The Ruler Of Darkness - Chapter 566



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Episode 566

Chapter 15: Soft on the outside, strong on the inside

“Strength….”

The maid Jeong-ah’s face turned pale.

“Are you saying that you are stockpiling it, that monster?”

“okay.”

“then….”

Yeon So-hyeon nodded with a significantly improved complexion after controlling her breathing.

“He’s probably just waiting for the right moment to threaten me, like a bomb that could explode at any moment.”

“You don’t know when it might explode?”

“okay.”

“Are you saying that you can target your master at his most vulnerable moment? At his most dangerous moment?”

“It will not be just maybe, but it will definitely be so.”

Yeon So-hyeon nodded.

“If I were Je-Am-Jin-Cheon-Gyeong, I would definitely do that.”

“… … .”

Sweat dripped down his nod and fell on the hem of his tunic.

While Jeong-ah took out a handkerchief with trembling hands and wiped her face.

“I always feel that way.”

Yeon So-hyeon said.

“That guy is much better than humans. His skill in developing responses is really great.”

Isn’t it true that Yeon So-hyeon praises Je-am Jin-cheon-gyeong so highly and even snickers?

“Master… .”

Jeong-ah, who had been making a dumbfounded expression, sighed.

“… Even in this situation, you praise the enemy. How can you be so peaceful?”

Yeon So-hyeon shrugged her shoulders.

“Isn’t it true that we should praise what deserves praise, and that there is no need to criticize it?”

“Master…!”

“Jeong-ah.”

At Yeon So-hyeon’s serious voice, the maid Jeong-ah stopped wiping his face and looked at him.

“Things are just things. It doesn’t matter if they are thousands of years old or hundreds of thousands of years old. Even if they are called the eons-old monsters, and have devoured countless people and burned many worlds.”

“… … .”

Yeon So-hyeon’s eyes were shining intensely toward Jeong-ah.

It was a clearer and more brilliant light of will than any look in Yeon Soo-hyun’s eyes that Jeong-ah had ever seen.

“He is still nothing more than an object looking for his master.”

Dare.

Who in the universe can call the Je-am-jin-cheon-gyeong a mere object?

Because it is a combustion engine.

It was something he could say because he was Yeon So-hyeon, and it was a conviction.

“If a sword stabs an innocent person, the sword is not held responsible. It is the person holding the sword who stabs the person, not the object called the sword.”

“but….”

How can you dare compare a mere sword to the monster called Jeamjincheonkyung?

Yeon So-hyeon smiled at Jeong-ah and said.

“It’s the same for me.”

Isn’t that arrogance?

Or maybe it’s just a bluff.

It was a moment when anyone could not help but think that way.

‘It’s true….’

Jeong-ah, who was looking at Yeon-seo-hyeon through her opened golden eyes, could see that he truly believed in her without a doubt.

‘The master really feels that way.’

The sword and the Je-am-jin-cheon-gyeong (制暗震天經) are the same.

‘What is that-.’

“… … !”

Jeong-ah’s eyes widened slightly.

“Master, surely… .”

She asked Yeon So-hyeon.

“Every time you held a sword, did you have a similar experience? Because of the Thousand-Year-Old Spirit?”

Yeon So-hyeon laughed bitterly.

“okay.”

“… … .”

Jeong-ah was speechless.

Until now.

Since she met Yeon Soo-hyun.

Because the great threat of Je-am-jin-cheon-gyeong was so clearly present before her, she had never once thought deeply about Cheon-sal-seong.

It’s just like what fortune tellers and religious people always talk about: fate, destiny, or past life.

I just felt like it was something huge that might exist, but I couldn’t touch it or confirm it.

but.

Isn’t the Cheonsalseong that Yeon So-hyeon speaks of completely different?

“… Has this been the case from the beginning?”

“…okay.”

Yeon So-hyeon nodded slowly.

“From the day I first held a sword when I was young. Until now. The Thousand-Sal Star has been eyeing my consciousness.”

“… … .”

Maid Jeong-ah felt that many of the questions that had piled up were being resolved.

The symbol of Luoyang Swordsmanship is the sword.

