novelraw Chapter 69 : The Invitation of the Namgung Family (1)
Chapter 69 : The Invitation of the Namgung Family (1)
When Eun Ga-yeong opened her eyes, she was greeted by a time she had never told anyone about.
Her body, when she looked at it, had become younger.
Could it be that she had regressed?
Soon, she could instinctively tell that she had not regressed. A strange sensation had entered her body. It was clear that that was what had created the current situation.
But she couldn't see a solution to this problem. This was the first time she had experienced such a thing since learning martial arts.
Not knowing what to do, she just stood there blankly, and then she heard the creaking sound of an old door that she could never forget.
Eun Ga-yeong raised her head. The old door was opening. A bright light came in through the door and lit up her vision. Eun Ga-yeong's heart began to pound.
Slowly.
She looks to the side. Her mother was smiling.
Her hand was holding her mother's tightly.
Only then does she look at the other side. Her father was there. Her other hand was holding her father's tightly.
The two of them, as soon as their eyes met, smiled brightly and greeted the guest outside the door.
-You've finally come!
Her mother and father introduced the person outside the door to her.
-From now on, these are the people who will be your new family. You should say hello, right?
The person at the door was a human trafficker.
The current Eun Ga-yeong would never do such a thing, but she, as she had in the past, cried and clung to them.
-No! No! I said I'm not going!
At that moment, the gentle expressions of the two people distorted.
It was the same this time.
Although she would never be scared by the impression of an ordinary person who had not learned martial arts, her body reacted on its own this time as well.
Eun Ga-yeong closed her eyes in fear and screamed!
And in her slightly opened eyes, she could see her father raising one arm.
Eun Ga-yeong instinctively closed her mouth and cowered. Because she knew from experience that if she made even a small sound here, that huge arm would be swung towards her.
-Now, now, you can't damage the merchandise. Don't worry. We'll take care of it.
After that, Eun Ga-yeong felt the man from outside the door grab her arm. She struggled to get away this time as well.
The man pressed down on the back of Eun Ga-yeong's neck.
Eun Ga-yeong suddenly felt sleepy.
Her eyelids came down. She tried to resist, but it was impossible. Her eyelids were as heavy as if they were made of lead. The last sight Eun Ga-yeong saw before she closed her eyes was the faces of her mother and father, who were smiling brightly after receiving the money.
Flash.
Eun Ga-yeong opened her eyes. The situation had changed.
She was in another place.
It was one of the many places she had been through after being sold to the human trafficking group.
She blinked again. Eun Ga-yeong had been sold to another place.
And so, by the time she had moved about ten times.
-Will you come with me?
Outside the cage made of bars, an old man was in front of her.
Based on her experiences so far, the scene she would see when she closed and opened her eyes would be different again. But this time, she did not close her eyes.
It was not because she missed the old man or wanted to see him.
It was just that the most comfortable memory among her past lives was the one with the old man.
After that, she was with the old man. The old man and she did not particularly talk or build memories.
The old man treated her thoroughly as a slave, and she also treated the old man thoroughly as a master.
The old man taught her how to cook, taught her how to read, taught her something called martial arts, and told her who to kill.
Eun Ga-yeong accepted all of this as if a sponge were absorbing water.
And the last words the old man uttered when he died had imprisoned Eun Ga-yeong forever.
-This is the last order.
After that, Eun Ga-yeong moved to carry out the old man's last order.
The old man's last orders were only two. First, to find the Sword Emperor and follow his orders, and second, to kill the Demonic Cult members.
After that, Eun Ga-yeong had killed countless people to carry out those two orders.
Most of them were Demonic Cult members. Sometimes, she also had fights with Orthodox Faction members. As a result of those fights, she had entered a place called the Suicide Squad. The reason she had entered was simple.
Because if she were here, she could kill the Demonic Cult members more easily.
And she had met the Sword Emperor.
He, unlike her other masters, did not force anything on her.
That made Eun Ga-yeong anxious.
Had she become useless now?
She was anxious.
Instead, he suggested something else to her.
-It's raining today. Stop training and sit here and watch the rain. On a day like this, you go to the market and have gukbap and makgeolli. Heh! My mouth is already watering. Damn it! What's so special about life!
