The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 105

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 105
“…What did you say?”
I froze mid-bite, my spoon still clutched in my hand.
What title?
Thinking I’d misheard, I furrowed my brow.
Hearing my response, Cheon Euijin chuckled and spoke.
“The Lesser Sword Saint. That is what people call Bang Disciple.”
“….”
It seemed I hadn’t misheard, as Cheon Euijin repeated himself.
Because of this, I had to set down the spoon I’d been holding.
“…The Lesser Sword Saint.”
“Yes, that’s correct.”
“…Ah…. I see.”
Apparently unaware of my lukewarm reaction, Cheon Euijin continued speaking to me with an excited expression.
“It’s truly remarkable. Not just anything, but the Lesser Sword Saint….”
“…That…. Ah, yes.”
I wanted to say something, but the words wouldn’t come easily.
My throat was filled with countless things to say, yet I couldn’t seem to voice any of them.
Simply.
‘…I have an epithet.’
For the first time in my life, I was left utterly dumbfounded by receiving a title.
As a martial artist, this should have been cause for greater joy than anything else.
‘…Is this right?’
Rather than feeling real, I was simply bewildered.
And not just any title—the Lesser Sword Saint.
It stemmed from my having killed Palduyeok with my own hands.
Moreover.
‘It must be because of my connection to the Sword Saint.’
The fact that I am Geomseong’s Predecessor must have already spread throughout the Dang Clan.
It seems they’ve woven these facts together to create this name.
But even so.
‘Can they really attach the name Sword Saint so easily?’
Even with the character “Lesser” prefixed, a Sword Saint is still a Sword Saint.
Considering the influence the Sword Saint currently wields across the Central Plains, this isn’t something that should be bestowed so casually.
‘This is absurd, truly.’
I had to let out a hollow breath at the sudden fact that I was being called the Lesser Sword Saint.
“Bang Disciple? Are you alright?”
“…Ah, yes. I’m fine.”
At Cheon Euijin’s words, I forced myself to pick up my spoon again.
Meanwhile, my stomach was desperately hungry, so I had to force down the rice.
I was reluctantly eating when Cheon Euijin spoke to me again.
“Regarding the situation, it seems the senior wrote an account and sent an official dispatch to headquarters.”
“I see.”
Matters concerning Patcheon Gung and the attack on the Dang Clan.
Do-hyeong had apparently compiled these and submitted a report to headquarters.
‘Well, it would have been stranger not to report it.’
With an incident of this magnitude exposed, such a report was inevitable.
“So, has there been anything else happening in the Dang Clan since then?”
“Including the Lord of the Clan, several people are apparently searching for spies, but….”
Cheon Euijin hesitated for a moment before continuing.
“When traces are discovered, they either commit suicide or refuse to speak even when captured, it seems.”
“…Hmm.”
So they are capturing them. From what I heard, there seemed to be quite a considerable number.
‘Is this actually fine?’
The number of spies exceeding a certain threshold.
‘They might be infiltrated more deeply than expected.’
The Dang Clan is one of the current Five Great Families with considerable influence.
Not only have spies emerged from such a clan, but from what Cheon Euijin said, there appear to be quite many of them.
‘If things are like this.’
Our situation also becomes far from favorable.
“Heavenly Supreme.”
“Ah, yes.”
“Has there perhaps been a problem with us returning to Cheongwol Sect?”
“…!”
At my words, Cheon Euijin’s eyes widened. It seemed I had guessed correctly.
‘Damn.’
Not only had an incident erupted internally, but they were in the process of finding and dealing with spies.
In such circumstances, even if we came as guests.
‘Our feet would naturally be bound.’
From the Dang Clan’s perspective, we were potential threats.
It was obvious they wouldn’t let us leave easily until the situation was somewhat resolved.
‘Seeing that food was served, they still seem to be treating us as guests for now….’
The neatly arranged dishes on the table.
Looking at this, it did seem the Dang Clan was still treating us well.
However.
‘There are many martial artists positioned around.’
I was aware that far more Dang Clan martial artists were visible around the dormitory where we were staying than before.
The pretext was protection.
They would claim that martial artists were deployed in large numbers in case another attack occurred.
‘But that’s just the excuse—the real reason is surveillance.’
