Aarang's Handmade Talisman Backstory


 * Note: This dialogue was from Korean. It needs a translate checking and proofreading.

He looked at Aarang's back, sitting in the corner of the wall, toward the wall. Aarang had a large and small piece of paper in front of him, and his floor was stained with ink. The skirt of the clothes which made the silk of the quality at the best was still earthy today.

Dohyeon came to hear a complaint from a village resident a little while ago, asking his disciples to stop them from harassing the villagers. His house was covered with dirt, and the five hundred year old juniper tree in front of the house, which was the most beautiful of the town, was burnt down with ashes and ashes. In the smell of incense in the whole town, the master of the tree, he sat down and wept at the bottom.

Dean sighed deeply and walked behind Aarang. However, Alain pushed hard on the paper and did not respond to the teacher's remarks. Hmmm, Dean had made intentional crying a couple of times. Aran then turned his head and looked up at the god.

"Master! When did you come? "

"What have I done so hard, and have I not felt as well?"

"Oh, I was making some amulets. I'm practicing the technique you taught me before. "

Aarang laughed as he listened to his completed charm. After reading the Chinese text on the amulet, the doctor quietly watched Archangel as he watched his eyebrow twitch.

Aarang went out into the yard and threw his amulet lightly forward and memorized a short order. The end of the order was scarcely drawn around him with a red circle, and small flames began to circulate over the circle. Aarang took the fan out of his arms and whirled around, and the flames shook as he danced to his hand. It was only two days since I taught the art of flame properties.

"How are you, Master?"

"Yes, as always, you are doing well right away."

It is not surprising now that Arang learns to do so soon. Dohyeon nodded his head as if he was already familiar, Aarang was flattered and he had to deal with his troubles.

"Right? You will not know how hard I have practiced! Would not it take a lot of time and effort to get accustomed to something new like me? "

"So, why do not you try a lot of things?

"... ... "

Aarang laughed as he watched the teacher instead of spontaneously. He also laughed at his disciples. After a short silence, Aarang pulled out a few amulets in my sleeve and grabbed and rushed out of the house. He grabbed hold of the fan in his hand until he broke it, and fled the amulet and chased after the wind-causing Aarang.