The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 127



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Episode 127

“aid?”

Seolhwa nodded.

“As Namgung’s people, we are not free to move within the Hwasan faction. If we want to receive even a little bit of help, we need to be influential and trustworthy within the Hwasan faction.”

“If that’s the case… .”

Namgung Mucheon thought deeply.

While I was wandering around the world, there were a few disciples of the Hwasan faction that I had a connection with.

One of them was an old man who came to visit my family home a while ago.

‘Among the disciples of the volcano, he is the one who uses the sword quite well…’

When I came to my parents’ house, I harmed Seol-hwa.

I heard the reason later, but I still can’t forgive him for putting my granddaughter through that.

If you think about it without him.

“There’s someone who comes to mind.”

“Who is it?”

“Okmaegeom (玉梅劍), Noun. He is the current leader of the Hwasanpa.”

The corners of Seolhwa’s mouth slightly curved.

“Of all the Taoist inspectors I have met, he was the most Taoist. He was someone who knew how to let things flow rather than chase after them.”

After meeting each other by chance while chasing a group of bandits who were harassing civilians, the two often met to fight or eat together.

As he talked to him, Namgung Mucheon could not help but acknowledge his deep nature.

“Even though he may not be the best at swordsmanship, his character is more worthy of the position of Jangmunin than anyone else. If it’s the Jade Sword, then you can trust him.”

They say good people recognize good people.

Namgung Mucheon’s close friend in the Hwasan faction was No-un.

Long-term No-un also thought that Seol-hwa was an essential person to solve this matter, so it was fortunate that Namgung Mucheon and No-un were on friendly terms.

but.

“I’m fine with asking for help from you, but there’s a problem.”

“problem?”

“The leader of the Hwasan faction is currently in a serious state of illness.”

“Did you say you were sick?”

Namgung Mucheon’s reaction was surprising.

It was natural. The Hwasanpa kept Jangmunin’s illness a secret from even his disciples, so there was no way the news would have reached his hometown.

“You probably have boils all over your body and your blood flow is disrupted. I heard about it vaguely when I was in Hwaoru, so I think I’ll have to meet you to know the exact symptoms.”

“That’s why you brought the pharmacist.”

Seolhwa nodded.

In fact, Cho-ryeon tried to follow Seob-mu-gwang.

Seolhwa stopped him from packing his bags as soon as he heard that he was in danger and prepared the poison.

He convinced her by saying that following him would only be a burden, and that helping the volcano would also help Submu Kwang.

“Was Ok Maegum’s illness also their doing?”

Namgung Mucheon asked in a lowered voice.

Seolhwa shook her head.

“I don’t know. I don’t think so.”

According to the story, Jang Moon-in’s addiction symptoms are not related to the blood sect.

‘rather….’

If it was the Blood Cult’s doing, they would have hypnotized Jang Moon-in and made him kill his disciples.

A long story that kills the disciples of the volcano.

Because it wouldn’t be as shocking and confusing to the rest of the Volcano’s disciples.

‘So, I guess the blood sect wasn’t directly involved in Jang Moon-in’s addiction.’

That too cannot be confirmed.

‘There is very little information regarding the death of Jang Moon-in.’

The situation is different from when I dealt with Namgung.

The information about the Hwasan faction that Seolhwa knew was mainly related to the Hwasan faction’s self-destruction, not the death of Jang Moon-in.

However, there was something that the fifth bloodline from the previous life said in passing during a conversation with the second bloodline.

‘I found this while chasing the cause of death of the leader of the Volcano Sect. It is said to be a secret medicine hidden by a thief named Manri Shintu. It is a hard-to-find elixir that is needed to learn martial arts. I think it will be more useful to you than to me, so I will give it to you as a gift.’

‘That guy named Manrishintu is crazy. He has poison in his formations, organs… I had a hard time getting that.’

Oh Hyeol-ju continued to talk for a long time about how he came to obtain the secret.

The purpose was clearly to receive an appropriate price in return for handing over the emergency funds.

This blood lord, who had no interest in the other blood lords, was listening to everything that Oh Blood lord had to say, so I watched him for a while. I didn’t know that thanks to that, I would get information related to the death of the head of the Hwasan faction.

‘We’ll have to check to see for sure, but it’s certain that there’s some connection between that movement and the illness of the chief of the Hwasan faction.’

Oh Hyeol-ju also said that he found out while investigating the cause of Jang Moon-in’s death, so if we trace the connection and find out the cause of the illness, wouldn’t it be possible to cure it?

