Beastly and Fearlessly - Chapter 75



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Episode 75

I headed towards the main battlefield, leaving behind the sound of shouts that seemed like they would go away.

“I have two questions for you.”

In the report of the Murim Alliance, the leader made a proposal to fight together against Eunrim.

I have already revealed the will of the Beast Palace.

But the leader wants to ask me another question.

“First of all… …. How did it feel to you?”

Questions about the rain.

“You’re strong. It’s not something you can achieve at that age.”

“Haha. That’s not something you should be saying.”

The leader, who had been laughing for a moment, asked again.

“That’s the last thing that Baekgajang’s Sogaju saw.”

Baek Moo-gyeom’s last sword… … .

A crimson sword held in his hand as he rushed forward, revealing the whites of his eyes.

It looks like dead blood will drip down at any moment.

A strange magical technique that is hard to believe is the swordsmanship of the Jeongpa.

“It was just like the one in the picture. The sword of the Thousand-Slayer Emperor… … .”

It’s not just about appearance.

There was some inexplicable power in his sword.

As if the power of a dragon dwells within me.

“Then let me ask you a second question.”

I already know what the leader is going to ask.

“Are you… … related to the Dark Dragon Emperor?”

It is widely known in the Central Plains that the Southern Beast King bears the mark of the Red Dragon.

Why are flames shooting out of his fists?

It’s no wonder that I, a warrior of the Beast Palace, can radiate such power.

But the dragon carved into my shoulder is clearly pitch black.

At that moment, the leader’s gaze was clearly directed at my exposed shoulder.

You may have witnessed a black dragon glowing red.

“… … .”

The leader, who had been waiting for my answer for a long time, nodded and spoke first.

“I’ll take the answer as it is… … .”

Although I didn’t hear any answer, his expression somehow seemed at ease.

“I am a warrior. A warrior who believes that one can become strong only through training and enlightenment. In other words, I do not believe in the power of the Beast Palace seal, or in the existence of a predetermined fate.”

His speech continued.

“But today, I changed my mind. The fact that you showed up at the same time as Eunrim, who had not shown her face for hundreds of years, cannot be explained without using the word fate.”

I agree with what he said.

After death, I gained new life.

And I also obtained the seal of the Dark Dragon and the coincidence in Myorim.

Things that can’t be explained unless it’s fate.

“You are destined to face them.”

In the end, it means that the leader will fight for the entire world according to his own will.

That could be the case.

Because there may be such a thing as an undeniable destiny.

but…….

He stood up from his seat and opened his mouth.

“If I ever come up against them… … .”

The leader’s eyes sparkled.

“It’s not fate, it’s my choice.”

* * *

I returned to my residence.

Tofu ran out and hugged me.

Grrrrr.

A somewhat angry expression.

Now that I think about it, I haven’t been paying much attention lately.

“Why does the winner of the Yongbongjihoe look like that? He should smile brighter. Shouldn’t he? Haha.”

Judging by the facial expression alone, Umochi is the winner.

Of course, Nok Seung-seo’s face is also bright, perhaps because of the heightened status of the Beast Palace.

“That guy, the head of the Baek family. He’s really amazing. To think he’s that skilled at that age. Of course, you’re even more amazing. Haha.”

Thanks to that great skill, I have gained something.

The third level of the dark mind’s eye is the Sim’an (審眼).

The first step of the dark mind is to read the movement.

The next level, Gwangan, allows you to widen your field of vision and take on multiple enemies.

And through the mind’s eye obtained this time, you can see the flow of your opponent’s internal power during battle.

It was the moment of the final attack… … .

The moment Baek Mu-gyeom rushed forward with the swordsmanship of the Thousand-Sal-Seong-Je.

A speed faster than the Nokseungseo that received the Songgol stamp.

At that moment, the power of the Red Dragon burst out regardless of my will.

And at the same time, Sim-an opened his eyes.

“Actually, when that guy was running at me with his eyes wide open, I shut my eyes tightly. It was so fast that it was hard to follow with my eyes. That guy Nok Seung-seo said the same thing.”

