< Episode 54 Peak (3) >
Before half-time.
Master Hwan Ya-seon stood in front of the entrance to Hoejujeon’s sleeping quarters with a somewhat nervous look in his eyes.
‘How long has it been like this?’
It was Hoeju, who had not seen his face for quite some time since his illness deepened.
He was unable to see the Hoeju to the extent that he even gave orders to himself, the head of the cancer branch in charge of confidentiality, through the Vice Hoeju.
But suddenly, completely unexpectedly, he called me.
That’s why I couldn’t help but wonder.
There was one thing I could guess.
‘······Could it be that the vice president found out?’
If that’s the case, it’s going to be quite difficult.
How much care had been taken to prevent that information from reaching the owner?
I just hoped that there would be nothing to worry about.
-Kkiik!
At that time, the door to the shelter opened.
The person who opened the door was none other than Vice President Mong Seocheon.
-widely!
The head of the female clan controlled his facial expression and put his hands together with a smile on his face as he made a bowing gesture.
“Oh ho ho. “I send greetings to the vice-president.”
Vice President Mong Seocheon did not show any particular reaction to his greeting.
Rather, he looked at King Amjong with a strange expression.
Then,
“How come you didn’t bring your disciple?”
“My disciple is out on errands for a while, so I’ll send a subordinate to bring him back…”
“If you do, please come in.”
Before he could finish speaking, Vice Lord Mong Seocheon turned and made a hand gesture.
Seeing that he looked much colder than usual, the eyes of Hwan Ya-seon, the leader of the cancer clan, narrowed.
I thought that this concern might become a reality.
‘It’s difficult.’
Because we had not yet secured the exact location and perfect escape route, we were unable to do anything.
If Hoe-ju finds out in the meantime, things go awry.
If that happens…
‘······.’
Hwan Ya-seon gritted her teeth slightly.
Then, he covered his mouth with a smile and entered the room again.
I’ve been to the Lord’s residence several times before, with a few lights on, but today the entire room felt heavy and cold.
The air in the sick person’s living quarters could not have been colder, and this was probably due to increased tension.
-Jump, jump, jump!
My steps are heavy.
Although I kept a smiling face, I felt nauseous.
The opponent was the leader of the Heaven and Earth Association, a member of the Six Heavens, which is said to be the pinnacle of the current martial arts world.
Facing him was bound to be uncomfortable, no matter how he was.
A large bed attached to the wall of a spacious living room.
On such a bed, the feet made of thin cloth were hanging down, and the inside was vaguely visible.
-Sigh!
Vice President stood in front with his hands together and said.
“The master of cancer has arrived.”
“Cluck cluck.”
A coughing sound was heard from inside.
In response, Hwan Ya-seon, the leader of the Amjong clan, who stood behind Bu Hoe-ju, hurriedly put his hands together and bowed his head.
“I know how to eat raw fish.”
Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes narrowed even further as she lowered her head.
Even so, I was curious to see how much the details of Hoeju had improved.
However, when I heard the scratching sound mixed with the coughing sound, it felt like the condition was still the same.
‘That’s strange.’
Why does a master of the level of Hoeju have an illness that lasts this long?
‘Are you sure he suffered internal injuries that cannot be restored?’
There were only a few people in the society who knew about this.
The reason why only such a small number of people knew about it was because Hoeju’s internal injuries were more severe than expected and he was unable to gain the upper hand in the confrontation with him.
But even so, it was too long.
If you were an expert with internal skills as deep as Hoeju, you would have been able to treat your internal injuries on your own at this point.
It was a moment of puzzlement.
“Amjongju.”
It was Hoeju’s voice that I hadn’t heard in a long time.
“Yes, please speak.”
“Do you have anything to say to me?”
“······.”
At that moment, the expression of Hwan Ya-seon, the leader of the Amjong clan, hardened.
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I thought there must have been a story in the dictionary about why something was called, but I didn’t expect it to hit me like this.
However, Hwan Ya-seon did not easily expose her emotions in these matters.
“Ahhh. “I’m feeling pretty good…”
“Imperial palace.”
It was before I even finished speaking.
Hwan Ya-seon was choking on just one word.
What I was worried about happened.
They disrupted the information so much that the Vice President did not notice, but it seems they were unable to stop it.
