Dark and Light Martial Emperor - Chapter 705

◈Episode 705.

Between Death and Destiny (5)

“What do you mean? “Are you having a fight?”

“I’m not sure. However, from what I heard in passing, it didn’t seem like he was simply angry.”

“…?”

“There must have been shouting because there was some problem, whether it was public or private. “I don’t know why, but I hope you’ll be careful.”

Yonghojinin, whose expression hardened for a moment, soon smiled.

“Is there anything special?”

“Don’t be sure.”

Hwang Seok-tae shook his head.

“This is a world where parents sell their children and children stab their parents in the back. “I know how long we’ve been together under the name ‘Gupileilbang’, but isn’t it true that people’s hearts are different from yesterday to today?”

“….”

“Moreover, many of my disciples in Jafar have died and been injured. “It is absurd to harm someone who came as a volunteer, but Jongnam Jang Mun-in’s mind must not be normal.”

It was understandable.

But Yonghojinin thought. Heukdo is definitely different.

The world where people live is all there. However, just as each region has its own local color, the colors of black and white are very different.

There may be people who maintain loyalty in the black island, but at the same time, there is more intuitive fear in their world than in the white island. There are many people who openly betray, and some may even accept it as wisdom for life.

‘This part is different.’

They are similar people. But other parts are definitely different.

Yonghojinin shook his head.

“Even if we were together until the end, we wouldn’t be able to get along. “If we leave everyone and make such an extreme choice now, it will only be bad for Jongnam.”

“I think so too. However, there are sects and countries everywhere that were destroyed due to the extreme choices of the leaders who were praised as Ming soldiers.”

This was also correct.

Yonghojinin smiled.

“I know that you are truly concerned. Thank you. But I trust that they will not make that choice.”

“….”

Hwang Seok-tae, who was looking at Yonghojinin quietly, nodded.

“Then I have nothing more to say.”

“haha.”

After a while, a plum sword inspector came out with a car.

Maehwageomsu, who handed the teacups to the two, bowed deeply and left the room.

Yonghojinin laughed.

“It seems like you quite liked it.”

“What do you mean?”

“The disciples of the volcano. “I think he thinks very well of you.”

“….”

“Indeed, he is a famous general who managed unfamiliar troops well and minimized the damage of this war, so he deserves respect regardless of black and white.”

Hwang Seok-tae shook his head.

“No one knows whether the damage was minimized. “Because I’ve never seen any other results.”

“He is like that too.”

Two people quenched their thirst with tea.

Yonghojinin placed his glass by the window and took a deep breath.

“The wind is really nice. “Sorrow still flows like a river, but Jongnam’s mountain breeze washes away the darkness so comfortably.”

Hwang Seok-tae was speechless.

He was a man with a serious and simple personality. Sometimes he showed a rough side. To him, Yonghojin’s words could not help but sound like nonsense in many ways.

After taking another sip of tea, Hwang Seok-tae stood up.

“It was a good drink.”

“Are you up already?”

“There are many places to visit.”

“Hehe, I guess I held on to it too long.”

Hwang Seok-tae turned around.

Yonghojinin said to his back.

“Thank you.”

“It’s a job I was forced to take on. Even so, there were many casualties. “It’s not something to be thankful for.”

“Thank you, though. “I have seen the abilities of the leader of the Dragon Age Iron Team, the best unit of the Mukryongbu.”

Hwang Seok-tae chuckled.

“Take care of your body.”

With those words, Hwang Seok-tae left the residence.

The smile on Yongho Jinin’s face deepened.

“I knew there were people in Heukdo, but isn’t he really a guy worth dating?”

Even in great tragedy, people live.

And then I realize. That he has lived trapped in countless shells.

It was a very tragic war, but in it, Yonghojin was able to feel once again how dangerous the vague hatred and disgust toward the black people was.

It was a realization several times more noble and precious than the rise of martial arts.

“The wind is really nice.”

* * *

Although he heard the news that Jang Mun-in, Jong-nam, had arrived, Muk-bi still guarded Yeon Ho-jeong’s residence.

