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Chapter 52
Chapter 52. A First-Rate Warrior Peering into the Darkness (5)
As Murong Sang-won headed toward the Clear Bright Escort Agency in Mugang, a sudden unease flashed through his mind, and he deliberately stopped his legs and looked back.
‘No, surely not.......’
He soon shook his head.
Even for any Chivalrous Hero in the world, it was not easy to lay down one’s life for someone one had just met.
Ẅ е b n ȯ v̆ ĕl̊ Е n ü m а̌
Moreover, it was difficult to believe that a young man not yet twenty would willingly have become bait to save him.
Murong Sang-won charged into the Clear Bright Escort Agency at full speed.
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At the bizarre sight of him rushing in with disheveled hair and clothes reduced to rags, the warriors guarding the main gate were startled, but soon realized he was Murong Sang-won, who had visited this place several days ago.
“Young Clan Head!!”
Although it was an escort agency, there was no cargo at all inside.
Instead, escorts and warriors were gathered in great numbers, ready to march into battle at any moment.
E n ũm̄ӑ
“What in the world happened to you? People from every branch in Henan Province have been searching for you, Young Clan Head.”
“Jin So-un! Has a man named Jin So-un come here, by any chance?”
“Who?”
It felt as though his ominous feeling had somehow been right.
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Had that child truly given his life for him?
“......No, that cannot be.”
Ӗ n̂ ŭ m̊ a .і̆ d
If one of the two had to die, it should have been him.
He already owed Jin So-un his life once.
He could not go through the same thing twice.
“Young Clan Head. Are you all right?”
Murong Sang-won barely heard the Branch Chief’s question about his condition and asked.
“How many people are gathered here?”
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“Everyone from the nearby branches has gathered, for a total of three hundred, and the Namgung Clan has also sent one hundred reinforcements.”
“The Namgung Clan?”
Only then did Murong Sang-won turn his head and see people in different attire standing in formation off to one side.
And at the very front were Namgung San, whose expression had hardened, and Namgung Seon-hwa, who had gone white as a sheet.
“San, Seon-hwa.”
“......I greet you, Young Clan Head.”
W̆ e̊b̌ no ve l̂ Е̌ n̈ ǔ m̃а
“It is a tremendous relief that you seem unharmed.”
“Even you two came.”
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Namgung San went straight to the main issue.
“By any chance, is the Jin So-un you mentioned Jin So-un of the Taeul Sect?”
“Do you know that child?”
Namgung San and Namgung Seon-hwa looked at each other.
Е n um̈а...i d
“What happened?”
“I was attacked by enemies of unknown identity on West Lake Peak.”
“Did Young Master Jin remain behind alone?”
Namgung Seon-hwa, who ordinarily did not step forward, suddenly cut in.
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Namgung San started to say something, but stopped when he saw her face gone ashen.
She did not even seem to have the leeway to care what kind of rudeness she was committing.
W̆ е́ b ńo̊ v̌е̊l̇ Еńu.m а̊
“......I hope not, but somehow, it seems that way.”
Murong Sang-won briefly told them about the circumstances of their final parting.
“If it is him...... he would be more than capable of making such a choice.”
“......I had hoped otherwise.”
“Young Clan Head. We should move quickly.”
“Yes. Let us go.”
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***
[You want to live more than any of us. So you survive.]
After I left the Sojeong Squad, I continued to survive.
But that did not mean I had found peace.
During the time I left the martial world and holed myself up in deep mountains and secluded valleys.
I was not at peace for even a moment.
Е̄ n̈ǔ m ӑ . і́d̃
During the time I met no one, I had to meet everyone in my memories.
The Demonic Cult enemies who swarmed in endlessly, those in power in the Murim Alliance who kept their hands clasped behind their backs even with crisis before their eyes.
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A comrade I had grown close to while rolling across the ground together died helplessly under the cold blade of a demonic martial artist, and even the Demonic Cult’s dogs laughed at that comrade’s wretched death.
Inside those memories, I had to die tens of thousands of times.
One day, I remembered Go Tae, the successor of the Diamond Staff God, blocking the sword of the Yama Ghost Eye Unit.
Because it was a memory I had replayed hundreds of times, for the first time, I saw the enemy’s weakness.
Ẇе̌ b̄ n̄ о̆ v̄ ѐl. Ѐ n̆u̇ m̂ ӓ
A single point I had never seen even once before then.
If I thrust my sword there, I felt I could see a different ending.
Into that memory, I poured the image of driving the Minor Heaven Sword Art into that point.
The Yama Ghost Eye Unit member died with his Death Acupoint pierced, spraying a fountain of blood.
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Then relief washed over me, even if only for a moment.
