The Youngest Member of the Martial Alliance Chapter 181

"Wow, I seriously felt a threat to my life."

Song Yiyeon let out a sigh of relief. Jin Yun also nodded, agreeing with those words.

The sight of hundreds of Martial Alliance mbers running towards them with their eyes shining with desire and ambition was...

"I'm going to have nightmares tonight."

It was that terrifying.

It was when they had caught their breath and slipped out of the alliance.

A familiar yet extrely hearty laugh was heard.

"Hahahaha! Soyeon, you are the first woman as interesting as you since my younger sister. Why don't you just marry my son and co live in the Namgung family?"

It was the Sword King, who had returned victorious with the Second Alliance Unit. Their victory was a foregone conclusion. Because the elites of the Namgung and Tang families were dispatched along with the Second Alliance Unit.

In particular, the one leading the vanguard was none other than the Sword King. The Sword King, who was called one of the Three Great Swordsn of the Righteous Path along with the Alliance Leader and the Wudang Sword Immortal, and the pinnacle of all swordsn.

When the Sword King ntioned marriage, Tang Soyeon's unique green eyes shone and the corners of her eyes curved.

"The Tang family has a matrilocal marriage system, you know? And look at Young Master Namgung's face. How can a person frown like that?"

In fact, Namgung Jin had an expression that said it was terrible just imagining it. Marriage with Tang Soyeon. Of course, the rising stars of the Five Great Families usually have arranged marriages. But there was a limit to everything.

"L-look at him trembling. This is why the won of the Tang family feel wronged. If you get to know them, they are all fine people, but everyone avoids them because of the rumor that they are vicious and spiteful."

"Hahaha, everyone knows that you are a fine woman, Soyeon. But it is impossible for the eldest son of the Namgung family to enter as a matrilocal son-in-law."

Tang Soyeon also understood. In the first place, she had no intention of marrying a blunt man like Namgung Jin either.

"So we can't."

"Then at least co visit often. My son is no fun at all."

The atmosphere was very amicable.

It was because the personalities of the Sword King and Tang Soyeon were originally like that, and because they had achieved a truly overwhelming victory in the battle.

It was then.

The Sword King happened to spot Cheon Woojin coming out of the alliance.

"Woojin, it's been a while. Yiyeon too..."

The Sword King, who shifted his gaze to Song Yiyeon, trailed off.

Soon, with a serious expression, he also looked at Jin Yun.

"Hmm?"

Strange. It was truly strange.

They were clearly children who were on par with his son and future daughter-in-law.

"It was just one battle?"

Saying so, he approached closer.

In particular, the growth of the Mount Hua Sect's head disciple was surprising.

When the Sword King suddenly thrust his face forward and stared intently into his eyes, Jin Yun flinched greatly and tried to avoid him.

Before he could, the Sword King grabbed Jin Yun's cheeks with both hands. Jin Yun's face was squished like rice cake.

"What's wrong with this guy's eyes? What on earth happened?"

The Sword King was literally a martial artist who had reached the pinnacle.

To a martial artist of that level, the growth of the two rising stars was clearly visible.

"This is..."

The Sword King looked at Cheon Woojin with a troubled face. What on earth had this monster-like guy done to make the children's potential bloom like this?

Soon, the Sword King's gaze shifted to his son.

The bewildered Namgung Jin blinked his eyes. At his level, he couldn't notice the change in the two. Of course, Tang Soyeon was the sa, so she was making a similar expression next to him.

At that sight, the Sword King suddenly felt a surge of emotion.

"Haa, actually, when you were born, I was glad you were a son."

Then his younger sister, the Sword Princess, who was next to him, scolded him in a cold voice.

"Sect Leader, what kind of outdated remark is that, so unrefined."

"No. I didn't an it like that, but because the Namgung's sword techniques themselves are more suited for a man's body. You, who reached such a high realm with a woman's body and overca it yourself, should know better, right?"

At these words, the Sword Princess had no choice but to nod. Although she had reprimanded the Sword King's remark, it was true that the path she had walked was very painful, so she had also been relieved when her nephew was a son.

anwhile, the Sword King let out sighs continuously.

"But recently, it's a bit regrettable. If only you had been a daughter... what if you had taken after your aunt and been a tall and beautiful woman like this."

The Sword Princess, who suddenly received a complint, turned her head and quietly dry-heaved. Complints between siblings were like this.

Regardless, the Sword King was looking at Cheon Woojin with a truly regretful face. Just fighting a battle by his side caused a growth on the level of a fortuitous encounter, so if they married and spent their whole lives together...

'No, if that guy had co in as the Namgung's son-in-law.'

How joyful would that be?

But unfortunately, his only child was a son.

"Why are you a son?"

"...Yes?"

Namgung Jin just blinked his eyes with a dumbfounded face.

