117 – Let’s make a bet. (3)

Let’s make a bet. (3)

Shortly after we started talking, Namgoongbia and I had to catch our eye.

Ordinarily, it would have been a conversation that should have been formal and amicable, but now the sharp atmosphere continued as if they had been thrown into a battlefield.

“How have you been?”

“Hey, how are you?”

It started with a light hello. It was fine up to this point.

It’s just a greeting, right?

The problem was right after that.

“Fortunately, the. Judging by the complexion, I wondered if there was a problem. It must be my mistake.”

I swallowed in vain at my father’s words. There seemed to be no problem with the words themselves, but from the father’s expression and tone, it was clear that he was not kindly concerned.

Namgoong-jin just took off his arrogant face. Namgoong-jin responded casually.

“I thought that the old householder might be offended by his bad eyesight, but now that I think about it, he originally had that kind of eyes. thank god.”

go The words of the two were full of thorns. He was talking half openly, probably not even trying to hide it.

In a place like this, you might have to be patient… .

I was very embarrassed, especially since it was the first time I had ever seen my father talk to someone like that. I wasn’t originally like that, obviously.

Namgung-jin added that the words were not over.

“If it’s not the original expression, maybe it’s because there’s a problem rotting here and there?”

“What do you mean by problem?”

“No, it’s not like there could be a child problem or something.”

‘… Look at this man?’

Namgung-jin secretly criticizes his father, but he was using me.

Damn it, I was the only person who had accidents in Kuga. It is said that the first person, Goo Hee-bi’s personality, is already known to the public, but since he has the talent and skills to make all of that understandable, he is also accepted as the charm of a talented martial artist.

But what about me?

I wasn’t even making a name for myself, and I was still quiet because I was stubbornly not trying to make my name known.

This mostly happened because I wished for it, but to use it this way.

Father raised his eyebrows slightly at Namgung-jin’s words and took a sip of the tea. Am I burning my neck?

‘I don’t think so.’

The corner of his father’s mouth, drinking tea, was slightly raised. It was not visible from the front because it was covered by the teacup. I could see

That’s definitely not a loser’s smile. My father said after swallowing all the tea.

“If that is a problem, then it is a problem.”

Namgung-jin tried to smile lightly at his father’s words, but his expression couldn’t help but rot at the words that followed.

“Because our poor son was still young and immature, he did something bad to Confucius the Thunder Dragon, and I apologize for this.”

‘Hey… .’

I internally spit out an exclamation. Your father was a bit of a hitter.

To interpret his father’s words, he said, “Do you know that my son was much younger than your son, but he caught and defeated him?”

It’s like, the father is giving Namgoong-jin his son’s dick right now.

“I heard that Confucius Noi-ryong resembles the head of the Namgung family and is clever, but I am worried that he may have been hurt by this.”

so are you

seemed to say

Pududeuk-!

Sure enough, the sound of cracks could be heard from the table where Namgung-jin was sitting. That will have to be changed tomorrow when I see it.

It was a time when the attendants had more work to do.

“ah… main. Please stay the same, old head of household.”

“Thank you for your kind words. It’s fortunate that Namgung’s family head is still the same.”

Chiririt-!

It seemed that an unknown current was flowing between the two.

[When I asked where did your foolish way of speaking come from, there was an aid there.]

‘…’

After hearing Shin Noya’s words, I couldn’t easily refute. obviously not

I didn’t grow up friendly enough to learn from watching my father, and my relationship wasn’t that good. In my previous life, conversations with my father were extremely rare.

I think I’ve often heard that I look alike, but I’ve never heard anything about my personality.

Most of what I was tired of hearing was that I should have looked at least half of my father.

It was also a significant part of the reason why I was twisted.

‘After all, that’s an excuse too.’

All choices were made by me. I was also responsible for that.

I tried to be aware of this part and live it.

anyway. Both my father and Namgung-jin. As if they had no intention of stopping fighting each other, they continued their useless battles.

In the meantime, the atmosphere seemed to be getting weirder, so I sneaked in. It felt like there would be no end if we continued like this.

“there… . Aren’t you going to talk about the engagement?”

A moment of silence passed between the two of them, as if they had heard me correctly. Soon after, Namgungjin cleared his throat first and then changed his mind.

“… When would be a good time.”

“Is there a specific time you want first?”

As if the growling at each other was a play, in an instant, they casually discuss the plan. Do you mean the difference between public and life?

