Black and White Untitled

Episode 1.
Preface

“Is it over now… … .”

Even a zombie dies when its head is cut off. How much more so for a human being.

thud!

The wind and thunder axe fell to the ground as it slipped out of his blood-covered hand. The axe, which he usually swung lightly like a whip, felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Yeon Ho-jeong looked down at his hands.

The hands, wrapped tightly in iron chains, were completely crushed. It was a wonder how he could have held and swung an axe the size of a person’s body with such hands.

Chiriring!

The broken chain fell down.

“I knew this would happen.”

I forgot the pain in the bitterness. With these hands, I couldn’t even hold chopsticks, let alone an axe.

But isn’t that enough since he traded his head for the leader of the most evil of the three religions? Of course, both he and the guy ended up in a situation where they couldn’t eat or drink.

“Is he dead?”

Yeonhojeong turned his head.

An old man appeared, leaning against a small rock. It was Murong Jun, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance and the leader of the political faction at the time.

“Can’t you see that my neck is gone?”

“I can’t see it.”

Yeonhojeong frowned. Upon closer inspection, Murong Jun’s eyes were extremely cloudy. He had lost his eyesight due to excessive internal energy consumption and severe internal injuries.

He walked towards the Moyong Army and then collapsed.

“It’s all over.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

Yeah, you’ve had a hard time.

The righteous and the evil joined hands to destroy the Sagam sect. The Sagam sect’s behavior was so vicious that it even extinguished the deep-rooted hatred and distrust between the two groups that had been enemies for hundreds of years.

That viciousness and the unprecedented relationship will end today.

And his own life too.

“Are you okay?”

“… … Well, okay.”

“Well, he’s the first giant in history to be called the Great Master of the Black Path, so he should be able to do that.”

That’s about it… … .

Yeonho Jeong did not tell that the last blow of the Sageum Sect leader had cut off his own heartbeat.

I’m somehow surviving with only a little bit of internal energy, but I also know that I’ll die soon.

“What a wonder. Why are you praising me?”

“I was just telling the truth. If it weren’t for you, we could have destroyed the Black Sword Federation ten years ago.”

“If that were the case, you would have been killed before today came.”

“That’s right. They say a blessing in disguise can turn into a blessing in disguise, but who would have thought that you would benefit from it?”

Yeonhojeong smiled wryly.

Mo Yong-gun, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

“Why did you make that choice?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You weren’t originally from Heukdo, were you? If you had come to us, you would have been renowned as a world-class master. Why did you go over to Heukdo and become their leader?”

“Why are you bringing that up?”

“Before I die, I want to satisfy my curiosity.”

The voice of the recruiter sounded somehow hollow.

Yeonhojeong, who had been looking down at him blankly, sighed.

“How long can you hold out?”

“I can’t stand half an angle.”

Fuck.

Normally, I would have been able to see through other people’s physical condition right away. But now that my heartbeat has stopped and my true energy has weakened, my sense of energy has become dull.

‘Is this guy finished too?’

This is somehow bitter.

“There is no will?”

“The life I have lived is my will.”

“As befitting the leader of the martial arts world.”

“So what’s the answer?”

“It just so happened.”

Of course there was a reason. But I didn’t want to ramble about the past in front of someone who was about to die.

The recruit smiled.

The smile of the blind person made the viewer feel an inexplicable sadness.

“That’s so like you.”

“I will see you through the final journey.”

“Thank you.”

It certainly seemed that people changed when they were about to die. Me too, and this gentleman too.

“and.”

“hmm?”

“I’m sorry.”

“What are you talking about?”

“… … .”

“That’s so refreshing… … .”

Sigh.

Strength entered Yeonhojeong’s eyes.

“Kuweeek!”

Yeonhojeong vomited blood. A foul smell rose from the blood he vomited.

He looked down at his own piercing. There was a tiny needle stuck there, barely visible to the naked eye.

‘Oxhair needle?!’

Yeonhojeong raised his trembling head and saw the old man’s face covered in blood. The old man’s face, which was breathing heavily, looked particularly dark.

Yeonhojeong’s eyes became bloodshot.

“All, Tang officials… …!”

A big shot who is the head of the Sichuan Tang family and the vice-leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Yeonhojeong clearly saw that the official’s chest was pierced by the sect leader’s Yin-Hwang-Ji. Even if he had missed the heart, the pulse would have been ruptured by the wind-driven finger. How could he still be alive?

No, why on earth did you attack me?

“I’m not asking you to understand.”

Yeonhojeong glared at Murong Jun.

Mo Yong-gun said in a bitter voice.

“If I die, who will be there to stop you? The current Jeongpa martial arts world… … cannot stop Heukjeseong (Black Emperor’s Castle).”

“Coolook!”

“I will apologize in the afterlife. Let’s go together.”

Damn, if I had just left it alone, it would have killed me.

The vein that had been connected was suddenly cut off. The poisonous Danjangsan of the Tang family caused my internal strength to evaporate and my internal organs to melt away. The pain was so severe that I couldn’t even scream.

You son of a bitch, even if you use poison, it’s this poisonous?

Thud!

Yeonhojeong knelt down.

At the same time, the official fell over. He was the first to die, having relaxed after completing his last mission.

“why…….”

Words that came out without me knowing.

A look of guilt appeared on Mo Yong-gun’s face.

“I’m so sorry.”

Yeonhojeong’s eyes gradually became cloudy.

‘Why does the ending always seem so beggarly?’

There is a lesser evil, but it becomes the worst, and when it becomes the best, it becomes the lesser evil.

It was always like that. This seemingly lucky but incredibly bad fate was causing this mess until the very end.

