After reading the lines written in rough handwriting, I was dumbfounded for a moment.
It was because I didn’t expect to receive a letter from Wi Seol-Ah, nor did I expect her to write one on her own.
And also...
She knew how to write?
That was the first question that came to mind.
Because she lived in the mountains with the Sword Venerable, I thought she was illiterate.
But if this really was from Wi Seol-Ah, then did she learn how to write just so she could send me a letter?
If that was really the case, this letter in my hand now felt even heavier.
Rustle.
I opened up the letter carefully.
I was very curious about what was written in the letter, but unlike my impatient self, my hands were slow.
-Are you doing well, Young Master?
-I am doing fine.
Hehe.
Her handwriting was very uneven.
Even so, there were no traces of her fixing or erasing anything.
I believe that she just wrote a new letter every time she messed up, which is how this letter came to be.
-I’m sorry for leaving you without saying anything.
Yeah.
You should’ve at least informed me.
Or at the very least, you should have left a letter like this.
-Was the Young Master sad because I disappeared?
Sad huh.
-Honestly, I hoped that you at least felt that way a little.
Was I sad?
Hmm.
Now that I thought about it, I think I did feel sad.
Even now, from time to time, I felt that a spot was empty.
Wi Seol-Ah, who woke me up every morning with her loud voice.
The face that constantly appeared, curious about what I was doing.
The girl who came to me, saying that she wanted to eat with me when it was meal time.
Young Master, are you okay?
And that voice of hers filled with worry.
But now, none of those things were here anymore. Perhaps that was why it felt so empty.
It’s only been a year.
It was almost a year.
It had just been a short period of time, but I didn’t know why I was feeling this way.
Did I feel like I had become someone important just because Wi Seol-Ah followed me around?
Did your disappearance shake me that much because I thought that I had become someone special to the young you?
It seems like I am still immature, huh.
Even though I had experienced many things, I was still just a shallow person.
I already knew that you were going to disappear one day, but I was still acting like this.
The letter wasn’t that long, so I continued to read it slowly.
There wasn’t anything special.
I’m doing well.
The food doesn’t taste that good here.
The scenery here is nice, but Gu Clan’s mountains were nicer.
She wrote about how she was doing.
However,
It sounds like she’s forcing herself to say all those things.
It felt like she was telling me that she was doing fine so that I don’t worry about her.
-Oh, and I also started learning how to wield a sword from Grandpa.
From the Sword Venerable?
So she finally started to learn huh.
Wait...?
Then who did she learn from back in Gu Clan?
I obviously thought that the Sword Venerable was the one teaching her.
Did she learn by herself?
But Wi Seol-Ah always spoke about it as if she was learning from someone else.
-It’s fun. Grandpa also complimented me saying that I’m skilled in it.
Of course you would be good at it.
If I thought about Wi Seol-Ah from my past life, it was obvious.
In the first place, she wouldn’t have been called the Celestial Sword if she didn’t have that talent.
-I have also become much taller. Grandpa became sad while saying that I might soon become taller than him.
Despite the fact that the Sword Venerable wasn’t that tall, it was still unexpected to hear that Wi Seol-Ah had grown that much.
Was that true?
Her being small was also nice.
If the content in this letter was all true, then I might be a bit disappointed.
-I’m learning a lot of things.
-I’m sad that I’m far away from the Young Master.
-But I was told that it is necessary for the future.
Because of how she said she was told that it was necessary for the future, reading that last line made me frown.
Did the Sword Venerable tell her that?
Did the Sword Venerable have a good reason for telling her that?
-I’m going to learn even more.
-Then, I can protect the Young Master.
“Who’s protecting whom?”
After reading the confident line she had written in the letter, I smirked.
“...Protect, my ass.”
Instead of protecting someone, I just hope that you will live for yourself.
In my past life, you lived for the sake of protecting others, so I hoped that it would be different this time around.
Protect me, huh.
Those words felt very heavy.
-I want to see you.
So did the words that came after.
-Does the Young Master want to see me as well?
And these words as well.
I find your affection very heavy.
And for me to dare to hear such words from you...
If I could just accept your feelings...
I didn’t know if I was allowed to.
While it was pathetic that I felt happy that she missed me, I was also afraid.
-I really want to see you.
-So please wait for me.
-I’ll make sure to come see the Young Master.
On reading those lines filled with Wi Seol-Ah’s emotions, I let out a laugh and a sigh at the same time.
Yet you aren’t asking me to visit you?
Despite saying all those things, not once did she ask me to come visit her.
She had only written that she would come to me.
No.
Rather than saying that he was the son of the Tiger Warrior...
It’d be more accurate to call him the child of a noble yet bewitching monster.
He didn’t know how much he had inherited from his mother, but if he had taken a lot from her, then this was the obvious result.
Though it was unfortunate that his little sister didn’t seem to have inherited a lot from her mother, it was important that at least one of them got it.
I pray that he continues to grow up just like this.
While thinking about Gu Yangcheon, Elder Mook earnestly prayed that the flame that was born that way would burn the burden of this land once and for all .
