Monochrome Sovereign (Novel) - Chapter 117 - The Price of Insult (5)
Chapter 117 – The Price of Insult (5)
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Translated by Heavenly Cat
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Murong Yeon-hwa could not understand this situation right now.
‘What is this?’
Right now, the Branch Leader is rebelling against her. The Branch Leader, not her uncle, is calling her his niece.
Murong Yeon-hwa’s eyes slowly became bloodshot.
“Do you know what you have done right now?”
“…”
“It seems you really want your head to fly off according to the clan law!”
“Does such a thing as clan law even exist?”
“What?!”
Woooooong.
A cold energy rose from Murong Yu’s body.
Murong Yeon-hwa unknowingly took a step back. It was because the momentum exuding from Murong Yu was so intense.
Murong Yu spoke in a low voice.
“The main family’s clan law fell to the ground a long time ago. And that is, truly regrettably, because of your father.”
“W-What did you say!”
“Originally, clan law is a law that should be applied fairly to anyone belonging to the clan. That is true not only of clan law, but of all laws under heaven in fact.”
Murong Yu bit his lip.
Second older brother, the Clan Head of the Murong Clan, a cold-blooded supreme ruler.
Recalling Murong Jun naturally caused a wave in his heart.
“However, the main family’s clan law is not like that. Anyone who falls out of Clan Head older brother’s favor faces summary execution. Those who speak proper direct words, and those who walk a clear path of chivalry and righteousness, if they interfere with the path Clan Head older brother walks, none of them can escape death.”
“This…!”
“That is not clan law. It is merely a desperate dictatorship. If Clan Head older brother was walking the path of chivalry and righteousness, then who knows, but what older brother wants is not such a thing.”
Murong Yu sighed.
“What older brother wants is not a righteous world, but merely personal glory.”
Murong Yeon-hwa clenched her teeth.
“You! Are you insulting the Clan Head of the main family!”
“How is this an insult?”
“What?”
“Anyone with proper ideology and right, reasonable values will know that I am not criticizing older brother right now.”
“…!”
“That is what a leader is. Regardless of having ability or not, if they hear direct words from subordinates, they should know how to agonize over it, and they should face their own shortcomings and strive to fix them.”
Murong Yu shook his head.
“Nothing enters older brother’s ears. And right now, my words are not entering your ears either. That is absolutely not the right path.”
Murong Yeon-hwa trembled.
It felt like her eyes would flip over from anger. At the same time, her head turned cold.
‘Has this person gone crazy?!’
She was the daughter of the Clan Head, the great pillar of the Murong Clan.
He is saying such nonsense to her, who is favored by the absolute ruler of the Murong Clan. He couldn’t do that unless he wanted to die.
“You really seem to want to die. You’re easily spitting out incredibly atrocious remarks.”
Murong Yu sighed.
“Return.”
“The remarks you made today! Will all be reported to the Clan Head! You are a dead man!”
“I said to return.”
Murong Yeon-hwa shouted angrily.
“Shut up! How dare a mere Branch Leader order the eldest daughter of the Clan Head! Have you forgotten your roots because you lived away in another land!”
Instantly, Murong Yu’s expression distorted.
“Can’t you come to your senses!!”
Riiiiing!
Murong Yeon-hwa’s face went blank.
It was a shout truly like a Lion’s Roar. The intense internal energy and the fierce emotion overwhelming that internal energy shook her head.
Murong Yeon-hwa, who barely came to her senses by shaking her head at the great shock, looked at Murong Yu.
‘Heuk!’
Murong Yu’s eyes were terrifying.
Overwhelming emotions were rushing in like waves. Murong Yeon-hwa received a shock that made her unable to even breathe at those strong eyes that swept away and pierced through everything.
That was not a look that could be shown just because one’s internal energy was strong or one’s martial arts realm was high.
It was a vessel.
