125 – How do I know that!? (One)

How do I know that!? (One)

For a moment, Dang So-yeol thought he had heard the wrong words and had to struggle.

Namgoongbia said that she slept with Yangchun Gu, and that they held hands.

But I don’t know if I’ll have a child… ?

Dang So-yeol had to think that maybe that was a metaphorical expression.

‘We slept while holding hands’, not ‘We slept while holding hands’. Maybe it is. Dang So-yeol, who barely regained consciousness after holding on to his shaken mind for a moment, asked Namgoong-bia.

“Sister, so… hand… . That… it… .”

The problem is, I don’t know how to ask. It was difficult for Dang Xiaoyeol to choose which words to use and how to ask.

I want to ask something, but at the same time I feel my ears keep heating up.

Dang So-yeol, who had been neglecting him for a long time, finally closed his eyes and asked.

“… Do you mean we only slept holding hands?”

“no.”

“… !”

Dang Xiaoyeol bit his lip at Namgoongbia’s resolute denial. Was it also a metaphorical expression… .

Party ranks had to straighten out the feeling of being sad.

“I hugged and hugged… .”

“Yes… ?”

“I can see… . I think I touched you.”

Seeing Namgoongbia avoiding her eyes with a slightly reddened face while speaking as if she was ashamed, Dang Soyeol’s doubts became more and more certain.

Something was strange.

A lot of it too.

Dang Soyeol asked Namgoongbia with her eyes wide open.

“… other than that?”

“Not that… I need to do something more… ?”

“…”

Only then did Dang So-yeol feel that the misunderstanding was resolved and his stomach, filled with unpleasant emotions, was cleared away.

Is it okay for a grown-up wife to have such little knowledge of the world? I was also worried about common sense that Namgoongbia might have.

Doesn’t the Namgung family do sex education?

It’s Dang So-yeol himself. He said that he “voluntarily” studied separately in Sega as well as education, but he said that sleeping while holding hands would give birth to a baby… .

Rather, it is said that a phoenix, a stork, or a crow brought it to me. It was a very cute story that sleeping hand in hand would give birth to a baby.

Eventually, Dang Soyeol got up and took a seat next to Bia Namgung.

Namgoongbia must have looked like she didn’t know why Dang Soyeol was coming to her side.

Dang So-yeol was a consideration of his own. It was because the innocent-looking Wi Seol-ah was looking at me with a face asking, ‘What is that?’

“why… yes… ?”

“sister… . There will be no children like that.”

I wondered if I could talk, but I wondered if it would be right to leave it as it is.

Dang Soyeol quietly whispered in Namgoongbia’s ear. Pick only the important parts of ‘knowledge’ you know and speak step by step.

Did Dang So-yeol know that she is much better at understanding explanations than expected?

Thanks to this, Namgoongbia was able to experience the new world while realizing the truth that day.

It was a moment of accumulation of knowledge.

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

It wasn’t until evening that I was able to return to my quarters. It was because the time he was held by Namgoong Jin was longer than expected.

Thanks to that, the contract I wanted to do was able to proceed properly.

[I didn’t expect Namgung’s child to accept it so easily.]

“I mean.”

Both Noya and I couldn’t help but question the part that Namgung-jin said he would accept so easily.

It was wrapped in the word contract, but the meaning was part of the prohibition. The letters written on the paper are practically ineffective.

thump.

Even while walking, the body moved steadily. After sitting still for several hours and moving only the bet, the body was a little dull. It wasn’t as easy as putting a ban on a Hwagyeong-class soldier.

[I didn’t know you could do it until now.]

“It’s a magazine type that I just got and learned from.”

The prohibition I use is a complicated technique in a way, but it was not a very grand technique.

It was embarrassing to even dare to call it a gold medal compared to what the Heavenly Demon is currently offering.

The Heavenly Demon’s prohibition is compulsory. Even if the opponent reacts violently and wants to shake it off, they cannot escape from the Heavenly Demon’s touch.

We called it a curse.

On the contrary, what I write is an application of the method invented by the Murim Maeng. Of course, you have to touch the opponent’s body to cast a ban.

