EP.9 Nine Dragons (3)
Guryonghoe (3)
The reason why the engagement between Pengga and Guga took place is simple.
The Googamyeon Sadaega was a prestigious family that was no less powerful than the Googamyeon Sadaega, and the blood relatives of the two families happened to be of similar ages.
I thought that if there were no changes, I would become the head of the household, and that it would be okay for Pangga to be engaged to Guga.
It wasn’t that strange, since the three families of the Central Plains often expanded their influence through marriage.
The problem is that I have been having too many accidents.
The engagement made in childhood would have lasted unless something happened.
As rumors of my evil spread throughout the Shanxi region, and as a member of the Wu family, I became more and more dissolute rather than more diligent, it must not have looked good from the Peng family’s perspective.
Of course, it was my words and actions towards that girl that put the finishing touches.
“Why…!?”
The girl, Peng Ah-hee, screamed in surprise.
I was more curious. Why was she here?
Although it is relatively close compared to other regions, it takes a long time to travel between Habuk and here by carriage.
But why, out of the blue, is the direct blood relative of the Peng family in the Shanxi region where the Nine Dragons Society is held?
“That’s what I wanted to ask. What’s going on here?”
As I took a step closer, Paeng Ah-hee flinched. Immediately afterwards, the escort who was supposed to be Paeng Ah-hee’s escort stepped forward and stood guard.
It’s like protecting someone from a villain. If he’s a villain, is he a villain?
Peng Ah-hee, who has found comfort on the back of the escort, glares at me and says.
“I just came here because I have something to do. The whole of Shanxi isn’t your land. Do I have to report everything to you?”
“If you say that, I have nothing to say.”
I ignored that nonsense and ordered dumplings. I shouldn’t forget my original purpose.
Peng Ah-hee was embarrassed by being lightly ignored, but she didn’t care.
Even if I had come to Shanxi for a trip, it would have been awkward, so if I had come for work, I would have been even more reluctant to get involved. It would have definitely been annoying.
The dumplings I ordered came out quickly. The dumplings piled up one by one were so delicious.
As I took the dumplings and turned around, I heard an urgent voice behind me.
“Now, just a moment.”
I stopped walking and turned my head at the sound of the voice. Peng Ah-hee was looking at me with anxious eyes.
The words that came out of Pang Ah-hee’s mouth were very unexpected.
“… I heard that the swordsman will be drawn tomorrow in the village.”
“what?”
We will definitely select the swordsman on the second day of the Guryonghoe tomorrow.
But why is Peng Ah-hee asking that?
I asked back because the expression on his face and the way he spoke seemed strange.
“Why do you ask that? Are you participating too?”
“Why am I participating there? And why are you speaking informally to me? I’m one year older than you!”
Was it like that?
“Sorry, I forgot, sis.”
“… Don’t call me so suddenly, I feel like I’m going to throw up.”
What the hell do you want me to do…?
It was a bad breakup, so there were no good memories left.
I was thinking of leaving quickly because talking more would be bad for Pang Ah-hee.
“Yeah, whether you came to work or play, take care.”
As I was about to move my feet to see if the dumplings I had received would cool down, I looked at Paeng Ah-hee again.
When I turned around, Pang Ah-hee flinched again. She was still looking at my back as I walked.
After making eye contact for a moment, I moved my feet again.
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Peng Woo-jin, the head of the Peng family, was a man who people would say was like the wind. He was considered the best man since the Peng family was established in the Central Plains.
I didn’t really put in any effort.
He said that his dreams were not going to come true. He was a man who always said that reality was unavoidable.
He graduated at the top of his class from the Shinryonggwan led by the Murim Alliance and became the youngest person in the history of the Penga to become a Sogaju.
But he still seemed like a floating, cloud-like person.
Then one day, before the winter was over, Paeng Woo-jin told Paeng Ah-hee that he wanted to leave Sega.
Paeng Ah-hee said, as if it were her usual joke, “Then why don’t you go out for a bit?” Paeng Woo-jin stood there blankly at Paeng Ah-hee’s joke, then laughed heartily.
‘Okay, that will work.’
He said.
And two weeks later, Peng Wujin disappeared, leaving behind a short letter that said, “I’ll be back after playing for a bit.”
When Sogaju went missing, Pengga’s search party immediately launched a search, but it was not easy to find any trace of Peng Woojin.
After so much time had passed, I was finally able to find a small trace of Peng Woo-jin at the opening where I had made the request.
None other than Peng Wujin headed to Shanxi.
So, the head of the Peng family listened to Peng Ah-hee and said something ridiculous like, “Go with her and bring some cows.”
From Peng Ah-hee’s perspective, she went all the way to Shanxi because of the guilt she felt because of the words she had spoken.
“… My head hurts already because of my brother, and why did I have to meet that guy?”
To Peng Ah-hee, Gu Yang-cheon was an unpleasant face to look at.
Not only was our relationship like that after the breakup, but we fought every time we met, so our relationship wasn’t that good to begin with.
Goyangcheon was always sharp and fierce. He was a mad dog that would bite anyone without regard for their target.
Even though Peng Ah-hee has a somewhat gentle personality, she has a rough side unique to Pengga, so she stubbornly accepts Guyangcheon’s personality.