A vigilance prepared for any unforeseen circumstances.
Since we are equally dangerous elements, this was undoubtedly what the Dang Clan had undertaken.
‘They treat us as benefactors while concealing their true intentions beneath the surface.’
If I mentioned returning to the Cheongwol Sect, they would surely block me by bringing up the situation.
“Tsk.”
It was becoming somewhat tedious. As I was thinking this way.
“For now, we did agree to speak once the Lord of the Clan returns, but….”
I furrowed my brow at Cheon Euijin’s awkwardly spoken words.
“He hasn’t arrived yet. That’s what you’re saying.”
“…That’s correct.”
Among the current Dang Clan, Dokuou was expected to be the busiest.
For now, I had no choice but to wait until he arrived.
‘Since my body is in this state anyway, why not simply enjoy some leisure?’
From my perspective, it didn’t seem entirely unfavorable.
After all, this was a time when I couldn’t overexert myself until my body recovered.
Even now, honestly, lifting a spoon felt overwhelming.
‘For now, I’ll rest and observe the situation.’
Without a better option, watching patiently was the best course of action.
With that thought, I scooped a handful of rice and placed it in my mouth.
‘As for the matter of the alias…well.’
The Dang Clan was calling me the Lesser Sword Saint.
But it was merely a title circulating only within the Dang Clan itself.
‘It might not last very long, who knows?’
It could fade away before long.
Thinking this way, I tried to ease my mind somewhat.
But at that time, I did not know.
Rumors arising from within the Five Great Clans themselves.
Possessed far greater influence than I had imagined.

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“It’s the Sword Saint.”
“…That young man is the Sword Saint?”
“The one who killed Ma Hyeok-chang and saved the Dang Clan?”
“I thought he’d be a giant from the rumors alone… but that’s not the case. He looks much younger than I expected.”
“And he’s quite handsome too?”
….
It was difficult to lift my head against the voices coming from all directions.
I tried my best to ignore them and keep walking, but it wasn’t easy.
‘…This is annoying.’
I pressed my brow.
Several more days had passed since the incident, during my time at the Dang Clan.
My body still hadn’t fully recovered, but I’d regained enough mobility to move about.
Thus, I was now in a county town in Sichuan.
My purpose was none other than to locate the Martial Arts Alliance branch that should be in this county.
“Are you truly alright?”
As I walked, ignoring the stares, the woman beside me spoke to me.
It was Dang Yeeran.
She had come along as my guide to the county town, though in reality she was here to watch over me.
Needless to say, it wasn’t just her—the Dang Clan martial artists had come along as well.
Glancing back, I could see a group of Dang Clan martial artists, though not quite ten of them.
‘This is quite the luxury.’
When would I ever get to experience an escort of such powerful martial artists?
I knew well that it was called an escort, but in truth it was surveillance. Still, it didn’t matter much.
“I’m fine.”
When Dang Yeeran tried to support me again, I raised my hand to brush her off casually.
Even so, the voices continued.
“They say the Sword Saint hasn’t even reached his twenties… but surely….”
“With such a delicate frame, he defeated a peak-stage martial artist…?”
“I heard he used Sword Force.”
“What… Sword Force?”
The whispers came from all around as people looked at me.
There were so many people, and they all seemed to know who I was.
‘How did it come to this?’
How had the rumors spread so far?
Just days ago, it seemed the commotion was confined within the Dang Clan, and I’d hoped it would die down quickly.
The moment I arrived at the county town, I realized that hope was in vain.
-The Sword Saint….
-Truly the Sword Saint….
-That young man….
-My Sowoldae uniform….
Most people in the prefecture recognized me.
It was the same with bringing along the Dang Clan Martial Artists.
The clothes I’m wearing now represent Cheongwol Sect’s elite unit.
The fact that it’s the Sowoldae uniform might also be problematic.
‘Tch.’
The rumors seemed to spread far wider and faster than expected.
Ah, surely not.
‘They wouldn’t mobilize all the way to Gaebang, would they?’
Gaebang was one of the Nine Great Factions and the organization responsible for information throughout the Central Plains.
They were so renowned in their field that people said when they moved, the entire flow of the Central Plains shifted.
‘No way.’
Would Gaebang really mobilize over this…?
I wanted to believe it wouldn’t happen.
