"Th-this!"
However, Moyong Gi could not bring himself to strike down with his sword. It was because the sword scars that filled Mak Sugwang's face had caught Moyong Gi's arm.
It was a sword scar that was so dense that he could no longer even rember his original face. And each of those sword scars was a life of a mber of the Dragon Slaying Brigade.
Moyong Gi, who was trembling with his sword raised, finally threw his sword.
Clang!
"Damn it."
Mak Sugwang, who was staring at Moyong Gi, said again.
"Don't be like that, just kill ."
"I will kill you. I'll kill you even if you don't tell . You know that I'm good at killing people, right, uncle? You don't have to worry. I will kill you. Before that!"
Moyong Gi's two eyes were bloodshot.
"Why did you do it? Why on earth did you do that? Of all people, why you, uncle!"
Mak Sugwang shook his head.
"That's not important. What's important is that I betrayed you."
"I'm the one who decides whether it's important or not. It's not for you to decide, uncle. So just answer . Why did you do it?"
Mak Sugwang let out a sigh.
"You and those friends of yours, you're all too affectionate. You won't live long like that."
"If I wanted to live long, I wouldn't have even started this. I would have lived with my ears and eyes closed."
Mak Sugwang smiled bitterly.
"That's true."
"So just answer . Why did you do it? Why on earth?"
However, Mak Sugwang, as if he still had no intention of speaking, just shook his head and then lowered his head again.
Moyong Gi's face contorted.
"This uncle really is!"
Lee Shimhwan, who could not watch any longer, stepped between the two.
"You, Makga."
Mak Sugwang still did not reply to Lee Shimhwan's call. However, Lee Shimhwan, without giving up, called Mak Sugwang once more.
"Answer , you brat. Is your mouth blocked now?"
Mak Sugwang let out a sigh and looked at Lee Shimhwan.
"Why?"
"What do you an, why? I'm asking you to say sothing. The leader wants it so much."
Mak Sugwang shook his head.
"Nothing will change even if I do. It's a aningless act."
"Why is it aningless? We've built up affection for ten years. If I were to do the sa as you, would you just cut off my head? If the leader, Myung Jin, and that guy, Muhan, were to do the sa, would you cut off their heads without even asking for a reason? You wouldn't be able to do such a thing, would you? So let's just know the reason. Say sothing."
Mak Sugwang's gaze wavered slightly. However, as if it was still difficult to speak, he hesitated for a long ti.
Moyong Gi, who could not wait, was about to urge Mak Sugwang again, but Lee Shimhwan waved his hand. Moyong Gi in the end let out a groan and crossed his arms.
And then, as he was just staring at Mak Sugwang for a long ti, Mak Sugwang, as if he had finally made up his mind, began to open his mouth little by little.
"I have a younger brother nad Jang Hyeokjin."
Once he started to open his mouth, his words began to speed up as if he had a lot to say.
"He's a guy who's more like a real younger brother than a real younger brother. We were together from our hotown until I left my hotown and t the leader. After we parted, I couldn't hear from him at all, but I found out that he was running an inn in Haman. Cough. Cough."
Mak Sugwang, who had poured out a lot of words at once and was having a hard ti, let out a dry cough, caught his breath, and then said again.
"I t that guy again in Haman this ti after ten years. I was worried about what to say when we t after being apart for so long, but it was all a useless worry. Because he and I were no different from those days, as if we had t and parted just yesterday."
Mak Sugwang looked at Lee Shimhwan and smiled faintly.
Lee Shimhwan nodded with a face that said he understood.
"I understand. So?"
At that mont, Mak Sugwang's face darkened slightly.
"But that guy is very sick."
"No, why? For what reason?"
At Lee Shimhwan's question, Mak Sugwang shook his head.
"Although I felt it keenly while fighting with those guys until now, I felt it anew when I t Hyeokjin this ti. Those guys are really amazing. To think that they would dig up the past that I thought I had hidden away."
Lee Shimhwan's face beca serious.
"Perhaps..."
Mak Sugwang nodded.
"That's right. It's poison."
"Damn it!"
