Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 613



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613. Battle of wits (3)

For some reason, the palace had been completely blocking information about the Cheonsan Blood Wolf since some point.

Information was being blocked not only in the palace but also in Haomen and Gaebong.

Actually, there was a misunderstanding about this part.

It wasn’t like the palace had been blocking information from the beginning.

The first to block it were the Gudaemun faction that was keeping the Saseungsega in check, and after that, the forces that were keeping Queen Hyeon and Princess Hyomyeong in check blocked the information.

However, I heard through a source in the palace what measures had been taken.

I heard that in the palace, they made a dagger from the claws of a Cheonsan Blood Wolf.

And it is said that he gave the dagger to the prince and princess.

The remaining two were given to the expert who caught the Cheonsan Blood Wolf.

That sword was the Blood Wolf Sword.

At first glance, it was clearly the claw of a Cheonsan Blood Wolf.

But why does the author have it?

This was one of three cases.

The opponent is either a prince or a master who has captured the Heavenly Mountain Blood Wolf.

If not, you must be friends with a master who caught Cheonsan Blood Wolf.

All three were worst-case scenarios.

It was said that there was definitely a connection to the palace.

To Kang Ho-in, the word ‘imperial palace’ was a word more unpleasant than the word ‘poison’.

Hanbin nodded nonchalantly to Dokho, who was slightly nervous.

“As much as you want.”

Hanbin turned the direction while lightly holding the blade of the Woohyeolranggeom between his index finger and thumb.

Whoosh.

The handle naturally turned towards the sword.

“then…….”

Geomho received the Blood Wolf Sword.

His eyes widened as he stroked it with his hand.

I was skeptical, but it really was the Blood Wolf Sword.

It was clearly a spirit’s claw, light yet sharp enough to cut through iron.

The swordsman, who was looking back and forth between Hyulranggeom and Hanbin, asked.

“T-This is really an item made from the claws of a Cheonsan Blood Wolf? As far as I know, this is an item made in the palace.”

“you’re right.”

“Then, are you perhaps from the palace… … .”

“Please don’t misunderstand. It’s a dagger made in the palace and given to me as a gift. It’s called the Blood Wolf Sword.”

“I’ve heard of the Blood Wolf Sword… … . I heard that the palace gave one sword to each prince and princess. I heard that two swords were given to someone called Blood Wolf Prince. Why does the Fourth Prince of the Habuk Peng Family have one? Is there some kind of relationship with the unidentified master called Blood Wolf Prince… … .”

Dokho carefully observed Hanbin’s expression.

Hanbin continued speaking without changing his expression.

“Because I am the Blood Wolf Prince.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin gestured towards Cheonghwa.

Cheonghwa ran over and took out the Zuo Xue Lang Sword from her bosom.

Hanbin accepted the Zuo Xue Lang Sword and slowly pulled it out of its scabbard.

Ssuk.

At that sight, Geomho said.

“Two identical blood-stained swords… … .”

Seol-hwa suddenly appeared in front of the slightly surprised Geom-ho.

With a face full of discontent, he snatched the blood-curdling sword from his hand.

Seolhwa looked at Geomho as if she was looking at a thief trying to steal the Woohyeolranggeom.

The swordsman who gave me the dagger was ticklish.

“I just wanted to check the truth. I had no intention of stealing anything.”

Seolhwa narrowed her eyes as she put the sword back in its sheath.

“They are not the same. This is a right-handed sword, and that is a left-handed sword.

“You have a name. I’m sorry.”

Dokho was slightly embarrassed.

It’s not that I was upset that you’d steal it, it’s that I was upset that you called my name wrong!

This was a situation that even Dokho could not have imagined.

“Yes, it’s the name our Confucius gave me.”

“But who are you?”

“My name is Seolhwa, the goddess of Seolsan Mountain who serves Confucius.”

“You’re the goddess of Seolsan Mountain?”

