Sima Shigaju Sima Xuhuan’s eyes shook as if hit by a typhoon.
I said, pushing the book in front of him.
“Please take a look at the contents.”
Sima Seohwan picked up the book with trembling hands and carefully turned the pages.
A moment of heavy silence passed.
Only the sound of paper being turned slowly echoed loudly in the room.
About a cup of tea flows.
“That would be enough to confirm its authenticity. “Please give it back.”
Deciding that this would be a good time, I held out my hand and said.
After hesitating and thinking for a while, Sima Xuhuan sighed and closed the booklet.
“…The content is incomplete.”
“Didn’t I tell you? “It’s a manuscript.”
“Where is the original?”
“There is no reason to teach you.”
When I got the book back, I activated samadhi and immediately burned it.
Sima Xuhuan shouted with a shocked expression.
“What are you doing!”
The corners of my mouth naturally curled up.
It was a reaction that was not unexpected at all.
I stared at him as he stood up, hitting the table, and spoke in an indifferent tone.
“It doesn’t matter, right? “No matter what I do with my stuff.”
“It wasn’t something that could be damaged so carelessly!”
“Well, I might hear some harsh criticism from the author, Secretary Dam.”
“Are you trying to provoke me now?”
“It’s the opposite. “Shouldn’t we get rid of items that could cause problems in advance?”
“…What do you mean?”
“As a guest, wouldn’t it be difficult if something unpleasant happened while staying at the Namgung House? “To prevent an incident in advance, it would be best to dispose of the causative item.”
“Do I look like someone who is not sensible enough to cause trouble within Namgung Se?”
“If he had been sensible, he wouldn’t have done something like that.”
“That kind of thing?”
“Even if you don’t say anything, wouldn’t the matriarch know best? “What kind of injustice have you committed so far?”
“Just hearing what you say makes me feel like I’m some kind of great villain.”
“You mean no?”
“Don’t recklessly say things that insult others without any basis.”
Let’s have a battle of nerves by exchanging meaningless conversations for a while.
Sima Xuhuan brought out the main point in a calm voice.
“The original copy of the map of Jinbeop should be returned to the Sima family.”
“Return. “What kind of nonsense are you talking about?”
“I don’t know about you as an outsider, but in fact, Reporter Cheon is…”
“Are you saying that Reporter Cheon is from the Sima family? “I knew that right away.”
I chuckled and rested my chin on the back of my hand.
A conversation I had with Damun in the past flashed through my mind.
[Perhaps Reporter Cheon was from the Sima family.]
[I once heard that from my father. Even if Cheon Ji-ja had not betrayed the family, the Sima family would have become a great family on par with the Zhuge family by now. At the time, I thought there must have been some kind of bad connection between Reporter Chen and Simase, but it seems that wasn’t the case.] “…If I knew, the story would be quicker.
“Even if the head of the family works hard to claim ownership, I will never hand over Jinbeopdohae.”
“Didn’t you learn that it is right to return lost items to their original owners?”
“Of course I learned it. So, I recently returned all the martial arts secrets I had acquired while subduing the Iron Blood Demon Army to their original owners.”
Qian Qizi is a bloodline of the Sima Family, so the ownership of the Jinbeopdohae that he left behind belongs to the Sima Family?
The justification itself was plausible.
However, a cause is just a cause.
If it is possible to pursue one’s claim with just justification, why are there fights and disputes?
I spoke teasingly with a sly smile on my lips.
“But this case is a different story. “I understand that Reporter Cheon, like Secretary Dam, is a person who broke off ties with Sima Sega.”
“On what basis are you saying that?”
“Otherwise, there would be no reason for Reporter Cheon to spend his last years secluded in the mountains, where no one can visit.”
“He must have simply left the world and retired.”
“If it’s just to turn away from the secular world, there’s no reason to have so many camps and institutions around your residence. And Secretary Dam said something like that. “The head of the family said Reporter Cheon was a traitor.”
“Do you have anything else to say?”
“There must be a reason why you told me that you took Reporter Cheon’s legacy.”
Sima Seohwan spoke as if he was chewing and stood up from his seat.
I stood up after him and nodded and answered.
“Isn’t the head of the family guessing as well?”
“It won’t work out the way you want.”
“We’ll just have to wait and see.”
Sima Seohwan must have known as well.
That this person is deliberately stimulating them in order to induce their movements.
‘It’s an obvious trap, but I can’t help but jump into it.’
[Isn’t the provocation too blatant? There would be no way for someone with a cautious personality like Sima Shiga to not notice our intentions.] [It is
better to openly reveal our intentions than to hide them clumsily. Anyway, as Lord Simase, he will have no choice but to respond to the provocation.]
[Well. That’s also true.]
A map of the true principles left behind by Reporter Cheon.
It was too tempting a bait to ignore.
I can guarantee that he will try to win within a short period of time.
If my group and I complete our itinerary and return to Sichuan, Sima Xuhuan will have no way to do anything anymore.
‘You don’t want to miss this one-time opportunity.’
Either force Damun to return to the family or use the lives of other party members hostage to force him to share his knowledge.
It was clear that they would try to steal the knowledge that Reporter Cheon left behind in some way.
Sima Xuhuan turned his back and left the room and said.
“Let’s just go.”
“Take a look. “I will not see you off.”
* * *
A separate building for guests located in the outer garden of the Namgung family.
