Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 154

knight errant

Jeongyeon Shin’s eyelashes are long and drooping.

He didn’t care about the grandson’s laughter. The boy lowered his eyes for a moment and became lost in thought.

‘I’ve finally come up with a new law.’

I met a good person and created another martial art. Should I call it fate?

They say there are many noble families in the Ming imperial family, so I am grateful for the eunuch test I faced as soon as I ascended the ranks of the Great Lord.

I felt like I had entered a new world. It must be inevitable for me to be black.

‘There are many martial arts left. Self-defense techniques, light techniques, eye techniques… … I need to make a lot of them.’

Jeongyeonshin’s values regarding martial arts are different from those of most martial artists.

For most martial artists, it is natural to practice martial arts handed down from their school. They accept it as a natural tradition.

The boy was different. He felt like he was inheriting someone else’s clothes.

It was the same when I received the Wolryeongjohwagyeol from Iphwangseongju. It goes without saying that other martial arts were also like that.

Even now, I am learning the self-defense, protective skills, and eye techniques of Ip Hwang Seong. However, it is not as good as the martial arts that I created and practiced myself.

‘It’s building up one by one.’

The rapid rise in power of the Seomye Jeongyeonshin is due to the many types of Dokmun martial arts.

The martial arts that I created to fit my body perfectly were different from any other martial arts. Both Chosik and Jinki were like that.

‘Because the image of the knot comes from the founder.’

The efficiency of Jin-gi operation was different.

It was on par with the traditional Korean studies that had been passed down and improved over several generations.

There is a breakthrough for the boy who has difficulty achieving the union of the spirits and the three flowers and the awakening of the mind because the god of the upper body is enlarged.

We will create martial arts that can be used in the right places and deal with the attacks of mid-level masters.

‘The Lord of the Laws has enlightened us on the weaknesses of the swordsmanship and the recommended swordsmanship. There is room for reconstructing the Gwanghwa Sword Ryu and the Sihwa Mugeuk Soo. It would also be good to improve the operation of the Magwanggyeol’s true energy.’

There are many challenges. Looking at it another way, it means that there is still a lot of room for growth.

The boy’s lips slightly rose.

What kind of inspiration will they get from the Murim Alliance? The best martial artists in the world are flocking to them.

Jeong Yeon-shin enjoyed learning, despite his short lifespan. It was a trait that was developed later in life.

It was from the time when Jeong Ga-dong began to replace his mother’s warmth.

“I can’t believe it.”

While lost in thought for a moment, Jeong Yeon-shin’s gaze suddenly met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

The grandson was looking up at the boy, with a cool majesty in his dark eyes.

“Is that the young blue of that day? It’s even more amazing because it matches the spirit of a master of a hundred battles.”

“I am embarrassed.”

Jeong Yeon-shin answered calmly. The crown prince looked at him blankly.

“What incredible qualities and wit. When you meet me alone, you may call me Death Penalty.”

He said with a face that still had a hint of laughter. There was a loud noise from the side.

In the meantime, Myeong-yeo, who had been shaking, raised her eyebrows.

He only appears cold because he is a eunuch of a classmate. When Jeong Yeon-shin met him up close, she felt that the famous eunuch was quite surprised.

“If you follow the order of precedence, the death penalty is right.”

The boy blinked once and spoke slowly.

The grandson also took Iphwangseongju as his teacher. He was also much older than Jeongyeonsin.

Perhaps because the blood of the noble family is particularly thick, the only thing that makes him short is his height.

It was different from Jeongyeonshin, who had grown so much recently that she had to constantly adjust her balance.

The crown prince, who had his lips slightly raised, opened them.

“My name is Myeongyeo. Give it to me.”

“yes.”

Myeongyeo seemed to have completely recovered from her injuries.

I bowed my head politely and put my hand in front of me, but before I could even put my palm out, a wing started fluttering.

Tiny white feathers fluttered.

A bird the size of Myungyeo’s hand appeared. It was a pure white swallow.

It had a similar appearance to the one used by Hwangbo Se-ga’s Lee Gong-ja in the past.

“This is a beast raised with the secret arts of the clan. It is extremely intelligent and has a small inner power, so it can even use its air power. It is a spirit creature called Baekyeon (白燕), and I brought it in a hurry to offer it to Magwangikju.”

