The God of Death and the God of War - Chapter 9
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Evil Hegemon Martial God
Chapter 9
The Gajujeon reflects the family it belongs to.
For example, the Namgung Family is characterized by large and magnificent halls visible from the main gate, while the Sacheon Family exudes a mysterious aura resembling deep mountain valleys.
The Jegal Sega’s Gajujeon also displays its unique family traditions.
Outsiders who enter the Gajujeon are usually amazed by the serene and profound arrangement of halls and decorations, while simultaneously being awed by the deep insight contained within.
Therefore, the Jegal Sega’s Gajujeon was also called the Hall of Wisdom, and the Hall of Wisdom had a unique atmosphere that seemed forged through contemplation and reflection, but.
“Family Head! This is absolutely something that cannot be overlooked!”
Today was different.
Middle-aged and older warriors who had entered the vast Gajujeon.
Looking at their caps and clothing, one might easily think they were government officials, but they were all elders of the Jegal Sega, the core members of the same generation as the current family head.
In other words, they were those who wielded the most influence and voice within the Sega after the family head.
“You gave away the White Feather Fan!”
“The Second Young Master who secretly slipped away still hasn’t returned!”
“If it was taken by villains, wouldn’t it be the same as our family’s symbol vanishing into thin air!”
The elders criticized the family head’s reckless actions with one voice.
Precisely because he had given the White Feather Fan to Jeok-un.
Lending out a sacred artifact on the family head’s sole decision was already shocking enough, but Jeok-un’s whereabouts were even mysterious.
Naturally, as elders who prioritized the family’s safety above all else, this was absolutely something they could not overlook.
At first glance, their words and actions seemed like bitter but sincere advice.
However, upon closer examination of the conversation, this was different from appearances.
“Stop it, all of you! Nothing is certain yet!”
“Hmph, Jegal Tan! Have you already turned to the Second Young Master’s side?”
“What are you trying to say right now!”
Despite Jegal Tan’s attempts to restrain them, the heads continued their criticism.
As if they had caught a good opportunity.
And the family head, Jegal Mun, who was observing all of this, had an expression that didn’t easily reveal his thoughts, but the atmosphere was definitely subtle.
‘Hehe, they’re doing very well.’
Meanwhile, Lady Oh was watching contentedly from behind with Jegal Wiyeon.
Naturally, she didn’t show it outwardly.
She wasn’t foolish enough for that.
However, Lady Oh had orchestrated all of this and was merely confirming the progress of events in her capacity as a concubine.
‘In about a day or two, that fool will be discovered. Then it’s over.’
Lost the White Feather Fan and even had his dantian shattered?
Such a fool would be immediately expelled from the family.
Not beheading him immediately would be the only mercy the family would show.
‘Ah, I should have done this long ago.’
Lady Oh, intoxicated with victory, looked at Lady Hang, Jeok-un’s mother.
Her gaze flashed eerily for a moment, but only briefly.
Soon it was filled with feigned innocence and false concern.
“Kyaaaah!!”
A sudden scream erupted from outside the hall.
How dare they cause a commotion in front of the Gajujeon.
The elders frowned, but.
“Wh-what…?”
“…This can’t be…!”
The commotion and murmuring outside did not easily subside.
…What on earth was happening?
Just as everyone inside was confused and looking at each other.
Crash!
With a thunderous sound, the doors of the Gajujeon burst wide open as if they might break.
“What on earth is…? Hiiik!!”
Whoosh! Thud!
The elder who first checked the entrance couldn’t finish his words.
Because a corpse had come flying through the suddenly opened main gate.
No, to be precise, it wasn’t a corpse.
It was just in a state that might as well be called a corpse.
“Ugh, uhhh…!”
“!!”
The thrown corpse, Hak-yeong, let out a small groan.
At the moment when everyone was speechless at the sight of him pleading for life with a voice that was almost dying.
“S-Second Young Master…?”
Everyone’s eyes belatedly saw the person who had broken down the door and thrown in the corpse enter.
Jeok-un had appeared.
