Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Chapter 448

Prince of Gungmyeong casually wiped his forehead with the azure sleeve of his robe. The faint sheen of sweat on his skin disappeared without a trace.

“So bloodthirsty…”

Flutter.

He flicked his robe with exaggerated motion.

“I’d rather be standing on the northern walls, looking down at the Yao tribes. That’s a nightmare in itself, but…”

Using the Scaly Dragon Robe of the King of Burning Flames to wipe away sweat, Prince of Gungmyeong murmured under his breath. His nature was as bristly as that of the Dragon Lord himself.

The Main Gate of Ipwang Fortress’s Inner Keep.

The warriors of the main fortress, who had seen Jeong Yeon-shin off, were now dispersing back to their posts. The sound of their boots echoed over the long shadows cast by the fortress walls.

Some, however, stood still, staring blankly at the air where Jeong Yeon-shin had disappeared. Among them was Ma Gwang-ik.

Prince of Gungmyeong cast a sidelong glance at the Grand Commander of Ipwang Fortress and the Elder Council Chief.

“Didn’t you say he was taught by the Lord of the Fortress? It seems even the Sword Lord of Oblivion couldn’t suppress the bloodline of the Ma clan.”

“I am deeply honored.”

Im Jin-myeong bowed his head slightly.

On the other hand, Elder Council Chief Shin Byeok stood frozen, still overwhelmed by what he had just witnessed.

He had realized, with staggering clarity, that there was no one in the main fortress he could truly rely on.

“Master Shin, why do you stand there in such a daze?”

Prince of Gungmyeong threw the question offhandedly. The deep lines on Shin Byeok’s lips stiffened.

“…It is nothing.”

He was being teased.

Prince of Gungmyeong was a child born late to founder of the Zhu Imperial Clan. Though born in the twilight years of his father’s reign, he was far from old enough for Shin Byeok to call him ‘elder.’

And yet, Shin Byeok could not point that out.

The Zhu Imperial Clan.

With countless deaths on the northern front and a lineage interwoven with long-lived martial families, their blood was thick with strength.

Their unparalleled martial prowess made large-scale internecine wars difficult, and none hesitated to step onto the northern frontlines to defend the empire and the world itself.

Naturally, emperors had risen from every branch of the family. The line of succession wove back and forth—descendants of the founding emperor’s grandsons, great-granddaughters, and even later-born sons often climbed the throne.

Each and every one of them had a legitimate claim to power.

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