Absolute Sword Sense Chapter 309

< Episode 100: We Met (1) >

[Ahem. I don't have any special intentions. Do you have a marriage partner in mind from your family?]

hmm…….

There is no intention.

No matter how much I listened, the intention was clear.

Namgung Mujin, the head of the Namgung family, has a daughter called Baek Do-hwa, one of the three great masters of the Jeongpa martial arts world.

She was Namgung Gahee, the head of Bonghwangdang.

Of course, I know that there is also a second daughter, Namgung Hee-yeon, but I know that she is only sixteen years old.

Anyway, that's not important.

If I don't make this clear here, I feel like something annoying might happen.

I sent a message to Namgung Mujin.

[There is a woman I promised to spend the rest of my life with.]

[Ah…..I see.]

At my words, Namgung Mujin's eyes became filled with regret.

Judging by his reaction, I guess he was trying to introduce me to his daughter.

-Hey. This is a good position. You might become the leader of the martial arts world, so why don't you act quickly?

okay.

Maybe something like that.

In the case of political parties, such strategic marriages are even more prevalent.

Anyway, if you don't put up a wall like this, they'll show more interest, so it's better to just cut it off.

At that moment, Jin-gyun, the vice-chairman, coughed in vain and said.

“Ahem. I guess we’ll have to move.”

As he said, the ceiling of the conference room in the main building was blown away and the floor and walls were broken, making it difficult to conduct meetings.

So everyone moved to the military headquarters to resume the elders' meeting.

I, too, had no position in this meeting, but I was specially permitted to attend and travel with them to discuss the Hwanma Poison and other issues.

As we were moving towards the military building, one of the elders said:

“I don’t know who it will be, but if Sogeomseon becomes the leader this time, wouldn’t that make him the youngest leader since the founding of this alliance?”

He was Ungwangwoon, the head of the Jinju Unga clan.

Some of the elders who were displeased with his words could not hide their displeasure, but other elders were quite interested in how things had turned out.

The head of the Hwasan faction, Maehwabaekgeom Hoyang Jinin, stroked his beard and said.

“That’s right. It’s something you’ll only see if you live long enough.”

“Whether he becomes the leader or not, the head of the Ikyang Soga clan who has Sogeomseon as his son must be very happy.”

I laughed inwardly at his words.

Would that person have any reason to be proud?

If it was my real father, Jin Seong-baek, the god of nobility, I wouldn't know.

But I can't show off here, so I'll have to be a little humble.

He took the lottery ticket and said to them.

“Thank you for your compliments. I still have many shortcomings. I hope that my seniors will guide me.”

“Heh heh heh.”

The elders who had decided to support me looked pleased at my appearance.

As expected, humility was the best in politics.

Jinju Eon-ga's head, Ungwang-un, spoke to me with a smile.

“Is that too much praise? Everyone is just saying that because they are jealous. I wish I had a son like you.”

Come to think of it, Jinju Eonga's head of household, Ungwangwoon, had no son.

So he seemed to be even more regretful.

At that time, Jo Cheong-un, the leader of the Hyeongsan faction, laughed heartily and said.

“If you are so jealous, why don’t you send a hawk to Ikyang Soga? Then, wouldn’t you be able to get the best son-in-law in the world?”

Jo Cheong-woon made a light remark to suit the mood.

But when he said those words, some of the elders looked at me with strange eyes.

It's like a gaze looking at prey.

“Oh. So there is such a method. I guess I should send a hawk to Ikyang Soga while I’m at it.”

Even Ungwangwoon took this seriously.

When Namgung Mujin, the head of the Namgung Se family, was about to lose his fortune, he cut it off, but now he's openly mentioning the hawks.

I suddenly have a headache.

At that time, Dang Woo-jung, the head of the Sacheon Dang family, intervened quietly.

“Even without that, our Hyehwa is also getting married, so I was worried, but now is the time to send a matchmaker to Ikyang Soga like Elder Eun. Hahaha.”

In response to his words, Ungwangwoon said:

“Didn’t the Tang elder say that he would send a hawk to Murong Se-gae?”

“Huh. You thought about it, but when did you say you came up with a definite answer?”

“Ah. Is that so? I guess I was mistaken.”

We were having a conversation with smiling faces, but the eyes we were looking at were not smiling.

It was as if they were silently telling each other to get off of it.

Some elders of the Taoist sect were so interested in their blatant desire for me as a son-in-law that they felt like they were watching a spectacle.

