To put it in a good way, he was a sad-hearted young man, but to put it in a bad way, he was a young man with an ordinary appearance that you would easily forget even if you met him once.
He has a physique that is neither too big nor too small, and a natural aura that makes it easy to blend in wherever he is.
Maybe that was why.
Looking at the appearance of a young man next to Zhuge Feng, who returned to his family after completing a rather long overseas trip, the reason why no one could recall the nickname of Geomseong (劍星) was.
“Oh, it’s you.”
Only then did Ma Jong-hak turn around and grin at Zhuge Feng.
Deep yet clear eyes and a smile that makes you feel at ease just by looking at them.
Unlike the world, which was engulfed in extreme confusion and anxiety, the Murim leader, who had to shoulder a greater responsibility than any of them, spoke in an innocent tone.
“I got bored after walking around here and there. “At some point, I just walked along as I was led and ended up here.”
“Are you saying you came here without even knowing where you are?”
“That’s right.”
“The 100 or so halls centered around this garden are all family halls. “Direct descendants of the main family can also come in only with my permission.”
“Is that so? I thought it was a bit strange. “The popular secrets hidden here and there are popular, but there are also quite a few hidden methods in all kinds of miscellaneous organization methods.”
After hearing Ma Jong-hak’s answer, Zhuge Feng couldn’t help but laugh.
“Is there anything good happening?”
“It can’t be. “It’s just because it’s funny.”
The place that not even the great masters of the world dare to pass over is the Zhuge Dynasty.
Could it be that the Cheondogaek (天盜客), who were said to be capable of stealing the sky, invaded the Zhuge Dynasty’s Gajujeon, and immediately got trapped in the engine camp and wandered beyond Dalpo?
He, who was the greatest master in the world at the time, was eventually rescued by the warriors of the Zhuge Dynasty under the order of the benevolent ancestral head of the family, and was released with broken bones, leaving behind these words.
‘If you invade the imperial palace, you will be tortured to death, and the Sichuan Tangmun will die of poisoning, but the Zhuge Dynasty’s soul will be stolen and you will slowly starve to death.’
This is how the Three Prohibited Lands, which left a painful lesson to future thieves, were born.
Of course, it was confirmed that even the best swordsman of the time was useless in front of the best swordsman in the world, the Zhuge Dynasty’s Gaju Battle, who almost starved to death.
“This was rude. “If I had known it was Gajujeon, I would have given permission.”
“I was in a meeting at the time.”
“Does the door not open because the landlord is not there? “You can just ask those who were hiding.”
“Even if you had asked for something just in case, would those friends have opened it for you and said, ‘Wow, where have you been and now you’re here?’”
“Well, he is like that too. “He can’t even be revealed as a leader.”
Seeing Ma Jong-hak scratching the back of his head, Zhuge Feng shook his head.
He was also evaluated as being quite eccentric in the world, but compared to the man in front of him, he seemed like he couldn’t even reach his feet.
“So, what were you doing here?”
“I was smelling the scent.”
“You mean incense?”
Zhuge Feng tilted his head.
Even though a long time had passed since he became the owner of Gajujeon, the number of times he visited the garden was so rare that one could count it on one’s fingers.
This is partly because Zhuge Feng himself devoted most of his time to academics and the study of imperial art, but also because this place was too crude to be called a flower garden.
“As you can see, this garden is full of mulberry trees, so it doesn’t have a particularly nice view or scent.”
“That’s not true. Everything in the world has its own scent. “The same goes for this mulberry tree.”
Maejonghak added softly.
“As for the plum blossoms that are blooming in places I can’t reach right now.”
At that vague voice, Zhuge Feng, who had been silent for a moment, cautiously opened his mouth.
“To the volcano… … Do you want to go back?”
“It’s always been like that. But not in the current situation. “There is a certain place where I need to be.”
“if.”
“I just miss you. It was a peaceful time. “That day I was lying in the sunlight in a forest where plum blossoms were in full bloom.”
Mae Jong-hak stretched out his hand and stroked a nearby mulberry tree.
Perhaps it was because of the frosty weather that ignored the season, but with branches hanging down without any fruit, it resembled the world of today.
“This mulberry tree will bear fruit someday. “Isn’t that right?”
“I guess so. No, we will definitely make that happen. “With my own hands.”
Ma Jong-hak smiled faintly at Zhuge Feng’s powerful answer and opened his mouth.
“Your hands are precious, so use them elsewhere. “For rough work like this, a swordsman like me is the right person to do it.”
“… … !”
For an instant, Zhuge Feng’s eyes trembled as he read the meaning contained in Ma Jong-hak’s words.
One year now.
If it’s short, it’s short, if it’s long, it’s long.
However, the fact that the results of the work that had been pursued more fiercely than ever before was finally within sight was conveyed to us.