‘It was too much.’
If it weren’t for the imperial palace, we could have taken a little more time.
However, it seems like the opportunity was missed.
I was quickly thinking about what to do about this.
The voice of Vice President Mong Seocheon, who was in front, was heard.
“Do you really think that Amjong, the information department of this conference, doesn’t know what you found out?”
“······.”
this.
There was no room for avoidance.
Already figured it out.
Testing myself in this way was itself a kind of test.
Hoeju was that kind of person.
If this were to happen, there was only one way.
Lord Hwan Ya-seon raised his head and said with a grin.
“Oh ho ho. Could that be possible? He also received information that he was detained in the imperial palace.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the vice president turned his head and glared fiercely at me and said.
“But why didn’t you report it?”
“This is really causing trouble.”
“Difficulty?”
“The vice president is talking as if I hid it on purpose.”
Hwan Ya-sun said in a tone that he felt bad about being suspected.
Then the Vice President snorted and said.
“Then why did you not report the fact that he was detained in the royal palace’s gold prison?”
‘Ahhh.’
It comes out like this.
Seeing as they were pressing me like an interrogation, did I call them because of suspicion?
There was nothing left to do.
Hwan Ya-seon spoke without losing her composure.
“Are you sure that’s true?”
“what?”
The vice president frowned.
“What would you do if it was information deliberately released by the imperial palace to attract the remnants of Baehwagyo?”
“······.”
Hearing the words of Hwan Ya-seon, head of Amjong, Bu Hoe-ju was momentarily speechless.
This was no less than an adventure for Hwan Ya-seon.
From his perspective, as a true remnant of Baehwagyo, it would have been better not to talk about Baehwagyo as much as possible, but there was nothing he could do now.
Otherwise, it was obvious that the Vice President would push himself even further.
Fortunately,
‘I’m still not sure about the information.’
It seemed that the vice president had not received certain information.
I think I only got information that he was being held in a gold prison in the imperial palace, just like myself.
If so, I think we can push it a little further.
“As the head of the information ministry, I must take responsibility if I post information that is unclear. Of course, we carefully check the authenticity…”
“There is no need for authenticity.”
The person who cut off the horse was none other than Hoeju.
At this, Hwan Ya-seon hurriedly lowered his head and said as if he was sorry.
“Haona Hoeju…”
“Cluck cluck. “There isn’t much time anymore.”
“yes?”
What on earth do you mean just now?
You don’t have much time anymore?
It was right then.
“Look at the main seat.”
-Wow!
The thin feet lifted and Hoeju appeared from the bed.
Hwan Ya-seon’s eyes widened when she unconsciously raised her head and saw Hoe-ju.
‘······What is this?’
* * *
After half an examination again,
A secret training hall within the main building.
“If you’re slower than a pig, is that a bug?”
‘this guy!’
The surprise was short-lived, and Meng Wuyak’s eyes became harsh at Mo Qingyun’s mocking insults.
However, unlike the one who started the fight, Meng Muyak had a very cool-headed personality.
Perhaps that’s why I analyzed tree cultivation in a short period of time.
‘The energy I felt was only at the peak level. However, this movement and the force pressing the tip of the sword are even greater than that.’
That means you have saved your energy.
When Meng Wuyak realized this, he inwardly stuck out his tongue.
From what I heard, he came out of the gate of Sihyeolgok as the top performer, but he was only 17 years old, and considering the level of late Sihyeolgok scores so far, I expected him to be at the peak of maturity.
However, if you can deceive your own feelings,
‘I guess I’ll have to take more than that into consideration.’
-Papak!
Meng Wuyak, who judged that Mo Qingyun may have had a higher level of martial arts than expected, soon moved his foot backwards using footwork to shift his balance.
Then, naturally, Mok Gyeong-un’s body, which was pressing the tip of the sword, also tilted forward.
That moment,
-Park!
Meng Wuyak quickly threw a kick towards Mo Qingyun’s tilted neck.
If you have narrow vision, you will get hit by this, and if it is longer than that, you will have no choice but to take your hand off the sword to avoid the kick and prevent it from tilting.
however,
-closely!
That expectation was out of line.
Mok Gyeong-un, who was pressing the end of the sword with his palm, grabbed it and,
-grasp!
