Legends of the Swordsman Scholar Chapter 334

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Episode 334. The person in charge

Il-Ah-Young tilted her head.

‘Did you get rescued while I was unconscious?’

The surroundings were so ordinary and peaceful that it even made me think that way.

Except that it was a strange place I had never seen before.

‘Ah! My Lord!’

Il-Ah Young thought of Sang-Dan-Ju Lee Ho-Am.

At that time, I remembered someone shouting that the old man had been kidnapped.

widely.

Il-Ah-Young came down from the bed.

I still had my shoes on, but I didn’t have time to worry about that.

Sarak.

Il-Ah-Young approached the door and checked the situation.

The door opened by sliding on either side, but no sound could be heard from outside.

Slowly and carefully, Il-Ae Young opened the door.

Druk.

It was the moment when Il-Ah-Young frowned at the unusually loud sound of the door.

Sling.

A sharp blade suddenly appeared before Il-Ae-Young’s eyes.

“Whoa!”

Il-Ah-Young screamed without realizing it and stepped back.

Two sharp swords blocked the entrance like a lock.

Il-Ah-Young could immediately understand what it meant.

He himself is still being held captive.

Ssuk.

Meanwhile, the two swords disappeared to the left and right respectively.

‘profit.’

Il-Ae Young bit her lip in surprise.

She steeled her resolve and took another step toward the door.

Sling.

As expected?

Two swords blocked Il-Ae-Young’s eyes again.

But Il-Ah-Young neither screamed nor stepped back.

“What are you doing?”

Il-Ah-Young looked to the side and spoke sharply.

There were two warriors standing on either side of the door.

The knife was just what they pulled out.

“Who are you? Why did you bring me here?”

But the warriors remained silent.

The warriors with their swords drawn were glaring at Il-A-Young with frightening eyes.

It was enough to make even a strong man feel fear, but Il-Ah-Young was different.

“What? Why are you staring at me?”

She is the daughter of a nobleman.

Moreover, Il Ah-young, who resembled Il Chung-hyun when he was young, had a personality that would rebel even more if someone tried to put him down.

“Where am I? Who ordered me to do this? This is a serious crime! Look!”

Even though Il-A-Yeong poured out her power like a waterfall, the warriors did not even flinch.

“No, if someone asks, what would you say… ?”

Sabak.

It was when Il-Ah-Young took a step forward.

Whoosh.

The sword cut through the wind.

‘oh!’

The sharp blade passed in front of Il-Ae-Young’s surprised eyes and cut through her hair.

Sarak.

Il-Ae Young’s expression turned pale as her hair fell down.

When had she ever faced such a blatant threat?

Il-Ah-Young was out of breath and her heart was pounding.

But at the same time, a fierce backlash arose.

It was her nature.

“Why are you suddenly swinging your sword and causing a fuss? Who would eat someone if you said so? Who the hell is in charge here? If you kidnapped someone, you should at least show your face!”

Il-Ah-Young screamed.

But not a single step forward was taken.

“What the hell do you want? Hey! Do you hear me? Bring me the person in charge!”

The warriors didn’t even respond.

“joy!”

Il-Ah Young grabbed the door with both hands and slammed it shut roughly.

widely.

The visit is closed.

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Only then did Il-Ah-Young take a breath.

“Haa, haa.”

My heart was pounding.

‘I’m crazy. To those with knives… … .’

When I think about it, it was an incredibly dangerous thing.

What would have happened if they had harmed themselves?

‘But I don’t think he’ll kill me… … .’

Looking at the situation, it didn’t seem like he had any intention of killing anyone.

‘Where on earth am I? It looks like it wasn’t a town or a city… … .’

In the meantime, Il-Ah-Young took in the sight outside clearly.

Outside the door was a wide hallway, and beyond that was a garden.

There was a short wall, but there were only trees, and no signs of people or other buildings.

‘Wait. What about the window?’

Il-Ah-Young approached the window with the shutters open.

As expected, two warriors were seen standing outside the window.

‘Tch.’

I was standing guard at the door, so there was no way I could just leave the window alone.

At that moment, outside the window, beyond the lush trees, a blue horizon sparkled.

‘It’s not the sea, it’s a lake? Could it be near Dongjeongho Lake?’

The horizon is visible, but there is no salty smell.

Il-Ah-Young, who lived in Akyang, which borders Dongjeongho Lake, realized that the horizon was a lake.

If it was a lake where the horizon was visible, it was likely Dongjeong Lake.

But I couldn’t tell where I was just by the horizon.

“Phew.”

Il-Ah-Young sat down in front of the table.

Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of the teapot on the table.

Thirst and hunger came with it.

‘hungry.’

Il-Ah-Young looked inside the teapot and poured some tea.

Choke.

I had a quick taste, but it didn’t taste anything strange.

I hesitated for a moment whether I should eat it, but I was more thirsty.

Bam.

Il-Ah Young drank three cups of tea.

Only then did my thirst seem to subside a little.

widely.

Il-Ah-Young muttered as she put down the teacup.

“Please give me something to eat.”

Il-Ah-Young searched through her own bosom just in case.

And soon, we discovered that there was nothing.

All of her belongings, including the small cosmetic pouch she usually carried around and a small amount of money, were gone.

“What is this? Did you take it all?”

It wasn’t anything special anyway, but it was unbelievable that they took everything away like this.

‘Oops.’

Il-Ah-Young hurriedly searched through her bosom as if she remembered something.

But there wasn’t any.

“oh my god.”

