Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 389

◈ New Sword (5)

Sacheon is the land of the old Shu. It was originally a single country.

The commander and the commander of the military forces had the civil affairs, finances, and military affairs of the entire Sacheon Province under their control.

Since he was of the same status as the monarch of each realm, he had no need to please anyone outside of Beijing.

however.

‘What is Ma Kwang-ik-ju’s favorite food…?’

What kind of strange thing is that? The commander frowned and stopped talking.

The porter glanced at himself and shook his head slightly, as if telling him not to act rashly.

‘Interest?’

Of course, the commander also heard about the Bukgung-ah of Yeoui Cheonju.

He said that he was not a man of common sense. He was someone who could knock down a cliff with one blow, and he saw high-ranking officials as nothing more than boulders blocking his way.

But, among the high-ranking officials of Ip Hwang Seong, who would not be like that?

‘Anyway, they are all known to be belligerent and arrogant.’

The commander glanced at the Yeoui Heavenly Pearl.

“Was he the type of guy who had a particular preference for something? I don’t think he was the type to show off his likes and dislikes… … .”

He talks to himself without any worries. This is the temperament of a self-centered child.

Her eyelids slightly lowered, as if she were lost in thought. Even though her eyelashes were long and dense, they did not completely hide her bright blue eyes.

It was as if a bolt from the blue had struck his eye.

The eyes are always open. It is proof of the nature, bloodline, and internal energy of the Heavenly Lord Yeoui.

The commander quietly closed his mouth. It was because he suddenly felt reality.

The leader of the armed forces under the Shingeomdan was thirteen. This was the most dangerous place in Sacheon.

The exhalation of the porter standing across from me became longer. It seemed like a sigh of relief.

“That’s too bad. Someone as great as Yeoui Cheonju would obviously know… … .”

He said. Bukgung-ah’s eyes, which were gradually becoming more ferocious, were filled with doubt.

She was beginning to frown as she began to wonder why she was worrying about such things.

“Of course you know?”

“Yes. Um… Since this is valuable information, I would hesitate to share it. The Magwangikju will one day become the nation’s divine sword, so how many people would cling to him for personal glory and gain? His lineage, achievements, and inaction are all things that only the Supreme Yeouicheonju can grant. I think I was too greedy.”

The porter added that he was sorry and then laughed heartily.

His voice was serious enough to be the symbol of a high-ranking official, but his humor was not light at all. It was different from when he spoke to the conductor in the carriage.

“Is this too much flattery?”

Bukgung-ah lowered both arms. Her expression looked like she had seen something disgusting.

But the porter felt relieved. This was because he had avoided the reaction he had initially worried about.

I had previously spoken with the commander about the issue of disbanding the Shingeomdan leaders, but if it was Yeouicheonju’s inaction, he would have overheard. The most urgent task was to evade the situation.

‘The first one I’ve encountered is Yeouicheonju, famous for being the most violent of the three black gangs… I have no choice but to use this as a bridgehead to negotiate with the leaders of the Shingeomdan. This is the best I can do.’

If you really get to know the symbol of Magwangikju Jeongyeonshin, it would be even better.

The foreman looked far ahead. It was separate from the advice to the shareholders to disband.

Ma Gwang-ik-ju was a man who would go to Beijing in the future. If you were lucky enough to gain his favor, it would be like gaining a huge capital.

“It is not flattery. The nobles of Ip Hwang Seong are very grateful to officials like us. Even if they sometimes encounter difficulties due to the cooperation of the Shin Geum Dan, it is something that must be endured… .”

“I don’t talk to people with long tongues like you. I don’t know when or how I’ll get involved.”

Damn it.

Bukgung-ah, who had interrupted the messenger’s words, got down from the carriage.

He then started walking without making any moves to spread his wings or anything. It seemed like he was telling me to follow him.

The commander, who had been silently observing the two people, opened his mouth.

“Can I bring the soldiers with me?”

“what?”

“You are too strong. Even a slight snap of your fingers can become a gust of wind and harm us, so I am afraid that you will be discouraged before we even converse. It is not enough to think about the safety of this land… … .”

