“Oh, such a good compliment.”
School teachers often lie!
They said that every time there was a parent-teacher conference.
Doing so then kids could be sent to school, and paid the tuition.
“I usually procrastinate till the last minute or so, then I start using my head.”
“I see. So attempting things nearing due time is good for you.”
“My retention capacity’s only a 30 minutes worth when it comes to studying.”
“But really now. You guys have something special going on here.”
The usually non-talkative Geomchi intervened.
“Keuheum.” (Ehem)
“Instructors, you guys have something to fill me in on?”
Geomchi2 and the other instructors, as well as the practitioners, made haste to comply to their Master’s inquiry.
A moment after their tale was finished, Geomchi words seemingly burdened.
“I think, we need something that symbolizes our teachings.”
“MHM! Though we have a lot of styles, so one line may not encompass for all of us. Could you come up with something, Master?”
“If that’s so. Then to keep it in mind……”
Geomchi thought to himself for a moment, then boast with a smile.
“Our sword is invicible.”
“……”
The message was very simple and clear!
But it spoke to many of the Geomchis.
The willingness to face any enemy.
For the sword, even if it’s nearing its brink of fracture, it should never break. When a sword under duress, it’s because its owner couldn’t properly taken care of it.
They have learned swordsmanship for seemingly a lifetime.
And they trusted in it.
For Geomchi, he learned the value of life through it.
For the others, though they were only under his tutelage for just the swordsmanship, they still learned the world through his sword.
They faced the turbulence weather undeterred with their swords.
While continued to sharpen their swords and hone their skills as they move forward, it signified their bold aspiration and commitment!
Geomchi2 repeated those words.
“Our sword is invicible!”
“Our sword is invicible!”
“Our sword is invicible!”
Geomchis shouted their aspiration.
Weed’s party, a bit further away, also gathered to stage a conference.
Pale's brows furrowed a difficult expression.
“That plan has indignation written all over it.”
Hwaryeong and Zephyr agreed with criticism.
“I think that’s a horrible plan.”
“Can you imagine the Geomchis taking their tops off while shouting ‘our sword is invincible’ at the top of their lungs?”
Suffice to say, the imagined sight was terrible.
And the embarrassment follow was even worse!
At this moment, they were scared of the Geomchis action more than those of the mobs.
The embarrassment at this level would always retain at the back of their mind.
Irene pleaded expressively.
“Weed nim. Can you please do something about this?”
Weed shook his head.
“How can I tell my Sa-hyeongs to dial it down? That’s like subjecting them to an even larger indignation and killing the momentum.”
“Hyuu!”
Everyone groaned, fully knowing they couldn’t do anything have the Geomchis tone things down.
Seechwi at this time finally gave in.
‘I don’t think I’ll ever understand them no matter how many psychiatric evaluation they’re subjected to.’
Until now she had been observing the Geomchis’ mindset, but it was considerably difficult. She struggled on this far more so than that of her doctoral dissertation.
They’re exciting like true men, and then somehow sometimes turned into childish clowns.
It was as if the only thing they knew of were swords and battles, while clueless on how to appeal themselves to the opposite sex.
Their hidden complexity was a current that was impossible to determine its flow.
Nonetheless, one thing was for sure, anyone that could understand the Geomchis bizarre nature was just as twisted as they are.
Weed said.
“But this hype is a necessity.”
Surka lamented.
“But do we really need this…”
Romuna replied shortly.
“Somehow this hype seems to be so troublesome.”
Mapan intervened.
“I think…the best way to decrease this embarrassment is to get the maximum distance from the Geomchis as possible.”
Weed agreed with his opinion after a moment of thought.
“I’m in favor, what about you guys?”
Maylon, Irene, Pale, and Seechwi answered simultaneously almost immediately.
“As far away as possible!”
“Don’t even turn your heads, just pretend you didn’t know!”
“We can reach the top of a hill then speed up when coming down the slope.”
“Chwiik. We got to go.”
Their instantaneous agreement showed how desperate they were.
Coming together!
There were a lot of embarrassing moments in everybody’s lives. But when a situation such as hanging out with the Geomchis came forth, it was best to turn tail and run rather than playing along.
And so, a secret countermeasure was put in place.
Seukseuk.(brushing)
Yurin was still sitting on the ground painting in her sketchbook.
She had been drawing without taking a single break to increase her skill proficiency.
Zephyr had slipped away from his colleagues meeting regarding the Geomchis and pondered at the sight before him.
