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Chapter 28 : Sword Wearing Ceremony (1)
Chapter 28 - Sword Wearing Ceremony (1)
The Murder Hut Leader stood in front of the gate tower of the Peng Clan District. Dressed in a yellow unlined jacket, he stepped out alone in front of the gate tower, knelt on the dirt floor, and shouted.
“This Seo seeks forgiveness from the Blade Emperor!!”
He spoke thus and pounded his forehead repeatedly on the ground. His forehead, not even protected by internal energy, tore, and red blood flowed down onto the worn unlined jacket, soaking his clothes.
The guards looked at each other in bewilderment. It must be because they knew who the opponent was, because it was the first time a figure of that level appeared alone without prior notice, and because the action that figure was currently taking was very unfamiliar.
Е ňu m а́
However, anyway, they couldn't turn away the Sect Leader of the Ten Great Black Way Sects at the door. The guards opened the gate, and the Murder Hut Leader stood up as he was and entered the manor of the Peng Clan District with his head bowed.
“Murder Hut Leader……?”
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“Life-Stealing Flying Dagger, Seong Ryang-ha? Just what is that state he is in right now?”
The martial artists of the Peng Clan District's Outer Hall murmured and looked at him. There were no people trying to block the Murder Hut Leader who came alone without any armament. Since the Murder Hut was a member of the Dragon Slaughter League, and the Murder Hut Leader was a figure corresponding to an Elder.
He walked toward the Inner Hall without an answer. The guards of the Inner Hall, who heard the news, opened the door without a word.
And when he entered the Inner Hall, his steps stopped for a moment. Sticky killing intent had settled at the entrance of the Inner Hall.
Ӗ ńu m̊ а̄
“Life-Stealing Flying Dagger.”
“…….”
As soon as they heard the story that the Murder Hut Leader had appeared, all Elders were waiting fully armed. Because everyone in this place knew the story that as a member of the Dragon Slaughter League, he dared to assassinate the Peng Clan's martial artists and then tried to join hands with the Imperial Family.
And for three days after Peng Hyeon-hwi returned, it was proven that there was no falsehood in his story. The Peng Clan District was preparing for war with the Murder Hut. Actually, there wasn't anything worth calling a war. There would only be condemnation.
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Amidst that, it is a situation where the Murder Hut Leader appeared personally.
“Do you wish to atone for the Murder Hut's sins with your life?”
Е ṅù m̌а̇
“I will ask for punishment from the Blade Emperor. Please open the way.”
“There is no need for the Family Head to waste time on a bastard like you. If you ask for punishment, I will execute it personally.”
When one Elder tried to step forward lifting a blade, a young man stood in front of him and bowed his head politely.
“Step aside. It is not a place for you to intervene.”
“Please calm down. Elder.”
“Peng Hyeon-ryang. Do you want to die too?”
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“My life is not that significant, but wouldn't the Peng Clan's prestige be heavier than that? It is not difficult to cut off the Murder Hut Leader's head at this spot, but it is right to handle the matter fairly and squarely according to the Family Law.”
“Showing signs that you ate from the same pot in the Dragon Slaughter League. Do as you please.”
The Elder rested the drawn blade on his shoulder and stepped back. The Eldest Young Master, Peng Hyeon-ryang, expressed gratitude for this and stood by the Murder Hut Leader's side.
“The Family Head's Palace is that way.”
“Thank you. I shall not forget this matter…….”
“Forget it. I did not intend to bestow grace upon the Leader. I only said we must prioritize the family's law.”
En ú m̃ а .і́ d
“I understand.”
The Murder Hut Leader nodded and advanced. Before long, he stood in front of the Family Head's Palace. Numerous martial artists of the Peng Clan followed behind him toward the Family Head's Palace.
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The door of the Family Head's Palace was open. The fact that this door, which opens and closes only according to the will of the Peng Family Head, was open meant that the Peng Family Head permitted the audience with the Murder Hut Leader.
As soon as the Murder Hut Leader entered the pavilion of the Family Head's Palace, he knelt on the floor and offered a long bow.
And beyond that, passing the distant main room, from the high throne.
The Peng Family Head was looking down at him.
