Chapter 327
“The most important thing remains, isn’t it?”
Ju Hwa-ran, with her sword hanging down, was beautiful, but on the other hand, it was cold.
A frost-like momentum rose from her center and directed at one person.
“Pyo-du Song.”
Following Joo Hwa-ran’s gaze, people’s heads turn. He was at the end.
A man who is presumed to be in his early thirties. He had a handsome appearance, but his eyebrows protruded wildly upward.
Song Il-seom’s lips twisted and at the same time a cold voice came out.
Did you call me just now?”
There were only two reactions from the people who were still inside Daru.
Outsiders who are confused not knowing who Song Il-seom is, and the representatives of Yongbong Pyo-guk hard-faced.
Heo Jun, who was the first to step forward, had a faint anger on his face.
“I’m in front of Lord Soguk, shouldn’t I be polite?”
“I was polite enough. But you guys have been saying the same thing for ten years.”
“This guy dares… … !”
“Then I dare to ask, why is Zong Pyo-du, who is telling me this, calling out the name of a small country in front of people?”
“That, that.”
“You don’t have to answer. It doesn’t matter how Chong Pyo-du calls Sogukju. Just don’t force me to be polite.”
It’s because his tone and words and actions are thick, but it seems that Song Il-seom’s words are not wrong.
Wolhwa whispered to me as I looked at Heo Jun, who was speechless for a moment.
“Gongja Jin, do you know that person well?”
“Who are you, Heo Jun? or not… …
“Of course, the young and handsome one. I already know the total number of votes for Yongbong.”
“… … But why are you asking me? It’s not anyone else, but the one who is the head of the Haomen Island branch.”
“It’s nice to have them evaluate me highly, but how much do you know about a branch manager who has been in office for less than half a year? If you are a disciple of a well-known famous green onion, I am too overwhelmed to know even a single pyosa.”
“It’s just a ticket… … . Do you know who the author is?”
“hmm. As much as the fact that there is a young and bad-tempered pyosa in the three signs of Yongbong? ，，Songil Island. Position is at the top. That’s all I know about the author.
But I knew one more thing that Wol-hwa didn’t. That is the skill of Song Il-seom.
‘It’s quite a master. It’s more than the Ten Peaked Dragons.’ If there is a fact that I realize every time I go back and forth between Moorim and Hyundai, it is that level is not an absolute number.
Even if the level is high, there are those who are foolish, and even if the level is lower, there are stronger ones.
In that respect, Song Il-seom was a real performer. He could tell just by looking at his gait and the slightest movement of his hands. That he was a swordsman with a lot of practical experience and excellent martial arts.
‘How many talented people are at that age?’
No matter how much you are a disciple of the prestigious Daepa
However, with that level of skill, his name should have been known in Moorim.
The word nangjungjichu (囊中之錐) did not come out of boredom.
‘But no one knew about the existence of the awl. And that’s for at least ten years.’
In the end, there is only one answer.
Awl intentionally hid himself. To the extent that even the people of Yongbongpyo Country, who have been with him for quite a long time, do not know his skills.
look at this… …
Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind.
I’m not sure right now, but it’s definitely something to keep an eye on.
‘I want to go out right now, but I feel like it.’
This is a knot that Joo Hwa-ran must untie himself.
While I was fully prepared to leave the water at any time, Heo Jun, who had hesitated for a while, pushed Song Il Island hard.
“Song Pyo-du. No, Song Il-seom! Can’t we stop talking nonsense and tell the truth!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Being so reckless, I ask directly. Where did you hide the millennium snow ginseng?”
“I don’t know.”
“It is still not too late. If you admit your guilt even now and reveal the whereabouts of the Millennium Snowflake… …
“He said he didn’t know.”
At Song Il-seom’s answer, Heo Jun stared at him with calm eyes.
“Are you really going to come out like this?”
“I’ll return those words as they are.”
“I gave you one last chance thinking about your past feelings… but there’s nothing I can do about it.”
At the same time as Heo Jun raised his hand, more than twenty soldiers surrounded him widely in front and behind, blocking his retreat.
The middle-aged Pyodu, presumed to be the remaining two of Yongbong Sampyo, surrounded Songil Island in a triangle formation with Heo Jun.
It was at that time that Joo Hwa-ran, who had been silent in the tense atmosphere like a bowstring, suddenly opened her mouth.
“Everyone back off.”
“Horana. He is not one to readily admit guilt. After conquering first… … .”
“Wait, Uncle Heo. I have something to ask you.”
Sherry Rick!
The rotating wrist and the sword side of the kite sword curved like a snake slashed one of the bamboo certificates piled up on the table and sent it flying to Song Il-seom.
“What is this?”
“There are many interesting records.”
After confirming the contents written on the bamboo stick, Song Il-seom murmured.
“This… …
“That’s right. This is a record of the activities that Song Pyo-du was responsible for over the past two years.”
“I only collected the things that failed.”
“Why did Haomen and Li Keqiang collect this information?”
