Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 262



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Episode 262. The Kind Lord (1)

Hanbin answered as if it was nothing.

“Oh, this? Ohhodanmun too.”

“Huh, what kind of a strange phrase is that?”

Seolhwa narrowed her eyes and checked again what Hanbin had written on the paper.

There were only a few seemingly disjointed sentences on the paper.

There were sentences written all over the paper that made no sense on their own.

The story looked at the content as if it was absurd and then said.

“Even if this is called the Ohodanmundo, how would you know?”

This statement was true.

How can something as simple as writing letters here and there on a blank sheet of paper become a family secret?

It was as if a child had just learned to read and write for the first time was playing around.

Hanbin shrugged his shoulders at Seolhwa’s expression.

“Well, those who need it will understand.”

“Well then, I guess that’s true, but there’s one more thing I’m curious about.”

“What is that?”

“The Oho Danmundo is fine, so why are you writing this again?”

“That’s a top secret, so give me one and I’ll tell you.”

“… … .”

Seolhwa looked at the bundle containing the sweets in silence.

Then he immediately shook his head.

“Ah, it’s okay, Your Majesty.”

In Seolhwa’s view, any information related to the Ohodanmundo was too valuable to be wasted.

If Gaju Pengangwei knew this, he would be shocked.

Hanbin, who smiled at the sight, put down his brush and stretched out in a refreshing manner.

That was when.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and stuck his head out the window.

A yellow cloud of dust entered Hanbin’s field of vision.

Someone is running towards where Hanbin is.

I can’t hear the sound of horse hooves, not even the sound of footsteps.

There was only one person expected to be Hanbin.

As the dust cloud grew closer, Hanbin smiled and shouted.

“Let’s take a break here!”

At that moment, those words struck me.

“Everyone stop!”

In an instant, Hanbin’s procession stopped in its tracks.

Hanbin got out of the carriage, crossed his arms, and looked at the clouds of dust.

Akbi Kwang, next to Hanbin, is holding onto the spear with a very nervous look on his face.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“Bigwang, clear the window.”

“They might be enemies.”

“I have never seen anyone with such a unique smell among the enemies.”

“Smell?”

“Don’t ask in advance, you’ll find out later.”

“Brother, then you are an ally?”

“Maybe they’re allies now.”

Hanbin shrugged after finishing speaking.

Hanbin turned around and walked forward with a strange expression.

At that moment, the yellow cloud of dust cleared.

The evil spirit next to him sniffled his nose and quickly stopped breathing.

As Hanbin said, a foul smell was emanating from the front.

Akbi Kwang narrowed his eyes.

If there was someone who would give off such a bad smell, there was no other way than opening up.

Ignoring Akbi Kwang’s expression, Hanbin waved his hand to swipe away the dust.

Then he said bluntly.

“How long has it been since I sent you a messenger and why are you so late?”

“Ouch.”

Instead of answering, the opponent spat on the floor.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes.

“What are you doing now? Are you unhappy with me? Madness.”

The main character of the cloud of dust was Gwanggae.

Gwanggae received the letter and was running in a hurry.

Gwanggae looked at Hanbin with resentful eyes.

“You son of a bitch, you came running all this way while eating dust, and now you can’t even spit out the dust that’s accumulated in your mouth?”

This was Gwanggae’s true heart.

Because of the messenger Hanbin sent, he ran so fast that he didn’t even have time to spit out the dust that was entering his mouth.

But Hanbin’s expression was indifferent.

“That’s why I’m saying that it’s because you lack practice. It’s not the secret of the Eighteen Steps of Begging to come while raising dust like that.”

“Who doesn’t know and is making a fuss? What can I do when my skills are lacking? If you call someone, you should first state the reason.”

“Take this first, Gwanggae.”

Hanbin took out a bamboo tube from behind.

In an instant, Gwanggae’s eyes changed.

Her eyes sparkled brightly, as if a full moon were rising over a clear pond.

