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Episode 194
Cheol Myeong-ho, my face is the Three Disasters Sword Technique
This happened when Cheolmyeongho was approaching his tenth year as the head of the escort unit.
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“Brother, aren’t you getting married?”
Yuk Jin-bo asked, and Yuk Myeong-bo also looked at Cheol Myeong-ho as if he was curious.
Cheol Myeong-ho looked at the Ssangbo brothers and snickered.
“What kind of marriage are you talking about?”
Ten years as the head of the escort group.
There have been quite a few changes.
Now, there was no rival for Cheolmyeongho within the escort group.
Even within the martial arts alliance, rivals were actually rare. Since they hadn't risked their lives in a duel, it was easy to dismiss them as such, but Cheol Myeong-ho knew.
Except for the retired seniors.
Except for the leader who is both a master and a friend.
That Cheol Myeong-ho himself is the second-highest ranking martial artist in the Murim Alliance.
But this twin brother was like that too.
He came in at the end of the escort group, but now he had no rivals except for Cheolmyeongho.
If there is one, it would be Sima Yi······.
In the end, it was also the result of Danwoo Seong's persistence and the time and effort he put into it.
Of course, there are things that don't change.
The honesty of the Ssangbo brothers could not be changed.
Yuk Myeong-bo asked.
“Don’t you like that flower? Hwa Eun-seol.”
Yuk Jin-bo nodded at Yuk Myeong-bo's words.
“That’s right. Miss Hwa Eun-seol, you’re beautiful.”
Cheol Myeong-ho glared at the Ssangbo brothers.
“But are these kids allowed to bring up their superior’s personal pain in such a calm tone?”
“I’m sorry, brother.”
“I’m sorry. You told me to speak comfortably when we’re alone.”
Yuk Myung-bo gave Cheol Myung-ho a recommendation with a stiff expression that showed no remorse at all.
“Please confess again. Even Lady Hwa is full of marriageable energy.”
Yuk Jin-bo intervened.
“It’s past.”
“Oh, it’s been a while, but I heard you’re still single.”
Cheol Myeong-ho said, pointing to his face with his finger.
"Look at my face. What do you think it would look like? Not you, but a woman."
The Ssangbo brothers stared blankly at Cheolmyeongho's face.
“It might be a little scary.”
“It’s not a face that I like.”
Cheol Myeong-ho replied.
"Ugh, you damn bastards… Anyway, my face… In terms of swordsmanship, it's like the Three Disasters Sword Technique. It means it doesn't work well."
“That’s a little sad.”
“I understand.”
Cheol Myeong-ho clicked his tongue as he looked at the Ssangbo brothers.
"You two aren't easy either. Anyway, with this face that doesn't get along well with women, you're rashly… and if you keep challenging the most beautiful member of the Murim Alliance, will your opponent have a hard time? Won't it be difficult?"
“It must be difficult.”
“It must be annoying. I can’t just beat him to death.”
Cheol Myeong-ho said.
“That’s why we need to take a long-term view.”
“Haven’t you been in love for ten years?”
Cheol Myeong-ho raised his voice.
"Why are you even counting my unrequited love, Yeonsu, and falling for me? Are you going to lose? Who are you? Jinbo? Myeongbo?"
“I see.”
“Myungbo, do you want to go behind?”
"sorry."
“Fucking bastards, they look exactly the same, and it’s getting more confusing as they get older. You should shave off that beard. You should keep growing it out. I’m dying of confusion. Is that a magic clone? The world is peaceful, so why are you using magic and causing trouble? You guys already look scarier than me, so why don’t you get married?”
Yuk Jin-bo replied.
“He looks scarier than my brother, so how can we get married?”
“Let’s stop talking.”
“······.”
There was silence for a moment.
Cheol Myeong-ho was about to spit out more curses, but he closed his mouth because he felt sorry for the Ssangbo brothers who were looking up at the night sky.
Cheol Myeong-ho suddenly got up from his seat, stood in front of the Ssangbo brothers, and straightened his iron umbrella upright.
“I think I know why this damn leader taught me the Three-Way Sword Technique.”
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"why?"
“It’s simple. The Three-Tier Sword Technique is me.”
As usual, Cheolmyeongho moved slightly and then swung his iron umbrella down toward the wide escort training ground.
The sword wind blew fiercely.
“Just swear at me.”
Then he spread out the horizontal cut.
“You’re losing your temper.”
The stabbing continued.
"For a simple, ignorant person to master, there's nothing quite like this. It's been years since I realized that no swordsmanship in the world can avoid the trajectory of the Samjae Sword Technique and create a first move. Even while others were pondering how to deceive their opponents, what changes to make… I simply swung. Now, even when unleashing a downward strike, I know where to cut, where to withdraw, and where I can intentionally cut, to the point where I know over a hundred points. After practicing the Samjae Sword Technique…."
