episode_0046

It is true that the Extreme Yang Ji Hwan has a strong influence on others, and this sometimes manifests itself in the form of a ‘miracle’.

What if that miracle continued in the direction the person wanted it to go?

Ka-ang!

“That’s amazing.”

Watching Murong Xue swing his sword, Emperor Peng Yue sticks out his tongue.

“Hasn’t the skill already reached its peak?”

“All that’s left is to break through the wall, and you’re faster than me. Senior.”

Geomseong answers Do-hwang’s words.

To me, it feels like a far-fetched story, but I can barely follow the two people’s fight with my eyes and infer the content.

“Hmm!”

The head of the Peng family, Peng Lim, makes a big move.

In a manner befitting of a Peng who pursues pleasure, defeat, and strength, he pressures Mo Yong-seol by swinging his sword with both hands.

Ka-ang!

However, Mo Yongseol blocked the attack by placing his sword at an angle.

By twisting the stance on the ground, the weight of the stance is released, and the blade is angled to make the stance slippery.

“Wow, that’s amazing. It’s safe to say that the external power has already been completed. Is that the power of a miracle?”

“If you wanted a strong body without pain, that’s what it would have been like.”

As you can see from the conversation between the two, it is usually impossible for a woman like Mo Yongseol to let go of that attitude.

However, the theory of recruitment is not only a posture, but also an attitude of the head of the Peng family, Peng Rim, which is being reflected or received with ‘force’.

“Hehehe. Usually, the best of external forces are muscular and voluptuous. Is this also a miracle grace shown by Assemblyman Seok?”

“That’s true to some extent.”

It’s a bit embarrassing to say, but there’s one reason why Mo Yong-seol has such great strength that doesn’t match her delicate body.

Because I desperately wanted it.

Strength of the flesh.

But at the same time, she didn’t look like a muscular master from the Green Forest, but rather a much more beautiful woman than before.

The results are now unfolding before our eyes.

Mo Yong-seol is not pushed back and is exchanging sword strikes with Peng Rim, the head of the Peng family, who is twice as big as him.

Kang, Kang, Ka-ang!

“Ugh…!”

Instead, the penguins began to push forward.

At first, it seemed like he would be pushed back by Tae-do’s powerful attacks, but he soon adapted to Peng-rim’s offensive and quickly found an opportunity to counterattack.

Against the ultimate master, Mo Yongseol is slowly gaining the upper hand.

“Seol-i is better than me when it comes to skills.”

“I see. But the weak point is…”

“It’s internal energy.”

“Wow!”

Peng Lim shouts and swings his sword.

A blue light flickered at the end of the sword, clearly showing that internal energy was embedded in the blade.

“!!”

Mo Yongseol jumped back and avoided the attitude.

Until then, he had been blocking and blocking with his sword, but as soon as the bet was placed, he immediately gave up his offensive and took a large step back to avoid the attack.

“Hoooo….”

Mo Yongseol straightens his posture and extends his sword forward.

The cold air flowing out of her body begins to settle on the sword, and a freezing sound can be heard as the area surrounding Murongseol freezes.

What should I say about that energy? As someone who has spent some time in the Demonic Cult, I can only define it in one word.

The will to kill.

Even against the head of the Peng family, Murong Seol is focused on winning by any means possible, exuding murderous intent.

thus-

“Stop.”

The rain ends here.

“Seol-ah. That’s enough.”

“…….”

“Mobilization theory.”

Despite the words of Geomseong, Mo Yongseol is still only looking at the head of the Peng family.

The sight of him muttering something with his mouth was so ghostly, it almost looked like he was possessed by a ghost.

“Tsk.”

“Oh my. I guess blood is thicker than water.”

Geomseong clicks his tongue and Dohwang shakes his head.

If you think about the fact that the swordsman was once called ‘the swordsman’, then the way Mo Yong-seol shows himself is not particularly strange, but-

‘Looking at Do-hwang’s reaction, it doesn’t seem to be the Black Star’s.’

If that was a trait inherited from the blood of the blacksmith, the blacksmith would have shown some sense of guilt, and the emperor would have spoken or reacted as if he was scolding the blacksmith.

But there is nothing like that.

Rather, he is trying to handle the current situation by holding back his words, as if there is a taboo that must not be mentioned.

“Miss Mo Yong. That’s enough. Put down your sword.”

“…….”

“Phew. Can’t help it.”

The Black Sword and the Sword Master look at me.

“You call.”

“Okay.”

I took a deep breath and stepped forward.

The murderous intent of Mo Yongseol was still sharply flashing, so much so that Peng Lin, who was facing him, swallowed his saliva –

“Dear, Miss Mo Yong.”

“!!”

At my words, Mo Yongseol’s murderous intent died down in an instant.

“‘s, congressman?!”

And then, in an instant, the cold air subsided, and as if ice were melting in a hot flame, everything returned to its usual state.

“If you say that…!”

“Put down your sword and hug me.”

“…Yes.”

After putting his sword on his waist, Murong Xue walked towards me and hugged me with his arms outstretched.

“Hmm.”

“There is no separate scabbard.”

“……There’s nothing I can do about it, senior.”

