Chapter 495 – 489 the Way Back
= Hello. Good morning, Yeha Seongje. And Trapronen Spirituality.=
Hyeonchinwang, who came to the morning training place in the direction of the fox siblings, bowed his head to Hwanin in a neat and tidy appearance that was no different from last night.
Could it be because of the six tails on the head of a white fox? The white clothes that look like a mixture of Joseon Dynasty official uniforms and Japanese priest’s uniforms look very good.
Hwanin bowed his head in the same way, with polite manners that were neither less nor more than that.
“Good morning. The story should have been roughly sorted out yesterday. Why did you come here at such an early hour?”
=Before contacting the home country, it is to discuss whether we can clarify the schedule a little more. There are also things I would like to ask for your understanding on other minor issues.=
Ho Cheon-myeong’s soft gaze turned to Ya-hwa, one of the two attendants.
Hwan-in, who was quietly gazing at Ya-hwa, who was looking at him with dark emotions, asked Ho Cheon-myeong about his intentions.
“Is what I’m thinking right?”
= I’m sure it will. This child too.
Then, as his gaze turned to Joo-hwa, Joo-hwa’s complexion turned pale after receiving the gazes of two people, Hwanin and Hocheonmyeong.
“You weren’t an attendant, were you?”
=The attendant is correct.=
“I see. You are suffering a lot.”
At Hwanin’s calm tone, Ho Cheonmyeong smiled, which is rare, and bowed his head while hugging.
=I believed that the Holy Emperor would recognize it.=
The confusion of the surrounding characters is added to the conversation without the two subjects.
The attendants behind Ho Chun-myeong also showed signs of embarrassment, and Anne asked while slightly pulling Baek Ryeo-gang, who was a member of the same powerful family, by the side.
= Ryogang. Do you know what the two of you are talking about right now? I think it has something to do with Luke and the imperial etiquette.=
“Yes? Ah…… Well, if I’m right, those blue langs are probably knights of rank.”
=What is the mouth position?=
In response to Anne’s question, Isilite and Yurpa also look back at the Baeknyeo River.
“Because my sister said she was Princess Fleur…… Would it be similar to the Royal Family Knights?」
=…… Are those women going to become the backbone of the capital’s palace later on?=
“Assuming the position, those two are probably collateral royal bloodlines. That’s why Prince Ho Cheonmyeong, a direct member of the royal family, is going to personally take him around and give social education. I heard that after completing the social education, the positioning knights are assigned to departments suitable for their aptitude after being discharged and start studying in earnest.”
= Huh…….=
「Since the Prince is also a master of psychic arts, and they are also guardians of the royal lineage, they must have the strength befitting an attendant. Perhaps it is scheduled for a military personnel appointment?”
Baek Ryeo-gang’s explanation made the women’s expressions go bizarre. In a word, isn’t it a story that the prince is a nanny for the children?
As the story continued, the eyes and ears of the women turned to Baekryeogang again.
“Those two…… I think people have probably caused problems a few times because of their poor experience. Would you say you don’t know how scary a wolf is? It seems that you intend to use this opportunity to help Hwanin-nim to correct your habit.”
If that’s the case, the story fits.
The Royal Knights of Merianol is a kind of Royal Blood Academy where princes and princesses who do not have the right of succession of each race gather to study to find a way to help Merianol.
If the positioning knight system is similar to that, those youngsters might growl at the sword master without even knowing the subject.
=…….=
Anne glanced sideways and confirmed that Isilite was giving her attendants an icy gaze, and she held her hand tightly.
I can see how angry she is inside her. Her hands, which were always warm, are as cold as if they had been soaked in cold water for a long time.
=You have to be patient.=
=… I know.=
She was an Isilite who wanted to say that she would take her place without getting her master’s hands dirty, but if she did, it would be a diplomatic courtesy.
