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# 271
Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 21
Chapter 67: The Lazy Man, Attacked (1)
“That’s what happened in the end.”
"yes."
Saga looked at Gwanggushin-gae with a stern face and asked.
“So what did the great hero Wi Yeon-ho do?”
“What happened?”
“Wouldn’t you know that your own disciple was Baekgeomseong?”
“You don’t seem to think so?”
"yes?"
The Gwanggu Shingae scratched its head.
Saga, who saw the dandruff falling from the corn, secretly took a step back.
“Of course, since Wi Yeon-ho has ears, he must have heard Baek Geum-yeong discussing the Man-geom. Furthermore, he heard from his master several times that the Man-geom-baek-ga was his family, so there’s no way he didn’t know.”
“That’s what I’m saying. You knew your master’s family. Then you could have considered Baekgeomseong to be your disciple.”
“That’s what I mean…….”
"yes."
“Let’s think about it this way. If someone came to you one day and said, ‘I am a disciple of your ancestors 300 years ago, and your family is our monk’, what would you think?”
“You might be wondering what the heck I’m talking about.”
"yes."
Gwanggu Shingae nodded vigorously.
“Even if you tried to prove it, there was no way to prove it, and there was no reason to prove it. Besides, it’s not a story that Baekgeomseong would particularly like. If you look at it in terms of distribution, Wi Yeonho would become the highest elder in his family. Have you ever imagined how horrible that would be?”
“……That’s a really scary thing to say.”
"therefore……."
The light bulb poked his ear.
“I don’t know what Wei Yanho was thinking at the time, but it seems that he had no intention of making his presence known to that side. There must have been many reasons, but the biggest reason was probably…….”
“It must have been annoying.”
“I guess you can now boast that you know a little about Wi Yeon-ho. Right? It was just annoying.”
“But that’s not a normal thing.”
“Well, if that’s the normal way of thinking, then yes. But what should we say about Wi Yeon-ho… He didn’t really learn from the martial arts masters. The great swordsman who should have instilled such a perception left home when Wi Yeon-ho was growing up, and the swordsman who taught Wi Yeon-ho… As you know, he was that kind of person.”
“Oh, that’s right.”
“So, Wei Yanhu’s perception of the temple was probably just that of a place where his master was. The Emperor of Swords gave his sword to Wei Yanhu on the condition that he would pass it on to his descendants one day, but that was a bit twisted.”
“It’s twisted?”
“I didn’t pass on the sword.”
"ah……."
Saga understood what the Gwanggu Shingae's words meant.
“That’s right. His Majesty the Sword Emperor said that he gave a sword not for his own light sword style, but only for Wi Yeon-ho.”
“That’s right. I didn’t receive anything to tell you, so I can’t tell you. Well, it could just be that I didn’t tell you because I was too lazy.”
It was magical.
If you add 'because it's bothersome' to every reason, you will understand and think, 'I guess that could be the case.' It was a magic that only Wi Yeon-ho could do.
“And, well, this may sound like an excuse, but it’s true that I didn’t have time to tell you.”
"yes?"
“It just happened.”
"ah……."
“Because that day was the beginning of it.”
The eyes of the Gwanggu Shingae looked into the distance. Regret began to fill his eyes.
***
“You can go home now.”
“Just wait.”
“No, there’s nothing left to do now…….”
“Please!”
Wi Jeong-han lost his temper.
“Didn’t I tell you to rest? You’re the kind of guy who usually makes a fuss about resting, so why don’t you rest when I tell you to rest and instead harass people? Did you boil a tree frog and eat it?”
“You can go home, but you don’t, so that’s why!”
“How can you tell me to leave before the event is over! Have you forgotten that we came as representatives of the Political Alliance? I’m sick of it, and it makes my stomach turn to see that guy being congratulated as the winner! And your injured brother is silently staying in his place, so why are you causing more trouble?”
“Tch.”
Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips.
'boy.'
Although Wi Jeong-han was pushing Wei Yan-ho, he did not say anything harsh. He knew that Wei Yan-ho, who was making a fuss about going home before the awards ceremony was worried about the injured Wei San-ho staying in this blazing sun.
'It's fortunate that at least our friendship is deep.'
Cheongyeongja said, "Wei Yeonho looks like he's about to jump off the stage, so please keep a close eye on him so he doesn't get into trouble."
I thought that if it was Wei Yanho, he wouldn't do something like that even if it was annoying…
'Where would you do that if I got hit somewhere?'
Wi Jeong-han shook his head.
He's the kind of guy who would grab his stomach and roll around on the floor, thinking it was hilarious to see his father, who had become a night owl, come home. Seeing him worrying about his older brother made me feel a little strange.
Should we praise good friendship, or scold those who are not filial?
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'Well, anyway, even if you do something good, it's so vaguely good that you can't praise it.'
Wi Jeong-han sighed as he gave a cool assessment of his son.
“It’ll be over soon, so just wait.”
"still……."
“Jodongari!”
Wi Yeon-ho's mouth stuck out, but Wi Jeong-han ignored his complaints. If you listened to Wi Yeon-ho, there was no end to it.
“Brother, are you okay?”
“Well, that’s okay.”
Unlike Wi Yeon-ho, who only made useless complaints, Wi Su-ryeon was closely following Wi San-ho and taking care of him.
Since the coral doesn't really complain of pain or anything, there's not much to do, but I was worried that there might be some discomfort somewhere.
'Friendship is really good, you know.'
