episode_0160

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It was a time when the imperial power fell to the ground.

It was synonymous with the saying that it was a time when powerful officials ran rampant, and the will, which was difficult to take care of even for one’s own health, could not hold the reins of those powerful officials.

The magistrates chose a successor according to their own taste and separated the sister and brother who cared for each other.

That’s why Princess Yuya decided to run away to Wulin.

In this way, Princess Yuya became a male Hyeok Kirin.

Hyuk Kirin stood at the gate of the Jeomchang faction and made up his mind. It was judged that no matter how much the martial arts world was known as inviolable, it would have to be at least one way to withstand the pressure of the central authorities.

The factions of the old faction expressed their disapproval. Hyuk Kirin, who is not Princess Yuya, is a cross-dressing girl who was pushed out of the central power struggle. Even if it wasn’t an old faction, was there any faction that would want to take on the existence of Hyeok Kirin, who was a headache just to hear about?

However, the Jeomchang faction accepted such hypocrisy. That’s why Hyuk Kirin became even more bitter. What does Jeomchangpa demand from himself? How much will they take me as their disciple, even though I have such complicated circumstances, in order to take advantage of them?

The world is all the same. In front of profit, everyone was bound to become a monster. No matter how much I cried and screamed that I didn’t want to fight with my brother, no one listened.

I’m just putting blood on my neck for my own gain.

Although his situation is difficult, he will not be easily taken advantage of by the martial arts group.

No matter how persecuted I may be, I will never accept any request from the empire.

The Zen masters of the Jeomchang sect looked at Hyeok-ki-rin, who was so full of poison, with perplexed eyes. One of them, Master Cheonghe, awkwardly held out something. A crude lump wrapped in crude greaseproof paper caught Hyeok Kirin’s eyes.

“Why don’t you eat sugar?”

Hyuk Kirin blinked and Zen Master Cheonghe laughed.

Hyeok Gi-rin, who grew up among adults who forced her to bite her brother and was only good at sharpening her teeth and thorns, continued her life as a member of the Jeomchang group. That’s how I learned to embrace people, not poison, in my heart. I became someone who could protect the hated Yeo Il-ye.

The disciples of the Jeomchang sect became his followers, and although he was a disciple, he became a great disciple who could teach other disciples.

‘You’ve helped me a lot.’

Hyeok Kirin watched everything. Hyeok Kirin also laughed as he watched his younger self, whose eyes were full of venom, start to smile brightly.

Lover, lover, lover, lover.

Hyeok Kirin recalled Ho Cheon An’s words. Ho Cheon-an spoke of Hyuk Kirin as if he were someone who gave love, but Hyuk Kirin did not think so. Hyeok Kirin thought of himself as a recipient.

I am where I am today thanks to the teachings and affection of Zen masters.

Besides that, I received help from many people.

What about the work in Sichuan Province?

I received help from Sama Yeom and also from Heukmyo. He was also indebted to the people of the Tang family. I also received a lot of help from Ho Cheon-an.

‘He is a giver.’

Isn’t Ho Cheon-an truly a giving person? They went out of their way to make the children happy and did their best to make the children happy.

And what was it like at the imperial palace? I tried hard to mediate between him and my brother…

‘Didn’t you give me enlightenment like this?’

Hyeok Kirin burst out laughing. It was funny because I thought it was really unfortunate that he said he was a giving person to others when he himself was a giving person.

It was a very short but profound relationship. Since he was Yeo Il-ye’s benefactor, he had only hired her in hopes of being of some help, but since he ended up accompanying her to the Jeomchang faction and to the imperial palace, there was nothing to express other than saying that it was a relationship that was truly unknown.

It is said that nothing is given and nothing is given.

There is no need to worry about not being qualified.

It certainly was.

[Today’s topic is getting rid of the sugar in the bowl, as announced last night.]

Hyeok Gi-rin recalled Ho Cheon-an, who taught Zen masters.

Although he might have been intimidated by the heated gaze of the Zen masters in order to gain the children’s attention, Ho Cheon-an grabbed the Zen masters like a fish out of water and quickly taught them techniques.

Thinking of the sight of Ho Cheon-an, a Sichuan nang who was only a first-class warrior, evaluating and assigning homework to the Zen masters of the Jeomchang school, who were the leaders of the Nine-Pray Ilbang and the masters of the Hwa-gyeong, Hyeok Kirin felt that all the worries that had been eating away at his heart were pointless. lost.

Hyeok Kirin contemplated his inner self.

Polar opposites.

The scenery of Jeomchangpa, with neat buildings far from splendor under the quiet Sunam Mountain, and the huge, grand, golden palace that radiates presence.

On the left are Zen masters and disciples of the Jeomchang school. On the right are Yugyeong and Samayeom.

