Namgung Se-ga is the Greatest Genius of all Time - Chapter 202



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Episode 202

Episode 202.

Zhuge Liang prepared for defense by deploying a divine formation.

Hwangbo Joong, Gu Man, Namgung Mu Baek, Han Tae Moon, Ahn Baek, and Paeng Gak, including Gwang Seung Ja, stood in front of the remaining Jungwon people from their respective positions and raised their spirits. With the determination to block the wave of fire from the front line.

however.

“They want to pretend to be cool until the end.”

“That won’t do. We can’t just leave it like that.”

Hwangbo Gyeom came forward and supported Hwangbo Joong, and Peng Hyang stood behind Peng Gak. Accordingly, Bingcheon Geom Bu Pyeong stood behind Han Tae Moon, and Heuk Ho stood behind An Baek, and each person came forward and began to take their positions.

“What about pretending to be cool?”

Gwangseungja looks ahead with a hollow laugh. There, a fierce battle is taking place.

The members of the Namgung family were enduring the storm of the Blood Demon and resisting the boundless pressure unleashed by the Four Emperors Blood Demon and Great Gyeopjin.

The three fathers and sons, including Namgung Ban, fought fiercely and shed blood while struggling against the blood demon.

“If they’re trying to act cool, then they’re the ones doing it. Why are they rushing at me like that?”

Zhuge Liang chuckled at Gwangseungja’s words. It was typical of Gwangseungja to say something that worried him in such a roundabout way.

“We should stop complaining and start moving.”

On the one hand, Zhuge Zhou was able to calm his mind and make up his mind. Because with just one word from Gwangseungja, everyone looked at him with clearer eyes than fear, as if they knew what they had to do and what they had to be prepared for.

“It’s extra.”

Woof!

Zhuge Zhou’s divine stones fell down as they were deployed to each location. At the same time, flames rose from countless wall-type bullets floating in the air.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh …

The fire demon of the wall bomb.

Even if it was called hellfire, it was so devastating that it was hard to believe. The Four Emperors Blood Demon was so frightening that it focused on eliminating the place where the Blood Demon could return to.

That’s not all.

The price for recklessly using the fire of the wall-crawler was high. The dragon-like blast of the fire dragon that had risen out of control seemed unstoppable.

At the moment when it seemed like he was going to swallow up all of the Namgung family members, Namgung Ban, who barely escaped the blood demon’s grasp, threw Namgung Moo-baek and Namgung Hyuk, who had fainted while being hit by the blood demon’s tension, and many of the remaining Namgung family members. He threw them without caring for his own safety, and it was Namgung Shin and Namgung Yeo-ul who were blocking the blood demon’s tension.

In this way, only Namgung Shin, Namgung Yeo-ul, and Namgung Ban remained, and they faced the tension of the blood demon head-on and were covered in the flames of the wall-crawler’s bullets.

Blood horse.

Namgung Peninsula.

Namgung Shindo.

Namgung Yeo-ul-do.

It was a fire demon that greedily devoured everyone in the palace, including the four people.

* * *

Clang.

“……uh?”

Namgung Gal looked at the broken teapot with an anxious face. After declaring that he would stay in Anhui Province to protect everyone, he was the one who led the Namgung family and firmly took a defensive stance.

I just stood there blankly staring at the broken teapot.

He was so scared that he thought the tea set he had been using was going to break. All of Namgung’s power, excluding himself, was directed towards the royal family, and there was still no news.

It’s been a long time since they left for the royal palace, and not a single hawk has shown any intention of returning.

“……Don’t worry. Your Majesty is just an ordinary person.”

It was his mother, Murong Yeli. She stroked Namgung Gal’s back. With a determined expression, she was nursing the woman who was fast asleep on the bed.

“Among the Namgung family members, are there any extraordinary people? Not least Madam Dang… No, didn’t your second eldest brother come like this?”

Madam Tang, and now he could call her second eldest brother, Murong Ye-ryeo gave the sleeping woman a title that was close to her. Her pale complexion gradually brightened, and her breathing, which had seemed to be on the verge of collapse, became even.

At first, I was so surprised to learn that Dang Mi-yeon was on the verge of death.