On a sunny day.
-The weather is clear today. Stop training and sit here and be still. Feel the blowing wind. On a day like this, you go to the market and have gukbap and makgeolli. Heh! My mouth is already watering. Damn! This is life!
On a slightly gloomy day, as if it would rain.
-The weather is a little gloomy today. Stop training and sit here and be still. On a day like this, you go to the market and have gukbap and makgeolli! Heh! My mouth is already watering. This is paradise!
Although she had been through many masters, this master was a stranger than she had ever imagined.
He was definitely crazy about gukbap and makgeolli.
And it wasn't that he was just talking about gukbap and makgeolli. When it was time to do something, he did it.
He had thrown away his own life, and he never neglected his training every day. However, when he was resting, he would always shout for gukbap and makgeolli.
He had said to her before going to the Gansu Province battle.
-No matter what happens, you must survive.
-Even if you're in danger?
-Yes. Even if I'm in danger.
-Is that an order?
-Yeah. It's an order.
It was an order she had never heard before in her life.
Eun Ga-yeong then entered Gansu Province. There, over a thousand Demonic Cult members were waiting for her. They, unlike the other Demonic Cult members, were each strong. Eun Ga-yeong fought. And she met death dozens, hundreds, thousands of times.
When she opened her eyes again, the fight was repeated.
What came to her mind was his order.
-Survive. It's an order.
Eun Ga-yeong fought to complete the order.
Finally, when she had killed everyone in the Gansu Province battle and had survived, she blinked her eyes.
At this moment, Eun Ga-yeong could finally tell that she had returned to reality.
In her eyes, she could see a woman with a sword, trembling all over.
Under that woman was a person she knew well.
Eun Ga-yeong immediately moved her body.
Then the woman, to an extent that one could not think of as a person who had been trembling until just now, reacted swiftly.
She parried the hand she had extended with her sword.
The woman was strong. She had tried to break her neck bone in one move, but she had failed. Instead, she was able to save the man who was pinned under the woman.
The woman asked her.
"What is your relationship with this man?"
Eun Ga-yeong answered.
"I am his."
The woman's eyes trembled rapidly.
* * *
Yoo Su-a met the two pupils, which were the only ones revealed in the mask.
There, two '∞'s were seen in a crossed shape.
It was as beautiful as seeing the wings of a butterfly.
She was momentarily captivated by it.
As expected, her attack, as seen in her future sight, had missed.
Just then, a new situation occurred.
The man, who was thought to be dead, got up and was about to kill the Orthodox Faction woman who was sitting in the lotus position.
His speed was on par with her own maximum speed.
She got goosebumps once that such a person was nearby, and she got goosebumps twice that she hadn't noticed it.
And a third goosebump covered her whole body.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
With a single swing, the unidentified man disappeared without a trace.
Yoo Su-a could tell.
If that attack had been directed at her, she would not have been much different.
The man who had delivered that tremendous blow just now looked at her.
She could feel that death was approaching for the first time since she had learned martial arts.
Ah! This is how people die.
It was the second despair she had felt since she was born.
The first despair was when she had lost her senior brother.
And so, when she had accepted death.
Thud.
The man collapsed.
Although she was momentarily flustered, she thought it was a golden opportunity.
If this man were to open his eyes again, she had no confidence that she could win at this point.
And so, she took off the mask.
The moment she met his face, she couldn't think of anything.
The face in the mask was so similar to someone she knew. It was to the extent that she would believe it if someone said he was that person's twin. But looking closely, the overall feeling was different.
This person's impression was cold.
The senior brother she knew was a warm person.
So he is a different person.
Yoo Su-a raised her sword high.
She had to kill this person before he woke up.
Now, if she just lowered this sword, it would be the end.
But she couldn't put strength into the hand holding the sword.
She couldn't bring herself to stab the sword because this person overlapped with her senior brother.
She hated herself so much for being so shaken just because their faces were similar.
'This person is not my senior brother!'
Yoo Su-a closed her eyes tightly and put strength into the arm she was holding. But her arm did not go down.
Just then, the Orthodox Faction member opened her eyes.
The moment they met, the Orthodox Faction member was already moving. She extended her hand to her.
She parried it with her sword. This time, her arm went in well.
