Became A Swordsmanship Genius From A Great Family

- Whoa! Good.

Darkness was watching the trailer for the next episode of the newly started drama in a semi-recumbent position. It looks pretty fun to see the blade swinging slightly.

“Are you having fun?”

- The beginning is pretty fresh, isn't it? The smell of the masterpiece is wafting.

“Hey! Are you a judge now?”

- If you've watched a drama like I do, you can't see the angle.

“You are pooping.”

Baek Woojin got up from the sofa, kicking his tongue.

-Where are you going? It's not time to practice yet.

“To strengthen friendship between brothers.”

- What kind of dog shit are you talking about?

“I know when I go.”

Baek Woojin walked out of the room, fed up. Darkness stuck behind Baek Woojin while complaining that the trailer wasn't over.

As Baek Woojin was about to walk towards the front door, he ran into a guest who was walking out of the garden with eight feet.

"uh? Inspector!”

Muyeong Gaek recognized him and approached him, waving his hand. He had a good complexion to the point that he had recovered both his stamina and energy, and looked like he had been ripped off.

“Where are you going?”

“Someone I know asked me to have a drink. I'm going to try to grease the belly a little bit after a long time."

The silent guest shuddered as if they were looking forward to meeting.

"Acquaintance? No one knows you, Hikira.”

-Yeah. Have you met any other thieves?

"a! I'm a social animal too! I know a few people!”

"who?"

“You wouldn’t even know if I told you.”

“Tell me anyway.”

Baek Woojin was curious as usual. Because the silent guest had been quiet for a while, I had a feeling that an accident was about to happen.

“It’s a guy called Kim Bum-soo, and you wouldn’t know it even if I said it.”

“Kim Bum-soo? Kim Bum-soo... .”

He murmured the name Kim Bum-soo and looked back at his memories, but he couldn't think of anyone in particular.

“Looks like a normal person.”

"no. He's an assassin."

- Good assassin. uh? assassin?

“An assassin?”

Baek Woojin opened his eyes. I never thought that the word assassin would suddenly pop up.

“I had a close relationship with my master and that friend’s master. Somehow, we also became friends over words. He's an assassin, but he's nice."

-Is the assassin good? The real brain structure is... .

“There can be no good assassins.”

“People don’t touch it. It must have been a while since I hadn't killed anyone there. You say you're chasing someone, but he got the concept strangely... .”

“Seeing that he is your friend, it seems that he is also out of the ordinary.”

“It’s far from ordinary than I am. And not just friends, just acquaintances.”

After thinking about it, Muyoung finally gave the answer that he was an acquaintance and laughed haphazardly.

“You don't really need to worry. I'm not going to buy anything, I'm just going to wear a drink and come."

"I get it. Do you have any money?”

“Inspector! If that's the case, I'm sorry! I don't know That's a no-go! Korea’s best righteous enemy, martial artist!”

Muyoung Gaek shouted his title and took his wallet out of his back pocket. It was an elegant looking leather wallet with a white sword painted on it.

- That wallet... .

“That wallet is Moon Ju-young.”

“Haha, I borrowed it. uh? come! Then I will go!”

The young man waved his hand and sprinted forward quickly.

“Hey, you bastard!”

Moon Joo-young was running from behind, screaming. Muyoung Gaek jumped over his wall using even footwork.

- Ha ha ha ha!

“It doesn’t change.”

Baek Woojin and Heukam burst into laughter as they watched Mu Young-gak and Moon Ju-young.

**

Baek Woojin erased his presence when he came out with the new sword Baekga. After he got everyone's attention, he changed his appearance by putting on an all-eared mask.

He moved to Seongnam, far away from Baekga, and went into a cafe in the basement. It was the same cafe where Jin-ah Yu used to run the Black Market branch.

“Are you coming now?”

“Are you a little late?”

The cafe was not empty. She was seated on either side of a man and woman, whom she would not have expected to be here.

- Why are these two here?Darkness looked at Baek Yeon-hwi, who was sitting upright, and Baek Eun-kyung, who was sitting on a chair, and let out an empty wind.

It was difficult to get together in one place, and I was surprised to find two people who were still known to be in Romania in this old cafe.

‘Because the time has come to get help from these two.’

