Return of the Blossoming Blade Chapter 945

Episode 945 I need to teach you what real despair is. (4)

Who doesn’t know?

This is just a joke. The words that come out of that devil’s mouth are just for the purpose of bringing them down to the ground, trampling on them, ridiculing them, and ridiculing them.

But… was there anyone who wasn’t shaken?

The moment the word ‘life’ came out of Jang Il-so’s mouth, was there a single person here who did not have the slightest sense of anticipation and earnestness in his/her heart?

Namgung Dowi closed his eyes tightly.

‘I…’

The moment he heard Jang Il-so’s words, even Namgung Do-wi, who was preparing for death, felt a strong impulse. The urge to live. The fear of not wanting to die.

If there weren’t people around to watch, he might have knelt in front of Jang Il-so and held on to his legs.

Please save me. I don’t want to die. Not yet… I don’t want to die yet.

Who would be different?

No matter how upright I try to be, how can my desire to live be any different? Jang Il-so’s words so easily dug out that desire that was hidden and hidden in the deepest places.

“This…”

Emperor Nangong gritted his teeth and couldn’t say anything.

Perhaps he feels the same way as Namgung Dowi right now. The trembling of those hands is not anger toward Jang Il-so, but anger toward himself for not being courageous at that moment.

In the end, Emperor Nangong shouted in a boiling voice.

“You wicked bastard!”

Jang Il-so looks at him with strange eyes.

“This time it’s wicked.”

“….”

“Hmm. Well… that’s what I like to say. Wickedness, meanness, cowardice…. Anything is fine. It’s good. But…”

Jang Il-so slowly shook his head.

“Not in this situation. Emperor Namgung. “Now is not the time to curse at me.”

Emperor Nangong kept his mouth shut. I tried to understand Jang Il-so’s true intentions for a moment, but it was not enough. With his abilities, he couldn’t look into that monster’s inner thoughts.

“It’s not something to think about negatively.”

Jang Il-so turned lithely and slowly approached Emperor Namgung. Emperor Nangong’s sword still did not let down its guard, but Jang Il-so was carefree and relaxed this time as well.

Jang Il-so came to the side of King Namgung and whispered softly in his ear.

“Now… Emperor Namgung. lets think. huh? You have to think desperately. Being abandoned isn’t necessarily a bad thing, right? You become free. “Isn’t that right?”

“….”

Emperor Nangong bit his lip and glared at Jang Il-so. From his face stained with blood to his scattered hair and bloodshot eyes, he was extremely miserable.

But did Emperor Namgung know?

What does it mean for a prosecutor, who is required to maintain distance, to give up this distance to a deacon? This action alone proves beyond all doubt that he is shaken.

“Your…”

he said as if chewing.

“Are you saying I should become your subordinate? Do you think our Changcheon Namgung family will become Sapa’s dog?”

He shouted so that everyone who was shaken by this devil’s voice could clearly hear.

“If we die, we’re dead, we don’t become your dogs! “Don’t be funny, Jang Il-so!”

Everyone agreed with that statement. Surviving is important to everyone. However, there are certainly values that cannot be exchanged for survival.

Changcheon Namgung family.

These were people who could accept death, but could not become Jang Il-so’s guardians. If they had been able to do that, they wouldn’t have thrown away peace and invaded Maehwa Island.

At a time when strong opposition to Jang Il-so was about to overwhelm everyone.

“…dog?”

Everyone’s attention was once again forcibly caught by Jang Il-so’s calm but slightly tilted head gesture.

“Again… you’re saying something strange. “I just don’t understand.”

Jang Il-so arched his eyebrows and exaggeratedly laughed at Emperor Nangong.

“A pseudonym.”

“Yes, Lord Ryeon.”

“Did I tell them that?”

“You didn’t do anything.”

Hu Jiaming answered straight away as if there was nothing to think about. His face, in contrast to Jang Il-so’s, was so expressionless that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking.

