Regressor’s Life After Retirement

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[Collection of evidence]

The martial people, especially the Jeongpa people, A cause is considered as important as life.

They place great importance on etiquette and morality, and argue that martial arts must be honed to eventually reach the Tao (道).

Because of this, the political faction members despised those who wielded power carelessly, calling them ‘safari’ or ‘black swordsman’.

‘In the back, there is no difference between the right and wrong factions, but at least on the outside, the right faction must be clean.’

The peak of the organization that leads such political faction members is the Murim Alliance.

Murim League.

It is a coalition of political factions with more than 100 factions, including 9 factions and 1 faction, and its banner is to maintain order and safety in martial arts and eradicate Sima Wei.

The Changcheon Shingeom was stored right inside the Murimmaeng.

Old Man Jin added an explanation.

“The Changcheon Shingeom was discovered about three years ago. A natural disaster suddenly occurred in the Cheonghae region and farmers reported it to the Murim Alliance branch. “They said that when the warriors ran there, there was a golden monkey holding a sword in front of the collapsed cave.”

“Golden monkey?”

It was the first time I heard that story. Daein recalled a part written in Geomhwangbirok.

『It will be easier for humans since we taught it to monkeys as well.』

There was a monkey that the Geomwang taught martial arts to as a test first.

‘It’s been almost 100 years and you’re still alive?’

If the golden monkey was the one taught by Geomwang, he would have become strong enough to overcome most expert masters by now.

“Okay monkey. It was so rare that even the masters of the Murim Alliance gave up trying to catch it. The Sword Saint personally came forward to retrieve the Changcheon God Sword, but he missed the Golden Monkey.”

It is said that the authenticity of the Changcheon Shingeom was personally confirmed by Geomseong, the highest leader and oldest member of the Jeongsam martial arts faction – he was 130 years old and fought alongside Geomwang in the last Jeongma Daejeon.

It is said that the golden monkey ran far away from Geomseong, but after that it often appeared near the cave.

The martial arts people jokingly call the golden monkey King Mihu (美猴王).

If it were true that the monkey had learned martial arts from the Geomwang, then it would be a death sentence for Daein.

That too is the death penalty for the monkey.

‘…I’m sure we’ll never meet again.’

The great man decided not to think more deeply about the golden monkey. He said to Old Man Jin.

“You know quite a bit. “I went to town for a few days and looked into things, but I didn’t find anyone who knew this much.”

Old Man Jin smiled awkwardly and said.

“I remember it because it was such a big deal. “It’s also related to our sect’s patriarch…”

Old Man Jin said as he looked at the great man’s expression carefully.

He was in a very complicated state of mind right now.

‘Are you really saying that this young man is the successor to the Emperor of Swords?’

After treating Old Man Jin’s wounds, the Great Man erased all traces of his party and came down from the mountain.

I did not go back to the guest room again.

The group moved to another village, found an empty farmhouse, and came in to rest for a while.

And the three talked a lot for about half a day.

“First, we should introduce each other again.”

The great man told the two the truth almost everything.

He honestly said that he had learned the martial arts of the Sword Emperor and that he came from another dimension.

It was not my situation to go anywhere and spread the word anyway, and I needed their cooperation in the future.

“Heh heh…”

It was such an unrealistic story that Old Man Jin felt as if he was listening to a child’s fantasy.

‘I can just believe this, but I can’t not believe it because I saw it with my own eyes…’

Old Man Jin couldn’t decide how he should react.

If it’s true, since Daein is a disciple of the Emperor of Swords, should we speak up?

What if it’s false? Should I be beheaded for the crime of manslaughter?

‘I’m not confident I’ll win in a fight, but…’

Unlike Old Man Jin, who was confused, Namgoonghyeon’s eyes lit up and he accepted Daein’s story as fact.

‘It wasn’t my mistake that I felt something familiar from the first time we met.’

15 years old.

As he was young, Namgoong-hyeon easily accepted stories that sounded absurd.

