Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor - Chapter 281

Episode 281

‘Still, I should say I’m glad it’s like this.’

Even the worst case scenario was assumed.

For example, being diagnosed with a terminal illness or being informed that you will no longer be able to practice martial arts.

As long as I recuperated for a while, it could still be said to be in good condition.

There may be some gaps in your career, but that’s a small price to pay for operating a bombshell attack.

‘I’ve been running too frantically. It wouldn’t be a bad idea to take a break.’

At least half a year until complete recovery.

It was not someone else’s but God’s assurance.

It would be difficult to shorten the period.

After completing a thorough examination, Sinui left the room and said something like a throw away.

“The poison king’s funeral will be held in fifteen days.”

“…!”

I forgot to say thank you and ended up with a blank expression on my face.

I felt like I had been poured cold water.

I was out of my mind because I had just regained consciousness, but the reality I had been ignoring was finally coming into my skin.

The poison king died.

My heart was pierced by the hand of the Blood Witch.

I couldn’t shake off the mixed feelings.

[Don’t blame yourself. You didn’t do anything wrong.]

The words the Poison King left before his death passed through my mind.

‘I was encouraged until the end.’

A self-deprecating laugh flowed out.

If I, the general commander of the rescue team, was not responsible, then who was responsible?

‘I miss the dead. I never thought the day would come when I would feel this way.’

From an objective perspective, this rescue operation could be said to have been completed successfully.

First, a large number of survivors were rescued.

The number reached a whopping two hundred people.

Thanks to the Blood Witch’s concentration of power in the north to ensure the annihilation of the first unit of the rescue team, they were able to save more people than expected.

In particular, it was important that the main forces, including the Maehwa Shingeom, arrived safely in Sacheon.

Ui said that Maehwasingeom had already regained consciousness fifteen days ago.

He said that sooner or later he would leave his hospital bed and wake up.

‘Not only that.’

It also caused enormous damage to the Demonic Church.

Numerous demon cultists were exterminated, and the Blood Flower Witch, famous for being one of the Eight Great Demon Lords, died.

On the other hand, the damage suffered by our troops was not that great.

It was only minimal compared to the damage suffered by the Demonic Church.

‘but.’

I didn’t feel happy about that feat at all.

This was far from the ending I wanted.

“……shit.”

The old man, who would have died within five years anyway, just became deceased a little earlier.

But that fact felt unbearably sad.

I only realized it now that I lost it.

How much I cherished the new relationships I made in this life.

‘It’s a funeral.’

When I think about it, I couldn’t even say goodbye properly to the poison king who encouraged me until the end.

I wanted to at least see him off on the final journey.

‘I hope I recover enough to be able to walk for at least 15 days.’

I closed my eyes and focused my consciousness inward.

The energy sleeping in the Danjeon wriggled and responded.

As I carefully observed the energy flowing through my blood vessels, I sighed softly inwardly.

‘For some reason, the pain was severe.’

The blood vessels and organs in the body had suffered extensive damage.

Even though the condition has improved thanks to God’s treatment, it is still like this.

‘If it were an ordinary person, it would have been difficult to guarantee a complete cure, let alone recover over half a year.’

I thought I could understand why Shinui took at least half a year to get out of his hospital bed.

The White Thunder God’s supernormal abilities were definitely deceptive.

Even as I looked at the mess of blood flow in my body, I did not feel any sense of despair.

Because I was confident that I could solve it if I took enough time.

‘I guess I’ll just have to focus my time on using the White Lightning God Attack for a while. Since I can’t move my body anyway…’

After finishing the difficult Sojucheon (小周天).

When I opened my eyes, I saw two mothers and children sitting on a chair, looking at me in silence. My eyes widened.

I wasn’t surprised because I didn’t sense them approaching.

I don’t understand how these two people are here.

“thank god. “I’m really glad.”

“Why is your wife here?”

“He has been staying at the party house for a month now.”

Seo Moon-hye and Dok Go-seong.

I came face to face with Dokgo Woojin’s family in an unexpected place and in an unexpected way.

Although they were welcoming faces, I felt embarrassed because of my situation.

‘Right.’

It didn’t take long to understand the situation.

Dangbaekgun, the head of the Sacheondang family, and Dokgo Woojin were close friends.

The reason Dokgo Woo-jin was able to return to Gansu with peace of mind was probably because Dangbaekgun took care of his wife and son.

The woman, Seo Moon-hye, said as she swept my face with her pretty hands.

“Why are you making people worry so much?”

“…….”

I had nothing to say.

Didn’t he say it confidently in front of her before going out?

Don’t worry.

‘After making a rant, everyone came back looking like they were dying.’

In a way, it could be said that Seo Moon-hye’s scathing expression was natural.

One day, I asked Hao Wen to find out about Seo Mun-hye.

Because I wanted to find out what kind of great family she went through so many twists and turns in marrying Dokgo Woojin.

According to the information in the information provided by Haomun, it seemed that her family, the Ximen family, was a famous family that had held government positions in the imperial family for generations.

