Reincarnation of the Demon - Chapter 6



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I saw my poison from my previous life

“Is that okay?”

Yongwoon, who was accompanying Cheolhakjae, asked him. Cheolhakjae answered with a faint smile.

“It’s okay. Even if they weren’t Yong So-hyeop, they were the ones who were going to cut ties anyway.”

The lively energy of Gyerimbu could not remove the worry from Cheolhakjae’s face. The face of a young man who had not even stood up looked extremely tired, but he also seemed somewhat relieved.

He spoke as if grumbling.

“That gathering just now was actually one I created. When my father was in power, there was no one in Guangxi who didn’t know our iron family, and I invited the children of the sects with my own money so that we could all go to the Central Plains together.”

“But you’ve revealed your true colors. In less than a year.”

“Yes. It is truly vain.”

Cheolhakjae, who had been smiling sadly, sighed and said.

“And now, Yong So-hyeop can go.”

“hmm?”

There was no anticipation for Yongwoon on Cheolhakjae’s face. He only looked tired of the work ahead.

“The martial arts that Yong So-hyeop showed were indeed impressive, and it was refreshing to see him scold that Gong-ga guy like that… but how could I show my father to Yong So-hyeop? Do you have a nickname that I can know?”

Certainly. Yongwoon nodded. It was an expected development.

“I don’t have a nickname. I’m a rookie in the martial arts world. No, I haven’t even properly learned martial arts yet, so I’m not even a rookie.”

‘You didn’t even learn martial arts? Are you bluffing?’

“Then it’s fine. If it were the Iron House when Father was in power, he would have been able to protect Yong So-hyeop, but unfortunately, that’s not the case now. If I may give you some advice, you should avoid the Daeung Window and leave Gwangseo-”

“Is there anyone sick among your warriors right now?”

Yongwoon asked, interrupting Cheolhakjae. When Cheolhakjae looked puzzled, Yongwoon shrugged his shoulders.

“Isn’t your medical skill unproven? That’s why I wanted to show you. Do you have any pain?”

“uh…”

“Well, if that doesn’t work, you can try getting your internal injuries now. I can treat them right away-”

“I will do it.”

A warrior who had been waiting a little behind the two caught their attention at this moment. He was a swordsman with a sturdy physique and bronze skin, and he seemed to be Cheolhakjae’s personal bodyguard.

“No comment?”

“Doesn’t Your Majesty know that I had a small fight a while ago?”

“ah.”

Mu-pyeong was not originally a warrior who guarded the Philosopher’s House. He was the leader of a swordsman’s group in the Iron House, but a week ago, he had a clash with a warrior from another house.

He also took advantage of the iron lord’s coma to pick a fight. Originally, Mu-pyeong had quietly endured the ridicule so as not to cause trouble to his family, but he could not stand the remarks that insulted the lord, and eventually he engaged in a duel with the unarmed man.

The result was a victory for Mu-pyeong. However, because the level was so high, he also had to suffer internal injuries. Of course, the Sega also protested.

‘Thanks to my uncle’s intervention, we were able to defeat those guys, but Moo-pyeong had to step down from his position as leader.’

Originally, Mu-pyeong was planning to leave the family to atone for his sins, but Cheol-hak-jae personally dissuaded him and appointed him as his bodyguard. He also wanted to recuperate.

Moo-pyeong looked at Yong-un and offered his wrist. His unwavering gaze showed his trust and loyalty towards Cheolhak-jae, but unfortunately, he did not have very positive feelings towards Yong-un.

It was only natural. He had seen dozens of stone-cutters with his own eyes, claiming that he could cure iron poison in half a year.

There was no way that someone who came out of nowhere and caused chaos at a gathering and called himself a member of the National Assembly would look good.

Yongwoon snickered. Moopyeong’s eyes were extremely hard.

“It looks like you’ll cut me with a sword if you try.”

“I won’t tell you where it hurts.”

“No need.”

Yongwoon placed his index and middle fingers on Mu-pyeong’s wrist. It was for feeling his pulse.

Originally, doctors who had a stake would inject their own energy into the patient’s blood vessels to examine their condition, but Yongwoon’s internal energy was only a pittance.

So he had no choice but to read the blood flow from outside the skin.

