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    At the Sword Saint’s reaction, Hongryeon could only think, ‘I see…’

    He extended his hand to Hong Seong-moon when he was having a hard time, and also saved Sim-ma from a crisis.

    And he is someone big enough that you can always rely on him.

    Since he was a person who had no reason to dislike him, it would not have been surprising for Geomseong to fall in love with him if there had been just the slightest chance.

    ‘Is this because I was so surprised…’

    Not only was Chae Jin her natural rival, but also her family member, Geomsung, who was her teacher, older sister, and sometimes younger brother, participated in the war, but her head was rather calmly accepting the situation.

    Hongryeon thought that she should say something to the swordsman who looked at her as if he would burst into tears if he touched her.

    But what can I say?

    If we were like Chae-jin and always fought, then what does it matter to me whether you like it or not?

    So, let’s see who wins. Well, I’ll try to talk about it in this way.

    But the person in front of me was a different story.

    ‘The story of a teacher and a student liking the same man doesn’t even appear in the Spring Book.’

    If you had read the Spring Book or Yeonseo with this kind of content, you would have an idea of how to respond, but since that was not the case, Hongryeon was just at a loss as to what to say.

    “That…”

    “…over there.”

    An awkwardness comes that I have never experienced since we have been together until now.

    As the two opened their mouths, they looked at each other with obvious bewilderment.

    “Please speak first.”

    “No. Master first…”

    Silence settles again.

    In the end, it was Geomseong who opened his mouth first among the two.

    “Well… I think it would be difficult to talk about something right now. After thinking about it… how about we talk about it as soon as we get back?”

    “That would be good.”

    okay. Even if we talk about something now, we’ll only be talking about each other’s positions. So Hongryeon accepted Geomseong’s offer.

    When Geomseong returned to Hongseongmun, Hongryeon returned to Yuwol’s office.

    My mind, which had been comfortable until just a moment ago, was somehow complicated.

    Hongryeon approached the bed. When I see him sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the world, I can’t help but sigh.

    Hongryeon, feeling a bit upset, poked his cheek with her finger and smiled bitterly at him frowning in his sleep.

    No matter how much love you have, the person you like first loses.

    Even in a situation like this, just being by his side makes me feel at ease.

    Isn’t this defeat too excessive?

    Hongryeon touched his cheek and sighed.

    It was true.

    It was true.

    Hongryeon really liked Yuwol.

    My heart was pounding like crazy. The confusion created by the fact that someone precious to him was liking another important person continued to shake Geomseong’s heart.

    Is that why?

    Even though he returned to Hongseongmun, sat in her garden, sat cross-legged and began to meditate, Geomseong was unable to concentrate.

    What do we do?

    No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn’t come up with a good answer.

    Should someone give up?

    Then yourself?

    The thought of being separated from him broke my heart.

    So, should we ask Hongryeon to make concessions?

    She recalled the face of Hongryeon that she had seen earlier.

    That sad, sorrowful expression was the face of a woman who loved Yuwol as much as she did.

    How can I ask someone with a face like that to give up?

    I’m sure she likes him as much as he does.

    Geomseong, who knew what the pain of loss felt like, did not have the confidence to say that.

    Moreover, Hongryeon is the student who has been with him for the longest time.

    “Ahh…”

    Geomseong held his head. Feeling like my eyes were spinning, I tried getting up from my seat, squatting down, jumping around, moaning, holding my face, and sighing.

    But the heart pounding doesn’t go away.

    The tension doesn’t go away.

    What on earth should I do? My head was filled with thick fog and I was desperately trying to find the answer.

    – Kill her.

    Simma, greatly weakened after his help, slightly raised his head. That’s why Geomseong frowned.

    Kill Hongryeon to get him? Am I sane?

    Of course, ‘I can’t believe I put my hand on the man my teacher likes.’ What a bold guy.’ It’s not that I don’t think so, but it’s not wrong for people to like other people.

    Moreover, if he is such an attractive man…

    – Then there is only one way.

    Geomseong tilted his head at Simma’s voice. Is there some other way?

    – Creating a fait accompli. Isn’t it wrong for him to always smell dirty?

    This is… a rather sweet offer.

    okay. The problem was with him.

    Isn’t it because it’s so attractive that it seduces people?

