Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 151

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“This is not the time to let it be a joke.”

Suncheon Ikju Ha Do-un said. He had a calm face.

He knew the nature of the elusive Aksurim well, and did not show any sign of weariness or discomfort.

He just glanced at Jeongyeon Shin and continued speaking.

“I won’t ask you about the capabilities of Magwangikju. The achievements that Jeong Daeju has made so far are clear enough to be difficult to deny. It is a bit of a concern that the first task that he will take on as a Daeju is not usually a big one, but I think he has proven at least the minimum qualifications, even if it is only for a short period of time. He is strong enough and has the determination.”

Ha Do-woon spoke with a clear pronunciation. His tone of voice was full of emotion.

Jeongyeonshin’s eyebrows rose slightly. It was unexpected. Are all the great lords who have passed through the lord’s eyes like that?

It was only a few days ago that he showed his displeasure towards the boy with his clear opinion, but he does not show any regrets when discussing his achievements.

Rather, that is why his words and actions felt weighty.

The new sword corps commander did not seem to be like that.

“then?”

Aksurim asked rudely. The hand holding the spear that was propped up to the side moved strangely.

He repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fingers, which seemed to indicate that he was going to give up if necessary. It was an unconventional behavior.

Only then did Ha Do-woon’s eyebrows narrow slightly.

“Your attitude is not very good. Are you favoring the islanders?”

“Look at that guy? He’s my junior from way back.”

Aksurim smiles.

Phew!

Suddenly, a strong wave of energy rose from her body. It lifted her own short black hair and even swept up Jeongyeonshin’s eyes.

The presence that was revealed in an instant shook the stone seats of the Wonpyeongil Sword Master slightly.

The atmosphere suddenly became chaotic.

‘Aerodynamics… …!’

Jeongyeonshin’s eyes widened. The waves of energy were immense. She could clearly feel the air currents brushing her skin.

It was such a profound internal energy that it felt like the momentum when it rose was actually weak.

‘It’s not just the amount of energy that’s being stored.’

The boy was surprised again. He felt the spirit of the evil spirit embedded in the tree.

A wide and cheerful image is drawn. It comes from the realm of intuition.

Could it be that the complete unity of the spirits has been achieved?

I can’t even imagine how fast the internal energy can move.

It seemed like the weariness of a strong man, holding a spear in the form of a playful girl. It seemed like a realm infinitely close to purple.

The Iphwangsinchang Aksurim.

Jeong Yeon-shin’s complexion has calmed down. He is a top-class player with a firmer position than any of the promising black lords. That’s why he has turned back.

He was said to be the pillar of the true nature along with the new sword master. The next master of the new sword master. The boy’s strongest rival.

As soon as I sat down on the throne of the great lords, the goal became clear. It was a thrilling feeling.

‘I have to defeat the evil senior, and finally, I have to defeat the leader… … .’

I thought I had taken a big stride.

Wrong.

That’s not a person. It should be considered a disaster.

What about the new sword master? The scene of him pulling out his splendid internal sword and killing Namgung Gaju was vivid.

The invisible sword made of seven-colored light was a mystery second only to the natural sword of the Emperor of Heaven.

Is this a level that I can reach within three years? It seems like the higher I go, the more I escape royalty.

The years of service they have accumulated in Iphwangseong are incomparable to those of Jeongyeonsin.

The rewards for his achievements must have been enormous. It was hard to even guess how many times he had eaten the English scepter.

‘Why is it so hard? The world is so vast.’

The boy sank into himself for a moment, for the melancholy feeling had crept into him like a swamp.

You shouldn’t face it head on. You should turn away from it in your heart.

Until then, Aksurim was chattering towards Suncheon Ikju Ha Do-un.

“Can you be sure that you have no private feelings?”

“… Of course.”

Ha Do-woon replied with a cold face. Aksurim’s smile deepened.

“Isn’t it because of Baek Gi-rin? You’ve already decided on Namgung Hwa-shin as the next Suncheon Ik-ju. Everyone who knows knows. That such a promising player is trying to move the enemy by following Seomye. That would be a lot of trouble for someone like you. I’m sure it would be the same for me.”

She shook her head slowly. Her arrogant attitude strangely suited her.

Ha Do-woon’s mental cultivation, which allowed him to maintain his composure, was outstanding.

He opened his mouth again.

“This is a place to discuss the state of affairs in Gangho. I think I’m better than Senior Evil when it comes to public and private divisions. Let me ask you something. Senior Evil is the one who is destroying the rules of this Wonpyeongilgeomjang. Aren’t you really favoring Seomye? This junior clearly raised his hand in objection.”

