Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 97



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Episode 97. Underwater War (1)

A number of people asked the sighing number of people.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Why, why? Because I almost died. By the way, I didn’t know Chaeju would hit us in the back of the head.”

“That’s right. The Akga, Musi Geomga, Habuk Pengga, and even the Shanxi Samsal are all moving together, so it’s ridiculous to poke us in there. Let’s wash our hands of it now, hyung.”

“What kind of money do we have… … .”

“Isn’t this ship there? There’s also some stuff to sell in the warehouse below.”

“Hmm, you have a point.”

“But it’s a bit like that here, so it would be better to go down a little further and sort it out.”

“Yes, it’s a shame that Geom-oh was taken away, but it’s right that at least the living should have food to eat. Gather the brothers.”

As the new leader raised his sword high, the other sailors on board shouted.

“Wow!”

“For a new start!”

“Now let’s get out of here!”

As everyone’s cheers echoed throughout the ship, someone in the hold below the ship stirred and murmured in a low voice.

“Um, it’s noisy… … .”

It was someone’s snoring.

It was a woman with long hair tied up tightly and a hairpin in her hair.

She is none other than Musoyul.

The motion sickness was so severe that it was too severe.

Previously, when the ship was rocking and spinning violently, she fell into a hole made by the two jaw forces against her will.

Fortunately, he fell onto the pile of food below and was not injured, but he immediately lost consciousness. No, rather than losing consciousness, he fell asleep.

Although she was called the Iron-Blooded Lady, her body was not strong enough to endure this arduous journey.

On top of that, I got into this state because I was suffering from seasickness.

She is fast asleep on a sack of grain.

The rebels, unaware that there was still no return, continued to shout.

“For!”

“let’s go!”

The seventh group of the Gangbuk 12-su-ro-chae, who were making a new start, were planning a new life without even knowing that a disaster was brewing below.

* * *

A few days later, in the reception room of the Jeongui Maeng Hanam branch.

A large table and antique folding chairs fill the wall.

At a large table, a man was tapping the arm of a chair, waiting for the door to open.

The tall man with sharp eyes straightened his back proudly, reminiscent of a crane.

If you just look at his appearance, you could say he was a scholar of the Confucian school.

However, the way his mouth smiled so viciously reminded me of a snake.

A snake and a crane?

It was a slightly mismatched appearance.

In keeping with the scholar-like atmosphere, he took out his painting album and was looking at it.

The album was filled with numbers.

His name is Jeong Hwi-ji.

He was the second son of the Hanam Jeongga.

It was a similar lineage to that of other Sega families.

Because the Hanam Jeongga family had not yet completed the change of head of the household, they were not receiving proper treatment despite being of high rank.

But now things are different.

After the head of the Hanam Jeongga family fell ill with an unknown illness, Jeong Hwi-ji was leading the family together with Jeong In-ji, the head of the small family.

He, currently the second-in-command of Hanam Jeongga, was looking fiercely at the numbers in the painting.

It was natural, in a way, since he was on the same boat as Mrs. Jeong-hwa.

Then the door opened with a bang.

Jeong Hui-ji quickly closed the sketchbook.

As the door opened, a man wearing a uniform with the word “Jeong” written on it walked over and politely offered his blessing.

“Thank you for waiting for a long time, Jeong Dae-hyeop. I am Hwang Ji-yong, the head of the Hanam branch of the Justice Alliance.”

The man who was sitting also slowly got up from his seat.

“It is an honor to meet you, Daehyeop. I am Jeong Hwi-ji of Hanam Jeongga.”

Jeong Hwi-ji also faced the lottery.

“I have heard of the fame of Hanam Kwaigeom Daehyeop. Please take a seat. I will bring tea right away.”

Hanam Kwai-geom is Jeong Hwi-ji’s nickname.

It was a nickname given to him because he stood out for his speed among the swordsmen of Hanam Jeongga, who valued speed.

In fact, this broke Jeong Hui-ji’s heart.

Although he was given the title of a swordsman who was good at using the sword of Hanam Jeongga, he was actually pushed out in the competition for the small-scale swordsmanship.

After a brief greeting, the two sat down at the same time.

Hwang Ji-yong carefully examined Jeong Hwi-ji.

As expected from the best swordsman in Hanam Jeongga, his momentum was extraordinary.

Hwang Ji-yong stroked his chin and wondered why Jeong Hui-ji had come.

It was clear that Jeong Hwi-ji had come to ask for the escort of Cheong Myeong-hwan, who was currently in transit.

Jeong Ui-maeng also had ears, so he was well aware of the current situation.

A parade starting from Habukpengga to Hanamjeongga.

The main character of that performance was a young man named Cheongmyeonghwan.

Cheongmyeonghwan, who is showing interest not only in Sapa but also in Jeongpa.

The Jeongui Maeng Hanam branch deliberately pretended not to know about this incident.

Because there was no benefit to coming forward.

However, if things escalate any further from here, we are ready to intervene at any time.

Hwang Ji-yong tilted his head as he observed the other person’s expression, wondering what he should say first.

I couldn’t read the other person’s emotions from their expression. Their face was as hard as if a sheet of iron had been placed on it.

It’s like having a protective shield over your face.

While Hwang Ji-yong was hesitating, a maid came with tea.

Steam rose from the teacup, easing the awkward atmosphere.

Hwang Ji-yong knew now was the time to speak.

“Daehyeop, let me tell you our position on the escort of Cheongmyeonghwan.”

“Please tell me.”

“First of all, I have nothing to say except that I am embarrassed. I will try to find a way to help you.

In response to Hwang Ji-yong’s answer, Jeong Hui-ji slammed her teacup down on the table.

widely!

The tea splashed slightly as it hit the table. However, strangely, the drop did not leave the teacup even an inch. This means that the teacup was covered with internal energy.

