Ma Kwang-ik (7)
Xiahou Weijin’s eyebrows rose and he stopped. It looked like thick strokes were made with a brush.
Even after he answered, he still had his mouth open, looking somewhat dazed.
The statement that he didn’t know was plain and immediate. It seemed like an unintentional response.
“Yeah… … I never thought about it.”
Xiahou Weijin spoke again.
A thick voice rang out very quietly.
The direction of the voice that had been pouring down from above Jeongyeonshin’s head changed. The voice flowing forward sounded like a blank muttering.
It was not right for him to break into the halls of the Alliance and storm in to confront the Three Kingdoms.
The spirit of the extraordinary master seemed to have been scattered.
Phew.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew from the large figure wearing black robes. It flowed out with the air waves in a short moment.
The waves of the lake passing by are rippled with the sunset.
As the water surged in layers, drawing small concentric circles, Xiahou Weijin stamped his feet low as if he was taking a sharp turn.
thud-
A cloud of dust rose below the new model as it made a short jump.
Wow!
It rose with amazing elasticity. It was truly a noble person. I could feel the texture of the true energy extending from the Yongcheon point on the sole of my foot.
The internal airflow that pushes away the dust is taut and flexible. The aerodynamic operation is elastic.
The black hair of Jeong Yeon-shin, who was standing next to him, flew up.
‘You picked it up right away. It’s a good thing you have the ability to understand.’
A small cloud lifted the giant body lightly. It was different from when he used a powerful martial art in the Menghui.
It wasn’t the appearance of maintaining a very heavy posture.
Regardless of his physique, he looked like a noble man.
The black hem of the clothes, with extremely wide sleeves, falls against Xiahou Weijin’s body and then rises slightly.
‘It’s a skill worthy of a master of Samhwachwijeong. But mastery can be achieved through training.’
Jeongyeonshin’s gaze moved from top to bottom.
Xiahou Weijin, who had landed, opened his mouth slightly. His large eyebrows were furrowed together.
The surprise and embarrassment were not hidden from his face. His straightforward and honest personality was clearly felt.
“How could such a secret be… … You know the human body better than I do. I didn’t know that the muscles of the entire body and the twelve meridians could have such effects. This… can be called the realm of the secret. I have been taught this. It is extremely precious knowledge, suitable for me.”
It was time for Cheonrimdaeju, who had been talking nonsense, to raise his feet once again.
“Until you run now… … .”
The new leader, Ma Gwang-ik, spoke cautiously.
“hmm?”
“Didn’t you say that the dignity of the true nature of the Lord is important? You should be mindful of your own appearance. Senior Xiahou’s lack of dignity in his demeanor seems to be seen as eccentric by passing merchants and officials. It would be best to stop.”
“… … .”
Jeong Yeon-sin took Xiahou Weijin’s silence positively. He gave her some good luck paths and added some realistic advice.
He was a senior who seemed to care a lot about the quality of his black hair. I wonder if he will leave a good impression.
Xiahou Weijin blinked his large eyes several times. Then, he changed his subject.
“The training was a day of hardship. It was because my body was not like the clans. If I just moved like our clans, it wouldn’t be very useful, but I couldn’t abandon my roots, so I had to think as if I was a monk of a clan.”
A bitter voice filled the air. The years of hardship that must have gone by until he reached the black color of Ip Hwang Seong were evident.
“I regret the time I spent practicing without knowing what you taught me. It was so vain and so futile.”
“I’m glad it helped.”
Jeongyeon Shin answered with a straight posture.
Now that I look back, I really like Ha Hou Wei Jin. He is a person who is comfortable with his honest words and actions.
It was like a lakeside that had become smooth like a mirror again at the foot of the cliff. Even if I spoke frankly, he would have accepted it as is.
So he continued speaking calmly.
“I understand that you didn’t know. That could happen.”
The tone was strangely dry.
It was enough to immediately give rise to the intuition that it was just a ceremonial remark.
Actually, I don’t understand it at all.
