Reincarnated Swordmaster

I head to the center of the dark ruins with a glimpse of hope. The ruins became darker and deeper. And as I got out of that rock tunnel, an open place appeared, and as I walked down that corridor, I heard an increasingly large noise.

Kuang!

Kwaqing!!

It was loud and loud and close to the noise. But as I walked down the hallway decorated with the old way of thinking, I realized the nature of the sound and changed my complexion.

"... you're hitting something!"

"Yes."

Moving forward, there was a spectacular spread.

Bubblebun

Brain Gangnam!

Lightning strikes the giant door relentlessly, reminiscent of the horse. Thousands of lightning strikes each with the shape of a spear and a sword at terrifying speeds, each containing the potential to process. The sheer number of hits, as if struck by a siege iron, dulls the vision in front of you.

Kwaguang

The thunder stopped after a while, and the blue lightning appeared in front of us as a human form. On the contrary, it was Lee Chung who was beating the giant door by triggering the cerebral soul, and he said as if he was happy to see me.

"Oh, Hundred Hundred! Did you finally get your quest?"

"Can you tell at a glance?"

"You're not a man to run away from without finishing your training."

As Lee Chung Un said, I was somewhat shy and scratched my head. And the telescopes beside him said,

"Sorry to interrupt the seaside, but shouldn't it be difficult to destroy the gate?" "

"Well, no. That door is not physically open."

Lee Chung Un sighed and said.

"I hold the Throne Legion, pushing an infinite number of internal airborne forces into the destructive power of every brain stem and beating them for seven days and nights. I'm confident that the blow to my brainstem will turn a giant gate into a lump of iron, and that won't break with hundreds of thousands of tubes of explosives."

"......"

I look at the door in front of me with bored eyes. The door was integrated and dried as if it were wrapped around a circular space, but it was impossible to enter the interior without opening the door. I said to myself just in case.

"Why don't you dig outside the door? Maybe dig a tunnel underground..."

Swook

Lee Chung Un pointed to a space with his index finger. There was a huge tunnel there, and there were traces that looked like they dug a cliff. Lee Chung Un said.

"I don't think what I see is the only solution. Trying the other way around, it was like the space itself was clogging up."

"Mmmm!"

Mangosteen said.

"Hundred. I'll explain why. We came to this ruin and collected quite a bit of reading books, but we learned that the most important secret of the Kingdom of Sinai is in that kingdom. That's why I've been trying to open the royal gates for seven weeks, but I can't."

"Royal."

I stared at the giant iron gate sharply.

"That must be the seal of a great alcoholic technique."

"So do we. That must be the final restraint of the Balhae Kingdom. I've been trying to open it for some time, but if Yi Chung Un can't break through, no one in the world will be able to break through physically."

"Then I guess I'll just have to call Cheonwoojin?"

"Other than that..."

Lee Chung Un said next to him.

"A hundred. There is another way. That's how we get the key to that door."

"Keys?"

Jubbuck

I followed Lee Chung Un forward. Lee Chung Un, who came right before the iron gate, lifted a silver ingot in his arms, and curiously, the embossed piece fit into the door's tone. But the door didn't even open.

I could tell by the look of it.

"It only goes left."

"Yes, as you say. This piece of wood may be the key to opening this royal door... but it's not one, it's two. I think it's a structure that opens when both the two pieces of wood are inserted in the right and left tones."

"Mmmm!"

Does that mean we have to get another piece of the wand?

I said while I was thinking.

"But in my past life, the 'talent' that used to run the anti-celestial blinds revealed some truth about the secret of the Balhae Kingdom and its Saturday. That's..."

"Perhaps in those days, the scourge would have opened the door by retrieving both pieces of the wand, the keys to the kingdom. I got a lot of data from the ruins of the Merchant Ministry, but I didn't get as much information as I did back then."

"Hmm."

"All you have to do is think about opening the door."

Grief spoke boldly.

"It must have been a blessing. And at that time, telemetry has been running half a millennium for over a decade, investing all its human resources and money in it. Of course, it's humble compared to our current forces, but if we can work with the Liberians to resist the Golden Throne, wouldn't the anti-Semitism be a great force?"

"I see..."

"Unlike that time, we've only discovered the existence of the royal family, so we'll have to search the Middle Circle for at least a decade before we find another piece of it."

"......"

I had no choice but to be pathetic.

"Damn it! Why did I do something so stupid back then..."

I would not have died in vain near the brawl if it weren't for my sense of desperation to fight against the nasal field and show my work to the network. And if we could get the scouts out of there, wouldn't we hear more from the scouts? My foolishness in the past was pathetic, but I couldn't help it.

I said heavy.

"All we have to do is summon Cheonwoojin and see if we can break the seal of the Royal Palace by drinking." "

"You should be."

Pa!

I went to Cheonwoojin with a glimpse. And Mangosteen spoke to him as soon as he met Cheonwoojin.

"Priest. Help me with one thing."

