Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 147

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Chapter 147

“…Then… what is the Palace Lord’s opinion…”

“All management will be handled by Hyeon Seol-rin, and protection will also be handled by Hyeon Seol-rin. If he fails to protect it, then it won’t be too late to intervene.”

Surprisingly, Seol Cheon-hwa backed down at that point.

“Understood. I will follow the Palace Lord’s opinion.”

Naturally, Seol Jung-cheon’s eyes darkened.

The power of the Weon-ro-jeon was great.

It was enough to move the warriors of the Main Palace.

He shifted his gaze to look at the heads of Seol-gung Samgak.

What he couldn’t see in the past was now visible.

Finally, his gaze turned to Yang Seol-jin.

He had maintained a consistent expression from the start of the meeting until now, but his inner thoughts were unknowable.

“Vice Palace Lord.”

“Yes. Palace Lord.”

At the Palace Lord’s call, Yang Seol-jin stepped forward.

“Send an official document. From today, Yang-ryeong will become Yang-ryeong-ju, and Hyeon Seol-rin Seol Woon-hwi will be appointed as its general commander. Tell him to send a separate letter or enter the palace if he needs anything.”

“I receive the Palace Lord’s words.”

Seol Jung-cheon rose from his seat.

The meeting ended short and decisive.

* * *

The first person to receive the letter delivered by the highest-grade messenger bird was Manager Seong.

After checking the contents once, he immediately ran to Woon-hwi, who was training at the training ground.

Manager Seong handed over the letter with a bright smile and spoke loudly.

“Congratulations on becoming the general commander!”

At those words, Ju So-ah, Won Yang, and Han Mu-rin all responded in unison.

“Congratulations.”

Woon-hwi chuckled and casually waved his hand.

It was a natural course of events anyway.

Woon-hwi wasn’t unaware of what kind of things he had been doing.

“Oh, and it says to request anything you need… shouldn’t we start recruiting people now?”

“We should.”

Just as Woon-hwi, who had wiped the sweat from his forehead, was about to speak again.

Suddenly, Woon-hwi’s brow furrowed.

Next, Manager Seong’s brow furrowed, and then Ju So-ah and the rest of the branch office members’ brows furrowed.

It was understandable.

Kuuuuuung-!!

A tremendous roar erupted, and an indescribable, enormous pressure began to surge forward.

Everyone except Woon-hwi drew their swords.

Slowly.

A man began walking from the main gate.

Long, shaggy hair like a lion’s mane.

A massive body reaching 6 feet and 7 inches.

Sharp eyes and a gentle smile formed at the corners of his mouth.

And an incredibly long sword fastened at his waist.

“…Why is that man… here…”

At Manager Seong’s trembling voice from beside him, Woon-hwi didn’t bother to answer. Not just Woon-hwi, but everyone present knew who that man was.

Woon-hwi’s gaze was directed at the severed head gripped in the man’s right hand.

It was a familiar face.

Soon, the corners of the man’s mouth twitched as he reached Woon-hwi.

“…Hahahahahaha!!”

Mad laughter burst forth.

At his laughter, the entire branch office, no, the entire general office began to tremble, and the onlookers who had gathered sat down on the spot as if they couldn’t endure it.

Some were even coughing up blood.

“Well, well, seeing you in person, you look quite stubborn.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“Of course it’s a compliment.”

He looked around. Except for the onlookers, those around Woon-hwi were free from his influence.

They were only feeling a slight sense of pressure.

This was the man’s consideration.

Yes. Consideration.

Woon-hwi politely performed the embracing fist salute.

“General Commander Seol Woon-hwi of Yang-ryeong-ju pays respects to the leader of the Sichuan Sect.”

Kang Cheon-u, the Death Heaven Overlord Emperor.

He had come to meet Woon-hwi in person.

Kang Cheon-u lightly tossed the severed head in his hand to Manager Seong, who was beside Woon-hwi.

Manager Seong was startled but caught it nonetheless.

Seeing it up close made it certain.

It was the head of Myeong So-hwan, the head of Cheolmyeong Hall of the Sichuan Sect.

The head of Cheolmyeong Hall who had secret talks with Lee Ja-gyeom of Jeok An.

“It’s a gift.”

“I see.”

“You’re not surprised.”

“I didn’t expect you to come in person, but I did expect you would give me Myeong So-hwan’s head.”

Kang Cheon-u burst into laughter.

“That fellow… even seeing him again, he’s quite a peculiar one.”

Why had Kang Cheon-u come here in person?

He said.

“I came to kill you.”

* * *

At those words, Woon-hwi showed an unexpected reaction.

Chuckle.

He let out a small laugh.

“Look at this fellow? You’re laughing?”

“I laughed because I thought you were joking.”

“Do you think it’s a joke?”

“If it’s not a joke, why did you bring the head of Cheolmyeong Hall’s leader? You clearly said it was a gift.”

Kang Cheon-u eventually burst into laughter as well.

“Well, usually when I play such pranks, everyone gets surprised or kneels, but you’re so quick-witted that it doesn’t work.”

“Setting aside whether it works, how can someone at the edge of Great Void Formless threaten a warrior of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown?”

“So you are afraid.”

“Rather than afraid, I’m just intrigued.”

“Intrigued…?”

Woon-hwi asked.

“Do you have a grudge against me?”

“I didn’t, but it seems like I might develop one.”

“Were you that concerned about the matter in Jeok An?”

“I am.”

“Then you should have managed your internal affairs better.”

At the unexpected words, Kang Cheon-u’s eyes widened.

“I responded because I was provoked, and I took what was worth taking. In that process, there’s no reason for me to cater to Leader Kang’s preferences.”

