Episode 777Blood of the Empire (2)
ââ¦.â
The sight of Yeon Ho-jeong standing on the castle tower and looking around the imperial palace area in silence seemed somehow untouchable.
âUgh! âWow!â
âthere! Watch out back there! âThe stone falls!â
âThese! Canât you be quiet?! âI forgot that this is where the Emperor lives!â
âomg!â
Even though it was a long way away, Yeon Ho-jeong could hear each and every voice of the workers.
Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.
When I blocked out one of my five senses, the other four senses became much clearer.
The feeling of the flowing wind brushing against your skin, the smell of blood that has not yet disappeared, the musty taste without any taste, and the voices of the workers.
Phew.
The sky was high and the wind was bleak.
Yeon Ho-jeong stood like that for a while.
How much time has passed?
âAre you just standing there without saying a word, even though everyone knows youâre here?â
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.
I slowly turned around and saw Zhuge Yan coming up to the castle tower.
âAre you here?â
âhuh.â
Jegal Zhenyeon came up, making noises like an old man with a sore knee.
She sat down on the thick stone chair and frowned.
âThe weather in the north is definitely cool. âThe rocks are also very cold.â
âI guess so.â
Zhuge Yan looked up at Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong was still looking toward the outer castle with his back turned.
Zhuge Zhen, who was looking up at him, spoke in a cheerful voice.
âTime goes by really quickly. right?â
âThatâs right.â
âItâs already been more than ten days, right?â
âToday is exactly 15 days.â
âOh yeah? âIâm completely out of my mind, too.â
A somewhat trivial conversation took place.
Zhuge Zhen, who was looking at Yeon Ho-jeong again, sighed.
âAre you okay?â
âhmm?â
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled and raised his arms.
âAlmost completely healed.â
âI heard that you suffered quite badly, but your body is as strong as ever.â
âI lived with being beaten so many times that I got better pretty quickly.â
âYouâre funny. Is the human body really made of iron? âIf you hit it, it breaks and becomes brittle, but it doesnât become hard.â
âThen it looks like my body is unusual.â
Zhuge Yan laughed.
Yeon Ho-jeong did not laugh. He still had a calm face and his eyes were fixed on the south.
Zhuge Zhenyan scratched his head.
âThatâ¦â
âWind it.â
âhuh?â
âDonât scratch your head, just wash it. âThe cake is all gone.â
Zhuge Zhenyan woke up in a fuss.
âI wash it almost every day!â
âI wash it every day, but why do I scratch my head every time I look at it?â
âOh you damn bastard. Wash yourself! âI smell sweat!â
âIt smells like medicine.â
Donât leave me with anything to say.
Zhuge Yan, who sat grumbling, cleared his throat and asked.
âAre you fine?â
âwhat?â
âWell⦠body or anywhere.â
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
âIf you have something to say, say it clearly. âItâs strange to think about it.â
âI canât believe Iâm floating! âFor such a delicate person.â
âEverything is fine.â
Yeon Ho-jeong put both arms on the railing.
It seemed like he was just as dull. His calm face looked a little drowsy.
âHow can it not be okay? The fight is over, Iâm getting a good rest, and every time I try to eat, my upper leg is broken, and the bed is made of the finest silkâ¦.â â
â¦.â
âI guess itâs because my father is okay.â
It was difficult to say that Yeonwiâs condition was okay even with empty words.
However, Zhuge Zhen was able to know Yeon Ho Jeongâs feelings.
âYes, just because you are alive.â
Even though he was so mad that he could not properly implement a single enlightenment of the infinite, Kwak Junâs charge was extremely threatening in itself.
In particular, the demonic armor that always protects the body, called the blood demon armor, was a problem. Yeonhojeong and Gokgyeongâs attacks were able to cause damage because each blow contained extreme destructive power, but the hardness of the Blood Demon Goddess was so great that even if it was hit by a falling rock, it would still be fine.
It was fortunate that he did not die, as he was able to block someone who was charging at him at such an incredible speed while wearing such strong magic armor.