‘I wonder how she lived to trust her brother so much.’
A little while back, Weed’s words to Yurin were kept to a minimal, yet somehow, the message from one to another was well understood.
Her parents died when she was young, so it was tough having a steady home.
‘I don’t how anyone lived without money. Even the dolls I had were foreign made.’
Zephyr had never first hand experienced any kind of poverty.
When he was a kid, instead of toys to play with, he was handed jewelry and many things that shouldn’t be given to a kid.
Only times where he’d went without money was when he didn’t receive his allowance for not cleaning his room, or had his platinum credit card taken away for a slip in his grades.
His one crushing trauma was when he didn’t have the money to go to night clubs with his friends the week after.
‘She is such a nice and pretty girl to live such a heart wrenching life.’
Zephyr couldn’t endure watching from the side.
He didn’t know anything regarding Yurin and was not appropriate to console her.
He though she should at the very least smile a lot more while enjoying Royal Road, but now only to encounter an embarrassing moment brought on by the Geomchis.
Zephyr said to her kindly.
“It’s alright. It’ll be fine.”
“Hm?”
Yurin seemingly confused, as she didn’t understand what she was told.
She was enjoying painting. Envisioned what color goes where to produce a beautiful painting.
She was happy when finished her drawing!
This was a good thing, so she brooded over what she was told from next to her.
Due to the unusual reaction, Zephyr said cautiously.
“Umm, have you not heard? Due to the Geomchis embarrassing actions, we called together a meeting to plan what we should do.”
Yurin’s eyes twinkled.
“Why? Aren’t they cool?”
“……”
Zephyr jaw dropped.
“I drew a picture of it to keep for a long time. On another note, I can sell this to girls for money. Hehehe.”
“……”
Zephyr felt a cold sweat running down his spine.
He was momentarily captured by Yurin’s cuteness.
But she was still Weed’s younger sister. This was absolutely not something that could be easily overlooked.
***
Weed and the party continued to move eastward toward Todeum.
According to the information gather from Seirun, the trip could take as much as ten days!
“Really tough.”
Zephyr heaved a heavy sigh.
Under normal conditions, there would be some sort of transportation via horses or carriages for such a journey. But here and now, it was the world of vampires.
There was no such convenience.
Although there was Mapan’s wagon, but it could only seat a limited amount of people; only Irene, Hwaryeong, Romuna, and Yurin were those that rode it as they had low stamina.
“Heokheok.” (wheezing)
“Damn, really.”
They were slowly traversing the road; and whenever anyone felt out of stamina, Irene would cast magic spells that restores physical properties.
After a full day of walking until the evening, the party would rest to eat. Of course, the foods were made by Weed.
“I’ll make food that’ll increase stamina and decrease fatigue for ten days or so.”
Weed put herbs into the chicken.
Well stuffed chicken!
Of course, the mix of herbs contained very little ginseng or dry bellflower, as to not let their scent ruined the chicken flavor.
“It’s only still broiling and I’m already hooked.”
Everyone traveled the same span of time and distance. All were physically tired, the toll on their mind called for a rest as well. Nevertheless, Weed still had to prepare the large quantity of food.
As a matter of fact, Hwaryeong and Yurin tugged on Weed’s sleeves to offer their assistance, only to be declined by him.
“Usually I don’t mind, but this time the food needs to be much better than other times, so it’s better if I do make it myself.”
When people with low cooking skill cooks, they tends to be very wasteful of the cooking materials.
“Ok, but if it gets too tough, call me.”
“Brother, I can lend you a hand anytime.”
Hwaryeong and Yurin were forced to retreat.
After eating a hearty meal of herbal chicken stew, Weed resumed to his usual actions at night.
Sagaksagak. (carving sound)
Weed was carving a sculpture while walking. Using the plain method of actually carving rather than relying on his actual skills to sculpt the wood.
“Every little thing when comes together will always bear fruit to something greater.”
When he created a Magnum piece, his skill proficiency rose considerably. But until now, despite having carved maybe a dozen pieces per day, many of which were Classic rather than Magnum pieces.
When relaxing after a battle, if he wasn’t carving, he would sow or did smithing. Or fishes while he sculpted
Comparing to the long cooking hours and preparations, carving was as simple as pulling a piece of wood out and begin.
As his goal was far away, he knew it would take a long while before achieving it.
And he tirelessly devoted to travel that long path knowing that it was the
“Oh, such a good compliment.”