Also, since I felt a familiar energy from the first time I saw Daein, it was easier to believe the story.

Above all, I found new hope in the story told by Nam Gung-hyeon.

“…So, if you help me find the Changcheon God Sword, you will let us live in your world? “To a place where the martial arts people can’t chase me?”

The great man nodded.

“If you two want it.”

“I want it. “I want to live there.”

Namgoonghyeon said that without thinking twice.

If Daein really comes from another world and that is the way to escape this tiresome pursuit,

“I will go wherever that is.”

“Hehe…”

Old Man Jin still looked confused, but eventually nodded.

“I still don’t really understand what you said, but… I will follow you if Hyeonnie can get healthy.”

Because all he wanted was Namgoong Hyun’s happiness.

The great man promised two people two things.

1. I will help you leave Moorim and live on Earth.

2. I will cure Namgunghyeon’s illness.

‘The guild needed a martial arts teacher, so finding a job is no problem, and it’s not like we can’t cure this guy’s disease.’

Namgung-hyeon suffered from a rare disease called transsyllable veins.

He was born with a constitution in which most of his blood vessels were blocked, making it difficult for energy to flow. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died before he turned 15, let alone achieved martial arts skills.

‘Fortunately, I am still alive because I have a master at my side and have learned the highest level of mental techniques.’

In order to treat the transsyllable veins, the help of a top-class elixir and a Chojeongjeong master that improved internal energy by more than 1 gap was needed.

Both conditions are ridiculously difficult.

But for adults, it wasn’t much of a problem.

‘It’s a disease, and seeing the look on old man Geomhwang’s face, I was thinking of fixing it anyway.’

In fact, Daein had been monitoring Namgoonghyeon’s condition for a few days and treating him little by little. After she fell asleep, he invigorated her with Pacheon Shin-gong.

The great man told me that fact.

“First of all, my physical condition won’t get any worse. “Proper treatment is a bit out of the question right now, so let’s go back to Earth and get it done.”

“Ah, for some reason, I feel refreshed every morning these days! “That too…”

When Daein grinned, Namgoonghyeon was so grateful that he didn’t know what to do.

“what? “Is that really true?”

When Old Man Jin first learned of this, his eyes widened.

“you…! You saved my life and even my Hyun-i…! It’s not like this. “Take my bow first!”

“No, don’t bow because it’s burdensome.”

“Benefactor! “Please accept me!”

“I told you not to do it!”

The great man barely managed to stop the old man Jin who was trying to bow.

After a little scuffle, the commotion finally calmed down.

The great man sighed and said.

“phew. Because we’ve had enough to talk about among ourselves. “Then let’s make plans for the future.”

The great man’s plan was as follows.

1. Namgunghyeon goes to Murimaeng in Hanam with old man Jin.

“Until we arrive, let’s hide our identities and go as quietly as possible. “If word gets out, flies will flock to you.”

The two people nodded in agreement.

2. Go to the Murim Alliance and reveal their identity.

“The two of you will have to reveal your original identity, but I will act as a bodyguard. There’s no need to bother me twice for no reason.”

Daein had no intention of spreading the word throughout the neighborhood that he had learned the martial arts of the Sword Emperor.

‘Because it’s not something that usually makes you tired when it becomes known.’

The Emperor’s disciple.

It’s good to listen to. Perhaps, if you show a reasonable amount of skill, you will gain considerable power within the political faction.

‘But considering all the troublesome things that will come with it, it’s 100 times better not to say anything.’

3. The Murim Alliance claims ownership of the Changcheon Shingeom.

The Murim people are a people who value honor and cause above all else.

The Changcheonshingeom was originally an item from the Emperor of Swords.

A hero who stopped the invasion of the Demonic Cult 100 years ago, and

an absolute expert who fought on equal footing with the Heavenly Demon.

The Changcheonshingeom was his symbol and was not something that anyone could use.