Choon Woo-jin said bluntly.

"What do you want me to do with this priest?"

"Not barefoot. I'll pay you back."

Wheaties

Manganese suddenly pulls the python out of his arms. When Cheonwoojin's eyes slightly widened, he unhesitated and said, throwing the python to Cheonwoojin.

"This treasure belongs to a priest now. In exchange, do me a favor."

"......"

Percussion

Cheonwoojin took the python and pondered.

"Okay. I'll do what I can." What's going on? "

"Opening the Gates of the Balhae Kingdom."

"Sounds like fun."

Pa 'at

We moved back to the front door with Cheonwoojin. He explained the current situation by showing Cheonwoojin a piece of Silver Beacon Sulfur, which he heard a little bit about, and said.

"... this is a pain in the ass."

He goes to the sealed door and strokes the door and says,

"This conclusion is that the Grand Shamans are keeping their lives for a price. The spirit is also melted in the conclusion itself, so it may be the most effective conclusion of income."

"How much?"

Wheaties

Cheonwoojin throws the python back at Mangwoojin.

"Susie doesn't fit. Brother, I won't accept this quest."

Then, the prospect was confused.

"What do you mean? I thought priests had become better men... or better men to endure their fever. If a priest like that doesn't wake up..."

"Phew, execution. It's true that I've improved greatly... but there is a causal relationship with alchemy. And this is a result of a very powerful principle and self-sacrifice, so it can never be opened by force. Self-sacrifice is the most powerful seal in the curse."

Cheonwoojin pounded on the door with his bare hands.

"Listen, this is the sound of the dead conjurers pledging their allegiance to the Baltic royal family. At least a dozen sealed souls were sacrificed, and the eunuchs refused and became part of the equation. Honestly, I've never seen this kind of madness before in my life."

"......"

Ooh, ooh, ooh.

It seemed to me that it sounded a little bit familiar to the English language. I felt a terrible grudge and scream in my ears. On second thought, I could see the spirits of the magicians, but I didn't want to see them because they were horrible. I swallowed a saliva and told Cheonwoojin.

"Chunwoojin. If you are the rightful heir to the Balhae family, can you open it without the key?" "

"Hmm? Interesting point."

Choon Woo-jin thought for a moment, shaking his head.

"... There is a possibility that this is a conscientious blood pact, but there is only one way to retaliate. You put two pieces of sulfur in the notes. And when the attack is over, how are we supposed to find that vein?"

"That's the only way..."

"Then take me."

Cheonwoojin said as if annoying.

"I've plowed less fields."

"......"

By the way, I built this guy a farm...

I couldn't help but return to the Seal after escorting Cheonwoojin to the village. The telemetry stares through the door and says,

"Let's return to the stronghold, Hung Wung."

"I understand."

"There's no way around it now."

Pa 'at

We have returned to the anthem. And Zegalsa talked about something for a long time, but after about a period of time, she called me and said,

"Hung Hung. Bring me a choreographer."

"Why?"

"I think he's got a lead."

I have brought my comrade, as he said. Zegalsa glanced calmly at the choir and said,

"Captain, as you said, there are only two pieces of wood left open." How did you come up with that idea? "

He answered without hesitation.

"I think I saw such designs when I was a child."

"When you were a kid?"

The choreographer nodded.

"As a descendant of the Royal Family of Yeonsei, there were a lot of old books in my family. I remember reading that book when I was a kid, and I saw a similar design."

"Do you know where the book is in your house?"

"Well..."

When he hesitated, he said.

"When I was 16 years old, when a group of bandits invaded the village, my whole house burned down."

"You're not lying, are you?"

"Why would you lie? If it helps our cause, I'm prepared to give up this old Longbow. I serve Hundred Hundred as Lord."

"What happened to fighting those bandits?"

"What's going on? I killed them all."

"......"

So you've been the best archer since then?

When I was admiring myself, the question of Zegalsa continued.

"Good. Let me ask you another question. I told you I was going to Jongnam Mountain. What's there?"

"I told you before. My parents told me that if I went there, I would know the source of my blood."

"But you don't go just because you want to go vaguely. There must have been a specific goal, whether it was a person or a ruin?"

"Hmmm..."

The choreographer was a little worried and replied.

"... to be honest, he told me to find someone."

"Why did you hide it from me in the first place?"

"Isn't the Lord helping all of you with your freelance training? I told them about me for no reason, and they buried something that didn't matter."

Jegalsa snorted.

"You don't have to worry about that. Don't hide it from now on."

"I understand."

"So who is he?"

"Well... apparently a distant relative, I've asked you to find someone named Smokey." "

Then Zegalsa's eyebrows twitched.

"Smokey... age, looks, characteristics?"

"I'm not sure. But my father told me that Smokey was a natural so I could find him easily. I heard that Father's closest friend picked him up."

Are you Muslim? "

"I will."

Zegalsa listened to it and pondered.

"I've never heard the name Smokey. At least that is not the name of a man who has made a name for himself."

