Episode 80
To prevent them from getting along
“… So you’re saying that all of this happened because of the weapon you made?”
Danghosan pressed his throbbing temple with his index finger as he looked at the half-ruined smokescreen of the Baeksangjeon.
Suddenly, I heard a huge explosion and thought that maybe the Bukhaejong had already come, so I ran over in a panic, but it turned out to be Dangchukryong who had caused the accident.
Hearing that made my back hurt so much.
It was a job to send all the guests who had come to see the sights back to their accommodations, saying that it was nothing, and it was also a job to collect the remains of the ruined Baekseokjeon.
‘If I hadn’t guided the hungry King to a restaurant in advance, he would have been even more furious, claiming that he was trying to assassinate me. Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.’
Perhaps the original plan to draw the North Sea Powers deep into the division had to be abandoned.
The problem was that even after causing such a huge accident, Dangchuk-yong was just smiling as if he found it so funny.
‘And there are no traces left here-‘
Danghosan’s two eyes scanned the training ground very sharply.
Traces of the sword wind remain thickly over the traces of explosives and weapons.
It seemed to sweep here and there like a whirlwind, but it had a very sharp cutting power like a well-honed blade.
It was evidence that it wasn’t just a simple explosion of memorization.
‘Was that the trace left by Whia? That child’s whirlwind has risen to another level.’
Did he become stronger by holding a weapon that fit his hand, or was it simply a manifestation of enlightenment?
For whatever reason, Unhwi’s growth was truly dazzling.
It was even more advanced than the handshake we had at Punghwajeong.
At this point, it seemed like even he couldn’t take it lightly anymore.
‘In particular, the nature of this explosively spreading storm is more aptly described as vicious rather than violent.’
If there is a target exposed to this whirlwind, won’t they be endlessly trampled by the sword winds swirling from all directions and eventually fall?
I think I understand why Dangchuk-yong was talking about a panic attack.
‘Whia and the old man… we have to stop them from colluding with each other.’
The moment the two biggest troublemakers in the Kowloon branch join hands, you never know what might happen.
Danghosan was realizing a lesson that was not a lesson.
“Well, I guess so. Hehe! What do you think? It’s been a while since I’ve tried my best. This old man’s skills are still there, aren’t they?”
“Who would doubt the old man’s skills?”
If you do that, your head will get hit by a cannonball and explode.
Danghosan couldn’t bring himself to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue and had to force himself to hold them back.
“Right? Hehehe! Then I’m done with my work, so I’ll go back to the night market. Hey. I have a lot to do, but going back and forth is so annoying.”
Contrary to his annoyed expression, his face was filled with anticipation.
Danghosan came to his senses.
What Gui Zhe Gal said a while ago came to mind.
“I heard that you arrived earlier than scheduled and are staying at Nobanyabang. Are you still there?”
“I don’t know. I think she might have left since she said it was about time for her to come back.”
“… Are you sure you ran away from home again without saying a word to the Nokjondae?”
“How many times has that happened? They’ll probably come running at you with their eyes wide open?”
“… … .”
Dang Ho-san, who knew very well how reckless Am-Jeon was, unlike what was known to the outside world, seemed to have a rough idea of the situation before his eyes.
It was a usual thing.
The evil spirit is always mischievous, and his granddaughter, Dang Ye-won, is always angry.
‘… I’ll have to pack something for Won-ah when I meet her later.’
Although he was a dark lord whom I personally respected like my own father, following him around was an act that required a lot of patience from a person.
“So I guess I’ll be going now. Please take care. Hehehehe!”
Dangchuk-yong left with a brief greeting.
‘When will this ever be finished?’
I feel like I’m going to die because there’s so much work to do.
Danghosan sighed deeply as if the ground was about to collapse.
* * *
The rain was falling steadily.
“Hey, shit! Why is it suddenly raining like this?”
There was someone who stepped into the Cheongpung Guesthouse, which was bustling with customers and noisy.
A height that is one inch shorter than other people.
It was a party affair.
“Excuse me, sir. I know it was a long journey, but as you can see, all the seats are currently full, so it is difficult to take your order. I apologize.”
Dangchuk-yong smiled faintly as he watched Jeom So-yi carefully bow down and apologize instead of shaking off the rainwater on her collar.
“You must be having a hard time with all these guests. And I already have company.”
“Oh, really? Could you please tell me the name of the person who made the reservation?”
“I made a reservation under the name of Noh Ban.”