= A person like a prince made a direct request to Doryeong. That, too, is a debt the prince owes to the doryeong. If you really don’t like it, you can apply for a military service later and knock it down. =
As expected, Anne’s explanation is in the same context.
Huh, with her small sigh, Isilite’s face, which was as cold as an iceberg in the North Sea, relaxed a little.
“It’s a debt to the prince, so I can handle the trouble, but is it really okay? In Dalian, I don’t do hand-to-hand exercises.”
Ho Tianming knew that these were not empty words, as he had just seen them in Dalian.
It wouldn’t be normal to hit the woman you love so much that you thought you might break a bone in the stomach.
Because she did, she replied with a refreshing smile.
=Don’t worry. I’m wearing a special sacred weapon, so if it’s not a blow that causes half of my body to evaporate at once, I’m sure my life will be preserved. I swear on the honor of the imperial family and I will be responsible for all the behind-the-scenes remarks that will come out of it, so please do not put the situation in her hands. =
“All right. Anyway, I was a bit surprised that the prince directly supported him.”
To the question that he was not an ordinary attendant, Ho Cheonmyeong answered with a slight but bitter smile.
=Does His Majesty the Holy Emperor know how the royal lineage of Radsea is maintained?=
“Because my knowledge is still short.”
=The blood of the imperial family maintains its concentration based on incestuous marriages between the maximum 6 cousins. However, the thicker the blood, the more the evil is revealed. For this reason, blood is introduced from the outside at intervals of about 200 to 300 years, and from that union, if a child is born who inherits the blood of the white tail tribe, it becomes a direct line, and if the blood of a multi-colored fox or other races is manifested, it becomes a collateral line.
Direct descendants become ninth-class nobles at birth, and collateral descend to eighth-class nobles.
If they do not contribute to the country with special achievements, their ranks will continue to be lowered in the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th collaterals, and eventually they will become a 4th-class noble family and be released from the palace.
And the central vassal of the castle palace consists of only 8th and 7th grade collaterals, and the attendant, the sisters Yu and Yahwa, are the 1st collateral lineage from 50 years ago.
Although he was born with the appearance of a blue-bellied man, because of his dark imperial blood, he also had some magical powers, and the internal circumstances that he was scheduled to assume the key position of the saints flowed out of the prince’s mouth.
=The Lukerang family…… Like any race, the Lukerang take great pride in their lineage. Because of that pride, it causes a lot of trouble here and there, but honestly, it’s very painful.
You can use your own hands, but if you do, the collateral family meeting will say, ‘Jeonha!! Keep your body tight!
No matter how many times he’s been through it, the white fox’s eyes show deep mental fatigue.
Recalling the stress he suffered from resolving an accident his junior had suffered while working at the company, Hwan-in sympathized with his fatigue a little, and swung the scale that was used as a substitute for Huung—strongly once.
“We will help you relieve that old stress.”
=… Thank you.=
It was the moment when a strange sympathy was formed between Hwanin and Ho Cheonmyeong.
Preparations for true education under the guise of Dalian proceeded quickly.
Joo-hwa, who had never guessed that she had come for such a purpose, became sullen like a scolded puppy and quietly stood next to Ho Cheon-myeong. And entered the arena.
As Hwanin and Yahwa stand at an appropriate distance, Trapronen, who was watching the process with a curious face along with her granddaughter, interjected and declared:
= I am Trapronen Radwon, the head of the Yeongdo Regional Investigation Agency, who was to observe Dalian as a notary public this time. He asks each of them to take part in this couple with fairness, considering their families and honors. Then…….=
Start.
Trafronen withdrew with a short cry.
The sparring begins, but Hwanin stands still with a spear stretched out in one hand, and Yahwa stares intently at her Hwanin as she stretches her sword back and covers her torso in the style of a front shield with a shield protruding.
Is it defensive swordsmanship?
His body was covered with a kite-shaped shield, with only his eyes sticking out above the shield.
