Episode 1291 This is just the beginning. (1)
Geumyangbaek widened his eyes.
Another disciple was being brutally pierced by the enemy’s sword.
I tried to get up immediately, but at that moment, a heavy weight was placed on Geumyangbaek’s fingertips. Geumyangbaek looked down and let out a groan without realizing it.
“Ugh…”
The warmth remaining in the dead Jin Gwan’s body had not yet cooled down. No, it’s only been a few breaths since I stopped breathing.
“Ugh… Wow!”
However, in the end, Geumyangbaek had no choice but to throw away Jin Gwan’s lifeless body and run towards his disciples. The dead are important, but they are nothing compared to the living.
“You dirty Sapa bastards!”
Geumyangbaek’s rough sword energy swept away the two enemies at once.
“Kaaaaak!”
Equator, whose body was torn apart, screamed and fell to the ground.
It is a sword strike that is too lethal for a Jangmun of the Haenam faction, a prestigious political sect, to use. But no one here blamed Geumyangbaek.
Even though the lives of two people were taken in an instant, what was welling up in Geumyangbaek’s heart was neither excitement nor discomfort, but a sadness so great that it was difficult to express it in words.
‘Is this what it is?’
I was prepared to die. This is Gangnam, where he prepared not only his own death but also the death of his disciples. So I have no intention of discussing sadness now. Because we will have to experience more deaths in the future.
Nevertheless, the reason why they could not do anything about the overwhelming sadness was because of the heartlessness of the battlefield that did not even give them time to mourn the death.
It is infinitely light and insignificant.
By nature, death should always be a heavy thing. It should be sad and heartbreaking. However, if it is the same death, death here no longer carries the same weight as before. It was like that from the moment I stepped onto the battlefield. That fact made Geumyangbaek unbearable.
“Are you okay, Akho?”
Akho, who had been pierced through the shoulder, nodded his head with difficulty. Geumyangbaek captured the disciple’s lips turning pale blue. Geumyangbaek’s face turned pale.
“It’s fucking poison! Do not allow the enemy to attack! “You can’t get hurt!”
Even though I was yelling, it was ridiculous. Isn’t this really nonsense?
If you say you shouldn’t allow the enemy to attack, who in the world gets hit by a sword just because they want to?
It was a meaningless instruction. But that was all Geumyangbaek could do now. No matter how hard he and the elders try, it is impossible to block all the enemy blades that come at the disciples with venom.
“Kill!”
“cove! “Aim for the rear!!”
Seungnyang persistently bites the wounded animal. The Safaers did not miss the fact that the stern was shaking. Perhaps because they thought they had won, they rushed towards the aft even more fiercely.
“Stop it!”
“Attacks must not be permitted.”
The momentum of the Haenam elders against the offensive could not be the same as before.
Just because poison is applied does not make the sword sharper, nor does it increase the wielder’s strength. So, if you deal with it as usual, it is just a crude attack that will make it more difficult to get injured.
However, from the moment I realized that the shiny black liquid on the blade of the sword was poison, my body began to cringe. My hand didn’t extend as I expected.
“Kaaaaaaak!”
“Elder Joe!”
Geumyangbaek let out a desperate scream at the sight of the collapsed elder, blood pouring from his chest.
This should not happen. The skills of those attacking now are second to third rate at best. And the person who sprinkled blood a little while ago was none other than an elder from Haenam, one of the old factions.
If it had been like normal, even if more than ten, not just a few, had rushed at us, we would have never been harmed. However, the warning shouted by Geumyangbaek, the battlefield situation that was randomly intertwined, and the malice coming from all directions created a result that had nothing to do with skill.
‘What have I done…’
If I hadn’t known, this wouldn’t have happened!
Geumyangbaek realized his mistake late, but it was already too late to correct it.
“Aaaahhh!”
Another scream rang out. The disciples of Haenam were repeatedly cut and pierced by enemy attacks. I was helpless. It was at that moment that Geumyangbaek was almost lost in the confusion and frustration that overtook his entire body.
“Haaaaaaaap!”
A wild roar sounded from above his head, and then a storm of red petals swept over his vision.
“Kaaaaaaaaaa!”
“Aaaahhh!”
The enemies who were charging in with increased momentum were swept away by the petal storm and let out a miserable scream. Those who had dozens of holes in their bodies convulsed in pain and soon fell to the ground.
Geumyangbaek got down in front of me and stared blankly at Lee’s back.
“Now Jangmun-dae….”
“Jangmun-in!”
Baekcheon looked back at Geumyangbaek with a stern face and shouted. He was in the lead and ran all the way here in a month.
“You have to go!”
“A long sentence?”
“The distance from the leader is increasing. If we fail like this, everyone here will die!”
That furious voice made Geumyangbaek realize the reality.
When I looked around, the distance between the rear end where he was and the main unit had already widened. If the space widened just a little bit like this, Safa would fill the gap, and then their future was almost certain.
‘Oh, no.’
Even though this is his first time experiencing a proper battlefield, he is a veteran of Haenam. I wasn’t so stupid that I didn’t know what to do now.
