Episode 901. I’ll put the baby to sleep.
Sword King Namgung Byeok sensed something was wrong with Namgung Yeon’s indifferent face.
The words of a daughter with transcendental wisdom are heavier than gold.
Of course, the words ‘don’t join the Southern Alliance’ sounded unusual.
No matter how much I thought about it, that was not a sound that would come out of the mouth of a daughter who raised the fallen Namgung family.
“Yeon-ah, how can you know that the rise and fall of the Moorim family depends on the Southern Alliance...”
“Father. I am the hostess of Seokgyeongjang.”
Namgung Byeok and Namgungcheon looked at Namgungyeon with sad faces.
That meant that she had nothing to do with the rise and fall of the Murim family.
Soon after, Namgung Byeok came to his senses and said to Yeonjeokha.
“It seems like I haven’t had enough conversations with Yeoni. I want to talk to you for a while. Could you move away?”
I glanced at Namgung-yeon, who was dating.
I wasn’t going to leave if she didn’t want to.
However, Namgoongyeon also nodded as if she had something to say to her father.
“Ah yes.”
As soon as I got married, I got up from my seat.
Namgung Byeok then sent a glance to Namgungcheon to leave.
“me too?”
When Namgungcheon, who hadn’t noticed, asked, Namgung Byeok waved his hands with a disapproving face.
Only then did Namgungcheon jump up and follow Yeonjeokha to empty the guestroom.
When he was left with his daughter, Namgung Byeok let out a sigh.
“ha! because? You know better than anyone what Nammaeng means to the Murim family and the Namgung family, so why are you against it?”
“It’s because the Nam Maeng and my father hurt the enemy. Even after that, Seokgyeongjang won’t get involved in the affairs of the Southern League >“
“Wounded?”
“My father accused him of not sympathizing with injustice. You’re not proud either, so don’t pretend to be righteous by yourself, right? My father drove a nail through his chest in the name of helping the future of the South.”
“You nailed it. That’s an overstatement. Fish cannot live in water that is too clear. All I want is for the enemy to compromise with the world and live.”
“It would be corruption, not compromise.”
“No matter how you express it, you shouldn’t pursue the ideal too much. You can’t live a real life properly with ideals alone. Look at the load now. He’s not a green forest, but he doesn’t get along with the Nam-Mang or Ho-Cheon-Mang. There is no place in the world that will accept him.”
“You know one, but you don’t know the other.”
“What do you mean I don’t know?”
“If the sun and moon fall moderately and don’t do the right thing, the world will soon fall into disaster. The enemy, who is a half-god, is such a being. Have you ever thought about how much suffering those who don’t follow him will suffer if he goes as bad as his father said? The father should be grateful that the enemy is innocent and does not know how to compromise with the world. However, if you are rather intimidating him and forcing him to fall, how can you get close to the South?”
“...”
Namgung Byeok could not refute.
If Yeon Jeok-ha moved for the southern alliance, the people of Hocheon-maeng would die.
That is exactly what he and the musketeer want.
When her daughter, called Empress Dowager Ten, declared that it was ‘corruption’, Namgung Byeok did not deny it.
“Yes, you are right. I understand that the enemy does not agree with the Southern Alliance’s policy. Even so, isn’t there something to keep a distance from? If you bend your arms inward, can’t you, who has the surname of Namgung, tune in the middle?”
“I told you. That his father had driven a nail into his heart in his pursuit of righteousness. Disappointment in his father and family Namgung, and disdain for himself, he was deeply hurt. The wounds he received from the Southern Alliance and his father filled me with a sense of betrayal and anger. As the years pass, he might be able to treat his father comfortably. But I’m not good at it. Does your father know why?”
“I... didn’t know you guys would be hurt that much.”
Namgung Byeok finally realized that things were more twisted than he thought.
Yeonjeok-ha is the same, but Namgung-yeon is the problem.
She never forgets what she has seen or experienced.
The same is true in the realm of emotions.
In some ways, remembering all your emotions is a curse, not a blessing.
