Chapter 30 (2/2)

Jong Risungrak laughed at him.

“I’ll kill you now.”

Jong Risungrak uttered those words as he approached him with his white sword in his hand.

Gyeongwan channeled his energy and power into his broken sword.

He was attempting to go down together with his opponent.

Just then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

It was Taesan.

“That’s enough. If you sustain any more injuries you might not be able to use your arm anymore.”

Had he sustained a normal sword injury, he would have easily recovered. But he was hurt with the energy of a sword. His injury might be more serious than it looked.

But at least he wasn’t injured from the full force.

Had he sustained a full blow his whole arm would be gone.

“Watch carefully and don’t blink. You never know, you might learn something.”

Taesan smirked.

He really must have changed, he had never been so kind as to share this sort of information.

Leaving Gyeongwan behind, Taesan approached Jong Risungrak.

“You…think you can yield a sword against me?”

Taesan smirked again.

“A sword? As if I need a sword to take you down? You kidding me?”

Taesan replied while he did a final body check.

Having frequented the brothels, his body condition was not at its worst.

Just a few moves, it shouldn’t be detrimental to him.

After all, he still had the energy he had sucked out of Woong just recently.

He should return the energy he had taken from their family to another family member.

“Huuu. Next time I will make sure I cut out that tongue of yours.”

Jong Risungrak replied before attempting a blow to Taesan’s thigh.

As he aimed his blow,  he was confident that he wouldn’t be able to avoid this.

Shhoom!

Jong Risungrak’s eyes widened so wide his eyes looked like it would pop.

He had definitely aimed to stab the thigh but his sword had slid past it.

Before he had the time to figure out what was going on, Taesan was standing right in front of him.

He had simply walked over but had reached him already.

A panic alarm rang in the back of Jong Risungrak’s mind.

He had been a member of the Jong clan even before the Cheonma incident. And his exposure to that incident had taught him how to identify similarly dangerous situations.

As he sensed the danger, his body moved instinctively from the years of training and experiences in battles.

Taesan twisted the arm holding his pointed sword.

Crack!

His muscles and joints screamed in pain but he wasn’t able to react to it.

His twisted arm directed the sword to the back of Taesan’t throat.

Thud!

At that moment Taesan’s elbow hit Jong Risungrak’s arm.

The sword he had pointed out suddenly pointed upward.

The blade of the sword passed over Taesan’s head.

Taesan swung his arm from below to above.

And his hand hit Jong Risungrak’s chin.

Thud!

Suddenly Jong Risungrak saw the blue sky and the whole world seemed to shake before turning black.

Thud!

Jong Risungrak’s head tilted and he hit the ground.

Taesan had moved past him and was standing one foot away.

All his movements had occurred in the blink of an eye.

Gyeongwan was able to observe the whole situation.

His line of vision was fixated on Taesan’s back.

All of Taesan’s movements he had just shown were imprinted in his mind like a beautiful painting. His movements had been swift and graceful.

It was so beautiful.

“Will I…also be able to move like that one day?”

Gyeongwan regained the focus in his eyes. And in them, a strong and pure look of determination filled them instead.

***

“If it wasn’t for me you would have had to cut this off. You know that right?”

The doctor showed off as much as he could while treating him.

Gyeongwan nodded.

“I will forever be indebted to you for this favor.”

There really was nobody who could treat a wound like his besides the doctor.

“Yes, yes. As long as you know. Don’t forget to repay me someday, okay?”

Then he realized the doctor was talking to Gyeongwan informally.

Before they had come to the Yeon residence he had spoken to him formally. But while treating him today, he had started to treat him informally.

It may mean that he was more comfortable with him, but in a way was also a way of telling him that he was of a higher status.

He was a savior who had saved his arm from being amputated.

The doctor brainwashed Gyeongwan by reminding him of his good deed every chance he had.

Gyeongwan directed his gaze away from the boastful doctor to Yoo who was following them behind.

Yoo looked on at the doctor with gratitude.

Then the doctor noticed that Yoo’s look of gratitude had faded off as compared to before.

“I guess I should stop here.”

If he were to boast any further it would undo his good deed. He could have boasted more to Gyeongwan but Yoo seemed to be at her limit.

‘I can always boast separately when I’m alone with Gyeongwan.’

It was always best to boast as much as possible when he could. As there were too many ungrateful people out there.

The doctor then moved his place next to the prince.

“Prince, do you know what kind of offer I’ve just declined to be here?”

Taesan didn’t reply. The doctor had not asked to hear an answer.

“He offered so much money…and they offered to invest in many rare herbs and medicines, told me to ask for anything I wanted with ten or more servants and ladies to keep me company at night.”

Taesan smirked.

Then waved his hand at the doctor.

“I’m not stopping you. Go.”

“What?”

“I said go. Go to the Jong clan.”

“What… don’t be so small-hearted. How can I possibly leave you behind? What I meant was that I am one with such great skills to be in high demand…all I wanted was you to be aware of this fact.”

“Be honest. I bet you were convinced to go right? Then you heard about what happened at the Jong household and changed your mind, right?

“Wow, what a thing to say! I swear I had no idea that the Jong clan were going bankrupt until just now.”

Taesan smirked.

“Ya ya, alright. Sure I bet.”

“I am speaking the truth! I am disappointed that you don’t believe me.”

The doctor leaped up and down, to which Taesan just smiled.

All of them were now on their way back to the Golden wall clan.