The 31st Piece Turns the Tables Chapter 228

Episode 228

A young man among the recorders watching Kang Seol and Seol Hong spoke.

“It seems like you were originally acquainted with Seolhong?”

“It seems so.”

“You’re reckless! To jump into the middle of a mountain range like that without a plan…”

“Judging by what he’s showing, he seems to be quite confident in his power, but it’s not for nothing that Hwichang was able to run away from the government soldiers for a long time. Even though he is a thief, he is not someone to look down on.”

“Manyong is like stepping on the threshold of death without realizing it. Such an insensitive person…”

“Unfortunately, the level of swordsmanship does not seem to be very high.”

At that time, Kang Seol and Seol Hong blocked their view with their umbrellas and disappeared in an instant.

“…Did you see it?”

“… I didn’t see it.”

“I didn’t see it.”

The recorder missed the movement of snowfall. An old man in the archives asked.

“Don’t miss any movement, record it all.”

Kang Seol put Seol Hong down in a safe position and jumped into the group of thieves.

Tsupat-!

“Kwaaaaaak!”

Then, he swung the grief that took the form of a sword and cut off the thief’s arm.

Whilick-!

Taaaaagh-!

A throat cut from grief rose into the air. There were still a mountain of bandits who had not found Snowfall’s location. The movement of the snowfall was as rapid as a flash of lightning.

However, Snowfall’s face was dissatisfied.

It was the same with grief.

‘It’s not familiar.’

The biggest change that occurred as Grief grew was that its form changed according to his will.

And sometimes this was an advantage, but other times it wasn’t much of an advantage.

In particular, it was a difficult weapon for Kangseol, who had no sword-related abilities, to handle skillfully.

In the East, the sword is considered the king of all diseases.

That’s how deep the sword was in handling, and it was impossible for Kang Seol to suddenly become a peerless swordsman.

Kwazijic-!

“Queuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch

! ”

“Ugh!”

Of course, it wasn’t that difficult to cut and stab people thanks to the incomparable weapon called grief, but it seemed more efficient to hit them with their own hands.

‘I can’t help it.’

Whirling-!

Bitan understood his meaning and immediately transformed into Tugap.

Clap…

“Catch it! Catch that bastard! “Bring it before me!”

Hwichang screamed as if he was struggling every time Kangseol killed his subordinates one by one. The momentum was quite violent, but he did not actually step forward. As befits the leader of a gang of thieves, he acted cleverly.

Faaaaaaaaaaa!

A man’s head exploded when he hit him on the cheek with the black armor.

Whilick…

Kwaziik!

When I turned around and kicked my chest, that part caved in significantly. It is natural for a thief with his chest sunken to die with blood pouring out of his mouth.

Wow!

Paaaaaaaa!

Every time my hand flashed, my head exploded like a watermelon. If anyone other than the parties involved had seen it, they would have thought that there was no such thing as a hell.

“Hee… hee hee….”

“It’s a ghost, it’s a ghost!”

It must have been around that time that the group of thieves noticed something was strange. One is too late.

Whoa!

Paaaaaaaa!

Paaaaaaaaaa!

Faba Park!

Fuwaaaaaaa!

When three heads exploded at the same time and a fountain of blood flowed, the blood drained from the faces of the bandits.

Kangseol was literally crushing the bandits based on his overwhelming abilities. Bone fragments, blood, and brain matter were mixed together, leaving remnants of unknown original form strewn everywhere.

Now people were dying every second.

Killing dozens of people was easier than killing dozens of flies.

At least Paris wasn’t gathered in one place like this.

Fuwaaaaaaaaaa!

Even though Kang Seol was covered in blood, he did not think of this as an evil act.

The thought of skewering people they had created themselves and displaying hideous structures proudly embodying fear in their living quarters was a luxury.

The snowfall slaughtered them like it was work.

Puhwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

“Ugh!”

“Run away too!”

Dadadada…

A group of people scattered to both sides and run away.

Each of them hoped that Kang Seol would chase the opposing group instead of them.

Pot-!

Snowfall chased the group on the left first.

He bit them without mercy, like a wolf running into a flock of sheep.

“Please…”

“Go away!”

Puhwaak!

Whoa whoa!

When the other side was inwardly relieved and tried to widen the distance, a chain shot out of Kang Seol’s hand.

Churrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Grief became a chain and flew towards them with sharp tips attached.

Pushuuuuk!

“Kuhuhuhuhuhhh….”

The thief’s heart was pierced by grief.

“Save me…”

Bitan didn’t stop and grabbed the other thief’s foot.

“Uh oh oh!”

Thump…

The thief’s feet got caught in the chain and he grabbed the person running ahead of him with both arms.

“Please save me… Save me!”

“Let go! “Let go, you bastard!”

The chain was dried in

They were quickly brought to the place where there was snowfall.

Kujik!

The snowfall crushed their heads.

In less than a few minutes at most, the bandits in the living quarters were annihilated except for one.

“Duuuuuuu!”

