oppressed by the presence
It seemed that he knew the meaning of those words.
The heat spreading from the center of the Gucheolun suffocates.
All the grass bugs that were singing in the forest held their breath. The wild beasts that were roaming around had already taken refuge.
Pasasasak.
It’s spring, and the aftermath of winter is still there.
As the heat spread, it felt as if the surroundings were sizzling.
In a situation where it’s getting hard to even breathe and drink.
Mo Yong-tae looked at his opponent and spat out words with difficulty.
“…Hohyup.”
When the special issue is called, Gu Cheol-woon’s gaze turns to Mo Yong-tae.
Dark red eyes and gradually reddish hair.
And to a gradually growing presence.
Mo Yong-tae swallowed in astonishment when he saw such Gu Cheol-un.
‘Was Hohyup this strong?’
It is known that the heyday has already passed. But such a presence.
‘I wonder if he lived while hiding his power.’
It was a rumor in Jungwon that the tiger, who commanded the past, became weak after passing its heyday.
If it is said that he hid his power, the reason is unknown.
Mo Yong-tae recalled Gu Cheol-woon and thought it was reasonable.
The glory of the past that he had cannot be unknown to a military man of the same generation as Cheol-woon Koo.
He is from the late Jisoo who was chosen as the strongest person among the Shinryong of all time.
The youngest Daeju of the Sinryongdae, the best swordsman.
Swordsman, who was the leader at the time, even asserted that the next generation’s first person would be a good friend.
The first person in the world (天下第一人). It is a name that anyone in the midfield would have dreamed of.
And the closest known swordsman even asserted it.
People thought Hohyeop would be like that in the future.
The destruction of the Shinryongdae occurred, and Geomjon left the position of leader. That is until Ho-hyeop took over as head of the Gu family and shut himself up in Shanxi.
Time goes by.
As generations changed several times, Hohyeop’s name gradually began to fade.
Hohyeop, who was feared by Sapa, is now just starting to be called the head of the Shanseogu family.
By the time my son Geombong started to make a name for himself.
I can’t recover my physical condition that has already deteriorated due to the demonic avalanche. It was a time when people said that their heyday had passed.
After Koo Cheol-woon resigned from the position of chief manager. Rumors like this must have spread all the more because he had never shown any force except for the Jinma Sutra bursting into Shanxi.
but.
‘…It’s all nonsense.’
Mo Yong-tae, who faced the present Koo Cheol-woon, was convinced.
Rumors spread in midfield are false.
Gu Cheol-woon, who is right in front of you, was not at the level of a top 100 masters in the midfield.
Mo Yong-tae, the master of the Baekcheon sword, is a soldier of Hwagyeong. He is also a person whose name has risen to the ranks of the top 100 masters.
Mo Yong-tae was convinced of defeat by looking at Goo Cheol-woon now.
Goo Cheol-woon’s heat and presence alone confirm his defeat.
Are you saying that this kind of person is the same person as you?
‘This is nonsense.’
Geuggeuk-!
“…!”
under increasing pressure.
Mo Yong-tae grabbed his tight chest.
“One hundred thousand sword master.”
“…Heo Eok… Ugh….”
Goo Cheol-woon starts to get closer to Mo Yong-tae, who is sweating coldly.
“I asked what are you doing?”
in a loud voice. I feel an intense anger.
Even though it’s a constant voice without any high and low.
The energy contained there expresses anger.
“Aren’t you going to answer me?”
“…Huh…”
It’s not that he doesn’t answer, it’s that he can’t.
Gu Chul-woon slowly reaches out his hand as if he has no interest in Mo Yong-tae’s situation.
Mo Yong-tae felt death as Goo Cheol-woon’s huge hand approached.
Just before Goo Cheol-woon’s hand covered Mo Yong-tae’s face.
“…father.”
tall.
Gu Cheol-wun’s body stopped at the sound of Gu Yang-chun’s voice. Then he turns his head towards Guyangcheon.
To Cheol-woon Gu, the word ‘father’ was a title that Yang-cheon had not heard of for nearly ten years.
At the moment of hesitation, Gu Yang-cheon approached Gu Cheol-wun and said this.
“I am okay.”
It seems that Guyangcheon is also the same when it is difficult to breathe due to the heat.
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Even though he seemed to be breathing fast, Yangchun Gu continued talking.
“Patriarch Moyong was just giving me a few lessons. Please clear up the misunderstanding.”
“…”
Goo Chul-wun listens and watches Gu Yang-cheon calmly.
Those red eyes were unbearably burdensome, but this time Gu Yangchun didn’t avoid his gaze.
A few seconds pass like that.
Swoop.
Goo Cheol-woon retrieves the hand that was trying to grab Mo Yong-tae and stands up.
