episode_0387

“Chahaaap!”

The sword comes crashing in.

What is the secret of pae (霸)?

There is a strong perception that the definition of defeat is an appropriate combination of strength and pleasure, and I have thought that way for a long time.

However, as I continued to mix hands with Moyong Yeonhwa, I felt that the method of defeat was different.

Whoops!

He catches Moyong Yeonhwa’s Paedoilhwigeom being swung continuously without hesitation.

The hand wasn’t just about being fast and strong, it was about bringing the flow.

Is there any other threat that approaches us as intuitively as one that is fast and strong? When receiving such a threat, the opponent has no choice but to shrink, and by inducing the opponent’s passive movements, he continues to lead the offensive and maintain his own flow.

However, what happens to the swordsmanship that preserves the tricks of the hand when the flow cannot be maintained?

He extended his sword.

It is not a movement intended to attack the opponent, but simply a movement to clash swords with the opponent.

Attach (着).

A move to block an attack by attaching a sword to the opponent’s sword. This is a technique mainly used to nullify the opponent’s attack while maintaining a state in which the sword cannot be extended properly.

A look of confusion appeared on Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s face as she repeatedly swung her sword in an attempt to shake off my sword.

There are two main reasons.

The first reason is that I, who had only used thuggish attacks until now, suddenly changed my tactics.

The second reason is that the technique I used now is difficult to shake off with either the Paedo Ilhwigeom or the Half Smoke Moon Sword.

Break the opponent’s defense with Paedo Ilhwigeom.

Disrupt the opponent’s attack with the Half Smoke Moon Sword.

So how do we deal with someone who chooses to suppress rather than defend or go on the offensive?

Moyong Yeonhwa could not properly answer this question.

Kagak! Let’s go!

Sometimes, I would swing my sword moderately to shake Moyong Yeonhwa, and sometimes I would match the rhythm of Moyong Yeonhwa trying to swing me to shake off the sword.

The antagonism remained for some time.

I also only knew the theory of the clothing method, but this was my first time using it in practice, so I lacked proficiency.

Also, from my perspective, there was no reason to break this antagonism.

My goal was not Bimu’s victory, but whether Mo Yong-yeon could overcome the current situation or not.

“Hmm!”

I smiled bitterly as I watched Mo Yong Yeon Hwa continuously trying to break the current situation.

I should have noticed this from the time Buntaju confidently confronted his direct lineage.

Hyeolgyo’s training method was a combination of Mo Yong’s Paedo Ilhwigeom and Banyeonmuwolgeom.

Mo Yong’s martial arts ability that can easily deal with extreme attacks and extreme defenses.

And the blood religion’s method of striking a powerful blow after suppressing the opponent.

Yesterday’s middle-class looked down on me and attacked me in waves without suppressing me, but it was too much of an expectation that they would do something like that in a meeting with their immediate superiors.

The reason why only traces of destruction remained in the training ground was simple.

Chosik, who overpowers his opponent, would not have left a trace on the training ground, and only his subversive tactics would have left a trace on the training ground.

“Ugh!”

Sigh!

Moyong Yeonhwa’s sword was pressed against my sword and stuck in the ground.

A method of putting on clothes for the first time after growing hair. As time passed, I became more adept at using the dressing techniques, so Moyong Yeonhwa was unable to handle my dressing techniques as her skill level increased and was overpowered.

“Mmm. I was completely defeated.”

A wry smile appeared on Mo Yong-Yeonhwa’s face. It must not have been a good feeling to have had the weaknesses of my family’s martial arts skills accurately exploited by an outsider.

“But is there a reason why you suddenly developed a completely new method?”

After hesitating for a moment, I told him what happened last night. Of course, I left out the story about the Book of Iron Blood and only relayed the story of meeting Jungjin in the forest.

“You did such a dangerous thing!”

“It’s okay. Because if I used my skills, I could get out safely.”

“…is that so.”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa calmed down her startled heart and a look of deep sorrow appeared on her face.

“Is the reason why Noegeomnangin suddenly changed his moves because of the martial arts performed by Jungjin?”

“That’s right.”

I described in as much detail as possible the tactics used by the middle class. As the description continued, Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s face became darker.

