Kang Sogun Chapter 85

"Ahahaha. I know, of course I know. Who wouldn't know that?"

Namgung Ryeong let out an exaggerated laugh and made a fuss.

"Ah, you knew."

Namgung Wu gave a rotten smile. Namgung Ryeong rolled her eyes in all directions and said. She did not know where to put her gaze.

But she still spoke well.

"Of course. I went there yesterday."

'Ugh. You brat. You should have said you didn't know.'

Namgung Wu's rotten smile deepened.

Kang Sogun was puzzled by the Namgung siblings' attitude.

He knew that there were people watching when he had killed the Black Sword and the others. But he had not thought that the onlookers were the Namgung siblings and the Fallen Scholar. He had thought they were the pursuers of the Heavenly Martial Faction.

So he did not know the reason why these two siblings were forcing a smile with stiff faces.

Kang Sogun, as if he had suddenly rembered, cupped his fists.

"Ah! My na is Kang Sogun. I asked because I am unfamiliar with the geography of the capital."

As Kang Sogun perford the proper etiquette, Namgung Wu and Namgung Ryeong were startled and bowed their waists.

"Ah. I see. We are Namgung Wu from the Namgung family..."

"I'm Namgung Ryeong."

Namgung Ryeong's head seed as if it would be buried in the ground.

'?'

The Namgung siblings whom he had seen at the inn were dignified and grand, as befitting the direct descendants of the Namgung family. Even the girl nad Namgung Ryeong had a side of arrogance.

Since Kang Sogun had seen the arrogance of the young ladies of prestigious families countless tis in the past, he had naturally thought it so.

But seeing them today, it was a misunderstanding. They were so friendly that he could not find the arrogance that the direct descendants of prestigious families often had.

Kang Sogun grinned.

Kang Sogun had lived with an expressionless face for a long ti. When he smiled, it was stranger than the Namgung siblings.

'Hah! What? Are you sneering?'

Namgung Ryeong, seeing Kang Sogun who was smiling with a contorted face, felt her heart tremble, wondering if sothing had gone wrong.

Namgung Wu once again checked the information in his head to see if there was any matter involving the Blood Demon and the Namgung family.

The two did not think that Kang Sogun's strange smile was actually his own way of showing his courtesy. It was that awkward.

In fact, Kang Sogun had lived in an extre state for the past few years.

He had lived in the Martial Tomb for three years, fighting with demons stained with blood qi.

Since he did not know when they would appear, he always had to keep his senses sharp. Naturally, there was no such thing as human interaction.

It was the sa even after he had co out of the Martial Tomb. While he was wandering in a delusion alone, he had lost the ability to empathize with the words or actions of others.

Although he had co out of the Martial Tomb, his entire body's senses were still in battle.

The reason he had been able to kill his enemies without batting an eye was also because he was still in battle.

But after the rampage in Nanjing and the eting with Jang Yeongyeong, his humanity had gradually awakened. At least he was at a level where he could interact with others.

Since the Namgung siblings were smiling, Kang Sogun had also responded with a smile.

Although both smiles were strange.

'Damn. Get a grip. Namgung Wu.'

Namgung Wu suddenly ca to his senses. He was a direct descendant of the Namgung family. He imdiately realized his own unseemly behavior.

Although he had been flustered because Kang Sogun had approached so suddenly, this was not it.

As a direct descendant of the Namgung family and a martial artist, to be flustered, overwheld by the opponent's martial prowess.

'Can you still call yourself a person of the Namgung family after that?'

Namgung Wu straightened his back and cald his energy.

As he regained his usual dignified attitude in an instant, he was ashad of his previous behavior. But that was sothing to think about later, and he first tried to answer what Kang Sogun had asked.

But Namgung Ryeong spoke first.

"Ah. The way to the Eight-Phased Pagoda. It's complicated to explain. What should I do? Shall I guide you?"

Namgung Ryeong had been to the Eight-Phased Pagoda. Namgung Ryeong had been traveling here and there with the young ladies of prestigious families.

But since it was her first ti in the capital, it was difficult for her to explain the way.

"Ryeong-ah!"

Namgung Wu's face, who had been startled by Namgung Ryeong's words and had looked back, was not good.

'Ugh.'

Namgung Ryeong regretted it as soon as she had spoken.

To have first proposed to accompany the terrifying great demon.