Sima Xuhuan picked up the glass on the table and suddenly clenched his hand tightly.
The glass became distorted and the fruit juice inside poured out like a waterfall.
He cursed and threw his drink on the floor, looking around with menacing eyes.
The guard warriors leaning against the wall looked down in fear.
If you step forward at a time like this, you will end up in trouble.
Sima Xuhuan, who had been fuming for a long time without being able to control his anger, crossed his arms and muttered.
“good. “I’ll let you hang out however you want.”
Cheonryong didn’t know.
What incredible power Samasega possesses.
Several years have passed since Simaun declared isolation and ran away from home.
The current Sima Family was completely different from the Sima Family in Sima Yun’s memories.
He looked back at one of the guard warriors with harsh eyes and said.
“Send Jeon Seo-gu to Sega.”
“All right. “What kind of information can I write and send?”
“Bring in the Secret Killing Unit and the Jeolyeong Unit.”
“Are you sure you don’t mind? If you bring them to Anhui, there may be friction with the Namgung family…” “
Please refrain from worrying unnecessarily.”
A furrow was carved between Sima Seohwan’s eyebrows.
Cold sweat broke out on the back of the guard’s neck.
I knew it instinctively.
If he said even one more word here, his head would be cut off.
“Hurry up. “There isn’t much time.”
* * *
The banquet lasted for three days.
I worked diligently to interact with people and build friendships.
Of course, he did not forget to socialize with the most important members of the Namgung family.
“Then I will ask you to teach me a lesson.”
Namgung Seonghun, the sword dragon of the small family of the Namgung family, came out and stood facing each other in the center of the training hall.
Unlike when he was competing with Paeng Yeon-ji, there were no onlookers.
“i look forward to.”
Namgung Seong-hun, who politely bowed, rushed towards me with great enthusiasm and swung his sword.
The sword clashed with the sword, creating a sharp metallic sound.
Immediately after exchanging the first sum, Namgung Seong-Hoon immediately dug into the side.
A strand of sword spewed out from the point of the sword flew in with the momentum to pierce the side.
I lightly bit the new type, dodged it, and then unfolded the Wolyeonggeom’s first attack to put pressure on my opponent.
Twenty-third herbivorous month (水月).
The remnants that remained along the sword’s path crumbled into countless blades.
Chosik, who previously cornered Namgung Seonghun in a dance competition.
Namgung Seong-Hoon threw himself into the waves of illusion, his eyes shining.
The energy mixed with countless illusory blades passed through his body.
However, Namgung Seong-Hoon, despite the injury, leaped forward and threw down a king’s sword-style attack.
I let out a small exclamation and jumped away to avoid the attack.
Because I had cast a large herbivorous attack earlier, my posture was broken and I was unable to fight back.
‘You’re digging into it well. I guess this is because I’ve already seen herbivorous food once.’
The Namgung family’s sword technique contains the techniques of heavy swords.
Each meal was heavy and intense.
As I was exchanging sums, my wrists became sore.
The feeling was completely different from when we faced each other at the Yongbong Branch.
Previously, he only tried to fight stably, but now he was clearly aware that his opponent was a high-level warrior and was making moves accordingly.
There was no particular increase in level or a significant increase in internal strength.
It’s just that the tactics have changed.
Even though that’s all, it has become much more difficult to deal with than before.
‘Out of all the dragons except me, the first one to be recognized as a hundred great master is definitely the sword dragon.’
Of course, even so, there was a huge gap between him and me.
Namgoong Sunghoon was not the only one who grew during this time.
Namgung Seong-Hoon, who was unable to overcome the shock and took a step back, opened his eyes wide.
The shape of a blue blade wrapped around the surface of damro (湛盧).
It was an art of strength that only a master of Hwagyeong could show.
“…Geomgang. “You have truly reached the state of peace.”
Namgung Seong-Hoon drooled, wiping the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
I asked, feigning concern.
“Are you sure you don’t mind? “I think you suffered internal injuries.”
“It’s not so much that it interferes with movement. “Let’s continue.”
Despite witnessing the sword training, Namgung Seong-Hoon’s fighting spirit did not break.
On the contrary, he seemed to be burning with motivation.
By the time we exchanged about 150 seconds.
Namgung Seonghun could not hold on any longer and lost the sword from his hand.
He let out a long sigh and raised both hands.
“Thank you for your effort.”
“I thought we had grown a lot so far, but we still have a long way to go to catch up with Sohyeop.”
I’m sorry to say this to Namgung Seong-Hoon, but I didn’t intend to catch up with him for the rest of my life.
Would it be okay to show that he was pushed aside by a warrior of the same age when he was on the verge of returning to his home country?
I left the training hall with a light heart, having completed the task requested by the Sword King.
At that moment, Paeng Yeon-ji, who was passing nearby with his escorts, spotted me and approached me, waving his hand with a happy expression.
“Heavenly Dragon Little League.”
“Are you feeling okay?”
“It’s okay. I didn’t have any serious injuries.”
Peng Yeon-ji, who was looking at this direction with a meaningful gaze, drew a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.
She suddenly asked me a question.
-Have you decided what to ask of me?
I nodded without any hesitation.
What I would ask her to do was decided from the beginning.
I’m saying this now, but the day before, when Paeng Yeon-ji suggested a bet, I was happy in my heart.
‘I wondered if things could work out this way.’
The place where the Jangbodo map indicating the location was discovered was none other than Hebeuk Paengga.