The moment when Baek Mu-gyeom lost his wits and began to use the swordsmanship of the Thousand-Sal-Seong-Je.

My mind opened its eyes regardless of my will.

It’s more of a feeling that was given to me rather than something I realized on my own.

“How on earth did you react?”

“I can see a strange flow of history.”

It was possible because he was able to read the flow of energy with his deep-eye ability.

Is it really a coincidence that I reached the third level of the Dark Soul at the moment when I needed it most?

Could it be that the dark soul spell I learned has something to do with the dragon’s power?

Or maybe… … .

The secret of the Dark Soul Eye that I obtained in my previous life was not the original.

A hastily copied manuscript.

The back part is still missing.

Suddenly, the dragon’s eyes carved into my shoulder came to mind.

Two eyes as red as blood.

Red eyes like mine back in the days when I was called Hong-an-gwi.

“Perhaps the dark soul is also his… … .”

I muttered without realizing it.

If so, it means that he had a connection with you from a previous life before death.

I suddenly felt like I was being thrown into some great destiny.

Gyarrrrr.

As if he had read my trembling, the tofu in my arms looked at me with its jaw clenched.

“Yes. It was fate that I met you.”

There’s still a lot to learn.

Unlike the Thousand-Salt Emperor, the Dark Dragon Emperor is a figure whose name is barely known.

First of all, it is important to find out what path he took.

And then you have to decide.

Whether to follow fate or to go against it.

* * *

The Yongbong branch meeting is over.

As the uncivilized barbarian of the South wins the martial arts competition.

So, the purpose of coming here has been achieved.

Now, no one can take the warriors of Nanman lightly.

But we were still in the Murim Alliance.

There are people I have to meet and things I have to accept.

“The leader is looking for you.”

I was waiting.

Jegal So-hye, who stopped by the residence last night, gave me a heads up in advance.

There will probably be a prize for winning the Yongbong Branch.

He also took Nokseungseo and Umochi with him.

Of course, with tofu too.

“Welcome. I originally prepared a famous sword to be given to the winner. You may not know it, but it was made by the best swordsman in the Central Plains.”

I looked at the sword in the leader’s hand.

You can tell just by looking at it.

This is the work of Noh Cheong-bong, who created my rock salt.

The leader opened his mouth, looking at the rock salt on my waist.

“But it might be a little small for you.”

“Still, since the leader deliberately prepared it as a gift, I will gratefully accept it.”

It’s too small for me to carry, but it looks suitable for Nok Seung-seo.

I was thinking of giving you a nice sword anyway.

He now has an old sword that is not suited to his skills.

“Haha. Then choose one more. I can’t just throw a sword that doesn’t fit the winner of the Yongbongjihoe and end it.”

“Is anything you want possible?”

“Haha. Of course. But I don’t know if there’s anything you’d like. Everyone, follow me.”

The leader of the martial arts world is too kind to the young warrior of the Southern Man.

Is it natural that you might end up reaching out to the Beast Palace?

hmm…….

What should I get?

No weapons needed.

Not only do we already have rock salt, but we also have the Beast King’s sacred item, the Red Cloud Armor.

The elixir isn’t something that’s urgent right now.

The power of the elixirs that Dangwimyeong used as ingredients for the poison has not yet been completely dissolved.

The place the leader guided seemed to be another secret place for the leader.

A different direction from the old place where only old books were stored.

It will house rare items from around the world that are worthy of the hundreds of years of history of the Murim Alliance.

Of course, the real criticism for the leader would be at that time and place.

As the security became more and more strict, it seemed as if Vigo was getting closer.

At that moment, Nok Seung-seo, who had been following me, suddenly stopped.

Then he fixed his gaze on a certain building and did not move.

“Songgol, what’s going on?”

Unlike Umochi, who is always causing trouble, Nokseungseo’s actions are serious.

If he behaves like this in front of the leader, there must be a reason.

“Where is that place?”

“Is this the place that says ‘Patrol Hall’?”