Myeongyeo said. Baekyeon, a swallow, tilted her head and stared at the boy. The little nod was quite cute.

“I have seen the Sega clan members use it. Is it the communication channel of the great lords?”

Jeong Yeon-shin asked calmly even when faced with a rare spirit.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, animals understanding human speech and demonstrating mysterious abilities have become more than just a thing in folklore.

Myungyeo nodded.

“Yes. This is a bird of prey. It won’t cause trouble. You don’t need to get it food. It’s a spirit that can only travel between me and Jeong Dae-ju, so if you need cooperation, just tie a letter to its leg and send it flying.”

In an instant, Baekyeon jumped up to the boy’s chest. Jeongyeonshin supported the swallow’s leg. He knew it with his intuition.

When I raised the light of the magic wand with the tip of my index finger and stroked Baekyeon’s head, small waves appeared as if the true energy was resonating for a moment.

At the same time, Baekyeon dug into Jeongyeonshin’s front porch, as if he had found a new home.

Myungyeo’s eyes widened slightly.

“It is not easy to establish a master-servant relationship with a spirit… … It seems that the great lord’s power is very sincere.”

“When you cut down an official, can you just send him flying?”

Myungyeo nodded at the indifferent question.

“yes.”

“Didn’t you say that he was Eunuch Byeongpil’s confidant? It’s Ma Gwang-ik-ju’s job to travel the world of martial arts, so I wonder when it will be possible for him to follow me.”

The boy said, recalling the introduction of the grandson, “Myeongyeo was called the right-hand man of the eunuch of the same class.”

“He said it was a difficult word to hold onto.”

A smooth smile appeared on the lips of the noble eunuch.

“It is a law that those in power have more than one or two hands. The eunuch has countless right arms.”

It was a statement that made one realize the vastness of the world. The grandson did not deny it either.

Suddenly, I just watched the conversation between the boy and the eunuch with an indifferent gaze.

Jeongyeonshin opened her mouth without paying attention. It was time to finish her business.

“I will be leaving for Hanjung tomorrow at 5 o’clock. I will not be concerned about my classmates along the way.”

The Jungwon martial arts world is a separate world from the inside of Iphwangseong. All kinds of variables are running rampant.

As the leader of the Magwangikju, it would take a lot of mental strength just to command his subordinates and focus on his mission.

Myungyeo nodded her head.

“The previous Ma Gwang-ik-ju did the same. It’s only natural. We are the ones who are told to do so, and it’s also Iphwangseong.”

“Go now. You’ve been holding me back for too long.”

The grandson said. He had his eyes slightly closed. His conduct was like a rumor that had been around for a long time. Jeong Yeon-shin had also heard about it.

The third heaven of the Ming Dynasty was said to be very capricious. It showed interest in something and then quickly lost interest.

‘I am grateful.’

The boy bowed briefly and thought. His relationship with the Crown Prince would not end here.

I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will be summoned to the palace. If it wasn’t something that would help me climb to the purple palace, I wanted to decline.

Even the royal family cannot easily give orders to the Lord of the Heavenly Kingdom, who protects the world, so they have no desire to become close to the Crown Prince.

The hem of her black dress fluttered. Jeong Yeon-shin, who had been serving as an example, turned around without hesitation.

Myeong-yeo glanced at the boys on both sides and opened her mouth again.

“Finally, I would like to inform Magwangikju. According to the secret agreement between the royal family and Iphwangseong, Dongchang has no choice but to support you, but if you abuse us, it will be problematic. Even if the great lords of Iphwangseong are noble beings, Dongchang has his own work to do.”

“We will only move in accordance with the banner of stabilizing the people’s livelihood.”

The answer, full of energy, rang out clearly. It was a force that showed off its presence while softly filling the room.

Does he know the value of his absurdly high military power compared to his background as a member of the Seongju clan, his status as a black member of the Iphwangseong clan, and his age?

The new governor, Ma Gwang-ik, walked out without even looking back. His footsteps as he crossed the threshold were unstoppable.

He didn’t listen to Myeong-yeo’s words. Anyone could tell that.

