Invincible with Twin Swords

Chapter 49 : I Will Ask About the Laws of the Alliance

I said I would follow his decision.

Whether to kill, to leave it to the disposal of the law, or to forgive everything, it is his share.

And this is the decision he has made.

I respect his decision.

While the two were talking, Cheon Mubaek was slowly backing away.

He is trying to take advantage of the gap and escape.

Now that all the truth has been revealed, his own life will be the only thing that matters.

"It would be better not to move. Because a person more frightening than me is waiting behind you. He has been watching you since a while ago, did you perhaps not know?"

Parip hyungnim quietly revealed himself from behind.

The fame of being one of the top ten assassins of the Central Plains was not won by gambling.

If Parip hyungnim decides to hide his presence, there will be few in this wide Central Plains who can notice.

Deoksam had asked me to take him with me, but if I had brought that guy, I would have ruined the work.

Even if he somehow hides his presence, where can he hide that bear-like body?

"I-if you kill me, will the Danmok family stand still? Do you want to go back to that dark thunder prison again? Even if you kill me now and run away, you will be caught again according to the laws of the Martial Alliance. And you will rot in the thunder prison for the rest of your life as a murderer who killed his wife."

"The Danmok family doesn't know that you are alive. So even if you die here today, they will never know, will they?"

I said, stepping forward.

I had already confirmed through Heavenly Conduit Sect whether the Danmok family was involved in this case.

This case was a plan of only the two of them.

Danmok Ryeojin looked around, flustered, and said.

"I will reveal everything. That everything was Cheon Mubaek's scheme. That he imprisoned me and planned everything. Now that you have been cleared of the false charge, you shouldn't commit a crime again, should you?"

She is a smart woman.

Perhaps she had even considered a situation like this.

Cheon Mubaek's expression, who was listening to her words, contorted.

"How dare you! Who was the one who planned it first, and you're going to pin everything on me?"

Cheon Mubaek drew his sword and rushed at Danmok Ryeojin.

At that moment, Parip hyungnim's figure disappeared and then appeared behind Cheon Mubaek.

And he hit his pressure points.

He, who was rushing with a face full of anger, stopped as he was.

I said to Cheon Mubaek, who was standing still, trembling with both hands.

"You will go to the Martial Alliance's thunder prison. Since you have wielded the law your whole life, now you must be left to the disposal of that law."

"And you..."

I looked at Danmok Ryeojin.

"The matter concerning you will be according to Great Hero Jong's will."

Her expression stiffened.

"Hall Master Gwak!"

I shouted towards a corner.

The master of the Martial Alliance's Righteous Law Hall, Gwak Yohong, revealed himself from behind a pillar.

Gwak Yohong's help was great in bringing Jong Ilmyeong, who was imprisoned in the thunder prison, here.

However, he had attached a condition that he himself must also accompany.

I was planning to bring him anyway.

If he had not been there, it would have been difficult to clear the false charge so cleanly.

Danmok Ryeojin's expression, who saw him, brightened.

"H-Hall Master. He is trying to kill me. Please stop him. Are you just going to stand by and watch a murder happen in front of your eyes?"

Gwak Yohong's expression looked happy and sad.

It is a happy thing that Jong Ilmyeong's false charge has been cleared, but it is sad that such a hideous desire was hidden behind it.

"Surely you're not saying you're going to commit murder in front of the master of the Righteous Law Hall? The Martial Alliance has rules. I will also receive a punishment according to the laws of the alliance."

Unlike Cheon Mubaek, she has a huge background called the Danmok family.

Although he would be angry that she had deceived even the family head and done such a thing, there is no way he would just leave his only daughter to rot in the thunder prison.

I looked at Jong Ilmyeong.

His hand was trembling with anger.

What she should have said now was a sincere apology.

If she had, would the anger he is feeling now be a little less?

Jong Ilmyeong met my eyes.

It was a confused gaze.

Although he wants to cut her neck right now, after that, he has to go back to the thunder prison and spend the rest of his life.

I promised to help him clear the false charge and do as he wishes.

Even if it wasn't a promise, I am a person who cannot see such people not paying for their sins properly.

I looked at Gwak Yohong.

Although his two eyes were full of regret, he would not turn a blind eye to allow revenge by breaking the law.

Because he is a man of principle who believes that he must uphold the law and rules more than anyone else in the Martial Alliance.

Gwak Yohong approached Jong Ilmyeong and wrapped his trembling shoulders.

His shoulders were trembling with anger, and Gwak Yohong's hand, which was wrapping them, was also trembling.

Both of them are angry.

"It's a real relief. It's a real relief that you have been cleared of the false charge. But I can't let you do as you wish. I feel the same way as you. But..."

I feel the same way as Jong Ilmyeong, but I also understand Gwak Yohong's words.

The Central Plains is a place where numerous martial artists run wild with their swords.

But that doesn't mean you can swing it as you please.

The world runs properly because there are people like Gwak Yohong who value principles and laws.

But I had expected a situation like this.

The law must be upheld, but if it is settled like this, how will Jong Ilmyeong's injustice be resolved?

"I will ask just one thing. You, Hall Master, would naturally want it to be handled according to the law, right?"

"...It's regrettable, but what can we do?"

Gwak Yohong is a person who has lived a life according to principles.

He cannot be killed in front of him without a just cause.

Danmok Ryeojin's face was that of someone who had come back to life from the brink of death.

"Jong Ilmyeong's dantian was destroyed and his tendons were cut. And he was imprisoned in the thunder prison for a long time. What was his crime?"

"That's of course for the crime of murdering his wife..."