“Yes, over there on the side is the goddess Cheongsan, Dang Cheonghwa.”

Seolhwa pointed to Cheonghwa.

Cheonghwa shrugged her shoulders and turned her head away, as if embarrassed.

There was a separate reason why he called Cheonghwa by her last name, unlike other times.

As expected, the reaction that Seolhwa had been hoping for came out.

“Are you by any chance a descendant of the Sacheondangmun?”

“Yes, that’s right. He is the direct descendant. He is the successor that the King has chosen. He is the younger brother who serves the prince together with me.”

Seol-hwa continued speaking like flowing water from a green mountain.

For Germans, Sacheondangmun is an object of envy.

Even Baekdokmun, one of the two major mountain ranges of Germanic writing, is cautious when evaluating Sacheondangmun.

At that time, one particularly annoying word stuck in my ears.

It was the expression ‘to gather’.

then?

The information gathered in Dokho’s head began to become tangled.

The Habuk Peng family is a family that ranks at the bottom of the ten generations of the family.

But, the direct descendant of the Sichuan Tang clan, which is said to be the highest of the ten great sages in the world, is the maid of the Lord Sa of the Hebei Peng family?

Even though I spent my time buried in the Baekdokmun while studying poison, I didn’t think I lived with my ears and eyes closed.

But when I saw the four Confucius of Habukpengga in front of me, I couldn’t help but sigh.

I couldn’t help but lament my own lack of information.

He instinctively pointed inward and said.

“I will take care of it. Come here… … .”

Dokho trailed off with a bewildered expression.

How dare you use honorifics to address such a young junior!

Even though he used the expression that he was a direct descendant of the Sacheondangmun, he didn’t need to do the same to himself.

Dokho looked at his subordinates for a moment.

The luggage avoid eye contact.

Dokho’s expression crumpled. It was clear that his subordinates had already noticed.

It can’t be helped that my reputation has fallen to the ground.

Dokho decided to personally guide Hanbin and his group.

* * *

How far did it go?

A large pavilion came into Hanbin’s sight.

Jang Ja-myeong, next to him, is pouting.

Hanbin knew the reason.

Why did Hanbin tell Samae to hide her identity?

It took the breath of the small group of Samae.

It is unlikely that they are trying to damage Baekdokmun by reducing its number of members.

It was left hidden, but there was an intention to dig up any information if there was any.

After the rescue, Hanbin interviewed them.

The problem is that none of them have complete memories after losing consciousness.

It could be an aftereffect of being single or having sex.

What exactly do they want?

To find out their goals, it was right to hide the pattern on this side.

until when?

Until the enemy reveals his teeth!

This was Hanbin’s basic plan.

I couldn’t tell everyone about these plans.

If you know the truth, it may be revealed unconsciously.

Now the main building with the reception room is just ahead.

First, I had to meet the head of this place and the master of the Baekryongmun.

After meeting them, it would become clear why Hyul-hu and Bae-gyeong were targeting this place.

It was while Hanbin was thinking of a plan.

Urgent footsteps were heard from behind.

Ta-da-dak.

Ta-da-dak.

When I turned my head, I could clearly see the warriors guarding the main gate.

They looked around and then approached Dokho.

Then I look at Hanbin’s group again.

It seems like he’s watching the situation.

When Dokho tilted his upper body, Musa finally whispered his intentions.

In that moment, Dokho’s eyes widened.

“Really?”

“Yes, that’s right. I just got there.”

“What happened to the enemies outside?”

“Everyone has retreated. So I guess we arrived safely.”

“Take the lead.”

“Your name.”

Musa turned around and ran in the same direction he had come from.

It seems like an urgent matter, so they even use light air combat.

Dokho looked at Hanbin.

“Please wait a moment.”

“As much as you want.”

As Hanbin nodded, Dokho flew away.

Whoosh.

The poisonous snake that made a sound of the wind soon caught up with the warrior who was ahead.