It felt like he was indifferent to whether it was an official or a gangster blocking his way.

Damn it.

The sound of Asrahan’s footsteps tickles my ears. The beautiful Jeongyeonshin has disappeared like that.

“What a cheerful priest.”

It was the crown prince muttering with his eyes closed.

After asking for his understanding, Myeong-yeo immediately sat down at a corner of the table and took out her stationery.

The slender hands of the eunuch classmate moved busily. He held the brush upright in an upright posture.

The words written in a single stroke of a brush contained the person’s personal history.

The Hwangseong Magwangikju.

From Hanam Shin Ya-hyeon, Jeongga-jang.

The name and character are identical to Seomye.

The Lord of the House of Lords personally takes the characters (the person who arranged the coming-of-age ceremony tells the characters to the people involved in the ceremony).

A king in black robes who is called by a separate name in Sacheonseong. He is called Hwajungamwang (花中暗王) because he uses the Mancheonhwawoo.

Inheritance of the mind method among the Wolyeongsinki.

Black martial arts level.

Compared to other great masters of the Imperial Palace, he has the disadvantage of having a slow attack speed, but he has very deep internal energy compared to his age.

The improvisation that comes from a sense of the ages is beyond the realm of the black color of the Yellow Emperor.

Independent creation of no-beak. Value rating imagination (上上).

It seems that he was influenced by the Buddhist scriptures, and he uses a single-strike, explosive martial art. Please refer to the attached research document on ‘Seomyeomumaek’.

The invaluable.

He is naturally very arrogant, but has a strangely suppressed inner self.

It is presumed that the Jeong family’s family tradition was not good.

There seems to be more acquired factors, but it is something that needs to be examined over time. The nature of the arrogant knight.

Appearance comparable to that of a noble family. Qualities of a spy. When appointed to the Royal Guard, one will have great influence in the political world regardless of the gender of the person being interviewed.

Based on the evaluation results, he requested mid-level support. It doesn’t seem like it would take much effort to support the current Ma Gwang-ik-ju.

Compensation for the loss.>

Eunuch Myeong-yeo’s blue eyes shone. The eyes of the clan that see through all things scanned the writing he had written.

Then he nodded to himself, rolled up the letter, put it in a wooden cylinder, and sealed it.

It was a top secret document to be sent to the palace.

* * *

The next day.

The sun rose high in the sky, signaling the start of the mission.

Now is the time when the late summer heat is finally subsiding.

Perhaps it was because of the fierce battle in Sacheon and the passing of the Seungdan Pass, but Jeong Yeon-shin unconsciously believed that summer would continue.

I saw it today and I was wrong.

The sky was awash with water. The hems of the young masters’ clothes fluttered slightly in the gentle breeze.

Gray, white, and blue tunics each sway up and down.

The leader was black. As the horse galloped, a clear autumn touch touched the boy’s hair.

The sunlight was shining on the golden crown that completely covered his right shoulder.

“Isn’t it too big?”

Jeong Yeon-shin felt Heon Won-chang’s gaze. It seemed to be referring to the new long coat he had received just before his departure. The roughness of the coat was definitely large.

It doesn’t look ridiculous because of the majestic handwriting that resembles the insignia on the armor worn by northern generals.

The long coat with one sleeve blown off was an extra piece of clothing.

“… … .”

The boy holding the reins of the fine horse did not bother to answer.

I heard that the Grand Master told me that he would weave the long coat in any shape I wanted.

So, I asked them to carve the water chamber large on purpose. It was because I was burdened by Heonwonchang’s habit.

Since long ago, whenever I had the chance, I would lift the prince’s shoulder for him, but Jeong Yeon-shin had a certain sense of shame about it.

‘If you cover it up, anyone will recognize it right away.’

Neither his identity nor his power are hidden.

The purpose of this Kang Ho-hang trip is to show off his presence.

Doo doo doo doo!

It seemed as if the horseshoes were encircling the wind. They galloped all the way to Hanjung, where the Murim Alliance was located, kicking up a dust storm.

The black robe woven with silk was free of dust, and the hem of the black robe continued to flutter behind the boy’s back.

Another mission.

Magwangikju Jeongyeonshin appeared.