The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 137



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Episode 137

The man climbing the mountain with his dying body stopped several times.

I climbed the mountain at a very slow pace, using my sword as support and catching my breath.

When the two reached the top, it was already dark and only the moonlight remained.

The man stood for a long time in front of the crumbling gate of the Hwasanpa, looking at the place where the sign had once been.

Her shoulders were shaking up and down, as if she was either catching her breath or crying quietly.

The shabby hinges creaked – echoing through the volcanic night.

The man opened the door and went in, and Seol-hwa followed him.

The half-broken door still bore traces of that tragic day when the volcano self-destructed.

Hooooooo-

The night wind blew between the two people.

Seol-hwa stood in front of the gate and looked at the volcano that the man had created after his death.

On the platform where the elders would have stood, there were memorial tablets for the elders and the elders.

And below that, in the large training ground where the disciples would have lined up to listen to the master’s words and learn martial arts, there were rows of round tombs spaced out at regular intervals.

In front of the tomb, there was a crude wooden tablet with the names of the tomb owners written on it.

Between the rows of graves, there were still empty spaces without burial mounds where the owners had not been found.

The man carried the bodies of the deceased prisoners that he had carried on his back to their respective seats without any trouble and laid them down.

At that time, Seolhwa looked around.

There was no dirt to cover the surrounding area.

What are you trying to cover it with?

The worry didn’t last long.

The man who laid down the bodies of the executed prisoners went out the door again, carrying the sack and shovel he had placed on one side.

The story didn’t follow.

Because I knew what I was going to do.

The area surrounding the volcanic crater is all rocky mountains, so it won’t be easy to get it.

After waiting for a while, leaning against the wall, the man returned carrying a sack full of dirt.

The panting sound was even more dangerous.

How many times did I go back and forth like that?

There were several 5 senses to fill one tomb, and after filling five tombs, the day was dawning.

The sunrise at the volcano was extraordinary.

It felt like I was standing where the sun, which had come out to wake up the world, was first shining with all its might.

By then, the man who had filled the tomb brought the empty tablets he had made in advance and personally engraved the names of the deceased brothers he had collected.

Two great disciples and three great disciples.

The man’s hands were trembling as he engraved the name.

A lot of tears fell down on the tablet, pitter-patter.

‘Great disciple Yu-cheong’

‘Great Disciple Yu Baek’

‘The Great Disciple’s True Spirit’

‘The Great Disciple Jinje’

‘The Great Disciple Jinye’

The man’s lonely ancestral rite ended with him placing the ancestral tablets of his dead brothers, carved by his own hands, one by one in front of the grave.

The man who had built the five tombs staggered back to the entrance and stood facing the tombs.

He stared at the tomb for a long time.

I looked at the empty space between the raised mounds.

I looked at the smokescreen filled with graves.

I looked at the memorial tablets of my brothers lined up in a row.

I looked at the ancestral tablets of the elders and the elders lined up in front.

I looked at the volcano where old memories were sleeping.

The sun was already high in the sky and was shining brightly.

Even the snow that stood in the shade was blinded by the intense sunlight.

Under the hot sunlight, the man moved slowly.

I put my hands together and slowly bent my knees.

The Hwasanpa’s uniform, tattered from fierce fighting and dirty from carrying dirt, was soaked in his blood.

The man bowed.

Towards the elders and the chieftains of the volcano.

To my fellow brothers and sisters.

To those who could not return.

Towards the volcano.

It was a very slow, yet respectful and solemn bow, done with all one’s might.

It was a sad story that even a story that didn’t know emotions would make your heart ache.

The man couldn’t get up.

From the moment he started carrying dirt, his life was already destined to end.

The man who died in a crouching posture looked infinitely small, yet also infinitely large.

Seolhwa gazed at the foolish man and the volcano that had made him so foolish for a while, then came down the volcano alone.

That was the last thing Sulhwa remembered about Yu Kang.

Tears like chicken droppings flowed from the young man’s eyes.

‘I know. I know how you feel.’

Seol-hwa’s words, which understood my feelings, ended up touching his tear ducts.

Before I knew it, things had started to unfold, and I had many questions I wanted to ask, but for fear of being a nuisance, I held back my emotions, but they finally burst out.

“… Are you crying?”

Seolhwa was embarrassed by Yoo Kang suddenly shedding tears.

“Why, why are you crying…?”

“Ugh… .”

“…!”

Seolhwa was in a difficult situation.

There were no dumplings here.

For her, who had never comforted a crying child before and had never had to comfort a child, this situation was embarrassing and confusing.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

“… .”