'Think first and then speak.'

The words that Namgung Wu had always said to her ca to mind.

She had paid the price for always moving her mouth before thinking.

"Thank you."

Kang Sogun, whom she had thought would refuse, said briefly, perford the proper etiquette, and turned around.

Kang Sogun had also grown up as a young master in the prestigious Kang Residence of Nanjing. He did not know how to refuse the goodwill of others.

Namgung Ryeong looked at her older brother with a pale face.

'You crazy thing!'

Namgung Wu rebuked her with his eyes and then said.

"Where is that place that you are going to guide him alone? Let's go together."

And so the three ca out to the main road.

Kang Sogun, who stealthily looked at the Namgung siblings who were following him half a step behind, muttered to himself.

'It seems there was no particular aning.'

Kang Sogun knew that the Namgung siblings had been snooping around his residence.

Not just any martial artist, but the Namgung family. He was puzzled as to why they were interested in him. But seeing them follow with tearful faces now, it seed they were watching his mood.

Although he did not know the reason, it did not seem that they had any other intentions.

As the Eight-Phased Pagoda ca into view in the distance, Kang Sogun turned around.

"That must be the Eight-Phased Pagoda. I thank you for your goodwill."

Since Kang Sogun had confird that the Namgung siblings had no particular intentions, he tried to send them back.

But he did not know what kind of person the woman, no, to be precise, Namgung Ryeong, who had now beco a woman from a girl, was.

Namgung Ryeong was a troublemaker who was rumored to be an exception in the dignified Namgung family. Moreover, she had inherited the boldness of the Namgung family well.

'This person is also a human with blood flowing in him, right?'

Namgung Ryeong, having walked with him for a while, did not feel that Kang Sogun was as scary as she had thought.

Then her original personality ca out.

"Hahaha. If you're going to help, you should help to the end. Isn't that the loyalty of the martial world?"

It was strange for the loyalty of the martial world to co out of the mouth of Namgung Ryeong, who still had a strong girlish air.

'They say a leaking gourd leaks outside too. But isn't this a golden opportunity to form a bond with this person?'

Namgung Wu had also been looking for an opportunity to get acquainted with Kang Sogun, and he thought that an unexpected opportunity had co. Moreover, wasn't he in a situation where he was helping?

"Haha. I have also not been to the Eight-Phased Pagoda, so I will take this opportunity to go once."

Kang Sogun smiled inwardly.

The Namgung siblings were not tainted.

Although the self-confidence peculiar to the children of prestigious families was excessive in their unrestrained behavior, that was not their fault.

Namgung Ryeong stuck to Kang Sogun's side and asked.

"Great Warrior Kang, what is your origin sect?"

"I am not a great warrior."

"Then Young Warrior Kang?"

"It ans I am not a warrior."

"Ah! I see. That would be so."

Namgung Ryeong nodded.

Kang Sogun grinned.

"What do you an, that would be so?"

"The Blood Demon and a warrior don't really go together."

Namgung Wu, who was listening from the side, felt his heart drop.

'You brat. Think before you speak. Think!'

Namgung Wu, who had beco nervous without realizing it, looked around.

It seed unlikely that Kang Sogun would do anything on a street with many people. Moreover, he did not even have that terrifying spear.

Kang Sogun stopped his steps and then looked at Namgung Ryeong.

'?'

Although Namgung Ryeong was not short, she was no match for Kang Sogun.

Kang Sogun's gaze, which had been hardened for the past few years, did not change easily.

Although Kang Sogun had not looked with any particular intention, to Namgung Ryeong, it was an indifferent and extrely cold gaze.

'Hah!'

Namgung Ryeong wanted to hit her own mouth.

Kang Sogun smiled bitterly.

The Blood Demon.

It was the nickna of a demon head whose na dripped with blood.

The mont he heard the words "Blood Demon," Kang Sogun's thoughts entered a different ti and space.

'Blood Demon!'

'The curse of the Blood Demon!'

It was a sound he had heard countless tis in the Martial Tomb. He had been chased by the enemy and had been driven to a deep stone chamber in the Martial Tomb.

It was surprising that there was such a large stone chamber underground. It was more than enough for hundreds of people to enter.

On one wall of the stone chamber, there was a huge stone statue. The stone statue, wearing ancient armor and a helt, was so vivid that it seed alive.

