episode_0139

‘That’s blatant.’

Hong Woo-seong, the feverish clan leader who attended the regular banquet, shook his head inwardly at the sight seen from a short distance away.

Hong Yeon-hwa, the successor to Gyeop-hwa. Because the output of the manifested Gyeophwa is at an unprecedented level in the family’s history, the succession to the head of the family is virtually confirmed.

That’s how famous it is.

He is a person whose every action is enough to become a news story.

Of course, the media, which does not want to be branded by the Gyeophwa family and exterminated as a whole, will have to be cautious and write articles.

There was a boy next to Hong Yeon-hwa.

…To correct this, Hong Yeon-hwa was holding a boy in her arms and greeting participants coming from all over.

It’s blatant.

That thought came to mind when I saw that image.

Probably everyone who participated in the regular banquet thought so.

Hong Yeon-hwa, who is certain to become the next head of the family.

The boy she held in her arms and attended the banquet…

Above all, the boy’s status is so hot that he becomes a special admission student and a young hero of Sifnaha.

He is also a person whose stock price has risen sharply due to his sparring and fighting with Baek A-rin, Changhae’s successor, in the Siyoram Tournament, becoming a hot topic.

I walked through the banquet hall with that person in my arms.

It was a blatant signal sent to all directions.

This is a sign that I will kill you if you touch me because this person is mine.

Aside from Hong Woo-seong, other participants also recognized such signals.

This signal will spread through word of mouth after the banquet is over.

The next head of the family and general manager must be intending to do that.

Hong Woo-sung shook his head and took a sip of his drink.

– Howling!

‘?’

I thought so calmly until the flower was released from the boy’s grasp.

Hong Woo-sung opened his mouth. Not only that, but everyone nearby also had their mouths open.

It’s scary. It’s not a strange phenomenon. Hong Woo-seong and Gyeop-hwa’s collateral figures also displayed Gyeop-hwa to a large extent.

The problem is that the fear manifested itself in the hands of the boy… a specially admitted student.

Everyone’s mouths opened as they understood what the scene meant.

Some let out sighs, some let out exclamations of joy, and some let out exclamations of astonishment.

– Grrr…!

‘what?’

It was like that until the progenitor’s beacon sword became colored.

* * *

The founder Hongyeon’s beacon sword is used for ceremonial purposes in the present.

It was originally a sword used in combat. In the past, founder Hongyeon held the beacon sword and slaughtered and burned countless monsters that poured into the world.

However, currently there is no one who can handle the founder’s beacon sword, so it is used as a ceremonial sword.

Burning… the embers crackled.

The flame ignited from the right arm flickered and swirled around the beacon sword.

The blade was engulfed in flames and gradually turned red.

It was the same as the engraving ritual procedure for the Beacon Sword. Infuse the fireworks into the beacon sword and dye it your own color.

I narrowed my eyes.

The scope of observation was narrowed, and the focus of observation was devoted to the beacon sword.

As a result, I realized that the Bonghwa Sword was not particularly stained with my color.

The blade of the sword only heated up for a moment.

To use a metaphor, only the outside is ripe and the inside is raw.

It only captures my fear for a moment, but is not truly indicative.

I knew that, but there was no need to dye it.

The reason why I came up to the stage, held the beacon sword, and manifested fear was simply to prove fear.

My job is done as I have already manifested fear. It is not my job to dye the Beacon Sword.

‘I think I can do it…’

But I want to do it.

In a hazy mind.

A strong sense of reason came to the conclusion that it could be done.

The progenitor Hongyeon’s beacon sword has already been colored.

It has been heated for a long time by his fireworks, and it has already become a beacon sword specialized in the fireworks of ‘Founder Hongyeon’.

This beacon sword became a sword imbued with the founder’s fire and the founder’s fire.

In other words, in order to handle this beacon sword, you must assimilate it with the same properties.

‘Homogenization.’

Grumble! For a moment, fear arose.

‘I’m scared.’

The root of homogenization is imitation.

For imitation, information from the original is required.

There is a lot of information about Hong Yeon-hwa’s Gyeophwa.

We also accumulated a lot of information about Baek A-rin’s Changhae.