Another day, I remembered Yaryul Jae, the successor of the Flowing Cloud Divine Art, sending a member of the Heavenly Demon Black Sword Unit flying.
Е̂ nu m a .ї d̈
A weakness appeared there as well, and I poured in the image of swinging the Flash Thunder Sword Art and cutting the enemy’s throat.
When I added an image of how I could respond to that day’s hellish memory, which had surfaced so vividly, I could fall asleep without suffering anymore.
Thus one day, ten days, a hundred days, a thousand days.
I had studied how to deal with every enemy the Sojeong Squad had faced, poured in imagined responses, and practiced countering them.
I had spent my life agonizing over strategies I would never have occasion to use again.
Because while I was thinking about those things, I did not have to spend my days in pain.
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“Back then, it was nothing more than a futile act to escape pain.”
I had never imagined that the thoughts I had dwelled on simply to free myself from pain would be used like this one day.
The corpses of the Yama Ghost Eye Unit lay scattered in every direction.
In the past, had I ever seen so many corpses of the Yama Ghost Eye Unit?
“If those worthless bastards had seen this, they would have raised hell telling me to bring wine and meat and hold a feast. Crazy bastards.”
Before I could even sink into sentiment over having killed nearly twenty men, a faint laugh slipped out.
Ëńuṁ а̃
I buried the corpses of the Yama Ghost Eye Unit in the mountain and left only a few behind. If I said that I, a disciple of the Taeul Sect, had dealt with all of them, it would clearly only invite unnecessary suspicion.
Once I had roughly finished the work, the tension left me.
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“The Azure Dragon Bracelet isn’t almighty after all.”
Fatigue had been rushing in since right after the fight ended.
I had sucked in all of those bastards’ inner arts and Innate Energy, which were filled with Demonic Qi, but as expected, what entered my body was pure True Qi.
But perhaps because of that, although more than half of the inner arts still remained in my Dantian, an unbearable demon of drowsiness was rushing over me.
En̊_û m̀а
It seemed that while the Azure Dragon Bracelet detoxified the Demonic Qi, an irresistible fatigue had accumulated in my body.
“Sleeping for a moment, just a very brief moment, should be fine, right?”
For some reason, I felt that if I slept now, I might be able to see the Sojeong Squad bastards from the past.
The faces of those bastards I had hated to see.
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Right now, seeing them for a moment might not be so bad.
“It’s not you bastards I want to see. I want to see Lady Murong Seol.”
Ѐn̆ um̆ а . і_d
I leaned against a rock for a moment and closed my eyes.
***
“Young Master Jin So-un!”
“Young Master Jin So-un!”
Night in the mountains is dark.
Piercing through that darkness, hundreds of torches illuminated places all across West Lake Peak.
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“This is the path.”
Murong Sang-won retraced the path he had taken and spread the people out ten jang in every direction.
Attackers might still remain, and he did not know where or how Jin So-un might be hiding.
Namgung San, who was running closest to Murong Sang-won, asked.
“Young Clan Head, can you tell us what happened?”
Namgung Seon-hwa on the other side also looked as if she desperately wanted to hear it.
Ẃе̌ ḃ ñо v̊ e l En û mа
“I encountered attackers on West Lake Peak and nearly died. Then a friend named Jin So-un saved my life.”
“.......”
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“But while I was on my way to Mugang with that friend, the ones who had attacked me were waiting for us.”
“......Hhk!”
Namgung Seon-hwa inhaled without realizing it.
“Thanks to So-un’s improvisation, we were able to escape from their hands, but as you can see, I was in very poor condition. So we decided to split up and flee.”
W̄ěḃ ǹ о̂ v̊_е l Ẽn̂u_m̂ ã
“Then.......”
“But...... the thought keeps coming into my head that the child became bait for my sake. It worries me.”
No sooner had Murong Sang-won finished speaking than Namgung Seon-hwa’s steps began to quicken.
Namgung San started to say something, but then closed his mouth.
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Because he himself felt exactly as Seon-hwa did.
“There are traces of a fight here.”
Е̂ńŭ mа . id
The escorts who had been sent ahead were gathered in one spot.
Murong Sang-won quickly approached.
It was a place not far from where he and So-un had first split up and fled.
“There is quite a lot of blood.......”
“Hmm.”
Murong Sang-won’s brow furrowed deeply.
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“There are traces here as well!”
“There is a large amount of blood here.”
When they followed the warriors who had found the next traces, that place was exactly where Jin So-un and Murong Sang-won had parted.
“He went and did it after all! He did it!”
Murong Sang-won’s emotion was closer to anger than sorrow.
What was he, that Jin So-un would go this far?
Еn̂ùm а̃
His was a life that had already died once anyway; it would have been enough just to have been able to deliver the news.
