Chapter 221 – Chapter 221 – Martial Arts District (16)

Chapter 221 – Martial Arts District (16)

“Oh no! Sword King old man. Hot-blooded young people can make mistakes!”

The Sword King is an absolute master who even regained his youth by ascending the Hwagyeong.

To make an apology come out of such a person’s mouth.

“What are you going to do by blaming the past! Wouldn’t it be right to focus on the conditions put forward by the Moyong family?”

The middle-aged man hurriedly continued his conversation and looked at the Sword King.

He was afraid of being offended. It was difficult to pretend to be in a game where it would not be enough to become close.

An old man who rolled his eyes agreed.

“Hope. You’re right. Let’s talk about urgent matters first. Mo Yongse set a condition for them to release the hostages?”

“Yes. Disband the punitive force and ensure the safety of the mothers. Then he says he will release one every year.”

“If it’s one person per year… Are you asking me to guarantee safety for at least 5 years?”

Five years was a pretty long time. In the meantime, no one knew what was going to happen.

“Hmm..”

The meeting hall fell into silence.

In fact, it was an unacceptable condition. Leaving aside everything else and negotiating with the Duke of Murim itself was the biggest problem.

“What should I do with this..”

However, it was a problem because all the families that Oh-ryong belonged to had high reputation.

Besides, the five dragons were no different from the next family heads.

When everyone can’t speak. The Sword King said in a calm voice.

“…There is no reason to play with the intentions of the enemy. As soon as the second party gathers, the subjugation begins immediately.”

The Murimmaeng soldier Jegalyeong was frightened. His eyes got big enough to pop out.

‘Crazy..’

I knew that the Namgung family was stiff, but I didn’t know that they would throw away my grandson’s life.

“Old man! If you do, the five dragons might die!”

The Sword King spoke in a steady voice.

“They are adults too, so they should be responsible for their own choices.”

The soldier’s face was distorted.

In the Moyong family, not only the sword king’s grandson was imprisoned. His son was also held hostage.

“Oh-ryong is the main pillar that will support the political faction in the future! You shouldn’t give up so easily!”

The Sword King said with an expressionless face.

“I can’t believe you said that you would release me after a year in the first place. Besides, to release only one person… How can you decide who to release first? I am ashamed of the tricks of those who try to alienate us.”

The military hesitated. In fact, he knew that was right, but his son’s life was more important.

“···Since Sado-ryeon is in trouble, it is premature to start the Moyong Sega now. Let’s settle it peacefully…”

“No. Right now the leader is restraining the sadist master. We must end the subjugation as soon as possible. Leaving the Moyong family alone like this is a foolish act that will cause trouble.”

“Ugh..”

“Besides, if an exception was made even once, wouldn’t the name of Moorim’s achievement be lightened? That doesn’t make sense.”

It was word for word.

But everyone looked at them and couldn’t speak. This is because the Murimmaeng military Jegalyeong was also a powerful person.

Suddenly, a woman’s voice that was easy to hear resounded in the meeting room.

“You’re right. We must subdue them as quickly as possible. If we delay it any longer, Moorim’s spirit will be greatly damaged.”

The soldier’s brow furrowed at the soft voice.

“… Goddess of Nakhwa. Have you ever seen the future?”

The calm-looking beauty nodded her head.

“Yes. If Moyong family is left alone, the whole Moorim will be drowned in a sea of ​​blood.”

Everyone frowned at the ominous prophecy.

It was a fortune teller’s words, so I couldn’t pass them by.

10 years ago.

Suddenly losing the power of prophecy, she was ridiculed as a flower that fell to the ground, a goddess of falling flowers, but that was also an old saying.

Has the power of prophecy returned recently? I used to look at the future carelessly.

Accuracy was three or four out of ten, but that alone was great.

Thanks to this, the meaning of Nakhwa Goddess has changed to the opposite.

Literally, it was valued like a flower that came down from the sky.

The soldier raised his eyebrows and asked.

“… Exactly what kind of future did you see?”

“I saw a blood person born from the blood appear and dye Murim into a sea of ​​blood.”

“Blood..?”

The soldier shut up. Three or four in ten. I’m glad if she’s wrong, but if she’s right.

It was a story that Murim suffered a great disaster with the probability of swallowing it.

When there is an uncomfortable stillness. A herald’s voice came from outside the tent.

“Soldier. I have something to report.”
“It’s okay, so come in and talk.”

“The master fortuneteller has arrived. He said he brought a four-day inspection…”

At least, the good news made the soldier’s face light up.

“Day check? You mean the one who destroyed the bloodletting chamber alone? Even if only half of the rumors are true, it would be quite a force.”

“Yes. But… That…”

I clicked my tongue at the hesitant messenger.

“Why are you so hesitant to deliver good things?”