When Jeong Hui-ji showed off his military force, Hwang Ji-yong narrowed his eyes.

The tea in the teacup remained the same.

Hwang Ji-yong thought it was meant to show force.

Since there is a sin committed, it is not something that can be confronted with force.

Hwang Ji-yong lowered his head slightly and opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry you’re very upset.”

Jeong Hui-ji shook his head slightly.

“Don’t you understand what I mean?”

“What do you mean by meaning?”

“I think what happens in this convoy is like tea in a teacup.”

“What do you mean?”

“If no one gets involved, there is no need to collect any rumors or any results.”

Hwang Ji-yong stared at the teacup.

Jeong Hui-ji put down his teacup so hard that the table shook.

It seemed like a second show of force.

However, the intensity was several times greater than the previous movement.

The table is still shaking.

But the tea did not spill.

It is said that the top of the teacup was covered with internal energy.

The car said it was a convoy.

Then Jeong Hui-ji continued speaking.

“Since your father is getting older, won’t the head of the Hanam Jeongga change soon?”

His intention was clear.

The second son of Hanam Jeongga wants the death of Jeong Mu-ryong, the current head of Hanam Jeongga.

If we make a little more prediction from there, it was clear that Jeong Hwi-ji wanted to take over the position of head of the household.

“Go… … .”

Hwang Ji-yong trailed off.

It was to get what one wanted from the other person.

Jeong Hui-ji continued speaking nonchalantly, as if he knew what it meant.

“If I become the head of the household, won’t the keys to the granary be mine? What does it matter what I take out? Come to think of it, it’s about time for Branch Manager Hwang Ji-yong’s son to enter the Justice Alliance’s Cheonryong Academy. In order to not fall behind in the competition, he’ll need to receive support for elixirs as well… … .”

“hmm.”

Hwang Ji-yong looked at Jeong Hwi-ji and tapped his temple.

For a moment, Jeong Hwi-ji and Hwang Ji-yong’s gazes met in midair.

The two eyes that had been burning for a moment became one.

Hwang Ji-yong picked up his teacup.

Hwang Ji-yong, who had been biting his lip slightly, opened his mouth.

“I have confirmed the intention of the Great Hyup. Can I understand it as the intention of the Hanam Jeongga?”

“Yes, Hanamjeongga’s intentions and my intentions are the same.”

“Yes, I understand. Then, could you please leave a request? I am also a person who eats the food of the Justice League… … .”

“Let’s do that.”

Jeong Hui-ji raised the corners of his lips.

Even if it was called a request, it would just be a piece of paper once the job was done.

I could write dozens of documents that would never be revealed to the world.

Jeong Hui-ji thought that the work he had requested had sufficient justification.

It was a clear justification that Hanam Jeongga would take care of Hanam Jeongga’s affairs, so no one should worry about it.

Of course, I had no intention of escorting the convoy coming from Habukpengga.

It didn’t matter even if the convoy arrived safely.

That’s how it was laid out.

As Jeong Hui-ji left the Jeongui Alliance Hanam branch, one of his subordinates came running towards him.

“Master, how has your work gone?”

“Are there any gaps in what I do?”

“Oh my, that can’t be.”

“By the way, did you do well in carrying out the tasks I instructed you to do?”

“Yes, I will guide you now. I have selected the best of the best among the Ronin.”

“You have to take responsibility for those words.”

“Yes, then come this way.”

Jeong Hui-ji’s subordinates quickly guided him to a shabby manor.

This place, which had no signboard, was a market and martial arts studio where Hanam ronin traded.

There will be a ronin here ready to help with his work. Jeong Hwi-ji entered the ronin market with a face full of anticipation.

Buck! Buck!

Jeong Hui-ji turned his head at the sound of the weapons clashing.

There was a man and a woman fighting with swords.

Jeong Hui-ji’s face suddenly crumpled.

“You asked me to deduce the truth, so why did you bring a woman?”

In response to Jeong Hui-ji’s question, Su-ha pointed to a woman wielding a sword in the distance.

“Your Majesty, please look a little further.”

Buck! Buck!

Sparks flew as the swords clashed. But the situation was strange.

The woman was unilaterally pushing the man.

A slim body with dark skin.

He didn’t look like he would put in much effort.

Because of her dark skin, she looked like an ordinary person, but her body shape, revealed by her tight-fitting martial arts uniform, was so outstanding that it surpassed even the most famous gisaengs in the capital.

But how can you push a man so recklessly?

Jeong Hui-ji narrowed his eyes.

“It’s clearly not the work of a political faction.”

“Yes, that’s right. Even in Sapa, they don’t use herbivorous foods that are so indifferent to water and fire.”

“Yes. Where did you come from?”

“I heard you came from Haenam.”

“Haenam… … .”

Jeong Hui-ji looked at the female warrior, touching his chin. Then he nodded.

It was because I thought there was some truth to what my subordinate, Haenam, said.

In Haenam, the people’s skin was dark because of the sea breeze.

The woman with dark skin was, of course, Sim Mi-ho.

Sim Mi-ho felt someone’s gaze on her, but she was absorbed in her martial arts.

The combination of the weight-bearing glans penis and the internal energy he had developed over time was truly amazing.

I was just blowing away all the fatigue that had built up over time with this knife.

Sim Mi-ho found the current situation very strange.

The mission she was given was simple.

He said that if you go to the Hanam Ronin Market, someone from Hanam Jeongga who is looking for skilled Ronins will come.

At that time, you were given a generous amount of money and told to go under it.

After that, Hanbin said he would give orders himself.

What is happening here now?

And how does the lord know so much about what’s going on here?

After a moment of worry, Sim Mi-ho swung her sword with ease.