Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 47



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Episode 47. Give me authority (2)

“hmm.”

When one of the elders coughed, Hanbin continued speaking.

“This is my position within the clan. But will my words be accepted in this mission where other clans will also be participating?”

There was only silence after Hanbin’s words.

“… … .”

Hanbin said, looking around at everyone.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m not the head of the clan. Just give me a position where other clans won’t ignore me.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin politely gave everyone a prize.

Along the way, Hanbin observed everyone’s expressions.

Most of them are enemies.

A person who pretends not to care and does something else.

A few allies.

Hanbin looked at this board and carved the faces of his enemies and allies into his head.

That was when.

Peng Dae-wi casually threw a piece of paper on the table.

Gulp.

The slippery path stopped in front of Hanbin.

When Hanbin reflexively grabbed the ball, Peng Daewi shouted.

“Is this it?”

Hanbin checked the cards in his hand.

Habuk on the front, Peng on the back.

And it feels like it’s biting my flesh, cold.

It was clearly a family badge made of eternal cold iron.

Hanbin smiled brightly.

“Thank you for trusting me.”

At the same time, complaints erupted here and there.

“How could you get the Gaju pattern so easily… … .”

“Acting Chief, what is this… … .”

All those voices were silenced by Pang Daewi’s next words.

“I will now leave the documents over there.”

The place that Peng Dae-wi pointed to was Hanbin.

When everyone was speechless with a shocked expression, Peng Dae-wi stood up.

“This concludes our meeting today.”

After a brief banquet, Peng Dawei left the stadium.

Hanbin also quietly left the place.

In the back, the place was turning into a battlefield with disgruntled elders and footnotes.

Whatever.

It had nothing to do with Hanbin.

It was Hanbin’s intention to set them on fire.

Because based on the results, I could decide the order in which to twist the neck.

* * *

“Oh, by the way, our Pengho Corps has been given a mission.”

“What is your mission?”

When So Dae-seop asked with a serious expression, Han-bin answered nonchalantly.

“Wolf Hunt.”

So Dae-seop asked with eyes full of suspicion.

“Wolf hunting? What do you mean?”

“I think wolves are coming down to the houses these days. It’s a joint mission with the government… … .”

Hanbin looked back and forth between So Dae-seop and Sim Mi-ho, his voice trailing off.

They both swallowed hard and waited for Hanbin to speak next.

Hanbin smiled after seeing their expressions.

“This time, I need to have Deputy Commander Sim Mi-ho come with me. And I’ll have Jo-ho and Jang-sim prepare as well.”

“Your name.”

As Sim Mi-ho smiled brightly and won the lottery, So Dae-seop, who was standing next to her, slumped his shoulders.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“Sergeant So Dae-seop, treat the remaining members a little harshly.”

When Hanbin handed over the letter, So Daeseop quickly checked it.

As So Dae-seop’s eyes grew wider as he read the letter, Sim Mi-ho also stuck her head in and read along with him.

“omg!”

Sim Mi-ho screamed.

Then, So Dae-seop opened his mouth.

“If we do as it says here, we will die.”

So Dae-seop pointed to various places in the temple.

The training content that Hanbin had prepared was written in detail there.

So Dae-seop felt dizzy due to the intensity being higher than last time.

It was a hundred times better to go on a mission to the highest peak than to enter the cemetery.

“If you faithfully perform your duties during your trip, I guarantee you ten nyang of silver.”

“Yes, I will work hard.”

Hanbin laughed at So Dae-seop’s change.

It seemed like there wasn’t enough money for my daughter’s medical treatment.

I decided to deal with it when I got back from hunting.

Sim Mi-ho opened her mouth in bewilderment at the truly shocking change in stance.

“Your Majesty, isn’t that too much?”

“Isn’t that the Donsaengdonsa? The deputy chief.”

“That’s true.”

At that time, Hanbin called Sodaeseop again.

“Cow lord.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“I have a special request to make.”