School teachers often lie!
They said that every time there was a parent-teacher conference.
Doing so then kids could be sent to school, and paid the tuition.
“I usually procrastinate till the last minute or so, then I start using my head.”
“I see. So attempting things nearing due time is good for you.”
“My retention capacity’s only a 30 minutes worth when it comes to studying.”
“But really now. You guys have something special going on here.”
The usually non-talkative Geomchi intervened.
“Keuheum.” (Ehem)
“Instructors, you guys have something to fill me in on?”
Geomchi2 and the other instructors, as well as the practitioners, made haste to comply to their Master’s inquiry.
A moment after their tale was finished, Geomchi words seemingly burdened.
“I think, we need something that symbolizes our teachings.”
“MHM! Though we have a lot of styles, so one line may not encompass for all of us. Could you come up with something, Master?”
“If that’s so. Then to keep it in mind……”
Geomchi thought to himself for a moment, then boast with a smile.
“Our sword is invicible.”
“……”
The message was very simple and clear!
But it spoke to many of the Geomchis.
The willingness to face any enemy.
For the sword, even if it’s nearing its brink of fracture, it should never break. When a sword under duress, it’s because its owner couldn’t properly taken care of it.
They have learned swordsmanship for seemingly a lifetime.
And they trusted in it.
For Geomchi, he learned the value of life through it.
For the others, though they were only under his tutelage for just the swordsmanship, they still learned the world through his sword.
They faced the turbulence weather undeterred with their swords.
While continued to sharpen their swords and hone their skills as they move forward, it signified their bold aspiration and commitment!
Geomchi2 repeated those words.
“Our sword is invicible!”
“Our sword is invicible!”
“Our sword is invicible!”
Geomchis shouted their aspiration.
Weed’s party, a bit further away, also gathered to stage a conference.
Pale's brows furrowed a difficult expression.
“That plan has indignation written all over it.”
Hwaryeong and Zephyr agreed with criticism.
“I think that’s a horrible plan.”
“Can you imagine the Geomchis taking their tops off while shouting ‘our sword is invincible’ at the top of their lungs?”
Suffice to say, the imagined sight was terrible.
And the embarrassment follow was even worse!
At this moment, they were scared of the Geomchis action more than those of the mobs.
The embarrassment at this level would always retain at the back of their mind.
Irene pleaded expressively.
“Weed nim. Can you please do something about this?”
Weed shook his head.
“How can I tell my Sa-hyeongs to dial it down? That’s like subjecting them to an even larger indignation and killing the momentum.”
“Hyuu!”
Everyone groaned, fully knowing they couldn’t do anything have the Geomchis tone things down.
Seechwi at this time finally gave in.
‘I don’t think I’ll ever understand them no matter how many psychiatric evaluation they’re subjected to.’
Until now she had been observing the Geomchis’ mindset, but it was considerably difficult. She struggled on this far more so than that of her doctoral dissertation.
They’re exciting like true men, and then somehow sometimes turned into childish clowns.
It was as if the only thing they knew of were swords and battles, while clueless on how to appeal themselves to the opposite sex.
Their hidden complexity was a current that was impossible to determine its flow.
Nonetheless, one thing was for sure, anyone that could understand the Geomchis bizarre nature was just as twisted as they are.
Weed said.
“But this hype is a necessity.”
Surka lamented.
“But do we really need this…”
Romuna replied shortly.
“Somehow this hype seems to be so troublesome.”
Mapan intervened.
“I think…the best way to decrease this embarrassment is to get the maximum distance from the Geomchis as possible.”
Weed agreed with his opinion after a moment of thought.
“I’m in favor, what about you guys?”
Maylon, Irene, Pale, and Seechwi answered simultaneously almost immediately.
“As far away as possible!”
“Don’t even turn your heads, just pretend you didn’t know!”
“We can reach the top of a hill then speed up when coming down the slope.”
“Chwiik. We got to go.”
Their instantaneous agreement showed how desperate they were.
Coming together!
There were a lot of embarrassing moments in everybody’s lives. But when a situation such as hanging out with the Geomchis came forth, it was best to turn tail and run rather than playing along.
And so, a secret countermeasure was put in place.
Seukseuk.(brushing)
Yurin was still sitting on the ground painting in her sketchbook.
She had been drawing without taking a single break to increase her skill proficiency.
Zephyr had slipped away from his colleagues meeting regarding the Geomchis and pondered at the sight before him.
