Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 173

The Three Kings’ Disciple (175)

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“Reporting to the family head!”

A Mo-yong family martial artist, who had arrived in a hurry, glanced around.

“There is no one here who cannot hear family matters.”

They were still hesitant, not fully accepting the situation.

At Mo-yong Hoo’s words, he spoke.

“One… Hanabi has been attacked!”

“What!”

Mo-yong Hoo couldn’t hide his shock.

“Who? Why?”

“That is…”

As the story continued, Ha Se-min spoke up.

“The Hanabi Guild is a subsidiary guild of the Mo-yong family.”

“Ah, right. You were the Black Lion King.”

“…Anyway, it’s one of the few remaining subsidiary guilds of Mo-yong after its downfall.”

Currently, in Asia, player guilds find it very difficult to operate without the backing of a faction, like a sect, with silver power [referring to the influence and resources of powerful organizations].

Especially.

“In Japan, it’s impossible to operate without being under one of the Five Great Families.”

The situation in Japan is even more severe.

“Mo-yong has fallen, so they didn’t interfere much with their subsidiary guilds, but still…”

“They had no choice but to leave the hands of a sect that couldn’t protect or help them.”

Kang Eun-ha said.

“That’s right. Hanabi is one of the few subsidiary guilds that remained loyal despite everything.”

Mo-yong Hoo’s face showed his emotions.

Even when investigating Mo-yong, it seemed there was no significant discrimination against players.

It was evidence that they respected their subsidiary guilds and players to some extent.

“It’s the Ichimo Guild.”

At the name from the Mo-yong family martial artist, Mo-yong Hoo’s face hardened.

“Ichimo is…”

“I know.”

Lee Ro-woon said.

The Black Lion was already under Lee Ro-woon’s control.

All information was in Ha Se-min’s hands, but Lee Ro-woon also had the right to access it and had been collecting it when he had time.

‘Because I can’t sleep.’

Time was all he had.

The Ichimo Guild that attacked the Hanabi Guild.

“Namgoong.”

It was Namgoong.

“Why all of a sudden…”

Ha Se-min and Kang Eun-ha seemed not to understand.

“I don’t get it.”

Lee Ro-woon was the same.

‘I thought he was smart.’

He had thought Namgoong Cheon would join hands with Malyun, but was he wrong?

“……”

It was not easy to understand.

“Mo-yong does not forget favors or grudges. Even if they are players treated poorly by the Silver, they…”

Mo-yong Hoo said.

The Five Great Families, who they thought were one of them, had abandoned them.

On the other hand, these were the ones who stayed until the end and worked for Mo-yong.

“Hanabi is like family. Right now…”

“I’ll go.”

It was Lee Ro-woon.

“There are some unclear parts, so don’t leave the main camp. Even if Namgoong Cheon comes himself, there’s nothing to worry about.”

Lee Ro-woon’s eyes looked at the tall figure.

Nod.

“Because we have Partisan.”

After speaking, Lee Ro-woon’s figure disappeared into the ground like a shadow.

“Just how… how far has his movement technique advanced?”

Ha Se-min was surprised for a moment, but they also began to move.

***

“Why!”

Ootachi, the guild leader of the Hanabi Guild, couldn’t hide his bewilderment.

“Why…!”

He could only repeat those words.

“Guild leader, you must escape!”

The ones attacking the guild right now.

The Ichimo Guild was one that Ootachi knew well.

A large guild with the Namgoong family as their backer.

But more important than that was…

“Akita… why are you!”

Akita, the guild leader of the Ichimo Guild, was Ootachi’s sworn brother, having shared a cup of brotherhood with him.

“Guild leader!”

The urgent voices of the guild members were heard.

“They’re coming to the guild house!”

“Damn it!”

In the end, Ootachi had no choice but to move.

Ootachi, quickly escorted by his guild members, headed to the parking lot.

Screech!

A luxury sedan stopped abruptly in front of him.

“Guild leader, you must get in!”

The vehicle prepared by the guild members.

Ootachi quickly got in, and the car started.

“…Damn it.”

He couldn’t understand.

Why…? Why…?

“We’ve sent word of the attack to Mo-yong.”

The guild member in the driver’s seat reported urgently.

“It’s a useless effort anyway.”

Ootachi’s reaction was negative.

That was because the Mo-yong family’s return had not yet been made public.

The matter with the Five Great Families was not yet completely resolved.

The Mo-yong family hid their return until the agreement with the Namgoong family was finalized.

If their return was known, it was clear that not only the Japanese Association but the entire Silver would pay attention.

That was why.

“It’s a useless act that will only cause trouble for them.”

Mo-yong was like a benefactor to Ootachi.

They had shown him the way when he was a wandering Yakuza [a member of a Japanese organized crime syndicate] and allowed him to be reborn.

That was why.

He had stayed by their side even when Mo-yong had fallen.

“But we can’t just die like this!”

“It’s a useless effort.”

Ootachi loosened his tie as he looked out the window.

“Would Ichimo have moved on their own?”

Behind Ichimo.

“It must be Namgoong.”

It was clear that the order had come from Namgoong, who could be said to be the ruler of Japan.

The target was.

‘Mo-yong.’

The time had finally come.

“It’s time to erase Mo-yong…”

The attack on Hanabi was to create a pretext.

They would have Ichimo attack Hanabi and bring the fight of the subsidiary guild to the main camp.

Normally, they could have complained about the injustice, but the power difference between the fallen Mo-yong and the Namgoong family was enough to ignore such minor complaints.

“Got a cigarette?”

“Here you go.”

Ootachi, who had quit smoking, put a cigarette in his mouth and exhaled deeply.

