Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 171

The Three Kings’ Disciple (172)

171

“Damn the Zhuge family. Ptooey.”

The yellow martial uniform clearly showed his affiliation.

Pang family.

Pang Do-ak, with a large sword on his back, spat on the ground as he spoke.

“They’re making us do their dirty work again.”

Behind him, the young master of the Pang family, along with hundreds of martial artists, were lined up.

“That’s not likely the case.”

Beside him was a man wearing a green martial uniform, the symbol of the Dang family.

It was Dang Sa-jin, who had failed to become the young master, pushed aside by Dang Hwa-young.

Behind him, martial artists in green uniforms were also gathered.

Smirk.

Dang Sa-jin wore a sly smile.

“It means we’re enough.”

Nearly three hundred martial artists.

All of them were from the Pang and Dang families.

Even if they weren’t all elites, they were a massive force capable of annihilating a large guild in less than half a day.

“The fallen Mo-yong family won’t be a match for us.”

Dang Sa-jin looked at the Mo-yong family’s estate with narrowed eyes.

‘Dang Hwa-young.’

The fate of the Mo-yong family was not important to him.

While it was dangerous for the Mo-yong family’s secrets to be revealed to the world, Dang Sa-jin’s main concern was Dang Hwa-young.

“If I can just capture the traitor of the family….”

She had acted recklessly, bringing shame to the family.

The family head had issued an arrest warrant for her.

Although he was called the young master, his position was not secure, so if he captured her and gained merit….

Gulp.

Becoming the young master himself wouldn’t be just a pipe dream.

“Whatever, it doesn’t matter.”

Pang Do-ak also wore a dark smile.

The Pang and Mo-yong families were both part of the Five Great Families, but they had been rivals since the past.

Moreover, the Mo-yong family, which had appeared as the world’s gate opened, had emerged with greater power than the weakened Pang family, casting a dark shadow.

“I just need to kill the half-wits of the Mo-yong family.”

It was time to completely shake off the shadow of the Mo-yong family.

“As expected, nothing is happening.”

Even after several meetings of the Four Great Families, the Mo-yong family’s gate remained firmly closed.

“If they don’t come out….”

Thump!

Pang Do-ak took a large step towards the Mo-yong family’s guild house.

“I’ll go in. I was curious about what that ice of the Ice Dragon was like.”

Smirk.

He took two more steps when it happened.

Koo-oong!

The Mo-yong family’s firmly closed iron gate opened, emitting a blue light from inside the dungeon.

“Prepare-!”

The state of the Mo-yong family was already widely known.

It was said that the intense cold, comparable to the cold of the Northern Ice Palace, had engulfed the world due to the Ice Dragon.

The martial artists, who were preparing for the aftermath of the gate opening, especially Pang Do-ak and Dang Sa-jin, were wide-eyed.

“The cold….”

The cold that should have been so intense as to freeze the whole body.

“It’s gone?”

Instead, there was a refreshing scent of spring flowers coming from the gate.

Sway.

A figure walked out of the dungeon gate.

“Mo-yong Hoo!”

It was Mo-yong Hoo, the newly appointed family head of the Mo-yong family.

***

“Mo-yong Hoo!”

Pang Do-ak smiled as he saw Mo-yong Hoo finally walk out of the gate.

“You finally show your face.”

This was it.

“It’s disgusting how a dirty bastard like you holds your head high.”

The reason why Pang Do-ak particularly hated the Mo-yong family was because a bastard had dared to rise to the position of family head.

It was an unavoidable situation, but it was something he could never accept.

Under the name of the Five Great Families, a bastard family head should not exist.

“Today, I will erase the disgrace of the Five Great Families here….”

Pang Do-ak, who was about to speak while holding his sword, stopped.

Swoosh.

People were coming out of the gate.

They were the martial artists who had remained in the fallen Mo-yong family.

Smirk.

He regained his composure, thinking it was a possibility, and was about to infuse his sword with sword energy again.

Swoosh.

No.

“……!”

They were not the shabby martial artists who had remained in the Mo-yong family.

Swish.