“Please speak, my lord.”

“If Cheolno wants to participate in the training, let him join us.”

“Iron oar?”

So Dae-seop glanced at Cheol-no.

Cheolno shook his head as if to ask what he was talking about.

Hanbin asked at that sight.

“Now, I have to find the iron fist.”

“What martial arts? Your Majesty.”

“You said you would find my lost martial arts and protect me.”

“ah.”

When Cheolno looked up at the sky without saying anything, laughter broke out here and there.

At that time, So Dae-seop said while throwing a lottery ticket.

“I will follow your orders, my lord.”

At the same time, the iron oar disappeared from its place.

* * *

That night.

The residence of Lady Jeonghwa, the second wife of the head of the household.

Mrs. Jeonghwa sighed, fingering her teacup.

“after.”

The man in front lowered his head to the sound of the sigh.

Mrs. Jeonghwa looked at the two with cold eyes.

“A man should keep his head up high no matter what happens. Is there a tiger that would kick its leg because it was bitten by a dog?”

This is what Madame Jeonghwa said to herself too.

“Yes, I understand, mother.”

The one who answered just now was the third prince, Peng Wubin.

Mrs. Jeonghwa’s mouth opened again.

“but!”

Her cool voice echoed throughout the room.

When Peng Mubin’s expression hardened, she put the teacup down on the table.

widely!

In an instant, the tea water that had been rippling in the teacup spilled out and scattered in all directions.

Tea splashed on Peng Mubin, but he waited with a stern expression for Madam Jeong Hwa to tell her story.

As the slightly spilled tea water began to dry up, Mrs. Jeonghwa said.

“If it weren’t for me, you would have been accused of being a secret agent.”

“sorry.”

“And after I solved that problem, I had another accident. If I hadn’t bowed my head to that bastard, you would have rotted away in the brain prison for six months.”

“… … .”

Peng Mubin couldn’t say anything.

There were some unfair aspects, but for the most part, what my mother, Mrs. Jeong-hwa, said was right.

Mrs. Jeong-hwa said with an expression that seemed to be filled with cold air.

“No matter what happens, you must not hold me back. If that happens, I cannot have you in this house.”

“Yes, I will keep that in mind.”

Peng Mubin nodded his head.

The numbers visible in the midst of countless orchids.

Mrs. Jeonghwa picked up the brush and erased one number.

Rather than simply erasing it, he painted over it with a brush several times to completely remove the number itself.

Then he started writing a letter.

Swish. Swish.

She put the letter she had written in one stroke of a pen into an envelope and called her subordinate.

“Did you call?”

“I’ll pass this on to my maternal grandparents.”

“all right.”

The black-robed warrior quickly disappeared after taking the prize.

Madam Jeong-hwa, who was watching her luggage disappear, turned her head somewhere.

That was where Hanbin’s residence was.

Madam Jeonghwa’s gaze, looking at a place that couldn’t be seen, was even colder than when she looked at Peng Mubin.

As Madam Jeonghwa’s sighs deepened, a shadow disappeared somewhere in the crack of her window.

The shadow reappeared from the bamboo forest.

Swish.

The shadow’s identity was Hanbin.

Hanbin was as lax in his surveillance as he was in his training.

“Wow, it’s still brutal no matter how I look at it.”

* * *

The next day, Hanbin called Sim Miho.

“Deputy Chief Sim.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“Please take this letter to Cheonri Pyo-guk.”

“Why the thousand-mile signpost?”

“This is an order, so you must deliver it.”

“Order form?”

“You probably know that, Deputy Commander Shim? The Cheonri Pyo-guk is no ordinary Pyo-guk… … .”

“yes?”

“You didn’t know?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“Then, take this opportunity to know. There is nothing you cannot get in the Cheonri Pyo country.”

“ah.”

Sim Mi-ho looked back and forth between Han-bin and Seo-chal as if she couldn’t believe it.

For a moment, she also finished writing the letter.