The bond between the two brothers was so good that it seemed like the family would be fine even after he died.
“Now then, let us begin the awards presentation.”
In the center of the stage, or rather, the stage that was the stage, Cheongyeongja raised her voice. Then everyone turned their heads to Cheongyeongja. Usually, many people would have left by this point. People in the martial arts world who are not particularly obsessed with formalities do not have any attachment to such events.
However, the fact that there were almost no empty seats means that the inaction that Baek Geum-yeong showed captivated the people.
'Well then, that's true. There's no way anything he does will go well.'
Baek Geom-yeong was quietly taking all the attention that Wi Yeon-ho had gathered. There was already a lot of talk going on in the room about who was stronger between Wi Yeon-ho and Baek Geom-yeong, so that was all there was to say.
Wi Jeong-han was secretly annoyed, but Wi Yeon-ho seemed to have no qualms about such things. He simply continued to mutter his complaints with his mouth open, loud enough for Wi Jeong-han to hear.
'Okay, let's live comfortably.'
It’s impossible to live while thinking about and obsessing over every little thing. Wi Jeong-han smiled gently.
“Please tell us your thoughts.”
Meanwhile, after the awards ceremony was over, Baek Geum-yeong stood in the middle and looked around.
The sight of Baekgeomyeong, wearing white clothes and holding the sword that was handed down due to injury, looking down at the people was like a painting.
“My brother is more handsome.”
“……Yeonho, it doesn’t seem to be there. Be quiet.”
“Honestly, he looks like a parasite.”
'You're the same, Inma.'
Wi Jeong-han shook his head. With that much skill and that much recognition, he should be able to be a little more generous.
Wi Yeon-ho couldn't stand it anymore and started swearing at Baek Geum-yeong, saying things like there was dirt on his pants, that he had bad luck, and that he was short.
He was extremely timid.
However, Baek Geom-yeong didn't seem to care about Wei Yeon-ho's reaction. Baek Geom-yeong looked around and opened his mouth.
“Today is a very meaningful day.”
The people's gaze was focused on Baek Geum-yeong.
“It’s not because I won the championship, but because today is the day when our Baekgeomseong regains its great name of Mangeombaekga.”
The crowd began to murmur.
Some people had already heard the mention of Mangeom Baekga's name during the battle, but there were many who were behind and could not hear it properly. In such a situation, it was quite meaningful that Baekgeom Yeong called himself a descendant of Mangeom Baekga.
“There have been many things. And we have been working hard to regain the name of Mangeom Baekga. And now we have finally gained the confidence that we can proudly use the name Mangeom Baekga.”
Cheongyeongja's eyebrows furrowed.
'Being able to use the name of Mangeom Baekga means that you have restored his sword?'
The main reason for the downfall of Mangeom Baekga was the loss of Mangeom after the death of Geom Hwang. If Mangeom had still been passed down and there were talented people who could master it, Mangeom Baekga would never have lost its name.
But now that he's using that name again, it means he's reclaimed the sword of the past.
'A storm is brewing in the world of martial arts.'
Cheongyeongja let out a deep sigh without realizing it.
For the inspectors, the name Man-geom was both an object of admiration and hatred.
Why wouldn't it be so?
Even if the shaman is evaluated as the best swordsman in the world, he cannot say with certainty in front of Namgung or Hwasan, "Our sword is better than your sword." Even if Hwasan's sword is considered to be the best, he cannot say that it is better than Cheongseong and Jeomchang.
Because the situation can be turned upside down at any time depending on who is learning it and how they interpret and embody it.
But Man-geom is different.
They shouted, “The only sword is the Wan Geum Dok Jong (萬劍獨尊)” and did not acknowledge any other swords besides the Wan Geum. Isn’t that the reason why the Sword Emperor, despite being called the best in the world and the best of all time, is not mentioned often?
If they start shouting 'Manggeom Dokjon' again, the world will be in an uproar.
'Immeasurable Life Buddha, is this the advent of troubled times? … .'
Cheongyeongja looked at Baekgeomyeong with sunken eyes.
“Now back in the world…….”
“Your name will resonate.”
Baekgeomyeong's head turned.
A voice that resonates with inner strength.
This would never have happened unless there was an intention to provoke. When I traced the direction from which the voice had come, I saw a person sitting on the roof above the pavilion.
“That’s our name.”
Baek Geom-yeong frowned when he saw the man in black clothing.
“May I ask who you are?”
“It’s not difficult. It’s not difficult.”
The man nodded and answered.
“I am called Gwangmulyang (光無量).”
“The amount of light?”
Baek Geum-yeong tilted his head.
That's because it was a name I had never heard of.
The crowd also started to murmur. Someone I had never seen before suddenly appeared and interrupted the winner while he was giving his acceptance speech, so I couldn't look at him with a good eye.
While the organizers were watching to see if there was any movement, Gwangmu Ryang opened his mouth again.
“It’s a good thing that you found a name. Congratulations on the great success of Mangeombaekga.”
“……Thank you.”
“Then can we also receive congratulations?”
Baek Geum-yeong furrowed his brows.
“If something like that is worth it, shouldn’t you be congratulated? What is it that you deserve to be congratulated for?”
“We are like you.”
“…….”
Just as Baek Geum-yeong was about to ask again, Gwangmu-ryang opened his mouth.
“It is a good thing to find a name. You will regain your name, but we will regain our reputation. Not as a legend passed down as a joke, but as a living legend. From today, you will once again sleep trembling in the name of the new religion.”