Episode 211False King (5)
A wicked murderous spirit appeared in the eyes of Hwa-won (ç«ç¿).
âWhere are they?â
âI donât know.â
ââ¦.â
âThat guy is usually good at shooting here and there without us knowing. âItâs nothing new.â SÑará´h the NôᴠelFirÑ.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
Despite Moon Geun-sangâs blunt response, Hwa-wonâs expression remained the same. Itâs just that the youthful life in his eyes has become more intense.
It was a look in his eyes that would make even the worldâs greatest masters want to turn their heads. Itâs possible to kill a person with just a look.
However, Gaeun-sang was also second to none in terms of distribution.
âDid you put night pearls in your eyes? âItâs so amazing, isnât it?â
ââ¦.â
âEven if you glare at me so viciously, you still donât know what you donât know. âPlease leave now.â
Hwawon opened her mouth.
Her tone, which was uncharacteristically low and cool for a woman, was eerie, unlike her nickname Hwawon.
âWe have been ordered to escort and monitor you.â
âwhatever?â
âThere is no escort or surveillance without a target. I ask you one last time. âWhere is the Jeong (å®) of the Mujongmun?â
At that time, Paeyul, who was polishing his sword next to him, opened his mouth.
âI say this for the first and last time.â
Hwa-won, who was glaring at Full-sang, turned her gaze to Pae-yul.
Paeyul didnât even look at her. I just wiped the sword body with a dry cloth.
âEven if itâs not your bitchâs tongue, Iâm tired enough to overflow. âIf you get on my nerves again, Iâll blow all your shit and then Iâll go and confront you.â
The painterâs eyes gave off an eerie glow.
The loss rate was astounding.
Slurp! Tuk.
âIf you understand, get out of here.â
Hwa-won, who was looking at Pae-yul with eerie eyes, turned his gaze back to full-sang.
Full Sang shrugged his shoulders.
âAre you saying that?â
ââ¦.â
âSee you later, monkey man.â
Hwawon turned around.
She said before leaving the manor.
âIf something like this happens again, I will kill one of you with the authority of the guard commander.â
Paeyul chuckled.
âPlease do so. âIt looks like my joints are rusty because Iâve been cutting too much.â
Sigh. bang!
The door to the manor was closed.
Full-sang, who was looking at the door blankly, sighed.
âItâs bloody.â
Paeyul snorted.
âItâs like animals fighting each other. âThe moment you get pressured by energy, you get eaten.â
âBut wasnât that too provocative?â
âSo, are you saying we should just ignore that rude bitchâs way of speaking?â
âWell, it doesnât have to be ignored. âI think it was too provocative.â
âWhat is stimulation? On the contrary, if something is wrong with words like this, doesnât that mean that the other side is lacking?â
Thatâs not how itâs going to happen againâ¦.
Full Sang, who was about to say a few more words, just kept his mouth shut. He wasnât the type of person to listen anyway. What is the point of discussing etiquette with a person of rough nature?
Well, Iâm not a cheap person to talk politely to others.
âAnd that bitch didnât step down because of me.â
âhuh?â
Paeyul pointed to the manor roof with his chin.
Chaeung-sang, who turned his gaze following his chin gesture, saw Dang-sang-ah adjusting her dagger.
Tang Sang-ah smiled.
âDo you have anything to say?â
ââ¦there are none.â
Full Sang cleared his throat.
âThis is embarrassing.â
Whether itâs Paeyul, Tang Sangâer, or Zhuge Zhen, who is having a hard time due to the reorganization of the Mukryongbuâs organizational system within the manor.
They all first agreed to what Yeon Ho-jeong said, no matter how unfair it was. But she was not Yeon Ho-jeong.
âHow on earth can I console these crazy people?â
Full Sang sighed.
âThere is nothing normal.â
He never acknowledged until the end that he, too, was not normal.
* * *
Yeon Ho-jeong thought as he walked down the streets of Jangsa.
âItâs lively.â
The martial arts are both white and black, keeping each other in check, but the general public does not care about such things.
Even though they live in the same world, they are immersed in their respective roles on completely different stages. Gangho Murim was like that in the Central Plains.
âThe skin of a great tiger caught from Mt. Akrok is worth 20 pieces of silver!â
âGood silk has arrived! âIt is the highest quality silk favored by military officials!â
âCome on in! âThis is the pig I caught this morning!â
The merchants were screaming at the top of their lungs, and the people filling the streets were looking around with their eyes sparkling.
It was a peaceful sight.
âIt would be better if there was at least a distinction.â
What if the bloody world of the martial arts world and the lives of the civilians were completely separated?
I thought about how good it would be if the boundaries were clear.
But the world was not like that, and the martial arts war eventually shook the peopleâs lives and security. No, it was not that bad, but countless civilians died unjustly.
âItâs bittersweet.â
One of the countless reasons why Heukje Castle was built was for the safety of peopleâs lives.
To be precise, I wanted to create at least minimal rules. Even if fighting is work, the stage is different. It wasnât about talking about lines or areas or things like that.
However, the will of one person could not change the world. This was because the will of another person was just as steadfast.
âAs expected, we have to stop it.â
The invasion of foreign powers and the clash between black and white.
So as not to cause any harm to those who are playing energetically on other stages.
âBut whatâ¦â
Yeonhojeong licked his lips.
âFor now, Iâll have to deal with whatâs in front of me first.â
In other words, we were unable to resolve all issues within the Murim Alliance. Itâs not just a little left, itâs still a mountain.
âI also chose a very tiring life.â
Can not help it. If you donât move, your family will suffer.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was walking down the street with various thoughts, heard a signal.