Cheol Myeong-ho looked at the Ssangbo brothers again.
"Who are the most fearsome people?… The masters who have mastered and trained the fundamentals are the most fearsome. I can see that now. As for the rest of the show-offs, ah, now I see for sure. They're just piece of shit. I beat them all. Hahahahaha…"
“As expected, you are my brother.”
“The leader has excellent fundamentals.”
The three people looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.
“Hahahahaha.”
Sometimes, I would be surprised and laugh like this when I saw the three people who had been bickering at the casino come to the Murim Alliance and do this.
When the laughter died down, Yuk Jin-bo spoke.
“Stop being so brooding. Just confess again.”
"Why are you bringing that up again? I'll only confess once a year. Don't feel pressured."
“That’s even scarier, brother.”
Yuk Jin-bo said.
“Now that you’re married, we’ll find out.”
"What are you looking for? You crazy bastard, are you going to ask Haomen to find you a woman? You two potential women won't even find one. Offer them a thousand pieces of gold. Sir, I decline this request. That's what I'll say."
Yuk Myung-bo said this surprisingly.
“I didn’t mean to say that.”
Cheol Myeong-ho replied.
“What is it?”
"That's not our story. Look at how much you've grown, Master."
At Yuk Myeong-bo's words, the three people burst into laughter again at the same time.
“Phuhat!”
“Hahahaha.”
Cheol Myeong-ho held his stomach and laughed.
“Anyway, to Miss Baek… Ah, why does the word ‘wife’ feel so awkward to me? Anyway, seeing that he can’t do anything to Miss Baek makes me wonder if he’s really that foul-tempered guy I knew, and it also makes me think that even though he achieved everything he wanted, he’s being punished. And on top of that, how scary is your father-in-law? His ancestor is Baek Mu-jin. Hahahahaha.”
Cheol Myeong-ho suddenly stopped talking and looked at the main gate of the escort unit.
'Oh, shit.'
A familiar voice was heard outside the door.
“The escort leader is really badmouthing the leader.”
“He’s just like that, so you don’t have to worry about him.”
“That’s true, but.”
“Is there a provision that if you criticize the leader, you can be locked up in a brain prison for a few days?”
“There is no such thing.”
“Then there’s nothing I can do.”
The main door opened and Danwoo-seong and Hwaeunwol came in.
The twin brothers got up quickly and bowed.
“I meet you, my lord.”
Cheol Myeong-ho also put away his iron umbrella and paid his respects.
“Your Majesty, Your Majesty the General.”
Danwoo Seong said as he extended his hand to Cheolmyeongho.
“Our escort leader, please continue to do the things you’ve been saying about me······.”
Cheol Myeong-ho replied.
"I'm jealous. Why are you taking it that way? Tsk tsk, you can't be the leader of the martial arts world and do that. A broad mind and a warm heart are essential virtues a leader should possess."
Danwoo-seong tilted his head and said.
“The escort leader is unusually talkative today?”
Hwa Eun-wol nodded.
“That’s right.”
Cheol Myeong-ho suddenly stared at Dan Woo-seong, his mouth clenched. Knowing that this leader wasn't always easily defeated, something ominous struck him. He had a feeling a follow-up attack would be fierce.
Danwoo-seong said this while looking out the open door as if he had blinked.
“There were three of us who went for a walk, so why did only two of us come in?”
“I guess it’s because it’s uncomfortable.”
Cheol Myeong-ho's face turned bright red.
'Fuck······.'
Yuk Jin-bo and Yuk Myeong-bo looked at each other's faces and then took the lottery tickets towards their superiors.
“Then we will go to our lodgings.”
As the twin brothers disappeared as if running away······.
Cheol Myeong-ho coughed in vain.
Hwa Eun-wol spoke towards the door.
“But shouldn’t we still say hello?”
She came in from the front door.
Of course, it was Hwa Eun-seol, whom Cheol Myeong-ho had been secretly in love with for ten years.
As the Lunar New Year approaches, I took the lottery.
“It’s been a while, Your Majesty the Escort.”
Cheol Myeong-ho responded to Hwa Eun-seol.
“Come on in, Bu-gak-ju.”
Hwa Eun-seol was now also a prominent figure in the intelligence organization belonging to the military council.
Danwoo-seong muttered.
“The words have increased. The leader of the escort group······. Military.”
"yes."
“It’s been a while since we had a light-air duel?”
“Is that so?”