‘I wonder how she lived to trust her brother so much.’
A little while back, Weed’s words to Yurin were kept to a minimal, yet somehow, the message from one to another was well understood.
Her parents died when she was young, so it was tough having a steady home.
‘I don’t how anyone lived without money. Even the dolls I had were foreign made.’
Zephyr had never first hand experienced any kind of poverty.
When he was a kid, instead of toys to play with, he was handed jewelry and many things that shouldn’t be given to a kid.
Only times where he’d went without money was when he didn’t receive his allowance for not cleaning his room, or had his platinum credit card taken away for a slip in his grades.
His one crushing trauma was when he didn’t have the money to go to night clubs with his friends the week after.
‘She is such a nice and pretty girl to live such a heart wrenching life.’
Zephyr couldn’t endure watching from the side.
He didn’t know anything regarding Yurin and was not appropriate to console her.
He though she should at the very least smile a lot more while enjoying Royal Road, but now only to encounter an embarrassing moment brought on by the Geomchis.
Zephyr said to her kindly.
“It’s alright. It’ll be fine.”
“Hm?”
Yurin seemingly confused, as she didn’t understand what she was told.
She was enjoying painting. Envisioned what color goes where to produce a beautiful painting.
She was happy when finished her drawing!
This was a good thing, so she brooded over what she was told from next to her.
Due to the unusual reaction, Zephyr said cautiously.
“Umm, have you not heard? Due to the Geomchis embarrassing actions, we called together a meeting to plan what we should do.”
Yurin’s eyes twinkled.
“Why? Aren’t they cool?”
“……”
Zephyr jaw dropped.
“I drew a picture of it to keep for a long time. On another note, I can sell this to girls for money. Hehehe.”
“……”
Zephyr felt a cold sweat running down his spine.
He was momentarily captured by Yurin’s cuteness.
But she was still Weed’s younger sister. This was absolutely not something that could be easily overlooked.
***
Weed and the party continued to move eastward toward Todeum.
According to the information gather from Seirun, the trip could take as much as ten days!
“Really tough.”
Zephyr heaved a heavy sigh.
Under normal conditions, there would be some sort of transportation via horses or carriages for such a journey. But here and now, it was the world of vampires.
There was no such convenience.
Although there was Mapan’s wagon, but it could only seat a limited amount of people; only Irene, Hwaryeong, Romuna, and Yurin were those that rode it as they had low stamina.
“Heokheok.” (wheezing)
“Damn, really.”
They were slowly traversing the road; and whenever anyone felt out of stamina, Irene would cast magic spells that restores physical properties.
After a full day of walking until the evening, the party would rest to eat. Of course, the foods were made by Weed.
“I’ll make food that’ll increase stamina and decrease fatigue for ten days or so.”
Weed put herbs into the chicken.
Well stuffed chicken!
Of course, the mix of herbs contained very little ginseng or dry bellflower, as to not let their scent ruined the chicken flavor.
“It’s only still broiling and I’m already hooked.”
Everyone traveled the same span of time and distance. All were physically tired, the toll on their mind called for a rest as well. Nevertheless, Weed still had to prepare the large quantity of food.
As a matter of fact, Hwaryeong and Yurin tugged on Weed’s sleeves to offer their assistance, only to be declined by him.
“Usually I don’t mind, but this time the food needs to be much better than other times, so it’s better if I do make it myself.”
When people with low cooking skill cooks, they tends to be very wasteful of the cooking materials.
“Ok, but if it gets too tough, call me.”
“Brother, I can lend you a hand anytime.”
Hwaryeong and Yurin were forced to retreat.
After eating a hearty meal of herbal chicken stew, Weed resumed to his usual actions at night.
Sagaksagak. (carving sound)
Weed was carving a sculpture while walking. Using the plain method of actually carving rather than relying on his actual skills to sculpt the wood.
“Every little thing when comes together will always bear fruit to something greater.”
When he created a Magnum piece, his skill proficiency rose considerably. But until now, despite having carved maybe a dozen pieces per day, many of which were Classic rather than Magnum pieces.
When relaxing after a battle, if he wasn’t carving, he would sow or did smithing. Or fishes while he sculpted
Comparing to the long cooking hours and preparations, carving was as simple as pulling a piece of wood out and begin.
As his goal was far away, he knew it would take a long while before achieving it.
And he tirelessly devoted to travel that long path knowing that it was the
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