Chapter: 880
Which one is the older brother?
It was a somewhat unclear statement, but seeing Seongyul’s reaction, I was able to be certain.
“I guess you knew.”
“…”
The guy knew. Judging by his reaction, it was just as I thought.
“How did you know…?”
Instead, Seongyul asked. I snickered as I watched him.
“Isn’t it strange that you don’t know each other when your eyes are so similar?”
“…”
“It didn’t look like that… No. Hmm. I’m not sure about that.”
Would Shinryong resemble him if he had hair? Or would he resemble Seongyul if he gained some weight?
That might be the case.
Anyway.
The reason I asked Seongyul this was none other than this.
“So, who is your older brother?”
Shinryong and Seongyul. The fact that the two are brothers.
That’s what matters now.
“… I don’t know.”
“I don’t know, but aren’t you the older brother?”
“…”
There was no answer. It was closer to not really knowing than not wanting to.
How can two people be brothers? They were brothers to begin with, so why did they end up in this situation?
‘Are they twins? No, I don’t think they’re twins… .’
There is an age difference.
As far as I know, Seongyul is older than me, and Shinryong is the same age as me.
It was a time difference that made them unable to be called twins.
But.
‘Isn’t that really so?’
It seems somewhat strange to simply call them brothers. And that is understandable.
‘I think he has it too.’
Thousand-Sal-Seong. Traces of that vicious and cruel aura were also felt by Shinryong.
Although it is very weak.
So what I think is….
‘Does Cheonan know this too?’
Did the Shaolin abbot also know about this? And.
‘… Kunlun?’
I wondered whether Kunlun, where Seongyul was, knew about this. If so, why on earth did the two of them stay in Taoism.
‘There.’
I know Seongyul, but I don’t think he knows Shinryong.
There are more than one or two things that raise questions.
‘Can there be two Thousand-Sal-Seongs?’
I don’t know much about the Thousand Year Star.
It’s just a special constitution that has existed throughout the history of the Central Plains.
Plus.
‘I heard that only one appears per century…’
If Shinryong is a Thousand-Sal-Seong like Seongyul, then the logic is wrong.
‘Hmm.’
Should I look into this in detail? It’s a bit of a hassle.
Nod
‘Doesn’t matter?’
It didn’t really matter whether there were two Cheonsalseongs or one.
I’m having a hard time with what’s in front of me right now, so when will I ever figure this out?
‘At least Shinryong’s Thousand-Sal Star is a bit slower, so it’s okay.’
Unlike Seongyul, he has little will to live and has not even tried killing yet.
This was also the reason why the mission was not given to Shinryong.
If you commit murder, there is a possibility that the Thousand-Sal Star will go berserk.
It was a choice made with that in mind.
‘…No matter how I look at it, it feels like I received it for nothing.’
If I had known this would happen, I would have refused when Shinryong said he would come.
It seemed like a bit of a miscalculation to have received it with the intention of screwing the Shaolin.
‘Let’s just be moderately careful.’
Just so that the problem doesn’t explode, and so that we don’t get too involved.
Since Seongyul seemed reluctant to say anything right away anyway, that was the best option for now.
But.
‘… If there’s one thing that bothers me… .’
An incident that happened to Geomma in his previous life.
That took a while.
*
The place where he moved according to Seongyul is the location where the Lord of Gyecheon died.
I had already been here several times while conducting research.
When you arrive at your destination, you will see a group of men around you.
“Chung-! I meet the great lord!”
“Oh, you’re having a hard time.”
He came inside, greeting those standing guard.
As you go down to the floor where the pond was, you can see a few people inside.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes.”
Since the investigation has already ended, the only thing left to do for now is to protect the surrounding area.
Probably two to three months later. It seemed like it would stay like this until the main force sent its personnel.
I approached the pond, counting the number of people.
“Change?”
“I don’t see any particular changes.”
Hmm….
I reached out and dipped my hand into the pond. It was neither particularly cold nor warm.
Woof.
As soon as my hand touches the water, my body reacts.
As if I had been immersed in water, the energy moves as it pleases.
It was a slow and subtle reaction, but it was clear.
Hmm.
I focused on the moving energy.
The energy in my heart started to move on its own, gradually flowing out throughout my body.
And then.
It seeps into the skin.
The flowing energy gradually seeped in.
‘… It’s such a unique feeling.’
I’ve checked it several times already, but it’s the same every time I try.
This feeling was very similar to the sensation I felt when I first reached my climax.
If we go further.
It’s similar to molting.
It was very similar to when I shed my shell or felt a complete transformation.
What this means is.
Artificially bringing the body closer to shedding its shell.
Strengthens the skin with energy and expands the vessel.
I wonder if that’s possible on purpose, but this water was definitely doing its job.
‘… After strengthening the vessel like that.’
At the end.
Is it by swallowing the thing called Yeouiju that you are forced to shed your shell?
Swallow that unknown bead and become a half-dragon.
That seemed to be the intention.
It’s strange.
It was a truly absurd situation.
I understand what this water is used for. So.
Why?
What was the intention? What was the purpose of doing so? I still wondered about that.