When they heard that she, who had left for Amipa, had shown amazing performances in the Yangtze River, everyone reacted with astonishment. And when they learned that she, who had been busy swinging her skirt, had returned to the martial arts world as a female warrior and had shown great performances as the mistress of the Namgung family, the people of the Namgung family had to grit their teeth.

Murong Ye-ryeo took care of her with all her might, and Namgung Gal also worked hard for the martial arts world of the Jeongpa clan, including Anhui. Under the name of Namgung Ga.

As Namgung Gal became anxious, the members of the Namgung family in Anhui also became anxious. Murong Yeli was also anxious, but she had to keep her mind from wavering.

Sometimes, while looking out the window, Mo Yong Yeol-ryeo would also think of Namgung Mu-baek.

“……Okay, Mother.”

“It will come as expected. Just wait a moment.”

And with those words, a clear voice passed between the mother and child.

“Let’s go, hyung!”

A boy who seemed so innocent and carefree came running through the door. Namgung-gal was about to scold the boy for his naivety, even pretending to be excited, but the boy covered his mouth with both his small hands and pointed his finger toward the window.

At that gesture, Namgung Gal turned his head to look out the window as he was about to say something.

“……!”

Namgung Gal’s eyes opened wide.

“Wall!”

“yes!”

“Let’s go!”

“yes!”

Namgung Gal ran outside, holding Namgung Byeok in her arms. The people she had waited for so long without fail had returned.

* * *

Dozens of emotions, including joy, sadness, sorrow, and more, swept over those who returned, to the point where the difference in level was considered to be huge.

The Ami faction was on the verge of extinction, the Hwasan faction lost all of its main force, and the Jongnam faction was destroyed. Among the members of the famous Jeong factions that went to the battlefield, there were only a handful of factions that survived because they fought in their own positions and even fought in the Imperial Palace Bloodshed.

The clothes of many people who participated in the Imperial Bloodshed, a great disaster that occurred in the imperial family, were placed on a carriage instead of their corpses.

Twenty-eight members of the Iron Blood Corps met their deaths. Over a hundred members of the Imperial Corps were extinguished without a sound. Over a thousand members of the Aguidan disappeared into the blood, and many who took part in the fight were on the brink of death, barely escaping.

“Namu Amitabha Buddha, Namu Amitabha Buddha, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.”

The sound of discontent reverberated in all directions, and the soul of the one who sacrificed his body to save others was comforted and sent to the paradise world.

“Immeasurable life Buddha. Immeasurable light Buddha.”

Toho guided them on their way and consoled the sorrow of the survivors. No one had a bright expression on their face.

Most of them were struggling to stop the bleeding by tying up their severed limbs with clothes, trying to close their eyes that had burst in the flames, or barely managing to stop the fluid from seeping out of their skin due to burns.

Among those who looked as if they had been defeated in a war was Namgung Ban.

he is,

He was shedding tears.

Was it because of the corpse on the cart?

And that corpse was someone that anyone with an enemy in Anhui would recognize. Namgung Gal had to keep his mouth shut as he looked at the corpse that was so badly crushed that he couldn’t even identify it.

The only person who is considered the elder and spiritual pillar of the Namgung family.

“……Elder.”

It was Namgung Yeo-ul. Even though he had died and turned into a corpse, his expression and smile were so kind that he could not even properly leave his form.

And that’s not all,

There was another corpse that Namgung Gal could see with his two eyes, and that was Namgung Shin. His corpse, known as the Overlord Sword and leading the Jewangdae, the best military group of Namgung Se, was also lying there.

The two men were covered with numerous military attire symbolizing the imperial era.

dump.

Namgung Gal collapsed as if his two legs, which had barely been supporting him, had collapsed, and countless others, including Murong Yeolli, were overcome with grief and cried their hearts out due to the grief that had spread.

But at that time.

“……Thank you! Thank you, hyung!”

A refreshing voice breaks the gloomy atmosphere.

The boy broke the gloomy atmosphere and ran out of Namgung Gal’s arms.

“Thank you, Grandpa! Uncle! And everyone.”

It was a voice so clear that it was difficult to read the mood and even share this sadness, but everyone, including Namgung Ban, soon realized that it was not true.