“I must have thought that it was related to the sectarian faction.”
“Song Pyo-du took charge of tickets 15 times. Ten of them failed, and each time our Yongbong Pyo-du had to pay a considerable penalty.”
Fail ten times out of fifteen. The odds of success are less than half.
At that level, Song Il-seom’s parents would be suspicious of their children, not just Gae-il or Hao-mun.
Joo Hwa-ran continued speaking in a calm voice.
“Not only that. When I look at the trips that Song Pyo-du took part in as department head, there were a lot of things that were unclear.”
“I tried my best every time, but I failed. That is the only answer I can give to Sogukju.”
“That is not enough.”
Huung, tududuk.
Once again, the soft sword was swung, and twenty or so bamboo sticks, swept away by the wind, cut through the air and fell at Song Il Island’s feet.
“Are these all records related to me? There are many.”
He clicked his tongue, leaned his sword beside him, picked up the bamboo stick, and began to read.
“Me, that guy? this… …
Heo Jun, the leader of the general vote, seemed like a chimney, wanting to run at the traitor at any moment, but he had to hang his sword at Joo Hwa-ran’s wink.
The wait wasn’t too long.
“Yeah, that? I see.”
Song Il-seom, who put down the last piece of bamboo with a murmur, raised his fierce-looking eyebrows.
“How did know?”
“It’s clever. It’s enough to let you go over it with your eyes closed by mistake.”
“To figure it out with just this, you’re smarter than I thought. I thought you were just a kid… but I underestimated you.”
“I really regret it.”
“What do you mean?”
“Even though we didn’t share a drop of blood, we thought of them as family.”
“Family. it’s a weak sound the years
Rivers and mountains are also changing, but people are shocked.”
Soon, Songilseom’s tone of voice had changed from Haoche to Haoche. But for some reason, all of that was as natural as flowing water.
Song Il-seom asked lightly, like a person who had taken off his clothes.
“So, what are you going to do now?”
“We must punish the guilty.”
“Children imitate their parents. Can you, who is the bloodline of Gunjagum, do it?”
Joo Hwa-ran replied coldly.
“It has to be done, and it will be done.”
Tsutsutsutsu]
The sword loaded with air power surged stiffly. Ju Hwa-ran’s stiff face was reflected in the transparent blade.
A low voice escaped from between her lips.
“No matter who the opponent is.”
Wedge love!
Moving without any notice, she was faster than anyone else in Yongbong.
It’s still just the beginning, but Joo Hwa-ran is also one of the pinnacle masters. Swordsmanship and divine law were permeated with the trick of pleasure. Pupuk!
The kite sword shot through the air like a beam of light and pierced the target accurately.
Blood gushing with the sound of piercing flesh. And a scream came out of one person’s mouth.
“Aagh!”
Joo Hwa-ran’s eyelids trembled as she looked at the kneeling man with a splatter of blood.
The voice that follows is a question directed to one person. It is a scolding towards him who had never suspected it.
“Why did you make that choice? Uncle Huh.”
“Wow, mad.”
The man raised his head. Heo Jun’s white face was there.
nettle liquid
My hair stood on end and chills ran down my spine. However, it was all too late when he recognized the faint perforation.
Fu-wook
The blade that pierced the flesh was cold as ice, and the pain that followed was as hot as a fire.
Heo Jun, the head of the total vote, knelt down with a scream.
Even in the midst of that, only one thought was spinning around in my white head.
‘Things went awry.’
Although the game was changed by the appearance of an uninvited guest named Jin Tae-gyeong, it was not bad for him either.
Over the past two years, Jo Jom-ssi, sometimes boldly feigning mistakes, has secretly siphoned off thousands of hermits.
After already acquiring a huge amount of property, if Yongbong’s country is revived through this incident, his power as the total vote will increase even more.
In addition, it was possible to avoid remorse for betraying the believers, so it was a relief.
however… … .
‘Why now!’
If Song Il-seom was decapitated, everything would be over.
He would have died as a traitor who betrayed the Yongbongpyo kingdom and colluded with Jongnam faction, and this incident could have been completed quietly without any further noise.
‘I thoroughly hid my identity even from Jongnam faction just in case. How could he have noticed?’
pain. And a low voice penetrated Heo Jun’s ears, who had hardened from the shock greater than the pain.
“Why did you make that choice, Uncle Heo?”
Heo Jun’s body trembled as he lowered his head.
He knows the owner of that voice. I couldn’t help but know that it wasn’t anyone else, but the child I’d been watching since I was a baby.
She was Jang Jung-bo-ok (掌中寶玉) of her brother-in-law, and the only niece whom Heo Jun once considered more like a child than his own.
and… … He was also the one who stabbed the sword into his shoulder.
“Woe, mad.”
Heo Jun slowly lifted his head and met Ju Hwa-ran, who was looking down at him.
Contrary to her calm voice, when I saw her eyes trembling violently, emotions I had forgotten for a while reared their heads.
that was hope
I can live.’
