Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 594



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594. Confirm (4)

Hanbin, who had been handed the silver needle, continued speaking while observing the patients.

“If we close the incense burner now, there will be no way to cure those people.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin threw a silver needle.

The silver needle flew to Jang Ja-myeong’s shoulder.

Sigh.

It relieved Jang Ja-myeong’s bleeding.

“Your Majesty, you must save her. I don’t know about others, but that woman must be saved. If you save her, I will be loyal to you for not just three years, but for the rest of my life.”

“Is that the person that Representative Jang likes?”

“Yes, that’s right. I wouldn’t mind trading it for my life.”

“There is no such method. Don’t you know better, Assemblyman Jang? No matter how hard I try, the odds are 50/50. But if Assemblyman Jang interferes with me, the odds will be even lower.”

“… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong swallowed dry saliva without saying a word.

Because he realized that all he had to do was pray to the gods of heaven and earth.

No, he knew that it was Hanbin he had to pray for.

“Your Majesty, please.”

With those words, Jang Ja-myeong tightly shut his mouth.

Seeing that expression, Sim Mi-ho released the pressure he had been holding back.

Pick.

The blood was released, but Jang Ja-myeong did not move.

Because I didn’t want to interfere with Hanbin’s actions.

Jang Ja-myeong just looked at Han-bin, who was continuing his treatment, as if he had lost his mind.

In fact, Jang Ja-myeong was wronged.

Even though I gave her that gift, I couldn’t confess to her.

Even as I ran out of Baekdokmun, I couldn’t find the courage to confess to her.

Can I confess this time?

I felt too shabby to confess to my sister.

However, he was holding out a glimmer of hope for Hanbin’s promise to make him a hero.

But if Samae dies, then everything was in vain.

That was when.

Hanbin’s hands moved quickly.

Whoosh!

A silver needle came out of Hanbin’s hand.

It wasn’t just one silver needle, but several that extended out at the same time.

Similar sounds rang out at the same time.

Sigh. Sigh.

It was the sound of a silver needle being stabbed into flesh.

Hanbin looked at them for a moment.

Hanbin, who was watching them with his eagle eyes, reached out his hand.

Seolhwa handed the silver needle to Hanbin again.

Hanbin reached out again.

Pok! Pok!

Hanbin’s silver needle was stuck exactly where he wanted it.

That’s understandable, because he was using not a simple technique, but a technique known as the Yongrin Sword Technique, which is known to hit every target with a hundred percent accuracy.

The reason why they expend so much energy is because each and every one of their silver needles is connected to their lives.

Hanbin, who fired the third spit, flapped his sleeves and shook the hem of his clothes.

Hanbin narrowed his eyes and watched the changes that followed.

Hanbin, who had checked them, walked slowly.

Hanbin was holding a white bottle in his hand.

Hanbin slowly approached those sitting cross-legged, pulled out a silver needle, and placed it in a white bottle.

Hanbin returned to his seat and nodded to Jang Ja-myeong.

“It’s okay to check the condition now, Rep. Jang.”

“Is that okay, Prince Peng?”

“All the blood has been removed.”

“When on earth are you going to remove it… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong trailed off.

Because Hanbin held out the bottle.

Inside the bottle, a hideous creature was writhing.

Its appearance was like that of a leech.

This was the first time that Jang Ja-myeong had seen the blood test.

Then Hanbin continued speaking.

“This is probably a blood type called Ki-hyeol-go. It has the effect of putting people into a state of suspended animation. It is a blood type mainly used on prisoners.”

“How on earth do you know that, Prince Peng?”

“that…….”

“It must be a secret.”

“It’s no secret. I saw it in a book.”

Hanbin laughed.

Of course, it was half a lie.

It was no ordinary book.

The war against the Demonic Cult that I experienced in my previous life involved not only bloodshed but also tens of thousands of types of poison.

As the leader of the Demon Swordsmen, Hanbin had to know all the techniques.

He knew the enemy’s methods and sometimes used them.

Even in his previous life, Hanbin was one of the few people who knew how to use and remove blood clots.

Hanbin crossed his arms and observed the situation.

The complexion of those sitting cross-legged has returned.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough to make me feel like I was alive.

Jang Ja-myeong only cared for his younger sister.

I don’t know how long I was stuck here, but it was clear that it would take a while for me to regain my strength.

Hanbin had no time to wait.

This was the poisonous depths of Baekdokmun.

When the sun went down, Hanbin and Cheonghwa would be okay, but the rest of the people were in danger.

Hanbin, who had been observing the situation for a while, approached them.

Then he thought of one of the first techniques of the Yongrin Sword Technique.

‘Knight Resurrection!’

It was a method to restore the original condition of the object.

The problem was that there were six patients.

Hanbin divided it into exactly six equal parts and spread it out among them.

Calculating, I would have recovered about one-seventh of my energy.

There was one reason why Hanbin did not revive the knights from the beginning.

That was because there was a possibility that blood stasis would remain.

What if the effect of knight revival affects blood pressure?

It leads to unimaginable results.

Thanks to Hanbin’s revival, breathing sounds could be heard here and there.

As if they had just woken up from their tension, they stared blankly at Hanbin and his group.

Judging by the blood flowing to his face, the effect of the revival was better than expected.

Just looking at his face, it seemed like he had recovered half of his energy.

One of them opened his mouth.

“Is it the death penalty?”

She was the woman that Jang Ja-myeong called Samae.

Jang Ja-myeong nodded quietly.

“Yes, it’s me.”

“I heard everything.”

“Hear… … ?”

“I heard the voice of the executioner in my dream. He asked me to spare my life… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong’s expression hardened at her words.

It was unintentionally that his confession was overheard by his wife.