His father, Yeongeomun (淵劍?), the head of the Geomga family, is the best swordsman in the world.

But why, despite being so proficient in all martial arts, has Yeon So-Hyeon never used a sword as a weapon?

Even though you may hold a sword for situations such as pledging allegiance, have you never held it properly?

“It can’t be helped.”

Yeon So-hyeon laughed bitterly.

“In a situation where Je-Am-Jin-Cheon-Gyeong is always looking to devour me, it would be foolish to pick up a sword and fight against the rampaging Cheon-Sal-Seong.”

“… … .”

Jeong-ah couldn’t say anything.

Yeon So-hyeon’s calm voice rang in her ears.

“It wasn’t like this before. But as the Je-Am-Jin-Cheon-Gyeong becomes stronger, the Cheon-Sal-Seong also becomes stronger day by day. Or.”

He said, looking up at the ceiling.

“Maybe I’ve become that weak.”

“… … .”

Jeong-ah sighed deeply inwardly.

How, just that.

Can heaven be this cruel to one human being?

Are you saying that all these terrible fates can befall one person?

“Still. Whether it’s a sword or the Je-Am-Jin-Cheon-Gyeong.”

Yeon So-hyeon said firmly.

“A tool is just a tool.”

Before I knew it.

The color had returned considerably to Yeon So-hyeon’s face.

He only spoke during the brief conversation we had just had.

Jeong-ah was able to ‘see’ but was unable to imitate the level of mind method that governed her.

Indeed, it was an incredible willpower.

“Don’t worry.”

Yeon So-hyeon even.

He even smiled at Jeong-ah.

“There may be times when my tools harm me because of my mistakes. But, never. I will be controlled by my tools.”

“… … .”

Jeong-ah bit her lip hard once and nodded.

“Yes, sir. If it is you, my lord, you can certainly do it.”

Yeon So-hyeon smiled and patted her hand, which was tightly holding the handkerchief.

“thanks.”

“… … .”

Jeong-ah tried to stop him as she watched him straighten his posture in his chair.

“Master. Please let me rest my body and mind a little more…”

“no.”

Yeon So-hyeon shook her head calmly.

“The world doesn’t wait for me. If I just rest a little, that’s enough.”

He spoke with an upright posture.

“Call in the head of the Min family.”

* * *

Luoyang.

“what?!”

The next head of the Hwangbo family, Hwangbo Dusung, urged his subordinates.

“The Min family has not responded at all. What kind of nonsense is that?!”

“That, that…!”

Hwangbo Du-sung did not listen to his subordinate’s words and pushed him forward.

“Is it true that the Min clan is ignoring us, Hwangbo clan?! Or is it true that the entire Min clan was wiped out like the rumors say, leaving no one to answer?! Shouldn’t you be reporting properly?!”

Hwangbo Du-sung was known to the outside world as the “Ancient Swordsman” and was considered a man of manners in high society.

However, this is only a story from the outside, according to Hwangbo Se.

“Oh, my lord! That’s-.”

“Can’t we properly call him ‘small-scale householder’?!”

bang!

Suddenly, the tip of his foot struck the subordinate’s shin.

“Ugh…!”

The subordinate gritted his teeth in pain and quickly lowered his head.

Although he appeared to be a skilled warrior, Hwangbo Du-sung, who had outstanding martial skills, had powerful internal energy embedded in his feet.

“I will correct it, Your Majesty…!”

“Damn things…!”

Hwangbo Du-sung clicked his tongue, looking at the unmanned person from such a family as if he was displeased.

“Since you guys can’t handle anything properly, isn’t it always me who gets to take the blame for it in your place?”

A small family that has not yet become the head of a household even after reaching middle age.

He wasn’t a good person to begin with, but as time went by,

As he grew older, Hwangbo Du-sung’s patience became shorter.

The twilight of the zodiac was testing his already short patience even more.

“So what on earth happened to the Min family?!”

The man bowed his head and answered quickly.

“That, that was the problem from the beginning. Right up until right before I left. At that time, there was nothing I could properly grasp in the zodiac-.”