-Hey. This is totally competitive. What are you going to do?

I sighed inwardly at those words from Sodamgeom.

They were making a fuss among themselves without even thinking about who would give them the rice cake.

I was in a difficult situation because I was worried that if I really became the leader, I would act even more blatantly.

I guess I should just cut it off here.

"line…."

At that time, Namgung Mujin of Namgung Se-ga opened his mouth before me.

“I heard that Sogeomseon has a woman he has promised to be with in the future. I think it would be best for the elders not to waste their time on empty talk.”

At Namgung Mujin's words, Sodamgeom chuckled and whispered.

-It's like the rice cakes I can't eat, you can't eat them either.

It doesn't matter whether that was the intention or not.

Thanks to this, you can naturally fall out of the elders' interest.

Jinju Eonga's head of household, Ungwangwoon, smacked his lips as if he was disappointed, but Dangwoojung, the second head of Sacheondangga, was not.

“There is a saying that a hero has three wives and four concubines. What’s wrong with that? Having multiple wives is no ordinary thing.”

'!?'

It was as if he didn't care at all whether I had a fiancé or not.

At his words, Namgung Mujin and Eon Gwangwoon each stroked their beards and nodded their heads, as if they understood that it made sense.

My head is starting to hurt again.

-Stop racking your brain and just reveal to your father-in-law that he is the Wolak Sword. That will clear everything up.

……..That's a really good method.

And then you will lose your identity as Sogeomseon Sounhee.

Who would have thought that as fame grew, such side effects would arise?

I guess I'll have to try something else.

* * *

Around the time of Yujeongsi, torches were lit all over the castle.

About two hundred young martial artists were gathered in a lecture hall north of the Martial Arts Federation.

These were the leaders and vice-leaders of each party within the league.

Everyone was puzzled because they had gathered here after receiving an emergency summons order from the second elder in charge of each party, Maehwabaekgeom Hoyang Jinin.

The same was true for Namgung Ga-hee, the head of Bonghwangdang, and So Yeong-yeong, the vice-chairman.

“Sister. The ceremony to elect the head of the clan will be held tomorrow, but why did you suddenly call the heads of the clans together the night before?”

“Well, I don’t know either. Medium. There’s just one thing I’m worried about.”

“Could it be your brother’s problem?”

The reason they were so concerned was simple.

I had already heard that several parties had gone to the Plum Blossom and White Swordsman, Hoyang Jin-in, who was in charge of the party's management, including the General Military, to oppose Sogeomseon So Yun-hui's candidacy for the election of the Grand Party Leader.

“Damn things.”

So Young-young couldn't hide her irritation.

Deep down, I had hoped that my older brother would not step down as the head of the clan.

Because they knew that his true identity was the Blood Demon, the leader of the Blood Cult.

But when I heard that other party leaders were opposing it, I felt a little angry.

“Why are you guys opposing it, Brother? Huh!”

“The reason is simple.”

Namgung Gahee's gaze turned to several of the clan leaders.

They were the leader of the Nokhyeon Party and Haebuk Peng Family's Peng Woo-jin, the leader of the Cheongryong Party's Lee Jeong-gyeom and the disciple of the former leader of the Muhan Jeilgeom Baek Hyang-muk, the leader of the Hwangryong Party's Mo Yong-su, the head of the Mo Yong Family's Soga family, and the grandson of the vice-leader of the Yeolwang Paedo Jin Gyun, Jin Yong of the Maengho Party.

Among them, the one who was originally the most powerful was Lee Jeong-gyeom, but the circumstances were unknown.

This was because Lee Jeong-gyeom had been banished from the alliance for a while because he was a disciple of the former leader.

So, it was a situation where it was unclear who would become the leader.

But in the midst of all this, the appearance of So Yun-hui, the swordsman, made everyone nervous.

While all the candidates had gained fame as late-stage indexes, So Yun-Hwi, the small swordsman, had already surpassed the realm of late-stage indexes and was standing shoulder to shoulder with the best martial artists in the world.

Even without that, countless young martial artists and members of each party admired and respected him, so what if he ran as a candidate for the grand party leader?

“But I really don’t think it’s right to fall for other people’s jealousy.”

“I am like that too, but there is nothing I can do once the decision is made from above.”

“It seems like they are openly trying to keep an eye on my brother. They are holding an emergency meeting like this when my brother is away on a business trip.”

“I think so too. But wait. Maybe they called us together for some other reason.”

Someone interrupted Namgung Ga-hee's words.