At that moment when everyone was speechless.
“How fortunate.”
Jeok-un himself opened his mouth with a leisurely attitude, smiling coldly.
Along with a voice filled with coldness and contempt.
“Everyone is gathered in one place.”
Thud!
At that moment, the back door closes.
As if no one would be allowed to escape.
* * *
‘I’ve saved myself the trouble of having to call them out one by one.’
Jeok-un thought peacefully, but in reality, the situation wasn’t so leisurely.
The leaders including the elders in the Main Hall, even Jegal Tan, were all glaring at him.
The reason? It was simple.
He had taken the family treasure and disappeared, then suddenly appeared.
Bringing along a man who was no different from a corpse.
Naturally, it was reasonable to prepare for the possibility that he had been tainted by bloodlust during his disappearance.
‘How sharp, indeed.’
The hostile energy being directed at him now was proof of that.
Gazes filled with hostility or suspicion were pouring down on him.
But among them, only one person.
Only Jegal Mun, the Divine Strategist of the Martial Arts Alliance, was looking at him with eyes filled with complex emotions.
Two assumptions had already formed in Jegal Mun’s mind.
Either Jeok-un had lost his reason to the curse possessed by the demonic weapon, or someone in the family had ordered Jeok-un’s death.
However, even he couldn’t predict one particular fact.
‘Shall I begin now?’
That was precisely what kind of deadly blade dance Jeok-un was about to perform.
Then, the elders who had been quiet shouted loudly.
“Second Young Master! What on earth is this behavior!”
“Who is this person!”
“How dare you commit such outrageous acts in the Jegal Family’s Main Hall!”
“No, more importantly, the White Feather Fan! Where is the White Feather Fan? Surely you didn’t lose it!”
The voices pouring out in confusion were filled with condemnation.
The method to make them shut up at times like this was simple.
Swoosh!
Whooom…!
A show of force.
Jeok-un scattered his energy, enhanced by Tamrang’s power, like an ocean tide.
The eyes of the elders who had been chattering noisily shook as if struck by an earthquake.
‘What… the?’
‘This young master is… at the peak realm?’
Everyone who had thought of Jeok-un as merely second-rate shut their mouths like clams.
The elders of Jegal Sega also possessed skills surpassing the peak realm, but the energy they felt from Jeok-un now contained a momentum that could not be ignored.
Srrring…!
Thunk-!
“…!!”
“!!”
As the elders fell silent, Jeok-un immediately drew two swords from his waist and thrust them into the floor.
The blue-red contrast and the sharp energy that pierced through solid granite like tofu.
At a glance, one could feel an extraordinary aura comparable to Baekwuseon.
Drawing swords within Gajujeon was an outrageous act, but no one said anything about it.
That’s how shocked everyone in the Main Hall was.
Step.
Meanwhile, Jeok-un knelt on one knee and showed proper respect.
“Jeok-un of Jegal Sega has completed his mission and comes to see the Family Head.”
Mission?
Something related to those twin swords?
No, how is this all happening…?
The elders murmured quietly, but since they were all doing it, the sound was quite loud.
However, those noises didn’t reach Jegal Mun’s ears at all as he was in a state of concentration.
‘If he wasn’t afflicted by a curse…’
Jegal Mun’s expression filled with dismay.
Then only one thing remained.
Someone from the family had ambushed Jeok-un.
“…Heaven’s fortune has reached you.”
“That’s correct.”
“Congratulations. You’ve properly become the master of the divine weapons.”
“I’m grateful that you acknowledge it.”
Jeok-un and Jegal Mun exchanged questions and answers calmly, but the other elders couldn’t follow along.
Then, Jegal Mun gave Jeok-un his support.
“Then now explain.”
Then, Jegal Mun pointed to Hak-yeong writhing on the floor and asked.
“Who is that person, and why did you bring him in such a state.”
Jeok-un didn’t answer immediately.
Instead, he took in the gazes directed at him – those of the elders, Jegal Wiyeon, and.