It’s like boys my age. They have a hard time hiding their feelings, but the way they try to hide it actually makes the other person angry.
Xiahou Weijin’s lips trembled slightly.
He felt ambivalent.
I was impressed by the incredible knowledge of the body of my junior. The newcomer, Ma Gwang-ik-ju, was truly an amazing master of the human body.
Eun-deok approached him with utmost gratitude. However, her attitude of always speaking the truth was different.
His words and actions, so upright that they seemed to be careless, seemed to scratch my heart.
‘It’s my problem, right?’
The awareness of my wrong thoughts returned to me as shame. Xiahou Weijin thought.
Was I never qualified to preach in the first place? Damn it.
“… … Yes, you have given me a great insight. This is not an ordinary enlightenment. You have opened a new path for the Boshinshin that will affect all aspects of martial arts, so if I do not repay you properly, I will be called a weakling. I will give you the Hyo-Su-Geom (曉樹劍) Kang Chang-Mu (姜昌珷). It is the blue color that you mentioned earlier.”
The blue-skinned masters of Iphwangseong were already well-known.
I’ve also heard the nickname “Jeongyeonshindo Hyosu Sword”.
He was said to be a swordsman who used a sharp sword. There is an interesting anecdote.
It is said that he cut off the head of the Nan-ak-gwae (Nan-ak-gwae) with a sword that was segmented like an afterimage in the morning sunlight.
It is said that he tracked down and executed the Sapha master who was secretly threatening the branch manager of the Hogwangseong Muchangbu and living a life of luxury.
‘I heard that you have now entered the Gwanghwa Sword School and have reached the level of the Eight Stars.’
I stopped by on my way from Maenghoe to Bonseong.
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It’s a great power. Even though it can’t beat the Cheong-an Demon Sword and Cheong-myeong, it can still be discussed as a sword.
I obtained the Blue Sword with my trivial knowledge. It would have been difficult to achieve this if I had confronted him with my own force.
Jeong Yeon-sin threw a winning ticket at Xiahou Weijin.
“I appreciate your decision, senior.”
“It’s a favor, a favor.”
Xiahou Weijin smiled awkwardly.
That was when.
Sabak.
Aksurim, who had been carrying the luggage on his back, took a step forward and turned around to look at the two people.
Her hair, which had fallen like ebony to her ears, swayed briskly. A jet-black light sparkled in her eyes.
“Isn’t it something that can be done with just one blue one? You said there are two white ones with no veins on your side?”
“What?”
“The twelve meridians of the human body and the three main veins of the entire body are very mysterious. Just one page of a book depicting the path of energy is enough to make you shiver. That’s why the word “secret” has such weight. It’s not for nothing that it’s handed down as the secret of the sects.”
“… … .”
“If our island girl hadn’t told me, would a dullard like you have been able to use your body like that? Repay the favor properly. You should not be stingy with humanity. If you don’t want to end up embarrassing yourself at my hands.”
Aksurim said with a smile.
It was a story about giving three swords to the new Magwangikju. One blue and two white.
It is a force that can conquer a regional powerhouse without a great wave. If it is deployed to Ma Gwang-ik, it will be greatly strengthened.
“… … There is no doubt about that.”
Xiahou Weijin answered in a polite tone.
He did not object to Aksurim’s words. He accepted them as reasonable stories.
With a look of agreement on his face, he spoke of the nicknames and names of the two people under Cheonrimdae.
The Steel-Cutting Knife Guest, Ho-un-cheol.
Gong Ye-mi-ryeong, the master of deep martial arts.
Jeong Yeon-shin was promised guidance by two white warriors.
I also heard how the transfer from Cheonrimdae to Ma Gwang-ik took place.
The story was that a request had to be made to the General Office and that it had to be carried out according to procedure.
“That’ll be taken care of by the big guy. You, Seomye, just have the kids below you prepare the banquet. You should also think about how to teach your martial arts. That’s a real headache. There were quite a few people in our Shingeomdae who didn’t understand what I was saying. You should keep in mind that the greatest virtue of a great lord is patience.”