Namgung San’s expression was grave as he examined the scene of the fierce battle.
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“Too much blood is scattered here.”
“What if one person shed it?”
“......He would not have survived.”
“The corpse...... no! Traces! Find traces! Any traces of Jin So-un or of the attackers are fine! Find them all!”
En u ṁ à.і̀ d
“Yes, sir!”
The escorts and warriors moved more keenly than ever.
The Young Clan Head of the Murong Clan.
They instinctively felt that he had, in one sense or another, made a grave decision now.
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“Ah.......”
Namgung Seon-hwa sank to the ground as if she could not endure it any longer.
Е̊ n ǔḿȧ .і̊ d
Namgung San barely caught her arm and kept her from collapsing.
“Get a hold of yourself. Nothing has been found yet.”
“But, Brother.......”
“Don’t you know him? If he were someone who would end so easily, he would have ended long ago.”
“.......”
“People are watching. Get up.”
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“......Yes.”
Murong Sang-won, who had been listening to the two from the side, felt something was strange and asked.
“What sort of connection do you two have with Jin So-un?”
In his own case, Jin So-un could be called his life-saving benefactor, so he owed him a debt he could never repay.
Yet were the two children of the Namgung Clan not behaving much the same as he was?
“Do you know about what happened on Demon Spirit Plateau?”
Ё nù m̈ а́ .i̇ d
“I heard of it far too late, and I am sorry. Fortunately, there was a benefactor, was there?”
“Yes. That benefactor was Young Master Jin So-un.”
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“The one said to have entered the Boundless Indestructible Soul-Destroying Formation countless times to save people.......”
“Yes.”
“Huh.......”
Now he understood why Namgung Seon-hwa had nearly lost strength in her legs.
Ẁ ėb̂ n̄о́ve̊ l Е̃ ñ u m̂ а̇
The Chivalrous Hero who had saved everyone on Demon Spirit Plateau, regardless of the Orthodox Path or the Black Path, was none other than Jin So-un.
“Truly...... why did he have to save me.......”
Now even self-loathing rose inside Murong Sang-won.
If he had simply died early below that cliff, Jin So-un could have returned with the Fire Monkey’s Inner Core and become a Chivalrous Hero whose name would remain long in the Murim.
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If Jin So-un truly died like this, had he not brought tremendous harm to the Murim?
“What is the life of one mere middle-aged man worth?”
Е̊ṅ ŭ m̃ ä.ĩ d̀
Murong Sang-won streamed tears down his face, paying no mind to whether the children of the Namgung Clan saw him or not.
And then.
“H-Here!!”
“I-Isn’t that a person?”
“It’s a person! There is a person here!”
A small voice came from the other side of the forest.
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Murong Sang-won, Namgung San, and Namgung Seon-hwa.
The moment the three met eyes, they kicked off the ground and shot forward like the wind, none of them first or last.
“Where?! Where is he?!”
Murong Sang-won shoved through the escorts and warriors and pushed ahead.
Then he saw Jin So-un drenched in blood, sitting against a rock on one side of a small clearing.
“Is he alive?”
We b̀nо̊v el̇ Еn̆ ǔ m̃a
“He’s all right, isn’t he?”
“Is he alive?”
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At the barrage of questions from Namgung San, Namgung Seon-hwa, and Murong Sang-won, the escort who had first checked Jin So-un’s condition nodded.
“He is breathing.”
Murong Sang-won approached and checked Jin So-un’s pulse.
Fortunately, his pulse was beating strongly.
W е_b̆n̄ о̂v ë l Еn úm̊ ӑ
Worried that he might be wounded, he rolled up the clothing on his arms, stomach, and legs to check.
Fortunately, other than scabbed blood clinging to him, there were no wounds.
And around then, Jin So-un woke up.
Perhaps because so much fatigue had built up, he spoke with half-open eyes.
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“Haa, you have come?”
At Jin So-un’s carefree reaction, Murong Sang-won burst into a hollow laugh.
Ӗ n umа . їd̀
“You fool! What in the world happened? Did you really use yourself as bait for me?”
“Ah...... well, I had a few more traps set on this side, so I thought I could make use of them.”
“Haa! And?”
“After I dealt with them for a bit, fortunately, those bastards ran away.”
“Ha ha. If you survived like that, you should have come back right away. Why are you sleeping here?”
“I apologize. I was too tired.”
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Jin So-un apologized with an embarrassed expression, seeming sorry that so many warriors and escorts had moved because of him.
Murong Sang-won embraced Jin So-un and said.
“No! No! It is enough that you are alive. What a relief! Yes, it is a relief, of course it is.”
“Urk, wh-why are you doing this?”
Jin So-un, suddenly wide awake, struggled to pull free, but Murong Sang-won did not let him go easily.
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