Bachelor Swordsmanship Remastered [EN]: Chapter 128

128. The Lonely Wolf

“What did you say?”

Dang Seol-yeon spoke as if she couldn’t believe it.

It was understandable.

A master who is supposed to be the successor of the Sword Saint can’t use light footwork [a martial arts technique for moving swiftly and silently]?

However, Woon-hyun’s expression was serious.

“Ha!”

Dang Seol-yeon let out a hollow laugh, as if she was dumbfounded.

But soon, she spoke in a sharp tone.

Not to Woon-hyun, but to Yeong Ho-jun.

“Your secretary really does a lot of things. I don’t want to be involved in such childish pranks, so you take care of it yourself. You’re the one in charge anyway.”

Dang Seol-yeon, who spewed out the words without a break, stomped her feet.

Thump. Swish.

Dang Seol-yeon disappeared into the forest with graceful movements.

Woon-hyun, who had only heard about the light footwork of masters, couldn’t take his eyes off her, his face filled with admiration.

As Dang Seol-yeon disappeared, Yeong Ho-jun asked Woon-hyun with a gentle expression.

“Then, what do you think is the best course of action?”

It wasn’t the attitude of treating a mere secretary.

Yeong Ho-jun, the representative of Hwasan [a prestigious martial arts sect], as well as Dang Seol-yeon of the Tang family [a family known for their expertise in using hidden weapons and poison], didn’t unilaterally give orders to Woon-hyun.

Moyong Mi was curious about it, and Woon-hyun spoke in a cautious tone.

“Perhaps, if someone could help…….”

Yeong Ho-jun smiled at Woon-hyun, who couldn’t continue speaking due to his apologetic feelings.

“I see. So, that means someone has to hold Secretary Woon.”

Suddenly, Yeong Ho-jun turned to Moyong Mi.

“Wouldn’t it be better to be in the arms of a beautiful lady rather than mine?”

Moyong Mi, who had been lost in thought, was startled.

Yeong Ho-jun said with a handsome, noble-like smile.

“Would you mind?”

Moyong Mi was flustered.

Moyong Mi, who unknowingly turned to Woon-hyun, met his eyes.

‘Ah.’

Moyong Mi blushed without realizing it.

Woon-hyun’s face flushed just as much.

“I will escort him.”

The one who saved the two from their predicament was Moyong Jin.

When he stepped forward, Yeong Ho-jun didn’t say anything more mischievous.

“Is that so? Then, I’ll leave it to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yeong Ho-jun lightly stepped forward.

Tap, whoosh.

As Yeong Ho-jun leaped, a gust of wind blew.

Surprisingly, Yeong Ho-jun leaped into the air and flew into the forest.

It was a flexible movement that was no less than Dang Seol-yeon’s from just now.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Thud.

Before Woon-hyun could reply, Moyong Jin embraced Woon-hyun and stepped forward.

At the same time, Woon-hyun’s body soared into the air as if he had become a bird.

Whoosh.

Moyong Jin flew into the forest with Woon-hyun.

And Moyong Mi let out a slight sigh of relief.

‘What on earth is he thinking?’

He must be hiding his skills.

If a secretary suddenly used light footwork, that would be strange.

But Woon-hyun’s expression is too serious to see it that way.

Moyong Mi shook her head slightly and stepped forward.

Tap.

With a flexible movement, Moyong Mi flew towards the forest.

A cool breeze lightly brushed her flushed cheeks, and the dark, dense forest quickly approached her.

‘It’s quite a rough mountain.’

The forest is deeper, and the mountains are rougher than expected.

However, it’s not just the mountains that are rough.

The people gathered here will be even rougher.

‘A clash is inevitable.’

There are many people chasing the Lone Wanderer Dokgo-rang.

Among them, there will be quite a few with excellent skills.

Swish.

Moyong Jin’s figure, going ahead, came into Moyong Mi’s view.

‘Ah!’

Woon-hyun, held in Moyong Jin’s arm, was struggling with a flustered expression.

It was like the reaction of a small animal that had been suddenly picked up.

Moyong Mi couldn’t help but laugh for a moment.

Spat.

Moyong Mi focused on her light footwork by circulating her inner energy.

