Dark and Light Martial Emperor Chapter 634

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Episode 634

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Prince Moyong walked ahead without saying a word.

Yeon Ho-jeong also did not open his mouth. It was because I was feeling a bit down thinking about my family.

How long did it take to walk like that?

Two people went to a mountain quite far away from Tangga and looked down the mountain.

Although I couldn’t see the entire capital, I could see the vast territory of Danga, Dangata, and a few villages beyond.

Although it was said to be a hill, it was a very steep and high mountain that was difficult to climb. In the first place, to climb it, you had to pass by Dangata, so it was almost impossible for outsiders to climb it without anyone noticing.

It was so desolate and so quiet.

Prince Moyong looked down at Tangga with his back turned.

Yeon Ho-jeong leaned against a tree with his arms crossed and looked at Mo Yong-gun.

How much time has passed?

“Congratulations.”

Yeon Ho-jeong was not embarrassed by the unexpected congratulations.

“Thank you.”

This was the first time we saw each other alone after the party crisis ended. Before that, we didn’t really have a conversation.

Is that why? Moyong-gun’s voice sounded a little unfamiliar.

Prince Moyong continued.

“It took quite some time.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s all about accepting the fact that you started a martial arts drama.”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“What if I don’t accept it?”

“that’s right. Reality doesn’t change anyway. “I didn’t know I would be like this.”

There is nothing worse than spreading yourself around thinking that your opponent is strong. Of course, Prince Moyong also hated and laughed at such a person.

But when I actually became a party to it, I felt truly miserable.

“How is it? Feel.”

“Nothing special.”

“Nothing special?”

“It was nice when I climbed up, but the situation of returning was too urgent for me to enjoy it.”

“It was like that.”

“It’s been over ten days and I haven’t even been able to properly look at my martial arts skills. “Maybe that’s why I don’t feel it.”

“I see.”

Prince Moyong still showed his back.

Yeon Ho-jeong tilted his head.

“So why did you call me? “You didn’t have to come this far to say congratulations.”

Prince Moyong did not answer.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at his back, opened his mouth again.

“It doesn’t look like he’s going to tell me any big secrets, and he doesn’t seem like he’s worried about trying to placate him as an ally.”

“….”

“But I don’t think I want to have a cool fight.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes deepened.

Want to stick? If we had to fight together, we would have done it a hundred times, a thousand times.

But he admitted it. That he is no longer Yeon Ho-jeong’s opponent.

Aside from the fact that it was a musical, I felt it intuitively.

‘I can’t see it.’

Moyong closed his eyes.

‘I look left and right, but I can’t see it. It’s in a place where you can barely see your feet if you raise your head.’

Previously, Yeonhojeong was better than anyone else when it came to capturing the essence.

Still, experts of a similar level were able to feel the extraordinary nature of Yeonhojeong. Because the naturally intimidating feeling cannot be hidden by trying to hide it.

But now I don’t feel anything except the pretense of popularity. It was even unclear whether this person had actually learned martial arts.

Perhaps, if you learn how to practice martial arts more and master it perfectly, it will become difficult to feel much difference from other ordinary people.

‘Rebuttal, return to truth…!’

The highest level and dignity that a martial artist can have.

If you learn something to the extreme, it will end up looking ordinary. This is a principle that also applies to martial arts.

Rebuttal. Return to its original pure and true state.

Yeonhojeong will soon reach the same level. The opening of martial arts is not the end, and in the vast and ever-changing world of martial arts, perhaps even the state of half-baked return may be nothing more than a passing point.

“What does the world look like as you see it?”

This was also a random question.

Yeon Ho-jeong frowned.

“I don’t like talking in circles without getting to the point.”

“I really want to hear it. “Even if we don’t have a good relationship, it’s not like we’d be uncomfortable talking to each other, right?”

It’s uncomfortable, you idiot.

Yeon Ho-jeong shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s such an abstract and broad question that it’s difficult to give an answer.”

“Then let’s ask a little more directly. Would you like to leave this world free? Or do you think control is necessary?”

“Control is essential if society is to be maintained.”

“I guess that’s true too.”

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“It is necessary, but it would be better to avoid controls that infringe on human rights.”

“Ideal.”

“I like to pursue ideals.”

“Everyone has different ideas about human rights.”

“I guess so.”

It was a concise answer, as if he didn’t want to talk about that part for a long time.

Moyong opened his eyes.

When I looked at Danga again, it seemed like it had somehow changed a little.

“What do you think of me?”

“What caught me today?”

“I really want to hear it.”

Uncharacteristically, there was earnestness in his voice.

Yeon Ho-jeong said angrily.

“Ganwoong (奸雄), who is crazy about power and does not hesitate to ignore the law and go on a rampage.”

“…haha.”

“An immoral politician who takes great care of his own people but ignores the fact that others also have families.”

“Is it wrong to prioritize my own people over others?”

“And a coward who is reluctant to reveal such tendencies to the world.”