“Huh.”
Only then was Mo Yong-tae able to breathe.
It was thanks to the presence and heat that had been holding him back in an instant.
Goo Cheol-woon opens his mouth as he sees Mo Yong-tae breathing heavily.
“One hundred thousand sword master.”
At that call, Mo Yong-tae raised his head while wiping the cold sweat.
“Is that true?”
“…”
I think about how to answer. I wondered if it would be right to get help from Gu Yangchun here.
If he answered with pride, he would not know how Gu Cheol-woon would turn out.
He wanted to kill himself, but the behavior Gu Cheol-woon had just shown was no different.
Having recalled that far, Mo Yong-tae closes his eyes and gives an answer.
“…That’s right.”
“…”
Upon hearing Mo Yong-tae’s answer, Gu Chul-wun made a strange expression and took a step back.
It was as if Mo Yong-tae was widening the distance to make it easier for him to get up.
And then.
“Apologize. It seems that I made a mistake by not grasping the situation properly.”
In a calm voice, he apologizes to Mo Yong-tae.
The important thing is not to sound apologetic at all.
Under the circumstances, he would know.
It means that Guyangcheon is in a state of covering Mo Yongtae.
Even so, handing over an apology meant that he chose to just move on. Knowing this, Mo Yong-tae secretly bit his lip and stood up.
“…I am also at fault for causing misunderstanding. Don’t worry.”
“Thank you for your understanding.”
Fake apologies and thanks come and go to express justification.
Mo Yong-tae looked at Gu Yang-cheon behind Gu Cheol-wun.
Gu Yangchun was looking at Mo Yongtae with a subtle expression.
By the time I want to know what kind of expression it is.
-…sorry. You won’t like it, so if you wish, I’ll see you formally next time.
‘…’
The whole tone of Guyangchun passed by Mo Yongtae’s ears.
Saying that I will visit you officially next time.
Did he know how Mo Yong-tae would come out when he came and said that?
Mo Yong-tae still did not like Gu Yang-chun, but there was nothing to criticize him for.
– It became.
-…!
Gu Yangchun widens his eyes when he hears Mo Yongtae’s transmission.
This is because Mo Yong-tae’s tone of voice has completely changed to Ha-ha.
I don’t want to see it as a bad thing, but somehow Gu Yangchun didn’t really hate Mo Yongtae’s inferiority.
– You don’t have to come to me.
-But…
-I’ll visit you next time.
-…
Does that mean that he will fight with the intention of killing himself next time?
When the corners of Guyangchen’s mouth were about to quiver.
– Then I will come back with my daughter. Be prepared.
-…
-I’m just saying this because I’m afraid I’ll misunderstand you, but I didn’t acknowledge you.
-yes.
– It will be like that in the future.
-All right.
If you say that you are coming with Mo Yong-hee, at least it means that you will not engage in sword fighting like now. Did it go over a bit?
Just as he was thinking about it, Mo Yong-tae threw a hand at Goo Cheol-woon.
“…It’s late at night, so if you allow me, I’d like to leave first.”
“It is.”
“Even if it was unexpected. I will visit you in person next time and express my apology once again for having done a terrible thing to your son.”
After hearing Mo Yong-tae’s words, Gu Chul-woon nodded.
After confirming this, Mo Yong-tae sighs exhaustedly and disappears.
By the time the distance widens and Mo Yong-tae’s presence is no longer felt.
Huung-
Guyangcheon felt an inexplicable sense of dread around them.
It must have been Gu Cheol-woon’s miracle.
“…”
Gu Yangchun had to make an ambiguous expression as he alternated between Gimak and Gucheolun.
Gu Yangcheon scratched the back of his head for a moment.
“My lord.”
In the end, he looks at Gu Chul-woon and asks a question.
“okay.”
“Why did you do that?”
questions with doubts.
Just before Gu Cheol-woon starts talking to Gu Yang-chun about what he intends to do. Yangchen Guo adds:
“Are you already watching everything?”
Goo Cheol-wun’s eyes widened slightly at Gu Yang-cheon’s words.
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Father was already watching from the beginning.
I’m so sure
“What is the reason why you persecuted Moyonggaju?”
The conversation I had with Moyonggaju. Bimu-do started by asking to teach him a number himself.
Father must have already been watching everything from the beginning.
As proof, my father told me with a somewhat surprised look.
“How did you know?”
It meant right.
And the reason I was convinced of this, even though I didn’t feel a sign, was no different.
“I thought that would be the case with the head of household.”
“…”
“At least if you promised, you won’t be late or forget.”
I wanted to talk about my father and mother.
As much as we decided to meet here after finishing our meal. I wish my father had come first, but I didn’t think that he would come later.
