The World’s Greatest Man is Dead Episode 080
This happened when Dang Ye-ran was six or seven years old.
As is always the case with blood relatives, if you are direct descendant, you are bound to learn the martial arts of your family.
It was no different for Dang Ye-ran.
Tangga’s martial arts are based on brutality.
Since it is based on self-study and memorization techniques, I received thorough education from a young age.
The process was terribly brutal.
It was a pain that children not even ten years old could endure.
It was a process that all blood relatives of the Tang family had to undergo.
In this process, Dokryong endured all the training and was evaluated as seeing the childhood of Dokjon, who was the head of the household at the time.
He’s a genius.
The future of the family depends on that child.
Everyone who saw the poisonous dragon said so.
It’s a given.
Because he had endured all of the Tang family’s cruel training without fail, not only the elders of the Three Houses but all the martial artists called him the Poison Dragon.
What a brilliant light.
I was looking at it like that.
Something unusual has happened.
It was none other than Dang Ye-ran, Dokryong’s sister.
When she came out of the Poisonous Torn Prison, also known as the Bloodline Training, those who saw her at the time had to vomit out their flagship.
It was a training method that could only withstand the strength of a poisonous dragon.
Not only did Dang Ye-ran endure the training, she also absorbed all the poison that poured in, developing immunity.
Truly a blessed body to learn the art of solitude.
Not only Dokryong, but even his younger brother is born with talent.
The future of the Tang family is so bright. Those who saw miraculous hope had high expectations for the two siblings.
but.
One day, the expectations placed on the siblings are shaken.
It was an autumn day with a high sky and a cool breeze blowing.
It was the day when Dang Ye-ran defeated her brother, Dok-ryong, in a duel.
The poisonous dragon was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.
And Dang Ye-ran was watching it with trembling eyes.
In the deep silence, Dang Ye-ran, whose hands were trembling, spoke.
‘I… … . Now… … I don’t want to… … .’
His frightened eyes were full of tears.
A drop of water flows down and touches the tip of my chin.
That day.
Dang Ye-ran declared that she would no longer learn martial arts.
It was from that day on.
The moment when Dokryong began to look at Dang Yeran with contempt.
This is the moment when Dang Ye-ran started to master pottery like crazy.
Plus.
The day when the eldest adult in the family, the only one called Heaven, passed away.
It was a day no different from that one a few days ago.
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Bang-!
Put strength into your shoulders and bring them down hard.
Bang-!
Every time a sound was heard, beads of sweat fell from the woman’s face.
Even though the water drops kept falling, the woman didn’t wipe them away. She seemed oblivious to such things and focused only on what was in front of her.
‘A little more.’
A little stronger.
Bang-!
‘Just a little more… … .’
A little more precisely.
Bang-!!
The refreshing sound continues to resonate at the same beat.
The small room was already filled with intense heat.
Bang-! Bang-!!
Woman.
Dang Ye-ran gritted her teeth and swung the hammer.
Gradually focus as if going with the flow.
What is the end result of this act of enduring the heat like this?
What do you want to create?
The undecided path only leaves questions.
Still, the woman did not hesitate.
Anything is fine.
I am okay with whatever is born from these fragile fingertips.
Bang-!!
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My grandfather said,
Rather than the result you want to create.
‘What does it contain?’
How much can be contained in this?
I was told to find it.
That is what it means to be a true potter.
but.
‘What is that?’
Dang Ye-ran hasn’t figured out what to put in it yet.
Young and immature.
I’m still busy being stubborn and haven’t found where to go.
What can something that can’t even grasp the point dare to contain?
Dang Ye-ran knew herself well.
He wasn’t ready to contain anything yet.
one.
Bang-!!
But it doesn’t stop.
Bang-!!
Beyond concentration, obsession.
Dang Ye-ran was obsessed with her actions.
‘This is all there is.’
You have to do what you can.
Pottery was everything to him and that was the path he had to take.
So, there is no way to stop it.
As she thought about that, Dang Ye-ran was about to swing the hammer more.
‘Are you running away again after all?’
A voice is stuck in Dang Ye-ran’s head.
“… … .”
Bang… … !
As soon as I thought of that, the hammer struck a hard spot.
Thud.