“I didn’t have time to argue. The great lords who should be out in the world right away are tied up here because of those rascals from the Murim Alliance. If you mess up my progress, come at me.”

“Do you think I can’t do it?”

“Is there any oil on your Suncheon Sword? Pull it out. It’s not scary at all. Are you my 10-second tip?”

If the fairy of the nine heavenly kingdoms of Seolhwa were to go to the battlefield, would she be like that? The sight of Aksurim sitting down and wielding a spear and making a fuss was truly peculiar.

He keeps using foul language and even swearing, but he doesn’t seem to lack class.

Suddenly.

The corners of her mouth curled up as she glanced at Jeongyeonshin.

“Favoritism? Of course it’s favoritism. Don’t you know how boring it’s been to be among those boring and dark guys? With this bright red new blood coming in and lighting up the swordsmanship, would my eyes roll back or not? It’s so good!”

He rolled his feet in his original form. The ends of his black hair, which slightly covered the nape of his neck, were scattered.

It is said that the temperament of masters who have reached a high level is unpredictable, and the common adage seems to be true.

At that moment, Jeongyeonshin clearly heard the muttering of Majin sitting next to her.

“You’ve become old.”

“Is there anything a sage can’t say? As the real woman said. She’s so pretty. Your niece said.”

Aksurim glared at him and said.

“Is it possible to bring Seomye to Shingeomdae? As your nephew, it wouldn’t be a bad idea. I’ve already had a serious talk with Danju. You should kneel before the lord.”

“Vice-Lord, please keep your dignity.”

Yullyeongdaeju Unsoyu gave advice in a calm tone. Majin just sat there silently like a bear.

joy!

The momentum suddenly died down with Aksurim’s snort. Things stopped before they could get out of hand.

It was a sophisticated control of aerodynamics that brought to mind the phrase “flexibility and freedom.” The boy watched her every move with his eyes.

I wanted to make lofty skills and spirit the fertilizer for growth.

“There is no need to panic.”

Margin lightly tapped the boy’s shoulder.

“This is how the Grand Council meeting is originally. It’s a gathering of famous masters. There’s always going to be ups and downs. Just this table… … .”

He continues, nodding toward a very large round table.

“It’s been split and broken dozens of times. It’s something you, Yeonshin, have to adapt to.”

“… … .”

“The Wonpyeongilgeomjang is not a place where you can just talk. Sometimes you have to show off your martial arts skills to support your opinions. Don’t be afraid, because I’m your senior. Just do what you did to Yullyeongdaeju. Now you can point your sword at Heuksae.”

The last words came with a heavy weight. This situation is also a dark world.

Following the extreme devotion of the craftsman Jang, who weaves clothes with silk, I could feel his high status.

Jeongyeon Shin nodded slightly. It was awkward to discuss the behavior of her senior, Aksurim.

As if he had noticed his nephew’s feelings, Margin snapped his fingers on his armrest.

Doo-woong!

The noise was audible. It was a resonance that focused attention.

Margin opened his mouth.

“Suncheon Ikju, speak out your differences of opinion.”

“Ma Gwang-ik’s recovery is the problem. It is very unfortunate that my comrades have died, but I cannot help but look ahead. There are so many casualties, so how can I organize my personnel? It would be shameful for Ma Gwang-ik to go to the Martial Arts Association alone. It would also be dangerous.”

“That’s a fair point.”

Margin nodded.

He turned his gaze to Jeong Yeon-shin sitting next to him. He ignored Aksurim, who was pursed in a corner.

“Yeonshin, have you thought about something?”

“yes.”

The boy nodded slightly and opened his mouth.

“Anyway, we can’t go with a force the size of a single armed force. It would be like the Hwasan faction’s swordsman bringing all of the Plum Blossom swordsmen. It would be difficult to do this unless there was an all-out war between the two major factions. Since we are accepting the invitation as guests, I think it would be right to bring only a small number of elite masters.”

“Isn’t there a master with a healthy body like Ma Gwang-ik these days?”

Hadoon asked. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed. It seemed as if he had a gut feeling that something unpleasant was about to happen.

“Yes. I was going to ask you a favor since I have few opportunities.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered quietly and opened her lips again.

“I request the release of Baekgirin from Suncheon Ikju.”

“It has come to this.”

Hadoon muttered. His expression looked like he was about to sigh.

He said.

“It’s pathetic to see the big bosses fighting over their luggage.”

“… … .”

“However, we cannot allow the enemy of the armed forces to move at the will of an individual. That is a matter of discipline. Therefore, based on reasonable judgment, we will only allow the immediate dispatch. We will discuss what happens after that.”