What on earth is it for?
The Lord of Gyecheon said he would use this to wipe out the Murim Alliance, but I don’t think that’s entirely the reason.
No, the Lord of Gyecheon may have had that intention.
It couldn’t have been him who created this situation.
The intention of the man who dug the well here must have been different.
‘… Use it.’
I pursed my lips and retrieved my hands from the water.
At the same time, the man that the Lord of Gyecheon had mentioned as the cause of the incident came to mind.
Yeonilcheon.
A returner from the previous generation.
They say he’s alive and he created this whole situation.
Is that true?
It was hard for me to believe.
The fact that he’s still alive after hundreds of years. And… .
I don’t even understand why they did this.
Why would a nobleman who fought the Blood Demon to save the world and was cursed with blood for doing so do something like this?
… Could it be that the Lord of Gyecheon is mistaken?
I couldn’t help but think that way.
But.
It’s annoying.
Even though I want to think no, I can’t help but feel annoyed.
You are a disaster.
That’s what that damn nobleman’s spirit said too.
Don’t trust Yeonilcheon.
The same was true of the words of the Brain Heaven Sword that warned me through Woohyuk’s body.
I got up and wiped my hands.
The towel was Seongyul’s uniform.
“…”
Seongyul frowned at my behavior, but he didn’t find anything to criticize.
This guy and that guy… .
Anyway, I’m impatient because you can’t catch me.
Tsk. I clicked my tongue briefly and moved. I walked forward and looked at the agents around him.
“I’ll go down for a bit and come back.”
“Insect!”
I passed the counter and went down one more floor.
Below the well, there was a space where there were seedlings.
“I see the great lord… .” I said this while looking at the agent who was trying to set an example for me.
“They called from above. Go up. Everyone else too.”
“Huh? Oh, oh no. It’s still shift change time… .”
“I’m here. Don’t worry and come back for a bit.”
“Ah… Okay, I understand.”
Those inside heard me and left.
After sending the people up, I went inside.
When I crossed the iron gate, the sapling was still there.
If there is a difference.
It’s dry.
The original appearance was gone, the leaves had all fallen and the branches were drying up.
It had already lost its value as a tree.
I passed the sapling, looking at it with a strange expression.
I walked up to the wall.
“Your Majesty?”
As I walked towards the empty wall, Seongyul looked at me with a strange expression.
I ignored him and reached out and touched the wall.
“Follow me.”
“Yes?”
Spooon!
…!
Charrrrrrrr–!!
Suddenly, the wall began to move with a sound, and soon a space appeared.
“This, this is…?”
“Come quickly. There’s no time.”
“… Ah, yes.”
Seongyul followed me inside without even being surprised by my actions.
Thud-!
As soon as I entered, the entrance was closed.
After walking a little further, we soon reached our destination.
Compared to the space just before, it was considerably smaller.
The air was humid and quite cold.
So much so that when you breathe, your breath comes out thick.
“Here… .” At that moment, Seongyul was looking around with a bewildered face.
“…Hmm?”
The guy squinted his eyes as he checked something. There was a wooden coffin inside the space.
And that’s why I came here.
I approached the coffin and looked inside.
“Fortunately, there are no problems.”
“…My lord?”
“Come here.”
“Yes?”
“Hurry.”
Seongyul approached at the urging. His eyes were filled with anxiety.
The kid… he might be able to call people, but why is he looking at me like that?
Seongyul, who had come that way, widened his eyes when he saw the wooden coffin in front of him.
“…Her?”
The guy opened his mouth in surprise. That was it.
“Sorry in advance.”
Shhh-!
“Big!?”
He picked up something from inside the coffin and put it into Seongyul’s open mouth.
And then he covered my mouth and said, keeping me from spitting out.
“Swallow.”
“Ugh… Ugh.”
“Swallow it.”
As he grabbed his cheeks and threatened him, soon Seongyul’s throat started to twitch.
Gulp.
Only after hearing that sound did I let go of the hand I was holding.
“Coolook! Crack…!!”
Seongyul kept coughing. Tears were slightly welling up in his eyes, perhaps due to the aftereffects of forcing himself to swallow.
“Oh… kuluck! Oh my… this is… this is…”
“Nothing much. I have something to check. I thought it would be a good idea to use you for it.”
“Yes…? What are you checking…!!”
Seongyul, who was speaking, suddenly knelt down.
“Ugh…!!!”
He curled up, clutching his heart as if in pain.
“Ugh… Ugh… .”
It seemed like there was some kind of reaction.
I nodded my head as I looked at it and looked at the coffin.
Inside the wooden coffin, there were piles of pure white pills.
They were all things found in the pond, that is to say.
The thing that Seongyul ate was called Yeouiju.
“Kuaaaah…!!”
Seongyul, who is in pain and has his blood drawn.
I said as I looked at the guy.
“Don’t worry. Even if something happens, I can handle it.”
Speaking calmly, I swirled flames in my hands.
“So, just try to endure it for now.”
Although this is a somewhat irresponsible statement.
“Kkaaaaaaah—!!!”
Anyway, Seongyul had no choice.
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