The stingy messenger cautiously opened his mouth.

“That’s… A bit of a fight because misunderstandings piled up for a while…”

When I said that.

Wow from the outside! A shout was heard.

“Wow..?!”

Nakhwa priestess, who was sitting calmly, trembled her body.

Her red lips parted, and she put on a dazed, dazed expression.

“Ah..”

She got up from her seat as if possessed and headed out of the tent.

“Suddenly, where are you going?”

Someone spoke to me, but I ignored it.

I didn’t stop for a moment and headed somewhere. Soon we arrived at the place where the shouts were heard.

“Her! The rumors were true.”
“As expected, Mongsanpaedo is no match. Is the author a daily inspection?”

The market was full of people. I squeezed through them and moved forward.

“What! Who is pushing… Whoa! Nakhwa Goddess!”
“Poem, priestess!”

A mistress in palace attire. At the appearance of the Nakhwa Goddess, people rushed back.

There was a commotion, but she didn’t mind.

I walked without a break on the open road. She eventually arrived at a makeshift training ground.

She stared intently at a man standing over it.

“Tell me again. What about the bitch?”
“Kkeuh.. I-I write letters.. It’s cool..!”

The moment I saw a man grabbing Mongsanpaedo by the collar.

The Nakhwa priestess trembled. A thrill ran up her spine.

“Ah!”

The four-day swordsman, who had been holding her fist, hesitated and then turned his head.

The moment her eyes met his and hers.

Something like lightning bolted down her spine and spread through her body.

“Huhhh!!”

Dump.

Something flowed between the crotch of the seated Nakhwa priestess.

It was full of sticky liquid.

*

Seeing Mrs. Mi sitting on the floor, Siu narrowed her eyes.

While educating Mongsanpaedo who made fun of Sohyang.

A woman met her eyes and she literally passed out.

Although she wore a flattering palace skirt, it didn’t show. She couldn’t fake her heightened senses.

She was ridiculous enough for that, but the weirdness continued.

“Please..”

She asked for time with a desperate expression.

-Me, Nakhwa Goddess?!
-Ohh.. You are so beautiful just like I heard..

Thanks to the reactions around her, she knew that she was a Nakhwa priestess famous as a prophet. She still didn’t understand.

She was troubled, and she asked the other party for their understanding.

She shook her head as they headed to their assigned quarters alone.

‘For a moment. If you’re a prophet…’

She glanced back and saw that she was a typical oriental beauty.

He was following her with both hands on her stomach. Her polite posture made me feel like a court lady seen in historical dramas.

‘Could she be the mother of the Moorim Mengwon I saw in the past?’

The second-class days of the past.

It reminded me of the Moorim League members I met at Cheongbongsan. Apparently her mother had said she was a prophet.

When you think about it. She arrived at her assigned lodging.

Click.

The moment the door is closed.

“The lowly servant meets the master.”

Her finely-dressed Mrs. Mi knelt before her and bowed respectfully.

I stopped involuntarily.

“···Master?”

It’s clear that she’s the first woman you’ve ever seen, but you’re the owner.

“Why do you call me master?”

The lady said, bowing her head.

“Master… I beg you to speak at ease. It is difficult to handle.”

“···Good. I’m a bit absurd right now, so please explain properly.”

“Yes. The moment I just met the previous owner. I have seen countless futures.”

“You saw the future?”

The Nakhwa Goddess’ face turned red. She said in a thin, trembling voice.

“Yes. The owner personally gave me that… Grace… Ha ha… It was a very happy time.”

Kneeling down, she kept rubbing her thighs. She continued to let out her breath, feeling uncomfortable somewhere.

‘Blessing? No way···.’

The sound of tiny water droplets dripping was heard.

She said, suddenly shaking her body.

“Haa.. The moment I saw the future of being educated by my master. I realized that every day of my life so far was for today.”

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Heh heh.. In the future, did you become an assistant to me?”

“It is. Embarrassingly, I, like an idiot, struggled to get away from my master. But, of course, it was not enough. In the end, I swore to become a servant myself.”

As if enslaved, she looked at the beautiful woman again.

The splendid palace decorated with gold thread fit well. Her bulging breasts and hips were visible. In contrast to her narrow waist, her voluptuous body stood out.

‘The body passed.’

Her milky white skin and round face liked her.

She looked up with her big eyes as she knelt down. Her slightly obstinate eyes were docile.

She couldn’t help but nod her head.

But she saw the future. At least it wasn’t a lie, but it was hard to believe easily.

‘I think I can eat and think about it for now, but…’

When you think about it. The Nakhwa priestess bowed her head, and she said.

“Master. Please allow me to serve you.”

Her red lips parted. Her soft tongue wriggled as if tempting, through the lewd hole.