Legend of the Northern Blade novel - chapter 191
Due to some copyright issues. I changed some word such god= supreme-ruler. /diviné= supreme. And some Chinese words etc, all of this to avoid copyright *.*
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A lot has happened during the day.
The biggest issue among them is that all four commanders of the chuck horse were appointed. Changryonghoe secured two seats, and the other two were occupied by Gudaemunpa.
Now, the only seats left were the lord and one vice-lord. And the winner of the final confrontation takes over the main post, and the loser takes over the subordinate post.
Because of this, people’s attention was all towards the non-stage.
One of them is Shimwon, a member of Chilsocheon,
On the other side, Jowol appears like a comet and shakes the non-dance contest.
The two were the winners who survived the non-martial contest until the end, and they are the unmanned men who will fight for the chief of the Chokmadae.
The confrontation between the two was a concern of Kang Ho Cho-mi, and many wanted to see their confrontation firsthand.
At the request of people’s deterioration, Unjungcheon opened the front door specially on this day. Even ordinary people unrelated to Kangho were accepted, and for that reason, the largest number of personnel since Unjungcheon opened its doors.
It was a crowd that was caused by phosphate, and the entire Unjungcheon was suffering from body aches. However, the faces of those waiting for the final showdown were full of excitement and anticipation.
People’s gaze naturally turned to the platform.
Nine empty chairs were placed on the top of the platform on the other side of the non-stage. It was the seat of the nine heavens that had never been shown before during the non-martial contest to select the chuckle.
People expected nine skies to appear this time. This is because the bright color is the biggest event, and if they do not attend until the end, the light will fade to some extent.
It was ten years ago that the last nine heavens gathered together. Since then, for some reason, they have never been together. And for the first time in a decade, it’s likely they’ll get together.
Because of that, people’s anticipation pierced the sky.
“If I see the nine skies gathered in one place, it will be the best day of my life.”
“Cheokmadaeju, the nine skies, and even the north sword. Really, this event has a lot to see.”
“By the way, what will happen if the north sword and the nine skies face each other?”
People’s stories were endless.
Nine heavens and Jinmuwon’s demeanor broke out, and those who bet on who would become the lord of the horses continued to emerge.
Interest reached its peak, and people’s anticipation hit the sky.
The teenage elders entered first, followed by the leaders of Unjung-cheon on the podium. When the podium was filled with the figures of Gu Daemunpa and the Oh Dae-se family, people shouted for the inside of the market to leave.
As it is the biggest event in the river, Seon-woo Nam, a detective Seol, was in charge of the event.
When Nam Seon-woo climbed onto the non-stage, people cheered even more. Nam Seon-woo closed his eyes for a moment as if savoring the cheers of the people. And when the shouts of the people subsided, he opened his mouth.
“Today is a meaningful day when the lord of the chocks is decided. The lord of the chrysanthemum will fight Milya at the forefront of Kangho. It is an honorable position that can be said to be Kang Ho’s hope and future. And you are watching those historic moments in the field. The future of Kangho and the beginning of a new Kangho.”
“Wow ah!”
People gave enthusiastic support.
Nam Seon-woo’s voice has the power to attract people’s hearts. People lost their minds and fell in love with Nam Seon-woo’s Japanese speech.
“Milla is a public enemy of Kangho. Each time they appeared, Kang-ho fell into great confusion, and many people died. We, Unjungcheon, have defended the river by making so many sacrifices. No, this is the strongest guarded by your parents and brothers. And now we are facing the birth of a new legend that will wage a glorious war on behalf of Kang Ho. It is the chock.”
People cheered for tears. The faces of those who had already been elected to the chocks in response to their enthusiastic reaction had great pride in their faces.
They swelled in their dreams of fighting Milya with their swords at once.
‘If we could fight at the forefront of the Cheokma annihilation (斥魔滅邪), where would there be more glory than that?’
Who is unmanned who was born as a man and didn’t have ungji? I just can’t act because I don’t have a chance and I don’t have the ability.
Those elected to the chocks are those who have proved their powerlessness. At least, it possesses one of the best armed forces among young unmanned people.
