Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 74



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Episode 74. The Good Guy, the Bad Guy, and the Worse Guy (3)

Hanbin said.

“If you want to fight me, make a promise first, Sa-jil.”

Even if he was told to be a traitor at the end of every sentence, Seo Jae-oh couldn’t say anything in return.

Instead, he lowered his speech to her as he usually did.

“What promise are you talking about?”

“Please promise to faithfully follow the rules of the Cheonsujang until the battle begins.”

“What do you mean? Why are you attaching conditions when you can fight right away?”

“My body hasn’t recovered, I’m sick.”

“hmm.”

Seo Jae-oh had nothing to say. He couldn’t force himself to ask for a favor when he was feeling unwell.

Then Hanbin said.

“I will put this promise in writing.”

“Did you really mean what you just said?”

Instead of answering, Hanbin clapped his hands.

match!

At that sound, a sledgehammer came running from somewhere.

In front of Hanbin, Cheolno naturally opened the bundle in his right hand and spread out his writing brush and ink.

Seo Jae-oh was quite surprised at the sight.

Hanbin said.

“I have written down everything I said here. There are two documents. If Sajill and I sign them, this document will be effective as a contract promising non-combat. Do you accept my promise of non-combat?”

Hanbin looked at Seo Jae-oh with serious eyes.

When Seo Jae-oh met those eyes, something stirred in his heart and he remembered the incident from a week ago.

The end of enlightenment that was finally caught in that fight.

Although it was a difficult task, Seo Jae-oh continued to yearn for the end of that enlightenment.

I felt like I could reach that realization if I crossed swords with Hanbin again.

Besides, if he didn’t sign now, he would be running away.

Seo Jae-oh reached out and took the brush that Han-bin handed him.

Whoosh.

After Seo Jae-oh signed, Han Bin handed him the contract.

“Congratulations, Sajil. I will protect this content with the honor of the temple, Sajil.”

“I too will protect the honor of the Buddhist order.”

Seo Jae-oh also nodded.

Hanbin took the contract and disappeared with Hong Chil-gae as if nothing had happened.

Seo Jae-oh, who was left alone, looked over the contents of the contract.

Actually, the content was nothing special.

Until then, all we had to do was follow the rules of the Cheonsujang.

That was when.

I heard a strange sound from the side.

It was a place with thick bamboo.

Seo Jae-oh, who felt something was strange, walked towards the sound while making quiet footsteps.

Sasa-sak.

The sound of clothes being dragged could be heard, but the other person seemed not to sense Seo Jae-oh’s presence and continued to raise his voice.

Seo Jae-oh’s eyes widened as he approached and checked their faces.

It was because it was a face he was familiar with.

Sim Mi-ho spread his hands and shouted to everyone.

“Okay, okay, am I right? Everyone, put up your stakes?”

“Wow, this is crazy. How did it pass in less than a day? How did Deputy Chief Sim know?”

So Dae-seop looked at Sim Mi-ho with a shocked expression.

At that time, Jang Ja-myeong, who was standing next to me, spoke with a grin.

“Isn’t that a bit too much? I said I would send it tomorrow, but it’s only a day apart. Are you going to accept it from me too?”

“Representative Jang, a bet is a bet.”

“You have so much money, you’re going too far. Deputy Chief Sim, don’t you know that I’m doing this for free?”

“How would I know?”

“Wow, you’ve been by my lord’s side for so long that even your personality resembles mine.”

“Representative Jang, did you just swear?”

“Huh, what did I swear at you for? Is it an insult to say that I resemble my lord?”

“Do you know that Assemblyman Jang is also becoming like his lord?”

“Ah, why are you saying such gossip······.”

Jang Ja-myeong coughed and turned his head.

Jang Ja-myeong turned his head and a familiar man’s face came into his sight.

It was Seo Jae-oh who was the target of their bet.

Seo Jae-oh roughly figured out that the person they were talking about was him.