[Don’t you think it’s already been a long time since I’ve been able to distinguish it… ?]

‘… Right?’

Anyway, am I finally thinking of doing it right now? Still, my title is the head of the household, so I don’t think I’ll do anything more here.

“First of all, it doesn’t matter at any time as long as the ceremony is held. The wedding part is fine as long as it’s not too late. Because my daughter is old.”

I was almost shaken by the out-of-the-box wedding story. Namgoongbia was late for a blood relative of a prestigious family when it comes to marriage, but it was not too late for a military person.

In particular, female swordsmen at the level of Namgoongbia would have slow physical aging, and it didn’t matter if the wedding was delayed or not, if only talent was considered.

‘There’s no way he wouldn’t know that.’

At Namgoongjin’s level, there was no way he wouldn’t know Namgoongbia’s talent for the sword. Even so, Namgoongjin seemed a bit impatient.

‘Does it really need to advance the wedding?’

Is there something wrong with the Namgung family?

Father nodded at Namgoongjin’s words. Then he looked at me and asked.

-Do you want it?

I had to put up with the fact that my eyes almost got bigger without realizing it. It’s all over the place.

Don’t you think I won’t be able to preach?

I was wondering how to react, but since I think I know everything anyway, I also answered with a whole tone without hiding it.

– It seems premature.

-Right.

Rather than asking me by transmission, it was more amazing to just ‘ask’ my opinion.

Because there was no such case. By the way, can I even answer like this?

“If possible, the wedding should be after the child gets the seat of Sogaju.”

“… Are you saying that giving is already confirmed?”

“Yes.”

Namgoong-jin’s father answered casually to Namgoong-jin’s somewhat embarrassed story. The title of Sogaju itself means that he is the person who will receive the position of the next householder.

So it wasn’t something I could carelessly say until I got a seat, but my father said it didn’t matter.

If that’s the difference from other Sega, wouldn’t it be the difference?

“I mean, when is that?

“I think we should at least get over the terms and conditions.”

“Then it’s time… !”

Namgungjin kept his mouth shut even when he tried to retort. It’s because I know that even if I rush the time, a good reaction won’t come.

It seems to have its own reasons, but it doesn’t seem to be forced. You must know that it is a loss to you.

I don’t know if it’s because he has a vague idea of what kind of position I will take over as the Namgung family.

Namgoongjin lets out a deep sigh.

“… after. Got it. Then, when would be a good time for the engagement ceremony?”

“You say you don’t have the time to wish for it, so I think it will be around next spring.”

“Okay. I will discuss this with the elders and send a separate letter.”

“I hope there will be good results.”

When we were verbally arguing, we growled at each other without realizing time passing, and the work-related conversation ended in an instant.

Food was served, and alcohol was served for the family heads, but Namgoongbia was the only one who ate the food.

I don’t think I’m in a state of being in the mood, and my father was only drinking tea and not eating anything else.

Namgung-jin nailed it, saying, ‘I don’t have a hobby of drinking with people who are uncomfortable with it.’

In the end, it was only Namgoongbia who was diligently using chopsticks.

‘… You can eat in the meantime.’

Maybe it’s because of her fierce personality that she doesn’t care about others, but she eats about 10 times more modestly than usual.

‘Is it because I usually hang out with Wi Seol-ah?’

I thought it might be.

“Then, I’ll assume spring is the next schedule and I’ll take my daughter with me.”

At Namgoongjin’s words, Namgoongbia’s chopsticks stopped. Namgungjin must have noticed that as well, and glanced at Namgoongbia with sharp eyes.

“I have no intention of letting him behave any more. Originally, it was intended to be severely punished, but as the situation was, it was tolerated. Are you familiar with this?”

“… Yeah.”

Namgoongbia, who had been eating well, stopped chewing as if her appetite had dropped. It was only natural for me to become a wolf, as my accompany was the runaway itself without the permission of the family head.

Seeing that gloomy expression, I couldn’t help but feel heartbroken.

[I’m depressed… ? It looks the same to me, but what does it mean to look depressed?]

Shinnoya says it as if he doesn’t understand, but from what I can see, there’s a change in his expression. It was clearly felt in such small parts as the corners of the eyes and the corners of the mouth.

Contrary to what she said she would go to the Yongbong branch with Dang So-yeol, is there no other way for Namgung-bia to come this far?

While I was still looking at Namgoongbia, Shin Noya asked me.