The boy was crying.

She was smiling, her tears melting away.

“I will never forget. When I become stronger, or even if I am not strong, I will definitely throw for everyone. Just like my grandfather did, and my uncle did.”

The tears that burst from his innocent expression continued to pour out without stopping, but he spoke in a bright voice. On the contrary, this caused everyone to burst into tears of emotions that they had been barely holding back.

“Oh my, why did you leave so early?”

“Why did you leave me here!”

“Ugh, ugh.”

And then, one by one, they collapsed and burst into tears, sobbing and wailing.

“Thank you. Thank you!”

“I live thanks to you all. I will live again!”

“Thank you! I will never forget you for the rest of my life!”

In the midst of the bursting tears and the whirlwind of emotions, many people opened their voices, shouting that they would take responsibility for the next generation, just as the boy, Namgung Byeok, had said.

“Long live Changcheon Namgung!”

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“Long live the Jeongpa martial arts world!”

“Thank you to the Unae Shipjon who protected the Jeongpa Murim! Glory to the sacrifice of the Iron Blood Corps!”

“Long live the Martial Arts Alliance!”

Many people’s voices were raised.

The moment I was immersed in sadness,

“Please let me join the Murim Alliance!”

“I don’t know how to do anything, but let me at least cook some food!”

“I don’t know about anything else, but I’m confident in my ability to work hard! Please help me with anything!”

“Roll me! Pick me!”

For the next generation, the warriors who fought and returned to protect the martial arts world, prepared to die in the midst of the endless battlefield, resonated with many who remained.

* * *

As winter passes and spring comes, the long snowy road melts and becomes a warm spring road, and flower petals bloom in abundance. As the blue and clear light makes new shoots sprout, when the blue and clear sky and clouds became a day with gentle breezes, Namgung Mu-baek called me.

“The Lord is looking for you.”

Namgung Bon, now a senior and a great elder, smiled at me. His sleeve was empty, as his left shoulder blade had disappeared, but Namgung Bon and I both looked as if we didn’t care.

“What could be happening?”

“Isn’t it time?”

“You’re right, but why are you throwing it away and going to enjoy your leisure time already? I told you not to, but you’re really stubborn.”

Namgung Bon smiled at those words.

“It seems that the wife thinks the opposite. She has a grown son, and she wants to see the benefits of her son.”

I see.

Now that you mention it, you might think that way.

“Okay, I’ll go now.”

I took that step. As expected,

“……Shouldn’t I also pass it on and enjoy the wind and clouds?”

I snorted.

“I knew you would say that, so I didn’t come. Where are you going when you are so honest?”

“Didn’t the elder tell you?”

“Is it true that you said you wanted to benefit from your grown son’s virtue?”

“Yes.”

I spoke firmly to Namgung Moo-baek, who was now calling me father.

“Good. I guess I should give the lord a piece of advice. The lord of the Martial Arts Alliance wants to get down to business in earnest.”

At those words, Namgung Moo-baek’s expression gradually changed to one of weariness. The leader of the Murim Alliance, Gwangseungja, and the generals, including Jegal Ju-hu, were sending messages. They kept sending messages that if he did not properly fulfill his position as the Great Lord of the Heavenly Heaven, they would come and find him.

However, the head of the household, Namgung Mu-baek, postponed it, saying that he had a lot to do. When he was nitpicking about the fact that he was trying to avoid the issue by bringing up his family, Namgung Mu-baek must have made a pale expression.

“Hohoho. I got it. Let’s go.”

I lowered my head at the woman’s voice. She was still gorgeous, and still looked poisonous with thorns like a rose, but her eyes, free of poison, were transparent.

“Please, aunt, help persuade father. And your second aunt too.”

Even Murong Ye-ryeo, who had been suppressing her laughter at my words, got up and straightened Namgung Mu-baek’s clothes.

“Your Highness, please forgive me. The head of the household has started talking about the wind and clouds recently, as if he has been possessed by a horse. We tried to stop him, but he was unwavering.”

The elegant voice that Mo Yong-yeol added while speaking like that.

“What if the Grand Duke becomes the head of the family and gives orders to the head of the household?”

