Yellow Dragon Castle (3)
Yellow Dragon Castle (3)
Once a year, the law-enforcers of the Beggars' Sect gathered in Hubei Province to present the funds they had collected over the year to the elders. I had successfully traced the origin of those funds during this year's tribute season, so there was much to prepare before the law-enforcers gathered again next time.
"Since you won at the Dragon Phoenix Gathering, Hwang Ryong-seong will focus on drawing in followers throughout Hubei Province for the time being. In a way, isn't this the most critical period? The Murim Alliance would prefer that Hwang Ryong-seong, rather than wandering abroad, ride this momentum to train and gather supporters, solidifying the Eight Trigrams Association as a firm power."
Of course, that preparation was something to be jointly undertaken by the Zhuge family members, including Zhuge Yeong-yu, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
"Then, what should I do in the meantime?"
"You can't very well stay here indefinitely. Isn't it about time you returned to Shaanxi? Remaining in Hubei Province any longer might draw suspicion."
"That is a fair point."
At Zhuge Yeong-yu's suggestion, I nodded. I also needed to devote myself to training in the newly acquired Heavenly Dragon Axe Technique, and it had been far too long since I last saw Sannyeo. Sannyeo, the greatest martial artist I knew, might be able to provide a clear analysis and interpretation of the Heavenly Dragon Axe Technique I was currently training in.
Besides, it was unseemly for me, the sect leader of a martial sect, to linger in another territory indefinitely. When the head of an organization stays away from his post too long, his followers inevitably start to entertain other ideas.
"Then, it's farewell for a while."
When I spoke, waving my hand playfully, Zhuge Yeong-yu nodded and smiled.
"Devote yourself to training with a light heart. I will call for you again when things are ready."
Even though I was leaving, Zhuge Yeong-yu's face somehow looked pleased. Was my departure that good? I simply stepped out of the mansion with a puzzled expression.
******
"So, when are you coming back?"
When I told her I was returning to Shaanxi, Eun Ho-seol's face remained calm. For someone who normally showed only an unstable side, I had expected her to whine or cling to me, so this was unexpected. Though she held my hand tightly and pressed her legs against me, her voice was composed. I stroked her hair and said,
"I will return next year."
"That's too far away."
Eun Ho-seol said that and then bumped her head against me with a thunk. The sight of her bouncing back after hitting my forearm was cute. I held her hand tightly and said,
"Are you afraid I might not come back?"
"I think you'll come back."
Eun Ho-seol shook her head firmly. And she brushed the back of my hand with her own as she continued speaking.
"If you don't come back, I'll chase after you."
"How terrifying. I must return without fail, then."
Eun Ho-seol was unshaken by my joking words. She lowered her long lashes and traced the tendons on the back of my hand with her fingers, murmuring softly.
"The North Sea lets people go easily. The weather is cold, nature is harsh... so people leave easily."
Her eyes met mine. Her blue eyes shone like night-luminescent pearls, and her smooth skin stood out vividly. Her golden hair fluttered and wrapped around itself.
"So when someone leaves, I don't expect anything."
She grabbed my wrist tightly. The grip had a strength that was both delicate and fierce, like a child holding their parent's hand for the first time. Clenching my wrist like a bracelet, she said,
"But here. It's not the North Sea."
When I turned my head, the lake came into view. A wide, tranquil surface stretched in a straight line across the broad lake, and the mountain ridges cast jagged shadows like saw teeth. The guards were napping, and people who had come to see the lake sat clustered together, presenting scenes of happy families.
I was absorbed in that sight, and Eun Ho-seol's face showed she was equally captivated by the lake's scenery. Looking at the lake with moisture-filled eyes, she spoke these words.
"This is the Central Plains."
Seon-go was lounging in a chair, watching us. Eun Ho-seol, having poured out her emotions, became oblivious to her surroundings. Eun Ho-seol leaned against my shoulder and said,
"So. I believe you'll come back."
*****
Seon-go looked back at the Dongga Lake estate with a regretful expression. As the carriage gained speed, the estate seemed to replay its memories, gradually shifting into different forms. It took on the splendid shape from when we spent time there, then became the image from when we first entered and began to decorate it, and finally, as that image faded, the memory of when we first bought the estate arose vividly.
"I feel strange."
Seon-go said that, resting a hand over her chest. She kept looking back with a regretful expression in the direction of the estate, tapping her fingers against the window frame. I wrapped my arm around Seon-go's waist and said,
"We can just come back later."
