Bachelor Swordsmanship Remastered [EN]: Chapter 144

144. Me Too

It was Go Jin-cheol’s turn last.

Yun-hyun, after letting his colleagues go first, offered sincere advice to Go Jin-cheol, who approached him last.

“This is it,” Yun-hyun said, finishing his remarks.

What he wrote down for the young disciples wasn’t anything grand.

It was merely a summary of each person’s strengths and weaknesses, and guidance on the direction in which they should train.

But for the young disciples, it was advice more precious than gold.

There were countless martial artists in the world wandering aimlessly, unable to find that ‘direction’.

“If you continue as you have been, you won’t face any major difficulties even without me. From now on……”

“Yes?”

Go Jin-cheol spoke without realizing it.

He interrupted Yun-hyun, unaware of his own impoliteness.

“Are you leaving the family?”

With a wry smile, Yun-hyun nodded.

“I think I’ll be leaving as early as tomorrow.”

“Ah.”

Go Jin-cheol sighed.

“It’s a pity. It’s only been three days, no, two days.”

It had only been three days, including the day he witnessed Yun-hyun’s swordsmanship.

It was no wonder Go Jin-cheol felt regret.

“It is said that a scholar with ambition should be looked at anew after three days [a Chinese idiom meaning to view someone with new respect after a short period of progress],” Yun-hyun said, as if to comfort him.

“As martial artists with ambition, how can you say it’s only been three days? You have already become worthy of a second look. If you don’t lose this spirit, no one will be able to ignore you.”

Go Jin-cheol did not doubt Yun-hyun’s words.

But the regret was unavoidable.

“You’re leaving?”

Another disciple asked from behind.

Go Jin-cheol’s surprised voice must have reached them.

The young disciples, who had gathered before he knew it, couldn’t hide their disappointment.

“It’s a shame.”

“But it can’t be helped. A great man is not someone with a lot of free time.”

“Right. We should be grateful that he’s watched over us for a few days.”

In fact, Yun-hyun, who had plenty of free time, wore a wry smile.

Then, suddenly, one disciple said.

“Instead of this, shouldn’t we have a farewell party at the tavern?”

Some people’s faces brightened, but Yun-hyun quickly interjected.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t drink as I’m currently on official duty.”

That was a natural thing for Yun-hyun to say.

As a member of the investigation team, he was officially on duty until he returned to the Murim Alliance [a martial arts alliance].

“Oh, then……”

The disciples, wondering what to do, looked at each other, but Yun-hyun smiled gently.

“Rather than that, how about showing me your training one last time? Ah, but there’s not enough time……”

“No.”

Go Jin-cheol said firmly.

“What problem could there be when you want to see it, sir?”

Swish.

Go Jin-cheol, who had risen to his feet, looked back at his colleagues and said.

“Everyone, line up! This is the last training we’ll show the great man!”

No one objected to his booming voice.

Soaring sounds began to reach Mo Yong-mi’s ears as she was lost in thought.

Mo Yong-mi raised her head and looked towards the training ground.

‘Huh?’

She heard Go Jin-cheol shouting ‘last training’.

Mo Yong-mi frowned slightly.

‘Are they going to do it again?’

It was already late, but the young disciples were lining up in an orderly fashion.

Mo Yong-mi was puzzled by the sight, which contradicted Yun-hyun’s statement that it would be over soon.

But Mo Yong-mi decided to watch quietly.

‘This is a good thing.’

She was curious to see how much the disciples had changed in just a few days.

The family head, Mo Yong-dancheon, was delighted, calling it heavenly luck, but was that really the case?

Mo Yong-mi watched the young disciples lined up in the training ground with a serious look.

“First Sword, Jeonggeom! [Basic Straight Sword]”

It was a basic swordsmanship that was already familiar to Mo Yong-mi.

Mo Yong-mi, who had been expecting a little more, was slightly disappointed.

But when you think about it, it’s only been a few days.

It would be strange if the immature young disciples were to perform amazing swordsmanship.

“Draw swords!”

Chang.

At Go Jin-cheol’s cry, the disciples filling the training ground drew their swords in unison.

The sound was particularly clear to Mo Yong-mi’s ears.

“Jeonggeom First Form!”

Tension filled the training ground.

The taut tension overflowed and flowed to Mo Yong-mi, who was standing apart.

“Jeonggeom Angcheon! [Upward Facing Sword]”

Swoosh.

It was just a simple swordsmanship of swinging the sword upwards.

However, the sight unfolding before Mo Yong-mi’s eyes could never be called a simple swordsmanship.

That was because dozens of blades drew arcs towards the sky simultaneously, as if they were a single sword.

A sword path that was precise and resolute, like a sharp blade without even an inch of error.

Mo Yong-mi felt a chill as the dozens of blades rose simultaneously, scattering their sword light.

But that wasn’t the end of it.

Thud.

As the young disciples stomped their feet, the training ground rumbled heavily.

And then, an enormous shout erupted.

“Haaa!”

‘Ugh.’

Mo Yong-mi hugged her arms without realizing it.

Because goosebumps had risen on her arms.

‘T, this is……’

Mo Yong-mi was also the daughter of a martial arts family.

Even though she didn’t measure up to the chief disciple, Mo Yong-jin, she had also trained in her family’s swordsmanship for a long time.

She had an eye for martial arts and was not afraid of actual combat.

But now, the swordsmanship of the young disciples, whom she had thought to be immature, was shocking Mo Yong-mi.

Swoosh.

Dozens of blades moving at the same time.