"So am I."

I know some of the most powerful heroes in Kangho, including the leading men in the Old File Room. No one knows more about it than I do, since it's been going on for hundreds of years. But I had never heard the name Smokey.

Then the telescopes beside him said.

"But uncle. You have a hunch."

"Yes. But how absurd..."

Zegalsa twitched her chin and said:

"... there's nothing good about stalling. Hung Hung, you give it to me yourself."

"Huh? Me?"

"Yes, because if the prediction is correct, it's best to be alone with you."

He said:

"Go to the leader of the Jongnam Clan now."

Pa!!

I arrived near the lake where I had come before, riding a flashlight with Yeon-joong.

'It's been a while since I've been here.'

It was a special place reserved for the leader of Jongpyeongnam Clan in Jongpyeongnam-dong. And I knew that there were hardly any elders in this place. And looking at the cabin in the distance, an old man staring at the lake was looking this way.

The distance is about 70 chapters.

Ordinary people were quite relaxed enough to walk here, but the old man practiced a new law like a ghost, and had already reached a ten-length distance between one breath and us. It was a new law of the supernatural.

He stares at me and draws his sword slowly.

Ser Leung

"Excellent work. Are you here to mix this sword with this lotus?"

"......"

I felt embarrassed. Of course, I don't think you're going to lose a fight, but it's not a good idea to create a combat atmosphere that's all made up. Then the commander who was next to him surrendered to him.

"Wait! My name is Yeonghui. Are you Yeon Jeonghong, the leader of the Jongnam clan?"

Hmph

"Hey, Yeon-hee?"

He was a little embarrassed. Then he carefully looked at the old longbow on his back and said,

"Young man, do you have something for me?"

"Do you know the name Smokey?"

"......"

The silence subsided for a while. And he who could not overcome the silence sighed and answered.

"Yes, that's my nickname, and now it's an abandoned name."

"Well, if that's the case..."

He gives up on something, he says.

"Is your father's name 'Operation Tax'?"

"That's right."

"Phew. Then you're my best friend." "

He smiles bitterly.

"I didn't think you'd find me..."

"......"

He is a leader of the famous Gupyeongnam Clan in Gupyeong-bang, and Jeongnam Jae Gum Jeonghong Jeongnam-geum. He was a friend of Lee Gwang and a very powerful swordsman in the Gupyeol Chamber. In fact, he was a descendant of the Yeon-si Royal Family in the Chuncheongchu Dynasty and an accomplice of Yeon-joong.

Upon encounter with Yeongjeong Hong, he calmly floated his luck, steadily.

"Is the reason you came to me, too, to find blood?"

"Yes, but..."

She looked at me and said.

"Who is that guy?"

"This is Baek Wung, my lord."

"Hundred... I've never heard of you. But he's a great master."

He sighed and asked me a question.

"What is your purpose?"

I answered calmly.

"I have no intention of wielding power or causing chaos in the rapids. I'm also just a drunkard who has no business with the Nam Clan."

"Sounds good to me. Then, did you come here according to the will of your comrade?"

"Yes."

The choreographer who was listening opened his mouth.

"Can I tell you what happened?"

"Tell me."

Yeon-joong told me about the journey he had lived on since he was born, and how he met me and came all the way here. Of course, we didn't talk about the anthem or our real goals at all and we were just wandering around the river. While listening to the story, Jeonghong said.

"Yeon Jong-hui. Yeon's royal family, but now it's all nonsense and meaningless... You and me, but you're no different." "

"......"

"Ha! I've abandoned my position and responsibilities as the Crown Princess of Yeon-ssi all my life. I thought it was just one of those inscriptions buried in time, and I rowed out and renamed it a new name, in case it caught up with my life."

Yeon-hee said in a slightly angry voice.

"You speak too harshly. I don't like the idea of royal blood, but how can you deny all of your roots?"

"Then, Comrade Commander, are you going to revive the royal family? Are you trying to stir up a rebellion?"

Yeon Jeonghong kept complaining and complaining about how ridiculous she was.

"It's all pointless. I chose this life that I wanted."

The choreographer insisted.

"I have no intention of resurrecting the royal family. But don't say it like that because you're the only blood relative I've ever met in the world."

"I see. I was very talkative. I'll be careful from now on."

Seeing her admitting her guilt, I opened my eyes.

'You're not so mean.'

The authority of the Jongnam leader in the current murim was considerable. If you are Yeon Jeonghong, the most famous swordsman in the island jungle, you don't have to bow down to Kangho Chow Gang. Nevertheless, she showed a humble attitude of acknowledging her own mistakes.

Yeon Jeonghong took the dagger beside her and handed it over to both of us along with the car.

"Did you just come to me to check on your blood relatives?"

"There's that, and there's one more question."

"What?"

Yeon-joong said, pulling out a piece of Silver Beacon Sulfur from his chest and showing it to Jeonghong.

"Have you ever seen anything like this?"

"......"