The only people who can claim that ownership are the descendants or successors of the Geomwang.

However, because the Sword Emperor Gate was extinct 15 years ago, the Murim Alliance had no choice but to put forward the ‘justification’ of keeping the Changcheon God Sword instead.

“If the descendant of the Emperor of Swords, who was thought to have been cut off at that time, appears and asks for the sword, will they not give it to you and give it to you?”

“But I won’t give it up easily. “You can make all sorts of excuses to put it off.”

“At least you can show me your sword. “That’s enough.”

Daein’s purpose was not the Changcheonshingeom itself, but the final cutting of the Pacheonsamgeom hidden within it.

4. After completing the objective, open the return gate and return to Earth.

“The Murim Alliance will probably use all kinds of excuses to keep us in the Murim Alliance.”

That was what the two were most worried about.

You can make an excuse that you are helping rebuild the Sword Emperor Gate, or you can say that you will protect him from Sima Ma’s betrayal since he is still young.

But their true intentions…

Old Man Jin said with a worried expression.

“The Murim League is involved in the bloodshed from 15 years ago. “I don’t know exactly what line it is, but maybe…”

Namgoong-hyun also added with a serious expression.

“At first, they may pretend to welcome us, but we don’t know what they will do to us over time. “They might try to kill you after confining you and taking away your martial arts skills.”

Daein said there was nothing to worry about.

“You just have to open the gate to return to Earth before then. “Go back to Earth, close the door, and that’s it.”

Anyway, within a year, a political war will begin in the martial arts world. Daein did not intend to open the Wurim Gate again until the Great War.

Old Man Jin asked with a puzzled expression.

“Is that gate… some kind of kimunjin?”

“that’s right. It is a method that will transport us to Earth in an instant. So, you don’t have to worry about being trapped by the Murim Alliance.”

“If you are that confident…”

Old Man Jin was anxious, but agreed to Daein’s plan.

“great. “Someday, I want to give the Murim League a shot!”

Rather, Namgung-hyeon actively agreed.

He looked a little flushed, as if he was both scared and excited about stepping into the tiger’s den.

Daein also chuckled at the sight.

‘This is a perfect operation.’

No matter how many times I thought about it, I thought it was a good plan.

Rather than risking his life to infiltrate the Murim Alliance and steal the sword, he takes Nam Gung-hyeon, whose identity is certain, and proudly demands that he hand over the Changcheon God Sword.

What if I say I can’t give it to you? Still, at least I’ll show it.

At that time, all you have to do is grab your sword and jump to Earth!

A few years from now, the martial arts world will be connected to Earth, but by then, Old Man Jin and Nam Gung Hyeon will be living with completely different identities.

‘Perfect. There are absolutely no gaps.’

It was time for Daein to praise himself about his plan.

Namgung-hyeon carefully pointed out the loopholes in the plan.

“I just had a thought… What if those people don’t acknowledge me?”

“huh? What are you talking about?”

The great man tilted his head as if he could not understand. At the same time, Old Man Jin’s expression darkened slightly.

Namgung-hyeon said while looking at his grandfather.

“The Murim Alliance may not recognize me as a descendant of the Sword Emperor.”

“What kind of bullshit are you talking about? “If you are not a descendant of the Sword Emperor, why did you run away until now?”

Namgoonghyeon sighed as if he was frustrated.

“The pursuers have been following us for 15 years, assuming we were still alive. But in Moorim, I am someone who wasn’t even born at all.”

Only then did the great man’s expression harden a little.

“You weren’t even born?”

“I guess I’ll have to explain that.”

Old Man Jin gathered his thoughts for a moment and then told the story of the bloody death of Geomwangmun 15 years ago.

“The tragedy in the text happened 15 years ago, but there were signs from several years ago. “As the disciples began to be attacked and the businesses we were involved in suffered, the text became less and less influential.”

“…I requested the Murim Alliance to investigate several times, but no investigation team was dispatched.”

