Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time Chapter 487

◈ Wilderness Annihilation (6)

An island in the wilderness.

He stands on the chest of a vassal king who was acknowledged by the former emperor.

Woof―!

Several layers of yellow ripples spread out from the back of the Hong Huang King, who was trampled by those feet.

A cloud of dust from a very strong qi wave. It was the qi wave of Hong Huang Wang, who was struggling to get up from his seat at this moment.

It was a force that could have freed him from the ship if it had exploded properly, but he couldn’t raise his upper body at all.

It wasn’t any particular kind of destruction.

Jeongyeonshin’s long legs were as motionless as a giant rock. They were just as they had appeared with the collision earlier.

Hwaaaaak!

The reddish hem of the dress flutters in the faintly blowing strong wind. The long robe has a reddish tint due to the sunlight.

“… … .”

It was such a bright day. The noonday sunlight poured down without pause.

Huh!

A dumbfounded exclamation came from one side. It was Jinmu, a reporter from Cheongseong who had been constantly talking to the masters of Ip Hwangseong. He was staring at Jeong Yeon-shin with a blank expression while touching the sword on his waist.

one side.

Silence fell over the eight groups that had been leisurely lined up.

Flags bearing their respective names fluttered in silence, and Aksurim, who was facing the forces of the two royal families, slammed his spear down with a bang and used it as a pole to do a backflip.

widely.

She broke the silence and landed in front of Jeongyeonshin.

The movements of the body blocking the Hong Hwang Wangbu’s martial arts army, each of which had set up a spear. Ak Soo Rim’s lips formed a quivering line as he glanced at the young officer.

“It’s not that they look alike… … .”

It was a monologue that would never reach Jeongyeonshin’s ears. At this moment, he was instead glancing at Cheongmyeong behind him.

“Why did you keep the situation in your hand?”

Jeongyeonshin asks quietly.

“As expected of the Joo clan, he was very strong.”

Cheongmyeong smiled, shaking off the dusty hem of his trousers. Ma Gwang-ik, the Blue-Eyed Swordsman. The one-eyed swordsman with a blue hood like a nickname put his sword away with a sleung.

It’s not just a blue body.

It was an appearance that reassured Jeong Yeon-shin, who would become the next Ma Gwang-ikju. He had mastered the Gwangye-gyeol, a skill that only a very small number of people in the Iphwangseong could master.

Cheongmyeong, whose mind was greatly aroused by the rumor that Jeongyeonshin had died a while ago, now had the skills to lead Ma Gwangik alone.

That was when.

“Your Majesty, there seems to be some misunderstanding…!”

A middle-aged man wearing a blue robe came out from the direction of the Hong Huang Wang family.

“Our royal family has no intention of being hostile to the Emperor! We simply wanted to praise his efforts and ask about his well-being as a king, since he saved Hangzhou!”

At that moment, Heonwonchang was mumbling in the distance.

“The Cheong An Mageom is the next Magwang Ikju who was once considered a swordsman by King Jeong Gong. If the king asks about his well-being twice, one of the Shin Geum Dan’s armed forces will be destroyed. I’m scared… … .”

Since it was a voice that properly conveyed deep internal breathing, he was able to gain an advantageous position without even bothering to engage in conversation. The middle-aged man of the Hong Huang Wang clan kept his mouth shut.

“The redness was too much.”

A languid voice rang out.

It was the direction of the two royal families that Aksurim had previously blocked.

Swish.

Like the Hong Hwang King, the Jeongwang (庭王) dressed in a blue-colored robe got down from the palanquin. He looked relaxed as he clicked his tongue.

“I knew that one day that arrogance would lead to a big change. I should have watched my step carefully before leaving.”

As expected, it was a graceful way of speaking with long ears. Her face was, needless to say, beautiful, but at that moment, the gaze scanning Jeong Yeon-shin was deeply sunken and colorless.

The King.

He is a man skilled in military strategy.

In particular, the anecdote in which he cut off the livelihood of the notorious thieves in the vast Poyang Lake about ten years ago and surrounded and annihilated them with his martial arts forces was famous.

That series of events took place naturally and thoroughly, like the flow of water.

“It’s Zhu Taiyi.”

He spoke in a heavy voice that matched his impression. The king who ruled over one axis of Gangseo. Jeong Yeon-shin looked at him quietly and slowly raised both hands.

“This is Jeongga Island.”

Despite the shocking intrusion, he was still polite. Starting with the fact that he introduced himself using the name given to him by the Lord of Iphwangseong instead of his real name.

It would have been a picturesque sight if the Hong Huang King had not been at his feet.

The king pursed his lips once and then spoke.

“I thought he was a man I had to see at least once, but I didn’t know it would be like this. It’s surprising that the spirit doctor even gave you medical treatment.”