They were hoping to be put into war with Milya right now. He wanted to prove his reason for existence in the war. And Nam Sun-woo, like the nickname of Seolgum-susa, skillfully stimulated the desires of the young unmanned men with his three-toned tongue.
People fell in love with Nam Seon-woo’s Japanese speech and showed enthusiastic reactions. Jin Mu-won’s eyes looking at Nam Seon-woo in the middle of the army were cool.
‘The author’s tongue is scarier than the sword.’
Nam Seon-woo cleverly aroused the desires of the military men and was manipulating the direction Unjung-cheon wanted. The look of the chuckle, whose face was sharply recalled, was the momentum to jump to the battlefield right away.
“Now only the last fight remains. The last fight to lead the squadron and lead the squadron to pick up the great unmanned man who will lead the war against Milya. We hope that Shimwon’s small agreement, Jowol’s small agreement, all do their best. And… … .”
Nam Seon-woo paused for a moment and looked around at the soldiers. A strange heat floated on the faces of the soldiers looking at him.
Nam Sun-woo read the expectations on their faces. They laughed at the desire they desperately want right now. It is because he induced it that way.
Nearly ten thousand unmanned people held their breath and looked at Nam Seon-woo’s face. His lips were open and they were waiting for the word they wanted to come out.
Nam Sun-woo decided to be willing to live up to their expectations.
“And great warriors came here to observe the last convention. They are… … .”
“… … .”
“They are the nine heavens, the guardians of Unjungcheon and the world.”
“Wow ah!”
At the moment, a shout broke out as if heaven and earth were leaving. It was a louder shout than any other shout that ever came out. Their shouts were about to generate hazy dust around the non-stage.
Nam Sun-woo spoke with a smile.
“Not everyone has come. However, even if only a few minutes are present, it will be of great significance. Now I will have them.”
Frighteningly to finish his speech, three unmanned men climbed onto the podium. They were the old man of the hawkbill wearing a red long coat, a dosa wearing a uniform, and an old monk wearing a monk’s uniform.
They overwhelmed the son-in-law with a sense of coercion and mighty prayer that they could not dare to reach out of their bodies. People couldn’t even breathe and watched them ascend to the podium.
Nearly ten thousand people held their breath at the presence of just three.
My body trembled, and goose bumps came up on my skin. My knees murmured and my mouth was dry.
The soldiers were overwhelmed by the feeling of an invisible net of qi holding the whole body.
The presence of the warriors who are the rulers of Unjungcheon and standing at the peak of the Kangho is such a thing. But when they sat in the chairs at the top of the platform, the pressure disappeared, as if when they did.
Only then people poured out their resentment.
“It is the great cooperative of Shimmu and others of Sasacheon.”
“There is also a red-leaf Jinin of non-partisan groups.”
“He is an immortal supreme-ruler. I came from Shaolin.”
They showed up after a few years, but people quickly recognized their identity.
Shimmu-eui, a magical ruby, was a lord of Sasacheon, the prestigious Mado, and the father of deep circle of righteousness. Next to him was a lovely beauty. It was Shim Soo-ah, the younger brother of Shim Won and the daughter of Shim Moo.
Next to Shimmu-euk, there is a shamanist Red-yeop Jin-in (赤葉眞人). He glanced through the intestine with his young eyes. His eyes were sharp and sharp like a sword, making people’s shoulders shriveled.
The most impressive was Shaolin Temple’s Buha Spirit. He had a bright and innocent gaze like a child. Those who received his gaze felt their hearts cleared without their knowledge and showed a polite expression.
Three people who have walked different paths, but in the end, Kang Ho-ran at the top of the world. They looked down at the world, enjoying people’s gaze, as if for granted.
The eyes of the three people crossed one place like a coincidence. There was a Jinmuwon.
Shim Moo’s ice-cold gaze came in through Jin Mu-won’s chest like an awl, and the red-yeop Jin-in’s magnetic light shook his mind. In addition to that, the unbearable pressure crushed him as the clear eyes of the Buha spirit were added. However, Jin Muwon’s eyes never shaken.
It’s been ten years.
When they came to Bukcheonmun ten years ago, Jinmuwon was a powerless young boy. Even when his father chose to die under their pressure, he had to endure.
