Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation
Chapter 447 : Chapter 447
Vol 2 Chapter 87. Fortunately, It Seems We’re Not Completely Late (2)
The road to Shandong.
If Patrick were moving alone, it might have been better to travel quickly on Storm Spear.
But Patrick did not do so.
Storm Spear’s mobility had to be utilized at crucial moments.
Besides, this was a matter for the Twin Dragon Squad, the armed force of the Murim Alliance.
It would be convenient for Patrick to ditch the kids, go alone, and solve everything by beating everyone up, but….
‘I shouldn’t do that.’
Patrick led everyone on a diligent ride to Shandong.
Fortunately, according to the information provided by the Beggar’s Gang, it seemed they would arrive in time even by horse.
***
On the road to the Jaegal Clan in Shandong.
Since they had to move in a hurry, there was no time to stop at an inn.
They mainly had to camp on the road.
It was a stroke of luck that they happened to find an inn in the mountains.
“Captain. The sun has set, so I think we should rest here before continuing.”
“What? Don’t be ridiculous. Resting just because the sun has set? You guys have no grit. Back in my day….”
“The horses can’t take it.”
At Namgung Jin’s words, Patrick, who was about to launch into a lengthy speech, pouted.
“Tsk, even horses had more grit back in the day.”
“……”
What kind of chaotic world was this ‘back in the day’ that this man spoke of?
“It can’t be helped. We’ll rest here today and leave early tomorrow morning.”
“Yes. Understood.”
Thus, Namgung Jin achieved the splendid feat of securing a night’s rest from Patrick.
“We’re saved.”
“Ah, I want to wash up.”
“Food, let’s just eat something, anything.”
The members sighed in relief and entered the inn.
“Welcome. We have food and lodging, anything you need. Ah! You can leave the horses to me.”
For an inn on a mountain road, it was surprisingly spacious.
It probably catered to merchants or escort agencies that traveled the mountain paths.
“Give the horses plenty of water and feed and let them rest well. And do you have rooms for our entire party?”
“All together, you are twenty… three. Yes. It’s certainly possible.”
“Then please do so.”
Namgung Jin skillfully tossed a silver coin to the waiter, and the group went inside.
They ordered a simple meal and sat down.
As if it were natural, Elione and Isabella took their seats next to Patrick.
“How is it? Does the food here suit your taste?”
“The food is fine. It’s just that the utensils are uncomfortable to use.”
It was Isabella’s first time using chopsticks, but she had a good sense for it and was using them, albeit clumsily.
Watching Isabella, the others thought.
‘How did such a beauty end up married to the Bong-gong of all people?’
‘The world is so unfair.’
‘Did he really save a country or something?’
A cold expression, as if a layer of ice covered her face.
Another peerless beauty with a different charm from Elione.
Her appearance made the others sigh involuntarily.
The only difference was that she seemed to be keeping her distance from them.
Unlike Elione, who always smiled and acted affably, Isabella had barely even glanced at the others after introducing herself at the beginning.
As she seemed to be keeping her distance, the other disciples and squad members found it difficult to approach her carelessly.
However….
“Excuse me, Lady.”
“Hmm? Yes?”
“No, not you, Lady Elione. The one who just arrived.”
There are always friendly people everywhere.
Yun-a, the youngest disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect and treated as the youngest within the Twin Dragon Squad, cautiously approached.
She went up to Isabella and said.
“Hello. My name is Yun-a.”
“Isabella Black Schneider.”
“Uh…. Then what should I call you?”
“Lady Isabella should be fine. I call her Lady Elione too, don’t I?”
“Ah, I understand.”
As Elione chimed in from the side, Yun-a smiled brightly.
She then sat next to Isabella and spoke with a pretty smile.
“You said you came to the Central Plains recently, right? You must be tired from such a long journey, but like this….”
Chirp chirp, chatter chatter.
Yun-a took the initiative to approach Isabella and try to close the emotional distance between them.
Usually, when a cute and bright-natured child like Yun-a approaches in this manner, the atmosphere tends to lighten up.
However….
“……”
Isabella was listening to Yun-a’s words as if she had no interest at all.
As she didn't reply at all and it became a one-sided conversation, Yun-a became a little flustered.
“Come on, please answer. Anyone would think you dislike me, Lady.”