They were emitting intense energy from their whole bodies.

Not the insignificant light gray uniforms of the fallen Mo-yong family, but neat, dark gray uniforms.

“Th, this is….”

It was the Mo-yong family.

Clack.

Clearly, the martial artists of the Mo-yong family he had seen in the past were coming out through the opened gate one by one.

Flinch.

Pang Do-ak, who had been about to move forward, stepped back at the immense energy they were emitting.

And.

Wrack.

His face contorted.

“That can’t be.”

The one who froze the Mo-yong family was the Ice Dragon Partisan [a group of warriors who use ice magic].

It was impossible for them to have melted in this short amount of time after being frozen.

“It’s an illusion.”

He had heard the intelligence that Mo-yong Hoo, who had closed his dantian [energy center], was secretly learning magic.

He had also proven that ability.

The vile magicians of Einheart used abilities like sorcery that existed in silver.

And they also deceived the eyes of martial artists with illusions.

Clench.

There was no way the Mo-yong family could have escaped from Partisan’s ice.

They were all illusions.

“Such a pathetic trick!”

Pang Do-ak, ashamed that he had been startled, kicked the ground while scattering even more intense sword energy.

The target was.

‘I’ll cut him down in one go.’

Mo-yong Hoo, the lowly bastard of the Mo-yong family.

He would cut off that guy’s head and completely regain the prestige that the Pang family had lost….

“Family Head, there is no need for you to step forward.”

A voice was heard in front of Pang Do-ak.

“I, who have dared to abandon the family, will step forward for the Mo-yong family.”

“Y, you are….”

Pang Do-ak said, lowering his large sword.

He could never forget it.

This man was also the reason why Pang Do-ak hated the Mo-yong family so much.

“Mo-yong….”

The same young master as himself.

But the man he had never been able to defeat in the friendly matches of the Five Great Families.

“Mo-yong Bae…?”

He was the young master of the Mo-yong family who had thoroughly crushed his Five Tiger Single Blade with his already advanced swordsmanship.

“It’s been a while.”

Mo-yong Bae’s voice.

“And farewell. What we’ve done so far were friendly matches, but….”

Swoosh.

“Now it’s a life-or-death battle.”

Slowly, a line began to be drawn on Pang Do-ak’s body.

Swish!

The blood that scattered from it spread like a fountain in all directions.

Pang Do-ak’s voice was no longer heard.

Thud.

Only the sound of him falling to the ground in two pieces was heard.

“Young Master-!”

Only then did the Pang family move.

“Mo-yong family, listen-!”

Mo-yong Ha-jin shouted, raising his sword.

“They are evil enemies who have come to destroy the Mo-yong family-!”

His sword scattered a clear sword aura.

“Kill them all and show the spirit of the Mo-yong family!”

It was the perfect return of the frozen Mo-yong family.

* * *

The martial artists of the Pang family.

And the martial artists of the Dang family.

Those who had come to cut off the Mo-yong family’s breath were lying helplessly on the ground.

The swords of the Pang family, which had been the object of fear for many.

The hidden weapons and poisons of the Dang family, which were nothing short of terrifying.

Swoosh.

They knelt before the returned Mo-yong family.

“How….”

Dang Sa-jin barely raised his head, as if he couldn’t believe it.

All around were only corpses.

At first, like Pang Do-ak, he thought they were all illusions, but after realizing that they were not, he sprayed poison.

Whoosh.

But all the poison he had secretly sprayed had burned away and disappeared.

“H, how….”

They were no match.

The returned martial artists of the Mo-yong family.

Indeed, they were the martial artists of the Great Mo-yong family who had stood shoulder to shoulder with the Namgung family before they were frozen.

“We have defeated the evil enemies who dared to attack the Mo-yong family.”

Wounded Mo-yong Ha-jin stood before Mo-yong Hoo and bowed.

“The Mo-yong family has suffered no deaths, and twelve injuries.”

The damage they had suffered while facing nearly three hundred enemies was only that much.

Of course, it was effective that the enemies were not elites and that they had taken advantage of the surprise attack because they had not noticed the Mo-yong family’s return.