As Hwa Eun-seol approached to say hello, Dan Woo-seong and Hwa Eun-wol's new form soared into the air and stretched out over the wall.
It was a truly absurd exit.
Since both of them had high martial arts skills, they couldn't even tell where they were running.
Cheol Myeong-ho looked around with a blank expression, but there was no one.
Oh, there was a theory of fire.
I was more afraid at this moment than when I had hurled curses at the Demon Lord at Mount Guhwa.
Cheol Myeong-ho let out a long sigh.
"ah······."
What should I say to the person I've liked for ten years right in front of me?
Hwa Eun-seol said as she looked around the inside of the escort unit.
“This is my first time here. We’re in the same martial arts alliance, but there are places I’ve never seen before.”
Only then did Cheol Myeong-ho open his mouth.
"Oh, the leader of the alliance has cut the budget for the escort corps and drastically reduced its personnel, so they've moved buildings and such. He's reducing the number of people stationed at the alliance and is continuously sending them out into the world of martial arts."
"okay."
Hwa Eun-seol looked at Cheol Myeong-ho.
“I heard you laughing so loudly on the walk that the leader suggested we come this way.”
"ah······."
“I approached quietly and deliberately eavesdropped, but why did you have to speak ill of the leader like that?”
"Aha, well, that's because we're friends. Because we're friends… It's not a bad story. It's amazing that the leader has matured… Anyway, he's great. That's what I meant. What could be more important than a man becoming mature?"
“Is that so?”
"exactly."
Only then did Cheol Myeong-ho look straight at Hwa Eun-seol. It was the first time in a long time that he had seen her face so directly.
There was no reason for the human who had spoken rudely to the Demon Lord to back down.
Cheol Myeong-ho said.
“By the way, you are still beautiful.”
“Suddenly?”
“Yes. Not suddenly. You were beautiful even ten years ago.”
“I’m getting older now.”
“I am older than you.”
Hwa Eun-seol said.
“Do you practice the Samjae Sword Technique these days?”
"exactly."
“Are you aware that the rumor that the leader of the Lord’s guard is practicing the Samjae Sword Technique has spread not only throughout the Lord’s domain but also throughout the martial arts world?”
“I didn’t know that.”
"If you don't mind, could I take a look? Is this a difficult request?"
“What would be difficult about showing you the Three Retribution Sword Techniques?”
Cheol Myeong-ho stepped forward holding a wooden umbrella.
It was going to be a demonstration of the Samjae Sword Technique that I would never forget in my life.
Even though it was the Samjae Sword Technique that I had become so accustomed to, it felt different from usual.
He performed the Samjae Sword Technique with all his heart, without intentionally infusing himself with energy.
Downward strike, crosscut, stab.
It was simple, honest, and uncluttered.
It was just a perfect three-strike technique.
Cheol Myeong-ho, who had been demonstrating, looked at Hwa Eun-seol and smiled.
“Aren’t you disappointed because it’s too simple?”
Hwa Eun-seol shook her head as if she was not disappointed.
“Not at all. I saw it well.”
Cheol Myeong-ho, who had been looking at Hwa Eun-seol's beautiful face for a moment, took the lottery ticket first and spoke.
“Your Majesty, it was nice to see you again today.”
Hwa Eun-seol smiled brightly as she responded.
“Yes, it was impressive that you showed me how to do it.”
Cheol Myeong-ho extended his hand as if offering to escort her to the main gate. After their brief visit, Hwa Eun-seol left the escort, and Cheol Myeong-ho closed the main gate and stood there for a moment, his head against the door.
I also did my best with the Samjae Sword Technique.
I always did my best to be polite to Hwa Eun-seol.
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Cheol Myeong-ho, who was rejoicing over Lee Shin-woo's return, headed to his separate annex prepared for the escort battle.
It was a annex with the lights off.
Cheol Myeong-ho entered, lit the fire first, then washed his hands and prepared the food to make dinner himself. Cooking was something he did every time, so it wasn't difficult. While it was okay to eat in the communal dining hall, it was also a pleasure to dine in the annex.
I chopped green onions, boiled noodles, and boiled meat broth separately.
Among them, there were quite a lot of noodles.
While I was making noodles, I heard my stomach growling.
Suddenly, someone came into the annex······.
Cheol Myeong-ho quickly washed his hands and then stuck his head out. He smiled broadly at the person entering the annex and spoke.
“Madam, are you here?”
“I have to work overtime today.”
“Oh, I know. Just wait a moment.”
Cheol Myeong-ho makes noodles······.
Hwa Eun-seol, who sat down at the table first, peeked her head out and stared blankly at Cheol Myeong-ho cooking.