“What the heck?! What the hell-?!”

“-Excuse me.”

Once again, a voice interrupted the subordinate’s report and stopped Hwangbo Du-sung from hitting his shin.

“I brought you something cool.”

The one who showed up was Yeon Yu-hwa, Hwangbo Du-sung’s wife and Yeon So-hyeon’s older sister.

“It’s cold tea.”

She slipped between the two of them and offered Muin a glass on a tray.

“First, drink this and catch your breath.”

Yeon Yu-hwa smiled gently at the sweat-soaked unmanned man.

Her smile, combined with her warm nature, was incredibly kind.

“From the capital to Luoyang. Thank you for your hard work running that long distance in one go.”

“Oh, no, ma’am…!”

The unmanned man, drenched in sweat, expressed his gratitude with a moved expression and politely accepted the glass and drank it.

“I just did what I had to do.”

Yeon Yu-hwa nodded and asked him.

“At that time, was the situation in the Hwangdo so chaotic that even the most talented people in our Hwangbo family had difficulty gathering information?”

“Yes, ma’am. Indeed, it was.”

Muin quickly wiped his face with the towel she had given him and answered in detail.

“With the unprecedented heavy rain flooding the roads and the chaos caused by last night’s commotion, nothing in the capital city is normal-.”

“you.”

Growling.

The nape of Muin’s neck grew cold at the sight of Hwangbo Du-sung’s murderous aura.

“Stay out.”

“Yes? But….”

Muin looked at Hwangbo Dusung and Yeon Yuhwa’s faces alternately with a bewildered expression.

“Doesn’t what I’m saying sound like words?”

“… I will follow your orders and wait outside.”

He gave Yeon Yu-hwa a short, apologetic look and went out the door.

Crunch.

As soon as the door closed, a soft voice came out of Hwangbo Du-sung’s mouth and directed at Yeon Yu-hwa.

“you….”

He looks at it as if he is looking at an enemy.

He said, glaring at the flower.

“In front of the inferiors. Are you trying to make a fool of me?”

“What are you saying…?!”

Yeon Yu-hwa was momentarily shocked.

How can you interpret your own actions like that?

“If I hadn’t stepped forward then, that unmanned person might have harbored resentment. I was just. out of a sense of duty, to help you-.”

“gibberish…!”

Wow…!

Hwangbo Du-sung pushed the table between them away and strode towards Yeon Yu-hwa.

“Your mother told you not to touch her, so are you believing that and acting so recklessly? Or not.”

He raised his finger and thrust it threateningly in front of Yeon Yu-hwa’s face.

“Are you trying to show me that this is Luoyang, where your hometown is?”

“… … .”

As Yeon Yu-hwa remained silent with a stern expression, Hwang Bo-du-sung’s expression began to distort.

“You haven’t kicked me out even though I can’t even have children, so you’ve shown me no respect for your family. If you keep on doing that, without even knowing what you’re doing…!”

His hand was raised higher and higher.

“… … .”

At that moment, Yeon Yu-hwa bit her lip while glaring at him.

Knock, knock.

“Your Majesty, we have a guest.”

It was the voice of Hwangbo Du-sung’s confidant.

Brrrr-.

With his hands raised in the air, Hwangbo Du-sung shouted outside.

“Say you’ll see me later!”

But, the voice of the aide was heard once again from outside.

“That… seems a bit difficult.”

“what?!”

He turned, threw open the door, and asked his aide.

“But what is it?!”

The aide spoke to him, unable to hide his embarrassed expression.

“The Four Princes of Luoyang Sword School have come to visit.”

“Sagongja? Of the Sichuan Tang family bloodline?”

“yes.”

The Sacheon Party cannot be ignored.

Tsk, and.

Hwang Bo-du-sung waved his hand at his close aide, who clicked his tongue briefly.

“Okay, tell them I’ll be leaving now.”

“No, that’s….”

“What now?!”

The aide glanced at Yeon Yu-hwa, who was standing inside with an embarrassed expression, and spoke.

“His Majesty the Sword Master came to see Lady Yeon, not Lord Soga.”

“what…?”