“It’s a great victory.”

Nevertheless, the fact that it was a great victory was an unchanging truth.

Clench.

Mo-yong Hoo clenched the useless sword tightly.

The past humiliations and resentments came to mind.

“Give the order.”

The Mo-yong family, which had no choice but to fall, now had a choice.

“If the Family Head orders….”

Mo-yong Ha-jin’s eyes, gleaming with killing intent.

“We will go anywhere.”

He had experienced the Mo-yong family’s humiliation as much as Mo-yong Hoo, so he was even more desperate.

The Five Great Families?

What did that mean?

They had already been abandoned and almost annihilated.

It wasn’t bad to burn fiercely for revenge.

“Mo-yong….”

Just as Mo-yong Hoo was about to speak.

Thump!

A huge pressure that crushed the surroundings was felt.

“…….”

The martial artists of the Mo-yong family quickly deployed their energy barriers and resisted the pouring energy.

“Formation…!”

This was not just simple power.

A huge formation of a high level was pressing down on the entire area of the Mo-yong family.

Only a few in Eun [a fictional world] could do such a thing.

“The Zhuge family!”

The Zhuge family, which occupied one seat of the Five Great Families.

Martial artists wearing blue uniforms poured out.

Also.

Koo-oong!

The pressure that crushed everyone was not just the formation.

It was just pure power.

“Kuh!”

The Namgung family.

And their leader.

Swish-!

Namgung Cheon had appeared and was walking out among the martial artists of the Namgung family who had opened the way.

“It’s been a while.”

Namgung Cheon, who was practically the leader of the Five Great Families.

And he, who was also the chairman of the council, spoke to Mo-yong Hwi, who was standing next to Mo-yong Hoo.

“Family Head Mo-yong.”

It was a voice that felt like the dignity of someone who faced the world alone.

* * *

“It’s been a while, Family Head Mo-yong.”

Namgung Cheon, and an old man with a hunched back appeared from among the Zhuge family.

He was the man called the strategist of the council, and at the same time, the supreme family head of the Zhuge family.

“Cheonhye… Zhuge Gak!”

Even Cheonhye [a title of respect].

“Seeing you in good health is a blessing for Eun. Heh heh.”

They spoke to Mo-yong Hwi with ease even in this harsh situation.

“How about we stop here?”

It was Namgung Cheon.

“The Pang family will not raise any objections to the loss of their young master and martial artists, and the Dang family will also clarify that this matter is not related to their true intentions.”

He spoke in a rush.

“So, how about we end the past grudges here, Family Head Mo-yong?”

The whole atmosphere had shifted.

Clench.

Mo-yong Hoo could tell.

‘They’re cunning.’

The Namgung and Zhuge families.

They had been pulling back, thinking that such a situation might arise.

If the Mo-yong family returned, they would throw some of the Pang and Dang families as food for their anger.

‘End it there.’

End it there.

Koo-oong.

At the same time, the Zhuge family’s formation and the Namgung family’s power, which were pressing down on his whole body, were also threatening him.

“It’s been a while.”

Finally, Mo-yong Hwi opened his mouth.

“But, you’ve got the wrong idea.”

“……?”

“The family head of the Mo-yong family is no longer me.”

Mo-yong Hwi took a step back.

“Mo-yong Hoo, he is the family head of the Mo-yong family. It seems right to discuss Mo-yong’s matters with him.”

“Such….”

“If.”

Mo-yong Hwi’s eyes shone.

“If the family head of the Mo-yong family wants to move forward…!”

Mo-yong Hwi, the reason why the Namgung and Mo-yong families stood shoulder to shoulder was because of the power of the families, but also.

Koo-ooong!

“I will move forward without hesitation.”

It was because Mo-yong Hwi, who was called the Sword Saint, was also a master who stood shoulder to shoulder with Namgung Cheon.

Namgung Cheon’s eyebrows twitched.

And.

“Enough.”

Everyone’s gaze turned to the voice that was heard.

Flinch.

Namgung Cheon trembled as he looked at the owner of the voice.

“Master….”