[Episode 107: Opening Yang (3)]
Just three o'clock ago,
a person who had reached a high state for the first ti learned that he could give blessings to others, not to himself.
No matter how fast I moved, I narrowly missed him.
-Ugh!
Geumsangje completely sucked into space.
Are we going to waste the opportunity to kill this guy in vain like this?
At that mont, Biseon Noong grabbed my shoulder.
As a result, I lost my temper and was about to beco angry, but Bisun Noong's eyes had returned to their original, energetic look.
“Labor and managent?”
“I’m sorry. I was captured by the oath of the royal seal. “I never thought it would hold you back.”
“........It’s already too late.”
Biseon Noong shook his head at my words.
Then he spoke in a aningful voice.
“It’s not too late.”
“yes?”
“He overlooked one fact.”
“What is that?”
“The shaft that folds the ground is bound to leave traces.”
With those words, Biseon Noong waved his hand lightly.
Then the space shook and soone's figure could be vaguely seen through the gap.
“ah!”
Biseon Noong spoke to
in a voice full of determination.
“Be sure to catch him.”
At this, I nodded and imdiately jumped into the space where Biseon Noong had folded.
The mont I passed through the shimring space, the faint image of soone beca clear.
I saw Geumsangje leaning against a broken and withered tree pillar and breathing heavily.
-Pachik! Pachick!
The guy's entire body was covered in wounds, and dark red thunderbolts were sparking from the wounds, preventing his recovery.
Geumsangje must have sensed my presence and turned his head.
The man's eyebrows slowly distort.
I guess he's getting frustrated with
for following him until the end.
“Haa...haa...you really are...”
I approached the guy, holding the Namcheon Iron Sword tightly.
Was there anything special to discuss about our ill-fated relationship?
This ti, I will definitely kill him.
At that ti, the guy opened his mouth and held out his palm as if to tell
not to co near him.
“...If it weren’t for you...I would have...”
“Do you think you could get everything you want?”
Geumsangje bit his lip tightly, perhaps because he was angry at my words.
All of the past 300 years would have been wasted due to this one confrontation, so the state of mind must be extrely miserable.
The guy glared at
and opened his mouth again.
“......Why are you blocking my way like this?”
“Are you asking because you don’t know that?”
“what?”
“I definitely warned you. As an emperor, he must govern his people well according to the mandate given by heaven. But you are the one who ignored that warning.”
Geum Sang-je had a chance.
If he had given up his ambitions and beco a saint, this wouldn't have happened.
But he wasted most of his life for his own ambitions and revenge against .
- Wow!
Of course, he was not the type of person to regret his mistakes with words.
If that were the case, would they have been hiding behind the scenes for three hundred years and doing sothing like this?
I aid my sword at him.
“This is one of the reasons you should die.”
“........?”
I couldn't understand what he was saying when I said this.
That guy was like an enemy who killed Namcheon Swordsman, who was like my first teacher.
That's why the last thing is to use the Namcheon Iron Sword.
The guy who was glaring at
looked up at the sky and muttered.
“Are you saying you don’t like my luggage that much?”
Then the guy suddenly grabbed the inspection paper.
Then he held it to his neck and spoke to .
“I will not die at the hands of you, the descendants of Geomseon. Jim's death is neither your warning nor heaven's punishnt. “It’s just a path you choose yourself.”
-Okay!
As soon as he finished saying those words, he cut off his own head.
The man's severed head fell limply to the floor as it was cut cleanly in one go.
-Push shoo shoo!
Blood spurted out from the cut section and covered his body.
He's a guy with quite a lot of pride.
When you see him commit suicide while saying such things.
‘I'm sorry. Namcheon. I was going to let you avenge the Namcheon Swordsman with your own hands.'
At my words, Namcheoncheolgeom’s voice rang in my head.
-no. Unhui. Didn't I fight with you? I'm Satisfied. No, the previous owner must have closed his eyes peacefully now.
‘Is that so?'
Although I have never seen him, Namcheon Swordsman is a teacher in my heart.
If Geumsangje's death allows him to leave Gucheon in peace, I would be extrely happy.
-Is it all over now?
I shook my head at what he said.