“Can I ask you something?”

The wilderness is in ruins and asks:

This is something that no minister would tolerate. Because it is a conversation with none other than the King.

But at that moment, the King glanced at Jeongyeonshin’s robe, which was shimmering with gold and purple, and pretended to laugh heartily.

“I came to personally check it out because there are some people who are arrogant and say that the sword of this country was broken once. Now that I see it with my own eyes, it is not broken, but rather has a sharp edge. You can’t trust rumors after all.”

“Is that all?”

“Then what else could there be? This land has long been a hollow fortress because of the northern tribes. Nothing is more important than the safety of those who guard the harsh wilderness.”

The king cleverly avoided the question of the extinction of the wilderness.

In the first place, there was only one king in the history of Jeongwangbu. Because he was born with a strong noble bloodline, he never met death since the establishment of the royal family.

Naturally, just as his speech and actions were polite, his conduct had to be flexible as well.

‘That guy is worse than a traitor. How can he be so brazen as to stand there and criticize not a eunuch but a feudal lord… ‘

Do you believe in a situation of chaos and a status that is rare in the world?

King Jeong-wang shook his head inwardly after seeing the sight of Gwangya Ilmyeol with his eyes wide open. He didn’t feel any particular intentions.

There is no sign that he was trying to do anything political with his purple status. It was just a matter of birth.

“My body is intact.”

King Jeong smiled and nodded at Jeong Yeon-shin’s words without any hesitation. A chill ran down the back of his neck as if caught in that indifferent voice. It was very eerie.

“Of course, your body belongs not only to you but to the entire nation. Please cherish it.”

“…Thank you for your kind words.”

The wilderness of extinction, raising both hands together again.

It was an extremely polite handshake. It was the best manners to show to an elder or a king. However, King Jeongjong realized with his old senses that it was a congratulatory message.

It was a feeling I had never felt from anyone other than the Emperor.

“I was truly enlightened when I saw your famous face. I was amazed in many ways. Very amazed.”

The King, with his back to the ground and a lonely figure, climbed onto the palanquin in the same posture he had stepped down from earlier. He did not turn around at all and just walked backwards. It was the complete opposite of the forward march.

Gwangya Ilmyeol, who had been staring blankly at him, opened his mouth.

“We will let the unmanned matter be resolved among the unmanned. Your Majesty, you may put your worries to rest.”

“What are you worried about? Since I first heard about you, I have rarely worried about the safety of the country. I have never doubted the courage and bravery of your Majesty.”

Then the king added in a seemingly relaxed tone.

“Take care of yourself. I hope you stay healthy for a long time.”

“… If you find it difficult to govern the lands granted by the late Emperor, please contact your ancestors at any time.”

“Thank you for your words. I always wanted to send a hawk to Ip Hwang Seong.”

“I don’t have any plans to start a family yet….”

“That could be true. When I was young, my father passed away, so I harbored a lot of resentment even during my immature years. You are a hero with a sense of justice, courage, and responsibility.”

The King naturally tried to step down from his seat, but stopped. The face of the Wild One, carved from jade, somehow revealed a gloomy expression.

He felt intuitively that the goodwill he had built up through brief, comfortable conversations had somehow collapsed like a sandcastle.

“Let’s go quickly, we’ve been away from the palace for too long.”

The king did not bother to guess the reason. It was the same reason why no matter how deeply you think about natural disasters such as droughts, floods, earthquakes, disasters, or landslides, no solution can be found.

He gave a dignified gesture and ordered the riders of the cavalry to retreat.

“Unless something particularly special happens, there is no need to go to Gangseo. I will make sure that happens.”

Right away.

Countless horse hooves mixed in the low-lying dust. King Jeong, who had left a quiet promise to the Iphwangseong Gwangya Ilmyeol, turned his palanquin around and walked away. He was accompanied by the Mu-gong army that was escorting him.

So, one part of the eight groups left.

The dusty wind filled the empty space without any particular sound.

“… … .”

A monarchy that rules the land with a supreme status.

The Emperor’s Office, which oversees the security of the entire country from those with transcendent powers.

It’s a relationship where they can’t help but clash. Sometimes they even compete in martial arts.

Since the affairs between them were mostly confidential, there were only rumors going around, and the group led by Aksurim and Iphwangseong were unable to move much due to the mere presence of the three royal families.

Because they knew that the kings had come in person.

Moreover, it was a time of great turmoil.

At this point, the visit of the royal family to Iphwangseong was almost inevitable, but the royal family, famous for their military strategies, disappeared without even taking a quick look at Gwangya Ilmyeol.

It has a big meaning.

