When I opened my eyes again, it was a cold night.
The endless daylight created by my father had disappeared, and the moon had risen again.
The blade-like cold remained unchanged, and the increasingly intense chill was palpable.
Though the snow did not fall, the cold grew fiercer.
Amid that discomforting sensation, a voice reached my ears.
âVioe-gun!â
It was the Black Lion's cry.
My gaze turned toward it.
The Black Lion had already laid down the palace lord he had been supporting and was glaring at something, his characteristic demeanor intact.
Following his gaze, I saw Woo Hyuk collapsed on the ground.
We were just talking a moment ago.
âDid he faint just like that?â
I had been about to ask him what was going on, but in that state, it seemed impossible for now.
âWhatâs going on?â
Holding my dizzy head, I tried to grasp the situation.
That meeting just now couldnât have been a hallucination, so I needed to confirm his condition properly.
âIt was definitely Namgung Myung.â
Whether he was lying or not was unclear, but it felt ridiculous to doubt it now.
It made more sense to assume that he really was Namgung Myung.
I began organizing the information.
I recalled Namgung Myungâs words.
âAll the spirit beasts will bow their heads before you.â
That was the first piece of information.
The reason I could use spirit beasts like Thunder Fang, even those with established owners, was because I was a âDragon.â
However, just because I could use them forcefully didnât mean I could command them as Namgung Myung claimed.
While I could wield Thunder Fang, making spirit beasts follow me like Guijeong was another matter entirely.
That was why Namgung Myung had been convinced.
âYou are a reincarnation.â
He had said that I was the body Shin Noya should have been reborn into.
âWhat utter nonsense.â
How could such a thing even be possible?
Even after hearing it, I couldnât make sense of it.
Even if the reason Guijeong followed me so naturally was because of that, it was hard to believe easily.
Questions lingered.
âWhy me, of all people?â
I wasnât a disciple of Mount Hua or a member of an ordinary martial sectâI was part of the Gu family.
If I was supposedly the reincarnation of Shin Noya, it didnât make sense to me.
Mount Hua Divine Sword.
And the Greatest Sword of Zhongyuan.
If I was truly the reincarnation of someone so exceptional, shouldnât I have been born extraordinary as well?
Sure, I had improved by devouring countless opportunities recently, but if you considered my past life, it was far from that.
Moreover, how did Namgung Myungâs claims align with Noyaâs beliefs?
âLive for the world? Donât make me laugh.â
I might live for myself, but anything beyond that?
It was a belief completely opposite to mine.
Even if I was reincarnated, I didnât resemble him in anything that truly mattered. Was I really supposed to believe this?
â...And, itâs strange that even Noya didnât know.â
How could Namgung Myung recognize me at a glance when Noya, who handed Guijeong to me, didnât?
âDoes this mean Iâll have to ask Noya or Namgung Myung again?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om