’t handle it, I’ll kick him out to the Black Myobang. Then I’ll see you again if Munju takes it back.”
“Let’s do that.”
“Take a look. Munju.”
While we were saying goodbye, we left Moyongui Street and headed to the Black Myobang. While returning to the walk, the conversation he had with Mo Yong-baek, the poison horse of his previous life, became increasingly blurred, and his memories were being replaced by the conversation he had with the god’s Mo Yong-baek.
What is this feeling?
As the memories faded, other memories were piling up.
I solved the curiosity about the scourge written in the booklet of Ki Seong-ja with my own way of thinking.
I just need to make my ally stronger.
The man who makes his disciple the strongest swordsman in the river, that is Hao Mun-ju Izaha.
It’s me.