Chapter 453 : Chapter 453

Vol 2 Chapter 93. Wow, So This is Historical Beautification (1)

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Persona ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍left immediately, and Patrick went outside alone.

Then, ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Mun Yul was the first to approach and speak.

“Bong-gong, ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍I have something to report. But….”

“But?”

“Where ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍is Senior Sister?”

Mun Yul looked around, searching for Persona.

It seemed he was curious as to why she, who was always by Patrick’s side, was nowhere to be seen.

‘Persistent bastard.’

Patrick let out a sigh and said.

“She had some business to attend to, so I sent her somewhere for a while.”

“What?!”

Mun Yul jumped in surprise.

Then, as if his liver had swollen to the size of a pumpkin, he began to shout at Patrick.

“No, how could you send Senior Sister off alone?”

“Huh? What? Why?”

“Senior Sister is so delicate… well, not really.”

“She’s not delicate.”

“Still, if a woman travels Murim alone, something might happen… though it probably won’t….”

“It definitely won’t.”

“…Anyway, you shouldn’t do that.”

“……”

Patrick looked silently at Mun Yul without replying.

At that, Mun Yul avoided his gaze, looking at a distant, irrelevant mountain.

Then Patrick spoke bluntly.

“Even you think that doesn't make much sense, don’t you?”

“……”

Mun Yul’s face turned red as an apple.

‘Tsk tsk, love is the problem. It’s the problem.’

Patrick let out a sigh and said.

“You said you had something to report? Just tell me that.”

“Yes. It is a report from Miss Dang. She says there is a Gu Poison in the heads of the captured Hwangbo Clan elders.”

“Gu Poison? Ahh… so that’s why?”

He could finally understand the blind loyalty the Hwangbo Clan elders had shown to Hwangbo Wicheon.

‘It was Gu Poison. Then it makes sense.’

Thinking about it, it was strange for them to show such loyalty to someone who had pushed out the previous family head, who had held the position for a long time, and taken the spot by force.

“Can it be cured?”

“According to Miss Dang….”

“Dang-mae.”

From behind Mun Yul who was reporting, Dang Nanok appeared with her lips pouted.

And she spoke to Mun Yul.

“You promised you would call me Dang-mae, didn’t you?”

“No, I did not promise. I was forced to by Bong-gong’s command….”

Mun Yul desperately made excuses.

But his opponent was too much for him.

“Ah, so you were just using me for a moment out of necessity?”

“Bong-gong!”

At Patrick’s single remark, Mun Yul roared.

Then, from the side, Dang Nanok wiped her tearless eyes with her sleeve and said.

“Sob sob. That’s so mean. To think you played with a young maiden’s pure heart like that.”

“Wow, he may be the great disciple of our sect, but he’s trash.”

“Sob sob. Father.”

“There, there. My dear girl. You must understand. This boy is still very lacking.”

What is this?

These people are perfectly in sync….

“That’s not what’s important right now, is it?! And we’re not even married, so what’s with this daughter-in-law and father-in-law role-play?!”

To the roaring Mun Yul, Patrick and Dang Nanok clicked their tongues and said.

“What a waste. We could have sealed the deal right here.”

“He was almost convinced.”

At that, Mun Yul shouted in anger.

“Receive the report directly from Miss Dang.”

And Mun Yul left, fuming.

Once the two were alone, Patrick spoke to Dang Nanok.

“Are you really okay with someone like that?”

“At least he’s a hundred times better than the marriage candidates my family is presenting me with right now.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. His martial arts are strong, he’s not a bad person, and he has a cute side too.”

“He’s cute?”

Dang Nanok made a very small gap with her index finger and thumb and said.

“Just this much.”

Alright.

It’s a relief that he’s at least that much cute.

“Well, do what you think is best. You and Moyong Hye seem quite serious, so I’ll cheer for you.”

“Huh? There’s a girl who’s much more desperate than us, you know?”

“Really?”

“Yes. She’s…. Ah, I should take care of the important things first.”