“Then why do the authors say things like that?”

“This is because everyone thinks within their own limitations. It’s only natural that they can’t keep up with Lord Ryeon’s thoughts. “I don’t blame them.”

“Hmm. okay. “That makes sense.”

Jang Il-so nodded leisurely and looked at Emperor Nangung with a wide smile.

Emperor Nangong could only watch the conversation, which was like a piece of Peking opera.

From the moment Jang Il-so arrives here, it seems like everyone is just moving according to the roles that Jang Il-so has planned. Breathing in and out, even getting angry and angry.

“no. That’s not it, Prince Namgung. And…”

Jang Il-so’s gaze moved from the Namgung Emperor to the Namgung family’s inspectors.

“The Namgung family.”

It seemed to indicate that not only the Emperor Namgung had the authority to decide on this matter, but also the inspectors of the Namgung family.

“Why do you think I’m deceiving you?”

“….”

“Safani?”

“….”

“I’m just telling it like it is.”

I am sucked in.

In that voice. That tone of voice. With that one hand gesture.

“Say it again. That’s not what I want. You don’t have to be a dog and you don’t have to join the Sapaeryeon. “There is only one thing I want.”

The thin mouth twisted.

“All you have to do is say the words “Please save me” from your mouth. okay. “That’s all.”

Everyone looked at him in fascination.

The same was true for not only the Namgung family but also the Surochae royal family. Both eyes looking at him were filled with despair.

It was truly a miracle that the faces of so many people filling this island were turning the same color.

Are you sane? Is the author sincerely saying such things? why? why? why?

Jang Il-so giggled as he stood amidst the countless eyes full of disbelief and astonishment.

“It’s not difficult, right? yes?”

“….”

“That’s enough. If that’s the case, I’ll save you. The moment those words come out, I will let you go. Right there. To that Gangbuk that you so desperately wanted to return to. “To your comfortable and comfortable home.”

The devil’s whispers are bound to contain a deadly poison that we cannot even guess.

But… even if you know that fact, nothing will change.

How can you ignore such sweet words?

“I’ll let you retrieve the body and take it away. Even though they died here, they deserve to be buried in their hometown, right? yes? “Because I fought harder than anyone else.”

The inspectors of the Namgung family could not overcome their instincts and looked away. The image of Gasol and his colleagues dying without even being able to close their eyes was stuck in their eyes.

“it is not diffcult.”

Jang Il-so spoke as if comforting a child.

“Just one word. Just one word and it will all happen. In the name of my defeater Jang Il-so….”

Then he paused slightly.

Let everyone wait with thirst for his words.

“…I promise.”

After the sweet yet fatal words were finished, there was silence for a moment.

And soon someone opened their mouth. Almost as if possessed.

“Save me…”

“No!”

At that time, Namgung Dowi, who was nearby, quickly stretched out his hand and covered the man’s mouth. And he shouted with an angry face.

“Jang Il-so!”

Jang Il-so frowned slightly.

“Oh dear. It’s like a great superior blocking the mouth of someone who wants to live and driving them to death. It’s ugly. Even Sapa wouldn’t do something like this.”

“Shut up you bastard! “What kind of trick is this!”

“Hmm?”

“Don’t look down on Namgoong! We will not fall for your tricks…”

At that moment, Jang Il-so’s eyes, which had been gentle from the beginning, distorted fiercely. The momentum was so surprisingly strong that Nangong Daowi stopped talking without realizing it and took a step back.

His light-colored eyes were filled with a fierce spirit, as if bright blue flames were burning.

“You look at me funny?”

Jang Il-so gritted his teeth.

“I’ll tell you, master. “It’s not me who’s looking down on you, it’s you.”

“….”

“Shaolin has abandoned you. No, the political faction abandoned you. I will ask you. Do you think any of the sects that follow the Shaolin to the other side of the river will be willing to shed blood for you?”

No one was willing to answer that question.

