When the Black Moon Rises - Chapter 228
Chapter 228
Even for a small number of people to gallop on horses at full speed, four whole days were required from the White Stone Pavilion, past the Yeongong region, to the Ju family's residence where Sehwa was.
However, how quickly did Baek Giha fly and make the related people hurry and make the carriages depart.
The line of carriages fully loaded with betrothal gifts arrived at a similar time.
‘There would be about a week’s time until Clan Head Baek arrives, right.’
Ju Myoungyoon, who was proceeding with things thinking like that, opened his eyes roundly at the news that the messenger who arrived first brought.
“……They already came? No, how?”
He ran out the mansion gate hastily.
As if notifying that they were the wedding gifts going to the bride, carriages with red cloth decorations were endlessly following each other and approaching the mansion.
The appearances of the attendants in Baek family ceremonial attire, and the appearances of the musicians playing celebratory music continuously were also one of the things to watch.
People watching crowded in tightly at the wedding gift procession of a scale they had never seen.
The atmosphere of the Ju family territory, which had been hideously sinking as they were chasing the remaining followers of the Mystic Ruler, finally brightened for the first time in a while.
Is it because it's the wedding ceremony of the leader of the Six Clans’ alliance?
The gifts alone felt like they were of a different class, so how flamboyant and beautiful would the main ceremony be?
Everyone burst out in admiration already, anticipating that it would be a once-in-a-lifetime sight.
Baek Manyong’s cheeks twitched, watching that sight composedly from the very front of the procession.
“Elder.”
“Why did you, the Chancellor, come as the messenger of the gift procession? You should be managing the White Stone Pavilion and taking on the general management of the ceremony since Clan Head Baek has started preparing for the wedding.”
Ju Myoungyoon continued his words trying not to reveal his disgusted expression.
“You’ve had a hard time just by coming all the way here. Since we’ve received them well, you should go back now, and another-.”
“How can I do that, esteemed Elder?”
Baek Manyong shook his head hastily as if he was truly surprised.
“This is not just any wedding. It is the one and only wedding in our Clan Head’s great life, who drew a stroke in the long footsteps of the mystic race! Besides, who is the opponent? Our Lady of the House, who is our Clan Head’s partner destined by the heavens, more noble and precious than anyone, on top of that outstandingly capable and great! Isn’t it the most momentous and historical great occasion in the Mystic Realm, more than anything else that won’t exist again in her life? Just the fact that I, Baek Manyong, can stand as the messenger of the gift delivery ceremony, which is one important part of such a ceremony, is so glorious, I’m deeply feeling the weight of the role I’ve been assigned. On top of that, it’s through this matter that I’ve come to know! The White Stone Pavilion is being managed by various outstanding talents even without me, and the general management of the ceremony is also being done diligently by the five Clan Heads. However, even inside the cooperation of so many admirable people, the Clan Head believes and trusts only me, and he showed that the only one who could truly act as his proxy was me! When the Clan Head who has returned chose me without hesitation as the deliverer of the gifts, so, when I felt the Clan Head’s warm trust and acknowledgement for me, I, Baek Manyong……Oh esteemed Elder, where are you going. Esteemed Elder!”
Ju Myoungyoon shook his head from side to side and turned back before even the content could be understood inside his head at the voice that endlessly continued without pause.
‘A crow should take that nonsense.’
But they say the scariest thing in the world is bad attachment.
After hearing it many times, did he get somewhat accustomed to it? If that flashy voice was gone, for some reason, sometimes it felt somewhat awkward and lacking…….
‘No, no. Am I crazy. What am I doing right now!’
Ju Myoungyoon shook his head from side to side again at the thought that came without him knowing.
As he ran away leaving the Chancellor, whom he couldn’t deal with alone, behind, Baek Manyong’s voice followed behind him quickly.
“No, esteemed Elder! Where are you going? How can you go leaving me behind?”
“Leave you behind, you say. Since the Baek family has sent the gifts this quickly, we also have to depart hastily. My heart is in a rush to go and confirm how far preparations are and whether we can leave today. The room is ready, so please follow the servant-.”
“Oh! Then are you going to the Lady of the House? Please take me too. I also want to confirm our Lady of the House’s wellbeing with these two eyes first- Elder Myoungyoon? Elder! I’ll go with you. Please wait!”
“…….”
The steps of Ju Myoungyoon, who didn’t look back once, quickened.
“Can you try raising the Spiritual Power a bit more in that state? No, more than that, a little stronger. A little more? Yes. That much.”
The hawk, Choi Jangmyung, who had gone to find his master, rolled his gaze around restlessly, flustered at what was happening to him now.