Murong Yu’s vessel, his conviction was burning Murong Yeon-hwa. The will of a man who had suffered agony unimaginable to her, yet had not strayed from the Righteous Path, was that great.
Furthermore, Murong Yu was also gradually changing.
Looking at his niece who had become as crooked as one could be, he could face the current state of the clan. He gained the courage to face the hellish reality that he had tried hard to turn his head away from and ignore.
Only now was he seeing the world. Murong Yeon-hwa’s distorted heart and shattered pride ironically served as an opportunity for Murong Yu to steady his mind.
“Why did you grab a sword! How were you able to learn letters! What is the reason your body and soul were able to come out into the world!”
Murong Yu’s voice gradually became aggressive. It gradually became clearer.
And it was gradually hardening into conviction.
“The reason you were able to come out into the world is because the surname Murong overcame the waves of the world and stood proudly on its two feet!”
“…!”
“If you truly care for the clan, you should not spare bitter words when the clan is going down the wrong path! That is why you must cultivate eyes and a heart to judge what is right and wrong!”
Murong Yu pointed at Murong Yeon-hwa.
It was an aggressive action. Murong Yeon-hwa flinched without realizing it.
“Even with that good talent, you are placing a heavy burden of a thousand jin on the shoulders of innocent people according to your father’s commands, without being able to measure what is right. Do you truly think that is right?”
“Eek!”
“Speak! Do you truly think that is right? I’m asking if you are living the life you properly should!”
Instantly, Murong Yeon-hwa was engulfed in a shock as if she had been hit in the back of the head.
She didn’t hear the other words. But Murong Yu’s last words dug into her ears and shook her head.
‘The life I properly should?’
Murong Yeon-hwa asked herself without realizing it.
‘Am I living my life?’
Of course. Until now, she had never once been swayed by the words of others.
She was always confident. She knew her own abilities, and bravely went out into the world to display those abilities.
I am not wrong. Forever just like now, I will live my life under my own lead.
Murong Yeon-hwa, who had been biting her lip, opened her mouth.
“Where do you think you’re spouting nonsensical demonic words…”
Instantly, Murong Yeon-hwa felt her speech blocked.
Because she realized that Murong Yu’s strong eyes looking at her were filled with sorrow before she knew it.
“I feel sorry for you.”
“…What?”
“You didn’t have to live such a life. Even so, you have already grown up like this. I’m saying you have become a puppet controlled by Clan Head older brother.”
“S-Shut up! I will never…!”
“Have you ever looked back on yourself even once? I’m asking if you have ever even doubted whether your life is wrong.”
Murong Yeon-hwa became mute as if she had eaten honey.
Murong Yu, who had been looking at her with sorrowful eyes, turned his body toward the window.
“Return with the Red Wind Squad.”
“…”
“I don’t want to argue with you anymore.”
Murong Yeon-hwa’s fists trembled.
She spoke as if spitting out the words.
“For a mere loser!”
With those words at the end, Murong Yeon-hwa left the office.
Murong Yu didn’t even look back. He just stared out the window with his hands behind his back.
Yi Geon quietly carried Cheon Il-sang on his shoulder and left the office. He thought that now was not the time to bother Murong Yu.
Like that, Murong Yu was left alone.
Sssss.
Murong Yu, who was looking up at the sky with a distressed face, suddenly realized the tea water was boiling.
He, who lifted the water bowl with a sigh, just threw the bowl in his hand due to a sudden, unknown emotion surging up.
Clatter!
Hot water and broken porcelain pieces scattered everywhere.
Murong Yu, who had stood with his head bowed for a long time, opened his mouth.
“Come in.”
The office door opened and Yi Geon came in. He had been continuously standing outside the door waiting.
“There is a place I have to visit for a while. It will take two or three days at the shortest, up to four days at the longest.”
“…”
“Please take good care of the branch until then.”
Yi Geon bowed his head.
“Understood.”
Murong Yu, who draped a large robe over himself, stopped walking as he went out the door.