“What kind of alcohol is that? Judging from the aroma coming out of it, it doesn’t seem like ordinary alcohol… … .”

“It’s Hwaryeongju from the North Sea. I couldn’t get a few bottles, so I’ll give you one.”

“Oh my, the North Sea’s Hwaryeongju? Just one glass of it and you can feel the cold wind of the North Sea… … .”

Gwanggae began to babble about information about Hwaryeongju.

There was a reason for this behavior.

The Hwaryeongju of the North Sea was a famous liquor made by containing the souls of flowers that bloomed in the North Sea Ice Palace.

Of course, it could not contain the soul of the flower.

It meant that it was made with that much sincerity.

Hanbin waved his hand.

“Okay, so either eat it all up or eat it all now, it’s up to you.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Gwanggae’s hand trembled as he received the Hwaryeongju.

Hanbin turned his head and looked at Yeongdansan Mountain.

This Hwaryeongju was given by Heukyi Salpung.

It was said that the second son of the Shanxi Three-Year-Old, Bing-Hyeol Seo-Saeng, who had left for the North Sea, had sent this message to Han Bin.

With thanks for giving me the insight.

Hanbin couldn’t figure out what kind of enlightenment it had given him. Whatever the reason, Hanbin wasn’t the type to turn down Myeongju.

Hanbin put some of them into a bamboo tube and handed them over to Gwanggae.

Hanbin also knew that thanks to Hong Chil-gae, Gwang-gae was rolling around here and there these days.

Now was the time for carrots.

Hanbin, who was watching Gwanggae shaking with emotion, smiled and put his hand into his bosom and took out the letter.

“Do you understand the procession of the Habuk Pengga?”

“Of course.”

“Please give this letter to my brother. Don’t look at it for no reason.”

“hmm.”

“If you do it wrong, you could end up in a state of obsession.”

“Okay, I got it, don’t worry.”

Gwanggae nodded and walked to the roadside, then sat down on the ground.

Hanbin asked at that sight.

“What are you doing instead of going?”

When Hanbin tilted his head, Gwanggae blinked and said.

“Friend, if you called me here, you should at least feed me something to eat. Are you just going to send me away?”

“Hmm, this is getting a bit tricky… … .”

“Why? Because you feel bad about wasting food?”

“There’s no way you’d be stingy with rice… …. Isn’t the law of martial arts that you just have to roll it that much?

“Huh, what kind of martial arts rules are so cruel?”

“It’s nothing else, but the owner of this line is not me, but the person behind me.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin pointed to the back.

There, they were looking at the light as if the name of the party was absurd.

Hanbin’s words were sincere.

The owner of this procession was Sacheondangga.

The mission of the Danggi-myeong was to escort Hanbin, the owner of Cheonsujang, and ensure that he returned safely to his family.

But, we had not been out of Yeongdansan for long, and suddenly we wanted to eat!

This was crazy and outrageous.

Danggi-myeong quickly ran to where Hanbin was.

“Time is running out and we can’t afford to delay here. Who on earth is that person…?”

Before he could finish his sentence, Gwanggae came forward.

“The open Hanam Bunta’s Buntaju is called Gwanggae.”

“hmm.”

Dangi-myeong, who saw Gwanggae, narrowed his eyes and looked into the current situation.

His conclusion was simple.

There was still a long way to go before we could leave Hanam.

What if you get help from Open?

The commander nodded quickly.

“Good. The horses are tired from leaving Yeongdansan in such a hurry, so it might not be a bad idea to rest here. Let’s move to the shade for now.”

At that moment, Akbigwang suddenly intervened.

“Brother, I also seem to have a stake in this procession. Shouldn’t you ask me about it? And what is it about a single branch of the Open Movement that makes you stop the procession and even treat me to food?”

The air around him became cold at Akbigwang’s words.

Hanbin crossed his arms and took a step back.

Something exactly like this happened in my past life.

The mad man who was crazy about money despite his beggarly appearance and the evil mad man who was crazy about women despite his appearance were different from each other, but they had one thing in common.

