The World’s Greatest is Dead - Chapter 206

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The Heavenly Supreme Has Died – Episode 206
The circumstances that led to this were simple enough.
Never one to sleep much, I set out for my morning cultivation as I always did, before dawn broke.
Since there was a martial bout scheduled for today, I needed to conserve my strength, so I planned to keep my training light and brief.
Yet having arrived far too early, time hung empty before me.
Before heading to the main hall, I thought I’d take a leisurely stroll around the grounds.
That was truly the only reason.
“Ahahaha. I thought the same thing. Indeed, Miss Mi, you have such a broad and profound mind, don’t you?”
“Oh my, to hear Bang Disciple say such things… I hardly know what to do with myself. Hohoho.”
“….”
The moment I stepped outside, I was confronted with a sight I despised.
At the inn leading to the main hall below, I saw a man engaged in conversation with some woman.
‘Oh, damn it.’
Of all people, it had to be my father.
And it wasn’t as though there was only one woman around him.
Surrounded by a throng of women, laughing and playing about—what else could I call it?
‘Disgusting.’
It was a sight that could only ruin the start of my entire day.
“Say, Bang Disciple. You spent all of yesterday with only Miss Mi… wouldn’t it be alright if I joined you tonight as well?”
“Why not? Of course it’s fine. Do you know any good inns around here?”
“Oh, of course. We know all the best places in this business.”
These women were clearly entertainers. They reeked of their distinctive perfume and carried that seductive grace that only comes from a lifetime spent perfecting such movements.
“Well then, shall we take a chance and try it out?”
Watching that man laugh carelessly despite knowing full well what he was doing, I pressed my palm against my forehead.
‘Ah, what am I to do with that cursed man?’
Why was he behaving this way from the crack of dawn?
No, he’d clearly been carousing all night and only now was it morning.
“Grrk.”
The moment I clenched my teeth without thinking, a sound escaped.
At the intrusive noise, the gazes of those gathered there turned toward me.
“Oh.”
That man I could hardly bear to call my father widened his eyes upon seeing me.
“A—”
Just as he was about to call me his son.
“…Younger brother!”
“Younger brother…?”
What was he saying?
“Ah, there’s my younger brother.”
“…What?”
In an instant, transformed from son to younger brother, my face twisted in displeasure, yet my father suddenly approached and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
“Ahahaha, this is my younger brother right here.”
“Oh my, a younger brother? Bang Disciple had a brother too?”
“Really? They do look alike. Our young master has a cute charm to him as well, doesn’t he?”
“How old are you? What do you think of this sister?”
“….”
I didn’t answer and simply stared at Father instead.
“…Brother. Your eyes are rather frightening.”
“Do you really want to die?”
“Even your words are frightening.”
I suppressed the countless curses I knew and shook off the arm wrapped around me.
In the past, I would have argued about each one of these incidents, but by now I had completely given up.
“…Just enjoy yourself as you wish. Just please don’t cause any trouble? Yes?”
“Come now, when have I ever caused trouble?”
“Your conscience died first, didn’t it? I really don’t know what to do with you.”
“Hahahaha…!”
“…Leave me alone for a moment.”
The sight of him was unbearable. If there was one silver lining—
‘At least no more legitimate siblings are being added.’
My only concern was that if more illegitimate children were added below me, it would become a headache.
There might already be more, but what I didn’t know didn’t matter.
“Ah, brother, you have a martial bout later, right? I’ll definitely come watch.”
“Please, really don’t come. I’m begging you.”
I spoke in genuine alarm.
“Of course I’m going!”
But the man who wouldn’t listen to a word I said seemed to have already made up his mind to attend.
‘Ah, this is giving me a headache.’
That was enough. There was no point in saying anything more.
Thinking so, I excused myself from the room.
-Ahahaha-!
-Hahaha!!
Laughter echoed once more, and as I walked away to escape the sound—
[No matter how you look at it, he’s an amusing fellow.]
Yoo Cheon-gil assessed Father with interest.
“Amusing? That’s nonsense. What’s amusing about that?”
[Don’t you live life with enjoyment?]
“If that’s what enjoyment looks like, I’d rather live a boring life.”