“Hey, Yi Geon.”
“Please speak, Branch Leader.”
“Do you think I went overboard.”
Yi Geon smiled.
“You went sufficiently overboard.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. Therefore, you must not crouch down in the future and must fly freely. Only then can I live by at least receiving some crumbs, right?”
Murong Yu smiled without realizing it.
“I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell you in advance. I don’t think I can watch the main family’s extreme actions anymore.”
Yi Geon burst into hearty laughter.
“I was wondering when you would lift your head. Since you are the lord this guy chose, you should at least have that much boldness.”
“Is that so?”
“That’s right.”
Murong Yu, with a much lighter face, nodded his head.
“I will be back.”
“Please have a safe trip.”
* * *
Smack!
“Keok!”
Muk Bi staggered and fell.
Yeon Ho-jeong shook his fist.
“With this, it’s 72 matches, 72 wins, undefeated.”
“Cough, cough!”
“How can you not win even once. When I seal just one movement technique, you’re no different from a wooden dummy for training.”
Muk Bi panted and spoke.
“It’s, it’s petty.”
“What’s petty, you punk.”
“Just where did you learn such nonsensical methods?”
Muk Bi told Yeon Ho-jeong that he was petty.
That’s right. Yeon Ho-jeong’s close-quarters combat was petty.
Not only did he kick stones to attack or throw fallen leaves to distract her gaze, he even aimed for and attacked the groin.
Calling it petty was putting it nicely; this was an incredibly vicious method. It was closer to a reckless street fighting method rather than simple close-quarters combat.
Yeon Ho-jeong snorted.
“There are no fair fights in the world. Duty? Etiquette? Don’t be seduced by such lip-service words. The one who stands without falling is the truth. Discussing cleanliness and dirtiness in a fight is a luxury.”
“Cough!”
“Still, you definitely have a good sense. You haven’t won even once, but you’re holding out longer and longer.”
Yeon Ho-jeong admired Muk Bi’s senses.
Of course, he was the one who drove her to the point of reacting unconsciously, but a normal martial artist wouldn’t even be able to keep up with half of that harsh fight and would become exhausted.
Muk Bi was not like that. Somehow gritting her teeth and holding out, the match that ended in a few exchanges at first had now increased to thirty exchanges.
Although Yeon Ho-jeong hadn’t even shown three-tenths of his true skills.
‘As expected, this guy is a masterpiece.’
Is this how a monarch who obtained a useful general feels. Yeon Ho-jeong cheered inwardly.
“Haa, haa. I, I can’t do it anymore today.”
“Are you already knocked out?”
“Do you know how many days it’s been now? Why don’t you do a preliminary survey?”
“Because smashing you up is fun.”
“Ugh.”
Yeon Ho-jeong laughed and raised Muk Bi’s upper body.
“It must be hard to even stand up, so it’s good. It’s a chance to practice the Great Heaven Qi instead of the Living Bow Steel String Method.”
“Harsh, you’re harsh.”
“You have to be harsh to get stronger. Didn’t you say you want to get stronger too?”
Muk Bi, who panted for a long time, soon sat cross-legged.
The posture of sitting cross-legged was quite awkward. It was natural since she had polished her internal energy with Moving Arts her whole life.
After a while.
Woooooong.
A faint gray air current arose from Muk Bi’s body.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes deepened.
‘This is even faster.’
Her fighting sense was good, but her cultivation method application was far more outstanding than that. She was already learning the Great Heaven Qi, which he hadn’t taught her that long ago, to this extent.
‘Become stronger. You must fly high. That way you will live, and the people you want to protect will live.’
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was guarding Muk Bi for a long time, instantly felt a single sharp energy approaching.
‘This momentum?’
He turned his body.
After a while, a man with a gentle impression walked over from afar.
“You weren’t at your residence. I barely found you.”
Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.
“You’re here.”
Murong Yu spoke calmly.
“Do you have time?”