“The long-suffering monk is living in seclusion within the Hwasan sect under the pretext of undergoing a closed training. If we want to receive his help, we must first cure his illness.”

To do that, you need to meet Jang Moon-in.

“Yugang Dojo knows where Jang Moon-in is hiding.”

Namgung Mucheon slowly nodded his head.

Now I understand why I had told the Hwasanpa not to inform their parents of my visit in advance.

In order to secretly contact Noh-un, it would be better not to reveal the whereabouts of the main family so as not to attract the eyes of the Hwasan faction.

It was a truly meticulous plan.

‘It was also a legend that I asked him to wait until I raised my internal strength because the volcano’s Taoist would not fight if I came forward.’

The reason I persuaded the pharmacist to bring him here, the reason I told him not to contact the volcano in advance, and the reason I tried to confirm that Yoo Pyo-do was under hypnosis.

‘entire….’

It was all planned out of this kid’s head.

Isn’t he like a great strategist who can lay out all the situations on the palm of his hand and move his words to make them flow as he wishes?

‘… thirteen.’

“grandfather?”

“hmm.”

The round eyes sparkle brightly.

Even the moon was clearly reflected in the child’s clear eyes.

“What are you thinking about?”

“I thought you were really smart.”

Namgung Mucheon stroked Seolhwa’s head.

The touch was much softer than before.

“It’s late at night, so go home and rest for today. You’ve worked hard.”

The hand that was stroking me moved away.

Namgung Mucheon looked up at the high moon while carrying a backpack on his back.

It looked like it had been split exactly in half, as if someone had cut it with a sword.

“Let’s go a little faster starting tomorrow.”

* * *

After confirming that Yu Biao was under hypnosis, the group headed towards the volcano faster.

Although he still used less-traveled paths to hide his tracks as much as possible, he didn’t go back as he used to.

Inside the rattling carriage, Seol-hwa looked at Cho-ryeon sitting across from her.

Cho-ryeon had been depressed ever since Seob-mu-gwang left.

“Can I ask you one thing?”

Cho-ryeon, who had been looking at her feet, raised her head and met Seol-hwa’s gaze.

Her lips curved gently.

“Yes, of course.”

– The person that Choryun loves.

“… .”

-Why Lord Bipoong?

To the point where he had tried to infiltrate the Blood Cult and take revenge on Submu Kwang in his previous life, and was willing to take such a risk.

Why does she cherish Submu Kwang so much?

– Love… is that it?

Cho-ryeon let out a small laugh at Seol-hwa’s cautious question.

Haha, her smiling expression changed into a bitter smile as if she was remembering something.

“Well, isn’t it difficult to explain with just that feeling?”

“?”

“I owe him my life.”

Is it only my life that I owe?

When I thought everything was over, he was the one who made me want to live again.

“I was only eighteen when I ran away from the palace. I lost my family, my friends, and everyone precious to me when I was ten, and I lived for eight years only for revenge.”

If he hadn’t gotten lost while climbing the mountain to gather herbs, he would have probably been killed by the second prince that day.

When I returned to find my way back following the bright lights, the village was engulfed in hot flames, and my loved ones were dying in agony.

“I couldn’t do anything as I watched the government troops kill the villagers who were trying to escape the flames, and the Second Prince watch the flames as if they were a festival.”

All I could do was hide behind the bushes and cry.

You can’t help but cover your ears to the screams, tremble your teeth at the laughter, and nurture a desire for revenge as hot as a flame.

The deaths of those precious to him were nothing more than a pastime for the second prince, and he could not even report the prince’s actions to anyone.

It was infuriating, it was unfair, it was unbearable.

“I lived for eight years thinking only about killing that person. And I succeeded. It was really great. It felt like all the venom that had been building up in my chest was being released.”

However, while running away from the pursuit of the Golden Guards, Cho-ryeon could not figure out why she was running away so desperately.

I realized that there was no reason to live.

When the vengeance that had sustained her life disappeared, she was left with a terrible emptiness.

“That’s why I tried to kill myself. There was no way to evade the pursuit of the Golden Guards any longer, and I was determined to take my own life rather than be caught and tortured.”

So Cho-ryeon started looking for poisonous plants.

It was deep in the mountains, and for her, who was an excellent doctor, it was not difficult to find a poisonous plant that would allow her to die without pain.

“That’s when I met him.”

When I first met him, Seop Mu-kwang was dying in the bushes deep in the mountains with a deep sword wound in his chest.