Bukgung-ah, who had her back turned, burst into laughter.

“as you please.”

It was an answer that did not convey even a hint of tension. The government troops were silent.

* * *

The government troops, led by the commander and the commander-in-chief, followed the Yeoui Heavenly Lord and crossed the threshold of the Sipjeon Gate.

It was a vast place.

The land was wide, so smokescreens could be seen here and there, and each building that came into view had a tall tiled roof.

The taste of the deceased’s grand master was evident in the grandeur.

Here and there, warriors wearing white uniforms were seen. They seemed to have come from the Sichuan branch of the Iphwangseong clan.

“I smell blood.”

The warrior who approached behind the two high-ranking officials whispered. He said something that could be transmitted by radio.

It was intended to sharpen the vigilance of colleagues.

“Of course. Do you think the scum that used to live here would want to leave nicely?”

Yeoui Cheonju answered without even looking back.

The two officials swallowed their sighs. The destruction of the Ten Commandments, which were called the Thirteen Heavenly Clans. Even if they had heard of it, feeling it for real was another matter.

A mere dozen or so men tore down three pillars of Sima Weidao. It was truly so.

‘The great masters of the Wonpyeongil Sword Mastery. They are truly fearsome… … .’

A power that those with power cannot help but be wary of. Even the royal family is no exception.

The commander sat down and thought about what he should say. He thought, “First of all, I must not let the commander open his mouth.”

The porter glanced at his companion.

“Please stay by my side.”

“Of course it will be.”

The commander responded by tapping his sword. As a successful candidate in the military service examination, he was appointed to the highest position in the military affairs of Sacheon Province.

Although it may not be as strong as the Black Hwangseong, it is a martial art of considerable strength. If you are willing to put your life at risk, you should at least try to save face.

“Please protect me firmly.”

“… … ?”

The commander couldn’t ask the commander back what he had said.

A strange man was sitting on a pillar that seemed to be used as a watchtower, on top of a bloody trail that seemed to have been left behind after a corpse was dragged.

He was wearing a black robe over his body, which was covered in gray bandages. His body was sharp and his build was not small. Only two things could be guessed. He was a man, and he was black.

“Myungryudaeju… …!”

The sergeant whispered. Next to him, the commander flinched and stopped himself from grabbing the sword.

The monster’s eyes descended upon them.

“… … .”

Even though his face was covered in bandages, his pupils were not visible, but he still felt his gaze.

The porter shivered slightly. The air around him seemed to caress his skin.

‘The author is also a monster with incredible strength!’

The only person who remained calm was Yeoui Cheonju.

“Isn’t there anything from above?”

She asked. It was an unknown question, but Myungryu Daeju nodded slowly.

“Okay. Good work.”

Bukgung-ah didn’t even wait for an answer and stretched out her long legs. Her strides were extremely wide, as if she had come to the inner quarters. The government soldiers, who had become much quieter, followed behind her.

“Is the author the Lord of Heaven?”

It was the commander’s voice. The sergeant raised his head.

A man was leaning against the main gate of a pavilion, holding a long sword. Although his limbs were as long as a monkey’s, he was emitting a sharp aura like dozens of needles.

The air around me was constantly rippling translucently, as if my whole body was being irradiated with black energy.

It was about training.

The way he stared intently into the distance was dignified. It seemed as if he was waiting for something.

‘Where are you looking?’

The porter stopped and looked back at him. Right across from him, on the roof of the pavilion, stood a pale man.

The figure, wrapped in a pitch-black robe like a windbreaker, looked like a bat standing upright.

The morale of the government troops who had been forcibly releasing aerodynamic waves subsided like fog.

Blood-boiling water, blood-curdling magic.

The Myeongryu Daeju and the Changcheon Daeju are known to be the most respectable people in the government.

The new blood type was different.

He was extremely elusive. He was so ruthless that what he did in Haenam could spread all the way to the Forbidden City in Beijing.

Every province, including Shaanxi, Sichuan, Guangxi, and Guangdong, left behind different anecdotes. They all said it was a bloody disaster.

“I will keep my position with a sense of weight.”

The commander completely withdrew from the search.