Soon, the back of Plum Blossom Sword Yeong Ho-jun also came into view.

But one person was missing.

‘Where is Young Lady Dang Seol-yeon?’

Since she left first, she must be some distance away.

But it’s a different story to disappear completely like this.

Dang Seol-yeon should also know that they shouldn’t be scattered.

“Where is Young Lady Dang Seol-yeon?”

Swish.

Moyong Mi asked her brother, Moyong Jin, while using light footwork.

“I don’t know? I haven’t seen her yet either.”

“She seems to have left.”

The answer came from Yeong Ho-jun, who was walking ahead.

Tap.

Yeong Ho-jun landed on the ground with a light movement.

Moyong Jin, who was holding Woon-hyun, and Moyong Mi also stopped next to Yeong Ho-jun.

“Left?”

Moyong Mi asked, but Yeong Ho-jun scratched his head with a bitter smile.

“It seems the Snowflower of the Tang family had other business to attend to.”

“Other business?”

Even Yeong Ho-jun, who was on the same investigation team, didn’t know about it?

Moyong Mi couldn’t understand.

However, Yeong Ho-jun just wore a bitter smile.

“How would I know her heart?”

Moyong Jin asked.

“Then what should we do now?”

“We have to keep going.”

Yeong Ho-jun said that and looked into the forest, estimating the approximate location.

“Let’s walk from here. We need to look around.”

At those words, a sigh of relief escaped from Woon-hyun’s mouth.

“Shall we go then?”

Yeong Ho-jun said that and started walking ahead.

Sigh, sigh.

Moyong Jin, Woon-hyun, and Moyong Mi followed Yeong Ho-jun, moving their feet.

In the dark mountains, the blue moonlight was creating long shadows behind the three people.

***

Dangmun’s Snowflower, Dang Seol-yeon, was standing in a valley in Cheoljeong Mountain.

In the night valley where the moonlight was falling, only the passing wind occasionally shook the branches, and there was no sign of anyone.

In that quiet valley, Dang Seol-yeon was lost in thought alone.

“Seol-yeon-ah.”

A deep voice flowed out of the darkness.

Dang Seol-yeon, who hadn’t noticed any signs, was startled.

But soon, a bright smile filled Dang Seol-yeon’s face.

“Grandfather!”

Under the blue moonlight, someone was approaching her.

There was no sound of footsteps.

However, every time he moved his feet, the grass and trees in the valley were instantly withering.

Fuss.

Neither the dense thickets nor the large trees were exceptions.

Everything around him that passed by instantly lost its vitality and withered away.

But when he moved his feet and passed by, the withered grass and trees regained their greenness as if nothing had happened.

Like a god who controls life and death, everything was dying and then coming back to life every time he moved his feet.

“Hehe, my granddaughter Yeon-ah has become even prettier in the meantime.”

The old man looked mysterious and benevolent, like the spirit of Cheoljeong Mountain.

“Medicine Saint Grandfather!”

Pak.

Dang Seol-yeon fearlessly hugged the old man, the Medicine Saint [a highly skilled physician, often with mystical abilities].

“Oh my, oh my. What is this a grown woman doing?”

The Medicine Saint said in a seemingly stern voice.

However, a smile never left the Medicine Saint’s lips as he stroked Dang Seol-yeon’s head with his wrinkled hand.

“Yes, did you bring him?”

At the Medicine Saint’s words, Dang Seol-yeon stepped back.

And nodded her head.

“Yes. He’s in this mountain now.”

The Medicine Saint looked into Dang Seol-yeon’s eyes.

That gaze was still gentle, but an intense force that couldn’t be hidden was overflowing.

“You haven’t asked me for anything all this time.”

The Medicine Saint said in a gentle voice.

“Even when you mentioned Plum Blossom Sword so often, you never actually asked me for anything.”

“G-Grandfather!”

Dang Seol-yeon said with a flustered expression.

But she couldn’t stop the Medicine Saint’s words.

“You say he’s the successor of the Sword Saint, but I don’t believe it.”

The Medicine Saint said in a firm voice.

“Lee Geom-hak is not someone who would have disciples or successors.”

“But…….”

“However.”