Even though he had mastered legendary martial arts, he could not become the best in the world, and when he thought he had achieved success, he ended up becoming the leader of the Black Sword Sect.

It was a tiring life, with only one bundle of responsibilities, without being able to become the best.

But still… …I lived hard.

‘Leader. You should go to the afterlife and apologize properly.’

* * *

“Studying the daily life, being loyal to the family, knowing how to live for a thousand years, hoping for peace and harmony with the gods… … .”

The voice that resonated with a constant tone was clear and elegant.

‘hmm?’

Beyond the calming tones, a heavy fragrance was in the air.

‘What? Did the guard come?’

But isn’t that the sound of reciting Buddhist scriptures?

“Please look down on us in the future and help us enjoy the glory of our family for a thousand years.”

Movements around the area were captured along with a bright voice.

Yeonhojeong opened her eyes.

‘ok?’

Everyone, kneeling and lying down, all around, bowed.

Yeonhojeong blinked.

‘What’s the situation?’

But why is that?

This place feels somehow familiar. The people’s clothing and the old-fashioned, plain altar seem like I’ve seen them somewhere before.

At that moment, someone tapped her from behind. Yeonhojeong looked back without realizing it.

His mouth fell open.

“uh?”

I saw a boy with his head sticking out while bowing. And I saw his face turn pale.

The boy gestured urgently, as if telling me to bow quickly.

But Yeonhojeong couldn’t do that.

“Horizon?!”

The solemn atmosphere suddenly calmed down.

The air was rapidly cooling. However, Yeonhojeong was not in the mood to feel the atmosphere here.

This boy in front of me.

This boy with a lively face and star-like eyes was none other than his younger brother. Twenty-six years ago, his younger brother, who had died along with his family when his family was wiped out, had appeared in a brazen manner.

‘Is it a dream? A fantasy?’

That can’t be. He wasn’t the kind of person who would live so easily as to confuse reality with dreams or illusions.

Even if it’s not reality.

Even though the relationship had broken down, the family he had wanted to see at least once in his dreams appeared. Yeonhojeong felt an intense emotion surge from deep within his heart.

“Plain, plain!”

Yeonhojeong hugged the boy tightly.

A look of confusion appeared on the boy, Yeon Ji-pyeong’s face. He wondered if this gentleman had gone mad.

The boy whispered small and quickly.

“Tongue, bro! Don’t do that! You’ll get in trouble if you do that!”

“This kid!”

This warmth and secretly trembling reaction.

It was definitely his younger brother. Yeonhojeong’s vision became blurry.

“Brother! Brother! Ah, seriously, why are you like this… … .”

That was when.

“Ho-jeong.”

Yeonhojeong’s body suddenly froze.

My brother’s face and voice were exactly as I remembered them. And this voice I was hearing now.

Yeonhojeong, who had let go of Yeonjipyeong, slowly turned around.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man standing in front of the altar was glaring at him with scary eyes.

“What are you doing now?”

It wasn’t a harsh reprimand or a question. It was just a plain voice carrying an unbearable weight.

It was a voice that I was so afraid of and hated when I was young. It was a voice that my family didn’t even want to see because they didn’t want to hear it.

“father?”

The middle-aged man, Yan Wei, frowned.

The sight of my son standing up blankly and walking towards me with a limp was very different from usual. His eyes were filled with emptiness, disbelief, surprise, and emotion.

It was definitely a very impressive moment. His eldest son had never met his eyes since he was little. He was a boy who had never been able to straighten his shoulders properly due to the oppression he had endured.

“Oh, Father!”

Yeonhojeong ran towards Yeonwi. It looked like he was going to hug her at any moment.

Yeonwi’s hand moved.

He grabbed Yeonhojeong’s wrist in one breath and applied force.

thud!

‘Ugh!’

Yeonhojeong knelt down as it was. This was because the energy flowing through his wrist had drained the strength from his legs.

“Are you really in your right mind, making a fuss during a ritual?”

Even that spine-chilling voice now sounded affectionate.

Yeonhojeong raised his head.

A look of bewilderment appeared on Yeonwi’s face as he looked down at his son. Yeonhojeong’s face, looking at him, was filled with sadness.

Why is the older one acting a little strange today?

“I will ask you about the crime of disrupting the ritual after it is over. Go to the office and wait.”

It was the same cold tone as usual.

But the answer I got back was different than usual.

“yes!”

Isn’t this too bold an answer?

Yeonwi, who was rarely flustered, tried to turn around, and Yeonhojeong got up from her seat and looked around.

Everyone who had participated in the ritual was looking at him. The eyes of the twenty or so people were filled with confusion.

Yeonhojeong’s face, which had been looking around at them with a smile, suddenly hardened.

‘for a moment.’

I was so touched that I only now realized how strange this was.

He looked down at his chest.

There was no rain.

‘Am I not dead?’

That wasn’t all.

‘No. Beyond not being dead… … .’

A look of surprise appeared on Yeonhojeong’s face as he looked around once again.

‘Isn’t this my past?’

I examined her hands, felt her body, ran my fingers through her hair, and examined her clothes.

Yes. This was his body, but it wasn’t his body. His body, trained through countless battles, was covered in wounds, and his hands were covered in calluses.

The slender build and clean hands were clearly the body he had as a child.

“I can’t believe this. Is this really possible… … .”

“What are you mumbling!”

Yeonwi finally lost his temper. Yeonhojeong lowered her head as if embarrassed and left the room.

He got up from his seat and looked around once more.

“… … This is really my home!”

One of the Seven Great Families, known as the greatest families in martial arts.

Although it only has a history of fifty years, it is a family of steel with a presence that is no less than that of the other six great families.

Prince Yeonhojeong of the Byeoksan Yeonga clan has returned.