Chapter - 946 - 946. Let's tell them what despair is. (5)



The court looked at Maehwa Island with a puzzled face.



The fleet of all men led by Jang Il-so blocked the view between them and the island, but it was not that difficult to look at the scenery between the ships.



What's going on here?’



The war was in full swing. In the violent situation, Jang Il-so arrived at Maehwa Island. This is what happens after that. Can't Samcheok children know?



However, nothing is happening in Maehwa Island. I can't hear a single common scream, a soldier bump.



It's still.



Too much silence seemed to cut my heart in horror. The tip of the court's lips trembled.



I could tell by intuition. What's the source of that silence?



a losing battle



It was clear that he was up to something now. Now it seems like a huge snake that threatens even the sky is tightening the island.



But…….



What the hell?



What the hell can you try in this situation? When Jang Il-so arrived here, he...…. No, from the moment Shaolin stood up, the conclusion was the same as a set one.



"……Amitabul."



There was a new dislike for the lips.



I can't read it at all. All he could see was the genuine evil of Jang Il-so from that island. Just looking at it from afar gives me goosebumps.….



'Please...'



Whatever that Jang Il-so is after, the end is self-evident. The court wanted Namgung to take the right action.



However, until then, the court did not know.



What he should have really paid attention to is that Namgoongse is not a reaction from the side. What is the snake's poison that surrounds Maehwa Island really after?



Jang Il-so's mouth was strangely twisted when he looked around the Southern Palace.



Namgung Hwang was like a man whose soul had escaped. The embodiment of the apostle is nowhere to be found. All that's left is the image of a loser who was tricked into denying everything.



"Well."



Jang Il-so licked his red lips slowly with a nasal sound.



"Lose..."



“…….”



"No, Namgung Hwang."



He slowly raised his head, which Namgung Hwang bowed deeply. My jaw was shaking slightly. It seemed to tell me how he was holding up now.



"I'll ask for your help. What?"



“…….”



"Devilously and miserably. Yeah, that's what you have to say."



It's not a way of speaking to the enemy. It sounded as if he was lightly criticizing a child who didn't listen. Perhaps the tone is several times more humiliating to Namgung Hwang than to this situation.



"You must be mistaken. This is not a match between you and me. It's not a match between all the Namgoong Segawa people, you know?"



The big smile on his face was so bright that it seemed even more cruel.



"You don't even deserve to talk about defeat to me."



Namgung Hwang's shoulders trembled.



The giant who led the name of the Namgung was now collapsing. In an infinite amount of misery and brutality.



"So say it right again."



Jang Il-so's whispers spread clearly on the island, where everyone held their breath.



"Save me."



“…….”



"Now, I beg you, Namgung. That's how you're a good boy."



Jang Il-so's face was filled with brutal triumph. The expression was more clearly telling the situation than any other words.



Jang Il-so literally did not raise a finger, but pushed Namgung Hwang and Namgung Sega into a terrible sense of defeat. In a terrible sense of defeat that everyone would not have felt if they had died fighting.Namgung Hwang took his eyes off Jang Il-so and looked at the gashols.



Those who came here only believing in him. Those who did not add a word of resentment against him even though the situation has reached this far. Are you confident that you can witness the deaths of those people with your own eyes?



Namgung Hwang's mouth opened twisted. More desperate braincaps began to flow out than the bloodthirsty shouts.



"Sal……."



Jang Il-so stared at the scene with a smile.



"Sal………."



A twitchy jaw, bloodshot eyes, and hands trembling like an aspen tree.



It was the moment when the giant of the times finally tried to put it all down.



Oh, my god!



The sword that flew momentarily flooded the street and immediately flooded Jang Il-so's face.



"Hm?"



Kakao Talk!



Jang Il-so calmly raised his hand and blocked the sword with a ring on his hand.



A deathly silence fell at once.



The most astonishing thing was the gaol of the Namgung Sega. With their eyes wide open one by one, they breathed in astonishment at the situation.



moaning in despair that the lifeline he barely caught might have been cut off by that one attack.



