<Episode 78: Entangled (3)>
[Zhu Yunxiang… Do you know what you are trying to say? that….]
[Yes I am a traitor.]
[!!!!!!]
Reversal.
I never thought those words would come out of his mouth.
I still can’t forget that man’s determined eyes.
I’ve met countless people over the years but this is the first person who has revealed such absurd aspirations.
‘Are you going to overthrow the country?’
His martial arts skills are weak and he doesn’t even have any power.
How can such a thing come out of the mouth of someone who has nothing and has nothing?
Nevertheless she did not laugh at this ambition.
That’s how rotten this country is now.
The emperor is obsessed with women and the officials are obsessed with competing for power.
The people were suffering but those in power and those with vested interests were still busy exploiting them and the people’s lives were becoming more and more impoverished.
The people who were supposed to cultivate the land either starved to death or became bandits and harmed each other.
If this gets worse it will get worse and it will be difficult to get better.
Therefore So Ye-rin understood why Joo Yun-hyang expressed such aspirations.
She just couldn’t decide whether she could achieve it or not.
No matter how rotten and festering it is it is still one country.
Destroying the country was not something that could be done with just one individual’s strength or ambition.
But he was anxious to watch.
Whether or not that man will be able to achieve his aspirations if everyone including himself contributes their strength.
“miss?”
At that time her nine-blooded religion six-blooded Danbaekha called her.
“Ah… yes.”
So Ye-rin who had been lost in thought came to her senses.
She turned her gaze to her plain face.
Since her pact with Zhou Yunxiang was not something she could mention to anyone she mentioned another purpose for why she had to remain in the imperial palace.
“…I’m looking for clues to the great disaster.”
At those words the six-blooded Danbaekha frowned and opened his mouth.
“What if you say it’s a great disaster?”
“Yes that day. “I’m looking for clues about the day the border between Hyeonmu-rim and Gu-mu-rim was created.”
“Miss that has already happened…”
“Yes it was a long time ago now. But her father lost his life while searching for clues.”
“What if you say father?”
“Hamza uses the true spirit son of man.”
Dambaekha said in surprise at So Yerin’s words.
“Isn’t he the Lord of Little Province?”
So Ye-rin responded to her words with a bitter voice.
“…that’s right. “She heard it was like that.”
“Ahh. “The peerless Lord Soseong was alive.”
Dambaekha nodded as if she now knew where So Yerin’s family line was.
But on the other hand she looked at So Ye-rin’s face closely as if she didn’t understand.
Of course if she were Jinyoungin Soseongju’s daughter she should have a considerable income now but no matter how I looked at her she only looked like she was in her twenties.
She may have lived a long life but she did not feel the energy of a spiritual being.
She was puzzled by this and she said that So Ye-rin had read her thoughts.
“At that time all the people of Jin family lost their lives in the great disaster. “I was born as a result of my father’s relationship with my mother while he was searching for clues to the apocalypse.”
“Ah you said so.”
Dambaekha sighed saying he understood.
So Ye-rin is the daughter-in-law of So Seong-ju and she inherited his blood but she was not the person who lived through those times.
No she was probably the only one who knew about those times in the first place.
Who is alive now?
Of course that wasn’t what really mattered.
“But Miss…. You said that Lord Xiaocheng lost her life while looking for clues to the apocalypse. What do you mean by that?”
she asked in a trembling voice.
So Yerin responded by clenching her fists with reddened eyes.
“…My father was murdered here in Gaebong.”
“How…how could something like that happen? Jinyoungin So Seong-ju is one of the greatest fighters of his time who has overcome walls. But how could he…”
“My father lost one of his legs and his left eye on the day of the cataclysm. He said that his martial arts skills are not as good as they used to be.”
“Even so he wouldn’t have been someone who would be easily defeated. If he is the one who can harm him… Are you sure he has reached the clues to the day of the apocalypse?”
“…I think so.”
So Ye-rin still hasn’t forgotten that night.
My father Jinyoung-in who was seriously injured and barely managed to escape from the Hwangdo opening while holding himself handed over all of his prenatal energy to himself even as he was dying.
The dying father held her hand tightly and made a request.
[No more…don’t get involved in this anymore. Rin…. please… your… life….]
That was her last will.
As her daughter she did not want to take revenge nor did she want to find clues to the apocalypse.
But she couldn’t.
She lost her only close relative.
-Gruck!
A teardrop flowed down Soyerin’s cheek.
Seeing her like this her calm nature hugged her without saying a word.
The feeling of losing someone dear to her has been something she has experienced for a long time.
Nevertheless instead of getting used to it she felt heartbroken every time she experienced it.
Because he understood her he hugged her without saying a word and comforted her.
“….”
As she stared at her like this her neck tilted and she let out a small sigh.
Although she was not good at other emotions she knew how it felt to lose someone dear to her so she just watched but her time was running out.
She didn’t have time to stay here.
Since it was the day of the great disaster I don’t know if it was the Gumurim or something but it was their job anyway.
Then So Ye-rin who was sobbing in her arms wiped away her tears with her sleeve and immediately spoke.
“thank you.”
“He said something special.”
“More than that there was something I wanted to ask the Six-Blooded Saint.”
“Are you talking to me?”
“I heard that the Flesh and Blood Saint was the only one who experienced a day of catastrophe. “Isn’t it?”
“…That’s right.”
At that question Plain Ha sighed and nodded her head.
It was like that because everyone passed away.
So Yerin asked.
“I heard that the Six-Blooded Saint faced a four-headed dragon demon who reduced five castles to ruins on the day of the great disaster. Is that correct?”