With the sound of something breaking, Dang Ye-ran let go of the hammer she was holding.
“Whew… … . Whoosh… … .”
Only then did I let out the breath I had been holding. Fatigue that I hadn’t noticed because I was so focused was slowly creeping in.
“… … Whoa… … .”
Dang Ye-ran sits down slightly, letting out a deep breath.
It was complete labor, as I didn’t use any energy at all.
I can’t even hear my arms very well.
How much did it hit?
He wiped the sweat from his eyes with the back of his hand.
What was striking down is already unidentifiable.
What were you trying to make? What was it you were trying to make in the first place?
I don’t even know that.
I guess he just swung it.
“… … .”
A field of vision that appears somehow blurry.
Dang Ye-ran rubbed her eyes.
The water is dripping down my body. It’s sweat. It must be sweat.
“… … Huh… … .”
I raised my head, holding back my trembling breath.
Should we take a break? Okay, let’s take a break and then finish.
I move my gaze while thinking that way.
“……uh……?”
Someone was standing beyond my blurry gaze.
Who is it? I can’t see it very well. All I can see is a blue light.
What is it that shines in front of me?
How can it have such a beautiful blue color?
Dang Ye-ran looked at the light and recalled her childhood.
‘… … When was it?’
I once saw a light just like that.
I don’t quite remember when it was.
It was probably when I was not even ten years old.
‘Is that guy’s granddaughter?’
A large and rough body. The eyes looking down from his towering height that seems to block out the sky are fierce.
‘Fortunately, they don’t look that similar.’
The sight of her laughter tearing open was enough to scare a young girl.
For some reason, Dang Ye-ran wasn’t afraid.
‘Oh? Look at this? Are you laughing?’
Maybe I was immature when I was young.
Maybe I just didn’t think about it.
It was probably both.
At that time, Dang Ye-ran spread out both her hands as if asking for a hug.
The old man who saw that laughed in vain and hugged Dang Ye-ran.
‘You’ve got a lot of momentum. You’re going to be big.’
‘Hehe.’
‘Do you know who you are hugging right now?’
‘Hehehe!!’
I just smiled, satisfied with having climbed so high.
The old man burst into laughter at the sight.
As time passed, I was so surprised when I later found out the identity of the old man who had been hugging me.
I couldn’t forget that time, so I remembered the light.
Before my eyes, something exactly like the light the old man had been holding at that time appeared.
Dang Ye-ran said, rubbing her eyes.
“… … Elder Sword Master… … ?”
I spoke carefully.
Then the shoulders of the person in front begin to tremble.
After rubbing for a while, my vision gradually returned.
The figure of the person standing came into view clearly.
Absolutely not old.
He was a young and handsome young man.
He looked rather innocent, but he was looking at Dang Ye-ran with a somewhat nervous expression.
“……ah…….”
After confirming her identity, Dang Ye-ran lets out a single exclamation.
It was a person I knew.
“… …Your Majesty the Prince.”
“… … .”
He is the main culprit behind the rumors that are currently spreading throughout the Central Plains.
Of course, he defeated Namgungga’s Socheonggeom with a single stroke.
A rising comet who defeated the Mountain and River Guin, one of the masters of Sapa.
‘… …his descendants.’
The best person in the world who stopped the demonic cult and saved the world.
A descendant of Geomseong Yucheon-gil.
and.
‘Mother’s first love.’
Son of .
It was a very complicated relationship.
Thinking about that, Dang Ye-ran smiled without realizing it.
Because it was such a random thought.
“… …Why are you laughing all of a sudden?”
When Dang Ye-ran laughed, Bang Seong-yeon asked with a strange expression.
“Oh, no… … . A funny thought suddenly occurred to me.”
“Are you talking about looking at a person’s face?”
“yes.”
“… … Are you confident?”
Bang Sung-yeon narrows his eyes as if he finds it ridiculous.
It was amazing every time I saw it.
At first glance, he looks like he’s the most gentle of people, but he makes such a playful or somewhat happy expression without any shame.
Moreover, he seemed to be aware of his own talents to some extent, so he didn’t seem to be affected by such words.
‘Is that why you did that?’
I remember the words my mother kept warning me.
I didn’t do anything, but something feels subtle.
