Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 71
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Episode 71
Even as he was being dragged towards me, Dangwimyeong was searching inside his sleeve with his other hand.
Poison? Memorization?
It doesn’t really matter, but it might be a bit annoying.
“Huh, huh? Where did you go?”
Dang Wi-myeong, who had a puzzled expression on his face, was soon dragged in front of me.
Now, the situation is one where we are face to face.
“Hey. Are you doing something else during the rain?”
“Ugh… … .”
The moment I detoxified the guy, the fight was over.
All that’s left is education to make sure they never do such dirty things again.
Phew.
My fist landed in his stomach.
Of course, since I was in the middle of a fight, I hit him gently.
“Cough.”
Dang Wi-Ming let go of the whip, grabbed his stomach with both hands, and sat down.
I whispered in the ear of the fallen man.
“I don’t know what it is, but it looks like you put a lot of good stuff in it. Judging by the way your whole body looks full of energy.”
This isn’t just talk.
I don’t know what poison was in the alcohol though.
The moment I pulled up my strength, two huge forces surged forward like tidal waves and collided with each other.
The energy of extreme yang and extreme yin.
But I have the power of the Red Dragon.
The two spirits that were growling as if they were going to devour each other melted away along with the hot air that the red dragon was spitting out.
The poison that Dangwimyeong had so carefully prepared was absorbed into the elixir.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, I was able to overcome the wall.”
At that time, I was unable to overcome the wall of the Gyeonghashin Gong Odan Gong.
Should we call this also a coincidence?
By an unexpected elixir, I now have sixteen of them.
A realm beyond the accomplishments of one’s previous life.
“Yes, do you know what you just did? You turned the entire Sacheondang family into enemies. Hehe.”
Dang Wi-myeong, who was kneeling on the floor, looked at me with eyes like a poisonous snake and said.
“Well, I don’t think your father would think so.”
The current head of the Tang family is Tang Yunpyeong, known as the Dark Emperor.
A respectable warrior who raised the Sacheondangga, which had been in the shadows, to a respectable member of the political faction.
“Go home and tell me. You poisoned your opponent beforehand and brought him up onto the stage, but you still lost in the end. You’re probably the one who should be worried about your life, not mine.”
“Poison? Who would believe the words of a barbarian like you?”
“I think everyone already knows.”
Dangwimyeong sat down on the floor and looked around.
People are pointing at themselves with their fingers and gossiping here and there.
“Did you just use poison in the rain?”
“But isn’t it like he was poisoned beforehand? Wasn’t that Dam-myeong fine until he got on stage? The moment he raised his stamina, the poison spread.”
“Huh. I didn’t know that this Sogaju from Sacheondangga would be so cowardly… … .”
Everyone gathered here is unmanned.
They all just watched me suffer from poisoning just a moment ago.
Burning with hot heat too.
Moreover, the opponent was Dang Wi-myeong, the head of the Sacheon Dang family.
Who wouldn’t suspect poison?
There is no need for me to explain it with my own mouth.
“… … You little punk.”
I bit my lip so hard that red blood flowed out.
I turned around and left him like that.
It is not shameful for a man to lose to a stronger opponent in combat.
I too will one day meet an opponent that I feel I can never overcome.
The important thing is to get back up after that defeat and walk again.
Of course, the power to do that comes from being honest with yourself.
“The future of the Tang family looks bleak… … .”
I muttered in a bitter voice without realizing it.
at that time.
I don’t know if he was mad at me for mumbling, or if he had intended to do so from the beginning.
Dangwimyeong rushed from behind.
“I will kill you!”
Sharp dark weapons that turn everything upside down.
And in the hand of the rushing Dangwimyeong was a dagger.
It’s clear that there will be poison in it.
Chae-chaeng, chaeng. Chaeng.
I pulled out the rock salt and quickly struck down the dark creatures.
But these are just tools for the legitimate government to approach me.
The real thing is the knife in his hand.
Crunch.
The hand holding the knife was easily caught in my left hand.
There’s no way I’d be surprised by a guy who got hit once and collapsed.
“Hey, Dangwimyeong.”
“Ugh.”
“Is this rain?”
If a look could kill a person, I’d already be dead in front of this guy.
Why on earth is this guy so angry at me?
They say that most guys who deal with poison are sinister, and it seems like I touched something secret about this guy.
Umochi appears to be a completely normal guy.
Except it’s too revealing of women.
“The political party is getting a bad rap because of people like you.”
Kkwaduk.
“Kuaaaak… … .”
Dangwimyeong rolled on the floor and screamed.
He broke the wrist that held the knife.
I probably won’t be able to hold a sword for a while.
Maybe forever.
At the same time, dozens of Sacheondangga warriors who had been under the stage jumped up and drew their swords.
Slurp, slurp.
