The Second Son of the Dancheon Sword Clan Prepared for Regression-Chapter 64 : Chapter 64

Chapter 64: The Beginning of Fate
In a martial family, there was a concept called the tactical manual.
Not all families had one, but it was something like an emergency action guide established by prestigious martial families like the Dancheon Clan.
A prestigious martial family was a group that had built its legacy through intense struggles, so it was bound to face various crises.
As they say, it is better to be safe than sorry, so the tactical manual was something that not only the martial artists belonging to the family but also all the household members had to be familiar with.
The tactical manual.
There was also a reason why the one from a martial family resembled the terminology of the military.
It was because what the tactical manual dealt with seriously was not the individual's martial arts, but a promise that everyone could share in an unexpected situation.
The current situation.
So, it was natural that there was a tactical manual guide for when external enemies invaded the family.
I recalled that guide and moved quickly.
In a prestigious family, the arrangement of the halls and fixtures also had meaning.
Therefore, in the current situation, the most meaningful place according to the tactical manual would be the main training ground of the Dancheon Clan.
The main training ground had a large open space, allowing all family members to gather smoothly in an emergency, and it was located in the center of the Dancheon Sword Clan, so everyone could arrive at a similar time.
Also, tall halls or cover were not placed around the main training ground to prevent intruders from hiding and attacking.
In the military, castle walls or moats would be the measure of defensive power, but I knew that such things couldn't be a big obstacle to those who had learned martial arts.
In the end, the main training ground was the place of defense for a martial arts force, which was somewhat different from the military.
With hurried steps, I stood in the center of the main training ground.
I calmed my breathing and spread my senses.
Swoosh-
This, which was seeping into the Dancheon Clan like the morning chill, was clearly a desolate killing intent.
It would be right to describe it as a silent alarm for the approaching death, like the calm before a storm.
First, my job would be to break this silence.
Boom!
Without hesitation, I stomped the ground intensely, and the hard bluestone of the training ground shattered, creating a loud roar.
There were two reasons.
One was that I knew that there was not much time left before the danger would arrive.
I didn't have enough time to go around waking up the family members, so I used a rather drastic method.
Although it was late at night, there was no fool in the Dancheon Clan who could sleep soundly through such a loud roar.
The other was to draw the intruders' attention to the main training ground.
It was because I knew that it was best to face the enemy here.
Presumably, the intruders' skills were not ordinary, so they would have definitely felt my stomp.
Therefore, their steps would have no choice but to head here.
Even if they simply retreated at the commotion, there would be no loss. Wouldn't a commotion in the middle of the night be better than an enemy invasion?
The Dancheon Clan was my home.
Protecting one's home was the duty of its master.
A home did not refer to the halls, but to the members who made up the Dancheon Clan, so I would not easily allow even a single household member's life to be taken.
"Did you feel it too?"
The first to appear was my father, Dancheon Gang.
"No, you must have been the first to feel it."
Dancheon Gang's demeanor was stern and a sword was already in his hand, so I knew that what he had sensed was the same as what I had.
My father Dancheon Gang's face had an expression I had never seen before in my life.
It seemed like tension from facing a big event, but I soon realized that it wasn't.
It would be right to say that what was on my father was the responsibility of a Clan Head.
"It will be alright. I am here."
It was not confidence or recklessness.
It was just that I wanted to say that to my father right now.
Just because I had refused the position of Young Clan Head did not mean that I would pass the burden entirely to others.
"……You've grown up."
Fortunately, the embarrassing conversation between father and son ended there.
"What is going on?"
Uncle Yeo Baek appeared with a hurried look.
Perhaps because there was a clear difference in class, it seemed that Uncle Yeo Baek hadn't felt what my father Dancheon Gang had.
"Yeo Baek, we must prepare."
When the Clan Head spoke.
"Yes."
The captain of the escort squad replied.
Was it because they had been together for a long time? At the Clan Head's short words without a detailed explanation, the escort captain's demeanor changed.
Clank, clank, clank.