The strangeness of existence. The confusion felt when seeing something unfamiliar.
Bang Sung-yeon was a young man with that kind of feeling.
If so, did his father feel that way too?
So if my mother still can’t forget and is doing that.
‘I understand a little.’
Dang Ye-ran thought that might be the case.
However, it is just a thought.
I had no intention or desire to go any further than that.
Swish.
Dang Ye-ran asked, untying her hair.
“What brings you here? It must have been a difficult place to come.”
“Ah, I came here because I had something to talk to you about… … Then I suddenly heard a sound.”
“Sound?”
What are you talking about?
“You know that knocking sound?”
“ah.”
Dang Ye-ran nodded.
“But you heard about that?”
It’s not just one thud that’s heard.
The noise was heard from all directions.
Look.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Aren’t you still hearing it now?
But Dang Ye-ran expresses doubts about the fact that he came after hearing the sound.
“That can’t be-”
“This is where the sound is the best to listen to.”
Bang Sung-yeon continued talking with an indifferent expression.
“… … .”
After hearing that, Dang Ye-ran shut her mouth.
“I was just going to pass by, but I liked it so much that I came here to take a look.”
“… … That… … Uh… … .”
The words come out strangely, as if something is broken.
Dang Ye-ran gently covered her mouth with her hand.
What are you talking about?
Kang.
Kang.
Kang.
The noise you hear is transmitted completely to your head.
The noise of the chime sounded strangely like a bell.
Should we say that the body sends signals that there is danger? Anyway, it is similar to a warning sound.
What does it mean? What does it warn you about?
Dang Ye-ran didn’t know.
“… … Did you like what you heard?”
If I had known, I wouldn’t have asked any more.
“yes.”
“What specifically… … ?”
“Specific… …? Do you need a specific explanation for the answer that you said was nice to hear?”
“Hey, if possible… … .”
“I just liked it. It seemed like he was serious about his pottery work… … . It also seemed like there was something in his voice-”
“… … Huh… … .”
“… … Miss Dang?”
At Bang Seong-yeon’s words, Dang Ye-ran now covers her mouth with both hands.
It seems like there’s something in it.
My heart races at those words.
“Why are you doing that?”
“No… … No… … .”
Bang! Bang!
The sound you were hearing becomes stronger.
Was it because it was something I had never heard from anyone and something I wanted to hear so badly?
“… …Are you okay?”
“Really, really?”
Dang Ye-ran looked at Bang Seong-yeon and asked with a trembling voice.
“What is it… … ?”
“Did that sound like that? Like there was something in it?”
“… … No… … Uh… … . Yeah, well, yeah.”
Bang Seong-yeon stutters and answers Dang Ye-ran’s question.
At first glance, it seemed like he was avoiding eye contact.
The eyeballs are rolling around as well.
Why such a reaction? Normally, it would have seemed strange, but the current Dang Ye-ran couldn’t notice it.
“I was surprised that you were more sincere than I thought. I didn’t know you would work this hard.”
Bang Sung-yeon looks at something that Dang Ye-ran was making just a moment ago.
It was damaged because it was hit incorrectly.
Embarrassment was creeping in. Dang Ye-ran wanted to cover it all up.
at that time.
“When the time comes, would you please make me a sword too?”
“……yes?”
Dang Ye-ran stops at Bang Seong-yeon’s words.
“… … A sword…?”
“Oh, if it’s rude or difficult for you, you don’t have to do it.”
“No… … . That’s not it, why… … ?”
“yes?”
Bang Seong-yeon was rather embarrassed by Dang Ye-ran’s question.
Then, after thinking for a moment, he tells Dang Ye-ran.
“I just thought you’d make a good sword.”
“… … .”
“Isn’t it?”
Only after hearing that did Dang Ye-ran realize.
Those eyes are the problem.
Those eyes that look innocent but are staring straight at you.
A look in his eyes that somehow seemed to trust him.
And even the tone of voice that blandly picks out only the words you want to say.
Dang Ye-ran noticed that she could no longer hear the sound of the bell in her ears.
My mother said so.
‘Daughter, always remember.’
‘You shouldn’t get involved with guys with the last name Bang.’
For some reason, those words came to mind now.