The betrayal and anger she felt today would haunt her vividly ten or twenty years from now.
Namgoongyeon said calmly.
“Now that you know, go. We won’t be attending any Southern League events.”
“I see.”
I was amazed at the shallowness of the people who were dating.
It feels like a herd of minnows, going this way and then going that way.
The shape looked at the complexion of the younger brother and spoke carefully.
“I heard that the Demonic Cult was killed by the riverside of Infinite Subsui. It’s late, but I’m sorry. You have done great things for the world.”
“It’s not all the way to the bottom of the world.”
He waved his hand in love.
On the other hand, I admired the ability of the golden chair.
It was truly amazing to find out something that even Hocheonmaeng did not know because it was quiet.
“As the Demonic Cult fled, several secrets were revealed. Have you ever heard of him?”
“Not at all.”
After severing ties with the Southern League, Master Seok did not know what was going on outside.
“Do you remember Myeongwanggyo?”
“I know. They are things that have fallen away from famous schools.”
“Did you know that they were secretly holding hands with the Demonic Cult?”
“Did you?”
“The Demonic Cult and the Mingwang Cult worked together to try to take Henan. However, this time the goal was not military, but upward. They say he tried to gain the world with wealth in his hands.”
“ah!”
An exclamation escaped from the young man’s mouth.
I wondered why the Demonic Cult touched the guild, and I never thought it would be for that reason!
“But it got twisted when Daehyeop took revenge for the murdered agenda while escorting the mercenary. I missed the upper direction, and as a result, I also lost the leader and ran away.”
When the story of Lee Cheol-san came out, he let out a sigh.
I don’t know why the victims of such a huge conspiracy are always powerless people.
“Bastards! They roast and fry among themselves. I don’t know why they make severe people die.”
If you were trying to conquer Murim, why would you fight the Hocheonmaeng and touch the Sangbang?
As Yeonjeokha gnashed his teeth, the shape said with a smile.
“Fix it. Even so, the damage was minimal thanks to the Great Swordsman. If it hadn’t been for Daehyeop, there would have been thousands of deaths in Hocheonmaeng alone.”
That wasn’t an exaggeration. If you look at Murimsa, it is because tens of thousands of people died during the invasion of the Demonic Cult.
“When the Demonic Cult withdrew its footing, Myeongwang also silently returned to Gwangmyeong Village in Lushan County. It’s like the plan to borrow the power of the Demonic Cult to hit the famed Cult has come to naught.”
Little by little, the shape brought Ming Qiao into the conversation.
However, when I heard that it was a famous school with ties, I didn’t react much.
The shape that couldn’t stand it first floated luck.
“Now that the Demonic Cult has disappeared, only the famous Cult remains. Isn’t it?”
“I see.”
When Yeon Jeok-ha agreed, the form hurriedly got to the point.
“The Emperor has high expectations for the Daehyeop. The reason I came to Seokgyeongjang today is to tell you that. Please save the emperor from the hands of the famous cult leader and the alien aliens! Please protect the ancestral rites of this country!”
Only the eyes that were in love with the sudden blue were stunned.
After talking about the Demonic Cult and the Myungwang Cult, at some point, he asks to save the Emperor.
Following this, Samurai Jiilgang, a warrior from the south Jinjin, and Anbu Jang, a warrior from the northern Jinjin, banged their heads on the floor and shouted.
“O heavenly swordsman! Save the Emperor! Please protect Jongmyo’s post!”
Yeonjeokha looked at the golden chair with a puzzled face.
Looking at the promised action, it seemed that he came with a purpose.
Yeonjeokha, a blind believer in the law of speech, hesitated because he did not want to say empty words.
This is because, unlike government officials, ‘Emperor’ and ‘Jongmyosajik’ are words that Murim people hate the most.
In particular, I felt a sense of rejection to the extent that the chicken meat from the green forest grew.
At that time, I wonder if I was struggling to sleep, ‘Ah!’ and heard the sound of a baby crying.
‘This is the time!’ I quietly got up from my seat.
“Wait. I’m going to put the baby to sleep.”