Like most government officials, Seomun Seju did not have a very good impression of the martial arts people.

Therefore, it seems that he was vehemently opposed to his beloved daughter marrying Dokgo Woojin.

Seo Moon-hye, unable to give up her beloved lover, eventually had to turn her back on her parents and family.

“……sorry.”

“I don’t want to hear an apology.”

“In the end, it was because of me that Master came back to martial arts.”

I felt sorry.

The reason why the head of the Seomun family rejected Dokgo Woojin was because he was a martial artist.

The reason why Dokgo Woojin decided to end his relationships in the martial arts world and go into retirement was probably related to this.

Seo Moon-hye stared at my face in silence for a while and smiled sadly.

An expression that clearly reflects complex feelings.

“You were concerned about that.”

“…….”

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. Because it’s not your fault. “It’s not your fault that Seong was born with a transvaginal delay, right?”

“Don’t you know, Madam? “I regularly encouraged my teacher to join the clan.”

“I also know that I did not recommend this simply for your own benefit.”

For a moment, the image of Dokgo Woojin appeared on Seo Moon-hye’s face.

They say couples look alike.

I had no idea where this unconditional trust came from.

For Seo Moon-hye, the martial arts people would not be very desirable.

Of course, I have no desire to get involved in the affairs of Moorim.

‘It would have been better if I had complained and reprimanded him.’

I smiled bitterly inwardly.

They say people become emotional when they are sick, and that’s exactly what happened.

I have never felt more uncomfortable with Seo Moon-hye’s kindness than today.

How many people in the world would actually worry and comfort the culprit who dragged her husband, who was devoted to his family, back into martial arts?

“How are you feeling?”

Seo Moon-hye deliberately changes the topic with a bright expression.

I took her face into my eyes and muttered in my heart.

‘I will never make my wife worry about me or my family again.’

* * *

That night.

Dokgo Woo-jin, who heard the news that I had awakened, came to the Medicine King Department.

As I was eating rice with the help of Seoyeon Dang, I greeted him with a glance.

“You’re awake.”

“yes.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m dying. “It’s hard to lift a finger.”

“It looks like he’s okay, seeing as he’s making noises.”

“Shouldn’t you be worried if your student sounds sick?”

“If it was really dangerous, they would have tried to hide it. “Because of your personality.”

“…….”

He was a teacher who knew his students very well.

I turned my head and asked Seoyeon Dang to leave the seat.

Dokgo Woo-jin, who was staring at the back of Dang Seo-yeon with a strange expression as she left the room with a bowl full of leftover rice, sat down with his butt on the chair and said,

“That’s what God said. “If I work hard on rehabilitation, I will be able to regain my health within a year.”

“I guess I told Master it was a year. “For me, you said it was half a year.”

“That would only be the case if it was kept to the minimum. Don’t make up your mind too hastily. “Because it won’t get better.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. However, when God refers to the teacher, he uses the expression ‘that friend’. “It looks like you two became quite close while I was asleep.”

“I guess it’s because we’ve been interacting a lot recently.”

“Have you caught Cheonak-gun?”

“I missed it.”

Dokgo Woo-jin responds with an indifferent expression.

Perhaps, if he had put his mind to it, it would have been possible to kill Cheonakgun on the spot.

I was able to confirm this because I was someone who treated him as a teacher and watched him from the side.

That he is a monster who is no less worthy of being called the pinnacle of the Baekdo martial arts world.

Even if Cheonakgun became stronger through the Amman closing training, he would not have been able to withstand Dokgo Woojin.

‘It’s a pity that I lost consciousness and couldn’t watch the fight between the two.’

It was obvious why Dokgo Woojin missed Cheonakgun.

This is probably because he fought while protecting his unconscious disciple and the soldiers of the rescue team.

‘I’m faking a calm expression, but I can’t help but have a bitter taste in my mouth.’

Cheonakgun is the main culprit threatening Dokgoseong’s life.

For Dokgo Woo-jin, it was like missing a chance to get rid of his worries.

I couldn’t help but feel regretful.

“Master. “I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“This is a story about my past.”

I took a deep breath and made eye contact with Dokgo Woojin.

The conversation I had with him earlier as we left the slums of Chengdu flashed through my mind.

[I will tell you everything someday. Starting with my birth, what the past I am hiding, and what I want to achieve in the future.]

[Just wait.]

Originally, I was planning to hide it until the end.

I had a plan to cover it up by telling a series of coherent lies.

But now, my thoughts have changed.

There was something I realized only after I had passed the threshold of death.

‘No matter what choice you make, there will always be regret.’

So wouldn’t it be better to be honest with your own feelings?

‘I know it’s an action that doesn’t bring any benefit to myself.’

I didn’t want to leave any regrets.

I wanted to cherish the relationships in this life.

I wanted to end a relationship made up of lies and deception.

That’s why I decided to reveal the secret that I had been keeping hidden for so long.

“Actually, I have memories of my past life.”