Invitation to the Chatroom of the Gods - Chapter 61



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Episode 61 – The Reason Why I Can’t Give Up

The appearance of Akjihak, who is so evil that he cannot even be considered human.

Seeing his appearance as if he was embracing the ominousness of the entire world, Namgung Yerin could understand why Cheongwoon had told her to give up on martial arts.

but.

Namgung Yerin did not put down her sword.

······I couldn’t give up on the military.

Following Dang So-hyang’s advice, Namgung Ye-rin was finally able to be honest with herself.

But to be completely honest, that wasn’t the case.

I had become honest about my feelings for Cheongun, but I still couldn’t be honest about expressing them.

I really wanted to confess my feelings to Cheongwoon.

But the reason I couldn’t bring myself to do that was······.

It was because I wanted to go······with you.

Because I always wanted to be together.

Not from behind, but right next to you.

Namgung Yerin slowly turned her gaze and looked at Cheongwoon, who was sitting in the waiting room.

Cheongwoon’s gaze was not directed at Namgung Yerin, but at Akjihak.

Seriously… he was a nasty man.

He has no sense at all, and is so stubborn that I just want to give up.

But I hate seeing Cheong-un flirting with another woman, so I just want to stay in the countryside and live alone for the rest of my life.

So, he was a man who made me feel sad and frustrated every time I saw him.

Still, I wanted to go together.

Cheongun seemed to be moving forward toward some goal.

Namgung Yerin didn’t know what it was, but if it was something that a warrior of Cheongun’s level was aiming for, it would be a very distant goal.

It was obvious that it would be an incredibly rough road, but whatever it was, Namgung Yerin wanted to go with them.

So I couldn’t say it.

If Namgung Yerin were to express her honest feelings to Cheongwoon, it would only cause trouble for Cheongwoon.

It probably wouldn’t be easy to throw it away.

Although he was a mean man, Cheongwoon’s heart and mind were wider and warmer than anyone else’s.

···That’s why.

Namgung Yerin’s insistence on being with Cheongwoon was holding him back, so she couldn’t honestly express her feelings.

Cheongwoon had to train and study every day to move forward, but he didn’t know that Namgung Yerin would get in the way.

Cheongun was the great king of the Yangtze River Knights, and perhaps Cheongun could have become the temporary lord of Jiangsu Province, and even become a lord and rule the world.

However, Namgung Yerin could not provide any help to Cheongun.

Up until now, I have only received help from Cheongun. I have only received help from Cheongun of the Missionary Office, and I have only received help from the King of the Yangtze River.

Namgung Yerin never helped Cheongwoon.

If it is still like that now, and if they get closer than now, it is obvious that Namgung Yerin’s existence will become some kind of ‘stumbling block’ that prevents Cheongwoon from moving forward.

But honestly… I wish you would look back a little.

I wish Cheongwoon would turn his head back for a moment, which had been looking only forward, and I wish Cheongwoon would stop his steps, which had been moving only forward, and turn back.

But he, Cheongun, never looks back.

‘no.’

You must not look back on your fortunes.

I don’t even hope to stand before Cheongun.

But at least I don’t want to be ‘behind’ Cheongun. Rather than holding him back from ‘behind’ Cheongun, I want to move forward together with him from ‘side’ Cheongun.

So, you have to stand by his side.

I had to prove that I was worthy of standing beside him, not behind him.

Cheong-un, who knew nothing, advised her to abstain, but that was why Namgung Ye-rin could not abstain.

Me. Right now. Here.

‘I can never lose.’

Because I had to prove that I was worthy of standing by your side.

Even as a single warrior.

Even as a woman.

“If you’re ready, let’s get started!”

Namgung Yerin could never lose to Akjihak.

* * *

The Secret Line Hall located in the Murim Alliance.

The Murim Alliance was an organization that followed justice and righteousness through the union of numerous political factions.

But because the world of martial arts was so crazy, there were so many crazy people, and when dealing with those crazy people, you couldn’t help but become crazy along with them.

Just as you can’t avoid getting dirty when fighting in the mud, sometimes you have to deal with things that go against justice and righteousness.

However, since such work could not be done officially, it had to be done in an unofficial, shadowy setting, and the place that took charge of such work was Biseondang.

That is why the Biseondang was not a subordinate organization of the Murim Alliance.

It was an organization directly under the leader and was run by the leader himself, and was not officially affiliated with any organization.

In this way, he was able to deal with the dark affairs that the Murim Alliance could not address, and through this, he was able to naturally access various news and information from the Murim world.

