Episode 131
Wow!
The shouts of Hyogajang’s warriors resounded throughout the area.
“Thank you for your cooperation, Master Jang.”
“What? I should say thank you. “If it weren’t for you, Hyogajang with 70 years of tradition would have been wiped out today.”
Damun and Hyogajangju hugged each other and exchanged warm words.
The fight ended with the victory of Hyogajang’s side.
There was no damage to our troops.
“Huh…”
Namgung Baek, who had joined in to clean up, looked around and exclaimed.
The warriors of Cheonghyeoldomun who fell into the trap fought among themselves and withdrew after suffering many casualties.
Of course, the Gwiju branch’s warriors were not given time to be active.
“I had no idea you were planning something like this.”
“It’s natural. “I didn’t say anything else.”
“Couldn’t you have given me a word in advance?”
Although he was speaking as if he was somewhat disappointed, Namgung Baek’s expression was quite bright.
It seemed like they were happy that they had defeated the Cheonghyeoldomun without any major damage.
While I was quietly observing his reaction, I suddenly fired an electric shock.
-Isn’t there a saying like that? If you want to deceive your enemy, first deceive your allies.
“······?”
Namgungbaek tilted his head.
It was a face that seemed not to understand what was being said.
‘Is there such a person as a bear?’
Even if I said it out loud, I couldn’t understand it, so it was extremely frustrating.
I sighed inwardly and fired the sound again.
-From now on, please do not respond to what I say with your voice. Don’t even look agitated. Among the followers of the Guizhou branch, there is a traitor who is in secret with the Blue Blood Order.
-······What does that mean?
-I mean this literally.
-Please do not make baseless accusations. Most of the followers in the Guizhou branch have been with me through hardships and sorrows for more than ten years.
-It is said that you may know the inside of ten roads, but you do not know the inside of a person of one road.
-It’s hard to listen any further. If you want to disgrace my subordinates any further than this…
-Don’t you know best? There has been an abnormal current flowing within the branch recently.
-······.
-Colleagues who have been together for more than ten years? great. Let’s just say they’re out of line for now. So what about the rest? Is everyone trustworthy?
-At least I believe them.
-I understand what the branch manager means. Let’s not mention this topic any further. However, my group and I will not move with the Gwiju branch in the future.
-······All right.
Namgungbaek nodded with an uncomfortable expression.
He was truly a person who was poor at managing his facial expressions.
I even told him in advance not to show his agitation.
‘Well, I’ve achieved my goal, so that’s it.’
After watching over the past few days, I have become convinced that Nangong Baek is not Ganja.
He was a person with an overly honest personality.
I thought I knew why I was demoted to the Gwiju branch.
He did not seem like a great person worthy of serving as a member of the Demonic Cult.
‘If he had been a Ganja in the first place, he would not have sent a request for support to the Sichuan branch.’
From the beginning, I thought it was unlikely that he was Ganja.
Origin, status, etc.
He was not a person whom the Demonic Cult could carelessly seek appeasement measures.
Nevertheless, watching him over the past few days was, so to speak, minimal confirmation.
‘With this, we can’t help but keep in mind the existence of the Namgung Baekdo Ganja. In addition, the group, including me, obtained the justification to move independently.’
In the future, I would also be able to actively participate in the chase.
* * *
Three days passed.
Accommodation located on the second floor of the guesthouse.
My group and I gathered in Damun’s room to discuss the future.
“Please speak slowly.”
“What do you mean?”
“Didn’t you say you would tell me when you arrive in Guizhou? “What are you going to entrust me with?”
“······It was like that.”
“Are you sure you forgot?”
“Is that possible?”
“······.”
Seo Ho-seon looked at me with salty eyes.
After clearing my throat once, I looked back at Damun and said.
“From now on, I will leave it to the Dam Sohyup to keep the Cheonghyeoldomun in check. There is no need to overdo it. There is no need to covet your specialty. “All you have to do is to properly put the brakes on the movement of the Blue Blood Blade.”
“All right.”
Next, a map was spread out on the table.
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It was none other than the entire map of Gwiju.
I opened my mouth, pointing my index finger to the left corner of the map.
“This is the place where the Demon Cults, including the Iron Blood Demon Army, are secretly operating.”
Tang Seo-yeon tilted her head.
This was because the place I pointed to was a barren field with nothing in it, located far away from residential areas.
“Dang sojeo. Do you remember what happened in Zhejiang?”
“What exactly are you talking about?”
“It is about transforming Cheongija’s Bi-dong into Sailsang’s Bi-dong and attracting local black people.”
“Of course I remember.”
Dan Seo-yeon nods her head calmly.
There was no way that she, who worked with Damun to renovate Bi-dong, would not remember what happened at that time.
“What the Iron Blood Demon Army is preparing is similar to that.”
“······?”
I drew a faint smile on my lips.
At my continued explanation, everyone except Damun’s face hardened.
“In fact, there was an ancient royal tomb in this place. “Now everything that was sleeping inside has been stolen.”
“······no way.”
“What the Iron Blood Demon Army was ordered by the cult leader to do was to expand and remodel the tomb and turn it into an ant hell that would attract martial people from all over the place.”
“······!”