The person responsible for the terrible evil is dead, but the real culprit is still at large.
The brainmaster who plotted the evil plan behind him is alive.
Besides, doesn't he have so leftover swords?
-iced coffee. Right. But how can you catch him? Now that Geumsangje is dead by your hands, won't you be more vigilant and hide yourself?
Probably so.
It would be even more so since I was injured.
I have to pull him out or I have to approach him, whatever it takes.
-Are there no clues in the mories of that vigilante?
doesn't exist.
There were too many parts missing from his mory.
If Baek had been a little more sane, I would have been able to look at that mory carefully... Ah!
-Why but?
I looked at the dead body of Geumsangje.
His body, which has just lost his life, will still be full of vengeful spirits.
He had a lot of karma and committed suicide, so even if he absorbed a hundred of them, the impact on
would not be significant.
* * *
-Wooow!
I was just wondering, and my prediction ca true.
I don't know why, but when Geumsangje broke the royal seal, he was able to move into the imperial palace.
This is probably because the axis of the Jin (陣), which had been banned from being used throughout the imperial palace, was broken.
After absorbing the Golden Sangje's bag and seeing his mories, I learned a lot.
What was most shocking was the fact that he was even making a replica magic sword.
I thought about heading there in a hurry, but I had to finish my business, so I stopped by the imperial palace for a mont.
“Waaaaaa!!!”
“The Royal Palace First Sword Yeonsaeng Wei Musa has returned!”
As soon as he appeared in front of Daejeon, cheers erupted.
Nurous gold officials and eunuchs were cheering as they looked at , but for a mont I was stunned.
‘Imperial Palace's First Sword?'
What is this title again?
But I think I'll soon find out why.
It was King Gyeong, who was smiling at
while supporting the emperor.
‘Of course it is.'
I wondered why they did that.
At King Gyeong's side were Biseon Noong, Mansa Sinui, his adopted daughter, and the empress.
As he approached them, Biseon Noong let out an exclamation and said.
“It was a success.”
It was because I saw the supply and demand of the gold prize in my hand.
The body was burned, but the head was brought in to announce the person's death.
“That's right.”
“Nobu owes you a lot.”
Biseon Noong expressed his sincere gratitude to .
If it weren't for , he would have been swayed by Geumsangje because of his oath.
Then soone spoke to .
“Ha...ha.... I have heard all the facts from Biseon Noong and King Gyeong. “I owe you, too.”
“your majesty!”
He was none other than the emperor of his ti.
Although he had a haggard face, his eyes had returned to their original state, unlike when he was poisoned by phantom poison.
‘Are there any life in your eyes?'
I looked at God in all things, wondering if it was possible.
King Gyeong spoke as if to answer my doubts.
“It is said that God of All Things was threatened, but fortunately His Majesty took steps behind the scenes so that he could be released from poison at any ti.”
“To be released from poison? “Have you analyzed the poison?”
In response to my question, the God of All Things nodded and said,
“Ti was tight, but it wasn’t that difficult to analyze how the poison worked.”
Ah, he is indeed called the best lawmaker.
At most, it would have been only a few days before Geum Sang-je threatened him and inspected the poison.
But you've already analyzed that principle.
It seems that with this level of advanced dical technology, an antidote to phantom poison can be produced.
“You said you were a more senior comforter than that?”
When I nodded, the Divine rcy took control.
Then he held his foster daughter's hand tightly and spoke to .
“If it weren’t for you, my daughter and I would have been in danger. “I wanted to express my sincere gratitude to you.”
I think this unintentionally won his favor.
I wondered how they would react if they knew my identity, but it wasn't a situation where I had to say anything.
So, isn’t this how it maintains its life-like appearance?
The God of All Things took sothing out from within his bosom.
It was his own badge.
“It would be difficult to give another big reward, but since I am a mber of the National Assembly, if there is anything I would like to ask of you....”
There is sothing I would like to ask you right away.
Because I was in a hurry, I got to the point before he finished speaking.
“Is it possible to manufacture an antidote to the poison that poisoned Your Majesty?”
“.......If it is that poison, it is possible to create an antidote at any ti as long as we analyze what dicine or poison was combined.”
