Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 155

Episode 155

The King of Power is an ignorant man

“Can I come in?”

"huh."

Baekyak entered Danwoosung's room. Having returned to the upper reaches of the Milky Way, Danwoosung sent Sima Ji and Zhu Ziliang back home, and even ensured the safe return of Li Ziyan. He then lay down in his bed. He had been up for two full days. If he had simply run, he could have endured it, but he had engaged in a fierce battle with Geumgeom Ilya, leaving him exhausted.

Baekyak approached Danwoo Seong, who was lying down like a patient, and placed his hand on his forehead.

“Why do I have such a fever?”

“It rained a lot.”

“You can just avoid it.”

“The ambassador of Manmagung Palace didn’t let us escape the rain. We got caught in it together for quite some time.”

Baekyak cooled his hands and asked while placing them on Danwooseong's forehead.

“Did you kill him?”

"huh."

Suddenly, his head felt refreshed, and Danwoo-seong opened his eyes wide and answered.

“Ah, it’s nice and cool, but it’s a little scary.”

Baekyak said with a smile.

"Hold on. Until your fever goes down. Oh, while you were out, I met Manma Palace Princess on my early morning walk."

“Did you kill him?”

"No. He ran away well. In terms of instantaneous speed, he seemed faster than me or my brother. Of course, the difference wouldn't be that great."

“What did you say?”

"The other ambassadors were reporting that they were interested in the ice rink. Seeing how he immediately wanted to make me his wife, I knew he wasn't just some crazy guy."

“A crazy man can recognize a beauty. What about Senior Yishin?”

“Senior, you sleep like a ghost.”

“Like a ghost?”

"You sleep when the sun sets and wake up when it rises. You used to brag that you could fall asleep just by lifting your head. You're such a bright and cheerful person. You say sleep is the best medicine for recovering your inner strength. We talked about various things while you were away, and you said it seemed like the recent events would be resolved at Guhwasan."

"hmm."

"When my brother returns, he told me to get in top shape before we set off again. He said it should be just the two of us, my brother and Senior Yishin. He said there's no need for too many people."

“The martial arts alliance?”

“He said he’d contact me. He said he’d have to summon the leader, Gwangsin, and Geomsin anyway.”

“Oh, I see.”

“I told you I would go too, but you kept refusing with incoherent and vague statements.”

“What do you mean by ambiguous?”

“He asked me if I knew that there were medicinal herbs around the poisonous plants.”

“Is that necessarily true?”

"He said that's the case. He thought about it for a long time, and he guessed that if someone has the nickname of a god, there must be an opposite being in the world. That being might be waiting for him in Mount Guhwa… After saying this, he said that because I'm young, I have a duty to take responsibility for the next era. He said that he understands that I'm strong, but what happens in Mount Guhwa depends on the right horoscope. He said that men will fight, pulling out my hair and tearing my clothes, so you should stay at the top of the galaxy. Ripping my clothes… That's ridiculous."

Danwoo-seong burst out laughing.

“Well, that could be the case.”

“My brother said he would definitely return alive, so don’t worry about me.”

When Danwoo-seong smiled, Baekyak said this.

"So, I told my brother to make sure Senior Yishin's health is healthy. Please take good care of Senior Yishin. He's a warm and pure person."

“There’s the fanatic senior, and there’s me too. Even if there’s a demon god in Guhwasan, I’ll kill him and come back.”

Suddenly, Baekyak looked at Danwoo Sung with red eyes, and Danwoo Sung spoke with a surprised expression.

"why?"

“I suddenly thought of Senior Gwangshin.”

“But why are your eyes red?”

"Senior Yisin said anyone who loses their family goes mad. That's why he understands Gwangsin better than anyone else. He even considers him an ordinary person. He said that Gwangsin experienced something that would drive anyone crazy. That made me a little sad. He said that if he had a family and Gwangsin didn't, it wouldn't have been strange if their nicknames, Yisin and Gwangsin, had been swapped."

When Danwoo-seong reached out, Baekyak embraced him.

Danwoo-seong said while patting Baekyak on the back.

“It’s something that would drive anyone crazy.”