Il-Ah-Young muttered in an embarrassed voice.

“You took my ring too.”

Among the two rings left behind by his late father, Il-Chung-Hyeon, the ring that Un-Hyeon gave him has disappeared.

For the first time since waking up, Il-Ah-Young looked like she was about to cry.

***

“Il-Ah-Young has come to her senses.”

King Wen raised his eyes at the voice of his subordinate.

“okay?”

King Wen, who was leaning back on a long chair, absentmindedly picked up a grape.

“What are you doing?”

“They say he screamed.”

King Wen’s hand stopped.

“Shout?”

King Wen looked back at his subordinates and asked.

King Wen’s elegant eyebrows furrowed as if drawn by a green dragon.

“Yes. I protested vehemently, telling the person in charge to come out.”

Sigh.

King Wen let out a bewildered laugh.

“You’re not in your right mind.”

King Wen said, chewing a grape.

“Or maybe you’re crazy from fear and confusion. You’re the daughter of the Dragon Sword Lord, but is this all you can do?”

“He shouted, but he didn’t do anything rash. He didn’t try to leave without thinking, and after drinking the tea that was prepared, he seemed to be looking for his belongings.”

“Well, at least I’m not stupid.”

King Wen spat out what was in his mouth onto a silver platter.

“Who is the Changryong Sword Master?”

“I left Amisan a few days ago.”

“Then there’s still a long way to go. To get here.”

“Yes.”

“Ready?”

“It is proceeding without a hitch.”

Knock, knock.

King Wen tapped his armrest with his finger.

Waiting was always painful for him.

This was especially true when it came to waiting to obtain the Changryong Sword.

Ugh.

King Wen ground his teeth.

“You’re slow.”

The day was approaching when he would hold the Changryong Sword in his hand and prove his worth.

But it was too slow.

To the point where I couldn’t stand it.

“It’s too slow.”

King Wen said, biting his lips.

Those eyes were full of anxiety and nervousness.

***

It’s already been three days since Il-Ah-Young woke up.

She was sitting at the table, lost in thought.

‘It’s fortunate that they gave us something to eat… … .’

Fortunately, she did not intend to starve, as the maid brought her food once a day.

I thought this was the moment so I tried to speak to the maid, but I got no answer.

I couldn’t step out of my room for three days.

Fortunately, I was able to wash and do other things behind the partition in the room.

The maid cleaned up right away so the environment wasn’t bad.

But I couldn’t help feeling frustrated.

‘It looks like they are people who received fortune from some upper class… … .’

It was immediately clear that they were martial artists.

There were some who tried to resolve disputes between the upper echelons by force, and it was common for those at the Hoam Sangdan level to be targeted for various reasons.

‘They are definitely not a bunch of third-rate thugs.’

They are dense and organized.

Judging from the fact that they even kidnapped Lee Ho-am, the head of the Sangdangju, their power is by no means low.

This is by no means a simple kidnapping case.

‘What are you after? And why did you kidnap me?’

The purpose is unknown.

There are so many possibilities right now.

The question is why he was kidnapped.

He is merely an assistant to Secretary-General Lee Seo-yeon.

‘Did I make a mistake?’

If they were trying to kidnap Lee Seo-yeon, then it makes sense.

But it didn’t seem likely that an organization of this size would still be unaware of its own identity.

They’ve already taken her belongings.

‘Or are you using it as a threat?’

Since he can’t lay a hand on Lee Ho-am, he can threaten to kill himself instead.

But for that, the treatment is too good.

Even when expressing dissatisfaction openly.

‘Can’t we just protest three times a day? How about increasing it to five times?’

Il-Ah-Young opened the door three times a day.

As expected, two swords blocked the way, but I was no longer surprised.

Instead, Il-Ah-Young laughed and said.

When on earth will the person in charge come?

But there was no change.

‘But you can’t just stay still.’

Even Il-Ah-Young knows that it’s better to stay quiet.

But if we just stay still, nothing will change.

‘I have to help the old man somehow.’

We had to find a way to check on the safety of the top leader, Lee Ho-am, and help him.

To do that, I had no choice but to take risks and try different things.

Il-Ah-Young got up from her seat.

Sabak, sabak.

It was a quick ride to the front door.

Il-Ah-Young took a deep breath and opened the door.

Druk.

Whirlwind.

As soon as the door opened, two swords blocked the way.

“Please let me meet the person in charge.”

Il-Ah-Young glared at the warrior on the right and spoke in a firm voice.

I reflected on this and decided not to provoke people with knives so recklessly, so instead of yelling, I spoke as firmly and politely as possible.

But as expected, there was no answer.

“Can’t you hear me? Or don’t you know how to speak? Call the person in charge.”

The look in Musa’s eyes did not change at all.

Il-Ah-Young sighed.

And he said in a quiet tone.

“Hey, aren’t you tired? Why don’t you just call the person in charge? If that doesn’t work, at least tell them that it can’t be done.”

I spoke as if I was venting my frustration, but as expected, Musa remained silent.

Il-Ah-Young was annoyed.

“Oh, really. Who the hell is in charge of that guy… … .”

“grow.”

“Whoa!”

Il-Ah-Young screamed at the sudden voice.

I was surprised when an answer I had assumed would not come out popped out.

When I turned my head, a prince I had never seen before was standing before me.

Her slightly frowning appearance was as pretty as a woman’s, and her clothes were also quite flashy.

“Who, who are you?”

When Il-Ah-Young asked, the prince spoke with a frown on his face.

“He is the person in charge.”

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