Е n u m̆ӓ .і̂d̈
“Murder Hut Leader.”
“Yes, Blade Emperor Elder.”
“Have you become tired of living?”
“No.”
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The Murder Hut Leader pounded his head on the floor, lifted it while bleeding once again, and spoke.
“I came to ask for punishment regarding the deeds my foolish son committed. I have cut off the heads of all those among my subordinates involved in this matter, and if you wish, I intend to offer their heads to the Blade Emperor.”
Е́ n̂ũm̄ à .і d
“What use is there in adding trash?”
“If so, I will let their corpses be used as food for crows. So please…….”
“Do you expect me to believe that you were unaware of what your son committed in Beijing?”
“I too heard the news only after the matter was finished and hurriedly entered Beijing. For this, the Hao Clan Leader gives her assurance…….”
“That person's assurance holds no meaning to me.”
The Peng Family Head looked down at the Murder Hut Leader while resting his chin on his hand.
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“However, there is still use remaining in your neck.”
“……If you wish, I will commit suicide on the spot.”
“There is no need for that. Your use only has meaning when you are alive. Go back.”
“Then……?”
The Murder Hut Leader's expression brightened significantly. Peng Ik-jin's judgment came down over his head.
“Since five martial artists died at your son's hands, the Murder Hut shall close its gates for the next five years. Gather all members scattered in various places and stay secluded. Devote yourself to teaching your one remaining son ‘well’. Even after that, do not set foot in Shuntian Prefecture.”
Ĕnùm̃ а
“Alliance Leader…… That is……!”
For a sect to close its gates for years is practically not much different from extermination. It means everything from what the disciples eat and drink, to business entities outside the sect being swept away, must proceed solely with the funds stockpiled in the sect.
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If it is 5 years, it is by no means a short time. All pavilions and restaurants owned by the Murder Hut will be encroached upon, and there is no way to check the Orthodox Murim invading the jurisdiction that has become ownerless.
Branches spread across the entire Central Plains will have to discard the missions they were performing immediately and pay enormous penalties.
However, the Peng Family Head's judgment was not a suggestion or recommendation. If they cannot accept it, the Murder Hut will be exterminated. Closing the gates would be better than that.
Without saying much, the Murder Hut Leader bowed his head and accepted the Dragon Slaughter League's judgment.
Ẁ ӗḃ ñ о̊ v ѐl Е n̊ u m̀ а
“I will do as you intend…….”
The Murder Hut Leader offered a deep bow once again and left the Family Head's Palace. On the path where he was about to leave through the Inner Hall to the Outer Hall, among the retainers of the Inner Hall watching his move—
“…….”
He saw a boy. The boy he had watched from afar in Beijing a few days ago.
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The sight of that boy casting a shadow with his blade over his son's neck and cutting it off, and even the Hao Clan Leader's gaze at the moment he was running to intervene.
All those scenes flashed through his mind.
Ẃ ė b̆ ń o v̇ еl̆ E ńum̂а
“Are you Hyeon-hwi?”
“Yes, Murder Hut Leader.”
“I am sorry about my son's matter. Separate from the apology shown to the Family Head, I wanted to say this to you too.”
“Since the grudge has been replaced by blood debt, it is not a matter for me to receive an apology from the Murder Hut Leader, and my face is not thick enough to hear an apology from a father who lost his biological son.”
“Yes, thank you for saying so.”
“Take care of yourself.”
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“You too.”
The Murder Hut Leader gave a light nod and left the spot.
The Elders, who had their hands on their sword hilts fearing the Murder Hut Leader might engage in sudden actions, dispersed back to the Mountain King Pavilion after watching his back for a long time.
Peng Hyeon-hwi watched the receding Murder Hut Leader for a while and said to Peng Jeon-gun.
“Would a grudge have been formed?”
“You said you killed his son in front of him. Naturally, it would have been formed. However, it is not something to worry about greatly.”
W̊ ѐ b n̆ о̃v е̊l̆ _Е̊n̂ u m̃ а̃
“Pardon? Why?”
“He is a man who came seeking to avoid extermination just because his son killed Peng Clan martial artists. It means he is a guy who values the sect’s fate higher than his own face. A guy with that high a sense of responsibility never gambles with the sect’s future swept by a grudge.”
