The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 120



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Episode 120

“If you do that, you’ll get hurt. How can someone who doesn’t even know pain be this careless? Tsk tsk.”

The dumpling was so warm that it touched my lips, and my mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened without me realizing it.

As I put the dumpling in my mouth, Seop Mu-kwang’s hand moved away.

Seolhwa looked up and looked at him.

At the sight of the child like that, Seop Mu-kwang giggled with his chin resting on his hand.

“Well done.”

Seolhwa’s mouth moved slowly.

“good job.”

Seopmu-kwang patted the child’s head.

“I don’t know how many people you’ve killed, why, or how. I don’t want to say that you did a good job or that it can’t be helped because it’s something that happened in the past.”

What’s wrong is what’s wrong.

Seolhwa nodded.

“yes.”

“One, what can I do about the future?”

“… .”

“Have you ever heard of the words ‘Hwalgeom’ (live sword) and ‘Salgeom’ (killing sword)?”

He shook his head, holding the remaining dumpling in his hand after biting into it.

But it wasn’t difficult to tell the difference between the two.

“Is it a sword that saves and a sword that kills?”

“Yes. It’s a sword. In the end, it’s bound to contain the life of a swordsman.”

Even though Namgung’s internal energy is based on blue light, Seolhwa’s internal energy is reddish in color.

“You were full of life from the beginning.”

Seopmu Gwang recalled the first time he met Seolhwa in the forest.

The child, whose expression did not change even after turning the entire Black Cloud Room upside down, had murderous intent all over his body.

I knew that the child wasn’t trying to kill himself. The child’s will to kill was more like an instinctive outburst in the face of danger.

“One, look at you now.”

Rather than having any life, a pure energy flows from the child.

Now that you know you’re not in danger?

‘no.’

This is the kid ruling his own life.

“Your energy may have changed so much because you received the bee veil, or because you learned the martial arts of the Jeongpa. But, the most important thing is.”

Seopmu-gwang pointed at Seol-hwa with his finger.

“You have to have the will to change yourself.”

He recklessly threw away all the enormous power he possessed.

Abandoning killing and taking up the bow.

The child’s change began right there.

“It’s not that your life force has disappeared. Your life force is still strong. However, it no longer controls you.”

Rather, the little boy himself was controlling the killing intent and using it as part of his power.

‘I don’t know if it was instinctive or if he knew how to handle it from the beginning.’

That’s how it should be. It should change little by little like that.

“If you have ever taken up a sword to kill someone, from now on, take up a sword to save someone. If the past is a burden to you, live harder. That will do.”

The sword that saves. A sword that is wielded to save someone.

It’s a black weapon. The purpose of weapons has always been thought to be to harm, wound, and subdue someone.

The sword was merely a tool to achieve that goal.

So it wasn’t hard to understand the sword. But the sword? Using a sword to save someone?

“How can you save someone with a sword?”

“You have to find the answer to that yourself.”

Seopmu-kwang rested his chin on his hand and chuckled.

“If you keep searching for the answer, you will eventually reach the place you want to reach.”

A human is ultimately a being who thinks deeply about what kind of world he wants to create with the power he possesses.

How do you use the power you have? What standards do you have and what do you move forward for?

How are we going to live?

These are people who seek the answer through lifelong training.

In that sense, the child had finally entered the path of a proper unmanned life.

Although it was still difficult and there was a long way to go, Submu-kwang had no doubts.

“You would do very well.”

It was a milestone given to a child who wanted to go his own way by a senior who had already gone that way.

It was a teaching given by the master.

‘The place I want to reach.’

Seolhwa chewed on those words over and over again.

I don’t know yet, but I know that if I find the answer to that question, my life will reach a major turning point.

Seol-hwa, who had been thinking about it for a long time, took the lottery ticket and threw it at Seop-mu-gwang.

“I will keep it in mind.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

The corners of Submu-gwang’s mouth curved again.

It didn’t take long for his expression, which had been a pleasant smile, to harden.

“… .”

Seopmu-gwang stared at the entrance of the guest house with a serious expression.

