Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 562



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562. Note (2)

Akpilseung is just glancing around to recommend someone else.

The mouth of Akpilseung, the master of worries, would not open.

His concern was one.

I was wondering who I should recommend so that I wouldn’t get cursed at.

The other footnotes hurriedly opened their eyes to come forward, but Akpilseung thought that it was to avoid being chosen as an attendant.

This is because everyone thinks that if they like something, others will like it too, and if they don’t like something, others will dislike it too.

That was when.

Hanbin continued speaking as if urging him.

“Don’t you have any colleagues to recommend? If you feel uncomfortable mentioning them directly, at least say the last name of the colleague you would recommend.”

“… … .”

Despite the urging, the commentators kept their mouths shut.

If it was a matter of choosing people to go with voluntarily, you would have jumped out without a second thought.

But now it was time to hand over that glorious position to someone else.

To hand over that glory to someone else was like destroying one’s own self-respect.

They endure without recommending a trustworthy colleague because of their pride as a freeloader.

Even though he knew all these facts, Hanbin was curious about who the best talent was.

The best talent, in Hanbin’s opinion, is someone who has the trust of his colleagues even in extreme situations.

Someone everyone can trust their back to.

One for whom everyone can throw their bodies.

My fellow Demon Swordsmen from my previous life were like that.

Hanbin wanted to know who the footnote who was recognized as the best colleague was.

The first one named by their mouths.

The thing that came out of their mouths the most would be the best of these talents.

Hanbin, who had been waiting for their answer with his arms crossed, narrowed his eyes.

It seemed like finding out who had the trust of his colleagues would have to wait.

It seems that they were still lacking in training to be able to trust each other’s backs.

In fact, it had already been decided who Hanbin had to choose.

Now it was time to stop the preamble and get to the main point.

Hanbin smiled sincerely.

Sim Mi-ho immediately noticed Hanbin’s slightly changed expression.

Sim Mi-ho knew the meaning of that expression better than anyone else.

Whenever Hanbin makes that kind of expression, something big happens.

Vice-captain Sim Mi-ho came up to Han Bin naked.

She bowed her head with a meaningful expression.

“Leave it to me. I’ll take charge.”

“Then give it a try, Deputy Chief Sim.”

Hanbin smiled.

I didn’t have any particular expectations. I was just curious about how Captain Sim would train them.

Sim Mi-ho, who had received approval, stood in front of them.

Sim Mi-ho let out a cold air on his face again.

Shim Mi-ho, with her face covered in an icy cold, continued speaking in a low voice.

“My lords! Do you want to go up to the Sashindae again? Do you not trust your comrades? Or is it because of your selfish heart?”

“… … .”

“Then, I will now call the names of the colleagues I would like to recommend!”

Sim Mi-ho poured his inner strength into his last words.

Then, as if by a miracle, they opened their mouths.

“evil!”

Everyone shouted in unison.

This was a command that meant ‘yes!’ given during training.

As they shouted the command, Sim Mi-ho smiled with satisfaction.

It was because they still recognized him as an instructor.

It was when Sim Mi-ho was smiling with pride.

The sound of fallen leaves crunching echoed in her ears.

Sasa-sak.

At the same time, Hanbin, who had been at the back, came forward.

Sim Mi-ho tilted her head as she saw Hanbin standing in front of her.

If you put pressure on them, the answer will come naturally after a while.

But Hanbin couldn’t stand it any longer and came out.

Sim Mi-ho sees Han-bin as someone who knows how to wait, even if he is a bit frivolous.

But I didn’t understand why Hanbin couldn’t endure that moment and ran out.

It was when Sim Mi-ho was looking at Han Bin’s back with eyes full of suspicion.

Hanbin glanced at her as if he noticed her gaze.

Sim Mi-ho was startled by that gaze.

It was as if my thoughts had been stripped bare.

Sim Mi-ho could believe that Han-bin had the ability to read people’s minds.

Sim Mi-ho’s gaze towards Han-bin was filled with absolute trust.

Hanbin asked Simmiho.

“Isn’t there anything here other than the evil spirit’s evil victory footnote?”

“Yes, that’s true, but why the sudden Akpilseung footnote… … .”

“Everyone has chosen the evil stroke footnote now.”

“What do you mean, my lord?”

Sim Mi-ho touched her forehead as if she was feeling dizzy.

Hanbin walked towards Akpilseung quietly regardless.

“Akpilseung footnote, no objection?”

“evil!”

There was no choice for Akpilseung to say ‘no’.

Of course, the evil I just spat out was a reflexive command.

Hanbin led the evil spirit forward.

Akpilseung’s expression was like that of a puppy being dragged away on Boknal.

It looked that miserable.

Of course, the other footnotes were equally absurd.

I just answered with a command, but I felt dizzy when Jo Hyang-gak, the chief of the steering wheel, was chosen as an attendant for the Mudeungsan procession.

The one who understood the situation the best was the commander of the Joojakgakju.

Gagigun clearly remembered what Hanbin had said.

He clearly remembered that Hanbin had said that it was okay to just say the ‘last name’ of the person he was recommending.

Every single footnote clearly screamed ‘evil’.

It didn’t matter whether it was a simple command or a syllable.

It was up to the ruler of this place to interpret it.

But that doesn’t mean I can say those words again.

This is because the law of martial arts is that words are like water in a glass; once you pour them out, you can’t contain them.

Of course, it wasn’t just the footnotes that were confused.

