Episode 29
Competition participant number 10 and the ganja of the Taeeulmuk sword school⎯ Dang Geuk-rin was an illegitimate child.
This does not mean that he was an illegitimate child of the Tang family.
His original name was Mak Ingeuk, and he was born between Jangmun Mak Inhu of the Taeeulmukgeom faction and the maid who served him. Although he was an illegitimate child, Mak Ingeuk was born with outstanding qualities. From a young age, he had a unique understanding of martial arts.
Of course, his father, Makinhu, was the first to recognize his talent.
‘…It is truly a wasteful quality.’
Mak In-geuk stood out in martial arts to the extent that Mak In-hu, who had taught several martial arts, including Simbeop, as a test, lamented.
Makinhu secretly brought Makingeuk’s mother, who was his maid, into his concubine room. However, that did not mean that she could be recognized for the existence of Ingeuk.
In addition to the young Mak In-geuk, Mak In-hu had three sons, and he was concerned about a succession fight, so he early declared his eldest son, who showed the most outstanding qualities among the three, as the rightful successor.
There was no room for a maknae play.
The reason he was able to survive in the first place was because the succession had already been confirmed. Mak Inhu’s wife was a woman who would do anything for her son. Like most mothers. If she had thought that her position as the eldest son’s successor was threatened, she would have put on her human drama hat even before she was brought into the concubine’s room.
But Makinhu knew. Mak Ingeuk, who is still young, is much better than his three sons. This was a bigger problem than I thought.
No matter how orthodox or legitimate it may be, the Taeeulmuk Sword School is also a shaman.
It is possible to solidify the succession structure with long-standing authority now, but what about 10 or 15 years from now?
At that time, if Makingeuk’s inaction reached a level far higher than that of Zhuangzi, the intentions of the leading figures of the sect were bound to change. This means that as time passes, the succession structure becomes more unstable.
Once Mak In-geuk gained strength, his own intentions would also develop, and in that case, the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect that Mak In-hu had built up throughout his life was bound to be shaken. There will definitely be a bloody wind blowing.
Makinhu had to make a decision as the lord of the munju.
To ensure a peaceful succession, either completely get rid of the youngest member with the most outstanding qualities, or
Or will he recognize his qualities and endure the blood storm for the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect?
Either way, blood was bound to flow. Choosing the former was a waste of Tang In-geuk’s innate qualities, and choosing the latter raised concerns about the power of the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect that would be undermined by internal strife. Sacheon, which became the Sado World, was completely driven by the logic of strong self-respect.
Makinhu’s agony deepened.
Then, a clue to the solution appeared in an unexpected direction.
‘what? Deciding on the head of the small family regardless of direct or collateral lineage…?’
It was an opportunity to hear a story about the Tang family’s competition for Sogaju. One possibility flashed in Makinhu’s mind like a flash of lightning.
The youngest guy, who is no different from a troublemaker, is put in as the party’s ganja. It would be the icing on the cake if I could get involved with a key figure in the party. And participate in the competition. If he had talent for acting, he would definitely be at the top level within the party.
‘If you do well, you can even aim for the position of head of the Tang family!’
In the best case, the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect could be inherited by the eldest son, and the Tang family could also be led by the youngest. No matter how much it had declined, the party was still a party. Nothing could be better than being able to easily swallow up a powerful family.
And there was nothing bad even if Makingeuk did not become the head of the small family. From what I heard, it seemed like the competition was a fight over life and death, so stepping on the growing buds of the party was also a huge feat. He could return after accumulating enough inaction and be recognized for his contributions, and it would also have been okay to live his whole life as a ganja who had infiltrated the inner workings of the Tang family.
Mak In-hu met the youngest child in secret.
‘Let me make you an offer.’
‘I will follow. father.’
‘…I haven’t told you yet.’
‘I can guess that you are very concerned about the fire candle. ‘Perhaps it’s because I was born with slightly better qualities than my three older brothers.’
‘…….’
‘Father is the supreme leader who leads the Japanese clan. It is Soja’s opinion that since this is the conclusion that such a person decided was the best after much deliberation, we should follow it no matter what it is.’
‘…the youngest.’
Mak In-hu was immediately impressed by what his youngest son was saying. So much so that I thought she was different from the other three sons.
‘I plan to make you the ganja of the Tang family.’
‘Ganja… you mean?’
‘okay. I already have an identity to disguise. As a collateral character, he will be an orphan left behind by his parents. Her name is Danggeuk Rin.
‘Dang Geuk-rin….’
‘I’m not trying to throw you out because I hate you. ‘It’s to give you a chance.’
‘What if it’s a chance?’
‘Soon, there will be a competition within the party for Sogaju’s position. I heard that anyone with a Tang family name, regardless of whether they are a direct or collateral relative, can participate.’
‘Then Soja can win there.’
‘Your qualifications are extraordinary, so there are expectations of that, but you don’t have to win and become Sogaju. Just by being in the top ranks, he can become a key figure in the next party.’
‘All right.’
‘If you get the chance, try to weaken the party’s power. That will soon become your achievement, and when you return to the main faction one day, you will be able to use it as an excuse to solidify your position.’
‘…I’ll keep that in mind.’
‘Then come here. I will teach you the Taeeul Double Swordsmanship.’
‘Father, that’s…!’