"Then he has been punished for the crime of killing his wife, right?"

Gwak Yohong understood the meaning of my words and did not answer.

"I will ask about the laws of the Martial Alliance. Is there a case where a person is punished twice for one crime?"

He had already understood the intention of my question.

He closed his eyes and was lost in thought for a long time, then opened his mouth.

"For one crime, you only receive one punishment. It is a natural principle."

Danmok Ryeojin's face, who was listening to our conversation, turned ashen.

Since she is a smart woman, she has noticed what we are talking about.

"Great Hero Jong has already paid a considerable price for the crime of killing his wife. Can I understand that as meaning that he does not have to be punished again for the same crime?"

"I will speak as the master of the Martial Alliance's Righteous Law Hall. I will handle all of this solely according to the principles. And the situation that Sect Leader Jin has mentioned does not seem to deviate from the principles."

Jong Ilmyeong and Danmok Ryeojin both quietly closed their two eyes.

Danmok Ryeojin had resigned herself.

When she was planning to frame her husband as a murderer and get what she wanted.

Did she think that it could become like this?

If all this had been planned by Cheon Mubaek alone and Danmok Ryeojin had also died at his hands, would Jong Ilmyeong's anger have been less?

Jong Ilmyeong opened his closed eyes.

His face looked more comfortable than before.

"Before I came here, I thought that you might be alive. The events of that day, which didn't fit no matter how I tried to piece them together, all fell into place when I assumed that you were alive."

Jong Ilmyeong continued to speak with a calm expression.

"I had a naive thought that you might sit down and shed tears of repentance when you faced me. But you are you until the very end. Thank you. For making me have no hesitation in my decision."

He approached me and drew the sword on my waist.

His hand, holding the sword, was trembling.

I couldn't tell if that trembling was because his tendons were cut or because he was hesitating.

He approached Danmok Ryeojin, who was still standing proudly with her eyes wide open.

And he cut her neck.

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Martial Alliance.

"What will happen to that person now? That person, Cheon Mubaek."

Parip hyungnim asked.

"He said that the body he had prepared to make it look like Danmok Ryeojin was dead was also killed by him. It's a murder charge. On top of that, the crime of disturbing the law as the leader of the Martial Alliance's Law Enforcement Unit, and so on. I heard that a capital punishment will be handed down to make an example of him on this occasion."

"Capital punishment?"

"If that strict Hall Master Gwak said it's a capital punishment, wouldn't it be beheading? That way, the case will be neatly concluded. And it will be fair to Danmok Ryeojin."

"By the way. There's something I don't quite understand..."

Parip hyungnim said with a puzzled expression.

"I definitely only hit Cheon Mubaek's pressure points. Danmok Ryeojin was in a state where she could move."

"And if she is a daughter of the Danmok family, she would have learned martial arts. But why didn't she counterattack at all at the moment her neck was being cut?"

From what I heard, she had learned considerable martial arts.

Even if it was a situation where she couldn't escape, anyone would have an instinctive reaction at the moment their neck was being cut.

And it was a sword that a person whose tendons were cut was swinging with all his might.

But she just watched the flying sword until the very end.

Without even closing her eyes.

"I don't know either. What she was thinking at that moment."

It was not a regretful gaze.

She was born as a woman and had ambition.

Perhaps she was imagining being reborn and becoming the master of this world herself.

"Women are scary. Should I live alone without getting married? What if you get married later, hyungnim, and your wife plots such a scheme?"

As I was lost in complicated thoughts, Deoksam, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Huh? I'm sure Miss Na wouldn't do that..."

"Huh? Why suddenly Miss Na...?"

"Ah! I-I was thinking about something else for a moment and gave a strange answer, so don't mind it. Isn't it because your pronunciation is inaccurate that I'm misunderstanding? Don't you really know that you have to pay attention to your pronunciation when you speak to your hyungnim? Why are you just throwing your clothes on the floor? The room smells of feet. Is my word that you should always wash your feet first after training really a joke?"

I got angry in reverse and shouted loudly.

The sect leader is angry, so why are both of you laughing?

Is my word really a joke?

Parip hyungnim is one thing, but that guy Deoksam shouldn't be going around saying useless things.

"By the way, what about that painting that was the cause of this incident?"

Parip hyungnim asked me.

If the Heavenly Lord's Painting had not come into Jong Ilmyeong's hands, a situation like this would not have happened.

"He gave it to me. He asked me to keep it."

It's a word of keeping, but it's a word of giving it to me.

It is an item that he does not want to have.

In fact, I didn't want it either.

I don't believe that you can become the master of the world through such a painting, and even if it were true, I had no desire to rise to a headache-inducing position like the master of the world.

"Since it's an ominous item that brings blood whenever it appears in the world, I have to keep it in a place where no one can find it. For such a place, wouldn't the Forest of Swords be good? Since it's a place that people don't even know if it actually exists."

"Did you see it, hyungnim? What kind of painting is it that all this fuss is about?"

Deoksam, who was lying on the bed, said.

"I haven't seen it yet. I was about to see what kind of painting it is, but some guy interrupted me."

"Who? No, what guy is not letting you see it?"

Deoksam said with an angry expression.

"You! You're lying on the Heavenly Lord's Painting right now."

Deoksam was startled and stood up from his seat with the speed of lightning.

I took out the painting that was hidden under the table and said.

"From now on, when I call you, get up with that speed!"

"Ah! Why are you really doing this to me? Is it fun?"

Yes. Teasing you is the most fun thing in the world.

"Let's see what kind of painting it is."

I spread the Heavenly Lord's Painting wide on the table.

(End of Chapter)