Beyond the pavilion where the divine blood demon was, the sight of several black figures staring in the same direction as the Great Heavenly Lord no longer caught the eyes of the government troops.

This was the Bokmajeon. In order to protect myself, I had to turn away from the superhuman waves.

* * *

The sunlight streamed in through the window paper.

Jeongyeonshin suddenly opened her eyes. At that moment, the bed that had been gently supporting her entire body felt new to her.

“The Martial Arts Army has arrived. About thirty of them… … .”

He said. It was because he felt a synchronized wave of aerodynamics. The military spirit unique to soldiers who had mastered martial arts was flowing into the threshold.

It was a straight-line wave that was easy to use for passing the battle or forming a battle line.

It was quite strong.

Aksurim, who had been sitting on a chair next to him, nodded his head. He had his face buried in a book.

“You are the ones who have mastered the Bomyeongsimgong (輔明心功). The message came to you first while you were sleeping.”

“Are you a government official?”

“huh.”

The answer was dry.

Jeongyeonshin glanced down at her.

There is no sign of him taking his legs off the edge of the bed.

Her conduct was almost that of a bum. Her toes moved around recklessly as if she were stepping on a dharma wheel.

“So that’s how it’s woven together. Yeo-ryeong certainly has many unnamed tricks. So, the flapping of the wings of a mayfly…?”

It was Aksurim’s monologue.

He said that he was recently reading a copy of the Myeoljeolsima Chongram. He said that he had gone through a complicated process to get it from Cheon Geum Moo Go, the head of Bonseong.

Jeong Yeon-shin had not seen the other lords since she began to focus on her recovery. The only things that remained in her hand were the elixir and the magic tablets that made her feel the warmth of her seniors.

From the moment he arrived at Shipmun until now, no one has come to see him.

Jeongyeonshin slowly opened her lips.

“They are just cavalrymen on fine horses. If they came from the government, I can guess their purpose… Wouldn’t the people accompanying them be of high status?”

“Status? Our Northern Palace’s bastard is more than enough. Even if he’s like that, he’s a member of the Northern royal family.”

“Isn’t Senior Evil the leader of the group?”

“Where is that among the black ones? I’m the one who takes care of things at Wonpyeongilgeomjang. If we leave it alone, it’ll turn into a mess. But… … .”

Aksurim’s forehead rose slightly above the books.

“How are you feeling? Are you able to move now?”

“Yes, it’s gotten a lot better. I thought it would take a long time to recover… … .”

It was thanks to the bundle of elixirs that my seniors had given me. The efficacy was truly amazing, and my internal injuries were cured simply by constantly turning the Jeonggadonggong without any proper method of administration.

The scars carved into the skin like knife marks had no real meaning in the first place. They didn’t have much effect on generating energy or moving the body.

“okay…?”

Aksurim asked back.

Next to the forehead, the eyes appeared. The eyes slowly rose above the books and scanned Jeongyeonshin’s entire body. It seemed as if they were assessing her physical condition.

“How much better has it become?”

“You can operate the light wheel up to polarity.”

“Are you okay now…?”

“We can discuss the issue of our future. What kind of influence is our current unity having on the world situation… … .”

“No, you can’t.”

For a moment, an invisible curtain surrounded the room. A breath of fresh air rose from Aksurim’s body.

How long had he been holding back what he wanted to say? The way he immediately closed the book and put it in his arms was cautious, but the way his calm expression suddenly changed reminded me of a wall bomb.

“How did you compete with Geumsimunju? I have a lot of questions to ask you first!”

– Hey, what? Why are you like that!

A deep voice like that of a high-ranking official was heard. It meant that the curtain of the evil forest had been broken just as it was erected. The next moment, Jeong Yeon-shin witnessed black figures surrounding her bed.

Hwaaaa …

The relentless backlash from the light air destroyed all the walls.

The rumbling vibrations traveled across the floor and up to the ceiling, and the dust that rose up through them clouded the surrounding area.

“Stop, you black who have arrived with reckless purpose. Ma Gwang-ik-ju has spoken of the state of affairs in the world.”

It was the voice of the destroyer.