Actually, Cheon Woojin, Song Yiyeon, Jin Yun, Namgung Jin, and Tang Soyeon couldn't even guess why the Sword King was acting like that. They were all still too young for that.

However, only the adults who ca out to et the Sword King's return, such as the Poison King, the Wudang Sword Immortal, and Alliance Leader Beili Tian, nodded as if they understood his heart.

* * *

After receiving a report that there had been a huge uproar, the Chief Strategist personally stepped forward and issued an order prohibiting alliance mbers from approaching the Hidden Dragon Unit's manor.

Thanks to that, all the Hidden Dragon Unit mbers returned comfortably.

Even though they had just fought a fierce battle, the Hidden Dragon Unit mbers were surprisingly the sa as usual.

Cheon Woojin sat cross-legged in the main hall and observed his body. It was no longer a realm that could be raised through physical training.

Namgung Jin and Jin Yun crossed swords. It was a spar they had every ti, staking the pride of Namgung and Mount Hua.

Tang Soyeon and Song Yiyeon also sparred. The Tang family's fast and stealthy hidden weapon techniques and the White Flower Saber's ever-changing saber strikes filled the training ground without rest.

How much ti had passed like that?

The beginning was the sa as usual, but the end was different.

"...What."

Namgung Jin stood with a shocked expression. The Azure Sky Sword was broken in half. The other half was stuck in the floor far away.

Tang Soyeon also had a similar expression. She had executed her ultimate technique even while exhausting all her hidden weapons, but the result was her sleeve being cut by the White Flower Saber. If it had been a real battle and not a spar, her wrist would have been cut.

Only then did both of them understand the Sword King's reaction.

The Sword King had looked at Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon, felt the shortcomings of his son and Tang Soyeon, and lanted.

Various emotions passed between them. Soone rejoiced, and soone else felt ecstasy. But there were also those who felt frustration and emptiness.

Cheon Woojin quietly watched all those emotions and attitudes.

With the aptitude of Namgung Jin and Tang Soyeon, he believed they could use even that despair and sense of defeat as a stepping stone for growth. Even if not, he could just force them to do so suddenly.

'Four additional days of training for both of them.'

* * *

Unlike the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, the atmosphere of the Martial Alliance's eting was bright.

To maintain so balance in the sowhat excited atmosphere, the Chief Strategist continued his words in a serious tone.

"If the Demon Brain has any sense, he will stake everything on the next battle. He will think that he must kill one of the two to raise the Demonic Cult's morale again."

"Who are those two?"

The Alliance Leader asked on purpose even though he knew. It was to instill a sense of alertness in those gathered.

The Chief Strategist also looked at the two people in turn with a worried look and said.

"Senior Sword King and Woojin."

"But since when did you call the Commander Woojin?"

"I liked him from the first ti I saw him. He's tall, polite, sociable, quick-witted, has great martial prowess, good roots..."

"..."

The Alliance Leader made a dumbfounded expression. He also cherished Woojin, but it was hard to acknowledge his quick-wittedness and sociability.

However, he sowhat understood that feeling.

From a strategist's perspective, a card like Cheon Woojin would be truly reassuring. Because no matter how disadvantageous the battlefield and situation were, if Cheon Woojin was deployed, they always won.

The Chief Strategist, who felt embarrassed for no reason, continued.

"Anyway. Isn't it good in war to constantly exceed the opponent's expectations? It causes confusion for the opponent, and we take advantage of that confusion to inflict greater damage."

"So, do you have a good plan?"

"Yes, while reviewing the reports sent by the Espionage Hall Master when he was in the Demonic Cult recently, I found sothing interesting. When the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander went to the Demonic Cult, he deceived the Poison Lord through disguise techniques."

Everyone made surprised expressions.

The Poison Lord, the leader of the Demonic Cult's Poison Demon Group, was clearly a master. Throughout the world, the masters who used poison arts better than him could be counted on one hand.

The first to react was the Poison King.

"That guy is definitely not a novice, yet he didn't notice the disguise?"

Saying so, he glanced at Cheon Woojin.

The answer ca from the Chief Strategist.

"Yes, he didn't even know even though they had a conversation. Isn't it truly amazing?"

"Hah, what kind of disguise is it..."

"So. If it's certain that the Demonic Cult bastards will target Senior Sword King or the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander. A master prepared in advance will probably be deployed according to the movents of the two. Also, the Demonic Cult's forces will move flexibly accordingly."

"That would be so."

"But, what if there are two Sword Kings?"

"...What did you say?"

The Alliance Leader asked back as if it was absurd.

On the other hand, the Chief Strategist, perhaps finding it amusing just imagining it, smiled a rare smile and continued.

"Woojin will act as the Sword King. Great confusion will co to the battlefield. They clearly said the Sword King appeared on this battlefield, but if they hear that the Sword King appeared again on that battlefield a mont later, how will the Demon Brain react?"

