Chapter 57 Companions

Xue Fei stared at the Zhu Dragon Plaque in Chu Liuhui’s hand and remembered what he had said before.
If I ever see someone with that in the future, I will treat them as a superior as I would treat a dragon, and I will also ask them three favors…….
It’s baffling and confusing.
Honestly, I never thought I would face this situation in my lifetime.
That’s the same card that Fahon had, based on the arm alone.
Thirty years had passed, but the iconic color of Zhuanjiao was still brilliant and colorful.
It’s a rare, top-of-the-line gem.
It was authentic.
It was never meant to be copied in the first place.
Moreover, the words clearly engraved on the surface of the juanjade are…….
-Invitation to the Dragon King Passion
Each stroke mimics the dynamic path of the sword, a handwriting that could never be duplicated by anyone but Fahon himself.
This made it harder for me to quickly clear my head of all the questions.
At the time, Fahon explicitly said
I’ll keep everything about that day a secret.
But.
What the hell was that guy who showed up unannounced and said he was the White House Checkpoint Iron Curtain.
The fact that he knows secrets that only Fahon knows, and that he also has the Dragon Plaque, suggests that they are connected in some way.
Did he keep a record of that encounter in some hidden place?
“If that’s how he got it……, yeah, that’s certainly a possibility.
The voice of the Iron Currents is once again haunting.
“You’ve got a lot going on in your head, and I’m not going to bother explaining it all, so let’s keep it simple.”
“…….”
“As you can see, I stumbled upon the Ascended Sword Dragon’s lair and was lucky enough to get my hands on the Zhu Dragon Plate that was hidden there, and I also got some more information about you. It’s a coincidence, as they say, but that’s all it is. Don’t overthink it.”
Then the man stood still and studied his face.
His expression is completely unreadable, but he doesn’t look like someone who would lie.
“Information about me, what exactly is it?”
“Diary.”
At the same time, his complexion changed noticeably.
‘A diary? So you mean you actually wrote down what happened? No, why……!’
Chullehorn said as if he had read her mind.
“I don’t know, I don’t know why he wrote it down. It got him this far, but he probably didn’t think anyone would find it, given that he left it in the same room where the Dragon Plaque was kept.”
“Ah…….”
Sopheo immediately recalled what Pahon had said in the past.
-I’m going to put it away where it’s hard to find, so it won’t see the light of day.
‘Pfft…… senior, that prediction was off.’
In the end, the Chu Longfei was drawn back into the world by the hand of Chu Liuhui, who stood in front of me.
And a diary in which he wrote about his most shameful secret killings…….
At this point, I was feeling a little resentful.
But what can you do.
After all, unless you’re a god who controls time, you can’t undo what’s already happened.
Chul Ryu-Heon, on the other hand, smirked inwardly.
What a diary is.
I’m just a shinigami, I know everything.
“Okay, you should have a pretty good idea of what’s going on.”
As Iron Liu Heng finished sharpening the Zuolong Sword so quickly, Xue Fei’s eyes sank deeply.
“Um…… so you’re saying it’s time to honor the words that came out of my mouth at the time?”
“That’s right.”
He pointed his finger back and forth between himself and his opponent.
I’m the top, you’re the bottom, and so on.
“You’re not going to kick me out, are you?”
“…….”
Xue Fei looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded slowly, his voice serious.
“Although it was a promise made in jest at the time, it would be ungracious of me to deny it, as it is on record…….”
His tone has changed to respectful, as if he can no longer ignore his opponent, who has brought the divine artifact of defeat.
“Okay, that’s a quick yes, but aren’t you trying to wrap it up in a nice package? I can see through it.”
“What……?”
“If you’re not listening to me, you’re just being coy because you’re afraid your diary will be leaked, so let’s be honest with each other.”
The sigil’s gaze wavered, as if it could be seen.
You hit the nail on the head.
The last thing he wanted was for his embarrassing story to become public knowledge.
You’ve written the myth of the warrior martial artist, retired mysteriously into obscurity, and now you can’t bury that shit under the majestic asterisk of Guillotine.
Even though his body had left Kangho, his heart wanted to remain an honored guest of the place.
“Nothing, not without reason, of course…….”
He muttered something about being embarrassed, but Chulryuhyeon patted him on the back.
“Anxiety hawk. Poop knifeman. Do me three favors, and I’ll burn that record to the ground.”
Ugh, stop with the shitty knife-grabbing!
Xue Fei, who had been giggling inwardly, clasped his hands in front of his chest and said seriously.
“I’m going to treat you as Senior Pat’s alter ego from now on, and I’m going to ask you three favors before I ask you to…… something in mind.”
“I know.”
“Yes?”
“You should never ask for something unjust, that’s what you’re trying to say.”
“Ah…… Yes, that’s right.”
“You’re a political party, you’re a party man. Do the bare minimum.”
He told her to drop her old-fashioned attitude, because he wouldn’t ask her to do anything that would violate the principles he’d adhered to as a swordsman.
“Yes, it’s reassuring to hear you say it yourself.”
Xue Fei replied, and marveled to himself.
‘That’s surprising, I guessed it wasn’t a spare, but…….’
His intuition and ability to read people’s minds is uncharacteristic of his young age.
Then Chulleuhyeon said meaningfully.
“Except for the diary, of course. Though it’s a bit of a sleazy way to go about it, unbecoming of a political party.”