Jin Muwon did not forget their gaze at the time. They still clearly remembered the light of childish contempt in their cool gaze as they stared at the death of their father.
I was more familiar with the blade-like gaze of Jin-in Jeok-yeop who tried to see through all of Jin Moo-won and Shim-mu, who looked openly with contempt. Because they did it back then.
What pissed off Jin Muwon was the benevolent gaze of the Buha. I felt disgusted with the innocent look at me as if I understood everything.
It would have been worth looking at it with a hateful gaze, as he did ten years ago, but now his gaze contained a line of guilt.
‘Are you trying to shake me?’
Jinmuwon bite his lips gently.
They may have forgotten the day’s work, but Jin Muwon did not forget the day’s work.
Father told me to forget everything and live, but Jinmuwon couldn’t. In exchange for his father’s death, he was continuing his life.
Jinmuwon did not avoid their eyes.
As the eyes of the four people were entangled in the air, a strange sense of tension was formed. Gunwoong also felt the fact and held their breath.
Only then they remembered the fact that Jin Muwon was the successor of the Buk Astronomical Gate and the current gatekeeper. The accusation of having a relationship with Milya was lifted, but the fact that the Northern Astronomical Gate was destroyed has not changed.
Jin Gwan-ho, the father of Jin Muwon, chose to self-determinate in front of numerous gun-ungs, and the nine skies of Unjungcheon made it that way. Even though Jinmuwon was taken off the frame, Nine Sky did not express any position.
From Jinmuwon’s point of view, they are the enemies of Gyeonggidaecheon. Even if Jinmuwon tried to cut the sword right away, the cause was with him. In fact, Jinmuwon had that much power.
The nickname of the book sword was not obtained for nothing.
His prestige gained from defeating Yeoncheonhwa was not far behind the nine heavens.
However, Jin Muwon did not draw the story.
His heart was full of lava-like flesh, but his head was spinning more coldly than ever.
If he blasted his flesh here and now, he had nothing to gain. It was possible to live the antipathy of the military men.
Now was the time to put up with it.
Jinmuwon maintained a calm expression as much as possible. Then, in the eyes of Jeok-yeop Jin-in and Shim-mu and others, Ichae came to mind.
They hoped that Jinmuwon couldn’t stand anger and provoke him.
This is because, by nature, youth are reckless and often leave themselves to the anger in front of their eyes without thinking about the back. However, Jinmuwon was cooler than they thought.
He was staring with a cold gaze in the middle of the military. There wasn’t even a word of shaking in his eyes.
‘It’s the father’s child because he’s not able to know. He has a presence as good as the north wall and has patience.’
Life instantly flashed in their eyes and then disappeared.
None of the gun-woong noticed their lives, but Jin Mu-won, the party, was different. He noticed a change in their minds. But I still maintained my composure.
They don’t know, but their fight has already begun.
The fight between patience and justification.
It was then.
[Well patiently]
A voice like the sound of a mosquito echoed through his ears. Someone sent the whole tone.
It was surprising to see the sudden sound, but Jin Muwon’s expression remained unchanged. He still looked up on the podium with an expressionless face.
It was Shim Moo-eul and Jeok-yeop Jin-in who turned their attention first. There was a heat fire inside, but right now, we had to hold a non-martial contest to select the lord of the chuck horse. I couldn’t have been fighting with Jinmuwon until when.
They hid their lives like Roh Kang-ho, who had ruled Kang-ho for a long time, with a light smile. Then Nam Seon-woo, who had only noticed, stepped out quickly.
“Now, we will start the confrontation between Shimwon’s small agreement and Jowol’s small agreement. The winner of this confrontation will soon be the lord of the shoals. No matter who wins, I hope you give them a generous applause.”
“Wow!”
The shouts of soldiers burst out.
Shim Won-ui and Jo-Wol came up on the stage.
Shim Won-ui was smiling with a fishy smile, and Jo-Wol was expressionless. The expressions of the two were sharply contrasted.
However, Jin Muwon’s gaze was not towards them. On his retina were the faces of red-yeop Jin-in and others on the platform.
They engraved their faces on their chests. To never forget.
At that moment, someone approached Jinmuwon.
“I was patient.”