Jeong Yeon-shin silently raised her winning ticket. Ha Do-woon, who had been watching the short but neat etiquette for a moment, shook his head.

“It would be better not to make a mistake about the current Ma Gwang-ik-ju. Ma Gwang-ik-ju and Baek Gi-rin have been on a long mission together, so they should be a good match, and Ma Gwang-ik’s circumstances are not favorable, so this is a decision made. The formation of the Martial Arts Alliance is not a small matter in nature. Since you need to have ample mental space, it would be right to at least arrange the personnel in advance.”

He shows an arrogant attitude as a senior of his nature. He, who had been making a solemn expression as if he was intoxicated by my words and actions, suddenly frowns.

“It seems I will definitely be the one going to Xinjiang. I will have to behead that little cult leader of the later Ming sect right away.”

The evil spirits and the many great lords, who nodded once in a while, began to tidy up their clothing.

It looked like he was about to leave.

Jeong Yeon-shin sat there dumbfounded. Could it be that the Daejoo meeting began without context and ended without the public?

The appearances of those who don’t like to sit down even a little are strangely similar.

It was an act that made a fool of the marginalized Jeomchangpa Sogeomhu. It would be more correct to call it a gathering of weirdos.

“Hey, didn’t you have a lot of questions for me?”

Sogeom-hu asked fiercely.

“Talk to Magwangikju.”

The Myeolseom Daeju, who had been silent the whole time, spoke with sunken eyes. The Changcheon Daeju standing next to him nodded roughly.

“There is no point in attending the Wonpyeongil Prosecutor’s Office meeting.”

“Seomyeya. Just remember one thing.”

Aksurim, who stood up lightly, raised his lips.

“There’s another reason why you were chosen. The reason why the Grand Master of Iphwangseong is attending the opening ceremony of the Murim Alliance is only one. The original purpose of the mission isn’t just reconnaissance.”

“… … What else?”

“Hwangbo and Namgung. We punished those who were harassing the common people while shouting for cooperation, but the Moorim Alliance is the ones who gathered like ants because it was unfair. The Eight Great Leaders and all came together in a big group. The dignity of our nature has fallen to the ground. How do you think you can do anything to us when those guys gather like that?”

“… … .”

“You are the natural answer to their claims.”

“Is that you?”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked quietly. At that moment, a pitch-black light flashed in Aksurim’s eyes.

“Yeah… … Is it easy to say it like this? ‘Our Magwangikju is so young, but if you want to stop this young master, shouldn’t the elders of the presbytery come? Realize the difference in class and exercise self-restraint.’ That’s exactly it. It’s a bluff that you can use because you’re here.”

It felt strange that she nodded her head.

It was as if she was living alone in another world. It was a cheerfulness that Jeong Yeon-shin had never imagined.

Jeongyeonshin stared intently at the old man who had the appearance of a young girl. What kind of family does one have to grow up in to have such conduct?

It was strange even by nature. It was difficult to explain the strange elegance that was embedded in Aksurim’s conduct.

The boy thought, “You’ve grown up so well.”

“There is no case where an old elder goes to the opening ceremony of a sect of various sects. You will be able to win the opening ceremony of the Martial Arts Alliance. Even if it is not the Yongbongjihoe and there are many veterans of the Jeongsang sects.”

She spoke like a swallow. Jeongyeonshin’s head tilted slightly to the side.

“It is unclear what I have to do to be considered a public figure.”

“Don’t think too hard about it. Just check out what the Menghui is like and pour some cold water on their mood. As the youngest invited master and the true nature of the Magic Wand.”

He speaks with a big smile.

Then, she lifted the hair behind her ears and caressed the white nape of her neck. Her bold yet beautiful appearance created a strange atmosphere.

“With a body that well-built, what can’t you do? Right?”

She said, her eyes scanning the boy’s body with an appraising gaze.

Jeongyeonshin nodded while looking at Aksurim. Her lower arms, exposed beneath her black sleeves, did not look like those of a master of spearmanship.

It looked so fragile, as if the aftereffects of the half-moon movement had taken away even the forearm muscles.

It was truly a scary thing. My maternal grandfather Ma Yeon-jeok’s arm looked better.

How weak is my own power? Without my internal energy, I can’t do anything.

‘Even if I look at it again, it’s not a half-life. If I just grow old and die properly… … That would be good.’

For a brief moment, the boy takes off his hat.

Aksurim slowly moved her red lips. Her lips curved into a graceful smile.

“Go to the Murim Alliance that is arbitrarily raising the banner of stabilizing the people’s livelihood and give those shameless rascals a piece of shit.”

A small whisper announced the end of the Great Council meeting.