Danwoo Seong thought that Baekyak still hadn't given up on following him.

However, he thought that if Geomsin, Gwangsin, Uisin, Yoo Jeonghong, and himself were together at Guhwasan, he would not need any other reinforcements.

Of course, he couldn't have known that Geomshin was already recovering at Daebyeolsan after his fight with the Magical Boy.

Somehow, I felt it was right for this generation to wrap up what happened at Guhwasan. After all, Danwoo Seong was originally a king in his previous life.

As expected.

Baekyak said.

“I’ll go too.”

Danwoo Seong, who had been thinking, replied.

"Do as you wish. I don't know what the right answer is. But I'll keep it a secret from Senior Yishin, so you can leave separately later. If anything happens in the meantime, stay with me. That princess might do something stupid, so let's do this."

"yes."

Suddenly, the two people made eye contact.

When Danwoo-seong averted his eyes, Baekyak grabbed Danwoo-seong's chin and met his eyes for a moment as if glaring.

Danwoo's ego was divided and in conflict.

Something didn't look good.

It's an instinctive feeling that I might be caught and end up living.

Danwoo Seong asked.

"why?"

“Don’t you have anything to say?”

Come to think of it, Baekyak had been resting on Danwoosung's chest for a while now. He had something to say, but it was hard to get it out. The only excuse he kept making was that if he kept pushing, he'd be pushed back even further.

Danwoo Seong said.

“Go to sleep.”

Baekyak, so dumbfounded by the situation, lowered his head and patted Danwooseong as if to soothe him. He wondered if there were such fools in the world.

Baekyak kissed Danwooseong's forehead once and then spoke informally.

“Just sleep today.”

They'd been dating for a long time, but because they trusted each other, spending the night together wasn't particularly important. As Baekyak waved and left, Danwoo Sung closed his eyes, overcome with defeat.

Martial arts are something you learn and master.

I never learned about love, so it was like this.

Dan Woo-seong was a man deeply ignorant of women. But he knew it well.

'Ignorant bastard.'

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“Your Majesty, a man named Yetoseosaeng has come to see you.”

The leader of the martial arts world, Yu Jeong-hong, responded.

"Yetoseosaeng? Is this someone I really need to meet?"

“Yes. He said he has something to tell you about the magical force called Manmagung after we meet in person.”

“Take me to the Mengjujeon. I’ll be leaving soon.”

"All right."

As Yoo Jeong-hong burned various reports that had become useless over time in his office, he thought about his nickname, Yetoseosaeng.

The word "Yeto" (穢土) means dirty land, but in Buddhist terms, it means this world. In other words, it is the opposite of the pure land (淨土), the clean world where Buddha lives.

It is also a somewhat cynical statement.

It meant a scholar living in a dirty land, so the atmosphere was somewhat predictable.

Yoo Jeong-hong doesn't like these people.

So, before going to meet the scholar, Yu Jeong-hong took out his longsword and wiped it with a white cloth.

If a man he didn't know came to see him, he had a habit of making him wait, so he told him he would be out soon and deliberately cleaned his sword slowly.

Yoo Jeong-hong, who was looking at the sword here and there, suddenly put his nose up to the blade and smelled it.

The faint smell of blood had largely disappeared.

Yoo Jeong-hong remembered exactly how many people he had killed with this sword for quite some time.

I didn't mean to remember it on purpose.

Even if he was a villain, he had killed people, so an inevitable burden built up inside him, and he unconsciously began to count the number of those he had killed. If this number grew too high, even the most skilled swordsman would consider retirement.

But at some point, I couldn't remember how many people I had killed.

I didn't write down the names of the people I killed anywhere, and after living in the world of martial arts for so long, I might have forgotten them at some point.

Because I even forgot how many of my men I lost.

He was a man who endured time with this kind of forgetfulness.

I thought that it would be good for both Yoo Jeong-hong and the Murim Alliance to retire before making a bigger mistake.

After Yoo Jeong-hong put away his sword, he headed towards the battlefield.

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As usual, there was nothing in the battle.

If there was an appointment ceremony, chairs would be placed everywhere and even the Taesa Hall where the leader would sit would be covered with silk, but now it was just an empty place.

