Episode 777
Blood of the Empire (2)
“….”
The sight of Yeon Ho-jeong standing on the castle tower and looking around the imperial palace area in silence seemed somehow untouchable.
“Ugh! “Wow!”
“there! Watch out back there! “The stone falls!”
“These! Can’t you be quiet?! “I forgot that this is where the Emperor lives!”
“omg!”
Even though it was a long way away, Yeon Ho-jeong could hear each and every voice of the workers.
Yeon Ho-jeong closed his eyes.
When I blocked out one of my five senses, the other four senses became much clearer.
The feeling of the flowing wind brushing against your skin, the smell of blood that has not yet disappeared, the musty taste without any taste, and the voices of the workers.
Phew.
The sky was high and the wind was bleak.
Yeon Ho-jeong stood like that for a while.
How much time has passed?
“Are you just standing there without saying a word, even though everyone knows you’re here?”
Yeon Ho-jeong opened his eyes.
I slowly turned around and saw Zhuge Yan coming up to the castle tower.
“Are you here?”
“huh.”
Jegal Zhenyeon came up, making noises like an old man with a sore knee.
She sat down on the thick stone chair and frowned.
“The weather in the north is definitely cool. “The rocks are also very cold.”
“I guess so.”
Zhuge Yan looked up at Yeon Ho-jeong.
Yeon Ho-jeong was still looking toward the outer castle with his back turned.
Zhuge Zhen, who was looking up at him, spoke in a cheerful voice.
“Time goes by really quickly. right?”
“That’s right.”
“It’s already been more than ten days, right?”
“Today is exactly 15 days.”
“Oh yeah? “I’m completely out of my mind, too.”
A somewhat trivial conversation took place.
Zhuge Zhen, who was looking at Yeon Ho-jeong again, sighed.
“Are you okay?”
“hmm?”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled and raised his arms.
“Almost completely healed.”
“I heard that you suffered quite badly, but your body is as strong as ever.”
“I lived with being beaten so many times that I got better pretty quickly.”
“You’re funny. Is the human body really made of iron? “If you hit it, it breaks and becomes brittle, but it doesn’t become hard.”
“Then it looks like my body is unusual.”
Zhuge Yan laughed.
Yeon Ho-jeong did not laugh. He still had a calm face and his eyes were fixed on the south.
Zhuge Zhenyan scratched his head.
“That…”
“Wind it.”
“huh?”
“Don’t scratch your head, just wash it. “The cake is all gone.”
Zhuge Zhenyan woke up in a fuss.
“I wash it almost every day!”
“I wash it every day, but why do I scratch my head every time I look at it?”
“Oh you damn b*stard. Wash yourself! “I smell sweat!”
“It smells like medicine.”
Don’t leave me with anything to say.
Zhuge Yan, who sat grumbling, cleared his throat and asked.
“Are you fine?”
“what?”
“Well… body or anywhere.”
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.
“If you have something to say, say it clearly. “It’s strange to think about it.”
“I can’t believe I’m floating! “For such a delicate person.”
“Everything is fine.”
Yeon Ho-jeong put both arms on the railing.
It seemed like he was just as dull. His calm face looked a little drowsy.
“How can it not be okay? The fight is over, I’m getting a good rest, and every time I try to eat, my upper leg is broken, and the bed is made of the finest silk….” ”
….”
“I guess it’s because my father is okay.”
It was difficult to say that Yeonwi’s condition was okay even with empty words.
However, Zhuge Zhen was able to know Yeon Ho Jeong’s feelings.
‘Yes, just because you are alive.’
Even though he was so mad that he could not properly implement a single enlightenment of the infinite, Kwak Jun’s charge was extremely threatening in itself.
In particular, the demonic armor that always protects the body, called the blood demon armor, was a problem. Yeonhojeong and Gokgyeong’s attacks were able to cause damage because each blow contained extreme destructive power, but the hardness of the Blood Demon Goddess was so great that even if it was hit by a falling rock, it would still be fine.
It was fortunate that he did not die, as he was able to block someone who was charging at him at such an incredible speed while wearing such strong magic armor.