“Do you know about Muyeongsintu (無影神偸)?”
“Isn’t he a warrior from the squadron? “The legendary great sword…”
“Once the artificial ruins are completed and approved by the cult leader, the Iron Blood Demon Army will make a large-scale propaganda campaign. Muyeongsintu’s secret monument was discovered. Not only is there a huge amount of wealth, but even the actual martial arts skills of the Nine Great Gates and the Five Great Families are sleeping there.”
The history of Maqiao accumulated over generations is stored in the Tianlong Bookstore.
Unrivaled magic skills, practiced martial skills, and even martial arts visions looted from all over the central plains.
The Demon Cult Lord gave some of them to the Iron Blood Demon Army.
Use it as bait to attract martial arts forces from various regions, including the Nine Daemun Sect and the Five Great Families.
“I wonder if the martial arts people will really flock to such suspicious rumors.”
“There will be a rush. You know this because you have experienced it yourself. “It doesn’t really matter whether it’s real or not.”
“······.”
“Even if it turns out that it was the devil’s plan, there will be people who make reckless decisions. “Bait is bait.”
In fact, the history of my previous life went like this.
When the demonic army that had swallowed up Cheonghae finished reorganizing and began marching east, the rumor spread by the iron blood demon army hit the entire central plain.
As a result, the martial arts forces in various regions committed the atrocity of dispatching the elites of the Samun to Guizhou in a situation where it was not enough to focus on the war against the Demon Cult.
The Murim Alliance’s desperate restraint did not have much effect.
“Anyway, our goal is to thwart their plans.”
While doing so, they also subdue the Iron Blood Demon Army.
He erased debts here and there by collecting official documents and delivering them to each martial arts faction.
‘Achieve merit, repay grudges from your past life, and enhance your reputation.’
I continued talking with a faint smile on my face.
“Unfortunately, all I know is the approximate location of the man-made ruins. Where the entrance is, what structure the ruins are made of, and what traps exist. I have not been able to obtain such detailed information. So, Mr. Tang, please continue to work hard to track down the demonic cultists.”
“All right.”
“Senior Changmyeonggung, please help us suppress the elites, including the Iron Blood Demon Army, by force.”
“i get it.”
“And Master Seo. “He said he was curious about what kind of work you were going to do.”
“yes.”
“Samurai Seo, you will need to steal valuable items, including military official books.”
“······yes?”
“Assassination and theft. “They are two jobs with different paths, but the skills they require are generally the same.”
“What on earth are you talking about!?”
“We will provide a stage for you to fully display the martial arts you have worked so hard to practice.”
Seo Ho-seon’s face turned pale.
As I looked at his face with all the blood gone, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“In some ways, you could say that this is the most important role in this operation.”
“······.”
“Please take care of me.”
* * *
Cheonma of the time has a total of four disciples.
In my previous life there were five, but in this life there is one less because I did not enter the Church.
At least until now, I have not heard of the Demonic Cult Master taking in a fifth disciple.
If we were to arrange each disciple in order of rank, it would be like this.
Cheonakgun (千岳君) Wisuak.
Jang Baek-hwan, the Laughing Demon Lord.
The female commander of the Reverse Killer.
Seogunak, the Iron Blood Demon.
They had one interesting thing in common.
It was said that everyone’s nickname had the word ‘gun’ in it.
A talented person who will become one of the Eight Great Demon Lords in the future.
The nicknames of the four disciples contained such an inner meaning.
‘That’s a funny story.’
In fact, among the absolute masters known as the Eight Demon Lords, there was no one called by the nickname ‘gun’.
Therefore, those who were not interested in martial arts affairs sometimes mistaken the four disciples of the Demonic Cult Master for the Eight Great Demon Lords.
‘You’re here.’
A black market opened in a secret location.
I sat on a chair in the corner wearing a fox mask and looked at the customers visiting the market.
Before long, six men presumed to be martial people entered the market.
They paid no attention to other objects and headed toward the cages where the slaves were kept.
All six men were wearing the same clothes.
He covered his body with a thick robe and wore a white mask on his face.
Although their physiques and types of weapons they were wielding were different.
“I didn’t know you would say you would accompany me in person.”
“Sometimes you have to take a walk like this. “Isn’t it very frustrating to be confined to a small room?”
The men looked at the slaves locked in the cage and had a long conversation.
I focused my attention on the one with a grayish voice.
‘It’s a voice I’ve heard before somewhere.’
Just by looking at him, he seemed to be the person with the highest status among the Masked People.
The level that was revealed was just the beginning of the climax.
But for some reason, the tension started to creep up.
“······?”
Did he feel the gaze?
The masked person slowly turned his head and looked at me.
As if I had never paid attention to him, I got up from the chair and left.
‘First, guide them to the place where the formation is set up.’
I had an idea of a way to lure the masked people.
First, we had to wait until they finished purchasing slaves and left for the black market.
However, as I was about to leave the black market, an electric sound suddenly reached my ears.
-Who are you?
“······!”
The gruff voice of an old man.
My heart was pounding.
The masked man asked me with his hand on the sword.
-Was there anyone like you in Gwiju? As far as I know, there are no masters of Hwagyeong other than blood red swords.
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