As I moved my bet, the opponent had to respond. It was not a technique with outstanding efficiency, as the unmanned person had to leave the flow of the bet and the safety of the body to the person who placed the ban.

[It’s not a practical skill.]

“Yes.”

It is made by mutual agreement, so the effect is high, but it cannot be used forcibly as a ban.

Thanks to that, we had to spend a long time in finding an agreement on the ban. The duration of the ban, its purpose, what is prohibited, etc.

“He said as if he would give everything for the sake of swordsmanship, but he was very opinionated.”

Namgung-jin must have thought about it for a long time because it was a ban on his body.

In the end, though, I put a ban on my body.

Originally, the purpose of changing the framework of this prohibition was not to restrain or suppress, but to resolve.

– We will not betray each other.

– We will not resent each other.

– Trust each other.

It was created by a close friend in order to survive in the damn demonic world. After passing by, I thought, that prohibition didn’t work in the shitty space called the Devil’s View.

But it’s funny that people think that they’ve been caught, so they believe it. Right after I survived alone and escaped, and even now, after continuing my life and defying time, I had the illusion that the forbidden drug might still remain in my body.

‘Because it wasn’t actually an ineffective contraindication.’

It wasn’t something I had only heard of in the Devil’s Palace, but it was something that could be used properly outside.

Because I actually used it a few times.

Every time I remember the voice of the guy who made this taboo.

-If you use this outside, you will die?

-I made it to use it, so why are you f*cking here now?

-I’m saying this because I didn’t make it for you, you bastard… !

The person in question told me not to use it, but I didn’t listen and continued to use it.

This is the only taboo that I know how to use, so what can I do?

[Even if it’s half a penny, it’s a child who has reached the end. Shouldn’t we first check whether the ban works properly?]

Although he talks as if he is worried about Noya. From my point of view, I wasn’t too worried.

Namgung-jin put a ban on his body, but also put another device on it.

‘I didn’t intend to use Magi like this.’

I didn’t want to use it if possible, but now it doesn’t seem like the situation is to cover the means and methods.

After eating a red flower, he plucked out the demonic energy that was being purified from his body and planted it in Namgoongjin’s body.

It wasn’t the level of demonic power that used to gnaw through the body of the swordsman, but enough energy to make the taboo stronger.

If the ban is lifted, the demonic energy planted in Namgung-jin’s body will disappear, so you can figure it out as soon as you see it.

In the case of the Heavenly Demon, if the demonic energy disappeared, it would be possible to detect it from a distance, but I was unable to do that.

“The other problem is the Iljang-ro side.”

The first thing I asked Namgung-jin after I succeeded in casting the ban was a conversation with Elder Il. I needed to know what was going on at the time.

Since the person is a person, I wondered if there was a conversation about doing something behind the scenes, but it was funny that there was no such talk.

– It was a literal conversation. There was no particular political conversation.

Elder Il was also a well-known figure in the midfield, if not as much as Elder Lee, so it was not strange to face Namgung-jin.

If it was true that only conversations were exchanged, there was a timing problem.

The fact that Namgung-jin was away at the time the attendant had a problem.

I couldn’t get out of my head thinking that the gap might have been created by the elders.

“If Iljang-ro has something to do with him.”

Why would his father have to leave him alone?

My father wouldn’t know. Because most of what happens in the Gu family goes to the ears of the father.

I hope not, but if it is true that the elder Il was involved in the work.

I had to think about whether it was necessary to advance a little.

I mean the death of the elder.

[Even if you do that, there will be no problem.]

“There should be none.”

Iljang also had a role as an Iljango. Not according to the position or influence of the old man’s phrase, but according to the flow.

The reason why I stayed still even though I knew that Elder Il was working behind the scenes was that my father didn’t step in first.

This is the second because I was hoping to keep my position for at least 2-3 years. After that, even if you don’t care, you will know the end of the day.

They will be consumed by their own ambitions and turned into ashes.

Because it was like that in my previous life.

“I’m not sure, I can’t overthrow it, and I’ll have to go and give it a warning.”

[You’re holding up well, it seems like you want to kill me inside.]

“… Don’t just open your heart to others. Also, can someone from Taoism speak so swiftly about life?”