While it does seem like he’s using his considerable talents to his advantage, to my eyes it was nothing but an irresponsible and carefree existence.
Every time I see something like that, there’s only one thought that comes to mind.
“I need to escape this place soon.”
This wretched household.
I had only one thought—I had to escape quickly.
[Then why don’t you escape? Why are you still staying put?]
Yoo Cheon-gil asked me as if he couldn’t understand.
“Pardon?”
[It seems entirely possible for you to leave already, so why do you cling to this house?]
“….”
Whether running away or simply leaving.
It was entirely possible at this point, so why wasn’t I going?
I fell silent for a moment at his words.
“…Tsk.”
Then I clicked my tongue briefly.
He was right. He was right, but.
“…There are reasons. Such things exist.”
I too had reasons I couldn’t leave. I simply didn’t want to explain them to anyone.
[Hmm, I see. Understood.]
Yoo Cheon-gil’s words ended right there in response to me.
He didn’t pry unnecessarily.
Neither did I, and neither did the old man.
We were the kind of relationship where we knew what each other was hiding, yet didn’t care to ask.
A subtle distance where we trusted each other while not quite trusting.
That was me and Yoo Cheon-gil.
[Hmm….]
Yoo Cheon-gil glanced back. He sneaked a look toward where my father had been.
[…So that’s how it is?]
He stared at my father as if finding something intriguing.
What? Just as I was about to ask him why with a puzzled expression.
Whoosh—! Snap—!
“Huh? Ugh!”
A hand burst from the alley and suddenly seized my wrist, dragging me straight into the alley.
It happened so fast I couldn’t even resist.
My vision shifted as I was pulled deeper into the alley. I looked at the owner of the hand with bewildered eyes.
“…Senior?”
Surprisingly, it was the Sword Empress.
She was smiling brightly as she looked at me.
“What?”
I asked in confusion, wondering what this was suddenly about.
“I’ve been thinking about it.”
The Sword Empress spoke to me in an abrupt tone.
“It seems there really isn’t much of another way besides that.”
“Yes?”
What else could it be? What are you talking about?
‘Wait? Could it be?’
“An engagement. Could you do that for me?”
“….”
I narrowed my eyes. So that was what this was about.
“…I already told you last time that I didn’t want to.”
“Why not?”
“Why, you ask…?”
Did I really have to explain why I disliked this? A hundred thoughts flashed through my mind. Honestly, if I listed all my reasons, I could name a hundred, but.
There were far too many reasons that felt awkward to voice aloud, so I couldn’t bring myself to say them.
What should I do? I paused briefly before speaking.
“I already have a fiancée.”
I threw Muyong Youngsoon under the carriage.
“Hmm? That can’t be right. According to what my disciples told me, you already broke off the engagement….”
“….”
I threw her under the carriage, but it backfired. Right, there was Bang Seo-jin.
“…The engagement was broken off, but there’s still the fact that I was engaged before. A sudden engagement with you wouldn’t be appropriate, would it?”
“Hmm.”
“Why do you want to become engaged to me in the first place…?”
“I need it.”
“An engagement? Or.”
I opened my eyes narrowly and asked.
“An engagement with me?”
Whether an engagement itself was necessary, or specifically an engagement with ‘me’.
That’s what I was asking.
The Sword Empress let out a slight laugh upon hearing my question.
“You.”
“….”
The moment I heard those words, I bit my finger.
‘Something strange is getting tangled up again.’
Why did I keep getting caught up in strange situations? I couldn’t understand it.
“…What’s the reason?”
“Do I need to tell you?”
“…So you weren’t planning to tell me?”
This was absurd. She said she needed me for an engagement, but wouldn’t explain why?
The Sword Empress wore a slightly embarrassed expression as she spoke.
“No, if I tell you, it becomes a situation where you absolutely have to….”
“I won’t listen. It’s better if I don’t hear it and don’t do it.”
“My.”
I was firm. It was right not to listen to things I shouldn’t hear.
At my response, the Sword Empress speaks again.
“How could it not work?”
“Yes. It doesn’t seem like it will.”
“Hmm….”
A hint of contemplation crosses her face.
Then.
“Very well then.”