Currently, the place that is in charge of the role of an ‘information agency’ that searches for, collects, and records the history and information of the martial arts world is Biseondang (秘線堂).

The history and information gathered while working in the shadows were recorded and stored in the library of the secret order, and it contained not only the history of the martial arts world over the past several hundred years, but also secret stories that should not be known to the world.

That is why the records contained in the secret archives are treated as the most secret of all.

Access to the Biseondang Library was also strictly controlled, and only the Murim Alliance Leader, the Biseondang Leader, and those approved by the Alliance Leader were allowed to view it.

Those who were allowed to view it were very few in number, excluding the Murim Alliance Leader and the Biseondang Leader······.

“Blood lotus gate. Blood lotus gate···”

The military officer of the Murim Alliance, Zhuge Liangbao, was one of the few people who could be counted on one hand.

Jegal Yangbaek checked the records in the Biseondang library one by one.

Since the formation of the Murim Alliance, all kinds of martial arts history have been recorded, so the amount was truly enormous and it was impossible to find the information you wanted overnight.

Zhuge Liangbao was locked up in the library of the Biseondang for almost half a month.

What kind of suffering is this, not even being able to watch the main event of the Yongbong branch?

I wondered if it was really necessary to do this, and after a week and a night, I even thought about just giving up.

But this ominous feeling keeps rising up inside my heart.

Zhuge Liangbao had to confirm the true nature of this ominous feeling.

Zhuge Liangbao continued to check the records in the Bisundang library.

“···Huh?”

And in one old and worn-out document, I was able to see the words I had been looking for: ‘Blood Alliance Gate’.

The library of the non-standing department is managed in the best possible way.

However, since it was so old and worn out, it could be said to be an old document, so Zhuge Liangbao carefully checked the contents of the document.

and.

“This, this is···!!!”

Zhuge Liangbao was finally able to confirm the true nature of the ominous feeling that had been rising deep in his heart. Furthermore, he was also able to understand the reason why his mind had been itching.

There was one reason.

This was because it was something that Zhuge Liangbao had never experienced.

Probably most of the current martial arts world is like that.

The Blood Lotus Sect existed 100 years ago, and was destroyed 50 years ago.

“The devil······!”

The devil’s cult.

Blood Lotus Sect was another name for the Demonic Cult.

According to this old document, a sect called the ‘Hyeolryeonmun’ started about 100 years ago.

This old document states that the Blood Lotus Sect grew in power and came to be called the ‘Magic Sect’.

Since it happened over 100 years ago, no one knew about it, and even today, everyone only knows it by the name of ‘Devil’s Cult’.

It’s only written in one line in the records deep inside the secret library.

Zhuge Liangbao also only knew of the Demonic Cult.

then.

The Akjihak of the Blood Lotus Sect meant a member of the Demonic Cult.

However, the Yongbong branch was a competition in which only the ‘late-level indices’ of each sect participated, not anyone else.

That means that Akjihak is the later index of the Demonic Cult. And the later index refers to the next ‘long-term level’ articles.

The leader of the Demonic Cult, Cheonma.

The later index that follows is······.

“How could the leader of the Demonic Cult···!”

Akjihak······ came to mean the leader of a demonic cult.

······had to stop.

The Yongbong branch had to be stopped immediately.

Time was of the essence.

It wasn’t the time to be nitpicking about regulations and such.

The leader of the Demonic Cult never moves alone. Thus, tens of thousands of spectators gathered to watch the Yongbongjihoe.

It was impossible to even determine how many of them······were members of the Demonic Cult.

“Tell the leader about this right now···!!!”

Zhuge Liangbao hurriedly ran out of the library of the Secretariat.

* * *

The difference in level is stark.

This was the feeling I could feel from the first collaboration between Akjihak and Namgung Yerin.

Namgung Yerin was clearly an outstanding warrior.

She was one step ahead of the reviewers of the old file room, and considering that she was only just becoming an adult and was twenty years old, she could be called a true ‘genius’.

But it wasn’t the case for Akjihak.

The difference in level between the Department of Music and the Department of Music was ‘stark’.

Akjihak swung his sword lightly, scattering the sword’s blades.

At first glance, it didn’t seem to have much momentum, but I could feel ‘something’ contained within it.

The will to kill.

In other words, it was an ‘invitation to kill.’

An attack that is intended to kill the opponent rather than subdue them.

Akjihak was throwing arrows at Namgung Yerin without hesitation. However, Akjihak did not really intend to kill Namgung Yerin.

joke.

A prank where a curious child kills an ant by poking it with his finger out of curiosity.