Soon, the members of the Dancheon Clan's escort squad, holding their swords, rushed into the main training ground.
Their momentum was sharp and disciplined, so I knew how harshly Uncle Yeo Baek had trained them.
"Escort squad, from now on, we will implement the tactical manual for defense against external enemies."
"Yes!"
Everyone answered without even a question.
Even though dozens answered, their voices were one, so their appearance was reassuring.
"Disperse!"
As if each member of the escort squad had a designated direction, they surrounded the main training ground like they were forming a battle formation.
They performed even the tactical manual for emergencies so perfectly, so I would say that this was the strength of a prestigious family.
"Mother, this way."
"Alright."
And finally, Dancheon Hak arrived at the main training ground with our mother, Baek Yeo-hae.
I was wondering why Dancheon Hak, who should have arrived earlier, was late, but it seemed that it was because he had been taking care of Baek Yeo-hae.
The household members who were responsible for the family's daily life, such as the cooks, gardeners, and cleaners, also entered the main training ground in a hurry. They headed to the rearmost, the deep part of the escort squad.
Originally, in a war of a martial family, the women and children and household members who did not know martial arts were the top priority for protection.
If it were a merchant family like the Yang Clan, the clan leader and direct family members would also be protected, but the clan head and direct family of a martial family were not those to be protected, but those who protect.
It meant that we did not hide in the shade of the escort squad, but took our place in front of them.
"What is going on?"
Dancheon Hak, who had led our mother to a safe place, approached me and asked.
"Prepare yourself."
I answered so and said no more.
In fact, I also didn't know exactly what was going on.
After a short period of time in a tense atmosphere.
Softly.
About ten masked men lightly jumped over the main gate of the Dancheon Clan and arrived at the main training ground.
Their movements were as secretive and swift as those of assassins or burglars.
"Ho."
The intruder's gaze was directed towards us, and it took in the forces of the Dancheon Clan who were already on guard.
"The reputation of the Dancheon Sword Clan is indeed well-deserved."
The uninvited guest's voice was still relaxed, so it could be said that a difficult fight was scheduled.
A little before the Demonic Cult followers invaded the Dancheon Clan, on the top floor of the Flower Moon Pavilion.
"Branch Lord."
Ma Sok of the Soul-Chasing and Life-Taking Squad hastily sought out Yeo-wol.
"What is it?"
A hurried Ma Sok was a very rare case, so Yeo-wol asked without delay.
"An unusual presence has been detected in Anhui."
Although the Rogues’ Guild's information network was spread densely throughout the Central Plains, it was impossible to know everything.
But as they say, even a dog gets a head start in its own backyard, so it would be right to say that the information network for its base area was indeed well-deserved.
It meant that the Flower Moon Pavilion would not miss the ominous presence in Anhui.
"What is it?"
"Unidentified martial artists are secretly gathering and moving. I suspect that a big battle is about to take place."
It wasn't a common occurrence, but it wasn't unheard of either. It was because the Jianghu Murim was a place of struggle.
"Where is the destination?"
"Presumably, the Dancheon Sword Clan."
Ma Sok's subsequent answer was a case that was too special to be called 'usually', though.
"Hmm."
Only then did Yeo-wol realize why Ma Sok had looked so hurried.
"What should we do?"
Ma Sok asked.
It was because all the decision-making power belonged to Yeo-wol.
"Concentrate all available forces of the Rogues’ Guild on the Dancheon Clan."
It meant that she would prepare for the worst-case scenario, and that she would intervene if necessary.
At least for Yeo-wol and Ma Sok, the Dancheon Clan was not a stranger.
Yeo-wol's decision did not stop there.
"Ma Sok, you go too. Just in case."
"Will it be alright?"
Ma Sok asked with concern.
It was because his duty was originally to stay by Yeo-wol's side.
"Go."
"Yes."
There was no hesitation in Yeo-wol's decision, so the maximum force of the Flower Moon Pavilion was also deployed to prepare for any eventuality.
The Branch Lord of the Rogues’ Guild, Yeo-wol.