“iced coffee! “Please give
the recipe for the antidote.”
“Is that really okay?”
He asked
as if he was puzzled by God’s will in everything.
So I sent him a ssage.
[Separately, I would like to ask for severely addicted patients as well. However, it is difficult to reveal what kind of patient it is right now, but I will co get you once I complete the antidote. And...]
I took sothing out of my pocket.
It was the death penalty tablet of faithfulness in all things that my maternal grandfather gave .
When he passed this, the God of Mansa's eyes widened.
“This?”
[It is said that my maternal grandfather shared life, death and ups and downs with the owner of this piece, and when he passed away,
he entrusted it to
to pass on to my grandfather.]
The God of Mansa's eyes turned red upon hearing this ssage from .
Looking at the reaction, it was clear that the affection for the death penalty was very deep.
However, I learned sothing unexpected from his next words.
“Woohyang. “Your real father has returned like this.”
‘!?'
The adoptive daughter of God of All Things accepted the Emperor's badge and blushed red with tears in her eyes.
He took in not just his foster daughter, but the daughter of his own executioner.
It's truly amazing.
The God of all things spoke in a voice bound to .
“I don’t think it’s a favor worth repaying with just a sword. Yeon Comforter.”
With those words, he took sothing out of his belt.
It was not the wooden leg plate they had given , but a status plate carved out of jade.
The Mansa God who handed it over said:
“If you or your maternal grandfather see this, I will co visit you at any ti. “I will do my best to provide treatnt to the best of my ability.”
“ah!”
Will you help
any ti, not just once?
That was almost no different from saying that he would beco my exclusive doctor.
I had no idea that he would repay
this much because his beliefs were so clear.
I was secretly liking it without showing it as much as possible, but King Gyeong smiled and said to .
“Everything worked out well, because you and Jim got what we wanted. Hahahaha.”
Seeing that he also got what he wanted, it seems that he was recognized as the crown prince by the emperor through this incident.
Well, I guess that's why he's so satisfied.
But unfortunately, not everything ended as he said.
I said, shaking my head.
“Not yet.”
“yet? “What do you an?”
To King Gyeong and everyone else who was puzzled, I told them about the supply and demand of the Geumsangje.
“There is another person behind this person.”
“Another one? Doesn’t that an you can’t feel safe yet?”
I said to him who was anxious.
“That’s why I’m going to go catch him right now.”
-widely!
With those words, I opened fire on Geumsangje’s head.
Then a fla appeared and the head of the guy with his tongue sticking out was on fire.
-Roaring!
At this point, I really need to find out what he's planning.
* * *
The perspective returns to the present again.
The cavity in front of the stone chamber hidden in the tomb of King Pyeong of the Chu Dynasty.
-closely!
“Oops!”
I grabbed the head of the bewildered brain and squeezed it hard, saying:
“Who on earth is this person called Masun?”
In response to my question, the guy tried to protest by violently twisting his body.
But since I was superior in internal strength, there was no way that would work.
I put my hand into his chest.
-Poof!
“100 million!”
Then he grabbed the guy's heart and caused a thunderstorm.
-Pachichichik!
“Kwaaaaaak!”
The pain was so severe that it distorted its face in a strange way and scread.
Either way, I continued to have thunderstorms.
“Is the person trapped in that feverishly hot place Ma Seon?”
‘!!!'
At that question, the pained bastard's eyes grew even wider.
As expected, the being with snake eyes that he saw in the vigilante's mories seems to be the demon ship he was talking about.
Who on earth is that person that was sealed in that hell-like place by the Yeongbopilbeop?
I tried to ask this by putting more pressure on his heart.
“The reason I moved the vigilante boat was to obtain the Yeongbopilbeop from Dohwaseon...”
- Tight!
It was that mont.
Sothing bit the hand holding my heart.
Since it was close to the Diamond Buddha, there was no way it would hurt my hand, but I don't know what happened.
‘What on earth?'
I quickly grabbed hold of sothing that had bitten my hand and pulled my hand out of the brain's chest.
-Park!
-Whoosh!
‘!?'
At that mont, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
The thing that bit my hand was none other than a snake.
It also had pure white snow, as if it contained a snowy field.
‘This?'
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