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Chapter 547

547fury. Of course you

Kugugoogung Palace......!

The students who were exiting through the secret passage flinched and looked back due to the unusual vibrations felt outside. Dust fell from the cave ceiling and settled on their heads and shoulders..

"Sat, the entrance to the passage......"

"It collapsed!"

"The teachers haven't all arrived yet.!"

A cry of astonishment erupted from the students at the back of the procession..

The entrance to the secret passage was collapsing. As the panicked students' movements were delayed, a loud voice calmed them down..

"Don't panic! The teachers themselves destroyed it to prevent the pursuers from catching on.!"

It was Geo Sang-woong. The area around his waist, which was wrapped in cloth, was drenched in blood, and even though Ansaeng looked pale, he raised his voice to keep his juniors from panicking..

"If we get out quickly, the teachers will be relieved. So don't hesitate and move quickly!"

Beside him, a blue dragon was moving along with him. Among the students, he was almost the last one to enter through the secret passage and took on the task of guarding the rear..

Everyone was seriously injured. Cuts so deep that bones were visible, traces of being poisoned and barely detoxified, etc. were left in a colorful pattern on the skin. There was no one who was not breathing hard..

Among them, Cheongryong Omang was among the most injured. A thick bloody smell emanated from their bodies as they crossed the line of fire several times..

Nevertheless, or rather, Cheongryonggomang behaved as usual..

"I can't believe the school trip ended like this. I wanted to see you dressed as a woman at the talent show, Wongang.."

"Am I crazy? Just leave that to Okmyeon Yeorang.."

"Senior Sangwoong didn’t say he was going to sing.?"

"I tried to pick one song just right. Unfortunately, it was canceled."

"......I couldn't even compete with Suzaku Hakkwan.."

"Well, we just have to meet again in the Emperor of Heaven.."

Dok Go-jun's brow furrowed at the sight of Cheongryonggomang chatting carefreely..

As the student council president, I couldn't understand or tolerate their flirting in such a serious situation. Dokgojun turned around and glared at Cheongryonggomang..

"you! In this situation, it's a joke......"

"Leave it alone"

It was Mok Hyeong-woo. Dok Go-jun, who was about to scold Cheongryong Omang, touched Dok Go-jun's shoulder and shook his head..

"Senior?"

"Look at their expressions. I think that thing is flirting?"

It was only after hearing those words that Dok Gojun was able to take a closer look at Cheongnyonggomang’s expression..

These weren't joke faces at all. Rather, he seemed anxious, anxious, and suppressed his feelings of resentment..

Mo Hyeong-woo smiled bitterly and said,.

"I saw it a lot on the battlefield. Pretending like nothing is wrong, making jokes to soothe my angry and anxious feelings.."

"that......"

"It's like a prayer for the people who are still fighting to come back safely, and if I just wait as usual, it seems like they'll come back as if nothing happened.."

"......"

Most of the students and instructors at the Blue Dragon Jujak Hall evacuated through a secret passage. In the canyon, only Baeksu-ryong and Namgungsu were left fighting against the blood religion..

Cheongnyonggomang must have been worried about his teacher more than anyone else. I even came face to face with the numerous wounds and exhausted appearance on Baek Soo-ryong’s body..

But they did not show any sign of anxiety..

'If we're anxious, other students will be more anxious..'

'The teacher will definitely come back safely.'

'There's no way that person can be defeated easily..'

Cheongnyonggomang desperately pretended to be calm and talked loudly..

As if to tell Mudu that it's okay now and not to worry..

"Huh. I wonder if they are disciples of Blue Dragon Credit Union... They even look like that.."

Noh Gunsang, who was walking with the support of his adjutant, smiled bitterly at the sight..

I was proud of the students, but at the same time, I felt sad that the young children seemed to be growing into adults so quickly..

"......lost so much."

At Kwak Cheol-woo’s words, Noh Gun-sang nodded heavily. But it didn't look that dark..

"Didn't you protect the children instead?."

Clearly, the Blue Dragon Museum lost a lot. Quite a few instructors suffered irreparable injuries or lost their eyesight on the battlefield..

But none of them were meaningless sacrifices. Here were the treasures that adults had protected with their lives..

"In the future, those children will also save and help others. Whether it's a war against a blood cult or a ruthless martial arts powerhouse... wouldn't that be enough?."

"......yes. I think so too."

The speed of the procession exiting the passage increased. Then, Cheongryong Omang's raindrops gradually subsided. As if they had done their part, they walked quietly behind the other students. Often saying nonsense.

"It's inconvenient. Should I cut it short?."

Yeomin roughly brushed back her hair, which was tangled with blood and sweat, feeling heavy and uncomfortable. His snow-white hair was occasionally tinged with red..

At that time, someone suddenly held out a hand..

"tie it with this."

It was a hair tie and a comb. It was slightly stained with blood, but Yeo-min was more surprised at the person who handed it to her than at that..

"Why do you have this??"

"......"

Without saying anything, Heon Won-gang held out the comb and hair tie once more, and Yeo-min held out her hand and accepted it without any hesitation..

"Maybe this......?"

When the quick-witted Yeomin asked, Heon Won-gang answered with an awkward expression..

"I wanted to give it to you when the mood was good.."

Jade hair braid and jade comb.

It was a gift that Heonwon-gang bought with all his pocket money to give to the women..

I kept it in my arms throughout the school trip, looking for an opportunity to hand it over, but it was ruined by the blood religion's attack..

In particular, the hair tie had lost its decoration, so it looked very shabby in Heon Won-gang's eyes..

"Still, it wasn't cut or ruined. Use it first and throw it away later. Better things later...."