So much so that even he, who already knew the entire process and flow, was agitated.
“Lord, that is what you said.”
“I can’t afford to suffer this forever. “Many people have waited patiently for a very long time.”
“Then finally?”
Mae Jong-hak nodded quietly.
“You can’t miss an opportunity that will never come again.”
“… … !”
“You really had a hard time. Jegal head of the family. “If it weren’t for your hard work, we wouldn’t have the opportunity we have today.”
Zhuge Feng, who managed to calm the turbulence, took a deep breath and answered.
“no. “Thanks to everyone’s sacrifices, big and small.”
He looked at his hands, whose tremors still hadn’t completely gone away.
It was rough and rough.
Just like a warrior who devoted his entire life to training.
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Seomseom Oksu, who had only learned the minimum martial arts required to be the head of the family, and whose calluses were slowly disappearing, could no longer be found.
Ever since the dark cloud called Dark Heaven fell over the world, he had been waiting for this day.
Time to prove the reason for the long trip abroad.
“Have you decided who will stay and who will leave?”
“yes.”
“You know the mission given to you.”
“Is that possible? “I have been waiting for this moment all along.”
“Preparations are complete. “Everyone in the whole world.”
After emphatically adding his words, Mae Jong-hak took out a rolled up piece of paper from his arms and held it out.
“This… … .”
“I received it from Master Song before leaving Hanam.”
Maejonghak’s absence is currently a top secret.
Zhuge Feng’s eyes sank deeply when he heard that it was written by Song Hao, a footnote to the Eunyeonggak.
“What is it about?”
“The internal details that still remain. And a map with a list of people who will be with you and where to join them.”
Joy appeared in Zhuge Feng’s eyes as he personally opened the letter and checked it.
“also… … .”
“This is the result of mobilizing the Open and Haomun centers around Eunyeonggak. Since this is done with people personally selected by Song Gakju, there is no need to worry about secrets being leaked.”
“I guess so. “I will do it without the slightest error.”
“This is a field that everyone has worked hard to cultivate, so it shouldn’t be pecked away by birds or insects.”
“Do not worry. Although the process of getting here was painful and difficult, we will complete the harvest in one go without making any mistakes.”
“I believe it.”
Ma Jong-hak, who received the letter again from Zhuge Feng, infused his hands with energy.
Grumbling.
Ashes scattering at the same time as they are engulfed in the flames of Samadhi Evolution.
Seeing Ma Jong-hak burning his letters in preparation for an unexpected situation, Zhuge Feng folded his hands together in an extremely polite manner.
He already knew that it was time for the world’s best swordsman in front of him to leave.
“Please take a look, Master.”
Zhuge Feng bowed with sincere respect.
And when he looked up again, all that remained there were hundreds of mulberry trees shivering in the cool wind.
“You also have an impatient personality. “You just left without saying hello.”
Zhuge Feng, laughing, stretched out his hand and touched the weakly hanging branches of the mulberry tree.
These mulberry trees, which are said to have been planted by Zhuge Wuhu (諸葛武侯), an ancient ancestor, were one of the symbols of the Zhuge Dynasty, but the story told by the common people was actually just a rumor.
‘The Empress Dowager followed Emperor Xiaoye of Han and settled in the land of Bachuk. There is no way the mulberry tree that he planted with his own hands can be found in Hubei, thousands of miles away.’
These mulberry trees were planted by his descendants who laid the foundation for the current Zhuge Dynasty.
To continue the legacy of the Zhuge clan and at the same time remember our great ancestors.
After Zhuge Wuhu’s death, we do not know what happened to the hundreds of mulberry trees that remained in Shu Han, which was eventually destroyed.
However, its roots are continuing in new lands.
If even a single seed remains, the line of life is unbroken.
“What matters is people, not the land.”
Zhuge Feng frowned quietly and brushed off the frost that had formed on the tree branches.
“When I come back, I hope there will be fruit.”
With one last faint smile, Zhuge Feng turned around without hesitation.
And after about a second.
To those who were worrying about the possibility that their family head may have been assassinated by the clan, he suddenly spoke out a word to those who were in the inner circle.
“Now, start packing your bags.”
“yes? What else are you packing?”
“No, you still haven’t finished packing?”
To those who were confused and unable to understand the unexpected words, words fell like a bolt of lightning once again.
“Pack your bags! “The Zhuge family leaves here immediately!”
At that moment, several people thought.
It might have been better for that damned head of the family to have been assassinated by her side.
However, an incomprehensible smile appeared on the lips of Zhuge Feng, who had thrown this enormous bomb.
‘Please, I wish you good luck. leader. and… … .’
Please hold on just a little longer.
Jin Tae-kyung, the fire god dragon.
With that earnest wish in his mind, Zhuge Feng’s gaze was directed towards the west.