‘Now, look forward to it. Something quite interesting is about to unfold.’
Only after taking in even Lady Oh, the villainess, did he open his mouth.
“An assassin.”
“…!!”
The single word ‘assassin’ had a tremendous effect.
Even Jegal Mun, who had already suspected it, couldn’t speak.
But the words Jeok-un had intentionally placed at the end brought an even greater shock.
“To be precise, an assassin hired by someone ‘here’ to kill me.”
“?!”
“Gasp!!”
A more violent reaction erupted than when the word ‘assassin’ was mentioned.
Most of them thought information about Baekwuseon had leaked out, and external enemies had hired an assassin.
But Jeok-un was clearly saying there was an enemy within Jegal Sega.
Even in this very place.
As everyone looked at each other with eyes filled with suspicion and fear, Jeok-un smiled coldly and said.
“If things had gone according to the assassin’s plan, it would be me lying there with my dantian destroyed, not that bastard.”
Hiss.
A heavy silence fell that made it difficult to breathe.
The matter was that serious.
If, as Jeok-un testified, someone inside had hired an assassin to harm the second young master, this was absolutely not something that could be overlooked.
How dare they try to assassinate the second son of the Jegal Family.
The heads of everyone even slightly involved would mercilessly fly.
‘Damn it, what the hell is going on?’
‘Surely, surely not, right?’
‘Damn it! What the hell kind of mess is this!’
Therefore, the elders were desperately hiding their burning insides.
There was one cause making them anxious.
…Surely, that woman didn’t send the assassin, did she?
They were all hiding their madly pounding hearts while glancing sideways at Lady Oh.
It was then.
“That there’s a villainess among us. Can you prove it?”
Finally, Jegal Mun asked sternly.
Jeok-un answered.
“Of course.”
“Then speak. Who is the family’s traitor?”
Point!
As soon as Jeok-un received Jegal Mun’s question, he pointed to one place with his finger.
The mother and son seated in the back row of elders.
“Lady Oh and Wiyeon.”
“…!”
It was Lady Oh and Jegal Wiyeon.
Everyone gasped.
Among the elders, there were many whose legs gave out and collapsed with a thud.
“Master, this is slander!!”
“No, Father! It’s not us!”
But Lady Oh and Jegal Wiyeon immediately protested that it was slander.
“Do you truly believe that child? Look at that bastard’s eyes! Isn’t he completely blinded by bloodlust?”
Lady Oh’s voice was utterly desperate.
Anyone who didn’t know would have misunderstood that she was truly in an unjust situation.
‘Foolish bastard! Do you think you can beat me with this?’
It was truly the worst situation, but Lady Oh didn’t give up.
She thought she had enough chance of winning.
That idiotic assassin bastard couldn’t serve as evidence.
What would they do if she claimed he was turned into a living corpse like that and threatened to say she was the client?
Moreover, unlike that lowly commoner with nothing.
Wasn’t her family the Geumhwang Sangga, one of the three great merchant groups of the Central Plains?
“Sob! Master, do you truly not trust me after twenty years together?”
She shed chicken-dropping tears and appealed to Jegal Mun.
As Lady Oh appealed to Jegal Mun’s emotions, Jegal Wiyeon came on strong instead.
“Brother, why are you doing this to us! From secretly ambushing during the Waryong Examination, what kind of grudge do you have against us mother and son-!”
Rustle!
It was then.
Something occurred that even Jegal Mun hadn’t anticipated.
Suddenly, a chilling cutting sound rang out.
‘…Huh?’
Jegal Wiyeon was bewildered.
This was the moment when he should have raised his voice even louder at Jeok-un, but no words were coming from his throat.
…What the hell is this?
Before that question could be resolved, suddenly his vision flipped upside down.
Soon after, pitch-black darkness descended before his eyes.
Roll, roll.
Jegal Wiyeon’s severed head rolled across the Main Hall.
“Finally shut your mouth, I see.”
Jeok-un, who had somehow drawn the Ilcheon Sword that had been embedded in the floor, muttered quietly to himself.
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