His face contorted slightly.
‘Got it! Got it!
What he just said is a warning and a threat: I’m not going to ask you to do anything that will bring shame to the star called Guillotine, but I will shit on you if you behave.
In other words, he’ll reveal all the stinky memories of your backside if you don’t get your way…….
Xue Fei winced repeatedly, but forced herself to hold back.
“Phew, I feel like I stepped in some kind of poop.
Suddenly, Cheolleukhyeon handed me a piece of paper with something scribbled on it.
“I’m sure you still have a lot of questions about me and this statement, but read this and you’ll understand.”
Xue Fei quickly took the paper, unfolded it, and began to trace the inky black letters.
After a moment, he finished reading and his eyes widened.
“Unbelievable…….”
It was written in sequence, starting with the situation of the Bai Xiaochun Gate, which had been degenerating for the past thirty years, the unexpected death of the former master of the gate, Sa Gongyun, and the recent events of Chul Ryu Hyeon, who had miraculously recovered from being a vegetable.
The most curious questions about Faehorn’s lair, the Cave, were also answered.
No more, no less, just as much as we know from the current White House.
“Hey, why didn’t you bring this up earlier and show me…….”
“I’m just trying it out. See how you come out.”
Chulryuhyun had somehow made his way over to the firewood and sat down.
“Is it really true that you went to the secret place where the ancient Qi Yan is enshrined and accomplished the transformation…….”
Chu Hao shook his head and replied nonchalantly.
“Yeah, I’m not quite at your level of power yet.”
“…….”
Xue Fei shook his head.
He can’t read Chul-ryu-hyeon’s aura accurately, even if he’s trying, so why does he claim to be one up on him?
I’m curious.
What the opponent’s true level of force is.
“Lord Iron Gate, I’ve been in hiding here for a long time, but my sword skills are still pretty good, and I’m sure I can give you a hand-to-hand fight if you’d like.”
“No, wait. I’ll take care of the angel room, and then when the time is right, I’ll ask to be the first to go.”
At Chul Ryu Hyeon’s firm refusal, Seopyo swallowed his disappointment and replied in Chapter.
“I see. By the way, I didn’t realize that the place where Mr. Fang was staying was also home to several other performers. By the way…… I’m wondering what happened to the Martial Sword.”
It was destroyed by an unidentified black beast, a beast that had been captured by Shi Gongyun, who had entered the area long before the iron flow trail.
If so, it can’t be a shinigami.
The sword of all recruits, the crown jewel, should never be broken.
Chul Ryuhon faltered, remembering the bitter defeat of half a year ago.
“Well, I don’t really care.”
Then I finally get to the first favor.
“What I need you to do this time is to monitor the behavior of the angel room and gather intelligence.”
He looked surprised.
“Yes? Is that it?”
“What more do I need?”
“Oh, that’s not true, but…… it’s too easy to do…….”
“It’s easy because you’re you, thanks to your highly cultivated secret stealth.”
“I’m a little embarrassed that you’re complimenting me out of the blue.”
“I can’t force you to do it again when you’re not willing to put any more blood on your sword, and it’s not something you’re going to accept.”
“You knew from the beginning that I was reluctant.”
“Because it’s all in the diary.”
“Yes…… I see.”
Xue Fei smiled thinly and thought about what he had said before.
-Senpai. Until now, I have lived with my face covered, stained with the blood of many wicked men. It was a path I chose for myself, of course,…… but now I wish to unmask myself and live in peace. It is my desire for the rest of my life to live in peace, to be able to remove the scent of blood from my body little by little.
‘The more I talk to @ChulryuHeon……, the more interesting he is.’
Although the first appearance of Chulleukhyeon was a bit of a joke, when he got down to business and spoke with such consideration, it created a strange liking.
Right then.
“What are you doing?”
Chulleukhon’s offhanded remark dumbfounded Seopyo.
“……?”
“Make the fire hotter. Aren’t you going to serve me meat?”
“Ah…….”
“Anyway, these days.”
Chul Ryuhon, who gave him a pin glass, let out a bored yawn, as if he was bored with waiting.
Xue Fei grumbled to himself and threw a log into the fire.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you’re a dick! You’re a dick! You’re a dick!
After sharing the golden brown, well-cooked meat, they were ready to hit the road.
“Iron gatekeeper, please wait…….”
He then took a paintbrush and wrote a short story on a piece of wood.
.
Seeing that, Chulhyeon asked.
“I wasn’t alone?”
“Yes, actually…….”
“You don’t have to tell me.”
Iron Liu Heng rode indifferently to Tu, then mounted Xin Feng’s back.
“So that wooden sword in the yard belonged to someone else, and he took a pupil in his later years?
I wasn’t particularly curious.
It wouldn’t be surprising if he had disciples.
Relationships in the human world are strange and unpredictable.
If you find yourself here right now, you’re in the right place…….
Soon, Xue Fei follows and climbs onto Xin Feng’s back.
“Don’t talk to me, I’m going to have a quick breakfast on the way. It’s annoying.”
“…….”
Xue Fei stared blankly at the back of his head.
Did you just see…… What? Did I mishear you? Are you having a cloud breakfast on the way to the horse?
“Hold on tight.”
At the same time as Ironcloud’s comment.
Bam-!
A gust of fresh wind pierced the ground, cutting through the dense forest like a beam of light.
Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo……
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 58 (58 of 552)

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