Reaper of the Drifting Moon Chapter 265

Reaper of the Drifting Moon  Chapter 265

"Ah!"

"Oh my goodness!"

The warriors who joined Jin Manor could not hide their surprised expressions.

It was because of the procession of corpses coming in one after another at the entrance of Jin Manor.

Once again, many victims had come out. The many corpses being carried in the cart weighed heavily on the hearts of the warriors.

"Sob!"

"Hoo-hoo!"

Crying burst out here and there.

They were the warriors of Jin Manor.

The Jin family was a group of blood relatives, and their bonds were exceptionally strong because they shared the same blood.

Among the bodies brought in on the cart were many members of the Jin family. They were all brothers, sisters, or cousins.

The death of a friend was enough to cause them grief, but the end of a flesh-and-blood member of the same family was indescribable.

"I will never forgive them."

"I will fight with the Snow Sword Manor until my bones are all rotten."

They swore revenge with their blood.

It was the same for the other warriors. 

Initially, they joined Jin Manor to gain fame and reputation, but as they fought fiercely against Snow Sword Manor, they became emotionally intertwined with Jin Manor. 

Now they had reached the point where they considered themselves Jin Manor's men.

Yesterday, a friend who had been drinking and chatting returned as a corpse today.

Although they had no connection before meeting in Jin-Manor, they had become closer than anyone else after experiencing life and death together. 

The anger towards Snow Sword Manor was soaring because such a friend had returned as a corpse.

The fight between Jin Manor and Snow Sword Manor was not just a regional power struggle anymore. As so many people were involved, it was dangerous enough to be the starting point for a major battle.

That's why many martial arts experts began to watch the fight between the two factions with mixed feelings of fear and concern.

They hoped that the Shaolin Temple would mediate the fight between the two factions, but unfortunately, the monks who came from Shaolin Temple could not play the role that the Kangho expected them to.

Monk Un-Hae looked at the corpses coming into Jin-manor from among the crowd of warriors.

"Amitabha! Amitabha!"

His face was filled with a desolate light.

He felt powerless and thought that this place was not where he belonged.

He resented Jangmun's death sentence for sending him to such a place.

Suddenly, his eyes fell upon a corpse.

When he saw it, Monk Un-Hae closed his eyes tightly and said,

 "Amitabha! Even you, monk Geon-Gon-Sang..."

 Monk Geon-Gon-Sang was a master of martial arts who was highly respected by everyone, even though he was not affiliated with the Shaolin Temple. 

He had treated monk Un-Hae kindly as a fellow Buddhist practitioner.

His words of comfort had helped monk Un-Hae to calm his heart. 

However, seeing Geon-Gon-Sang's body now caused great distress to monk Un-Hae.

"Amitabha! Amitabha!" monk Un-Hae chanted his mantra repeatedly, trying to calm his mind, but it didn't work as well as he had hoped.

He had studied Buddhism for so long and had cultivated his mind, but it didn't seem to help him.

Monk Un-Hae realized that his studies were lacking.

Then someone quietly approached him.

An unidentified monk handed a sealed letter to the head monk, Un-Hae.

"This is a letter from monk Geon-Gon-Sang for Un-Hae," the monk said.

"Amitabha! Did Monk Geon-Gon-Sang leave this letter for me?" Unhae asked.

"Yes! Monk Geon-Gon-Sang told me to give this letter to you if he didn't return," the monk replied.

"Um!"

"Well then..."

After handing the letter to Un-Hae, the monk stepped back.

Un-Hae looked at the letter in his hand for a moment and then found a quiet place.

Having arrived in a secluded place, Un-Hae cautiously opened the seal.

The letter contained only four characters.

[내사재불 (內寺在佛).]

Un-Hae's eyes shook for a moment.

The meaning was clear.

Is Buddha only in the temple?

It was an unexpected topic.

To others, it could have been a word that they could pass over without much thought, but to the Buddhist monk Un-Hae, it resonated differently.

It could be interpreted as a criticism of Shaolin's ignorance of worldly affairs or an indication of being too obsessed with the Buddha and having optimistic thoughts.

Whatever the intention of the monk Geon-Gon-Sang may have been, the characters he left behind caused a deep impact on Un-Hae's heart and made him struggle.

"Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha"

The turmoil in Un-Hae's mind continued to grow.

***

Pyo-Wol checked his physical condition.

But he felt quite good, considering he had slept for a day at the inn.

The pain from the wounds he had received during the fight with the warriors was not too bad.

It wasn't the best, but it was acceptable.

Pyo-Wol was satisfied with his physical condition.

He could improve the other lacking parts during the journey to Yeonnam.

As he descended to the first floor, he saw Dokgo Hwang and Eom Soso having a meal.

"Oh, you're up? Let's have a meal together."

Dokgo Hwang waved his hand and called Pyo-Wol over.

Pyo-Wol walked over to the table where they were sitting.

"Have a seat here."

"What about the others?"

"The others? Oh, the Namhae Three Swords? They had their meal and went outside first. They have a lot to prepare."

"Prepare?"

"When you're going a long way, you have a lot to prepare, right? 

That's their job to prepare such things."

Dokgo Hwang replied with an indifferent expression.

Pyo-Wol sat opposite Dokgo Hwang.

"There's a lot of food!"

"You need to eat a hearty breakfast to use your energy properly."

As he felt last night, Dokgo Hwang was a huge eater. It was almost mysterious how all that food disappeared into his body.

In contrast, Pyo-Wol ate only what was necessary for his body and chewed it thoroughly.

The two looked very different.

Dokgo Hwang chattered loudly throughout the meal. Pyo-Wol and Eom Soso focused only on their meal, paying little attention to his stories.