The misfortune had occurred while fighting with the enemy who had chased him. A fierce battle had broken out, and the area below the stone statue had been stained with blood.

But at so point, sothing that no one had imagined had happened.

A loud roar had co from the stone statue, and a bloody energy had flowed out from its mouth.

It was a bloody energy that had a substance, as if it were a living thing. The soldiers with weak martial arts had been imdiately suppressed by the blood qi and had run wild as if they had lost their reason.

Those with strong martial arts had tried to handle the blood qi with their internal energy, but in the end, it was only a matter of ti.

Most had lasted for a few days, and only the very outstanding ones could last for a couple of months.

As the words "Blood Demon" ca out of Namgung Ryeong's mouth, the mory of that ti ca to mind on its own.

As Kang Sogun was lost in thought and was staring at her, Namgung Ryeong tried to make an excuse.

"Ahahaha. That's the great warrior's... no, not the young warrior either... ugh, then what should I call you!"

As she kept getting tongue-tied, Namgung Ryeong got angry instead.

At that sound, Kang Sogun ca to his senses.

"It's nothing."

Kang Sogun answered irrelevantly and then turned around. He was still clumsy in dealing with people.

'Huh?'

At the unexpected reaction, Namgung Ryeong tilted her head, but Kang Sogun suddenly turned around.

"Hah! What now?"

"Do I look like a demon head?"

'!'

After asking, Kang Sogun tilted his head as Namgung Ryeong's expression turned pale.

And then he realized that it was a strange question even to himself and turned around again and left.

He did not think that acting silently like that could be seen as arrogant or eccentric to others. The habit that had been ingrained in his body for a long ti could not be helped.

Namgung Ryeong hurriedly followed behind, and Namgung Wu stuck to her and made an excuse.

"Haha. Brother Kang has misunderstood. Aren't there many cases where a strange nickna is attached in the world?"

In fact, that was so.

The nickna that was attached when one first made a na for oneself in the martial world was often different from his true self. As ti passed, it was common for it to change to a true nickna that reflected the person's true self.

As Namgung Wu approached in a friendly manner, Kang Sogun also answered to the best of his ability.

"It doesn't matter."

This was also a crooked answer depending on how you heard it.

But it was different if it was an absolute master.

'As expected of an absolute master. He doesn't care about the eyes of others at all.'

Namgung Wu accepted it so.

As Kang Sogun walked ahead without a word, Namgung Wu grabbed Namgung Ryeong's sleeve and pulled her to his side.

'If you talk nonsense again...'

Namgung Wu's eyes widened, and he showed his fist. Namgung Ryeong stuck out her tongue and then followed Kang Sogun closely.

In the anti, they had reached the Eight-Phased Pagoda. The Eight-Phased Pagoda was a huge pagoda in front of the Eight-Phased Hall of Mancheon Temple.

Even before entering the temple grounds, a thick scent of incense wafted. As they entered, their eyes were stinging from the smoke of the incense sticks that were lit here and there.

"It's amazing, isn't it? They say that if you make a wish here, it will surely co true."

Namgung Ryeong said a word, looking at the crowd that had gathered at the Eight-Phased Pagoda. They were people of all kinds, from good n and won to old mothers who had sent their sons to the battlefield, and rchants who were praying for business success.

"Young Master Kang! Hehe. I can call you Young Master Kang, right? Make a wish."

Namgung Ryeong was definitely a character. She had already forgotten the awkward mont just a mont ago.

Namgung Wu had a headache and gently massaged his temples.

'Hehe?'

That laugh could only be heard when she was with her parents, her older brother, and himself.

Since her mother disliked it, saying it was unladylike, she was careful in front of others, but sotis when she was in a good mood, it would burst out without Namgung Ryeong herself knowing.

It ant that she was in a good mood now.

If Namgung Wu had known the thoughts that were rolling around in Namgung Ryeong's head, he would have foad at the mouth and would have fallen backward.

'What if he's a great demon of the martial world? I also know two absolute masters now.'

'What if I fall in love with him? A tragic man and woman who cross the black and white paths! I am destined to stab the heart of the one I love for the fate of the righteous path!'

'But this person is so boring. Maybe he went a little crazy after training only in the mountains...'

Namgung Ryeong had grown up listening to and reading too many strange stories and unofficial histories of the martial world.

(End of Chapter)