Still, the pulse diagnosis was over in just a few seconds. Yongwoon smiled.

“You were hit on the right waterway. And that too with a fist, not a sword.”

“hmm!”

Moo-pyeong nodded.

The Sudo point is located between the navel and the vital point, just to the left of the lower abdomen, and it was exactly the spot where Mu-pyeong had been attacked.

Moo-pyeong, who already knew that fact, thought to himself.

‘At least I learned some medical skills-‘

But Yongwoon’s words were not over yet.

“You were lucky. If you hadn’t met me, you would have become a eunuch.”

Mu-pyeong froze. Even he, who looked serious and rigid, couldn’t help but be sensitive to this story. He opened his mouth in a hurry.

“What do you mean? When I diagnosed you, the doctor said there would be no problem.”

“Normally, there’s no problem. But the problem is that you’re not normal. Aren’t you left-handed?”

Indeed, it was. The handle of Mu-pyeong’s scabbard was facing right. Mu-pyeong asked in confusion.

“Does it matter?”

“Of course it does. When the sword in the left hand is swung, the right foot usually moves forward and the weight is transferred to it. You also seem to have learned that style, as you see that your right thigh has a bit more muscle.”

“…That’s right.”

“The Su-do point is a major acupoint located outside the bladder. It is closely related to urination as well as human sexual function.”

Yongwoon waved his hand. He looked peaceful. However, in contrast, Moopyeong’s usually serious complexion had turned pale.

“But didn’t you continue to practice martial arts even though you were injured? In all sword swings, the foot, not the hand, is the first to move. If you keep putting weight on your right foot and stimulating your blood vessels, how can it get better? It’ll just make the inflammation worse.”

It was literally something that was being done faithfully. It would not have happened if I had rested enough.

Yongwoon smiled while looking at Cheolhakjae.

“You have a truly loyal subordinate. He must have had a constant ache in his groin area, but he swings his sword so foolishly.”

Philosopher Jae couldn’t react at all when he heard those words.

Moo-pyeong urged Yong-un on in an unusually urgent manner.

“Father, please. How should I treat it?”

“It’s a one-shot if you put a needle in it, but aren’t you walking around like this right now? For the next week, cover the acupuncture point with a towel soaked in warm water. For half an hour a day. Of course, you can’t practice martial arts.”

Moo-pyeong listened carefully to Yong-un’s diagnosis. All it took was a warning from the sexual organs for distrust to turn into blind faith.

Philosopher Jae decided to be honest and admire it.

“You have allowed the precious warrior of the Iron Family to have descendants.”

“Can you believe it now?”

“indeed…”

Philosopher Jae nodded. His eyes looking at Yongwoon were also filled with curiosity.

‘Where did this talent come from?’

However, there was one thought that came to mind: my father’s illness.

‘Can it be cured?’

So the shadow did not disappear. Even though Yongwoon saved Mu-pyeong’s family, his father’s illness was very… different.

“I’ll let you take my father’s pulse. You’re just getting here.”

Guangxi Railway Station.

Below the castle (城), there is the department (部) and the state (州). Below that, the county (縣). The Yong family, who had influence only in Guhwi, was preceded by Guhwi, and the Cheol family, whose name was widely known throughout Guangxi, was preceded by Guangxi.

Indeed, its grandeur was not in vain; the Iron Gate was several times more splendid and magnificent than that of the Dragon Gate.

“Your Majesty!”

The gatekeepers, who were originally full of military discipline, took the prize money in a restrained manner when they saw the cow. Their eyes were also full of loyalty, which seemed to further show the usual power of the iron house.

However, the number of people coming and going was somewhat small compared to its grandeur.

The crowds were dwindling like a river drying up compared to the huge estate. It was also a phenomenon that showed the downfall of a family.

Philosopher Jae and his three warriors must have known about it, as their eyes became more worried when they entered the main gate.

“The Lord of Soga has returned!”

As the gatekeeper’s loud voice was heard, the inside of the house became bustling. It was mainly servants and maids, and there were also a few high-ranking vassals.

“It is truly magnificent.”

Yongwoon muttered. The other people who had come to see Sogaju were curious and questionable about Yongwoon’s appearance, but Sogaju did not give them any specific explanation.