Zhuge Yan was also worried about Yan Wei. But no matter how deep my worries are, will I just do Yeon Ho-jeong?
âI visited the head of the family once more a little while ago.â
âYouâre not awake yet, right?â
âhuh.â
âItâs natural because itâs not an injury that will cause you to wake up immediately.â
âHis Majesty the Emperor gave us medical doctors. You were seriously injured, but your recovery was very fast. âYouâre breathing much more easily than just yesterday.â
âI know.â
Zhuge Yan opened his eyes wide.
âDid you know?â
âThen what if I donât know my fatherâs condition?â
âI thought you didnât stop by because you were so busy going out and helping the workers.â
Of course, Jegal Ah-yeon did not think that Yeon Ho-jeong was an unfilial son and did not visit his father often.
Even if your heart hurts, if your father is bedridden, it is normal to take care of him next to him. However, I thought that Yeon Ho-jeong, who has a strong sense of pride, would be upset because he felt like his father was acting out because of him.
But it seemed like that wasnât the case.
Yeon Ho-jeong snorted.
âIâm taking a nap next to my father, who Iâm meeting. âWhen the doctors come in the morning, they come to my room.â
âHoo?â
Zhuge Zhenyan giggled.
âwhy? I guess he didnât want to be misunderstood as an unfilial son, right? âAre you talking in unnecessary detail?â
âIsnât that obvious?â
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
âI donât want to be misunderstood anymore. âIn many ways.â
Zhuge Zheng stopped laughing without realizing it.
âYouâre mistaken.â
Looking back on the situation, it wasnât a misunderstanding.
Yeonwi had long recognized the strength of Yeonhojeong. And he was always proud that his son had grown into an adult and a world-recognized giant. At least thatâs how Zhuge Yan saw it.
But the worry was just as great. The whole world knew about his fearsome martial arts skills, so he would have thought that he would not be defeated anywhere, but what Yeonwi was really worried about was Yeonhojeongâs personality.
Yeon Ho-jeong was the type of person who thoroughly repaid what was wronged.
In particular, he had no mercy whatsoever when dealing with his enemies. To put it another way, it meant living more than necessary.
âThe head of the family was always worried about Hojeongâs survival.â
In fact, Zhuge Yan had also encountered Yeon Ho-jeongâs life story several times.
Although she had never seen the extremes of life, she understood Yeonwiâs feelings just by seeing a part of it. If oneâs own child was traveling around the world with such a temper, there would be no one who wouldnât be worried.
âOf course, since his personality is always towards the enemy, there wonât be anything worth worrying about.â
Still, they donât know that itâs a human thing. You may think it is useless, but it is the parentsâ mentality to even worry about such unnecessary things.
Thatâs what Yeon Ho-jeong meant when he said he was sick of misunderstandings. He said he understood the fatherâs feelings, but he felt bad because he felt like he was worried that his son would run away.
Feeling embarrassed for no reason, she cleared her throat.
âI wouldnât have thought of it that way.â
Yeon Ho-jeong laughed bitterly.
âNo matter what you think, youâre safe.â
âYeah, thatâs important.â
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal A-yeon.
âwhy?â
âmen and horses.â
âWhy man?â
âIâm fine, so donât worry about me and just do your own thing.â
Zhuge Yan frowned.
âA guy who says heâs so good stays here all day long and just gets some air like an old man?â
âThe wind is nice, isnât it? âItâs also good for organizing miscellaneous thoughts.â
âUgh, Iâd rather die than get sick. Instead of staying here, you should come down and help with the work.â
âIs there anything left to do?â
âYes.â
âThe casualties have been taken care of, and all thatâs left is to build a castle with the workers, right?â
âI need someone to talk to.â
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned and waved his hand.
âIt doesnât go far. good.â
âAnyway, itâs cheap.â
Zhuge Yan smiled and turned around.
But even for a moment.
âHey Yeonhojeong Daehyeop.â
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal Zhen-yeon with an expression that made him look like he was about to vomit.
âWhat is that creepy name?â
Zhuge Yan smiled.