The absurd thing is that even though they had overheard their conversation, they looked at him as if nothing had happened.

Seo Jae-oh tilted his head and asked.

“What on earth are you doing? Gossiping about someone behind their back. And you’re the one who’s the midwife······.”

However, Seo Jae-oh could not continue speaking.

Because Sim Mi-ho pointed to the area next to him and gestured with his hand.

“Please sit over here for now.”

“What on earth were you talking about?”

Seo Jae-oh’s tone of speech was calm.

In fact, just a little while ago, he would have been furious.

However, in the current situation where distribution is being pushed back, we cannot help but be cautious.

“Oh, nothing else. We were making a bet on when Daehyeop would sign the slave contract.”

“A slave contract? What do you mean? Heh heh.”

“No, you don’t know even though you signed it?”

“I never signed a slave contract. I was only promised a contract.”

“Haha, did you read the content?”

“Of course I confirmed it. I am a disciple of the Daehwasanpa. There is no way I could be treated so easily. The only condition was that I had to follow the rules of the Cheonsujang.”

“Haha.”

“Why are you laughing so badly?”

“Have you looked up the rules of the Cheonsujang?”

“that······.”

“Do you know what the first rule of Cheon Soo Jang is?”

“······.”

As Seo Jae-oh blinked, Jang Ja-myeong, who was watching from the side, spoke.

“First, everyone belonging to the Heavenly Life Sect lives and dies under the orders of the Four Great Masters, Pang Hanbin. This is the first rule.”

“What on earth do you mean?”

“The Great Swordsman clearly stated that he would follow the rules of the Heavenly Swordsman, so now there is no way to escape.”

“I am the kind of person who will return as soon as the rain is over.”

“What if I don’t accept the offer?”

“How could you not accept the offer? You promised to accept it when you recovered.”

“Then who will confirm that everything has been recovered?”

“ah.”

“There is a saying in gambling that goes, ‘Guts’.”

“hmm.”

“If you show off and don’t bet, it’s over. I heard the payout is low. Tsk tsk.”

When Sim Mi-ho clicked her tongue, Seo Jae-oh’s eyes wavered.

“Surely not, the direct descendant of the Habuk Peng family is trying to deceive the disciples of the Hwasan faction······.”

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong suddenly intervened.

“Daehyeop, how many years is the contract?”

“Huh, how many years is the contract? You said you’d leave once the military service was over, right, Congressman?”

Seo Dae-oh’s attitude toward Jang Ja-myeong, who took care of him day and night, was polite.

In fact, it is true that Jang Ja-myeong also felt compassion for him while taking care of him for a week.

“Can you show me the contract?”

Jang Ja-myeong snatched Seo Jae-oh’s contract.

Sim Mi-ho, So Dae-seop, and members of the Tiger Squad rush to his side.

Jang Ja-myeong, who was slowly looking over the contract, sighed.

“It’s a lifetime contract.”

“What, what does that mean?”

“As Chief Sim said earlier, if our Confucius refuses to do the secret mission, shouldn’t we stay until the end? Well, it’s fine for us. If Plum Blossom Inspector is with us.”

As Jang Ja-myeong smiled, Seo Dae-o asked.

“Then, did you use it too, Representative Jang?”

“Fortunately, I have three years.”

After finishing speaking, Jang Ja-myeong opened his chest wide.

People are creatures who always live by comparing themselves to others. Jang Ja-myeong, who thought he would have to work until he died for three years without any pay, was depressed at first.

However, when someone who signed a lifelong contract like this appeared, I felt a strange sense of superiority.

In fact, Seo Jae-oh had mixed feelings.

In order to obtain the enlightenment I felt while practicing martial arts, the martial arts with Hanbin was essential.

In other words, even if I were to go out, I wouldn’t go out until the rain. However, I didn’t want to be tied down like this.

As a disciple of the Hwasan faction, I wanted to travel the world and fulfill my dream of becoming a great warrior. But for the time being, I couldn’t even dream of it.