“Has Hakjae arrived?”

At that moment, the door inside the main house opened and a middle-aged man who looked a bit like Cheolhakjae appeared.

“Uncle.”

Philosopher greeted him with a smile. His eyes showed trust and affection. He quickly approached his uncle.

The middle-aged man asked.

“Did it go well?”

At that, Cheolhakjae’s face darkened. His uncle also nodded bitterly, as if he had expected it to some extent.

“It’s okay, uncle. No matter how much the rats try to attack, the iron gate will be preserved.”

“I wish I could do that too. But the restraint is becoming more and more blatant. Those little things… If only my brother were still alive.”

Sighs and regrets. These were commonplace for Cheolga these days.

“You will wake up soon.”

While the two were talking like that, Yong-un and the rest of the group got closer to the two. Yong-un, a middle-aged man who was seeing Cheolhakjae for the first time, looked at him.

Philosopher Jae introduced Yongwoon with a smile.

“This is the doctor I met at today’s meeting. He said he could cure my father.”

Philosopher Jae’s words reached the ears of the vassals gathered nearby. And their gazes at Yongwoon immediately changed.

It was easy to read.

‘Irritating, annoying, disgusting… I guess there were a lot of congressmen who heard that.’

His uncle’s gaze was not very kind either. However, perhaps because of his high position, he seemed to be used to hiding his emotions. When Yongwoon gave him a lottery ticket, he nodded slightly. It wasn’t a lottery ticket.

As they greeted each other, Uncle Cheol and Yongwoon’s eyes met. Yongwoon nodded expressionlessly.

“Yong… Would you like to see your brother right away?”

“Time is running out, so let’s do that.”

“Okay.”

When the uncle nodded to a servant, the servant bowed his head to Yong-un.

“Come this way.”

There was no such thing as lavish treatment for a righteous man who tried to save his family. He was treated as a shabby person with a non-existent nickname. He could only be treated as cold rice.

When Yongwoon was about to follow the servant, Cheolhakjae spoke to his uncle.

“I will also follow Yong So-hyeop.”

His uncle raised an eyebrow. He had met many members of parliament, but there had never been a time when Cheolhakjae had the expectation to follow them right away.

The uncle glanced at Yongwoon for a moment and nodded his head.

“Then let’s meet up for a bit after we’re done.”

So the uncle stepped aside. Yongwoon and Cheolhakjae, who had been watching his back for a moment, followed the servant’s guidance and entered through a different passage.

“My uncle is currently serving as the temporary head of the household. Since I am still lacking in knowledge, I asked him personally. My uncle was originally the general in charge of all the swordsmen of the Iron Family.”

Cheolhakjae, who was telling the story of my uncle, had a soft look in his eyes. Yongwoon, who was thinking deeply about the feelings he had seen for a moment, asked.

“Have you and your uncle always had a good relationship?”

“It wasn’t something that could be said to be good. In a family, especially a military family, the rivalry was so fierce that they would even take the lives of their direct family members. But in our Cheolga, there was no such conflict.”

“indeed.”

“Here it is.”

The servant said this and politely stepped aside. He also didn’t seem to be expecting much, as he immediately turned around and disappeared.

Philosopher’s eyes sank. It was a sight he saw every day, but every time he saw it, it felt like a lump of lead was sinking into his chest.

In the elegant and neat room, there was a middle-aged man lying down. His face was a little older than the uncle I had just seen. He had gray hair here and there and was gaunt from lying down for a long time.

“father…”

Philosopher Jae muttered gloomily. Yongwoon approached the bedside without delay.

The symptoms were obvious. Sunken cheeks, pale skin, sunken eyes. Breathing and breathing were irregular.

There was no reason to waste time. Yongwoon immediately lifted the iron master’s right arm and began feeling his pulse.

‘Even if I do it, it’ll just be a second-rate poison.’

– That was Yongwoon’s thought. It was a somewhat reasonable thought. What strange disease could it be that the unmanned Samhwachwijeong, who was prominent in the area of ​​Gwangseo, was suffering from, and what kind of vicious poison could it be that he was exposed to?

But, let’s start taking his pulse too

“uh?”

I couldn’t help but be very surprised.

“This is…”

Is it my poison?