Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 484

Tales of Nangsungan – Part 2, Episode 193

Thump, thump, thump.

The guy’s severed head rolled across the floor.

“Eeeek!”

The maids screamed, scattering in utter terror.

Regardless, Cheonbeom was subtly glowing with a golden light.

His eyes and hair turned gold as he looked at Saha, and her torn clothes mended themselves.

Saha stumbled up, kneeling as she approached Beom. Stroking his cheek, which was in the form of her son, she asked sorrowfully,

“Beom?”

“…Yes.”

Beom hugged Saha in his son’s form, his eyes filled with sadness.

“Did you know?”

Saha replied to his question.

“I half knew.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Beom wiped them away.

Soon, he transformed into the Cheonbeom Saha knew.

A man with sharp features, but with honest eyes and a generous heart.

“You managed to impregnate a woman you never even shared a proper moment with. I didn’t know you were such a romantic,”

She asked, half in joy, half in resentment, and Beom gave a bitter smile.

“What are you going to do now? You made a woman who never received a man’s affection bear a child, so you’ll 당연히 [of course] take responsibility, right?”

She smiled through her tears.

How could he refuse?

Beom kissed Saha.

As their lips touched, Saha hugged his neck tightly, as if never wanting to be apart again.

The kiss, as if they would be together forever, broke apart with a slender thread.

Saha’s eyes were still teary, but she was smiling more brightly than he had ever seen.

Seeing her smile so radiantly while crying stung a corner of his heart.

“You knew this would happen.”

“I thought you would save me. Honestly, I was a little reckless….”

Beom flicked her forehead, gently scolding her.

“What if I hadn’t known? You would have been violated by that bastard.”

The magic circle and the incense’s scent that the guy activated were not from Sangseon [a region or sect].

He must have had a real backer.

At Cheonbeom’s rebuke, Saha opened her skirt.

Her fair skin and full breasts were revealed, with a faint golden mark on them.

“I would have killed myself before that happened.”

“…Seriously.”

She said it so calmly.

He didn’t know if she was brave or had no attachment to life.

When he asked why she did that, she said it was to protect her chastity.

“I always suspected… but I wasn’t sure. If the child I bore wasn’t something of yours, I wouldn’t have been able to face you, and if you had died, I would have had no reason to live either.”

Beom’s heart ached at Saha’s slightly blushing face.

“But why… did you come out of my womb? What happened to your original body?”

It was then.

Beom frowned, held out his palm, and coughed, his hand covered in blood.

Soon, Beom’s hair and eyes turned black, and his complexion turned pale.

“You’ve overdone it….”

“It’s nothing.”

Beom, who had instantly returned to his child form, was panting heavily, looking quite exhausted.

Saha quickly embraced Beom.

“Being held by a woman is a bit….”

“You’ve been pretending to be my son and seeing everything all this time… and you slept well when I sang you lullabies.”

“….”

Beom was speechless.

Saha patted Beom, holding him, and left Yongmagol [likely a location].

While using her 遁術 [Dunjutsu – escaping technique] to go to Sangseo [likely a location].

Beom said.

“I died once.”

Saha’s heart dropped.

“You… did.”

“I became a disciple of Oh Gyeong-gye-ju, and just in case, I cast a spell on you.”

That was the 윤회절온공 [Yunhoejeolon gong – a type of spell]. He had cast it before parting with Saha, just in case, but he never dreamed it would save his life like this. 윤회절온공 [Yunhoejeolon gong] allowed him to cast a spell in advance with a glimpse of the 구결 [Gugyeol – key phrase of the spell] without taking the fruit.

In any case, it was clearly thanks to 윤회적오공 [Yunhoejeok ogong] and his teacher that he survived, but the reason he died was also his teacher’s fault. But Beom did not blame his teacher.

‘Thanks to him, I experienced death.’

Beom had not been able to give a definite answer about death.

Having experienced it now, he seemed to know more about death than anyone else.

“Thanks to you, I had a child without even sharing a proper moment with a man.”

“…I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s okay. You’ll take responsibility.”

Beom could only smile bitterly.

“Who killed you? We need to take revenge.”

“Ilsinhongseong Ye-dong.”

“Ilsinhongseong Ye-dong? You don’t mean Sangcheonhaewol [a group or organization]?”

“He’s Wonseon Taesa [a high-ranking title] of Sangcheonhaewol [a group or organization]. I didn’t know he was that strong.”

“You’re crazy. Fighting with Wonseon [title]!”

“Do you think I wanted to fight? I was captured and killed.”

He had 탐화 [Tamhwa – a subordinate] take most of the treasures with him.

It was a pity to lose the body he had trained for so long, but what could he do?

‘I planted 피안골화 [Pian Golhwa – a type of flower] just in case… but I don’t know if it’s still intact.’

It would be a shame if he couldn’t find it, but it didn’t matter much.

He had gained a great enlightenment.

His body was not yet fully recovered, but he could restore it if given enough time.

It wouldn’t be too difficult if he operated 벽공부촉멸 [Byeokgong bu chokmyeol – a technique] to the extreme.

It was just going down a path he had already walked.

It wasn’t even that difficult.