As Yun-a spoke with such charm, Isabella gave her the answer she wanted.
“You’re right.”
“Yes. Conversation is about… pardon?”
“I don’t like you.”
“Uh….”
Yun-a.
Age 16.
It was the first day she had ever heard someone tell her to her face that they didn't like her.
Yun-a was flustered, and next to her, Patrick was tilting his wine glass with an expression that said, ‘I didn’t hear anything.’
And to the flustered Yun-a, Isabella said.
“Is there anything else you want to say?”
“That’s, uh….”
“If not, you may go. You are disturbing my meal.”
“…Yes.”
At Isabella’s order to leave, Yun-a returned, crestfallen like a puppy caught in the rain.
After Yun-a, whose friendliness was at a divine level, was shot down like this, the others couldn't even dream of approaching Isabella.
As the atmosphere in the inn instantly became uncomfortable, Patrick sighed and said.
“I’m going up to get some rest.”
Then, as if it were natural, Elione and Isabella also followed him up.
When the three disappeared to the upstairs room, the others let out sighs of relief.
“Wow…. The new lady has quite a personality.”
“That’s rude, Muwon.”
Mun Yul chided his junior brother, Muwon.
Muwon flinched and said.
“Well, it’s not like I said something that isn’t true, is it? Yun-a was just trying to be friendly, was there really a need to be so curt?”
At Muwon’s words, Mun Yul sighed with a bitter expression and said.
“That’s if you only think from our perspective. But try to think from her perspective.”
“Her perspective?”
“That is….”
Mun Yul was about to speak, but he hesitated and closed his mouth.
If it were just the disciples of the Twin Dragon Sect, it would be one thing, but the Twin Dragon Squad members were also here.
It wasn't right to talk about the trivial internal affairs of the sect without permission.
In the end, Mun Yul sighed and said.
“Think about it for yourself.”
“You know full well I can’t do things like that….”
“Even if you can’t, do it! You bastard! If you don’t want to get beaten.”
Mun Yul had become an excellent disciple of the Twin Dragon Sect.
***
Patrick entered his room.
And next to Patrick was Isabella.
Originally, Elione was going to come with them, but Isabella asked for her understanding and sent her out.
Once the two were alone, Patrick spoke first.
“Look, Isabella.”
“What is it?”
To her calm reply, Patrick wore a troubled expression.
Although Patrick believed that most of the world’s problems could be solved by beating them up….
‘Unfortunately, this doesn’t fall into that ‘most’ category.’
He understood why Isabella was angry.
He also knew that he was the cause of it.
But since she couldn’t get angry at her husband, she must be venting that anger on the other culprits, the disciples of the Twin Dragon Sect.
Normally, she wasn't the type to be so childishly jealous.
But….
‘Right. It’s my fault. My fault.’
So if anyone was to mediate, it had to be him.
Having made up his mind, Patrick opened his mouth to talk.
“You know?”
“Say it.”
“There’s no need to be so hostile with the kids, is there? I mean, I understand your complaints, but….”
“……”
“Please. Look at them a little more favorably. Strictly speaking, it’s not like they did anything wrong, is it?”
At Patrick’s words, which seemed to say she should blame him instead, Isabella spoke with a calm expression.
“Is that all you have to say?”
“Well, for now?”
“Then, it’s my turn.”
Isabella said this and stood up from her seat.
And next….
SLIDE.
Huh?
A sound that seemed familiar was heard.
And what was revealed before Patrick’s eyes was….
“……”
Wow, this is sudden, but….
Really, whose wife could she be….
‘Ah, she’s my wife.’
To the momentarily entranced Patrick, Isabella, who had taken off her outer robe, slowly approached.
Her beauty, even just in her approaching steps, made Patrick’s heart flutter.
He really had married such an unrealistically beautiful woman.
Patrick couldn't believe it.
And Isabella, who had approached Patrick, wrapped her soft arms around his neck and said.
“Save your useless thoughts for later.”
“No, it’s not useless….”
“Shh.”
Isabella covered Patrick’s mouth, then spoke into his ear.
“Just focus only on me right now.”
So, was she saying to leave the emotional issues between Isabella and the others for now and just have a good time with his breathtakingly beautiful wife?
Is that what she was saying?