I looked to the side and saw Hanbin smiling.

At that moment, a possibility occurred to Jang Ja-myeong.

Jang Ja-myeong turned his head and looked at Han Bin, then asked in a low voice.

“Gongzi Peng, was the probability of the treatment actually successful really five percent?”

“Now that I think about it, it was ten percent. Of course, if someone had interfered, the probability would have been lower.”

“hmm.”

Jang Ja-myeong coughed and turned his head away.

No matter how much I thought about it, it seemed like Hanbin had led me to shout out my true feelings.

At that time, Jang Ja-myeong’s younger sister said.

“The death penalty is my hero. And my priests too.”

This time his voice was quite loud, as if he had regained his energy.

Thanks to that, everyone could hear clearly.

* * *

An hour later.

Hanbin and his group were barely able to escape the poisonous poison.

Jang Ja-myeong continued to glance behind him.

That would be the case, as Jang Ja-myeong’s sisters and other disciples were following behind.

He was wearing the uniform of the Red Blood Tiger Corps, not the uniform of the Baekdokmun.

Because they were still too weak to walk alone, they were supported by the Red Tigers.

Jang Ja-myeong’s younger sister was especially supported by Seol-hwa.

In some ways, it was special treatment.

If you leave your daughter to Seolhwa, you don’t have to worry about her safety.

The fastest one here was Hanbin, followed by Seolhwa.

When circumstances were unfavorable, the first thing that could be done to avoid danger was a story.

Jang Ja-myeong was grateful for this consideration.

On the one hand, there were some parts that were incomprehensible.

Because I thought there was no reason to make them change their clothes.

Since I had overcome a near-death experience, it was right to quickly return to Baekdokmun and report the situation.

But Hanbin transformed them into members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.

Not only the clothes, but also the disguise was put into great detail.

Even if their original appearances returned, no one would recognize them.

When Jang Ja-myeong saw it, it was a perfect disguise.

The intention was to thoroughly hide this incident.

What on earth could be the reason?

I was curious, but I didn’t ask Jang Ja-myeong.

There must have been a reason why Hanbin didn’t tell me.

What’s even stranger is that Samae doesn’t even remember why this happened to her.

They said that they met with an accident while leaving Baekdokmun to buy supplies for the Baekdokjihoe.

It is said that the enemy did not make any demands.

After suppressing the bloodline, he planted a blood clot and then locked himself in a strange space.

It is said that six people were affected at the same time.

Everything was in limbo.

Jang Ja-myeong kept looking back because he was worried about his sister-in-law.

At that moment, Hanbin spoke with a smile.

“My eyes are going to pop out, Rep. Jang.”

“Oh, no.”

“I don’t need to write a contract, right?”

“A contract?”

“What Congressman Jang promised me earlier.”

“……ah.”

“A promise is a promise, so you will keep it, right?”

“Of course. I won’t lie. I promise on my honor.”

“I’m a little suspicious of you putting your honor on the line.”

When Hanbin laughed, Jang Ja-myeong quickly answered.

“You can also buy it.”

“haha.”

Hanbin laughed as if he couldn’t believe it.

Hanbin knew that Jang Ja-myeong would keep his promise.

The problem is that Hanbin cannot accept the promise of eternal loyalty.

It was only natural that it should be sent when the time came.

It’s like sending a child off to get married.

They continued walking towards Baekdokmun.

How far did it go?

It was when I saw the wall in the distance.

A strange sight appeared before my eyes.

People dressed in various costumes were lined up at the main gate of Baekdokmun.

It was clear that some of them had been sleeping there, as they had even lit bonfires.

Jang Ja-myeong tilted his head.

Even though we escaped the poisonous forest, the danger outside the fence was still there, in Baekdok Valley.

But why are they lining up like that?

Looking at the situation, it was clear that the Germans had participated in the Baekdokjihoe.

Hanbin, who saw them, walked towards them without any problem.

Hanbin, who was walking unsteadily, looked at Jang Ja-myeong.

“Do you know any of them?”

“Yes. The three striped uniforms over there are the poison of the Samdokmun. And the red uniform over there is the Jeokhyeolmun, not the Sapa, but one of the poisons. And… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong explained them without stopping.

After the explanation was over, Hanbin tilted his head.

“Then, aren’t all the Germans in the Central Plains gathered here? Then who attended the Baekdokjihoe?”

“that…….”

Jang Ja-myeong couldn’t answer.

Come to think of it, I’ve recited all the reading passages that would be worthy of attending a Baekdokjihoe.

So the current situation meant that the door was locked and the guest was left behind.

How on earth did this happen?

Jang Ja-myeong had previously helped Moon-ju conduct the Baekdokjihoe.

As far as he knew, there was no such example.

It was clear that something had changed.

* * *

Hanbin and his group stood in front of the Germans.

The Germans were wary of Hanbin and his group who suddenly appeared.

Jang Ja-myeong, who had some familiarity with them, quickly introduced Han Bin and his group.

“This is the Grand Prince of the Habuk Peng family. And over there is the Wudang faction… … .”

Although they exchanged greetings at Jang Ja-myeong’s introduction, the Germans’ eyes sparkled even more sharply.

That’s understandable, since the Germans were closer to the opposition than to the political faction.

Among the numerous Dokmun, only Sacheondangga was able to establish itself as a orthodox sect, while the rest were all closer to the Sasang sect.

When I used the expression “close to Sapa” here, I meant that I was not strictly speaking belonging to Sapa.

So it was natural that they viewed the political party with suspicion.

The basic idea of ​​the political parties was that poison was a secret and cowardly means.

Jang Ja-myeong, who was in the middle of the introduction, tilted his head.

That’s because Hanbin, who was next to me until just now, disappeared.