Mo Yong Yeon-hwa also noticed in my description that the method was a match for Mo Yong-se’s swordsmanship.

There was no word between us for a moment.

This was because I knew very well that overturning the compatibility between martial arts and martial space was not something that could be accomplished in just a few days of training.

“First of all, thank you so much for taking the risk again. Thanks to you, I was able to obtain valuable information. It will be a great help to senior Mo Yong-seo in his duties.”

“What do you plan to do now?”

“…well, ”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa showed a complicated expression.

Even at this moment, sweat was streaming down Mo Yong Yeonhwa’s face. Moyong Yeonhwa sweated so much that her clothes felt damp.

This is proof that so much effort and effort was put into the special training.

“What do you think? Do you think you have a chance of winning?”

“I don’t think it’s high.”

“Hehe. Still, it looks like there is a chance of victory.”

I chose to remain silent when it came to questions that were difficult to answer. Then Mo Yong Yeon Hwa smiled and said.

“I ended up asking a mischievous question without realizing it.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. It seems like he got a taste for swinging the sword while acting in Bunta. Seeing the troubled expression gives me a little strength.”

“Kuhm…”

“Hehe, it’s a joke.”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa raised her sword.

“Is it true that things are not going well? Isn’t there a set work to be done? I am determined to do everything I can, so I will not give up at this level.”

There was still enthusiasm in Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s eyes as she took the lead ceremony again.

“Then I will go.”

“Yes!”

*** ***

While continuing the special training with Moyong Yeonhwa, I received a completely unexpected message from the group.

It was a message that Moyongmo was looking for me.

“Oh, brother! It’s here!”

Mo Yong-mo, who was waiting for me in a corner of the guest house where the group was staying, happily welcomed me.

“Unnim.”

I looked at Mo Yong-mo with an apologetic expression.

This was because in the process of leaving Bunta, I, who had been Moyongmo’s guest, evaporated within Bunta. Because I was faced with a blood certificate and a blood seal, I had no time to do anything about my fake identity.

“I’m sorry. This is how it happened…”

“Hahaha! it’s okay. I was shocked to hear that my older brother was gone, but when I told him that I thought I had a meeting to chase after older sister Yeonhwa, he didn’t really question me!”

“Hmm…”

Mo Yong’s mother said it as if it was no big deal, but Mo Yong’s mother must have been in quite a bit of trouble since her guest disappeared through the border during that chaotic time.

“Still, I just stopped by for a moment to check if anything happened.”

“I’m sorry for making you worry.”

The secret relationship between the main family and Bunta was confidential. From Bunta’s point of view, he would not have wanted to draw attention from the outside, and from the main family’s point of view, the conflict between collateral and direct lineage could not be made public.

The dance itself was scheduled to be held quietly in an empty space with few people. As a result, Mo Yong-se will only be accepted internally, but it is by no means a small matter for the collateral branches of Shaanseobunta.

This is the day when, along with the operation of the mine, the skills and martial arts of Buntaju and senior officials, which have been kept secret until now, are revealed.

Mo Yong-mo’s expression, two days before the wind of cataclysm, was not bad.

No, he looked happy.

“I came today to say thank you to my brother.”

“Hmm?”

“Thanks to you, I know the actual situation of the mine, and thanks to the method you taught me, the problem of the mine was also made public.”

Isn’t it too early to be happy when there is no conclusion yet?

As these thoughts filled my head, Mo Yong-mo continued.

“The direction of the mine has not been decided yet, but when I inspected it today, I saw that the guilty merchants were doing various things to make their soles sweat. Well, after the direction of the mine is decided, it will go back to its original state.”

“…I see.”

“Yes. This is all thanks to my brother.”

I stared at Mo Yong-mo, who was smiling.

“I would like to ask you one thing.”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t you say that the direction of the mine has not been decided yet? Instead of Bunta directly managing the mine, merchants may continue to manage it, but you already seem to be in a good mood.”

“Um…right.”

Moyongmo’s expression of approval was still bright.

“But wouldn’t the results be similar?”

“Hmm?”

…Moyongmo’s answer was completely unexpected.

“The ideal result would be for affiliates to directly handle the mine. But even if merchants continue to deal with mines, it’s something I can work on.”

“…You mean effort.”