âCongratulations on reaching Seongcheon.â
ââ¦done. âThatâs something great.â
âYouâre good at saying scary things.â
âItâs even more terrifying to be swept away by the nicknames people give you. âWell, Iâll appreciate your congratulations.â
âTell me the story later.â
âItâs not a funny story.â
âThen just watch my martial arts skills.â
âIâll take the time to do that.â
Zhuge Yan smiled and turned around.
It was a very simple conversation compared to the content, but in fact, Zhuge Yan was so surprised that his heart jumped out when he heard that Yeon Ho-jeong had ascended to Seongcheon.
There was a world of difference between becoming a transcendent expert and reaching the top of the class. If Mugeuk was possible only with talent and effort, hundreds of people would have already surpassed Mugeuk.
Yeon Ho-jeong broke that common sense and ascended to Seongcheon before he turned 30.
Zhuge Zhenyan sighed inwardly.
âYouâre really running too fast.â
In many ways, Yeon Ho-jeong was a very fast person.
She purely congratulated Yeon Ho-jeong on his accomplishments. I just hoped that Yeon Ho-jeong, who was fast at everything, would not collapse from exhaustion later.
Yeon Ho-jeongâs face, now alone, turned grim again.
âThank you.â
To be honest, it was true that it was a bit lonely. My heart felt heavy for no reason.
But thanks to Jegal Zinc, it seemed like things had calmed down quite a bit. This is why conversation is important to people.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was laughing, suddenly remembered Yeon Wi.
ââ¦â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs face hardened again.
âfather.â
He didnât think it was too bad that Yeonwi was worried about him.
It was natural for parents to worry about their children. It was also funny to say that it was bad or good. It would be nice if you could live a little more comfortably, but I didnât pay much attention to it because I knew it was a worry that couldnât be prevented.
What Yeon Ho-jeong really cared about was the lightning sword that his father showed at the end.
âHe said it was the three absolute swords.â
I donât know what to name it, but I am proud of the enlightenment that you have achieved, so I roughly call it the Three Absolute Swords.
I didnât know how many of them you had completed. I heard from the person in charge that they had figured out the framework to some extent, but I couldnât tell because I didnât see it properly.
But Yeon Ho-jeong then saw one of the three absolute swords.
When Kwak Jun, who had gone crazy, and his father collided head-on, the lightning-like sword energy that poured out from his fatherâs long sword completely crushed Kwak Junâs body.
To be exact, it was closer to crushing not Kwak Junâs body but his soul. All the vessels of demonic energy that made up his body were completely destroyed. SÑará´h the NovÑlÆire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
In that scene, in the eyes of Yeon Ho-jeong, who had extremely developed Sang-dang Jeon, the very existence of Kwak Jun seemed to be disappearing.
Grumbling.
A ray of cold sweat flowed below Yeon Ho-jeongâs ears.
âDangerous.â
The trauma my father suffered was because of Kwak Jun.
However, the reason my fatherâs insides were so seriously tangled and injured was because of that absolute sword.
âItâs too dangerous a martial art for my father. No, it would be a martial art that would be difficult to use not only for my father but also for any master who reached martial arts level.â
There was turbulence in Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes.
The eyes were a mixture of worry, surprise, joy, and sadness.
âHow much hardship did you have to endure to get there?â
I hoped my father wouldnât use the Heart Sword again. Yeon Ho-jeong sincerely hoped for that.
And he realized. Worrying doesnât go away just because you decide not to worry about it.
Even if his father tells him not to worry, he will worry. This is because you cannot easily shake off worry with willpower alone.
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed deeply.
âNo matter what, you are an unfilial child. You are an unfilial person.â
At that time, Zhuge Yan shouted from below.
âHojeong! Hojeong! hey! Yeonhojeong Daehyeop!â
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted without realizing it.
âDonât call me that, man!â
âCome down quickly! I got a call from the royal palace!â
ââ¦uh?â
Zhuge Yanâs voice was extremely urgent.
âHis Majesty Emperor Hua wants to see you?!â
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