Zhuge Yan was also worried about Yan Wei. But no matter how deep my worries are, will I just do Yeon Ho-jeong?
“I visited the head of the family once more a little while ago.”
“You’re not awake yet, right?”
“huh.”
“It’s natural because it’s not an injury that will cause you to wake up immediately.”
“His Majesty the Emperor gave us medical doctors. You were seriously injured, but your recovery was very fast. “You’re breathing much more easily than just yesterday.”
“I know.”
Zhuge Yan opened his eyes wide.
“Did you know?”
“Then what if I don’t know my father’s condition?”
“I thought you didn’t stop by because you were so busy going out and helping the workers.”
Of course, Jegal Ah-yeon did not think that Yeon Ho-jeong was an unfilial son and did not visit his father often.
Even if your heart hurts, if your father is bedridden, it is normal to take care of him next to him. However, I thought that Yeon Ho-jeong, who has a strong sense of pride, would be upset because he felt like his father was acting out because of him.
But it seemed like that wasn’t the case.
Yeon Ho-jeong snorted.
“I’m taking a nap next to my father, who I’m meeting. “When the doctors come in the morning, they come to my room.”
“Hoo?”
Zhuge Zhenyan giggled.
“why? I guess he didn’t want to be misunderstood as an unfilial son, right? “Are you talking in unnecessary detail?”
“Isn’t that obvious?”
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed.
“I don’t want to be misunderstood anymore. “In many ways.”
Zhuge Zheng stopped laughing without realizing it.
‘You’re mistaken.’
Looking back on the situation, it wasn’t a misunderstanding.
Yeonwi had long recognized the strength of Yeonhojeong. And he was always proud that his son had grown into an adult and a world-recognized giant. At least that’s how Zhuge Yan saw it.
But the worry was just as great. The whole world knew about his fearsome martial arts skills, so he would have thought that he would not be defeated anywhere, but what Yeonwi was really worried about was Yeonhojeong’s personality.
Yeon Ho-jeong was the type of person who thoroughly repaid what was wronged.
In particular, he had no mercy whatsoever when dealing with his enemies. To put it another way, it meant living more than necessary.
‘The head of the family was always worried about Hojeong’s survival.’
In fact, Zhuge Yan had also encountered Yeon Ho-jeong’s life story several times.
Although she had never seen the extremes of life, she understood Yeonwi’s feelings just by seeing a part of it. If one’s own child was traveling around the world with such a temper, there would be no one who wouldn’t be worried.
‘Of course, since his personality is always towards the enemy, there won’t be anything worth worrying about.’
Still, they don’t know that it’s a human thing. You may think it is useless, but it is the parents’ mentality to even worry about such unnecessary things.
That’s what Yeon Ho-jeong meant when he said he was sick of misunderstandings. He said he understood the father’s feelings, but he felt bad because he felt like he was worried that his son would run away.
Feeling embarrassed for no reason, she cleared her throat.
“I wouldn’t have thought of it that way.”
Yeon Ho-jeong laughed bitterly.
“No matter what you think, you’re safe.”
“Yeah, that’s important.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal A-yeon.
“why?”
“men and horses.”
“Why man?”
“I’m fine, so don’t worry about me and just do your own thing.”
Zhuge Yan frowned.
“A guy who says he’s so good stays here all day long and just gets some air like an old man?”
“The wind is nice, isn’t it? “It’s also good for organizing miscellaneous thoughts.”
“Ugh, I’d rather die than get sick. Instead of staying here, you should come down and help with the work.”
“Is there anything left to do?”
“Yes.”
“The casualties have been taken care of, and all that’s left is to build a castle with the workers, right?”
“I need someone to talk to.”
Yeon Ho-jeong frowned and waved his hand.
“It doesn’t go far. good.”
“Anyway, it’s cheap.”
Zhuge Yan smiled and turned around.
But even for a moment.
“Hey Yeonhojeong Daehyeop.”
Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Jegal Zhen-yeon with an expression that made him look like he was about to vomit.
“What is that creepy name?”
