The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63

 

Finally, the day scheduled for the meeting with Geomma had arrived.

 

Wearing the black robes he had worn when first coming to the Demonic Sect and carrying the black iron sword at his side, Cheongun left a letter for Yeso and went outside.

 

[Today is a day off.]

 

Leaving it with the meaning to do whatever she wanted, he came outside to find Cheongsoso already there waiting for Cheongun.

 

“I don’t like making people wait.”

 

“Is that so.”

 

What kind of person is this, he wondered.

 

She must have sensed his presence, yet she showed a reaction as if it didn’t matter at all.

 

Some people find such reactions unpleasant, while others do not.

 

Fortunately, Cheongun belonged to the latter group.

 

If he hadn’t, he probably would have been killed by his father long ago.

 

“Let’s go. There’s nothing good about dragging out time.”

 

It was just before dawn.

 

In the darkest hour, Cheongun and Cheongsoso headed together to Cheongsoso’s abode.

 

Wondering why they had come here, it seemed the mountain behind it was where Geomma was living in seclusion.

 

“Was this the way?”

 

“Yes. That’s why it was easy to meet him. It’s right behind my chamber.”

 

They said if you set foot in Geomma’s territory, your head would roll.

 

Indeed, where exactly did Geomma’s territory begin and end?

 

They entered the mountain and climbed up, but even after ascending quite a bit, nothing particularly special could be felt.

 

“It’s a strange place.”

 

“Is it? It’s not ordinary. It’s where Geomma lives in seclusion.”

 

“It seems Geomma didn’t make his territory very wide.”

 

“Yes. He said conflicts with The Sect would create too many troublesome matters. We’ll arrive soon.”

 

Along with those words, a small warning sign came into view.

 

[Do you consider one step equal to your life?]

 

Was he a kinder person than expected?

 

Seeing that he had even made such a warning sign himself.

 

“Oh, by the way, I made this.”

 

“Is it okay now?”

 

At those words, Cheongsoso let out a light laugh.

 

“Are you afraid?”

 

“I am afraid.”

 

“Really?”

 

An answer that always defied expectations.

 

She had thought he would answer with an indifferent expression, giving the feeling that he wasn’t afraid at all.

 

But the actual answer he gave was one that agreed with the question about being afraid.

 

Of course, his expression remained unchanged without any variation.

 

“Are you also afraid of death?”

 

Cheongun looked at such Cheongsoso and answered.

 

“I’m afraid relationships might become twisted.”

 

Usually, those who are in such places are mostly people with clear standards.

 

Those standards are sometimes so objective that anyone would agree, but there are often cases where they are not.

 

In this Demonic Sect especially, there are cases where the strong person’s mood becomes the law.

 

“I’ll go in first.”

 

Cheongsoso took a step forward from the warning sign.

 

Naturally, nothing changed.

 

Then she looked at Cheongun with peaceful eyes as if to say let’s go.

 

“Then…”

 

Cheongun also followed Cheongsoso and took a step forward.

 

And the moment he took that step.

 

“Ha.”

 

Cheongun let out a sigh like a short lament and instantly drew his sword.

 

Then he channeled an enormous amount of internal energy into his sword.

 

Crack, crackle.

 

Sword energy flew from somewhere unknown.

 

Naturally, sword energy thick with deadly intent aimed precisely at Cheongun’s neck.

 

Even though he had clearly blocked it, the sword energy showed no signs of retreating or disappearing, fiercely seeking Cheongun’s neck as if to achieve its original purpose.

 

‘How tremendous.’

 

Simply deflecting the launched sword energy was not easily accomplished.

 

“Hoo…”

 

Cheongun let out a light sigh and channeled even more internal energy.

 

It was too early to show Cheongun’s swordsmanship here.

 

Since the opponent had also purely wrapped internal energy around his sword and launched sword energy, shouldn’t he respond in the same manner?

 

Sword energy is like a flow of power that has left one’s hand.

 

In a clash between forces that have begun to collide, the side that has already left its original master’s hand becomes difficult to respond to imbalances.

 

Naturally, this sword energy also had such aspects.

 

Though it was so slight it could barely be called a gap, it could not escape Cheongun’s eyes.

 

Cheongun immediately began to gradually change the sword’s path in that direction, and before long, the already unbalanced sword energy split in half and flew backward.

 

Swoosh.

 

Only the sound of cutting through something could be heard.

 

No sounds of breaking or exploding roars were heard.

 

It wasn’t just internal energy launched forth, but sword energy that maintained the sword’s inherent nature of cutting and slicing.

 

However, there was no time to explore that power.

 

At the same time as cutting through the sword energy, the tip of Cheongun’s sword, having achieved its purpose, was not pointed toward the scabbard.

 

But directly at Cheongsoso’s neck.

 

Even though the tip slightly touched and a little blood flowed out, there was no change at all in Cheongsoso’s expression.

 

“…”

 

“You have nothing to say.”

 

“What should I say?”

 

“Anything.”

 

Should it be called Cheongun’s anger?

 

No, it wasn’t quite anger.

 

Evidence that his current mood was very uncomfortable showed in his expression.

 

Cheongsoso simply found that expression interesting.

 

“Is there some problem?”

 

“To say there isn’t would be somewhat noisy affair.”

 

“Wun. If you couldn’t block it, that would be unfortunate.”

 

Yes, this is how this person originally was.

 

If he had failed to block this and his head had rolled on the ground like others.

 

That would have been that.

 

He would only be briefly remembered as some unknown person from the Righteous Sect who had said interesting things.

 

“…Hoo.”