Hwichang swung his large sword sharply from top to bottom.

Pak-!

However, Park Do was caught by Kang Seol.

“die! “Die!”

Hwichang’s muscles swelled.

Sigh!

Hwichang did his best to lower his bakdo, as if his swollen muscles were about to break.

“….”

But why doesn’t Park Do move? It felt like I was facing a rock.

“You…what are you…”

The strength that Hwichang had given Park Do gradually disappeared.

Kang Seol thought him to be truly funny. There is probably no one else who is this harsh on the weak.

‘…Shall we test it?’

Currently, most abilities are not working, so I wonder if it could be activated even if there are no summons.

Seuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

snowfall’s fingertips and wrists were covered in black shadow.

[Takes the form of a night crow.]

Chijijijijijik…

Snowfall made an impression.

This is because I felt a burning pain in my wrist.

‘That won’t work.’

[The raven shape cannot be maintained in an unstable state.]

[The raven shape is canceled.]

Fall!

Unfortunately, the night raven could not be used, but Kang Seol still used his remaining energy to destroy the captured bakdo.

He grabbed Hwichang’s head with his other arm.

“Uuuu…” As

the opponent showed off his might by breaking even steel with his bare hands, Hwichang was so frightened that he could do nothing. In Hwichang’s eyes, Kangseol became bigger and bigger and he himself got smaller and smaller.

“Uuuuuuu…”

Hwichang kneels and surrenders.

Of course, there was no forgiveness.

Push-!

Fuwaaaaaaaaaa!

Hwichang died with his head crushed like that.

Even though he couldn’t use summoning skills, he was able to easily defeat a group of bandits.

‘I was worried for no reason.’

These overwhelming abilities made him a being of a completely different dimension. Perhaps even someone who is somewhat stronger than Hwichang would be equally defeated by Kangseol.

“You…”

Seolhong approached.

Her face covered in blood, tears, and snot was too sad for her to bear at such a young age.

Whilick…

The snowfall returned the heartbreak to the umbrella.

It had already been raining for a while, but it still didn’t feel good to see raindrops falling on my eyebrows.

When he tried to approach Seolhong to put an umbrella on her, she stopped. Snowfall also felt it and stopped in place.

“How do you know your mother?”

An acquaintance of the deceased mother who appears out of nowhere.

From Seolhong’s perspective, he couldn’t help but feel confused.

Snowfall shrugs its shoulders.

“You…”

That was then.

They weren’t the only ones here.

“Death Flower Seolhong!”

A sound came from a tree far away.

The archivists were clear.

Seolhong lowered his head.

“Yes…”

“From now on, I will evaluate your footsteps.”

The first thing I heard was the voice of a young man.

“There is an extra point of 3 points for the courage to go out on your own without giving up, and a deduction of 2 points for the temerity of daring to show off your abilities.”

Next is a woman’s voice.

“For not bending to the violence of a wicked person, you get 3 extra points, but 2 points are deducted for not having enough strength to achieve your goal.”

Lastly, the old man’s voice.

“As a result, 4 points for passing the ordeal is a 2-point deduction since you contributed very little to this ordeal. The score you got from this trial is at most 4 points. Do you object to this decision?”

It’s vain.

All I got was 4 points lowered. With a perfect score of 10, her score was nothing short of shabby.

However, Seolhong lowered his head.

“This is truly a wise statement. Seolhong will accept the archivist’s wishes.”

“….”

“I also realized my shortcomings through this incident. “That Seolhong…”

Seolhong wanted to put it down.

He could not overcome even the simplest trials on his own and survived with the help of people he did not know. I was embarrassed and sad.

Her bravery had to end here.

“You are just like your mother in terms of impatience.”

“… what?”

“Don’t come to your own conclusions. Death story.” “Listen to the end of the story.”

The old man continued his story.

“You have met a great fortune today. “If the black man hadn’t come, you would have been skewered here and become Hwichang’s trophy.”

“… you’re right.”

“How can Yonghwa rely on the favor of a stranger? “Is your will only that kind of power?”

“….”

“What kind of being is the snow-red black man to you? “Evaluation will vary depending on this.”

Seolhong’s head turned to one side.

It’s because I didn’t understand the old man’s words for a moment.

And then, as if he realized it, he answered.

“I understand what you said. “But… I just came here by chance.”

“… is it.”

At that time, Kang Seol approached Seol Hong and covered him with an umbrella. Leaving behind Seolhong, who had a puzzled expression on his face, he spoke toward the direction from which the recorder’s voice was coming from.

“It’s not like that.”

“What…”

Seolhong was perplexed.

the archivist asked.

“… if?”

What immediately came out of Kang Seol’s mouth was a declaration that could shake up the structure of the War of the Dragons.

“I, Kangseol, want to become the dragon stone of Seolhong, the flower of death.”

“That’s a lie! “This person… this person…”

Seolhong looked up at Kangseol’s face, crying.

