Chapter 166: The Meaning of a Second Life
While Seon Woo-jin desperately tried to restore his body, Jong-woo, a sturdy, taciturn servant warrior, was running with all his might, carrying a sack filled with soil.
‘The Am Hyeol-hyang…’
Death still didn’t feel real to him.
But it seemed clear that this would likely be his end.
The pursuit by Am Hyeol-hyang, the king of assassins—wasn’t this something he’d never even dreamed of in his entire life?
There was no way someone like him could survive.
‘Brother Jang, Brother Gong, Brother Yang, Brother Lee.’
Perhaps because he had prepared himself for death, the days spent with his comrades suddenly flashed before his eyes like a galloping horse.
The day he first grasped a sword, the day he ran away from home vowing to become a warrior.
The day he nearly died from inexperience, saved by his sworn brother, the warrior Jang Daeryong.
The day he went to see his parents again at his colleagues’ urging and learned of their unjust deaths, and even the days he avenged them alongside his colleagues.
Though the difficult and sorrowful days were more numerous, it was a life without regret.
And he knew well that it was all because he had met good people along the way.
‘For a ronin’s life as common as weeds, I’ve been quite lucky.’
That’s what he always thought.
If he had to die, he hoped that death would be for the sake of his good connections…
If only he could put an end to this worthless, fleeting life of a ronin for the sake of a precious connection, he would have no further wish.