 

If earlier it had been a sigh, this time it was a deep breath.

 

With that one deep breath, Cheongun blew away his extremely unpleasant current feelings and soon sheathed his sword.

 

“Let’s depart.”

 

“Yes. This way.”

 

Without even wiping the little blood that had flowed on her neck, Cheongsoso led the way with a smile slightly brighter and more radiant than her usual smile, as if something had made her particularly happy.

 

‘She was a monster…?’

 

How many people could handle Geomma’s sword energy like this, let alone anyone else.

 

Cheongsoso wanted to observe Cheongun’s swordsmanship more closely, but it was impossible right now, which was somewhat disappointing.

 

As they continued along the path a bit more, a small house soon came into view.

 

And what appeared to be the owner of that house…

 

‘A lady?’

 

This was completely unexpected.

 

Moreover, from her appearance, she seemed to be just past her early twenties, didn’t she?

 

She had deep black hair that would suit demonic energy better than anyone else, and crimson red eyes so intense they seemed consumed by murderous intent.

 

Yet despite that murderous aura, she was looking this way with subtle eyes that held a languid and weary gaze that didn’t match her killing intent.

 

“Is that person… Geomma?”

 

“Yes. That’s right.”

 

Her appearance was completely opposite to what he had imagined.

 

The most shocking thing was, of course, her youthful appearance.

 

‘She’s achieved rejuvenation.’

 

Upon reaching a certain level, an aging body returns to its most vigorous state.

 

“I can understand Soso, but who might the one beside her be.”

 

This was quite a high level of voice transmission.

 

Even though he was looking directly at Geomma with his own eyes, he couldn’t precisely perceive where the sound was coming from.

 

“I greet Geomma. This is the man I mentioned before.”

 

“…Ah, the child from the Righteous Sect?”

 

“Yes, that’s right.”

 

From Geomma’s perspective, he was indeed a very, very interesting existence.

 

Meeting someone from the Righteous Sect was a story from an immeasurably long time ago.

 

His age was a bit disappointing, but seeing how he deflected the sword energy, he was certainly a fairly useful child.

 

“This is the first time you’ve brought someone.”

 

“It just… happened this way.”

 

“I see. Come here.”

 

Her voice toward Cheongsoso was quite gentle.

 

Though her gaze remained weary and languid.

 

Cheongun was also surprised.

 

How could she contain such murderous intent in those eyes.

 

With Geomma’s permission, the distance gradually closed.

 

The closer they got, the thicker and stronger Geomma’s murderous aura became, felt even through the skin.

 

Nevertheless, Cheongun did not take his gaze away from Geomma’s eyes.

 

When he finally approached right in front of her.

 

Cheongun realized how Geomma could contain murderous intent in those weary eyes.

 

Geomma’s murderous aura was not killing intent born from the will to kill others.

 

It simply seemed that her firm belief that no one could escape death if she so desired manifested as murderous aura.

 

“But hasn’t it been quite a while since someone blocked Geomma’s sword energy?”

 

“Soya.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“It’s not that blocking it makes one special, but that those who cannot block it are inferior.”

 

“Whew… I always feel this, but Geomma’s standards are too high.”

 

“It’s that yours are low. That’s why you’re struggling so much.”

 

Saying this, Geomma glanced at Cheongun.

 

Though her gaze remained weary, looking him up and down wasn’t exactly a pleasant sight.

 

“This time, you’ve brought a fairly useful child.”

 

“Right?”

 

“So, how does a child from the Righteous Sect come to be with Soso?”

 

He had hoped she might have provided some explanation, but apparently not.

 

And Cheongsoso condensed everything that had happened into a single sentence.

 

“Wun killed Pokdanma.”

 

This was a conversational method Cheongun usually avoided, but these two didn’t seem to mind.

 

It probably meant stories that didn’t need to be told and didn’t need to be heard.

 

“…Is that true?”

 

“Yes. Then he created the false accusation that Geomma’s disciple did it.”

 

He wondered if it was okay to say such things.

 

How could one view positively the situation of openly saying they had framed your disciple for murder.

 

Fortunately, Geomma didn’t seem particularly concerned.

 

“Those who are deceived are also foolish. I even made a pact with the Sect Leader that I wouldn’t take disciples.”

 

“Though it’s a different Sect Leader now.”

 

“Anyway.”

 

Glancing at Cheongun once more, Geomma leisurely rose from her seat, turned around, and went inside.

 

“Come in.”

 

Following Geomma inside, a modest interior greeted them.

 

A place to rest one’s body.

 

And a place to eat.

 

It seemed no more space was needed beyond this.

 

“How did you kill that madman?”

 

Finally, the first question directed at Cheongun.

 

“I killed him with something he made.”

 

“Something he made? Thunder Orbs?”

 

Geomma’s face instantly hardened.

 

The weary expression that seemed unbreakable.

 

That seemed like it would never disappear, vanished.

 

And then deep disgust began to rise.

 

“Similar, but different.”

 

“Similar but different… I don’t particularly like things that are just words.”

 

There was no reason not to show her.

 

And if he could receive recognition without directly demonstrating Cheongun’s swordsmanship, that would be the best method.

 

Cheongun drew his sword, but there was no change in Geomma’s gaze.

 

Even though he could swing his sword at this close distance if he wished.

 

“I did it like this.”

 

Cheongun’s sword tip pointed toward Geomma.

 

With still emotionless eyes, with a gaze that said he was only showing because she had requested it.

 

And soon, Cheongun’s internal energy began to circulate rapidly at the sword’s tip.

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