Warrior Grandpa and Supreme Granddaughter

Episode 18 The Queen Bee of Heuksando (3)

“Welcome!”

It was Jeomsoy from Soho Gaekjan who greeted me politely at the entrance.

Perhaps because there were a lot of martial arts people today, he looked very tense and stiff.

Jinsan Yu looked around and answered softly.

“Please take me to the most corner of this floor.”

“Yes, then I will pick you up right away, old man!”

The reason he chose this floor was to avoid any possible controversy, but most of all, it was for better visibility.

This floor was open in the middle, allowing a panoramic view of the situation on the first floor, and there was even a window through which one could escape if necessary.

On the way up along Jeomsoy, I was able to see many martial artists.

A variety of people enjoying a meal while looking out for each other.

There was a lot of tension as if an argument would break out at any time, but they seemed to be careful with each other. This may be because of the Murim Alliance’s announcement that it would not allow individual fights until the end of Geomhu’s retirement ceremony.

“Now this way. “What kind of food should I prepare for you?”

Yu Jin-san sat down and gave Hyun-hee a glance. It meant ordering the food she wanted to eat.

Hyunhee placed Yuseol on her lap and asked with a bright smile.

“What food is famous here?”

“At our Soho Gaekjan, Soho Pal Apchae, which is made with stir-fried duck with eight kinds of vegetables, is the most popular. Meat noodles are also very famous.”

“Then prepare them and add a bowl of chicken porridge.”

“Yes sir. “Are you okay with drinking?”

Hyunhee, who had never drank alcohol, looked at Yujinsan.

He was licking his lips and forcing himself to shake his head.

“I’d like to have a drink, but I’ll have to hold back. Please bring only the food you ordered.”

For him, being close to alcohol was the same as shortening his lifespan. I was planning to endure it at least until I achieved a complete transformation.

“Yes, I’ll get it right away.”

Perhaps because there were a lot of customers, the food we ordered didn’t arrive until after the Japanese meal.

Eugene San was busy putting meat in his granddaughter’s mouth without even thinking about eating it.

“haha. “Seeing that you eat well, I guess it suits your taste.”

Yu Seol kept opening his mouth like a baby bird as if the food was delicious.

Hyunhee said with a happy smile, making chicken porridge for him.

“I’ll do it, so you can eat it first, father.”

“Hehehe. “Thank you.”

These three did not look any different from a harmonious family.

Jin-san Yu’s face was full of smiles, but in reality, all his attention was focused on the conversation between the martial arts people. The reason he followed Hyeonhee here was to find out about Kangho’s situation.

“I know that? “There is a rumor that the real owner of Soho Gaekjan here is Geomhu.”

“That’s ridiculous. “What do you regret about Geomhu?”

“I don’t know either. “It is said that the money used to expand the guesthouse was Geomhu’s funds.”

“What does this guy say? “Stop talking nonsense and just eat.”

Everywhere was abuzz with talk about the post-mortem examination.

I hoped to find some clues about the evil beast that wiped out my family, but I had to give up early.

Yu Jin-san gave up on obtaining information and focused on eating noodles.

And that was when half an hour passed.

“It’s the sword sword!”

Someone’s urgent cry. At the same time, dozens of martial artists on this floor suddenly stood up.

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They hung on the railing and stared downstairs. On the other hand, the martial arts people on the first floor were so frozen that they did not even move.

Coincidentally, the seat where Jin-san Yu was sitting had the best view of the first floor.

Hyunhee, who was holding a spoon to Yoo Seol’s mouth, stopped all movement as her mouth dropped open.

“…oh my god.”

A bright red robe embroidered with a phoenix. And it was a woman with a tungso and a small sword tied around her waist.

Geomhu (劍后) Soso. Her appearance was completely different from what I imagined. A beauty that looks fragile yet feels sacred. Moreover, his face looked so young that he still had a youthful appearance.

The noisy guest room became quiet like the eve of a storm. So much so that everyone could hear Geomhu’s footsteps walking towards the empty table.

Jeomsoi, the guest, quickly ran over and asked in a polite manner.

“Would you like to prepare it with what you always eat?”

“Yes. Please.”

There were as many as a hundred martial people in the guesthouse, but no one spoke.