We hadn't sold the estate when we left. We needed a place to stay upon returning to Hubei Province, so the Zhuge family had agreed to manage it temporarily. I recalled the estate garden and said,
"It was quite a nice place to stay. A shame, truly. The scenery was good too."
"Right. It was lovely to look at every day. It was so pleasing to the eye. I can't see it anymore now... so it's truly a shame."
"...You're talking about Dongga Lake, right?"
"I was talking about Madam Eun."
Seon-go decisively blocked the misunderstanding. I could only put on an awkward expression. Where had things gone wrong? As if she didn't know the meaning of my expression, Seon-go held my hand tightly and said,
"So, when is that person from Hengshan Sect coming to visit again?"
Looking at her, a starving predator came to mind. A beast that, after thoroughly mauling its prey, immediately wanders in search of the next meal. She'd thoroughly enjoyed the affair between Eun Ho-seol and myself, so now it seemed she wanted to see the sight of a master crudely losing composure right before her eyes. I smoothed Seon-go's hair and said,
"She'll have training, and she'll be busy in her own way. So she probably won't be able to come for a while."
Seon-go blushed and hesitated before speaking.
"That's a shame. This time when she came, I too... uh... erm, in her bottom..."
I lowered my hand to Seon-go's waist and extended my fingers downward like a spider, lightly stroking her bottom.
"In her bottom?"
"...I wanted to put my finger in her bottom too."
I looked at Seon-go's fingers. Long and slender fingers. As if already imagining her finger sliding in and out of Im Seo-ryeon's pretty anus, Seon-go was curling her fingers at will.
I held her hand and said,
"...If we persuade her, I'm sure it'll work out, right?"
"The women who get entangled with Docheol are all nice people, so I believe she'll understand."
If it were Im Seo-ryeon, she'd probably not just understand but actively give permission. And imagining Im Seo-ryeon twitching her hips beneath Seon-go while sobbing,
"Oh my."
My cock swelled up.
Seon-go saw the shape clearly visible through my trousers and smiled coyly, slipping free of my grip and moving her hand downward like a snake. Then, pulling down my trousers and cupping the glans in her palm, she stuck out her tongue and smiled at me.
"Docheol."
I grabbed her head and carefully pushed it down, and Seon-go gladly accepted my coercive action and opened her mouth.
"Hh-eup... Ch-eup... Hh-up...!"
The sound of her sucking my cock echoed, rattling along with the shaking of the carriage. I closed my eyes and recalled complex things. The Heavenly Dragon Axe Technique. Hwang Ryong-seong. Eun Ho-seol. And all the efforts to become the Number One Under Heaven, and the Zhuge family. The imperial household.
The plan to bring down Mount Hua Sect and the Beggars' Sect, which dominated Shaanxi Province.
And then.
"Ohhhhk!"
Once my head was dyed white and I'd spurted out semen once, spray after spray, all those facts turned into trifling things, and only Seon-go's face, innocently smiling as she licked her cheek, filled my vision.
"Docheol."
She called my name, bouncing on her bottom. Straddling my thighs, she pulled down her own underwear. Having pulled it down to her thighs, she lifted her skirt and then sat her white bottom upon my cock, rubbing and grinding it with little twitches.
And then she turned her head and looked at me with a suggestive glance, saying this.
"The carriage is shaking quite wildly."
Rattle, rattle.
The carriage was shaking.
As the carriage climbed along the steep mountain range, we pressed close to each other and shifted our weight. My thing smoothly seeped into the thoroughly soaked space between her legs, and Seon-go let out a quick breath and covered her own mouth.
We read the flow of the road and met its rhythm, slowly shaking our bodies up and down. Ecstasy and pleasure. Those two words were sufficient to describe us. Moans spread in time with the clamor and the horses' neighing, and finally, she tore at my clothes and cried out like a beast, shuddering fiercely.
And then, with sweat-soaked hair plastered to our napes, we mingled our tongues. Feeling the carriage's speed decrease before it reached the lodgings, we were startled into frantically straightening our clothes. Disheveled hair and flushed faces. Pretending nothing was wrong, yet constantly pressing down on our crotches with vulgar afterthoughts. Outside, the coachman, knowing absolutely nothing, was humming a tune.
The road to Shaanxi was long.
But it seemed neither Seon-go nor I would have a boring journey.
Because we knew that even more delightful things awaited at the journey's end.
Because we knew our future was bright.