Unlike before, when he had haphazardly explored and learned various things, he was now able to systematically take in only what he needed.

If he only thought about cultivation, it could even be seen as a good thing.

“Beom.”

“What?”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“….”

“It would have been better if you had told me sooner.”

It wasn’t a reproachful tone.

She had suffered a lot of mental anguish over the past years, so it was a small complaint and regret.

“I was sorry to you. Besides….”

“Besides?”

“I’ve never had a mother before… so maybe I unconsciously felt your embrace was so warm.”

He was an orphan.

Whether in his previous life or this one, he had never had parents.

So he seemed to want to rely on her.

The warm embrace was what he reached for in the face of the fear of death.

He did so without even realizing it.

“So that’s why you drank my milk and took baths with me.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Mother. I’m still young….”

“Pfft.”

The two laughed for a long time as they crossed the sky, feeling each other’s warmth.

“They say a husband is a reliable pillar and another son. And you can always have another son, right?”

“Shut up.”

“Are you embarrassed? How old are you and me to be embarrassed about that.”

“You’ve gotten older. You can say such things without hesitation.”

“You made me a widow with a child after keeping me a virgin for ten thousand years, so I deserve some compensation.”

“And what are you going to do about it?”

“Just, that’s all.”

She smiled slyly.

She had only become more cunning with age.

“You’re not going to leave me again, are you?”

“I’ll be by your side for a while.”

“…”

Saha’s worries deepened at the words “for a while,” but she forced a smile.

Afterward.

Peaceful days continued.

Along with the one million nyang [currency] seizure warrant, the Soo-gung’s [likely a location] cultivators came every day, but Beom sent them back each time.

After a few times, Hyangseon, who was the backer of the Ham family, appeared.

When Cheonbeom even killed him, no more cultivators came from Soo-gung [likely a location].

The two spent a thousand years together in Sangseo [likely a location].

Sometimes they couldn’t live without each other, and sometimes they couldn’t live with each other. As his body recovered, they even had a proper wedding.

Peaceful days continued.

Sometimes they fought, and sometimes they were happy just looking at each other, becoming a couple that everyone envied.

The couple’s harmony was so good that most of the people living in Sangseo [likely a location] praised them to the point of exhaustion, saying that even mandarin ducks had to take a step back in front of them.

One day.

On a day when it seemed that only peace would continue forever.

Two people came to Sangseo [likely a location].

One was an old man with intense eyes and white hair, and the other was a woman from Miryeong [likely a location] with sharp eyes.

The two seemed to be on bad terms, frowning at each other, but they seemed to be together as a group.

Cheonbeom and Saha sat facing the two who had suddenly come to the Sa family’s manor.

Saha felt uneasy seeing the visitors looking for Beom.

She was afraid that they would take him to another dangerous place. But Beom welcomed them, whether he knew her feelings or not.

“I was wondering when you would come.”

“I only came when the time was right.”

He said, looking at Saha, and Beom introduced his wife to him.

“This is my wife, Saha, and this is Cheonoe Yang-gun [a title]… my wife’s ancestor.”

“…!”

The visitor was Cheonoe Yang-gun [a title].

He was the Wonseon Taesa [a high-ranking title] who created Taecheonoe Yangsingong [a technique] and Saha’s ancestor.

“I thought you weren’t going to get married, but you finally did.”

“Fate is so interesting. I didn’t think it would turn out like this either.”

Saha was overjoyed and shed tears of joy.

Cheonoe Yang-gun [a title] also held the hands of his last remaining blood relative, rejoicing.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

“No, no… it’s nothing.”

Cheonoe Yang-gun [a title] comforted Saha for a long time.

“You’ve changed a lot.”

He was talking about Beom.

He had found Hyangseon’s energy again, but it was still only half of it.

His appearance and energy had also changed a lot.

“A lot has happened. But more than that, this person is….”

“You know better than I do.”

Beom looked closely at her face.

Her impression was quite cold.

But the desire in her eyes resembled someone quite a bit.

Beom quietly got up from his seat.

And he went to her and said.

“It’s you.”

“Yes, it’s me.”

Beom hugged her tightly.

She resembled many people.

Ju Gyeol-gyeong, Daechenmujang Ju Cho-min.

And Hori, who was his connection in the Lower World.

“Oh, oh….”

Saha was flustered by their embrace.

But Beom had no time to care about that.

“Why did you come only now?”

Beom had always waited.

He didn’t have enough power to find Hori.

But he was aware that he was receiving help. So he waited.

For her to come first.

“I needed time. And I had to wait for the right moment….”

“What moment are you talking about?”

“I’ve always waited. Since I took the Sipsaenggeumeocho [a type of herb] from Geumhwanseonhyang [a location]. Since then, I’ve been waiting for this moment.”

Beom knew she was excited.

She was elated.

As if she had been waiting for this moment all along.

“…What did you see? No, how much did you see?”

He asked, and she said.

“I witnessed your death and saw a new birth.”

“And?”

Her lips twisted bitterly.

“I even saw the death you will create.”

Even with the vague answer, Cheonbeom smiled along.

The death he will create.

What could that mean?