The Murim Alliance’s patrol party is a place that monitors the movements of the Central Plains.

It’s a kind of information group.

“No, I mean the small, hut-like place next to it.”

The leader who had been listening to our conversation answered on our behalf.

“Ah, that’s where the patrol party’s messengers are managed.”

Nok Seung-seo stares at the building without answering the leader’s words.

It looks like an ordinary place to me.

But it certainly means there’s something there that catches his attention.

I asked on his behalf.

“Can I take a look around?”

A homing pigeon is literally a pigeon that carries messages.

It is common to use the guys’ homing instinct to go back and forth to the promised location, but in the case of the Murim Alliance or information groups, they use guys who have undergone special training.

For security and speed, hawks are sometimes used instead of pigeons.

The patrol leader himself ran out and guided us inside.

The moat was much larger than it looked from the outside.

Hundreds of pigeons were kept in individual cages, separated by region.

From Hubei as far as the Qinghai Sea.

They are probably messengers heading to branches scattered throughout the Central Plains.

Of course, there was no other name.

Gugugugu.

The hundreds of pigeons that had been chattering noisily became quiet as soon as we entered.

Some of them tremble with their heads hidden between their wings.

Of course it’s because of the tofu.

Could a mere pigeon stand up to the energy emitted by the greatest spirit in the world?

The warriors of the Beast Palace could only bow their heads before the Beast King.

Nok Seung-seo, who had entered, walked briskly inside.

And then he stopped in front of the innermost cage.

A large birdcage made of thick iron bars, unlike any other.

It was in there.

A sharp, dagger-like beak.

Even though he is trapped in a small cage, his eyes are proud as if he is flying in the sky and looking down on the world.

Floating around the world with blue wings like a pine tree.

The fastest bird in the world.

Songgol (pine and swan).

The confidence to not bow your head even in front of tofu.

I could tell at a glance.

It’s a spirit… … .

Nok Seung-seo stopped in front of the guy and didn’t move.

Although the tofu was poking its head out of my arms, Songgol’s eyes were focused only on Nokseungseo.

It’s like I’ve discovered some strange entity.

The patrol leader who had been watching the scene opened his mouth.

“Heh heh. That’s interesting… … .”

According to his account, this guy was getting special treatment here.

A spirit that can go anywhere in the world as if it were its own home without any special training.

Moreover, it flies much faster and higher than the common carrier bird.

Sometimes it seems like I can understand what people are saying.

“That guy has been acting strange lately. It must have been around the day the Yongbongjihoe started. That was when he was anxious and didn’t eat or sleep. Oh, and the blue color on his wings has gotten darker.”

I looked down at the tofu in my arms.

This guy did the same thing.

The clouds grew darker and he started to clench his jaw in anxiety.

It means it’s time to choose a master.

“Dammy… … .”

Nok Seung-seo hesitated as if he was about to say something to me.

I smiled at him and nodded.

Do I really need to tell you what my friend feels?

I was thinking about doing that anyway.

He opened his mouth to the leader who had been waiting quietly behind him.

“You said whatever you want is okay?”

“Hmm? Hmm. That’s what I said, but we haven’t even arrived at Vigo yet… … .”

“I just decided. It’s the prize for the Yongbong branch.”

* * *

The main gate of the Murim Alliance.

A group dressed in clothes that did not suit the weather in Hubei arrived at the main gate of the Murim Alliance.

About a hundred unmanned soldiers covered in snow-white fur.

An expression as cold as ice.

They are all unmanned at their peak.

Finally, the flag that decorates the very front of the procession.

The four letters written there.

North Sea Ice Palace.

Six fine horses pulling a snow-white carriage stopped at the same time.

Hehehe.

At the same time, the hundred warriors of the North Sea Ice Palace surrounded them and placed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

A reserved appearance, as if a promise had been made.

In an instant, the surrounding air froze.

Rattling.

The carriage door opened.

And a woman with her face covered with white cotton slowly came down and muttered.

“Coolook, coolook. We’ve finally arrived.”