At the end of the smiling Aksurim’s advice, a crimson sky spread out.
Under the setting dusk.
They each went their separate ways. They had promised to meet again at the Wonpyeongilgeomjang, the main meeting place of the Great Lord.
Because the territory was so vast, the residences of each military unit were scattered all over the place.
With only the shadows of three people stretching in the same direction, Jeong Yeon-shin finally started walking towards the Ma Gwang-ik Hall.
‘Who will I see first?’
The faces of those who were both my seniors and subordinates flashed through my mind.
My heart feels warm.
* * *
In front of the Ma Gwang-ik Daeyeonmujang.
The silence of twilight was broken. An unexpected commotion arose.
The various waves and voices intertwined to create a liveliness brighter than light.
“Great Lord! This body has achieved the Seven Stars of Shihwa Mugeukkwon! I can now flexibly cross between Jinbyeok and Kwonhwa!”
“I waited for a long time after hearing what Hwangbo Mangnani said!”
“Our great warrior, Iphwangdaehyeop, must have had a hard time on his journey, so he went straight to bed… … .”
“My dear brother, no, my lord… …!”
“Tell me a tale of bravery! I heard you turned the Jeongpa Alliance upside down!”
All the seniors came out to greet him. Not only the blue and white ones, but also the young, nameless disciples ran out and hugged Jeongyeonshin’s legs.
They greet their master with a happy smile on their face.
In one corner, Hwangbo Mangnani was standing on one leg, eating poppies.
He opened his mouth to the nameless disciple standing next to him.
“Hey, when is the next promotion ceremony?”
“Even though I am younger than you, I am still your senior. If you are respectful, I will answer you. You should swallow what you are eating before you ask. That is politeness.”
“… … .”
“stylish…….”
A ten-year-old boy in anonymity muttered, staring at the new lord in black robe surrounded by people.
It was very rude of him not to even look at Taeyeonryong, but it was not a big deal to Ma Gwang-ik.
That was when.
“Everyone, let go and come in.”
A woman wearing a blue robe stepped forward. She was a swordsman with an impressive, cold gaze, and she wielded a sword that gleamed with an even colder texture.
The heavy air came in the form of prayers wrapped around my entire body.
He was a master known for having both good looks and sword skills, along with the Cheong-an-mageom Cheong-myeong.
Baek Mi-ryeo, a serial swordsman.
‘Senior Baek.’
Jeongyeonshin’s expression was filled with joy.
The moment Baek Mi-ryeo’s eyes met his, her gaze softened.
“The mission of the Great Lord was long, so it is best to get rid of the aftereffects first. Haven’t you heard about what happened at the Murim Alliance several times? Don’t be a bother and get out of the way. It would be better to get rid of the aftereffects tomorrow.”
She said. The unique, flat voice of the serial swordsman rang out beautifully.
It was accompanied by a familiar tone of voice.
‘ah.’
Jeongyeonshin finally realized that she had returned home.
The announcement of the next day’s Baekjeong Gwangram, the compensation from the General Office, and the meeting with the major shareholders to fill vacancies all disappeared from my mind for a moment.
A strange feeling arose.
The soft sensation seemed to wrap around my mind, transforming into a comforter.
Then, those who immediately agreed with Baek Mi-ryeo’s words turned around. The elite force’s judgment that they were on equal footing with the plum blossom inspectors was quick.
A dozen or so people moved in unison. Each nodded, and some even offered words of encouragement.
“I look forward to tomorrow’s lesson. To be honest, I’m still a bit awkward since I haven’t done my job yet. … .”
“It’s enough that I’m not hurt. Just organize the documents and give me the mission. Of course, tomorrow.”
“I’m a warrior! I’m curious about the secret of the Volcanic Sword’s incense burner! And how the Great Lord dealt with it!”
“Daeju… … Please submit my application for promotion. If possible, I would like to go straight to Cheong.”
Taeyeonryong, who had been supporting the back of my neck with his hand, also turned around, grumbling.