It would be a useless expanse of space until the next leader took over.

When Yu Jeong-hong arrived at the Maengjujeon and sat down at the Taesa-ui, the commanders of the guards and the generals took their places on his left and right.

Now, the captain of the escort group and the commander-in-chief were approaching sixty, and they were thinking of giving up their positions together when Yoo Jeong-hong retired.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar who had been waiting for a long time spoke to Yu Jeong-hong.

“Your Majesty, my name is Lee Si-ryang, a scholar of the Yeto School. Do you happen to know my name?”

Yoo Jeong-hong replied.

“I don’t know. It’s the first time I’ve heard that name and nickname.”

The yeti scholar asked.

“Then, do you know the name Lee Eung-hwan?”

“I don’t know. I heard you were going to report on Manmagung, so why are you suddenly asking for my name?”

Yetoseo asked again.

“Then have you heard of the nickname ‘Chwirang Eunkyum (取狼銀鎌)’?”

Yoo Jeong-hong stared blankly at the scholar.

“I’ve heard of it. I remember Churang Eun-gyeom.”

“Do you remember what you did to him?”

Yoo Jeong-hong replied.

“I remember cutting off his arm and sending it back to a place called Baekranggok (White Wolf Valley).”

The scholar asked in a questioning tone.

“Do you remember what crime Churang Eun-gyeom committed that caused you to cut off his arm?”

"What is the intention of your question? Are you asking because you think I don't know? Or are you asking because you don't know?"

“I don’t know, so I’m asking.”

"Chwirang Eun-gyeom, as his nickname suggests, was a drunken wolf. He was a master wielding a sickle as a weapon. I still remember him because he was a rare man who committed murder out of passion. The problem was that he was a madman who would instantly fall for any woman he saw. He didn't kill women, but if they had a husband or a man he loved, Chwirang Eun-gyeom would decapitate them. He repeated this a dozen times without catching them, so I single-handedly searched the Gaeyang, Ongan, and Yeogyeong regions, finding them and confronting them. As a result, I cut off one of their arms. I sent him away because he had three other comrades, most of whom were also lunatics, the kind you could call perverts. Later, Chwirang Eun-gyeom, now with his arm cut off, brought his comrades and ambushed me in the Taegang region. And then…"

Yoo Jeong-hong continued speaking while glaring at the scholar.

“I personally beheaded four people and then burned their bodies. Are you the son of Chwirang Eun-gyeom?”

The yeti scholar nodded.

"I feel a little better knowing you're so knowledgeable about the past. I'm not here to seek revenge. However, since my father, whom I never saw, was beheaded by the leader's sword, I believe I have the right to apply for the Bimu."

“Then why did you mention Manmagung instead of revealing the past and requesting a secret meeting?”

"Because it was Manmagung that took me in, raised me, fed me, and taught me martial arts. However, I can confidently say I had no idea what Manmagung did, and I've never harmed anyone or taken anyone's life under its orders. I've only learned martial arts. Manmagung also had only one request for me: to meet with Leader Yoo Jeonghong at any time and compete in martial arts, that's all."

“Oh, I see. So Eunwon is involved.”

The yeti scholar asked.

"A one-on-one duel, without any restrictions, in front of all the members, will suffice. Will you, Lord, accept my challenge?"

Yoo Jeong-hong was silent for a moment.

The commander of the escort unit, the general military commander, and other officers all looked at Yoo Jeong-hong.

Yoo Jeong-hong said.

"Your appearance and voice, with their age, don't quite match. It's awkward. Furthermore, as the leader of the Murim Alliance, I have no reason or justification to personally engage in battles with individual challengers."

Yoo Jeong-hong raised his finger and spoke to the members outside.

"Go and bring your senior. The challenger from the Magic Alliance wants a one-on-one duel. If he's a master from the Magic Alliance, it's only natural that your senior would want one. The rest of the alliance members, keep an eye on him to make sure your master doesn't change his mind. It seems a truly exceptional master has visited our martial arts alliance."

Yetoseosaeng glared at Yu Jeonghong with his eyes wide open.