Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 440

Sunset Flag (2)

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Hogwangseong Yangyang is a place where the 17th generation of the Shingumdan frequently visits. Naturally, it cannot help but be a huge city.

It is no exaggeration to say that its scale, public safety, and even the wealth of its people are among the best in the world.

At this moment, the strange light emitted by a lantern made of a material that was extremely hard to obtain was nothing.

The purple color was vivid.

It wasn’t a color that could be achieved with paper or cloth. It was a rare color. It was clearly created by covering it with extremely thin silk cloth.

The first one was that one.

Inside Yangyangseong, surrounded by a huge castle wall, it blinked like a firefly, and among the party of Iphwangseong looking down from the hill, there was no one who could not see it.

Also, there were no senior warriors who were so old that they would often see the purple-colored promotion ceremony.

Most people spend their days recovering from their internal injuries after returning from a mission, and then going out to various parts of the world is their daily routine.

“It feels different from war or a barrage of attacks… … .”

“That’s not the kind of temperament he has. He has no military spirit on the battlefield, and he doesn’t even smoke.”

The experts of Magwangik muttered.

A group where no one is extraordinary. Everyone’s senses are keen.

Soon, the carriage wheels began to roll again with a clanking sound. However, no one relaxed as they went down the well-paved mountain path.

Most of them drew their weapons without even making a sound. They are guarding the newly appointed purple one who was badly injured after fighting the long-sworded man in the shop.

It was inevitable that we would have to prepare for departure in the face of such an unexpected change.

Passus-

They slowly descended, revealing a sharp tension, and Jeong Yeon-shin, who was sitting in the carriage, did not say a word.

All I could do was listen to the voices that were gradually becoming louder and louder in my ears. Some were unfamiliar, some were familiar. Most were unfamiliar.

[You’re here!]

[The King has arrived!]

[It is visible.]

[They say they have just arrived!]

They follow each other as if they were going to war. Voices spread widely like echoes of an endless valley. Most of them are telepathic.

There were only a few whispers mixed in here and there.

In reality, the entire Yangyang area was strangely quiet, and only Jeong Yeon-shin’s ears, where she could hear the sound, were extremely noisy.

Until the party entered through the wide open gates.

Those silent, urgent voices filled the castle at a speed faster than the group’s feet.

Not only the wide road inside the castle gate, but even the markets on both sides were deserted.

Jeong Yeon-shin deliberately did not say anything. It was because she had the previous palanquin improvement ceremony in mind. Ma Gwang-ik was also surprised.

“uh…….”

Shin So-bin lets out a strange exclamation.

She had already opened the carriage window and was peeking her head out, with her back to Jeong Yeon-shin.

The back of Shin So-bin’s head, where the dark night had settled, began to turn a soft sunset color.

The sun had set long ago.

It’s a night where it’s hard to even find a trace of the sunset.

The purple lanterns that were now rising in all directions were beginning to dye the surrounding area with a soft purple glow, as if they had grabbed the tip of the already darkened Seocheon and returned it.

There were so many that it was hard to count them. It seemed as if the world was engulfed in the West.

Sling-

The smooth sound of swordsmanship continued. The group escorting Jeong Yeon-shin each put away their weapons.

At the same time, the front of the carriage fell off with a loud crash. It was Shin So-bin’s blow with her palm raised.

The carriage has been transformed into a form similar to a palanquin. The only difference is that it is pulled by a fine horse instead of a person.

Shin So-bin kicked away the chair she was sitting on and jumped out of the carriage.

The interior was completely exposed.

Jeong Yeon-shin, sitting alone, looked around.

The sight reflected in his pitch-black eyes. One day, after the Jeong family was wiped out, a boy who had come up to Yangyang armed only with a sword was looking around.

Soon after, the young swordsman joined forces with the young man wearing the hero’s hat on his forehead and headed towards Iphwangseong, and at that moment, the official road that had been stained with the passage of time was covered in a pale purple color.