“Your Majesty?”

“…for a moment.”

Seopmu-kwang got up from his seat with a jerk.

“Wait here. Don’t go anywhere, and eat the leftover food.”

Just as I was about to ask what was going on, Submu-gwang disappeared.

It was so fleeting that even Seolhwa couldn’t keep track of the movement.

What happened?

It was the first time that Submu-kwang’s usually light-hearted and playful expression had become so serious.

Seolhwa raised her senses to their maximum and looked around, but she felt nothing.

‘what?’

Should I go out?

No, I was told to wait here, so I should just wait quietly… .

“Is that author your master?”

The familiar voice that pierced my mind made the hairs on my body stand on end and gave me goosebumps.

Seol-hwa, who had been turning her head toward the door of the guest house, froze in place.

Thud. Thud.

My heart was beating fast and cold sweat was running down my chin.

My mouth was so dry that I swallowed my saliva without realizing it.

“With such a great master here, why would you want to have a new master?”

Suddenly, the voice was coming from right behind me.

My teeth chattered inside my closed mouth.

Seolhwa turned around with great effort and looked at the man sitting across from her.

He was there, in the same spot where Submu Kwang had been sitting a moment ago.

‘Blood horse.’

Hair as red as blood. Eyes even darker red.

Despite his suspicious appearance, with a mask covering half of his face, no one in the inn looked at him strangely.

In front of him was a bottle and glass of liquor that had not been there a moment ago.

The man poured the drink calmly, as if he was invisible to others.

“It’s been a while.”

It was when the blood demon’s crimson lips drew a line under the mask.

Suddenly the guest house became noisy.

“Oh well! That’s what I said because I saw it! The guy next door was with the wife downstairs!!”

The smile on the blood demon’s face disappeared from under the mask.

‘no.’

Seol-hwa wanted to get up and stop the man who was making a fuss, but her body wouldn’t move.

The fear of death gripped her whole body and suffocated her.

“Catching a living person! How sharp my eyes are… gasp…!”

Seolhwa flinched and trembled.

No one in the guest house saw it, but Seolhwa did.

A drop of wine rose quietly from the glass the Blood Horse was holding, and with a snap of his fingers, it flew like a dagger and lodged itself in the man’s acupoint.

The man who caused a commotion with just a simple gesture was dead.

“Why, why are you like this? Hey!”

“What! You’re not breathing?! Mr. So! Hey! Come on, hey!”

“Oh my, what are you doing! Why don’t you take him to the doctor?”

The dead man’s companions surrounded him and hurriedly carried him out of the inn.

For a moment, the inn was in an uproar over the man’s death, and people were gripped by an inexplicable sense of fear.

It wasn’t because I saw a sudden death right before my eyes. It was because of the vicious bloodthirsty spirit that had already begun to color the air in the guest house.

“I, I have something urgent to do….”

“Hmm….”

People got up one by one and left the inn as if they had made a promise. It was as if they were possessed by something.

Seol-hwa was frozen and couldn’t do anything.

The blood horse leisurely poured himself a glass of wine in front of such a tale.

Finally, when everyone in the inn had left, only Seolhwa and Hyulma were left in the empty inn.

“It’s a bit quiet now.”

The mouth of the blood horse, who was putting down his glass, drew a curve again.

“It’s an anecdote.”

“… .”

“Are you happy?”

“… .”

“I didn’t mean to interrupt your fun, but I’m not sure how far I should tolerate it.”

The liquor poured from the cold bottle rose into the glass, releasing steam.

“You broke something precious to me, so I decided to take something precious from you as well.”

Seolhwa’s clenched fist began to tremble.

What kind of person is the blood horse?

I punish with death those who hurt me, I punish with death those who steal from me, and I kill those who even offend me.

Such a person was saying that he would receive a price commensurate with the death of the flesh and blood lord.

The wine in the cup held by the Blood Demon began to boil.

“Don’t worry too much.”

The boiling alcohol quickly turned to smoke and disappeared without a trace.

“Isn’t one teacher enough?”

Crackle, the empty glass cracked.