Nano Machine (Retranslated Version) - Chapter 232

Chapter 232: Walking into the trap (5)

“Elder! Elder!”

A warrior standing guard at the gate quickly came running in. Huan Yi stood up from his seat at the guesthouse and asked, “What is it?”

“T-There is a man who calls himself Captain of Buju Sword along with the messenger from the Lord’s palace.”

“Buju… Sword?”

Huan Yi became surprised and Yeowun asked, “What is it?”

“…It is a covert ops group owned by the Sword clan.”

This was the hidden power of the Sword clan. Three years ago, there was another group called the Great Martial Sword, but they were revealed to have connections with criminals having learned the blood reversion art and created incidents in the Demonic Academy, so they disbanded. The important issue here was that they were from the Sword clan.

“This is frustrating.”

Huan Yi didn’t think things would move this quickly. He wasn’t sure why, but if the entire Buju Sword was moving, then their purpose wasn’t all that well intended.

“Hah…”

“Master?”

Yeowun sighed and walked down to the yard and looked up at the sky. He was ready for it, but it was still too fast. He never thought he would have to fight his father rather than fighting the six clans. All he had was bitterness for his father leaving Lady Hwa to her death.

‘…Is it fate?’

Yeowun seemed to be in deep thoughts so everyone stood silently and waited. The only one that was impatient was the guard. After a long silence, Yeowun moaned and looked down and spoke to Huan Yi with a determined look.

“The thing I asked you before. Is it ready?”

“Oh!”

Huan Yi’s eyes glowed.

At the same time, there were over 300 warriors from the Buju Clan surrounding the mansion of the Ghost Illusion clan. At the gate, there was a man with a mustache wearing brown armor, and a man with black cover over his eye that wore the robes of the Lord’s palace. The man with the mustache was the leader of the Buju Sword, Jukem.

“Sir Pahin, they will come soon.”

The man with eyepatch, Pahin, nodded. It had been a while since the guard went into the clan, so they were concerned if the Ghost Illusion clan was preparing to fight back, but they didn’t sense anything like that.

That’s when the gate opened and four people appeared. They were Chun Yeowun, Hu Bong, Yin Moha and Huan Yi. But Yin Moha did not have her mask, so she acted as if she was a personal guard of Yeowun.

“Greetings, Crown Prince.”

Jukem and Pahin both bowed to Yeowun. Yeowun also bowed reluctantly. They were bowing at each other, but certain cold air was upon them. Huan Yi first spoke to them.

“I am not sure why so many warriors are surrounding my mansion.”

Pahin answered Huan Yi’s question.

“I am sorry, Elder Huan. The Buju Sword is not here to threaten the Ghost Illusion clan.”

He spoke, but the act itself was already a threat. Huan Yi looked unconvinced but Pahin ignored and turned to Chun Yeowun.

“There is an order that has been made to the Crown Prince.”

To the cultist of Demonic Cult, an order from the Lord was definite. Yeowun stayed silent for a while but soon knelt and shouted.

“Crown Prince Chun Yeowun, ready for any order from the Lord.”

Pahin then opened the scroll that had writings on what the order was about and read it out loud.

“I, Chun Yujong, order the Crown Prince to go down to fight the forces of the Blade God Six Clan heading south from the Jurkang Castle. I entrust you a small force, so depart and defend the enemy’s advance.”

‘Ah!’

Yeowun’s eyes shook from the unexpected order. He imagined something would work against him, but this was unexpected. Yeowun then looked up and saw warriors from the Buju Sword. They all wore armor as if they were ready to go to war.

‘This is…’

Pahin then closed the scroll and spoke.

“It is an emergency. The Crown Prince must leave with the Buju Sword at once.”

Huan Yi and Yin Moha became shocked and looked at Yeowun. They too did not expect this. Yin Moha quickly sent a telepathic message to Yeowun.

[T-this is a trap!]

This was only a trap to send out Yeowun outside the castle so he could be dealt with. If Yeowun still had his members, it could have been a regular mission but he had no one around him. He was also told to leave right now, meaning he wasn’t given any time to prepare.

‘They got us!’

If they resisted, then it was apparent that these warriors would attack. There was no choice. Hu Bong gritted his teeth in anger as Chun Yeowun was being sent into the cliff.

“I-I will go together!”

“…The order is to have the Crown Prince alone. How dare you intervene at the Lord’s order.”

Pahin threatened and Hu Bong closed his mouth. The Lord’s order was absolute. And onto Huan Yi and Yin Moha who were dumbfounded and frustrated, a telepathic message came to them from Yeowun. They had to bite their lips and take it in.

‘We have to walk the path right into the trap…!’

Yin Moha was angered by the Lord’s scheme. Even if Yeowun was threatening his power and authority, it seemed it too much to send his own son into death. Pahin snickered at them and spoke.

“You should leave now.”

5 hours later, Marakim returned to the cult. He was able to retrieve the body of Kingbonki that was buried on a different peak and returned. The body was so big and heavy that it required six men to carry it. But when he returned, he sensed something was weird. He felt something strange from the warriors and servants walking within the palace. Marakim became concerned but he didn’t mention it and brought the body into the palace. He then ordered the body to be sent to the preservation room.

“We need to show it to the Lord, so we’ll clean it first.”

It was buried, but it wasn’t dirty. But it didn’t seem out of place, so Marakim nodded. Warriors from the palace then began to move the body somewhere, but the direction was…

“Wait. That is the incinerat…”

“Great Guardian.”

Marakim tried to call palace guards when a man with an eyepatch walked up to him and stopped him. It was Pahin, leader of the palace guards.

“Wait a second.”

Marakim walked past Pahin to call upon palace guards, but Pahin ran up to him again and stopped him. Marakim’s eye turned cold.

“What is… the meaning of this?”

“It’s an order from the Lord. Don’t interfere with the body any more.”

“The Lord’s order?”

Marakim became dumbfounded. He brought the body that proved use of blood reversion art to ease the problem, but it was now being sent to burn it down. He had to stop hit. Pahin smiled to Marakim.

“You don’t have time to think about that. The Lord told me to bring you over to him right away when you return.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll know once you go to the Great Halls.”

“Great Halls?”