Call Of The Spear [EN]: Chapter 486

Nangseon’s Romantic Tale – Part 2, Episode 195

Hwa-dam was puzzled by Tam-hwa’s words.

‘Father’ obviously meant Cheon Dae-in, and Cheon Dae-in’s first wife was Wol-nyeo, the woman standing right there.

‘Cheon Dae-in, the Ascended Immortal from the Lower World, and Wol-nyeo of the Moon were husband and wife? That can’t be right.’

It didn’t compute.

Hwa-dam couldn’t reconcile it with his understanding, so he decided to let it go for the moment.

The situation was taking an odd turn.

Hwa-dam, who had tried to absorb the Little Palace Lord’s cold energy and received a thorough beating for his trouble, quietly observed the two women.

Tam-hwa spoke with unwavering conviction, but the Little Palace Lord’s face remained largely expressionless.

‘Could she be mistaken?’ he wondered.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, the Little Palace Lord’s eyes narrowed as she slowly approached Tam-hwa.

“I have never had a child like you. How dare you claim to be the daughter of my husband and call me his first wife.”

[My name is Tam-hwa. When I lived in the Lower World, Father cherished you above all others.]

“Tam…hwa….”

The Little Palace Lord’s blue pupils flickered.

However, doubt still lingered in her eyes.

Tam-hwa transformed into the form of a young girl.

“Indeed… now that I think about it, I recall seeing a similar Oryong [a mythical dragon-like creature] in Geumhwan Seonhyang.”

After that, Tam-hwa had vanished from the Lower World. That explained why her memory was hazy.

“Cho-ah! That’s right, your name is Cho-ah. Father would often say, ‘Tonight, I particularly miss Cho-ah!’”

“Father… did that person truly accept you as his daughter?”

“Yes! I was Father’s daughter!”

“I see… then let me ask you this: Where is your father now?”

“That… I don’t know.”

Tam-hwa looked crestfallen.

“…Then how can I believe your words? I know the lineage you inherited. If you have reached your current level with such a lineage, few enemies in the Upper World could pose a threat to you. I also have no guarantee that you haven’t harmed your father.”

“Your words are difficult to understand.”

“I have no assurance that you are truly my husband’s daughter, nor do I possess any proof. And I am under no obligation to believe the claims of someone who inherited Tam’s bloodline.”

It was a demand for proof.

But there was no way Tam-hwa could provide any.

“I have no desire to harm the wives Father cherishes.”

“Nor do I wish to harm my husband’s daughter. However, since you cannot prove your claim, I cannot dispel my doubts. You wield great power, but you also appear to be a creature driven by your desires.”

Tam-hwa’s eyes darkened.

She looked ready to fight at any moment.

[Tam-hwa! Why not show her the item Cheon Dae-in entrusted to you!?]

Hwa-dam urged her.

The item he had entrusted to her.

“No! That’s an item Father entrusted to me!”

[Just show it! That way, you can prove that you are truly trusted and that you are Cheon Dae-in’s daughter!]

The Little Palace Lord waited expectantly, as if to say, ‘Show me then,’ and Tam-hwa frowned deeply, clearly reluctant.

[Tam-hwa… if this person is truly Cheon Dae-in’s wife, then we shouldn’t be fighting like this!]

“That’s… right.”

Tam-hwa looked sullen.

Soon, she reached into her mouth and retrieved a Gongjeonggang [a type of magical pouch], pulling out a long spear from within.

A spear with two blades.

It was Cheonbeom’s Ssangmyeol [Double Destruction].

“I really don’t want to touch this….”

Tam-hwa pouted and grabbed Ssangmyeol, pouring her Seonryeok [divine power] into it.

Purple lightning flashed and erupted from the spear.

“Bulcheonbulbyeok… [Unyielding and Unchanging]”

The Little Palace Lord, Cho-ah, recognized it instantly.

“You truly are Tam-hwa.”

“Hmph, I told you it was true!”

Cho-ah gazed at Tam-hwa with an expression that was a mixture of emotion and sorrow, and asked,

“How is my husband?”