“Oh, you’ve reserved a private room. The other passengers are already here. Please come here!”
“Thank you.”
Jeomso-i guided Dangchuk-yong to a separate room at the back of the building.
Dangchuk-yong clicked his tongue lightly as he glanced around the inside of the guest house.
Even though there were a lot of people, I felt like there were just too many.
‘Are these all noblemen who came to see our worthless older brother from afar?’
People of the world say.
The Dark Lord is the giant who protects the Central Plains from the ambitions of outsiders.
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But Dangchuk-yong was still too unfamiliar with such expressions.
Maybe it’s because my older brother and I have always fought and grabbed each other by the collar since we were little, but whenever I heard that kind of evaluation, the first question that came to my mind was ‘Why?’
A troublemaker who is always causing trouble to torment his cute granddaughter.
A foolish old man who seems like he’ll have to live another half a century to become wise.
If this was an evaluation, I would at least nod my head.
‘I really need to take off that bare face someday.’
Look at it now.
If you have to run away from your granddaughter who is searching for you with her eyes wide open, why didn’t you choose a place like this for the meeting place(?)?
While Dangchuk-yong was grumbling, the door to the separate room opened wide.
Amjon was quietly observing the scenery outside with his back to the door.
“Are you here?”
“No, if someone comes, shouldn’t they at least raise their hand and say hello, or at least make eye contact?”
“Why are you asking me questions when you’re so small it’s hard to make eye contact?”
“Huh! You’re just a talking example.”
There were exactly two taboo words that could never be mentioned in front of Dangchuk-yong.
One is disability.
And the other one was the kidney.
In particular, if you touched the kidney area incorrectly, you could end up having to drink a bowl of the spicy taste of Dangchukyung’s special gunpowder.
The limbs lost in the explosion could now be replaced with prosthetic arms and legs, but the kidney loss was something that could not be overcome.
But the author, who is my older brother, touched it so carelessly.
Dangchuk-yong thought about it for a moment.
‘Just close your eyes and try to blow it up?’
At that time, he had in his bosom a specially made small Hwansalno (渙殺弩) for emergencies.
A crossbow mainly used by the old Gwangpungdae.
What the Dangchuk-yong had was that, although it was small in size, it was made for single-use, so its firepower was certain.
I’m confident that I have the power to defeat even the most extreme of masters in one blow, so if I were to blow that shameless face up, it would be quite a sight…
“Stop doing useless things and come sit here.”
Tsk! Anyway, you seem like a quick-witted old man.
“Why did you suddenly call me when I was walking home safely? I’m already very busy.”
Dangchuk-yong sat across from the dark lord, holding a bear cub in his mouth.
At that moment, the waiters started delivering the food that had been ordered in advance. There was also alcohol.
“Would you like a drink?”
“No problem. Didn’t I tell you? I have a ton of work to do. If you have something to say, say it quickly.”
“Anyway, with that damn personality. Well, if the Hangzhou inspector doesn’t like that guy, he won’t do it.”
Amjon opened the bottle’s lid with a grin.
Mulberry!
A fragrant scent spread along with the sound of the wind blowing.
Dangchuk-yong felt his mouth water as he watched the wine being poured into the dark room’s glass.
“Uh-huh! But what kind of drink did you order?”
“Fixed Princess.”
“Huh? Isn’t that something that’s only supplied to the royal family?”
“If this body is the emperor of the Four Heavenly Kingdoms, how could I not drink it?”
It was an incredibly arrogant statement.
If the royal guards or the classmates had heard about it, it would have been a shameful sight to immediately arrest them for treason, but Amjon was of the opinion that if that was the case, then go ahead and do it.
It was a pride that emerged from the confidence that no matter how royal they were, they would not be able to do anything they wanted in this land of Sacheon.
In fact, he exuded the dignity and authority that one would expect from an emperor.
At this time, even Dangchuk-yong had no choice but to acknowledge his older brother.
They say that a place makes a person, and from some point on, my older brother would sometimes show me a side of himself that I didn’t know about.
“If you want to drink, tell me quickly. Don’t think about grumbling again after emptying the bottle.”
“Damn it! Even if someone backs out once, can’t you recommend them twice? How can you talk about the Emperor of the Four Heavenly Kingdoms when people are so mean-spirited?”
“The original monarch is shameless. Hehe. Hehe.”
“Aren’t you embarrassed to say something like that yourself?”
“I told you. Don’t drink. Anyway, don’t drag the conversation on and just choose. Are you going to drink or not?”