The blades that rose and slashed all at once without the slightest deviation completely captivated Mo Yong-mi’s gaze.

It wasn’t great inner strength or a tremendous move.

However, the power that only a unified group could unleash was overwhelming Mo Yong-mi.

‘T, this is.’

She had never seen such a sight in any martial arts family, not even in the Murim Alliance.

It was the real power of a properly trained group, which even Mo Yong-mi had not realized.

Thud.

“Haa!”

Another heavy impact and a shout erupted.

Mo Yong-mi tightened her grip on her arms.

The goosebumps on her arms were not going away.

***

The young disciples’ swordsmanship was over.

But no one moved.

The dozens of extended blade tips were still maintaining a taut tension with strength.

“……Good.”

Yun-hyun said.

Only then did the tension disappear from the young disciples’ faces.

“Sheathe swords!”

At Go Jin-cheol’s shout, the disciples sheathed their swords.

Without anyone telling them to, they turned their heads and looked at Yun-hyun.

Sparkling eyes directed at him.

Facing that sight, Yun-hyun quietly opened his mouth.

“You have worked hard.”

Yun-hyun continued calmly.

“You are disciples of the Mo Yong Family. You will probably learn the Mo Yong Family’s techniques soon.”

Yun-hyun smiled as he spoke.

“I can say with certainty that you will fall in love with the Mo Yong Family’s swordplay. That’s exactly what happened to me.”

A smile spread among the young disciples.

How could they not be pleased that a master was praising the Mo Yong Family’s sword?

At the same time, it presented the young disciples with a clear goal and awareness.

That learning the Mo Yong Family’s sword was more valuable than gaining the family’s status or wealth.

Yun-hyun watched the smiling young disciples with a pleased expression.

And then he suddenly said.

“Cherish your friends and colleagues.”

It was a sudden remark, but it was a sincere one without a hint of falsehood.

Because the sight of the young disciples smiling at each other reminded him of those days he missed, those days he had now lost.

“Even if you don’t realize it now, they are much more precious than you think.”

Yun-hyun’s voice was filled with regret.

That made the young disciples quite solemn.

Yun-hyun smiled at them and said.

“See you again.”

That was Yun-hyun’s farewell.

As Yun-hyun tried to step down from the platform, Go Jin-cheol immediately clasped his hands together.

“Thank you! Great Man!”

“Thank you! Great Man!”

The young disciples’ voices echoed through the training ground.

Yun-hyun also stopped walking and clasped his hands together to pay his respects to them.

He wanted to say more, but he couldn’t.

Because he felt like he would burst into tears if he did.

Yun-hyun, who had paid his respects, stepped down from the platform.

Thus, the short relationship ended, but the young disciples could not move easily.

Step, step.

Yun-hyun, who had left the training ground, approached Mo Yong-mi, who was waiting.

“I’m sorry for making you wait.”

Yun-hyun apologized to Mo Yong-mi.

“It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

Mo Yong-mi said calmly.

“Thank you.”

In the meantime, the disciples in the training ground passed by in groups.

As if they didn’t want to disturb Yun-hyun and Mo Yong-mi, the disciples bowed their heads silently and passed by.

Thanks to that, Yun-hyun and Mo Yong-mi had to see them off in silence for a while.

“It was amazing.”

Mo Yong-mi said suddenly.

“Yes? What……”

Yun-hyun turned his head absentmindedly.

And seeing Mo Yong-mi’s beautiful profile so close in front of him, he quickly turned his head again.

“The new disciples’ swordsmanship was truly impressive. I wondered what could change in just a few days……”

Mo Yong-mi turned to Yun-hyun and continued.

“Grand Master Yun is truly amazing.”

“Ahem. No.”

Yun-hyun cleared his throat and avoided Mo Yong-mi’s gaze.

It was still unfamiliar and embarrassing for Yun-hyun to have a conversation with a beautiful young lady so closely.

“I just taught them as I learned.”

“Is that so?”

Mo Yong-mi smiled.

“Then that person must be amazing too.”

That may have just been a polite remark.

But Yun-hyun couldn’t help but feel a rush of memories of his sworn brother, Ilchung-hyun.

“……Yes.”

Yun-hyun said in a slightly trembling voice.

“He was really an amazing person.”

Looking back, he was truly an amazing person.

How easy is it to protect loyalty and trust with death?

So Ilchung-hyun was truly an extraordinary person as a martial artist, as a subject, and as a human being.

And at that moment, Mo Yong-mi realized that Yun-hyun’s answer was quite meaningful.

‘Huh?’

Yun-hyun’s tone felt like he could no longer meet the ‘person who taught him’.

‘Maybe……’

This may be a big clue about the Azure Dragon Sword Master.

Mo Yong-mi tried to ask more.

But at that moment, Mo Yong-mi saw it.

Yun-hyun’s eyes were filled with deep sadness and regret.

Mo Yong-mi couldn’t say anything more.

Swish.

Mo Yong-mi turned her head.

And quietly waited for Yun-hyun’s emotions to subside.

Chirp, chirp.

The sound of insects was heard in the darkness.

How long had it been?

“Thank you for your trouble during this time.”

Yun-hyun said suddenly.

When Mo Yong-mi turned around, she saw Yun-hyun, who was always smiling softly.

“Are you leaving tomorrow?”

“Yes.”

Yun-hyun nodded.

“……Sanga will be lonely.”

Yun-hyun smiled at Mo Yong-mi’s words.

But before Yun-hyun could say anything, Mo Yong-mi continued.

“And me too.”