Master’s midnight sun is more than enough, so he can manifest it skillfully.

In more detail… It is difficult to demonstrate the characteristics of different types of flowers.

‘you can do it…’

possible.

Imitation requires information.

The information is there. There is a lot of information left in the beacon sword that I am holding right now.

Detailed implementation is difficult. There is no reason to avoid challenges. Rather, it should not be avoided. Each of these challenges will improve my skills.

I gripped the handle tightly, looking at the swirling flames as if I was about to face a strong storm.

The information remaining inside the Beacon Sword is ripped out and analyzed.

Review the analyzed information and arrange magical power accordingly.

– Whaaah!

Flames fluttered. The flames that were fluttering so fiercely turned yellow for a moment, then turned red again.

There was a confused reaction from one side.

‘do.’

His dazed reason didn’t care about him. Rather, it hastened a change in flames.

Implement. There is quite a lot of information, and although his reason may be blurry, his ability to manipulate magic power is still there.

‘do.’

– Crack.

A sound rang out from the hand gripping the handle.

The momentum of the fire changed.

The fierce fire wrapped around the blade and gradually got sucked in.

Only the outer part was not stained.

A little more, I dug into it and colored and dyed it.

– Uuuugh…!!

At that moment, the sword vibrated.

It was so huge that the surrounding area trembled.

The blade turned red. Also, some parts were dyed yellow and some parts were painted orange.

The blade of the sword was stained with fear.

This time was different.

When I realized him intuitively, I felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

I guess the people around me felt that this time was different, and their mouths widened even further when they witnessed my panic.

“uh.”

Just as I was feeling satisfied with that, a harsh voice came from somewhere.

It was the sound that came from the mouth of General Manager Choi Ji-yeon, who was looking at us from near the podium.

She pursed her lips.

“Oh…”

I never thought of that…

A ray of cold sweat ran down the back of Choi Ji-yeon’s neck as she spat out a vague comment.

Inside the banquet hall, for some reason, it was turned upside down.

Hong Yeon-hwa hugged me tightly and walked out of the banquet hall.

* * *

Yeonhwagwan is a banquet hall in name and appearance. In addition to the facilities inside the building, there are also facilities outside, including a well-maintained walking path.

Hong Yeon-hwa left the chaotic banquet hall behind and led the staggering Lee Ha-yul outside.

It is the time when the sun has disappeared beyond the horizon and weak moonlight is pouring down on the ground.

The night air is quite cool.

Hong Yeon-hwa flipped her outer robe over her shoulder and took a deep breath.

A puff of breath rose up. The night air that blew in from afar cooled my heated body.

‘what.’

Hong Yeon-hwa also had doubts, whether inside or outside.

The moment she saw the colored beacon sword, her brain stopped as well.

However, because the reason was not understood, Lee Ha-yul was taken outside following her mother’s words.

She took a deep breath and looked down.

There, Lee Ha-yul was hugged tightly and rubbing against him.

The artifact hanging around Lee Ha-yul’s neck creaked.

[wind?]

[Ehhhh]

[Warm]

[I pulled out the beacon sword]

[Scare]

[Proof of protection]

[I am Mia…]

Then, voices pouring out. Hong Yeon-hwa’s expression became strange as she listened to them one by one.

Unlike the usual filtered out information, now it feels like it’s just pouring out indiscriminately.

[Soft and soft]

[Big breasts]

[good…]

[My wife…]

“Hmm…”

The filtering seems to be a bit broken.

Hong Yeon-hwa shook her feverish face and placed her buttocks on a nearby bench.

The same was true for Lee Ha-yul, who was held in his arms.

Lee Ha-yul naturally sat on her thighs.

A strange weight pressed down on my thighs, and a satisfying feeling filled my arms.

A sweet scent reached right under my nose.

Hong Yeon-hwa coughed loudly and patted Lee Ha-yul in her arms.

-Whew…

[cold]

[Buhhh]

[It’s cold]

[ice]

“Is it cold in Hayul?”

Lee Ha-yul is complaining that she is cold in her arms and is writhing in hostility.

