The Granddaughter of Manhyang Escort Bureau Hides Her Magic - Chapter 141

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Chapter 141

 

“Then we’ll take our leave now.”

 

Shin Ah said her farewells while looking after Mugyeol. It had only been one hour since she and Mugyeol had entered the Murim Alliance Leader’s private quarters.

 

As the two quietly began to walk away, Namgung Ganggyeong suddenly raised his hand and called out to them.

 

“Wait.”

 

Shin Ah and Mugyeol turned around simultaneously.

 

“Mugyeol, come here before dawn breaks tomorrow.”

 

“Just me alone?”

 

While answering the Alliance Leader, Mugyeol looked at Shin Ah.

 

Shin Ah smiled brightly and nodded her head.

 

“Yes, I will do so.”

 

The Alliance Leader let out a hollow laugh. He was dumbfounded by how Mugyeol only answered after seeking permission from Shin Ah.

 

However, he didn’t particularly point it out.

 

‘That child is a courier worker and Shin Ah is an Escort Warrior, so it might be natural.’

 

After Shin Ah and Mugyeol left, the Alliance Leader rose from his seat and approached the window.

 

His eyes as he opened the window and looked outside were so deep and dark that his intentions were difficult to fathom.

 

“Oyeon.”

 

“Yes, did you call for me?”

 

Namgung Oyeon approached the Alliance Leader’s side.

 

“That child.”

 

“Yes.”

 

The Alliance Leader couldn’t continue his words for a long while.

 

“Does the child’s condition fall short of your expectations?”

 

Namgung Oyeon recalled Namgung Ganggyeong taking Mugyeol’s pulse and exclaiming that he was a prodigy.

 

No matter how she looked at it, he had been filled with joy at that time.

 

‘But his reaction has changed so much in such a short time?’

 

When Namgung Oyeon was worrying about what on earth had happened, Namgung Ganggyeong barely managed to continue speaking.

 

“The child’s vessel is excellent.”

 

That was why he had decided to teach Mugyeol.

 

“However…”

 

“It’s not clear.”

 

That was why he was troubled about how much to teach him.

 

One might think that for a martial artist, having a large and solid vessel was enough and clarity didn’t matter much, but to simultaneously achieve the righteousness and strength they pursued, a clear soul was essential.

 

“Can you read such things?”

 

It wasn’t something he had read through Pulse Reading. Even a master who had reached the Hwa-gyeong realm couldn’t discern a person’s true nature through pulse reading alone.

 

Namgung Ganggyeong’s ability to read the thick, dark, indescribable something that filled Mugyeol’s inner self was thanks to his accumulated experience.

 

Since taking the position of Alliance Leader, he had met countless different types of people.

 

Cunning ones, wicked ones, cruel ones, greedy ones, those who desired without giving anything in return…

 

Through this, he had come to be able to guess a person’s true nature if he observed them long enough.

 

‘I thought he had no greed, but he’s a child with greater greed than anyone else. The problem is I have no way of knowing what that greed is.’

 

Last time, their meeting was too brief for it to be revealed, but this time was different. Since he had been observing Mugyeol for nearly a full hour, he could see it.

 

The greed hidden deep within Mugyeol.

 

“Then, wouldn’t it be better to cut the bud now before it becomes dangerous?”

 

Namgung Oyeon asked.

 

Instead of opening his mouth, Namgung Ganggyeong closed his eyes.

 

The Alliance Leader had always provided guidance when his subordinates were lost, but this time he couldn’t answer easily. Because he couldn’t make hasty judgments about Murim’s future.

 

Murim had been peaceful for a very long time.

 

The frost-like spirit that had gathered at sword tips had disappeared, everyone lived for personal advancement, and unity for righteousness had weakened.

 

In a way, it was natural for the Demon Cult to stir. Animals that appear weak inevitably become prey.

 

In this situation, it would be good if he himself were strong, but unfortunately, the Alliance Leader’s body was growing weaker by the day.

 

How much time do I have left?

 

The Alliance Leader’s face grew even darker as he quietly calculated.

 

The Alliance Leader was worried about his death and Murim’s future. That’s why he had worked tirelessly to unite Murim as one.

 

However, he failed repeatedly. It was because of the Demon Cult members hiding throughout Murim. They schemed and interfered with Murim’s harmony.

 

To counter the Demon Cult, the Alliance Leader devoted his efforts to nurturing disciples.

 

However, there were ordinary talents but no exceptional ones, and even if there were, they lacked just a bit to become the world’s greatest.

 

And since most were absorbed only in their own martial arts, they hit limits once they reached a certain level.

 

‘If you polish one thing, you can become a sharp awl. But Cheonma isn’t someone who can be stopped by a mere awl.’

 

Only by pressing with dozens of awls, hundreds of blades, and thousands of axes could Cheonma be brought down.