“Give me!”
“I heard you have a lot of work to do today?”
“The guys below me do the work. Why should I do it?”
“Hahahaha! Yes. That’s a very good attitude! As the saying goes, the best way to get a taste of fun is to hit those below you.”
While chatting casually, the two glasses were filled to the brim with conversation that would not have been strange if the Dang Ye-won and Nok Jong-dae had heard about it and started a rebellion right away.
“Hmm?”
“Isn’t the taste a bit unique?”
“It’s delicious, but what should I say-”
“The unique feature of this fixed-price princess is that the taste changes here and there.”
“Is it because it is made with spring water raised in Anhui?”
It was a conversation with many meanings.
Anhui was the territory where Dongje Namgung had established his base for hundreds of years.
“Eight, this won’t work. I need to drink this damn alcohol quickly and get rid of it.”
“That’s a good idea.”
It has been known for a long time that the Namgung Sega clan wants to control the flow of the Yangtze River.
They have been publicly announcing that they have no such intentions, but given their recent advances into Hunan Province, where the Grand Canal and Dongting Lake are located, it is impossible not to know their intentions.
So, Amjon wanted to keep Namgung Se-ga in check, and he even had the intention of getting rid of him someday.
And that time… is running out.
Perhaps this space was intended to discuss the first steps toward that end.
‘Special Forces… Anyway, I was completely taken by that.’
After going around a few times, the bottle quickly emptied.
widely!
Amzon asked, putting down his glass.
“How did it look?”
Although it was a question without a subject, both of them knew very well that the subject was Yun-Hwi.
A child who might become the center of the special forces.
Dangchuk-yong snorted lightly while holding the bear’s tail.
“You must have been watching, right?”
“It might be different from what I saw in person. It seems like you’ve mastered the sword properly?”
“That’s right.”
“How was it?”
“It was very brutal.”
Phew-
Dangchuk-yong blew smoke into the air.
His gaze was fixed on the ceiling.
“Why does someone who hasn’t even reached the age of maturity have so much regret and resentment in his heart? Tsk! It seems like he poured it all out with his sword.”
“It goes well with the wind.”
“It just suits you well? Rather, it would have been better if it had been more polarized, and I don’t think it would have weakened!”
“I saw it exactly as I saw it.”
“You said that kid would be a coward because of that debt, right? You were right. That kid will be a coward. He might even blow up the alliance!”
Dangchuk-yong gave Yun-hui’s sword the name Gyeop-pung-seon.
That was the word that came out of the soliloquy Amjon muttered while he was creating the fear balloon.
“So, what would it be like if you poured everything out like that?”
That happens often.
At first, they run like a racehorse with a clear sense of purpose, but once they reach their destination, they lose all their energy and just live the rest of their lives as if they were flowing.
There was a brief worry that Yun-hui might do the same, but Dang-chuk-yong simply laughed in disbelief.
“Spill it all out? Don’t worry. That’s absolutely not possible.”
“Hmm?”
“You’ll know when you see it for yourself.”
It seemed as if the storm that Yun Hui had unleashed was still vivid before his eyes.
At that time, the balloon looked violent and vicious, but that was only on the surface, and in reality, it was crying.
Very viciously and desperately.
“The new whirlwind belongs only to him.”
“You seem confident.”
“I’m not sure. It’s true. Not that guy, but the whirlwind? Well. It’s hard to even think about it.”
Amjon looked at Dangchukryong with a slightly strange look.
He also did such a test because he had read Yun-hui’s talent buried in the balloon, but it was extremely rare for Dang-chuk-ryong to praise him so highly.
What aspect of Dae-Jeong Yun-Hwi captured Dang-Chu-Ryong’s favor?
‘This guy has a much better eye for people than I do… Hmm! This is a problem.’
Dangchuk-yong tilted his head as he watched the dark spirit quietly pondering.
“It looks like you don’t understand what I’m saying at all?”
“To be honest… yes.”
“In what part?”
“Talent, perseverance, vision, ability, personality, and even the fact that he’s the son of Hosan. He’s a solid kid in every way.”
“So what’s the problem?”
“That’s the problem. He’s not only more qualified to be a major player, he’s more than qualified to be a major player. But-”
The smile that had been on the corner of Amjon’s mouth for a moment disappeared as if it were a lie.
At the sight of her emotionless face, Dang Chuk-yong felt a chill run down his spine.
“How can I become a major if I am not qualified to join that unit?”
“!?”
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