“Yes… that’s right.”
Dambaekha’s expression suddenly darkened as if remembering that time.
For her that day was nothing short of hell.
It was the day she lost so many precious people and it was the day she was cursed with a long life that she would want to throw away if she could.
She said as So Yerin caught her breath as her energy subsided.
She said “I heard that at that time an absolute expert appeared and took away the Jinyuan of the dragon ear that was barely killed. Is that correct?”
“….”
Dambaekha’s eyes wavered at her question.
Her eyes were picturing a day that was long ago.
Herself the leaders of her clan thousands of church members and the martial arts people of the Safa Alliance gathered together and fought day and night to kill her dragon ghost.
However even though all the warriors risked their lives they were far from being able to kill the dragon ghost.
You can only kill a dragon ghost by cutting off all of her heads at the same time but since they didn’t know this they regenerated shortly after cutting off her head and the battle continued endlessly.
[Three Zones! Three trillion oh oh oh!]
[Yu Yukhyeolseong. Sahyeolseong died in battle.]
[Gasp. There is no hope anymore. That monster won’t die!]
By the time the Dragon Demon’s weakness was discovered nearly 70% of the force had already lost their lives.
However as so many people died they eventually realized that they could kill the dragon by cutting off all its heads and they fought a fierce battle for the last time.
It was around the time that the two heads of the dragon ghost were cut off.
Even when all of his strength was at his peak there was no way that he could withstand the dragon ghost he was facing with only 30% of his strength.
It was a time when almost everyone lost their lives and only a few were alive.
Then someone appeared.
“…It was a tax saving method I had never seen before.”
“Taco law?”
“Yes… He was a person who used monstrous drawing methods each and every one of which exceeded the range of motion of his joints and even the limits of his muscles.”
So Ye-rin frowned at these words.
Either way the six-blooded Danbaekha continued what he was saying.
“He suddenly appeared and cut off the two remaining heads of the dragon ghost we had been struggling with so much.”
Those who survived cheered at his appearance.
They thought that an unrivaled powerhouse had helped them.
However when the dragon ghost died like that the unrivaled strong man broke the dragon ghost’s shell and took out the Jinwon that was inside it.
“It wasn’t any problem up to that point. “In the first place we didn’t know what the origin of the spirit beast was and our goal was to kill the dragon ghost.”
But then there was the problem.
The man who took out the true source of the dragon ghost suddenly attacked the surviving warriors.
His sudden actions made them realize that this simple-minded person was not their ally.
“I tried to fight him with the rest of the church.”
But she couldn’t.
When she decapitated her dragon ear she swallowed some of her blood. As a result the five organs and six parts of her body were overturned by the thunder force causing her to suffer pain beyond her imagination.
Unable to overcome her pain and losing her mind she had to watch the church members dying.
“under….”
“…If you hadn’t come I would have lost my life too.”
“Elder? iced coffee! It’s him. “I also heard from my father that he was there to help.”
“yes. “If you hadn’t come on time I would have been in Gucheon too.”
Hearing her words So Ye-rin asked with a voice full of anticipation.
“Is the elderly person still alive?”
“I’m sorry but I don’t know. The last time I saw you was before you were imprisoned in the underground prison of the imperial palace. “Decades have already passed.”
“Decades…. Ah….”
“Until then even the elder had corrected it. “He was drifting near the Yangtze River with a bamboo fishing rod on his shoulder.”
‘Bamboo fishing rod?’
Mok Gyeong-un who was quietly listening to their conversation noticed a strange look in his eyes.
Someone came to mind when I heard that he was holding a bamboo fishing rod while looking like an old man.
It was the same old man I saw on the boat in the heavy rain at that time with a pale face and a bachelor-like look on his face.
‘…Could it be a coincidence?’
He only said that he had a bamboo fishing rod but he seemed to have a strange expression on his face.
It’s just one though.
However he said that he had seen that flesh-and-blood plain old man decades ago.
She must have been a very old person if she could be called an elderly person given her longevity.
There was no way such a person could still be alive.
‘You don’t know?’
When she thought about it there was a woman living forever in her youth right in front of her and there was no way she could not have an old person who lived for a long time.
Mok Gyeong-un immediately asked them.
“Excuse me for speaking but is that elderly person by any chance the person with the pale face sharp eyes and bachelor-like look?”
‘!?’
As soon as those words were finished So Ye-rin and Dam Baek-ha turned their heads at the same time.
Then the two people approached at the same time and said:
“What did you say just now?”
“Did you say it had a bachelor-like look?”
When asked at the same time Mok Gyeong-un scratched his head and said.
“Before coming to Gaebong you have to cross a river and there I met an old man with a bamboo fishing rod.”
Hearing Mo Gyeong-un’s words Dam Baek-ha looked at him with distrustful eyes.
Then she spoke carefully to So Yerin next to her.
“miss. Maybe not. “They may look similar in appearance but if you think about washing the face of the elderly no matter how deep your inner strength is…”
-Sigh!
It was before she even finished speaking.
Mok Gyeong-un held the sword and made a proclamation.
‘!!!!!’
So Yerin and Dambaekha who were suspicious of that appearance looked at them in surprise for a moment.
In response Mok Gyeong-un unfolded a sword sword.
-Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chak!
A cool sword reminiscent of a full moon.
So Ye-rin’s eyes trembled as she looked at this.
Having inherited her family name and all the martial arts related to it from her father she recognized at a glance what this sword technique her Mok Kyung-un was practicing was.
‘Muolgonggeom (無月空劍)!’