Do-hwang looked at Mo-yong-seol and me and smiled bitterly, and Geom-seong looked at me with an expression that seemed to have reached some kind of liberation.

“If it wasn’t Seol-i but another woman, I would have thought you had used a spell to seduce me.”

“That’s not it….”

“That’s what I’m saying. This is Seol-i’s problem, so it’s not your fault.”

“…….”

Perhaps it is a temperament inherited from Mo Yong-seol’s mother, or perhaps that temperament is expressed by mixing with that of Geomseong.

Perhaps that temperament is what some call a powerful death aura, the ‘Cheonsalseong (天殺星)’ –

“But it’s better if it’s your daughter. If it’s those people who are blinded by swords-”

Ka──ang!

The sharp sound of a sword’s name.

The sound of swords clashing with each other startled Mo Yongseol.

“It’s not me!”

“I know, ma’am.”

I hugged Mo Yongseol tightly and patted his back.

“How can something so soft make such a sharp sound?”

“Congressman…. But, what is this sound?”

“Ha.”

Geumseong covered his face with his hand.

“The old man is being rude.”

“Rather than saying it was a mistake, isn’t it the fault of the person who didn’t give in?”

“If he had acted so rashly, that iron-blood would not have been able to stay still and would have run wild.”

Kang, Kang, Ka-ang!

“Seol-ah. Follow me with Congressman Seok. It may not be a good start, but it will be a great help in the tour.”

“What’s going on? What on earth is going on inside Sega…?”

“Two female swordsmen fought.”

“……?”

* * *

Since it was extremely rare for a stranger to come and go from the Murong family, the Murong family couldn’t help but be curious about the gray-haired pretty girl who kept coming and going near the medicine shop.

“Not a half-turned-back inspection, woof woof!”

“Oh my. You’re very perceptive.”

“You, how can you have three lives?”

Even if you know, pretend not to.

Even if you notice, keep your mouth shut.

It is said that even the most insincere words can travel a thousand miles, but if you are afraid that your own neck will be cut off if you say those words, you have no choice but to be very careful with what you say.

thus.

Currently, there is a person named Geum Hee-rin in the Moryong Segae family.

“Look here, Geomhee. Oh, you’re beautiful today too.”

“Hohoho, thank you very much. ”

“Ugh….”

Each person’s reaction was bound to be different, but they had no choice but to treat her solely as ‘Geumhee Geum Se-rin’.

“You look especially happy today. Is something wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. I just…got my period.”

“Pfft!”

The girl named Geumhee Geumserin was truly a very special girl.

“No, is it okay to say something like that?”

“Oh my. It’s not like I have anything to hide. It’s not like I have anything to be ashamed of.”

Should I say that I am honest, or should I say that I am not embarrassed?

“That, Miss Gold.”

“Why are you like that?”

“There is a saying these days that it is a virtue for girls to be honest about their feelings, but talking openly about menstruation is a bit different.”

“…Oh, is that so?”

Her path was quite different from that of the talented beauties in the martial arts world.

“Then what should the girl do? Can you tell me how?”

“Ugh, ugh. It would be best to say it indirectly. This is something my daughter often says, that women have one day a month when they are under the spell.”

“Ah, it’s an illusion.”

“That’s right. That day, my physical condition is really bad, so I need to make sure that the illusion doesn’t have any more negative effects on my body.”

“Hmm….”

Regarding the ‘common sense’ of the existence of Geum Hee-jin, the warriors of the Moryong family are truly doing their best.

“Really?”

“You’ve been living in the sword room for a long time, away from the secular world, so I don’t know for sure, but that’s right!”

“Ah, I see! I understand. From now on, I will try to avoid talking indirectly when I have to.”

The warriors of the Moryong family did their best to flesh out the background of the character named Geum Se-rin.

In reality, it was a camouflage, but it was a part that everyone knew but pretended not to know and talked about, but they were very happy about their efforts to build up the image of Geum Hee-rin.

“That, Miss Geum. Maybe we can have a duel later…?”

“Ooh ho ho. Okay, I understand. I’ll help you as much as I can.”

The warriors of the Moryong family were chosen.

Instead of going along with the ‘setting’ of Geumhee Geumserin, let’s lead the situation in a way that helps improve one’s own martial arts skills.

Anyway, the flow cannot be denied or rejected.

In that case, wouldn’t it be better to go with the flow, put aside your intellect a bit, and focus on improving your personal martial arts skills?

What does it matter whether it’s after or after the sword?

By pleasing his fancy and forcing him to forget the uncomfortable truth in his head, a mysterious and beautiful swordsman of the highest level looks after his sword and gives him advice!

Unless someone suddenly comes along and breaks this discomfort, then it’s all good –

“What are you doing, inspector?”

“…….”

“Don’t you think it’s a good idea?”

A guest came to Mo Yong-se’s house.

“Oh my goodness. They say I’ve been turned around, but I never thought my shame would have been turned around too.”

The Imperial Guest, Imperial Swordsman Yeo Cheong.

“After examination. Aren’t you ashamed of your age?”

“…….”

He provoked Geomhee by calling her Geomhu.

Ka-ang!

“The girl is Geumhee and Geumserin!”

“You’re at an age where it wouldn’t be strange if you had a granddaughter.”

It’s stuck.