The Ma Gwang-ik Jeon Gak-gun regained its silence. It was after dusk and darkness had descended.
The crescent moon that curled across the night sky shed a faint light.
The uproar caused by the masters of Magwangik disappeared into pitch-black silence.
Among them, the footsteps of Baek Mi-ryeo and Jeong Yeon-shin spread out side by side. It was the sound of them stepping on the land that had become their hometown.
“Qingming is waiting.”
Baek Mi-ryeo said quietly.
She, Cheongmyeong, Heonwonchang, and Jeongyeonsin were in harmony. Jeongyeonsin told them about her life and constitution.
It was when the main character of the Iphwangma family was pressuring him.
After they were blacked out, they were allowed to speak privately as seniors and colleagues. They were qualified.
“I’m glad you’re safe. I was worried. I heard you were going to face Geomjeol, Eonhwaryeon, and Geomseong in succession.”
Her voice filtered through the moonlight.
Cheongmyeong was like a death sentence, and Baekmirye was no different from a private residence.
Jeongyeonshin didn’t answer for a moment. It was enough for her to feel his heart. That’s what she wanted to do.
Silence continued until we passed the Great Hall and the residence and reached the office of Magwangikju.
They had enough time. Even if there was no priest-sister relationship in the law of the Imperial Family, the death penalty system of Ma Gwang-ik clearly existed.
Two people crossed the threshold of a quiet pavilion.
Damn it.
He went straight into the office. Jeong Yeon-shin smelled a familiar scent.
The smell of iron and grease mingled with the scent of old ink. A familiar scent wafted over the furniture, including the marble-carved table.
It was the smell of iron. The wall where the many swords of Marjin had originally hung was filled with the swords of Iphwangma.
There are more than ten.
“It’s not that I didn’t go out to greet you because I was arrogant. I want our Lord to know this. Being the Lord Magwangikju’s Deputy is no ordinary job.”
A handsome man in a blue hood was sitting casually, looking through some documents.
Distinctive features and a gentle expression. The formless waves of aerodynamic force were free-spirited, and the ends of the hood on the back of his head were constantly shaking.
It had a mysterious atmosphere whenever I saw it.
“I have to check the missions that I have to give to my colleagues, refuse the requests for drafting from other armed forces, deal with those who make trouble over it, and manipulate the ledgers to secure a budget from the headquarters.”
“… … .”
“And this, this is a request to take Shin So-bin away for a while. But she can’t because she has to teach the unnamed disciples. I have to write a refusal letter that will make her as angry as possible. If I keep nagging, the chief of that side will send a secret letter to us, what can I do? The request to take her out isn’t so unreasonable that even the General Headquarters can’t do anything about it.”
“… …Thank you for your hard work.”
Jeong Yeon-shin very carefully praised his senior subordinate.
Only then did Cheongmyeong raise her head. Her blue eyes, like jade, were slightly hidden by a smile.
As expected from a noble clan, he didn’t seem to feel particularly tired, but the words in his clear voice were different.
“We’re halfway ruined. We’re being hit here and there. Our Ip Hwang Seong is a very large bulwark with a strong dog-eat-dog mentality, but at this point, Ma Gwang Ik is the weakest. Of course, there aren’t any lower-ranking people who are openly acting like bullies, but we can see the signs in many ways. I’m feeling intimidated.”
Baek Mi-ryeo, standing next to him, nods her head slightly.
This is the truth about Ma Gwang-ik. It was the reason why Jeong Yeon-shin wanted to punish the masters before returning.
The seventeen divisions under the Shingeomdan were essentially in a competitive system. This was also the case with promotions.
The large breakwater, like the Iphwangseong Fortress, could be said to be another world in itself.
The prestige of the armed forces to which one belongs is one’s own prestige. The same would be true of the armed forces of the lord whom one serves as a superior.
The new Magwangikju slowly opened his lips.
“Prepare the secret plan. Also the list of the remaining great lords in the castle.”
“hmm……?”
“I will send it to my black seniors.”
Jeongyeonshin touched the sword of the new sword Bukmyeong.