[Child, do you know what I realized while fighting the war?]

“What is.”

[The one to kill must be killed.]

I stopped walking at Noya’s cold voice. It was too harsh for a master who blooms plum blossoms to say.

[I have no intention of saying anything about changing my mind to save a child named Jegal-hyeok. I can’t say that the judgment is wrong either. However, it is not.]

“I see what you mean.”

[War is inherently like that. Kid, since you’ve been through it too, I think you know it well, don’t you?]

to leave no aftertaste. It was said that it was too late to regret whatever happened after leaving behind.

And like Noya said, it was a story I could relate to more because I had been through more than anyone else. It may be a bloody and thorny word for a mastermind to spit out, but it was quite realistic if it was said from the perspective of a soldier and a hero who saved Joongwon.

Not yet, though. First of all, I had to create a justification for doing so.

“Do not worry. I have no intention of just watching.”

It was also for this purpose that Namgoong-jin was asked separately.

Not even a tiger, but an old dog guarding the house trying to reveal its old fangs.

I have to pull it out, teeth and nails.

Fortunately, I was quite an expert on this one.

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

When I entered the residence, I felt that something was crowded. It’s dinner time, but I have to say that there seem to be more people than usual.

‘No, actually there are quite a few?’

People who haven’t seen it are often seen. A few particularly well-trained unmanned soldiers were also deployed. Looking at his clothes, he seems to be a member of our clan.

As if I had been waiting for it, Wi Seol-ah jumps in with a gun. Even without a tail, he seemed to be wagging, so he naturally stretched out his hand.

to stroke the hair

“Broken!”

“It’s heavy, so don’t even think about holding it.”

“ah… . It’s not heavy!”

It certainly won’t be as heavy as if I lost weight knowingly or unknowingly. Thanks to that, it was very sad to see her cheeks, which had lost the taste of touching them.

Unfortunately, I even had to brush my hair.

“Why are there so many people?”

“The lady and the pretty aunt are here!”

“… yes?”

If Wiseol-ah could be called a lady, she was the only one right now.

‘Looks like a rescue message has arrived.’

Gu Ryeong-hwa, who was living in a private residence, seemed to have come. By the way, what about a pretty aunt… .

A thought suddenly crossed my mind and I asked Wi Seol-ah just in case.

“You, pretty aunt, don’t you mean swordswoman?”

“Yes? Yes… ! pretty aunt.”

“Did you say that in front of the swordmaster?”

“Neng, I said it felt good. He kept asking me to call him that!”

I feel good. Did you?

No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t seem like a pleasant name.

‘Is it okay because the person concerned is okay?’

It doesn’t seem like Wiseol-ah was particularly scolded, and it seems like Swordsman said it was okay, so it’s okay to move on, right?

While I was stroking Wi Seol-ah’s hair with that thought, Hongwa appeared and pulled Wi Seol-ah.

“Yeah!”

“You have to stand! You must be tired, Bocchan, but don’t bother.”

“yes… .”

At Hongwa’s words, Wiseolah sullenly stepped back.

I didn’t bother Rather, fiddling with my hair would have helped relieve the fatigue a little more.

I retrieved my hand that was floating awkwardly in the air while stroking Wi Seol-ah and asked Hong-wa.

“Is Dang Sojeo here by any chance?”

“Yes, Bocchan. He came with Namgung Sojeo.”

Like Namgoongbia? We are meeting because the two of us were close. It could be, but why do we need to come into my place together?

“The youngest lady and swordsman are also here.”

“Ah, I heard that. What business did you come to?”

At my question, Hongwa tilted her head slightly.

“That, Bocchan said that we should have dinner tonight… .”

“I?”

Was it

I think he said he would have dinner with me one day, but was it today?

It seems that the date has not been decided.

I was thinking of going to see the post-mortem one more time anyway, so it was fortunate if it was fortunate. I’m thinking about it, so Hongwa speaks out as if she’s a bit worried.

“young master… .”

“yes.”

“Namgung Sojeo’s expression doesn’t look good.”

“why? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No, it didn’t seem like that.”

“Um, okay, I’ll ask you separately.”