I just grabbed it and swung it around.
Thanks to that,
‘Tsk.’
Mong Wuyak’s body, which was throwing a kick while holding the sword, stumbled sideways and was forced to twist.
But it didn’t end here.
Meng Wuyak raised his attack power to fight against this.
-Waaaah!
‘this!’
Nevertheless, Meng Wuyak’s body swung more strongly and soon,
-Paaaaaaaaaaa!
He lost his grip on the sword soldier and flew away nearly eight paces.
Although I was embarrassed, I calmly rotated the new model in the air and corrected my posture.
-Chrrrrrrrr!
Unable to relieve Mo Kyung-un’s strength, he was pushed off the floor nearly seven paces.
Nie Chun, the third guard of the main building, who was looking at this with wide eyes, clapped his hands and cheered.
-Clap clap!
“Hahahaha! good! very good!”
Deep down, he thought that if Sadal happened, Mok Gyeong-un would naturally suffer damage.
It was inevitable that Mong Wuyak was the son of Vice Lord Mong Seo-cheon and the grandson of Mong Wu-jong, King of Haegeom, who retired and entered the order of elders.
He was taught by one of the top five retired masters of his generation and his time, and was known to have an innate swordsmanship. He was excited to see him lose to Shinjin, who was not even a member of the Five Tigers and had not yet completed his military service.
-Wow!
Of course, Nie Chun’s cheers were enough to stimulate Meng Wuyak’s pride.
Although he was clearly the first to start an argument, he had his own reasons.
This was because it was thought that Mokgyeongun had desecrated the sword.
If he was a disciple of the Master of the Amjong, he would definitely be a swordsman and not a swordsman, but I really didn’t like the idea of carrying around that great sword made by a master named Gu Yaja as an ornamental object.
So it was called a pearl necklace on a pig’s neck.
But it turned out to be funny.
As a swordsman, I tried to teach him a lesson, but he ended up humiliating himself.
Meng Wuyue glared at Mu Qingyun.
If we step back like this, this disgrace will really become entrenched.
Therefore.
-Sigh!
Meng Wuyak, who was clutching the test paper, aroused anticipation.
“Okay. Let’s compete properly…”
“Before that, take this back.”
‘!?’
At that moment, Mok Gyeong-un threw something like a javelin.
It was none other than the sword taken from Meng Wuyak.
-Paaaang! Sigh!
The sword flew in front of him in an instant.
What kind of air power does this guy have that made the sword fly right in front of him in the blink of an eye?
Just by looking at the speed, one could guess its power.
But,
-Park!
The flying sword suddenly stopped in midair.
-floating!
Nie Chun couldn’t hide his surprise as he saw the sword coming to a halt right in front of him.
‘no. ‘Can you block that with Jinki?’
The sword’s power seemed to be unusual, and I thought I would have to avoid it, but I didn’t expect that I could block it with just my strength.
It seemed like Dream Muyak’s level of internal strength had become much stronger than before.
At this, Nie Chun cried out to Meng Wuyak with exclamation.
“hot! Dreamy! “Have you eaten hundreds of years of old wastewater?”
however,
“······I’m not.”
Meng Wuyak said with a puzzled expression.
Nie Chun tilted his head.
What are you talking about?
Are you saying it’s not you?
“What are you talking about?”
“It’s not me who stopped the sword just now!”
“what?”
At this, Nie Chun looked at Mo Gyeong-un in disbelief.
‘huh?’
However, Mo Qingyun was looking at Mengwu Ruo’s sword floating in the air with a serious face that had lost all smiles.
Not that guy either?
How on earth is this happening?
It was a moment when I was confused and didn’t understand the meaning.
-Sreung!
‘Huh? ‘A sword?’
At that time, the sword, which was floating in the air, came out of Meng Wuyak’s scabbard and rushed towards Mo Qingyun, cutting through the air at an incredible speed.
-Chaaaa!
Mok Kyung-un’s eyes became sharp as he looked at this.
This energy in the flying sword was something I had never experienced before.
Jinki was moving his sword like a living, breathing peerless swordsman.
What kind of harmony is this?
As I was doing this, the cry of a startled young man reached my ears.
-It’s sword fighting!
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