She was afraid of favor. I felt guilty leaning on someone. Because she was the one who drove her mother, who had given her the greatest blessing of her life, birth, to death.

I was afraid of becoming dependent on someone. Because I didn’t think I deserved it.

The recorder spoke to Seolhong, who was speechless.

“For Yonghwa, Yongseok… is a special being.”

“….”

“A being who can share all the glory and carry all the burdens.”

he asked.

“If you accept it, I will appoint the author to your position, which is still vacant. “Make your decision.”

“That’s…”

Seolhong looked at Kangseol.

Kang Seol just made eye contact with her without saying a word.

A truly mysterious man. A man who may actually be a god sent down by his mother, Yuhwa.

Is it okay to trust it?

No, I won’t regret this decision.

Seolhong bit his lip and answered.

“… I accept.”

At that moment, the archivist declared.

“I will withdraw my previous assessment of death.”

“… yes?”

“As Yonghwa, your ability to overcome this ordeal was insufficient and you had nothing to contribute. No matter who comes from the archives, the same evaluation will be made.”

Same evaluation as before.

But there was more to the back.

“But Yongseok is Yonghwa’s will. Just because a swordsman is blunt does not mean that the sword he wields is also blunt.”

The evaluation has changed.

“I passed the first Trial of the Dragon with a total of 10 points because the point deduction factor disappeared. “We will rank the evaluations later, and the next trial will be decided through discussion in three days.”

The archivist’s words were not finished.

“I will continue to give a different name to Yongseok, who is related to Samhwa Seolhong. “Your name is…”

* * *

This place is full of the world’s rarest things.

A place where priceless art pieces and eye-popping military weapons are displayed on the walls.

This was the residence of Khan Emperor Hongcheon.

He was sitting on a huge chair in his living room with his eyes closed.

Beside him, Prime Minister Banghyu read the scroll.

Hongcheon quietly closed his eyes and listened to his story.

Prime Minister Banghyu became his eyes and ears and relayed all of Khan’s news.

“Taeyul succeeded in the ordeal. There was also an assessment that the ordeal was somewhat easier compared to his stature. Still, we solidified our position and received the highest score in evaluation.”

“Xinyo also stood out. “He received high scores in the evaluation based on his excellent leadership skills and sparkling inspiration.”

“Next is Jakak, but Jakak was a bit disappointing. But it’s something to look forward to…”

“Sanhae did his job perfectly. But… about whether his cruelty and cunning are suitable as a successor…”

Yonghwa has been mentioned by many as a candidate to become the next Yongje. Banghyu recited dozens of names in order of importance.

After a long time had passed, and sweat was beading on Banghyu’s forehead, the story about the struggle came to an end.

“The notable Yonghwas above all showed their individual abilities.”

“….”

Until then, Hongcheon didn’t say anything. Banghyu understood his thoughts.

“You don’t like something.”

“….”

He thought for a moment, then grinned and brought up another topic.

“Oh my gosh, I forgot this. That child, Yuhwa’s child… So, Seolhong passed the first test. “The ordeal itself was not that great, but the news that was delivered was unexpected.”

flinch…

Hongcheon reacted.

“According to the news that came in, the dragon stone was harvested. “I thought he was a ronin or a warrior somewhere, but surprisingly, he was a Jeonja.”

flinch…

one of Hongcheon’s eyebrows rose.

“From what I briefly understand, it is said that it wields the power of what appears to be a shadow, and that its physical abilities are surprisingly excellent. It wields a unique weapon whose appearance constantly changes, but its origin is unknown. However, it is said that his swordsmanship skills are poor.”

Sreuk…

Hongcheon opened his eyes.

He opened his heavy mouth and spoke.

“…Do you know?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The name of the flower I gave to that child, Seolhong….”

“It was a death flower, right?”

“Do you even know what that means?”

“When the flower buds form, the dead flower extracts nutrients from its roots and uses them. Because of this, the roots split and flowers cannot bloom. “That’s why it was named… wasn’t it?”

Hongcheon bared his teeth and laughed quietly.

“Banghyu, don’t you know the other characteristics of death paintings?”

“… sorry. “May the Dragon Emperor enlighten me from my ignorance.”

Hongcheon said.

“That’s not why the death flower was given that name.”

“if…?”

“Scent.”

“Are you saying it’s because of the scent?”

Nod…

“The scent… is stronger than any other flower. Thus, the scent of the death flower eats up the scent of all the flowers around it. Because of this, the flowers that pollinate insects by attracting them with their scent all dry out and die when the death flower blooms. “That’s why it’s a death story.”

“….”

“That’s what it means.”

“Is that also why she is a death story?”

“Well… I’m talking about that dragon stone.”

“You mean Seolhong’s dragon stone?”

“… what is your tinnitus?”

Banghyu responded.

“Because it is black, it is called Oseok (烏石), the crow stone…”

It was a nickname that exquisitely captured the characteristics of Kangseol.

“It’s obsidian.”

Hongcheon shook his head.

“… Interesting. What will be Seolhong’s next ordeal?”