[If you turn left at the fifteen-way fork ahead, you will find a shabby guesthouse. You can enter there.]
Yeonhojeong turned to the left at the fork as stated in the open road.
âThat way.â
I said it was shabby, but when I actually looked at it, it wasnât that shabby.
However, I felt that it blended well with the surrounding buildings. I only knew about Yeonho, but if I had just passed by, I wouldnât have known it was a guesthouse.
Exquisite location. It seemed that neither the rich, nor the beggars, nor the martial arts people would come to visit.
Yeon Ho-jeong entered the guesthouse without hesitation.
Grumble.
When I opened the door, I could smell the faint smell of wood and the heavy scent of tea.
The middle-aged man who appeared to be the owner was dozing off even when people came in.
But Yeon Ho-jeong knew. The consciousness of that middle-aged man who looked like he was sleeping was actually focused on me.
and.
ââ¦.â
Yeon Ho-jeong turned his eyes to the stairs in the corner of the guest house and immediately climbed them without hesitation.
âEven if we growl and exchange unspeakable swear words every time we meet.â
Laughter in a low voice.
âStrangely enough, I was so happy to meet you in a foreign country. âIsnât it strange?â
The central table on this floor.
Prince Moyong was there.
Moyong-gun smiled.
âAre you like that too? If possible, I hope Iâm happy to see you.â
Nice to meet you.
Yeon Ho-jeong grumbled softly.
âIt certainly seems like our relationship wasnât usually bloody. âAs soon as I look at your face, I see your head hurting.â
âHuh, thatâs another sad thing to say.â
âexactly?â
âDidnât you say that before you left? If possible, how about we go together? Didnât you say that if the commander and the working group join forces, the mission success rate will increase?â
âI think I said something similar.â
âHehehe.â
Prince Moyong pointed across from him with his hand.
âYouâve had a hard time. Please sit down first.â
âLetâs do that.â
Yeon Ho-jeong lightly sat down on the chair.
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes lit up.
âItâs changed.â
He was able to notice the change in Yeonhojeong at a glance.
âIâm not as energetic as before. Itâs very stable. âSomething seems to be in balance.â
I donât know what martial arts Yeon Ho-jeong learned. It seemed like he had learned the martial arts of the Yeonga clan, but it also seemed like he had learned ancient martial arts, the origin of which is difficult to determine, as well as when he split his hands.
Whatever it is, it seems like there has been some progress in how long it has been since we started.
âAs expected, you are amazing.â
âWhat do you mean by that out of the blue?â
Prince Moyong did not feel the need to hide his true feelings.
âItâs different from before we left. âHave you come to any realizations?â
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.
âThere is no such thing as grand enlightenment. An unbalanced energy is bound to break down at any time. âI just constantly tried to avoid it.â
âIf everyone worked hard and achieved things as quickly as you, there would be no one in the world who isnât an expert.â
âI will take it as a compliment.â
âGo a little slower. âIâm so scared that Iâll get caught up like this, so I wonder where I can live.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes scanned Mo Yong-gunâs sword.
âBut youâre not normal either.â
âhmm?â
âAre you excited about this long-awaited outing? Even though the sword was in its sheath, the scent of blood was so strong.â
Mo Yong-gunâs eyes sparkled.
âDid you feel that?â
âBecause Iâm very sensitive to that kind of thing.â
âHuh!â
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
âIf you donât pay attention to this, you wonât know. However, you are one of the people I have the most eyes on right now. âEvery time we meet again, I keep analyzing what has changed, what they are thinking, and what they are likely to do.â
âThat is truly an honor.â
âHow many cuts did you get?â
Moyong-gun chuckled.
âI am not a rare demon and I do not kill needlessly.â
âIt would be better to have Madou, who only knows about slaughter. âYou are too dangerous.â
âIsnât it common? âHow did you become such a monster at that age?â
âBecause the world is so harsh. âI have to do anything to protect my people.â
Moyong-gun burst out laughing.
âYou know what? Sometimes I really hate it, but at times like this, thereâs no one more interesting to talk to than you. âAt least itâs good because I donât have to be bored when I fight with you.â
âIâll make it boring later.â
âIs this a declaration of defeat?â
âWhat are you talking about? âThey said they were going to bury you.â
âHehehe!â
Yeon Ho-jeong asked calmly, looking at Mo Yong-gun, who was smiling as he told the guest to leave.
âHave you changed your mind?â
âhmm?â
âAs you say, I told you this before joining the army. If possible, letâs do it together.â
âIt did.â
âEven if you had agreed right then, I would have been suspicious, but you stayed away and now youâre entering the enemy camp? âYou have to be able to not have doubts.â
Moyong-gun smiled.
That chilling smile exuded its own sincerity.
âI said it before, but I plan to take this matter seriously. âBecause itâs so important to me and you.â
âI know that. âBut.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs face became expressionless.
It was an eerie change.
âI know that you are a person who can easily handle two or three tasks at a time.â
ââ¦.â
âI will take this mission seriously without any tricks, but why did you come all the way to Honam? âWould you like to make a real mess once this is over?â
Prince Moyongâs face also became as indifferent as Yeonhojeong.
âWeâll see.â
âYou have a great talent for getting people on edge.â
âThe person I know is not a great person who canât do his job just because heâs worried. âI have that much faith.â
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
âI got hit again and again today.â
âI really think you and I are destined to live like this for the rest of our lives unless one of us is destroyed.â
Yeon Ho-jeong waved his hand as if everything was bothersome.
âThatâs it. âLetâs leave it at that for today. Watch and then listen.â
âI will listen carefully.â
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