Zhuge Yan smiled.
“Congratulations on reaching Seongcheon.”
“…done. “That’s something great.”
“You’re good at saying scary things.”
“It’s even more terrifying to be swept away by the nicknames people give you. “Well, I’ll appreciate your congratulations.”
“Tell me the story later.”
“It’s not a funny story.”
“Then just watch my martial arts skills.”
“I’ll take the time to do that.”
Zhuge Yan smiled and turned around.
It was a very simple conversation compared to the content, but in fact, Zhuge Yan was so surprised that his heart jumped out when he heard that Yeon Ho-jeong had ascended to Seongcheon.
There was a world of difference between becoming a transcendent expert and reaching the top of the class. If Mugeuk was possible only with talent and effort, hundreds of people would have already surpassed Mugeuk.
Yeon Ho-jeong broke that common sense and ascended to Seongcheon before he turned 30.
Zhuge Zhenyan sighed inwardly.
‘You’re really running too fast.’
In many ways, Yeon Ho-jeong was a very fast person.
She purely congratulated Yeon Ho-jeong on his accomplishments. I just hoped that Yeon Ho-jeong, who was fast at everything, would not collapse from exhaustion later.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face, now alone, turned grim again.
‘Thank you.’
To be honest, it was true that it was a bit lonely. My heart felt heavy for no reason.
But thanks to Jegal Zinc, it seemed like things had calmed down quite a bit. This is why conversation is important to people.
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was laughing, suddenly remembered Yeon Wi.
‘…’
Yeon Ho-jeong’s face hardened again.
‘father.’
He didn’t think it was too bad that Yeonwi was worried about him.
It was natural for parents to worry about their children. It was also funny to say that it was bad or good. It would be nice if you could live a little more comfortably, but I didn’t pay much attention to it because I knew it was a worry that couldn’t be prevented.
What Yeon Ho-jeong really cared about was the lightning sword that his father showed at the end.
‘He said it was the three absolute swords.’
I don’t know what to name it, but I am proud of the enlightenment that you have achieved, so I roughly call it the Three Absolute Swords.
I didn’t know how many of them you had completed. I heard from the person in charge that they had figured out the framework to some extent, but I couldn’t tell because I didn’t see it properly.
But Yeon Ho-jeong then saw one of the three absolute swords.
When Kwak Jun, who had gone crazy, and his father collided head-on, the lightning-like sword energy that poured out from his father’s long sword completely crushed Kwak Jun’s body.
To be exact, it was closer to crushing not Kwak Jun’s body but his soul. All the vessels of demonic energy that made up his body were completely destroyed.
In that scene, in the eyes of Yeon Ho-jeong, who had extremely developed Sang-dang Jeon, the very existence of Kwak Jun seemed to be disappearing.
Grumbling.
A ray of cold sweat flowed below Yeon Ho-jeong’s ears.
‘Dangerous.’
The trauma my father suffered was because of Kwak Jun.
However, the reason my father’s insides were so seriously tangled and injured was because of that absolute sword.
‘It’s too dangerous a martial art for my father. No, it would be a martial art that would be difficult to use not only for my father but also for any master who reached martial arts level.’
There was turbulence in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.
The eyes were a mixture of worry, surprise, joy, and sadness.
‘How much hardship did you have to endure to get there?’
I hoped my father wouldn’t use the Heart Sword again. Yeon Ho-jeong sincerely hoped for that.
And he realized. Worrying doesn’t go away just because you decide not to worry about it.
Even if his father tells him not to worry, he will worry. This is because you cannot easily shake off worry with willpower alone.
Yeon Ho-jeong sighed deeply.
“No matter what, you are an unfilial child. You are an unfilial person.”
At that time, Zhuge Yan shouted from below.
“Hojeong! Hojeong! hey! Yeonhojeong Daehyeop!”
Yeon Ho-jeong shouted without realizing it.
“Don’t call me that, man!”
“Come down quickly! I got a call from the royal palace!”
“…uh?”
Zhuge Yan’s voice was extremely urgent.
“His Majesty Emperor Hua wants to see you?!”