“…He’s alive.”

“Alive… speak properly!”

Just then.

Wooong.

Once again, ripples appeared in the air, and new Wol-nyeo materialized.

The Wol-nyeo, adorned in pure white and blue palace attire and winged robes, resembled mystical fairies.

However, their faces were as cold as blank paper, making them seem more like snow women than fairies.

“Little Palace Lord Baekryeon [White Lotus]. Instead of swiftly punishing those who dare to invade the Moon Palace, you are engaging in trivial conversations. What on earth are you doing?”

“Little Palace Lord Wollyeon [Moon Lotus]. I was merely interrogating them because I need to ascertain certain facts from these individuals. This area falls under my jurisdiction, so why have you appeared?”

It was immediately apparent that they harbored animosity towards each other.

The one called Little Palace Lord Wollyeon bore a resemblance to Cho-ah, but her eyes drooped more, and an unsettling aura emanated from her.

“Oh my, I simply came to check if Little Palace Lord Baekryeon had been harmed by the intruders.”

“But why does Wollyeon’s concern sound insincere to me?”

“How does it sound?”

“It sounds as though Wollyeon wishes to see me injured so she can take matters into her own hands.”

“Oh my… it seems Baekryeon possesses exceptionally perceptive ears. You understand my intentions so well, even though I never voiced them.”

As the women engaged in a battle of nerves and words, Hwa-dam quietly moved closer to Tam-hwa.

“Well, since I’ve come this far, I shall lend a hand in punishing these intruders.”

Wollyeon said, unfolding her fan, but Little Palace Lord Baekryeon, Cho-ah, blocked her path.

“This is my jurisdiction. Wollyeon, step aside.”

“This isn’t underwater, so what do you mean, step aside? It would be more efficient with my assistance, wouldn’t it?”

“The Great Palace Lord has often stated that disputes between Little Palace Lords will be severely punished. Exercising force in my jurisdiction without my permission is tantamount to engaging in a conflict with me.”

“…You’re being unreasonable.”

“You are welcome to test whether my actions are unreasonable or not. However, you will also bear the consequences.”

Little Palace Lord Wollyeon trembled, her fan still unfolded, then snapped it shut and turned away.

“I’ll be watching to see how long you can maintain such arrogance!”

With that, Little Palace Lord Wollyeon vanished back into the vast expanse of the moon’s surface, and Little Palace Lord Baekryeon, Cho-ah, turned to Tam-hwa and Hwa-dam, ordering them to follow.

“I have much to hear from you. And I must determine whether your claims are truthful or not.”

“…Why are you so suspicious?”

Tam-hwa asked, sounding frustrated, but Cho-ah could only offer a bitter smile.

“Now, tell me everything that has happened to you and my husband in the time that has passed.”

* * *

Cheonbeom recounted many stories.

She already knew them, but hearing them from Cheonbeom’s own lips brought a different kind of pleasure, so she listened attentively.

“It was a new realization. The cycle of reincarnation experienced at the end of true death.”

Cheonbeom had witnessed it.

It was both death and a new beginning.

“Didn’t you see your past life?”

“I did not.”

Ho-ri looked slightly disappointed.

“Why, are you disappointed?”

“No… it’s not that.”

But her expression betrayed her true feelings.

She seemed quite disappointed.

She had apparently hoped that Cheonbeom would recall the memories of his past life through death.

“My past life and your past life were connected, I see.”

“…If you didn’t realize it, there’s nothing I can say. Because I don’t know how it will change things.”

“My fate, you mean.”

“Yes.”

At her answer, Cheonbeom pondered for a moment.

‘My past life… or…’

The past life of the dying tiger.

Beom didn’t know.

He wasn’t particularly curious, either.

“You’re called Beom now, right?”

“Call me what you like. Whatever you call me, I am who I am.”

Those were profound words.

Ho-ri smiled and called out,

“Tae-ho… I’ll call you Tae-ho for now.”

“Do so.”