Sneezing.



The sound of Jang Il-so's ring turning the blade of the sword rang eerie.



"…What are you doing, young man?"



Namgung Dōwi.



He clenched his teeth and stabbed Jang Il-so with a sword and growled with strength in his hand.



"Don't be funny, Jang Il-so."



“…….”



"I die here."



Jang Il-so looked at him with interesting eyes.



"Do, do!"



A loud scream came out of Namgungmyeong's mouth.



"What are you doing? Back off!"



"What if I step back?"



"What, what?"



Namgoongdowi gnashed his teeth and glanced behind him. His bloodshot eyes seemed to penetrate Namgungmyeong at any moment.



"If you step back, are you going to beg this guy for his life and return to Anhui?"



“…….”



"And to the children waiting in Sega, are you going to tell them that you've come back from fighting your best against Sapa's evil enemies?"



The last word was almost like a scream.



"Father!"



Namgoongdowi shouted at Namgoonghwang.



"The inspection that lost the agreement is not the inspection. The last thing to protect is not life, but the soul of the warrior!"



Namgung Hwang's body trembled.



"That's what you taught me! No one else, but you! But are you telling me to beg for my life from Safa?”



At the desperate cry, Namgung Hwang bit his lips and said.



"…Get back, Dodi."



"No! I'm not backing down."



"Death!"



Namgoongdowi glared at Jang Il-so.



"Did you say your life is your choice?"



"I did."



"Then I'll…….”



The snow on Namgung Island was shaking. It was not a remark that he uttered with conviction with a firm will. In fact, my mind shakes several times while I'm spitting out.



But that's why the words are rather encouraging.



"I die here."



“…….”



As soon as the horse fell, all the inspectors at the Namgung shivered.



Young bravado? Innocent choice from a stranger?



That can't be true.



That trembling hand is telling me. The Namgoong Dōwi is fighting the fear of death head on. I am fighting against the great evil of Jang Il-so with all my teeth are clenching my teeth.



"Namgoongdoyi! What...….”



Namgoongmyeong tried to restrain him urgently, but Namgoongdowi said as if cutting off his words.



"Live."



“…….”



"Go back alive. There's nothing wrong with that. That's the right choice."



Namgungmyeong closed his mouth.



"But at least one person...…at least one person should keep the will of the Namgung Palace. For the children of the Southern Palace to go back and face!"Namgoongdowi bit his lips.



"That's the role of the man who carries the blood of the palace."



No one could open their mouth.



The last thing to protect is not life, but the soul of the warrior. Not only Namgoong but also they have heard it numerous times. But at the end of the day, they didn't choose the spirit.



In such a situation, only Namgoong Dowi, who is still young, is keeping what he has learned.



Silence and shame simultaneously engulfed them.



Someone raised their head with bloodshot eyes. Someone bent their head down, and someone clasped their fists so that their fingernails could dig into the flesh.



The response was different, but it was clear what they were thinking. At the beginning of the fire, when only acrid smoke flowed out, a weak fire bloomed again.



Maybe it's nothing.



As Jang Il-so said, it may be just an illusion. But now there is a man here who would risk his life on that illusion.



Crunch.



I heard someone grinding their teeth. Intense emotions spread like wildfire from the tip of my toes, and two bloodshot eyes chased Namgoongdowi's back.



The one they've been protecting.



The future of the Namgung, which had to be defended with one's life.



The future has now thrown its own life to protect their last pride. If you claim to be a warrior, if you know how to fight with a sword, you can't look at this sight without being impressed.



Their dead eyes began to rekindle with venom again. As if someone could explode again if they just opened the door.



But at that moment, what they heard was Jang Il-so's voice mixed with a languid nasal sound.



"Well."



And as soon as they heard what followed, everyone in the Namgung instinctively felt that something was wrong now.



"You should."



Even the leader of the Namgung Palace looked at Jang Il-so in great confusion.



The defeated army looked at Namgung-do with a gentle smile.



"Yes, that's how the three southern palaces work. I was worried. I'm afraid you're going to die and live here."