Seol-hwa, who was looking around helplessly, thought for a moment and then patted Yu-gang on the head.

I don’t know if that’s true, but it always makes me feel better when someone pats me on the back.

By the way, why does this kid cry so much?

You laugh a lot, but you also cry a lot.

‘I feel a little… embarrassed… .’

On the one hand, I felt envious.

The fact that you can freely express your emotions without hesitation.

But the fact that he is a person who is accepted without any sense of discomfort.

Seol-hwa’s hand, which had been awkwardly patting her, was now moving naturally.

Thud, thud.

Seol-hwa, who was looking at the tear stains soaking the rock, slowly opened her mouth.

“It’s okay. For now.”

This time, don’t let me go looking for the death row inmates.

“Just block it. Just block it all. Then nothing will happen.”

Even if you say that you can’t do anything about hypnosis that has already taken hold of you.

Because the tragedy of killing each other can be prevented.

If we can just block this, nothing will happen.

Nothing.

* * *

A day before climbing the volcano.

Namgung Mucheon, Heukryongdaeju, Hwasan’s two disciples, and even Choryun and Seolhwa all gathered in one place.

The one who prepared this place was Seolhwa.

Seol-hwa, who had lightly taken a lottery ticket and paid respect to those gathered, spoke first to Namgung Mucheon.

“When we arrive at the Volcano Sect, Grandfather, take charge of the elders. Separate those who are under hypnosis from those who are not.”

The only one who can determine whether someone is under hypnosis without using poison is Namgung Mucheon.

The person who hypnotized the disciples must be among those who are not under hypnosis.

It was good to keep that in mind.

“Please.”

“Okay.”

Although it was a situation similar to his young granddaughter giving instructions, Namgung Mucheon listened to her without showing any sign of discomfort.

‘I can’t believe His Majesty the Heavenly Dragon Sword Emperor is seriously listening to the words of such a young granddaughter… .’

Liu Biao found this situation strange.

The strangest thing was that I was the only one who found this situation strange.

I found out that Namgung Se-ga was under hypnosis, but wasn’t it all thanks to the Heavenly Dragon Sword Emperor?

Why to such a young child….

“Are you listening?”

“… Huh? Yes?”

Seolhwa stared at Yoo Biao intently.

Liu Biao, who realized belatedly that everyone’s eyes were on him, cleared his throat slightly.

“Oh, please say that again.”

“We, the Black Dragon Corps, asked Liu Biao Dojo to help us so that we can compete with the great disciples.”

“Ah… you mean the rain?”

“Yes. I might be able to find out.”

If you secretly use the martial arts of the Blood Cult, there is no way Sulhwa wouldn’t notice.

Seolhwa planned to search for traitors from the Blood Sect mixed in among the great disciples.

“Ah. Okay, I understand.”

Liu Biao nodded while looking at the Black Dragon.

Seolhwa looked at Yugang for the last time.

“I would like you to help me build a natural rapport with the disciples so that I can understand their conditions.”

The ages of these two great disciples would be similar to those of Seolhwa and Yugang.

Previously, when Yoo Kang was said to be the strongest among his peers, it was probably in comparison to the other disciples.

I don’t know why he was a great disciple at such a young age, but given his personality, it’s likely that he would be close with the great disciples.

“Yes! Just trust me.”

As expected, it was a confident answer.

“Your Majesty, please expedite the production of the poison as much as possible.”

Finally, Cho-ryeon nodded.

She was working hard to analyze and create poison, even at the cost of losing sleep.

Finally, Seolhwa sat down in her seat.

When she looked at Namgung Mucheon, everyone’s eyes naturally focused on Namgung Mucheon.

Namgung Mucheon slowly looked around at those gathered and opened his mouth in a heavy voice.

“That place is a battlefield.”

For a moment the air became tense.

“We do not know our enemy, nor do we know his thoughts.”

They say that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle, but this battle is against an unknown enemy.

“One, don’t forget that the enemy is the same.”

The Blood Cult does not know that Namgung and Hwasan know the secret of hypnosis.

Since hypnosis was something that the Oh Blood Lord had done on his own, no one within the Blood Sect knew about it.

So, you probably have no idea that your hypnosis has been discovered.

“Do not seek to kill, but seek to live. Do not pursue, but be more vigilant. Value your own life above all else.”

The purpose of this incident is not to eradicate the Blood Cult.

Break the volcano’s spell and eliminate the threat that threatens it.

“If you survive, never forget that it is a victory.”