 

Knowing this, the Alliance Leader needed a talent who wouldn’t be buried in a single martial art. He desperately needed a genius who could look around broadly and take only the advantages of various martial arts to make them his own.

 

But it was only wishful thinking – the Alliance Leader himself didn’t actually expect such a child to exist.

 

If someone had even a little talent, they would be taken and raised by the Nine Sects, One Alliance, or Five Great Families from early on, making it impossible to raise a child to oppose the Demon Cult.

 

So the Alliance Leader waited for opportunity while creating his own new martial arts.

 

A sword sharper, swifter, and heavier than the Namgung sword was born.

 

As powerful as the sword was, it wasn’t easy to learn, and one had to know well when to draw the sword and when to sheathe it.

 

‘That’s why I couldn’t pass this sword to the Namgung family. It doesn’t harmonize with the family’s other martial arts.’

 

No matter that it was created by the Murim Alliance Leader, he couldn’t tell a Namgung child to abandon the family’s other sword techniques and movement techniques to learn only this.

 

To tell them to learn it first and pick and choose as they pleased, there was no child with the talent to do so.

 

The disappointed Alliance Leader recalled Mugyeol’s constitution.

 

At least the vessel that was the child called Mugyeol was large and wide enough to contain the martial arts he had created. However, he couldn’t know whether what would be contained within would be clear water or filth.

 

They say greed calls for power, but sometimes power calls for greed as well.

 

If one pursued power they couldn’t control, they could fall into qi deviation.

 

Should he take such risks to teach Mugyeol?

 

‘Would that truly be for Murim’s sake?’

 

As the Alliance Leader’s worries deepened, Namgung Oyeon spoke up.

 

“Alliance Leader, if you’re simply worried about his nature, couldn’t we guide him to the right path through education? Aren’t humans originally born evil and made good through education?”

 

The Alliance Leader looked at Namgung Oyeon, who advocated the theory of evil human nature.

 

“You’re right. I don’t have time.”

 

The Alliance Leader didn’t have enough time left to wait and search for someone better than Mugyeol. The Alliance Leader felt his hands trembling slightly and let out a deep breath.

 

‘What should I do about this?’

 

After long contemplation, the Alliance Leader thought of Shin Ah.

 

A child with ability who radiated a clear and bright energy.

 

And a child who held Mugyeol’s leash regardless of his own will.

 

‘That child must always be by his side.’

 

The Alliance Leader made his decision.

 

“Bring me brush and paper. I need to send a message to Manhyang Express. Prepare a carrier pigeon.”

 

“Have you made your decision?”

 

‘For now, I can only watch and see.’

 

Namgung Ganggyeong, who had been gazing into the distant sky, nodded his head.

 

* * *

 

The secret lessons between the Alliance Leader and Mugyeol began.

 

Though the Alliance Leader had never explicitly called them secret, it naturally became so since these two tight-lipped individuals met at dawn before daybreak and held lessons in the inner quarters where not just anyone could enter.

 

On the first day the Alliance Leader summoned him, Mugyeol visited the Alliance Leader’s quarters with great anticipation.

 

According to what he heard from Shin Ah, the Murim Alliance Leader was one of the top masters in the martial world.

 

‘Is he the best in the world?’

 

‘I’m not sure about that either. But he should be stronger than Master Chifung.’

 

At the words that he was stronger than Ok Chifung, Mugyeol’s heart pounded.

 

But on the first day, the Alliance Leader threw books, brush, and paper in front of Mugyeol instead of a sword.

 

“Read aloud and copy everything down.”

 

Mugyeol stared blankly at the Alliance Leader, not understanding why he was being asked to do this.

 

The Alliance Leader thought that Mugyeol, sitting obediently on his knees with puffed cheeks, finally looked his age.

 

How pleasant it was to see him showing emotions on his face, whether dissatisfaction or anything else.

 

A faint smile appeared at the corners of the Alliance Leader’s mouth.

 

“You have the face of someone who doesn’t understand the reason. When you come to understand that reason, you’ll be able to hold a sword instead of a brush. Do you understand?”

 

Mugyeol wanted to immediately return to Shin Ah and tell her that the Alliance Leader seemed more like a scholar than a warrior, and that he would look for another master for martial arts.

 

However, remembering Shin Ah who had seen him off at the door at dawn, he couldn’t do that.

 

‘She looked at me with eyes that believed I would do well. She even patted my shoulder.’

 

Mugyeol reflexively placed his hand on the shoulder where Shin Ah’s touch had lingered.

 

He didn’t want to disappoint Shin Ah.

 

With that thought, Mugyeol answered obediently.

 

“Yes. I understand. How long do I need to do this?”

 

“I already told you. Until you find the answer.”

 

Something like this, couldn’t he find the answer in just one hour? It’s not like climbing a cliff.

 

Mugyeol confidently picked up the brush.

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