LRAB Chapter 86
Chapter 86
Episode 86
“Hyeolmara....”
Namgung-cheon, who was sitting at a place overlooking the manor and drinking, fell into thought, recalling the story Danwoo-hyeon had told him.
Blood demon.
It’s not the first time I’ve heard this name.
It is a being that appeared a thousand years ago when Jungwon was in turmoil. However, it was subjugated by the god of war, and since then, the name of Blood Demon has never been mentioned.
However, Dan Woo-hyeon brought up the name as if he knew the blood demon. As if someone had actually seen him.
‘It’s a strange thing. ‘How can he know something that even I don’t know...?’
My curiosity doubled.
Even so, Dan Woo-hyeon’s identity made me think a lot.
A being that I don’t know where it came from.
A being of such omnipotence and inaction that it is strange that its past history is unknown.
But now, what I was more concerned about than his identity was his one word.
‘It was the strongest, but not the best...’
What on earth does that mean?
Namgung-cheon still couldn’t hide his doubts about Dan Woo-hyeon’s identity and what he said. As the words made no sense, I couldn’t help but think deeper.
Nagongcheon, who had been lost in his thoughts alone for a while, gave up his thoughts and stood up.
“So, this is my first time here.”
Although a considerable amount of time has passed since I entered the manor, this was the first time I set foot on this hill behind the manor. I came here simply because I wanted to look at the scenery and organize my thoughts, but since the surrounding scenery is so open, I don’t think there is a better place than this.
As Namgungcheon looked around with a satisfied smile, a burial mound faintly appeared in his field of vision.
A burial mound in a place like this.
I felt out of place.
Namgungcheon slowly approached and looked at it, then tilted his head.
Three burial mounds and three memorial tablets sitting there.
Namgung Cheon, who was reading the words on the memorial tablet, felt somehow familiar.
“Taegongjin, Nam Joo-ryeon, Cheon Moo-gwang...
huh...?”
Nangong Cheon blinked and stared at it for a while, then looked up at the sky.
Is there something wrong with my body because my energy has disappeared? I felt like my eyes were blurry for some reason.
I rubbed my eyes with one hand and turned my gaze back to the burial mound. However, the letters only appeared more clearly.
The burial mound did not even look like it had been built for some time.
“What the hell is this...what...!”
Does this mean the remains were not taken by the Demonic Cult or some other group? I couldn’t bear to dig it up, and even if I did, I couldn’t prove that it was the remains of Samcheon.
Judging by the color of the soil in the burial mound, it was assumed that it had been built only a few months ago. Is it really a coincidence that even the name and name of the plaque above are the same?
Suddenly, Namgung Cheon remembered Namgung Sohye’s words.
“Grandpa, can a person... live for a thousand years?” Why does that word suddenly come to mind?
Nam Gung-cheon put the situation together with an ominous mind.
Everything about Dan Woo-hyeon, his actions, and the words he said, I recalled them one by one and put them together piece by piece.
As the pieces of the mystery seemed to fit together one by one, a hypothesis eventually formed in his head.
But soon he shook his head.
“Hehe, no matter how hypothetical it is, it doesn’t make sense.”
That was impossible.
In order to solve the mystery of Samcheon’s remains and the identity of Danwoohyeon, Namgungcheon immediately went to visit Danwoohyeon.
“Three thousand remains?”
“That’s right. “I went to the hill behind the manor and there was a memorial tablet with their names written on it.”
flinch-!
What on earth is this person? A person with the courage and skill to bring three remains from an island where there are many members of the Murim League and the Demonic Cult.
Although he is said to have no inner strength, he is a person who defeated the sword emperor without even allowing him to eat a single herb.
Out of frustration, Namgung-cheon shouted at Dan Woo-hyeon.
“But there’s no way you’re the god of war himself! “What on earth are you?”
Dan Woo-hyeon smiled happily for the first time in a long time.
The sight of the three people trying to figure out their identities was quite cute.
“My name is Dan Woo-hyeon. “That fact has not changed since ancient times.”
“That’s your name...”
“And this is my manor and you are my family. Is there a need for identity when it doesn’t change? Isn’t that so, Gunja Sword?”
“Come on!”
“Big!”
Dan Woo-hyeon smiled and stood up. It is slowly becoming afternoon. I had to wake up Dansomi, who slept late last night, and feed her.
Namgung-cheon, who was watching him slowly heading towards So-mi’s room, looked back with a frown. Before I knew it, Kwon Moo-jin and Jang Sam-tae were approaching.
“Are they really descendants of the God of War?”
“Young Master, your guess is clear! “It fits perfectly!”
“Hmm, it’s just a guess... but there are some parts that fit.”
Moreover, Dan Woo-hyeon neither confirmed nor denied it. He also said that although it is not correct, it is not wrong.
In the end, it is an indirect affirmation of the fact that it is related to martial arts.
Everyone’s hearts were excited by that fact.
The best expert in the world.
A gigantic sky that no one can overcome throughout history and history.
That is Mu-shin and Dan Woo-hyeon is the example after that.
Even though he was the emperor of the world, I couldn’t help but feel my heart pounding.
“Well then, the person we are serving now is...”
Namgungcheon frowned.
I could imagine what words would come out of Kwon Moo-jin’s mouth. It was a moment when even the title of Emperor of Swords, one of the five emperors in the world, became meaningless and shabby in front of him.
“He might be the best in the world.” Nangong Cheon said with a bitter smile.
In fact, I didn’t think about this until I discovered the burial mound and remembered Namgung Sohye’s words.
I just thought he was a disciple of some kind of gin.
Why are there not many in midfield?
There have been countless warriors in the history of martial arts that have lasted over a thousand years. Cheongija, Bloodwind Demon, Hegemony, Yin-Yang Nogoi, Mujinja, Soumdo, etc.
Even though they were not famous masters, there were many who were strong but quietly chose to live in seclusion and only raise disciples.
But the moment Namgungcheon saw the remains of those three thousand people, he realized.
Dan Woo-hyeon is definitely related to them. That is why a burial mound was created immediately after the remains were taken away.
Regardless of whether it was the Murim League, the Demon Cult, or the Sapa, when they found the remains, the first thing they would do was to examine the bones to determine how the energy and energy flowed.
Of course, in name it would be to collect the remains of ancestors, but digging into them would have never been a good thing. Nangong Cheon was sure of that.
“Anyway, I think so. So, everything you have heard here....”
“I will keep quiet.”
“why not?”
Jang Sam-tae was very happy that Dan Woo-hyeon was a descendant of the god of war. Moreover, since he was learning martial arts from him, he was also becoming a disciple of the descendant of the god of war.
The moment Jang Sam-tae’s eyes sparkled, imagining that he would be praised by all the martial arts people and that he would gain great wealth and power, he felt the cold gaze of the two men.
“I will shut everything up.”
Jang Sam-tae held his breath as he felt the fierceness of Kwon Moo-jin, who was immediately trying to cut out his snout and pull out his tongue, and Namgung Cheon, who was trying to pluck out all his teeth.
‘Holy shit...’
In the end, his dream ended as a midday dream.
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