“Tae-ho, Cheonoe Yang-gun and I have decided to join forces. I will assist him in his revenge, and he will assist me in mine.”

No wonder the two were together; it seemed that was the basis of their alliance.

“I, too, must seek my revenge. Then it’s a gathering of avengers.”

“I suppose it is.”

Despite the grim words, the atmosphere was quite amicable.

“My enemies are the Five Great Families of the Water Realm and their superiors. Some have already passed away, but one remains alive. I will kill that bastard.”

“Are you referring to Ji-ranwi?”

“Of course.”

Since Ji-ranwi was destined to be an opponent later, it was advantageous that he was also an enemy of Cheonoe Yang-gun.

There was no reason not to offer assistance.

“Then, is it my turn?”

This time, the black woman, Ho-ri, spoke.

“My enemy is… Okbyeol Heavenly King.”

“Okbyeol Heavenly King? That’s good.”

He didn’t know why Ho-ri was at odds with Okbyeol Heavenly King, but it wasn’t unwelcome.

Okbyeol Heavenly King was someone he would have to confront eventually.

“What kind of bastard is your enemy? Tell me without hesitation.”

“I….”

Cheonbeom opened his mouth, and Cheonoe Yang-gun and Saha couldn’t conceal their surprise at the names that followed.

“What on earth did you do to accumulate so many enemies? Saha, did you know your husband was such a person when you formed a marital bond?”

“…I didn’t know there were so many, either. If I had known, I might have waited a little longer before deciding to marry!”

The tense atmosphere was lightened by Saha’s playfully sulky demeanor.

“Let’s see… Ilsinhongseong, Geomnoiltaek, Okbyeol Heavenly King, and Monk Mangol. You also have a vendetta with Ji-ranwi! It’s amazing you’ve survived this long! No, you died once, so is it not amazing? Hahaha!”

Cheonoe Yang-gun laughed, marveling at what kind of crazy bastard Cheonbeom was.

“You bastard, if I kill all your enemies, I’ll die first!”

“I’m not asking you to help with everything.”

“Tsk… still, you’re the spouse of my only remaining descendant, so I can’t abandon you.”

“Will you help me?”

“I’ll help as much as I can.”

“…Really?”

“Yes. But there’s a condition.”

“What is it?”

There was no harm in agreeing to any condition he could fulfill.

“Saha, you listen and decide.”

“Me? Me?”

“Yes. I wish to adopt you, the only remaining bloodline of the Sa Clan, as my adopted daughter.”

“Me….”

“If I do, this guy will also become my son-in-law and be connected by blood, potentially extending your husband’s murderous life even further. What do you think?”

Saha immediately stood up and bowed, as if there was no need for hesitation.

“Okay, now you’re my daughter.”

“Of course. Father!!”

“The titles have been roughly sorted out. Or is that so, son-in-law?”

“Geez… you’re doing things as fast as roasting beans in a flash of lightning [very quickly].”

Cheonbeom grumbled, but unable to resist Saha’s urging, who was poking his side, he clasped his fist.

‘He must have been contemplating this for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone this far.’

From the time he brought up the wedding story to Cheonbeom in the old days.

He might have wanted to forge a blood relationship with Cheonbeom in this way.

In any case, Beom thought it was all good and greeted him.

“Greetings, Father-in-law.”

“Hehehe! Yes, yes! That sly guy has finally become my son-in-law!! Hahaha!”

Cheonoe Yang-gun was overjoyed.

At that sight, smiles spread across Saha and Cheonbeom’s faces as well.

Saha suggested that instead of this, they should share a meal together and talk, and she had her servants bring in a feast of delicacies that threatened to overwhelm the table.

Cheonbeom and his party ate, enjoyed themselves, and shared all the stories they hadn’t been able to tell.

Cheonbeom clinked glasses and drank beside the drunken Cheonoe Yang-gun.

Ho-ri and Saha engaged in conversation between the women.

It was a pleasant day.

Rather, they laughed louder and enjoyed today more joyfully.

As if today was the last day.