[What were you thinking?]

‘What do you mean?’

At my words, Shinnoya smiles half-sneeringly.

[Don’t think of pretending you don’t know me, no one else. Didn’t you already have a plan in mind?]

‘Well.’

It’s true that I came up with something like Shin Noya said, but it wasn’t grandiose enough to be called a plan.

Just looking at the situation so far, I just reached the point where I thought my father would look after me even if I had an accident.

[To have an accident.]

‘It’s nothing special.’

I was thinking of doing what I do best.

‘I’m going to walk around a bit.’

The conversation ended with this. Talking about the schedule was simple. The engagement ceremony was to be held in the spring, and the wedding schedule was to be set gradually.

What I couldn’t answer was that Namgung-jin said that he needed to talk more with the elders.

What I could tell from those words.

‘The family head’s power isn’t that strong.’

Namgung-jin’s territory in Sega is not that big.

The name Changcheon Sword King was meaningless.

It was a very subtle part considering that Namgoongbia and I were not very decisive in various aspects such as the engagement part.

‘Is it a matter of Heavenly Father?’

One of the triad and the strongest warrior among those who have the current Namgung surname. Later, I thought of an old man who was killed by the Heavenly Demon because he couldn’t stop Namgung’s extinction.

‘There’s no need to pay attention to that.’

After the meal, Namgoongbia gets up along with Namgoongjin.

Namgoongbia’s eyes were on me.

It’s a sad look Or is it a sorry look?

sorry what

You wanted to go together, but you couldn’t? Or did you leave me behind?

The time we’ve spent now isn’t that long to think we’re leaving.

She’ll just feel sorry for her. I don’t know if that regret is because of the affection you send me, or because it’s the freedom I finally got.

It was important to me that Bia Namgoong was sending those eyes to me.

And I’m sorry.

I had no intention of letting her go.

Shin Noya asks with a smile at my thoughts.

[When do you push?]

‘Iknow, right.’

how did it happen like this I think the human heart is a cunning thing.

I didn’t want to lose it, so I didn’t want to hold it, but now that it’s in my hands, I don’t want to let it go.

Aren’t they arrogant, cunning, and petty?

‘I know.’

By the time even his father got up, he picked up a dumpling in front of him and ate it. It was the first meal of the day.

He said while chewing dumplings in his mouth.

“I’m trying to be a little greedy.”

Shin Noya didn’t say anything to my words.

That’s my guess, maybe yes or no. Wasn’t that the answer?

******************

By the time the conversation was over and time had passed and it was night.

Namgung-jin, who received a report from the military commander, ended his schedule in the middle and headed to the annex.

The face was crumpled and distorted fiercely, and the Namgung family’s brain energy mixed with bets was rising from all over the body as if it represented emotions.

‘… This bloodless guy dares.’

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Nonetheless, nonetheless.

This clearly crossed the line.

bang-!

The entrance to the outbuilding opens roughly, and Namgungjin arrives.

“… !”

Even though he has not yet reached his destination, the outbuilding, the heat blown by the wind from afar brushes the tip of Namgung-jin’s nose.

Namgung-jin naturally had no choice but to widen his eyes.

In the outbuilding, countless soldiers from the Namgung family were lying on the floor unconscious. Those who were fine were barely holding on to their spirits as they vomited on the floor.

“this… !”

Namgoong-jin, who was about to shout a vicious roar, caught someone in his gaze. The owner of the blazing heat that now dominates the outbuilding.

A red-eyed gaze looking at Namgoongjin from the center of the hot ring of fire.

Namgung-jin trembled involuntarily at that familiar presence.

‘… Gu Cheol-un?’

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The owner of the fire tells Namgoong-jin.

“Are you here? Head of Namgung.”

it’s a thin voice It is the vocal cords of a boy who does not seem to have undergone a proper change of voice yet.

I already knew who it was from the report, but Namgung-jin didn’t want to believe it.

It means that such an absurd existence was born with the blood of the Gu family.

“Things are going a little strange right now, so it’s a bit silly to say this.”

The flame fades.

‘… No, it’s not going away.’

The heat as well as the frightening flames wandering around were all returning to the boy’s body.

All the heat had gone and only the boy remained in the center.

The black hair I saw during the day is gone, and the reddish hair and the red eyes that have been pulled out of the old iron cloud are swaying.

“Would you like to make a bet with me?”

Gu Yangchen was smiling at Namgungjin.