Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 406

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Chapter 406
Inside the moving carriage, Seol Woon-hwi gazed out the window.
Manager Seong, seated across from Seol Woon-hwi, carefully opened his mouth.
“Young Master.”
“Yes.”
“Is this… even possible?”
Seol Woon-hwi asked without turning his gaze from the window.
“What troubles you so?”
“No… it’s just this.”
Manager Seong examined Seol Woon-hwi carefully.
“From what I could see, those wounds should never have healed in such a short time.”
“….”
“Yet now, Young Master, you appear….”
Manager Seong shook his head.
“You seem even healthier than before you fought Seol Cheon-hwa.”
Seol Woon-hwi chuckled softly.
“Then you’ve observed correctly.”
Manager Seong’s eyes widened.
“Did the Palace Lord perhaps grant you Innate True Energy….”
“Not that.”
Seol Woon-hwi paused.
“He gave me something far more precious.”
“What could that be?”
“A future.”
“…I beg your pardon?”
Manager Seong asked again.
Seol Woon-hwi spoke quietly, still gazing out the window.
“I received a treasure unlike any other in this world.”
Before Manager Seong could ask further.
“Mannyeon Icecrystal.”
“Gasp.”
At the sudden word, Manager Seong nearly leapt from his seat in the carriage.
“What… what did you say he gave you?”
“Mannyeon Icecrystal.”
At Seol Woon-hwi’s calm repetition, Manager Seong found himself unable to close his mouth. No.
“…Is that… a Spirit Pill that a person can actually consume?”
“Who could easily withstand the essence of ten thousand years? Even I find it difficult.”
“Then….”
“Father refined it.”
“…Ah….”
Manager Seong let out a sigh.
“He left it with me. Told me to eat it without saying a word.”
“….”
“How am I supposed to rest with all this?”
Seol Woon-hwi offered a bitter smile.
Manager Seong’s expression grew complicated.
He simply could not comprehend it.
This was, truly ambiguous.
Seol Woon-hwi was undoubtedly remarkable.
Yet to give the Mannyeon Icecrystal to Seol Woon-hwi?
When the Young Palace Lord already existed, to Seol Woon-hwi?
And Seol Woon-hwi was not someone who would stand in opposition to Young Palace Lord Seol Ho-ryeong.
Manager Seong asked, grasping at straws.
“That’s… not what you mean, is it?”
I understood what he was asking.
But I did not bother to answer.
“…I understand.”
Manager Seong nodded.
“You know I follow the Young Master regardless of what happens, right?”
“I know.”
“Then that’s a relief….”
Manager Seong’s words trailed off.
The carriage came to an abrupt halt.
Screech—
Then Ju So-ah’s voice came from the driver’s seat.
“Um… Supreme Commander? I think you need to come out for a moment.”
Seol Woon-hwi and Manager Seong exchanged glances.
We stepped outside.
And confirmed the figure blocking the carriage’s path.
Manager Seong asked quietly.
“I know well that the Young Master is remarkable, but did you perhaps foresee this as well?”
Seol Woon-hwi shook his head.
I had not foreseen it.
I moved forward silently.
Toward the woman blocking the carriage’s path.
I cupped my fist in salute.
“Hyeon Seol-rin Seol Woon-hwi of the Eternal Snow Palace greets the First Wife.”
First Wife Sa Ok-ryeong.
The mother of Dae Seol-rin Seol Ho-ryeong, and the daughter of Sa Cheon-wook, the Gate Master of Cheon Seol Moon, our current destination.
She appeared to be in her mid-forties.
Yet she remained beautiful.
Eyes gleaming with an icy chill.
Posture impeccably composed.
She spoke.
“Where are you headed?”
“To where I must go.”
Sa Ok-ryeong’s gaze shifted toward the cart behind the carriage.
The one covered with canvas.
“Carrying the corpse of a Cheon Seol Moon martial artist?”
My expression turned glacial.
My father, Seol Jung-cheon, had taken three wives in total.
Through the system known as the Three Formal Marriages, he had wed all three women in political unions, and formally, all three held the status of principal wife.