The traditional Mystic Realm ceremonial robe, which was completely different from Human Realm clothing, felt a little awkward since he was wearing it for the first time.
He felt worried and tense whether he, who didn’t know the order of the Mystic Realm ceremonies at all, was alright to take on the important role of the gift deliverer.
Ju Myoungyoon’s crest was embroidered in red on various spots of the Ju family ceremonial attire, signifying the bride's representative.
Choi Jangmyung had always worn his hair in a topknot in the Human Realm, and even after coming to the Mystic Realm, he always neatly tied his hair.
That long hair was tied halfway up skillfully this time, and a hat was put on.
Spiritual Power that was faintly revealed, scattering five-colored light, embraced his body.
Youngmu, who had come with Sehwa, exclaimed in admiration.
“Oh. When you dress up and even cover yourself in Spiritual Power like this, you seem like a top-class warrior of the Mystic Realm. I’m worried that the young ladies of the Six Clans watching might all fall for you.”
Sehwa also nodded her head as if agreeing. Usually, she wouldn't have him cover himself with power in such a showy way, but there was a reason she had to do so now.
“Youngmu, go get Jeokryeondo.”
Youngmu, who had already been told about this, ran quickly.
She came back holding the long sword in her two hands and held it out to Sehwa.
Sehwa held out the heavy sword to Choi Jangmyung.
He accepted it with a puzzled expression.
“This is……”
“Take it. It’s yours now. It’s the sword my father used since he first became an Elder of the Ju Clan.”
“What?! Such a precious thing… No, it’s fine. I can’t accept it.”
“You can accept it. This is something my father told me to give to you first.”
“Elder Myoungyoon did?”
Choi Jangmyung’s puzzled gaze fell on the sword. He gave him a sword even though he wasn’t a warrior?
Of course, he had trained in swordsmanship and archery in the Human Realm to the point of being able to protect himself.
Even after he came over to the Mystic Realm, he hurriedly learned how to handle the Spiritual Power that had suddenly appeared, and also how to use weapons mixed with Spiritual Power.
But he had grown up as a merchant until now, and besides that, he hadn't learned much else.
So, after Sehwa's seat was decided, deciding what he could do was also a big task for him.
“I’m not giving you the sword to tell you to become a warrior. I’m just giving it to you to prove that we’re always with you, behind you.”
Sehwa's gaze as she said those words was warm.
Choi Jangmyung, his eyes trembling a bit, carefully asked,
“Being behind… what do you mean by that?”
“You would know that those who were banished to the Human Realm came back here with my mother, right?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“You should lead those people.”
“What?”
Choi Jangmyung’s fluster was strongly evident in the short answer.
Even if he had been trained as the successor to a merchant company, that was just as the master of a company. It was completely different from leading a family and protecting someone.
“Until now, the treatment of those without families in the Mystic Realm wasn’t good. But is it their fault that they have no family?”
“……Young Lady.”
“Just because someone has a little less than me. Just because their environment of birth was different. Just because their life was different. It’s not right to trample them like the Mystic Ruler did.”
The matters that led to a big tragedy, looking back at them, began from the gaze underlying throughout the Mystic Realm of looking down on those without families.
Not seeing those with less as equals to themselves according to the thickness of their blood and the size of their Spiritual Power, and sometimes not even treating them as the same lives.
If even that perception was not changed first, the daring deeds that the Corrupt Dragon and the Mystic Ruler did could be repeated by anyone anytime.
“So I first want to make something that those without families can trust and rely on. Have you take on that role. Going further, I’m also thinking of trying to even break down the boundary that separates the main family and the branch families.”
“Lady Sehwa.”
“It definitely won’t be easy. It will take a very long time. But.”
“But.”
“It’s something that someday, someone had to start.”
Sehwa’s lips softly broke.
She lightly nodded her head and watched Choi Jangmyung and asked again.
“I need your strength. Will you help me?”
Choi Jangmyung’s Adam’s apple moved a bit.
“If Young Lady wants it. Whatever it is. Whatever the content.”
He bent his one knee and bowed his head.
“I will be with you with all my strength.”
The fluster and fear shown just now had already disappeared from Choi Jangmyung’s gaze.
At that time, Youngchae’s voice flew in lightly.
“Young Lady! Betrothal gifts came from the Baek family! Every single one of them is so flamboyant! Come out and see!”
Isn't the arrival of the groom’s betrothal gifts the start of the wedding?
The eyes of Sehwa, who heard the news, bent softly again.
The moment that she was yearning for, of being tied together with him as a married couple, was approaching.
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