Surprisingly, she gives up easily. What? Just as I’m slightly taken aback by the Sword Empress’s surrender.
“Then, I’d appreciate it if you could visit Miss Mi with me later.”
“…Yes?”
“I’ll compensate you as well.”
“….”
If she says Miss Mi.
‘Is that the place she mentioned before?’
The words the Sword Empress was about to add while introducing herself.
I recalled what she was trying to introduce herself as at Miss Mi.
My expression changed as I recalled it.
“Senior.”
“Yes.”
“You mentioned something earlier.”
“Yes?”
“About needing an engagement with me.”
“Yes, I did.”
“That.”
I erased my expression and asked the Sword Empress.
“Is it an engagement with the Protagonist that’s needed?”
“….”
The Sword Empress’s eyes widened upon hearing my words.
“My goodness.”
And she laughs.
The moment the Sword Empress laughs.
Shiiiiver.
Chills ran down my spine.
“I’ve heard it several times from my disciples, but you’re quite sharp. I wondered how such a beautifully featured child could bear the name of the Sword Saint.”
[What did she just…? What did that mean-]
“Now I’m beginning to understand?”
“….”
The Sword Empress continued to smile, but I saw blades in her eyes.
What is this sensation?
It felt as though sword tips were pointed at me from all directions.
[Oh, so even with half-circulation reversal, you can still use that. Good child, this is valuable experience. Feel it truly.]
Feel what? Is he telling me to feel this eerie sensation?
In any case, since it came from Yoo Cheon-gil, I focused.
“That’s right. I need you. You, the Sword Saint.”
“…Why?”
“Do you want to hear?”
“….”
“It’s fine if you don’t listen now. What matters is that I hope you’ll help me. In return, I’ll give you something worthwhile.”
“…Something worthwhile, you say?”
The Sword Empress smiled bewitchingly and whispered to me.
“The Great Moon Grass. I’ll tell you where it is.”
‘The Great Moon Grass?’
The moment I narrowed my eyes at this unfamiliar herb.
[Good child.]
Yoo Cheon-gil spoke to me.
His voice was completely different from before.
[Accept it.]
Accept the Sword Empress’s proposal.
Yoo Cheon-gil spoke gravely like that, but.
“I’ll give it some thought. Will you give me time for that?”
What came out of my mouth was something different, and.
“Of course. Would this evening work if I come by?”
“Yes, I’ll see you then.”
Thus my conversation with the Sword Empress ended.

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After parting ways with the Sword Empress, I arrived at Bonmeng.
Until then, I hadn’t exchanged a single word with Yoo Cheon-gil.
Yoo Cheon-gil said nothing to me, who had ignored his words.
And I wasn’t asking him anything in return.
‘Great Moon Grass.’
What could that be? Why had Yoo Cheon-gil reacted so intensely to it?
I was genuinely curious, but I didn’t ask about it either.
‘The name itself seems connected to the Cheonwol Sect.’
A grass of the great moon.
Even a simple interpretation made it obviously related to the Cheonwol Sect.
Or perhaps it was related to Yoo Cheon-gil rather than the Cheonwol Sect itself.
That would explain why he reacted so urgently.
‘Hmm.’
Should I ask? I considered it, but ultimately didn’t.
Yoo Cheon-gil hadn’t explained it to me first either.
And now wasn’t the right time to ask anyway.
That’s also why I hadn’t given the Sword Empress an immediate answer.
‘I need to focus first.’
Right now, I had to concentrate on the task at hand rather than the Sword Empress, so I gave no answer.
The task at hand.
I had to conduct the martial tournament of the Yongbong Conference first.
Thirty-two fighters.
With so few matches remaining, I had to see this through carefully.
My father, the Sword Empress, none of it mattered right now.
With that thought, I looked at the wooden board before me.
It was the board listing my opponent.
“…Damn it.”
Seeing the name of my opponent written there, I couldn’t help but let out a curse.
“Seriously….”
The name written there. Seeing it made my already foul mood even worse.
Bangseong-yeon of the Yeolyeong Bang Clan.
Namgung Cheon of the Namgung Family.
“The matchups are absolutely terrible.”
My opponent this time was Naelyong.

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