Sabak.

Along with the sight of the common people hesitantly taking steps into his field of vision.

The people who had lived for a long time in the land where the Iphwangseong had settled. They were all holding lanterns wrapped in purple silk.

“… … .”

It is truly an unrealistic sight, as no one opens their mouths, as if they are on the border between dreams and reality.

The crowd, which was enveloped in silence, was made up of people of all social classes, men and women, young and old, and no one said a word, just staring blankly at Jeong Yeon-shin while holding lanterns.

There are not even words to congratulate the slope.

From a distant house, only the cry of a newborn baby could be heard intermittently, along with the sound of water flowing from a ditch on one side of the city.

‘ah.’

Jeongyeonshin suddenly realized.

His rise to the rank of purple was not something to be celebrated. The birth of the highest rank of the Imperial Family was a momentous event that reduced even the emotions of the person involved to something personal.

Because it is a world where monsters who have mastered martial arts trample on morality and laws with their lightness.

He suddenly remembered his grandfather’s letter.

The meaning, role, and symbolism of purple. The images of Yong Hee-myeong and Ma Yeon-jeok galloping through the martial arts world as if order were theirs come to mind clearly.

The path he took to save his life was spread out toward the world.

‘They… … .’

Rattling, rattling.

Commoners who hold out lanterns instead of hands when a carriage passes by.

I was on my way across the road towards the true nature of Iphwangseong.

No matter which road Jeong Yeon-shin and his party passed through, the same scene unfolded.

The grand houses of high-ranking officials who stayed in Yangyang, as well as the residences of the great men who had amassed great wealth and built palaces and halls that were not just mansions, but estates of the level of a mansion, a sign that they had learned a thing or two from the blue-skinned men of Iphwangseong and were able to endure even in troubled times, and even the mansions of the common people lined up in a row, large and small.

I didn’t hear any words of praise.

Only purple lanterns came up. It was an awe that could not be described in words.

The safest land in the world was worshipping him.

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Sulfur resistance.

Two people were standing on top of a tall spire.

A middle-aged man with a bushy beard and a handsome old man in purple robes, who looked like a bandit. They were the Grand Commander of Iphwangseong and the Elderly Lord, respectively.

Grand General Im Jin-myeong, who had been staring blankly at the sunset covering the city, slowly opened his mouth.

“I didn’t think I’d see the minister again so soon. I thought there would be a few more wrinkles around his eyes… … .”

“I don’t know how many years it’s been since Yongga.”

“Did your Lordship receive the same example?”

“It’s been more than forty years already. It wasn’t as crowded as that, nor was it as quiet. Times were good back then. Above all, there wasn’t much famine. It wasn’t a time of chaos.”

“I wonder what kind of emotions the new purple one is feeling.”

“The word ‘engineering’ is on your lips.”

“I did not treat him poorly even when he was white. Wasn’t he the first disciple you accepted?”

“I’m talking about striking a chord. What about the royal family?”

“It felt like he was reluctantly giving his teachings to the Lords. Of course, I cannot possibly fathom all of his intentions, but at first glance, they are quite different. Didn’t you receive reports on his activities every day from the time he was fifteen until he was seventeen? I believe that the original copy of the Jeonggadonggong is still in the Lord’s arms. It has been a long time since I last saw him… … .”

“Didn’t you say you didn’t want to hear about that new school of thought? Even though you’ve become young thanks to having a good grandson, when you come back to your hometown, you’re an old man who’s busy teasing his father.”

Senior member Shin Byeok concluded his speech calmly.

Grand Master Im Jin-myeong smiled faintly. His eyes followed the procession that was gradually approaching the inner city along the large road.

With his sharp eyes lowered to both ends.

“People’s behavior is quite different. It certainly seems like times are in turmoil.”

“It’s not that there is no concern.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m talking about the rulers. Since ancient times, those who have become purple by nature have been followed by intense political movements. Authors who want to stand in line, those who hide their identities and trample on the dignity of purple by all sorts of tricks… … .”