Baek Woojin made eye contact with Baek Yeon-hwi and Baek Eun-kyung, pulled up a chair and sat down.

"I'm sorry. I met someone along the way.”

The two drank coffee in front of Baek Woojin's answer, saying yes.

“I know all these places.”

“It’s the old black market branch. I got help from someone who was the branch manager at the time.”

“So why did you call us? Even telling him to come in secretly from his father.”

Eunkyung Baek put down her coffee cup and asked. Her eyes and tone were very different from before. She was incredibly gentle, even if a person had changed.

“Are you ready to start?”

Baek Yeon-hui touched the coffee cup with a dazed expression on how much he expected the situation.

"right. It's time to start. Noona doesn't seem to know, so I'll explain it from the beginning. January 1 next year. The very day that I become the heir of the new sword and white family. The new sword and white will split in two.”

"Well… .”

"what?"

Baek Yeon-Hwi nodded her head as if she knew it, and Baek Eun-Kyung struck the table and got up.

“And the split will be over in a year.”

“Hey, what does that mean?”

“Because that day, when he receives the throne of the heir and asks his father to make his wish, he will make a wish that is completely different from the wish he had envisioned.”

“If it’s a completely different wish… .”

“After a year, I’m going to say let’s have a duel with the new sword and white song.”

Baek Woojin first released on January 1 what he would do and how he would do it.

- I expected it. That's how it goes too.

“Actually, there is no other way to usurp my father’s throne.”

“Hey, were you thinking like that? Since when!”

Unlike Baek Yeon-hwi, Baek Eun-kyung could not hide her surprise. With her eyes wide open, she looked at Baek Woojin.

“From the beginning.”

“So that’s why you risked your life to fight?”

Baek Eun-kyung put her tongue around her. Baek Woojin's driving force for growth was not simply to become stronger.

He achieved such tremendous growth with a clear goal of usurping the throne and a vicious poison in his heart.

“But are you confident that you can defeat your father in just one year? Will there still be a difference?”

“I have to do it without myself. After a year or more, this plan itself collapses.”

Baek Woojin shook his head. He knows his father better than anyone.

- Falling down?

‘If it gets longer, there’s a chance that my father will overshadow this wish.’

If he gives his father more than a year of time, he has the potential to negate this wish itself.

In order not to give such an opportunity, the option was only one year.

“Then what are we going to do?”

Baek Yeon-hui was completely trusting Baek Woojin, so he didn't ask any other questions. He only asked what he had to do.

“Brother and sister, bring the swordsmen of the Shingeombaek family.”

“You want me to bring you?”

“The new swords and whites appear to be one, but in reality they are divided into two. Prosecutors who want to follow my will, and prosecutors who cannot escape from their father’s fear.”

“Um, yes.”

Baek Eun-kyung nodded her head. Originally, it was a 0-10 situation, but thanks to Baek Woojin's many performances, it was followed up to about 4-6.

“I cannot move. Because my father's eyes are all over the place. But my brother and sister are a little out of touch with my father.”

“I know what you mean. You mean bring the neutral prosecutors to us?”

"right."

Baek Woojin nodded at Baek Eun-kyung's words. A king without people is worthless.

He needs to secure a lot of prosecutors who follow him, so that the remarks that day are worthwhile.

“Your brother enlists the swordsmen of the White House outside, and the older sister moves them from the inside.”

“I would definitely like to move like that. I get it."

Baek Yeon Hwi poured coffee and nodded his head.

“Looks like you’ve been thinking a lot on your own.”

“Because you can’t miss the only way.”

"great. I will do as you say. I have a debt that will never be enough to pay it off for the rest of my life.”

Eunkyung Baek sat down with her legs fixed and her eyes lit up. In her eyes, her admiration for Baek Woojin, boldness, and gratitude were mixed.

“Thank you both.”

“You don’t have to say goodbye like that.”

"okay. between brothers... .”

Baek Yeon-hwi and Baek Eun-kyung waved their hands in greeting Baek Woojin.

“Well, I was going to say brothers and sisters, but it’s so awkward.”

Baek Eun-kyung blushed her face. As she tried to say the word her brother with her own mouth, she was awkward and shy.

“I can’t help it. Because we've been living the wrong life all this time."

Baek Yeon-hwi let out a small sigh. Seeing him scratching his hair under his ear, he also seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

“From now on, you can live by doubling the things you haven’t been able to do before.”