Of course, I want to shout out that it is so. I want to shout and write evil not to underestimate the partisanship of political factions.

But haven’t you already seen it? How did Shaolin, the sect that protects the Central Plains, abandon them?

“Your life is so insignificant to them. But… no. Neither do they. “You are the ones who value your lives more.”

“….”

“Life isn’t like that.”

I’m sorry.

Jang Il-so’s rings rubbed against each other, creating an eerie sound.

“In the first place, the value of your life is up to you to decide. At least I did. “Putting a knife into the stomach of a so-called colleague, biting off the collar of a so-called friend, rolling over dirty dirt, and biting the cliff with your teeth when your arm is broken!”

“….”

“That’s what it means to survive.”

Everyone knew that these words were neither a threat nor a persuasion. This is Jang Il-so’s true intention.

“But… are you telling me not to look at me funny?”

Jang Il-so revealed this.

“If you don’t look down on those who choose to die because they can’t say a single word asking for their life, how can you look down on anyone else in the world? Why should I treat people who value themselves as little as insects? Answer me, baby! “What right do you have to decide on the death of the person whose mouth you silenced?”

Nangong Daowi’s hands were shaking.

If Jang Il-so had said one more word, Namgung Do-wi might have collapsed on the spot.

However, Jang Il-so relaxed his momentum at that moment. He drooped his shoulders as if he was feeling drowsy.

“it is not diffcult.”

“….”

“No one remembers your deaths. The glory gained through death is nothing but crumbs thrown by the living to the dead. “Useless scraps taken from a vast booty.”

Some people swallowed dry saliva and others clenched their fists.

“To die holding on to those crumbs… it’s so sad. is not it?”

I almost nodded.

In those whispered words.

“So… tell me.”

Jang Il-so’s face, which had lost its harsh spirit, appeared again with a bright and charming smile.

“Please beg for my life. That’s enough. “With that, you can survive.”

Jerk. Jerk. Jerk.

Jang Il-so walked towards the Changgung sword stand. And now he whispered in the ear of the Changgung member who couldn’t even think of raising his sword.

Small, but clear and slow so that everyone can hear.

“Do you want to live?”

The person who heard that voice froze like a stone statue on the spot.

“You will want to live. Everyone wants to live. But those who want to use your life wisely say it is easy. A warrior must know how to give up his life for his pride. “For the sake of negotiation, we must throw away our lives like stubble.”

My eyes are shaking. Jang Il-so recited the question that arose in the mind of the prosecutor, who was shaking his heart.

“For what?”

“….”

“No, no, no. You know it when you live it. Pride is not as great as you think. It’s like the night that passes by if you close your eyes for a moment. So… tell me. I want to live. “I want to live.”

“I, I…”

In the end, tears flowed from the Changgung member’s eyes.

A swordsman who has been trained through countless years of harsh trials. The sword of Namgung, who is not afraid of death and is prepared to protect the name of Changcheon with his life… is now crying like a child.

Unbearable pressure.

The hope that was given like a thread and the enormous despair that followed.

Will and counsel were powerless in front of the person who grabbed and twisted my heart at the edge of the blue.

“Shh. “Now, aren’t you nice?”

I couldn’t resist the new words pouring out of my red lips.

“Now say it with your mouth.”

The Changgung Daewon’s eyes did not know where to go. He whimpered and cried in a hoarse voice.

The hand that was shaking and unable to figure out what to do… finally grabbed Jang Il-so’s sleeve.

“Save me…”

“Stop it, you loser.”

At that time, Emperor Namgung intervened.

The voice was weak, as if it didn’t belong to him at all.

“…If you enjoyed it that much, that’s fine.”

It felt like my soul had slipped out of me, and I felt like I had aged several years at once.

Emperor Nangong’s head slowly fell down.

“We…”

He said in a voice without any strength.

“We…lost.”

It was the moment when everything for Emperor Namgung collapsed.