The Sa-Baek-Dan of the Sacheon-Dang family, who only listen to direct orders.
They covered Dangwimyeong as he fell and screamed, and pointed their swords at me.
Nok Seung-seo also drew his sword and stood behind me.
Our Umochi didn’t disappoint me today either.
A situation where they draw their swords and confront each other in the middle of the Murim Alliance.
He spoke to the person who appeared to be the leader of the Sa-Baek-Dan.
“The head of the family you serve, Dang Wi-myeong, poisoned his opponent with poison in a proper fight. And after the fight was over, he cowardly attacked him from behind. With a poisoned dagger and a secret weapon.”
“… … .”
There is nothing to say.
“I think I’ll just finish it off by breaking my wrist… … .”
Sa Baek Dan-ju, who was looking back and forth between me and the face of the fallen Dang Wi-myeong, who was holding my wrist, gave an order in a low voice.
“Take the cow and go back to the party.”
* * *
“Did you hear? One of the guys from the Murim Alliance’s pharmacy was dragged to the guardian hall.”
Umochi, who had gone outside, ran into the residence and started making a fuss.
“I heard that you gave the Thousand-Year-Old Flower Herb and the Five Elements Orchid to the Sogaju of the Tang Family. They probably used it to make the poison that poisoned you, Dam-myeong.”
Since you stole Meng’s property, you will not be able to avoid a heavy punishment.
Sacheondangga will also suffer a serious blow to the reputation it has built up over time.
All this because of one stupid cow.
Nok Seung-seo, who had been listening, interrupted.
“Aren’t they elixirs?”
“That’s right. They are also very precious elixirs. However, some poisons are made by mixing two opposing ingredients. What good is that? The moment it enters that thing, it’s no longer poison, but just an elixir. A monster.”
It was just when I needed an opportunity to get over the wall.
Should I at least say thank you to that guy for making me the fifth-rank official of Gyeonghashin Gong?
But the Sacheondang family has already left the alliance.
It seems that after Habukpengga, even Dangga has been returned.
I’m starting to feel sorry for the leader who invited me to the Yongbongjihoe.
They say that even a tiger will come if you call it, and Zhuge Liang’s voice was heard from outside.
“Dammyung Daehyeop, the Lord wants to see you for a moment.”
* * *
The Battle of Mengju.
The lack of any special decorations or furniture makes it look like my father’s Dongjujeon.
A person who has devoted himself to the Murim Alliance rather than to personal glory.
“You came.”
The face he was smiling at me with his long white beard looked like that of a scholar who had spent his entire life flipping through books.
But we shouldn’t judge Lee Ja just by her gentle expression and soft smile.
The leader of the Jeongpa faction that has led the Murim Alliance for decades.
One of the most powerful figures in the current martial arts world.
Although he was never called the best in the world.
“So-hye, you sit here too.”
The leader guided me and stopped Zhuge Liang as she was trying to go outside.
The sight of her sitting across from me in front of the leader who was sitting at the head of the table.
“I definitely intend to hold the party responsible.”
Even if the leader does not step forward, the dark emperor Dang Yunpyeong will step forward.
The party’s reputation, which had been built up over time, fell into the abyss in an instant.
It is not a light matter to use poison on an opponent in a secret meeting of the Yongbongjihoe held in the middle of the Murim Alliance.
“The relationship between the Beast Palace and the Martial Arts Alliance will not change just because of the actions of one crazy person.”
Wherever you go, there are crazy people.
I don’t intend to judge the entire political party based on one guy like that.
“Thank you for thinking so. But there’s something I’d like to ask you… … .”
The real reason you called me.
“The reply from the Beast Palace says that you are acting on his behalf. Is that okay to think of it that way?”
The one the leader is talking about is the Beast King.
The reply must have been sent by my uncle.
You were telling me to go out for some fresh air, and then you wrote something like that.
“At least it won’t go against his will.”
“Oh… … .”
The leader looked at my face again and asked.
“What do you think about the relationship between the Beast Palace and the Martial Arts Alliance?”
Among the groups representing Sae-oe, the one that interacts most actively with the Murim Alliance is the Bukhae Ice Palace.
Excluding the prologue crouching in the western desert and the spirit whose existence is not even certain, the next is the Beast Palace.
Because even though we don’t have exchanges, we maintain friendly relations with each other.
Many martial arts heroes that the Murim Alliance had been chasing headed to the South Manchurian Peninsula and had their heads cut off by the sword of the Beast Palace.
From Maeng’s perspective, it was like blowing one’s nose without lifting a finger.
“For the warriors of the Beast Palace, the forces of the Central Plains that are eyeing the South are not a welcome presence. However… … .”
He continued speaking, looking straight into the leader’s eyes.
