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Namgung Hwi couldn’t come to his senses for a while.
WHEEK!
The sword pierced the vital point sharply. I used my magic to dodge, and the tip of the sword followed me, bending like a snake.
Chae-Ang!
“Ugh!”
I pulled out my sword with great difficulty. I tried to get into a stance to counterattack, but Namgung Hyun didn’t give me the time to do so.
Wedge!
“Huh!”
I took a deep breath and stepped back at the terrifying swordsmanship. The space I had just been standing in was torn apart by the swordsmanship.
Gulp.
It made my spine tingle when I thought that if I had been even a moment late, a hole would have been drilled into my body.
Namgung Hwi looked at Namgung Hyeon with a completely different gaze than before.
‘This is ridiculous!’
He thought that there would be no one among his peers who was better than him. He was the successor to the Namgung family and was directly instructed by his father, a top ten master.
But what does this look like?
‘That too to a woman!’
Namgung Hwi’s face turned red with shame. The boy felt the countless gazes around him.
As the rumor spread that Sogaju was having a fight, Sega’s warriors came rushing in.
Some of them had their hands on their swords, ready to intervene at any moment.
“···This is a legitimate fight. No one should step forward until I tell them to.”
‘Sister!’
Annoyingly, my older sister said that.
Well, if the fight ended in this state, it would be no different from admitting defeat.
‘I’m going to die?’
My breathing became rapid with fear as I thought I might lose.
As his breathing became more rapid, his technique became erratic, and as his technique became erratic, his initial movements became tangled. His lack of practical experience was clearly revealed.
On the other hand, Namgung Hyun had a wealth of practical experience. He had been chased since he was young, and had fought against the fear of death. He was much more courageous than most men.
In addition, I have been receiving special training from Manbaknogoe along with Daein for the past month.
Here, the Cheon-eum-jeol-maek was gradually improving, so it was like adding wings to his innate talent.
“Confucius. You lack concentration.”
“Profit! Shut up!”
Compared to Namgung Hwi, who was so excited that he couldn’t even display half of his original skills, Namgung Hyeon gradually became calmer.
‘Born as the successor to such a great family, but…’
Even his anger subsided at the sight of his opponent’s pitiful appearance. Namgung Hyun even had time to look around.
‘grandfather.’
Old Man Jin clenched his fists and looked at his granddaughter. Seeing his granddaughter dominating the Namgung family’s small house, he felt an overwhelming emotion that he could not describe in words.
‘Brother.’
On the other hand, Daein had a cold expression. However, Namgung Hyeon was happy. That expression meant that he thought he would definitely win.
It was then that the great man frowned and sent a message.
[Stop it and finish it. The monster is coming.]
[A monster?]
[It’s not Master Nogoe… It seems to be Namgung Jeongcheon. I don’t know about other people, but it’s better not to show your martial arts to him. Either end it now or tell him you’ve lost.]
[I’ll win now!]
Namgung Hyeon immediately made a decisive move.
WHEEK!
As his opponent boldly attacked, Namgung Hwi also gritted his teeth and swung his sword. However, the two men had different attitudes towards combat.
“omg!”
Namgung Hwi watched the sword flying towards him and covered his body.
Crunch.
Namgung Hyun didn’t even blink an eye even though a sword came right before his eyes, even though his hair was cut off by the sword wind, and even though a scratch appeared on his cheek.
At that moment, Namgung Hwi forgot his own situation and was amazed by the other person.
‘How can you be so calm···.’
At that moment, the match was decided.
Kyaang!
Namgung Hwi’s sword left his master’s hand and flew through the air. Namgung Hyeon dug into his opponent’s wide-open arms and struck Namgung Hwi in the chest with his left sword.
Phew-!
With the sound of a drum exploding, Namgung Hwi flew for a long time and rolled on the ground.
“Your Majesty!”
The surprised Namgung Se-ga warriors screamed. Some of them drew their swords and surrounded the group.
At that moment, Namgung Hwi, who had been lying on the floor, raised his arm.
“···It’s okay.”
He slowly got up. He wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he walked towards Namgung Hyeon.
“···Your Majesty.”
Namgung Hyun was a little nervous. He wondered what he was trying to say, why he had such a serious expression on his face.
‘You’re not going to break your promise to write me a letter of recommendation, are you?’
Namgung Hwi said.
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“I lost. Let’s do it again next time.”
“···yes?”
“I lost today. But this is not my true strength. I was nervous. So let’s do it again next time.”
“Ha, what nonsense.”