It is unknown whether Mak In-hu originally intended to do so or whether it was due to a change of heart, but he taught Mak In-geuk the complete Taeeul Double Swordsmanship. A martial art that only Moonju of the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect can learn.
In this way, Makingeuk became Danggeukrin.
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“And the reason I tell you this is⎯”
Tang Geuk-rin took out another bag of bidos from his arms. Two sacks, both thrown and caught. When held in both hands, it looked like he was holding dual swords.
“No matter what happens, I’m going to kill you.”
As he says this, he crosses his hands in the sign of father. A type of martial arts training that does not exist in the Tang Dynasty. It’s an uncommon posture. Even when seeing it for the first time, anyone can recognize its features.
“…Taeeul Double Swordsmanship.”
Dang Jeong-il muttered in a weak voice. There was no way I didn’t know. If I remember correctly, that was a swordsman known as a swordsman of the Taeeulmuk swordsman, Makinhu. He was given a gift from Black Snake Trainer Yu Gil-jun.
I don’t know what the relationship was with Mo Yin Hu, but it seemed to be an unmistakable fact that Tang Geuk Lin was a Ganja. And her party affairs now had to worry about her own life.
“It looks like your eyes are set in the right place because you recognize me.”
At the same time as Tang Geuk-rin was shaking, an ominous black energy rose like a haze from the secret path. Those in the know called it the silent sword energy (墨劍氣). Proof that you have properly learned the Taeeul Ssanggeomsik.
‘I can’t handle this.’
Even before they collided, Dang Jeong-il lost his momentum. It was clear that Dang Jeong-il also had a somewhat developed sense of spirit. The energy flowing from Tang Geuk-rin’s silent sword was no joke. Completely unrivaled. We’re not even a few years older than each other, so how can we have this kind of energy?
Escape was not easy.
Not only had the divine law already confirmed that the other side was much higher, but the energy flowing from the ink sword was gradually entangling Tang Jeong-il’s body. It imposes restrictions on the opponent’s movements⎯ Needless to say, it was said to be an upward martial art.
“okay. That’s the look. “Everyone died with that face.”
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Tang Geuk-lin let out a satisfied smile as he looked at Tang Jeong-il. For a moment, she seemed to show a different side from the other guys, but in the end, even this guy just despaired in front of her death ⎯ Such thoughts made her Tang Geuk Rin feel superior.
“Then die. “Don’t even leave a body behind.”
Phew⎯!
Tang Geuk-lin’s new form disappeared like a ray of wind. The Taeeul Ssanggeomsik was an extremely exhilarating and powerful swordsmanship. It is made up of swords that are focused on attack without any consideration of defense or evasion. Once you have mastered the Taeeul Double Swordsmanship, you will be able to completely cut down your opponent with an incredibly fast sword. In fact, Munju Makinhu of the Taeeulmuk Sword Sect would often cut the opponent’s flesh like a piece of paper and kill him as if he was making sashimi. It was common for those who dealt with him to not even leave his body intact.
Naturally, with Tang Jeong-il’s level of skill, he could not even properly chase Tang Geuk-rin’s shadow, and it was time for Tang Geuk-lin to swing the secret sword while seeing Tang Jeong-il like that.
Fit.
“uh?”
Tang Geuk-lin stopped swinging his arms and let out a stupid voice. Now, what was it…?
dump.
Tang Geuk-lin got down on one knee with shaking eyes. Her entire body began to lose strength rapidly.
‘It’s poison.’
I realized what had happened, but the doubts still remained. When? who? I didn’t feel anything…
thud.
Tang Geolin fell sideways, full of doubts. The severe abdominal pain began to the extent that she could no longer control her body. It was a pain as if each of my internal organs were being torn apart.
Meanwhile, Dang Jeong-il, who had thought he was going to die, looked bewildered.
“who are you.”
After thinking about it for a moment, I change my stance and take a look at Dang Geuk-rin, who has fallen down. I saw something small stuck in her Danggeuk Rin’s neck.
‘Umochim…!’
I knew that they were not involved in the Battle of Solitude, but maybe the guards were watching?
He is a person from the main family. A look of joy appeared on Dang Jeong-il’s face as he made that decision. Lived…!
“This guy admitted it with his own mouth! It’s clear that he’s from the Taeeulmuk sword school! The Great Elder may also have something to do with it….”
Dang Jeong-il stopped speaking in haste and looked at the man who suddenly appeared with a surprised expression.
Could there be people like this in the world?
A man of great beauty, whom I had never seen before, appeared silently. Of course, Dang Jeong-il had no idea that he was a contestant.
‘Are you a warrior from another group’s guard? He is a great expert.’
Although the feather acupuncture needle was efficient, it was not a memorization tool with great killing power. Even if poison was applied, only a very small amount penetrated, and it was not easy to throw it in the first place. The thin, fine-needle memorizers used up most of the experience they had already gained in breaking through air resistance. However, if you list your career in a big way, the secretness fades. If the wind blows, the orbit may change.
So it was common to throw dozens of feather needles in bundles. The purpose of that was more to keep in check than to kill.
However, he was able to subdue Tang Geuk-lin, who had such outstanding skills, with only one acupuncture needle. It was reasonable to regard him as a master of cancer technology.
While Dang Jeong-il was making a guess, a man approached and said.
“It hasn’t changed at all. His name was… Jeongil. “Are your fists all better?”
“uh…?”
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