Was she telling him to do that?
To him, the Radiant Dragon Great Master and the Double Dragon.
“Alright.”
A man should always listen to his wife.
***
Shandong Province.
It was hard to call it the center of Jianghu, but it was also a bit off to call it the frontier.
If one had to say, maybe the rear?
It wasn't a fierce battleground, nor a place where power struggles were intense, but it also wasn't the center, so the expression ‘rear’ was probably the closest.
And as smart people tend to find comfortable spots, the Jaegal Clan had settled in this land long ago.
Having established themselves as the hegemon of Shandong Province, the Jaegal Clan meticulously managed their territory, and they became the unshakable hegemon of Shandong Province.
However, there were those who had chased after the Jaegal Clan and established themselves as the long-standing number two in Shandong.
That was the Hwangbo Clan.
This family, which had established itself with a single fist and boasted a fist art that was among the top ten in the world, had power comparable to the Five Great Families in its heyday.
But simply because they were located in Shandong Province, they had to live under the shadow of the Jaegal Clan.
And at the same time, even in their heyday, their reputation had to be satisfied with being the family just below the Five Great Families.
To the Hwangbo Clan, which knew this humiliating history, the Jaegal Clan was a wall that had to be overcome.
The one who had grown up shouldering the aspirations of such a family was the Hwangbo Wicheon of the past.
Born with outstanding natural qualities, he grew up receiving the family’s affection and developed an arrogant and insolent personality.
A martial artist whose character is not supported is no different from a weapon.
He killed hundreds of commoners in the marketplace for the reason that they had offended him, and because of that, he brought an indelible shame upon the Hwangbo Clan.
The Hwangbo Clan crippled his martial arts and expelled him from the family.
They had merely refrained from killing him out of familial affection.
They had inflicted the maximum punishment they could.
Thus, the person known as Hwangbo Wicheon had come to an end.
Or so everyone thought.
But….
“You probably didn't expect things to turn out like this. Did you, younger brother?”
This was the underground prison of the Hwangbo Clan.
It was a place where criminals who had committed grave sins were imprisoned.
And there, a man, beaten to a pulp, was restrained to the wall with iron chains, unable to even lie down.
The restrained person was Hwangbo Yeoryang, the head of the Hwangbo Clan.
Although the Beggar’s Gang’s information said he was dead, he was not yet dead.
However, thick iron skewers pierced his body’s tendons and meridians, and his four limbs were meticulously restrained with iron chains.
And the man grinning in front of him was none other than Hwangbo Wicheon, the one who had caused this incident.
He, who had been excommunicated as the shame of the Hwangbo Clan, had now taken over the Hwangbo Clan like this.
Looking at his restrained younger brother, he spoke as if deeply moved.
“It has been a long time. It was a time that made me feel the phrase ‘enduring hardship for revenge’ to my very bones.”
“……”
“Even as I lived a wretched life day after day, abandoned by my family and with my martial arts crippled, the one reason I did not end my own life was this. Do you know what it is?”
“……”
“It seems you have forgotten. That I….”
Hwangbo Wicheon placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder.
Then….
CRUNCH!
“Kuuuugh!”
Hwangbo Wicheon crushed Hwangbo Yeoryang’s shoulder bone in his grasp.
Looking at his pained brother, Hwangbo Wicheon said.
“Do you remember now? This older brother of yours greatly dislikes being ignored. You haven't forgotten, have you?”
“Kuuugh….”
“Where was I? Ah, right. Why I myself….”
“Just one thing… let me ask.”
Hwangbo Yeoryang forced his mouth open.
At that, Hwangbo Wicheon laughed heartily and said.
“If my dear younger brother is curious about something, I must tell him. Yes, what are you curious about.”
“How did you… recover your body? And… what do you intend to do with that power….”
“I was just about to tell you that.”
“I am not curious about such things at all.”
“Tsk, then what are you curious about?”
Hwangbo Yeoryang glared at the man who was once his brother and said.
“What happened to the other members of the family?”
“Ah ah. So that was what you were curious about.”
Hwangbo Wicheon smirked and said.
“Don’t worry. Now that I have become the clan head, there is no way I would harm those who submit to me, is there?”
“……”
“However, the ones who do not recognize me as the clan head are a bit of a problem.”
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