After fixing Lee Ha-yul’s outerwear, Hong Yeon-hwa buried him deeper in her arms.

The necklace that was creaking because it was cold stopped.

The necklace, which was quiet for a while, soon creaked again and spouted out unfiltered words.

“…I can’t talk today.”

Hong Yeon-hwa, who was looking down at Lee Ha-yul with a strange look, suddenly sighed deeply.

Lee Ha-yul gets drunk easily.

Strictly speaking, it’s not that I get drunk easily, but I get drunk just by smelling it.

At the time, I wondered if Baek Ah-rin’s words were nonsense, but I checked today and found out that what she said was true.

Hong Yeon-hwa purposely did not even drink her favorite drink, but Lee Ha-yul was actually acting haphazardly when drunk.

In addition, they even used vultures.

You must be out of your mind right now, having gone through the heightened emotions that come with being scared.

Is this why he grabbed the beacon sword and thrust the sword into his hand?

Normally, he would have known that it would have a big impact, but Lee Ha-yul, who was in a mentally unstable state, may not have been able to understand him.

And, even if you confess now, you won’t get an answer after going through normal thinking.

‘Ah… I really meant to say it this time.’

After Lee Ha-yul visited my parents’ house… I tried to keep talking, but for some reason I couldn’t.

Lee Ha-yul is not in the room, the time is not right, Hayul is too focused to talk right now, the atmosphere is a little too bad to confess right now…

As I added various excuses, that day was pushed back to today.

Actually, the excuse worked until today. If you’re going to consider the atmosphere, wouldn’t it be perfect to do it today, when there’s a banquet?

But Lee Ha-yul has actually lost his mind…

“…Hayul.”

Hong Yeon-hwa, who was stroking the world’s softest hair with such thoughts, suddenly opened her mouth with a strange expression.

“Do you like me?”

The necklace creaked.

[great]

[I like it]

[It’s warm]

[I like it]

[thank you]

“Put. Cute…”

[Weeeng]

[great]

[Touch me more]

Hong Yeon-hwa burst into laughter and nuzzled Lee Ha-yul’s cheek.

Hong Yeon-hwa was internally reassured by the outpouring of positivity as if there were no filters.

The relief was felt even inside the banquet hall.

I knew Lee Ha-yul didn’t prefer crowded places.

In a place like that, pulling Lee Ha-yul and hugging her tightly in his arms was actually an act of uncertainty.

If Lee Ha-yul had escaped from his embrace, saying he was embarrassed, his head would have understood, but his heart would have been depressed.

However, Lee Ha-yul did not refuse.

Even though he was embarrassed, he refused Hong Yeon-hwa’s touch and did not escape. I quietly wrapped myself in her arms and surrendered myself.

Hong Yeon-hwa felt relieved at that sight.

I also gained a strange sense of confidence.

‘I’ll tell you later, when I’m in my right mind.’

Impatience has decreased.

Heart impulse? It became more squishy and bigger than before.

However, I knew that if I could hold on to the impulse through arduous patience, the sweetness would also increase.

[Miyanae]

Hong Yeon-hwa decided to persevere.

[Sorry…]

I was confident that if I had just a little patience, sweet rewards would follow.

[I’m sorry for being so bad…]

“What’s so bad about you?”

What am I so sorry about from earlier? What is it that makes me beat myself up for being so bad?

Hong Yeon-hwa hugged Lee Ha-yul with a soft smile.

Maybe it’s because he’s such a nice and kind person, but I feel guilty in some strange way…

[Seoul…]

– Stop.

Hong Yeon-hwa’s hand that was patting her butt stiffened.

Her eyes were dark.

Seoyul.

Seoyul…

Seoyul?

Because Lee Ha-yul was thinking about it now, it was the name that the necklace said.

‘New Seoyul?’

Following Baek Arin… the name of a familiar friend.

– Hike!

Sigh… I tightened my grip.

Lee Ha-yul’s body was shaking. A soft voice that made no sense came from the back of my neck.

“Hey.”

Hong Yeon-hwa didn’t care.

“Who is Seoyul?”

The once sparkling red eyes became cloudy.

His darkened eyes looked down at Lee Ha-yul trapped in his arms.