In the first place, there was nothing to do or say. She was only the head of the Murim Alliance’s military.

It was around the time the sun started to set.

‘hmm?’

Mukbi’s eyes sparkled.

There were two men approaching the residence.

One of them was so large that just looking at him made me feel dizzy. It was almost seven feet tall and had incredibly long bones, making it look like a bear standing on two feet.

On the other hand, the young man next to him was so small that he seemed weak. Her skin was white and her eyes were clear, making her look much younger than her age.

What they had in common was that both of them were carrying serious illnesses. The large young man held the Blue Dragon and Woldo sword, and the weak-looking young man held the Bangcheon Geuk.

Mukbi almost whistled without realizing it.

The bear-like young man was impressive just for his body. The sight of him holding the Blue Dragon and Woldo Blade literally reminded me of a general who created an ancient myth.

The short young man also strangely attracted attention. He looked even more striking because he was wearing a bra that didn’t suit his physique.

‘I said Jinyang and So Jeonggwang.’

She was the one who saw the two people in action on the last battlefield.

And Yeon Ho-jeong also spoke about the two when he was awake.

‘surprised. It seems like there really is such a thing as fate. ‘They are both great men who each held one position as the Minister of the Five Great Gods.’

I thought that if that was true, then the will of heaven was really strange.

‘That’s true.’

Two people getting closer and closer.

Mukbi’s eyes deepened.

‘It means me and them were colleagues.’

After a while, two people stopped in front of her cabinet.

Mukbi stood up from his seat.

Jinyang cleared his throat.

Su Jeong-gwang glanced at Jinyang and sighed.

“You should just pass this on to me…”

“You’re my subordinate.”

“That’s right. Why did I come in as a subordinate when I could just remain as a friend? “It’s so sad.”

“Whoosh!”

Jinyang cleared his throat again and spoke in a heavy voice.

“Now let’s begin.”

“I understand.”

So Jeong-gwang took a step forward and took the gun.

“It is said that he is the head of the Hwaungmun Gate and the military commander So Jeong-gwang.”

Mukbi bowed his head slightly.

“This is Mukbi, the head of the Murim League’s Uijeong Army.”

For some reason, there was an awkwardness in the tone of speech. I wouldn’t know if I hadn’t heard at all, but when I heard that he was actually a colleague, I didn’t know how to react.

So Jeong-gwang said with a smile.

“I’ve heard a lot about fame. “It is said that within the Murim League’s best military unit, there is a divine archer who defeats enemies with possessed archery skills.”

For a moment, Mukbi flinched.

Shrine. He said that was his nickname during his time as Emperor of Darkness.

It felt strange to hear these words from a former comrade whom only Yeon Ho-jeong knew, whose face he had never seen.

“It is an honor to meet Director Mukbi Muk, the lady of the palace.”

“Oh yeah.”

It was a pretty short answer.

Jinyang’s expression immediately became somber and he stuck out his mouth, but unexpectedly, a subtle interest arose in So Jeonggwang’s eyes.

‘He’s an amazing person.’

It is said that Yeon Ho-jeong, the chief of the swordsmen and swordsmen, is accompanied by a noble woman of great genius.

With that level of fame, one would be proud to go anywhere in the world. His origin is unknown, but isn’t Yeon Ho-jeong, who is with him right now, the eldest son of the Gangdong Byeoksan Yeonga, a member of the six generations of the family? It was enough to be arrogant.

However, there was no hint of arrogant personality in Mukbi.

His eyes were clear and deep, and although his response was somewhat blunt, his manner exuded courtesy.

‘It’s amazing.’

While serving as Hwaungmun’s soldier, he had seen a great deal of the attitude of the Baekdo Martial People.

Rather than being renowned throughout the world, people from the Baekdo clan, unknown even to local people, were showing off around the world. But Mukbi had nothing like that.

‘There’s no way to know his true personality… Well, at least this much from the first meeting…’

At that time, So Jeong-gwang saw the puzzlement on Muk-bi’s face.

He said quickly, thinking it was a mistake.