“Is that really so?”

She was none other than Murong Hui, the head of the Maehyangdang.

Namgung Ga-hee and So Yeong-yeong thought that she would not be able to raise her face because of the humiliation she had suffered during the day, but she still had a thick face and was trying to hide it, so Namgung Ga-hee and So Yeong-yeong clicked their tongues inwardly.

'I should have gotten scolded more by Sister Wiji.'

Mo Yong-hye spoke to them nonchalantly.

“Isn’t it ridiculous for someone who was a candidate for the vice-chairman to run for the position of the head of the clan, which is lower than that? Even if judged from above, it doesn’t make sense.”

So Young-young responded to her words in a mocking tone.

“I guess everyone is afraid that if my older brother steps forward, he will lose his position as the head of the clan.”

“Hahaha. What is there to be afraid of? And in the first place, isn’t it true that you can only compete if you can run as a candidate?”

It seemed that Mo Yong-hye was already convinced that So Yun-hui had been excluded from the list of candidates.

[Young lady. Don't fall.]

At this, So Young-young's insides began to boil, but she did not respond any further to Namgung Ga-hee's attempts to dissuade her.

There were other clansmen around him who were paying attention, and talking to her any further would only make him more annoyed.

At that moment, the second elder, Maehwabaekgeom Hoyang Jinin, came up to the stage in the lecture hall.

Everyone bowed to his appearance.

Hoyang Jin-in opened his mouth.

“The purpose of this emergency meeting is to inform you of the final candidates for the Grand Master and to make public any information that was not previously announced.”

'Something you couldn't tell me in advance?'

Everyone couldn't hide their puzzlement at those words.

What on earth are you trying to announce by saying such things?

Hoyang Jinin continued speaking.

“There are preparations for the competition tomorrow and there is no need to drag it out, so I will call the final candidates for the grand lord. First up is Lee Jeong-gyeom, the head of the Cheongryong Party.”

“Wow!”

Those who supported Lee Jeong-gyeom cheered at his words.

Although he was expelled as he was called a divine being, there were still many clansmen who followed him.

However, Lee Jeong-gyeom was yawning and taking the lottery ticket as if he wasn't very interested.

“The second candidate is Jin Yong, the leader of the Tiger Party.”

"yes!"

Jinyong confidently stepped forward and took the lottery ticket.

As soon as that formation appeared, the party leaders cheered as well.

It seemed like there were quite a few supporters, although not as many as Lee Jeong-gyeom.

“Next is the leader of the Hwangryongdang, Murongsu.”

When his name was called, Mo Yong-su came forward and took the lottery ticket.

At his appearance, nearly half of the clansmen cheered.

'under!'

Contrary to expectations, Jinyong couldn't hide his emotions at the loudest cheer.

Among the clansmen, only Lee Jeong-gyeom was considered a rival, but an unexpected ambush had appeared.

Seeing Mo Yong-su's triumphant face, my fighting spirit was definitely boosted.

“Next is the head of the Nokhyeondang clan, Peng Woo-jin.”

“Wow.”

The sound of shouting was reduced to the point where it was loud enough to be heard by the ears.

“……..”

At the sound of three or four people shouting, Peng Woo-jin grabbed the lottery ticket and hurriedly covered his face as he came back into the midst of the sobbing.

Even though only the party leaders and vice-chairmen were present, if the support was this low, it was scary to think about the election for the party leader tomorrow.

So, three candidates were called in turn.

A total of six heads of households were called, but all of them looked at Hoyang Jinyin with nervous faces because their names had not yet been called.

'Please don't call me.'

The majority of candidates were hoping for it.

I hope that name won't be called.

The only people who openly wanted their names called here were Namgung Ga-hee, the head of Bonghwangdang, and So Yeong-yeong, the head of the household.

'Please! Please!'

That's how Hoyang Jin-in opened his mouth.

“These six clan leaders have registered as candidates. I hope that the election for the grand clan leader will have good results tomorrow.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the candidates cheered.

Jin Yong and Mo Yong Su did not show it on the outside, but they were secretly satisfied.

If Sogeomseon is nominated, everyone will be disadvantaged.

"iced coffee….."

Although she had expected it to some extent because of the atmosphere, So Yeong-yeong could not hide her disappointment when her older brother, So Yun-hui, was not called as a candidate.

The head of Maehyangdang, Mo Yong-hye, spoke to her in a dispirited tone.

“See? I told you. Even the people above said it was against reason.”

“Tch.”