“Hey! Your hands are not moving!”
“How about doing it yourself if you aren’t satisfied!”
Unable to hold back any longer, Elder Mook charged at Gu Ryoon with the broom.
******************
Somewhere in the west, a middle-aged man was sweating while climbing a steep hill.
“...Fuck, this is a really rough road!”
The birds in the surroundings flew away in surprise after the man shouted.
While seeing that sight, the middle-aged man, Chuwong of Beggar’s Sect, thought about how he ended up in this situation.
“...Fuck.”
When he thought about it, curse words came out instinctively, but there was no one around to criticize him.
Rustle.
It had already been a year of him stepping on branches, walking around a forest.
He was tricked by the True Dragon and had fled to the west about a year ago.
...If I didn’t go back then.
Things would have been much nicer.
It meant that it had already been a year of him running around endlessly like this, without missing a single day.
He had already gotten sick of complaining about this, but if he didn’t complain about his shitty situation like this, he wouldn’t have been able to survive.
He wondered how the Fighting Dog of Beggar’s Sect had ended up this way.
Chuwong let out a deep sigh.
After walking through the forest, for what felt like an eternity, he began to see a hut in the distance.
...Haha fuck.
As soon as he saw the hut, Chuwong became very nervous.
Chuwong didn’t want to go there, but his feet wouldn’t stop.
Because if he stopped there, he didn’t know what that monster of a person would do to him.
He arrived in front of the hut.
Creak.
When he opened the door and stepped in, he saw that someone was already waiting for him inside.
“...Hehe, master, I am here.”
Despite his large physique, Chuwong showed a feeble figure when he saw the person sitting down on a chair.
This was one of the methods he had learned that would help him survive.
Though the man sitting in front of him didn’t even care.
“You are late.”
After hearing those heavy words, Chuwong hurried towards him and begged for mercy.
“Ah, I... had a lot of work, so I arrived here a little late.”
The young man glanced at Chuwong, and then closed his eyes.
Wouldn’t I win if I were to strike his head right now?
Chuwong considered that thought for an instant, but he immediately erased it.
If he could’ve defeated him like that, then he would have already done so.
Unfortunately, the person in front of him wasn’t someone that something like that would have worked against.
...Crazy fucker, who’s the one that said this person is one of the weaker Six Dragons and Three Phoenixes? I will find the guy who spread that false rumor and kill him!
If he thought about how he was rolled around by the man called the Dragon Warrior, Bi Eejin, for the past year, he definitely wasn’t at the level of a young prodigy.
He definitely couldn’t be compared to those young kids.
Just where did someone like this come from?
If he had to compare, either the Peng Clan’s Dragon, Peng Woojin or the greatest , the Sword Phoenix might have stood a chance against him.
Then what about the True Dragon?
Chuwong thought about the True Dragon, Gu Yangcheon, who had sent him here, but it wasn’t easy to compare him either.
Whoever it was, the fact that both of them were monsters did not change.
Bi Eejin asked while staring at Chuwong.
“The letter I wrote, did you send it properly?”
“...Yes, I sent it right away.”
“And there’s no response yet?”
“Haha... t-that’s right.”
After hearing Chuwong’s response, the young man Bi Eejin frowned as if something felt unpleasant.
“...Hmm.”
Was something bothering him?
Because the atmosphere didn’t feel so good, Chuwong’s shoulders flinched when he saw Bi Eejin frown.
When he felt like this, things didn’t end nicely.
Of course, he thought that to himself.
Thankfully, he had a solution for times like these.
Before Bi Eejin could do anything, Chuwong spoke up first.
“Oh, Master.”
Then, Bi Eejin’s cold black eyes were directed at Chuwong.
Chuwong froze because of his terrifying gaze, but he was unable to stop his words.
“...The youngest Young Lady was looking for you earlier, Master.”
“...”
The youngest Young Lady.
Chuwong saw that Bi Eejin’s expression loosened up a little when he brought her up.
As he expected, this worked really well against him.
When it came to the youngest child, the bad-tempered man would become strangely weak.
“I believe she was looking for you to have a meal togeth...”
Before Chuwong could complete his sentence, Bi Eejin stood up.
He was most likely heading down to the streets to look for the youngest Young Lady.
It was a godsend for Chuwong to run into a blood relative of the Bi Clan while walking around the streets earlier.
Thanks to you, I will live for another day ...!
She was a life saver as he would’ve most likely been forced to be hung on a tree.
Bi Eejin started to move.
“Come to me right away if you get a response.”
“Ah, of course! I’ll be there in an instant!”
“You know what happens if you run away again, right?”
“Y-Yes...”
When Chuwong thought back to what happened to him back when he tried to run away, he started shivering.
“Oh, burn this on your way back.”
As he walked past him., Bi Eejin gave Chuwong a letter
“This is...?”
“I’m glad that I’ll be able to meet them sooner than expected.”
“Huh?”
Wondering what he meant, Chuwong turned around, but Bi Eejin had already disappeared by then.
Shortly after, Chuwong opened up the letter in his hands, and inside...
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