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Peng Jeon-gun pushed my back and headed for Young Tiger Hall. It meant he would give me final training before the Sword Wearing Ceremony.
“Even if you enter Murim later, you do not need to worry about dying to an assassin. If you die to an assassin, we will definitely suspect the Murder Hut, so the Murder Hut will try to protect you from assassins just to avoid that suspicion. If you visit the Murder Hut, you will be treated with utmost hospitality.”
So you just worry about the Sword Wearing Ceremony. Peng Jeon-gun giggled and stepped onto the training ground of Young Tiger Hall.
……
W̊ eb̂_ńо̂vеl E ń ū m ǎ
Sword Wearing Ceremony. At first glance, it looks like a word with a very dangerous feeling, but it is an event possessing the meaning of the Hanja characters literally. Because it is a place to celebrate reaching the stage where one can wear a blade.
The martial artists of the Hebei Peng Clan cannot wear a blade according to family law until they complete the introductory arts. It was an extremely exceptional case that I went out to Beijing carrying a sword until now, and generally, one cannot step outside the gate tower wearing a sword.
In other words, the Sword Wearing Ceremony is a place to announce that a martial artist who has completed the introductory arts is now qualified to come and go outside the gate tower alone. It ends when one shows the results of training in front of the Elders, gets acknowledged, and receives the family’s blade and martial arts robe from the Elders.
It is similar if you imagine an image mixed half-and-half of a kindergarten graduation ceremony and a talent show.
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“Hey, Brother. I will cheer for you~”
“Shut up!!”
Ẽnu m а . і̌ d̆
“Acting shy.”
I decided to undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony together with Peng Hyeon-cheon. The problem entangled here is a bit ridiculous.
— It seems Hyeon-hwi can undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony now…….
— No matter what, if he undergoes the Sword Wearing Ceremony before his older brother, what will become of Hyeon-cheon’s face?
— No, when did we ever undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony while saving the face of siblings?
— Excluding you bastard, there has been no clansman who openly damaged a sibling’s face, you wicked fellow!!
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— If you really insist, bring your sword out. I intend to cut off one of my cousin's arms today.
— Sure, one Elder seat will be empty today! Just in time, the Three Purities Pavilion Leader has reached the age, so he would fit perfectly into your seat!
Whatever the commotion of the Council of Elders was.
Since there was the Family Head’s order, I have to undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony, but doing so catches my third brother who is not yet mature enough to undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony.
It was a scene that automatically reminded me of the old Korean traditional family culture where one got criticized for getting married later than a younger sibling, but judging by the average of this era, this side is rather common sense.
Generally, the age to achieve great success in the Heart Protection Art and undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony is fifteen. Since the direct lineage tends to be more outstanding, stories often circulate that around thirteen is about time, so it is just appropriate.
Е n ûm̄ a
Therefore, Peng Hyeon-cheon naturally came to undergo the Sword Wearing Ceremony together with me—
“Damn it…… Damn it……!!”
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He became enraged enough for his eyes to turn bright red at the thought that he was hurriedly decided to be lumped together with the too outstanding youngest (me). It is a bit awkward to even call it an inferiority complex. Since the guy is only thirteen years old.
Just entering middle school, if parents and cousins only look at the younger brother who graduated early from elementary school at the entrance ceremony, naturally, one’s insides have no choice but to burn.
Yes, here, a possessor has no choice but to understand.
“Brother, your shoulders are stiff. Now now, relax and be gentle.”
W̌ eb̂nо̃v el Е n̂u m̈ а
“Please…… Please shut that mouth!”
“What is he saying even when I express worry. Geez.”
“Eee-eik—!!”
The eyes of Peng Hyeon-cheon, who was holding a blade next to me, went just before flipping over. Thinking he might swing the blade at me if I made a mistake, I quickly stepped back.
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The two of us soon stood in front of the grand training ground of the Inner Hall's Mountain King Pavilion. It was a state where Elders, vassals, and even the guests of the Outer Hall had gathered in a swarm to watch. The Mountain King Pavilion was very bustling.
I pushed on my brother's back, who was nervous befitting a thirteen-year-old.