“The Murim Alliance and the Beast Palace have never faced each other before. And I hope there will never be a confrontation in the future.”
An answer and a warning.
Now, I am not the Sodongju of Namcheon Damdong, but an envoy representing the Beast Palace.
The leader, who had been staring into my eyes for a long time, smiled and answered.
“Haha. Now I understand. Why I sent you.”
It means that you understand what I mean.
“Then why do you think you invited the Beast Palace to this Yongbong branch meeting?”
This invitation was first extended by the leader.
Depending on my answer, it will be decided whether to take that hand.
“Isn’t it because there is an opponent that the power of the Murim Alliance alone is not enough to defeat, that you reached out to the Beast Palace?”
“Oh, so you plan on taking the hand I extend to you at the Beast Palace?”
The face of Jegal So-hye, who was listening to our conversation from the side, was stiff as the conversation was heavier than expected.
“My answer will vary depending on who the enemy is.”
“Um… …the enemy.”
The leader still has an unresolved expression on his face.
I feel like I have more to say.
“Let’s talk as we go together. It seems like the conversation will be long.”
* * *
The place the leader guided us to was the secret vault of the Murim Alliance.
I walked quietly along the backyard of the Murim Alliance, illuminated by moonlight.
Jegal So-hye’s steps seemed like she had been here many times before.
Note that only the leader of the Murim Alliance and those permitted by the leader are allowed to enter.
This is not a place I, a warrior of the Beast Palace who has come as a guest from far away, should visit.
I have a feeling that something amazing is waiting for me.
“They all came.”
The leader stopped in front of a small hill that could easily be passed by without a closer look.
There were no particular borders on the way here.
I felt a lot of eyes watching us from hidden in the darkness.
As the leader stirred through the wild weeds, a small, palm-sized stone slab appeared.
He placed his hand against it and sent his energy there, and a small opening appeared in the floor with a rattling sound.
It’s a tracheal diet.
Such organs, which only function in certain energies, are nearly impossible to destroy.
“Those who don’t know say that there are great treasures hidden in the secrets of the Murim Alliance. In fact, that’s half true and half false.”
The leader opened his mouth as he walked along the moss-covered stone wall.
After passing through the entrance, we walked down quite a bit, so we went quite a bit underground.
The place we arrived at was the innermost library in Vigo.
The leader opened his mouth into the darkness.
“There are people here with us today.”
An old man who looked to be at least a hundred years old slowly walked out of the darkness of the library.
He didn’t respond to the leader’s words and just stared at me for a long time before opening his mouth.
“Then I will step aside for a moment, Your Majesty.”
He has a unique presence for a mere library manager.
After he left, tens of thousands of books came into view.
There wasn’t a speck of dust on it, showing how well it had been managed.
“These books are the real treasures of the Murim Alliance. They are precious treasures that can read the future.”
The leader said with a proud expression.
“The history of the world over hundreds of years is recorded here. Of course, there is also the history of the new world, including the Nanman.”
Instead of the leader, Jegal So-hye explained.
To the average person, it may just be an old piece of paper, but to some, it may be the most important treasure.
Because history always repeats itself.
“I often come down here and read books. There are still so many books I have to read. When there are parts that are difficult to interpret, I bring that child here. He is smarter than me.”
The leader glanced at Jegal So-hye, smiled warmly, and continued speaking.
“History always repeats itself.”
Inside the library there was also an old, simple table.
An old warrior at the top of the martial arts world was depicted sitting at a small table and reading a book.
“What history would you like to tell me?”
Of course, this is a story about an enemy that the leader fears.
There are two reasons why you brought a young warrior from outside here.
There are circumstances so complex that they need to be explained in the blind man’s notes.
Or maybe he’s just that great.
The leader approached the table without saying a word.
On top of it, an old book lay open, as if it had been taken out and read recently.
“It’s a book compiled from the secrets of martial arts from hundreds of years ago. Of course, since it was passed down orally, you can think of it as not a proper record.”
On the cover, it was written in faint letters, “Wulin Sarok (武林史錄).”
Since it was said to be passed down by word of mouth, it must have been a collection of stories that comedians would excitedly tell in guest houses.
The leader handed me the book.
It’s half text, half picture.
Even so, those are stories that have now been forgotten.
“Look where I was reading.”
He spread out the place where the leader had spread out.
A crude drawing depicting a confrontation between two people.
For a moment, the hand holding the book began to tremble.
“Do you see the man on the right? He has a giant tiger painted all over his body… … .”
The leader’s words fell on deaf ears.
My gaze was fixed on the man on the left, not the right.
He breathes fire from his fists and flies across the sky riding on clouds.
He takes on swords with his bare body and fights endless enemies without getting tired.
The man depicted in the mural in the cave in the northern forest of Myorim.
It was definitely the man in the picture.
Why is he drawn here?