In that state, as if trying to figure out her strategy and style on her side, her unblinking Yahwa action led her Hwanin to move her steps towards her.
‘Because I’m using an instrument to wrap my heart around…….’
She declared surrender by beating her violently from the start, and it seems that she is not in the mood to do so.
The investigation and research on the shield was done to the point of being bitten by Anne, so there was no interest in the other person.
Besides, that stance is an extremely defensive stance, so if this side doesn’t go, the confrontation will continue forever.
Hwanin smiled as he watched Yahwa’s gaze scan every part of his body.
=Haaaaa!!=
As if that laughter was the trigger, Ye-hwa spurred the ground and narrowed the six-step gap at once.
Along with a bleak death, the shortest straight line charge followed by a flash-like thrust spreads toward Hwanin’s chest.
Its speed was at a level that could never have been achieved by the body of a Holy Magician, but to Hwanin, it was about the same as a three-year-old baby running to him with a toy plastic sword and shield.
Took-
=Ugh-?=
As she first brought the tip of her stick to the point where her feet would step on through the blind spot covered by her shield, her ankle bent and staggered as if she was about to fall.
Hwanin hit her bare chin with a scale as her shield lowered, and Yahwa, whose chin turned nearly 90 degrees, opened her eyes due to her strong concussion and threw her fawn back. Like shaking her legs.
‘Your body is also strong.’
I swung it with the intention of smashing her jawbone, but it ended up being a little swollen. She is said to have the Divine Sphere, but is it something like a magic tool that greatly increases physical abilities?
While thinking about it, Hwanin literally beat Yahwa like a dog as his posture loosened and exposed gaps in his body.
Her swollen right breast is stabbed to the point of wringing, and when she recoils in pain, it strikes her side, causing her to twist.
While hitting the side of her exposed side as well, he mercilessly raises the slender chin, which he instinctively lowers to avoid pain, and strikes her neck openly, while at the same time stabbing her cervical vertebrae to the point of making a loud sound.
=Keew.=
It was Yahwa who tried to cover herself with her shield with both hands, spattering tears, runny nose, and saliva, as if she had come to her senses from the pain beyond the limit.
Quick!
= Kuck… !=
It is absurd to cover the whole body with a kite shield in the first place.
After cutting off the shins and insteps exposed under the shield, he kicked the crouching Yahwa out of the shield with the power of pulling up the belt of Grimoam to the middle-level spirit sangryong.
Bang, with a sound like a grenade exploding, Yahwa flew several meters and rolled over after being hit by her own shield.
=…… Ugh! Whoops, whoops… !=
Trafronen and his granddaughter, Ho Cheonmyeong and Juhwa made stupid faces.
If it’s a positioning knight, he’s a skilled person who can fight and beat a 4th-class heteromorph by himself, but this, this…… It’s not sparring, it’s just a one-sided harassing composition, like twisting a child’s wrist.
Ya Hua, who staggered up, spit out pieces of her teeth along with spittle mixed with blood, and raised her sword and shield with evil eyes.
And into the relic, everything except the phase power used to increase its regenerative ability is crammed into it.
Boo-woong—I felt the power spreading through my whole body as if my body was going to burst, and I kicked off the ground and ran like a bolt of lightning…… Yahwa twists the trajectory like a whip and dynamically swings the sword.
The culmination of the twisting step, in which one suffers more damage if one does not have a body suitable for it, was perfectly unfolded, but Hwanin read her sword blade and brushed it off as if she was cutting off falling leaves.
= Profit… !=
Pudeudeuk.
Ya-hwa, who had passed Hwan-in without causing any damage, could not twist her body again, so she performed an intense new technique with a ruler who would twist her muscles. She stabbed and slashed with him with a sword, struck with a shield, and kicked with a leg, but none of the attacks touched Hwanin’s body.
The sword was often kicked off or bounced off by the balance, and the shield and long legs revealing the beautiful legs only hit the air.
