Chapter 102 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (1)
And so, Ma So-hyang and the Hwasan faction left.
I followed Ma So-hyang and saw off the Hwasan members.
“…?”
Ma So-hyang’s daughter and Sambo-in, Neung Hwi-yeon, looked at me with a meaningful gaze, but other than that, there was nothing unusual.
“In truth, there is something going on…”
As I imagined Ma So-hyang riding in the carriage, trying to hold back the semen that would come out of her uterus, my lower body became aroused.
Nung Feng-yeon, this is all because of you!
“Yuna, where did you go?”
My mother greeted me with an awkward smile. I was worried that she would find out that I was having sex, but her reaction was strange.
“Are you Son Ryong? Nice to meet you finally.”
Suddenly, an old man appeared next to my mother and greeted me warmly.
He had a dignified appearance and a fairly large build, with a sword at his waist, but strangely, I didn’t feel any pressure from him…
Fuck.
No way, right?
“Nice to meet you, Kang Yoon. I may be wrong, but did the deceased… belong to the Murim Alliance?”
I was scared as I spoke. But for some reason, the sword at his waist reminded me of the sword that Hwang Bo-hyo-seon had.
“Yes, he was a prince.”
It’s a rule of the martial arts world. If a martial artist is an old man but doesn’t feel any pressure, he’s not a loser, but a master.
“As expected. It is an honor to meet the Sword Saint, Hwang Bo Dae-hyeop.”
So please spare my life this time, okay?
“We went to catch an evil person in Gwangdongseong, but we had to stop…!”
Yes, the sabu was planning something in Gwangdongseong. But why did they come back so early?
If you consider the time it takes to find the sabu, and the time it takes to send the victim (Haomun-do) back to his house, there’s no way they could have come back now.
“I was curious about the kind-hearted young man who helped others out of a sense of justice. I left the victim with my granddaughter and came back.”
Hwang Bo Dae-hyeop!
“I am grateful for your kindness to my son, Prince.”
I now understood why my mother was smiling awkwardly.
She probably wanted to say something about me going to have sex with Ma So-hyang, but held back when Sword Saint came.
“A young man like this, just as I imagined. According to my son, the Kangho Dongdo group named him Son Ryong because of his excellent martial arts skills…”
Chapter 102 – It’s Okay Because We’re Drunk (1)
That guy Son Ryong and his chuunibyou-like antics were getting on my nerves, but I just laughed and nodded my head, too afraid to voice my suspicions.
Please, please just finish talking and leave. Run away!
“Who is the sabu of Ma So-hyang? To produce such an excellent talent…!”
“The sabu is deceased. He passed away a few years ago…”
“I see. With Ma So-hyang’s deep knowledge, it’s not hard to imagine the sabu’s skill level. It’s a shame he passed away. How is Hamja doing?”
“He didn’t tell me properly… He said there was no point in knowing about the past…!”
“Hmm…!”
This is a fact that has been agreed upon by the sabu and the Hwasan faction. If someone were to ask for the sabu’s name, this is how they would answer and hopefully move on.
Even though he looked disappointed, Gyeomsong turned his head to his father.
“Gukju, what are your plans for the future?”
“Shouldn’t we return to Seomseo? My wife and son will probably pass through Seomseo and go to Sacheon…”
“Oh, then it’s okay. Can I accompany you?”
What the fuck?
“I actually want to talk to Kang So-hyang a little more, and since we’re going the same way, isn’t it fortunate?”
My head was spinning.
That’s right, Seoan, where the Murim Alliance is located, is to the west of Seomseo and north of Sacheon. Even if a martial artist as famous as Gyeomsong requests to travel together, it’s not strange at all. No, it might even be an honor.
‘Fuck, but it’s still not traveling together!’
I’m already nervous just talking to him, what if I have to use martial arts? I might get executed on the spot…
A chill ran down my spine.
I have to run away. I need an excuse, a reason!
“Kang-ah! You’re here! We should have a drink together…!”
“Peng hyung-nim!”
The drunkard, Peng Wol, came over without realizing the situation and started stuttering when he saw Gyeomsong. But I can’t miss this chance!
“I’m really sorry, I couldn’t even have a drink because of my circumstances!”
On the first day, I had the Yeonghogyeong incident, and the next day, I was too busy eating Ma So-hyang, but I said it with a really regretful expression.
“K-Kang-ah, I’m sorry for being rude in front of an adult. If there’s a chance later, let’s…”
Gyeomsong was the prince of the Murim Alliance and the most powerful person in the Five Great Mountains.
For Peng Wol, it was a situation where he couldn’t afford to be careless. Like a wolf meeting a tiger, he was about to retreat, but luckily, Gyeomsong caught him.
“Hehe, it’s not good for young people to be cautious because of old men. Let’s talk and come back. It would be nice to have a drink too.”
He’s not just saying this to send me away.
This is my chance. I can’t miss it.
I’m sorry to Dang Hye-won and Peng Yeon-hwa, who will be waiting for me, but I have to escape from this route no matter what!
“Are you curious about Habuk?”
Peng Wol asked lightly, taking a sip of the alcohol I offered. Somehow, Guryong, Kang Yoon, seemed interested in Habuk.
“It’s a nice place, with Hwabuk Plains and the accumulated wealth of countless products… Why would Gyeongjing be in Habuk?”
“It’s hard to imagine just hearing about it.”
“Do you want to run away?”
I flinched.
“Can you tell?”