Old Man Jin’s expression was distorted with anger, as if he was remembering that time.

“Hyeon-i’s biological father, the head of the family, Namgung Sang-in, was an outstanding person, but he could not prevent all that misfortune. “I guess that’s when my wife’s stomach started to get bloated.”

“…….”

“The head of the family kept his wife’s pregnancy a secret. “My wife used illness as an excuse to not come out of her room, and only a few people knew about it.”

Old Man Jin paused for a moment and looked at Nam Gung Hyeon with a sad expression. Namgoonghyeon seemed fine.

“Hyeon was born two days before the tragedy that day.”

The birth of a new life that even receiving the blessings of countless people would not be enough.

However, even the fact that Namgoong Hyun was born had to be kept secret.

And two days later, Geomhwangmun was attacked by mysterious enemies and turned into ashes.

“That means…”

The great man’s eyebrows came together in a sign of inner heaven. Namgoonghyeon said.

“I am officially the unborn child. The only people who know of my existence are my grandfather, my pursuers, and my brother. “You knew I was a woman, right?”

Nam Gung-hyeon awkwardly avoided Dae-in’s gaze while saying the word ‘brother.’

Since I was a child, I always wore men’s clothes and pretended to be a man, so this was the first time I called someone that.

‘There’s no way an expert of this level wouldn’t know that I’m a woman. Even though you knew, you pretended not to know.’

Of course, the master knew. The great man scratched his chin without any reaction.

“That’s it. “It’s not that important.”

“…….”

From the listener’s perspective, the reaction was so indifferent that it was a little disappointing.

Daein decided to organize the situation first.

“So the Murim Alliance won’t recognize you? “What if the old man here, a nobleman who was the martial arts leader of the Sword Emperor Gate in the past, vouched for it?”

Namgoonghyun answered with an expression of uncertainty.

“Maybe there is a possibility.”

The Great Man looked back at Old Man Jin and asked.

“What do you think, old man? I heard he was a master of the 100s in his old days. “If the words of an expert like that are true, wouldn’t even the Murim Alliance believe it?”

Daein hoped for a positive answer, but Old Man Jin smiled bitterly and said,

“If a person who was a great expert disappeared when his sect was wiped out and then reappeared 15 years later… well. “I don’t think it will look good.”

Old Man Jin’s expression crumpled as he spoke.

“Besides, the timing is not good. Isn’t the tension with the Demonic Cult at its peak these days? “It’s something I don’t want to even imagine, but maybe Hyun and I…”

“You might think we’re spies for a demonic cult.”

The great man sighed and crossed his arms. He said, looking up at the ceiling.

“It was going well, but then suddenly it got stuck.”

Even in Daein’s opinion, it seemed unlikely that the Murim Alliance would readily recognize Namgunghyeon as a descendant of the Geomwang at this time.

‘In the end, there must be evidence to prove one’s identity…’

There must be evidence so clear that it cannot be omitted.

But is there such a thing?

These are two people who have lived their whole lives hiding their identities while being chased by pursuers.

‘It’s not like I left any records… Wait. record?’

Daein turned his head and looked at the luggage gathered in the corner of the farmhouse.

To be exact, a man lying like a piece of meat next to the luggage.

He was the number one member of the dark blood group who was captured by Daein in the mountains.

At that moment, a thought flashed in Daein’s mind.

‘If it’s a target you’ve been chasing for over 10 years… wouldn’t there be a documented record? There’s probably some solid evidence.’

I think I found a solution.

Daein got up and walked to Ilho. He sat in front of Ilho and took out the blood transfusion that had been placed on him.

“Ugh….”

Ilho slowly opened his eyes.

The face had changed to such an extent that its original form could not be determined. Blue bruises and dried blood stains on his swollen face.

“Uuuu…”

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw Daein, Ilho started shaking.

‘You devilish bastard. Why again…’

Daein asked Ilho in a friendly voice.

“Where is your headquarters?”

[Evidence Collection] End

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