The Beggar Young Master of the Namgung Clan Chapter 168 : What Happened (2)

This was definitely reality.

And the fact that his stomach had been pierced by the sword Gok I-hyeon had stabbed him with was also a clear fact.

Swoosh—.

However, there were no wounds left on his stomach.

As if nothing had happened from the beginning.

Namgung Il could not understand that fact at all.

'I was definitely stabbed by the Thunder Tiger Sword.'

He also clearly rembered squeezing out his last bit of strength to send energy to Gok I-hyeon.

But why was what he saw before him so contrary to his mory?

He touched the area where he had been stabbed by the sword with his hand, but as expected, just as it looked, he felt no pain at all.

"..."

Although he hadn't died, his body was a ss due to the backlash of using Thunder God Unification.

Moreover, his wound at that ti was a serious injury that couldn't even be compared to a simple scraped knee.

For such a wound to be healed so cleanly without even leaving a scar... It was sothing that was generally impossible.

'At least, not to my knowledge.'

It might have been possible if Hua Tuo had descended.

Namgung Il lowered his clothes back to their original position and looked at Seo Shin-won.

"Who... treated ?"

"No one treated you."

"...?"

"When I first found you in the Labyrinth of Sacrifice, you were only exhausted; there were no noticeable wounds."

What on earth was Seo Shin-won talking about now?

A sword had pierced his abdon so deeply; it was a wound that couldn't be missed unless one was blind.

'What is it? Is my mory wrong?'

Namgung Il was now confused.

What on earth was the truth, and what was an illusion?

Just then, Seo Shin-won, looking at Namgung Il, muttered to himself as if he had realized sothing.

"...So that's what it was."

"...?"

"In fact, I thought it was strange that there were no wounds on your body."

It's strange that there are no wounds.

As if bothered by those words, Namgung Il asked Seo Shin-won as if to press him.

"What on earth does that an?"

"Because your clothes were stained red with blood."

"...!"

"It wasn't just a little. Especially the abdon area was soaked with blood."

For that much blood to flow, it couldn't have been an ordinary wound.

For example, being cut deeply by a sword, or if not, being pierced straight through the body.

Seo Shin-won had also been worried about that part and had taken off Namgung Il's clothes as soon as he found him, but strangely enough, there wasn't a single wound on his body.

"So until now, I thought that blood was not yours, but soone else's."

"..."

"But seeing that reaction... it seems that's not the case."

There were traces of a fierce battle at the scene.

On top of that, the whereabouts of the Blood Spot Grass were unknown... Seo Shin-won asked Namgung Il about the thought he had kept as a suspicion until now.

"What happened to the Blood Spot Grass?"

"...I ate it."

Hearing Namgung Il's answer, Seo Shin-won's eyes widened slightly.

He had expected it to so extent, but to think he had really swallowed it.

In fact, it was a very bewildering situation, but Seo Shin-won maintained his composure as much as possible in front of Namgung Il.

"Would you tell in detail?"

"..."

Namgung Il told Seo Shin-won everything that had happened there truthfully.

How he had fought with Gok I-hyeon, and everything that had happened until he had swallowed the Blood Spot Grass.

Seo Shin-won just nodded his head lightly until the story was over, maintaining his silence and just listening to Namgung Il's words.

"That's all."

"..."

"When I opened my eyes after that, I was lying here."

In fact, he had also talked with Namgung Jeong-ung before that, but there was no need to tell Seo Shin-won that much.

Seo Shin-won, as if lost in thought, remained silent for a mont, then carefully opened his mouth.

"...This is just my thought."

"..."

"As you said, if you were stabbed by a sword like that, it's almost impossible to survive unless you receive treatnt quickly."

The ti Seo Shin-won had found Namgung Il was when the last day of the Clear Bright Festival was almost over.

He didn't know exactly when Namgung Il had suffered such an injury, but it seed to have been at least three shichen (six hours) ago.

Three shichen was a category that went beyond the quick treatnt ntioned earlier.

In a normal case, Namgung Il should have already been dead.

"As I said before, when I found you, there wasn't a single wound."

"..."

"Putting together what I've heard so far... I can only think that you healed the wound yourself in the anti."

"?"

That was truly sothing that didn't make sense.

That sword wound wasn't at a level that could be healed by just applying saliva... How on earth had he healed it himself?

In the first place, he had been unconscious until now and had just woken up.

"How did I heal a wound myself that I might not have been able to heal even if I had received formal treatnt from a doctor?"

"You swallowed that, didn't you?"

"What?"

"The Blood Spot Grass, that's what healed your wound."

"..."

Namgung Il was at a loss for words.

To think that the reason he was alive right now was all thanks to the Blood Spot Grass.

It sounded like sothing that didn't make sense, but co to think of it, there was no other way to explain the current situation.

"...Does the Blood Spot Grass also heal wounds?"

"I don't know that for sure either."

"..."

"There are too many things about the Blood Spot Grass that haven't been revealed yet. It's possible that healing wounds is one of its effects."

Seo Shin-won said and pointed to Namgung Il's abdon with his finger.

"Even if it's a wound so deep that it leaves a hole in the stomach."

"..."

"Isn't that much more credible than saving a dead person?"

Well... he's right.