Then, soon, Guyangcheon crossed the line.
The engagement ended when the uncle, who heard about it, broke it off under the pretext of being the head of the household.
‘What do you think you are? You’re just a concubine’s child!’
Some of the words were said in anger, and some of them were retaliation, either verbally or in actions, so I don’t take them to heart.
As a result, Goo Yang-cheon’s rash remarks during the breakup resulted in an official apology from the Gu family and many political advantages.
It was strange to see Guyangcheon River, which seemed to have become quiet in just a few years,
“Your eyes have changed a lot.”
Should I say that I’m mature? Maybe it just seemed that way because I was in a good mood today.
There’s no way that mad dog would come to his senses easily.
Rather, the appearance just now was more like a mature one.
“…I don’t know what to say.”
It was difficult for the young Peng Ah-hee to express that appearance in words.
Peng Ah-hee shook her head as if she didn’t know, then asked Yeo-bi.
“Hey, how’s the search going? Did you find anything?”
“… It’s not easy to find, but it seems that the owner of Sogaju is in Sinwolhyeon.”
“You crazy brother, why did you have to come here of all places?”
I wanted to ask why he had to rush to Shanxi out of all the other regions, but Peng Ahui had already known Peng Wujin’s answer.
It was clear that he would spit out nonsense like, ‘It seems a little far, but it’s close, right?’
His extraordinary talent was something I had acknowledged long ago, but I could never understand his personality.
It was clear that he was of the Peng family’s bloodline, but compared to everyone else who had similar personalities, Peng Woo-jin was a person who was far from that type of personality.
“… It’s really annoying.”
“It will soon be night. Let’s go back and rest for now, young lady.”
At Yeo-bi’s words, Peng Ah-hee sighed deeply, glanced in the direction where Guyang-cheon had disappeared, and turned her back.
“Just try to find it… . Should I leave it alone?”
After Peng Ah-hee disappeared, grumbling, at the dumpling restaurant where they were.
“Etch…!”
A man who was eating a lot of dumplings sneezed repeatedly.
He quickly wiped his runny nose with his clothes.
“Who is swearing at me? Why does it tickle so much?”
He picks up the dumpling again and eats it with a calm expression.
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The day has finally dawned and the day of the Nine Dragons’ Day, the Nine Dragons’ Battle, has finally arrived. It was really unpleasant, but time doesn’t always go as planned.
The Nine Dragons Tournament, which starts early in the morning, will be attended by countless sects from Shanxi and branches of the Nine Rivers.
Of course, anyone could do it if they had some other means of proving their identity.
All the people who had been lining up this long since morning were those participating in the Kowloon Festival.
What on earth is the sword that so many people want to become?
If the Kuga is like this, the Sadaese and the Kupailbang will be able to do even more.
“I wonder if this won’t happen since the old file room only selects members of their own sect.”
I heard that was the case, but I didn’t really know.
In the arena, the swordsmen of the nine families who had celebrated yesterday were standing for judgment.
Even though he drank so much, he didn’t show any sign of hangover on his face. I don’t know if he’s trying hard to endure it or if he just doesn’t care.
When I asked Muyeon later, it seemed like he had woken up an hour ago and worked hard to get rid of the alcohol by cultivating his internal energy.
Then, drink in moderation.
Yesterday, Wi Seol-ah, who was still full from eating dumplings, came with a brisk gait and brought the same red robe as yesterday.
I took it in and sighed deeply.
“..Okay, let’s just do it today.”
“Master! Today is the day to do that, right? Just doing a quick slap!”
“I don’t understand at all. Could you explain in more detail…?”
“There’s something that Oppa Muyeon does all the time.”
I think Muyeon was talking about the swordsmanship training he used to do secretly at his residence.
But even so, isn’t Shushuktatak too abbreviated?
“That looked really cool. I definitely want to try it someday.”
‘… I’m sure it’ll get old fast.’
This might be a strange thing to say to Wi Seol-ah.
I dare not speculate on what she might have gone through to get there in the future.
At least I don’t think you can kill Cheonma just by having talent.
Looking at the excited Wi Seol-ah now, I was speechless.
I changed my clothes and headed out to observe the training.
I had some time to spare and was walking slowly when I heard someone shouting loudly.
“No! Why can’t I do that?”
“…Um, first of all, calm down.”
“I said I don’t have time! If I get caught like this, you’ll take responsibility?”
It seemed like I was applying to the Kowloon Palace, but they were asking what the problem was.
Because identification is required, those who have problems have caused trouble in such a way.
What’s unusual is that there will be nine unmanned units standing by to subdue those causing trouble.
That means they can’t touch it carelessly.
‘Well, I guess you’ll figure it out.’
There must be more than one or two people like that. I’ll handle it well.
But what I heard next made me stop.
“What if it’s a Pangka? I said I could do it as long as I could verify my identity!”
“..No matter what, we… We also have our own position, so we need to check it out properly.”
“What else do I have to show you? No, writing on my stomach ‘I am a Pengga Sogajuyo’… Oh, if I do that, will you believe me? I’ll write it now.”
“Ahhhh! Calm down!”
…..to?
“What did you just say…? Sogaju?”
…I must have misheard you.