The repulsive force felt through the body of the sword was beyond imagination. The Orthodox Faction member was originally strong, but now she was incomparably stronger than before.
But it was a level that was inferior compared to the pressure she had felt from the masked man.
The Orthodox Faction member took the masked man away. And she held him in her arms as if she were dealing with a very precious person.
Seeing that, a sense of displeasure of unknown cause surged.
"What is your relationship with this man?"
A question popped out without her realizing it.
"I am his."
Hearing the answer, her heart felt even more stuffy.
'Get a grip! Yoo Su-a! That person is not your senior brother!'
Yoo Su-a rearranged her posture and shook off her distracting thoughts.
And she looked around. The people who had eaten the pill were almost all subdued.
If she just took care of the two people in front of her, this fight would likely end in a smooth victory.
However, the old monk of the Shaolin Temple who was swinging a staff was a little concerning, but on this side, there were the Sword Demoness and the Mad Demon.
And although he was internally injured, the Fourth Elder was also present.
In other words, if she just subdued these two people, it would be the end.
Yoo Su-a prepared to perform the Three Swords of the Heavenly Demon.
'With my current skill, the maximum I can perform the Three Swords of the Heavenly Demon is twice.'
Failure would lead directly to death.
'I will kill these two people in this place!'
Yoo Su-a flew her body.
The first technique of the Three Swords of the Heavenly Demon, the Heavenly Kill, was shot.
In the middle, the speed accelerated. It was the mystery of layering, where the energy was gathered once more and exploded.
It accelerated once again. It was the result of using the Reversal of Heaven.
The opponent also performed a thrust.
In the opponent's pupils, a cylindrical shape was seen.
As soon as she confirmed that, Yoo Su-a clenched her teeth.
Because she knew what that represented.
That woman was also stepping on the same ground as her.
Their swords clashed.
The two swords, as if by promise, shattered from the front of the sword body. And both of them stopped, with the half-broken sword body in front of them.
It was a draw.
Yoo Su-a, although she was already exhausted, tried to perform the Three Swords of the Heavenly Demon again.
Although it would be a bit of a strain, she had to subdue these two people herself so that her comrades would not be harmed later.
And she could instinctively tell that if she let them go now, they would surely come back as a future problem.
Just then, the woman took the man and kicked off the ground, and disappeared far away. She had run away. Soon, the remaining Orthodox Faction members followed the woman and left.
A short while later, the Sword Demoness and the Mad Demon came up next to her.
"Young Lord!"
"Young Lord!"
If we only look at the result, the fight... was won.
But Yoo Su-a knew.
That she had lost.
Yoo Su-a said.
"Tend to the wounded, and subdue the remaining ones and take them to the Heavenly Demon Cult."
What would have happened if the woman had not left and had continued to fight?
Yoo Su-a recalled the two people who had already left and disappeared.
She was still weak.
Mentally and physically.
She had to become stronger to avenge her senior brother.
There was no more time to be frustrated.
Now that the Chaotic Heavenly Society had come to the surface, she would be spending her time more busily from now on.
* * *
I opened my eyes with a pain that was felt throughout my body.
"Oh-ho! I thought you were going to die, but you're up!"
There was an old man. His outward appearance was such that one would believe it even if he were called a divine immortal.
The old man suddenly came up to me and said.
"Excuse me, but may I perform an autopsy just once?"
It is polite not to do something that is rude.
At the familiar feeling, I asked.
"By any chance, what is your relationship with the old Demonic Doctor?"
The old man frowned as if he were very displeased.
"Don't tell me! Are you comparing me to that quack bastard now?"
Then you're not? You're a quack just by looking at you!
"Phew. First, I'll have to introduce myself. Listen well, I, who saved you."
Just then, the door opened, and the Divine Monk entered.
As soon as he saw me, he let out a sigh of relief and said.
"Thank you! Yak-seon!"
"Yes! I am Yak-seon! I'll ask you again. May I perform an autopsy just once?"
It seems they give nicknames like 'Demonic Doctor' or 'Yak-seon' to quacks these days. I was truly worried about the medical skills of the martial world.
I answered.
"No."
What was certain was that I had survived.
"Really, no?"
"Yes. No."
Would you?