The sword wound he had received was a fatal one, enough to kill him, but at that ti, he wasn't dead yet.

If the Blood Spot Grass was really an herb that could save a dead person, healing a sword wound of that degree would be on the easy side.

'If not... I might have already died once.'

In fact, it was like this.

He had eventually died from losing too much blood, and thanks to the Blood Spot Grass he had eaten before that, he had been resurrected.

Considering the known effects of the Blood Spot Grass, this side actually seed more likely.

"..."

Then did that an the Namgung Jeong-ung he had t back then was not an illusion he had created, but the real Namgung Jeong-ung?

That place was really the afterlife, and he had gone there after dying.

But in the middle of it, the effect of the Blood Spot Grass had occurred, and he had been resurrected, leading to a sudden parting with Namgung Jeong-ung.

"So you must go back."

"…What?"

"You are not soone who should be here yet."

"What does that…"

If this hypothesis was correct, it made sense why Namgung Jeong-ung had said that to him.

Namgung Jeong-ung had known.

The fact that he would soon be resurrected and leave that place.

Namgung Il tried to recall what kind of expression Namgung Jeong-ung had been making at that ti, but like the thick fog there, his mory was not clear.

'Jeong-ung... what on earth did you want to say to ?'

Namgung Jeong-ung had asked him if he could prevent the Blood Demon's resurrection with that.

If it was a simple illusion, there was no need to worry about it, but since the situation had beco like this, he couldn't just dismiss it.

"..."

He still couldn't be sure what the truth was.

What he could be sure of was that the Blood Spot Grass he had swallowed had played so role.

Namgung Il had no choice but to admit that he was alive right now thanks to that.

"...Are you alright?"

Just then, Namgung Il asked Seo Shin-won.

"The Blood Spot Grass must have been a precious treasure belonging to the Martial Alliance."

"..."

"But since I swallowed sothing like that... from the Martial Alliance's perspective, it's no different from losing a precious treasure."

At that ti, he had swallowed the Blood Spot Grass with the sole intention of not letting the Blood Dragon Cult take it, but thinking about it now, the situation seed to have beco quite complicated.

An herb that could save a dead person.

The Blood Spot Grass might be important to the Blood Dragon Cult, but wouldn't it be the sa for the Martial Alliance?

That's why they hadn't destroyed it and had hidden it in a place called the Labyrinth of Sacrifice and had been strictly storing it until now.

"..."

From the Martial Alliance's perspective, he and the Blood Dragon Cult were the sa kind of fellow.

A thief who was covetously aiming for the Blood Spot Grass.

On top of that, since he had now swallowed that Blood Spot Grass, he couldn't spit it out and return it.

'This... if this goes wrong, I could be branded as a public enemy of the martial world.'

If it ca to the worst-case scenario, that could very well happen.

Whatever the reason, he was a fellow who had swallowed the treasure of the Martial Alliance.

Even if he wasn't branded as a public enemy of the martial world, it seed certain that he couldn't avoid punishnt.

"...What will happen to now?"

"..."

"Am I expelled?"

Seo Shin-won did not answer imdiately.

And a mont later, as if he had decided sothing, he said in a firm voice.

"No, I have no intention of expelling you."

"..."

"It's the sa for the Martial Alliance. They can't lay a single finger on my student."

Hearing that answer, Namgung Il was a little surprised and couldn't say anything.

No matter how much he was the Headmaster of the Flying Dragon Academy, the Martial Alliance would be a burdenso opponent.

In fact, even if Seo Shin-won had said he would expel him, Namgung Il had been prepared to accept it humbly.

"...What are you going to say to the Martial Alliance?"

"I will tell them the truth."

"..."

"That the Blood Dragon Cult had infiltrated the Flying Dragon Academy, aiming for the Blood Spot Grass. And that a brave student had stopped them."

Seo Shin-won said with a smile.

Simultaneously, his right hand headed for Namgung Il's head.

As if praising a child, Seo Shin-won gently stroked Namgung Il's head with his hand.

"You did nothing wrong."

"..."

"Rather, you did sothing that deserves praise. So don't worry about anything and trust your teacher."

Namgung Il quietly accepted Seo Shin-won's touch.

Insolent fellow... how dare you treat your senior like a child and arbitrarily pat his head.

If it had been his usual personality, he would have gotten angry right away, but Namgung Il didn't dislike this warm touch.

"Seo Saeng-won, you should beco a teacher later."

"Why all of a sudden?"

"I think it would suit you."

"Hmm... I've never thought of it that way. What part of it suits ?"

"You take good care of others. You're also taking very good care of ."

"...Isn't that just a servant?"

Namgung Il suddenly recalled a conversation he had had with Seo Shin-won in the past.

Surely, it wasn't that he had really beco a teacher because he had told him to beco one back then.

He had said it as a joke back then, but Namgung Il could see that his eyes had not been wrong.

'Seo Saeng-won, you've beco a fine teacher while I wasn't looking.'

A junior at the academy, a comrade who had road the battlefield with him. The Headmaster of the Flying Dragon Academy... Seo Shin-won was a person in various relationships to Namgung Il.

However.

To Namgung Il right now, Seo Shin-won was just one teacher.

"..."

A teacher he felt he could trust and entrust everything to.

Namgung Il smiled quietly and nodded his head.

(End of Chapter)