“….”

“I’m not affiliated with the Sichuan Sect, nor do I have any personal connection with Alliance Leader Kang.”

The corners of Kang Cheon-u’s mouth, who had been standing there dumbfounded, slowly curled upward.

“Ha… haha… hahahahahaha!!”

It was maniacal laughter.

“Ahahahahaha!! Ah… ahaha…. This… this is really something.”

Kang Cheon-u was very intrigued.

How could such a person have lived so submissively all this time?

“This… is truly remarkable. Really remarkable. Yes, as you said, how could a warrior of Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown… haha…. Good. Really good.”

It truly was good.

“This is what a hero is, this is the attitude a warrior should possess. Regardless of who the opponent is, one must speak their mind without being intimidated—that’s what gives a warrior’s character its value. Yes, you’re right. There’s no reason for you to cater to my preferences.”

Having said that, Kang Cheon-u sat down in front of Woon-hwi. Woon-hwi also sat facing him.

Even though it was a dusty training ground, there was no hesitation in these two men’s actions.

Because they prioritized people over formalities and appearances.

Kang Cheon-u asked.

“I hear you play baduk quite well?”

“Saying I enjoy it would be too great a modesty.”

“Beyond modesty, it would be deception.”

“Then I’ll speak honestly.”

“Go ahead.”

“Yes. I play baduk well. To the extent that I have no rivals under heaven.”

“…If those words had come from someone else’s mouth, I would have dismissed them as arrogance, but you….”

Kang Cheon-u’s eyes curved into crescents.

“It suits you. It’s fitting.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“Yes, yes, then let me see that skill of yours.”

When Kang Cheon-u waved his hand, the go board and go stones from inside the residence flew over and settled between Woon-hwi and Kang Cheon-u.

“Will you go first?”

To Woon-hwi’s question, Kang Cheon-u immediately replied.

“Didn’t you say you have no rivals under heaven? Then naturally I must be the inferior player, so I should go first.”

He was even being playful. This was an attitude born from absolute confidence. And rightfully so.

Because Kang Cheon-u was that kind of man.

He picked up a black stone and placed it down in the center with a thud.

At the same moment, energy waves emanated from his body and pressed down on Woon-hwi. At this absurd situation, Woon-hwi’s brow furrowed.

“…Alliance Leader Kang.”

“Hmm? Speak.”

“You have quite an unpleasant hobby.”

Kang Cheon-u grinned.

“An inferior player wants to place stones using an inferior player’s methods—why? Are you dissatisfied?”

Releasing energy every time he placed a stone could be seen as interference, depending on how one looked at it.

“I suppose the advantage of the first move wasn’t enough for you.”

“Hehe…. Yes, when facing someone who plays baduk well under heaven, if there’s something I can fill in to compete, I should fill it.”

Woon-hwi chuckled.

Not bad.

This level of interference was actually refreshing.

His skin might tear and he might suffer internal injuries, but it didn’t matter.

Because this wretched body needed to suffer some wounds.

“Please continue.”

“…Yes, let’s do it.”

Kang Cheon-u, who had been looking at Woon-hwi with admiring eyes, placed another stone.

Then.

Paaang-!!

Energy exploded and the doors of the great hall shattered.

“…Will you pay for that?”

“Of course I’ll pay for it. I’m the leader of the Sichuan Sect—surely I’m not without money.”

Woon-hwi wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and answered.

“You may harm my body as you please. But don’t touch the people around me.”

“Oho….”

“This is a match between you and me, Alliance Leader Kang. What you want to confirm is me as a person, isn’t it?”

“Correct. I want to confirm who you are.”

Kang Cheon-u smiled broadly.

“As you said, I won’t harm the people around you.”

“Understood.”

With a thud, Woon-hwi placed his stone.

The match had begun.

* * *

Two men were in the sky above.

The short-haired man among them asked.

“Is it alright not to intervene?”

“Just leave it be.”

At Seol Jung-cheon’s words, Hyeon Sim closed his mouth with a complicated expression.

The visit of Kang Cheon-u, the leader of the Sichuan Sect, was of the highest importance among the highest.

If the Palace Lord of Seol Palace and the commander of Baekryeong-wi didn’t know this, they should step down from all their positions and go into seclusion.

Kang Cheon-u had kindly spread his energy widely, and Seol Jung-cheon, who was at the same level, had read it.

He had rushed over immediately upon reading it, and Hyeon Sim, who had read Seol Jung-cheon’s sudden movement, had followed—that was the current situation.

The two men were watching the match between Woon-hwi and Kang Cheon-u from the sky.

“…What do you think?”

In Hyeon Sim’s view, Seol Jung-cheon was the person who played baduk best on Snow Mountain.

Hyeon Sim didn’t know that he had played against Woon-hwi several times and had even lost. Not knowing this, he had asked the question, but still, someone of Seol Jung-cheon’s level would definitely know which direction the match was flowing and which side it was leaning toward.

That much he knew for certain.

Knowing this, he could answer like this.

“Woon-hwi will win.”

“Ah….”

“If it weren’t for spreading energy every time he places a stone, Woon-hwi would definitely win.”

Hyeon Sim was worried about that too.

He knew that Seol Woon-hwi’s baduk skills were remarkable, but his opponent was Kang Cheon-u.

A master of Great Void Formless.

Every time he placed a stone, he spread energy in all directions, and no matter how little killing intent was contained within, Woon-hwi would inevitably suffer damage somehow.

Because Woon-hwi’s level was only Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown.

Hyeon Sim’s gaze turned toward Woon-hwi.

Woon-hwi’s condition didn’t look good at first glance.

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