Baek Woojin laughed leisurely. Everyone was embarrassed and awkward, but I was quite proud that the real conversation between brothers that I had longed for was starting.

“But what if we bring people together? I think it will be a little lacking. What if my father ignores everything and pays pato?”

"right. There is a possibility. So you have to prepare a secret weapon.”

Baek Woojin nodded his head. Baek Eun-kyung's concerns were justified. Even if they were all gathered together, there was a possibility that Baekcheonhwa would ignore them.

“Secret weapon?”

“I need someone to watch over my dad so he doesn't gossip. I'll call that person, so you two do what you say."

“Woo Jin-ah. Just because the sun rises doesn't mean it's always bright. You will do well, but you must always be careful and move.”

Baek Woojin smiled as he engraved Baek Yeon-hui's warm advice in his heart.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

**

On December 1, with just one month left until the selection of a successor, Baek Woojin headed to the eastern wall of the heirloom while wearing a mask of all kinds.

Under the wall, a deep-seated red hat was leaning against the wall.

“Have you waited long?”

Unlike the changed face, Baek Woojin stepped down in front of Jeok Yeon-hwa with her voice intact.

“Oh, that face… .”

“You said I’m going to change it.”

“Do you have that kind of ability?”

Jeok Yeon-hwa looked at Baek Woojin’s face with his eyes wide open like a rabbit.

“No, this is an item. Let’s go in.”

“Are you talking like your own house?”

“Because I didn’t do it for nothing. You can’t catch it.”

“Eww, I see.”

The enemy Yeon-hwa took her breath away and took Baek Woojin into the black door in the middle of the wall.

She continued to glance at Baek Woojin while going ahead.

“Isn’t it really late after you said you’d stop by?”

“I was a little busy. You know.”

“I know you have had several accidents.”

“I didn’t cause an accident, I solved the accident.”

“Anyway.”

Jeok Yeon-hwa smiled softly as she listened to Baek Woojin's answer.

‘It’s still the same.’

She's the best warrior to hear the monarch on the outside, but from what she's saying, she hasn't changed a bit from when they first met in the creeper mole dungeon. Somehow I laughed out loud.

“The Lord?”

“Wait for me.”

“Then wait a minute.”

Baek Woojin stopped walking and took off the mask of all-around ears. She gained a thousand members, learned the aura of Lhasa Doom, and the blooming Mian was revealed with a bright light.

“Ugh… .”

Enemy Yeonhwa forgot her words for a moment because of her outstanding looks that attracted her attention while exuding a subtle atmosphere. His appearance seemed as advanced as his helplessness.

"what are you doing? Aren't you going?"

“Ehh… .”

Enemy Yeonhwa turned her head away with her annoyed expression on her face. She walked in front of her, hiding her slightly red face.

“Come quickly!”

Baek Woojin was fed up as he looked at Yeonhwa Jeok's annoyed back. He followed her into her central mansion, which soared into her circle.

- Is it very different from your Gajujeon?

'Yeah.'

Baek Woojin nodded his head. The Jeokga's Gajujeon was completely different from the Baekga's. It was not spacious, and the still cold air did not flow.

It was cozy, and it was a place that seemed to have burned people. There were pictures of Jeok Yeon-hwa and Jeok Kyung-hoon all over the place. It was like looking at an ordinary family head's room.

“It’s been a long time.”

The man who was looking out the window on the right wall turned around.

"Well… .”

big stature. As if a huge energy had been compressed into a single human body, a tight wave flowed.

It felt like seeing a solid pylon with no gaps in sight.

The author was the Kwon Hwang Deok Wi-jin of Gaju. Since we met at Daeyeonmun, I can feel that he has grown up beyond expectations.

- Not as much as your father, but that man has grown up too. He became stronger and stronger.

‘I’m not a rival for nothing.’

Just like my father grew up, it seems that the declination team has moved up one step further. It wasn't something he had been fighting for his entire life.

“Baek Woojin of the new sword and white family will see the sky of the powerful family.”

“It’s not even a first meeting, so please stop saying such unfamiliar greetings.”

Baek Woojin bowed his head in a polite manner. Deck Jin smirked and waved his hand.“So what's going on? You didn't come here to ask for my daughter, did you?"