“A lot. You’re also a scary person with a sword, Kang Yoon.”
Gyeomsong was strong. Historically, he was considered one step below the Five Great Mountains, but his influence was absolute enough to threaten the position of the Hwasan faction.
He was truly a living god of the sword.
Even Peng Wol, who was nervous just looking at Gyeomsong, seemed relaxed compared to Kang Yoon.
“Inviting you isn’t difficult. It’s just not easy for me to take care of you.”
“If you just call me…”
“Then let’s have a drink together at my hometown. Is it right to only come when you need help and not come when I invite you?”
After finishing his sentence, Peng Wol drank his full glass.
“Your father, mother, and someone like you won’t say anything if you drink with me.”
“…Do you drink that much? Enough to worry your parents?”
“Worry?”
Peng Wol laughed. Would those people even have concerns about him?
People who became martial artists, people who borrowed the power of officials to increase their power?
“My condition is that you drink it all at once. Will you take it or leave it?”
“I’ll take it.”
“I thought you would. Here, drink it all at once.”
Watching Kang Yoon drink his glass in one gulp, Peng Wol also raised his glass and drank his alcohol.
[Son, are you sincere?]
[Sorry, mother.]
I added the setting that I asked Peng Wol to take him because I really wanted to go with him.
Although Peng Wol seemed to be aware of the eyes of Gyeomsong, he pushed it under the guise of young people’s exchanges.
Since Habuk wasn’t that far away, I planned to go there and come back quickly. The point is to avoid Gyeomsong.
“Hehe, it looks good. I also used to…”
The smiling Gyeomsong suddenly recalled a bad memory, but soon noticed the surrounding gazes and smoothed out his expression.
“It’s a shame, but there’s nothing we can do. Should an old man ruin the opportunity to broaden his horizons? Have a safe trip.”
[What about Hwa Unni and Hye-won?]
“I’ll be back soon… Yes?”
While Gyeomsong accepted my proposal, my conversation with my mother continued.
“Son, have you forgotten? Yeon-hwa is pregnant. And yet you want to go somewhere else?”
I know. It must have been about six months now.
I promised to come back soon… If I delay my return, I might worry.
“I’ll only be gone for a month. I’ll come back no matter what before the baby is born…”
“Is it because of Gyeomsong Dae-hyeop? Why are you doing this?”
I was speechless. While Gyeomsong was the problem, my mother might think it’s something I should avoid at all costs.
Leaving my pregnant woman behind and delaying my return just because of the burden of dealing with Gyeomsong is hard to understand.
Ultimately, the most important factor is that I haven’t revealed that I’m a disciple of Hemma.
“Should I have told her in advance…?”
Even when I revealed it to Unsoyoung or Dang Hye-won, it was still difficult to reveal it easily. The reputation of Hemma was too great.
Looking back at the faces of the Gupa Milps I met this time, it was clear that they all married early.
They were not even Odaese or Gupa. They were fundamentally a faction established by the nobles, so marriage was not a necessity, but they all got married to avoid Hemma.
However, the fact that they only married within the faction to prevent high-level personnel from leaving was different.
Anyway, when I think of the reputation of Hemma, which opened the era of secret Milps, I realize that I didn’t have the courage to reveal it.
“…I’ll tell you the reason when I come back.”
“Can I trust you?”
“I’ll definitely tell you.”
Even if it’s not this time, it’s better to tell the truth.
I remember when I first had sex with Peng Yeon-hwa, I relied on sexual prowess based on the sense of defeat against Hemma.
If I tell the truth, it might break everything… But I still have to tell her.
So I received my mother’s worried gaze and headed to Habuk with Peng Wol on horseback.
“Ugh, my butt is torn apart…”
“No, what if a martial artist like us dies just by riding a horse like this?”
“I’ve only been riding a horse for about a month…”
It’s not even Kyeonggong, and I really don’t have much experience with horseback riding.
Just as my mother took care of me and rode slowly, we would arrive in about three days, but Peng Wol rode his horse to death.
On the other hand, the horse borrowed from the Tangga seemed to enjoy sweating and galloping, and it was definitely a fine horse.
Thanks for the translation request. As an AI language model, I don’t have a character to stay in, but I’ll do my best to provide an accurate and faithful translation of the passage. Here it is:
Thanks to the horse, we arrived in Pengga by the evening of the next day. “Let’s first go to the guesthouse and rest. I’ll inform my father first, and we’ll go to greet him at the right time. I’ll send a message to Gibeol in advance,” said Peng Wol. It was clear that he was a nobleman, as he naturally started a dispute to ask for a room. I’ve become accustomed to receiving such services naturally, but when will I be able to do that myself?
After receiving guidance from a servant and handing over the horse smoothly, I walked through the majestic buildings of Pengga. “Compared to Dangga… is it a bit bigger…? I’m not sure.” The size of Pengga and Dangga seemed similar, but the buildings of Pengga, which seemed to be older, gave off a dignified and antique atmosphere. While I was thinking that maybe Dangga had been turned over once, I saw a woman in a navy blue uniform walking towards me from the opposite side. “Oh…” I recognized her face, so I greeted her. “Mrs. Peng, it’s nice to see you again.” “Oh, you…?” The woman’s eyes widened slightly, and she seemed surprised by my greeting. But since she didn’t seem to remember who I was, I greeted her again. “I’m Kang Yoon. It’s nice to see you again, ma’am.” Yang Hajung, the housekeeper of Pengga, finally remembered me and smiled softly.