Sim Mi-ho, who was in charge of training the footnotes, had affection for them. It was like the feeling one feels for one’s disciples.

Sim Mi-ho glanced at Han Bin.

Hanbin was quietly smiling. From that smile, I realized that this incident was not caused by Hanbin’s misunderstanding.

The moment he shouted ‘evil’, it was clear that he had chosen the person he needed.

However, the question was why Akpilseung was chosen for the procession heading to Mt. Mudang.

The atmosphere calmed down for a moment.

The biggest victim of this incident was Akpilseung.

Akpilseung, standing next to Hanbin, was unable to laugh or cry.

Akpilseung felt burdened just by being next to Hanbin.

He got involved with Hanbin and his life changed after he hit his head on the floor of the training hall.

Of course, I am satisfied with my life as the head chef in charge of Habukpangga’s food, but the problem is that I am still afraid of Hanbin.

Akpilseung barely managed to control his expression.

Fortunately, it seemed like Hanbin wouldn’t be attending this parade.

It was announced that Peng Hyuk-bin would take the center stage and that one expert recommended by Han Bin would join.

There are three footmen escorting the procession as attendants.

If you think about it this far, there was no place for Hanbin in this line.

Akpilseung calmed his mind with the thought that he could do what he had been doing as a steering wheel driver in this procession.

I thought it would be okay as long as I didn’t meet Hanbin.

It wasn’t just Akpilseung who gave up.

Other footnotes were also controlling their emotions and waiting for the next opportunity.

Everyone swallowed dry saliva.

That’s no wonder, because what they received from Hanbin was a greater gift than anything they had ever achieved in their entire lives.

Then Hanbin snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

* * *

Starting with Akpilseung, Jujakgakju Gagigun and Hyeonmukgakju Damcheonho were included in the procession.

Hanbin’s criteria were surprisingly simple.

The ones who chose them were Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

He snapped his fingers and Seol-hwa and Cheong-hwa appeared, and Han-bin asked them to each pick one person to join the procession.

Seolhwa chose Gagigun, the master of Jujakgakju, and Cheonghwa chose Damcheonho, the master of Hyeonmukgakju.

During the process of selecting them, Seolhwa and Cheonghwa had no hesitation at all.

Of course, other footnotes continued to complain.

But after hearing the story of Seolhwa and Cheonghwa, they were left speechless.

Seolhwa said that the reason she chose Jujakgakju Gagigun was because he was the uncle who bought her the most sweets.

Of course, Cheonghwa also had similar reasons.

There were a few times when I bought snacks for Cheonghwa because she was cute.

Hanbin’s explanation about that was simple.

This study said that networking should start with those around you.

But Hanbin didn’t stop there.

He said he would give the remaining footnotes a chance to gain experience centered around Habuk.

He said he would tell the participants of the Heroes’ Convention what the opportunity was the day they left for Mt. Wudang.

When everything was over, Hanbin invited Peng Heukbin to his room.

Because I saw Peng Hyuk-bin’s eyes full of curiosity.

Now is the time to tell Peng Heuk-bin.

Hanbin guided Peng Heukbin to the most secluded room in Cheonsoojang.

Instead of teacups, there were wine glasses in front of them.

“Would you like a drink, brother?”

“no.”

“You refuse alcohol… … .”

“Who said I wouldn’t? Just give it to me in a bottle. Haha.”

When Peng Hyeok-bin laughed heartily, Han-bin also laughed back and handed him a bottle of alcohol.

Peng Hyuk-bin swept the bottle of alcohol he had been handed under his nose and smiled even brighter.

Hanbin asked at that sight.

“I noticed earlier that you seem to have a lot of questions. Should I drink first?”

“Then why are you asking the obvious? You will always be in front of me, but once Joo-hyang flies away, there’s no way he’ll come back, right? Haha.”

Peng Heok-bin burst into laughter and poured the alcohol into his mouth.

At that sight, Hanbin poured alcohol into the glass in front of him.

“I will drink from a glass.”

“Well, it’s a matter of taste.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

“Isn’t alcohol your thing?”

“This isn’t about alcohol, it’s about my actions up to now. I’m sure you’ve been curious about many things, but haven’t you asked about the real issue?”

“Oh, I guess it’s time to tell you.”

“Yes, you are the one participating in the hero competition, right? So I should tell you.”

“If you thought so, it’s too late.”

“Yes, first I had to check the identities of the footnotes.”

“Didn’t that happen last time?”

“It was important where the string was connected.”

“What’s the conclusion?”

“There is no one who colludes with the enemy.”

“Hmm, the enemy… … .”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s the enemy. And this Hero Tournament is also closely related to that enemy.”

“Is that enemy a demon?”

“no.”

“Then is it Sapader?”

“That’s not it. As you know, I have some connection with the Sapa side, right?”

“Then where did they come from?”

“It’s scary not knowing.”

“There is something you should be careful about. It seems premature to judge that the Heroes’ Competition has something to do with the enemy. If you look at it this way, it could turn the entire political party into an enemy.”

“I brought you here out of caution. And it won’t be the entire party. But it could be some.”

“Can I ask for the basis for that?”

Peng Hyuk-bin’s voice changed.

It seemed a little rougher and a little colder.

Hanbin answered as if the change was natural.

“Originally, the Taegeuk Sword Master was supposed to come here.”

“If it’s the Taegeuk Sword… … .”

Peng Heuk-bin’s eyes grew wide. This was because it was the first time he had heard this story.

What was so surprising was that it was rare for the head of the Gudaemun School to visit the Murim Segae.