“I’m sorry.”
Hwanin, who had been attacked for about two minutes, left such a comment with cold eyes.
Bubbuck, tucked up! Kwajik. Awesome! Dudeuk!
Elbow, knee, thigh, flank, shoulder, temporal, shin.
He started beating Yahwa’s whole body mercilessly to the point that the viewer’s hamstrings tingled.
If a loophole is revealed, it strikes the loophole. If the loopholes are not revealed, they are beaten and beaten until the loopholes are exposed.
A one-sided beating that cannot come out without understanding all the weaknesses and habits.
= Turn off, turn off… !=
Yahwa, who was half-conscious at the violence that evaded, blocked, and did not work, unconsciously raised her shield and tried to block the attack…….
Kwakwang!!!
The shield he barely lifted was shattered and splattered with an impact as if he had been hit head-on by a 6th-class deformed species, and his left arm, which was wearing the shield, suffered multiple open fractures as if he had been hit by a truck.
=… Ahh!!=
Distraught from the excruciating pain, Ya Hua realized that all the stories about this man were true and that some were rather underestimated.
But to think that the match was won so quickly and overwhelmingly.
Thinking it was an unacceptable result, Yahua tried to put a stop to his consciousness, but suddenly he felt his eyes brighten and his mind clear.
=…… Oh?=
Warm and cozy gray ripples spread around the man in front of him, Seongje. It is a wave of tranquility.
And the man’s fingers approaching her forehead.
The moment his thick, manly finger stabbed the center of his forehead, Yahua noticed that his mind became clearer and clearer, as if a bowl of cold water had been poured into his head.
At the same time, the pain rising from the whole body becomes clearer.
=Huh.=
“It’s too early to faint.”
A long, straight cane was engraved in her clear blue eyes, and Yahwa gasped at the unknown emotion that filled her heart.
Is this, is this fear? Am I afraid of men?
Kwajik!
= Ok… !!=
Ye Hua screamed in pain as her ribs were shattered and swung the sword with her unharmed right arm, but she cut through the air meaninglessly.
Then Ye-hwa, who screamed silently at the pain of her pelvis being crushed, tried to sit down, but was hit by her collarbone, causing her body to turn backwards due to inertia.
Do you turn your back on the enemy? The fear that filled her heart rises to the tip of her head.
Jump! Whoops, Kwajik!
Then, he twisted his body as he felt his shoulder blades, spine, and tailbone being smashed one after another, and only opened his mouth silently.
“I didn’t even break a bone, so I’m crying because it hurts.”
It’s broken. It’s broken. I can’t move.
Turning around as if she had been grabbed by the collar, Ya-hwa saw an illusion of a goblin-like shadow rising behind the man’s expressionless face and stabbed her sword in a conditional reflex.
“Okay. It should be.”
At the same time as he spoke quietly, Yahua crouched down, unable to breathe from the shock that occurred in his lower abdomen.
My lower stomach and my uterus felt as if I had been pierced by a blade, and I couldn’t move my body.
At the same time as I thought about it, a strange sensation as if my brain was being squeezed came along with the sensation of my body floating.
And the physical pain pouring into your body.
At some point, Yahua could see and feel everything from her third person’s point of view.
He moves like a limp and swings his sword as an unconscious reflex. The cane of a man who stabs, whips, and beats himself all over his body.
As far as he could see, there was no waste in the man’s movements. He moves only as much as necessary and deals only as much damage as intended.
The connection between motions is beautifully connected, and the series of processes of carving the brand of pain on one’s body is truly art itself.
This overwhelming prowess of having the same body as a sorcerer but different arcs.
A level of martial arts that can be dismissed as a child’s play!
It’s different from the idiot-like men in the capital who only talk about women and things like women in the same way.
If you have skills worthy of your pride, that is the pride of the strong.
