Chapter 191

Seeing Namgung Hyuk’s anxious gaze, I opened my mouth to speak.
“It’s not too late now. Go.”
When I heard that the Amifa had been destroyed, I immediately thought of Tang Miyan’s whereabouts.
For Namgung Hyuk.
For the Namgung family.
What had become of her whereabouts.
Whether she had escaped the Amifa’s destruction.
It was a war chest.
Who killed whom,
and who was sparing whom.
It was hard to tell if an individual was alive or dead. You could only know the general direction of movement.
How frustrating.
“It’s okay.”
From Nam Gung-hyuk’s gaze, which was trying hard to maintain a grim expression, I could see his pupils fluttering uneasily.
Hong Gabo, the Ark of Opening, was with me, so they probably didn’t get the full story either.
The death of the Divine Master Huiyan, the fall of the Huashan Sect, and the fall of the Sect of Zongnan followed.
Again, we only have fragmentary information.
Therefore, I was naturally worried about Namgung Hyuk.
“Hyuk.”
Nam Gung-hyeok chewed his lip at my words.
“Brother.”
“Tell me.”
“I’m an engineer from the Namgung family. Even if I’m not as good as my brother and father, I’m here as the bearer of the name Namgung-hyeok. If I turned and disappeared before an important fight for my family, I’d be considered a moor.”
He’s serious. His anxious pupils seem to be trying to figure out what to do specifically as he speaks.
I’m mildly surprised by the look, but at the same time, I glance away.
“I see.”
One by one, everyone transforms into the same face as Nam Goong-hyeok. Their faces are already covered in blood, and their feet are already mangled. Their eyes, too, have gathered to dedicate themselves to this final battle.
Until the end.
Until the end, I am enlightened.
Dig, dig, dig.
It was the flapping of a bird’s wings in the sky that awakened me from my reverie.
It was a white bird, and it landed on Jingal Zhuhu.
“He’s a clever bird, and I love him.”
He stroked her feathers with pride, then looked at the note.
“A lot of information. Much to learn.”
With that, he turns his head to face Namgung Hyuk.
“You two brothers have nothing to worry about. In fact, I’ve heard that Madame Tang’s remarkable deeds have saved the lives of several monks of the Amifa, and that she led us to the Yangtze River and won the battle against the Yangtze River Shuocai, so it’s safe to say that she deserves first place.”
Hearing these words, I was immensely relieved. I stepped forward to support Namgung Hyuk.
No matter how strong he pretended to be, how could he be so calm in confirming the life and death of his family?
“The second story is also from the Namgung family. Huang Bao.”
* * *
Gathering.
Someone asked for it.
No one forced me.
No, those who stood behind me gradually increased in number.
For example.
“You’ve been waiting.”
Namgung Mubai spoke softly to me, taking out a dry cloth to wipe his sword. I looked at him and said.
“It looks like all the teeth are out of the sword.”
At those words, Namgung Mu Bai coughed and nodded. The sword had been nearly shattered in the fight with Guo Qiu. Just when I was wondering if the sword could serve its purpose anymore, I handed him a gift that I had prepared in advance so that he wouldn’t feel uneasy anymore.
“Elder Gu.”
“Yes, Grand Duke.”
The elderly blacksmith bowed lightly to Namgung Mu Baek and slowly pulled the cart behind him. I smiled at the unfamiliar sight of the blacksmiths and the elderly man.
“This is a gift to those who fought with us.”
The crashing and unfurling of the wagon’s contents literally stunned the old man.
“……is it a gift?”
The Southern Emperor Mu Bai wore an uncharacteristically dumbfounded expression, and Huang Bo Zhong, the tongue-in-cheek king behind him, burst out laughing.
“It’s not a gift, it’s a bribe. Fight harder.”
With that, Huang Bozhong unbuckled his fist and kicked the fist on the cart.
“You seem to have had a small epiphany. Let’s go, Huang Bo.”
“It’s a moment worthy of the final battle.”
Huang Bozhong’s body was covered with a strong aura of strength.
It was truly reassuring.
I nodded and turned away from him. The elderly male archer approached, displaying the myriad weapons he shared with those gathered for the final showdown.
Then he said.
“Elders Two through Seven.”
The elders of the Southern Palace were assembled.
“The patriarch, the grand duke, the second duke. They’re all here, and we can’t possibly be in the family.”
With those words, layers of resentment and misunderstanding melted away like a spring snowfall.
I turned my head away, feeling the heat rising in my chest.
I didn’t know what I was feeling, so I turned around and saw Nam Gung-hyeok, an engineer.
He smiled and nodded as if he knew everything. It was really unfair, but I couldn’t ruin the good mood.
I didn’t speak back, but glanced at the elders.