It was a situation that would usually make most people uncomfortable, but Dokgo Hwang continued to chat away without any indication of discomfort.

Finally, Eom Soso couldn't take it anymore and spoke up.

"Finish your meal first, then talk."

"I've almost finished eating."

"Even so, it's proper to finish everything before speaking."

"Properness is nonsense! Anyway, what I was saying was..."

Dokgo Hwang continued to talk, but Pyo-Wol finished his meal without being affected by the conversation.

Despite the shabby exterior, the food in the inn was quite delicious.

Thanks to that, he was quite satisfied.

Pyo Wol said to Dokgo Hwang, "I enjoyed the meal."

"Hehe! What's that supposed to mean... I'll invite you over to my place later. I'll show you what a proper feast is like."

Dokgo Hwang suddenly threw a square object at Pyo Wol.

It was a small gold plate with the characters for "Mu-geom" (武劍) engraved on the surface.

"What's this?"

"It's my personal token. If you show this to the Mu-geom clan, they'll guide you to me."

"The Mu-geom clan?"

"Hehe! Surprised? I'm actually the next leader of the Mu-geom clan. I couldn't reveal my identity yesterday because there was no occasion to."

"Impressive!"

"Well, it's not that impressive. The only thing you can see there is the ocean. I prefer the land where I can walk as much as I want. I really like it."

Dokgo Hwang laughed foolishly. At that sight, Eom Soso let out a faint sigh.

"Please take care of your health."

"Got it!"

Dokgo Hwang replied dryly to Eom Soso's nagging.

Pyo-Wol stood up from his seat.

"I'll go first."

"Oh, are you leaving already?"

"I have a lot of work left to do...

"Just come with us. We can enjoy the scenery along the way. Is there anything so urgent in your life?"

"I'm not that free."

"Well, if that's the case, then there's nothing we can do. You go ahead. I'll take my time and catch up."

Dokgo Hwang readily sent Pyo-Wol off.

Pyo-Wol glanced at Dokgo Hwang's face before leaving the inn.

When they were alone, Eom Soso spoke to Dokgo Hwang.

"It seems like a mistake to have given him the token."

"A mistake?"

"He is a dangerous person."

"In what way?"

"His true intentions are unreadable."

"I thought so too. I've never seen you so flustered before."

"Who said I was flustered?"

"Don't you know? When you're flustered, your expression becomes visibly rigid. But you're still quite cute, so don't worry."

"I'll spare you the unnecessary comments."

"Why are you getting all worked up? Anyway, you couldn't understand his thinking, right?"

"That's correct."

Eom Soso nodded obediently.

Admitting one's shortcomings is never an easy thing to do. However, Eom Soso could admitted it obediently because there was no need for Dokgo Hwang to do so.

Dokgo Hwang was a person who didn't need to be ashamed of admitting his shortcomings.

That's how highly Eom Soso evaluated Dokgo Hwang.

His rise to become the leader of the Mu-geom clan was not simply due to his meeting a good mentor..

The Current leader of the Mu-geom clan, Jeon Mu-ok, was an absolute master of the Namhae Murim who was known as the "Sea King Sword."

Jeon Mu-ok's mentor and former leader of the Mu-geom clan, Sa Yeon-Hee, may have had excellent skills, but she was not good at teaching others.

Because her talent was so exceptional, she did not know how to teach someone less talented than herself.

Sa Yeon-hee taught Jeon Mu-ok as he emerged. Fortunately, Jeon Mu-ok had strong patience.

Thanks to this, he worked hard to digest his mentor's teachings and was able to master Sa Yeon-hee's martial arts techniques at least seven levels higher.

He believed that he would have achieved even greater things if he had received better training.

One of the regrets that Jeon Mu-ok felt at that time was competition.

Being alone and only receiving Sa Yeon-hee's teachings had made him naturally lazy.

He regretted not having done better when he became an undefeated martial arts champion later in his life.

He felt that it would have been better if he had a strong rival. So, he accepted as many as ten disciples and made them compete endlessly with each other.

He declared that whoever won would become the Undefeated Martial Arts Champion.

At that time, Dokgo Hwang was Jeon Mu-ok's fifth disciple.

Unlike the other diciples, who already had their own foundation in undefeated martial arts, Dokgo Hwang had nothing.

All he had been given was a sword.

It had to start from thorough nothingness.

But he didn't give up or despair.

The only lesson he learned from his fisherman father was that you couldn't gain anything the moment you give up.

His father went to sea to catch fish, even on stormy days and never returned empty.

He went out to sea without giving up to feed his family.

His father's back, heading out to sea, was deeply engraved in Dokgo Hwang's heart.

Even if the sea waits only for death, there are moments when you have to walk.

Like his father, Dokgo Hwang jumped into the competition that awaited only death.

Eliminating one competitor at a time, Dokgo Hwang gradually moved forward.

Sometimes he was pushed to death, but he never gave up.

He was called a cold-blooded person without blood or tears and a person who brought death.

But Dokgo Hwang never wavered even once. And finally, he overcame all the competitors and stood at the top.

That was how Dokgo Hwang, who had achieved his current position with his strength, was.

Because Eom Soso had watched Dokgo Hwang's movements right next to him, she believed in him more than anyone else.

"You're great, but it's a shame you don't have peace of mind."

"Is that so!"

"It's natural that you can't see through his inner thoughts. Do you know why?"

"I don't know."

"It's simple! It's because he's better than you. Not being able to read the inner thoughts of such a person is nothing to be ashamed of."

"Then it's more dangerous."

"Hehe! It's not dangerous, it's useful."

"Really?"

"If you use it well, he'll be a really good sword. The smell of blood is so strong even now, you know."

Dokgo Hwang chuckled.

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