“We’ll hide. And gather as many guild members as possible.”

Their lives were as good as dead.

If so…

“We’ll protect Mo-yong. Even if it means dying with them.”

He would keep his loyalty.

“The guild members who don’t want to…”

The ash from the cigarette in Ootachi’s mouth fell.

Ootachi, staring blankly out the window, saw a large black SUV.

“Damn it.”

With his last curse-like words.

Crash!

The Hanabi vehicle flipped over and rolled several times.

The car was badly crushed.

Bang!

The roof split open, and Ootachi appeared.

“You bastards…”

He was holding a long sword.

Even though he was just the guild leader of the mid-sized Hanabi, he was a player.

A ranker over level 100, he couldn’t possibly die from a mere car accident.

Woo-oong.

But this was what they wanted.

Apart from the SUV that had overturned the Hanabi vehicle, there were other vehicles approaching from afar without slowing down.

“Fine. Let’s all die.”

Ootachi gripped his sword diagonally and drew out his magic power.

Woo-oong!

The vehicles accelerated even more.

As vehicles made for players, they had reinforced frames, and on top of that, they were covered with layers of protective and strengthening magic.

‘One strike.’

He had to take them down in one strike.

It was definitely not an easy task, but he had to do it.

Otherwise, all the guild members still alive inside the overturned vehicle would die.

“Hoo.”

Ootachi took a breath and was about to swing his sword at the vehicle that had finally reached him.

Crash!

He stopped his sword, which he was about to swing down, with a blank look.

The vehicle that had been rushing in as if it had no brakes.

“…?”

It had stopped, crushed.

“Ootachi?”

“Wh, who?”

He could see the back of a man wearing a black suit that was clearly high-end.

And his messy hair.

“Mo-yong sent me.”

“…!”

It was the moment Ootachi’s eyes were about to widen.

Woo-oong!

The black SUVs were still rushing in as if it wasn’t over yet.

This time, there were more than ten of them.

“Danger…”

Ootachi was about to warn of the danger, but he closed his mouth.

His beloved sword, Muramasa, had disappeared from his hand.

And.

Swish.

Long lines appeared on the rushing cars.

Crash!

It was a fleeting moment when everything exploded at once.

“Huk!”

Ootachi gasped as he watched the scene.

They weren’t just ordinary cars, they were magic vehicles.

They were monsters that could kill most players just by being hit by them.

Even martial artists used these vehicles, and it was known that one had to reach at least the peak of transcendence to destroy them.

But.

“Hmm. I tried to be gentle.”

Everything was destroyed in an instant.

At the same time.

“Muramasa!”

His sword, which the man had taken, crumbled into dust and disappeared.

There was no time to grieve.

“Please escape!”

***

The man sent by Mo-yong.

He knew that he was strong.

He had reached the peak of Hwagyung [a high level of martial arts mastery], called a ranker, or even beyond.

‘Maybe he’s a high ranker.’

Monsters beyond monsters.

Those whose very existence was terrifying.

He could even be a master of Hyeonkyung [an even higher level of martial arts mastery].

“Well, you seem fine. Good. Mo-yong seems to value you especially.”

“Korean…?”

He spoke Korean, not Japanese or the Silver language.

“Why? Is there a problem?”

Ootachi was momentarily stunned by the man’s words.

“You must escape!”

Ootachi shouted at the man.

It was one thing if they hadn’t been caught, but it was different if they had been caught.

And one more thing.

“Why?”

“You are a martial artist!”

This man was a martial artist.

“If you are a martial artist, you should know!”

The flow of the air was changing.

“You have given the Namgoong family a chance to intervene!”

Swoosh!

Black figures emerged from the alleys.

The sunlight revealed the clothes they were wearing.

Blue, the symbol of Namgoong.

Sway!

All of their swords were imbued with sword energy.

Meaning they were at least masters of Hwagyung.

“Escape…!”

Ootachi was about to shout again when.

“It’s ambiguous. Should I kill them or not?”

The man’s voice was heard again.

In his hand was the hilt of Muramasa, which had lost its blade.

It moved slowly towards the rushing figures.

“I should kill them.”

It was when a flash of light flickered with his voice.

Crash!

The light that burst out from the air bounced off each other.

At the same time, the shadows that had been pouring towards Ootachi fell to the ground.

Crash!

They made a loud noise.

“What happened…?”

What had happened?

Ootachi rubbed his eyes and looked ahead again.

“Huuuuk!”

He couldn’t help but exhale even more than before.

Shudder.

His whole body trembled like an aspen.

His presence became a huge fear, paralyzing his brain.

“O… o…”

The figure stood upright.

It was a face that he could never not know while living in Japan.

“Ch, Ch, Ch… Azure Dragon Lord.”

Azure Dragon Lord, Namgoong Mu-jin.

He, who was like a prince of Japan, was standing there.

His chest was cut open.

‘His chest is cut open?’

No way.

‘Was it the attack that the man just swung?’

Did he wound that monster, the Azure Dragon Lord?

“Perfect. The power control is good, and I think I need to hear some things.”

The voice of the man who had his back to Ootachi was heard.

“The reason why the Namgoong family did something stupid… and.”

Because Ootachi was a Korean-Japanese, he could understand the man’s words.

“You don’t seem to have any intention of fighting me?”

Speaking informally to the Azure Dragon Lord.

And an even more surprising sight followed.

Thud!

The Azure Dragon Lord took a fist salute and bowed his head.

“Of course not, Master.”

Namgoong Mu-jin said, not even caring about the blood seeping from his chest.

“Please help me.”