After a while, the only food that Jeomsoi brought was a bowl of meat noodles.

Geomhu took a sip of the noodle broth and smiled without hesitation.

“Hi-Hi. “It’s delicious as expected!”

It was like an innocent, mischievous laugh.

Suddenly, the martial arts people watching from this floor began to stir.

Eugene San, who was nearby, could hear their whispers.

“I don’t think it’s Geomhu?”

“What is it? “What kind of sword is that…?”

Everyone’s reaction was absurd.

Everyone was expecting Geomhu’s momentum to overwhelm everyone.

However, not even the slightest sense of intimidation could be found in her appearance. What’s more, I don’t feel any energy like a normal person.

It was natural that the tension of those watching relaxed as time passed.

“I don’t think it’s a big deal, right? “I think I can win.”

“I know? How on earth did you get the title Geomhu?”

“What’s wrong with Kangho? “I wandered all the way here for no reason.”

The voices of the gossipers gradually grew louder, and the nearby Mount Yujin became increasingly ominous.

His perspective was a little different from other martial arts people.

The spirit can be felt even in the movement of chopsticks. And the leisureliness of not caring about the gaze of those around you.

Jinsan Yu, who had more experience than anyone else, sensed an instinctive sense of discomfort.

Then suddenly his pupils shook. This is because I lost sight of the post-mortem examination.

“Huh…”

His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

It was something I had never experienced before, even when I had been traversing the rivers and lakes for decades.

At that time, I heard a woman’s clear voice coming from behind me.

“why? Do all martial arts masters have to be solemn and blunt?”

Yu Jin-san quickly turned his head and opened his mouth wide. This is because Geomhu, who was eating noodles downstairs, was behind him on this floor in the blink of an eye.

In front of her, the two martial arts people who had gossiped a little while ago were embarrassed.

“That…”

“I don’t think it’s Geomhu? Would you like to try it out?”

The martial arts people standing in front of Geomhu trembled like aspen trees and answered at the same time.

“Oh no…”

She looked up at their faces for a moment and smiled as if it was fun.

“Hi-Hi. just joke.”

The martial arts people who had been gossiping about Geomhu sat down on the floor as if their tension had eased.

At that moment, she was back on the first floor and eating noodles.

None of the martial arts people in the guest room could open their mouths until she finished eating the noodles and left.

The only person in the room who was excited was Yoo Seol, who got to eat a lot of delicious meat.

“My dear~”

Yu Jin-san muttered, wiping the oil from the corner of the child’s mouth.

“Now that we have seen Geomhu in front of us, which is what you wanted, let us return to the living.”

“But… the golden powder wash will begin in a little while. “Can’t we just look at it from afar?”

There was no need to do so since the post-mortem examination was confirmed.

It was when he was thinking for a moment.

Suddenly, someone sitting by the window shouted urgently.

“Murim lord!”

“Dozon is with you too!”

“Isn’t the person on the left Yu Guangjin of the Kunlun Sect?”

It wasn’t just them. People full of dignity were walking around a nun wearing robes, supporting her like wings.

All of them were heavyweights who were called pillars of political factions. It seemed that the veteran leaders of the Murim Alliance had gathered, led by the leader.

The martial arts people were excited and gathered outside the window.

And Yu Jin-san, who was feeling an unusual energy outside the guesthouse, had a somewhat stiff expression. It looked completely different from when I saw the postmortem a while ago.

“The Murim Lord said he came in person, so I can’t just go back. Instead, it is a condition that can only be seen from afar.”

The elder of the Maeng clan, who framed him for murder and issued a wanted order, must have been included among them. I couldn’t miss the opportunity to check them out.

Hyunhee’s expression, which had been gloomy at Eugene San’s suggestion, quickly turned into a sunflower.

“really?”

He nodded once and asked in a whisper-like voice.

“When I glanced through the window frame a little while ago, it seemed like the Murim lord had been replaced by a nun of Amipa. “Are you sure this is what I saw?”

“Didn’t you know? Amipa’s Jang Moon-in is the best of the old group. “He became a Murim lord at the youngest age, and his world was in an uproar.”

It was somewhat strange.

The Amipa was a sect comprised only of nuns.

Although it was included in the Gupa Ilbang, it was not very powerful, so it was something that could not even be dreamed of in the era when Yu Jin-san was active.