“Grand Duke.”
“Speak.”
“The Third Duke of Namgungal has requested a message.”
An eyebrow rose.
“He said that he was afraid that you might have forgotten him, or that he might have forgotten you.”
I smirked at that. It’s so typical of Namgunggal.
But as if that wasn’t enough, Elder Namgungbon continued.
“Walli and Mrs. Baek are in safe hands,” he said, ”so don’t worry about them and have a good trip.”
I see.
He was trying to ease my worries.
I was realizing something new.
I realized that I was here to unravel the mysteries of my past life, full of misunderstandings that would never be solved.
Unlike the lonely South Palace wall in my previous life,
I am a responsible member of the South Palace in this life.
From this position, he looked at the members of the Southern Palace.
Changcheon Divine Sword Namgung Mubai,
Eccentric Engineer Namgung Hyuk,
Elder Namgungbon, and the oldest Namgungsu.
And the rest of the family.
My ideal was complete.
“Then I guess we should get going.”
“Not without us.”
I whirled around to where the familiar voice came from. There stood the Taoist, his face weary, but his eyes alive.
“You look exhausted.”
“You judge me.”
The tone was grumbling, the expression wry.
The berserker stood and grabbed the one knife left in the cart.
“By the way.”
My gaze darted back,
“You should call a truce, take charge, and clean up your world. They’re all dead, and they need one.”
I shook my head in disbelief. He was right.
The deaths of all the Sapa’s reapers would mean that all sorts of misfits would be installed to fill the void. In the hope that this would not be the case, the great man had spared the one in front of him.
“King Jiang Jianglong.”
“Hmph!”
Gu Man snorted as he strode up behind Guang Shuang, clutching his Unworldly Sword.
“I’ve come to see the last fight. I’m not going to play pretend with the coffin.”
Nam Gung-hyeok’s expression twisted at that thought. But I thought better of it.
“Run away, run away with your tail between your legs, and never come near us again. I don’t want any of you left in the world we’re building.”
This was the last remaining leader of the Sapa. There will be many eyes here to see him flee at the sight of his opponent. If only.
No one will ever look upon the Saffa and be filled with fear.
At my words, Guangxiang and Zhuge Liang, as well as the Southern Palace Master and Huang Bozhong, nodded in agreement.
“I’ll be in charge of watching over something similar to me.”
Huang Bozhong patted Gu Man’s shoulder and smiled. Now that he could stand shoulder to shoulder with Guo Man, Huang Bozhong was trustworthy enough.
I shook my head and took a deep breath.
“A hundred thousand people, and three thousand golden weights.”
The total of everyone here is less than fifteen hundred.
“It won’t be enough. It will be a hard fight, and many will die.”
All eyes are on me.
“Nevertheless, we must do it.”
I slowly speak what is on my mind.
“The Hongjian Enemy has dragged away the Gold Weapon, the Jia Guidan, the princess, and the entire Southern Palace’s imperial army, which means…”
In his previous life, at the South Palace Wall, the Emperor had gone berserk and unleashed a bloodstorm.
But it was the death of the princess that triggered it.
But now, he himself has captured the princess and others.
What does it mean.
“The Hongjian and the Daemyung are now one and the same, no longer recognizing each other as enemies. The time has come to break it.”
Unbreakable.
Those who have sought to break it are not Zhongyuan.
They have crossed the line.
If anyone should be punished, it should be them.
“So let us go and find them ourselves. After all, the starting point of the reversal of fortune was the emperor’s hand. Let’s punish the current emperor for his violence and protect what’s ours so that Jianghu and Zhongyuan will no longer be like his.”
I decided not to play into Emperor Taemu’s hands.
I will defend what belongs to Zhongyuan and hope that many will no longer play between the great and the good.
I hope so.
The Forbidden City in Beijing.
I quickly arrived at the place that is the whole body and center of the imperial family. The Forbidden City is guarded by young soldiers.
Surprisingly, there were only a few of them. As soon as I saw it, I was convinced.
“Either the Yellow House is confident in itself. Or is it a joke on us, I’m sure. It’s just to show us that once we cross that line, there’s no turning back.”
I opened my mouth to speak at Jagaljuhu’s words.
“I’ll cross that line first.”
And in one fell swoop, we crossed the line, slashing at the gatekeepers guarding the palace gates.
Clang!
“Shh, raid!”
“They’re attacking the Yellow House.”
Deng- deng- deng- deng-.
The bell rings, and the hordes gather behind the open gates.
One…… ten…… a hundred…… a thousand…… ten thousand…… fifty thousand…….
I’d estimate the number to be in excess of fifty thousand.
My eyes don’t deceive me, Captain of the Thousand, the numbers are probably right.
“Let’s go in then.”
Dig in!