"it's okay. This is enough."

"uh?"

As Heon Won-gang looked at him with a puzzled expression, Yeo-min combed his tangled hair neatly with a comb and tied it tightly with a hair tie..

The jade-colored hair tie with red spots like dots and the mysterious white hair matched strangely well..

"Why do you throw it away? If you wash it well, it will last for ten more years.."

"......"

At that moment, Heonwon-gang's sullen face distorted strangely, and he quickly turned around and looked up at the ceiling..

Yeomin asked with a puzzled expression..

"Senior Wongang. No way, cry?"

"Ooh, who cries? Ha, it's ridiculous that you act like a miser.."

Anyone could see that he was holding back tears, but Yeo-min just smiled and pretended not to notice..

Then Heonwon River muttered in a low voice that could barely be heard..

"I will keep the gift I gave you for the rest of my life... This is clear......"

"You lost a lot of blood and your mind goes back and forth, right? Who says they spend their whole life?"

Seeing the two people bickering, Geo Sang-woong clicked his tongue with an expression that made him look ugly..

"In the meantime, you're shaking with a damn sickness.."

"That's right."

"......"

While saying that, the three people chuckled. It was the first proper smile I had seen since entering the secret passage..

The long darkness of the secret passage ended, and light began to appear in the distance..

"It's outside......!"

The secret passage led to the ridge on the other side of the canyon..

As they came out of the exit, the morning sunlight came brightly, and the instructors of Jujak Hall who came out first greeted them..

"Mr. Gwanju. Are you okay??"

Sima Ying, who had come out first, approached Lu Jun-sang. As evidence of her desperate struggle, her entire body was covered in scars..

"As you can see, it's not very good. Where is the adjutant going??"

"Our adjutant went to the village below with the wounded. Are the students in the back the last??"

"All students at Cheongryong Academy."

"Thank goodness......"

Sima Ying, who was sighing in relief, hesitated for a moment and then asked..

"By any chance, my grandfather......"

"I think it would be better to listen to it from Teacher Baek rather than from me.."

"......yes. I will do that."

As if he had already guessed King Yan's death, Sima Ying only slightly stiffened his expression and did not say anything else..

There were sad moments of separation, but there were also miraculous moments of reunion..

"......Cheonah! Cheonah!"

Wei Ji-cheon, who had barely said anything while exiting the passage, widened his eyes, turned his head and ran somewhere..

"grandfather-!"

There, Wi Ji-yeol, carrying the body of King Yeom, was staggering down the mountain. It seemed like he came after seeing a crowd moving from afar..

Suddenly!

The boy who wielded a sword that was more terrifying than anyone else's on the battlefield cried while rubbing his cheek in his grandfather's arms..

"That cloth is there. At times like that, you're just a child.."

"You're alive. thank god......"

Seeing Wi Ji-cheon reunited with his grandfather, Cheongryong Omang was happy as if it were his own work and his eyes were red with tears..

"......Fate is truly cruel.."

Lu Jun-sang looked alternately at Wei Ji-cheon, who had reunited with his grandfather, and Sima Yong, who lost his grandfather overnight, with a bitter expression on his face..

"Grandfather......"

Sima Ying collected her grandfather's body brought by Wei Ji-yeol with a devastated expression. Fortunately, the expression on the face of King Yeom, who was sleeping soundly, looked peaceful. Sima Ying touched that pale cheek once..

At that moment, a single tear flowed from the eyes of Sima Ying, who only seemed like an iron-blooded woman..

However, Sima Ying quickly stopped crying and gave instructions to the instructors. Everyone at the Suzaku Academy was greatly shocked by King Yeom's death. Even if it was an asset, you had to be conscious to protect the safety of students..

"Everyone, stay alert! King Yeom doesn't want us to be shaken because of him......."

It was then.

Doo doo doo doo-

A group of people were seen climbing the mountain, raising a cloud of dust. The speed was unusual. There was no doubt that they were warriors performing a light attack..

"ready for battle!"

"students go inside!"

"The successors of the blood religion have already reached this point......."

The instructors shouted and formed a formation, and the students also gritted their teeth and drew their weapons..

Everyone knew that the successor to the Blood Cult was coming. Because I went out through a secret passage to avoid them..

But now that a new enemy has appeared, everyone has to prepare for the final fight, risking death..

But then, a flag was raised brightly at the head of the running group..

"......It's Murimmaeng.!"

"Not the enemy! It's an ally!"

"lived, lived......"

The moment we confirmed that the soldiers coming from under the mountain were our allies..

dump. dump. dump.

People who were relaxed sat down. Some even ended up lying down on the floor. The sky was in their sight.

After a long night, morning had finally arrived in the sky..

* * *

Blood dripped from the two swords hanging down..

The corpses of the blood cultists who had attacked so viciously formed a hill. Baek Soo-ryong and Namgung-su, with their backs to each other, were standing tall above them. There were no more living enemies.

"White Water Dragon."

Namgungsu spoke in a tired voice. Baek Soo-ryong didn't answer, but Nam Gung-su continued as if it didn't matter..

"The energy that I felt from afar just moments ago has disappeared. I thought it was a late generation of blood religion. Do you know anything??"

"......well"

"Enemies may have found traces of students who escaped through a secret passage.."

"......hmm"

"Are the internal injuries serious? If you need luck, I will protect you."

"......Then should I ask you a favor?."

At that moment, Namgungsu turned and glared at Baeksuryong..

"Of course you."

The white water dragon's eyes turned red and then returned to their original color repeatedly..

"It's not a white water dragon.."

Namgungsu took a step back and raised his thunderbolt and aimed it at Baeksuryong..