Namgoongdowi thought.



This is a demon who came to deceive humans.



That soft, warm voice with no malice is the devil's. There's something deep and heavy hidden behind that voice that humans can't even imagine.



"You're a commendable young man.”



Jang Il-so smiled brightly. He seems to praise the child who did a good job.



Sharp.



Jang Il-so pushed out the sword in his hand and lightly shook his hand.



"There's nothing we can do about it."



Then, he slowly shrugged his shoulders with his arms slightly open.



"If you don't accept mercy, you have to do as you please."



“…….”



"A pseudonym."



"Yes, Lord Ryeon."



"Get everyone out of here."



He looked at Ryeonju with his big eyes. The young embarrassment and astonishment in his eyes were clearly recognized by even the inspectors of the Namgung Sega.



"…All the people?"



Normally, he would never ask Jang Il-so back, but the pseudonym was quite embarrassed.



Jang Il-so kicked his tongue with a hint of displeasure.



"You don't understand what I'm saying, aliases. I certainly said everyone. The entire Sapaeryon is pulling out of the island."



"Ryeo, Lord Ryeon. It's……."



Then Jang Il-so's eyes caught on to the family name. The cold gaze startled the penname and bowed his head.



"We'll do as you say."



"Yeah, yeah."



As if wondering when, Jang Il-so smiled again and slowly looked over Namgung Hwang, Namgung Sega and Namgung Dōwi."It's a moving spirit."



And he nodded like an actor on a well-organized opera stage. With a pure look of admiration.



At that moment, more anxiety penetrated into the heart of Namgoongdowi than ever before.



"Then... it would be polite to give an end worthy of his will."



Jang Il-so turned away. His red guns fluttered in the strong wind like wings.



A quiet and calm voice came out from him as he turned around.



"You're gonna die here. Suffering over and over again to see if his choice was right.”



There was not a moment's regret as long as the decision was made.



Jang Il-so walked along as it was. Then, the family name gestured.



The figures, who were bewildered by the situation, seemed to have hardened after receiving the order, but soon began to escape Maehwa Island with a face that they had no idea.



It was a ridiculous sight of the enemies who had put their swords in their throats and went back the way they had come. The Namgung Sega was not hasty in responding to any of the responses, and had to just watch.



"This is……."



Namgungmyeong murmured in a squeezing voice.



In the eyes of inspectors at Namgung Sega, doubts began to grow beyond suspicion.



Maybe…….



Wasn't Jang Il-so's proposal really mercy?



You didn't hide your intentions and drive them away, but you really tried to save them?



That can't be true. That can't be true.….



Then why does the author turn around like that without any hesitation? Why don't you force me? Why don't you take their own lives?



What the hell have they done now?



While everyone had no idea how to accept this situation, Namgung Do-wiman came up with an idea.



Maybe everything that happened on this island was Jang Il-so's plan.



The terrible idea that from the moment Jang Il-so first reached this place to this moment, maybe they could not escape from Jang Il-so's palm for a moment.



"Lord of Ryeon, they are...….”



"Surround the island by boat and keep an ant cub from escaping.”



"Yes? Yes! I will."



The pen name bit my lips slightly. Then I ended up asking carefully.



"What do you intend to do in the future, may I ask?"



Jang Il-so smiled.



"What do you mean? I'll tell you what real despair is."



"……Ah."



He nodded as if he had understood.



"Definitely a comfortable death for them is a luxury."



"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Alias. Why are you so out of control today? That's not it."



"…Yes?"



Jang Il-so twisted the corners of his mouth and laughed when he asked as if he was curious about his family name.



"I didn't care about the male palace from the beginning. My goal is....”



And slowly shifted his gaze.



"They're the middlemen.”



Jang Il-so's eyes looking at Shaolin over the river were deafening.



"It's barely a game. It's just the beginning. Now, let's let them know. How ugly things are hidden in me!"



Looking at him smiling as if he was really excited, I felt goosebumps all over his body at the moment.



It was the moment when Jang Il-so revealed his poison teeth to the world.