There was a reason for everything Hanbin did so far.

The most important thing is that the results were not bad.

“I will pass it on to you right now.”

“Okay, thanks for your hard work.”

“Yes, my lord.”

As Sim Mi-ho disappeared like the wind, Han Bin tapped his temple.

Mrs. Jeonghwa was going to take out the last number.

To prepare for it, the help of the Ronin King in Cheonri Pyoguk was absolutely essential.

* * *

A week later.

Twenty barracks were built around Jeongmunsan Mountain.

There, the Jeongui Alliance sect, ronin, and government troops were all gathered together.

The place where the Habukpangga barracks were located was at the very end.

Hanbin came out of the barracks and looked around.

The purpose was to find the secret of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

“There are so many of you here, but I don’t have an opponent! Phew.”

Of course, what Hanbin was talking about was the owner of the knot.

Sim Mi-ho asked at Hanbin’s sigh.

“Your opponent?”

“No. I guess it’s because there’s a water vein flowing nearby, my body feels sore.”

“Then, at least practice… … .”

“No, there’s no need to waste your energy.”

At that moment, a gentle voice was heard from the side.

“We’ll be neighbors for a while, so let me introduce you.”

A man with a sad expression was smiling.

After checking on him, Hanbin quickly looked at the flag of the barracks he had come out of.

[Ak (岳)]

It was clearly the flag of the Shandong musicians.

There is no need to be stubborn.

Hanbin looked at his appearance with a kind face.

He was a young man of about the same height as the Habuk Pengga people, holding a long spear in his right hand.

Hanbin quickly took the prize.

“Shandong Musicians also participated in this mission.”

“That’s right. Who on earth are you to be talking about others?”

“I am Peng Hanbin, the youngest son of the Habuk Peng family. What I am talking about is a drinking partner.”

“I’m sorry. I misunderstood. But if you’re the youngest prince… … .”

The other warrior’s words trailed off.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“It seems like my rumor has spread all the way to Shandong. I don’t think it’s a good rumor.”

“Oh, no, Confucius. Now that I think about it, I don’t think the rumors are trustworthy. The aura of the spirit is so heavenly that how could I ignore the youngest Confucius of Hebei? I am the Samheowon who serves the Confucius of the Shandong Musicians, the Akbigwang.”

He was a person who knew how to read others’ moods.

The conversation flowed smoothly as if honey had been applied to his mouth.

Hanbin answered with a small smile.

“You were the Three Great Heroes.”

“You are a great warrior, my lord. It may be a little early, but would you like to have a drink with me?”

The Shandong musician laughed heartily, stuck his spear into the ground, and struck out.

Hanbin also answered when he saw the lottery ticket.

“Okay. We’ll prepare the alcohol over here.”

“Haha, I’ll prepare the side dishes.”

Warriors from both sides attended the drinking party between the two families that suddenly took place.

After the owner paid the money, Hanbin asked.

“But didn’t Prince Akbigwang come with you?”

“Oh, I was just setting up the barracks because I was told I would be a little late due to something I had to do.”

That was when.

A thick voice came from behind.

“Who will be the youngest prince of the Peng family?”

When I looked back, the man holding the spear was looking towards Hanbin.

He was a man with a body that was a head taller than Samheo-won, and his hand holding the spear was covered in so many wounds that it looked like he was wearing leather gloves.

Hanbin woke up quietly.

“I am Peng Hanbin, the youngest prince of the Peng family.”

“I see. I am a fan of Shandong musicians.”

There was hostility in his voice.

At the unexpected situation, not only the warriors of Pengga but also the warriors of Akga opened their eyes wide.

Samheo-won quickly got up and stood in front of Akbigwang.

“Your Majesty, I am getting to know the warriors of Pengga. Is something wrong?”

“You sit down. I will negotiate with the youngest prince of the Peng family.”

After finishing speaking, Akbi-gwang raised his spear and aimed it at Hanbin.