"Wow..."
At the fact that his prediction was correct, Lee Shimhwan's face contorted, and Cheol Muhan also let out a sigh.
Among them, only Myung Jin maintained a cold face.
At that mont, Moyong Gi took a step forward.
"So that's why?"
"Yes."
Mak Sugwang nodded with a calm face.
"Ten mbers of the Dragon Slaying Brigade and even Daelim are in that state, you know?"
"I had to save that guy."
"Are you saying that person is more important than us?"
"Yes."
"Even if it ans killing the brothers you've shared joys and sorrows with for ten years?"
"That's right."
A vein popped out on Moyong Gi's forehead.
"My brothers are more precious to ."
"I know."
"I will kill you, uncle."
"It's the right choice."
Moyong Gi gritted his teeth as he looked at Mak Sugwang, who was speaking with a calm face. His two clenched fists trembled. However, he could not bring himself to pick up his sword.
At that sight, Myung Jin, who had taken a step forward, glanced back at Moyong Gi and drew his sword.
"I'll do it."
Moyong Gi shook his head.
"Step back."
"You can't do it. I'll do it."
"I said step back. Even if I kill him, I'll kill him. You step aside."
Moyong Gi took Myung Jin's sword. Although he could have resisted if he wanted to, for so reason, Myung Jin obediently handed over his sword.
Cheol Muhan his face contorted as he looked at Myung Jin.
"A bastard who won't even bleed if you prick him with a needle."
However, Myung Jin did not react at all. He just crossed his arms and looked at Moyong Gi and Mak Sugwang.
In the anti, Moyong Gi, who had approached Mak Sugwang again, looked down at Mak Sugwang.
"Thank you for everything."
"The sa goes for ."
"Aren't you going to say you're sorry?"
Mak Sugwang shook his head.
"Even if the sa situation were to be given again, I would not change."
"Should I say it's a relief? At least you don't seem to have any regrets."
Moyong Gi raised his sword. Mak Sugwang quietly closed his eyes. Moyong Gi bit his lower lip and then brought his sword down.
Slash!
However, there was no expected pain. Mak Sugwang quietly opened his eyes. At that mont, the Dragon Slaying dallion that was hanging around Mak Sugwang's neck fell with a thud.
Mak Sugwang, who was staring at the Dragon Slaying dallion, raised his head and t Moyong Gi's eyes.
"What does this an?"
"Please think of it as the price for taking the sword in our place all this ti."
"I've never thought of that as a debt. Weren't you guys the sa, taking the sword in my place."
"It's also true that you were hit more."
His title had changed.
Moyong Gi handed the sword to Myung Jin and then turned his back with a cold face.
"Let's go."
Mak Sugwang said again to Moyong Gi's back.
"Don't be like this. Kill ."
"I'll do that next ti we et."
"If I get out of here now, I'll gather the warriors again. You guys will suffer more damage."
Moyong Gi glanced back at Mak Sugwang.
"I'll be waiting. I'll do as you wish then. Let's go."
Lee Shimhwan followed Moyong Gi with a still his face contorted. Myung Jin had a face with no particular emotion.
Cheol Muhan, who was lagging behind to pick up Moyong Gi's sword, called Mak Sugwang.
"Uncle."
"Yes."
"It's my wish, but let's not see each other again."
Mak Sugwang shook his head.
"That will be difficult."
Cheol Muhan let out a sigh. And then, as he was about to move his feet, he saw Mak Sugwang's Dragon Slaying dallion that had fallen on the floor and bent down to pick it up.
Cheol Muhan, who was fidgeting with Mak Sugwang's Dragon Slaying dallion with a troubled face, in a mont clenched the Dragon Slaying dallion.
The Dragon Slaying dallion, which was made of cold iron that was rumored to be hard, crumpled like a soft piece of lead.
Cheol Muhan, who had thrown away the Dragon Slaying dallion, which had been crushed beyond recognition, added one last word.
"But please avoid . Because I can't kill you, uncle."
At the end of those words, it was Cheol Muhan, who caught up with Moyong Gi with quick steps.