Ya-hwa, who stared blankly at Hwan-in as he beat her body, felt a new emotion sprout in his heart filled with fear.
To wield a long, straight stick up to 2m in length as if he was silently doing his job with a gentle face.
Even his own body shaking unsightly as he was beaten.
Even the sight of bleeding his pants red is a factor in sublimating his martial arts into art, so I feel extremely lovable.
At that time, his achievements seen in the report began to be listed one by one.
Escaping a level 6 forest labyrinth with four women with little strength.
Defeating the corrupted Bardul, who strengthened as he strengthened, and slaying thousands of synthetic monsters.
Forced purification of even the catastrophic mixture
Political and social insights enough to rehabilitate Prabur.
Bravery strong enough to face Althof.
Even the ability to take in mediocre warriors and fighters with a personality that was recognized by the sea king of Aleughel and nurture them into swordsmen and spirit knights.
He is full of both civil and military skills, a great position, and manners and formality befitting him.
I thought there would be no other man like Young master, but that was my own misjudgment.
The man in front of me was a man who was superior to Young master Ming.
=…… Oops! Wow!=
In an instant, the gaze of a third party full of a sense of floating was cut off, and Yahwa, who returned to the bridle of a heavy and stuffy body, vomited a handful of blood.
Thanks to that, Ye-hwa, feeling that his heart has cooled down a bit, gives strength to his body, which is about to collapse at any moment, and straightens it up.
I have to apologize for my base jealousy and suspicion towards this man. I have to apologize for bothering the busy Young master.
His whole body was in disarray, his legs trembling and his shoulders trembling. Nevertheless, instead of the left arm, which caused a compound open fracture, he lifted only his right arm and placed it on his chest, bowing his head to Hwanin.
= My… Go, write. Is. Cool. West… Ungje yes… Ha, well…… Nails, dragons… West…….=
Fluff.
She couldn’t finish her words and fell forward with her eyes wide open, but Yahwa was relieved by the slightly relaxed expression of the Hwanin she saw right before she passed out, and put her consciousness on hold.
If Yehwa’s injuries sustained in Dalian were diagnosed with modern medicine, it would have come out that serious injuries that would take more than 20 weeks to heal would have permanent sequelae.
= Night flower. Hey.=
=…… ?=
=Are you okay? Didn’t it hit you so hard that your head went crazy or something like that?=
=I’m fine.=
However, Yahua, who added his own abilities as a sex magician to Ho Cheonmyeong’s divine magic, recovered to the extent that he shook off most of his injuries in just one day.
Although there is still blood and urine and blood pouring from the vagina and anus when you go to the bathroom, this is a healing process. It’s not to the extent that it interferes with the escort mission.
Ye Hua, who was wearing her standing knight uniform, took her sister’s suspicious eye squarely and returned her gaze to see if there was a problem.
Coincidenced by that gaze, she let out a sigh as if frustrated.
= No. Like a crazy bitch, when you doubted the Emperor Seongje, your attitude has changed 180 degrees. But I don’t doubt and give up?=
Because of you, I’ve been beaten to the point of being sick of King Seongje’s eminence!
= Coin. Do you remember Genin?=
=Can you forget that garbage that only has an inferiority complex.=
= They called us bubbly trash assholes. And what I did to Hwanin was the same as what Genin did.
=…….=
=I realized that.=
=…… With only one couplet?=
=It doesn’t matter how long you realize your mistake.=
Ya-hwa, wearing a uniform top that was neatly ironed, checked her appearance in the full-length mirror and left her room.
= Hey, hey! Where are you going?!=
= I will apologize to Young master Myeong for my mistake. And I will go to Hwanin-nim and formally apologize again.
= What is it? Are you serious?!=
=… Half true I want to confess the remaining half to Hwanin.=
=Eek!?=
Joo-hwa hurriedly followed Ya-hwa as she walked out of her room at a slightly faster pace as her confusion reached its peak.