It was a little strange that the attendant cared about other blood relatives, but it was understandable to some extent, considering that Namgoongbia sometimes talked to Hongwa or asked something in depth.

‘Your expression is not good.’

Namgoongbia has little change in expression, and even if there is, it is so subtle that it is difficult for others to notice. How bad is it if Hongwa notices?

I wondered if there was a real problem with my body, so I opened the room where Bia Namgoong was.

As soon as I opened the door, I could see Namgoongbia startled.

Dang So-yeol was also there at the same time, and the two of them were shocked when I showed up, as if they were talking about something secret.

“Dang Sojeo is here.”

“Oh, hello. Former Confucius… .”

“Why did you come to visit me, or is it because of the last time you came and left?”

“Oh, that’s not the case, Bia unnie asked to eat together… .”

“Here? together?”

“not… Can I?”

“… No, that’s fine.”

Even if I said this, I felt a little uncomfortable after I found out that Dang So-yeol had a crush on me the other day. I don’t even know how to deal with it.

‘I must have felt that someone looked upon me favorably.’

I didn’t even know that I felt more uncomfortable because I was so unfamiliar with that part.

[In other words, you have to be at least the child of that party to notice you.]

‘Only at times like this do you always add one word at a time.’

[It is the pleasure of my life.]

I sighed and asked the two people who couldn’t control their expressions.

“You were very surprised earlier. What were you talking about?”

“ah… no. I wasn’t talking about anything! Right sister?”

“eww… yes.”

Why are you doing that? It’s a reaction that anyone can see would have done something.

No matter how focused I was, the first-class drone didn’t even know I was approaching the door.

I first looked at Namgungbia.

Certainly, as Hongwa said, the facial expression was clearly different. Even the face and ears are red with a lot of heat.

I immediately approached Namgoongbia and asked.

“Where are you not feeling well?”

“ah… you… . it’s okay.”

“No, you don’t look okay?”

“really… Because it’s okay… a bit far… .”

I tried to touch Namgoongbia’s forehead with my hand because I thought she had a fever.

I hadn’t hesitated since I’d already done it a couple of times. Namgoongbia also thought so.

widely-!

“Well?”

However, it seems that it was not.

Namgoongbia slashed my hand. Then, as if he was surprised, he covered his mouth with his hands with his wide eyes. It was very strange to see Namgoongbia make such a surprised expression.

“Is it uncomfortable to touch your forehead? tell me.”

“no… . I’m not comfortable… . I’m just amazed… .”

“I don’t think I did anything to surprise you… . If you’re not feeling well, I’ll call a doctor.”

“It’s a bit hot today… .”

“… You know it’s fall, right?”

To say it’s hot, I’m a bit cool, so I go around saying I feel good, but it’s hot.

I looked at it with a subtle expression, and Dang So-yeol quickly intervened.

“Eh, my sister must be a bit hot because she trained earlier. right?”

“… that’s right.”

It seemed that Dang Soyeol was taking the side of Bia Namgoong, but he was dressed neatly for that.

Even if it wasn’t as much as during the engagement schedule, it looked different than usual, maybe it was a little powdered. If that was the case, then it wasn’t training.

I was able to think that far, but I didn’t come up with anything to refute.

It seemed like it was something secret, so it was a little too much to ask.

“All right. I will tell the attendant to prepare more meals.”

“thank you.”

“Oh, and maybe the swordsman will have a meal together, will that be okay?”

“Yeah, sure. I came here on purpose, so even if there are more people… .”

Dang So-yeol, who was talking excitedly, paused for a moment and then asked me back.

“Wait a minute, old Confucius.”

“Yes?”

“… Who are you eating with?”

“It’s Swordsman.”

As I speak, Tang Xiaoyeol’s expression changes strangely. As if you heard something wrong.

Seeing that Dang So-yeol, who was trying hard to maintain a modest appearance, was slightly damaged, I wondered if I had said something wrong, so I looked back.

“Didn’t you know that the swordsman was staying at the old house?”

I asked Dang So-yeol as if he didn’t know that.

“How do I know that!?”

Dang So-yeol shouted as if it were absurd.