Namgung Hyun laughed in disbelief. After all, he had already admitted defeat, so it seemed unlikely that he would break his promise.
“Do you think it will be different next time? And I have to participate in the Yongbongbimu. I don’t have time to fight with Confucius.”
Even though she kept sniping, for some reason Namgung Hwi just smiled.
Do you have a head injury?
“How old are you, young lady? You look about the same age as me, but to participate in the Yongbongbimu, you have to be at least···.”
Namgung Hyun lied with a cold expression.
“I’m eighteen.”
“No way. She doesn’t look like my sister.”
“Because I didn’t eat well and grow up like everyone else since I was little.”
“······.”
Namgung Hwi was speechless for a moment and closed his mouth.
But somehow I wanted to add at least one more word.
“excuse me···.”
“You will write me a letter of recommendation as promised, right?”
“Oh, of course. I’ll write it in my name right away.”
Sega’s drones looked bewildered at the sudden appearance of Sogaju.
Only the person in charge and a few other people understood the situation at a glance.
‘Anyway, those Murim guys···.’
They were a race that fought with swords to the death, but then friendship blossomed, love blossomed, and their heads were a bit strange.
‘But aren’t they from the same clan? Well, I guess···.’
There’s no way the two of them will ever be together again, at least because of the blood ties between the two families.
A love that can never come true.
Namgung Hwi, who had no idea about that fact, said with a blush on his face.
“Then can I go cheer for you during your match?”
“Confucius, me? Why?”
“Ahem. Well, it’s a match for the person who beat me···.”
Unfortunately, Namgung Hwi did not hear an answer.
At that moment, the true owner of the Namgung family appeared.
“What is all this?”
It was a small voice. However, it contained a deep inner energy, and the momentum that naturally unfolded took control of the surroundings.
“My lord!”
“My lord!”
The gathered warriors split left and right, and a man who appeared to be in his mid-30s (though he was probably much older) walked in with his escort warriors.
The man watched his opponent closely.
‘That man is Namgung Jeongcheon.’
It was a name that was always mentioned when discussing the top ten masters of martial arts.
“Father!”
Namgung Yerin and Namgung Hwi also hurriedly ran over and paid their respects.
Namgung Jeongcheon looked around at the traces left by Bimu, and soon his gaze passed over Namgung Hyeon and then reached Namgung Hwi.
“Hwiya. Did you really lose?”
“······.”
Namgung Hwi lowered his head, unable to answer.
People saw that and thought that Namgung Jeongcheon would be angry at his son.
But it wasn’t.
“Phew···.”
Namgung Jeongcheon stared at his son with his head down, then burst into laughter.
“Poohahaha! You little brat. I knew this would happen to me someday. Didn’t my father tell you? That with your skills, you wouldn’t be able to do the Yongbongbimu.”
“Father… You are going too far.”
As if he had anticipated this situation, Namgung Hwi pursed his lips and grumbled. At that sight, Namgung Jeongcheon burst into laughter again.
“Poohahaha!”
Namgung Jeongcheon, the Heavenly Swordsman, was famous in the martial arts world as a great swordsman.
He was fair and just in everything he did, cared for the weak, was devoted to his family, and was the first to draw his sword when he saw injustice.
A figure who played a major role in the later Battle of Jeongma.
however···.
‘When I looked at Hyun earlier, I felt a spark of life in me for a moment.’
Namgung Jeongcheon’s display of murderous intent lasted only a moment, so much so that no one other than the king noticed it.
‘The other face of the swordsman… how interesting.’
The man looked at Namgung Jeongcheon with that thought in his mind.
At that moment, Namgung Jeongcheon was walking towards the king. He had just heard a brief explanation from Namgung Yerin about what had happened.
“I heard you were the one who saved my nanny. I am the father of this worthless guy.”
“It is an honor to meet you, Heavenly Sword Master.”
Daehyun politely took the lottery ticket. At the same time, he expressed his prayer.
‘You can’t completely fool a master of this level. It’s better to let things slide.’
Namgung Jeongcheon’s eyes opened wide.
“You’ve achieved so much for your age. A new divinity has appeared in the martial arts world. Hehehe!”
As he said that, Namgung Jeongcheon smiled. It was a clear and pure smile, as if the surroundings had brightened for a moment.
But within it, the man felt a cold chill.
“Let’s go inside first. I’m really curious to hear what you have to say.”
“Thank you for your hospitality.”
***
That evening.
Namgung Jeongcheon quietly watched the back of the man walking away from his room through the window.
“······.”
There was no sign of the world-famous swordsman there. There was no sign of a gentle expression or soft eyes.