    So June you are bad. While saying…

    “I guess I’m crazy…”

    The light returned to the Sword Saint’s eyes, which had lost their light for a moment. She patted her face and shook her head.

    Yerin. Yerin. Come to your senses.

    Still, the thought of attacking him even more.

    That’s not true. That’s not right.

    – You really think it’s not true?

    Geomseong stiffened for a moment at that sweet voice.

    Honestly, it’s kind of attractive, but…

    But he soon shook his head.

    No matter how much that may be, being able to forcefully hug him would only be a momentary joy.

    I had no intention of giving up everything for that.

    Sword Saint let out a sigh, thinking of ignoring Simma’s voice that kept talking nonsense.

    Before we knew it, dawn was breaking.

    I just thought about it for a moment, but has so much time already passed?

    Geomseong hesitated and got up from his seat.

    “Ha…”

    In the novels she had read so far, a romantic enemy was an object to be hated more desperately than an enemy.

    However, even though the time for the arrival of the love interest she could not hate was approaching, she was still unable to make a decision, so it was inevitable that it would be complicated.

    I couldn’t sleep even a wink until morning.

    I don’t know what to talk about with my teacher.

    While I was thinking about it for a while, I heard a sound from the office. Looks like he woke up.

    “Are you awake?”

    “Hmm… Why is your expression like that? Is something bad happening?”

    It’s more difficult than bad.

    June. Master says he likes you.

    What should I do?

    Should I step down for Master’s sake?

    Master has always made many concessions for us, but should we step down now?

    But I don’t want to do that.

    I don’t want to give up on you.

    Even if you are a teacher.

    However, is that the duty of a disciple?

    Countless words were floating around in my head. After thinking about it for a while, all she came out with was a short word.

    “You…”

    “Hmm?”

    “If you have two things to gain and you have to give up one… what would you do?”

    Master and love.

    You must choose one of the two.

    Hongryeon spoke earnestly, and Yuwol responded indifferently.

    “I will figure out a way to have both.”

    “…..?”

    “Why. Didn’t expect you to answer like this?”

    “Uh… Yes. You are not greedy…”

    “Hmm? I am a greedier person than anyone else. All you have to do is know how to distinguish between what is necessary and what is not necessary.”

    Yuwol approached Hongryeon. Then he held her shoulder lightly and made eye contact.

    “If there is something you simply cannot give up, think about it and think about it again. Then you can get the answer.”

    Think about it.

    okay. Let’s think about it.

    Hongryeon continued her thoughts as she replaced Ryu Hyeon and returned to Hongseongmun.

    ” Ambassador’s residence! Have you been there?!”

    At that time, a bright shout was heard from the entrance of Hongseongmun Gate. It was Sayoon. I guess he was in the middle of training. Hongryeon, who was watching her holding the sword, smiled.

    “Okay. Are you training?”

    “Yes. By the way, Ambassador. You don’t look good… What happened?”

    Hongryeon smiled bitterly at the worry in her voice. These days have been good, but I never thought that a single fact would shake me up like this.

    But there was no need to say this. She stroked Sayun’s head.

    “It’s no big deal. But what about Master?”

    “Show me a demonstration earlier and stay in the garden.”

    “I see. okay. ah. And since I have something important to discuss with Master, would you please tell the other disciples not to come to the garden?”

    “Yes!”

    Sayoon, smiling brightly, runs toward the training center. Hongryeon, who was watching this, let out a small sigh.

    okay. You can’t keep avoiding it.

    She calmly headed into the garden. The road that could normally be walked with light steps is truly rough today.

    “Uh.”

    “ugh.”

    On the way to the garden, Hongryeon froze. That’s because I found a woman walking carrying something from the other side of the garden.

    It was a swordsman.

    What was in his teacher’s hand was a small box.

    When guests arrived, there were luxurious refreshments being served.

    “…Master. Why is that?”

    “Uh… Ugh. Well, maybe it’s because I have a bit of a headache, but it’s sweet… And!”

    Geomseong looked at her with a slightly withdrawn expression and said.

    “…I have yours too.”

    The Sword Saint must have been waiting for him as well.

    Hongryeon burst into laughter without realizing it, looking slightly frightened, like a crouching rabbit.

    iced coffee. Master.

    That’s really rude.

    I can’t hate you if you look like that.

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