Joo Hwa-ran’s shaking emotions were immediately recognized by Heo Jun.
Right now, she was torn between feelings of affection and betrayal. That was the only way out for Heo Jun.
“I was wrong. It’s all my fault!”
“Uncle. ，，
“Save me. I’m begging you like this!”
Heo Jun exclaimed urgently. Didn’t care about the gazes of other people and the grim reapers who were stunned by the betrayal of their trusted superiors, their own face? contempt of others? The dead cannot even feel it.
He could do anything as long as he could survive and see the sun tomorrow.
雋. Hannah… …
Heo Jun groaned in pain. A soft sword that pierced his right shoulder. Joo Hwa-ran’s hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled.
“You’d better make an excuse. Why did you do that? Why did you have to do this?”
If that would increase his chances of surviving even a little bit, Heo Jun would have come up with all sorts of excuses long ago.
However, he was well aware of Ju Hwa-ran’s personality. The fact that he swung the sword meant that he was already certain. In this situation, poor excuses only hasten the order.
I had to approach the city secretly, unconditionally.
“It’s all the negligence of this poor uncle. There is nothing else to say.”
Heo Jun lowered his head and blushed. The effect was clear. He continued, feeling the power in his sword weakening.
“It’s embarrassing, but there was a time when I took a bribe. However, after my older brother suddenly collapsed, the sectarian faction approached me using that as an excuse, and I… … I was afraid of being thrown out. I didn’t want to leave the country I had dedicated my life to, and I trusted the promise of the Jong-Nam faction that I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“I made up my mind to respond once, only once, but it was after I had already stepped into a pit from which I could not get out.”
“Is that all true?”
“How can I lie?”
Unlike words, there was only one truth in Heo Jun’s words.
that he took a bribe.
He was also the one who hid his identity and approached the Chong Nam faction right after Gunja-geom fell, and this secret relationship continued for two years.
‘All you have to do is escape this moment. Just this moment!’
Tears flowed down. reflection
Rather, they were tears filled with fear of death and desire to live.
“Please forgive me… … ?
The people who watched the earnest cry shook their heads. There were also a lot of signs who turned their heads because they couldn’t bear to see it.
But the juhwaran was different. She bit her lip and looked at her Heo Jun, then suddenly opened her mouth.
“How did you steal the millennium snow ginseng? I’m sure I haven’t separated from you for a moment.”
“That, that… …
“Tell me the truth.”
“… … The food was mixed with a dream-honoring ritual. Everyone was exhausted, so a small amount was enough.”
The dream haze was a kind of drug that clouded the mind and made people fall asleep, and the effect was certain.
Even Joo Hwa-ran, the best master of the genre, fell into a daze thinking that it was her travel addiction.
“That’s why you were in front of my door that day.”
“I had to be careful not to show signs when I went out. That guy, no, Song Pyo-du stayed awake until dawn even after taking the dream-honoring ritual.”
Song Il-seom, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, muttered with a sullen face.
“That must have been a sleepover. Somehow, I was tired that day. Try something better next time. I don’t know if you have another one.”
Have you ever seen a guy like that?
Heo Jun looked at Joo Hwa-ran, barely suppressing the swearing that was about to come out.
“Hwang Bo-eum, that old man threatened me. He said that if I didn’t change the three millennium snow, he would kill me and my family and destroy the kingdom of Yongfeng. I just wanted to protect everyone!”
“Then you made the wrong decision.”
“You are right. There was a time when I went to see my older brother in the hospital and cried and told him the truth. But, but I couldn’t undo my mistakes.”
,,mistake? ，，
It was only for a moment that Joo Hwa-ran’s eyes trembled at her father’s story.
Soon, she shook her head slightly.
“Wrong. It wasn’t a mistake, it was a choice. Uncle.”
“Horana… … !”
“My father often told me that with every choice comes responsibility. Although you failed to prosper the family business you inherited, he never regretted your choice.”
Heo Jun suddenly realized. The conflict and trembling seen in Joo Hwa-ran’s eyes are slowly disappearing.
‘no way?’
no. It can’t be. It can’t be like this!
Tears and cold sweat flowed down Heo Jun’s cheeks.
He desperately raised his voice.
“Give me one last chance, one last chance! I am your father’s only agenda, and am I not your uncle?
“Did you say Jeong?”
“Yes, I am the one who shared the joys and sorrows with my older brother for thirty years. If it were your father, he would not take my life so easily!”
“Uncle Heo. No, the total vote is Heo Jun.”
Heo Jun, who had banged his head on the floor, looked up in a daze.
The niece’s eyes, which she had never seen before, were there. She was a cold eye with no hesitation remaining.
“You’re right. If it were my father, I would have forgiven you. But…
A low voice continued towards the frozen Heo Jun.
“I am not Juho-gun from Gunja Sword, but Joo Hwa-ran from Eunbihwa.”
And the next moment, a silver sword light filled Heo Jun’s eyes.
Hiss, hiss!