And that prediction was correct.
“That makes me curious. How did you do that?”
In the meantime, why did the father belatedly intervene?
If you wanted to intervene, you could intervene.
The inaction that my father had just shown me would have been enough.
‘How strong are you?’
Even up to the present day. I hadn’t felt how strong my father was.
What you can be sure of. My father is overwhelmingly stronger than the hundred thousand sword master from just now.
It is a part that can be known even through a previous life.
I didn’t see many moments of direct father’s inaction.
This is the second time I have entered this life.
The appearance shown in the Dark Night Palace.
Even the presence shown now.
I’ve only seen it twice at most, but that alone convinced me.
father is strong
To a degree I can’t even imagine.
“…I wonder why you came so late and persecuted the Master of the Baekcheon Sword.”
At the same time as my question, my father’s hair begins to return to its original color.
The little bit of heat left in the air is also being recovered.
As a result, when I could barely catch my breath, my father spoke to me.
“It was just something I had to do.”
“What should I have done?”
“okay.”
What does that mean?
“Originally, I had no intention of interfering.”
“Then why…”
“Because he really meant to point his sword at you.”
“…!”
“Do I need more reasons than that?”
Because Mo Yong-tae really thought of fighting with me.
If it was just a few lessons, it would have passed.
It meant that he intervened because he was trying to cross the line.
“…Does that mean you really intended to kill me?”
I remember the heat in my father’s hands.
If the Baekcheon Sword Master’s face had been covered, something quite frightening would have happened.
Fortunately, however, my father shook his head slightly and denied this question.
“I was just making a point. I would have taken a similar route if you hadn’t stopped me.”
“…”
He showed signs of being angry and covered up the previous incident.
Or, it meant that Mo Yong-se took various causes so that he could come out in a low-key position on the side.
Does that mean that he acted while calculating this?
Thinking that far, I felt a bit scared of my father.
“…I understand, but are you okay with that?”
“What do you mean?”
“You must have hidden your power and bought it. I am asking if it is okay to show it to the head of the Moyong household.”
If you hid the power you had until now and bought it, there must be a reason.
I wondered if it was okay to show off my strength like this casually.
Then, the father says incredulously.
“third.”
“yes.”
“You seem to be misunderstanding something.”
“yes?”
My father looked at me with his characteristic sharp eyes.
He ran his huge hand through my hair and told me.
“The head of the family has never hidden himself.”
“…!”
I swallowed in vain at my father’s words.
You never hid it in the first place?
“It just didn’t have to be exposed.”
“But rumors…”
“Do you think what others say is so important?”
“It is not.”
“This is also true of the head of the household. This time, I just wrote it where it should be written. It means nothing more.”
This is a story I didn’t know.
My father didn’t even live hiding his power in the first place.
I just didn’t deny or affirm the rumors that spread widely in the midfield.
I mean, I didn’t use it because I had nothing to do with it.
It was a pretty big shock for me.
‘…This is unexpected.’
This was something I really didn’t know.
Considering his father’s personality, that’s understandable enough.
I really didn’t know that.
Around the time I was feeling discouraged.
“third.”
my father calls me
“yes. Lord.”
“You have crossed the wall.”
“…”
I swallowed my saliva at the words he said to me.
My father was talking to me about crossing the border.
“…That’s right.”
“When did you cross the wall?”
“It’s been a little over two months.”
“Right.”
Goo Cheol-woon listens to me and nods his head.
There was no further reaction.
My son reached the hwagyeong before he even passed the terms and conditions, and that reaction was over.
A very consistent person…
“It was hard. Good job.”
“yes. Thanks…yes?”
I raised my eyes at his father’s words and looked at him.
When I looked at my father again, he wasn’t looking at me.
Should I say that the eyes are strangely misaligned?
“My lord…?”
“He said there was something he wanted to ask the head of the family.”
“ah. yes.”
I want to ask where you are looking, but
The father takes the story and brings it to the point.
It seemed like he meant not to ask.
Only then do I swallow a dry saliva.
It must have been because he was reminded of why he and his father had come here alone.
Yes, there was a point.
I had to ask my father the question I wanted to ask.
“My lord.”
At my call, my father looks at me again.
He faced the red eyes there and opened his mouth.
“I heard that my mother is alive.”
“…”
My father’s shoulders move slightly at my question.
Looking at the reaction, he continued talking.
“…Where is my mother? Does the head of the household know?”
“…”
I asked carefully, and my father went through a long silence as he looked at me.
How did you know? Why are you suddenly asking this?
Are you struggling to send me such a question?
While thinking so, I was also thinking about the answer.
Father’s mouth opened.
“okay.”
“…!”
“Know.”
My heart started beating fast at my father’s answer.