Among them, Sa Ok-ryeong’s position as the First Wife naturally placed her highest among the three.
Within Snow Palace’s territory, there was scarcely a soul who treated her casually.
And for good reason.
Her only son was the Young Palace Lord.
And her father had been the Gate Master of Cheon Seol Moon.
And I still remembered.
Those past moments when she had tormented me so relentlessly.
The very source of my flight from Snow Palace.
Of course, no matter how deep the old grudge ran, I had no desire to dredge it up, nor was I idle enough to carry every petty grievance with me.
But.
Sa Ok-ryeong opened her mouth.
“Do not overstep your bounds.”
I did not expect her to say such a thing.
“Bounds, you say….”
I slowly lifted my head.
I looked directly at Sa Ok-ryeong.
“First Wife.”
“Speak….”
“It appears the bounds are being overstepped by you, First Wife.”
“…What did you say?”
Sa Ok-ryeong’s eyes froze over with coldness.
I moved forward slowly.
One step.
Two steps.
I closed the distance until I stood before the First Wife.
Then.
Whoosh—!
Manager Seong, of all people, moved.
Not toward Seol Woon-hwi.
But toward the ‘woman’ standing behind the First Lady.
Manager Seong’s blade, drawn at some unknown moment, was leveled at the woman’s throat.
The woman’s eyes widened.
Il Bing Wei-sa.
The three wives of Snow Palace each have guards assigned to them.
Their martial arts cultivation is at least the Divine Transformation Realm or higher.
Their title is Bing Wei-sa.
The one guarding the Third Lady is called Sam Bing Wei-sa.
The one guarding the First Lady is called Il Bing Wei-sa.
Manager Seong had witnessed it.
Il Bing Wei-sa’s hand moving toward the hilt of her sword.
“How audacious—a mere Bing Wei-sa drawing steel before the Polar Descendants?”
Manager Seong’s cold words applied not only to Il Bing Wei-sa but to the First Lady as well.
According to the formal hierarchy of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, beneath the Palace Lord stands the Polar Descendants.
The direct bloodline of the current Palace Lord.
The wives bound through marriage rank below the Deputy Palace Lord, who stands directly beneath the Polar Descendants.
Of course, this was merely formality. In reality, not only the Polar Descendants but even the Deputy Palace Lord showed respect to the wives.
After all, they were the Palace Lord’s consorts.
But it needed to be made clear. That they were merely wives, not of Snow Palace’s bloodline.
And certainly not queens.
The color drained from the First Lady’s face.
Seol Woon-hwi regarded the First Lady quietly from above.
“I experienced a similar situation half a year ago.”
“….”
“It was the Third Lady then.”
Seol Woon-hwi’s voice had grown glacially cold.
“I let it pass then. Even though she was the one who created painful memories from my childhood, I simply let it go.”
“….”
“Because the memory of her giving me a single vial of Wound Healing Medicine when I had nowhere to turn still remains with me.”
Sa Ok-ryeong’s eyes wavered.
“But what did you do, First Lady?”
“That is….”
“You merely issued orders.”
Seol Woon-hwi’s voice grew even colder.
“Not to enter the apothecary, not to set foot in the training grounds….”
Seol Woon-hwi paused for a moment.
“There are many. Do you remember them?”
The First Lady stepped back hesitantly.
Seol Woon-hwi’s eyes were suffused with killing intent.
“I will.”
Seol Woon-hwi stepped forward.
“Do you think I cannot kill you alone?”
Il Bing Wei-sa swallowed hard.
“My affection for the Snow Palace runs truly deep.”
Seol Woon-hwi spoke slowly.
“Yet you have no place in that Snow Palace of mine.”
“…”
“Those who belong to my Snow Palace are only my father and the Polar Descendants.”
Seol Woon-hwi’s killing intent grew even more palpable.
“Cross the line, and if you dare climb higher, I will kill you all.”
Il Bing Wei-sa began trembling violently.
“It has not even been a day since that fool Seol Cheon-hwa died.”
“…You….”