“It’s been over 30 years since I stopped paying attention to Kangho, so isn’t it natural that I don’t know? “How long has it been?”

“It’s recent. “It must have been about a year or two.”

For a moment, a subtle spark of life appeared in Yu Jin-san’s eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

“This bitch… I see.”

Two years ago, it coincided with the time when the Yu family home was attacked.

I didn’t know if there was a direct connection, but it was clear that there was some kind of connection.

“But why?”

“It is nothing. But it seems like the leader was missing one eye?”

“According to the rumors, it was a wound inflicted by a minor swordsman. It’s just a rumor after all. Anyway, let’s eat and leave, father.”

“Sure.”

The three concentrated on eating the remaining food.

Those who came out after paying the bill after 10 minutes passed, moved on to their destination.

There was no need to inquire about the location. All the martial artists seen on every street were heading to one place.

“I guess it’s over there!”

“I guess so.”

It was a road leading to the entrance of the mountain behind the village. It seemed like a place had been prepared there.

I was planning to settle down in a suitable place and watch from afar.

But the plan quickly went to waste.

As we got closer to our destination, the noise gradually became more intense. Judging by the rising voices, it seemed like the hostile atmosphere was continuing.

“What on earth is going on?”

Yujinsan was already looking there too.

Isn’t there a crowd of over 1,000 people getting in the way and fighting over something?

As I got closer, I saw warriors belonging to the Murim Alliance blocking the road.

Warriors wearing white robes and holding long swords. Although there were only twenty people, everyone felt an extraordinary spirit.

“The gold powder ceremony has been canceled, so everyone please return.”

It was an absurd and absurd statement.

It was natural for the martial arts people who came from all over to be enraged.

“I’ve been walking for 10 days and you’re telling me to go back?”

“What kind of bullshit is that!”

When individuals come together to form a crowd, courage that was previously unknown is born.

They were warriors of the Murim Alliance who would normally not even make eye contact, but the current situation was different.

At that time, someone extended their finger somewhere and shouted.

“Then why are the authors in!?”

People in black, wearing deep bamboo ribs, were constantly entering.

The unidentified warriors seemed not to be restrained by anyone.

“What are you discriminating against now?”

“You guys still call yourself representatives of a political faction!”

As the protests grew stronger, someone from the Murim Alliance came forward.

Unlike the others, the white robe he wore had a yellow dragon wrapped around it.

With his appearance, the harsh voice suddenly evaporated.

“Jaryonggeom Wang Hyul?”

“Why is that author here…”

Hyeonhee, who was watching from afar, whispered softly to Yujinsan.

“He is one of the three great swordsmen of Sichuan Province. It is said that he has never spared the life of anyone who crossed swords with him.”

“The political factions of today seem to be very different from those of my time. “It’s bittersweet that there seems to be no agreement.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of Wang Hyul’s sword sharply slashed toward the floor.

Sigh-!

The floor where the sword passed was long, extending from the end of the alley to the end of the alley.

“From now on, anyone who crosses this line will be cut down, so only those who do not want to live should come in.”

Kangho was a world of the might of the jungle where strong power ruled everything.

The number of martial artists who flocked was enormous, but no one challenged him.

People who came from far away to see the Golden Powder Ceremony just stamped their feet.

At that time, a soft voice echoed in everyone’s ears from behind.

– Brothers, I’ll take a moment.

The voice was like a whisper, but there was no martial artist who could not hear it.

Wide area transmission, known as the legendary electric sound. It is a technology that transmits sound to many people in a specific area at the same time. No one knew about it.

Geomhu’s hand was clutching a teacup, as if he had been enjoying some leisurely time at a teahouse.

“After the sword?”

“The King of Swords has appeared!”

The warriors who saw Geomhu for the first time were filled with emotion.

As she passed by, the martial arts people began to split like waves to clear the way.

And without hesitation, her steps crossed the line drawn on the floor.

At the same time, cherry-like lips blew sweet words into Wang Hyul’s ears.

“Oh my, did you fall?”

“….”

When Geomhu slightly raised his head, Wang Hyul reflexively took a step back.

It was like the instinctive struggle of a wolf when it encounters a fierce tiger.