The Medicine Saint, interrupting Dang Seol-yeon’s words, smiled with a gentle expression.

“It is clear that Lee Geom-hak and Bulyeong are showing interest in him. Even though Yeom Jung-bu went to find him, he returned without any results. So, how could I not be interested as well?”

At those words, Dang Seol-yeon’s expression brightened.

The Medicine Saint nodded his head.

“So, I will do as you say.”

“Thank you, Grandfather.”

Dang Seol-yeon wore a bright smile.

She already knew this would happen.

But the significance of confirming that she could actually move the Medicine Saint was very great.

Therefore, Dang Seol-yeon’s gratitude and joy were sincere.

A happy smile was also spreading on the Medicine Saint’s lips as he looked at his lovely granddaughter.

***

Swoosh.

“Cough!”

As the blade drew a blue trajectory, a scream erupted.

The stench of blood spread into the darkness, but the eyes gleaming with greed didn’t waver at all.

“Who’s next?”

The man standing alone said in a rough, dry voice.

He was none other than the Lone Wanderer, Dokgo-rang.

His roughly tied long hair, dirtied face, and blood-stained clothes were telling of his situation of being chased for a long time.

However, his eyes are still sharp and his blade still shines blue.

Moreover, the red blood flowing under his feet and his eerie aura made him look like a wounded beast, or even a madman.

Perhaps because of that aura?

Those surrounding him now, despite their numerical superiority, were not daring to attack the Lone Wanderer.

“Hmph.”

The Lone Wanderer, Dokgo-rang, smirked.

“Are you scared?”

The ones hiding in the darkness stirred.

But no one stepped forward.

The ones here were virtually all enemies and competitors.

The reason why the Lone Wanderer, Dokgo-rang, became a target is because he has a treasure.

A peerless secret manual.

It was a word that anyone who wields a sword couldn’t help but be interested in.

Even if it’s just a rumor, there’s no need to even mention it if the Murim Alliance [a coalition of martial arts sects] is determined to investigate.

It was only natural that people’s eyes were gleaming with greed.

“As expected, you bastards can only bark.”

The Lone Wanderer ridiculed them.

“You bastard!”

Thump.

With a heavy reverberation, someone revealed himself.

“How dare you insult us?”

He shouted in a loud voice, slamming the thick spear shaft into the ground.

“The sins you have committed so far are so heinous that we, the Three Heroes of Shandong [a region in China], will judge you!”

It was an imposing aura, as if he were a great hero, but he was not alone.

Woong, woong.

A man spinning a small silver meteor hammer and a burly warrior wielding a large sword appeared on the Lone Wanderer’s left and right.

They were surrounding the Lone Wanderer as if to encircle him.

“The Three Heroes of Shandong?”

“That’s right! We are…….”

“There’s no need to say it.”

The Lone Wanderer, interrupting the words of the Three Heroes of Shandong, wore a sneer.

“Because it will be a name that will disappear after tonight anyway.”

“You bastard! How dare you…….”

The voice of the man who claimed to be the Three Heroes of Shandong could not continue this time either.

Because the Lone Wanderer was glaring at him sharply.

‘Ugh.’

The first of the Three Heroes of Shandong groaned.

It was murderous intent.

It was that of a wounded beast, and also the nature of a warrior wielding a sword.

The eerie murderous intent was gleaming blue in the Lone Wanderer’s eyes.

“Come.”

The Lone Wanderer said, shining his eyes through his disheveled hair.

“I’ll kill you.”

It was definitely a smile that appeared on the Lone Wanderer’s lips as he spat out the eerie voice.

The Three Heroes of Shandong trembled without realizing it.

But it didn’t last long.

Swish.

The Three Heroes of Shandong exchanged glances.

Woong, woong.

The sound of the silver meteor hammer grew louder, and the large sword flashed its blue blade.

The huge spear blade also shone its tip towards the Lone Wanderer, Dokgo-rang.

“Your secret manual.”

The first of the Three Heroes of Shandong said, grinding his teeth.

“We will take it.”

Greed flashed in the eyes of those hiding in the darkness.

The same was true for the Three Heroes of Shandong.

However, the Lone Wanderer, Dokgo-rang’s eyes were sinking even more coldly.