The point was that they were both crazy about martial arts.

In my previous life, we started talking as soon as we saw each other.

The ending was a mess.

Would it be different now?

Hanbin squatted down, thinking, “That’s what it’s like.”

As expected, Gwanggae answered, holding out his spear.

“I am the madman of openness. If you have any complaints, why don’t you say it with this instead of saying it with words?”

Gwanggae struck the club with his club head on the ground.

phut!

In an instant, the dust that had accumulated on the floor began to cloud up.

At that moment, Akbigwang started swinging his spear.

Swish, swish.

As I turned the spear like a pinwheel, the dust that had risen up in a cloud flew towards Gwanggae.

An action taken to avoid even the slightest loss.

Akbigwang shouted with the corners of his lips raised.

“Good!”

In that moment, without saying who would be first, everyone stretched out their weapons.

Whoosh!

humming!

Gwanggae and Akbigwang, as if they were each superior, aimed for each other’s weak points with flashy techniques.

Bang, bang.

Hanbin sighed at the sound of the two footsteps.

“phew.”

This was a problem he couldn’t stop.

Before Hanbin could finish his sigh, someone tapped his shoulder.

I turned my head and saw Danggi-myeong asking with his lips.

It means what’s going on.

Hanbin said to Danggi-myeong, pointing to the shade.

“It’ll take a while, so sit down and watch for a moment.”

“Shouldn’t I stop it?”

The name Dangi-myeong kept tilting his head as if he was anxious.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“Well, these are people who will have to fight each other someday. It will take half a day, so if you get tired of watching, take a rest in the shade.”

“No matter what… … .”

The name Tanggim tilted his head, trailing off.

Hanbin also tilted his head.

The sound of the crowbar and spear stopped.

As the fog cleared, Gwanggae and Akbigwang stopped moving and looked down in absurdity.

Below, dust was still clouding the view.

As the dust cleared, their clubs and spears pointed downwards were revealed.

Their weapons were blocked by red daggers.

It was Seolhwa who stopped their fight.

As the dust settled a little more, it became clear why Seol-hwa had stopped the fight.

Beneath the snow flower, the blue flower was covering something.

Seolhwa struck down the long spear and the club without any trouble.

Bam.

Seol-hwa, with her eyes narrowed, spoke to the two with a displeased expression.

“No matter how good the fight is, you have to look around you!”

At Seolhwa’s shout, Gwanggae picked up the stick and asked.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying. It’s the fault of that kid who suddenly barged in, so why are you saying it’s our fault?”

“That’s true. How can you suddenly barge into a fight…?”

Akbigwang also got involved.

Seolhwa questioned that appearance.

“No matter how important the military is, is it more important than life?”

“Life? What does that mean?”

When Gwanggae tilted his head, Seolhwa raised Cheonghwa.

Cheonghwa, who had just woken up, carefully opened her palm.

There was a pigeon fluttering about, its wings seemingly injured.

As everyone stared at the dove with their mouths open, Seolhwa continued speaking.

“If this isn’t life, then what is?”

“No matter what, because of one pigeon… … .”

“What’s the difference between a pigeon and a beggar? They are the same life. Think about it. Even in the Buddhist scriptures… … .”

Seolhwa began to preach a sermon.

Next to her, Cheonghwa was caressing a wounded pigeon.

Hanbin opened his mouth at that sight.

This is because the nature of the story has changed a lot since its previous life.

Is it true that the story of a man who aims to be the best killer in the world feels compassionate?

Besides, Qinghua was also unfamiliar.

The root of Qinghua was German.

She is the leader of a group that uses poison to reduce their opponents to a handful of blood.

Did his personality change as he became a public figure?

Living as a German, you must have had more than one experience of harming others with poison, but how could you interfere in the masters’ fight to save a pigeon!

When the poison control system is completed, he will become the best poisoner in the world, but does that poisoner value life that much?

Hanbin narrowed his eyes as he looked at Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.