The Teacher’s Grace Is Like Heaven

30 – The Exit Ticket (4)

Bi Yan had prepared thoroughly. She didn’t want to lose her master again, so first she needed to clean up the worms in Jie Galsega.

Despite the fact that they had lost their center of gravity, they had not been eradicated. They were lurking in the shadows, waiting for a chance to pounce.

Of course, Jegalese was no fool. There had been internal investigations and audits of the Jegalgak, led by Jegal Han, the head of the family, and Jegal Hyuk, the head of the minor family.

And they proved to be more than competent for their positions. They had succeeded in ferreting out the bugs called Magyo, who had infiltrated without anyone’s knowledge.

Of course, the Magi spies were no fools, either; they were running for their lives or laying low and hoping the situation would pass.

Although Jia Zhu himself was conducting a full-scale investigation, there was discontent within the Sega, and concerns from the elders.

But she was not one to stand idly by and watch such shenanigans. She moved more stealthily than the moon in the night sky.

The trees and grasses of the deeply darkened forest stirred eerily. For a moment, a scream was heard, but then silence fell again like a lie.

It was as if the sound had been swallowed up by the darkness. Then, out of nowhere, a girl emerged. Her lustrous hair was stained with blood.

And so were her clothes and her hands. Bi Yan narrowed her brow. I keep falling back on old habits.

In her previous life, she was a killer called the Heavenly Demon. Naturally, she didn’t care about the blood on her hands or body. Rather, it was a point of pride.

It was an accomplishment to have killed so many people. But not now. She didn’t want to disappoint her master again like she had then.

It had been a year and a half since he had regained consciousness.

Thanks to Bie Yan’s diligent nursing, Dr. Yang Doo Jin’s steady treatment, and the Jegalese family’s unreserved support, his condition is now very good.

‘It’s very good, even her veins have recovered to some extent.’

Especially when she heard that her ruptured veins had recovered to some extent, she felt like she could fly, though she didn’t know why.

Even Congressman Yang Dujin had assured her that it would be very difficult to recover. In less than two years, his veins were restored. But I have a rough idea.

Perhaps something happened to Master in the life-and-death battle with the Heavenly Horse, which almost took his life, but ultimately resulted in a teleportation.

And as a result, he dusted himself off and got up. He recovered enough to train with the sword again. However, Bi Yan was not pleased.

“I had hoped that this day would not come for …… eternity.”

I did not want to leave. I didn’t want to leave, not now, not ever. And I dare not say how long it would be until I returned.

But, nevertheless. she had no choice but to leave her Master’s side. I love you, Master, I love you more than anyone. That’s why…….

Bi Yan had no choice but to leave her Master.

Strengthening her weakening heart, Bi Yan made her way to a nearby stream. She needed to clean up her bloodstained body before she could present herself to her master.

Once she was sure that there were no signs of life in the area, she stripped off her clothes. Then she stepped into the water to wash off the blood.

As she trained with her master, she centered on her well-defined abs. Fine lines like silk roads ran over them. The blood on his hands faded.

When she returned home, cleaned up, and changed her clothes, she knelt on the floor and sat down. The stars in the sky shimmered in the darkness.

A lantern was lit beside her. In front of her was a red, unmarked desk, with scrolls and papers on it.

Bi Yan closed her eyes and knelt down. Her face was filled with awe and respect. Soon, her closed eyes opened wide.

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Bi Yan drew the dagger from her holster. Without a moment’s hesitation, the dagger, which boasted a brilliant forethought, slashed deeply into her palm in a diagonal line.

However, because it was a slow cut, there wasn’t as much blood as one might expect. She caught the blood from her hand in a basin. Then she stretched out her finger.

The blood in the basin dripped onto her index finger. Seeing the blood on her hand, she used her finger as a brush and began to write:

“Disciple Yan of Bulcho begs you to refrain.”

Bulcho不肖 has two meanings. One is that of a son humbling himself against his parents, and the other is that of an ugly, foolish person.

Although Bi Yan was not a son, he was a poor child and a foolish disciple of his master, and there was no awkwardness or inadequacy in using the word.

‘The Master knew early on the intentions of the wicked and fierce, and feared their harm. In good faith he blocked their way, but through cowardice he was unfortunately unable to fulfill his intentions, and in the meantime their pride grew fearfully high.’

‘Now their evil intentions have reached the roots of the giant tree, and they are about to devour the thatch, but the Master did not give up his intentions until the end, and he planned for the future. ‘

If the Master had not prevented them, how dare we say that his action was delayed, that the world was not covered with darkness.

It is only because of his foresight, his wisdom, his selflessness in the cause, that I, as a disciple, cannot fail to admire him.

‘Though I am still small and insignificant compared to you, I wish to fulfill your will, to destroy those wicked enemies, and to make your name known far and wide; therefore, please do not spoil my jade body.’

‘Moreover, the girl king of Hanara was enamored of Mali, and the lord king of Shang was enamored of Dal Qi, and made rivers and forests out of wine and meat, so that he lost his trust and his people. Please, Master, keep away from other women, and understand their intentions.’

King Gul and King Zhu were eventually bound together as Hagelun Zhu, and the name became synonymous with tyrants. The name was known for generations, and eventually became a laughingstock.

Of course, Bi Yan believes in her master’s upright and upright character. But there’s always a backup plan, right? That’s why she posted.

Who is the one who carries out Master’s will? Me. Who is closest to the Master? Me. Her red eyes glowed coldly.

‘Originally, the girl was captured by a band of vicious beasts and was about to be subjected to unspeakable horrors, but when the Master saw it, he felt sorry for her, and he reached out and saved her, and he taught her and raised her like his own child.’

‘How dare I repay such a heavenly favor, and the only way I can repay it is by spreading the name of the Master to the ignorant world, and by accomplishing the great work that the Master has failed to do.’

Everything was pleasant. Just being together made me smile. She wanted to stay like this forever, to be in her Master’s arms.

The desire was unbearable, but she bit her lip.

Foolish child, did you not see the life and death struggle between Tianma and your master two years ago? The Heavenly Horse has returned to the past, just like you. That’s why you almost died.

‘I dare not be overwhelmed by the girl’s grace. My tears continue to flow like the rainy season, and my heart is choked up. I dare not know what to say.’

Bi Yan raised herself from her knees. The tears that kept falling down her cheeks blinded her. But she gritted her teeth and walked forward.

He wanted to look back, to see his Master one last time, but he gritted his teeth and held it together. Blood dripped from my bitter, biting lip.

If I saw his face here, everything would fall apart. I felt like I was going to make a fool of myself again. But I can’t.

All of this is my own karma, my own burden to bear, so I will clear it all and stand tall before you again.

I wonder how long they walked. Bi Yan looked up, and the darkness that had fallen had been dispelled by the rising dawn in the distance.

Finally, she turned and looked behind her. There was a village. For the past five years, she had lived with her Master,…… her beloved hometown.

At the thought of being separated like this, tears welled up in her eyes. She turned to face her teacher and bowed. For the last time, really for the last time.

“Until I return, please stay healthy.”

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Miss, what a surprise.

When I came out to do my morning training after a long time, I was surprised to find a scroll with blood on the floor.

What is this? When I look closely, it looks like some kind of writing……. I narrowed my eyes and read the scroll. Or rather, I tried to read it. Had it been an hour or so? I sighed and closed the scroll.

Too many difficult kanji, I can’t read it.