“….”

“You don’t have to take good care of other people, even if they are your own. Because everyone is different. The problem is that you are the head of the Hundred Islands prestigious family.”

“Can’t the head of a prestigious family do that?”

“You want to talk about free will? If that’s the case then that’s okay. “At some point, I will disappear into the back of history along with my family.”

“….”

“If you want that kind of ending, do whatever you want.”

Those were truly terrifying words.

If he really wanted to do that, it sounded like he would personally put an end to it.

Prince Moyong turned around.

Unexpectedly, his expression was calm. Even though I heard some pretty provocative words.

“You still see the world in an overly idealistic way.”

“Is it wrong?”

“It’s not wrong, but it’s still unfortunate. “The ideals you speak of are merely ideals and do not present systems or innovative norms for reality.”

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“…?”

“I am not a politician. “I am a martial arts person who lives in the martial arts world, and before I am a martial artist, I am anything but an ordinary person.”

“That’s a hard thing to handle. A rare genius who performed a musical before turning 30 is ordinary? “It’s just a play on words.”

“That’s the problem.”

“What do you mean?”

“It is praiseworthy that the martial arts people are strong. However, from the perspective of a blacksmith or a servant, he is just a swordsman who does not know how to do anything productive.”

“…!”

“The specialness you talk about ultimately centers on power. You won’t deny that the world ultimately follows the logic of power, but you don’t even pay attention to the world outside of that. So, for the sake of ambition, you can kill people who have nothing to do with you without any remorse.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes wavered.

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“I am just one of countless people living in this world. “You, the powerful people of Seongcheon, and my family are the same.”

“….”

“But because there is such a thing as influence, you have to be more careful and think more deeply. At the same time, we are fighting against the three religions because we have the power to protect our home.”

“….”

“I don’t know what you want to say, but if you want to point out my ideology or try to appease me, there is no need to continue the conversation. “After all, we cannot understand each other and we will not give up our respective goals.”

“You are such a frustrating person.”

“From what I can see, there is no one in the martial arts community who doesn’t listen to others as much as you do. “It’s very frustrating.”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned around.

“If you’ve said everything you want to say, I’ll leave. “Like you said, I haven’t perfected my martial arts skills yet.”

“For what?”

It seemed like he wasn’t finished talking yet.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked back at Mo Yong-gun with an expression that everything was a hassle.

“What are you talking about again?”

“Even though you have so much talent and power, why are you satisfied with your position?”

“I don’t want to tell you, and even if I do, you won’t understand.”

“Be honest about your desires. What I’m saying is, don’t be caught up in the framework of morality and set limits. “If you have power and talent, you can achieve everything you want based on that.”

Moyong’s voice gradually became more passionate.

“You said power equals responsibility, right? That’s right. You must take responsibility for that power. You have to prove your strength and talent to the world. “Talent is not about fun, it’s about proof.”

“I’m not interested in my talent and have no intention of proving it. “He’s not a genius to begin with.”

“Are you going to stop using your natural talent properly because of moral limitations?!”

“If I have talent and have reached a level like this, I will use that power to prevent invasion by foreign powers. “That is my responsibility.”

“That is your limit! “The person who cries out for freedom and rights is such an illusion…!”

“Do you really want me to not set limits?”

Flash!

At that moment, the surrounding air suddenly became cold.

Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

The slightly chilly wind quickly turned into an ice storm, turning Mo Yong’s complexion pale.

A murderous look appeared in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.

“Should I kill you right now, without any moral limits?”

“…!!”

“It’s because of my limitations that you can talk nonsense to me right now. “If I hadn’t paid attention to my surroundings and gone crazy, your body would have become fertilizer for an unknown mountain by now.”

“….”

“Don’t provoke me with irresponsible words. “I don’t know what you want, but in the end, what you’re saying is just nonsense that sounds plausible.”

Whoops.

The extremely cold air returned to its original state as if it had never happened before.

Yeon Ho-jeong said calmly.

“Following Shinhwa and Saeum, now even Gwanghyeol has appeared. To be precise, we have been targeting this land for a very long time.”

“….”

“As the head of a prestigious family and the head of a martial arts family representing the mighty martial arts, I hope you will take a good look at what the cause is.”

Yeon Ho-jeong turned around again.

There was no hesitation at all in the sight of him walking back and forth.

Moyong-gun, who was looking at his back, suddenly said.

“You didn’t get to the point.”

Yeon Ho-jeong waved his hand without turning around.

“I have nothing to say or hear.”

“Kill me.”

“…?!”

Yeon Ho-jeong, surprised, looked back at Mo Yong-gun.

Before we knew it, Moyong’s eyes had found stability.

“Just kill me right here and now.

”…It’s too much for a joke.”

“The only chance you have to stop me is now. If you don’t kill me here, I will take over the Murim Alliance and make the world mine. And I think I’m capable of that.”

“….”

“After today, you will never be able to stop me.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes deepened.

“You get to choose.”

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