Е ńuḿ а .ĩd
“Now, you go first.”
“Y, You…….”
“You do not mean to say the younger brother should go first, right? Even if things turned out like this, the main character of Brother’s Sword Wearing Ceremony should be Brother. Would your face stand if your younger brother went first?”
“Heu-eu…… Hoo-woo…….”
Brother walked unsteadily and stepped onto the training ground. His face was deeply distorted.
In a situation where even Grandfather came out, Brother lifted his blade and swung it around widely, unfolding the Primordial Chaos Blade.
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‘Not as bad as I thought?’
Primordial Chaos Blade and Mountain Ruler Step, even Tiger Heart Fist and Iron Breaking Hammer. The level of martial arts my third brother unfolded was by no means low. To speak precisely, what should I say; if there were a textbook for beginners in the Primordial Chaos Art, it is a level that perfectly reproduced it.
Should I say he did exactly as he learned? Or should I say he did amazingly well on what he learned?
Anyway, it was too excessive to evaluate that he had no martial talent. It was about the level of doing the best one could show at that age appropriately.
The murmurs among the Elders meshed with my evaluation.
“Hmm, with that level…….”
Ĕnū m а
“I wondered if we rushed the schedule too early, but it seems it was needless worry.”
“Certainly, if it is that level, there is no lack.”
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Although Peng Hyeon-cheon certainly hated me, I actually had no big resentment toward my brother. The only brother I held resentment against was my Eldest Brother alone. Since that guy really tried to bury me.
Peng Hyeon-cheon’s jealousy or anger, how should I put it, felt a bit cute to me. Should I say it felt like a nephew because it was behavior exactly a thirteen-year-old boy would show?
So with the heart of an uncle, I cheered to my heart’s content for my brother, three years older than me, as his Sword Wearing Ceremony was ending. As I clenched my fists and cheered for a long time, the surrounding gazes fixed on me.
Since they were gazes roughly interpretable as ‘Does he lack tension like that?’, I lowered my hands and waited for my turn obediently.
Ě ńûḿ а. і̇d̂
“Peng Hyeon-hwi, come up.”
“Yes.”
After glancing once at the scene of Peng Hyeon-cheon receiving the blade and martial arts robe and being adored by the Elders with a flushed face, I slowly raised my body and stepped onto the training ground.
Standing in the center of the training ground, I saw Grandfather with an expression that looked like he was dying of boredom.
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……
The Peng Family Head, Peng Ik-jin, slowly opened his mouth with a bored expression. The content of the words itself was the same as what he said to the third grandson earlier.
Ẁ е b̆ n о̂v̆ӗl̈ Еñ um̊а̂
“The Sword Wearing Ceremony is the first gateway to be acknowledged as a martial artist of the family. You must not simply show off your achievements, but be able to discuss the will you harbor.”
Now if Peng Hyeon-hwi lifts his blade, unfolds his achievements, and receives evaluation from the Elders, the Sword Wearing Ceremony will end smoothly.
Although many things happened, he is merely ten years old now. It is the affair of a young youngest who just finished introductory martial arts at best. The Elders looked at Peng Hyeon-hwi with gazes merely looking at a cute grandson, without great expectations.
Receiving gazes that Peng Hyeon-hwi would evaluate as exactly the level of expecting a talent show if he saw them.
Peng Hyeon-hwi looked up at the Family Head.
“It would be rude for me to show a few trivial moves to the many elders of the family who personally attended for my Sword Wearing Ceremony.”
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“Then with what will you prove your qualification?”
“Is not the Sword Wearing Ceremony originally a place to announce that one has become a proper martial artist? Therefore, this grandson dares to request of the many elders—.”
Peng Hyeon-hwi’s gaze turns toward the crowd surrounding the training ground.
To the family Elders, to the vassals beyond them, and to the guests standing beside them.
He spoke to the members of this family.
“Is there anyone who would personally test that I have grown sufficiently?”
En ů m̈а .id̊
With those words, silence settled. And soon—
The Elders of the Peng Clan snatched their sword hilts in unison and jumped up.
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Peng Hyeon-hwi laughed quietly and thought.
That I want to express that the youngest of the Peng Clan tore up the Sword Wearing Ceremony.
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