“Yes. I knew the actual conditions of the mine, the miners knew how to resist the tyranny of merchants, and I also got clues about what to see and manage in the mine.”

“But that’s why…”

“Well, Bunta won’t like it. But would anything change? In Bunta, you are already a bastard. If the merchants take care of the mine, shouldn’t I work harder to point out the merchants, monitor them, and manage the mine?”

Only then did I understand why Moyongmo was smiling.

It would be good if the results of the dance came out good.

However, even if the merchants take care of the mine as a result of the conflict, I will not give in.

Because I have no doubt that this is the right way.

Regardless of the outcome of the fight, Mo Yong-mo has already decided on the path he must take.

“Hahaha! Now that I have confirmed that my brother is safe, I have to go back now. In fact, when I left to inspect the mine, the facial expressions of the other subordinates were not good.”

“…I see.”

“Then I will come back later.”

I saw Mo Yong-mo off as she left in peace. Watching the back of Moyongmo disappearing among the crowd…

For some reason, my heart felt uncomfortable.

“Phew.”

Feeling frustrated, I walked back to the guest house where the immediate descendants of the Mo Yong family were staying.

Moyongmo’s situation is by no means positive.

Even if the direct lineages won the battle, and afterward, without any problems, the insiders of the blood religion were dealt with and mild punishment was given, there was not a high possibility that Mo Yong-mo would be able to take care of Gwangsan directly.

No matter how mild the punishment was, it was extremely unlikely that Shaanxi Bunta’s collateral would remain in Shaanxi Bunta.

If the collaterals that came in contact with the blood religion are left in that same place, there is a possibility that they will come into contact again, so the collaterals of Shaanxi Bunta will be torn apart by branches in various places or repatriated to their original families.

Mo Yong-mo was certainly innocent of the charges of conspiring with the clan, but…to put it bluntly, there was no reason for the family to leave Mo Yong-mo behind in Shaanxi Bunta.

Even if Mo Yong-mo had affection for the mine, it did not mean that he was an expert in the mine.

Even if there were some left, there was a strong possibility that they wouldn’t be given access to the mine.

With that thought in mind, I looked around for a moment towards where Mo Yong-seo and Mo Yong-chan-gyeong were practicing.

“Continue stronger! Is it possible to stop the flow of stone like this?”

“Ugh!”

Although I was working hard on the training itself, the clumsy parts were immediately noticeable. Mo Yong-seo, who was watching Chan-gyeong’s training, did not look very bright either.

I watched it for a moment and then took a step forward.

The prospects are not good even if you win in a non-dual, but what happens if you lose in a non-dual?

The entire Bunta has no choice but to be accused of having conspired with the blood religion.

If an armed conflict breaks out in the process, there will be a bloody storm.

Moyongmo will not be safe either.

As I was taking steps, imagining a not particularly pleasant future, the sound of waves rang in my ears as if I had already reached Moyong Yeonhwa’s training site.

Hiss! Shhh!

“Whoop!”

Moyong Yeonhwa, who changes her style in order to use the Paedo Ilhwigeom and the Banyeonmuwolgeom in a more harmonious manner.

My face was already covered in sweat as I had been concentrating on practicing since I left the room after hearing the message.

“How about taking a little rest?”

“Ah, are you back?”

Mo Yong Yeon-hwa stumbled slightly. It looks like my strength and stamina were all depleted because I was trying to do it with all my might.

He grabbed Mo Yong-yeon-hwa’s arm and helped her up to the chair as she stumbled.

“Whoa…I ended up showing you an ugly behavior.”

“No.”

I looked at Moyong Yeonhwa, who was covered in green onion kimchi and wiping her sweat with a towel. Is Moyong Yeonhwa really predicting the odds of victory?

I suddenly became curious.

If Mo Yong-mo really wins the battle, will Mo Yong-mo be safe?

“I want to ask you something.”

I opened my mouth while receiving Mo Yong-yeon-hwa’s puzzled gaze. The person I just met is Mo Yong-mo. And he talked about what kind of resolution Mo Yong-mo has.

“Are you saying that Mo had that kind of determination…”

“If you win at Bimu, will Mo Yongmo be able to take care of the mine yourself?”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa answered immediately.

“It will be difficult.”

is it.