And in the center was an impassable cliff. The cliff was so deep that it was believable that there was an abyss extending below.

The depth of the cliff was a challenge.

It was Hyuk Gi-rin’s own perception that life going back and forth between the two would be so difficult. So I always thought I had to choose one side. Am I Hyuk Kirin, a martial artist, or Yuya, a royal princess?

‘It was a wrong concern.’

Hyukkirin closed his eyes. And erased it. I erased and erased and erased again.

So, when he opened his eyes, there was neither the imperial palace nor the fortune-teller inside Hyeok-ki-rin. Only people remain. There were Zen masters of the Jeomchang sect, young disciples running around, and Yeo Il-ye and Sang-sang priests sitting around. Among them were Sima Yeom and Yu Gyeong. Heukmyo, Moorim’s same-sex friend whom he thought he could not date, was gesturing to call him.

And Ho Cheon-an was seen holding a cup and dice.

Looking at that scene, Hyeok Kirin smiled bitterly. In the end, this was what I wanted.

It may be greedy, but to become a princess and a martial artist.

I decided to dream again a dream that I thought was impossible.

To do that, Hyuk Kirin closed his eyes. No, in a way, I could say I opened my eyes. Hyuk Kirin, who came out of his inner world, looked at Yu-kyung standing in front of him.

Yu-kyung and Hyuk-ki-rin looked at each other in silence. Yu-kyung was the first to open her mouth.

“I thought I knew you.”

I regularly received reports from classmates. Although I could not know his every move, I was able to know his general movements. I was happy every time I heard that Hyeok Kirin’s reputation had risen.

So I thought I knew… but it was all a mistake. I just didn’t look at Hyeok Kirin and only looked at young Yu.

“You’ve grown a lot.”

Yu-kyung recalled the scene she had just seen. Hyeok Kirin’s energy pulsated like the heart of a giant that only appears in mythology. Hyuk Kirin was already a big person, even though he didn’t express it.

Hyeok Gi-rin looked at Yu-kyung. I looked straight into those eyes and spoke with determination.

“I don’t want to give up both the bond I made at Moorim and the bond I have as a member of the royal family. As for my relationship with Moorim, there are many people who care for me, and those who are part of the royal family also help me, so I want to respond to all of this.”

Hyeok Kirin said that for that to happen, he needed his brother’s help.

“I will take them all. I will no longer hide, and I will stand behind my brother as the princess of the imperial family. I will no longer stand back as a martial artist, Hyeok Kirin. I will join hands in the war against those in power that is not over yet.”

“…Okay.”

“Also, as a great disciple of the Jumchang sect, I will take care of my students and respect the Zen masters. Like Priest Yeo Il-ye, other executioners will run to him if they are in danger. I will not sit idly by and ignore the relationship I formed as a martial artist rather than a disciple of the Jeomchang sect.”

“I see.”

Hyeok Gi-rin said the words Yu-kyeong had been waiting for.

“Please help me. Brother. Please trust me.”

“The authorities are still alive and well. Although I succeeded in pruning their branches, their roots are very deep. It will be a long and difficult road to pull out all the power of the power that is curled up.”

“Yuya, if you appear, the authorities may join forces to fight against you, and if that happens, there is a high possibility that just living as princess Yuya will become difficult. There will always be instances where life as a martial artist Hyeok Kirin and life as Princess Yuya will collide.”

Do you have a plan to overcome such a situation?

“What will you do in that case? When you face a situation that you cannot do anything about on your own.”

Yu-kyung asked Hyuk-ki-rin.

“In that case…I will ask for help.”

“…Help?”

“Yes. Help. When we are in crisis, we ask Master Cheongheo for help. If you need a gambler, ask Ho Nangin for help.”

Hyukkirin smiled.

“Wouldn’t it be possible to solve it if we get help like that?”

“Ha…”

Yu-kyung burst into laughter.

“Hahahahaha! Ha ha ha ha ha! okay. That is the correct answer!”

Yugyeong became cheerful at such a simple answer. Yes, if that is the conclusion and answer you have come to, I will support you forever.

Yu-kyung thought of a gambler who had arranged this event.

Not only that gambler, but there are also people in the martial arts community who are rooting for you like me.

“Don’t forget.”

“Yes?”

“The fact that I am your first cheerer.”

“Haha.”

Hyeok Gi-rin looked at Yu-kyeong and smiled. Yu-kyung also laughed when she saw Hyuk-ki-rin. They were two people who made a choice that would probably be full of suffering rather than laughter, but even though they were two people who understood it well, they just laughed.

“Of course. Brother.”

“Good. Well then, let’s discuss measures now!”

“Yes!”

A late night like any other.

Unlike before, the two entered Hyeok Kirin’s room side by side.

It was a night with a crescent moon that seemed to be smiling at the back.