To Akjihak, Namgung Yerin was no different from an ant.

Chahak!

Namgung Yerin’s arm was cut and blood spurted out.

It was a common wound that could occur during a fierce fight, but no one thought of it that simply.

“I, that···.”

“Is it okay…?”

The atmosphere at the venue suddenly became agitated.

Even ordinary people who didn’t know much about martial arts noticed something strange and were confused.

The high-level drones had already frowned.

The same was true for the hundreds of martial arts alliance warriors deployed to prepare for any eventuality.

He was aware of Akjihak’s tricks, but he couldn’t bring himself to intervene.

The Yongbongjihoe was a one-on-one duel, and such injuries were common, and the showdown was not over yet.

The fight must continue unless one side declares abstention or becomes incapacitated.

Chahak!

The wounds on Namgung Yerin’s body increased.

The difference between level and rank.

Namgung Yerin couldn’t handle Akjihak’s pranks.

However, Namgung Yerin did not give up and stood up to Akjihak.

Namgung Yerin was someone who was ultimately judged as ‘pretty’, but she was also a proper warrior.

She knew all too well that there were times when one must not avoid or run away, even if it was a fight one could never win.

-So just wait and see! I will definitely win!

Kang! Kakang!

– And of course. I don’t really mean anything by what I’m saying, right? So please don’t misunderstand and listen to me.

Chaechang!

-If I, if I defeat Akjihak and go up…

Kwaaang!

-Please grant me one wish.

Phew!

Bright red blood spurted out like a fountain on Namgung Yerin’s shoulder, which was cut long by Akjihak’s sword.

“Haaah···!”

Namgung Yerin’s face was distorted in pain and her body staggered violently.

But there was nothing I could do.

I couldn’t do anything.

This was the Yongbongjihoe’s secret meeting, and it was Namgung Yerin’s fight, not mine.

There was no justification or reason for me to intervene here.

If I intervened here, there would be a lot of criticism and condemnation.

Interfering in a one-on-one, fair fight is something that a political party member should not do. It is also clearly against the rules of the Yongbong branch.

If I, a ‘participant’ and not an ‘official’, interfere in the fight between the two here, I will be disqualified and lose my qualification as a member of the Yongbongjihoe.

That’s why other reviewers are just trembling and shaking, unable to come forward.

Furthermore, it was not polite to a warrior named Namgung Yerin, so it is disqualifying as a fellow warrior.

Moreover, the main event has just begun.

My secret hasn’t even started yet.

I couldn’t give up on winning the Yongbong branch because it would have been a significant obstacle to teaching the later indexes of the Gupaebang.

I couldn’t give up the virtues of my seniors.

It would be a wise choice to meet Akjihak in the finals.

Warm heart, cool head.

Now is the time to be cool-headed and follow the judgment of your head and reason.

Wedge!

Akjihak’s slash narrowly missed Namgung Yerin. However, Akjihak lightly extended his other hand as if he had intended to do so.

And in a split second.

Akjihak’s hand passed under the nape of Namgung Yerin’s neck.

‘Ahyeol (dull hole)···?’

Ahyeol (啞穴), one of the blood vessels in the human body.

When the blood flow is blocked, the body becomes stiff and speech becomes impossible.

But it passed in such a fleeting moment that I wasn’t sure.

That’s why no one noticed anything strange.

At that moment, another weed flies towards Namgung Yerin.

Namgung Yerin opens her mouth wide.

Read the emotions in Namgung Yerin’s eyes.

Two emotions were entangled in her eyes.

Embarrassment and the fear of dying······’fear’.

At that moment-.

Woohoo.

I felt a small vibration at my waist.

Cloud Dragon Sword.

The sword of Shinbyeong-igi, which will leave its owner if its owner commits an act that goes against morality, but will cut down all enemies that stand in its way if it is with morality.

The sound of the Cloud Dragon Sword awakens my spirit.

Since when.

Are you saying that you thought about it before you thought about it?

Since when.

Are you saying that understanding is necessary to accept the heart?

It’s not that I don’t want the Yongbong branch to win.

It’s not that I don’t want to be the dragon, the winner of the Yongbongjihoe.

However, if ignoring the urgency of someone in need is what the Yongbongjihoe calls a dragon······.

I will gladly not become a dragon.

I will gladly remain as a snake.

My memory was cut off for a moment.

And then suddenly I came to my senses.

Taeeulseon martial arts sword.

The sixth invitation.

A flash of light.

Before I knew it, I was rushing towards Akjihak with the Yunryong Sword.