As they disappeared, Jang Ja-myeong approached.

“Prince Peng, what on earth is going on?”

“The group that went to rescue the poisonous snake has arrived safely.”

“Now, wait a minute. So you’re the group that went to find Dokkaebi?”

“According to Musa, they are the group that went missing.”

“If he is the disciple of Baekdokmun who disappeared… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong turned his head with surprised eyes.

There was a disciple of the Baekdokmun and a Samae disguised as a Red Blood Tiger.

They tilted their heads as if they hadn’t heard Hanbin and Jang Ja-myeong’s conversation.

Jang Ja-myeong quickly collected his expression.

It was clear that something absurd was about to happen at Baekdokmun.

Jang Ja-myeong went through many things while traveling with Han Bin.

Although I haven’t seen it myself, I’ve heard stories of monsters with identical faces.

And I’ve also heard stories of assassins who use amazing disguises.

Jang Ja-myeong looked at his younger brother over there once again.

It was to check if the purchase was fake.

He soon shook his head.

There was no way that Samae was fake. After rescuing Samae, we had quite a few conversations.

Over the past three years, we have been sharing stories that we haven’t been able to tell each other, and we have also been able to open up a little about our feelings.

He also knew all the secrets that only his sister and I knew.

However, Dokho, the private tutor, went out to meet another group of private tutors.

The point was that one of the two was fake.

Who is the fake?

Hanbin, who saw Jang Ja-myeong’s ever-changing expression, spoke softly.

“I understand what Congressman Jang is worried about, but please don’t show it too clearly.”

“yes?”

“Representative Jang, do you trust me?”

“When did I say I don’t trust Peng Gongzi?”

“Then, please watch the situation comfortably, Representative Jang.”

“Well, is that okay?”

“Questions like that are proof that you don’t trust me. I’m disappointed, Rep. Jang.”

“Oh, no. I believe it.”

There was a brief pause and a long silence fell before the pavilion.

The silence was broken just after Dokho returned.

Dokho paid respects to Jeokryongdaehyeop and Cheongunsashin and then looked at Hanbin and continued speaking.

“I apologize for causing trouble to you all due to urgent matters.”

“It’s okay. Well, it was raining outside, so what if it was only half an hour?”

“Hmm, that’s because there are circumstances within Baekdokmun.”

“What would you like to do?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I think it’s better to see the patient as soon as possible.”

“Oh, if that’s what you mean… … . I have put my message in there.”

“Oh, by the way, did you get your urgent matter resolved?”

“I don’t know if it was a blessing in disguise or a curse in disguise, but it ended well.”

Hanbin smiled as he looked at Dokho who had left a strange remark.

I think I know what it roughly means.

There was a story that the disciple of Baekdokmun who went out to find the poison horn was safe. However, it was unfortunate that he was unable to find the poison horn.

Hanbin was curious about the patient’s condition.

What diseases or poisons can be treated with narcotic?

Although the poison was a cure for poisonous people, I couldn’t think of anything that could be cured with it.

Hanbin only heard from Jang Ja-myeong’s sister that the patient needed to be alone, and he didn’t know anything more than that.

Based on the information I heard from my sister, I had to assume that throwing the poison horn into the Baekdokmun was the only thing that hit the mark, and the rest was purely luck.

Hanbin answered with a smile.

“Haha, I’m glad it turned out well.”

“Then come here.”

Dokho guided them to the largest reception room in Baekdokmun.

During the conversation, Dokho kept glancing toward the door.

Meeting with patients seemed to be outside Dokho’s purview.

Just then the door opened and the men came in.

Dokho’s face brightened after receiving his subordinate’s report.

“I’m ready. But only one person needs to go. Is that okay?”

“If you are sure that you are asking for help from me, who is famous for mystical medical skills in the land of Hebei and is known as the Living Buddha! I will gladly go.”