It was because she was a person who knew grace and knew how to cherish her friends.
Ma Sok, who had bowed to Yeo-wol, hurriedly left the Flower Moon Pavilion.
Since there wasn't much time left, it was inevitable that his steps were hurried.
"Hah-"
As the unexpected situation was sorted out, Yeo-wol finally felt relieved.
"Ah."
Was it because she had some leeway?
A person she hadn't thought of, who could help the Dancheon Clan, came to mind.
It was Yeo-wol, who had a firm grasp of the information in Anhui. Thanks to that, she knew that he was in this area.
"Is anyone there?"
"Yes."
Originally, it was desirable to make preparations in various ways.
"There is an order."
Yeo-wol decided to send a messenger to him without hesitation.
***
Lee Chun-baek, the successor of a mysterious sect and a wanderer, had recently had a happy event.
His Spirit had blossomed, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit had finally become one.
In other words, he had reached the State of Harmony, also known as the Three Flowers Realm.
It wasn't that he had gained some great enlightenment, but he had woken up from sleep and it had suddenly happened.
As the successor of a mysterious sect, he had consistently polished his unparalleled martial arts, so it could be said that his reaching the State of Harmony was a foregone conclusion.
However, this was a time that felt much earlier than his expectations.
"I wonder if Myeong is doing well."
It would be right to infer that it was all because his dear younger brother had given him the precious Immaculate Pomegranate.
"I'll see you after a long time."
It had already been over a year since he had last seen his younger brother's face. It meant that he was starting to miss his face.
Just then, the feat of him reaching the State of Harmony himself was added, so it was inevitable that Lee Chun-baek, who had been wandering aimlessly, headed to Anhui where his younger brother was.
Gulp, gulp.
Slurp.
"Kyah-"
For a moment, as Lee Chun-baek was gulping down his Jiannanchun, looking like the person he missed, his eyes became as sharp as a sword's edge.
"Who is it?"
It was because an uninvited guest had suddenly appeared behind Lee Chun-baek.
It wasn't a crisis, because the tip of Lee Chun-baek's sword, which was now in his hand, was accurately aimed at the uninvited guest's Adam's apple.
It had stopped at the exact position as if he were seeing it directly, so his senses had taken a great leap forward with the blossoming of his Spirit.
"Umm."
The uninvited guest, who had taken Lee Chun-baek's back but was instead subdued, let out a groan.
The reason Lee Chun-baek didn't kill him right away was probably because he was in a good mood for the first time in a while.
As they say, what goes around comes around.
His hand, which had shown mercy for the first time in a while, brought luck to Lee Chun-baek.
"Are you the wanderer Lee Chun-baek?"
"That's right."
"I have news to deliver, so I have committed a rudeness."
Only then did Lee Chun-baek notice that the uninvited guest exuded the unique aura of the Rogues’ Guild.
Although the Rogues’ Guild would be called a part of the Evil Faction if one were to be picky, he knew that it was closer to being in between the Righteous and Evil Factions.
By Lee Chun-baek's standards, he was not a ruffian.
Lee Chun-baek obediently put away his sword. It was also because he was a person who could not be a threat to him in the first place.
"What is it?"
The messenger, who had bowed his head slightly as if to express his gratitude to Lee Chun-baek who had put away his sword, stated his business.
"A disaster has befallen the Dancheon Sword Clan."
In those short words, information of great significance to Lee Chun-baek was contained.
He was on his way to the Dancheon Sword Clan in the first place, and it was because his precious younger brother was there.
"What is the reason for telling me this?"
"I was just following orders."
The messenger, who had been thoroughly beaten after testing Lee Chun-baek out of a misplaced sense of rivalry, answered obediently without being stubborn.
Ting.
Lee Chun-baek took out a silver coin from his money pouch and tossed it into the air.
"It's the price for the information."
Thud.
"……?"
When the messenger from the Rogues’ Guild caught the silver coin, Lee Chun-baek's figure had already disappeared from the tavern.