I was so angry, but I had nothing to say because the result was like this.

I just had to convince myself of it.

'That's right. It's not right for my brother, who is a blood demon, to be the head of the Martial Arts Federation. Then, all the information about the Martial Arts Federation will leak to the Blood Cult.'

That was when I was convincing myself like that.

Hoyang Jinin continued speaking.

“It’s a secret of the alliance, so I haven’t made it public, but I have something to tell the heads and vice-heads here.”

Jin Yong asked as if he were the representative.

“What is that?”

“Before the election of the Grand Master tomorrow, there will be a match to decide the leader of the Martial Arts Federation.”

-Whoohoohoo!

“Are we finally going to choose a new leader?”

“That was the day of the election of the Grand Master.”

Everyone couldn't hide their surprise at those words.

Now that I think about it, I thought there would be discussions about electing a new leader soon, but I didn't know it would happen at the same time as the election of the new leader.

Jinyong felt proud for no reason and carried the load on his back.

Although he had not heard the full story, he was certain that the most likely candidate for this election was his grandfather, King Yeolwangpaedo Jingyun.

Mo Yong-su raised his hand and asked.

“You said it was a deciding match, not an election. What does that mean? Are you saying that the candidates for the leadership are competing against each other?”

“What? You’re competing?”

Jin Yong blurted out his feelings without realizing it.

Naturally, it was assumed that Jin-gyun Cho, the vice-leader, would rise to the position of leader.

But if it is a decisive match as Mo Yong-su said, it means a competition.

“That’s right. As you said, Lord Murongsu, the position of the leader will be decided through a competition between candidates.”

“Is that why you called for the leader, Baek Daehyeop?”

“That’s right.”

The murmur grew louder at those words.

Everyone already knew that the former leader of the Infinite Sword, Baek Hyang-muk, had come to Infinite City.

But the secret was revealed as the reason for this was not revealed and people were curious.

“Ha! How could this happen!”

“This is a total hit. How did they hide this fact?”

“Then we can see two of the six greatest masters competing.”

The room became noisy.

Beyond a simple election, we got to see a showdown between rare and skilled experts.

As a result, interest in who would win naturally arose.

“Is the former leader returning?”

“But can you call someone who has touched the Blood Demon’s martial arts like that?”

“But I’ve never seen a time when the alliance was as strong as when I was the leader.”

“That’s true. The previous leader even cut off the head of the previous blood demon.”

Jin Yong was secretly displeased with the reactions of some of the party leaders and vice-party leaders.

'Ha. These.'

Judging by their reactions, it seemed as if the winner of this fight had already been decided.

He himself knows that the former leader is an absolute master who has surpassed the realm of superhumans, but he doesn't know what it's like to be in a match between such masters without actually trying it.

At that moment, Lee Jeong-gyeom, who had been quiet, raised his hand and opened his mouth.

“Are there really two candidates?”

At his words, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Jin Yong said, snorting.

“Who else would be a good candidate? The lord of the Musangseong Castle, Mujeongpungsin? Of course, that wouldn’t be possible. Or a wandering thief? A neutral king? There’s no one who would come…”

In that moment, Jinyong's eyes widened.

Someone's name flashed through his mind.

It was the same for others.

There was another superhuman who appeared during this period.

Jin Yong asked with a trembling voice.

“Hoyang Jinin… right? But still, a candidate for the position of the leader must be someone with some level of experience…”

“That’s right.”

"yes?"

“The Sogeomseondo is also a candidate for the position of leader this time.”

'!!!'

As soon as those words fell, the room became turbulent.

No one considered Sogeomseon Sounhwi as a candidate for the leader.

Since its founding, there has never been a case where someone who has just passed the age of maturity has become the leader of the Martial Arts Federation.

'This damn brother!'

So Young-young was dumbfounded.

I hated that he had kept such an important fact from me.

However, when he saw the face of Maehyangdang's head, Mo Yong-hye, looking at him with a shocked expression, he felt somewhat relieved.

No, I should say it's refreshing.

Namgung Ga-hee was so surprised that she sent a message to her in a flustered manner.

[So Daehyeop is a candidate for the leader? A psychic. Did you know?]

[I didn't know. I should have figured that guy out later, but how did he plan to hide this… Wait a minute.]

So Young-young's face turned pale for a moment.

Aside from the fact that it was hidden, this was the first time in my life that I had ever experienced such an absurd case.

'……This human is a blood demon.'

ⓒ Hanjungwolya