Thinking such thoughts, I resumed walking.
Then.
[Why do you look so gloomy? If you’ve gained a reputation, you should just be happy about it. Tsk tsk.]
Yoo Cheon-gil, floating in the sky, spoke to me.
And right beside him.
[This bastard…. It would’ve been fine if he came alone….]
Dokjon was glaring at me with a demonic expression.
“….”
I was already exhausted just coming out, and now I had to travel with these ghosts.
It truly wasn’t easy.
I forcibly ignored them and swallowed a sigh.
‘Ugh.’
As if I wanted to come out in the first place.
If it were up to me, I would’ve just stayed at the Dang Clan.
But.
‘What can I do? Orders are orders.’
Something had come up. The reason was that Cheongwol Sect had sent a letter.
Moreover, they didn’t send it directly to the Dang Clan, but to the Martial Arts Alliance Branch.
Additionally, since the message contained instructions that I had to come personally to receive it, the Dang Clan also permitted me to go out.
So I had some doubts.
‘Why me specifically, not Do-hyeong or Cheon Euijin?’
Those two were also people of Cheongwol Sect.
The fact that they singled me out bothered me.
‘Did something happen?’
It had to be something related to me, which is probably why they’re doing this.
‘…Hmm.’
I desperately hoped it would be nothing serious.
While walking with such fervent prayers in my heart.
“Um, Bang Disciple.”
Dang Yeeran, who stood beside me, spoke up.
“Yes.”
“Ah… It’s not that anything’s wrong, but perhaps…”
“Yes.”
“That is…”
“…?”
Dang Yeeran hesitated without properly continuing her words. Curious about her behavior, I glanced over and noticed her face had flushed slightly.
“This evening… if you have time…”
“This evening, you say?”
“Yes. If your schedule permits…”
Just as Dang Yeeran was about to say something more.
Whinnnnng—!
The sound of a horse’s cry rang out. A carriage was rushing toward us from ahead. The distance was closing rapidly.
I immediately grabbed Dang Yeeran’s shoulder.
“Huh!?”
I felt Dang Yeeran flinch at the sudden contact.
The carriage was barreling toward her, so I pulled her back just in case.
“Ah, my apologies.”
I immediately released her hand afterward.
“…Ah. No, that’s…”
Dang Yeeran uttered words in a dazed voice with a startled expression, but I was staring at the carriage that had just passed, not at her.
“What is this…?”
Why was someone driving so recklessly? And in the Yeolyeong region at that?
Thinking they might be mad, I glared at the carriage.
“…Huh?”
As I examined the carriage, my body instinctively froze.
It was a large, luxurious carriage.
A blue carriage that appeared even finer than the one provided by Cheongwol Gate.
Luxury itself could certainly be explained—there were plenty of wealthy people in the world.
The problem was.
“…That’s… that’s…”
The flag attached to the carriage.
And the emblem drawn upon that flag.
“Why is it here…?”
That was what shocked me.
I knew that distinctive emblem far too well.
There was no way I couldn’t.
That symbol represented the most famous place from Yeolyeong, where I grew up.
“…Ah, surely not.”
My heart raced wildly of its own accord.
The carriage had stopped for some reason.
The carriage that had been moving just moments ago came to an abrupt halt, as if all that motion had been an illusion.
Watching it and the symbol, an eerie chill ran through me.
“It can’t be… it shouldn’t be, right?”
It absolutely couldn’t be.
‘She’ couldn’t possibly be here.
That’s what I desperately hoped.
Creak—!
The door of the stopped carriage slowly began to open.
Tap.
A snow-white foot emerged from within, and the person inside revealed themselves.
“…!”
Upon confirming the figure, my body froze like stone.
A woman with pale skin and black hair.
The moment she appeared, she drew the gaze of everyone around her.
A peerless beauty.
She was a woman whose beauty was so striking that mere sight of her inspired awe.
After gracefully descending from the carriage, she
“Hmm.”
let out a soft hum and spoke while looking toward me.
“Found you?”
The moment I heard those words.
“Damn—!”
“Bang Disciple…!?”
I turned and fled like a madman.
Whether my legs ached or not didn’t matter.
I had to
‘Why is that lunatic here…!’
escape from that insane woman immediately.

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