At that time, Jang Ja-myeong spoke to him as if to comfort him.

“Don’t make that face, Daehyeop.”

“Well, it’s okay. But I’m a little upset that I lost not only in the fight but also in such a trivial transaction.”

“Our lord has spoken.”

As Jang Ja-myeong’s expression hardened as if he was thinking of something, Seo Jae-oh also tilted his upper body.

“What are you talking about that makes your expression so serious?”

“Well, it’s nothing much, so just listen to it.”

“Yes, I will listen.”

“Which person do you think has the advantage in a fight, a good person or an evil person?”

“Well, from the perspective of a disciple of the Hwasan faction who walks the path of the right path······.”

“Let’s not talk about such stereotypical things. Isn’t it true that not all political parties are made up of only good people?”

“Well then, let me be honest. In a world where you never know who might strike you in the back of the head, I think being a bad guy has the advantage.”

“Yes, that’s right. But they say it’s not always the case that the bad guys have the advantage.”

Jang Ja-myeong smiled bitterly as he recalled the memory from a while ago. He had nothing to say since he was a bad guy who had solved the mountain poison problem.

Seo Jae-oh asked Jang Ja-myeong.

“Are you saying that good guys sometimes win, even if it’s not necessarily to their advantage?”

“No, it’s the worse guy who wins.”

Seo Jae-oh couldn’t refute it because it was partially true. He just burst into laughter.

“Haha, who the hell said that?”

In response to his question, Jang Ja-myeong looked somewhere outside the bamboo forest.

Seo Jae-oh’s gaze also turned there.

Of course, that was the direction where Hanbin and Hong Chil-gae disappeared.

* * *

Hanbin and Hong Chil-gae were facing each other at the main gate of Cheonsujang.

“Master, are you really going to leave?”

“The only martial arts I could teach you were the eighteen steps of begging. Since you have surpassed me in that realm, there is nothing more I can teach you. And······.”

When Gun Chil Gae paused for a moment, Han Bin slightly lowered his head.

“Please speak.”

“Anyway, wasn’t my position needed?”

“Ah, that······.”

As Hanbin trailed off, Hong Chil-gae smiled like a Taoist monk.

“Haha, seeing you avoiding my eyes, I guess our disciple still has some conscience left.”

“Of course. If you introduce me without my conscience, it would be like discussing a bow without the bowstring.”

“Okay, I understand. You can stop spiting. Even when I leave this place, you will still be my disciple, so walk with your head held high.”

Hanbin raised his head and looked into Hong Chil-gae’s eyes.

What Hong Chil-gae was saying now was that he would acknowledge him as a formal disciple, not as a temporary teacher.

It was like saying that although there is no obligation, we should acknowledge each other’s feelings.

Hanbin bowed his head deeply.

“Yes, I understand, Master.”

“Okay. I’ll go and take a look.”

Hong Chil-gae tapped Han Bin on the shoulder.

At that moment, Hanbin glanced to the side and gestured to Cheolno.

Cheolno handed a bundle to Hanbin.

Hong Chil-gae narrowed his eyes at the sight and asked.

“What are you trying to do again, my disciple?”

“Don’t misunderstand, Master, this is the sincerity of a disciple. And I left the clothes as they were without washing them.”

Hong Chil-gae peeked into the bundle.

It was the clothes he came here wearing.

And you can also see a gold coin. It was a gift Hanbin received from the palace.

Hong Chil-gae smiled pleasantly and disappeared, leaving only the sound of grass crunching instead of answering.

Sasa-sak.

It is the eighteen steps of begging that are spread out to the extreme.

With Hanbin, Hong Chil-gae’s eighteen steps of begging were in full bloom.

* * *

Two months later.

Habukpangga was going about its business as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, the same was true of Cheonsujang. The occasional scream reminded me that this place used to be called Gwigokjang.

Of course, the scream was the cry of a real person.

“Please give me my contract!”