The Gwanheo Daesangbang and Sasung Murim Alliance were in an uproar. They had no plausible justification to present as the King.

A path that was originally sought out for self-interest and a sense of pride. Even Gwangya Ilmyeol, contrary to rumors, was in good health.

“My uncle in Gangseo said everything I wanted to say.”

A woman’s voice. It was the third and final royal palace.

King Yunming, who ruled the northern part of Fujian Province, nodded his head toward Jeong Yeon-sin without even getting off his fine horse. His head was held up by a wide crown, and on both sides of his head, blade-like ears stood out.

“This is Yunmyeong (論萌) and Zhu Zhaoling (朱昭領).”

Immediately afterwards, she turned the horse’s head just by stroking its neck.

The sacred horsemanship unique to the Ming tribe. Small gestures conveyed the idea. The eyes of Gwangya Ilmyeol, who was looking around the arena with dry eyes, shone for the first time.

“Are you going to go already?”

“We’ve confirmed your safety, so that’s enough. Judging by your temperament, we just need to carry out our assigned duties.”

“That horsemanship.”

“huh?”

“I have heard that the horsemanship of the Yao tribe is unparalleled in the world. How does it compare to the horsemanship of Your Majesty?”

“What a surprise. I heard all the questions about martial arts from Purple.”

King Yun Myeong raised his lips faintly.

“This is the horsemanship of the Yao tribe.”

She stroked her chin and slowly opened her mouth.

“That’s not a martial art. It’s a technique used by monsters wearing iron helmets to turn horses into firearms.”

“It’s not martial arts…?”

Gwangya Ilmyeol asked blankly. Yunmyeongwang nodded, his horse’s head almost turned back.

“Yes, that is a tactic. It is similar to martial arts in that it uses internal energy, but the pursuit is clearly different. I don’t know about someone as great as the Five Swordsmen of the World, but I’ve heard that other martial artists who are used to standing on their own two feet and performing martial arts are often swept away by the tidal wave of the fine horse. The masters of Iphwangseong are no exception. In any case, as someone who guards the border, this is all I know.”

“… Thanks to you, I have broadened my horizons. But even if you don’t enter as a top student… … .”

The moment Gwangya Ilmyeol stretched out one hand behind him, King Yunmyeong stroked the horse’s neck once again.

The steed that had just finished its trot began to gallop with a loud hooves. Then, the Yunmyeongwangbu military forces, each putting away their spears and swords, retreated like the ebb tide.

“If you ever get hurt, come marry me.”

The king’s words, which were formal even in their tone, were placed in front of the wooden gate. On one side, Heonwonchang snorted.

“Even if his character and personality are scary, his facial features are coveted. Anyway, those in power are just… … .”

“… … ?”

Gwangya Ilmyeol, who was glancing at Heonwonchang with a puzzled expression, suddenly put strength into his legs. In that moment, the ground beneath him exploded with a loud noise.

Kwaaaaang!

Hong Huang Wang opens his eyes in the thick dust.

The last thrust he had made to get out of his lying position was instantly crushed. Gwangya Ilmyeol lowered his gaze and slowly opened his lips.

“If you sharpen the will of the former emperor with a sword, it will turn purple. As a vassal king, you have privately spoken about the life and death of a military man in the Imperial City, so it is up to me to deal with your treason. Have you prepared a successor?”

“… … .”

“What are your business?”

He suddenly raised his head and asked.

The military forces of the Duke of Du, the Guanxu Grand Marshal, the Zhejiang Province governor’s party, the Four Provinces’ Martial Arts Alliance, and the imperial envoy holding a golden flag with the character “Ming” engraved on it.

‘There are too many useless things.’

The mysterious Jeongyeonshin felt the challenge of the chaotic world. As a purple person, it was the first journey to the martial arts world that he embarked on, and to be exact, it was the life-or-death decision he made with the Cheon Geuk Munju that was the starting point.

Official, commercial, martial arts, foreign invasion.

Most of them were masters of martial arts. Jeong Yeon-shin was the top leader of Ip Hwang-seong, and was in a position to bring them all together. It was a difficult task for a young man of only eighteen years old to handle.

‘Jeongwang and Yunmyeongwang were different from my first impression. They were good people.’

He was nervous inside. Could he conquer the world with just a few words? Even Zhuge Liang of Shu Han would have found it difficult.

“I must first pay my respects to the envoy.”

Jeong Yeon-shin pressed down on Hong Hwang-wang’s abdomen with one leg and clasped both hands together. The figure at his feet was tenaciously conscious, as expected of a master of the Ju clan.

At the same time, more than half of the remaining crowd lowered their gazes. It was as if the matter had been abandoned before it could be brought up.

It seemed as if he would literally go back as soon as he found an excuse.