“Wasn’t the latter group wiped out? Ever since the previous eunuchs became like that.”

“That was decades ago, and the world still doesn’t know about the rejuvenation of the Burning Dog. It would be a shame for the northern tribes to notice the old man’s rejuvenation and prepare for it.”

“hmm.”

“In such a chaotic time, is that kind of courtesy acceptable? The Emperor may not know, but the surrounding vassal kings may view this differently. I just hope that the utility of this voluntary ceremony is greater than that.”

“How can you judge the utility of a ritual? Surely you wouldn’t say it’s excessive?”

“Think about it. A king… how many princes and county kings in the world have received such courtesy? That is clearly a sight that far surpasses the prestige of the Zhou collateral line.”

“But it is not something that can restrain them on their own. Isn’t the prestige of the great faction that supports the livelihood of the people of the world just as important as their own face?”

“You are right. However, I am worried about King Gungmyeong. I should not do anything unnecessary.”

“It is a happy day. I will ponder the gloomy matter alone at the General Headquarters.”

As Im Jin-myeong pretended to flirt with a deep voice, Shin Byeok’s wrinkled lips went up in a smirk.

“How is the arrangement going?”

“All you have to do is stamp your seal. Of course, since the outline was created first, many details will change. According to His Majesty’s will… … .”

Jeong Gong.

This is a term for Jeongyeonshin. Now, the young great masters are not called by titles such as Confucius, Sohyeop, or Daehyeop. It has already become that way within the province.

In the Nokokgeomjang where the Hwasanjiyak Bimu War took place, a new nickname for the new purple one was created, but as soon as it flowed into Iphwangseong, it had long since become a name that many people hushed up.

“You’re saying you’re going to make a new sword?”

“Aren’t there many people in recovery? That can’t be helped, and the intentions of the new sword master are more important than anything else.”

“The new leader of the new swordsman and the new swordsmanship… We need to quickly establish some merit and dismiss Yongga. I wonder who is the most likely candidate to become the new leader of the new swordsmanship. Don’t we need someone who can support the young leader well?”

“The existing Shingeombu Daeju is trying his best to keep his position. He has already visited the General Office several times. I heard he is currently learning how to cook Ounsanchochae. It is said to be His Majesty’s favorite delicacy.”

The wall briefly blurted out that it was a failure.

“Anything unusual?”

“I received a letter from the Blood Lord regarding the new deputy commander a while ago, but the content was so long that I couldn’t read it all.”

That was when.

When Jeong Yeon-shin and her party arrived at the main gate of the outer wall of Iphwangseong Fortress from afar.

Paralock-

A figure with fluttering white clothes blocks their path.

It was a woman. She came down with a very strange look on her face, and her appearance was peculiar.

He was wearing a white robe embroidered with pine trees, a characteristic of the shaman sect, like a courtier, holding a gourd in one hand. The pure white hem flowed down long.

His face was covered with a translucent cotton cloth, and his eyes were unusually dark and black.

The view was so spectacular that it was visible even from the spire, where only the side view could be seen. It was truly extraordinary.

“What about that guy?”

“Shaman Jangbong… I am a member of the royal family. I do not know your business.”

There was a hint of doubt in the voices of Shinbyeok and Im Jinmyeong.

That was it.

There were no other concerns. That was because three people approached Jang Bong’s back while he was facing Jeong Yeon-shin and his group.

Figures walking out of the main castle of Iphwangseong. The three-tiered, pitch-black robes dyed the night air dark.

“Anyway, I’ll go first.”

“Do so.”

widely.

The Grand Master, who had been watching the scene, jumped down from the spire. It was in the exact opposite direction from the main gate of the outer castle where Jang Bong had appeared. He had to prepare to welcome the new purple.

“Do you like Ounsanchojae…?”

The Grand General, who had stepped on the ground, muttered as he entered the inner castle.