A familiar, warm voice was heard, yet it was not the voice of a past life full of pain and suffering, but a very healthy and bright voice.

I opened my mouth.

“That sounds like a good idea, Third Mother.”

It was none other than Mrs. Baek, the mother of Namgung Byeok in her previous life. I smiled warmly at her, and she returned my smile with a spring flower-like smile.

Namgung Moo-baek, who was caught in the middle, ended up with an expression that turned completely white.

* * *

The Murim Alliance was busy. Gwangseungja, who had risen to become the leader of the Murim Alliance, was furious.

“I! Do you think I became the leader just to do this kind of thing! Where are you all going to go and do all these stupid things? I can’t even see your nose, so why am I the only one who has to act like a dog?”

At those words, General Zhuge Liang looked at him with a reproachful look.

“What a fool’s doing. The King of Power is currently negotiating with the Dragon King. At the very least, he should sign a ten-year truce with the Sapha Alliance. Hong Bang-ju, who operates Cheonungbang, is taking beggars to each ruined place and checking on the places that need to be moved first. Where on earth would someone do something foolish?”

When he said that, Gwangseungja shut his mouth tightly as if he had nothing to say.

“……And now don’t come looking for me either. I have no help, so I have to go to the palace myself.”

“Why the royal family.”

At Gwangseungja’s words, Zhuge Zhou’s twin hearts lit up. Gwangseungja flinched at the sight. Since becoming a general, Zhuge Zhou has become more nervous.

“Why are you leaving, General?”

“……Whew. I should find out something that could help rebuild the imperial family. If the remaining Red Turban remnants come rushing in, it would be a big problem.”

Since all of the words were correct, Gwangseungja was speechless.

“……What am I supposed to do if there are no musketeers?”

“Then we’ll find out who really did this. Go die.”

After saying that, Zhuge Liang suddenly disappeared, and Gwangseungja became depressed.

“That damn Namgung-ban! What the hell is he doing!”

It was a day when I suddenly felt resentful of Namgung Ban, who had suggested creating a martial arts alliance.

* * *

I looked at the innocent and now grown-up face of the boy and smiled. At first, the boy with my unfamiliar face had become completely familiar and I felt infinite affection for him. Namgung Byeok looked at me and smiled.

Judging from the expression on his face when he says something playful, he seems to want to play some kind of prank again.

As expected.

“Hyang-in-una asked me when I would come to her.”

Oops.

Cold sweat ran down my back. I had forgotten. I only now remembered what he had told me to come to him after every fight.

“Okay! Hyung. I prepared this especially for you. I told you, you’re not very tactful anyway.”

It makes the tip of your nose tingle,

It was a single flower.

The moment I saw a single wildflower, I thought of Peng Xiang. I had to think of what to say as I ran towards her in one step.

Should I propose right away?

Or should I say sorry?

But the worries didn’t last long.

“Please marry me.”

Before I could even speak, her sweet lips that had seen my flower were engulfed in mine.

I think I should say thank you to Namgung Byeok.

* * *

Namgung Byeok came to see me. He seemed wary, wondering why he had come again, even though he had already taught me the sword as a token of gratitude.

Just working in the master’s office is already giving me quite a feeling of being overwhelmed.

“Brother.”

Perhaps because he saw my sullen expression, the guy was hesitating.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Can you tell me?”

Namgung Byeok, who had grown up so much, opened his mouth hesitantly. What could be the reason he was so hesitant?

at that time.

“……Imperial Palace Bloodshed.”

As I listened to the words that came out of Namgung Byeok’s mouth, I recalled the stories of the past that had flashed before my eyes. At those words, I unconsciously made an expression that said, “What was coming has come.” Was it time?

“Okay. I’ll tell you.”

The emperor sacrificed his body for his family,

Namgung Shin spread his sword for future generations

About what kind of mindset Namgung Yeo-ul had.

The words left for me at the Imperial Palace Blood Temple,

It is time to bring it out to Namgung Byeok and many others.

That story.

Someone is a hero,

Someone as a benefactor.

Or, to some, as an inspiration.

Or for some, sadness.

It was going to be a story that would continue and be woven together like that.

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