…It was the first word that came to mind in response to the well-expected answer.

“But I will make it that way.”

However, Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s words were not over.

“If we can completely resolve this situation… it’s probably possible. I might have to put in a clause saying I take responsibility, borrow the power of Uncle Mo Yong-seo, or get in trouble with my parents.”

Mo Yong-yeon-hwa blushes slightly, probably because she is embarrassed to be told that she is being rude to her parents.

I asked back without realizing it.

“Why do you want to do that?”

why.

To Moyong Yeonhwa, Seomseobunta was just one of the many buntas in the Moyong family. A place where I had no memories made while working the mine and no one I had any special friendships with.

Nevertheless, why was Moyong Yeonhwa prepared to take on such a risk for this Shaanseobunta?

“Well. I think it’s because I’m a direct descendant of the Mo Yong family.”

Moyong Yeonhwa answered like that.

“I stayed with my relatives living here at my home when I was young. My mother and I ran around the alley together, and the old man from Buntaju stroked my head and loved me.”

“They made the wrong choice. However, the people I know did not make this choice easily. I still believe it. If the subordinates of Shaanxi Bunta were given the opportunity to reverse this choice, they would never make the same choice.”

“…Why do you trust them so much? Is it because you saw it when you were young?”

“That’s true, but…I didn’t come to the current conclusion based solely on faith.”

Moyong Yeonhwa looked down at her sword and continued speaking.

“Bunta Lord wanted to become a bigger person, but because he was a minor, he became independent. And since I am a direct descendant, I stayed at my parents’ home and learned the secret season. The rights I enjoyed because I was a direct descendant… It’s just time to pay for those rights.”

“…It’s a duty.”

“Yes. If I stayed in the main family because I was a direct descendant and received the secret season and became strong comfortably, it would be my duty to at least do my best for the collateral people who supported the Moyong family so that I could remain in the main family and train comfortably.”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa, who had said that far, smiled slightly as if she was embarrassed.

“Actually, I gave a lot of reasons, but in the end, I just wanted to do it this way.”

is it.

Moyong Yeonhwa also seemed to have made up her mind from the beginning. If you think about it now, it might be obvious.

While traveling 5,000 miles from Liaoning to here to deal with the Bunta who rebelled against his family, he must have had enough time to develop his attitude toward the Shaanxi Bunta.

In the end, was it just me who wasn’t mentally prepared?

“Your sweat has cooled. Could you please guide me again?”

I thought as I watched Mo Yong Yeon Hwa stand up and hold her sword.

Is there a way to win the competition?

there is.

That was enlightenment.

If you give enlightenment to Moyong Yeonhwa, you will be able to predict your chances of winning in a match with a middle class person.

The problem started after that.

How will things progress if Mo Yong Yeon Hwa is given enlightenment?

Since the plan being carried out by the Blood Cult has been canceled, a follow-up investigation will naturally begin. And in the process, you will discover the name Hocheonan.

The name Ho Cheon-an alone may not raise suspicion, but what would happen if the circumstances of Mo Yong-yeon-hwa, who achieved enlightenment under circumstances just before Bimmu, were revealed?

Upon hearing this information, my maternal grandfather definitely realizes that I am alive.

Therefore, I intentionally erased thoughts of enlightenment from my mind.

To avoid becoming a target of blood religion.

To avoid the trouble that is woven in my blood.

“Then I will go.”

Shhh!

Perhaps because he had not fully recovered after a short rest, Geomse felt his strength had dropped significantly.

However, the eyes of Mo Yong Yeon-hwa, who had shaken off such a sword, did not waver for a moment.

Mo Yong-mo is determined to carry out what he believes in regardless of Bunta’s situation or the decisions of his subordinates.

Even though it was not her fault, Moyong Yeonhwa decided to do her best to save Bunta.

Even though they were all pulled by blood and environment, they decided on their own path.

Will I be able to remain silent and watch the results they will face?

“Fuck.”

“Daehyup…?”

There’s no way that could be possible.

Because I was a severe ciderpath.

Because he was a guy who kept his mouth shut for my own comfort and couldn’t get over the sweet potato that caused Moyongmo to collapse and Moyongyeonhwa to lose.

so that.

I put Moyong Yeonhwa’s enlightenment into words.