“Would it change anything to place you in Seol Cheon-hwa’s grave?”
Sa Ok-ryeong swallowed hard.
“Today, Father announced it. He will send me into exile to the Nan-cheon Region.”
Seol Woon-hwi let out a cold laugh.
“But while being exiled, who would dare say anything if I caused an accident?”
Seol Woon-hwi made a gesture as if to reach out.
At that moment, Il Bing Wei-sa collapsed right there.
Her legs gave way beneath her. From her perspective, this man called Seol Woon-hwi seemed entirely capable of doing exactly that.
Seol Woon-hwi withdrew his hand and clasped them behind his back, looking down at her.
“In the past. Just before my mother died, I understand the Snow Palace attempted to dispatch physicians.”
Sa Ok-ryeong’s face went pale.
“Yet you stopped that beforehand, did you not?”
“I… No… It is not so….”
“Father did not particularly tell me about it.”
Seol Woon-hwi looked up at the sky.
“But I have ears to hear and eyes to see.”
“….”
“Even if I did not wish to hear, the words reached me regardless.”
Silence.
“Of course, even if physicians had been dispatched, nothing would have changed.”
Seol Woon-hwi looked down at Sa Ok-ryeong once more.
“But the very fact of that situation itself.”
His gaze was as cold as ice.
“It angered me somewhat.”
“….”
“I do not wish to drag past debts into the present and dwell upon them, but I simply wanted you to understand that much.”
Seol Woon-hwi gazed up at the sky.
He drew in a deep breath.
Then exhaled.
“If I had my way, I would kill you.”
“…I… me…? I am of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace….”
Sa Ok-ryeong’s words trailed off.
“I would tear you apart into a thousand, ten thousand pieces and watch you die.”
At the chill in Seol Woon-hwi’s voice, she could not continue.
“I do not particularly enjoy killing, but you—I truly wish to do exactly that.”
Everyone stared at Seol Woon-hwi.
Ju So-ah.
Namgung Won Yang.
Manager Seong.
Il Bing Wei-sa.
And Sa Ok-ryeong.
“But. I will not.”
“….”
“If I did, Father would be disappointed, and Elder Brother would be truly heartbroken.”
Seol Woon-hwi looked down at Sa Ok-ryeong.
“Perhaps he would refuse all food and become a hollow shell.”
“….”
“I know you are a strong person, but if a mother were to become that way…”
Seol Woon-hwi’s voice trembled.
“And if it happened by my own hand, the hand of a brother you trusted…”
He closed his eyes.
“The shock would be doubled.”
Silence fell.
“Regarding the physicians I mentioned earlier.”
Seol Woon-hwi opened his eyes.
“Father does not know that I am aware.”
“….”
“Let the First Lady simply believe as she does. And you can silence Il Bing Wei-sa on your own. You are capable of that much, are you not? You were the one who silenced me when I was a child.”
Seol Woon-hwi stepped back.
“So let us each do what we must.”
His voice had turned ice-cold.
“You and I should settle this here. Do you understand?”
“….”
“Answer me.”
“…I… I understand.”
Sa Ok-ryeong answered in a trembling voice.
I extended my hand.
Sa Ok-ryeong, who had been crouching, grasped my hand.
She was trembling, but she took it.
I pulled her to her feet.
Then I spoke quietly.
“If, hypothetically speaking.”
I placed my hand on Sa Ok-ryeong’s shoulder.
“You believed the Snow Palace was yours.”
My grip tightened.
Sa Ok-ryeong grabbed my wrist with both hands, but I didn’t budge an inch.
“Abandon that notion now.”
“…I….”
“You are merely Elder Brother’s mother. The Snow Palace can never belong to you, nor can it ever belong to the Cheon Seol Moon. You must know your place.”
I observed her trembling hands for a moment, then released her and continued.
“Let me be perfectly clear. If you threaten the Snow Palace’s security, disrupt its order, or abuse power for personal gain.”
My eyes, cold with killing intent, fixed upon her.
“You will die. Without fail.”
“…Ah….”
“And if anyone attempts to stop me in that process, they will die as well.”

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