“Ah, I guess I was surprised to see the face of the noble lady I had only heard about through rumors. sorry.”

“Oh no.”

Su Jeong-gwang cleared his throat for a moment and spoke in an even more polite tone.

“It’s no different. We, Lord Mun, and other Hwaungmun troops are planning to return soon.”

“yes?”

Mukbi was surprised.

Jinyang pretended not to notice and looked at the distant mountain. ‘Uh-hui.’ A look of awkwardness was evident in the way he cleared his throat several times in a strange way.

So Jeong-gwang scratched his head.

“I don’t know how you will accept it, but in fact, our Hwaungmun is not a Baekdo political faction.”

“Oh hey!”

Discomfort is evident in the clearing of the cough in a particularly strong tone. It probably means that there is no need to say such a thing.

So Jeong-gwang shrugged his shoulders.

“Our Master Moon is a bit shy. Please understand.”

“Huh!”

“Anyway, I don’t think we can do anything more to help. “A lot of time has passed, and even Jongnam and Jang Mun-in have come, so if I stayed any longer, I would only get noticed.”

Jinyang also did not show any signs of discomfort at these words. He is the owner of the Jongnam faction and not anyone else, so of course he is bound to be noticed.

Mukbi nodded.

“I see.”

“Yeah. Originally, I was going to sneak him out without even saying hello…”

So Jeong-gwang glanced at Jin-yang.

Before I knew it, Jinyang had turned around and had both arms torn apart. It felt like I was doing gymnastics while looking at the distant mountains. Of course, I’m listening to this entire conversation.

“It’s because we had a fight with Yeon Daehyeop, or Yeon Ho-jeong, at the last minute. “Still, I thought it would be a good idea to say hello and leave.”

The words were good.

In fact, Jinyang was about to leave Jongnamsan Mountain. But for some reason, Yeonhojeong was caught and I couldn’t easily take my steps off.

It was very uncomfortable to just ignore it, and it was very uncomfortable to come to see him and say we would just leave.

I really thought about leaving last night, but I ended up giving up. This was because he had an ominous feeling that Yeon Ho-jeong would come and rip his hair out in person later.

That was the reason why, unlike him, he went out of his way to use it with So Jeong-gwang.

Mukbi thought for a moment.

‘What should I do?’

Yeon Ho-jeong did not clearly say anything about what to do with them. I just told them who they were and how talented they were.

‘It’s been a long time since a practitioner was so amazed and happy.’

Mo Fei looked at Su Zhengguang and Jin Yang alternately.

‘I’m not sure… but anyway, I have no reason to stop it.’

It was then.

“wait.”

Surprised, Mukbi looked back. The same was true for So Jeong-gwang, and Jinyang, who was doing gymnastics, froze in that same posture.

Grumble.

When did it happen?

Somewhat pale complexion. Yeon Ho-jeong appeared wearing only a loose white robe that did not suit the chilly weather.

“Yeon Gongja.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“I said it was okay, so I continued to stand as a guard.”

Mukbi grumbled.

“I don’t have a single close friend here.”

“What about the aftermath?”

“I’m busy.”

“Well, I guess he is like that too. “You suffered because of me.”

“That’s it.”

It was a world of difference from when I dealt with So Jeong-gwang.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at So Jeong-gwang.

So Jeong-gwang shrank his neck without realizing it.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was quietly looking at So Jeong-gwang, closed his eyes.

“Please wait a moment. “There’s someone coming to see me.”

“…to?”

Yeon Ho-jeong slowly sat down on the stairs.

Mukbi stood next to him, and Su Jeonggwang, who had been scratching his head, cleared his throat, walked a few steps away, and crossed his arms. Jinyang’s gymnastics became somewhat passive.

There was a strange silence for a moment.

How much time has passed?

hook!

Jinyang’s silent expression and Su Jeonggwang’s eyes changed one after another.

An incredibly powerful force was approaching quickly. He was a super expert whose fiery anger was felt and whose foundation was pure Taoist practice.

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

“Are you here?”

The one who finally showed up.

It was Sunwoo, the Jangmun of Jongnam.