Dang Nanok corrected her posture and reported to Patrick.

“Squad Leader. Gu Poison has been discovered in the heads of the Hwangbo Clan’s high-ranking executives and elders.”

“I heard about that. So? Is a cure possible?”

At that, Dang Nanok showed a troubled expression and said.

“With my abilities, it’s absolutely impossible….”

* * *

According to Dang Nanok’s explanation, the Gu Poison currently residing in the heads of the Hwangbo Clan elders was a type of Gu that had never been known before.

It was likely created by Dang Gyegwang himself, and how to cure it was probably something only he would know.

“Fortunately, since the Squad Leader captured Dang Gyegwang….”

“Ah, sorry, he’s dead.”

“What?”

“During the interrogation, he just….”

When Persona expelled the remnants of the Blood Demon from their bodies, the two rapidly lost their vitality, withered, and died.

“Th… then what about Hwangbo Wicheon? As the one who subjugated the Gu Poison, he might have some clues.”

“He’s dead too.”

“I’m going to lose my mind. For real.”

Ah, she really is of the Tang Clan bloodline.

It is said that in Murim, when it comes to temper, it's the Hebei Peng Clan, but when it comes to venomous spirit, it's the Sichuan Tang Clan.

The daughters of the Sichuan Tang Clan were particularly known for their beauty, and there were more than a few young men who were entranced by these beauties and recklessly approached them, only to have their lives ruined.

“Then what should we do? If it’s a Gu Poison that doesn’t get dispelled even when the subject dies, I have no answer with my abilities.”

“Well, I don’t know.”

Usually, in times like this, Patrick relied on Persona.

Her abilities, having ascended to divinity and in the process of reclaiming her magic, were versatile in many ways.

But that Persona was not here now.

“What to do?”

At that moment, a familiar voice reached Patrick’s ears.

“What’s going on?”

“Isabella?”

There stood Patrick’s wife, Isabella.

She approached Patrick and said.

“Is something troubling you?”

Wait, now that I think about it, Isabella was a Magic Swordsman who had undergone formal training at the Tower of Truth.

If so, wouldn’t there be some useful knowledge among what she learned there?

“The thing is.”

Patrick briefly explained the situation to her.

Then….

“So, you’re saying you can’t do anything because there’s a mind-controlling bug in their heads, is that it?”

“That’s right. By any chance, is there anything useful among the miscellaneous knowledge you learned at the Tower of Truth?”

If the sages of the Tower of Truth had heard him, they would have been in an uproar, shouting, ‘Miscellaneous knowledge?!’

But Isabella….

“How would I know?”

“Huh?”

“I was trained as a Magic Swordsman, not a mage, right? I don’t know anything besides how to handle a Soul Weapon.”

“No, that… what was his name? Wore glasses, obsessed with logic, self-destructed in Arcana… Roman? Leman?”

“Riman Ciera?”

“Ah, right. He knew all sorts of strange knowledge, didn’t he?”

“That’s because he was peculiar.”

Riman Ciera was both a Magic Swordsman and a researcher.

He was an eccentric whose knowledge alone was enough to hold discussions with other mages.

It was unfair to demand the same from other Magic Swordsmen.

“Then is there nothing that can be done? Hmmm… should I call Sona back?”

“It’s fine. I’ll handle it.”

At Isabella’s words, Patrick’s eyes widened and he said.

“You can handle it?”

“It’s worth a try, nothing to lose.”

“How?”

“I’ll show you directly.”

And so.

Patrick and Isabella arrived in front of the elders of the Hwangbo Clan, who were tightly bound and restrained.

“Mmmph! Mmph!”

The elder before them, with his demonic acupoints sealed and movement difficult, was showing fierce resistance.

If he hadn’t been gagged, curses and profanities would have been spewing from his mouth nonstop.

Isabella stood before such an elder of the Hwangbo Clan.

And then….

“Gaus.”

As she chanted the activation word, blue lightning flowed from the bracelet she was wearing.