Everyone imagined the situation for a mont.

Certainly, any excellent strategist would be greatly flustered if such a bizarre thing happened.

"There will be confusion in their reports, and the chain of command will be severely tangled. The flustered Demon Brain and the confused Demonic Cult forces. What should we do during that ti?"

"Are you planning to settle the match then?"

"Yes, we will release poison."

Saying so, he looked at the Poison King and the Poison Asura. The Poison Asura was also given the authority to attend the eting as a full-fledged elder of the Martial Alliance.

The Poison Asura smiled a wicked smile.

"Hehe, is it finally my turn to step forward?"

Since he had gained a position, it was ti to establish rit and gain respect. The 'Plan to Beco a Great Elder of the Righteous Path' of the Poison Asura, who was once a public enemy of the martial world, was still ongoing.

At that ti, the Dragon Head Gang Leader, who had been listening all along, raised a question.

"But, even if the Poison Lord was deceived, is there a guarantee that the other masters of the Demonic Cult will also be deceived? The heads of the Six Demonic Families or the Seven Demonic Sect Leaders are masters of a much higher level than the Poison Lord."

Moreover, a martial artist of the Sword King's level has too strong a color. It would be difficult to imitate that, no matter how much it was Cheon Woojin.

The Chief Strategist also nodded obediently.

"You are absolutely right. So we must check in advance. To what extent the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander's capability in disguise techniques is. I have already called one person here."

"Who are you talking about?"

"You will know when you see."

The Chief Strategist smiled a wicked smile unlike him. It resembled that of a child plotting sothing fun.

* * *

Namgung Jin walked down the long hallway.

He had lived a life far from tension his whole life, but at this mont, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Wasn't it a gathering of all the greatest elders who moved the Righteous Path martial world? No matter how much he was the young head of Namgung, he couldn't be completely comfortable in front of them.

The door opened and Namgung Jin entered the eting room.

Then all the prominent elders of the Righteous Path looked at Namgung Jin.

"Uh..."

Even though he had prepared his mind, he was still nervous.

Namgung Jin, who hurriedly gathered his senses after a brief mont, took a polite stance.

"I am Namgung Jin, the eldest son of the Namgung family. I heard you called for ."

A sowhat cold but handso impression, a pleasant voice, tall height, and a neat blue martial robe. He was truly the standard of a rising star of the Namgung family.

At the sa ti, the Sword King stood up from his seat.

"I heard you lost to the head disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, is that true?"

"...Yes?"

Namgung Jin looked at his father with a serious expression. No, why on earth was he talking about that embarrassing story in this place?

However, he couldn't dare to lie to his father.

"R-rather than losing, I was pushed back a little. I had exhausted a lot of strength in the battle, and I didn't know Jin Yun had grown so suddenly, so I was a very little bit careless..."

"If you die fighting a demon lord, are you going to complain to King Yama that you died because you were careless?"

Saying so, the Sword King slightly raised his montum. It was the clear, pure, yet domineering energy unique to the Namgung family.

Those gathered in the room made surprised expressions. Even the Alliance Leader, the Sword Immortal, and the Dragon Head Gang Leader, who had the highest realms in the room, almost mistook the person in front of them for the 'real' Sword King.

On the other hand, Namgung Jin couldn't understand why his father was acting like that. However, the atmosphere was such that he couldn't help but apologize.

"...I am sorry."

"Train harder."

"...Yes."

"Listen well to the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander too."

"...Yes?"

"Go."

"......?"

Questions kept popping up on Namgung Jin's face.

No, is this the end? Did you call just for this?

"I said go."

"Yes..."

Namgung Jin bowed and left. His shoulders drooped like blanched greens. He was already sullen because he lost to Jin Yun, but he was even more sullen because he was suddenly scolded in front of people.

And he felt wronged.

No, couldn't you have called separately to talk about this?

While thinking so and walking down the long hallway.

From far away, the Sword King ca striding towards him. Seeing this, Namgung Jin widened his eyes as if he had seen a ghost. He hurriedly turned his head and looked at the eting room. The door was still closed.

He looked at the Sword King once, then looked at the eting room once.

He did that a couple of tis and finally tilted his head.

"What is this? Is this a dream?"

He had no choice but to think so. Two fathers, isn't it a truly immoral dream?

At that sight, the Sword King clicked his tongue.

"Can't you even recognize your own father? This is why they say it's useless to raise a son."

"No..."

The Sword King was sowhat disappointed. How could he mistake the fake inside for the real one? And it was his son, of all people!

Was it because the Sword King's feelings were felt?

Namgung Jin, still bewildered, bowed his head for now.

"I-I am sorry?"

He had apologized to his father and left the eting room, but he was apologizing to his father even after leaving. It was a day with unusually many strange things for Namgung Jin.

(End of Chapter)