“Everyone run! We must catch up with those ahead of us!”
Geumyangbaek urgently raised his voice and gave an order. Regretting the mistakes you have made and mourning those who have died are first things that happen only after you live.
Haenam’s disciples, who were struggling, answered.
“yes! A long writer!”
“Elders, do your best to protect your disciples!”
“yes!”
At that time, I saw several disciples trying to carry the cooling bodies of disciples lying on the ground. Geumyangbaek bit his lip until it bled. Then he shouted coldly.
“Stop it!”
“Now Jangmun-in.”
He glared at the disciples who were looking back at him with bloodshot eyes.
It is not that he does not know the hearts of his disciples. Who would want to abandon the body of someone who was like family to them in this far away land of Gangnam? Moreover, I don’t know what the evil Sapa bastards will do to the body left behind.
The person who most wants to collect the body is Geumyangbaek. Even if I can’t take him to my hometown in Haenam, I want to at least bury him in a sunny place.
But it’s excessive. It was a greed that should never be indulged.
“Pay no attention to the dead! “The living must live first!”
“Jang Moon-in! “How could you say something like that…!”
“Can’t you just shut up!”
As Geumyangbaek roared, his disciples bit their lips. It still didn’t look like he was giving in, but he didn’t seem to dare to protest.
“We’ll talk later! good! hurry!”
“…yes.”
Although they looked back several times to see if they had any regrets, they eventually ran forward, leaving the bodies behind. Among the bodies left behind was Jin Gwan, who died in Geumyangbaek’s arms.
“Shit!”
One of the disciples swore harshly. It was unknown whether the anger was directed at this situation or at Geumyangbaek. No, maybe it’s all mixed up.
Geumyangbaek, who had been sent ahead as if to drive out the disciples, simply saw the bodies of the disciples cooling down with their fists clenched.
‘Forgive me.’
After saying that greeting, he also ran, wiping away tears roughly.
No matter what you do here, it will be nothing more than self-consolation. Because any consolation will be meaningless to those who have already lost their breath.
There was only one way to relieve the anger that was flooding my heart.
“Ooooooooooo!”
With the spirit boiling inside, Geumyangbaek’s body shot forward like a ray of light. He plunged his sword straight into the body of Safain, who was rushing to block his path.
Quang!
Safain’s pierced body was scattered into pieces as if it had been hit by a cannonball. Covered in warm, fishy blood, Geumyangbaek roared like a wounded tiger.
That’s why. Because of his mistake.
These are people he could not have lost if he had been a little stronger and calmer. Why did they have to turn a blind eye to such misery here?
‘It wasn’t like this!’
Bloody tears poured out of my heart.
Their deaths, he thought, should have been more solemn and more holy. It shouldn’t have been such a miserable story, like a roe deer running away getting bitten on the ankle by a wolf and eventually dying.
But he did it that way.
His incompetence gave them a worthless death. Because Haenam’s Jang Mun-in is incompetent!
How can it be so heavy, burdensome, and difficult? Who would have imagined that carrying someone’s death on your shoulders would be so painful?
“all!”
Like a person who has lost his mind, Geumyangbaek raised all his power. He poured out sword energy like a rough wave towards the Sapa bastards who came swinging the poison sword.
“I will kill them all! “They’re not as good as these dogs!”
They took away his disciple. His brother, who had been with him his entire life, died from screaming.
“Die!”
“Jangmun-in.”
“Chew this to death….”
“Jangmun-in!”
At that time, a harsh, powerful shout pierced Geumyangbaek’s ears.
Geumyangbaek, who was pouring out his sword energy like a tidal wave from a typhoon, looked back at Baekcheon with bloodshot eyes that looked like they were about to bleed at any moment.
What does the author know?
Can you imagine how Hwasan’s deputy Jang Mun feels about losing his son, his disciple, and his brother? How can he, who is so young and has so many days left to live, know the feelings of someone who now has nothing left to lose? If you’re going to console that arrogant snout by teasing him…!
“Are you going to make the same mistake again?”
At that moment, Baekcheon’s cold voice cut off Geumyangbaek’s anger like a cold dagger.
“If Jang Mun-in loses his mind, more people will die!”
Gradually my senses returned. Then, an indescribably complex expression appeared on Geumyangbaek’s face. He looked at Baekcheon blankly, unbecoming of this tense battlefield, and soon burst into laughter.
Baekcheon is right. That is so true. So I had to feel it.
‘I don’t even have the freedom to be angry.’
No, it’s not that Geumyangbaek doesn’t have the freedom to be angry. There is simply no freedom to be angry at those who use the title ‘long sentence’.
He opened his mouth to say something, but Baekcheon spoke first.
“sorry. “I was late in understanding the situation, so support was delayed.”
“…a long sentence.”
“But it’s a long story! “Please don’t forget what Jang Mun-in has to do now.”
Geumyangbaek nodded weakly. Baekcheon said in a heavy voice.
“Be firm in your resolve.”
And added:
“Now… this is just the beginning.”
Those words made everyone realize something all over again.
That they are already in hell.