Mak Sugwang, who was staring at them as they moved away, belatedly stood up and picked up the Dragon Slaying dallion that Cheol Muhan had crushed. And then, he muttered like a sigh.
"I'm sorry."
That night, Moyong Gi had to lose five more mbers of the Dragon Slaying Brigade because of Mak Sugwang, who had gathered the masters of the imperial palace and launched a surprise attack again.
It was the mont when Moyong Gi regretted his choice for the first ti.
Moyong Gi hacked at Mak Sugwang's cold corpse. And as if that wasn't enough, he stuck his sword in Mak Sugwang's head.
Thrust!
Blood spurted out and covered Moyong Gi's face. Moyong Gi raised his gaze without even thinking of wiping away the blood that was blurring his vision.
The moon was unusually bright that day. It was not a good day for a surprise attack.
Moyong Gi gritted his teeth.
"Damn it!"
***
Zhuge Yeon, who had woken up from her sleep, tilted her head. It was because Mak Sugwang and Jang Hyeokjin were limping and following the cart.
Zhuge Yeon looked at Lee Yeonghwa.
"Who are those people?"
Lee Yeonghwa turned her gaze with a troubled face. Zhuge Yeon, who was following that gaze, confird Moyong Gi and then opened her mouth without realizing it.
"Moyong... ah, no."
Zhuge Yeon, who had opened her mouth out of habit, was startled and shook her head. And then, she forced her unwilling mouth to move and corrected her title.
"O-older brother."
Moyong Gi's mouth gaped as he looked back at Zhuge Yeon.
"Huh? What did you say?"
"I said who are those people?"
Moyong Gi shook his head.
"No, not that."
"Then?"
"That 'older brother' thing. Say it again."
Zhuge Yeon's brow furrowed.
"This is not the ti to be joking."
"Who said it's a joke? It's not a joke. So say it again. O. L. D. E. R. B. R. O. T. H. E. R."
Zhuge Yeon's face contorted.
"Forget it. Just tell
quickly. Who are those people?"
Moyong Gi licked his lips with a disappointed face. As if considering Zhuge Yeon's condition, he did not provoke her any further. Instead, he glanced back at Mak Sugwang and Jang Hyeokjin.
"What do you want to do?"
"Yes?"
"Should I kill them or let them live? Tell
what you want. I'll do as you wish."
Mak Sugwang and Jang Hyeokjin flinched.
Zhuge Yeon looked at Moyong Gi with a dumbfounded face.
"No, why would you kill soone who's just standing there?"
"Who said that? Who said they're just standing there? They're robbers, you know?"
"Yes? Robbers?"
"Yes. So tell . Should I kill them? Or let them live?"
"What do you an, kill them? And where in the world are there robbers like that? Isn't that right, ma'am... no, mother."
Lee Yeonghwa chuckled. And then, she added just one more word.
"They were hit by your older brother."
"Yes?"
Zhuge Yeon's eyes widened, but as if she had belatedly realized sothing, her gaze sank. Zhuge Yeon's gaze, as she looked at Mak Sugwang and Jang Hyeokjin, changed.
"Mo... no. O-older brother."
Moyong Gi's mouth gaped again.
"Why?"
Moyong Gi dragged out the end of his words. Zhuge Yeon's brow furrowed again, but she soon gathered her thoughts and continued her words.
"Just hand them over to the authorities."
She had no intention of carrying a burden. She thought that would be cleaner.
However, as if Moyong Gi's thoughts were different, he quickly shook his head.
"That won't do. Are you trying to kill all the people at the authorities?"
"Yes? What do you an by that?"
This ti, Lee Yeonghwa answered instead.
"His martial arts are a bit..."
Zhuge Yeon had a look of disbelief.
"No, what kind of martial arts does a robber have..."
However, Zhuge Yeon could not finish her words. It was because Moyong Gi had cut in and cut off Zhuge Yeon's words.
"So you tell . Should I kill them? Or let them live?"
And then, he added one more option that was not there before.
"Or should I drag them around and tornt them until they die?"
(End of Chapter)
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