Chapter 109

Chapter 109 – How To Win (2)

[The reason why the Iron-Blood Sword Clan had to collapse.]

[Han Seojin, the eldest son of the Iron-Blood Sword Clan, who betrayed his family. The Iron-Blood Sword Clan had to disappear.]

[The reason why the eldest son of the Iron-Blood Sword Clan had no choice but to bring it down.]

It all happened in one night.

No, it didn’t even take a whole day.

One of the Five Great Families that ruled Korea vanished.

The world was in chaos.

The martial arts world and the magic world.

They were pushed back by divine power and dark magic.

However, it was not that those two powers were weak.

They only experienced certain events and declined, but the power they possessed was still formidable.

Divine power was the strongest.

Following that, the chivalry of knights and the magic used by druids came next.

And then came martial arts and magic.

Despite repeated tremendous declines, it was the third most powerful force.

Even among the transcendents, many possessed great power.

Therefore, they were unknowingly subjected to many economies.

However, even so.

“A family in a small country in the East has collapsed.”

“Why bother? Is there any need to care about such a small country?”

“But it’s a world where the head of the family is called the highest level. There are less than ten in Korea, but one man brought down such a family.”

“What?”

“We need to look into it.”

Someone took an interest.

“Hmph, even if they are of the supreme realm, they are not the same. Do you know how vast the gap is between a transcendent and the supreme realm?”

“However...”

“Besides, he is an ordinary, shabby guy. He’s not worth paying attention to.”

Someone dismissed it.

“Martial arts, huh? It’s quite a mystical power. Building an inner microcosm and stacking it like a tower is truly unique.”

“It’s different from our chivalry. Nurturing strength through belief is good too, but they won’t be ignored either.”

“Well, since our king is interested, shall we take a look?”

Someone was intrigued.

And it was the same in Korea.

No, Korea was even more chaotic.

Like a melting pot, all attention was drawn to it.

“That guy has caused a stir.”

“That guy?”

“I saw him once at the academy. We crossed swords.”

“Hmm, really?”

“Yes, his swordsmanship was impressive.”

The Sword Saint closed his eyes.

It wasn’t just impressive.

There was a sense of ease even when facing him.

‘Moreover.’

He could feel it when he faced Han Seojin.

Incomprehensible.

An existence that couldn’t be understood.

Tremendous power.

A rigid expression. An incomprehensible kind of ashen color.

Everything else was understandable.

However, he could not forget the ashen sphere that destroyed his manifestation.

The Sword Saint thought to himself.

‘No matter how quickly he grew stronger, he couldn’t defeat the Iron-Blood Sword Clan alone.’

Surely, a transcendent must have intervened.

There were circumstances where two transcendents were present in this world simultaneously. If two transcendents had intervened, the Iron-Blood Sword Clan could be erased.

‘Surely, he will become stronger.’

Now, even he won’t be able to defeat him.

But the Sword Saint held his tongue.

It was because of the person in front of him.

His female cousin.

His information should not flow to that person.

‘In fact, his swordsmanship was quite considerable.’

He restored the sword of the Namgoong Clan.

That alone was enough to prove his talent.

It was a bit regretful that he used his fists more.

While thinking such thoughts, the Sword Saint drank his coffee.

“Hm, he’s twenty now.”

“Sis?”

“Is he worth raising?”

At her words, the Sword Saint frowned.

“It’s not like that.”

The civil servant quickly left.

“Wow~~.”

“Did you see that, my student? This is how you extract money.”

“Wow~~, I think I’m a bit infatuated with you, Master.”

“Sure, sure. Feel free to be infatuated.”

“Oh, are you accepting it?!”

“No.”

“...”

Yoo Eunchae had her characteristic blank expression.

“Did you really take down the Iron-Blood Sword Clan by yourself?”

“Yeah.”

“I heard it from Yoo Seolrang, but it was true.”

“Did Seolrang say that?”

“Yes, well—most of the others didn’t really believe it.”

It seemed like she didn’t believe it either.

I could see it in her expression.

She looked at me as if confirming if I really did it.

“But did you call a guest?”

“What?”

Yoo Eunchae had a puzzled look on her face.

Then, it meant she didn’t either.

‘An uninvited guest?’

I looked towards the door.

Then Yoo Eunchae also looked at the door.

Bang!

A woman appeared as the door shattered.

Brown hair and green eyes.

She was looking at me with sparkling eyes.

“What, what. Are you perhaps taken by this sister’s charisma?”

“...”

What the hell, who was this crazy woman?

“Ooh~♡”

“Wow.”

Yoo Eunchae whispered in my ear.

[That woman is crazy. She’s a 47-year-old lady who declared she wouldn’t marry unless the man is stronger than her, and she’s still single because of it.......]

“I can hear you!”

“...And she’s the youngest person to be in the Supreme Realm in the country.”

“......The future of the country looks so bright.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

“Could you not look at me with that pitying expression?”

Scoffing, the woman sat on the sofa.

“Anyway, I heard the story. You, they say you’re good with a sword?”

“...My main strength is my fists.”

“They say you’re good with a sword?”

“I use my fists.”

“They say you’re good with a sword?”

“....”

“Your stance looks fine. Your body is... oh my.”

Blushing, she glanced at me repeatedly.

“Your face is exactly my type. By any chance, with me...”

“Ma’am, do you know the word ‘shameless’?”

“...What did you say your name was again?”

“It’s Yoo Eunchae.”

“Bomb expert, Yoo Eunchae?!”

The intruder was shocked at the mention of Yoo Eunchae.

By the way, a bomber?

‘She looks like a person of the highest rank, but is Eunchae’s nickname known to someone like her?’

This was rather impressive.

What kind of trouble did she cause for her to know?

It was at that moment.

“Anyway, my name is Nam Daram. I’m the one who will raise you.”

“Wow~ Ajumma, you can’t even act your age and you’re saying this to someone who hasn’t even lived half their life...”

Yoo Eunchae stopped talking there as if something pricked her.

“...Anyway, you, I’ll raise you.”

“Who’s raising who?”

“What? Now my precious husband candidate...”

Nam Daram stopped talking.

There was someone looking at her with an expression of disbelief.

“Kwo, Kwon Sora-nim?”

“This crazy bitch!! I abandoned my duties and rushed over when I heard that the Iron-Blood Sword Clan had collapsed, and you dare to mess with our Seojin without considering your own age?”

“Wa, wait a minute, if you hit me with that, I’ll die?!”

I looked outside.

It was summer.