Namgung Jeongcheon only stared at the back of the man’s figure shrinking with a cold gaze.
“No.”
At the soft call, a man wearing a black mask fell from the ceiling and fell on his back.
“Yes, my lord.”
“That guy called the landlord. What do you think of him?”
“He is a suspicious person. As far as I know, there is no sect called Baekgajeommun in Guangdong, and his speech is not a regional dialect, but rather strangely unique.”
“Could he be a henchman of the Demonic Cult?”
“I don’t think so.”
“······.”
Although he heard many stories from the man throughout dinner, Namgung Jeongcheon did not trust any of the information.
“Yeah. He’s a suspicious guy.”
Being known to the world as a great swordsman has its benefits, but it can also be quite tiring.
‘Even if you see a suspicious person, you can’t catch him and torture him so he can’t open his mouth.’
Moreover, since the Sega family had received a favor, Namgung Jeongcheon, a great swordsman known to the outside world, had no choice but to welcome them warmly.
In addition, he even wrote a letter of recommendation so that I could go to Yongbongbimu.
In fact, there was no need to write a letter of recommendation.
If only that stupid son hadn’t made a bet with some woman.
Namgung Jeongcheon exuded murderous intent as he recalled the scene he had seen earlier.
“That poor guy. How dare you diagnose my son with a woman like that? He’s a failure.”
“······.”
Biyoung lowered her head without saying a word. Namgung Jeongcheon continued speaking without paying attention to him.
“There are just so many things to worry about. The strange bird that has appeared in Xinjiang and the news sent by Murong Se-ga are enough to cause headaches…”
A while ago, the commander-in-chief of the Murong family sent a letter.
The story was that the Dark Blood Group, which was tasked with tracking down the survivors of the Sword Emperor’s Clan, had been annihilated, and that an unidentified master had stolen all of the documents related to him.
The moment he read that letter, Namgung Jeongcheon almost screamed in front of his subordinates.
‘There’s a guy digging up things that have already been done. Who is he? Is he the Lion Sword Jin-chung? No, he doesn’t have the skills to do that. Then is he the guy from Gupa-il-bang? Did they smell something?’
Namgung Jeongcheon’s mind was complicated.
It should have been finished perfectly 15 years ago.
‘Namgung Sangin···.’
He still often sees the face of Namgung Sangin, the last head of the Geomhwang clan, in his dreams.
『“You vile bastard…. Just wait. One day, the day will come when you will pay for your sins.”』
Eyes filled with resentment and anger. Namgung Jeongcheon dug out those eyes with his own hands.
“No way… Could it be that Namgung Sangin’s son has returned as a master?”
It was the most plausible deduction. The descendants of the Sword Emperor were all born with talents that were not human.
And at that moment, strangely enough, the landlord’s face came to mind.
‘That guy. He was quite a master. It was clear that he had already reached his peak at that age. If it was talent, he could do it···.’
no way?
But Namgung Sangin’s child is only sixteen years old at most?
The landlord looked at least three or four years older than him.
After a while, Namgung Jeongcheon solved the question himself.
‘If they grow quickly, they can be that big at the age of fifteen. They may have worn a face mask or a chin mask on their face.’
A sect I’ve never heard of before, called Baekgageommun.
A strange story of how he came here while beating the green forest.
During that time, you saved a woman who worked as a nanny at Namgung Se-ga?
Could all this be a coincidence?
The suspicion grew and grew until it became more than half certainty.
Namgung Jeongcheon looked back at Biyeong and gave an order.
“Biyoung. Investigate that guy. Where he came from, what his purpose is, and whether he approached Sega intentionally… Investigate everything thoroughly without leaving anything out and report back to me.”
“Your name.”
As soon as he answered, Biyoung’s figure disappeared.
Namgung Jeongcheon, left alone in the room, was lost in thought for a moment.
and,
“···I have to meet Mo Yong-wook.”
He began writing a letter to send to the head of the Murong family.
***
“Brother. What is that on your ear?”
Namgung Hyeon looked at the object Daein was wearing in his ear and asked.
From the moment the group left Namgung Se-ga, the Great Man had been wearing something like a round, black bead on his ear.
“this?”
The man tapped the Bluetooth earphone in his ear.
At that moment, Namgung Jeongcheon’s voice was flowing out of the earphones.
[···I have to meet Mo Yong-wook.]
The man answered with a sly smile.
“A fraudulent item brought from Earth.”
Daein installed wiretapping devices in Namgung Jeongcheon’s room and in various places in Namgung Se-ga’s house.
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