“Oh, Dad!”

The enemy Yeon-hwa ran towards the enemy Wi-jin, dyeing her face red.

“Kah ha ha! It’s a joke.”

"profit! really!"

“At a time like this, when will I be able to hug my grown-up daughter again?”

The Red Guard grabbed the running Jeok Yeon-hwa tightly and let it go.

- Contrary to how you feel, you have a light personality. Was it possible to be strong because of such a personality?

'You said it before. That man is just a fool of his daughter.’

Baek Woojin smiled pleasantly as he saw her daughter and daughter.

Jeok Wi-Jin is the head of the Korean four-generation guild, a powerful enemy, and a world-renowned authority, but he did not hide his love for his family and guild.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was the opposite of Baekcheonhwa.

“I’m sorry, but that’s not the case.”

“Do you like it more? So what's going on? speak fast I’m in a good mood right now, so I can listen to anything.”

Deok Wei-jin stroked Jeok Yeon-hwa's head and smiled. Conversely, the enemy Yeonhwa was shaking her body with her head bowed.

“Did you know that there is an event in our family on January 1st?”

“It’s a godsend.”

“Not that, in our family… .”

“Fufu, that’s a joke. Isn't it the day you become the heir of the Hundred Family?"

Enemy Woojin chuckled and shrugged her shoulders.

"Yes. I hope that the Lord will come to our family that day.”

"what?"

"uh? What, what?”

Jeok Yeon-hwa and Jeok Wi-jin looked at Baek Woojin with blank faces, as if they had never expected it.

“It’s different from that day, am I right?”

“You are right.”

“You couldn’t have known that I had an antagonism to your father, right?”

“Of course I do. But the relationship with me is not bad.”

Baek Woojin responded calmly as he expected this kind of reaction

“Not bad. Because you saved my children. But I know that the debt has now been paid off.”

"That's right. I also got help from Kwon Hwang-nim and Kwon Ryong-senpai, so our debts disappeared. So this time I came to ask you a favor.”

“Looks like you have something.”

"That's right."

Baek Woojin nodded his head without hesitation.

-Why do you want to take that armball?

‘Because it’s my father’s nemesis.’

-Huh?

'My father is a person who cares about substance rather than pride. However, if such a person is in front of an enemy who has fought his whole life, he will have no choice but to take care of his pride.’

Baek Woojin smiled as he saw the enemy Wijin scratching his chin. That person was absolutely necessary to keep Baek Cheon-hwa from breaking his own words.

“Have you ever heard of such a thing? It is said that a tiger is called to drive out the wolf. What if I don’t keep that promise and hit 100 songs?”

“Hwang Kwon was willing to fight the Daeyeonmun in order to pay off the debt he owed me. He can't help but trust such a person. Besides, I'm not soft enough to be attacked by the tiger I summoned."

“Ah ha ha ha ha!”

The Red Guards went crazy. He couldn't stop laughing as he slammed down the table to see how happy he was.

"very good. Do you like it."

Red Widow Jin smiled and got up from his seat. He left the room first and turned around.

“Follow me. If you pass my exam, I will grant you your request.”

**

Baek Woojin followed the Red Guard and stood on his personal dance ground.

In the wide dance hall, there were Baek Woojin, Deok Wei-jin, and three Jeok Yeon-hwa who had fallen to the side.

“I mean. A person who prefers fists rather than words. That’s how I learned and that’s how I grew up.”

"I know."

Baek Woojin nodded his head. I knew what kind of person he was, because the person I liked the most out of the three Absolutes was the Deck-Jin.

“I can roughly predict what you are going to do, but it is of no use if you do not have the ability to withstand the energy of the Baekcheonhwa.”

“I know that too.”

“Then the story will be quick.”

The Red Guard took three steps back. At that moment, a terrifying spirit that would crush the world rose from his whole body.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The sand that covered the entire theater soared and shook the earth's axis, and the sky fell as if it were about to collapse.

As if gravity had broken, a huge wave that was hard to lift even a single finger spread out to the son-in-law.

“I heard that you have entered the realm of the Absolute. If you're really in the same position as me, I'll grant you that request."

The declination Jin unpacked his back and raised his fists. There was not even a concession from the player as if he was dealing with an opponent of his class.

“Show me your sword.”

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