“Wow. My wife is a full-fledged Magic Swordsman now.”

Feeling the inadequacy of her own strength, she had dedicated herself to the Tower of Truth and had consistently striven as a Magic Swordsman.

Although she didn't play a major role in the war against the Heavenly Demon due to a lack of time, she never stopped her efforts.

And now, she had become a fine Magic Swordsman who could handle two Soul Weapons and whose personal realm had reached the 6-star level.

Seeing her like this, Patrick felt proud.

When he first saw her at the Academy long ago, she was just….

“Ligh… lightning qi? My lady, you handle lightning?”

Ah, just as a man was about to get sentimental….

At Dang Nanok’s words from the side, Patrick said bluntly.

“Yeah. A person can handle some lightning qi. What’s so surprising about that?”

“Isn’t lightning qi an energy that deviates from the Five Elements, making it extremely difficult for a human to handle?”

“It’s difficult, not impossible, right?”

“That may be so, but….”

If one searched through Murim, there were indeed those who could handle lightning qi.

But it was extremely rare because it was difficult to control.

However, one thing was certain: those who could handle the tricky lightning qi were all masters worthy of being called the best in Murim.

‘I knew Lady Elione was strong. But this lady is no pushover either.’

Watching the faintly admiring Dang Nanok, Patrick thought to himself.

‘One of my wives has a Heavenly Martial Body, too. I wonder if she’d be very surprised to know?’

Anyway, Isabella slowly brought her hand, imbued with lightning qi, over the head of the Hwangbo Clan elder.

“The important thing is to remove the bug inside the head, is that correct?”

“Yes. That is correct.”

“I see.”

“My lady… wait, surely not!”

An ominous thought flashed through Dang Nanok’s mind.

The moment she hastily tried to stop her….

“Impact.”

CRACKLE!

Blue lightning discharged from Isabella’s hand.

Simultaneously, the body of the Hwangbo Clan elder twitched like a harpooned fish.

“Wh… what is the meaning of this!”

Dang Nanok roared.

At that, Isabella said nonchalantly.

“I burned the bug inside the head with electricity. That should do it, right?”

Should it do it?

How can she say that?

Sure, the bug would be gone.

But….

“What if you burn the person’s brain along with it?”

Dang Nanok roared.

“These people are merely brainwashed humans. They are figures who must be cured in order to normalize the Hwangbo Clan.”

“Look here, Young Lady….”

“An innocent person has died because of your arrogance. How will you take responsibility for this….”

“Listen to me.”

“Listen to what? You….”

It was then.

“Ugh… uuuugh….”

The fallen elder of the Hwangbo Clan regained consciousness.

He was alive.

And most importantly, the blind madness in his eyes had vanished, and clarity had returned.

When Patrick removed his gag….

“Hey. Are you conscious? Do you know who you are? How many fingers is this?”

He first checked his condition in various ways.

At that, the man….

“Who are you? And where is this place?”

He answered coherently.

The Gu Poison's brainwashing had been broken.

Dang Nanok’s jaw dropped at the sight.

Could it be that she used the extremely difficult-to-control energy known as lightning qi to burn only the Gu Poison inside without touching the human brain?

Is such a thing really possible?

‘How could it be possible unless one’s martial arts realm has reached the heavens?’

You can just use a Soul Weapon.

‘It was a divine feat impossible for a human.’

I said you can just use a Soul Weapon.

‘This lady is a master on par with, no, even greater than Lady Elione.’

No, a Soul Weapon….

Anyway, the misunderstanding was cleared up.

‘Wait, did I just raise my voice and yell at such a supreme master?’

Although another misunderstanding had arisen.

Dang Nanok carefully opened her mouth towards Isabella, who was gazing at her steadily.

“Um, my lady.”

“What?”

“What kind of cosmetics do you use?”

“……”

“Your skin is so lovely. Like white jade, no, it seems even whiter than white jade. How can you be so flawless without a single blemish?”

The endless flattery began.

Though it was a little late.